Around the World in 80 Days Page #6

That will have to be demolished.

But that is

the Great Wall of China, sir.

But that is

the Great Wall of China, sir.

It's not that great.

Passepartout went

to get help hours ago.

What if he's lost, or...

Don't fret, my dear.

Passepartout's a warrior

with impeccable survival instincts.

No doubt he'll return with help, and we

will board our train with time to spare.

Agua.

Perhaps I'm being a little optimistic.

Help!

- Help us!

- Help!

Ah! A rattlesnake!

Help!

I don't want to die!

Ah. Good morning.

- Howdy.

- Hey.

Crazy English cowboy wannabe man.

How's about going someplace else?

You're blocking the path.

Wilbur, it's him.

I'll be damned.

Mr. Fogg, my name is Orville Wright.

This is my brother, Wilbur.

- We're big fans of yours.

- Fan's a strong word.

Better way to say it's we got a lot

of money riding on you to win your bet.

We're gonna use

our winnings to build this.

Orville, maybe now is not the time.

Let me explain it to Mr. Fogg.

Just one second. Forgive my brother.

He's got his head up in the clouds.

He's one of these dreamers who thinks

man's gonna go swooshing around

on the planet

like a little hummingbird.

Yeah, we're all gonna fly.

He thinks so, too.

It's kind of sad. I'm sorry.

He's kind of a moron.

He's mastered the cable steering system.

The drag-and-lift ratio.

- This is brilliant.

- Thank you.

That's what I've been saying,

but Orville doesn't listen.

All that stuff about mastering...

That's what I say.

You gotta have faith in me, no matter

how crazy big brother's dreams sound.

- But you told me...

- You gotta have confidence.

- You've got to speak up and support me.

- Excuse me, gentlemen.

Have you come across our friend

on your way here?

Who are we looking for?

Passepartout.

You mean the crazy,

half-naked Chinese guy

we saw running around,

where he was like...

- Singing "Frre Jacques"?

- With a cow skull on his head?

- Possibly.

- Yes.

- He's in the back of the wagon.

- Passepartout.

- You are alive!

- Is that you, Grandma?

- Bye-bye.

- Good luck. Go win the bet.

- No pressure, but you gotta win it.

- Bye.

Now, you see, to get the real

classy dames, you gotta invent stuff.

I did.

"I did"? What's with the "I did"?

We're the Wright Brothers.

We did. Now go.

Hyah!

They're not going to make it!

Ah-ha-ha! New York, New York!

So much to see! So little time!

Our steamer leaves in ten minutes!

Go, go, go! Go, go, go!

- We're never going to make it.

- Phileas Fogg?

Autograph this for me?

It's for the wife.

Certainly. This business about me

robbing the Bank of England...

Ah, I'm from Ireland. Nice goin'.

The boat. Follow me.

I know a shortcut. Make a lane!

Make a lane!

Where are we?

- Ah!

- Whoa!

- That's a big man.

- It is a lady. A French lady.

She looks like an evil

Chinese warlord to me.

Your journey has caused

quite a stir, Mr. Fogg,

but I'm afraid it ends here.

Leave them alone.

This has nothing to do with them.

On the contrary, Lau Xing,

Lord Kelvin and I have made

new arrangements to conquer Lanzhou.

Unfortunately for Mr. Fogg,

they entail his... permanent detour.

I knew Kelvin was duplicitous,

but to align himself

with such a little scoundrel!

You're not a scoundrel,

but you are quite small!

As in petite, but most definitely lethal

and generally very scary.

One, two...

- Go!

- Three!

- Go up there.

- Stop them.

Passepartout, my cane!

Uh, there.

Passepartout!

Help! We are trapped!

Help!

Passepartout! Help!

There you are!

You have a knife in your buttock.

It's the evil Chinese warlord!

- Ooh!

- Huh?

She's coming!

The boat!

Up there! Hurry! Go, go, go!

Go, Mr. Fogg. There's not much time.

Wait, wait! What am I thinking?

Passepartout can't defeat them.

He's nine Tigers short.

Phileas, I do believe you are becoming

the man of my dreams.

When this is over,

let's hope the arms and legs

of the man of your dreams

are still attached to the torso...

of the man of your dreams.

- You have failed to stop him.

- Then your death will have to suffice.

Let go of me!

The book! It's going to fall!

How can we save...

- Phileas?

- I will save him...

Wah!

Mr. Fogg!

No!

Oh. Passepartout?

Passepartout!

- Huh?

- You're alive!

Are you injured?

Yes, well, uh...

Rules are made to be broken.

Or, uh, stabbed by a spiky shoe.

Mr. Fogg, you missed the ship.

You'll lose your bet.

Oh. At least I didn't lose a friend.

You must be the eleventh Tiger.

Meow!

- Let's go. We must catch the next ship.

- It would never reach London in time.

No. No! No!

We are not giving up!

I almost died! You almost died!

We take the next ship

and win that bet!

Very well.

- Let's go.

- Yes!

Thank you.

Yes. Yes! Yes!

Oh, it's hopeless.

By those calculations,

I'm still behind by one day.

- There must be some way!

- Phileas Fogg on my boat?

What an honor, sir!

I've quite a penny wagered on you.

The wife's none too happy about it.

Then again, she hasn't cracked a smile

since that shark almost devoured me.

Got 'em both in one bite.

Ah, it's Inspector Fix!

My goodness! He made it

around the world before Fogg!

I came back from India

the short way, you ninny!

I take it you don't have

Phileas Fogg in that valise.

A little Jade Buddha, perhaps?

That's the last

of the coal, Captain.

Mr. Fogg.

I'm sorry to say,

we've burnt the last of the coal.

But I've had a word with the crew,

and all of them...

have agreed to burn their shoes.

The effort is appreciated, Captain.

Unfortunately,

we've gained a mere six hours.

- Even shoes cannot help us now.

- Must be something we can do.

That's it.

I've got it.

Birds.

Excellent idea! We'll burn birds!

No, we'll fly to London.

We follow the laws of physics

mastered by the birds millennia ago

and combine it with the Wright

Brothers' steering system.

Most people would laugh at you.

But not us. We care about you.

Captain, I'm afraid

I have to ask permission

to dismantle your ship

to build this machine.

Dismantle Carmen?

But she's me livelihood,

me most loyal companion.

Never, never, ever!

What if I could direct you

to an impeccable physician

who could replace both your nipples,

at my expense,

and I will give you enough money

to buy a brand-new ship?

You had me at the nipples.

- Cornelius, fetch me me tools! Now!

- Aye, aye, Captain!

One, two! One, two!

Timber!

I'll go sharpen the propeller.

Wrong way. Not looking.

Just one more.

That's it! Right, lads, tie it off!

The Greenwich time zone. The last time

I shall set my watch ahead.

Well...

- Shall we fly?

- Let's.

Mr. Fogg. Hurrah!

Hurrah!

Inspiring words.

- Very well. Prepare for takeoff!

- Yes, sir!

- Mr. Fogg, are you sure?

- No!

Whoa!

How the hell are we getting back?

Whoa!

- Now!

- Ohhh!

You did it, Phileas! We are flying!

My God! It's...

magical!

- Better than your dreams?

- Better than my dreams.

Hey! Don't forget to steer!

It's a...

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