All language subtitles for Snowpiercer 2x06 - Many Miles from Snowpiercer (English)

This cold isn't something we can tame.

We did this to our climate.

Now only the Earth herself
can restart her warm heart.

I believe we can find her pulse again.

And my biggest fear...

isn't dying out here.

It's that the cold-hearted
among us will crush that hope

before I can prove it.

All right, all right.

Breslauer Research Station.

The temperature

is minus 122.6 Celcius.

I'm 11,000 feet above sea level,

dangling from a thin umbilical.

Many miles from Snowpiercer...

1,034 cars long.

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There you are.

Okay.

Mommy? Are you there?

There's a monster under my bed.

Mommy.

Where are you? Mommy?

Mommy, there's a monster.

Mom?

All right. All right.

I found the bodies
of two of the scientists

stationed here at the Freeze...

one male, shot in the head...

the other a woman who slit her wrists.

Must've been a grim place
to face the end of the world.

But at first light, I have
to power it back up,

patch my batteries into the solar array.

Then I'll go back down

for the sled I left
behind with my rations.

Okay.

Thank you.

In the old time,

the future seemed multifaceted.

We had careers, families,
personal aspirations,

places to go, friends
to see, bucket lists...

the hum of human
dreams we took for granted.

But we were sleepwalking,

just one step away

from trading all those possible futures

for the shared fate of the Freeze.

I thought I'd find you here.

It's a beautiful thing we've created.

Ah. Depends how we define "created."

Well, I suppose you
might deserve a little credit.

You're the glue.

You put all Snowpiercer's
pieces together.

She's just as much yours as she is mine.

And you will never hear
me repeat that in public.

Whatever your investors
need to hear, Joseph.

Oh, they heard it.

My "Engine Eternal."

Depends how we define "eternal."

Now, now...

let's not ruin the moment.

That's not possible,

because now...

we finally get to drive her.

Okay.

Mommy? Where's the food?

Did you go to the store?

I'm hungry.

Ah, so that's where that arm went.

You're exhausted.

Or is it this thin mountain air

that's playing tricks on your mind?

So, with your supplies
under that avalanche,

all you have left is one ration pack...

one bag of sweeties from Ben...

and an arm.

I'll manage without the arm.

Really? That seems a bit optimistic.

According to the logbooks,

our fine young cannibals out there

were climate scientists.

They came out at the start of the Freeze

looking for a way to survive CW-7...

well, the effects of it.

Apparently they didn't succeed,

though she did hang on for five months.

I only have to make it one.

Hmm.

Afraid to look upon your
predecessors' visage?

Just don't want to see it.

Because they had a little girl.

You've acquired a...
sentimental streak, Melanie.

You're a lot more useful

when you're naive and ambitious.

Snowpiercer should be releasing

the first of her weather balloons

right about now.

I am...

patched into the
climate-modeling program.

Just need to link to the balloon

from the radio tower.

Feed it enough data points
to extrapolate a model.

Well, if anyone can kludge together

a heuristic climate
model, it's you, my dear.

Shame you have to rely
on Ben, though, hmm?

And his balloons.

And that Spaniard.

Come on.

You know Javi's Colombian.

Oh, well, perhaps that's where

you'll find our fabled Eden.

And he didn't know we
were stealing the train from you.

Hmm.

Actually, we were
two days down the track

before he figured it out.

This is nice, isn't it?

Jousting?

Keeps your mind off the hunger.

Yes!

Yes!

Seems a long way to Eden.

It's a start.

Lost your biscuit?

I must've eaten it.

I know you don't believe that.

No.

I didn't eat that cracker.

Which begs the question...

who did?

Perhaps our cannibals are hungry.

Either that, or you're
cracking up, Engineer.

Tell me you aren't really doing this.

With everything else we need,
you're working on your brothel?

Not a brothel. A Nightcar!

This train is now an ark for humanity,

not your personal indulgences.

Can't it be both?

Art onstage...

and entertainment in the back.

It sustains the soul, Melanie...

and it's a release valve to
keep everyone under control.

The resources that
you're wasting on this

could sustain 20 more
people that we're going to need.

Ticketing says you removed
half of my geneticists

from the passenger list.

We have more important priorities.

Like what?

Like... your security?

I promised you... all
guns will be confiscated

and thrown from the train.

But the Jackboots will keep order.

3,000 souls stuffed
into a 10-mile steel tube...

you think they're all gonna suddenly

start singing "Kumbaya"?

I think that if we are
going to save humankind,

we need people who actually know

how to save humankind.

- How many?
- Six geneticists...

and next of kin... 12 total.

Just cut 12 Jackboots.

I'll cut six.

Joseph, please...

There are gonna be more
important things than order.

Nothing's more important than order.

Do you even believe in any of this?

Clearly, I've been
working you too hard...

which is why I will
forgive what you just said.

Snowpiercer has only one
Head Engineer... her creator.

She runs on my order.

And if you can't accept that, then...

your family can stay behind.

Is that clear?

You can't...

you can't sugarcoat the
end of the world, Melanie.

Not everything's going to be fine,

but I promise you...

you will survive.

Thank you, Joseph.

It's been ten days since I arrived.

If I had food...

This would be a glowing report.

With each new probe,
the system has more data,

and I coax a climate model.

The picture's far from complete.

Now the question...

is whether I can survive long enough

to finish painting it.

Hunger's a bitch, ain't it?

You're getting a little taste

of what you did to us back in the Tail.

Not to rub it in.

No, you're rubbing it in.

Yeah, I am.

Those bodies might
have a little freezer burn,

but I wouldn't let that put you off.

No judgment here.

I'm not resorting to cannibalism.

Give yourself another week with no food.

I've got food.

You know this is crazy, right?

Yep.

- It's been seven years.
How could anything be alive?

It shouldn't be.

So either something
did survive out there,

which is a miracle, or...

I'm losing it?

You said it, not me.

Oh! Very nice.

Looks like something a
Tailie would've cooked up.

That's what I'm talking about.

I've been thinking about
the three bodies I found.

Torrid affair.

Arthur was the first to go.

The fellow with the
bullet in his brainpan.

The other two got rid of him.

- He was her husband.
- Really?

- The woman who killed herself.
- How'd you find that out?

He's the guy on the screensaver.

Oh, I like that twist.

- Maybe he got sick.
- Yes.

She and the other fellow
knew he was a goner.

Every day he lingered on was another day

he was consuming food they needed.

So they put him out of his misery.

Shot to the head.

She sacrificed him, Melanie...

Like you did to me.

She made the right decision.

I knew you'd say that.

What else could she do?

There's thousands of 'em.

We need reinforcements at the main gate.

Where's Javi?

Engine room.

How did they find out departure time?

It's 45 below and getting
colder by the minute, you know.

Where else are they gonna go?

It's Engineer Cavill again.

Has the transport with
my family arrived yet?

I need to know the
moment they're on the train.

What the hell's going on downtrain?

- Wait.
- I told you.

- Can you get me Tail Command?
- Both of you!

- More security!
- Hold on.

We're about to be overrun
before we leave the station.

Commander Grey's on the line.

Right.

Is that you, old Blood and Thunder?

What's the story back there?

The perimeter fence is holding, sir,

but more just keep coming.

We fired live rounds,

but it won't hold much longer.

- If they break through...
you unleash hell on them.

You do whatever it
takes to hold them back.

- Is that clear?
- Yes, sir.

All necessary force.

Last train to Clarksville, people.

My family isn't on board yet.

And we still need 30 minutes

to finish cycling up the engine, sir.

Who the hell is this?

We're scientists! We have tickets!

- You're real.
- Yes!

Way to go, Mel.

I know a great recipe for her.

Him.

I have a better idea.

Frickin' amazing.

It's a geothermal vent.

The warmth kept them alive?

That fissure looks like
it has a fresh crack in it.

Must have opened up in the Freeze.

I bet you're right.

I guess the rats came with the people,

but they found it first.

But then you found them.

It's a miracle.

It's life, Mom.

Yum.

Seven years hiding and procreating

in a steam vent, and now
straight into our stomachs.

Yeah, well...

zero regrets.

I like your chances better now.

The vent can supplement your heat

and allow more power for your databases.

Doing everything I can.

Still a lot of track between us.

What will you do without
your sled to meet us?

I'll walk back to the track...

pack a battery and the
hard drive on the sled.

I could make it there
and back if I had to.

Mom?

I think I understand now...

Why you had to leave me in Chicago.

What are your orders, sir?

They say they're ticketed.

They've got chips!

They are my geneticists.

- You agreed to have them...
- What?

On board, and we need them.

I agreed you could have six.

Right now we need six Jacks more.

I am not going without
all of them, Joseph.

You know what? We
don't have time to discuss it.

Let's just get everyone on board.

You're right.

There's no time.

Terminate them.

Never forget, Melanie.

The train runs on my order.

Estimated time of departure?

- 28 minutes.
- Good.

Now I'm going downtrain.

And we're going to open
fire on the main gate, too.

You just finish the damn cycle-up...

and be ready to depart.

She'll be ready.

Good.

We'll take the Jeep.

Come on.

Ping.

You're having quite the day, aren't you?

Now you've lost your balloon data.

No, no, no, no, no!

I bet you're feeling a bit

like our friend out in the snow.

You know, the woman who, uh...

Oh, shut up.

Suicide in that manner,
I've... I've grown to respect...

depending on the
circumstances, of course.

Sometimes it... it transforms.

What are you even talking about?

Ah, you wouldn't understand.

I've no respect for her, though.

She left her child behind, you know.

She did it to be with her child,

because she thought
that they would be reunited.

Sentimentality.

Same reason she
couldn't eat her husband.

And for what? Her mission failed.

She sacrificed her family,
her humanity, everything,

just like you.

This mission is not done.

Alex is meeting me at the cold lock.

Ah, yes. Get back to Alex.

Save her from the monster.

I'll catch another rat.

I'll make it two more
weeks, you sack of shit.

I find it telling, this notion

you're such a better human than me.

I saved the daughter you left behind.

Perhaps a-a little
gratitude is in order?

They should be with four bodyguards.

My par...

my parents are elderly.

Drop those, now!

Yes, my... my daughter is eight.

If they're not checked in, I
need you to look for them.

Hello! Hello!

I don't think they're here yet.

Engine, come in. Engine, come in.

Engine, come in.

This is the Engine.

I've lost contact with Commander Grey.

I'm driving uptrain to see him.

As soon as I get off, we leave.

Roger that. Ready
to leave in six minutes.

We can roll in one minute, Mel.

I'm going down there.

You have to make the call to go.

Alex might be trying to get on board.

You can't get off this train, Mel.

- I am not leaving you here.
- Ben, let me go.

- I have to go.
- We can't let that monster

be in charge of what's left of humanity.

You want to steal the
train and save the future?

We have to go now.

All aboard.

All ticketed passengers, please board.

Snowpiercer departs
at precisely 0000 hours.

Release the brake.

Disengaging brakes.

Snowpiercer departs in ten...

nine, eight, seven,

six, five...

Off the train! Throw
'em off the train!

Three, two, one...

departure.

Engaging the Engine.

Forgive me.

Forgive me.

Shit.

Yeah.

It's working. It's working.

Time to turn around and
hurry back, Snowpiercer.

Snowpiercer.

Snowpiercer, come in.

You should be in range by now.

Do you copy? It's Melanie.

Snowpiercer, Snowpiercer.

Do you copy?

Snowpiercer.

I'm prepared to rendezvous for pickup.

Ben?

Alex?

I have the climate model.

Allie...

I tried.

I r-really tried.

And...

I thought this time would be different.

I thought I would get back to you.

So...

Please forgive me.

You gave up everything for us...

for the world.

You don't have to be sorry anymore...

not to me...

not to anyone.

Snowpiercer couldn't have
made it this far without you.

And you and I would never
have gotten this chance.

Thank you.

Snowpiercer.

Snowpiercer! Do you hear me?

Snowpiercer.

You need to slow your roll.

You need to slow your
roll! Do you hear me?

Stop!

Mom! Mom!

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