All language subtitles for secret_of_jules_verne_s01e02_queen_victoria_and_the_giant_mole

Good night.

Good night, my dear.

Business calls, duty calls. Till next
time, good night.

What do you want? Do you want money?

Mais non, sir Archibald. What we want
are the security arrangements for the

forthcoming visit of a Britannic Majesty
Queen Victoria.

Allow me.

Now, perhaps.

Someday, it might be valuable.

Never. That fellow hasn't had a play
that's lasted more than two nights.

The tragedy of Louis XV lasted three.

Yeah, but nobody came to her night.

Not a soul.

Throw it away, monsieur, I promise you.
That man is destined for total

obscurity.

The public are pigs, George. Always
remember that.

We artists create the pearls.

And the public temples on them is the
way of the world.

Am I really giving them pearl feelings?

Oh, yes, you are. Of course.

Otherwise, why would they temple them?

Come in.

Bring us a jug of your cheapest wine.

But have you got the money to pay for
it, Nadar?

Oh, what a question.

Of course.

I have nine sous, and the price is
twelve.

Fourteen. Doubting Thomas, bring us a
loaf of your stale bread, too.

One day, then, we will laugh at our
early struggles.

Truth is, Felix, I may have made a
terrible mistake.

I may not be a writer, though.

You know what separates the successful
artist from the failure?

Believing himself.

What about talent?

Talent? Talent for what, Steve? Talent
for getting the most out of life,

Bridget. That's what really counts.

Good talent.

Yeah, whatever.

One day.

Talent or no talent, I'm going to earn
enough to afford a decent glass of wine.

With my friends in the cafes, I could
convince myself that I was on the road

success.

But up in my garret, cold, alone, and
hungry,

it was harder.

Thank you.

Anybody there?

Who

are

you?

How did you get up here?

I want to know, Mr. Verne, why you
intend to kill the Queen of England.

What on earth makes you think that I
would want to kill the Queen of England?

The fact that you have designed a
machine whose sole purpose is to

her. What machine?

This machine.

Do you deny you threw it?

I'm throwing things like that all the
time.

It's a doodle!

You wouldn't say that if you saw the
remains of the poor devil gutted last

night. No.

Yes. So why?

And who are your accomplices?

this but look around you do i have the
money to build this i'm a writer

i'm not a man of action

Thank you.

What are you going to do to me?

Giving you the steaming cup.

The steaming cup?

Of tea.

You taking sugar?

What?

The folly of Mr.

Ballet.

He speaks 14 languages, all of them
badly.

Forget the tea.

Passport 2, put that thing away and then
take the wig.

What are you doing with my papers?

You have a deranged mind, Mr. Verne.

Seriously deranged mind.

Is that why you joined a conspiracy to
assassinate one of the crowned heads of

Europe?

I told you.

I'm innocent.

Innocent?

I'm not sure I've ever met an innocent
man in my entire life.

Why don't you just cancel the Queen's
visit?

Because the Majesty believes the peace
of Europe depends on it.

Then change the meeting place.

Our envoy.

was carrying a list of alternative
venues when he was killed.

Start talking, Mr. Byrne.

I didn't build the mall, but I think I
know how it operates.

Sonic vibration.

Go on.

The mall would use vibrating bell cones
with variable frequencies to cope with

the different rock and soil types.

Scientific gobbledygook.

I want names.

I want addresses.

I want rendezvous.

Mechanical detail do not interest me.

They should. They may just save Creep
Victoria's life.

Because? Because you can detect sonic
vibration.

He is right, Master.

I need to do you a drawing.

This drawing had better be very, very
good.

Embassy inside, Master.

Are we barking in the ground?

Yes.

This is the trembler.

It vibrates at the right frequency.

It files to your brain, releasing a
mixture of sulfuric acid and...

Sulfur?

Sulfuric acid?

We're just setting fire to a fuse.

which in turn lights a rocket or a flare
of some kind to let you know that the

mole is nearby.

How are you getting such a thing deep
enough into the ground?

This is the sewers.

You could attach a sewers to them.

Sewers?

Sewers?

Sewers is brilliant.

And I always want to explore the sewers
of Paris, like the home park of Notre

Dame. That was the bell towers, you
idiot.

Oh. It's just a pipe dream.

There's no way you'd be able to produce
enough leaves in time for Queen

Victoria's visit.

Passport, sir.

Yes?

What do you think?

Hmm?

Huh? Yes.

It's brilliant.

Really?

It's brilliant. Do you think that one of
these detectors could actually be

built?

These? In a flash.

I think your plan is coming from a very
interesting mind.

I invent things for Mr. Fogg.

But never like this.

You're not of L .A.? Oh, yes, I am.

But I had many others career.

Waves.

Like the sea.

It's just dust from Passepartout showing
the metal pipes.

Waves.

It's fine. Just run.

Can you imagine one day people traveling
in these tunnels?

Not a bad idea, Passepartout.

Looks like that thing passed by pretty
close to here.

Oh, he's a terrible machine, Mr. Jules.

I have seen Sir Archibald after it
passing through him.

His insides were out.

Well, let's make sure Queen Victoria's
insides stay in.

Come on. It's a good place to put the
first one.

Excellent. Last two rockets, but one on
that stand and the other on the other.

Well, they should go off within 40
seconds, the mole being detected.

Do you have the escape route planned?

Everything to the last detail.

Just like old times, isn't it, Doug?
Except that the mistakes, if any, are

not some idiot's in Whitehall's.

You don't need belonging to the service.

The service?

Are you mad?

Not for a second.

Phileas leaves me to take care of the
service.

Somebody in the family has to be
prepared to take orders, you see.

Ah, Rebecca.

In freshman service.

Do you know my cousin, G. Plessy? Of
course.

The ploys are the talk of the entire
French intelligence community.

Any vibration larger than a moving rash
would set this off.

Why are you trusting this man?

It's against my better nature, right?

But there is something about him.

Really.

Look, this is his, um... This is his
working drawing.

Pospitum assures me that it's sound
enough.

So the theory is that if the Queen and
the Emperor stay within a ring of these

devices, the mole will not be able to
approach them undetected.

Well... Let's hope so.

General. Oui.

His Majesty wishes that you sign.

Certainement.

If you'll excuse me.

Who's that?

Who's that?

That's Henri Bellemain, one of Louis
Napoléon's favorite advisors.

We are

finishing

the other detector, Master.

You coming to see it? Yes.

Good day, Mr. Verne.

Your dreams have come true.

You built my design.

It's real.

Of course it is.

How did you do it?

Come inside and see.

Come inside.

Unless you are afraid of what your own
imagination can achieve.

Do I really have a choice?

Die,

you think we do.

Thank you. Hey!

Hey!

Ingenious.

But you have some questions to answer,
Monsieur Bell.

Do you intend to cooperate?

Cooperate?

I didn't invent this machine to kill the
Queen of England.

Kill her?

We have no intention of killing her.

What are you going to do, huh? Why don't
you just put yourself in my hands?

Why should I?

Because I think I could make full use of
your time.

What are you... want from me?

I want you to tell me where you have
hidden the detection devices.

And now, as you no doubt intended, Mr.
Veyron, the mole makes its way through

the earth by a combination of six
toothed pudding bands in rotation.

They're reversible screws and, um,
intense.

Sonic vibration.

That's pretty much what I had in mind.

Naturally, we damp these vibrations in
order to prevent the crew from being

shaken to pieces.

Naturally.

But if I turn this dial, the vibrations
passing through

your chair will not be damped and will
therefore pass directly through you.

Uh -huh.

Now do you wish to...

Patience, then.

Perhaps we are mistaken, Master. Oh,
Passepartout, we saw him getting into

infernal machine of his own accord.

Damn him!

Perhaps he not mean... You made a fool
of me!

What I'm trying to say is perhaps he not
meaning to.

Maybe he was taken by force. Oh, I don't
believe that for a second,

Passepartout.

He won my trust.

Not only did he win my trust, he turned
it against me.

Excuse me.

Jules Verne.

I thinking you're a brilliant man.

You may be a writer, Verne, but you have
courage I did not expect.

Who are you?

Lisa Enterprise.

is masterminded by a secret aristocratic
society which has been guiding the fate

of Europe for hundreds of years.

Hundreds of years.

We have adherence in the highest
councils of every land.

Today, our mission is to save Europe.

From what?

Democracy. It is eroding the foundations
of virtue.

The wise and the good should rule, not
those who know how to stir up the

Who decides who's wise and who's good?

I believe you to have the true nobility
of soul.

But are you recognized?

No. No, you are a writer starving in a
garret. Is that just?

Oh, I don't think so, but... Your genius
deserves to be known to all the world.

What does this have to do with Queen
Victoria?

Sometime during the next 24 hours...

Queen Victoria and the Emperor intend to
sign a treaty which will keep Europe

locked in peace for another generation.

Kidnapping her will not only prevent
that, it will put France and England at

odds for years to come.

And if war comes, with technology like
ours and genius

like yours, we could bend all of Europe
to our will.

Together, you and I.

Your Highness is sure to make an
excellent impression.

Thank you. I believe I will. I have
underlined certain key words and

Excellent.

Ring of detection devices around every
possible target. And they can't be

disabled.

Anything bigger than a rat goes,
anywhere near them, they'll go off.

Tell me, what is the maximum range of
each device?

400 yards.

Hmm.

Those two, they seem to be more than 800
yards apart.

That's true.

We had trouble with the sewers there.

Maybe just the gap you need.

We have to move quickly.

The state dinner has already begun.

If we succeed tonight...

We will celebrate you.

Well done,

Batman.

Locked on to our target.

Commence acceleration.

It gives me the greatest pleasure to
welcome on behalf of France the

British Queen to our capital city.

Is that the gap you should go through?

That's the gap.

Are the boards 15 degrees?

You have made the right choice, Drew.

You are part of one of the greatest
crews in history.

You should be proud.

In offering this salute to my esteemed
fellow monarch, I would like to review

the history of

the

nations between our two great nations.

Go sit down and hold on tight.

We begin two and a half thousand years
ago, in the far west of time, when the

Celtic tribes loathed all... 400 yards
and climbing,

attack trajectory, race for
breakthrough.

This way, please, Your Majesty.

Rebecca, go with me. Yep.

Cars, open the gate! Quickly!

Hurry up!

Driver, go!

They're gone.

You lied.

Thanks to this traitor, we have had a
setback.

But we are not defeated.

Yes, you are.

I put attackers all over the city.
They'll know you're coming every time.

Yes, but my guess is they won't stay in
the city.

The emperor will have been humiliated by
what happened tonight.

He won't risk repetition.

They will go to the country.

Passport 2. We need detectors. We need
many more detectors.

So, Master Jules did not deceive you,
did he, Master?

No, he did not.

I wronged him.

But the Emperor and Her Majesty have
gone out to the Emperor's hunting lodge,

we need to install detectors there
tonight. Just drop whatever you're

and get on with them. But, Master...

What I'm working on is a device that
could saving life of Jules Verne.

Ah.

What do I have to do?

Come here.

We're over the hunting lodge, part one
two.

Prepare for landing.

We are now directly under the grounds of
the hunting lodge.

No sign of any unusual activity.

Stop all engines.

We sit back now and wait for Belmain to
switch on the signal.

Even if they install the detectors, we
are inside the ring.

So, Monsieur Jules Verne, you thought
you could outwit us, huh? On the

We used your own tools against you.

Now do you realize what a foolish choice
you made when you rejected my offer?

It may have been a foolish choice, but
it was the right one. You stand for the

past. I believe in the future. I believe
in science. But so do we.

Science simply makes it easier to keep
the little people in their place.

Democracy will triumph.

I assure you of that. You are in no
position to assure me of anything.

You will remain alive only long enough
to watch us capture the Queen of

And then you will die. Well, then I will
die knowing that I... No, you will just

die.

Now, get some rest. We have a big day
ahead of us.

How do we ensure that conflict in the
Balkans does not draw the great powers

into a general war?

We have a proposal for that.

Benman, the Balkan dossier.

Royal Highness.

You turn to page three, your majesty.

Ah, yes. Here we are.

We propose that impartial negotiators be
appointed by the courts of both our

countries.

Yes. They're in position.

And we are locked on target.

I want you to feel our momentum victory.

That seems eminently satisfactory,
Louis.

Yes, I think the British government
could agree to that.

Good. Then I believe the last obstacle
has been lifted.

Absolutely.

Go.

That's how they do it.

Bellamy.

Are we ready to see if this device
actually works, Passepartout?

I'll drop in now.

Good grief.

What, Passepartout?

Look at this, Passepartout.

There. There's the wall.

I've got through.

Emergency dive.

I believe this is yours.

I believe you're right.

Always more surprises, mademoiselle.

Reverse the rotation.

And hold on to something.

We were never getting down there in
time, Master.

Activate the sound damper.

Very clear to Rebecca.

Is this what you want?

What's happening?

I don't know.

It's working, Master!

It's working!

I

want

to get down there as quickly as I can
past part two, lower the winch, and then

land the Aurora, will you?

I didn't tell them anything.

Let's get you out of here, my friend.

Really prefer if you came quietly,
because I hate fighting women.

But I like fighting men.

Especially if I get to kill you.

Some other time out.

Is she dead?

No, no, no.

Just inched.

Rebecca!

Very good of you to drop in.

Yes, glad to see you've been tidying up,
Phileas.

Mr. Jewel Byrne, I presume.

Byrne, may I present my cousin, Miss
Rebecca Fogg.

Pleased to meet you, Miss Fogg.

I think you'd better call me Rebecca,
seeing as we are obviously fighting on

same side.

Hmm, Phileas?

The jewels.

You have been scrambled, like an egg.

It wouldn't be any worse if you hadn't
built that counter -wave device.

It's my piece of work.

You having the idea.

Master Fog and me only building it.
Which makes you a pretty formidable

We quite agree, Miss Fog.

Your Majesty.

I am filled with wonder that you're...

Awfulness.

Thank you.

The Emperor and I are profoundly
grateful to all of you.

Aren't we, Louis?

A perfect example of Franco -British
cooperation.

Phileas, you're more like your father
every day.

Oh.

Thank you, Your Majesty.

And should you ever decide to release
your excellent manservant, you would

an honored place in our household.

Thank you, Your Majesty.

Dear Rebecca, we shall continue to
follow your career with great interest.

Thank you, Your Majesty.

But it would not have been possible
without Mr. Jules Verne.

Indeed.