His Dark Materials (2019–…): Season 3, Episode 1 - Episode #3.1 - full transcript
For many millennia,
the Authority has ruled
in the Kingdom of Heaven
with absolute control.
He named himself the Creator,
the Father, the Almighty.
He is none of those but just
an angel like ourselves.
And he rules with a
dark angel by his side.
We, who fought for truth,
were cast out of the Kingdom.
Since then, we have
lived between the worlds,
watching and waiting
for vengeance.
A spark of hope is
alive among humankind.
A bold leader is
rallying warriors.
He may be mortal...
but his ambitions
transcend his kind.
A serpent has been
summoned. A new Eve emerges.
The time for a new
rebellion is coming.
Lyra!
Lyra!
Lyra!
I'm looking for a girl.
Medium height, dark
hair, brown eyes.
Her name's Lyra. She
has a daemon called Pan.
She's missing.
Help me.
Tell me where she is.
Pan?
Pan?
Lyra!
Roger!
Is that you?
I need you! Help me!
Where are you?
Roger!
Lyra.
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Come on. Come on.
For goodness' sake.
The craft may not
be ready for this.
Then that is on the
pair of us, is it not?
Clear your mind.
We've lost the rear oscillator.
Brace!
I could smell the flowers
when you came down the path.
How are you?
What's wrong?
Is there a problem?
This chapel has stood
empty for years.
There are rumours that
someone is hiding there.
I'm not hiding.
Why are you here?
Do you believe in magic?
Sometimes.
Follow me.
Don't be scared.
She is my daughter.
An enchanter has cast
a spell on her...
that's why she's asleep.
Can't you wake her?
I need time to help wake her up.
I need you to help me
keep the people away.
I will help.
Thank you, I appreciate it.
Keep her safe, please.
I will.
This is our secret.
Please...
let us go.
Here. Drink this.
If you don't drink your medicine,
how will you get better, darling?
Here.
Don't be afraid.
- How did you...
- We're not going to hurt you.
- What are you?
- Bene Elim.
Angels, in your language.
We come to you in human form.
Angels?
We just want to talk.
Stop following me.
Æsahaettr.
It's real.
I think the craft is
pretty much done for.
And how will we get
back to the Republic?
We'll be able to
figure something out.
- See anything?
- Looks like the path is clear.
Commander, let's go get our man.
- Follow my lead.
- Hey! Hey!
Cleared.
We secure?
- Clear!
- Clear!
All clear.
Ogunwe.
Which one of you is
Commander Ogunwe?
I am.
Who are you, and
your little friends?
I am Lord Asriel Belacqua.
I intend to march upon
the Kingdom of Heaven,
and I should very much
like you to join me.
I've heard stories about you.
You have just made
war with the Temple.
I'll let you fight that one.
Listen to what he has to say.
My friends and I, we
are not from your world.
We have little interest in your
Temple. We came here for you.
Join with me in my fight
against the Authority.
Look, I know that we
stand for the same thing.
I know the number you command.
I want your army, but
I need your leadership.
Come with me. Be a part
of the final victory.
You can come with me.
Welcome to Geneva,
Cardinal MacPhail.
Father President, please.
Father President.
Tell me of this arrest.
We recovered this
material from the site.
It was recited before an
audience, many inebriated,
and followed by
feverish discussion,
and a grotesque
exchange of ideas.
Poems.
Father Jerome.
What do you think
should be done?
The author must be
imprisoned for heresy.
Father Heyst.
There were dozens more like it
hidden throughout the building.
All attendees imprisoned,
as well as anyone found in
possession of the author's work.
Father?
- Gomez.
- Father Gomez.
If you were in my position,
what would you do?
Physical atonement... in public.
For those charged with possession,
I'd choose, perhaps, the whip.
For the author,
something which leaves a
little more... lasting damage.
Fear is a gift. It
allows people to learn.
- They'll make examples of us.
- Baruch, we do not have time.
We need that knife.
I told you to stop following me.
How can you cut through worlds?
We are made of Dust,
and can pass through
invisible spaces in the air,
gateways into other worlds.
We can see them, but you cannot.
Balthamos and I have been
searching for Æsahaettr... for you.
Because there is a
great war coming.
All conscious beings are
engaged in a battle already,
though not all of us know it.
The enemy's power is growing
stronger every minute,
and you have the weapon
that will enable us to win.
You must come with
us to Lord Asriel.
- He's gathering an army with the...
- I know who he is.
Someone told me about
him. About all of it.
The war, how I'm supposed to
fight alongside Asriel, with this.
I can't go with you. I'm sorry.
I'm looking for my friend,
Lyra... Asriel's daughter.
Not that he cares, but she's
lost. She needs my help.
You don't understand.
That knife is more important
than you can imagine.
No, you don't understand.
Lyra's the most important
thing to me right now.
I'm going to find her.
- You will come with us now...
- Or what?
I'm sorry about your friend.
I can see she
means a lot to you.
- Do you know what happened to her?
- We were attacked. She was taken.
- By who?
- I don't know. I went ahead without her.
I thought she would be safe.
When I came back, she was gone.
Whatever Asriel
wants, he can wait.
I'm sorry.
You do realize we're just going to keep
following you until you change your mind.
Well, you can keep
following me because...
You've managed to find me
every time I've cut through.
How?
The knife. It attracts Dust.
We have senses
that humans do not.
Help me find her.
If you can find me,
you can find Lyra.
Take me to her.
Then, I will come
with you to Asriel.
We do not have time.
It will not take them long,
Baruch. They will find us.
So we will be quick.
Balthamos, we don't
have a choice.
This was Lyra's.
She says it's powered the
same way as the knife.
Maybe you can use
it to find her.
It's powered by Dust.
Yes.
We will need a little
time, but we will find her,
whatever world she is in.
Lyra, I'm here!
Wait, I'm coming.
Roger, what is this place?
I hate it!
Roger!
- Roger!
- I'm scared!
Roger.
Roger.
Come on.
Machi!
Father!
God, I missed
you. Oh, my sweet.
Look at you.
You've grown six inches, you're
almost as tall as me now.
Daddy has work to do.
I'll be right back.
You have a beautiful
little girl.
How long since you last saw her?
Ten months and 16 days.
I had no hope of
leaving that cell,
until you and your cat
came to recruit me.
What?
Trying to decide if
you're a madman...
or a genius.
Well, I rather hoped
the two could coexist.
So, Lord Asriel...
tell me who your war is really
against, and what you want from me?
- My fight is with the Authority...
- You said that before.
But it's impossible.
Humankind cannot stand
against its Creator.
Well, he forces us to kneel at his
feet, but he is not the Creator.
It's all a lie.
He is an angel.
- An angel?
- Nothing more.
And how do you know all this...
even if it were true?
Some millennia ago, another angel
discovered the Authority's secret.
Now, that angel, Xaphania,
sits on my council.
Ogunwe, I am gathering the
greatest from every world.
From even the heavens above,
but I want you to
help me wage my war.
I should be flattered.
Well, I have come rather a
long way, so yes, you should.
Lord Asriel...
I cannot help you.
Machi is my youngest daughter.
But I have another.
The Temple have been targeting
our children for a while now.
But in recent years...
they began taking them away...
for training.
Aria... is the
property of the Temple.
To her...
I do not exist.
There is only the Authority.
And the girl I knew...
she's gone.
But she's still my child.
I understand what you offer.
But I have my own
battles here to fight.
And an obligation to
save as many sons...
and daughters as I can.
May I? Please.
I've seen this before.
- Her daemon has been severed.
- She is not demonic.
I did not say she
was. Forgive me.
Please, if you'll allow
me to explain. Stelmaria?
Stelmaria and I are one.
She is my daemon. My soul,
if you use that word.
Aria's daemon resided within.
The link that binds us to our
daemon is immensely powerful.
But when it is
severed... well...
very little remains.
They are taking
our souls, Ogunwe,
and with them our humanity.
To make us easier to control.
To make us this.
Drones.
Get Machi on the ground!
Everyone, inside now!
Hold your fire. They're
trying to draw us out.
You sent for me,
Father President?
Come in, Father Gomez.
I have come to Geneva on a
matter of great significance.
Fra Pavel's alethiometer has
informed me of a prophecy
which, if true, a...
and I believe it is,
risks plunging us
into a darkness,
the like of which the
world has not experienced.
There is a girl wandering the
earth at this very moment,
and she is Eve.
The mother of us all,
and the cause of all sin.
The instrument says that if this
child is tempted by the serpent,
she will likely fall.
And if she does fall,
then sin and Dust will triumph.
This cannot happen.
So, we stop her.
Where is she?
Unfortunately, we are at the mercy
of the instrument and its user.
Fra Pavel's work
is unbearably slow.
When he does locate the child...
we will send troops
to retrieve her.
And I would like you, Father
Gomez... to lead them.
It would be an honor.
I could perhaps drop
in on Fra Pavel.
- See if I can speed him up a little.
- Please.
All these men after you.
I tell you, it'll never change.
There are forces out there that
you can't begin to understand.
I wish you wouldn't
look at me like that.
Would you rather I
didn't keep her safe?
You're keeping her prisoner.
Let us go.
Afraid I can't.
You found her.
You were right.
- She is in the world of the daemons.
- Where?
She's with a woman who is
holding her against her will.
In a house carved
into the rocks.
It's on a remote island
in the German ocean.
- You will need passage on a ship.
- But Lyra's not harmed?
No. Just asleep and dreaming.
What can you tell
me about the woman?
Her daemon is a golden monkey.
- Her mother.
- Her mother?
Lyra's mother's the worst
possible person she could be with.
Balthamos will take you to her.
I must go to Asriel and tell
him about you and Æsahaettr.
Are you sure this is safe?
Go straight to Lyra, and we will
be together again before long.
I do not remember agreeing
to accompany the boy.
Stay close to Will.
As soon as the
children are reunited,
you will both come to
me in Asriel's Republic.
Father President
MacPhail sent me.
Where is the girl?
I am close, Father.
I assure you.
I see this task has
weighed heavily on you.
The pressure.
Such great responsibility.
It must muddle
the mind terribly.
It is this... final
part of the reading.
Its... meaning...
eludes me.
I just need a little more time.
We can only do that of
which we are capable.
Father President has advised that if
the coordinates are not forthcoming,
then perhaps, the time has
come to re-educate you.
No.
No. I will find her.
I promise.
I have no doubt that you will.
Lyra. Wake up, please.
Look.
We can get away.
Lyra!
She's coming.
You're not gonna make it.
We have to try.
Hide here. Maybe
someone will see us.
Lyra?
Lyra!
Where is she?
I can't see.
Lyra! Lyra, where are you?
You never cease to amaze me.
Please.
I do understand why
you're doing this.
Must be strange being
here, like this... with me.
But I haven't brought you
here to keep you jailed.
I've done it to keep you safe.
Lyra, darling...
there are people coming for you.
Dangerous people.
You're so brave.
So courageous.
I know you won't
believe me, but I...
I am doing this for you.
Come on, darling, here you go.
I will never be safe with you.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
Commander, they're heading for the
mines. They will miss us by four miles.
Good. We'll stay
covered until sundown.
Putting up a good
fight, Commander,
but the battle you're
engaged in is too small.
Even if you win this
fight against the Temple,
the Authority will send
more servants in their place
to put you back on your knees.
They are in every
world. I've seen it.
You keep talkin' of other worlds as
if you expect me to believe them.
I do not lie. This is
but one world among many.
In every single one of them, the
same thing. Children, mutilated.
Science, learning, criminalized, and whole
civilizations cowering under the sky.
I was like you once.
In my world, the Temple, they
are called the Magisterium
and I have wasted most
of my life fighting them
until I discovered that they were
but one arm of the Authority's might,
and that beast has
countless arms.
The only fight worth risking your
children's lives for lies elsewhere.
My Republic, down here
in the good Earth,
against his Kingdom
up there in the sky.
It is the only way to win.
We cut off the head of the
beast, and the rest will crumble.
No! No.
What you ask me to
believe is too great.
It's a lot to take in...
so, let me show you.
Show me?
And that way you can
decide for yourself.
Let me take you
to another world.
Please...
just let me be.
I'll think of something.
I just thought he'd
be here by now.
- Do you know how she reads it?
- No.
Readers of those instruments
have normally studied many years.
Even then, they can only
understand with the help of books.
- She wasn't making it up.
- Perhaps she's a very skilled inventor.
She can read it.
It told her things she could have
never known, like where my father was.
It's a part of her, just like
the knife's a part of me.
That's the port
we're looking for.
Now, we just need a ship.
I am King Iorek Byrnison.
You've trapped one of my bears!
Release her now!
I think I know that bear.
- I can talk to him.
- What?
It's Lyra's friend.
Where is she?
Come on!
Stop!
Stop.
- Get out of my way, child.
- You have to stop.
There are innocent people here.
They have taken one of my bears!
What do you want?
I want to fight you.
In single combat.
I win, you leave
these people alone.
If I lose, do whatever you
want with them, and me.
You wish to fight me?
It would be shameful
to fight you.
You are as weak as an
oyster out of its shell.
Let's make it a
fair fight, then.
You have all the armor.
I have none.
Give me a piece.
Anything you want.
We'll be better
matched then, won't we?
Do you know what
you are doing, boy?
Sky-iron, am I right?
Impenetrable, I heard.
That's surprising.
I guess I have to fight you
without armor after all.
I cannot fight that.
That knife is too strange.
You win, boy.
Free that bear, now.
You heard the boy. Do it!
What is your name, child?
Will Parry.
So, Will Parry, you're
looking for Lyra?
She's with her mother,
being held against her will.
Then we must go to her.
Father President.
I visited Fra Pavel.
Several times.
I helped him to...
focus his mind... a little.
He has since divined that
the child is with her mother.
The mother.
With this information, I am confident
I can locate the girl myself.
But I will need to use methods that
aren't... officially sanctioned.
You must do whatever
you need to do.
The second you have
their position,
go to them, get the child, get the
mother, and bring them directly to me.
Marisa Coulter is evil,
she is persuasive.
Do not trust her.
Father, I've done pre-emptive
penance every day of my adult life.
I will do whatever... is
required to get them here.
Your dedication to the Authority
will not go unappreciated.
Asriel, I do hope you're
not walking me to my death.
And death is a lie.
You're wrong. Death is real.
I've seen it.
More than my fair
share of battle.
Commander, somehow the
Authority has managed
to pervert the
natural order of Dust.
I don't know how
but when I find out,
believe me, death
is going to die.
I believe I've heard enough.
You'll see.
Stelmaria, on my mark...
I want you to bite down.
You ready?
In three, two, one.
See?
Welcome to the Republic
of Heaven, Commander.
I'd gather my people
if I were you.
The real war is coming,
and we must win it.
the Authority has ruled
in the Kingdom of Heaven
with absolute control.
He named himself the Creator,
the Father, the Almighty.
He is none of those but just
an angel like ourselves.
And he rules with a
dark angel by his side.
We, who fought for truth,
were cast out of the Kingdom.
Since then, we have
lived between the worlds,
watching and waiting
for vengeance.
A spark of hope is
alive among humankind.
A bold leader is
rallying warriors.
He may be mortal...
but his ambitions
transcend his kind.
A serpent has been
summoned. A new Eve emerges.
The time for a new
rebellion is coming.
Lyra!
Lyra!
Lyra!
I'm looking for a girl.
Medium height, dark
hair, brown eyes.
Her name's Lyra. She
has a daemon called Pan.
She's missing.
Help me.
Tell me where she is.
Pan?
Pan?
Lyra!
Roger!
Is that you?
I need you! Help me!
Where are you?
Roger!
Lyra.
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Come on. Come on.
For goodness' sake.
The craft may not
be ready for this.
Then that is on the
pair of us, is it not?
Clear your mind.
We've lost the rear oscillator.
Brace!
I could smell the flowers
when you came down the path.
How are you?
What's wrong?
Is there a problem?
This chapel has stood
empty for years.
There are rumours that
someone is hiding there.
I'm not hiding.
Why are you here?
Do you believe in magic?
Sometimes.
Follow me.
Don't be scared.
She is my daughter.
An enchanter has cast
a spell on her...
that's why she's asleep.
Can't you wake her?
I need time to help wake her up.
I need you to help me
keep the people away.
I will help.
Thank you, I appreciate it.
Keep her safe, please.
I will.
This is our secret.
Please...
let us go.
Here. Drink this.
If you don't drink your medicine,
how will you get better, darling?
Here.
Don't be afraid.
- How did you...
- We're not going to hurt you.
- What are you?
- Bene Elim.
Angels, in your language.
We come to you in human form.
Angels?
We just want to talk.
Stop following me.
Æsahaettr.
It's real.
I think the craft is
pretty much done for.
And how will we get
back to the Republic?
We'll be able to
figure something out.
- See anything?
- Looks like the path is clear.
Commander, let's go get our man.
- Follow my lead.
- Hey! Hey!
Cleared.
We secure?
- Clear!
- Clear!
All clear.
Ogunwe.
Which one of you is
Commander Ogunwe?
I am.
Who are you, and
your little friends?
I am Lord Asriel Belacqua.
I intend to march upon
the Kingdom of Heaven,
and I should very much
like you to join me.
I've heard stories about you.
You have just made
war with the Temple.
I'll let you fight that one.
Listen to what he has to say.
My friends and I, we
are not from your world.
We have little interest in your
Temple. We came here for you.
Join with me in my fight
against the Authority.
Look, I know that we
stand for the same thing.
I know the number you command.
I want your army, but
I need your leadership.
Come with me. Be a part
of the final victory.
You can come with me.
Welcome to Geneva,
Cardinal MacPhail.
Father President, please.
Father President.
Tell me of this arrest.
We recovered this
material from the site.
It was recited before an
audience, many inebriated,
and followed by
feverish discussion,
and a grotesque
exchange of ideas.
Poems.
Father Jerome.
What do you think
should be done?
The author must be
imprisoned for heresy.
Father Heyst.
There were dozens more like it
hidden throughout the building.
All attendees imprisoned,
as well as anyone found in
possession of the author's work.
Father?
- Gomez.
- Father Gomez.
If you were in my position,
what would you do?
Physical atonement... in public.
For those charged with possession,
I'd choose, perhaps, the whip.
For the author,
something which leaves a
little more... lasting damage.
Fear is a gift. It
allows people to learn.
- They'll make examples of us.
- Baruch, we do not have time.
We need that knife.
I told you to stop following me.
How can you cut through worlds?
We are made of Dust,
and can pass through
invisible spaces in the air,
gateways into other worlds.
We can see them, but you cannot.
Balthamos and I have been
searching for Æsahaettr... for you.
Because there is a
great war coming.
All conscious beings are
engaged in a battle already,
though not all of us know it.
The enemy's power is growing
stronger every minute,
and you have the weapon
that will enable us to win.
You must come with
us to Lord Asriel.
- He's gathering an army with the...
- I know who he is.
Someone told me about
him. About all of it.
The war, how I'm supposed to
fight alongside Asriel, with this.
I can't go with you. I'm sorry.
I'm looking for my friend,
Lyra... Asriel's daughter.
Not that he cares, but she's
lost. She needs my help.
You don't understand.
That knife is more important
than you can imagine.
No, you don't understand.
Lyra's the most important
thing to me right now.
I'm going to find her.
- You will come with us now...
- Or what?
I'm sorry about your friend.
I can see she
means a lot to you.
- Do you know what happened to her?
- We were attacked. She was taken.
- By who?
- I don't know. I went ahead without her.
I thought she would be safe.
When I came back, she was gone.
Whatever Asriel
wants, he can wait.
I'm sorry.
You do realize we're just going to keep
following you until you change your mind.
Well, you can keep
following me because...
You've managed to find me
every time I've cut through.
How?
The knife. It attracts Dust.
We have senses
that humans do not.
Help me find her.
If you can find me,
you can find Lyra.
Take me to her.
Then, I will come
with you to Asriel.
We do not have time.
It will not take them long,
Baruch. They will find us.
So we will be quick.
Balthamos, we don't
have a choice.
This was Lyra's.
She says it's powered the
same way as the knife.
Maybe you can use
it to find her.
It's powered by Dust.
Yes.
We will need a little
time, but we will find her,
whatever world she is in.
Lyra, I'm here!
Wait, I'm coming.
Roger, what is this place?
I hate it!
Roger!
- Roger!
- I'm scared!
Roger.
Roger.
Come on.
Machi!
Father!
God, I missed
you. Oh, my sweet.
Look at you.
You've grown six inches, you're
almost as tall as me now.
Daddy has work to do.
I'll be right back.
You have a beautiful
little girl.
How long since you last saw her?
Ten months and 16 days.
I had no hope of
leaving that cell,
until you and your cat
came to recruit me.
What?
Trying to decide if
you're a madman...
or a genius.
Well, I rather hoped
the two could coexist.
So, Lord Asriel...
tell me who your war is really
against, and what you want from me?
- My fight is with the Authority...
- You said that before.
But it's impossible.
Humankind cannot stand
against its Creator.
Well, he forces us to kneel at his
feet, but he is not the Creator.
It's all a lie.
He is an angel.
- An angel?
- Nothing more.
And how do you know all this...
even if it were true?
Some millennia ago, another angel
discovered the Authority's secret.
Now, that angel, Xaphania,
sits on my council.
Ogunwe, I am gathering the
greatest from every world.
From even the heavens above,
but I want you to
help me wage my war.
I should be flattered.
Well, I have come rather a
long way, so yes, you should.
Lord Asriel...
I cannot help you.
Machi is my youngest daughter.
But I have another.
The Temple have been targeting
our children for a while now.
But in recent years...
they began taking them away...
for training.
Aria... is the
property of the Temple.
To her...
I do not exist.
There is only the Authority.
And the girl I knew...
she's gone.
But she's still my child.
I understand what you offer.
But I have my own
battles here to fight.
And an obligation to
save as many sons...
and daughters as I can.
May I? Please.
I've seen this before.
- Her daemon has been severed.
- She is not demonic.
I did not say she
was. Forgive me.
Please, if you'll allow
me to explain. Stelmaria?
Stelmaria and I are one.
She is my daemon. My soul,
if you use that word.
Aria's daemon resided within.
The link that binds us to our
daemon is immensely powerful.
But when it is
severed... well...
very little remains.
They are taking
our souls, Ogunwe,
and with them our humanity.
To make us easier to control.
To make us this.
Drones.
Get Machi on the ground!
Everyone, inside now!
Hold your fire. They're
trying to draw us out.
You sent for me,
Father President?
Come in, Father Gomez.
I have come to Geneva on a
matter of great significance.
Fra Pavel's alethiometer has
informed me of a prophecy
which, if true, a...
and I believe it is,
risks plunging us
into a darkness,
the like of which the
world has not experienced.
There is a girl wandering the
earth at this very moment,
and she is Eve.
The mother of us all,
and the cause of all sin.
The instrument says that if this
child is tempted by the serpent,
she will likely fall.
And if she does fall,
then sin and Dust will triumph.
This cannot happen.
So, we stop her.
Where is she?
Unfortunately, we are at the mercy
of the instrument and its user.
Fra Pavel's work
is unbearably slow.
When he does locate the child...
we will send troops
to retrieve her.
And I would like you, Father
Gomez... to lead them.
It would be an honor.
I could perhaps drop
in on Fra Pavel.
- See if I can speed him up a little.
- Please.
All these men after you.
I tell you, it'll never change.
There are forces out there that
you can't begin to understand.
I wish you wouldn't
look at me like that.
Would you rather I
didn't keep her safe?
You're keeping her prisoner.
Let us go.
Afraid I can't.
You found her.
You were right.
- She is in the world of the daemons.
- Where?
She's with a woman who is
holding her against her will.
In a house carved
into the rocks.
It's on a remote island
in the German ocean.
- You will need passage on a ship.
- But Lyra's not harmed?
No. Just asleep and dreaming.
What can you tell
me about the woman?
Her daemon is a golden monkey.
- Her mother.
- Her mother?
Lyra's mother's the worst
possible person she could be with.
Balthamos will take you to her.
I must go to Asriel and tell
him about you and Æsahaettr.
Are you sure this is safe?
Go straight to Lyra, and we will
be together again before long.
I do not remember agreeing
to accompany the boy.
Stay close to Will.
As soon as the
children are reunited,
you will both come to
me in Asriel's Republic.
Father President
MacPhail sent me.
Where is the girl?
I am close, Father.
I assure you.
I see this task has
weighed heavily on you.
The pressure.
Such great responsibility.
It must muddle
the mind terribly.
It is this... final
part of the reading.
Its... meaning...
eludes me.
I just need a little more time.
We can only do that of
which we are capable.
Father President has advised that if
the coordinates are not forthcoming,
then perhaps, the time has
come to re-educate you.
No.
No. I will find her.
I promise.
I have no doubt that you will.
Lyra. Wake up, please.
Look.
We can get away.
Lyra!
She's coming.
You're not gonna make it.
We have to try.
Hide here. Maybe
someone will see us.
Lyra?
Lyra!
Where is she?
I can't see.
Lyra! Lyra, where are you?
You never cease to amaze me.
Please.
I do understand why
you're doing this.
Must be strange being
here, like this... with me.
But I haven't brought you
here to keep you jailed.
I've done it to keep you safe.
Lyra, darling...
there are people coming for you.
Dangerous people.
You're so brave.
So courageous.
I know you won't
believe me, but I...
I am doing this for you.
Come on, darling, here you go.
I will never be safe with you.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
Commander, they're heading for the
mines. They will miss us by four miles.
Good. We'll stay
covered until sundown.
Putting up a good
fight, Commander,
but the battle you're
engaged in is too small.
Even if you win this
fight against the Temple,
the Authority will send
more servants in their place
to put you back on your knees.
They are in every
world. I've seen it.
You keep talkin' of other worlds as
if you expect me to believe them.
I do not lie. This is
but one world among many.
In every single one of them, the
same thing. Children, mutilated.
Science, learning, criminalized, and whole
civilizations cowering under the sky.
I was like you once.
In my world, the Temple, they
are called the Magisterium
and I have wasted most
of my life fighting them
until I discovered that they were
but one arm of the Authority's might,
and that beast has
countless arms.
The only fight worth risking your
children's lives for lies elsewhere.
My Republic, down here
in the good Earth,
against his Kingdom
up there in the sky.
It is the only way to win.
We cut off the head of the
beast, and the rest will crumble.
No! No.
What you ask me to
believe is too great.
It's a lot to take in...
so, let me show you.
Show me?
And that way you can
decide for yourself.
Let me take you
to another world.
Please...
just let me be.
I'll think of something.
I just thought he'd
be here by now.
- Do you know how she reads it?
- No.
Readers of those instruments
have normally studied many years.
Even then, they can only
understand with the help of books.
- She wasn't making it up.
- Perhaps she's a very skilled inventor.
She can read it.
It told her things she could have
never known, like where my father was.
It's a part of her, just like
the knife's a part of me.
That's the port
we're looking for.
Now, we just need a ship.
I am King Iorek Byrnison.
You've trapped one of my bears!
Release her now!
I think I know that bear.
- I can talk to him.
- What?
It's Lyra's friend.
Where is she?
Come on!
Stop!
Stop.
- Get out of my way, child.
- You have to stop.
There are innocent people here.
They have taken one of my bears!
What do you want?
I want to fight you.
In single combat.
I win, you leave
these people alone.
If I lose, do whatever you
want with them, and me.
You wish to fight me?
It would be shameful
to fight you.
You are as weak as an
oyster out of its shell.
Let's make it a
fair fight, then.
You have all the armor.
I have none.
Give me a piece.
Anything you want.
We'll be better
matched then, won't we?
Do you know what
you are doing, boy?
Sky-iron, am I right?
Impenetrable, I heard.
That's surprising.
I guess I have to fight you
without armor after all.
I cannot fight that.
That knife is too strange.
You win, boy.
Free that bear, now.
You heard the boy. Do it!
What is your name, child?
Will Parry.
So, Will Parry, you're
looking for Lyra?
She's with her mother,
being held against her will.
Then we must go to her.
Father President.
I visited Fra Pavel.
Several times.
I helped him to...
focus his mind... a little.
He has since divined that
the child is with her mother.
The mother.
With this information, I am confident
I can locate the girl myself.
But I will need to use methods that
aren't... officially sanctioned.
You must do whatever
you need to do.
The second you have
their position,
go to them, get the child, get the
mother, and bring them directly to me.
Marisa Coulter is evil,
she is persuasive.
Do not trust her.
Father, I've done pre-emptive
penance every day of my adult life.
I will do whatever... is
required to get them here.
Your dedication to the Authority
will not go unappreciated.
Asriel, I do hope you're
not walking me to my death.
And death is a lie.
You're wrong. Death is real.
I've seen it.
More than my fair
share of battle.
Commander, somehow the
Authority has managed
to pervert the
natural order of Dust.
I don't know how
but when I find out,
believe me, death
is going to die.
I believe I've heard enough.
You'll see.
Stelmaria, on my mark...
I want you to bite down.
You ready?
In three, two, one.
See?
Welcome to the Republic
of Heaven, Commander.
I'd gather my people
if I were you.
The real war is coming,
and we must win it.