All language subtitles for 1960 The 3 Worlds of Gulliver

Morning, Miss Elizabeth.

Captain Pritchard! Captain!

Good morning.

Sober up, you pair of drunken hunks!
And get aboard!

-Beautiful morning.
-Stay away from my fiancé.

He's wasting his life,
and I need a surgeon.

Stop filling him with ideas
of making a fortune.

Don't flap your sails.
Dr. Gulliver could be rich...

...bringing back chemicals
to sell in London.

Or be boiled by savages.

There are no cannibals in the
East Indies. I'll take care of him.

He's going to stay
and take care of me!

-Morning, Dr. Gulliver.
-Morning.

-Bit of a haggle going on outside.
-How are your insides?

Thanks to you, my liver's healthy.

That's why I've come to pay.
Here. Now then....

I'm sorry it's not cash money,
doctor, but....

-You promised to meet me.
-Close the door. My fee will escape!

A long and happy marriage
to you both.

Drive him toward the corner!

Mr. Grinch is waiting
at the cottage.

No wonder I love you.
You're always sweeping me off my feet.

-Fine life, chasing chickens.
-I'll chase them.

You take care of the sick.
I'll take care of the doctor.

My fees. I should close my practice
and open a vegetable stall.

Not today.

We're going to see old Grinch
about that cottage. You promised!

For a man of no promise,
I make a lot of promises.

We'll get 2 shillings for this.
We'll have 10 pounds for Mr. Grinch.

-Mr. Grinch.
-There.

I'll pay you when
I return from the war.

-The war with Spain is over.
-The war with France.

Come back alive
and you don't owe me a thing.

Please don't judge it
from the outside.

We can get Travers the carpenter
to fix it and the shutters.

-He owes you for the bunion treatment.
-Travers is in debtors' prison.

How terrible.
Well, we'll manage somehow.

As well as Travers anyway.

I'd carry you across the threshold
if it were safe.

-Good morning.
-It took you long enough.

Where's the £10?

You're such a sentimentalist.

-I have it here.
-You'll fix that door.

It was fine until you banged it.
The price is set.

£10 down, I'll hold
the mortgage for the rest.

You'll be surprised what a little soap
will do for this place.

Here.

-Are you all right?
-I think so.

-You're short.
-The devil with you!

She won't live here.

-I'll take it.
-Not if it were free!

I won't let you spend the rest
of your days in this existence.

-Come on. Careful.
-It's only for now.

If I stay, I'll be in the same
grinding rut tomorrow and always.

-Without money, nothing changes.
-That's all you think of?

-Be content with what we have.
-We have nothing!

Why are we quarrelling?
Jealousy about another man or woman?

No, it's money,
the watchword of Wapping.

-It isn't important to me!
-It is to me!

As a doctor, I want to help
the sick without worry and debts.

-You don't have to be rich!
-You have to be rich to be anything.

You just want to go with
Captain Pritchard. Then go. Go!

But it's over between us!
It's over forever!

Elizabeth!

-If this keeps up, I'll starve.
-Don't usually hit storms this soon.

Cheer up. An early storm
means a successful journey.

Elizabeth!

Found her hiding in the hold.

-That be all.
-You okay?

Fine, thank you. Hungry.

You're insane to come like this.

You'll be boiled by savages.

Then we'll cook together.
I'd follow you to the earth's end.

We're going, but not you.
How do we get her home?

-Ships go from the Canary Islands.
-I'm not getting off!

Now, Elizabeth!
It's wet out here!

You're still getting off
at the Canary Islands.

-I am not!
-You are!

Nothing will change my plan!
Absolutely nothing!

Gwendolyn?

Don't cry.
I'll think of something.

I'm not Lilliputian anymore.
We've been banished. We have to leave.

You can't escape.
The emperor has spies everywhere.

We have to try.

But you shouldn't risk your life too.

Except that I love you.

We'll never be together.
We'll never marry.

It's this war. This stupid war!

lsn't there somewhere we can go?

Just here.

Here and now.

Please stay, Gwendolyn.

Gwendolyn!

I've been waiting an hour at the cove.
This is no time for love.

She has no time for a man
who serves that tyrant.

My loyalties are not to him,
but to Lilliput!

-Run!
-Help me.

Reldresal, I've caught you with
that traitor. Guards, take them!

I'll prove your guilt by
taking your head to the emperor!

Go, before they come back!
Stay at the cave.

What shall we do, Lord Flimnap?

I'll go get the army, the navy
and our fearless emperor.

Stay there. Watch the giant.
Have courage!

I am minister of finance
and will be prime minister.

I should go first.

Archers, spear carriers,
stand ready.

If he eats me,
the nation goes bankrupt.

Proceed at your own risk.

Yes.

Since you are minister of the interior,
and he lies in our interior...

...you proceed.

-Hello.
-He's alive!

Archers, spears, shoot! Shoot!

Halt!

-As war minister, I say shoot!
-I say halt and I mean halt!

He'll pay when I'm prime minister.

-If you do.
-Are you for or against me?

My loyalties lie
with the strongest side.

-Hello.
-Hello.

I'm Dr. Lemuel Gulliver.
Where am I?

-In the land of Lilliput.
-Lilliput?

I won't hurt you.
Why am I tied down?

We couldn't be sure,
you happened so suddenly.

Our enemies sent him to kill us.
He's their secret weapon.

Weapon? No, a wave washed me
off a ship--

Elizabeth. I must find her.
Let me up.

-He'll break free! Kill him!
-No, I won't harm anyone.

I'm civilized.
A doctor, from England.

-England? What is England?
-The place I come from.

There's only one place.
Lilliput.

-And Blefuscu.
-It's disloyal to mention that.

I've never heard of it.

Loyal enough for you, Flimnap?

Greetings, emperor,
delight and terror of all universe.

Monarch of monarchs. Pleasant as
spring, comfortable as summer.

True. That's because I plan ahead.

Fruitful as autumn,
dreadful as winter.

Whose head presses the sky,
at whose nod princes shake.

I cannot dispute it. I cannot.

An emperor with a plan is
a powerful emperor.

-Present him to me.
-Your Majesty, I wish to present--

I present Dr. Gulliver,
from a place he calls England.

Your Majesty.
I mean no harm to you or anyone.

I want only to return home.
A boat is all I need.

A boat? To join the enemy armada.
To sink our navy.

He's our enemy.

I am not an enemy.
I'm only different.

That's the same thing.

As different from your people as you
are different. We are both unique.

Since you are unique, and I am unique--

We're the same,
which makes you a giant.

You see? As cunning as our enemies.

He'll blight our lives.

A dark omen in the skies.

-You may be right about him, Flimnap.
-He's not.

I'll prove my worth.

Stop it! Stop!

A maker of miracles! As I suspected.
Fits my plan. A miracle-maker!

-So are you, sire.
-Oh, yes, so am I.

Gulliver and I are the same.
We are.

Since we are, and you are free
to move and eat what you like...

...isn't it terrible to have me
tied down and starving?

It isn't safe
to release this hurricane!

Nonsense. We have archers
ready with poisoned arrows.

Thousands.

-I trust the giant's word.
-And so do I.

I trust and have abiding faith
in the integrity and reliability...

...of any man that I can kill.

Release his bonds.
Prepare to feed him.

Release the giant!

-We must get on with my plan.
-Wait! What about my boat?

We can discuss that later.

-I wouldn't bother him now.
-I must find Elizabeth.

I know how you feel.
I have someone I love too.

I'll try to help you.

Thank you. I'm very fond of beef.

Look at him! He started working
on his boat and his appetite doubled.

He inhales our food.

30 sheep, 10 loaves of bread
at a meal. It's nothing to him.

-I'll work for my food.
-You'll starve us!

Our mathematicians
have determined that...

...he is equal in size
to 1728 of our own people.

And he eats as much as 1728.
I say poison him.

No! Your Majesty,
he can do the work of 1728.

The more he works, the more he eats!
We haven't enough land to grow food.

I'll clear more land. There.
A forest where you should have crops.

I told you he's mad! Whoever heard
of growing crops in a forest?

Look! The giant man
has enormous strength!

I'll leave a fringe
for a windbreak...

...and some in the south quarter
for a watershed.

Make way for the emperor!

All hail the emperor!
All hail the emperor!

I'll clear the rocks,
and you'll have more farmland.

Amazing! Astounding!

He's our invincible weapon.
We're the same, you know.

As I clear the land,
I will till it.

I'll turn the earth
and I'll dig the furrows.

-Hail Gulliver!
-Hooray for the giant!

The strongest man alive!

Thank you. I'll do more for you.
Anything you can think of.

He can stop floods,
end droughts...

...grow enough for everybody!

He can starve us to death.
He is a curse disguised as a blessing.

He will eat us out of meat,
and you like ox.

I do, that's true.

-Your Majesty likes fish more.
-There are not enough fishermen.

Fish? The ocean is there
to give us all we want.

No one will ever go hungry.

No man will steal or be jealous
of another. No more jails.

A land without greed or envy.

A land of love,
where no man has an enemy.

-The giant doesn't hate anyone.
-Quiet!

I know what I'm doing.

I must finish my boat
and find Elizabeth.

You mean, you'd leave us
for a woman?

We will both return and
make Lilliput a heaven on earth.

He can't. He's not a citizen.

Precisely. Administer
the oath of loyalty, Flimnap.

Make him a citizen of Lilliput!

As prescribed by law, take
the right foot in the left hand.

Then place your right middle finger
on your head.

No, no. Not the left hand,
the right hand.

Pay attention. That's better.

Then put your right thumb
in your ear and repeat.

Look out! He's falling!

Look out below!

You are now a citizen of Lilliput.

You may finish your boat,
and we'll help.

Then you may find your Elizabeth
and return to this land.

The perfect land.

-Better than any other?
-By far.

And make ready to destroy
the hated Blefuscu.

-That place I never heard of?
-It's across the channel.

Crush and annihilate them!
Make tidal waves! Drown them!

No, I'm a doctor,
dedicated to saving lives.

Either you kill them,
or you'll never finish your boat.

Or you'll never find Elizabeth,
or live in this perfect land.

Tomorrow, we pick our prime minister.

And when we pick him, we march.

And you march with us
against the Blefuscu...

...or we march against you.

Dr. Gulliver.

I'm sorry this happened.

So am I. I only needed
a few more days to finish my boat.

I can't murder innocents.

-They're little people, like us.
-Then there's nothing to fear.

Except they have a big fleet.
A fleet 20 times bigger than ours.

I'm bigger than a fleet.
I don't need a boat to get there.

They'll be so scared,
they wouldn't attack.

No, they wouldn't.

I'd show them I made this a paradise.

They'll want the same,
so they'll need me.

-And no more war.
-Then we can marry the women we love.

Not if Flimnap wins
the contest tomorrow.

-He will want bloodshed.
-He's that powerful?

-If he wins, he is.
-Then you must win.

-His spies will make me lose.
-Not as long as I'm around.

Oh, yes. You and I, together.

We can win the war for Gwendolyn...

...if she hasn't left
with her father.

I've got to stop them!

Be off with you! It's your fault
we missed the boat to Blefuscu!

But I made us a raft.
Farewell, vile land of misery.

-I'll restore your title.
-I won't give an inch to the emperor!

You don't have to.
I'm competing for prime minister.

Gulliver and I will make
Lilliput a paradise.

-Who's that?
-The giant man.

I don't trust giants.

Give Reldresal a chance.
If he fails, we'll both go with you.

I won't fail. I need time.

Please, Father?

You have until noon tomorrow.
I'm going to the raft to mend the sail.

Hear ye! Hear ye! Citizen Gulliver
is approaching the castle!

Hear ye! Hear ye! Citizen Gulliver
is approaching the castle!

The man-mountain approaches.

Clear the ground!

Clear the ground!

-Forgive my abrupt entrance.
-Wait until the gate is open.

This castle's impregnable.
Oh, yes. Gulliver!

-This is your empress, my wife.
-A lovely lady for a lovely land.

He has nice manners for a big man.
And so charming!

Sit here, beside us.

-You've never broken eggs with us.
-I've had breakfast.

Breakfast? This isn't breakfast.
This is war.

Give him one.

We found an ostrich egg for you.

No, no, no. You must hold
the small end up. The little end.

That's more than an egg.
It's a matter of life or death.

Certainly is to the chickens
and ostriches.

It's life or death for us.

As a Lilliputian, you must always open
your egg from the small end.

-If it pleases you, I will.
-It pleases me.

We were happy opening our eggs
from the little end...

...until that insane king
of that insane country Blefuscu...

...massed a tremendous army
and navy to force us...

...to open our eggs from
the stupid, idiotic big end!

-That's what this war is about?
-Precisely.

Anybody with sense knows you should
open eggs from the little end.

Let the contest
for prime minister begin!

Hurry! Quickly!
We need a prime minister to go to war.

You appoint a prime minister based
on how he walks a tightrope?

But of course.

A politician must always
maintain his balance in a crisis.

It used to be
a mudslinging contest.

Opponents were buried alive.
This, at least, is colourful.

Now, be quiet, my dear.

The first test.

How many problems can you
handle at one time?

They are juggling the army,
the navy and the budget.

Also, agriculture and high prices.

Distract me!
I can see all the problems.

Excellent! Superb! I can't tell
where the problems are anymore.

Excellent! Your point, Reldresal.
Next, individual performances.

Flimnap, take your position.

Now then, as spokesman
for the emperor...

...you will be asked many embarrassing
questions about taxes and things.

You will have to answer directly...

...but not commit your emperor
to impossible conditions.

You must take action.

Action that pleases the people,
but doesn't upset me.

Brilliant, Flimnap! Brilliant.

Reldresal, take position.

Excuse me.

-Superb!
-I can match that, Your Highness.

Match this, Flimnap.

Well won, Reldresal!
Magnificent footwork!

You'll be the best
prime minister we've had.

-And the most handsome.
-Well done!

I'm sorry, Your Majesty,
I was carried away.

-Reldresal cannot hold office.
-You're not being very sporting.

He'll be a prime minister who conspires
with traitorous Gwendolyn Bermogg!

-The Bermoggs were banished.
-I've seen him with her.

-Renounce her, forever!
-She is a dangerous woman.

She and her father refuse to open
their eggs at the small end!

Your Majesty, he is not disloyal
to you. He loves this woman.

Don't meddle in our internal affairs.

You are under arrest
unless you renounce her.

Well?

-Take him to the tower!
-Guards!

Treason, under my very nose!

Galbet, search everywhere.
Seize Bermogg and his daughter.

-Yes, sire.
-But you don't need war or prisons.

Compromise a little. Everyone can
open your eggs in the middle.

The middle?

The middle.

It's impossible! Barbaric!

You don't need Reldresal for a war.

Of course I don't need
a prime minister for a war.

-But I need one to blame if we lose.
-That's not fair.

Of course it isn't. It's war!

And you're not going anywhere
until we win it.

-I thought you were a man of justice.
-I hate justice, but I love law.

Reldresal will be executed unless
you both see the light of triumph...

...of the right might
over the wrong right.

Reldresal.

-Gulliver.
-You must escape.

It's no use.
Gwendolyn won't stay now.

Galbet is looking for them.

But he'll kill them.
Get me out! Get me out!

Hurry! Before the guards come!

Gulliver, this is Gwendolyn.

She's beautiful.
No wonder you risked your life.

-We must go to Blefuscu.
-But they started a war against you.

-Who told you that?
-What does it matter?

He's right. It's ridiculous
to kill people over eggs.

I know. Some people of Blefuscu
are related to us.

The king is the emperor's cousin.

If only they hadn't
had breakfast together.

He's stupid all day,
but you still serve him.

-Please, don't argue.
-But he wants to be so important.

-I won't be a nobody.
-Better than being a dead somebody.

Stay here with him. I'll help you.

Nobody can stop this war.

Why fight for something
you don't believe in?

I'll teach you to attack an old man!
Respect age and position!

Don't kill each other!
There are a thousand ways to eat eggs.

You can scramble them, coddle them
or devil them.

You can bake them, boil them,
Benedict them or poach them.

If you fight over them,
you only smash them.

Stop that fighting!

Kill the traitors at once!

Silence! I've lost my patience!
I'll end this abominable war!

Halt!

I'll end it if you forgive the Bermoggs
and restore Reldresal to office.

And finish my boat!

Anything, as long as
you defeat Blefuscu.

-Which is what I planned all along!
-Yes, Your Majesty.

On to Blefuscu!

Death to Blefuscu!

His lmperial Blefuscunian
Highness approaches!

King of Blefuscu, and of all lesser
lands and people, a protector.

Well, they're certainly
deadly-looking ships.

Now we can sail against Lilliput.

The mightiest armada ever.

If it beats those barbarians
to their knees...

...and forces them to open eggs
at the big end...

...it'll be worth it.

-A giant! He's huge!
-He's huge!

A giant man is stealing our fleet!
Stop him!

-He's stealing our ships!
-Don't let him get away!

He's stealing our navy!

Catapults, fire!

-That's the end of our navy.
-We're defeated.

We're bankrupt.

A wonderful, wonderful,
wonderful fellow is Gulliver

Most powerful, powerful man
In all the world

On Gulliver we depend
He certainly is a friend

He ended the war
He settled the score

He's brave and defiant
A lovable giant is Gulliver

As tall as a mountain
But gentle as can be

So give three cheers for Gulliver
For everyone will agree

A wonderful, wonderful,
Wonderful fellow is he

He's brave and defiant
A lovable giant is Gulliver

As tall as a mountain
But gentle as can be

So give three cheers for Gulliver

We owe our freedom to Gulliver.

He hasn't settled that
stupid egg problem.

Now, Father, don't get us
in trouble again.

Reldresal, you were always
my choice for prime minister.

Glorious victory over
the wrong end of the egg!

-The way you won was enchanting.
-Thank you.

I am going to give you
the hero's medal for heroism.

The Lilliputian Order,
the highest military award!

I pronounce you Nardac!

Ready below? Do you have the medal?

Hurry up! I'm waiting!

Hurry! Our emperor, whose head is
higher than the clouds, awaits!

Here.

Thank you.

Tonight, we celebrate
with dancing and wine.

Then I'll ready my boat.

And between breakfast
and readying your boat...

...l want you to kill
everyone on Blefuscu.

But Lilliput is safe.

-I said, kill them!
-We've won. lsn't that enough?

Then force them to open their eggs
at the little end.

No, I will not degrade anyone.
We don't need vengeance.

I need it!

On to the banquet.

How dare that man disobey you!

He didn't disobey.
His Majesty didn't insist.

I never had to insist before.
It's unheard of.

-Disgraceful.
-Humiliating.

I'm never humiliated.
But it was disgraceful.

-He won the war.
-He shamed the army and navy.

What's war without death?

Where's the sacrifice beyond
the call of duty? The heroism?

I move the prime minister
suggest a way...

...to dispose of this freak.

Well, Reldresal?

If we kill him, there would
be a danger of an epidemic.

-The navy could float him out to sea.
-Too big. Cost too much.

I have it!

We'll send him to Blefuscu
and have them kill him.

Superb idea, Your Majesty.

That way, he's their problem.

It may not be nice, but it's legal.

What if they decide
to use him against us?

Shame! Shame! Shame!
How can you plot against Gulliver?

Now, dear, don't get excited.
Nobody's plotting.

You can't fool me. Criers are out
proclaiming your kindness.

That means someone will be executed.

-Gulliver wouldn't do my bidding!
-That's no excuse for killing him!

Listen.

Such a sweet, gentle song...

...for such a big, powerful man.

-But I sing, and much better.
-Be quiet!

If he'd made a fool of you,
you wouldn't be swaying like a maiden.

-You'd be spitting nails at him.
-Such vanity. Such vanity!

Nothing he does can offend me.

Fire!

Put out the fire!

Stay where you are. I'll put it out.

The uncouth, vile, filthy, evil,
dirty spitting and spewing animal.

As I said, madam. As I said.

Destroy him. He's ruined my dress.
Destroy him!

-Precisely the way we all feel.
-Execute him.

Brilliant!
You're a man of action, Flimnap.

You're accused of treason. Flee!

-The emperor's mad.
-Executioners are coming.

Treason? But I saved Lilliput.
I was even decorated.

You made Galbet jealous. The admiral
hates you for scuttling the fleet.

The empress is furious.
You ruined her dignity and her dress.

I stop wars, put out fires,
feed people...

...give them hope, peace and
prosperity. How can I be a traitor?

Treason, man, treason.

The emperor hates you because
you're more important than he is.

Petty ambition, selfish people.

Go to freedom and eggs
the way you want them.

-I never eat eggs.
-Neither do I. It's the principle.

You caused trouble, endangered
your daughter, to win a point?

You promised the giant
would solve our problems.

He will. You're the biggest.
Make everyone open eggs your way.

No one's big enough
to stop your bickering.

It poisons everything.

Make them think like you.
That will end bickering and war.

Don't you see?
Then I'd be just like the emperor.

And so would you.
Using my strength to oppress others.

-Treason!
-False pride and vanity.

They destroy everything for lovers.
Elizabeth was right.

The only safety is in being obscure,
in being nothing.

-Down with force and power.
-Kill him!

Call the guards!

Please, I need your help.

Halt!

-I must show this to the king.
-See the king's chamberlain.

-Welcome to Brobdingnag.
-Don't be frightened. You're safe.

Is that his name? Gulliver?

Yes, my dear. He belongs to Elizabeth.
She's told us all about him.

Now they're the prized possessions
of your king.

I know how highly you value these
little people, but I must warn you.

Little people are shrunken people,
and shrunken people are dangerous.

Makovan, shrunken people are little
and little people are toys.

And no one in the entire land
of Brobdingnag has them except me.

Take your Gulliver inside.
He needs food and rest.

And the court tailor will
make him new clothes.

You're going to be very rich, my girl.
Very rich.

-What did you say your name was, dear?
-Glumdalclitch.

There you are. That will keep
your family happy for years.

I don't wanna sell him.
I brought him because law says:

"Little people should be brought
to the palace at once."

That's quite right.
Only the king can own little people.

But he's mine. I found him.

My dear child, I've got a surprise
for you. Come along with me.

What do you think of these?

My collection of
the tiniest animals in the world.

-They're very nice.
-Nice?

It's the most unusual collection ever.
Come see my favourite.

See this tiny crocodile?

He's the fiercest fighting flesh
of his size in captivity. Watch.

See how he snaps at it?
That's why we keep him alone.

He'd kill the others instantly.
Now, as a reward...

...I'll give you any of these animals,
except my crocodile.

I don't want any. I want my Gulliver.

Come now, girl. Don't be stubborn.
Your king knows best.

He's a king for grownups. Children
don't have a king to protect them.

I'm everybody's king.

You take things from children,
like all grownups.

They never ask. They just take.

Why not let her stay here? She'll
be an excellent guardian for them.

All right. Then I'll decree...

...that your parents let you
live here. See? I'm your king too.

Thank you.
I'll protect them with my life!

I'll show you your room,
and we'll get you a lovely new dress.

Pages, bring the castle.

You never saw anything
of Pritchard or the crew?

After the Antelope sank,
I washed ashore here.

Let's hope that they were saved too.

I never stopped believing
you were alive. Not for a moment.

When I think of what those
little people might have done to you!

They were vain and selfish.
You're so right.

Wanting to be important
and powerful is meaningless.

Our being together is
all the importance we ever needed.

-Wait!
-Are you all right?

It's Glumdalclitch,
the little girl who found you.

-How do you do? And thank you.
-You're welcome.

I'm going to sleep now,
but if you want anything, just call.

Good night, dear.

lsn't this a beautiful place?
And no mortgage, either.

It's a paradise compared to Wapping.

I don't care where we are as long
as we're together and safe.

-You got your strength back fast.
-Giant food agrees with me.

No, don't. We're not married yet.

Elizabeth, open the door.
Elizabeth!

Glumdalclitch, wake up!

-Wake the king. We want to be married.
-Now? But everyone's asleep.

Fetch the king, please.

All right. Stop shouting.

Grownups are silly. And little
grownups are sillier than anybody.

Wake up in there! Wake up!

Why arouse everyone?
They want a simple ceremony.

If I have to be up in the middle
of the night, so does everybody.

-You forgot your slippers.
-I want to do this and go to sleep.

Don't be so grumpy, dear.

Remember carrying me off by moonlight?
How impetuous you were!

How the fires of passion stirred you!

I wish they'd stir now.
It's cold in these halls.

-Please, Your Majesty.
-Yes, all right.

-Where are they?
-There, King Brob.

Pages, get the fire going.
These stones are cold.

They'll be a delightful couple.
Charming!

Forgive me for disturbing you.

Quite all right.
You sure you know what you're doing?

None of your jokes.
You're making them nervous.

They're supposed to be nervous.
Where's the licence?

Where'd they go, the little lovers?

For shame! Shame on all of you!

Stop this nonsense.
Marry them at once.

You're right, dear.
I'd better marry them at once.

I pronounce you man and wife
by the authority vested in me, by me.

Live happily, long life,
lots of children, that sort of thing.

He should kiss the bride.

He is, dear.
And now, can we go back to bed?

Wake up. Wake up, sleepyheads.
It's morning.

"On our honeymoon. Be back soon.
Love, Elizabeth and Lemuel Gulliver."

Oh, dear. No!

Darling, if we're gone too long,
Glumdalclitch might get into trouble.

She's a big girl. A very big girl.
She can take care of herself.

No more cares. No more worries.

Not a one. I only have to keep you
happy, and I'll work hard to do it.

Work? What for?

-To get money to buy food.
-We get all our food free.

-Then, to pay taxes, at least.
-But there are no taxes on us.

-Then to save money for our family.
-The king will give us money.

Yes, but-- I guess so.

I don't have a thing to worry
about for the rest of my life.

Gulliver? Elizabeth?
Where are you? Answer me!

Elizabeth, here I am!

Down here!

Glumdalclitch, hurry. Over here.

-There you are. Where's Gulliver?
-Here I am!

Down here.

Down here!

-Don't run away again.
-Thank you for saving me.

-Why did you run away?
-We didn't run away.

When you're grown up--
become an adult, you'll understand.

-You could have been killed.
-We won't do it again.

I love you both,
but you must do what I say.

You must behave, or the king
won't let me stay with you.

I have to take you back right now.

The queen is terribly worried.

You upset the queen.

-You cannot leave without permission.
-Where did you go?

On our honeymoon. Your country is
as beautiful as England.

-We won't go out alone again.
-Sensible. She will take care of you.

-I can take care of Elizabeth.
-Good! I like little men with spunk.

There. Let's see the alchemist find
a formula to get him out of that.

A clever move, sire.

He'll take your rook
if you move there.

-I beg your pardon?
-I shouldn't have interfered.

You play chess?

-Quite often.
-He's very good.

Let's see how good he is.
Take over Makovan's game.

-May I study the board?
-Of course.

I'm ready, Your Majesty.

That's a strange move.

Really? I'd like
to know more about him.

-What were you in your little country?
-I was a doctor.

A witchery doctor.

No, Makovan. A bodily doctor.

Baying at the moon or waving a cat
won't cure a bladder ailment.

Stop that jabbering. It's my move.

Ridiculous. lmpossible.

I can take your--

No, then you could take my--
This isn't a judging game.

You'd better let him win.

You win.

He can't help it
if he's a bright man.

It isn't like you to be a bad loser.

He didn't lose. A witch tricked him
into making false moves.

But I couldn't have been
beaten by such a tiny witch.

Maybe he wasn't always small.

A witch can make himself
any size he wants.

Have you seen the way he kisses
that woman of his?

Witches aren't interested
in that sort of thing.

Precisely.

Do married people kiss so happily?
Always, all the time?

You have a point there, Makovan.

My stomach!

Oh, it hurts!

Makovan, get me some herbs quickly.

They're angry with us.

Teatime's past,
and they always invited me.

Is that the price? Loss of dignity?

-Losing the game isn't losing dignity.
-It's pretending to be stupid.

-You could try to humour them.
-I could educate them.

They're backward,
they're in the Middle Ages.

Don't change them. That'd spoil
everything. We're happy here.

-We can't be when we're nobodies.
-Try to be equal, they'll hate us.

If I don't, they'll laugh.
They laugh enough, they'll get bored.

Then they'll stop laughing.

Since that's all we're here for,
they'll get rid of us.

-The queen is ill.
-When? We just left her.

I saw them carry her to her quarters.

-Who's caring for her?
-Makovan.

-She needs a doctor.
-No, please.

-She's healthy. She just eats too much.
-Please wait!

Take me to Makovan's laboratory.

I can't do that. The king won't
allow it. It's forbidden.

Do as I say!

It's an evil place filled
with Makovan's magic.

-I'll turn his magic into medicine.
-No! You'll be killed.

Don't worry. It's our best chance
to live happily ever after forever.

Take me there.

This will soothe you. My special
formula made of spirits of theriac.

-It's too hot, you fool!
-It must be hot, Your Majesty.

It's not helping her, Makovan.
Try another formula.

King Brob? Please, King Brob.
Let Dr. Gulliver help her.

What are you doing here?
Go away, child.

Just relax. I'm a physician,
a doctor. I'll help you.

I'm dying.

You're not dying.
You merely have an upset stomach.

But it aches so.

I have prepared a solution
of laudanum, a paregoric.

-Drink it and you'll feel better.
-Are you sure?

I know it will cure you.
I'm staking my life on it.

As a physician, I wish I could take
madam's hand and soothe her.

Yes, doctor.

The medicine is on the table.
Drink it down like a good girl.

Yes, doctor.

She's calling for him.
She's losing her mind.

No, he's going to help her.
He's a doctor.

Help her? That little witch?
Where is he?

-Put it down! No, no!
-Away.

-All of it, madam!
-Yes, doctor.

He's poisoned her.

She needed help on the inside,
not the outside.

There he is!

Catch him!

Stop it!

I feel better already.

-Are you sure?
-The pain's completely gone.

You gave me the scare of my life.

All of you leave.
I wish to consult with Gulliver.

You may leave too, dear.
Gulliver will be safe here with me.

I said I'd like a few minutes
alone with my physician.

-Your what?
-My doctor.

Dr. Gulliver.

I can care for you.
Get rid of that man.

You didn't save my life. He did.

-I'm your husband.
-I want my doctor.

All right then. I'll take my doctor.
Dr. Makovan, come with me.

I told you he was a witch, sire.
Shall I burn him?

It's not fair to burn a witch
without proving it.

Do you want me to burn him,
then prove him a witch?

Or shall I prove it, then burn him?

I don't want the queen upset.
That's what I want.

Then I shall prove him first,
and then burn him later.

Is that what you wish?

Must I always tell you what to do?
Show a little initiative.

-Can I watch you make him a witch?
-I'm not making him a witch.

-Can I watch you make him a witch?
-I'm not making him a witch.

He is one, I'll just prove it.

Can I watch? Are you going
to burn him afterward?

Witches are always burned at
midnight, after your bedtime.

-I was told to bring Gulliver.
-Yes. Just put him on the table.

Not with that cat here.
I'd better keep him in my basket.

The thing's a doll!

-You sent for me? Can I be of service?
-Perhaps.

This is my daughter, Shrike.

Darling, this is Glumdalclitch,
guardian of this--

He's not a doll! He's my little man.

I'm not big enough to be your father,
but I'm old enough.

He's silly looking
and squeaks like a mouse.

You're jealous because
you don't have one.

Now, girls. You both
go outside and play.

King Brob told me never
to leave Gulliver.

Out, I said. There'll be
honey cakes and milk for you later.

It's all right. We have grownup
scientific matters to discuss.

-What substance is that?
-Air, water, fire and earth.

Plus the spirits of alchemy?

-Mercury, sulphur, arsenic.
-You know those?

-Chemists know our debt to magicians.
-You know magic?

They called it magic when trying
to change iron into gold.

-We call it chemistry now.
-You know how to make gold from iron?

It's easier to make a silk purse
out of a sow's ear.

You can do that?

How did you know?

Stop that! Girls!

Stop that. Stop that, I say!

Easy. Daddy loves his little baby.
There, there.

He'll put you in the tanks! You'll
turn blue! lt'll prove you're a witch.

-He'll kill you.
-Don't worry. I can handle it.

Everyone he says is a witch,
they turn blue in those magic waters.

What did you do?
You're not a witch, are you?

No, Glumdalclitch.

There, there, my sweet.

Leave her alone, you bully.
Sit here and watch me turn him blue.

Then can I stay up late
and see the fire?

Turn blue? An innocent man?

A shrivelled man
who beats the king at chess...

...cures the queen and makes a silk
purse from a sow's ear must turn blue.

Climb down into that pan.

That's enough.
Get in the next one.

-Climb out, Gulliver.
-Yes, sir.

He didn't turn blue!

-Incredible!
-Merely a chemical reaction.

This contains lichen,
which eats algae.

Anyone stepping into lichen and then
into an alkaline, must turn blue.

-But you're red.
-Of course.

I changed the alkaline to acid.
Acid will then turn anything red.

Amazing witchery.
It's still colourless.

It's the same as your experiment.
It will turn you red.

Never!

Gulliver, the cat!

My cat! You've turned her red.

There, there, my sweet.
Daddy didn't do it, the witch did it.

Your hair will turn red!
Sure as science, and I'm not a witch.

It's turning!

It is, Daddy. It's red.
Your hair.

Little witch, you'll make
a short but colourful flame.

Where does he get such power? To turn
my hair red, to cure the queen?

Where does he get such power? To turn
my hair red, to cure the queen?

I say destroy the witch, sire,
before he destroys us.

-It wasn't magic!
-He's not a witch!

Invisible spirits. Evil spirits.

You turned Makovan's hair red.

-Only because I know chemistry.
-There's no such thing, or I'd know.

-No one knows it all.
-What he doesn't know, doesn't exist!

Brobdingnaggians are
the wisest people in the world.

And I'm their king, understand?

Admit you never beat me at chess.
By fair means, I mean.

If I deny what I know,
what I see and what I hear...

...then I deny all knowledge.

-And if the queen gets another ache?
-That has nothing to do with this!

Get that through
your little thick head!

Deny anything they want,
say anything! Save yourself.

I can't live without you.

Open the cage.
I'm ready to confess everything.

Confess, then.

I confess that the sun
goes round the Earth.

I confess that the world is flat.

I confess that there is
no such thing as...

...medicine or science.

And it would take a witch
to beat me at chess.

It would take a witch.

Now he's more guilty than ever.

There was no medicine,
so he cured the queen with nothing.

Only a witch could do that.
We must burn him.

I'm afraid we must. I'm sorry.

You promised I would be spared.
You lied!

You wear an ignorant's fear.
What you don't know, you destroy.

-Burn him!
-No!

Wait. I have a better way
to destroy a witch.

Remarkable idea, sire.
There won't even be an ash remaining.

Go back to bed, child.

She must be spared.
She's done nothing.

-They are both alike.
-On with it!

Leave her there for now.
Open the door of the cage.

Dr. Gulliver! Take this!

-That's it! That's it!
-Come on!

Kill him! Get him, get him!

Hit him again!

-Kill him!
-Finish it!

Come on, kill him!

Come on, get him!

See what powers he has? The strength
of a dozen his size. Burn him.

Gulliver! Elizabeth!

-After them!
-Come on!

-Don't let them get away!
-Stop them!

They're coming.
Where shall I hide you?

You can't stay here.
Animals will eat you.

You can't do anymore. Save yourself!

Where are they?
Where did you hide them?

I don't know!

Leave the child alone.
They're somewhere here. Find them.

They must be somewhere here.

-We can't let them escape.
-Set light to the brush!

We're going to die here.

If only I'd listened to you!

If only I hadn't tried
to make you live my way.

If only I hadn't wanted
everything my way.

There, at the stream.

Hurry! Into the basket.

Where are we?

I don't know.

Was it a dream?

As real as anything we think.

But the giants.
What if the giants come back?

They're always with us,
the giants and the Lilliputians.

lnside us.

Their terrible world
waiting to take our lives...

...waiting for us to make a mistake.
To be selfish again.

How can we bear it?
How can we live with such fear?

With love.
The way Glumdalclitch did.

Glumdalclitch. What happened to her?

She's waiting to be born.

Yes.

We're back in our world!

Pardon me. We're lost.

Perhaps you've heard of our country
from a soldier or sailor.

-We come from far-off England.
-A town called Wapping.

Are you barmy? This is England.

And Wapping's just beyond
that wood.

Thank you. Thank you, sir.