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My son's story begins in the ocean, a place full of secrets.
Some are beautiful.
Some are dangerous.
Its mysteries have baffled mankind for centuries.
None more so than the Bermuda Triangle.
But in order to understand the triangle, you must understand my son.
Although he lives among you, he was born in the darkest reaches of the sea.
I'd hoped to teach him the ways of the world, how to lead a good life and
become a good man.
But then, I was taken from him.
Is that this key Coast Guard to Turtle One?
Atlanta, you out there?
Flying high and free.
All the hatcheries were undisturbed.
You miss me?
More than I can say on an open frequency.
How'd your new research assistant pan out?
Oh, he's got something to tell you.
Dad, Mom and me tagged this big old sea turtle. It was the coolest thing ever.
Dad, I held my breath in the water for almost five minutes.
Hey, that is incredible, kiddo. I swear you must be part fish.
Hey, we're less than an hour away.
You want to grab a pizza and meet us?
Tom?
Tom, can you read me?
Oh, my God.
Atlanta, sweetheart, I lost you.
Atlanta?
Honey, get your thing.
Well, how can you get a storm brewing out there?
No, sir.
Blue skies for 500 miles.
I can't get out! They're coming for you. You have to get to the surface.
Do good with your life.
I will find you again, I promise.
I love you, Oren.
You had a busy night.
Come on, get out of here.
What did I do this time, Sheriff?
That depends on where you were at 10 o'clock last night.
Huh. I didn't wear a watch. I couldn't tell you.
Then you didn't break into Neptune World and free five dolphins?
That's the wrong man.
Is that so?
All right.
How do you explain these Kodak moments?
Sheriff, come on.
Any 10-year-old with a PC could have photoshopped those pictures.
Come on, AC.
Look, you're under arrest for breaking and entering and animal endangerment.
Endangerment?
Come on, I've seen porta-potties that were cleaner in that theme park. I was
doing those dolphins a favor.
Yeah, the world's full of misunderstood heroes.
Come on.
Thanks for bailing me out, Dad.
I promise I'll pay you back.
AC, I know your heart's in the right place, but come on, this is the third
time this year.
Well, I guess these are the days when you wish you never would have signed
those adoption papers. Hey, kiddo.
No matter how many times you screw up, and you're definitely going to the
record here, I will always be your father.
All right, I gotta go to work.
You know, it's ten years today. Mom disappeared.
A.C., please, don't.
Don't do this to yourself. But we were flying over the Bermuda Triangle. She
called me Oren. She said she had so much to tell me.
Didn't she also say do good with your life?
I don't see you fixated on that.
You should be at Stanford right now, not worrying about being incarcerated.
I'm not leaving Tempest Sea until I find out what happened to Mom. Look, I miss
her too, but you're not a teenager anymore.
You have so much potential.
I hate to see you go away.
Look, I messed up.
Sorry.
If you're really sorry.
Pull your life together kiddo.
I'll see you later.
Rough night?
No. No, the night was fine.
But this day keeps sucking more and more by the minute. Why are you putting a for
sale sign on my boat?
Technically, the boat's still mine.
Figured it was time for me to cut my losses.
Eva, I know you're mad about the charters I blew off this morning.
You know, there's something ironic about watching five cardiologists have a heart
attack when you tell my dive instructors in jail.
See, technically, it was a holding cell.
And the plan was not to get arrested.
You know, that's what you said when you swam aboard the cruise ship and ran up
the bar tab.
It was a wedding.
You know, I got caught up in the moment. I brought everyone around.
And for the record, the bridesmaids did say that my toast was incredibly
romantic. Well, maybe one of them should have wired you the money to cover the
bill.
You're not really going to sell my boat, are you?
Hey, see, come on. We're supposed to be business partners.
Why did he pick last night to go green teeth on me?
You want to know the real reason why I freed those dolphins?
It's because I felt like they were calling to me.
So what are you saying, you can talk to fish now?
Dolphins are mammals and... No, it was more of a, uh...
Weird empathy.
If you want, I can call a friend over at Dolphin Rescue and we can set up a legal
defense fund.
Okay. Okay.
Thanks.
Don't worry.
And get to work.
Getting tired of staring at these bottles.
Anyone around here want to pour me a drink?
A little early for happy hour, don't you think?
You're Tom Curry's boy.
I've seen you diving Mercy Reef.
Didn't realize I had a fan club.
You don't.
I run the lighthouse on Atlas Point.
The gulls have nothing on my view.
Sounds beautiful.
I remember the day your mother's plane went down.
That cloudless Caribbean sky.
God couldn't have painted a prettier picture.
Then out of nowhere came the storm.
I'm sorry, who are you?
Name's McCaffrey.
Keep the change.
Arthur, if you look hard and long enough into the deep, something's going to
start looking back.
Watch yourself.
Unidentified male, B-20, I'm confirming. People's not responding.
You're coming.
I'm a much more learned.
All right, take it easy, buddy. Take it easy.
We're taking you to the hospital.
This is unit 66.
We're en route for a street hospital.
Don't forget to take a left to Cuba, Torres.
You think I'm taking directions from you, Munch? You get lost in a two-lane
highway.
Lieutenant Torres.
Commander Daly. You've got a new mission.
Coordinates are in your nap comp.
You're flying over Mercy Reef.
Permission to speak freely.
Go ahead.
Sir, if you're giving me an easier assignment because you don't believe I
can handle the rigors of this program, you're 100% mistaken. This is not the
LPGA, Torres.
You tee off with the men.
These orders come from way above my head.
They told me to put my best pilot on it.
Needed a clean sweep of the area.
Now, have I blown enough sunshine up your backside? You ready to fly?
Yes, sir. Good.
Now, the Coast Guard is pulling John Doe off the reef.
No boat, no ID, and no idea where he came from.
It's rankling some feathers up the food chain.
If you see anything out of the ordinary, you let me know.
San Andres reporting as ordered.
I'm flying over Mercy Reef. There's nothing out here, guys.
Wait a second.
Something's below the surface following me. It's coming up fast.
It just dropped back. I'm going to circle around.
You.
Welcome back.
The doctor said I could wait here until you woke up.
I hope the Navy doesn't have a you-break-it-you-bought-it policy.
Do you remember anything?
Just a flash of light.
Then I was flying through the water.
And you were carrying me.
And we were going so fast.
You know, when you're drowning, your brain loses oxygen and you start to see
things that aren't real.
Maybe you should rest.
Is that your way of saying I'm crazy?
Your plane crashed at 700 miles an hour.
So I'm going to reserve judgment until the painkillers wear off.
You better go tell the nurse that you're awake.
Wait.
What's your name?
It's not important.
You saved my life.
It's important to me.
A.C.
Oren. They know you're here.
They know you survived.
Why did you call me that?
Where did you get this necklace?
They're coming.
For you.
Who are you?
Visiting hours are over.
Who the hell are you?
This badge means I'm the only one asking questions.
Where are you taking him?
I said, where are you taking him?
I asked you a question.
Where are you taking him?
We got him.
When did he wake up?
Five minutes ago.
Has he displayed any violent tendencies like the others? No, sir.
This is the file you requested from the Navy archives.
The dental records match our John Doe.
Ensign Gus Thompson, member of Flight 19 that disappeared December 5th, 1945.
Bermuda Triangle.
Welcome home, Ensign Thompson.
Where the hell have you been for the last 60 years?
Tell him to call his son.
It's about the man he pulled off Murphy Reef this morning.
Easy.
I've already told him to dock someplace else. I'm going to report their boat
tomorrow to Fish and Wildlife.
The find's not going to stop these guys.
I'm just going to go remind them about the catch-and-release policy with
Marlin. Hey, see?
Kicking the crap out of a bunch of fishermen is only going to leave you
back in jail.
Okay?
It's amazing how cruel people can be.
Yeah.
It bothers me more and more that Marlin should be in the ocean, not hanging
above some moron's fireplace.
Maybe someday the fish will get their revenge.
I don't know. I think rednecks make pretty ugly trophies.
I'm Nadia.
I heard you're pretty amazing under the water.
If you'd like me to take you diving, I'm free tomorrow.
I was hoping we could do something now.
Let's get out of here.
Great idea.
Let's go for a swim.
That's to read my mind.
You're not bad in the water yourself.
Here's the practice.
You know, we met a long time ago.
Are you sure about that?
I think I definitely would have remembered you.
Let me request your memory.
Nadia?
Okay, you're really starting to freak me out here.
Nadia?
those damn things.
What the hell was she?
Get your clothes on.
We need to talk.
Once the siren has you in her gaze, there's nothing a man can do.
Siren.
Of course.
You act like you see them all the time.
Seen my fair share.
Unfortunately, my aim's a little rusty.
The only way to kill those scaly bitches is to nail them between the eyes.
Who are you?
An exile like you and your mother.
Exile from where?
It's called different names by different cultures.
You probably know it by its most famous.
Atlantis.
Atlantis.
Next time you're in Atlantis, could you say hi to Captain Nemo and the Little
Mermaid for me? You think I wanted to be the one to tell you? No, I think you
need to lay off the booze, old man.
Sickled your brain.
You can't run away from your true calling, Oren.
So let me get this straight.
My parents were the rulers of Atlantis.
So I guess technically that would make me a printer.
You know, the fact that you can say that with a straight face is impressive.
Let me ask you a question.
Does Atlantis have a retractable dome?
Or does everyone just swim around in there like a bunch of fish?
Don't mock me.
You think I don't know how absurd this sounds?
But you saw that siren. Was that a joke?
Okay, so if Atlantis exists, then how come no sub-sonar or deep-sea probe has
been able to discover it, huh? Because it's cloaked in a shroud no modern
technology can penetrate.
The Bermuda Triangle.
Your father was a man of peace.
There were others who wanted to wage war against the surface world.
Your father resisted.
So what, they kill him?
Now they want me dead too.
I managed to get you and your mother out.
I knew the only place you would be safe was up here.
We were found on Mercy Reef by a young Coast Guard lieutenant.
My dad.
Then he knows.
No.
Your mother insisted that we say nothing.
She probably thought she could hide you from your true destiny.
Yeah, and what's my true destiny, huh?
To defend this world you've embraced as your own and protect the ocean from
which you were born.
So you want me to fight Sirens and Standard Oil?
Is that it?
You know what? Forget it. Find somebody else. I'm not interested.
You can't avoid your responsibility, Orin.
It's in your bones and you know it.
This is insane.
I'm a dive shop owner.
I'm not the protector of the seven seas.
Destiny is like a riptide.
You never know what's pulling you in until it's too late.
This girl, Nadia, is actually a killer mermaid who wants to take you out
because you're some sort of underwater royalty.
In a clamshell, yeah.
Well, they always look so friendly on the Starbucks cup.
Well, I didn't believe it either until that siren tried to kill me.
She's coming back for me.
Then I suggest... A road trip to the desert with a truckload of Evian.
Eva.
I think she's the creature that attacked my mom.
I have to face her.
You're really serious about this.
She'll close up for a couple of days.
Head out of town.
I don't want you caught in the middle of this.
What about you?
I'm taking the Quint to Atlas Point.
No, Catherine's got weapons there.
Well, it looks like there's a storm coming anyway.
Maybe I'll go visit my sister in Tampa.
Look, I'm sorry about all this insanity.
Yeah, well, being friends with you has always required a leap of faith.
Besides, someday you'll make it up to me and give me a cool title like... Duchess
of the Deep.
I don't know how you escaped from Atlanta, but thank you for leading me to
Oren.
Good to see you back on your feet, Lieutenant Torrey.
Thank you, sir, but I'm confused.
I already went over the accident report with Commander Daly. I understand that,
but I'm the one who ordered the mission.
I wanted to debrief you myself.
And who exactly did you work for?
Top Dog, Lieutenant.
Commander-in-Chief.
I was curious about that flash of light that you saw right before you lost
control.
To be honest, sir, I was disoriented.
It could have been a sun flare.
You don't have to placate me.
I won't think you've lost your mind.
After all, you're flying over the Bermuda Triangle.
With all due respect, sir, that's just a myth.
I used to share that sentiment.
What changed your mind?
Why don't I show you?
Last year, this man boarded an oil platform in the Gulf of Mexico and
attempted to blow it sky high.
He was killed before he succeeded.
His name was Evan Corday.
He disappeared along with his yacht off the coast of Bermuda on July 6, 1905.
It's impossible.
It must have been a descendant or somebody who looked like him. I'd agree
with you, except that the fingerprints were a perfect match.
And he's not the first one to come back.
Come back from where?
That's what Project Nautilus aims to find out.
I want you to join us, Lieutenant.
Help unlock the mysteries of the Bermuda Triangle.
Sir, I'm a pilot.
I don't know what relevant experience I could offer.
You have more experience than any of us.
You witness something extraordinary out there, and you live to tell the tale.
I don't believe a pilot of your impeccable record can be taken out of
the sky by a sun flare or a freak mechanical failure, Lieutenant.
Sir, I joined up to fly jets and serve my country, not chase windmills.
This is not a fool's crusade.
This is a matter of national security.
All these files contain pictures of people who have vanished in the Bermuda
Triangle.
They are MIAs in an invisible war, and Tempest Key's a front line.
Yeah.
I'll be right there.
If you want to see how real this is, come with me, Lieutenant.
You need to hit the road or you're never going to make it out of here before the
storm. Once you lock down, I'll go. I don't want to come back and find half
our restaurant underwater.
I got it, I got it, I got it.
So, once you've taken care of business, we should talk to the bank about a loan
to upgrade your boat.
Oh, great.
Power lines have blown over.
Now it must be the circuit breaker.
Lights are still on at Captain Jack.
Are you sure you know what you're doing?
Yeah, trust me.
Would it kill you to hold the flashlight, Betty?
Very funny, Eva.
Couldn't hide forever, Oren.
Eva. Sorry about your friend.
But I'm more concerned about your life now.
Jeffrey. She got you too?
Where's she taking us? Home.
To Atlantis.
To be executed.
Why hasn't she gutted us already?
You're a symbol of hope, Warren.
If they kill you, that hope dies too.
Then I need water.
My flask. It's in my boot.
How do we take her down we aren't doing anything you're getting off this boat no
No, that thing took my mom and attacked my friend. I'm not going anywhere until
she's dead.
I promised your father on his dying breath I would protect you.
I'm not breaking my word now.
Do you have any weapons?
Claudia!
Your aim's gotten better.
Where's Orange?
Rot in hell, you jellyfish.
Now where's Orange?
What did you do to her?
You'll find out.
You're coming home, Oren.
Oren!
Well done, Orin.
Your father would have been proud.
I'm sorry, Eva.
How much do you remember, Lieutenant Torres?
You know, that siren was just the beginning.
There are creatures in the deep you couldn't imagine in your worst
nightmares.
Well, that's reassuring.
Thanks a lot.
I'm not here to make you feel good.
I'm here to prepare you for the worst.
But we should have started your training years ago.
Well, then let's do it.
Let's start now.
I'm ready.
A birthday gift.
Kind of feels like a book.
Not really much of a reader. Just open it.
Henry IV, parts one and two. Hmm.
Didn't really know Shakespeare was in the sequels.
I expect for you to have read them by next week.
I gave up book reports in sixth grade. This is part of your training.
Right. See, when you said training, I thought you meant, you know, wielding
tridents and doing cool stuff in the water. All in due time.
Don't worry, there's plenty of sex and violence in there to keep you
interested.
Could you just hit the highlight and tell me how it ends?
The lesson isn't in the ending, all right?
It's in the journey.
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