All language subtitles for Alfred Hitchcock s05e16 The Ikon Of Eliaha

Oh, good evening. I enjoy digging around
in old tombs. They can be

quite convenient, too. If your
assistants become as difficult as mine

can always manage to leave them inside.

This one is typical.

Quiet, comfortable, attractive and
roomy. Man has always provided better

conditions for the dead.

than for the living but that's enough
persiflage and badinage now for

story

When was he here? It is in an hour, Mr.

Carpius, not an hour ago. Well, what did
you tell him? I told him that you'd

been away for the past two days and that
I expected you back at any moment, sir.

He was a monk, you say?

From what monastery?

He didn't say, Mr. Carpius. Well, he
should always ask. And he had an icon to

sell, you say? Yes, but it was just a
copy, sir. The paint was hardly dry.

a copy, just a copy. Where there is a
copy, there must be an original.

And the original may have been worth a
fortune.

He'd probably sell it somewhere else.
No, I don't think so, sir. I told him

you were very interested in such
paintings.

He said he would try to come back, sir.

Well, let's hope he does.

What else happened while I was away?

Mr. Harari bought the bronze camel belt,
sir. All of them? Yes, sir. And he says

he can use many more.

Camel belts are very popular now in
America, he says.

They hang them on the walls.

Why would that be, sir?

Well, who cares why?

Let them hang them around their necks as
long as they buy.

What else?

Also... The parchment magic map, sir.
Good, good.

And all six of the silver coins of
Tiberius. Not bad.

Well, it's about time you began earning
your keep.

And you, Mr. Carpius, did you have a
good luck on your journey, sir? Good

Do I have ever anything but bad luck?

How I despise this miserable island.

It's a filthy prison cell.

But someday I shall break free.

I shall travel around the world. I shall
dine on exquisite foods.

The wild pheasants from Trapedia. I
shall taste the creamy cheeses of

And I shall sip the cool bubbling wine
from the slopes of Mount Vesuvio.

Well, come and eat your rice now.

Malvira.

Always cool.

And cool and sweet is an Egyptian
pomegranate.

Your language is extravagant, Gapius.

And nothing else about you is.

You think so, do you?

Well, look what I brought for you.

Aren't they lovely?

Yes. What are they?

Antique amber.

They don't sparkle.

Of course not. But hold them up to the
light.

They have a kind of inner glow.

Well,

sit down and eat.

Lamb pilaf again and stuffed grape
leaves.

Well, it's the best I can manage.

You bring me amber beads instead of
sapphires because that's all you can

I give you lamb and rice because that's
all I can afford with the money you give

me. I'm sorry, my dear, but things will
change soon. They must.

When?

When you sit there and dream day after
day and nothing happens. It will happen,

my dear. You'll see.

Mr. Chiringirian is here, sir.

Perhaps it already has happened.

My dear, dear

Mr. Chiringirian. Hello, Coppius.

And, uh, Major. Uh, Major.

Parslow. Parslow, how do you do?

Major Parslow here is looking for a
gift. His commanding officer is being

retired and we need a parting present.
Something heavy and hideous, I think.

sure you'll have exactly what the Major
wants.

Well, we'll try to satisfy the Major.

Offer him a fifth of what he asked,
Major.

happen to have a nymph carrying an
inkwell in the shape of St. Paul's

would you? That kind of rubbish.

Your kind of rubbish, Carpius.

Mr. Geringerian's sense of humor is
quite famous, isn't it, Major?

Oh, quite, yes.

Oh.

Examine it well, Major.

It tells the time, the day.

the phases of the moon.

Really?

Paul, help the Major.

Well, what have you been doing for me?

Well, things are very bad right now.
Very bad.

Have you that icon for me? Mr.

Chiringarian, if I had found it, I
wouldn't wait for you to call. Remember

I told you. My client is not an
inquisitive person, and he can afford to

very well. A genuine icon, pre -11th
century if possible.

Well, he'll even settle for something
more recent.

Well, originals are very scarce.

But I haven't given up. I'm looking.
Carpius?

I'll get it for you just in time.

I say, this is rather jolly, isn't it?

Oh, delightful.

I'll take it. Very good choice, Major.
An excellent choice. And only ten

He'll pay five.

You see, Major, what the really...
exquisite piece of workmanship this is.

24 carat gold and a genuine Swiss
movement.

I couldn't possibly let it go for less.
Really, Carpius, you forget whom you're

dealing with. You can buy the same
atrocity anywhere for five pounds. Major

Parslow won't pay more.

This antique happens to come from the
beautiful home of a close personal

acquaintance. I know its value.

I must insist on at least eight pounds.
That's fine. And five is his offer, not

a penny more.

I mean it.

If the Major wasn't a friend of yours, I
wouldn't even consider it.

That will be five pounds, then, Major.

Thank you.

And may I again congratulate your
exquisite taste.

Oh, quite, quite.

And I'll be hearing from you soon,
Coppius.

Well, I'll do what I can.

Goodbye, Major Parsons, and do give my
regards to the Colonel.

Of course, thank you.

light up this miserable room and turn it
into a palace.

I am leaving this palace.

Oh, what do you mean?

I have cooked you your last meal.

I am leaving you, Capius, for good.

Oh, be patient, my dear.

I have been patient.

My luck must change and then break away.

Venice, Paris, the Orient, wherever you
wish. My pockets will be full of money

and I shall spend it all. on you.

I have heard the tune before.

No, I am leaving in the morning.

And where will you go, you little fool?

Back to the marketplace where I found
you?

In your filthy stall to sell pots and
pans?

Have you forgotten so soon?

Your ragged dress, the sandals split at
the seams?

Look at you now, everything you are, you
owe to me.

I took you and I fed you, I clothed you.

Don't misunderstand me, my dear.

If you attempt to leave, I shall kill
you.

Kill me, my love.

Do.

Well, let me see.

Early Byzantine or late Hellenistic.

Was this painted at your monastery?

By one of my brothers.

From an original which is there?

Yes, sir.

As you see, it depicts the prophet
Elijah in a fiery chariot raising his

benediction. The original must be very
old and very holy.

There is no holier. icon in all of
Cyprus. It is never left unguarded for a

moment.

How much do you want for this?

Would five piastres be too much?

Three. Four?

There is a great deal of work to making
a good copy.

Well, all right, four.

Which is your monastery?

The monastery of St. Barnabas in Basel.

I don't think I've ever heard of it.
Where is it?

A day's journey by bus.

and then one must walk.

It is in the mountains, about eight
miles northwest from the end of the

line. Oh, that's a rugged country, isn't
it? We see very few people, sir.

Why do you live in such an isolated
place?

There was a quarrel over church doctrine
some years ago.

A group of monks who disagreed with the
parent order were put under a ban, so

they went away by themselves to
establish their own monastery.

Yeah, taking their treasures with them,
I suppose.

But I'm keeping you.

Would you give me your blessing?

All right, thank you.

Malvira. Malvira.

I can't believe it.

The icon of Elijah.

And only a day's journey away from here.

And you have someone who wishes to buy
the icon of Elijah?

He'll pay us a fortune.

When Paul comes in the morning, tell him
to get hold of Mr.

Cheringirian. I shall leave at daybreak.

and return the day after tomorrow in the
morning.

And I shall have with me the item Mr.

Charingerian's client desires.

May I speak to the Father's superior?

You wish to speak with me?

I'm very grateful that you have received
me, Archimandrite. I'm Carpius from

Nicosia. Yes?

Yesterday, I bought an icon from the
monk Theodorus. An icon...

of the Prophet Elijah.

This is Brother Constantine.

He painted the copy of it. It's very
beautiful. He must not speak.

He has taken a vow of silence.

It is really a very good copy, and it
troubled me that I paid so little for

In fact, I scarcely slept the whole
night after he left.

I kept thinking of the Prophet Elijah,
how he fled into the wilderness to

from the wickedness of the priests of
his day.

I don't know how to...

express my feelings, my emotions.

But I feel a great dissatisfaction with
myself, with my life.

I've not been as honest in my business
dealings as I should have been.

I found myself questioning the meaning
of life.

It tortures me, Ackerman Wright.

I would like to seek the true religion.

That's why I came to you.

Can you help me?

My son, you are welcome here. Most
welcome.

Please stay with us. Pray with us.

We will have plenty of time to talk with
you and to ask God for guidance.

I'm happy that you found us.

Isn't it strange that it was this icon
of Elijah that brought me to you?

The icon is highly venerated here. You
see, just as Elijah denounced false

worship, so did we.

And just as Elijah was forced to flee
into the wilderness, so are we.

Then you feel the church is in a state
of fantasy.

One night in a dream or in a vision, I
stood in a dense white fog as cold

and isolated as the most desolate of
God's creatures.

And through those vapors, I beheld the
most marvelous light.

And Elijah appeared unto me.

holding out his mantle and saying, Thou
art cold, cover thyself.

I might say the same to you, my son.

Thou art cold, cover thyself.

We will show you to a cell now and send
food to refresh you. Then tomorrow we

will talk.

There is an abundance of time here, and
the hours flow as swiftly and brightly

as wine into a goblet.

Would it be possible for me to see the
original icon of Elijah?

Oh, yes.

There will be plenty of time for that.

I couldn't see it now.

It certainly seems I've waited my whole
life for this.

Very well.

Come with me.

such a treasure. A number not lightly
earned.

Father Demianus would give his life for
it.

Come now.

Come now.

Father Constantine will show you where
you may sleep.

There's no need for you to frighten me
out of my wits.

I simply couldn't sleep in this strange
place, and I thought I'd walk about a

little.

I'm sorry, brother Constantine.

It was an accident.

Why? Why did you kill Brother Damianus?

Kill him?

I didn't mean to kill him.

I reached for the item, and he thought I
wanted to steal it.

I only wanted to look at it, touch it.

But he grabbed me by the throat. I got
frightened, and I hit him.

It was an accident. I'm sorry. I'm truly
sorry, but it was an accident.

An accident.

Moses appointed cities of refuge for the
manslayer to flee to.

Sanctuaries for those who killed
accidentally.

You say you are sorry.

I shall choose to believe you.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Nevertheless, my son, you have sinned.

And you must pray. Pray for divine
forgiveness.

You must repent and pray.

I shall.

I shall.

Then begin now, my son.

Pray.

Pray without ceasing.

We shall bring you food and water twice
a day and oil for the lamp.

What do you mean?

We shall feed you as the ravens fed
Elijah.

You shall remain in this cell and we
shall feed you.

As long as you live, this will be your
world and you will pray.

Pray for forgiveness.

So much for the copious caper.

I'm sure it's very comforting to know
where you are going to spend the rest of

your life.

R. Montague loves J.

Capulet, these teenagers defacing
property.

Does he seem dark to you?

I'll bet my assistant has accidentally
shut the tomb door.

I have a feeling it's time for me to say
goodnight.