All language subtitles for The.S03E10.From.Paradise.to.Hell.and.Back.1080p.AMZN.WEB-DL.DDP5.1.H.264-NTG

Previously on "The Outpost"...

So wonderful to
finally meet you.

- I'’m sorry. Who are you?
- I don'’t love her.

No, go back to your
wife, Lord Tobin.

This is not how I imagined
my life to turn out!

You still have enough
men to make a mark.

I think I know how
to find Yavalla.

These people, they'’re
being drawn somewhere.

Into the mountains like
they'’re on a pilgrimage?

No ignition necessary.
Just throw it at Yavalla.

Oh, and chop off her head
whilst you'’re at it.

Hopefully one of these will work

before Zed and his gang figure
out how to kill my mother.

An antidote. We have
to go save my mother!

That'’s the ancient
Blackblood temple.

Hail, Wren, daughter of Yavalla.

Uh...

Your mum'’s got a lot more
friends than she used to.

They aren'’t friends, Munt.
They'’re under her control.

She'’s in there.

Well, this looks
safe, doesn'’t it?

No. But it can'’t be any more dangerous
than it already is out here.

Janzo, that old man,
that looks like...

Captain Orlick. He was
one of the first.

Doesn'’t have much
longer, I imagine.

Wren.

Step inside.

The High Priestess will see you.

Alone.

Janzo and Munt can wait here.

They won'’t be touched.

Wren, we'’re in this together.

It'’s the best hope we
have at saving her.

You take the second one.

Remember, you don'’t have to
inject it all to kill a kinj.

- Daughter.
- Mother.

You have come at last.

I have so longed for
you to be one with us.

You, above all others,

you truly deserve the peace,

the strength of Unity
that only we know.

I don'’t know how much of this is you and
how much of it is the kinj, but I...

It is all me, I can assure you.

I have become what I
was destined to be.

The Bringer of Peace,
as you can see.

- At what cost?
- Cost?

The innocent people you control.

They'’ve lost all ability
to choose for themselves.

Their choice is to be United,

to be devoid of all conflict.

To lose themselves to paradise,

and thereby find themselves
more whole than ever before.

No one chooses this paradise

unless they have a
kinj forced upon them.

No one? I certainly did.

No, you didn'’t know the kinj would
do this before you took it on.

I knew as surely as one
can before experiencing.

Wren, I chose this
for the good of all.

Well, they'’re all dying.

Every living thing dies.

But in Unity, each one
dies on paradise.

And I am made the
stronger for it,

more able to carry
on my mission.

- A mission of death?
- Of life eternal.

If... if I unite with you,
I'’ll die in only weeks.

You'’re willing to
let that happen?

You will be with me forever,

living on in me eternally,

having become one with a god.

What?

Is it not obvious, my daughter?

I am a god.

- Thank you.
- Mm-hmm.

What'’s going on in that
head of yours, Tobin?

- You don'’t want to know.
- I'’ll be the judge of that.

You'’re thinking of her.

I can say, having
finally met Rosmund,

I can certainly see
the attraction.

She'’s beautiful,
charming, well-spoken.

So, tell me, which of
her qualities is it

that you find most appealing?

Please, Falista,
let'’s not do this.

Well, it seems the choice is
between talk of your former lover

or no talk at all, and I'’ve grown
weary of the silence, Tobin.

Sorry. Do you want to
talk about the weather?

Certainly.

It'’s been nothing but unseasonable
gloom since we left Aegisford.

How long should I
expect it to last?

Oh, there'’s a break
in the clouds.

Haven'’t seen that
smile in some time.

You think we may see
some sunshine after all?

Well, there'’s nothing so
changeable as the weather, eh?

- She made me feel useful.
- What?

You asked what I liked
about being with Rosmund.

Being with her gave me purpose.

Made me feel like I was making
my mark on the world, you know?

As you still are.

Now more than ever.

There.

Yavalla'’s following
is a lot bigger.

- It continues to grow.
- Where is she?

Probably in that temple there
where they'’re all facing.

- Gods, it'’s Janzo and Munt.
- What are they doing here?

Are they turned? - I don'’t think
so. They look too uncomfortable.

- I'’m going to help...
- Wait.

They'’re clearly waiting for
someone inside that temple.

So? - We don'’t want to ruin a
plan that might be working.

And what about this scenario
makes you think it can end well?

Janzo'’s there. How many
times have you told me

he'’s the smartest
human you know?

As uncomfortable as he looks,

he'’s making no
attempts to escape.

Must have something
up his sleeve.

Let'’s just give it a moment.

I don'’t like this, Janzo.

Why are they all looking
at us like that?

'’Cause we're outsiders, Munt.
We'’re not part of the hive.

But statistically speaking,
a fair number of them

must have already had their kinjes
split since we'’ve arrived.

No doubt they'’re trying to
pass on their extra one to us.

Yavalla mustn'’t be
allowing them then.

Huh.

Do you suppose it'’s like, you know,
holding it in when you gotta go?

I don'’t know, Munt.
Yes, I suppose so.

Ooh.

Sorry, Captain.

- I hate that feeling.
- Munt.

- I do.
- There is no hate

in the paradise we share.

What'’s taking Wren
so long, Janzo?

She'’s just gotta stick her
mum with that needle, right?

We have to wait for
the right moment.

We might not get
to try this twice.

Oh.

Wren, do you not see?
There is nothing to fear,

nothing to lose, only
eternity to gain.

- I want to believe you, Mother.
- You can believe me.

How could I want anything
but what'’s best for you?

Come to me.

Please. We will be closer
than we have ever been.

You will see.

Oh.

Janzo!

- No!
- Janzo!

- What are you doing?
- I'’m saving you.

I did it. I injected her.

Uh-oh.

Oh, foolish child. You really think an
alchemist remedy is a match for me?

It only works on her
offspring kinj.

- Wren, have you understood nothing?
- I understand enough.

Whatever peace or paradise
this is, it'’s not right.

I want no part of it.

That is unfortunate.

But take comfort, my dear,

your days of disappointing
your mother...

...are at an end.

Wren!

Wren!

Mother, please!

Wren? Wren, your wrist.

- Oh, Mother.
- Daughter.

All is forgiven.

I'’m glad it was with you.

I shared my last gift.

You see, he is still with us.

Yes, I feel his presence.

We were wrong, Janzo.
We were so wrong.

A mind expanding in ways we
never could have imagined.

Not only peace, but knowledge.

Its potential is limitless. You
must experience this for yourself.

No, thank you.

Oh, you don'’t have
to be brave, Janzo.

- No.
- You don'’t have to fight it anymore.

You can be united with more
intelligence and more strength

than you'’ve ever known.

You can be at one with me.

But, Wren, this isn'’t you.

It'’s still me, Janzo.
I'’m still Wren.

He has the other syringe.

He wants to take you
from the United.

Don'’t you see, Janzo?
I want to be here.

Join us.

Munt.

Run, Janzo!

- Wren, you would kill me?
- Of course not.

Drop the syringe, Janzo.

Munt!

This is good, Janzo.

You should try it.

Drop it.

- Janzo!
- Let him go.

He won'’t get far.

Please don'’t kill me! No!

No! Please don'’t kill me!

No. Stop!

Stand back! Stay away!

Stay away! Stay away!

Back! Stand back!

Please, no!

Talon!

- Where'’s Munt?
- He and Wren were infected by Yavalla.

There'’s too many of them!

They'’re not gonna stop
until we'’re infected.

Let'’s go!

Keep going! I'’ll be
right behind you!

Zed, what are you doing?

My incendiary device.

Let'’s go.

I think we lost them.

There'’s Yavalla's
eye in the sky.

We have to hide or she'’ll
just keep sending more.

Over here.

Talon?

So, what now?

A new wall built half a
league from the main,

would incorporate over
330 acres of farmland

currently abandoned
because of the epidemic.

And that would allow us to replenish our
food stores under Outpost protection.

A new wall? Isn'’t that
a massive undertaking?

- Yes, it is.
- Do we have the resources?

Well, we can use the rocks from the quarry
the Blackbloods forced us to reopen.

And do our people
have strength of will

after everything
they'’ve been through?

Most of them are skin and bone,
their spirits threadbare.

It'’s times like these people long
for a purpose more than ever.

I'’m impressed. We'’ll
draw up plans immediately.

Garret, thank you for your help.

Especially since I didn'’t
ask for any of this.

It'’s all right. I mean, I should be
fighting alongside Talon and Zed,

but since I can'’t, I decided to
focus on being a help to you.

Well, your contribution
is much appreciated.

And what about you?

How are you faring?

I'’m fine.

Gwynn, you'’ve been through
a lot the past few weeks.

Used by the Priestess,
literally killed

and brought back to
life, and then...

Losing Tobin. Yes.

It'’ll make for a rather
riveting diary entry, won'’t it?

You know, the strangest thing of all
is how much I found myself missing it.

It'’s not strange. You
were betrothed to him.

No, not Tobin.

The United.

I can'’t explain it. It really
was a kind of paradise.

Gwynn, it... it would
have killed you.

I know.

I knew it at the time and
still wouldn'’t have left it

had I been given the chance.

It'’s a frightening
thought, isn'’t it?

Yes.

Well, I know what it'’s like

to be lost in something
that is insidious

- and intoxicating.
- Oh, Garret.

I never thought I'’d be
able to fully forgive you

after what you did under the
Prime Order'’s control.

But now I'’ve experienced something
similar myself, I... I feel...

You don'’t have to say any more.

I understand.

Gwynn, I'’m... I'’m
with Talon now.

I know.

I just wanted a hug
from an old friend.

I am happy for you and Talon.

There'’s no two people
I'’d rather see happy.

Forgive me, Your Majesty,

but Lord Tobin has
returned with his army.

They'’ve brought
food from Aegisford.

People of Gallwood Outpost,

though my beloved home has
been taken by the infected,

my army was able to successfully
raid the Aegisford store houses,

securing a bulk of their
reserves for you.

Your days of
starvation are past.

May Gallwood Outpost forever
stand as a refuge of hope

against the outside world!

Why in the gods did
you and Wren think

it was a good idea to take
on Yavalla yourselves?

We found some long-extinct Ficter'’s sap
left behind on the map from the meld box.

Turned out to rid one of her followers at the
Outpost of his kinj without killing him,

so we thought it was a way to
stop Yavalla without killing her.

Even if the chance was slim,

I couldn'’t begrudge
my Wren trying.

I gather it didn'’t work?

Unfortunately not.

It seems it only works
on her followers,

not Yavalla'’s original kinj.

Like Zed'’s kinj does.

Talon.

We have to go back
for Wren and Munt.

Wren and Munt are gone.

Only hope of saving them now
is burning Yavalla to an ash.

I'’m sorry, are we forgetting
something, Mister Fire-happy? Huh?

How about the part where I already
made you an incendiary device,

and then you just went
off and wasted it again?

Oh, yes. To save your life.
You'’re welcome.

Yes, and it was quite an essential
part of your plan, wasn'’t it,

seeing as stabbing a woman through
the heart has proven ineffectual?

What'’s your plan
of action now, huh?

Can'’t you just make
us another one?

Make another one? Make another
incendiary device out here?

Sure, sure. What do
you want me to do?

Just... just pyrolize some
willow branches, do you?

Or make a clay pot? I know.
How about I just go and...

go and boil down some of the salt
from the hot springs we passed?

Or how about I just fractionate

some of this bat guano that
we'’re sitting in, huh?

Can you actually do that?

My genius even surprises
me sometimes.

It'’s really quite bloody
simple, isn'’t it?

All I have to do is
just grind it all up

to a two-three-fifteen
weight ratio

and then insert a fuse
made out of tree bark

and lace it with fruit sugar.

I don'’t understand
why you'’re so upset.

We risked life and limb and more
than a few close calls with infected

to bring food to your
starving subjects.

Rosmund, I did this for you.

For me?

Or for your and
Falista'’s own glory?

- What?
- You left with an army,

an army that was pledged to me,

with no word of an explanation.

Your return was
equally unannounced,

making me look like a
desperate and ignorant leader

fortunate enough to have
such bold and mighty allies

like the Baron and Baroness.

Clearly, Falista'’s
positioned you and herself

are the great saviors
of this Outpost.

Rosmund, you'’re being paranoid.

I don'’t think I am.

Look, Tobin, in the
last few weeks,

you and I have both gone to
paradise and hell and back.

I don'’t know about you, but it'’s
left me with no patience for games.

All I crave is plain speaking
and the actions to back it up,

though something tells me I'’m lecturing
the wrong half of your Barony about this.

Please, stop bringing
Falista into this.

I'’m not the one that
brought her into this.

Rosmund, you want plain-speaking?
Here it is.

I love you.

I am loyal to you and only you.

I want nothing more than
your happiness and safety.

In return for your
provisions, Lord Aegisford,

I'’d like to give you a gift.

Your wife should have
your mother'’s ring.

Please give it to
her with my thanks.

I trust you can
see yourself out.

There is a common
enemy out there.

Yavalla will enslave us all
and send us to an early grave

if we do not learn how
to stand together.

I need every able-bodied,
uninfected man we can get.

How did they bring
Rosmund back from death?

She'’s the woman that
you used to call Two.

Look at her.

Captive. Just an ordinary woman.
She is not a god.

I shall keep an eye
out on this Two.

She may prove useful.

Thank you for seeing
me, Your Majesty.

Did you like the ring?

Ring?

Never mind.

I wanted to thank you personally

for your efforts on
behalf of my people.

It'’s Lord Tobin who
deserves your thanks.

I was merely along for the ride.

Well, I doubt that.

My adopted father once told me

that a good man
aspiring to be great

must choose his wife carefully.

Lord Tobin'’s clearly
done that with you.

Well, I'’m glad you and I both see
Lord Tobin the same way... a good man.

Which is why the request I'’ve come to
make shouldn't be too difficult for you.

Yes?

I understand your Chief
Advisor was killed

during the Prime Order
attack on the Outpost.

That'’s correct. She was an
uncommonly shrewd woman.

My condolences. And she
hasn'’t yet been replaced?

- No.
- Well...

I'’m sure both you and I
agree that Lord Tobin

would be the obvious
choice for the job.

- Baroness...
- Please, call me Falista.

I don'’t think
that'’s a good idea.

Appointing Lord Tobin
as Chief Advisor

or calling me by my given name?

- Neither. Both.
- Why, Your Majesty?

He has proven himself
on the battlefield

and he has shown his loyalty
to you in countless ways.

- Do you not trust him?
- Oh, I trust him completely.

- Then what is it then?
- To be quite frank, Baroness, it'’s you.

- Me?
- Why are you doing this for him?

Is it not so you can
have more influence?

Strengthen your
connection to royalty?

Oh, are you not
aware, Your Majesty?

- I am royal myself.
- Oh?

My father'’s great-uncle's
cousin was Kelton the Green,

nephew to Rayner of Ostrib,

whose great-grandson was
Ranulf, your father.

So, you and I are cousins
in one way or another.

Fascinating.

I'’ve had it all documented by
the chronologists, of course.

- Well, I'’m sure you do.
- It'’s not as if I go around

making a point of
it to everyone.

No, just those you
wish to threaten.

Not at all, Your Majesty.

I love Tobin. I want
him to be happy.

And he is happiest when he
has an important job to do.

Besides, I would have thought

you'’d have been
above such pettiness

and would choose the
right man for the job.

- Pettiness?
- Yes.

You can'’t handle the
man you still love

working long hours
in close quarters

knowing you can'’t have him.

Knowing he'’s married to me.

Honestly, I can'’t understand
why you would want that,

given we both know which
of us the man prefers.

- Ow! What was that?
- You all right?

- Well, what do you mean?
- The pain. That... that was unbearable.

Thank you for the
wine, Your Majesty.

I do hope you give my request
the consideration it deserves.

There.

Finished.

So we'’re going to burn Yavalla
to death with a pumpkin?

Will it work as
well as the others?

Can'’t guarantee
that, can I, Zed?

One has a laboratory full of carefully
curated tools and supplies for a reason.

However, being the
Janzo that I am,

yes, it should supply no shortage
of flame and heat for us.

Good work, Janzo.

You'’re welcome?

In addition to screening
the new arrivals,

we'’re also inspecting
the residents.

And since Janzo discovered
Yavalla'’s use of livestock,

we'’re inspecting the
animals as well.

We'’re taking measures to
control the rodent population,

and we even have a team
watching for birds.

That'’s very good.

I suspect the longer the Outpost
remains free of the United,

the more of a target
it'’ll become.

Pray that Zed and Talon are
successful on their mission.

You sound doubtful.

Well, Yavalla grows stronger with
every mind that'’s added to hers.

By now she could be
truly unstoppable.

I didn'’t mean to make
you worry for Talon.

No, no. If anyone can stop the
unstoppable, it'’s... it's Talon.

I just... I just wish I was out
there with her, that'’s all.

Well, she'’ll find a way.
She always does.

- Yeah.
- And for now it'’s useful having you here.

Get off of me!

Rosmund, back from the dead.

Back from the dead.

You cannot escape your destiny.

You will rejoin me before long.

I should never have let you get
that close to the uninspected.

Are you sure you'’re all right?

Yes. Thanks to
your quick action.

It sickens me, having to
kill them every time.

They'’re innocent.

Garret, I need to appoint
a new Chief Advisor.

What do you think of
Tobin for the job?

He'’s loyal, a natural leader.

I think he'’s an
excellent choice.

Yes, he is.

But he'’s also your
former betrothed.

I don'’t want my personal
feelings getting in the way

of any important decisions
in either direction.

Sometimes what'’s best
for you personally

is what'’s best for the Realm.

Good night, my daughter.

Now'’s our chance.

Stay here.

We'’ll get you when it'’s safe.

Talon, Zed, I missed you.

Welcome back.

Ugh. Your need for
conflict appears endless.

When will you stop fighting,

embrace the peace we
are all meant for?

The peace you offer is death.

So we brought you some
peace of our own.

Oh, Zed.

Have you not learned?

Your weapons are
ineffective on me.

We'’ll see about that.

Enjoy paradise, Priestess.

It looks like they'’ve lost
their connection to her.

- Cut off her head!
- I can'’t see her head.

Aim it high!

- You think it worked?
- It had to.

You came back?

Yes.

I'’m ready to join
you in the United.

No, you'’re not. You still
think I need saving.

What do you mean?

Is that the syringe of Ficter'’s
sap in you hand or not?

You mean too much to me, Wren.

- How can I not want to save you?
- Save me from what, Janzo?

Enlightenment?

I want to be with you, but
you must join me here.

Then if that'’s the only way
to be with you, I'’ll do it.

Really?

Really.

I'’m so happy you'’re
choosing this, Janzo.

- Hmm.
- You won'’t regret it.

Janzo?

- Janzo?
- The syringe you destroyed

was the empty one that
you used on Yavalla.

I just filled it back up with
mashed berries and pine sap.

- Janzo?
- Wren?

Oh.

- You'’re you again?
- Mm-hmm.

Mm, mm.

We'’ve got to go.

Munt? Munt, I had
to choose Wren.

I promise we'’ll save you.

- Did it work?
- I think so.

- Is she...
- The Ficter'’s sap worked.

Gods above.

You cannot kill a god.

They refuse to unite
with us in paradise.

Kill them all.

Defend our Unity.

Kill the deniers.

Here we go.

Munt.

- Don'’t make me kill you.
- Munt!

This way! This way!
There'’s a back way out!

Come on.

Munt.

I'’m sorry, brother.

I'’ll keep to my
word, I promise!

It'’s in times like these when
even the smallest of measures

can mean the difference between
salvation and extinction.

It'’s more important than
ever that as your queen,

I have a trusted
advisor by my side.

A bold military leader
in his own right,

selfless and loyal,

I am confident that
he will lead us

from the mere
salvation of survival

to a bastion of
strength and defiance

against the forces that
threaten our world.

I present to you my
new Chief Advisor...

Captain Garret Spears.

I'’m sorry, Tobin. You'’re
ten times the man he is.

Who is Spears anyway?
No lineage, no title.

Seems being Rosmund'’s childhood
sweetheart was his top qualification.

Spears is more than qualified.

- He'’s a good man.
- And you'’re an even better one.

- You deserved that position.
- Rosmund owes me nothing.

I serve at her command.

Maybe if you talk to
Spears himself...

Enough!

Stop fixing this!
Stop handling me!

I took this sort of
manipulation from Gertrusha

from when I was a kid to
I'’d long past outgrown it.

And then I had that Blackblood,

that witch, in my head

controlling my every move.

Falista, I'’m not sure how
much more I can take.

I'’m sorry.

I wasn'’t trying
to be controlling.

I just... I just want
what'’s best for you.

I know.

And I'’m sorry I shouted.

But if I'’m to make my
mark in this world,

it can'’t be by
your hand, Falista.

It has to be on my own terms.

The traitors have severed
my daughter from our Unity.

They have stolen her away.

They have tried once
more to kill your god.

As you have seen,

I cannot die.

Gallwood Outpost is now the greatest
threat to peace in our world.

We must prepare to show them

the power of the United.

Yavalla, praised be she.