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

Let the calf go!

Who is this Nemo?

He is a convict, a murderer,
and now a kidnapper.

He is a pirate from the Coromandel Coast.

But you must have
committed some crime

to have been imprisoned
in that place, surely?

You have stolen the Company's
most prized possession.

You have humiliated
some the most powerful men on Earth.

In your worst nightmare,
what could they have sent to hunt us down?

It can't be.

Archie.

Use the keg bombs.

Fire away!

Any closer, we're dead.

Archie.

Take her all the way down.

We are too deep for them.

Keep listening.

Quiet.

Or you're dead.

We should not be down here.

Out with it. Any debris?

Nothing, sir.

But did we get them or didn't we?

I'm getting some sort of clicking sound.

Clicking?

Shh.

Get off me!

Shut that dog up!

Shh.

I would rather deal
with the Company than this.

We're stuck.

Mr Haris. Mr Haris!

I need answers now.

I don't know what it is.

What is it?

Might be some kind of giant squid.

Off with you.

What the hell is going on?

- What is it?
- Huh?

- What is, what is that sound?
- Nothing.

I can hear it breaking.

- Nothing's breaking.
- The ship is breaking.

No, it's not.

I'm not sure the glass will hold.

What are you actually
going to do?

Try and scare it off.

Get it.

With that?
It's 10 times your size.

Please stop talking.

But just remember, it's probably
frightened from the explosions.

Then I'll kindly ask it to leave us alone.

Listen, I haven't
completed my test.

But the suit should hold.

What do you mean, "Should?"

Do something, Nemo!

The suit held.

And the whale saved you.

Now tell me it's not a sentient being.

Hot seaweed tea.

Thank you.

Tasty.

The Dreadnought is still here.

It's quietened down again, sir.

All I hear are muffled noises.

Tell me if the engines start up.

You think it will work?

Only one way to find out.

We loaded it up with anything
that will make a noise.

And don't worry,
we have no explosive charges

so no fish will get hurt.

You're not as funny as you think you are.

I have something.

They're on the move.

Captain, follow that sound.

Do not lose it.

What's the bearing?

CREWMAN:180 degrees, sir.

They're leaving.

For once we have a win.

Fire the engines.

Wait, if we fire the engines
too soon, they'll hear.

Soon as the torpedo dies, they'll be back.

Fire the engines. Stations.

Something's not right.

It's just starving.

Like all of us.

It's all right.

Do you want to tell me what's going on?

Blaster?

What's your name?

I'm Miss Lucas. Humility.

You tell them I'm not a threat.

The rest of them out there,
you, you tell them.

You have a knife at a child's throat.

Let him go, and I'll tell them.

No one's going to hurt you.

You have my word.

- A trooper.
-This...

The devil himself!

I say we throw him overboard.

I say we let him speak.

- Why?
- I'm not interested in hearing him speak.

I was on duty when you took the sub.
I tried to get out.

- You knocked me unconscious, remember?
- Hmm?

- Very brave.
-Yes.

That was me. Very brave.

Please.

You think I wanted to join the Company?

Where I come from,
it's either that or rot in the streets.

What would you have done?

I won't let you do to this man

what you did to Captain Youngblood
and those poor sailors.

You won't let me?

Lock him up.

When we reach land, we'll put him ashore.

The moment the Dreadnought
is within telegraph range,

every Company ship from Cape Town
to Gibraltar will be looking for us.

We head east, take the Northeast passage
through the Arctic,

to the Pillars of Halvar.

That route will take us a month, at least.

Excuse me? A month?

I will go insane.

We continue at depth, undetected.

We need to resurface so we can resupply.

We're running out of food and water.

- Out of the question.
- There is nothing out there but water.

And you're welcome to drink it.

How much do we have?
A week's supply?

- Days?
- If we eat nothing and drink less.

You are supposed to be
managing our supplies.

What supplies?

We stole a boat,
there's hardly anything on it.

Excuses! You have one job, huh.

What do you mean you've lost him?

The sound has...

stopped.

A submarine doesn't just...

...disappear!

Director Crawley.

The torpedo.

You've traded in this region?

Many times.

We cannot go here.
Company territory.

Or here or here.

We'll be shot the moment we make landfall.

- What about there?
-No.

-Here?
-Don't even think about it.

-There?
- Absolutely not.

Company territory?

The people there, they believe,
the head contains, erm, er...

- Mana.
- Yeah.

Mana?

It's like a head magic.

They will consume it
the first opportunity they get.

Oh. Amazing. Cannibals.

I don't see we have much of a choice
if we're not to starve.

We'll send out an advanced party.

Miss Lucas, you're staying here,
where you can't get into trouble.

Of course, Captain.

Don't you want me
where you can keep an eye on me?

Well, this is a pleasant surprise.

We're not hostile.

Well, you look faintly hostile.

You're them, aren't you?

The prisoners from Kalpani.

Word of your escape precedes you.

So you are not cannibals.

Not to my knowledge.

You'll find no love for the Company here.

Very wise.

We need supplies.

We can trade.

Oh.

What? You think you're paying with that?

If you bring your ship into the harbour,

I'll see it loaded up with supplies.

And why would you do that?

Because the enemy of my enemy
is my friend.

Have I got that the wrong way around?

You know, you remind me of someone I knew.

The Maharajah of Bundelkhand.

I met him once, some years ago.

He was my father.

Then you must be Prince Dakkar.

How did you know him?

How long have you got?

Why don't you come up to the palace,

- and let me tell you all about it.
- Palace?

My chefs can prepare something
for you to eat.

And I'm sure you'd all welcome
the opportunity to freshen up.

Your Highness, we could all eat.

-I don't think so.
-Wash our faces.

- New clothes.
- No, no.

We're, we're not going
with the Blue Wizard. Oh!

- Very well.
- Erm, my name is Humility Lucas.

This man is holding me against my will.

- Miss Lucas.
- Is this true?

She owes me her life.

Really?

He sank the boat in which
I was travelling to Bombay,

- and imprisoned me on his submarine.
- Shut up.

- Submarine?
-If you found it in your heart

to assist me, my influential friends
would be extremely grateful.

- Friends, huh?
- And before she says anything,

she kidnapped me too.

This is going to be such fun.

My offer remains open.

Au revoir.

Fall out.

- Delighted to meet you.
- Oh.

Let's go.

Lord Algernon Pitt, the Company's
major shareholder, he's your fiancé?

Well, he thinks he is.

May I assume this is
not a match you desire?

You may assume that, yes.

- And you want to...
- Continue my education.

Why shouldn't you, Miss Lucas?

The world needs more educated women.

Look at the mess supposedly educated men
are making of things.

Exactly.

Where do you want to go?

America.

America.

If Europe is to deny me an education,
I'll go elsewhere to become an engineer.

- I'm going to help build the New World.
- Oh!

Which is where
I was rather hoping you come in.

Well, perhaps I can help you.

There's a clipper calling in here,
bound for Manila.

You can then sail to San Diego
or San Francisco.

But until then...

welcome to my humble abode.

Hmm.

It's not quite
what I was thinking.

What's your name?

Amaal, Miss.

Amaalmus?

That's a funny name.

Could you do something for me?

It certainly looks different.

How are you feeling?

Erm...

- Like myself.
-Good. Hungry?

- Always.
-Oh.

Don't put your hands on a woman!

You can't get away from me.

Apparently not.

We were just going to dinner.

Perfect. I'm starving.

Well, we'll make sure
to send you up something.

Steak. Bloody.

I wonder what delights
they're eating at the palace right now.

Hmm, ocean trout.

Lobster.

Even just like a soup, or something.

I don't trust this Englishman.

We're going to bring
the Nautilus in to dock.

The Rajah offered us supplies,
we need them.

This isn't about feeding your crew, is it?

What, you don't like squid?

Let's just say I've gone off it.

Mmm. Delicious.

What the...

Thing of beauty, is it not?

The world's first ice machine.
Or so I'm told.

You know, I'm, I'm quite
a keen engineer myself.

Hmm?

Now, tell me everything there is
to know about the Nautilus.

I'm not sure I could do it justice.

It's Benoit you need to ask,
he designed it.

Along with Nemo.

Nemo Dakkar?

- Is he really a prince?
- Was.

What do you make of him?

Stubborn, angry, a closed book.

Well, can you blame him?

What do you mean?

You don't know, do you?

They killed his wife and daughter.

The Company seized Nemo's lands
while he was studying in England.

His wife put up quite a fight, I'm told.

But by the time Nemo got back,
it was too late.

They were both dead.

Daughter was only
eight or nine years old, I believe.

Nemo was arrested and imprisoned.

They've taken everything from him.

Hey, Captain, please.

I can be of use to you.

Where we're going, I can help you.

Can you help with the supplies?

Check them when they arrive,
and get them on board?

Hmm.

And I need you to stand guard.

No one gets on the sub. No one.

Welcome. Welcome.

Welcome. Welcome. Welcome.

Clean clothes for everyone
in the boot room on the left.

So glad you changed your mind.

A stowaway.

Company man.

Could you make him comfortable?

Prince Dakkar, for you,
it will be my absolute pleasure.

Move!

Gentlemen.

These lands were an absolute backwater
when I first got here.

I cleared the jungle
with my own two hands.

The Company has
allowed you your independence?

Oh, they would undoubtedly
like to take it from me.

As would the Dutch.

Then how do you survive?

Simple, my dear fellow,
I played one off against the other.

Mmm-hmm.

Miss Lucas tells me you are
a quite brilliant man of science.

Well, if Miss Lucas says...

Perhaps you'd like
to take a look at my library.

I have an original manuscript
of Alexander von Humboldt's Kosmos.

Won't be a moment. Come.

Welcome to my little library.

Very impressive.

There's something you must see.

My most prized possession.

This is William Dampier's diaries.

- I've never read this.
- It's fascinating.

Oh, excuse me a moment.

Make yourself at home.

Food from the Rajah.

About time.

Do you think they're eating lobster?

They are definitely eating lobster.

Ugh! Maggots.

The Rajah tricked us.

We need to warn Nemo.

I'll go.

You look like a boring genie.

You look like a walking carpet.

You couldn't resist, could you?

I mean, it is the reason you're here.

Your father.

I met him, only the once, in London.

London?

That can't be right,
he never travelled to England.

Didn't he?

Ice cold.

Perfect.

Now, this was taken

shortly before I left
the East India Mercantile Company.

If I'm not mistaken...

- Isn't this your father?
- Yes.

That's him.

This is the East India Mercantile Company
headquarters

in Marksbury Street.

If you look through the window,
you can see London.

You know why he was there?

For the signing ceremony.

Signing?

I don't...

Oh, you poor man.

You don't know.

Know what?

Your father signed away
his lands to the Company.

Your lands, I suppose.

So that when he died,
they would have every right to them.

Legally, they could only claim his lands

if there was no heir.

Which means...

He must have disowned you.

He didn't tell you?

He wouldn't do that.

There's the proof.

It's just a photograph.

Maybe.

Maybe you're right.

You tell me.

Your father sent you to England
when you were, what, a child?

How often did you see him?
How often did you talk to him?

How well did you really know him?

I'm so sorry.

Come.

Let's get you something to eat.

Atlantis.

Where's the ice?

There is none, sir.

No ice?

- The machine is broken.
- Again?

Well, fetch the engineer.

Sir, you had him executed.

Did I? Oh, dear.

Ah!

The very person I need.

I have something
of an engineering challenge for you.

- Oh?
- Yes. Come this way.

I knew it all along, sir.

- What?
-We're the same, you and me.

Nobility in our blood.

My father is Lord Farley.

That's why I'm going to England
to find him.

Er, look.

This is my family crest.

My mother drew it for me
the night she died.

That's why I went to sea,
to get to London.

Excuse me.

Oh, this is rather awkward.

Wasn't expecting them
to counter so quickly.

Why the charade?

I'm sorry, what?

Why the charade of hospitality?

The Company made a decent offer.

Actually, it's a counter offer.

I already rejected their first one.

£10,000 for our capture,
not bad for a day's work.

Don't flatter yourself.
That's for the Nautilus.

Why not just throw us in the cellars?

Do you have any idea how dull
it gets around here? Still...

All good things come to an end.

The Company will be here within the hour.

They want you alive.

I never go anywhere without them.

Hey.

Ah, Kai, welcome. Sit down.
Eat, eat, eat.

Have you seen Nemo?

Er, no. Have you seen...

Something doesn't feel right.

The food that they gave us at the docks,
it's all rotten.

Well, there is plenty
of fresh food here, huh?

Take whatever you like.

Try the strawberry.
Whoa, delicious.

Haven't you had enough?

-What?
- Cake?

This is a tart.

But you are right.
I think I should eat some jelly.

Jagadish.

- The soldiers, they look hungry.
- Don't worry about them.

We have to keep up our strength
if we are to be ready for the fight.

No, those are just words, my friend.

And you know it.

They are worth nothing without action.

Where's the power source?

Amaal?

Sorry about the conditions.

The Company will be here soon enough.

I'm quite sure you'll feel
perfectly happy back at Kalpani.

I assume you wouldn't
want me speaking ill of you.

Excuse me?

I am a Company man, after all.

Born and bred.

You wouldn't want them
finding one of their own

behind your prison bars, would you?

This is wrong.
Come on.

Follow me.

It's perfectly safe.

All of you. Follow me. Come on.

Go on, eat.

Miss Lucas, maybe this is
not such a good idea.

These children are hungry.

I found them all slaving
in the boiler room.

Go on, Amaal. It's all right.

What's the meaning of this?

You arrange this?

It wasn't them, it was me.

- Ah.
- These children are my guests.

I trust you'll make them
as welcome as you have made me.

Hmm. Take, take, take.

Don't worry, you're not the one
who's going to get shot.

Tastes good, does it?

Hmm?

Eat it now.

Eat it.

- Eat it!
- You cannot do this.

She's sorry, sir. Please.
I'm the girl's father.

Punish me, not her.

Oh, believe me, I intend to.

I must protest.

Must you? Really? How tedious.

Seize them all.

Ungrateful troublemakers.

Well, don't just stand there.

Do as I tell you.

That is what they do.

They divide brother against brother.

Have you finished? Pathetic.

We are not the enemy. He is.

You are prisoners of this man,
as we were prisoners in Kalpani.

- Seize him.
-Sir.

But we realised
you have to earn your freedom.

They won't give it to you.

How long are you going to let them
enslave your children?

Get this man out of my sight.

The Rajah, he lives off your blood,

off your sweat and off your tears.

- This is your land. This is your home.
-Quiet, you!

Seize it. Seize it.

- Seize it with both hands!
- Let go of him!

He's right.

You know he's right.

Who's with me?

What are you doing?

I'm warning you, little man.

Are you willing to die for him?

What a stupid question.

Of course, they are.

I'll see you all hanged for this.

What are you gonna do?
Shoot me? Huh?

I do not get shot.

Put your tiny clock in.

This game is stupid. I love it.

Well, so long as you're all having fun!

The Company's on their way.

Nemo is down in the cells,
in the basement.

But where are you going?

You, you have nothing to fear
except fear itself.

Form up!

Fire at will.

-Ranbir.
- I'm here.

- Take the children and go.
- What about you?

Go! Go! Now!

Let's get them out of here.

Come on, come on.

- What's going on?
- Er, I might have

inadvertently started a little situation.

- How little?
- The crew are being shot at.

- It's not as bad as it sounds.
- Really?

- But we have to get out of here.
- So now, there's a "we?"

Let me guess,
the Rajah withdrew his offer of help.

Let's just say,
I found out what kind of man he is.

The old world isn't capable of change.

- I could have told you that.
- And you're always right?

I don't want to argue.

Fine.

Fine.

This is harder than it looks.

Where did you get that?

- Are you all right?
- Er?

I'm fine. I'm fine.

You did it. You did it!

You control your freedom!

We are the people's soldiers.

We will never suppress the people!

Let's take the palace.

- What?
- Let's take the Rajah's palace!

Let's go!

We need to find another way. Ah...

It's locked!

Oh, God.

Right.

Hiya!

After them!

Hey!

Yes, it's lovely, I'll be back...

Stop!

Behind you...

Whoa! Whoa!

Freedom!

You are the liberators.

This is your time.

We have to cut off
the Rajah's communications.

Let's go.

Thank you.

What are you doing here?

The Rajah's been telegraphing the Company.

Well, not any more.

Viva la revolution!

You sent this.

We should alert the Company.

And let them know I've lost control?

Send out a call for reinforcements.

Mercenaries. Pay whatever they ask.

Whoa! Whoa!

Thank you for coming back for me.

Did you just thank me?

We're leaving.

The supplies were rotten.
All of them.

Move!

Out the way! Get out the way!

Move away! Move away!

The wheel!

Jump!

Not a total loss, then.

Are you all right?

Like you care.

What is that?

Let's go.

What about Jagadish?

Broken.

You!

You're the imbecile responsible
for this whole thing.

You can't stop them now.

Maybe we negotiate a surrender.
We have no choice.

Your Grace?

A man always has a choice.

Bring him.
He may prove a useful trade.

The bay is shallow.

It will limit our ability to manoeuvre.

We need to hurry.

Look. Over there.

Nemo, he gave me the key.

Did you see Jagadish?

He was taken by the Rajah's guard.

I tried to save him, but...

Can't we wait a little longer, please?
He's one of us.

If it wasn't for him,
we'd all be in the cells.

Either we go now or we are caught.

Fire the engines.
Seal the hatches.