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What are you?

Angels.

You must play the serpent.

You have been preparing
for this

as long as you have lived.

Save the girl...

...and the boy.

Froom.

What am I doing?

I'm following a talking
elephant.

Wow...

Seriously?

That's you.

Atal.

Mary.

There must be a reason
why I'm here, don't you think,

Atal?

These are from the trees.

They're very... oily.

Nguli. Sraf.

Pi mu...

Chuh huhn.

May-may.

Maeri.

I've heard you and the others
talk about Sraf.

What is Sraf?

Chuni? Sleep?

Maya? Maya chuni nala?

I've been seeing more
dead seedpods around.

Don't you need the oil
they produce?

Mughe mea na mia...?

Erm...

...to learn...

Chikkella mughe rere ni xuap e?

Rere ni, xua mu ia
ni Sraf e chikkella nala.

Maeri, ku lu xua na umi tattin
mae ech.

What does it feel like
being this far away from him?

From Pan?

It's like an iron hand
is gripped round my heart

and is yanking it out
between my ribs.

And it's mental, too, right?

As if some private,
secret thing

has been dragged out
into the open?

Yeah.

You know, you always said
I must have a daemon,

and I never believed you.

Now it feels like
I've known her my whole life.

Maybe she's with Pan now.

Hey.

We're going to get back
to our daemons.

I know we are.

We've got the knife.

And we've got each other.

And for some reason,
I trust you.

How much longer?

As long as it needs to take.

Time does as it pleases
down here.

Don't be scared now.

I'm not scared.

I've had warriors and assassins
and war generals on this boat,

all telling me the same.

None's come back.

Apologies,
ladies and gentlemen.

Well, best of luck to you.

You're just going to leave us
here?

Well, I can't go beyond
this point, I'm afraid.

Thank you.

Wait.

If my daemon's
still at the jetty,

can you give him a message?

I can tell you now,
he won't be.

How do we know where...?

No turning back, I guess.

No turning back.

I've told you I'm not eating
your putrid food.

And if you try to force me,
I'll bite your fingers off.

Huh! I don't doubt for a second
that you would.

I thought you'd scuttled
back to Asriel

with news of my humiliation.

As much as he might enjoy
this humiliation,

I don't believe
Asriel wants you dead.

And neither do I.

Dr Cooper is readying
the bomb.

I've got enough poison
to fell the guards

outside this cell,
but no more than that.

How does she seem? Dr Cooper?

Frightened.

It seems to me
she's acting against her will.

We stay here.

The bomb is ready.

Lyra's hair is in a chamber
inside its body.

They intend to sever you
from your daemon.

Good.

It's not made of rock.

It's made of people's things.

Lyra...

The dead.

Are you alive?

Yeah.

We're visitors.

You shouldn't have come
to this place.

Go back while you still can.

Why were you guys hiding?

They don't like it
if we talk to each other.

Who don't?

They're listening.

I need your help.

I'm looking for someone.

Roger Parslow.

I must warn you,

he might not want
to see you.

Do you come from a world
with daemons?

Yeah.

My daemon's name is Pan.

Mine was called Sandling.

He used to think he'd
be a bird...

...but I hoped he wouldn't,

cos I liked him all furry.

My Castor used to curl up
in my hand and go to sleep.

Mine was called Matapan.

Hey.

Please, could you help us?

Maybe.

Be careful.
They will attract attention.

To touch another daemon
is forbidden, is it not?

How dare you enter unannounced?

Do I have to remind you
to whom it is you answer?

I answer to the Authority.

Get out of my sight
and never question me again.

They must have been here
a long time.

Does everyone who comes here
end up like this?

Are you looking for someone,
too?

I'm just asking.

When I first came here,
I was looking for someone.

My sister.

You never found her?

I gave up pretty quickly.

You left
your sister all alone...

I have to go back.

- Wait, no, we need you.
- I'm sorry.

Lyra...

Lyra...

Hello?

Lyra.

Lyra...

Will?

- Will?
- Lyra!

Lyra...

Pan!

Pan...

Pan!

You shouldn't be here.

It's what you wanted.

How did you...?

Lyra!

Excuse me. Excuse me.

Where'd you go?

You left me on the jetty
to die.

Don't say that.
You know why I had to do it.

I've always known deep down
how selfish you are.

You really believe
you're here for Roger?

You already killed him.

You came here for you.

To soothe your guilt.

To play the hero.

This isn't real.
You're not real.

Will!

Will!

Lyra!

Whatever it was saying,
it wasn't true.

You're a good person.

This place is horrible.

This can't be it, can it?

Surely, there has to be
some other place.

This can't be
where we all go... for ever.

Roger...

Roger!

Roger?

Roger?

Roger.

It's me.

I know.

Roger bloody Parslow.

It's your best friend.

You came.

You needed me.

I've changed...

...so much.

You've changed, too.

I've missed you.

I'm so sorry...

...about everything.

I should have let you go
with the Gyptians and the kids.

I shouldn't have taken you
to Asriel.

If I'd have let you go,

you wouldn't be here,
would you?

- You'd be...
- It wasn't your fault.

I wanted to go with you.

I do wish
things were different.

I'm Will.

Roger, you can't stay here.

Look, I'm going to break you
all out of here, I mean it.

That's not possible.

It is.

It has to be.

I mean, what they're
making you endure here, it's...

...it's not right.

Look...

...when you didn't come...

...I lost all hope...

...for ever.

I'm sorry.

Please.
It can be us together again.

- You and me again.
- Stop it!

You think I want to go back
to the real world...

...like this?

Lyra...

There's nothing you can say.

Look, we can still help him!

But he's right.

We don't know what will happen
to him if we leave.

It's a terrible idea.

Look, you said this place
was awful, right?

That no-one should be here.

It's like a prison.

It's worse than a prison.

So you're just going to give up
on him?

Don't stop following
your instincts.

We have to try.
You promised Pan.

Make a window.

- Where to?
- Anywhere.

We need to get out of here.

I'll drag Roger through
if I have to.

OK.

Huh?

What?

What's the matter?

It's not working.

I can only feel rock.

What kind of knife-bearer

cannot use his own knife?

One led by an ignorant child.

What kind of son
abandons his own mother?

We shall send her nightmares.

We shall scream at her
in her sleep.

You have destroyed the lives

of everyone you've ever
cared for.

You've come here for you,

to feel special.

If only Will had never met you.

Listen to what I'm saying.

- Listen to me.
- Listen to me.

Listen...

Listen!

No!

Hey. They're gone.

How?

I just believed I could.

I thought about us and...

...everything we've been
through.

I didn't let them
get into my head.

The knife doesn't work here
cos we're too low down.

We need to find higher ground.

Your Grace.

Please.

I've thought of something
to show my contrition.

By his mercy
and your brilliance,

evil will be struck down.

But what of the serpent?

Fra Pavel has deduced that
she's in another world.

Who knows what depravity
she is capable of?

What if I was to track her
down?

Let me do it, I beg of you.

I will allow you this task
for your penance.

Father President, sir,

it will be the honour
of my life.

Mm.

I will repay your faith.

Mughe.

Dgela.

Ni.

Dg-ni.

I need a lens.

Got it!

It's Dust.

Sraf is Dust.

Dgena xua na ia ni mia.

Nungill tamu ia ki.

It's leaving.

Atal,

hurun.

Xuapuli u hurun,

mea na iru ma dgila.

Xua na au4 mai kana ni mea u.

Nguli mu augh i.

Ng chau chetu kun.

What do you remember
about Jordan?

You remember it, don't you?

Jordan's gone.

It can't be.

I can see it perfectly.

Every nook, every cranny,
every secret passageway.

We know that place
like the back of our hands.

Do you remember that time
we snuck into the wine cellar?

We got covered in cobwebs
and dust.

I don't even know
how we got in there.

Lyra, will you wait?!

We had the porter's key.

We did.

We found that ancient bottle
of Tokay.

It smelt horrible.

It tasted horrible, too.

We couldn't stop laughing
for hours.

Wouldn't have got away
with that

if we had parents, would we?

No.

And the roof?

The roof...

It was so high up there.

Remember that rook
with the broken leg?

Yeah.

We nursed it back to life.

Lyra...

They want to listen.

My name is Lyra.

I came here looking
for my friend.

His death was unfair,

so I thought
he shouldn't be here.

What I didn't realise is that
none of you should be here.

This isn't life after death,
this is a prison camp.

Hi, guys, I'm Will.

I have a knife
that can cut through worlds.

If you follow us,

I'm hoping that I can use it
to get you guys out of here.

I can't make you
any promises,

but I'll try.

I know you're afraid,
but we can get out of here.

What'll happen to us
if we leave?

- I don't know.
- You don't know...

...if I will or won't be
able to see my son again?

We can't know until it happens.

I'm not going to lie
or pretend.

But in here,
it's just thoughts.

Out there, real things matter.

You think those creatures
will just allow us to leave?

When we were alive,

they told us that when we died,
we'd go to heaven.

That's why so many of us
gave our lives

and spent years in prayer
and silence,

while all the joy of life
went to waste around us.

I don't care what happens
to us when we leave.

Anything is better than this.

There she is!

The girl!

Lyra...

Lyra.

What were you saying before?

Those stories, what were they?

They were about
the outside world.

Do you remember
your life before?

Everything slips away.

Will you tell us some stories,

so we can remember too?

Real things.

OK.

So I used to live in this place
called Jordan College

with Roger.

It had these beautiful
buildings

and these really high towers,
which looked like

they could almost touch
the sky.

It had amazing hiding places.

- We used to race.
- Through the kitchen,

down the stairs,

back onto the roof...

- I won every time.
- No, she didn't.

You cheated every time.

What else?

Then I met Will.

He made me an omelette.

I didn't know what one was,

so I thought I'd make him one
in return.

Which was funny
because she left the shells in.

And Iorek.

The armoured bear.

He has claws
the size of your hand.

Magnificent.

When I first met him,
he'd lost his armour.

But thanks to the alethiometer,
we managed to get it back.

We went to the palace
of the bears in Svalbard

and took on...

Is this really how things
are to end between you and I?

What do you think
will happen after this?

Do you really believe

that things are going to
get better?

Dr Cooper,
these are not the wishes

of the Authority,
you know that.

These are the wishes
of a weak and dangerous man.

And if he is prepared
to kill me,

think what he might do to you.

When we created
this technology together,

you believed you were doing
the right thing.

We all did.

But we were wrong.

This has to stop.

I can scarcely believe
this day has arrived,

Dr Cooper.

You do not understand
this technology, Hugh.

You are simply going
to blow up the Magisterium

and everyone in it.

Quite the contrary.

Our conception
is elegantly simple.

The separation
of human and daemon...

Do not explain
my own technology to me.

It has evolved somewhat since
your original design.

Our bomb is equipped
with a guidance mechanism.

We will use the lock
of your daughter's hair

to locate her

and to destroy her on the spot.

All in a moment.

It is a thing of
divine precision and power,

such an exquisite example of
the Authority's design.

Such beauty in its order.

You have lost your mind.

You're sick!

I urge you not to struggle.

Go willingly,

and this could be
your redemption.

You truly think that?

That he ordained all this?

The Authority has not
forsaken you, Marisa.

You still have time to repent.

Let me give you
your final blessing.

Keep...

...your hands off me.

There's too much blood on them
for that.

Initiate the process.

Through Iorek,
we also met my friend Lee,

the aeronaut.

I remember the first time
I went up in his balloon.

It was so high up there

the wind was pushing
against my skin.

If you looked over the edge,
you would feel dizzy,

but you felt safe
with Mr Scoresby.

He's the first grown-up
I ever trusted.

Your stories have made us
feel alive again.

I remember now what it was
to have warm flesh

and senses.

I will come with you.

We... We will come with you.

Go on.

Make a ghost of me.

What's your name?

You must have one.

No name.

Let's go.

And keep your stories in mind.

I don't think they can hurt us
if we hold on to what's real.

Pardon me. Excuse me.

Coming through.

Lyra?

Lyra!

You're alive.

You're alive!

Oh, kid,
you really had me there.

Lee...

You...

Yeah.
It's not as bad as it seems.

How did you...?

Some excited rifleman
got lucky.

It was over before it started,
I promise.

It's fine.

But we're together now.

Only for a little while.

You don't belong here.

And the word is out -

some crazy kid's got a plan to
break us out of here.

This is my friend Will.
This is Lee.

Balloon driver.

Good to see you, kid.

Will's going to get us
out of here.

With this, I hope.

You found the knife-bearer.

You beat the shaman to it.

Lyra Silvertongue,

just when I thought

you couldn't blow
my little mind

enough times...

We're looking for a higher
place so I can cut out of here.

You go on ahead.
There's some stragglers

in the back -
I'll round them up for you.

I'll catch up.

All right, folks,
follow the lady.

Follow the kid
with the knife, yeah.

You guys want
to get out of here?

You want to see the sky again?

Let's go. Go that way.

Follow the kid with the knife.

Let's go!

On your knees
before the Authority, Alarbus.

I have come with news, Regent.

What news do you presume
could be of interest to me?

I was captured.

By humans.

The mortal Lord Asriel
has formed a republic.

He is harnessing technology...

...to challenge you.

Go on.

They are able
to manipulate Dust.

And Asriel spoke of
a new knife-bearer.

That knife is of no consequence
to me.

The bearer is a boy.

He has not been corrupted
by the knife's power,

like the bearers before him.

Then...

...perhaps it's time to send
these mortals...

...a warning.

You can keep spewing
your doctrine

to justify killing a child,
but it won't change anything.

You're worshipping a lie!

If she had only
stayed with us

and given her life
to the Authority,

as she once intended,

she would now be on the path
to the Kingdom.

Ah!

Ow!

You and others like you
will never be free!

...through a veil
of corruption and tears.

The Magisterium is
an institution that fears

what it does not understand.

...the stain of this child...

And it turns on its own.

Be swift in your sweet wrath.

Be mighty in your vengeance.

I will not...

...be a part of this.

Are you obstructing me,
Dr Cooper?

I will not hurt her.

No!

Lyra...

O Authority,
saviour of this Earth...

...shine your perpetual light
upon us.

Why isn't it working?

Her key! The key!

You think Dust
can make you gods.

Let us see how you fare
without it.