All language subtitles for Shadow.and_.Bone_.S02E06.1080p.NF_.WEB-DL.DDP5_.1.Atmos_.H.264-WDYM

I know that look.

You plan on killing him.

Genya thinks he's dying already.

Yes, polluted with merzost.

The price of creating those monsters.

I'd like to speed his end,
but he is your son.

I'd like to be clear about my intentions.

You're taking to power well, I see.

I won't deny it.

I want the Firebird.

The power of all three.

Tearing down the Fold won't kill Kirigan,

but I can't get to him
unless I can destroy his nichevo'ya.

Nikolai's commissioned a hunt
for a blade so sharp it can cut shadow.

The Neshyenyer Blade.

Yes? Good.

If I made an army similar to his
only of light, then...

To create such a thing,
you'd have to use merzost.

Foolish. Swear to me you'll never use it.

- I swear.
- Mean it, girl.

Merzost creates matter
where there was none before.

It is magic, it's not the Small Science.

You will not know what price it demands
until it is too late.

I need a weapon.

If not merzost then the Cut,
but I tried before, and...

You mean to kill him
in your tethered space.

Only this time I can strike harder.

He won't trust me if I go to him,
but if he comes to me...

He'll kill you first and the chance
to save Ravka will die with you.

There's nothing to teach with the Cut.
It's already there when you want it.

It does require practice though.

After we find the Firebird.

Besides, it seems you can
do damage enough without it.

Arrival of King Nikolai!

Dominik Vertov,
it has been too long.

My heart can beat once again.

I was worried I'd never get
that 100 coin you owe me.

We will avenge the deaths
of your brother and the King.

The King who paid your parents
to have you take my lashings as a child?

I mean the King who shoved me
into a room with a quiet wisp of a thing

who turned out
to be the greatest friend of my life.

We have a lead on Kirigan's base.

Two of the Grisha
who escaped there are with us now.

I told them you brought Grisha.
I've assured them that...

I'll do the same.

We unite as equals to face Kirigan
and his shadow army in the days to come.

I am not demanding this as your king.

I'm asking as a soldier, who is honored
to call you comrades-in-arms.

David Kostyk. Durast.

Igor Tarkovski. Sniper.

Tracer bullets to use as
a marking tool for your line of fire.

Thank you.

Genya Safin.

Please, allow me.

The pain is gone.

You thought
pain was your weakness?

You thought you could fix
everything broken inside you?

You thought vengeance
was the answer and still you drown.

For once, don't disappear.
Just stay.

Wylan.

Hello.

Look at you.

It's the most stunning example
of a cyan morpho.

And pollinating a Datura Meloxia.

I cannot believe
that I get to see this in my lifetime.

And there is no one to bear witness.

Like he'd care.

Oh, you know, it's only the most
perfect example of symbiosis.

The butterflies process the deadly,
poisonous nectar of the flower

and pollinate the plants in return.

They need each other to survive.

It's like a...

Well, it's like
a little love story... of sorts.

Jesper.

Mama.

Oh, my little rabbit.

How I've missed you.

Lucky rabbit was just a rabbit.
No power in that bone.

Ridiculous.

This notion of amplifiers.

If it wasn't for Morozova
and his rapacious notion,

I might still have my little finger.

You were very fast
at catching that rabbit.

Mal can make rabbits out of rocks.

You're very good at tracking things.

Rabbits... and more miraculous creatures.

The Stag, the Sea Whip.

Yeah. I'm not having much luck
with the Firebird though, am I?

We'll find it once we reach
Morozova's workshop.

I don't know where his amplifier is,

but it's strange to think
he was a real person, not just a myth.

I'm going to tell you a story

I used to tell
a little boy filled with shadow.

Morozova was
the greatest Fabrikator who ever lived.

Obsessed with
the boundaries of Grisha power.

He used merzost and his finger bones
to resurrect the Stag and the Sea Whip

to act as amplifiers for the Grisha,
who would find them,

kill them,
and take their power as their own.

Then he completed
the triumvirate by creating the Firebird.

No.

And then... his wife became pregnant.

While he made plans for the Firebird,

the girl who was born started
to show a power like nothing ever known.

She could summon darkness.

Morozova was your father?

The Bonesmith?

In the Istorii Sankt'ya,

he's known as Sankt Ilya,

bound in chains
and drowned in the river for his sins

after he resurrected a village boy
cut in half by a plow blade.

That's the version everyone's been taught.

Only some of it is true.

All families have secrets.

Some more than others.

Should get back on it while we have light.

What of your family, boy?

What do you know?

My family are all gone.
I was orphaned by the war in Dva Stolba.

You'd have passed through Caryeva
and its three orphanages on your way.

I just kept on going until I...

Until I found one that felt like home.

Home.

So much about it defines who you become.

Yes, it does.

I had a sister there, ten years younger.

An otkazat'sya girl

who should have lived
a boring otkazat'sya life.

My father had made
this little clay swan for me,

in a moment when he still
thought of me, before she was born.

I cherished it the way he cherished her.

One day when she was six,
she broke its neck.

I lashed out with the Cut.

Tore her small body in two.

Surely it was an accident.

What did it matter?

The damage was done and I was banished.

This isn't a return home.

It's a return to the scene of the crime.

It's like the earth ate them up.

The Keramzin orphanage is north of here.

We stay here tonight.

Here?

Before we take the orphanage?

But, sir, we were hoping...

Hope is a lie.

An illusion.

All in good time.

Eliminate hope.

You gain clarity.

Wylan! Wylan!

Tolya?

Tolya!

The air is poisoned!
It's killing us!

Tolya!

Jesper!

Anyone?

Hello?

"Long may the night..."

Tamar?

Who did this?

You did.

Tolya?

Jesper?

Anyone? Hello!

Jesper!

Let's see what you got.

I had an excellent teacher.

You were such a natural
at everything I was teaching you.

Spoons into rings.

Coins into keys.

And then you stopped.

You were gone.

After that,
Dad made me promise to hide it away.

So that no one would ask me
to risk my life to save someone.

You risk your life
for your friends all the time.

But they didn't ask me to do it.

And it's not because I'm a Durast.

I happen to look fantastic
while being an excellent shot.

Is this how you felt
when the poison killed you?

If you weren't Grisha, you'd be alive.

And if I hadn't drawn the poison
from her small body into my own,

she would have died.

I was just a kid.

I needed you, too.

You were angry with me.

Maybe you still are.

And it's okay to feel that way.

I am sorry I left you, little rabbit.

But you must understand.

What we do while we're alive,

who we are, our truth,

that is all we can control.

That is all we have.

Hiding who you are won't save you.

This was abandoned
after Morozova's death.

Do you think steel chains
could've held him in the river?

- You think he survived?
- I moved on from this place.

Other journals have surfaced.

Merzost teachings
Aleksander used to create the Fold.

A legacy of wrongdoing never made right.

Boy, clear us a way in.

- Do I push it or...
- Help me up.

Give me your blade.

Only a Morozova can open it.

Give me the lantern.

Light the torches, boy.

Your sister?

And my mother.

Died of the pox before I was banished.

How my mother feared me.

She always told me I was
one of my father's abominations.

She was wrong.

She was right.

Have you not been paying attention?

Morozova was corrupted with merzost.

Seeped into everything he created.

Are you sure
the Firebird was made here?

With the Stag and the Sea Whip,
there was a frequency I could hear.

I don't hear anything in this place.

Follow me. You, stay.

Start sorting through his journals
for any mention of the Firebird.

Mal, wait.

I can't.

Please.

If I let myself feel a thing,

I may never claw back focus
to find the Firebird.

The one thing you need.

I need you.

I want you.

And I want the power of the Firebird, yes.

I want to use it to tear everything down
and rebuild it for the better.

That will take 100 years.

It will.

But I can't lose you.

From the first time I saw you
when you arrived at Keramzin.

And I knew
we were meant to find each other.

I knew it too.

From the beginning.

Right now, it's just us.

Let's stack up a thousand todays.

Together.

Sankta Alina.

Ravka better know how lucky it is

to have you as the person
to stitch it back together again.

Two sides of a broken heart.

May I?

Yes.

This isn't real.

We're here, Inej.

I want you.

This isn't...

This isn't real, this is...

This isn't real.

This is...

This is the poison.

This isn't...

Tolya, I'm here.

- Kaz?
- Jesper?

Anyone?

- Wylan.
- Hello?

You're alive.

We're dying. We've been poisoned.

Uh...

Throwing up? Or hallucinations?

Hallucinations.

Some kind of orange vapor.

Uh, the Datura Meloxia.

Okay!

Wylan.

Sorry.

Take this. Eat it.

That might sound strange,

but the poison doesn't kill them,
so they might be the antidote.

Wylan.

- We need three more.
- Okay.

Okay.

Tolya.

Eat this. Wake up.

Come quickly!

Wylan?

- Tolya? Jesper?
- Yeah.

Put it in his mouth.

Jesper.

You contain so much goodness, my son.

The world deserves to see all of it.

Be brave now, little rabbit.

Jesper!

Mama!

If you say so.

Welcome back from your nightmare.

Is this the nightmare part?

Here.

Who are you without your vengeance?

Wake up.

What is the worth of life

if you have no one left to fight for?

Wake up. Wake up. Wake up.

Kaz!

Forgive me.

Sorry.

Is everyone alive?

- We're alive.
- Okay.

I owe you my life.

It was Wylan.

He saved us.

Wylan did?

You're welcome.

We almost died, didn't we?

Same time...
I had the most incredible hallucination.

Did anyone else get lulled
into a comforting sense of joy?

I didn't see anything.

Neither did I.

All right, what's the plan?

You said there was
another heartbeat in the house.

Southeast corner. The heartbeat's weak.

I suspect she built
all of this to protect that heart.

Along with
a different way in to get to it.

Open it.

Let me make peace with whatever's in here.

He made me watch him
while he built this coffin.

His tears, his cruelty,

and he knew he'd never use it.

Did he take her body with him?

The bones aren't here
because my sister was never buried.

For hundreds of years I suspected as much.

There was no "village boy"
saved by Sankt Ilya.

There was only my sister.

And there was no Firebird.

At least not the version
you're trying to find.

- You think he brought her back to life?
- More than that.

He'd done it twice before.

Resurrected a creature
with merzost and one of his finger bones.

Why wouldn't it work for her

the way it had worked
for the Stag and the Sea Whip?

She was the third amplifier.

An otkazat'sya girl who'd passed on
what she was through generations.

Don't you see, boy?

That's why you're here.

I've been tracking all wrong.
We're looking for a person.

Not looking, not anymore.

How is it that you found
the Stag and the Sea Whip,

but can't find the Firebird?

How is it that you
walked past other orphanages

until you found the one
that felt like home?

The one where the Sun Summoner lived?

The one person who is your destiny?

Come.

Close the door.

How do you find yourself
unless you admit what you are, boy?

Give me your blade.

Do it.

You can't hear the frequency
because it's you.

You're lying.

You're lying. I'm not a Morozova.

It's the truth.

We are the cursed progeny of a madman

and you, Malyen Oretsev,

are the Firebird.

You have to accept what you are.

You must sacrifice yourself
upon her blade or the Fold remains.

And the girl dies trying to save everyone.

It didn't work.

Your cunning little plan.

You think you know me
well enough to fool me.

You don't know me at all.

Foul play.

Seriously offside.

You refuse to accept
that you and I are the future.

And now I'm going to
have to force the issue.

I've destroyed
the First Army camp at Keramzin.

That's right.

Your first home.

I'll test the orphans,
take the Grisha, and the rest...

The rest will bleed for your stubbornness.

If you wish to make amends,
you're going to have to prove it to me.

I shall give you one chance to save them.

Threatening innocent children.

Look at what you've become.
What you've always been.

The Black Heretic poisoned by merzost.

I, too, was a child once.

A boy named Aleksander,

who was betrayed
and almost died because of it.

Innocent no more.

I've had a hundred reigns.

Lived a hundred lives.

This will be the last one, I swear...

Fight me as long as you're able.

You'll find I have
more practice with eternity.

Ohval!

Not her, take me.

I'll take all of you.

Come on now, little rabbit.

Please, Ohval,
this is only about the Neshyenyer.

This is only
about Neyar's blade, not you.

Your actions say otherwise.

This is taking longer than I'd like.

So perhaps we end it.

Fascinating, isn't it?

The amount of trace metal
there is in the body.

Iron, for instance, in the blood.

No! Stop!

Alina! Alina!

- Don't break the connection.
- You said she's not strong enough.

Exactly.

I will strip away
all that you know, all that you love.

Till you have no shelter

but me.

I will end this once and for all.

Once I've killed my son,
my time here is done.

All this goes with me.

You know what you have to do.

And close the door on your way out.

How? How?!

Have you forgotten
who taught you all your tricks?

Amplifier or blood, it's all connection.

- No, wait.
- Run.

Alina, come on.

- Can't leave her.
- She's not coming...

- She's not sacrificing herself for me!
- There's nothing you can do!

The Firebird!

I know where the Firebird is!
We have to go.

Alina, we have to go. Now!

We have lived
through an eternity together.

There is no need for this.

Have some faith in me!

It can't go on, boy.

Then let me end it.

Tell me where to find the Firebird.

It's too late
for the Firebird and for bargains.

Please don't threaten me.

It will be worse for you.

Know that I loved you, Aleksander.

Know that it wasn't enough.

Stop. No!

Stop! No!

No! Don't! No!

I... I never meant for this, I swear.

Shush, child. Shush now.

It's already happened.

Stupid boy.

Sorry.

Here she is!

Sweetheart, we have visitors.

Art collectors from Kerch.

I know, dear.

I was just about to offer them tea.

He's not part of this.

These are the collectors
I was telling you about.

They'll be
pleasantly surprised to meet you,

the great thief of the art world.

The Disciple.

This is The Disciple?

Have we met before?

Yes, in your room just now.

And I've met your wife.

In Bhez Ju. We had tea there.

Bhez Ju Museum.

The support beams are under
every second section of the floor.

The others creak.

Important to know the secrets of a place.

Truly.

If anything happens to him,
I will kill you all.

All we want is the Neshyenyer.

The Neshyenyer?

I stole it for her.

Please, dear.

It was the last piece I stole
before we decided I should retire.

Anyway, you couldn't
really call it stealing.

It was hers to begin with. She made it.

I'm sorry. Did you say she made it?

Hours of work.

Prayers.

And tears.

To fight the unkillable army
created by the clock worker Kho.

Three days and nights
she fought the unstoppable soldiers.

And when the last soldier fell,

she laid down the weapon.

And it was named Neshyenyer. "Relentless."

We are honored to be
in your presence, Sankta Neyar.

Sankta Neyar?

Come, my love.
Let's get you to bed.

This is our sanctuary.
Where we can sleep peacefully.

Not have to worry about
thieves and bandits like you.

We're not bandits.

No one gets past the poison.

You're just a child, really.

A child who understood your weakness.

"Weakness."

Four hundred years I've been alive.

I've seen them all die.

My family.

All my loved ones.

Taken away from me by time.

Hundreds of years I closed my heart,

as if that was the solution
to ending all pain.

What a safe way to live.

What a small way, as well.

You guard against pain.

You guard against joy.

But when you allow yourself
to be blindsided by love...

two worlds make a universe.

He's not my weakness.

He's my universe.

And I will see him through his days.

Sharing every moment...

until he is part of the night sky.

What do I care about a blade?

What do you care about a blade?

The Darkling has created
an unkillable army made of shadow.

Your sword is the only one
sharp enough to cut them down.

That sounds like Ravka's problem.

You think he would be stopped
by a line on a map?

I think I can still kill you
where you stand before you can blink.

Sankta Neyar, I have met the Sun Summoner

who will take leadership in Ravka
if the Darkling is gone.

She is benevolent, and she is also Shu.

She could be the living bridge
between our two countries,

but that can only happen
if you grant us use of the blade.

Use of it?

All this just to borrow the blade?

All this just to protect
your husband in his sleep?

We each fight for what matters most.

And on my life, I will make sure
that it is returned to its rightful home.

With you, Sankta Neyar.

Ohval.

The last thing I need are...
pilgrims crowding my gate.

Is it time
for bed now, darling?

All of you, out.

Except for you, in the hat.

I'll give the blade to you.

Alone.

Come.

We'll wait for you outside
before we head back to the Hummingbird.

Is that... a person?

My first husband.

Terrible marriage.

Adequate table.

You are a Durast.

I, uh...

You're a terrible Durast.

You could've come at me
in any number of ways.

Buttons on your waistcoat,
the metal in the boot of your shoe.

You are too old to be a terrible Durast.

I have a lot of catching up to do.

I can see that now.

About the poison...

I know you were
trying to kill us, but, um...

thank you.

Life doesn't often give second chances.

And it would be a shame
to waste the talent of any Durast.

So do catch up.

Wylan?

Wylan! Wait a sec.

- Did you get it?
- Uh, I did. Yeah, I got it.

And I got it. You know, with, like,
kruge's dropped finally and all that.

And one day I'll tell you about
everything, but right now, you were right.

I need...

I don't want to hide who I am anymore.

For a million reasons.

Including you.

You know what? I actually
had a moment too in that garden.

Yeah, I... I saw a Datura Meloxia.

They are, like, extremely rare.

And you know,
when I saw it,

all I wanted in the world
was just to tell you about it

and squeeze your hand.

I want to stand with you in front of
all the Daturma Ox things to come.

Actually, it's a Daturma... Datura...

Never mind.

Well... Tamar is going
to kill me for eating all the dried squid.

She'll make me do laundry for a month.

Can't even tell her
about the Sankta part, or...

Neyar is setting herself up
for a heartbreak. She knows it.

Why bother?

- We fight for what matters most to us.
- Right. Ravka.

Someday, someone is going to
sweep you off your feet so hard,

you won't know what hit you.
And don't look for me

to explain it all to you, because me
and my "slab of fur" will be far away,

off the map, deep in love.

But okay.

"Ravka."

Everyone's lost their mind.

We all did in there.

Maybe I did see something,
through the haze of the poison.

There are those who drown us,

and those who pull us out.

Maybe I saw something too.

What did your toxin trip reveal to you?

Hope is dangerous.

Clouds your judgement.

We lost Baghra.

It's true. She's gone.

- She saved my life.
- Mine too.

Before she died, she broke
the connection between me and Kirigan.

- I no longer feel him.
- Does that mean he's dead?

Safest to proceed as though he's alive
until we hear otherwise.

And the Firebird?

- Mal knows where it is.
- Alina, I...

Tell us what you need to find it.
Everything we have is at your disposal.

It appears Kirigan's on the move. He...

He destroyed
the First Army camp at Keramzin.

- Our scouts say there are no survivors.
- He knows my weaknesses.

- Two teams, then. One go with, uh...
- Oretsev, sir.

Dominik.

One team go with Oretsev
to get the Firebird,

another goes straight at the Darkling
to stop him advancing.

Tomorrow, then, we move.

Alina.

I knew that if you focused,
you'd find the Firebird.

And you did.

The Firebird was never a creature.

It was a person.

Baghra's sister.
She was the third amplifier.

Morozova used merzost to bring her
back to life after Baghra killed her.

And their power passed down
through generations all the way down to...

No.

You saw me close the door.
Only a Morozova can do that.

How was I able to
find the Stag and Sea Whip,

but never get a bead on the Firebird?

How was I always able to find you?

We were always meant to
find each other... because of this.

No.

No, this... This is Kirigan.

- This is some trick of his.
- I wish it wasn't true, but it is.

I'm it.

I'm the final piece of the puzzle.

When I bonded with the Sea Whip,
I saw its last memory.

I saw you and no one else.

It knew you were a part in all this.

We leave, we take our lives back.

No. This is how I die. I'm not afraid.

For I get to save you.

And you get to save Ravka.

And you will live on
for years and years, hundreds...

But I'll never know a love more than this.

You're a part of me, Mal.

I can't lose you.

I wanted more for you.

A white veil in your hair.

Vows we could keep.

Just tell me we'll find another way.

That's the only vow I need.

You are all I ever wanted.

You're the whole of my heart.

Have you felt any change?

To be honest, sir, nothing.

- I thought maybe when she died...
- You will.

After this.

I set aside the remaining bone dust
to select Grisha.

Where would you like me
to fuse this portion to you, sir?

She used to pull me around
by my wrist as a child.

Now, she can do it for an eternity.

Once you bond with her
as an amplifier...

...her last memories
may give you some peace.

How?!

We are
the cursed progeny of a madman,

and you, Malyen Oretsev, are the Firebird.