All language subtitles for The Fantastic Journey (1977) - 1x02 - Beyond The Mountain

I wish I knew
about my friends.

I think they got
in the swamp.

You will learn
that what I want

is what I get
around here.

You will stay here
with me

or they shall die.

I will die with them.

Then you shall all die.

Looks like easygoing
for a change, huh?

Is it always so different when
you cross through the zone.

It has been so far.

Yeah, you never know
what's gonna be there.

Sil-L!

She followed me.

Hey, how about that?
She came right through the Zone.

Well, there's five of us now.

One more and we're back
to our original number.

Look!

I don't like
the looks of that.

How can a storm
come up so quickly?

That's no storm,
at least no normal one.

We ran into its first cousin,

and I'm not anxious to make
this one's acquaintance.

Let's go.

Where the devil are we?

It's much easier to
say where we aren't.

You all right, Scott?

Yeah, I think so.

But, where's Liana?

She's here someplace.

That storm just put her down
someplace else in this swamp is all.

The climatic atmospheres
of these zones

are not gonna be
as predictable as

we would like,
I'm afraid.

In other words,
we got trouble.

In other words,
I think we better

begin looking for Liana.

See, Father. Look.

As I told you,
she is not one of ours.

No.

Miss?

Miss?

Mmm?

Oh, it's...

Where am I?

Oh, now, don't worry.
You're safe.

But where are my friends?

You are alone.
There is no one else.

It seems obvious to me
you've had a very difficult time.

Why don't you come
back with us to our villa

and we could
talk it all over?

But my friends...

We'll talk about them, too.
I assure you. Later.

Everything is fine.

- All right.
- Mmm, come on.

- Ooh.
- Oh?

Ah, my ankle.

Cyrus, carry her.

Of course, Father.

Fred? Varian?

I think we ought to
watch out for things.

What things, Scott?

Just things.

Very good, Scott.
Let's just keep our eyes peeled.

Liana!

Liana!

Liana!

We don't know for sure
the storm left Liana

in this swamp at all.

Maybe this is all
a wild goose chase.

Perhaps it is.
But we have little choice

but to continue.

Don't you go
wandering off, Scotty.

There's an animal.

Liana?

Liana!

Scott!

Look at the prints
in the mud.

Scott must have
stopped here.

And there. Now there's
two sets of prints.

This is our home.

If you don't mind,
I think I can walk now.

Cyrus?

It's fine. I must have
just turned it.

Good. Shall we?

I hope you are
going to be

comfortable in our villa.

- Jonathan.
- Father.

This is Rachel.

And these are my other sons,
Michael, and Daniel.

Oh, I don't believe
you told us your name.

Liana.

We are happy to have
you with us, Liana.

We see so few...

We see so few travelers.

We are a bit isolated,
you know.

Rachel...

I'm sure Miss Liana would
like to rest before dinner.

Please, you've been
so kind to me.

But I really must
see about my friends.

Oh, yes. Uh...

Miss Liana was traveling
with two men and a boy.

They were separated
by the storm.

Keep a watch out for them.

Yes, Father.

Perhaps I had
better go with them.

Oh, no, that won't
be necessary.

The boys will handle it.

And will you bring them
here when you find them?

Yes, Miss Liana.

Come now, Liana.

She's very
beautiful, Father.

Isn't she?

I hope you will enjoy
your stay with us, Liana.

I'm sure I will.

Everything here
is so beautiful.

Jonathan likes it that way.

- Your husband.
- Jonathan.

Your sons are extremely
handsome and very

well-mannered.

You must be very
proud of them.

Jonathan likes it that way.

It's lucky all
his wishes came out

the way he wanted them.

Oh, they would have,
in any event.

Jonathan is a very
strong-minded man.

Your room is in there.

Thank you. I am tired.

I wish I knew
about my friends.

We don't see many people.

I think they got
lost in the swamp.

The swamp? I didn't
see any swamp.

I have never, either.

Jonathan says it is not
for us to bother about.

It's beyond the mountain.

I think people get
lost there sometimes.

Why?

I sometimes hear
people crying at night,

when it's very still.

And I know it isn't us.

- Thank you.
- You're welcome.

Rachel?

I thought I told you to be
quiet about the swamp.

But she was so concerned
about her friends.

Make no mistake about this.

If you ever mention
the swamp to anyone,

ever again...

I will take you apart.

It's like one more than
one trail trough here.

Yes.

You know, there's also the
question of finding Liana.

We don't even know
that she's here.

We know that someone
has Scott, or something.

Any news?
We saw no one, Father.

They must be in the swamp.
There is no other place.

All right.

If they do show up,
use whatever means necessary

to make certain they
do not come near here.

Yes, Father.

My dear,

Michael and Daniel have
just returned from their

search for your friends.

- Did they find them?
- I'm terribly sorry.

They saw no one at all.

But I have sent them
out to look again,

and if there is any chance
of finding them, they will.

- Thank you.
- The soup, sir.

Oh.

Please, I don't
want you to worry.

Consun!
What are you doing?

Now, get out of
here with that!

Yes, sir.

I will take care
of this, Jonathan.

You will have to
excuse the chef.

He has a fondness
for cooking sherry.

And I best take care
of this. Excuse me.

Please try some.
No, thank you.

Why did this have
to happen now?

- I'm so sorry, Jonathan.
- Oh, it's not your fault.

You don't think the girl
suspects anything, do you?

- No, I don't think so.
- Good.

I want her mind
taken off this.

- Perhaps some new clothes.
- Yes, Jonathan.

For best results,
one should always use

a dry powdered mustard.

Never overpowering
the delicacy of the sauce.

And then, of course,
one would prefer just

a tiniest pinch of basil.

And, perhaps,
a sprinkling of thyme,

to give the stew its
true provincial flavor.

Now, if these herbs
are not available,

one could use, uh,
tarragon and astergon.

Uh, no, one couldn't.

Tarragon and astergon
don't go together at all.

Perhaps one could
use rosemary.

Oh, rosemary.

Oh, that's a lovely
name, Rosemary.

Yes, we use rosemary, and...

Fred.

Is that you?

Fred!
Where are you?

Varian?

Over here!

Oh, man.

All right.

Hey!

- Scotty, you all right?
- Yeah, so far.

They haven't harmed you?

I'm all right, guys.
Honest.

It's him they're
worried about.

I told 'em maybe
you could help.

Help him?

- He's very ill.
- That is Aren.

He is our leader.

He has fallen sick
of the swamp fever.

It has taken many
of our people.

I told 'em you
were both doctors.

It may be that
your friend is too

far gone for either
of us to help him.

You must help him.
Now.

It was my fault.

I was late with Consun.

His central diode has
always been erratic.

Yes, Jonathan.

Now, this should do it.

There you are, Consun.

Did you enjoy the
salmon mousse, Master?

Very much, Consun.

Oh, I'm so glad
the Master liked it.

Finish him up, Rachel and then
come back to the house.

Turn around, Consun.
I'll close you up.

Can't you do
anything, Varian?

Not if he's suffering
from a bacterial disease,

as I suspect he is.

You're right. At least,
as close as I can come.

His body composition
is close enough to ours

to make an educated guess,
and my guess is malaria.

Your medicines are not
as good as Willaway's?

Who is Willaway?

Beyond the mountain.
The man.

He is from your time, I think.

He knows much.

Well, if he knows so much,
why didn't you ask him

to help your leader?

He would not.

He does not think of us
as beings of any worth.

All right.

But you gotta understand
something about this medicine,

it could cure him,
if his body structure

is as close to ours
as I think it is.

But if I'm wrong,
it could kill him.

- Good afternoon, Father.
- Cyrus.

Rachel will be needing
your help in the house.

- Go to her now.
- Yes, Father.

He's a handsome
boy, isn't he?

All your sons are handsome.

Some men are lucky.
I was.

Very much so, I would say.

You don't understand.

I came here alone.

And to some extent,
I am still alone.

But you have
your sons and Rachel.

Rachel is not my wife.
She is more of a companion.

I have been looking
for someone with whom

to share my life.

I'm afraid I don't
quite understand.

In this place, what is there
to try and understand?

All time. Past,
present and future.

Universal mankind
meeting itself,

coming and going.

So, I have tried
to learn to appreciate

the fundamentals.

There's a great deal
of beauty here.

Don't you think so,
Miss Liana?

Oh, it is beautiful.

Really beautiful.

And I've enjoyed seeing
it all with Cyrus.

I really do like him.

Then, um, why don't you
go find him? Now.

Father?

Just as you suspected.

The three people
she asked about

are with the green people,
in the swamp.

Keep an eye on them,
Escalus.

Do not interfere with
them unless it appears

they are going to leave the swamp.

Then report to me.

Yes, Father.

I don't believe this.

Every indication of
malarial infection is gone.

It's like he's never
been sick.

Here, try to sit up.

Easy.

Well, your medicines
are most effective.

And you must have some
kinda metabolism, fella.

Perhaps you could tell
your friends here.

They will not harm you.

I'm their leader,
and they feared for me.

Now they see I am safe,
they will do nothing.

There is a high standard
of honor among my people,

even though we've been
reduced from a technological

capability beyond your
imagining, to this.

If you have this capability,
why do you live

in a place like this?

Not long ago,
Willaway came to us.

He was as different
to our eyes

as you are to us.

We gave him the hospitality
of our community,

and our homes.

And in return for this,

he subverted our helpers,
then turned them into soldiers

to take our community
away from us,

and drive us here.

Now, we were afraid
you had come from him,

though it has been a long
time since he has been here.

The man from beyond
the mountain.

Willaway.

He is of your kind.

What were you like
as a child, Cyrus?

What did you do?

I don't know.

I would tell you my past.

I can't, Liana.

But you keep saying that.

Don't you want us
to even be friends?

Oh, yes.

It's just that
I can't remember.

Liana?

Does it matter so much?

No.

Ah!

There you are.
Have a nice day?

Beautiful, Mister Willaway.

We were out by the lagoon.

Oh, that's one of my
favorite achievements.

I'm glad you enjoyed it.

Now, my dear...

We have discussed
your future.

My future?

I have informed Rachel
that you will become my wife.

What do you mean?

I thought I made it
perfectly clear.

You and I are
going to be married.

Oh, this is some
kind of a joke?

No, I'm perfectly serious.

Oh, well, you're crazy.

Not at all.

You will learn
that what I want

is what I get around here.

Well, you don't get me.

Bring her back.

Yes, Father.

Our first concern
is Liana.

Where could the storm
have carried her?

Your companion, Liana,
is either in the swamp,

or beyond the mountain.

And none of our people
in the swamp have seen her.

Can you lead us to her, even
if she's beyond the mountain?

Yes.
We can do that.

But you must understand
that we cannot help you

with the man, Willaway.

After everything
he's done to you?

He has all our helpers.

He even made them
to look like himself.

And forgive me,
but more like you also.

They are too many of them.
we cannot defeat him.

You could do something
to change that.

We want to take back
what is ours,

but Willaway is too strong.

Then why not leave here?
Go someplace else.

He is only one man.
He will not live forever.

Then it will be ours again.

Ah. Escalus.

There's two men and a boy
coming in this direction.

We shall prepare for them.

- Yes, Father.
- Thank you, Escalus.

Ah, Cyrus.

Ive been working on
this sketch for the new

sleeping quarters.

Uh, do you think
Miss Liana will like it?

Oh, yes, Father.
It is very beautiful.

But it seems as though
you're making Liana sad.

If you're going
to marry her,

why should that
make her sad?

That should be
of no interest to you, Cyrus.

I know, Father.

But Liana makes one
interested in things.

Oh?

- Such as?
- Wondering...

And feeling.

Feeling good and
warm and happy.

You...

Feel these things?

Yes, Father.

You...

- Feel?
- Yes, Father.

Oh, you don't.

How could you
possibly feel for her

or she feel for you?

You are inanimate, Cyrus.

You are nothing more
than an amalgam of

simulated flesh and bone.

Your marrow transistorized.

Your heart is a battery,
your veins and arteries

are wire filament.

Father. I feel!

I cannot help it.

Please do not
make Liana sad,

I beg you.

All right, Cyrus.

- We will speak with her.
- Thank you, Father.

Miss Liana?

I have come
to apologize.

I've been terribly wrong

and I'm very sorry if I have
frightened you in any way.

And, uh, if you wish
to leave, you may.

My father has come
to make you happy.

- He found the way.
- Good.

And I thought you might like
one last taste of Aldacta.

To speed you
on your journey.

I'll be happy
to leave here, Cyrus,

but I am going to miss you.

To my friends
and my journey.

To your journey and to
finding what you seek.

Cyrus tells me
he has feelings for you,

and you for him.

We are good friends.

That is impossible.

Impossible? To have
feelings for each other?

Cyrus, hold this.

- No, Father, please.
- Observe.

The only feelings
that Cyrus has for you

are those with which I have
programed him myself.

No, Father. Please.
Not now, not...

Cyrus is an android.

Everyone around you here
is an android, except me.

There are only two
flesh and blood humans here.

You and I.

Don't you understand
what that means?

Please, Father.
Not now.

- She sleeps, Father.
- Yes.

Now we must prepare
to greet our guests.

- Greetings.
- Greetings.

We have come for Liana,
a woman of our party.

We have reason to believe
that she is with you.

Oh, yes indeed, she was here.

Oh, I am sorry you
didnt arrive earlier.

She's traveled eastward,
looking for you.

I don't understand
her going on

without waiting for us.

When did she leave?

Oh, it's no more
than four hours ago.

You can catch her.

Look, my sons will
show you her route.

They've traveled it often.

Yes. She was concerned about
you and had us look for you.

But then
she began to think

that you must have
been lost in the storm.

So she rested
here for a while,

then she would go on.

And you just let her?

Well, there was very little
I could do to stop her.

She's a very strong-minded
young woman. Oh.

Uh, friend, you've
been a real help.

But before we
go on after Liana,

what we would really
appreciate is some food.

Yeah, that's for sure.
I haven't eaten since breakfast.

Oh, of course.

My home is open
to you. Come on.

Well, now.

You haven't told me
how you came here,

or even what time
you're from,

thought I would judge
it was close to mine.

Well, Scott and I
are from 1977,

and we're here because,
in a manner of speaking,

we're on a journey
back to that time.

We've heard of this
place called Evoland,

where you can get back.

And you, sir?

My time was Earth-year 2230.

Hmm.

What an irony that anybody
would want to go back.

Am I correct that
in the 50's and 60's,

there was a scientist of some
repute named Willaway?

Jonathan Willaway?

"Some repute?"
Oh, I dare say.

An iconoclast, yes.

A thorn in the body
scientific, a bane to

society's conscience.

But I dare say they were
very happy to hear

that my plane disappeared
over the Sea of Japan in 1963.

Oh, I would never go back.

Right here, I have the best
of all possible worlds.

I build my dream castles.
I lack no comforts,

no companionship.

Is the companionship
of androids quite as

fulfilling as that of men?

You guessed.

I detect no alpha waves
in your family.

Androids.

I find their company
a great deal more pleasant

than any I've previously
encountered.

Well, now, it's getting late,

and with Miss Liana having
at least a four hour start,

I'm sure that
you will want to leave.

My sons and Robert, will
escort you to the next valley.

- Farewell.
- I thank you.

You've been a most
gracious host.

Oh, you're entirely
welcome. Goodbye.

Robert?

Under no circumstances
allow them to return.

Yes, Father.

Man, I've seen a bum's rush,
but this is ridiculous.

I know. They're not showing us,
they're takin' us.

There's a reason for that.

Among all the android readings
I was getting,

I was receiving
two sets of alpha waves.

One was close and strong,
that's Willaway.

But there was another
one, further off.

Liana.

I believe she's
still in the villa.

For whatever reason, Willaway
does wanna us to know.

We've got ourselves
a problem,

'cause these fellas are not
gonna let us double back.

It won't be easy to
overcome three androids,

but, somehow, we must.

Cyrus, I didn't send for you.

I know, Father.

But it is about Liana.

She cried this morning
because she could not

go with her friends.

They are human, like you.

Yet, you do not
treat them as such.

- Cyrus.
- Yes, Father?

Have you been
to rejuvenation?

- Yes, Father.
- I see.

And for reprogramming?

- No, Father.
- I see.

The problem is
more serious than I thought.

Cyrus, prepare for
reprogramming.

- Immediately.
- Yes, Father.

- Ready, Scott?
- Yeah.

Varian? Okay,
go, Scotty, now.

Ow, oh, my knee!

Oh, I think I twisted it!

I must tell Father of this.

He mustn't get away.

That's the first time I ever
had that one pulled on me.

I wouldn't wonder.

Now that Willaway's
been warned,

we're gonna have
to take our chances.

Strange that one of your
sons should be a traitor.

He is not a traitor.

He simply became
unprogrammed.

Sometimes, it happens.

Oh.

I did think of him as a son.

It is almost as if he died.

Robert, what happened?

We did badly, Father.

And I'm sure they will be able
to find their way back here.

Something's funny here.

We have no choices,
do we?

Well, where do you
think they have Liana?

I think she's somewhere
in the villa.

Hey, we got company.

We've come for
Liana, Willaway.

I would very much doubt
you could take her from me.

Nevertheless,
we want her.

Bring Miss Liana.

Cyrus, it's my friends.
They've come for me.

They are prisoners.

Willaway wants you now.

Cyrus, please.

You can't forget all the things
we said and did together.

Didn't those moments
mean anything to you?

Oh, Cyrus, please.
Help us.

I cannot.
Willaway wants you.

Cyrus.

Help us get away, please.

You are our only hope.

- Please.
- Liana.

Do not be unhappy.

Please come, now.

The man has had
our servants capture

the one who aided you.

I have seen it, Toren.

Perhaps the one who
aided you was right

when he said it was possible
to overcome the man.

- Perhaps.
- He also said,

"If you let one man
kick sand in your face

on the beach,

""there are going to be 20 more
to do it the next time."

There is no honor in that.

It is time for me
to lead again.

Your friends have
returned for you.

Now, my terms
are quite simple.

You will stay here
with me,

or they shall die.

If they die,
I will die with them.

You would let her do this?

It's her decision to make.

Then you shall
all die together!

- No, Master!
- Stop him!

Who are these people?

Arusians, Liana.
They lived here once.

The androids remember
them as their masters.

What's happening
to the androids?

They're stopping.

They must have
destroyed their power source.

Why, Cyrus?

I gave you
a beautiful place to live.

I even made you my son.

Why have you done this?

Liana.

You make her unhappy.

But I reprogrammed you!

Liana?

Liana?

Willaway?

We want back what is ours,
and are ready to fight for it.

Fight?

What is there to fight for?

It was all so perfect,
and now look.

It will be perfect again,
but you will not be here.

You may have the swamp
if you desire it.

You are free to leave,
but leave now.

I have very little
to take with me.

Oh...

Oh.

Thank you for giving us
the courage to become again

what we once were.

What about your androids?

This can all be repaired.

Perhaps we will leave them
looking as you are,

to remind us of you.

You are welcome
to remain with us

for as long as you wish.

Thank you, but we must
still seek out our goal.

Yeah, Evoland.

Yeah, I heard that.

Hey, look!

Sil-L!

Oh!

Well, I guess
that makes it official.

As you said,
I heard that.

Oh, hello there.

You decided
against the swamp.

It's not my style.

Where then?

Some other place.
Some other people.

But alone?

Well, society and I do seem
to have our problems.

I wonder why.

You might travel with us.

Wait a minute, after
what he was gonna do?

Well, now why would you
possibly want me

to travel with you?

You're alone, and you
never would've killed us.

That is true.

You know, if Liana had
called my bluff,

I don't know what
I possibly would've done.

- But how did you know?
- I'm from the future, remember?

And I know more about
you than you do.

I don't understand.

In my time, the
Jonathan Willaway Award

was given annually
to 10 scientists,

whose work was distinguished
most for its contribution

to life not death.

A posthumous memorial.

It took about 20 years.

They credited you, Willaway,

with creating a scientific
ethic which became universal.

One of the building blocks
in achieving the kind

of world that I knew.

Then I was appreciated,
after all.

Well, a lot of good
that does me now.

Of course.

I'll travel with you,
of course.

I may, sometimes, not be
the ideal companion,

but I do want to
tell you that...

Willaway, please.

Let's just get it on.

Liana, I hope
you can forgive me.

All I really wanted was
some human companionship.

Well, I think
we can give you that.

Hmm.