All language subtitles for The_Sarah_Jane_Adventures.S03E10

13 Bannerman Road
is where Sarah Jane Smith lives.

It's home to things way beyond

your imagination. There's
an extra-terrestrial super computer
in the wall,

a genetically engineered
boy genius in the attic,

a schoolgirl investigator
across the road

and a whole universe of adventure
right here on the doorstep.

Ready? Always.

Prepare to meet the Mona Lisa.

The Mona Lisa has been stolen!

This is the Mona Lisa.
But it can't be.

When I act like a real teenager
you want me to be perfect again.

The way the Bane made me!

It's weird enough for
Sarah Jane, we should call her.

No, we don't need her, we can
do this ourselves.

What is that? That is my brother.

Sarah Jane! Mum!
And that

is how she'll stay forever.

What have you done with her?

Do you not like it?
I mean I know art is subjective.

But I think she looks
as pretty as a picture.

Well, most pictures. I think we can
all agree I'm in a different league.

Yeah, too right. Mmm, ta.

He didn't mean it as a compliment!

And you're just jealous.

Get my mum out of that painting!

Now! So you can say "Sowwy"?

What? Well, only an hour ago
you didn't need her.

Nothing gets past me, kids.

You were all,
"We can do this ourselves."

Leave him alone!

Not such the hero now, eh?

Don't worry, young man.
Your mother is perfectly safe...

just like Miss Trupp here.
As soon as Mona Lisa

has found her brother, she will
release them both, I'm sure.

Her brother?
It's... another painting.

I think.

- You mean that?
- Oh, boy, have we got trouble.

Too right, sugar. If you know
what's good for you, I'd butt out.

I can't do that. Whatever you're
doing, my mum was going

to stop you... and that means
now I have to.

Aw, couldn't you just eat
them, Harders?

They're so sweet
and they think they can handle me.

And you wanna know why?
Because we can!

Come on,

let's go! Luke! What are you doing?!

I keep forgetting I've got legs now.
My painting! My mum!

Don't worry, Harders...

I've got it covered.

Hold up!

- It's OK... they're not following.
- Have you got any idea how

she could've done this?
No, I don't understand any of it.

Well, we'd better work it out. Fast.

The Mona Lisa has existed for
five centuries. There must

be a reason she's come to life
and it has to be about this gallery.

Most likely, whatever is roaring its
head off down there like a caged bear

with gut ache. Her brother.

THUD

What was that? You heard it, too?

I thought I was just
getting ringing in my ears.

Where did he come from?

William Bonneville's painting,
The Dark Rider.

Painted 1802.

I thought you didn't know
anything about art?! I don't.

But I remember everything I see.
I can't help it! Ssssh!

Run! This way!

He's right behind us!

He's a picture...
shouldn't he be firing paint balls?

Yeah, well... two flintlocks, two
shots. He's out of ammo. Come on.

It's a picture come to life... He
can fire as many times as he likes!

Run!

Clyde!

Split up he can only go
for one of us!

Clyde, no!

He won't harm them, will he?

They're just children. They
can't do anything to stop you.

Well, aren't you a sweetie, Harders?

All worried about
the little kiddie-winkies.

But they're children.
You must have had children!

Children? Have you seen
how small that frame of mine was?

Not much room for a family in there!
I meant before. The real Lisa.

Now look here, Harders...

Let's get this straight.

I AM the Mona Lisa.

Not that dreary Italian
housewife that sat for Leo.

She laughed like a camel
and farted like a donkey.

That enigmatic smile
everyone bangs on about?

Wind. So you get your head
around this, Harders,

because I won't say it again.

I am the painting come to life!

The most
beautiful painting in the world.

The legend made flesh.

Finally, you're getting it.

Now, let's go and find my brother!

GROWLING

What kind of art
could possibly make that noise?

What kind of art is that?

That's not art. That's a window.

That's the real world.

What's it like?

Outside.

Well, it's roomier than in here.

And some of it has grass on.

Show me.

Show me what I've missed.

Show me the sky.

Open it.

I want to see...

I want to touch...

There's so much of it.

An entire world to walk.

No!

I've not been released from wood
and paint to be trapped

in here! This is such a cheat!

We could make a home for you here.

Well, this wing
is being refurbished.

It could be yours.

A suite, a whole floor,

you could live here.

A thinking, breathing work of art!

I don't want to be a work of art!

Where is the fun
in hanging on walls?

He's speaking to me.

Yes, my brother in living paint.

Of course. I see.

Once we are united,

we will both be free

and nothing will stand in our way.

Not gallery walls
or pathetic humans!

I hope Clyde's OK.

Clyde can look after himself. Yeah.

Euch, that woman's face
is everywhere.

We have to find
a way to release Mum.

Why did we have that
stupid row about my room?

Because that's what happens.
Sometimes

parents, they just get on your case.

Mum and me,
we've never argued before.

Don't worry, Luke.

You'll get a chance to make it up.

He has spoken.

Now I know who my brother is.

He is a work so terrible

that no-one has laid eyes on it
since it was first created!

No, it can't be...
That's just a legend.

A story the cleaners and night staff
scare each other with...

It doesn't really exist.

My brother and I have waited all
these years to be brought together.

Five centuries, Harders.

And now you

are the man for the job.

So you take me to him,
and we will set him free!

Mona Lisa's looking for her brother.

Another painting in the gallery
with some sort of connection to her.

Could that be why she's come to
life... the two of them so close?

It's the logical explanation.

Perhaps if we can find it
before she does, we can stop her.

There has to be something
in these books to help.

And now he calls to me,
from the vaults below...

and now look
what we have to bring him...

After five centuries, he might
just feel a little bit peckish.

What is that thing?

Tell him, Harders.
A painting that shouldn't exist.

And now it's time for a viewing.

Bring him!

There's nothing.

No clue to any painting
linked to the Mona Lisa or Leonardo.

What about a painting
that isn't supposed to exist?

What? A legend.

A painting too terrifying
to be exhibited, even to look at.

The Abomination.

The story says that it was painted
by Giuseppe Di Cattivo,

known in 15th Century Florence
as the Artist of Nightmares.

So he didn't paint fluffy lambs
and bunny rabbits, then?

Even at the time his paintings

were considered disturbing,
an affront to Creation.

The Abomination was said
to have been his masterpiece.

"But when Guiseppe saw what he
had painted, a terror gripped him.

"He realised no-one could look on his
creation without losing their sanity.

"And he locked the painting
in a special case, made with wood

"from a hangman's gallows
to keep the Abomination

"from human eyes for all eternity."

He secured the case
with a complex Chinese puzzle-lock.

The next morning he was found
in his Florence apartments

beside the wooden case.

He had gone completely insane.

"The secret of the puzzle was

"lost to his ravaged mind, and the
painting has never been unlocked."

Isn't that just a corker of a story?

Except it's not just a story, is it?

We're about to find out.

The gallery took
possession of a collection of

Giuseppe's works in Victorian times.

This is the door to the vaults.
You don't really think this is

all going to work out
happily ever after, do you?

Ever since man first drew
on cave walls, all any artist ever

wanted to do was breathe life
into what they created.

Can't you appreciate the wonder
of what has happened today?

Can't you appreciate that she's nuts?

Standing right here, boys.

Right, Harders,

you first.

Giuseppe Di Cattivo...

Why does that name mean something?
I don't know.

I do know one thing.

He was in Florence. And that's
where Leonardo painted the Mona Lisa.

Plus, earlier she said
something about Leonardo using

paint from his "weirdo neighbour".

That's it! That's where I've seen
the name before! Come on!

Leonardo da Vinci and Giuseppe di
Cattivo were both in Florence...

and must have used
the same paint for both pictures.

That still doesn't explain how
both of them are coming to life.

Paint is a mineral pigment
held in oil.

What if the minerals came from
a rock that fell from space?

A meteorite? Like the one
that created Odd Bob the Clown.

An energy that survived on emotion.

For five centuries they were
apart and inactive. Dormant.

Bringing them together
has brought them to life.

Clyde said it sounded like a caged
bear and that's exactly what it is.

And we think the Mona Lisa is
bad news. Look! Clyde's bag.

Don't worry.

We can stop this.

I've never been as far inside
the old vaults before,

it's filthy.

You don't say.

But the stories say the Abomination
is down here somewhere.

Well, I don't see my brother!

If you're playing
games with me, Harders,

I'll feed you to him, as well,

feet first!

I think that's your brother calling.
GROWLING

Move it!

Once she's unlocked her brother,
she'll be finished with you.

Helping her isn't
going to make any difference.

Believe me, we're both going
to get abominated.

I know. But what can I do now?

GROWLING

If you ask me he doesn't seem
all that pleased to see you.

Show some respect
for my brother in living paint.

Cos once he's out of there...
then you'll see some fireworks!

Lisa, you can't do this!

He's right, you can't.
What's this, Harders?

Remember where you left
your backbone all of a sudden?

No.

The puzzle-lock is missing.

Where is it?!

Giuseppe's Chinese puzzle-lock.
I knew I'd seen it.

I remember everything I see.

I don't really get art.

Whoa, it's an art gallery.

But I knew this was something else.

Not art.

Part of a complex locking mechanism.
Part?

This is the key to the Abomination.

Somehow, it was separated from
the painting and catalogued by

the gallery
as just another work of art.

No-one ever realized
what it really was.

But if Mona Lisa wants to free The
Abomination she's going to need this.

And we can use that
to force her to release Mum.

You're going to bargain with her?
It's a nice idea, kid.

But I don't do deals.

Not while I'm packing heat.

Go fetch.

If you fire that blaster at us,
you'll destroy the puzzle-lock.

That's why I'm not
going to fire it then.

Unless you do something stupid like
smash the puzzle. Which you won't.

Because I've got your friend,
Clydey.

Where is he?
What have you done to him?

Don't worry. He's all right.

But you'd better
give me the puzzle-lock.

Now it's me you're bargaining with.

What?!

I've been a fool. Well,
I could've told you that any day.

Now give me the puzzle.
I thought you were wonderful.

I dedicated my professional life -

no, my life -
to bringing you to this gallery.

I know, I know,
you're my Number One Fan...

..now give me the puzzle-lock.

Not until you have released Miss
Trupp, and this young man's mother.

Oh, you can threaten me with your
ray gun, it makes no difference.

I'm responsible for this mess.

It's time I took a stand.

You won't. You wouldn't dare.

All these pretty pictures
are too precious to you...

all that history, all the colours...

No!!!

ABOMINATION GROWLS

Oh, you're so gonna wish
you hadn't done that,

well, for about a second, anyway!

No! Don't!

There's another way to release
the Abomination. I can help you!

You?

Luke?

But first you have
to take me to Clyde.

So, did you know Dick Turpin, then?

You don't say a lot, do you?

Of course you can't talk...

you only got painted with that mask.

You don't have a mouth.

A highwayman that can't
say "Stand and deliver".

Not much of a highwayman,
really, are you?

Clyde! Guys!

I knew you'd show up.

Trouble is, I've still got
Silent Bob here.

SOMETHING SNARLS

Oh, and him.

Oh, ey up,
I do love a good reunion, me.

Now whatever it is you're
going to do, you get on with it.

SHE TUTS

My brother's becoming restless.

What's going on? Luke's got a plan.

You're going to release
the Abomination. I'm what?!

Mr Harding destroyed the puzzle
lock. You can draw a new one.

I can?

OK. I can. But why would I?

Mona Lisa will make
the picture real and use it
to unlock the Abomination.

Which will then rampage across Earth
and everyone that sees it
will go mad or die.

Probably both.

I want Mum back.
You can't trust her.

Even I realise that now.

He's right mate. You know, Clydey,
this Sultana blaster.

I think you mean Sontaran.

Woteva! It hasn't seen much use,
that could easily change.

Do it, Clyde.
She can't use the photograph.

She has to use something
that's been drawn, something that's
been invested with human energy!

Luke, are you sure about this?

I know you're upset,
but this seems wrong.

Sarah Jane wouldn't want us
doing this. It's not her way.

You're right.
I'm not doing this Mum's way.

This is my way. Draw it. Please.

Just do it.

That's the way, Clydey.

Now you make this your best work,
in fact,

you make it a masterpiece.

I can't believe you're doing this.
Just trust me.

ABOMINATION GROWLS

My brother in living paint!

Your wait will soon be over,

and then your reign of
fire and sulphur shall begin.

And the world will be a rage of
flames at our feet.

You have to stop this, Mona Lisa.

I thought you wanted to experience
the world, not destroy it?

What use is that to me?

A world of flowers and trees,

or ablaze with fire and
torrents of molten lava?

That's it! You mustn't
do this, Clyde. Tear it up! No!

It's finished. I'm sorry.

And now it is time
to release my brother!

Give it to me.

Oooh, that's not bad, Clydey,
that's not bad at all.

I hope you know what you're doing,
my padawan.

You've gone right over
to the dark side.

I have it! I really hope
you know what you're doing!

Here, my brother...
your deliverance!

You are free!

It's coming out!! Don't look at it!

My brother!

K9? Now! What is that?

Where did you come from?!
Who let that metal mutt in here?

Don't mess with my dog, Lisa!

No!!!

No, my brother.
Don't abandon me. No!

Maximum pigmentation dispersal.

I'm not having this!

K9...look out!

What's happening! You...shoot 'em!

NO!!!

Everything it did is being reversed.

Oh, good work, K9!
Thank you, Mistress Rani.

I can't go back into that frame!

I won't! You've got no choice.

Please!
That room that you promised me.

A living work of art,
that's what you said.

I'll do it! I'll do anything
if you let me stay here
and you let me live...

He can't help you, Lisa.

No-one can. You're going back
to the way Leonardo created you...

paint and board.

But I've always
been able to think...

and to feel... And you still will.

Just back in your painting.
Where you belong.

I want to be flesh...

NO!!!

NO!!!

And that's the last of her, I hope.

With the Abomination destroyed,
she's never coming back.

K9, my man...

He was just a drawing too?!

From my sketchbook.

It was the picture underneath.

Luke wanted me to draw it so when
Lisa brought the lock into existence,

she brought K9 to life, too.

You mean you knew what he was
up to?! Of course I didn't.

But I trusted him.

My man!

Come on, we've got to find Mum.

Mia bella.

Miss Trupp!

Mum!

Oh, Luke!

You're safe!

Where's he going?

Oh, Miss Trupp!

Phyllis!

I've...had the most bizarre dream.

So have I.

The most bizarre, frightening dream
for 25 years.

When true happiness
was right there under my nose.

Call me Lionel.

Lionel?

Call you Lionel?
It's my name, Miss Trupp.

I mean, Phyllis.

My first name.

I know it's your name,

"Harders".

Mona Lisa dumped you, did she?

I'm sorry. I don't understand.
Oh, I heard you. "Mia bella!"

That...trollop imprisoned me.
And you were all over her!

You... You...

art tart!

Phyllis!

Wait...please! Uh-oh!

Looks like you've painted yourself
into a corner there, Harders.

A living consciousness
imprisoned like that.

I almost feel sorry for her.

Almost? Well, you can go off someone
when they trap you in a picture.

But I knew you three
would be there for me.

I knew you wouldn't let me down.
Well, it was all down to Luke,
really.

I know. And I am so proud of you.

My wonderful, clever,
resourceful, dependable son.

And messy? Oh, yes, that as well.

But then nobody's perfect.

Yeah, look at Mona Lisa.

And I'll sort out my room
when we get home. I promise.

And while you're doing that,
Clyde and I will be having a little
chat about Sontaran blasters.

Slitheen! They're back.

Slitheen back on Earth,
it means mayhem.

Switch it off, boys!
I won't ask you again.

No chance! Stand back, Miss Smith!

But who are you?
We are Blathereen.

This little plant
could save millions of lives.

Do you really think we can
trust the Blathereen?

Let her go! No!

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