All language subtitles for Gargoyles - S02 E11 - City of Stone, Part 3 (480p - DVDRip)

(Goliath) One thousand years
ago, superstition and the sword ruled.

It was a time of darkness.
It was a world of fear.

It was the age of gargoyles.

Stone by day, warriors by night.

We were betrayed by the
humans we had sworn to protect,

frozen in stone by a magic
spell for a thousand years.

Now, here in Manhattan...

the spell is broken,
and we live again!

We are defenders of the night.

We are gargoyles-.

Previously on "Gargoyles":

Care to try again, monster?

Lord and Lady Macbeth.

(cheering)

There will always
be a Hunter, my son.

And there will
always be the hunted.

I will not let him win.

We bring word of the Hunter.

Demona!

The Hunter! How many
times must I destroy you?

Agh! It's you.

Xanatos.

Do you want
vengeance or a solution?

This is bigger than anything
either of us has ever faced.

Truce?

Agreed.

Turn on the TV.
We got big problems.

Demands... Huh'?

Two seconds ago it was sunset.

Now it's dawn. And
where is everybody?

(cracking)

Demona's going to turn
everyone to stone. We must...

- Ah. Good morning.
- Are you aware of what's happened?

It's fairly easy to deduce. You
stopped the broadcast, I presume?

With a little help
from my friends.

Goliath has agreed
to work with us.

I suggest searching the Grimorum
Arcanorum. There may be a counterspell...

Would finding one help? None
of us are practicing sorcerers,

and I'm told mixing magics
is dangerous anyway.

- Then perhaps a scientific cure.
- Perhaps.

What was the exact
translation of Demona's spell?

"A|| who see this, all who hear this,
turn to stone throughout the night."

"Until the skies burn."

Then we'll just have
to set the sky ablaze.

I suggest we hurry. There's
only 12 hours until sunset.

Now that the mysterious broadcast
has ceased, we are back on the air.

But the big question in the Big
Apple is, what happened last night?

And why doesn't anyone,
including this reporter, remember?

I can tell you what
happened. I saw it all.

- Let her through, let her through.
- We seem to have an eyewitness here.

Everyone was turned to
stone, like a bunch of statues.

And why didn't
you turn to stone?

Because I never
watch television.

Right, well... Thanks very much.

Obviously, these events have taken the
heaviest toll on the most fragile among us.

Now back to the studio for an
expert report on mass hypnosis.

All these centuries of pursuit and
she's slipped from my grasp again.

(laughter)

- Mind you don't fall, Canmore.
- Have no fear. The prince will be safe.

My boy Luach knows these hills
as well as he knows Castle Moray.

- They'll take care of each other.
- They do seem to get along.

They're cousins.
They should be friends.

Yes, well...

Some cousins are not that close.

Agh!

Hold on.

Macbeth.

You saved my life.

I'm sure you would have
done as much for me.

This dispels any doubts about
your loyalty to me and to the crown.

What is it?

Gargoyles?!

(gasps)

My lord! I beg you, spare them.

There was a time when humans
and gargoyles fought side by side.

This one and I have
a similar history.

As you wish. We
owe you our life.

We will grant them
theirs, for your sake.

We only hope that we do not
come to regret your counsel.

I tire of this outing.

- Canmore, we're leaving.
- Must we go back so soon?

Curse this fog. We'll lose
our way if it doesn't lift.

(howling)

(gasps)

Double, double,
toil and trouble.

Fire burn and cauldron bubble.

All hail Duncan, king of Scotland,
father of the king hereafter.

All hail Macbeth, king of Scotland,
and father of the king hereafter.

You speak treason, old crone!

You are but half
right, good mothers.

Duncan is the right
and proper king.

King now he is, but each
of you shall in turn be king.

I say thee nay, Weird Sisters.

Prince Canmore is destined
to be king after Duncan.

You would lecture us on fate?

My king, we must not take seriously
the ravings of three old bedlams.

You speak wisely,
Macbeth. It's utter nonsense.

Of no consequence.

If Macbeth counts on
the gargoyles' aid in the

coming battle, he'll
find it a futile hope.

Perhaps this is business better
conducted at dawn, my liege.

I found them here this morning.
Tomorrow we might not be so lucky.

(mars)

(yens)

This cave will be your tomb.

Take to the air. Quickly!

(yens)

- We must find another lair.
- The hunting there was good.

Yes, but we are still the prey.

I weary of this fugitive life.

But tired or nay, there's no one
else to lead the last of our kind.

Had I but the strength of my youth,
I'd give the humans cause to run.

There must be a way.

Those Weird Sisters who told me of the
Hunter appear and disappear like the wind.

Perhaps they can help.

- You have news for me, Bodhe?
- King Duncan's army moves against you.

But why? I saved his life.

He must have some
reason to fear you.

Well... If it's a
fight he wants...

Be reasonable. Your retainers are
loyal, but no match for Duncan's forces.

The clan will be at his mercy.

But if you surrender now,

Duncan might agree to spare
my daughter and grandson.

Perhaps you're right.

We thought to lighten your stern
discourse with this sweet fare.

Always remember, I love you.

Husband? What is wrong?

Mind your mother always.

Macbeth, tell me
what is going on.

Oh, it's nothing. I go to
see my cousin, the king.

Gruoch, be of good cheer, hm?

The journey will be brief.

(whinnies)

YOu!

- You are the answer.
- I am uninterested in the question.

Wait! Don't you remember me?

Together, we
defeated the Hunter.

That is the only reason I do
not crush you where you stand.

I need your help again.

I have my own problems.

The Hunter still seeks my death.

There is great evil abroad.

I beg you, help
me defend my clan.

And what about my clan?

Help me now, and I swear
to keep them forever safe.

You sing an old song. How
do I know you'll keep your word?

This is more than chance.

This bargain calls for
an act of good faith.

Bargain?

We have no bargain.

What do you desire?

My youth restored,

so that I may continue
to lead my clan.

And what would you be willing
to trade, Macbeth of Moray?

Anything, to save my family.

The bones are cast.

Let us begin.

Across the miss
of space and time,

we pose this covenant sublime.

Macbeth his youth
doth offer here,

to make this one
a force to fear.

While she, with fang
and claw and wing,

doth swear sweet
death his foes to bring.

(all) By their acceptance
are they consigned,

unto each other's fate resigned,

forever and eternal bound,

and each the
other's pain resound.

The pact is made.
Our work is done.

Make haste! The storm is coming.

And know this...

When Duncan spoke, Gillecomgain
was quick to do his bidding.

Duncan ordered
your father's murder.

What?!

- Our forces are in place.
- It will begin soon.

I hope you have not made
a bad bargain, husband.

(howling)

It's time, Macbeth.

Take Gruoch and Luach
behind the lines to safety.

Come along, laddie.

Fight bravely, my love.

It's the only way I know how.

(yelling)

You fight like a demon.

(gasps)

(mars)

(yens)

Time for a little
family reunion, cousin.

No!

This I must do.

You brought this
on yourself, coz.

I was loyal.

You have a strange
way of showing it.

(smnfins/yellinq)

Treacherous human.

Now it ends, usurper.

Aaaargh!

The Hunter's mask.

Aye.

So the battle is truly
over for both of us.

Macbeth! The night is won!

(cheering)

Hail Macbeth, king of Scotland.

(cheering)

Where are your manners, boy?

It is customary to
bow to your king.

If my father is dead, then I am
king, and you should bow to me!

He will be trouble.
Slay him now.

No. I will have no more
blood on my hands.

Canmore, I will spare your life,

but you are henceforth
banished to England.

Perhaps your relatives
there will welcome you.

You are the cause of all
this! You... you monster!

Macbeth has
spared your life, boy.

Don't throw it away.

And as high king, I swear
by the Stone of Destiny,

to protect Scotland and to
serve her people all my days.

Let this mark the
beginning of a golden age

between all our clans,
both human and gargoyle.

- Humans will learn to respect you.
- I would rather they feared me.

They'll do that too... Demona.

Demona?

I like the sound of that.

I hereby declare Demona
my primary adviser.

(cheering)

(lively music)

(man) A whole night.
I've lost a whole night.

Someone, tell me,
please. What happened?

Don't worry, sir.
We're here to help.

(woman) What's going on? If
someone would just explain...

The FCC's tracked the
broadcast to Pack Media Studios.

Officers on the scene have
reported signs of conflict, but no leads.

- Any thoughts, Maza?
- No good ones.

We'd best hurry.
It's nearly sunset.

The packs for you and the
gargoyles need preparing.

(alarm)

Ah, the charming Detective Maza.

Demona's broadcast
originated at Pack Media Studios.

You own it, so, as
usual, this is your fault.

Mr. Xanatos is
trying to fix things.

What are you doing to help?

That's one way to
settle an argument.

- Perfect timing.
- What is Elisa doing here?

- She doesn't look happy.
- Owen can have that effect on people.

- Why have you brought out your robots?
- They're an integral part of the plan.

The spell is designed to
end when the sky burns.

- And you can make that happen?
- We can.

We'll fly over the city
carrying these packs.

They've been rigged to
dispense a hypergolic gas.

At a preset time, the packs will
detonate and the gas will ignite.

I'll lose all my robots,
but I can afford it.

For ten seconds, the sky
will appear to be on fire.

Hopefully, that
will break the spell.

(BTOHX growls)

That tapestry's from the 12th
century. Quite rare and valuable.

Go lie down, Bronx.
We'll be back soon, I hope.

And are we to be
sacrificed with the robots?

Of course not. You'll
have 25 minutes.

Just make sure you're out of the upper
atmosphere before the time runs out.

Very well.

This has to work.

There are secrets about this
castle even you don't know, Xanatos.

So nice of him to leave
this computer online.

That will make it
easy to spoil his plans.

But first, I'll take care of
some unfinished business.

I thought I'd rid myself
of you long ago, human.

Fortunately, that
mistake is easily rectified.