All language subtitles for into_the_labyrinth_s03e05_phantom

War.

Pestilence. The worst horrors of the
underworld. All these I can command.

And yet this English mountebank Laszlo
still has faith in my purpose.

No.

Graham. Mark well.

We must keep the scarabaeus from Laszlo
until he withers away. Only then can I

complete the periaptic circle that will
give me total...

And supreme power forever.

Yes, and I will help you, mister.

You will.

Or end your days in violence, Datorre.

Absolutely furious.

You will have to deal with the prima
donna, Mr. D 'Avray.

You say he came this way? He did, and
carrying the costume that I, after so

effort, had prepared for her.

But why?

You do not care if the entire wardrobe
disappears?

Why do we waste our time making
costumes? Why?

But the police searched these catacombs
when Christine disappeared.

They found no phantom, nothing. But my
assistant saw him, is that not so? Yes,

madame. Is it possible that the dress
could be for...

Christine, Monsieur Davray.

You think she is alive?

Down here in this filthy soil?

Her voices have been heard, Monsieur. A
girl's voice, they say.

Just someone's imagination at work.

Then why not find out for yourself,
Monsieur Davray?

Catch this thieving phantom. See if he
does hold your rising star, Christine.

Then you could rescue her.

What fine publicity that would be for
your opera.

It would, yes, but... You are afraid?

They say he is a ghost.

Oh, a ghost.

What kind of ghost steals costumes and
music, hmm?

Bram will help you. Will I?

Well... You wait here. I'll fetch my
revolver.

Madame, I thought... Oh, do be quiet.
You will do as I bid you.

Stay with him until you find Laszlo and
the boy.

Be my eyes.

They must not be allowed to reach the
scarabaeus before me.

I was hoping, milady, you might turn me
into a frog.

So they wouldn't notice me. Be careful I
do not turn you into a worm. Forever.

You will go, Davre.

Get me out of here!

Help!

How do you get stuck like that?

Does it matter?

Well, thanks.

Hey, stop.

I just got you out of there.

Leave me alone. I can't stay on this
side.

Why? It's haunted, that's why.

Didn't you know?

No, I didn't.

Well, you'll have to find another way
back.

I will, but I'm not hanging around here.

What's wrong with this place? Why is it
haunted?

Listen.

Ringing.

That isn't coming from the opera.

Not so long ago, there was this girl, a
singer in the opera up there.

Abducted, George, by a person of your
personal known.

Never seen again.

They say that's her voice.

That's why I don't come over this side.

Nice to make you an acquaintance. Bye.

Hang on.

Wait a minute. I'm looking for someone.

You might be able to help.

No, thanks.

Bye. Come back.

Keep a still tongue in your head and
we'll both be in trouble.

Comfortable?

Laszlo! What on earth are you playing
at?

Anyway,

how do you know it was me?

Anyway, it's not me.

The name is Latouche.

Pierre Latouche.

Laszlo, that smell, it's horrible.

It's wonderful.

Anyway, it can't be helped.

Who are you?

L 'inspect...

What? A rat catcher.

Oh, a rat catcher. Yes, a rat catcher.
And what's wrong with that, then? Oh,

nothing. Anyway, I'm really glad I found
you. Look, it's getting worse, Laszlo.

Yes, I know. I've got the same trouble,
John. It's the same. Phil! Yeah, sorry,

Phil. I've got it, too. That's what made
me apply for this smelly old job. What?

Yes, when I was up there in the street,
passing the great thing, I got this very

strong... Zip?

Zip, yes, from the bracelet.

And, um...

You poor thing.

You thief!

Just one minute. Just be thankful it's
only me and not the phantom young man.

You vagabond! That's enough.

We've got important things to do.

The scarabaeus, right? Yes, the
scarabaeus. Ali, who's off, you scum? Go

just clear off.

Kids of the day, eh?

They've got a cheek of the devil. What
was that you said about a phantom?

Well, a few years ago, up there in the
opera house, There was a big fire and

of the star performers, a singer of
great repute, Augusta, he vanished in

flames.

But the people believe that his ghost
has returned to haunt the Opera House.

Phantom of the Opera, yeah?

Correct. Le Phantom de l 'Opera. I
couldn't have put it better myself.

Anyway, I know different.

I know that he's no ghost, you see,
because I know, because I've seen him

my own eyes.

No, really?

Really. Every night at six o 'clock, he
returns to the opera house on some

mysterious errand.

Six o 'clock.

In just a minute, they'll have me watch
stolen.

And my stuff box. And the bracelet.
Phil, he's got the bracelet. That little

kid, they're here after him.

That grey blue.

Amen.

You improve with practice.

Thank you.

My dear Christine, sometimes you must
wonder why I keep you here.

You've done me no harm, Augusta.

I've deprived you of your freedom to
further the cause of music.

It is my desire that you make your debut
very soon. Here.

I have bought you a fine dress.

The audience will be dazzled by your
beauty and enchanted by your voice.

I shall try to reward your faith in me.

Christine, you must never betray me or
your art, the purity of music.

For if you did, I should have to destroy
you.

Here, I have brought you some new parts.

Oh, there is so much I wish to learn.

Then sing, little nightingale, sing.

Put your hands up.

Who are you?

Latusha.

Laszlo... Pierre Latusha.

What are you, Serb? Slav?

That's right, sir. Serbo -Slavic.

Just North of Calais, sir. Very clever.

My family does come from that general
area, sir, yes, sir.

Enjoy. Thank you very much indeed, sir.
It comes with my job, sir, as an

exterminator of a brother of rodents,
sir, that is.

I'm Novel Rat.

I was hoping to be of some service to
you, sir.

Keep them up. Thank you very much, sir.

You say you work down here. Whose voice
is that?

Well, I had always thought, sir, as I
went about my happy job at Knoblin

Ratcheter, that I was hearing the
singers in the opera house above, sir.

Well, you were not.

I am the manager of the opera company. I
would know.

Oh, I'm very pleased to meet you, sir.

Now, what about this ghoul they call the
Phantom?

Have you seen him?

The Phantom, eh?

I've seen him, sir. I'll tell you
everything I know, sir, if you'll be so

as to just lower your firearm, monsieur.

Thank you very much, monsieur.

So you want to locate the Phantom.

A very worthy cause, sir. And you may
rest assured, sir, that he is no ghost,

but of solid human form, sir. So you
have.

The odd occasional glimpse, yes, sir.
Once, he passed by this very spot. You

see? Exactement, sir.

He swiped his cloak around himself, and
he disappeared into the swirling mist.

He loved death very.

Another time, sir, I was backing up this
drain, sir, when suddenly...

Mistress, see!

At last, Bram, you have made the right
move.

Take the bracelet from the child. I
shall be with you soon.

You pathetic fool. What has happened?

Do you have the bracelet?

A foul, unkind deed.

Somebody tripped me. Oh, it's so unfair,
this.

Oh, stop snivelling.

At least we know the Scarabess is near
here.

Oh, no.

Ah, too sharp.

Watch the compression on the middle and
lower notes and maintain a correct

posture. It is essential.

So, this is the little

caged nightingale.

Who are you?

That need not bother you.

I am here to help you, little one.

No, no, I don't need help. I'll be all
right.

Augustin is teaching me to sing.

He says I shall be the greatest singer
in Europe.

I could make you the best singer in the
whole universe if I so wished.

But for now, all I wish is for you to be
gone.

Since you so love music, you shall be
music.

So, thought you could escape me,
Latouche, don't you, sir?

The Phantom, sir.

He's behind you, sir.

Oh, no, he's not.

Oh, yes, he is.

You've got your things back. I'm going
to make sure you go back to your own

patch. I'm going to shove you through
that grating.

You'll never find your way back there.

Ah, but I will.

Paper trail, see?

I used a sheet of music.

Very clever.

Could be worth a few francs.

Not yours, by any chance.

No.

Help me, it's in here.

This must be Bello's work.

Who?

Don't worry, I'll help you.

Christine, is it you?

I must get you out of this place, back
to humanity, the opera house. No.

But you must.

How can you waste your talent down here?

Monsieur d 'Avray, I must decline you
off to rejoin the opera house until my

tutor says so.

Who do you mean? The phantom?

You must come with me.

Take your music.

And this.

And do not return here.

I do not understand.

What have you done to him?

I have no use for him.

I warned you not to betray me.

Betray me? Christine, I brought the
dress for you.

I warned you. You warned me?

Now,

Laszlo, come find the Scarabeus.

Oh, Phil, you found him at last, eh?

No, you don't.

Come on, then. The bracelet.

Come on, and the rest of the things?
Yes.

First, snuffbox.

Just leaves the watch, young man.
Where's the... He's got it. What do you

he's got it? He's got it.

What's this? What's this?

Is that a watch? Of course it is. And
there's this.

A penny whistle. C 'est très joli. Is
that for me?

Well, listen.

Help me, can you hear?

Oh, Bello.

The old musical transformation trick,
eh?

Who else? Can you do anything?

Well, musical instruments, difficult.

Never mind, leave it to me. I'll think
of something. No, no, let's have a think

about this. What have we got?

Musical... Quavers? No.

Crotchet. Demi... Crotchet quavers.

No, don't. Someone's coming.

It's you.

I got what I came for, you see.

My music.

Oh, yes, of course.

The music.

Did you get it, sir? Did you?

I told you it wasn't me, sir.

Oh, don't worry, sir. Don't worry at
all, sir. I wonder if you... Would

you mind just taking this young rag
muffin with you when you go, sir?

Of course not.

Take this.

Don't show him the voucher pocket, sir.
He's a little bit light -fingered, this

one. Don't listen to him, sir. You lead
on.

Who was that?

That was Davray.

Manager of the opera house.

Looks like Bella nobbled him too.

Now then.

The penny whistle.

What was that, sir?

Musical thing we got.

There.

There.

Adente, moderato, staccato, vibrato.

It

worked,

Phil. It worked. I can still do it, eh,
Phil?

Thank you, thank you. I was so afraid.

How did you do it? Oh, no, it was
nothing.

Now you must leave us quick. Return,
return to the surface.

No, I must find Augusta.

Augusta? Le Phantom?

You might call him that, but to me he is
a tutor and a friend with a passion for

music. You must be Christine.

Christine, the lady who transformed you.
The witch.

She has changed everything. Things
cannot be as they were.

You must forget.

Augusta. Dan Bray can teach you as much.
No.

But you must, Augusta.

Augusta has, in some way, enchanted you.

But his secret is known. He may harm
you. You must forget Augusta.

Return.

Return to your own life.

What shall I do?

Well, Dan Bray passed by this way a
short while ago. You must go with him

quickly, quickly.

And you?

Well, my friend and I, We have to deal
with the witch.

What about Gustav?

Yes, we will make sure that no harm
comes to Augustine. Quickly, go, now,

Now can we try and find the scarabaeus?
Your bracelet was living all the time

when Daniel had it, way back that way.

Oh, no, Laszlo. The slime.

It's reached your neck.

We'd better move on, sir. Quick.

What is the list?

So now we have them.

Not all, Highness.

The girl, your enemy set her free. She
has escaped.

There was no light at all, Magnificence.
Oh, get out of my sight. No, wait.

Find your precious Christine and bring
her back here.

I see now how she might be useful to me.

Go. You too, fool. He does not return
without her.

And now I shall deal with you, Lazlo.

Bello must be here.

I can't see her.

Can you locate the scarabaeus?

Now that's odd.

Your decay has passed beyond the
critical stage, and you can measure your

remaining life in moments.

You no longer can stand an encounter
with me. You will die, and I shall have

key to time.

Use up your strength, fool.

Not allowed.

Aye, no good, Phil. We're beaten.

We'll never get hold of the Scarabeus.

No, Laszlo, no. We've got to find it.
We've got to. But how, Phil?

How? I mean, noses.

No Scarabeus.

Mistress!

Mistress! Christine!

No, leave it to me, Phil. Leave it to
me.

No, Laszlo.

The Scarabeus?

Never.

Maslow, do you value this girl's life?

She has no part in this, Belor. Oh, but
she does.

One word from me, Laszlo, and Augustin
will plunge the girl into the inferno.

The decision is yours.

Fluff all you like, fellow.

Kill her, and you can expect nothing
from me. Your biggest failing is your

compassion. Your greatest weakness, your
humanity.

A failing? A weakness, fellow?

I call them strength.

Then that's your strength now.

It's better she has betrayed you.

No!

Kill her and you'll be destroying all
you've ever worked for.

Christine's the only one who really
understands you. If you obey Belor,

never hear Christine's voice again.

She must live.

She'll help me to endure the pain and
suffering of this.

You disobey me?

No, you shall not. I deny it to you.

Too late, Phil.

Move on to another time. Move on.