Bye.
Have a good journey, Oloukine.
Oloukine!
LONG WAY NORTH
1882 - ACADEMY OF SCIENCES, SAINT-PÉTERSBOURG
Come!
- Oh, no! A brand new dress! - Shh!
Quiet. Look up there.
What can you read?
"Oloukine Library."
The Academy's most beautiful library
named after my grandfather! Can you believe it?
Oh, that's just like him.
Looking as friendly as ever!
What a lovely bracelet!
A souvenir of his expedition with the Inuit.
- Ivory? - No, reindeer poo.
Ooo!
The most beautiful of all is this.
Wonderful.
Thanks to this, he found the Northeast Passage.
You know! The one that links the Atlantic and Pacific!
A first for Russia.
But his biggest dream...
was the North Pole.
Come on, captain! Let's get to work.
- So where is the North Pole? - On the top of the world.
It's very cold there like white desert.
You have to walk for miles and miles on ice fields,
with sleighs and dogs.
But it's so beautiful...
And what do we do when we reach the Pole,
my Sashenka?
We plant the flag!
He was obsessed with planting the Russian flag.
He adored his country.
He died a hero. You can be proud of him.
No!
I knew it! We'll be caught.
No! Come.
And last but not least, Prince Tomsky.
The visit ends with the Oloukine Library.
The inauguration will be next month.
A very imposing statue. As was the man by the way.
Something of a megalomaniac.
Well, I don't know about that,
but he certainly was a man of character, Mister Councilor.
And above all, a great explorer,
who sacrificed his life
for the conquest of the North Pole.
His ship is still missing, isn't it?
Sadly, yes.
The hunt for the Davai has been in vain.
The Davai? Oh yes! An impressive icebreaker
that cost the Empire a fortune
and was supposed to be unsinkable.
So much money wasted for nothing.
How unfortunate.
The Tsar's new scientific councillor.
The women at court are crazy about him.
The Tsar as well. He swears by him.
A real daddy's boy.
Who does this Tomsky think he is?
If the Devaï was worthless, the Tsar wouldn't have offered
a million roubles to find it.
I'm sorry, Loujine. It's out of the question.
The Academy's most beautiful library
will not be named after Oloukine,
despite the decision of my predecessor.
And remember Oloukine insulted my uncle.
We can't do that to Count Chernetsov.
His son-in-law? Nonsense!
He dreams of becoming ambassador in Rome.
He won't make trouble.
But the Chernetsovs are one of the most influential families
in St. Petersburg.
Influential? I don't care.
I want to settle this matter immediately.
Tell them that I will be attending
their daughter's ball tonight.
Good news, my dear!
Prince Tomsky will be attending the ball.
My nomination for the Embassy of Rome is certain.
He wouldn't be coming if I didn't have the Tsar's favor.
Don't forget that this is also your daughter's first ball.
I know. I hope she will be worthy of her rank.
She's been unpredictable lately.
She's still shaken up
and coming to terms with Papa's death.
I hope this ball will do her good.
You wanted to see me, Papa?
Prince Tomsky is honoring us with his presence tonight.
Your opening dance will be with him.
Very well.
A real young lady.
Count and Countess Alinovich.
The Duke and the Duchess Baranovski.
At last! Where were you?
Are these... are these the ones Oloukine gave you?
Prince Vladimir Tomsky.
It's the Prince!
Your Highness, it is a great honour to have you here.
Countess, my respects.
And our daughter, Sacha.
This is her first ball.
Charming.
Young lady.
Prince, I am delighted to be opening the ball with you.
A lovely couple, don't you think?
- Look, Tomsky is with young Sacha. - How charming!
He's the Tsar's new scientific advisor!
Prince, perhaps you can help me.
Is that so?
The Davai was searched for in the wrong place.
Interesting. But how could I possibly help?
Only you can convince the Tsar
to resume the search for the Davai.
I'm leaving for Paris tomorrow.
I promise to look into it when I return.
You're leaving for how long?
Three months.
Three months?
So your waltz with Tomsky, how was it?
Look what I found.
Oh no, not on the night of your ball!
Oloukine didn't go via the Kara Sea
but via Spitsbergen.
Spits-what? I don't get it.
Come on! Let's dance!
It's simple. Imagine this is the ice field.
Everyone thinks Oloukine
passed by on the right to get to the North Pole,
but he went left.
So?
It means they searched for him in the wrong place.
Don't you think all this can till tomorrow?
No, Tomsky will have left for Paris.
I've wasted enough time, Loujine.
Let's deal with this and then leave.
Are you sure about this?
It is his daughter's first ball.
Your Highness,
I'm sorry for interrupting but I need to talk to you,
- about my grandfather. - I told you I was leaving.
I know, your Highness.
In three months, it will be winter.
It will be impossible to reach the Pole
and our chances at finding the Davai will be lost.
This young lady thinks her grandfather
took a different route to reach the pole.
I'm not entirely convinced. What do you think?
Well..
Yes. Indeed, I...
You see? Even Loujine agrees with me.
He fears displeasing you!
Young lady, how insolent!
Forgive me. I didn't mean to be.
Nobody has ever spoken to me like this.
It's unacceptable! Loujine, we're leaving.
This is outrageous!
I will not stay in this house a moment longer.
What's going on, Prince? Leaving already?
I am not used to being insulted by a 15-year-old!
It's not true, Papa, I only said that in 3 months we were...
Quiet!
- Prince, please stay. - Enough.
We'll settle this tomorrow. 10 AM, the Palace.
You know, Chernetsov,
I wonder if the Tsar can still trust a man
who is not master in his own home.
You see, Loujine? That wasn't so difficult.
Countess, please don't leave!
Please! Countess!
Can I help you, mother?
You've been punished.
Your father wants you to stay in your room.
Please mother.
I had such hopes for that evening.
Your debutante ball. Such a pity.
Mother, forgive me. I didn't realize.
You are so like your grandfather.
Papa used to cause such scandals and never understood why.
It may surprise you but I miss temper.
Tell me it's settled.
No. Tomsky would not listen.
No more embassy in Rome and no more Oloukine Library.
But what if we found the Davai, that could fix things.
It would please Tsar.
He has promised a million-roubles to find it.
Quiet! That's enough of this nonsense for today!
But I know how to find it. Why won't you listen?
Enough! Stop dreaming.
You sound like your grandfather and his North Pole!
His expedition was a complete disaster.
He ruined the Empire and us with it!
And you...
I had such high hopes for you.
And instead, you bring disgrace on our family.
Sacha?
Sacha!
Miss?
Miss!
Miss, could I see your ticket please.
I beg you, gentlemen, find her.
Did he tell you that joke too?
- More than once! - Fancy that!
That's a good one!!
Yup. He's over the top!
Olouk!
My Sashenka!
You will come with me on my next expedition.
I promise.
Careful!
Hey young lady! You should watch your step,
- I deserve a kiss. - Hey!
Okay! Calm down! Without me, you'd have fallen in.
Hey, Katch! Mind your manners.
But I...
Be quiet and get going. There's a lot to do.
We leave tonight.
- That's a strengthened hull. - True enough.
Not common around here.
She's beautiful.
Captain Larson, at your service. Can I accompany you somewhere?
It's not very safe here.
Maybe you can help me Captain.
I'm looking for a ship to take me Franz Josef Land.
Franz Josef Land?
What would such a pretty girl want to go all the way up north?
Well...
I'm expected.
Maybe we can work something out for a price.
- 10,000. - But I... I don't have that much.
Well, there must be someone who can pay for you on arrival.
No. Listen.
You see my grandfather...
All right! All right! 7,000 roubles.
You won't find cheaper.
And we're the only departure this week.
I'd love to accept,
but I really can't afford to pay you that much.
Those are beautiful.
Yes. They mean a lot to me.
Do you think...
Sure, they'll cover the cost.
I'll come and pick you up there.
At the White Bear Inn.
- Mowson! - Here.
- Briscoe! - Here!
- Maloney! - Here!
- Katch! - Here!
Larson!
Captain, the first mate is finishing the hull inspection.
He shouldn't be much longer.
I'm here.
- Frenchy! - Here.
Get in position. We cast off in 15 minutes.
But that's earlier than planned.
Larson, brother or not,
- you should still be on time. - Could have warned me.
The weather is changing. We have to leave!
But I was doing some important business.
I don't have time for your schemes!
This ship is as mine as it is yours!
Father gave it to both of us.
You think that's enough to make you a captain?
Learn how to be a first mate.
Anything else?
Did you see the storm?
Maid! Could you please bring me a new pencil?
Sorry miss, there is no maid at the White Bear Inn.
There's only Olga, the owner.
And we don't sell pencils here.
Here, we eat and we drink, that's all. What will it be?
I'm waiting for the captain of the Norge.
I didn't know Lund had such a young girlfriend!
Lund? Isn't he called Larson the captain of the Norge?
Larson, he's just the first mate,
always one to show off.
Where'd he promise to take you?
To Franz Josef Land.
I think you fell hook, line and sinker!
What's up with that snooty girl?
Mad at Larson. The Norge.
The Norge? Its already left. It lifted anchor 10 minutes ago.
Aren't you forgetting something?
I put your maps in it.
Just forget about it.
Lund would never have accepted a woman on board.
It doesn't matter anymore.
You'll sort it out tomorrow.
Right now, you should eat and sleep.
I have no more money. Larson took all I had.
- And your parents? - They won't help me.
Look, I can offer you room and board if you want,
but you'll have to work.
Have to work?
Yup. At the inn. Housework, dishes...
Judging by your hands, it'll be a first.
So shall we go?
What about your bag?
You don't think I'm going to carry it, do you?
Rise and shine, Princess!
But it's still dark.
It's 5am. I've been up for half an hour.
- Could you hand me my dress? - I found you this smock.
I'll keep your dress just in case you try to run off.
Don't sulk. I brought you a nice bacon kacha
to get a good start to the day.
Could I have blini instead?
And I suppose you want caviar with that?
I'll give you ten minutes to get ready.
Hey! You forgotten me, Olga?
Stop whining, it's coming!
The Golubsty is losing patience.
I've just finished.
- Did you do as I said? - Yes...
I'm fed up with cooking. Couldn't I wait tables
I know how, my governess taught me.
These aren't aristocrats,
they've never heard of good manners.
That should make things easier.
Hah. That's what you think.
Okay, takes these beans to the table at the back.
Thank you!
- What about my beans? - Coming!
I've been waiting for ages!
Yes! Coming!
- Over here! - I'm coming!
I ordered a beer, not wine!
Really? Are you sure? You don't want to try it.
It's very good you know.
In that case, drink it yourself!
OK, that's enough for today.
To be honest, I didn't think you'd make it.
Can I have my dress back?
What are you going to do now?
Go back home to St. Petersburg.
To mom and dad?
Someone steals your earrings and you crawl back home.
I expected more from Oloukine's granddaughter!
How did you know?
The police are looking for you.
They interrogated me earlier, but I said nothing.
And I also know you want to find the Davai.
You shouldn't have left your maps on the table.
I couldn't help taking a peek.
You must leave on the Norge, Larson owes you.
You know, Lund is a good sailor. He can take you to the Davai.
And 30 days is nothing.
With the work I'll be giving you,
you won't get bored!
Miss!
2 seconds.
Cheers!
We were pitching so much, it was unbelievable!
You, pitching a lot?
Ah, the Norge!
You're back early.
The hunting didn't go well, so we turned back.
Olga, got anything to raise our spirits?
Don't worry. Where's Lund?
I have no idea.
Right! You fought with your brother again.
As usual, Sir Lund didn't appreciate...
Larson, stop jabbering.
Hello, Olga.
- They're here. - Yes, I heard.
I've poured the drinks.
Leave that to me.
You go put your pretty dress on.
My dress?
You'll be more comfortable without those rags.
I'm not ashamed to be like this.
- Let me introduce you to Lund. - No. You've helped me enough.
He doesn't look so bad.
Maybe. But he's not tender hearted. Be careful.
Stop it!
Everybody knows the Davai sank, it might as well show.
It can't go down. The Davai is unsinkable.
Darling, you're cute,
but we spent 3 months looking for that damn ship,
so believe me, it's sunk.
You looked in the wrong place.
And now she's going to tell us where to find it!
Yes. Precisely.
What makes you think we were looking
in the wrong place?
This navigation sheet.
This is Oloukine's itinerary.
Where did you find that?
I am Sacha Chernetsov, Oloukine's granddaughter.
I found it at my grandpas.
Captain Lund, Olga told me
you could help me find the Davai.
She's a brave lad. Listen to her.
So if we follow the navigation chart.
Oloukine passed by the extreme north of Novoya Zemlya.
But then, instead of heading East
as was expected through the Kara Sea,
he tried his chances going West through the Barents Sea.
He must be there,
between Franz Josef Land and Spitsbergen,
and blocked by the ice.
So assuming that your report was written by Oloukine,
assuming that he'd thought of another route
to get to the Pole,
a route that crosses the Barents Sea,
what proves that he actually took it?
He didn't have the choice.
Two years ago, in July,
the weather on the Kara was disastrous. I checked.
Force 10 winds... No ship could sail there.
I assure you, Captain, the Davai has not sunk.
It's waiting for you, here.
With the million roubles promised by the Tsar.
A million divided by 10... That's almost 100,000 each.
Stop dreaming, it won't be you distributing the cuts.
Winter is coming. We leave tomorrow.
You'll only have to wait a few weeks.
But I'm going with you!
Out of the question.
But why? I can help you. I know the region perfectly.
Ask me anything.
The surface area of the Kara Sea?
340,000 square miles.
Spitsbergen's latitude? 78 degrees...
And the captain's age?
38 and a half.
I swear, I know everything!
Mowson, you have a tattoo on your right buttock.
You, Frenchy, you're a good cook
but a bad singer.
- And you Briscoe... - Enough!
Don't waste your time, my mind is made up.
Don't worry, you'll get your share.
I don't care about the money. Keep it!
I must find the Davai to save my family's honor.
And I already paid for my trip, didn't I, "Captain" Larson?
What's this all about?
No, well you see, it's just that I...
Oloukine gave me those earrings. They were extremely valuable.
Give them back.
I can't, because I...
Gambled them away.
Tomorrow, 4 AM on the pier. You better be on time!
Everyone on board!
We did it.
He's a man of honor. He had take you.
But you might pay a high price for this.
Watch it!
- Sorry! - Out of the way!
Well, Oloukine's granddaughter is quite the sailor.
Briscoe, take her below!
There's your cabin, Princess.
- Where are we? - It's quarantine cabin.
Don't complain, it's the only bed left.
Hull in the main sail!
Hull in the jib!
I took the girl to quarantine cabin!
Good. She can stay there. Navy, you sure we're on course?
Yes, captain, but there is a strong current.
Aye.
Hey! What are you doing here?
Sit!
Stop that!
Hah! You seemed to have found a friend!
This is Shakle. He's punished.
He steals and gnaws on the rigging.
Shakle!
Frenchy! Frenchy! Frenchy! Frenchy!
Frenchy! Frenchy!
Smells delicious!
* Chefs like Frenchy are few, *
* King of the soup, of the sauce, and the stew... *
Have you eaten?
They brought food in my cabin.
Are you sure you're allowed to talk to me?
Who cares! You'd get a better view from up here.
Too scared?
Suit yourself!
It'd be safer if you held onto me.
Just stop jiggling everythig.
Well, hey, the view's already great from here.
Hey! You're fast!
I thought you'd be better at embroidery
than peeling potatoes.
Olga showed me how to do it.
Did you really work at the White Bear for a month?
And I thought you were a real snob.
I have to go.
Hey, you forgot your oilskin.
Look here, young Katch is flirting.
And what you think that you stand a chance
with a girl like that?
Look at yourself!
Well at least, I didn't steal her earrings!
- I know she likes me. - Larson!
- Why aren't you at your post? - It's that girl, she's...
Leave her alone!
Looks bad. Change course.
No! Stay on course.
All hands on deck! At your posts!
And, lower the mainsail!
Lower the mainsail!
Hull in the jib!
Navy! She has to stay in her cabin!
You can't stay here! Captain's orders.
It's okay! I'm safe.
Watch out!
Secure that boat, for Christ's sake!
Maloney, Briscoe! Get up here!
- Get up, let's go! - What's happening?
We have two injured, we need the cabin. Go with the others.
You wanted to be a sailor, didn't you?
Anyway, that girl will not only bring us bad luck,
but also will get in the way.
- She did help you earlier. - We'd have coped without her.
Hello. The first mate sent me here.
Come in. Your bunk's in the back.
Come on, they may stink but hey, they're not bad guys.
Katch, the ice! Wake up!
See Oulouk...
we've finally made it.
Ice fields ahead!
Everyone at your post!
Full speed ahead! Let's go!
Come on, buck up! Push! Push!
Back out, or we'll run aground!
Full speed astern!
- Stop! Stop! - Stop.
Hurry up!
- Okay guys? - Mowson, take this.
Come on stop dreaming. To work!
The rudder is clear!
Everybody on board!
Full speed ahead!
Captain! There!
A lifeboat, port side!
I can't see. We'll check it out.
Captain. Can I come with you?
I know the Davai's lifeboats.
Maloney, come with me!
Larson.
This place is dangerous.
If I'm not back in an hour, just leave.
Are you sure you want to come?
Might not be a pretty sight.
I'd say it's been here a year.
It's a lifeboat from the Davai. Then they capsized.
I understand.
But you were right. The Davai did come this way.
Captain! Fog is rising!
Better get back.
They're late. How long has it been?
Almost two hours.
The hull won't take it. We have to get out of here.
We'll leave when I give the order.
There! Look ahead!
There they are!
Watch out! Above you!
- Get out of here! - What's he saying?
Get out of there! Get out...
Full steam ahead!
Sacha! Get out of there.
Yes, coming!
- I grabbed the maps. - Good.
Now go help the others up front.
We have to free the topsails.
Larson, grab some dynamite and get up here!
I told you not to wait.
I wasn't going to let you die!
You would've done the same for me.
Dream on. I would have never sacrificed my ship.
Do you realize the mess you've got us in?
Take cover!
Lund!
Larson!
Well?
He's in bad shape.
And we lost all our penicillin.
I don't know how we're going to make it.
We must find the Davai.
There's surely medicine on board.
Larson, we need to talk.
- We won't last a week. - Split the rations.
I already have.
Find a solution! And mum's the word.
The only solution is to reach the Davai by foot.
Look,
we found their lifeboat here.
The must have left the Davai, and headed south.
We need to find their route and head north from that spot.
We don't know that for sure.
We should wait for another ship to come.
We can't afford to wait.
- What now? - We've had it. We're goners!
Woah! Calm down!
Everyone listen to me!
We saved supplies for a fortnight.
We can't expect the whalers
to come by before next year.
Whether we stay here or row south,
the chances to make it through the winter are slim.
We have only one solution, finding the Davai.
We've heard enough of that damned boat!
Remember, we found a lifeboat.
The Davai can't be far.
I've just reread Oloukine's notes.
Two years ago, if you recall winter came late.
The Davai must be stuck
in the ice a little farther north.
That's rubbish!
There's isn't a ship that can resist
the pressure of the ice floe.
It's sunk like the Norge!
- Of course it's sunk! - That's right!
That's the point.
The Davai was designed to withstand the ice.
- Oloukine designed... - Shut up!
It's is all your fault!
One more word from you and you'll get one.
Like what? One of these?
My brother's right.
The Davai is our only hope.
I'm fine. I'm fine.
You better look after them.
And protect the girl.
81 degrees, 6 minutes. The Davai should be over there,
behind these mountains of ice.
It's a hummock.
It goes on for miles.
We haven't got the supplies to go round it.
We'll have to climb it.
Come on, lads! We can do it!
Go on! Push!
That's great!
Come on!
Watch out!!
Captain! You all right?
Captain!
Captain.
The wound has opened. He has to rest.
Okay.
We'll set up camp here.
- Certainly not! - What?
We've already lost 3 days,
we're almost out of supplies.
Your only hope of finding the Davai...
is to leave immediately.
We just can't abandon you here.
Only you can bring the Davai home.
Larson is more than capable without me.
You know I don't have your skills.
Enough, you should have already left.
That's an order.
You're not fit to give orders.
Is this more convincing?
Leave him here.
It's all his fault.
A real captain would have never listened to that girl.
I agree! We'll probably all die here because of him.
They're right. Get a move on!
Don't just stand there!
Okay, lads. Pack it up. We're leaving!
But we can't abandon him here all alone.
- He'll die! - That's his problem.
You're just so pathetic.
I won't let you!
Good one!
Come up! Let's go!
Come up! Come up!
He won't survive two more days.
I'm sorry about what I said when Lund...
No, don't apologize. I owe you...
for your earrings. I'm sorry.
- Give that back! - You've got more than me!
You got your share like the rest!
Well, of course!
We all got less than you.
Obviously, Frenchy always serves his friends first.
Katch, look! We've reached the summit.
There's nothing. Where is the Davai?
Sacha!
We're not stopping here. We going down.
Get going, the blizzard's coming!
I knew it. She doesn't know where we are going.
We're all going to die here.
That's mine.
- Move it. Move on! - I'm starving.
Hey! My turn!
Is that all?
Why does he get two plates?
That's for Sacha.
For the girl who's responsible for our deaths.
Are you crazy? Give it to me!
No! Stop it!
- Give it to me! - Let go!
- Give it! - Have you gone mad? Stop it!
Don't touch me!
Darn kid! Look at what you've done.
Don't touch my food, okay?
Hey that's mine!
It ain't yours! It's on the ground.
- Don't. - What?
This is all your fault.
To Sacha Chernetsov.
Sacha!
Sacha! Sacha!
Shakle, where's Sacha? Fetch, boy, fetch!
Sacha!
Ship's log, April 13th.
The men don't listen to me anymore.
This winter has dealt a blow to my authority.
They refused to carry on our mission to the Pole
and to carry supplies any further
that would allow us to return home.
May 21st,
they took lifeboats
to head south, hoping to find a passing whaling ship.
Ship's log, June 2nd.
Despite all this, I have decided
to pursue my goal.
No turning back now.
I leave behind me my ship.
It will be waiting for me at the coordinates 87.2 - 76.5.
I know where the Davai is.
Nothing.
We should be able to see it from here.
There's nothing, I told you!
88.7 degrees.
Wait.
With the drift of the ice...
it could also be...
There she is!
We have been saved!
Yes! Yes! Yes!
July 25th.
I am getting close.
I know it.
August 2nd. I've made it.
The Pole is mine.
The most difficult part starts now!
September 16th.
The blizzards been blowing strong for three days.
My strength is failing.
October 22nd.
I think that my journey ends here.
I will no longer have the strength
to return to the Davai.
It's magnificent.
I would like you to see this, my little Sacha.
To Sacha.
Come on!
Pull!
Will you never learn?
The difference between port and starboard?