Original subtitles

It belongs to me.

You stole the scroll and tortured gods to translate it.

It does not belong to you.

Look...

...you can't stop me now.

Hey! Open this door!

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Swords. Daggers. Pack it up.

Demons from all over are here for this banquet.

If they become immortal, there'll be no return to the way things were.

We will not let this happen.

We need a disguise to get into the banquet.

I've been telling you, that's the plan.

In the theatre, it's called a costume.

- We shall ambush them. - What is this?

Guard Two, for the play.

And who are you?

I will play...

...the Monkey King.

Hey! Hey!

I auditioned. I attended rehearsals.

The part is mine. Thank you.

This...

We are gods, not actors. This is...

The only way to get you into the banquet.

Trust the plan.

Have you seen any strangers around? Probably hiding out?

Are you sure?

Carry on.

It's rude to spit.

All translated.

"And so no demon shall ever look upon these words..."

Well...

- Excuse me, sir. - What?

We haven't quite managed to locate the little girl.

Or the Monkey King.

Okay.

Come here. Come.

Now, listen to me.

This is my final moment, okay?

This is my transcendence to a higher plane.

To immortality.

And I will not have Monkey ruin it.

So I want every guard we have patrolling, and you will find them.

Yes, sir!

Bye, my wise old blobs.

See, this is what happens when you get soft.

Comfortable.

Oh, and thanks.

Find the prisoner and the Monkey King.

How will we get into the palace?

Yeah, Monkey, if you'd attended rehearsal,

I wouldn't have to go through this every single time.

- Okay. - You know?

I got it.

I got the plan, but what about Tripitaka?

There's no plan past the banquet.

Okay, one step at a time.

If we take down Davari, the palace is ours.

Pigsy! We're on stage in five.

I'm on my way.

There's something you don't know.

Tripitaka... is a girl.

Yeah.

All along she's been pretending to be a boy.

Okay.

Did she tell you why?

Pigsy, she was born that way.

No, Monkey, not why is she a girl, why she was pretending to be a boy.

Oh.

I didn't have time to find out.

Do you still trust her?

- Tripitaka? - Yeah.

Yes. And I believe in him... her.

We all have history we're not so proud of.

We've all done things that we have to hide from.

I trust in her deeds and actions.

Hang on.

Sorry.

Okay.

Thank you.

I am the strongest god in the known world!

Ha-ha. So you keep telling everyone.

I will take that crown and this palace will be mine!

Watch how good I am.

As the Monkey King was prancing like he loved himself

more than he loved the world,

and while hot air came from his mouth

rather than the wisdom of the ages...

...a hero rose.

A hero rose to save us all.

It's Davari!

This world needs new blood, new wisdom.

A new age is dawning and we are here to take it.

Farewell old ways.

Just do what I do.

And I shall survey our wonderful world from my amazing flying cloud.

I have to get you out of here.

No, leave us. You must stop him.

We have given you the means of control.

Control of what?

I can't square up to a demon. I'm just human.

Go.

You have all the answers. Don't get caught here. Go.

And who... might you be?

Uh, I'm Sandborg.

The guard.

Run along then, Sandborg.

Tonight is a momentous occasion for all of us.

- But I'm here! I'm here! - Whoa, whoa, whoa. Name.

Locke. Princess Locke.

Well, hello there.

Do not do anything stupid.

What are you talking about?

I'm fine.

I'm fine.

Oh, so flirty.

Ooh, I do like a good bigun.

Cheers! You're very beautiful.

Tripitaka!

Good evening, friends!

Please, sit. Sit.

Well, welcome rulers,

from each corner of the world to the centre of the universe.

Now, what is the difference between a god and a demon?

We both have powers,

skill sets and some magic potential that our dear humans do not have.

And it's big, and it's unfair.

But demons only live for 600 years

and gods get infinity.

Immortality!

Foreverness!

Not right.

Not fair.

And now, my dear friends...

...not anymore.

Ah!

What were you thinking, hm?

You could just sneak in here and I wouldn't even know?

- No! - Huh?

Please!

"Control his power. Control them."

Hey! You!

Sandy!

The sentinels. We must destroy them.

No!

They're Davari's power.

There must be a way to wake them up.

It's all just been a wonderful dream.

Fate brought my old pal back here, just lead him into my house.

Even better, he brought with him the monk

who could translate and make... me... immortal.

Why isn't it working?

It's a magic spell.

Don't magic spells need ingredients?

The little packages.

"We have given you the means of control."

The hair of a god.

They are awake!

I know what to do now.

Time to turn enemies into friends.

Move it!

We have to do something.

There's nothing you can do!

What's this, hm?

What orders would bring you to my banquet, huh?

Destroy Davari.

Guards!

Let's do this.

Oak! Silver! Quickly, come with me.

Pigsy, my love.

Princess.

How did you get out of the cart?

They drove me around for three days and then left me in a ditch.

And that's where I stayed,

until one of Davari's handsome patrolmen found me, and here I am.

Pigsy, this is hardly the time!

Oh, yes, this is exactly the time.

That's my boy.

Good of you to make an appearance.

You missed me, didn't you?

I'm not so sure about that.

Where's Tripitaka?

And Davari?

I know where they'll be.

Let's finish this, shall we?

I'm not gonna fight you.

Those powers are not for you.

Ah, shaman.

Monkey.

You have a wonderful choice.

I will send the little human to its death

if you touch a hair on his head.

- It's over. - Stop him, Monkey.

We have to stop him.

Let... her... go.

Or what?

Monkey!

Ooh! Ohh.

- Is it done? - Yes.

You are the first demon to achieve immortality.

Ohh!

Davari, you may be immortal, but you'll never be free.

It's done.

Thank you, wise monk.

I'm not a monk, and I'm sure I'm not very wise.

You are as brave as any god.

No. Braver.

Our journey's not over.

There are more scrolls we must find to take to the Western Mountains.

Ah, good.

I was starting to get a little bored.

Could stay a couple of days, though.

You know, take stock.

Grab a massage. Or a haircut.

So, ah, now that you are someone else, what do we call you?

I'm Tripitaka.

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