Green for a Pirates Dream
(seaQuest DSV – Bridge)
Hitchcock: Hydrothermal vent platform systems are operational, sir.
Bridger: Thank you, Commander. I am now free to tell you what the primary purpose of this mission is. The platform will become a launching pad. We’re going to fire a probe --
Raleigh Young: A magma buoy, Nathan.
Bridger: Magma buoy, which, if successful, will predict earthquakes and volcanic eruptions. WSKR view, Mr. Ortiz.
Ortiz: WSKR view on forward screen.
Bridger: Firing key, Raleigh.
(Monito Island – Four Months Later)
Mack Stumpf: Stop it.
Bobby: No.
Mack: Stop it. (explosion in next room) What the hell is it?
Bobby: Oh, what the hell?
Jessie Fagin: What is it?
Bobby: It’s a bomb.
Mack: It’s not a bomb.
Grant Fagin: Damn thing’s hot. Aw, no, no, damn it, not when we’re so close.
Mack: Oh, great, it’s the UEO.
Jessie: Quiet. Dad? Dad, it’s making a high-pitched noise.
Grant: It’s a military probe, you’re hearing the homing beacon engage. (walks outside) Why now?
Jessie: Daddy, I’m sorry.
Grant: I know, honey, me too. They’re going to find us, you know.
Mack: When they do, I’m gonna kill ‘em.
(Muertos Trough - Depth 1,000 feet)
(seaQuest – Launch Bay)
Krieg: How long you gonna be in Pearl Harbor?
Lucas: A week.
Krieg: A week, OK, good. Why don’t you give this number a call if you can give the old man a slip, ask for Candy, she’s got a --
Bridger: He’s not going to be giving anybody the slip. This trip is for training, not recreation.
Krieg: Training, sir, yes. Have a good trip, sir.
Bridger: Well, she’s all yours, Commander.
Ford: Thank you, sir.
Bridger: And, uh, keep an eye on him.
Crocker: (laughs) You got it, Cap. Safe trip.
Bridger: Uh, Lieutenant . . .
Krieg: Yes, sir.
Bridger: How old is this Candy?
Krieg: Forty-three, but she’s got a sixteen year old daughter. They’re lovely people.
Bridger: Really? (enters launch)
O’Neill: (on loudspeaker) Captain to the bridge.
Ford: (into PAL) What is it, Mr. O’Neill?
O’Neill: (on PAL) A satellite secure alert, sir.
Ford: (into PAL) On my way.
Crocker: Still time to get the Captain back, sir. Not that would be necessary.
(Bridge)
Westphalen: Raleigh Young’s magma buoy has surfaced.
Ford: It did? Mr. O’Neill?
O’Neill: Sat’s sending homing beacon coordinates -- sixty-seven point nine degrees west, eighteen point one degrees north.
Ford: Let’s see a map. We’re in the Muertos Trough, Monito’s a few hours from here.
O’Neill: I’ve got Admiral Noyce on the ward room vid-link.
Ford: Lay in a course for Monito.
O’Neill: Yes, sir.
Ford: Dr. Westphalen?
(Ward Room)
Ford: Admiral Noyce, Captain Bridger just left for the symposium.
Noyce: (on screen) That’s fine, Commander. Hello, Dr. Westphalen.
Westphalen: Admiral Noyce.
Noyce: (on screen) Raleigh Young’s magma buoy has surfaced.
Ford: Yes, sir, we’ve laid in a course to Monito.
Noyce: (on screen) Well done, proceed immediately.
Ford: (into comlink) Helm, this is Ford, proceed to Monito.
Helmsman: (on comlink) Aye, sir.
Noyce: (on screen) Raleigh’s on his way. He’ll chopper to Monito tomorrow. I want you to wait for sunlight, then find the magma buoy, but don’t touch it. Raleigh should supervise that. We’ve hit some luck having it surface on an uninhabited island, but urgency’s a factor. I’ll let Raleigh explain.
Computer: Transferring vid-link to mobile unit.
Raleigh: (on screen) That’s our turn! Take the beltway! Are you listening to me?
Driver: (off screen) Yes, sir.
Raleigh: (on screen) Well, Commander, it’s about time. Where’s Nathan?
Ford: He’s on his way to Pearl Harbor.
Raleigh: (on screen) Well, then I’m in charge.
Westphalen: Uh, Raleigh, relax.
Raleigh: (on screen) I can’t relax, the magma buoy’s on land, isn’t it?
Westphalen: Apparently.
Raleigh: (on screen) It’s purpose is to track the flow of lava, wherever it spit out, it stands to reason that molten rock will follow.
Westphalen: You’re absolutely right.
Raleigh: (on screen) Of course I’m right. You don’t have to adhere to the speed limit, we are the government.
Ford: Am I to understand you’re expecting a volcanic eruption?
Raleigh: (on screen) That’s right, Commander. I’m expecting a force of nature more devastating than a hydrogen bomb.
(Monito Island)
Bobby: (digging, looks up) Hey, Grant, Grant. You wanna tell him.
Grant: You! Out.
Mack: (in a tree) No.
Bobby: Mack! Get outta that tree.
Mack: Somebody’s gotta do this, ‘cause somebody’s gonna come for that UEO thing.
Bobby: That’s right, that’s why we should be digging.
Mack: They’re gonna make us stop.
Bobby: This isn’t illegal, it’s just stupid, and unless somebody comes from the board of education, we’re probably very safe. (Mack laughs) All right, yeah, laugh. Go ahead, laugh.
Bobby: (to Jessie) He’s lost his mind, you know that.
Grant: Look, everybody, nothing changes until they get here, OK? Maybe they’ll just pick up their shell and leave.
Mack: Yeah, and maybe they’ll tell the Dominican Republic what we’re doing and we’ll be annexed.
Jessie: Stop.
Bobby: What?
Jessie: Look. We found something. I can’t believe it. Dad! Dad, hurry. Dad, come here.
Grant: Oh, no.
Bobby: No, no, Mack, Mack, it’s fragile.
Grant: Bobby . . .
Bobby: Mack, relax, it’s fragile, you might break something.
Grant: Stede . . . Bonnet. It’s his desk from the Royal James. The wood’s gone, but it’s his desk. Oh God! Ahh!
Bobby: What does it mean?
Grant: It means, we’re there. (all cheer, hear helicopter) Oh, no. Oh, no. No.
(Monito Island – Beach)
Westphalen: Welcome.
Raleigh: We shouldn’t stay longer than necessary. This island’s about to go the way of Atlantis. What are they doing?
Westphalen: Oh, now, don’t start haranguing the crew, we only just got here ourselves.
Raleigh: Well, it looks like they’re preparing a picnic.
(Foliage)
Bobby: What kind of a boat is that?
Jessie: It’s a launch.
Bobby: Launched from where?
Grant: A submarine, a big submarine.
Bobby: Then we’re finished.
Mack: (smiles) How much dynamite we got left?
Bobby: What?
Grant: Oh, no, Mack, Mack.
(Beach)
Raleigh: (Krieg takes off shirt) Here! What are you doing?
Krieg: Getting some sun.
Raleigh: This is inexcusable. Time is of the essence. Do you know what we’re dealing with?
Ford: Lieutenant Krieg volunteered to man the base camp, Doctor Young. Now, if he wants to do it out of uniform, I don’t have a problem with that.
Raleigh: We don’t have time for a base camp, we’ve got to find the buoy.
Ford: As soon as we calibrate the beacon monitor. Mr. Ortiz?
Ortiz: Another minute.
Ford: All right, Doctor?
Raleigh: I still think that’s inappropriate.
Westphalen: Raleigh, why don’t you take your jacket off and cool down?
Raleigh: I’m just fine, thank you.
(Shack)
Bobby: Mack, hey, Mack.
Grant: Bobby, don’t let him get to that dynamite.
Bobby: Will you stop it?
Mack: Stop it? You can’t stop it, Bobby, they’re here.
Grant: Mack, that’s enough, it’s that probe they’re after.
Mack: They’ll march straight to it, right. It’s got a homing beacon, right.
Grant: He’s right about that.
Mack: That’ll lead ‘em straight by the dig.
Bobby: All right, then let’s move this thing.
Jessie: The equipment sling.
Grant: Mack, Mack, let’s help Bobby move this thing, all right? We’ll move it to the north side of the island, all right?
Mack: OK. Here, I got it, I got it. OK, OK, push it.
Bobby: Look out. Look out. Let’s go, let’s go. Watch your feet.
Grant: Wait a minute.
Mack: All right, ready, 1 . . . 2 . . . uhh.
Bobby: Go, go.
Mack: Come on, come on.
(Beach)
Ortiz: It’s moving, Commander Ford, it’s moving, the buoy’s moving.
Ford: Chief, we have a security breach. The buoy is moving.
Crocker: Break out the field weapons. On the double, let’s go.
Crewman: Yes, sir.
Crocker: Mars, I want you to stand guard near the base camp.
Mars: Yes, sir.
Ford: Doctor Westphalen, you and Doctor Young reload the launch. Mars, help them. (hands gun to Westphalen)
Westphalen: Oh, no, no, you take it, (gives gun to Crocker) I couldn’t possib--
Ford: Use mine. Notify UEO that a third party has the buoy, and I’m treating it as a terrorist act. Let’s move.
Crocker: All right, move out! On the double, let’s go!
(Jungle)
Grant: Jessie, come on.
Mack: Nuts, Bobby.
Jessie: Guys, hurry.
Bobby: I got the stretcher.
Mack: You can’t hurry this thing, Jess.
Bobby: Jessie, go on ahead, we’ll deal with this.
Jessie: No, you need help.
Bobby: You got it Mack?
Mack: Yeah!
Bobby: Go!
Grant: Come on. We got to go that way.
Bobby: Oh, come on, are you nuts?
Grant: Mack, Walter’s up there.
Mack: Walter?
Grant: Walter.
Bobby: This is crazy.
Grant: We’re partners.
(Elsewhere)
Ford: How far away are they?
Ortiz: About three hundred yards. They’re not moving very fast, they must be on foot.
Crocker: (picks up empty can of dog food) Commander, look at this, dog food.
Ford: Maybe we’re not dealing with terrorists.
Crocker: Could be homesteaders, or tourists, maybe college kids looking to tap a keg on spring break.
Ford: All right, let’s be careful, try not to hurt anybody. Let’s get the buoy.
(Deeper in the Jungle)
Bobby: Forget it, they’re on us. (drops buoy) Come on, come on. (runs away)
Ford: (running up) Chief, Ortiz, get this buoy back to the launch.
Crocker: Aye, Commander.
Ford: (grabbing Ortiz’s gun) Give me your weapon. Krieg, come on.
Grant: (further into the jungle) Bobby, split. Come on, honey. (group goes in two directions)
Ford: Stop! I said stop! (fires gun into ground, Bobby stops) On your belly!
Krieg: (chasing Mack) Stop! I said stop! (Mack trips over grave) All right, stay down! Stay down! All right, who are you?
Mack: Mack Stumpf.
Krieg: Who do you work for?
Mack: Myself.
Krieg: What country, government, confederation? Answer me.
Mack: Nobody! I work for myself. You just take your thing and get out of here!
Krieg: (looks at grave) Who’s Walter Ohio?
Jessie: Walter was his dog.
Mack: That’s right.
Krieg: Commander?
Ford: They’re treasure hunters . . . so they claim.
(Dig Site)
Grant: Commander, this scratch plate came from Stede Bonnet’s desk. Bonnet was Blackbeard’s partner. Men have been searching for that treasure for three hundred years and we just found it.
Ford: Well, congratulations, but at least on a temporary basis, you’re gonna have to leave the island. You’re in imminent peril.
Grant: From what?
Ford: I can’t say.
Grant: Mack and I gave up tenured teaching positions just to search for this treasure. My, my daughter Jessie has delayed her own career just for this moment. Now, we’re not about to just pack up and leave this island without some kind of explanation.
Ford: I’m not authorized to give you an explanation. What I can tell you is that your life -- all of your lives -- are in danger.
Grant: From what?
Ford: It’s classified.
Grant: Bobby and I had wives leave us, our lives turned to mud. Now, everything we have is this treasure we’re standing on right now. Now, I’m sorry, but I’m not gonna leave this island, and I don’t this you have the authority to make me leave.
Crocker: (on PAL) Commander, launch is ready.
Ford: (into PAL) Right there, Chief. Does he speak for all of you?
Jessie: Yes, he speaks for all of us.
Ford: OK, good luck to you.
Grant: Thanks, Commander.
Ford: Lieutenant. (walks off)
Krieg: You know, uh, I might be able to find some state of the art digging equipment if you’d --
Ford: Lieutenant.
Krieg: Coming. Wouldn’t want much. Coming.
Mack: I’ll bet you wouldn’t.
(Beach)
Westphalen: Didn’t you bring the others with you?
Ford: They won’t leave the island.
Westphalen: But they have to leave.
Ford: Well, I can’t force them, Doctor.
Raleigh: Are you just going to do nothing?
Ford: Can we declassify the buoy?
Raleigh: Of course not.
Ford: Then there’s nothing I can do.
Raleigh: But Commander.
Ford: I have no authority to explain to them the danger they may be in, and I don’t have the manpower here to drag them off the island.
(Sea Launch)
Ford: Security, take the wheel. Get us out of here. I’m calling Titusville to get UEO to declassify the buoy.
Ortiz: It’s sonar, right?
Raleigh: Yes.
Ortiz: How can sonar tell you that these people are in danger?
Raleigh: If it works, it will show the density of molten rocks, the pressure points in the chambers it has traveled. In simpler terms, it will show us where the earth is about to explode.
Westphalen: Explode, and kill people.
Ford: Well, Doctor, I tried. UEO won’t budge. All they care about is the buoy.
Westphalen: So there’s nothing we can do?
(seaQuest – Sea Deck)
Raleigh: (connects buoy to computer, pushes some buttons, screen shows path of buoy) I did it. I did it! I did it!
Westphalen: Raleigh, get a grip. (gives Westphalen a bear hug) Oh, no, not on me.
Raleigh: Kristin, look at it. I did it!
Westphalen: Yes, yes, you did it. Now, what does it mean?
Raleigh: A Nobel prize, Kristin.
Westphalen: No, you egomaniac, I mean what does it mean for those fools on Monito?
(Bridger’s Room)
Ford: I feel very odd. I know you’re the Captain’s prerogative, but, I don’t know, I feel very odd about this. The UEO refused my request to declassify the buoy.
Professor Martinson: Why?
Ford: They said it was enough to give the four people on Monito an emphatic warning. That to reveal the existence of the buoy is to ask that it be held hostage the next time it is used.
Professor Martinson: And what do you think, Jonathan?
Ford: I think the UEO is too big to care about four treasure hunters. They don’t see them as individuals, as people.
Professor Martinson: Would the UEO care about the treasure?
Ford: I didn’t mention the treasure. I don’t really know that there is one. I mean, all I know is that they found a scratch plate from a desk belonging to Stede Bonnet.
Professor Martinson: Bonnet’s treasure is thought to contain the crown jewels of France, and the plays of Francis Bacon.
Ford: How much --
Professor Martinson: The crown jewels are worth one billion dollars, the plays of Francis Bacon are priceless.
Ford: No wonder they don’t want to leave.
Professor Martinson: Can you be rich . . . and dead, Jonathan?
(Sea Deck)
Crocker: Here we go, here we go, ready? (throws stick) Go get it. Atta boy. All right, atta boy, come on. Yeah, that’s it, come on. Way to go, Darwin, way to go. That’s good. Gonna go again. Ready? (throws stick) Go get it. Well, go get it.
Darwin: You get it.
Crocker: What?
Darwin: Get it yourself.
Ford: Chief, what are you doing?
Crocker: Uh, Lucas asked me to play with Darwin while he was gone, Commander.
Darwin: Crocker get toy.
Crocker: No, no, no. I throw, you fetch. Go get it, go on, go.
Ford: Chief, I’m thinking of forcing those people off Monito.
Crocker: That’s a tough call, Commander. These sonic stun guns don’t work out of doors, uh, kind of hard to hit a moving target with a tranquilizer gun. Plus, you know, they could be just sitting there waiting on us. Tough call. How much time we got?
Ford: I don’t know.
(Ward Room)
Raleigh: The buoy coursed upward, and remained for a while in a shallow magma chamber, under the island. The pressure in the chamber continued to rise, and then suddenly, it dropped. Which must be associated with the surface eruption that ejected the buoy.
Ford: Is there a chance that could be the only eruption?
Raleigh: I doubt it. The pyroclastic event that ejected the buoy will be followed by an eruption that could blow up the entire island.
Westphalen: The WSKRS that we deployed are picking up micro-seismic events, the sea floor is swarming as the magma chamber is filling up. Our computer modeling predicts a major eruption in ten hours.
Ford: You’re certain?
Raleigh: The data is consistent. It will be exactly ten hours.
Ford: Doctor, I’m going to take a civilian launch, and I’m going to get those people, even if it means violating the security classifications.
Raleigh: Commander, if we’re going to put a career in jeopardy, let it be mine. I’m going with you.
(Monito Island – Dig Site)
Bobby: Trough!
Grant: Jessie, Jessie.
Jessie: I’m not leaving, so forget it.
Grant: He said imminent peril.
Jessie: It’s still my choice.
Grant: I know it’s your choice, but it’s making me sick.
Bobby: It’s her choice, Grant.
Mack: Trough!
Grant: Honey, please, I’ve put thirty years into this, you have your whole life in front of you.
Jessie: So am I supposed to struggle my whole life searching for something? It’s here! Right now. I’ve put in as much time on this island as you have.
Bobby: She’s got you there, Grant.
Grant: Shut up, Bobby, and dig.
Mack: Yeah, shut up and dig, Bobby.
Bobby: I liked you better in the tree. (Mack imitates a monkey)
Ford: Excuse me, hello.
Grant: What do you want?
Ford: I want you to meet Doctor Raleigh Young.
Grant: Hello, Doctor Raleigh Young.
Raleigh: Hello.
Ford: He’s one of the world’s leading geologists.
Grant: Well, a geologist. If you’re looking for rocks, help yourself.
Raleigh: I’m looking for a reason.
Bobby: You want a reason?? How about this for a reason? (holds up cup) Or this? (holds up pick-ax) Now do you want to get out of here -- (Jessie comes over)
Raleigh: Despite the playground bravura of your unlettered ruffian, this island will be vaporized in a backwash of volcanic ash in exactly, seven hours.
Grant: Does this have anything to do with that probe?
Raleigh: I can’t say, but I assure you, the bell will toll.
Ford: I understand why you don’t want to leave.
Grant: You have no idea.
Ford: The crown jewels of France, the plays of Francis Bacon . . .
Grant: I gave away my life, just for this moment, endured thirty years of ridicule and doubt. I’m not leaving this island, and you don’t have the slightest idea what it’s like to devote your entire life to one, just one, glorious moment. You haven’t lived that long.
Raleigh: I have, please. My life has been given over to a single moment. It’s ironic that your moment and mine have found themselves arriving together on this island. I designed the probe, it’s a magma buoy. Four months ago it was fired into a thermal vent, nine thousand feet deep, along the Mid-Atlantic ridge. It traveled a river of lava to get here, and I can assure you, that river of lava is not far behind. By telling you this, I have just violated a sacred oath.
Grant: Thank you. (turns back to group) If we don’t get off this island, we’re all going to die.
Bobby: Are you leaving?
Grant: Jessie?
Jessie: I’m going to stay with you.
Grant: Well, then, I’m leaving.
Bobby: Oh, damn it! It’s five years.
Grant: I know, Bobby.
Bobby: All right, yeah, fine, who cares?
Grant: Hey, Mack. Come on, Mack, we’re getting out of here. Mack? (hears explosions, group goes to beach)
(Beach)
Mack: Ah, ha, ha, burn, baby, burn.
Crewman: Stop! Stop! Stay where you are!
Raleigh: Notify seaQuest.
Ford: I can’t, the transmitters built into the launch.
Raleigh: Well, they’ll send another launch, won’t they?
(Dig Site)
Grant: Five year, and this is it. Hell, I could have gone swimming and gotten more than that.
Bobby: You got more than this, Grant, you just can’t take it with you. But you’ve got proof.
Mack: Try spending that at your local Jeep dealership.
Bobby: Whatever we get out of this, let’s take with us with some dignity. You hear me, Mack?
Mack: I ain’t leavin’, Bobby.
Grant: Don’t stay here and die just because you blew up their launch.
Mack: I’m not leaving this island to end up in prison.
Grant: They understand, Mack. If they didn’t, you wouldn’t be sitting in that tree, you’d be tied to it.
Mack: I’m not leavin’ here, Grant. This is as close as I’ll ever get to rich, I might as well die here. This whole thing, it was your idea, you dumbbell.
Grant: Goodbye, Mack Stumpf.
(seaQuest – Bridge)
Radio man in Pearl Harbor: (on radio) seaQuest, tracking procedures complete on Sat-link four. UEO Central Command reports all data received from magma buoy.
O’Neill: That’s it, Pearl’s confirming. National’s confirming, buoy data has been received.
Radio man at National: (on radio) seaQuest, analysis shows an offset in the ICG, it’s about two hours.
O’Neill: (into radio) Fast or slow? Uh, huh, thank you. seaQuest out. (turns to Westphalen) National requests that Doctor Young check the internal chronometer on the buoy. It’s off by two hours.
Westphalen: Fast or slow?
O’Neill: Slow.
Westphalen: By two hours?
O’Neill: National thinks so.
Westphalen: Get Commander Ford immediately.
Crocker: They’ve been gone for seven hours, Doctor, Commander Ford estimated an eight hour round trip.
O’Neill: I’m not getting any response.
Westphalen: Well, how can that be?
O’Neill: If the launch is OK, we should have been able to reach them. If they ran into trouble we should have heard a signal from the distress beacon.
Crocker: No, no, not necessarily. The launch is civilian, not military, there’s no redundance systems on there. If it got hit, the distress beacon could have been taken out before it got a chance to activate.
Ortiz: There’s been nothing on sonar to indicate that kind of explosion between here and the shoreline.
O’Neill: Should I have UEO scramble a chopper out of San Juan?
Crocker: It would take forty-five minutes for a chopper to get to Monito. If they’re still on that island, and if National’s correct, it’s too late.
(Monito Island – Beach)
(He sees the ocean begin to boil.)
Raleigh: Oh my God, it can’t be.
(seaQuest – Bridge)
Ortiz: I’m getting serious seismic activity.
Westphalen: Where?
Ortiz: It’s subsurface, I can’t pinpoint it.
(Monito Island – Beach)
Raleigh: I assure you, there won’t be time to feel the pain. It will wash over us like a blanket of fire. We’ll be like, the head of a match when it’s struck
Bobby: Will you shut up? Jessie, I love you.
Grant: Bobby, for God’s sake.
Jessie: Bobby --
Bobby: I’ve loved you since the first hole we dug. I love the way you smell, like, like New Orleans bougainvillea in April. I love the way you glide across the sand like a rolling fog.
Jessie: Bobby --
Bobby: Love me back, Jessie, just for a minute. Lie to me, but please, just love me back.
Jessie: I can’t lie to you. (in a nearby tree, Mack falls coming down ladder, sees box uncovered in hole)
(seaQuest – Bridge)
Ortiz: It’s getting louder.
Westphalen: Play back the buoy data! I want longitude and latitude, the buoy has an inertial navigation system in the buoy.
Crocker: Mr. Ortiz, take navigation.
Westphalen: Stop the data at the point where the pressure drops -- there. Can you hit that?
Crocker: Weapons officer?
Phillips: Yes, sir.
Westphalen: Can you hit that?
Phillips: Yes, sir.
Westphalen: Then do it.
Phillips: I’m not authorized to fire torpedoes.
Westphalen: You’re not firing a torpedo, you are firing a research tool at a volcano under the orders of the chief scientist.
Phillips: Chief?
Crocker: Doctor, I’m not authorized to fire either.
Westphalen: Oh, for -- fire the torpedoes!
Phillips: All of them?
Westphalen: I don’t know, we have to blow a hole through the side of the sea floor rise, we may be able to vent the lava into the sea, before the volcano explodes over the island.
Ortiz: Helm, bring us around to zero five zero, coordinates sixty-seven point eight degrees west, eighteen point nine degrees north.
Phillips: Flooding tubes one and two, how big a hole do you want?
Westphalen: Two hundred feet deep.
Crocker: Flood all tubes, maximum charge.
Phillips: Flooding all tubes, one hundred percent charge, all torpedoes. Firing sequence, all tubes in sequence.
O’Neill: Admiral Noyce on emergency link from Pearl Harbor.
Westphalen: Oh, not now.
O’Neill: I have to.
Noyce: (on screen) What the hell is going on down there?
Westphalen: Uh, we have a crisis, Admiral.
Noyce: (on screen) You’re at defcon one, you’ve activated global defense systems.
Phillips: Firing sequence engages in fifty seconds.
Noyce: (on screen) Who are you firing at? Why is she in charge? Where’s Commander Ford? Have you all lost your minds?
Westphalen: Turn him off.
(Monito Island – Dig Site)
Mack: (opens box) Hey, Bobby! (takes out plays, runs off) I got it, I got it!
(seaQuest DSV – Bridge)
Phillips: Forty seconds.
Ortiz: We’re getting tremors off the sea floor.
O’Neill: Admiral Noyce on emergency link.
Phillips: Thirty seconds.
Bridger: (on screen) Kristin, what’s going on?
Westphalen: We’re receiving a seismic swarm, a lava backwash is about to devour an island, Commander Ford, Doctor Young, and half a dozen other people are still on it.
Phillips: Twenty seconds.
Ortiz: Measurable activity.
Crocker: Helm.
Westphalen: Fire.
Phillips: Fifteen seconds.
Bridger: (on screen) Kristin.
Westphalen: We are trying to cut a vent in the sea floor.
Noyce: (on screen) I order you to stand down.
Westphalen: Nathan.
Phillips: Ten seconds.
Bridger: (on screen) You’ve done the right thing, just pray that it works.
Phillips: In three . . . two . . . one . . .
Westphalen: Fire.
(Monito Island – Beach)
Mack: (running over) I got it! I got it! (all see volcano in sea) Check it out, Bobby, the plays of Sir Francis Bacon. (pause) You told her?
Bobby: Mack.
Mack: What? What?
Bobby: I want to talk to you.
Mack: Bobby, no! What are you, a dummy? I told you to keep your mouth shut.
Grant: The years went by so fast, I, I didn’t notice you grow up, honey. I guess, maybe it’s time.
Jessie: I know.
(seaQuest DSV – Bridge)
Ortiz: Captain on the bridge.
Bridger: Carry on.
Westphalen: Nathan. (she hugs him)
Ford: Welcome back Captain.
Bridger: Thanks for cutting my trip short. (looks at item in Westphalen’s hand) What is this?
Westphalen: Captain Stede Bonnet’s cutlass. And this is Jessie Fagin. Jessie, this is Captain Bridger.
Bridger: Nice to meet you.
Jessie: How do you do.
Bridger: Been some excitement here.
Ford: Yeah, and thanks to Doctor Westphalen, we’re still here to talk about it.
Jessie: My father asked me to give this to you. (holds up scratch plate from Bonnet’s desk)
Bridger: Well, thank him. He’s found the second most sought after buried treasure in the world.
Jessie: Yeah, and now that he’s found that, he thinks he’s got a shot at finding Blackbeard’s.
Bridger: I wish him luck. Will you excuse us? (Bridger and Westphalen walk away) I didn’t want to discuss this over the vid-link, but the UEO is very unhappy about a science officer who was able to call up the full fire power of the seaQuest.
Westphalen: (innocently) Well, what was I supposed to do? We had a crisis.
Bridger: I know, I know. But you tore up a mile and a half of the ocean floor. You fired nine torpedoes, when five would have been enough.
Westphalen: (sheepishly) I didn’t know.
Bridger: That’s my fault. Admiral Noyce and I are still arguing. He wants to know who’s going to pay for the four unauthorized torpedoes.
Westphalen: You know what I’d say? I would say damn the torpedoes, and full speed ahead.