All language subtitles for Into The Labyrinth s02e05 Shadrach

Belor, you have lost.

The circle is complete.

No, Belor, no!

The nidus, source of all my powers, has
split into five

pieces.

Belor is seeking them, too.

But we have already repossessed three
parts.

Unless every fragment is regained, I
shall eventually weaken and die.

They can only be seen in reflection.

Find the last two pieces of the nidus
and bring them to me.

That's Big Ben.

So we're in London.

Victorian London.

Underneath London? Yeah.

That's it.

We must be one of those big sewers under
the city.

I think I want to go home.

Well, don't be a ninnies. She wasn't
supposed to be healthy.

If you don't get cholera or typhoid
or... Shh.

Listen.

What? I heard something.

Rothko? Is that you?

Hello, Rothko.

Are you there?

If they are coming this way... Ah, they
are only children.

We'll see them and throw them in the
dams. No.

We'll dispose of them.

There's writing on it. What's it say?
Hang on.

Walk towards the outlet.

Take the first cross shaft to the right.

It's a set of directions.

Look, it's Roscoe. Maybe he's waiting
for us. Which way is the outlet, then?

It's got to be downstream, hasn't it?

This way.

Did you see that, Suleiman?

She is indeed a mighty sorceress.

I never...

May you pluck out our hearts if we ever
doubt your powers again.

Paper boats are nothing, but the power
of magic alone will not overcome the

forces arrayed against us. That is why
we must help each other.

Great one, we pledge ourselves to your
service.

If you help me enter the tower, I will
destroy all who stand in your way.

And it is well that you should lead us,
for is it not written that the great

diamond of Koh -i -Noor is lucky for
women, but brings misfortune upon men?

That is true.

Hyna, if we recover the Koh -i -Noor
with your help, then you may have the

of the riches.

I am only interested in one small
bauble, but that I must have if I am to

overcome Rothko in my final battle.

The children spoke that name.

Who is this Rothko? My eternal enemy.

And he is here somewhere. I have no
doubt of it.

Then is he too a sorcerer?

A charlatan. A cheap mountebank. Without
those children as familiar as I would

have already entombed him for eternity.

But this time, I have a plan that will
deceive them all.

Come, my friend.

As I thought, your blood has been
discovered.

Someone is waiting for you.

Just leap to us. No.

He may have a compass.

Let me find out what he knows.

He might be more used to us alive.

It's Rothko's face that fool would leave
the children unmarried on.

Oh, Lord, who's that?

Pardon my soul.

What are you doing here, my good woman?
I'm not asked the same of you.

Scared me off to death, you down
-looking there like Jack the Ripper.

don't want to be turned.

Prone, are you? I'll get the spasms of
me heart. Me legs goes blue.

Horrible. Yeah, once the scotch fags go
as blue as the shore sign, you're ready

for the old coal meat box.

Come, come, the legs ain't hardly the
vitals, madam.

They are for a mudlark, guv. Got to do a
lot of ball and chalking, see.

Oh. Oh,

ho.

Mudlark, are we? Yeah. Might I inquire
if you comes here often in the way of

business? Of course I do. You got the
city of London up there, guv.

Up on half a salt there last Christmas.

You wouldn't, I suppose, have noticed
any persons...

of a oriental complication hanging
about?

Nah, not down here, gov. You gets your
rentals more over Bethnal Greenway.

What's yours?

Suffice it to say, I am not down here
for the hair.

Didn't think you was.

Do you know where we are?

Like in a sewer.

Quite so.

But where we are right now, right above
this very spot, stands the Tower of

London. Tower.

Tell me more.

Enough said.

Nods as good as a wink to a blind horse,
eh?

Danny, you're all on your own, are you?

Sorry? My nose.

I think it's different.

Well, that's true enough. Still can't
help the way we're born, can we?

No, I mean, it's changed.

Something's happened to it.

This ain't the fizzle I've had for 40
years.

Here,

come on, gov. You need to drop a finger
and thumb.

Finger and thumb?

Well, they haven't changed.

Oh, rumpty -tum. Many a poor soul's gone
balmy in the bonce down here. I reckon

it's pressure on the luggos.

Luggos? Come on, have a little drink
before good.

It's very kind, but it's more than my
life's worth.

Just a drop, he'll set you up. The very
smell of liquor turns Mrs Shadrach into

a raging lion.

It's not the sight to encourage. Drink
it down, you old troubled strife. Not

going to know. Oh, yes, she would. Mrs
Shadrach is bringing me a flask of

broth at 7pm.

You know. Very nice.

She'll be here very shortly. She prides
herself on being punctured.

All right, then, Gov. I'd better be
getting on my way.

Good, Auntie.

Thank you.

Au revoir.

This is it.

Look, no more directions. This must be
it. There's no point staying around

I mean, the night has got to reflect in
something, and it's too dark down here.

We may as well take a look, all the
same.

It's a waste of time, and I'm fed up.
We're all fed up, Terry.

My feet are soaking, and this stupid
dress doesn't help.

Look, I'll take the top end by the arch.

Helen, you can stay here, and you can go
down there, Terry, all right?

Oh, and you'll get the wettest bit.

I'm not waiting for you to find out no
more. You keep the tongue on a tight

rein.

But he will confide in his precious
wife. Leave it to me.

Shadrach.

Shadrach, do you hear me?

What am I doing here?

I must get home and fetch Shadrach his
supper.

Did you see that, Ranji?

This witch can steal a body from its
soul.

There's nothing up there, nor down
there.

You know what I've just thought?

Maybe Roscoe didn't send that message.
We couldn't know. Why not?

Because sometimes he doesn't know who he
is, does he? Not until we recognise

him. So?

Well, don't you see? That message was
signed Roscoe, his real name.

So, if it wasn't Roscoe who sent it...
Belor! Exactly.

There's no one else it could be.

Shadrach!

Over here, my blossom.

There you are.

Why are you hiding here, Shadrach?

I'm not hiding, my love. I'm maintaining
observation.

On what? I see nothing interesting to
observe.

Not for the moment, possibly.

But before this night is out, tell me,
Acacia, do you notice anything different

about me?

Different?

Have I changed in any way?

My face, for instance, is it at all
familiar to you?

You've had that face give or take a
wrinkle or two since the day we married.

Oh, you set my mind at ease.

I could have sworn that this brow, this
nose and chin were strangers to me.

Come to think of it, your friendly
features seem to have undergone a shift

emphasis.

It is obviously the noxious effect of
the effluent upon my senses.

I wish you'd give up this line of work,
Shadrach.

Life would be so much easier if you were
a coalman.

I was a Coleman, as you well know,
Acacia, my love, and had I remained

would not now be on the brink of my
greatest triumph.

By tomorrow, I shall have earned the
gratitude of the nation. The name of T

Shadrach will resound throughout the
land.

I don't know what you're talking about
sometimes, I'm sure.

Remember when Wackett and Wreckett, the
architectates, invited me to investigate

the theft of their foreman's silver half
-hunter watch?

Well, you found it, of course. I did
not, of course, but no matter.

The theft of the watch was intended to
cover the real motive for the burglary.

My lightning mental processes perceived
that immediately.

Brilliant, my pet.

Go on. I discovered the true motive.

To wit, the plans of this particular
sewer were missing from an old file in

Wackett and Wreckett's office.

Well, their devilish plan became clear
at once, didn't it? Only to you, my

precious. Quite so, my precious.

This sewer, you see, runs beneath the
dungeons of the Wakefield Tower, where

crown jewels is kept.

Did you catch my drift, Acacia? Not yet,
my pet.

You've heard of the Bombay Bandicoots?

You know I can't abide football.

The Bombay Bandicoots are a ruthless
band of Indian thuggies who have sworn

return the Koh -i -Noor diamond to
India, where they say it rightfully

I should think the Queen would have
something to say to that.

Her Majesty does not know, Acacia.

It's only old T .J. Shadrach who has
been perspicagent enough to put the two

the two together.

Well, you always were good at figures,
Shadrach. It's what's known in my

profession as circumstantial evidence,
my dear.

And it all points to that there wall.

I'll wager a million to a bit of dirt.

That's where they'll enter the tower.

Suppose, Shadrach, you are wrong.

How long do you propose sitting here in
this disgusting place waiting for these

bandy things?

Bandy coots, my love.

A bandicoot is an Indian rat. I learnt
that in Tooting Library.

I am not going to bring you your supper
here every night, you know. No need, my

pet. The bandicoots must strike tonight.

Why tonight in particular?

Because tomorrow is the state opening of
Parliament.

At this very moment, all the orbs and
jewels and scepters and things are out

polishing. Out of the strong room, which
is impregnable, and in the jewel room,

which is not. Which is why the
bandicoots must make their move tonight

jewels is still out.

Oh.

knows about this plan, my precious.

Keisha, you know that T .J. Shedrack
always works alone.

Alone? What have we here?

Shedrack, drink your rabbit broth before
it gets cold.

Hmm.

I have deduced with incredulous
perspicaciousness that this simple

contained modeling clay. How can you
tell? It says so.

One does sticks, Phillips modeling clay,
froppants.

As I thought.

Look at this acacia.

They have chiseled out all the mortar
from between the bricks and replaced it

with modeling clay.

Yes, cleverly camouflaged with curry
powder.

Devilish clever, these Orientals, but T
.J. Shadrach will prove more than a

match for them.

Shadrach, if you do not drink your broth
this instant, I shall get extremely

cross. Oh, I am sorry, my dear, how very
kind of you.

Quite delightful. You know, Acacia,
you're the most wonderful rabbit that

wife... man...

You've killed the infidels. He is
sleeping. He cannot interfere with our

now. Quick, my friend, the wall.

I'm sure it's here somewhere.

Sergeant, what are you doing?

I was just admiring the royal wealth,
Sergeant Major. No use standing about

gawping.

You've heard, have you?

Heard what, Sergeant Major?

Heard. Heard?

Heard. Oh.

Her Majesty wants the jewels taken out
clean left here so that she can choose

what she's going to wear tomorrow.

What do you think about that?

Left out here?

Are we getting reinforcements? No, we
ain't.

So you'd better be on your toes, right?

Right, Sergeant Major.

Don't want anything to go missing, do
we, eh?

Or eggs would roll.

Yes, Sergeant Major.

I shall keep a sharp lookout for
anything at all.

Outside the door, Sergeant.

Your guard, outside the door.

We must find Roscoe soon.

He seems to have been here hours
already.

There's hundreds of miles of these
stewards.

He can't be far off. He never is.

Let's try this way.

Silence reigns.

It's a body.

It's Roscoe.

Roscoe, wake up. Wake up.

Oh, he's out to the wide.

He's not sleepy either.

Burn a feather under his nose. What?

That's what my gran says.

You got a feather?

I have.

You reckon this will work? My granny
said it does.

Come on, Rothko.

Snap out of it.

Keisha, my turtledove.

Your elbow is sticking right in my
brickwork.

Who are you?

Oh, come on, Rothko. You know who we
are.

By the Lord, Harry, I must have nodded
off.

My word, I am tired.

Oh, look, he's off again.

Belle must have done it.

I command you to wake up.

Rothko. Why do you call me Rothko, young
man?

My name is Shadrach. Your name is
Rothko. I should know my own name. I am

.J. Shadrach of Tooting Beck.

Confidential inquiry is conducted in the
strictest confidence.

Are you a detective, then?

Word, wild, private investigations are
my speciality.

Especially in the Tootin' area.

Ah, so that's why you're dressed like
Sherlock Holmes. Do not speak that name!

Do not mention that name in my presence!

That name gives me the upizootics.

Why? It's not a real detective, is it?
Well spoken, young sir.

He is no more than a copycat, a feeble
facsimile of me. Why, he nicked my

deerstalker, he nicked my calabash, not
to mention my nose.

If it is my nose.

But you are Roscoe.

Why can't you remember?

Look at that.

Why, the scoundrels.

The nefarious, perfidious dogs.

They must have nipped through while I
was taking 40 winks. Well, I'll show

I'll show them that T .J. Shedrick can't
be beat that easy.

We'll play this game to the death.

Oh, come on. We'd better follow him.

Where is the great diamond of Koh -i
-Noor?

Beautiful, is it not?

It is like ice with fire in its heart.
Take every jewel. I wish to inspect them

at my leisure.

Here, break the gems from their
settings.

Hide, quickly!

Rocko!

All right, my friend.

We've delayed long enough. Fill the bag
and let it go at once.

These stones are firmly set in it. Allow
us but a few minutes.

I pray you, take everything.

I must wrap.

Now, listen.

I'll hold them at bay while you go fetch
the tower guards.

And hurry, this could be a desperate
business.

All right, Rothko.

Now raise your hands and turn around
slowly.

At no false moves, I hold a bronze medal
for pistol shooting.

Get him. I warn you.

I could have sworn I had one.

Incidental!

Are you all right, Rothko?

Stop calling me Rothko.

Guard them well, Sergeant Major.

They are prisoners of Her Britannic
Majesty and slippery customers to boot.

Shadrach, you will live to rule the day
you cross the Bambi Bandicoots.

False promises but are no path lips.

What does that mean? Away with them,
Sergeant Major.

Sir, to the dungeon.

Curse you.

You will be on our death list.

We never forget an enemy.

Curse you!

Curse all you will, Daycoit. There's a
medal in this for me.

You know what I think?

The Nidus. Right, let's see.

Wow, it must be in here.

How do I look?

The Nidus. It's in the crown.

I deny you the Nidus.

Strength at last!

Strength!

Bello! She's got the same. She's got the
fourth fragment.

Who's that?

Go on, Helen. Use the power of the Nidus
to turn the key.

I can't. It's not working. You're not
concentrating. That's why Rothko said

have to focus the power of the Nidus.

This way.

Oh, Frosko.

The Nidus?

Belor must have got it.

There's no escape. You might as well
give up.

I warn you, unarmed to the teeth.

Do you hear me?

T .J. Shadrach, ma 'am. Your most humble
and loyal servant.

T .J.

Shadrach? Stands for Thomas Jethro, ma
'am. T .J., that is.

And why are you disturbing the Queen's
peace with this hullabaloo?

I thought I saw an intruder come this
way, ma 'am. An intruder?

Yes, a woman dressed in black.

There was an attempt to steal some of
your Majesty's crown jewels.

We are not amused, Shadrach.

No, ma 'am. Of course, ma 'am.

Shall I call your guard?

There's no... need to summon our guard.
We are simply here to try on a few of

our crowns. Quite, ma 'am. Of course, ma
'am.

Haven't I seen you somewhere?

Help! Use the nidus! I... I command
everything to stop!

Thank you, my child.

Everything has stopped, and so have you.

But Rothko and I, we exist outside time,
do we not, Rothko?

I deny you the nidus. One, two, three.

But that was you.

Another of Belor's tricks.

Is he all right? Yes, he's just coming
round.

The necklace.

It's gone.

Yes, I'm afraid Belor took it.

So, for now, he's lost four pieces of
the nidus. But if he fails next time,

whole power of the nidus will be lost.

Oh, never mind. Cheer up. There's still
a chance.

Follow Belor through time and show her
what's what. Go on. Off with you.