Iorek! Iorek Byrnison!
Listen. Don't fight these men. What they've done ain't right, I know.
If you fight them, you'll kill them, and then there will be more fighting and we'll never to saving those kids.
Just not be too hasty. The way I see it, there's no need for a dust-up.
Howdy Iorek. I was down south when I heard you ran in to some local trouble.
Didn't have the first notion on how to spring you. Fortunetely little girls come in resourceful up in these parts.
Well look at here.
Reinforcements.
What do say you fellows just call it a day.
'Just been hired on by these gentlemen of the gypsian persuasion. Figuring on joining this turkey shoot?
Yes. I have a contract with the child.
That's some pretty fast work, miss Lyra.
My Lord...
Rise, Fra Pavel!
I have recieved your news about the gypsian party heading to the North.
The matter is of the first importance. They must be illiminated, and Bolvangar protected.
- The intercision process is more important than ever. - Which is why it must be taken out of the hands of the Coulter-woman.
It was Mrs. Coulter who took the Belaqua-child from Jordan College, and then let her slip away.
Yes, that is the most troubleing of all.
No matter. One way or another, it is better that I've sent Mrs. Coulter after the child.
- You've sent her? - Yes.
She is to demonstrate the improvements to the intercision-process upon the Belaqua-girl.
I'm sorry.
I would never hurt you.
Oh, Lyra.
I'll find you. I will find you.
Careful, boys. Airship machinery is kind of finacy.
But she was ever so clever, Mrs. Coulter. But she was always telling me what to do.
I bet you don't like it ether. I can tell. You're like my uncle Asriel.
He's a classic noble like you. I think...
Samojede Lands.
- Samojedes don't take kindly to trespassers. - It's the only way to reach Bolvangar.
Stay close to me.
- Come child. - It will be dark soon.
What's wrong? What can you see?
Where are we going? They told us not to leave the tents.
- Iorek? - What is it, child?
The alethiometer keep telling me something.
In the next valley there's a lake with a house by,
It is troubled by a ghost. It's something to do with the Gobblers. And Roger.
You can take me there.
You could carry me there and back before anyone knew couldn't you?.
- You wish to ride me? - Yes.
We will travel faster without armor.
- Are those birds? - Witches.
- More than I have ever seen. - Where are they going?
Flying to war.
If they are flying to the aid of your enemies you should all be afraid.
- Are you afraid? - NO.
When I am, I will master my fear.
I will make sure the way is clear.
No, stay here.
Lyra no. Please don't!.
- Something's wrong. - Hush, Pan.
Something terrible. I'm afraid.
We've got to master our fear.
Hallo?
- Billy. - Where's his deamon?
He doesn't have a deamon.
That's... Intercision. That's what the Gobblers do.
Cutting away kids' deamons.
Where's my Ratter? Have you seen her?
Billy, It's me, Lyra. Let me take you back to your mum.
- I need Ratter. - Billy come on with me.
We'll take you some place safe. We'll find Ratter.
Gratious God, What's this?
Lyra child, what have you found?
Billy. Billy Costa.
You're alright Billy. You're safe now.
We'll bring her back.
- Pan, where are they taking us? - I don't know. We've been going for hours.
A gift for the king.
Ice bears, Pan.
I hope you're happy now.
Don't worry. We'll get her back.
The samojedes won't lay a hand on her, she's more worth in one piece.
I'll find her. I'll bring her back. I can bargain with Ragnar.
- I'll drop you at the border. I'll pick you up when I come back. - No. I will not leave her.
If you show up in Svalbard, Ragnar and the rest of them will tear you to pieces, you know that.
I know that I would feel ashamed to show less pride than that child.
That kind of courage can get you killed.
I will not live in shame any longer, Scoresby.
I recon not. Let me take her down. Pick up the trail.
- Don't worry. Iorek will come. - That's just it Pan. There's to many for him to fight.
We've got to do something.
Do you remember what Mrs. Coulter said?
About the king of the bears wanting a deamon.
- Pan, I need you to hide. Don't let them see you. - That's fine by me.
We can beat him, Pan.
- What is this little thing? - All greetings to you, Great King.
Or rather: My greetings, and not his.
- Not whose? - Iorek Byrnisons, Your Majesty.
What have you to do with Iorek Byrnison!?
I'm Iorek Byrnison's deamon.
How has the exiled, the unworthy Iorek Byrnison uptained a deamon!?
Iorek Byrnison was the first bear to recieve a deamon, but it should have been you.
They gave me to him at Bolvangar. Mrs. Coulter did.
- How can you be so far from him. - I'm like a witch's deamon, Great King.
I can go as far from him as I please.
Well... If you are his deamon, I will kill you right now and be free of an enemy!
If you do that, I can never be your deamon.
My deamon?
That's why I come here, see. Cause I want to be your deamon, not his.
He's just in exile, nothing. But you: You're powerful, and clever, and rich,
and better in every way. He's on his way here now to fight you.
What? He's mad. We shall destroy him!
No. If you defeat him I will become your deamon. But you must defeat him in single combat.
And all his strength will flow into yours. And my mind will flow into your mind.
You and me together.
Have him killed any other way, I'll just go out like a light, and you'll never have me.
Prove it. Prove to me that you are a deamon.
Ask me something only you know.
How did I become king?
- What is that? - It's a deamon mirror, Great King.
We deamons use it to see the truth in our own eyes.
Truly you are great and powerful, Ragnar. You poisoned the old king,
and challenged the heir to the throne, and beat him in single combat.
Iorek Byrnison.
Oh Pan, what have I done?. Ragnar is too strong.
- What if the coward dare not fight me. - Great king, let me speak to him.
-If I do he will not suspect. - Very well. You go to him.
Give him courage. Bring him to his death. Soon You'll be mine.
Oh Iorek. Iorek, I've done a terrible thing.
What terrible thing?
I told the king I was your deamon. And that he must fight you.
If not, they would have never let you fight. The would have burned you before you got up close.
- But you've been fighting. And running all this way. - Lyra. Lyra Belaqua.
Know I shall call you Lyra Silvertoung.
To fight him, is all I want. Come, little deamon.
Fight well, Iorek my dear. You're the real king, and he ain't nothing.
Lyra, if I am killed, Scoresby will find you.
Is that all?
Is that all?.
Soon to die?
Is that all?
Is that all!?
Yes, that is all.
Bears!. Who is your king!?
- Iorek, I thought I'd lost you. - Why? You're still on my contract.
Now I will take you to Bolvangar.
We've got to stop them, Iorek. The alethiometer says they'll hurt Roger.
It may not hold us both.
You cross on your own, I will follow.
I'm right here. Step quickly, don't look down.
Don't look back, you're almost there!
Run Lyra, Run!
Lyra, I will get Scoresby and the gypsians.
Wait for me there. Lyra, Wait!
I don't like the look of this place.
- Bolvanger! - Hello there.
- I got lost in the snow. Where am I? - No need to worry my child. You're safe now.
You better come inside. It's warm and comfortable here.
- What's your name. - Don't tell him who we are.
Lizzie. Lizzie Brooks.
Odd that you're so far north, Lizzie. There must be an interesting story.
My dad and uncle, they took me. They're traders.
Well, you're very lucky to have found us when you got lost.
- What is this place? - Oh, you'll like it.
- It's called the eksperimental station. - What do you do here?
- We help children grow up. - Liar.
You must be hungry Lizzie. Lucky you, just in time for dinner.
Can you see him? Is he here?
- Lyra, it's them! - Pan, you found us!.
You kept your promise.
- I knew you'd come. - I promised, didn't I?
- Roger, do you know what they do to the kids here? - Well they say they're gonna give us this operation, right?
Then they'll send us home. An we don't have to worry about Dust.
But once they call a kid in, you'll never see them again.
They took Billy Costa away last week. And he's still gone.
Don't worry. I've got a plan, alright?
Tell the kids to have their warm clothes ready. I need to be alone somewhere.
But not here.
They hardly ever use this one. But be quick.
Ask it how we are gonna get out of here.
- But why would it... - Oh no. It's them.
..Discover how several children managed to wander free from the station.
I hope you understand, the question is mute. Any child who escapes the facility,
would not last long in the cold. - We have already recovered 2 out of the 3 missing children.
Where they alive?
Well that is unfortunate...
I, at least, have some good news.
We needn't be concerned with Lord Asriel any longer.
He's bribed his capturers and set up a laboratory in the far reaches of the north.
The Magistiriums soldiers are on their way. He will be arrested for herecy,
and sentenced to death.
To death? Oh dear me...
- I think I will retire for the evening. - Oh yes, of course miss. The order will show you to your chambers.
I wouldn't get on the wrong side of her I'll tell you that. She's possitively goolish.
Remember the first experiments? She was so keen to see them pulled apart. Her and that mutully deamon.
- What was that? - Don't know.
You can't! You're not allowed.
- Quickly now. Straight into the chamber. - Let me go!
Iorek Byrnison's gonna kill you.
- Don't be afraid, my dear. It's only a little cut. - You'll never keep us apart!
You wanna grow up, don't you. Well, this is how you grow up.
Stay away from me! You'll never keep us apart! Never! Never!
- No stop! Lyra! -Pan!
Lyra!
- Don't! Don't you touch! - No one is going to hurt you. No one is ever... going to hurt you.
They did it to Billy. And to those other kids.
Why? Why are they doing that?
I know it's difficult to understand, but it's for their own good.
It's just a little cut...
A long long time ago, some of our ancesters made a terrible mistake.
They disobeyed the authority.
And that is what made Dust come in to the world.
And ever since then, we've been sick with it. Been sick with Dust.
But there is a way out. You see, Dust doesn't settle on innocent children.
It's later. When your deamon begins to settle.
The Dust begins to swarm all around us, working its misture.
And that is how children begin to have all sorts of nasty thoughts and unhappy feelings.
But there is a way to stop it.
A little cut... and gone forever.
If it's so good, then why didn't you do it yourself? Why didn't you let them do it to me?
I'm going to tell you something.
Something very important, something you don't know.
Intercision isn't perfect yet, and you're not just anyone, Lyra.
Your mother didn't die in an airship accident as you were told.
She wasn't married to your father and even though she loved you very much,
And she wanted to keep you... It wasn't allowed.
So you were taken from her, and it wasn't until things changed... and she was free to do as she wanted...
That she went to Jordan College and spoke to the Master. - No!
You can't be!
Yes, Lyra. You're mine.
And you're safe with me. You'll always be safe with me.
Who's my father?
Lord Asriel? He's my father, isn't he?
Yes. Yes.
Now I almost forgot. The Master of Jordan gave you something, didn't he?
He gave you an alethiometer, didn't he?
That wasn't really his to give.
Must have seemed like a puzzle, what a silly, old thing like that was any good for.
Alright.
Here it is.
Thank you.
What a funny old tin. Did you put it in here to keep it safe?
Run! Lyra, let's go!
Go on then. Go on.
Iorek!
Run child!.
Let's go!
Better not touch me. I'm warning you.
Serafina Pekkala.
Mrs. Coulter! Get her out of here!
Well come on!
Mr. Scoresby, Help Iorek!
We're going home!
Lyra, we've got to go! It's time to go home.
I can't Roger. I've got to go to my father and bring him the alethiometer.
- Your father? - Lord Asriel.
- Mrs. Coulter and them, they're gonna kill him. - Then I'm going too.
You said you was gonna come get me. You got me.
Miss Lyra! Are you ready to fly?
I know where she's going.
Well, they're all tugged in back there.
That little girl's something, huh?
There's a prophecy about that child, Mr. Scoresby.
- She will decide the war which is to come. - War?
- I ain't heard a rumor of any war. - You will.
It is your war too, whether you know it or not.
- What would the quarrel be about? - Nothing less than free will.
The Magisterium not only seeks to control everyone in this world,
but every world, in every universe.
They've been unable to extend their power until now,
but if Asriel finds a way to travel between worlds,
nothing will stop them from trying to take over.
Nothing but us. And that child.
What's it telling you?
It's telling me about my father. It's telling me, I'm bringing him what he needs.
We're going home, aren't we Lyra? After we save your father?
Of course. Except first we need to sort out some things that need sorting.
Like Billy and the others who lost their deamons.
We've got to help them. And it isn't like The Magisterium is gonna let us go home an deal with them like that.
And Dust. I want to know what Dust is.
Maybe we're supposed to go to that other world with my father, and find out.
- That's an awful lot to sort out. - But who else is gonna do it?
- Besides... We're in this together now. - Yeah. Suppose we are.
- You recon it would do any harm to get some sleep now? - Go on then.
We'll set things right.
We will. You, and me, and Iorek and Serafina Pekkala and Mr. Scoresby.
And my father. We'll set it right, Pan.
Jus let them try to stop us.
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