All language subtitles for T.L.W.S01E17.Prodigal.Father.WEB-DL.H264.AAC.SNAKE_track3_[eng]

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(slow tense music)

- So we drag all that way to trade,

and all we end up with is
a couple of bags of salt?

- It's worth its weight in gold Malone,

unless you know a better
way to preserve our food.

- And actually, I thought
we did pretty well.

- You didn't lose the shirt off your back.

- Pity, I wonder what
it would take for that?

- (chuckles) More than you can afford.

(Roxton laughs)

It was nice of the chief to
throw this into the bargain.

- You offered him our shirts didn't you,

our shirts for that trinket?

- Ivory, Malone, and the
workmanship is exquisite.

I can't say the same about your shirts.

(birds squawk)

(slow tense music)

Large birds how fascinating.

- It's not the birds, it's
what they're waiting for.

- Which is?

- Something to die.

(dogs bark)

(slow suspenseful music)

(rifle fires)

- Guess they want to do this the hard way.

- Okay, bucko.

(dog growls)

- Nice work.

- I don't think it's us
they're afraid of Malone.

- Well, then what could have made them?

(T. rex footsteps thud)

Oh.

- That's our cue.

(T. rex growls)

- He's still alive.

- That's surprising considering
how much blood he's lost.

- It's not his.

- But he's soaked in it.

- [Marguerite] So is the ground.

- It's been put there to draw predators.

(growling)

- This guys like a dinner bell.

- Let's get him out of here

before we're included on the menu.

- [Malone] Eaten alive,

who would leave a man to die this way?

(tense dramatic music)

- [Narrator] At the dawn of the century,

a band of adventures set
out to prove the impossible,

the existence of a prehistoric world.

The visionary,

the heiress,

the hunter,

the scientist

and the reporter,

all chasing the story of a lifetime.

Stranded in a savage land,

befriended by an untamed beauty,

(uptempo riveting music)

together they fight to survive

in this amazing world
of lost civilizations

and terrifying creatures,

(dinosaur growls)

- Whoa!

- [Narrator] Always
searching for a way home,

a way out of the Lost World.

(up-tempo riveting music)

- If we don't get some
water into this guy soon,

he's not going to make it.

- Neither will we if that
T. rex catches up with us.

- You're all heart.

Hey, maybe if you helped, we
could move a little quicker.

- If you want me to leave
the salt behind fine.

Your pants will buy another bag.

- Enough both of you.

We'll need to get his shirt off.

The smell of blood will
bring ever raptor for miles.

- What about the ones that staked him out?

- Oh please, I can only worry
about one thing at a time.

- Try to get some water into him.

- What are you doing?

- Making sure we're not being followed

by any of his friends.

(squawking)

(slow uneasy music)

(snake hisses)

(twig crunches)

- [Marguerite] How the
hell did he get there?

- A little soap and water and a shave,

the guy would look half civilized.

- Soap water and a shave,
and so would you and Roxton

on the surface at least.

What's that?

- Scars from manacles.

I'd say our man here was kept
prisoner for a good while.

- Where I come from we
call that picking pockets.

- Just trying to put a name to the face.

- [Malone] Anybody following us?

- Not that I could tell,

but there are ape-men all over the place.

- We should get moving.

- Wait.

- It looks like a map.

- My God.

- The tree house.

- [Roxton] It seems our
mystery man was looking for us.

(slow gentle music)

- Oh, that's beautiful, my dear,

you've captured every detail,

the shading, the veins in the leaves.

Audubon himself couldn't have done better.

- Just putting down what I see.

- You're too modest.

How did you come by a skill like that?

- My father, when we were exploring,

he drew everything he saw.

Hmm, copying him was a good
way to get his attention.

- I thought you said he was a botanist?

- Art was his first love.

- But his parents thought that science

was more respectable
that painting (chuckles).

It's an old story.

(rhythmic drum music)

What the devil is that?

- An alarm, a warning.

- A warning of what?

- Death.

- Any idea what that means?

- No, but I've got a
feeling it's not good.

- This guy is not getting any lighter.

- We'll rest here.

Three minutes no more.

- He's coming to.

(man grunts)

- Easy old boy, we're not gonna hurt you.

- We're trying to help.

- Can you understand?

- Yes.

- You were in a pretty rough
spot when we found you.

- Mind telling us why?

- We were on an expedition, captured,

raiding party,

the Horta.

- Horta, never heard of them.

- You don't want to.

They kept us in their
village as slaves for years,

until I escaped.

- It seems they caught up with you.

- The penalty for escape is death.

I owe you my life.

(rhythmic drum music)

- Don't speak too soon,

sounds like they've noticed your absence.

- Yes, I vote we continue
this discussion later.

- About this map?

- I drew that myself years ago.

It's a map to my home.

- You said this is your home?

- The tree house, I built it.

(slow unsettling music)

- Ah!

(growling)

(ape-man growls)

(tense dramatic music)

- Veronica is still alive
after all these years

I'd given up hope.

I'm really here home.

It seems like a lifetime ago,

but everything is just as I left it.

- Well, not exactly everything.

- Glad your back Malone,
you heard the drums?

- There's something
really bizarre going on.

- Tell me about it.

Easy now.

- Who's this?

- Veronica?

(slow gentle music)

- Veronica.

- Do I know you?

- Don't you recognize him?

- I knew you'd be older,

but I never imagined
you'd be so beautiful.

- Ned?

- It's me sweetie, it's me.

I promised I come back for you.

- Daddy,

Daddy, Daddy (sobs)!

(mid-tempo lighthearted music)

- Finding each other after 11 years.

- Sometimes, life can deal
you a good hand for a change.

- I wish it would deal us
a way off this plateau.

- Tired of my company already?

- A man as fascinating as you, never.

(Roxton chuckles)

Exactly where do you think you're going?

- Just making a quick circle of the trail

to be sure we weren't being followed.

Whoever wanted Tom Layton
dead is still out there.

- You're always so reassuring Roxton,

how do you sleep at night?

- Oh, like a baby,

you should watch me sometime (chuckles).

- You don't know how many
times I've prayed for this.

- No more than I.

I'm here, and I swear I
will never leave you again.

- Mom, where is she, Daddy?

(slow somber music)

Daddy?

- It was Sunday, we were scouting

that little river to the west.

One of the first times
we ever left you alone.

- You said you'd be back before dark.

- A raiding party jumped us,

dragged us across the plateau,

used us as slaves.

Life there was hell.

It was only the thought
of getting back to you

that kept us going.

- Please, I have to know.

Your mother,

oh, she tried, she tried so very hard,

but the work and the sickness,

there was nothing I,

I could, I couldn't,

I lost her.

- No, no, Daddy.

- Look, listen to me,

when Abby died I wanted to die too.

You are the only thing that
kept me alive, Veronica.

(Veronica cries)

You are my miracle.

- Nice try.

(Roxton gasps and groans)

Son of a--

(whip snaps)

(tense suspenseful music)

All right, you've got my attention!

What the hell do you want?

- Justice.

- He said he'd be back soon.

He's been gone over two hours.

- Well, he'll be flattered
to hear you're so concerned.

- I'll deny every word.

- No sign of him,

no blood, no gunfire, nothing.

It's like the earth just swallowed him up.

- No, the earth or a dinosaur.

- I would have seen signs of an attack,

and Roxton wouldn't go quietly.

There was just nothing.

- Nothing you saw.

Where's Veronica?

- She's not here, she's
out with her father.

- Now?

What the hell were they thinking?

- They wanted to spend
some time together alone.

- It's not safe.

- Veronica knows what she's doing.

- So did Roxton.

- You sure it's tight enough?

I think some blood is
still reaching my hands.

- I am Kartas.

- I am Roxton.

I think I recognize the rope technique.

- I seek the one who
calls himself Tom Layton.

- The man that you staked
out like a piece of meat.

- That is the sentence.

- For runaway slaves?

- For murder.

- What the hell are you talking about?

- Months ago this man was found wandering

lost in the jungle, weak, dying.

One of my tribe took him in,

nursed him back to health.

- Oh really, I suppose he
forgot to pay his bill.

- He murdered the one who saved him

for a few pieces of gold, some
food, and a hunting knife.

- There must be some mistake.

- There is no mistake.

You think we take life easily?

He was tried by my people and convicted.

It was his execution you interfered with.

- He was about to be eaten alive.

- There are worse things.

- If you're going to
kill me get on with it.

- If I wanted you dead, you would be dead.

(slow tense music)

- Hey!

- Thank you.

- I found almost everything you wanted.

Hypericum perforatum,

Papaver somniferum and Triformis muscaria.

- You remembered every name,

you haven't forgotten a thing.

- I read every one of your
books, a hundred times.

- You must have been so lonely.

- Not anymore,

you're like a dream, Daddy.

- It's hard to live up to a dream,

I hope I'm not a disappointment.

- How could you be?

- Look, the truth is
after all these years away

from my work I've become a bit rusty.

I don't even remember
what this one is called.

- The blue orchid.

- I don't suppose you recall?

- Where we found it?

It's was my 10th birthday

I'm not likely to forget it.

You remember don't you?

- So much has happened,

sometimes the memories run together.

I am not the man I used to be.

- No, you're better.

You wait here, I'll go find
all the blue orchids you want.

(slow unsettling music)

- Nothing.

- Damn, the man.

I knew he shouldn't have gone off alone,

and neither should Veronica.

- No, she's not alone,
she's with her father.

- That's hardly reassuring.

Someone wanted to kill him
in a very unpleasant way.

- We did say 20 minutes, didn't we?

- So?

- So where's Malone?

(bugs buzzing)

(tense uneasy music)

- Don't move.

I'll put a hole in you big enough

to drive a street car through.

(whip whooshes)

(gun fires)

- Malone?

- This way.

I could have sworn that
shot came from around here.

- Then why aren't there any tracks?

(squawking)

What's was that?

- It was just a bird.

- Oh.

- Don't worry, we'll find them.

- I wish I had your confidence.

What?

- A spent cartridge,
Malone's pistol's my guess.

- Still doesn't tell us where they went.

- No, but it means he was here,
and he didn't go willingly.

(Malone grunts)

- Do not complain, I don't
enjoy this either (grunts).

(slow gripping music)

(Malone grunts)

(body thuds)

Be silent.

- No, no, I am innocent.

It wasn't me, I swear.

- How easily you lie.

Why did you kill him?

- Why not?

(Tom grunts)

(uptempo rousing music)

No, please.

(Kartas yells)

(Veronica yells)

- Daddy, are you hurt?

- He's one of the slavers that held me.

He's still alive.

- Not for long.

- No, no, leave him.

There may be more of them out there.

- We have to get back and warn the others.

- Did you find the blue orchid?

- Yes.

- Where is it?

- [Veronica] Here.

- My work and you, you're all I have.

I won't let either of you be taken away.

- I'm sorry Daddy, if it
means that much to you.

- If I ever get out of here,

I'll be a couple of feet taller.

(chittering)

Oh, that was close,

very close.

Please, tell me you're a vegetarian.

(raptor growls)

(slow suspenseful music)

Whoa, good boy, down.

(yelling)

- Over here.

- Now we'll try it without the ropes.

All right you bastard, meet
the Marquis of Queensbury.

(punches thud)

(uptempo gripping music)

Now, either we get civilized
or I'm going to break it.

- If you wanted me dead, I'd be dead.

(kick thuds)

(Roxton grunts)

- I guess you've never
heard of Queensbury.

(Malone grunts)

- Where the hell have you been all day

while I was getting dragged
around in the jungle?

- Oh, just hangin' around.

- This is no time for jokes.

- Tell me about it.

- Who was that guy with the tattoos?

- The one who staked out Tom.

- Well, you should have finished him.

- It's not like I wasn't trying, Malone.

- I guess we're lucky to be alive.

- Very lucky.

- What do you mean by that?

- I think it's about time we had

a little talk with Veronica's father.

- If Veronica hadn't come
when she did, I'd be dead.

- Still, no sign of Roxton or Malone.

- Challenger and Marguerite are going

to need my help to find them.

- That's too dangerous.

- I have to.

- [Tom] Come back to me.

- I will.

- Isn't that a Triformis Muscaria?

- As a matter of fact, it is.

- Contains a neural poison,
it could cause paralysis.

- True, but when you
combine it with other plants

including the blue orchid,

it simply becomes a pain killer.

- I had no idea.

Veronica draws like another Audubon,

you must be very proud of her.

Always, wish I had the talent.

She got that from her mother.

- Abigail?

Veronica said that you
taught her yourself.

- Of course, we both did.

(slow uneasy music)

- Did you know that the
latent period of that Muscaria

will last another three weeks.

- I'd actually accounted for that.

- The Muscaria has no latent period.

You're not a botanist,
and you're not Tom Layton!

- Don't worry old man, I won't kill you.

I need your help.

- I'll be damned if I'll help you.

- You'll be damned old
man, but you will help me.

(Summerlee gags)

- Roxton, you're crazy,

Veronica's father wouldn't murder anyone.

- Yes, does seem unlikely.

- [Malone] Unlikely?

I can't believe you're taking his side.

- [Roxton] Look, Kartas is
the sort of man that, what?

It's his name, Malone.

- Didn't realize you were
on a first name basis.

Look, if you hadn't
escaped we would have been

a two course lunch for that guy.

- I doubt it, I've never seen a cannibal

without sharpened teeth.

- Well then, we would
have been rotting away

in some slave camp like Tom.

- I don't know, there was something

about Kartas that I believed.

He had conviction, purpose.

- Purpose?

- Yeah.

- You know what had purpose?

That dinosaur, that was
gonna eat you, had purpose.

- But Kartas killed it

when he could have just
left us to die, why?

- That son of a bitch cold
cocked me with a billy club.

- We stole his prisoner.

(growling)

- We rescued him.

(growling)

Tom is Veronica's father
and that's enough for me.

- There's no choice,

if we're going to find Roxton and Malone,

we need to widen our search area.

- That means splitting into two groups.

- Exactly.

Veronica can stay with her
father and Summerlee, Summerlee?

- Tom needs my help.

- That puts you with me.

- Wonderful.

I'll just close my eyes and
try to think of England.

- For Veronica.

- You know, he's actually
getting better at this.

We'll start at the river.

- You already checked the
river and didn't find a trace.

- Maybe we should take another look.

- Whatever you do you
should stay together.

The man who came after
me is very dangerous.

- And a persistent little
devil too isn't he?

- He's come to take me
back to the slave camp.

He won't quit until he's been killed.

I'm sure you agree Challenger.

- Are you okay?

- I must have picked up a little fever.

But yes, he probably won't
quit until he's been killed.

- That's odd, he's gone
to a lot of trouble

to take back a runaway slave.

Well, clear the decks,

the Paris fashion show's hit town.

(slow unsettling music)

You look beautiful.

- It was my mother's.

What do you think, Daddy?

Do I look like her?

- You look so much like her.

It's as if your mother were here with us.

- Summerlee, have you
noticed anything about Tom?

- Such as?

- Oh, I don't know,
something about his story

doesn't quite hold up.

- Indeed, in what way?

- Oh, come on, a savage drags
halfway across the plateau

for a runaway slave?

And you didn't see that
look he just gave Veronica.

- I don't know what you mean.

- Oh, neither do I.

I can't help feeling there's
something wrong with the guy.

- As far as I'm concerned, Tom is fine.

(body thuds)

I wish I could say the same about you.

- Challenger?

Summerlee?

- Veronica?

- No one here, Malone, they're gone,

and so are the guns.

- Guess that lets out
the notion of a picnic.

Roxton quick!

- Marguerite.

- She's alive.

- Someone's hit her pretty hard.

- Well, I guess that rules out your theory

of the noble savage.

I'd say Kartas beat us here.

- Seems you're right.

Why are there no signs of a struggle?

No blood, no shells.

- Maybe they escaped to the jungle.

- [Roxton] He's only one man.

- Who trapped the two of us.

- [Roxton] I'm going after him.

- [Malone] I'm with ya.

- One of us has to stay
here with Marguerite.

- You're going to go after
him alone and unarmed.

There's nothing in there

except dried herbs and rat droppings.

Son of a gun.

- You could say that.

Always keep an ace up your sleeve, Malone.

- Roxton, if it comes down to you or him.

- I'll make sure it's him.

(tense suspenseful music)

(guns click)

- You were bait, a trap.

- And you walked right into it.

- I wish you no harm.

I'm after the evil one.

- You don't mean me?

Good girl.

- [Kartas] Sooner or later,
justice is always served.

- You think it was just I was born a slave

in the stinking mines?

That the only sunlight I ever saw

was through a metal grate?

- That does not excuse murder.

- [Tom] Like hell, I
needed food and trade goods

for my journey here.

- So you murdered a man
who saved your life?

- I'd kill a thousand to get here.

When Layton and his wife
were chained beside me,

they told me about this place,
their life, their daughter.

It was like a dream.

Then they told me they had found a drug

that could turn anyone to their will.

So I stole their map, and disappeared.

And I found the drug that will make

a slave named Largo a king.

- Never happen.

Kings need wisdom and compassion.

seems like yours are in short supply.

Challenger, Summerlee best back off.

Oh, what the hells going on?

- They're drugged Roxton.

They have no will of their
own until it wears off

and you will be long dead by then.

- Drop the gun.

- Who would you rather
be killed by, Roxton,

a friend or an enemy?

(Kartas grunts)
(rifle fires)

- [Veronica] Ah!

(punches thud)

(Roxton grunts)

- Run!

- [Kartas] No!

(gun fires)

- All right, guys.

(guns fire)

- Find him and when you do kill him.

- Oh, Malone, ow.

- It's okay, Kartas is gone.

- Kartas, who the hell is Kartas?

- The man who attacked you.

- (chuckles) It was Summerlee who hit me.

- Summerlee?

Maybe you better lay down.

- Maybe I need to say it slower.

Summerlee whacked me with a skillet.

- [Malone] Why would he do that?

- I don't know.

It's got something to do with Tom Layton.

- Veronica's father?

- If he's her father I'll wash
Roxton's socks for a month.

You should have seen the
way he looked at her.

On second thought, maybe you shouldn't.

There's definitely something
wrong with this guy.

- Kartas, the one that was following Tom.

- What about him?

- He swore that Tom was a murderer.

We've got to go after them.

- Where's my gun?

- Forget it, all the guns are gone.

- What about your pistol?

- History.

- We're unarmed?

- I got this from the kitchen.

- Perfect, we'll mince them to death.

(tense dramatic music)

(gun clicks)

- Logic, Challenger,
you're a sucker for it.

- I have to kill you.

- Didn't you hear?

He drugged you.

- You have to die.

- I got that part.

- [Challenger] You have no choice.

(punch thuds)

- Friends, can't reason
with them, can't shoot them.

- On the contrary, Roxton,
it's really no problem.

(gun fires)

(gun clicks)

How disappointing, time to reload.

- Where are you going?

The gunshots came from this way.

- Someone's coming, come on!

(Challenger vocalizes)

- Whoa.

(gun clicks)

Empty.

- [Challenger] I know.

- Great.

- Could I have the gun back please?

- Why?

- So I can kill you.

- No.

- Are you serious?

What in God's name has gotten into you?

- It's the plants, you see,

Tom has discovered this
marvelous neurotoxin.

- A what?

- A drug that for a few
hours makes anyone obey.

- How handy.

- I need my gun.

- What you need is a lobotomy.

- Take off his belt and tie him up.

I'll get a head start
and try to find Roxton.

(birds squawk)

(twigs crunch)

(Veronica grunts)

- Veronica, it's me, Roxton.

- Roxton dies.

- Dammit, Roxton doesn't
die, put the knife down now.

- I can't!

- What do I have to do to make you stop?

(Veronica grunts)

- Kill me.

- Please, I'm your friend.

- And he's my father.

- I don't know who the
hell he is, Veronica,

but he's not your father.

- Liar!

(flesh squelches)

(tense riveting music)

- [Marguerite] No, no!

(both grunt and groan)

- Roxton!

Roxton, are you all right?

- I'm fine, help Marguerite.

- I don't think so.

(flesh squelches)

- Daddy!

Daddy, Daddy!

- Veronica, he's not your father.

He's not your father.

(Veronica cries)

(slow dreary music)

(slow gentle music)

- [Malone] Are you sure
you want to do that?

- That drug was my father's secret.

It's going to stay that way.

- I'm sorry about Tom, that he wasn't.

- I think a small part of me knew.

I just wanted him to be so much.

- Largo knew a lot about the tree house.

He knew a lot about you, too.

That means that your
parents are still alive.

- But where?

There are thousands of mines,

a lifetime of ground to cover.

- You'll find them.

- You think so?

- Someday.

(uptempo riveting music)

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