All language subtitles for 01 The Day a New Demon was Born

The date was August 10, in the year 2010
of the Imperial Calendar.

The Holy Britannian Empire had just
declared war upon Japan.

The Far East Island nation had held fast
to its neutrality, and now Britannia

looms as the world's only superpower.

Rights to Japan's underground resources
became a hotly disputed issue, straining

the already deep -rooted diplomatic
tensions between the two sides.

In the deciding battle for the mainland,
Britannian forces introduced into

combat the humanoid autonomous armored
knight known as the Nightmare Frame.

The enemy's forces were far greater than
anticipated, and the Nightmares

obliterated the Japanese line of defense
on the mainland with little effort.

Japan became a dominion of the empire.

The country was stripped of its freedom,
its rights, and its name.

Area 11.

The defeated and once proud nation of
Japan was rechristened with a mere

I swear.

I swear, Suzaku, don't help me.

I will one day obliterate Britannia!

I know you. Thank you.

I love you

Here's video footage of yesterday's
terrorist bombings in Osaka.

The secretary reported 59 casualties in
this incident.

Eight Britannians and 51 others.

You're out of time.

From here on, you'll make your moves
every 20 seconds.

Very well, I'm game.

Did your substitute arrive?

Oh, thank heaven I'm saved.

Are things going well at school?

What have we here?

School boys?

Well, look at this. A nobleman.

I envy you, kid. Today you have so much
time on your hands. Time for regrets.

What's your name?

Lelouch.

Lamparoo. Whoa, now wait a minute. You
can't win this one. It's impossible,

right?

Rivel? Huh? When do you think we would
have to leave in order to make our next

class? Uh, 20 minutes if we bust our
hump. Then be sure that you drive safely

the way back.

Huh?

I'll need nine minutes.

And by the way, about yesterday?

Understood, sir.

We'll discuss it later. Nine minutes?

You only have 20 seconds per move.

Enough time.

You start with the king.

Where's Lelouch?

He went somewhere with Ribble. What?
Maybe it's poker this time?

They seem to forget that they're on the
student council.

They're off gambling for money.

Lulu may be smart, yet he wastes his
brain on stupid things.

If only he'd apply himself in school,
he'd get high grades.

Oh, I wish my darling Lulu would be a
serious young man.

How adorable is that?

Please, Madam President.

Perfect! After we finally steal this
damn thing. It's all because Tamaki

couldn't stick to Naoto's plan. And now
we've got a problem!

I love playing against the nobility.
When they lose, they always pay out of

pride. By the way, 8 minutes 32 seconds
is a new record.

He also didn't have much time to move
either.

And as opponents go, the nobles are
tepid.

They're just overprivileged parasites,
that's all.

Well then, why don't you challenge one
of the elevens? They're nothing like us

Britannians.

What are they trying to prove by killing
innocent people?

Those Elevens terrify me. We apologize
for the delay. Now, His Royal Highness

Prince Clovis, Third Prince of
Britannia, will address the nation.

To all my Imperial subjects!

Including, of course, the many
cooperative Elevens who choose to serve

Empire of Britannia! We're not Elevens!
We're Japanese!

Do you not see my pain? My heart was
ripped from my chest, only to be torn

apart! The remnants are filled with rage
and sadness!

However, as ruler of Area 11, I will not
tolerate terrorism of any kind, because

the battle we fight is a righteous one,
a virtuous battle to protect the well

-being of one and all.

Now then, everyone, I would like you to
join me in observance of the eight who

died for justice in the line of duty.

A moment of silence, please.

Well, aren't you going to join in?
Aren't you?

It's sort of embarrassing. And I agree
with you.

Besides, spilling tears over those
people won't bring them back to life,

will it? Dang, that's dark, buddy. It's
all about self -satisfaction. Doesn't

matter how hard you try.

You can't do it. There's no way you can
change the world.

You were magnificent, Your Highness.

One would never guess that you were
attending a party while doing that.

After all, the Viceroy is the marquee
actor of Area 11.

I need to change costumes quickly.

My, you're so self -confident. It's all
in the performance.

Since the media want a charismatic
prince, I give them one.

Untrue. Prince Clovis, our key purpose
in life is to support and assist your

reign in any way we can. His reign is a
pathetic shit.

Your Highness!

A soldier? Dad, how boorish of you.

I beg your pardon, Your Highness. My
lord.

Not another appearance for him. I hope
it's not as dreary. You fool!

The police were informed that it's
medical equipment. That's all. If we

the army, there'll be a record... Deploy
the Royal Guard.

The nightmares as well.

Alert 1. Alert 1.

4th, 7th, and 8th Rapid Reaction
Companies, as well as the 31st Air

Team, immediate scramble.

Special Division 9, stand by for
deployment.

That first move you made, why'd you
start with the king?

If the king doesn't lead, how can he
expect his subordinates to follow?

What's with that?

With what?

Do you fantasize about running a major
corporation?

No way.

Ambitions like that will ruin your
health.

We're gonna die!

You idiot! Watch where you're going!

No! Not that way!

Was that our fault?

I don't think so.

Control, the target has crashed at the
abandoned VO building construction site.

The military will take over. General
Bartley's command.

Him?

We have to retrieve it at all costs.
That thing in the wrong hands.

What the?

Oh, man, this sucked.

Looks like the power line on the bike
got cut.

Yeah. Rivel, come check this out.

Like a drunk driver.

There's always some more. Hey, maybe
somebody ought to go help.

All those idiots.

Wait!

What is it, an accident?

Look, the student rescue team has
arrived. Why doesn't somebody call for

you know?

Hey, are you all right?

Yeah, yeah, I know it's the right thing
to do, but I wish the guy would quit

flaunting his pride and just... Give it
a rest for a while. Now we're gonna be

late to school.

Nagata.

Nagata!

Can you hear me? Are you okay?

It's you.

Finally, I have found my... But where...
Are you in there?

Stop! I'm in here!

So would you call that a hit and run?

You'd think they'd stick a ladder on the
inside, too.

Stop the vehicle!

Surrender now or you'll get the chance
to defend yourself in court!

Stop and surrender at once!

Give up now or we'll shoot to kill!

Now what do we do? That's the army! Have
you forgotten? That's what I'm here

for.

If I jump out, I have the choice of
breaking my neck or getting shot.

I can try to help.

Can you enter the subway via the Azabu
route?

Colin, let's use it here. Why not?

Because that would mean a bloodbath.

You're right.

I've seen her before.

Lelouch, come on. Where are you? We've
got to get to school.

Target is moving from the settlement
toward the ghetto.

Copy that. Quarter him. Roger.

A flesh harken?

These guys are real terrorists.

You fellas know full well what this
badass mother can do.

The rest of you back off. I'll take this
guy.

I can only assume you dug that obsolete
relic out of some scrap heap.

And over the hill Glasgow is no match
for a Sutherland.

Not to mention a filthy eleven who
spurns the compassion of our glorious

emperor.

I'll admit, I really like your spirit.

However... No cell phone reception.

We're out of range.

Judging from the darkness and road
surface, we must be driving along the

subway line. They're headed for an exit
somewhere in the ghetto. Getting out

would be dangerous.

Still. Okay, I've got it. I'm not big on
the military, but I'll take their

protection. If I give them a terrorist
communicator... Oh, wait, I forgot.

It's some friend leaving me behind like
that! Aha!

What are you doing? Looking at a man who
blundered, am I right? Why, you... You

really screwed this one up.

The terrorists came along and stole
whatever it was the Jew and Prince

were secretly working on.

Retrieving it is simple, but you want to
sweep up all of their compatriots in

addition. Let the terrorists go and you
can find their hideout too.

Congratulations, your reasoning was spot
on.

It was nothing, I just thought it was
strange.

Okay, that's enough. What is it the
Special Corps wants out of this? I'm

saying that I'd like to assist with a
cleanup.

To assist? Correct, because it's data I
want.

Excuse me.

But what in the world have they just
stolen anyway?

Chemical weapons.

In other words, poison gas.

The terrorists are hiding in the subway
system. Your mission is to locate the

weapon that they've stolen.

Investigate the old subway system that
runs through the 11 residential district

in the Shinjuku ghetto.

Report in the moment you spot them.

Recovery of the target will be handled
by us, the Royal Guard.

You people bear the honorary title of
Britannians now, but you were born

Elevens. Therefore, the stench of these
monkeys ought to be a familiar one.

If you want to earn the right to carry
arms, then show some results.

This is your opportunity to show your
loyalty to Britannia. Yes, my lord!

An accident?

Or else...

Tire's stuck.

Please, Obi.

Find me.

404 has sighted the target. Roger.
Prepare for recovery.

Now I can use this chance to climb up.

Are you Britannian?

That's enough mindless murder. Wait, I'm
not one of... Planning to use poison

gas? Don't play dumb with me. Get off
me!

I'm not here by choice. And if that's
poison gas, it was made in Britannia,

wasn't it?

My God.

Mindless murder.

Then why don't you just obliterate
Britannia?

Lelouch.

It's me, Suzaku.

You became a Britannian soldier?

Yeah, and what about you? You're a...
What are you saying?

That's not poison gas.

What is it?

In all the confusion...

I left it in the coat. It's okay.

The Glasgow circuits are usable. So,
were we right?

Think so. I bet it's poison gas, like
intelligence said.

And Nagata?

I don't know.

I think he made it underground.

Tell me the truth, Suzaku.

Poison gas?

This girl?

Hey, it's what they told us in the
briefing, I swear.

Stinking monkey.

Being an honorary Britannian will not
excuse you. But, sir, I was told this

poison gas.

How dare you question orders?

This is bad.

A poisonous situation which would pose a
threat to Suzaku's superiors if it's

unleashed.

However, in light of your outstanding
military achievement, I'm going to be

lenient. Private Kururugi, take this and
execute the terrorist.

But he's not a terrorist. He's a
civilian who got caught up in all this.

insub... Abordinate little... That's an
order.

Didn't you swear your loyalty and your
life to Britannia?

Yes, but... But I can't.

What? I won't do it, sir.

I won't shoot a civilian. I can't follow
your orders, sir.

Very well.

Uzaku!

Well, Britannian schoolboy, not a good
day to cut class.

Collect the girl. After you've secured
her, kill the student.

Left, my lord.

Death to Britannia.

We'll all live in Japan.

They got away?

And you call yourselves the Royal Guard?

Forgive me, my lord. The blast was
mainly directed upwards, but the... Why

hell do you think I only told you people
about this?

We'll continue the investigation.

The plan has moved forward to the next
phase.

But Your Highness... If knowledge of her
gets out, I'll be disinherited.

Tell them back home we're carrying out a
planned urban renewal here.

As Clovis, third prince of the Empire, I
command you.

Destroy Shinjuku Gero! Leave no one
alive!

Why are they doing this?

Dear, let's go.

Hurry!

Okay, let's sweep the next floor.

The enemy is garbage that could never
hope to become even honorary

Wipe out every last one of them.

Naturally.

Supervisor Jeremiah, General Bartley
requests that you take command of Area

Bartley has staff officers.

I haven't had this much fun on the front
lines in ages.

What the hell are you?

This chaos is all your fault, isn't it?

Not only that, but Britannia has... They
even killed Suzaku.

Not there.

It looks like he's gone to the front
line. Even though we brought the

here. Now what'll we do?

We steamrolled our way in here, but we
don't have a divisor to use it.

Stay quiet.

Wait here.

Report. We found only elevens here, sir.

You're sure of it? That exit comes out
here?

Yes, sir. It matches up with our map of
the Old City.

Huh?

That jerky hung up on me! I can't
believe it!

What an appropriate location for a
terrorist to meet his end.

You scum.

Still, you did well for a student, but
that's to be expected. You're a

Britannian. Unfortunately, my clever
young friend, you have no future.

He mustn't die!

You shot her!

Our orders were to bring her back alive
if possible.

Oh well, nothing can be done about it
now.

We'll tell our superiors that the Royal
Guard found the terrorist hideout and

killed them all.

Regrettably, the female hostage had
already been tortured to death.

What do you think, schoolboy?

How can this be happening?

First you thought I was killed.

And this girl.

Now I'm about to die.

Before I've had a chance to do a single
thing with my life.

It's gone in a heartbeat.

Natalie!

You don't want it to end here, do you?

What?

You appear to have a reason for living.

Girl, that's impossible.

If I grant you power, could you go on?

I propose a deal. In exchange for this
power, you must agree to make my one

come true.

Accept this contract and you accept its
conditions.

While living in the world of humans, you
will live unlike any other.

A different providence. A different
time. A different life.

The power of the king will condemn you
to a life of solitude.

Are you prepared for this?

A convergence with a Ragnarok
connection?

So the myth is beginning once again?

Yes! I hereby accept the terms of your
contract!

Say, how should a Britannian who detests
his own country live his life?

Are you some kind of radical?

What's wrong?

Why not shoot? Your opponent is just a
schoolboy.

Or have you finally realized?

The only ones who should kill are those
who are prepared to be killed.

What's happening here?

I, Lelouch V. Britannia, command you.
Now all of you, die.

Happily, your highness.

Fire!

That was the turning point. Since that
day, I've

lived a lie. The lie of living.

My name, too, was a lie.

My personal history, a lie.

Nothing but lies.

I was sick to death of a world that
couldn't be changed.

But even in my lies, I refused to give
up in despair.

But now this incredible power, it's
mine.

Well then.

Thank you.

Thank you.