Snowpiercer (2020–…): Season 3, Episode 2 - The Last to Go - full transcript

Layton goes on the hunt, as Wilford works to boost morale; the resistance discovers a threat that could undermine everything they've worked for.

When the cold comes for you,

the blood stops running to your limbs.

It pools up inside
to keep your organs warm.

My first love told me that.

An offshore roughnecker he was.
Tall and lean, and tough as whitleather.

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

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

- Let's go.
- Right.

- Move it.
- Okay.

Uh, yeah, that was some shit.

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 the back.

♪ Ain't no sunshine when she's gone ♪

♪ It's not warm when she's away ♪

♪ Ain't no sunshine
When she's gone ♪

♪ And she's always gone too long ♪

♪ Anytime she goes away ♪

Big day, friends.

- Big day, sir.
- Mmm.

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?

Hundred percent.

Yes, how is this for the occasion?
It's very, um, Manhattan Project.

Fine, fine.

Put down the lint brush
and hand me my towel.

Pardon me. We do have 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, um, dehydrated, malnourished,
her blood pressure's low.

She's probably got
radiation poisoning, so…

Hey. You wanna talk about
what happened out there?

Yeah, when you two almost died.

No, when we kissed.

I got a baby on the way,
and I made a promise to Zarah.

- I don't need to talk about it.
- No, me either.

Ben's got the data.
Shall we see if it's been worth it?

Yeah. Yes.

I still don't get how it's possible
to survive eight years out there.

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 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.

Well, that's O-for-five 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 enough food to get there.

- We've got another mouth to feed.
- It's time to get our train back.

We find them, reconnect to the train,
we lead everybody to the new hot spot.

I'm far less concerned
with taking her, than keeping her.

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.

Okay. No, it's okay. I got it.

Hey, no, you're all right.
Hey, you're all right.

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

It's all right, yeah.

Uh, hi.

My name's Andre Layton.

We kind of met already,
uh, fighting in the nuclear plant.

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 gonna hurt you,
you're on Snowpiercer.

Snowpiercer?

Am I… Am I dreaming?

Not unless we all are.

- The train survived?
- Let me show you. Can you walk?

Just up here.

Who is that?

You lost the privilege
to ask questions.

Oh, come on, Bess. Were they outside?

How's your head? Bet it hurts.

Not as bad as when you broke my nose.

Where's Mr. Wilford, the Great Engineer?

Uh, yeah, we don't know.
There's two trains now.

There's a woman in a cage.

It's a long, complicated story.
You've got one too, and I wanna 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.

Ten percent 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. Ten percent.

Confirmed, ten percent.

Initiate countdown.

Initiate countdown.

We're all clear.

Initiating countdown.

Two minutes.

Brought your little friend back.

Shouldn't 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.

Are you sure it's not just a heater?

- You all right?
- Yes, thanks. I'm just cold.

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

We 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.

I think that was the thing.

Whoo!

Well done, Kevin. Well done, crew.

Yes!

♪ Out on the water ♪

♪ In the dark of night ♪

♪ Love will guide you home ♪

♪ When your heart has been broken ♪

♪ Torn open wide ♪

♪ Love will guide you home… ♪

- 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.

- All it cost was a pair of heavy socks.
- Put it on me.

You gotta 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 now.

Okay.

Lilah Junior and Mr. Osweiller
are here to see you.

Ah, bring them.

- He's wearing a tie.
- Mmm?

My young denizens of the Nightcar.

- 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 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.

No, we're not expecting anything.

- We don't even...
- I am.

And 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?
- We could all use a little respite.

- Maybe an extra ration or...
- 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.

Ah… Zarah, go see the Cakemaker.

- You put the Cakemaker in Compost.
- Then get him out. We're getting married.

Get him a shower and anything
he needs from the bakery, okay?

Thank you. Thank you.

What the hell are you doing here?

Wilford's building a weapon.
You know anything about that?

I know he's up to something, but no.

Well, Ruth saw Javi working on it,
so she wants to make contact with him.

I told you guys, Javi won't talk to me.

He hasn't been the same
since that dog attack.

Well, we all got scars.
It's Ruth's call. She wants to see him.

Hitting the monitor does not
tend to affect the satellite's geosync.

What it does do is make me feel better,
but we're all falling out of orbit.

How do you find a needle in a haystack?

Thank God, it's only a haystack.

- You have any theories?
- I have one theory.

That he is following us?

That's a pretty good
psychological assumption.

If he is following us, we're back
on the main line in a day or so.

As we came through here,
our satellite coverage improved.

Maybe we see him then.

And he sees us?

Your mum would be proud
of how you handled the train yesterday.

I don't really think so,
Ben, but thank you.

Alex, we found a survivor.

Maybe we can hope for a miracle.

She's gone, Ben.

It's all right.

Hey.

Tell me who she is.

At least tell me what you're looking for.

What did you find?

Just, uh, in here.

I've made it up for you.

It's, uh… It's so warm.

- Thank you, uh…
- Josie.

Josie. Josie.

Sorry, it's, uh…
It's been a long time since I spoke.

It's all right. It'll all come back.

You made it. I mean… Wow.

You all right?

Hey.

You all right?

How close you ever come
to freezing to death?

Uh…

I guess no less than most of us.

Is it like they say?

Yeah.

You start to relax. It goes warm.

You see things.

Mmm-hmm. Okay.

Like, uh, trees?

Dragon's blood tree. Grass.

I could feel the sun.

It was the place we're looking for.

Well, I'm glad
you came back 'cause it wasn't.

No, look, these trees
only grow in the Gulf of Aden,

right here in the middle
of our Arabian warm spot.

I'd never even heard
of a dragon's blood tree before,

but I saw it.

Are you saying you had a vision?

- I'm just telling you what happened.
- You tell anyone else?

- No.
- Good.

Keep it on the rails.

You had a close call,
something popped out of your memory.

Some tree you learned about
in high school.

Yeah. Yeah, you're probably right. Thanks.

Yeah. Okay.

Another day,
another near-death experience, right?

Okay.

- Love you, buddy.
- Yeah.

We're on
a different tack today, Kevin.

A charm offensive.

What do you think?

Too much red?

Never enough red, sir.

I agree.

- Why'd you say that?
- Say what?

What?

"Folger-Osweiller."

I just said it. I didn't know
he'd put it on the register.

Yeah, well, it's his wedding now.

- I knew he'd do this.
- So what?

We get to be king and queen
of everything for a day.

He's using us, LJ.

He's investing in us.

I would've been very happy
with something small.

Sing you a song, a few of us.
That wasn't on the table, was it?

Yeah, because we don't have any friends.

I wanna be in a power couple.
We could run this train one day.

- LJ, Jesus!
- What?

Old people keep dying off,
there's barely any young people left.

And soon, we'll have to rule them.

It's our wedding day.
Do you ever stop conniving?

- Conniving is good.
- Fine!

Connive away!
It's too late to call it off now,

'cause Wilford would have
my head out a port, wouldn't he?

Don't walk away from me!

Oz?

Javi?

Javi?

You can talk to me. No one is here.

Engineer, Wilford wants you down in First.

But I'm on shift.

I don't know. That's what he wants,
so put it on autopilot and off you go.

You look beautiful.

- It's your big day.
- Would you leave it?

I don't care
if it looks like shit. Just leave it.

Oh, dear. I heard the bride
might be blue, but blue in the face?

Excuse me.

Yes,
that will be best, thank you.

Now, now, here.
Now, tell me what you fought about?

"You're always conniving."
He thinks I'm selfish and I'm cruel.

I have to be sometimes, don't I?

It's why I wanted you in the Nightcar, LJ.

You're a realist.
You understand someone always gets hurt.

Yes, it's like,
I don't say it out loud, but c'est la vie.

He also probably thinks
I'm taking over the whole ceremony.

Do you understand
why your wedding is important to me?

Helps keep everyone in line.

Yes. They see there's only one way,
the way I do things.

You see, on the train,
the old laws and morality,

they don't matter as much as… what?

- Loyalty.
- That's right.

Loyalty to the train.

Now, save the crocodile tears
for the ceremony.

Make a show of it, for me.

I will.

See you soon.

Lovely spot for your wedding bed.

Thank you. We, uh, did it ourselves.

Come.

Sit down. Come on.

Young, tumultuous love, I know it well.

Well, the tumultuous part,
not the young bit anymore.

But LJ's upset.

Yeah, well, it's, uh…

Pre-wedding jitters.

We'll be fine. Yeah.

Well, I am rather protective of her.

So I had a long look
at Mr. Roche's personnel records,

and you were an opportunistic boy in blue.

Well, ran a few side hustles. Yes, sir.

Ah, an entrepreneur with a vicious streak.

Good qualities in a Nightcar manager.

And yet…

these hands…

play piano so beautifully.

Part of you just yearns to be an artiste,

warbling the saddest of songs.

Well, I didn't grow up
in what you'd call a creative environment.

You found your voice.

Piano man, hmm?

And his ginger wife behind the bar.

You're my team here.

We understand that.

We do.

Your Brakeman shakedown move, remember?

Squeeze mine too.

Go on. Squeeze them.

Harder.

Harder. Give them some basso profundo.

Now, what are your hands for, hmm?

Crushing balls.

And caressing your wife.

When that's done,
by all means, tickle the ivories.

Because you're very talented.

I mean that.

Papers.

Bag.

Mr. De la Torre. Just me.

Long time no see.

Ruth? But you…

You're on the other train.

No, I've been here the whole time.
I've been helping the passengers.

Doing my bit for our friends out there.

You shouldn't be here.

Oh, Javi.

- Oh, I'm sorry...
- No, no, no…

Engineer, I just…
I just need your help, please.

The thing that you're working on
back there, what is it? What does it do?

It's gonna stop Layton dead.

- I need to go back to the dog, I'm sorry.
- No, not yet.

Tell me how it works.

- No. No! No!
- Javi? Javi!

Gorgeous.

Welcome, brave passengers,
workers, all now.

It's my great pleasure
to pause our labors,

and spend time in union.

The union today by marriage,

of Lilah Folger Junior
and John Christopher Osweiller.

I know these have been
cold miles of deprivation.

And discipline is harsh.

You've paid in frostbite,

and loved ones lost to influenza.
May they rest in peace.

So it's time we celebrate a win, isn't it?

Old World matrimony.

Everyone, fill a glass.
There's enough for every soul.

Extra hot food too.

- I'll be back.
- Okay.

Raise a glass up and down
our train for Lilah and John.

Come on. Cheers.

Everyone now.

To our unbreakable pact with the train.

To loyalty

and your contract with me.

To survive.

Wilford! Wilford!

Sounds like
an electromagnetic pulse weapon.

Never actually seen one before.

- But you do know how it works?
- Yeah.

It sends out an electromagnetic pulse
killing the electronics on Snowpiercer,

leaving Layton dead in the water.

So while this wedding is happening,
let's try and make it not do that.

- You got a manual?
- Come on, Lights.

I told the lady you're good
at this kind of thing.

Disarming EMPs?

Yeah.

What?

Where you going, Javi?

- Back to the dog.
- Ah-ah.

Where are you coming from?

Final data collection.

Can I go?

Mmm-hmm.

Come with me.

Follow me.

You too.

Now, I ask you
to take the sacred steps

in union with the Eternal Engine.

These four steps represent
the path humanity has taken.

From grass

to ice.

- From ice to steel.
- From ice to steel.

And from steel to the lights…

of the Eternal Engine.

Anyone come through here?

That dog-faced engineer's
here all the time.

But he's in and out.

Well, we'll check it anyway.

Wouldn't this wedding
be a great distraction for the enemy?

I have no idea how to disarm this thing.

Just start messing with it.

- That's your plan?
- You're my plan.

Jackboots and teal coming!

- What?
- They'll pin us back here. Let's go.

We gotta go. Let's go.

- Come on.
- No. You need to keep working on it.

What are you gonna do?

I'll need to run interference
or we're all stuck back here.

They won't keep coming if they see me.

Just disable it,
and give Layton a fighting chance.

- Ruth...
- That is an order, Mr. Pike.

You're in charge now.

I believe in you.

Congratulations.

That's nice.

You.

Yes, Kevin. It's me.

The one you've been
looking for all this time.

Running around like a chicken
with your head cut off.

I'm surrendering.

I'm cold and I'm starving. So, come on.

You get to be the hero
without ever lifting a finger.

Take her.

There were 34 of us to start,

eking it out
on the plant's residual power.

Korean scientists,

foreign nuclear technicians like me.

Some of our families too.

Marauders killed about half of us
before they died out. And then...

Marauders?

And then the cold or radiation poisoning
took the rest of us.

My nephew, he was 15 years old.

He was the last to go.

He had thyroid cancer.

By the end, he was begging me to kill him.

That was about four years ago.

After that…

I…

I lost time.

I stopped hoping, stopped thinking.

It's like someone
other than me lived down there.

Then I turned my eyes on you.

I hate to tell you this,

but humankind
hasn't exactly evolved in your absence.

You pushed past what was safe,
even sane, to rescue me.

Why?

I'm just glad I did.

We're still basically blind.

We had picture last time we came out here.

The satellites
continue to degrade.

- Options?
- Wait, there's options?

We go back directly to the main line,

where we either see physical signs
they're in front of us,

or we know they're behind us.

Or we parallel the main line,

hoping the signal improves enough
so we can glimpse them on the sat.

- Second route.
- Roger that.

And, um, you picked that based on what?

Another vision?

No, I mean, there's gotta be
more options off the main line, right?

Yeah.

♪ You leapt from crumbling bridges ♪

♪ Watching cityscapes turn to dust ♪

♪ Filming helicopters crashing
In the ocean ♪

♪ From way above ♪

♪ Got the music in you, baby
Tell me why ♪

♪ Got the music in you, baby
Tell me why ♪

♪ You've been locked in there forever ♪

♪ And you just can't say goodbye ♪

She sacrificed for us.
So now, we gotta kill this thing.

- Okay?
- The laptop patch is in here.

So we can't hack the software.

Maybe we can disrupt
the power supply, mess with it.

Looks like an arming sequence.

Whoa!

- It's live.
- Oh, shit!

- I think it's at full pulse.
- I can see that.

I can't turn it down.

It's not stopping.

Well…

I knew it had to be someone
with acumen for rail logistics.

But to be honest,
I'm more impressed with how low you went

to grovel it out in the bowels.

Well, I do try not to disappoint, sir.

If you'd only stayed loyal.

I am loyal.

To something bigger than you.
You've got it all wrong, Mr. Wilford.

I hear that all the time, and then I win.

Winning isn't leading.

Loyalty isn't enough on its own.

It has to come with love.
And not the kind that you feed off.

Unconditional love.
Sacrifice, for each and every passenger.

- Oh, God!
- You can't ignore love.

You can't predict it either.

We gotta get this thing out that door.

- We don't have door codes or breach suits.
- Uh, thinking. Uh…

Year two rebellion.

They sealed the subtrain doors on us,
but we compromised the hinges.

Go.

Here.

Strong Boy, get it ready.

Okay. Clear. Come on.

Let's go.

Ready!

They're preparing the port for you now.

I'll make sure
they mount the cuff nice and high

where prosthetics are impossible.

Wouldn't wear one anyway.

Come on. You got it?

Okay, run. Run, sister, run.

Go.

The irony is,
I built the ports in as an idle threat.

Never expected to use them.

You did.

Thirteen times.

I'll pay my penance.

You can have my arm.

- Whoa.
- Whoa.

I wonder, what on earth could that be?

Electromagnetic?

Triangulating.

Well, that's the signature.
It's gotta be them.

Yes, it is.
Five hundred and twenty kilometers west.

They're on the main line.

That's a lot better
than seeing them on sat.

Yeah? So it means Wilford can't see us.

We got the drop on him.

- Well, Wilford hates surprises.
- Good.

Let's go give him one.

I built something for you.

Something that would have
saved countless lives.

We could have snuffed out
Layton's pirate train

without firing a shot.

Now, thanks to a rat

found hiding in the pipes,

when this war comes,

you're all going to bleed.

It's back to broadswords
and shields because of you.

Ready when you are, sir.

Let's get it bloody off then.

They're back. They're back.

- Battle stations!
- Let's go!

Battle stations, you dogs!

Come on!