All language subtitles for The.Terror.S01E10.WEB.H264-DEFLATE

Do you know what day it is,
Mr. Crozier?

What day of the week, I mean.

No.

It's a Wednesday.

You and I once shared a drink
on a Wednesday.

Do you remember that day?

I do.

You had a dog turd in your hand.

The toast was, "Ourselves."

That was fitting then.

But so it is again today.

You misunderstand the toast,
Mr. Hickey.

It was meant as a joke.

Not a very clever one.

Mr. Des Voeux.

Have Goodsir
tend to Mr. Crozier's injuries.

And make sure he's not harmed again.

He took a stumble.

The men you asked for
are assembled, sir.

Men, whether we want it or not,

we're drawn
by the events of yesterday

into a conflict
with the other camp.

We must plan a party
to retrieve our captain

and any other men
who are compelled against their will.

And arrest this coven of traitors
once and for all.

What about the captain's order, sir,
for us to keep moving south?

You can guess my mind
on that subject, I'm certain.

Now...

Private Hammond
believes the other camp

should not be hard to track
on this ground.

They certainly
had no trouble finding us.

We prefer the captain's orders, sir.

To hell with the captain's orders.

We have a camp of nearly 30 men here.

We've got nine so ill they cannot
walk, with no surgeon to tend them.

We've but two able-bodied lieutenants
for the lot of us.

None of us speaks
the Netsilik tongue.

None have been
in the polar regions before.

To restore
our best chance of survival,

we must restore our captain.

Surely that is plain.

And given we have Hickey's camp
outnumbered and outgunned,

we can expect to retrieve him
without a single man lost.

We prefer the order, sir.

Well, I'm giving a different order.

There's been a vote, Edward.

When?

An hour ago.

Before you woke.

It was not to oppose
your command of this camp.

That is without question.

It was to ratify the captain's order.

One given in sound mind...

with the full knowledge
of our situation.

You would leave...

our captain... with that devil?

He wouldn't have urged us to go on

if he didn't think
it were the best plan, sir.

We've also voted
that each man can do as he wishes.

We'd not force you to come with us.

We'll leave supplies for the ill.

Most of us are ill.

We're leaving today.

Those who cannot walk on their own
to a sledge will stay.

Once we make our next land camp...

if we can, we'll return for them.

He also ordered
we not leave any man behind.

You expediently leave that out.

What if I, and anyone here
who still feels the pull of loyalty,

organize our own rescue party?

Edward.

We hope you'll come with us.

To what?

Haul?

And to survive.

I know Lieutenant Little's nature.

He'll be here by day's end
with a dozen armed men.

We need to be ready.

I counted 11 men total.

What about arms?

Who carries them?

Tozer.

Benson.

Armitage.

Pilkington.

Gibson.

No, no.

Gibson's gone as well.

I think...

Des Voeux has his gun now.

Gone?

Do you mean he ran off?

Dead, sir... and consumed.

I'm sorry.

However unpleasant to hear,

I must put
what is going on here into words.

Five guns, then. You're certain?

We thought the creature was at the
ridge to our north three days ago.

Hickey ordered
every man out to face it,

and... I counted five.

Well done. Well done.

If the chance to run comes

and we are not together,

go southeast, yes?

Captain,
will you do something for me?

When you return to London,

will you deliver this
to a girl there?

I promised I would get it to her.

It belonged to her brother.

All these months I thought it lost,

but it's found its way
back to me and...

I have a chance now
to see it where it needs to go.

- You will deliver it yourself.
- I will not leave this camp, Captain.

I know that.

You mustn't lose heart.

I need your help, Doctor.

If ever I was a doctor,
I am one no longer.

Even if God is seeing
every last thing we do here,

you have nothing to fear.

Not you.

You're clean, Goodsir.

Clean.

Even as your hand is forced by swine.

Is God here... Captain?

Any God?

It doesn't matter.

This place... is beautiful to me,
even now.

To see it, with eyes as a child's.

There is wonder here, Captain.

And her. Do you...

Do you think she's still alive?

Silence?

This place is her home.

She'll be back
with her people by now.

Do you think so?

Yes.

Good.

Good.

I will deliver it if I can.

To whom did it belong?

I...

I made him a promise.

Yes?

I'll find his sister by his name.

He was afraid.

He said, "He wants us to run."

Yes?

His name was...

His name was...?

Your color's better now.

Thank you, Manson.

Sorry.

Mr. Hickey says I'm not
to call you "Captain" any more.

I'm to take you to him now.

That's all right, Magnus.

You're a good boy, I know.

It's a test, isn't it?

Of our mettle.

Captain.

If you're still in the camp
when a meal is made out of me,

honor bright, Captain, do not accept.

- If he insists...
- We won't let it come to that.

If he insists,

eat only of my feet.

Do you understand? My feet.

The soles, if possible.
The toughest part. Do you understand?

Everything depends on this.

All set?

Right. Haul!

Captain!

Captain!

We'll be settling down
for sick nap soon.

But... come and sit for a moment,
Mr. Crozier.

I've been looking forward to this.

Why not let
Lieutenant Hodgson go back?

He's some men back at the other camp
who could use his leadership.

Mr. Diggle, Dr. Goodsir, Manson.

They could accompany
Lieutenant Hodgson.

He was the first
of your officers I enlisted.

I remember the day.

He had a dog leg in his hand.

Well, I forgive him.

I forgive all of them... but you.

Do you include yourself
in that forgiveness?

I won't know until the end of this.

You hold yourself to the standard
of a man you are not...

nor should ever have tried to be.

You've let shame drive you on and on.

It's part of why we are where we are.

Then why have me brought here at all?

At great risk to your men.

Tuunbaq.

A spirit that dresses as an animal.

Yet we shot it with a cannon
and drew blood.

How do you reconcile that?

I can't.

There's much about this voyage
I can't reconcile.

What mythology
is this creature at the center of?

About the creature
I have no answers, Mr. Hickey.

We were not meant to know of it.

I didn't have anywhere near an equal
on this expedition...

but you.

I wanted to thank you for that.

On the eve of what is
quite an important day.

You must be
a surpassingly lonely man...

Mr. Hickey.

Not for long.

I can probably
spring those for you later.

We'll have all night to try.

You might be able to run before dawn.

Not yet, Mr. Diggle.

I want to try to take
some of you back with me

when Little and the others arrive.

That will be any time now.

Then how can I help?

Follow any signal I give you.

Everyone out.

Something's happened.

He always wanted to help...

didn't he?

You'd waste this man?

Of all men!

He wasted himself, Mr. Crozier.

Piece of glass to the wrists.

If he only wanted to die,
he could have...

run out into the hills and starved.

But he didn't.

He made a gift of himself for
the rest of us, is the way I see it.

And at the supper hour.

Come and join us.

Let the men begin.

Will not happen.

Private Armitage,
bring Mr. Crozier forward.

Mr. Golding... stand up.

After dinner
we're climbing the hill, men.

There's something needs doing
now Mr. Crozier's with us.

A few of you
will have parts to play as well.

Mr. Des Voeux...

do we still have with us
that boat chain?

We do.

Forgive Father not coming down,
Sir James.

He's not well just today.

Well, I won't impose on his rest.

I wanted only to say my farewells.

I leave Wednesday next
for Lancaster Sound,

to see about Sir John and Francis.

I'm relieved to hear it.

Father thinks it's right not to wait.

There's momentum built up
in the public now for this.

Enterprise and Investigator
are marvelous ships.

He can have every confidence there.

Richardson and Rae
leave overland in June,

and the Plover should be well
on her way to join the search

from the Pacific end by then as well.

We'll come at it by east,
west and south.

Well, then you're sure to find it.

That will bring more comfort
to my father than you can know.

He wants it found
while he still lives.

His own "chilly shortcut to China,"
he calls it.

Haul!

Come on!

Push!

Halt!

Fire a shot.
Private Pilkington, do it now.

Here, Terror!

Where was he last seen?

South, two miles...
staggering off a weak left side.

Let me off this chain!

He is sick, then, the creature.

Cornelius!

He's sick from what he eats,
Mr. Hickey.

"Dis-moi ce que tu manges...

je te dirai ce que tu es."

- And in English, Mr. Hodgson?
- "Tell me what you eat...

and I will tell you what you are."

I detect a double meaning there.

If we don't meet the creature soon...

we set up a signal fire on this hill.

Now, he may not have his senses.
He may need help finding us.

Have we come here
to give it a royal death, then?

If it's ill, we should put every shot
we have in its head and butcher it.

- Now, while it's weak.
- I have a different plan.

Well, perhaps it's time
you told us what that plan is.

That creature is everything we need:

Meat and fur.

We could make
at least ten greatcoats out of it

and make it back to London
full bricks.

You think you're going back? No.

Where else are we hoping to get?

I can't go back.

A man called Cornelius Hickey

told me this expedition
was a year in the Polar Sea

and then out the other side.

He told me the ship's plan
to stop at the Sandwich Islands,

and the crew
was going to dry out in the sun.

"The other side of the world,"
I thought.

"A year's nothing."

So I dabbed him,
left him in Regent's Canal.

And here I am instead.

You could have just joined up.

I was gonna show you my heels
when we got to those islands.

I was gonna hook it, start new.

I'd seen the drawings
in the weeklies.

Oahu.

Maui.

That sounded nice.

No one told me
I'd be freezing to death

three bloody years instead, did they?

I've learnt what I needed to,
so bugger London. I'm going forward.

Only forward.

So call it with me now, boys.
Come on, together.

God bless our native land

May heaven's protecting hand

Still guard our shores

May peace her power extend, foe

Come on!

This has to carry, men.

Come on!

God bless

Our native land

We're here!

Bugger Victoria, we're here!

Bugger Nelson! Bugger Jesus!

Bugger Joseph and Mary!

Bugger the Archbishop of Canterbury!

None ever wanted nothing from me!

- It's here. It's here!
- Hand me your glass, Magnus.

Are we going to kill it or not?

Let it come, Mr. Des Voeux.

Open yourself to courage.

What if we're not the heroes?

It will go after those
who are running at first.

Every story you've been told
about the holy throne of Britain

has a shine on it, doesn't it?

But I bet you never saw in Shoreditch
the breath of a god in the air.

Never met a man
with his soul eaten out.

There are holy things before us.

Magnus, Mr. Des Voeux,
come forward to the others.

Stagger your positions on a line.

When it comes over the top
it will have its head low,

so anticipate that with your aim.

Our empire is not the only empire.
We've seen that now.

If you run, you'll die.

If you miss, we'll die.

Tommy, give me your gun.

I'm the best shot here.

There's nothing that way, Mr. Hoar!

- I'm sorry, Tom!
- It's before me!

Hold, Private!

Run the chain back. Run it back.

Diggle, don't run! Don't run!

Come on! Come on!

You should be still.

- No.
- Stop moving!

No! No!

Captain!

Magnus, come and see.

Captain.

Oh, God.

Thank you.

Help me.

Wait.

It's gone.

Charles Best.

George Chambers.

John...

John Weekes.

It's colder.

It's late.
We should not be so far north.

Tomorrow we will try to walk.

My men.

We must find them.

Edward.

What?

Close.

It would be good
if you can understand what I say.

I can.

I understand from Silna
that you are alone now.

Silna?

Yes.

My men.

They died.

All?

Where do you want to go?

In spring you can decide.

In winter you stay with us.

After what I did?

To Tuunbaq?

We cried many days after
we heard from the shaman.

How was it, when the Tuunbaq died?

Where is Silna?

She lost Tuunbaq.

Alone is the way for her now.

When did she leave?

In the night.

She cannot be with us now.

Why not?

That's the way.

Everyone accepts this.

Which way did she go?

Which way did she go?

Which way did she go?
Silna - which way did she go?

Silna... Which way did Silna go?

Where is Silna? Where is Silna?

Silna!

Where is Silna?

Everyone accepts this.

You must remember where you are
and accept this, also.

Two men are coming,
pulling a sled. White men.

What do you want to do?

This is what you tell them.

"We saw a captain there.

The one called Aglooka."

Ask him...

if one of these men
is the one he's calling Aglooka.

"He spoke in our tongue.

He was dying."

What did Francis say?

Aglooka?

"Your friend took my hands.

He said, 'Tell those
who come after us not to stay.'"

"The ships are gone.

There is no way through. No Passage."

"Tell them we are gone."

"Dead...

and gone."

The silver swan

Who, living, had no note

When death approached

Unlocked her silent throat