Snowpiercer

When the cold comes for you,

the blood stops running to your limbs.

It pulls up inside to keep your organs warm.

My first love told me that.

An off-shore roughnecker, he was.

Tall and lean and tough as wet leather.

He'd say, "Ruthie, your smile keeps me warm,

so be sure to wear it till I'm home."

Next, the cold comes for your mind.

And after that, your will.

And yet, still, the heart fights on.

Ruth.

She says Wilford's up to something in back.

- Big day, friends. - Big day, sir.

Everything's ready for the test.

Dear, poor Dr. Headwood, how are you doing without

our dear, poor Dr. Headwood?

I feel he's still with us, sir.

Are you confident here in his shoes, as it were?

100%, sir.

Yes, how is this for the occasion?

It's very Manhattan Project.

Fine. Fine.

Put down your lint brush, and hand me my towel.

Pardon me. Much to do!

Thank you.

He left me too soon, my roughneck love.

His rig went down with every man aboard.

I know my smile kept him warm as he floated, all alone.

Just as I know our hearts will be the last thing to go

on Wilford's train, 1,023 cars long.

She's dehydrated, malnourished,

her blood pressure's low.

She's probably got radiation poisoning, so...

Hey. You wanna talk about what happened out there?

Yeah, well, you two almost died.

No, when we kissed.

I got a baby on the way, and I made a promise to Zarah I'd--

Yeah, I don't need to talk about it, no.

Yeah, no, me either.

Ben's got the data.

Should we see if it's all been worth it?

Yeah. Yes.

I still don't get how it's possible to survive

eight years out there.

Well, you freeze yourself in,

live off the residual power as the reactor cools.

It's kind of genius if you ask me.

It's not even why you went

out there in the first place.

No.

We have our results.

Guessing that grimace isn't just from the ribs.

More of the same.

Analysis shows the location is warming, but the trend

isn't steep enough

to be habitable yet.

How long are we talking Ben?

A century?

Give or take.

Oh, that's 0 for 5 on this milk run.

Okay, that leaves one more location--

your Arabian warm spot.

Yeah, from all the data we've collected so far,

it looks actually pretty promising.

Located here, Horn of Africa, southern Arabian peninsula.

We haven't got enough food to get there, Ben.

We've got another mouth to feed now.

It's time to go get our train back.

We find them, we reconnect to the train,

we lead everybody to the new hot spot.

I'm far less concerned with taking her

- than I am with keeping her. - Yeah, she's right.

we're going back empty-handed.

No proof of New Eden.

- No Melanie. - We're not empty-handed.

Far from it.

Hey.

Come on. Hey.

Whoa, okay. No, no, it's okay. It's okay.

I got it, I got it. No, you're all right.

Hey. You're all right, you're all right.

Look, you don't need the suit here. You see?

It's all right. Yeah.

Uh, hi.

My name's Andre Layton.

We kinda met already, fighting in the nuclear plant.

Do you remember that?

I'm sorry, do you speak English?

Yeah?

Here.

Okay.

All right? What's your name?

- Asha. - Asha? Great.

Don't worry, you're safe here.

No one's going to hurt you. You're on Snowpiercer.

Snowpiercer?

Am I dreaming?

Not unless we all are.

- The train survived? - Let me show you.

Can you walk?

Just up here.

Who the hell is that?

You lost the privilege to ask questions.

Oh, come on, Bess. Were they outside?

How's your head? I bet it hurts.

Not as bad as when you broke my nose.

Where's Mr. Wilford, the Great Engineer?

Yeah, we don't really know. There's two trains now.

There's a woman in a cage down there.

Yeah, it's a long, complicated story.

And you've got one too, and I want to hear it,

but it's better to take one thing

at a time right now, trust me.

Why should I trust any of this?

Welcome aboard, Asha.

10% should give us a nice jolt.

Nothing too lethal.

An appropriate test level, sir.

And the decommissioned First Class cars

should provide the necessary buffer from the EMP pulse.

Well, let's hear her sing, Kevin.

Commence trial at 10%.

Confirm 10%.

Initiate countdown.

Initiate countdown. We're all clear.

Initiating countdown.

Two minutes.

I brought your little friend back.

There you go.

Should we get out of here?

I'd wager that it's a weapon.

It's set in the very last car,

right where the trains need to reconnect.

Sure it's not just a heater?

All right?

Yes, thanks. Just cold.

That's why you can't be running around out there.

Can't afford to lose you.

I'm no use to anyone hiding in a hole, am I?

And in five, four,

three, two...

It's all right.

What was that?

Felt like some electrical wave went through me.

Then that was the thing.

Whoo hoo!

Well done, Kevin. Well done, crew.

Yes!

- Oz, what's going on? - Just--just give me a second.

I wanna...

I wanna remember this.

LJ, it's a mean, old world.

But with you in it, it finally makes sense.

Lilah Junior, will you marry me?

Holy shit! That rock is huge!

I know. It's actually crazy.

It's probably the biggest diamond left in the world,

and all it cost me was a pair of heavy socks.

- Put it on me! - You've got to say yes first.

Yes! Yes!

I didn't think anyone would love me after my parents died.

I know, baby, I know.

We have to tell Wilford.

- Really? - Yes! Out of respect.

He's the closest thing I have to family.

I mean, after you, you know?

Okay.

Lilah Junior and Mr. Osweiller

- are here to see you. - Oh, bring them in.

- He's wearing a tie. - Hmm?

My young denizens of the Nightcar.

Could we, uh...

could we have a word in private?

- We're getting married! - What?

We wanted you to be the first to know.

LJ, my dear, what a surprise.

Very wise to put such a nice ring

on a her finger, Mr. Osweiller.

When was the last time we had a wedding?

This is quite the occasion.

Perhaps just the occasion the train needs.

Oh, no, we're not expecting anything--we don't need it.

- I am. - Well, you should, my dear.

Life's been so bloody dreary this leg.

We'll give everyone a shift off.

Let's remind all the grumblers what unity looks like,

that we're all in this together and loyalty is rewarded.

What do you think?

Well, we could all use a little respite,

- maybe an extra ration or two-- - Wonderful, tomorrow then.

- Tomorrow? - Yeah, why not?

No time for cold feet.

We'll transform the Nightcar, LJ.

Or should I say Mrs. Osweiller?

Oh, Folger-Osweiller?

- Um-- - Rolls off the tongue.

I'm seeing red velvet, layers.

Zarah, go see the Cakemaker.

You put the Cakemaker in compost.