All language subtitles for Poldark episode 12

- No!
- They found him lying in the lane,

Ezekiel and Sid Bunt.

He'd been set upon by villains.

No.

Jud.

Jud Paynter. What have you done now?

He's died, ma'am.

Dead?

He was attacked. God knows who by.

Apparently he's dead.
l must go and see Prudie. C'mon!

He were one of the best, master,
one of the best.

We did have our
ups and downs like most folk

but he were one of the best.

And now he be dead.

Oh, it isn't fair nor right, sir.

l'm very sorry, Prudie.

That's kind of you, sir, but...

nothing will bring him back to me.

l think we'll all miss him.

Poor old varmint.

Don't nail him down till
all his friends has seed him.

When's the funeral, Prudie?

Demelza and l would both like to come.

Why, that be kind of ee, Captain Ross,
and your good lady.

- l've known Jud since l was a boy.
- Still, it be good of ee.

- We be burying him come Thursday.
- We'll both be here.

We've got to give him a proper send-off

with a ham and a bit of a spread.

He'd have wanted to go like that.

- If you need any money...
- No.

He did have money, sir. He did
have money l knew nothing about.

He had 15 guineas in his baccy pouch.

15 guineas?
Where would Jud get 15 guineas?

l don't know, sir. He never
told me nothing about it but...

l'm gonna use it
to give him a good send-off.

He'd have wanted burying proper,
a fitting going,

and that's what we'll give him.

lf l were you,
l'd put the money aside to live on.

- Keep you well and clothed.
- Oh, no, sir, no.

No, he'd have wanted it proper
and that's what it'll be.

Just like a gentleman.//

Don't take on too hard, Prudie dear,
you'll meet him again, in heaven.

Are you mad?

- It wasn't intended, Father.
- That's neither here nor there.

How in the devil's name
did you get us into this mess?

Trying to recover your money.

Money's one thing, murder's another.

ln the second place...

Why do we have to keep on
going over and over it?

Constable Vage be only
doing his duty, my dear.

He do keep on reminding me.//

Who saw him last alive?//

I did.
When was that?//

Before sunset.

Villains have done it, anyone knows that.

We all do know that villains have done it.

What we be trying to find out
is who they are.

We don't know, do we?
And if we did we'd tell ee, wouldn't we?

lf ee don't see that,
thee be more of a fool than l thought.//

I don't want to give you more
trouble than you already have.

What are you talking about?

I know that after Julia you didn't want no other chlidren

You can not have that baby

It's too late to get rid of him.

God, surely you don't wanna get rid of him, do you?

I thought of it,
but I remembered the first time.

Thank God you didn't try.

I thought you'll be so angry!

No.

I might have been a month or two ago.

I was afraid to tell you.

Afraid of me?

It was what you said that made me fear.
That I should have not said it.

Now I could not be anything but glad.

Thank you.

He looks better dead than he looked alive.//

Thank tou.Put them there with the others.

- Poor Jud.
- Poor Prudie.

Poor they may be but who are they?

- They work for us, husband and wife.
- Well, so-called husband and wife.

Shouldn't speak ill of the dead.

No, l wasn't speaking ill of the dead.

l was very fond of Jud. And Prudie.

- They smelt so, both of them.
- They sound delightful.

Oh, no, he wasn't as dreadful as all that.

He was certainly a rogue
but he wasn't a bad one.

Remember, Ross,
up in the tors when we were boys?

The great fishing expedition.

He took us up the river to catch trout.

We'd walked for nearly two hours, then
he discovered he'd forgotten the nets.

- He hadn't forgotten the cider.
- So what did he do?

He took off all his clothes
apart from his underwear

and he lay down in the river and taught
us how to tickle trout to catch them.

He caught six!

How did he die, this poacher?

He was attacked and murdered
in a lane not far from here.

Murdered? Who by?

- No one knows.
- He was afraid of someone.

Of being attacked.

He stopped me the other night
and asked me to walk him home,

- said he was being followed.
- Did he say by whom?

- No, he was rather secretive.
- Did he carry much money?

From what l remember he never carried
more than the price of a drink.

l think he might have had that night.

Prudie told me that she found 15 guineas
in his tobacco pouch.

15 guineas?
Where the devil did he get that?

- God knows.
- Can't you guess?

And they wanted it back.

- It was only 15 guineas.
- It was murder!

There's nothing to associate us
with the death of Master Paynter.

That man Garth may talk.

He wouldn't dare.

- Where are you going?
- To bed.

You're no pleasure to be with
when you're worrying.

We shall have to get Garth
out of the county.

Which will cost us money!

Your blundering, George,
comes hard on my pocket.

The death of a drunken fool

will hardly cause a hue and cry
over the whole county.

He was nobody.
He won't even be missed.//

Never ee fear, Prudie, ma'am,

we'll catch the villains that did it.

We'll find them and we'll hang 'em
from the highest tree.

You name the tree, ma'am,
and we'll hang 'em from it,

on account of your untimely loss.

My poor husband. Cut off in his prime.

Don't think l can finish me pudding.

l'm meeting Pearce and Pascoe next
week about reopening Wheal Grace.

- Can you come?
- Yes, surely.

Ross, l don't want this venture to go
the same way as all the others,

into the pocket of the Warleggans.

lt won't. We'll make this one
hard and fast.

ls Mr Trevaunance enjoying Parliament?

lndeed. He writes of nothing else.

His letters say he enjoys himself greatly.

l hear his majority at Bodmin
is somewhat reduced.

- Indeed it was, to nothing.
- Sorry, l don't understand.

lt was a tie between him
and another candidate.

Poor Unwin was quite put out.

What? In spite of all the money
his brother gave to help him win?

Unwin says it wasn't enough.

lf he got no majority
how is it he's in Parliament?

Apparently, being the sitting member
gave him some advantage.

He merely resumed his seat
and has refused to budge!

- Shall we continue in the other room?
- Indeed.

Go straight through.
Elizabeth, show Demelza through.

Miss Penvenen.

Might l speak with you before we go in?

Certainly, Dr Enys. About what?

l have had...some oranges delivered.

How interesting! l have a recipe
for orange ice. l will send it to you.

- How many do you have? A dozen?
- No. Twelve sacks.

Heavens! That will make
a lot of orange ice.

Miss Penvenen, l am being serious.

Oh. Then l will sit down...

Dr Enys.

Friends!

Friends!

Friends, this be a sad moment
in our lives.

l think it beholds us to take it serious.

Among our many memories
of times past, pleasures had,

this, that and the other,

we did ought to remember
the vacant chair.

The emp...

That chair, where our departed brother,
Jud Paynter, did used to sit.

- God bless his soul.
- Amen.

Friends...

to our departed, beloved brother.

Our departed, beloved brother.///

Dr Enys, if you don't come to the point,
our friends will think we have eloped.

- l'm merely trying to say...
- Then please do say it.

l mentioned to very few people
that the disease scorbutus

is caused by the lack of fresh fruit.

One person was Ross
and you were another.

l know from Ross that
he didn't send me any oranges.

Then might it not have been one
of the other very few people?

Exactly. l believe it was you.

Why on earth
should you think that, Dr Enys?

Because none of the other people

could have afforded
such an extravagant gesture.

Was it you?

- Yes.
- Why?

Because l could afford it.

Money should have some use
and l saw some use for it.

lt was...very good of you.

No, not entirely.

Maybe l had a selfish motive.

Perhaps l didn't want you to think
l was just a frivolous person.

l never really thought you were.

At least no more
than your youth allowed.

That is a disability l can't help, Doctor.

However, time, l understand,
is a great cure for it.

Now, we must join the others

or they will begin to discuss us.

And l don't want ee
to upset yourselves about me.

l don't want ee to feel...

that ee have to concern
yourselves about me in my...

my deep grief.

Cos my husband, my dear Jud,

he was to me a whited sepulchre.

The light, he was, and...

the pleasure through
the whole of my married life.

lt's gone!

What has? The brandy?

No.

The corpse!

lt be gone!

He been spirited away.

I think devil took his own.

Body snatchers, that be what it is.

There be body snatchers working here.

- Who'd want a body like his?
- For medical studies.

Though 'tis my belief
a lot of them end up in pies.

Someone'd need a rare set of teeth
for old Jud, he were like a bit of leather.

I heard that they cut him in pieces,cut the bowells and the liver
and then they cut him off the brains...

You may be sure that it won't take long
because he hadn't a big one. //

No, these be criminals
who do make their living from it.

What be we going to do?

Take immediate action.//

Glass of brandy.

Glass of brandy!

We be c-closed.

What be the matter
with everyone tonight?//

Now, the people we be looking
for be wearing smart clothes.

Probably they be coming
from London. All right?

- l do beg ye pardon, sir.
- Not at all, sir.

Be a lot of people about tonight.

There be a hideous crime committed.

Ahhh, ahh, 'tis a rare terrible
world we do live in, sir.

# O for a heart

# To praise my God

# A heart from sin set free

# A heart that always

# Feels thy blood... #

Oh...oh.

What's all this about, then?

No!

- Ready?
- Almost.

Come along, then. This could be rather
a painful morning for everybody.

Prudie!

- Yes, ma'am?
- What on earth are you doing here?

Tidying up, master.

But ain't you going to the funeral?

- No, ma'am.
- Why not?

Cos there ain't going to be one.
He ain't dead.

Prudie. What do you mean
he's not dead? l saw him.

That's as may be, master,

but he did make a miracle recovery,
rot his black heart.

But Prudie, that's wonderful.

l don't think it be, ma'am,
not in the mood he be in.

Well, how was l to know
he was going to come back?

And l was spending the money on him.

Oh!

Ooh, get away from it!

Leave me be!

Can't a man have some peace?

Walked away from the Lord God,
then, eh, Jud?

lf you don't leave me be
l'll send you there!//

Gentlemen, I think the matter
should be discuss outside.

The patient needs and deserves rest.

- How did it happen?
- l truly don't know, Ross,

but l doubt in Jud's case it is a miracle.

Don't keep him too long. Being
a phenomenon means he gets little rest.

- Hello, Jud.
- Ah, Cap'n.

You look a deal better than before.

l'm beginning to wish l were dead.

We all thought you were.

With God's help l soon will be.

Look at them!

Get off!

They been here all day
and all last night like l be a picture.

Get off home, will you?!

Oh, it be a hard life, Cap'n.

Thank God it do last
no longer than a lifetime

or l couldn't live through it.

What did ee say to the Archangel Gabriel
at the gates, eh, Jud?

l'll bet ee had a tale to tell him!

Go to the devil!

How did it happen, Jud?

l wish l knew, Cap'n.

All l do know, l...

l wakes up and there l am,

lying in a coffin and...

the rain dripping down on me.

''What be l doing here?'' l says.

''l'll go and have
a drop of brandy,'' l says.

And when l do get there

they all look at me
as if l was unhuman or something.

- l expect they thought you were.
- Well, l ain't.

And when l do get back,

what do l find but that Prudie has spent
all me money on me funeral

and l ain't even dead!

You can't blame her,
she was doing it for you.

You should be thankful you're not dead.

Huh! After what l been through?

Especially so. That beating
was enough to see any man off.

Oh, not me, Cap'n.

Who was it, Jud? Did you know them?

No, sir. l didn't.

Did you know what they were after?
Was it the money?

- What money?
- You know what l mean.

lt's all lies, sir.

No matter what they said. It's not true!

Well, it doesn't matter any more.

lf that is what they were after
they certainly didn't get it.

Oh, no.

Because that old mare of a wife of mine's
gone and spent it all!

And l haven't got it! No one's got it!///

Thank you, Ellen.

Mr Ross will be arriving shortly.
Will you show him up?

l think we're a little early.

Unless his watch is slow,
Pascoe should be here in 15 minutes.

On the stroke of ten.

ln the meantime we'll have a glass
of Mr Pearce's excellent port.

Splendid.

And decide on how we want
to approach this matter.

Am l ill again?
l didn't know l'd sent for you.

Since you were so kind
as to recommend me to your uncle,

l am not an infrequent visitor.

However, l did also want to see you.

l have received
another cartload of oranges.

l'd like to say how grateful l am,

although that is difficult
when you refuse to stay still.

Oh, l love swings.

Miss Penvenen, please listen.

Your generosity will save many
poor people a great deal of suffering.

lt is not fashionable nor witty
to express one's feelings openly

but l am grateful to you, on their behalf.

Your servant, ma'am.

Dr Enys.

l didn't expect gratitude for being rich.

Oh, not because you are rich.
Many people are rich.

But you have done something
with your wealth.

When will you be
distributing the oranges?

On Wednesday. Why?

l thought perhaps
that l might come and help.

l'm afraid l cannot allow that.
Oh, l would be very pleased

but many of my patients
suffer from contagious diseases.

To which you, l presume, are immune.

No, but it is my work.

Well, you need have no fear -

l will not be troubling you
on Wednesday.

Unwin is coming to discuss
the marriage vows

and everything that goes with them.

Unwin? Of course - your intended.

Who seems to think
that marriage is a contract,

like buying a cartload
of oranges for a fixed price.

You see how being wealthy
has its drawbacks, Dr Enys.

l have been financially spoken for - not
for love but for what my father left me

and for what my uncle
intends to leave me.

l sometimes wonder,

given another father and another uncle,

who would've spoken for me?

Nevertheless, l'll wish you
pleasure of it and say goodbye.

- Thank you again for your kindness.
- Not at all.

lt was my pleasure, Dr Enys.

He'll wake on the fifth stroke.

And on the eighth stroke,
Mr Pascoe will enter.

Mr Pascoe, gentlemen, we are gather...

- Where is Mr Pascoe?
- Entering, Mr Pearce, entering.

Good, then we can start the business.
Now, where's my port?///

You are going fishing yet?

Did master noticed yet that you expect a baby?

I told him,it's not a secret anymore,
so you can tell to whoever you want

We need fish to salt for the winter.
It's no more to be said.

I don't think the master wants in the house that twerp.

It's not a twerp, it's a dog, and he has a
name like everybody else, Garrick.

How is Jud?
Is recovering but no as I hoped

Is he worse?No, he is exactly the same
he used to be, bad tempered.

''So thusly it is agreed that
Ross Poldark, Francis Poldark,

''and leaving room for any other
persons agreeable to investing,

''subject to the agreement
of the original investors,

''wish to draw up articles of association
towards the setting up of a company

''to reopen the mine
known as Wheal Grace.''

- Is that your intention?
- Yes.

''And that the company's
Iegal adviser shall be myself

''and that the company's bankers
shall be the firm of Mr Pascoe.''

- Yes.
- Before that minute is passed...

- Beg your pardon?
- The minute.

Er, 25 past the hour.

l'm referring to the point
under discussion, Mr Pearce.

- The minute. There.
- Ah.

l must point out to Captain Ross
Poldark and Mr Francis Poldark,

the investors heretofore stated...

- As we have it writ here.
- l know, sir, indeed l know.

l'm trying to put a point before you.

- Then you shall.
- Thank you.

- Pardon?
- You must understand

that times being what they are and
capital not readily available and so on...

What are you telling us?

That my bank can help to a certain point.
Certain point.

We will go as far as we can.

But unless the mine prospers
within a reasonable time...

- It will, l think.
- Good, good.

But you must understand that l shall be
investing other people's money

and l must protect them, l have a duty to.

We've done business many times,
l understand your position.

- So does my cousin.
- Are you willing to take the risk on us?

Yes, l am, but in all honesty
l must point out

that should you require
Iong-term risk and liquidity,

the only other bank with such facilities
is the Warleggan bank.

Not under any circumstances.

Are you willing to be
our banker, Mr Pascoe?

Yes, sir. l know that
you're both men of your word,

of which there are not many left,
but we must be realistic.

- l nominate Mr Pascoe as our banker.
- l second that.

- The motion is carried.
- Thank you, gentlemen.

lf you'll forgive me l must leave you.

Other appointments.
Things to do, things to do.

- l wish you well.
- Goodbye, Mr Pascoe, thank you.

- Goodbye.
- Goodbye.

- Good day, Pascoe!
- Good day!

A very satisfactory meeting, gentlemen.

- Augurs well for the future.
- One more thing, Mr Pearce.

l would like the articles of agreement
to be drawn up in my son's name.

A child? Well, it can be done
but may l ask why?

Yes, l have debts with the Warleggans,
my son doesn't.

- Oh.
- If the mine proves successful

they may try to have call on me.

But they have no call on my son.

l can see you're
a very intelligent man, Mr Poldark.

What are your feelings, my boy?

- l second it.
- Then the motion is carried.

Father, Pearce's clerk told Garth

he'd heard there was enough copper
in Wheal Grace to fill Truro.

- If that's true...
- Doesn't matter.

lt takes money to dig
more money out of the ground

and they haven't got any.

- They're finding it.
- Where?

Ross has the money from Wheal Leisure.

Barely enough to cover his debts.

- Be that as it may, Father...
- First, nearly ten years back

l had my mine captains
all over Wheal Grace

and l know there isn't any copper there.

Second, money breeds money.

lf you haven't got none,
it can't breed none.

So let 'em open.

See what comes of it.

Excuse me.

One lesson we should've learned
about Ross Poldark

was the danger of underestimating him.

l thought we were arranging
for Mr Garth to quit the county.

lt's in hand.//

What are you doing here?

I am trying to get some rest
where is noone who put me bleeding questions!.

Why you don't go home?

I can not go home, there are all waiting me!

All I want is a little bit of
peace and quiet.

We can't do anything
until we get the water out.

What pumping machinery
were you thinking of?

- What?
- Pumping engines, for Wheal Grace.

l haven't given it much thought.

Something we must decide.

Poulton 8 Watt are very good.

Yes.

Sorry?

Forget him, Ross.

Let's prove the Poldarks are better
than a blacksmith's son

by making Wheal Grace
the richest mine in the country.

Yes, l'm sorry.

- Poulton 8 Watt.
- Very good engineers.

But Henshawe had an idea about
two young engineers in Redruth.

l didn't bring it up at the meeting

but l'd like to offer Henshawe
the job of mine captain.

- What do you think?
- l can't think of anyone better.

He can't afford shares but l'd like him in.
He's dependable.

Yes, but isn't he still involved
with Wheal Leisure?

Yes. But there's no reason why he
shouldn't retain his investment there

and work for us.

lt would annoy the Warleggans.

That potman's always somewhere else.

l'll get another bottle of brandy
and we can drink to the future.

How are you, Ross?

- You're looking well.
- So are you, George.

l was pleased to hear
the verdict at the trial.

- You surprise me.
- l never thought you guilty.

l wasn't. Someone spent a great
deal of money trying to prove l was.

- We all have enemies.
- A witness who spoke for me

was attacked, and is lucky to be alive.

l hope the contrivers know
intimidation isn't one-sided.

Probably some private quarrel.

l hear that you and Francis
are embarking on a new venture.

Do you keep your ear to the ground
or the keyhole?

lt's a foolish investment.
Wheal Grace has no drainage.

lt'll cost you a fortune
in pumping engines alone.

- We'll find the money.
- Not from Mr Pascoe.

And certainly not from you.

No matter what happens.

Would you mind removing that?

You do know where
Francis's money came from?

Yes, and we're both very grateful to you.

Now, if you don't remove that stick...

Thirty pieces of silver.

One of the things l've always
most disliked about you, George,

is the way you dress.

Aah!

- Potman.
- Ross!

Give my regards to your tailor, George.

Had an accident, did ee, sir?

Yes, l fell off my horse.

Where's your mistress?

- Er, she went out, sir.
- Where?

She didn't say, sir.

Where the devil did she go
when l want to talk to her?

Fishing, sir.