All language subtitles for The.Tripods.1984.S01E13_EN

They're not coming.

Yet.

I think they go
to the destructed Tripod.

We killed one.

Well, you did, Henry.

You saved us, Henry.

Yes. I suppose I did.

WILL: Let's go.
BEANPOLE: Yes.

They'll find the destructed Tripod.

That will make them more dangerous.

-Which way?
-There's only one way now.

-The White Mountain.
-We need no map. Come on.

We should have taken our things
when we killed the Tripod.

There was no time.

-What is it?
-Tripod. Wake Will.

Will. Will, Tripod.

(TRIPOD TRUMPETING)

-No, stay here.
-They can see us in here.

At least here we have some shelter.

He's right, Will.
We must try at staying put.

(SCREAMING)

Gone.

(SPEAKING FRENCH)

(SPEAKING FRENCH)

What's he saying?

There are no Free Men.

-What?
-It's a fable,

a fairy story.

(SPEAKING FRENCH)

Be ready. There might be a chance.

(SPEAKING FRENCH)

(SPEAKING FRENCH)

Yes.

I think two English, and one French.

It is not important.

But who are you? Why are you here?

Three replies are possible.

You come by accident,
you are sent by Tripods,

or you are sent for a reason
that only you know.

Speak, you.

You?

I think you're sent.

But who sends you? Tripods?

That is good.

There is a small group of bandits
and vagrants in the mountains.

Some believe them to be Free Men.

The Tripods send false recruits to
join them and to discover their plans.

You are of these?

It is not unknown

for Tripods to take away memory
of being conditioned in this way.

Whatever the truth,
we shall discover it.

(SPEAKING FRENCH)

If you wish to speak to us,
call through the door.

I'll not trust any of them.

Bandits!

Do you think they meant the Free Men?

There aren't any Free Men.
You heard what he said.

-They only call them bandits...
-Grow up, Will.

It's over.

It's a long way to come to be capped.

He said there were three
possible replies we could give him, yes?

I think we should give him one, perhaps.

-What?
-The old story.

The one about our adventure
before capping.

It succeeded before.

In England, it is a custom
to undertake a journey.

An adventure.

-The greater the journey...
-The more our families are pleased.

We heard of great mountains
in the south.

Jean-Paul told us.

They've never seen such mountains.

There are none in England.

Now we've seen them.

And we're going to start
for home again, tomorrow.

You will speak
all of this adventure. Now.

Well, it began in Wherton,
where I was born.

My friend Jack,
Jack was going to be capped...

We hid on the boat.

There were other boys there.
They weren't capped, either.

(SPEAKING FRENCH)

Beanpole called it a chemin de fer.

It was a machine.
A steam machine, to pull carts.

I don't know how many lived there,
at the time.

There must have been 200.

In October we picked grapes,
and made wine in the Jura.

And when I caught them up,
I found this button placed under my arm.

(SPEAKING FRENCH)

The Tripods attacked us.

Then you found us in the rocks.
That's all.

Hey!

I see nothing.

I see nothing.

We must know three things.

Where, precisely, where was the Tripod
which gave the button?

Precisely what were the instructions
you were given?

I don't know. I can't remember.

And about what you call the Free Men.
What was the information...

-I don't know.
-...you went to collect?

Think, think hard,
and you may see your Eloise again.

That would be worth
a little thought, yes?

Believe me, such things can be arranged.

You must take this.

I'm sorry.

In your answers,
I hear you say you helped make wine.

The other side of the lake?

The best wine of France, I think.

You know that part of France?

-I'm of that part.
-The Jura?

Do you not also know
that when the cap is put in place,

often blindness or deafness
are cured at once?

-I do not believe it.
-You do not wish to believe it.

A stubborn mind prefers its fantasies.

Why should I believe anything you say?

Why should I even believe
you're Black Guards?

You demand the truth from me.
Why should I believe you?

(SPEAKING FRENCH)

I'll only answer one question.

The question will decide...

Are there Free Men in these mountains?

Men who come together
to fight the Tripods?

Why should men fight Tripods?

The Tripods are our friends.

There are bandits, yes, and vagrants.

I do not understand the question.
How can I answer?

You are of no importance,
you simply waste our time.

We know you were not sent by Tripods,

so you lie because you're afraid.

Well, others have babbled of Free Men,

of safe ships across the sea,

of help and assistance during a journey.

To you, I offer this.

If you tell what you know, this girl,
this Eloise who serves the Tripods,

she can be found.

She is capped, of course,
but so will you be, soon.

You can live together.
You can return to the chateau.

If not, this picture
shall be given to the Tripods.

I promise
you will see your Eloise again.

But dead or alive, that is your choice.

To you, I offer these lunettes.

Without them, you can see little.

A man who sees little is useless
and his life is short.

If you tell nothing,
the Tripods will make you a vagrant.

A man who makes such as these

would be totally wasted
with a destroyed brain.

Now, you can be of use.

You will be capped.
The capping will be successful.

You will be one of us, a Guard.

In that way
you can serve your fellow man.

The telling will begin now.

There will be food, drink and sleep
when it is finished.

Vagrant? What vagrant?

You come this way, all this way,
on the word of a vagrant?

Stupid! You're a stupid country boy.

Your fool of a cousin
tells you to leave home and you obey.

You meet a French boy you have never
seen before and you take his word.

Like this vagrant. What's his name?

-His name.
-Ozy.

-Ozymandias.
-Ozymandias.

Always the stupid fellow.

Afraid of capping.
Afraid of Black Guards.

Young, afraid, and a coward.
Yes, coward.

Daniel Montagnon. Three of you,

against a young man
who was once your friend.

Stupid, useless and a coward.

I'm not! I killed a Tripod. Me!

Nobody else. Me! And I'll do it again,

and again, and again,

and again,

and again.

-The destruction of the Tripod...
-It was my idea.

They had been following us for weeks.

We are happy to know it is smashed.

There is one gap, in Jura.

-You were there several days...
-The Jura is large.

Your Tripod masters
cannot kill everyone there.

-You were helped!
-Even if they are aided

by filth like you.

You will regret your words.

It is probable.

Where did you learn to speak French?

-At the chateau.
-Why?

They wanted me to stay and marry Eloise.

That's ridiculous.

Stupid country boy,
not even of their nation?

-Where is the chateau?
-I've told you.

Tell me again. It is not exact.
We shall not find it.

Leave them alone. Don't find them.

They gave you shelter.
They gave you help.

They liked me.

Don't you understand?
They just liked me.

So you stole a horse, clothes,
food, maps?

It wasn't like that.

Which chateau? Which count?

I said leave them alone.
They didn't know.

Know what?

That I was coming here
to join the...Free Men.

At last, we have it.

Others like us will still come.

-Why?
-To rid the world of Tripods.

You may have us,
but others will still come!

Hundreds, thousands,
as many as it takes.

You tried to make us
betray the Free Men,

then you've as good as told us
they exist.

Why all this if they don't?
But it's you that betray.

You betray all people
by serving the Tripods.

Things will change. You wait and see.
They will.

You will never get
what you want from me. Never!

I will never be capped. Never!

It'll take the four of you
to get me to that Tripod!

I believe it. Well done.

Ozymandias!

"Will Parker is hot-headed
and impetuous."

That's what the report says.

I saw you killed.

You saw me act unconscious.

I told you it'd be difficult.

Will? Will?

-Henry, it's Ozymandias.
-How?

"My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings.

"Look on my works, ye mighty.
And rejoice."

This is the man we told you about,
in England, Ozymandias.

Give Jean-Paul back his glasses.

But I don't understand.
I mean, how are you here?

That's what I want to know.

Well, your Black Guards, like our
good friend here Monsieur Cabot,

are all, in fact, Free Men.

We've come very close
to being infiltrated

by boys who've been conditioned
by the Tripods.

We had to make absolutely sure.

That's why
we had to have you interrogated.

But now, have you energy enough
for breakfast?

Chemin de fer.

-What?
-Chemin de fer.

Yes, railway.

Come on, boys.

Sensationnel!

How is it done?

It's called electricity.

It also lights the lamps.

Our leader's name is Julius.

My friends,

we welcome today three new members
to our community.

Henry and Will Parker, from England.

Henry.

And William.

And Jean-Paul Deliet.

Make them truly welcome.

We all know the dangers and hardships
they have overcome to reach us.

(ALL APPLAUDING)

Young men, young women,

I know that you must often wonder

at your life in the White Mountain.

You came here at great risk

to destroy the Tripods.

And all we teach you are skills
which must seem to you irrelevant.

Instead of combat,

we coach you to a high level
of achievement at certain sports.

And you must wonder why.

(GASPING)

This is a rough model
of the city of the Tripods.

The City of Gold.

This city lies a week's journey
to the north.

And within the year,

some of you will enter it.

Each year,
in the annual games held nearby,

young people are chosen
to serve the Tripods in their city.

Some are chosen for their beauty,

others for their strength and speed.

We believe that within this city

only the young and strong can survive.

Does your daily sports routine
now make sense?

We shall send competitors
to the next games highly trained,

in the hope that they may be selected
to serve the Tripods in their city.

They must gather the information
we so badly need

in order to destroy

these monstrous hives
of cruelty and domination.

We elders cannot do this.

It is upon a handful of you here today

that man's freedom now depends.

It's a heavy task we lay on you.

We dare to hope

that you may be successful.

One of the rights
of free-thinking, uncapped humans

is freedom of choice.

I ask you to exercise that right now.

Stand

if you are willing to be selected
for the next annual games,

and entry into the Tripods' city.