[wind howling]
- This cold isn't something we can tame.
We did this to our climate.
[dramatic music]
Now only the Earth herself can restart her warm heart.
I believe we can find her pulse again.
And my biggest fear...
isn't dying out here.
It's that the cold-hearted among us will crush that hope
before I can prove it.
♪
[engine buzzing]
[engine revving]
[sighs]
[grunting]
♪
[beeping]
All right, all right.
♪
[grunting]
♪
Breslauer Research Station.
The temperature
is minus 122.6 Celcius.
I'm 11,000 feet above sea level,
dangling from a thin umbilical.
[panting]
Many miles from Snowpiercer...
1,034 cars long.
[breathing heavily]
[dramatic music]
♪
[door closes]
[unsettling music]
♪
[breathing heavily]
♪
There you are.
Okay.
[grunts]
[breathing quickens]
♪
- Mommy? Are you there?
There's a monster under my bed.
Mommy.
Where are you? Mommy?
Mommy, there's a monster.
Mom?
- [breathing heavily]
All right. All right.
♪
[grunts]
[dramatic music]
♪
[pneumatic hiss]
I found the bodies of two of the scientists
stationed here at the Freeze...
one male, shot in the head...
the other a woman who slit her wrists.
Must've been a grim place to face the end of the world.
But at first light, I have to power it back up,
patch my batteries into the solar array.
Then I'll go back down
for the sled I left behind with my rations.
[wind howling]
[suspenseful music]
♪
[gasping]
♪
[beeping]
Okay.
[groans]
[grunts]
[machinery whirring]
[exhales sharply]
Thank you.
[rumbling]
[wind howling]
♪
[sighs]
[ethereal music]
- In the old time,
the future seemed multifaceted.
We had careers, families, personal aspirations,
places to go, friends to see, bucket lists--
the hum of human dreams we took for granted.
But we were sleepwalking,
just one step away
from trading all those possible futures
for the shared fate of the Freeze.
- I thought I'd find you here.
- It's a beautiful thing we've created.
- Ah. Depends how we define "created."
Well, I suppose you might deserve a little credit.
You're the glue.
You put all Snowpiercer's pieces together.
She's just as much yours as she is mine.
And you will never hear me repeat that in public.
[cork pops]
- Whatever your investors need to hear, Joseph.
- Oh, they heard it.
My "Engine Eternal."
- Depends how we define "eternal."
- [chuckles] Now, now...
let's not ruin the moment.
- That's not possible,
because now...
we finally get to drive her.
[exhales deeply]
[dramatic music]
[pneumatic hiss]
[sighs] Okay.
[scoffs]
♪
[sighs]
♪
[scoffs]
- Mommy? Where's the food?
Did you go to the store?
I'm hungry.
♪
- Ah, so that's where that arm went.
♪
[chuckles]
♪
You're exhausted.
Or is it this thin mountain air
that's playing tricks on your mind?
- [exhales deeply]
- So, with your supplies under that avalanche,
all you have left is one ration pack...
one bag of sweeties from Ben...
and an arm.
- I'll manage without the arm.
- Really? That seems a bit optimistic.
According to the logbooks,
our fine young cannibals out there
were climate scientists.
They came out at the start of the Freeze
looking for a way to survive CW-7--
well, the effects of it.
Apparently they didn't succeed,
though she did hang on for five months.
- I only have to make it one.
- Hmm.
- [panting]
♪
[beeping]
[electronics whirring]
♪
[unsettling music]
- Afraid to look upon your predecessors' visage?
- Just don't want to see it.
- Because they had a little girl.
You've acquired a... sentimental streak, Melanie.
You're a lot more useful
when you're naive and ambitious.
- Snowpiercer should be releasing
the first of her weather balloons
right about now.
I am...
patched into the climate-modeling program.
Just need to link to the balloon
from the radio tower.
Feed it enough data points to extrapolate a model.
- [echoing] Well, if anyone can kludge together
a heuristic climate model, it's you, my dear.
Shame you have to rely on Ben, though, hmm?
And his balloons.
And that Spaniard.
[laughing] Come on.
- You know Javi's Colombian.
- Oh, well, perhaps that's where
you'll find our fabled Eden.
- And he didn't know we were stealing the train from you.
- Hmm.
- Actually, we were two days down the track
before he figured it out.
- This is nice, isn't it?
Jousting?
[echoing] Keeps your mind off the hunger.
[laptop chirping]
[laptop beeping]
[computer chimes]
Yes!
- Seems a long way to Eden.
- It's a start.
♪
[device beeping]
[unsettling music]
♪
- Lost your biscuit?
- I must've eaten it.
- [echoing] I know you don't believe that.
- No.
I didn't eat that cracker.
- Which begs the question...
who did?
Perhaps our cannibals are hungry.
Either that, or you're cracking up, Engineer.
- Tell me you aren't really doing this.
With everything else we need, you're working on your brothel?
- Not a brothel. A Nightcar!
- This train is now an ark for humanity,
not your personal indulgences.
- Can't it be both?
[chuckles]
Art onstage...
and entertainment in the back.
It sustains the soul, Melanie...
and it's a release valve to keep everyone under control.
- The resources that you're wasting on this
could sustain 20 more people that we're going to need.
Ticketing says you removed half of my geneticists
from the passenger list.
- We have more important priorities.
- Like what?
Like...your security?
- I promised you-- all guns will be confiscated
and thrown from the train.
But the Jackboots will keep order.
3,000 souls stuffed into a 10-mile steel tube--
you think they're all gonna suddenly
start singing "Kumbaya"?
- I think that if we are going to save humankind,
we need people who actually know
how to save humankind.
- How many? - Six geneticists...
and next of kin--12 total.
Just cut 12 Jackboots.
- I'll cut six. - [scoffs]
Joseph, please...
There are gonna be more important things than order.
- Nothing's more important than order.
- Do you even believe in any of this?
- Clearly, I've been working you too hard...
which is why I will forgive what you just said.
Snowpiercer has only one Head Engineer--her creator.
She runs on my order.
And if you can't accept that, then...
your family can stay behind.
Is that clear?
[chuckles] You can't--
you can't sugarcoat the end of the world, Melanie.
Not everything's going to be fine,
but I promise you...
you will survive.
♪
- Thank you, Joseph.
[computers humming]
- It's been ten days since I arrived.
If I had food... [chuckles]
This would be a glowing report.
With each new probe, the system has more data,
and I coax a climate model.
The picture's far from complete.
Now the question...
is whether I can survive long enough
to finish painting it.
[wind howling]
[unsettling music]
♪
- Hunger's a bitch, ain't it?
You're getting a little taste
of what you did to us back in the Tail.
Not to rub it in.
- No, you're rubbing it in.
- Yeah, I am.
Those bodies might have a little freezer burn,
but I wouldn't let that put you off.
No judgment here.
- I'm not resorting to cannibalism.
- Give yourself another week with no food.
- I've got food.
[distant clatter]
[suspenseful music]
♪
- [squeaking]
- [gasps]
♪
[grunting]
- You know this is crazy, right?
- Yep.
- It's been seven years. How could anything be alive?
- It shouldn't be.
- So either something did survive out there,
which is a miracle, or...
- I'm losing it?
- You said it, not me.
♪
- Oh! Very nice.
Looks like something a Tailie would've cooked up.
- That's what I'm talking about.
[panting]
[wind howling]
I've been thinking about the three bodies I found.
- Torrid affair.
Arthur was the first to go.
The fellow with the bullet in his brainpan.
The other two got rid of him.
- He was her husband. - Really?
- The woman who killed herself. - How'd you find that out?
- He's the guy on the screensaver.
- Oh, I like that twist.
- Maybe he got sick. - Yes.
She and the other fellow knew he was a goner.
Every day he lingered on was another day
he was consuming food they needed.
- [softly] So they put him out of his misery.
- Shot to the head.
She sacrificed him, Melanie...
Like you did to me. - [sighs]
She made the right decision.
- I knew you'd say that.
- What else could she do?
[crowd shouting indistinctly]
[suspenseful music]
- There's thousands of 'em.
We need reinforcements at the main gate.
- Where's Javi?
- Engine room.
How did they find out departure time?
- It's 45 below and getting colder by the minute, you know.
[phone rings] Where else are they gonna go?
It's Engineer Cavill again.
Has the transport with my family arrived yet?
I need to know the moment they're on the train.
- What the hell's going on downtrain?
- Wait. - I told you.
- Can you get me Tail Command? - Both of you!
More security! - Hold on.
- We're about to be overrun before we leave the station.
- Commander Grey's on the line.
- Right.
Is that you, old Blood and Thunder?
What's the story back there?
- The perimeter fence is holding, sir,
but more just keep coming.
We fired live rounds,
but it won't hold much longer.
- If they break through... you unleash hell on them.
You do whatever it takes to hold them back.
Is that clear? - Yes, sir.
All necessary force.
- Last train to Clarksville, people.
- My family isn't on board yet.
- And we still need 30 minutes
to finish cycling up the engine, sir.
[man shouting indistinctly outside]
- Who the hell is this?
[tense music]
- We're scientists! We have tickets!
[rat squeaking frantically]
[trap clacks]
- [gasps]
You're real. - Yes!
Way to go, Mel.
I know a great recipe for her.
Him.
- I have a better idea.
[dramatic music]
♪
[rat squeaking]
♪
[grunting]
[saw whirring]
♪
Frickin' amazing.
[gasps]
- It's a geothermal vent.
- The warmth kept them alive?
- That fissure looks like it has a fresh crack in it.
Must have opened up in the Freeze.
- I bet you're right.
I guess the rats came with the people,
but they found it first.
- But then you found them.
- [exhales sharply] It's a miracle.
- [scoffs]
It's life, Mom.
[Melanie humming]
- Yum. - [chuckles]
- Seven years hiding and procreating
in a steam vent, and now straight into our stomachs.
- Yeah, well...
zero regrets.
- I like your chances better now.
The vent can supplement your heat
and allow more power for your databases.
- Doing everything I can.
Still a lot of track between us.
- What will you do without your sled to meet us?
- I'll walk back to the track...
pack a battery and the hard drive on the sled.
I could make it there and back if I had to.
[wind howling outside]
- Mom?
I think I understand now...
Why you had to leave me in Chicago.
[tense music]
♪
- What are your orders, sir?
[crowd shouting indistinctly]
They say they're ticketed.
They've got chips!
- They are my geneticists.
You agreed to have them... - What?
- On board, and we need them.
- I agreed you could have six.
Right now we need six Jacks more.
- I am not going without all of them, Joseph.
You know what? We don't have time to discuss it.
Let's just get everyone on board.
- You're right.
There's no time.
Terminate them.
[group screaming]
[dark music]
♪
Never forget, Melanie.
The train runs on my order.
Estimated time of departure?
- 28 minutes. - Good.
Now I'm going downtrain.
And we're going to open fire on the main gate, too.
You just finish the damn cycle-up...
and be ready to depart.
- She'll be ready.
- Good.
We'll take the Jeep.
- [stammers]
♪
[sighs]
[device beeping]
[laptop beeping]
[laptop chirps, chimes]
[distant clatter]
Come on.
[wind howling]
[metal rattling]
Ping.
[distant clang]
[gasps]
[suspenseful music]
[panting]
♪
[wind whistling]
♪
- You're having quite the day, aren't you?
Now you've lost your balloon data.
- No, no, no, no, no!
- I bet you're feeling a bit
like our friend out in the snow.
You know, the woman who, uh...
- Oh, shut up.
- Suicide in that manner, I've--I've grown to respect...
depending on the circumstances, of course.
Sometimes it--it transforms.
- What are you even talking about?
- Ah, you wouldn't understand.
I've no respect for her, though.
She left her child behind, you know.
- She did it to be with her child,
because she thought that they would be reunited.
- Sentimentality.
Same reason she couldn't eat her husband.
And for what? Her mission failed.
She sacrificed her family, her humanity, everything,
just like you.
- This mission is not done.
Alex is meeting me at the cold lock.
- Ah, yes. Get back to Alex.
Save her from the monster.
[scoffs] - I'll catch another rat.
I'll make it two more weeks, you sack of shit.
- I find it telling, this notion
you're such a better human than me.
I saved the daughter you left behind.
Perhaps a-a little gratitude is in order?
- [yells]
[exhaling deeply]
[wind howling]
[tense music]
♪
- [grunts]
They should be with four bodyguards.
My par--
my parents are elderly.
[crowd shouting indistinctly]
- Drop those, now!
- Yes, my--my daughter is eight.
If they're not checked in, I need you to look for them.
Hello! Hello!
[receiver clatters]
I don't think they're here yet.
- Engine, come in. Engine, come in.
[static crackling] Engine, come in.
- This is the Engine.
- I've lost contact with Commander Grey.
I'm driving uptrain to see him.
As soon as I get off, we leave.
- Roger that. Ready to leave in six minutes.
We can roll in one minute, Mel.
- [scoffs] I'm going down there.
- You have to make the call to go.
- Alex might be trying to get on board.
- You can't get off this train, Mel.
I am not leaving you here. - Ben, let me go.
- I have to go. - We can't let that monster
be in charge of what's left of humanity.
You want to steal the train and save the future?
We have to go now.
[distant gunfire]
[distant crowd screaming]
♪
- All aboard.
All ticketed passengers, please board.
Snowpiercer departs at precisely 0000 hours.
♪
Release the brake.
[keys clacking] - Disengaging brakes.
- Snowpiercer departs in ten...
nine, eight, seven,
six, five...
- Off the train! Throw 'em off the train!
- Three, two, one...
departure.
♪
[voice breaking] Engaging the Engine.
[somber music]
♪
[sobs softly]
[whispering] Forgive me.
♪
Forgive me.
♪
[wind howling]
[metal rattling]
[grunts]
[groans]
[grunting]
[suit alarm beeping]
[suspenseful music]
♪
[grunts]
Shit.
♪
[computer beeping]
[hopeful music]
[crying]
Yeah.
It's working. It's working.
♪
[sobs]
[laughs]
Time to turn around and hurry back, Snowpiercer.
- [panting]
[wind howling]
[grunting]
[dramatic music]
♪
[radio clicks]
Snowpiercer.
Snowpiercer, come in.
You should be in range by now.
Do you copy? It's Melanie.
[static crackling]
♪
[radio clicks]
Snowpiercer, Snowpiercer.
Do you copy?
[static crackling]
Snowpiercer.
I'm prepared to rendezvous for pickup.
[radio clicks] Ben?
[static crackling]
[radio clicks] Alex?
[static crackling]
[radio clicks] I have the climate model.
[static crackling]
[radio clicks]
Allie...
[sighs]
I tried. [scoffs]
[voice breaking] I r-really tried.
And...
I thought this time would be different.
I thought I would get back to you.
So...
Please forgive me.
[static crackling]
[sighs]
- You gave up everything for us...
for the world.
[softly] You don't have to be sorry anymore...
not to me...
not to anyone.
Snowpiercer couldn't have made it this far without you.
And you and I would never have gotten this chance.
- Thank you.
[somber music]
♪
[crying softly]
♪
[static crackling]
♪
[rumbling]
[panting]
Snowpiercer. [gasps]
Snowpiercer! Do you hear me?
[dramatic music]
Snowpiercer.
You need to slow your roll.
♪
You need to slow your roll! Do you hear me?
Stop! [electricity crackling]
[brakes squealing]
♪
- [muffled] Mom! Mom!
♪
[breathing quickens]
♪