All language subtitles for Snowpiercer.S02E06.1080p.WEBRip.x264-CAKES-NHINI

- This cold isn't something
we can tame.

We did this to our climate.

Now only the Earth herself
can restart her warm heart.

I believe we can find
her pulse again.

And my biggest fear...

isn't dying out here.

It's that the cold-hearted
among us will crush that hope

before I can prove it.

All right, all right.

Breslauer Research Station.

The temperature

is minus 122.6 Celcius.

I'm 11,000 feet
above sea level,

dangling
from a thin umbilical.

Many miles from Snowpiercer...

1,034 cars long.

There you are.

Okay.

- Mommy?
Are you there?

There's a monster
under my bed.

Mommy.

Where are you?
Mommy?

Mommy, there's a monster.

Mom?

All right. All right.

I found the bodies
of two of the scientists

stationed here
at the Freeze...

one male, shot in the head...

the other a woman
who slit her wrists.

Must've been a grim place
to face the end of the world.

But at first light,
I have to power it back up,

patch my batteries
into the solar array.

Then I'll go back down

for the sled
I left behind with my rations.

Okay.

Thank you.

- In the old time,

the future
seemed multifaceted.

We had careers, families,
personal aspirations,

places to go, friends to see,
bucket lists--

the hum of human dreams
we took for granted.

But we were sleepwalking,

just one step away

from trading
all those possible futures

for the shared fate
of the Freeze.

- I thought I'd find you here.

- It's a beautiful thing
we've created.

- Ah. Depends how we
define "created."

Well, I suppose you might
deserve a little credit.

You're the glue.

You put all Snowpiercer's
pieces together.

She's just as much yours
as she is mine.

And you will never hear me
repeat that in public.

- Whatever your investors
need to hear, Joseph.

- Oh, they heard it.

My "Engine Eternal."

- Depends how
we define "eternal."

Now, now...

let's not ruin the moment.

- That's not possible,

because now...

we finally get to drive her.

Okay.

- Mommy? Where's the food?

Did you go to the store?

I'm hungry.

- Ah, so that's where
that arm went.

You're exhausted.

Or is it this thin mountain air

that's playing tricks
on your mind?

- So, with your supplies
under that avalanche,

all you have left
is one ration pack...

one bag of sweeties from Ben...

and an arm.

- I'll manage without the arm.

- Really?
That seems a bit optimistic.

According to the logbooks,

our fine young cannibals
out there

were climate scientists.

They came out
at the start of the Freeze

looking for a way
to survive CW-7--

well, the effects of it.

Apparently
they didn't succeed,

though she did hang on
for five months.

- I only have to make it one.

- Hmm.

- Afraid to look upon
your predecessors' visage?

- Just don't want to see it.

- Because they had
a little girl.

You've acquired a...
sentimental streak, Melanie.

You're a lot more useful

when you're
naive and ambitious.

- Snowpiercer
should be releasing

the first of her weather
balloons

right about now.

I am...

patched into
the climate-modeling program.

Just need to link
to the balloon

from the radio tower.

Feed it enough data points
to extrapolate a model.

- Well, if anyone
can kludge together

a heuristic climate model,
it's you, my dear.

Shame you have to rely
on Ben, though, hmm?

And his balloons.

And that Spaniard.

Come on.

- You know Javi's Colombian.

- Oh, well,
perhaps that's where

you'll find our fabled Eden.

- And he didn't know we were
stealing the train from you.

- Hmm.

- Actually, we were two days
down the track

before he figured it out.

- This is nice, isn't it?

Jousting?

Keeps your mind off the hunger.

Yes!

Yes!

- Seems a long way to Eden.

- It's a start.

- Lost your biscuit?

- I must've eaten it.

- I know
you don't believe that.

- No.

I didn't eat that cracker.

- Which begs the question...

who did?

Perhaps our cannibals
are hungry.

Either that, or you're
cracking up, Engineer.

- Tell me you
aren't really doing this.

With everything else we need,
you're working on your brothel?

- Not a brothel.
A Nightcar!

- This train is now an ark
for humanity,

not your personal indulgences.

- Can't it be both?

Art onstage...

and entertainment in the back.

It sustains the soul,
Melanie...

and it's a release valve
to keep everyone under control.

- The resources
that you're wasting on this

could sustain 20 more people
that we're going to need.

Ticketing says you removed
half of my geneticists

from the passenger list.

- We have
more important priorities.

- Like what?

Like...your security?

- I promised you--
all guns will be confiscated

and thrown from the train.

But the Jackboots
will keep order.

3,000 souls stuffed
into a 10-mile steel tube--

you think they're all
gonna suddenly

start singing "Kumbaya"?

- I think that if we are going
to save humankind,

we need people
who actually know

how to save humankind.

- How many?
- Six geneticists...

and next of kin--12 total.

Just cut 12 Jackboots.

- I'll cut six.

Joseph, please...

There are gonna be more
important things than order.

- Nothing's more important
than order.

- Do you even believe
in any of this?

- Clearly, I've been
working you too hard...

which is why I will forgive
what you just said.

Snowpiercer has only one
Head Engineer--her creator.

She runs on my order.

And if you can't accept that,
then...

your family can stay behind.

Is that clear?

You can't--

you can't sugarcoat
the end of the world, Melanie.

Not everything's going
to be fine,

but I promise you...

you will survive.

- Thank you, Joseph.

- It's been ten days
since I arrived.

If I had food...

This would be
a glowing report.

With each new probe,
the system has more data,

and I coax a climate model.

The picture's
far from complete.

Now the question...

is whether I can survive
long enough

to finish painting it.

- Hunger's a bitch, ain't it?

You're getting a little taste

of what you did to us
back in the Tail.

Not to rub it in.

- No, you're rubbing it in.

- Yeah, I am.

Those bodies might have
a little freezer burn,

but I wouldn't let that
put you off.

No judgment here.

- I'm not resorting
to cannibalism.

- Give yourself another week
with no food.

- I've got food.

- You know
this is crazy, right?

- Yep.

- It's been seven years.
How could anything be alive?

- It shouldn't be.

- So either something
did survive out there,

which is a miracle, or...

- I'm losing it?

- You said it, not me.

- Oh! Very nice.

Looks like something a Tailie
would've cooked up.

- That's what
I'm talking about.

I've been thinking
about the three bodies I found.

- Torrid affair.

Arthur was the first to go.

The fellow with the bullet
in his brainpan.

The other two got rid of him.

- He was her husband.
- Really?

- The woman who killed herself.
- How'd you find that out?

- He's the guy
on the screensaver.

- Oh, I like that twist.

- Maybe he got sick.
- Yes.

She and the other fellow
knew he was a goner.

Every day he lingered on
was another day

he was consuming food
they needed.

- So they put him
out of his misery.

- Shot to the head.

She sacrificed him, Melanie...

Like you did to me.

She made the right decision.

- I knew you'd say that.

- What else could she do?

- There's thousands of 'em.

We need reinforcements
at the main gate.

- Where's Javi?

- Engine room.

How did they find out
departure time?

- It's 45 below and getting
colder by the minute, you know.

Where else are they gonna go?

It's Engineer Cavill again.

Has the transport
with my family arrived yet?

I need to know the moment
they're on the train.

- What the hell's going on
downtrain?

- Wait.
- I told you.

- Can you get me Tail Command?
- Both of you!

More security!
- Hold on.

- We're about to be overrun
before we leave the station.

- Commander Grey's on the line.

- Right.

Is that you,
old Blood and Thunder?

What's the story back there?

- The perimeter fence
is holding, sir,

but more just keep coming.

We fired live rounds,

but it won't hold much longer.

- If they break through...
you unleash hell on them.

You do whatever it takes
to hold them back.

Is that clear?
- Yes, sir.

All necessary force.

- Last train
to Clarksville, people.

- My family isn't on board yet.

- And we still need 30 minutes

to finish
cycling up the engine, sir.

- Who the hell is this?

- We're scientists!
We have tickets!

You're real.
- Yes!

Way to go, Mel.

I know a great recipe for her.

Him.

- I have a better idea.

Frickin' amazing.

- It's a geothermal vent.

- The warmth kept them alive?

- That fissure looks like
it has a fresh crack in it.

Must have opened up
in the Freeze.

- I bet you're right.

I guess the rats came
with the people,

but they found it first.

- But then you found them.

It's a miracle.

It's life, Mom.

- Yum.

- Seven years
hiding and procreating

in a steam vent, and now
straight into our stomachs.

- Yeah, well...

zero regrets.

- I like your chances
better now.

The vent can supplement
your heat

and allow more power
for your databases.

- Doing everything I can.

Still a lot of track
between us.

- What will you do
without your sled to meet us?

- I'll walk
back to the track...

pack a battery
and the hard drive on the sled.

I could make it there and back
if I had to.

- Mom?

I think I understand now...

Why you had to leave me
in Chicago.

- What are your orders, sir?

They say they're ticketed.

They've got chips!

- They are my geneticists.

You agreed to have them...
- What?

- On board,
and we need them.

- I agreed you could have six.

Right now
we need six Jacks more.

- I am not going
without all of them, Joseph.

You know what? We don't have
time to discuss it.

Let's just
get everyone on board.

- You're right.

There's no time.

Terminate them.

Never forget, Melanie.

The train runs on my order.

Estimated time of departure?

- 28 minutes.
- Good.

Now I'm going downtrain.

And we're going to open fire
on the main gate, too.

You just finish
the damn cycle-up...

and be ready to depart.

- She'll be ready.

- Good.

We'll take the Jeep.

Come on.

Ping.

- You're having quite the day,
aren't you?

Now you've lost
your balloon data.

- No, no, no, no, no!

- I bet you're feeling a bit

like our friend
out in the snow.

You know,
the woman who, uh...

- Oh, shut up.

- Suicide in that manner,
I've--I've grown to respect...

depending on the circumstances,
of course.

Sometimes it--it transforms.

- What are you
even talking about?

- Ah, you wouldn't understand.

I've no respect
for her, though.

She left her child behind,
you know.

- She did it
to be with her child,

because she thought that
they would be reunited.

- Sentimentality.

Same reason she couldn't eat
her husband.

And for what?
Her mission failed.

She sacrificed her family,
her humanity, everything,

just like you.

- This mission is not done.

Alex is meeting me
at the cold lock.

- Ah, yes. Get back to Alex.

Save her from the monster.

- I'll catch another rat.

I'll make it two more weeks,
you sack of shit.

- I find it telling,
this notion

you're such a better human
than me.

I saved the daughter
you left behind.

Perhaps a-a little gratitude
is in order?

They should be
with four bodyguards.

My par--

my parents are elderly.

- Drop those, now!

- Yes, my--my daughter
is eight.

If they're not checked in,
I need you to look for them.

Hello! Hello!

I don't think they're here yet.

- Engine, come in.
Engine, come in.

Engine, come in.

- This is the Engine.

- I've lost contact
with Commander Grey.

I'm driving uptrain
to see him.

As soon as I get off,
we leave.

- Roger that.
Ready to leave in six minutes.

We can roll in one minute, Mel.

I'm going down there.

- You have to make the call
to go.

- Alex might be trying
to get on board.

- You can't get
off this train, Mel.

I am not leaving you here.
- Ben, let me go.

- I have to go.
- We can't let that monster

be in charge of what's left
of humanity.

You want to steal the train
and save the future?

We have to go now.

- All aboard.

All ticketed passengers,
please board.

Snowpiercer departs
at precisely 0000 hours.

Release the brake.

- Disengaging brakes.

- Snowpiercer departs
in ten...

nine, eight, seven,

six, five...

- Off the train!
Throw 'em off the train!

- Three, two, one...

departure.

Engaging the Engine.

Forgive me.

Forgive me.

Shit.

Yeah.

It's working. It's working.

Time to turn around
and hurry back, Snowpiercer.

Snowpiercer.

Snowpiercer, come in.

You should be in range by now.

Do you copy?
It's Melanie.

Snowpiercer, Snowpiercer.

Do you copy?

Snowpiercer.

I'm prepared to rendezvous
for pickup.

Ben?

Alex?

I have the climate model.

Allie...

I tried.

I r-really tried.

And...

I thought this time
would be different.

I thought I would get
back to you.

So...

Please forgive me.

- You gave up everything
for us...

for the world.

You don't
have to be sorry anymore...

not to me...

not to anyone.

Snowpiercer couldn't have made
it this far without you.

And you and I would never
have gotten this chance.

- Thank you.

Snowpiercer.

Snowpiercer!
Do you hear me?

Snowpiercer.

You need to slow your roll.

You need to slow your roll!
Do you hear me?

Stop!

Mom! Mom!