The first 200 lines.
"Trading my home for the road again"
"singing my songs with an old best friend"
"Running around with a child's mind"
"Then it gets lucky just a couple of times"
Sing it, Hester.
Very excited.
Damn right I am; I finally got a lead Iorek!
He might not be the same bear; the Iorek I knew.
Some crazy seal hunter got him drunk;
tricked him out of his armour!
An armoured bear is nothing without his armour!
- Hester! - I'm right here,
what do you see?
It looks like we're not the only ones heading to Trollesund.
Lee, are you sure Iorek will want us making trouble?
That bear saved our lives Hester, we owe him trouble.
Hey!
This is an oil port; there's no smoking on the quay.
Then I nearly made a horrible mistake.
Lee Scoresby, aeronaut for hire.
Tell me, who are all these people here?
My question exactly.
New arrivals arouse suspicion.
I did hear a rumour that interested me.
Rumour of a bear.
Any truth to that?
Yes, I heard a rumour too
of an aeronaut who creates bedlam wherever he goes.
Any truth to that?
- Here we go again. - Friendly place.
Yeah, no, it's not.
Can we just stay out of trouble?
Gyptians; never seen them so far North.
The spy fly will have reached Mrs Coulter by now,
our business here must be in haste.
I don't like it here, either.
Go see the Witches' Consul,
get whatever help you can and then we leave here as fast as possible.
It's been forty years since I saw Serafina last.
She might not like what she sees.
I remember you as a younger man, Coram;
you weren't much to look at even then.
You are sure you should take the girl?
Something tells me I'll need her.
Quite something; all this.
My whole life I've wanted to be here. And now that I'm here,
I'm not so sure I want to be.
Lyra!
Lyra, a word please.
I need to know if I can trust in your readings of The Alethiometer.
How do you decipher it?
I kind of feel them or see them.
It's like, like, going down a ladder at night.
You put your foot down and there's another rung.
Well, I put my mind down and there's another meaning.
I sort of sense what they mean.
It's got a trick in it, sort of like focusing your eyes.
So, say you wanted to ask The Alethiometer
what your parents are doing now?
Well, the Madonna is Mrs Coulter.
The Madonna, is it?
And for Asriel it would be the Globe.
So, I think of my parents when I put the hand there
and then I go for The Ant because that means busy...
But how do you know what these meanings are?
The Magisterium, put it away Lyra.
You understand the man we're going to see is important?
Yes.
The Witch Consul is the link between the human world and the witches.
He will decide whether to pass our message on.
And we need the witches.
Yes, but he'll want to know everything.
The Consul is the only way to contact the witches and he must trust us first.
But if he does, a witch called Serafina Pekkala will surely come to our aid.
With her help, we will find the children.
- You mean she'll lead us to Roger? - Yes.
Just follow my lead, keep that thing hidden. Okay?
How can I help you, Farder Coram?
I met a witch some years ago, in the Fen country of Eastern Anglia.
Her name was Serafina Pekkala. I wish to get a message to her.
I'm aware of your relationship with Serafina Pekkala, Farder Coram.
I represent a number of Gyptian families who have lost children.
We believe there is an organisation
that is capturing these children; ours and others and taking them North.
We need her help, to get them free.
Well,
you realize that relations between the witches and
the authorities
are perfectly cordial.
It is my job to keep them that way.
You refer to the Magisterium, hmm?
This fight is not ours.
They are stealing children!
This is war, for all of us.
And I know Serafina will want to be part of it.
The children do not remain here for long.
They are taken some distance inland.
Do you know what happens to them there?
I've heard variously of The Maystadt process,
or an Intercision.
The process is shrouded in secrecy but the rumours disturbing.
There's a reason why you don't see a child on the streets of Trollesund.
We too have felt the effects of missing children.
Then I will leave you to let Serafina know what we ask of her?
Come.
I understand you are in possession of an Alethiometer.
I have eyes everywhere in Trollesund.
Yes.
May I look at it?
It's exquisite.
Do you possess the books of readings?
Actually...
I can read it.
You are very wise to say so.
How?
I just can.
Well, I wonder if I might ask to see you do so?
Down here, there are many sprigs of Cloud Pine.
Which one belongs to Serafina Pekkala?
I can summon the witches through Cloud Pine.
Each spray of Cloud Pine is specific to a witch.
Show us which one is Serafina Pekkala's.
Chameleon
and the moon.
This one's hers.
I'd like to give you something to take away with you.
Carry this spray with you,
and if you ever truly need her...
She will come.
Dr Lanselius, may I ask you something?
Of course.
What question should we be asking you that we are not?
You're weak.
You may have heart, but The Magisterium have muscle.
I would ask where I could obtain the services of an armoured bear.
I understood the armoured bears answered to nobody.
There is at least one who does, an exile.
He shamed his people, but be warned,
his skill with metal makes him useful to the town.
They don't like strangers knowing about him or interfering in his affairs.
You'll find him beside Einarsson's bar.
But to get him away will take some doing.
His name is Iorek Byrnison.
Iorek Byrnison.
Iorek Byrnison, can we talk with you?
We wish to offer you employment.
I am employed.
We need fighters or, in all probability; we will.
We're going North until we find the place
where children are being kept captive.
When we find them, there will surely be a battle.
What do you do, in the metal works?
I mend broken machinery.
I lift heavy objects.
And what kind of work is that for a Panserbjorne?
If you'll excuse me saying,
Iorek Byrnison,
you could be living free and proud on the ice,
hunting seal and walrus, or going to war winning great prizes.
I know the people you are seeking;
the Child Cutters.
People of this town, they pretend not to see!
But I see.
And are you a coward like they are?
A coward?
We need you.
I am not for sale.
- It's quiet today. - Big hearing in the consistorial court.
Oh, is that right?
And I thought because everyone know I was coming.
- We didn't announce it. - No, I know.
- I was to be funny. - My apologies.
They do like to look at me though, as I pass.
Well, you've acquired a reputation!
The reputation for staring up trouble.
Now quickly, the cardinal will not be kept waiting.
I thought I was perfectly clear.
You were.
Try to keep your head down, show some restraint.
Now you express it all, most eloquently.
Yet not a few days later, you invaded a college,
protected by Scholastic Sanctuary,
and undermining a centuries' old relationship.
Yes.
It was very unfortunate.
It's good to see you again, Marisa.
It has been some time.
Not so long.
Can I get anything for you?
I know how much you like your sustenances.
Food? Tea? Water?
I arrived fed and watered.
Just skip to the part where you reveal what punishment you intend for me, hm?
Punishment?
That's such a strange word.
I don't intend to punish you.
I'm sure that's not true.
I fear our project has become too noisy.
I'm passing leadership of the Oblation Board onto Father MacPhail.
And as of now, you are stripped of all official duties.
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