All language subtitles for Night Train To Kathmandu

MAN: The medallion
will guide you

to High Sanctuary, my son.

From there, the Holy One
will direct you

to the great city
called Kathmandu.

But this
you must never forget,

your path is written
in the jade.

Your destiny is not.

[TRAIN CHUGGING]

MAUREEN: Can you see
any mountains yet?

Mmm-mmm.

It's too dark.

But I think
we're climbing.

MAUREEN: Oh,
I can't believe it.
Nepal.

Did you ever think
we'd get here?

[CHUCKLES] We worked
hard enough for it.

Speaking of work,

we'd better hit these
course materials again.

Have you checked
the section on mythology?

JEFF: [CHUCKLES]
Some pretty weird
stuff in here.

Dinner's just
as lousy as lunch.

MAUREEN: I know
what you mean.

There's almost the sense,

I mean, in the way
it's presented,

that it's fact,
not fiction.

Hello.

Hello, dear.
How was dinner?

It tasted like doot.

Andrew.

What was that, young man?

ANDREW: I said
dinner tasted like doot.

Yeah. I heard
what you said.

Well, it did.

MAUREEN:
That's enough, Andrew.

LILY: He's right.

That's exactly
what it tasted like.

MAUREEN: Lily!

What is going on here?

We've been on this train
for 12 hours

and we've only
seen you twice.

Oh, Lily, I'm sorry.

We've been
so preoccupied

with all of this.

Try to understand, dear.

Daddy and I have
worked so long

for these exchange
professorships.

Now we've been given
the opportunity

to do the most
important work
of our lives.

Be patient with us

long enough
so we can do it right.

Please?

You and Andrew
go to your
compartment now.

When we get to Janakpur
very early in the morning,

then we have a long,
hard bus trip
into Kathmandu.

Go and get some sleep.
Okay?

Yeah. I'm pretty
tired anyway.

Good night.

Good night.
Good night.

Hmm.

LILY: Andrew?

ANDREW: Hmm?

LILY: Are you asleep?

ANDREW: Yes. You?

LILY: I wish.

In my own bed
instead of on this train.

ANDREW: Not me.

Don't you
miss your friends?

What about school?

School?

Are you kidding?

I don't know.

This whole trip just came
at the wrong time.

My friends,

ball games,

dances...

Jimmy?

[SIGHS]

Okay, okay. Jimmy.

I mean,
it was so great.

The last semester,
it was like...

So great.

You know
what I mean, Andrew?

Andrew?

[DOOR OPENS]

MAN: Do you smell
the jasmine, miss?

What?

The night flowers.

The jasmine.

I asked if you could
smell their perfume.

No...

No, I...

I smell smoke.

Smoke from the engine.

Ah, well. We choose
what we wish to choose.

Who are you?

I am Shri Nan.

You might say
I am a teacher.

And you, miss?

Lily McLeod.

Lily.

Ah, another flower.

You're a Brahmin,
aren't you?

A holy man.

So, you know something
of our culture?

I've been reading.

We're moving
to Nepal and...

And you do not wish
to go to Nepal.

Is it not so,
Lily McLeod?

You seem to know
so much, Shri Nan.

I mean, to understand.

Knowledge is easy.

Understanding,

that is difficult.

You know, for example,
that you're feeling unhappy.

You may even think
you know the reasons.

But still,
you do not understand.

And without
understanding,

I think you will
remain unhappy.

The answer is within you.

Do not search for it outside.

Perhaps, Lily,

understanding is like
the jasmine's perfume.

The jasmine's perfume?

You chose to smell

the smoke from the locomotive.

I chose the scent

from the night flowers

that bloom on these hillsides.

In life, Lily McLeod,

there are many choices.

[SWITCH CLICKS]

[CHUCKLES]

[CHUCKLES]

[SCREAMING]
Ah!

Who are you?
Who's he?

Who am I?
Who are you?

She's the one that owns
that bed that you're in.

That's who.

Um, it... It was empty
when I found it.

LILY: When you found it?

When you found it?

Are you crazy?

I've got a ticket.
Do you?

Let's see your ticket.

I do not know
what this is.
A ticket?

You can't get on a train
without a ticket.

But I am on the train.

Well, you certainly can't be
in my bed without a ticket.

Not even with one.

I am sorry.
I did not know
of this ticket.

How may I receive
such a ticket?

ANDREW: You buy it.

You can buy one
from the conductor.
Do you have any money?

Well, I do not have
the currency of this land,

but I have this.

Will it do?

Are these diamonds?

That is
the English word, yes.

Is this enough
for a ticket?

ANDREW: Let me see one.

Um, I do not know
much about the railways.

I came to this room
purely by chance.

What's your name?

Johar.

Well, listen, Johar.

Any one of these stones
can buy you 100 tickets.

If you know
what's good for you,
you'll put them away.

Don't show them to anybody.

But how then
will I obtain a ticket?

I must get to Kathmandu.

Stay out of sight
until the train stops.

He can hide here.
No, he can't.

Now, uh, you have to find
your own hiding place now.

There's the door, okay?

Good night, okay?

[JOHAR SIGHS]

Get up, you son of a swine.

What are you doing
in first class?

Let me see your ticket.

Take back that name.

I'll teach you to be
so insolent with me.

Johar?

What's going on?

I am sorry
for the disturbance, miss.

It seems
you know this boy?

Yeah.

Uh, he's...

My servant.

Your servant?

LILY: Yeah, my servant.

A thousand pardons, miss.

[SIGHS]

Get in here.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

[WHISTLING]

JEFF: Oh, honey.
MAUREEN: Jeff.

MAUREEN: Oh!
Do you believe this?

This over here.

I can't believe it.
Come on, honey.

Jeff, what about the kids?

MAUREEN: Fantastic, isn't it?

Except for the cars
and buses,

we could have stepped back
a hundred years.

Hello. Professors McLeod,
I presume.

Welcome to Kathmandu.

Harry Hadley-Smithe,
Professor of Ancient History,

here at your service,
ma'am.

Oh, please
call me Maureen.And I'm Jeff.

Ah, yes,
of course you are.

I've seen your resume.

The tickets
are pretty cheap.

Now, I'm gonna
lend you some rupees.

Get a ticket on the same bus
we're going on.

I cannot
accept your money.

Fine, stay here then.

ANDREW: She said lend,
not give, Johar.

Don't make a hairball
out of it.

That's right.

Now, you can sell
one of your diamonds

to a jeweler in Kathmandu,
and pay me back.

Okay?

Thank you, Lily.

LILY: It's okay.

Now, the tickets
are sold over there.

JEFF: Well,
here's our luggage
and our children.

We can forget
about the bus, kids.

The university sent
somebody down in a car
to pick us up.

ANDREW: You mean,
we're not going on the bus?

MAUREEN: Thank goodness, no.

But, Mom, I've got to go
in the bus.

I mean, Andrew...
Andrew and I,

we really wanna
go on the bus.

Oh, don't be silly.

Now, let's find somebody
to help us with our luggage.

JOHAR: I will help you, sir.

Uh, no, no, thank you.
We'll find a porter.

ANDREW: It's okay, Dad.

He's a friend of ours.

Oh? Really?

Yeah. From Calcutta.

His name is Johar,

but we call him Joe.

Johar, huh?

Yes, sir.
JEFF: From Calcutta.

No, sir.
From the mountains.

I met your children
last night on the train.

Uh, we talked.
We became friends, sir.

Now, may I help you
with your luggage?

Quite a machine
you've got here, Professor.

Uh, it's all right
if you like
that sort of thing.

It's not mine, of course.
Courtesy of the university.

Well, all things considered,
I suppose it's about
the best thing

for this part
of the world, right?
[CHUCKLES]

ANDREW: Dad...

All right,
let's snug it up, lad.

Hello, hello. I say.

A very interesting piece
of jade you've got there,
young fellow.

Very nice, indeed.

All right. Good show.
Off you go.

Yeah, Harry,
the boy's missed his bus,

and he needs a lift
into town.

Think we can oblige?
All right by me.

MAUREEN: You speak English
very well, Johar.

JOHAR: Uh, thank you,
Mrs. McLeod.

I have not had much practice.

MAUREEN: Where did you learn?

Um, in my land,
my village,

there is a very learned man.
He taught me.

MAUREEN: Do you speak
any other languages?

JOHAR: Uh, only a few.

Um, Hindi, Urdu,

French, German, Italian,

and the 13 languages of Nepal.

Any others?

None to speak of.

Wait for me, huh.

[SIGHS] My horoscope
was correct.

[BELL TOLLING]

Father, what happened?

We must hurry up.
There is not much time. Come.

[IN MUFFLED VOICE] The urn.

Bring the urn.

Lootan, I...

There is no time
to talk.

Inside.

Look inside the urn.

After all these years.

[SIGHS] The proof I sought
was so near.

Lootan, why now?

Could you not have
shared this with me before?

I do not share it

with you now,
my dear friend.

I tell you to do

what I am unable to do.

Destroy it.

Destroy it?

[CAR APPROACHING]

[HORN HONKING]

SIOBHAN: Welcome.

Welcome to your new home.

MAUREEN:
You must be Siobhan.
I got your letter

and I've been
so looking forward
to meeting you.

Are you as good a cook
as you say you are?

Probably even then some.

But now, all of you,
come in, come in.

HADLEY-SMITHE:
Not I, I'm afraid.

I'm off to me
humble abode for work.

Um, now, you have
a whole weekend
to get settled in,

but I'll see you
at the university
on Monday, all right?

JEFF: Great. Now, Harry,
how about dinner here
on Friday night?

Perhaps Professor Godbothe
will come.

A wonderful idea.

I'll... I'll certainly
mention it to him.

Uh, Johar, lad,
can I give you a lift?

Uh, no, thank you, sir.
I can find my way.

ANDREW: Where're
you gonna stay, Johar?

I will find something.

MAUREEN: Do you
have work, a job?

No, madam. I do not.

Siobhan, uh, can we
use somebody around here,

for room and board, say?

If he'll work for those wages,
I'll take him.

Lord knows
there's room enough
in this old mansion.

How about it Johar?
Would you like to stay here?

Help Siobhan?

Very much, Mrs. McLeod.

[KNOCK ON DOOR]

[CLATTERING]

[KNOCKING CONTINUES]

Come in.

Well, Dewan.

Burning the midnight oil,
are we?

No, I...
I was just reviewing
some term papers.

And what are you up to
at this time at night?

[INHALES] Oh, not much. I...

Saw your light.

Thought I'd stop in.

I have an invitation for you.

Invitation?

Yeah, the new
archeology professors,
the McLeods?

Dinner. Friday night.

Can you make it?

I'd be delighted.

Good. See you there.

[CHUCKLES]

[SNIFFING]

What's burning?

Oh, no.

Don't tell me.

You're not going to take up
smoking again, are you?

Filthy habit.

Shame on you.

[SIGHS]

[CLASSICAL MUSIC PLAYING]

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

[MUSIC STOPS]

[SIGHS]

Didn't anyone ever
teach you to knock?

I did knock.
You did not hear me.

After this, knock harder.

I knocked very hard,

Miss Lily.

Miss Lily?

I am a servant in this house.

I must address you
as a servant would.

Is this the same guy

who tried to kick me out
of my own bed last night?

My, how you've changed
in 24 hours.

Not so much.

Then call me Lily.

What do you want, anyhow?

Breakfast is served.

[CHUCKLES] Wow.

Just like in the movies.

Movies?

Moving pictures.

You've never seen
moving pictures?

Oh, yes.

I... I know of this,
but I did not know

they served breakfast
at the movies.

You've never been,
have you?

Maybe we'll go sometime,

but not for breakfast.

[LAUGHS]

Now, will you excuse me
while I dressed.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

ANDREW: I think
Siobhan wanted to get me
out of the house.

JOHAR: I think she simply
wanted you to help me
with the marketing.

Johar, look.

Isn't this, oh,
what's it call it,

a Lhasa apso?

[BARKS]

[BARKING STOPS]

You may greet
the dog now, Andrew.

Are you sure?

Yes. I am certain.

Hello.

JOHAR: This breed
is thousands of years old.

I know. My sister told me
all about them.

They guard temples, right?

That is correct.

They are the guardians
of the most holy places.

Your sister is very learned.

Don't tell her that.

Her head's too big already.

I did not notice that.

Her head seemed
of normal size to me.

[CHUCKLES] No. No.
Her head's not big.

That just means
she thinks she's smart.

That's all.

Oh. [CHUCKLES]
And is she smart?

She's okay, I guess.

She likes you, you know.

Oh, yes, the little dog.
I like her too.

ANDREW: [CHUCKLES]
No. No. My sister.

How about you?
Do you like her?

JOHAR: She's okay, I guess.

[BELL TOLLING]

LILY: What was that
you were doing?

An exercise.

I could see that.

What was it called?

Um, Sindbat.

It's... It's very beautiful.

Uh, Sindbat's very difficult.

I, um...

Andrew tells me
you and he went
to the marketplace.

That is true.

Johar...

Did you run away from home?

No.

I walked.

[CHUCKLES]

I mean,
did you wanna leave?

No.

Then why did you?

Because it is my duty

to become
all that I can become.

Your duty?

Yes. An obligation.

To who?

To my family.

Also, to myself.

And that brought you
to Kathmandu?

Yes.

I'm glad you came, Johar.

I also am glad.

What's it like
where you come from?

Different from here.

In what way?

Where I come from,

people have never learned
to be dishonest,

not to others,
nor to themselves.

That's wonderful.

That's what
I sense about you.

There's not one grain
of dishonesty in you,
is there?

Perhaps...

One grain.

Thank you.

JEFF: Dinner was great,
Siobhan.

Oh, thank you, sir.

Uh, Mrs. McLeod,
you have a fine family.

Why, thank you, Professor.
I like them, too.

DEWAN: I should be, uh,
delighted to have you over
for tea.

Uh, how about it,
tea tomorrow afternoon?

We'd love to.

Dewan has
a wonderful new bungalow

over the academic enclave.

Right you are.
And in the very
best section.

Professor Godbothe,

would you mind
if I talked a little shop?

Not at all.

It's this section
that you prepared
in the lesson plan.

Do you want it taught
exactly as written?

Well, um,
budding archeologists

should be exposed
to a little mythology.

Oh, I quite agree,

but not if the myths
are presented as fact.

And I'm afraid, that's exactly
the way you've written it.

Only the parts
I know to be fact.

But, Professor,

"The City That Is Not There"?

MAUREEN: Jeff,
couldn't we continue
this some other time.

LILY: What's
The City That Is Not There?

HADLEY-SMITHE:
Oh, it's a very old tale,

goes back hundreds of years,
maybe thousands,

about an invisible city.

An invisible city?

Oh, yes, Lily.

Uh, somewhere
in the Himal.

It appears, uh, only twice
every, uh, royal generation,

and then the young prince
is allowed to come
into our world,

and experience it,
and then return to his own.

Now, really, Dewan,
you can't expect us

to believe a fantasy
such as that?

I mean, it's sheer folly.

DEWAN: Put me
to the test, Harry.

You might be surprised
at the outcome.

DEWAN: Forty years ago,

a young prince came out
of the mountains to Kathmandu.

Here, in the tradition
of his ancestors,

he sought work
as a humble servant.

He was to stand the test
of our world

and then return to his own
in the course of one moon.

But he did not return.

Why?

DEWAN: Because
unlike his world,

our world
is full of temptations.

Temptations which
may cause

even the strongest
to lose their way.

But why didn't he go back?

DEWAN: Partly, Lily,
because of a young woman,

very much like yourself.

Uh, perhaps a little older.

Oh, our fairy tale is turning
into a sizzling romance?

Not sizzling, I'm afraid.

Tragic.

He fell in love.

DEWAN: Yes.

But even the gentlest
of temptations

must not distract a prince
who would be king.

In fact,
his very mission

was to test
his strength of purpose

in a world where
temptation abounds.

LILY: He stayed
with the girl?

Not quite.

He ventured
to take her home.

To the invisible city.

DEWAN: Yes.

They began the arduous trek.

The girl fell ill
with fever on the way.

The prince was faced
with a choice,

whether to fulfil his destiny
and continue on alone,

or to stay behind
and care for the girl.

Some days later,
barely alive,

the prince was brought
to Swaminath by Sherpas.

They had found him
lying unconscious

next to a fresh grave
on the Himal.

As the moon waned,

our prince joined
his great love...

In eternity.

Bravo! Bravo!

I must say, Dewan,

you have capped
our evening

with a most
remarkable story.

Except for one thing.

As I recall the legend,

the, uh, young man

must return home
within one month's time

or The City That Is Not There
ceases to exist anywhere.

Now, if that is the case,
then it's gone.

And there is no way
you can ever prove
that existed at all.

Or did I miss something?

[DEWAN CHUCKLES]

No, Harry,
you have missed nothing.

There is a simple explanation.

What you have
just related is not true.

Simply legend. A myth.

If the heir
does not return
in one month...

He dies.

The city suffers
only the loss of a prince,

nothing else.

Dewan, it is all a myth.

Now, come on, admit it.

Is it?

Now, what have you
got there?

This little bag holds
the truth of what I say.

In his last days,

our young prince
was cared for by
the priest at Swaminath,

to whom, in his delirium,

he related the truths
that I have just told you.

HADLEY-SMITHE:
Well, what is in the bag?

[SIGHS]

Ah, yes, another
lovely little piece of jade.

[CLEARS THROAT]
So, what is it?

This, Harry,

is literally the key
to The City That Is Not There.

I believe this medallion
is a virtual road map
to the city,

and possesses the power

to call it into
the realm of visibility.

May I see it, please?

Certainly.

Directions of some kind.

Is that what
you make out?Yeah.

JEFF: Some
of the symbology

is similar
to the Mustang Stone.

MAUREEN: Hmm.
Right there.

That means "sanctuary."

High Sanctuary.

"The bridge
between our worlds
is High Sanctuary."

That's what it says.

You've been able
to translate it then?

DEWAN: The words, yes.

The meaning, no.

But I'm close.

Very, very close.

Johar, I was pleased
with your work this evening.

Thank you, Miss Siobhan.

You know,
I must tell you,

everyone in the household
speaks well of you.

I am pleased.

Now, you go
straightaway to bed.

Tomorrow, our day
begins at sunrise.

[DOOR CLOSES]

[FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING]

Ah! Ah!

[MEN SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY]

[METALLIC THUD]

[FOOTSTEPS RECEDING]

SIOBHAN: Well, don't say
good morning or nothing.

Uh, sorry,
good morning, Siobhan.

Good morning, Siobhan.

Good morning, Joe.
Good morning.

[TELEPHONE RINGS]

Lily, please,
I'll serve you.

That's okay.
I can manage.

Good morning.
McLeods residence.

Yes, sir.
One moment, sir.

Professor Godbothe
for your mother.

Back to work, Johar.

Where'd you go
last night, Johar?

You saw me go out?

LILY: Yeah.

Where'd you go
so late?

Uh, I cannot say.

You can't or you won't?

It is the same.

It's not the same.

Joe, are you going
to the market today?

Yes, Andrew.
I'm going to the market.

Mom, can I go...

You'll never believe
what's happened.

LILY: What?

Professor Godbothe's
medallion has been stolen.

Somebody actually came
into the house last night.

Into the bedroom.
LILY: You're kidding.

SIOBHAN: Why, Saints above,
that's terrible.

ANDREW: Wow!
A thief in the night. Neat.

Well, but the professor
is absolutely beside himself.

So we're not going
to his house for tea.

I've asked him
to come here.

We should try
and cheer him up.

Yeah, maybe I should
get him a present

when I go
to the market with Joe.

Oh, are you going
to the market?

Johar's gonna get
some things for me.

Here's the list...
Oh, that's the money.
Here's the list.

Now, look,
don't spend any more

than what I've got
written down here, okay?

Uh, Mom?
Mmm-hmm.

Can I go, too?

Yes, go on.

And when you get back,
clean up right way.

Don't forget.
Professor Godbothe's
coming to tea.

LILY: Okay.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

[GASPS]

Hello, Lily.

Are you joining us?
No!

Yeah, uh...

Siobhan, she...

She forgot to
put something
on the grocery list.

I'm sorry you
had to be troubled.
What was the item?

The item was...
Was limes.

She forgot to put limes
on the grocery list.

Oh, that is odd.

She has already written
limes on the list.

Are you sure it was
not something else?

I'm certain.
She must have forgotten.

She... She's, um...

Oh, I see. I see.

Um, well,
now that you are here

would you like to join us?

The marketplace
can be great fun.

Sure, why not?

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

Lily, do you think Dad
would let me have a falcon?

JOHAR: Andrew, are you not
surprised to see your sister?

No, she's been following us
for the last half hour.

Didn't you see her?

Andrew McLeod,
I was not following you.

And no! Dad would not
let you keep a falcon.

Falcons are not
meant to be

taken into the house
as pets, Andrew.

[DISTANT FOLK MUSIC PLAYING]

LILY: Cone on.

[FOLK MUSIC PLAYING]

[MUSIC STOPS]

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

ANDREW: What are you
stopping for?

LILY: I want to
talk to Johar.

ANDREW: Okay, sure.

Alone.

Andrew.
[SHEEP BLEATING]

There is a kite shop
in the next plaza.

We can meet you there.

This must be serious.

[SIGHS]

I know you want an
answer to your question
about last night.

I cannot say more
than I already have.

Johar...

You know how we were talking
in the garden about honesty?

If you've done something,

if you're in trouble,
let me help.

I care about
what happens to you.

Can't you understand that?

You must trust me
on this, Lily.

[SIGHS]

I don't know why
I'm getting so upset.

[EXHALES]

It's...

Lily...

If the situation
were reversed,

I would feel exactly
the same as you.

Please believe that.

I do.

[EXHALES]
Let's get Andrew.

[INAUDIBLE]

Where's Joe?

He'll be along
in a minute.

This place sure is different
from Princeton.

You noticed, too, huh?

Yeah, but I like it.

Me, too. [SIGHS]

I thought you hated it.

JOHAR: Andrew...

My falcon!

[CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS]

Fabulous.

Great. Great.
[CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS]

Perfect.

Great. Fab! That's perfect.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

Good. Good. Good. Perfect.
[CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS]

JOHAR: Yes, yes.
[CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKING]

You look up
at the falcon. Perfect.[CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKING]

ANDREW:
Let's see the picture.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

Thief!

Hey, I haven't been
stiffed since 1968.

I want 30 rupees.

Taxi!

Wait for me.

[EXCLAIMS]

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

DEWAN: Miss Siobhan,
as always,
a pleasure to see you.

The mister and missus
are waiting for you inside.

Tea will be
in a little while.

Thank you.

So you made diagrams of
both sides of the medallion.

Yes, and I, uh,
took photographs also.

And this very day,
I received a computer
program from America

which I am certain will crack
the medallion's code.

[EXHALES] Well, it isn't
so bad then, is it?

I mean, even without
the medallion,

you still have all the
information you need
to search for the city.

DEWAN: Ah, it is, I fear,
not quite so simple.

MAUREEN: Why?

DEWAN: You remember
when I said the medallion
is the key to the city?

JEFF: I remember.

DEWAN: Somehow, I must
have the medallion back.

Without the medallion in hand,

one cannot call the city
into the visible realm.

LILY: Who is it?

Johar.

LILY: Go away.

I'm sorry. I cannot.

LILY: I said go away!

You have something
that belongs to me.

Why don't you just
get out of here?

Please, Lily,
give me the medallion.

It's too late.
I've already returned it.

I know you have it.
It is around your neck.

Now, please give it to me.
No!

Johar, why did you
take it? Why?

You've ruined everything.

The medallion you have
is not Professor Godbothe's.

There are two medallions
and this one's mine.

You must give it to me!
Or what?

I must have it.
Stay away from me!

I would not hurt you, Lily.

I wouldn't hurt you
either, Johar.

Don't you understand?

You've done
something wrong.

I cannot let that
just slide by.

I can't let a thief
stay in my parents' house.

I am no thief.

And I have
no wish to stay.

Leave.

Go back to wherever
it is you came from.

I'll give the medallion
to Godbothe,

and nobody will ever know
where I got it.

I promise
I'll do that for you.

I will leave,
I will go home,

but not without
the medallion.

I cannot.

Lily, please. If only you knew
what it meant to me, to my...

[GROANS]

It is finished.

It is finished.

"And so, the prince
went forth as a beggar.

"Unbeknownst to him,
at that time,

"his experiences
would prove the most
rewarding of his life,

"and from them
he would gain

"the wisdom and courage
necessary to...

"Become all that
he could become."

ANDREW: That's not the end.

"It is finished."

No, it's not.

You're not even
halfway through.

[SIGHS]
That's all for tonight.

Lily.

What?

I miss Joe.

Why did he run away?

Andrew.

If you had
a bag of diamonds,

would you take a job
as a servant

or steal a little,
crummy piece of jade?

[FOOTSTEPS ECHOING]

WOMAN: Sign in, please.

LILY: "The origin of
the legend is not known.

"Although
many scholars believe

"it may have had
its beginnings in 1763,

"when a Gurkha platoon
marched into a valley
in the Himals..."

"...serves as the repository

"for all that is good
in man..."

"...values of society
is forgotten..."

"...all but
the most superstitious..."

"...displaced or destroyed..."

"...discount the possibility
of an invisible nation."

"Scholars still puzzle
at the persistence
of the legend."

LILY: Hadley-Smithe.

MAUREEN: You're welcome
to use my library

so that you can research
American facts.

And I'd like you to...

Mom, I have to talk to you.

Excuse me, please.

Lily, I hope you have
a very good reason
for interrupting my work.

Mom, the professor,
he didn't believe.

But remember,
he wasn't even
interested,

but he checked out
every book.

Every single book.

Lily, what on Earth
are you talking about?

The City That Isn't There,
it is there.

And Johar didn't
steal the medallion.

Lily, I am in
the middle of a lecture.

But, Mom...
I don't have time for this.

Mom, that's the thing.

We're running out of time.

Lily, I'll talk to you
at home.

JEFF: Oh, I think
you're right.

It's a very specific area,

but we're dealing
with matriculated students.

They will have had to...

Dad...
Gentlemen, my daughter, Lily.

Hi. Dad, please,
I have to talk to you. Please.

JEFF: Honey, now I can't.
I'm in the middle of a...

Yes, now!
Because the medallion that
I broke wasn't the only one.

And I think that
Professor Hadley-Smithe
stole the other one.

Excuse me, gentlemen.

You disturb my meeting.

You're rude.

You slander
Professor Hadley-Smithe.

What else
do you plan to do?

You've resented
this entire trip from
the very beginning,

and you've never
let your mother
and me forget it.

It's not slander,
and I'm telling the truth.

Johar is going
to be in trouble.

Johar is a thief!
And you are grounded.

You get yourself home
right now.

No!

You, young lady, should have
been left behind in Princeton.

Then maybe
we'd all be happier.

[WHISTLING]

[RUSTLING]

[DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES]

HADLEY-SMITHE: Well,
what have we here?

What a pleasant surprise.

No, no, please, don't go.

I think I might have
just what you've been
looking for.

And I must admit
I'm a bit surprised

you figured it out
so quickly. [CHUCKLES]

You, uh...

Are very clever.

Where is it?

Oh, no, no, please.

Not so fast.

Sit down.

Please, sit down. Relax.

Sit.

After all, you and I
have a lot to talk about,
don't you think? Hmm?

Would you
like some tea?

I imagine that
you're feeling
somewhat disappointed

not finding what
you were looking for.

But then again,
you didn't expect me
to be foolish

as to to keep the medallion
around here someplace,

now, did you?
No, of course not.

Believe me, lad.

It will be kept locked away
somewhere safe

until we need it.

Until we need it?
Oh, yes.

I fully intend

that you should have
the medallion,

that you should
return safely home.

But I also intend
that you should
have a partner.

Me.

Why would I take you?

Because you have
no other choice.

Without me
and the medallion,

you cannot return.

And if you can't return,

you'll die.

But fear not,
you will return.

I will return
to the mountains,

and there I will die
with dignity

without betraying my city.

Oh, dear, dear.

The impetuousness of youth,

and so willing
to throw life away.

And for what, hmm?

The moon is waning,
Johar,

and, believe me,

when the sky grows black,

and you're feeling ill,

and you are growing weaker
by the hour,

you will gladly
show me the way.

Never!
No, you listen to me,
young man.

Now, there is nothing,

absolutely nothing
for you to afraid be of.

Now, I am not
an army of one

marching to invade
your precious city.

Don't you understand that?

I simply want
to photograph the place.[CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS]

Get it?

Johar?

Johar!

Come back here! Johar!

LILY: Johar!

Oh.

I have seen you
before here,

have I not, my son?

I am a traveler, Father.

I have not
been here before.

I have come
to rest and pray
before I go on.

Will you be
traveling very far, my son?

Yes, Father.

Very far.

Very far.

[DOOR OPENS]

[DOOR CLOSES]

JEFF: You care to tell us
where you've been?

No.

Are you hungry?

Then I think you'd better
get to your room.

[SIGHS]

What's this?

I thought
you might be hungry.

What's this?

For us, Harry.

HADLEY-SMITHE:
Well, what is it?

All the information needed
to decipher the medallion.

Oh, come now.

We're not back
on that again, are we?

Harry,

we have known each other
far too many years

to play any games.

I know what
you have been up to,

and I know where
you intend going.

I want to go, too.

I am not going to be cheated
out of something

for which I have worked
most of my life.

My dear Dewan,
I have not the slightest idea

of what you are
speaking about.

[DEWAN SIGHS]

DEWAN: I know
the boy was here.

And I know who he is.

Oh, Johar?
Yes, he was here. So?

Let me get
directly to the point.

For years you have
professed disbelief

in the existence
of the invisible city.

And yet I am aware,
that from time to time,

you have been
conducting research

in the very same
subject matter,

a contradiction
which I dismissed,

as, uh, as your natural
academic curiosity.

Besides, I knew I was
way ahead of you,

especially since
I obtained the medallion,

the one which you
stole from me.

Moi?

Harry, you have the medallion,

but you've lost the boy.

Without him, you need me.

HADLEY-SMITHE: I'll find him.

Maybe you will,

but maybe you wouldn't.

The fact, old chap,

is that you haven't
got much time.

You may have a point there.

What do you propose?

An alliance, Harry.

You have the key to the city.

I have the technology
to find it.

My dear professor,

there is enough fame
and fortune in this

for both of us.

SIOBHAN: Who's down there?

Goodbye, Lily.

Well, speak to me, partner.

Have you finished
the computer work-up yet?

Indeed, I have.

Having the medallion
saved me a great deal of time,

and I appreciate you
trusting me with it, Harry.

[CLEARS THROAT]
Yes, well, your sincerity
compels me to make

a small confession, Dewan.

Confession?

I'm sure you
must've discovered by now

that there is one vital piece
of information missing.

Am I correct?

Oh. Well, yes.
I'm working on that.

Well, no point
in wasting your time, old boy.

The medallion
will never tell you

where High Sanctuary is.

Only I know that.

That's why I didn't mind
entrusting you with it
in the first place.

Well, you, uh...

You shock me, Harry.

Well, then again,
if I'm to spend
any time with you,

I suppose I might as well
get accustomed to it.

I suppose the next thing
you're going to tell me
is that it was you

who stole
Professor Modiha's papers

right after he died.

As I recall,
he was working
on a hypothesis

concerning
your High Sanctuary.

You will get no more
confessions from me, dear boy.

My lips are sealed.

By the way,
where is the medallion now?

Uh, the safe in my office.

[DOOR OPENS]
Oh, hello, Ravi.

Come in, laddie.
What's new on the rialto, hmm?

Uh, the McLeods,
they're late today.

RAVI: They're not in at all.

Haven't you heard?

HADLEY-SMITHE:
Heard what?

It's their daughter.

She disappeared last night.

Disappeared?

Oh, dear.

Oh, dear me.
You know, Dewan,

I have the strangest feeling

that we should take a look
in your safe, dear boy.

Hmm?

JEFF: After you got
the medallion from Harry,

you gave it to Johar?

Your life's work was
in your hand

and you gave it away?
Why?

Choices, Jeff.

Choices.

You're correct.

My search for
the medallion, the city,

dominated my life
to the point of exclusion
of everything else.

I even denied
my best friend's last wish.

So when Lily came to me,

here was an opportunity
for me

to rectify
the wrong choices
that I had made.

Very touching, Dewan.

Where did you find Johar?

At Swaminath, the temple
where his uncle died.

JEFF: How did Lily
get involved?

It was she
who figured it all out,

as to who Johar was

and, uh, how Harry
stole the medallion.

She tried to talk to you
and to Maureen.

But, uh, you being busy,
she came to me.

I was her last resort.

We devised a scheme to get
the medallion from Harry
and give it to Johar.

But I never imagined that...

That he would
take her with him.

JEFF: But he did,
and it's your fault!

It's your fault for filling
her head with that

cockamamie fairy tale.

She thinks she's out there
rescuing a prince,
taking him home.

The fact is she's out in
the boondocks somewhere
with a damn beggar boy.

Jeff, please!
That is not helping!

[SIGHS]

Professor,
how do we find them?

DEWAN: I'm sorry, Maureen.

It is obvious that
she's on her way to
The City That Isn't There.

Oh, can it, Dewan.

I've heard enough
of this mythical claptrap.

DEWAN: Jeff!
You may call it claptrap,

but right now that is
the only direction
that we have to follow.

The only direction?

Oh, that's a good one.

All we have to do
is look for a city

nobody knows how to get to

and doesn't exist
in the first place.

DEWAN: You're wrong, Jeff.

The city does exist.

Anyway, even if
it does not exist,

Johar and Lily
are following

what is written
on the jade.

So they are going someplace.

And I know
where that place is.

Or, at least, almost.

What the hell do you mean,
"At least, almost"?

Well, uh...

There is a slight problem.

Harry, it appears,
holds a trump card

that he's yet to play.

Seems like
such a long time ago.

Don't be angry at me, Johar.

I am not angry.

I'm ashamed at
how happy I am to see you.

I bought a ticket
to Janakpur last night.

I thought you were
going on the train.

Then I saw you
going on this bus.

Hadley-Smithe
knew I came by train.

I couldn't go back
the same way.

What now?

We enjoy
this time together.

Then, I must go.

So, all the directions
on the medallion to the city

are from High Sanctuary?
DEWAN: Exactly.

And only Harry knows
where High Sanctuary is.

JEFF: And what's
keeping you, Harry?

Why aren't you
out there taking
your precious photographs?

Well, unfortunately,
I only have
half the puzzle.

Dewan here has the other.

An uneasy alliance,
to be sure,

but we need each other.

Well, the only alliance
that I'm forming
is with the police.

DEWAN: Jeff,
don't do that!

Jeff, if you get the police
involved in this,

you may never
see Lily again.

JEFF: Is that a threat, Harry?

HADLEY-SMITHE: Indeed it is.

If you think the police can
lead you to High Sanctuary,

by all means,
stay on the line.

Yes. Yes.
I'd like to report
a missing child.

Jeff...
Yes, yes, I'll hold.

Jeff, I haven't risked
my career and reputation

on something I wasn't
absolutely convinced was true.

Now at sunset tomorrow,
the city will disappear

and Lily will disappear
along with it.

Jeff, put the phone down.

I will be leaving you
soon, Lily.

You can wire your parents
from Simara

and catch the next coach
back to Kathmandu.

It's the right choice, Lily.

Goodbye, Lily!

[SIGHS IN FRUSTRATION]

Fine.

I'll just wait till
the next bus comes,
whenever that is.

If the wolves
don't get me first.

JOHAR: There are no wolves.

Well, Yeti then!

I will take you
as far as High Sanctuary.

The monks there
will send a message
back to your parents.

Is it far?

It will be near dawn tomorrow
before we reach there.

We'll climb mountains
in the dark?

Isn't that dangerous?

Yes. Very.

JEFF: So, we spend all night
in a lamasery

while my daughter
is out there
on a trail somewhere?

HADLEY-SMITHE: Jeff,
there's no way in the world

you can fly a helicopter
up here after dark.

DEWAN: Harry,
how much farther
to High Sanctuary?

HADLEY-SMITHE: That's not
part of the deal, Dewan.

I'll tell you
when we get there.
Trust me.

They say they're looking
for a lost child, Holy One.

They wish
to spend the night

and resume their search
by the first light of day.

Where was this child lost?

Kathmandu, Holy One.

Kathmandu.

Does this story
have the ring of truth,
Arjoon?

It does not.
What am I to do?

Make them comfortable,
my son,

but do not allow them
to see the prince.

I pray, Holy One,
that we shall see the prince.

[LILY GRUNTING]

JOHAR: Don't go so fast.

Slow down. Slow down.

It gets worse
before it gets better.

[LILY WHIMPERS]

[LILY EXCLAIMS IN FEAR]

JOHAR: Hold my hand, Lily.

[LILY GROANING]

I don't think I can take
much more of this.

Hold tight to me.
You'll be safe.

Johar! [SCREAMS]

No!

Are you all right?

My... My heart
is pounding.

Rest. Just rest.

How far did we fall?

Can we get up?

I do not know.
I will look in a moment.

Just now, my heart
is also pounding.

Johar, I really am sorry.

You have nothing
to be sorry for.

I am on my way home,

and that is
thanks to you.

If I reach my city,
you will have saved my life.

In Sharloon,

we believe
that when a person
saves another's life,

their souls
become as one.

Sharloon?

Is that the name
of your city?

Yes.

I like the sound of it.

Were you looking for
the little beggar boy,
Brother Arjoon?

I was.
I was indeed, Johar.

I am not home yet,
my friend.

There is still a long way
to go and not much time.

I fear your journey
may be even longer
than you know.

For you cannot pass
through Tengboche.

Why is this, Arjoon?

Because of the young girl

hiding there behind the rock.

She's the one
called Lily,

is she not?

I'm Lily.

Lily, I know not why
you have run away,
and I shall not ask,

but your parents
are at the lamasery.

They arrived by helicopter
with two others,

Professors Godbothe
and Hadley-Smithe.

I think his interests
go well beyond your
whereabouts, Lily.

We know what he seeks.
It is as you suspect, Arjoon.

In that case, Johar,

I must take the girl
to the nunnery
and hide her there.

For if they see her,

they will know
you are nearby
and seek you out.

No!

I'll go with Johar.

Is this your wish, Johar?

That is in my heart, Arjoon.

But it cannot be.

ARJOON: There is no time.

You must go.

[RUSTLING]

What is it?

I don't know. Go. Now.

Stay here, Lily.

[ARJOON CHUCKLING]

[ROCK CLATTERING]

Jeff! Maureen!

My worst fears are realized.

The scoundrel
has taken all of my notes.

Then we've lost
the children!

Perhaps not.

Now, if we fly
in the direction of the city,

I wager we'll see
the children and Harry
along the way.

But what about your notes?

DEWAN: Well, I know
the approximate destinate
direction to the city.

However, that's all based
on an assumption.

JEFF: Assumption?

What assumption?

That this place Tengboche
is, in fact, High Sanctuary.

JOHAR: You are unaccustomed
to the altitude.

LILY: I'm just
slowing you down.

[JOHAR PANTING]

Go on without me.

For now,
we stay together.

But understand, Lily,
I must be home by sunset,

or I will die.

What if I am able
to keep up with you?

What then?

Will you let me
enter your city
with you, Johar?

If we reach
the city together,

I have decided...

The choice will be yours.

What if the choice
was yours?

If there were
no other considerations

other than the two of us,

I would take you
through the gates of Sharloon

and keep you by my side
to the very end of our days.

But...

There are other
considerations, Lily.

And that is why...

I shall leave
the decision to you.

I tell you,
the terrain is right.

The river, it all fits.

I feel, we're very close
to the city.

MAUREEN: Jeff, look!

On that ridge
above the river.

Is that... It's Hadley-Smithe.

PILOT: I'll swing over
that way.

It's Harry!

Then I was right!
I was right!

Look. Look down there
by the river!

What is it?

JEFF: I see it.
By the falls.

It's Lily!

Johar's with her.

Put this thing down!

PILOT: There's nowhere here
we can land.

Well, find someplace
as near as possible!

You think they saw us?

I don't know.

[BOTH PANTING]

What now?

Come. We keep going.

How close?

Very. We have only to climb
to the top of the plateau.

My valley is just beyond.

From here,
the trail is easy.

Then we can get there.

I've kept up with you.

The most difficult part
is yet to come.

I thought you said
the trail was easy.

I was not speaking
of the trail.

Sorry.

[PANTING]

[LILY PANTING]

I am home.

[BOTH PANTING]

Sharloon is there?

Yes. It is always there,

even when one
cannot see it or touch it.

It is always there.

Then I'm home, too.

Your decision is made?

Yes.

JOHAR: The sun is almost gone.

Come on. Please, let's go.

Yes.

It is time.

I will say only this.

Make your choice
not upon that
which is offered you,

but upon that which
you may offer others.

Which world needs you more,
Lily McLeod?

[CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKING]

LILY: No, Johar! No!

You can't do this.
You'll die!

[CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKING]

Stop! He'll die, please!

Please, stop!

Please!

Stop it!

[CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKING]

Stop!

[BOTH GRUNT]

HADLEY-SMITHE:
Be careful with that!

Come back here!

Run, Johar, run!

Lily, please!

Lily!

JEFF: Harry!

It's all over, Harry.

JEFF: Come on, Lily.

MAUREEN: Lily!

I'll always be with you,
Lily McLeod.

And I will always be with you,

Prince Johar.

Wait for me!

[PANTING]

Maureen!

Jeff!

It has come!
It's here!

Princeton?

Exchange professorship.
Six months.

That's wonderful, Dewan.

We won't have
to say goodbye after all.

Tell me something, Dewan,

when you get to Princeton,

are you going to teach
mythology as fiction or fact?

Well, what's myth
shall remain myth.

But what's real,
I shall teach as fact.

And exactly what myths
are real, Professor?

Well, Yeti, for instance,

the Abominable Snowman,
is fact.

Any others, Dewan?

DEWAN: [CHUCKLES]
That's all I can
think of for now.

The rest are all just myths.

So I guess
we're going home, huh?

Yeah.

Are you going to miss Nepal?

Every day of my life...

Until I come back.