Original subtitles

(narrator) Previously on Surface,

Dr. Cirko made an important discovery.

Adenine, glycine, kerotine.

The origin.

I know the origin of the species.

(narrator) But Lee will protect secrecy at any cost.

[tires squeal]

When Nimrod, the creature Miles raised,

injured an officer...

He's got electrical burns over half his body.

Animal control said he was chasing a croc.

(narrator) ...Miles broke the law to protect him.

Come back here!

Hey, where's my car?

(Phil) Grand Theft Pizza, dude.

This is a stolen car.

[tires squeal]

(Phil) He needs to go back to his people, dude.

To the ocean.

Come on, Nim, run!

[sirens approaching]

Go, Nim.

(Sylvia and Ron) Miles! Miles!

Go.

(narrator) Pursued by Lee...

forced into hiding...

(Jackson) Welcome to the Boneyard.

(narrator) Rich and Daughtery figured out

where the creatures will gather...

Same coordinates.

Same place. Every year.

(narrator) ...deep in the ocean.

Right underneath these storms.

A boiler.

(narrator) Can they find a way to get there?

Now Surface continues.

(Ron) Listen, thanks very much for your help.

I owe you guys big time.

You have no idea how lucky you are.

Do you realize what your father had to do

to get us in this--

Congratulations. You have a police record.

Dad-- Don't speak. Just listen.

From now on, this is how it's gonna work.

When your school day ends,

your workday begins.

Your sister's gonna drive you from school

to community service.

And you're gonna pick up trash,

or recycle cans, or whatever else they ask you to do.

For 16 hours a week, every week, Saturdays included.

Each day you come home, go straight to your room.

No Internet, no TV, just your books.

For how long?

The rest of the school year.

That's, like, seven months.

Almost eight.

Dad, we were just trying to protect Nim.

It just--it just got a little out of hand.

Really? And at what point was that?

The carjacking? The police chase?

They were gonna kill him.

Oh, Miles, for God's sake,

don't bring up that animal again.

It's true. (Ron) That's enough.

Do you know how many favors I had to use up

to get you out of there?

[sighs]

(Daughtery) The gathering will take place on the 23rd.

Which means we've got four days to complete the submersible

and reach the dive site, which is 300 nautical miles

off the coast of Oregon,

where we will observe and document

the creature in its nat--

Ow!

(Rich) Hey!

[whistles]

Yeah?

I think we're gonna make it.

Ah! I really do.

And you still gotta-- We gotta top these valves off,

and we've gotta reinforce the eye-hooks for the tether...

Yeah.

fit the windows and get a hatch.

Then we gotta sink it and test it.

Oh, yeah,

make sure it's airtight and leak-proof,

so that pressure don't turn us inside out.

Now where you want these windows?

We can put one here on this side,

and then the same on the other,

and then one in the front.

There? Yeah.

The real question is, where are we gonna get the windows?

Well, you know I got an idea for that.

Yeah?

Oh, oh, okay, no, no, no. No way, no day.

Huh? Now I know it doesn't look like much,

but my uncle's already sunk 1.5 million into this baby.

Ah, come on. He's got big plans for it.

No, you're not gonna cannibalize his boat.

(Daughtery) Are you kidding me, or...?

No, definitely not kidding you.

Jackson, we're on the verge of witnessing an actual miracle.

I mean, it's the migration of a brand-new species.

One that's never been documented before.

And you're worried about a couple pieces of glass

from a junk boat? [sighs]

Sorry, I'm just, you know--

We have to do this.

[sighs] She's right.

Since you put it that way-- Very good.

Lemme get my torch.

You're pretty handy with that thing.

Yeah, where I come from

Metal Shop ain't really an elective.

My electives were yachting and women's studies.

Really?

Man, if we'd met in college,

I think I'd have to kick your ass.

You went to college?

72 hours till D-Day, boys.

How we doing?

Pressure release hatch.

Whoa. That's genius.

I got more, I got a jigsaw, O2 tanks, and most importantly,

The Dead. The Dead?

Uh-uh. [laughs]

Hey, man, all right.

Hope for you yet.

[Grateful Dead's Truckin']

♪ Truckin' ♪

♪ Got my chips cashed in ♪

♪ Keep truckin', like the do-dah man ♪

♪ Together, more or less in line ♪

♪ Just keep truckin' on ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Arrows of neon and flashing marquees out on Main Street ♪

♪ Chicago, New York, Detroit and it's all on the same street ♪

♪ Your typical city involved in a typical daydream ♪

♪ Hang it up and see what tomorrow brings ♪

♪ Dallas, got a soft machine... ♪ ♪

All right, time for a test drive.

100 feet, and she is home.

(Rich) But see, I think we can have up to three things

on both circuits, you know what I mean?

So a 12-volt, lead-acid battery should do it.

A car battery? Yeah, we'll take a spare.

But all we need to power is the hydrophone,

the scrubber, and the lights.

Right? What's with the tape?

Oh, it'll protect the image in case of an electrical surge.

Should we encounter one--

Ha! May we be so lucky.

[loud squeal]

Oh, jeez.

What? Is it dragging something?

I don't know.

It could be takin' in water.

All right, I see it.

Easy!

Easy.

All right, to the left a little bit.

All right, right there, hold it, hold it.

Go down, down.

Just like the pits of Talladega, huh?

Wait, Rich.

[laughs]

Rich, careful!

[groaning]

Rich, Rich. Are you okay?

(Rich) Yeah, I'm okay.

Oh, my God.

Okay, ladies, I want this truck full.

Let's hustle it up.

Piece of advice.

You can fill one bag an hour or you can fill ten.

It still only counts as one hour.

Nice jumpsuit, man.

It matches your eyes.

And very cool to adopt a highway like this.

Yeah, maybe he can adopt my room.

Maybe you could adopt a personality.

(all) Ooh.

Easy there, tough guy.

See, we rebels gotta stick together, man.

No, man.

I'm not like you.

Never will be.

(all) Oooh.

Looks like you missed some, bro.

Let's go, man.

♪ Georgia, Georgia ♪

♪ The whole day through ♪

♪ It's just an old sweet song ♪

♪ Keeps Georgia on my mind ♪

♪ Oh, nah, nah, no, no ♪

[door opens]

♪ A song of you... ♪ ♪

Come here.

No one. Just someone I'm trying to find.

Baby, you know I can't discuss my work.

Beautiful, yes.

But it's not a flower...

it's the future.

How's she looking?

Yeah, pretty dry, but I still--

I think we should pull the windows

and check the gaskets

and see if there's any moisture there.

I don't know about that. That's gonna take a while.

And... [grunts]

I pretty sure that leak came from the hatch.

I don't think we should assume anything.

I mean that hose is like a squirt-gun

compared to the pressure at 5,000 feet.

(Jackson) We'll see when we retest.

Yeah, I don't think there's time for that.

(Rich) Yeah.

Well, then we make time.

No, there's two days left.

It's gonna take us a day to get out to the dive site.

Well, it'll be a gravesite if the seal doesn't hold.

Look, I know what the problem was, all right? I fixed it.

Why don't you grant the death wish on your own time, okay?

Why don't you worry about driving the boat?

Guys, stop. Rich is right, okay?

(Daughtery) I mean, if we miss this chance

we might not get another one.

Hey, I've checked, and I've rechecked.

We're good.

She's ready.

You willing to bet your life on that?

(Sylvia) Six months?

Isn't there anything shorter?

(Ron) Any shorter, and they say it might not take.

(Sylvia) Take? It sounds like brainwashing.

It's wilderness therapy.

And they've had a lot of success with problem kids.

(Sylvia) Yeah, well, we've never been apart for more than ten days.

(Ron) Yeah, you're the one who wanted to sed him away.

(Sylvia) Well, maybe I was wrong.

He still doesn't think he's done anything wrong.

He's had no remorse. I know--

[calmly] I know, I know.

So we're agreed on this.

[reluctantly] Yes.

Is that for luck? Yeah.

It was George's number.

He played a little--

a little Triple A ball out of school.

Till he tore his rotator cuff and...

Yep.

Little Heat.

What?

That's what we called him.

He was--He was a pitcher.

"Little Heat?" Mmm-hmm.

Well, Li'l Heat.

So you gonna do it?

Hmm?

You gonna bet your life on this thing?

[scoffs]

I gotta.

For George.

Rich... Hmm?

Are you still seeing those holes?

Oh. [sighs]

So clear I could jump in 'em.

No champagne, but I found rum,

or...rum.

Hmm.

Would you do the honors?

Oh.

You.

[clicks tongue]

Oh. Um...yeah.

Wait, wait, wait, wait.

She needs a name.

Ah.

Oh, okay.

I christen thee, "Li'l Heat".

Okay.

Mornin', sunshine.

You can't send him away. What?

You can't send Miles to that camp.

That's not your business.

We think it's gonna help him, Savannah.

So what? He screwed up. He's a kid.

That's what we do.

Your mother and I have thought long and hard-- This is a very hard--

Yeah, but you don't know!

Know what?

Forget it.

(Sylvia) Savannah...

I had a small--

very small party while you guys were in Mexico.

That's when I found out that Miles was--

keeping that whatever-it-is.

What?

You've known about it the whole time?

And you didn't say anything?

No.

It gave me leverage.

Savannah...

I saw him with that thing, you know?

And he was different.

Not the usual apathetic, I'm-so-bored Miles.

This Miles was interested.

Like I've never seen him before in his life.

He cared.

And for that, you're gonna send him away?

Jackson?

It's not-- I don't hear anything.

It's a satellite phone. Give it a second to work.

All right.

Hold up, hold up.

All right, we're good. All right, it's good.

[phone rings]

Hello? (Daughtery) Shawn. Hi.

Hey. It's me.

Everything okay?

It's fine. I'm going out tomorrow.

And I just wanted to let you know.

Where?

It's a couple hundred miles off the coast of Oregon.

I'll be back on Wednesday, and I'll call you then.

If you don't hear from me--

Yeah, I've got the Coast Guard's number on the fridge.

Um, is Jesse there?

(Sean) Yeah, sure.

Jess, it's your mom.

Hey, Mom. Where are you?

(Daughtery) Hi, peanut!

Um, yeah, I'm a little far away.

Are you still looking for it?

Yeah, I'm still looking for it.

Um, I--I just wanted to call you

and tell you that I love you

in case that you forgot.

I'll never forget.

[doorbell chimes]

(Jesse) There's someone at the door.

Okay.

[voice breaking] Then go to the door.

Okay. Bye-bye, Mom.

Okay, bye.

[phone beeps]

Dad, who is it?

Hello, Jesse.

(Lee) We want to talk to Dr. Daughtery

regarding two deaths,

both of which have been ruled a homicide.

Aren't these, um, Federal credentials you have here?

The victims were Pentagon employees.

And she's a suspect, or--?

She was present at one of the crime scenes.

(Sean) When?

Five nights ago.

That's um--that's when she came by.

She dropped Jesse off.

You know where she may have gone?

No.

Say when she'd be back?

No, she didn't.

She's been acting very strange, but--

Has she called?

Tried to contact you in any way?

No.

You know, I can subpoena your phone records,

and perjury is a crime.

Okay...

She hasn't called.

[Nimrod bleating]

[Nimrod gurgling and bleating]

[tapping and rustling]

Nim.

We've got some weather.

Storm coming, or--?

Can't say.

Where? Could I see?

There's no storm clouds.

Hey, what's this?

What?

Made some adjustments last night, couldn't sleep.

Are these bang sticks?

Yeah, for protection, .44 caliber heads.

You know, I--I don't wanna hurt them.

And I don't want you eaten by them.

Okay? Delicate balance.

Emergency lifeboat.

Compressor runs off the battery.

If you have to surface quickly, you flip the switch inside,

and then the boat inflates.

Thanks, Jackson.

Hang on. Y'all come over here for a second.

Let me say a few words.

[sighs]

Come on.

Well, here we are, Lord.

We know you brought us all here for a reason.

So, we're ready.

Willing to go all the way.

And we know that whatever's down there

is bigger than us all,

so take us on your hand, Lord.

And lead us to the truth.

And if it ain't too much to ask, bring us home in one piece.

Amen.

Amen.

Amen.

[sighs]

Let's do it.

All good?

All good.

Here we go.

All leaks and grounds are normal.

Scrubber's scrubbing, the O2 bleed is...

One. One liter per minute.

(Jackson) Copy.

All systems sat.

Increasing descent to 60 meters per minute.

(Rich) Hey.

Hey!

Oh, it's a new pressure seal.

Once we get down a few hundred feet,

it should lock into place.

[clang]

See?

Hatch secure.

(Jackson) Okay, copy that. Enjoy the ride.

Forgot your lunch.

I sense an al-- an ulterior motive.

No.

I just wanna come and let you know

I told the 'rents about your pet.

Shut up. No, really, I did.

And, shocker, they believed me.

Well, a little too late.

You miss it, don't you?

Look, you don't have to pretend to give a damn.

I'm not. Really.

I just--

I felt bad for you.

It was like when Mom made me give up my hamster.

They didn't try to kill your hamster.

True, but my hamster never tried killing anyone either.

Why couldn't they just see what he was?

Ron and Sylvia are never gonna see that.

They hate that thing.

But...

well, they see what it meant to you.

What's this?

Dad hooked you up.

Got you moved into a different

community work area.

You start today.

Entering the photic zone. All conditions sat.

(Jackson) Uh, yeah, copy. Same here.

I have to tell you,

the clarity on that thing's incredible, ain't it?

Yeah, I know.

I mean, we're the only ones talking down here.

And sound travels five times faster in water.

I wish my girls could see this.

Here come the fireworks.

Oh, my God.

[laughs]

(Daughtery) It's amazing, right?

Humans are two-thirds water.

Just like the earth.

The percentage of salt in our blood

is the same percentage of salt in the ocean.

We are tied to the sea.

Maybe we are.

It's like coming home.

You'll clean the leavings from the touch-tank.

Leavings? Well, fecal matter mostly.

But kids lose stuff in there too.

Gum, toys, occasionally their lunch.

We pump in 2,000 gallons of fresh seawater per minute.

Filters have to be checked every day.

Make sure no one's stuck in there. [nervous laugh]

After cleaning, you move on to feeding.

This is the food prep area.

The locals eat 300 pounds per day.

What's she doing?

Making sushi.

For the invertebrates.

They love this stuff. Mmm.

Ugh.

You wanna feed the rays?

Sure.

Southern stingrays. Relative of the shark.

Can smell food in the water from a mile away.

Take it.

They don't get live fish?

The mackerel's fortified with vitamins.

It's better for them. Now, don't just drop it in.

Yeah, I know. You gotta wiggle it around.

(Miles) They key off movement.

(trainer) That's right.

Pretty amazing creatures.

I guess.

I mean, something no one's ever seen before.

That's--that's amazing. Right?

Okay, depth at 1,700 feet.

Interior temperature is 75 degrees Fahrenheit.

And the exterior temperature is 65 degrees.

Jackson, can you ping the bottom for me?

Check that.

[underwater echo]

Just about 4,300 feet.

10, 15 minutes, and you're there.

Copy that.

We're getting close.

[metallic groaning]

Crap.

What?

Probably just condensation.

Or not.

Turns out that leak was not the hatch.

Don't tell me. Don't tell me that.

(Daughtery) The window.

Jackson, what are you doing?

The deeper you get, the longer it's gonna take me

to get you back up.

We can repair and re-launch.

No, no, no, no, no.

No, negative. We are not stopping.

Hang on, hang on, hang on.

We have to! You're taking on water!

The weather's getting nasty. If I leave you down any longer--

Negative, Jackson.

We're not stopping-- Shh!

[low, distant roar]

(Jackson) I have to bring you guys up right now.

You don't understand. You--

You haven't seen the weather up here.

Plus, you do not wanna mess around at this depth.

Trust me.

Do you read me?

Rich? Daughtery? Respond.

If you guys don't come back, I have to bring you up.

Are you listening to me?

Respond!

Daughtery! Do you read me!

We're good, brother.

We've made our decision.

Cut us loose.

I'm gonna regret this.

You kinda dig this stuff, don't you?

Yeah.

Come on, I wanna show you something cool.

I've been working here for almost six years,

so I pretty much have the keys to lock up the place.

What are these? Quarantine tanks.

It's where we try and breed various species

or where we put the animals the locals bring us.

That happen a lot? Oh, yeah.

Sea turtles, sharks, everything.

Like this.

A woman brought in these a couple days ago.

They're infertile.

I mean, can you imagine what must've come out of this thing?

Uh...yeah.

How's that leak?

Same.

Golly, it is like a sauna in here.

Man, what is going on?

I thought it was supposed to be cooler.

Well, it should be. Um, Jackson?

Do you have any of Cirko's thermographic scans up there?

Yeah, affirmative. What do you need?

(Daughtery) Um, can you check and see

if there's any hydrothermal vents or smokers or anything?

Negative.

Oh, the heat's gotta be coming from somewhere.

Hey.

There!

Yeah, slow the line, Jackson. Slow the line.

Okay, copy.

Okay, yeah. That's good.

That is a whole lot bigger

than the ones at the San Juan de Fuca plate.

Cirko, what were you onto?

[amplified roar]

[both groan]

Uh, five times faster, huh?

So, how close was that?

I gotta get my camera. I'm gonna get my camera.

Right there. See?

Southeast, there's, um,

there's, like, eight or nine of them?

You better double that.

[wailing in unison]

This is Dr. Laura Daughtery and Rich Connelly,

4,000 feet below the surface

amidst a pod of the new vertebrates.

Their--their lengths range

from 100 feet to 175.

What are they doing?

I think...

they're breeding.

Hey.

Dad.

I thought Mom was picking me up.

Uh, I was in the neighborhood.

Um, how is it here?

It's good.

Better than picking up trash.

[laughs]

Learn anything?

Uh, yeah.

Did you know that we've identified

less than 10% of the species in the ocean?

A lot we don't understand, huh?

Yeah. That's true.

[weakly] I...

I've seen that before.

What?

It's--that hole.

And that light.

This is it.

[wailing intensifies]

What the hell?

Oh, my God.

Whoa! Hold on, Jackson.

Slow us down, please. We're dropping fast.

Jackson, do you copy? We're falling way too fast.

You gotta pull us back up.

You gotta stop us!

[crash]

(Rich) Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa!

(Daughtery) Oh, my gosh.

You all right? Yeah, okay.

Rich, don't move.

Jackson?

Do you hear me, Jackson?

Hang on, hang on.

Wait, wait, wait, what's that?

What is it? What is it?

What is that?

Oh. [sighs]

The cable snapped. We have to get the raft.

We have to get the raft floating.

We have to make this work. The cable snapped.

[grunts]

[nervously] Okay, I gotta find a flash. Okay.

We need to get the battery going.

The battery's fried, so I'm gonna

get the reserve goin' here.

[grunts]

Are you gonna help me with this?

Okay. Yeah.

[grunts]

[groans]

Uh-oh.

What?

Oh, God.

This is all part of it. Part of what?

This is part of what's supposed to happen.

There are 3,000 feet of cable out there.

Nearly two tons!

It's not an accident.

Yeah, but we have to--

Listen, you just have to trust me.

You just have to trust me, okay?

[whimpering] What are you doing?

It's gonna pull us down, Rich.

I know.

Oh, God.

[gasps]