All language subtitles for A.Discovery.of.Witches.S02E03

-They reckon you're a witch.
-But you're not afraid.

You are a weaver,
a maker of spells.

A word of caution: no one in London
should be trusted with knowledge of you.

Are the witches turning against
Her Majesty, Master Caldwell?

No. They're loyal.

Andrew Hubbard is a vampire
who rules over the city of London.

Tom Caldwell has been caught
in Cecil's web.

Any influence I may have won't be
spent protecting your interests.

Or should I ask Philippe de Clermont
for assistance?

You killed a man of mercy.

If I was truly merciful, he would be
rowing himself down the Thames.

He was innocent.

There was no path where Tom survived
and I could keep you safe.

Put this into the hand
of Philippe de Clermont.

Perhaps you had reason
to support the witches.

My loyalty and devotion
to the Queen are steadfast.

I advise you to remember
the punishment for traitors,

human or creature.

They'll be here
to pick him up any minute.

You were right to call me.
You'll send me the postmortem?

-Sure.
-Make sure you do.

Our Father,

who art in heaven,

hallowed be Thy name,

Thy kingdom come,
Thy will be done,

on Earth as it is in Heaven.

Tom was an innocent
child of God.

Master Caldwell's death
was not my intention.

I laid him to rest
with my own hands.

No human strength could have
snapped his neck so cleanly.

Cecil had determined his guilt.
I wished

to spare him
from any further pain.

I have asked
for God's forgiveness.

I am here...

I am here to ask for yours.

Matthew de Clairmont
has come to beg.

His death truly weighs on you.

-Your witch has changed you.
-She has nothing to do with this.

I doubt that very much.

If you let this matter rest,

I will inform my father
of your magnanimity.

Philippe's gratitude
is a rare currency.

I will consider

your plea.

Don't you like eels?

I like watching you eat them.

I'm sorry I'm not helping
his table manners.

From the Countess of Pembroke.

Thank you.

Conducting experiments
is much more thrilling

than reading about them.

Henry tells me you are searching
for an old chemical book.

Yes.
It's proving illusive.

Now add the aqua fortis.

Perhaps the Queen's astrologer
can assist.

His library is remarkable.
I've read many a book.

Thought John Dee had gone
to the continent.

He has returned
and is looking for patronage.

Mention my name.

-Dr. Dee can be amenable.
-It seems so.

-Master Roydon.
-Dr. Dee, may I present my wife, Diana.

She's a friend
of the Countess of Pembroke

and shares her love of alchemy.

Well, any friend of the Countess
is most welcome.

Thank you.

I've heard so much about
your great collection, Dr. Dee.

My, new scryer,
Robert Ainslie.

Forgive our disorder,
we are overwhelmed with work.

My previous scryer abandoned me

in Bohemia.

Edward Kelly.

Yes, a man of great talent,
but unsteady temperament.

Sigillum Dei.

The designs dictated
by the angels, Mistress Roydon,

to aid me conversations
with them.

I'm going to have a hell of a time
getting you out of here.

Dr. Dee, might I browse
your collection?

Well, as you wish.

It's my understanding, Doctor,

that you had a recent visit
from the Queen

bestowed upon you.

Was she in excellent humor?

You seek a specific text?

An old book of alchemy

written in an unknown language.

What do you of its provenance?

Very little.

May have belonged
to the magician Roger Bacon.

Dr. Dee does have such a book.

Acquired from Emperor Rudolf.

May I see it?

You can decipher the text?

No. No. My interest is...

...scholarly.

Unfortunately,
this is not the book you seek.

I discovered it in my boxes
on return from Bohemia.

But a treasured book
was missing.

I believe Edward replaced it.

Tell me about the missing book.

It was a rare text,
larger than this one.

It contained many mysteries

which Edward could understand
with divine assistance.

Sir Kelly's remained in Bohemia?

Rudolf took great interest
in both him and this book.

Edward said it contained
a secret method

for obtaining immortality.

Well, perhaps I could help.

If you'll permit me to take this,

I can try to put it back
to where it belongs.

and return your book to you.

I would be forever in your debt.

I'll have my assistant
wrap it for you, sir.

Well done.

It must be Ashmole 782.

-Yes.
-But how do we get it?

Your guess is as good as mine.

Shh, shh, shh.
Jack, Jack, Jack, I'm here.

It's all right.

What was it this time?
Can you tell me?

- Same as always.
- The tall man.

But what if it comes back?

Well, then
I will chase him away.

You're a part of our family now.
You are safe from monsters here.

I'll just be upstairs.

Being here...

-Come to bed.
-I know I had contact in Bohemia.

Couldn't we get
the book ourselves?

There are witch trials
spreading all across Europe.

Emperor Rudolf
is dangerously unpredictable.

The book
might as well be on Mars.

Is Jack okay?

I believe so.

I dread to think what that
poor boy has been through.

You are so good with him.

I'm woefully out of practice.

We've hardly had a chance
to adapt to being parents.

I've been doing what I must
to keep us safe.

Go to bed.

You need to be
well rested for tomorrow.

I will be here when you wake.

She will be safe with us,
Master Roydon.

Word will be sent
when she is finished.

I'll be okay.

I have asked
my gathering to join us.

Their magical skill
will help you train.

It's time to begin.

Regard the room
with your witch's sight

and tell me what you see.

Threads of light.

That is the warp and weft

of all life in the cosmos
made visible.

A weaver selects...

and shapes something new.

That is how a weaver
creates new spells.

Each element
has its own threads.

So, we must discover
your element.

I bring air.

Marjorie, earth.

Lizzie, water.

And Catherine, fire.

Within the witches' circle,

we share with you
our element of power.

All you have to do

is choose the thread that
calls out to you the strongest.

The whole world
is in your grasp, Diana.

Enough.

Enough.

Did... Did I do
something wrong?

I wonder.

Wipe your feet on that
if you so wish.

Tell me, Kit,

what do you know about Bohemia?

Well, only that it's ruled
by a madman.

Is that what's been
occupying you?

The book is lost.

If I were you, I'd focus your attention
on matters closer to home.

Do you mean Cecil?

Does he know about Diana?

The fact that you are married,
or that she is a witch?

Lord Burghley likes
to hide his true feelings

beneath a cloak of deception,

but he knows that
you are not yourself.

Enough.

I think they are
sufficiently pulverized.

Casting your first spell
is difficult for any weaver.

You must be kinder
to yourself, Diana.

The others probably don't even
believe I am a weaver.

They've never met
your like before.

Nor have I.

Most witches have one element
in their blood,

and they only see the threads
of those elements.

So it's easy for them
to choose between them.

But you saw them all.

Why?

I think you know.

Wind.

Water.

Earth.

And fire.

All within you.

No wonder you're such trouble.

You sound like my aunt Sarah.

Tell me about her.

I miss her, and my aunt Em.

I wish they could know
I was safe.

This space is safe and sacred.

This path is closed to evil.

Rebecca, are you there?

Diana needs us.

We have
an unexpected guest, sir.

It's an honor to meet
the Queen's Lord Treasurer.

I'm surprised you're so well
acquainted with my station.

It's clear to me
you are a stranger here,

Mistress Roydon.

Quite simply, Diana
is not from London.

Your newfound sympathies
towards her kind

explain much
of your recent behavior.

My kind are loyal
to the crown, Lord Burghley,

and only wish to live in peace.

Then why keep this marriage
secret from Her Majesty?

We merely wished for Diana
to be settled in town

before presenting her
at court.

Her Majesty questions the trust

she had long placed in you,
Master Roydon.

She expects you both
at Whitehall tomorrow.

I never thought I'd be so desperate
not to meet Queen Elizabeth.

Queen Elizabeth
trusts me implicitly.

William Cecil
cannot change that...

...overnight.

There really is no one
that you won't betray for money.

I should have known.

You've been nothing
but poison since we arrived.

I have done all that I can do
to help you.

No, you are hellbent
on driving Diana and I apart.

You told Cecil!

You could have gotten her killed.

Lies come sweetly
to you, don't they?

What, did you think that if she
was gone, everything would be as it was?

I swear Cecil did not hear of Diana
from me.

I am nothing without Diana!
And if you can't accept that...

then you are
no friend of mine.

Stay away from her.

You stay away from us both.

Get out of my way!

His Lordship
is not receiving visitors.

Who told you about
Roydon's witch?

Nothing in London happens
without my eyes on it.

You have to tell him
it wasn't me.

But it should have been you.
That's what I pay you for.

I never would have betrayed him.

Yes, you would.
If it suited you.

I have no interest
in your squabbles.

My lady.

I hear you are
expected at court.

I am here to make sure your armor
is worthy of the battle to come.

My wardrobe offers
ample protection.

This dress is a year old.

Her Majesty will
approve of your frugality

and disregard for
the whims of fashion.

That much is true.

The Queen will make us wait.

I've often thought about
what I'd ask her if I ever met her.

Nothing.
She will ask the questions.

Keep the answers short.

She's just a person, Diana.

Let her, give her what she wants
and you'll have nothing to fear.

You look tired, Shadow.
Marriage does not suit you.

My humblest apologies for not presenting
my wife at court sooner.

She is a newcomer to London

and required time to
become acquainted with the city.

Nonsense.
You thought I would not find out.

I would not be so naive.

Your Majesty's omniscience
is the stuff of legend.

I would like to speak to Master Roydon
and his wife alone.

Your Majesty...

Who are you,
Mistress Roydon?

To make a traitor
out of my shadow.

Matthew is no traitor,
Your Majesty.

He's as loyal to you
as he ever was.

Cannot be loyal to both of us.

Men have enough trouble
obeying one woman. Let alone two.

I pledge myself
your humble servant

and compel my husband to
adhere only to your will.

She's clever.

Too clever.

Like all her kind.

Her kind
have always served you well.

-They turned against me.
-There is no evidence for that.

Well, perhaps there would have been
had you not dispatched him.

What does your witch want
with my astrologer?

We are interested in a book

in the possession of
John Dee's associate,

Edward Kelley.

And as this book concern
the Philosopher's Stone?

No. It is of interest
only to us creatures.

Yet Kelley
has learned to create the Stone

where thousands
before him have failed.

That is what he may
wish you to believe.

The Emperor Rudolf
believes it, too.

And I will not let
the key to eternal life

and limitless riches
fall into a Hapsburg hands.

You wish to live forever.

If I must.

Every day I pray
for God's help.

In saving England
from disaster.

Edward Kelley
is not God's answer.

I promise you that.

I will be the judge
of God's intentions.

I am... but your servant.

And His.

I would be glad
to prove my loyalty

by assisting you in your search
for the Philosopher's Stone.

I've sent ambassadors to Bohemia
to retrieve Kelley.

The Emperor rebuffed them.

Perhaps he will be
more receptive to me.

You can be very persuasive.

Very well, Your Majesty.
I will bring you Kelley.

And you can lock him
in The Tower

until he creates
the Philosopher's Stone.

Then I may forgive
your recent mistakes.

Will Kelley return
with you willingly?

I shall find out.

When do we leave?

The journey will take months,
and it will be very, very hard.

And you've only just
started your training, Diana.

Matthew, I'm not staying
here on my own.

I'm the only one
connected to the book.

You need me.

I know.

But you should be
focusing on your magic

so that we can get home.

Today we will give you
one thread at a time.

Just let the power
move through you.

With knot of one,
the spell's begun.

With knot of two,
the spell is true.

With knot of three,
the spell is free.

-It was a tree.
-Not just a tree. A rowan tree.

-A crossing between worlds.
-A union of opposites.

You are truly a weaver.

I didn't get to finish.

In time, you will complete
your forespell

and your familiar
will be revealed.

I've been waiting for so long. I...
I want to learn it all now.

You must learn patience. Diana.

Yes.

Yes.

Diana.

You are a powerful witch.
Of that there is no doubt.

Then why can't I control it?

Magic feeds from
all aspects of your life.

Everything is intertwined.

I didn't
get past the third knot.

Well, sounds like
progress to me.

Yes. Maybe.

I still think that...

One day I'll beat you to it.

But not today.

Gallowglass.

Uncle!

All right, all right.
Put me down.

-How are you?
-I'm well. How are you?

All the better for seeing you.

And where the hell
have you been?

Come in. Come in.

The inn-keeper in Chester said
you left without paying your bill.

This is Diana.

And this is my nephew,
Gallowglass.

-Nice to meet you, Gallowglass.
-A witch.

Taking her ease in your parlor.

I have a great deal
to tell you.

That's an understatement.

First...

I must discharge my duties.

A courier handed this to me.

It's from your father in France.

My father commands me
to return to Sept-Tours.

With you.

Philippe and I
do not see eye-to-eye, but...

I'd say there's some
explaining to do.

How did he find out
about us?

He has eyes everywhere.

And if you're not on French soil
within the week,

he will make for
England himself.

Sounds like we have no choice.
We have to go.

She speaks sense,
at least.

Philippe always puts
a coin in the wax.

He expects me to put it into
his palm when I arrive. It's...

It's his thing.

His test of loyalty.

It's been a long time since
I've seen his handwriting.

Last time I saw him,

he was so broken by
what the Nazis had done.

He couldn't even hold a pen.

And he loved to write.

I know seeing him again
will reopen old words,

but maybe it will heal them, too.

Not before making them worse,
I assure you.

We'll face it together.

I'll be dragging you
through a war.

If I remember correctly,
the war has quieted

now that the King has retreated
from the Siege of Paris.

I can handle the journey.

You know, it's funny.

Philippe always said that
mating was destiny

and that when I found her...

You...

I would just have to
accept my fate.

But that's not how it works.

In every moment,
for the rest of my life,

I will be choosing you.

Over everything else.

You should be
completing your training,

not embarking on
a long voyage.

Goody, my magic is connected
to my intuition and emotions.

And they are
connected to Matthew.

Every fiber in my being is
telling me that I have to go.

Very well.
Then go you must.

But these knots
will not learn themselves.

I will continue to study.
I promise.

And then I'll be back.

Know you are setting
a new course, Diana.

And I cannot foresee
where it might lead.

Walter's ships traveled here.

-Far away?
-Far, far away.

And this is where I'm from,
and that's where we're going.

Then on to... Bohemia.

How many days
will the journey take?

-Many.
-Then we'll need good horses.

Jack...

I know what you're gonna say.
I don't care if it's dangerous.

You're the bravest boy I know, but...

I would never forgive
myself if you got hurt.

Neither would I.

We need you to stay here,
to keep an eye on Francoise.

I have something for you.

It's very special.

Go on. Open it.

They just arrived.

We had them painted for you.

You look after them
until we get back.

All right?

Good boy.

The boats are ready.

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

You... you won't travel with us?

My father died at
the hands of the French.

I'm so sorry.

Until I make peace with the past,
I will not venture into France.

-Of course.
-Diana, forgive my earlier reticence.

It's obvious to me now that
Matthew has pledged himself to you.

Matthew will need you
at Sept-Tours.

You must be his anchor.
Otherwise he may lose himself.

Maybe seeing your father
was meant to happen.

Maybe it's one of
the reasons we're here.

I don't know whether
to admire your nerve

or pity or stupidity, coming here
after you betrayed me.

I've waited a long time
to be free from

Philippe de Clairmont's hold
on our species.

So, unless you are
here to present me

with his son's head,
I suggest you fuck off.

It's much better than that.

This could bring the
whole de Clairmont Dynasty

crashing to its knees.

-It's a body.
-Anyone we know?

No, it doesn't matter.
It's how they died.

It looked like
an uncontrolled feeding.

Multiple bite marks.
The body was torn apart.

I haven't seen anything
like that in centuries.

And we do all know the rumors

about the de Clairmont's
infected bloodline.

You need to have more than
suspicions, you need to be sure.

I'm working on that.

And if you find
something concrete...

Wasn't I clear?
This is a negotiation.

Then I need...
a starting price.

Venice.

This was my city, and you
took it away from me.

You were interfering
in human politics.

This city was the center
of civilization when I ran it,

and now look at it.

Overrun by tourists
and cheap souvenir shops.

And you think you can save it.

Without a doubt.

And in return?

I'll give you the means to
destroy the de Clairmonts.

Becca?

Phoebe Taylor.

Marcus Whitmore.

Cold hands. Sorry.

I may have
looked you up online,

and you're invisible.

Who in this day and age
has zero social media presence?

A vampire is
murdering warm bloods.

Whoever's doing this
is infected with blood rage.

My grandfather eliminated
blood rage centuries ago.

I was worried that
your love for Matthew

might have blinded you.

What would you know of love?

I know he and his witch
are hiding somewhere in time,

but what are they planning?

You traveled 800 miles
from Venice to ask me that?

Next time, send an email.