All language subtitles for She Wolf of London - 01x01 - She Wolf of London

(PITAK PANTING)

(SCREAMING)

Ne!

Pitak!

(SPEAKING FOREIGN LANGUAGE)

Hajde,mom�e!

Brzo,uzmi de�aka.
Hajde,vodi,vodi.

Gde su deca?
Deca, povedi decu, brzo!

And the horses. Take
the horses. Hurry up!

Move them, move them.
Hurry up, you.

(ROARING)

(ROARING)

RANDl: " When I saw
the dismembered body

"lying in pieces on the floor
in the dappled moonlight,

"it was easy to imagine those body
parts taking on lives of their own.

"Did that hand move?

"Was it crawling across
the floor behind her,

"making its way up
the back of her chair?

"Were those dismembered fingers
about to grip her exposed throat..."

God!

Breakfast.

Sorry.
It's okay.

Ooh! Did you draw these?

Uh-huh.

Bit of a monster
in you, isn't there?

I'll just have the
corn flakes, please.

Oh, sorry.
We're all out of cereal.

How about deviled kidneys?

Oh, I don't eat red meat.

Oh, it's cow flesh
or nothing.

Well, any vegetables
in there?

Hmm, of a sort.

Go ahead, poke about. I'm sure
you'll find something to your liking.

Ooh, is this yours?

I've got a Stephen King
in my bag.

Ah, no thanks,
this is a textbook

written by the master of
parapsychology-busting himself.

Very tweedy, white-haired
professor type stuff.

I'm going to London
to study with him.

Lovely.
Yeah.

PILO T O VER PA: Good
morning, ladies and gentlemen.

This is
Captain Reynolds again.

It seems our tremors
have settled down.

We are about one hour
from our arrival in London.

The weather is sunny...
Yuck!

(EXCLAIMS)

Whoops, love.
Mind that.

Sorry.

(DOOR OPENING)

IAN: I detect
poltergeist activity.

Sorry, I'm jet-lagged.

Well, please find
a seat, Miss Lagged.

(ALL LAUGHING)

Thank you.
It wasn't that funny.

Now settle down while I dredge
up another one of my stultifying

lectures.

Man needs his myths,
his legends,

and his monsters.

Even the most primitive
civilizations have God-based religions

to explain the origins
of life and its orders.

It would appear that man and woman
needs the angel on one shoulder

to counter the devil
on the other.

It's a way perhaps not only
to avoid full responsibility

for one's actions
and failures,

but to exercise the
imagination as well.

From devils to
monster movie icons,

society has needed its
beasts to keep the status quo

and to win American
football scholarships.

(LAUGHS)

(CLEARS THROAT)

Dr. Matheson!

Excuse me, Dr. Matheson.

Ah, the poltergeist.

Hi, I'm Randi.
Randi Wallace.

And I'm flattered.

Isn't Wallace a rather
unusual name for a woman?

Sorry?

You're American?

Yeah. LA. Los Angeles.

I should probably warn you,
Miss Wallace, that over here,

"randy" usually means...

Oh, how can I put
this delicately?

Erotically charged.

Oh, God. You mean,
like " horny"?

I'm afraid so.

(LAUGHS)

I'm sorry. Oops.

No need to apologize.
Here, let me help you.

You're working on
your master's thesis?

Yeah, exactly. I'm seeking to
explain folk legends and myths

through terms of
Freudian psychological need.

Debunking through a
motivational psychogenic analysis

and your work and support in
this field is, it's important.

Well, a psychogenic-based debunking
is a fairly general approach.

My work, while theoretical,
is more fundamentally rooted

in the Cartesian dualistic patterns
of mythology in a sociological context.

Ah. Hmm.

Now, let me just give the
Queen's English a simple workout.

You know, " important" usually
means to me dull, stodgy and grey.

But, I'll do my best
to accept the compliment.

That's how I meant it.
Really.

Well, thank you.

Tell me, are you
staying on campus?

Yes. Well, I mean, I was,

but I'm having some problems
with the residency requirements.

I'm working on getting
something together now, though.

Perhaps I can help you.

My parents run a B&B
not too far away.

Now, I'm certain they'd love the
idea of a full-time student boarder.

It's clean, it's a block away from
the tube, and the price is right.

I'm visiting there
for dinner tonight,

if you'd like me
to introduce you.

Wow! That would be great!

I mean, if it's not too
much trouble or anything.

Aren't you worth it?

I think I'm gonna
like England.

(BIG BAND MUSIC PLAYING)

How do you intend to
illustrate your thesis?

Well, I want to go to
where the legends originate,

try to find clinical and psychological
reasons for the development.

First, I'm going ghost-hunting on
the moors, write down my impressions.

Be careful. The moors can be
dangerous. Don't go out there alone.

Because I'm a girl?
Because it's dangerous.

Especially for a girl.

I'm a card-carrying member
of the Sierra Club.

I've climbed Half Dome
in Yosemite

and I've gone backpacking with
the grizzlies in Yellowstone.

I'm good at careful.
I'm sure you are.

I just don't think you should
go out there by yourself.

Well, maybe I'll find a
volunteer in class or something.

I'll go with you.

Just check your hormones
at the door, Julian.

Well, we're just delighted

to have such a scholar
join our little family.

It's lovely to have another
young American in the house.

Julian's from Baltimore.
Lan's brother's boy.

He's staying with us while his
father's starting a new job.

Don't soft soap. The
bastard's in the nick.

The nick?
IAN: The pokey. Jail.

The evil twin, the skeleton
in the family closet.

Well, it's an honor, really.

Your son's been
quite an inspiration.

I've read all his books.

It's how I got interested in
mythology in the first place.

You must be very proud.

Oh, we are very proud.

We never believed
our boy would grow up

to be a professor,
of all things.

He was a terrible
student, after all,

and a naughty little boy.

Always reading those
gruesome monster books.

Academic research, Mother.

You still got any?

I never went to university,
and I've done all right.

A nice home

and a damned fine pension check
signed by the Prime Minister.

Dad was in the guards,
you know, guarding the palace.

He looked so handsome
in his bearskin.

Bearskin?

Hat, you know, dear.

And no tourist could ever make
him crack so much as a smile.

Perfect job. He never
laughed in his life.

Millions tried.

And it put a roof
over your bleeding head.

If you'd like me to go on the
dole, just you say the word.

IAN: Dad,
we have a guest.

It's okay.
It reminds me of home.

No wonder you left.
Aunt Elsa!

PARROT: Eat me!

That was a respectable
parrot before you came!

Ha! Ha! Ha!

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

Ah! Is everything
all right?

It's great, perfect!

Here. It's sort
of a welcome gift.

Thank you.

It's inscribed.

Well...

(CHUCKLES)

Oh! What does it say?

(EXCLAIMS)

"With all my best wishes and
highest hopes. Dr. Lan Matheson."

So formal, Doctor.

Well, I'll change
it to Professor.

No, no.
I love it, thank you.

I really do want you to be careful
in your research, Miss Wallace.

That's the point.

Not to be careful.

To really go out there
and get into this stuff,

you know, smash the barrier
between researcher and subject.

Well, that's what
libraries are for.

I know. I know. But I want
to go beyond book knowledge.

I want, I want grass stains on my
bibliography, not reference books.

Like mine, you mean?

No, your books are great.

It's just I wanna dig into it,
you know, not play so dainty.

Dainty?

Make it real
first-person stuff.

Well, good luck.

Oh, I don't mean that your
books aren't fantastic.

They are, really! It's just,
I want to go all the way.

Yes. Well, I'm here to offer you
all the encouragement you need.

Any advice for my endeavor?

A good scientist
excels in three things.

Research, research,
and research.

Just do it
till you prove it.

Thanks. You don't know
how much this all means to me.

Teacher's pet.

Good night, Miss Wallace.

Good night, Dr. Matheson.

Lan.

(WIND HOWLING)

Out on the moors, the
night is filled with sound.

No wonder
unsophisticated minds

conjured up monsters
and demons

from the ghost-like
hoot of the owl,

the banshee wail
of the gusty wind,

the Ionely barking
of a dog...

Cute, dog...

(CRICKETS CHIRPING)

(CHUCKLES)

Even the eerie chirping
of the crickets.

Little bunny.

(SIGHS)

Alone in the elements,
the mind plays tricks on you.

Everything is exaggerated.

(GROWLING)

Woodland animals
become raging beasts.

(SHRIEKS)

But...

After centuries
of ghosts, goblins

and ghoulies,

one fact obviously remains...

The beast is in the mind.

(SCREAMS)

(GASPS)

(SNORTING)

(SCREAMING)

No! No!

No! No!

(SCREAMING)

Here she comes now.

Miss Wallace.

Randi.

It's lan Matheson.

Oh, God.

Is it bad?

IAN: It's quite
nice, actually.

Don't look at me.

Stevens is a good man,
does a good job.

Lan.

This is not what I meant
by research, Miss Wallace.

(PANTING)
Jesus! It bit me!

The teeth!

Calm down. You're
going to be all right.

Everything's
gonna be fine.

It's my fault.

I should never have let you
go out on the moors alone.

How do you feel?

Huh, okay. Not so...

(VOMITING)

IAN: Here you are,
you'll be better in no time.

I used to have a pair
of shoes just like those.

RANDl: What did
you do here?

Mr. Stevens had to
suture some bite wounds.

Don't worry, you'll
play the piano again.

Bites?

Yes, it seems
you came cheek to jowl

with the hound
of the Baskervilles.

It was a dog of some kind,
only, only huge and vicious.

And I was in my tent,
and there was this rabbit

and then this thing just ripped
through and there's teeth...

That's what the
constable's report said.

Apparently, there have been a
number of dog attacks lately.

Well, at least
your wounds were clean,

so there should be
no residual scarring.

You're very lucky,
and very foolish.

Who made that mess
in the lift?

It was me.

Bloody hell.

Yep.

Your reception committee
is awaiting.

Here.

Whoa! Awesome,
like Frankenstein!

Baltimore!

Did the police
do a saliva test?

They always
do a saliva test.

You don't spit test
attack dogs.

Did you ever hear
of men in dog suits?

Just let the young
lady get some rest.

She's been through
quite an ordeal.

Do you realize how many
succulent young girls like you...

Just let her get to her room
and get some rest, thank you.

...get abducted every day
by white slavers?

Beware the wolf in sheep's
clothing, I always say.

IAN: Thank you!

I'll make you
a nice hot cuppa, dear.

Tea and a nice scone,
and you'll be a new girl.

So, was there
much blood?

Julian!
Inquiring minds want to know.

How about a nice banana
and strawberries, dear?

I'm sorry.

Tell your mom
the food was wonderful,

but I just don't want
to experience it twice,

if you know
what I mean.

Quite. I suppose you wish
you'd never left Los Angeles.

Well, if I wanted to
be attacked by animals,

I could always walk down
Hollywood Boulevard.

Well, you're here now

and like it or not,
you're my responsibility.

You are the knight in
shining armor, aren't you?

Yes, but a little prone
to rust, I'm afraid.

I must be off.

You go to sleep,
perchance to dream.

I'll take the sleep, but give me
a rain check on the nightmares.

Good night.

Good night.

(DOOR CLOSES)

I do good work,

and you could do
a Vogue cover.

(CHUCKLING)

Yeah.

Good night.

Good night.

Jesus.

(SIGHS)

(DOG BARKS)

(DOG WHIMPERING)

(DOG WHIMPERING)

(SCREECHING)

What are you guys
doing in here, huh?

Sweet little things.

Shouldn't be in here,
should you?

Poor little guys.

What you doing here?

Big dog.

Jeez, it's hot in here,
isn't it?

(MOANING)

(PANTING)

"Although a healer may run..."

(CHUCKLES)

"Although a healer may run..."

(GROANING)

(SIGHS)

(SCREAMING)

(SNARLING)

(GROWLING)

(GROWLING)

(MONKEY SCREECHING)

(CAT YOWLING)

(GASPS)

(HISSING)

(RATTLING)

(GASPS)

(SIGHS)

(GROWLS)

(SCREAMS)

Wait a minute.

(EXHALING)

It's only a...
It's only a bloody animal.

(SCREAMING)

(ROARS)

(SCREAMS)

(GROWLING)

(PANTING)

(GROWLS)

(SCREAMING)

(GROWLING)

(GLASS SHATTERING)

(GASPS)

Randi.

Randi!

RANDl: I remember this, this dog of
some kind. It was huge and vicious.

IAN: Yes, it seems
you came cheek to jowl

with the hound
of the Baskervilles.

The hound of
the Baskervilles.

Jesus! It bit me.

Calm down.
The teeth.

Don't worry, you're
gonna be all right.

Everything's gonna be fine. It bit me.

Everything's
gonna be fine.

I remember this, this dog,
this, this dog of some sort...

Jesus! It bit me.
It bit me!

Calm down.
The teeth.

Don't worry you're
gonna be all right.

Everything's
gonna be fine.

It was huge and vicious.
It bit me, it bit me.

Everything's
gonna be fine.

Tell me again. If there was no such
large animal housed in this lab,

what was it, Dr. Matheson?

Dr. Matheson?

(SIGHING) Yes?
I'm sorry, Inspector.

It's just that Miss Wallace
was a student of mine.

Was? Her body has
yet to be found.

No body, no murder.

I hope you're
right, Inspector.

But how do you
explain this?

You say you were chased
in here by a large animal.

Now this savage, let's say
dog, you've never seen before.

Now, I believe that.

The paw prints
are quite in evidence.

But,

you tell me.

Do you really think
this animal, this dog,

could remove
Miss Wallace's clothing?

And what was she doing
in here so late at night?

Research.

On what, may I ask?

On mythology.

Disproving
the supernatural.

Disproving it?

Interesting.

(MOANING)

(PANTING)

(GASPS)

Oh, God.

(MOANS)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(CHATTERING)

(GASPS)

Hmm.

I'm not dreaming this, am I?

No, I didn't think so.

Look, I would really appreciate it
if one of you gentlemanly Englishmen

would get me
something to wear.

She's American.

What's your name, love?

Randi...

(LAUGHING)

Look. Please, would you
get me a towel or something?

Well, Miss Randi,

is this what you
were looking for?

Exactly.

I'm doing my thesis on myths
and weird little beasts.

IAN: Yes, I promise,
Inspector. First thing tomorrow.

I'm sure that after
she's had some rest,

she'll be able to remember
things more clearly.

Well, I hope so,
Doctor. Goodbye.

Goodbye, Miss Wallace.
I hope you feel better.

RANDl: Thank you.

(EXHALES)

Randi, tell me,
what do you remember?

I remember chasing you down
the hall and into the closet,

and clawing
on the doors with...

God, lan,
I almost killed you.

Look, I'm still not sure how
you know what happened to me,

but I'm certain
of one thing.

You are not...
What?

A werewolf?

God, if ever I wanted
to believe you, it's now.

Then believe me,
Randi. Please.

The trauma you suffered
on the moors

has obviously caused some
kind of psychogenic reaction.

What are you saying?

That in my altered state,
I destroyed an animal lab,

and then I decided to
march into the library

so I could shove splinters
under my fingernails?

Randi, I think perhaps you
should return to the States.

No way!

I am not taking home
some English curse.

Damn it, I know what happened
last night. It was real.

It happened to me.

And it means that
everything we know is wrong.

Randi, there are
no werewolves.

Prove it.

(CHUCKLES) What are
you trying to say?

I'm saying that
I am not going home.

This disease stays
until I find a cure.

Dr. Matheson!

Lan.

Look, I know this all
can't logically be true.

I know, it...
It makes no sense,

but please,

you've got to help me
find some sort of cure.

You know you can't explain
what happened last night.

So let's...

So let's solve this
thing together.

All right, Miss Wallace.
I'll help you.

And before
the next full moon.

"Therefore, the werewolf
must make a choice,

"either find the creature
that passed on the curse,

"and sever the bloodline

"or take his own life."

IAN: Randi, I want you to go
back with me to that night.

The night of
the full moon.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(MOANING)

(ROARS)

(MOANING)

(SCREAMING)

Did we learn anything?

(SIGHS) Not to
try that again.

(GRUNTING) Randi!

Oh, come on, Randi.

(PANTING)

This bloody basket isn't
getting any lighter, you know.

I'm sorry. It's just that I have to
find the exact spot where I was attacked.

(IAN GRUNTING)

Well, just coming out
on the moors again

should help you

to remember.

Randi, why don't we find somewhere
a little more picturesque?

Come on, there's
a stream back here.

No, no.
Come on.

No. This is
what I want.

Really, I don't mind
eating where I was eaten,

bit or whatever.

I thought I had
a morbid side.

(SIGHS)

Oh, come on. My feet are almost asleep.

You can probably
use the rest.

Now if you stayed still,
I wouldn't have to do this.

(SIGHS) You know,
I guarantee

the university would not agree
with this dangerous little liaison.

I'm just drawing
your picture.

I had a colleague who lost
his job for more than this.

(SHUSHING)

I'm trying to concentrate
on that aquiline nose.

(CHUCKLING)
How much longer?

Ah. Just about
10, 15 minutes.

Well, you can forget it.
Time's up!

(LAUGHS)

Hey, Randi,
where you going?

Come on.
Randi, Randi...

Where are you...
I'm not going up there.

Just follow me,
follow me...

Randi!

Here we are.
Come on. Come on.

You can do it. Yeah!

Wait a minute, now, Randi,
Randi, I hate heights.

Oh, really? All right.
Come on! It's easy!

IAN: You wait
till I get you.

No, get your footage.

There we go.

Randi, were you a mountain
goat in some past life?

(LAUGHING) Yes.

(GRUNTS)

(CHUCKLES)

Oh! Ow!

Are you okay?

I stepped on something.

I must say, love. You are a textbook
case of accident prone, aren't you?

Thanks, love.

Tell me,
is this how you see me?

I draw what I see.

Well, I think there's more of you
on this page than there is of me.

Take a look at this.

It's quite unique,
isn't it?

The detailing is Mid-Eastern.
It's a shame it's broken.

It would be worth
much more intact.

I don't care
what it's worth.

Look how it's been
torn apart.

It's like someone was wearing it
and it exploded off their finger.

Exploded?

What are you
trying to say?

I'm not sure yet.

But it's something tangible.

(SHIVERING)

Let's go.

Come on.

Say for one mad moment
I go along with you.

Say that bloody ring belongs to the
person who's responsible for your attack.

Say it was his dog.
Say it was him.

Randi, the problem you
have is a psychological one.

If you can't get to grips with
that... It is not in my mind.

My God, lan,
I'm terrified.

I killed those
little animals.

I mean, next time, God
knows what I'm gonna kill.

I could kill a person.
I could kill you.

I don't want to be a murderer.
I don't need that karma.

You don't even
believe in karma.

Look, I don't know what
I believe anymore.

You believe in the power
of the logical mind,

in rational thinking.

Huh! Keep talking. Werewolves
make lousy scientists.

God, I think
it's gonna rain.

It'll clear up.
English weather.

What's that?

You don't see many
of those anymore.

That's a traveling
Gypsy carnival.

I'm going over there.

Randi, I don't think
that's a very good idea.

These people can be
dangerous. Randi! Randi!

Come on!
Randi!

What are you after? I
don't know, I don't know.

I'm flying
on instinct here.

Instinct? And what
is it telling you?

That she's the one
we have to talk to.

Oh, bloody hell.

What is it you
seek, my child?

Madame Elena.
My student, Miss Wallace,

believes herself to have
been bitten by a werewolf.

So we need to know if she
is marked by a pentagram,

the sign of the wolf.

Life is not
a monster movie.

Well, take a look at this.

Where did you get this?

RANDl: On the moors.

It belongs to the werewolf
that attacked me, doesn't it?

You must... You must
go now. We are closed.

Talk to me. If you put this
curse on me, then you break it.

I did not put
this curse upon you.

Then who did?

Randi, come on,
I think we can go home.

(STUTTERING)
They're busy.

No, damn it.

You know what I'm talking about.
You know the cure. Now, tell me.

There is no cure.

Only death.

No, there's another way. The bloodline.
You know what I'm talking about.

Randi, please, please.
Let's go. Let's go.

Why won't you
help me?

Grandmother!

(HISSING)
Pitak! Go!

(SCREAMING)

No, no.

Randi! Randi!

It's him.

You idiot,
he's right there.

Randi. Randi. Randi!

I'm gonna get
that bastard.

Randi, we're not going to chase some
crazy kid across the countryside.

There's no time, get in.

Randi, stop this madness.

What is this?
Left-hand shift?

You're joking, now.
Randi! Randi!

Come on.

Come on, lan, let's go.

(HORN HONKING)
Ow!

Pitak!

Randi, this is not
a stagecoach.

(SCREAMING)

Whoa! Randi, this is a vintage car.

(SCREAMING)

RANDl: It's him.
It's him.

IAN: Who?
It's him!

Who's him?

The wolf. The guy
who bit me. It's him.

(RANDI SHOUTS)

(IAN SCREAMING)

Stop! Stop! Stop! Stop!

(SCREAMING)

You have got a bloody
license, haven't you?

Shut up!

(SCREAMING)

(SCREAMING)

(GROWLING)

Get him, lan!

Ouch!

RANDl: Leave me! No! No!

Come on, Randi.
Come on. Let's move!

(GROWLS)

I've got to go see
that Gypsy lady.

(IAN SPEAKS FOREIGN LANGUAGE)

What does that mean?

Gypsy for " gone."

I got a bad
feeling about this.

That it isn't over?

No, it's not.

If I saw what
I think I saw...

You saw it.
And it's for real.

And now you're free?

Tomorrow's the first day
of the rest of my curse.

RANDl: Mmm.
This is delicious.

Well, I guess you finally won
her over to English cooking, Mum.

Mmm.

Come on.

Where are you off to?
We haven't had our pudding.

Randi and I have hours
of research to do tonight.

We'd better go now.

So what's wrong with you?

You going through
the change of life?

(CLEARS THROAT) I guess so.
Too much horseradish. Excuse me.

Good night.

Dad, what do you suppose those
two are up to down in the basement?

Such secrecy these days.

Bet I know.
You're too young to know.

Hmm. I know.

And you're too old.
For anything.

PARROT: I know.

(PANTING)

Hurry, lan.

Don't worry. We won't have
to do this much longer.

Inquiries from the ad
are already coming in.

If werewolves are real, then
everything we know is wrong.

We should soon find
the key to your problem.

Great!

If my students find out that I'm
now trying to prove the occult...

They'll be
proud of you.

Maybe we should
hold a telethon?

No!
Good night, love.

See you in the morning.

All right, lan, what's
this research all about?

Love, Auntie.

Pure animal magnetism.

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