Snowpiercer

Snowpiercer is dead in the water.

You will comply with Mr. Wilford's demands, or we'll disconnect

Previously on Snowpiercer

There's something here.

I think it's snowing.

…I'm boarding Big Alice.

Come closer.

Let's see what the years have done to you.

Melanie was threatening our child

A pregnancy on Snowpiercer.

It's hope.

I sent you away to live with them for a reason.

Why?

Because you had a train to steal

To keep you from him.

hey

Disconnect Snowpiercer.

If you disconnect, all of those people will die.

im truely sorry

- Every year before the snow came,

my father would burn slash piles--

mounds of dead, fallen brush,

with flames as high as the barn.

- I'd hold my face up to the heat

and dare myself closer

like I was walking into the sun.

Hi.

Boo.

Water and dirt. - You analyzed it?

- The Headwoods did. It's nothing.

It's exactly what you'd expect, so why did you sample this?

- Was there ammonium sulfate in it?

- Mm-hmm, it's probably volcanic.

So what?

He warned me about this. He said that you hold back.

It's your main move.

He said that there is two different types

of people in this world.

There's dreamers and there's schemers,

and the dreamers can build the world up,

but the schemers slither their way through.

What do you think?

- I think that he says a lot when he's high.

It was snowing outside.

- From the sky? - From the sky.

Mm-hmm, that's impossible.

- It should be, but I saw it. - We don't get snow.

It's too cold.

We get blowing snow and old precip.

You might get into his head,

but you're not getting into mine.

Lights out.

When Alex was old enough,

she helped me hose down the ash pits,

and I'd warn her like my dad warned me

of the heat lurking inside,

ready to smolder to life like a visit from a ghost.

These are her revolutions now on Snowpiercer,

1,034 cars long.

==

Good morning.

- Hey, maybe stay out of Third today?

- I gotta help Dr. Pelton today.

I'll be fine.

- Look, Mateo is still angry with you, Zarah.

Give it some time to cool off down there?

Ask Pelton to work in the Second Class clinic.

Okay.

Don't worry. I'll be safe.

I was thinking--

this kid's gonna need a name, right?

- Pretty sure that's how it works.

Well, if it's a girl,

how would you feel about naming it after your mom?

And if it's a boy?

Trotsky.

We'll talk about this later.

Hey, one second.

Morning.

Huh

It's for Zarah and the baby.

- Yeah, no, no, it's good to have a place to call home.

Hey, Andre...

I'm proud of you.

Don't be weird.

Come on.

- How's the train holding together?

Better than me.

Half the train thinks Wilford's here to kill us.

The other half think he's here to save us from you.

They might all be right.

- And adding 400 Tailies to the population hasn't exactly

lowered the temperature. - Hm.

- There was an assault near the Tea Room last night.

A Tailie woman got maimed. - Who?

I don't know.

- Can you find out what happened?

- Me? On what authority?

I'm not a Brakeman anymore, Layton.

I just... I just follow you around.

- All right, let's fix that. Come on.

- What? - Come on.

Roche, stand up. Let's do this.

- What, now? - Yeah.

- Bess Till please raise your right hand.

Oh, come on.

- Bess Till, I hereby pronounce you train detective.

- No, no, no, no, I didn't ask for this.

- Imagine anyone asking for any of this.

Listen to me, I'm not ready.

- He's straight up giving you a promotion.

Well, I don't want it!

I've seen enough blood for a while.

- We're all shaky, but we are in charge now,

and we have a responsibility to the rest of the passengers.

- All right. What do you want me to do?

- Well, we have to interrogate a POW in here,

so if you could get on top of this assault thing,

I would really appreciate it. - Detective.

Congratulations, that was a really beautiful ceremony.

- Ladies and gentlemen, Detective Bess Till.

- Kevin McMann, born in Buffalo, New York,

ticketed on Snowpiercer as a hospitality apprentice.

- I'm head of department now. - Ah, cheers.

So how many people you looking after back there?

- I'm gonna decline to answer, thanks.

- You guys looked a little hungry.

How your food systems holding up?

Pass.

- Look, you don't have to fear Wilford.

You're safe up here. - Fear him?

I adore the man.

I remember you. Security, right?

Walked around with your little earpiece,

cleared the room before he entered

kind of like a doorman.

Kind of.

- Security, engineering, agriculture--

it's all just plumbing, but Hospitality--

Hospitality comes from the heart.

It's a culture. It's a kind of love.

He'll come for me.

That's all I'm gonna say.

- Is that real? - Real chicken, yeah.

It's real vinegar, real cayenne.

That's Buffalo style just like home.

Dig in.

Tell us about the big guy

with a baseball mitt for a face.

Why wasn't he affected by the cold?

Okay.

- He was augmented for cold resistance.

How?

- I don't know. - Ah.

- Grafting or synthetic skin stuff.

I-I'm not a scientist. - Okay.

Uh-uh--how many crew aboard Big Alice?

Estimate, guess. 10, 20?

50?

100.

- Have a seat. He'll be out shortly.

- No, no. Thanks, though.

- Morning. Whoo, whoo.

How'd everyone sleep?

Not good?

Well, reunions can be a little tricky.

Alex, tell me about

your little research project outside.

Bit of a dud, by the sounds of it.

Yeah, yeah, looks that way.

- The thing about your mother, Alex,

is she's a tinkerer.

Decent with a set of calipers, but...

don't expect much vision.

I know you think you've stalemated us,

but we still have moves. Don't we, Alex?

- We can apply the brakes, slow it to a crawl,

choke out your power, and shut down your systems.

And yours.

My crew know life below zero.

We've run a lot of rough miles together.

Snowpiercer will tear herself apart.

It's a hell of a test for a leader

when the lights go out and the food stops flowing.

How long do you think this Mr. Layton will last?

- I think he might surprise you.

- I guess I'd better meet him then.

Movement.

Get down, get down.

Wait, don't touch it.

I mean, it could be poison, right?

Get Hospitality.

Hospitality, make way!

- What's going on, what's going on?

Fools, it's a communiqué.

Communiqué, clear the way.

Make way.

Communiqué coming through.

It's in Wilford's own hand.

- Ruth. - It's impeccable.