His Dark Materials (2019) s02e01 Episode Script

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ROGER: Lyra?
(GASPS)
(BIRDSONG)
(PORTAL THRUMS QUIETLY)
(WIND WHISTLES)
ANGEL: Lord Asriel has
torn up our sky.
And left the world in chaos.
The witches believe this is
the start of a powerful prophecy.
(RAIN PATTERS)
One that could destroy
all existence
(THUNDER RUMBLES)
or make it anew.
It is time to prepare
to draw sides.
(CHATTERS QUIETLY)
(THUNDER RUMBLES)
(SOBS AND SNIFFLES)
PAN: I know, I miss Roger, too,
but we can't go back.
Lyra, look!
Asriel's photogram.
The city in the sky.
(WATER LAPS)
PAN: I don't like this.
Someone left in a hurry.
Where is everyone?
Something's happened here, Pan.
Asriel?
I wouldn't put it past him.
PAN: Should we ask the alethiometer
where everyone is?
No. We're not asking that thing anything.
Not yet.
I think we can trust it.
It's never lied to us.
Without it, would Roger have died?
No
we need to make our own way now.
(QUIET CHUGGING)
(HUM OF CHATTER)
(STAMPS FOOT)
GARRETT: We have all observatories
trained upon the schism.
All are reporting back the same thing.
One world.
And do they have a sense
of how to block up this hole?
Not as yet.
A new world, and Asriel simply
exploded it into being.
Presumably, it was already there.
- (THUMPS) Heresy!
- (INSECT BUZZES)
Cardinal
it is hardly heresy any more.
It is visible in the sky above our heads.
If you would just leave the vessel
to look at it.
I'll not be lectured by you on this issue.
Nor should you have to be.
Cardinal Sturrock, I simply ask
that rather than focus on
what is in the past,
we focus on what is in the present.
The fuse has been lit,
the bomb has been exploded.
The world is aware.
We cannot ignore what everyone has seen.
We would lose
- Damn you!
- (GLASS SHATTERS)
FRA PAVEL: Perhaps I may help?
There is a witch on board, caught as part
of our roundup of undesirables
following this incursion.
For centuries, witches have claimed
knowledge of other worlds.
This witch may help us
understand this instability.
MRS COULTER: Good.
Give me the honour of talking with her.
That is, if you men have
finished your discussions.
We have yet to understand
what is your precise role in all of this?
My "precise role"?
What did you and Asriel discuss
on the mountain on that night?
I never reached Asriel, Your Eminence.
Why do I doubt that?
I have absolutely no idea.
But you're right.
Asriel needs stopping.
This explosion requires investigation,
not ignorance.
There is one,
possibly multiple worlds out there.
And these witches have always known more
than they should. Let me find out what.
We cannot allow this woman
to take control!
You know, I look around this room
and I see failure.
Father MacPhail, who failed to even
emerge from Asriel's laboratory.
Fra Pavel, who couldn't read his
alethiometer to see what was happening.
I am not immune from failure myself.
I didn't reach Asriel in time
and I vow now never to fail again.
This witch, you believe you can find
an answer to what Asriel did?
Well, I believe that I am more
persuasive than most.
Test me on what I discover.
And if I discover nothing
then do your worst.
It's a cafe.
Maybe we could find something to eat
in there?
(BOLT CLANKS)
(HINGES CREAK)
- (LYRA GRUNTS)
- (SMASH)
You're hurting me! Ow!
That'll teach you for sneaking around.
I'm sorry I scared you.
You didn't scare me.
Sorry I scared you.
Please let me go.
Who are you?
Lyra Silvertongue.
Is this your house?
No. I'm Will Parry.
Finally, someone else to talk to.
That's Pan.
Where's your daemon?
How's it talking?
He does know not to touch me, right?
That's a talking animal.
No, it's not a talking animal.
That's my daemon.
Your what?
You don't have a daemon?
- I can't see one.
- That's impossible.
I don't know what you're talking about.
No.
Come on, Pan.
Lyra Silvertongue
wait!
PAN: Don't make assumptions.
He seems kind. He could be helpful.
(JOLLY WHISTLING)
(WHISTLING)
(CLATTERS)
Fixed my heater yet?
Heater's still busted.
Compass, too.
Compass has got fritzed by the storm.
Lee, you're being strange.
I'm not being strange.
The whole world is talking
about that tear in the sky.
The witches will want us
to join the fight.
We're not here to talk about the fight,
we're here to talk about Lyra
and see if the witches can help us.
They might know this weapon
we're looking for.
Lee, look.
Well, isn't that something?
Lyra, we need to think sensibly.
If your father was here, he's gone.
So, we need a new plan.
But we're going to need friends and
LYRA: We had a friend, he died.
Please, think.
- Perhaps he's our only chance to
- Hi.
Hi, Will.
Sorry, I didn't mean to offend you.
It's just
I've never seen a daemon before.
To me, "daemon" means something evil.
Er thanks?
You're not from here, are you?
From this world?
Me neither.
How did you get here?
I crossed through a window
that my father made.
You?
Er (LAUGHS)
I, er, followed a cat
through a hole in the air.
It sounds mad!
So, there are three worlds
and two windows?
All connected to here.
Look, I know this world
doesn't make sense.
And I don't know whether
I'm odd for not having a daemon
or you're odd for having one.
But, maybe, we could look around together?
The three of us.
That's the best idea I've heard all day.
(ENGINES CHUG)
(GROWLING)
Strange new times.
It must be hard to be separated
from your sister witches?
Now I am trying to help you.
Not out of any generosity of spirit
but, rather, pragmatism.
Such an underrated quality.
You know that you're trapped?
You and your daemon.
All you have is the information you carry.
Share that information
and we can become productive.
And productive people
Well, they are generally treated
very well.
I'm looking for a child
last seen with an aeronaut
and one of your kind at Bolvangar.
I can tell you nothing.
Hm.
A witch's cloud-pine.
(GASPS)
Is it true that within it
is your ability to fly?
Your ability to use magic?
What is within me is vaster
than anything you can imagine.
(WITCH GASPS)
(WITCH GROANS)
LYRA: Someone must be able to tell us
how these worlds are connected.
There's millions of worlds.
My father saw this one why?
I think it has to do with Dust.
I think that's why I'm here.
Dust?
You don't have Dust?
No, we have dust.
I'm just guessing my dust
is not the same as your Dust.
- Well, some people think it's sin.
- Sin?
(SCOFFS)
I actually think
it's more complicated than that.
I think, if bad people think it's bad,
then maybe it's good.
(BOTTLES CLATTER NEARBY)
Did you hear that?
- PAN: There's someone there.
- (WIND WHISTLES)
(SQUAWKING)
(YELLS) Wait!
I just want to talk to you!
LYRA: Stop!
Come on!
(CLUNKS)
Hey! Get off!
Get off! Leave me alone!
Who are you
and why were you running from us?
- Who are you and why were you chasing us?
- Because
you're the only other people
we've seen here.
- We just want to know about this place.
- (PANTING)
(LAUGHS)
Nah, I'm good.
Don't worry, we're good at snuffling
the safe stuff, aren't we, Paola?
The bread's still fresh.
Where are the grown-ups?
The clever ones have run.
Since the attack.
Spectres are everywhere.
What are Spectres?
- Is that why no-one's here?
- You don't know what Spectres are?
They're bad, these Spectres?
You're safe yet. You're still a girl.
He's close, though, to the change.
What change?
When you're a man
and the Spectres can get you.
Just like Tullio.
Who's Tullio?
No-one.
We've got to be careful, that's all.
So, if Spectres are everywhere,
then why can't we see them?
Only adults can see Spectres.
What do they do?
It's awful.
They take your insides out.
You're still alive,
but everything that makes you human
that's gone.
Our parents, it happened to them.
So it's just us now.
And we're happy. Aren't we, Paola?
Can run around the city now.
Do what we like.
And so can you.
ANGELICA: See you around.
- What are you doing?
- Paying for the food we ate.
Paying who?
Eating without paying for it is stealing.
If you start behaving like a grown-up,
the Spectres will get you.
What do you think of her?
- I don't trust her.
- Nor do I.
They didn't have daemons either.
Yeah, looks like you're the odd one out.
You're going to have to keep him hidden.
I'm not hiding!
SERAFINA: Sisters, the child
we have expected has vanished.
I have invited Mr Scoresby here
to share his thoughts.
Speak, Lee.
Since losing Lyra,
I have concerned myself with a man
named Stanislaus Grumman.
Has anyone heard of him?
No?
Well, various rumours surround him
but people say he knows the
whereabouts of some kind of object
that gives magical protection.
Knowing Lyra, and the trouble she's in,
I thought I might find this item
for her and take it to her.
- Get her that protection.
- Thank you, Lee.
This protection will be of use
to her wherever she is.
You think so?
Take this with you.
And whenever you need my help,
hold it in your hand and call to me.
- I shall hear you wherever you are.
- Thank you, ma'am.
Lord Asriel has opened the way
from this world to another,
and the child of the prophecy
is on her path.
Lee can help her.
- (THUNDER RUMBLES)
- We must decide our part to play.
SERAFINA: Queen Skadi?
Queen Serafina Pekkala,
that man does not belong here.
He is here at my reckoning, as are you.
Ruta Skadi is angry.
Everyone should be angry.
RUTA: Sisters!
Katja Sirkka has been taken prisoner
by the Magisterium.
I have word they are rounding up anyone
who questions their authority.
The way those animals in the Magisterium
have cracked down
upon the world since the opening.
Towns tightly controlled by armies.
We're out of our depth here.
Shut up, Hester.
So, the time has come to act,
to show the Magisterium
that their actions have consequences.
And I am here to beg you,
Serafina Pekkala,
and all the sisters here.
Join me in rescuing Katja.
I believe we have no choice.
The prophecy was clear,
we must find the child.
The prophecy is not all there is.
You risk too much.
The Magisterium
has thrived under your indifference.
Ruta Skadi will show them
we are indifferent no more,
with or without your clan's help.
Lyra!
Are you hungry?
I made an omelette.
If you have omelettes in your world.
So, you're a kitchen boy, then?
What?
In your world, you're a kitchen boy.
No.
What's in this?
Egg.
I'm guessing you don't use cutlery
in your world either.
Very funny.
It's good, the "ommalat".
Does Pan need to eat, too?
Some cheese or?
No.
He's a daemon.
But thank you for the offer.
I've never had to explain
a daemon before.
It's a part of me.
He's me and I'm him, I guess?
You'll soon understand.
How long have you been here?
Couple of days.
- You?
- Three days.
I was thinking
maybe we are better off
sticking together from now on.
You want me to stay?
To set up camp here?
I meant we should explore together.
I didn't mean you should move in.
Probably easier, though, isn't it?
Now that we're sticking together.
Every house here is deserted,
you don't have to move into mine.
Your house?
First, you attack me,
and then you run away.
And now you're trying to stay here.
You move at 100 miles an hour!
"100 miles an hour"?
It means fast.
Oh, I do move quickly, I always have.
But you said we're better off together,
and so I guess you're stuck with me.
I'll take the small bed if you want.
I was sleeping there.
OK, OK, fine.
Yeah, I'll find somewhere downstairs.
Hm.
Finally, you make a good decision.
A very good decision.
(THUNDER CRASHES)
I will ask once again.
Are you witches travelling between worlds?
What did you tell Asriel
of what he'd find?
Please, no more.
Come on, Katja.
I know he had a witch lover.
He boasted of it to me.
Asriel is not even your concern.
That's more like it.
Who is my concern?
The prophecy has begun
and you cannot stop it,
however powerful you think you are.
What is this prophecy that I cannot stop?
(KATJA WHIMPERS)
(SCREAMS)
(THUNDER CRASHES)
(KATJA SCREAMS)
KATJA: The prophecy is
about a girl named Lyra.
What do you know about Lyra?
KATJA: She is known
by another name.
But I will not betray
the child of the prophecy.
(HISSES) Tell me
who Lyra Belacqua is!
KATJA: Yambe-Akka!
Come to me!
SERGI: She is ready!
She has called for death.
(WHOOSHING)
(WHISPERS) Be at peace.
(SCREECHES)
Stop her!
Get in here now! The witch is escaping!
What is going on?
(GASPS)
(THUNDER CRASHES)
There's no point
in just sitting there looking at it.
At some point,
we need to start using it again.
We tried it your way
and haven't gotten answers.
Be honest, what do you want to know?
I'd ask if my mother's still following me.
Or where my father was.
Or what this place is.
Whether Roger would forgive me.
Or what should I do now.
So ask it.
Lyra, you can read it for a reason.
No.
We've come here to find out about Dust
and we need help.
(CLUNKING)
- (THUDS)
- (WATER SPLASHES)
I've got the shower fixed.
Shower?
Washing?
You wash?
Yeah, at a sink.
Or in a bath.
Showers are like baths, but standing up.
Hmm.
Well, at least consider it.
And if you change your mind,
you've got towel and soap.
I'll take the first shower.
I don't need a stand-up bath.
Do I?
That's one question you don't have to
ask the alethiometer.
No, I'm fine as I am.
(CLATTERING)
Whoa, watch out!
(PAN SIGHS)
See?
It's easy.
Thanks.
Don't thank me.
You're the one who taught me
how to do it.
You seem to have added
your own twist to it.
(CRUNCHES)
What do you think's in there?
(CLICKS)
(CROCKERY CLATTERS)
PAN: Over here, look.
(CROCKERY CLATTERS NEARBY)
(WATER TRICKLES)
Go on.
WILL: It must have been the Spectres.
Lucky they can't attack us.
Until we're old enough.
She said I was close.
- (CHILDREN SHOUT)
- (ANIMAL SCREECHES)
- (SCREECHING)
- WILL: Those screams aren't human!
(SCREECHING)
- (CHILDREN SHOUT)
- (STICKS CLACK)
WILL: Stop!
- What would you hurt this cat for?
- You aren't from here.
- You aren't from Cittàgazze.
- Get out of my way.
Maybe I don't want to get out
of your way.
Then I'll make you get out the way.
- (SNARLING)
- (ALL GASP)
Angelica, was it?
Go home, Angelica.
(PAN SNARLS)
Come on.
- Good job at staying hidden!
- You needed my help.
(MUFFLED TANNOY ANNOUNCEMENT)
He's no better?
No. We need to dock as soon as we can.
I shall find the finest physicians
to attend to him.
Or you couldn't.
What are you proposing?
If he lives, it's clear
the Authority wants him to lead.
If he dies, then a choice has been made.
The Magisterium needs strong leadership,
not a bloated man who never knew how to
turn down a glass of wine
Mrs Coulter, why should I trust you
after what happened?
I explained what happened.
I made sure you were safe
and I continued up the mountain.
But this is not about trust.
This is about faith.
You heard the man, he'd seal up the world.
He'd try to persuade people that
this never happened.
And you and I both know
the Magisterium cannot survive that.
It needs you.
And in return for this counsel,
or this support?
I give this counsel
because I believe in the right path.
And, yes, with you in place,
I can pursue other interests
- What interests?
- That is not your concern.
I will tell everyone on the ship
that the Cardinal
has specifically requested to be
left alone in prayer
and I will personally tend to his wounds.
Murder?
I will make it my sin.
As a first act
of service.
(CRACKLING)
(HISSING)
(BUBBLING AND HISSING)
You know it's strange
that everyone's gone,
but the anbarics still work.
The what?
The anbaric, those lights.
Oh!
We call them electric.
Electrum's a stone.
I mean, it's a jewel which grows
in the gum of trees,
and it gets insects stuck in it sometimes.
Oh, you mean amber.
So, your world's like my world,
but with the words mixed up.
Or your world's like my world,
with all the words mixed up.
The experimental theologians in Oxford
would love this place.
Did you just say Oxford?!
In my world there's a place
called Oxford.
- That's where I come from.
- I'm from Oxford.
That's where my window is.
Two Oxfords?
Worlds apart.
There's an Oxford in your world, too?
Has it got scholars?
I mean, there's a university, but
Maybe I can find one who can tell me
about Dust?
- Lyra, you're you're from Oxford!
- Will, we need to go now!
Please!
Show me the window.
No-one will talk about Dust
in my world, but maybe in yours,
they can give me answers?
Answers to what?
I wouldn't ask you
if it wasn't important.
I need your help.
I'm not safe in my Oxford.
And I'm not safe in my Oxford.
I mean, it's risky for me to return,
but there are things to check on
back home.
Fine. First thing tomorrow morning.
Thank you.
You know,
you do have a daemon
even if you don't know it.
Can you see it?
Not yet.
But I will.
(SQUEAKING)
(WATER SPLASHES)
(SNIFFS)
It didn't lie to us, Lyra.
It helped us find Billy Costa.
It told us the truth when we asked it.
Exactly.
It told us about Billy.
It didn't tell us what my father
planned to do with Roger.
So, it tells us the truth but
It just doesn't tell us everything.
He trusts me.
I need to know
whether I can trust him.
(SIGHS)
So, ask it about Will.
He's a murderer.
(GASPS)
(GASPS)
(CRACKLING)
PAN: He's a murderer?!
The good kind.
Just like Iorek.
But there's something else
about him, too.
He's connected to
this place.
He's got something
to do here.
I think we both do.
(CHIMES TINKLE)
(CRACKLING)
(HISSING)