Conan the Adventurer (1997–1998): Season 1, Episode 3 - Lair of the Beastmen - full transcript
After the
oceans swallowed Atlantis
and before recorded
history, there was an age
when mythical kingdoms spread
across an uncharted world.
This was the age of Conan.
Enslaved as a boy, Conan
grew into a warrior.
He escaped to encounter
mystery, magic, and myth
while forever facing the
ultimate master of sorcery.
Lover, friend, hero.
His destiny was to free
the oppressed and become
a king by his own hand.
Conan.
I don't like horses,
dark places, or water over a foot deep.
We were headed east trying to locate
Hissah Zul's stronghold, and already,
we're running into two out of the three.
Hey, hey!
Halt!
We have to lead the horses.
Walk?
If they are injured, we will do
a great deal more walking.
Level ground would be
a blessing right now!
A way through the mountain
is never level and smooth.
We could go around!
The sword of Atlantis
led us in this direction.
There is need for us here.
We have to follow it.
You take one step, I take two!
And on top of it, I have to eat cold food!
Quit complaining!
We all want a hot meal!
He's afraid of the legends of Asgard.
Legends?
What legends?
The legends of the beastmen who live
in the mountain and an old witch
who lures men into her grasp.
It's old wives' tales, huh?
Just in case the old wives were right,
can somebody give me a hand?
At least somebody has a heart!
And he's dry!
Yah!
There are too many!
Our only escape is up!
Not gonna make it!
Zebben, Otli, this way!
What about the beastmen?
Beastmen, here I come.
Up the mountain!
Come!
You can do it!
What's the matter, heights frighten you?
Whoa!
Well.
What we need now is a nice, cheerful fire.
They say the pass
that leads to the valley
beyond is somewhere up
here if we can find it.
I will.
You're not gonna leave us here, are you?
You can come with me,
or wait until I come back.
Have a safe trip.
Thank you, my friend.
Those
soldiers had no sense
of humor, but they're smart enough to fear
the beastmen.
Who's there?
Who are you?
I
thought you had the magic
to start fires anywhere, Otli.
I do, but this wind has the magic
to put them out.
Zebben insists that
Conan has been captured
by the beastmen.
He wants us to go look for him.
Oh, that's right, let's everyone go off
on a wild goose chase and leave me here,
by myself!
Exactly, you stay here while we're gone
in case he comes back.
I've half a mind to wake this manling up
and make him walk for himself.
This manling has size and strength.
Perhaps the outside
world is a better place
than we are told.
We will never know.
Hissah Zul has deemed
us to mine ore for him.
It is our fate.
Where is Kra?
This manling killed him.
And you just left his
body on the mountainside?
I couldn't bring them both!
This creature weighs a ton.
No manling has ever
killed a Bruthaim huntsman.
Take him before Gokrey.
He can work to make up for it.
We don't take orders from you, Arali.
It would be my master's
wish, not my own.
We will take him to
the throne room, Korba.
It is much closer than the pens.
The sword of Atlantis!
It's colder than ice!
Something must have happened to Conan!
He would've never left his sword behind!
If Conan is dead, then so are we.
Come, let's tell Otli the news.
Yeah, this is a large one.
And he's vicious, Gokrey.
He murdered Kra.
How?
With a sword, master.
A great sword, like the weapons of old.
What do they call you, manling?
I'm a man, not a manling!
I'm not sure you'll
make a very good slave.
I'll make no slave at all, you animal!
You call me an animal?
You're the workhorse here, man.
So you see, I treat
well-behaved humans nicely.
She also treats me well.
What kind of woman are you?!
With a beast like this?
You are a prisoner in Bruthaim!
You asking no questions!
Down on your knees, manling!
Down, manling!
Guards!
Take him to the pens!
You will learn, large one.
You will learn.
Agh!
Welcome to the slave pens of Bruthaim!
My name is Keiord.
I am foreman of this sector.
Conan, of Cimmeria.
Your hands are still bound!
Gorbah and Gol clearly fear you.
They would fear me more if they knew
how close they came to death.
Yes, yes!
I heard how well you battled before they
captured you up above.
Not well enough.
Let me help you.
We have a little food
left over from feeding time.
Do not let hunger weaken you.
Feeding time?
I'm not a beast of burden.
We all are.
You'll get used to it.
All newcomers resist at first,
but the beatings, starvation, this is all
you can look forward to if you don't do
as the beastmen tell you.
Like Keiord and Dara,
who have lived their
whole lives in darkness.
Those of us who still
remember life above ground
try hard to forget.
You can fight to be free!
How?
Any way you can.
With these!
This is the only life
we've ever known, Conan.
Those who come from above like you
bring us our only other
view of the manlings.
We are men.
No, no, we are manlings.
In time, you will be one as well.
There is no escape from
the slave pens of Bruthaim!
Only death!
I will escape.
Why do you disturb
me when I'm instructing
my new serving girl?
I'm sure you were, my wizard.
But I thought this more important.
Important, important?
What could be more important
than serving girls?
Yes, instructing can be wearing on you.
But I thought you should know about Conan!
While you are still alive.
Conan, Conan, what about him?
As afar as I know, he
spends most of his time
interrupting my most intimate moments.
He is in the land of the Bruthaims.
I don't give a pig's
ear for the Bruthiams
so long as they mine ore; they're beasts!
Forgive me, oh, great one.
I only repeat what has been
spoken by these creatures.
Their words, having little meaning
beyond their own land.
Then why tell me?
Conan was chased there by our soldiers.
He is now a prisoner.
It would be an opportunity to destroy him.
He has the strength of ten men,
but the beastmen will wear him down
or throw him in the pit and watch him die.
I would like to see that too, but we must
allow that entertainment for their reward.
You are most generous, oh, great one.
But that will take time.
So meanwhile we will watch Conan
mine some ore.
And if he escapes?
No one has ever escaped
from the mines of Bruthaim.
That is history, we are
dealing with the present.
You are being very insolent, and if you
are not careful, I will
put wine in your water
and give you the morning pain.
Don't kill me!
I've already risked my life to come here.
I know you hate me for helping
the beastmen trap you.
I couldn't help it.
I saw no ropes holding
you on the mountainside.
If I tried to run,
Gokrey would cut my throat.
And then kill ten slaves in reprisal.
Wake up!
Don't let them see me, if Gokrey...
Wake up, dogs!
It's time to go to work!
Move!
Wake up!
Wake up!
Move!
Or I'll whip your naked skin raw!
Move!
This one's violent.
But we'll work it out of him.
Who's that?
It's one of the children.
Sick, can't work.
I'll be the judge of that, Keiord!
Leave her alone.
Move, manling!
Move!
Work!
Work!
Work, work!
Break you, I will, manling!
Move this rock from here to here!
Then, if I don't like the job you've done,
you'll move it again!
Get up and do as I say!
Get up!
Manling, get up!
Help me!
Help me!
Stop, stop, stop!
He is new!
He doesn't know the rules yet!
Back to work!
Do as they tell you, Conan.
It'll only be better for all of us.
Everyone, back to work.
Get up, please, please!
Please, stand.
He's a good worker, we need him.
He's a good worker.
Out of my way, Keiord!
We need him!
He's a good worker!
I'm telling you, we need him!
He's a good worker, he's
strong, he's healthy,
he just tripped!
Please, no, please!
Please!
Back to work!
This is food for pigs!
Eat it, otherwise they
don't feed you for days.
What is the thing they call "Gablah"?
Pray you never find out.
The work has made you strong, Keiord.
You should use your strength for freedom.
You've been summoned to
the throne room, manling.
Make one false move, and it's your head
we'll take to Gokrey.
I sent for you, not Gokrey.
Are you not afraid
your master will find us?
He's sleeping, soundly.
I drugged his wine.
I wanted to thank you for
saving me today, manling.
My name is Conan.
You've been whipped.
All slaves are whipped, except you.
Come closer.
I've felt my share of the lash.
Now come.
Sit beside me.
Tell me about the human world.
I've heard there are cities even greater
than Bruthaim.
What are the people like
who live in these cities?
Some are strong, others are weak.
They're good and bad,
courageous and cowardly.
Are the women beautiful?
Some of them.
Is there really such a thing as ships
that sail huge oceans manned by humans?
And do men really ride
upon long-legged animals
that move like the wind?
Yes.
We call them horses.
But now you tell me something.
What is the connection between Bruthaim
and this wizard Hissah Zul?
The ore from our mines.
Hissah Zul must have
great interest in this ore.
I've never heard of...
It was discovered a generation ago.
It forges into a metal
that's stronger than iron.
And the Bruthaims make
them into great weapons
for the wizard's war effort.
Let me see these weapons.
There are some magical
ones in the next chamber
and many more below.
There.
With weapons like these, Hissah Zul
will conquer the world.
And all of Bruthaim will
move above ground at last.
He lies.
Next time you try to drug me, make sure
I drink the wine.
Kill him!
Take him down, you fools!
He is only a manling!
Zzeben has a dart, Conan, run!
Let him go!
Let him go.
He cannot survive the
tunnels of Bruthaim again.
Strip her of her finery and throw her
in the pens with the rest of the slaves!
Goodbye, manling.
I'll see you in hell.
Oh no, not again!
I may not be much of a hero,
but I'm no coward either.
Take on an apprentice, learn a trade,
my mother says!
Leave adventures to fools!
But did I listen?
No!
Wah!
I'm starting to hate caves.
Beastman!
The legends are true!
Help!
Help!
Aggh!
I don't see why you want to keep looking
for this manling.
Gokrey said not to bother.
Are you going to sleep nights knowing
this creature's on the loose?
Well...
What's that?
Someone left the hatch open.
Do you think the manling escaped?
They're not that smart.
Keiord!
Keiord!
Keiord!
Conan?
How did you get in here?
If the guards find you...
I made this for myself, Conan.
But it's yours now.
Use it to fight the beastmen, or if not,
turn it on yourself,
for an honorable death.
You would have used
this knife on yourself?
The thought has crossed
my mind more than once.
But you did not!
You must fight.
Men take their freedom, not their lives.
No.
If you won't fight, then flee.
I cannot leave the others
to be fed into the pit.
I cannot.
Go, Conan.
Go, Conan, go, please.
And may Mithra protect you.
Go, go!
Go, please!
We can escape!
Come!
Two lefts, a right, then left again.
Ah, who am I kidding?
I'm lost!
Ugh!
Ugh!
That's not the way.
Hold on, he's got the weapon!
Conan, up here!
Back to the surface!
Not yet.
Wait!
You're going the wrong way!
What is the meaning of this?
We've got to leave Bruthaim!
The slaves have gone
mad and are striking us
all down.
There are still enough of us,
and they are only ignorant animals!
And what about Hissah Zul?
What will he do to us next?
We don't know.
But we have served you faithfully, Gokrey.
Now, we beg your permission to let us flee
for our lives.
Run from the manlings?
Gokrey?
Never!
Cowards!
There is nothing to fear!
We are free!
We are free!
Now you must fight to stay free!
Zzeben, you lazy burrow, it's morning!
Zzeben!
Ah, good old Zzeben,
always ready for a little
bit of fun, huh?
Hey, where's Otli?
The fool took the sword and went to fight
the battle alone?
Conan never came back!
It's time to meet our doom.
It is good that I go to the end with you.
It should be this way.
The minute my back is turned, they let
the fire go out.
Otli!
You're alive!
Conan, well met, my friend.
Well met.
Good to see you, Vulkar.
Meet Arali.
Any friend of Conan and Otli's
is a friend of Vulkar.
Where will you go, Arali?
After I take you through the pass?
Why, I thought you would've guessed.
To see the cities of men.
oceans swallowed Atlantis
and before recorded
history, there was an age
when mythical kingdoms spread
across an uncharted world.
This was the age of Conan.
Enslaved as a boy, Conan
grew into a warrior.
He escaped to encounter
mystery, magic, and myth
while forever facing the
ultimate master of sorcery.
Lover, friend, hero.
His destiny was to free
the oppressed and become
a king by his own hand.
Conan.
I don't like horses,
dark places, or water over a foot deep.
We were headed east trying to locate
Hissah Zul's stronghold, and already,
we're running into two out of the three.
Hey, hey!
Halt!
We have to lead the horses.
Walk?
If they are injured, we will do
a great deal more walking.
Level ground would be
a blessing right now!
A way through the mountain
is never level and smooth.
We could go around!
The sword of Atlantis
led us in this direction.
There is need for us here.
We have to follow it.
You take one step, I take two!
And on top of it, I have to eat cold food!
Quit complaining!
We all want a hot meal!
He's afraid of the legends of Asgard.
Legends?
What legends?
The legends of the beastmen who live
in the mountain and an old witch
who lures men into her grasp.
It's old wives' tales, huh?
Just in case the old wives were right,
can somebody give me a hand?
At least somebody has a heart!
And he's dry!
Yah!
There are too many!
Our only escape is up!
Not gonna make it!
Zebben, Otli, this way!
What about the beastmen?
Beastmen, here I come.
Up the mountain!
Come!
You can do it!
What's the matter, heights frighten you?
Whoa!
Well.
What we need now is a nice, cheerful fire.
They say the pass
that leads to the valley
beyond is somewhere up
here if we can find it.
I will.
You're not gonna leave us here, are you?
You can come with me,
or wait until I come back.
Have a safe trip.
Thank you, my friend.
Those
soldiers had no sense
of humor, but they're smart enough to fear
the beastmen.
Who's there?
Who are you?
I
thought you had the magic
to start fires anywhere, Otli.
I do, but this wind has the magic
to put them out.
Zebben insists that
Conan has been captured
by the beastmen.
He wants us to go look for him.
Oh, that's right, let's everyone go off
on a wild goose chase and leave me here,
by myself!
Exactly, you stay here while we're gone
in case he comes back.
I've half a mind to wake this manling up
and make him walk for himself.
This manling has size and strength.
Perhaps the outside
world is a better place
than we are told.
We will never know.
Hissah Zul has deemed
us to mine ore for him.
It is our fate.
Where is Kra?
This manling killed him.
And you just left his
body on the mountainside?
I couldn't bring them both!
This creature weighs a ton.
No manling has ever
killed a Bruthaim huntsman.
Take him before Gokrey.
He can work to make up for it.
We don't take orders from you, Arali.
It would be my master's
wish, not my own.
We will take him to
the throne room, Korba.
It is much closer than the pens.
The sword of Atlantis!
It's colder than ice!
Something must have happened to Conan!
He would've never left his sword behind!
If Conan is dead, then so are we.
Come, let's tell Otli the news.
Yeah, this is a large one.
And he's vicious, Gokrey.
He murdered Kra.
How?
With a sword, master.
A great sword, like the weapons of old.
What do they call you, manling?
I'm a man, not a manling!
I'm not sure you'll
make a very good slave.
I'll make no slave at all, you animal!
You call me an animal?
You're the workhorse here, man.
So you see, I treat
well-behaved humans nicely.
She also treats me well.
What kind of woman are you?!
With a beast like this?
You are a prisoner in Bruthaim!
You asking no questions!
Down on your knees, manling!
Down, manling!
Guards!
Take him to the pens!
You will learn, large one.
You will learn.
Agh!
Welcome to the slave pens of Bruthaim!
My name is Keiord.
I am foreman of this sector.
Conan, of Cimmeria.
Your hands are still bound!
Gorbah and Gol clearly fear you.
They would fear me more if they knew
how close they came to death.
Yes, yes!
I heard how well you battled before they
captured you up above.
Not well enough.
Let me help you.
We have a little food
left over from feeding time.
Do not let hunger weaken you.
Feeding time?
I'm not a beast of burden.
We all are.
You'll get used to it.
All newcomers resist at first,
but the beatings, starvation, this is all
you can look forward to if you don't do
as the beastmen tell you.
Like Keiord and Dara,
who have lived their
whole lives in darkness.
Those of us who still
remember life above ground
try hard to forget.
You can fight to be free!
How?
Any way you can.
With these!
This is the only life
we've ever known, Conan.
Those who come from above like you
bring us our only other
view of the manlings.
We are men.
No, no, we are manlings.
In time, you will be one as well.
There is no escape from
the slave pens of Bruthaim!
Only death!
I will escape.
Why do you disturb
me when I'm instructing
my new serving girl?
I'm sure you were, my wizard.
But I thought this more important.
Important, important?
What could be more important
than serving girls?
Yes, instructing can be wearing on you.
But I thought you should know about Conan!
While you are still alive.
Conan, Conan, what about him?
As afar as I know, he
spends most of his time
interrupting my most intimate moments.
He is in the land of the Bruthaims.
I don't give a pig's
ear for the Bruthiams
so long as they mine ore; they're beasts!
Forgive me, oh, great one.
I only repeat what has been
spoken by these creatures.
Their words, having little meaning
beyond their own land.
Then why tell me?
Conan was chased there by our soldiers.
He is now a prisoner.
It would be an opportunity to destroy him.
He has the strength of ten men,
but the beastmen will wear him down
or throw him in the pit and watch him die.
I would like to see that too, but we must
allow that entertainment for their reward.
You are most generous, oh, great one.
But that will take time.
So meanwhile we will watch Conan
mine some ore.
And if he escapes?
No one has ever escaped
from the mines of Bruthaim.
That is history, we are
dealing with the present.
You are being very insolent, and if you
are not careful, I will
put wine in your water
and give you the morning pain.
Don't kill me!
I've already risked my life to come here.
I know you hate me for helping
the beastmen trap you.
I couldn't help it.
I saw no ropes holding
you on the mountainside.
If I tried to run,
Gokrey would cut my throat.
And then kill ten slaves in reprisal.
Wake up!
Don't let them see me, if Gokrey...
Wake up, dogs!
It's time to go to work!
Move!
Wake up!
Wake up!
Move!
Or I'll whip your naked skin raw!
Move!
This one's violent.
But we'll work it out of him.
Who's that?
It's one of the children.
Sick, can't work.
I'll be the judge of that, Keiord!
Leave her alone.
Move, manling!
Move!
Work!
Work!
Work, work!
Break you, I will, manling!
Move this rock from here to here!
Then, if I don't like the job you've done,
you'll move it again!
Get up and do as I say!
Get up!
Manling, get up!
Help me!
Help me!
Stop, stop, stop!
He is new!
He doesn't know the rules yet!
Back to work!
Do as they tell you, Conan.
It'll only be better for all of us.
Everyone, back to work.
Get up, please, please!
Please, stand.
He's a good worker, we need him.
He's a good worker.
Out of my way, Keiord!
We need him!
He's a good worker!
I'm telling you, we need him!
He's a good worker, he's
strong, he's healthy,
he just tripped!
Please, no, please!
Please!
Back to work!
This is food for pigs!
Eat it, otherwise they
don't feed you for days.
What is the thing they call "Gablah"?
Pray you never find out.
The work has made you strong, Keiord.
You should use your strength for freedom.
You've been summoned to
the throne room, manling.
Make one false move, and it's your head
we'll take to Gokrey.
I sent for you, not Gokrey.
Are you not afraid
your master will find us?
He's sleeping, soundly.
I drugged his wine.
I wanted to thank you for
saving me today, manling.
My name is Conan.
You've been whipped.
All slaves are whipped, except you.
Come closer.
I've felt my share of the lash.
Now come.
Sit beside me.
Tell me about the human world.
I've heard there are cities even greater
than Bruthaim.
What are the people like
who live in these cities?
Some are strong, others are weak.
They're good and bad,
courageous and cowardly.
Are the women beautiful?
Some of them.
Is there really such a thing as ships
that sail huge oceans manned by humans?
And do men really ride
upon long-legged animals
that move like the wind?
Yes.
We call them horses.
But now you tell me something.
What is the connection between Bruthaim
and this wizard Hissah Zul?
The ore from our mines.
Hissah Zul must have
great interest in this ore.
I've never heard of...
It was discovered a generation ago.
It forges into a metal
that's stronger than iron.
And the Bruthaims make
them into great weapons
for the wizard's war effort.
Let me see these weapons.
There are some magical
ones in the next chamber
and many more below.
There.
With weapons like these, Hissah Zul
will conquer the world.
And all of Bruthaim will
move above ground at last.
He lies.
Next time you try to drug me, make sure
I drink the wine.
Kill him!
Take him down, you fools!
He is only a manling!
Zzeben has a dart, Conan, run!
Let him go!
Let him go.
He cannot survive the
tunnels of Bruthaim again.
Strip her of her finery and throw her
in the pens with the rest of the slaves!
Goodbye, manling.
I'll see you in hell.
Oh no, not again!
I may not be much of a hero,
but I'm no coward either.
Take on an apprentice, learn a trade,
my mother says!
Leave adventures to fools!
But did I listen?
No!
Wah!
I'm starting to hate caves.
Beastman!
The legends are true!
Help!
Help!
Aggh!
I don't see why you want to keep looking
for this manling.
Gokrey said not to bother.
Are you going to sleep nights knowing
this creature's on the loose?
Well...
What's that?
Someone left the hatch open.
Do you think the manling escaped?
They're not that smart.
Keiord!
Keiord!
Keiord!
Conan?
How did you get in here?
If the guards find you...
I made this for myself, Conan.
But it's yours now.
Use it to fight the beastmen, or if not,
turn it on yourself,
for an honorable death.
You would have used
this knife on yourself?
The thought has crossed
my mind more than once.
But you did not!
You must fight.
Men take their freedom, not their lives.
No.
If you won't fight, then flee.
I cannot leave the others
to be fed into the pit.
I cannot.
Go, Conan.
Go, Conan, go, please.
And may Mithra protect you.
Go, go!
Go, please!
We can escape!
Come!
Two lefts, a right, then left again.
Ah, who am I kidding?
I'm lost!
Ugh!
Ugh!
That's not the way.
Hold on, he's got the weapon!
Conan, up here!
Back to the surface!
Not yet.
Wait!
You're going the wrong way!
What is the meaning of this?
We've got to leave Bruthaim!
The slaves have gone
mad and are striking us
all down.
There are still enough of us,
and they are only ignorant animals!
And what about Hissah Zul?
What will he do to us next?
We don't know.
But we have served you faithfully, Gokrey.
Now, we beg your permission to let us flee
for our lives.
Run from the manlings?
Gokrey?
Never!
Cowards!
There is nothing to fear!
We are free!
We are free!
Now you must fight to stay free!
Zzeben, you lazy burrow, it's morning!
Zzeben!
Ah, good old Zzeben,
always ready for a little
bit of fun, huh?
Hey, where's Otli?
The fool took the sword and went to fight
the battle alone?
Conan never came back!
It's time to meet our doom.
It is good that I go to the end with you.
It should be this way.
The minute my back is turned, they let
the fire go out.
Otli!
You're alive!
Conan, well met, my friend.
Well met.
Good to see you, Vulkar.
Meet Arali.
Any friend of Conan and Otli's
is a friend of Vulkar.
Where will you go, Arali?
After I take you through the pass?
Why, I thought you would've guessed.
To see the cities of men.