Sound from the Deep

It wasn't my fault.

You're looking at me like I'm crazy.

I can see it you're wrong.

I am a scientist. I don't make unfounded claims.

According to our records, you were on the

- ship under student status. - Believe me

there are places, there are secrets

in this world we are not ready to face.

- Are you listening? - Go from the beginning, please.

You set off and then...

We set off and...

Yes, from the beginning.

My name is Mikael Aalto.

I joined the HS Hafguva, to work on my PhD

for the University of Helsinki.

The ship was already behind schedule

when we left.

Winter was closing in. Days were

getting shorter

and shorter.

The expedition was sent to look for oil

and natural gas in the Arctic Ocean.

In areas where the ice has melted,

in the last few years.

Do you know how it's done? You use sonar

and air guns to chart the seafloor.

The ship had an international crew from

Scandinavia and Russia.

Captain Johansson was in charge of

nautical operations.

And the research team was led by

Professor Norberg.

He was my supervisor and the best

teacher I've ever had.

Soon it became clear that the area

wasn't as rich as they had assumed.

There was nothing worth drilling.

Time was running out, they were failing.

Okay.

Have you considered turning northwest?

There's a strip of sea we haven't

- checked out yet. - Aren't you supposed to

be studying the sediments.

Oh or do you want to solve

this first?

Listen, that strip is out of our survey area.

We all have done our best, we didn't find

anything and it sucks.

Until tomorrow, we turn back.

My shift is almost over and

I want to go home. So why don't you

focus on your research, okay?

So, what's the hurry to go home?

I have to feed my cat.

That's when we heard it for the first time.

Somewhere far north outside the shipping lanes.

- Hey! - The sound.

They give us an opportunity to be able

to study a completely uncharged area.

Why pass up a chance like that?

Don't tell me you're getting cold feet?

Now be serious or I will turn your ship

around right now.

You know what the risk that trip would be.

Listen, there's still a chance we

could find gas now.

Before winter falls.

You're the expert, what do you think is

making that noise?

To be honest, I don't know.

It is continuous, but, um

it's way too vague for me to jump to

any conclusions.

It's gas! What else could

make a sound like that?

- That's what we don't know. - Mikael

is an independent scholar he works for

the university.

His opinion is unbiased.

From that distance, it was nothing

but a loud rumble

for all we knew it could have been ice

flows rubbing together.

Well?

I agree.

- Sorry? - I agree.

- And what does that mean? - Well I

I, I think we should continue.

With these odds, the trip is worth the risk.

Five days. That's how long you have to

find the deposit.

After that, Hafguva returns back and

that's not negotiable.

Good job, thanks Mikael.

Hafguva speeded north, to the uncharted waters.

Sofia and Professor Norberg spent all

their time dragging the sound.

- What a breeze. - Help me out, will you?

So Norberg decided that it's gas.

And you don't believe that?

Sometimes when I look north

I feel like I'm in church.

Like you're facing something greater than yourself.

Like we shouldn't be here.

It's there, somewhere, just waiting for us.

I never had the chance to say, I mean

thanks for taking me on this trip.

It, it really means a lot to me.

The way I see it, there are two kinds of people.

The ones I trust and

uh, those who I

wouldn't take along on a trip like this.

We are like explorers of the old now.

Nobody's come this far before.

We are between two unknown worlds.

Space and the ocean.