All language subtitles for Secret of Jules Verne s01e03 Rockets of the Dead

Good evening, Lord Pontrefer.

Oi! Who are you?

Get off!

Get off of the raw fire!

Oh, my

God.

Well, here we are.

Pastor, will you go and put the
champagne on ice, please?

I will freeze it solid, Master. Thank
you.

And you can take that smirk off your
face, Verne. It's not a real first

It's just a put -up job to trap the
fellow Rimini by offering up Rebecca.

I don't care who's behind it, Pog. I'm
opening a play in the western of London,

and that's all that matters.

I should think so.

Any play put on by the Rimini Theatre
commands the attention of the world.

Particularly the attention of Rimini.

The Duke is one of Europe's greatest
impresarios.

He's never missed an opening night at a
single one of his theatres.

He has more.

There's a Rimini theater in every
capital in Europe.

You're great.

Welcome.

Welcome.

Your box is waiting.

I hope you approve of the placement of
your box.

A moment.

Will you excuse me a minute, Vern?

I, uh, do hope you're not planning to
interfere in this evening's event.

Well, with luck, Chatsworth, your usual
incompetence won't make it necessary.

Yes, well, we can't all be brilliant
dilettantes.

Some of us devote our lives to this. Oh,
how noble.

Especially for the man who's using a
woman as human bait.

Your cousin agreed to this appointment
willingly, Fogg.

One might say eagerly.

I understand the Duke has quite a
reputation for ladies.

Come in.

Come in.

I don't like this, Rebecca.

Not at all.

Oh, dear.

What don't you like?

My being on stage or my acting as bait
for Rimini?

Now, we know nothing about the fellow.

Well, we know that he is an immensely
rich theatre impresario. We know that he

is an arms dealer.

What we don't know is what he's doing in
Eastern Europe. Ah, Eastern Europe.

A single flame in that part of the world
can ignite the whole continent.

There could be tens of thousands of
lives at stake.

Starting with yours.

Oh, for heaven's sake, Phileas, I'm an
agent.

Risk is part of the package, as you well
know.

Look, even if he does take the bait, all
he'll do is take me to some highly

respectable restaurant.

There is nothing to worry about.

Now, hand me my helmet.

It's charming.

You go and take your feet, and if I hear
you laughing, I'll shoot you.

See, before you were a woman, and you
ask how I dare call myself a soldier.

And you're right to question me.

For mine is not the light that guides
you through this darkness.

I am the candle, not the flame.

But I know men are from.

Just as I know you are proud and true.

That the light of truth and justice
burns through me.

And it will light our way to freedom.

A tribute to beauty and to passion.

Angela Rimini at your service. And after
your incontestant performance tonight,

at your feet.

Lilies.

How charming.

Compared to your beauty, Miss Fogg, they
are as dust to jewels.

Oh, you have a very pleasing way with
words, Your Grace.

Then please allow me to tell you at
length how much I loved your

I have booked a table at the Café Royal.

Shall we go right away?

To wait any longer would be an eternity.

An eternity?

Your Grace, that is a very long time.

Yes.

But with you, Miss Fogg, it would seem a
mere moment.

Shall we go?

Watch your step, my dear. It is a
treacherous night.

When I heard you speak tonight as Joan
of Arc, Miss

Fogg, I... I found it easy to imagine
you,

Rebecca, at the head of a real army
leading your troops to victory.

I'm very flattered.

I believe you have the soul of a warrior
queen.

This isn't the way to the Café Royal.

No.

We are not going to the Café Royal.

We are going somewhere more worthy of
you.

I have searched far and wide for you,
Rebecca.

A woman fit to rule at my side.

Oh, but I'm really an actress, Your
Grace.

I know exactly who you are.

The most daring and brilliant agent in
the British Secret

Service.

And to my mind, the most desirable woman
alive.

Well, it's an interesting theory.

I have been aware of you for such a very
long time.

Got you out of the way. Let me pass up.

Where is she? Good evening, Paul. I was
expecting you.

I'll take care of this.

Where is he taking you?

Answer me.

Oh, hats off to me. Then just tell me
where the hell she is, Chatsworth.

Remini Book Passage to Estonia.

Estonia? It's the nearest port to
Gradawith, his ancestral seat.

And what is your interest in him? We
think he has something to do with the

of Lord Pontefract.

You're all of us, man.

Yes.

I was robbed of the formula for the most
powerful and least stable explosive

ever developed.

and which Rimini can sell to the highest
bidder.

We have word he's developing some kind
of armed rocket. The explosive is so

volatile, our own munitions department
won't use it.

The consequences could be disastrous.

Does Rebecca know that Rimini might be
responsible for Pontefract's murder?

She didn't need to know.

Would you like my opinion of sending her
on a mission without fully briefing

her?

Not particularly.

Nevertheless, let me express it to you.

That had to hurt.

Ah.

According to the map, that's Grandowitz
Castle.

Doesn't look like no one's lived in it
for centuries.

Passepartout!

Passepartout, take the wheel, would you?
And can you set us down by that meadow

there? It's well out of sight.

Gentlemen, how may I serve you?

Now, good evening, landlord.

May we have a jug of wine, please? Some
bread and cheese and custard. Would you

like some fruit?

Yes, present fruit.

Fruit? Yes.

We have fruit. This is a very fruitful
region.

Are you coming from far, sir?

Yes, from London.

We're visiting Duke Rimini. Ah, indeed.

Well, are you friends of his, sir?

Uh, yes.

Yes, he told us to look him up if we're
ever in the vicinity.

But we're not exactly sure of his
address.

Ah, well, perhaps you could point it
out. Oh, yes.

I'd be happy to.

Drawn into heaven?

Yes, indeed.

According to him, Duke Remini built a
hunting lodge in the middle of the Black

Sea. What's the two you're on?

It's not that. It's a method.

No,

no, no.

Nobody?

Ah.

Well, I, um, think we should be going.

There is no other accommodation, sir.

Stay here. Let me show you a room
upstairs.

Well, that's awfully kind of you, but we
were thinking of taking a moonlight

stroll. I would not advise that, sir.
There's very unwholesome creatures

prowling through the valley at night,
sir.

Wolves and such, you understand.

Let me show you some nice, comfortable
rooms.

Excellent. Have sleep would be best.
Yes, wonderful.

Up there to the right. The room is
already prepared for you. Take the

the table there, and I will be up
directly to take good care of you.

Thank you very much. Good night. Good
night, everyone.

Good night, everyone. And God bless.

Good night.

Very good night.

They are better, Pastor.

All of them.

And they will come at night to suck our
blood.

Give me a hand.

Look at the ruin.

Come in your life.

That's where he's taking Rebecca, I know
it.

My good sir, I have brought you some hot
water bottles.

Um. No, thank you, landlord. We're very,
um, we're very, we're very, very

comfortable.

Keep your feet in the water.

Lovely hot water bottle.

That's awfully good of you. Um, feet
like toes. Very sleepy. Sleep in the

morning. It's the traditional, sir. I
wouldn't be able to sleep not knowing

had some nice hot water bottle.

Follow me, Vern.

I'm done. Look down.

Oh, Angela.

It's beautiful.

It is nothing compared to the jewels I
will shower you with when you are queen

of the world.

Queen of the world.

Well,

it does have a certain ring to it.

But have you truly the means to make the
words reality?

Yes, my dear.

Truly, I do.

Really, Ainsley?

How?

You have the most intoxicating eyes.

Just one shot.

Can I have this wine?

Excuse me.

Damn it. A message from the inn, your
grace.

Three strangers have been asking for
you.

The landlord let them get away.

Turn out the guard and search the
village.

A double security here at the castle.

sunrise. We're no use to her if we're
dead. Dead for her.

We could cut to death for all we had to
worry about.

You come on.

What do you think?

The British secret service on your
trail?

Almost certainly.

But I don't think we have to worry.

Secret service is no match for the Duke
of Carpathia.

Shall we continue this conversation
while I show you the castle?

Really? I'd like that.

There is no need to rush things between
us.

For I will now explain to you the true
meaning of eternity.

There is nothing to fear, my little
friend. And everything to look forward

Stop! Or I'll... I'll make a cross at
you.

Well, that is an old wives' tale, huh?

But I have garlic.

For me?

Thank you.

You see, my little friend, you should
not judge a way of life until you have

least tried it.

Come,

my friend, a feet.

So,

let us see how.

Fast it goes.

little vampires.

Time to sleep.

So it's true.

They do vanish when the sun rises.

The Rebecca's should be condemned to a
living death.

You don't know that? How did Pasquatu
say you killed them?

Stake. To the heart where they lie in
their coffins. I know what I have to do.

You could never hurt Rebecca.

That isn't Rebecca, Vern. Yes, it is
Rebecca!

Some vile parasite has commandeered her
body.

I can only free her by killing it.

Oh, my God.

I'm dead.

Not entirely, Phileo.

I say, you took your time getting here.

Yeah.

And, um, what were you thinking of doing
with that?

This? Just a precaution.

You know, if I were a vampire, I
wouldn't do the least bit of good.

It has to be a wooden stake.

He hasn't.

You're not. I am.

Unbitten.

See?

Oh, God.

Thank God.

No, he wants me to give myself to him of
my own free will.

He's a beast. He's a very attractive
man. He's not a man. He's a monster.

Pretty sure they sleep during the day,
but I wouldn't want to underestimate

them. Go back to Aurora.

Not until I find out what he's up to.

That would be ridiculous, Rebecca.

What do you think?

Phyllis, I've been entrusted with a
mission, and I'm not leaving till I've

it.

Now, you can either stay here and help
me, or you can let me finish it on my

own.

Fuck.

I know you're here somewhere.

Ma!

I'm coming, Master.

I'm coming.

Must be somewhere.

Even vampires need a place to sleep.

Well, unfortunately, by the time we find
them, they'll all be wide awake.

There has to be a hidden door.

The first time I was here, one of them
walked straight through this wall.

You know, not only is this chap a
vampire, he's a raging egomaniac.

Well it sounds hollow.

What? Some sort of ultrasonic signaling
device.

It's a timer switch here.

Why? What's his plan?

Oh, it's very simple, really.

He wants to convert the world to
vampirism.

What?

Well, Angelo thinks that vampires have
been very badly treated in our society.

Discrimination, oppression, that sort of
thing.

Not to mention our tendency to schedule
things in daylight hours.

So he wants to put a stop to all that by
taking a scientific approach to blood

sucking.

And I intend to find out how... Oh.

of grace.

What kind of perverted science is this?

Rockets.

It's filled with some kind of explosive
mixture.

Doubtless, the explosive formula for
which Lord Pontefract was murdered.

Guess who's that?

It's very volatile.

The formula was far from complete.

Well, that's how he's going to do it.

He has a whole army of the damn thing.

Do you like my little scheme?

Yes.

I think you're a genius.

Oh, Rebecca.

Yours is the great soul, my love.

We should go somewhere a little more
private.

I feel a little overlooked.

Contrary to popular opinion, vampires do
not turn into bats and fly.

We do little things that make

a difference.

In fact, our lack of mobility is
precisely

what has kept us back all these years.

A man can only walk so far in one night.

But with the improved rocket formula,
your vampires will be able to fly all

over the world.

And when they reach the target.

No one can stop them.

They are, after all, already dead.

And the bus homing devices to guide them
to their destinations.

Exactly, my dear.

There is one established already in each
of my theaters, which means in every

capital in Europe.

You're going to attack them all?

They begin at midnight.

With my own capital. here in Carpathia.

But the time has now arisen.

The entire nation will be under my
control.

And my army will have increased tenfold.

Brilliant.

And you, my love, will you

rule it?

Give me your answer in the carriage on
the way to the capital, where I will set

you on the first of many throats.

Where is Castle?

Where is Castle?

Thirty minutes that should reflect them
from where they're going In

the

carriage to the entrance

There's no way we can take them off.
Listen to me, Fern.

We have to do something.

If we don't get her out of that
carriage, she is going to die.

Fuck, fuck, fuck, the Aurora!

rockets work.

I believe you put your ankle electrodes
together.

Shall we?

Where is Castle?

I think it is that way.

Keeping back!

One little bite and you live forever.

Think of it for all eternity.

Wine, women, and blood.

On that, my friend.

What? Thank you, fam.

Go and find something long, wooden, and
pointed, would you?

Passport 2.

Would you be so kind as to open the
doors?

Our grotesquely enameled brethren.

On leaving.

My love, it is time for your decision.

Follow the road, Potspot 2.

They can't be that far ahead.

And for God's sake, I...

Angela. Rebecca, you can stay.

Yes, I do.

Stop the carriage!

I never had a chance to tell you,
Rebecca, what a wonderful performance

in my play.

And afterwards, one.

Might Thomas think you'd have developed
feelings for this vampire?

Like what?

If one didn't know you better.

Perhaps some roles are easier to play
than others.

Paz Patil?

Yes.

Will you set a course for home?

With the greatest of blood.