text stringlengths 112 737 | label stringlengths 32 303 |
|---|---|
Were you followed, milady? No.
No, there's no one there.
Your new country awaits you, child.
If anything should happen at home...
I'll send word. Never fear.
Send Jacob. But I want to know at once, good news or bad. | λ°λΌμ€λκ°μ? μλ¨
μ무λ μμ΄μ
μλ‘μ΄ λλΌκ° κΈ°λ€λ¦¬κ³ μꡬλ
λ§μ½ μ§μ λ¬΄μ¨ μΌ μκΈ°λ©΄...
λ°λ‘ κΈ°λ³ν ν
λ κ±±μ λ§λ ΄
μ μ΄μ½₯μ 보λ΄μ μ΄λ€ μμμ΄λΌλ μλ €μ€μ |
Promise me. I promise you.
Lady Guinevere of Leonesse, welcome to Camelot.
God be praised you're safe. Nothing shall ever harm you again.
Milord honors me with his kindness.
Your coming brings me a happiness I'd not dared hope for.
Milord mustn't think too highly of me, else I'm afraid he'll be disappointed. | μ½μν΄μ£ΌμΈμ μ½μνλ§
κΈ°λ€λΉμ΄, 리μ€λ€μ€μ μμ£Ό μΉ΄λ©λ‘―μ μ μ€μ
¨μ
μ΄λ κ² λ¬΄μ¬νλ λ€νμ΄κ΅¬λ € λ€μλ κ·Έλ° μΌ μμ κ±°μ
μΉμ νμλλ€, νν
κ·Έλλ₯Ό λ§μ΄νλ λ΄ κ°μ΄μ ν볡μΌλ‘ μΆ©λ§νμ€
κΈ°λκ° ν¬μ§ μμΌμ
¨μΌλ©΄ ν©λλ€ μ€λ§νμ€ μλ μμΌλκΉμ |
You feel that, too?
Well, then, I shall just take you as I find you, if you'll do as much for me.
All Leonesse will want to know if you've arrived safely.
John here will take any message you care to send.
Milord grants my wishes even before I speak them. | λλ λ§μ°¬κ°μ§μ
μ°λ¦¬ μλ‘λ₯Ό μ²μ²ν μμκ°λλ‘ ν©μλ€
κ·Έλμ λμ°©μ 리μ€λ€μ€μ μλ €μΌκ² μ
μ ν λ§μ΄ μμΌλ©΄ νμμ€
μ λ§μμ κΏ°λ«μ΄ 보μ
¨κ΅°μ |
Tell my people I'm come safe into my new country.
Tell them you saw my eyes filled with tears of joy.
Already a queen.
Up!
Agravaine, what happened? Ambush, sire. | μ κ° μ μ‘°κ΅μ 무μ¬ν λμ°©νμμ μλ €μ£ΌμΈμ
μ λμλ ν볡μ λλ¬Όμ΄ κ°λνλ€κ³ μ
λ²μ¨ μλΉλ΅κ΅°
μμΌλ‘!
μ΄μ° λ κ²μ΄λ? λ§€λ³΅μ΄ μμμ΅λλ€ |
Malagant? Has to be.
Was Lady Guinevere in danger? We were all in danger, sire. It was a well-planned attack. Two separate forces.
Lady Guinevere was in danger, sire, yes. In the course of the second... | 맬λ¬κ±΄νΈμΈκ°? κ·Έλ΄ κ²λλ€
μμ£Όκ»μ μνμ μ²νμλ? λͺ¨λ μννμ΅λλ€ λ μ°¨λ‘μ κ±ΈμΉ κ΅λ¬ν 곡격μ΄μμ£
λ λ²μ§Έ 곡격μ λΉνλ©΄μ μκ°μ¨κ»μ... |
You weren't prepared for the second attack.
They'd lost so many men in the first strike, sire.
How could we guess they had a second force standing by, just watching their comrades die? | λ λ²μ§Έ 곡격μ μμμΉ λͺ»νλ κ±°λ?
첫 λ²μ§Έ 곡격μμ μλνΈμ΄ λ§μ΄ μ£½μ΄
λ λ²μ§Έ κ³΅κ²©μ΄ μμ κ±°λΌκ³€ μκ°νμ§ λͺ»νμ΅λλ€ |
Malagant doesn't care how many men he loses, so long as he wins.
I'll not fail you again, sire.
We've fought enough battles together to know that no one is perfect, but... | 맬λ¬κ±΄νΈλ λ³μ¬λ€μ λͺ©μ¨ λ°μ μκ΄νμ§ μμ
λ€μ κ·Έλ° μΌ μμ κ²λλ€
κ°μ΄ μ€λ μΈμ μμμκ° λꡬλ μλ²½νμ§ μλ€ |
I need to know everything. Sire.
Come.
I was still a boy when I first climbed this hill, and saw what was to become my city.
I named it Camelot.
It's so beautiful it almost frightens me. | νλ λ λͺ¨λ κ±Έ μμμΌ ν΄ λ€, νν
μ΄λ¦¬ μ€μμ€
μ΄λ¦° μμ μ μ΄ μΈλμ μ²μμΌλ‘ μ¬λλ€μ€ λ―Έλμ λ΄ λμλ₯Ό λ΄€μ§
μΉ΄λ©λ‘―μ΄λΌ μ΄λ¦ μ§μμ
λ무 μλ¦λ€μμ 무μμΈ μ λμμ |
Well, why do you say that?
I was brought up to set no faith in finery.
Well, yes, but I remember the way he looked at you, and I remember him saying, "Do all fathers think their daughters are so beautiful?"
He never said that to me. | μ κ·Έλ° λ§μ νλ κ±°μ?
μλ¦λ€μμ λ―Ώμ§ λ§λΌκ³ λ°°μ μ΄μ
νλ λ§λ κΈ°μ΅νλ€μ€ 'λͺ¨λ μλ²μ§λ€μ λΈμ΄ μλ¦λ΅λ€κ³ μκ°ν κΉ?'
μ νν
κ·Έλ° λ§μ νμ μ μμ΄μ |
Camelot.
Whoa! Hey. Good girl. Good girl.
Thank you!
Thank you. You saved me from a long ride.
God knows when she would've stopped.
Yeah. She's a fine animal. Fit for a queen, if she weren't so wild. | μΉ΄λ©λ‘―
κ·Έλ, κ±°κΈ° μ
κ³ λ§μ΅λλ€
λλΆμ κ³ μμ λ©΄νλ€μ
κ·Έλ₯ λμΌλ©΄ νμμ΄ κ°μ κ±°μμ
μλ¦λ΅κ΅°μ μλΉλκ» μ΄μΈλ¦¬μ£ κ±°μΉ κ±Έ μ’μνμ λ€λ©΄μ |
I'm Peter, king's stableman. Lancelot. Which king?
Which king?
The king. Arthur of Camelot.
This beauty's supposed to be a gift for his new bride. | μ νΌν°μμ, μμ λ§λΆμ£ λμ
λ‘―μ, μ΄λ μ?
μ΄λ μμ?
λ¬Όλ‘ μΉ΄λ©λ‘―μ μμμμ΄μμ£
μ΄ λ§μ μ μ λΆλ₯Ό μν μ λ¬Όμ
λλ€ |
After all these years, there's those that swore he would never marry, but I knew better.
He was just waiting for the right one.
Like we all do.
There'll be some feasting today, I can tell you. | λ§μ μ΄λ€μ μκ»μ νΌμΈνμ§ μμ κ±°λΌ νμ§λ§ μ μκ³ μμμ£
κ·Έ λΆμ μ§μ ν μΈμ°μ κΈ°λ€λ¦¬κ³ κ³μ
¨λ κ±°μμ
λꡬλ κ·Έλ μμμ
μΆμ κ° μ΄λ¦΄ κ²λλ€ |
Come along. The party's started.
Ready.
Come on. Beat the gauntlet and meet the king!
Which one of you out there has got the heart of a lion? | μ΄μ κ°μ£ νν°κ° μμλκ² μ΄μ
μ€λΉ!
μ΄ κ³³μ 무μ¬ν ν΅κ³Όνλ©΄ μμ λ§λ μ μμ΄μ
λκ° μ¬μμ²λΌ μ©λ§Ήνκ°μ? |
Come here, Robert. ...as if he's your brother.
Come along! Get up here, get padded up, and beat the gauntlet!
What about you boys out there? Yes! | μ΄λ¦¬ μ, λ‘λ²νΈ ν¨κ» μ μ λ§μκ² λ©λλ€
μ¬λ¬λΆ, λ¨λ¨ν μ±κ²¨ μ
κ³ λμ μ μνμΈμ
λΉμ λ€μ μ΄λμ? |
Give your support to this brave young man!
Beat the gauntlet and meet our lovely queen!
Will you give the victor a kiss, milady?
How's that, boys? | μ΄ μ©κ°ν μ μμ΄λ₯Ό μμν΄ μ£Όμμμ€
λμ μμ μ΄κΈ΄ μλ μλΉ ννλ₯Ό λ΅ μ μμ΄μ
μΉμμκ² ν€μ€ν΄μ£Όμκ² μ΅λκΉ?
μ΄λ»μ΅λκΉ, μ¬λ¬λΆ? |
Beat the gauntlet and you'll win a kiss from the Lady Guinevere!
Who will it be?
Not like that, idiot. No. Come and get padded up first.
Get down! You're mad! You'll kill yourself!
Look at that!
Go on! | μ΄κ³³μ 무μ¬ν ν΅κ³Όνλ©΄ κ³§ μλΉκ° λμ€ λΆμΈ
μ§μμλ λμ€μμ€
μ΄λ¦¬μμ μ§μ΄μΌ 맨 λͺΈμΌλ‘ κ°λ©΄ μ λΌ
λ―Έμ³€κ΅°, μ΄λ¦¬ λ΄λ €μ κ·Έλ¬λ€ μ£½λλ€κ³
μ κ² μ’ λ΄
κ³μν΄μ |
Yes!
Kiss! Kiss! Kiss! Kiss! Kiss! Kiss! Kiss! Kiss! Kiss! Kiss!
Extraordinary. Unbelievable. What's your name?
Lancelot.
Lancelot. We won't forget that name. | λλ¨ν΄!
ν€μ€, ν€μ€ ν€μ€, ν€μ€, ν€μ€ ν€μ€, ν€μ€, ν€μ€
λλ¨νκ΅°, λ―ΏκΈ°μ§ μμ μ΄λ¦μ΄ λκ°?
λμ
λ‘―μ
λλ€
λμ
λ‘―, μλ€ μ΄λ¦μ μμ§ μκ² λ€ |
Your prize.
Ask me.
No.
Never.
I dare not kiss so lovely a lady.
I only have one heart to lose.
Come.
Well done.
Had you ever run the gauntlet before? No. Never. | μ΄μ μμ λ°μμΌμ§
ν΄λ¬λΌκ³ ν΄μ
μ«μ΄μ
μ λ μ ν΄μ
μ΄λΆκ» ν€μ€ν μ μμ΅λλ€
μ¬μΈμκ² μ€ λ§μμ΄ νλλΏμ΄λΌμμ
μ΄λ¦¬ μ€κ²
μ λ§ νλ₯νλ€
μ μ λμ ν΄λ³Έ μ μλ? μμ΅λλ€ |
So how did you do it?
It's not hard to know where the danger is if you watch it coming.
Well, others have found it hard enough.
You're the first one to do it. | μ΄λ»κ² ν΄λΈ κ±°μ§?
μΈμ μνν μ§λ₯Ό μ μ μμΌλκΉμ
λ€λ₯Έ μ΄λ€μκ²λ νλ μΌμ΄μΌ
μ±κ³΅ν 건 μλ€κ° μ²μμ΄λ€ |
Perhaps fear made them go back when they should've gone forward.
And you felt no fear? No. I have nothing to lose, so what have I to fear?
No home? Family? No. | λλ €μμ΄ λ°λͺ©μ μ‘μμ κ²λλ€
μλ€λ λλ ΅μ§ μμκ°? μ κ² μμ κ² μμ΅λλ€
μ§μ΄λ κ°μ‘±λ? μμ£ |
Do you have a profession? I live by my sword.
Oh, you fight for pay. Yes.
Nobody paid you to run the gauntlet.
I knew I could do it, so I did it. | μ§μ
μ? κ²μΌλ‘ μ΄μκ°λλ€
λμ λ°κ³ μΈμ°λ κ²λ‘κ΅° κ·Έλ μ΅λλ€
μ΄λ² λμ μ λμ μν κ² μλμμλ
μ±κ³΅ν κ²μ μμκΈ°μ ν΄λ³Έ κ²λλ€ |
Well, Lancelot, you're an unusual man.
I don't believe I've ever seen such a display of courage, skill, nerve, grace and stupidity.
Come.
If you must die, die serving something greater than yourself. | μλ€λ νΉλ³ν μ¬λμ΄λ‘κ΅°
κ·Έλ° μ©κΈ°μ μ€λ ₯μ μ μ λ³Έ μ μ΄ μμ΄ λλ΄ν¨, νμμ μλν¨λ λ§μΌμΈ
λ λ°λΌμ€κ²
κΌ μ£½μ΄μΌ νλ€λ©΄ λͺ©μ¨λ³΄λ€λ μ€μν κ²μ μ¬κΈ°λ€ μ£½μ΄μΌμ§ |
Better still, live and serve.
The round table. Yes.
This is where the high council of Camelot meets.
No head. No foot. Everyone equal.
Even the king. | μ£½μ§ μκ³ μ΄μμ μ¬κΈ°λ©΄ λ μ’κ³
μνμ΄λ‘κ΅°μ κ·Έλ λ€
μΉ΄λ©λ‘―μ κΈ°μ¬λ¨μ΄ λͺ¨μ΄λ μ₯μμ§
κ·μ² ꡬλΆμ΄ μλ νλ±ν κ³³μ΄λΌλ€
λ¬Όλ‘ μλ ν¬ν¨μ΄μ§ |
Burn them all, and Camelot lives on, because it lives in us. It's a belief we hold in our hearts.
Well, no matter.
Stay in Camelot. I invite you. | μ λΆ λ€ νλ²λ €λ μΉ΄λ©λ‘―μ μμν κ±°μΌ μ°λ¦¬ λ§μμμ μ λ
μΌλ‘ μ‘΄μ¬νλκΉ
μ΄μ° λλ
μ¬κΈ° 머무λ₯΄μ§ μκ² λ? μ΄λνκ² λ€ |
Thank you, but I'll be on the road again soon.
Oh? What road?
Wherever chance takes me. I have no plans.
So you believe that what you do is a matter of chance?
Yes. | μ μμ κ°μ¬νμ§λ§ μ κ³§ λ λ κ²λλ€
μ΄λλ‘?
κ·Έλ₯ λ°κΈΈ λΏλ λ°λ‘μ κ³νμ μμ΅λλ€
λͺ¨λ μΌμ΄ μ°μ°μ΄λΌ μκ°νλκ΅°
λ€ |
Well, at the end of that hallway, there are two doors, one to the left and one to the right.
How will you decide which door to take?
Left or right, it makes no difference. It's all chance. | μ 볡λ λμ λ¬Έμ΄ 2κ° μλ€ μΌμͺ½μ νλ μ€λ₯Έμͺ½μ λ νλ
μ΄λ€ λ¬Έμ μ΄μ§ μ΄λ»κ² κ²°μ νμ§?
μ κ²λ λ€ λκ°μ΅λλ€ μ λΆ μ°μ°μ΄λκΉμ |
Then I hope chance leads you to the left, because it's the only way out.
Lancelot.
Just a thought.
A man who fears nothing is a man who loves nothing. | κ·Έλ λ€λ©΄ μλ€ λ°κΈΈμ΄ μΌμͺ½ λ¬Έμ λΏκΈΈ λ°λΌλ€ κ·Έκ² μ μΌν μΆκ΅¬κ±°λ
λμ
λ‘―
λ΄ μκ°μΈλ° λ§μΌμΈ
무μλ λλ ΅μ§ μλ€λ©΄ μ무λ μ¬λνμ§ μκ² μ§ |
And if you love nothing, what joy is there in your life?
I may be wrong.
Peter, show us how she goes.
She's yours.
She's beautiful.
Peter thinks she's not suitable for a lady.
She's just the horse I would've chosen for myself. | μ¬λνμ§ μλλ€λ©΄ μΈμμ μ¦κ±°μμ΄ μμ§ μμκ°
λ΄κ° νλ Έμ μλ μμ§λ§
νΌν°, 보μ¬μ£Όκ±°λΌ
κ·Έλμ λ§μ΄μ€
μλ¦λ΅λ€μ
νΌν°κ° μλ
μκ² λ무 κ±°μΉ κ±°λΌλλ°
μ κ² λ± λ§λ λ§μ΄μμ |
I know. How do you know?
You remember last spring at Leonesse when you joined your father and me on the hunt?
You were fearless.
Yes, well, he was always sparing with his praise. | μκ³ μμ μ΄λ»κ² μμμ£ ?
μ§λ λ΄ λ¦¬μ€λ€μ€μμ μλ²λκ³Όμ μ¬λ₯μ κ°μ΄ λμ€μ
¨μ§μ
κ·Έλλ λλ €μμ΄ μμμ§
νμ μΉμ°¬μ μΈμν μ¬λμ΄μ
¨μ§ |
Come.
Well, so much space we could almost be alone.
You have secrets to tell me? Nope.
No secrets. Just a question to ask.
Do you want to marry me? | μ΄λ¦¬ μ€μμ€
λ무 λμ΄μ λ¨λμ΄ μμ μλ μμ
λΉλ° μκΈ°λΌλ μμΌμΈμ? μλμ€
λΉλ°μ μλ€μ€ κ·Έλ₯ λ¬Όμ΄λ³΄κ³ μΆμ κ² μμ
λμ κ²°νΌνκ³ μΆμ? |
Milord?
You don't have to marry me because your father wanted it, or because your country needs it.
Camelot will protect Leonesse whether you marry me or not.
Thank you. | νν
κ·Έλ μλ²λμ΄ μνκΈ°μ λμ κ²°νΌν νμλ μμ μ‘°κ΅μ΄ κ³€κ²½μ μ²νμ΄λ λ§μ΄μ€
λμ κ²°νΌνμ§ μμλ 리μ€λ€μ€λ₯Ό μ§μΌμ€ κ²μ΄μ€
κ³ λ§μ΅λλ€ |
You don't know what it means to me to hear you say that.
So you want to be released from the engagement.
No. I want to marry you, not your crown or your army or your golden city. | κ·Έ λ§μμ΄ μ κ² μ΄λ€ μλ―ΈμΈμ§ ννκ»μ λͺ¨λ₯΄μ€ κ±°μμ
κ·Έλ λ€λ©΄ μ½νΌμ ννκ³ μΆμ?
μκ΄, κ΅°λλ μ°¬λν λμκ° μλλΌ |
Just you.
Just me? Yes. If you love me.
Do you remember this? Of course.
You hurt it on the thorn bush in the hunt. Hadn't thought it would leave such a scar.
Just a scratch. Yet it bled like a war wound.
I remember. | λΉμ κ³Όμ
κ·Έλ₯ λ λ§μ΄μ€? λ€, μ μ¬λνμ λ€λ©΄μ
μ΄κ±Έ κΈ°μ΅νμ€? λ¬Όλ‘ μ΄μ£
κ°μλ€λΆ λλ¬Έμ΄μμ£ νν°κ° λ¨μ μ€μ λͺ°λλλ°
κ·Έλ₯ κΈν κ±΄λ° νΌλ₯Ό μμ£Ό λ§μ΄ νλ Έμμ
κΈ°μ΅λμ |
You took my hand in yours and you wiped the blood away with the sleeve of your dress.
The sleeve still carries the stain.
I never thought until that moment how sweet it must be to be loved by one woman. | κ·Έλκ° λ΄ μμ κ°μ Έκ°μ μλ§€λ‘ νΌλ₯Ό λ¦μμ£Όμμ§
μμ§λ μλ§€μ νμκ΅μ΄ λ¨μμμ΄μ
μ¬μΈμκ² μ¬λλ°λ κ²μ΄ μΌλ§λ λ¬μ½€νμ§ |
And for the first time in my life,
I wanted...
What?
Oh, what all wise men say doesn't last.
What cannot be promised or made to linger any more than sunlight, but...
I don't want to die without having felt its warmth on my face.
Marry the king, Guinevere, but love the man.
I kiss the hurt that brought me your love. | λ΄ μμ μ²μμ΄μμ
κ·Έλ κ² μν μ μ΄...
λμ?
νμλ€μ΄ μ€λκ°μ§ μλλ€ λ§ν κ·Έκ²
νμ΄μ²λΌ μ€λ λ¨Έλ¬Όλλ‘ μ΅μ§λ‘ μ‘μλ μ μλ κ²
κ·Έλ° λ°μ€ν¨μ λκ»΄λ³΄μ§ λͺ»ν μ±λ‘λ
κ²°νΌμ μκ³Ό ν΄λ μ΄ λ¨μλ₯Ό μ¬λν΄μ£Όμμ€
λΉμ μ μ¬λμ μ ν΄μ€ κ·Έ μμ²μ ν€μ€ν©λλ€ |
Try her.
Shall I fetch her lady's saddle? No need.
She's a rare beauty, sire. Yes, she is.
So is the mare.
May God grant us the wisdom to discover the right, the will to choose it, and the strength to make it endure.
Amen. Amen.
My friends, as you all know, I am soon to be married.
And about time, too. Hear, hear. | ν보μμ€
μ¬μ±μ© μμ₯μ κ°μ Έμ¬κΉμ? νμ μμ΄μ
μΈμμ μλ μλ¦λ€μμ
λλ€ κ·Έλ μ§
λ§λ κ·Έλ κ³ μ
μ³μ κ²μ μκ³ μ νν μμ§μ κ·Έκ²μ μ§ν¬ νμ μ£Όμμ΅μμ
μλ© μλ©
λͺ¨λ μμλ€μνΌ λλ κ³§ κ²°νΌν κ²μ΄μ€
κ·Έλ΄ λκ° λμ΅λλ€ κ·Έλ μ΅λλ€ |
We've had our share of war. Now I look forward to quieter days.
But first, admit our guest.
Malagant.
May I congratulate the king on his forthcoming marriage?
I see my place hasn't been taken yet. | λ§μ μ μμ κ±°μ³€μ§λ§ μ΄μ ννλ‘μ΄ μλκ° μμ
νμ§λ§ λ¨Όμ ... μλμ μμΌλ‘ λͺ¨μ
λΌ
맬λ¬κ±΄νΈ
κ²°νΌμ μΆνλ립λλ€, νν
μ μλ¦¬κ° μμ§ λΉμ΄μκ΅°μ |
To think that I was once first among your knights.
You left this council of your own free will.
We each of us must follow our own road, milord, and mine had further to go. | νλλ μ΄ κΈ°μ¬λ¨μμ λ΄κ° μ΅κ³ μλ€λ
μ€μ€λ‘ μ΄ κΈ°μ¬λ¨μ λ λμ§ μμλ
κ°μμ κΈΈμ κ°μΌμ§μ μ μμ§ κ° κΈΈμ΄ λ©λλ€ |
And where does your road take you, Malagant? To Leonesse?
Leonesse is my neighbor.
And I've offered the lady a treaty of friendship.
I still await an answer. | μ΄λλ‘ κ° κ±΄κ°, 맬λ¬κ±΄νΈ? 리μ€λ€μ€λ‘ ν₯νλ?
리μ€λ€μ€λ μ΄μμ
λλ€
μμ£Όλκ» μ°νΈμ‘°μ½μ μ²νμ§μ
λλ΅μ κΈ°λ€λ¦¬κ³ μμ΅λλ€ |
You call burning villages an act of friendship?
Well, yes, milady. Since your honored father's death, your land has been more lawless by the day.
Were you, yourself, not attacked on the road here? | λ§μμ λΆνμ΄ κ²μ΄ μ°νΈμ μ
λκΉ?
λ¬Όλ‘ μ΄μ£ μλ²λμ΄ λμκ°μ ν κ·Έ λ
μ 무λ²μ²μ§μμ£
μ¬κΈ°λ‘ μ€λ μ€μλ 곡격λ°μ§ μμΌμ
¨λμ? |
You know who attacked me. I made it my business to know.
The bandits have been hunted down. Justice has been done.
What justice? You know no law higher than yourself!
""Armed forces to be given access to all Leonesse."
Do you want to sign this? I'll never sign it. | μ£Όλͺ¨μκ° λκ΅°μ§ μμμμμ λ¬Όλ‘ μμ보μμ§μ
λμ λ€μ μ‘μλ€μκ³ μ μλ μ€νλμ΅λλ€
λ¬΄μ¨ μ μ λ§μΈκ°μ? μ€μ€λ‘λ₯Ό λ² μμ λλ©΄μ
'무μ₯ λ³λ ₯μ 리μ€λ€μ€ μ μμ λλ©°'
μ΄ μ‘°μ½μ λ§Ίκ² μ? μ λ μ ν κ²λλ€ |
There's your answer. She says no.
She's very brave, now she's to be married.
So, is Leonesse to come under the protection of Camelot?
Is Leonesse in need of protection? | μ΄μ λλ΅μ λ€μκ΅°
νΌμΈμ μλκ³ μκ³ μ
리μ€λ€μ€λ μΉ΄λ©λ‘―μ 보νΈλ₯Ό λ°κ² λ 건κ°μ?
리μ€λ€μ€λ 보νΈκ° νμνλ€λ 건κ°? |
Come, Arthur.
I'm here to settle this business.
We both know Leonesse is too weak to stand alone.
Let's say half each.
The lesser gives way to the greater. | μ μ΄λ¬μλκΉ
μ΄ μΌμ λ§λ¬΄λ¦¬νλ €κ³ μμ΅λλ€
리μ€λ€μ€λ νμ΄ μλ¨ κ±Έ μμμ§ μμ΅λκΉ
λ°μΌλ‘ λλμ§μ
μ½μλ μΉλ³΅ν μλ°μ μμΌλκΉμ |
And what nation could be greater than Camelot?
The land of justice and the hope of mankind.
Come. Your hand on it. We'll all live together as friends. | μΉ΄λ©λ‘―μ κ°μ₯ μλν λλΌμ
λλ€
μ μμ μΈλ₯μ ν¬λ§μ λ΄μ κ³³μ΄μ§μ
ν¨κ»νμμ£ λͺ¨λ ννλ‘μμ§ κ²λλ€ |
You offer me what isn't yours to give.
You all know me.
You know I'm a man of my word.
Don't make an enemy of me.
I mean no harm to Camelot. | μλ€ κ²μ΄ μλ κ±Έ λ΄κ² μ£Όλ € νλκ΅°
λͺ¨λλ€ λλ₯Ό μκ³ μμλ
λ μ΄λ»κ²λ μ½μμ μ§ν€μ§
λ μ μΌλ‘ μΌμ§ λ§κ²
μΉ΄λ©λ‘―κ³Ό μΈμΈ μκ°μ μμ΄ |
You know the law we live by.
And where is it written, "Beyond Camelot live lesser people?
Other people live by other laws, Arthur.
Or is the law of Camelot to rule the entire world? | μλ€λ μ°λ¦¬μ λ²μ μ μμ§
κ·Έ μ΄λμλ μΉ΄λ©λ‘― λ°μ μ½μλ€μ΄ μ΄κ³ μμΌλ©°
μΈμμλ μ¬λ¬ κ°μ§ λ²μ΄ μμ£
μΉ΄λ©λ‘―μ λ²μ΄ μΈμμ λ²μ΄λ λ§μ
λκΉ? |
There are laws that enslave men and laws that set them free.
Your fine words are talking you out of peace and into war.
There's a peace that's only to be found on the other side of war. | μ¬λμ μ’
μμν€λ λ²λ μκ³ μμ λ₯Ό μ£Όλ λ²λ μμ§
ννμ λ°μΈμ ννλ₯Ό μννκ³ μ μμ μΌκΈ°νκ³ μμ΅λλ€
μ μμ κ±°μ³μΌλ§ μ»λ ννλ μλ€λ€ |
If that battle must come, I will fight it!
The great Arthur, and his great dream.
No dream lasts forever.
What is the status of the army?
Two battalions under arms. Two in reserve, sire. | κ·ΈλμΌλ§ νλ€λ©΄ λ μΈμΈ κ±°μΌ
μλν μμμκ³Ό κ·Έμ μλν κΏμ΄κ΅°μ
κΏμ κ²°μ½ μμν μ μμ΅λλ€
λ³λ ₯μ μ΄λ€κ°?
무μ₯ν λ λΆλμ μλΉκ΅° λ λΆλκ° μμ΅λλ€ |
I'll double the watch on all gates, sire.
Sire, I don't believe Malagant wants war with Camelot.
Arm the reserves. He wants war, Mador. And he thinks he can win.
He wants Leonesse as a buffer. | μ±λ¬Έ μλΉλ₯Ό λ λ°°λ‘ λλ¦¬κ² μ΅λλ€
맬λ¬κ±΄νΈκ° μ°λ¦¬μμ μ μμ μνμ§ μμ κ²λλ€
μλΉκ΅°μ 무μ₯μν€κ² κ·Έλ μ μμ μνκ³ μΉλ¦¬λ₯Ό μμ ν΄
리μ€λ€μ€λ μμμ λΆκ³Όν©λλ€ |
He wants Camelot. He always has.
How soon could he attack?
There's no army within five days' march of Camelot.
Well, so much for my quieter days.
Who approaches there? | 맬λ¬κ±΄νΈλ μΉ΄λ©λ‘―μ μν΄ λ κ·Έλ¬μ§
μΌλ§λ 빨리 곡격ν΄μ¬ κ² κ°λ?
λ·μμ μ¬μ κ° μμ΅λλ€
ννλ‘μ΄ μμ μ΄ λλλκ΅°
κ±°κΈ° λꡬλ? |
I come from Leonesse with a message for Lady Guinevere.
Enter.
Milady, it's Jacob. Jacob? Where?
Coming to the north gate. Leonesse.
Jacob? | 리μ€λ€μ€μμ κΈ°λ€λΉμ΄ λκ» μμμ μ νλ¬ μμ΅λλ€
λ€μ΄μ
μ μ΄μ½₯μ΄ μμ΄μ μ§κΈ μ΄λ μμ§?
λΆμͺ½ μ±λ¬Έμμ 리μ€λ€μ€...
μ μ΄μ½₯? |
Mind the step, milady. Jacob, what is it?
They've taken Lady Guinevere!
Taken? Taken where? What happened? A boat, sire. The north gate.
In which direction was she taken? Into the forests, sire. | κ³λ¨μ μ‘°μ¬νμΈμ μ μ΄μ½₯, λ¬΄μ¨ μΌμ΄μ£ ?
κΈ°λ€λΉμ΄ λμ λ©μΉνλ€!
λ©μΉλλ€κ³ ? μ΄λλ‘? μ΄λ»κ² λ μΌμ΄μΌ? λΆμͺ½ μ±λ¬Έμμ 보νΈλ‘...
μ΄λ μͺ½μΌλ‘ κ°μ§? μ²μΌλ‘ ν₯νμ΅λλ€ |
I have scouts out already, sire, and dogs.
Give me a battalion of guards. No.
Give me the men, sire, and I'll get her back. No. Exactly what he wants. | μμλμ κ°λ€μ 보λμ΅λλ€
μλΉλλ₯Ό λ΄μ΄μ£Όμμμ€ κ·Έλ΄ μ μμ΄
μ°Ύμμ λͺ¨μ
μ€κ² μ΅λλ€ μλ, κ·Έκ±Έ λ
Έλ¦¬λ κ±°μΌ |
Take one brigade now. Sire.
He'll not harm her, sire. She's too valuable.
He'll try to trade her to get what he wants.
That's what I'm afraid of, Agravaine. | ν μ¬λ¨μ λ°λ €κ°λλ‘ μ, νν
ν΄μΉμ§λ μμ κ²λλ€ κ·μ€ν μΈμ§μ΄λκΉμ
κ΅ν μꡬλ₯Ό ν΄μ¬ κ²λλ€
κ·Έκ² λλ €μ΄ κ±°μΌ |
I'd give my life for her, but what if he asks for more than I can give?
I think we can release the lady from her bonds...
If she so wishes.
What's this? | κ·Έλ
λΌλ©΄ λ΄ λͺ©μ¨λ μ€ μ μμ§λ§ λ΄κ° μ€ μ μλ κ±Έ μꡬνλ€λ©΄...
λ°§μ€μ νμ΄μ€λ λ κ² κ°μλ°
μνλ€λ©΄ λ§μ΄μΌ
μ΄κ±΄ λμ§? |
Your dress is torn. Ralf? Yes, my prince?
I gave orders that the lady was not to be harmed.
But, my prince, I didn't...
Your dress is quite spoiled, milady. | λλ μ€κ° μ°’μ΄μ‘κ΅°, λν μ, μμλ
λ΄κ° μ λͺ¨μλΌκ³ νμ§ μμλκ°?
νμ§λ§...
λλ μ€κ° λλ ΅νμ‘κ΅°μ |
You!
Almost a queen.
-Ralf. -My prince.
Did you do this?
Yes, my prince. You see?
This is what Arthur doesn't understand.
Men don't want brotherhood. | λΉμ μ
μλΉκ° λ λ»νμ΄
- λν? - μ, μμλ
λ€κ° ν μ§μ΄λ?
κ·Έλ μ΅λλ€ λ°λ‘ μ΄κ²μ΄μ§μ
μ΄κ² λ°λ‘ μμκ° μ΄ν΄ λͺ» νλ κ²λλ€
μ¬λλ€μ νμ μ λ₯Ό λ°λΌμ§ μμμ |
They want leadership.
Shall we?
They say this was once the greatest castle ever built.
Now grass grows in the halls where kings once feasted.
And peasants cart away the mighty walls stone by stone, to make shelters for their pigs. Ha! | μ§λμλ₯Ό μνμ£
κ°μ€κΉμ?
μ¬λλ€ λ§λ‘λ μ΄κ³³μ΄ μ΅κ³ μ μ±μ΄μλ€μ£
μμ΄ μ°νλ₯Ό λ²μλ κ³³μ μ΄μ νμ΄ λμλκ³
μμλλ€μ΄ μλνλ λ²½κ³Ό λμ μ£λ€ νμ³ κ°μ£ λΌμ§μ°λ¦¬λ₯Ό μ§μΌλ €κ³ μ |
Such is glory. What do you mean to do with me?
I mean to keep you here until Arthur becomes more reasonable.
He'll not trade Leonesse for my life. | λ²μμ μ΅νμ§ λ μ΄μ© μ
μ΄μ£ ?
μμκ° μ μ 차릴 λκΉμ§ μ¬κΈ° μ‘μλ μκ°μ΄μ€
λμ 리μ€λ€μ€λ₯Ό λ°κΎΈμ§ μμ κ±°μμ |
I'd rather die, and Arthur knows that.
Of course, self-sacrifice is very easy.
I'm sure you'll find Arthur will come round to the merits of compromise. | μ°¨λΌλ¦¬ μ£½μμ ννκ² μ΄μ μμλ κ·Έκ±Έ μκ³ μ
μμ μ ν¬μνλ 건 μ½μ£
μμλ λΆλͺ
μκ°μ λ°κΏ κ²λλ€ κ²°κ΅ νμμ νκ² μ£ |
This is what's called an oubliette.
That's French for "a place of forgetting."
Your quarters, milady.
No gates, no bars, no locks.
Just walls of air. | μ¬κΈ°κ° λ°λ‘ 'μ°λΈλ¦¬μ£'μ
λλ€
λΆμ΄λ‘ 'λ§κ°μ λ°©'μ΄λ λ»μ΄μ£
μ§λ΄μ€ κ³³μ
λλ€
λ¬Έλ, μ°½μ΄λ μλ¬Όμ λ μμ£
κ³΅κΈ°λ‘ λ λ²½λΏμ
λλ€ |
You can come out.
I'm unarmed, and I'm alone.
Who are you? A messenger from the king.
He came alone? Yes, my prince.
So, what is your message? | μ΄μ λμ
λ 무기λ μκ³ νΌμ μλ€
λ λꡬλ? μλͺ
μ μ λ¬νλ¬ μμ
νΌμ μλ? κ·Έλ μ΅λλ€
μ ν λ§μ΄ λμ§? |
I need to know the Lady Guinevere is unharmed first.
She's unharmed. I give you my word.
I need to see with my own eyes. My word isn't good enough for you? | κΈ°λ€λΉμ΄ λμ΄ λ¬΄μ¬νμ μ§ λ¨Όμ νμΈν΄μΌ ν©λλ€
무μ¬νλ€ λ΄ μ½μνμ§
μ§μ λ΄μΌ ν©λλ€ λ΄ λ§μ λͺ» λ―Ώκ² λ? |
I'm a common man, sir. I don't have much use for words.
He does have a message for me.
Take him down to the pit, then bring him back here.
Give me a chance to finish my food. | μ κ°μ νλ―Όμκ² μ½μμ μλ―Έκ° μμ΅λλ€
μ λ¬ν λ§μ΄ μλ κ² λΆλͺ
ν΄
κ°μ 보μ¬μ£Όκ³ λ€μ λ°λ €μ€κ±°λΌ
κ·Έλμ λ μμ¬λ₯Ό λ§μΉμ§ |
All right, you've seen her. Let's go. No.
You have orders to kill me before I've delivered my message?
All right. I'll drag you back.
Jump on! Jump! | μ΄μ λ΄€μΌλ λμκ°μ μλ
μλͺ
μ μ λ¬νκΈ° μ μ λ μ£½μ΄λΌκ³ λͺ
λ Ήλ°μλ?
μ’μ κ·ΈλΌ λκ³ κ°μ£Όμ§
λ°μ΄ μ¬λΌμ, μ΄μ! |
Come on! Jump! Jump!
If the water can get out, so can we. Come on.
No! Hold on!
Come on, men!
Shoot!
Why are we stopped?
I'm tired.
Never.
You battle in your dreams. | μ΄μ λ°μ΄μ!
λ¬Όμ λ°λΌκ°λ©΄ λκ° μ μμ κ²λλ€
κ½ μ‘μμ
μ«μλΌ! λλ§μΉλ€!
μ΄λΌ!
μ λ©μΆ κ±°μ£ ?
μ§μ³€μΌλκΉμ
κ·Έλ΄ λ¦¬κ°
κΏμμλ μΈμ°μμμ |
What are you doing?
You'll see.
Now drink.
Again.
Where did you learn to do that?
Well, I've lived most of my life out in the open.
Don't you have a home? | λ νλ κ±°μμ?
보면 μμμ
μ, λ§μ
μ
λ€μμ
μ΄λμ μ΄λ° κ±Έ λ°°μ μ£ ?
νμ λ λλ©° μ΄λ€ 보면 μκ² λΌμ
μ§μ μμ΄μ? |
Not for a long time.
That must be hard. Why? Why must it be?
I'm my own master. I go where I please.
I've nothing to lose.
Why build a house for the warlords to burn? | μ€λλμ£
νλ€κ² λ€μ μμ?
λͺ¨μ€ μ£Όκ΅°λ μκ³ λ΄ν€λ λ°λ‘ κ°λλ°
μμ κ²λ μμ£
μ΄μ°¨νΌ λΆνμμ§ μ§ λνλ¬ μ§κ² μ΄μ? |
Is that how it happened?
God save you from such a day.
How old were you?
No!
YOUNG Mother!
No.
Mother!
No.
It was long ago.
God save us all from such a day.
Didn't save me. | κ·Έλ κ² λ 건κ°μ?
λΉμ μκ² κ·Έλ° λ μ΄ μ€μ§ μκΈ°λ₯Ό
λͺ μ΄μ΄μλμ?
μ λΌ!
μλ§
μ λΌ
μλΉ
μ λΌ
μ€λμ μΌμ΄μμ
λͺ¨λμκ² κ·Έλ° λ μ΄ μκΈ°λ₯Ό
λ ꡬμλ°μ§ λͺ»νμ£ |
For what? It made you who you are.
A man who fears nothing and no one.
You can use that gift for some good purpose.
If not, you might as well have died in the church with the others. | λ μν΄μ? μ§κΈμ λΉμ μ΄ λλΌκ³ μ
κ·Έ 무μλ, λꡬλ λλ ΅μ§ μμ λΉμ
κ·Έ νκ³ λ μ¬λ₯μ μ’μ λ° μ°λΌκ³
κ·Έ κ΅νμμ μ΄μλ¨μ κ±°μμ |
You don't know how many times I've wished for that.
But you didn't die. You lived.
Tell me what to do, and I'll do it.
Your life is your own. I give it to you. | μ°¨λΌλ¦¬ κ·Έλ μ£½μμΌλ©΄ μ’μμ κ±°μ
νμ§λ§ μ£½μ§ μκ³ μ΄λ κ² μ΄μμμ£
λ΄κ° μ΄λ»κ² ν΄μΌ ν μ§ λ§ν΄μ€μ
λΉμ μ μΆμΈκ±Έμ λΉμ μκ² μ€κ²μ |
You forget I'm to be married.
If you were free to do as you pleased, would you marry Arthur?
I am free. As free as you are.
-Prove it. -How?
Do what you want to do, here, now.
Over to the side. | λ κ³§ κ²°νΌν΄μ
κ·Έλλ μμμ κ²°νΌνκ² μ΄μ?
λλ μμ λ‘μμ λΉμ κ³Ό λ§μ°¬κ°μ§μ£
- μ¦λͺ
ν΄λ΄μ - μ΄λ»κ²μ?
μ¬κΈ°μ, μ§κΈ
λ°λμͺ½μΌλ‘! |
Richard! Wait up!
There she is!
Oh, thank you, God.
Thank you.
Thank you.
You can go. I'm sure you have better things to do than dress me.
You have given me back my life itself. | λλ μ μ°Ύμλ΄!
μ κΈ° κ³μ λ€!
μ μ΄μμ¬, κ°μ¬ν©λλ€
κ³ λ§μ
κ³ λ§μμ
μ΄μ κ·Έλ§ κ°λ΄μ ν μΌλ λ§μ ν
λ°
μλ€λ λ΄ μΈμμ λμ°Ύμμ£Όμμ΄ |
The least I can do is give you back your shirt.
Milord. Tell me what you want and it's yours.
I did what any man would have done.
No, no, you risked your life for another.
There is no greater love. | μ·μ―€μ΄μΌ λλ €μ€ μ μμ§
νν λλ μνλ κ±Έ λ§ν΄λ³΄κ²
λ리λ₯Ό λ€νμ λΏμ
λλ€
λͺ©μ¨μ κ±Έμμλ
κ·Έλ³΄λ€ ν° μ¬λμ μμ§ |
You have deceived me.
But now I know the truth.
The truth is you care nothing for yourself.
Well, look at you. No wealth, no home, no gold.
Just the passionate spirit that drives you on. | μλ€λ λ μμμ§λ§
μ΄μ μ§μ€μ μμ
μμ μ μν΄μ μμ¬μ΄ μλ μ¬λμ΄κ΅°
λλ, μ§λ, λͺ©νλ μμΌλ λ§μ΄μΌ
κ·Έ λλ¨ν κΈ°λ°±μ΄ μλ€λ₯Ό μ΄κ² νμ§ |
You hold nothing back, give all of yourself.
If you knew me better, you wouldn't say such things.
Oh, come on. Hey, I take the good with the bad. Together. | λλ €μμ λͺ¨λ₯΄κ³ λͺ¨λ κ±Έ λ΄λμ§λκΉ
μ μ λͺ¨λ₯΄μ
μ νμλ λ§μμ
λλ€
μ₯μ μ΄ μμΌλ©΄ λ¨μ λ μκΈ° λ§λ ¨μ΄μ§ |
I can't love people in slices.
Now, no more protests.
Let me thank you in my own way.
They're welcoming you back.
We owe Lady Guinevere's life to one man.
Lancelot.
One seat stands empty.
You'd make him a knight, sire? | μ¬λμ μ‘°κ°λ΄μ μ’μν μ μμ§ μμκ°
λ μ΄μ μ¬μνμ§ λ§κ²
λ΄ μλλ‘ κ°μ¬λ₯Ό ννκ³ μΆμ΄
κ·Έλλ₯Ό νμνλ κ±°μ
κΈ°λ€λΉμ΄μ λͺ©μ¨μ ν λ¨μκ° κ΅¬νμ
λμ
λ‘―
ν μλ¦¬κ° λΉμκ΅°
κΈ°μ¬ μμλ₯Ό μμ¬νμ€ κ²λκΉ? |
What I offer is no life of privilege, but a life of service.
And if you want it, it's yours, with all my heart.
Sire, we don't know anything about him. | νΉκΆμ κ°μ§λ κ² μλλΌ νμ ν΄μΌ νλ μ리μ§
μλ€λ μνλ€λ©΄ λ°κ² λ΄ μ§μ¬μΌμΈ
μ 체λ λͺ¨λ₯΄μ§ μμ΅λκΉ? |
They say he fights for money. Sire, perhaps we should discuss this.
Enough!
What do you say? Will you join us?
Milord, if I may speak?
But he doesn't belong in Camelot. | λμ λ°κ³ μΈμ΄λ€λλ° λ¨Όμ λ
Όμλ₯Ό...
κ·Έλ§νλΌ
μ°λ¦¬μ ν¨κ» ν ν
κ°?
μ κ° ν λ§μ λλ €λ λ κΉμ?
νμ§λ§ μΉ΄λ©λ‘―μ μμ μ¬λμ μλλλ€ |
Lancelot's a man who... Who goes his way alone.
And in that freedom and solitude is his strength.
If you wish to honor him, as I do, from the bottom of my heart, then let's honor him as he is and not as we would make him. | λμ
λ‘―μ νλ‘ λ λμλ€λλ©΄μ
μμ μ κ³ λ
μμμ κ°ν μ¬λμ΄μμ
μ μ²λΌ μ§μ μΌλ‘ κ³ λ§μμ ννκ³ μΆμΌμλ€λ©΄ μ¬λμ λ°κΎΈλ € νμ§ λ§μμ£ΌμΈμ |
Let him go, alone and free, and with our love.
Well... Lancelot?
Lady Guinevere understands me well.
But here, among you,
I have found something that I want more than freedom. | μ°λ¦¬μ μ¬λκ³Ό ν¨κ» 보λ΄μ€¬μΌλ©΄ ν©λλ€
μ΄μ©κ² λ, λμ
λ‘―?
μ λ₯Ό μ μ΄ν΄νμ
¨κ΅°μ
νμ§λ§ μ΄κ³³μ μ€λ...
μμ λ³΄λ€ λ μνλ κ² μκ²Όμ΅λλ€ |
I no longer know what life I am to live, only that it would break my heart to leave you.
Oh, bravo. Then you'll join us.
This is only the beginning, hmm? | μ΄μ μ΄λ»κ² μ΄μμΌ ν μ§λ λͺ¨λ₯΄κ² κ³ ννλ₯Ό λ λλ©΄ λ§μμ΄ λ¬΄λμ§ κ²λλ€
μλκ΅° κ·ΈλΌ ν¨κ»ν ν
κ°?
μ΄μ λΆν° μμμ΄μΌ |
Go pass this night in prayer, for tomorrow at sunrise, you'll be born again into a new life.
Why?
You know why.
Please leave Camelot. I want to be wherever you are.
You must not say such things to me. | λ΄μΌ μμΉ¨μλ μλ‘ νμ΄λλ κ±ΈμΈ μλ‘μ΄ μΆμΌλ‘
μ΄μ§Έμμ£ ?
μ΄μ λ μμμμ
μ λ° μΉ΄λ©λ‘―μ λ λμΈμ κ·Έλ κ³μ μκ³ μΆμ
κ·Έλ° λ§μ νλ©΄ μ λΌμ |
I will leave Camelot now if you come with me. No!
Then tell me you don't love me.
I don't love you.
Arise, Sir Lancelot.
Brother to brother, yours in life and death. | μ§κΈ μ¦μ μΉ΄λ©λ‘―μ λ λκ² μ λΉμ μ΄ κ°μ΄ κ°λ€λ©΄ κ·Έλ΄ μ μμ΄μ
κ·ΈλΌ λ μ¬λνμ§ μλλ€κ³ λ§ν΄μ
λΉμ μ μ¬λνμ§ μμμ
μΌμ΄μλΌ, λμ
λ‘― κ²½
μμν νμ λ‘μ ν¨κ»ν κ²μ΄λ€ |
Brother to brother, yours in life and death.
Brother to brother...
Yours in life and death.
Brother to brother, yours in life... Brother to brother, yours in life and death. | μμν νμ λ‘μ ν¨κ»ν κ²μ
λλ€
μμν νμ λ‘μ...
ν¨κ»ν κ²μ
λλ€ ν¨κ»ν κ²μ
λλ€
μμν νμ λ‘μ... μμν νμ λ‘μ ν¨κ»ν κ²μ
λλ€ |
Brother to brother, yours in life and death.
In nomine Patris, et fili, et Spiritus Sanctus.
I swear to love and serve Guinevere, my true and rightful queen, and to protect her honor as my own. | μμν νμ λ‘μ ν¨κ»ν κ²μ
λλ€
μ±λΆμ μ±μμ μ±λ Ήμ μ΄λ¦μΌλ‘
μ°λ¦¬μ μ§μ€λ μλΉμ΄μ κΈ°λ€λΉμ΄ μλΉ ννκ» μΆ©μ±μ λ°μΉ κ²μ λ§ΉμΈν©λλ€ |
Jacob!
Forgive me, milady, but Malagant has taken Leonesse.
Halt!
Leonesse.
The gates are open.
Make camp for the night. Where, sire?
There.
It's too exposed, sire. We could never possibly defend... | μ μ΄μ½₯
μ©μνμμμ€, 맬λ¬κ±΄νΈκ° 리μ€λ€μ€λ₯Ό 곡격νμ΅λλ€
λ©μΆ°λΌ!
리μ€λ€μ€
μ±λ¬Έμ΄ μ΄λ €μκ΅°
μ€λ λ°€μ μ¬κΈ°μ λ¨Έλ¬Έλ€ μ΄λμμ, νν?
μ κΈ°
λ무 λ
ΈμΆλμ΄μμ΄ κ³΅κ²©λ°κΈ° μ½μ΅λλ€ |
Sire.
Straw!
They're not here.
There's no one here!
Draw!
Loose!
Charge!
Attack! Attack!
Archers in position, sire. Hold position. | μκ² μ΅λλ€
λ°μ§μ΄μΌ
κ΅°λλ μ¬κΈ° μλ€
μ무λ μμ΄
μ€λΉ!
λ°μ¬!
곡격!
곡격μ΄λ€!
κΆμλ€μ΄ μ€λΉλμ΅λλ€ κΈ°λ€λ €λΌ |
Their left wing's falling back, sire.
Second battalion into the left flank. Attack!
Is our center holding? Yes, sire.
Guards, charge!
They're breaking, sire. Do not give chase. Hold your ranks. | μ’μΈ‘ κ΅°λκ° νν΄ μ€μ
λλ€
λ λ²μ§Έ λΆλλ₯Ό λ³΄λ΄ μΌμͺ½μ μ³λΌ
μ°λ¦¬ μ€μμ λ²ν
Όλ? κ·Έλ μ΅λλ€
곡격νλΌ!
μ λ€μ΄ 무λμ§κ³ μμ΅λλ€ λ€μ«μ§ λ§κ³ λκΈ°νλΌ |
First battalion regrouped, sire.
Sound the advance.
They're running, sire. Do we follow?
No, no. Let them go.
On to Leonesse!
Well done. | 첫 λ²μ§Έ λΆλλ₯Ό μ¬μ λΉνμ΅λλ€
μ§κ²©μ μλ €λΌ
λλ§μΉκ³ μμ΅λλ€ λ€μ«μκΉμ?
μλ, λ΄λ²λ €λ¬λΌ
리μ€λ€μ€λ‘ κ°μ!
νλ₯νμ΄ |
Your sword, Sir Lancelot.
No!
No!
Come out! Come on!
God be praised! They're alive!
We're the knights of Camelot. You're safe. Don't be afraid. | μλ€ κ² μ¬κΈ° μλ€ 'λμ
λ‘― κ²½'
μ λΌ!
μ λΌ!
μ΄λ¦¬ λμ€μμ€ μ΄μ
μ΄μμμ΄ λ€νμ΄κ΅° λΆμΆν΄λλ¦¬κ² μ
μ΄μ μμ νλ κ±±μ λ§μ |
Come along, Miss. Take my arm. I love thee, Lady Guinevere!
Yes, we're glad you're safe. Thank you, your majesty.
Food and water for you all.
There's a step, milord. Be careful.
Yes, child, all the bad men have gone now. Take my arm, father. Oh, there she is. | μ νμ μ‘μΌμΈμ μ¬λν©λλ€, μκ°μ¨
무μ¬ν΄μ λ€νμ΄κ΅¬λ κ°μ¬ν©λλ€, νν
λͺ¨λ μμκ³Ό λ¬Όμ λμμ€
κ³λ¨μ μ‘°μ¬νμμ€
κΌ¬λ§μΌ, λμ μμ μ¨λ€μ μ΄μ μ¬κΈ° μλ¨λ€ |
God bless you, sir. God bless you.
I'm so old now. Yes, we have water.
Can I go home now?
Can I go home now?
Yes.
Yes, you can go home now. | μ μ μΆλ³΅μ΄ μκΈ°λ₯Ό
μ΄ λμμ΄λ... λ¬Όμ΄ μμ΄μ
μ΄μ μ§μ κ°λ λΌμ?
μ§μ λμκ°λ λλμ?
λ¬Όλ‘ μ΄μ§
μ§μ κ°λ λλ¨λ€ |
I can't wait to see the falls. Go with your mother. Bless you, milady. Bless you.
Elise.
I've come to say good-bye and wish you well.
It's been a long night. You've not slept. | λ€ μλ§μκ² κ°λ΄ κ°μ¬ν©λλ€, μκ°μ¨
μ리μ€
μ μ§λ΄μκΈΈ λ°λΌμ
κΈ΄ λ°€μ΄μμ£ λͺ» 주무μ
¨μμμ |
Where will you go?
Don't know. Wherever the road leads.
And when shall we expect to see you again?
I don't think I'll be coming back.
Never? | μ΄λλ‘ κ°μ€ 건κ°μ?
λͺ¨λ₯΄κ² μ΅λλ€ λ°κΈΈ λΏλ λ°λ‘ κ°μΌμ£
μΈμ λ€μ λ³Ό μ μμκΉμ?
λ€μ λμμ€μ§ μμ κ±° κ°λ€μ
λ€μλ? |
Never.
See, I know what I must do now.
I never believed in anything before.
But I do believe in Camelot.
I will serve it best by leaving.
Tell the king that I will always remember that he saw the best in me. | μ λλ‘
λ΄κ° λ ν΄μΌ ν μ§ μμμ΄μ
μ μλ μ무κ²λ λ―Ώμ§ μμμ£
νμ§λ§ μ΄μ μΉ΄λ©λ‘―μ λ―Ώμ΄μ
μΉ΄λ©λ‘―μ μν΄ λ λλ κ±°μ
λ μ’μ μ λ§ λ΄μ£Όμ
μ κ°μ¬νλ€κ³ ννκ» μ ν΄μ£ΌμΈμ |
And what shall I tell myself?
That there was once a man who loved you too much to change you.
I'll not forget him.
I sheltered under a tree with him once. | λ΄κ²λ λλΌκ³ μ νμ£ ?
λΉμ μ λ무λλ μ¬λν΄μ λ°κΎΈμ§ λͺ»ν λ¨μκ° μμλ€κ³
μ λ μμ§ μμ κ±°μμ
κ·Έ λ¨μμ λ무 μλμ λͺΈμ μ¨κ²Όμμ£ |
In the rain.
Lancelot.
My queen.
I owe you a kiss.
I'm asking you.
Why?
Why?
Why?
The king asks for you, milady.
I ask you not to lie to me, even if you think you'll hurt me.
Have you given yourself to him? | λΉλ₯Ό νΌνλλΌμ
λμ
λ‘―
μλΉ νν
μμ§ ν€μ€λ₯Ό λͺ» ν΄λλ Έλ€μ
ν€μ€ν΄λ¬λΌλ κ±°μμ
μμ§?
μ!
λλ체 μ!
ννκ»μ μ°ΎμΌμλλ€
μ§μ€μ΄ λ μνκ² ν μ§μΈμ κ±°μ§μ λ§νμ§ λ§μμ€
κ·Έμ μ¬λμ λλμμ? |
Do you love him?
Yes.
How did I fail you?
You've never failed me, milord.
I saw your face as you kissed him.
Love has many faces.
I may look on you differently, but not with less love. | κ·Έλ₯Ό μ¬λνμ€?
λ€
λ΄κ° λΆμ‘±νλ κ±°μ?
ννμ μλͺ»μ΄ μλλλ€
λμ
λ‘―μκ² ν€μ€νλ λΉμ μ μΌκ΅΄μ λ΄€μ
μ¬λμλ μ¬λ¬ μΌκ΅΄μ΄ μμ§μ
ννλ₯Ό λ€λ₯΄κ² λ³Έλ€ ν΄λ λ μ¬λνλ 건 μλλλ€ |
When a woman loves two men, she must choose between them.
I choose you.
Your will chooses me.
Your heart chooses him.
Then you have the best of it. My will is stronger than my heart. | ν μ¬μΈμ΄ λ λ¨μλ₯Ό μ¬λνλ©΄ μ νμ ν΄μΌ νμ€
ννλ₯Ό μ νν©λλ€
λ¨Έλ¦¬λ‘ λ μ νν κ²μΌ ν
μ§
λ§μμ κ·Έλ₯Ό ν₯νμΌλκΉ
μ μμ§λ λ§μλ³΄λ€ κ°ν©λλ€ |
Subsets and Splits
No community queries yet
The top public SQL queries from the community will appear here once available.