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This is Nemo.

We have taken control of the vessel,

and we'll use to escape Kalpani.

You'll hang for this.

The Company will already
be plotting how to recover her.

A Company ship.

She's coming at us.

Turn about. We'll ram her.

Full speed ahead.

- A sea monster.
- What?

We will take your
women and children,

but none that serve the Company.

Who are they?

Pirates of some kind.

I'll see you're hunted
to the ends of the earth.

You'll be hunting in the wrong place.

Captain, your command.

The Dreadnought.

- Who is this Nemo?
-You mark my word,

he's going to exploit all of us
to get exactly what he wants.

Just like the Company.

We're sinking fast.

It must have been damaged
when you rammed the ship.

We can't purge the ballast tanks.

So we'll just keep sinking?

There has to be another way
to purge the tanks.

There is.

Fine. What is it?

Your idea. Please!

It's simple, but it will work.

Hand pump air into the ballast tank.

No, no, no, no.

We'd be pumping air
we are breathing into the tanks.

You have a better plan?

We'll need a crank of some kind.

There's one in the capacitor
with the diving suits.

If we pump just enough air
into the ballast tanks,

it will lift us back up.

We could try.

Keep going!

It's not working.

I don't understand.

It has to work.

I can't breathe.

No, no, no.

Come on. Come on!

Oxygen levels are getting too low.

Push!

Are the tanks...

empty?

Not enough to make a difference.

Nemo. Nemo.

Nemo.

What's that?

What, you don't hear that?

It's leaking.

Grease. I need grease.

And a pipe clamp.

- Sealed.
- Again.

Come on, come on.

It's working.

It's working.

It's going up.

Oh, we did it.

You did.

Hello Sun!

We're alive.

For how much longer,
with Captain Crazy running things?

It's not like we have much of a choice.

Don't we?

We have to fix the engine.

Benoit, please rest.

There's no time.

We have to restore the power,

or we'll drift into Company territory.

Oi!

You little scallywag!

Whose are those?

Lord Pitt is a major shareholder
in the Company.

He'll be coming with us.

Oi, oi, oi.

Clear off. Sir.

Permission to sail.

No, I don't need anyone's say so.

Get her underway.

Lieutenant Punch, gangplank up.

Clear the decks.

Aye, Captain.

Let's see what she can do.

Gangplank up.

- Clear the decks!
-Aye, sir!

Swiftly now, or you'll be hugging
the gunner's daughter!

Enter.

Lord Pitt, Captain Youngblood
asked me to check if you were comfy.

And how would I be comfy
inside of this metal box?

It's smaller than Ivanhoe's kennel.

Ivanhoe, your Lordship?

He's a Gordon.

Ivanhoe's a Gordon?

A Setter.

A dog, man.
Surely, you're familiar with the concept.

A dog-man?

Look, have you got anything bigger?

Something with a bath, perhaps?

At least a decent bed?

I'm afraid not, sir.

What's that thread, Your Lordship?

It's a Brahmanical thread.

My Hindu instructor allows me to wear it.

Well, when in Rome, I suppose.

Right, likewise.

Dear God.

What have we got ourselves
into, Algie boy?

What were his exact words?

I told you.

"Miss Lucas..."

...I am very sorry but you have
proved yourself far too valuable

for me to let you leave the Nautilus...

"...at this present time."

- And you said?
- I said...

Why would I want to leave?

I'm sorry?

Well, by training, I'm an engineer
and, by inclination, a scientist.

We are beneath the waves,

traveling through a world
that nobody has ever explored before.

I have made my peace with how
I've got here and I have no intention...

"...of leaving, I promise you."

- You say it like that?
- Mmm-hmm.

You're not that good a liar.

I assure you.

I am.

I promise you.

And you believed her?

Flare nut spanner.

You need the half-moon.

Flare nut.

The Nautilus is a wonder
of science and engineering.

Thank you.

But, that is not what I asked.

This is no good. Half-moon.

What can she do?

You're not going
to make it with that dress.

Watch me.

Archie!

I don't wanna leave you with Kai.

He might boil you and eat you.

See, the others are already going.

What are you worried about?

It is over a thousand miles
across Company-controlled India

to my home in Bengal.

My village is only a few days
down the road from here.

Come there with me first.

More importantly, I thought
we would be a lot closer to the shore.

You can't swim?

How hard could it be, huh?

I do the arms, and...

We've repaired the damage.

I see no reason at all
why it's still not working.

Nemo!

They're leaving.

Just take my hand.

Jagadish, come one!

I'll help you.

Ah, mon Dieu!

This is not good.

I told you you couldn't
make it with the dress.

Who are they?

Fishermen.

Not them. Them.

Sergeant, take half the men,
commandeer those fishing boats

and seize the vessel.

Company troopers.

They'll inform Bombay we are here.
We have to get away.

- With even less crew.
- To hell with them.

How are we going to run the Nautilus
with just seven people?

You tell me.
You're the first mate.

I am?

Come on now.

Without power, we're not going anywhere.

Hey, princess, where are you going?

These are your people coming to save you.

Make ready!

Take aim!

You are not going back
to the underwater boat.

Fire!

Get back to the underwater boat. Now!

Company troopers.

Go, go, go.

Reload! Reload!

Shoot those criminals!

Damn this thing!

We checked everything
that could possibly be wrong.

Pull, man, pull!

Yes!

Quick, the forward hatch.

Is there something you wanna say?

They're right behind you.

Quick.

That should do it.

You disconnected those!

How else was I going to escape?

We're not done here, Miss Lucas!

I think you'll find we are.

We have power!

Take on ballast.

Starboard side taking on ballast.

Port side.

Turan, what the hell are you doing?

Writing, why?

Ah, you are writing?
Tell me, I want to hear.

Really?

No! Portside ballast.

Come on, men!

Take her down.

Aye, Captain.

Engine engaged.

Blaster boy!

Archie!

Leave the dog, little man!

- Close the hatch!
-Don't move.

- I have this. Take the wheel.
- Yes.

- Send word to Bombay!
-Sir.

If we're to stand
a chance of evading the Company,

we must get out of the Gulf of Kutch

and make it to the open sea
before we cut off.

To do that, like it or not,
you need a crew.

- I have one.
- Ah, yeah.

Two men tried to leave.

How many more next time?

You must give them a reason to stay.

You want to run,

I can't stop you.

But before you try again,
you should know this,

you have stolen the Company's
most prized possession.

In doing so, you have humiliated
some of the most powerful men on Earth.

Their agents will scour every port
and city until they find you.

And when they do,

you will be punished.

And long before the Company is done,

you'll be begging
to be put out of your misery.

Is that true?

Mmm-hmm.

We are deep in enemy territory,

on a boat that is undermanned and unarmed.

If we don't make the open sea by tomorrow,

be in no doubt

we will be intercepted by whatever ships

the Company is at this
very moment dispatching from Bombay

to hunt us down.

I will not allow anyone
to put the Nautilus in further danger.

Is that clear?

The Nautilus was sighted
in the Gulf of Kutch.

We have a good chance
of cutting her off here.

This ship can go faster.

She's new and un-trialled at sea,
must be broken in.

Push her any harder,
we might not get there at all.

Do it.

Full ahead, all engines.

Aye, sir.
Full ahead, all engines.

Where is Captain Millais?

Below.

He hasn't left his cabin
since coming on board.

Miss Lucas.

Whoa!

A moment if you please, madame.

Mademoiselle.

Your act of sabotage
almost got us all killed.

You forget that I also saved your lives.

You gave me your word you would stay.

But didn't you lie
to a man you call a friend

about your intentions for the Nautilus?

Benoit and I... We...

And you are not my friend.

So, consider this fair warning, Captain.

The first chance I get,
I will try and escape again.

Correction. Not try.
Actually escape.

Lock me up if you like.

As you were locked up.

You really think this compares
to the place

your countrymen kept us prisoners?

Used us as slaves?

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

No, I...

No, I, I misspoke.
I'm sorry.

But you must have committed some crime

to have been imprisoned
in that place, surely?

If I suspect you of doing
any further damage to the Nautilus,

I will leave you to the sea.

You came back.

Helped us get away
from your own people, why?

That will be

none of your business.

Speed?

Twelve knots.

Clearance?

Clearance?

Nine fathoms.

It's hope that brings people together.

Lord Pitt, is there any particular reason

that you've decided to join us
on this voyage?

I'm here for love.

How gallant.

My fiancée is aboard the Nautilus.

Miss Humility Lucas?

That's right.

You must have heard of her, of course.

She's quite the catch.

Even for a chap as eligible as myself.

I had the pleasure of her company

on the journey from London to Bombay.

Not quite to Bombay.

You must be the chap
that allowed her to be taken

by the escaped convicts.

I failed her.

Captain Youngblood.

You've met this Nemo.

Tell me, what did you make of him?

He's a convict, a murderer
and now a kidnapper.

With respect, I didn't ask you, Lord Pitt.

Youngblood?

He is ruthless.

He's also reckless.

Uncivilized.

But he seems resolute.

Brave.

Oh, pish-posh.

Whatever else this Nemo is,
he will be dead soon

by my hand.

You are not afraid of what the Company
will do if they capture us?

A true revolutionary has no place
in their heart for fear.

Perhaps I could put
a good word in for you.

You know, with, with the Company.

Blah. Blah. Blah.

If the revolution ever came,

you would be the first to run, you coward.

What would you know, huh?
You're a farmer.

A remnant of the feudal order.

If it wasn't for farmers,
you would have no rice to eat.

Really, you're a farmer?

What's that like?

Just shut up and eat.

Oh!

Excuse me.

Where are you going?

He has no manners.

He's eating with his fingers.

This is embarrassing.

A few grains of rice
for breakfast, lunch and dinner.

That's all we have.

Someone is still stealing biscuits.

Why would you steal these biscuits?

An electrical
resonant transformer circuit.

I had no idea they existed in reality.

They didn't.

Until we built this one.

I'd offer to show you around,
but you seem familiar with how it works.

And how it can be made to stop working.

I'm sorry.

Under the circumstances,

you're forgiven.

You built her for the Company?

They were the only ones
who would pay to build her.

And they promised
she would be used for exploration.

Then I saw Kalpani,

how they would build my dream.

With the sweat and blood
and sufferings of human beings

used as slaves.

Everything the Company
had told me was a lie.

They intended the Nautilus
to be used as a weapon?

I'm afraid so.

Mmm.

Now, can I show you something?

Looks like some kind of munitions shell
for use under water.

This must be where
the explosive charge sits.

Only there's no explosives onboard.

We looked everywhere

So how's it powered?

Compressed air.

Benoit says they're called torpedoes.

You know a lot about explosives, do you?

I know my blasting powder
from my gunpowder.

You must fire them through these.

Wow!

You know, my father was an engineer.

Ah...

I've always loved
to understand how things work.

He encouraged that.

Taught me.

A good man.

And here is our marvel.

Sea water is heated using the electricity.

- Uh-huh.
- And then, as you can see,

the steam is piped
to the steam engines a bit further on.

Oh, which drives the propellor.

Exactly.

- Electrical regenerative catalyst--
- Hey, don't touch it!

- Oh.
- It's hot.

There were points at which
I thought my task impossible.

Nemo helped me find solutions
for the most complex problems.

Nemo?

He has a brilliant mind.

When he applies it.

The Nautilus is as much his as mine.

And for that reason I let him name her.

Why Nautilus?

That's for him to say.

As for myself,

when I realized
the Company's true intention,

I wanted to walk away.

But Nemo persuaded me
that we should build it

and then use it to escape.

And then he betrayed you?

He has his reasons
for being the way he is.

Those reasons are?

Ah, your little friend is here.

She's no friend of mine.

Bonjour!

It's been a long time
since I've encountered a Frenchwoman.

It's been a long time for me too.

The last time I encountered a Frenchman
he lost an eye.

You see why?

What language is he speaking?

Where are you from?

Nobody knows
anything about Jiacomo.

How do you know his name then?

We don't.

There you are.

What has he done now?

He's stolen from the ship's stores again.

I never.

Cross my heart.

On Archie's life.

Well, if it wasn't you, it was the dog.

And if I catch him, there'll be
more than biscuits on the menu.

You wouldn't.

He's not going to eat that dog.

If you didn't
steal the biscuits, who did?

We have to stay up tonight to find out.

You don't understand
what's at stake here, Archie.

Hey, concentrate.

Nemo, I have something.

A whaler.

Harvesting the pod we saw.

We have to stop this.

What's wrong?

They're just fishing.

Whales aren't just fish,
they're mammals.

The mothers care for their young,
like humans.

Not mine.

At least you knew your mother

Any delay could see us
cut off by the Company, we can't stop.

Why risk our lives, huh?
For a few fish?

They're not fish.

They're scared.

We have to help them.

Oh, come on.
Don't be stupid.

Maintain bearing and speed.

To leave these creatures
to their fate is inhumane.

Inhumane?

Isn't it humans that hunt them?

Close the shield.
Boniface, you have the helm.

She's a mother leading them away
from her calf.

Belay that last order.
Belay that last order.

Then?

Dead ahead, full speed.

What?

- What happened to getting out of the Gulf?
- To stay alive, huh?

Dead ahead full, and bring her up
to the surface.

Nemo, what about the Company?

- Making the open sea?
- Now!

Do as he says.

Dead ahead full.

Taking her up.

Hold on.

Hand me the rifle.

Captain, he's cutting her free!

Steady!

No, no, hold your fire!

Don't shoot.

No!

He did it!

Stop! Reverse engines!

Reverse the engines!

We only just learned how to make
this thing go forward.

Can you see him?

Thanks for the help.

They've got the calf.

Get Boniface
to circle back to the skiff.

Circle back!

I'll take a bullet for my men.

They're family to me.

Let the calf go!

I wish I could.

But it's the only hope
I have of luring the mother back.

Who gave you the right
to butcher these creatures?

Nobody gave me anything, mister.

You want someone
to blame for our work here,

look to those that use oil to burn lamps
and lubricate machines.

And while you're at it,
put aside your corsets and perfume.

How much to buy the whale?

Hmm.

How much?

Mother will give us 20 barrels of oil.

A thousand dollars a barrel,
you do the calculating.

Where are you going to find
that kind of money?

What do you think you're doing?

Hmm.

What do you say?

I'd say you have a deal.

Real diamonds, boys.
Cut 'em free.

Yes, Captain.

That was theft!

You wanted the whales saved.

Not with my bracelet!

What's more important, a few diamonds

or those whalers being able
to feed their families?

Is that what you think matters to me?

- Diamonds?
- What else?

That bracelet was given to me
by my father.

- He can buy you a new one.
- No, he can't.

I had no idea.

Sorry.

You are?

That's what I said.

And what am I supposed to do with that?

Whatever you wish.
Now, if you'll excuse me.

You are not throwing this away, are you?

They're made
from whale bits, Loti.

The fishes they made this from
are dead already, you know that.

No.

Not again.
They must have slipped past us.

Open water ahead.

That's it, then,
once we make the Arabian Sea,

can't cut us off.

Nemo got us here!

- We're not there yet.
-Wait.

What?

The Dreadnought.

What's the Dreadnought?

It can't be.

It was only a rumour.

It looks very real to me.

Hey. What is it?

A big boat, with big, big guns.

Is it true?
Is the Dreadnought here?

Then they are going to destroy us.

We could

surrender.

Are you stupid?
You heard what they'll do to us.

At least Nemo saved the whales.

Shut up.

If he says he's our Captain,

then we should be
his first responsibility.

The crew.
That is the social contract.

But as usual,
management has simply forgotten,

and it is one rule for them,
another rule for us.

I will show you somewhere
you can put your contract.

Shut up.

Shut up.

Jiacomo! Enough.

We're going to die.

- We're going to die.
- What's going on here?

Nemo, in your worst nightmare,

what could they have sent to hunt us down?

Listen to me.

If we pull together,
and act quickly, we can escape.

Even if we get away now,

they will hunt us down in the end.

If we can get past that ship,
and find the treasure at Halvar,

I promise you, you will be safe
from the Company.

How? They have hundreds of ships,

oh, thousands of soldiers.

He's right, Nemo.

It does not matter how many guns we buy
or walls we build,

we're only a handful.

With that treasure, we won't need guns
or walls to protect ourselves.

Because we will be able
to buy power, anonymity.

These are the things
that keep the rich truly safe.

Doesn't matter whether you chose
to be here or not,

whether I like you, or you hate me.

Whether you see me as captain,
or I see you as a crew,

for the next few minutes,

all that matters is that
we are each other's last, best hope.

Understood?

Good. Get to your stations.

Better?

A little.

I need you in the Engine Room.

You'll have everything she has.

May I join you?

Come.

Scared?

A little.

The only defence we have is torpedoes,

and there are no explosives.

Then we'd better use our wits, hadn't we?

Take her down.

We're going to be just fine.

You heard the captain. Dive!

She's diving.

Close the shield.

Cut the engines.

Engines shut down.

Run silent.

Why silent?

Mr. Haris?

Shut that dog up.

Archie?

Archie?

I have something.

Use the keg bombs.

We need more readings
to establish her exact position.

One only needs to get close.

The explosion will turn the water
into a hammer

- which will punch through her hull.
- You'll sink her.

Rather that than have her fall
into the hands of our enemies, Captain.

And Miss Lucas?

Ah, it's unfortunate.

But she must take
her chances with the rest of them.

I won't allow that.

If any harm befalls Miss Lucas,
I will see that it's your career.

If you're going to find this
upsetting, Lord Pitt,

might I suggest you retire to your cabin.

- The keg bombs...
- You can't just ignore me, Crawley!

It seems I can.

Now.

Ready the kegs.

Cut fuses to a depth of 20 fathoms.

- Aye, Captain.
-All engines stop.

All engines stop.

Ready the keg bombs.

Cut the fuses to 20 fathoms.

Right, sir.

Archie?

Archie?

- Light fuses.
-Light fuses!

Fire away.

Away!

Quiet.

What was that?

Let's not wait and see.
Take her down.

Purge ballasts.

Gently does it.

Nemo will take her deeper.

Ready more kegs!

- Fuses for 65 fathoms.
-Aye, sir!

Set fuses for 65 fathoms!

Aye, sir! 65 fathoms!

- Depth?
- 54 fathoms.

Take her all the way down.

- Fire away!
-Away!

Any closer, we're dead.

Depth?

98 fathoms.

We have nowhere else to go.

Then the next stage
of our journey may be a spiritual one.

Two more kegs, Lieutenant Punch.

- Fuses for 100 fathoms.
-Aye, Captain.

Set fuses for 100 fathoms!

Fuses for 100 fathoms!

- Fire away!
-Away!

Kegs blew at about 90 fathoms.

They must have struck the Nautilus.

Or they imploded because of the pressure.
How deep were they tested at?

50 fathoms.

We are too deep for them.

Well done.

We did it.

Yeah.

Nothing.

Wait.

The Nautilus?

I don't think so.

Archie?

Open the viewing port.
Keep listening.

Are you all right?

Quiet.

Or you're dead.