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Excuse me?

Is this the land of the dead?

Just tell us
where you're going.

It's like they're being
pulled forward by something.

Pan, stop that.

What's he doing?

This is what we were expecting.

Then where are
everyone's daemons?

We've been in plenty of worlds
without daemons before.

Just get in my pocket
and we'll be fine.

There are people here
who should have daemons...

...but don't.

Is he OK?

He's fine.

He doesn't seem it.

Have you seen that before?

No.

Are we in the wrong place?

This has to be right.

It has to be it. Come on.

Don't go in there!

Halt!

Oh. Hello.

Delighted to see you again.

Please tell the cardinal that
Mrs Coulter is back.

Good.

This is good.

No, no. Stop!

Everyone, stop!

You.

Yes, I'm talking to you.

You aren't dead.

It was an accident.

We were being chased
by some men

and we just sort of
found ourselves here.

If you're not dead,
you're not welcome.

Listen, we've travelled
a long way.

I need to find my friend
before it's too late.

First, you were chased by men,

now you're looking
for friendship.

Well, you won't find that here.

Liar.

Go to holding area 32.

Give them this.

How long do we wait?

Until you die, of course.

Go!

What does it say?

This has to be the place.

We need to find the water
and we need to cross it.

I do hope we sustained
no lasting damage

after our previous meeting.

I was simply trying to
protect my daughter.

And you had such a lot to say
last time we spoke,

all sorts of beautiful words
about escape and stupidity

and mistakes - all words fed to
you by the cardinal, I know.

Father President.

I beg your pardon?

He's not the cardinal.
He's Father President.

And they were not his words.
They were mine.

Oh, yes.

I've known obsession
like yours.

Have you?

I don't think you have.

I don't think
you understand faith.

Father Gomez,
you are a very young man.

Did you not think we knew
you were coming?

Back to us.

Where you belong.

I find it very hard to judge
what the Magisterium knows

and doesn't know.

Its faith always seems
to get in the way.

- Who?
- It's Father Gomez.

- I have with me...
- It's me, Hugh.

Or do you only answer
to Father President now?

Come on. Let us in.

Come.

After you.

Mrs Coulter.

Is the boy staying?

Thank you, Father Gomez.

Good.

Then it's just the two of us.

You're under arrest, of course.

- How disappointing.
- For deliberate concealment...

There really is no need.
I'm here to help.

You have prevented us
from finding Eve.

If you'll let me finish.

I came here voluntarily.

As soon as I could escape
from Asriel's fortress, I did.

Look at my clothes, Hugh.

I even brought you
a piece of his technology,

which I'm sure your scholars

will be delighted
to drool over.

All that matters...

...is the child.

My child.

The alethiometer was
quite clear on who she is

and what she might bring to us.

Are you still hurting yourself?

I made you cardinal.

I did that to earn your trust.

And in return,
you have betrayed me.

I betrayed you?

She is...

- ...sin!
- No.

She is the potential of it,
and I wasn't unaware of this.

And I had my own solutions.

- You had nothing of the sort!
- To keep her safe

- until the danger passed.
- Your lies are contemptible!

Then you came along
and destroyed everything!

What danger...

...did you think you
were keeping her safe from?

Eden fell

not when Eve came into being,
but when she was tempted.

Somewhere out there
is a tempter, a serpent,

and I had to keep them
from meeting.

I had her.

I had the boy. I had it all.

And then you sent your troops
and scared them away.

I assume Fra Pavel told you
about a knife?

A weapon so powerful

it could kill
the Authority himself.

I broke that knife.

It was I who tamed it.

So do not underestimate
what I can still do for you.

Trust me to advise you,
as I once did,

concentrate on the battles
that need to be fought

and leave Lyra
and her temptation to me.

Is Asriel still actively
searching for the girl?

She never held
much of his interest.

The knife attracted him.

But now it is broken,

he sees only his war.

And the way he is fighting,
Hugh, it's...

...terrifying.

You know, I think I saw him
murder an angel

in front of my eyes.

An angel?

An angel came to Asriel?

Yes.

And he would hurt such a thing?

He would hurt anything
that came into his path.

I tell you,
there is madness upon him.

And that is why I came, Hugh,

to give you what I could.

Then you are with us
for the fight, hmm?

Against Asriel?

Against Dust?

You doubt me?

Sometimes, your devotion
is hard to read, Marisa.

You have my mind...

...my body and my soul.

And I thank
the Authority himself...

...that we have you
leading the Magisterium

and not Cardinal Sturrock.

He could never resist
temptation.

Whereas you...

Your abstinence is magnificent.

Remember what we did together.

Our lives are entwined.

Papers?

Go to holding area 507.

Another holding area?

Not another holding area, no.

Holding area 507.

507 - that's the important bit.

Where is it?

Just ask.

Everybody's waiting,
same as you.

Papers?

- Good evening.
- For you.

A peace offering.

And what exactly is that?

Does it fold out into a cage?

It's how we found you.

A kind gift.

Really?

Mother.

She was only too happy to help.

Of course she was.

She always had such grace.

Hello, Mrs Coulter.

Oh, you see, that's the problem
with insects.

They get everywhere.

I'm the least of your problems.

Did he send you?

Yes.

I followed you
into the intention craft.

So are you here to spy
or to help?

What's your plan?

What? So you can relay
my every move to Asriel?

- I don't think so.
- I can't.

My lodestone resonator was
damaged during your escape.

Interesting.

So, in fact,
it's you who needs me.

You intend to kill them
before they kill Lyra.

And if they kill you first?

You risk yourself very easily.

What do you know of this place?

What have you seen?

Come on, you have no choice.

Without me,
you have no intention craft.

And without
the intention craft,

you can't return to Asriel.

What have you seen?

I've been following
Father Gomez.

He seems particularly
interested in one room.

Do we keep walking?

It feels like we should
just keep walking.

They're staring,
aren't they?

Yeah, they're staring
and saying nothing.

It feels like
we're in a horror film.

Why would you
want to watch a film

that makes you feel horrible?

You make a good point.

I liked the film
with the bear.

Who are you?

We're travellers.

We're headed
to the land of the dead.

Yeah, well,
we're on the same path.

Please - we don't know
what we're doing,

and you seem vaguely friendly.

We just really need to know
what the rules are here.

OK.

You can come in.

Thank you.

So...

Introduce yourselves.

Hi, I'm Lyra.

This is Will.

We won't disturb you
any more than we need to,

but we're looking
for my friend.

He's in the land of the dead.

And we don't know
if this is a part of it

or how to get to it.

So if any of you
could tell us anything,

we'd really appreciate it.

Why haven't their deaths
told them where to be?

Larissa, they've come to us
for help.

Well, they shouldn't need it.

Talk to your deaths.

We don't have deaths
cos we're not dead.

OK, take a seat.

You're not dead either, right?

All of you in the holding area.

Our death hovers close by
and guides us.

We will welcome it.

We're ready, but...

...it's not ready
to take us yet.

What's a death?

They don't know anything.

Everyone has a death.

It goes everywhere with them...
all their life long.

Isn't that scary?

Not at all, dear.

It's natural.

From the moment you're born...

...your death comes
into the world with you.

And it's your death
that takes you out.

There's love in that.

Can you see our death?

No, love. Just our own.

When you're ready...

...they say it's beautiful.

Your death says,

"Easy now.

"Easy, child.

"You come along with me."

And you go with them.

To the boat and the boatman.

That's what I saw in my dream.

That's where we need to go.

You're not going to get there
without your death.

If you just tell us where it
is, we'll stop bothering you.

We don't know where it is
or what's on the other side.

No-one knows,
cos no-one's ever come back.

The only way you're going to
cross the water

and go to the land of the dead

is with your own deaths.

Invite them to you,

in kindness and friendship...

...and they will come.

Breakfast.

I have no need of breakfast.

I must pray.

Where is the chapel
in this citadel?

Mrs Coulter, you are expected
to stay in your room.

No, I'm looking for the chapel.

I need to repent my sins.

You can pray in your room

just as easily as you can
in a chapel.

I find the Authority speaks
loudest to me in his own house.

Well, if you wish to go
to chapel,

you must go
at the allotted time.

Oh. Damn. Really?

Well, now that I'm here,

you don't mind
if I take a look around,

do you?

No, they're not
very interesting.

If you won't stop...

You'll do what, exactly?

I'll fetch support.

Good.

We all need support.

Go on.

- Morning.
- Morning.

Dr Cooper!

How wonderful...

...and unexpected

you're still in employment.

In fact,

how wonderful to see you alive.

I'm afraid I rather presumed
you weren't.

Hugh MacPhail, picking up
all my best cast-offs.

Now...

...what are we working on here?

Well, this is all restricted,
I'm afraid, Mrs Coulter.

Dr Cooper,

you have always been
so kind to me.

I see no reason why you should
stop now.

Well, you were always kind
back.

Besides, the Cardinal -

Father President -

and I hide nothing
from each other.

You need not worry.

Now, this is
a resonating chamber

of some kind. Am I right?

Ah, interesting.

You used part of our design
for the daemon guillotine.

In fact, more than just a part.

Now, why would you be working
on that still?

And...

...this.

What does it read?

It reads something
which allows it...

Dr Cooper.

Are you building a bomb?

- You don't understand...
- Oh, but I do.

Oh, it's directional
in some way.

What determines its direction?

The Authority.

Well, that's not true.

Is it?

They're here.

For me.

Not you,
but you already knew that.

What a fascinating position
we find ourselves in.

Gomez.

Lyra, what are you doing?

She said we need
to invite our death.

Maybe if I get my head
in the state it's in

when I read the alethiometer,
she'll come to me.

Be careful.

Wait. Can we talk about this?

Talk about what?
We already decided.

I know, but summoning death...

Do you even know

- what that means?
- No, of course not.

But we've come all this way.

Maybe this isn't
the right thing to do.

But we are doing it.

It's what we came here to do.

It's not too late
to turn around.

With the knife, we'll find
our way back home.

You were on my side.

I thought I was by your side.

Neither of you understand,
do you?

I never got a chance
to say goodbye to Roger.

I never got a chance
to say I'm sorry.

All I want to do is make
things as good as I can,

even if I have to die doing so.

Lyra.

She's here.

You're my death.

Yes.

Are you here to take me?

You wanted me.

I am here.

I need to talk to her alone.

I can't see
who you're talking to.

Of course you can't.

She's mine.

Follow me.

I'll be back.

Don't worry.

Authority...

Thank you
for answering my prayers.

For delivering to me the means
with which to win this war.

Only through yourlove...

...and your guidance...

...will I find the strength
to do what must be done...

...to lead us into salvation.

Follow him.

The hair - we are certain
this is the child's?

Fra Pavel is certain.

Is there enough of it,
Dr Cooper?

This will be ample.

How soon can it be ready?

Matter of days.

Thank you, Father Gomez,
that'll be all.

You are quite sure that,
once set in motion,

the bomb will find the girl?

Each individual is unique.

There are codes within us -
anbaric pulses.

We use these...

...to aim this device.

The hair, wherever it might be,
will want to be made whole.

It will be merciless
in this pursuit.

No matter where the girl
may be?

Whichever world she is in -

forgive my heresy-

the bomb should find Lyra.

Are you still here?

You keep appearing
and disappearing.

I'm always here.

I've followed you
your entire life.

I am a special, devoted friend

who's been beside you
every moment of your life...

...who knows you
better than anyone.

That's not true.

Who knows you better
than even you know yourself.

We need to make a deal.

I'm not sure I can make a deal.

Look, I know I'm not deceased,

but I need to go
to the land of the dead,

and I need to see someone
there, and I need to get back.

Could you help me?

Eventually, child, you will go
to the land of the dead

with no effort, no risk.

A safe and calm journey.

But there is no reason
to rush there.

But I need to.

So does Will.

We both had people taken away
from us too soon,

and we both need
to make amends.

Well, everyone wishes

they could speak again
to those who have gone.

Why should there be
an exception for you?

Because...

...if you've been with me
my whole life...

...you knew this question
was coming.

And if you've truly been
with me,

you know the answer to it.

I've followed you.

I have seen your choices.

You saw him die?

Roger die?

I did.

I don't want to be exceptional.

Maybe once I did.

My parents.

That's all they care about.

I just want to be good.

I just want to help someone.

And Roger needs me.

And I wasn't there
the last time he needed me.

Look at me.

Look at my heart.

Help me.

I will be your guide,

Lyra Silvertongue.

I will show you the way in.

But once you are there...

...the other side
is not my place.

So as for getting out again,

you'll have to manage that
by yourself.

Ngau.

Wait. Wait!

You're back.

Is she still...

Close by? Yeah.

What did she say?

Can you see my death?

You can't see his death,
can you?

No. And nor will he.

You can't see your death
until you're ready to.

Until it's time.

Only you can see your death.

When it's the right time.

My death's gonna take us
to the water,

if you're ready.

Am I ready?

I hope so.

I need you to be.

You take me
to the best places,

you know that?

Cheers.

What else is there left to do?

You came here
to protect her, but instead...

...gave them the fuse
to a bomb.

Arrogance.

Sheer arrogance.

I underestimated them.

We must leave.
Return to Asriel.

Once he knows
what they're doing...

He'll do what?

He may...

He will intervene.

Will he?

You know you're right.

I did come here to kill them
before they kill her.

And I will not let them have
another chance.

We've already stunted
their bomb.

We need to get back.

No.

Because they will find
another way,

then another and another.

This has to stop now.

We must find
the intention craft.

What do you intend?

Destruction.

You're walking slower
with every step, you know that?

It's not too late
to change your mind.

I don't want to change my mind.

Mum used to have this phrase -

nothing's fixed
until you fix it.

Look, if you don't want
to come, it's OK.

I can go alone.

I didn't spend months
searching for you

so I could wave you off
at the gates of hell.

I don't think it's hell.

Looks a bit like hell,
but it's not.

I just want to be sure
you're sure.

- I am.
- Look,

sometimes we do things,
we get places,

and we forget how we got there.

I know how I got here, Will.

And what if we don't come back?

Then we will have died doing
something important.

Follow me.

Quickly.

Stop right there!

Hey!

Stop!

Stop there!

This way.

The intention craft
is just ahead.

You didn't think I was
having you watched?

You have no choice, Marisa.

You will still kill her...

...no matter what I do?

On that...

...I have no choice.

Then I have a statement
to make.

I wish to stand trial

for the murder
of Cardinal Sturrock.

A murder I conspired on
with your Father President,

a man who sins

with every fibre of his being.

Liar.

You know I'm telling the truth.

And I will make the same claim

in front of
the Consistorial Court.

You have no rights here!

You are a wanton woman

who has always wanted
what she didn't have.

Your husband was killed
by your lover,

the heretic Asriel,

and your illegitimate child

was abandoned
until she became sin itself.

I have changed.
You have not, Hugh.

- You need to be stopped.
- Hugh? Who is this Hugh?

I am your Father President.

You will address me
as Father President.

Or Your Grace.

Do you understand me?

I'm sorry?

This is where
your loyalty lies?

Not with that above?

Not with truth, but with power?

You disappoint me,
Father Gomez.

Get her out of here.

No. No, no.
You cannot do this.

You call yourself a holy man.

How do you think your Authority
looks on you now, huh?

A man of hate, surrounded
by haters who worship you?

You pig of the cloth...

- Stop her noise!
- You disgusting...

This is all you really are -

an incoherent, emotional woman.

Why should anyone trust you,

You can barely string
a sentence together.

Such beauty.

Such true, enticing beauty.

And now I will give your beauty
what it has always lacked, hmm?

Grace.

I don't know how you took
the hair from us...

...but you didn't take
all of it.

We still have enough left...

...for our purposes.

And when we sever
your daemon...

...you will be the bullet...

...to kill Lyra Belacqua...

...and to save us all...

...from sin.

Take her to the cellars...

...and bring her daemon to me.

Good evening.

I'm so grateful
to have you with us.

Leave all belongings
and come on board.

Will he understand?

We need passage
across the water.

Oh, I'm sorry.

One of your party is unsuitable
for travel at this time.

Only one?

- No, that's...
- We have to follow the rules.

A pain, but necessary.

No passage. Not for him.

- But he is me.
- If you come,

he must stay.

I don't think you understand.

If we separate, we die.

But isn't that what you want?

No, that's not right.

I don't leave part of myself
behind, why should she?

Yes, you do.

Absolutely, you do.

It's her misfortune - or luck -

to be able to see and talk
to the part she must leave.

You will not know
until you are in the water.

And by that time,
fortunately or unfortunately,

it will be too late for you
to do anything about it.

But you must all leave
that part of yourselves here.

The rules are very clear.

We're going to get on the boat.

Don't worry.

Lyra, you're not listening
to him, he won't let us.

I promise to keep you
entertained as we cross.

Look, he can come on the boat.

He fits everywhere.

And we've always travelled
together -

no-one's ever had
any problem with it.

- So I don't see how you...
- He can't come in the boat.

But if he does,
the boat stays here.

Is this how it works?

- I can pull it.
- Only I can pull the boat.

Sorry.

We can't separate.

We can't.

Pan...

No! Pan!

You're risking
everything...

When will she see him again?

She won't.

And when we leave,
will we come back this way?

I've taken millions across.

None have come back.

We will.

You don't know Lyra
and you don't know me,

but we'll find a way.

Another way.

So since we're doing that,
be kind, Boatman.

Let her take her daemon.

It's not a rule you can break.

It's a law.

Like this one.

You see? I can't tilt my hand

to make the water fly upwards

no more than I can take her
daemon to the land of the dead.

You might have to make
an exception just this once.

How many ages do you think
I've been ferrying people?

Do you think
if anything could hurt me,

it wouldn't have happened
already?

Do you think the people
I carry come with me gladly?

They struggle, they cry,
they bribe, they threaten,

they fight. Nothing works.

I find it helps to be cheery
and compliant.

I am both those things.

I encourage you to be the same.

I'm sorry.

I truly am.

But if she comes,
she does so alone.

I don't want
to leave you here.

We can still turn around.

But I can't not do this.

- You can, Lyra.
- What about Roger?

And Sal?

They never got a chance
to grow up.

But it's not Roger and Sal,
is it?

Roger's dead,

and Sal's gone.

And it won't be Lyra and Pan.
You're leaving me here alone!

What will I do?

But our dreams...

I didn't have those dreams.

They were your dreams.

I didn't even want
to come here.

This is your choice.

But we're together.

Not if you do this.

Please.

I can't betray Roger.

It's my fault he's dead now.
He needs me.

I need you, too.

Why can't you see that?

Where will I go?

I'll find you.

OK? I will go to the land of
the dead and I'll come back

and I'll find you.
I'm not leaving you.

OK? I'm not leaving you.

Not for ever.

Will and me, we'll find a way
out of here

and we'll go to Asriel.

Somehow,
you've got to get there, too.

But I have to do this.

Then you've made up your mind.

You've chosen Roger over me.

Pan, please don't.
Don't do this.

Oh, please...

Please.

There's no other way.

I've got to.

I love you.

Just... go.

Oh! My heart!