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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.

They'll already plotting how to recover her.

A Company's ship. She's coming at us.

Turn her back, 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 till the ends of the Earth.

You'll be hunting in the wrong place.

Captain, your command.

- TheDreadnought. - 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 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.

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 trainingI'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? - Um-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 will we run the Nautilus with just seven people?

You tell me. You're the First Mate.

I am?

Come on. 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.

Reload! Reload!

Shoot those criminals!

Damn this thing!

We checked everything that could possibly be wrong.

Pull, man, pull!

- Yes! - Quick, the forward hatch.