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Mr. Morton.

Contact. Large object at 500 feet,

bearing 1-7-5, relative range 6,000 yards.

Any idea what it is, Kowalski?

It, uh, profiles like a submarine, sir.

Hold your fix on it. Aye, aye, sir.

Sonar's making a contact at 6,000 yards.

It, uh, looks very much like a submarine. Hmm.

You're sure? Sonar's not certain, but we're tracking it.

[ Nelson ] No sub shows on the electronic board.

Uh--

Sparks, patch me through to the flying sub. I want to talk to Captain Crane.

Aye, sir.

Seaview to FS-1. Come in, FS-1.

This is FS-1. Come in, Seaview.

[ Sparks On Speaker ] Admiral Nelson for you, sir. Stand by.

Hello, Lee. We may have made a sub contact.

If so, it's probably the one that's been attacking our ships in this area.

Do you want me to continue my search pattern? Affirmative.

Now, look. Washington is just as interested in the base as in the sub itself.

Are you sure that there is such an underwater base?

Well, all the indications seem to point that way.

Use your scanner, continue searching the ocean floor.

Aye, sir.

[ Beeping ] Mr. Morton?

Another contact? It's definite this time, sir.

Dead astern and overtaking us.

Range closing at 5,000 yards. I don't like this.

No? Well, neither do I.

Have the men stand to general quarters, just in case.

- Aye, aye. Stand general quarters. - Aye, sir.

[ Alarm Wailing ] General quarters! General quarters!

All hands, man battle stations! General quarters!

This is Chief Beach. All firing stations manned and ready, sir.

Very well.

[ Man On Speaker ] Engineering, manned and ready. Very well.

Damage Control. All stations manned and ready, sir. Very well.

All battle stations manned and ready, sir.

- All right. Stand by for a possible dive. - Aye, aye.

Where's the sub now? Dead astern.

Closing to 4,500 yards, sir.

Looks like she's stalking us. Yes, sir. That's my guess.

Torpedoes, dead astern.

All ahead, flank hard right rudder!

[ Man ] Hard right rudder, aye.

All hands! Brace!

[ Explosion ]

[ Man ] Voyage to the Bottom of the Sea.

Starring Richard Basehart,

and David Hedison.

Voyage to the Bottom of the Sea.

[ Man On Speaker ] Damage Control.

[ Man Coughing ]

Your report. Full watertight integrity, all compartments.

Right. That sub fired at point-blank range.

Obviously their commander didn't know about our electronic hull shield.

You can bet he knows now.

The minute those torpedoes exploded before hitting us, he knew.

I imagine he's working on a way to neutralize the shield right now.

And if he finds it, the next salvo won't miss.

Take her down, Chip.

- Prepare to dive. - [ Man On Speaker ] Clear the bridge.

Clear the bridge. Lookouts below.

[ Siren Wailing ] Bridge cleared. Main hatch secured, sir.

All green, sir.

Dive. Dive. Dive.

How deep do you want to take her, sir? 200 feet.

Make depth 200 feet. Aye, sir. Make depth 200 feet.

Blow negative to the mark.

Helm and planes, steady as she goes.

Depth 200, trim satisfactory, sir.

Good. Now, rig for silent running. Aye, aye.

Now hear this, all hands. Rig for silent running.

Rig for silent running.

Where's the sub? Still on our tail, sir.

Range 5,000 yards.

Hmm? Well, she's not outrunning us anymore.

Keep an eye on her. Aye, aye, sir.

Um, Sharkey, call Beach in the missile room.

I want tubes one and three ready for firing and stand by.

Aye, sir.

Beach, this is Sharkey in Control.

Prepare tubes one and three for firing. Stand by.

[ Beach ] Okay, Sharkey.

Check out the tubes.

Load one and three.

Chief Sharkey? This is Beach.

Tubes one and three ready for firing.

Okay. Stand by for firing.

Fire one and three.

Mark. Five, four,

three, two, one.

What went wrong? Those are heat-seeking torpedoes.

We couldn't have missed. It had to be a misfire. On two torpedoes?

That's almost impossible.

Where's the target?

Sir, it's gone. Gone? How could it be?

Well, I was tracking up until we fired.

All of a sudden, it's not there.

Are you sure, Kowalski?

- It's not our equipment? - No, sir. That sub just isn't there anymore.

I know it sounds impossible, sir, but--

No, no. It doesn't to me.

Secure silent running. Apparently our friend has had enough.

- How do you know, sir? - We've lost all contact with 'em, haven't we?

It'd take them at least an hour to get out of our sonar range.

Then the theory about the underwater sub pen is correct.

I'm afraid there's no doubt of it now. You can also secure the alert.

Aye, aye.

Now hear this, all hands. Stand down from general quarters.

Secure the silent running.

I still want to check out that misfire. Go ahead.

Chief, those torpedoes we fired never exploded.

Who's in charge of the firing detail?

That was Beach, Mr. Morton. He's the new C.P.O. in charge of missiles.

If I'm needed, I'll be in the missile room. Aye, sir.

Seaview to flying sub.

[ On Speaker ] Seaview to flying sub. Come in.

Yes, Admiral. What is it?

We were attacked by that sub. Did you destroy it?

[ Chuckles ] Negative.

But there's definitely a secret sub pen on the bottom.

You can locate it with the scanner.

Pinpoint it for us, and we'll take care of the rest.

Will do.

Beach, did you supervise the loading of those torpedoes? Yes, sir.

Are you aware that both of them misfired?

Yes, sir. I've heard of misfires before, but never two in the same salvo.

Neither have I.

But if someone wanted to deactivate the warhead,

he could do it with a simple adjustment on the nose.

That's right, Mr. Morton.

But nobody went anywhere near those percussion caps before loading.

Those fish were primed and ready for firing.

Thanks. I just wanted to make sure.

Any time, sir.

[ On Speaker ] Chip, this is Nelson.

- Yes, sir? - Captain Crane is trying to locate the concealed sub pen.

The moment we get the coordinates, we're gonna knock it out.

Aye, sir. I'll come back topside at once.

He's down on the bottom. There's no doubt about it now, sir.

Mm-hmm.

Sparks, try to contact the flying sub.

Keep the frequency open and call till you get an answer.

Yes, sir. Admiral? I've been picking up some sort of signal, sir.

Hmm. Well, what kind?

Electronic dots and dashes, sir.

- Could you read the pattern? - No, sir.

It wasn't Morse. Another code entirely.

Something I couldn't make any sense out of. Mm-hmm.

Did you get a fix with the directional finder?

Yes, sir, but the electronic impulses must have confused the instruments.

Why do you say that?

Because the origination point seemed to come from right here aboard Seaview.

Oh. Mm-hmm.

I, uh-- I see.

Well, if you hear it again, let me know at once.

Yes, sir.

Try to contact the skipper and keep patched in to the control room system.

Aye, aye, sir.

Seaview to FS-1. Come in, FS-1.

Seaview to FS-1. Come in, FS-1.

Captain Crane, this is Sparks. Do you read me?

Seaview to FS-1. Come in, FS-1.

[ Coughing ]

Admiral Nelson, I'm getting some sort of response.

Lee. Is that you?

Can you hear me?

[ Coughing ]

I hear you coughing. Can you use your voice?

Admiral, I, uh-- I read you.

What's your condition? C-Can you raise the flying sub?

[ Coughing ]

I don't know. I'll try to find out.

[ Seat Belt Unlatches ] [ Coughing ]

[ Coughs ]

[ Coughs ]

Admiral. The power's out.

The controls are gone, and I-- There's not much air.

I've got the, um--

I have the coordinates.

Lee, listen to me.

Hold on. We're going to try to get to you.

Just-- Just hold on!

At least his hull's intact.

We've got to reach him before his air supply's gone. Now, let's get moving!

Maneuvering, set course 1-7-0, 10 degrees down bubble.

[ Man On Speaker ] Course 1-7-0. Aye, sir.

Ten degrees down bubble. Aye, sir.

[ Morton On Speaker ] Engineering, ahead standard. [ Man ] Ahead standard, aye.

Steady as she goes. Aye, aye, sir. Steady as she goes.

Okay, you two men, secure your watch.

It's an order straight from the exec. Clear out.

Engineering, report. [ Man On Speaker ] Full loss of power.

We've cut in auxiliary generators, but we haven't enough to move the ship.

We're losing headway, Mr. Morton, and the ship is tail heavy.

Blow aft ballast tanks, 10 second bursts.

Blow aft tanks, 10 seconds, aye.

- How did we lose power? - I don't know yet, sir.

We've lost forward momentum. I'm trying to adjust the trim.

No accident in Engineering? No, sir.

Well, then it has to be the circuitry room.

Raise them. Circuitry Room, report.

Circuitry Room, report.

Chief, get down there on the double, find out what's going on.

Aye, sir.

Yeah? That's just what we needed-- a breakdown.

How long can Lee hold out down there?

I wish that somebody would tell me.

- Who's back there? - Oh, Beach.

What are you doing in here? I could ask you the same question.

Hmm. Where's the circuitry watch?

I don't know, Sharkey. I just got here.

I thought there might be trouble in here when the power went off.

There's trouble, all right.

Mr. Morton, this is Sharkey. I'm in the circuitry room.

Put one of the duty men on. I want to find out why they didn't answer the call.

I can't.

The circuitry watch isn't here.

What do you mean, not there? Who relieved them?

Yeah.

Chief, there's a main power cutoff built into the circuitry.

Have you been briefed on that? No, sir.

All right. Listen. I'll tell you about it.

I guess you won't need me. Yeah, yeah. Go ahead.

I'm listening, Admiral.

Describe to me exactly where you're standing.

Well, I'm at the mike bracket facing away from the door.

Hmm.

All right. Now, directly to your left.

First control panel.

There's a single on-off switch.

- I see it. - Mmm. Just throw the switch to the on position.

- That's all there is to it. - Aye, aye, sir.

[ Coughing ]

Are you okay, sir?

[ Coughing Continues ]

What did Sharkey do down there?

Uh-- [ Groans ]

Chip, you better have a look. I'll take care of things here.

Aye, aye. [ On Speaker ] Damage Control reporting.

This is Nelson. Go ahead.

We have full watertight integrity on the hull, sir,

but our control system's badly damaged.

How long to repair it? With a full crew on it, we may make it in an hour, sir.

Captain Crane could be dead by then.

Make it a half hour or less. Aye, sir.

Chief!

[ Coughing ]

Come on.

[ Coughing ]

Are you badly hurt? [ Coughs ]

No, sir. I'll-- I'll make it.

What happened in there? The admiral gave you careful instructions.

Why didn't you follow them? I never got a chance.

Somebody jumped me from behind. That's how the controls got so messed up.

Somebody on this ship attacked you? Who?

I don't know. I never got a look at him.

Come on. Let's report this to the admiral.

Uh-- And that's the last I can remember.

After that,

it just, uh, went dark.

[ Exhales ] If all that's true, we'd have to have a spy aboard.

Of course we've got a spy aboard.

I've been fairly sure of that ever since Sparks reported that unexplained transmission.

[ Crane On Speaker ] Admiral. C--

Can anyone hear me?

- We read you, Lee. - Admiral.

There's something you should know.

All right. Go on.

[ Coughing ]

Just before the crash,

I located the hidden submarine pen.

I have the coordinates.

I'm listening.

Lee. Lee, what happened?

- What's our depth, Chip? - 9-4-6, sir.

It's too deep for conventional diving,

but with a strong helium mixture--

Do you really think you have a chance to reach him with divers?

We have to reach him at once. There's no time for repairs.

Now, alert the two best divers aboard.

Notify the missile room we're sending them out immediately. Aye, aye.

Yeah.

[ Morton On Speaker ] Missile Room.

Missile Room. Aye, sir. We're sending out a diving party.

At this depth, sir? That's why we'll need tanks with a special helium mixture.

I'm sending Kowalski down to the diving locker to give you a hand.

Meet him there. Aye, sir.

Get a pair of the regular air tanks and meet me at the diving locker, on the double.

Put these with the regular tanks.

Hey, Chief. Mr. Morton ordered me to come down--

Yeah, he told me you were coming. Oh, fine, fine.

Just so there's no mistake, he wants me to check out those special tanks.

You know where they are, don't you? Right in that locker.

Right. Come on. I'll show you.

Now, these are the air tanks they'll use, Chief, and, man, it's very important.

If those divers should go out with the ordinary tanks,

at this depth they wouldn't last more than-- than five minutes.

Well, thanks, Kowalski, but you didn't need to come all the way down here to tell me that.

That's okay, Chief. It's okay.

That's the way Mr. Morton is. He likes to double-check on everything.

Well, he needn't worry. We'll take good care of his divers. Right?

Right.

Well, you both know what to do.

It's a deep dive, but you're protected by the helium mixture in your tanks.

Here we are, sir. All ready to go. Wait.

You're sure about the mixture? Remember, it's their lives.

No problem, sir. Well, then go ahead.

Testing. Testing.

They're replying, sir. Everything's okay. Good. Good.

I can't breathe. I can't breathe.

I-- I can't... breathe.

What? Repeat.

[ Quiet ] I can't breathe.

I can't read you. Repeat!

What's wrong?

Uh, it can't be.

The helium mix--

The mixture! They were given the wrong tanks.

Where's Beach?

He's gone.

You bet he is. He's the spy.

But he can't be very far. Go get him.

Aye, sir.

All right. Come on!

Mr. Morton. Aye, sir.

Beach is our man. He just cost us two divers.

Get every man you can from the repair parties and round him up!

Aye, aye.

You guys take Corridor "D."

Beach is tough, but he's unarmed.

You won't have any trouble taking him, if you find him. Move.

[ Door Opens, Closes ]

[ Grunts ]

[ Grunts ]

This is Chief Sharkey in Corridor "C." [ Man ] Yes, Chief.

Beach is at the aft bend.

Bring an armed party. We've got him trapped.

But watch it. He's armed.

Beach! They spotted me. I'm cut off.

Up here. I'll give you a hand.

Hold it!

He didn't come through here. You must have passed him.

Give me that gun belt. Come on. On the double!

Twenty-five minutes to lift off the bottom? No, that's too long!

I'm afraid they're doing the best they can do, sir.

Crane might be dead by that time. I'm going out after him myself.

You can't do that. You saw what happened to the diving party.

They were murdered as surely as if they'd been shot.

But I'm going to see it doesn't happen again.

If you do reach him, what then?

Revive him, get the coordinates and radio them to you.

I want you to attack at once and blow up that hidden sub pen.

What about the sub?

Nothing, sir, not since it disappeared.

Keep after it. Don't let up for a second.

If it moves at all, notify Mr. Morton at once. Aye, aye, sir.

Admiral.

What is it? I'm receiving that code again, sir.

[ Beeping ]

[ Chuckles ] This is definitely coming from somewhere aboard this ship?

Definitely, sir.

Where's the portable detector?

You are taping this? Yes, sir.

Good. We'll try to break the code.

Meanwhile-- [ Clicking ]

I'm gonna locate that transmitter.

Yes, sir.

[ Rhythmic Humming ]

[ Humming Tone Grows Higher ]

[ Water Rushing ]

What's going on here, Chief?

The admiral's trapped in there.

Well, close down the valve before he drowns!

I can't. The power boost has been sabotaged and it won't close all the way.

Gotta get a detail down here and cut through this hatch!

We'd never make it in time.

There's got to be some way!

Wait, wait, wait. There's a safety lock on the exterior hatch.

If it's turned, the lock on this valve is automatically released.

That lock is on the outer hull.

How does anybody get outside without using this escape hatch?

The open well in the pressure chamber. Get a diver.

Never mind a diver.

[ Tapping ]

Sick bay. Get a detail down to the missile room with oxygen, on the double!

[ Man On Speaker ] Aye, aye, sir.

It's time for me to get off this boat. I'll need your help.

You can't leave! Why not? My work's done.

Maybe. But we're both expendable.

No more. We've done everything we had to do aboard this ship.

We stay. Those are orders.

Yeah. You're right. We stay.

Uh, let's get him out of the way.

We have to keep him concealed until the Seaview's sunk.

Maybe you're expendable, but not me.

[ Gunshot ]

Well, Sharkey. You've given me a lot of trouble.

It's gonna be a pleasure to square things off.

You won't enjoy it long.

You're trapped here, Beach. You--

You can't get away. You got outside. I'm going the same way.

You're a little late for that, aren't you?

Why should I be expendable...

when your hull protection's gone?

Now take off your diving jacket.

I don't want any holes in it.

I said off.

I suppose you think you can swim back to your hidden sub pen.

I know I can. Hurry up!

You want the rest of it? I'll get it later, thanks.

Now, good-bye, Sharkey.

Wait!

Mr. Morton.

Is the admiral okay? He must be.

He refuses to stay in sick bay. Just ordered dry clothes and put 'em on.

He's probably right on my heels. Now, that's great news.

[ Man On Speaker ] Damage Control. All systems now operative.

Did you hear that, Chip? Get us off the bottom. Head for the flying sub.

We may still be in time. Aye, aye, sir.

Stand by to blow all ballast tanks and get under way!

[ Man On Speaker ] Aye, sir.

All stop. [ Man On Speaker ] All stop, aye.

Open nose hatch.

Activate magnetic recovery gear.

Aye, sir.

Give him some oxygen, quick.

Will he be all right?

[ Groans ]

Well? Still alive. Bad shape, but he'll make it.

Bear a hand down there. They're bringing him up.

Oh, uh, I found this in his hand--

the coordinates for the hidden sub pen.

Oh, perfect! Lay a missile on that target. Aye, aye.

That sub-- it's back.

Chip, get us moving before she fires.

All ahead flank. [ Man On Speaker ] All ahead flank. Aye, sir.

We've got to fire first, or we're dead. Missile Room! Anyone on duty there?

There sure is, Admiral.

I just rounded up a crew.

Chief! How long to load tubes one and three?

About five seconds, sir. Load one and three.

We can fire any time you give the word. And, Admiral.

This time I guarantee they'll go off.

Well done, Chief. Stand by for firing one and three.

One and three, aye, sir.

Enemy torpedoes fired, sir. They're headed straight for us.

Hard right rudder. Bring her around full.

- Torpedoes approaching fast. - Rig for explosion!

[ Explosion ]

- Missile Room, fire one. - One fired, sir.

- Fire three. - Three fired, sir.

Six seconds.

Five, four, three, two, one.

Scratch one sub, sir. Uh-huh.

- Sick bay, how's Captain Crane? - According to Doc, he's fit for duty.

Are you out of your mind? You're supposed to be resting.

I talked Doc into letting me in on the kill. Am I too late?

Not exactly. We've got the sub. Now we're going after the sub pen.

Uh, would you like to handle that?

Missile Room, this is the skipper. What tubes are ready for firing?

[ Sharkey On Speaker ] Two and four, sir. Very well. Fire two.

Fire four.

That should take care of that very nicely.

Now, uh, let's go home.