All language subtitles for mm SDH

[ Gunfire, Explosions ]

[ Man ]
All right now, get down.

Where's his papers?
They're all here.

Don't worry, Sergeant.
You'll find them all in order.

All right.
Get in there!

Is that necessary?
All I want is a nice,
dry prison cell.

Get moving!

[ Cannon Firing ]

Is the balloon
still there, Captain?

It's whipping around a bit,
but it's still waiting for us.

I need your blanket, Neb.

Captain?
Huh?

I think the kid is scared.

[ Cannon Firing ]

Well, aren't you?

You, uh— You want
a hand with that?

No, sir. I've got 'em
both almost through.

Captain, do you think that balloon
will fly in a big wind like this...

without busting open?

Well, that's not
the problem, Herbert.

The problem is
whether it'll fl y at all.

Captain?
[ Explosion ]

We've never seen more than
the top of it over the houses.

What if there's a whole
regiment guarding it?

Just have to fight
the whole regiment, Herbert.

[ Explosion ]

[ Door Unlocking ]

Hey, Captain.

The y're coming early.

- [ Clanking ]
- Are we going through with it?

[ Clanking ]
We got no choice.

[ Explosion ]

- ♪♪ [ Harmonica ]
- [ Footsteps Approaching ]

[ Footsteps Continue ]

[ Man ]
Ah, I see I shall have company.

How charming.
Won't you introduce me
to these gentlemen?

Come on, prisoner.
[ Screams ]

Take— Take their clothes.

Here.

Here are the keys.
Right. Nowyou both
know what to do.

Y-Yes, sir.
Come on, come on,
get out of here.

[ Explosion ]

Halt!

Hurry up!

Come on, come on!

[ Gunshot ]

Wait!

Wait! Wait!

Don't let me fall!

Lighten the basket!
We got to gain height!

You all right?

Hey, Captain!

All right, let's get
this rebel out of here.

That's a mighty
long drop, Captain.

You sure you know everything there is
to know about running this balloon?

Maybe this man could help us.

All right, tie him up.

Now that we're up here,
I suppose we should
introduce ourselves.

- Captain Cyrus Harding.
- Hey, Captain, look. Food!

This is Neb.
Union soldier.

I'm Herbert Brown,
Pennsylvania Infantry.

Watch it! Watch it!
Don't all crowd to one side!

Hey, I know
what uniform that is.

You're a Union
war correspondent.

Very observant, young man.

Gideon Spilett,
New York Herald.

- How much food in that box, Neb?
- Enough for five days, ma ybe.

Four, if Mr. Spilett
decides to sta y.

Well, that all depends, of course,
on where you're headed.

Wherever the wind
takes us, Mr. Spilett.

- [ Groans ]
- Looks like your other guest
is coming around.

You're m y prisoner.
What's your name and rank?

- Sergeant Pencroft.
- Regiment?

Conf ederate Army.
That's all you get out of me.

Now listen, soldier,
you ever seen a burial at sea?

Huh?
Well, you're
dressed f or one.

Onl y we're not over
the sea, we're over land,
and about a mile up.

It's a long way down, Sergeant.

What these warriors
are trying to tell you, Sergeant,

is if you know anything
about running this thing,
you can stay.

Otherwise... pfft!

I can work it.

You mean you can bring
this thing down anytime you like?

I can bring you down,
but not necessarily alive.

The wa y this wind is running,
we'd be smashed to a pulp
when we hit land.

You offering parole?
That's all, rebel.

All right, then.
Now hear m y terms.

This gale is blowing due west.

Now ma ybe we could come down
in your lines and maybe in mine.

Whichever it is,
nobod y is anybod y's prisoner
when we touch land.

You understand?
We all go our own wa y,
and we don't discuss politics.

Otherwise, Yankees—
[ Laughs ]

you can just let this gale
blow you to kingdom come.

All right, cut him loose.

Congratulations, Captain.

[ Harding Narrating ]
This wasjust the beginning.

We escaped, but only into
the clutches of the greatest
storm in American history.

Below us, when we could
still see through the patches
of angry clouds,

were smashed cities
and f orests torn out by their roots.

And finally, the Earth
disappeared from our view.

We were prisoners of the wind,
helpless in the storm's mighty grip.

And we wondered, how much longer
would we remain aloft?

Would we ever set f oot
on the Earth again?

Hey, Captain.
Westward, Neb.
Still westward.

Ah, it's been f our days.

Hey, looks like water.

[ Herbert ]
Could be a lake.

[ Spilett ]
Well, it's too big to be a river.

It's too big f or either.

Must be the ocean.

Pencroft, take us down.
We'll have a closer look.

It can't be the Pacific.

It can't be anything else.
You mean, we've been carried
clear across America?

It looks like it.
Hey, Captain.

Aren't we coming down awful f ast?

Pencroft, close the valve.

It's stuck!

We're gonna hit the water.
We'll all drown.

Can't you do something?

Get your hands offthat rope!
It's caught across the opening.

Someone's got to get up there!
I'm goin' up!

No! Lighten the balloon!
Chuck out the rest
ofthe sandbags.

Hurry, Captain! Hurry!

The valve, Captain!

Turn that valve, Captain!

Hold on!

No! Not that way!

No!

[ Yells ]

Thankyou, Pencroft.
I'm glad I decided
to let you stay.

Not you, Captain.
It's this valve baryou broke off.

[ Herbert ]
Hey, we're not dropping anymore.
No, I got it closed.

You closed it permanent.
We can't go down any more.

This was the only
control we had.

[ Thunderclap ]

[ Ripping ]

[ Air Hissing ]

Captain, the balloon.
It's tearing open.

[ Hissing Continues ]
Everything!
Throw out everything!

Throw out the food too?
Food, clothes,
everything goes!

We're still dropping,
Mr. Spilett.

I suppose you'll want us to volunteer
to go over the side next.

- [ Hissing Increases ]
- Listen! Listen!

[ Crashing ]
Sounds like waves
breaking on a shore.

- Land!
- Where?

Dead ahead. There!

[ Pencroft ]
We'll never stay up
long enough to get there.

Everybody up on the ring.
Cut the basket loose.

What for?
The man's right!
Come on, get up!

There might be enough gas
in the balloon to keep us
afloat on the water.

Come on!

Come on, come on!
Get up there!

I can't.

Now look, you climb
oryou drown, soldier!
Now get up there!

All right, start
letting go of these ropes!

Captain!

I'm swimming in.
You'd better not!

- That's the wa y I'm going!
- No!

Captain Harding!
Captain Harding!

Captain Harding!
It's me, Neb!

[ Squawking ]

You seen anything, Neb?

No. How about you?
Nothing.

We went about a mile beyond
where he dropped off.
Not a sign.

Maybe he's a little
f urther up that way, huh?
Not a hope.

He'd have to bejust about
the best swimmer in the world
to get up even this f ar.

It won't hurt us to try.
He's drowned.

You got no right to say that,
do you hear me?

Come on. Ma ybe Spilett's seen
something from the rocks.

Oysters, gentlemen?
How come you're not looking
f or the captain, Mr. Spilett?

'Cause I'm looking
for f ood instead.

Boy, did you ever see
oysters that size before?

It's almost supernatural,
isn't it?
Look at him.

He's interested in food
while the captain
is still missing.

Take it easy, Neb.
You won't find him—
not alive, anywa y.

[ Pencroft ]
I tell you he's drowned.

All right, Sergeant, help yourself .
There, get your health back.

What,just raw like that?
Sure. Wh y not?

No, thanks.
[ Chuckles ]

Come on, boy. Eat up.
Come on.

Hey, smoke!

Come on.

Captain Harding!

Captain, are you all right?
Yeah.

I knew you was alive, Captain.

Hey, didn't I tell you?
Didn't I tell you?

Neb. Herbert.

You're all safe. Good.

Good morning, Captain.
We missed you.

We would have f ound you sooner,
Captain, ifyou hadn't hidden out
in these rocks.

Hid out?
Didn't you bring me here?
No, sir. We sawyour fire.

I wasn't capable
of lighting a fire,
even if I'd had any matches.

And I hadn't.
None of us had either.

I don't remember anything
since I went under.
Obviousl y. Neb.

He needs some hot f ood.
Bring some ofthose coals...

and I'll cook up
a giant oyster stew.

Where do you think
this fire came from,
ifthe captain didn't light it?

Ofcourse he lit it somehow.
Hejust— Hejust don't
remember, that's all.

One giant oyster stew
special coming up.

Smells good.
It is, son.

Oh, don't touch that, Captain.
It's the seasoning.
What is it?

Seaweed.

Hey, Captain,
any idea where we are?
No.

That wind must have
taken us thousands of miles.

Fiji, maybe.
Or New Zealand.
Anywhere.

Anywhere.
On the other hand,
it could be nowhere.

Eh, Captain?

Gentlemen,
we're gonna climb that.

What for, Captain,
the exercise?

No, f or survival,
Mr. Spilett.

From up there, we might
be able to see where we are
and how we can escape.

Escape to where this time?

On the way, we'll hunt and forage.
We need meat and vegetables.

How will we kill the game?
You threw our only guns away.

Herbert?
Yes, sir?

You still got your knife?
Yes, sir.

Good. Then you and Neb
will be spear-makers.
Pencroft.

You'll be the vegetable-finder.

I'm in the Conf ederate Arm y,
not yours.

The arrangement was, once we landed,
I stopped being your prisoner.

The agreement was,
we'd go our own ways.

Now eitheryou come
my wa y under my command
oryou can f end for yourself.

All right.
I'll find vegetables.

Good.

Oh, and, uh, don't try and eat
any ofthe food you find...

until our cook's tasted it.

- And who is our cook?
- You are.

I'm a civilian.

I don't have to take orders from you,
whatever armyyou're in.

That's legally correct,
Mr. Spilett.

But, uh, I was under the impression
that you joined my command.

Joined? I was drafted.

Look, Captain,
why don't we turn this island
into a democracy...

and elect a leader,

one who won't keep escaping to places
which need escaping from.

Because all of us here
are still at war, Mr. Spilett,

and I just happen to be
the ranking officer.

Still at war?
All right, I'll cook.

I thought you would, Mr. Spilett.

I'm the butcher man.
I'll keep you busy.

[ Yells ]
Hey, take it easy!

[ Harding Narrating ]
The landscape everywhere was a mixture
of the strange and the beautiful—

volcanoes surrounded
by tropical palms and sandy beaches.

A riot of wonderful hues
and f antastic colors.

And except for that fire
we found on the first day,

there was no evidence that man
had ever set foot here bef ore.

We saw birds
and many overgrown plants,

as if patches of nature had gone wild.

It was a rugged trek upwards.

Our physical condition
caused us to tire readily.

And we were never sure
of our footing.

Then finally, we came to the shore...

of what must have been
the other side of the island.

So help me— whales!

Those aren't whales.
The y're geysers.

Now we know where
we can get a hot bath.

All right, gentlemen,
we'll make this our rendezvous.

Now, Mr. Spilett, I'll take Neb.
You take Pencroft and Herbert.

Take 'em where, Captain?
To hunt f or food. Neb.

Look, the animals will wait.
Let's take a swim.

Come on, Pencroft.

What—

[ Growls ]

[ Yelling ]

[ Yelling ]
Captain!

Captain!
[ Yelling ]

[ Yelling ]

Come down here!
[ Yelling ]

[ Shouts ]

Don't let him get away!
Pencroft, the rope!
Come on! Come on!

[ Yelling ]
Come on!

Pencroft, that rope!

All right. Get him.

Here, get ahold ofthis!

Come on. Pull!

Pull!

That's it.

Don't let him get away!
[ Grunting ]

Hang on, Pencroft!
Try and turn it over
on its back.

Look after him, Spilett.
Try and tip it over the edge.

Heave!

♪♪ [ Harmonica ]

That's the best crab
I ever cooked.

We'd be more impressed,
Mr. Spilett,

ifyou'd put it in the pot
by yourself.

♪ Ahh ♪

Whoo-hoo!
♪♪ [ Harmonica ]

That's a mighty big crab.

Captain, how do you suppose
it ever got that big?
I'd like to know m yself .

From eating those
giant oysters, obviously.

I guess I didn't
help you much with it.
You did all right, son.

No, I was scared.

It was the same with
getting into the balloon.

I couldn't move
till I was shot at.

One shot and my mind
was made up too.

You don't understand.
I ran awa y from a battle.

I've been running ever since.
I got caught running away.

Son—
[ Chuckles ]

your whole Union Army's
been running f rom mine
for the last three years.

Now we're running away from you.
You needn't f eel special about it.

All right.
We want to reach that
crater bef ore nightf all.

[ Pencroft ]
Just once more around
the top, Captain.

Not too far.
[ Herbert ]
Too far for me.

[ Panting ]
Oh, for the energy ofyouth.

All right, let's try a shortcut.

Give me the rope.
You gonna lasso that, Captain?

Mr. Harding,
permit me.

With pleasure, Mr. Spilett.

Don't you thinkyou ought
to stick to newspaperwriting,
Mr. Spilett?

Hey!
[ Laughing ]

Ooh! Surprised you're so handy
with a rope, Mr. Spilett.

Now you just watch
a good balloonist climb one.

Uh-uh. You just watch
a gentleman.

[ Laughing ]
Hey.

Hey, he's doing it.

[ Bleating ]
Good morning.
Good morning!

- Hey, look what we got
up here— giant mice.
- [ All Laughing ]

[ Bleating ]
[ Herbert ]
Hey, there's some more!

Come on, Spilett.
We're gonna try
and catch some goats.

Get up there!
Get up there!

Hey! He y! Yaah!
[ Shouting ]

[ Bleats ]
Hey, we can build a corral
for these and keep them.

Yeah. There's nothing like
cheese made from goat's milk.

Hey, would you
like that, Captain?
Very nice, Neb.

Hey, Captain, can you
see anything over there?

This is an island, all right.
Nothing but water all around.

Hardly more than a volcano
pushed its way up
out ofthe sea.

Harding! Harding!
What?

Look! Out there!

[ Spilett ]
It's a small boat! It must be!

Seems to be only drifting.
Maybe we can use it
to get awa y.

She's beautiful.

Better than that.
She's alive.

How about this one, Captain?
Yeah. She's alive too.

Well, here's one that isn't.

Thankyou.

I'm sorry.
Thankyou.

Will you have some
of my soup, madam?
No, thank you.

- Are you English?
- No, ma'am.

We're not English,
we're Americans.
Oh.

It's made of shellfish.
A kind of French bouillabaisse.

There's onl y one kind
of bouillabaisse. No.

Auntie,
you must have something.
Leave me alone, child.

- Are you in charge?
- Yes, ma'am.

I take it that
we're not in Marseilles,

in spite of
what the gentleman
offered us to eat.

No, ma'am.
We're somewhere in the Pacific.

On an island, to be exact.

But surelyyou
weren't on our ship.

We came by balloon.

I beg your pardon?

I said we came by-
Please don't talk nonsense.
I shall address myselfto you.

But he's right, ma'am.
We were held in
a Conf ederate prison...

and escaped in one
oftheir observation balloons.

Yes. Yes, I'm quite sure of it.
But we can't possibly stay here.

How soon ma y we leave?

Uh, well, I-I'm not
quite sure, ma'am.

Oh, m y name.
My name is Lady Mary Fairchild.

And this is
my niece, Elena.
Ma'am.

My name is Cyrus Harding,
Captain ofthe United States
Arm y Engineers.

I take it
you've met these others?

But— But where's the sailor
who was on our boat?

I'm sorry to have to tell you,
ma'am, that's he's dead.

I see now.

Then how soon do you
propose to leave?

Just as soon
as we build a boat.
I hope it will be soon.

Oh. We were traveling home
from Valparaiso.

My brother, who is Elena's f ather,
is British Consul in Chili.

He didn't want her
to make this vo yage,

but I promised him
she would be safe.

How- How are you, my dear?

I'm much better,
thank you, Auntie.

But I think we're both
a little tired, don't you?
Y-Yes.

Yes, of course.
So if you will excuse us,
gentlemen.

All right, gentlemen.

Gentlemen!
We'll sleep out here.

Each of us will take
a two-hourwatch on guard.

I'll stand first.
Neb, you next.
Yes, sir.

Tomorrow, we'll find
timber f or the boat.

One of us will stay here
with the women.
I'll stay.

I thought you'd
volunteer f or that.

Neb, you'll stay.
Yes, sir.

This is magnificent country.

A man could write
an inspired novel
in a place like this.

Yeah. Yeah, that looks like
a good stand of timber
up there.

A suppl y of fresh water
down here.

Pencroft, fill the cask.
Now, look, I'm not—

Yes, sir.

Maybe we ought to
move over to this side of
the island permanently, Captain.

You read m y mind,
Herbert.

I think we ought to
take a look down here
on the beach first.

See if there's a good place
where we can build
and launch the boat.

How do you expect
to cut down trees this size
with a stone ax?

By putting our backs
into it, Mr. Spilett.

[ Herbert ]
What a spooky place this is.

Looks like someone
hung down ropes.
No, those are vine creepers.

The y might have been
hung there all the same,
to climb up.

Who'd want
to climb up there?

Who saved the captain?
Who built his fire?

Maybe it grew there naturally.
Vines don't grow
out ofsolid rock.

Feels strong enough
to take a man's weight.

You stay down here.
I'll take a look.

[ Chittering ]

[ Fluid Sloshing ]

[ Harding ]
'ʻAnd so I have decided
that a life such as this...

'ʻis no longer worth living.

'ʻI therefore bequeath
all my worldly possessions...

'ʻto whosoever shall
discover my remains.

"A curse upon the brigands
who abandoned me here
to suffer and to die.

"Signed, Thomas Ayrton,

August 1 3, 1 862."

I'd trade all
his worldl y possessions
for one good ax.

- I wonderwhy he never drank this up.
- Probably was a teetotaler.

Well, it tastes, uh—
It smells mighty good.

Ifyou're still looking
for a story to write,

there's a great one
in that diary f or you,
Mr. Spilett.

You know, Herbert,
you're right.

Thomas Ayrton, honest seaman,
falls in with a gang ofcutthroat pirates...

and is cast away by them
on this mysterious island.

With his tongue cut out,
so he can no longer
reveal their secrets.

Alone, he degenerates
into animal savagery.

And finall y, disgusted
with his bestiality,

insane with hunger
for the human company-

Oh,just a minute now,
Mr. Spilett.

Isn't all thatjust
a little, uh, flowery?

Well, that's what the reading public
wants today, Mr. Harding.

He hangs himself from the rafters
ofa prehistoric cave.

The death of an ex-pirate.

- Yo-ho-ho and a bottle of rum.
- What's wrong with you?

Up theJoll y Roger!

♪ Fifteen men
on a dead man's chest ♪♪

He's been swizzlin' this stuff.

This is our place,
and everythin' in it.

[ Fluid Sloshing ]
Says so in his diary.

[ Pencroft Laughing ]

Ah, that's quite true,
Pencroft.

This is ideal.

Perfect shelter,
perfect safety.

And a fine place from
which to carry out our
boat building operations.

And, if I ma y say so,
gentlemen,

solid as a rock.

[ Harding Narrating ]
We called our new place
'ʻThe Granite House."

But our proudest achievement
was the construction
of a homemade elevator.

A real engineering feat.

It made it easier for us to bring in
whatever provisions we could find.

We attempted to equip the place
with as many modern conveniences
as we knew how.

The women added a f ew
welcome feminine touches...

which turned the cave into a home,

while we went off
to tend to the otherwork.

There was timber to cut
for the boat which had to be built.

None of it was easy.

We lived like primitive men,
using primitive implements.

But ingenuity and hard work
were our most valuable tools...

in our struggle to survive.

One tree down, but it took us days.

And whateverwe did accomplish,
we still lacked many things
that would make life bearable.

But then, one afternoon,
Neb found something
at the water's edge.

[ Pencroft ]
Hey, Captain, these knots
are tied sailor fashion.

- Hey!
- Look there!

Captain, rifles.
Breach loaders.
And ammunition.

[ Neb ]
Hey, Captain, what's in this box?

It's a compass. Charts.

Uh?
And a sextant. We'll be able
to find out where we are.

There are hammers,
saws, nails.

Hey, ladies, look at this.
Plenty of pots and pans.
[ Laughs ]

Also a looking glass.
And hairpins.
Ohh!

Hey, a telescope.
Man, there's nothing
this chest ain't got.

Whoever packed this
certainly knew what we needed.

And exactly
what we ought to read.

The Lif e and Adventures
of Robinson Crusoe.

Sorry.
It's mighty nice of you
to do this for me, Elena.

I intend to do it f or all of you.
It's part of myjob.

Captain Harding's orders.

Front, please.

Mr. Spilett.

Thankyou.
A few of the comforts
ofcivilization...

make life quite bearable,
don't they?

That depends on how many
comf orts one's been used to.

Well, I'd sayyou'd never
done yourself badly, ma'am.
Why should I?

But don't let that mislead you.
I'm the best shot in the county,

and I think I could
outride you at any time,
Mr. Spilett.

Probably outdrinkyou
as well.

That's something
we must put to the test
at a later date, ma'am.

At the moment,
m y main comf ort
is your presence.

I'm not in much ofa hurry
to leave this island now.

Well, I'm delighted to have
met you, Mr. Spilett.

I'd be even more delighted
if I knew where we were.

Well, have you finished
your calculations, Captain?

Yes, ma'am. We're here.

Thirty-six degrees south,
1 53 degrees west.

How interesting.

Now I shall be able
to say to my friends,
"Do you know Mr. Spilett?

'ʻWe ran into each other
36 degrees south,
1 50 degrees west.

So much more intriguing
than the usual places."

And the closest large
bod y of land is New Zealand.

New Zealand!
How convenient.

I have a cousin twice removed.
He serves in the Colonial Office there.

Really?
Well, in that case, ma'am,

you'll be delighted to know
that you're only...

1 ,800—

and 73 miles away from him.

You work too hard, Captain.
Harder than any of us.

Don't you ever think
ofanything else?

I will, ma'am,
as soon as we get
offthis island.

Oh, Lady Mary, uh,
do you think that that sea chest...

could have come
from your shipwreck?

I don't think so.

Nobody had any time
to pack anything.

Hey, Captain,
you seen this lettering?

N-A-U— Nautilus!

Here, let me see that.

You're right.
It must be from
the Nautilus.

You mean
the submarine?
Captain Nemo's ship.

What a story that was.
You remember, Lady Mary?

No, I'm afraid I don't.
Possibl y it was during
the hunting season.

Well, it made the headlines
in New York and London for weeks.

This Nemo with his... submarine,
did you call it?

Was he a man ofsome notoriety?

He was a monster, madam.
A devil.

What do you mean
he was a devil?
He was a genius.

Any man who could live
underwater like a fish—

Under what?
Underwater, ma'am.

This submarine was powered
with some incredible method
he'd invented himself.

Nothing on the surface
could escape from it.

Precisely, Mr. Spilett.
And he used it to destroy
ships without warning.

Only warships, Captain.
He had a kink about war, Lad y Mary.

A very sensible kink.
He hated it.

Captain, what language is this?

It's Latin.
'ʻMihi Libertas necessest."

"I must have liberty."

[ Snapping ]

Did he find it, Mr. Spilett?

His submarine was reported
lost offthe coast of Mexico
about eight years ago, with all hands.

Then this chest has been floating
in the sea for eight years.

Do you reall y believe it has,
Captain?

[ Bleating ]

I'm tired.

At your age? Ridiculous.

I'm tired ofworking.
What do you want, a servant?

So do I. If you find one,
send her to me.

The next,
you can keep foryourself.

But, in the meantime,
we'll go on working
like the others.

Mr. Spilett thinks
we've been overworked too.
He's gone fishing.

He has?

Well, better hope that
Captain Harding doesn't find out.

[ Sighs ]

Mary, run! Run!

[ Screeching ]

- [ Squawks ]
- [ Screams ]

[ Squawking ]

[ Bleating ]
[ Screaming ]

Hey, Neb, hold it.

[ Squawks ]

[ Screaming ]
[ Squawks ]

[ Screaming ]

[ Screams ]

Come on, Pencroft!
I'll get him!

No, wait! Not here!
You'll hit Herbert.

[ Gunshot, Faint ]

You all right?

I wonder how many minutes
it would take to cook
in a slow oven.

Boy, it cuts like butter.
It tastes
delicious too!

Yeah. I guess yesterday
this bird would have said
the same thing about you.

[ All Laughing ]
Ow!

What's the matter?

It might not have
swallowed you, Mr. Spilett,
but it sure enough ate rocks.

That doesn't
look like a rock.
It isn't. That's a bullet.

Here, none of us
fired a shot at the bird.

No. I tried,
but the gun jammed.

Well, this is what killed it
all the same.

We'd have heard a shot,
wouldn't we?
Not necessarily.

Might've happened when
the bird crashed through
the fence.

I might have figured
it wasn't my knife.

Just didn't feel right
the wa y the bird fell under me.

You risked your life for me, Herbert.
And I'll never forget that.

Yes. That's right, Herbert.

Had it not been foryou,
Mr. Spilett would still be
on the inside cutting out,

instead ofon the outside
cutting in, huh?
[ All Laughing ]

Lady Mary turned out
to be quite handy
with a needle and thread.

She was able to make goatskins
into clothing for the men...

and fashioned a trim garment
for Elena.

I don't know how I let you
talk me into it.

Everyone's going to say
it's far too short.

Herbert won't.
No, he certainly won't.

Come here.

I've, uh—
I've decided to marry him.

Oh, and what has he decided?

Well, don't sound so surprised.
After all, m y mother
was already married by my age.

That was on the Continent.

But don't you realize, Auntie,
we'll never get offthis island?

Then you have
time to wait.

But Herbert
doesn't want to wait.
Doesn't he?

And neither do I.
Well, I'm afraid you'll have to.

Now, go off
and tend to your goats.

[ Bleating ]

I'm going to ask
Captain Harding to marry us.

That'd be wonderful
if he were onl y a minister.
But he's not.

Well, he's a captain.
And captains can marry people at sea.

He's a land captain,
not a sea captain.

Well, we're on land,
aren't we?

Herbert?

What's the matter?
I don't know.
It looks like honey.

It is honey.
Did you ever visit a beehive?

It's a honeycomb.
It can't be. It's too big.

It can't be anything else.

Come on. Let's go get
some seashells and we'll take
some back for the others.

[ Loud Buzzing ]

Come on.

Get in the honeycomb.

What's it doing?
I don't know.

It's sealing us in.

Hey, Captain! A sail, a sail!

[ Pencroft ]
We're gonna be saved!
We're gonna be saved!

- The y're right. Look.
- Hey, Captain, shall we
light the signal fires now?

- [ Spilett ]
Yeah. Come on!
- Hold it.

We'll take a look at it
through the telescope first.

What's the matter, Captain?
Don't you wanna be saved?

It's coming this wa y,
whatever we do.

Let's go.
Stop!

Now, come on.
Get up to Granite House.

Wait a minute.
Hand me some more.

What for?

From the sea chest, remember?
I took these out.

Move back.

It's heavily armed.

And it's fl ying the skull
and crossbones.

Do you think it's
the same pirates Ayrton
wrote about in his diary?

If it is, it's the same ones
who cut out his tongue
and left him here to die.

We wouldn't get much mercy
from them ifthey find us.

Now you two get down on the beach
and camouflage the boat.

When you come back here,
get this inside and out ofsight.

Spilett, stack the ammunition.

Elena's out there with Herbert.
We must go and find them.

Now don't worry, ma'am.
The boy's a soldier.

If he sees a gang ofcutthroats
armed like that, he'll know enough
to take cover.

Now, we're going to
load and stack the rifles.

- [ Cries Out ]
- Elena!

[ Cries Out ]

Elena, are you all right?

What is it?

Some kind ofship.

I've never seen
anything like it before.
Come on. Let's get on it.

Hello?
[ Voice Echoing ]

[ Ticking Sound ]

Is anybody there?
[ Echoes ]

Come on.

[ Ticking Continues ]

Hello? Anybody there?

Let's take a look.
No, we better not.

Come on.

But, Herbert, didn't Mr. Spilett
say the Nautilus was sunk...

eight years ago
offthe coast of Mexico?
Yeah, he did.

Then what is it doing here?
I don't know.

[ Cracks Knuckles ]

♪♪ [ Organ ]
Herbert! Don't!

Let's get out of here.

How do we get out?

- Over there.
- That wasn't there before.

Maybe the tide came out
or something. Come on,
let's swim for it.

Neb!

[ Harding ]
How man y are there?
Onl y three.

They're taking out casks.

They must be going forwater.

We can take 'em, Captain.
What, and bring all
the rest ofthem ashore?

No, thanks. We'll sit
this one out quietly.

What are they doing now?
They're going
towards the boat.

Do you think
they'll find it?
I don't know.

- Lady Mary, another rifle.
- Yes, sir.

[ Speaking In Native Tongue ]

[ Native Tongue ]

[ Cannon Firing ]

[ All Cheering ]

Hey, Captain, look!
It's sinking.

[ Spilett ]
What do you suppose happened?
I don't know.

Something must have
blown up on her.

Come on.
We better get back fast.

[ Gasps ]

Run, Elena.

Put that down.

All right, we'll split up.
Spilett, you take the west side.
Neb, you go inland.

Very well, soldier.
Hang on to it
if it gives you comfort.

Just don't throw it.

How do you do, Captain Harding?
I'm Captain Nemo.

Nemo?

How did you know m y name?
Did you tell him?

It wasn't necessary.
I've known about you all
for months now.

From the day
I carried you ashore.

You were the one
who built the fire.

The man who fired
the mystery bullet.

Someone had to
kill that bird.

Her ladyship's, uh,
gun jammed.

Dojoin us, Lady Mary.
I'm not quite the ogre I appear.

Do you usually
dress up like that
to frighten young ladies?

No, not to frighten young ladies-
to breathe underwater.

You see, I do much
of my work out there.

So we've heard.
Like sinking ships
and drowning innocent men.

Surely, you don't object
to my having placed
an explosive charge...

to that pirate ship
to drown them, do you?

You see, Harding?
I told you he was a genius
and not a devil.

Listen, Captain Nemo,
I'm from The New York Herald.

I reported your story
eight years ago.
I know you.

I've read some of
your dispatches. You specialize
in war news, don't you?

You supply the ink,
the soldiers supply the blood.

I bet that was his place
we just came from.

Yes.

There's a big iron ship
in a flooded grotto.
Elena and I were just aboard.

- The Nautilus, here?
- What's left of it.

Well, that's wonderful.
That means we can get off-
No, you can't.

Ifyou're hoping
to use my vessel
to leave this island,

don't, because she can
never take to sea again.

Why have you sta yed hidden
from us all this time?

Because contact
with m y own species
has always disappointed me.

Solitude gives me
freedom of mind...

and independence ofaction.

Wh y have you picked
this particular time
to interrupt this solitude?

I'll tell you.

'Cause your behavior,
gentlemen and ladies,

in a struggle for survival
has been quite admirable.

Now I'm satisfied that
I can use your resourcefulness.

You see, that volcano
is on the verge oferuption.

A catastrophe of nature
will soon turn this island
into cinders.

In short, Captain Harding,
I need your help,
as much as you need mine.

Onlyyou don't have much choice
ifyou want to live.

Now, you listen to me.
We're not going to do anything
because ofyour threats.

We have every intention
ofgoing on living.

If, however, you care
to share the boat we're building,
I think that might be arranged.

Thankyou.
But it wouldn't be
finished in time.

Also, it would be
too small for my- my needs.

Fortunately, the ship that
will carry us all into safety
is already waiting for us...

out there.

My last bottle.

Another pressing reason
for moving out soon.

Captain Nemo, ifwe ever do
get offthis island,

I'd like to write
your life story.

Yes. Whatever does
a man do on an island
like this for eight years?

Depends on the man.
I did what I've always done—

devoted m y strength to destroying
the concept ofwarfare.

Your profession,
Captain Harding.

Well, considering the ships and crews
that you've sunk without mercy,

you can't disturb
my conscience.

Can't I?
[ Chuckles ]

What I did
was in the name of peace.

Yourwar- like all wars—

glories in devastation
and death.

No, my war will set men free.

That's a struggle that belongs
to all men, don't you think?

Just how have you
been able to carry out
your crusade, Captain,

without the Nautilus
in operation?

A good question,
Mr. War Correspondent.

It'll please Captain Harding to know
it did not entail the sinking ofwarships.

So, instead, I've been
conducting experiments
in horticultural physics.

Horti-what?

Experiments that will
guarantee mankind...

an inexhaustible food supply.

[ Chuckles ]
Yes. Surelyyou've seen the results.

- Hey, that crab!
- And the honeycomb.

The giant oysters
you devoured.

The bird that
almost devoured you.

You see, with the Nautilus,
I was merel y attacking
the weapons of war.

But now,
I've conquered the causes:

famine
and economic competition.

Imagine wheat growing 40-feet high.
And sheep the size ofcattle.

When I've delivered my designs
and apparatus to the world,

m y work will be over.

So that's what you meant when
you said the boat we're building
wouldn't be big enough.

- That is right.
- Now, look.

You said that volcano
was due to erupt
in the next few days.

We got time
tojust sit and talk?

Not really.
But I should like to
ifyou don't mind.

You see, I want to
make it clear to you all...

that there is more
than just saving our lives
which interests me.

I must take the results of
m y work back to civilization.

Now, to do this, I realized
I needed a ship of size,
like that pirate vessel.

And that's whyyou
sent it to the bottom?

How would you dispose
ofa crew of violent men
in one stroke?

Do you actually believe
you can refloat a ship of that size?

I planted that charge
to damage her only
in one small section.

I have the necessary equipment
to raise her.

And you all
will supply the manpower.

To your very good health.
You will need it.

Well, Captain Harding,
aren't you ready
to dance with the devil now?

Show me the pumps and the power
to raise that ship,

and then you'll have
seven new waltz partners.

Very well.

Have a look.

[ Whirring ]

This bottle, like a ship, floats
because it is filled with air.

Now make a hole in either-
as I did in that pirate vessel—

the air is displaced by water,

and the bottle, like the ship,
sinks to the bottom.

Therefore, when we've set a patch
over the damaged section of the hull,

we can pipe air into it
through a pipeline...

which we construct
from bamboo.

Now, the pressurized air
entering here drives the water
out ofthe hold,

which becomes afloat,

and as it does so
the ship will rise to the surface.

Now, f abricating the patch,
bolting it into place,

making sure that all sections
ofthe hull are airtight,
including the hatchways,

are thejobs you will
have to do underwater.

I'll train you
and equip you for it.

Theoretically, it should work.
Theoretically,
we'll be dead if it doesn't.

Although Captain Nemo was confident,
I was extremely doubtful.

Nevertheless, under his direction,
we cut bamboo for the pipeline.

Nemo told us where
there were rubber trees.

The women gathered the sap
to seal the pipe connections.

And we laboriously manufactured
a large, wooden patch,

according to Nemo's specifications.

We were to use it to repair
the hull ofthe damaged pirate ship.

Even Spilett worked hard
on the raft we would need.

Lady Mary and Elena arduously
applied the sealing substance,

joining the lengths of bamboo,
which had to be stretched
from the Nautilus's engine room,

through tortuous rocky areas,
to the water's edge and beyond.

Then Nemo gave us underwater gear
he kept aboard his submarine.

Breathing apparatus had been fabricated
out of giant seashells.

We had to learn how to walk
with lead-weighted shoes
on the seabed...

and to withstand the pressures
of the water's depth.

Nemo then showed us
the incredible electric gun
he had invented...

for protection against
the dangers of the deep.

While learning to breathe
and walk on the sea floor,

Nemo showed us the remains
of an ancient city in a f orgotten civilization.

We could see that once before,
a volcano had erupted,

decreeing the death
of all who are now entombed
in this weird, sunken citadel.

Herbert,
these aren't finished here.

Well, we ought to
be able to fit the patch
tomorrow morning.

Is that it?
Is it starting now?

I was wrong.
There won't be enough time.

Man, look at it.
It's terrifying.

We've lost the race.

Still, there is always
a small chance it will subside.

I suggest we take cover
in the Nautilus... and hope.

When the lava comes
we'll just be trapped here,
won't we?

Yeah, well,
how soon will that be?

Will it really help
to know?

Two hours.
Two hours, then.

Aren't we able to do anything
to save ourselves?

There's nothing
that can be done.

Is this the infinitely
resourceful genius
you told me about?

A man who says let yourself
be trapped and die
without even lifting a finger!

I don't believe
nothing can be done.
I don't believe it.

Lady Mary, I'm a realist.

Captain Harding,
is he right?

Have we worked so hard
and gone through all this
to be told there's no hope?

He's like you, a man of faith,
not of reason.

[ Hissing ]

Captain.

Captain, come here, please.

I got an idea.

Herbert. Now look. Look.

Say this is the envelope
ofthe balloon
that brought us here.

It would onl y take
about a half hour to repair.

Now then, we attach it
to the bamboo pipeline,

then we place it
inside the hull
ofthe sunken ship.

It would take maybe, what,
another hour.

Then with the pumps ofthe Nautilus,
we force air into the balloon cloth,

which becomes a huge air bubble
and floats to the surface,
bringing the ship with it.

Now it must work.

Just possible, if the fabric
will hold the pressure.

Well, if there's a chance,
we've got to try.

B y heaven, it is a chance.

Captain Harding,
get the underwater equipment.

And you better
take the women with you.

I'll sta y to operate the pump
and to assemble my equipment.

When this needle zeros,
I'll know the ship is afloat.

Right,
we'll be back f oryou.

Pencroft!

Neb, signal Nemo,
or none of us will get out of here.

[ Machine Whirring ]

The air's coming through, Captain.
Can you hear it?

She's up!
We've done it, Captain!

[ Cheering ]
All right. Come on. We've got
to get the women on board...

and get back for Nemo!

[ Harding ] We deeply regretted
we could not save the life
of the man who'd saved ours.

A man who'd dedicated himself
to ending strif e among men.

And when we returned
to civilization,

we all pledged ourselves
to working f or a peaceful
and bountiful world,

as Captain Nemo would have it.