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Longer than a whale, he can swim anywhere

He can breathe underwater and go flying through the air

In a jello somewhere

Grits on the deep

Will be heard in any day

For favor of Atlantis is the Grits of the Team

The undersea kingdom of Atlantis would not seem so idyllic

if its inhabitants knew of the mysterious ship

hovering many fathoms above.

Gentlemen, despite your singularly dedicated bunglings,

I, Captain Townsend, have finally attained my goal.

A legendary city of Atlantis.

Ah, that storybook stuff.

There's no such place.

Must I constantly prove how wrong you are, Lieutenant?

See for yourself.

Well, I'll be.

All my data complex indicates

that beneath those glittering streets

lies yet another treasure, gold condinium.

Gold con what?

For your edification, my young dolt,

gold condinium is a metallic fluid

possessing 10,000 times the penetrating power

of a laser beam.

If I'm hearing right, that gold con,

whatever it is, could blow up the whole world.

Quiet, mister.

Well, that sounds great, Cap.

I mean, Captain, but what makes you think

those blue-skinned Atlanteans will lay down and play dead?

To ensure their cooperation,

I have concocted this liquid, harmless to humans,

but not to creatures of the sea.

It will subdue them until we get what we want.

Now, let's begin.

Operation Atlantis.

Release the missiles.

Fire one.

As the treacherous liquid infiltrates the waters,

another enemy circles whirly.

It's intended prey, the mighty Prince Namor of Atlantis.

Come then, ruthless one.

Let us match skills.

Only by challenging the fearsome hunter of the sea

can I test my reflexes.

What is this?

The killer reacts strangely.

It slows perceptibly.

A turtle could avoid its rush.

The once-live tiger of the sea is now a tadpole.

The waters, something alien and deadly permeates them.

I have a foreboding that Atlantis

and all my realm is in dire peril.

When did you first note this change, Lord Vashti?

But a short time ago, Sire,

a strange torpor seemed to affect the people,

a slowing down.

As with the killer whale.

What can it mean, my Prince?

I know not, Lady Dormer,

but I shall summon all the scientific minds in my kingdom.

Surely they will find the answer.

Later, in the royal lab.

Are you trying to tell me there is no antidote

for this alien element?

Sire, we are dealing with a drug

never before encountered beneath the sea.

Then you must find a cure for this frightening melody.

Half of Atlantis is in a coma

and the inertia is spreading rapidly.

We have done all we can.

There is but one hope left, Dr. Debrek.

True, but when he went into self-exile years ago,

I gave my royal promise that none would interrupt his work

and a Prince of the Blood does not go back on his word.

But if the life of Atlantis is at stake.

You're right, only I can speak to him.

Take this specimen to him and may Neptune go with you.

His decision made, the mighty Submariner bids goodbye

to Lady Dormer.

My Prince, a premonition fills my heart

that grave danger awaits you.

It matters not, my Lady.

I can delay no longer.

Every moment commits the insidious fluid

to gain further foothold.

No one has the courage of my Prince.

They that wait must also have courage.

Farewell, my love.

The fate of Atlantis now rests with Dr. Debrek.

And as the mighty Submariner speeds

toward the distant laboratory of Dr. Debrek,

the eyes of Captain Townsend observe the stricken domain

beneath the sea.

Look, one by one they fall into a deep sleep.

Let's go.

Patience, my young idiot,

seems to be a virtue given only to the wise.

However, within minutes all Atlantis

will be in a state of unconsciousness.

Then we strike.

And as the unscrupulous Captain Townsend predicted,

within minutes every citizen of Atlantis

has fallen victim to the powerful drug,

even those within the palace royal.

Unaware of their fate, the brave Prince speeds on.

There is but one shortcut to the laboratory of Dr. Debrek.

Through the dread catacombs

were indwelled the deadly radar bats.

Although it is almost the hour for their awakening,

I must chance it.

Silently, cautiously, Namor glides through the catacombs

for even the slightest ripple

could awaken the awesome creatures.

But as he nears the end.

Drop the depth finder and prepare to descend.

Bertling downward, the missile churns the quiet waters

into a turbulence which reaches even the fearsome catacombs.

Some underwater disturbance has awakened them.

They are attacking.

I must escape their fatal beings.

They block my way.

I am trapped.

How can even the gallant Submariner

fight against such odds?

Trapped as I am against this wall.

I cannot tell you their beams for long.

If I could force them to concentrate

all their beams in one spot,

it might bring their accursed catacombs down around them.

As the mighty prince lies a victim of his own strategy,

Townsend and his men descend upon the helpless city.

Gentlemen, victory is ours.

Man, I dig these diggens.

Atlanteans live pretty high for these deaths, eh, Captain?

Kindly remember, we are here for one purpose only,

gold condinium.

Now let us speed the preparations for the bombing sites.

Moments later, the unwelcome visitors

invade the palace royal.

Treasure, treasure everywhere.

And not a policeman in sight.

During our brief sojourn here,

this palace shall be our headquarters.

See that it's cleared of any former tenants.

Well, no, Cap.

I mean, Captain.

And now, to complete our plan of operation.

While Atlantis is being readied for the bombings,

many leagues away.

Dr. Debrick, I must reach Dr. Debrick.

I pray, Neptune, I'm not too late to save Atlantis.

In an isolated grotto not far from the catacombs,

Dr. Debrick, the great scientist,

concentrates upon a project.

Dr. Debrick?

Prince Nemo, you gave your word.

I must violate my solemn promise

that Atlantis may survive.

I know only the gravest situation would bring you to me.

What is it, my son?

My people have been stricken with a fatal malady,

and only you can save them.

I will do all in my power, but I must know more.

Here, this will give a clue.

Surely you can find an antidote.

We shall see, my son.

We shall see.

Meantime, within the palace royal.

This is the last room.

Let's step it up a well, Mr. fireworks.

This must be the council room.

With an important hostage in the event of trouble.

Let's take her to the cat.

Dormer, Lady Dormer, the fiends are these.

Unaware of Dormer's plight,

Nemo anxiously awaits the verdict of Dr. Debrick.

It is a drug known only to surface people.

And sadly, I have no formula

to counteract its sinister action.

But then you must create the vital antidote.

I will try to justify your faith,

but I can promise nothing.

Meanwhile, if you could but find the source

and halt further infiltration.

Never fear.

I will seek out the evil perpetrators of this crime.

And when I do, they shall know the wrath

of the mighty Submariner.

As Nemo streaks surface word,

the ominous ship of Captain Townsend

awaits its anticipated treasure.

Too bad we have to stay up here.

I'd rather be down there where the action is.

Ah, somebody's got to watch the store.

You know how dishonest some people can be.

Our share of the loot will be.

Hey, what's that?

Stand fast.

What business have you here?

Speak the truth, or you shall know a watery grave.

Okay, okay.

We're guarding Captain Townsend's ship.

That's all.

Where is this Townsend below in Atlantis

to get the gold condinium?

I must stop them.

Ah, gentlemen, I see you still nurture

your collector's instincts.

No, she's a hostage for our protection.

Dormer.

My lady, my love.

Who, may I ask, are you?

I am Prince Nemo the First of Atlantis,

and I command you to release the Lady Dormer

and leave my realm.

We propose to do so after we have the gold condinium.

Dare to defy me?

I hate to spoil your heroics,

but you seem to have forgotten the girl.

You must not harm her.

She will die in any case, and so shall you.

Lieutenant, will you conduct Prince Nemo's

execution elsewhere?

You know how the sight of blood disturbs me.

And moments later, the mighty Submariner

faces his executioners.

Is this to be the fate of so gallant a prince?

When I count three, blast away, boys.

I hear a gun shall never vanquish a prince of the blood.

One, your puny surface weapons are no match

for the monarch of Atlantis.

Two.

He's ripping up the post.

Stop him!

It sounds as if the lieutenant has written

me me to the career of Nemo.

Captain, that prince fella, he got away.

Bumbling fools, there were six of you against one.

He's a one man tornado.

How was I ever fortunate enough to have you on my side?

Should we go after him?

There is no time.

We must relieve Atlantis of its gold condinium

before the change of tides.

Stand by for my command.

Time is running out for Atlantis.

My only hope is to thwart their plans.

Those wires, they are my one chance.

Lieutenant, give the order to blast.

Captain, look, he's breaking the wires.

Quickly push the detonator.

We'll get two birds with one blast.

He's broken the connections.

And just stand there, shoot him.

Idiots, those wires must be repaired immediately,

or it's your lives.

In a small palace chamber, the doomed dormer

sinks ever deeper into a coma.

Thank Neptune she is still here.

Who goes there?

I'd have sworn I heard a noise.

Couldn't have been her.

She can't talk or--

I must get it away from here.

What's this?

Chains?

Again, they underestimate the Submariner.

Oh, if you must die, my love,

it shall be in a hallowed place

worthy of your love and beauty.

Alluding the eyes of the invaders,

Namor carries Dormer to the temple of Neptune.

If Dr. Debrik finds not the antidote in time,

I shall wreak my vengeance upon those masters of it for me.

Alone I may be, but still am I, master of the Seven Seas.

It's all thanks, Captain.

And not a moment too soon.

Prepare to fire.

Captain, there he is again.

Ah, our hero has returned.

In the grand fashion, hitherto restricted to melodrama.

I demand your surrender.

Your sense of humor is delightful.

However, at the risk of seeming a spoiled sport,

I must point out that I hold the whip hand,

one move from you and the blue-skinned lady perishes.

Your threats are to no avail,

for the Lady Dormer has been safely removed

from your clutches.

Could be bluffing, but in any case,

you cannot hold us off alone.

I am not alone.

As master of the Seven Seas,

I have forces beyond your imagination.

I don't see any forces.

Me neither.

Lieutenant, give the order to blow up Atlantis.

Yes, sir-ay, Captain.

Any sins of the deep,

I order you to attack the invaders of our realm.

Hey, what's going on?

I'm getting out of here.

It's necessary to rid this army of its general.

Yikes, get away from me!

Help!

Perhaps I have underestimated my adversary.

Have to remove sharp tooth one.

We've had enough, Namor.

Call off your befint friends.

I shall accept only unconditional surrender.

One surrenders as graciously as one can

under the circumstances.

My one consolation is that your kingdom is asleep.

I hid the formula, my prince.

Formula?

The antidote for the drug.

Explode it quickly.

Observe, it will work instantly.

With the kingdom restored,

peace returns again to Atlantis.

Tell me, sir, why did you let Townsend return unpunished?

Fret not, Lord Vashti.

He will receive his just use,

but only the surface people may punish their own.

Again, you have proven yourself

the worthiest monarch of all.

Imperious Rex.

Longer than a whale, he can swim anywhere.

He can breathe underwater and go flying through the air.

He can show all the terror.

Prince of the deep, will be heard in any demon.

The neighbor of Atlantis is the prince of the deep.