All language subtitles for Die.Reise.nach.Westen.S01E02.German.Dubbed.DL.720p.WEB.x264-BiGiNT_eng

[indistinct chatter]

[Pigsy] Damage from the demon attack
is as follows...

The tavern took a battering.
Six doors to be replaced.

John's Grain and Haberdashery is a mess.

And four monks killed.

Just the monks who copped it?

Well, count that as a blessing.
My charity can only stretch so far.

Now tell me, who is this demon
and what does it want?

-A crown.
-A crown?

Old school.

Whose crown?

I don't know, but I've never seen
a sentinel like this before.

[Locke] I need you to find out
exactly who's behind this

and how much they'll pay for it,
and quickly.

I can't have demon sentinels
waltzing in from the Barren Lands

whenever they feel like it.

You ever seen
frightened people try to work?

I can't have it. I won't have it.

We need to sort this out, my sweets.

Will you do that for me?

Of course.

-What else will you do for me?
-Foot tickle?

You know it.

Hmm. Where am I?

What is this place?

We're just outside the town of Palawa.

The edge of nowhere.

I'll take it from here.

A gift.

-I'm not sure what I should--
-For your monastery.

To thank you for releasing me
and keeping my staff safe.

[whistles and clicks tongue]

Hmm.

[whistles and clicks tongue]

Strange.

Are you summoning your cloud?
We thought it might be a myth.

What are you still doing here?

Uh, well, we have many matters to discuss.

We are now to retrieve
the sacred scrolls and journey west.

You will, uh... You are to protect me
and be my guide.

Says who?

That is why we released you.

"We"?

Who is "we"?

I'm Tripitaka.

Does that name mean anything to you?

No. Never heard of you.

[Tripitaka] Monkey, you must be careful.

There's many who don't want
you back in the world.

Many what? Be more specific.

Many demons. You fought that one,
but there will be more.

-How many?
-A lot.

They rule the world now.

Interesting.

Monkey, I have to tell you something.

You've been trapped in that rock
for quite a long time.

So I gather.

How long?

[clears throat]

Five hundred years.

-[yells] What?
-[birds caw]

[indistinct chatter]

[Tripitaka] I'm sorry, Monkey.
I thought you would know more.

[sighs] What is this?

-[grunts]
-It's your crown.

It's what released you from the stone.

Why won't it come off?

Nice outfit.

[Monkey] Hmm.

You look familiar.

Monks usually beg outside,
so this is novel.

You got money to pay for this?

Of course.

Well, let me know
if you need anything, all right?

For hundreds of years,

the demons have ruled
under a cloud of chaos and confusion,

passing off the legends of the gods
as myth and hearsay.

-Hmm.
-My master, the scholar,

he taught me the truth.
He was part of a resistance movement.

Our mission
was to release you from the stone,

find the sacred scrolls and journey west.

Why? What's there?

Well, I believe
that's where the resistance is based.

But first, we must find the scrolls.

There is great magic
contained within them.

Only with the scrolls can we overcome
the darkness that suppresses us--

Another bowl over here!

I don't understand.

[smacks lips] What?

[sighs] People have given their lives
for this cause,

and you're not even listening to me.

Are you not interested
in saving the world?

I'll do as I please, okay?

Not what others tell me to do.
I only take orders from gods.

And even then,
only if I think it's a good idea.

Please. [sighs]

Wait here. Eat some more.

I will return with answers.

And whatever you do,
try keep a low profile, okay?

What happened?

The demon killed four of our young monks.

The demon that was looking for you.

I'm deeply sorry.

But... perhaps their deaths
were not in vain.

Do you know of the Monkey King?

Trapped by demons for 500 years?

Well... he has been released.

What I mean to say is I have released him.

He's here to restore light to the world.

He gave me this.

You've done what?

[grunts and sighs]

-[straining]
-[man grunts]

[whistling]

[grunting]

[grunts]

Please, accept my apologies.

[scoffs]

[sighs]

[all chuckle]

Apology accepted.

Not the hair.

Never the hair.

[all grunting]

[groans]

[grunting continues]

[slurps] Hmm.

[all grunting]

[screams]

Yes!

My powers have rest--

[all grunting]

Darker one.

[patron] I have information
for Princess Locke.

Thank you, ma'am. I thought you might like
to know there's a demon in the tavern.

He just took out five mercenaries
without even drawing a weapon.

Did he have strange writing on his face?
Was he scary-looking?

Well, no, he wasn't scary-looking at all.

He was...
He was kind of handsome, actually.

Here.

Centuries ago, the Monkey King
killed one of the ancient gods

and stole the sacred scrolls.

It was the gods, not the demons,

that placed Monkey in stone to protect
the world from his furious power.

But the scholar...

He taught me that Monkey
was our only hope to defeat the demons.

-The scholar?
-You knew him?

He was once part of our order,
when we were both much younger men.

He developed some strange ideas.

Went searching for answers
outside of our teaching.

And where is he now?

He's dead.

I... I don't understand.

He taught me so much.

Why didn't he tell me the truth?

Confusion and doubt.

It means you're alive
and luckier than these young people.

Don't waste it on the Monkey King.

[Pigsy] And you have absolutely no idea
of where he's gone now?

[Monica] Well, your guess
is as good as mine.

He ripped this place to pieces,
and just bolted out of here.

Was he with anyone?

[sighs]

No, he was alone.

Well, if you do see or hear anything,
let me know.

Will do, boss.

-[door closes]
-[sighs]

[Tripitaka] Everything I've known,
everything I've been led to believe,

none of it's true.

How can I go forward
when I don't even know what's in the past?

How can I know who to trust?

[boy] Hey, you! What you up to?

Uh, nothing.

They say you shouldn't be
on the streets at night.

There's a demon in town.

Oh, you're from the monastery.
They lock the gates at sunset.

You missed your tea?

-I'm not sure I should--
-Wait a sec.

[footsteps descending]

[door opens]

I couldn't finish my sandwich.
Here you go.

Thank you. That's very kind.

You got a place to sleep?

You could stay at my place.
I could ask my mum.

-I'm Zeek.
-Mmm. I'm Tripitaka.

-[gasps]
-What is it?

-[grunts]
-[Zeek] Ahh!

[Tripitaka panting]

[gasps] Hey!

Zeek! [panting]

[Monkey] Hey, monk boy.

Monkey...

I thought we were keeping a low profile.

I was trying to help a boy.
There was a demon--

Uh-huh.

Not that I expect you to care.

I went to the monastery
hoping to find answers,

and all that I found
was that you were a criminal.

You killed a god,
and you stole the scrolls for yourself.

To every story,
there is more than one telling.

So...

what is your story?

It is yet to be written.

-Where are you going?
-To find an old friend.

-Where are the scrolls?
-Safe!

[Tripitaka screams]

[sighs]

[metal grinding]

Ow.

[Sandy] It was only a little whack.

Could have done it harder,

but taking in your size,
I didn't want to go over the top.

[panting] Where is the boy?

I wasn't chasing a boy.

Oh... [chuckles]

See what he thinks. [sighs]

Well, understandable. Sure.

But here we go.

Stranger arrives,
brings all sorts of trouble.

-Who are you?
-I'm no one.

I'm just a monk.

Really?

You know what I think?

I think you're a liar.

[Monkey clears throat]

[Monica] You again?

-We're shut.
-I need your help.

-Really?
-Hmm.

Well, uh, I need some new chairs,
half a dozen plates and some new shoes.

[sighs]

It's 500 years old.

I saw your altar out the back.

I remember a time when everyone had one.

Well, if you remember those days,
then you must be--

A god. I am.

I need to know where I would find a demon

who specializes in the abduction
of little boys and little boy monks.

Who is this monk to you?

That's what I need to find out.

I'm going to ask you one more time.

Who are you? And why are you here?

[sighs and stammers] I'm an orphan.
I have no family, no home--

You got a name, sad sack?

[breathing heavily] Tripitaka.

What did you just say?

Tripitaka?

[gasps] Tripitaka?

[breathing heavily] You're Tripitaka!

The scholar told me that one day
a monk named Tripitaka would appear,

and I was to help him.

-I was raised by the scholar.
-Of course you were.

He was a visionary. A poet.
An architect of the resistance.

[stammers] I don't understand.
You're a demon.

No demon here. I am a god.

I choose to live like this.

-Do you know why?
-No. Why?

No, that's what I'm asking.
I've entirely forgotten.

But if you're a god,
what about the boy you were chasing?

[sighs] That was no boy.

[Zeek] Oi!

I've been looking for you, Pig-man.

[screams]

[sighs] Oh, that was seriously wrong.

Tell Locke there is good money to be made
for the capture of the Monkey King.

Yep. Righto.

[groans]

It's still good.

Still good.

[Sandy] I've been waiting a long time
for this moment, Tripitaka.

I've written some poems about you.
They're not good or anything,

but they do express
a certain sense of devotion.

So you know of our mission?

To find the sacred scrolls
and journey west.

Shh.

[clattering in the distance]

-[softly] What is it?
-Shh.

[blade scraping]

Second least favorite thing. Company.

[grunts]

[Monkey grunts]

-Monkey, wait!
-Silence, monk, I'm saving your life.

[gasps]

[grunting]

Monkey, please!
You don't know what you're doing!

-Relax, I've done this a million times!
-No!

[Sandy choking]

Your new name will be Tripitaka.

[chanting] Na ninekah alookah
enumbah kudantai calaporeekah.

[Sandy grunting]

[chanting] Na ninekah alookah enumbah
kudantai calaporeekah

-[screaming]
-[chanting continues]

[groaning]

[sighs]

[panting]

What just happened?

I had to stop you from killing her.
I'm sorry.

-[sighs] But she's not a demon.
-[breathing heavily]

Then what is she?

[clattering above]

Uh-oh. Time to move.

Follow me. I can get us out of here.

[sighs]

[Monkey sighs]

You could have told me
that you controlled the crown.

I guess I don't have a choice
in any of this.

Do I?

You already made your choice.
That's why you came back to save me.

[sighs]

Dreadfully exciting, isn't it?

The three of us,
journeying off together into the unknown.

What are we supposed to call you?

Well, it's been a while since
anyone's called me anything but...

"Ew" or, "Get away from me."

But I'm Sandy. My name is Sandy.

There are seven scrolls
hidden in seven different continents.

Without my cloud,
it would take years to retrieve them.

Why don't you try calling it again?

It's been 500 years.
Maybe you're just rusty.

[sighs heavily]

[whistling and clicking tongue]

[thunder rumbling]

Any minute now.

[Pigsy] Ooh! Ahoy there, young travelers.

It's a nasty night for a stroll.

Well, why don't you jump in?
I can take you as far as the next town.

But that's as far as I'll be going tonight
in this weather, I tell ya.

[laughs]

-[Pigsy] There we go.
-[Tripitaka sighs] Thank you.

I've counted those radishes, young man,
so I'll know if you've been nibbling.

Just sit where you can.
Don't mind the vegetables.

Might even see my prized pomegranate.

[chuckles]

Sit tight. This won't take long.

Hee-yah!

[theme music playing]