The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen Page #3

when I said I wasn't.

But I try to live in the now...

...where the ghosts of old wrongs

do not abide. What of you?

I don't believe in ghosts,

although I've seen my share.

Your past haunts you.

vanity, pride...

...mistakes that cost me someone dear.

So now you throw yourself

in harm's way?

Old tigers, sensing the end,

they're at their most fierce.

And they go down fighting.

They're not how I left them, captain.

That's all I'm saying.

Powder?

You think sabotage?

We ain't that far off course.

Did you want something?

No, I was just wondering why

you signed up for all this.

Nemo told me you hate

the British Empire.

They called, and I answered.

Yeah, well that ain't all of it,

though, is it?

Sorry I asked.

A few years ago...

...the British approached me with

a mission for queen and country.

That sounds like the morning ride

to work for you.

I signed on without hesitation.

I even took my son along.

I led and my son followed.

He died in my arms.

After that, I washed my hands

of England and the empire and...

...the legend of

Allan-bloody-Quatermain.

Now...

...would you like to learn how to shoot?

- I can already.

- I saw, it was very American.

Fire enough bullets and hope

to hit the target.

Sawyer, I'm talking about

pipping the ace...

...at 900 yards.

Try.

Easy, easy.

- Aim.

- That's easy.

Allow for wind, target movement.

- Yeah, that's easy too.

- This is the part that's not.

You have to feel the shot.

Take your time with it.

You have all the time you need.

All the time in the world.

Take your...

Too soon.

But that was bloody close.

And at 500 yards too.

Again.

Did you teach your son

to shoot like this?

Quatermain?

That's Kali.

Goddess of death.

Nemo worships death,

can we trust him?

He's not the one I'm worried about.

Mina.

I'm identifying a powder

that Nemo found.

Magnesium phosphorus.

Photographers use it to create a flash.

A camera, perhaps?

It appears that someone wishes

to capture this vessel's secrets.

I was surprised you ultimately

joined the League.

I mean to undo the flaws

in my character.

I want to face my demons.

And what do you know of demons?

Do you recall a space

on the wall of my home?

A picture was missing.

Although the picture is my portrait...

...I doubt you'd recognize

the face upon it.

Every year that passes,

my portrait ages...

...instead of me.

When did you last see it?

I dare not look upon it myself...

...or the magic of the painting

would be undone.

Nightcap?

I'm not much of a drinker.

Just a small one then.

How clumsy of me.

We don't want blood everywhere.

- Do we?

- No.

Not blood.

Yes, Henry. Look, but don't touch.

That's your way.

Just shut up.

- I won't be tricked again.

- Tricked?

You've known what I was about

each time you drank the formula.

Liar! I'm a good man, a good man!

Well, who's lying now?

You want it!

Even more than you want her.

You can't shut me out forever!

- Drink the elixir!

- No!

- She barely even looks at you!

- Be quiet!

She looked at me!

Contain your evil, doctor!

I'll not have the brute free

upon my ship.

Must I take drastic steps?

- I am in control.

- I very much doubt it.

Your talk is all well and good, sir,

but your own past is far from laudable.

Let me out.

If I didn't know better,

I'd swear I already had.

One of the vials is missing.

Oh, God.

So it's clear. With da vinci's blueprints

and enough explosives...

...he could set a bomb that would

blow venice's foundations to rubble.

- He's gonna sink the whole city.

- Yes, and spark off his world war.

I'm afraid that's not the sum

of our problems.

Skinner, he's taken a vial

of my formula.

- Are you sure?

- Who else?

You've seen the way

the sneaky blackguard operates.

It's the carnival.

My God, we must locate that bomb.

We can go no further, captain.

All ahead, stop.

Deploy the divers beneath the city.

- The explosives must be found.

- Aye, aye, sir.

The city is vast. It could be anywhere.

- What about Skinner?

- I'd be alert for his treachery.

Bloody carnival.

God, I feared the worst.

It's all right. We still have...

- The buildings are falling like dominoes!

- We're too late!

There must be more than one bomb.

Nemo!

The bombs are at the city's center.

We must take out one key building.

- Get ahead and destroy the next building!

- Interrupt the chain!

With a beacon at the coordinates, I could

launch a rocket and take out the domino.

That's ridiculous!

We'd never get there in time.

- No room for error, but it could work.

- What are you talking about?

I'm an immortal, sir, not a gazelle.

How can we outrun this?

Care for a spin?

Come on, Jekyll, get in!

- I'll need coordinates.

- Can you track this?

- Of course.

- Then this is the target.

- Launch when you see the flare.

- Right.

- Jekyll, come on, we'll need Hyde.

- No!

Hyde will never use me again.

Then what good are you?

Straight ahead, then turn left.

No, no, take a right

after the canal ports.

We must turn left to get ahead of the...

Snipers!

Damn Skinner, he must have

told them we were coming.

Dorian!

- Can't get a clear shot!

- Then take the wheel!

Sawyer!

Sit down, you buffoon. I don't know

how to drive this bloody thing!

Get down!

Got it!

Save your bullets. These men are mine!

Did you see that?

- Did you see what she just did?

- Keep your eyes on the road!

It's a gauntlet!

The vampire lady has us covered!

The collapse has reached the carnival.

Time's running out.

Tune the tracer to the car's frequency.

- The rocket must be ready to launch.

- Aye, aye, captain.

Come on, Sawyer, come on!

- Captain, we must pull out!

- No, we stay and do our job!

Remember the flare. I'm off!

- What?

- Don't forget, you're the target.

- We'll be smashed apart!

- Nemo says we stay, we stay.

He's overtaken the collapse!

Be ready to launch!

Launch!

Bravo, boy.

He's done it.

venice still stands.

You've failed.

You see yourself as the brave

John Bull.

But you're weak.

You run from the memory

of your son's death.

You should have trained him

a little better.

You may as well have put the gun to

his head and pulled the trigger yourself.

Oh, yes, I know all about you.

I know all about your spy.

Do you?

Mr. Gray? What happened?

Misadventure. Have the others returned?

You're the first, hopefully not the last.

That bastard, Skinner.

A lot to answer for.

Skinner? No.

Me.

You?

You don't know the half of it.

The Fantom is M.

And the hunt is still on.

- What are you talking about?

- The Fantom is M...

...the man who recruited us.

- Let me see that.

- But how?

- We'll get our answers.

- Where are the others?

- Dorian's missing in action.

And Mr. Skinner must have fled

when he realized we knew.

And Sawyer?

He'll live to fight another day.

Don't worry, I've had my fill of throats

for this evening.

Captain!

It was Gray...

...not Skinner.

Gray has tricked us all.

What is it?

The sound of treachery!

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