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Yes, and what do we say to

tail section guests, children?

Hello, tail section guests.

Timmy!

Andy!

Andy?

This little boy...

His name is Timmy.

This is my son.

Please take a good look at the picture.

I saw them.

- When?

- Where?

Came through there, went through there.

Is that all, boy?

Yes.

- Were they crying?

- No, but they looked like they wanted to.

I heard all Tail Sectioners...

were lazy dogs and they

all drink their own sh*t.

No, they're very nice.

Very just and merciful.

So it is.

Minister Mason, we were

just about to show a video.

Very good.

Wilford!

From a very young age, Mr. Wilford's

love of locomotive was apparent.

When I grow up, I'll

live on a train forever.

Forever!

His early dreams were realized...

when he founded his

transportation empire...

the Wilford Industries.

But his greatest dream

was to construct...

a luxury locomotive cruiseline...

connecting railways of

the entire world into one.

A circular railway that

extends for 438,000 km...

and completes one circle every year.

Impervious to the extreme cold of the Arctic,

and the scorching heat of the African desert...

Wildford's miracle train

is self-sustained...

possesses the most

sophisticated design...

and advanced technology known...

As hard as it is to believe...

people in the old world

made fun of Mr Wilford.

They critized him for

over-engineering...

and over-equipping

this wonderful train.

But Mr Wilford knew

something they did not.

And what was that?

All world people are frigging

morons who got turned into popsicles.

Well, sort of.

Mr. Wilford knew that CW7

would freeze the world.

So what did the prophetic

Mr Wilford invent?

...to protect the chosen

from that calamity?

The Engine!

Rumble rumble, rattle rattle...

it will never die!

What happens if the engine stops?

We'd all freeze and die.

But will it stop, will it stop?

No! No!

Can you tell us why?

The Engine is eternal,

the Engine is forever...

Rumble rumble, rattle rattle...

who is the reason why?

Wilford! Yeah!

Wilford Wilford, hip hurray!

I love that one, such a tonic.

Oh, it's time children, come this way.

Don't trip now.

Don't push, there's plenty of room.

Who can tell me what's coming up?

The frozen 7.

Pay attention, this tableaux

will surely be on the exam.

15 years ago, in the

third year of the train...

7 passengers tried to stop...

Wilford's miracle

train and go outside...

and what do we call

this event, Magdalena?

The Revolt of the Seven.

Very good, long before you were born.

Of course they failed to stop the train.

Instead they jumped out

of the running train.

Here they come now.

Look, you see that?

What?

There they are, that's

how far they made it.

You see that woman in the front?

She was the maid in the lead car.

An Inuit.

An Eskimo, actually.

She knew all about the ice and snow.

She believed she can survive outside.

If we ever go outside the train?

We'd all freeze and die.

If the engine stops running?

We'd all die.

And who takes care of the Sacred Engine?

Mr. Wilford.

Children, it's the new

year eggs from Mr Wilford.

Touch them, they are still warm.

These eggs are boiled using water...

heated by the Sacred Engine itself.

As a special treat, we

have playing for us...

the world's renowned first chair

violinist of the Boston Symphony Orchestra,

Mr. Gerald McInster.

Is that really Gerald?

He looks damn great.

Happy new year.

No, thank you.

Let's go Curtis.

Happy new year.

I thought the chicken was extinct.

There are actually many things on

board that were rumoured to be extinct.

Such as?

This.

Andrew! No!

It wasn't me. It wasn't me.

No.

Curtis.

You have to lead us.

Curtis, my friend, we

understand each other...

listen to my words, it wasn't me.

We go forward.

Open!

Quickly!

It's Mason.

Sh*t, check her pulse.

Hey, don't do...

That does not look good.

It happened.

You've got the master key right?

Wait, don't shoot. Please don't shoot.

You've just killed a

front section passenger...

I didn't see a thing.

Where are you going? Wait a minute!

Could we talk about

it for just one second?

Son of a b*tch!

Close the door.

Tanya.

My Timmy.

My Timmy...

We're gonna find him.

I promise.

I know.

Thank you.

Take this.

Come on, motherf***er.

You got my Kronol.

I want that sh*t.

I want my Kronol back.

That's my Kronol.

I swear man, I'm gonna kill you.

Open the door.

Kronol first!

You want Kronol? Here.

Take it.

Open it! Open the gate!

Are you looking for some

trouble or something?

You got a problem with the gates?

Here, smoke a cigarette.

It is a great honor for you.

This is the last cigarette of humanity.

Go enjoy it.

You ever been to the tail section?

Do you have any idea

what went on back there?

When we boarded?

It was chaos.

Hell, we didn't freeze to death.

But we didn't have time to be thankful.

Wilford's soldiers came

and they took everything.

It was a thousand

people in an iron box...

no food, no water.

After a month, we ate the weak.

You know what I hate about myself?

I know what people taste like.

I know that babies taste best.

There was a woman.

She was hiding with her baby.

And some men with knives came.

They killed her and took the baby.

And then an old man...

no relation, just...

an old man.

He stepped forward and he said...

"Give me the knife. "

Everyone thought he'd

kill the baby himself...

But he took the knife...

and he cut off his own arm...

and he said, "eat this".

"If you're so hungry... "

"eat this, just leave the baby".

I had never seen anything like that.

And the men put down their knives.

You probably guessed

who that old man was.

That baby was Edgar.

And I was the man with the knife.

I killed Edgar's mother.

And then one by one, other people

in the tail section started...

cutting off arms and

legs and offering them.

It was like a miracle.

I wanted to...

I tried.

A month later, Wilford's soldiers

brought those protein blocks.

We've been eating that sh*t ever since.

18 years I hated Wilford.

18 years I've waited for this moment.

And now I'm here.

Open the gate.

Please.

Your story is so beautiful, Curtis.

But I don't want to open the door.

You know what I want?

I want to open a door.

But not this one.

That one.

The one that leads to the outside.

We've been sentenced for 18 years.

Everyone thinks it's a wall.

But it's a f***ing door.

Open it and get us out of here.

And freeze to death?

What, are you crazy?

I know...

But maybe we can survive.

You remember Yekaterina bridge?

When we got slaughtered with an ax.

Every new year, I check something.

We see the wreckage of a plane...

under the snow.

For ten years

the tail can barely be seen.

But now I can see the

fuselage and wings.

There is less and less snow and ice.

It melts.

Snow becomes more fragile,

it doesn't take much to

get rid of everything.

Recently,

you know what I saw?

Outside, there was...

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