All language subtitles for T.L.W.S02E10.The.Source.WEB-DL.H264.AAC.SNAKE_track3_[eng]

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(anxious ensemble music)

(pterosaurs screeching)

(brontosaurs moaning)

- [John] This place draws quite a crowd.

- [Veronica] It means the
water can't be too bad.

- Yeah, it's the only bar in town.

I guess we scared off the regulars.

- If it's us or them, I vote for us.

- [John] More raptors.

- At least seven or
eight, not too long ago.

- Well let's hope they're going
somewhere to sleep it off.

I'll get the others.

- Lik polished glass.

A couple of months ago, this place must

have been pounding with
crystal clear water.

- Stop it, you're making me thirsty.

- Hey remember, whatever water we have

has to last until we
find another source, so.

- Then why don't we just
head back to the tree house?

- Because I think we're close

to finding a way off the plateau.

These rocks are from an earlier geological

period than the surrounding territory.

- Which means?

- If there is a rift in
the valley that leads off

the plateau, then this is
where it's likely to be.

- Roxton.

- Any luck?
- Yeah.

We found a watering hole.

- A place a girl can get a decent martini?

- If you like 'em very dry.

It's small, brackish and
frequented by raptors.

- Oh, lovely.

- At least we can take up
enough to keep looking.

How is it?

- It's not the best but
it hasn't killed me yet.

(snarling)

(growling)

- Heads up everybody, we've got company.

- [Veronica] This way.

- They're on both sides.
(gunshots booming)

- Back against the wall.

- [Narrator] At the dawn
of the last century,

a band of explorers searched
for a prehistoric world.

Driven by ambition, secret desires,

a thirst for adventure and
seeking the ultimate story,

they are befriended by an untamed beauty.

Stranded in a strange and savage land,

each day is a desperate
search for a way out

of The Lost World.

(dramatic violin, trumpet music)

(gunshots booming)

(snarling)

- Any bright ideas?
- Yeah, learn to fly.

(gunshots booming)

Somebody get up top
and give me some cover.

- [Ned] Come on, Roxton.

- Thanks, Malone.

- My name is Ana Pisaro, it
is a pleasure to meet you.

- Ned,

Ned Malone.

The pleasure, Miss Pisaro, is all mine.

- Ned, I hate to interrupt but could you

ask Miss Pisaro if she's
got anything to drink?

- Yes.

It appears we've missed
our last call downstairs.

- There is just a trickle I am afraid.

Follow me.

- When exactly did your
ancestors leave Spain?

- In the Year of our Lord 1540.

- And was it an official expedition?

- So many questions, Senor
Malone, you exhaust me.

I'll make you a deal.

Help me get back to my
pueblo and I'll show you

the way my ancestors got
here from the Amazon.

- So you do know a way off?

- Where there is a way
in, there is a way out.

- See I told you Malone, the way out of

the plateau would be in
this part of the world.

- That's great, that's amazing.

- Yeah, took the words
right out of my mouth.

- But I will need your assistance though.

Help me get home and I
will show you the route.

- When do we start?
- Well now, please.

- Yes, this spring attracts
far too many predators.

- Lead the way.
- Allow me.

- Thank you.

(relaxed flute music)

- I can't wait to taste
the sweet revenge when

the Zoological Society has
to eat its bitter words.

- I can see it now, it'll be
a victory for you to savor.

- What about you, Malone?

Will you relish the fame of being

the chronicler of the Lost World?

- I hope to publish a few articles.

- A few articles?

Malone, you've gotta think big.

I see books, lecture
tours, tea with the King.

Oh, we will join those immortal few

who have witnessed and recorded history.

Our work will survive
long after we're gone.

(horse neighing)

- Oh, we must stop now.

- There's still enough daylight left,

we should stop when we lose the sun.

- No no no, I must pray.

We can continue after but I must pray now.

Senor Malone, would
you like to keep watch?

- Of course.

- The ever-chivalrous Ned Malone.

- Don't want her out in
the jungle alone, do you?

She is your ticket out of here.

- I must cleanse myself in
preparation for my prayers.

(tepid violin music)

(anxious violin, trumpet music)

- [John] Horse bones.

Looks like they were dumped here.

- They were,

by horsemen.

- Horsemen?

- More like warriors.

They're very fierce and very territorial.

We're on their land and they
don't exactly welcome visitors.

- [John] This is not from a horse.

- It's a ceremonial cup
made from a human skull.

They use it to drink the
blood of their enemies.

- I'd hate to see what they
use for brandy snifters.

- This isn't a joke
Roxton, look around you.

This is the horsemen's
killing ground and they don't

take very many prisoners,
if you know what I mean.

- There's a lot of rough
folks on this plateau.

- They're the last
you'd pick as neighbors.

- Ah Miss Pisaro, you think
she's lying about her pueblo?

- I think she's lying about everything.

(anxious flute tones)

- [John] Where exactly are we going?

- Another two days walk
through the valley.

- [Veronica] Was that how you came here?

- No, we can't get back that way.

- This is horsemen territory and you're

leading us straight into the heart of it?

- That's where my home is.

- They wouldn't let outsiders live here,

not for four days let alone 400 years.

- Our pueblo is in the steep cliffs.

We are very well-protected and we have

no grazing areas, so they leave us alone.

- We're not well-protected here.

- Don't worry, the horsemen are taking

their horses to the
higher meadows for water.

We can get through without being seen.

- You know what they do to their enemies?

- What?

- Drag them from the back of their

ponies until their legs
fall off or they die.

- If the route off wasn't a risk,

we would've found it long ago.

We're nearly halfway
there, let's keep going.

- All this talk, we must move.

(anxious flute, violin music)

- [Veronica] You see what I see?

- We better warn the others.

Challenger,

Challenger.
- What is it?

- A horsemen scouting
party not far behind.

- We must move quickly.

- Four men on horseback,
we'll never outrun them.

- Well maybe they have not yet seen us.

- We're to that lucky.

- We'll make for the jungle.

- We'll never get there in time.

- We must do something.

- We'll make our stand
here, check your weapons.

- What do you want?
- Give us the witch.

- Friend of yours?
- That's not funny.

- She stole our water.

- We're all a bit dry but if

you're thirsty, we'll spot you a pint.

- She stole the water from our parents

and now she steals it from us.

- What's he talking about?

- Are you accusing Ana
of causing the drought?

- She must die so the rain will come.

Give her to us and you can go.
- And if we don't?

- You will all die.

- I had a funny feeling he'd say that.

- They will kill me.

- We're just passing through,
we don't want a fight.

- All who travel with the witch have died.

We can wait for you to die
too, then we'll kill her.

- That was too easy.

- Where do you think they're going?

- To get reinforcements.

They don't like you very much, do they?

- Like you said, the horsemen
do not like trespassers.

- What did they mean by you

stole the water from their families?

- They are superstitious.

Our pueblo is near a river which
is their main water source.

Every time there is a
drought, they blame us.

- So what do we do?

- Well if we're all agreed
we won't give Ana up,

we have only three choices.

Now we can turn around and go home--

- If they let us.
- True enough.

We can stay here and
die of thirst or we can

get to Ana's pueblo before
the horsemen get us.

- We must move now.

(hooves clacking)

- [George] Run, take cover.

- [Ned] They're riderless.

- [John] It's just a decoy,

hold your fire for the real attack.

(anxious violin music)

(screaming)

(horse neighing)

(gunshots booming)

- Ana.

(screaming)

(grunting)

(gunshots booming)

- [Horseman] Go.

- Everyone all right?

- Yeah.

- Thank you Ned, you saved my life.

- [Ned] If it wasn't for Veronica,

I wouldn't have been around to do it.

- Then I am forever in
your debt, Veronica.

I hope I find a chance to repay you.

- Thanks, it's okay.

Well Ana's friends will no doubt be back.

- [Ana] Let's keep moving.

- That was a stupid thing you did

back there, you could've been killed.

- [Ned] It was a good throw.

- Next time I might not be around.

You don't know anything about Ana.

- Neither do you, why do
you dislike her so much?

- I don't trust her,
she's up to something.

- Why, why do you say that?

- Her story doesn't add up.
- Really?

Well who do you think she is?

- I don't have all the
answers but if you weren't

so infatuated with her--
- What?

- Why else were you following her

around with your tongue hanging out?

- Maybe you're just jealous because

I'm paying attention to Ana and not you.

- I'm concerned, I'm not jealous.

- Well I appreciate your concern

but I can take care of myself.

You've never been off the plateau,

not even for supplies
or to visit relatives?

- I have lived here my whole life.

- [Ned] And you know nothing
of Europe or the outside world?

- Just stories that have been passed down

of Isabella and Ferdinand and Columbus.

- The automobile, the airplane?

- What are these things?
- Aren't you curious?

- No.

- [Ned] But why not?

- Have you ever heard of Menendez Pelayo?

- The Illuminati?
- Who?

- Spanish mystics who believe they

can communicate with God in private,

find Him in themselves.

- Yes, well we still believe that.

- You are descended from them?
- Yes.

After they were convicted of
heresy by the Inquisition,

we had to flee Spain
under threat of death.

- [Ned] And they ended up on the plateau?

- Searching for their
own utopia, a new Eden.

- It's a pity they got stuck here, wait!

- Oh no no, this was beyond
their deepest prayers.

They found a home.

If we leave here, we will be killed.

- By whom?

- In Spain people who believe what

we believe are burned at the stake.

- Ana, things have changed

a little bit in the last 400 years.

We don't burn people for their
religious beliefs anymore.

It's the 20th century.

- This may be so but if there is one thing

I have learned in my life,
people distrust the unfamiliar.

- Veronica, give the girl some privacy.

- Here, let me give you a hand.

- Oh no thank you, I do
not want to be any trouble.

- No trouble.

It'll give us a chance to
get to know each other.

- Thank you.

- You and I have a lot
in common, you know.

- Really?
- Yes.

We both grew up on the plateau,

we're both about the same age.

We're both alone.

- What a remarkable
series of coincidences.

- Yeah, I'll say.

So how do you explain the fact that

I've never heard of you or your people?

- What exactly are you troubled by?

- I don't like you giving my
friend Malone so much grief.

- Malone seems grief-stricken to you?

I think he's old enough to
decide these things himself.

It is good?

- It'll do.

- And me, will I do?

I want to thank you for saving my life.

- But Ana, you've already done that.

- If there is any way I can repay you...

(whistle)

- You're first watch, Ned.

Between horsemen and wild beasties,

you'll want to keep your wits about you.

- There's something I don't understand.

You seem to like me yet,

are you afraid of me, Senor Malone?

- It's complicated.

- Only if you make it that way.

Life is a wonderful gift.

Except when you are lonely,

then mere hours seem like eternity.

Don't spend the rest of
your life alone, Ned.

- I've gotta go keep watch.

- If you feel like living this life

instead of waiting for
the next, let me know.

- Any sign of our friends?

- I've heard a couple of raptors but

no sign of the horsemen.

- Oh, you know sometimes I think it might

be nice to be back in civilized society

where dying of boredom is
the most constant danger.

- You think that world
even remembers us anymore?

- Are you thinking about
that girl you left behind?

Don't you realize you didn't
belong in that world anymore?

- What choice do I have?

The world must think we're dead by now.

- You always have a choice.

- Well even if Gladys
is still waiting for me,

I'm not the same man who left.

- If you're asking my advice,

I'd say what do you really want?

I have seen the way Ana looks at you.

- She's just grateful.

- Ho ho ho, how youth
is wasted on the young.

You know if I was your
age on the adventure of

a lifetime with a beautiful
woman like that looking at me,

I know what I'd be doing.

Still,

you're a writer Ned, not a doer.

- That's not true--

- Of course the world will
be a richer place for you

having sat on the sidelines
and recorded your observations.

- Great.

Put that on my gravestone,
"He was a writer, not a doer."

(anxious ensemble tones)

(Ned screams)

Ana.

- [George] Malone, what happened?

- She--
- Are you all right?

- I am fine.

- Her face, it was, it was old.

You were...

Ancient.

- Calm down, Malone.
- I saw it.

- Do not worry, you've not gone mad Ned.

- How did you do that?

- Your eyes have not deceived you.

Friends, I am afraid I've
been less than truthful.

- That's the first honest
thing she's said so far.

- I am not descended from the Spanish

explorers who came here 400 years ago.

I am a survivor of that expedition.

- I think I liked it
better when you were lying.

- We came in search of and found

Ponce de Leon's Fountain of Youth.

- That's ridiculous.

- Well maybe not, Veronica.

The discovery was hinted at
in ancient Spanish texts.

- Oh it exists, I assure you.

The fountain is in a cave on
the other side of the valley.

For centuries the horsemen
had been kept at bay but

the drought has made them desperate,

as were we.

We went in search of drinking water.

They killed the rest of the search party.

- You don't really
expect us to believe this

story.

- I could believe it.
- I saw it.

She washed her face and--
- Here, let me show you.

I have not yet finished bathing.

- Oh.

I'll take a gallon to go.

- I escaped with just
the elixir I am carrying.

I must get back to the
Fountain, otherwise I will die.

Help me make it to the Fountain,

I will give you the gift of eternal youth.

- Of course,

and what about the way off the plateau?

- All tunnels from the plateau
were buried in lava long ago.

- So there is no way off.

- There is just the plateau.

And the Fountain of Youth.

- Ponce de Leon's Fountain of Youth.

Time to get going.

- To where exactly?

- Well the Fountain of course.

- If it exists.

- [Ana] You must believe
me, I am sorry Ned.

- Veronica was right, I
didn't know who you were.

- But I am just as I appear.

Once we get to the Fountain,
we need never have to change.

- Roxton, talk sense to them.

- She showed us the proof,
we saw it with our own eyes.

- Maybe it's a trick of some sort.

Maybe there is something in the water.

- Yes exactly, something
that makes you young again.

- [Veronica] It's not worth the risk.

- Well why don't I drop by in say

20 years time and see how you feel then?

- [Veronica] Eternal youth
won't do you any good

when the horsemen are
sipping from your skull.

- [Marguerite] Well the horsemen

seem to have moved off, away from us.

- It's true, and it is just a half a day.

Seems like too good a chance to miss.

- Coming, Ned?

Another story of a lifetime.

- Bring back a bottle for me.

I'm going back to the
tree house with Veronica.

- Oh, your short life.

- So tell me Marguerite, eternal
youth, won't it get boring?

- A question only a man could ask.

- And why is that?

- Because men get more valuable with age.

- Hmm.

And women?

- And women, for every year,

every wrinkle drops your
stock a little lower.

- Is it really all that bad?
- Don't you know anything?

I mean take our little Ana here.

When Malone thought she was 22 years old,

he was all over her.

Now that she's just another washed up

400 year old, where's sweet Ned?

- [Ned] Wait up.

- [Veronica] I don't need your protection.

- I know that, tell me you aren't

the least bit interested
in the Fountain of Youth.

- All right.

I'm not the least bit interested
in the Fountain of Youth.

Did you see Ana?

She's a slave to the
water of the Fountain.

She's like an opium addict.

- It's not exactly the same.

- Are you sorry you're not going with her?

Because it's fine with me.

- No, no she said she was one thing,

she turned out to be something else.

- You saw just what you wanted to see.

- Maybe I did.

- So the only reason you're not

going is because you're in a snit?

- That's not the only reason.

- Oh?

- What if Challenger's right?

What if I'm a watcher, not a doer?

- Well that's a choice, right?
- That's right.

But what's the point of living forever

if you're gonna be a non-participant?

Aren't you afraid of growing old?

- What's wrong with growing up?

If you're going to come with me,

stay close, move fast and be quiet.

We just might get past the
horsemen without being killed.

(shouting)

- What is it?

- Raptors I think, they've been

following close for the last hour or so.

- What the hell are
raptors doing trailing us?

You think they can smell our water?

- More likely they smell dinner.

(anxious violin music)

- We have not far to go.

The Fountain is in a cave
halfway up this mountain.

- Then let's go, raptors can't
chase us up the mountain.

- Forget raptors, it looks like our

friends haven't given up after all.

(gunshots booming)

(anxious violin, trumpet music)

- [Horseman] They have the witch.

(screaming)

- Over there!

Forget the water, let's
just give her to them.

- Look out, Marguerite.

(groaning)

(gunshots booming)

- It's deep.

- Marguerite.
(horse neighing)

- We gotta get him outta here,
he won't survive the battle.

- Ana, come here.

- Would you slow down, what's the rush?

- What's wrong Malone, growing old?

- At this pace, we'll be back to

the tree house before you know it.

- What's wrong with that?

- How is he?

- It is not good.

- It's nicked the anterior tubular artery.

I won't last long.
- Oh no, old boy.

You're not checking out on us
now, we'll think of something.

- You'd better think fast.

He's out again.
- Hang in there, old boy.

We'll fix you up as good as new.

- We must keep moving.

The horsemen will not
be slowed down for long.

- Ana's right.

- It'll kill Challenger to move.

- Oh my God.

- There is one thing.

- Did you see that?
- It sealed the wound.

- Your water will heal him?
- If I have enough, yes.

It will repair the tissues,

reverse the damages of age
and yes, heal the wound.

I can give him the rest
but I must get to the cave.

I cannot survive without
water from the Fountain.

- Save him, we'll get you to your cave.

(coughing)

Well now what?

- That is all there is left.

- Then we'll carry him to the Fountain.

- Put me down.

I don't believe it.

My wound.

It's healed.

How did you do this?

The water,

from your Fountain?

- The last of it.
(laughing)

- Oh.

Thank you.

Why, I don't have the words.

- Please, just get me to
the Fountain immediately.

- Yes, yes of course.

That water is the greatest
scientific discovery of our age.

It will transform the world.

- To tell you the truth,

it is not the world I am
concerned about right now.

- Then let's go, together
we will make history.

(anxious ensemble music)

- Come on Marguerite,

we can't afford to lose
our fearless leaders.

- I have never felt more alive.

- How old did he say he was again?

- He didn't.

- The rheumatism in my shoulder is gone.

- Imagine millions of cranky old people

running around trying to
make up for lost time.

- Imagine never growing old at all.

- I get tired just thinking about it.

(anxious ensemble music)

- How long have you got?

- We must hurry, Challenger.

- You used all your water to save me.

I will get you to that Fountain on time.

(rumbling)

- [John] I wonder what set that off.

Come on.

- [Ana] Without my bath,

I am afraid I am not a very pretty sight.

- Will you make it?
- I hope so.

- Horsemen, above us.

- How many?
- Three, four, I don't know.

- Is there a way around?

- There are sheer cliffs on either side.

- We don't have to go around.

- What do you suggest?
- We go straight through them.

- Right, you and whose army?
- I don't need an army.

- Where is he going?

- Now he's got the gift of eternal youth,

he's off to get himself killed.

- [Horseman] Help me.

Come on.

(dramatic ensemble music)

(thuds, grunts)

(scream)

- Welcome to Christmas.

Oh, and a happy New Year.

I did it.

The way is clear, Ana...

We are going to make it.

- I think we found it.

- [George] Come on.

Soon we'll both be young again forever.

- There it is, the cave
to the Fountain of Youth.

(anxious violin music)

Here it is.

Can you hear it?

What a beautiful sound.

We have done it.

Thank you, Challenger.

(relaxed chanting)

(anxious violin tones)

- Ana?

- No.

(soft flute music)

- From dust thou art

and unto dust shalt thou return.

- Where's the witch?

- Turned to dust.

- Give us back the water.
- There is no water.

(thunder booming)
(lightning crackling)

- [Horseman] Rain.

- [Ned] See, she was a witch.

- Well whatever she was, she
certainly had your number.

- I'm not the only one.

Marguerite wanted to bottle

the Fountain of Youth and sell it.

- Well I still think it's a good idea.

- Why don't you ask Challenger?

He's the only one who got to

benefit from the Fountain of Youth.

- Oh really?

- [Ned] She gave you
some of her water, Ana.

- Only to heal my leg.

She saved my life.

- And you were young again?
- Oh yes.

- And able to take advantage
of your newfound youth.

- [George] Oh yes.

- So how was it?

- You should've been
there, it didn't last long.

- What's the matter Challenger, your leg?

- Oh, the rheumatism in my
shoulder is flaying up again.

- So it was better when you were younger.

- Better, it's hard to say.

Older sure hurts more.

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