All language subtitles for T.L.W.S02E12.Voodoo.Queen.WEB-DL.H264.AAC.SNAKE_track3_[eng]

(MultiCom Jingle)

(dramatic music)

(leaves ruffling)

(grunting)

(thudding)

(gun firing)

- Oh boy.

I wonder what got them so worked up.

Oh no you're not getting away this time.

Hey, come back.

- [Narrator] At the
dawn of the last century

a band of explorers search
for a prehistoric world.

Driven by ambition, secret
desires, a thirst for adventure,

and seeking the ultimate story.

They are befriended by an untamed beauty.

Stranded in a strange and savage land,

each day is a desperate
search for a way out

of the lost world.

- Where the hell are you taking me woman?

- Who are you?

- Who am I?

Who are you.

- Why are you following me?

- And why were you watching me?

- You're a very handsome man.

- You don't leave to much to be desired

in the looks department yourself.

- What more do we need to
know about each other huh?

- I'm sure I'll think of something.

- Your heart, it's pounding.

- Yes well under the
circumstances I would think

that completely normal wouldn't you?

- Hm a normal man, how perfect.

Desirable.

- Oh what's the hurry?

Drums have stopped beating.

- Are you afraid of me?

- Oh no, I'm not afraid of you.

- Then take me now.

(groans)

- Where am I?

- Exactly where you were last night.

- Oh.

- Any complaints?

- Yeah, I'm starving.

You live near here?

- I used to.

- Is it still too soon to ask who you are?

- Are names really that important?

- [Marguerite] He's probably in the arms

of some jungle princess blissfully

unaware that we are even looking for him.

- [Veronica] Why do you
always think the worst of him?

- [Marguerite] Because I'm
speaking from experience.

- [Ned] We should be able
to pick up his trail from

the river where I found his spear.

- [George] He could be investigating

those drums we heard last night.

- Well my parents used to
call them voodoo drums.

- As in shrunken heads and
dolls with pins in them?

- Oh let's not get too carried away.

- Well Marguerite he could
be in serious trouble.

- Then again he could be in

the arms of some jungle princess.

Oh, I rest my case.

- [John] Well hello there,
where are you all going?

- To look for you.

- Obviously our concern
was premature as usual.

- Danielle, this is
Marguerite Krux, Ned Malone,

Professor George Challenger.

Veronica, this is Danielle.

- Nice to meet you all.

- So where did Roxton find you?

- Running for her life in the jungle.

- Running from what?

- The Trogs, they overran
Danielle's village,

butchered everyone they
could get their hands on.

- Hundreds of Trogs,
I've never seen so many.

- It's like some sort of army?

- That's what the drums are about.

The Trogs are massing, organizing.

- That's something nobody ever thought

they were capable of doing.

- It's terrifying.

- Yes I can vouch for that I was chased

by some pretty determined
characters myself.

- Organized savages,
that's just what we need

- Those drums are voodoo drums.

- I don't know about that.

All I know is what I saw in my village.

For two weeks I've been
running for my life.

- You poor child, you must be exhausted.

- It's a miracle you survived.

- And Danielle needs a place to stay.

This way.

Here you go.

Anything else you need, just let me know.

- This is perfect.

- For a woman whose been running
for her life for two weeks

she looks very well put
together, don't you think?

- You'd think she'd be a little more upset

about what happened to her village.

- Thank you both for letting her stay.

- Do you believe her story?

- Well I have no reason to doubt her.

I told you about the
Trogs that came after me.

- How far away is her village?

- Couple of days.

- Hm, I wonder where exactly.

- Just before you arrived
I was actually commenting

on your talent for finding
damsels in distress.

- Must be my noble disposition.

- Is that what you call it?

Are you sure she's gonna be
safe out there all by herself?

- All she has to do is call.

- I'm sure she will.

- You know Marguerite if I
didn't know you any better,

I would say you were jealous.

- Jealous?

No, no, amazed.

No I'm astounded at how easily some men,

especially you it seems
can be manipulated.

- What an amazing place.

- Yes, quite incredible.

Especially when you consider where it is.

- A temple of sorts.

- A laboratory.

A place for scientific investigation.

A place to broaden out understanding of

the outside world and how it works.

- It sounds very much
like a place of worship,

and you seem very devoted.

In my village the Papa loa,

the high priest was a man of great vision.

And he always had a beard.

- A high priest?

Oh no, no, that will never do.

Perhaps I should shave it
off to avoid confusion.

- No, no, it makes you look
rugged and well seasoned.

- Like a good steak.

- Or a man of great experience.

I'm sorry I'm disturbing you.

I didn't mean to.

(hammer pounding)

- Here.

- Hi, thanks.

- I was watching you work.

- Ah nothing like good
honest work to keep you fit.

- Very fit I would say.

- Are all the women of your village

as charming and beautiful as you?

- Growing up in my village
I was considered very ugly.

- What?

- Beauty is in the eye of the beholder.

- What are you doing?

- Oh I'm sorry, I just
noticed this photograph.

Are these your parents?

- Yes, my parents.

My room, my tree house.

You're a guest in my home.

Please act like one.

- I'm sorry.

I meant no disrespect.

- Did she take anything?

- No, not from my jewelry
box, but a small comb

that I leave by my nightstand is missing.

- Coincidence?

- Challenger would say
there is no such thing.

- Ah if he was thinking straight.

Do you have any idea what she is up to?

- Not yet.

Where is she now?

- Off somewhere with Roxton.

(sighs)

- What is it with men and women like her?

- Three parts lust, two parts fantasy.

Cuts off oxygen to the brain.

(grinding)

- [Danielle] Your friends are very nice.

Especially Challenger and Malone.

- Oh Veronica and Marguerite will come

around once you get to know them.

Should be sharp enough.

Now let's not start this again.

- I'm over here.

- Well don't stop talking.

I do like the sound of your voice.

- Is that all you like?

- It's on the list.

- [Danielle] What else is on the list?

- Oh I don't know, the way
you play games with me.

- Some women are like that.

- Yes, so I'm discovering.

- And some are even worse.

(grunting)

- Wow, once again I
have stumbled upon you.

- Man at my feet.

- A woman worthy of my adoration.

- What are you doing?

- Just dreaming of how
things might've been.

- Did you ever dream
to ask before you just

help yourself to my personal belongings?

- It's so beautiful.

It belongs to you?

- Don't play this game with me sweetheart.

I've been there and back.

- I don't understand.

- No, I think you do.

You're not here for free room and board.

You want something else.

- My people were slaughtered--

- Yeah and that's all very
sad, but I don't believe you.

- John Roxton is an exceptional man.

- You think I'm jealous.

- Oh he'd be a prize for any woman.

- You know in a civilized world there

is a name for a woman like you.

- You're in love with him.

- The only thing that
is yet to be determined

is the price that John will
be paying for your services.

Whatever my feelings for
John, I am not gonna stand by

and let a cheap little tramp
like you make a fool of him.

- Spirits of the dead.

Spirits of the dark.

Arise.

Awake.

(dramatic music)

- It's time for her to go.

- Danielle is running
for her life, Veronica.

- Yeah right, and I know
a way off the plateau.

She is lying.

- How do you know?

- If we kick her off here
where is she supposed to go?

- Back to wherever she came from.

- A woman, alone in the jungle.

- She found Roxton, she
can find another Romeo.

- Well, who's gonna tell her?

- I will, gladly.

- Looks like it's time to say goodbye.

I can see it in your faces.

- No, we haven't made that decision yet.

- Yes we have.

- It's all right.

I don't wanna be the
source of any conflict.

- No, I bet you don't.

- The drums are quiet tonight.

Maybe the Trogs are
giving up and moving on.

I'll leave first thing in the morning

and go back to my village.

Maybe there'll be other survivors.

- I won't let you go alone.

- I'll be all right John,
you've done more than enough.

You all have.

I have you all.

Roxton, to love and honor me.

- I'll go with ya.

- We both will.

- Don't worry, first sign
of trouble, we'll turn back.

- Make sure you do.

Who knows what those
Troglodyte's might be up to.

- We'll be fine.

You ready?

- You really don't need
to do this you know.

- Now you think I'd let
you get away that easily?

You could be right about the Trogs,

maybe they have given up.

- Maybe they're just afraid of you.

- Most people are (laughs).

- I'm not gonna let you
return to your friends.

I'm gonna keep you all to myself.

- That's quite a
collection you have there.

- Relics from the people of my village.

- Relics?

You mean like personal affects?

- Yes.

With them I will pray for
the salvation of my people.

- Pray?

What, now?

- In my religion it doesn't
matter when or where we worship,

as long as we call on
the spirits to join us.

They guide us and help us
celebrate the pleasures of life.

- Sounds like my kind of religion.

- Maybe it is.

- Well, don't let me keep
you from your prayers.

- This business with the
Troglodyte's perplexes me.

- Maybe we should go after them.

- The Troglodytes have always
lived in small, mobile groups.

And now they're organizing
into a large social unit.

- If you can believe
anything that woman says.

- Seems to indicate some sort
of evolutionary development.

- Evolution?

- How about theorem superstition?

- Is that what I think it is?

- A voodoo doll.

- Kinda looks like Roxton.

- It's not particularly flattering,

but she got the blank expression right.

- This means that Danielle is
some sort of voodoo priestess.

- Oh nonsense.

This black magic is hocus pocus.

- It could explain
Roxtons's sudden devotion.

- Maybe.

- Marguerite.

Surely you of all people
don't believe in this.

The voodoo doll has no real power.

- In sickness and in health,
you will succumb to me.

- They've got a three hour headstart.

(stomach grumbling)

- Ned, are you all right?

- Must've been the fruit.

I think I'm gonna be sick.

- I don't feel so good either.

Maybe the fruit wasn't quite ripe.

(Veronica vomiting)

- I ate that fruit as well.

- I'm glad to say I didn't.

- Et tu, Brute?

- Looks like it got us all, excuse me.

- Oh, looks like I'm the lucky one.

Oh why me?

(sighs)

Well I didn't eat any of the fruit

so it can't be that that made us sick.

- It wasn't black magic either.

- Then how do you explain it?

- Well it could be a germ,

or a virus in something we all consumed.

Water for instance.

- What about the drums?

When Danielle was here they stopped.

But as soon as she left,
they started up again.

- I've heard some pretty
wild things about voodoo.

Human sacrifice, cannibalism,

dead people coming back to life.

- I've read that book too, Malone.

You can't believe everything
that Spenser St. John writes.

- Be quiet George.

What else did he write?

- All kinds of things.

Voodoo dolls can be used to
control or hurt your enemies.

Good and evil spirits can
take possession of your body.

Wait a minute.

A voodoo priest or
priestess can inflict injury

using personal objects
stolen from their victims.

- Like my missing comb.

- The button off my shirt.

Are you missing anything?

- A ring, worthless cosmetic junk.

- My quill, so that's where it went.

- Danielle is the one who made us sick.

- That's impossible.

- If that's true she's trying to keep

us here so we can't go after Roxton.

- Then we'll try again at first light.

- How did you sleep?

- Like a baby.

- Drums didn't keep you awake?

- I must've been too
exhausted from the long walk.

- What are you making.

- Nothing really, I just like to weave.

- Always twisting and turning, huh?

- Just trying to keep your attention.

- Oh, no chance at losing that.

I'll go get some more firewood.

- Hurry up you guys.

- [Veronica] We're coming!

Ned, look out!

- This should keep the fire going.

- How bad is he?

- He's got a nasty bruise, but
it coulda been a lot worse.

- Any more doubts about
that woman's power?

- [John] So this is your village.

It looks deserted.

- There's a part of my story
I haven't told you yet.

- Oh?

And which part is that?

- It's true the Trogs attacked my village,

but it happened 20 years ago.

- 20 years ago?

- I was only a child.

Not even four years old.

The Trogs killed my parents,
everyone else in the village,

everyone except me.

- And why not you?

- I was too quick.

I got away.

- Well how did you survive?

- Very well, as you will see.

- Is this some sort of
a trap I'm walking into?

- What makes you think that?

- Oh it's happened once or twice before.

- You should be more careful.

- So where's everyone hiding?

Is it because of the heat?

Is that what's going on?

(clapping)

- These are my people.

And I am their Queen.

- Oh the sooner we find Roxton the better.

- Though we all agree
you're in no condition

to go anywhere right now.

In fact you're damn lucky to be able

to talk considering what hit you.

- Just another coincidence?

Just happened to break when
I walked underneath it?

- Oh it coulda been aged, stress.

- Or Danielle's black magic.

- And now the drums in the
middle of the afternoon.

- Why is that?

(screaming)

- We've got company.

- What kind of bizarre behavior is this?

- Zombies.

- This is insane.

- We're trapped.

- Time for the whole story.

- After the Trogs slaughtered everyone

in my village, I ran away.

- Yes, you told me, it was 20 years ago

and you were less than four years old.

- A family of Trogs found me
and raised me as their own.

As I grew up it was only natural

that I would become their leader.

- The curse of your superior intelligence.

- The Trogs are simple creatures.

They're afraid of me, they adore me,

they'll do anything I ask.

My mission is to unite the Trogs in peace

and coexistence with all
other tribes on the plateau.

- Peace?

Coexistence?

Is that why you sent
them to try and kill me?

- You've killed many Trogs.

Up until now you've
been their mortal enemy.

- Why did you lie to me and to my friends?

- People are afraid of the Trogs.

I thought you and your friends
would treat me as an enemy,

maybe even try to kill me
if I told you the truth.

- What other secrets are you hiding?

- My feelings for you haven't changed.

This is my world.

I want you to be a part of it.

- Doesn't look like our friends
are in any hurry to leave.

- Then we'll drive 'em out.

- I found it.

Voodoo on the plateau, 1895.

- 25 years ago.

- That's just a few years
after my parents came here.

- You father said they found
a small village where they

attended a number of voodoo ceremonies.

The people seem friendly
enough though their belief

in spirit and demonic
possession is quite foreign

and at times disturbing to us.

Most offensive thing about these people

is their belief in slavery.

Drugged by the voodoo priestess,

they're known as zombies
for the living dead.

- The damage done by the drug is permanent

and irreversible and
zombies are forever bound

in servitude to the
priestess who created them.

- So if Danielle is a voodoo priestess

then those are her zombies.

- April, 1900.

Voodoo village wiped out by zombies.

Stories are bound that salt
inadvertently added to the

zombie's food turned them
into ferocious, bloodthirsty,

savages bent on vengeance
against their masters.

Everybody's slaughtered.

- Everybody except Danielle.

- What are we gonna do about Roxton?

- He must be on his way back by now.

- What you really think that
witch is gonna let him go?

Once she's finished taunting
him she's gonna kill him.

- Or turn him into one of those.

- It'd be quite easy I suppose.

All she'd have to do is
drug his food or his drink.

- Looks like it's going
to be quite a celebration.

- A wild and dangerous night of eating,

drinking, dancing, and sex.

- Some sort of ritual I presume?

- My people have learned a lot.

But they're still savages.

- And you know I wonder how it is that

all your people are so loyal to you.

- I'm a superior being.

They recognize and respond to that.

- Yes, well as much as I'd
like to stay and witness this

wild event, I think I have to
be getting back to my friends.

Prior commitments, you know how it is.

Perhaps we'll meet again.

- I'm disappointed.

I thought you wanted this to last.

- Well absence makes
the heart grow fonder.

- You're running away.

- With you're permission, I'm leaving.

- Go.

If you can.

(grunting)

- So now I'm going to have
to shoot my way out of here.

Is that it?

- You'll run out of bullets
long before that happens.

- Then I'll just have to take you with me.

- Touch me and I'll tear you to pieces.

- Let's go.

(thudding)

- I'd rather keep you
as a friend and lover,

but I'll turn you into an adoring fan like

the rest of them if I have to.

- I'll never gravel at your feet.

- Oh but you will.

Breaking your spirit will be easy.

- The voodoo doll.

The voodoo doll.

- What?

- If we can't get to
Roxton maybe we can use

Danielle's black magic against her.

- Well that sounds a bit ridiculous.

- It's worth a try.

- You have to stop him
from eating or drinking.

- How do you work one of these things?

- Don't ask me.

(groans)

- What the hell?

(screaming)

- I wonder if that did any good.

- More water.

You should be more careful.

I could just leave you out here to bake.

Sooner or later you'll drink.

- They're gone.

They're gone.

- Did they just get bored or
are they setting an ambush?

- Think they're smart enough for that?

- Only one way to find out.

- Another beautiful day.

A little warmer than yesterday I think.

How long can you suffer?

One little drink will
quench your thirst forever.

- And if I agree to be
your friend and lover?

- Now that I know how you really feel,

how can I ever trust you?

Fill his bowl.

Smoke will blind you,

and smoke will make you mine.

- Smoke.

- Where's it coming from?

- I don't see a fire.

- There must be a fire,

where else would the smoke come from?

- Voodoo priestess.

(screaming)

(thudding)

- They've taken the women.

- They must be heading for the village.

- This clothing suggests
some sort of sacrifice.

- The coat of the living dead.

- Find me when he wakes up.

Your beautiful friends are here.

Tonight, your first task as my new slave

will be to slaughter them.

- May not be paint, it'll do in a pinch.

- I feel like a kid
dressing up for Halloween.

- This deathly coat may be the only

thing that keeps us alive.

- Yeah, all I have to do is walk into

the village and spike the drinks.

Ready when you are.

- You got the salt?

- Yeah.

Crushed and ready to go.

(drums pounding)

- Roxton tell me you didn't
drink the damn water.

- If he did, the damage is permanent.

- There they are.

- At least they're all still alive.

- Where's the priestess?

- I don't know.

- Well this is obviously the drink stand.

No, not too much.

We don't wanna make it undrinkable.

- That doesn't seem to be a problem.

(drums pounding)

- Roxton if you can hear me just

nod your head, drool, anything.

- Tonight is a celebration of my power.

One day I will rule over all who

live upon this great plateau.

And I will slaughter
all who stand in my way.

- Do you think any of these people

understand what she's saying?

- I will bath in your blood.

- You're out of your mind.

- The savages will fall at my feet.

They will die if I ask them to.

- What then?

You'll have no one left to
tell you how great you are.

- Tonight when my dance is over,

your lives will end.

Such a waste.

On your knees.

Do you understand what must be done.

- I don't think we're gonna
have time to wait for the salt.

- Well it doesn't seem to be
having any effect to them.

(drums pounding)

(moaning)

- Ha.

Kill them.

- For God's sake Roxton.

- No.

- Roxton no!

- Stop, don't let them get away.

- [Ned] The salt's certainly working.

(screaming)

- Roxton don't leave me.

- No, I can't let her die like this.

- Roxton I love you.

- No!
- There's nothing you can do.

- It's the monster turning on the master.

- The Queen is dead,
long live the savages.

(screaming)

- Ouch Marguerite.

- Hold still.

- She must've cast some
sort of voodoo spell

on me right from the very beginning.

- Nice try, you were totally infatuated

with the little tramp.

- Still if he hadn't convinced
her that he really was

a zombie, neither you nor
Veronica would be alive today.

- That red hot poker
must have really hurt.

- Oh yes.

Well Danielle made one fatal error,

she gave me a chance to outsmart her,

and I knew it was my only chance.

- I'm not sure any of us
could've done the same.

- And to be observant enough
not to drink the water,

that was brilliant.

- How did you figure that out?

- I can't really explain it.

For some reason when I went to pick up

the water bowl my body got
all twisted into knots.

- You're kidding?

Where's the voodoo doll?

- I don't know.
- Doll?

What are you talking about?

- We saved you from drinking
the water with her voodoo doll.

- I don't believe that.

- I can't believe we lost it.

- It's gotta be around here somewhere.

- [Marguerite] Ah, I don't
believe it's missing.

- You better take custody of this.

- I'll keep it with Marguerite's ring.