All language subtitles for TNNJ_2

Look, there's a door up there.

Help! Help!

You check that area over there.
There's got to be a sign...

...something.

What are we supposed
to be looking for?

It's like digging for clams... you
have to know what you're looking-

Right here! Here we go.
Yeah, this is it.

Hey, guys! Over here.

Somebody!

Help! Help!

Oh, God...

It's bleeding all over.
What do we do?

Does that hurt?

No!

It's okay, it's okay. We
just fix the problem...

No!

Gosh, it's bleeding.

Okay...

I guess calming people down is one
of the skills they teach firemen.

One of the skills.

We're going to keep moving. We're
going to find another way out.

Please...

I know you think you
can't, but you can. Okay?

Okay.

Okay. Come on.

Ow... okay. Oh...

Okay... okay.

Okay, great. Easy... easy.
Hang on a sec.

Let me see if I can just...
grab hold of it.

There it is.

That's a beautiful specimen.

More like a beautiful warning.

Hey.

Who's that?

What's up, guys?

Hey.

Hi.

Come here. Come on.
Come here, guys.

Oh, shh...

Hi.

Hi.

Sit. Sit. Stay.

Hi.

Oh, my God!

I pulled these examples
off the internet.

So lightning is dangerous. So?
Even dumb golfers know that.

The effects that you see here are
caused by an average thunder cell.

Now, the Red Spot, that's what
the press is calling it...

...has about a hundred
times this potential.

Yeah, but there haven't been any lightning
strikes since this thing started.

That's not so, John.

I dug this out of the grass.
It's a fulgarite...

soil fused from the heat of
an electrical discharge.

There was lightning inside
those cold-air tornadoes.

Lightning inside a tornado? I've
never heard of such a thing.

Neither have I...
not on this planet.

I thought lightning could
only be so powerful?

Well, that's true, there
are limits to its voltage.

However, I am talking about
a hundred times more hits.

A hundred times?

Plus, there are all kinds of
high-altitude lightning phenomena...

...that we know
very little about.

There're blue jets, red
sprites, ball lightning.

Right, okay, what's the plan?
I mean, when is

this crazy man going
to launch his arsenal?

Can we trust him?

I've sent my people up to
Garden State to help him.

Sunset provides the ideal conditions,
so I've started a countdown clock.

Okay, that's good.

Now, I have to get back to my lab
to start some seeding models.

I'll take you.

No way, Jim, I need you here.

Sir, I need to get out of this basement
and up on the streets for a while.

I need to know what's going on up there,
stuff the surveillance cameras don't see.

All right.

Lucy, grab a camera
and some com gear.

Cassie... No rockets get launched
without my authorization.

Yes, sir.

All right, let's
get to work here.

We're worried about
lightning strikes,

but we're going to one of the
tallest buildings in the city?

Times Square Booker building has a
highly-sophisticated lightning-arresting system.

Plus, my lab is double-insulated
on top of that.

How's your sister holding up?

She's not.

And you?

Not so good.

As you may be able to see...

...from the view behind me,
we're now on Liberty Island.

Sadly, we're moving from the
rescue to the recovery phase...

a phase that this city
never wanted to see...

...but unfortunately, is becoming
all too much of a reality now.

You'll never get anything done
if you keep watching that.

Yeah. You're right.

I've rigged three land
lines direct to City Hall.

Good.

Cassie?

What?

Is this going to happen
all over the world now?

Possibly... likely.

It's going to change everything.
We'll look back on today and...

And wonder why we worried
about our petty lives?

No. We'll wonder why we squandered
the good things that we had.

Sunlight.

Help!

Hello!

Help!

Is anybody there?

So close.

Why don't they hear us?
Why doesn't someone come?

Let me see your cell again.

Battery's dead.

Sometimes they have a little rebound in
them. See? Mine's got a little power now.

Well, what? So we just call for help?
It can't be that easy.

Nah, it isn't. We won't have
enough power to call out.

It'll have to be a text message.
A short one.

Okay... Okay. Um... Okay. "Under... arm.
We are trapped. Please help."

Perfect.

Okay. All right.

I can't reach any further.

Then do it.

Okay. Oh, please...

Okay... Okay.

Oh, no...

What?

I sent the message
with your phone.

Mine had the strongest signal.

Yeah, but I sent it to my Aunt Cassie.
She doesn't know your number.

It's okay.

How goes it?

These models are huge. It's
taking forever to run them.

Hey, what do you make of this?

"Under arm." Who's the caller?

I don't know the number.

Dr. Lawrence?

It's called "Saint Elmo's
Fire." It's harmless by itself.

But it is an indicator of a high
static charge in the atmosphere.

This building is
going to get lashed.

It's okay, we're safe in here,
we're engineered for this.

But we need to warn the
rest of the building.

Somebody, get the super on the phone.
Tell him to evacuate everyone.

If he gives you any trouble,
get Jim to pull rank. Jim?

Cassie! I called that text message number.
I got Brian Flynn's voicemail.

The message came from his phone!

Brian Flynn.

Oh, my God! Lori? What, do you think...
"Under arm?"

My god, they're under
the arm of the statue.

Hey! Hey! We're in here!

Oh, my God.

Hello...

Hey.

Hey.

I'll see you at the hospital?

Yeah, later.

Later?

Yeah. I'm not hurt. I've
got to rejoin my company.

What? Brian...

You'll be okay.

Brian...

Can the building take it?

I really don't know. This kind
of lightning? I just don't know.

Come on, spit it
out, you piece of...

Okay...

Well... that answers that.

Cassie Lawrence for
Mayor Leonardo.

One moment...

...please. I'll transfer
you to the Mayor.

Yeah, put her through.

John, is that you?

Cassie? I can barely hear you.

Okay, listen, I've
figured it out.

We're going to load the rockets with
dry ice... CO2. Target altitude 65000.

You got it?

Did you say dry ice?

Yeah, dry ice, and nothing but dry
ice, and no less than 65,000 feet.

John? John, do you hear me?

Look, I'm going to have to get back
to you, Cassie. I've got NASA here.

NASA? What the
hell do they want?

Well, we're going to
fire off some rockets.

John, NASA doesn't own
the atmosphere. Okay?

They're a bunch of bureaucrats.
You'll get absolutely...

Hello? Hello!

Cassie?

Damn it.

C-Cassie, I...

She's pretty certain we're going to have
to fire up the, uh, cloud-seeding...

CO2, 65,000 feet.

Correct, you do, but not
CO2, and not 65,000 feet...

where it will do nothing. Silver iodide
is our decision. That's what we'll do.

No, wait. Cassie Lawrence
and this Liggenhorn guy.

We know Lars Liggenhorn. He's
a nut job with a huge file.

No reputable firm will hire him.

And we suspect that he's
hoarding contraband materials.

Undoubtedly, he talked your Dr.
Lawrence into this scheme...

If you think that, you don't
know Cassie Lawrence.

All right, then, maybe she
believes it, but she's wrong.

We've tried CO2 before,
with diminished results.

Mr. Mayor, we only have one
chance to make this work.

Now, our flights are
loaded and ready to fly.

To do what?

Silver iodide at 35,000.

No.

As a matter of fact, sir, I don't
need permission to make this work.

The skies are
national property...

and this is a matter of national security.
I'm here to inform and to get your blessing.

My blessing?

My brother is the priest in the family. No,
what you want from me is the illusion.

The illusion?

Of civilian control.

Let's go, man. The
sun is setting.

There's no signal.

Oh!

Damn it!

Damn it.

What? What is it?

I lost the connection
to the Mayor.

He's got NASA there doing
a federal swarm over him.

Oh! If he doesn't stick to this plan,
then the whole thing won't work.

In fact, it may
even make it worse.

I think all the phones all
over the building are dead.

Yeah. Well, then I've got to get
down the street. I've got to go.

Go.

Excuse me, please. Sorry.
Excuse me.

Come on, come on,
let's keep moving!

Back! Back up!

Dr. Lawrence?

No, I'm her husband,
James Lawrence.

I'm Tony Lefferts,
with maintenance.

These folks can't get down the central stairs.
It's blocked, it's full of electricity.

Electricity? Uh, come on, come on in.
Come in.

Make yourselves comfortable. There's
coffee, there's water. Come in.

Your place is
double-grounded, right?

That's right. We should
be safe in here.

Thank God.

How far down before
the blockage?

10 floors.

Jim... uh... I don't think we
should get too comfortable in here.

I thought you said this
place was grounded?

I thought it was. Whatever that
thing is, it's found a way inside.

Step back! Step back slowly.

Get back, get back, get
back, get back, get back...

Jesus.

Back up! Back up! Everybody, back up! Get
out! Get out! Everybody, out! Go, go!

Wait! My building...

Where to?

East stairwell.

Come on!

How far down does this rail
go before there's a break?

Another 10 floors down,
there's a smoke door.

It's possible the current will
find another route at that point.

And we can walk down
the rest of the way...

if we can make it down
there without frying.

I've got an idea!

We use all of them.

Pass them out, guys. Take off
any metal... purses, briefcases.

Mission Control, target optimum reached.
Permission to engage.

What you are witnessing right now is something
that we have never seen in this city.

In fact, I guarantee you, you'll have
never seen this anywhere on Earth.

Hit after hit after hit...

Wow.

There is nothing that fire and
rescue can do for them here.

Now, most people have
been evacuated...

...but the fate of the handful
who remain is still unknown.

Now, my question is,
where is the Mayor?

Hey! I'll tell you one place he is
not, is hiding in the basement.

Would you get my car ready? Care
for a tour of New York, Doctor?

Something's changed. It's
pulsing on and off now.

Pass me another one.

We're going to walk down? Look,
it's coming through the steps!

But it won't if we insulate
ourselves from the building.

All metal out of your pockets?

Good. Like I said, the rubber will insulate
us from the water and the charged metal.

Don't touch anything
but each other.

If any one of us touches
the stairs or the walls...

...a ground circuit will be
created and we may all die.

Okay? Clear?

Pass me more.

Easy does it.

It's okay, it's okay, it's okay.
It's okay. It's okay.

I'll go first.

No.

My building.

My city.

Here! We need another one.

Lucy! Lucy!

No! Stay back!

She's still alive!

No! No, stay back! No!

Keep moving. Keep moving!
Don't touch anything.

Control, this is 77. I have
reached the target. Over.

Right. Yeah. Right. Good.
Good. Good news.

Mr. Mayor, seeding...
100% success.

Oh, that's excellent.

We should see results
pretty quickly.

Jim!

John...

Aw, Jim, what's it like
inside that spark plug?

We lost some people, John.

Oh, no.

What happened on Liberty Island?

They found your kids. Cassie's niece has
been taken to the hospital, but she's okay.

Thank God. Where is she?

Cassie? I don't know. I
didn't see her come out.

What do you mean? Did
she call you back?

When? No.

No, no, no! She came down ahead of us.
At least 10 minutes ahead of us!

Cassie! Cassie! Cassie Lawrence!

Jim.

Give me your tank!

Jim, no! Not alone! No, Jim! Not alone!
Don't go in alone!

Please, go in with him.
Go in after him!

Cassie!

Cass!

Cassie! Cass!

Cassie!

Cass... Cass?

Cassie...

Jim...

Breathe... breathe. You're
going to be okay. That's it.

Did we make mud?

Come on, I got you. I got you.

Cassie! Cassie, thank
God, you made it.

Saved her own life, clever girl.

How did the launch go?

We did launch, right?

We didn't launch.

We did.

I'm Dr. Quinn.

You listened to NASA?

Our computers showed that a different
seeding pattern would be more advantageous.

Tell me, Dr. Quinn, what
did your computers say?

No, wait, let me guess. Silver
iodide at 32,000 feet. Right?

35.

Yeah, cause that's the standard pattern,
right? That's what you always do.

One size fits all with
government work, right?

Except, this time, this is a problem
that one size is not going to fit.

This is something that we
have never seen before.

Oh, my God. When
did the sun set?

Just a few minutes ago.
What's the matter?

Everything. They used the wrong seed and
they put it too low to make it work.

In fact, it's just going
to make things worse.

That's preposterous.

No, it's not! I want you to
listen to me very carefully.

Planets with disengaged atmospheres
are lightning machines.

We're not talking about
dusting some thundercloud

over Kansas to make a
little shower here.

Silver iodide at that altitude will create
an incredible amount of static electricity.

When the upper atmosphere
contracts, that rate will increase.

The Red Spot will become the biggest engine
for the creation of static electricity...

...that the world has even seen.

And it will discharge itself straight
through the streets of New York.

What happened here... will
be a match in a forest fire.

I don't believe that.
You're an alarmist.

Hey, hey, hey! She's been right
about everything up to this point!

You ignore her now,
you're just plain stupid.

Don't you call me names, Jim,
or you will lose your job.

Well, at least you
kept your job.

Because I need my job.

Because, with one word, that man can
keep me out of the Emergency Center,

And, tonight, that's where I
need to be when the sky falls.

I'm sorry. You're
right, I'm sorry.

Yeah, I might be right,
but we're still screwed.

No, we're not. Jim.

If we can launch our rockets from Garden
State, like the way we planned...

we might be able to
counteract the problem.

Come on...

You can forget that. We lost all
land and cell phones 40 minutes ago.

This is just what I was afraid of. We
need to get a line to Garden's spaceport.

I might be able to help you out
with that inside. Come on.

This... is the old Cold War phone.
Built to withstand you-know-what.

The antenna. It's radio.
Here are the frequencies.

Okay. I'll keep trying.

I'll go play mayor.

I hope I'm doing
the right thing.

Camera ready? Please stand by! In a moment,
we're going to be going off to City Hall.

And checking with our Deputy
Mayor, James Lawrence.

Who'll be delivering a very
important community broadcast.

Good evening. This is Deputy Mayor
James Lawrence speaking to you...

...from the Emergency Command
Center at City Hall.

Scientists have predicted
an unusually heavy

number of lightning strikes
in the city tonight...

due to the disturbance
in the upper atmosphere

which has plagued the city
for the last 24 hours.

The Mayor's office has now
declared a state of emergency.

I am, therefore, issuing
a first-stage alert.

All citizens are required
to stay indoors...

...and keep tuned to emergency
frequencies for further updates.

All public events are canceled.

What the hell?

Also, due to the nature of
these electrical discharges,

we're advising New Yorkers not to use any
appliances connected to the power grid.

Use only battery-powered
appliances.

Where the hell is it?

I don't know, man. It hasn't
rung in 10 frickin' years.

And consider some kind of ear protection
from loud and persistent thunder.

Let us hope this night passes with
good luck for us all. Godspeed.

There you go.

Uh, hello?

Herbert! I've been trying
to get a hold of you!

Listen carefully. This is
what I need you to do.

No. No! Use of fireboats is not authorized.
I repeat, not authorized!

We don't know what grounding
effect that'll create.

Who's this over here? Tell him to get a move
on, for God's sake! The city is frying.

Did you get 'em?

I got them, they're going to try.
God knows...

The storm is now passing 54th Street.
Seems to be locked into Fifth Avenue.

What about the library
and the Garden?

Library's still only
one-half evacuated.

Light a fire under those people, for God's
sake don't they know what's coming?

Redeploy companies 5 and 12...

TV service is out over
most of the city.

Fire crews report Fifth and
Central Park South, heavy damage.

Hey, look at this...

Damn. Turn company 12 around.

Pete, we're redeployed
to the Village!

Got it.

A second electrical discharge storm has
appeared in Greenwich Village, moving south.

Fire units are responding. I
repeat, stay in your homes.

Stay away from electrical outlets. Use
only battery-operated appliances.

Okay. Okay, great.

All right, get that
thing on, let's go!

These electric tornadoes I don't
know what else to call them...

...continue to cut a scar
through the center of the city.

Now, with the only light
coming from the storm itself.

We can't even begin
to assess the damage.

These fire crews have never
fought anything like this before-

Hey! Hey, news! Look out!

Come on! Move, move, move!
Brian!

Uh, we... we... we need to take a break.
There's been some kind of a-

Tim, we need to go back to the station now.
Cut the transmission.

Brian!

Hang in there, buddy.
Help is on the way.

Company 12 is down. That's
Bleecker and West Broadway.

Water and hose
carried the charge?

Make sure the other crews know that.
Now. Right now!

Any word on the location
of the Mayor yet?

You're Mayor now, Jim.

What? Can you confirm that?

Is it my imagination or is
this storm headed east?

Affirmative. The storm and the
Village are trending east.

Brooklyn, too? All
three are moving east!

This is a good thing, right?

It means that it's working.

It means that the vortex is breaking down,
the prevailing winds are returning.

It worked. Damn it,
it worked after all!

Good work, everyone! Good work!

My wife, Dr. Cassandra Lawrence!

Whoo!

You did it. You did it.

Aunt Cassie!

Hi, baby!

I don't think I've ever
been happier to see you.

Hey, Lori...

Has my mom calmed down yet?

Did you tell her I'm checking right
out of this hospital to come home?

Yeah, we told her.

I'm going to have a very
fashionable scar on my leg.

It was awful. I thought
I was going to die.

It's all over now, honey.

Do you mind if I turn this up?

No, go ahead. I've been
glued to it all afternoon.

Three giant scars on
the city this morning.

Unknown billions in damage
and loss of life...

...including that of Mayor Johnny Leonardo,
whose body was found early this morning.

And in another division of City service,
rookie fireman Brian Flynn also lost his life.

He lost it saving the lives
of my film crew and myself...

Oh, God, no.

Damn it all.

I am so sorry, Lori.

In this one rescued person's
not-very-objective opinion,

as long as this city has people like
Brian Flynn and Johnny Leonardo,

it can take whatever
the world...

...has to dish out.

And, finally, as acting Mayor
James Lawrence predicted,

the storms and the Red Spot
have moved east and dissipated.

I'm glad that night's over.

I'm not sure I want to
see what's out there.

24 hours ago...

We were flipping pancakes.

Wow.

You know what I'm going to
remember about this night?

Tell me.

Two things...

The moment that John told me that
you were still in the building.

And the moment
that we found you.

Utter, sickening
fear... and utter joy.

It takes something like this to
figure out what matters the most.

So, Mr. Mayor, did I tell you how
magnificent you are in a crisis?

So, Dr. Lawrence...

Have I told you, when it
comes to problem-solving...

...there's not a scientist in the
city who holds a candle to you?

No, Jim, I mean it.

Mean what? What are you
trying to say, Cassie?

Well, I think that you have a talent
for this public servant hero stuff.

Plus, incumbents always win.

Well, maybe as a second job.

Second job? Why, what would be bigger?
Governor?

Father.

Oh, God, I love this city.