All language subtitles for Merlin - 4x06 -

'In a land of myth
and a time of magic,

'the destiny of a great kingdom rests
on the shoulders of a young man.

'His name... Merlin.'

Arthur, you are not serious?
What else do you have in mind? Anything.

Nothing good ever happens
in the Valley of the Fallen Kings.

No-one in their right mind would
go in there. Exactly.

The routes are secret, Merlin.
That's why we chose it.

Not so secret after all.
No need to get cocky!

Arthur!

They need to work through
their anger.

They just did, on you!

A night's rest
and you'll be polishing my armour.

It could definitely do with a scrub.

I've seen worse.

Definitely seen worse.
On a dead man?

You're not going to die, Merlin.
Don't be such a coward.

If I do die,
will you call me a hero? Probably.

But whilst I'm still
alive, I'm a coward.

That's the way these
things work, I'm afraid.

You get the glory when
you're not around

to appreciate it!
Unless you're the King.

Come on,
it's got to have some advantages.

You have a very good servant.
You're right.

I do.

A servant who is extremely brave

and incredibly loyal and to be
honest, not at all cowardly.

Thank you for saving my life.
You'd do the same for me.

I'd love to say
we can stay here

but another ten minutes
and we'll be mercenary mincemeat.

Leave me. Now's not the time
for jokes. Please, leave me.

Sure. Whatever you say.

Gewicad ge stanas. Merlin!

We lost how many men?

And you bring me how many men?

Or should I say, how many servants?

Arthur was within our grasp.

Is that supposed to make me
feel better?

The rock fall was hardly our fault.

I must show my presence in Camelot.

The old physician already
suspects me.

Gaius is shrewd.
You must take care.

After all,
if your true nature is revealed,

I really don't know what use
I will have for you.

Morgana...

I'll dispatch this servant.

You will do no such thing.

Arthur is strangely fond of the boy.

He could prove useful.

Very useful indeed.

Good morning. Is it?

Don't be like that.

We've a lot of catching up
to do.

After all, I haven't seen you

since you condemned my sister
to a slow and painful death,

thwarted my plans to take over
Camelot

and forced me to live
in a hovel.

You couldn't do me a favour,
could you? Let Arthur know?

He still thinks of me
as an under-achiever,

but I'm quite proud of those
accomplishments. I can die happy.

You're not going to die. No.

I'm not going to make it that easy.

Nice to see you, too!

Where's Merlin?

He's alive.

The last I saw of him,
he was still alive.

Dispatch patrols at first light.

Scour every inch of the forest.
Yes, sire.

We will find him, Gaius. We will.

You know, there's one thing
I don't understand, Merlin.

You are Arthur's servant,
nothing more.

Yet time and again
you've proved yourself willing

to lay down your life for him.

What are you doing?

Have you never seen Gaius
clean a wound before?

All right, I know what you're doing.
What I don't know is why.

I believe I asked you
a question first.

Why are you so loyal to Arthur?

I don't expect you
to understand, Morgana.

You have no sense of duty,
no sense of loyalty.

You're wrong.

Don't think I don't understand
loyalty

just because I've got no-one left
to be loyal to.

Ic de durhhaele dinu licsar mid dam
sundorcraeft daere ealdan ae.

Drycraeft durhhaele dina wunda.

We have scoured the forest.

Scour it again.
Sire, there is no sign of Merlin.

None, but this.

I am sorry you have lost
such a loyal and...

The mercenaries, what news of them?
We found no trace.

Surely sent by that snake Alinor.
It can't be.

How? Our route was known only
to a few within Camelot.

Then there's only one conclusion
we can draw.

We have a traitor in our midst.

Astige du wyrm fah ond
gedeowie daet mod disse deowes.

Hine bind ond da heold.

End hi ealle.

I take it you've never met
a Fomorroh before.

He's a little grumpy.

He's not used to being out
in the light.

Well, my friend,

I have called you from your depths
for a very good reason.

The Fomorroh are creatures
of dark magic.

Even if you cut off their heads,
you cannot kill them.

Another will just grow in its place.

In the days of the Old Religion,

they were revered
by the High Priestesses

because they allowed them
to control people's minds.

The Fomorroh will suck
the life force out of you

and everything that makes you
Merlin will be gone.

And in its place, there will be
just one thought.

One thought that will grow
until it's consumed you completely.

One thought
that will be your life's work.

You will not be able to rest
until it's done.

And that one thought is simple.

You must kill Arthur Pendragon.

Who are you?

I am your new man-servant, Sire.

I have polished your armour,
sharpened your sword,

selected your clothes, there is
a slight chill in the air today, sir.

And now, if you would allow me,
I would like to serve you breakfast.

What is your name?

George, Sire, at your service.

George. Listen, George,
it's all very impressive.

Very impressive indeed.

But I already have a man-servant.

All right, he's shabby looking,
has appalling manners,

is extremely forgetful

and seems to spend
most of his time in the tavern,

but he is...

my man-servant.

And to be honest,
I quite like it that way.

I'm as worried about Merlin
as you are.

You're not going to change my mind.

Who knows if the mercenaries have
even left the forest?

I have to go.

The patrols found no sign of him.

Do you really expect me
to accept that?

Just to sit here and take their word
that Merlin's gone?

I won't rest until I at least try.
I know.

Just do one thing for me,
please don't go alone.

He won't be going alone.

See, now you've condemned me
to a day of mindless chatter. Good.

I will return. You better.

You know what I like about Merlin?
He never expects any praise.

All these things he does
just for the good of doing them.

Declare yourself.

Merlin!

I thought we'd lost you!

Don't do that again, Merlin.
My heart cannot take the strain.

Yes, well, you are getting on a bit.

What is this?

A special welcome home.
Your favourite.

I think that you should stick
to cooking up potions, Gaius.

This tastes like the bog
Arthur found me in.

How did you escape?

With great skill.
Can I ask you something?

Yes. Of course - anything.

What is the strongest poison
that you possess?

I had this great opportunity
to lace the bandits' food,

but nothing to do it with.

Well, that would be Aconite.

A... conite? Well, I think I should
take some of this with me from now on.

You never know when you might need
to kill someone.

Indeed.

You stink worse than your food!

Back to work or I'll be using
your face to scrub that pot clean.

Bog man. I have to say
you're smelling better.

That is food for the King of Camelot

and is not meant to be soiled
by your filthy fingers.

Thank you, Guinevere,
that is very kind.

I might have known.

Hello, Merlin.

What's this?

Lunch?

Look, I know you like to take every
opportunity to be by his side,

but this is just getting ridiculous.

You'll be pouring his bath water
next.

Is something wrong?
This is what's wrong.

I was just trying to help.
I thought you needed some rest.

Rest? No, I don't need rest.

Do you know how long it took me to
prepare this? I cooked it myself.

I think this is just a case of
a simple misunderstanding.

Yes. Well, you would
take her side. Excuse me?

Merlin, I think you must be tired.
You've been through quite an ordeal.

I just want to resume
my normal duties.

Well, I'll be pleased
to have your assistance

preparing for the
knighting ceremony later.

Thank you, sire.

Merlin, are you all right?

I am pacing.

Yes, I can see that.

A man who is "all right"
does not pace, Gaius.

Well, that's why I asked.
I am wrestling with a problem,

and there are many factors
to take into consideration,

and I have not yet
come up with a solution.

Can I be of assistance?
Ha! No.

Would you like to share
the problem with me?

No.

Sometimes
two heads are better than one.

Yes,
but not when one of them's yours.

What are you after?

Arthur wants a crossbow.

That one's ancient -
probably wouldn't hurt a fly.

If you did want to hurt a fly,
or a human, what would you use?

You would use
a thing of beauty like this.

Carved from 50-year-old ash.

Be careful...

Will that do the job?

Yes, that will do the job
nicely.

What is the job, exactly?

To kill Arthur.

Driving you mad, is he?
Not for much longer!

Talk about a bad use of time...

we have a traitor in our midst,

and I have to prepare
for a knighting ceremony.

Maybe it's one of the knights
who want to kill me.

Maybe it's you!

Don't look so worried, Merlin, I don't
really think you want to kill me.

Aconite.

Wolfsbane to you.
The deadliest poison known to man.

What was it doing on Arthur's food?

Merlin took some from here earlier.

He was really angry when he realised
Arthur wasn't going to eat it.

He has been behaving very strangely.

Why would Merlin want to
kill Arthur? He wouldn't.

Not if he was in his right mind.

Have you seen Merlin?

He was in the armoury.
What did he want in there?

A crossbow. I think Arthur must be
getting on his nerves. Why?

He said he was going to kill him!

What do you think about Percival?

He's very big.

Does that make him a traitor?

Are you going to get dressed?

Have you got somewhere to be?

Percival's family were killed
by Cenred's army.

He hates everything to do
with Morgana.

You're right.
He has pledged his allegiance.

I am wrong to doubt him.

I need to put it from my mind.

You must get dressed.

Indeed.

Elyan didn't ride out with us.

Maybe he's concerned about
my relationship with Guinevere.

Elyan, could he be the traitor?
My father killed his father.

Could you get me
my ceremonial sword?

The ceremonial sword - of course.

I find it hard to believe that Elyan
would think ill of me,

but you can't trust anyone.

In fact, I think you, Merlin,
are the only person I CAN trust.

I know, I'm late. I'm coming.

I feared as much.

What is it? It's a Fomorroh.

Whoever put it there
was very highly skilled.

What does it do?
In the days of the Old Religion,

they were used by the priestess
to enslave the minds of her enemies.

Once a thought was planted,
the victim would not stop

till they'd accomplished it.

First, we must paralyse the serpent.

Is it dead?

Sadly not - merely dormant. Now for
the tricky bit. Pass me the blade.

That's it? I believe so.

We have the old Merlin back.
Arthur is safe once more.

Let us hope so.

Arthur, what an unexpected pleasure.

There's something I wish to discuss
with you, Uncle. Of course.

I'm afraid I don't take the matter
of the traitor as lightly as you.

Sire, I hope you don't think
I meant...

I have been looking into how
the mercenaries discovered

the route through the forest.

None of the knights had
the opportunity to betray me.

I have questioned the counsellors -
only three were aware of the treaty.

Of those, none but yourself knew
of the route I was planning to take.

Are you seriously suggesting
that I...?

It brings me no pleasure
to doubt you, Uncle.

Then let me reassure you
that you have no reason to doubt.

You are all that is left
of my dear sister.

If I betray you, Arthur,

I betray her,
and that I will never do.

But there is one other person
who knew your route.

Gaius.

How do you feel?

Never better.

It's great to have you back.

What do you remember?

About what?

I take it that means nothing.

I have a feeling
today's going to be a good day.

My father prepared me well
for being King,

but he told me nothing
of the loneliness of the job.

What it's like to have
all eyes on you,

waiting for you
to provide the answer.

In all the years I watched him,
he never wavered in his certainty.

He was strong, he was sure.
And I'm not in that place yet.

I value the guidance of others. But
maybe I have been foolish to do so.

Everyone has their own agenda.

It feels like
I can trust no-one any more.

Is that how you see it, Merlin...?
Guinevere! Arthur!

Gaius.

You're not Merlin. No.

There was a problem with
the bath water. Really?

Yes, it's cold. Very cold.
Merlin's gone to remedy it.

I don't think
you can have a bath today.

Right.

Good job I'm not very dirty, then.

Good job indeed!

Let me get this straight.

If you kill one, another
grows in its place?

I have heard such stories in the past
but never thought they were true.

That will silence it for a while.

What is that? Arthur's socks?

What are you trying to do to me?

I am trying to stop you
from killing the king.

So you don't remember anything?

I remember Morgana conjuring
the snake, but nothing more.

Lucky for us
you're such a bad assassin!

But all is well now. I feel fine.
For now, the serpent is dormant.

When it wakes, your
mind will be Morgana's.

Nothing will stop you
from killing Arthur.

How can we get rid of it
if it keeps growing back?

There is only one way I'm afraid...

you have to kill the mother beast.

The creature that
lives in Morgana's hut?

Great. How long have I got?

How long before this thing wakes up?
A day, no more.

And I wouldn't face her alone.
Don't worry.

I won't be there at all.
Well, not exactly.

She won't recognise me
if I'm 80 years old!

And what shall I say
if Arthur asks for you?

Tell him I'm anywhere.
Anywhere but the tavern!

Gentlemen.

What a pleasant surprise.

I wish we could say the same thing.

Move away from the horse. Please.

What lovely manners.
I do admire a man who says please!

Now.

Have you got bigger? You'll be
getting shorter if I have my way.

Nice. I like it.

Leon, there must be
something in the

Knight's code about
how to treat the old.

You're not just any old man
though, are you?

You escaped the flames once,
you will not escape again.

And you are not what you seem.

What is he talking about? I've a
good mind to run you through now.

I think Arthur would prefer to
see him alive.

No, really, Arthur does not want
to see me, believe me.

In fact, if Arthur does see me,
he will be in grave danger.

Are you threatening
the life of our king?

Percival,

that is a sword, it does hurt.

Yes, I am afraid to say that
if you don't let me go

then there is every chance
that I will kill your king.

Say that again?
Why? Have you got ale in your ears?

Ha!

Thank you, gentlemen.
So considerate, to help an old man.

Ha-ha-ha-ha!

I trust you bring me news
of my brother's untimely death?

I wish it were so, my lady,

but I do bring information
of an equally enticing nature...

I have planted the seed of suspicion
in the young King's head.

I have struck a blow
at the very heart of Old Camelot.

Go on.

Arthur grew unsure of my motives.

But I have turned the situation
to our advantage. How so?

I used it to implicate
an old friend of yours.

Gaius.

I think there are some interesting
times ahead for our physician.

You have done well.

But it is hardly information
of an "enticing" kind, is it?

Is Gaius dead?

No.

Is Gaius mortally wounded?

Does Gaius have so much
as a sore head? No, my lady.

So, my lord, you can do better.

And you will do better.

You're not real.

Whatever you say.

You're just my imagination.

That's right.

I'm not really here,

just pretend that
I'm not really here.

And I'll just get this and go.

Ablinne du, forlet du!

So, Emrys,

it seems you will not be
my doom after all.

Forp fleoge!

If I am to die by your hand you can
at least tell me who you are.

Did Arthur send you?

But you are no friend of his.

Magic has no place in Camelot,
it never will.

Not until I take the throne.

Please spare me.

I only want what is rightfully mine.

Perhaps...

you can still be saved.

Ic her accigie anne windraes!

Farbled waw!

Windraes ungetermed - gehier!

Ic de bebeod mid ealle strangesse
daet du geblawest

ond syrmest strange.

Gespurn peos haegtesse!

Ontend disne wyrm paet
he licge unastyred a butan ende!

This is becoming
something of a habit!

I hope not!

Don't worry.
It cannot grow back again.

Merlin.

You're back.

Dare I look? Don't worry,
it's completely gone.

I have no desire to kill Arthur.
That's great news.

Although I'm afraid right now
he does want to kill you.

Two whole days in the tavern.

I'm not quite sure
that it was that long.

Give me one reason why I shouldn't
get rid of you on the spot.

Because you would have no-one to polish
your armour, make you breakfast,

organise your clothes...

Well. That's where you're wrong.
George!

Merlin...

meet George.

George is perhaps the most efficient
servant I have ever seen.

He will be spending the
week teaching you.

Teaching me?
If you wish to remain in my service.

We will start in the armoury.

Lesson one is my favourite -
polishing.

Yes, that's my favourite too.

Tell me something.

If he's so good,
why don't you just give him the job?

He's seriously boring.

I've never met anyone so dull.

The man makes jokes about brass.

Anyway, off you go. It'll be fun!

Morgana?

Morgana?

Sleep! I know everyone thinks
he's a traitor, but he's not.

He's been abducted. May even be dead.

Who is Emrys?

Merlin's on to us.

He's out searching for Gaius
even as we speak.

So you know who Emrys is?

Indeed I do.

Then tell me!

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