All language subtitles for Children of Fire Mountain 4 (1979 New Zealand Kids Series)

Lets go all

I'm going to go!

I'm going to go!

Be like an old fucker!

I'm going to go!

Can't go!

Be like a big boy!

What you're in need at night, I thought.

He must be after something.

What? Like making mince money?

I wouldn't be surprised.

How did you get the body?

The same way you got those greenstone things.

We're selling this rocket.

When they die from it, do me text the bodies.

What are you doing at night?

I tell you he's up to something.

How can nobody else keep growing up?

I thought, wasn't for that Sarah Jamie could have had him.

Now, good, Filenthinks, the whole thing was just a game.

Girls, what have they do it?

They want to be growing up.

My sister's silly and out, then she was when she went to school.

It's those stupid corset things she wears.

They cut off the blood to the brain.

I hope Kitty's not like that when she grows up.

Down to me.

Unless you keep away from corsets.

Come on, I'll race you to the boat.

I'm sorry, Sir Charles, but what can I do?

Stay in bed until you're better.

To the boat.

You're not coming to me.

I can't.

Don't leave me alone.

I can't.

I'm sorry, sir Charles, but what can I do?

Stay in bed until you're better.

Don't.

But what can I do?

Stay in bed until you're better.

Doesn't seem to make any difference.

Why don't you try a thermal bath?

This is Gregory, I couldn't.

If you've had any sense, you'll do what she says.

Clear that up in a week.

I haven't got arthritis.

Oh, the spa isn't just for a matic's, Miss Proctor.

I'm sure you'd feel much better.

I'm sorry, but I would rather suffer.

We wouldn't.

It's quite private, you know, and it's not being used.

You can have the big pool to yourself.

It isn't that.

What is it, woman?

I simply don't believe in black magic.

Black magic, black magic.

What do you mean?

Take a look at this.

A fortnight ago, I could barely hold a book.

Yes, Sir Charles.

It is a miracle, thank the Lord.

But it is not because of the waters.

You think what you like.

Sir Charles, there's someone to see you.

Ah, you are as worthy.

I'm glad you could get here.

Every staying is my guest.

Several days, I should think.

Ah, I'd say you could do with a drink,

after the dust of the jet.

I think there's a need I could.

What do you think?

True, I think it's good.

Ah, ah!

I wish you'd try the bath house.

I'd better start there than the colony.

Great, great.

I've noticed why it came here.

I thought it would be a challenge.

I need to keep your sanity.

Anyway, let's get down to business.

Come on, Gregory.

Wear those drinks.

Say, come here, dog.

How much are you, Sir Charles?

I can't take paper.

They're grabbed with money like civilized people.

Hello there, Mr. Dwyer.

What are you doing the way out here?

Just been for a walk.

Oh, which way were you heading?

Back to the hotel.

Can you go in the wrong way?

Oh, it's so confusing without signposts.

Oh, come on, I'll give you a lift.

I'd be meaning to thank you for what you did the other day.

Well, that I don't find practical jokes very funny.

I think they've made much sense to me.

Spring, Bali, all over your cart.

Well, they've tried to make out of his operation still.

Shall I fall?

They're right here if a joke.

Well, I think that's very wicked.

Well, I wish some more the young folk round here

had your sense of right and wrong.

Get up.

Get up, Bali.

This is quiet.

No, no.

Look.

Look.

I've stolen nothing from you.

You're a hicki-at-a-hocky.

You're a hicki-at-a-hocky.

I've stolen nothing from you.

You're a hicki-at-a-hocky.

Who's the hicki-at-a-hocky?

Who's the hicki-at-a-hocky?

Now comes K

Good bread stock.

ThoseoplFanrat Shinyes that shook.

HuangYu!

HuangYu!

ón,

PlHeyu

How are you being?

Sir, an old fool.

They have consultant put him away.

I think so.

I think so.

Where did it come from?

They saw something to the marries.

It's a mate.

Like a fool I talked to and carved instead of cash.

How did you stop the horse?

Yes, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Look at that.

What's she doing with do-me-dwire?

Probably took her for a ride in his cat.

To think of her being so honest,

she's got to go.

It's easier to sit than done.

Excuse me.

Your drinks.

Thanks, John.

Thank you.

Hi, Mrs. Gregory.

Thank you, all here.

Please sit down.

My friends.

If it hadn't been for a chance to mark my London club,

I wouldn't be here.

I don't mind admitting I came with a good deal of cynicism.

But I was a desperate man.

Desperate enough to journey across the world with my granddaughter and her governess.

A fully expecting to face the journey home with my affliction,

as it had been before.

But happily.

Most happily, how is mistaken?

The results are plain to see.

But it matters not how miraculous the waters.

If the world doesn't know the place, it may as well not exist.

And remembering that rush-worthy here,

when a Britain's finest architect has settled in the Antipedes,

I had an inspiration.

My friends, I will keep you in suspense no longer.

I'm delighted to announce that I intend to build for Winamo a grand hotel,

the rival of any in Europe.

And yet if it's so impressive and lavish,

the people will travel from the four corners of the globe to sample its delight.

And in so doing, my friends,

I will make this place the most famous spa in the world.

Bravo!

Well done, Sir Charles. Well done!

And all you could say was well done.

Well, what did you expect me to say?

That's all we need, another hotel.

Well, if it's anything like he says it will be,

it'll make the area face.

If it's anything like he says it will be, who's going to stay at the Albion?

His grand hotel might be good for Sir Charles,

and good for the town. But what will it do for us?

You always said you didn't want to run a hotel for the rest of your life.

What I meant was to sell out or retire gracefully,

not to be forced out of business by one of our former guests.

We don't understand. They won't be any guests.

The hotel is the troublesome side of the business.

A great deal of work and very little return.

The bathhouses why people come.

Let Sir Charles build his grand hotel.

We'll concentrate on the spa.

How do we know he won't build a spa as well?

You heard what he said. My grand hotel.

I know what he said, but can he be trusted?

Oh, he said, gentlemen, my dear. He do nothing underhand.

In the first place, the doors of your ears must be closed against bad language.

The doors of your eyes to bad looks and low wicked papers.

Under door to your lips will need much care for the guard and unruly member.

In this latter respect, be especially guarded,

else it will let out false, angry or trifling words.

The inner door to your heart must be shut.

The biggest door to your own.

He's got thousands and thousands of parents.

Of course he's pretty angry.

But what will it mean to the Albion?

Thomas Gregory!

Yes, sir.

Have you finished your sons?

Yes, sir.

I'll have no talking.

Stay in after school and count yourself lucky you don't get a stick.

Yes, sir.

Put down your pencil, you should all finish by now.

You're spelling books and copy down the words on the blackboard.

What is it, Curie?

Please, uh, broken my pencil.

We're going on from someone else?

Yes, sir.

It's out in a whoever, Curie.

Pomerie!

Stand up.

Did I hear you speaking Maori?

You know the rules.

You'll stay in as well.

There'll be no Maori spoken in the school.

If you want to get wrong in the swell of my boy, you'll speak English.

And nothing else.

Yes, sir.

Do sir.

Do sir.

Do sir.

Do sir.

Do sir.

Do sir.

Do sir.

Do sir.

Do sir.

Do sir.

Do sir.

Do sir.

Do sir.

Do sir.

Do sir.

Do sir.

Do sir.

Do sir.

Do sir.

Pomerie!

Pomerie!

Pomerie!

Pomerie!

Pomerie!

Pomerie!

Pomerie!

Grecuerite!

100 times, and you're best writing.

And when they're finished, leave them on my desk.

I shall obey the school rules at all times without exception.

Never rains at pause.

Hurry up. We've got to take Christopher across the lake.

Oh, who's the child that can't become here?

I'm curious, Althwite, so what does he do?

Put us out of business.

I have the wine happen.

Yes, it will.

He's even got an architect to drop the plans.

If I was father, I'd throw him out on the street.

It's bankruptcy for sure.

The Gregory name will be dragged through all the courts.

There's nothing we can do.

There must be something.

Wonder if Christopher can help.

Well, not unless we help him.

Hurry up and finish your work.

A hundred times.

Mr. Fade!

Where are the others?

They're heading to stay in.

They won't be long. They'll meet us at the duty.

What mischief will they be up to this time?

Oh, nothing much. What's that?

It's a seismograph. An instrument for measuring earthquakes.

What do you want to do that for?

Well, I'm studying the connection between Earth tremors and volcanoes

to see if it's possible to predict an eruption.

Won't the mountain have to blow up before you know that?

I suppose it will.

Do you want the mountain to blow up?

Wow.

As a scientist, it'd be interesting.

I could certainly test my theories.

But I think I'll be content of its days as it is.

Hey.

There's a dressing gown on the back of the dormers' proctor.

Something the matter, Mrs. Gregory.

It's the minerals in the water, Mrs. Proctor.

I'm afraid it rots the fabric.

Then what am I supposed to do?

Well, it's fun for Ivan, you know. No one will see.

I would rather ruin the costume, Mrs. Gregory, than ruin my reputation.

Anything you say in Mrs. Proctor?

If it comes to that, I'd rather not be bothered.

Oh, come on, Mrs. Proctor. You agreed to give me to try?

Against my better job.

Judge...

Judge...

When you're ready.

Just ease yourself in.

Slowly.

There. How does it feel?

Ah!

If you don't help, it will be ruined.

Don't you think you're exaggerating? Slightly?

Once he's built his grand hotel, no one will want to stay at the LVN.

I can't believe that.

It's a great way to show his career to you.

Oh, what do you want me to do?

Tell him all about the eruption.

All about the terrible earthquakes. Tell him it isn't safe.

He wouldn't believe me, Tom.

There's a flourishing community here.

It's good enough for you.

Oh, pass me that tube, Hamilton.

That's fun.

Please. Thank you.

He doesn't think much of us, colonial's.

He thinks we're all touched by the sun.

If he does want to build a hotel, tell him it's safe for an England.

I don't think I'll be able to dissuade him, Tom.

I think he's made up his mind.

Do you want to marry the daughter of a bankrupt?

No, you are jumping to conclusions.

Come on, all aboard.

No one seems to care.

All right, Tom.

Tom, I'll warn him that a certain danger is building in a thermal region.

Thank you, Tom.

I'll warn him that a certain danger is building in a thermal region.

Thank you, Tom.

Well, I think it's beautiful.

Oh, it's impressive.

Oh, now all we need is a sight.

Yes.

That won't be easy.

What?

Finding somewhere stable.

On the ground round here, shifting all the time.

Puppy gut.

Look at the argument. Not a crack to be seen.

Oh, we're aware of the problems.

We've made them an open in Wellington. That's why we're building timber.

Why Nama is a little different.

When was the last time you had a major eruption in Auckland?

What are you talking about, man?

Montero Wira erupted in 86.

Molten lava. Charles of debris.

The edge blocked out the sand.

Oh, it must have been wonderful.

It completely destroyed a Murray village and laid waste half the countryside.

Not to mention the loss of 153 lies.

Why Nama was never in danger.

Perhaps won't be so lucky next time.

Oh, come now, Bayon, aren't you going a bit far?

How often does a thing like that happen?

We went twice in a million years.

That's probably what they said in Pompeii.

It's about as likely as another ice age.

Surely, Christopher, the odds are better now than if it hadn't blown.

Lately never strikes twice in the same place.

It was good enough for you, James. It was good enough for me.

If we all thought like that, then Nama said, be here, including you, precisely.

And so, later this afternoon, Rushwettie, we choose our sight.

Hey, you scared the fish.

How are the planes for the Grand Hotel?

Father took them off to look for a sight.

Why can't he see what's going on?

Even Miss Proctor's beginning to like it here.

She took a bath yesterday.

It almost cured her cold.

I like to bid in. She's complaining.

She must make Sir Charles into going home.

Hey, that's it! What? Miss Proctor? She's the key.

If we can get her upset enough, she makes her Charles go.

Just after they arrived, Miss Proctor put on such a performance

that Sir Charles nearly did for a client just for the sake of peace.

What do we do?

I don't know.

But she's pretty jumpy.

I reckon we can think of something.

Well, come on.

What are you talking to us?

What are we talking to?

What's wrong? What's the matter?

We got it just in time that was close.

What's the matter?

The tiny fas!

So what?

The terrible, bloody, fucking tiny fas!

Where? Where?

They live in the water.

All green and slimy. Great big team.

They live on human blood.

Then why don't they bother you?

You've got to know where to swim.

That's right. The biggest ones. They live here.

Don't worry, Miss Proctor. It's just another of their tails.

Oh, is it now? I wouldn't be surprised if tiny fas don't even exist.

Oh, yes they do. They exist all right. Then prove it.

All right. We won't. We'll get the net. We'll show her. We'll go and catch one.

Yeah. Yeah.

Sarah James!

Oh, don't be silly.

Here, James. Here.

Oh! Oh!

What do you think?

The aspect looks right. Look at the view right down the lake.

There. It seems perfect.

Who owns the land, James?

Well, that is a bit of a problem. It's a disputed title.

No. The Dwyer, the local butcher, has claimed it in lieu of a debt.

The Māori saves theirs.

I'll do it with the butcher.

There's another problem as well.

For a newy has declared it tarpu.

Tarpu? Sacred. Under his protection.

It was owned by the Māori who were killed in the eruption.

No one has set foot on the land since...

Mumbo jumbo, tough and nonsense.

Strange things have happened on tarpu land.

There's even some Europeans who believe it.

No, then.

Perhaps it's time someone disproved this superstition.

Nor is it a chance. Please.

It's treated very seriously.

You could cause unnecessary trouble.

Surely there's someone else?

No, Gregory.

I tend to own this land.

This is where I intend to build my hotel.

I won't be given a stop for you.

What's all this in it up?

We're going to catch a tannic farm.

Oh.

What?

But a tannic farm is a mythical beast.

That's all right.

We've got a mate.

Heh.

There.

All things bright and beautiful.

All three cars play lights with you.

All things bright and wonderful.

The Lord could make them all.

It's little love at all.

Is that you, Mrs. Gregory?

We've got to keep it alive.

Oh, they won't believe us.

Do tannic farms like hot water?

Like it.

Who is it?

It takes them grown.

Look out!

I'm dropping it.

It's getting away.

What's that?

Oh!

Oh, Mrs. Gregory!

That's it!

That's it!

That's it!

Oh, I'll be!

I'll be!

Oh!

Please, Mrs. Walter!

The heck out, she must.

I'm sure they didn't know you were there, Miss Proctor.

I will accompany you to the station.

There is no need!

Please, Miss Proctor, please!

Don't go!

If your grandfather cared, we would all be going.

Well, it hasn't exactly tuned out as intended.

I think Sir Charles is actually placed to see you go.

Just as well.

And it would have been the end of Dad's razor-strop again,

as well as scrubbing down the veranda.

But the real trouble is that with Miss Proctor gone,

little Miss Primm will probably have to come to school,

as if it isn't enough having to put up with her already.

We suppose she thought that it was fun.

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