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(chimes)
(dramatic music)
- Keep searching. Hurry up, though, storm is a-brewin.
- Do you need to abort your dive, Griego?
(narrator): It's known as The Death Coast.
(waves crash)
An area of rough sea in the North Atlantic
that's claimed more than 6,000 vessels.
(sailors shouting)
Casting those aboard, and treasure,
into its turbulent depths.
(Jeff): We gotta turn this thing around!
Here we go!
(narrator): Gold, silver, and other priceless objects
from the wrecked ships...
- Oh, my God, you're not gonna believe this.
(narrator): ..lie scattered across the ocean floor.
- Gold coin right there. - That is gorgeous.
(narrator): But salvaging here has been banned
for more than a decade, thanks to rampant looting.
Now...
- Storm is a-brewin'.
(thunder cracks) Nothing could-- whoa, boy!
(narrator): After a long battle, third generation
shipwreck hunter, Jeff MacKinnon, has won
the exclusive rights to dive in these treacherous waters.
- Oh, yeah!
(narrator): But he only has eight weeks to do it.
- Are you okay?
(narrator): Can Jeff and his team
find the treasure he seeks?
- Find me something.
- Before the stormy waters of the Death Coast...
- It's time for us to get outta here.
- Pull him out. Pull Doug out.
(narrator): ...make diving impossible.
(dramatic music)
(tense music)
(narrator): After nearly a week of rough seas,
Jeff McKinnon gathers his team at base camp in Louisbourg,
Nova Scotia to discuss their dive options.
With only a few weeks left in their dive season,
every day counts.
- Here we are, posed with another problem.
We are running out of time. Especially with the weather,
the way it's been. I mean, we have been nailed here.
We are facing a decision.
The Feversham site is producing. I really am impressed
with the amount of material that we are recovering.
(narrator): Five days ago, while diving on the Feversham site...
- ...Jeff and the team found a sword pommel,
confirming his theory that the current
is pushing smaller items from the wreck
in towards Scatarie Island.
Then, the team found evidence
of a potentially valuable discovery
in the same area.
- He said a coin? - That's what I heard.
- Now the expert said that might have been a New England coin.
That is incredible, because that is worth a fortune.
(narrator): As the team moved further west,
they discovered artifacts that could change
the focus of the search.
- I don't know what this is. This is not Feversham.
This is something else.
In my experience on the Feversham,
all of the ship fittings were red brass.
These pins that we're finding, this could be another shipwreck.
We may be onto one of the other ships in the convoy.
The Mary and the Joseph and the Neptune
have never been found.
(narrator): In 1711,
the Feversham set sail from New York
to join the British invasion of Quebec.
Supporting the Feversham were three transport ships.
The Mary, the Joseph, and the Neptune.
Each of which was believed to be carrying significant funds
to support the invasion.
- Those ships would have been carrying all kinds of pay
for that incursion into Quebec.
And that material was never found.
The Mary, the Joseph, and the Neptune
were carrying tons of gold and artifacts.
That means, that there's a ton of their money
sitting on the bottom as well.
We obviously have to make a decision here.
Do we stay on the Feversham?
Or do we proceed westward
and chase the other ships?
- I don't know, Jeff. I think we should stick
where we're at, and the reason is,
we're getting a lot of volume here.
More artifacts per dive
than we have in all the other places we've been.
- We finally have the bathymetrics,
and these cuts are producing. I mean,
we finally actually have something that we're seeing,
and going out and getting, so--
- I think it deserves another day.
- I'm kind of leaning the other way.
I agree with what you're saying,
but I think we still need to move a little bit
further west, and my reasoning is,
is that we're finding a lot little, tiny, small artifacts
where we are right now.
There's nothing there definitive that says,
you know, major shipwreck. Where are the cannons?
Where are the anchors? Where are the windlasses,
the capstans, that kind of stuff,
where is that?
- We could spend the next hundred years
pulling pins out of this place.
I need something more definitive
that ties into this fleet,
and I know in my heart of hearts,
that the Mary and the Joseph and the Neptune
are further west.
I am a shipwreck hunter,
and the fact that these ships have never been located
is a salvager's dream.
We're gonna go to the other side of the western breaker, then.
Close to the rocks, that is what we're gonna do.
(tense music)
- Okay, let's go!
- I mean, we gotta make this day count.
Time is of the essence here.
(narrator): With a break in the weather,
Jeff and the team are finally able
to resume their search
for the Feversham's ill-fated convoy.
- Kick her ahead, Johnnie! - Yeah, I am!
(narrator): October 7th, 1711.
A relentless gale drives the Feversham and its convoy
toward the treacherous shores of Scatarie Island.
The Feversham strikes first, and begins to sink.
Its crew bears witness to a harrowing scene.
The Mary, the Neptune, and the Joseph,
one by one, succumbing to the island's deadly coast.
- We're going down there, on the other side
of the ragged rocks.
This is not an established area.
This is something absolutely new.
- 13 fathoms. Taking my time.
(narrator): Though the waters are calm for now,
Jeff knows all too well that the same brutal winds
that have sent hundreds of ships to their doom
along this coast can rise without warning.
- What's the worst wind on Scatarie?
It's that sou'west wind.
It can rip my divers into a pile of breakers,
and a pile of reef systems.
(waves crash)
- Do you see the hatches rocks? Right ahead of you?
- Yeah. - We gotta go
on the outside of them.
- Well, we'll get as close as we can.
- It can be a disaster.
We have to take our time, and make sure
this is done very safely.
(dramatic music)
- Alright, that right there is where she comes up,
there's only four feet of water there
at the best of times. Search and dive from there
to there, then our next dive will be there.
Unless you guys find me something good over here.
Alright, g'bye!
(narrator): The plan is to search along the rocky
southwestern edge of Scatarie Island,
pushing west from the Feversham wreck site
in hopes of finding any clues
that could lead to one of the lost convoy ships.
(tense music)
- Topside, do you read me?
- Copy that, yeah. Move closer to the rock.
(metal detector beeping)
- Copy that. Over.
And keep looking.
(narrator): To identify one of the convoy ships,
Jeff is looking for something more diagnostic than nails
and generic debris.
(metal detector beeping)
- Yeah, I'm not interested in lead sheathing either, pal.
- This wind's picking up a little.
(narrator): While the divers are in the water,
Jeff keeps a close eye on the weather.
- It's that sou'west wind.
That bubble's (bleep) moving.
(metal detector beeping)
Bring it up, let me take a look at it.
I wonder what he got.
(tense music)
(Jeff): When the wind comes out of the southwest,
it pummels Scatarie Island.
This could be a (bleep) problem.
Things can change here on a dime.
You really have to be paying attention.
- It's blowing hard.
- It's going to get worse.
Otherwise, you could lose a diver out at sea.
(dramatic music)
You could be swept away, and you wouldn't even know it.
(narrator): Coming up...
(splashing)
As the team moves west along the Death Coast...
- ...the weather takes a turn for the worst.
- Nothing could-- Whoa, boy!
- ...a series of mysterious artifacts...
- I don't know what that is.
- ...leads to a major breakthrough.
- Oh, what do you got? Look, that's what I was talking about
right there, you can see it. Look at it right there.
We gotta get more, we gotta get more.
(narrator): While searching a rocky shore
off Nova Scotia's Death Coast...
- ...diver Mike Haas discovers something unusual.
- Bring it up, let me take a look at it.
- The team hopes this could be evidence
of one of the three convoy ships
that went down with the Feversham in 1711.
Jeff and his crew believe
that these undiscovered wrecks
still hold untold treasures.
- What do we have, Mr. Haas?
- I have no (bleep) clue. - Oh no, a mystery item.
- I don't know what it is, it could be a piece of junk,
I just don't know.
- Interesting. Brass. - Yeah.
- They'd use this for something.
- Let me see it again. - It's pretty cool.
- I don't know what that is.
- Or why it's black on the inside.
- I have no idea. No idea.
Sometimes when the divers bring up an artifact
that we can't identify,
we gotta it back to the lab, get it cleaned up,
and then Jim can initiate the steps that we need,
so it can tell its full story.
That's something interesting for the lab.
Let's go home, Johnnie. It's going to pick up.
(narrator): With dangerous weather on the horizon,
and a two-hour journey still ahead of them,
Jeff calls off the dive.
- When every single day counts,
losing half a dive day like this is a real setback.
- With time running out,
Jeff needs confirmation
that they're searching in the right location.
So later that evening,
team archeologist Jim Sinclair
meets with historian Logan Metesh,
who works with the National Park Service
and the Smithsonian Institute,
to see if the object they found could be
from one of the convoy ships.
- Hi, Logan. Thanks for joining me today.
- Jim hopes this artifact may provide a clue
about whether it came from the Feversham,
or from one of the convoy ships.
- We've got a little piece that we found
and we'd like to get your opinion on it.
- Is it, is it tarnished brass? Is that what it is?
- Yes, it's tarnished brass.
- Okay, so it's got a totally round spout,
and there's that little hole there in the side.
- Almost looks like a funnel. - It reminds me a lot
of the top to a flask.
Not the kind of flask that you drink out of,
I'm referring to a gunpowder flask.
- Wow. So, what sort of gun are we talking about?
- We're most likely looking at a smooth bore flintlock musket.
(narrator): A flintlock musket is a long gun
used by the British in the 18th century.
The operator loads the gunpowder,
often from a flask, followed by a lead shot
that is tamped down and then primed with more powder.
- So, Logan, in your opinion, would this have been more likely
on the HMS Feversham,
or one of the three transport ships?
- In my opinion, it's most likely coming
from one of the transport ships.
And that's because in 1711,
on the Feversham, the individuals
who are going to be shooting the muskets on that ship,
military soldiers are most likely to have
pre-made paper cartridges.
But if we're dealing with the transport ships,
they're far more likely to have to load their powder
directly from a flask.
So the Mary, the Joseph, or the Neptune,
those individuals are going to have a powder flask.
- Oh, that's fascinating.
It's amazing to think that this small piece
may hold a big clue for us.
- Little objects hold big clues.
- They certainly do.
- Yeah, we're going right that way,
towards the buoy. - Yeah well, you don't want
to get up on that little sunker. - No.
(narrator): The next day, encouraged by Jim's research,
Jeff moves the team further west,
following the trail of the convoy.
- Where are we at here? Stay outside here.
- Yeah.
(tense music)
- Johnnie? - Yeah?
- Watch your depth there. - Yeah.
(narrator): Though the weather is holding steady,
Jeff knows it can change in an instant,
and the site they're diving is unfamiliar territory.
- This is crucial, this area.
I can smell coins here,
I know you can smell them too.
Alright, well goodbye.
(narrator): To help cover more territory in less time,
the divers will use a scooter
to increase their speed underwater.
(boat engine revving)
Show 'em how it's done, Dan. Find me a (bleep) damn coin!
(narrator): The tenders must move carefully
to reach the marker.
This close to the rock, the current is strong,
the waves, unpredictable,
and the visibility, poor.
A dangerous combination
that can easily throw a diver
against the jagged edge of the shoals.
- Copy that.
(soft tense music)
- This is Topside, Haas. I read you loud and clear.
For some reason, the kelp gods hate me.
(metal detector beeping)
- Can you really please just say that slower?
I really think you're saying you got a (bleep) coin.
(metal detector beeping)
(narrator): With time running out in the latest dive
along the jagged coast of Scatarie Island...
- Can you really please just say that slower?
I really think you're saying you got a (bleep) coin.
- Diver Mike Haas has made a last-minute discovery.
- Copy that. He said he got a coin.
- That's what he said.
- Keep working that spot, fellas,
because where there's one, there's more.
(metal detector beeping)
- Copy that.
(narrator): Out of time, and air,
the team leaves a marker to tag the location
and return to the surface.
- Copy that. Griego is surfacing at his buoy.
I'll be right with you, Dan.
- Copy that, Haas, copy that.
Two divers up now.
Just one glove, handful of stuff.
What did you get?
- I have no idea what you're talking about.
(laughter) - Come on, let's see!
- You know-- - I heard ya.
- You did? - On the set.
Come over here and look.
- Is that cool or what?
- Oh... ho-ho!
That is something. That is fantastic, guys.
- That's a beautiful coin. There's a Spanish cross,
the crest on the one side--
- The Spanish cross on the other.
Right there, look, same one. - No (bleep).
- Yeah. I have a Spanish cross tattoo
on my bicep because my father's very first coin
he ever found was a Spanish escudo.
And it just so happens that he found it
on the south side of Scaterie.
(narrator): A Spanish cob is a crudely made coin
from the Spanish colonies.
Rather than minted from a thin sheet of silver,
they were simply cut off the end of a silver bar
and imprinted on the sides.
They were a common currency in 1711,
found aboard ships from nearly every nation,
including those of the British fleet.
- That is fantastic, that's what we're looking for.
Imagine leaving that on the bottom of the ocean
for nobody to ever find again.
I'm gonna (bleep) cry.
These Spanish cobs are haunting me.
The Feversham had thousands of them.
But this is not the Feversham.
This is on the other side of the western breaker,
so what is doing here? It has to be from another wreck.
I really need to find out what this is.
- I thought that was copper, it's silver, huh?
- No (bleep). - Look at that.
- Yeah, it looks like silver to me.
- Yeah, this is, yeah, I want to know what this is.
- Aw, we gotta get, we gotta get back in,
we gotta get more, we gotta get more!
(narrator): With the weather holding steady,
Jeff sends the divers back to the target,
hoping to find more evidence of a convoy ship
and any treasure it may have had on board.
- As the divers move further west from the marker,
they encounter a familiar foe.
(metal detector beeping)
- Well, then, start eating it then!
(metal detector beeping)
- Mmm!
(narrator): After 40 minutes of fighting the kelp,
the divers are out of air.
- Copy that, Mike Haas.
- Problem is I can't see anything.
Literally can't see anything.
And the kelp is so thick, it's black.
But I can still hear the hit.
- We got into an area, it's a very promising area.
But they can't see anything.
I think it'll speed things up
if you clear some of the kelp out of there.
So what I'm gonna do is I'm gonna send you down
with your little linoleum knives and you guys can go to town.
Let's go down and cut some kelp.
(Jeff): The boys gotta go down and do some manual labor.
It's hard work, they might not like it,
but it's gonna pay out. I know it.
(splashing)
(narrator): Once again, the divers return to
the marker,
this time determined to clear away
as much kelp as possible,
carving a path to the sea floor.
- It's risky, because it takes time,
and time is something that we don't have.
However, I'm hoping that this move will pay off for us,
and they'll expose an area
and be able to get some recovery.
(narrator): With daylight fading fast,
and cut strands of kelp now covering the site,
- That's time, I want you guys out of the water.
- Jeff calls the divers back. They'll return in the morning,
hoping the shifting tide will sweep away the loose kelp,
and reveal clues to one of the lost convoy ships.
- It kills me to have to leave a place that is producing,
but it's getting late in the day, we have no choice.
(narrator): Coming up...
- We are getting hammered out there.
- We got a little bit of a storm front moving in.
- Hurry up, though. Storm is a-brewin.
We're having a little bit of lightning up here.
Nothing could-- Whoa, boy!
(tense music)
(narrator): After a day of cutting away the thick kelp
that continues to frustrate their mission,
the team returns to the jagged edge
of Scatarie Island, to search for evidence
of one of the convoy ships and its undiscovered treasure.
- Alright, you're going where you cleared that kelp.
Let's find something diagnostic, please!
Let's go! - Let's go.
(Jeff): Let's do it.
G'bye, get them to their site, Chris.
You be careful in there.
(narrator): Jeff's hope is that the current carried away
the loose kelp overnight.
(dramatic music)
- This is Topside, Haas. I read you loud and clear.
Dan, can you give me a rundown on visibility, please?
- Hey Haas, how are you dealing with the kelp?
Does it look all cleared up where you cut it?
(narrator): The divers are now able to get closer
to the sea floor
and to any treasure that might be hidden nearby.
- Let's see what we can find.
And we gotta make this dive count.
(narrator): While the dive team continues their search...
(tense music)
...Jim Sinclair meets with coin curator Doug Mudd,
hoping he can identify the piece of silver
the team recently salvaged.
Doug is a longtime consultant for the Smithsonian Institute,
and the International Monetary Fund.
- We have a slightly unusual object here,
I thought you might like to take a look at it.
- Oh yeah, very interesting.
Let's take a look at that a little more closely.
Okay yeah, so it's definitely been clipped at the end.
Probably a fork.
- So why would they trim off the tine of a fork?
- Silverware at the time was made out of sterling silver,
which is what they used in the actual coinage.
It meant that it was much easier, in emergency situations,
to convert your silverware into money.
People would bring out family silverware and cut it off,
and if they cut them to a certain weight,
it could be used in trade very easily.
What'll be interesting is if we weigh this,
it might actually correspond to, say, a shilling in weight.
Let's take a look and see what the weight is.
The weight is about 2.1 grams.
That corresponds roughly with what was known as a grote,
that was a denomination at the time.
So it makes perfect sense that something like this might exist
and might have been used as money.
(narrator): In the early 18th century,
the use of forks was rare in Britain.
On British naval ships,
they were highly restricted until 1897,
because of the fear they would make ordinary sailors
seem unmanly.
But those regulations did not apply to private ships,
like those that supported the Feversham.
- The Feversham was the only royal ship in the convoy,
and so it's far more likely the sailors on the Mary,
the Joseph, or the Neptune would have been carrying
this type of pocket change.
(narrator): Back at Scatarie Island,
the divers continue their search
for more of the convoy ship.
A search that is pushing them closer
to the rocky shoreline.
(metal detector beeping)
- What do you have?
- Disregard, find me something else, please.
(metal detecbeeping)
It's gonna pick up here in a few.
- If they're gonna find something down here,
they'd better do it quick.
When that wind runs against the tide,
we're gonna have waves.
And those waves are gonna push
my divers up into the rocks.
See them there, fellas?
- Once you get eyes on their bubbles,
do not lose them.
(narrator): Jeff keeps a close eye on the weather.
High winds mean larger swells and faster current.
Yeah, it's coming in fast.
- The rocks! Get them away from the rocks!
The rocks! Get them away from the rocks!
- Chris, come on. Move!
(narrator): With the wind and waves picking up
along the Death Coast...
- Alright divers, to the surface. That's enough.
- ...Jeff is forced to call the divers back.
(metal detector beeping)
(dramatic music)
- But they're not returning empty-handed.
- Attaboy, Haas.
Copper coin.
- Jeez, it's beat down. Poke me now with a sharp stick.
- That's a good one, Mike.
- Right on the surface, as soon as I went down,
I couldn't believe it was laying there.
Some writing around it, I can see that.
- This is a British farthing or a quarter-penny.
It was a very small denomination,
so it's not part of any treasure.
This is most likely from the pocket of a common sailor.
The interesting thing is,
even though we found a substantial amount of coins
on the Feversham, we never found a farthing.
This, along with the soldier's flask top
and what could be fork tine,
are telling me that we may be on the site
of one of the convoy ships.
Well, here we go again. Sou'west winds.
(narrator): For now, the search will, once again,
have to wait.
Let's go home, Johnnie. It's going to pick up.
Let's get back at 'er tomorrow.
(narrator): The next morning, Jeff assembles the team
to address the increasingly unpredictable weather,
and prepare for the next dive.
- We are getting hammered out there.
We're losing half of every day.
As you can see outside, it's gonna pick up.
She's coming out of the sou'west right now,
probably about 15 to 20, but she's supposed
to pick up to 25.
- Yeah, the swells are gonna be so big,
we'll be lucky to get two dives in.
- Basically. The winds are progressively
getting worse.
I can feel the dive day slipping through my fingers.
I know it's blowing a little hard out there,
and I know it's gonna be uncomfortable.
That's why I brought yous here, you're the best at what yous do.
So, we have to make hay while the sun shines.
So we better make our morning worthwhile.
(dramatic music)
(narrator): As the team departs Louisbourg to continue searching
the coast of Scatarie Island,
conditions are deceivingly calm.
The darkening sky, however, tells a different story.
- I'm gonna have to keep watching what's going on here.
The wind's a little confused here now,
so she's coming around southeast.
Looks like we a got a little bit of a storm front moving in.
And it might cut our day short.
(tense music)
- Copy that.
(metal detector beeping)
- Copy that, Haas.
They found something.
- Bring it up.
(thunder rumbling)
- Whoa! Here comes the rain.
(beeping from radio)
- Here it is.
- We just got a storm warning over the set.
I can hear the thunder, and I saw quite a few flashes
of lightning off in the distance.
We're gonna have to probably pull the pin,
because it is going to turn into a washing machine here.
(narrator): As storms roll in from the open sea,
they bring heavy winds, rain, and sometimes lightning.
Because saltwater is a good conductor of electricity,
a lightning strike can spread along the surface,
causing electrical shock, burns, or paralysis,
and ultimately, drowning.
- This is why it's dangerous to dive these waters.
It's a mess out here, again.
(metal detector beeping)
- Good, keep searching that area, pal.
- Small piece of silver? That sounds good,
keep searching.
Hurry up, though. Storm is a-brewin.
(narrator): As conditions quickly worsen,
the divers rush to complete their search.
- Hmm, mmm, mmm, mmm...
- Do you need to abort your dive, Griego?
(Jeff): Oh my God.
Storm is a-brewin.
(narrator): Off the coast of Scatarie Island,
Nova Scotia...
- ...an incoming storm has put the dive team in danger.
- I need to be able to maximize my dive time.
But this weather that we're having here is dangerous.
Yeah, this is Topside to safety diver.
I want you to wrangle your guys and bring them up,
we're having a little bit of lightning up here.
A little bit of lightning.
(narrator): But the threat of lightning
is not the only risk.
- Weather like this causes a major swell.
- It is not good for the safety of the divers.
You run the risk of having a diver getting thrown
up onto the rocks of the island.
(dramatic music)
- Copy that, let's get you guys out of the water.
(thunder rumbling)
(rain pattering)
Okay boys, what do you got?
- I got a rove, and I got a thing
that I thought might have been silver,
but I'm thinking might look more brass.
- It's a rove. - Yeah, that's a rove, alright.
A rove is a metal washer, placed around the pins
used to fasten a ship's components together.
Okay, what else have we got? Jesus, look at that!
That's a piece of the rudder gear!
That rove goes with that.
That material and that material goes together.
Same ship. There's no question.
That it?
Oh, what do you got? Oh!
That's a bell.
Yeah! - That's definitely a bell.
- That's a piece of a bell. - Dinner bell.
- Small bell, I don't know what kind of bell.
There's marking on that, look.
I gotta get that to the lab, I'll find out what that is.
So is there other stuff underneath it?
- Yes, it's still deeper.
- Oh, we gotta go back there.
(thunder cracks) Oh! Yes, I hear you!
(laughter)
I think we're on to the debris field, here.
I really want to keep going,
but the weather's not gonna allow it.
(thunder cracks)
Yeah, it's time for us to get out of here.
(thunder cracks) Nothing could-- Whoa, boy!
I don't want to-- (thunder cracks)
Whoa, I'm sorry, Lord!
Make no mistake, the weather is in charge here.
Not me, not anyone else, the weather.
(dramatic music)
(narrator): As the storm sets in,
the crew secures the deck
and readies for the long and unpleasant journey
back to base camp.
- Good job, boys.
We're moving, we're getting out of your way!
(narrator): Later that evening, Jeff and team archeologist
Aaron Taylor return to the lab
to investigate the bell fragment.
After soaking the fragnt in a solution to stabilize it,
and remove surface contaminants,
Jeff hopes to find a clue
as to which ship it may have come from.
- I really thought I saw something on the boat.
Hmm...
- What do you see?
You make out anything? - I do.
Looks like I see part of a line.
It's way too straight to be a scratch or pitting.
- It's subtle, but yeah, I can see it.
- That's absolutely deliberate.
- You know, I have an app on my phone,
and it's been used on old rock painting.
It helps to bring out the faint, faint images.
I take a photo.
And then if you play around with it a little bit...
- Look, that's what I was talking about right there.
- Yeah, some of those really pop on you, right?
- Look at it, right there. That's an M.
- Yeah, I see it, I see it too. It's subtle, but it's there.
- It could either be the end of Feversham,
or the beginning of Mary.
It can't be Feversham,
cause we're too far up the coast,
especially from where the Feversham
initially wrecked.
I bet you right after M, there's an A.
- So you're thinking Mary. - I am thinking Mary.
I think this ship is the Mary.
We've already found artifacts here, but I want more.
(narrator): If this bell truly belongs to the Mary,
Jeff and his team may have uncovered the final
resting place of one of the three
undiscovered convoy ships of the Feversham.
But the greatest mystery remains.
Somewhere off the rugged coast of Scatarie Island,
the treasure is still waiting to be found.
(narrator): Next, on The Death Coast,
- It's right in there, look.
- As Jeff and his team push into uncharted waters...
- ...a single artifact could pinpoint the location
of a lost convoy ship.
- That came from a bigger section of the ship.
- And an unexplored section of seabed...
- Yeah, I want it, Mike.
- ...starts to give up its treasure.
- Holy (bleep)! What are those?
- Kind of look like emeralds to me.
(dramatic music)
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