All language subtitles for The.Tripods.1984.S02E11_EN

(GROANS WEAKLY)

(COUGHING)

(COUGHING)

(GASPING)

You're very late.

I was going to leave.

Fantastique.

-I have things to tell you.
-Later.

-Things that...
-Later.

(BATS SQUEAKING)

Marvellous. This is marvellous, Will.

Julius will be...

This is just what we need.

-You have done a brilliant job.
-Fritz, mostly.

Are you feeling stronger now?

I can't believe it. I...

I just can't believe it,
that I'm actually out.

You know, when I saved you
from the river, there were two others.

They didn't have helmets.
I couldn't see their faces.

Neither of them was Fritz. Just Guards.

He got himself
into such a good position,

sort of an assistant
to a power station superintendent.

-But he decided to stay.
-So he's still...

I used to think Fritz was such a pain,

but he's been quite fantastic.

Yeah, he's certainly made a most useful
assessment of the mechanics of the City.

Are you sure he'll escape suspicion?

We were careful
to lay a false trail for me.

-How are you feeling?
-Better.

It's the fresh air.
It comes as quite a shock to you

after the poisonous atmosphere
of the city.

Well, we must leave here
as soon as you're able.

(TRIPOD TRUMPETING)

Will! Shh. Shh.

-Wait!
-Let me go!

If you're not capped,
they can't find you.

They'll search
for a thousand kilometres!

-But you're already hidden!
-You don't understand!

Look, even the Tripods
can't see everywhere.

-They know everything.
-Only if you run will they find you.

Listen to me.
Only then will they find you uncapped.

(TRIPOD TRUMPETING)

Look, I know your instinct is to run,
but that's just what the Tripods want.

Will, I know I'm right.

You're safest here,
where they least expect to find you.

You see?

-Ow! Ooh!
-What's up?

Oh, caught the cap.

When it was first put in, I never
thought I'd ever forget it was there.

It'll be good to get rid of them
when we get back.

Mmm.

I suppose that is why
the Tripods can't find me.

Mmm. Clearly, a real cap gives off
some sort of a signal which ours do not.

In the City, my Master was suspicious
that I might not be capped,

or at least that I might not
have been capped properly.

He liked me because of that.

But he couldn't really tell.

Only in the Capping Hall would he
have been able to discover the truth.

And we only just managed to avoid that.

A few of the Masters,
the more intelligent ones,

actually believed capping made us
dull and unimaginative.

But the rest don't care about that,
of course.

All they want is
to make use of our labour

until they're ready to poison us all.

And that is what we must prevent.

(SIGHS)

Will, with all this amazing information
you've discovered,

it'll help us to do it.

If we can get it back
to the Free Men in time.

We must.

Are you strong enough, then,
for another journey?

If it is safe.

(WILL CLEARING THROAT LOUDLY)

Excuse me.

Ah!

-How much?
-Three marks.

One each?

(LAUGHING)
You've come at the right time.

Travellers, eh?

We're athletes, monsieur,
returning from the Games.

Oh! You've taken your time, haven't you?

We've been to many places on the way,

but now we've run out of money.

Ah! Mmm.

But we do have something here.

Perhaps we could exchange,
for the two loaves.

Where did you get this?

We camped in the ruins
of this big old house.

There was a hidden cupboard in the wall.

I've enjoyed playing with these.

But now,
food is more important than play.

A whole set?

In exchange for two loaves of bread?

Please, monsieur.

But this is solid gold and silver.
No, I cannot do this.

-They're worth more than 50,000.
-Fifty thousand?

Hey! Oh, my...

Dear, dear!

(WOMAN SCREAMING)

(WHISTLING)

(WHISTLE BLOWING)

Over there.

(WHISTLE BLOWING)

Come on! Get a move on!

We'll never get to Geneva at this rate!

I want the whole show wrapped
and on the road by noon!

(WHIP CRACKING)

(WHIP CRACKING)

-Which way did they go?
-Who?

Right. Two each way. Cover the exits.
At the double!

Here, you.
Two fugitives. Did you see them?

They ran into the tent.

(SCORNFULLY) We haven't seen
anything, Captain.

Just you wait till you've been capped.

Then you'll have a greater
respect for the truth.

(CLATTERING)

-Hey!
-Shh!

Are they here?

Good morning, Captain.
A thousand welcomes.

But to what do we owe
the honour of this visit?

Two fugitives.
One tall, long dark hair, glasses,

the other medium height, good-looking,
with a fresh complexion.

-They entered my tent?
-I saw them, just a moment ago.

Is this true?

I swear by the Tripods, Captain,
I saw nothing.

Perhaps they went out the way they came?

I have Guards surrounding the tent.

Ooh! If they have the trick
of disappearance,

perhaps I should offer them employment.

This is no laughing matter, Pasha.

You are welcome, of course,
to search the rest of my circus.

(DOOR OPENING)

Excuse me, madam, some fugitives
have taken refuge in the circus.

I am well able
to take care of intruders.

You must pardon,
but the Captain's orders were to check.

(GROWLING)

(LAUGHING)

(CHUCKLING)

You won't find them in there.

Vagrant scum!

Perhaps they're after Kajik and Sigmund.

They were talking about trying
to sneak into the town.

They'll be back by now.
At least, I saw Siggy carrying benches.

Oh.

Maybe some of their own precious
children will run away to join us.

Five Guards and the Captain himself.

They'd not take so much trouble
unless he was a son of a mayor.

Come on, then. Where have you
hidden them? Under the beds?

(ALL LAUGHING)

-Anyone else in here?
-Just us.

-Who're you looking for?
-Fugitives. Two.

We'd have, um,
noticed if anyone came in.

Wrought havoc in the town, those two.

So there will be a...
price on their heads?

Four or five hundred marks each,
I should think.

Nothing, Captain.
Just a couple of clowns making up.

They must have gone straight through
the tent and out the other side.

Take my men.
See if you can pick up their trail.

I'll return with horses.

Come on! Come on!

Hey, they're leaving.

(SIGHS) Thanks to that boy
who kept his mouth shut.

-They are all uncapped.
-Except that old Turk with the whip.

I wonder if we could persuade them
to let us hide for a bit?

-They're obviously about to move out.
-I'm still starving.

Well, that shouldn't be
so much of a problem now,

with a fortune in your pocket.

The problem is converting them
into usable cash.

So!

I have two new clowns.

Um, we apologise for this intrusion...

Oh, it is both my pleasure
and my profit,

for I hear there is a very
high price on your heads.

The next will be in your back.

(SIGHS)

Add at least a thousand
to the takings, Fatima.

The runaways?

And when I've discovered why
they are such wanted criminals...

(SNIFFING)

I shall certainly double the price.

(BOTH LAUGHING RAUCOUSLY)

Listen to me, Will.

If this man is only interested in money,

we may be able to offer a higher price
than the Guards.

BOY: I have bread and water.

-Merci.
-My friend!

Whenever did you last eat?

WILL: I'm sorry
to appear so greedy, but...

BEANPOLE: This is the best meal
I've ever had.

Thank you, and for trying to help.

We're not so fond of the Guards either.

We're tolerated
only because the circus is so popular.

-Were you trying to steal in the town?
-No.

No, we wanted to exchange
goods for food,

but they assumed we'd stolen the goods.

-And you had not?
-No.

Just some things we found
in a ruined house.

And where are you from?

WILL: Our homes are in the mountains
in the south.

What about you?

Different places. We're all orphans.

Most of us are the children of vagrants.

-What?
-Abandoned.

Others have run away from home
to escape the capping.

He trains us, and we perform for him.

-Sounds fun.
-But he exploits us.

And he has contacts in every town
with the Black Guards.

They find him useful,
keeping us out of trouble.

-But he's a tyrant.
-Certainly fond of his whip.

Mmm.

From outside, many children think
it looks a wonderful life.

Some even run away from good homes
to join the circus.

If they show a talent he can use,
he'll allow them to stay.

Otherwise he'll just hand them back
to the Guards for money.

Like us, when we finish
the season in Geneva.

That's what he plans to do with us.

Unless we have talents he can use.

Well?

-They look older than us.
-A year, maybe even two.

So they must be capped.

Unless that's why the Black Guards
are after them.

Well, they say
they've been to the Games,

but they'd have to be capped
for that, too.

Yet the capped would never run away
from the Guards as they have done,

nor spend weeks
just wandering around like vagrants.

Maybe that's what they are.

-Maybe.
-Yeah.

Here's Geneva.

It's perfect. Straight up the valley
to the White Mountain.

-You mean...
-Yes, if we can persuade him

to let us join the circus.

Ah, but we're supposed
to be capped already.

Oh? Well, who knows that?

-I like the tall one in the glasses.
-Me, too!

He looks very studious.

(ALL LAUGHING)

But they're both real adventurers!

I like anyone
who'll stand up to the Black Guards.

-And they want to join the circus.
-Great. Let's hope they can.

-Yeah!
-Yes!

(GASPING)

Sorry.

(GROANING)

(GROANING)

It may only be false,
but it's good to be free of it.

A false cap, a false sense of freedom.

Come on, before anyone comes.

-Hey, what's your name?
-Raquel.

Mine's Will, this is Jean-Paul.
Thanks for your help.

I wish I could do more,
but he'll be out soon.

-There is a way you can.
-What?

Do more.

Solid gold.

Sixteen pieces of gold,
and 16 of silver.

But the rest of the set is still hidden?

In a ruined house near Geneva.

Ah.

Could others find it?

Well, I only found it by accident
because a stone was loose.

-I think only I could find it again.
-Oh, very good.

So, when we set out on the road
this afternoon,

you will have become members
of my circus troupe!

Then after the final performance
in Geneva,

we shall go together
to the ruined palace.

(WHISPERING) But I must ask you
to keep it a secret from the others.

And I shall keep this
as a guarantee of your good faith.

Oh, please, take some snuff with me?

To seal the deal?

A most fortuitous meeting,

and one I hope that will prove
great profit to us all.

(GRUNTING)

(SNEEZE BUILDING)

(BOTH LAUGHING)

Oh, there will be time enough
for you to master the art.

(STIFLING SNEEZE) I glad we've been...

able to do business with you.

And we have been delighted
to have you here with us.

Now I must go and supervise my rabble
and get the show on the road.

I will send Casimir to the black caravan
to sort out some accommodation for you.

Merci, madame.

Fresh air will help.