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Goodnight.

Goodnight, my dear.

Business calls, duty calls.

Till next time, goodnight.

Goodnight.

Goodnight, my dear.

Business calls, duty calls.

Business calls, duty calls. Till next time, goodnight.

Business calls, duty calls.

What do you want? You want money?

Me? Me, no sir. Finally!

What we want are the security arrangements for the forthcoming visit

coming visit of a Britannic Majesty Queen Victoria.

Daredevil

all Bye

mans

But it's obvious, Missy.

Now perhaps.

Someday, it might be valuable.

Never.

That fellow hasn't had a play that's lasting more than two nights.

The tragedy of Louis XV Class of III.

Yeah, but nobody came to third night.

Not a soul.

Go with way, Missy.

I promise you, that man is destined for total obscurity.

The public are pigs, Jones.

Always remember that.

We artists create the pearls.

And the public temples are them.

It's the way of the world.

Am I really giving them pearls, Felix?

Oh, yes, you are.

Of course.

Otherwise, why would they tumble well?

I have to.

Thomas!

Bring us a jug of your cheapest line.

But have you got the money to pay for it, madame?

Oh, what a question.

Of course.

I have nine suit.

And the brightest will.

I...

Fourteen.

Douting, Thomas.

Bring us a loaf of your stale bread, too.

One day, then, we will laugh at our early struggles.

Truth is Felix, I made a terrible mistake.

I may not be a writer at all.

You know what separates the successful artist from the failure?

The leaving himself.

What about talent?

Talent?

Talent for what?

Talent.

For getting the most out of life, Bridget.

That's what really counts.

To talent.

Yeah, whatever.

One day, talent or no talent, I'm going to...

... earn enough to afford a decent glass of wine.

With my friends in the cafes, I can convince myself that I was on the road to success.

But up in my garret,

cold, alone, and hungry,

it was harder.

Me.

Anybody there?

Who are you?

How did you get up here?

I want to know, Mr. Vern.

Why, you intend to kill the Queen of England.

What on earth makes you think that I would want to kill the Queen of England?

The fact that you have designed a machine whose sole purpose is to eviscerate her.

What machine?

This machine.

Do you deny your choice?

I'm throwing things like that all the time.

It's a do it all.

You wouldn't say that.

If you saw the remains of the poor devil gutted last night.

No.

So why?

And who are your accomplices?

I know nothing about this.

It's true I imagined this.

But look around you.

Do I have the money to build this?

I'm a writer.

I'm not a man of action.

I see.

Oh, shit.

Oh, shit.

Oh, shit.

Ollie, what are you going to do to me?

Giving you the steaming cup?

The steaming cup?

Of tea.

You taking sugar?

Who are you?

The folly of Mr. Ballet.

He speaks 14 languages all of them badly.

Forget the tea.

Ask what to. Put that thing away and then take the wheel.

What are you doing with my papers?

You have a deranged mind, Mr. van.

Seriously deranged mind.

Is that why you've joined a conspiracy to assassinate one of the crown heads of Europe?

I told you.

I'm a man of the world.

You've been innocent.

I'm innocent.

I'm not sure I've ever met an innocent man in my entire life.

Why don't you just cancel the Queen's visit?

Because the night is too late.

A piece of Europe depends on it.

It changed the meeting place.

Our envoy was carrying a list of alternative venues when he was killed.

I'd start talking, Mr. Ballet.

I didn't build them all, but I think I know how it operates.

Sonic vibration.

Go on.

The mall would use vibrating bell cones with variable frequencies to cope with the different rock and soil types.

Scientific goldie-loop.

I want names.

I want addresses. I want rendellos.

Mechanical details do not interest me.

They should. They may just save Queen Victoria's life.

Because?

Because you can detect Sonic vibration.

He is right, Master.

How?

Exactly.

I need to do your drawing.

This drawing had better be very, very good.

Embassy inside, Master. We backing in the ground?

Yes.

This is the traveler vibrated the right frequency.

These files here break releasing a mixture of sulfuric acid.

After that.

Sulfur? Sulfuric acid?

Which is setting fire to refuse?

Which would turn like a rock and a flare of some kind of light.

I see the mall nearby.

How are you getting such a thing deep enough into the ground?

This is the sewers.

You get attacked just seriously.

Sewers.

Sewers.

Sewers.

Sewers.

It's brilliant.

And I always want to explore the sewers of Paris.

Like the home back of Notre Dame.

That was the bell tower as you idiot.

Oh.

It's just a pipe dream.

There's no way you'd be able to produce enough of these in time for Queen Victoria's visit.

Passport.

Yes.

What do you think?

Hmm?

Hmm?

Yes.

It's brilliant.

Really?

It's brilliant.

Do you think that one of these detectors could actually be built?

These?

In a flush.

I think your plan is coming from a very interesting mind.

I invent things for Mr. Fogg.

But never like this.

I'm not a ballet.

Oh, yes, I am.

But I had many others career.

Let's get to work.

I'm going to go to the

museum.

Waves.

Like the sea.

It's just us from Passport to showing the metal pipes.

Waves.

What?

It's fine.

Just a lot.

Can you imagine one day people travelling in these tunnels?

It's not a bad idea, Passport too.

Looks like that thing passed by pretty close to here.

Or is it terrible machine, Stupjules?

I have seen Sir Ashibald after he's passing through him.

His inside is one out.

Well, let's make sure Queen Victoria's inside stay in.

Come on, it's a good place to put the first one.

Excellent.

Last two rockets, but one on that stand and the other on the other.

Well, they should go off within 40 seconds and the mold being detected.

Do you have the escape route planned?

Everything to the last detail.

Just like old times.

If you need more.

I'll accept that the mistakes if only I'm mine, not some need using my orders.

You don't need to belong into the service.

The service? Are you mad?

Not for a second.

P

Back another. You're fresh from the sewers.

Do you know my cousin, Jyplussy?

Of course, exploits are the talk of the entire French intelligence community.

Any vibration larger than a moving rash to set this off.

Why are you trusting this man?

It's against my better nature, right?

But there is something about him.

Really? Look, this is his, um...

This is his working drawing.

Passport to assures me that it's sound enough.

So the theory is that if the Queen and the Emperor stay within a ring of these devices,

the mold will not be able to approach them undetected.

Well, let's hope so.

General Dicers?

Wait. His majesty wishes that you're saying.

Certainly.

If you'll excuse me.

Is that?

Mm-hmm.

I'm sorry.

Excuse me.

Voila. Kind of.

Who is that?

That's Henri Belman, one of Luina Paulion's favorite advisors.

Bienbre.

We are finishing the other detector, master.

You coming to see it?

Yes, excuse me.

No!

Good day, Mr. Vam.

Your dreams have come true.

You built my design.

It's real.

Of course it is.

How did you do it?

Come inside and see.

Come inside.

Unless you are afraid of what your own imagination can achieve.

Do I really have a choice?

Not really.

The treasure.

Time to seek speed deals.

Thank you.

Hey.

Take your hand.

Hey!

Ingenious.

But you have some questions to answer, Miss Yuvelle.

Do you intend to cooperate?

To cooperate?

I didn't invent this machine to kill the Queen of England.

Kill her.

We have no intention of killing her.

What are you going to do then?

Why don't you just put yourself in my hands?

Why should I?

Make a loser.

I think I could make a fool use of your talent.

What do you want from me?

I want you to tell me where you have hidden the detection devices.

He's worried to me.

But now.

As you no doubt intended, Miss Yuvelle,

the mole makes its way through the earth by a combination of six-truth cutting bands in rotation.

There are decibel screws and intense sonic vibrations.

That's pretty much what I had in mind.

Naturally, we damp these vibrations in order to prevent the crew from being shaken to pieces.

Naturally.

But...

If I turn this dial, the vibrations passing through your chair will not be damped,

and will therefore pass directly through you.

Uh-huh.

Now you wish to speak.

R

No I can't get to running

Perhaps we are mistaken, Master.

Oh, Passport, too.

We saw him getting into the infernal machine of his own accord.

Damn him!

Perhaps. You made a fool of me.

What I'm trying to say is, perhaps, he's not meaning to.

Maybe he was taken by force.

He's daffy for a second, Passport, too.

What am I trust?

Not only did he win my trust, turn it against me.

Excuse me.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Jules Verne.

I think, and you're a brilliant man.

You may be a writer there, but you have courage I did not expect.

Who are you?

This enterprise is masterminded by a secret aristocratic society,

which has been guiding the fate of Europe for hundreds of years.

Hundreds of years, sir.

We have, adherence in highest councils of every land.

Today, our mission is to save Europe.

For what?

Democracy.

It is eroding the foundations of virtue.

Then why isn't the good should rule, not also no help to stir up the masses.

Who decides who's wise and who's good?

I believe you to have true nobility of soul.

But are you recognized?

No.

No, you are a writer starving and a garret.

Is that just?

No, I don't think so, but...

Your genius deserves to be known to all the world.

What does this have to do with Queen Victoria?

Well, sometime during the next 24 hours,

Queen Victoria and the Emperor intend to sign a treaty,

which will keep Europe locked in peace for another generation.

Kidnapping her will not only prevent that,

it will put France and England at odds for years to come.

And if war comes...

With technology like ours and genius like yours,

we could bend all of Europe to our will together.

You and I.

See you, excuse me.

Your genius is sure to make an excellent and precision this evening.

Thank you, Bellman. I believe I will.

I have underlined certain key words and phrases from adjusting.

Excellent.

They have been very personal.

Ring of detection devices run every possible time.

And they can't be disabled.

Anything bigger than a rat goes anywhere near them will go off.

Tell me, what is the maximum range of each device?

400 yards.

Hmm. Those two.

They seem to be more than 800 yards apart.

That's true.

We're in trouble with the sewers there.

It may be just the gap to me.

But we must move quickly.

The state dinner has already begun.

If we succeed tonight, we will celebrate you and I.

Welcome to our target.

Compense acceleration.

Subserve home in the voice.

Everywhere the majesty's out,

your friends of ours beside them.

Guiding us to our goal.

Throwing your note with powerful people.

Hello.

Hello.

It gives me the greatest pleasure to welcome on behalf of France,

the British Queen to our capital city.

Is that the gap you should go through?

That's the gap.

How the board's 15 degrees.

You have made the right choice.

You're part of one of the greatest clues in history.

You should be proud.

In offering this salute to my esteemed fellow Monarch,

I would like to reveal the history.

In offering this salute to my esteemed fellow monarch, I would like to review the history

of the United States.

The relations between our two great nations.

We begin two and a half thousand years ago.

In the far most time, when the Celtic tribes flowed over.

200 yards and climbing, the tact trajectory pressed for playthrough.

This way please, no majesty.

We're back to go in.

Guards over the gate, quick leg.

Try to go!

You're right!

The dawn!

You lied.

Tonight!

Thanks to this traitor, we had a setback. But we are not defeated.

Yes you are. I put the attackers all over the city. They'll know you're coming every time.

Yes, but my guess is they won't stay in the city. The Emperor will have been humiliated by what happened tonight. He won't risk a repetition.

He will go to the country.

Last but not.

We need more detectors.

So, Master Jules did not deceive you?

He did, Master.

No, he did not. I wronged him.

But, the Emperor and Her Majesty have gone out to the Emperor's hunting lodge, so we need to install detectors there tonight.

Just drop whatever you're working on and get on with them.

But, Master, what I'm working on is a device that could save life of Jules' throne.

Huh.

No, wait. What do I have to do?

Come here.

We're over the hunting lodge, Passmattoo, prepare for landing.

We are now directly under the grounds of the hunting lodge.

This is a unusual activity.

Stop, old engines.

We sit right now and wait for Belma to switch on the signal.

Even if they install the detectors, we are inside the ring.

So, Master Jules, you thought you could outwit us, huh?

On the contrary. We used your own tools against you.

Now, do you realize what the foolish choice you made when you rejected my offer?

Maybe a foolish choice, but it was the right one. You stand for the past. I believe in the future. I believe in science.

But so do we. Science simply makes it easier to keep the little people in their place.

Democracy will triumph. I assure you of that.

You are in no position to assure me of anything. You remain alive only long enough to watch us capture the Queen of England.

And then you will die.

Well, then I will die. No, I will not.

No, I will not.

Just die.

Now, get some rest. We have a big day out of us.

How do we ensure that conflict in the Balkans does not draw the great powers into a general war?

We have a proposal for that. Ben-Man, the Balkan dossier.

Well, I guess you turned to page three of Majesty.

Ayes, here we are.

We propose that impartial negotiators be appointed by the courts of both our countries.

Ben-Man, Ben-Man, Ben-Man, Ben-Man.

Yes. They are in position. And we are locked on target.

I want you to feel a moment of victory.

That seems a minutely satisfactory, Louis. Yes. I think the British government could agree to that.

Good. Then I believe the last obstacle has been lifted.

Absolutely.

That's how they do it.

Bill.

Are we ready to see if this device actually works, Passportu?

Down, drop in now.

Good. Great. What, faster? Look at this, Passportu.

There. There's the wall. Has got through. Emergency dive.

Bill, they... I believe this is yours.

I believe this is yours. I believe you're right.

Always for a surprise as Madam was out for.

No! No!

Reverse the rotation. And hold on to something.

We will never get down bad in time, Master.

Activate the sound down, but...

Very clear, it's a Frobica.

Is this what you want, Passportu?

No!

No!

Is this what you want, Passportu?

No!

What's happening?

I don't know.

It's working, Master. It's working!

I want to get down there as quickly as I can, Passportu.

To low the winch and then land the Aurora, will you?

No! No!

But... what have they done to you, Farg?

I didn't tell them anything.

Let's get you out of here, my friend.

Fall good now!

I'm not going to get down there.

I would really prefer if you can quietly, because I hate fighting women.

But I like fighting men, especially if I get to kill.

Some other time, Master.

Is she dead?

No, no, no, no. Just inched.

Frobica, how are you going to use a drop in?

Yes, glad to see you've been tidying up, Frobius.

Mr. Jules Verne, I presume.

Verne, may I present my cousin Miss Rebecca Farg?

Please, to meet you, Miss Farg.

I think you better call me Rebecca, seeing as we are obviously fighting on the same side.

Hmm, Billy, sir.

Absolutely.

It's coming.

It's rules.

You have bins, Campbell. Like an egg.

It wouldn't be worse if you hadn't built that counterwave device.

It was a smart piece of work.

You having the idea?

Master Farg and me only building it.

Which makes you a pretty formidable team.

What degree, Miss Farg?

Your Majesty.

I am filled with wonders at your awfulness.

Thank you.

The Emperor and I are profoundly grateful to all of you, aren't we, Louis?

A perfect example of Franco-British cooperation.

Phileus, you're more like your father every day.

Thank you, Your Majesty.

And should you ever decide to release your excellent man, Sir Vint,

you would find an honoured place in our household.

Thank you, Your Majesty.

Dear Rebecca, we shall continue to follow your career with great interest.

Thank you, Your Majesty.

But it would not have been possible without Mr. Jules Verne.

Indeed.