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[ Humming ]

What's the trouble, Lee? I don't know.

Kowalski's getting some odd reactions from sonar.

- What kind? - It's sort of like a-- an electrical interference, sir.

It's nothing outside the ship though.

- Notify the duty electrician. - Here it comes again.

[ Staticky Beeping ]

What is it, Lee?

[ Beeping Continues ]

Admiral Nelson?

Who are you?

- You will come with us. - [ High-pitched Humming ]

[ Man ] Voyage to the Bottom of the Sea.

Starring Richard Basehart,

David Hedison.

Voyage to the Bottom of the Sea.

[ High-pitched Humming ]

[ Humming Stops ]

Skipper, those men-- where did they take the admiral?

Did you see them too? I could see them, but I couldn't move.

- What was that all about? - Skipper, they took the admiral right past me,

and I couldn't lift a hand to stop 'em.

I know. I know. We all saw those men take the admiral, and we couldn't do anything about it.

I was paralyzed. I wanted to move, but I couldn't.

We were all affected the same way,

which means they must have some kind of a--

a weapon or power that causes temporary paralysis.

[ Snaps Fingers ] Electrical interference.

That's right. That must have something to do with it.

Come here.

Skipper, what I'd like to know is how did they get aboard?

I don't know, but the important question right now is where's the admiral,

and are those men still here?

Now, Chip, you've got the conn. Hold it steady and on course.

Chief, round up a search party-- as many men as you need.

I want you to comb every inch of this ship. Aye, sir. Come on, Ski.

What is this thing?

What are you going to do? It is a time lock, Admiral.

You are going on a journey in time.

[ High-pitched Humming ]

[ Time Lock Humming ]

[ Humming ]

Can you hear me?

What's wrong with you?

With all of you.

[ Exhales Sharply ]

No. No. Now-- Now, just-- just where am I?

Can anyone hear me?

[ Man On Speaker ] I hear you, Admiral Nelson.

Who is it?

Who spoke?

Who spoke? There's no need to shout.

I can hear you quite plainly.

Well, then, where are you? Let me see you.

Gladly.

Just follow the passageway.

Don't keep me waiting, Admiral.

Enter the passage.

No.

Go back.

Go back.

[ High-pitched Humming ]

[ Screams ]

Oh, man. What hit me?

You hurt bad, kid? No, no, no. I'm okay.

Okay.

They're in there. Blast that door.

Hold it! [ Bullet Casings Rattling ]

Chief, those bullets are bouncing off there like I did.

Yeah. Are they in there?

Yes, sir. No, Skipper.

What's the matter? There's something cockeyed about that door.

You can't touch it, sir. I tried, and it knocked me down.

We fired, and look at it. There's not a mark on it.

It must be a force field of some kind.

Yeah. Those characters got the admiral in there,

and how are we gonna get him out of there?

All right. Post these two men here. Yes, sir.

You two. If anybody but the admiral comes out of this door,

shoot to kill.

Ski, come with me.

So, uh, yours was the voice I heard.

That is correct, Admiral Nelson.

I had you brought here.

And e-exactly where is here?

Only a few miles from where you were originally.

Actually, you've asked the wrong question.

You see, space is hardly the critical dimension in your case.

Instead of "Where am I?" you should have asked...

"When am I?"

Oh. Well.

Well, this is-is the future, is it?

Your future, my present.

Everything in this world is relative.

Well, if you wish to be precise,

in your terms it would be the year, um,

2823. [ Chuckles ]

Uh-- And, uh, who are you?

I am called Alpha.

Alpha? No-- No title, no form of address?

Titles are a relic of the past, regrettably.

Admiral Nelson. Has a ring, doesn't it?

Look. Why have you brought me here?

Alexander the Great. Emperor Napoléon Bonaparte.

General Stonewall Jackson.

Yes. I've always been fond of titles,

especially military ones.

You belong to a most enviable fraternity, Admiral Nelson.

I'm much more interested in the answer to my question.

As to why I brought you here? Oh, yes. Of course.

Um, to add you to my collection.

A force field? You mean they've got the admiral locked in the ship's lab...

and you can't get to the door? That's right.

What kind of enemy are we up against? [ Chuckles ] I wish I knew.

What about rigging an explosive charge?

No good, Chip. Anything powerful enough to go through that force field would tear the hull apart.

- Skipper, I was just thinking. - What is it, Chief?

When I was a kid, we played a lot of sandlot football, and I was generally the quarterback.

This isn't the time for your life story.

Go on, Chief.

Well, sir, when we were up against a real tough line, we had a motto:

If you can't go through 'em, go around 'em.

Kowalski, you and the chief go back to your posts.

Now wait a minute, Chip. Wait a minute. If you can't go through 'em, go around 'em.

You may have hit on something. Do you, uh-- Do you think you can carry it out?

- You bet I can, sir. - All right.

Take what you need from storage, and, uh, get going.

Ski, give me a hand. Right.

Fascinating, isn't it?

- Who is this man? - His name is no longer important,

but he was once an admiral.

I sent my collectors back into the past to seize him,

and here he is being conditioned...

to take his place in my priceless collection.

Conditioned?

Naturally.

It would be dangerous and foolish...

to leave men of military genius in their natural state.

So, I use this device to, uh, drain off their intelligence.

Hmm. I believe the admiral's about ready.

There we are.

Now, Admiral, rise.

What have you done to the man?

[ Chuckles ] Oh, don't worry, Admiral Nelson.

He isn't suffering.

He feels nothing. And he has become an obedient and docile item...

in my collection.

And now, sir,

it's your turn.

[ Laughs ]

[ Laughing ]

All set, sir. Now, you'd better know exactly what you have to do, Chief.

I'm getting around the force field and reaching the admiral. That's the important thing.

It's not the only important thing. What about those men that captured him?

We don't know what kind of weapons they have or how quickly they'll use 'em.

Meaning you want me to shoot first.

Go ahead. Aye, aye, sir.

Good luck, Chief. Thank you.

But you're foolish to struggle, Admiral.

Well, perhaps I am being a bit hasty, but I'm doing it as a favor to you.

- [ Chuckles ] - But it's true.

Usually I keep my prisoners several hours...

while I check every detail of their background.

Then, if I find a point which needs clarifying, I can always ask them about it.

Because, you see, once they've been processed,

it's useless to ask them anything.

And-And just-- just how are you doing me a favor?

By not giving you all those hours to worry.

This way, after a few minutes, the unpleasant process will be over.

Oh. Oh, thank you very much.

But I am a bit disappointed about the uniform.

I'd expected you to arrive in full dress.

Well, we'll just have to make the best of it.

It'll take a few moments to replenish power.

Try to be patient.

[ High-pitched Humming ]

[ Man On Speaker ] Skipper, we just relieved the two guards outside the lab,

and the first thing we heard were several shots from inside.

It's the chief. He got 'em.

Has anyone tried to come out of the lab?

No, sir. We're watching the door. It hasn't budged.

Maybe the chief can't get through the force field.

Maybe. Very well. Stay on your post until you're relieved.

Aye, sir.

Chief. Are you there in the lab?

[ High-pitched Humming ] No. Don't come any closer.

I warn you. Stay back.

I wa-- [ Clicks ]

[ Crane On Speaker ] Chief. Chief. Are you there in the lab?

[ Time Lock Humming ]

Skipper, maybe he's already started back through the ducts.

Chief. If you've already started back,

signal by rapping on the duct walls.

Chip, lay aft to the lab corps to check this out, will ya?

Fasten the straps.

[ Rapid Beeping ]

[ Beeping Stops ]

Chief!

Stop. I command you. After him.

Chief. Admiral.

Look. Cover the door. Shoot anyone that comes in. I mean anyone!

What kind of a place is this? We'll talk about that later.

This is our one chance to get back to Seaview.

But first I have to figure out how this thing works.

[ Door Opens ] Mr. Morton.

What's this about hearing shots from inside?

We heard 'em plain, sir. Have you heard any more since?

Not a sound, sir. Be careful, sir. The force field.

It's on.

Chief?

Sharkey, can you hear me?

Keep a sharp eye on it.

[ Gunshots Continue ]

[ Gunshot, Clicks ]

Admiral. They keep coming on. I can't stop 'em, sir.

I just checked out their story personally.

Both guards are certain they heard shots from inside the lab-- several of them.

What about the force field? Strong as ever. They tested it.

Where do you think you're going?

If something's happened to the chief, sir, I'd better help him.

You won't help anybody if you get yourself killed.

Skipper, we've gotta do something.

We don't even know what we're up against yet.

Now secure the guard detail at the lab.

Aye, aye, sir.

Chip, how far are we out of Santa Barbara?

We can reach it in about an hour at flank. Mmm.

We've got, uh, equipment at the institute that should be able to...

neutralize the force field, no matter how strong it is.

Well, we ought to get back there as fast as we can. Right.

Set a course for Santa Barbara. Aye, aye.

[ Humming ]

You will send no more specimens unless I request them.

With your permission, we can sever the time bridge and return to base.

No. The time bridge will remain.

There are weapons of war aboard that submarine which will prove useful to us later.

We can expect more trouble from the submarine crew.

Then keep them occupied until I contact you with further orders.

[ Kowalski On Speaker ] Skipper, emergency in lab corridor.

Yes, Kowalski. What is it? The two guards, sir. They've been knocked out.

Chip. Get two corpsmen down there right away.

Kowalski, what about the lab? [ Indistinct ]

Closed, sir. And that force field, or whatever it is, still works.

Very well. Check all the corridors in that section,

and if anything else unusual turns up, let me know about it-- on the double.

Aye, aye, sir.

Corpsmen are on their way. Good.

All right. Stay right where you are.

Come on. Put your hands over your heads. [ Gun Cocks ]

Take another step, and I'll let you have it.

[ Clicks ]

[ Clicking ]

Skipper! The controls are jammed!

We're too close to the bottom. Get our nose up.

Captain, we're getting no response!

All stop. [ Man On Speaker ] All stop, aye.

All back full. All back full. Aye.

We've got too much forward speed. We'll coast a thousand yards.

Underwater peak ahead, range 500.

Rig for collision. Rig for collision.

[ Alarm Blaring ]

We're gonna hit!

[ Alarm Blaring ]

[ Groans ]

[ Breathing Heavily ]

[ Buzzes ]

- Skipper, it's free. - Full right rudder.

[ Scraping ]

That was too close.

Have a work party check out those controls.

- I want to know why they froze. - Aye, aye.

Fascinating.

A genuine old late 20th century handgun.

I imagine under the right circumstances it could be quite deadly.

Oh, I'd be happy to demonstrate it for you.

Yes. I imagine you would.

You realize, Admiral, that by your behavior,

you have forfeited the right to any consideration by me. Meaning what?

Meaning you'll be processed as soon as I give the word.

That will make for plenty of anxiety together with the uncertainty...

as to just what moment will prove to be your last.

Uh-huh.

How do I know that you have the authority to do this? I'd like to see your superior.

Superior? My dear admiral,

no one is my superior.

Oh. You mean that, uh, you're the chief of state?

You really have the most amusing notions.

I'm going to miss you when you're finally processed.

But to answer your question,

I'm not an official of any sort.

I'm a private citizen and answerable to no one...

as long as I obey the law.

And murder is legal now?

There will be no murders.

My friends here are quite alive,

as you will be.

Wait a minute. Wait a minute! What kind of a madhouse is this?

Who's this guy anyway? Well, Admiral, it's-- Easy, easy. Sit down. Sit down.

No, I-I don't believe you, Alpha.

I don't believe you have a legal right to do this to anyone.

Ah, but you're wrong. I do.

I am acting by authority of the Hobby Act.

The Hobby Act?

With a five-hour work week, no one has anything to do.

Hobbies are considered the most crucial activity for all citizens.

The Hobby Act was designed to protect our interests.

And this is my chosen field.

I collect toy soldiers.

Engineering just finished their check. And?

No sign of malfunction throughout the systems.

But these controls froze.

They say there's no real explanation, unless deliberate sabotage.

That means they've left the lab. That's what I thought, so I checked on my way up.

The door's still closed, and the force field is still in operation.

Well, that doesn't necessarily prove anything.

They could be wandering loose all over the ship. There's no telling what they might do next.

- What are your orders? - Well,

just in case they do try anything else, I want us to have a fighting chance.

Take us upstairs. Aye, aye.

Blow main ballast. Prepare to get under way.

I have a report from sick bay on the two guards who were knocked out.

How are they? No serious injuries.

Good. Good. Have you posted relief guards at the lab? That's the first thing I did.

Skipper, those two weird characters are walking around the ship.

What? I saw them, sir. They were just going into the circuitry room.

Circuitry room? Chip, get an armed detail, all the men you can spare.

Aye, aye.

Skipper, just one thing. That armed detail isn't going to help.

- What do you mean? - I pumped a bunch of rounds in them...

at close range, and they didn't even feel it.

They turned to me and knocked me cold. You were that close to them?

Oh, yes, sir. But I never want to get that close again.

I don't know what those guys are, but they sure aren't human.

Better warn any armed detail you send after them. Thanks, Kowalski. I will.

Blow all tanks. Emergency. Blow all tanks.

We're getting no response from the tank valves. We can't blow ballast.

What's our keel to bottom depth? Under 100 feet.

Brace for crash. Brace for crash.

Are you all right, Lee?

I'm okay.

[ Man On Speaker ] Damage Control to captain.

This is the captain. What's our situation?

Sir, we retained full watertight integrity, but our air revitalization system's out.

Put every man you've got on the repair job at once. Aye, aye, sir.

Air revitalization. We can't survive without it.

No, not for very long. [ Alarm Bell Ringing ]

That's all we need-- a fire.

[ Man On Speaker ] Electrical fire is in circuitry room. Fire detail responding.

If you ask me, I think this character's a little ding-a-ling. Know what I mean?

You really don't believe this gag about being the future, do you?

- Why? Don't you? - No, I don't. And I'll tell you why.

Admiral.

Admiral, what are you doing?

Just trying to see if this alloy will burn. It will.

Well, what I mean is, what proof have we got? Hmm?

All I've seen is this cell, a couple rooms. They don't even have any windows.

And as for those zombies he's got with him--

Mmm. I'm interested in the fact that there are no windows too,

but I do believe we're in the future.

I saw enough of that machine that brought us here to convince me of that.

Well, how does that tie up with, uh, no windows?

I'm not sure. But one thing I am sure of--

human nature doesn't change very much from century to century.

Now, I can't imagine a future civilization that would condone a man...

raiding the past for victims...

and changing them into mindless vegetables for his own amusement.

I know.

Is he really gonna pull that on us?

Well, he is unless we stop him. Well, how?

I've gotta call the attention of the outside world to this place.

It's a little difficult without windows, but maybe, uh--

maybe a fire might do it, hmm?

Fire. Sure. A fire.

All right. Get those blankets over there. Aye, aye, sir.

Well done.

A very serviceable diversion.

Now, go to Admiral Nelson's cabin and secure his finest full-dress uniform.

Bring it here.

I wish him to be attired befitting his rank.

There. That should give our friend something to think about.

It could spread to the walls, sir. That's what I'm counting on.

We could be burned alive. No. There's bound to be some kind of automatic alarm system.

It's-- It's getting hot, sir. Yeah, it's getting hot.

[ Alarm Blaring ]

Ah. It generates its own-- its own built-in fire department.

[ Alarm Continues ]

The time device is just ahead. Come on. Yep.

Wait a minute. You mean we're gonna get inside that thing?

Yes. Quickly! You know how to work it?

I don't believe we have to do anything. It's some kind of a time bridge.

You step inside the tube, and suddenly you reappear...

in the other one back aboard Seaview. I hope you're right, sir.

All right. Come on. Get in. Aye, sir.

[ Gunshot ] [ Groans ]

[ Chuckles ]

These old relics really are effective, aren't they? [ Chuckles ]

I really didn't want an enlisted man in my collection in the first place.

[ Chuckles ]

[ Gunshot ]

[ Groaning ]

Take him to the laboratory at once.

Now hear this, all hands. This is the captain speaking.

We're lying dead on the bottom,

but our hull's intact, and the fire's under control.

That means that, given time for repairs, we can raise the ship.

However, the air revitalization system is knocked out,

and until it's repaired, we're dangerously short of air.

There will be no talking...

and no unnecessary movement,

no activity of any kind that will increase the use of oxygen.

Needless to say, the, uh, smoking lab is out.

That's all.

Chip, take over.

Aye, aye.

[ Door Closes ]

Kowalski. Get a welding unit up to the admiral's cabin.

I want his door welded fast. You got it? Yes, sir.

What is it, Lee? Those two men. If we work fast enough, we've got 'em trapped.

Come on. Come on. Hurry.

[ Welder Crackling ]

Come on! Come on!

I think we've got it, Skipper. Ah, good.

Now report to Mr. Morton. Aye, aye, sir.

[ Groans Softly ]

[ Breathing Heavily ]

Admiral?

Chief?

[ Humming ]

[ Groans ]

[ Humming ]

Blood.

"Send help.

Chief."

Control Room, this is the captain.

Control Room.

- Lee, where are you? - In the lab.

Any sign of Chief Sharkey and the admiral? They're not here.

Chip. What's the most powerful portable weapon we have aboard?

Portable?

Uh, let's see. The-- The Mark 8.

The grenade launcher. Of course.

All right. Send me one immediately.

Send it through the vent. That force field's still working.

Wait a minute. Lee, you can't use the Mark 8 inside the sub.

Who says I'm going to use it here?

Now get it to me on the double. Aye, aye.

Well, it was clever of you to discover that light...

is the only weapon which affects my collection.

Well, your own eyes don't seem very good to me.

You're right. I've kept them out of the light for so long.

Occupational disability.

However, my collection is worth any sacrifice.

Don't you agree, Admiral?

Do you really expect me to?

[ Chuckles ] No.

But no matter.

In a very few moments you will no longer trouble yourself with such things.

Your own weakened eyes will only produce an unemotional reflex action.

Nothing more.

In one sense I rather envy you.

I don't envy you at all.

This hobby business of yours-- that's, um-- that's all a cover, isn't it?

What are you talking about?

Your collection of soldiers, all officers,

men with a wide knowledge of war and military strategy.

Now, in a civilization which has eliminated war,

military knowledge from the past would give you quite an advantage, wouldn't it?

[ Chuckles ] How soon, uh--

How soon are your ready to start your war, Alpha?

So, you've guessed. Ah. Then it is true.

That was clever of you.

You have a brilliant mind, Admiral.

I shouldn't wonder that, uh, you prove to be the most valuable part of my collection.

How many rounds, Kowalski?

There's 10 rounds in the magazine, sir.

That's enough to blow up an army. Good.

What's the situation in the upper corridor?

Uh, it's quiet. I guess those characters decided to give up.

Ah. Very well. Get back to your post. Aye, aye, sir.

Thanks.

Skipper, look out. Those characters are in the vent.

They're heading for the lab, Skipper. Do you hear me?

They're heading for the lab, Skipper.

[ Humming ]

I hate good-byes, don't you, Admiral?

But of course, from my point of view, you're going nowhere.

But from yours, who knows?

[ Rapid Beeping ]

[ Humming ]

Get him!

Can you hear me? Chief. [ Grunts ]

Hmm? Oh. Skipper.

You're hurt pretty bad. Oh!

Here. Let me put a compress on this.

That's it. The light.

The light. Have you seen the admiral?

Light! No, look. Take it easy. Just take it easy.

Light! Save your energy.

Skipper. Admiral. There.

[ Grunts ]

How much longer? Almost finished.

That rocket launcher was a great idea.

There's enough explosives here to blow up the whole complex.

Leave enough time for us to get away. [ Chuckles ] Don't worry.

All right. There. She's finished.

Come on. Get inside. Come on, Chief.

Hurry. Okay. That's it.

[ Humming ]

[ Humming ]

[ Crane ] Androids.

Both of them. Mmm.

That means that Alpha was the only human in the whole operation.

If you can call a man like that human. Ah.

Let's get chief to sick bay.