All language subtitles for A.Discovery.of.Witches.S02E05

We are interested in a book in
the possession of Edward Kelley

And does this book
concern the Philosopher's stone?

Some of this information dates back
to the 13th Century

It's everything I know,
about the Book of Life.

There are witch trials
spreading all across here.

-The book might as well be on Mars.
-I must discharge my duties.

My father commands me
to return to Sept-Tours.

I will escort you to the beach in
Mont Saint-Michel, but no further.

My father died at
the hands of the French.

The journey will take months.

I'm the only one connected to the book.
You need me.

A witch? You spoke civilly to one,
I'd be concerned, but married?

I expect you to take me
at my word.

You think if we go,
you get your Matthew back.

I have wit enough to know
that he has never been that.

You know what I mean.

I am nothing without Diana!

And if you can't accept that,
then you are no friend of mine.

This could bring the whole
De Clairmont Dynasty

crashing to its knees.

Blood-rage is back.

The disease lives in our blood.

In 1,500 years,

Matthew has never mated.
It's forever.

On this moment,
we will always be one.

You are my beloved son
and you are now my daughter.

In this suitcase of clothes,
your mother added this. It's her ring

Philippe always puts
a coin in the wax.

I know seeing him again
will re-open old wounds,

and maybe it will heal them too.

Not before making them
worse, I assure you.

We have to tell someone
we're here?

They already know.

Philippe's men?

Seems he has sent
a welcoming party.

Are they friend or foe?

That's a complicated question.

He hasn't sent them
to protect us?

That is certainly
what he will claim.

Gallowglass, my father waits
for no man, say your farewells.

This is as far
as I can go with you.

-Thank you for getting us here.
-The pleasure is all mine.

I will travel ahead
to Krivolklat.

Rudolph's favorite palace
awaits me.

God willing,
I will meet you there.

Just follow the trail
of vanquished enemies

and satisfied women.

My lady.

Do not lose him.
Or yourself.

And when Philippe
asks after you?

Tell him I am my father's son.

Apologies, Sir.

My apologies.

But you should know by now
that I find mornings most objectionable.

Good Lord, man.
No manners?

Do you hear me, man?
It's daylight.

Take the whore back
to your lodgings.

Best not be here
when I come back

Kit?

Louisa!

What brings you to London?

A need to escape
the tedium of Venice mainly.

So, I came to see my brother,

but it seems Matthew
isn't at home.

Yes. He is away to France.

Summoned by our father,
no doubt.

And why aren't you with him?
Aren't you two joined at the hip?

Not these days.

It seems I am surplus
to requirements.

Come.
We have much to discuss.

-Mon seigneur, madame.
-Bonjour.

I take comfort knowing
the French revolution

is a mere two hundred years
from now.

If only the sexual revolution
was a little earlier.

Although I have to say.
I am looking forward

to seeing Ysabeau
in these times again.

Imagine she'd stand for it.

She won't be there.

As I recall, she spent most
of this year in Trier.

At the witch trials...

This is the woman who'll
accept me into her family

and give me
her cherished ring?

A lot can happen in 400 years.

A witch?

It must be
some sort of enchantment?

Surely it's the only way
Matthew would suffer a witch.

Seem that
he has been enchanted,

but by love

not sorcery.

And so it seems I am in London
without my brother to chaperone me.

How will I ever
amuse myself?

I have a notion.

I appreciate
the sentiment...

The sentiment has nothing
to do with it.

Well, this is unprecedented.

Broken,
and yet it still beats for him.

Does he know?

Oh, poor Kit.

Seems I have arrived too
late to save my brother

from the clutches of his witch.

But I'm just in time to save you
from melancholy.

What did you have in mind?

Where are we?

We are now
in the province of Anjou.

A region which refuses
to acknowledge

the Protestant King's claim.

As you know, these are
dangerous times, Diana.

Who's side is Phillipe on?

My father doesn't care

for the subtleties
of the Christian schism.

He's just trying to stop France
from being torn apart by it.

He's right to do that.

Thousands of people
who'd prefer to starve

than to bow
before a Protestant king.

Rather reasons that my father
thinks that humans

can't be trusted to sort out the mess
they find themselves in.

Well, history has proved him right
time and time again.

All the more reason for us
to be careful.

Thankfully, we have
an armed guard.

Well, our escort isn't
the fatherly gesture

of kindness and concern.

I thought they're here
to make sure we go straight

to Sept-Tours without
diversions or delays.

It isn't just that.

They're a reminder that
the closer I get to Phillipe,

the less freedom I have.

We must present ourselves
to him or our path to Bohemia

and the book will be blocked,
but I wish it wasn't so.

Your turn.

I'm not distracting you, am I?

Not in the slightest.

-Not in the slightest.
-Oi!

You're waking up the whole
of the Blackfriars!

What do you two think
you're up to?

Nothing that may concern you.
Move along.

It's my concern
that you're out past curfew.

So, you and your little whore
better make yourself scarce.

That's the second time
someone has called me a whore.

I don't like it.

Tell me, am I better company
than my brother?

Infinitely.

Good morning,

The weather has turned
for the worst

and we need to make up
good ground today.

Give me a minute.

I always underestimate
a warmblood's need for sleep,

not that you haven't earned it.

This is not an easy journey.

Especially, if you have to ride
side saddle.

Yeah, I noticed.

I'll make sure Pierre has some
hot food for you

before we set off, alright?

Thank you.

Well, there's one more thing
I'm afraid.

I love you entirely.

Now, off you get.

A scout reported soldiers in the area.

Ride ahead.

-We need to check for survivors.
-No, we need to keep moving.

The soldiers that did this
could be nearby.

Diana?

Diana?

Diana?

Ah, you decided
to join us again, have you?

I only closed my eyes
for a second.

It's my fault

I should have never put
you through this.

Wherever you go, I go.

Come. Let's get you by the fire.

Come and get warm.

That's it.

-Yeah.
-Oh.

You need your strength
for Sept-Tours.

You should get some sleep.
Best be rested for what is ahead.

You as well

I get it, Pierre.

No one can hide
the truth from Philippe.

No one.
No matter how hard they try.

I'm sorry.

It's just everything that
Matthew and I have been through,

all that we have endured,

I'll be damned
if I'm going to allow his stepfather

to be the one thing
that gets between us.

Surely he wants Matthew
to be happy.

To be with someone he loves.
Someone who loves him.

All I know is that Milord
will need you at Sept-Tours.

You must be his guiding light.

My Lord!

Let's get you to bed.

This journey

is so much harder than I ever
thought it would be.

Hmm. Yes.
I'm sorry.

I know it's just
as hard for you.

You know,
but no matter what,

I'm always yours.

And I am yours.

Then let me have you.

Not yet. Not now.

In time.

Something you'd like to say?

Nothing at all,
Mistress Roydon.

-Comfortable?
-Yes.

I believe this is
where I leave you, Milord.

-If that is still what you wish.
-Yes, it is.

Find us lodgings in Bohemia

and we'll be with you
as soon as we can.

Don't look at me like that.

Someone has to keep
an eye on Gallowglass.

I'm quite sure he will already
have got himself into trouble

by the time you arrive.

Mistress Roydon.

If we don't waste time,
we'll be at Sept-Tours by nightfall.

I wish I could prepare you
for whatever is about to happen.

Do not try and read Philippe.

I spent centuries with my father

and I could never tell
what he's thinking.

Ysabeau didn't exactly
welcome me with open arms.

Neither did I.

It's you I'm worried about.

I can see how hard
this has been.

When we lose someone we love
we'd give anything

to have them back,
even just a moment.

But the reality of that
is quite different.

Yes.
I've lost so many people.

I've always found a place
for them in my heart.

But it's the wound
that never heals.

And when I see Phillipe again,
that wound will get ripped open.

-Leave us.
-Thank you, sir.

It seemed so empty
last time we were here.

Even when it echoes with
voices, it can still feel lonely

Matthew.

Explain yourself.

Well?

I'm here.

As commanded.

And that is your explanation?

I'm sure your spies have told you
everything else you need to know.

You should have told me
yourself about your witch.

-Diana.
-And yet she is still a witch.

I'm not just a witch.
I'm a weaver.

Do you think
I am impressed by that?

There is nothing new
under the sun

for me.

I have lived a long life.

I've seen things that you've
only read about in history books.

Really? I've seen things that aren't
even in the history books...

-Diana.
-...yet.

No.

Yes.

Ah, yes, I see.

Hmm.

Hubbard told me
that you are a changed man.

So, Hubbard was your informant?

Yes, not that I should have
to rely on a messianic fanatic

for news on one's own family.

And yet...

...he only told me half the story.

You seem...

You seem out of place...

Matthew.

You're a time-walker

and you've come to
this time for a reason.

We were in serious danger.

So? You're a weaver.

-You have great power.
-That's what people keep telling me.

I was spellbound as a child.

I needed to find a teacher,
one I couldn't find in my own time.

Hmm. Complication
upon complication.

I do not disagree with you.

If I can offer any clarity
it is this...

I love Matthew
and he loves me.

Please don't doubt
my feelings for Diana.

Surely you are the one
with doubts.

If this relationship
truly meant something to you...

Please don't!

...you would have
consummated it

by now.

Did you really expect me
not to know?

You both have
very distinct scents.

And as you know,
if you were mated...

That's enough.

You're tired.

Your rooms should be ready.

I do hope you don't
expect to share a bed?

He knew before I even
opened my mouth. Didn't he?

-And you lied to me.
-It wasn't a lie.

As far as I'm concerned,
we are mated.

-Everything I do is to protect you.
-I don't need your protection!

I knew there was something.

You are all that I could ever want.

Then why
are you holding back?

-It's complicated.
-Is it?

Oh, your father
doesn't seem to think so.

Or maybe you should bed him!

Get out!

I will not insult you by pretending
I did not hear all that.

I assume that was
the desired effect.

Of what?

Of your unwelcome intervention
into my relationship with Diana!

Unwelcome? Perhaps.

Necessary?
Without question.

How long do you think it would have
been before your lie was discovered?

I have never lied to her!

The sin of omission, Matthew.

And you are still sinning.

That's between myself and Diana.

If only that were true.

When did you last feed?

What?

Well, it's a long journey,

probably had
little opportunity to hunt.

Are you actually asking me
if I'm eating enough?

Am I not allowed
to be concerned

for my son?

Oh, I see.

What do you think you see?

There is a schism

between us in your time.

Don't.

You bear ill will towards
something I am yet to do?

Ah, and the matter is closed.

On the proviso that,
in the morning, you hunt,

you feed.

As you wish.

Good morning, Milady.

-If you are ready?
-No, I'm not ready.

Excuse me?

I'm not ready to get dressed.
I'll do it myself.

You're excused.

Ugh, fine.

Good morning.
I trust you slept well.

Yes.

The bed was perfectly adequate.

If a little empty?

Have you spoken to Matthew
this morning?

I believe he's in the stables
as he plans to hunt today.

I don't think
they've ridden out yet.

Would you like me
to show you the way?

No, thank you.

I'm not sure I'm ready
to talk to him just yet.

Oh, my fault, I'm afraid.

I do hope you understand why I couldn't
allow you to share your bed with him.

Your home, your rules.

Quite right.

Oh, and...
On that matter...

In my wife's absence you are the
highest-ranking woman in Sept-Tours.

-So these are yours.
-And what do they open?

The food store,
the bakehouse, the laundry...

Ah!

I won't be here long enough
to take charge of your domestic matters.

Oh, I had hoped that

you would accept these
as a gesture.

As mark of my respect.

Which one opens the library?

Oh, we do not lock up
books in this house.

Reading seldom leads
to bad behavior.

Oh, you'd be surprised.

Please.

Take anything you like.

I'll leave you to your reading.

Shh!

A witch?
Haven't we enough?

He was most insistent.

Monsieur Andre Champier, Milord.

Thank you for seeing me,
Sir Philippe.

I need to speak to you
on a matter of some urgency.

You're fortunate
my wife isn't at home.

You would've encountered
a far different reception.

My apologies for the intrusion.

A matter of
some urgency has arisen.

Allow me to introduce
Monsieur Andre Champier.

Monsieur Champier claims that

he was summoned here by you.

I sensed a great power.
It seems I was right.

-He asked to see you immediately.
-And you immediately obliged?

It's not for me to interfere
in the business of witches.

And you say she has no recollection
whatsoever of her past?

No.

I was most fortunate
my son found her when he did.

-That's not true.
-Please, I'm here to help.

-I don't need help.
-Fear not.

There are ways to unlock
painful memories.

There are deep wounds here.

-Who has been feeding from you?
-Nobody.

-Traitor.
-No.

-You are the traitor!
-We shall see.

-What is this?
-Nothing.

Sir Philippe, I'm afraid you
have a traitor in your house.

-No!
-A traitor who keeps secrets.

But they are secrets
I can easily extract.

This woman is not
who she pretends.

Your potential is
of great interest to me.

You will thank me, my dear.

I will remove
all that haunts you.

What are you talking about?

Your memories.
Give them to me.

They're mine!

Just let me in.

Why... Why are you doing this?

Free yourself.

That's it.
Just a little further.

A little deeper. Yes!

No!

I said no!

Diana. Enough!

This minor's life, why?

Lives will be lost
because of your union.

She knows too many
of our secrets.

And I do not take risks
with my family.

There's something wrong
with the witches.

Something strange is happening.

Whatever it is, it's focused here,

in this room.

I need to know that
Matthew and Diana are safe.

This map,
do you know what it is?

It is names of witches
and placement of covens.

Madame de Clermont relies on these
maps to guide her witch hunts.

This is why we can
never be truly mated.

Do you really think that I
would ever walk away from you?