All language subtitles for Labyrinth (2012) - 01x01 - Part 1.FoV.English.C.updated.Addic7ed.com

You might have warned me that
archaeology was really boring!

I did, you just weren't listening.

Listen, Shelagh, I...

I really don't know what
I would've done without you.

It's OK.

You'd have done the same for me.

No.

I'd have given you a bottle of wine
and put on Bridget Jones!

What do you think we're
doing tonight?

"Pas a pas". Step by step.

Hello?!

Agh!

Ow! Agh!

Dame Alais,
shall I attend on you now?

Later, Rixende,
when I get back from the river.

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Alice?

What happened?

You fainted. You're OK now.

The ring? Where's the ring?

'There was a pain in my side,'

like I'd been stabbed.

I saw the blood.

There was... there was a fire.
There was screaming.

And... and a woman.
I felt like I knew her.

You were hallucinating.

You need to see a doctor
when you get home.

What the hell
were you doing in there?

Alice, suppose there'd been a
tremor. You could've been trapped!

This is what comes of having
amateurs on a dig.

He seems upset.

Are you surprised?

Alice, you've contaminated the site.

I mean, what the hell
were you thinking?

And the police are swarming
all over the place.

Police? Why?

The bodies, Alice. The skeletons?

I just picked up a ring,
that's all.

I didn't find any ring.

I dropped it.

Where, exactly?

I don't know.

Try to think. It's important.

I don't remember.

Father!

There's a body in the river.
A Jew, I think.

You went to the river
without an escort?

Please, father, listen to me.

This man was still wearing fine
clothes, jewellery.

And there was something else.

The thumb of his left hand
had been cut off.

Take me to him now.

You thought he might be someone
you knew, didn't you?

Hmm, an old friend
from my days in Chartres.

But why would they cut off his thumb?

Out of the way!

Out of the way!

I must attend the council.

Do you have regrets, Guilhem?

I've betrayed my marriage bed.
Of course I have regrets.

I mean about marrying my sister.

Don't push me too far, Oriane.

Must a widow live like a nun
for the rest of her life?

There are other men who could
satisfy your desires.

And you have a wife
who can indulge yours.

And yet here we both are again.

You can leave now,
but we both know you'll be back.

I saw a cheva... Dame Alais...

I saw a chevalier
arrive at the Chateau Comtal.

Does that mean
the crusaders are coming?

Even if they are, Viscount Trencavel
has vowed to protect his people,
no matter what their faith.

Help yourself, Sajhe.
Dame Alais and I have finished.

I have nothing more to teach her.

You are the greatest healer
in Carcassona, Esclarmonde.

I am merely your apprentice.

The pupil has far
outstripped her teacher.

I cannot believe that.

I'd better go.
Guilhem will be expecting me.

Goodbye, Sajhe.

How dare you be late for council?

I'm not late.

If I say you're late,
then you are late.

Huh. I know why you hate me,
my lord.

You cannot stand the fact
that your daughter

loves another man more than you.

My daughter is young, and she sees
only the fine, brave chevalier.

But I know the arrogance
and vanity of the real man.

Alais!
Remember your position, sister.

Would Guilhem du Mas approve of his
wife galloping like a kitchen maid?

I was hoping to see him
before council began.

Too late. Pity. I know you can
hardly bear to spend a moment apart.

I can't speak for my husband,
but for my own part, that is true.

I see no shame in it.

How much you love him.

But be careful, Alais.
Men are fickle.

Their affections change.

Guilhem is not like that.

Let us go in together.

I'm sure we are both eager
to hear our country's fate.

Silence for your Seigneur,
Raymond-Roger Trencavel!

One year ago, his Holiness,
Pope Innocent III,

preached a Crusade against what
he called "the cancer of heresy"

spreading unchecked through our land.

The Cathars were, in his words,
worse than the very Saracens.

These pious and humble men,
he said, were the enemies of God.

I have recently received news

that a northern host
of more than 20,000 men

was preparing to invade
these free Christian lands.

They are advancing south
and may be with us in under a week.

They are determined to persecute
and destroy the Cathar people.

I have heard that two of the most
powerful barons of northern France

are amongst their number.

Guy d'Evreux...

and the Fifth Earl of Leicester,
Simon de Montfort.

But I promise you this,
for as long as I rule,

no man in the Languedoc will be
condemned for his honest beliefs.

Let each of us worship in peace,

and together we all prosper.

All this fuss
over a ragged band of heretics.

How much simpler would it be
to have done with it

and make a bonfire of them all?

These people are my friends.

Perhaps.
But they will lead us to ruin.

We must do everything
possible to avoid war.

Your wisdom belies
your youth, Messire.

The Pope has established
a new inquisition

to persecute the Cathars.
His informers are everywhere.

The Pope does not frighten me.
I take my duty from God.

Even so, it would be wise
to worship in private,

at least until the crusade is over.

I have never made a secret
of my faith, and never will.

What will be, will be.

Thou who art never deceived,
who dost never lie nor doubt,

grant us to know what thou knowest,

to love what thou dost love.

For we fear lest we meet death
in this realm of an alien god.

Get up, you Cathar devils!

Guy d'Evreux, in the name of God,
do what you will with me,

but take mercy on these innocents.

Hand me a bow.

Get up off your knees.

There! There's your mercy.

Kill the heretics.
Make their priest watch.

Mademoiselle Tanner?
I am Detective Yves Biau.

This is Monsieur Paul Authie,
a lawyer from Carcassonne.

We have some questions.

I understand you're not
a professional archaeologist?

I'm a teacher.
Shelagh O'Donnell's an old friend.

She invited me
to join the dig for a few days.

So you're on holiday?

No, not exactly.
A relative in Carcassonne

left me a few things in her will,
but I wanted to come here first.

What things?
I don't know yet.

I'm seeing the lawyer tomorrow.

Most people would be curious
to discover their inheritance,

yet you waste your time here first.
Why?

The lawyer's been away, and I don't
consider my time here wasted.

Or is the truth that you have a
particular reason for being here?

If you must know, I've just had
a bad break-up with my boyfriend,

and I wanted
to get away for a while.

I am not interested in your personal
life, Mademoiselle Tanner.

Might I ask what your role is
in this investigation, then?

No, you may not.
Just answer my questions, please.

I'm trying to. Good.

Stealing ancient artefacts
is a serious criminal offence.

I know that. So? Stop telling lies.

I haven't lied.

You claim to have discovered
a ring in the cave,

but no ring has been found.

No-one else has seen
this mysterious ring, so...

we have two options.

Either you were mistaken.

Or... you took it.

Which is it?

Why would I mention it at all
if I was going to steal it?

And Shelagh will back me up.
Ask her.

She says she knows
nothing of any ring.

I told her all about it.
She went into the cave herself.

She went into the cave?

Yes, she did.

Your bag, please.

Paul...

Search her.
You have no right to search me.

She's right. Let's go.

Let's go.

You shouldn't talk to her like that.
You shouldn't even be here.

If I want your opinion,
Biau, I'll ask for it.

Remember who you really work for.

They weren't there.
Neither the books nor the ring.

'Did you search the cave yourself?'

Of course.
But I wasn't the first in.

'I hope you mean
our contact in the police.'

Not just Yves Biau.
Shelagh O'Donnell.

And there's the woman who discovered
the cave, Alice Tanner.

They all had the time
and opportunity.

Then I suggest you find out
which of them took it.

There's something else.

Someone's been talking to the police
about the Noublesso.

'I looked into it
and discovered our latest novice

'is a friend of Biau's.
I had them followed.

'They've been meeting in secret.

'I think Biau double-crossed us.'

His loyalties are still
with the authority.

'Deal with the problem.'

And find what belongs to us, Paul.

'Nothing is more important.'

A change of plan.

I have decided to bring forward
the initiation ceremony.

It will be tomorrow. Hmm?

It's a great honour.

Thank you.

Marie-Cecile.

Will.

I'll show you the article. It's fun.
They call you, I quote,

"the toughest bitch
in the pharmaceutical business".

I think they mean it
as a compliment.

I don't care what they say.
What are you doing here, Will?

I thought I'd take you to lunch.

I haven't got time to eat.

Food's optional.

'Hi, this is Shelagh.
Please leave a message. Bye.'

Hi, Shelagh, it's me.

Oh, I'm so sorry
about today in the cave.

Please just ring me back, OK?
I can't get through. Bye.

Yes?

Madame.

What is it, Francois?

Intendant Pelletier...
wishes to speak with you.

Come in.

War is coming, Alais.

It's time I told you the truth.

What truth?

About a vow I made many years ago.

You're going to think I'm drunk
or I've lost my wits,

but you must believe me.

I'm talking...
of the true history of the Grail.

The Holy Grail?

The cup that Christ drank from
the night of the last supper?

Well, the legend of the Grail has
its place in Christian tradition.

The real story, the true story,
is much older than that.

You see,
the ancients possessed wisdom

that has long since been lost to us.

The Grail is the secret essence
of that wisdom.

What is that secret?

All you need to know for now
is that many years ago

I was admitted to a secret
brotherhood sworn to protect it.

The wisdom of the Grail...
is contained in three books,

and I am in possession
of one of them.

You?

It was entrusted to me
by a man named Harif.

I met him in the Holy Land.

He's without doubt
the wisest man I've never known.

Where are the two remaining books?

Safely with the other guardians.

I heard today from Harif

that the three books
are to be reunited

and taken to a safe place
in the mountain.

The other guardians...
Do you know who they are?

One of them, he's an old friend,
a Jew named Simeon.

It was Simeon you thought
to be found murdered in the river.

I was wrong, thank God,

but I do believe an innocent man
was mistaken for him.

Somehow,
our secret has been betrayed.

What about the book
under your protection?

It is well hidden.

When the time comes,
if things go badly at Carcassona,

I will tell you where.

In the meantime, I only hope I still
have time to fulfil my obligations.

But if I cannot,
you must take my place.

The labyrinth...

is a symbol of the Grail.

Now this ring... keep it safe.

The other guardians
will know you by it,

and when the time comes,
they will tell you what to do.

But why me, Father?

Oriane is your eldest daughter,
she has power and influence at court.

Why not entrust this duty to her?

Oriane thinks too much
of her own wealth and comfort.

Only you possess the qualities
needed for so great an undertaking.

Keep it safe.

I shall wear it close to my heart,
always.

Oh, damn this infernal heat.

These are the devil's lands.

It's the fires of hell
that warm them.

Perhaps God
will grant us a cooling breeze,

once we've burnt all the heretics.

Any miracle is possible
in the Lord's hands.

I'm glad you find heresy so amusing,
D'Evreux.

There are some of us who take
our holy mission more seriously.

No-one has ever questioned
my loyalty

to the Pope
and the Holy Mother Church.

Why else would I join his crusade?

For land.

For power, perhaps.

I already have enough land,
and as for power,

I am content to be
your lordship's humble servant.

Such humility becomes you.

Perhaps you can join me at prayer
later.

Nothing would give me
greater pleasure.

Good.

I'll make honest Christians
of these people,

even if I have to kill
every last one of them to do it.

Oriane.

You look surprised.

Only because you visit so rarely.
Is there anything you want?

Must I have a particular reason
to visit my own sister?

Of course not.

You are very welcome.

Francois said our father summoned
you to his chambers last night.

What did you speak of?

Only trivial matters.

Nothing worth repeating.

Will you show me your necklace?

It's a common piece of little merit.

Your own is so much prettier.

But still, I'd like to see it.

I'd rather not.

I fear such poor workmanship
would offend you.

You refuse.

If I have offended you in any way...

Had you come to me honestly,

I might have forgiven for
stealing our father's love but...

I see now
the time for that is done.

- Hello?
- 'Mademoiselle Tanner?

'This is Karen Fleury,
your aunt's solicitor.

'Have you forgotten our appointment?'

No! Yeah, sorry.
I'll be there in a few minutes.

Shelagh? It's me again.

Where are you?

Just... Just call me back, OK?

Her will
is perfectly straightforward.

You can visit the house
whenever you like.

The house?

Your aunt's house.
Well, your house now.

That was her legacy to you.

I was expecting a
few family heirlooms

and, like, jewellery maybe,
but her house?

W-Why me?

You were her only living relative.

Beyond that, I couldn't say.

If you have any questions,
please don't hesitate to call.

Bonjour. Et un grand lit?

Mademoiselle Tanner!

This is the private address
and phone number

of Marie-Cecile de l'Oradore.

She knows your friend Shelagh well.
Tell her everything about the cave.

She will explain.
And don't trust anyone else.

Not even the police.

Hello?

'Audric, it's Biau.'

Yves.

'The cave has been found.'

Yes, I know.

There were two skeletons inside.

And what else?

'There was no sign of the books.'

I saw it for myself.

And the ring?

I just sent it to you.

'Thank you, Yves.'

I promise you're
doing the right thing.

'I'm getting closer
to the Noublesso.'

I have someone on the inside now.

'Be careful.'

Marie-Cecile de L'Oradore
has friends everywhere,

including high up in the police.

Listen, Audric.

The woman who discovered the cave,
her name is Alice Tanner.

'Grace's niece.

I had to give her
Marie-Cecile's name.

They expect me to deliver her.
If I don't, I blow my cover.

But don't worry, she's
under surveillance...

Yves, are you there?

Yves?

Hello?

Um, hello?

Hello?

Hello?

Hello?

Sorry.

Sorry. I'm-I'm-I'm looking
for Madame de L'Oradore?

I was given this address by
Detective Biau. Is she at home?

Not right now.

I'm looking for my friend,
Shelagh O'Donnell.

Never heard of her.

I'm sorry. It's probably
just a mistake.

Hold on, hold on, hold on.
Why don't we, uh...

Why don't we go inside
and figure it out?

You're not getting away that
fast. I just lost my iPod.

I'm Will.

I'm Alice. It's nice to meet you.

Yeah, you too.

'So you don't know why
this cop sent you here?

No.

He just told me that I should
tell Madame de L'Oradore everything
I know about the cave.

What cave?

Doesn't matter. Look, I
really don't know why I came.

I thought she might know
something, that's all.

I mean, I can just
call her right now.

Even if she's in a meeting.

No, no, no, there's no need.
Just-just tell her I came by.

I should go. I've taken
up enough of your time.

Well, I mean, at
least have a coffee.

I came to Paris to write a new book.

We met at a gallery, and she said I
should hang in Toulouse for a while.

And here you are.

Here I am.

'Could I have read
any of your books?'

That's "book" singular, and, uh,

if you have, you'd be in
a pretty exclusive club.

It only sold 500 copies.

Well, that doesn't
mean it isn't good.

Thank you.

Why don't you leave
your, uh, your number,

and then, um,

Marie-Cecile can call you?

Yeah.

Thank you.

- I'll text you my number in case
you need to get in touch.
- OK.

Are you worthy of initiation
into the Noublesso Veritable?

Do you swear on your life to
uphold its laws and customs

and to preserve its mysteries?

I do.

We are the Noublesso Veritable,
inheritors of the Grail,

and you're a traitor!

'We've ridden out and
seen the Crusaders' line.

'They are two days march
away, maybe less.'

We must prepare for siege.

But at least you all
return safely, Messire.

If that doesn't prove God
is on our side, what does?

I must speak with you
in private, Alais.

You must greet my daughter later,
Du Mas. I have business with her.

What business?

It's none of your concern.

Anything involving my
wife is my concern.

Forgive me.

Why apologise?

Your first loyalty has
always been to your father.

He'll calm down.

You must excuse us too, Rixende.

What is it, Father?
Where are we going?

I've heard my old friend has
arrived here from Bezier.

Give this ring to Simeon.

My friend! It really is you!

Simeon. This is my daughter, Alais.

So you too received
a letter from Harif?

Would you mind waiting
in the other room?

The Book of Numbers.

Your father already
has the Book of Words.

Each of us according to our skills.

What of the Book Of Potions?
I thought that too was in your care.

It was collected
by Harif's messenger,

a wise and learned woman.

I never learned her name.

Harif's letter did speak
of a sister in Carcassona.

Tell me more about Harif.

Harif is the navigator.

'He's responsible for
preserving the secret of the Grail.'

Years ago, in the Holy Land,
he appointed us all to our tasks.

He's the finest man I ever met.

I know the book will be
safe in your hands, Bertrand.

Keep well, Simeon. I fear
our enemies are close by.

Leave us.

Are you mad?

Alais and our father
conspire to mock you.

They treat you with contempt.

Cover yourself.

Do not toy with my affections!

You speak of lust.
That's not affection.

And what if I were to say
you forced yourself on me?

Your honour would
be stained forever.

My sister has a ring of unusual
design she wears around her neck.

Bring it to me.

I am not some petty thief.

Save your lies and scheming for
the next fool to share your bed.

If you care about your marriage
at all, you will bring me that ring.

And what if I don't? Hmm?

Then you'd better hope my
sister has a forgiving nature.

You mean half-sister.

In nomine patri, et filii,

et spiritus sanctus.

Well?

God bless your Holy...

You think I care about this
preposterous crusade?

I have a much greater purpose.

Now, who are you
and what do you want?

My name is Arnaud Domerque.

I'm told Guy D'Evreux pays well
for news of Intendant Pelletier.

I saw him in the Jewish
Quarter in Carcassona

with a man named
Simeon of Bezier.

Who is this Simeon?

He's a bookbinder, a Jew,
recently arrived in Carcassona.

Tell me, did Simeon bring
three books with him,

very old and precious?

I didn't see any books.

And who else knows of this?

No, no. No, I've told
no-one, my Lord.

Good.

Good.

Drown him and find me this Jew.

'Tell me, Francois. You're
familiar with the talk below stairs?

What do the maids and
servants say about me?

Well, you are greatly
respected, Dame.

There's no gossip about
the circumstances of my birth?

No rumours about my mother?

None that I know of.

Tell me the truth,

or I will rip your tongue out.

What have you heard?

Well, there is vile talk

that Intendant Pelletier
is not your father.

It is tavern prattle,

no more.

And who is my true father?

They say your mother whored
herself with a passing ballad singer

while Pelletier
was in the Holy Land.

The Intendant took her back
for the sake of his honour.

He could never love you,

the living proof of his wife's sin.

But there's no word
of truth in any of it.

Do people laugh at me behind
my back? A whore's daughter?

The cuckoo in Pelletier's nest?

But no-one would dare.

Leave me.

Wait.

Does my sister know?

Why me?

Why trust me?

Why me?

Only you possess the
qualities needed for...

Look after the book, keep it safe.

Aaaaagh!

Aaaaagh!

Where is Shelagh?

I don't know. She...
she's disappeared.

I know her. She wouldn't be stupid
enough to steal from me.

This Catholic fixation of yours
puzzles me.

My religion is my own affair.

Narrow religious beliefs have
brought nothing

but misery to humanity.

Only the Noublesso has the vision to
lead the human race.

There's no place in our ranks
for the enemies of enlightenment.

I assure you, my first loyalty is
always to the Noublesso.

Your heart is beating very fast.

You are a very attractive woman,

enough to make any man's heart race.

It isn't because you're lying?

Find the ring and the books.
I don't tolerate failure.

Dame Alais?
Your sister's looking for you.

Yes, Rixende, I'm coming.

What are you doing here?

Safeguarding your reputation.

I found this in my chamber.

It belongs to you.

'I haven't seen Shelagh
since yesterday,'

and frankly, I've got enough on my
plate

without her just taking off
like this.

I'm worried about her.

Because she's not
returning your calls?

Yes.

Are you surprised? You put this
whole project in jeopardy.

We've had the dig suspended,
and for God knows how long.

Look,
we've known each other a long time.

This is not like her.

She was pretty upset, and my guess
is she's just not talking to you.

Believe me, if she was angry,
she would let me know.

She wouldn't just ignore me.

When she calls me,
I'll let you know.

Hey.

'Will.'

This is Alice. We met yesterday.

'I know. How are you?'

I'm good. Erm, look, have you said
anything to Marie-Cecile yet?

No.

I've changed my mind. Don't.

'Why? Is something wrong?'

Erm, no, no, not exactly,
it's just, um...

you know that policeman,
the one who gave me the address?

'Oh, yeah, yeah. Yeah.'

He's been killed.

A hit and run.

Well, you're not... you're not saying
she had something to do with it?

Erm, no, no. I don't know. It's
probably just coincidence, erm...

'Look, I really don't know what I'm
saying. I should go now.'

Take care. Bye.

Alice!

Excuse me. Excuse me.

Aren't you Simeon the bookbinder?

"The fortified Citadel of Montsegur.

"Rumours have long
persisted that the Grail was

"smuggled from the besieged
citadel in January 1244,

"shortly before the final
defeat of the Cathar people."

At the time of the
siege, the choir stalls were taken

and used to make
the defences of the castle.

'You... You...'

'Why me?'

'Where's the...'

'Will. I didn't expect
to hear from you again.'

Listen, did you find your
friend yet?

'No.'

Well, maybe I can help. I mean,
to be honest, I could use someone
to talk to.

OK. Sure. I'm in Carcassonne.

All right, just text me
your address, and then...

I'll let you know
when I'm on the way.

Look, I should warn you

that something really weird
is happening to me right now.

'I can do weird.'

Hello, Alais.

I've come to ask you a question.

Ask me anything you like.

Have you too received a letter
from Harif?

I don't know what you're talking
about.

I don't believe you.

Who better than a healer
to guard the book of potions?

Why have you never told my father
you were the other guardian?

The fewer people knew,
the safer the books.

What are you doing here?

Our father sent me to fetch you.

Why?

He said it was a private matter.

Leave those alone.

What is it you really make here,
Esclarmonde de Servian?

Potions and spells
for the weak-minded?

Women have been burned
as witches for less.

I'm a simple healer, Oriane.

I use nature's way. That is all.

I'm ready to go now.

I assume work to dismantle the choir
stalls in the cathedral has begun?

Yes. Bishop Rochefort is not
pleased. He is unused to sleeping
on a stone floor.

City fortifications are more
important than the bishop's comfort.

True.

We need every piece of timber
we can lay our hands on.

Father!

My daughter. A moment, Messire.

Thank you.

Yes? What is it?
You can see I'm busy.

You asked for me, Father.

No.

This is some game of Oriane's.

I was with Esclarmonde.

The healer? And what of it?

She is the sister Harif wrote
to you about. The other guardian.

Are you certain?

Right. I'll see her as soon as I
can. Safety of the city comes first.

If Carcassona is safe,
the books are safe.

What of Oriane? Can she be trusted?

She has no reason to betray us.

Then you do not see
the darkness in her heart?

Hey, you're slacking.
There's a jug left unbroken.

Well done.

Where is it?

What are you doing?

I order you to leave at once or you
will have my father to answer to!

Bye.

Did they find it?

No. No danger of that.

Try to stay hidden
until my father arrives.

He will know what to do.

They called them roads to Jerusalem.

Catholic penitents would walk
these labyrinths to the centre,

symbolising a growing closeness
to God.

There's a famous labyrinth
in Chartres Cathedral.

Apparently it's rumoured
the Holy Grail is buried underneath.

Well, has anyone ever looked?

And risk finding out it's not there?

No, that'd be bad for business.

So what's going on with you?

I'm having...

an 800-year-old deja vu.

OK.

I don't know.
You probably think I'm mad.

I don't think you're mad.

I keep seeing this girl from the
past. Sometimes she's in my dreams.

Sometimes she's standing
right in front of me.

Earlier, I was in the church...

and I saw her. She came towards me.

She was looking at me straight in
the eyes. She was upset, but it...

It felt like she was in danger.

And it feels like maybe I am too.

I don't know. And this stuff
with Biau, the policeman.

The fact he was killed, and the
visions. It feels like it's linked.

This guy was murdered yesterday.

And?

Marie-Cecile was one of the last
people to see him alive.

So if you're right about this cop,

then that's two dead people
in 24 hours with a direct connection
to her.

You really believe she's connected
to this?

She's been acting a little strange
recently. And to be honest,

I don't really know anything
about her.

And I need to find out.

Where are the books, Simeon?

Did you give them to Pelletier?

I will find the Grail.

Note that well before you die.

Come, tell me where the books are.

I'm going to flip this coin.

If it's heads,
I'm going to stab you.

If it's tails,
I'm going to flog you to death.

Now, that's going to be
very exhausting for me...

and it's going to be a damn sight
more uncomfortable for you.

But it's your choice.

The whip...

or the blade.

Or...

you could tell me
where the books are.

Oh, dear.

It's tails.

Tell me your name, sir.

I'll pray for your soul.

So...

Have you taken the ring?

I told you, I never even saw it.

It must have been Biau.

What about Alice Tanner?

She has nothing to do with it.

Why is Marie-Cecile doing this
to me?

She doesn't even know you're here.

But she thinks you have
betrayed her.

Why?

Do you know why I am here?

Someone...

must stand against blasphemers.

Someone...

must take God's side.

You do not have to suffer, Shelagh.

Mm?

Just tell me what I need to know.

Shh...

I am telling you the truth.
Biau took the ring.

He was supposed to give it
to Marie-Cecile.

So then why didn't he?

I don't know!

I don't know.

Why does this ring matter so much?

- Marie-Cecile thinks it's the key...
- What?

Marie-Cecile thinks
it's the key to the labyrinth.

I don't know any more than that.
I swear. I swear.

You're going to call Marie-Cecile
now and read her this...

word for word.

Be natural.

I...

Just do it.

It's ringing.

'Hello?'

Marie-Cecile, it's Shelagh.

I have the books and the ring.

I want 20,000 euros.

Meet me at the cave tomorrow at six.

Well done.

Good girl.

Will you let me go now?

No.

Alais Pelletier Du Mas.

Guilhem Du Mas.

"By now, Alice, you will know
something of the mysteries of the
labyrinth.

"If you come, I will do my best
to give you the answers you crave.

"I have waited for you so long,

"but only you can now
decide your own fate.

"Perhaps your dreams are already
leading you to me.

"I pray it is so."

I've been in the chapel, praying.

I do not think
my words flew up to God.

All I could think of...

were the many wrongs
I've done you.

I beg your forgiveness
for my coldness towards you.

You look tired.

You should sleep.

I don't want to sleep.

There's still time for things
to be right between us.

Messire, Dame.

Come quickly.

What is it, Father?

God preserve us all.

Out of the way! Quick!

Reinforce the city walls!

Reinforce the walls!

Pull! Pull!

Pull!

Pull! Pull!

If this continues, Carcassona
will be nothing more than rubble!

We will strike swiftly.

We will destroy the trebuchets,

and be back through the gates
before they even know it.

We must teach these barbarians
a lesson.

Archers!

We fight for our tradition!

We fight for our honour!

We fight!

Draw!

Draw!

Now!

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