Original subtitles

What the hell is that?

A new and terrible war machine has been developed in Europe.

It's inventors wish to use it on behalf of the Confederacy, and we are here to try and stop that.

Then you're Saratoga. Saratoga Brown.

One doesn't meet a woman like that very often in this life. Oh my god.

Did you miss Saratoga? It feels like a great flying boat.

If Mr. Philius far truly loves you, he will keep his airship out of the battle, and your life will be safe.

Saratoga!

Stop!

Skip!

hiding you.

No stop.

No!

No!

No!

No! No! No! No! no!

No!

I'll return for you.

I promise.

The Civil War raged on.

But after the death is beloved Saratoga Brown, my friend took little interest in his progress.

Indeed his behavior became so wild that we all started worrying about his sanity.

So we deflated the Aurora, put it in storage and set off for New York.

Where we figured his wild behavior was, and what we did was we were able to do it.

The question was, could we get him there in one piece?

We came.

Looks like I got to be.

Full house.

Ah, ah.

Oh, Jack.

Oh, Jack.

My game again, I think, gentlemen.

I think you've won just one game too many, Mr. Farr.

Delighted to accommodate you, Colonel.

Hi.

Hi.

How are you?

How are you?

True, settle in now.

I didn't say you were cheating, sir.

It was implicit.

I think there is room for ten places each way in this car.

Shall we come out?

Look, I wasn't accusing you of anything.

If you thought I was, I apologize.

Ah.

Well, in that case.

Shall we continue?

Yes, of course.

Somebody else wishes to register an objection.

Go papers, coffee, postcards, animals, radishes, notebooks.

I got candy, I got cigars, beets, apples.

Are you selling beets?

Hey, come up, will we slow down back a mile?

Resent each straight out of the field.

These are covered with dirt.

Well, five cents for this, sir.

You can wash yourself off.

Two cents, dry yourself, and then clean the beets afterwards.

If you don't like beets, I got apples, maple sugar, peanuts, onions.

Onions, of course.

Lady, you look like the refined type.

So I present you with Grand Trunk Herald.

You know it's a lot of publication I'm familiar with.

I wrote it myself, set the type myself, and printed it in the baggage cart.

It's a real good read.

You're a typhoon, mister. A young typhoon.

He means that you have the makings of a great American businessman.

What's your name?

Al, Al, the news boy.

You want a joke book? Ten cents?

Keep all your friends laughing.

Yeah, he does that anyway.

Might I have a cup of tea?

I am nation of that. That's enough.

I'm out of this game.

I'm not computing your honesty, mister. I just didn't realize I was dealing with it professionally.

Mr. Isaiah Threubworth's compliment, sir, he'd like to invite you to his private car for a game of cars.

Isaiah Threubworth, and he's a ham.

Mr. Threubworth is one of America's most distinguished citizens, sir.

Let's put it this way, mister fog.

I reckon he's the only man on this train, can afford to sit down at cars with you.

Mr. Threubworth, Mr. Isaiah Threubworth, please.

I'm hungry.

Be okay, sir.

Go on, Dad.

Go on.

Go on, go on, go on.

Go on, go on.

No, no, no, no, no, no.

No, no, no, no, no, no.

No, no, no, no, no.

pressures of business. But as long as I can lighten the load with the aid of

song, I will carry on. You are fond of opera? I understand you wish to play

the cards with the throngs. Man who gets to the point. Very good. So do I. You play

blackjack Mr. Fogg? And the five dollars was kindly returned to its owner by the

honest newsboy who was well rewarded for how public spirited he were.

You should read this, Jules. It's charming. Especially the spelling. I'm too busy

waiting for the gun far. Oh surely not. I will go to bring him the paper. I'll

fulfill his that instead of the times and he'll shoot you, but what? Yes. But...

Oh come on then. We'll all go. You know, Billy is just loves having people

peering at his shoulder when he's playing for high stakes. I know but this one

is a big card. It's also the wrong card. Oh thank you, Buzzbottoo. We seem to have

practically ever come on the train. Oh. Oh right man. It's just a little chemistry experiment.

I never knew so furic acid could do that to a copper nitrate. So furic acid? You have a

laboratory man. Got to keep up with science mister. You want to see? Well done sir. I respect your skill.

And I respect your... I couldn't say Mr. Trumbulls. Truth is Fogg. Fast as I lose it to you. I can't

keep up with how much is coming in. Uncle Sam you know. You're a government

contractor. The very best kind. And what kind would that be? I make firearms mister

Fogg. Every time one of those boys in blue shoots a boy in grey, I get richer.

Strange, ain't it? That's where I keep the food that I get from the farmers. This is where I

try to newspaper. This is where I write down my ideas for what I want to do when I grow up.

Well, this is what you're doing now. You haven't only knows what you're going to do when you grow up.

I think he has a hearing problem Rebecca. Is that true round? Has anyone ever tested your hearing?

I'm alright Miss. Pick up everything I need out of my good ear. Look! An automatic steam

person. Yep, I call him Stephen Joe. See, what I do is I pour the water in here and then let

a mattress too underneath here for about 30 seconds. And that creates steam that goes throughout

Stephen Joe. And then he just sort of walks like this. He's dealing Joe. What for is he?

He's not for anything I guess. Just a toy. Is this a toy too? Where did you get this?

Didn't get it from anywhere. I made it. But it's the Carla Most Chariot. I imagine you must find the origins of your fortune somewhat distressing.

I don't quite follow you sir. That every drop you drink, every morsel you eat, is paid for by young men killing one another.

My guns and bullets don't kill people, Mr. Fog. It's people who kill people. Where did you find that argument?

Inside a Christmas cracker. Are you trying to look down on me Fog? Would that be as a card player, a war profiteer, or as a human being?

You damned English snot. I'm not good enough for you, but my money is up. Actually, it isn't.

Oh, and by the way, I've heard mortally wounded Wolverines who can sing better than you.

Stop right there, sir. We have business to settle.

You see, there's little engine that makes these stones go round, and that sort of creates an energy that keeps it around the ground, and the screws just push it along through the air.

The same machine you worked on for Carla most shall you?

But I sent it that machine away. I did this for lambda. Have a look at these.

These are Aztec. The Aztecs have the Phoenix? How did you know what kind of stones do you use?

By trying out every other stone there is. I like doing that stuff.

And they're jumping through the truck. How does he do that?

Huh?

He means, how do you make it travel through time?

He doesn't travel through time, mister. You nuts. The only way I know how to travel from time is by staying alive.

Gentlemen, on the count of three, we each take five paces forward, turn and fire at will.

One.

Three.

Will you?

Oh, the wall just swelled you up. Seems to swallow it up everything else.

What the devil do you think you're playing at?

Saving your life, about our influence. Well, somebody's anyway.

Master, look. The beat selling boy is building the cardinal chariot out of the picture.

The Phoenix?

You built it from Aztec drawing.

It must be coming in and out of the fifth dimension. It's the only explanation.

What?

Sorry about knocking you down, mister. You won't tell the company, will you?

Well, boy, I'll have to think about that.

These have been used. I can only offer you $20.

That'll be quite acceptable.

It's going to be furious. We're doing this.

It'd be dead if we don't.

You know that he's just put every penny he owns into some crazy gold mining scheme?

He'll be bankrupt by tomorrow.

That's if he's still alive. You know he's going to the races this afternoon as a jockey?

So, what do we do now? Drug his horse?

Here you are, sir. Take my advice. Don't let her spend it all on drink.

Yes. How much for these?

$20.

Now, we have to distract him.

With what?

I have no idea.

Who is that?

It's all right, Jules. I'll see you back at the hotel.

But I choose. It's fine.

My dear Miss Fogg, I'll splendid to see you looking so well.

I trust you've been enjoying your little holiday.

Holiday, Sir J

Jules.

Stop in the league of darkness from changing the course of the Civil War.

Hardly what one would call a rest cure?

Yes, well, you're acting on your own initiative, not Secret Service instructions.

Commendable, but risky. Now I want you back.

I'm afraid you're going to have to wait, Sir John.

Philius is in his pot of trouble.

Your cousin's problems can hardly be allowed to stand in the way of your duty to your country.

This is a rather unusual circumstance.

Miss Fogg? Just because your late guardian was once headed to Secret Service, it doesn't give you any special privileges, do you know?

In fact, rather the reverse. I expect you to follow orders just like everyone else.

Sir John, Philius is seriously disturbed.

Is he indeed?

Well, knowing Fogg, he's probably brought his difficulties upon himself.

There is a direct result of his helping us in a time of great need.

Rebecca.

Your cousin is perfectly capable of looking after himself.

Goring to my newspaper, he's just doubled his fortune.

May I see that?

Now, I want you to go to Mexico.

It seems that Louis Napoleon has decided to invade, and London has considerable financial interests at stake.

Thank you, Sir John, Philius.

Where are you going?

Hello, gentlemen.

We're good for our front of ours.

Al. Al the news for it.

We're in Tina for weeks.

Gabe up.

What West?

He joined the army.

It threw him off the train for blowing up the baggage car.

Now where exactly is he?

Hey, bye-bye.

Nice and hot, Sir.

It is most wonderful, Philius Demi.

Thank you, Sir.

I have a mission for you, Philius.

Oh, do tell me. There's no need to wait for Passport to finish my Twalad.

There is a New York surgeon who has just operated on a young girl who has been deaf since birth and completely cured her hearing.

Whoopee. Passport to crack open the champagne.

Anne?

Anne. Perhaps he can help young Al.

The newspaper boy, you remember?

I doubt that even so energetic a newspaper boy as young Al earns enough money to attract potentials for New York's surgeon.

Of course not.

You're going to pay for it.

I have a good problem.

You heard me.

You've just made more money than you know what to do with.

And it is about time.

You thought about somebody other than yourself.

Really, Rebecca?

Yes, really, Philius.

Am I not right, Jules?

Of course you're right.

We're tired of seeing you moparan in a suicidal fashion fog.

It's time you did some good in the world.

What a pleasant place to pass the morning. Thank you so much for bringing me here.

There's no way in.

The doors are bolded, Master.

Kel-Khattis-Drav.

She will be off.

No, Philius. We sharmed.

What was it you used to say something about?

Never start anything unless you intend to finish it.

There is nothing more tedious than having one's words of wisdom coded back to one.

You coming?

I'm looking for something, lady.

Yes, I was looking for a young news boy.

Name of Al?

Oh, yeah?

Yes.

And who might you be?

Ever heard of the Wolverton Agency, man?

On contract to the U.S. government.

But Uncle Sam don't keep us too busy.

Lady wants to fight.

Hand up. Come on.

Not a good idea. I'm thinking.

Give me the gun.

Thank you.

Hold this.

Give me your gun.

Can I rope them and brand them, Mr. Becca?

Like the bull boys do.

What?

Just tie them up, I think, husband too.

And I thought you unlocked that door.

I advise you you'll strongly not to go out there, lady.

We're talking about national security here.

How exciting.

Well-known.

It's really us.

I don't believe it.

You're the lady from the train, right?

Yes. What are you doing here?

What have you done, Al?

It's for the army. They gave you the stuff to make my model into a real machine.

It's got bulletproof shutters and guns and everything.

In it, pray?

But what are you doing here?

This man might be able to help with your hearing.

If you want to have an operation, Julius is prepared to pay for it.

There's no necessity in that, Miss Fogg.

Young Al has all the money he needs.

A drop worth. What the hell are you up to?

When you bearings have arrived in the depot, Al,

Filton will take you to get them.

I know genius when I see it, Mr. Fogg.

And I know how to develop it.

And that boy has genius.

You're making deadly weapons.

You have no idea, Fogg.

Mr. Threborth, if you release this, you will start a new kind of war.

Lightning invasions one country by another.

Cities crushed a rubble by armored...

Pastors, the world isn't ready for that.

Then the world had better get ready, Mr. Verne.

We've built Al's machine. We'll test it. If it works, it will be used.

Nothing you can do to stop it.

It's a great shame. I didn't shoot you when we first met.

Never mind about that.

Filious, what is important now is to get Young Al out of here

and have the surge and have a look at him.

Now, I assume you have no objections to that, Mr. Threborth.

Every objection, man.

I need this boy for the field trials tomorrow.

There'll be modifications, improvements.

Fact is, when you start something like this,

there's no stopping.

Oh, but don't worry. In the end, he'll be a very rich man.

Like you.

If he's lucky, over my dead body.

That can be arranged, Mr. Fogg.

Good timing, Captain.

You've just caught a bunch of Confederate spies.

Ready? Hey, Gabe!

Ah! A sasparilla float for the young gentleman.

And if ever a sasparilla float was well deserved, that one is.

Thanks, Mom. Mr. Threborth. This is really good.

Carry on the way you're going, Al.

You'll be able to afford all the sasparilla floats your heart desires.

And ice cream.

Oh, oh. Tubbs full of ice cream.

What happened to the folks that came to see me before?

Oh, they've been sent home out and made to promise not to reveal what they've seen.

Because it's a big secret.

I hate it.

I guess it is. I like the lady. She's real nice.

Nobody's gonna hurt them, are they?

Hurt them. Al, what do you take me for?

De l'iliziramirabi lei ben vu toina.

I'll see you later, PewDiePie for one minute.

I wanna show you the new gun outfit.

I'll tell you the new gun outfit.

I'll tell you the new gun outfit.

I'll tell you the new gun outfit.

There you go.

There, Phil. Not as bad as all that.

Oh.

I beg your pardon.

We have to make the chat your go-pull before it's too late.

Ah, poof.

I didn't know I'd think of that.

The stones.

Backwater dyes him to him in spirit.

What?

In the reverse, the rotational direction, the stones, the power and the phoenix.

Don't destabilize the energy, Phil.

Don't move, Phil.

Bring it.

I'll have a pawn.

I'll take him with us.

That was for you, Miss Vogue, with all my love.

I trust the manacles are not too uncomfortable,

but a good audience is so hard to find.

I strongly suspect that our friends in the freight wagon will soon make an unwise dash for it.

And then...

Soldier, are you wanting to play a game of card with my master?

Yes, they're renowned various vices from London, England.

Filius is, er, famed for his skill, even.

There are people who would travel halfway around the world for a game of poker with Filius Vogue and Wist.

Do either of you play Wist?

Here's my suggestion.

If you can guess where he hides the Queen of Hearts, you win this.

I know you have your doubts about the Secret Service, Filius, but they are awfully good at these little things.

You see, Mr. If you took the gun up and down like that, you get a clear line of fire going back and forward.

Those people that came to see me before, what did you say happened to them?

They're safely in New York. Get about them. They don't care about you like I do.

Why do you ask?

You see that they're calling you? It ratches up the lever and swings the whole thing around. Real smooth.

I'm kind of pleased with that myself, Mr. Threworth. How do you like it?

Very nice. Very nice.

You and I are making history here, boy. These guns will fire more bullets and faster than any previous firearm known to man.

Isn't that something to be proud of?

I've never thought of it that way, Mr. Threworth.

Your name will be in all of the encyclopedias.

Get me up! Get me up!

What the hell is going on? We're not supposed to be in a war zone!

Get me up! Get me up! Get me up! Get me up!

Get me up! Get me up! Get me up!

Oh, God. It's a Confederate ambush. Let's get out of here.

What do we do about these two?

Get to play! Come on!

Quickly! Over here!

Oh, ratists! I demand to know what's going on. We're supposed to be miles away from that damn rebels!

Let's move north, sir. Looks like a Confederate raid.

Possibility might take the train, sir.

Your job is to protect the Phoenix captain.

You have to make strong work.

Thank you, sir. That vehicle could save us.

If you want to stay alive, Mr. Threworth, I suggest to get that machine of yours working right away.

Yes.

Ratist battle of the civil walls in front of six thousand from here.

The least twink are over supplies to you, you need to win it.

A general leave wants us to stop the supplies from reaching the Yankees.

And we are not going to let the general down.

Now we boys!

Hell, we are going to go one better than that.

We are going to get it for union good, and bullet, and fire the barrel off that train for the Confederacy.

And the right boys!

Yes!

Thank us!

General leave is going to march right into that battle, and shoot those damn Yankees with their own damn bullets.

Yeah!

What the hell is that?

Hey, guys! This way! Come on!

Any sign of it?

No. He's nowhere to be found.

The Threworth's car is deserted. Did you try the other freight workers?

Nothing.

No!

I'm here!

Get that!

That's over there!

I'm here!

I'm here!

I'm here!

Complete success.

The Pullchins doesn't destabilize the men in Threworth's tries.

What about the boy?

Wasn't he in Threworth's car?

No!

We have to, it was with you.

I can't find anything!

Oh, God!

What have we done?

Damn Yankees!

Genius sons of bitches ain't they?

They may not have as many gentlemen as we do.

But they got mechanics coming out of their ears.

They look for land boys!

We've just condemned that for today.

Did you hear how we got?

Are we going to get him out of there?

But the whole battlefield is covered with washing bullets, master.

Truth plus bar two.

But beside the point.

Go off, Phil. We'll cover you.

I'm coming with you, Quark.

It's working, Mr. Grover, that's working!

You sure heard something here, didn't we?

Well, I think we did, boy.

Let's try the guns.

Don't die!

Now this is what I call a fight machine!

Get down!

Get down!

Look at that, Al.

The future is war-fed!

See you to be enough!

I'm going to kill you, you're going to die!

You can't kill me!

I'm going to die!

Go on, I'm going to die!

You're going to die!

I'm not going to die!

You're going to die!

Just...

...see, deep, deep...

No!

I know you don't, you little rat.

Who flew!

You gone mad boy!

Mr. Bond!

Come on Al, let's get you out of here.

You're trying to kill him, folks!

How long does he survive out there?

Is there any chance?

Well, if you undoing that sabotage burn...

...you salvaged my fight machine.

You study Al? No sudden movements go.

No!

No!

I got you!

No!

Please, I...

Got it!

Good.

Let's get this wretched machine out here.

Oh, you don't, Mr. Fogg.

This is a killing machine which neither side is ready for, and as far as I am concerned, neither side is going to have it.

Step away from those controls, or I'll put a bullet through you.

Really?

Is this an up poker game, David?

Over all, shoot!

Not you, Mr. Bond!

Yes!

There's a damage to the steering.

It's Robert.

What?

Get out! Get out of here!

Hey, hey, hey!

Hey, look at the maniac!

Keep, kill the stone!

No!

Oh!

Shit!

Oh, you, Mr. Bond!

Oh, no!

Good. Let's go back for the others.

Build up, huh?

Thank you.

Come on.

I've got a scalda settled with you and your damn machine.

Hey, you were right, pal.

I'm all right, miss.

But I want to go home.

Well, how about New York?

How about operation?

It's real nice of you, man, but I don't think I'm quite ready to jump right into that.

Well, surely you'd like to hear like everyone else?

Most of them never have anything worth listening to, Mr. Vernon.

Besides, the interesting stuff's up here, or it's quiet.

I kind of like the idea of keeping it that way.

Quiet.

So, would it be all right if I went home?

Yes, I would.

Sounds like a very good idea indeed.

Pittsburgh train, police collect passenger, telegraph hut 18.

All by electricity.

There's nothing you can accomplish electricity on.

Someday people will move through electricity.

People will be able to speak to each other's electricity.

They'll even be able to conquer the darkness with it.

Somebody figured out how. Somebody like you.

Provided you don't waste your genius and turn into a monster like the Trumblith.

Don't worry about that, Mr. Fog. Not all the money in the world ain't going to learn me back into that stuff.

I'll build the Phoenix. I'm done with Al.

What do you mean done with Al?

Al's short for Alba, which ain't my real name. My real name's Tom.

Really screwed up, didn't I, Mr. Fog?

No, we all do that.

That's what you're the next to, Counts.

By the way, thank you.

Watch it, back there.

Come on, baby.

This is the fair.

That's way too much, Mr.

Consider it as an investment in your next invention.

You see, I have something of an interest in the future.

What do you mean?

No, no, no, no. Thank you.

Thank you. I couldn't possibly. Thank you.

I want him to have it. The guy that talks funny.

Here you go.

Thank you.

Bye Al.

You have a long and happy life and you do wonderful things.

Oh, my God!

By the way, Tom, you never told us your last name.

Edison, Mr. Verne, Thomas Alba Edison.

So, Phyllis, what's next on the agenda?

Getting rid of that appalling machine, my dear cousin.

Not something.

I'm not sure.

I'm not sure.

I'm not sure.

Getting rid of that appalling machine, my dear cousin.

Not something I think one can just leave lying around.

If you see what I mean.

Shall we be off?

Gentlemen.

And so began our adventures in the west,

while the war raged behind us a whole new continent lay ahead,

waiting to explore.