Around the World in 80 Days

That is all you care about - a bet?

That is the only reason you are here?

If you recall, I once planned such an excursion myself.

Made it as far as Victoria Station. Dover, actually.

I'm travelling the world, like we planned!

I just want you to be proud of me, Estella, just once.

We're here because a woman broke his heart.

A kind, perhaps brilliant, man who many years ago...

..was disappointed by the love of a young woman, the mysterious Estella.

Fogg is going to blow his brains out with embarrassment

when he reads this.

But every word is true! Every word was private!

This is a warrant for your arrest. I AM NOT A THIEF!

He didn't steal it. I did.

HE GROANS

No!

I'm coming into money.

Christmas Eve, you say? Yes, if not before, almost definitely before.

Have you ever heard the expression, "if you want something doing,

"do it yourself"?

GUN CLICKS

SHIP'S HORN BLOWS

Put the bill onto Mr Fogg's account.

HELP!

HELP! HELP!

Who was that man with the gun? Somebody help us!

I don't think they can hear you!

Yes, thank you, Passepartout, that's why I'm shouting!

I don't understand, why would he do this to us?

Clearly he's deranged - there can be no other explanation.

He seemed to know who we all were!

Yes, yes, that's true.

Now is not the time for whos and whys.

Have you something more pressing to do?

I'm just saying we need to focus on finding land,

and make the best of the situation.

There is no best of it, we are lost at sea,

with one flask of water between us!

It could be worse. How on earth could this be any worse?

THUNDER CRACKS

WAVES CRASH

BIRDS CHIRP

HE SPLUTTERS

Abigail?

Passepartout?

Abigail!

Fogg?

Abigail!

Mr Fogg! Thank heavens you're alive!

Have you seen Passepartout?

Not yet.

If we have survived, he must have, too.

Passepartout?

Passepartout?

Passepartout?

Passepartout?

Mr Fogg!

It's only his jacket.

Last time we saw him, he was being swallowed up by the sea.

We are here, and he's not.

It doesn't necessarily mean he's dead.

Do you really think he's dead?!

No, I said NOT necessarily dead.

Perhaps not even dead at all. Alive, very much alive...somewhere.

I don't know why I'm crying.

When he was alive, I found Passepartout quite irritating.

At times, extremely irritating.

He was so kind, too. Absolutely.

Aidez-moi!

It's almost as if I can still hear his voice.

Argh! Argh! Aidez-moi! Argh!

Aidez-moi! Aidez-moi!

HE SPLUTTERS

Argh!

HE GRUNTS

HE GROANS

So you're not dead, Passepartout!

Don't sound so disappointed.

Fix was just worried about you, that's all.

Where are we?

I think it's time we found out.

I suggest we follow

the beach until we find signs of civilisation.

With a little luck, there might be

a British Consulate we can call upon.

HE GROANS

Since we were nearly two days at sea before being cast adrift,

I would estimate we've probably washed up somewhere on

the coastline of Japan,

or the Philippines or Formosa.

That's most of Southeast Asia.

Yes, I admit it's broad, but...

..once we find a village, they'll be able to tell us

exactly where we are. Although I did read an article in

The Anthropological Institute Journal

that there may be some isolated tribes in this region

who have never encountered an outsider.

Is that a bad thing?

Well, it was for Captain Cook. But I'm sure the chances of that

happening to us are very slim indeed...

You're very forward for a servant or a waiter,

or whatever you are tonight. I'm just a man, mademoiselle.

I would care if you lived or died...

..a little bit.

Thank you for fixing me, Miss Fix.

TRAIN WHISTLE BLOWS

..wouldn't you say, Abigail?

Hm?

Yes, indeed.

The first thing I'm going to do when we reach civilisation

is take a long soak in a hot bath.

For me, beer.

Good idea - a cold beer in a hot bath!

Speaking of which, do you have the flask?

Is that all the water we have left?

Sorry, I was rather thirsty.

Is something wrong?

It's the sun. When we set out, it was on our left, then it was our

right...and now it is on our left again. Footprints! And they are

fresh since the tide went out!

You were right! Follow the beach and we find civilisation!

Let's see where these lead. Aren't you coming?

These footprints were made by shoes -

what do you think that says about the people who live here?

Nothing at all, I'm afraid...

..because they're our footprints.

We're on an island, and we've walked all the way around it.

Are you sure? Perhaps you're mistaken?

Look - that's the spot where we dragged Passepartout from the sea.

There's a piece of our lifeboat.

Damn, damn, damn you to hell!

Argh!

Mr Bellamy? What is it? This arrived for you, sir. Ah.

Thank you, Wellington.

BELL TINKLES

Good news, Bellamy?

A small business venture

has turned remarkably favourable.

I know this is a setback but we've been in situations

more hopeless than this.

What could possibly be more hopeless than this?

The important thing now

is we work together to survive here until we are rescued.

We will need food, fresh water and shelter.

I'll go get water.

Excellent! I will forage for food.

There must be something to eat on the island.

Perhaps you could make a start on building a shelter.

We'll help you when we return.

Now we have a plan

and everyone has a task. It's all going to be fine!

I found water! Fresh water.

And it's cold!

I never imagined water could taste this good!

HE LAUGHS

What's that?

Fruit I found for us to eat.

Bravo!

We make quite the team, we three!

Water, fruit...

..and shelter.

Yes, well, it's still a work-in-progress.

Anyone hungry?

Famished. I could eat a horse and its rider.

In that case, let's dine.

Tropical treat.

SHE GRUNTS

How delicious.

SHE GRUNTS

Ugh! Oh, good God, that's ripe! Oof!

It's repugnant!

I imagine it tastes better than it smells.

What if it's poisonous?

Some of the fruit had been eaten by birds -

they wouldn't do that if it was poisonous.

We must eat to keep our strength up.

THEY GAG

That is truly vile.

I can't eat this, I'm French.

Well, if you want to survive, you must.

THUNDER RUMBLES

Please, Mr Fogg, we're already

weakened, we have to stay warm and dry.

Come, squeeze in tight, out of the rain.

I'm perfectly fine here.

RAIN LASHES

I'm afraid I owe you both a sincere and abject apology.

We can find more branches for the roof tomorrow.

No, it's not the roof, or anything else.

I am the reason we are marooned here on this island.

I was the one who embarked on this calamitous journey...

..and I brought you two with me to this tropical prison.

But that's not true.

No, I'm afraid it is.

Bellamy warned me that I didn't have the stuff

for a journey like this.

But instead of heeding his advice,

I allowed ego and pride to cloud my judgment.

And the wager, that's done for now, too.

Everything's done for. It's all my fault.