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This ain't whiskey, it's hogwash!

Yes, Jim.

If you're a discriminating drinker, old destructor might be more of your taste,

Jim.

Yes, that's just what the... The new commander of the West Point Military

Academy needs to get his juices flowing.

Well, sir, I do believe you're going to turn all those college boys into real

soldiers for you. I'm going to turn them into soldiers just like me.

West Point won't know what hit it, General.

The Confederacy won't know what hit it when my boys reach the front line.

They'll have the entire South up in flames before you can whistle Dixie.

Fill her up again.

What do you savages want with me?

The kidnapping of General Theodore Steele began the most dangerous period

American -British relations since the War of 1812.

As tensions mounted, we were invited to call on the Governor of Upper Canada.

There, we also found Sir Jonathan Chatsworth.

You present us with a most unfortunate situation, Governor. It has nothing to

with us, Sir Jonathan. It was the Mohawks. You know perfectly well the

have been British allies for centuries, so it looks as if we're behind the damn

kidnapping. And are we?

Of course not, Fogg. We have no wish to see Britain and America at war again.

Well, that's a relief.

Yep, Fogg.

I didn't bring you here for you to make a pleasant remark. You didn't bring me

here at all. I came of my own volition. Look, we have a crisis on our hands.

Governor, I understand that American troops have crossed the border. There

been incidents, provocations. It's getting very ugly.

Which is why we so appreciate your offer to use your dirigible in the search.

What offer?

Ah. Ah?

Well, I did rather assume that you would... That you would do your duty by

country.

Chatsworth.

You know where my duty lies, do you?

And used to lie with the British Secret Service before you chose to, uh, throw

in the towel.

And in my resignation is the phrase I prefer, Chatsworth.

It's a protest against the service of this woefully incompetent management.

It was you who let go the wheel, Phileas.

Well, there isn't much honor in being an armchair critic.

Abraham Lincoln himself was due to see Steele at West Point, Mr. Fogg, for the

passing out parade.

We have hundreds of troops searching the forest.

They've found nothing.

Look, I live with being kidnapped, but I really could do with a drink. What do

you say we have a short stop for some fire water, huh, Chief?

Chief!

Chief!

Damn, I've seen some cigar store Indians. This is crazy. Why don't you

something?

All right, I understand now.

You're not interested in conversation.

I loved Fenimore Cooper's books when I was a boy.

Just think, it was in woods like these that the last Mohicans tracked down the

Mingoes to rescue the Monroe sisters.

You, Jules, are a romantic.

Sometimes I think you're living life like one of the characters in the books

keep promising to write.

Why not?

Life should be filled with drama and suspense and wonderful third act

But it never is, Vern.

You can't shape reality like you can a book.

You can try.

I think we have found the nest, boys.

Now all there is to do is smoke out the insects within.

These are the Adantos, sir. They're peaceful people. I don't think they'd be

involved in something like this. Sergeant, you know too much about

not enough about war.

Company, forward!

What is that?

Vote signal.

I'm sure of it.

It's a message.

It's a fire, Fern.

Someone has set fire to something.

Large. Like a village.

Let's go and have a look.

No.

Where have you hidden the general?

Big boy.

I didn't take him.

Then how did you come to be wearing his hat?

On it first.

I didn't.

or not alone.

We searched the village, sir. There's no sign of the general anywhere. And the

rest of the Indians have fled into the woods.

It leaves only you to answer the questions.

We kidnapped nobody.

That is an untruth!

And I will not tolerate untruth from Indians.

You people don't know what truth is, do you?

Well, you are dealing with custom now.

So you had better start learning.

Let's go!

Easy, easy.

You should be brushing up on your education too, Lieutenant, and your

should be respect for others.

We thought that this might help you concentrate on the lessons. You are

interfering with United States Army business. And you're invading British

Canada. Take my advice.

Get out. If you do interfere with the United States Army, there will be blood

shed between our two nations.

Yes, but not this, boys.

Not here and not now.

Why are you protecting these kidnappers?

Are they working for you? Oh, for goodness sake, what idiot decided you

for a commission?

I will be sending a full report on this incident to Washington.

Telling everyone exactly how brave you were, no doubt.

Company!

Prepare to move out!

You have not heard the last George Armstrong custom, lady.

Prompt you that.

I'll always remember you, Lieutenant.

So nice to meet a soldier who takes such good care of his hair.

Company, forward!

You really pushed him, Rebecca.

Well, he's a bullying prig, and I hate that sort of man.

I thank you, strangers, for saving my life.

Is it true you're in search of the drunken general?

Yes. Do you know who took him? It was not the Mohawk or any Iroquois tribe.

Really? Who was it, then?

This is ridiculous!

Son of a... What sort of Indians are you?

Fairly sophisticated ones, General.

What? Well, you're not a damn mohawk at all!

General Steele, the flower of American smoothie.

Whiskey. It's all that damn whiskey.

I drank.

Coming back to haunt me, though.

Horrible, but well -deserved way. I'll give it up, I tell you.

I'll never touch another drop, I swear to God.

And you have my word on that as a United States Army officer.

I am not an hallucination, General.

Though you will soon come to wish that I were.

And I am afraid that our acquaintance will be of short duration.

But I can promise that for you, at least, it will be intensely fantastic.

Passport 2.

Passport 2, you all right?

Yes.

Oh, I'm sorry, Master.

They're hitting me from behind.

Who did it?

No, it's all right.

You want to follow your flying ship downriver?

Absolutely. Well, it looks as if you're going to fulfill your last of the

Mohican fantasies after all, Jules.

Jules? Look at this.

What have you got there, Bird?

Looking sweet.

And beneath is a footprint.

This is the outline of a skull.

Do you know these marks at all?

Oh, yes, lady.

It was them.

Them? Who's them?

The dead ones.

They rode past me in the forest with the general.

It was they who took your ship.

Hey, look. What?

Hey, look.

Look at that.

What is that?

Come on, let's go. Come on.

Come on.

Thank God.

Oh, my God.

Has everyone gone mad?

They found Steele.

Dead at the doornail. At West Point.

With a whiskey bottle in his hand.

In death as in life.

Problem is, Chatsworth, it seems that your man was responsible.

Body dropped from the airship of Phileas Fogg.

Yeah.

That does rather point the finger, doesn't it?

I can't ignore this.

I must put out an arrest warrant to convince the Americans that we aren't

it. You've missed this.

Despite this outrage, President Abraham Lincoln has confirmed his decision to be

at the West Point passing out parade on the 14th, where he will make a major

speech on international relations, including, no doubt, relations with

Canada. The 14th. Which gives us less than 48 hours to clear this thing up.

Do you see if you can bring fog in by then, won't you?

Alive, if possible.

You're quite the hunter.

Just like in The Last of the Mohicans.

Do you know that book?

I read it in the mission school.

Oh. I do not think the author had ever met an Indian in his life.

Oh. I think you should make a note of them. Uh -huh.

Or possibly we should focus on finding General Steele.

In accordance with my assignment.

Or risk disappointing Sir Jonathan.

Tell Aurora.

Phileas, I am getting sick and tired of your continuous feud with Sir Jonathan

Chatsworth. It is not grown up.

But finding General Steele without the Aurora isn't going to be easy.

I wonder how they're coming.

The dead ones.

They know everything.

They come to my village, took my brother.

Do you know where?

To the land of the dead, the east.

Could you guide us there?

No.

I do not have the courage.

If I did not have the courage to search for my own brother, how could I have it

for this?

You might be surprised to find what you discover, Tonwa, if you look inside

yourself.

Tortures.

How do you know that they're not our troops?

How do we know they're not Captain?

There they are.

There is fog.

Stop right there.

In the name of the Queen.

In the name of the Queen?

Fire!

Hold the bank. What?

Hold the bank.

I've done nothing to harm you.

Jocelyn, I know him.

He disappeared six months ago from the next village.

Jocelyn, what have they done to you? They took us into the rock at home, into

the living rock.

Three of us escaped.

The others were shot and ran beside me.

Are these the people you call the dead ones?

Inside the rock.

What rock?

The rock.

Roars. In a chain together.

Digging. Digging.

Sussman. What of my brother?

Died. The first day.

He challenged the broken one.

Struck him down like a dog.

The broken one.

What broken one?

You do not.

I want to know the broken one, sir.

He will freeze the marrow of your soul.

Tell me.

He was on a throne. He was in pieces and

terrible to look at.

Death was in his hands.

Count Gregory, are you still alive?

You have to take us to this place, Saswan.

I will not go back there, white man.

I will never go back to the place of the dead.

But I will.

Saswan will tell me the way.

We have faced the dead ones.

Have overcome them we can do it again My brother will be avenged

The land of the dead.

I'll come out the other side.

I promise you.

The rock that ruined...

No movement, obvious structure.

Now, that one talked of making a tunnel.

Why would you make a tunnel into a waterfall?

We'll find the answer to that when we find the tunnel.

He said it was on an island.

But there aren't many islands.

Look at that, Fogg.

Phileas? Phileas?

Everything looks alright.

Should I commence re -inflation? Not yet.

I want to know what they've been up to.

Oblipticating the carpet.

Up with you.

Stay with the door.

And be ready to leave in a hurry.

I will go, Chief. No, you and me will be the guard.

And this time, I'm going to do it properly.

Reminds me of Duke Rimini and his rocket -powered vampires.

A propellant.

That's what this is.

Rocket propellant.

Okay. Immediate reflation.

Let's get out of here before they know we found that tunnel.

Phileas!

We could have taken them on.

We could have.

As soon as they saw the Aurora lift off, I think they'll know we were here. They

don't know we found the tunnel. They will guess.

Phyllis, it's not like you to back away from a fight.

Please be telling me what is going on.

It's a mystery to me.

It's a mystery to us as well, Pastor. All we know is that Count Gregory and

League of Darkness are building some kind of rocket -propelled device.

In a cave behind the falls.

That's what my brother died for.

But at what thing are they firing the rockets?

Ah, well, I am afraid that our aborted reconnaissance gave us no clue

on that school.

But if we can get a fix of the angle of the cave behind the fall, that might

just tell us.

How so, Glenn?

Well, because if they're firing a rocket from the cave, it'll be going in the

direction the cave mouth is oriented.

That's right.

So, we need to get up to the fall and check that orientation.

Swing around, Passepartout.

Set a course for the fall.

There. See?

About 40 feet down.

Yes, I can see it. It's definitely an opening.

Oriented south -south -east.

General Steele was heading towards worst point when they kidnapped.

It's almost directly south -south -east.

And where, at 11 a .m. tomorrow, Abraham Lincoln will congratulate the latest

crop of Union officers.

Theoretically, a rocket could travel from the fall.

All the way down to the Hudson Valley to West Point.

Backing out of that tunnel may have been one of your worst mistakes, Bill.

Fogg, if a Canadian rocket kills Abraham Lincoln and wipes out the West Point

Cadet Corps, America will have no option but to declare war.

The Union will be fighting on two fronts, taking the pressure off the

Confederacy. Allowing Robert E. Lee to march straight to Washington.

Laboury forever.

Count Gregory wins. Game, set, and match, Ophelius.

That is not going to happen, Rebecca.

That is simply not going to happen.

If they don't know we found the tunnel, we could still go back that way. They'll

know.

And if they're knowing we're coming, they're firing the rocket before we get

there. Exactly.

So we need to come straight into the fall. What?

Yes. If we brought the Aurora over, we could go down on the winch. A downdraft

wouldn't let it hover for long enough.

What if we come up from below the fort?

We could fire a line up to the lip of the cave and then come right up out.

The fort was too strong for that, and it could cost us the element of surprise.

Anybody else got any ideas for Phileas to shoot holes in?

Yes.

The battle.

Here we go.

The battle with the cable.

Of course.

This is the barrel.

This is the waterfall.

The barrel go whoops over the waterfall, then whoosh into the cave.

Whoops, whoosh.

I always want things to go over falls in a barrel, Master.

You have come up with many ridiculous ideas during your career, Passport 2.

That is possibly the worst.

It's brilliant, Fox.

Why can't you see that... That it's suicidal?

Yes.

Nobody in my dirigible, and I mean nobody, is going over those balls in a

barrel!

You are not, despite every opportunity to take the job, the head of the British

Secret Service, and you are not, therefore, my boss.

Well, I'm giving you the benefit of my considerable experience, Rebecca.

Yes, as you have ever since I joined your family as the orphan child.

Count Gregory is clouding your judgment, Phileas. It is time to stop listening

to you.

To save your life.

Morning, Vern.

Now that devil is Passport 2.

Passport 2's gone.

So is its home.

What?

Must have gone down in the winter during the night.

They're going to use the barrel.

Idiots.

Go get Rebecca here at once. We have to stop them.

Rebecca's gone soon.

It's a very small barrel, Miss Rebecca.

Toby is the word I'd use.

Do you remember the sound of you?

It's a TV.

A nozzle danger.

Well, I'm not sure about this.

No, I'm not sure about it either, Paz Patu, but I think it has to be done.

You're not doing this because Mr.

Paz forfeiting it?

Partly, yes.

Mr. Paz loves me.

He's caring very much if you live or die.

I know he does, but I can't let him take over my life.

He's really just killing you?

Oh, I'm not going to kill you, Paz Patu. I'm simply going over a waterfall in a

barrel. Passport 2 is right, Mr. Doctor.

I do not think you should do this.

Well, Passport 2 is always right.

We just never take any notice of him.

There's the barrel.

Take it down, Vern.

I'll go down through the trapdoor, swing down there, and I'll catch it.

It's not like you'll get there in time, Fogg.

To the untrained eye be spot.

It looks very much like you are trying to interfere with my rock.

You see how my pleasure communicates itself to them?

The court will not start, you know.

Of course not.

You must have known before you came that the penalty for sabotage is death.

Well, naturally.

It might, however, be commuted.

Commuted? I admire you, my dear.

You are one of the few women that come anywhere close to being my equal.

You could be my consul.

Your consul?

You see how I am?

But my assistants have devised some ingenious medical procedures by which we

might be fused together for all eternity.

Ah,

you can die.

Yes. On second thoughts, I think it might be best.

Burn and fall.

What a delight.

Bring them to me.

Your ingenious little ruse failed to work. Fall.

Rebecca, are you all right?

Yes, thank you, Phyllis. I'm fine.

Um, Meryl wasn't such a good idea after all. Isn't she charming?

So brave.

And like your late southern friend, Mrs.

Saratoga Brown, destined to die so very young. You evil freak.

They're coming, Fogg. But as compensation for my discomfort,

I can now dispatch another of the women you love and watch your face.

As she dies.

And yet only a moment ago, Count, you were offering me your hand in marriage.

Well, not just your hand, your entire carcass, if entire is the right word.

We know your plans, Count Gregory.

You're trying to start a war between Canada and America, and take my word, it

won't work.

You mean you would rather it did not work, Monsieur Verne, because you have

these absurd prejudices against slavery.

Think of Greece and Rome, how they flourished.

Blowing up West Point, it's going to help America flourish.

Oh, yes, Verne.

You see, Abraham Lincoln will be there, probably in the middle of a speech about

democracy and the honor dead.

America will be forced to fight a war on two fronts.

The South will triumph, and slavery will spread across the entire North American

continent.

What a pity you could not have been one of us.

But you, Fogg, have corrupted him.

And that is why you must suffer.

Fire the Nabocles!

Miss Rebecca?

And now I wish to feel what it is like to be whole again.

Do not be afraid, Mr. Fong.

I've decided not to kill you.

I intend instead to take over your minds by personally inserting

the cortical load.

My mind with yours, Count.

I will destroy you.

Impossible.

Come on.

Be ready.

Count.

Another real reason why I refused to join the League.

Not because how hideous you are.

It's because you have a second -rate mind.

Can you break my...

from President Lincoln.

Greatly appreciates what we did to save West Point. So it doesn't look like

we'll be going to war after all.

Have they found Miss Fogg yet?

No.

No sign of her whatsoever.

Once back aboard the Aurora, it took us hours to make the journey that had taken

a rocket just minutes.

The most terrifying hours of our lives.

Hours which ended

In the most satisfying way imaginable.

Wonderful views!

Think I've got a bite!

After being caught up in white man's conflict, our friend the town one

to stay behind in the great wilderness, where he thought he might be safer.

Fogg, of course, had some explaining to do to the Union army, but being Phileas

Fogg, he brought it off with perfect English aplomb.

Time for tea, master.

Well, of course, Passepartout, there's always time for tea.

I might make an exception and join them myself today.

To the abolition of slavery.

Yes. Yes, and to the invention of... the future.

The future.