All language subtitles for The.Borrowers.S01E05.en

(CAWING)

Homily!

Careful Are you all right?

Oh, Pod!

— You're safe now. I'm here.
— Mother.

She's fine. Aren't you?

I just remember falling.
I think I must have hit my head.

— I thought we'd lost you.
— Silly.

No, I did. Really.

I really did.

(POD) The world's a big place, isn't it?
(ARRIETTY) Huge.

(HOMILY) Goes on for ever.
(ARRIETTY) Not for ever.

If we kept going straight, on and on,
we'd finish up where we are now.

— Don't be silly.
— The world is like a ball

— Then why don't we fall. off?
— Gravity.

What's gravity?

I didn't read that bit, but I think
it's a sort of sticky stuff that you can't see.

— Ha!
— I wouldn't believe everything you read.

Whether the world's a ball, a box
or a bottle, we've still got to find the sett.

Mind.

— Oh!
— What's the matter?

— What do we do now?
— What?

— What do we do now?
— Well, we'll have to go around.

Find another path or...go back.

We're not going back!

— We'll use the bridge.
— What bridge?

That one.

— You know what I'm like with heights, Pod.
— What choice have we got?

It could be miles
before it's shallow enough to wade.

— I can't. I'll fall.
— You won't. Not if you don't look down.

— It'll. be easy.
— I'll. hold onto you.

I don't care. You'll not get me
onto that thing, and that's a fact.

(HOMILY) Just don't look down and you'll be fine.

— Don't let go.
— (POD) I won't. Just don't look down.

Oh, no!

Steady yourself.

— We're almost there.
— Yes. Almost there.

It's all right. I'm fine.
It's Arrietty. Are you all right?

— Yes, Mother.
— Don't look down.

— I won't.
— Not long to go now.

Not long to go, Arrietty. Just keep looking ahead.

— | am.
— Brave girl.

(ARRIETTY) Soon be at the top,
then downhill all the way.

(HOMILY) All the way to what?
(POD) Come on.

(POD) Well, there it is. Parkin's Wood.

— Where Aunt Lupy and Hendreary live.
— Yes.

— In a badger sett.
— That's right.

Where is it?

— Well, it's out there somewhere.
— But where, Pod?

We've got to look for it.

— I thought you said you knew where it was.
— No. We've got to find it.

I've brought you this far, haven't I?

— Look at the size of it.
— I'm thirsty.

So am I.

All the way up that hill —
step after step, hour after hour.

I said, "Never mind. At the Hendrearys'
we can have a nice cup of tea.”

We'll have one now.
Get some water from the ditch.

Ditch water?

We can boil it up. Make a fire, have a brew.

— Where are we going to sleep?
— On the ground.

Hope it doesn't rain.

Where's she gone?

Every time I tum round one of you runs away.

Arrietty!

Arrietty, where are you?

I'm down here!

What...?

Look. Isn't it wonderful?

Oh.

(POD LAUGHS)

You clever little girl! It's someone's old boot.

What could be better? Come on.

There might be something nasty in the toe.

Nothing, except a very small hole.

He might have died of something infectious.

— Who?
— The one who wore the boot.

— We won't be here for very long.
— No. Certainly not.

Well..we don't really know, do we?

What do you mean?

I'm not saying it will, but it may take
a bit of time to find the Hendrearys.

— How much time?
— It depends.

It could be quite soon or it mightn't.

— What are you trying to say?
— Just that we've got to plan.

— Live different.
— Different?

— How different?
— Off the land.

Oh, Pod!

Not a caterpillar. You promised me
I would never have to eat a caterpillar.

Of course not. There's lots to eat
at this time of year — berries, nuts.

— Wild strawberries and mushrooms.
— Yes.

Meanwhile, that's the Last of the biscuits.

— Come on. Tomorrow's another day.
— Yes.

And if it's anything like today,
you can forget about it.

— I don't know where she is.
— Has she run off again?

There she is.

— Where have you been?
— In the hedge. You could have called...

Sshh!

No calling or shouting your father says.
Attention at all times. There's danger everywhere.

I didn't mean you had to whisper.

But no going off without telling us. Understand?

No, not really. And, anyway, where's the danger?

It's everywhere. Make yourself useful
and help me with this table.

Hup! That's it.

Yes. Now we can go
and look for some dinner.

— And no caterpillars.
— Perhaps a nice juicy slug?

— Oh, stop it.
— Or a worm fried in butter. Delicious.

— Or a grasshopper.
— Between two bits of bread.

— With a blob of horseradish.
— That's enough of that.

— Acorn cups.
— Good girl Something to drink out of.

Stand still!

Don't move.

— What was that?
— A snake.

It wouldn't attack us.

— You read that in a book, I suppose?
— Yes.

Those books were written
for Human Beans, not Borrowers.

— Arrietty, put the com in the store room.
— All right, then.

— We've got enough berries.
— I'd rather have chicken.

None of that. We're vegeta—varians now
and no bones about it.

There'll be no bones to make.

— Have you moved the half scissor?
— No.

— It's gone.
— Are you sure?

Yes.

We've been burgled.

Maybe a magpie took it, or a jackdaw.
They like shiny things.

No. Doesn't look like a bird took it to me.
Nothing else has been touched.

Couldn't have been a Human Bean, then.

It must have been a Borrower.

A Borrower? Not out here.

What about Uncle Hendreary?
He lives out here. He lives in this field.

(POD) Yes.

But he would have waited for us.
Anyway, he wouldn't have taken the scissor.

It just doesn't feel right.

— What are you doing in here?
— Nothing.

Nothing, eh? Empty out your pockets, then.

Go on.

Arrietty? Arrietty?

It's me — George. I've brought you
some food and furniture and stuff.

Look.

Arrietty?

How do you know the sett will be there?

Don't button it up.

Because badgers love a sandy bank.
It drains well.

— All right. There's plenty for you to do.
— What?

You could be waterproofing one of those bags,
for instance, so we can fetch water.

— How do I do that?
— Rub candle wax on it.

— Right.
— All right?

Do be careful, won't you?

— You always say that.
— And I always mean it.

And I always am.

There's some horse hair on these brambles.
We could make a fishing net when I get back.

(RUSTLING)

(RUSTLING)

(RUSTLING)

Aagh!

Get me out of this!

— Did you hear what I said?
— Course I did. I'm not deaf.

— Well, do it, then.
— Fl think about it.

— If you don't let me down, I'll..
— You'll what?

Get me down!

— You think you're so funny, don't you?
— No. But I think you are.

— Who are you?
— Spiller.

— You're filthy.
— So?

— Don't you ever wash?
— No.

— Are you a boy or a grown-up?
— I don't know.

— You must know how old you are.
— No.

Where do you live?

— Fine. Don't tell me, then.
— I won't.

I'd better be going, then.

Back to the boot.

Have you been spying on us? It was you that...

What are you doing?

(WHISTLING CRY)

— You've killed it!
— I meant to.

How could you? I think you're horrible.

— What are they made of?
— Pine needles.

— Tipped with thorns.
— Are they poisoned?

No.

I can kill them quicker than an owl.

They've got to eat and I've got to eat.

Mother!

— Who's that up there with you?
— His name's Spiller.

You can leave those there if you want to.
And that.

This is our boot.

— What did you say his name was?
— Spiller.

Where do you come from, then?

Where do you live?

— You can speak?
— If I want.

— Are you alone?
— Spiller!

— Mother!
— Did you see the dirt on him?

— He's probably got a flea. Or two.
— But he's the first person...

— Sniggering, refusing to speak.
— He wasn't sniggering. He's just...shy.

Sly, more like! He's got
a shifty look about him, that one.

Just the sort of person to steal a half scissor!

Father's back.

— Did you find it?
— Yes.

— But they weren't there?
— There was a terrible smell of foxes.

Right. That's it! We've got to find a house.

A proper house with fires and furniture
and proper borrowings.

I'm sick of all these hips and haws and berries!

And snakes and badgers and rain and cold!
I want to go home!

We haven't got a home!

They smashed it up. It's over and done with.

I know how you feel.
You want to be settled and we will be.

Let's have no more talk about going back.

We'll find a home, I know we will

Spiller?

And she brought him back here —
as bold as brass.

— You should have seen him.
— He's a Borrower.

He's a disgrace.

— Spiller stole the half scissor.
— We're not sure.

— Huh! You haven't met him.
— No, I haven't.

Perhaps I should.

Spiller!

— Where are you going?
— Downstream.

— Is that where you live?
— I don't live nowhere.

— What's downstream, then?
— My kettle.

— What do you use that for?
— It's stuck in the bank.

— I'm sorry about last night.
— Don't matter. I ain't bothered none.

— Nice bucket.
— We thought we'd never see you again.

— Nice and light.
— Thanks.

Make for the kettle!

— (DOG BARKS)
— That's a good boy!

You reckon rabbits swim, do ya?
Come on out, you soft 'un! Come on, out!

Come on, out of it.

Come on.

You go find 'em. Go find 'em. Rabbits! Rabbits!

(ARRIETTY SCREAMS)

This horse hair's tough.

I miss my watch. I never know what the time is.

By the shadows, it must be after two.

Two? Arrietty ought to be back by now.
Where is she?

— Aagh!
— She's floating downstream.

— Thought you was out.
— You must be Spiller.

— Floating downstream?
— She's in my boat.

What boat?

— The tinker's dog nearly got her.
— No!

— So I slung her in my boat.
— You did that to my daughter?

— Is she all right?
— This was mine till you pinched it.

— She'll fetch up at my kettle.
— Kettle?

If she holds onto the spout, she'll be fine.

Fine? You toss my daughter in a boat,
push her downstream and say she'll. be fine?

— Why didn't you go with her?
— The boat'll only take one.

It was either that or be eaten by a dog.

Oh, Pod. He saved her life.

You clod—hopping bumpkin!
Round and round till I was nearly sick!

I couldn't do anything.
Don't you laugh at me! I'm soaked!

Yes, but you are alive!

— The dog could have got you.
— Yes. Come and sit down.

— Try and keep yourself warm.
— Good girl

Thank goodness it's a nice day.
You sit there, Spiller, and I'll get you a nice...

I haven't got much in at the moment.

Meat.

Cooked meat.

— What kind is it?
— Does it matter?

Is it...you know?

— Have we stopped being vegetarians?
— I hope so.

— Smells good.
— It's a feast.

— They're coming back.
— (DOG BARKS)

Not in there! He might pick it up.

That's a good boy! Off you go.

Go on, find 'em.

— You get 'em. That's it. Go, boy!
— (SNARLING)