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The Secret of Two Oceans
Fiction-adventure film

Based on the novel by G. Adamov
In two parts

Pacific Ocean

Atlantic Ocean

Soviet ship "Arctic" on peaceful mission
sank mysteriously in Atlantic ocean.

All crew and passengers lost. All efforts
made to verify causes of accident.

The Wreck of the MS "Victoire"

M. A. Ivashov

The deer are galloping, hey-hey-hey-hey.

Taking the Yakut
to happiness, hey-hey-hey-hey.

Comrade Ivashov ?

-I am not mistaken.
-Yes, it is me.

But I do not recall...

...who you are.
-Doesn't matter.

-Still, I would like to know...
-Are we alone ?

Yes.

Whom do I have the honor of addressing ?

I believe, you collect copper coins.

Yes.

Now I know who you are.

-But I still don't know your name.
-Let's get down to business, Captain.

What do you want from me ?

To send my radiogram on
your transmitter, that's all.

-What is it about ?
-None of your business, just send it.

You seem to forget,
that I'm not under your command.

If my curiosity bothers you...

go to the telegraph office and send
anything you want from there.

You are not my chief.

After all, we have the same chief...

and the contents of radiogram in some
way must be important to you, too.

It's about the Pioneer submarine.

- Pioneer ?
- Yes, my dear Captain.

On the 8th, at 3:30 PM...

the Pioneer submarine leaves
on its first voyage from Leningrad.

Are your sources reliable ?
Are you sure you are not mistaken ?

I surely know the date and the time
of departure of my own ship.

Your own ship ?

Yes, my own ship.
But let's get down to business.

Where is your transmitter ?

I'm listening.

I am going to go on vacation on the 8th.

I am going to go on vacation on the 8th.
If I meet the brother, will inform individually.

A man in black oilcloth
raincoat and hat ?

When did he leave ?

Hasn't left yet ?

Good.

Someone is visiting Ivashov.

And at this very same time...

we have intercepted a radiogram.
-I see, comrade Colonel.

Who should we send on the operation ?

-Senior Lieutenant Kartsev.
-Yes, comrade Colonel.

So, are you sure that Pioneer
will go to the site of the shipwreck ?

Yes, indeed.

Pioneer is the only
underwater ship in the world...

that can study
the great depths of the ocean.

Seems legit.

But you'll need to know
the exact coordinates of the ship...

to inform your people
of Pioneer's location in time.

And headquarters certainly
will classify the ship's course.

Where are you going
to get this information from ?

It is true that I'm new
to underwater navigation.

But I hope, that...

They are here.

Put it away.

Let's go.

Open the door, Ivashov !

Farewell, Captain.

Your secret address and password ?

Riga, "Intourist" hotel,
superintendent Sidorin.

Password - "our coin",
for telegrams - "Anna".

Open the door, Ivashov !

We know you are at home !

Too late.

He's dead.

Search him.

-Hello.
-Hello.

-I'm sorry, I keep forgetting your name.
-Skvoreshnya, comrade mechanical engineer.

Heading to the ship ?

Yes, but I want to stop by the
post office first to send a telegram.

And you ?

I'm actually not in a hurry.

Just going to the grocery store
to say goodbye to someone.

-See you soon.
-Bye.

A special roulette used
to slide down, comrade Colonel.

Was found on Ivashov's balcony.

It is more than 50 meters long.

One can descend from
a ten-storey building with it.

Obviously, he was keeping it for himself.

But at a critical juncture...

gave it to his accomplice
and decided to kill himself.

I can hardly believe this.

I believe, Major, that we've let
a really dangerous enemy slip away.

It was him.

-Who, comrade Colonel ?
-Who ?

At this point we only know this :

it was a man, who came to Ivashov...

and whom Ivashov decided
to save at the cost of his own life.

But I keep wondering...

who exactly sent the radiogram ?

Does it make any difference,
comrade Colonel ?

It makes a huge difference, Major.

Only fleet HQ, us
and sub's captain Vorontsov

knew about Pioneer's voyage.

And in the radiogram they pointed out
the exact date of sub's departure.

If only Ivashov had lived !
By the way, where was his body taken ?

30 minutes ago it was sent
to the morgue. And I came here.

Colonel Bazov here.

What measures have been taken ?

Continue doing this in
all possible directions.

Proceed.

On its way to the morgue,
Ivashov's body disappeared.

They suspect he helped himself
to an ambulance to get away.

Start a search for Ivashov immediately.

Check out all types of transport,
even freight.

- Proceed.
- Yes, proceed!

-There goes another lost track.
-Depends on how you look at it.

Every cloud has a silver lining.

Dead Ivashov is useless to us.

But if he's alive
and hasn't managed to die again...

this time for real...

he will move around
and leave traces, naturally.

We should think about
the stranger in the raincoat.

What if he is...
-On board the Pioneer sub ?

No, this could not be.

And what if he really is there ?

What then ?

-Then we need to delay the sub departure.
-Impossible.

The sub will leave on the
appointed day and hour.

We urgently need to establish the cause
of the ships' wreck at the scene.

What shall we do, Vasiliy Ivanovich ?

Neutralize the enemy
aboard the submarine.

But to be able do this we'll
need to know who the enemy is.

Remember what the radiogram said ?

"If I meet the brother,
will inform individually".

"Will inform", you see ?

So, the enemy is aboard ?

And it's not easy to inform
anyone while underwater.

This is the clue we must follow.

Captain Vorontsov will help us.
Did you call him ?

Yes, comrade Colonel.

Oh, it is morning already.

Stop tapping.

-I do this constantly.
-Nothing is constant now.

Yesterday I was a musician,
today I'm a dead man.

Tomorrow I may be a tourist
at the seaside in Riga.

You'd better get a blank sheet of paper.

I am paying you enough for your work
at the design department. Write this down.

Riga.

Seafront, 69.

To : Sidorina.

Brother comes the other day.

Meet him. Anna.

-That's all ?
-They will understand.

Get dressed.

It would be better
if we walked out together.

This should be the last thing you
do for me, I will do the rest myself.

Wouldn't it be better to rest here ?

Thanks, but I'm in a hurry
to meet someone.

Accompany me.

Isn't it dangerous ?

Are you going alone ?

No, it's better for me this way.

And then you will send a telegram.

How can I help you, Vasily Ivanovich ?

You can help, indeed.

Tell me, who else knows that your sub
is supposed to leave today ?

No one, just me.

No one ?

-The enemy knows, too.
-He does ?

-What about the departure ?
-It is not canceled.

You are going to open this package
at the Arctic wreck site.

I believe you are aware,
Vasily, that I've got a mixed crew.

Yes, I know it.

Good.

We will check all who are
on land, ourselves.

But those who are on board, are on you.

-And we will help you.
-Fine.

Comrade first rank Captain !
We've passed the Baltic...

going presently in the North Sea,
course - northwest, speed - 27 knots.

Good.

Go get some rest, Pyotr Martynovich.

How is crew's mood ?

Excellent, comrade Commander !
Sailors on duty as scheduled...

and those who are free
resting in crew’s quarters.

-Good night.
-Thank you, Nikolai Borisovich.

Control room ?

We're going deep. Depth - 300 meters.

Wide sea, a space of blue,

A wave goes after a wave,

Young sailor on the deck is dreaming,

Remembering his home.

Fly, fly like a seagull, my song,

As there is no one faster than you

Fly faster to my beloved land,

Say hello to my sweetheart.

Young sailor will uncover the truth,

Will get it from
the bottom of the ocean.

And he will return,
victorious, to his beloved land.

To her, one and only darling.

Fly, fly like a seagull, my song,

As there is no one faster than you.

Fly faster to my beloved land,

Say hello to my sweetheart.

You've played so well, comrades.

Ugh, I forgot your name once again.

Skvoreshnya, comrade mechanical engineer.

Andrey Skvoreshnya.

My pop "awarded" me with this name.

Even girls make fun of me.

To be honest, comrade, your hands
don't look like they belong to a sailor.

They are so delicate.

It's true, I've never been
on a submarine before.

And, by the way, I bend horseshoes...

with these "delicate" hands.
-Seriously ?

Oh, really...

Guys, what do we
usually do with braggarts ?

We tie him to a sheet
and drop him into the sea...

to cool his fevered imagination.

Not funny.

So, what about the horseshoe ?

You'll have to prove it.

Fine.

Hey, guys, does anyone
want to shake my hand ?

Let's try, comrade petty officer.

Comrade petty officer, would you like
to try my bones ?

Your bones ?

Yes.

Please.

Doctor...

where is the stretcher ?

Please.

-Everyone is against me.
-Naturally.

I give up.

Good for you, you gave up in time.

Otherwise you would have left
the whole crew without the music.

Don't worry, petty officer.

You'll soon be right as rain.

So, who is it ?

Do you understand anything ?

Tell me, please.

Why have we left Leningrad ?

What are you talking about, young man ?

They promised the world.

And now they keep us
in this submarine, like in a tin can.

We rush somewhere. Who knows where.

Yes, we really are like in a tin can.

Just like bullheads in tomato sauce.

And I have plans and dreams, too,
as you might imagine.

Plans ? Dreams ?

How can you compare ?

Your land forms and currents
aren't going anywhere.

On the other hand, the mysterious inhabitants
of the ocean won't follow the sub...

and wait until someone lets
me get to know them.

-Where are you going ?
-To see the captain.

-Wait a minute, young man.
-"Young man", once again !

Sorry.

You can't talk to captain
in such a state. I'll go.

No ! It's my turn to do the talking !

What what the real reason for me to be
on this scientific expedition ?

Why is my wonderful
bathysphere being laid up ?

-Two cups of tea.
-Aye aye.

I can't go on like this anymore.

Calm down, calm down,
dear professor. Please.

Arsen Davydovich, I totally
understand your feelings.

-And in the future...
-Why "in the future", why ?

I'm sorry...

but I must ask you to put me ashore
at once. I can't go on like this.

The nearest shore
is 2000 miles from here.

And I am rushing to the wreck site
of Arctic with the speed of a plane.

Maybe I can still save the people.

The people ?

Why didn't I know anything about it ?

It's best for the cause, my dear colleague,
that not everyone knows everything.

Do you understand me ?

I am really sorry.

I am entirely at your service.

Let's start with a cup of tea.

The surface of the human body...

as you might already know...

on average is equal to
20 thousand square centimeters.

Thus, the water pressure
on the whole human body...

let's say, at a depth of 100 meters...

can go up to two hundred tons.

And at a depth of 5000 meters...

the pressure goes up
to 10 thousand tons...

which equals half a ton
per one centimeter of body.

Nevertheless, in these
diving suits of the latest design...

in which, by the way, the diver can
move faster than any fish out there...

even at a depth
of several thousand meters...

the man remains unharmed.

So, that's it.

This, comrades, is the victory
of our scientists-metallurgists.

Moreover, they have found a way to make
small plates of this metal flexible.

These plates are placed...

on the shoulders, elbows, and waist.

I cannot understand...

how could our divers be faster
than fish in this kind of diving suit ?

Attention !

Comrade Druzhinin, report
to the ship's commander.

I repeat :

Comrade Druzhinin, immediately report
to the ship's commander.

Comrade Gorelov...

tell them briefly about
the design of the diving suit.

If you'll excuse me, comrades.

Kindly answer...

how could our divers be faster
than fish in this kind of diving suit ?

Our new diving suit is actually...

a miniature submarine.

On the back of the suit...

a miniature jet engine is mounted.

It is powerful enough to
set our divers in motion.

The operating principle is the same
as that of our modern vessels.

Below...

is the power source -

a tiny DC power station.

It supplies the water jet engine...

and the elbow saws.

Then...

we have the controls for speed...

audio communication...

and surface radio communication.

The glass on the helmet is not
inferior in strength to the metal.

Below the projector...

is the automatic camera.

Arsen Davydovich, look ! A whale !

-A sperm-whale !
-No, it's a blue whale.

A sperm-whale !
I can tell by his behavior.

How could it possibly
be in these latitudes ?

They thrive in any latitudes...

except the Arctic.

What a magnificent specimen !

Nice to have it in your aquarium.

It is acting weird.

Comrade Commander, a gigantic
sperm whale was harpooned by the daredevils.

I see, I see.

But these daredevils
are on such a small ship.

Yes, it is pretty tough for them.

Look what it's doing to them !

Boilers are filled with water.
Now they are completely helpless.

Are we going to watch them die ?

How can we help them ?
We cannot surface.

Get me the acoustician.

Prepare the ultrasonic emitter.
Aim at the sperm whale in front of us.

-Distance - 50 cables.
-Aye aye.

Let this catch reward the brave ones.

The nose ultrasonic emitter is ready.
Distance - 45 cables.

Put up the beam !

Beam is up !
Going to full power.

Target : sperm whale.

Be proud, friends.

You played the role of Providence
in the lives of these brave people.

I am proud, Arsen Davydovich.
Druzhinin, write it down in the log.

Think about it :

the surface of all the continents...

comprises only 29%
of the total area of the Earth.

And 71%...

which makes it 2/3,
is covered with seas and oceans.

Andrey Nikolayevich, tell me, please...

would it be possible to tell...

in which ocean you are...

by only looking at underwater relief ?

A difficult task, indeed, but doable.

After the soil examination,
the chemical analysis of water...

and tracking the currents...

I could identify not only the name of
the ocean, but also the area we are in.

Thank you.

Officer of the deck speaking.

Mechanical engineer Gorelov,
go to the control room.

Excuse me, Andrei Nikolayevich.

Excuse me, professor.

Tell me, please, is it possible
to navigate underwater more precisely ?

Could you elaborate on that ?

Well...

let's say, could you, by looking
at the bottom configuration...

determine which latitude
and longitude you are at ?

No, young man,
at this point it is not possible.

So...

I see...

I see.

Officer of the deck speaking.

All hands man their stations
according to the schedule.

I repeat : all hands man their
stations according to the schedule.

Excuse us, professor - duty calls.

An iceberg, comrade Commander.

Yes, iceberg.

Strange.

In May, it is winter in these latitudes.
And suddenly - an iceberg.

The oceanographer will take care
of this issue, it is part of his job.

And we should think
about holding our course.

The course is at a shallow depth.

There could be projections
above the bottom.

Comrade first rank Captain,
there is an iceberg to the right !

Comrade Commander,
icebergs to the left !

Comrade Commander,
a group of icebergs ahead !

Comrade Commander, navigator speaking.
We are now at the "Arctic" wreck site.

The situation is serious,
comrade Commander.

We have to change course anyway.

No, we're not changing course.

Ahead slow !

In other circumstances,
you would be right, Pyotr Martynovich.

But now every minute counts.

Control room !

Hard a-starboard !

Hold course.

Steady as she goes.

Dead slow ahead !

Hard a-port !

Steady as she goes.

We crashed.

Comrade Commander,
the second compartment is not damaged.

Comrade Commander,
in the nose compartment, two lightly wounded.

The microphone.

Comrade Commander,
in the seventh compartment, two wounded.

Attention !

Captain speaking.

All hands man their stations
due to emergency alarm !

Send the doctor
to the seventh compartment.

All engines stop.

Control room ! Stop the engines.

We can't go back either.

We are imprisoned in ice.

We'll drift until the wind or current
change and free us from icebergs.

How long will it take ?

Acousticians !

Measure the thickness of the underwater
part of the iceberg in front of us.

-Are we going to break through the ice ?
-We have no other choice.

Comrade Commander, the thickness
of the ice ahead is 810 meters.

Acousticians !

Turn the nose thermal strip on.

Control room ! Dead slow ahead !

More heat.

Half speed ahead !

We're going through, comrade Captain.

More heat.

Control room ! Half speed ahead !

What is that, comrade Commander ?

Steam.

It does not have enough time...

to turn into water and erupts
between the hull and ice.

Full heat on !

We already passed 57 meters.

Full ahead !

It has been 2 hours
since we were trapped in ice.

All necessary measures to free
the sub have been taken.

All we need to do is
to melt the ice by heating the hull...

in conjunction with
max power ultrasound beam.

The light !

Turn the screen on.

We're approaching the exit !

Unidentified object to
the starboard side !

I'll zoom in.

A boat !

-Comrade Druzhinin, pick up the boat.
-Aye aye.

Control room ? Course - northeast.

Speed - 45 knots. Surface !

Comrade third rank Captain,
this is the ship's boat from Arctic !

How is he doing, doctor ?

He'll live. It's good that you
picked the boy up in time.

A boy in the ocean...

Pavlik?

Pavlik !

He is the son of Arctic's captain !

Pavlik, look at me.

Do you recognize me ?

Uncle Kolya !

We found the ship's boat.
This means that Arctic is below us.

Any news, Pyotr Martynovich ?

No, comrade Commander.

We went ten miles downwind,
there are no signs of anything around.

Shall we dive now ?

No, no, we will continue
looking for people.

Control room ?
Course - south-west. Full ahead.

Who would have guessed ? Pavlik, huh.

At least, we found someone.

Birch, my dear birch.

Why are you standing there

so sad ?

With your green and curly...

Ah, yes, "The deer are galloping,
taking the Yakut to happiness" ?

I'm sorry to come so late,
fellow countryman.

Don’t worry, my dear fellow.

I'm so sad being absolutely
alone here all the time.

It is very nice of you to come and break
my loneliness, Matvey Petrovich.

I've been so...

What's wrong with you, my dear fellow ?

Do you feel sick ?

-You look like a ghost.
-No, I'm not sick.

What's wrong then ?

I haven't had any sleep
for two days. No sleep at all.

Are you suffering from insomnia ?
Don't worry, I will fix that in no time.

Here, drink a glass
of Siberian tincture...

and then, hushaby, go home, to your bed.

You did not understand me.

I cannot go home.

I might be arrested.

Arrested ?

-No. You must be joking.
-Yes.

They want to arrest me.

And you're gonna save me.

-Me ?
-You have no other choice.

If I get arrested, then your
daughter is going to be arrested, too.

How dare you !

Easy, Ivan Nikolaevich. Don't be afraid.

I'm not gonna shoot you.

But I'll tell you something, that
will be as effective as a bullet.

Your daughter was overseas for two years.

Yes, she was a doctor
in the Soviet embassy.

But what does that
have to do with anything ?

I'll tell you.

Your daughter,
Doctor Bystryh, is a traitor.

It's a lie !

You don't believe me ?

Then take a look at this picture.

That's better.

So, what do you want from me ?

I need to rest.

Leave me here,
in your museum, until morning.

-Is that all ?
-No.

Go to the station and buy me
a ticket to Riga. Here's the money.

Now go.

-Where are you going ?
-You asked me to buy you a ticket.

Just don't try to cheat.
If I die, your daughter dies, too.

And then I promised to buy
him a ticket to Riga.

But he can't escape now, I locked him in.

There are grates on windows
and he can't break the lock.

Alexey Nikolaevich,
investigate this picture carefully.

We'll find out everything
concerning that picture.

-But what to do with your guest ?
-Are you going to arrest him ?

How did you meet him ?

Well, he visited my museum.
He brought some exhibits.

He also pretended to be
my fellow countryman.

Then you found you had
common interests...

What are you... What interests ?

Don't worry, Ivan Nikolaevich,
I'm just trying to make things clear.

Obviously, Ivashov knew
where your daughter works.

That is why he befriended you.

This was shopped.

It was to be expected.

Fellow countryman !
I've got the ticket to today's train.

-Fellow countryman !
-Have you got the ticket ?

Yes, yes I have.

Give it to me.

Better safe than sorry.

Give me the ticket.

Here.

For my daughter's sake.

And the picture.
The one from abroad.

Now take off your coat.

For your daughter's sake.

Zaytseva ?
A telegram for you, sign here.

From Leningrad ?

Brother comes the other day.
Meet him. Anna.

I am afraid.

I thought they had forgotten about me.

Once again : the password...

the people I don't know...

I can't do this anymore.
I am tired of being afraid.

I am tired! Tired!

Mommy!

What it is, sweetie?

Comrade Colonel?

He got off the train at the
"Pionerskaya" station at at 9:30 AM.

Haven't met the passenger.

Understood.

Yes, will follow the destination point.

May I ?

No, you're not allowed to be here,
comrade Skvoreshnya.

-I'm not letting you inside.
-Doctor, I promise, I won't even talk to him.

-I'll just give him the vitamin and go.
-No !

-Doctor, I am asking you kindly...
-It's forbidden, do you understand ?

As you were, petty officer !

What's happening, doctor ?

I'm not letting petty officer
Skvoreshnya see Pavlik.

The boy still is really weak.

-Comrade first rank Captain...
-Do what doctor said !

You're not letting me in, either ?

Please, come in.

Uncle Kolya !

Look at you, a real hero !

-Is your headache gone ?
-Yes.

Then sit down.

Now tell me,
how did you get into the boat ?

Well, I used to
get in it from time to time.

And then there's someone's screaming:
"Man overboard ! Man overboard !".

Just as I was going to jump
off the boat, it starts going down.

And the sailors are jumping in.

And then the storm came on
and the water was as huge as a house.

-Is that all ?
-Yes.

What happened to my dad ?

Was he rescued too, Uncle Kolya ?

We're hoping someone
picked him up, Pavlik.

Maybe that motorboat picked him up ?

What motorboat ?

It was really small. And it passed
us by when I was in the ship's boat.

I just can't remember,
what was the number on it.

Now my headache is back, too.

But I'll remember,
I'm sure I'll remember.

And then I'll go to petty officer
Skvoreshnya to tell him.

-Why him ?
-He asked me to.

Uncle Kolya,
send a request over the radio...

to find out what happened to my father.

I will, Pavlik, I will.

Olga Ivanovna...

transfer Pavlik to my cabin.

Do you agree, Pavlik ?

-Yes.
-That's good.

It is necessary.

It will be safer for him to be there.

Understood.

It's nice to see
a pretty woman's face here.

-You can't be here.
-I know, I know, I'm sorry.

Could you tell me,
is this vacuum tube still functional ?

-Yes, it is.
-Thanks for the help. Good luck.

-Wait a minute !
-Yes ?

Where did you get this
transmitter vacuum tube from ?

Good question. It was purely accidental.

-By the way, have you heard my singing ?
-No.

Well, then come to crew’s quarters
to listen. Good luck.

Hero !

You ran away from the doctor ?

And now you walk around the submarine ?

No. I don't live there anymore.

And where do you live now ?

In the captain's cabin.

-You're not making this up, are you ?
-No.

Other people don't come around
to the captain's cabin too often.

Oh, brother, you're making yourself
a noticeable figure here.

I'd be honored if you
would pay me a visit, too.

-Can you read ?
-Yes.

-Read this.
-Cabin of mechanical engineer Gorelov.

Good job ! Come in.

It's so nice here.

Just like at home, on land.

So, you like our submarine so far ?

-I haven't seen much yet.
-I would say you've seen enough.

You just don't have
the sharp eye of a sailor yet.

A sailor can memorize all
the things he sees at a glance.

I can do that too.

You're just showing off.

Let's see now.

Fine.

You just walked down the corridor ; how
many doors were there, do you think ?

Eight. No, nine.

Eleven doors.

-So, shall we continue ?
-Okay.

How many instruments...

did you see in the medicine cabinet
next to your bed at the hospital ?

-I never noticed.
-And you say you want to be a sailor ?

Control room ? Take charge.

-I'm listening.
-Maybe it's nothing...

but I still want to tell you.

Petty officer Skvoreshnya...

brought a special radio valve to me
and asked if it was functional or not.

What's special about it ?

It is a multi-purpose valve.

It's often been used
in portable transmitters.

So, that's it...

Petty officer !

Count the time.

I'll only need 3 seconds. Here.

Go !

Stop.

A penknife...

a lighter, a key to the table,
a picture of me, a pen, an alarm clock...

a notebook.

Wait, wait...
A small screw-nut.

That's awesome !

So, what will our
honorable audience say ?

-How do you do that ?
-A sailor must be very observant, Pavlik.

Whatever you see,
you must memorize at once.

After you see something, close your eyes and
repeat to yourself everything you just saw.

And when you open your eyes,
check again what you have memorized.

When you get back home...

your school friends will ask you :

" Tell us, Pavlik,
what did you see there...

on the submarine
at the bottom of the ocean ? ".

And what will you tell them ?
Nothing. You forgot everything.

I will try my best to remember.

Don't brag about it, don't.

I'm not, I promise ! You'll see.

But can I visit you more often ?

I am very busy, Pavlik.

But you may come in your spare time.

We will play that memorization game.

I was... Good day.

I was looking for you in all cabins.

I was very busy, Olga Ivanovna.

-It's lunchtime.
-Go, go, go, you busy man.

-What have you got there ?
-This is me.

On graduation day. Do we look alike ?

Yes.

But your mustache reminds me of someone.

-Can't remember who it is.
-Maybe it's Charlie Chaplin ?

Mustache and glasses always remind
people of someone else, Olga Ivanovna.

Yes, you are right.

Come, Pavlik.

-Can I come tomorrow ?
-Of course.

But only if doctor allows you.

-Goodbye.
-Goodbye.

" Mustache and glasses always remind
people of someone else, Olga Ivanovna. "

I never missed his shows. And then...

in 1941 I learned
that during a rehearsal...

he fell to his death.

My father keeps the show poster...

and the newspaper with
his obituary and his portrait.

And in what way is mechanic Gorelov
related to the deceased ?

That circus artist...

was engineer Gorelov.

You said your father still has
the obituary and poster of this artist ?

Yes.

Sorry to bother you
at an inopportune time.

No worries ! It's a serious business,
I understand. Please.

Here are the things that my daughter
was talking about with Vorontsov.

Loepping. I asked Gorelov to give me this
poster after he returned from Germany.

" The Continental ".

Do you happen to know the year of that
tour ? Oh, here's the date.

September 17, 1938.

Such an interesting attraction it was.

Sensational !

It looked exciting.
And after two days of training...

any artist could perform this loop.

-How so ?
-Mathematical calculations !

Artist Gorelov was a mathematician ?

He studied in some technical institute
before joining the circus...

but then dropped out.

And this trick
was calculated by his brother.

Seems like he was
a very talented engineer.

That's strange.

You're saying that after two rehearsals
any artist could learn this trick ?

Yes.

-Then why did artist Gorelov fall down ?
-To this day I can't understand why.

During a rehearsal, it was an accident.

Anything can happen in a circus.

Will you allow me to take
this poster ? For a while.

-And the obituary.
-Yes, yes, please. Here.

-Thank you.
-Is there anything else I can do for you ?

That is all. Thank you.

-There is no ship here, still.
-We will find it, Andrey Nikolaevich.

-We must find it.
-Comrade Commander !

Dived down to the sea bed, the depth
is 3500 meters, there is nothing here.

If it's not here we will look
in the crevices of the underwater ridge.

Control room ?

Depth - 300 meters,
course - 185, speed - 45 knots.

Comrade Commander, we're heading for the
rocks, at this speed we'll surely crash.

I've taken that into account.

Prepare the rock-exploders !

Seven hundred meters.

Six hundred.

Five hundred.

Slow ahead !

Rock-exploders !

Fire !

We passed through it so fast,
comrade Commander.

-That's why the sub is called Pioneer.
-Passed through beautifully.

What is that ? The Arctic ?

All we know is, it's a sunken ship.

-Arctic.
-Yes.

Now we know it really is Arctic.

All engines, stop !

Comrade Druzhinin,
send divers to the ship.

Control room speaking.
Vibro-screen is on.

Why is the ocean floor so distorted ?

Strange.

One would assume that there
was a volcanic eruption...

but there are no signs of lava anywhere.

Strange, really strange.

Nikolay Borisovich, take a soil sample.

I already gave the order to divers
to take samples of soil and ship's hull.

-It was definitely sabotage.
-Sabotage ?

Yes, dear colleagues.

The situation is tense for the
humane goals of the expedition :

rescuing people, finding out the causes
of the disaster and your scientific work.

What do you mean ?

There might be not enough time
for us to solve the mystery, before...

-We suffer the same fate ?
-Yes.

It is possible.

I repeat : all crew members to man
their stations according to the schedule.

-I'm here, Arsen Davydovich !
-Who gave you permission to be there ?

Have you touched anything ?

No.

Don't worry, Arsen Davydovich,
I am well versed in technology.

Tell me, please, how many seats this
comfortable bathysphere is designed for ?

One seat. And there is another,
in case someone needs aid in the ocean.

Arsen Davydovich,
I'm begging you, take me with you.

No, it's out of the question. Get out.

You drowned once already, child.
That's enough for you.

Don't worry, Arsen Davydovich.
We will leave this note...

so Olga Ivanovna won't be worried.

" Gone to ocean to help Arsen Davydovich.

Will be back for lunch. Pavlik. "

Is it good ?

No, you can't act like this on the sub.

If the captain finds out,
we're in trouble.

But I promise to remain silent.

I will be quiet as a fish as well.

Eh, a future ichthyologist,
who doesn't know that fish can talk.

-They can ?
-Yes.

Now, go to your room.

And I promise...

to bring you a rare specimen
of a bathypelagic fish. Any questions ?

Excuse me, but do I have to wear
a beard to become an ichthyologist ?

No, it is a matter of looks.

My beard looks good, for example.
Do you agree, Pavlik ?

Yes. But as for me,
I'm never going to wear a beard.

Control room !

The bathysphere is ready to launch.

Understood. Don't worry, Arsen Davydovich,
you will go right after the divers.

What is this thing ?

This ?

An electromechanical saw, Pavlik.

With this saw you can easily
cut metal underwater.

Can you cut the whale with it as well ?

Of course.
Just like at meat processing plant.

And how do you swim underwater ?

Honestly, Pavlik...

I'm wondering, too.

There is professor, he actually
might know, go ask him.

Comrade second rank Captain,
the first group of divers is ready to go.

Get ready to be released
to the ocean floor !

First group, to the elevator !

Mechanical engineer Gorelov was
put in charge of the expedition.

We are starting !

First group is in elevator,
second group, stand by !

[Water]

That's great !
Zap, and you're in the ocean.

Hold your horses, buster.

No, Pavlik, they'll need to go up by
three whole floors to reach the ocean.

And there are gates at each of them.
Like in a lock chamber.

Why do they have to wait ? Why not
go up like in the regular elevator ?

The water pressure is enormous.

Try to contain it...

with only one pair of gates
and you'll get crushed.

Comrade Captain !
I am the happiest man in the world !

If only you could see this.

There's a whole garden...

of actidius voracious predators.

I'll take a picture of them.

Sea fish ! The parrotfish !

The real parrotfish came to visit me.

Ah, you are alarmed now, beauty.

No, no, you're not going anywhere.

Even at the bottom of the ocean
I'll still get you.

His dreams are coming true.

Why is he rushing around ?

Ah, beauties, you met each other.

Where are you going ? Wait a moment !

Gotcha !

Arsen Davydovich, Vorontsov speaking.
Please, do not go too far.

Don't worry, dear Captain.
Everything is going to be all right.

Arsen Davydovich,
where are you heading ?

Come back, professor !

He is so naughty !

Acousticians, maintain radio
contact with the bathysphere.

Captain ! Listen to my command !

Captain ! Captain !

Do you copy ?

A squid !

Respond !

End of part one

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