All language subtitles for The.Night.Train.to.Kathmandu.1988.Source.Rip.English

MAN: The medallion
will guide you

to High Sanctuary, my son.

From there, the Holy
One will direct you

to the great city
called Kathmandu.

But this you must never forget,

your path is
written in the jade.

Your destiny is not.

[TRAIN CHUGGING]

MAUREEN: Can you
see any mountains yet?

Mmm-mmm.

It's too dark.

But I think we're climbing.

MAUREEN: Oh, I
can't believe it. Nepal.

Did you ever think
we'd get here?

[CHUCKLES] We
worked hard enough for it.

Speaking of work,

we'd better hit these
course materials again.

Have you checked the
section on mythology?

JEFF: [CHUCKLES] Some
pretty weird stuff in here.

Dinner's just as lousy as lunch.

MAUREEN: I know what you mean.

There's almost the sense,

I mean, in the
way it's presented,

that it's fact, not fiction.

Hello.

Hello, dear. How was dinner?

It tasted like doot.

Andrew.

What was that, young man?

ANDREW: I said
dinner tasted like doot.

Yeah. I heard what you said.

Well, it did.

MAUREEN: That's enough, Andrew.

LILY: He's right.

That's exactly
what it tasted like.

MAUREEN: Lily!

What is going on here?

We've been on this
train for 12 hours

and we've only seen you twice.

Oh, Lily, I'm sorry.

We've been so preoccupied

with all of this.

Try to understand, dear.

Daddy and I have worked so long

for these exchange
professorships.

Now we've been
given the opportunity

to do the most important
work of our lives.

Be patient with us

long enough so
we can do it right.

Please?

You and Andrew go to
your compartment now.

When we get to Janakpur
very early in the morning,

then we have a long, hard
bus trip into Kathmandu.

Go and get some sleep. Okay?

Yeah. I'm pretty tired anyway.

Good night.

Good night. Good night.

Hmm.

LILY: Andrew?

ANDREW: Hmm?

LILY: Are you asleep?

ANDREW: Yes. You?

LILY: I wish.

In my own bed
instead of on this train.

ANDREW: Not me.

Don't you miss your friends?

What about school?

School?

Are you kidding?

I don't know.

This whole trip just
came at the wrong time.

My friends,

ball games,

dances...

Jimmy?

[SIGHS]

Okay, okay. Jimmy.

I mean, it was so great.

The last semester,
it was like...

So great.

You know what I mean, Andrew?

Andrew?

[DOOR OPENS]

MAN: Do you smell
the jasmine, miss?

What?

The night flowers.

The jasmine.

I asked if you could
smell their perfume.

No...

No, I...

I smell smoke.

Smoke from the engine.

Ah, well. We choose
what we wish to choose.

Who are you?

I am Shri Nan.

You might say I am a teacher.

And you, miss?

Lily McLeod.

Lily.

Ah, another flower.

You're a Brahmin, aren't you?

A holy man.

So, you know
something of our culture?

I've been reading.

We're moving to Nepal and...

And you do not
wish to go to Nepal.

Is it not so, Lily McLeod?

You seem to know
so much, Shri Nan.

I mean, to understand.

Knowledge is easy.

Understanding,

that is difficult.

You know, for example,
that you're feeling unhappy.

You may even think
you know the reasons.

But still, you do
not understand.

And without understanding,

I think you will remain unhappy.

The answer is within you.

Do not search for it outside.

Perhaps, Lily,

understanding is like
the jasmine's perfume.

The jasmine's perfume?

You chose to smell

the smoke from the locomotive.

I chose the scent

from the night flowers

that bloom on these hillsides.

In life, Lily McLeod,

there are many choices.

[SWITCH CLICKS]

[CHUCKLES]

[CHUCKLES]

[SCREAMING] Ah!

Who are you? Who's he?

Who am I? Who are you?

She's the one that owns
that bed that you're in.

That's who.

Um, it... It was
empty when I found it.

LILY: When you found it?

When you found it?

Are you crazy?

I've got a ticket. Do you?

Let's see your ticket.

I do not know what
this is. A ticket?

You can't get on a
train without a ticket.

But I am on the train.

Well, you certainly can't
be in my bed without a ticket.

Not even with one.

I am sorry. I did not
know of this ticket.

How may I receive such a ticket?

ANDREW: You buy it.

You can buy one from the
conductor. Do you have any money?

Well, I do not have
the currency of this land,

but I have this.

Will it do?

Are these diamonds?

That is the English word, yes.

Is this enough for a ticket?

ANDREW: Let me see one.

Um, I do not know
much about the railways.

I came to this room
purely by chance.

What's your name?

Johar.

Well, listen, Johar.

Any one of these stones
can buy you 100 tickets.

If you know what's good
for you, you'll put them away.

Don't show them to anybody.

But how then will
I obtain a ticket?

I must get to Kathmandu.

Stay out of sight
until the train stops.

He can hide here. No, he can't.

Now, uh, you have to find
your own hiding place now.

There's the door, okay?

Good night, okay?

[JOHAR SIGHS]

Get up, you son of a swine.

What are you
doing in first class?

Let me see your ticket.

Take back that name.

I'll teach you to be
so insolent with me.

Johar?

What's going on?

I am sorry for the
disturbance, miss.

It seems you know this boy?

Yeah.

Uh, he's...

My servant.

Your servant?

LILY: Yeah, my servant.

A thousand pardons, miss.

[SIGHS]

Get in here.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

[WHISTLING]

JEFF: Oh, honey. MAUREEN: Jeff.

MAUREEN: Oh!
Do you believe this?

This over here.

I can't believe it.
Come on, honey.

Jeff, what about the kids?

MAUREEN: Fantastic, isn't it?

Except for the cars and buses,

we could have stepped
back a hundred years.

Hello. Professors
McLeod, I presume.

Welcome to Kathmandu.

Harry Hadley-Smithe,
Professor of Ancient History,

here at your service, ma'am.

Oh, please call me
Maureen.And I'm Jeff.

Ah, yes, of course you are.

I've seen your resume.

The tickets are pretty cheap.

Now, I'm gonna lend
you some rupees.

Get a ticket on the
same bus we're going on.

I cannot accept your money.

Fine, stay here then.

ANDREW: She said
lend, not give, Johar.

Don't make a hairball out of it.

That's right.

Now, you can sell
one of your diamonds

to a jeweler in Kathmandu,
and pay me back.

Okay?

Thank you, Lily.

LILY: It's okay.

Now, the tickets
are sold over there.

JEFF: Well, here's our
luggage and our children.

We can forget
about the bus, kids.

The university sent somebody
down in a car to pick us up.

ANDREW: You mean,
we're not going on the bus?

MAUREEN: Thank goodness, no.

But, Mom, I've
got to go in the bus.

I mean, Andrew... Andrew and I,

we really wanna go on the bus.

Oh, don't be silly.

Now, let's find somebody
to help us with our luggage.

JOHAR: I will help you, sir.

Uh, no, no, thank
you. We'll find a porter.

ANDREW: It's okay, Dad.

He's a friend of ours.

Oh? Really?

Yeah. From Calcutta.

His name is Johar,

but we call him Joe.

Johar, huh?

Yes, sir. JEFF: From Calcutta.

No, sir. From the mountains.

I met your children
last night on the train.

Uh, we talked. We
became friends, sir.

Now, may I help you
with your luggage?

Quite a machine you've
got here, Professor.

Uh, it's all right if you
like that sort of thing.

It's not mine, of course.
Courtesy of the university.

Well, all things considered, I
suppose it's about the best thing

for this part of the world,
right? [CHUCKLES]

ANDREW: Dad...

All right, let's
snug it up, lad.

Hello, hello. I say.

A very interesting piece of jade
you've got there, young fellow.

Very nice, indeed.

All right. Good
show. Off you go.

Yeah, Harry, the
boy's missed his bus,

and he needs a lift into town.

Think we can
oblige? All right by me.

MAUREEN: You speak
English very well, Johar.

JOHAR: Uh, thank
you, Mrs. McLeod.

I have not had much practice.

MAUREEN: Where did you learn?

Um, in my land, my village,

there is a very learned
man. He taught me.

MAUREEN: Do you
speak any other languages?

JOHAR: Uh, only a few.

Um, Hindi, Urdu,

French, German, Italian,

and the 13 languages of Nepal.

Any others?

None to speak of.

Wait for me, huh.

[SIGHS] My
horoscope was correct.

[BELL TOLLING]

Father, what happened?

We must hurry up. There
is not much time. Come.

[IN MUFFLED VOICE] The urn.

Bring the urn.

Lootan, I...

There is no time to talk.

Inside.

Look inside the urn.

After all these years.

[SIGHS] The proof I
sought was so near.

Lootan, why now?

Could you not have
shared this with me before?

I do not share it

with you now, my dear friend.

I tell you to do

what I am unable to do.

Destroy it.

Destroy it?

[CAR APPROACHING]

[HORN HONKING]

SIOBHAN: Welcome.

Welcome to your new home.

MAUREEN: You must
be Siobhan. I got your letter

and I've been so looking
forward to meeting you.

Are you as good a
cook as you say you are?

Probably even then some.

But now, all of you,
come in, come in.

HADLEY-SMITHE:
Not I, I'm afraid.

I'm off to me humble
abode for work.

Um, now, you have a whole
weekend to get settled in,

but I'll see you at the
university on Monday, all right?

JEFF: Great. Now, Harry, how
about dinner here on Friday night?

Perhaps Professor
Godbothe will come.

A wonderful idea.

I'll... I'll certainly
mention it to him.

Uh, Johar, lad,
can I give you a lift?

Uh, no, thank you,
sir. I can find my way.

ANDREW: Where're
you gonna stay, Johar?

I will find something.

MAUREEN: Do you
have work, a job?

No, madam. I do not.

Siobhan, uh, can we use
somebody around here,

for room and board, say?

If he'll work for those
wages, I'll take him.

Lord knows there's room
enough in this old mansion.

How about it Johar?
Would you like to stay here?

Help Siobhan?

Very much, Mrs. McLeod.

[KNOCK ON DOOR]

[CLATTERING]

[KNOCKING CONTINUES]

Come in.

Well, Dewan.

Burning the
midnight oil, are we?

No, I... I was just
reviewing some term papers.

And what are you up
to at this time at night?

[INHALES] Oh, not much. I...

Saw your light.

Thought I'd stop in.

I have an invitation for you.

Invitation?

Yeah, the new archeology
professors, the McLeods?

Dinner. Friday night.

Can you make it?

I'd be delighted.

Good. See you there.

[CHUCKLES]

[SNIFFING]

What's burning?

Oh, no.

Don't tell me.

You're not going to take
up smoking again, are you?

Filthy habit.

Shame on you.

[SIGHS]

[CLASSICAL MUSIC PLAYING]

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

[MUSIC STOPS]

[SIGHS]

Didn't anyone ever
teach you to knock?

I did knock. You
did not hear me.

After this, knock harder.

I knocked very hard,

Miss Lily.

Miss Lily?

I am a servant in this house.

I must address you
as a servant would.

Is this the same guy

who tried to kick me out
of my own bed last night?

My, how you've
changed in 24 hours.

Not so much.

Then call me Lily.

What do you want, anyhow?

Breakfast is served.

[CHUCKLES] Wow.

Just like in the movies.

Movies?

Moving pictures.

You've never seen
moving pictures?

Oh, yes.

I... I know of this,
but I did not know

they served breakfast
at the movies.

You've never been, have you?

Maybe we'll go sometime,

but not for breakfast.

[LAUGHS]

Now, will you excuse
me while I dressed.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

ANDREW: I think Siobhan
wanted to get me out of the house.

JOHAR: I think she simply wanted
you to help me with the marketing.

Johar, look.

Isn't this, oh,
what's it call it,

a Lhasa apso?

[BARKS]

[BARKING STOPS]

You may greet the
dog now, Andrew.

Are you sure?

Yes. I am certain.

Hello.

JOHAR: This breed is
thousands of years old.

I know. My sister
told me all about them.

They guard temples, right?

That is correct.

They are the guardians
of the most holy places.

Your sister is very learned.

Don't tell her that.

Her head's too big already.

I did not notice that.

Her head seemed
of normal size to me.

[CHUCKLES] No.
No. Her head's not big.

That just means she
thinks she's smart.

That's all.

Oh. [CHUCKLES] And is she smart?

She's okay, I guess.

She likes you, you know.

Oh, yes, the little
dog. I like her too.

ANDREW: [CHUCKLES]
No. No. My sister.

How about you? Do you like her?

JOHAR: She's okay, I guess.

[BELL TOLLING]

LILY: What was
that you were doing?

An exercise.

I could see that.

What was it called?

Um, Sindbat.

It's... It's very beautiful.

Uh, Sindbat's very difficult.

I, um...

Andrew tells me you and
he went to the marketplace.

That is true.

Johar...

Did you run away from home?

No.

I walked.

[CHUCKLES]

I mean, did you wanna leave?

No.

Then why did you?

Because it is my duty

to become all that I can become.

Your duty?

Yes. An obligation.

To who?

To my family.

Also, to myself.

And that brought
you to Kathmandu?

Yes.

I'm glad you came, Johar.

I also am glad.

What's it like where
you come from?

Different from here.

In what way?

Where I come from,

people have never
learned to be dishonest,

not to others,
nor to themselves.

That's wonderful.

That's what I sense about you.

There's not one grain of
dishonesty in you, is there?

Perhaps...

One grain.

Thank you.

JEFF: Dinner was great, Siobhan.

Oh, thank you, sir.

Uh, Mrs. McLeod,
you have a fine family.

Why, thank you,
Professor. I like them, too.

DEWAN: I should be, uh,
delighted to have you over for tea.

Uh, how about it, tea
tomorrow afternoon?

We'd love to.

Dewan has a
wonderful new bungalow

over the academic enclave.

Right you are. And in
the very best section.

Professor Godbothe,

would you mind if I
talked a little shop?

Not at all.

It's this section that you
prepared in the lesson plan.

Do you want it taught
exactly as written?

Well, um, budding archeologists

should be exposed
to a little mythology.

Oh, I quite agree,

but not if the myths
are presented as fact.

And I'm afraid, that's exactly
the way you've written it.

Only the parts I
know to be fact.

But, Professor,

"The City That Is Not There"?

MAUREEN: Jeff, couldn't we
continue this some other time.

LILY: What's The
City That Is Not There?

HADLEY-SMITHE:
Oh, it's a very old tale,

goes back hundreds of
years, maybe thousands,

about an invisible city.

An invisible city?

Oh, yes, Lily.

Uh, somewhere in the Himal.

It appears, uh, only twice
every, uh, royal generation,

and then the young prince is
allowed to come into our world,

and experience it, and
then return to his own.

Now, really, Dewan,
you can't expect us

to believe a fantasy
such as that?

I mean, it's sheer folly.

DEWAN: Put me
to the test, Harry.

You might be surprised
at the outcome.

DEWAN: Forty years ago,

a young prince came out of
the mountains to Kathmandu.

Here, in the tradition
of his ancestors,

he sought work as
a humble servant.

He was to stand
the test of our world

and then return to his own
in the course of one moon.

But he did not return.

Why?

DEWAN: Because unlike his world,

our world is full
of temptations.

Temptations which may cause

even the strongest
to lose their way.

But why didn't he go back?

DEWAN: Partly, Lily,
because of a young woman,

very much like yourself.

Uh, perhaps a little older.

Oh, our fairy tale is turning
into a sizzling romance?

Not sizzling, I'm afraid.

Tragic.

He fell in love.

DEWAN: Yes.

But even the
gentlest of temptations

must not distract a
prince who would be king.

In fact, his very mission

was to test his
strength of purpose

in a world where
temptation abounds.

LILY: He stayed with the girl?

Not quite.

He ventured to take her home.

To the invisible city.

DEWAN: Yes.

They began the arduous trek.

The girl fell ill with
fever on the way.

The prince was
faced with a choice,

whether to fulfil his destiny
and continue on alone,

or to stay behind
and care for the girl.

Some days later, barely alive,

the prince was brought
to Swaminath by Sherpas.

They had found him
lying unconscious

next to a fresh
grave on the Himal.

As the moon waned,

our prince joined
his great love...

In eternity.

Bravo! Bravo!

I must say, Dewan,

you have capped our evening

with a most remarkable story.

Except for one thing.

As I recall the legend,

the, uh, young man

must return home
within one month's time

or The City That Is Not There
ceases to exist anywhere.

Now, if that is the
case, then it's gone.

And there is no way you can
ever prove that existed at all.

Or did I miss something?

[DEWAN CHUCKLES]

No, Harry, you
have missed nothing.

There is a simple explanation.

What you have just
related is not true.

Simply legend. A myth.

If the heir does not
return in one month...

He dies.

The city suffers only
the loss of a prince,

nothing else.

Dewan, it is all a myth.

Now, come on, admit it.

Is it?

Now, what have you got there?

This little bag holds
the truth of what I say.

In his last days,

our young prince was cared
for by the priest at Swaminath,

to whom, in his delirium,

he related the truths
that I have just told you.

HADLEY-SMITHE:
Well, what is in the bag?

[SIGHS]

Ah, yes, another
lovely little piece of jade.

[CLEARS THROAT] So, what is it?

This, Harry,

is literally the key to The
City That Is Not There.

I believe this medallion is a
virtual road map to the city,

and possesses the power

to call it into the
realm of visibility.

May I see it, please?

Certainly.

Directions of some kind.

Is that what you make out?Yeah.

JEFF: Some of the symbology

is similar to the Mustang Stone.

MAUREEN: Hmm. Right there.

That means "sanctuary."

High Sanctuary.

"The bridge between our
worlds is High Sanctuary."

That's what it says.

You've been able
to translate it then?

DEWAN: The words, yes.

The meaning, no.

But I'm close.

Very, very close.

Johar, I was pleased
with your work this evening.

Thank you, Miss Siobhan.

You know, I must tell you,

everyone in the household
speaks well of you.

I am pleased.

Now, you go straightaway to bed.

Tomorrow, our day
begins at sunrise.

[DOOR CLOSES]

[FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING]

Ah! Ah!

[MEN SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY]

[METALLIC THUD]

[FOOTSTEPS RECEDING]

SIOBHAN: Well, don't say
good morning or nothing.

Uh, sorry, good
morning, Siobhan.

Good morning, Siobhan.

Good morning, Joe. Good morning.

[TELEPHONE RINGS]

Lily, please, I'll serve you.

That's okay. I can manage.

Good morning. McLeods residence.

Yes, sir. One moment, sir.

Professor Godbothe
for your mother.

Back to work, Johar.

Where'd you go
last night, Johar?

You saw me go out?

LILY: Yeah.

Where'd you go so late?

Uh, I cannot say.

You can't or you won't?

It is the same.

It's not the same.

Joe, are you going
to the market today?

Yes, Andrew. I'm
going to the market.

Mom, can I go...

You'll never believe
what's happened.

LILY: What?

Professor Godbothe's
medallion has been stolen.

Somebody actually came
into the house last night.

Into the bedroom.
LILY: You're kidding.

SIOBHAN: Why, Saints
above, that's terrible.

ANDREW: Wow! A
thief in the night. Neat.

Well, but the professor is
absolutely beside himself.

So we're not going
to his house for tea.

I've asked him to come here.

We should try and cheer him up.

Yeah, maybe I should
get him a present

when I go to the
market with Joe.

Oh, are you going to the market?

Johar's gonna get
some things for me.

Here's the list... Oh, that's
the money. Here's the list.

Now, look, don't spend any more

than what I've got
written down here, okay?

Uh, Mom? Mmm-hmm.

Can I go, too?

Yes, go on.

And when you get
back, clean up right way.

Don't forget. Professor
Godbothe's coming to tea.

LILY: Okay.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

[GASPS]

Hello, Lily.

Are you joining us? No!

Yeah, uh...

Siobhan, she...

She forgot to put
something on the grocery list.

I'm sorry you had to be
troubled. What was the item?

The item was... Was limes.

She forgot to put
limes on the grocery list.

Oh, that is odd.

She has already
written limes on the list.

Are you sure it was
not something else?

I'm certain. She
must have forgotten.

She... She's, um...

Oh, I see. I see.

Um, well, now that you are here

would you like to join us?

The marketplace
can be great fun.

Sure, why not?

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

Lily, do you think Dad
would let me have a falcon?

JOHAR: Andrew, are you not
surprised to see your sister?

No, she's been following
us for the last half hour.

Didn't you see her?

Andrew McLeod, I
was not following you.

And no! Dad would not
let you keep a falcon.

Falcons are not meant to be

taken into the house
as pets, Andrew.

[DISTANT FOLK MUSIC PLAYING]

LILY: Cone on.

[FOLK MUSIC PLAYING]

[MUSIC STOPS]

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

ANDREW: What
are you stopping for?

LILY: I want to talk to Johar.

ANDREW: Okay, sure.

Alone.

Andrew. [SHEEP BLEATING]

There is a kite shop
in the next plaza.

We can meet you there.

This must be serious.

[SIGHS]

I know you want an answer to
your question about last night.

I cannot say more
than I already have.

Johar...

You know how we were talking
in the garden about honesty?

If you've done something,

if you're in
trouble, let me help.

I care about what
happens to you.

Can't you understand that?

You must trust me on this, Lily.

[SIGHS]

I don't know why
I'm getting so upset.

[EXHALES]

It's...

Lily...

If the situation were reversed,

I would feel exactly
the same as you.

Please believe that.

I do.

[EXHALES] Let's get Andrew.

[INAUDIBLE]

Where's Joe?

He'll be along in a minute.

This place sure is
different from Princeton.

You noticed, too, huh?

Yeah, but I like it.

Me, too. [SIGHS]

I thought you hated it.

JOHAR: Andrew...

My falcon!

[CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS]

Fabulous.

Great. Great. [CAMERA
SHUTTER CLICKS]

Perfect.

Great. Fab! That's perfect.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

Good. Good. Good. Perfect.
[CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS]

JOHAR: Yes, yes. [CAMERA
SHUTTER CLICKING]

You look up at the falcon.
Perfect.[CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKING]

ANDREW: Let's see the picture.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

Thief!

Hey, I haven't been
stiffed since 1968.

I want 30 rupees.

Taxi!

Wait for me.

[EXCLAIMS]

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

DEWAN: Miss Siobhan, as
always, a pleasure to see you.

The mister and missus
are waiting for you inside.

Tea will be in a little while.

Thank you.

So you made diagrams of
both sides of the medallion.

Yes, and I, uh, took
photographs also.

And this very day, I received a
computer program from America

which I am certain will
crack the medallion's code.

[EXHALES] Well, it
isn't so bad then, is it?

I mean, even
without the medallion,

you still have all the information
you need to search for the city.

DEWAN: Ah, it is, I
fear, not quite so simple.

MAUREEN: Why?

DEWAN: You remember when I
said the medallion is the key to the city?

JEFF: I remember.

DEWAN: Somehow, I must
have the medallion back.

Without the medallion in hand,

one cannot call the city
into the visible realm.

LILY: Who is it?

Johar.

LILY: Go away.

I'm sorry. I cannot.

LILY: I said go away!

You have something
that belongs to me.

Why don't you
just get out of here?

Please, Lily, give
me the medallion.

It's too late. I've
already returned it.

I know you have it. It
is around your neck.

Now, please give it to me. No!

Johar, why did you take it? Why?

You've ruined everything.

The medallion you have is
not Professor Godbothe's.

There are two medallions
and this one's mine.

You must give it to me! Or what?

I must have it.
Stay away from me!

I would not hurt you, Lily.

I wouldn't hurt
you either, Johar.

Don't you understand?

You've done something wrong.

I cannot let that just slide by.

I can't let a thief stay
in my parents' house.

I am no thief.

And I have no wish to stay.

Leave.

Go back to wherever
it is you came from.

I'll give the medallion
to Godbothe,

and nobody will ever
know where I got it.

I promise I'll do that for you.

I will leave, I will go home,

but not without the medallion.

I cannot.

Lily, please. If only you knew
what it meant to me, to my...

[GROANS]

It is finished.

It is finished.

"And so, the prince
went forth as a beggar.

"Unbeknownst to
him, at that time,

"his experiences would prove
the most rewarding of his life,

"and from them he would gain

"the wisdom and
courage necessary to...

"Become all that
he could become."

ANDREW: That's not the end.

"It is finished."

No, it's not.

You're not even halfway through.

[SIGHS] That's all for tonight.

Lily.

What?

I miss Joe.

Why did he run away?

Andrew.

If you had a bag of diamonds,

would you take
a job as a servant

or steal a little,
crummy piece of jade?

[FOOTSTEPS ECHOING]

WOMAN: Sign in, please.

LILY: "The origin of
the legend is not known.

"Although many scholars believe

"it may have had its
beginnings in 1763,

"when a Gurkha platoon marched
into a valley in the Himals..."

"...serves as the repository

"for all that is good in man..."

"...values of society
is forgotten..."

"...all but the most
superstitious..."

"...displaced or destroyed..."

"...discount the possibility
of an invisible nation."

"Scholars still puzzle at the
persistence of the legend."

LILY: Hadley-Smithe.

MAUREEN: You're
welcome to use my library

so that you can
research American facts.

And I'd like you to...

Mom, I have to talk to you.

Excuse me, please.

Lily, I hope you have a very good
reason for interrupting my work.

Mom, the professor,
he didn't believe.

But remember, he
wasn't even interested,

but he checked out every book.

Every single book.

Lily, what on Earth
are you talking about?

The City That Isn't
There, it is there.

And Johar didn't
steal the medallion.

Lily, I am in the
middle of a lecture.

But, Mom... I don't
have time for this.

Mom, that's the thing.

We're running out of time.

Lily, I'll talk to you at home.

JEFF: Oh, I think you're right.

It's a very specific area,

but we're dealing with
matriculated students.

They will have had to...

Dad... Gentlemen,
my daughter, Lily.

Hi. Dad, please, I have
to talk to you. Please.

JEFF: Honey, now I can't.
I'm in the middle of a...

Yes, now! Because the medallion
that I broke wasn't the only one.

And I think that Professor
Hadley-Smithe stole the other one.

Excuse me, gentlemen.

You disturb my meeting.

You're rude.

You slander Professor
Hadley-Smithe.

What else do you plan to do?

You've resented this entire
trip from the very beginning,

and you've never let your
mother and me forget it.

It's not slander, and
I'm telling the truth.

Johar is going to be in trouble.

Johar is a thief! And
you are grounded.

You get yourself home right now.

No!

You, young lady, should have
been left behind in Princeton.

Then maybe we'd all be happier.

[WHISTLING]

[RUSTLING]

[DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES]

HADLEY-SMITHE:
Well, what have we here?

What a pleasant surprise.

No, no, please, don't go.

I think I might have just
what you've been looking for.

And I must admit
I'm a bit surprised

you figured it out so
quickly. [CHUCKLES]

You, uh...

Are very clever.

Where is it?

Oh, no, no, please.

Not so fast.

Sit down.

Please, sit down. Relax.

Sit.

After all, you and I have a lot to
talk about, don't you think? Hmm?

Would you like some tea?

I imagine that you're feeling
somewhat disappointed

not finding what
you were looking for.

But then again, you didn't
expect me to be foolish

as to to keep the medallion
around here someplace,

now, did you? No, of course not.

Believe me, lad.

It will be kept locked
away somewhere safe

until we need it.

Until we need it? Oh, yes.

I fully intend

that you should
have the medallion,

that you should
return safely home.

But I also intend that
you should have a partner.

Me.

Why would I take you?

Because you have
no other choice.

Without me and the medallion,

you cannot return.

And if you can't return,

you'll die.

But fear not, you will return.

I will return to the mountains,

and there I will
die with dignity

without betraying my city.

Oh, dear, dear.

The impetuousness of youth,

and so willing to
throw life away.

And for what, hmm?

The moon is waning, Johar,

and, believe me,

when the sky grows black,

and you're feeling ill,

and you are growing
weaker by the hour,

you will gladly show me the way.

Never! No, you listen
to me, young man.

Now, there is nothing,

absolutely nothing
for you to afraid be of.

Now, I am not an army of one

marching to invade
your precious city.

Don't you understand that?

I simply want to photograph the
place.[CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS]

Get it?

Johar?

Johar!

Come back here! Johar!

LILY: Johar!

Oh.

I have seen you before here,

have I not, my son?

I am a traveler, Father.

I have not been here before.

I have come to rest
and pray before I go on.

Will you be traveling
very far, my son?

Yes, Father.

Very far.

Very far.

[DOOR OPENS]

[DOOR CLOSES]

JEFF: You care to tell
us where you've been?

No.

Are you hungry?

Then I think you'd
better get to your room.

[SIGHS]

What's this?

I thought you might be hungry.

What's this?

For us, Harry.

HADLEY-SMITHE: Well, what is it?

All the information needed
to decipher the medallion.

Oh, come now.

We're not back on
that again, are we?

Harry,

we have known each
other far too many years

to play any games.

I know what you have been up to,

and I know where
you intend going.

I want to go, too.

I am not going to be
cheated out of something

for which I have
worked most of my life.

My dear Dewan, I have
not the slightest idea

of what you are speaking about.

[DEWAN SIGHS]

DEWAN: I know the boy was here.

And I know who he is.

Oh, Johar? Yes, he was here. So?

Let me get
directly to the point.

For years you have
professed disbelief

in the existence
of the invisible city.

And yet I am aware,
that from time to time,

you have been
conducting research

in the very same subject matter,

a contradiction
which I dismissed,

as, uh, as your natural
academic curiosity.

Besides, I knew I
was way ahead of you,

especially since I
obtained the medallion,

the one which you stole from me.

Moi?

Harry, you have the medallion,

but you've lost the boy.

Without him, you need me.

HADLEY-SMITHE: I'll find him.

Maybe you will,

but maybe you wouldn't.

The fact, old chap,

is that you haven't
got much time.

You may have a point there.

What do you propose?

An alliance, Harry.

You have the key to the city.

I have the
technology to find it.

My dear professor,

there is enough fame
and fortune in this

for both of us.

SIOBHAN: Who's down there?

Goodbye, Lily.

Well, speak to me, partner.

Have you finished the
computer work-up yet?

Indeed, I have.

Having the medallion
saved me a great deal of time,

and I appreciate you
trusting me with it, Harry.

[CLEARS THROAT] Yes, well,
your sincerity compels me to make

a small confession, Dewan.

Confession?

I'm sure you must've
discovered by now

that there is one vital
piece of information missing.

Am I correct?

Oh. Well, yes. I'm
working on that.

Well, no point in wasting
your time, old boy.

The medallion
will never tell you

where High Sanctuary is.

Only I know that.

That's why I didn't mind entrusting
you with it in the first place.

Well, you, uh...

You shock me, Harry.

Well, then again, if I'm to
spend any time with you,

I suppose I might as
well get accustomed to it.

I suppose the next thing you're
going to tell me is that it was you

who stole Professor
Modiha's papers

right after he died.

As I recall, he was
working on a hypothesis

concerning your High Sanctuary.

You will get no more
confessions from me, dear boy.

My lips are sealed.

By the way, where
is the medallion now?

Uh, the safe in my office.

[DOOR OPENS] Oh, hello, Ravi.

Come in, laddie. What's
new on the rialto, hmm?

Uh, the McLeods,
they're late today.

RAVI: They're not in at all.

Haven't you heard?

HADLEY-SMITHE: Heard what?

It's their daughter.

She disappeared last night.

Disappeared?

Oh, dear.

Oh, dear me. You know, Dewan,

I have the strangest feeling

that we should take a
look in your safe, dear boy.

Hmm?

JEFF: After you got
the medallion from Harry,

you gave it to Johar?

Your life's work
was in your hand

and you gave it away? Why?

Choices, Jeff.

Choices.

You're correct.

My search for the
medallion, the city,

dominated my life to the point
of exclusion of everything else.

I even denied my
best friend's last wish.

So when Lily came to me,

here was an opportunity for me

to rectify the wrong
choices that I had made.

Very touching, Dewan.

Where did you find Johar?

At Swaminath, the temple
where his uncle died.

JEFF: How did Lily get involved?

It was she who
figured it all out,

as to who Johar was

and, uh, how Harry
stole the medallion.

She tried to talk to
you and to Maureen.

But, uh, you being
busy, she came to me.

I was her last resort.

We devised a scheme to get the
medallion from Harry and give it to Johar.

But I never imagined that...

That he would take her with him.

JEFF: But he did,
and it's your fault!

It's your fault for
filling her head with that

cockamamie fairy tale.

She thinks she's out there
rescuing a prince, taking him home.

The fact is she's out in the boondocks
somewhere with a damn beggar boy.

Jeff, please! That
is not helping!

[SIGHS]

Professor, how do we find them?

DEWAN: I'm sorry, Maureen.

It is obvious that she's on her
way to The City That Isn't There.

Oh, can it, Dewan.

I've heard enough of
this mythical claptrap.

DEWAN: Jeff! You
may call it claptrap,

but right now that is the only
direction that we have to follow.

The only direction?

Oh, that's a good one.

All we have to
do is look for a city

nobody knows how to get to

and doesn't exist
in the first place.

DEWAN: You're wrong, Jeff.

The city does exist.

Anyway, even if
it does not exist,

Johar and Lily are following

what is written on the jade.

So they are going someplace.

And I know where that place is.

Or, at least, almost.

What the hell do you
mean, "At least, almost"?

Well, uh...

There is a slight problem.

Harry, it appears,
holds a trump card

that he's yet to play.

Seems like such a long time ago.

Don't be angry at me, Johar.

I am not angry.

I'm ashamed at how
happy I am to see you.

I bought a ticket to
Janakpur last night.

I thought you were
going on the train.

Then I saw you
going on this bus.

Hadley-Smithe
knew I came by train.

I couldn't go back the same way.

What now?

We enjoy this time together.

Then, I must go.

So, all the directions on
the medallion to the city

are from High Sanctuary?
DEWAN: Exactly.

And only Harry knows
where High Sanctuary is.

JEFF: And what's
keeping you, Harry?

Why aren't you out there taking
your precious photographs?

Well, unfortunately, I
only have half the puzzle.

Dewan here has the other.

An uneasy alliance, to be sure,

but we need each other.

Well, the only alliance that
I'm forming is with the police.

DEWAN: Jeff, don't do that!

Jeff, if you get the
police involved in this,

you may never see Lily again.

JEFF: Is that a threat, Harry?

HADLEY-SMITHE: Indeed it is.

If you think the police can
lead you to High Sanctuary,

by all means, stay on the line.

Yes. Yes. I'd like to
report a missing child.

Jeff... Yes, yes, I'll hold.

Jeff, I haven't risked
my career and reputation

on something I wasn't
absolutely convinced was true.

Now at sunset tomorrow,
the city will disappear

and Lily will
disappear along with it.

Jeff, put the phone down.

I will be leaving
you soon, Lily.

You can wire your
parents from Simara

and catch the next
coach back to Kathmandu.

It's the right choice, Lily.

Goodbye, Lily!

[SIGHS IN FRUSTRATION]

Fine.

I'll just wait till the next bus
comes, whenever that is.

If the wolves
don't get me first.

JOHAR: There are no wolves.

Well, Yeti then!

I will take you as far
as High Sanctuary.

The monks there will send a
message back to your parents.

Is it far?

It will be near dawn tomorrow
before we reach there.

We'll climb
mountains in the dark?

Isn't that dangerous?

Yes. Very.

JEFF: So, we spend
all night in a lamasery

while my daughter is out
there on a trail somewhere?

HADLEY-SMITHE: Jeff,
there's no way in the world

you can fly a helicopter
up here after dark.

DEWAN: Harry, how much
farther to High Sanctuary?

HADLEY-SMITHE: That's
not part of the deal, Dewan.

I'll tell you when we
get there. Trust me.

They say they're looking
for a lost child, Holy One.

They wish to spend the night

and resume their search
by the first light of day.

Where was this child lost?

Kathmandu, Holy One.

Kathmandu.

Does this story have
the ring of truth, Arjoon?

It does not. What am I to do?

Make them comfortable, my son,

but do not allow
them to see the prince.

I pray, Holy One, that
we shall see the prince.

[LILY GRUNTING]

JOHAR: Don't go so fast.

Slow down. Slow down.

It gets worse
before it gets better.

[LILY WHIMPERS]

[LILY EXCLAIMS IN FEAR]

JOHAR: Hold my hand, Lily.

[LILY GROANING]

I don't think I can
take much more of this.

Hold tight to me.
You'll be safe.

Johar! [SCREAMS]

No!

Are you all right?

My... My heart is pounding.

Rest. Just rest.

How far did we fall?

Can we get up?

I do not know. I will
look in a moment.

Just now, my heart
is also pounding.

Johar, I really am sorry.

You have nothing
to be sorry for.

I am on my way home,

and that is thanks to you.

If I reach my city, you
will have saved my life.

In Sharloon,

we believe that when a
person saves another's life,

their souls become as one.

Sharloon?

Is that the name of your city?

Yes.

I like the sound of it.

Were you looking for the little
beggar boy, Brother Arjoon?

I was. I was indeed, Johar.

I am not home yet, my friend.

There is still a long way
to go and not much time.

I fear your journey may be
even longer than you know.

For you cannot pass
through Tengboche.

Why is this, Arjoon?

Because of the young girl

hiding there behind the rock.

She's the one called Lily,

is she not?

I'm Lily.

Lily, I know not why you have
run away, and I shall not ask,

but your parents
are at the lamasery.

They arrived by
helicopter with two others,

Professors Godbothe
and Hadley-Smithe.

I think his interests go well
beyond your whereabouts, Lily.

We know what he seeks.
It is as you suspect, Arjoon.

In that case, Johar,

I must take the girl to the
nunnery and hide her there.

For if they see her,

they will know you are
nearby and seek you out.

No!

I'll go with Johar.

Is this your wish, Johar?

That is in my heart, Arjoon.

But it cannot be.

ARJOON: There is no time.

You must go.

[RUSTLING]

What is it?

I don't know. Go. Now.

Stay here, Lily.

[ARJOON CHUCKLING]

[ROCK CLATTERING]

Jeff! Maureen!

My worst fears are realized.

The scoundrel has
taken all of my notes.

Then we've lost the children!

Perhaps not.

Now, if we fly in the
direction of the city,

I wager we'll see the children
and Harry along the way.

But what about your notes?

DEWAN: Well, I know the approximate
destinate direction to the city.

However, that's all
based on an assumption.

JEFF: Assumption?

What assumption?

That this place Tengboche
is, in fact, High Sanctuary.

JOHAR: You are
unaccustomed to the altitude.

LILY: I'm just slowing you down.

[JOHAR PANTING]

Go on without me.

For now, we stay together.

But understand, Lily, I
must be home by sunset,

or I will die.

What if I am able
to keep up with you?

What then?

Will you let me enter
your city with you, Johar?

If we reach the city together,

I have decided...

The choice will be yours.

What if the choice was yours?

If there were no
other considerations

other than the two of us,

I would take you through
the gates of Sharloon

and keep you by my side
to the very end of our days.

But...

There are other
considerations, Lily.

And that is why...

I shall leave the
decision to you.

I tell you, the
terrain is right.

The river, it all fits.

I feel, we're very
close to the city.

MAUREEN: Jeff, look!

On that ridge above the river.

Is that... It's Hadley-Smithe.

PILOT: I'll swing over that way.

It's Harry!

Then I was right! I was right!

Look. Look down
there by the river!

What is it?

JEFF: I see it. By the falls.

It's Lily!

Johar's with her.

Put this thing down!

PILOT: There's nowhere
here we can land.

Well, find someplace
as near as possible!

You think they saw us?

I don't know.

[BOTH PANTING]

What now?

Come. We keep going.

How close?

Very. We have only to
climb to the top of the plateau.

My valley is just beyond.

From here, the trail is easy.

Then we can get there.

I've kept up with you.

The most difficult
part is yet to come.

I thought you said
the trail was easy.

I was not speaking of the trail.

Sorry.

[PANTING]

[LILY PANTING]

I am home.

[BOTH PANTING]

Sharloon is there?

Yes. It is always there,

even when one
cannot see it or touch it.

It is always there.

Then I'm home, too.

Your decision is made?

Yes.

JOHAR: The sun is almost gone.

Come on. Please, let's go.

Yes.

It is time.

I will say only this.

Make your choice not upon
that which is offered you,

but upon that which
you may offer others.

Which world needs
you more, Lily McLeod?

[CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKING]

LILY: No, Johar! No!

You can't do this. You'll die!

[CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKING]

Stop! He'll die, please!

Please, stop!

Please!

Stop it!

[CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKING]

Stop!

[BOTH GRUNT]

HADLEY-SMITHE:
Be careful with that!

Come back here!

Run, Johar, run!

Lily, please!

Lily!

JEFF: Harry!

It's all over, Harry.

JEFF: Come on, Lily.

MAUREEN: Lily!

I'll always be with
you, Lily McLeod.

And I will always be with you,

Prince Johar.

Wait for me!

[PANTING]

Maureen!

Jeff!

It has come! It's here!

Princeton?

Exchange
professorship. Six months.

That's wonderful, Dewan.

We won't have to
say goodbye after all.

Tell me something, Dewan,

when you get to Princeton,

are you going to teach
mythology as fiction or fact?

Well, what's myth
shall remain myth.

But what's real, I
shall teach as fact.

And exactly what myths
are real, Professor?

Well, Yeti, for instance,

the Abominable Snowman, is fact.

Any others, Dewan?

DEWAN: [CHUCKLES]
That's all I can think of for now.

The rest are all just myths.

So I guess we're
going home, huh?

Yeah.

Are you going to miss Nepal?

Every day of my life...

Until I come back.