All language subtitles for The.Winter.King.S01E06.1080p.WEB.h264-EDITH_track3_[eng]

I kept my end.
Bastard.

[Arthur] Return this man
to captivity.

This humiliation
of my nephew serves no purpose.

I will spare his life.
Nothing more.

[Arthur] The Saxons are
massing in earnest.

-They're coming for us.
-If you want to build

trust between us,
releasing my nephew Gundleus

would be a first step
on our path.

[Arthur] He's a Saxon spy.

[screaming, groaning]

-What did he say?
-"Aelle, Aelle.

He will kill you all."

[Morgan] Where's Nimue?

[Merlin] Following her own path.

[Nimue] I cannot
bear his child.

[Merlin] You could've
killed yourself.

[Bedwin] Prince Tristan.
Welcome.

[Tristan] There will
be blood between my kingdom

and yours,
unless I receive justice.

But did you see the man
who killed your family?

He wore a string
of warrior rings.

You are a coward!

This ain't your quarrel, Arthur.

[Arthur] Sacred sword

passed down the generations.

She said it would call out
to its rightful owner,

-like a beacon.
-[battle-cry]

[both grunting]

[thunder rumbling]

[elegiac music]

[exhales]

[exhales]

[thunder rumbling]

Before the eyes
of Caer Cadarn,

and before the Gods,

I anoint you

Dumnonia's ruler
and Britain's defender!

[cheers]

Show me.

Just an old sword I found
at my mother's forge.

Mm.

Typical of Igraine
to hide it in plain sight.

This has many names.

Caledfwlch,

Cadalchog,

Excalibur.

What's known for sure is
that it was forged

in the Otherworld
by Gobannus...

the God of smithcraft.

I know who Gobannus is.

But really, there is
no mystery to this blade.

I found it in Ireland.

Won it off a druid
in a dream contest.

You gave this sword
to my mother?

Why didn't she tell me?

She feared for you.

She didn't put it past Uther
to accuse you of treason.

We agreed, together,
it was for the best.

[sighing] Sometimes I wish
you hadn't meddled

in my childhood, Merlin.

I didn't meddle,
I helped raise you

with her blessing.

You encouraged her
to keep secrets from me.

Anyhow,
it's as it should be.

You've found Excalibur
for yourself.

When the sword's wearer
is in trouble,

Gobannus will leave
the Otherworld

and come to his help.

You fought with
such strength and certainty

against Owain today
because you held

this sword in your hand.

This sword...

[sighing]

...did not kill Owain.

I killed Owain.

I have to live with that.

Why won't you accept
you are not alone?

If you are
to save Britain,

and I believe
you're the only person who can,

you need to look
around you.

You have friends,
seen and unseen.

I am grateful for all
you've done for me, Merlin,

and for the faith
that you have in me.

I will try to bring peace
to this isle

and happiness to its people.

But I will do it my way.

[dramatic music]

[mewing]

Why can't you pick it up
and take it to the child?

Because it's not tame yet.

[mewing]

[Derfel clicks tongue]

[chuckle]

That's new.

It wouldn't let me
do that yesterday.

As if we don't have
enough things to worry about.

Sarlinna has no family.

-Come here. Come here.
-[mewing]

The least I can do is
give her a kitten.

Owain might have made mistakes,
but he was a good man.

And he was good to us.

You had a bright future.

Now...

I feel better...

lighter... now,

than when I was Owain's man.

We have to eat.

Have you asked Arthur
if he can help us?

I could never ask him.

You broke your oath
to Lord Owain.

You told Arthur
about the mine.

-No, I did not.
-Don't you lie to me.

I didn't!

Aah!

Your luck has
run out now, boy!

-It wasn't me!
-[overlapping shouting]

Raince Ap Annan!

Yes...

your name is
on that Curse Tablet.

All of your names
are on it.

Your deaths are
in my hand.

Your lives are mine.

And your souls.

Get down.

Get down on your belly.

On your belly!

You must swear an oath...

never to harm Derfel.

And if you don't,

then Igraine
will crush your bones

and take you with her

to the dark Otherworld,

where you will stay
forevermore.

[grunting]

You will never find
new bodies on this green earth.

I, I, I, I swear,
I swear!

I need to hear it
from all of you.

[men] I swear.
I swear. I swear.

Go! Run!

While you still have
a head on your body.

If you dare look back...

How did you know
they'd come for us?

I've been watching them
since Owain's death.

It was obvious
they'd try something.

You might have saved Derfel,

but there is nothing
to stop them coming for me.

[Arthur] My father always met
with the Kings of Britain

in the Great Hall.

But it was from this room
that he ran the country.

Choose any place at the table;
we're all equal here.

You say we're all equal,
but you're not a king.

As your name,
Arthur Ap Neb, tells us,

you are of no one.

It's true.

That honor is my brother's.

[Gorfydd]
Who's still a baby.

Merlin has declared you
Dumnonia's ruler.

-The Gods have declared it.
-Ah, yes, of course,

you speak for the Gods.

When Uther was alive,

he named three men
to be protectors of his son.

My nephew,
King Gundleus,

Owain, and Bishop Bedwin.

You've imprisoned Gundleus,

you've killed Ow--

oh...

if I was you, Bishop,
I'd be very careful.

I have the greatest faith
in Arthur, My Lord.

It's an honor,
a privilege, to serve him.

[Tristan] I won't miss Owain.

He slaughtered my people
at the tin mine.

And Gundleus murdered
Queen Norwenna.

Yes, yes, all true,
but it doesn't change

my question.

What are your intentions?

While my brother grows...

someone must
take responsibility

for governing Dumnonia.

I will be that person.

But I swear to you all now,

I will use the power given
to me for one end only...

to see Mordred
take his kingdom

when he comes of age.

We'll hold you to that.

I expect nothing less.

Although there may
not be a kingdom

for my brother to inherit.

I've brought us together
to discuss the Saxons.

They've already taken
Calleva and Durobrivis.

They're pushing
through the eastern boundaries,

not just of Dumnonia,

but of Gwent, and Elmet.

[distant voices]

[Derfel] Lunete.

Father always wished
for us to be together.

When he was gone...

it felt right
to be with you.

-But now...
-Don't worry about Nimue.

Okay? And I will make sure

that Raince and his men
don't hurt you.

I want a nice life.

A pretty place to live
and children.

Is that so bad?

No.

It's what most people want.

My path is to be a warrior.

To be Arthur's warrior.

Arthur doesn't allow women
to travel with his men.

But they always come home

to their wives and children,

and they have
stories to tell.

I'd prefer a husband
by my side.

I'm sorry, Derfel...

but Father was wrong
about us.

We're not meant to be together.

[Tewdric] I've had to double
my men on the borders.

There are
more Saxon encampments

than ever before.

[Arthur]
We caught a Saxon spy

who spoke
of a new leader: Aelle.

He's gathering information
and using that information

to advance in the east.

Kernow is not at risk.

[Arthur] If Dumnonia fell,
the Saxons would be in Kernow

in three days.

And of course,
it is the same with Isca.

So, what do you suggest?

An alliance,

between Dumnonia,

Powys,

Gwent, and Kernow.

Blood of each other's blood.

An attack on any one of us
is an attack on us all.

I'll put my name to it.

[Tristan] So will I.

You've shown yourself
a friend to Kernow.

-[Arthur] King Gorfydd.
-Mm?

Oh, the Saxons raid us,
but we keep them in their place.

Ratae is your only town

-really holding them back.
-Ratae won't fall.

That's what King Ban of Gaul
said of Ynys Trebes.

-Ynys Trebes still holds.
-[Arthur] Not for long.

I've been there.

The Franks surround it,

deprive it
of food and water.

It shrivels like
a dried apple in their hands.

The Gauls suffer,
they die.

The Franks grow stronger,
they surge across the sea.

Wave upon wave of them come.

Just like the Saxons.

Powys is allied with Siluria.

But...

my nephew, Gundleus,
is your prisoner.

If Gundleus were to join
our alliance,

we would consider a pardon.

We can't submit to Dumnonia.

-There would be no submission.
-That's what your father said,

yet he ruled
by power and fear.

We would make
decisions together.

A Council of Kings,

like we are now,
around this table.

Dumnonia and Powys have been
at odds for too long.

I'll prove my goodwill to you.

You have a daughter.

The "Star of Powys,"
people call her.

She is a shining star,
my Ceinwyn.

What of her?

Let us be joined
in marriage.

[dramatic music]

[soft chatter]

Saddle the horses.

Pack food bags.
And some wine.

You're not even ready.

We're missing
the best of the day.

What's happened?

A messenger came...

from my father.

Leave us.

I'm to be married.

What?

I know.

It's come out of nowhere.

It's not to Gundleus,
is it?

[sighing]
Then who?

Arthur Ap Neb.

When Father went south,

did he tell you
anything about this?

He's always promised
I'd get to choose my husband.

And I've always warned you
not to believe him.

Arthur's not even
a Tribe King, he's a...

Bastard.
[laughs]

You know
that doesn't matter.

It's what the man is,
who he is.

But we don't know him.

We've never met him.

I have no idea
what he even looks like.

Why would Father
promise me to him?

He has no title,
no lands.

He must have something.

Did the messenger say
anything else?

Something about
an alliance

between Powys
and Dumnonia.

Your father would never ally
with Dumnonia.

It doesn't make sense.
None of it does.

Perhaps Arthur
persuaded him.

He saw off Gundleus,

enticed your father
to Caer Cadarn.

I don't wanna marry.

It'll change everything.

This could be a good union.

You have more status
than Arthur.

He needs you,
and it's important to be needed.

You can state your terms
and set your rules.

I can't even begin
to do any of that.

You're stronger than you think.

[Gorfydd]
There's a tradition in Powys.

A man wears
a lock of his lover's hair

woven around his neck.

This was Ceinwyn's mother's.

She passed on
to the Otherworld

when Ceinwyn was a child.

You must both miss her.

My daughter is
everything to me now.

I won't let her down.

[Lanval] Marriage
to an unknown princess.

Why is he doing this?

He believes
it's right for Britain.

But is it right for him?

He has to marry someday.

Might as well be
Princess Ceinwyn as anyone else.

He said that to you?

-That's what he believes.
-Mm.

I just hope he's thought it
through, that's all.

[soft wind blowing]

[ominous music]

[panting]

[cawing]

[Merlin]
Horn of Bran.

[birds tweeting]

You're searching
for the treasures

because you think
you need to appease the Gods.

It's about time
I journeyed north anyway.

Haven't been
to the wilderness in years.

Stingy Bran,
they used to call him.

Isn't the Horn of Bran the most
difficult treasure to find?

But if I do,
the rest will come.

By themselves,
they're nothing,

but place this
with the other 12 treasures,

and they'll give us back
the power to reclaim Britain.

We'll have the Gods
hopping like frogs.

[laughing]

-[sighing]
-And we'll need their power.

Excalibur's in Arthur's hand.

Excalibur?

He killed Owain
with that sacred blade.

So the Gods are with him.

They always have been.

I must try
to forgive him, then.

You must.

Although he still refuses
to accept his destiny.

He could have become
King of Britain.

Is it true that
he pardoned Gundleus?

If I'm not back by winter,

celebrate the solstice.

It was a blessed day

when the Gods
brought you to me.

Here.

-Thank you.
-[horse neighing]

How are you, Nimue?

If you're looking for Merlin,
he's already gone.

-Where?
-Beyond Strathclota,

to the wilderness
in the north.

He didn't tell me.

He is searching
for the Horn of Bran.

I'd like to have
wished him luck.

What's happening here?

We're repairing the vats.

Who's in charge?

Me.

Good for you.

Is Derfel here?

Mm.

He's been laying low,

since most of Caer Cadarn
think he's an oath breaker.

I've given Owain's men to Kernow
as part of the Sarhaed.

But you're making peace
with old enemies.

King Gorfydd is
Gundleus's uncle.

I need Gorfydd.

He recognizes
we have to unite the isle,

so I had to pardon
Gundleus, Nimue.

I will kill him one day.

I've never doubted it.

But not yet.

Derfel!

[Derfel] Lord.

You told me once
you wanted to serve me.

-Is that still true?
-Yes.

And you're sure you know
what that means?

The sacrifices
you'll have to make?

I do.

Then that settles it.
You're to be my man.

You won't regret it.

I will lay down my life for you.

For now, you just have
to travel to Powys with me.

Travel safe, Derfel.

[spirited music]

[sighing]
Derfel.

-You feel strong?
-Yeah.

Sag, what do you think?

Not bad, huh?

-Not bad.
-[laughing]

[laughing]

[all laughing]

I am the death pit boy.

[laughter]

You move, you die.

[laughter]

[Lunete] You look different.

I thought you'd gone
to your sister.

I leave tomorrow...

like you.

Father's. I found it
at our old hut at Avalon.

Are you sure?

He would have
wanted you to have it.

I'll call it Hywelbane.

After him.

It's cold
where we're going.

You'll need these.

Why is Sansum
going with you?

So he can't cause
any trouble for you.

He can practice
his sermons

on any Christians
he finds in Powys.

[laughing]

Marry my brother.

Bring him
and his bride back to us.

I will.

Make sure
you come back safe too.

[Arthur] Bishop!

My Lord.

Good luck.

I wish you were coming.

Oh, how hard can
marriage be?

While you're sighing
over lovers' rings,

Sagramor and I will be
defending the Edling King.

Lord Sag.

I still can't get used
to the title.

You're Dumnonia's
new champion.

Comes with the role.

[Arthur] As is
enlisting new warriors.

I hope to return
to Dumnonia's army

-tripled in size, Lord Sag.
-[horse neighing]

I'm happy you've joined us.

For my freedom,
it was worth it.

And I'm glad to see
you're by your lord's side.

Our alliance requires trust.

On both sides.

What's he doing here?

He's one of my men.

He was lucky not to die
under my hand at Avalon.

[Arthur] Sheathe your sword,
King Gundleus.

My nephew's temper
is ragged,

he's been locked up too long.
[chuckling]

But he understands
that we travel in peace.

As does my man.
Don't you, Derfel?

Yes, My Lord.

[laughing]

Well, I wouldn't
blunt my sword

on this Saxon cur anyway.

[Arthur] We carry
no shields or spears.

We travel to Powys
as friends.

[neighing]

[majestic music]

The mountains of Tryfann.

We're entering Powys.

[birds tweeting]

We'll rest here tonight,

then tomorrow make the climb
for Caer Dolforwyn.

[nickering]

To... To ward off the cold.

Can I?

Mm.

I've only ever
been to Powys once.

Merlin wanted hawkweed;
sent Owain and me.

[chuckling]

You miss him.

I miss the boy that he was,
not the man that he became.

He'd cheer us up,
it's true.

He'd tell me
that I was a fool...

sleeping on open ground
with our enemies.

I'm sure you've
weighed up the risks.

I've always found Gorfydd's bark
worse than his bite.

Mm.

But your father
never paid him

the respect
he felt was his due.

Dumnonia suffered for it.

Marriage to Princess Ceinwyn
will change all that.

You ever loved a woman, Arthur?

I've been fighting
King Ban's wars, so...

I haven't met a great many.

How about you?

There's someone...

I could imagine
as a life companion.

Do I know her?

You were brought up
beside her.

My sister?

Mm.
[soft chuckle]

She'd never have me.

Have you asked her?

No...

there's never been
a good time.

Well...

but now
you're to be married.

A young queen
at Caer Cadarn.

She won't be a queen.

I'm the protector of
the young king, nothing more.

I know, but...

what... what I mean is...

...there'll be women
at Caer Cadarn.

Everything will change.

[soft chatter]

[grunts]

Rest well, my friend.

[soft music]

[horse neighing]

[nickering]

[nickering]

-[owl screeching]
-[panicked neighing]

Keep away.

You're scaring him more.

Whoa, whoa, whoa,
whoa, whoa.

Shh, shh, shh there.

Shh-shh-shh-shh, shh, shh.

Are you all right, my lady?

The horse didn't scare you?

The owl spooked
poor Felten,

that's all.

And you didn't help,
appearing out of nowhere.

I'm very sorry.

What are you doing out here?

I could ask you
the same question.

Some fool left a bucket
in my horse's stable,

and he cut himself.

If you're a stranger
to our land,

you may not know
the superstition.

The lady of the lake.

They say she heals
sick animals.

It's an old story,
but a good excuse

for a night-time ride.

Well, it's not
looking any worse.

You're one of Arthur's men.

I am.

So he's already
in the country.

Is he the great warlord
everyone says he is?

Mm. I think so.

But I would.

I've heard
he's never lost a battle.

Not when I was there.

What's his secret?

You'll have to ask him.

His idea of an alliance
between the British Kingdoms

is inspired,
if he can make it work.

What are the obstacles
he might come up against?

Here we fear the Irish
more than the Saxon.

They raid our coastlines,
take our land,

cover their shields
in blood,

and yell like mad things.

They don't have methods
and systems

like the Saxons, though.

You're interested in war?

My family lost our lands
to Diwrnach,

an Irish lord.

I'm sorry.

If I was a man,
I'd win them back.

As it is, I have to try
and persuade King Gorfydd

to do it for me.

Are you surprised
he's agreed to marry

his daughter to Arthur?

He's a tactician.

He'll be thinking
four steps ahead.

It could be worse for her.
Arthur's at least young,

and they say he's handsome.

[laughing]

You are Arthur!

-I am.
-How dare you trick me!

-You made a fool of me!
-No--

-It was dishonorable of you.
-Don't go.

[nickering]

I came to this lake
for a reason.

I lost my best friend,
I killed him.

And whenever
I close my eyes,

I see his face.

What happened?

He stole.

And he killed
the people that he stole from.

Then he lied about it.

To you?

Yes.

Then he wasn't
your best friend,

and you must know that
in your heart.

It doesn't stop me
from thinking about him.

He died in my arms.

Imagine,

if you hadn't killed him,

because you couldn't do it,

how would you be
feeling now?

Compromised.

I don't know you,
Arthur Ap Neb,

but it seems to me
you're not a man

to live with compromise.

Who are you?

I'm not someone who matters.

[nickering]

Where can I find you?

[Lanval] Arthur!

Where have you been?

I... went for a walk.

I have been looking
everywhere for you.

I thought they'd taken you.

Hey, you know,
if anything happens to you,

Saggy would never forgive me.

Well, we can't have that.

Birds that fly together
in the midday sun.

A good omen
for what's to come.

[man] Open the gates!

[thudding]

Well, Derfel,
what do you think?

-It's different to Caer Cadarn.
-Heh.

Arthur and his men

come to us in peace.

They are our guests.

Take his banner.

Put it next
to the Eagle of Powys.

[softly]
Fifty-two...

At least he's young.

And handsome.

What if I don't...
if he doesn't like me?

He's lucky to be
getting betrothed to you.

You're Princess Ceinwyn
of Powys.

Every king in Britain
wants to wed you.

Where are the rest of the men?

They're setting up camp,
just outside the walls.

One of us will be here

each night
to guard your room.

Gorfydd was clear.
We come in peace.

My Lord Arthur,

I always come in peace.
[laughing]

Still, best
to take precautions.

-Mm?
-Mm.

[soft whispers]

Very nice,
very handsome, huh?

You look good,
My Lord.

Tonight is just the betrothal,
is that right, Bedwin?

Yes. We must wait
for the moon to wax

before Arthur and Ceinwyn can
exchange their rings

-and be officially wed.
-Ahh.

Are you not well,
My Lord?

It's the smell of the incense.

Derfel.

You must present this
to Princess Ceinwyn.

Me?

My friend must give
the bride-to-be

her betrothal gift.
Tradition.

[laughs]
So, the death pit boy's

your friend now.
That's very nice.

Princess Ceinwyn is
very young.

Same age as you, Derfel.

Might make her feel
at ease.

[footsteps]

-Yes?
-Yes.

Your mother would be
proud of you.

You've made me who I am.

Are you proud of me?

Very.

This won't change
anything between us.

You'll share your secrets
with your husband,

and he'll share his with you.

You're the person
who knows me best in the world,

and it will stay that way.

I'll find your father.

[door opening]

-[knocking on door]
-[door opening]

She's ready.

-How is she?
-Nervous.

She's young to wed...

but this is an opportunity.

-The alliance.
-I don't fear the Saxon

like Arthur does.

This new leader Aelle is
a worry, but...

benefits
of this marriage...

gives me a foothold
in Dumnonia.

Now, Ceinwyn will need people
with her in Caer Cadarn.

Sharp eyes and ears.

You will go as her lady.

-I can't.
-Why not?

Her lady-in-waiting
should be married.

Well, we'll get
one of his men to wed you.

My King...

you swore an oath
to my father to protect me.

I have offered you much.

And I've respected you

when you've rejected
those offers.

I'm not a man
to force myself on any woman.

-You know my reason.
-Mm-hm.

I've always
looked up to you,

respected you
like a second father.

I have been patient.

I have been forgiving.

Yes.

All I ask...
is something in return.

You will join Ceinwyn...

in her new life.

[soft footsteps]

My King.

My daughter.

Are you happy?

If you are,
Father... I am.

Are you coming?

You look cold.

Let me fetch you a shawl.

[laughter]

Bedwin.

Arthur?

Am I right to do this?

Of course you are.

You're nervous, that's all.
It's perfectly normal.

[doors creaks open]

[chatter fades]

[doors close]

Arthur Ap Neb...

this is a gift from me...

to you.

This is my gift to you.

Sucellos...

the God of protection...

and Rosmerta,

the golden Goddess
of fertility...

shield...

...and embrace this couple.

[applause]

[melancholy music]

[exhaling]

[soft chatter]

What a handsome couple
you make.

Now we'll wait
for the auguries to be good

before the exchange
of wedding rings.

You'll find we're very good
hosts in Powys, Arthur.

We like to eat,

-and drink, and dance.
-[doors closing]

I'm a poor dancer.

I'm sure
that's not true.

Well, you'll have
to teach him, Ceinwyn.

[laughing]

This is Lady Guinevere
of Henis Wyren.

She's like my sister.

Been brought up together.

Well, Guinevere brought me up.

You must love each other,
for my sake.

Lady Guinevere.

[spirited music]