All language subtitles for Seaquest DSV S01E16 Whale Song-eng

Scandinavian whaler.

Three hundred meters off port.
Get me closer.

Okay, that's it. I got her.

Give me the numbers.

Hull number: four, five, alpha,
seven, bravo, three, eight, zulu.

It's the Irish Ocean. Seven
minutes, 53 degrees, north latitude.

Nine minutes, five degrees,
west longitude.

They had a humpback
in their nets.

I should tell Max.

Let him sleep. We'll
tell him in the morning.

He doesn't sleep anymore,
Gerry. None of us do.

We're losing.

I know.

Scandinavian?

Yes, sir.

Is it a kill?

I'm afraid so, sir.

But we can ID the numbers.
Got them cold.

This is the third time. We
have a great case against them.

But no one cares, Wiggins.

You care.

Maybe that's
not enough anymore.

Whatever it takes, sir.

You don't have to say that
unless you mean it.

I do.
And Corbett?

He's with me, sir.

Thank you, Wiggins.

Get some sleep.

A direct hit, sir.

We've crossed over, boys.

The 21st century...

mankind has colonized the last
unexplored region on Earth...

the ocean.

As captain of the seaQuest and
its crew, we are its guardians.

For beneath the surface
lies the future.

This...

is a perfect orange.

Perfectly round, perfectly
fresh, and perfectly...

Well, perfectly orange.

Fulfilling the government's
suggested daily requirement...

for a natural vitamin C
supplement perfectly.

That's not a supplement.

That's an orange,
the real deal.

That's my point. It's not.

Then what is it?

It's a chemically engineered,
hydroponically grown...

citrus-like replacement food.

I mean, just once I would like
it bruised or not quite ripe.

Something, anything.
Make it taste real!

Its just breakfast, Krieg.
Try the egg product.

But they're not eggs.

No cholesterol, no fat.
And no chickens.

No chickens!

This boat never has to
stop by a grocery store.

The crew's menu is created in the lab
out of altered DNA and chemical pies.

The ice cream has a half-life
of 1,400 years.

I mean, who knows what
this stuff is doing to us?

I like it.

Oh, yeah?

Then where's your breakfast?

I just got off watch.
This is dinner. No.

No, this...

is a freeze-dried protein
patty, a lookalike beef product.

Raising cattle was outlawed...

because their methane gas
was deteriorating the ozone.

So some cow passes air, and
I can't eat a cheeseburger?

The North Seas frequently produce
unpredictable weather patterns.

I've been in the Irish Ocean.
It can be rough.

But three ships
lost in the last two months?

What about a rogue wave? We
could run some wave patterns.

Rogues don't discriminate, and the
vessels involved are all whalers.

The first one, Scandinavian...

and two weeks later, a
Japanese commercial disappeared.

And now the wreckage of an
unidentified trawler washed up...

off the coast of Norway.

That's why the Pentagon
wants to see you.

You know, this is not
my end of the rope anymore.

And whaling's been illegal
since the turn of the century.

So is smoking cigars
in restaurants...

but people still do it.

We've got trade agreements
with those guys, Nathan.

We're partners with Japan
in the Super Collider...

and we don't want to compete
against the Saab Space Lab.

And people are dying.

So are whales.
Sorry, Nathan. It's an order.

A chopper will pick you up
off the launch at 05:00 hours.

Nathan, bring a coat.

It's raining in Washington.

No can do, Lieutenant.

Look, that's not the answer my
superiors want to hear, Chief.

Tough.

Come on, I could ring your bell on this,
Bickle, but I'm a good guy, so I won't.

But you're refusing
a direct order.

No, I'm not.
I'm obeying one.

No red meat, no natural
eggs, and no alcohol.

Anyway, you still owe me for
those interactive video headsets.

They were stolen.
Try again, Krieg.

Harmson told me
you traded them for a still.

You can't brew beer out of
genetically cultivated barley.

They bred the buzz out of it.

I've tried. Look, this
is a medical emergency.

Two pounds of ground beef?

Come on, Bickle.

Pretend we've got a sea cow
onboard in need of a transplant.

Try a 900 link-up, Krieg. Naked
women dancers, it's more your speed.

Let's keep this easy, Nathan. We're
all old friends here, aren't we?

Well, not exactly.
No?

Matt Smith, Jack Jones,
Nathan Bridger.

I thought you guys would have met
on the golf course back on Guam.

Gentlemen.

Captain.
How do you do?

Captain.
Let's have a drink.

Scotch rocks
with a twist, right?

No, not for me.
Thank you, sir.

Come on, Nathan.
It's Frank.

Relax, have a drink.
We're off duty.

If we're off duty, then why was
I flown in with a military escort?

Couldn't get you a seat
on the Navy shuttle bus.

You have to try this
roast beef, Captain.

It's from Argentina.

They must feed the cattle
something special down there.

I didn't know they were supposed
to feed them anything down there.

Still going by
the rule book, Nathan?

I turned in my rule book, sir.

It's Frank.
Frank.

I've been very impressed with
your work on seaQuest, Captain.

Thank you.
Yeah.

From "damn the torpedoes"
to talking dolphins.

Science...

If I didn't have rank, it
would have put me out of a job.

Science is the job, Frank.
At least for me.

Come on, Nathan,
this isn't a fundraiser...

and don't tell me you don't
miss some of the old run and gun.

Not since I lost my son
in combat, no.

Why am I here, Frank?

We've lost three UEO-allied
vessels in the last two months.

Ships that were whaling
illegally.

I don't care if they were
floating whorehouses.

These guys are on our side.

But they were breaking
UEO law.

They were blown out of the water.
An outright act of aggression.

Our intelligence tells us there's
a sub cruising the North Sea...

apparently it's armed
and active.

We want you to
find the sub...

and then sanction
with extreme prejudice.

You mean hunt them down
and kill them?

This is within
the UEO charter.

I'm sorry.

I think you've got
the wrong man.

But we've got the right boat.

Meaning what?

Gentlemen?

Captain.
Captain.

Sit down.

I want you to search out
this submarine and destroy it.

The seaQuest's mission
is search and rescue, sir.

Not this time, Captain.

With all due respect,
you can't order me to do this.

No, I can't.

But every young hotshot
on that boat of yours...

can forget about a career
in my navy if you don't.

I'll make their lives
miserable.

And I'll make your life
miserable. You know I will.

I'll expect an answer
in 24 hours.

I'm sure you'll come
to the right decision, Nate.

Captain onboard.
As you were.

Welcome back, sir.
How was Washington?

Redskins lost.
Where's Lucas?

I think he's sleeping, sir.
Wake him up.

Come in.

You wanted to see me?
Yeah.

Are you awake?
Yeah, sort of.

I was in the middle
of this dream...

about driving some girls to
the beach on a motorcycle.

I hope you were
wearing your helmet.

See, that's the weird part. I
was just wearing my underwear.

I'll try and get you back
to it as soon as I can.

Right.

I think you've done some terrific
work for us here on seaQuest.

And there's a lot more to do. Yes.

And I hope that this
has been an experience...

to help you decide what you
want to do with your future.

Well, this is what I
want to do with my future.

Maybe and maybe it's just something
you try on to see if you like.

Captain...

am I being fired?

No.

But I'm pulling you off
the seaQuest.

What?
I'm sorry.

Well, look, if I've done something
wrong, just tell me. I can change.

No. No, it's not you.
It's me.

I'm resigning.

Commander Ford
is taking over temporarily...

and after that, I don't know if this
is going to be a place you want to be.

What happened to you
at the Pentagon?

I can't tell you that.
It's military.

I'm your friend.

There's been a submarine in the
North Seas sinking whaling ships.

They want me to hunt it down
and destroy it.

But I can't do that. I can't
take sides on this issue.

But in this case aren't the
means justified by the end?

Machiavelli said that
and wound up in prison.

I know.

Lucas, I don't know what I'm going
to do about this, but for now...

I'm going to do nothing.

You're quitting.

Yes, I guess I am.

But, at least, I wanted you
to hear it from me first.

Well, thanks for telling me.

I can't accept this, sir.

I'm afraid you'll have to.

It'll be the last order
I ever give you.

Please send it to
General Thomas immediately.

I've ordered a launch to
take me ashore at first light.

I'll get home from there.

But this is your home,
Captain.

Not anymore, Jonathan.

Request granted, Nathan.
Thank you.

Captain, I...
Consider it said, Chief.

Take good care of her
for me, gentlemen.

Time to go, pal.

Go where?
Time to go home.

Bridger sad?
Yes, I am.

Go on.

Go.

You heard.

It's a small boat.

What do you think?

Well, I'm not sure
it's what I would do...

but I think that for you,
you're doing the right thing.

Thanks for that.

And for everything else.

I'm going to miss you.

We've got her.

She's in range.

Fire when ready.

Fire one.

Oh, my God!

We just hit a cruise ship.

The attack,
labeled by the UEO...

as an outright act
of terrorism...

is the fourth
in the last three months.

But this is the first time a
luxury liner has been targeted.

The first three ships
were whaling vessels...

and speculation is that
this tragedy...

may have been a case
of mistaken identity.

Rescue ships are steaming
toward the scene...

but casualties
are expected to be high.

The identity of those passengers
onboard have yet to be released.

Look what they've done! Other news,
former president Bill Clinton...

has celebrated his 72nd
birthday at his home in Arkansas.

Well, look who's decided
to come home.

What are we
going to do now, Max?

I'm sorry, I don't
understand the question.

We just sunk a boat
full of innocent people.

Yes, I know that.

This goes way
beyond activism, Max.

The whole world is going
to be looking for us.

I doubt it, Wiggs. It's
unfortunate, but I doubt it.

An innocent country is invaded
and two days later...

everyone's watching the soccer
championships on television.

A passenger jet is shot down and the
airline offers super-savers to Hawaii.

The headlines of the day are
about busboys who win the lottery.

No. No, it's not
like that anymore.

Wiggs, it is
exactly like that.

It's an intermission, Wiggs.

And you are either
a soldier or a victim.

But now we're as bad
as they are.

This is wrong.
Why? Tell me why.

Because a bomb
delivered in a suitcase...

is less moral than one
delivered by a Navy jet?

I don't think so.

We are going to leave.

And do what?

And turn ourselves in.

Victim or soldiers.

You've made your choice,
gentlemen.

And I've made mine.

Malcolm.

Nathan!

Who is he?

Who's what?

Now, don't take me through
the tide pools on this.

You know everything
that's going on underwater...

or you know somebody who does.

Who's been sinking
these ships?

I made a decision a long time
ago to stay out of this game.

No one wins,
so I don't play it anymore.

When it comes to people and
whales, it's close, but people win.

You know who it is,
don't you?

So do you.

Maximilian Scully...

the noted oceanographer
and undersea explorer...

was tragically lost in a boat
explosion earlier this week...

while on expedition
off the Great Barrier Reef.

Scully, most known
for his work with whales...

and his radical tactics
to preserve undersea life...

may have been the victim
of an assassination.

Throughout his career
he was the target...

of harsh criticism by the
commercial fishing industry.

And efforts to thwart his activism
had increased in recent years.

Max Scully is not dead?

And it was his bomb
that exploded.

He was planning
to sabotage a whaler...

probably forgot to reset his
watch when he crossed the dateline.

Have you seen him?

And he doesn't look good.

His face was badly burned.
He's turned a corner, Nathan.

He wanted me to give him money
to buy an old Russian Foxtrot.

Why didn't you tell me?

Didn't know what
he was planning to do.

I just thought
Max wanted to disappear.

Like I did. Like you have.
Like the Regulator has.

We've all
reinvented ourselves.

It was his business. It
wasn't my place to tell you.

Malcolm,
I spoke at this guy's funeral.

I know.

And he was very touched.

Lucas.

Lucas, where are you?
I'm in here, Ben.

What are you doing?
I'm a stowaway.

I had to get some socks.

Great.

Well, I brought you
some food.

It's sort of food.
I'm not hungry.

Look, you can't be sneaking
around the boat like that.

Bridger finds out
I didn't take you up-world...

I'm gonna end up running a
marina on Lake Chautauqua.

Bridger's never coming back.

And I don't even care.

Lucas, the Captain did
what he thought was right.

But he didn't do anything!
Yeah.

And sometimes that's the
hardest thing to do. Nothing.

But you can't get caught
still here or I'm baked.

I'll take full responsibility. How?

I'll tell them
I blackmailed you...

because I found out that
after you took me up-world...

that you were going to smuggle
some ground beef aboard.

You had no choice.

Do yourself a favor.
Forget law school.

And I didn't take you up-world
because you're a member of this crew.

I just got to let it
blow cool for a while.

Then, when everybody
starts missing the Lucas-man.

I will be a hero.

How's it coming?

Not good.

It's been frozen at absolute
zero since it was outlawed.

Well, put it in the galley
microwave. Yeah, right.

Crew gets a whiff of this
everyone will want a bite.

It's dead cow, Krieg.

And you haven't lived
until you've had some.

Cooked over an open grill
with melted cheese...

and mustard
and relish on the 4th of July.

Just like my father used to make
them for me when I was a kid.

Attention!

All officers not on duty
report to the Launch Bay.

Hands off the beef.
It's not a problem.

Captain onboard.

Request permission to
come aboard, sir.

This is your boat, Captain.

No, it's not.

I resigned. Don't you
remember? You sent the letter.

I never
sent the letter, sir.

That was an order, Commander.
I know, sir.

But once you wrote it, technically
you were no longer a captain.

I was under no obligation
to carry out the order.

What should I do
with this, sir?

Do with what?

Thank you, sir.

Well, then make way
for the Irish Ocean.

We've got
a submarine to catch.

Yeah!

Green player, winner.

You play me again, huh?
Come on, play me again.

No, I played this thing
out in Frisco...

but that one had two women
with hooks for hands.

This damn game gives me a headache.
Besides, you owe me a beer.

Come on, ante up.

Give you a headache.

So when are you
shipping out?

I'm looking to crew up.

Check the board,
plenty of ships going out.

Yeah, well, I need something
that pays a little good, huh?

What are you, a seaman?

I had a first mate rating,
once upon a time...

but the Sea Commission
lifted my papers.

I harvested a little coral, some
reef hugger took it personally.

I was thinking maybe the
whalers would be hiring.

Where did you hear that?

Where did I hear?

Where did I hear that?

You know,
maybe I didn't hear it.

Maybe I guessed it.
Three big ones down.

Crews might be a little
spooked. I might find some work.

Yeah, dangerous work.

If that guy out there, shooting
torpedoes doesn't get you wet...

the Sea Commission
will put you in a room...

without windows
for the rest of your life.

But they've got to
catch you first, don't they?

Pays good.

You gonna help me?

Got a commercial fisher out
of Liberia leaving at 02:00...

named the Saint Renee.

We're going whaling.

You show up,
you sign on.

We ain't gonna wait for you.

Darwin.

Darwin.

You're back!

Man bad. Bridger wrong.

Yes, I know.

So do I.

What are you doing here?

That's my question. I
thought I ordered you ashore.

Look, it's not Krieg's fault.
It's my own.

And if you're wondering,
we made it to shore...

but then I made Krieg
turn around and come back...

because I told him I was gonna
run away and get a tattoo...

and join the Italian Navy.

All right. All right.

SeaQuest is my home, too,
you know?

Yes, I know.

I guess I wasn't even in
command when I gave the order.

Why'd you come back?

It's not a perfect world.

And sometimes you have to do
things you don't want to do.

And, because I missed you.

I missed you, too.

@ I like mine
with lettuce and tomato @

@ Heinz 57
and French fried potato @

@ Big kosher pickle
and a cold draft beer @@

Well, good God, Nolan. Yes, your
grandfather was a great pitcher...

but I'm afraid you just couldn't
hit your way out of the minors.

@ Cheeseburger in paradise @

@ Medium rare with mustard
would be nice @

@ Not too particular,
not too precise @

@ I'm just a cheeseburger
in paradise @@

Entering the Irish Ocean, sir.
Sound the alert.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, great.

Ladies and gentlemen...

what we have here is a Russian
submarine, category type Foxtrot.

Approximate length, 300 feet.
Tonnage at dive, 2,500.

She is fully armed. Runs on diesel,
so we'll be scanning for kerosene.

Mr. Ortiz...

begin your sonar sweeps on all frequencies.
Let's see where this fish lives.

Aye, sir.
And then we'll go get her.

I've picked up a pod of whales
on our passive sonar, sir.

Follow them.
Update Whiskers readings.

That's our bait.

Let's keep the energy up, boys and
girls. This guy's no Easter Bunny.

Chemical scan.

Traces of kerosene, sir.

Parts per million?
Two parts per million.

Rotate sensitivity,
three, five, niner.

Five parts, sir.

Now seven,
populating at 10:00.

I'm picking up
a low frequency prop noise.

Run it through our acoustical
library. See if it confirms Foxtrot.

Then come 16 degrees port.
I think this is our man.

I've got him, sir!

Come starboard 20 degrees,
half-speed ahead.

Split the difference.

Gonna run
a downfield block here.

Aye, sir.

Arm forward lasers
and torpedoes.

Arming forward lasers
and torpedoes.

Inflate the outer skin
with maximum ballast.

Shell protection at assault
ratings. He may take a shot at us.

What can we take
at this depth?

Well, we're specked at 29,000 pounds
at impact. I hope that's enough.

I thought
you were in your room.

I'm scared.
So am I.

Back up Ortiz.

Let's go to alert.

Bridger!

He's fired on her, sir.
1:00 at 300 yards.

Full speed ahead!
Aye, Captain.

Damage report.

Second deck starboard,
A-3 and 4.

We've got water.
Lock it off.

Sub's cutting and running, sir. Good.

Crocker, take a launch over to
that whaler and arrest the crew.

Aye-aye, Captain.
On my way.

Disable the sub, Commander.
Aye-aye, sir.

Come in.

Max Scully, do you read?

Can you copy?

He's not responding, sir.
Maybe he can't hear us.

He can hear us.

Get me a sea crab. I'm
going over there. Alone?

I can't let you do that, sir.
This time it's an order.

And besides,
it's between me and him.

Take it easy, Lucas.

You, too.

You've come here to kill me,
haven't you?

I hope not, Max.

I knew it would be you.

I didn't.

Well, it's appropriate,
isn't it?

We're both on the same side,
and look what they've done to us.

This one is all yours.

And what you're doing
is wrong.

Yes, it's wrong, Nathan. But
if I don't do it, who will?

And if not now, when?

I'm a hero, and let me tell you
something I've learned about heroism.

It's most often done by men
who are frightened or stupid.

I don't like to think of
myself as stupid, Nathan.

But I am frightened.

For you, for me, the world, my
seas, the whales, everything.

So I'm willing to make the final
sacrifice. Eternal damnation? So be it.

Because that is heroism,
Nathan.

Knowing there's no return, doing
what you think is right, regardless.

That's why I'm here.

I know.

I'm going to have to
take you back with me.

Then you're killing me,
and you know it.

The choice is yours, Max.

May I have a moment
with my ship, Captain?

Certainly.

Oh, Nathan.

Firing torpedo number one.

You better get some sleep.

Did you kill him, sir?

No.

That was his choice.

Sir!

I just wanted to say thanks.
For what, sir?

For disobeying my order
to take Lucas ashore.

Well, technically
it wasn't an order, sir.

I know.

Don't do it again.
I won't, sir.

But he's like
a little brother to me.

I hope not.

What's that I smell?

Smells good. What's this?

Cheeseburger, sir.

A real cheeseburger?

Just like my dad
used to make them.

Lieutenant,
those are illegal.

Still?

Still.

Sorry.

Hello, I'm Bob Ballard from the
Woods Hole Oceanographic Institution.

The largest creature to ever
roam the earth was not a dinosaur.

It's the blue whale, and thanks
to efforts to protect them...

many species of whales once
threatened with extinction...

are now making a comeback.

Whales and dolphins
like Darwin...

are the smartest creatures
in the ocean.

They once lived on land,
but returned to the sea...

and we have much
to learn from them...

as we look to the sea
for our future.

Join us on the next exciting
adventure of seaQuest DSV.