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How can I describe the torments that have brought me to this desperate act?

I cannot

tell

you details.

Must not.

Only this.

That there is an evil darker than death, and a shame more terrible than

taking one's own life.

My dearest Meek, I pray for your forgiveness.

Let's not get carried away, Passepartout. You'll need that for the

National. It's more money than I've ever seen.

Oh,

no.

What is it, though?

My old teacher, Professor Marischal.

Your dad in Paris?

Marischal?

Wasn't he something to do with intellectual power?

Yes, he has.

He invented a turbine engine to generate electricity using the power of the

tides.

He's fascinated by the effects of electromagnetism on the human body.

What's he going to do?

The funeral's being held tomorrow morning.

Well, time and tide wait for no man.

Professor Marischal was a visionary fucking.

Even took my ideas seriously.

Oh, my, the teachers thought I belonged in a madhouse.

All right, then.

I may not be prostrated by a friend's death, but I will get you to the

Prime Minister?

He's dead.

Died less than two hours ago, massive heart attack.

Oh, my God.

As you know, he was meeting with a delegation of powerful Rajas, some of

were involved in the mutiny.

Our negotiations reached a particularly delicate stage.

He died during the meeting?

No, no, no, no, no, no, no. So far, the Indian delegation has no idea what's

happened. I'd just very much like it to remain that way.

I should think they're bound to notice.

I want you to listen very carefully, Miss Fogg.

If word of this should get out, the Rajas would immediately break off

negotiations. We could well lose India, the cornerstone of our empire.

The British warship will carry the Prime Minister across the Channel, where he

will await the successful outcome of your mission.

Jonathan, this is madness.

Have you even begun to consider the implications?

It's hardly any concern of yours.

You are tampering with one of the fundamental laws of nature.

When I give you an order, I don't expect you to pass moral judgment on it. I

simply expect you to obey it.

all the arrangements for your journey?

I'm not even certain that I'm going.

Then make your mind up quickly, Miss Fogg.

The fate of the Empire may depend on it.

Trust me, it won't.

No.

Father died so suddenly, I can keep thinking I see him.

And then I look more closely and I realize that I realize

I'll never see him again.

I was the same way when my grandfather died.

If you could, if it were possible, would you bring your

grandfather back?

I used to think that I'd give everything that I had just for five more minutes

with him.

My father raised me, you know.

I practically grew up in this laboratory.

I wanted to be a scientist so that I could be like him.

But the last time I saw him, we quarreled, and he sent me away.

And now I'm nervous.

My father was a proud atheist.

He called churches temples of superstition.

His religion wasn't the natural world.

He wanted to be buried at home by the sea, not in some dreary crib.

But...

Before I knew it, the Academy stepped in and... I buried him in the church.

So I was... I was wondering...

It's too much to ask.

Well, please, no need.

Anything.

Do you really...

I gave her my word. Well, then break it. I mean, really, Verne, I don't mind

taking you to a funeral, but I do draw the line of making off with the corpse.

I have an excellent chiller fire for transporting perishable goods. Well,

goods have already perished. I'm sorry, Verne. I just don't see myself at the

grave, Robert. She's willing as that. You're just bitterer than I am. No.

No, no, no. Absolutely not. Look, will you just tell your friend that we will

everything we can to help her in her time of need?

Thank you, Monsieur Fogg.

Jules told me you had a very kind heart.

Passepartout, would you be so kind as to bring the ladies some tea?

Yes, Passepartout. Thank you.

Thank you.

You sit down.

The refrigeration system is very effective, Passepartout.

I must only perfect the controls.

Really? And what controls might those be?

This reminds me of the time my father tried to heat our house with horse

I think we're breathing now. We're weak.

Be careful.

You'll get passed by two ideas.

Yeah, that's better.

You have a lovely smile.

I think I'm heartless.

Joking about the father in the same room as his coffin.

Well, you can't grieve your loss every waking moment.

I... I just wish we hadn't quarreled.

Because then maybe I could be of comfort to him.

Packet boat awaits you at Dover.

The fast horse will be standing by when you land.

I need hardly tell you.

Time for the essence.

Passport 2.

Yes.

What do you make of this?

Some kind of electrocutor for humans.

But it's hard to tell with the smudging.

It's been burned.

How can I describe the performance that it brought me to this desperate act?

The darkness of night.

Isn't he beautiful?

Isn't he beautiful?

He's rather blinker than I'd imagined.

A lonely refuge for a lonely gnome.

What's your name?

Well, something I would deserve, Master.

Master, do you?

Commence the station.

Aye, Master.

These are Father's assistants.

We now send you loose.

You were right. Bring them back here.

Johnny.

Did you

see?

No. No, I, uh... I deduced it.

Azulir works him to point the direction.

It's time, Mademoiselle Mamichal.

Forgive me, I must say to the preparations.

Your presence is not required.

Is that really for you to say?

Fuck.

We're ready now.

Father, I don't know what to say.

But the funeral rites are over. The prayers for the dead have all been

delivered.

Sound father.

You and I will be together again.

He's a long way down.

Would it be possible to see the professor's mother?

Before we go, Pat.

Just a quick one.

I think Mademoiselle Marichal would like to be alone.

Of course.

Come along.

I was being thoughtless.

It's all right.

Aurora, be safe.

Perfectly. But if we stay, I can help you sort out your father's papers.

Oh, thank you, she was bad. I'm used to working alone.

Nevertheless, I do hate leaving you in this godforsaken place.

Please, I... What is it?

He's just... Everything turned back to England.

The castle stands alone on the coast.

and can be seen for miles.

The laboratory is on the cliffside facing the ocean.

Those two thugs.

Do they seem sinister to you?

Thugs are not nice people, Matthew.

Malik seemed awfully anxious to get rid of us.

Just because she wouldn't show you the lab.

I think she's hurting herself.

Has it occurred to you, Vern, that she's overwhelmed with grief?

Don't bother.

You and I will be together again.

It's a long way down.

Masportu, turn back.

Yes, Master.

It's already done.

It's time to activate the coil.

Moving forward to the halfway mark.

Slowly.

Too much force and the entire sphere could implode.

You have done it.

You have defeated death.

Congratulations, Mawis Masha.

You have... Who

are you?

My compliments, Professor.

Our beauty and our daughter.

No wonder he died trying to protect you.

Whoever, whatever you are, you are trespassing in my father's laboratory.

I own this laboratory.

And I own your father.

You're lying.

Take him out.

Don't listen to him.

They also belong to me.

As your beloved father will no doubt explain.

I'm here for you.

There are only two reasons I can thank you for passing such a powerful electric

current through the human body.

I'll have to kill him if he's alive.

I'll bring him back to life if he's dead.

Don't be ridiculous.

She intends to kill herself.

I can't believe it, Father.

Look at you.

It's a miracle.

No, it's not.

An abomination.

I listened to your voice, your beautiful voice. I thought I would never hear it

again.

Listen to me.

Leave us.

Please. We need to be alone.

Here, drink it. No, no.

I can stay only a brief time out of the sphere.

Yes, but now that I'm here, we'll make improvements.

So the leak of darkness can reap the benefits.

That horrible creature.

Evil incarnate.

He intends to regenerate himself from the sphere.

Why? The university will reform my work.

I was desperate.

I didn't know that evil existed.

And fear will.

No, Father.

You sent me away before.

To protect you. I will not abandon you again.

I beg you, Monique.

Oh, my God! Father!

May not!

No! May not!

He needs to spare. Let me go, Monique.

Your friends have returned.

Get rid of them.

We have to turn back from the storm.

I do hope you don't mind.

No, no, of course not.

You must be stressing, yes, sir.

Come on, mister.

Oh, yes, it was rather chilly.

I beg you, winner, let me die.

And invalidate your life's work.

My work was a crime of its nature.

then this will be your punishment.

Thank you.

Ophelia, please. I, um, I think we know why you had us bring your father here.

To bury him?

I thought the flesh was right.

And if you needed that, it could only be intended to bring the dead back to

life. Don't be ridiculous, Jules.

It's very easy to prove me wrong.

Just show me the laboratory.

We must approach by seven.

In the past, Professor Marachan has not welcomed our interest.

What the hell was that?

That's just the sound of the storm echoing in the tow banks.

I'm right over.

He found a way to defeat death. No.

I don't know, the sketches, the experiments with electricity and

Stop! You don't know what you're saying.

I know.

What right do you have to come in here, spotting these crazy theories?

I buried my father today.

I saw the sketches.

The sketches.

He invented thousands of things on paper.

Professor Marichal?

It actually works.

You found a way to restore life.

This is not life.

Unhook me, please.

Is that wise?

Don't work me.

How long can you last out here?

One hour.

It may not be the most comfortable life, Mr. Hoffman, but surely it beats the

alternative.

Count Gregory, I presume?

Papa too!

The

little

scoundrel! He's fallen asleep in his post.

I'm sorry, Martha.

It's fallen solid.

There are parts of your beauty that don't do justice before.

I'm afraid I can't say the same thing.

How much does the crazy secret service know about my machine?

Your machine?

Darkend!

Professor Darkend!

Well done, Miss Bond.

I should interrogate her, but frankly, I cannot be bothered.

Dispose of her.

I was proud.

I tried to challenge God and I brought this evil upon us.

Evil?

Forgive me when you can.

Help her.

Help her understand.

Going after him?

evil.

I can't. My dear Monique, I just want to

help you.

I'm afraid we are beyond help.

Menard and Giroux.

Yes. Who are they?

They are themselves.

You know someone really ought to teach you some manners.

We've got to get him into the sphere.

Excuse me.

Please.

Rebecca?

What in God's name are you doing here?

Well, the Prime Minister has said if we don't go home, we may lose India.

Monique.

Yes, Father.

Please.

I'm begging you.

Immortality.

I'm God, Professor.

Do you know what this means?

Hundreds of years to accumulate knowledge.

Might even develop with them. Or new forms of tyranny by an immortal view.

The helmet.

Full power.

If I do what he wants, he'll be killed.

Professor, this is madness.

You've created something here that's miraculous.

Please. No!

If you die, you'll deprive the world of Vernon.

Leave it to Vernon.

Please.

Take the right thing, Rebecca.

Please, Monique.

beyond his life.

He was only judgment.

I don't understand.

Why?

You fool. You have destroyed the greatest invention of our age.

Pusper 2!

Pusper 2!

Pusper 2, if you die, I shall kill you.

We are of Moses.

Nice asking, my girl.

Boss Batuu, you are an idiot.

Well, somewhere out there.

I'm in a dirt on a British warship.

Waiting. Well, I do hope they've used plenty of ice.

Sir Jonathan, we'll be livid. Will we?

Oh, good.

Oh, shut up. It is.

Oh,

I suppose the British Empire will struggle on without our help.

Of course it will.

Besides, do you really think the British people would allow a living corpse to

run the country?

Allow it?

Practically insist on it.

By the way, have you seen passport 2?

The last time I saw him, he was bundling up your winnings from Monte Carlo.

Excellent.

Are you really going to put all that money on the Grand National?

Yes.

I'm going to put it all on a little filly.

A million francs on one horse.

She better be good.

Actually, I'm not so sure she's won a single race in her entire life, but

all we've seen, I simply couldn't resist a horse called Rest in Peace.