All language subtitles for Snowpiercer.S03E05.WEBRip.x264-ION10

I haven't seen your face yet,

but my love for you
is already limitless.

You aren't just my child.

You're the future.

What's happening to me?

- My baby.
- Zarah, honey, listen to me.

- As you grow up,
you'll hear many stories

about your mother...

- Breathe.

Hard. Push!

How, aboard Big Alice,

she assured
her survival yet again...

And of your father

changing what was left
of the world.

Our journey to bring you
into this world

has been brutal.

- But I wouldn't
change a single

misstep or agonizing decision

that led to your life.

Get out!

- I pray the choices
your father

and I have made are gifts.

The gift of a new life...

And the strength
to face its dangers

on Snowpiercer,

1,029 cars long.

- Did you write down the name
of someone special

you remember?

So now you hang it on the tree.

And then when the baby comes,
Andre and I will

pick one that we really like.

It's a Third Class tradition.

- Someone wants to name
our girl "Ogai."

Tail tradition
was to name the baby

after the nearest city.

- That's right.
Winnipeg.

- Let me hang it.
- Okay.

- Mm.
- Perfect.

Okay, last names up, up.

Get them up on the tree.

Okay, thank you.

Oh, there we go.

Uh, Miss Gillies?

- Kar--Kargle?

That's a beautiful name,
Chunder.

You can go put it on the tree.

- Hey!
You are not coming in.

You're not even supposed
to be in Second.

He's been attacked.

I deserve to see him!

- She's restricted to
Third Class and no Nightcar.

- Ugh, that's right.
I'm blackballed.

It's not the first time
in my life.

- Okay, let's go.
Back downtrain.

Alex.

Alex, is he awake?

I know what the suspension
drugs can do.

He needs me.

He really doesn't.

- Come on.
Off we go.

- But Alex.
No.

Joseph!

Joseph!

Joseph!

Dull.

Sharp.

- Any new symptoms
these last few days?

- New?
Uh, no.

Sharp.

- Increase in the pins
and needles sensation?

- Uh, it's--
it's about the same.

It comes and goes.

It's the lack of sensation

I'm worried about.

- Dull.
- Hm.

- Dull.
- Hm.

Hm.

Um, that was a new area.

Um, is it spreading?

Mm, I can't tell yet.

Perhaps it's shifting.

- But my whole right leg
is still numb.

That's not shifting.

Ugh, well,

thermoreception
is very complex.

Your TRP channels
are essentially

restricting cold stimulus,

editing how you process
injurious stimuli.

Possibly, it's affecting
other sensations.

Like, uh--like turning off
the light in your compartment,

and the neighbor's
light blinks out as well.

- But wait, is it, um--

is that gonna get worse?

- Very hard to say
at this point.

- Ooh.
- Hm.

You okay?
You need to lay down?

- No.
I need to sit up.

All right.

You got this.

Uncle Till coming through.

- What do you think

of the name Alyssa?

Are you okay?

I just feel really full.

Yeah, well, you are.

Uh, should this be happening?

- I don't know.
- Oh, shit.

- Oh, is that--
is that, uh--

- My water breaking.
- That's when--yep, yes.

That's what I was--
I was thinking.

- We got to go.
- Right.

- Do you--
- Yeah, okay.

- Can---can you, uh--

- Okay, um--

make way!

- Headwood Lab.

- Oh.
Oh, my goodness.

Yes.
Thank you.

Code red.
Off you go.

It's time.

Zarah's in labor.

Oh, my goodness.
Dr. Headwood.

- Easy.
All the way to the end.

- What?
You're taking her

to the Headwood Lab?

Zarah, let me help you.

- Can we help you?
- Yeah, I can do it.

- Let's go, you two.
- Oh, okay, fine.

Okay, you got it?

Come on.

Make way!
Clear the path!

- Is it baby time?
- Yes.

- Soon, honey.
- Baby time!

- Make way!
Make way!

- Emergency!
- Baby time!

- I'm having a baby,
not a heart attack.

- Yeah, I got the heart attack
part covered.

Just take it slow.

- Baby time!
Baby time!

- Hooray!
- Okay.

- Baby time, baby time!
- Winnie!

- Out, out, out!
Scoot, scoot.

Go, go. Scoot.

Over here, Zarah. Yes.

- Here?
- Yes, right there.

- All right.
- Baby, baby, baby!

- Uh, Till?
- Oh, yeah.

- Um, let's go, kiddo.
- Thank you.

- Break a leg.

Why is she three weeks early?

- That's really not
out of the ordinary.

- But a genetically modified
cold baby is,

and that better have nothing
to do with it

or I will put you
out of cold-lock myself.

- I assure you, the birth
should be completely normal.

- Should be is not good enough,
Doctor!

- Andre.
- Huh?

We're here. I'm fine.

It's okay.

Ruth.

Oh, thank God you're back.

Oh, uh, it's time.

Ms. Ferami's in labor.

- Oh, goodness, she's early.
Is she all right?

- Yeah, she's doing well,
I think.

- So do we sound the bells?
- Indeed we do.

Some good news for once.

Bells on the hour
till the baby comes.

You'll find the birth protocols
in here.

You know what, actually,
they've become quite fussy

over time, so let's just, uh--

let's just keep it loose.

Sorry, uh, keep it loose?

- Tristan,
Hospitality is not gonna

tie itself in knots
going by the book anymore.

Let's use what we've learned
these past six months.

Keep light on our feet
and meet needs proportionately.

- Right.
I guess nobody

really wants to hear
a klezmer band, do they?

- Mm, nor do we need
to clean up confetti.

- My fellow passengers, the day
has come to welcome the child

of Ms. Zarah Ferami
and Mr. Andre Layton.

As is tradition,
we will ring baby bells

on the hour every hour...

So it's really happening?

It's on.

First baby in a long time.

Ding, ding.

- Well, that must be
a good sign, right?

- Eh, some people come around
just fine, others struggle.

Hard to predict.

He took a dose
straight to the heart, so...

- Try reading to him.

It'll be like book club,
but reversed.

- Well, it might help--
mental stimulation.

Did you hear that, Dubs?

As much as I would like,
your brain won't turn to mush.

"'I know who I am,'
replied Don Quixote,

'and I know that I may be...'"

- Oh!
- "'Not be those I named,

"but all the Twelve Peers
of France,

"and even
all the Nine Worthies,

since my achievements...'"

- Ugh!
- "'They have done all together

and each of them
on his own account.'"

- Okay, breathe.

Breathe.

- Andre, the moment
I stop breathing,

you will be the first to know.

- Got it.
- 48 seconds.

Just getting started.

I need to walk.

- Yep, here we go.
- I can do it.

- I know.
I'm always here to help.

- You've done enough already.
- All right.

Always here to do more.

- Okay.

- I got you.
- Oh, my God.

What's that?

- Liana.
- What?

- Liana, the damn name!
- Okay, here we go.

- No, don't!
Don't, I like it.

- All right, okay.
Yeah, cool, whatever you need.

- All right,
can we gather round, everyone?

- Gather round, please.
- Okay, get in line.

- It's not too often
that we get

to celebrate a birth
on Snowpiercer, is it?

Well, Zarah Ferami is in labor.

And Mr. Layton is by her side.

So the time is nigh
to light our tree.

Hm? Tristan.

Ooh.

It's so pretty.

What's that?

Shit!

- Everybody out, please.
Let's go!

No, stay put.

The fire crew's got it
under control.

- Yeah, I'm coming up.
- I got this handled.

It was just the tree
that was targeted.

- A tree full of names
for my baby.

If I need you, I'll call you.

Until then, stay.

Where was it?

- Uh, it's a stall
in the Market.

- Till's got it.
- You need to go?

No.

- You sure?

- You trying to get rid of me?
- Maybe.

I know how to breathe.

And your daughter's not getting

off this bus anytime soon,
right?

- Last contraction
was half an hour ago.

We won't let you miss this.

- Thank you.
- Why is she here?

Because I don't trust you.

That's why I've had her
watching Wilford and not you.

- No, no, no, no, no.
This is a special birth.

- You just said it wasn't.
- She's my doctor.

- She stays.
- So you'll fill Dr. Pelton in

on all of it.

- Oh, don't worry, I've got
a pretty good inkling already.

- I won't be long.
- Take your time.

I got this, remember?

- FYI, Wilford's waking up.

Thank you.

- It's gonna be fine.
- Yeah, I know.

She's a good doctor.

Housing, mess, power plant,

all important for New Eden.

That's where I think
you can help.

With your Engineer friend.

Yes.

That will help too.

How bad is he?

Listen, you know Wilford.

You might be the only person

that can help him
through this trauma

as well as keep an eye
on his work, keep him on task.

Javi, you know Sykes?

We did six months of hard track
together, didn't we?

- Six months on a bullet
train sauna, yes, sir.

- Well, Sykes is with us now,
and that's why we're here.

Why am I here?

- I want you two
to spec every system

and troubleshoot all plans
out of Ag-Sec.

Is that a problem, Engineer?

She my apprentice?

No, she's your partner.

- Why don't you
just say it, Ben?

Say why I'm here.

I'm too screwed up
to drive, right?

All right.

I can't trust you
in the Engine yet, Javi.

But we're getting
off this train soon,

and there's no one I trust more

in HVAC and Irrigation
than you two.

So please follow the order.

Yes, sir.

Yes, sir.

- Winnie,
shouldn't you be in school?

No, 'cause the baby's coming.

Oh, that's right.

Pike!

- Heya, Winnipeg.

Hey, mind if I grab Ruth
for a sec?

Yeah.

Hi.

- Hi.
- I heard about the fire.

I wanted to make sure
you were okay.

- I am, yes.
Thank you.

Didn't last long, right,

your walk on the wild side?

- Well, if it makes you
feel any better,

they're not fitting very well.

Mm.

There's hope.

She can stop answering
to Layton,

starts a chain of two
with that whippet, Mr. Pike.

- Mm.

Well, it's your last chance.

Are you serious?

And then what?

You plot your comeback.

- I have.
This is it.

I have a place, Pike.

Lucky you, Ruth.

- It's my job
to put the dark days behind us

and start something new.

We're about to get off
and build a colony.

- Oh, and you're all into this,
are you?

- I am, yeah.

- Really?

Um, um--

Our newest passenger
is another hour closer.

- Well...
- Uh, thank you.

- You'd think
that one Layton was enough.

- Come on.
This is a good day.

Hm.

All right, see you, Winnie.

Bye, Pike.

See you around, Ruth.

Josie.

Sorry.

Um, think I just got used

to sleeping with the hum
of the Engine.

Just came up here
to get some peace.

- Baby bells a bit much
right now?

Hey.

I'm really happy for them.

It's great for everyone.

I'm down an Engineer.

Get your ass out of that rack,

I'll give you some
more helm time.

- Really?
- Yeah.

Really.

- Unethical, unprofessional,
dangerous,

and downright screwy.

- Doc, I chose this.
- No comment.

- It's not just
about giving my kid

the best chance at survival.

We all need more people
like Josie

who can handle it outside.

- Precisely.
The cold is a human killer.

A doctor seeks to cure
what is fatal, no?

- Except you won't stop.
- We need to evolve.

- Take a look out the window.
- Less than 3,000 of us left,

and you're rolling the dice
with our genetic heritage.

- Okay, okay, let's just
stick to this generation.

Still got a ways to go.

- Breathe.

- Uh, what the hell
are you doing here?

- She kicked me out.
- Yeah, well, that tracks.

So?

Power cord.

Runs from the electrical box.

Ignition point here.

Pour pattern to the tree.

- Looks like someone exposed
the, uh--the wire.

As soon as they turned
on the lights, woof.

Took some setting up.

They wanted an audience.

- Or they wanted
to watch it themself.

- Can't be that many
flammable liquids on the train.

- We'll make up a list.
- It's ethanol.

I ran support
on a firebug case once.

Guy was burning down
laundromats.

That sweet smell,
almost rotten.

Sticks with you.

- Catch the guy?
- No.

The world ended,
so joke's on him.

Okay.

Well, the Nightcar has
a ready supply of ethanol

and a little redheaded psycho
behind the bar

who doesn't like me very much.

- Mm.
Or it isn't about you.

Some people just like
to see stuff burn.

- Right,
which one of you slouches

wants in on the Baby Pool?

We've got length and weight

or time and closest city.

Yeah, all right.

I'll put a vintage fleece coat

on 4:10 p.m.

- Nice.
- 7 pounds, 2 ounces,

and I'll put up a night
with my husband.

- Okay.

- That's upping the stakes.
Very nice.

Beer.

- Oh.
Hold on.

Down to the pub on a big day?

It's a bit old school.

You'll get no judgment from me.

- Looks like family life
suits you too.

I'm a changed man.

- Are you?

Circumstances tend to change,
but people--

- Hey.
Bridezilla,

where were you this morning?

- If you must know,
in bed with him.

- Ah, that's--
that's beautiful.

- Tell us about your alcohol
supply chain, LJ.

- We get the grain from Ag-Sec.

Our distillers
make the ethanol,

and then we water it down
and send it out.

- But when it arrives,
it's pure?

Highly flammable?

- Oh.

So that's what this is about?

The fire in the Market?

Come on, Bess,
we're not vandals.

- Guess when it's
Mr. Layton's baby tree,

it's not vandalism,
it's terrorism.

We measure our ethanol
to the teaspoon.

Wilford ran a tight ship.

So if you want to check
our inventory, go right ahead.

- Okay, okay.
- Mm.

Look,

we're all good citizens,
check the books.

Then you want to check
the speakeasy in the Market.

Come on.
I'll take you.

- Should've hit her.
- Mm-hmm.

That is 140k.

- Yes, it is.

Do you want more?

You tell me.

Okay.

All right.

Find the sweet spot.

Easing off.

- There you go.
You're leveled out.

- Ah--

Ah!

Autopilot.

- Yes.

- We are now
a perpetual motion machine.

- Hm.
- Minus all the worn bits

and the glitches.

- Yeah.
Mm, and the human factor.

And the human factor.

- I can see
why Melanie loved it.

Um--

I think I need

to overshare something.

Really?

What do you got?

Demonstration?

Let's go.

- Observe.
- A real demonstration.

- Mm-hmm.
- Okay.

- Whoa, whoa,
what are you doing?

- It's all right.
Can't feel anything.

- Why not?
- 'Cause it's

a side effect
from the cold resistance.

- All right,
let's just take that out.

You're gonna hurt yourself.

- Don't hold your breath.

- There you go.
- 48 seconds, 15 minutes apart.

- She's cold.
You okay?

- You feel cold?
- Yeah.

- 96.8.
- That's way too low.

- Let's warm her up.
- What's wrong?

- The warming blankets
are over there.

It's not entirely unexpected.

What's that supposed to mean?

- The late Dr. Headwood,
may he rest in peace,

anticipated a slight drop
in host temperature.

- Oh!
You're the "host."

Then what did he predict?
Hypothermia?

Do you want me to call Andre?

- No, not yet.
I'm fine.

Just another heating blanket.

I'll get it.

90 degree elbows.

Female to female...

- 3 inch...

16 pieces.

Get that, Javi?

- Uh, yeah, yeah.
Yeah, I got it.

- There are a bunch
of reducers up here too, but--

Hey.

Let's--let's take a break.

May I?

Do you remember it?

I don't.

Just fragments.

I don't even remember

what I did to piss Wilford off.

But while the dog
was attacking me,

all I could think was,

well, it's not the dog's fault.

It's weird, right?

That part stuck with me.

Hey.

- Wilford had things
clamped down pretty tight.

Not even he could keep
the underground stills

from running.

Right through there.

- You're not gonna
come in with us?

- No.
They're his people.

They're the competition,
they can sod off.

- You hear anything,
pass it on to Till.

Happy to help.

As you were, everyone.

We're just here
to talk to management.

- Well,
we pilfer for grain, potato.

Turn 'em into fuel for heat,
cooking, light.

Everything else, we make booze.

- I did not know
you had this skill, Z.

- Come on, man.
Evolve or die, right?

It's the damn Tail
all over again.

Why is that one cloudy?

- Son of a bitch.
This is water.

- Somebody ran off
with a bunch of my shit.

- It did not take this much
ethanol to start that fire,

so someone's out here
with a lot more.

One fire, it's a statement.

We get another,
it's a campaign.

Then it's about
shaking people's faith.

- Yeah, but in what?
New Eden or me?

- It's adorable you think
there's a difference.

You got to get downtrain,
daddy-o.

Nah, she'll call.

Pelton said Wilford's
coming out of suspension.

Maybe he'll spill some secrets.

- Okay.
I, uh--

I'm gonna go have
a talk with Audrey.

She does hate your guts.

- Describing a lot
of people right now, Till.

- What are you celebrating,
Audrey?

- Oh.
It's you.

Have a seat.

We can play
our old jailor games.

Where were you earlier

when the fire started?

- I watched it.

She's cut off.

Oh.

Ooh, full K-9 mode.

- That's exciting.
- The fire, Audrey.

Do you know anything about it?

- I won't answer
any of your questions

until you come back
in your old Brakeman uniform.

Oh, come on.

Don't tell me
you never thought of it,

me locked in
that cage every night.

- Not even once.
You're a mess.

Ugh.

And you're a bad liar.

Audrey...

You're gonna need to hurry up
and find your rock bottom

or you're never coming back.

You don't know me, Bess.

I know who you were.

A healer, remember?

I saw it with my own eyes.

I watched you make people's
pain go away,

so to hell with you
for giving it all up.

'Cause we're all gonna need it
when we get off this train.

Pull yourself together.

You were ruined by frostbite.

You're kind of a miracle,
Josie.

Yeah.

I know, I know.
Just--

It's hard to live on duty
sometimes, you know?

And you know that better
than anyone.

Accurate.

Do you miss her?

Melanie?

Yeah.

Every day.

I had one relationship

for 15 years.

Personal, intimate,

and always our island.

Mm.

- I just stayed on that island
when she was gone.

Ah, yeah.

Yeah, I know that place.

Yeah.

At least you know
your soulmate's still alive.

But those baby bells, Ben.

Baby bells.

Nope.

This--this is me now.

- We wouldn't be on course
for New Eden

if it wasn't for you.

And if it makes any difference,

Layton still loves you too.

- "In short, then he remained
at home 15 days very quietly

"without showing any signs
of a desire

to take up with his former--"

Aren't you supposed
to be panicking

and making things worse
for Zarah?

- Yeah.
I will again soon.

- How's he doing?
- Comes and goes.

The doctor says stimulation
is good for the brain.

He's not really much use
to us as a vegetable.

- You know, I used to say
I wouldn't wish suspension

on my worst enemy, but...

Now I'm not so sure.

Hey.

It's dark in there, ain't it?

He talk to anyone besides
you today?

Any visitors?

Audrey tried,

but I stopped her.

Ding, dong, ding.

Dubs?

- You there?
- Well, not long now.

The baby's nearly with us.

- Suspension drug
is some nasty shit, huh?

- Layton.
Layton, the baby bells.

- Yeah.
- Uh-huh.

- Hey, since you're so invested
in my family,

maybe you know who's trying
to hurt them.

Oh, what happened?

Fire in the Market.

You got any firebugs
in your faithful?

The baby tree was arson?

- Someone--

someone really hates you.

- Thanks.
Have a nice death nap.

- Andre?
Oh, there you are.

Ben's reporting heavy smoke
in Ag-Sec.

We thought you'd want
to know right away.

It's in the Seed Bank car.

- Get Till.
- Yes, right, go on.

Temp's still low.

- 55 seconds now,
five minutes apart.

- It's almost time to woman up,
Zarah.

Find Andre.

- Okay.

- What's going on?
- Thick smoke up top.

I pulled the alarm
and got out of there.

- Okay, stand back and wait
for the Fire Brigade.

- Fire's nine cars ahead.
We got to clear out.

- What?
- Ammonium nitrate.

There's a bunch missing.

What the hell?

Now this guy is pissing me off.

We can handle this, Andre.

Zarah is calling for you.

What the hell is that?

Some kind of prank?

- Get out!
- Whoa!

- Whoa.
- Oh, shit.

Is that another fire?

- Yeah, that's in Ag-Sec.

That's the Seed Bank car.

Hello, I've got an explosion
in Ag-Sec.

I repeat,
high-value car under threat.

Oh, man.

You guys okay?

- Copy that.
- Andre, you okay?

- Seed Bank's secure.
- Can you sit up?

Ugh.

- Javi.
Yeah, we're all clear.

No breach.
All systems online.

- Copy that.
Seed Bank's secure.

That was a close call, Ben.

Could have been
a hell of a lot worse,

but it was a small bomb.

It must have been detonated
with a remote.

- Yeah,
because it was targeted.

- Whoa, whoa, whoa,
there, cowboys.

You guys just took
one hell of a knock.

Zarah.

- Get me down there.

- Okay.

What's with the alarms?

- Where's Andre?
- Eyes on the prize, Z.

He's on his way.
What's her temperature?

- 96.2 and dropping.
Zarah, you need to start

pushing or I need
to start cutting.

- What's happening to me?
My baby.

Zarah, honey, listen to me.

On the next contraction,
I want you to start pushing

like your life depends on it,
because it might.

Can you do that for me?

Oh, Liana.

Move. Move.

Move, please.
Out of the way.

Okay. Move!

Okay.

Okay, almost there.

- Just in time!
She needs your help.

Hey, hey, hey.

How was your morning?

Uh, just push, honey.
She's ice cold.

- Her temperature's depressed,
but it's what we expect.

- It's critical.
- Um, hey.

Uh, okay.

Zarah, I'm here, all right?

I'm gonna get behind you now
and I'm keeping you warm.

Okay?
And you're pushing.

So you--
you can push, honey.

- Come on, you got this.
- Andre.

- You got this.
- I can't.

- Andre, I'm sorry.
- Mm-mm, mm-mm.

- Shh, shh, shh.
- I made a terrible mistake.

- Hey, no, you didn't.
No, you didn't.

You made a choice.
You made a tough call

in a world that wants
to kill your daughter.

Now come on.
You got this, okay?

- Listen to him, Zarah.
It's mother against nature.

- Right after this next part,
push!

- At 7:53 p.m., Miss Zarah
Ferami and Mr. Andre Layton

became the proud parents
of a healthy baby girl,

weighing 6 pounds, 7 ounces.

Both mother and daughter
remain in good health.

Last call.

Last call.

- Temperature's normal.

Vitals are stable.

You did well, Zarah.

All of you did.

What do you think?

What's it mean?

She'll put the meaning in.

Hey, Liana.

Andre?

I will explain everything.

But can we wait
just a little bit?

Okay.

I just want to be here.

- What the hell
happened out there?

Somebody almost got him.