All language subtitles for Nautilus.2024.S01E02.

This is Nemo.

We have taken control
of the vessel,

and we'll use
to escape Kalpani.

You'll hang for this.

They'll already
plotting how to recover her.

A Company's ship.
She's coming at us.

Turn her back, we'll ram her.
Full speed ahead.

A sea monster.
- What?

We will take
your women and children,

but none that serve the Company.

Who are they?
- Pirates of some kind.

I'll see you're hunted
till the ends of the Earth.

You'll be hunting
in the wrong place.

Captain, your command.

TheDreadnought.
- Who is this Nemo?

You mark my word, he's going to exploit
all of us to get exactly what he wants.

Just like the Company.

We're sinking fast.

It must have been damaged
when you rammed the ship.

We can't purge
the ballast tanks.

So, we'll just keep sinking.

There has be another way
to purge the tanks.

There is.

Fine. What is it?

Your idea. Please!

It's simple, but it will work.

Hand pump air into
the ballast tank.

No, no, no, no.

We'd be pumping air we are breathing
into the tanks.

You have a better plan?

We'll need a crank
of some kind.

There's one in the capacitor
with the diving suits.

If we pump just enough air
into the ballast tanks,

it will lift us back up.

We could try.

Keep going!

It's not working.

I don't understand.

It has to work.

I can't breathe.

No, no, no.

Come on. Come on!

Oxygen levels
are getting too low.

Push!

Are the tanks...

empty?

Not enough to make a difference.

Nemo. Nemo.

Nemo.

What's that?

What, you don't hear that?

It's leaking.

Grease. I need grease.

And a pipe clamp.

Sealed.
- Again.

Come on, come on.

It's working. It's working.

It's going up.

Oh, we did it.

You did.

We're alive.

For how much longer, with Captain Crazy
running things?

It's not like we have
much of a choice.

Don't we?

We have to fix
the engine.

Benoit, please rest.
- There's no time.

We have to restore the power,

or we'll drift into
Company territory.

Oi!

You little scallywag!

Whose are those?

Lord Pitt is a major shareholder
in the Company.

He'll be coming with us.

Oi, oi, oi.

Clear off. Sir.

Permission to sail.

No, I don't need anyone's
say so.

Get her underway.

Lieutenant Punch, gangplank up,

clear the decks.
- Aye, Captain.

Let's see what she can do.

Gangplank up, clear the decks!
- Aye, sir!

Swiftly now, or you'll be hugging
the gunner's daughter!

Enter.

Lord Pitt, Captain Youngblood asked
me to check if you were comfy.

And how would I be comfy
inside of this metal box?

It's smaller than
Ivanhoe's kennel.

Ivanhoe, your Lordship?
- He's a Gordon.

Ivanhoe's a Gordon?

A setter.

A dog, man.
- Surely you're familiar with the concept.

A dog-man?

Look, have you got
anything bigger?

Something with a bath, perhaps?
At least a decent bed?

I'm afraid not, sir.

What's that thread,
Your Lordship?

It's a Brahmanical thread.

My Hindu instructor allows me to wear it.
- Well,

when in Rome, I suppose.

Right, likewise.

Dear God.

What have we got ourselves
into, Algie boy?

What were his exact words?

I told you. "Miss Lucas..."

...I am very sorry but you have
proved yourself far too valuable

for me to let you leave
the Nautilus...

"...at this present time."

And you said?

I said, "Why would I
want to leave?"

I'm sorry?

Well, by trainingl'm an engineer and,
by inclination, a scientist.

We are beneath the waves,

traveling through a world that
nobody has ever explored before.

I have made my peace with how I've got
here and I have no intention of leaving.

I promise you.

You say it like that?
- Um-hmm.

You're not
that good a liar.

I assure you, I am.

I promise you.

And you believed her?

Flare nut spanner.

You need the half-moon.

Flare nut.

The Nautilus is a wonder
of science and engineering.

Thank you.
But, that is not what I asked.

This is no good. Half-moon.

What can she do?

You're not going
to make it with that dress.

Watch me.

Archie!

I don't wanna leave you
with Kai.

He might boil you and eat you.

See, the others
are already going.

What are you worried about?

It is over a thousand miles
across Company-controlled India

to my home in Bengal.

My village is only a few days
down the road from here.

Come there with me first.

More importantly, I thought we would
be a lot closer to the shore.

You can't swim?

How hard could it be, huh?
I do the arms, and...

We've repaired the damage. - I see no reason
at all why it's still not working.

Nemo!

They're leaving.

Just take my hand.

Jagadish, come one!

I'll help you.

Ah, mon dieu.

This is not good.

I told you you couldn't
make it with the dress.

Who are they?

Fishermen.
- Not them. Them.

Sergeant, take half the men,
commandeer those fishing boats

and seize the vessel.

Company troopers.

They'll inform Bombay we are here.
We have to get away.

With even less crew.

To hell with them. - How will we run
the Nautilus with just seven people?

You tell me.
You're the First Mate.

I am?

Come on. Without power,
we're not going anywhere.

Hey, princess.
Where are you going?

These are your people
coming to save you.

Make ready!

Take aim!

You are not going back
to the underwater boat.

Fire!

Get back to the underwater boat.
Now!

Company troopers.

Reload! Reload!

Shoot those criminals!

Damn this thing!

We checked everything
that could possibly be wrong.

Pull, man, pull!

Yes!
- Quick, the forward hatch.

Is there something
you wanna say?

They're right behind you.

Quick.

That should do it.

You disconnected those!

How else was I going to escape?

We're not done here, Miss Lucas!

I think you'll find we are.

We have power!

Take on ballast.
- Starboard side taking on ballast.

Port side.

Turan, what the hell
are you doing?

Writing, why?

Ah, you are writing?
Tell me, I want to hear.

Really?
- No!

Portside ballast.

Come on, men!

Take her down.
- Aye, Captain.

Engine engaged.

Blaster boy!

Archie!
- Leave the dog, little man!

Close the hatch!
- Don't move.

I have this. Take the wheel.
- Yes, sir.

Send word to Bombay!
- Sir.

If we're to stand
a chance of evading the Company,

we must get out
of the Gulf of Kutch

and make the open sea
before we cut off.

To do that, like it not,
you need a crew.

I have one.
- Ah, yeah.

Two men tried to leave.
How many more next time?

You must give them
a reason to stay.

You want to run,
I can't stop you.

But before you try again,
you should know this,

you have stolen the Company's most
prized possession.

In doing so, you have humiliated some
of the most powerful men on Earth.

Their agents will scour every port and city
until they find you. And when they do,

you will be punished.

And long before the Company is done, you'll
be begging to put out of your misery.

Is that true?

Mmm-hmm.

We are deep in enemy territory,

on a boat that is undermanned
and unarmed.

If we don't make the open sea
by tomorrow,

be in no doubt

we will be intercepted
by whatever ships

the Company is at this very moment
dispatching from Bombay

to hunt us down.

I will not allow anyone to put the Nautilus
in further danger.

Is that clear?

The Nautilus was sighted
in the Gulf of Kutch.

We have a good chance
of cutting her off here.

This ship can go faster.

She's new and un-trailed at sea.
Must be broken in.

If we push her harder,
we might not get there at all.

Do it.

Full ahead, all engines.

Aye, sir.
Full ahead, all engines.

Where is Captain Millais?

Below.

He hasn't left his cabin
since coming on board.

Miss Lucas.

Whoa!

A moment if you please, Madame.

Mademoiselle.

Your act of sabotage
almost got us all killed.

You forget that I also
saved your lives.

You gave me a word
you would stay.

But didn't you lie
to a man you call a friend

about your intentions
for theNautilus?

Benoit and I..

And you are not my friend.

So, consider this
fair warning, Captain.

The first chance I get,
I will try and escape again.

Correction. Not try.
Actually escape.

Lock me up if you like.

As you were locked up.

You really think this compares to the place
your countrymen kept us prisoners?

Used us as slaves?

No, no, no, no.
No. No...

No, I... I misspoke.
I'm sorry.

But you must have committed some crime to
have imprisoned in that place, surely?

If I suspect you of doing any further damage
to the Nautilus,

I will leave you
to the sea.

You came back.

Helped us get away
from your own people, why?

That will be
none of your business.

Speed?

Twelve knots.

Clearance?

Clearance?

Nine fathoms.

It's hope that brings
people together.

Lord Pitt,
is there any particular reason

that you've decided to join us
on this voyage?

I'm here for love.

How gallant.

My fiance is aboard
the Nautilus.

Miss Humility Lucas?

That's right.

You must have heard of her of course.
She's quite the catch.

Even for a chap
as eligible as myself.

I had the pleasure
of her company

on the journey
from London to Bombay.

Not quite to Bombay.

You must be the chap
that allowed her to be taken

by the escaped convicts.

I failed.

Captain Youngblood.
You met this Nemo.

Tell me,
what did you make of him?

He's a convict, a murderer
and now a kidnapper.

With respect, I didn't ask you,
Lord Pitt.

Youngblood?

He is ruthless.

He's also reckless.
Uncivilised.

But he seemed resolute.

Brave.

Pish-posh. Whatever this Nemo is,
he will be dead soon

by my hand.

You are not afraid what the Company will do
if they capture us?

A true revolutionary has no place in his
heart for fear.

Perhaps I could put
a good word in for you.

You know, with...
with the Company.

Blah. Blah. Blah.
If the revolution ever came,

you'd be the first to run,
you coward.

What would you know, huh?
You're a farmer.

A remnant of the feudal order.

If it wasn't for farmers,
you'd have no rice to eat.

Really, you're a farmer?
What's that like?

Just shut up and eat.

Oh! Excuse me.

Where are you going?

He has no manners.
He's eating with his fingers.

This is embarrassing.

A few grains of rice
for breakfast, lunch and dinner.

That's all we have.
- Someone is still stealing biscuits.

Why would you steal
these biscuits?

An electrical
resonant transformer circuit.

I had no idea they existed
in reality.

They didn't,
until we built this one.

I'd offer to show you around.
- But you seem familiar with how it works.

And how it can be made
to stop working.

I'm sorry.

Under the circumstances,

you're forgiven.

You built her
for the Company?

They were the only ones
who would pay to build her.

And they promised she would be used
for exploration.

Then I saw Kalpana,

how they would build my dream.

With the sweat and blood
and sufferings of human beings

used as slaves.

Everything the Company
had told me was a lie.

They intended the Nautilus
to be used as a weapon?

I'm afraid so.

Mmm. Can I show you something?

Looks like some kind of munitions shell,
for use under water.

This must be where
the explosive charge sits.

Only there's
no explosives onboard.

So how's it powered?

Compressed air.
- Benoit says they're called torpedoes.

You know a lot
about explosives, do you?

I know my blasting power
from my gunpowder.

You must fire them
through these.

Wow!

You know, my father
was an engineer.

Ah...

I've always loved
to understand how things work.

He encouraged that,
taught me.

A good man.

And here is our marvel.

Sea water is heated
using the electricity.

And then, as you can see,
the steam is piped

to the steam engine's
a bit further on.

Oh, which drives
the propellor.

Exactly.

Electrical regenerative catalyst..
- Hey don't touch it!

Oh.
- It's hot.

There were points at which I thought
my task impossible.

Nemo helped me find solutions for the most
complex problems.

Nemo?

He has a brilliant mind.

When he applies it.

The Nautilus is as much
he is as mine.

And for that reason
I let him name her.

Why Nautilus?

That's for him to say.

As for myself, when I realised
the Company's true intention,

I wanted to walk away.

But Nemo persuaded me
that we should build it

and then use it to escape.

And then he betrayed you?

He has his reasons
for being the way he is.

Those reasons are?

Ah, your little friend
is here.

She's no friend of mine.

Bonjour!

You see why?

What language is he speaking?

Where are you from?

Nobody knows
anything about Jiacomo.

How do you know
his name then?

We don't.

There you are.

What has he done now?

He's stolen from
the ship's stores again.

I never.

Cross my heart.
On Archie's life.

Well, if it wasn't you,
it was the dog.

And if I catch him, there'll be more than
biscuits on the menu.

You wouldn't.

He's not going to eat
that dog.

IF you didn't steal the biscuits,
who did?

We have to stay up tonight
to find out.

You understand what's
at stake here, Archie.

Hey, concentrate.

Nemo, I have something.

A whaler.
Harvesting the pod we saw.

We have to stop this.

What's wrong?
They're just fishing.

Whales aren't just fish.
They're mammals.

The mothers care for their young.
Like humans.

Not mine.

Any delay could see us cut off
by the Company. We can't stop.

Why risk our lives, huh?
For a few fish?

They're not fish.

They're scared.

We have to help them.

Oh, come on.
Don't be stupid.

Maintain bearing and speed.

To leave these creatures
to their fate is inhumane.

Inhumane?
- Isn't it humans that hunt them?

Close the shield.
Boniface, you have the helm.

She's a mother leading them away
from her calf.

Belay that last order.
Belay that last order.

Then?

Dead ahead, full speed.

What?

What happened to getting out of the gulf?
- To stay alive, huh?

Dead ahead full, and bring her up
to the surface.

Nemo, what about the Company
making the open sea?

Now!
- Do as he says.

Dead ahead full.

Taking her up.

Hold on.

Hand me the rifle.

Captain, he's cutting her free!

Steady!

Jiacomo,
hold your fire!

Don't shoot.

No!

He did it!

Stop! Reverse engines!

Reverse engines!

We only just learned how to make
this thing go forward.

Can you see him?

Thanks for the help.

They've got
the calf.

Get Boniface to
circle back to the skiffs.

Circle back!

I'll take a bullet
for my men.

They're family to me.

Let the calf go!

I wish I could.

But it's the only hopel have of luring
the mother back.

Who gave you the right
to butcher these creatures?

Nobody gave me
anything, mister.

You want someone
to blame for our work here,

look to those that use oil to burn lamps
and lubricate machines.

And while you're at it, put aside
your corsets and perfume.

How much to buy the whale?

Hmm.

How much?

Mother will give us
20 barrels of oil.

A thousand dollars a barrel.
You do the calculating.

Where are you going to find
that kind of money?

What do you think you're doing?

What do you say?

I'd say you have a deal.

Real diamonds, boys.
Cut 'em free.

Yes, Captain.

That was theft!

You wanted the whales saved.
- Not with my bracelet!

What's more important, a few diamonds
or those whalers being
able to feed their families?

Is that what you think matters
to me? Diamonds? - What else?

That bracelet was given to me
by my father.

He can buy you a new one.
- No, he can't.

I had no idea.

Sorry.

You are?

That's what I said.

And what am I
supposed to do with that?

Whatever you wish.
Now, if you'll excuse me.

You are not throwing this away,
are you?

They're made
from whale bits, Loti.

The fishes they made this from
are dead already. You know that?

No.

Not again.
They must have slipped past us.

Open water ahead.

That's it, then.
Once we make the Arabian Sea,

can't cut us off.

Where not there yet.
- Wait.

What?

TheDreadnought.

What's theDreadnought?

It can't be.

It was only a rumour.

It looks
very real to me.

Hey.
What is it?

A big boat. With big, big guns.

Is it true?
Is the Dreadnought is here?

Then they are going to
destroy us.

We could...

surrender. - Are you stupid? You
heard what they'll do to us.

At least Nemo saved the whales.

If he says he's our Captain, then we
should be his first responsibility.

The crew.
That is the social contract.

But as usual,
management has simply forgotten,

and it is one rule for them,
another rule for us.

Enough.

We're going to die.

We're going to die.
- What's going on here?

Nemo, in your worst nightmare,

what could they have sent
to hunt us down?

Listen to me.

If we pull together,
and act quickly, we can escape.

Even if we get away now,

they will hunt us down
in the end.

If we can get past that ship,
and find the treasure at Halvar,

I promise you, you will be safe
from the Company.

How? They have
hundreds of ships,

thousands of soldiers.

He's right, Nemo. - It does not matter
how many guns we buy or walls we build,

we're only a handful.

With that treasure, we won't need
guns or walls to protect ourselves.

Because we can buy power, anonymity.

Those are the things
that keep the rich truly safe.

Doesn't matter if you
chose to be here or not.

Whether I like you,
or you hate me.

Whether you see me as captain, or I see
you as a crew, for the next few minutes,

all that matters is that we are
each other's last, best hope.

Understood?

Good. Get to your stations.

Better?

A little.

I need you in the Engine Room.
- You'll have everything she has.

May I join you?

Come.

You scared?

A little. The only defense we have is the
torpedoes, and there are no explosives.

Then we'd better use our wits,
hadn't we?

Take her down.
We're going to be just fine.

You heard the captain. Dive!

She's diving.

Close the shield.
Cut the engines.

Engines shut down.

Run silent.

Why silent?

Mr. Haris?

Shut that dog up.

Archie?

Archie?

I have something.

Use the keg bombs.

We need more readings
to establish her exact position.

One only needs to get close.

The explosion will turn the water into a
hammer which will punch through her hull.

You'll sink her.
- Rather that

than have her fall into the hands
of our enemies, Captain.

And Miss Lucas?

Ah, it's unfortunate.

But she must take her chances with
the rest of them.

I won't allow that.

If any harm befallsMiss Lucas, I will see
that it's your career.

If you're going to find this
upsetting, Lord Pitt,

might I suggest
you retire to your cabin.

The keg bombs.
- You can't just ignore me, Crawley!

It seems I can.

Now.

Ready the kegs.

Cut the fuses to a depth
of 20 fathoms.

Aye, Captain.
- All engines stop.

All engines stop.

Ready the keg bombs.

Cut the fuses to 20 fathoms.

Right, sir.

Archie?

Archie?

Light fuses.
- Light fuses!

Fire away.
- Away!

Quiet.

What was that?

Let's not wait and see.
Take her down.

Purge ballasts.
- Gently does it.

Nemo will take her deeper.

Ready more kegs!

Fuses for 65 fathoms.
- Aye, sir!

Set fuses for 65 fathoms!

Aye, sir!
- Sixty-five fathoms!

Depth?
- Fifty-four fathoms.

Take her all the way down.

Fire away!
- Away!

Any closer, we're dead.

Depth?

Ninety-eight fathoms.

We have nowhere else to go.

Then the next stage of our journey
may be a spiritual one.

Two more kegs, Lieutenant Punch.

Fuses for 100 fathoms.
- Aye, Captain.

Set fuses for a hundred fathoms!

Fuses for
a hundred fathoms!

Fire away!
- Away!

Kegs blew at about 90 fathoms.

They must have struck
the Nautilus.

Or they imploded because of the pressure.
How deep were they tested at?

Fifty fathoms.

We are too deep for them.

Well done.

We did it.
- Yeah.

Nothing.

Wait.

The Nautilus?

I don't think so.

Archie?

Open the viewing port.
Keep listening.

Are you all right?

Quiet.

Or you're dead.