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Come on.

Good dogs. Yes, that's right.

- I'm glad Paul's better. - Yes, the antibiotics helped.

It's good to have family from the future.

Good morning, James.

- Do I know you? - I'm Gwendolyn.

I must protect you from the pox.

You don't have it yet, but you will. Then you'll die.

And then wander the earth for centuries.

- So I'll vaccinate you... - This conversation is over. Go!

- James, wait! - Leave me be!

Stop!

- What do you want from me? - I just want to help you!

Keep still!

James!

James, right? Is this one of your pugs? Adorable!

But he's pretty heavy, not to say fat.

My arms...

James August Peregrin Pimplebottom,

I wish you a long, happy life.

- You need a plaster on that. - Take care not to get any dirt in it!

Good. Past changed, life saved, mission accomplished!

I'll miss him as my school ghost, though.

Time to go.

EMERALD GREEN

He wants your blood!

Xemerius?

Are you there?

It depends. Not if you're going to start blubbing like some kind of fountain.

Every time I close my eyes I see...

- You-know-who. - Then we won't talk about you-know-who.

You really have to sleep now, precious.

Try counting little gargoyles.

Or the ugliest members of the royal family.

Or the stations on the Circle line.

Starting off with Notting Hill Gate,

Kensington High Street,

South Kensington,

Victoria...

"But beware: when the twelfth star shows its own force...

His life here on earth Runs its natural course

As the..." illegible... "dies

The eagle arises supreme Eternity is the Ruby's dream

For a star goes out in the sky above If it freely chooses to die for love"

- Why couldn't he write more clearly? - He lived in the 18th century, Gideon.

Salami?

Okay, the twelfth star is Gwen.

The Eagle is the Count, but what is his aim?

"A star goes out". "Die for love". What does that mean? A broken heart?

- "Freely chooses"? - You're a superhero, she's a superhero.

You fancy her, she fancies you. What's the problem?

It could put her in terrible danger.

Don't even think about it.

Have you forgotten that He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named

broke your heart?

Gwen, please call. We have to talk urgently.

Paul gave me the Count's memoirs.

I don't know what it means but you have to be careful.

Please, get in touch with me.

The nerve!

Why do you believe you can appoint yourself Grand Master?

Where is the rightful one, William de Villiers?

Good day, gentlemen.

The Count personally selected Mr Whitman as the next Grand Master.

I will dedicate more time to our links with global financial markets.

We must ensure the Ruby and the Diamond fulfil their task.

We mustn't take any more risks. Complete surveillance of all activities.

We're counting on the help of Scotland Yard and the Home Office.

You're either with us or against us.

Gentlemen... we must ready ourselves.

For the dawn of a new and better age.

Education, the financial sector, public order, the media,

healthcare...

To come straight to the point: the clock is ticking.

The rise of the Eagle is almost upon us!

Ita sit

in aeternitatem.

Another night of bad sleep, Gwenny? All because of that bonehead?

My heart feels like it's made of sharp splinters

that are cutting me open from the inside.

Your heart isn't made of glass, but out of a soft...

malleable mass, like marzipan.

- It can't break. - That might be so.

But then Gideon has bitten off a big chunk.

- "Greensleeves was my Delight." - What?

- The costumes! - You keep getting weirder.

I think of a great motto every year for my party.

But there are always party poopers.

You need to know green socks or green nail varnish won't be enough.

Would you let me past if I gave you a black eye?

It'll fade to green by then.

Elfin tulle in seven shades of green, is all I can say.

- A poisonous snake would fit better. - Hey!

Okay, we'll come. As... Martians covered in green slime.

Come on!

What does Charlotte see in that Order guy?

Don't you think Mr Whitman looks a bit like a squirrel?

- Bonjour. - Hey!

Leslie, wait a second.

Do you know what I've been thinking?

Well...

Maybe on the one hand Gideon planned to make me fall in love with him

but maybe on the other hand he also...

accidentally fell in love with me.

- It's not impossible, but... - Miss Shepherd, Miss Hay!

You are expected in class too.

Gwen, we have to talk.

Let's talk?

Hey, Gwen.

Miss Shepherd!

Coming to elapse? For your own good.

No thanks, Mr Marley. I'm sick of being a slave to that stupid club.

Live or die...

That is the question. No, no, no.

Love or hate...

That is the question. No, not that either.

Shakespeare?

To be or not to be. That's it.

To be, or not to be, that is the question.

Hey, what...?

Come to the Order. You have to elapse, whatever happened with us.

I've discovered things that mean we have to work together.

So that you... that we get out of this alive.

- What sort of things? - I'm not sure what to make of it yet.

- I need time. - Yeah, who doesn't?

The Order mustn't get suspicious. They will if you don't elapse.

- They're unpredictable. - Like you.

You know that I'm right.

Hold tight.

She hasn't elapsed for weeks because she was "annoyed"?

You know how irrational and emotional girls are.

There are rumours you have Lucy and Paul's chronograph.

Me?

No.

I would have told you that.

It's... incredibly valuable. A chronograph like that.

- I just didn't feel so good. - There were misunderstandings.

I was partly to blame.

But Gwendolyn realises now that she has to trust us.

Why aren't Mr George and Miss Jenkins here?

We had to purge the ranks of antagonists.

Not everyone can bear this responsibility.

- But Mr George was... - Gwendolyn promises...

...not to cause any more trouble.

Yes. No, I absolutely won't.

The uncontrolled time travel was awful.

All that war.

All that fire, plague, death... smallpox.

Please, just let me simply...

elapse in a controlled way using the chronograph.

Right away would be best.

I'll accompany her.

Ready?

Ready when you are.

Back to the 50s.

Seems to be our decade.

Gwen, I'm sorry.

I behaved irresponsibly and it wasn't fair to you.

You abused my trust.

Yes, but, Gwen...

If I were on their side, I'd have told them about your chronograph.

I didn't want to hurt you. Believe me.

It wasn't that bad. I was just...

Hey!

I promise you nothing like that will ever happen again.

Well, now that I know of course it wouldn't work another time.

And it was a silly plan anyway.

People in love aren't more easily controlled.

With all those hormones you never know what they'll do.

But people do things out of love they wouldn't do usually.

If you're in love, the other person seems more important than yourself.

You make sacrifices.

That's probably what the Count meant.

If you ask me, the Count's not what you'd call an expert on love.

You could be right.

Will you forgive me'?

Yes.

Let's stay friends, yeah?

Ff lends?

Yes.

Good friends who know they can trust one another.

You bastard!

How jaded are you?

- I'm sorry, Gwen. - Know what? Screw you!

I regret every tear I shed over you. And there weren't that many.

Dangerous times are ahead. We need to stick together.

You and me.

The Order is under pressure and will do anything to keep us in line.

I like you, Gwen.

A lot.

But only if we can trust each other. As friends.

You have no idea what friendship means.

Bernie, we should have thrown all conventions overboard back then.

You and I could have made such a wild and wonderful couple.

What do you mean, madam?

Don't act like you haven't felt the same all these years.

Hypocrite!

Oh, Gwenny, still breaking your heart over that Gollum?

- Gideon. - That's him. You poor thing.

But here's your treasure.

I've taken excellent care of it.

No one has dared to come snooping here.

You can rely on Bernie and me.

But you have to be careful, my darling.

- If Gollum's... - Gideon's.

If Gideon's blood is read into that chronograph there,

then the Circle of Blood is closed with the blood of all 12 time travellers.

And then the Order's goal of many centuries is reached.

- Don't you start with that hocus-pocus. - It may be hocus-pocus.

But those Order prigs are dangerous. They think they're superior.

And they won't stop at anything. Nothing at all!

Thanks for watching it.

Who will you go to the Greensleeves party with?

With someone green.

With Kermit or with Shrek. I don't know yet.

Gideon wanted to go with me, but I'm not sure.

He'll probably feel out of place with all those kids.

- He'd have your mature company. - What's that?

This? Erm, this...

It's something very fragile.

A Ming vase.

- A square one. I have to copy it. - A real Ming vase?

- Yes. - Square? Show me.

Oh... later, maybe.

Is it the Ming vase that's stopping you from elapsing?

I already elapsed today. With Gideon.

To the 50s.

It was very exciting.

I've been trained in Krav Maga and espionage.

You can't hide anything from me. Krav Maga is Israeli.

A very effective martial art.

Oh, she's trained in thingy... Taj Mahal.

We'll have to be careful.

- How did you get in? - We want Miss Shepherd.

Gentlemen, you must leave or I will have to alert the police.

Let the men do their work. She has something that isn't hers.

What are you doing? Hey!

Where is it?

Jewels under the bed, money behind the curtain.

What's going on here?

Let me go!

How could you do that? We're family!

Gwen mustn't sabotage what she doesn't understand.

- Where's the key? - What key? There is no key. I lost it.

- What do you want that thing for? - It's confiscated.

Hands off my property!

- That's theft! - Assholes!

You brought all this upon yourself.

You have no respect for the mysteries you're linked to.

Raphael?

Hey, Raphael! Hey, hey!

What happened?

Guys from your Order burst in here. I couldn't stop them.

Here. I thought you might still need this.

Open it!

How sure are you that your cousin hid the second chronograph?

She has it, I know she does.

I believe she does. Really.

And I believe...

that Miss Montrose is just giving herself airs.

Because she is no longer the centre of attention!

But what can one expect of a woman?

As useless today as they were in the 18th century.

Mr Bernard...

you're the best.

I hate fancy dress parties.

But the suit is snazzy, huh?

You're going as the Little Prince?

I have something to do beforehand.

A green cloud. With pointy ears.

What happened here?

Don't play the innocent.

Ask your friend Whitman and his cronies.

You know what, Charlotte?

You're basically just a scheming idiot.

You let the Order instrumentalise you.

You don't hesitate to betray your own cousin.

When something seemed odd you went to that slimeball instead of me.

Do you trust him more than you trust me?

- What? No! - After all the years we spent together.

I expected better of you.

Gideon, wasn't it all for the cause?

You believed in the rise of the Eagle too.

- We were trained to... - To do what? Do you know?

We were trained to ask no questions.

To be obedient, loyal, unthinking soldiers.

Open your eyes.

Aren't you going to the Green party with me then?

I'd be happy to take you. But we have to go by train.

"Let's stay friends"?

- That's so lame! - Yeah.

Even for a bonehead like him.

I bet a fairy dies every time someone says those words.

I don't even feel like going in there.

- So much has happened, and I... - Come on. You promised.

Weren't you going to be Martians in green slime?

But since you're green, you can come on in!

- I'll grit my teeth. - You can show Charlotte and Gideon!

Here, Green Monster punch!

- It's very healthy. - Thank you!

They're all drunk.

Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled pecker...

What?

Repeat after me.

Seen Charlotte or are you too drunk to remember?

No one who's drunk can say it, right?

How much wood would a woodchuck chuck

if a woodchuck could chuck wood?

Yes, really!

Stupid Gwendolyn is a stupid time traveller.

And there's another one. Gideon.

He's eerily good at everything he does.

Hey, that sounds like a lyric!

In any case, he can make declarations of love in eight languages.

Sadly, he doesn't mean any of them.

Why is Charlotte partying so hard?

And you-know-who doesn't seem to even be here.

Yes. Good.

Unauthorised jump with the chronograph. The Diamond.

Charlotte, you rock!

Someone has to get her down from there.

- You want to come down now? - I've never had a real life.

I had to sacrifice everything for the cause. I had to function.

What did it get me?

I'm like Cinderella's stupid stepsister. And no one likes me.

So! Now I'm going to stay up here for a while!

Because I want to!

Gideon! Oh, why are you so worked up?

Sit down, son.

- Then we can talk calmly. - No more games.

Is it true it's your life against Gwendolyn's?

That she has to die so you can set up your world order?

Because I will not allow that to happen. Even

The thing that makes the Ruby special

is that she is stupid enough to resist me.

- She'll dedicate her life to me. - No.

- She won't. - Oh, really?

Thankfully, I know her greatest weakness.

Her love for you will drive her into my arms.

Ra Rakoczy!!

- Take him to the dungeon. - He will be our prisoner.

In every time period.

Turbulence on the financial markets once again.

Particularly dramatic scenes

on the London Stock Exchange.

Stocks are taking a spectacular tumble

except those of the de Villiers Bank

and its parent company S/G Enterprises.

They are the only winners this week.

My mum wants to withdraw all our money.

My scholarship is cancelled, our cleaner lost her housing benefit.

Those bastards!

- How awful! - I've been doing some thinking.

The Order must close the Blood Circle so the Count can seize power.

Yes. The Count wants elitist rule under his leadership.

But he's in the past. Does that mean it's already happened?

No, it can't. Because the Blood Circle can only be closed now.

Oh, God! I feel like there's a train running through my head.

This won't only affect the past,

but the future too.

Haven't you had enough yet?

We're not finished you and I, you know.

"Fuck time"?

"Fuck time travel"?

Why not "Fuck closing time" or "Fuck minors' drinking ban"?

Or something like that.

Yeah...

Charlie, babe.

This is our night.

I will show all of you!

Don't call me "babe".

Gwendolyn, you have to wake up! Wake up, Gwendolyn!

You have to get out of here!

Those creepy guys are coming up the stairs!

- Come here, you! - Let go of her, you cowards! Get lost!

You bastards!

Leave her alone!

Take that!

- My training has a purpose at last. - Watch out!

What happened here?

Miss Gwendolyn?

We'll have to take you to safety.

My emergency case. It contains everything you need.

Okay. And you?

Don't worry. I'll think of something to say.

- My reputation is already ruined now. - Thank you, Charlotte.

Wow, Mr Bernard!

Are you seriously trying to tell me

that you lost the Ruby and her chronograph?

You bloody idiots!

Has everybody lost their minds?

Find that girl.

Search for her everywhere. Stations, airports, cameras.

Contact our man in the police. She mustn't escape!

Oh, how nice! You're back again.

Did you really think you could deceive us'?

Here, a message for the Count.

Resistance is futile, Mr de Villiers.

- I won't be your errand boy. - Oh, no?

But it's a very honourable task.

Good evening, my young friend.

How very nice of you to perform this messenger service through time.

Please leave Gwendolyn out of this.

She can only do you harm. I'll do anything you say.

Let me go and I will join your side.

You're of most use to us here.

We'll see whether the Ruby cares more for her chronograph

or for the Diamond.

- Gideon didn't come home. - Did he say where he was?

- I can't get hold of him. - They must have...

- Gideon vanished without a trace? - ...CEO of de Villiers Bank.

- Hey, wait a minute. - ...St Germain Enterprises.

Mr William de Villiers, it seems that your company is in the eye

of a global economic hurricane.

What is your response to demonstrators?

We understand that people are upset.

But I can assure you that this is a perfectly normal market response.

Isn't it understandable that people are beginning to panic

when private accounts are frozen and living costs skyrocket?

At St Germain Enterprises

we are naturally doing all that we can

to ensure the situation returns to normal.

Leslie?

Hey, it's me, Gwen. Yeah... Hey!

They'll use it to track you.

We'll get you a new one.

Leave your friend out of it or you'll endanger her.

This is your parents' cottage.

Only very few people know about it.

Lucy and Paul were very happy here.

Lucy and Paul Bernard?

Your parents adopted that name in 1920.

Hang on, then that means Lucy and Paul are...

My grandparents.

Really?

But that has to stay a secret for security reasons, huh?

- Hello? - Charlotte?

- I'm in Gideon's loft. - The line isn't safe.

Yes, this is... This is... Violet Purpleplum.

Miss Montrose? How are you doing?

ls the storm over?

Yes, Miss Purpleplum. I'm afraid I must disappoint you.

Bad news about our friend.

Mr Bonehead is currently nowhere to be found.

The bonehead, nowhere to be found.

- Since when? - Since yesterday evening.

You don't perhaps know how to reach him?

No, damn it...

I haven't seen or spoken to him.

Let's stay in touch.

We have to go back to London. They've got Gideon. He's in trouble.

It's most important to keep a clear head. You will have to elapse.

- Or you can't help your boyfriend. - He's not my boyfriend.

I think it's time for a family get-together.

I have clear memories of the late 60s

when Lucy and Paul spent several wonderful summers here.

Lucy, Lucy! It's me, Gwen.

Oh, Gwenny. It's so nice to see you!

Yeah, so... So... How are you both doing?

Paul's old.

I'd have liked to be a bit younger in the 60s.

You found your way to our cottage. What's happened?

The world is sliding into chaos. The Order...

They're involved in this terrible crisis.

Gideon has disappeared. They probably abducted him.

- They wanted to abduct me... - The rise of the Eagle.

The Count is taking control of everything.

He wants to establish his elitist rule.

And the others?

Impoverishment, misery, enslavement.

It has begun.

How can he do it? He's been dead 200 years!

Gwenny...

he has powers we can't even begin to imagine.

And you are the only thing in his way. Only you can stop him.

Yeah, sure. I can do that.

The Count and the world's mightiest men. I'll just get the Jedi to help me.

Gwenny, I think it's time

that you learned how you can defend yourself.

Paul, be careful of your... hip.

Lucy...

Visit me when I'm younger, and we can train together.

I know my mistake is unforgiveable, Master.

Absolutely right, Miss Montrose.

It all happened so fast and it was so dark.

I honestly thought they were burglars.

Most of all I reproach myself for disappointing you and the Order.

The penitent maiden wishes to return to our bosom, does she?

What more can I do than humbly beg for forgiveness?

You're fortunate that I know all about womanly weaknesses.

Rational thinking is what you are all too often incapable of.

You will have a chance to prove your loyalty.

I'd like to apologise to you for our night-time encounter.

I was so confused.

- I truly thought you were breaking in. - If you say so.

Who'd have thought you packed such a punch.

I know. A ridiculous over-reaction.

I'm such a fearful person.

Particularly here, deep underground. It gives me the shivers.

- Would you take my arm? - I'd be glad to.

Thank you, Mr Marley.

Are you satisfied now?

You should eat, keep up your strength.

A rat, Mr Marley! It's staring at me!

Do something.

Gwen is in safety.

We'll get you out of here. Trust me, please.

No rat, Miss.

Will you look after me on the way back out too?

Fight with your heart, not with your anger.

Your opponents will underestimate you. Take advantage of that. Surprise them.

Not at all bad!

Life will hurl you to the ground. You decide whether to get back up.

Gwendolyn, they're keeping me prisoner.

If you want to see me again give the chronograph

to the venerable Master, the Count of St Germain.

Don't believe them!

Hello, Gwendolyn!

No, please don't cry.

Follow my instructions.

Resistance is futile.

They want the chronograph.

The handover is to take place in 1786 in Pimplebottom House.

On... Guy Fawkes' Night.

Also known as Bonfire Night.

It's been celebrated since the 17th century

to commemorate Guy Fawkes' failed plot to blow up Parliament.

The perfect night to commit a crime.

Bonehead or chronograph. Cat or dog.

The bonehead or the chronograph. One of them has to go.

- Xemerius, what is your problem? - Save Bonehead or keep the chronograph.

Will you stop the stupid men from ruling the world?

You have to decide, my precious.

Gwendolyn!

Charlotte!

So they want to send Gideon to 1786 just before you get there.

You take the Count the chronograph. He closes the Blood Circle.

And barn! The Count has undreamt-of power and destroys the world.

Stopping that from happening is... more important than...

Gideon's life?

That bonehead deserves to rot in the dungeons.

That's right. Let the rats devour him.

- You think they'll do anything to him? - Things won't go that far.

Trust me.

I'll sweet-talk Mr Marley and get hold of the keys to Gideon's shackles.

I am remarkably talented.

Yes, I'm sure you are.

I'm just worried that won't be enough to stop the Count.

You can do it. You're strong.

Gideon will help you.

But first you have to write to him. Your handwriting will convince him.

Gideon, you must believe in us.

No matter what happened between us.

Use the key to free yourself.

We'll meet at Pimplebottom House on Bonfire Night.

We will stop him. Together we are invincible.

Yours, Violet Purpleplum.

In the face of rapidly increasing prices

for food, further unrest is expected.

A greatly heightened security presence is aimed at helping

calm the unrest.

From today, private security units will be assisting the police.

Madame Rossini, my instructions were clear.

Now, now, young man. You aren't trying to watch a young girl dressing, are you?

Turn around, tout de suite!

Your shoes have steel toe caps.

And the hairpin...

is as sharp as a dagger.

Liberté, égalité, fraternité.

Or death.

Down with those tyrants.

Gwendolyn, I'm glad you have come to your senses.

You have... persuasive arguments.

This moment...

will determine all of eternity.

Ex hoc memento

pendet aeternitas.

Ex hoc memento

pendet aeternitas.

Have no fear, my young friend.

I wish only to take a little of your blood.

For now.

You can take my life, but you won't achieve your goal.

Gwendolyn won't do as you say. Never!

Oh, the Ruby will also complete the task she has to do.

What a piece of work is a man!

How noble in reason!

How infinite in faculties!

In action how like an angel!

In apprehension how like a god!

Hamlet.

Gwendolyn, tonight we will set the world on fire!

- Pride comes before a fall. - What?

It is quite possible that I have underestimated you, Gwendolyn.

But that's no reason for you to overestimate yourself.

Here. Hold onto this firmly.

Be careful. Don't forget the chronograph is worth more than you.

Bonfire Night, 1786.

A night to remember.

I was just wishing for the presence of an angel.

And lo and behold, the pearly gates open and send you to me.

You brought it.

Now sit and be silent.

Tonight is the night that we have been waiting for so long.

My master will be here in a moment.

Yes, it's very...

It's very beautiful here.

And if I've understood correctly, then“.

The Count, I mean the Master, wants to rule the world, right?

The power will allow the wings of the Eagle to grow.

And he gains power from what it is that is made

when the blood of all time travellers is read into this chronograph?

Under the sign of the twelvefold star

All sickness and ills will flee afar

What's that? Some kind of miracle drug or doping agent?

It has many names. Lapis philosophorum, al-iksir, azoth.

Or simply the philosopher's stone.

My master intends to vanquish death.

What? He really wants to make himself immortal?

New strength will arise In the young at that hour

Making one man immortal For he holds the power

Yes, that seems to work very well in my time.

Didn't I tell you to be silent?

Not a peep!

Shut your mouth!

Told you we weren't finished yet.

You shouldn't hide such a pretty face.

That feels good!

An invigorating beverage. Liquid opium.

- Try some, my little dove? - No thanks.

Come now. I'll wager...

these lips have never done anything forbidden.

Cheers!

Base hussy!

Bonsoir, mademoiselle! Why are you so worked up'?

Tonight you will witness the fusion of science and magic.

- It is an honour. - I can barely contain myself!

Gideon will not come.

- What have you done with him? - He'll never come back again.

No...

- That isn't true. - He has fulfilled his mission.

As have you, ma chére.

What?

That was it? You just wanted me to bring that thing?

All that hocus-pocus, all that drivel

about prophecies, destiny and tasks!

Vain female, did you really believe all that ridiculous nonsense

about being something special?

I will close the Circle of Blood.

Twelve time travellers.

Five centuries.

And now it is in my hands alone.

Ex hoc momentum

pendet aeternitas.

Vile baggage!

There is no escape. You will die.

I'm a witch, remember?

It's nice of you to throw yourself in my arms again.

It's nice of you to finally show up.

- Stop them! Stop them? - Where were you?

I'd say that was perfect timing.

The fiend who tried to take my sister's virtue!

- How did you learn to fight like that? - My clad says I'm a natural.

I have to tell you, I never wanted to be your friend.

Finally make up your mind? My heart can't take it!

When you kiss me it's as if someone had lit a can of petrol in my insides.

I don't know what you do to me.

- Meaning? - That I can't live without you.

That everything's about you.

And that really frightens me.

Gideon, I feel the same way.

I... I really tried to hate you, but...

He'll use our feelings against us. You shouldn't care for me.

Why did you let them escape?

So careless of you!

- Gideon de Villiers! - Forgotten I'm a bonehead?

You will not escape me!

We can talk about that later. Let's get back to our time alive first.

Where are you?

- Find them! - We need to hang on a few minutes.

They mustn't get my blood and the chronograph together.

We'll have to split up. Okay?

Where are you?

I will find you!

Come on, quicker! Find them!

- Run away. - Oh, God!

Quick!

Get out of here.

- Go away, Gwen. - I'm not going to leave you alone.

- You're so stubborn. - Got you!

You little witch!

- Take her away. - No!

You didn't really think you could escape?

We need his blood.

Take your dirty hands off him!

- No, you swine! - Shut her up!

The Circle of Blood

Its perfection will find

The philosopher's stone Shall eternity bind

The power arises!

The Circle is closed!

The era of the Ruby and of the Diamond

is hereby over.

You'll simply have to accept that unavoidable fact.

You'll go down in history.

As legends.

No!

Don't die.

Not here.

Do something!

Do something!

It's a pity about that young man. He had potential.

The prophecy is fulfilled, Master.

As the twelfth star fades

The eagle arises supreme Fulfilling his ancient dream

United in death.

Touching, isn't it?

I can't tell you how happy I am to be leaving this revolting school.

Now take me to the Temple, Marley.

We needn't be concerned with the past.

The future belongs to us!

Gwen! Gideon!

Oh, my God!

- Gideon! - All that blood!

She's not breathing.

Is she breathing?

Hey, Gideon!

- Wake up, will you? - Gideon...

No!

Great plan! It's all your fault!

Raphael, I...

What now? What are we going to do now?

Do you have an answer to that?

She's alive!

We must take her to safety. And take care of Gideon.

I... was able to find a vicar in the neighbouring parish.

The funeral can take place tomorrow, without too many questions being asked.

Like why she's alive and Gideon isn't.

Stop that, will you!

No one here is to blame.

Charlotte, he's right.

I should be dead as well.

There's no reason why I should be alive.

The gunshot hit me right here.

Aunt Maddy told me to look after my heart but it makes no sense.

I know! I know!

What?

Welcome to the club, baby!

You're immortal. That's the only answer.

Immortal? Why?

Immortal? Who? You?

I just happen to know an awful lot about immortality.

A wound that heals that fast is paranormal.

Yes, but I...

I'm not a superhero or anything.

Maybe you are, Gwen.

Hang on, I'll have it in a moment. Gideon read it in the Count's memoirs.

Here.

"The Ruby,

born as a Raven from the union of two, will live forever.

A star goes out in the sky above

if it freely chooses to die for love."

Ah, correction, my precious!

Yes, you're immortal. Unless you kill yourself.

Over heartache or some such nonsense.

Bloody hell!

That's why Gideon wanted me to forget him and said all that crap

about being friends.

Yes, that makes sense.

But can you really be immortal?

Nothing much could surprise me by now.

We have to find out.

- Ah, Gwen... - No!

No.

Then you do it.

Gwen, I'm not so sure. Immortal doesn't mean invulnerable.

- Go ahead. - No.

Please. Right in my belly.

- No, Gwen... - Come on.

Do it for Gideon.

Oh, Gwenny!

Shit!

We're going to have so much fun together.

For all eternity!

Ashes to ashes.

Earth to earth.

Dust to dust.

And me?

What's to become of me?

What good does it do me?

A stupid eternal life!

Like a bloody vampire!

A star goes out in the sky above

If it freely chooses to die for love

Gwendolyn!

Gwenny, stop!

Lucy?

Gwenny, how nice to... see you...

Wh... Where... I mean, when am I?

1920. It's a Wednesday in June.

Paul, look who's come to visit us!

It's good to see you.

The Count stops at nothing to get what you seem to have been born with.

I'd give up my immortality if it would let me turn back time.

The Circle of Blood is closed. The Count will alter everything in his favour.

Although in the present the past has already happened.

Can one change the present in the past by making it the present?

Your mum might be going nuts.

On the one hand it has happened but on the other it hasn't?

We can alter the past for the better.

Gwenny, we were able to save James' life.

Go back and prevent Gideon's death.

No...

My chronograph is stuck in the 18th century.

Without it, I can't control my time travel.

So how did you get here just now?

I... I don't know. I was so sad and wanted to be with you.

And then...

Is it possible... Gwendolyn, has that ever happened before?

No.

Yes, it has...

Once I was in a jam, then suddenly I was with Shakespeare.

Gwen, I think you can travel accurately through time without a machine.

Rubbish! It's a coincidence I came here.

Many people would call immortality rubbish.

You used your gift subconsciously, but...

What if you can make conscious use of autosuggestive time travel?

Listen, our ancestor Madame d'Urfé had that gift.

She told me about it several times.

You have to focus your feelings so that your mind

allows you to overcome space and time.

- Overcome space and time? - That's right.

I'll be right back.

It isn't working.

Use the power of your mind to picture the right place and time.

Okay, close your eyes again.

And now, think of Gideon.

How much you loved him. How much you miss him.

Tap into all your feelings. Your great love and your pain.

You're doing this for him.

Awesome!

And now concentrate on one particular place

and one particular time.

Oh, God! Gwen!

I did it! It worked!

- We were worried about you. - Where've you been?

Lucy's right, it works.

I can outsmart the Count, and bring Gideon back. Alive!

Okay...

- How long must I practise? - Until I feel sure.

Which will never happen.

Where should she go?

How about my graduation party in 1993?

The first time I snogged your dad.

Urgh, no!

There are things you shouldn't see your parents doing.

When we went to the cottage in summer '93 after the first time we...

Lucy! Urgh, STOP!

Okay, let me have a look.

How about this? The sixth of August 1981.

Aunt Maddy's birthday.

There surely won't be... any wild snogging.

I suggest you don't show up till gone 11 when most guests are gone.

Only Aunt Maddy will be up. She may have had too much gin though.

So much the better.

- Okay... - Focus your mind.

Aunt Maddy, shh...

Calm down. I'm not going to hurt you. Calm down.

I'm what you might call... a vision, from the future.

A vision, you say? From the future?

- Yes. - Aha.

What does the future look like?

War, pollution, murder, a little happiness.

Looks like nothing's changed then.

But look at this. Look at these two.

Diana and Charles. Will they be happy at least?

He chatted with Camilla too much

and she had a thing with her riding instructor.

Take care.

Such a pretty wedding!

I free Gideon, destroy the chronograph and the Count won't become immortal.

You have surprise on your side. He thinks you're a silly little girl.

Unfortunately, that's just how I feel right now.

Want to wait till autosuggestive time travel comes easier?

No.

I can do it.

For Gideon.

For Gideon.

Shit! They have several of those things.

James?

- James August Peregrin Pimplebottom! - What?

Can't you see I'm b...

- Who are you? - I won't hurt you. I want to get out.

Do you know the way?

You and I are friends. Do you recognise me? I vaccinated you.

- I rescued you from the pox. - Pox?

- It killed my whole family. - Yes.

I was the one with the needle in the park.

There was medicine in it. So you didn't get sick.

The physician said it was a miracle.

- A miracle! - Thank heaven!

Not heaven, me!

- How do I get out of here? - You saved me!

I thank you from the bottom of my heart.

Lady Amalia, you must let me express my gratitude.

Why gratitude? Who is this witch?

- And what is she wearing? - This is all the rage in...

Paris.

James. This is a matter of life and death.

- How do I get out? - Take two lefts and two rights.

You'll find the way. At your service, my lady.

James, you promised me that all that was going to stop.

No more Parisian hussies!

No!

Do something!

Too late! Damn it!

The prophecy is fulfilled, Master.

As the twelfth star fades

The eagle arises supreme Fulfilling his ancient dream

Who's faded?

What are you, weaklings? Kill her!

What will you do now?

You will not escape me, witch.

You can't have seven lives.

Over my dead body!

James! Wait!

You've saved me!

I owe you my life. And you said we were friends.

Here's to friendship!

What does all this mean?

Did you underestimate me, perhaps?

A naive little girl, so easy to influence.

What can one expect of a woman?

Ma chére... You don't have the guts to do that.

No...

Everything is destroyed, everything is lost.

The rest...

is silence.

Gideon...

Here, this will help you.

Maybe one of those sayings has meaning. "All sickness and ills will flee afar."

Come on.

Please.

What happened?

It's a long story, Mr Bonehead.

Can it be that you rescued my wretched little life again, Miss Purpleplum?

Pimplebottom College?

Who'd ever have thought it?

James!

Gwenny! Oh God, I missed you so much!

Me too. Wait until you see our new janitor.

Morning, Uncle William.

Serena! How did the party go? Do you have a motto for the next one?

"Diamonds are a girl's best friend"?

I don't think there'll be another one. Thanks, you fat frog!

I wasn't the only one who wanted to liven your party up.

For example, I saw Raphael pour a whole bottle of vodka in the punch.

Ah, yeah... But Sarah confessed

the green jelly was made from her gran's gooseberry liqueur.

Well, I... thought it was extremely cool!

There are so many colours we could celebrate.

Amber,

diamond white, aquamarine, turquoise.

Poor Serena! And when she finds out Mr Whitman got pulverised...

Yeah, it'll be strange without Mr Squirrel.

- I couldn't stand him. Good instincts. - Yeah.

"The devil is a squirrel" is an old proverb.

So, my precious!

Seems like a happy ending for all. You could get me a cat now. Please?

Here's to my girlfriend.

The courageous, enchanting...

- Unpredictable... - Wait!

- What are you doing? - It's called neutralisation.

An immortal drinks an elixir of life

and makes herself... mortal.

Are you sure? Do you know what you're giving up?

Well, I... I want to grow old with you.

To be or not to be.

I love you.

I'll never let you go now. Forget about it.

Untertitel: H. Kimber, N. Fritz CINEMEDIA audiovision 2016