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I'll take you as far as the Broad. Then
I've got to go see my mum's lawyer.

I know. You already said.

Mmm...

Definitely not.

Yes!

- What do you think?
- No capes, Lyra.

- No capes.
- Ah, what does he know?

Or hats.

The point is to blend in. This
is good enough for you, Pan.

You can't put Pan in that.

Lyra, people are going
to be looking for me.

Bad people. The police.

You mustn't look different,
or you'll draw attention to us.

They'll start asking questions.
They'll find this window and everything.

This is a good hiding
place. I'm safer here.

So let's keep it that way.

Lyra?

- Sorry, Pan.
- Unbelievable.

It stinks of old goat!

- You sure you remember where this is?
- This is the gate.

I can see it, Will.

Lyra, wait! Wait!

Are you okay?

Yeah. They don't have
cars that fast in my Oxford.

You don't have the word
"wait," either. Come on. Get up.

This way.

I'm fine. Thanks for asking.

Is this similar to your Oxford?

I guess. Sort of.

We need to be careful. Blend in.

Sorry.

- Come on. Lyra.
- Mind out!

Wait! That building's
close to Jordan in my world.

Lyra, slow down!

I've never heard
of Jordan College.

The tower's right
there! It's right next to it!

Oh! So sorry. So
sorry. So sorry.

What's the matter?

You were right. Jordan College
doesn't exist in your world.

This isn't like
our Oxford at all.

Come on.

Your eminences.
Venerable brothers.

I will not use this solemn day to
tell of the wildness of the witch,

whom I saw strike our
brother Sturrock down.

But have no fear.

She and her kind will
be brought to account.

As acting Cardinal of this
Magisterium, I have a duty to tell you

that these troubled times call
for strong, decisive leadership.

The Authority has blessed
me with a clarity of purpose

which cuts through
my grief like a knife!

In deepest respect,

I dedicate myself
to this great task.

That's nothing. One
time, I fell off a tree,

and the librarian
thought I'd broken my leg.

So he carried me all the way from
the Botanic Gardens back to Jordan.

We have the Botanic Gardens.
My mum used to take me.

Good as new.

What's that thing, anyway?
Why do you keep looking at it?

I just need to do something.

What's it do?

You phone people on
it. And it tells you stuff.

- Like the news.
- I have something a bit like that.

But better.

Mmm-hmm.

I asked it about you, Will.

- It told me you're a murderer.
- What?

I needed to know
about you, so I asked it.

And it's fine. It's the
good kind of murderer.

- Like you're...
- Stop saying that word.

You don't know what
you're talking about.

I had no choice.

- What's it saying?
- It's saying I need to see my mum.

I have to make sure she's all
right. Stay out of trouble, okay?

I'll meet you at the Botanic Gardens.
- 00 p.m.

You shouldn't have
called him a murderer.

This looks more like our Oxford.

- I do not like this place.
- Get in!

- Mmm?
- Shh.

Where do I find a scholar
to tell me about Dust?

- Keys. Which saint held the keys?
- Saint Peter, wasn't it?

So there must be a
St. Peter's College.

It's telling me to look for the
door with a mountain on it.

It's saying... not
to lie to the scholar.

How are you going
to manage that?

It's telling me to focus on the
boy. To help him find his father.

But I thought Will was
supposed to be helping us.

We don't have much time.

- Let's find the scholar first.
- Okay.

You interested in skulls?

Mmm.

Did you know that people still
do that? Drill holes in their heads.

They must be lunatics.

There's a name for it. I've
forgotten what it's called.

Trepanning.

- Are you a student in Oxford?
- No. It says it there.

I wish I knew so
much at your age.

- Charles.
- Lizzie.

I'm a collector. I've donated
various items to this place.

Listen, um, if you ever want to
know more about these artifacts...

- Thanks.
- Nice to meet you, Lizzie.

You were right. Will texted
me. He'll be in touch soon.

The head of the
Magisterium, Ruta.

He was a bloated monster who
spread hate and fear and blindness.

I had to send Dr. Lanselius as a
peace envoy to clean up this mess.

We can't get drawn into
this cycle of futile revenge.

We must focus on the
girl and the prophecy.

You speak as if
you are above this.

And you act as if you
have no self-control.

I protected the prophecy.

Thanks to me, our enemies
still don't know the child's name.

We need to unite the nine clans.
We've cut the head off the Magisterium.

So let's finish
what they started.

The world's changing.
We've all sensed it.

The skies are darkening.
The light is dulled.

I'm trying to reach for the
child, but she feels indistinct.

Like she's behind a veil.

If we cannot reach
her, all will be lost.

This is it. St. Peter's College.

You mustn't go lying to
the scholar. Remember that.

Pan, I won't lie to
him. I can do that.

Hi. Uh, can you please tell
me where the physicist is?

Well, what kind of physicist
are you after? Will I do?

You're a scholar?

Believe it or not, I am, yeah.

- What were you doing?
- Oh, I'm watching a...

There's a nest of fledglings
in the drain. Wrens.

They come back every
year. Sorry. You are?

- Lyra Silvertongue.
- Mary Malone.

- You're not a student, are you?
- Can you please tell me about Dust?

Dust? What do you mean?

Well, we call it
Dust in my world.

Or we also call it Rusakov
particles. You ever heard of them?

In your world? In
your school, you mean.

No.

We're not allowed to study Dust,

because the Magisterium
thinks it's original sin,

and they take children to the
North, and now there's an opening.

And my father is...

I'm saying it all wrong. I didn't
think it would be this difficult.

I'm not sure I'm who
you're looking for, Lyra...

Yes. Yes, you
are. I know you are.

Is there someone
I can call to help?

- Your parents, or...
- No.

This matters.

This matters so much.

You see, my friend was killed...

because of Dust.

I've traveled so far. I found
myself here. And Jordan's gone.

And I don't know where to go.

I need to find out about Dust,
because if I don't find out about Dust,

it will all be for nothing.

Roger's death
will be for nothing.

- I miss him so much.
- I'm sorry about your friend.

I need you to tell me about
the particles you study.

Please.

Okay. Okay.

You missed the funeral.

You know, I'm not sure
you've shown Cardinal Sturrock

the respect he deserves.

Will you help MacPhail
keep the top job?

They vote this evening,
but he has stiff competition.

Father Graves.

I think you'd make a better
Cardinal than either of them.

Graves is on quite the crusade.

He's arrested half the North, and
the council seem rather pleased.

I saw they're holding that manservant
of Asriel's down in the basement.

Any sign of the man himself?

Mmm-mmm.

Not a trace.

Where have you been hiding?

Away... on business.

And you? How is that
charming daughter of yours?

The escape artist.

They grow up so fast. Has
her daemon settled yet?

My daughter is none
of your business.

You are Dr. Martin Lanselius.
Consul to the witches of the North.

And you claim to have been sent
here as a peace envoy. Is that correct?

Appointed by Queen
Serafina Pekkala

to reaffirm the mutual
tolerance between our cultures.

I was sorry to hear of
the Cardinal's death,

but that witch acted alone.

We have grounds to
believe you are here as a spy.

Do you deny that the witches have
been conspiring against the Magisterium

with the heretic Asriel?

- And you are here to gain intelligence.
- Absolutely.

To side in human conflict
is against their nature.

You will find no evidence of
conspiracy, because there is none.

I am here to offer our deep
regret and broker peace. That is all.

May I question the prisoner?

Dr. Lanselius, you are the son
of a witch. Born out of wedlock.

- This witch, did she raise you?
- I spent my childhood in the Lakes.

Then, as is the tradition, when
my daemon settled, I left her.

Ah.

What sort of a mother
would send her child away?

Is this not all a perversion
of all that is natural?

She sent me to my father,

to spare me the pain
of the daemon ritual.

- A barbaric practice.
- No. The ritual is beautiful.

There is a region in the furthest
North where daemons cannot go.

To become a witch, a
girl must cross it alone.

It allows separation
without breaking the soul.

Witches have been hiding the power
of daemon separation for centuries!

Rituals aren't a secret. The
witches have no quarrel with you.

Witches are the enemies of men.

They use their soft,
deceitful ways to seduce us!

They steal men's seed, and
then they abandon their offspring.

Well, then, you have
misunderstood them.

Oh, please enlighten me.

Witches see the mysteries,
and beauty of this planet

in ways that men cannot see...

Blasphemy! Do you
hear that? Blasphemy!

Thank you, Father Graves.

Only the Authority can know
the mysteries of this world.

All rise.

Dr. Lanselius, you are
hereby condemned as a traitor.

By Magisterium decree, on the charges
of heresy, collusion, and conspiracy,

you are sentenced to eight years'
hard labor, and daemon captivity.

Take him downstairs.

Next detainee to be
called, number 1-9-8-4.

- Thank you.
- Please.

Thank you for seeing me.

I'm Will Parry. Elaine
and John Parry's son.

In this letter he
wrote to my mum,

he said if there was ever any
trouble, she should contact you.

I expect he was talking about
the trust I helped him set up.

Your mum's been getting a small
payment from the fund every month.

- William...
- We need the money now.

I'm afraid by law,
you're still a minor.

And therefore, I can't let you
have the money just like that.

Your mum would need to
come and see me herself.

- She's not very well.
- I'm sorry to hear that.

Your file, Ms. Perkins.

Well...

You could ask one
of the other trustees.

Hmm.

Graham and Annabel
Parry. Your grandparents.

What?

Ah.

I recall there was some
dispute over your father's estate.

Yes, here we are. They
have an Oxford address.

I have grandparents in Oxford.

- Thanks.
- So...

you wanted to ask
me some questions?

Sorry. They're a bit stale.

Okay. I promise to
answer your questions

if you promise to answer
mine in return. Deal?

- Fire ahead.
- Do you study Dust?

I don't know what your Dust is,

but we study something
called dark matter.

And what's dark matter?

We don't really know.
That's sort of the point.

It's... It's not visible.

It's the matter in between all
the known bits of the universe.

Stars and galaxies.
Do you study physics?

Uh...

Sort of.

Well, we were trying to find
a particular type of particle.

One that doesn't respond to
light, so it's very difficult to detect.

We call them shadow particles.

We built an electromagnetic
field around a detector

to try and isolate their signal.

And then we fed that through the
Cave... Uh, our computer. To amplify it.

And...

what we discovered was
actually pretty extraordinary.

I started testing objects to see if
the particles would respond differently.

I saw more activity when
the items were man-made.

A chess piece. My I
Ching box, in particular.

Finally, in a moment of
madness, I attached myself.

But it was only afterwards, when I
was lost in thought, that it happened.

What did you find?

The shadow particles
made contact.

They seemed to be... conscious.

I don't know how else to put it.

You can't see them
unless you expect to.

Unless you put your
mind in a certain state.

Um...

Do you know the poet John Keats?

He has a phrase for
it. "Negative capability."

You have to hold your mind in a
state of expectation, without impatience.

And then, they flock to
your thoughts like birds.

That's Dust.

Lyra, how do you know about
my work? None of it's published.

Because of this.

That's really beautiful.
Is it some kind of game?

It's not a game. It told me to look
for the door with a mountain on it.

Ask me something I'd
never be able to know.

Oh, gosh.

Um...

Okay. Tell me what I did
before I became a scientist.

You were a nun. But you
stopped believing and you left.

They'd never let you
do that in my world.

What?

How did you do that?

Well...

it's like you said.

I put my mind in a sort
of... in-between state.

And the meanings
just come to me.

And that's how you
knew about my research.

It told me you'd tell me
about Dust. It's the original sin.

Original sin?

I became a physicist so I wouldn't
have to think about things like that.

Well, you need to.

The Magisterium in my
world want to destroy it.

Who are the Magisterium?

They control everything.
They think Dust is evil.

But I think what
they do is evil.

Sometimes people are afraid
of things they don't understand.

Dark matter does sound pretty
ominous, but in my experience,

it's actually quite beautiful.

Can I see your
computer Cave? Please?

We've been waiting for you to
come and see us. Hoping you would.

Why don't I know you?

When your dad went missing...

we were all very upset.

Some thoughtless words were said.
But we're very happy that you found us.

How is Elaine?

We know she had a hard time
after your father disappeared.

- Is she okay now?
- Why did he leave us?

I know Johnny found it very
hard to be away from you.

Anyway, it doesn't matter. I just
need your help with this trust stuff.

Oh, for heaven's sake.
You see? What did I tell you?

- She sent him here for money.
- Graham!

- She didn't send me anywhere.
- Graham!

I'm sorry. Just
give him a moment.

- DI Walters.
- It's Graham Parry.

You were right. He came to us.

Keep him there. I'm coming now.

I understand why you're angry.

John's absence has been hard
on all of us. But we can help you.

- You can even stay here, if you like.
- Can Mum stay?

It sounds like your mum
needs some professional help.

How do you know that?

- Mum's fine.
- Well, she's not fine, is she, Will?

And neither are you.

Your parents exchanged letters,

and for some reason, the
police think that they're important.

If you could just explain
and help us find them,

then all of this can be over...

Oh!

- I'm sorry.
- Don't worry at all.

You can sit just here.

I'm just going to attach these
electrodes to your temples

to hook you up and when I do,

just try to clear your mind. You
can look at that screen there.

I've only managed to do this
once with a small response,

so let's just see what happens.

Oh, you can relax.
It won't hurt you.

Okay.

All set. Just give it a go.

What? Did I do something wrong?

No, no, no. That's the
best display I've ever seen.

- What were you thinking?
- I was just asking if it was Dust.

I think that means yes. But I
can get it clearer than that. Look.

But those are pictures.

It must be Dust.

Your particles.

It's talking in the
alethiometer's language now.

But you could get it fixed
into words very easily...

- Wait, wait, wait, wait. Say that again.
- It says you're important.

You have something
important to do.

But you have to make
the connection yourself.

The Chinese box you have upstairs.
You'll need it where you're going.

You mean the I Ching?

Time... Oh, no.

- Um, I have to leave. I'm late.
- What? No, you can't go!

Sorry. I've got
someone waiting for me.

- Will you come back? Tomorrow, please!
- Okay.

Bye.

Come on, Lyra.

Well, now that party's
over, I think I'll take my leave.

Leave?

What kind of woman raised
Father Graves, do you think?

You see how he paraded himself.

I cannot understand why
he's afforded such admiration.

- Sometimes subtlety is overrated.
- What are you suggesting?

You must go one
step further to beat him.

Mmm.

You heard Lanselius. We know
where the witches are vulnerable.

It would be most irregular to act
before the trials have terminated.

Graves is a man of big
words. Be a man of big actions.

The Cardinalship is yours.

You just need to
show some... strength.

Will! I found the scholar!

She's called Mary Malone and
she's got an engine that can see Dust

and she's going to make it
talk. Will, it was incredible.

I found out that Dust
might not be sin at all.

I don't know what it is,
but we need to find out.

We need to go. Now.

Will.

I never knew there were
so many ways to talk to Dust.

Actually talk to it.

I mean, the alethiometer,
the Cave, the Chinese sticks.

If I could just go back there tomorrow
and play a bit more with the engine...

- Will, what's the matter?
- I thought you'd been caught.

I was waiting for you out there

when the police were looking
for me, and you were playing.

- I was doing something important.
- What am I doing around waiting for you?

What am I doing here?

I came back here to make sure my mum
was okay. Not to mess around with you.

- Because you need my help.
- Why do I need your help?

- To find your father.
- What do you know about my father?

I only... I don't know. I've only
been told we need to find him.

Told by who? Hmm? They're lying.

Okay? My dad left me and my mum
to go off to the Arctic. Okay? He's dead.

Will you let me show you?

It's called an alethiometer.

If you ask it a question,
it will tell you the truth.

I've asked it about your father.

You took some letters
and you ran away.

There was a man. I
think he was a thief.

Hmm?

- And you killed him.
- I wasn't meant to.

They were scaring my mum.

He tried to steal her
letters and he fell.

I can't stop thinking about it.

Can you ask it whether my mum's
okay? I need to know she'll be all right.

She's worried. But the man you
left her with, he's kind. She's safe.

It says she's safe, Will.

And that thing only
tells you the truth?

Yeah. Not good
or bad, just truth.

Did it really say
my dad was alive?

It said we need to find him.

- I don't know who to trust anymore.
- I didn't, either.

People that I thought were
safe... turned out not to be.

But you can trust me.

I won't give you away.
Not to anyone. I promise.

I've done that before.
I betrayed someone.

I hate myself for it.

I'm going to have
to leave her. Aren't I?

Just like my dad did.

I don't want to, Lyra. But
I'll put her in danger if I stay.

The alethiometer told me
you're connected to Cittàgazze.

Maybe your father is, too.

I like it here.

Me, too.

I think it was the most
extraordinary discussion I've ever had.

She had this quality about
her. And the things she knew.

Listen, Oliver, she achieved
the best results we've ever had.

What we need is a tangible
solution to this funding situation.

She hasn't got a spare
million, as well, has she?

She's gonna come back tomorrow,
and then you'll see for yourself.

- Have a little faith.
- Let's leave faith out of it, shall we?

Just get a good night's sleep.

See you tomorrow?

Mmm-hmm.

Sorry to disturb.

The council have approved
your proposal. The men are ready.

The order only needs your signature,
and we shall launch the airships.

A great many of us are
in support of this, Father.

The witches must be cleansed.

I am praying for your success
at the vote this evening.

Mmm.

It has to be done.

It all had to be done.

Yes. A necessary
sin, but still a sin.

- We will atone for it.
- Put your hand out.

- I gave you every chance to escape.
- And yet, here you are.

I haven't got long, Thorold.

I believe Lyra's in danger.

So if Asriel knew anything of
her whereabouts, you must tell me.

Lyra came to the lab.

- What? When?
- She traveled all that way to find him.

And he was going to...

What, Thorold?

Cut her. And use the
energy to create a window.

Instead, he used a
boy. The kitchen boy.

- He never mentioned the prophecy.
- Where did she go?

She went to save the boy.

She's... She's followed Asriel. She's
followed him through that window.

She's in another world entirely.

Thank you, Thorold.

Marisa.

They voted
unanimously in my favor.

- I owe you my thanks.
- You have nothing to thank me for.

Don't you see? This is a curse.

A web of my design, in which
you are both the spider and the fly.

I have had to bite my lip,

while all of you parade around
concocting your fearful little schemes,

daring to judge me.

And all the while, there's a
myriad of universes out there

that you could
only hope to fathom.

- Careful. You forget yourself.
- I forget myself?

No, Cardinal. I have a
very, very good memory.

And since you need
the past to remain buried,

you'll turn the other cheek
while I take what I want.

Where are you going?

- I'm leaving.
- Where? Are you going to find Asriel?

No. I'm in search of something
infinitely more valuable.

Good luck, Hugh.