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This is Nemo.

We have taken control of the vessel and we'll use it to escape Galbani.

You'll hang for this.

The company will already be planning how to recover her.

The company ship. She's coming at us.

Turn above. We'll ram her. Full speed ahead.

The sea monster.

What?

We will take your women and children and none that serve the company.

Who are they?

Pirates of some kind. I'll see you're hunted till the ends of the earth.

You'll be hunting in the wrong place.

Captain, your command.

Dreadnought. Who is this Nemo? You mark my word, he's going to exploit all of us

to get exactly what he wants. Just like the company.

We're sinking fast.

Must have been damaged when you ran the ship.

We can't purge the ballast tanks.

So we'll just keep sinking.

There has to be another way to plunge the tanks.

There is.

Fine. What is it?

Your idea, please.

It's simple, but it will work.

Hand pump air into the ballast tank. No, no, no, no, no.

We'd be pumping the air while breathing into the tanks.

You have a better plan?

We'll need a crank of some kind.

There's one in the compressor with the diving suits.

If we pump just enough air into the ballast tanks, it will lift us back up.

Keep going.

Keep going.

Stop walking.

I don't understand.

It has to work.

I can't breathe.

Come on, no, no, no. Come on.

Come on!

The oxygen levels are getting too low.

Ah,

the tanks.

50 Not enough to make a difference

What do you do? You don't hear that?

Licking.

Grease. I need grease.

And a pipe clamp.

Sealed. Again?

It's waking.

It's waking.

It's waking up.

You did it.

Or how much longer with Captain Crazy running things?

It's not like we have much of a choice.

Don't we?

We have to fix the engine.

Bonnoir, please rest.

There's no time.

We have to restore the power, or we'll drift into company territory.

Who's it that is?

Lord Pitt is a major shareholder in the company.

He'll be coming with us.

Yo, yo, yo, yo.

Clear off.

Sir.

Permission to sit.

No, I don't need anyone say so.

Get her underway.

Left hand punch, gangplank up, clear the decks.

Oi, Captain!

Let's see what she can do.

or you'll be hugging a girl as good.

Enter.

Lord Pitner.

Captain Youngblood asked me to check if you were comfy.

And how would I be comfy inside of this metal box? It's smaller than Ivanhoe's

kennel. Ivanhoe, your lordship?

He's a Gordon.

Ivanhoe's a Gordon.

A setter.

A dogman. Surely you're familiar with the concept.

A dogman?

Have you got anything bigger?

Something with a bath, perhaps. At least a decent bed.

I'm afraid not, sir.

What's that thread, Your Lordship?

It's a Brahmanical thread.

My Hindu instructor allows me to wear it. Well, when in Rome, I suppose.

You might honourable listen.

Dear God.

What have we got ourselves into, Algy boy?

What were his exact words?

I told you.

Miss Lucas.

I am very sorry, but you have proved yourself far too valuable for me to let

you leave the Nautilus. At this present time.

And you said?

I said, why would I want to leave?

I'm sorry?

Well, by training I'm an engineer, and by inclination a scientist.

We are beneath the waves, travelling through a world that nobody has ever

explored before. I have made my peace with how I've got here, and I've no

intention of leaving, I promise you.

You say it like that?

Mm-hmm.

You're not that good a liar.

I assure you, I am.

I promise you.

And you believed her?

Flannart's better.

You need a half moon.

Flannart.

Nautilus.

He's a wonder of science and engineering.

Thank you.

That is not what I asked.

This is no good, Hoffman.

Hannah, what did she do?

You're not going to make it with that dress.

Watch me.

I don't want to leave you with Kai.

He might boil you and eat you.

See? The others are already going.

What are you worried about?

It is over a thousand miles across company-controlled India to my home in

Bengal.

My village is only a few days down the road from here. Come there with me

first. More importantly, I thought we would be a lot closer to the show.

You can't swim?

How hard could it be, huh? I do the arms and... We've repaired the damage. I see

no reason at all why it's not working.

Nemo!

They're leaving.

Just take my hand.

Check at this. Come on.

I'll help you.

This is not good.

I told you you couldn't lick it with the dress.

Who are they?

Fishermen. Grab.

Grab.

Sergeant,

take half the men, commandeer those fishing boats, and seize that vessel.

Company troopers.

They will inform Bombay that we are here. We have to get away.

With even less crew.

To hell with them. How are we going to run the Nautilus with just seven people?

You tell me.

You're the first man.

I am?

Come on, all.

Without power, we're not going anywhere.

Hey, Brinkus.

Come on. Where are you going?

These are your people coming to save you.

Make ready.

I'm not going back to the undead. What about?

Get back to the undead. What about?

Now!

Company troubles.

Reload! Reload!

Shoot those criminals!

We checked everything that could possibly be wrong.

Joey, something you want to say?

They're right behind you.

Quick.

That should do it.

You disconnected those?

How else was I going to escape?

We're not done here, Miss Lucas.

I think you're blind, we are.

We have power!

We have power!

Take on ballast.

Double-side taken on ballast. Fort-side.

Sarang, what the hell are you doing?

Writing, why?

Yeah, you are writing. Tell me, I want to hear.

Really? No, fort-side ballast!

Come on, men!

Get down!

Quick, quick!

Take her down. I tapped it.

Engine engaged.

Let them away!

Leave the dog, let him die!

Don't move.

I have this. Take the wheel. Yes, sir.

Send word to Bombay.

Sir.

If we do stand a chance of evading the company, we must get out of the Gulf of

Kutch and make it to the open sea before we cut off. To do that, like it or not,

you need a crew.

I have one. Ah, yeah.

Two men try to leave.

How many more next time?

You must give them a reason to stay.

You want to run?

I can't stop you.

But before you try again, you should know this.

You have stolen the company's most prized possession.

In doing so...

You have humiliated some of the most powerful men on Earth.

Their agents will scour every port and city until they find you, and when they

do, you will be punished.

And long before the company is done, you will be begging to be put out of your

misery.

Is that true?

Mm-hmm.

We are deep in enemy territory on a boat that is undermanned and unarmed.

If we don't make the open sea by tomorrow, be in no doubt.

We will be intercepted by whatever ships the company is at this very moment

dispatching from Bombay to hunt us down.

I will not allow anyone to put the Nautilus in further danger.

Is that clear?

The Nautilus was sighted in the Gulf of Kutch.

We have a good chance of covering off here.

This ship could go fast.

She's new and untrialed at sea. Must be broken in.

Push her any harder, we might not get there at all.

Do it.

Full ahead, all engines.

Aye, sir. Full ahead, all engines.

Where's Captain Millek?

Below.

He hasn't left his cabin since coming on board.

Miss Lucas.

A moment, if you please, madame.

Mademoiselle.

Your act of sabotage almost got us all killed.

You forget I also saved your lives.

You gave me a word you would stay.

But didn't you lie to a man you call a friend about your intentions for the

Nautilus?

Benoit and I, we... And you are not my friend.

So consider this fair warning, Captain.

The first chance I get, I will try and escape again. Correction, not try,

actually escape.

Lock me up if you like, as you were locked up.

You really think this compares to the place your countrymen kept as prisoners?

Used us as slaves?

No, no, no.

No, I misspoke. I misspoke. I'm sorry.

But you must have committed some crime to have been imprisoned in that place,

surely?

If I suspect you of doing any further damage to the Nautilus, I will leave you

to the sea.

You came back.

Helped us get away from your own people. Why?

That will be none of your business.

Speed.

12 knots.

Clearance.

Clearance.

Nine fathoms.

Lord Pitt, is there any particular reason that you've decided to join us on

this voyage?

I'm here for love.

How gallant.

My fiancée is aboard the Nautilus.

Miss Humility Lucas.

That's right.

You must have heard of her, of course.

She's quite a catch.

Even for a chap as eligible as myself.

I had the pleasure of her company on the journey from London to Bombay.

Not all the way to Bombay.

He must be the chap that'll have to be taken by the escaped convict.

I failed her.

Captain Youngblood, you've met this Nemo.

Tell me, what did you make of him?

He is a convict, a murderer, and now a kidnapper.

With respect, I didn't ask you, Lord Pitt.

Youngblood? He is ruthless.

He's also reckless.

Uncivilized.

But he seems resolute.

Brave.

Oh, pish posh. Whatever else this Nemo is, he'll be dead soon.

By my hand.

You're not afraid of what the company will do?

If they capture us?

A true revolutionary has no place in their heart for fear.

Perhaps I could put a good word in for you.

You know, with the company.

Blah, blah, blah.

If the revolution ever came, you would be the first to run. You coward.

What would you know? They're a farmer.

A remnant of the feudal order.

If it wasn't for farmers, you would have no rice to eat. Really? You're a farmer?

What's that like?

Just shut up and eat.

Excuse me.

Why are you going?

He has no manners.

He's eating with his fingers.

This is embarrassing.

Few grains of rice for breakfast lunch and dinner.

That's all we have.

Someone is still stealing biscuits.

Why would you steal these biscuits?

An electrical resonant transformer circuit.

I had no idea they existed in reality.

They didn't.

Until we built this one.

I don't want to show you around, but you seem familiar with how it works.

And how it can be made to stop working.

I'm sorry.

Under the circumstances, you're forgiven.

You built her for the company.

They were the only ones who would pay to build her.

And they promised she would be used for exploration.

Then I saw Kalpani.

How they would build my dream.

With the sweat and blood and suffering of human beings.

Used as slaves.

Everything the company had told me was a lie.

They intended the Nautilus to be used as a weapon.

I'm not afraid so.

Can I show you something?

Looks like some kind of munition shelf for use underwater.

This must be where the explosive shaft sits.

Only there's no explosives on board.

I'm a mother who I'm a bull lecker.

So how's it powered?

Compressed air.

Benoit says they are called torpedoes.

You know a lot about explosives, do you?

And who am I blasting powder for my gunpowder?

You must fry them to these.

You know, my father was an engineer.

I've always loved to understand how things work.

He encouraged that.

Taught me.

A good man.

And here is our marvel.

Sea water is heated using the electricity.

And then, as you can see, the steam is spiked to the steam engines a bit

further around.

Oh.

Which drives the propeller.

Exactly.

An electrical regenerative catalyst. Don't touch! It's hot.

There were points at which I thought my task impossible.

Nemo helped me find solutions for the most complex problems.

Nemo? He has a brilliant mind.

When he applies it... The Nautilus is as much his as mine.

And for that reason, I let him name her.

Why Nautilus?

That's for him to say.

As for myself, when I realized the company's true intention, I wanted to

walk away.

But Nemo persuaded me that we should build it and then use it to escape.

And then he betrayed you?

He has his reasons for being the way he is.

Those reasons are?

Your little friend is here.

She's no friend of mine.

What

language

is he speaking?

Where are you from? Nobody knows anything about Giacomo.

How do you know his name then?

We don't.

There you are.

What has he done now?

He's stolen from the ship's stores again.

I never.

Cross my heart. On Archie's life.

Well, if it wasn't you, it was the dog.

And if I catch him, there'll be more than biscuits on the menu.

You wouldn't.

If you didn't steal the biscuits, who did?

We have to stay up tonight to find out.

You don't understand what's at stake here, Archie.

Hey, concentrate.

Nemo, I have something.

A whale harvesting the bird we saw.

We have to stop this.

What's wrong?

They're just fishing.

Whales aren't just fish.

They're mammals.

The mothers care for their young like humans.

Not mine.

Any delay could see us cut off by the company. We can't stop.

Why risk our lives, huh? For a few fish?

They're not fish.

They're scared.

We have to help them.

Oh, come on.

Don't be stupid. Maintain bearing and speed. To leave these creatures to their

fate is inhumane.

Inhumane? Isn't it humans that had them?

Close the shield.

Boniface, you have the helm.

She's a mother leading them away from her calf.

Belay that last order.

Then? Dead ahead full speed.

What?

What happened to getting out of the Gulf? Staying alive, huh? Dead ahead

full and bring her up to the surface. Nemo, what about the company making the

open sea? Now! Do as he says.

Dead ahead full.

Taking her up.

Hold on!

It's time to breathe!

No, no!

No, no! Hold your fire!

Don't shoot!

No!

He did it!

Stop! Reverse the engines!

Reverse the engines!

Only just let's have to make this thing go forward

Can you see him

Thanks

for the help

I'll take a bullet for my men. They're family to me.

Let the calf go.

I wish I could, but it's the only hope I have of luring the mother back.

Who gave you the right to butcher these creatures?

Nobody gave me anything, mister.

You want someone to blame for our work here?

Look to those who use oil to burn lamps and lubricate machines.

And while you're at it, put aside your corsets and perfume.

How much to buy the whale?

How much?

Mother will give us 20 barrels of oil.

A thousand dollars a barrel? You do the calculating.

Where are you going to find that kind of money?

What do you think you're doing?

What do you say?

I'd say you have a deal.

Real diamonds, boys.

Cut them free.

Yes, Captain.

You wanted the whale saved.

Not with my bracelet.

What's more important, a few diamonds or those whalers being able to feed their

families? Is that what you think matters to me?

Diamonds? What else?

That bracelet was given to me by my father. He can buy you a new one. No, he

can't.

I had no idea.

Sorry.

You are?

That's what I said.

What am I supposed to do with that?

Whatever you wish. Now, if you'll excuse me.

You're not throwing this away, are you?

They're made from whale bits, Lottie.

The fishes, they made this from our dead already, you know that?

No, not again. They must have slipped past us.

Open water ahead.

Well, that's it then. Once we make the Arabian Sea, can't cut us off.

We're not there yet.

Wait.

What?

The Dreadnought. Oh, what's the Dreadnought?

It can't be.

It's only a rumor.

It looks very real to me.

Hey, what is it? A big boat with big, big guns.

Is it true? Is the Dreadnought here?

Then they're going to destroy us.

We?

Good. Surrender. Are you stupid? You heard what you'll do to us. At least

Nemo saved the whales.

If he says he's our captain, then we should be his first responsibility.

The crew, that is a social contract. But as usual, management have seemed to have

forgotten, and it is one rule for them, another rule for us.

We're going to die. What's going on here?

Nemo, in your worst nightmare, what could they have sent to hunt us down?

Listen to me.

If we pull together and act quickly, we can escape.

Even if we get away now, they will hunt us down in the end. If we can get past

that ship and find the treasure at Halva, I promise you, you will be safe

from the company.

How? They have hundreds of ships or thousands of soldiers.

He's right, Nemo. It does not matter how many guns we buy or walls we build.

We're only a handful. With that treasure, we won't need guns or walls to

protect ourselves because we won't be able to buy power.

Anonymity, these are the things that keep the rich truly safe.

It doesn't matter whether you chose to be here or not.

Whether I like you or you hate me.

When you see me as captain or I see you as crew for the next few minutes, all

that matters is that we are each other's last, best hope.

Understood.

Good. Get to your stations.

Better?

A little.

Let me join the engine room. You'll have everything she has.

May I join you?

Scared?

A little. The only defense we have is torpedoes and there are no explosives.

Then we better use our wits, hadn't we?

Take her down.

We'll be just fine.

You heard their captain!

Dice!

She's diving.

Close the shield. Cut the engines.

Engine shutdown.

Run silent.

Why silent?

Mr. Harris?

Martin. I have something.

Use the keg bombs.

We need more readings to establish her exact position. One only needs to get

close.

The explosion will turn the water into a hammer which will punch through her

hull. You'll sink her. Well, rather that than have her fall into the hands of her

enemies, Captain.

And Miss Lucas?

Ah, it's unfortunate.

But she must take her chances with the rest of them. I won't allow that.

If any harm befalls Miss Lucas, I will see that it's your career. If you're

going to find this upsetting, Lord Pitt, might I suggest you retire to your

cabin?

The keg bombs... You can't just ignore me, Crawley!

Seems I can.

Now.

Ready the kegs!

Confuses to a depth of 25.

I can't. All engines stop. All engines stop.

Ready to take off.

Cuff fuses to 20, brother.

Arty.

Arty.

Lights users!

Let's not wait to see. Take her down.

Touch ballasts. Gently does it.

Nima will take her deeper.

Ready more kegs?

Users for 65 fathoms.

Aye, sir. Except users for 65 fathoms. Aye, sir. 65 fathoms.

Death, 54, five hours.

Take her all the way down.

Any closer, we're dead.

Depth?

98 fathoms.

We've nowhere else to go.

Then the next stage of our journey may be a spiritual one.

Eggs, Lieutenant Punch!

Fuses for one hundred fathoms! Right up!

Except fuses for a hundred fathoms!

Kegs blew at about 90 fathoms.

They must have struck the Nautilus.

Well, they imploded because of the pressure. How deep were they tested,

Alan?

50 fathoms.

We are too deep for them.

Well done.

Nothing. Wait.

The Nautilus.

I don't think so.

Archie!

Open the viewing port. Keep listening.

Are you alright?

Oh, you're dead.