All language subtitles for The.Tripods.1984.S02E04_EN

(BAND PLAYS MARCHING TUNE)

Friends, fellow officials,

competing athletes and spectators all,

all of us
loyal servants of the Tripods,

may I say, welcome to the annual Games.

And may I ask you all
to observe reverent silence

for the arrival of those
in whose honour we hold the Games,

our masters, the Tripods.

Over there.

GAMES CAPTAIN: May I remind you all
of the highest honour

for which these, our young men
and women, are competing here,

is the pride of being chosen
to serve the Tripods

in their fabulous City of Gold.

So, masters, I call upon you now

to do us the honour
of opening these Games

which we hold to honour you.

(CHEERING)

WILL: Fritz.

-So, you are here after all.
-Yeah, no thanks to you.

BEANPOLE: Did you, uh...
Did you come all the way with Ulf?

-Yes.
-Oh, and Petra?

She recovered
and was grateful for your help.

Good job we didn't let you drop her
in the river, then.

I have not seen your names,
nor Maria and Gianni's. Are you entered?

-Where do we do that?
-The secretary's office.

The lists are closing.
You'll have to hurry.

Excuse me,
I must prepare for my first heat.

-Huh! Very nice.
-Self-righteous pig.

Come on, we'd better get a move on.

-Well, what about you two?
-We can take care of ourselves.

You go and prepare
and we'll see you later.

-All right.
-Good luck.

PAPAGENA: To you both.

What about Fritz, eh?

You know, sometimes I think
he'd make a really good Black Guard.

He'd have loved Goetz, don't you think?

-Good news about Petra.
-And he choked on it though, didn't he?

I wonder what happened
to Maria and Gianni?

Maybe the Tripods found them too.
Just like Kate.

(CROWD CHEERING)

Come on. We won't have time to warm up.

Stephane Baule. Six metres 20.

Next to jump, please, Jean-Paul Deliet.

Jean-Paul! Quick, you must jump!

JUDGE: Jean-Paul Deliet.

Third and final call for Mr JP...

Jean-Paul Deliet is just inside
the qualifying distance.

-You did it.
-And just in time.

Yes, but if you can qualify that easily,
you've got a great chance of winning.

(CROWD CHEERING)

Box.

One, and two, and three...

ALL: Four,

five,

six...

seven, eight, nine and out.

Doesn't like us much, your Fritz,
does he?

Doesn't like us much, either.

For him it is all discipline
and application.

He can't bear the idea
that success might be easy.

Or that you can have fun
while achieving it.

He looks very good.

200 metres is his distance.

Oh, out of all of us,
he has the best chance

of becoming champion without doubt.

Get to your marks.

Get set.

-What's up?
-Fritz, Fritz!

(CURSES IN FRENCH)

Maybe he strained a muscle.

If you ask me,
he's so tight with discipline,

his body seized.

Sorry about the 200.

Are you all right?

Everything is perfectly good, thank you.

Then what happened?

I failed to qualify.

But normally you'd have walked that.

Looked almost as though
you deliberately threw it.

This is stealing, I think.

I'll make my confession to the Tripod.

It is dangerous
that you have these girls with you.

They may learn too much.

Also, their behaviour
attracts attention.

It puts us in danger.

You're jealous.

Look, what is the point of trying
to rid the world of the Tripods

for the sake of humanity,
if you have no humanity?

-Will.
-No. He's going to hear it.

You didn't have a thought for Ulf's wife
when she was sick,

and as soon as he was delayed
buying medicine for her,

you were all for leaving her behind.

(BEANPOLE SHUSHING)

And I've no doubt at all that
you were the first to pull up the anchor

when I got into a spot of bother.

We have a purpose here.

Well, you might have remembered that
on the track.

I know what I want to achieve.
And I know how to achieve it.

BEANPOLE: Come on!
ZERLINA: Willy, come on!

He has too much to win this one.

Come on, Willy. Hit him, Willy. Come on.

Come on, Willy.

(ALL CHEERING)

(GONG RINGING)

And the winner, in the blue corner,
Willy Sachs.

Two of us in the finals.

-Congratulations, Will.
-Thanks.

-You did very well.
-Thank you.

Oh, but look what he's done
to your face.

-It's not cut.
-I know, but...

You're very good, aren't you?

Very nearly not good enough.

These training camps
where you've learnt such skills,

they've taught you very well.

And made us train very hard.

The 100 metres. Fritz's last chance.
Come on.

So, you're in the finals now, yes?

Thanks to my supporters.

But if you win the championship,
I shall never see you again.

I know it's an honour to serve
the Tripods in their city but...

Well, I would miss you, Will.

I stole a look. She's very pretty.

If you go to the City,
you may never see her again, either.

I think we'd better get to
Fritz's other race.

Unless she is already there?

Thank you.

Fritz, I know there have been
bad feelings between you and Will.

But the City is more important.
We need you there.

We want you to win. I know you can.

Please, don't be so angry
that you'd give yourself a disadvantage.

Did he win?

Good.

What I don't understand is

why is it so important
for all three of you to be champions?

Everybody wants to be a champion.

Yes, but you want to be together,
yet you do not even like this Fritz.

Come on, Fritz! Come on, Fritz!

He's made it!

(SLOW INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC PLAYING)

ZERLINA: Do you think that
capping makes some people

more devoted to the Tripods than others?

I don't know.
I never thought about it much.

Well, I have.
And I know I shouldn't say it but...

well, I find all that religious stuff
a real bore, don't you?

Well, different people think about
the Tripods in different ways.

Well, that's it.
I mean, take your friend, Fritz.

-He's not my friend.
-Well, whatever he is, then.

But I'll bet he stands
at the foot of his bed

night and morning
saluting the Tripods' image

without turning a hair.

Oh, yes, he's a great disciplinarian,
is our Fritz.

Well, I can't see you doing that.

Uh, no. No.

I'm going to want
something to eat after this.

-You're always hungry.
-Am I?

Look at Papagena and Beanpole.

Getting along pretty well.

Exactly. So what are they supposed
to feel if he wins the championship?

Zerlina.

Or has he got
another girl in the City, too?

Will, we must talk.

-But...
-It is important.

Excuse me.

Jean-Paul.

BEANPOLE: Excuse me, please.
One moment.

Can you make out what they're up to?

He is wonderful, Jean-Paul. Just like
I've always heard of the French.

Yes, well,
I'd make the most of it, girl.

(CLEARING THROAT) Um, I'm sorry,
but something important has cropped up.

-What do you mean?
-We have to leave, I'm afraid.

You what?

Well, that's really great, isn't it?

Well, what do you expect us to do?
Twiddle our toes in a tent all night?

Zerlina, I'm very sorry.

Well, don't you worry about us.
We can take care of ourselves.

-Beanpole?
-We won't be long.

WILL: I wish you'd told us
about this before.

FRITZ: I only just found it.

There.

I'm sorry for spoiling your party,

but I thought it valuable
to examine it from the outside first.

BEANPOLE: I wonder why they built it
over a river?

Because they need water?

How do they produce such light?

-Electricity. Beanpole?
-Maybe.

We've seen Paris dead.

Imagine what it was like
as a living city.

Tomorrow, with luck,
we shall begin to know the answers.

The ancestors built some weird houses.

(SCREAMING)

(LAUGHING)

You are very stupid!

Can't you take a joke?

Oh, he's overwrought
about the championships.

Then why isn't he
getting his beauty sleep?

I think I need some help.

-What's the matter?
-I've twisted my ankle.

-I hope you...
-Do not even think it.

-Oh, I'm sorry.
-It's all right.

I could as easily have done it dancing.

(HORNS PLAYING FANFARE)

Today is the Day of Champions

and once again I ask you to join with me

in dedicating our best endeavours
to the service of the Tripods.

First events of the morning
are the finals of the sprints,

beginning with the men's 100 metres.

(INAUDIBLE)

Good luck.

Get to your marks.

Get set.

-Congratulations.
-I've done what I came to do.

You were a different runner.

Yesterday I didn't want anybody
to regard me as a serious threat.

He's the only one I want to win.

Poor Beanpole.

And long jump is next.

-Are you sure you should?
-Yes.

-I can't bear to look.
-He certainly has courage.

(GROANING)

Thank you but don't.

(ECHOING) Get up!

Will, you must not fail.

REFEREE: Six, seven, eight, nine...

Come on!

Will, you must win!
You must knock him out!

He's well behind on points.

Come on, come on.

Come on, Willy. Come on, hit him harder!

Harder!

One, two, three, four, five...

ALL: Six, seven, eight,

nine, and out!

Yes!

Perhaps it's just as well
one of us remains outside the City.

I could find
somewhere to live near here,

where I can see the river
and watch the movements of the Tripods.

Observe the materials they bring
to the City, the things they need.

Yes, there's a lot I can learn

to add to the discoveries
you and Fritz will make inside.

Yes.

Yes, that's good.

And you'll know where to find me
when you get out.

I shall stay here until the snows come.

And if you haven't escaped by then,

I shall return to the White Mountains
with what I've found out.

Well boxed, Will.

-Perhaps it's for the best after all.
-Yeah.

(CROWD CHEERING)

Now is the great moment

when we offer the best
of our young men and women,

the champions of the Games,
to the even greater privilege

of lifelong service to the Tripods.

I offer the champion of the 100 metres,
Fritz Eger.

Next, I offer to our lords the Tripods
Renata Louble,

winner of the ladies' 200 metre hurdles.

Renata comes from those lands
to the east once called Napier.

Only the second girl from that country
to receive the honour

of service to the Tripods.

And after her, we have Renee Conde,

who has established a new record in...

(VOICE FADES OUT)

But what if?

We shall be represented by...

GAMES CAPTAIN: Willy Sachs from Tyrol.

(CROWD CHEERING)

(CROWD CHEERING)