All language subtitles for Nautilus_S01E06_The Big Blue (2024) [h264.1080p] English [DD+ 5.1] M80

I've got it.

We use the engine
to throw a charge back at the eel.

(HUMILITY SCREAMS)

I said no more than 1,000 volts.

I thought it would work.

NEMO: You'll have the Nautilus, Benoit,

but only after it has served my purpose.

And what is that purpose?

NEMO: We sail for Halvar.

CRAWLEY: I need to know
where Nemo is taking the Nautilus.

And you will tell me.

Are we ready?

BENOIT: (GASPING) Atlantis.

Is that why the Company
built the Nautilus?

You took this from my desk!

HUMILITY: We must have been infected
by something on the island.

(SOFTLY) Renouka.

HUMILITY: You look like
you've seen a ghost.

What is that?

NEMO: The Ring of Fire.

We can't pull away.

You have to do this.

While you still have time.

(GRUNTS)

(SCREAMING)

(RUMBLING)

(EERIE MUSIC PLAYING)

RENOUKA: You can't help us.

You're not here.

NEMO: No!

(GASPS, SHUDDERS)

-(DOOR SLAMS)
-(GRUNTS)

(IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE)

I smelt oranges.

(SPEAKING FRENCH)

(CONTINUES SPEAKING FRENCH)

(IN ENGLISH) What were you
doing with this?

(STUTTERING) I was trying to help.

-(GROANS SOFTLY)
-Suyin, are you all right?

I had a dream, but it was real.

So did I. (WHISTLES)

Mrs Foxley-Pope?

A man's dreams is a private matter, huh?

And you?
What did you dream of?

Nothing I care to remember.

I saw my sons.

It's getting cooler in here.

(LEVER CLICKING)

-(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)
-(KISSES)

-No, no, no.
-(KISSES)

-What happened?
-Humility.

-What about her?
-She went out!

BENOIT: This is
none of your business, Cuff.

LOTI: What's he been doing?

BENOIT: Spying on my plans.

Nemo?

NEMO: Start the engine.
Turn the ship around.

BENOIT: Wait! What is it?

Humility.

(BREATHING SHAKILY)

(BREATHING SHAKILY)

(BREATHING FAINTLY)

(MELANCHOLY MUSIC PLAYING)

(BREATH TREMBLING) Humility.

Humility.

(PANTING)

BENOIT: Get the suit off.

Now!

Cuff, you will activate this.

Understand?

(BREATH TREMBLING)

(ELECTRICITY CRACKLING)

What is that?

Part of one of the stun guns
I've been working on.

-What are you going to do to her?
-I'll bring her back to life.

-(GRUNTS)
-Jiacomo, please.

Step back.

-(SWITCH CLICKING)
-(ELECTRICITY BUZZING)

-(SWITCH CLICKING)
-(THUDS)

Again. Again.

-(SWITCH CLICKING)
-(ELECTRICITY BUZZING)

(SIGHS)

NEMO: Again.

Do it again!

-(SWITCH CLICKING)
-(ELECTRICITY BUZZING)

(GASPING)

-(HUMILITY GROANING, SCREAMING)
-BENOIT: Shh!

-Shh! Shh! Shh!
-(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(SOBBING)

Another miracle.

(IN FRENCH)

How are you?

-(LAUGHING)
-(GASPING)

(IN ENGLISH) Yeah.

We owe you our lives. Again.

BENOIT: Shh, shh.

(HUMILITY BREATHING STEADILY)

(MOTOR WHIRRING)

YOUNGBLOOD: Mr Haris?

Oh, how could it have just disappeared?

Mr Haris will inform us
of any further traces.

We're close.

It's a miracle in itself.

(DOOR CREAKING OPEN)

Coffee.

Any joy with your Indian, Millais?

He's still alive?

I gave you an order.

I can get him to talk.

You should let me interrogate him.

I mean, no offence, just,

you clearly have no idea
how their minds work.

I had no idea they all worked alike.

It's only once
you've read their literature,

studied their religion,

listen to them babbling
to each other in the bazaar

can you truly say that you understand
the mind of the Indian.

How many of their languages do you speak?

Just Bengali.

(CHUCKLING) Just Bengali.

I can pass as local
in Hindustani, Gujarati, Marathi,

at a push, Punjabi and Sindhi.

Pass as local?

-It's all about confidence, isn't it?
-(CLANKING LOUDLY)

PUNCH: Of which you are not
in short supply.

-That was a compliment, Your Lordship.
-(CHUCKLES)

I will admit that my Telugu and Toda
are slightly rudimentary,

but that is no fault of my own.

This particular Indian, isn't he Bengali?

Well, I think Lord Pitt's trying
to make a wider point, Lieutenant Punch.

-Exactly.
-And what would that be, Lord Pitt?

What would what be?

It seems you don't know yourself...

Oh, shut up, Punch.

(CLATTERING)

Do you have the documents
on all those who escaped on the Nautilus?

Yes.

Including details of their family?

I'm not sure.

See that they're brought to my cabin.

I'll make the Indian tell me why Nemo
brought the Nautilus here, of all places,

and what he knows of our purpose.

Its purpose

is to help pry open the Chinese market.

Come now, Crawley.

I know you like to think
it's your little secret,

but you're not the only one here
in the know of the Company.

What you know of anything could be written
on the back of a Penny Black stamp.

Excuse me.

"Here, of all places?"

What's so important about this place?

You question those beneath you,
not above you.

Something you would know
if you were a real gentleman.

And don't think you fool me
with this shop-worn act you're peddling.

The reluctant soldier
tired of blood and gun smoke.

(CHUCKLES)

You see, I know the rock
you crawled out from under, Millais.

Your secret history with Nemo.

What you did to get your feet
under the officers' mess table.

You know nothing about me.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(EXHALES)

Oh, dear.

Well...

I'll overlook that.

But only because, unlike the inbred,
the dolt and the brave fool in there,

I can trust you

to kill Nemo.

Get me what I asked for.

(MUFFLED SPEAKING, LAUGHTER)

-Bon appetit.
-Miss Lucas. Sit. Sit, please.

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATION)

Professor, we drag you away
from your books.

Indeed. Indeed.

-(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
-Thank you.

-Miss Lucas, you want some fruit?
-HUMILITY: Please.

(IN FRENCH)

It's food.
Eat it.

TURAN: (IN ENGLISH) This one for you.

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS CONTINUE)

Miss Lucas, you're getting better?

I'm fine. How are you?

RANBIR: Feeling better.
Thank you.

(SPEAKING IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE)

You came back.

Most don't.

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)

BENOIT: (IN ENGLISH) Miss Humility,

you are unwell, still.

No, no.

I just remembered I saw something.

Out there.

Describe it.

Perhaps, er, an arch?

Carving into a rock.

It's almost man-made.

-Come with me. Come. Come.
-Wha... Wait.

NEMO: We were all infected.

-A trick of the mind.
-HUMILITY: Perhaps you're right.

It could've been.

Don't doubt yourself.

I know what she saw.
It was real.

What are you so certain she saw?

Atlantis.

(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

You're serious?

You know, it has always been
my dream to find it.

It's a story Plato spun
in the Dialogues, Benoit, no more.

Drawing his conclusions
from the works of Solon...

Long lost, if they ever existed.

Even if Plato was right,
this is the Pacific Ocean.

He clearly places the lost city
in the Atlantic.

Yes, but I found
a manuscript in the library of Karajaan.

It contained Solon's
original translation and...

this map.

It is here, Nemo.

Atlantis is here.

(BOTH CHUCKLE)

You brought us here.

You suggested this route
over the Ring of Fire.

Over it. Not through it.

I never meant to put our lives at risk.

But you did. For what?

A childish dream!

No more childish dream

than finding the treasure of Halvar
just to have your revenge.

First, you bring us here,
then you cripple the submarine.

-It wasn't him. It was me.
-What?

-I am a scientist.
-We'll come back to that later.

And to this business of revenge?

If there is even a chance
this is Atlantis,

I cannot pass it by.

This is my duty to investigate.

Benoit is right.

Such a discovery could change
our understanding of the world.

Absolutely not.

(DOOR CLOSES)

MILLAIS: We, men of action,

love to ridicule
the humble clerk and his ledger.

Or the boring solicitor and his papers.

But those records, those

legal documents,

well, they are the foundation upon which
the Company's true power is built.

This census from a village near Habra.

Brought back by some poor clerk,

who likely cursed
his masters back in London

as he sat amongst
cow dung and flies taking names.

Hopefully, he died of malaria.

This is you, isn't it?

"Jaswinder and Chitra?

"Mother and father?

"Ajay and Aarman. Brothers."

I'm sorry. Would you mind?

Our clerk friend had terrible handwriting.

Malaria, perhaps.

"Upinder."

(VOICE SHAKING) My sister.

(SOFTLY) Please...

They have nothing to do with this.

I know.

But deny Crawley what he wants,
and your family will pay for your courage.

(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)

Tell me what you know.

And I promise you, I'll do it.

Oh, brother.

The promise of an Englishman.

The Pillars of Halvar.

The Nautilus is headed
for the Pillars of Halvar.

Halvar?

He's after the treasure.

I was probably wrong
to bring us here without consulting you.

But everything I've read,

everything I've studied,

tells me Atlantis exists.

That, out there,

is a place where people live in harmony

with each other, with nature.

Where there is no war.

Humans are incapable of living in peace.

You don't believe that.

I know it.

Nemo, I beg you.

This is what I live for.

My reason to be.

Yours is darker.

Plotting three years against your enemy.

Stop looking back.

Move forward.

Take in the wonder.

Mobilis in mobili.

If I never ask anything of you again,

give me this one thing.

Am I your friend?

One dive.

No more.

Thank you.

MILLAIS: Crawley cannot find them now.

(IN BENGALI)

Should I thank you?

(IN ENGLISH) You're not hunting
Nemo for them, are you?

It is for you.

What did he do to you?

Goodbye, Mr Gosh.

If you find the Nautilus,
it's more than him you'll have to defeat.

We have tasted a freedom
that nobody can take away.

I may be the one in chains,

but you are the slave, Captain Millais!

-(GUN CLICKS)
-(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(GUNSHOT)

NEMO: Just stay here.

No one would blame you
for not wanting to go out there again.

If there's a chance
that Benoit's right, how can I not?

Nemo, when you were, er, lost,

you spoke a name.

Renouka.

I dreamed I was with my wife,

my daughter.

You weren't there when it happened.

When they were...

I was at Oxford completing my studies.

By the time I reached Bombay,

it was too late.

There were Company officials there
when I disembarked.

They told me what had happened.

They knew how I would react.

It was all the excuse they needed
to arrest me and send me to Kalpani.

I'm so sorry.

-How awful...
-BLASTER: Captain.

-Flares.
-Oh.

Listen, all.

It contains compressed oxygen
and magnesium.

-So careful, huh?
-You twist the top. They'll mix. Whoosh.

(WHIMPERING)

This is a scientific expedition.

Not a hunting party.

No spear guns.

This will stun, not kill.

Nemo, why is Cuff coming?

He cannot be trusted.

We don't know what is out there.

He's a soldier.
He comes.

Flood the chambers.

RANBIR: Right.

(VALVES HISSING)

Flooding.

(THUDDING)

(THUDS)

(BENOIT BREATHING HEAVILY)

(EXHALES)

(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

(THUDDING)

(EXHILARATING MUSIC PLAYING)

(CHUCKLES)

C'est fantastique.

(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

You care about her?

I take care of business.

(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

(BREATH TREMBLING)

Stairs!

Stairs!

(LAUGHS HEARTILY) Here. Come.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(INHALES, EXHALES)

(CHUCKLES) It's safe.

Stale, but...

I don't suppose anyone's opened
a window in here for a few hundred years.

(INHALES, EXHALES)

(HUMILITY CHUCKLES)

(HISSING)

(WHISTLES)

(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

Imagine the power
it would have taken to build this,

if it even was built.

It must have been.

If it was, imagine the power
of whatever destroyed it.

(ECHOING) Hello.

(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

The Company knew this was why
you wanted to build the Nautilus,

didn't they?

What is it to you?

Huh?

Who are you, really?

(IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE)

Don't take it personally.

He asks everyone.

NEMO: Cuff.

Keep an eye on her.

(YELPS) Perfectly fine.

Aye, Captain.

HUMILITY: A little slippery.

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATION)

Hardly your great city below the sea.

With all this air, we can find out.

NEMO: Jiacomo,

you stay here.

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)

Miss Lucas.

Oh, thank you.
Humility, please.

Humility.

Man-made?

Fossils.

CUFF: These were living?

Millions of years ago.

Maybe more,

when this rock was just mud.

(CHUCKLES) Nonsense.

Nothing's that long in the tooth.

You've not read Chambers' Vestiges
of the Natural History of Creation then.

It was a bestseller.

So, what are they, then? Ferns?

Marine animals belonging
to the phylum Echinodermata.

Crinoids.

-Starfish?
-Ah.

(CHUCKLES)

Palaeontology is providing us
with so many answers

to questions we have about the past.

Hmm.

People ask too many questions these days.

Sometimes it's better
just to take things as they are.

Where would we be
if we all thought like that?

(WINCES, GROANS)

BENOIT: Do you really think
this is a natural structure?

NEMO: You're the one that's always
going on about the wonders of nature.

BENOIT: Nemo, look. Look.

(CHUCKLES) Hieroglyphs.

Scratches.

I wish it was what you wanted it to be.

Really.

(SIGHS WEARILY)

You studied as an engineer.

So, how do you know
about palaeontology, then?

It's a hobby, really.

(CHUCKLES) I have quite a few.

What's yours?

Where I'm from, people don't

have much time for hobbies.

Of course.

Where are you from?

It's Edward, isn't it?

Spitalfields.

Old man, he made cabinets

when he wasn't down the Ten Bells.

Joining the Company was an escape.

"Travel the world," they said.

Put the boot into someone else
instead of having it put into you.

Things are different
on the Nautilus, though.

Us all living happily ever after
outside of the natural order?

It's a fairy tale, that is.

(CHITTERING)

NEMO: What was that?

Let's get out of here.

Come on.

(SQUELCHING)

(EERIE MUSIC PLAYING)

(CUFF WINCES, GROANS)

(GROANS)

Edward?

NEMO: Stay close.

(WIND BLOWING)

(GROANS)

-Edward?
-(GROANS)

Edward?

-(CHITTERING)
-(HUMILITY GASPS)

(SHATTERING)

-(CUFF GAGS)
-HUMILITY: Edward!

All right. Er...

It's curious.

-(GAGS)
-Stop! Show me your neck.

It's a sticky little bugger.

(CUFF GROANS)

We have to cut it up. Ready?

No. No, no.
Hold still. It's all right.

(GASPING)

-NEMO: Humility.
-HUMILITY: Over here.

Nemo, help.
Help me get him on his front.

-(CUFF GAGS)
-One more, Cuff.

(CUFF BREATHING HEAVILY)

-NEMO: Your hand.
-(SIGHS) It's nothing.

-What was that thing?
-A living fossil.

-A crinoid.
-Huh?

(PANTING) Starfish.

-How many?
-Er...

Two or three...

(CHITTERING)

...hundred.

NEMO: Go!

Go now!

Move! Move!

NEMO: (VOICE ECHOING) Benoit!

(IN FRENCH)

There is a draught.

(GRUNTS)

NEMO: (VOICE ECHOING) Benoit.

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

-NEMO: Jiacomo!
-HUMILITY: Time to go!

(PANTING, GROANING SOFTLY)

HUMILITY: Hurry!
We need to get out of here.

Helmets on!
Where's Benoit?

-You have flares?
-Benoit!

Plant them around the edges. Now.

Go!

HUMILITY: We aren't leaving
without Benoit.

-I'll get him. You need to go back.
-I'm not leaving without him or you.

If something goes wrong,
somebody needs to lead the Nautilus.

-What?
-Humility, please.

All right.

Nemo...

I'll see you soon.

(FLARE HISSING)

(GRUNTING, BREATHING HEAVILY)

(GRUNTS)

(SIGHS WEARILY)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(ENTHRALLING MUSIC PLAYING)

(LAUGHING)

-Benoit!
-Nemo!

-You won't believe what I found.
-Not now! Not now!

You don't understand.
I found something...

No, you don't understand.
Something found us.

-Something bad?
-Not good.

(GRUNTING)

Benoit, we have to hurry.

Stay close to the light.

(CHITTERING, SCREECHING)

NEMO: Run!

Benoit! Hurry!

Come on!

Put this on.
We have to get out of here.

That's it!

(YELPS)

I've got you! I've got you!

(GASPS)

(GRUNTS)

(SCREAMS)

Nemo! Nemo!

Benoit!

Take my hand!

Benoit!

(GRUNTING)

(GRUNTS)

(YELPING, GROANING)

-Benoit!
-(STRAINING)

(SOBBING)

Take it.

(TENDRILS CRACKLING)

-(SCREAMING)
-No!

(GASPING)

Nemo.

Nemo! (WHIMPERING)

(GASPING)

(JIACOMO GRUNTING)

CUFF: Let's go! Hurry!

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

I'm all right. I'm all right.

-RANBIR: You okay?
-HUMILITY: I'm fine. I'm fine.

I'm fine.

Benoit? (BREATH TREMBLING)

(MELANCHOLY MUSIC PLAYING)

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

Despatch! Stand by!

Message to Director Crawley.

To his hand.

No subordinates.

Get him out of here.

(CLINKING)

(CLEARS THROAT) So,

what lies beneath the waves of Halvar?

It's just some story our history teacher
read to us at Ravenforth

from the Norse sagas.

The burial ship of Freyja,
queen of the North Isles,

among generations of plunder.

Sometimes the strangest things are true.

Director Crawley,

if you told me the real reason
the Company built the Nautilus,

-then perhaps I could be a bit...
-(KNOCKING AT DOOR)

Come.

Ah! The dolt.

Yes, sir. Well, no.

No, sir. Lieutenant Punch.

-Yes.
-Sir, a message

for the board from Director Crawley...

No, no, message from Director boards...

-Close your mouth.
-Erm.

You've read it?

It, sort of, fell open.

Yes, just tell me what it says.

Sir, you've been summoned
to appear before Lord Parmoor.

There is a ship waiting
to take you directly to London.

Well, it can't be good news
that Her Majesty's government

is taking an interest in Company business.

I can handle Parmoor.

Just find me the Nautilus.

My apologies, sir.

-What is this?
-Apologies, sir.

(DOOR CLOSES)

Go! They're away!

(INDISTINCT SHOUTING)

(INDISTINCT SHOUTING CONTINUES)

PITT: Good riddance
to the deeply creepy Crawley.

(SNEEZES)

YOUNGBLOOD: It doesn't make any sense.

If Nemo is headed for Halvar,
he's going the wrong way.

Not if he plans to cut through here.

The Arctic?

The Northeast Passage.

Nobody's ever successfully navigated it.

Do you think that would
stop a man like Nemo?

We have the advantage of speed.

So, we'll be there waiting for him.

Hurrah!

(KAI SINGING IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE)

(KAI CONTINUES SINGING)

(MELANCHOLY MUSIC PLAYING)

BENOIT: (ON RECORDING) From there,
by using the water electrolysis,

both molecules separate
into individual gases

via separate evolution reactions.

Bh multiplied by O2

plus E to the power of...

(CHUCKLING) Oh, Benoit. You're a genius.

(NEMO CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

I shouldn't have given in to him.

He would never have forgiven you
if you hadn't.

But he would be alive.

You're a true friend to him.

Gave him the chance
to reach out and touch his dream.

A mirage.

I made him believe
there was something down there. (SNIFFLES)

If you won't let me take
the blame, I won't let you.

BENOIT: (ON RECORDING) Oh, Humility. Come.
I found the solution for the...

HUMILITY: Who the hell
does Nemo think he is?

How do you put up with him?

I don't think
I can bear him another minute.

Nemo, I...

He's vain, stubborn...

-(STUTTERING)
-...self-obsessed, idiotic...

-Nemo, I... That was before I knew...
-(RECORDING CONTINUES)

...asinine, priggish.

He simply doesn't give a damn
about anyone but himself, does he?

-BENOIT: We must be patient with him.
-HUMILITY: Why?

BENOIT: His heart carries a great wound.

One, I believe, time and the wonders
of the oceans through which we travel,

will heal.

(EXHILARATING MUSIC PLAYING)

(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)