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It was the pigeons.

You see, father, they built a nest up
there last spring. And they shifted the

tiles. I hate pigeons.

Horrible, noisy, dirty things.

Flying rats. That's what I call them.

They're all God's creatures, Madame
Bernard, like you and me. Yes, but I

go on building nests on the church roof
and letting the rain in.

Look at the state of St. Catherine.

She does look rather damp, I agree.

I don't know what Count Gregory would
say.

Look, it's got right down into her
plinth.

I'm sure Count Gregory is far beyond
such earthly concerns as the church he

decorated a half a millennium ago.

Look, if I push this brick back into
place...

It's the devil himself.

I've been looking for you since our last
dance.

I mean, it was the highlight of the
evening.

It was very special for me, too,
Monsieur Verne.

May I introduce Mr. Chandler Banks, who
represents the Confederate States here

in France?

We already met.

I made Monsieur Verne well aware of the
many good reasons France should support

the Confederacy against Yankee
aggression.

But they weren't enough, Mr. Banks.

Morally speaking, there's no way you can
defend what the Confederacy stands for.

But think of what would happen to the
price of cotton if the South is

Ah, and the price of slaves would drop
right through the floor.

See, you are a Yankee at heart, Mr.
Verne, and I say goodnight to you.

Countess, can I offer you a lift?

I have my own carriage. Thank you, Mr.
Banks.

Goodnight.

You have very strong views, Mr. Verne.

You're not passionate about things,
Countess. You're not alive.

I think we both believe in living
intensely.

Yes. Verne's found a friend. Listen, I
was wondering if you could meet some

word.

Any word. Oh, then here.

But this is my world, Mr. Vernon.

This is my carriage.

Perhaps someday it will bring us
together again.

Well, Verne.

How was your first taste of real
imperial grandeur?

Very good. Some parts were very good.

Overall, I've never seen such a bunch of
smug, overdressed drones in my life.

Really? Harsh, but probably true.

Marquis, may I introduce my friend,
Monsieur Jules Verne, whose many talents

not, I'm afraid, include manners.

I don't mean you, Marquis. I mean all
these dandies. All they're interested in

is clothes and money.

Take that gentleman there.

Have you ever seen such ridiculous fop?

Frequently. He's my husband.

What a wonderful evening.

The Emperor really knows how to put on a
good party.

That's all he knows how to do.

Actually, running a country seems to be
a bit beyond him.

I beg your pardon, sir.

May I remind you I'm an officer in His
Imperial Majesty's service.

Hard to miss, actually. What the devil's
got into you, then?

You seem determined to annoy everybody
here tonight.

I know what to do. It's that book you've
had your nose in all week, isn't it?

The one with the terribly depressing
title. Only the greatest work of

greatest exiled author.

Les Miserables. How exciting.

Written by a complete rebel rally.

I'll have you know the emperor has
banned that particular book.

Of course he has.

It reveals the true plight of the poor
and the depths of human suffering.

You'd be prancing around without a care
if you had just finished reading Les

Miserables. It's just as well we haven't
then, isn't it? Otherwise all that good

food and wine and music would have gone
to waste.

It did go to waste.

Only you're too self -satisfied to say
it.

I think that man just insulted us.

Well, we're glad you're back among us,
Bohemian Jewels.

You've been away with the glasses for
too long.

I'm done with the upper class.

What do they care about the poor?

And what do we care about them?

No, that's not the point, Simone. The
point is... We should all care about

other. Oh, Jules, meet Father Bousselet.

I found him wandering around looking for
an art dealer.

He's from the country and he's looking
after. You are very kind.

People kept giving me contradictory
directions.

That's been happening to me all my life.

And you've been faking that, huh?

Thank you, my friend.

Remind me to come to you again when I
need cheering up.

How'd you get tangled up in this group,
Father? Well, it's a rather strange

story. Ring got into his parish church.

Saint fell down.

Valuable statuette hidden in niche.

The statuette was a somewhat sinister
-looking object.

So I took it out of the church, and when
I examined it, I found this

on the base.

I hold my hand to the star, the seer,
Nicholas Poussin,

17th century artist.

I had no idea he was a sculptor. Neither
had I.

That's why I think it might be valuable.

And you...

He wants to use money to improve the
village water supply.

Have you ever heard of anything so dull?

What do you know about water? You never
touch this stuff.

It's just a great idea, Father. Have you
taken it to a dealer yet? I'm taking

him around to Damourette tonight.

He's the putain expert.

That's cool.

Don't worry. I'm not going to let him
cheat our little father here.

I don't think so. No, no, I don't think
so. I'm not sure at the last time I ever

want to do business with you again. Of
course you don't. You can't fool me.

But I've brought you a nice, innocent
country priest at the swindle.

Swindle? Come on, come on, come on, come
on.

And he's got a statuette by Nicolas
Poussin. Nicolas Poussin? Poussin wasn't

even a sculptor. Even you should know
that. No one knew he was a sculptor

now. Of course, if you really don't want
to deal with me, I can take him round

to the Ardennes.

He's the up -and -coming dealer in 17th
century France. No, no, no.

Let's have a look at it. Are you sure?

Perhaps you're right, Felix. Maybe we
should take it to him first. Of course,

I'm sure.

Come on. Get on with it.

Authentic? I'll grant you that. Of
course it's authentic.

Bet you've never seen anything like that
before.

Well, well, well, wait a minute. Of
course, he did mostly landscape and

classical ones. But I remember... Just
wait a second.

Yeah.

Here it is.

Voila.

It's always been a bit of a puzzle, this
one.

That looks the same.

Yes, it's exactly the same.

Et in Arcadia ego.

And I also am in Arcadia.

Who is I?

Not that devil, I hope.

But I know this place.

No, no, no, father, please don't be
ridiculous.

All these landscapes were imagined.

No, no, this tomb, it exists.

I'm sure I've seen something almost like
it.

What the devil did that?

Light up the white. Light up quickly.

Feel it.

Hey, the white.

That's all right, Felix. He's alive.

The priest.

They killed him.

They stabbed him through the heart. They
took the picture of the tomb and they

stole the statuette.

And then all I have left are these feet.

Oh, how distressing.

You don't seem very distressed.

Well, not having had the pleasure of the
Reverend Gentleman Equatant, his

passing hasn't had as much impact on me
as it has on you. No, of course not.

Am I boring you, Rebecca?

No, Jules, I'm on an assignment, and I'm
reading my briefing.

Besides, Phileas and I are both a bit
cross with you about last night.

We got you the invitation to the ball,
and you were hardly the ideal guest, now

were you?

The ideal guest, yes.

I was the ideal guest.

It was everyone else who deserved to be
put up against a wall and shot.

Including Rebecca and me, I suppose.

Had you any particular wall in mind?

I can arrive to that.

This is no time for personal feelings.

Particularly not ours.

What we need to do now is to go to the
village that priest came from and find

out what lies behind all this.

Well, I wish you the best of luck.

I mean, we should take the Aurora and go
there right now.

Not possible, I'm afraid, Jules.

I have to shadow a certain Confederate
agent that you were chatting to at the

ball last night.

Chandler Banks?

And I promised the Marquis de Noy to
partner her at bridge.

You put up investigating an innocent
man's death for the sake of a game of

bridge. Well, what makes you so sure he
was innocent, Vern?

Hmm?

Having his collar on back to front
doesn't make him incapable of wrong.

It's not so much the game of bridge I'm
interested in.

Partner. I see.

And, uh...

I suppose that Passport 2 and I couldn't
just... take the Aurora.

Yes. We could be the detecting duo who
will solve the crime and bringing back

the perpetuator in handcuffs.

I have this for the clues.

Thank you, Passport 2. That won't be
necessary.

And, Vern, the Aurora won't be available
because the Marquis is coming here to

visit me.

I see.

Well, it is your ship, isn't it?

I shouldn't have asked.

I mean, we're not put on this earth to
help other people, are we?

Fogg, I hope you'll find in your heart
to forgive me for thinking otherwise.

I think that Jules is trapped, Master.

His feelings are hurted.

You don't think we were too rough on
him, do you, Phyllis?

Rough?

Um...

Don't worry, Passepartout.

He'll be back.

Yeah.

It was not Nicolas Poussin who attacked
me last night. I'm

convinced he's the key to the mystery.

Why else did they take not just the
statue up, but the sketch of the tomb?

I don't know and I don't care.

You know more about Poussin than any
other man in Paris.

You may have a clue about the person
that attacked you and not even know it.

Yes, you're probably right.

Oh, my goodness.

Well, Poussin was a talented painter.

He was born in... In 1594, in a town
near Gisors, he

left France in 1620 and went to Rome,
where he lived for the rest of his life.

Except when Cardinal Richelieu asked him
to come back to undertake a commission.

Richelieu.

Him again.

What was the commission?

A memorial for a certain Count Gregory
who'd been torn apart rather horribly by

the Turks in the 14th century. Wasn't
there some link?

Between Poussin and the sun came.

Well done, young man.

There was.

About 20 years after he died, Louis XIV,
yes,

he suddenly became sort of obsessed by
finding one of his paintings.

Apparently, it contains a clue to the
whereabouts of some incredible treasure.

He found the painting, but not the
treasure.

What was this treasure?

It was the hoard that Alaric de Visigoth
took from home when he ransacked it.

Everything the Romans had looted from
the rest of the non -world.

Now, this painting was the clue.

Did it by any chance have a tomb in it?

A good, simple man.

Why did this have to happen to him?

Well, I think we have something to do
with this soon.

Have you seen anything like it in this
area?

Look around you, sir.

This place is full of terrible secrets.

What possessed Count Gregory to fill a
church with things like these?

I wouldn't be surprised if there were
devils behind everyone.

What on earth?

The poor count being torn apart by white
horses in Constantinople.

Gives me the shivers.

That's strange.

You recognize it?

So it's not in Constantinople?

No, sir, no.

No, it's up the hill near here.

The ruin of Alaric the Physicot. Alaric?
Yes, sir.

He's looking at you right now.

Et in Arcadia Ego.

Listen, I need a local guide. Someone
who knows every foot of the grounds

Alaric's castle.

Who can you recommend?

Are you sure this is the way?

Oh, yeah.

The goats always like coming here.

Never mind the goat. Have you really
seen this place?

Got any gumdrops? I've got a bit of
toffee.

Will that do?

I'm the only one that comes here, you
know.

What? I'm the only one that comes here.

Why is that?

They are frightened of the devil.

The devil? The devil that comes with the
wind.

The devil that comes with the wind.

I hold my hand to the dark.

You've conducted yourself well.

Who

are you?

Your destiny.

What else?

Countess.

What is this?

What are you doing here?

Waiting for you, of course.

Uniform, that's not French, is it?

Who built this thing?

What does it belong to?

It was not chance that brought me to you
at the Emperor's Ball, Jules.

It was part of a long process in which
your merits were being considered and

reconsidered.

I thought you danced with me because you
liked me.

I found you very attractive, Jules.

But what I feel is not important.

This is what matters.

You found the treasure of Alameda. You
used it to build this.

We did, Jules.

And with it, we will change the course
of history.

It's incredible.

It's a brilliant piece of engineering,
but... Change the course of history.

By intervening wherever barbarism
threatens civilization.

Whenever the noble and the good are
about to be overwhelmed by the mean and

base. Make it sound like the knights at
the round table.

That's exactly what it is, Jules.

And the question for you is, will you be
one of those knights?

It's a flattering offer.

Why me?

We need your knowledge.

We need your vision.

And I need someone like you at my side.

As we set out on a great twist.

Will you be that man?

Just set off with me.

Just like that.

You'll be my right -hand man, Jules.

My lieutenant.

If you make the right choice.

Why don't you try it on?

Now?

We're going to bring peace to America,
Lieutenant.

Peace, huh?

Civil war peace?

The whole country is wracked by
ungovernable passions.

Those passions have to be grappled with,
subdued, before the life force of the

whole nation ebbs away.

I wish I'd never seen that dump that
way. But you did.

Jules Verne was hurrying up after it,
and now he's disappeared.

Now, I want you to tell me everything
you know.

Welcome aboard, Lieutenant.

The commander has spoken highly of your
intelligence and dedication.

We can do great things with this ship.

Commander Danju has convinced me we will
do great things.

Yes, sir.

Plan the most effective way to use this
ship once we reach America.

Gunnery officer, show him the map.

Lieutenant.

Do you see how the Confederate capital
of Richmond is so close to Washington, D

.C.? What's the firepower, Gunner?

We carry 14 guns, Lieutenant.

Five port, five starboard, two aft, and
two forward. All designed for

broadsides, aerial attack, or ground
bombardment.

That's perfect.

Now, see here, just north of Baltimore.

With any luck, that should bring their
supply systems grinding to a halt, force

them to declare ceasefire, and then move
straight into full negotiations.

Brilliant, Lieutenant.

I can't tell you how satisfying it is to
have a chance to actually make use of

what I've learned.

Commander, we're having a problem with
the stabilizers. Shall we recalibrate?

No, don't do anything yet.

I'll come down.

Lieutenant!

Take the bridge while I'm gone.

Me? I want you to have experience of
command.

I think you're ready for it.

Lieutenant Byrne has the bridge until I
return, Gunner. Aye, aye, Commander.

Helmsman, 10 degrees to port.

Unidentified ship on the port, Bouser.

Aurora, what are they doing here?

They seem to be heading straight for us.

Shall I fire a warning shot?

Now I know these people.

Boyle is right.

He did go off in a flying ship.

Rebecca, it's a battleship.

Friends of yours, Lieutenant?

Phileas Bogg and his cousin Rebecca.

May I bring them aboard?

Of course.

Any friend of yours is a friend of mine.

Do you think they kidnapped him? I'd
rather fear they haven't.

Take a look at that getup he's wearing.

Look at him.

He's all be Captain Dove. He reminds me
of an admirable.

Rebecca, Bob, may I introduce you to my
commander, Countess Helen Donjou.

How'd you do?

Didn't we meet at the Emperor's Ball?

Our paths have crossed, yes.

We consider ourselves extremely
fortunate that Lieutenant Verne has

become one of our officers.

And what is our friend responsible for?

Strategy and tactics.

I congratulate you.

Do you have your own cabin, Fern?

Why can't we talk here?

Well, maybe we'd like to see more of
your ship.

With your permission, Commander.

Certainly, Lieutenant.

A courtesy call.

Welcome on the vessel of Mr. Phileas
Fogg from London, England.

My name is Passepartout.

You give the orders around here?

All the orders.

How many crew do you have, then?

Oh, it's just me.

But no need for crew people.

Everything here is done by machines.

Here is the obfuscating device, the
staving ball, and we have

the maps over here.

You were about to tell us, Verne, how
all this came about.

Oh, it's investigating the death of
Father Boatville, eh?

If you recall.

And did you find out who did it?

Not exactly, that's, um...

I've been overtaken by events.

Don't you find it a bit strange, Jules?

These people making you an officer in
this incredible machine.

Why? You don't think I'm up to it?

No, it's not. You're an awfully good
chap, Fern, but in charge of a

I'm in charge.

Finding the best use for it, Fogg. And
you say you're going to stop the war

between the states?

I've no plan.

Well, if you have any objection.

Well, it depends on the outcome.

The outcome will be saving thousands of
lives.

Yes, but if the war ends in stalemate,
will the United States split in two?

That's not it at all.

Think I could mess up that badly?

I have to be honest with you, Verne.

There's something here that makes me
very uneasy indeed.

And, um, I agree with Phileas.

Alain Donjou's not the controlling force
here. There's somebody else behind her.

What makes you think that?

Because ever since I got put on this
ship, I felt something wrong.

Something evil.

Evil?

You're obsessed with evil fog.

Do you mind if we have a look around,
Jules?

What for?

Well, just curiosity, but if you don't
want us to.

You seem to be carrying quite a lot of
cargo, Jules.

What is it?

I have no idea.

I haven't had time to go poking around
here.

No, well, you have been rather busy,
haven't you?

Yes.

Yes, I have.

I have a lot of responsibilities here.

Oh, I wonder how interested your new
friends are in bringing about a lasting

peace, Jules.

Come and have a look.

Well, I suppose we might need these.

For self -defense.

The resourceful Leas Fogg.

Welcome, Count Gregory.

So the rumors were true?

Oh, yes, Mr. Fogg.

All the rumors about me are true. You
were torn apart by the Turks in the 14th

century. And afterwards revived by the
monks in the catacombs beneath

Constantinople.

In the fall.

Then you see.

Why did they do it?

Why indeed, Mr. Fall.

I suppose we all have our little
mysteries to live with.

Do we not?

Oh, look.

More self -defense.

You know what this stuff is, don't you,
Jules?

This is slaving equipment.

Slaving? Used for regaining control over
runaway slaves.

You have a habit of jumping to
conclusions, Miss Fogg.

It's a habit that should be curbed.

Commander.

What is this?

We're going into a war zone, Lieutenant.

Who knows what problems we might have to
deal with.

But we're going there to stop the war.

You're going there to make sure the
Confederacy wins, aren't you, Commander?

We're going there to make sure a
civilized way of life is not destroyed

-grubbing northern industrialists, Miss
Fogg.

Lieutenant Verne has lent us
considerable expertise in helping us

plan.

I trust you won't let this woman
distract you from your duty.

Not in the way you've distracted him,
no.

And these are going overboard.

Give me a hand here, Jules.

Lieutenant. What does it?

Hang on a second. What?

Let's not jump to conclusions.

Well, you're not going to use this
stuff, are you?

Tell her she's got it wrong.

Helen, explain it to her.

Tell her to leave my cargo alone,
Lieutenant.

You're an officer on this vessel. Do
your duty.

We believe in you.

We believe you have what it takes to
become great.

Are you going to let us down at the
first challenge?

Are you?

Yes, Commander, I am.

That, Jules, was a terrible mistake.

So it's not Lieutenant anymore?

You think you can be part of the League
of Darkness if you're not prepared to be

ruthless? The League of Darkness?

I can see you have considerable resolve.

You always go for the best.

And the brightest.

Don't you count?

Mr. Fall.

They deserve us.

And we have them.

We live in a time when science threatens
to swamp

aristocracy with the governing principle
of society.

We need people like Jules Verne to turn
science to our ends.

Jules Verne will never...

be corrupted by a creature like you.

The League of Darkness now has the only
two heavier -than -air flying machines

in existence.

Sorry to disillusion you.

Sorry?

You lie to me.

You trick me.

You try to get me to betray my friends
and all you can say is sorry?

Try to keep away from her, Jules. You'll
get yourself shot.

That's not good enough, Helen.

Give me the gun.

And now our interview is over.

are no longer of any service to me.

Throw him over the side.

Throw him over the side?

How unimaginative.

I'm surprised that you can't.

spot too!

Chris!

Thank you, Passport 2.

Now, where in the hell is Rebecca?

Hang on, Rebecca.

Let go the chain.

Not in a million years.

It's very simple.

Either she dies or you both die.

you'd possibly assume.

Jules, that was brilliant.

Does it make up for me being such an
idiot before?

No, you'll always be an idiot.

That is why we love you so much.