All language subtitles for The.Lost.World.S02E18 - DVDRip.XviD-SFM - Survivors

Here's another one!

Good work Marguerite.

You know, given the depth
of these paving stones,

someone built this road at
least five hundred years ago.

Leading all the way from
the Summerlee river...

right up to that cave.

Why?

Economics George,
roads are expensive.

The only reason they're built is to
transport something of even greater value.

Some kind of treasure?

Why else would anybody be out here
playing hide and seek with raptors?

The betterment of humanity through
the pursuit of knowledge perhaps?

Well you follow your dreams
professor I will follow mine.

Shall we?

Careful Marguerite...

similar structures in Egypt were
known to be cleverly booby trapped.

A few booby traps are
the least of our worries.

Hello what have we here?

Guardians...

of some sort by
the looks of them.

Not very friendly ones.

At the dawn of
the last century

A band of explorers searched
for a prehistoric world

Driven by ambition

Secret desires

A thirst for adventure

And seeking
the ultimate story

They are befriended
by an untamed beauty

Stranded in a strange
and savage land

Each day is a desperate
search for a way out...

of the Lost World

Look at all of
this silver.

Oh Marguerite, has anybody ever told
you you've got a one track mind.

And you don't?

You know, I really don't
know exactly what you are.

What are you looking
for a label?

Adventuress,
grieving widow,

international jewel thief wanted on
five continents, that sort of thing?

What I meant is...

what passions
drove you to learn?

I mean you have exceptional
skills in geology,

archeology, linguistics.

Surely they're not just a means
to some gemological wealth.

Why George, I think
I'm flattered.

It's not often someone thinks
there's something more to me than...

just a healthy sense
of self preservation.

Now I'm not saying that
there is something more.

Marguerite!

Marguerite! Marguerite!

Marguerite!
Marguerite up here.

- What happened?
- Booby trap.

Can you move?
Carefully.

No!
Damn it!

Change of plan.
Don't move.

Can you feel your toes?

I can feel everything George I
just can't do anything about it.

I'm not going to be able to get
you out of there by myself.

What?

Well you just stay still.

I'm going to go back
and get the others.

- I'll be as quick as I can.
- Don't rush on my account.

I'm not going anywhere.

I suppose I should thank
you for clearing...

away some of these
spikes before I dropped in.

Oh, you've really
done it this time.

Who would build a road in
the middle of the jungle?

Good question...

from the river to that
ancient temple in the cave.

It must be a place
of some importance.

A thousand years ago. Nice of
them to leave them a booby trap.

The sooner we get Marguerite
out of there the better.

You're telling me. Knowing Marguerite
those poor raptors don't stand a chance.

Could this day
get any better?

Really Madge
you've had worse.

Right now!
Show yourself!

Adrienne?

It's been a long
time, hasn't it?

I'll say...

you've been
dead 12 years.

If that were true
shouldn't you be afraid?

Of my best friend?

Oh, no!

I can explain
you very easily.

I'm hallucinating
maybe even dying.

I wouldn't let
that happen to you.

Why?

I let it happen
to you.

Whoever you are,
stand aside.

We have no quarrel
with you.

Apparently we do.

Malone? Malone.
Are you all right?

I think so.
Who were they?

- And why'd they give up?
- Get the first aid.

I have no idea
why they retreated,

but I believe they are
guardians of the temple.

Are you saying you've
seen them before?

Inside the cave,
there's a frieze...

with three warriors
identical to our attackers.

Then that ancient temple still
is important to someone.

I entered the cave
and then came out.

Can that be an
act of sacrilege?

Well if you committed sacrilege,
what about Marguerite?

I'll get Malone back to the treehouse,
you two better get to Marguerite.

- Good.
- Will you be all right?

- Go.
- Don't worry about us.

Come on.

Remember Paris?

We called the fat
man's bar 'The Pit'.

We did.

- Ah but when you sung.
- Oh please

birds fell from
the trees.

You had the voice
of an angel.

But that wasn't
enough was it?

Our dreams would have
come true Madge.

All we needed was a few more
months, weeks who's to say.

Madge! Marguerite!

You can't sleep silly,
not with a concussion.

I didn't sleep for
weeks because of you.

- I still have nightmares.
- Shhh!

that's behind us.

12 years ago in Paris I
knew why they came for you.

I knew where you'd hidden
the jewelry. I could have...

given it back, I
could have saved you.

No, I told
you not to.

Those jewels,
they belonged to us.

I did wait for
you, you know...

for months.

And then when I thought they
were coming back for me...

I took the jewelry and
I went to Monte Carlo.

Did you marry?

Yeah, a dream come true...

a millionaire...

two mistresses
and an overdraft.

And then what happened.

This road hasn't been
used for centuries.

Those guardians must have some
kind of vantage point nearby.

Not too near I trust.

How did you come to this
God forsaken plateau?

Boy you are one
nosy hallucination.

Now that is a
story worth sharing.

Twelve years
ago in Shanghai...

this is long
before I heard of...

Professor George
Edward Challenger.

There's the Frieze. You see
just like the guardians...

same weapons,
same masks.

- Very pretty, now where's Marguerite?
- Just up ahead.

So ...

I walked out of
that alleyway...

into Challenger's
lecture and just...

told them I'd fund
the entire expedition.

And do the others know
why you're really here?

No, no, no...

they'd feel betrayed...

and, after everything we have been
through, I owe them more than that.

It is so nice to finally
tell someone the truth.

Thank you.

- Marguerite!
- Marguerite!

It's about bloody
time boys.

Good to see you
too, Marguerite.

Stay right
where you are.

It's all right Marguerite,
you're going home.

You're safe now.

- I know.
- Up you come.

Here, slip into this.

What about me?

Who's there?

- You heard that?
- Of course I did.

Who's down
here with you?

I'm Adrienne Montclair.

She's my hallucination.

You don't understand,
she isn't really there.

I'm worried about her,
internal injuries I think.

She's dead.

How'd you manage not to hurt yourself
when you fell into the hole?

I didn't fall. There are tunnels
all through this rock.

I came into it from below.

I have to say,

I was as shocked as Madge to find
myself face to face with her.

After so many years.

It's a remarkable
coincidence.

Not really.

Madge and I always dreamed
of coming to South America...

- to search for gems.
- She looks the same.

Let's go.

I'll be waiting my love.

Fortunately that scrape
wasn't as bad as it looked.

Then why is she
still unconscious?

Exhaustion
I'm sure.

Those spikes could have
been covered with poison.

I'm sorry,

it's been a long time since
I've tasted anything this fresh.

You haven't told
us where your camp is.

It's at the base of
this enormous plateau.

You know a way down?

Of course, it's through
those tunnels we were in.

Well that's fantastic,

we've spent almost two years
trying to find a way off.

And you still believe
everything you hear.

Marguerite told
me about you.

Odd, that she never
told us about you.

However improbable our
meeting may have been...

it could turn out
to be fortunate.

Once Marguerite and Malone
have recovered we.

Why wait? Roxton and I can
look after Malone and Madge.

While you and Veronica
go and scout the tunnels.

It could be helpful to get
one of those wooden spikes.

Check for poison.

There has to be some reason that
Marguerite's in such a deep sleep.

Then it's settled,

I'll make a sketch of the
temple layout for you.

Paper and pencil.

And while she's doing that
Veronica we can get ready.

Maybe they'll find
a way back home.

Now there's a good reason to
get better don't you agree?

Going home
back to London.

Because if you're
not with us,

with me,

well I'm not sure I could
leave this place without you.

Rest is what she needs
most of all Lord Roxton.

And so do you.

I wonder if Marguerite knows how
lucky she is to have missed those spikes.

- Challenger?
- You collect the spike.

I'm just going on into
the central chamber.

You know as well as I do that
we should stick together.

How's Malone?

Still sound asleep,

but much better.

Ned and Madge are very lucky
to have a friend like you...

so concerned for
them both.

We've all been
through a lot together.

I know Madge told me.

She even told me
how you like your tea.

Double brewed,
splash of milk...

in a china cup...

not a earthen mug.

Thank you.

Most men wouldn't be.

I'm sorry?

So concerned
about Madge.

Considering the way
she feels about you.

Most men would
lose interest.

She told you?
How she feels about me?

She has told me
everything Lord Roxton.

Oh she does find you attractive,
in a rugged sort of way.

But she knows you and she
will never have a future.

I don't believe you.

She said you wouldn't.

Because of those time's
when she gave in to...

well,

danger can be
an aphrodisiac.

Physical needs can overpower
reason quite easily.

Yes, well thank
you for the tea.

But Madge and I
are different though.

Unlike her...

I believe physical needs
are as important as reason.

And she has told me everything
about you Lord Roxton.

John no.
Help me.

Marguerite.

That's why
I'm here Madge.

According to this,

second exit passages...

under the altar.

There must be some
way of moving it.

Pressure switch perhaps?

Or a release for
a counter balance.

Oh Marguerite when it comes
to booby traps we're even.

I'm still in one piece
Veronica. You know I...

I saw you die.

Looks clean to me.

Challenger?

- Get away from him.
- Easy now miss...

no one's looking for trouble.
Ask your friend here,

he knows me.

Do you?

To be precise, I recognize
who he's supposed to be...

the noted explorer
William Maple White.

He's the reason you
came to the plateau.

You found his journals.

Let's get the story
straight miss.

I showed my journal
to Professor Challenger...

and my photographic
plates of a Pterodactyl.

And minutes
later you died.

I fell into a coma.
The natives looked after me.

I woke three weeks
later to find you gone...

and my work, my life's work,
was gone with you.

- Is that possible?
- No, maybe.

I didn't see him buried.
I left the village that night.

So you could claim my
discoveries as your own.

No, never.

I have always paid
tribute to the path...

you blazed for the world
to follow, always.

It's so hot in here.
I can't breathe.

All right that's enough,
we're going home.

Ah, splendid idea.

You're not invited.

I've got to rest.

I don't know
why I'm so tired.

- What did you do to your hand?
- I cut it on the altar.

It might be blood poisoning
or some kind of infection.

This can be a dangerous
place Challenger.

As I wrote in my
journal remember.

That's enough
out of you.

You're a feisty
little miss.

I'm especially
feisty...

Get down!

They're not human.

Challenger!

It's the blood.

When Malone was bloodied they stopped
their attack just as they did now.

Welcome back.
It must be safe now.

They were after the
two of you not me.

We have to get back
to the others.

And Adrienne Montclair...

she is no more who or what
she says she is than you are.

Marguerite?

Marguerite,
are you all right?

How could you
kiss that thing?

- Sorry it wasn't my idea.
- Yeah, spoken like a man.

- You need to rest.
- You don't understand.

Adrienne and I were
friends 12 years ago.

In the club where we
worked she met a man...

made a deal and didn't follow
through with her end of the bargain.

He sent people for her.

She never came back.

- Then she must have escaped.
- Not from those people, John.

Well she's here now and I
don't know, she got away.

Why does she look exactly
like I remember her?

Not a day older,
not a minute.

That is not Adrienne.

That is my memory of
her taken from my mind.

You don't need
her Lord Roxton...

not when you have me.

I don't want you.

You act as if
you have a choice.

Take my jewelry off.

Fair is
fair Madge.

You stole mine when
you betrayed me.

That's not true.

True or not it's what you feel.
It's what's in your mind.

Fear...and guilt...
and self loathing.

Oh, so pure...

so clean...

so powerful.

You brought everything
on yourself.

And what's mine is mi...

No!

You don't want to
fight me, Lord Roxton

not when there are so
many more pleasant things...

we could do,
you and I.

- What are you?
- Lonely.

After a thousand
years you would be too...

don't you think?

You go to hell.

I've been there
Lord Roxton...

and I'm not
going back.

Veronica...

I appeal to your
sense of reason.

Challenger's confused.

If I'm not who I say I am
then who else could I be?

I don't care if you're
Maple-White or Rumplestiltskin...

stop following us.

I know the way
off the plateau.

Then there's no reason for
you to stay, is there?

You're making
a mistake miss.

Would you like to
do something about it?

Not at the moment.

You mean not ever.

Come on Challenger
we're almost home.

Roxton!
Malone!

Marguerite!

- They've gone for a stroll.
- They what?

I know what you are.

You couldn't even begin
to imagine what I am.

I don't need to imagine.
Blood called you forth.

Lucky guess.

What was that Challenger?
You'll have to speak up.

Time to join your friends.

At last.

We've waited so long.

We're flesh again.

We're free.

And when we've withdrawn all the
life force from our benefactors...

We'll live again.

Come here beloved.

Let me show you what I could only
dream of for a thousand years.

There are two of them?

Adrienne Montclair
and William Maple-White.

Maple-White?

At least that's
who they claimed to be.

But I fear they're
ectoplasmic manifestations.

Ghosts?

In the vernacular yes.
At least some form of ghost.

How is it that a scientist
believes in ghosts?

After all we've
seen on this plateau?

But science tells us energy and
matter cannot arise out of nothing.

If these two ghosts...

have taken on physicality they
must have a source of energy.

Well it's us,
you and me.

That's why we feel this way.
They're taking our life from us.

How is that possible?

What if, after a thousand years,
two disembodied spirits,

who were once lovers,

forgot who they
were in life.

And they reached into your
minds and assumed the forms of...

two people never far
from your thoughts.

Two people whom we both
feel we may have wronged.

Adrienne and
Maple-White are...

reflections of a
guilty conscience?

Yes, and once they have drawn
out of us our life force...

- then they will be fully alive.
- And we'll be dead.

No, I won't let
that happen.

We have something
they want, so...

In sufficient quantities this is
an exceedingly fast acting poison.

I can almost see your
face the way it was.

Soon you will
remember everything.

Let's see if I can jog
your memory one more time.

- Ah
- What?

What's he done?

- Time to barter.
- He drank this.

You don't belong here.

And we are both prepared
to do whatever it takes...

- to make sure you leave.
- You're bluffing.

They die, you die.

Unless we give
them the antidote.

- What do you want from us?
- Let us leave the treehouse.

You can have it
Eat your heads off.

Leave us alone and let us
find a way off the plateau.

Agreed.

But before you leave you have
to give them the antidote.

Deal. Challenger told us
what to take, let's pack it up.

I'll get some clothes
for Marguerite.

Marguerite,

come on, come on...

drink it.

Challenger, Challenger...

drink, drink it.

- We're ready to go.
- So, so are we.

Go, go.

Now, just so you know,

if you decide to break your agreement
there's lots more poison...

but this is the last
of the antidote.

Such arrogance.
No wonder Madge hates you.

If we stay near them...

we'll soon grow enough life
to make our own lives eternal.

And Challenger
and Marguerite will die.

Oh no we'll do
better than that.

We'll hunt them down.
We'll kill them all.

Kill them all, yes.

- Marguerite and I can
make it from here. - What?

That wasn't part
of the plan.

It has to be.

What I am planning
may not work out.

We've all faced
death together before.

Not like this.

There is a metal running through the walls
of this cave that I have never seen before.

I believe it acts
like a Faraday Cage.

That's a wire cage that keeps
electrical emanations in.

Or out. Which is
why, I believe...

the spirits of the dead
persist in the cave

and why if any
of us die in there...

Our spirits will
be trapped forever.

Marguerite and I have
no choice in the matter.

But I can't ask the rest of
you to risk eternity for me.

Neither can I.

No, nonsense.
I can't let you...

Listen John, even I have
to admit there are...

questions of faith
beyond science.

It's a wise man who
understands the difference.

I wasn't asleep
the whole time.

Let's go Marguerite, before
the apparitions return.

For come back they will, and they
will fight for their existence...

- as shall we.
- No, we'll stop them.

No! You must let
them into the cave...

otherwise we'll
never be rid of them.

Challenger...

I can only hope this
crazy idea works.

If it doesn't...

never ever return
to this place.

Have I ever told you
how much I hate this plateau?

Not today
you haven't.

It doesn't matter where they die,
as long as we're beside them.

Your plan was to bring us back
here all along, wasn't it?

That's right,
Challenger's waiting.

Whatever clever little plan he's got
worked out it's far too late to stop us now.

Then go!

- Let me go!
- Roxton it's the only way.

Just let me go.
I'm fine.

No Roxton!

Come back here, you gutless
bastards! Come on take me!

- Roxton, no!
- Take my life instead!

No, no, let Challenger
take care of it!

No! Damn you!
Damn you both to hell.

I can feel pain,
we're almost there.

Our guilty friends
must be on their way.

What about
the guardians?

They're the spiritual equivalent
of watch dogs I think...

trained to recapture any spirits
let loose from this cave.

Remember what
Challenger said ...

it's a fight between science
and the supernatural.

There's nothing
you can do.

We need you
here Roxton.

They'll be back.

What happens if
this doesn't work?

Then we will have all
the time in the world...

to figure out
what went wrong.

There.

That really hurts.

I've seen drainage
groves like these before.

So have I.

Why sacrifice people in a place where
their spirits will be trapped forever?

Maybe it's not
a sacrifice.

What
an execution?

If those buried here
were brutal criminals...

beyond normal justice...

what harsher sentence than
that they should spend eternity...

contemplating
their own crimes.

With three relentless guards
to make sure they never escape.

They contacted us because
we spilt our blood here.

And this is how
we kill to live again...

through your blood.

I need a few seconds to
build up the static charge.

Your time is up.

See almost there.

Nice toy,

but it can't harm us.

Oh it's not my
intention to harm you.

It's my intention
that you face...

whatever final
judgment awaits us all.

Now Marguerite now!

We don't want
to be set free.

We want to live.

Challenger?

They're all being
released, all of them.

- Don't make us die again.
- Challenger!

He did it.

By god he did
it Challenger!

Challenger!

Do you want to
know where they went?

Who couldn't?

It's another of life's
science of mysteries.

Now that sounds like
the scientist talking.

No not at all ...

just another human being wondering
at the immensity of it all.

After all that's
all any of us are.

Whether we're a scientist,

a explorer, a journalist ...

or an international jewel thief
wanted on five continents.

Still, at the
end of the day,

even a king must
sometimes stand naked.

I never pictured you as
an everyman George.

You always seemed to have this
little air of elitism around you.

Well it's not the end
of the day yet is it?

Remember when I told you
how much I hated this plateau?

Which time?

Can I let you in on
a guilty little secret?

I have been known to have
a secret or two, myself.

Are you going to share
that with our friends?

- And ruin my reputation?
- oh, Marguerite,

you know I have heard a little
confession is good for the soul.

Yeah. So have I...
a very little.

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