All language subtitles for Theodosia.S01E03.1080p.WEBRip.x265-RARBG

[unsettling music]

♪ ♪

[hissing]

- Okay, let's just--
let's just not panic.

- Who's panicking?
I mean, just 'cause

we're stuck
in a weird basement--

With a snake

blocking the only exit.

This is your fault.

All that stuff about magic
and jewel thieves.

- Well, we could stand here
arguing about it,

or we could actually
focus on getting out?

Over here.

[coughs]

- You expect me
to climb up there?

You prefer the snake?

Ugh!

[hissing]

- Don't wait.
I'm right behind you.

[hissing]

[coughing]

- Come on.
- What's she doing?

[hissing]

[coughs]

- You risked getting bitten
by a snake for a book?

It was totally worth it.

You know, this spell book could
help me cure my dad's curse.

- You're still banging on
about curses?

They don't exist.

Thanks for your help, Will.

Hey, any time.

Unless there's
a snake involved.

- Mum and Dad
are gonna be so angry.

If we're lucky.

If we're not, they'll be...

Very, very disappointed.

[coughing]

Dad, your hand.

It's nothing.

And don't try and distract us

from working out
what to do with you.

[coughs]

- Maybe let's talk punishments
when you're better, hon.

For now, you two
go to your rooms.

- But what about Dad?
I might know what's wrong--

Theo, come on, I said now.

- Your dad needs to rest.
- [coughing]

- And I should be taking
Saffy home.

I suppose I ought to come up
with some kind of

- punishment for you too, hm?
- What?

[coughing]

[exciting mystical music]

♪ ♪

[hissing]

- The curse on the Eye of Horus
has done its job well.

You, on the other hand,
Vincent, have not.

The Serpents of Chaos
do not tolerate failure.

- [clock chimes]
- Come on, book,

what do I need
to cure a curse?

Hmm...

this looks promising.

[intriguing music]

♪ ♪

[metallic rattling]

♪ ♪

[gentle music]

♪ ♪

I should really test
this stuff, shouldn't I, Ra?

I'll start small and simple.

But first I'm gonna need

my magic kit.

I can't believe
I just said that.

[metallic rattling]

Magical and rattly,
you're so coming with.

[exciting music]

♪ ♪

[coughing]

- You're burning up, Ali.
You should be in bed.

- Mm-mm.

Alistair.

[sighs]

Hello, Mother.

Lavinia, how lovely.

- Dear Rami told me
you were unwell.

I have brought my personal
physician to attend to you.

- This is very good of you,
Lavinia,

but it's okay, we've got this.

- [clanking]
- Oh.

Theodosia, what are you doing?

- Honey, not the time.
Your dad's sick.

I know, I'm trying to help.

- You can help
by giving Clive a hand.

He's packing up the shabtis

we're lending
the British Museum.

- You're punishing me
for yesterday, aren't you?

Why exactly

are we loaning our shabtis
to the British Museum?

- [coughing]
It's not a problem, Mother.

We've got so many.

- Come on, Lavinia, they're a
common find in Egyptian tombs.

Such small, simple figures...

Small and simple.

That's just what I need!

- Something must be done
with her.

- Ancient Egyptians
thought these things

would help out
in the afterlife.

But what use is a clay doll?

Shows what you know.

Needs an expert.

Like myself.

- How are they meant
to help, then?

- Well, they--
- They were inscribed

with a spell
from the Book of the Dead,

so they'd come alive
in the world beyond

to do all the fetching,
carrying, and working

while the dead person had fun.

Cool.

Just what I was gonna say.

Anyway,
can't stand around talking.

I'll get the rest
of the shabtis.

Some expert.

Fancy coming alive
and doing all the work for me?

[exciting music]

♪ ♪

Hey.

What are you doing here?

- Just asking myself
the same thing.

Is this Theo's home?

- Yes, which, uh,
I think explains a lot.

Let me show you around.

- Let me give something
to Theo first.

- Well, if you want to give
our curse-believing fruit bat

presents, that's up to you,
of course.

- It's not like that.
I was just...

- They're on
the Egyptian floor,

your highness,

sorting shabtis.

Well, enjoy your visit.

- I think I like
being your friend.

- Is this your punishment?
Awful.

What was yours?

- Grounded for ten minutes.
- What?

- My uncle has no idea
what he's doing.

Here, this is yours.

- Oh, you were returning
her hanky.

- Thanks.
Didn't have to do that.

- I mean, what if
you got a cold?

Don't want you to have to wipe
your nose on your sleeve.

Like that's something I'd do.

Of course not.

So what are you doing?

- Trying to find
a cursed shabti.

Does she ever let things go?

- Theo's superpower
is taking things way too far.

I want to practice on one

before I try
to de-curse my Dad.

[magical shimmering]

Gotcha.

- What are all these
weird things?

- They're ingredients
for a spell I found in here.

It can get rid of curses.

- You do realize your sister
has totally lost it, right?

- Yeah.
How can you even read that?

It's just random text.

No, actually, it's a mixture

of Latin, ancient Greek,
and hieroglyphs.

- There were loads of shabtis
in that box.

How did you know
that one was cursed?

I know this sounds mad

but ever since
I found the Eye of Horus,

I--I can see the curses.

They're written
in these glowing hieroglyphs

that swirl around
the cursed object.

Right.

No really, this one says,

"Small and silent
you shall be."

If only.

I don't blame you, you know.

I probably wouldn't
believe me either.

Anyway, the book says

we need to wear
these protective amulets.

It'll keep the magic off us.

- Yeah, and make us
look like dopes.

No, thanks.

Come on, play along.

I really wanna see
this magic trick.

Hm? Me?

Wear a bunch of pebbles
round my neck?

With this dress?

- Well, if matching
your frock's

more important to you
than magical safety.

Frocks are real. Magic isn't.

Suit yourself.

Okay, sit back everyone.

- Something wrong
with your hand?

- Oh, yeah, I have to make
the Heka gesture

in order for the magic to work.

Of course, you do.

Here goes nothing.

Hear me, ancients...

It's working.
My hand is-is glowing.

- I take it back, sis.
It's an excellent prank.

Hear me, ancients.

In the name of Osiris,
lord of the everlasting,

of Hathor,
mother of all the pharaohs,

and the Eye of Ra,

cast out the magic
from this shabti

and banish it
beyond the darkness.

[metallic rattling]

Is that it?

I mean, great chant
and everything,

but I was expecting
a bit more magic.

Like--like maybe something
would vanish or--

Wait.

Something's...

[magical whooshing]

Oh, that is so not
meant to happen.

- What's not?
- The magic is in the room.

Of course, it is.

Don't let it touch you.

- I thought these necklaces
were meant to keep us safe?

- Safiya, put it on now,
please.

- Not while there is
a fashionable bone in my body.

There is no way.

- Best trick ever!
- It's not a trick.

- That was awesome!
The way you faked the clash

over the necklace with Safiya.
I totally fell for it.

- Come out
and take a bow, Safiya.

- [whispers] What have I done?
What have I done?

Safiya?

I'm so sorry.

- You're overdoing it
a bit now.

- I don't know
if you can hear me, okay?

I'm going to fix this.

[high pitched] You better!

If you think I'm ever gonna
forgive you for this,

Theodosia Throckmorton,

you've got another thing
coming.

- It's like she's trying
to say something.

There's this squeaky noise.

- There must be something
in these books.

Some of these hieroglyphs
are so strange.

Okay, enough's enough.

You guys have to tell me
how this trick's done.

Seriously, it's not a trick.

You believe her?

- Well, just,
there's been so much weirdness

since she found the Eye.
And besides,

can you see Theo and Safiya
working together?

Are you kidding?

Get your weirdo sister

to get me back to normal!

- That curse was way stronger
than I thought.

It's gonna need even
stronger magic to remove it.

Oh, like this.

"Spell to remove a curse."

We're going to need
a chicken bone,

more wax,

and...mummified lizard skin.

- Okay, I admit,
that doesn't sound like

- any trick I've ever heard of.
- Great.

Henry, can you get
the chicken bone?

It's for Safiya, remember?

Okay, okay, I'm going.

Okay.

There should be
some lizard skin in the stores.

Will, help me find it.

Okay.

But I have a lot of questions.

- Oh, same here.
This is all very new to me too.

Let's go.

Oh, Safiya, stay there.

- What else am I gonna do?
Wait, you're not really gonna

leave me all alone here,
are you?

No, you can't do that!
What's wrong with you people?

Where are you all?

These shabtis
won't sort themselves.

Here. Over here. Help me!

- Been mucking around
with my exhibits, have we?

- What? I'm not an exhibit,
I'm a princess.

We'll see about that.

Another shabti
for the British Museum.

- What?
No, I want to be turned back.

Not sent to the--put me down!
And be careful.

Stop treating me like
I'm some old pot.

Mosquitoes.

I hate the summer.

I'm feeling very breakable.

Smashed into bits
is so not a good look on me.

[tense music]

♪ ♪

[material crunching]

Ooh, that's crackly.

- You're definitely not
pulling my leg about the magic?

I wish.

Henry, you're supposed to help,
not eat.

- It's a chicken bone,
isn't it?

- Where's Safiya?
- Ah, very funny.

Where is Safiya?

- You've done this on purpose.
You know how much I like her.

- I haven't done anything,
all right?

- You did shrink her
into a tiny clay doll.

Oh, yes, apart from that.

All right,
she can't have gotten far.

You two go and look for her.

I'm gonna get the spell ready.

I want to help you with that.

Yeah, well, without Safiya

there is no spell, so.

Come on, Will.

[hushed] Safiya.
Safiya, where are you?

- Henrietta, my son
should be in his own bed,

rather than sprawled here,
like some common--

It was the doc's idea.

Ah, was it indeed?

Well, then in that case,
I suppose--

- Safiya.
- Safiya.

- Safiya. Safiya. Safiya.
- Safiya.

What on Earth?

[stammering]

We were wondering if, um,

Mr. Throckmorton was safe here?

Yeah, safe-ee-a.

Whereas I am wondering

who on earth you are,
young man.

- Oh, yes. This is our
friend, Will Morgan.

Oh. Of the Cheshire Morgans?

- No...
- [gasps]

The magic Morgans.

Very nice to meet you.

And you, Will.

Good to see you and Theo
making new friends.

- But not to see
you bursting in,

bellowing like--like
costermongers,

especially when
your father is unwell.

[coughs]

- But Dad's going to be okay,
isn't he?

The doc says so.

No thanks to your behavior.

I can't think
where you get it from.

No, neither can I.

But we'll be going. Right now.

And, I'll just--
I'll just take this.

You know,
don't want any loud music

disturbing Dad, do we?

Extraordinary!

[whistling]

- Stop whistling
and go and fetch Theodosia.

Do not put me
in a packing case.

I repeat, do not
put me in that packing case.

- Right, then.
Let's get you nailed down.

- What? No!
No. Don't you dare.

What are you doing with that?

We're trying to find Safiya.

- Shh. I'm hoping
it'll magnify her tiny voice.

- I came here
to learn about history,

not become part of it.

If you let me out now,
I promise I won't include you

in my official complaint
to the museum.

What if she's not talking?

Yeah, you're right.

It's Safiya,
talking's her thing.

- Stop this at once.
I'll tell my uncle.

I'll tell
the Egyptian embassy.

I'll send for Scotland Yard.

I'll--you'll regret this.

- I heard something.
In the stores.

- Really? You're not hearing
any of this?

Put down that hammer.

What is wrong with your ears?

- [loud slam]
- Ah! Loud.

Okay, quick,
Safiya's in trouble.

- The lift's not here.
- Okay let's take the stairs.

- My plans for the future
did not include

being turned into
a tiny wooden servant

and put on display
at the British Museum.

Okay, I take it back,
magic is real.

- Magic is real.
- Stop!

- Finally come to help,
have you?

- We're looking for
the princess.

- Is she all right?
- She is now.

I knew I'd find you.

Wrong shabti, dummy.

What?

Thank you, Will.

- What on Earth
are you two playing at?

- Put that down.
- Clive, it's okay.

That shabti was never meant
for the British Museum.

She's way too beautiful.

Valuable.
I mean, she's way too valuable.

- All right, then.
Well, now you're here,

you can help me
get these crates upstairs.

Ah, we'd love to,

but we've, um, got something
urgent on right now.

It's fine.

I'll do it,
you snot-nosed kids.

- Okay, is everyone
wearing their amulets?

- Definitely.
- Yep.

Okay, let's do this.

Hear me, ancients.

Honestly, this is so cool.

Oh, me now?

- You're meant
to be curing me,

not...whatever that was.

- In the name of Osiris,
lord of the everlasting,

of Hathor, mother of pharaohs
and Eye of Ra,

cast the magic from this shabti

and banish it
beyond the darkness.

- [normally]
Worst thing in all the world.

Wait!

I'm me again!

Full-sized. Okay.

Where's the princess?

What are you doing up there?

She turned me into a statue.

Ah, playing a game, are you?

I thought you were
all being punished.

No, no, I'm serious.

That girl can do magic.

She's had a long day.

- So much learning
about shabtis.

- Probably sick
of the sight of them.

- You do look rather queasy,
Princess.

It's best I get you back
to your uncle.

And you lot,
sort out those shabti crates.

- Yes, 'cause that's definitely
what we were doing,

wasn't it, Henry?

Have I got something
on my face?

You did magic, sis.

Real magic.

Really real.

Yeah, I did, didn't I?

I cured a curse.

I can fix Dad.

- Cool. If there's
anything I can do,

if you need more chicken bones,
a drumstick I could eat?

Thanks, Henry, but...

I think I've got
the magic sorted,

but you know,
Clive's shabti crates

aren't gonna shift themselves.

Right, yeah.

Guess that's on
you and me then.

Sorry, Henry, gotta dash.

Those theatre queues
need entertaining.

But later,
we so need to talk about...

well, everything.

I still have
a lot of questions.

So, just me then.

Look, make sure Dad's okay.

Don't you worry.

I'm gonna make Dad safe.

[clock chimes]

Okay, I've got the magic,

I just need to find
the right spell.

[tense music]

♪ ♪

This has to work.

[strained breathing]

Hear me, ancients.

In the name of Khonshu,
lord of the moon,

of Horus, bright-eyed avenger,

and Sekhmet,
fiercest of guardians,

I cast this magic out.

I cast this magic out.

I cast this magic out.

this magic out...out, out...

I cast this magic out.

[sobs]

[quietly] I'm sorry.

Theo. [clears throat]

- Dad?
- [grunts]

- Dad.
- Mm.

- Theo.
- Dad.

[clears throat]

[magical shimmering]

A, uh, remarkable recovery.

Ah. No curses now, eh, Theo?

No, Dad.

- Love you, Dad.
- Mm, love you too.

Really?

All this fuss
over what has proved to be

such a little ailment.

I am disappointed in you,
Alistair.

- Oh, Mother.
You could hardly believe

I had a choice in the matter?

- I never took you
for a malingerer, Alistair.

- Well, I'm just happy
I recovered so speedily.

[conversation continues
indistinctly]

Two curses down...

[magical shimmering]

Just hundreds more to go.

[whispering voices overlapping]

[exciting music]

♪ ♪