All language subtitles for Jade Warrior [2006].x264.DVDrip(Dylan T. Sibarani)

The northern tales
of Kalevala:

The story of a smith who built
a source of happiness,

a machine called
the Sampo.

The oldest legends
of China:

The story of the last son
of the Nocktress

and a demon who seized
a machine called the Sampo.

Between the ancient Chinese
legends and Finnish tales

there lies a link.

This link was left out of
the writings of the Kalevala.

The son of the smith.

The grave in East Karelia
where we found him

dates back to
the early Bronze Age.

An artifact buried
with him

shows an unparalleled level

of metal craftsmanship

previously unseen
in human history.

One might suspect
it was left behind

by extraterrestrial
intelligence,

perhaps a time capsule
of some sort.

But the lettering on it

was Chinese

from before
the first known dynasties.

The writings state that
the chest belonged

to the son of a smith,

but he could only open it

in a moment of
his greatest despair...

only when all hope is lost.

It's ruined... pathetic.

Kai, this is not
the beginning.

This is the end.

"EASTERN KARELIA... 2000 B.C."

Back off!

Don't touch that animal.

I only wounded it.
We'll let it live.

My love?

I want to remain here.

And I will guard
the chest with you forever.

In the Kalevala, the mother
of young Lemminkainen

collects her son's bones from
the Black River of Death

and attempts to make them
come back to life

and tell their story.

We are now facing
a similar task.

But the voice we give
to the past...

we must make certain

that we listen to it
carefully.

"Sampo: Buy, sell and exchange"

It's called a Chinese chung...
a cart bell.

Have you been here long?

About eight years.

Huh. I'm surprised I never
noticed it before.

Olaf Berg,

Kalevala researcher.

Sang fu is a machine,
Tibetan in its origin.

Mongols actually
call it "Sampo."

According to legend,

it was built
as a wedding present,

although it broke.

Pieces of it
are everywhere.

You gotta admit it's a good
name for this antique shop.

Actually it scares
clients away.

My colleague Maria...

she's a lady of iron.

I found them
in my attic.

They were my boyfriend's.

Kai would have really
loved this place, I bet.

That's Kai's hair
and nails

and some organic powder.

Smiths use it
for tempering.

Carbon keeps iron
from rusting.

Your boyfriend's a smith?

I'm moving away.

You keep it.

Fear, Pain, Madness,

Ugliness, Lust,

Hate, Greed
and Blindness...

we know the first eight
sons of the Nocktress by name.

The last son of
the Nocktress has no name.

It is said that
the Nameless One

intends to bring
hell on earth.

The son of the smith was
promised to be released

from the burden
of incarnation

if he succeeded in killing
the last son of the Nocktress.

The storytellers have
long assumed

that the son of the smith
slew the demon...

"NO SOLICITING"

...and was released
from earthly joys

and earthly sorrows forever.

How's it going?

Oh, uh, well, pretty well.

That's my things.

That's why I
propose a deal:

Being that it's
yours anyway.

You can have it all back,

and I get a couple of clippings

of your hair and
nails in exchange.

Say that again.

- She's beautiful.
- Who?

I'm talking about
your girlfriend...

tall and slender.

Reminds me of a girl
I once knew.

Had a big crush on her.

How... how is Ronja doing?

She said she was
about to move away.

Where?

Where do people
usually move to?

I don't know. Away.

Are you a smith?

Uh-huh.

That's quite rare.

Uh-huh.

Did you learn it
from your father?

Nah.

He worked as
an auto mechanic.

That's interesting.

Not really, no.

What do you know
about the Sampo?

It was a mythological
cornucopia.

Seppo the smith created it,
and according to legend,

only shards were left.

I'm sorry, Kai.

I'm leaving you.

I'm gonna bail.
I've got work to do.

Hold on,
let's chat a while.

Not today.

But wait,
I didn't finish the back.

Okay, what do you say I just
use the clippers on it then?

It's fine how it is.
Thanks.

Wait, my dear friend.

"Dopamine is released
in the pituitary gland"

"Vasopressin hormone
in the brain

brings on a sense
of belonging together."

Son of the smith.

Sintai.

Did you come to
shave my legs?

Kai...

it's possible that the Sampo
isn't just a myth.

But a real
historical machine

with the sole purpose of
producing happiness

and prosperity for people...

out of nothing.

The man who made this chest

claims to have also
forged the Sampo.

It reacts to you.

What's inside of it?

Perhaps limitless
wealth and energy.

It dates back
to early China

before the first dynasty.

According to
its writings,

its contents will help
the one who opens it.

But it also says it can
only be opened

by a smith's son...

and only when all...
all hope is lost.

I have devoted
my whole life to this.

Whatever's inside it...

I have nothing to lose.

Sintai.

Sintai Seng-pu...

son of the smith.

I have found you
at last.

Master, you should rest.

I can't sleep,
my friend.

You afraid?

No.

That place over there...
do you know it?

It's my village.

But do you miss it?

Everyone that I ever
loved there died long ago.

Once I decided to leave
for Anshun

and study
at the monastery,

I swore never to return.

Cho,

in a few days I'll be
going down

into the Barun Urta swamps

to face destiny.

There the demon sits
like a sentinel

and waits.

There's a chance
I will not survive it.

And besides
your duties as my aide,

you are my friend
as well.

That's why I can ask you

if you might let me

visit where you
called home.

They'd never let you go.
You know that.

The temple is unguarded

because all
the monks are here

to protect you
and your purity.

I've never shown you
this before.

It's my only memory...

only inheritance.

My father told me
to keep this safe

and only open this when all
hope appears to be lost.

Master.

All I want is to live

one happy day

and a simple night.

All I ask is
an ordinary day.

The army marches slowly.

I will catch up
before you reach the swamps.

We can't stand by
and allow this!

Silence! Silence!

All right, we must send
some men into the swamp.

We cannot stand for
any more bloodshed.

No no.

You want us just to wait here?

At the dawn of time,

she was called
the Nocktress...

the eldest of...

hell's daughters.

She laid down
to rest.

The Nocktress thrust
nine eggs from her womb...

out of which were born

eight sons...

and their names were

Fear, Pain,

Madness, Ugliness,

Lust, Hate,

Greed and Blindness.

The last of
the Nocktress's eggs

remained unbroken
and unhatched.

And there is where
the egg waited.

It waited for the man
from the prophesy.

It waited for...

the smith

and for the device

that would help bring hell
to this earth.

Nonsense.
Mythical lore.

Nonsense.
Mythical lore.

The son of the smith

will rise against
the last son of the Nocktress

in battle.

So will he be
strong enough

to defeat the demon?

Unfortunately,

that we do not know.

In that case,
I ask your permission

to fulfill the prophesy.

Stranger, leave.

You're not welcome.

Let me live one day
like an ordinary man.

Then I will ride
to the swamps

so that you won't have to.

Words of a Mongol spy.

I have the knowledge
and skills of two nations

and a sword with which I
shall brand the Nameless One

with its true name.

That name is Death.

You have a sword?

I suggest you use it...

or else...

you should leave.

You have been born again.

What the hell just happened?

You have been
born again...

Master Sintai Seng-pu.

You don't believe me?

The chest brought me
safely to this time.

What a pity this body
couldn't take it.

He is dead now.

Please, Master,
attack.

Very well.

Then defend yourself.

This body is so weak...

much like you are
just a fragile echo

of what you ought to be.

It's as if the best
part of you

didn't show up.

No more.

Ask the right way.

You feel like
you've lost something...

something you can't
have back

until you've
fulfilled your mission.

Stop it!

Here...

for the tempering water
your father used...

nectar from six flowers
and seven grasses.

Good to see you've returned,
dear friend.

Just who are you?

But I opened it.

The force inside you
is what opened it.

You are the son of
Seng-pu, the smith.

What am I supposed to do?

Forge me the Sampo.

It's the secret source
of all happiness.

I'm not much of a smith.

In fact I suck.

There's a force

that lies somewhere deep
within your mind.

Your father had it
just like you...

and then his
loved one returned.

Wha... what do you mean,
"force"?

You just stabbed me.

Yep yep.

Listen...

I'm gonna die.

Iron wanted to
join with fire

and got burned instead.

It made it
to the swamps.

In the swamps is where
it remained for years.

In fact, it was so long that
iron forgot why it was born...

until a wolf ran
across the swamp

and the earth was
moved in its tracks.

Up to those tracks,
iron rose.

And that's where
your father found it.

Now you know
the birth of iron...

but it knows nothing
about you.

Tell iron who you are.

My name's...

Kai Pelkonen.

Where were you born?

A hospital,
like everyone else.

When did you decide
to take this path?

When I met Ronja.

She needed a lock.
I lied and said I was a locksmith.

The lock came out lousy,
so I practiced...

over and over...

till it wasn't a lie.

Turns out Ronja knew
I wasn't a real smith.

Ronja made me into
the smith that I am today.

And the smith that you
are yet to be.

Iron trusts you now.

You're not going to die.

You have been
born again.

I imagine this forge
in my head.

I see it constantly.

I knew that you had come.

Who are you?

I'm your hope.

Forge me the Sampo...

and I promise you this:

Your love will return
to you soon.

Are you still open?

Did you come to get
your boyfriend's things back?

No.

I came by accident.

I don't want to live surrounded by all
the memories of our story.

That's sad.

No, not sad...

rational.

Of all the epics
I've studied,

see that book over there?
It's certainly the saddest.

The same story
over and over again.

No one gets
the one they love.

My Kalevala will
be different.

It's a love story
with a happy ending.

I don't really care
for those things.

Love is actually from
our reptilian brain, you know?

Mostly irrational.

Our serotonin drops
to a level of neuroses actually.

Someone experiencing that
should feel depression,

but a person in love only
sees the one they adore.

And it works like a drug.

But when the drug
wears off...

the body can no longer imagine
itself without the other person.

So they gave
this dependency a name:

It's called love.

You can put that
into your Kalevala.

It's an eternal love story...

when love stories
still existed.

We don't get to experience
anything like that anymore.

What are you doing?

Iron has been forged
into its form,

but it still
has to accept itself.

It can't get too hot too fast

or the work will be ruined.

My name is
Sintai Seng-pu.

I'm the one who shall kill

the last son of the Nocktress.

Not now.
He's had enough.

My grandfather will talk
to you all another time.

Won't you tell me
your name?

I'm Pin Yu,

granddaughter of
the village elder.

Who are you?

I am Sintai,

son of Seng-pu,
the smith.

You don't look like you
are the son of Seng-pu.

My mother came from
a faraway land

much farther north.

My parents are dead.

Therefore...

I am alone.

Is there something more?

I'm not sure
how to say it.

Thus I wander

Oh, poor boy

Out to thee

And out to thee

Should I live

In a land of fire?

Should I lock the

Gates in silence?

A weapon you use?

No, just songs from
my mother's old country.

Lovely.

Genuinely lovely.

When are you planning to
set out for the swamps?

You were supposed to
leave yesterday.

People are fleeing.

They have a right

to be scared.

I am waiting
for a sign.

I sense that this is not

the cause for the delay

in your departing for
the swamps.

You're right.

Before I saw you,
I feared nothing,

not even death.

But now I've begun to feel
a sense of fear.

I fear that I shall
defeat the demon

and be rewarded with what
the prophesy has promised me,

which means I will not
be born again.

I do not wish to leave
the earthly joys

and its sorrows
behind until...

I have savored them...

with you.

I don't know you,
yet I am to be yours...

because only you
can save our village.

I only ask of you that...

If it's that I go with you
to kill the demon,

I'll oblige that.

That's not it.

Tell me, haven't you ever
been in love before?

I ask you for a motive,
an incentive to return.

I have to leave now.

We may not...

be together again.

I know.

Do you still love me?

Yes, I do.

Was it always me?

I'll answer you after...

Sintai.

Who were you speaking to?

To myself.

It's nice.

It's not the Sampo.

Did you send him to me?

Has faith
bound us together?

What are you doing
back here anyway?

Who is that?

Seppo, the smith's son...

the saddest hero
of the Kalevala.

This means
your answer is no?

You were with
the monks too long.

You don't
understand women.

You are one of the finest
men I have ever known,

willing to defend us.

I await your return.

I shall take you away,

far away from here...

to my mother's homeland...

my love.

It looks like he
was hugging someone.

Or something.

He was holding
a chest.

The chest kept the body
from floating up.

Buried with him
was a wolf's skull...

and a woman.

Both were badly
decomposed.

They were together...

like lovers?

Perhaps. But there's
no way to prove it.

Cho.

What happened, Cho?

We waited, Master.

You weren't at the swamp.

We can't keep this
up much longer.

I journeyed here...

to bring this back to you.

Master Sintai,

shouldn't the wedding
wait till later?

Don't you agree?

Wedding?

Cho.

This is my fianc�e.

This is Cho, my aide

and a good friend
as well.

The battle has started.

Sintai, I...

I shall return to you.

I'll be the happiest man
who has ever walked the Earth.

Not yet.

This was
my grandmother's.

She said it would make
my wishes come true.

I want you to take it.

I know it'll protect you.

You let iron
hurt you again.

No more stages,
Master.

Iron doesn't
trust me anymore.

I have a feeling
this doesn't end well.

Something very bad
has happened.

I know what it's like
to live alone.

Many fates worse
than death, trust me.

Perhaps the worst could be to lose
your reason to live...

and have to live
without it.

Does he look familiar?

What?

An accident's not
what brought you.

Do you believe
in incarnation?

Whatever you say to it,
be honest.

Listen to me.

Please!

Help me.

I don't know who I am.

I don't know what is happening
to me any longer.

Hope is all I have...

all that keeps me alive.

I am stuck in this one
lonely instant.

It feels like death.

I have no one...

and only one thought
in my head...

I don't want to be alone
any longer.

It's beautiful...

the secret source
of all happiness.

What do you think it'll do?

You forged it.

Only you know what brings you joy.
Isn't that right?

Sintai.

Kai?

I have waited for you

100 years.

I won't let you
wait in vain.

You can imagine
my disappointment...

after I had stolen this
machine from the humans

and finished all
the preparations,

when I realized
your father had forged it

so that only his son

can set the Sampo
in motion.

I shall never
start the Sampo...

and certainly not
for you.

We were left in
this world together.

We were destined to
meet one day.

Face it:
No one can compare to us...

no one in this time.

We have to stand together
as one, you and I...

rather than fight
as adversaries.

Fate...

has bound you to me...

and no one else.

If you kill me

you will become
enlightened

and your soul will leave
this world forever.

Not until...

after this solitary
life of mine.

Wait, my friend.

It's okay.

Where are we?

At the antique shop.

Come.

We're the only ones who
aren't affected by this.

Looks like a burnt ham.

It's thousands of
years old.

I don't know
what you've done.

I don't even
want to know.

I was leaving town...

but something kept
bringing me back here.

I must return there again

so that I'll know
what is wrong with me.

I believe that.

You must go.

I somehow feel I should
give this to you.

"I will come back to you.

And I will be the happiest man

who has ever walked the Earth."

What does it mean?

Fate will inevitably catch up with
those who run away from it.

It all starts at the beginning.

Berg...

say something.

Berg.

Master...

I have waited thousands
of years for this...

for us to meet as equals.

The Nocktress's name
was "Son."

There is nothing more
I need from you.

You have unlocked the Sampo.

And you've made it your own.

Most of the credit
goes to you though.

This is your creation...

a world where no one has to

live alone with their pain
for very long.

You see,

all I did was to
help you release it...

from inside your head.

That's hell.

Is it fair that
the only one suffering

should be you?

You are not the one
she waits for.

You will live this...

one solitary life
of yours alone.

Pin Yu's soul, however,

will be reborn here

over and over again.

And in each and every one
of her lives to come,

that harlot will fall
in love with somebody.

Not one of them,
unfortunately,

will be you.

Fear, Pain,

Madness, Lust,

Greed, Ugliness,

Blindness,

Hate...

and...

Attack now, Master.

I can't wait for you to
see the world

the Sampo spits out
of its bowels.

I know you're not dead yet.

I was starting to
think those stupid monks

hadn't taught you a thing.

You set a seed... bad seed...
in my heart...

a seed of doubt.

Now...

I have to give you
your rightful name.

I bet you're asking
yourself why...

why you didn't kill me
when you had the chance.

For as long as I am,
you are too.

My beloved friend,

here I am: The one
with whom you belong.

A band of shepherds
rescued me.

They took me to
their winter camp.

I was very sick.

I almost died.

They told me
no one survived.

Still I waited
over a year for you.

I returned as soon
as I could travel.

I couldn't find you.

Everyone thought...

you had taken your own life.

I had to get away.

I went to the holy mountain
of Anshun to think.

I regret that I didn't
kill myself.

Please don't say that.

I waited for you
the whole time...

until Master Sintai arrived.

He warded off the Strike
of Concealed Serenity.

It was ours.
Nobody could know that.

I was the one
who taught it to him.

Could faith be teasing me?

But I didn't tell him

where it will
lead two lovers.

The Strike of
Concealed Serenity.

You have the power to
change the prophesy

and the right...

Be quiet.

My father told me
that I should wait

and only open this when
all hope...

is gone forever.

What's kept in there?

It's empty.

The deceit of
your loved ones

has already
sent you to hell.

Is it truly fair that
you have to suffer there

all alone?

We shall open the Sampo,

you and I,

forever united.

I want another chance...
Pin Yu and me.

To get that,
I would sacrifice all honor.

I can't let you die.

Fear...

Pain...

Madness...

Greed...

Ugliness...

Lust...

Blindness...

Hate...

and...

and Hope.

This wasn't in the prophesies!

This wasn't
in the prophesies!

Let me be!

That kind of oath
should never be sworn alone.

It becomes a curse.

What are you saying?

You are my error.

But I'll give you
your rightful name.

You two will never
have each other.

You will not
be born again.

I know.

I am sorry...

but I have to go.

No, please.

Don't leave.

So I name you Farewell.

I name you Ended.

And I name you
my friend.

Take this to the north,
dear brave friend...

far to the north
where no man can live.

No man must ever find this,

least of all me.

Pin Yu...

I swear...

if my love is sincere,

you shall see.

Trust me.

I will search
through the ages

and I'll find you.

Ronja...

this is not the end.

This is the beginning.

It was your wolf.

It carries the chest
of your father.

If you need it
again anywhere...

then I'll be sure to find it
and bring it to you.

I will hunt that wolf...

to the ends of the earth.

And I will guard
that chest with you...

forever.

---the end---