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Ma'am.

Lyra, this is your new home.

Is this all yours?

Goodness, no. Just the one floor.

[ELEVATOR BELL DINGS]

Go on.

Can't believe this is our new home, Pan.

Look how shiny the floor is!

Right. Let me show you around.

This is the living room.

Wow...

The terrace...

Now, up here is my bedroom.

And that's my study,

which I'd rather
stayed my private space.

Then, here is the room
I prepared for you.

I'll let you get settled.

[THEY CHUCKLE]

Oh, I'm drowning!

[MUFFLED]: I'm drowning.

It is a lot more
comfortable than Oxford.

And it's our new home.

Roger's too... when she finds him.

A home for us all.

[WHISPERING]

[DOOR BANGS SHUT]

- Billy?
- Roger!

Billy Costa!

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How are you with heights?

They don't scare me.

Never have.

I used to live on the
roof of Jordan College.

I slept out there every other Sunday.

No, you didn't.

I did!

Roger was there, too. On the roof.

I've got my best people looking for him.

We'll find him, Lyra. Soon.

I've never been sure
about them... heights.

I could never get away from
the occasional urge to jump.

Right. Let's get to it.

Plenty to do before we lunch
at the Arctic Institute.

- We're lunching at the Arctic Institute?
- Yes, of course we are.

Now, chop chop. Plans to make,
clothes to get, lots to do. Come on.

Wow!

Is that the Skraeling

who mapped the currents of
the Great Northern Ocean?

Hello.

- You know him?
- Of course. Now come, Lyra.

Oxford only had so much, but this...

Now, what will you eat?

I don't care about food.

Well, you might care about
food if you were starving.

Is that an armoured bear skull?

- I've heard so much about them. It's huge.
- Lyra. Lyra.

Sit down.

- Sweetbreads.
- Oh! - courtesy of the chef, Mrs. Coulter.

Thank him.

Mrs. Coulter, I've been
thinking about Roger,

and I think I should
help you with the search.

Like you said in Jordan...
child's eyes... useful.

Lyra, look around this room.

How many women do you see?

In every room, there are
those that would belittle you.

With my help, they won't
lay a scratch on you.

For you will have
knowledge that they won't.

I can teach you to wield
power over all of them,

but you must let me mould you.

You must trust me.

I trust you.

Then, will you let
me find Roger for you?

- He's my best friend.
- Lyra, I won't let you down.

- All right.
- Good.

Now, who do you want to
be introduced to first?

A van has been seen
leaving and entering here.

We've not confirmed children on board.

We've not confirmed?
We need to be confirmed.

The Gobblers are efficient,
well-protected and well-funded.

So good that people
think they're a myth.

- So you're saying we know enough?
- I'd state good odds that the van

is Gobbler and it's being
used to transport them.

We've been searching for days.
This is the best lead we've got.

So tomorrow we attack. In the
morning we gather our best men.

Go in fast through the front door.

Take on whatever lies on the other side.

Prepare the men. We strike with force.

[SHE CHUCKLES]

Have you ever considered doing
something different with your hair?

I like my hair.

No, I don't think it
accentuates your face.

Maybe I should grow it.

I had long hair. That was really useful.

Like, this one time when Roger and
I were caught in this grain silo,

he turned my hair into a rope,

he climbed up me and out,
and then pulled me out.

- Lyra, please don't lie to me. Yes, you were.
- I wasn't.

Lyra...

... I think you can be extraordinary.

But being extraordinary
takes application.

It means being prepared to change.

And that takes guidance. Hm?

We shouldn't change just
so we can fit in here.

She's being very kind to us, Pan.

She's nice.

She treats me nice.

Don't we deserve to have nice things?

- For once.
- Of course we do.

No-one's ever said I could
be extraordinary before.

[FAINT CLANGING]

Lyra. Lyra.

- What?
- Lyra, wake up. Listen to that noise.

What is it?

It's just the pipes. It's fine.

It's something. Listen.

It's nothing.

I don't think it's the pipes.

Hey, stop.

Stop at nothing. We will
rescue these children.

We're in, sir.

That's Billy's.

This proves they were here.

The Gobblers must have known
we were coming and moved them.

What do they want the children for?

- You see anything?
- No, nothing.

Just a brick wall.

I miss my ma.

I don't have a ma to miss.

My aunt brought me up for a bit.

And then she found a good
job for me in Jordan College.

And then I met Lyra.

I know she won't leave us here.

She'll be looking for us right now.

Wherever she is.

I will be having a party for a
few friends and fellow explorers

and, Lyra, I'll need
your help serving drinks.

Stop.

That's it. Perfect.

There ain't much give in it.

I like running around, you know.

The clothes you wear determine
the way people see you.

Now, come. Look in the mirror.

I like it.

- I think.
- Blue is quite your colour.

Did you know that?

I didn't know I had a colour at all.

To allow me to wield power.

Looks like it'll allow
you to wield a cake knife.

[SHE GIGGLES]

If my uncle could see me like this.

Oh, he'd be delighted. I'm sure.

I heard your request and
I'm unable to grant it.

I simply ask

to examine what remains of the
head Asriel presented to you

before it's treated and
placed in your crypt.

Grumman was a scholar of this college.

Word is you've already allowed
his head to be thawed and treated.

Vital information might have been lost.

Boreal, as you are aware,
scholastic sanctuary...

As an executive of
the Consistorial Court,

I must understand where he's been.

They say that he crossed
between the worlds.

That's heresy.

That's an interesting
word for you to use,

especially considering what
I've heard of Asriel's visit

to this college.

Is it true he spoke of Dust

and that you're funding
his investigations?

Whatever you are threatening...

- [BIRD CAWS]
- I threaten nothing.

What do you hide?

The only rights the Magisterium has here

are the rights I grant it.

His skull is in our crypt.

It will stay there.

As is his right.

And our responsibility.

Of course, Master.

Lyra, you're still not concentrating.

Books aren't what I'm best at.

And what are you best at?

Can't you mould me into
someone who... reads some books

but who travels mostly,

who adventures,

who looks for people when they're lost?

Lyra, did you not agree to trust me?

Now, where were you?

Yes. Electrons.

Now, the thing about
electrons is that they are...

Negatively charged
particles, sort of like Dust,

but Dust might not be charged.

- Dust?
- You know, from-space Dust.

That Dust.

You see, I do know some things.

- Well, what do you know about Dust, Lyra?
- It comes from space,

it lights people up if you have
a special camera to see it by.

And...

Ah, yes.

It doesn't affect children.

Who did you learn this from?

Just a visiting scholar from
New Denmark who came to Jordan.

He was talking to the
chaplain and I was passing by.

I couldn't help but listen.

Is it right? will you tell me?

Well, I'm sure you know
much more about it than I do.

Now, let's get back
to these electrons, hm?

- [CLATTERING]
- Damn it!

Ma, I'll clean it.

- No, you won't.
- I want to help.

- Next time they go out.
- The answer is no, Tony!

- Can I help?
- You can find my son.

We were so close, though,
Maggie. If you would have seen...

We never should have left Oxford.

He's probably still there,
lost, looking for his ma.

He's not in Oxford. He's in London.

The Gobblers took him.

- And we'll find him.
- And if you're all wrong?

We are not wrong.

[SHE SOBS]

Tony.

We're going to get him back.

Please.

Please.

Let's take the fight to these
Gobblers. I've got a plan.

Do you want to be part of it, Tony?

I made it clear I
wasn't to be disturbed.

I apologise for disturbing you.
My needs were too great.

[BUZZING]

Cardinal.

The General Oblation Board
is causing trouble again.

A recent Gyptian raid trying
to find those damn children.

- Did they?
- No.

Give them credit, the General
Oblation Board's policy

of moving them constantly and
quickly seems to have borne fruit.

But they risk so much.

The fathers and I are worried

that they might present
future concerns for us.

Give me the honour of telling them, sir.

Ah, that's why I'm here. Hm?

Now, tell the Oblation Board

to control it or...

... or they'll lose everything.

Cardinal.

- [FAINT CLANGING]
- Lyra. It's happening again.

That noise.

[FAINT CLANGING]

That is definitely not the
pipes making that noise.

It's moving.

[CLANGING MOVES]

[CLANGING CONTINUES]

[SHE GASPS]

Lyra.

Lyra? Lyra.

Lyra.

I thought I heard you.

What are you doing out of bed?

It's very late.

Mrs. Coulter, how are you able to
be so far away from your daemon?

- It's too painful.
- I'm not.

It's not natural.

He was in the study.

You were down the hallway.

You're mistaken.

He was with me the entire time.

Aw. Lyra. So sleepy.

Best get back to bed now.

Goodnight.

Sleep tight.

[SQUEALS]

[WHIMPERS]

I could never be that
far away from you, Lyra.

What is she?

I don't know, Pan, but
we need to find out.

So where are you, Stanislaus Grumman?

Which one of these looks to
be the most recently freighted?

Asriel was lying.

It's not him.

We need to cross.

[TRAFFIC ROARS, CHATTER]

[HORN TOOTS]

[SIREN WAILS IN DISTANCE]

[VEHICLE PASSES]

What do all of these symbols mean, Pan?

Lyra? I have some guests arriving.

Can you please stay in your room?

[BELL TINGS]

- Mrs. Coulter.
- Father MacPhail.

What a lovely surprise.

May I have a word with you, please?

- In private.
- Yes.

Of course. This way.

Lyra, that man is Magisterium.

Would you like some tea?

Thank you, I don't drink tea.

No, of course you don't.

May I fetch you some water?

I'm not thirsty.

Hm. Please, take a seat.

Thank you.

Mrs. Coulter, we are
excited by your work,

by the discoveries you promise.

- But...
- Oh, such a shame.

There always has to be a "but"

attached to a compliment.

The Cardinal has concerns.

... this rumour mongering
around your work

has brought it to a head.

Well, if the Cardinal
has something to say,

I'd prefer he did so in person.

Well, he sent me.

To warn you that if your
activities draw too much attention,

then the Magisterium
will not protect you.

Should you be outside this door?

And who are you... exactly?

- LYRA: I'm...
- Excuse me.

Lyra? Run along.

The grown-ups are talking.

- I don't...
- Lyra!

Lyra, we can't let them
find the alethiometer.

The master said to keep it
secret, particularly from her,

and the Magisterium.

I'll see you both out.

Hm.

Here it is.

- It stays with us from now on.
- Good.

We have an opportunity
to understand Dust.

The Cardinal cannot be
telling me to slow down,

he should be telling me to speed ahead.

Whispers become weapons
in the wrong hands.

Now, I am sure you will agree
the Magisterium is more valuable

than any of us. Any sacrifice
that we have to perform

to preserve its power... we do.

Gladly.

- Part of your outfit for tonight?
- What?

The shoulder bag.

Well, it's perhaps a little old for you.

I'm sorry if I was short
with you in front of them.

You lost control.

No, I wouldn't say I lost control.

- You were angry, I could see it.
- No, I wasn't angry.

And you still are.

It looks absurd to be carrying
a shoulder bag in your own home.

It's the only thing
I really like wearing.

[SHE SNARLS]

[LYRA SCREAMS]

[SNARLING AND HISSING]

Stop!

Stop that! You're hurting us!

If you behave in this
vulgar and coarse way,

then we will have a
confrontation. Which I will win.

This isn't who you are.
Those men just upset you.

Whenever any guests
arrive in the future,

they are going to find
you perfectly sweet,

charming, innocent, delightful.

Just as children should
be. Do you understand?

You can't treat me like
this, my uncle won't let you!

When has that man ever
done anything for you?

- He's done everything.
- He's done nothing!

He's a failure of a man
and a failure of a father!

[SHE PANTS]

A father.

He... He... He's my father, isn't he?

I never understood why he kept
up that ridiculous pretence.

My parents died in an airship accident.

It was all a lie.

He's a liar.

He's a liar.

My mother... who is she?

Could've been anyone.

He was never in one place for long

and he always had a woman on his arm.

It was Asriel that
took you to that college

during the Great Flood.

He thought they would protect
you. Another ridiculous idea.

Couldn't protect a painting
if it was drawn on the walls.

No. Lyra.

Lyra.

Our origins don't define us.

It's what we do with what we
have. Please leave me alone.

I need help.

Tell me what she is.

Tell me where Roger is.

Tell me where my...

... Lord Asriel is.

Why didn't he tell me who he really was?

Please.

Tell me anything.

Please. Something.

[BELLS CHIME IN DISTANCE]

[PEDESTRIAN CROSSING BEEPS]

I was expecting you
last week. What kept you?

There's been some... things,

complications, back home.

Scary things? Fun things?
Interesting things?

Nothing you're going to tell me.

You have better coffee than we do.

Where's the snake?

We don't always feel the
need to have our daemons

on show all the time, Thomas.

Two worlds, both alike in so many ways,

and you only seem to care about
what this world can do for yours.

You might be better to think about
what your world can do for this one.

- Now he comes out.
- She.

And I don't pay you to advise me.

Sure.

I was just trying to help. I can wait.

I need to find this man.

A man with an osprey for a daemon.

It's not exactly discreet.

I think someone would have seen
him if he was hanging around here.

He's been investigating
multiple worlds for some time.

I believe he's here.

So he's done what you've done.

He's crossed into our world.

Did he use the same window?

Do you think there are others?

I'll see what I can do.

Your friend, Roger,
perhaps you were right...

perhaps he was at Jordan
College the whole time.

- Sorry?
- All the digging that I'm doing,

and it seems like he
just can't be found.

I suspect he didn't
leave Oxford, after all.

Someone at Jordan would have told me.

Something you'll learn, Lyra...

if you're not in people's lives,
they can forget you quite quickly.

Jordan has moved on.

Roger has moved on.
Now you need to move on.

You're lying.

Interesting... that you
would accuse me of that.

Eat up.

Lyra, I don't think she's
been looking for Roger at all.

We have to find out what she's doing.

What were those Magisterium
officials doing here?

[ELEVATOR BELL DINGS]

Is she leaving?

[ELEVATOR BELL DINGS]

It's locked. Without her
key, we can't open it.

- So what do I do?
- Her study.

Let's find out what she's hiding.

It's locked.

Like everything in this apartment!

And what does that tell you?

Doesn't matter what it tells me, Pan.

When did a locked door stop us?

[DOOR RUMBLES]

[SHE GRUNTS]

That's weird.

He can separate from her.

Now do you see why I don't trust them?

This is how he moves around.

He can listen to us the whole time, Pan.

So? Let's use it ourselves.

- Children...
- [QUIET MURMURS]

... you have a visitor.

How lovely to see you all.

You have quite cheered me up.

I have an announcement to make.

We're going to have
an adventure together.

We're going to go on a voyage

to the best place you
could possibly go to.

- ALL: Where?
- Where?

- My ma...
- ... will be worried. Of course she will.

And that's why I'm here...
to write a letter for your mother.

"General Oblation Board Of London...

General Oblation Board Of London..."

Pan, what's the General Oblation Board?

I don't know.

"All my love...

- ... Billy".
- "Billy".

General Oblation Board...

Now, I think it's your turn.

- I ain't got a family.
- Oh.

So, I'll write to my friend, Lyra,

from Jordan College.

How nice to write to a friend!

"Dear Lyra, you must
be wondering where I am.

We're about to go on a trip,

all the way to the North..."

What have you found, Lyra?

"... to a place called The Station".

The Station...

"You'd be surprised who's taking us".

The station of what?

"But I hope you know
that I'd never want to go

on an adventure
without you. I miss you.

All my love...

... Roger".

"Roger".

Pan, these letters are about
building something in the North.

[LOCK CLICKS, KEYS JANGLE]

[FIRE CRACKLES]

Hm.

Is that a human and his daemon, Pan?

Looks like it...

What are you doing?

I don't understand.

Lyra, we should go!

[LIFT BELL DINGS]

Lyra, the lift has been called.

She'll be on her way up soon!

Come on, come on, come on...

Lyra, quickly! Quickly!

Come on, come on...

Hurry! We've got to get
out of here! Quickly, Lyra!

[FOOTSTEPS, LYRA BREATHES HEAVILY]

[HER BREATHING CALMS]

- That's lovely to see.
- Oh!

I was just reading about the North.

Well...

I'll leave you to it.

Hm.

Dinner in an hour.

[SHE BREATHES HEAVILY]

[WHISPERS]: Did you see the equipment?

A blade...

... to cut what?

Where are we, Pan?

And what is she?

What do you think the Master
meant about this and my fath...

... Lord Asriel?

Perhaps we've got to keep
it safe and give it to him?

But wasn't the Master...

... going to poison him?

I don't think I understand
any grown-ups at all.

[HUM OF CONVERSATION]

[PIANO PLAYS SOFTLY]

Thank you, Lyra.

Ah! Hello, darling.

You must be Lyra. We've
heard all about you.

Lots of people here, aren't there?

She's so good at keeping everyone happy.

And you look so restless.

Like you're desperate to escape.

- Shall we sit?
- No, I've got to...

Do you know what's happening here?

Come on.

[LIFT BELL DINGS]

No need to look so
pleased with yourself.

- [HE CHUCKLES]
- You're late.

I've been busy.

Where?

Oxford.

Hm.

- Tell me what you know.
- I think it's a good strategy, actually.

Best was to stay safe
from the Gobblers...

move in with one of them.

That's what they call it, isn't it?

The initials you see...
"General Oblation Board".

PAN: Gobbler!

She's involved in the...

She is the Oblation Board.

It's entirely her own project.

You didn't know?

Who's that with Lyra?

- She's a journalist.
- We need to get her out of here.

I've got to go.

Lyra! Lyra!

Papers, letters... anything
could be hugely useful.

Lyra...

- Lyra?
- I'm all right.

- I'm just getting some ice.
- Lyra!

PAN: You're doing
brilliantly. Just stay calm.

Lyra, look! There's
too many people here.

She hasn't locked the lift!

We can't leave without it.
We can't leave without it.

Now, what would you, a journalist,
be talking to my assistant about...

... at a party you weren't invited to?

- Come this way.
- [SHE WINCES]

Come on!

[SHE BREATHES HEAVILY]

I'll handle her. You
concentrate on the girl.

You're coming with me.

Lyra!

PAN: Be careful, Lyra!

[BIRD CHIRPS]

Lyra?

[MONKEY CHATTERS]

Lyra!

[MONKEY SCREECHES]

Please...

Such a delicate face you have
for such indelicate matters.

If you know who Mrs. Coulter is...

... then you know who I am.

Correct?

Please don't hurt me.

- [SHE GASPS]
- Beautiful.

- Quite, quite beautiful.
- [SHE WHIMPERS]

[CRUNCHING, SHE GROANS]

Girls to the left. Boys to the right.

Girls to the left...

Boys to the right.

Where are you taking us?

We're going on a trip...

... to the North.

To the best place you
could possibly go to.

Lyra! Lyra, slow down!

We haven't been followed.

How do you know we
haven't been followed?

We need to get off the streets,

find a place to settle for the night.

We need to find Roger.

What use is there, looking in the dark?

WOMAN: Are you ready?

Let's go.

We'll try to keep warm.

[SHE SHIVERS]

- And then we'll...
- ... find Roger.

Find Roger...

- He liked her, Pan.
- I know.

And she's...

She's so...

You're tired. Try and sleep.

[DISTANT WHISTLING]

Lyra!

Can you hear that?

Pan!

No, no!

Where are you going?

[SHE GASPS]

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