20,000 Leagues Under the Sea (1997) - full transcript

[ Orchestral music playing ]

Good morning, ladies.

Your Sherry, ladies.

Thank you.

Mother, father,
look!

Is it a whale,
father?

It must be, son.
It's nearly as long
as our ship.

It's really amazing.

- Father,
I'm frightened.
- What is that?

Nothing to be
frightened of, Percy.

It's just a friendly
old whale.



There. You see?

It's more frightened
than you are.

Are you quite sure
that the creatures

present no danger,
captain?

Quite the contrary,
madam.

Very curious creatures,
these whales,

very intelligent
in their own way.

They'll follow
a passenger liner
like the scotia

for hundreds of leagues
out of curiosity,

but run
like the devil himself
from a whaler.

Well, I've never seen
a whale before.

Was it really
so much bigger
than the usual?

I've seen bigger.

I remember a blue whale
swum down



out of the arctic waters,
the way they do sometimes

when the whalers get
sight of them.

Now that one was 500 feet
if it was an inch.

Get that way,
some of 'em,

if they can outrun
the whalers long enough.

- [ All shouting ]
- What was that?

There's no need
to be alarmed.

The scotia is
the most modern ship

in the white star
fleet.

There is nothing
in the ocean

that we need fear.

[ People shouting ]

[ Tower bells ringing ]

Sophie!

Sophie,
what a surprise!

What are you
doing here?

I had to
get away from Baltimore
for a couple days.

Sophie, what is it?
Is something wrong?

Fred essenhoff asked me
to marry him.

And what did you
tell him?

No.

I thought you were
well-disposed toward him.

Do you know what he
said to me, father?

What?

That Johns Hopkins
would never Grant

a woman tenure
in the zoology department,

that the only way
to do

the kind of research
that I want to do

is to marry him
and assist with his.

Sophie, I know very well
that I've had

little influence over you
since your mother died.

You influence me
in everything.

Let me influence you
in this.

Marry him.

Are you
professor aronnax,

curator
of marine biology

of the New York museum
of natural history?

I am.

And who are you, sir,
if I may ask?

Rear admiral
John e. Sellings.

Clear the room, sir.

I have a matter
of utmost urgency
to discuss with you.

The scotia was caught
from behind

while doing 18 knots
under full steam.

It was not
a collision.

It was an incision,

a very precise one.

Passengers hardly knew
anything had occurred

till the crew
came above decks
sounding the alarm.

Astonishing.

How can we be of help
in this matter, admiral?

My expertise
is in zoology

and my father's is
in marine biology.

Surely this was done
by some kind of warship.

No, young lady.

In our judgment,

a seagoing,
fully-submersible warship

capable of doing this
is a physical
impossibility.

That is why
we have come to you,
professor aronnax.

We understand
you have a theory

that could account
for this.

The common narwhal,
or sea unicorn,

can attain the length
of 60 feet.

It is called
the sea unicorn

because of its sharp
ivory Lance

that protrudes
from the lower mandible.

It is essentially a tooth
with the hardness of steel.

Are you saying a hole
in the scotia's hull

was caused
by a narwhal?

In prehistoric epochs

the land produced life forms
of enormous size

that gradually grew smaller
and more efficient

to meet the challenge
of their changing
environment.

But the sea--
the sea never changes,

especially at its
greatest depths,

where life began.

I believe
that those depths

harbor creatures
of an enormous size

that have not evolved
or changed.

I refer to such
undiscovered life forms

in my theory
as "protoleviathans."

Is such a thing
really possible?

My father has devoted
his career

to proving that such
protoleviathans exist.

This thing
has attacked

three American steamships
of the white star line

in the north Atlantic
sea lanes.

The u.S.S. Abraham Lincoln
sails at first light

under captain Michael
farragut's command.

Its mission is
to search this thing out
and destroy it.

Will you help US
find it?

I have to come.

It's much too dangerous.

And it isn't dangerous
for you?

Sophie, for the last time,
it's impossible.

The Navy
will not allow a woman
aboard a warship

about to undertake
a hazardous mission.

The admiral was
absolutely clear.

But he didn't say anything
about bringing your
assistant.

Captain on deck!

Welcome aboard
the u.S.S. Abraham Lincoln,
professor aronnax.

I am captain
Michael farragut.

Good morning, sir.
It's a pleasure
to be aboard.

This is my assistant
Charlie Darwin.

Mr. Darwin.

We were just having a look at the vantage from the bow.

We intend to follow
the concentration
of plankton

on the hypothesis
that a creature
such as we seek

would feed in the most
efficient manner,

which is of course

the large-scale
consumption of plankton.

You have to stand
on the bow to do this?

We'll be taking
measurements

by means of
interferometer readings.

Therefore we have to
see the plankton

before the ships
disturbs it.

And this will lead me
to the monster?

If our hypothesis
is correct,

I believe it could.

Please.

Charlie.

We have
a whaler aboard

who expects to be
stationed in the bow

if we need
to call on him.

He's a prickly sort
by all accounts,

but he also
happens to be
the finest harpoonist

in the American
whaling fleet.

I've asked him
to step in for a moment

to make sure he understands
about you being in the bow.

He's liable to throw you
overboard otherwise,

if you get in his way.

Of course. I'll try
to explain it to him.

You won't let him
bully you, will you,
Mr. Darwin?

[ Clears throat ]

Rather shy,
I'm afraid.

[ Door opens ]

Don't tell me you've
found the damn thing
already, captain.

We're barely out
of New York harbor.

Evening.
Ned land.

Farragut: Mr. Land,
professor aronnax

and his assistant
Mr. Darwin

will be advising me
on the search for
our target.

They will be setting up
their instruments
in the bow.

[ Laughs ]
Instruments?

I wasn't aware
we were going to serenade
this beast, captain.

If you'll excuse me, sir,
I'd like to retire.

Of course,
Mr. Darwin.

I will begin
my observations
at first light.

Mr. Land,
you will accommodate

professor aronnax
and his assistant.
That is an order.

Well, you are the captain.
It is your ship.

I just ask that you
clear them out of my way

when I go to work,
that is all.

Professor, you'll join me
in a Brandy and a cigar,
won't you?

It will be
my pleasure, sir.

Wouldn't mind one
myself.

That will be all,
Mr. Land.

Right.
Good night.

I'll get it.

Any sign
of our monster?

[ Clears throat ]
No.

Well, that's good.

Are you afraid
to find it?

Well, I would be afraid
if I took it seriously.

You don't believe
there is such a creature?

I don't know.

You know, I think
it sort of goes like this:

Someone sees a whale;
The ship hits a rock;

people get frightened;
Before you know it,

the entire
United States Navy is off

on a wild
sea-monster chase.

I'm not complaining.
Don't get me wrong.

You know,
the first giant squid
or some such we see,

well, I'll harpoon it,
I'll collect my bonus

and that'll be that.

I don't think money is
that important to you,
Mr. Land.

You're not
that type of man.

Oh, I'm not, huh?

No.

I think you're onboard
because you couldn't
bear it

if anyone else were
to slay the dragon.

That's your type,
I think.

[ Chuckles ]

And what would you know
about types of men?

If you'll excuse me,
I have to get to bed.

Good night.

Ahoy!

It's the thing itself!

- Where?
- There, on the horizon.

- Off the port bow.
- Man: 30° off the port bow!

That's the color
the witnesses all described--
an evil shade of green.

Sound battle stations!

- Mr. Land,
prepare yourself.
- [ Bells ringing ]

If all else fails,
I'm relying on you.

Just get me within
four harpoon lengths,
that's all I ask.

Man: All hands
to battle stations,
at the double!

[ Men shouting commands ]

Prepare to fire!

Man:
Prepare to fire!

Take your positions!

It's closing in!
Maintain your course!

Steady as she goes!

Steady
as she goes!

It's gone.

Well, what in blazes
is it?

I don't even dare
to guess.

There it is again!

Port bow!
13 cables!

Man:
13 cables. Port bow.
Take your aim.

Take cover, professor.

Man:
Steady as she goes!
Steady as she goes!

Man #2:
Aye aye, sir!

Gun crews,
at the ready.

[ Shouting ]

Steady!
Look out!

Mind your helm!

Pull out!

Man:
Mind your helm, sir.

- Ready, sir.
- Fire at will!

Fire at will!

Whale hunter!

I'm going to try and
get you your four lengths!

We must see
what's happening.

Fire!

[ All continue shouting ]

Reload those cannons!

Man:
There it is.
It's closing in on US.

Get those cannons
reloaded!

[ Metallic ding ]

- Mr. Land!
- Take my hand!

Farragut:
All hands!

We're breached
below the line!

Close all
watertight doors!

Man the pumps!

Sophie!
Sophie!

- Professor!
- Sophie, where are you?

- Professor, here,
take my hand.
- Sophie!

Hold on to this.

Don't be concerned
with me.

- We must find Sophie.
- Who's Sophie?

My daughter.
Sophie!

Your daughter?

- Sophie!
We must find her.
- Both: Sophie!

I'm over here!

Thank god.

She's alive.
Sophie.

We're coming, Sophie.
Hold on.

- Ned: Hang on.
- Sophie.

Hang on, miss.

Here, take hold of me.

Now you take heart, miss.

The longboats will be back.
The Navy won't abandon US.

- Here, hang on, professor.
- I'm all right.

Don't let Sophie
slip away.

Ned:
You know something?
I knew you weren't a boy.

[ Sophie coughing ]

- Hold on, Sophie.
- I'm so tired.

My god, what is it?

It's a ship.

It's impossible.

Stay close, Sophie.

- Aronnax: Stay close.
- We're almost there.

That's it.

This is steel.

What species would that
make it, professor?

The u.S.S.
Abraham Lincoln

is limping back to New York
with a hole in her gut.

She is
too gravely injured

to linger here
looking for you.

Now you three,
whoever you are,

understand something
and understand it well:

You are lost at sea
and dead to the world.

If you choose to enter
the nautilus,

you choose to enter
a different world,

a new world.

And you can
give up all hope
of returning to yours.

If you do not agree
to these terms

the nautilus shall return
to its world

and leave you
to return to yours.

If you're saying we're
prisoners of war,

we have the right to try
to escape if we can.

You decline my terms?
Very well.

Does he speak
for all of you?

Mr. Land, allow me
to deal with this.

Sir, we agree
to your terms.

I speak for myself

and I say
to hell with you.
You want my Liberty?

You'd better kill me
'cause that's the only way
you're gonna get it.

Be quiet, Mr. Land.

My name is Sophie.

And this is my father,
professor Henry aronnax.

The famous
marine biologist?

I am.

I'm very familiar
with your work, professor.

Then you will help US?

And who are you?

Also a scientist?

Ned land, harpoonist.

But I tell you,
I don't think Sophie
and her father

would take
too kindly to you
dumping me over the side.

I'll come quietly.

By the way,
that's a fancy uniform
you've got there.

Electricity.

Somehow he's harnessed
this mysterious force

to provide
every form of energy
required for this vessel.

And here we are
under the sea.

How can it be?

Do you think Mr. Land
is all right?

Oh, I'm sure Mr. Land
is able to take care
of himself.

He saved your life,
father.

Aren't you concerned?

No, the captain of this
miraculous vessel

is in fact the man
who saved our lives.

The man
is civilized, Sophie.
He's proven it.

He has proven
no such thing.

I see you are both
comfortable.

And hungry too,
no doubt.

My name is Nemo...

Captain Nemo.

That means
"no one" in Latin.

Quite so.

I am honored
to have you aboard...

Both of you.

Thank you.

The sea has yielded up
its greatest treasures
to me,

but none so precious
as your company.

Miss aronnax.

Please, professor.

I hope you'll be
happy here.

You are free,
of course,

to pursue your scientific
inquiries.

I think you may find
the nautilus

interesting enough
for the purpose.

Will Mr. Land be
joining US for dinner?

No.

Mr. Land insists
on remaining in
his cabin.

May I see him?

In due course.

Please,
you must be famished.
Enjoy your meal.

This looks delicious.

Stewed pork,
if I'm not mistaken?

It may look and taste
like stewed pork,
but in fact

it is dolphin liver
cunningly prepared.

And those cutlets are
filet of sea turtle.

This is sea cucumber salad

and the excellent jam,
miss aronnax,

is made from sea anemone.

All of this food
is from the sea?

We who sail the nautilus
are sustained

by the oceans
of the world

in everything.

These clothes
we're wearing--

the material is
unfamiliar to me.

Is it from the sea too?

Trust a woman to notice.

The cloth is woven

from the silken filaments
of the byssus fan mussel,

strong enough
to resist a hurricane.

Why do you choose
to live this way?

And who are those people who have followed you into this exile?

Sophie!

This isn't exile.

This is liberation.

Mobilis in mobile, miss aronnax.

Free in a free world.

Nemo: Exactly.

I must ask you a question,
captain Nemo,

or risk perhaps
misunderstanding you.

You have used
this extraordinary
creation of yours

to attack unarmed shipping
in the north Atlantic.

That is something
we should speak about

when perspectives
have shifted enough

to allow
proper understanding.
Excuse me.

May I please see
Mr. Land?

[ Door closes ]

Which way
to Mr. Land's cabin?

Hello?

It's like bathing
in liquid light,
isn't it?

May I offer you
some hot coffee?

Thank you.

I can understand
how your museum

has come to contain
such natural treasures.

But how did you come by
these pictures?

Some of them
I have seen in museums.

That would be before they
sank in transit.

You collected all these
from sunken ships?

And countless others
in my storehouses beneath
the seven seas,

gold, jewels...

The finest clothes--

all at your disposal.

And did you sink
those ships?

My mission is not
a criminal one,
miss aronnax.

So you didn't
sink them?

The nautilus is not
a pirate ship.

I'm sorry
if I offend you,

but it seems to me
a fair question,

given your propensity
to ram innocent ships.

I have never sunk a ship,
innocent or otherwise.

And I'm not in the least
offended.

Indeed, I find
your fearless passion
to know the truth

intoxicating.

I always dreamed
of finding a woman
with a first-rate mind,

someone who is capable
of understanding me.

And even in this

the sea has not failed
to provide.

Do you mind if I examine
some of your exhibits?

You needn't ask.

Some of them are
absolutely extraordinary.

Professor aronnax,
how kind of you to join me.

I must be dreaming.

I assure you
everything is quite real.

As a matter of fact,
I was just reading your
masterful work again.

I consult it
constantly.

I am honored, sir.

Your library
is extraordinary.

How many volumes do you
have here, captain Nemo?

Thousands all told.

But the books you see here
are merely those

I like to have
near at hand,

such as yours.

They're my only remaining link with the world above.

I bought my last book

the day the nautilus set sail.

Since that day I assume

mankind neither
thinks nor writes
anything of consequence.

I am simply overwhelmed.

This room and this ship,

how deep can it go,
if I may ask you, sir?

I have yet
to test its limit.

But you are
wondering perhaps

whether there will be
an opportunity to test

your famous deepwater theory of static evolution?

Precisely so.

You may depend upon it,
professor.

I have some
rather interesting

scientific volumes
in my personal quarters.

Perhaps you'd like
to see them?

- Oh, yes.
- Please.

Mr. Land?

Ned, are you here?

Sophie.

- You all right?
- Yes, we both are.

Are you?

Yeah, I'm fine.
Don't worry about me.

You shouldn't be here.

I don't understand.
He said you were resting.

Well, I'm not exactly
resting, Sophie.

I mean, this is a brig.
See, unlike you
and your father--

[ door rattles, footsteps ]

Don't let them
see you here.

I'm not leaving you here.

Go before they find you.

Go.

Sophie, we cannot be
making demands.

We must appeal
to Nemo's better nature.

We mustn't make him regret having taken US aboard.

I will not stand
for this treatment of ned.

Sophie, Sophie,
lower your voice.

I am not afraid of him.

I am not one of these
ensigns of his.

You will listen to me.

He is a genius.

And I believe
he is a decent man.

I'm sure there's
an explanation.

We must give him the opportunity to provide that.

The secret is sodium.

Sodium, not zinc?

Sodium Mercury
rhumkorff batteries,
to be precise.

As the Mercury
in the amalgam
is never used up,

only the sodium
requires replenishment.

And since there is
an endless supply

of sodium
in seawater...

...you have
an endless supply
of energy for the nautilus.

- Precisely.
- Amazing.

But I don't understand
how you were able

to build all this
without anyone
finding you out.

That wasn't as difficult
as you may imagine,

only carefully considered.

Miss aronnax.

You look beautiful.

I must insist
I see Mr. Land.

Your concern for him
is quite admirable.

However...

- Captain.
- Mr. Land.

Good to see you,
Mr. Land.

Are you well?

I'm fine--

fine now that
I'm out of the brig.

Mr. Land had insisted
upon being treated

as a prisoner of war,
obliging me to comply.

But this troubled
my principles greatly.

So I've decided
to extend him

the freedom
of the nautilus

in the hope
that he will not
abuse my trust.

Well, that's wonderful.

- Mobilis in mobile.
- Mobilis in mobile.

Whatever.

You know he's
interested in you.

I'm aware of it.

Oh, you are?

Why are you
so concerned, ned?

- What, do you
have to ask?
- Yes.

You want an answer?

Is it true what they say
about sailing men?

What?

Do you have a girl
in every port?

Not quite every port.

Good night, ned.

[ Whistling a tune ]

What is the nature
of your interest

in miss aronnax, Mr. Land?

What's that to you?

Have you stolen
her honor?

You know, if I wanted

you'd be dead
before they could save you.

Then so would you be.

And professor aronnax

and, indeed, Sophie.

You're not quite
that stupid, are you?

Now answer my question.

Is she
an honorable woman?

Here you are.

This afternoon
we shall be visiting
crespo island.

I have a hunting reserve
there.

I thought perhaps
you'd like to go with me.

Will we go on land?

Hardly.

Crespo island is
an insignificant
little rock,

as far as the air world
is concerned.

But underneath it is
the most beautiful
coral forest

in all the oceans
of the world.

Will we walk
on the ocean floor?

Would you like to?

It sounds fascinating.

You're fearless,
aren't you?

I'm sure I'm not.

But I am curious.

You are fearless.

I at least know
that much about you.

I know nothing about you,
captain Nemo.

My daughter
would have been
your age by now.

In my family
we married young.

My wife and my children
are gone.

Since entering the nautilus
I've lived with
my loneliness.

I'd abandoned all hope
it would ever be otherwise.

There are many
beautiful women
amongst your ensigns.

I suspect they are
yours to command.

I cannot find what I seek
among them.

What do you seek,
captain Nemo?

A queen.

So you will join US
on our expedition,
professor?

I would dare
to insist on it.

And you, Mr. Land?

You're sure
you want to do this?

Absolutely.

All right,
I'll join you.

Good.

Nemo: There's no need
to be frightened, Sophie.

You'll find you'll be able
to breathe perfectly well.

Sophie:
I'm sure I'll find it
breathtaking.

Ned!

Look out!

Ned.

It's ned.
He's outside
the museum window.

He must only have
minutes left.

Rescue squad,
Mr. Land is on
the forward hull.

Take him air.

My best divers
are on their way.

[ Coughing, panting ]

I knew you were alive!

[ Chuckles ]

Well, I'm glad you knew,
Sophie, 'causes I tell you,

when those sharks
came after me I thought

I'd pretty much
drawn my last breath.

They wanted me for supper.

Didn't seem to want
anyone else.

I took one step
and all of a sudden
I'm tumbling,

falling into
the darkness of hell.

It was like
being buried alive.

Then I started climbing.
It was all I could do.

I just climbed and climbed
and finally I saw the ship.

That was the last
I remember.

These ensigns
saved your life.

Well, did they now?

Well, I'm a lucky man,
aren't I?

Luck had nothing
to do with it.

You saved yourself,
Mr. Land.

It took a great deal
of courage.

Well, I'd have been a dead man
if Sophie hadn't been
in that room.

- That was luck.
- If captain Nemo hadn't
acted so decisively

it would have all been
for nothing.

Yes, captain.

I owe everything
to your decisiveness.

Well, some good has come
of your terrible ordeal.

At least we've come
to a better understanding
amongst US.

Yeah.

Yeah.

It's entirely within their
known range of behavior.

Look, you may
know dead fish,
but I know live ones.

Those sharks had it in
for me and me alone.

I don't understand.
What are you saying?

Well, let me put it
to you this way:

I don't think that was
joy in Nemo's face
when I showed up again.

If he was responsible
for what happened,

why didn't he
tell his divers

to take a minute longer
getting to you?

Because he couldn't
have you thinking
he was behind it all,

now could he?

Can't you let yourself
accept it, ned?

He is not the monster
you make him out to be.

Don't trust him, Sophie.

I have sailed with captains
like him before

and I know the signs.
That's exactly how
he thinks.

He is mad.

Don't let him
blind you.

You have to see him
for what he is.

Seaweed, you say?
Remarkable.

It's a little harsh
despite all our ingenuity,

but still a very
satisfactory smoke,
I think.

Your move, professor.

This is my move.

Captain Nemo,

I am consumed
by my curiosity

about you.

A man shares confidences
with a friend, professor,

and he doesn't need but one
if he chooses wisely.

Are you not surrounded
by friends?

I am surrounded,
as you put it,
by followers.

There is a difference.

I would consider it an honor
to be your friend.

If I take you
into my confidence,

you are bound to me
forever.

Do you really wish
to carry such a burden?

It is no burden
to be a true friend.

It also means
one hasa true friend.

I offer you
my hand, sir.

Very well.

I was raised
to be a king

and educated
to lead my people

into the modern
scientific world.

But the armies of the west
came to my small country

and arranged otherwise.

I escaped and survived.

The king and queen,
my parents,

did not.

Nor did my wife.

Nor did my children.

I am at war,
professor.

And once I have
the shipping

between Europe and america
in my stranglehold,

I shall demand
my country back

as the price
of releasing my grip.

What is it, ned?

Uh, I wanted to say
I was sorry for earlier.

That's all right, ned.

Is there something else?

Yeah.

You know, when I was
out there, i--

well, I'd pretty much
made my peace.

I only had one regret,

just one.

What is it
you want of me, ned?

Another conquest
to brag about
in the taverns?

You know, I think
there is something

- you should know about me.
- What?

I'm a married man.

- What?
- Yeah.

It was a long time ago.

Matter of fact,
I'd just got my
journeyman's ticket.

I met her in a bar
in Singapore.

Her name was Kate.

She was fiery.

It was love at first sight

and I was prepared
to give up the sea.

But after a while
I got restless,

so I signed on

for one last hitch
on a whaler

that was working
the antarctic.

And in the middle of the sea of Japan

I suddenly thought,

"I've made
a terrible mistake."

So I jumped ship

and on my way home

I bought a set of pearls,
a set of matched pearls

from this diver and
had them laid in gold.

And I had them in my hands

and I was ready
to give them to her,

put them
around her neck

and beg her
for forgiveness.

When I walked
through the door,

I found her
with another sailor.

What did you do?

Well, I went back
to the sea.

What did you do
with the pearls?

Oh, the pearls.
[ Chuckles ]

Well, the pearls--

I drank the pearls up
a long time ago.

What's this?

Planning an escape?

No no, not at all,
professor.

I'm just, uh,
on my way to my cell.

I think I'll just sit there and wait

till I turn into
one of Nemo's ensigns

and everything will be
all right.

Good night.

Let him be, Sophie.

He's restless
because he has no role

aboard the nautilus.
He's not a scientist.

But you must remember
that you are.

We cannot turn our backs
on such a scientific
opportunity.

What good are
all our discoveries

if we will never
leave the nautilus?

- [ Organ music playing ]
- Oh, we will leave
the nautilus.

Has he told you so?

Not in so many words.
But I'm absolutely certain
he will let US go.

And you didn't tell me?

What I know,
I know in confidence.

I'm his friend

and proud
to call myself so.

I want to prove
that his trust in me
is not misplaced.

It's our one
realistic hope

of one day returning
to the world.

Sophie,

to ally yourself
with Mr. Ned land

is to guarantee
that we will never leave.

East-northeast, 21°.

Our oxygen
is replenished now.

Time to go below, Sophie,
professor aronnax.

Oh, must we go in
so soon?

- It's such
a beautiful day.
- Yes, beautiful.

It's just as beautiful
beneath the waves.

Well, if we must.

One could easily
form the impression

that you hate the world
above these waves,
captain Nemo.

I don't hate it.

I hate nothing.

I simply reject it.

And yet you have
to come up every day
to take your bearings in it.

Exactly where are we now,
captain Nemo?

Half a day's journey

and 900 meters above
the city of Atlantis.

No.

Well then,
shall we go below?

Atlantis?

Yes yes.

[ Low rumbling ]

Behold
mount Atlantis,

still raging,

still breathing fire, still refusing to die

9000 years after
surrendering to the ocean.

How hot are these waters
over Atlantis,
captain Nemo?

Too hot for divers--

211° fahrenheit,

close to
the boiling point.

Even the mighty nautilus
cannot linger here.

We must find a way to cool
the diving suits
sufficiently.

We must walk the streets
of Atlantis one day.

Imagine, Sophie,

all of Atlantis
at our feet!

We could
author a full volume
on that subject alone.

If you wish, professor,
you may comfortably
retire now.

The ship will be cool

with all this
fresh sea air
we are taking on.

I have much to enter
in my journal

before I can allow
myself that pleasure.

Good night, Sophie.

- Good night to you.
- Good night.

Sophie,

I must be candid.

I asked your father
if he would allow me

a moment's
private conversation
with you this evening

and he very
graciously agreed.

I should think I would be
the one to ask

about having private
conversations with me.

I thought
that the conversation
I had in mind

merited some formality.

Formality?

I wish to ask you
for your hand in
matrimony, Sophie.

You are proposing
marriage?

I am prepared to make you
queen of the nautilus.

You are the only woman
I have ever known

with whom I could share
my life completely.

You were sent to me.

Don't you see that?

It's ordained.

I couldn't possibly accept
your proposal,
captain Nemo.

I offer you the choice
between spending your life

aboard the nautilus
as my subject or my queen,

and you reject me.

You must hold me
in very low esteem,
my dear Sophie.

I am troubled
by your selfishness.

My selfishness?

The treasures you pile up--

the works of art,

the knowledge,

the power to change
so much of the world
for the better--

how can you bear to keep
all that to yourself

when you could be doing so much

to ease the suffering
of humanity?

It's monstrous.

Oh, I see.

You think me a monster.

Well, no wonder
you reject me.

Sophie,

would you do me the courtesy
of accompanying me below?

The full compendium
of all I have learned

and observed thus far,

an ongoing work--

suffering humanity
will benefit from it
very soon.

[ Sophie gasps ]

One million American
dollars in gold.

Tomorrow morning
I shall drop this off

at a designated point
above the ocean,

to be picked up by those
who fight on land

for what we fight for
under the sea.

You give it to them?

Do you really suppose
I toil

to collect these treasures
for selfish reasons?

I had no idea.

I knew
you were meant for me

the moment I saw you
in the water.

I didn't think life had
anything more to offer.

Good night,
captain Nemo.

Good night, Sophie.

So am I still
a monster?

I don't really
think so.

Sophie, go below.

What is it?

I said go below!

[ Alarm blaring ]

Hey!
Over here!

Nemo:
Get down from there!

Full speed ahead!

Stand by the helm!

Traitor!

I give you Liberty and this
is how you repay me?

You call it Liberty,
I call it slavery!

Take him away!

Aim!

Fire!

Fire at will!

Not this time,
farragut.

Dive!
Dive!

Fire!

How could you do
such a stupid thing, ned?

Well, you made your choice,
I made mine.

A fool's choice.

Father said he's
going to let US go.

And you believe that?

I believe in the end
he will do the decent
thing.

So you don't think
he tried to kill me?

No, I don't.

Well well...

I'm sure
you've got some important
scientific work to do.

Captain Nemo thinks
you need to be confined.

I'm inclined
to agree with him.

Well, it's nice to know
you're thinking about me.

I am you friend, ned,

if you'll allow me to be.

There.

They've locked ned up

like a common criminal.

He behaves like one.

It was entirely predictable.

He's just a fool.

Sophie, we have to let captain Nemo know

that we at least
are capable

of understanding
the objective situation.

What is the objective
situation, father?

That we have to make
the best of things.

You want me
to marry him?

I would not
stand in your way.

I see.

Sophie, Sophie,

Sophie, I'm trying to do
what's best for you.

What's best for me, father,

or what's best for you?

Maybe you're the one
that's being seduced.

Captain Nemo,

I must speak with you.

You look troubled,
professor.

But there is
nothing to fear,
I assure you.

I wish to speak to you
about Sophie.

Do you bring me
good news?

I have come to do my duty
as her father.

I have come to ask you
to withdraw your suit.

- [ Siren wailing ]
- Man: A lookout warning, sir.

Stand by to engage
the Lincoln, gentlemen.

Man:
Aye aye, sir.

What is it, father?
What's happening?

I don't know.
I think it's
the Abraham Lincoln.

Sophie.

Sophie, no.

Sophie!

I demand to know
what's going on.

Captain farragut.

I made a poor impression at our last encounter.

I intend to rectify that this time.

What is it
that you want,
captain Nemo?

Justice.

Ready the dahlgren.

Aim dahlgren.

Fire!

Weapons at the forward!

Aim and fire!

You can send
your mightiest,

but I will have
what is mine.

All hands
to the bow!

Fire at will!

Come on, farragut.

Fire at will!

Here I am.

Come on, farragut.

Yes!

Dahlgren, reload!

Father, he's going to
sink her.

It's all right, Sophie.
Remember, he only
wounds them

and sends them home
with their tails
between their legs.

Not this time.

It's all right.
It's all right.

It's all right.

Brandy?

Murderer!

No, Sophie, warrior.

Why, Nemo?

Why?

Why do you think I didn't
sink the Abraham Lincoln

during our
first encounter?

When she
limped back to port,

my enemies finally gave me
their full attention,

as I intended.

But they still thought
they could defeat me,

so they sent her back
to destroy me.

Well, now they will
understand

they can send
all the navies
of the world--

I will not be defeated.

How many men died
on that ship?

I'm not entirely sure,

but a frigate of
the Abraham Lincoln class

would carry
a minimum complement

of 650 men.

And you feel nothing?

Quite the contrary,
Sophie.

I feel a great joy.

Sophie.
Sophie.

A moment, professor...

My friend.

That ship fired
upon me unprovoked,

did it not?

That was an act of war,
was it not?

You knew I was at war.

I told you

the night you pledged me
your loyalty.

Do you remember,

my friend?

And where are you
taking US now?

I have some business
in the north Atlantic.

But our course takes US

near the Caribbean
trench

with depths of up to
5000 fathoms.

There,
as I promised,

you will have
an opportunity to prove

your theory
of static evolution.

Consider it the reward
of friendship.

To science!

I cannot raise my glass
with you, captain Nemo,

not to science,
nor to anything else.

I wish to see
Mr. Land.

Oh my god.
What have they done to you?

When the alarm sounded
they came straight in
to chain me.

Did he sink her?

Yes.

He's the devil himself.

I didn't let myself see
what was so plain to you.

- I'm sorry.
- Is it plain to you now?

And to your father?

Yes.

We have to escape.

We have to warn
the world.

Then don't waste any more
precious time with me.

You stay by Nemo's side,
both of you,

keep your eyes
and your ears open

and you look for a chance,
any chance.

I don't want to go
anywhere near that man.

Then we will remain
prisoners,

all of US.

I'll do
whatever I have to.

Why haven't
you released him
from those chains?

It's inhuman.

I am willing to release
Mr. Land altogether.

You are?

Well, secrecy is
no longer necessary.

After I cut off
the old world
from the new,

I'll put Mr. Land ashore
with my terms of surrender.

And what about
my father and me?

Your father too.

He will represent
my interests

and speak for my...
Good character.

And what are
your plans for me?

Don't be frightened,
Sophie.

A glorious destiny
awaits you.

Nemo: Good god.

Sophie:
A protoleviathan!

Get your father.

Well, professor,

it seems you were right.

Sophie: Whatever it is,
it's some kind of
pre-cetacean.

Aronnax:
So it would seem.

Have no fear.

We will direct
all our electrical power
to the hull.

Whatever it is,
it'll let go

as soon as it gets
a taste of this.

It will soon tire
of this game.

With all due respect,
captain,

I don't think so.

What do you mean?

This creature would be
completely unevolved
in any way.

It will be days, even weeks,

before it gives up trying to break open our shell.

How much air is left?
A day's worth?

Half a day at most.

We were just about
to surface.

Are you certain this thing
will not let US go?

I am.

Then we must kill it.

I'll arm my best divers.
Stay here.

It will take more than
your Nemo guns.

You underestimate
the concentrated firepower

of my weapons,
professor.

Now you shall see,
professor,

what my Nemo guns
can do in combination.

- My god!
- What's happening?

It's beginning to feed!

[ Divers screaming ]

Horrible.
Those poor men.

Nemo, listen to me.

The air is turning foul.

We have one chance
at best.

You must prepare
an explosive charge--

a charge
that must penetrate

directly
into the palate.

You say penetrate,

as a harpoon
might penetrate.

You are not sending
ned out there.

Go to your quarters.

- I will not!
- I said go to your quarters!

I will time the cycles

while you make
the preparations.

If you kill it,
I will let you go.

You have my word.

Yeah, see, I thought you
could do anything, Nemo.

Why don't you
kill it yourself?

Are you frightened,
Mr. Harpoonist?

No, not particularly.

But you are.

Save the nautilus

and you shall have
your Liberty...

And Sophie.

You know the funny thing
about you?

You really are
a man of your word,
aren't you?

Can you tell me something,
man to man?

You did try to kill me,
didn't you?

The diving crew smeared
rendered blubber
on your suit...

Containing
the sexual hormones

of a mating blue shark.

[ Chuckles ]

I'll meet you
in the dive room.

How did you get free?

You lied to me.

I was lying to myself,

not to you.

You're going,
aren't you?

There is nothing
you can say, so...

You should
save your breath.

Ned.

Ned!

[ Gasps ]

He's done it!

Well done!
You did it!
Well done!

So you slew the dragon
after all.

Yeah, I guess I did.

[ Sighs ]

Captain Nemo,

let US sail
to the nearest land.

Put an end
to this mad dream.

The nautilus isn't
just a ship, professor.

It's a refuge.

We've severed all ties
with the land.

I have your word
that you'll set US free.

You're free to go...

All of you.

Mobilis in mobile.

[ Air hissing ]

- Aronnax: My god.
- Ned: He's tricked US.

Clear the decks!

Look.
Look.

What is it?

Ned:
It's a raft.
Come on, swim.

Swim.

Come, Sophie.
Hold on.

Everything will be
fine, Sophie.

We will be fine.

Set a course
for the coral forest.

We will carry on.

Aronnax:
When we get
safely home

will anyone believe
our story?

I can't say.

Nor can I say
what happened
to the nautilus.

Is captain Nemo
still alive?

I hope so.

I hope he's made his peace
beneath the ocean,

his adopted country.

If his destiny
is strange,

it is also sublime.

As it is written in
the book of ecclesiastes:

"Who can fathom
the depths of the abyss?"

[ Orchestral music playing ]