All language subtitles for Allan Quatermain And The Temple Of Skulls (2008)1080p

Nothing here.

Keep looking.

Give it to me.

Spanish?

Portuguese.

Fifty-fifty?

[chanting]

[call and response chanting]

That must be him.

Certainly has a limp.

They say it was a lion.

It's 9 a.m. and he's
heading for the pub.

Probably break his leg
tripping while intoxicated.

Now, now, Lady Anna.

He has a sterling
reputation.

Reputation for what?

I've got a plan.

Take this to the car.

[sighs]

I'll have one as well.

No, Mr. Quatermain.
Allow me.

A tip.

And for you, ma'am?

I'll have a whiskey
on the rocks.

Thank you.

To the Queen.

[clears throat]
Um, to a cold beer
and fast women.

Mr. Quatermain,
a year ago at this time,

I believe you were at a place
called Bamangwato.

Just north of the Transvaal.

You were trading there.

Did you happen to meet
a man called Neville?

He's lost.

Sorry about your friend.

Thanks for the beer.

Sir, do you have
no manners?

No.

Mr. Quatermain.

Mr. Quatermain.

Mr. Quatermain, please.

Listen. He wrote me.

He mentioned that after you
sold him some oxen,

you took him
to the outskirts
of Bamangwato.

That was my final
correspondence with him.

It's been 16 weeks
since I heard from him.

Well, Allan,
aren't you gonna help him?

He's lost his pen pal.

Well?
I don't know him.

Really? I fancied you did.

Sorry.
Sir Henry Curtis. I--

I really don't care.

Allan.

Mr. Quatermain, but--

You certainly charmed
the socks off of him,

didn't you, Sir Henry?

There are many ways
to win a battle.

You seem to have had
second thoughts,

Mr. Quatermain.

Let's just do this.

Politics is
a dangerous game.

Let's leave politics
out of it.

You seem to have the
South African National Party

confused with the Nazi Party.

I'm not confused.

The map?

The money.

10,000 pounds.

What's this?

This is half a map.

Where's the rest?

This is the only map,
Ainsley.

It'll get you far enough.

But not to the treasure.
This is not the deal.

The lion
I killed this morning

weighed considerably
more than you.

Aah!

[exhales]

[panting]

I'm so hot.

Is there any water?

Lady,

there's water there
on the bar place.

[exhales]

I think I'm dehydrated.

I can't bear
this African sun.

My money.

My map.

That's the map Neville
was talking about.

To King Solomon's treasure.

That's Neville's map?
Not exactly.

Then that Quatermain knows
where Neville is.

Lady Anna,
keep still.

Lady Anna.

Quatermain,

you're a liar
and a thief.

[Ainsley laughs]

Sorry for the interruption.

No problem.
Aah!

[yelps]

Get back.

Just-- Just stay back.

All right?

I'll shoot.

Can't do it.

[gunshot]

All right, see?

There.

So we're just gonna--

We're gonna walk out.

All right?

In here.

Come on.

If you're gonna shoot
at Hartford, don't miss.

[Quatermain]
Get behind the wagon.

Give that to me.

Run. I'll cover you. Run.
[gunshots]

Get behind the wagon.

Damn it. Damn it.

Damn it.

God.

You'll be safe here.

Hold on. Hold on,
Mr. Quatermain.

Look, I've been reading
about your exploits
for some time,

and believe me, you've
gathered some acclaim.

But no matter what
transpired here today,
we're your friends.

Well, friend, I've got
a train to catch.

Anna, you have to
go after him.

Here.

Well, what about you, Hens?

Don't worry about me.

I'll improvise.

Go on. Come on.

[speaking foreign language]

Hi.

Can I have a ticket
to where the gentleman
went, please?

Thanks.

Is this seat taken?

Yes, it is.

I don't see anyone.

Who is sitting here?

Anyone but you.

I think we got off
on the wrong foot.

You're a businessman.

You came to this town
to do business.

Sir Henry and I have
a proposition for--

This is a two-hour
train ride.

Are you going to shut up,

or do I need to send you
to the other car?

I don't know
why I wasted my time.

Well, why don't you sit
and think about it?

Maybe it'll come to you.

Well, that was
pretty childish, wasn't it?

What do you want from me?

Clearly
you need the money.

Why won't you go
on this trip with us?

This has got nothing
to do with money.

You're totally
out of your depth here.

I will decide
if I'm out of my depth.

On expeditions like this,
people don't survive.

Are you
prepared for that?

Yes.

Good day, gentlemen.

Stay back.

[gunshots]

We have to go now.
What, now?

Roll when you hit.
[squeals]

Oh, yuck.

I don't know whether
to thank you or slap you.

Why don't you
decide later?

Great.

[engine approaching]

Need a lift?

Sir Henry.

You never
cease to amaze me.

Hop in.

Settled?

♪♪ [Woman singing
in native language]

We can wait here.

I've organized a carriage.

Can I see it?

I was right, wasn't I?

This is the map.

This is the map
to King Solomon's treasure.

No.

No.

There exists no map
to King Solomon's treasure.

Then it's a forgery?
And you were selling a--

No. This map was indeed
penned by José Silvestres.

But?

The treasure doesn't exist.

It's a fantasy. A myth.

Many good men
have died in pursuit
of storybook riches.

And my brother,
who went searching for--

Is a fool.

Is he?

Is he a fool,
Mr. Quatermain?

It was sent
in the last parcel
from my brother.

You're a hunter
and expert tracker.

We need your services,

and I will
pay you handsomely.

This isn't
about your brother, is it?

Take the treasure.

If we find it, it's yours,
the whole lot,

if that's what we need
to secure your involvement.

For the map and myself,
it'll be 30,000.

But you agreed to sell it
to that Hartford character
for 10,000.

Well, then,
let's make it 40,000.

20,000 up front, today.

Done.

Mr. Quatermain, um,
just to make clear,

if there's anything to make
this journey more suitable--

planes or artillery--
consider it done.

Henry has unlimited
funds at home.

Where we're going,
money has no value.

Freshen up, pack light.
We leave in an hour.

Aren't we having porters?

Umbopa, some tea.

Umbopa, please forward
this to my son.

I'll be back
in five weeks' time.

In the event
that I don't return,

I want you to forward this
to him as well.

Mr. Quatermain,
you are talking nonsense.

You will be able to send it
yourself when you come back.

In the event
that I do not return.

Bit feminine,
don't you think?

[laughs]

He had a wife once.

What happened?

Died a few years back.

Some sort of fever, I think.

Anna.

Have some restraint.

This must be his wife.

And his son.

Sad.

[clears throat]

Would you like
something to drink?

Sir Henry?

I'm fine. Thank you.

Mrs. Heresford?

Lady Heresford.

No, thanks.

Thank you.

Put it back.

Right. I'll check
on the luggage, shall I?

Now remember. If you
don't hear from me
in five weeks' time,

I want you
to leave this place.

Take whatever you desire
and go back to your homeland.

You know
I prefer to go with you.

No.

You are following the map.

I need to go there.

No good will come
from following this map.

I will be of great help
to you, Mr. Quatermain.

Please, let me come.

I know that you could--

Don't forget
to post the letter.

Umbopa, is it?

How long have you worked
for Mr. Quatermain?

Seven years.

And before that?

I've worked many places.

I can't quite
place your accent.

Is it-- Is it Zulu?
No.

Or Xhosa?
No.

Is it Swazi?
No.

Shingani, perhaps?

No.

Where exactly are you from?

I'm from many places.

[car door shuts]

Come on, this way.

Go on. Go. Inside.

Get out. We have to go. Now.

I can't.

[gunshots]

Get out.

Throw me a towel or something.

Great.

[gunshots]

[gunshots]

Picked a fine time
to take a bath.

I didn't know there was going
to be people shooting, did I?

You've got ten seconds,
and then we're leaving.

[gunshots]

Throw me a robe or something.

Run.

[gunshots]

They're Hartford's men.

There'll be more coming.

Come on.

[Henry]
You know, the queer thing
about King Solomon

is that he was
from North Africa.

How do you suppose
the treasure came
all the way down here,

so far away
from Jerusalem?

[Anna]
Solomon was the second son
of King David.

The first son, Adonijah,
was passed over.

When Solomon was crowned king,
Adonijah led a revolt.

In fear he would take over,

Solomon hid the treasure

and promised to return it

if Adonijah would
prove himself a worthy man.

Mr. Quatermain,
how is it--

how is it
that you've obtained
the map, then?

My wife and I bought it
on our honeymoon,

15 years ago.

Marie was French.

She had spent
many years in Egypt.

She knew the story well.

She was hoping to find
King Solomon's treasure
with Mr. Quatermain.

I heard her tell the story
to your son.

Who is this
Ainsley Hartford?

He's a
despicable man,

a man who would
sell South Africa to
the highest bidder.

Yes.
He's an ivory dealer,

dealing in black market
animals--

rhino horns,
elephant tusks,
gorilla feet.

I guess you run
into all sorts

of nefarious characters
in the jungle.

I suppose.

Do you always approach
your expeditions

with such a disgusting
amount of cynicism?

Yes.

What is a cynic?

A man who knows
the price of everything

and the value of nothing.
Do you know who said that?

Oscar Wilde.

Do you like the classics,
Mr. Quatermain?

I love them.

Emerson, Thoreau.

I'm quite the reader
myself.

Hello.

Ainsley.
You're hot on the trail

with my map.

Funny.

I don't recall
that transaction
being completed.

Memory is an odd thing.

Let us pass.

Get that boy
out of my face, Allan.

This is between us men.

I am Sir Henry Curtis.

That is the second
and last time I will
introduce myself.

I am the founder
of this expedition,

and I suggest
you let us pass.

I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I--

I'm sorry. Let's stop
all of this...

violence.

I mean, none of you are going
to come out of this alive.

Isn't that so, Quatermain?

Soon you'll be
crossing into territory

where you
and your little party
will be overwhelmed.

Swallowed by forces
you can't even imagine.

And Quatermain knows this.

That's why he sent your fee
to his son in London.

Is that true, Quatermain?

Now, this is a small country,
and I have eyes everywhere.

Now what I propose is this.

I'll give you
proper protection.

You can't make it alone,
not without support.

I'll get rid of the henchmen,

and I'll join you
and your party,

and at the end,
we can share the spoils.

Now, that's my best offer.

I'm not giving you the map.

Then you'll all die.

Death comes to us all.

It's up to us
to decide how we meet it.

[buzzing]

Well, it seems it's coming
nearer than you think.

[buzzing continues]

[groans]

[buzzing fades]

[no audible dialogue]

We have to get this off.

[groans]

[gasps]
Where does it hurt?

Right there.
It's really swollen.

I can hardly move it.

It's not broken.

Might have twisted it.

How much further?

Three days.

Here. Take this.

It will make you
feel better.
It's medicine.

It'll help ease the pain.

Come on.

I feel much better.

Come on. Let's go.

Sheba's Breasts.

This is as far
as Neville's map goes.

The rest of the map
goes between them.

Let's hurry up. We want to get
there before night falls.

I can't imagine Neville
making it this far.

You must keep
your spirits high, Anna.

Neville would never
have given up.

Come on.

Come on.

Let's set up camp
here for the night.

We need
to collect firewood.

Quatermain.

Tell me, why did you
accept this assignment?

You must have some hope
that there's treasure.

Got that wrong.

Then why are you here?

The pay's good.

Man can't survive
on air alone.

Besides, I need
to support my son.

Ah, yes. Your son.

Such the devoted father,

spending so much time
with the lad.

Come with me.

You've had it in for me
from day 1.

What have I ever
done to you?
Nothing.

What's wrong with you?

I don't get you.

Why do you
have to get me?

You're mean,
irascible, arrogant--

Well, you're quite
a bundle of joy yourself.

I just want to find
my brother.

That's the first
honest thing you've said
since we've been out here.

Keep it up.

You really don't think
the map's gonna lead us
anywhere, do you?

Let's hope it leads us
to your brother.

That's odd.

Somebody's already collected
firewood here.

[speaking native language]

Sir Henry, no.

[speaking native language]

♪♪ [drumming]

♪♪ [drumming, chanting]

♪♪ [singing in
native language]

[ululating]

♪♪ [drumming continues]

♪♪ [singing continues]

[ululating]

[ululating]

♪♪ [singing continues]

[speaking native language]

Don't look.

Don't look!

[crunch, squish]

[laughs]

[speaking native language]

[speaking native language]
[Men speaking native language]

[speaking native language]

[speaking native language

Allan.

Allan.

Allan.

Sir Henry.

Ah.

Ah.

What deal have you made
with them, Hartford?

The only deal
they could afford.

The South African
National Party

has disbanded all tribes
in South Africa.

I simply made a deal
to leave them alone

in exchange

for the treasure.

[speaking native language]

Lady Anna.

[speaking native language]
[Men speaking native language]

Mr. Quatermain?

Neville.

Henry.

Henry?

Henry, is it really you?

I can't believe--

[Henry]
So glad to see you.

How long have you been here?

I don't know.

I stopped counting
after two weeks here.

I don't know anymore.

Days got longer.
I stopped. I tried--

Here. Eat something.

You must be starving. Heh.

The food here
is terrible.

[laughing]

What happened to the rest
of your party?

We were captured.

We were split up into
different parts of the camp.

Some of them died
trying to escape.

The others...

take them at night.

I guess I was the lucky one.

Yes.

Yes, you were, Neville.

Never found the treasure.

I went as far
as I could. I--

It doesn't matter.

None of that matters.

And Anna?

How is she?

[speaking native language]

What's he saying?

He wants to buy you.

I'm not for sale.

[speaking
native language]

[speaking
native language]

...16.

16 what?

16 cows, Lady Anna.

That's ridiculous.

[speaking
native language]

[speaking
native language]

...24.

Listen to me.
I'm from England.

You can't buy me. He's
a crook. He doesn't own me.

He's trying to-- Aah!

[speaking
native language]

[speaking
native language]

...50.

[speaking native language]

[speaking native language]

[call and response
in native language]

♪♪ [chanting continues]

♪ Soldiers from
the mountains teeming ♪

♪♪ [chanting continues]

♪ With their spears
and lances gleaming ♪

♪ Come to follow thee ♪

[Henry joins]
♪ Hear the trumpet sounding ♪

♪ While the steeds
are pounding ♪

♪ On the gale
from hill and dale ♪

♪ The war cry is resounding ♪

[Allan joins]
♪ Warriors famed
in song and story ♪

♪ Coming from
the mountains hoary ♪

♪ Rushing to the fields
of glory ♪

♪ Eager for the fray ♪

Okay.

[gunshot]
[Women scream]

[screaming continues]

I am the king.

[screaming]

[speaking
native language]

We're on the right track.

That's Ashtoreth,
the goddess of the Zidonians.

Chemosh,
the god of the Moabites.

And Milcom, the god
of the children of the Ammon.

Then that's the entrance
to the cave.

Hartford's taken
Lady Anna there.

[Anna grunts]

We're nearly there,
Lady Anna.

Nearly there.

It's not far now.

Watch your backs.

What now?

It's this way.

[grunts]

Please.

Now remember, Lady Anna,

the more you struggle,
the more it will hurt!

Oh! Please.

This way, Lady Anna.

[gunshot]

Give it up, Quatermain.

I claim this treasure

on behalf of
the National Party!

I don't care
about the treasure.

Just give me the girl.

Now, I don't think you're
in a position to negotiate,

do you, Allan?

Back off.

Give me the girl.
That's all I want.

Well, you can't always
have what you want.

[gunshot]

No!

[grunting]

[choking]

[earth cracking]

[rumbling]

[crunch, squish]

No.

Yes.

You-- You came for me.

[rumbling in distance]

We have to go.

Now.

[small rocks falling]

Now.

[rocks crashing]

Move. Be careful.

Come on.

[rumbling continues]

Be careful.

Stick to the sides.

Come on.

♪♪ [drumming]

♪♪ [singing
in native language]

[ululating]

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