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[Mcgath]
Captain Bridger, last week

a u.E.O.
Scientific expedition
uncovered a chest

fabricated from a substance

that we cannot identify.

It was discovered
amongst other ruins

from the temple of haim,

which dates it back
over 6,000 years.

If this chest is
what we think it is,

it's going to force us

to revise most
of our current thinking

regarding ancient history.

We need seaquest
to send a landing party

to Alpha colony
to provide services
and security

for our scientific team.

Until we know for sure
what we have,

this is strictly eyes only.

Wow. It's nothing
like the brochure.

Mmm.

All the comforts of home.

If home happens to be
a u.E.O. Penitentiary.

I think the u.E.O.
Is more humane
to its prisoners.

You might be right
about that.

Some of us might
know each other,

but just
for the record,

playing
for my team...

Dr. Susan Kaufman,

head of
anthropological research

at the university
of Illinois.

Dr. Karen summers,

our expert
in text and languages.

Professor Tom kearny,

expert in things
less tangible

but no less significant.

What he means
is I have a Ph.D.
in theology,

and what
is tangible, bill,

is a matter
of opinion.

I'm Dr. William crichton--
bill, please--

general wrangler
for all these experts.

Well, now that
we know who we are,

I don't know
about you people,

but 6,000 years
of waiting

have left my
Patience stretched
pretty thin.

I say we get down
to the business
at hand, eh?

I don't believe this.

What is it?

It says, "do not open...

Until Christmas."

Professor,
I think you should do
the honors.

Well, darling,
if what's in this chest

is what we think it is,

every day
will be Christmas.

Have you been able to
make any of this out?

We're beginning
to get a sense

of the mathematical
logic involved.

We thought we had it,

but somehow
it didn't fit together.

We're still working on it.

Well?

Nothing, bill.

Absolutely nothing.

The reaction
from the u.E.O.

Might be best
described as shock.

I think the word here,
captain, is disappointment.

Stunning disappointment
might be more accurate.

How about
the writings

on the outside
of the chest?

Dr. Summers says
she needs more time,

but not to give up hope.

What's on the outside
might give a clue

as to what was inside.

Well, if she finds
anything...

I'll get to you
right away. Good night.

Thank you.

Didn't anyone ever teach you

that it's polite
to knock first?

[Door closes]

If you don't mind...

It's getting late.
We had a long trip.

Look,
I think you'd better...

What is this?

What are you doing?

What are you?

Captioning made possible by
universal television,
national broadcasting company,

and 1994 nci caption club/
grantsmanship

Here we go.

This is the time

that separates
the men from the boys.

Come on. Come on.

Come on.

Playing it tight,
man-to-man.

Pass back to Wilson.

Yes! Yes!
No! No!

No! No!
Yes! Yes!

Murray at the top
of the key. He shoots...

No! No!
Yes! Yes!

No!

Whoo! Don't nobody move.

You all owe me money.

Where are you going?
Grease this.

Thank you.

¶ I'm the lucky winner ¶

¶ I'm the lucky
winner ¶¶

all right, you two,
pay up.

I bet on the spartans,
and the spartans won.

Tough luck.
You got to beat
the spread.

The spread?

You got to beat
the spread, pal.

Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow!

Is he trying to pull
the sheep over my eyes?

That's wool, dagwood,

and you do have to
beat the spread.

[Console beeps]

It's the Alpha base.
It's the Alpha base.

It's the Alpha base.

Come in,
Alpha base...

And I owe you one.

Piccolo?

The almost late piccolo.

So how's
your secret mission?

You guys sing songs

and dance around
the campfire

and exchange secret
handshakes last night?

Actually, the big mission's
turned into something
of a fizzle.

So how are things
on the home front?

You guys getting by
without me?

It's tough, but
we're doing our best.

So, Tim, buddy, just
between the guys here,

what's going on
down there?

Sorry, Tony.
Loose lips and all that.

Who got you
Darlene's phone number

when you were
on your knees begging?

Darlene, yes.

Speaking of fizzles,
later, Tony.

Not my fault.

Oh, oh, oh.

Yes.

Susan?

Bill, you and Lonnie
take the east sector.

Wendy
and professor kearny

can check the depot.

Jim, you and Tim
check the airlock.

And Dr. Summers
and I will check
the loading dock.

Now everybody's
on an open channel,

so if you find anything,

just holler.

Let's move.

Well, we can split up
and save time,

or we can do this
together.

I think together
might be a better
idea, sir.

Yeah, that's what
I was thinking.

And bill
will do just fine.

I don't outrank you.

This way.

Doesn't look like
anyone's used this place

in over a century.

Yeah.

Aah!

It's o.K. It's o.K.

Here. Look.

It's not
very fashionable,

but considering what
it was designed for,
useful.

I feel so stupid.

Yeah? Then
you're one step
ahead of me

because I'm still
feeling terrified.

Come on. Let's go.

I can't believe
we used to mine
like this.

When strip mining
on the surface
was outlawed,

the miners
came down here.

Until the u.E.O.
Put a stop to it,

they were wreaking
the same kind
of havoc

on the ocean floor.

So much for so little.

Aah!

What's the problem,
commander?

I'm requesting permission
to seal off Alpha base.

Why?

There's been a murder.

I've sealed off the base.

Now until we know
what's going on here,

no one is to use the radio

or leave the base
without my orders.

What is it?

Well, Dr. Crichton and I

just finished examining
Susan's body.

And?

Well, without
the proper equipment...

What did you find, doctor?

She was completely
exsanguinated.

There wasn't
a drop of blood
left in her body.

Commander...

I think you should all
come with me.

This is taken directly

from the inscription
off the chest.

Remember I told you
we couldn't match it up

with anything
in the university computer?

Well, we finally
figured out why.

Watch.

It's a mirror image.

Have you
deciphered it?

Well, it's a little shaky,

but here goes.

Set...

The void...

Is eternal home.

What a minute, Karen.

What is this here?

Set.

What is set?

The ancient evil one.

A demon.

According
to most theologists,

it was the first name
given to...

Pure evil.

Why would someone write it
in a mirror image?

That took me
a while, too.

Maybe because
I didn't really
want to know.

The chest
is translucent.

You can almost see
right through it.

What I think is
that the inscription

was meant to be read
from the inside.

I'm not sure

I follow
your reasoning,
commander.

I'm not asking you to
follow my reasoning,

only that you follow
my orders.

No one is going back
to the seaquest

until we know
what's happened here.

I've informed
captain Bridger.

He's informed
secretary general mcgath.

The u.E.O. Supports
this course of action.

Yes, but
if we have released

some sort of...

I don't know what
to call this.

Some sort of evil,

wouldn't it be best

if we were
to leave Alpha base
immediately?

The only evil here,
Dr. Crichton,

is on two legs.

And I take it
you agree

with
your lieutenant's
assessment?

I am not about to endanger
the rest of my crew

or the seaquest.

Now something or someone
killed Dr. Kaufman.

Whoever or whatever it is,

it is here with us now.

It's contained.

Dr. Summers...

Do you really believe
what you said before,

about the inscription
being meant to be read
from the inside?

Unless you have
a better explanation.

I wish.

I've been trying
to come up with one

for the last four hours.

You seem
to know something

about ancient
theology.

Well, what I don't understand

tends to make me nervous,
so I read a lot.

And that helps?

Not really.

The more I read,
the more questions
I have.

Every time I go past
a library,

I get an anxiety attack.

Maybe
you should stick
to the easy ones,

like
the little engine
that could.

I remember that one.

I think I can.
I think I can.

Gave me nightmares
for weeks.

Hold on here.

What is it?

I'm not
exactly sure,

but there's writing
on the bottom here.

From what
I can make out...

This might be
some sort

of an
instruction manual.

An instruction manual?
What do you mean?

Well, it's written
in the same code.

It's going to take me
some time,

but the first line reads...

To whomever finds that

which has been cast out.

How long will it take you

to figure out
the rest of it?

The lines from here to
the university are slow.

What if Lucas could relay
your information

through his computer
on seaquest?

Yeah. That would help.

If the lines
are up to speed,
24 hours.

Or better, if you can.

You really
intend to spend
the night here.

We'll buddy up.
Everybody in pairs.

That way it'll
be easier to...

To keep an eye
on each other?

You coming?

See you in a minute.

Dr. Smith...

Be careful.

What's wrong?

I don't know.
I just got a chill.

Don't you feel it?

It just got really cold.

I didn't
feel anything.

I'm all right.
I'll just feel better

when we get back
on seaquest.

Yeah. Won't we all?

Good night.

Good night.

¶ I'm the lucky winner ¶

¶ I'm the lucky winner ¶

¶ I'm the lucky-- ¶¶

grrr!

Later.

You know the part
I don't understand?

Besides all of it?

Tony said
that betting

was going to be fun,

but I'm not having
any fun.

[Intercom buzzes]

Lucas, you've got
a vidlink coming in.

Yeah, I'll be right there.

It's the luck of the draw.

Sometimes you get lucky,
sometimes you don't.

Got to go.

I understand.

Tony said he got lucky
Saturday night.

I wonder
what he bet that girl.

[Humming]

It should be
coming through
right now.

Transmission complete.

I've got it.

Good. Now you've got
a faster connection

to the university net.

See if you can contact
Dr. David krasnow

and see what
he can make of this.

Yeah. I'll get back to you.

How are you holding up?

When I worked
on the solar station
with my father,

all I wanted was
to be a u.E.O. Sailor.

Now that
I'm a u.E.O. Sailor,

I spend
an awful lot of time

wishing I was back
at that solar station.

Can I ask you something?

Shoot.

How well do you know
Dr. Crichton?

Why do you ask?

Interested?

I don't know,
but he seemed to be.

Yeah. I'm not surprised.

The divorce syndrome,

but I think he's peaking.

Look, don't take this
the wrong way,

but for the past
two months,

bill's asked most
of us female staff
out for coffee,

and most of us have
good-naturedly refused.

He's a good man, though.

Just going through
tough times.

I'll tell you,
when he gets
over it, though,

he'll be
a great catch.

Yeah, if he ever
gets over it.

I think I'll be fine

having a beautiful woman

looking after me tonight.

Are you all right?

Yeah, I just can't
get rid of this chill.

Thanks.

You'd think you'd
do it differently
next time.

Excuse me.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

It's truly none
of my business.

You're an empath.

It's o.K.

Say what you were
going to say.

You feel that you did
something wrong...

That you weren't
husband enough

or father enough...

But you gave all
that you had to give.

Correction. I gave...

I gave most of what
I had to give to my work.

I only gave what
I had left to give

to my family.

But you love
your work.

There's one problem there.

My work doesn't keep me
warm at night.

My work doesn't
love me back.

It's ironic.

I come from a fairly
religious family.

The more I became
interested in science,

the less my parents
were interested in me.

Religion and science

are not
mutually exclusive.

Now you tell me.

My parents were...

How can I
put this politely?

They were fairly parochial.

I think I saw science
and knowledge

as an escape,
as a way out

from this little world
that they had built,

so I buried myself
in facts.

The facts,
nothing but the facts.

And the facts came,

my parents left.

And your wife felt
the same way.

I don't know.
It was supposed to
be different.

I was the esteemed,
knowledgeable professor,

and she was my student.
It was perfect.

Thought I'd finally
met someone

who loved me
for my love of science.

Sounds like
you're not as wise
about women

as you are
about science.

You get an "a."

This is between us, o.K.?

All the science,

all the facts
and knowledge
in the world

don't amount
to the proverbial
hill of beans

if there's...

Nothing inside.

If there's nothing
to believe in

that's bigger
than the facts.

Am I making any sense?

Eloquently.

Alpha base.
Come in, Alpha base.

Commander,
are you there?

Captain?

I've just received
some information

you may find useful.

That would be useful.

According to secretary
general mcgath,

it seems that last winter

the u.E.O. Used Alpha base
as a secret site

for negotiations with
the mid-Atlantic alliance.

However,
certain modifications
had to be made

to make the site secure.

What sort
of modifications?

The entire base
is covered

with high-scan
video recorders.

You mean it's bugged?

To the teeth.

If they're right,
there's a possibility

you may have a recording
of the murder itself.

[O'Neill]
Commander?

I found one of the cameras.

We'll just
follow this conduit.

It should take us
to the main panel.

How long
will it take?

Half an hour.

O.k., get Brody
and Dr. Smith.

Tell them I want
to see them.

If others
ask questions,

say
it's seaquest
business.

Right, sir.

[O'Neill]
O.k., o.K., I'm sorry.

It took me more
than half an hour
to trace the camera,

but I found the link
to Dr. Kaufman's room.

Let's take a look.

[Door opens]

Didn't anyone
ever teach you

that it's polite
to knock first?

It's really
getting late.

We had a long trip.

Look, I think
you'd better...

What is this?
What are you doing?

What are you...

[Glass breaks]

You can't possibly
believe that I...

At this point, commander...

I'm prepared to believe
just about anything.

Put the gun down,
Dr. Crichton.

Do we all have to see
that playback again?

You aren't fully aware

of the ramifications
of your actions, doctor.

You're here
under u.E.O. Authority.

Commander Ford is
the commanding officer.

They still execute people
for mutiny.

It might be wiser
if I took my chances
with the u.E.O.

You can't
possibly believe

that I killed
Dr. Kaufman.

I'm sorry, commander.

Lieutenant Brody
said it himself.

He believed that
whatever was behind this
was thoroughly human.

Did you change
your mind, lieutenant,

or did your suspect list
exclude friends?

I don't think so,
doctor.

Put it down.

I'm not the enemy here.

I said, put it down!

Now.

On the floor.

Kick it over here.

Uhh--aah--oh!

Grr!

I'm sorry, but I prefer
to eat in private.

Rawr!

Get it down!

Let's do this.

2, 3, go.

Ooh. No.

Get back!

Jim, wait!
Check the arms lock

for an alternative
to bullets

unless
you're as prepared
to shoot Dr. Summers

as Dr. Crichton
was to shoot me.

That person in that room
is not Dr. Summers.

And it wasn't me
in Dr. Kaufman's room,

but that
wouldn't help much

if I had a bullet
through my head.

I'll see
if I can hear
anything.

No.

It's quiet.

Oh!
Aah!
Ohh!

Grr!

I'll watch all of you
as you die.

Karyn?

Grr!

Aah!

Grr...

Rawr!

This is the best I
could get. It's priazime.

Good. Come this way.

Take it easy.
Take it easy.

Grr!

Ooh...

Rawr!

Rawr!

Rawr!

Grr!

Rawr!

Look, ma, no strings.

Rawr!

What are you
looking at, huh?

Rawr!

Rawr!

Ooh...ahh!

How long will it last?

We got
about an hour.

We've got an hour
to get her secured.

Let's go.

That's about as tight
as I can get them.

Who's going to stay
behind and watch her?

We don't have to.

We can monitor from here.

These rooms are wired

with infrared motion
and heat sensors.

That's part of
a u.E.O. Security system.

We can watch from
the main panel, o.K.?

All right.

Let's go.

O.k., that's a heat reading.

If she moves,
we'll be able to see her.

All right, Jim,
you, Tim, and Lonnie
stay and watch.

I'm going to need you

to examine
professor kearny.

Whatever
comes of this.
I don't know.

Yeah. That's a good idea.

Maybe we should
get some help.

Jim...

She's moving.

Let's go.

She's still here.

Yeah. Well,
there's something
moving around in here.

Yeah. Well,
whatever it was here

isn't here anymore.

Ah!

Tim.

What's going on here?

Lucas spent
the last four hours
on-line with Dr. Krasnow.

They haven't finished
with it all,

but gave me
what they have.

I should have been told
about this.

There wasn't time.

You have a captive
audience, commander.

Dr. Krasnow confirmed
one thing we already know.

The name set,
or the demon, the evil one,

it seems we have truly
opened pandora's box.

Does it say
anything about how
to destroy this thing?

It hasn't been destroyed
in 8,000 years.

It probably
won't be destroyed now.

We'll die here.

Maybe. We do know
a little bit more
about it than before.

Set needs a human host
before he can feed.

It's clear
just what sustains him.

Professor kearny was
found in the same condition
as Dr. Kaufman.

There was no blood left
in his body.

There was something else.
I wrote it down.

"To steal the very air
to return.

The void is home."

Your guess
is as good as mine.

Dr. Krasnow's working
on alternative translations.

The best that
I could come up with

is that it's airborne.

It needs the air we breathe

to get what it needs.

This--
this is crazy.

It seems that we're
most vulnerable to attack

when we're asleep.

Apparently,
our conscious awareness

is enough to keep it out.

What do you
suggest we do,

drink coffee?
Take amphetamines?

Yes, except,
we have no amphetamines.

I've got three pots
of coffee going now.

Fight the demon
with coffee.

They should advertise.

How do you intend
to get us out of here?

I don't, not unless
we find a way to contain it.

Someone 8,000 years ago
got it into that chest.

If they can do it--

we can't even see it,
for god's sake.

How do you intend
we catch it?

We can track it.

O'Neill's got it on
the sensors as we speak.

It's in sector "k"
at the moment.

You've already
thought this over.

I have.

It's unlikely our weapons
will affect it.

It's not physical, at least,
not without a host.

We're pretty limited here
at Alpha base

in terms of resources,

so we'll make do
with what we have.

What's that?

We've got
electrical generators.

If we can get it
where we want,

Tim can set up a grid.

We can give it
a pretty good shock.

That's easier
said than done.

Let's say Tim
puts a grid up.

Then how do you
get it where you want?

Well, we're going to have
to build a mousetrap.

A mousetrap.

Where do you intend
to get the cheese?

It's coming toward him.

It stopped.

It knows.

Is it
within the grid?

[O'Neill]
Close enough.

Then do it.

2...

1...

Now!

Rawr!

Rawr!

We didn't even
slow it down.

It's on the sensors.

Let's leave it,
return to the seaquest.

Because we opened
the box, lieutenant.

You want
to take the chance

we let this thing
loose in the world?

Hey, I'm opened
to alternatives.

Yeah. Well, we all are.

I'm getting back
on the horn with Lucas.

There's still
more coming in
on that translation.

The rest of you
grab coffee

while it's still hot
and strong.

Maybe Dr. Krasnow
can tell us something.

O.k., I'm afraid
that's all we've got,
commander.

Lucas...

Do you pray?

Not since I was real little.

Well, now
might be a good time
to start again.

Thanks.

Well?

Nothing.

There's some
more references

to the sleep
of death and void,

but nothing of any use.

Commander,
I've been thinking
about something.

You're a step
ahead of me.

I've been thinking
about the phrase,

"the void is home
and to steal
the very air."

What's a void
that steals the air?

The vacuum.

Right. Where did we
find this thing?

2 miles deep,
buried in the ocean

in an airtight chest.

Well, you might
have something, Tim.

Maybe if we can get it
in the airlock,

we can pump out
all the oxygen.

If you're right,

then I owe you

a big, fat,
juicy steak dinner
at Corey's.

I'm a vegetarian,
but thanks anyway.

Then a juicy eggplant.
Let's go.

O.k.

Well, I can definitely
adjust the compressors.

The trick is to get
that thing in there.

It won't fall
for the same gag twice.

But if it thought
we were leaving,

needs air, and can't
go into the water,

it might follow us.

It's worth a try.

All right. All right.
A half hour.

We'll pack our gear.

We'll meet back
in the main room.

It's the only shot
we've got.

This is
a bad time, bill.

Yeah, well, it's the only
time I've got right now.

Why should
anything change?

You had a free moment
in your schedule,

so you pulled yourself
away from work to call.

Well, it's a bad time
for me.

Alyson...

I just wanted to say...

I'm sorry.

It's too little,
too late, bill.

I can't tell you
how many nights

I waited up for you

and hoped
you would come home

and say those
very words.

I'm not waiting up
anymore.

God...

Smart guy
you picked, huh?

Look, bill...

This really
is a bad time.

Yeah. Right.

Maybe next week, o.K.?

Right.

I'm sorry to bother you.

Have you seen
Dr. Crichton?

No.

All right.

Why don't you guys head
out toward the airlock?

I'll see if--

ah! Rawr!

Whoa.

Rawr!

Maybe you'd like to speak
to your mother, Mr. Ford.

I see her quite often.

I'm not listening.

Ha ha ha!

I get it.

Sticks and stones
will break my bones.

Dr. Crichton, no!

Let go, Jonathan.
It's the only way.

Rawr!

The lock's jammed.

I can't budge it!

Oh!

Ah...

Arrr.

It's too late!

Oh.

Oh!

Oh! Ah!

Ahh!

Oh...

No!

Dr. Crichton!

Grr...

Oh...

It's over.

Whenever you're ready, Tim.

Aye, aye, sir.

You handled yourself
very well back there,
Jonathan.

Thank you, captain.

You know something?

All the times
that I wished
I'd had the command,

this time I wished
you'd been there.

Nonsense.

You're going to be running
this boat one day.

We'll do it tomorrow.

It was a figure
of speech!

It isn't.

Nice.
Heh heh.

Excuse me.

Piccolo, I don't
know how to break
this to you,

but you're
out of uniform.

Tell me about it.
He took my pants!

We had a bet.

I said I would win.

He said..."My pants."

It's just a figure
of speech, dag.

Just--oh!

Oh, come--uhh!

I'll give you
$10 for them.

A bet's a bet.

So you won a bet?

Five in a row.

I beat the spread...

I got his pants.

Ha ha ha!

Yeah, right.
Very funny.

Whatever.

Cute shorts.

Luck of the draw, pal.

Sometimes you win,
sometimes you don't.

¶ I'm the lucky
winner... ¶¶

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hi. I'm Kathy evison.

Imagine swimming along
and suddenly encountering
one of these guys--

a 23-foot, 10,000-pound
killer whale.

Killer whales
are not actually whales,
but dolphins.

Their names
come from the fact

that they're the ocean's
top predators,
known whale killers.

Preying mostly
on fish and seals,

killer whales hunt with
sonar called echo-location.

Also known as orcas,

they can be social
and complex animals.

Although not endangered,
they're only protected
in U.S. waters.

See you next time.