All language subtitles for Castlevania.Nocturne.S02E05.Into.the.Abyss.1080p.NF.WEB-DL.DDP5.1.Atmos.H.264-FLUX.eng

She is ready.

Her power strengthened
by tasting your holy blood.

Drop by drop.

Sip by sip.

Year by year.

For 175 cycles of the sun.

She will not burn.

And you will
walk the earth again.

What do we do now?

This would not have happened,
Richter Belmont,

if you hadn't told them
where we were going.

It wouldn't take a sorcerer
to predict we'd go to Paris, Alucard.

And we thought Drolta was dead.
We thought you'd killed her.

We need to prepare the city
for the horror to come.

We could speak to the National Convention
or the Revolutionary Commune of Paris.

Leave that to me.

Look for nests of vampires.

When Erzsebet's army attacks,

we don't want another front
opening up inside the city.

If there are nests, destroy them.

Why aren't we coming with you?

I've told you what I need you to do.

Do I have to say it again?

He's angry with himself. Not you.

Are your ancestors still shouting at you?

No.

They're here,

but they're quiet.

I'm glad my ancestors
don't try to talk to me.

If they're anything like Juste,
they'll all be insufferable.

I've known I'm a Belmont
and what that means since...

...since I could form words.

Fighting evil,
serving some kind of higher purpose.

But then I watched Olrox kill my mother,

and I understood the bitter fucking truth.

My mother died for absolutely nothing.

Actually, she died
because I tried to help her,

which meant she had to protect me,
and that's what got her killed.

My whole life since then,
I told myself it was so I could live.

As if I was the higher purpose.

What a dick.

My mother died protecting me, too.

It didn't make it my fault, Richter.

Richter.

Vampires.

No!

Ah!

I know who you are.

Old Man Coyote.

Mephistopheles, or some other name.

I know what promises you make,
and how tempting they are.

And I could make good use
of a powerful patron.

But this doesn't belong in this world.

And nor do you.

Are you trying
to conjure something?

Or just staring into the abyss?

I know you think I did a terrible thing,

killing my own father.

You're a very powerful magician, Maria.

Especially for one so young.

But you draw your magic
from an ancient source

which perhaps you don't fully understand.

Oh, because you understand
everything about fire and ice.

He deserved to die.

Maria, be careful.

It feels good... to have such power.

To control such powerful forces.

To have power over life and death.

It shouldn't feel good, Maria.

The world can be a dark place,
full of horror.

But if you surrender to the darkness,

what's the point in living?

None of us counts for much.

All of us will be forgotten eventually.

But there's something miraculous
about us being here at all.

To see this world.

Breathe its air.

Smell the forest at night.

Feel the sun on our skin.

If we're still able to do that...

there is a point in living.

And maybe there's even more point
in living forever.

He's right. This was different.

Killing my father.

This was murder.

I can never go back to who I was.

But I could be with you forever.

Get away from her, Tera.

It's my life. I choose what to do with it.

Stop, Maria!

Send it back.

My darling, send it back.

This is not what I want.

And it's not what you want either.

I love you, Maria.

With all my heart.

All I want is to be close to you.

But if you're to find yourself again,

it can't be with me.

Where are you going?

Goodbye, my darling girl.

I need to find myself, too.

Take care of her.

Mom.

Mom!

Mom, please don't leave me!

Please!

Please don't leave me!

What do I care if they grieve
for their fucking Forgemaster?

Drolta will be back soon,
and she will deal with them.

This château bores me.

I wish to be worshiped.

But not here.

What the fuck is this place?

It could be a trap.

This is the creepiest place
I've ever been.

Are you scared?

Are you?

Because you don't have to worry.
I'll protect you.

There's a war going on.

Why don't we let other people
worry about that for now?

No.

There's a war.

We have to go and fight in it.

...nor standeth
in the way of sinners

But his delight is in the law of the Lord

And he shall be like a tree
Planted by the rivers of water

I'm leaving.

Where are you going?

Home.

She'll see it as a betrayal, of course,

and one day she'll want her revenge.

The New World is vast.

Always somewhere else to go.

You should stay here and fight.

I know when a war is lost.

My people knew splendor
which would make your head swim.

Great cities, vast palaces,

magnificent temples
to honor our terrifying gods.

When we first saw
the Spanish Christians, we laughed.

How could they threaten us?

But I remember the moment when I knew.

In the fires which destroyed Tenochtitlan,

I knew that it was over.

And our terrifying gods
could do nothing to save us.

Perhaps your gods were the problem.

When the Spanish conquered you,

you were still human?

Yes.

One of them made me a vampire.

Something else they brought with them
from the Old World.

Come with me.

And spend a lifetime running from her?

No.

Then take care in the battle to come.

If you have a soul, Olrox,

and maybe you do,

I hope it finds peace.

Huh?

Time was, when I came to Paris,

vermin like you knew who I was.

Paris was dirtier then.

Even dirtier.

Only vampires with a taste for adventure
came to feed in the backstreets.

Most of them
preferred the safety of palaces.

Now, of course,
you think you've found a purpose.

A calling.

A goddess.

But she's nothing but a vulgar parvenue
with a taste for young flesh.

Mm.

Reason and the public interest
began the revolution.

- Intrigue and ambition have halted it.
- Hmm.

The majority desires the good,

but it neither knows the means
to reach this goal,

nor the obstacles
that distance them from it.

All the enemies of the Constitution
borrow the name and language of patriotism

to spread error, discord,
and false principles.

It is thus that public opinion is...

...excited.

Sorry to interrupt your riveting speech,
Monsieur Robespierre,

but quite soon, this city is going
to be attacked by an army of vampires.

Vampires and demons, actually.

I can help you prepare to fight.

Why do you sing?

Because then I am free.

And so is everyone who wishes to listen.

But we're not free.

And if you keep singing,
they will cut out your tongue.

Then we should all sing together

and cut off their heads.

Your Abbot, as you know,

is dead.

Murdered by a revolutionary.

Your Abbot compared me to Joan of Arc.

But I am not like her.

She was defeated, burned like a witch.

I will burn all your enemies.

All your oppressors.

Burn them all to ash.

I am the one who wields the knife.

Daughter and slayer of the Sun.

I am she who dances on blood!

It's been so long, mighty goddess.

So long.

But at last, you can be whole.

I wish I knew
what they want of me, the spirits.

Pity they don't just tell you.

Is your mother there?

Is mine?

Could she be?

Yes, I think so.

Every spirit.

Our mothers, too.

What was she like, your mother?

Brave, committed.

Loving.

She taught me to fight.

She taught me everything.

Absolutely everything I know.

Weird coincidence, or something.

Both of us forced
to watch our mothers murdered.

I know we're not really the same.

I know I can't imagine
what you've been through.

The world's changing so fast.

Belmonts, we're something from the past.

Maybe there's no place for us anymore.

I'm sure there's a place
in the world for you.

Part of everyone is always there.

When I speak to Cécile, my teacher,

I meet her in the spirit world.

We can do that
because part of us is already there.

What if that's true for Sekhmet?

We know about the ba and the ka,
the blood and the mummy's heart.

But what if part of Sekhmet
is there in the spirit world?

A third soul.

Of course.

They want me to go into the spirit world
and find the soul of Sekhmet.

Yes.

That's what they want.