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♪ Though we've got to
say goodbye ♪

♪ For the summer

♪ Hey, I promise you this

♪ I'll send you all my love

♪ Every day in a letter

♪ Sealed with... ♪

Miss Audrey: I see now

that as The Freeze
killed everyone I ever knew,

I mistook my ticket to survival for freedom.

But justice never boarded,

and Wilford doubled down
with a Jackboot on our throats

and a fat finger on the scales.

Now some of us are ready
to change his terms.

It will be perilous,
filthy work.

More precious souls
may be lost.

Clay, I don't want
any trouble.

I'm just trying to work.I can't be involved.

You live in Third.
You areinvolved.

But we didn't come this far,
suffer this much

to give in to the same tyranny

that destroyed us
in the first place.

Even on a frozen, dead planet,
humanity needs hope.

For these are our revolutions
on Snowpiercer.

1,001 cars long.

LJ: Aww.Did your wife make that?

How longhave you been married?

What's your wife's name?

Where'd you guys meet?

All this time in here,and you still won't talk to me?

What you say in here
is admissible.

So?

So our smart visitors
stay quiet.

Your guilty visitors do.I have nothing to hide.

Uh-huh.

My parents met in St. Moritz,on a chairlift.

I know
who your parents are.

No. No, you don't.
But you will.

Robert: LJ, honey.
Are you alright?

Lilah: Oh, we are
taking you home.

Melanie.Sweetheart,
we miss you so much.

You're coming home
with us.

LJ, today you stand trial
for murder.

Do you understand that?

Yes.

You'll be expected to speak
on your own behalf,

and a tribunal
of ticketed passengers

will render a verdict.

Is that all clear?

Mr. Wilford
will be following closely.

Good. Then he can see how
ridiculous this whole thing is.

Tell it to Third, where
the three victims lived.

She's just a child.

The man who committed
these crimes is dead.

You just threw her
in a cell.

Do you have any idea
how this is playing uptrain?

We are bound by train rulesto detain her ahead of trial.

That's all, Lilah.

It's okay.I don't belong in a drawer.

Please escort them
to their quarters.

Come on.

And I just want to thank
Mr. Wilford

for the chance
to prove it.

What are the chances you figure
that the tribunal convicts her?

There's gonna be trouble
in Third if they let her off.

There already is.

Josie: It looks likethe infection's improving.

Your poker face
needs work, Doc.

I was a vet.

My patients
didn't talk back.

Message!

Santiago:
Astrid sent another one.

"Today"?

She wants me uptrain today?

She must have some news
on Layton.

You ready, badass?

Put the chip in this bracelet.Uh-huh.

Make sure you wear itnice and high.

You're chipping the padjust like anyone else.

Yes.

Be careful.

Dr. Pelton: This chip will
get you into Second Class.Mm.

Jinju Seong, as Surety
for this Upgrade Applicant,

you accept liability
for her conduct

during her probationary period,
understood?

Yeah, if she messes up,
we both suffer.

Got it.

-That should do it, Bess.
-Thanks, Doc.

And yours.

Mm.

Okay, then.

On behalf
of Wilford Industries,

I hereby grant you,
Bess Francis Till,

access to Second Class and
all the entitlements therein.

Thank you.

Well, I guess we should
leave you two to celebrate.

Wow. Look at us.

Made it three whole monthsbefore shacking up.

Personal best for me.

You sure about
all this?

Second Class and allthe entitlements therein?

No.

But I was sure about youthe day we met.

Robert:No one's going to convict her.

The tribunal is paidpassengers,
First and Second.

We know them.

As long as you're prepared,sweetheart.

She'll be prepared.

But things happen
on the stand --

-LJ.
-Pay attention, honey.

Come on.

What do you think it's like
in The Drawers?

Oh, you don't have toworry about that.

By tonight,this will all be over

and you'll be back here
with us.

Dad.

Can I?

Not now, LJ.

I want to.

It's fine.

Look.

Okay. That's enough.

Spit it.

It's not a day
for your antics.

The only thing that should bein your mouth are these words --

"He forced me."

He didforce me.

You do know that, right?

We know, sweetheart.

We know.

Tristan, stare out the windowon your own time, please.

Sorry. I used to dream
I'd see the Amazon someday.

Well, there's nothing out therenow but frozen lump.

As soon as
everyone's gone,

I want you to set upfor the tribunal,

as per the usual
floor plan.

Yes, ma'am.

Service is over.

What's that?

What's this?

Clay: Enjoy. Compliments
of the Nightcar.

Mr. Sharma, wait.

My God. I...

Go and get Melanie.
Now.

That stunt was beneath you,
Audrey.

No, it really wasn't.

I'm sorry about Nikki.

I am.

But one suspect is dead,

and the other is standing trial
for murder.

What am I missing?

You know the trial
is a joke.

It's five miles uptrain,where a jury of First and Second

get to judge one of their ownfor killing three of us.

Us?

The Nightcar is supposed to
be Switzerland.

Why are you
politicizing it?

Third has the right
to petition Wilford

in labor disputesand matters of jurisprudence.

We wanta new tribunal drawn --

one representative
from each class

and a delegationto observe the trial.

For Christ's sake, Audrey.

You've grown callousdoing Wilford's bidding.

You used to tryto make a difference, too.

And I stood right here

when you shared your vision
of the Nightcar.

Wilford saw a brothel.

And you saw
a higher purpose.

And you persuaded him
I was right.

And I am asking you
to stay true to your vision.

You give us a place
to work through our grief,

and the train
depends on it!

And we depend on you,on your voice to Wilford's ear.

Recommend a new tribunal.

Or what?

Don't make me threaten you,Melanie.

Third touches every systemon this train.

We will be heard.

What has the long-termsuspension done to Nikki?

Klimpt: I can tell you
the physiological effects --

necrosis of adrenal tissue,
hepatic insufficiencies.

But her mental state?

I can't say whether she
would have improved or not.

There wasn't enough time
to detox her fully.

Jinju: Are we assuming
they're experiencing something

like Locked-in Syndrome?

Maybe.

We need to start
by reviving them much slower.

We have 400 drawers.

Someday we may have
400 Sleepers.

They can't re-emergetraumatized.

Tell Mr. Wilford
I'm trying.

Thank you.

You okay?

I hear Third are petitioning
for a spot on the tribunal.

Are you considering it?

LJ may actually get
what she deserves.

You areconsidering it.

A Thirdie
on the tribunal?

No, that's not gonna
be popular in First.

Equal representationwith First and Second.

That's the demand.

Are you guys insane?

The Folgers have a lot of powerin First.

They'll freak out.

You think we have
a class divide now?

This could blow
the whole thing up.

Can I borrow you
for a second?

Yeah.

Javi, can you
take the helm?

Sure.

We haven't done that
since the bees died.

I'm sensing
a bit of a pattern.

God, I wish I couldopen a frigging window.

You remember fresh air?

Mm?

You remember...

going for walks?

Rain.

I miss
the sound of rain.

I miss so many things.

Are you gonna do this?

Draw a new tribunal?

I just want to breathe.

Attention, passengers.

Mr. Wilford has accepted
a Third Class petition

to redraw the tribunal
for today's trial.

One name has been drawn randomlyfrom each class.

If your name is called,
please report immediately

to your Hospitality
representative.

From First Class,
our jurist is Edith Gusterfeld.

From Second Class,

primary teacher
Mary-Elizabeth Gillies.

And representing Third Class --

Papermaker Walter Flemming.

Again, Edith Gusterfeld,
Mary-Elizabeth Gillies,

and Walter Flemming...Let's go!

...please report
to Hospitality.

Oh!

Thank you.

Oh, we did it.

Back on Sanitation
in five minutes.

Come on.
Come on.

I want a break, too.

It's her.

Oh, thank God.
You made it.

What did you find out?

There's nothing solid,
but if he's not in the Tail...

The Last Australian: Okay.So where's she going?

I think I found someone
who might help.

Who?The janitors,
a guy named Terence.

Here, quick. I got this.
Pants.

Look. That Jackcan't tell us apart.

I'll be back beforethe next break, I promise.

-Yeah.
-Okay?

You just keep your head down,
alright?

-We'll watch your back.
-Okay.

-Okay, go through here.
-Good luck.

-Where am I going?
-The Market.

Look for the yellow butterfly.You'll see it.

Okay.
Thank you.

I hope you find him.

Mr. Flemming.

Mr. Wilford thanks you
for your service.

Yeah.

Please help yourself.

Not saying hello?

Ms. Gillies:
I'm Mary, the primary teacher.

I ought to thank you
for your craft.

The kids love
New Paper Day.
Oh.

Edith Gusterfeld,
Firstie.

But don't hold that
against me.

-Understood.
-I like your earrings.

Thank you, dear.

-Aww!
-Ms. Gusterfeld...

Doesn't Mr. Wilford
understand

that you can't
just change the rules?

I guess they'rehis rules to change.

He chose the will
of the people.

We don't have will.

We have order.

Edith: It's not every day
we get a chance

to mingle
with other classes.

Third Class delegates, if you
want to go to to the trial,

give me your names
and passenger numbers.

Well, congratulations.

You must be happy
now that you're bourgeoisie.

That depends. Are you gonnaextort addicts for sex today?

Come on, man.
My probation's over.

Okay, well, I'd like to stayfor Jinju's testimony,

you know,show her some support.

They're ready uptrain.

Well, better get going, then,
shouldn't we?

Osweiller:
Alright, dirtbags!

We're on the march!
Now, listen up!

Listen!
Right.

Now, you're gonna see
some things uptrain

that are unfamiliar to you,

things like hygiene
and self-respect.

You will hear people speaking
in complete sentences.

Now, don't punch them.
Don't punch their belongings.

Don't lick things.

Am I making myself clear?

Now, hands to yourself,
eyes forward,

and just remember who's carryingthe batons, okay?

Alright.
That's enough.

Okay, everyone,
in a line, please!

Mrs. Gusterfeldwill vote with First.

She'll get the teacher
on board.

Don't worry.

You don't see what's happening,
do you?

There's an idea traveling
uptrain, Robert.

It wants to live,
this idea.

It wants to set
the train ablaze,

and all it needs
is a spark.

All it needs is to wrapits thick fingers

around your daughter'sthroat

and choke her outfor the working man.

LJ: What's wrong?

Everything's fine,
darling.

You look beautiful.

Let's keep working
on your testimony.

Leave the rest to me,Lilah.

Josie: That psycho's Kill Cult
took another one.

Juntos, vamos con dios.

Hang on.

That psycho's Kill Cult
took another one.

-No, we are hungry.
-Not like this.

I can smell them cooking.

They're at the back now,
against the wall.

Goddamn cannibals.

Come on, Miles.
Up you go.

We'll be alright.We need your help.

Put a stop to them now.

Here you are.

Welcome to Third.

She reeks
of Sanitation.

So that's how
you got out.

Astrid wouldn't say.

Good.

We risked this for one reason --to find Layton.

He's not back
in the Tail?

They're saying he is,but, no, he isn't.

We think
he's in a drawer.

So, um...

the man comes forward,

solves the biggest crime
in train history.

Why would they put him
in a drawer?

Maybe he turned overthe wrong rock.

Or maybe he's dead.

Maybe he
pissed off Wilford

and, uh, got his head
stuck out a port, huh?

He's not the dying type.You met him.

Funny.

We were just talking
about The Drawers.

Can we get in?

Might not be
a bad day for it.

Security's lean
'cause of the trial.

Yeah, well...

What the hell?

Let's hit The Drawers.

Robert: We have no issue withthe good people of Third,

but if all they have to dois make a bit of noise

and suddenly we're rewriting theenshrined rules of the train,

then we all
have a problem.

With respect, Mr. Folger,
are you speaking

as a concerned citizen
or a scared daddy?

-Both.
-We all stand with the Folgers.

As they'd stand with us
if Third came for our children.

My job is to uphold the rules,
not to make them.

Mr. Wilford
locked himself away uptrain.

The man is out of touch.

He's got the skills
to keep us all alive.

What have you got?

I got $400 million
in early investor status

and a whole world of pain
when it comes to my survival.

Please don't
misunderstand us.

May Wilford run his enginefor as long as the track holds.

But day-to-day operations,
justice, resources, the Tail...

maybe these matters
would be better handled here,

where their effects
are felt.

And what about
Melanie Cavill?

She'd be the first to go.

So they're talking
about sedition.

Mm.

How did the commanderrespond?

Uh, well, he didn't agree
or -- or disagree.

He mostly just, uh,
stared at us coldly,

which, I won't lie,
is very effective.

Don't you need
to get to the trial?

I do.

We'll speed up thoserenovations for you,

and Mr. Wilford thanks youfor your service.

Robert: Honey.
It's time to go.

Make eye contact.
Hmm?

I know.

Be sincere.I know!

Trite tears are okay.Not trite tears.

Contrite tears.Well, I'll be crying them,not saying them,

so you can just
criticize me after.

-Come here, my Liliahs.

All rise.

Please settle.

As we are all aware,

tribunals are convened when
the Order of our Eternal Engine

is threatened by crime,
conspiracy, or negligence.

Lilah Folger Junior, you standaccused of two counts of murder.

Please be seated.

This tribunal
is now in session.

Roche: Once the accused
was apprehended,

the Brakemen conducted
a full and thorough search

of the Folgers' quarters.

There we found the most strikingevidence in the case.

Hidden in Lilah Junior's
jewelry box

were the particularly preserved

severed penises
of two male victims.

Dr. Pelton: Sean Wise was bound
and choked multiple times

with a thin ligature.

He was very much alive
when his genitals were...

chopped off.

It was nothing
you ever want to see.

He was staring back at me
through the cold,

limbless and...

...and dickless.

The whole time,
Erik's focus was Lilah Junior.

I was as much her hostage
as I was his.

That was what they wanted,
Erik and LJ,

to kill us all
in a nihilistic rage.

But the Eternal Engine
is still here.

Ruth: We will now hear from
Miss Audrey of the Nightcar,

speaking on behalf
of one of the victims.

I will tell
the whole truth.

Miss Audrey:
Her name was not "victim."

Her name was Nicolette Genêt --
Nikki.

She sang off-key,
and she was kind as a rule,

but few of you care up here.

To you, she's just some
dead girl from downtrain.

Well, you need to care about
the lives of Third,

because seven days a week,
three shifts a day,

we keep the bearings greased
and the cold at bay.

We draw straws
to have children,

and we die
from preventible accidents

and diseases
you get treatment for.

I haven't come
to this place easily.

When we left Chicago,

we needed Mr. Wilford's
iron order to survive,

but almost 19 revolutions
later...

seven years,
I know all of you,

and I know we need
to save our souls.

Find your compassion.

Send a message
to this entire train

that justice is not reserved
for the rich.

There can be justice for all,
for Nikki.

Her name was Nikki.

Ruth: Order!

Order!
Please!

We will take a brief recess,

and when we return,
we will hear from the accused.

Oh, Doctor,

can I swab the floor
for the prisoners?

No, it's okay.I want to get back to the trial.

Oh, yeah.
Poor girl.

Were you listening?

Sorry.

It's heartbreaking.

Thank you.
Yes, it really is.

Come on.
Come on.

Come on.

Hello, you poor buggers.

Which one's he in?

Figure it out.

Shit.

There's -- There's got to be
a list here somewhere.

Come on.
Quick.

What's that?Where are you going?

Sorry, Tailie.

You're robbing
the place.

Can you help me find him,please?

Don't take this
personally, huh?

And don't get caught.

No, wait, wait.

Got to go.

Shit!

Lilah.

Whatever you're doingbehind closed doors, don't.

Let me tell youa Folger family story.

When LJ was 7,she put out Robert's eye.

Lashed out with a fork andpunctured it all over his face.

And even as the jellywas running down his cheek,

he held her through the tantrum,
protecting her.

So you go ahead withyour Hospitality show trial

and prepare to sufferthe consequences.

Because you're messingwith my bloodline.

Excuse me.

Where are you, Layton?

Where are you?

I swear
to tell the truth.

I-I loved Erik Sotto.

Or at least
I think I did.

The -- The confusion,
the ache in my guts, the fear,

that is love, isn't it?

Erik told me it was.

Erik had a power over me,
and I --

He made me watch him
do terrible things.

And I-I can still hear those menbegging for it to end.

Uh, but Erik said
fear makes people honest.

I think that's true.

Sean Wise, just before he died,said that he was an informant...

...a spy for Mr. Wilford.

Shit.

Dios mío.

Sean said
that shadows and lies

were taking over our beautiful
train from tip to Tail,

from Ag-Sec to The Drawers.

"400 secrets that rock us
to the rails," he said,

but he would never spill them.

Mia?

Mia.
Oh, my God.

Can I say this part
to Mr. Wilford?

Yes,
he's following along.

I am so sorry for the part
that I played in this tragedy.

I was silent when
I should have spoken,

but Sean Wise gave his life
to save humanity

from the darkness that
almost swallowed me whole.

Oh, no.
No, no, no.

If the train
shows me mercy...

...I promise to do my part
for her, too.

That's all I can say.

All rise.

The tribunal will now break
to deliberate.

Layton.

What the hell
was that?

I don't know.

I mean...

Maybe Sean found out thatThe Drawers are experimental.

Maybe he told her
about the list.

Well, that changes the calculus,doesn't it?

This is all her fault.

From the beginning,I shouldn't even be here.

Shut up, Javier.

Do you have
another option?

No.

No, I don't.

I'm not sleeping with her,am I?

Layton?

Layton, I'm here.
Layton.

Layton, Layton, Layton.

Layton, I'm here.
Shh!

Oh, the sweet smellof Second Class corridors.

Your new bridal home, eh?

Come for dinner.

Second Class rations
get dessert every night.

What?

Osweiller.

-Layton.
-It's a Tailie!

Aah!

Till: Oz!
Oz, get off her!

You're Till, right?
Layton.

Why is he in here?His heartbeat's barely there.

He's supposed to be
in the Tail!

Layton.
Layton.

Layton, can you hear me?

Layton. Layton.
It's me. Layton.

Layton, Layton.

Layton.

We got toget out of here now.

Ruth: Order!

Quiet, please.

Lilah Folger Junior,

the tribunal will now
announce your verdict.

By unanimous decision,

we find
Lilah Folger Junior...

guilty on all counts.

Bennett:
There's no choice.

It's what she asked for
in the worst case.

She should've left it.

She should've
just left it alone.

Ruth: Order! Order!

Order, everyone!

We have a message
from Mr. Wilford.

In light of the young age
of the accused...

...Mr. Wilford commutes the
sentence of Lilah Folger Junior

and remands her to the custody
of her parents.

Thank God.
You're safe. Ohh.

Ruth: Please calm down!

Order! Order! Please!

Everyone remain calm!

Please remain calm!
This trial is over.

Please remain calm.

Alright.
As far as I go.

What?
No, I got to go.

Where are you going?Just -- I got to go.

Where is it?
Keep going.

She's down there.

Come on, Layton.

I've got you.
I've got you.

Josie.

Josie:
You need to hide him.

What's wrong with him?

They drawered him.

Shh! Shh!

Don't you give up on me now,okay?

I'll be back.
I'll be back.

I'll be back.

How'd you get out
of the Tail?

The Tail needs to trust you,
Zarah.

I'll look after him.

Come on.

Got to get you upstairs.

Before I release you
to your parents...

Mr. Wilford has asked me

to stress the importance
of discretion.

Oh. Oh, so don'tspillall of his Drawer secrets?

What did Sean Wise
tell you exactly?

That's between meand Mr. Wilford, isn't it?

He's taking an extraordinary
risk in helping you.

Third Class?

I thinkthey'll get over it.

I mean you, LJ.

I mean letting you
walk free.

Wilford looked out
for me, so...

I'll look out for him.

Can I go now?

-Daddy!
-Lilah.

It's over.

-You're safe.
-It's all over.

-What a nightmare.
-You're safe.

Robert: I love you.

Osweiller?

Shit.

Never again.

-Never again.
-Never again.

-Never again.
-Never again.

-Never again.
-Never again.

-Never again.
-Never again.