01x04 - Episode 4

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I understand now that my attempt to
circumnavigate the world in 80 days

is not going to be without some
extremely serious obstacles.

I had a friend who always said
any one of us can achieve anything.

What was his name?

Hers, actually.
A mysterious woman?

She has a travelling companion,
Jane Digby.

The Bedouin bed-hopper.

His job was to write the truth.
My father chose to write lies.

My oldest and dearest friend
may not be a hero after all.

There can be no forgiveness.

Passepartout!

I k*lled a man, monsieur.
I know you did.

I made a wager. A bet - that is
still all you care about?

£10,000.
20,000.

I'm coming into money,

more than enough to make this
unpleasantness go away.

I have a friend who is very keen

that our Mr Fogg doesn't make it
back to London on Christmas Eve.

What do I have to do?

BELL CLANGS, FLY BUZZES

FLIES BUZZ

It's preposterous. I've half a mind
to blame you, Miss Fix.

It was there in black
and white in the Telegraph -

the rail line had been completed
across India.

It was your article, Miss Fix.

I didn't actually build
the railway myself,

I merely reported its existence.

But it does not exist.

You are the most infuriatingly
glass-half-empty person.

She's right, you've been like
a bear with a sore head

ever since Yemen.

Where is this village?

Another thing that does not exist.

FOGG CALLS OUT

It's in my eye! It's in my
eye! There's a fly in my actual eye!

An actual fly in my eye!

Monsieur, if we get back on
the train it will return us

to that lovely hotel in Bombay where

the chilled beer glasses
are always full.

You mean give up?

We are NOT giving up.

We just need something
to hold on to.

Some sort of sign.

Oh!

Hello!

We're looking for
the village of Narupani.

Wait!

Narupani?

Ah! Narupani!

Thank you.

Hello.

Hello.

Hello, hello. Hello.

Nice to meet you all.

Thank you. Pleasure.

Oh, look at that. Oh, that's lovely.

What a wonderful place.

Hello.

Welcome.

Thank you. Hello.

We are preparing the village for
a wedding.

Oh, how splendid.

In that case you'll be relieved to
know we won't be imposing on you.

This is the bride.
My daughter, Samanaz.

Warmest congratulations on your
impending nuptials, young lady.

Now, we need to get ourselves rather
urgently to Allahabad.

The groom, Arjan.

Phileas Fogg, pleased to meet you.
My travelling companion,

Miss Fix. My valet, Passepartout.

You will be our very special guests.

Oh, no time for that, I'm afraid.
Time is of the essence.

We are attempting to travel
around the world in 80 days.

Why?

Why? Because...

That's not important.

We need a guide to take us
over the hills to Allahabad

so we can catch another train
to Calcutta.

In the morning I will give you
our guide. Not in the morning,

I'm afraid, now.

Manners, Mr Fogg.

I'm so sorry, madame,
I forget myself.

We can pay our way, of course.

Everyone in the village
is going to the wedding.

There can be no exceptions.

This is where you
will spend the night.

This is very generous of you, but...

I absolutely insist.

You will take my room.

Oh, no, no, no, we can't
take your own rooms.

You are our guest.

Well, it's absolutely wonderful.

There's even a couch for
you, Passepartout.

I will let you wash
after your journey.

We will leave in the morning, yes?

This way.

You are travelling unmarried?

Yes, I am. For 80 days.

Or 80 years, if I'm lucky.

This is beautiful.

Thank you.
And you are a journalist?

Shocking, isn't it?

You can do your writing
over there if you like.

Right.

I guess I'd better get started.

I don't betray my friends.

Friends? Is that really
what they are?

If we leave at dawn
and this guide is any good at all,

there's still a chance we'll
make it to Allahabad.

Maybe we should rest up here
for a few days,

refresh ourselves, then make
up time in some other way.

Out of the question!
We're not on a jaunt,

we're on a mission.

I like that,
I could give it to Miss Fix.

The Miss Fix who hasn't written

a word since she found out her
father's legs were made of clay?

Is that tea ready?
I'm absolutely parched.

Put this in his drink.

He'll sleep for a week,
he'll lose a stupid wager

and all will be well with the world.

g*nshots

Ah!

For God's sake, Passepartout.
Be more careful.

Don't start babbling in French,

just clear it up
and make me a cup of tea.

I'm hardly being unreasonable,
it's your job.

Now listen here, Passepartout...

I miss you, Grayson.

What are you writing?

Nothing.

Every word I used to write
I'd imagine my father reading.

I lived to impress him,
I see that now.

No longer?

No longer.

Take your clothes off.

I beg your pardon!

I can't dress you
wearing that... What is this?

A corset.

It looks very uncomfortable.

Take it off.

Hm? Does this bit
not get covered up?

Of course not.

I wasn't looking.

FESTIVE LOCAL MUSIC PLAYS

How long do these ceremonies
normally take?

Oh, I don't know.

You know, I never thought that
could happen to such as me.

I know I'm not a catch.
I'm poor, I've got no work.

But Samanaz says I'm genuine
in my heart.

Well, she seems like a fine woman

and I'm sure she will make you
a fine wife.

Because you have such knowledge
of women and love.

Are you married, Mr Fogg?

Oh!

PASSEPARTOUT LAUGHS

This lady has made her favourite
dish for you. Khatte Chole.

How splendid. Thank you.

Thank you.

Um... A utensil or...?

Oh, we use our fingers, Mr Fogg.

Of course we do.

Hot enough, Monsieur?

Some more, Monsieur?

Good?

Mm.

Gentlemen. The ladies are here.

Miss Fix.
Passepartout.

Beautiful. Both of them.

He seems a fine fellow.

He is.

Why exactly are you attempting

to travel around
the world in 80 days?

To see if it's possible, I suppose.

And if it is, what will you learn?

That you can go on a great journey

and arrive back in exactly
the same place that you began?

But in 80 days.

But what is the point?

Ah.

You've undertaken this great journey
and you don't even know why.

Find him.

Search the whole village.

We British have a long tradition
of exploring new frontiers.

Yes. You are always looking

for new places to grow your tea,
that is true.

I think Britain has more than
repaid India for the tea.

SHOUTING

Let's get this done, mate.

With what?

Universities.
Which we have had for 2,000 years.

Really?
Mm.

Really? Um... Well, then...

SCREAMING

..railways.

Which are so good you are here in my
village asking to borrow my guide.

We've checked every house, sir.

They're here.

To bless you on your journey.

This is the tripundra.

I am so sorry.
If you would prefer me not to...

No, no. Go on.

The three lines represent will,
knowledge and action.

Sepoy Arjan Anand.

What on earth are you people
doing here?

Behaving rather better than you
by the looks of it.

Is there some sort of problem?

Sepoy Arjan Anand, show yourself.

There is no-one here by that name.

Where is he?

I will ask you one more time.

Where is he?

Samanaz...

SHOUTING

Silence!

Arjan.

Sepoy Anand,

you are under arrest
for desertion of the Indian Army.

Don't point that at her.
Please, Jim.

Bleedin' hell, Arjan,
what have you done?

Arjan had permission to leave
from his Commanding Officer.

I am his Commanding Officer

and I gave no such permission.
Sepoy, ten-shun.

No! Please.
We're getting married tomorrow.

Not to this deserter, you're not.

Lieutenant, my name is Phileas Fogg.

There must be some sort
of mistake here.

He is a deserter, sir. No mistake.

He'll be court-martialled tomorrow.

No! What will happen to him?

If he's found guilty, he'll be
transported overseas to Malacca.

No, no, no...

Back to camp!

No. Arjan, no!

Arjan, no!

No! Arjan!

Arjan...

Monsieur? There you are.
Pack everything up, we're leaving.

We just got here. The wedding is
off, they can release the guide,

we can still make the 7am
from Allahabad.

Did you see what just happened?

The bride and groom were pulled
apart on

the day before their wedding.

Don't be so soppy and French.

No wonder you chaps
don't have an empire.

This really is just about a bet
to you, isn't it?

Yes.

Yes! Stop looking
for ulterior motives.

A friend bet me
I couldn't do this thing,

I'm going to prove that I can.
No matter what it costs?

The boy lied to her
and broke her heart.

If we catch the train or miss
the train, her heart remains broken.

It is going to be a long night,
Monsieur. Some tea before we go?

Finally, a good idea.

You told my guide to get ready
to take you to Allahabad?

Yes.

A little forward of you.

Oh, I'm so sorry.

Um... We are in a hurry,
I meant no disrespect.

I will, of course, expect payment.

Oh. Yes, of course.

I do not want your money.

I want you to talk to the
Lieutenant and persuade him

to release Arjan.
That will be my payment.

I can't do that.

He will listen to you.

He's an officer in the army,

he will not and should not
listen to me.

One of his soldiers deserted,

he will be court-martialled
and punished.

Get him to release Arjan,
or no guide.

No guide, no 80 days.

You can fall out of love
with a country. Thank you.

I suppose I'll have to talk to
the wretched man.

I say "man", he looked about 12.

Forgive me if I seem
a little callous, Passepartout,

this is not our business,
we must not get embroiled in this.

Give the Lieutenant my card,
ask him to join me for supper.

I'll speak up for the lad
and we'll be on our way.

That hit the spot.

SAMANAZ: How could he
have done this to me?

He told me he had permission
from his Commanding Officer.

Maybe he was refused permission

but just wanted to be with you.

To marry you.

I need to see him.

Now? He'll be under armed guard.

I don't care,
I need to speak to Arjan.

This is the army, Samanaz,
they won't let you see him.

ARMY OFFICER SHOUTS

The boys wanted you to have this.

Thank you.

If it turns out bad, Arjan,

I'll keep an eye on her for you.

Try and get some sleep.

Patum Peperium.

The Gentleman's Relish.

I've been saving it
for a special occasion.

Thank you, sir.

How long have you been
out here in India?

Six months.

And in the army?

Six months.

Have you ever been in
love, Lieutenant?

That's a bit of a
personal question, Mr Fogg.

I could ask you the same question.

Well, I asked it first, so...

Actually,
I have a fiancee back in England.

Would you care to see
a photograph of her?

Oh, very much, yes.

Her name is Penelope.

Hm.

You find my fiancee's face amusing?

Oh, no, of course not.
She is extremely beautiful.

Listen, Bathurst...

Mm... Bathurst.

I want to talk to you
about Sepoy Arjan.

FOGG CLEARS THROAT

He's a young man,
and he's made a mistake.

Could you see to it...

..to drop the charges...

..just this once?

You are asking a British officer
in the Indian Army

to look the other way?

Yes, I am.

No.

FOGG LAUGHS

You look tired, Monsieur.
It's been a long day.

Actually, Passepartout,
I feel absolutely tiptop.

WHISPERS: Careful.

QUIETLY: Arjan?

Samanaz?

Is it me or is it getting
awfully hot?

Perhaps it is time to go to sleep.

Stop telling me to go to sleep.

I should retire myself,
a busy day tomorrow.

And it starts with...

..the court martial of young Arjan.

Yes.
Yes.

How many courts martial...

..martial courts have you...

..overseen?

None!

That is completely...

That is completely immaterial.
The man will get a fair hearing.

If your mother was here now,

how would she want you to behave?

Hm? With...

With kindness

and empathy,

or with by-the-book rigidity?!

My mother is dead, sir.

She died when I was five years old.

Right.

Lieutenant, please forgive me.

You are a disgrace!

Oh, please, Lieutenant, forgive me.

Why did I laugh, Passepartout?

Because you are tired
and you need to sleep...

PASSEPARTOUT CRIES OUT
Hoo-hoo!

Monsieur!

Where are you, Miss Fix?

Would you like me to get you
a cab, Mr Fortescue?

No, Roberts, I would not like that.

Do you have children, Roberts?

No, sir.

To be loved by your own child...

..is a fine thing.

Perhaps the very finest thing
that can ever happen to a man.

I had a daughter once.

You still do, sir.

She won't want a father like me,
will she?

A liar.

A fraud.

Are you sure I can't get
you that cab, sir?

I said no, and I mean no!

I was loved by a child once.

A remarkable child.

To be honest, I never
really got on with Wagner.

All a bit heavy-going.
My friend Fortescue,

on the other hand,
laps it up. Says it's profound.

Do you know Fortescue?

Monsieur is talking to a cow.

What have you done to your nose?

You punched me.

Don't be ridiculous.
Have you met Boris?

Boris plays violin for the
Philharmonic Society of London.

Strictly speaking, second violin,
but he's still very good.

You're very good.
Mr Fogg?

Miss Fix!

Have you FIXED everything?

What's happening? Is he sick?

I don't know.

I'll get my mother,
she'll know what to do.

FOGG HUMS

# Oh, the roast beef of old
England... #

It's so unlike him.
Maybe he's a secret drinker.

We can't just do nothing.

I'm a manservant, not a doctor.

# ..and old English roast beef. #

Come on!
Monsieur.

This is a cow.

# ..and old English roast beef. #
Come, Monsieur.

Everybody!

Mr Fogg. Mr Fogg...

# ..and old English roast beef. #

Come on. I love you. This way.

Sorry. Let's go!

DOG BARKS

THUNDER

Has he been drinking?

Just tea.
Is it typhoid?

I am Alexander of Macedon.

Who gave me unmixed wine?

Please, be careful.

Monsieur.

Come down.

FOGG CALLS OUT
Mr Fogg!

I think he's having a convulsion.
Do something!

I can't help him if I don't
know what's wrong with him.

I've never seen a man so sick.

Well, if anybody can help him,
it will be my mother.

I think he may have taken this.

You...think?

I know.

I'm here, Mr Fogg, we're all here.

Why would he take datura seeds?

I took a bribe to slow him down.

The man said it would send him
to sleep for a day or two.

How much did you give him?

One of those?

You better hope it doesn't
put him to sleep forever.

Please. Help him.

It's just water.
Please.

Keep him cool and keep him awake.

If he falls asleep, he may
never wake up.

Samanaz, I need your help
with the medicine.

That's right, Monsieur,
just stay awake.

Medicine for what?
This makes no sense.

When I left him
he was perfectly fine.

It is not a vest, matron,

it is clearly a
sleeveless undershirt.

We are in the land of elephants
and gods...

..and elephant gods.

HE CHOKES

No, Monsieur, no, no!

I'll get him some more water.

He's hot, so hot.

Keep him awake.

Mr Fogg?

THUNDER

Stay with me, Mr Fogg.

Please, Mr Fogg.

Phileas.

Phileas.

Estella?

No, it's me. Abigail.

My darling Estella, you came back.

I always knew you would.

I always knew...
No, I didn't know, but I hoped.

I dreamed.
Mr Fogg...

Feel my heart, Estella.

It has always been yours.

Waiting for you.

Now you're finally here,
I can tell you everything.

I'm... I'm travelling the world...

..like we planned.

France, Italy.

I've had such adventures.

I flew across the Alps.

I saved a young boy's life.

That's wonderful.

I just want you to be proud of me.

Just once.

You see, Estella,

I've been alone for such
a very long time.

You were right to go.

To leave me.

I could never have been
good enough for you.

I think you knew that
from the start.

I think we both knew.

What are you doing? Wake him up!

I'm sorry, I...

Wake up. Please!

Get him up.

How is he?

He nearly slept.

I'm sorry.
Sit him down.

He must drink this.

Make sure he drinks all of it.

Only then can we let him sleep.

Thank you.
Do not thank me yet.

Has he ever mentioned anyone
called Estella to you?

No.

He thought I was her.
He thought I was Genghis Khan.

No, this was real.

I could see the emotion in his eyes.

It was incredibly powerful.

He looked at me with such love,
such adoration.

Maybe a puppy he was
given for Christmas.

There was someone in his life
called Estella,

someone he very clearly loved.

I think they were meant
to travel the world together,

but she ended their relationship
and went off on her own.

I just can't imagine Fogg being
with a woman, can you?

I will try very hard not to.

I don't think we're here because of
a silly bet in the Reform Club.

I think we're here
because once upon a time,

Phileas Fogg loved
a woman called Estella.

No. We are here,

risking our lives, risking his,

because he took a stupid wager.

You're wrong, Passepartout,
I feel sure of it.

We're here because
a woman broke his heart.

Estella...

BUGLE BLOWS

Oh, hello.

Oh!

Thank you.
You're awake!

Oh! Did something happen last night?

Everyone's so inordinately pleased
to see me. As am I, sir.

You are alive.

Well, I feel like an elderly badger
has died in my mouth, but

I'm very much alive, yes.

I will send for our best guide.
Guide?

To take you to your train
at Allahabad.

Well, I believe I have some other
business to attend to first.

I need to speak to the Lieutenant
about young Arjan.

You already did.
Did I? How did it go?

Um, he showed you a picture
of his fiancee and you laughed.

When's the boy's court martial?
Now. Now?!

You're up, Arjan.

All the boys are rooting for you.

The last thing I remember clearly is
drinking some tea and then...

The food was very spicy.
Perhaps some sort of reaction.

It wasn't the food. You were
absolutely doolally. Was I?

You really don't remember anything?

Just some dreams. Very vivid dreams.
Did I say anything?

No. Nothing.

All rise.

This court is in session.

Lieutenant Aldous Cecil
Bathurst presiding.

This summary court martial
is hereby ordered

to convene on this day,
the 3rd of November,

in the year of our Lord 1872.

Sepoy Arjan Anand,
you are charged with

the crime of desertion
of your post whilst on duty

with Her Majesty's Army.

How do you plea?

Guilty, sir.

MURMURING

Very well.

Before we move to sentencing,
do you have anything you wish

to say by way of mitigation?

Sir, if I may,

I have prepared something that I
would like to read to the court.

When I first went to
Narupani, my intention was only

to follow the orders
I had been given -

to conduct a census
of the local people.

Those were MY orders.
You disobeyed my orders.

I did not disobey them
lightly, sir.

But disobey them you did.

Because I knew we would be
moving out afterwards,

and that would mean
a lifetime of unhappiness,

knowing that I would never see
the woman that I love again.

I believe I am of good character.

My service record shows
several distinctions,

including one for bravery during
the floods in Maharashtra.

I respectfully ask the court
to consider this,

and ask for mercy in sentencing.

Your statement has been
noted, Sepoy.

Nonetheless, the crime you have
pleaded guilty to is amongst

the most serious any soldier
could commit.

Wait!

I object!

To what?

I'm not sure yet. I just do.

You are not an army officer,

you are not an elected advocate,

you have no right
to speak in this court.

Where is the officer who will
speak for Arjan?

There is not another
British officer for 100 miles.

I will undertake that role myself.

Judge, jury and executioner?

Arjan, tell him that you want
Mr Fogg to speak on your behalf.

Well... Yes.

Sir, I wish for this man
to speak on my behalf.

Very well, I will make an exception.

The floor is yours, Mr Fogg.

Go.

FOGG CLEARS THROAT

Morning. Um...

Your Honour....
I am not a judge.

Sir. Um...

Uh... First of all, I should start
with an apology.

Um... When you showed me
the photograph of your fiancee,

I'm told I may have laughed...
SOLDIERS CHUCKLE

..which is completely ridiculous, as

she's a very fine-looking
young woman.

This is a military hearing, Mr Fogg.

You will kindly keep
my fiancee out of it.

When I spoke to you last night,
I was not well,

I was not myself,

and I would hate your
bad opinion of me

to colour your opinion
of Sepoy Anand.

Get on with it, man.

Can I have some water?

Tell him no-one should be punished
for falling in love.

HE CLEARS THROAT

Sir.

Sepoy Anand is innocent.

No, no, he is not,
we've already established that.

Have we?
Yes, sir, guilty as charged.

Right.

I've got nothing to say.
It's about character.

I barely know him.
You know yourself.

It's in here.

This is a waste of time.
Sepoy Anand,

you may believe that abandoning
your company in pursuit of

a woman makes you some kind
of romantic hero.

It does not.
It makes you a deserter.

You are not a hero,

you are a coward.

Whether in peace time or in w*r,
desertion is inexcusable...

I object!
Will you stop objecting?!

No, dammit, I will not!
I object to that word!

This man risked everything -
his reputation,

his career...

..his freedom,

to be with the woman he loved.

Have you seen action yet,
Lieutenant Bathurst?

That is neither here nor there.

When you do...

..when you hear the screams of
your wounded comrades...

..and the smoke and the sweat

and the blood in your eyes
and the whine of the b*ll*ts

and the slash of the sword...

..when you lead these fine
men into the teeth of the enemy...

For God's sake, man, spit it out!

..what will push you on?

Duty? Orders?

A flag?

Or will it be the thought of seeing

the people you love one more time?

The face of a fiancee, perhaps.

The face of Penelope.

Yes?

Sepoy Anand was faced
with the same prospect.

He was not faced with death.
He may as well have been.

To have lived the rest
of his life without

the woman he loves,

knowing she's out there,

and knowing he'll never
see her again.

He's a young man,
it was too much for him.

You think love is
a legitimate reason to desert?

Oh, I think it's the best
possible reason.

When you have found love,

real love...

..life without it has no purpose.

So you will fight with every shred
of strength you possess.

You will ignore orders
and the people that give them.

You will disregard common sense

and the done thing

and the words of your friends.

You will do whatever it takes
to hold on to it.

And if you do not, then...

..THEN you're a coward.

I took a commission from
the Queen...

Well, the Queen would understand.
The Queen would agree.

She, of all people, knows what it's
like to have loved and lost.

If it were Penelope...

..can you honestly say you would
have behaved

any differently to this man?

Sepoy, ten-shun!

Sepoy Arjan Anand...

..I hereby sentence you

to be dishonourably discharged

from Her Majesty's Army.

You will forfeit all privileges
and pay with immediate effect.

Sir?

Get out of my sight.

CHEERING

She's a very beautiful woman,
Lieutenant.

Go home and marry her.

Thank you so much.
You're very welcome.

Well done, Mr Fogg!

Rather surprised myself.

Right.

For you.

Are you sure?
Of course.

You can wear it for
your own wedding.

I'm sorry we can't stay longer.

Apparently we have a new expedition
leader and he's very strict.

When you're ready, Miss Fix.

Time and estuary wait for no man.

Or woman.

Tide!
Oui-oui.

Not in a million years.

Come on, Monsieur Fogg,
we have a train to catch.

Thank you, Aouda,
for saving my life.

I hope you find what
you're looking for, Mr Fogg.