Till the End of the World (南极之恋)

Come on man, 1, 2, 3, Say "Qian".

Qian.

Let's take one too.

C'mon.

Get in the picture!

1, 2, 3, Qian!

Qian!

Jing Ruyi.

Where did you get all these patches?

From research stations.

So many stations! You're an expert.

What do you study?

Atmospheric physics.

Stuff in the air then.

Well, I'm here to study

Antarctic weddings.

This is my mascot. Tubby.

And soon,

I'll be inking a deal

at the forward station for broadcast rights,

while my company, Tian Zhang Di Jiu goes to market.

Hey, it's me, Wu Fuchun.

Call me Fortune.

Natasha.

Nice to meet you. -Na Jie. Na Jie.

My project

needs to pass strict environmental testing.

A lot of wedding companies want to offer Antarctic weddings

but only my Tian Zhang Di Jiu can make it possible.

Oh, but you say "This is just an icy wasteland!"

"It's just 1,400 km squared of pure,"

"snow!"

"What's it good for?"

A vow!

Inside that vow is something holy.

You can even get two penguins as bridesmaids

and you won't have to spend money on an expensive dress.

You two are lucky.

These tickets were cheap right?

I bought out this plane,

and canceled the other tickets.

Look! Penguins.

Tubby, I found your family.

Ruyi, is this guy really starting a business selling weddings in Antarctica?

Any vegetation that they trample over

wouldn't grow back for centuries.

Watch, they'll go to Mars next.

He's one of those tuhao that I told you about.

Ah. Tuhao.

Flight 984, Flight 984. A cyclone is forming ahead of you.

It's a big one.

This is Flight 984. The weather radar also picked this up.

Permission to take a 30 mile detour around?

Granted. 984, Stay safe out there.

What are you doing?

What are you doing?

I didn't do it on purpose.

Put your seatbelt on!

984, 984, the blizzard is too large. You need to turn back.

Repeat. Turn back.

Affirmative. We'll turn back now.

Attention, we need to make a steep climb.

What happened?

The blizzard is getting stronger. It's too fast.

What did he say?

984, 984 Please respond. Please respond.

We've lost track of you in the storm.

Report your position immediately.

Flight 984, Flight 984.

The fuselage has frozen over. I've lost control.

984 needs to make an emergency landing.

Are we going to be ok?

Help!

Help us!

Help me.

Pull your leg free.

C'mon!

Come back!

Save me.

Hurry!

Shoes.

What?

My shoes are stuck!

No service.

There's no signal.

The black box.

Doesn't every plane have a black box?

The sea should be 3 km deep here.

The black box's signal won't work that deep.

Someone will rescue us right?

What time is it?

10 pm.

Our planned route

didn't take us over the sea.

We must have been blown off course.

They won't know our exact position.

It's all useless.

What were you going to do with these again?

Research on the Aurora Australis.

The Aurora what?

We can't just leave her here.

She's already dead.

The bottom of the ocean is cold and dark.

Wait!

Listen.

The wind's stopped.

It's quiet here.

No wind is a good thing.

We need to hurry.

The weather's changing.

We need to stop!

We'll get lost if we keep walking.

What?

A snowstorm is coming.

There's no time.

We need to start digging.

Dig what?

A hole!

Here.

Hurry!

It's getting colder.

Dig faster!

I'm trying!

Excuse me.

We should draw an SOS in the snow.

Who's going to see it?

Does the mountaintop have signal?

It's worth a shot.

Are you always this stupid?

Where are we?

Antarctica.

There's no signal anywhere.

We can't just do nothing.

What do we do?

Just die in here?

We weren't supposed to fly today.

If you hadn't chartered the plane

no one would have died.

I didn't invite you on the plane.

What's so great about Antarctica?

Antarctica just kills you.

What's the point of this?

I worked for so long

to bring this to the market.

I didn't get a signal.

But I found a cabin.

Uninhabited.

Let's go.

We need to cross over the mountains.

It's already late night.

Why is the sun still up?

It's the midnight sun.

The day never ends.

This place is awful.

How far is it?

Just one more mountain.

I can't take it anymore.

I broke a bone.

I can feel it stabbing me inside.

I can't take it anymore.

Get up!

Get up!

No.

What do we do now?

My tibia is broken.

We need to reset the bone.

Oh.

Bonesetting.

Of all the things.

You're joking right?

Dragging me here

might have given me necrosis.

My internal organs will start to fail

and I'll die.

That's bad.

I'll need to lie down for a long time.

I'll get bedsores that way.

We need to take off these pants.

Wait.

I can't take them off by myself.

Are you ready?

Hang in there.

Hey! Stay with me.

What do I do next?

What is it?

What?

What do you want?

I need to go to the bathroom.

No one will know.

Salmon,

beef,

soybeans,

a stack of Russian food.

Braised bamboo shoots,

mackerel.

This is Shanghainese.

Date?

1998, May 24.

Jing Ruyi.

Rice.