His Dark Materials

Ma'am.

Lyra, this is your new home.

Is this all yours?

Goodness, no. Just the one floor.

Go on.

Can't believe this is our new home, Pan.

Look how shiny the floor is!

Right. Let me show you around.

This is the living room.

Wow...

The terrace...

Now, up here is my bedroom.

And that's my study,

which I'd rather stayed my private space.

Then, here is the room I prepared for you.

I'll let you get settled.

Oh, I'm drowning!

I'm drowning.

It is a lot more comfortable than Oxford.

And it's our new home.

Roger's too... when she finds him.

A home for us all.

- Billy? - Roger!

Billy Costa!

How are you with heights?

They don't scare me.

Never have.

I used to live on the roof of Jordan College.

I slept out there every other Sunday.

No, you didn't.

I did!

Roger was there, too. On the roof.

I've got my best people looking for him.

We'll find him, Lyra. Soon.

I've never been sure about them... heights.

I could never get away from the occasional urge to jump.

Right. Let's get to it.

Plenty to do before we lunch at the Arctic Institute.

- We're lunching at the Arctic Institute? - Yes, of course we are.

Now, chop chop. Plans to make, clothes to get, lots to do. Come on.

Wow!

Is that the Skraeling

who mapped the currents of the Great Northern Ocean?

Hello.

- You know him? - Of course. Now come, Lyra.

Oxford only had so much, but this...

Now, what will you eat?

I don't care about food.

Well, you might care about food if you were starving.

Is that an armoured bear skull?

- I've heard so much about them. It's huge. - Lyra. Lyra.

Sit down.

- Sweetbreads. - Oh! - Courtesy of the chef, Mrs. Coulter.

Thank him.

Mrs. Coulter, I've been thinking about Roger,

and I think I should help you with the search.

Like you said in Jordan... child's eyes... useful.

Lyra, look around this room.

How many women do you see?

In every room, there are those that would belittle you.

With my help, they won't lay a scratch on you.

For you will have knowledge that they won't.

I can teach you to wield power over all of them,

but you must let me mould you.

You must trust me.

I trust you.

Then, will you let me find Roger for you?

- He's my best friend. - Lyra, I won't let you down.

- All right. - Good.

Now, who do you want to be introduced to first?

A van has been seen leaving and entering here.

We've not confirmed children on board.

We've not confirmed? We need to be confirmed.

The Gobblers are efficient, well-protected and well-funded.

So good that people think they're a myth.

- So you're saying we know enough? - I'd state good odds that the van

is Gobbler and it's being used to transport them.

We've been searching for days. This is the best lead we've got.

So tomorrow we attack. In the morning we gather our best men.

Go in fast through the front door.

Take on whatever lies on the other side.

Prepare the men. We strike with force.

Have you ever considered doing something different with your hair?

I like my hair.

No, I don't think it accentuates your face.

Maybe I should grow it.

I had long hair. That was really useful.

Like, this one time when Roger and I were caught in this grain silo,

he turned my hair into a rope,

he climbed up me and out, and then pulled me out.

- Lyra, please don't lie to me. Yes, you were. - I wasn't.

Lyra...

... I think you can be extraordinary.

But being extraordinary takes application.

It means being prepared to change.

And that takes guidance. Hm?

We shouldn't change just so we can fit in here.

She's being very kind to us, Pan.

She's nice.

She treats me nice.

Don't we deserve to have nice things?

- For once. - Of course we do.

No-one's ever said I could be extraordinary before.

Lyra. Lyra.

- What? - Lyra, wake up. Listen to that noise.

What is it?

It's just the pipes. It's fine.

It's something. Listen.

It's nothing.

I don't think it's the pipes.

Hey, stop.

Stop at nothing. We will rescue these children.

We're in, sir.

That's Billy's.

This proves they were here.

The Gobblers must have known we were coming and moved them.

What do they want the children for?

- You see anything? - No, nothing.

Just a brick wall.

I miss my ma.

I don't have a ma to miss.

My aunt brought me up for a bit.

And then she found a good job for me in Jordan College.

And then I met Lyra.

I know she won't leave us here.

She'll be looking for us right now.

Wherever she is.

I will be having a party for a few friends and fellow explorers

and, Lyra, I'll need your help serving drinks.

Stop.

That's it. Perfect.

There ain't much give in it.

I like running around, you know.

The clothes you wear determine the way people see you.

Now, come. Look in the mirror.

I like it.

- I think. - Blue is quite your colour.

Did you know that?

I didn't know I had a colour at all.

To allow me to wield power.

Looks like it'll allow you to wield a cake knife.

If my uncle could see me like this.

Oh, he'd be delighted. I'm sure.

I heard your request and I'm unable to grant it.

I simply ask

to examine what remains of the head Asriel presented to you

before it's treated and placed in your crypt.

Grumman was a scholar of this college.

Word is you've already allowed his head to be thawed and treated.

Vital information might have been lost.

Boreal, as you are aware, scholastic sanctuary...

As an executive of the Consistorial Court,

I must understand where he's been.

They say that he crossed between the worlds.

That's heresy.

That's an interesting word for you to use,

especially considering what I've heard of Asriel's visit

to this college.

Is it true he spoke of Dust

and that you're funding his investigations?

Whatever you are threatening...

I threaten nothing.

What do you hide?

The only rights the Magisterium has here

are the rights I grant it.

His skull is in our crypt.

It will stay there.

As is his right.

And our responsibility.

Of course, Master.

Lyra, you're still not concentrating.

Books aren't what I'm best at.

And what are you best at?

Can't you mould me into someone who... reads some books

but who travels mostly,

who adventures,

who looks for people when they're lost?

Lyra, did you not agree to trust me?

Now, where were you?

Yes. Electrons.

Now, the thing about electrons is that they are...

Negatively charged particles, sort of like Dust,

but Dust might not be charged.

- Dust? - You know, from-space Dust.

That Dust.

You see, I do know some things.

- Well, what do you know about Dust, Lyra? - It comes from space,

it lights people up if you have a special camera to see it by.

And...

Ah, yes.

It doesn't affect children.

Who did you learn this from?

Just a visiting scholar from New Denmark who came to Jordan.

He was talking to the chaplain and I was passing by.

I couldn't help but listen.

Is it right? will you tell me?

Well, I'm sure you know much more about it than I do.

Now, let's get back to these electrons, hm?

Damn it!

Ma, I'll clean it.