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It was the pigeons. You see how they built a nest of their last spring, and they shifted
the tiles. I hate pigeons. Horrible, noisy, dirty things. Flying rats. That's what I
call them. They're all Gond's creatures, but I'm gonna
like you and me. Yes, but I don't go on building nests on the
chills roof and letting the rain in. Look at the state of St. Calsprey. She does
look rather than, I agree. I don't know what Cal and Gregory would say. Look, it's got
right down into her plant. I'm sure Calc Gregory is far beyond such earthly concern as the churchy
had decorated half a millennium. Look, I push this brick back into place.
There are three tethers, it's the devil himself.
I'm looking for you since our last dance.
Me was the highlight of the evening.
It was very special for me too, Miss Yoder.
May I introduce Mr. Chandler Banks to represent the Confederate States here in France?
We are ready, Matt.
I made Miss Yoderne well aware of the many good reasons France should support the Confederacy
against Yankee aggression.
But they weren't up, Mr. Banks.
Morley speaking, there's no way you can defend what the Confederacy stands for.
But think of what would happen to the price of cotton if the South is defeated.
Ah, and the price of slaves would drop right through the floor.
You are a Yankee at heart, Mr. Vernon, and I say goodnight to you.
Countess, can I offer you a living?
I have my own carriage.
Thank you, Mr. Banks.
Goodnight.
You have very strong views, Mr. Vernon.
If you're not passionate about things, countess, you're not alive.
I think we both believe in living intensely.
Yes.
Vernon's found a friend.
Listen, I was only thinking of me somewhere, anywhere else than here.
Oh, but this is my world, Mr. Vernon.
This is my carriage.
Perhaps I would mean it.
Perhaps someday fate will bring us together again.
Well, Vernon, how was your first taste of real imperial grandeur?
Hey, Ed, some parts were very good.
But overall, I've never seen such a bunch of smug, overdressed drones in my life.
Really?
Horish, but probably true.
Marquis, may I introduce my friend?
Miss your Joule's verm.
Whose many talents do not, I'm afraid, include manners.
Oh, I don't mean you, Marquis.
I mean, all these dandies.
Are they interested in his clothes and money?
Take that gentleman there.
Yes, well, I think.
Have you ever seen such ridiculous fop?
Frequently, it's my husband.
What a wonderful evening.
Ben Parellino's had put on a good party.
That's all he knows how to do.
Actually running a country seems to be a bit beyond him.
How about your pardon, sir?
May I remind you I'm an officer in his imperial majesty service?
Pardon me, actually.
What the devil's got into you, Verne?
You seem determined to annoy everybody here tonight?
I know what it is.
It's that book you've had your nose in all week.
It's one with the terribly depressing title.
Only the greatest work of France's greatest
exiled author.
And Les Miserables, how exciting.
Written by complete rebel rous.
I'll have you know the emperor's band, that particular book.
Of course he has.
It reveals the true plight of the poor and the depths
of human suffering.
You would be prancing around without a care
if you were just finished reading Les Miserables.
Well, it's just a well we haven't, that isn't it?
Otherwise, all that good food and wine and music
would have gone to waste.
It did go to waste.
Only you two self-satisfied to see it.
I think that man just insulted us.
LAUGHTER
Well, we're glad you're back among us, Bohemians Jules.
You've been away with the glasses for the world.
I'm done with the upper class.
What do they care about the poor?
And what do we care about them?
No, it's not the points alone.
The point is we should all care about each other.
Oh, Jules, me father of Bussoule.
I found him wandering around looking for an art dealer.
He's from the country.
He needs looking after.
You are very kind.
People kept giving me contradictory directions.
That's been happening to me all my life.
And you've been thinking that, huh?
Thank you, my friend.
My man, you come to you again when I need cheering up.
LAUGHTER
But you can't hang a lot of this group problem.
Well, it's a rather strange story.
Bring God into his parish church.
Saint fell down.
Valuable statute hidden in niche.
The statute was a somewhat sinister looking object.
So I took it out of the church.
And when I examined it, I found this on the base.
I hold my hand to the stars, say the seer, Nicholas Pusan,
17th century artist.
I had no idea he was a sculptor.
Neither had I.
That's why I think it might be valuable.
And Jules, he wants to use the money
to improve the village water supply.
Have you ever heard of anything so dull?
What do you know about water?
And you never touch this stuff?
LAUGHTER
It's a great idea, Father.
Have you taken it to a dealer yet?
I'm taking him around to downright tonight.
Here's the push I expect.
Is that a hook?
Mm.
Don't worry.
I'm not going to let him cheat.
Our little father here.
MUSIC
MUSIC
MUSIC
MUSIC
MUSIC
MUSIC
Of course you don't.
You can't fool me.
But I brought you a nice innocent country
priest to the swindle.
Swindle?
Muffa.
Come on, come on, come on.
OK.
And he's got a stat with by Nicola Pusan.
Look at how Pusan Pusan wasn't even sculptor.
Even you shouldn't know that.
No one knew he was a sculptor.
Until now.
Of course, if you really don't want to deal with me, I can take him round to the Ardennes.
He's the up and coming dealer in 17th century stuff this way.
Let's have a look at it.
Are you sure?
Perhaps you're right, Felix.
Maybe we should take it to him first.
Mm.
Come on.
Get on with it.
MUSIC
MUSIC
MUSIC
MUSIC
MUSIC
MUSIC
MUSIC
MUSIC
MUSIC
MUSIC
It looks authentic, I'll go with that.
Of course it's authentic.
Bet you've never seen anything like that before.
Well, well, well, well, well.
Wait a minute.
Of course, he did mostly landscapes and classical ones.
But remember, just wait a second.
MUSIC
Yeah.
Here it is.
Voila.
It's always been a bit of a puzzle at least one.
That looks the same.
Yes, it's exactly the same.
At Enargadia Eagle.
And I also am in Arcadia.
Who is I?
Not that devil, I hope.
But I know this place.
No, no, no, no, further.
Please don't be ridiculous.
The White Islam escapes by her imagination.
No, no, this too.
It exists.
I'm sure I've seen something almost like you.
MUSIC
What the devil did that?
Light up the mite.
Light up quickly.
MUSIC
MUSIC
Felix.
Hey, Dwight.
It's right, Felix.
He's alive.
The priest.
MUSIC
They killed him.
They stabbed him through the heart.
They took the picture of the tomb and they stole the statuette.
And at all I have left are these feet.
Oh, how distressing?
You know, it seemed very distressed.
Well, not having had the pleasure of the Reverend Gentleman's acquaintance.
His passing hasn't had as much impact on me as it has on you.
No, of course not.
Am I boring you, Rebecca?
No, Jules, I'm on an assignment and I'm reading my briefing.
Besides, uh, Felix and I have ever bit to cross with you about last night.
We got you the invitation to the ball and you were hardly the ideal guest now, were you?
The ideal guest, yes.
I was the ideal guest.
He was everyone else who deserved to be put up against a wall and shot.
Including Rebecca and me, I suppose.
How do you have any particular wall in mind?
I can arise to that.
This is no time for personal feelings.
Particularly not ours.
What we need to do now is to go to the village that the priest came from and to find out what lies behind all this.
Well, I wish you the best of luck.
I mean, we should take the Aurora and go there right now.
Not possible, I'm afraid, Jules.
I have to shadow a certain Confederate agent that you were chatting to at the ball last night.
Chandler Banks?
And I promised the Marquis de Neut, a partner at Bridge.
You put up investigating innocent man's death for the sake of a game of Bridge.
Well, what makes you so sure he was innocent, Vern?
Mm-hmm.
Having his collar on back to front doesn't make him incapable of wrong.
There's not so much the game of Bridge I'm interested in.
It's the partner.
I see.
And, uh, I suppose that Passport II and I couldn't just...
Take the Aurora.
Yes.
We could be the detecting do-all who will solve the crime and bringing back the perpetuator and handcuffs.
I have this for the clues.
Thank you, Passport II. That won't be necessary.
And Vern, the Aurora won't be available because the Marquis is coming here to visit me.
I see.
Well, it is your ship, isn't it?
I shouldn't have asked.
I mean, we're not put on this earth to help other people, are we?
Fog.
I hope you'll find in your heart to forgive me for thinking otherwise.
I think that Jules...
I think that Jules upset Master.
His feelings are hurt.
I don't know if you'd be too rough on him, do you feel this?
Rough?
Um...
No.
No.
No.
Don't worry, Passport II.
You'll be back.
Yeah.
Have a good day.
Have a good day.
You got a bussain, you got a bussain.
You got a bussain. It was not...
You got a bussain with that me last night.
I'm convinced he's the key to the mystery.
Why else do they take not just the statue whip, but the sketch of the tomb?
I don't know, and I don't care.
You know more about bussain than me and the man in Paris.
You may have a clue about the person that attacked you, not even know it.
It's your probably eye.
Oh, my goodness.
Well, bussain was a talented painter.
He was born in 1594 in a town near Giserv.
He left France in 1620 and went to Rome where he lived for the rest of his life.
Except when Cardinal Richard, you asked him to come back to undertake a commission.
Ruchelen.
Him again.
What was the commission?
A memorial for a certain Count Gregory who'd been torn apart rather horribly by the Turks in the 14th century.
Wasn't there some link between Poussaint and the Sun King?
Well done, young man.
There was about 20 years after he died with the 14th.
Yes.
He suddenly became sort of obsessed by finding one of his paintings.
Apparently, it continues to pollute the whereabouts of some incredible treasure.
He found the painting, but not the treasure.
What was the treasure?
It was the horde that letting the Visigars to form Rome when he unsected everything.
The Romans had looted from the rest of the non-world.
Now this painting with the clue did a by any chance have a tomb in it?
It was a good man.
A good simple man.
Why did this have to happen to him?
Well, I think there's something to do with this tomb.
Have you seen anything like it in this area?
Look around you sir.
This place is full of terrible secrets.
What possessed Count Gregory to fill a church with things like this?
You don't. I wouldn't be surprised if there were deference behind everyone.
What on earth?
It's the poor Count being torn apart by white horses in Constantinople.
It gives me the shivers.
That's strange.
Hilarics castle.
You reckon that?
So it's not in Constantinople?
No, no, no. It's up to you, Sneer.
The ruins of Hilarics.
The Visigars.
Hilarics?
Yes sir. He's looking at you right now.
What's up?
It's in Arcadia Ego.
Listen, I need a local guide.
Someone who knows every foot of the grounds around Hilarics castle.
Who can you recommend?
Are you sure this is the way?
Oh yes. The goats always likes coming here.
Never mind the goat. Have you really seen this place?
Goodeningen props?
I've got a bit of toffee.
Well that too.
And the only one that comes here, you know?
What?
And the only one that comes here?
Why is that?
The Ere frighten of the devil.
The devil?
The devil that comes with the wind.
The devil that comes with the wind.
Wait.
Come on.
Dead at ease.
The devil that comes with the wind.
The devil that comes with the wind.
The devil that comes with the wind.
I hold my hand to the star, Santa Sarah.
What's the reason?
I hold my hand to the star, Santa Sarah. What's the reason?
I hold my hand to the star.
Welcome to all of us.
I've deducted yourself well.
Who are you?
Your destiny.
What else?
Countess.
What is this? What are you doing here?
Waiting for you? Of course.
Uniform, that's not French, isn't it?
Who built this thing?
Who's it belong to?
It was not chance that brought me to you at the Emperor's Ball Jules.
It was part of a long process in which your merits were being considered and reconsidered.
I thought you danced with me because you liked me.
Found you very attractive Jules.
But what I feel is not important, this is what matters.
You found the treasure of Elmer. Visigoth. You used it to build this.
We did, Jules. And with it, we will change the course of history.
It's incredible. It's a brilliant piece of engineering, but...
...chinks the course of history.
By intervening wherever barbarism threatens civilization.
Whenever the noble and the good are about to be overwhelmed by the mean and base.
Let me get some of the nights at the round table.
That's exactly what it is, Jules. And the question for you is...
Will you be one of those nights?
It's a flattering offer.
Why me?
We need your knowledge. We need your vision.
And I need someone like you at my side.
As we sit out on a great quest.
Will you be that man?
Just sit off with you. Just like that.
You'll be my right-hand, Mangelles.
My lieutenant.
If you make the right choice.
Why don't you try it on?
Now?
Go.
We're going to bring peace to America, Lieutenant.
Peace, huh?
Civil War, peace?
The whole country is racked by in governable passions.
Those passions have to be grappled with subdued
before the light force of the whole nation ebbs away.
I wish I'd never seen that them steadfastly. But you did.
Jules Verne went herring of afters, and now he's disappeared.
Now, I want you to tell me everything you know.
Welcome aboard, Lieutenant. The commander has spoken highly of your intelligence and dedication.
We can do great things with this ship.
Commander Don Jew has convinced me we will do great things.
Yes, sir.
Lieutenant Byrne will help us plan the most effective way to use this ship once we reach America.
Gunnery officer, show him the maps.
Lieutenant.
Do you see how the Confederate capital of Richmond is so close to Washington, D.C.?
What's the firepower, Gunner?
We carry 14 guns, Lieutenant.
Five port, five starboard, two aft and two forward, all designed for broad sides, aerial attack, or ground bombardment.
That's perfect.
Now, see here, just north of Baltimore.
If any luck that should bring our supply systems grinding to a halt, force them to declare ceasefire,
and then move straight into full negotiations.
Brilliant, Lieutenant.
I can't tell you how satisfying it is to have a chance to actually make use of what I've learned.
Commander, we're having a problem with the stabilizers. Shall we recalibrate?
No, don't do anything yet. I'll come down.
Lieutenant!
Take the bridge while I'm gone.
Me?
I want you to have experience of command.
I think you're ready for it.
Lieutenant Byrne has the bridge until I return Gunner.
Aye, aye, Commander.
Helmsman.
Tender is the port.
Unidentified ship on the port, Balsir.
The Aurora. What are they doing here?
They seem to be heading straight for us. Shall they find a warning shot?
No, I know this.
The boiler's right. You did go off in a flying ship.
Rebecca, it's a battleship.
Friends of the Ours, Lieutenant?
Fillius Vogue and his cousin Rebecca.
Mandering aboard?
Of course. Any friend of yours is a friend of mine.
Do you get kidnapped, Lieutenant?
Robert, who they haven't.
Take a look at that get up he's wearing.
Look at him. He's all be Captain Dope. He reminds me of an admiral.
I'm going to go back.
Rebecca? Bob?
May I introduce you to my Commander? Countess Helen Donjou.
How'd you do?
Didn't we meet at the Emperor's Ball? Our paths have crossed, yes.
We consider ourselves extremely fortunate that Lieutenant Byrne has decided to become one of our officers.
And what is our friend responsible for?
Strategy and tactics.
I congratulate you. Do you have your own cabin, Byrne?
Why can't we talk here?
Well, maybe we'd like to see more of your ship.
With your permission, Commander?
Certainly, Lieutenant.
Oh, I know, Laura!
May I receive one of our group?
A courtesy call.
Welcome to the vessel of Mr. Furious Fod from London, England.
My name is Pashpato.
You give the orders around here? All the orders.
How many crew do you have then?
Oh, it's just me. But no need for crew people. Everything here is done by machines.
Here is the uplifting device, the steering ball, and we have the maps over here.
You're about to tell us, Verne, how all this came about?
No, it's investigating the death of Father Bochelle A.
If you recall.
And did you find out who did it?
Not exactly, that's been overtaken by events.
Don't you find it a bit strange, Jules? These people making you an officer in this incredible machine.
Why? You don't think I'm up to it?
No, it's not. It's just...
You're awfully good chap, Verne, but in charge of a battleship.
I'm in charge of finding the best use for it, fog.
And you say you're going to stop the war between the states?
That's our plan. Unless you have any objection.
Well, it depends on the outcome.
The outcome will be saving thousands of lives.
Yes, but if the war ends in stalemate, will the United States split in two?
That's not it at all. I think I can mess up that badly.
I have to be honest with you, Verne. There's something here.
It's been very uneasy indeed.
And I agree with Phyllis.
Yalandol Jules is not the controlling force here. There's somebody else behind her.
What makes you think that?
Because ever since I've set foot on this ship, I've felt something wrong.
Something evil?
Evil. You're obsessed with evil fog.
Do you mind if we have a look around, Jules?
What form?
Well, it's just curiosity, but if you don't want us to.
You seem to be carrying quite a lot of cargo, Jules. What is it?
I have no idea. I have no time to go poking around here.
No, will you have been rather busy, haven't you?
Yes. Yes, I have. I have a lot of responsibilities here.
I think it'll be good to have to concentrate more on fireless waters.
Oh, I wonder how information goes on man.
I wonder how interested your new friends are in bringing about her lasting peace, June's.
Come and have a look.
Well, I suppose we might need these for self-defense.
Well...
The resourceful Julius Falk. Welcome. Calcregory.
Sir, the rumors were true.
Oh, yes, Mr. Falk. All the rumors about me are true.
You're torn apart by the Turks in the 14th century.
And afterwards revived by the monks in the Catacombs beneath Constantinople in the fall.
Then you see.
Why did they do it?
Why indeed, Mr. Falk.
Well, I suppose we all have our little mysteries to leave me. Do we know?
Oh, look. More self-defense.
You know what this stuff is, don't you, Jules? This is slaving equipment.
Slaving.
Used for regaining control over runaway slaves.
You have a habit of jumping to conclusions, Miss Fogg.
It's a habit that should be curbed.
Commander.
What is this?
We're going into a war zone lieutenant. Who knows what problems we might have to deal with.
But we're going there to stop the war.
You're going there to make sure the Confederacy wins, aren't you, Commander?
We're going there to make sure a civilized way of life is not destroyed by money-grubbing Northern industrialist Miss Fogg.
Lieutenant Vern has lent us considerable expertise in helping us formulate a plan.
I trust you won't let this woman distract you from your duty.
Not in the way you've distracted him, no.
And these are going overboard.
Give me a hand here, Jules. Lieutenant.
Rebecca.
Hang on a second.
What?
Let's not jump to conclusions.
Well, you're not going to use this stuff, are you?
Tell her she's got it wrong.
Helen.
Explain it to her.
Tell her to leave my car, go alone, tenant.
You're not the strongest vessel. Do your duty.
We believe in you.
We believe you have what it takes to become great.
Are you going to let us down at the first challenge?
Are you?
Yes, Commander, I am.
Vap Jules, we're the turbulence take.
So it's not Lieutenant anymore?
You think you can be part of the League of Darkness if you're not prepared to be ruthless?
The League of Darkness!
I can see you have considerable resources.
You always go for the best.
And the brightest that you count.
And the brightest that you count.
Not.
Of course, Mr. Fall.
They deserve us.
And we deserve them.
We live in a time when science threatens to swam at his democracy
as the governing principle of society.
We need people like Jules Verne to turn science to our ends.
Jules Verne will never be corrupted by a creature like you.
The League of Darkness now has the only two heavier than air-flying machines in existence.
Sorry to disillusion you.
Sorry.
You lied to me.
You tricked me.
You tried to give me to betray my friends and all you can say is sorry.
Try to keep away from her, Jules. You'll get yourself shot.
That's not good enough, Helen.
Give me the gun!
Now!
And now our interview is at an egg.
Wherever you can miss fall, or no longer of any savage to me.
Throw him over the side.
Throw him over the side.
How unimaginative.
I'm surprised you count.
Go after him, you fools.
Pass me to!
You! Not doing that!
You! Not doing that!
You're dead.
You're going up!
Oh!
Oh!
Oh!
Turn!
Turn!
Turn!
Pass me to!
Master!
Good!
No!
Don't worry! We'll get you out of there!
Oh!
Oh!
Oh!
Master! In one piece!
Nothing chopped off! It is magnificent!
Thank you, Passport, too. Now we're in the hell's Rebecca.
Hang on, Rebecca!
Let go of the chain!
Not in a million years!
It's very simple. Either she died, or you both die.
Go, Rebecca! Everything's going to be alright!
Last chance, Joel!
So it's the bullet? No. I prefer gravity.
Very well, Steve, and Passport soon.
Joel's, that was brilliant.
Doesn't make up for me being such an idiot before?
No, you'll always be an idiot. That is why we love you so much.
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