All language subtitles for The Lost World - 1x17 - Prodigal Father

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 wait
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?

More than you can afford.

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.

Ah large birds how fascinating.

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

Which is?

Something to die.

I guess they want to
do this the hard way.

Okay bucko.

Nice work.

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

Then what could have made them...

- Oh.
- That's our queue.

He's still alive.

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

It's not his.

- But he's soaked in it.
- So is the ground.

It's been put there
to draw predators.

This guys like a dinner bell.

Let's get him out of here
before we're included on the menu.

Eaten alive; who would leave
a man to die this way?

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

Together they fight to survive

In this amazing world
of lost civilizations

and terrifying creatures

Always searching
for a way home

A way out of...

the Lost World

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.

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.

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 treehouse.

It seems our mystery man
was looking for us.

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.

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.

It's an old story.

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.

Easy old boy we're not
going to 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.

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 treehouse I built it.

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?

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?

Finding each other
after eleven 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.

Exactly where do you
think you're going?

Just making a quick circuit 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.

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?

Daddy?

It was Sunday, we were scouting
that little river to the west.

On 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;
to use us as slaves.

Life there was hell.

It's only the thought of getting
back to you that kept us going.

Please I have to know.

Your mother ...

she tried; she tried so
very hard. But the work...

and the sickness,

there was nothing I...

I couldn't...

I lost her.

- No, no daddy.
- Listen to me.

When Abby died
I wanted to die too.

You are the only thing that
kept me alive Veronica.

You are my miracle.

Nice try.

Son of a...

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 worst things.

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

If I wanted you dead
you would be dead.

Hey!

Thank you.

I found almost everything
you wanted.

Hypericum Perforatum...

Papaver Somniferum and
Triformis Muscaria.

You've remembered every name;
you haven't forgotten a thing.

I've 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?

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 tenth 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.

- 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 twenty
minutes, didn't we?

- So?
- So where's Malone?

Don't move.

I'll put a hole in you big enough
to drive a street car through.

- Malone?
- It is this way.

I could have sworn that
shot came from around here.

Then why aren't
there any tracks?

What's was that?

It was just a bird.
Don't worry we'll find them.

I wish I had your confidence.

What?

A spent cartridge;
Malone's pistol my guess.

Still doesn't tell
us where they went.

No, but it means
he was here ...

and he didn't go willingly.

Do not complain.

I don't enjoy this either.

Be silent.

No...no I am innocent.

It wasn't me I swear.

How easily you lie.

- Why did you kill him?
- Why not?

No, please.

Daddy, are you hurt?

He's one of the
slavers that held me.

He's still alive.

- Not for long.
- 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?

There.

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.

Oh that was close,

very close.

Please tell me
you're a vegetarian.

Whoa, good boy...down.

Over here.

Now we'll try it
without the ropes.

All right you bastard meet
the Marquis of Queensbury.

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

If you wanted me dead
I'd be dead.

I guess you've never
heard of Queensbury.

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.

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.

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.

Roxton you are crazy ...

Veronica's father
wouldn't murder anyone.

- Yes does seem unlikely.
- Unlikely?

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

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.

We rescued him.

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

There's no choice ...

if we're going to find Malone and
Roxton we need to widen our search area.

That means splitting
up 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 has hit town.

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.

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.

He's only one man.

- Who trapped the two of us.
- I'm going after him.

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.

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.

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.

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 wares 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?

Run!

All right guys.

Find him and when
you do kill him.

Oh Malone.

It's okay Kartas is gone.

Kartas? Who the hell is Kartas?

The man who attacked you.

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.

- 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 thoughts
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.

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.

You have no choice.

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

On the contrary Roxton it's
really no problem.

How disappointing;
time to reload.

Where are you going? The
gunshots came from this way.

Someone's coming.

- Empty.
- I know.

Great.

- Could I have the gun back please?
- Why?

So I can kill you.

You're serious? What in Gods
name has gotten into you?

It's the plants you see;

Tom has discovered this
marvelous neuro-toxin.

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.

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?

- 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!

No, no.

No!

Roxton!

Roxton are you all right?

I'm fine, help Marguerite.

I don't think so.

Daddy!

Daddy! Daddy!

Veronica he's not your father.

He's not your father.

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 treehouse.

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.