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On the eve of our 19th revolution,

the great Mr. Wilford came out of the cold.

It was the time of two engines,

the Tail no longer the Tail but a borderland.

A time of great gamesmanship and great trainsmanship,

of revolutions interrupted and fresh track on new terrain.

Javi, do you copy?

Javi? Shit.

If you can hear me, switch to backup radio.

I'm going to the connector.

Hope was our only seedling,

in the war of Big Alice, 40 cars long,

versus Snowpiercer, 994 cars strong.

Snowpiercer is dead in the water.

You will comply with Mr. Wilford's demands,

or we'll disconnect and leave you here to flounder.

Tell Mr. Wilford the people of Snowpiercer will never surrender.

Who are you?

I'm the guy whose backdoor you just kicked in.

I'm sure that we can all accommodate one another.

Mr. Layton means no disrespect.

We can discuss when we're moving.

That sounds reasonable, Alex. Your mother would agree, I'm sure.

How do we make that happen? Bring me everything on this list.

Beer?

- "Carrots, cucumbers." - We have to get all this?

You have about 12 minutes before it's too cold to move.

Hey!

- It's trifles. - We don't have a choice.

Hardlines are down and the subtrain.

We gotta do this by runner.

From the brewery, we need six bottles Railman's Ale.

On it! Make way!

From the library, somebody get a copy of Rebecca by Daphne du Maurier.

Ruth, you're with me. Roche, hold the line.

- Ag-Sec! - Here!

Till, go with. We need one bunch carrots, one cucumber, six eggs and a hen.

- A hen? - Yeah.

Javi, have you got comms with Mel?

- We're stopped. - I got that.

- Have you got comms with her? - No.

Wilford's got complete control of Snowpiercer.

She'll know. She'll know to go to backup.

Melanie, come in, this is the Engine.

Beautiful day out here.

Yeah, a balmy 118 below zero.

Let's get you back aboard.

I'm at the connector. The arms are locked in.

- Hey, Mel, you can't disconnect us. - I know.

We drained the banks too low, running from him,

to ever get moving on our own again.

You were right, Ben. I fell for it.

If I blow the uplink,

at least you get the helm and life systems back.

You've got a sticky charge, yeah?

Yeah. I only have one.

Hey, Mel, what's your suit temp?

You'll be going hypothermic now, Mel.

Yeah.

Mel?

- Minus ten. - Everybody, stay ready.

Keep your hands warm.

Something's happening.

It's just your train legs. We've never stopped before.

No. Listen. I hear something.

Hey, everyone, quiet a second.

- Shit! Someone's outside. - Do you think it's one of us?

I got a hunch it is. Whatever they're doing, I hope it works.

- Minus 12. - Tell those runners to hurry it up!

Go! Go.

Come on. Move!

Make way! Move!

Come on, let's go. Go.

I'm freezin'!

Make way. Oh!

- Make way. Oh, my God. - You're out of luck.

What do you expect? We've already treated 170 wounded.

Sorry, Snowpiercer ran out of morphine yesterday.

What? And what if Mr. Wilford is in distress back there?

First Class china, just hand it off to the next guy.

He's right outside.

He's really still alive?

The last item is a bottle of Mr. Wilford's favorite scotch.

This is just the beginning, Andre.

He's going to take everything we just fought for.

Tell me about it later. Out of the way!

Melanie, that's threshold. You know the signs.

You'll get confused, start losing your motor skills.

I'm fine.

She's doing it. She's got us a hand free.

Mel, you did it.

Let's get you aboard.

I'm not done yet.

Mel?

- Oh, my God. - What the hell happened to that guy?

Melanie! Melanie, come in. It's time to come home.

We got what we could. Now let's move.

What's missing?

There's no morphine, but we have aspirin.

We make our own, as he knows.

Look, it's 20 below zero here.

- Can we get moving? - It's 22.

I'm sure we can talk about this while the train is moving.

Mr. Wilford thanks you for your cooperation.

Alex, wait. Alex!

Yes!

Well, I suppose that's a good sign.

Ruth, he's got his foot on our neck.

You get it?

The majority of us just fought a war for democracy,

so you need to decide whose side you're on.

Melanie?

Melanie, are you aboard this train?

Melanie, get on the train.

Melanie, are you aboard? Come in.

Melanie, get on the train!

There's something here.

I think it's snowing.

She's losing it, man.

Melanie, listen to me. It's too cold to snow anymore.

Get aboard the train.

Melanie, stay with me.

Melanie.

Melanie!

- Ben, if you can hear me… - Yes.

…I'm boarding Big Alice.

Strip out of the suit for disinfection.

Ow. WINCES:

Very funny.

Kevin.

Fancy meeting you here.

You're new, though.

That's for leaving us to die.

I know the way.

How many Tailies we got left down here?

Only about half, I figure.

Some got berths already, but most are just camping out up-train.

Some of us don't want to leave.

Look, here's where I'm going with this. The Tail is not the Tail anymore.

It's a border, and you have to control a border.

Keep a strong force back here to hold the real estate.

Seven years we've been trying to get out of here,

and now the place is finally worth something.

Let's get organized.

We should build a second barricade here.

Yeah, good idea. Keep strengthening this area.

If he's prepared to stop the train, we have to assume he'll attack.

I would advise against assumptions, Mr. Layton.

If we don't talk to the passengers soon, I swear the track talk will eat us alive.

Hardcomm's back up.

Thank you, Ruth.

I will address the train after a council meeting

in the Nightcar, immediately.

This is where we bid you goodbye, Melanie.

Hey, Jupiter.

Hey.

Easy, girl.

She remembers you.

I was half hoping she would eat you.

Wow. Your train has dimmers.

You like her?

Old Alice has done everything we've asked of her and more.

Not exactly the plan, though, was it?

Come closer, come on.

Let's see what the years have done to you.

Who've you got up there driving my Engine,

while you're outside chopping firewood, hmm?

Is it Ben?

Name, rank and serial number.

- That's all you get. - Sorry. Too eager.

Never expected we'd come face to face so quickly, did you?

It's Ben, though, isn't it?

You've always had an eye for talent.

Why don't we talk about you?

How'd you do it? Come on.

How'd you drop in on us in Chicago like that?

I know you're dying to tell me. Yes!

Finally!

I love a good swashbuckler, don't you?

You've probably figured out some of it.

I got Alice to low idle,

managed to hunker down in her shed for a couple of months.

By the time you were on the other side of the world,

out of satellite view, we were outfitted.

I was always lurking, Melanie,

waiting for my moment to pounce.

Voilà!

And, uh…

You took a shortcut?

Yeah. You came over the old Rocky Mountain test track, didn't you?

I'll tell you everything…

- When you give me the keys. - Ah.

- I can't do that. - Oh, you will.

You may have cut my uplink,

but I can still drop anchor and grind you to a halt.

Snowpiercer won't survive more than 20 minutes if you disconnect.

It's ironic, isn't it, my protégé?

You run away from me all these years,

and all of a sudden, you just can't bear to be apart from me.

I want my train back, Melanie.

Actually, you still ran her until very recently.

What's that supposed to mean?

Means I found it easier to keep you alive.

I convinced people you were still in the Engine.

But I lost control.

She's not mine to surrender.

Then whose is she?

A Tailie's.

And what is a Tailie?

I won't give you anything, no matter what you do to me.

And I know you want me to suffer.

You can't hurt me anymore.

Not really.

Hello, Melanie.

Alex…

You…

You're alive.

- I'm distinctly underwhelmed. - Life's big moments are often like that.

Whatever he told you, it isn't true.

You stole a train and then you left me. What's not true about that?

No, I sent people for you.

For you…

For you and for Grandma and Grandpa.

But they never came back.

I was waiting for you.

But stealing the future from me was more important, wasn't it?

Alex, please, there's…

There's too much to say.

God, yes, change the subject.

Their society is a shambles up there, but Ag-Sec is working.

Oh, good. Poultry, eggs.

First Class Dining hasn't derailed off a cliff.

They were out of morphine, and I didn't see any Jackboots.

Must have been painful.

- You know what a Tailie is? - No.

But a man named Layton appears to be in charge,

along with, who I assume is, Lead Brakeman Roche

- and the blonde from Hospitality. - Hmm.

Never heard of a Mr. Layton.

Apparently, your mother's been impersonating me up there.

Do they miss me?

Well, Hospitality is still in uniform.

Ah.

Miss Audrey.

Still with us.

Hello.

- Is everyone getting along? - No. Take Melanie to the brig.

Yes, ma'am.

Look at me, honey.

Calmly now. Don't make it worse.

Please.

Yes, we have full engineering control,

but Big Alice is like an anchor controlling our speed.

The supply train that's built for a crew of what, 60?

Give or take. But there's no way for us to know how she's been retrofitted.

- What's her maximum crew size? Guess. - Guess? 200.

But probably less.

Our engineer is their prisoner.

The passengers are tired of war. Am I wrong?

She's clearly not wrong. Everyone's exhausted. We need to recover.

They haven't invaded, have they? So let's just have a cooling-off period.

Please, yes, open talks with him.

Melanie's probably back there right now,

working things out with Mr. Wilford and her daughter.

Mr. Wilford doesn't just want control of his train.

He wants control of all of you, body and soul.

That's right! We don't trust him.

We want to talk to him.

Hey, quiet down.

Quiet!

A 40-car parasite does not call the shots around here,

Snowpiercer does.

All right, we hold fast. Call it a cooling-off if you want to,

but we do not start talks until Wilford turns over Melanie.

You heard the man.

Our first priority, our responsibility,

is to keep Snowpiercer calm, fed and united.

The same as it ever was.

Let's get a force together. Quickly, quietly. Keep Ruth out of it.

No, we can't attack them.

We basically have no idea what's behind that door.

- What about Melanie? - Melanie is the reason we have to do this.

Okay, look, I know everyone's tired, but Wilford's got a plan.

We need to hit him before he hits us.

Look who it is.

Whoa, where are you going?

- Don't touch me. - Or what?

Just a warning, Mr. Layton. Your laundry's about to flap.

- You don't know what you're talking about. - Shit.

- That's enough. - You're not going anywhere.

Back up! Z-Wreck, Strong Boy, what's wrong with you?

She sold out Josie. She don't gotta pay for that?

- Melanie was threatening her. - She cracked.

- Now, Josie's dead. - I'm pregnant, all right?

Is that true?

Zarah?

Yes, it is.

A pregnancy on Snowpiercer.

It's hope.

Melanie was threatening our child.

Your child?

My goodness. This changes everything.

All right, you two, go on. Shove off!

- Leave the woman alone. - What?

Back to whatever hole you were sleeping in.

This ain't right.

Let me tell you something, Layton.

All this personal shit,

it ain't making your democracy any easier to believe in.

So you can't stay in the Chains.

Carrying your child, she might be a target.

I will find somewhere for you, up-train, away from all the ruckus.

Okay? Now, we really must address the passengers.

I'm on the side of Snowpiercer, Mr. Layton.

I work for the passengers, just like you.

Good.

Well, speak your truth.

That's how they seem to trust you.

Citizens of Snowpiercer.

It took us seven long years to cast off Wilford's class system.

And now, the man is back and latched onto the Tail.

We know he's willing to stop us cold,

but Brakemen and the rebel army have control of the new border.

Ruth Wardell and Hospitality will lead diplomatic initiatives.

Snowpiercer will use all means necessary to defend the liberties we've won.

But…

With everything we have sacrificed,

it is my great regret…

And my reluctant duty…

To put our democratic experiment on hold,

and to extend martial law until further notice.

That, my half-ass warrior friends, means trouble comes.

That will not be popular.

What choice does he have?

Tunnelmen fought for a vote. We should be writing a constitution.

Jakes.

I wish we were preparing for elections, too.

But there's a few more miles to go, and we're calling on your guild again.

Okay?

What's it like outside?

Don't get immediately weird, okay? I just have some questions.

Yeah, okay.

Um…

What's it like outside? Um…

It's chilly.

It's horrifying.

And it's, uh…

It's really sad to think about

everything that lived only a few years ago.

Nematodes will survive.

Yeah.

Yeah, nematodes will.

Are you frostbit?

A little bit. It's fine. It just broke the seal in my suit.

I remember less and less of it.

The old world.

That's a shame.

I'm sorry you couldn't spend more time in it.

The train is our world now. We can control this.

What?

What happened with Grandma and Grandpa?

They wouldn't leave with the men that you sent.

They wanted to die at home.

They said I should go, but I didn't want to leave them.

You know…

I sent you away to live with them for a reason.

Why, because you had a train to steal, so you didn't need a daughter anymore?

To keep you from him.

He's the one who saved me after you left me.

That's not why he saved you.

- What is this? It was in your suit. - It's a snow sample.

Well, why'd you take a snow sample?

Because I haven't been off Snowpiercer in seven years.

You are lying to me again.

Ruth, she can't be up here in First.

Why not? Come on, Zarah. How's it look?

I don't care how it looks. I care about the baby.

You are going to need a place, Mr. Layton.

A base of operations for day-to-day administration.

You can use this whole floor.

There are separate accommodations upstairs.

Pregnancy comes with privilege on Snowpiercer.

We don't know how to thank you, Ruth.

I don't know how you pulled this off.

Well, everyone's bending rules these days, aren't they, Mr. Layton?

What happened to the, uh… chic owners?

It was the Schwartz's car. They were in their eighties.

They took cyanide the morning the Tailie army took the train.

So it would be nice to let some joy back in, wouldn't it? Mmm?

With a little one running around.

Two security chips, your door keys.

You're welcome.

Turn around. Hands behind your back.

Oh.

- It is her. - Yes, it is.

The very one.

Not someone else with a bag on their head.

- Good job! - Good job, indeed!

Ms. Cavill herself.

And I remember you. You're the doctors…

Headwood.

Headwoods.

You retrofitted all this in here?

Come.

- You see? She's angling. - Digging already, isn't she?

- But we're on our toes. - Tippy-tiptoes!

Come. Sit.

Bloody cold outside.

- Jack Frost get a few nips in? - My shoulder.

Yes. A little bird told us you've been lung-nipped, too.

- Alex? - Ah.

Let's take a look.

Open.

Ah, ah, ah, ah.

Oh, okay.

There's a bit of business.

Lovely. Cryopathy?

Lovely. Cough, please.

Inhale.

Lucky for you, we've made several breakthroughs treating our crew.

Oh!

What is that?

We call it Goop. We just call it Goop.

Synthetic tissue gel.

Soothing to the touch.

Yes. By the time we're finished, you won't even have a scar.

Shh. Hey! Get down.

Hey, got any fresh food?

Depends. What you got?

Okay, who's got fruit?

Thank you.

We make trade.

We're speaking English, douchebag.

Then me have a succulent apple,

an organic Floridian orange and a gourmet tuber.

One… QP.

Amazing Alice.

Get back in line!

Everybody keep their mouths shut, and you'll all get a cut.

I finally made it to the actual Tail.

And, uh, it's true, it stinks.

Yeah, ain't what it used to be like.

Oi! Train Psycho and Brakeman Blowie. That's far enough right there.

We're just having a look. It's an open train.

It's martial law for you.

Oh, Mr. Wilford!

Whatever's beyond that door, it's equal opportunity, I think.

Mr. Wilford's coming.

- Mr. Wilford's coming! - Hey, LJ!

♪ Sailors fighting in the dance hall ♪

♪ Oh, man, look at those cavemen go ♪

♪ It's the freakiest show ♪

This way.

Herself has arrived.

Ah, Melanie.

♪ Wonder if he'll ever know ♪

Make yourself at home.

I'm just having a wallow.

Why isn't Alexandra eating with us?

♪ Is there life on Mars? ♪

Plenty of time, Melanie.

Plenty of time.

We've made the decision.

Layton, it's just so risky for Mel.

You wanna get Melanie back? This is how we change the terms.

I'll keep the line open.

Look, we're ready to go. But, first, they gotta open the door.

We don't know when that's gonna be.

I hate waiting on their move.

Hey, you smell that?

Who is smoking weed?

Pike.

Seven years without a blunt, brother.

And this is the kind.

All it cost us was a fricking potato.

You're going to lockup.

- Wait. Here. This is all of it, I swear. - No. Hey.

This is how we get the jump on them. Come on.

Move it.

You ready?

Yeah. Forty cars, I walk that ten times a day.

You're not ready. You're still half-Brakeman.

Scared shitless of what's on the other side of that door.

If you don't embrace extinction,

you're already dead.

Hey.

- You ready? - Yeah, I'm fine.

I got my gun on me. Okay?

Hey! Psst!

You got any other vintage drugs in there? Blow? Ether?

I got a mango.

It's perfect.

So soft.

Juice explosion, one might say.

- Peel it back and pop it in your mouth. - Well, Kevin? Want a mango?

It's like a rainbow… If he ever found out…

Hey, what's your name, friend?

My name's Pike.

- Anything you need. - Wait...

Grab the suit!

Second wave!

Crossbows!

♪ You want to know Will the sun keep glowin'? ♪

♪ Will the rain keep rainin' and the wind keep blowin'? ♪

Thank you, Sykes.

♪ Can a man change the minds of men? ♪

I essentially kidnapped a brewpub owner for this ale. Do you remember?

I remember.

♪ Come ride the train for tomorrow ♪

In Des Moines.

Tastes like his stuff.

- I'm not telling you who our brewer is. - Drat!

Engine.

Sir!

- Snowpiercer breached the door. - What?

- How the hell did they do that? - It's unclear, sir.

- Send in Bob. - Icy Bob or Oiler Bob?

Who do you think?

Go, go, go!

Fall back!

Come on.

Come on!

Let's go! Come on!

Get through!

He breached that car himself.

We got it to 70 below in seconds, and he didn't even feel it.

Yeah. Hey, I got this. Go get him.

No. Fall back. Go back.

How many injured? 20?

In an attack that I wasn't informed of.

It was a military decision under martial law.

- Don't take it personally. - How can I not take it personally?

You saw fit to inform the Engine but not Hospitality.

You got your arse handed to you.

We didn't lose any ground, and we got what we came for.

Friend of yours?

- Kevin? - Good God, Ruth. You people have gone mad.

Well, I can see how it looks that way, but...

This is a big mistake.

Wilford doesn't care if you die, if Ag-Sec dies.

He could restart everything.

Let's go.

Sit down.

The hostage is Kevin, sir.

The utter ignorance,

the insult to think that they could gain some kind of leverage with a hostage…

For you.

What can I say? They're new at this.

You stole my train! Used my name.

Well, you plastered it everywhere.

I built the world! It's the only one left and it's mine.

I run it! You?

You were fixing tractors on Daddy's farm.

I lifted you out of pig shit at 17.

I shared everything.

I gave you everything.

The solution.

- There's no solution… - Oh, for God's sake.

…until we can go back out there!

This is the world. A rolling steel artery on a dead marble.

Come on. You come with me.

You're an engineer.

Engineer,

bring Snowpiercer to a full stop.

- Full stop, gladly. - Alex.

Reverse.

He's dropped the anchor.

No. We can't stop. He'll disconnect.

I'm taking her back, Mel.

If you can't get this Layton to surrender my train,

Alex will disconnect,

and we'll take a short spin in reverse.

When we return, they'll all be dead.

And your job, for the next several years,

will be to compost every last one of them.

What's he doing? Come on!

No hard feelings!

Let's get moving!

Disconnect Snowpiercer,

reverse one-quarter speed.

- Don't do it. - Why?

- It's an order, Alex. - Because it's right.

Because that train is our future.

Oh, my God. Get me that whiskey.

Just get it done!

If you disconnect, all of those people will die.

A whole world… will die.

Believe me.

You don't want that on your conscience.

Disconnect. Now, Alex.

Come on now.

Alex…

It's all right.

Wrong choice, honey.

I can't disconnect.

- What have you done? - He overbuilt the connecting mechanism.

I said so at the time, remember?

I told you if something goes wrong with that central lock,

we won't be able to manually undo the grappling arms.

Holy shit. We're stuck together.

Yeah, we are, permanently.

So you better give Alex the order to get Snowpiercer moving again

or we'll all die in a few minutes.

Never.

It's kind of the only solution, really.

We'll have to find a way to work together.

- She got you, Dubs. - Shut up!

Really don't have a choice.

Wait…

For the order.

Oh, thank God. We're spared.

He spared us.

It's gonna be a long, cold war.