seaQuest DSV

...it's because we all came from the sea.

And it is an interesting biological fact...

that all of us have in our veins...

the exact same percentage of salt in our blood that exists in the ocean...

and, therefore, we have salt in our blood...

in our sweat, in our tears. We are tied to the ocean.

And when we go back to the sea, whether it is to sail or to watch it...

we are going back from whence we came.

Jenny, they're firing at me. Jenny, answer me!

Say your prayers, Reef Runner. There's no escape.

Fire! He's across the line.

Whoa!

Reloading.

Reef Runner to Home Plate. Come in, Home Plate.

Jenny, come on, pick up! Pick up!

Jenny!

Home Plate to Reef Runner. Go ahead.

Jenny, it's Bobby. Bobby! Where the hell have you been?

Never mind. Just get ready to open up the main airlock. I'm coming in.

I've got two Hornets on my tail.

Come on!

Lock on target.

Locking.

Fire!

Jenny, start closing the main airlock. Now!

You're not through yet!

Just close it. Start closing it right now!

Think thin, Bobby boy.

Disengage. Let's call in the big guns.

Jen! I thought those Hornets had me for sure. Your timing with those doors...

You were prospecting over the territorial line again, weren't you?

No way.

Well, maybe a little bit, but everybody does it.

I've got some great... I had some great magnesium samples.

Where's Earl?

With everyone else, out battening down the perimeter.

There was a skirmish out near the Northern Marker this morning.

What happened?

You know better than to jackrabbit another confederation's border.

Those Hornets have been just waiting for an excuse to fire on this facility.

What were you thinking? I don't know.

Wait, wait. What is it?

It's those two that chased you in.

They're on the satellite link to their home base.

They're asking for military intervention.

Every confederation has got attack subs lurking outside these walls.

Once again, information has reached Earthcast News...

that warrior submarines from several economic confederations...

are converging on the Livingston Trench in the North Atlantic.

Representatives are frantically meeting...

trying to keep the situation from escalating.

The subs are all trying to reach their up-world bases.

They want the green light to fire.

What the hell? What's wrong?

These parameter readings. There's something down in the trench.

There's nothing that big out there. Except seaQuest.

Captain, Nor-Pac Command is trying to get through.

It's breaking up. Heavy Sat-Link interference.

Keep trying, Lieutenant. Aye, sir.

Deploy WSKRS, Mr. Ortiz. Narrow cone sweeps.

Feed data directly to Fire Control. WSKRS out.

Feeding data now.

Four plasma torpedoes, charged and loaded.

Thank you, Mr. Phillips.

Capt. Stark, there's still no message from Nor-Pac Command.

How many more of these standoffs are we going to have...

before someone makes a decision?

Don't they understand the only way to secure peace is with strength?

This cat and mouse game is going to go on forever.

Come around to 2-0-9 and hold her steady.

WSKR data coming in.

Five Class-C shooter subs. Target status?

Captain, I remind you... Not now, Commander. Mr. Ortiz?

All targets, 78% vulnerability.

We're locked in attack position. Target grids.

Grids activated.

Captain, I strongly recommend...

we wait for clear orders from Nor-Pac.

Clear orders? Aren't you tired of this game?

We aim at them, they aim at us, and the whole world holds its breath.

Look at this boat. We have the strength and the advantage.

We can end this madness once and for all.

We can do what we were trained to do.

Captain, confirmed orders are coming in from Nor-Pac Command.

Do not fire. Repeat, do not fire.

The other subs are receiving similar orders.

Mr. Phillips, initiate firing sequence.

Mr. Phillips.

Thermonuclear warhead arming sequence initiated.

Confirm authorization.

Confirmed. Thermonuclear launch authorized.

Capt. Stark...

under Article 20, Section 8, of Nor-Pac Command regulations...

I'm relieving you of command.

Cmdr. Ford.

Adm. Noyce.

Commander, how's seaQuest's refit coming?

We're a few days ahead of schedule. Good.

I'll bet you're looking forward to getting back into the water, huh?

Yes, sir. Six months is a long time to be dry, sir.

Well, you know, the brass is under intense pressure from the political powers...

to find someone to captain her who's not thought of as strictly military.

Someone who commands respect outside the ranks.

There's only one man who meets that qualification...

but can still shoot when he has to.

And he'll never take the job.

Nathan Bridger. He was one of my heroes.

What makes you think anything will get him back?

I served with him for 30 years.

You live and breathe Navy that long, and it never gets out of your blood.

I can get him here, that part doesn't worry me.

It's keeping him.

The incident at Livingston Trench...

had us all staring down the barrel at the same time.

It was terrifying.

But as bad as it was for everybody, I believe you had the hardest task.

Relieving a superior officer of duty is a horrible thing to have to do.

You handled it with a great deal of courage.

However...

it's nothing compared to the pain I'm about to ask you to suffer.

Jonathan, I need you to be prepared to appear arrogant...

incompetent, even cowardly.

To be everything a commander shouldn't.

It may be the only way we've got to persuade him...

he's got to assume command.

Sir... It's all in there. I gotta run.

I know you can handle it.

Don't let me down, Jonathan.

Excuse me. Pardon me.

So sorry.

Capt. Bridger? Bridger?

I think there's one on the other side of the island.

Of course, he gets up very early to go to work. You may have to hurry.

That is a very nice outfit. Nathan Bridger...

we've come at the request of UEO Command.

Who? The United Earth Oceans Organization.

Doesn't ring a bell. But then, I've been out of touch for a while.

Captain, we've gone to great lengths to find you.

I don't really know what you people are selling...

but I'm really not interested.

Now, why don't you do yourself a big favor...

And get the hell off my island?

Hello, Nathan.

Go home, Bill.

Nathan, wait. Will you just listen?

She's finished. She's been operational for three years.

Nathan.

Nathan, don't pretend you don't care. I know you do.

All right, come on.

Come on. Come on.

All right, Darwin, my boy.

You know the routine.

Don't be cute.

I'm in no mood.

Now, listen.

You're gonna go down. One, two, three.

Then you're gonna tag the marker.

Tag the marker.

Go.

Go.

Hand-motion communication?

It's not perfect, but we understand each other.

Which is more than I can say about you and me.

I remember, it was Carol who got you interested in dolphins.

I heard about what happened. I'm sorry. She was a wonderful woman.

Yeah. How did you hear it?

Well, you don't think the Navy's going to let...

one of its most valuable human resources...

run off to some island and not keep tabs on him?

Whatever happened to privacy?

Last time I looked, the Bill of Rights was still intact.

Everything's changed, Nathan.

I've come halfway around the world to tell you about it.

Once the oceans became a frontier for mining...

pharmaceuticals, farming...

the world became a dangerous place.

Undersea borders went up, nations split into confederations...

to protect their territorial claims.

They hammered out a peace treaty.

The United Earth Oceans Organization was formed to administer it.

It's different out there now. There's farms and colonies and families.

UEO needed a way to maintain the situation.

That's why Nor-Pac gave us the seaQuest.

Not as a warship, as a peacekeeper. What's the difference?

She's being refitted to include a large science contingent.

What for? Research. Deep-ocean exploration.

The largest deep-submergence research vessel ever.

No, Bill. That part of my life is over.

Don't you understand what I'm offering you?

Nathan, you can't pass this up!

For God's sake, Carol is dead!

Let it go. I won't!

I gave her my word.

I know how much losing Robert hurt you...

how you blame yourself for his joining the service.

I have kids.

Look around you, Nathan. You're totally alone.

Don't you see how your research and your passion...

could be used aboard a ship you poured your life into?