All language subtitles for T.L.W.S03E06.Fire.in.the.Sky.WEB-DL.H264.AAC.SNAKE_track3_[eng]

(MultiCom Jingle)

(dramatic music)

- You see, the river symbolized
the winding journey of life

from birth to death, and
everything in between.

To travel downriver is the natural order,

and life spills out into the great abyss.

And to travel upriver is
to return to the source.

The moment of creation.

- What do you think happened
to the people who made this?

- [Malone] I don't know,
but I bet if I could

read those glyphs, I could tell you.

- Driven off by the constant inundations.

There's evidence all along the riverbank

of frequent flooding,
I've taken soil samples

to analyze back at the treehouse.

- Do you think Marguerite
can translate these symbols?

- Oh, I'm sure she'd provide some insight.

It's a pity she wouldn't
come on this expedition.

She needs to get out more.

- Two days in the jungle
looking for an ancient rock,

not exactly Marguerite's idea of fun.

- Unless it leads a way off the plateau.

- Which this river obviously doesn't.

It begins in the mountains
and ends in the inland sea.

- Shhh.

(shuffling)

Did you hear that?

- It's just the wind.

(shuffling)

- Not wind.

Arrows.

- Take cover!

- [Challenger] Do you see our assailants?

- Just their damn arrows.

- Hagens!

- Where did he come from?

- I don't know, but he must be
the one the Hagens are after.

(groaning)

- We can't just leave him there.

- [Veronica] What are you doing?

- No, Veronica!

- He's going to get himself killed.

That was the stupidest
thing I've ever seen.

- Well, I had to do something.

(groaning)

Take it easy.

- Upriver.

Two days from now.

- I'll get some water.

- No, no.

Pierson Rice.

You have to find him.

- Pierson Rice?

Good heavens.

- Find him or else.

Two days from now.

- Who's Pierson Rice?

- The world-renowned explorer.

Roxton knew him in Africa,

but he's been missing for 10 years now.

- Apparently he's not missing any more.

(shouting)

- Get out of here!

- [Narrator] At the dawn
of the last century,

a band of explorers searched
for a prehistoric world.

Driven by ambition, secret
desires, a thirst for adventure,

and seeking the ultimate story,

they are befriended by an untamed beauty.

Stranded in a strange and savage land,

each day is a desperate
search for a way out

of the Lost World.

(dramatic music)

(shouting)

- Come on, let's get 'em!

- Malone!

- What's the matter with you?

Take it easy!

- They tried to kill us.

- Malone, we've beaten them.

Let them go.

- We could've had them all.

- Ever since your miraculous escape from

the so-called spirit world,

you've acted like you're invincible.

- Well, maybe I am.

None of their arrows even touched me.

You're flesh and blood just
like the rest of us, Malone.

- Which means you can die just as easily.

- So what are we gonna do
about this Pierson Rice?

- Well, if he's in Hagen territory,

he's either dead or captured by now.

- Perhaps.

I wonder what this man meant by,

"or else two days from now"?

- Execution?

Ritual sacrifice?

- Veronica, what do you know
about this Hagen people?

- Well, my parents visited
their settlement once.

They're fierce hunters,

but they pretty much keep to themselves.

- Until now.

Well, if they do have Pierson
Rice and he's still alive,

we need to try and get to him.

- What about Roxton and Marguerite?

- It'll take them at least
two days to get here.

Two days, according to
our friend, is too late.

- Well, then we should go on without them.

- If we're all agreed.

It could be very dangerous.

- I don't see any other choice.

- I'll send a mirror
signal to the treehouse.

If Marguerite and Roxton can
get a canoe from the Zangas

and travel by river, they could cut their

travel time in half.

- Marguerite would be thrilled.

- It's not Marguerite that concerns me.

It's Roxton.

♪ She's only a bird in a gilded cage ♪

♪ A beautiful sight to see ♪

♪ You may think that she's
happy and free from care ♪

♪ She's not what she seems to be ♪

- How's that, Marguerite?

Warm enough for you?

- Marvelous, Lord Roxton, keep it coming!

- Your wish is my command, my queen.

Although I could do without the serenade.

Blasted...

Challenger, you and your
confounded contraptions.

- Hey, what's going on?

- Let's see.

(ominous music)

A little early, aren't we?

- Roxton, I haven't finished yet!

- Continuing upriver, to hostile region.

Hagen village.

Come as quickly as you can,

believe Pierson Rice
to be in trouble there?

Pierson Rice?

- You'd better have a good explanation.

What is it?

- Pierson Rice is here.

- Where?

- Well, not here, upriver where Challenger

and the others went exploring.

- And who, may I ask, is Pierson Rice?

- What?

Oh.

A man I once aspired to be.

Although...

He was a vain, arrogant,
and bombastic man.

A bully, by any other name.

- Bullies die hard.

- Not hard enough.

I thought he was dead.

He disappeared 10 years ago
in the mountains of Peru.

Investigating the Macchu Picchu.

- Where did you meet him?

- Kenya.

I heard of him by reputation.

When my brother and I
joined his expedition,

I was ecstatic.

I followed him around
like a faithful puppy dog.

- Were you with this Rice,
your brother, when it happened?

- Yes.

You know, when that giant
ape dropped out of nowhere

and started mauling my brother, hell,

I didn't know what to do.

I...

I raised my rifle.

I could feel Rice watching
me, heard him egging me on.

And...

As I cradled him in my arms,
feeling his life expire,

all Rice could do was
crow about the bloody ape,

what a magnificent trophy.

Oh, an incredible shot, he
said, right through its heart

at 100 paces!

Right into my brother's chest.

- You don't deserve this.

You've suffered enough over this already.

- Perhaps.

But right now, Challenger,
Veronica, and Malone

are heading into dangerous territory.

And we have to go after them.

- And help save the man you most despise?

- Well, the Hagens were here all right.

- Must've chased the villagers
off or taken them prisoner.

- The more I see of their handiwork,

the less impressed I am by these

blond, fair-skinned savages.

- My father said they were descendants

from a Dutch expedition that
came here over 350 years ago.

Not particularly friendly,
but they allowed my parents

to pass through their territory unharmed.

- Almost like they
recognized their resemblance

to their forebears, though
they showed no mercy

to the European we found in the jungle.

- Obviously something
happened to stir them up.

- A leadership wrangle, perhaps.

- They used to be ruled by a queen.

Very superstitious,
distrustful of strangers,

or anything that threatened
their social order.

- That doesn't say much
for the survival chances

of Pierson Rice.

He's not known for his diplomacy.

- Well, we've got guns
and lots of ammunition.

If it's a fight the Hagens want...

- It's a fight we should avoid.

There's only three of us,
and inside their territory,

we wouldn't stand a chance.

(ominous music)

- Well, there it is.

- It's good of the
Zanga to lend us a boat.

Too bad they couldn't have supplied

a couple of people to help us row it.

- Well, you heard what the shaman said.

The Zanga are afraid of the Hagens.

Only the fearless or foolish

dare venture into their territory.

- Yeah, well.

Which category does that put us into?

- Somewhere in the
middle, I would imagine.

Fearless enough to go after our friends,

and foolish enough to risk our lives

for a man like Pierson Rice.

- Oh, nevertheless.

If he's on the plateau, he must obviously

know a way off.

- Obviously?

Well, haven't we both
been here long enough

to know that nothing is ever obvious?

- You say Roxton knew this
Pierson Rice from Africa?

- They were on safari together in Kenya.

- Not the one where Roxton shot and killed

his older brother?

- It was an accident.

Terrible tragedy.

Roxton's never forgiven himself,

and I don't think he ever will.

- That's why you were
so worried about him.

- When they got back to England,

Rice took great delight in narrating

the gory details of the tragedy.

He even wrote a lurid account

that was published in the tabloids.

- Oh, poor Roxton.

- Indeed.

And then a short time
later, his father died.

Roxton, of course, was devastated,

didn't know which way to turn.

So he traveled through Asia
alone, across the Himalayas,

finally taking sanctuary
in a Tibetan monastery.

- Roxton lived with Buddhist monks?

- He studied their beliefs,
practiced their disciplines.

Somehow it seemed to heal him.

Tibet, as you know, is a source of four of

the world's great rivers.

- The Yangtze, the Mekong,
the Indus, and the Ganges.

- The source, where life begins.

- And where life began again for Roxton.

What is it?

- Hagen.

- Is he dead?

- It could be a trap.

(shouting)

(gunshot)

- Throw down your weapons.

- Malone, what are you doing?

- Tell these savages to back off.

- Kill them all!

- Tell them.

Drop the crossbows, or
you'll be the first to go.

- That won't save you.

- Ned, don't be crazy.

- Malone, it's not worth it.

Let's try to talk this thing out.

- I don't think that's
an option, Challenger.

- I said kill them!

- Malone...

- Ned, put down the gun!

No!

- Don't hurt her!

- I should kill you right now.

- Who are you?

Are you part of Rice's expedition?

- Who's Pierson Rice to you?

- I knew him in England.

- Why did the Hagens kill that man?

- Because he was a coward and a traitor.

- Who made you his judge and jury?

- I did.

- We don't want any trouble.

- Then you shouldn't have
entered Hagen territory.

Take them.

(shouting in foreign language)

- It's a pleasant day for
a boat ride, I must admit.

- [Roxton] Yeah, well, let's
hope it stays that way.

- Do you always have to be so gloomy?

- I believe cautious is the word.

And I'll feel much better when we catch up

with Challenger and the others.

- [Marguerite] Aren't you
the one that's always saying

we should spend more time alone together?

- Yes, but I do prefer a
more relaxed environment.

- What's that?

- Looks like a scarecrow of some sort.

It's a Hagen warning sign,
to mark their territory,

I would imagine.

- Really?

I guess the fun part's over.

- Well, let's just keep
on going, Marguerite.

It's only made of grass and wood.

- How much ammunition do we have?

- Dammit, I forgot to bring it.

- What?

- I was only joking.

- Oh, very funny.

All right, we get the message, gosh!

Relatives or enemies, you think?

- I guess they ran out of grass and wood.

(wings flapping)
(crows cawing)

- You're making me very nervous, Roxton.

- I am?

- No chance of turning back, I guess.

- Not until we find the others.

- This place is much
larger than I expected.

- There must be 1000 people or more.

- What do you think they've
done with Pierson Rice?

- Well, he's not on
display in the town square,

and that's a good sign, I suppose.

- What about this guy?

Think he's gone Hagen?

- He appears to have taken over.

- Are the Hagens still ruled by a queen?

- She lives in that house.

- Well, we would like to meet with her,

explain our purpose here.

- [Man] I know your purpose.

(speaking foreign language)

- After you.

- I shall enjoy reading
your personal accounts.

You won't be writing any more.

- [Challenger] You all right, Malone?

- Never better.

- Is this where you keep Pierson Rice?

- Guest quarters for the uninvited.

- Kind of romantic, in a way, this river.

It reminds me of the Thames.

- London never looked like this.

- Well, it may have.

A few thousand years ago.

- You worry me when you
start talking like that.

It makes me think that
you never wanna go home.

- Oh, notwithstanding the
hardships we've encountered,

Challenger's expedition has been

one of the highlights of my life.

- Something's coming.

- [Roxton] A canoe.

- There's no one in it.

- No one we can see.

Looks like a Zanga dugout.

- I thought the shaman said the Zangas

didn't come up this far.

- Only the foolish and the fearless.

Hello?

Anyone on board?

Keep your rifle ready and aimed.

- What do you think I'm doing?

(ominous music)

Oh my god.

- These Hagens certainly
don't fool around.

- We could be heading for an ambush.

- Yeah, well, let's just keep on moving.

Carefully.

- Oh, yeah.

- [Malone] This place is like a tomb.

- Stone walls, stone floor.

We'll never dig our way out.

- It's like a medieval torture chamber.

- Oh, it's more like a workshop.

For smelting metals, I would say.

Palace cutlery.

- Interesting observation, Challenger,

but how does that help us get out of here?

- The Hagens, despite
their long isolation,

appear to have preserved
some of their ancestors'

knowledge and technical advantages.

- But what do you think
they did with Pierson Rice?

- Yes, well, that is more to the point.

I can't help but ponder the dying man's

cryptic last words.

Two days, he said.

He was certain something
was going to happen.

- Well, if he was lucid.

- Two days including
today would mean tomorrow.

- Now, these iron rings are interesting.

And that chain could prove useful.

- Yeah, we could chain
ourselves to the wall,

and save the Hagens the trouble.

- Oh, we could do much
better than that, Malone.

- [Malone] Do you know
what he's talking about?

- No, but that's usually a good thing.

What did you have in mind, Challenger?

- Spanish windlass.

- Well, if that's anything
like the Spanish Inquisition,

I don't want to hear about it.

- Well, I suppose it could be used as

an implement of torture,
but its more common purpose

is to drag two heavy
objects closer together.

Now, let's see if this
chain is long enough

for our purposes.

- If you say so, Professor.

♪ She's only a bird in a gilded cage ♪

♪ Beautiful sight to see ♪

- Oh, really, Marguerite.

One would think that's
the only song you know.

- It's the only one that comes to mind.

If it bothers you, try
sticking wax in your ears.

It worked for Ulysses.

- His men, actually.

And let's not forget the beautiful sirens

who lured men to their deaths.

- Such an inspirational story.

- That's what your singing reminds me of.

A Greek tragedy.

(ominous music)

What do you suppose that is?

- A fish?

- Must be a big one.

Like a crocodile.

Or should I say a caiman.

A big brute, by the look of it.

- It's coming right for us.

- Where did it go?

- Who cares?

Let's just get moving.

(shouting)

- It's a bloody plesiosaur!

- I thought Challenger said those things

only live in salt water.

- Yeah, well, remind me to
correct him on that point!

- It's gonna ram us.

- Go overboard, now!

Hurry up.

- Oh, really, what's the rush?

- Up the bloody creek without a paddle.

- Sitting ducks for the Hagens.

- I guess, Marguerite, you'll
just have to charm them.

Hell, maybe they'll
appreciate your singing, too.

(laughing)

- [Challenger] Plenty long enough.

So far, so good.

- Okay, now what?

- Well, we need a long piece
of wood or an iron bar.

- Um, here.

Will this do?

- Oh, yes, that is just splendid.

- [Man] Open the door.

- Somebody's coming.

= [Challenger] Quick.

Better dismantle this thing.

- Your host would like to meet you.

- The queen wants to see us?

- It's dinner time.

Let's go.

- Looks like Challenger and
the others passed through here.

- Too bad they didn't wait for us.

- Well, at least we're on the right trail.

They can't be more than
a day ahead of us by now.

- Oh, is that all?

- It'll be getting dark very soon.

We need to find a place to camp.

- As long as we can build a fire.

- This is Hagen territory, Marguerite,

and fires attract attention.

We'll need to rely on
each other for warmth.

- How did I know you were gonna say that?

- [Malone] What is all this?

- Looks like a banquet fit for a king.

- Right you are, Professor Challenger.

And I am the king.

- You?

You rule these people?

- Oh, any day now.

- Is this the same Pierson
Rice that Roxton knew?

- Where's the queen?

- Your astonishment amuses me.

- How did you pull this off?

- Well, please be seated
as my honored guests

and let me tell you about my
conquest and my rise to power.

Oh, this is Yoma, daughter of the queen,

and my bride to be.

One must never apologize or show regret

for actions taken to
realize one's destiny.

- And what is your destiny, Pierson?

- Why, isn't it obvious?

Haven't you seen the
size of this community?

Can't you imagine its potential?

- All we've seen so far
is murder and aggression.

- Ah, the acid tongue of the journalist.

I've been reading your work.

- I'll be sure and put in a chapter about

despots and petty tyrants
when I publish it in America.

- Oh, I don't think so.

Burn this rubbish.

You see, there's no way
off this glorious plateau.

No escape.

- There certainly is.

- No, Professor.

I've been here much longer than you.

Going on for eight years now,
and if there was a way back

to the other world, I can assure you,

I would have found it by now.

- Something tells me you stopped searching

a long time ago.

- Oh, she speaks!

I thought you were just
Challenger's plaything.

As Yoma is to me.

- I'll give you something to play with.

- No, take it easy, Veronica.

Just give him time, and he
might choke on his own greed.

- Well, you certainly
haven't mellowed, Challenger.

I'm glad to see it.

Now let me tell you how I came to rule

over these simple souls.

- Let me guess, you
told them you were God,

and preached hellfire and brimstone.

- No, quiet, please, this is my story.

Religion isn't about god and faith.

It's about industry, science, technology.

And the wonders of the universe.

When Lawrence and I, and
a dimwitted colleague,

the poor wretch you found in the jungle.

When we arrived in this
village, we had lost everything.

The rest of my expedition
succumbed to malaria.

We left them for the
cannibals, and carried on.

All we had were a few
guns, some gunpowder,

a telescope, and an almanac of the stars.

- You seduced these people
with smoke and mirrors.

- Well, you could have
done the same, Challenger,

if you were so inclined.

The Hagens are a superstitious bunch.

When we arrived here, we were
prisoners like yourselves.

But when I realized the
European origins of the Hagens,

it wasn't too hard to convince
them that I really was a god

that had returned to them
from beyond the stars.

And I showed it to them
through the telescope.

Alpha Centauri, I think it's called.

- You think?

- Oh, it doesn't matter.

Most of them believed me, enough of them

to start a quiet revolution.

And tomorrow my rise to
power will be complete.

- Tomorrow?

19th of November, of course.

- Yoma's mother is my only obstacle now.

Some of the Hagens, the older ones mainly,

are still loyal to her.

But tomorrow, when the
stars streak across the sun

and fire falls down upon the earth,

those who believe in me will be saved.

Those who don't will be forever damned

along with their useless queen.

- He's going to kill her.

- It's not I who's
going to kill her, Yoma.

It is the will of the universe.

A power far greater than my own.

- Please, you have to stop him.

- Yoma, leave us, and go
tend to your doomed creator.

Is it time for dessert?

- I couldn't stomach one
more of your sentences.

Your perverse application
of science disgusts me.

Tomorrow, the Scorpius
meteor shower begins,

completing a 77-year cycle.

- That's right, Challenger.

Though I prefer to call it
the day of my coronation.

- Not if I have anything to say about it.

- Say, I didn't invite you here to talk.

I invited you here to listen to my story

and to enjoy your final meal.

Lawrence, when our guests
are finished eating,

please escort them to their quarters.

(ominous music)

- [Roxton] Must be getting closer

to the Hagen village by now.

- Well, I hope so.

We've been walking all bloody night.

Then, on the other hand,
what are we gonna do

when we get there?

- We'll find out what
happened to Challenger,

Malone, and Veronica.

- Well, that's quite a plan, Roxton.

Up all night thinking on that one?

- The plan, Marguerite, is to stay alive

and save our friends.

We'll work out the finer details

when we know exactly
what we're up against.

- [Marguerite] Terrific.

- Shhh.

- [Lawrence] Stop complaining.

- What is it?

- [Lawrence] The last thing we need is

more unwanted company.

- They're carrying Challenger
and Malone's rifles.

- That's not good.

- No, not good at all.

- What are we gonna do?

- A small diversion should do the trick.

You wait here while I cut them off.

- Then what?

- You know how to whistle, don't you?

(whistling)

Drop your weapons.

Do it now.

- What have we here?

- Who are you?

- Oh, just a couple of neighbors.

Now, what have you done with our friends?

Back off, now.

How long as Rice been running this show?

- Long enough to make a difference.

- Of worse, it would appear.

That's far enough, gentlemen.

At ease.

Come on out, Rice.

Don't make me knock.

- Ah, John Roxton.

This is a pleasant surprise.

Well, don't tell me that you've hooked up

with Professor Challenger.

- Now that you mentioned him...

Where is he?

- And the others?

- And who's the lovely lady?

- I have heard all about you, Rice.

Tell me our friends are unharmed

and being released right now.

- Feisty.

Congratulations, Roxton,
your fortunes have improved.

- Oh, really?

Well, yours are about to change.

Where are they?

- Safely out of the way.

As you too soon will be.

(shouting)

Once a fool, always a fool.

You're no smarter than the
last time I met you, Roxton.

- Oh, a little smarter, I think.

You see, once I held you in high esteem.

Now I despise you.

- Bring them inside.

- When do you think Roxton and Marguerite

are gonna get here?

- Could be any time now, I suppose.

- How are they going to
deal with all these Hagens?

- Roxton's a clever man,
he'll figure out something.

There, now we can start our
own quiet little revolution.

(suspenseful music)

Easy does it.

If those rings hold, we should
be out of here in no time.

- You are tempting fate, Challenger.

- Just keep twisting, Veronica.

Just a little bit...

(groaning)

Tighter.

Right.

Now, one at a time, and quiet as you can.

We don't want to alert
the Hagens just yet.

Well, we are gonna stop
this madman, aren't we?

- Well, somebody's got to.

- We're right behind you,
if you've got a plan.

- A plan?

Ah, yes, well, we'll figure
something out on the way.

- All clear.

Let's get to the jungle.

- [Lawrence] Careful with those kegs, now.

(speaking foreign language)

- What's going on?

- I don't know.

Come on.

- Back the other way.

What's with all the barrels?

(speaking foreign language)

- Gunpowder.

- But why are they taking
it into Rice's house?

- To blow it up, and kill the queen.

Yoma said her mother was
inside under house arrest.

- Yes, of course.

Rice is going to exploit the meteor shower

to murder the queen and
proclaim himself the new king.

A sign from the universal
powers, he'll call it.

- We've gotta get inside.

- Maybe we should wait for
some heavenly distractions.

- What the hell are they doing?

- I believe they're planning an explosion.

- That much I can see, but why?

- [Rice] Haven't you figured it out yet?

- Playing god now, are we?

- The role to which I was born.

These barrels of gunpowder
are set to explode as one.

A huge explosion, a veritable
apocalypse, if you will.

And when my house blows up,
apart from killing you both,

it will also eliminate the queen.

- Seems like an awful
lot of trouble to go to

to steal a crown.

- [Rice] Oh, it's all about appearances.

Who you appear to be, not who you are.

- Well, if that's the case,
judging from appearances,

you are one ambitious lunatic.

- My poor, simple Roxton,
you never did have

much of an imagination.

When you shot your loutish brother,

all you did was think about the tragedy.

And yet with one simple bullet,

you made yourself lord and
heir to your father's estate.

- Oh, I can only wish I'd
shot you through the heart

instead of him.

- Well, that's the difference
between you and me.

I make every opportunity count.

This glorious moment that
is about to transpire

is a work of pure genius.

A new king today, a grand
new palace tomorrow.

- And what glorious moment might that be?

- Oh, you haven't heard?

Of course you haven't.

You're not the scientist
your newfound idol is.

- Challenger?

Where is he?

- Oh, he's buried.

He and the other two that were with him.

(gasping)

I want you to wait with
Yoma and her mother.

And when the show begins,
bring my bride to be

out to the village square to
join in the grand festivities.

- It will be my pleasure.

- Bon voyage, you two.

- The man's a genius.

- The man's a megalomaniac.

- You lay a hand on her,
and I'll kill you first.

- After the explosion, if you
can pull yourself together,

I'll be waiting for you outside.

(shouting in foreign language)

- Fear not, my children.

I am the answer to your prayers.

The powers of the universe will reveal

wondrous things to us today.

All questions will be answered,

and the faithful shall be rewarded.

- Time to move.

- These are faster.

- Around the back of the house.

The tradesman's entrance.

- Please, leave me!

- My child, my child, go!

- [Lawrence] I said it's time to go.

- Get your hands off my daughter!

- Oh no!

No!

- It's Malone.

Challenger!

The ropes!

- We thought you were dead and buried.

- Buried, for certain, but not dead.

I knew this ancient palace
cutlery would come in handy.

- The fuses!

- Get the gunpowder out of here now,

before the whole place blows up!

- Where's your mother?

- Upstairs.

- Move it!

(screaming)

- Now, let the universe rain
your fires down upon us,

and proclaim the true
leader of the Hagen people!

- Anyone but you, Rice!

The masquerade is over.

- How dare you interrupt the coronation?

- Interrupt?

I just wanted to be the first
new enemy of the Hagen state.

- Roxton deserves this moment.

- Tell these people what a fraud you are.

- Never.

- Your false pretense is over.

- Don't you walk away from me.

I am king!

I am god!

- Good shot.

(triumphant music)

- Stand up, my people.

Stand.

The true gods have made their choice.

The man who falsely claimed to be a god

has been struck down by their power.

We have much to be thankful for,

and many to ask for forgiveness.

These strangers here
have been sent to save us

from our superstitions, to
free us from the darkness

we have lived in for so long.

Now, in the light of day,
let us see the truth.

Let us welcome our neighbors.

Honor them for their courage.

Let them join with us in our celebrations.

You deserve our thanks most of all.

You have led your
friends in a noble cause.

- Why does he get all the credit?

I fought a sea monster to get here.

- A sea monster?

- It was a plesiosaur, in fact.

Swimming in the river.

- Good gracious.

I thought they were
strictly saline-dependent.

- So much for scientific observation.

- Well, that meteorite
was accurate enough.

- Oh, look at this.

It's just so wonderful, isn't it?

- I feel a song coming on.

- Please spare us, Marguerite.

Not that bird song again.

- Actually, I was thinking
about God Save the Queen.

(dramatic music)