His Dark Materials (2019–…): Season 3, Episode 5 - No Way Out - full transcript
ROGER: Lyra.
LYRA: When I was asleep, Roger
spoke to me. You have to help me.
Will, I think we
should go there.
Go where? To the
land of the dead.
This is it!
PAN: Lyra, wait!
You will deliver my
message to Metatron.
SCREAMING
I... am...
..here!
SCREAMING CONTINUES
Tell the cardinal that
Mrs Coulter is back.
All that matters is
the child. My... child.
Eden fell when Eve was tempted.
Somewhere out there is
a tempter, a serpent.
Ngau.
What are we working on here?
MACPHAIL: You are quite sure
the bomb will find the girl?
DR COOPER: There
are codes within us.
We use these to aim this device.
The hair will want
to be made whole.
ROKE: You came here to
protect her, but instead
gave them the fuse to a bomb.
I never got a chance to
say goodbye to Roger.
PAN: It's not too
late to turn around.
You were on my side.
I thought I was by your side.
I don't know how you
took the hair from us.
We still have enough left
to kill Lyra Belacqua.
You will be the bullet
when we sever your daemon.
No passage. Not for
him. But he is me.
If you come, he must stay.
I can't betray Roger.
You've chosen Roger over me.
But I have to do this.
SHE SCREAMS
MARY: What are you?
THE CAVE: Angels.
You must play the serpent.
You have been preparing for this
as long as you have lived.
Save the girl...
..and the boy.
SHE SIGHS
Froom.
What am I doing?
I'm following a
talking elephant.
Wow.
Seriously?
TRUMPETING
SQUAWKING
TRUMPETS
That's you.
Atal.
Mary.
There must be a reason why I'm
here, don't you think, Atal?
These are from the trees?
They're very... oily.
Nguli. Sraf.
SHE PRACTISES WORDS SOFTLY
Pi mu...
DISTANT TRUMPETING
Chuh huhn.
May-may.
Maeri.
I've heard you and the
others talk about Sraf.
What is Sraf?
Chuni? Sleep?
Maya? Maya chuni nala?
I've been seeing more
dead seedpods around.
Don't you need the
oil they produce?
Mughe mea na mia...
Um...
to learn...
Chikkella mughe rere ni xuap e?
Rere ni, xua mu ia ni
Sraf e chikkella nala.
Maeri, ku lu xua na
umi tattin mae ech.
What does it feel like being
this far away from him?
From Pan?
It's like an iron hand
is gripped round my heart
and is yanking it
out between my ribs.
And it's mental, too, right?
As if some private, secret thing
has been dragged out into the open?
Yeah.
You know, you always said
I must have a daemon,
and I never believed you.
Now it feels like I've
known her my whole life.
Maybe she's with Pan now.
Hey. We're going to get
back to our daemons.
I know we are.
We've got the knife.
And we've got each other.
And for some
reason, I trust you.
How much longer?
As long as it needs to take.
Time does as it
pleases down here.
Don't be scared now.
I'm not scared. HE CHUCKLES
I've had warriors and assassins
and war generals on this boat
all telling me the same.
None's come back.
Apologies, ladies and gentlemen.
Well, best of luck to you.
You're just going
to leave us here?
Well, I can't go beyond
this point, I'm afraid.
Thank you.
Wait.
If my daemon's
still at the jetty,
can you give him a message?
I can tell you now, he won't be.
How do we know where...
No turning back, I guess.
No turning back.
I've told you I'm not
eating your putrid food
and if you try to force me,
I'll bite your fingers off.
Huh! I don't doubt for
a second that you would.
I thought you'd
scuttled back to Asriel
with news of my humiliation.
As much as he might
enjoy this humiliation,
I don't believe
Asriel wants you dead.
And neither do I.
Dr Cooper is readying the bomb.
I've got enough poison to fell
the guards outside this cell,
but no more than that.
How does she seem? Dr Cooper?
Frightened.
It seems to me she's
acting against her will.
We stay here.
The bomb is ready.
Lyra's hair is in a
chamber inside its body.
They intend to sever
you from your daemon.
Good.
It's not made of rock.
It's made of people's things.
Lyra...
The dead.
WHISPERING
Are you alive?
Yeah.
We're visitors.
WOMAN: You shouldn't
have come to this place.
Go back while you still can.
Why were you guys hiding? They don't
like it if we talk to each other.
Who don't? CREAKING
SNARLING WHISPERS:
They're listening.
SNARLS REVERBERATE
I need your help.
I'm looking for someone.
Roger Parslow.
I must warn you,
he might not want to see you.
Do you come from a
world with daemons?
Yeah.
My daemon's name is Pan.
Mine was called Sandling.
He used to think
he'd be a bird...
but I hoped he wouldn't,
cos I liked him all furry.
My Castor used to curl up
in my hand and go to sleep.
CHILD: Mine was called Matapan.
LOUD SCREECHING
Hey.
Please, could you help us?
Maybe.
Be careful.
They will attract attention.
To touch another's daemon
is forbidden, is it not?
How dare you enter unannounced?
Do I have to remind you
to whom it is you answer?
I answer to the Authority.
Get out of my sight and
never question me again.
They must have been
here a long time.
Does everyone who comes
here end up like this?
Are you looking
for someone, too?
I'm just asking.
When I first came here, I
was looking for someone.
My sister.
You never found her?
I gave up pretty quickly.
REVERBERATING SNARLING
RASPING WHISPER: You left
your sister all alone...
I have to go back.
Wait, no, we need
you. I'm sorry.
ROGER: Lyra...
WHISPER: Lyra...
Hello?
ROGER: Lyra.
RASPING WHISPER: Lyra...
Will?
Will? PAN: Lyra!
EERIE VOICE: Lyra...
Pan.
Pan! You shouldn't be here.
PAN: It's what you wanted.
How did you...
Lyra!
Excuse me. Excuse me.
Where'd you go?
PAN: You left me on
the jetty to die.
Don't say that. You
know why I had to do it.
I've always known deep
down how selfish you are.
You really believe
you're here for Roger?
You already killed him.
You came here for you.
To soothe your guilt.
To play the hero.
This isn't real.
You're not real.
Will!
SCREAMING: Will!
Lyra!
Whatever it was
saying, it wasn't true.
You're a good person.
This place is horrible.
This can't be it, can it?
Surely there has to
be some other place.
This can't be where
we all go... forever.
Roger.
Roger!
Roger?
Roger?
WHISPERS: Roger.
It's me.
I know.
Roger bloody Parslow.
It's your best friend.
You came.
You needed me.
I've changed...
..so much.
You've changed, too.
I missed you.
I'm so sorry...
..about everything.
I should have let you go with
the Gyptians and the kids.
I shouldn't have
taken you to Asriel.
If I'd have let you go, you
wouldn't be here, would you?
You'd be... It
wasn't your fault.
I wanted to go with you.
I do wish things were different.
I'm Will.
Roger, you can't stay here.
Look, I'm going to break you
all out of here, I mean it.
That's not possible.
It is.
It has to be.
I mean, what they're making you
endure here, it's... it's not right.
Look...
..when you didn't come...
..I lost all hope...
..forever.
I'm sorry.
Please. It can be
us together again.
You and me again. Stop it!
You think I want to go
back to the real world?
Like this?
Lyra... There's
nothing you can say.
Look, we can still help him!
But he's right.
We don't know what will
happen to him if we leave.
It's a terrible idea.
Look, you said this
place was awful, right?
That no-one should be
here. It's like a prison.
It's worse than a prison.
So you're just going
to give up on him?
Don't stop following
your instincts.
We have to try.
You promised Pan.
Make a window.
Where to? Anywhere.
We need to get out of here.
I'll drag Roger
through if I have to.
OK.
METALLIC CLANK
SCRAPING
Hmm.
SCRAPING
What?
What's the matter?
It's not working.
I can only feel rock.
RASPING WHISPER: What
kind of knife-bearer
cannot use his own knife?
One led by an ignorant child.
LOW GROWLING
What kind of son
abandons his own mother?
We shall send her nightmares.
We shall scream at
her in her sleep.
You have destroyed the lives of
everyone you've ever cared for.
You've come here for you,
to feel special.
If only Will had never met you.
SNARLING
Listen to what I'm saying.
ECHOING: Listen to
me. Listen to me.
Listen... Listen!
SHOUTS: No!
RASPING SCREECHES
Hey. They're gone.
How?
I just believed I could.
I thought about us and...
..everything we've been through.
I didn't let them
get into my head.
The knife doesn't work here
cos we're too low down.
We need to find higher ground.
GOMEZ: Your Grace.
Please.
I've thought of something
to show my contrition.
By his mercy and
your brilliance,
evil will be struck down.
But what of the serpent?
Fra Pavel has deduced that
she's in another world.
Who knows what depravity
she is capable of?
What if I was to track her down?
Let me do it, I beg of you.
I will allow you this
task for your penance.
Father President, sir, it
will be the honour of my life.
Mm.
I will repay your faith.
Mughe.
Dgela.
Ni.
Dg-ni.
I need a lens.
Got it!
It's Dust.
Sraf is Dust.
Dgena xua na ia ni mia.
Nungill tamu ia ki.
It's leaving.
Atal...
..hurun.
Xuapuli u hurun,
mea na iru ma dgila.
Xua na au mai kana ni mea u.
Nguli mu augh i.
Ng chau chetu kun.
What do you remember
about Jordan?
You remember it, don't you?
Jordan's gone.
It can't be.
I can see it perfectly.
Every nook, every cranny,
every secret passageway.
We know that place like
the back of our hands.
Do you remember that time we
snuck into the wine cellar?
We got covered in
cobwebs and dust.
I don't even know
how we got in there.
ECHOING: Lyra, will you wait?!
We had the porter's key.
We did.
We found that ancient
bottle of Tokay.
It smelt horrible.
It tasted horrible, too.
We couldn't stop
laughing for hours.
Wouldn't have got away with that
if we had parents, would we?
No. BOTH LAUGH
And the roof?
The roof...
It was so high up there.
Remember that rook
with the broken leg?
Yeah. We nursed it back to life.
Lyra...
They want to listen.
MURMURING
My name is Lyra.
I came here looking
for my friend.
His death was unfair, so I
thought he shouldn't be here.
What I didn't realise is that
none of you should be here.
This isn't life after death,
this is a prison camp.
Hi, guys. I'm Will.
I have a knife that
can cut through worlds.
If you follow us, I'm
hoping that I can use it
to get you guys out of
here. DISTANT SCREECHES
I can't make you any
promises, but I'll try.
I know you're afraid, but
we can get out of here.
What'll happen to
us if we leave?
I don't know. You don't know
if I will or won't be
able to see my son again?
We can't know until it happens.
I'm not going to lie or
pretend. DISTANT SCREECHING
But in here, it's just thoughts.
Out there, real things matter.
HARPIES SNARL
You think those creatures
will just allow us to leave?
When we were alive, they
told us that when we died,
we'd go to heaven.
That's why so many
of us gave our lives
and spent years in
prayer and silence,
while all the joy of life
went to waste around us.
I don't care what happens
to us when we leave.
Anything is better than this.
SCREECHING
HARPY: There she is!
The girl!
Lyra...
Lyra.
What were you saying before?
Those stories, what were they?
They were about
the outside world.
Do you remember
your life before?
Everything slips away.
Will you tell us some stories,
so we can remember too?
Real things.
LOW SNARLING
OK.
So, I used to live in this place
called Jordan College with Roger.
It had these beautiful buildings
and these really high towers,
which looked like they
could almost touch the sky.
It had amazing hiding places.
We used to race. Through the
kitchen, down the stairs,
back onto the roof...
I won every time.
No, she didn't.
You cheated every time.
What else?
Then I met Will.
He made me an omelette. I
didn't know what one was,
so I thought I'd make
him one in return.
Which was funny because
she left the shells in.
And Iorek. The armoured bear.
He has claws the
size of your hand.
Magnificent.
When I first met him,
he'd lost his armour.
But thanks to the alethiometer,
we managed to get it back.
We went to the palace of the
bears in Svalbard and took on...
VOICE FADES
Is this really how things
are to end between you and I?
What do you think will
happen after this?
Do you really believe that
things are going to get better?
Dr Cooper, these are not the wishes
of the Authority, you know that.
These are the wishes of
a weak and dangerous man.
And if he is prepared to kill me,
think what he might do to you.
When we created this
technology together,
you believed you were
doing the right thing.
We all did.
But we were wrong.
This has to stop.
DOOR OPENS
I can scarcely believe this
day has arrived, Dr Cooper.
You do not understand
this technology, Hugh.
You are simply going to
blow up the Magisterium
and everyone in it.
Quite the contrary.
Our conception is
elegantly simple.
The separation of
human and daemon...
Do not explain my
own technology to me.
It has evolved somewhat
since your original design.
Our bomb is equipped with
a guidance mechanism.
We will use the lock of your
daughter's hair to locate her
and to destroy her on the spot.
All in a moment.
It is a thing of divine
precision and power,
such an exquisite example
of the Authority's design.
Such beauty in its order.
You have lost your mind.
You're sick!
I urge you not to struggle.
Go willingly,
and this could be
your redemption.
You truly think that?
That he ordained all this?
The Authority has not
forsaken you, Marisa.
You still have time to repent.
Let me give you
your final blessing.
Keep...
..your hands off me.
There's too much blood
on them for that.
Initiate the process.
DISTANT: Through Iorek, we also
met my friend Lee, the aeronaut.
I remember the first time
I went up in his balloon.
It was so high up there, the
wind was pushing against my skin.
If you looked over the
edge, you would feel dizzy,
but you felt safe
with Mr Scoresby.
He's the first grown-up
I ever trusted.
Your stories have made
us feel alive again.
I remember now what it was to
have warm flesh and senses.
I will come with you.
We... we will come with you.
LOUD SCREECHING
HARPY SNARLS
IT SCREECHES
GROWLING
Go on.
Make a ghost of me.
GROWLS
What's your name?
You must have one.
No name.
IT SCREECHES
Let's go.
And keep your stories in mind.
I don't think they can hurt us
if we hold on to what's real.
MURMURING
LEE: Pardon me. Excuse
me. Coming through.
Lyra?
Lyra!
You're alive.
You're alive!
Oh, kid, you really
had me there.
Lee... You...
Yeah. It's not as
bad as it seems.
How did you...?
Some excited rifleman got lucky.
It was over before it
started, I promise.
It's fine. We're together now.
Only for a little while.
You don't belong here.
And the word is out -
some crazy kid's got a plan
to break us out of here.
This is my friend
Will. This is Lee.
Balloon driver.
Good to see you, kid.
Will's going to
get us out of here.
With this, I hope.
You found the knife-bearer.
You beat the shaman to it.
Lyra Silvertongue,
just when I thought
you couldn't blow my
little mind enough times...
We're looking for a higher
place so I can cut out of here.
You go on ahead. There's
some stragglers in the back.
I'll round them up for
you. I'll catch up.
All right, folks,
follow the lady!
Follow the kid with
the knife, yeah.
You guys want to
get out of here?
You want to see the sky again?
Let's go. Go that way.
Follow the kid with
the knife! Let's go!
On your knees before
the Authority, Alarbus.
I have come with news, Regent.
What news do you presume
could be of interest to me?
I was captured.
By humans.
The mortal Lord Asriel
has formed a republic.
He is harnessing technology...
..to challenge you.
Go on.
They are able to
manipulate Dust.
And Asriel spoke of
a new knife-bearer.
That knife is of no
consequence to me.
The bearer is a boy.
He has not been corrupted
by the knife's power,
like the bearers before him.
Then...
..perhaps it's time to
send these mortals...
..a warning.
MACHINE BUZZES
PINGING
You can keep spewing your doctrine
to justify killing a child,
but it won't change anything.
You're worshipping a lie!
If she had only stayed with us
and given her life to the
Authority, as she once intended,
she would now be on the
path to the Kingdom.
METALLIC PING Ah! Ow!
HUMMING
You and others like
you will never be free!
..through a veil of
corruption and tears...
The Magisterium is an
institution that fears
what it does not understand.
..the stain of this child...
And it turns on its own.
BUZZING
Be swift in your sweet wrath.
Be mighty in your vengeance.
HIGH-PITCHED BEEPING
ALARM BLARES
ALARM STOPS
I will not...
..be a part of this.
FLUTTERING
Are you obstructing
me, Dr Cooper?
I will not hurt her.
No!
No!
HE GAGS
HE SCREAMS
BEEPING
SHE GRUNTS
GOLDEN MONKEY SCREECHES
BEEPING
WHISPERS: Lyra...
ALARM BLARES
O Authority, saviour
of this Earth...
..shine your perpetual
light upon us.
Why isn't it working?
Her key! The key!
SHE PANTS
METATRON: You think
Dust can make you gods.
Let us see how you
fare without it.
HIGH-PITCHED RINGING
RAPID BEEPING
WHOOSHING
INAUDIBLE
LOUD RUMBLING
LYRA: When I was asleep, Roger
spoke to me. You have to help me.
Will, I think we
should go there.
Go where? To the
land of the dead.
This is it!
PAN: Lyra, wait!
You will deliver my
message to Metatron.
SCREAMING
I... am...
..here!
SCREAMING CONTINUES
Tell the cardinal that
Mrs Coulter is back.
All that matters is
the child. My... child.
Eden fell when Eve was tempted.
Somewhere out there is
a tempter, a serpent.
Ngau.
What are we working on here?
MACPHAIL: You are quite sure
the bomb will find the girl?
DR COOPER: There
are codes within us.
We use these to aim this device.
The hair will want
to be made whole.
ROKE: You came here to
protect her, but instead
gave them the fuse to a bomb.
I never got a chance to
say goodbye to Roger.
PAN: It's not too
late to turn around.
You were on my side.
I thought I was by your side.
I don't know how you
took the hair from us.
We still have enough left
to kill Lyra Belacqua.
You will be the bullet
when we sever your daemon.
No passage. Not for
him. But he is me.
If you come, he must stay.
I can't betray Roger.
You've chosen Roger over me.
But I have to do this.
SHE SCREAMS
MARY: What are you?
THE CAVE: Angels.
You must play the serpent.
You have been preparing for this
as long as you have lived.
Save the girl...
..and the boy.
SHE SIGHS
Froom.
What am I doing?
I'm following a
talking elephant.
Wow.
Seriously?
TRUMPETING
SQUAWKING
TRUMPETS
That's you.
Atal.
Mary.
There must be a reason why I'm
here, don't you think, Atal?
These are from the trees?
They're very... oily.
Nguli. Sraf.
SHE PRACTISES WORDS SOFTLY
Pi mu...
DISTANT TRUMPETING
Chuh huhn.
May-may.
Maeri.
I've heard you and the
others talk about Sraf.
What is Sraf?
Chuni? Sleep?
Maya? Maya chuni nala?
I've been seeing more
dead seedpods around.
Don't you need the
oil they produce?
Mughe mea na mia...
Um...
to learn...
Chikkella mughe rere ni xuap e?
Rere ni, xua mu ia ni
Sraf e chikkella nala.
Maeri, ku lu xua na
umi tattin mae ech.
What does it feel like being
this far away from him?
From Pan?
It's like an iron hand
is gripped round my heart
and is yanking it
out between my ribs.
And it's mental, too, right?
As if some private, secret thing
has been dragged out into the open?
Yeah.
You know, you always said
I must have a daemon,
and I never believed you.
Now it feels like I've
known her my whole life.
Maybe she's with Pan now.
Hey. We're going to get
back to our daemons.
I know we are.
We've got the knife.
And we've got each other.
And for some
reason, I trust you.
How much longer?
As long as it needs to take.
Time does as it
pleases down here.
Don't be scared now.
I'm not scared. HE CHUCKLES
I've had warriors and assassins
and war generals on this boat
all telling me the same.
None's come back.
Apologies, ladies and gentlemen.
Well, best of luck to you.
You're just going
to leave us here?
Well, I can't go beyond
this point, I'm afraid.
Thank you.
Wait.
If my daemon's
still at the jetty,
can you give him a message?
I can tell you now, he won't be.
How do we know where...
No turning back, I guess.
No turning back.
I've told you I'm not
eating your putrid food
and if you try to force me,
I'll bite your fingers off.
Huh! I don't doubt for
a second that you would.
I thought you'd
scuttled back to Asriel
with news of my humiliation.
As much as he might
enjoy this humiliation,
I don't believe
Asriel wants you dead.
And neither do I.
Dr Cooper is readying the bomb.
I've got enough poison to fell
the guards outside this cell,
but no more than that.
How does she seem? Dr Cooper?
Frightened.
It seems to me she's
acting against her will.
We stay here.
The bomb is ready.
Lyra's hair is in a
chamber inside its body.
They intend to sever
you from your daemon.
Good.
It's not made of rock.
It's made of people's things.
Lyra...
The dead.
WHISPERING
Are you alive?
Yeah.
We're visitors.
WOMAN: You shouldn't
have come to this place.
Go back while you still can.
Why were you guys hiding? They don't
like it if we talk to each other.
Who don't? CREAKING
SNARLING WHISPERS:
They're listening.
SNARLS REVERBERATE
I need your help.
I'm looking for someone.
Roger Parslow.
I must warn you,
he might not want to see you.
Do you come from a
world with daemons?
Yeah.
My daemon's name is Pan.
Mine was called Sandling.
He used to think
he'd be a bird...
but I hoped he wouldn't,
cos I liked him all furry.
My Castor used to curl up
in my hand and go to sleep.
CHILD: Mine was called Matapan.
LOUD SCREECHING
Hey.
Please, could you help us?
Maybe.
Be careful.
They will attract attention.
To touch another's daemon
is forbidden, is it not?
How dare you enter unannounced?
Do I have to remind you
to whom it is you answer?
I answer to the Authority.
Get out of my sight and
never question me again.
They must have been
here a long time.
Does everyone who comes
here end up like this?
Are you looking
for someone, too?
I'm just asking.
When I first came here, I
was looking for someone.
My sister.
You never found her?
I gave up pretty quickly.
REVERBERATING SNARLING
RASPING WHISPER: You left
your sister all alone...
I have to go back.
Wait, no, we need
you. I'm sorry.
ROGER: Lyra...
WHISPER: Lyra...
Hello?
ROGER: Lyra.
RASPING WHISPER: Lyra...
Will?
Will? PAN: Lyra!
EERIE VOICE: Lyra...
Pan.
Pan! You shouldn't be here.
PAN: It's what you wanted.
How did you...
Lyra!
Excuse me. Excuse me.
Where'd you go?
PAN: You left me on
the jetty to die.
Don't say that. You
know why I had to do it.
I've always known deep
down how selfish you are.
You really believe
you're here for Roger?
You already killed him.
You came here for you.
To soothe your guilt.
To play the hero.
This isn't real.
You're not real.
Will!
SCREAMING: Will!
Lyra!
Whatever it was
saying, it wasn't true.
You're a good person.
This place is horrible.
This can't be it, can it?
Surely there has to
be some other place.
This can't be where
we all go... forever.
Roger.
Roger!
Roger?
Roger?
WHISPERS: Roger.
It's me.
I know.
Roger bloody Parslow.
It's your best friend.
You came.
You needed me.
I've changed...
..so much.
You've changed, too.
I missed you.
I'm so sorry...
..about everything.
I should have let you go with
the Gyptians and the kids.
I shouldn't have
taken you to Asriel.
If I'd have let you go, you
wouldn't be here, would you?
You'd be... It
wasn't your fault.
I wanted to go with you.
I do wish things were different.
I'm Will.
Roger, you can't stay here.
Look, I'm going to break you
all out of here, I mean it.
That's not possible.
It is.
It has to be.
I mean, what they're making you
endure here, it's... it's not right.
Look...
..when you didn't come...
..I lost all hope...
..forever.
I'm sorry.
Please. It can be
us together again.
You and me again. Stop it!
You think I want to go
back to the real world?
Like this?
Lyra... There's
nothing you can say.
Look, we can still help him!
But he's right.
We don't know what will
happen to him if we leave.
It's a terrible idea.
Look, you said this
place was awful, right?
That no-one should be
here. It's like a prison.
It's worse than a prison.
So you're just going
to give up on him?
Don't stop following
your instincts.
We have to try.
You promised Pan.
Make a window.
Where to? Anywhere.
We need to get out of here.
I'll drag Roger
through if I have to.
OK.
METALLIC CLANK
SCRAPING
Hmm.
SCRAPING
What?
What's the matter?
It's not working.
I can only feel rock.
RASPING WHISPER: What
kind of knife-bearer
cannot use his own knife?
One led by an ignorant child.
LOW GROWLING
What kind of son
abandons his own mother?
We shall send her nightmares.
We shall scream at
her in her sleep.
You have destroyed the lives of
everyone you've ever cared for.
You've come here for you,
to feel special.
If only Will had never met you.
SNARLING
Listen to what I'm saying.
ECHOING: Listen to
me. Listen to me.
Listen... Listen!
SHOUTS: No!
RASPING SCREECHES
Hey. They're gone.
How?
I just believed I could.
I thought about us and...
..everything we've been through.
I didn't let them
get into my head.
The knife doesn't work here
cos we're too low down.
We need to find higher ground.
GOMEZ: Your Grace.
Please.
I've thought of something
to show my contrition.
By his mercy and
your brilliance,
evil will be struck down.
But what of the serpent?
Fra Pavel has deduced that
she's in another world.
Who knows what depravity
she is capable of?
What if I was to track her down?
Let me do it, I beg of you.
I will allow you this
task for your penance.
Father President, sir, it
will be the honour of my life.
Mm.
I will repay your faith.
Mughe.
Dgela.
Ni.
Dg-ni.
I need a lens.
Got it!
It's Dust.
Sraf is Dust.
Dgena xua na ia ni mia.
Nungill tamu ia ki.
It's leaving.
Atal...
..hurun.
Xuapuli u hurun,
mea na iru ma dgila.
Xua na au mai kana ni mea u.
Nguli mu augh i.
Ng chau chetu kun.
What do you remember
about Jordan?
You remember it, don't you?
Jordan's gone.
It can't be.
I can see it perfectly.
Every nook, every cranny,
every secret passageway.
We know that place like
the back of our hands.
Do you remember that time we
snuck into the wine cellar?
We got covered in
cobwebs and dust.
I don't even know
how we got in there.
ECHOING: Lyra, will you wait?!
We had the porter's key.
We did.
We found that ancient
bottle of Tokay.
It smelt horrible.
It tasted horrible, too.
We couldn't stop
laughing for hours.
Wouldn't have got away with that
if we had parents, would we?
No. BOTH LAUGH
And the roof?
The roof...
It was so high up there.
Remember that rook
with the broken leg?
Yeah. We nursed it back to life.
Lyra...
They want to listen.
MURMURING
My name is Lyra.
I came here looking
for my friend.
His death was unfair, so I
thought he shouldn't be here.
What I didn't realise is that
none of you should be here.
This isn't life after death,
this is a prison camp.
Hi, guys. I'm Will.
I have a knife that
can cut through worlds.
If you follow us, I'm
hoping that I can use it
to get you guys out of
here. DISTANT SCREECHES
I can't make you any
promises, but I'll try.
I know you're afraid, but
we can get out of here.
What'll happen to
us if we leave?
I don't know. You don't know
if I will or won't be
able to see my son again?
We can't know until it happens.
I'm not going to lie or
pretend. DISTANT SCREECHING
But in here, it's just thoughts.
Out there, real things matter.
HARPIES SNARL
You think those creatures
will just allow us to leave?
When we were alive, they
told us that when we died,
we'd go to heaven.
That's why so many
of us gave our lives
and spent years in
prayer and silence,
while all the joy of life
went to waste around us.
I don't care what happens
to us when we leave.
Anything is better than this.
SCREECHING
HARPY: There she is!
The girl!
Lyra...
Lyra.
What were you saying before?
Those stories, what were they?
They were about
the outside world.
Do you remember
your life before?
Everything slips away.
Will you tell us some stories,
so we can remember too?
Real things.
LOW SNARLING
OK.
So, I used to live in this place
called Jordan College with Roger.
It had these beautiful buildings
and these really high towers,
which looked like they
could almost touch the sky.
It had amazing hiding places.
We used to race. Through the
kitchen, down the stairs,
back onto the roof...
I won every time.
No, she didn't.
You cheated every time.
What else?
Then I met Will.
He made me an omelette. I
didn't know what one was,
so I thought I'd make
him one in return.
Which was funny because
she left the shells in.
And Iorek. The armoured bear.
He has claws the
size of your hand.
Magnificent.
When I first met him,
he'd lost his armour.
But thanks to the alethiometer,
we managed to get it back.
We went to the palace of the
bears in Svalbard and took on...
VOICE FADES
Is this really how things
are to end between you and I?
What do you think will
happen after this?
Do you really believe that
things are going to get better?
Dr Cooper, these are not the wishes
of the Authority, you know that.
These are the wishes of
a weak and dangerous man.
And if he is prepared to kill me,
think what he might do to you.
When we created this
technology together,
you believed you were
doing the right thing.
We all did.
But we were wrong.
This has to stop.
DOOR OPENS
I can scarcely believe this
day has arrived, Dr Cooper.
You do not understand
this technology, Hugh.
You are simply going to
blow up the Magisterium
and everyone in it.
Quite the contrary.
Our conception is
elegantly simple.
The separation of
human and daemon...
Do not explain my
own technology to me.
It has evolved somewhat
since your original design.
Our bomb is equipped with
a guidance mechanism.
We will use the lock of your
daughter's hair to locate her
and to destroy her on the spot.
All in a moment.
It is a thing of divine
precision and power,
such an exquisite example
of the Authority's design.
Such beauty in its order.
You have lost your mind.
You're sick!
I urge you not to struggle.
Go willingly,
and this could be
your redemption.
You truly think that?
That he ordained all this?
The Authority has not
forsaken you, Marisa.
You still have time to repent.
Let me give you
your final blessing.
Keep...
..your hands off me.
There's too much blood
on them for that.
Initiate the process.
DISTANT: Through Iorek, we also
met my friend Lee, the aeronaut.
I remember the first time
I went up in his balloon.
It was so high up there, the
wind was pushing against my skin.
If you looked over the
edge, you would feel dizzy,
but you felt safe
with Mr Scoresby.
He's the first grown-up
I ever trusted.
Your stories have made
us feel alive again.
I remember now what it was to
have warm flesh and senses.
I will come with you.
We... we will come with you.
LOUD SCREECHING
HARPY SNARLS
IT SCREECHES
GROWLING
Go on.
Make a ghost of me.
GROWLS
What's your name?
You must have one.
No name.
IT SCREECHES
Let's go.
And keep your stories in mind.
I don't think they can hurt us
if we hold on to what's real.
MURMURING
LEE: Pardon me. Excuse
me. Coming through.
Lyra?
Lyra!
You're alive.
You're alive!
Oh, kid, you really
had me there.
Lee... You...
Yeah. It's not as
bad as it seems.
How did you...?
Some excited rifleman got lucky.
It was over before it
started, I promise.
It's fine. We're together now.
Only for a little while.
You don't belong here.
And the word is out -
some crazy kid's got a plan
to break us out of here.
This is my friend
Will. This is Lee.
Balloon driver.
Good to see you, kid.
Will's going to
get us out of here.
With this, I hope.
You found the knife-bearer.
You beat the shaman to it.
Lyra Silvertongue,
just when I thought
you couldn't blow my
little mind enough times...
We're looking for a higher
place so I can cut out of here.
You go on ahead. There's
some stragglers in the back.
I'll round them up for
you. I'll catch up.
All right, folks,
follow the lady!
Follow the kid with
the knife, yeah.
You guys want to
get out of here?
You want to see the sky again?
Let's go. Go that way.
Follow the kid with
the knife! Let's go!
On your knees before
the Authority, Alarbus.
I have come with news, Regent.
What news do you presume
could be of interest to me?
I was captured.
By humans.
The mortal Lord Asriel
has formed a republic.
He is harnessing technology...
..to challenge you.
Go on.
They are able to
manipulate Dust.
And Asriel spoke of
a new knife-bearer.
That knife is of no
consequence to me.
The bearer is a boy.
He has not been corrupted
by the knife's power,
like the bearers before him.
Then...
..perhaps it's time to
send these mortals...
..a warning.
MACHINE BUZZES
PINGING
You can keep spewing your doctrine
to justify killing a child,
but it won't change anything.
You're worshipping a lie!
If she had only stayed with us
and given her life to the
Authority, as she once intended,
she would now be on the
path to the Kingdom.
METALLIC PING Ah! Ow!
HUMMING
You and others like
you will never be free!
..through a veil of
corruption and tears...
The Magisterium is an
institution that fears
what it does not understand.
..the stain of this child...
And it turns on its own.
BUZZING
Be swift in your sweet wrath.
Be mighty in your vengeance.
HIGH-PITCHED BEEPING
ALARM BLARES
ALARM STOPS
I will not...
..be a part of this.
FLUTTERING
Are you obstructing
me, Dr Cooper?
I will not hurt her.
No!
No!
HE GAGS
HE SCREAMS
BEEPING
SHE GRUNTS
GOLDEN MONKEY SCREECHES
BEEPING
WHISPERS: Lyra...
ALARM BLARES
O Authority, saviour
of this Earth...
..shine your perpetual
light upon us.
Why isn't it working?
Her key! The key!
SHE PANTS
METATRON: You think
Dust can make you gods.
Let us see how you
fare without it.
HIGH-PITCHED RINGING
RAPID BEEPING
WHOOSHING
INAUDIBLE
LOUD RUMBLING