All language subtitles for Voyage to the Bottom of the Sea - S01E14 - The Ghost of Moby Dick.eng

Move in. Move in. He'll get away.

- Aren't we too close as it is?
- No, no.

We've got to get the harpoon in
his back the moment he surfaces.

There. He's coming to the surface.

Yes, and moving away.

Jimmy! Full throttle.

Come on, Son! Move!

It's getting away.

Open it up. Pour it on!

Dad, we can't. It's too
dangerous. We're too close.

Never mind! I'll handle it myself.

[Engine Rewing]

Look at it!

At least twice the size of any
other whale that's ever been found.

Jimmy.

Hold her steady!

Steady!

- Are you recording?
- Yes.

Audio.

[Heart Beating]

- [Heartbeat Continues]
- Listen.

The heartbeat of the biggest
living thing on this planet.

[Man] Voyage to the Bottom of the Sea.

Starring Richard Basehart...

David Hedison.

Voyage to the Bottom of the Sea.

Whales?

Whales... the Seaview's next mission.

Top-priority authorization just
came through from Washington.

There must be a hundred
regular whaling ships...

better equipped for this than the Seaview.

Why waste our time?

Apparently Washington doesn't
think it's a waste of time.

[Man On Intercom] Admiral.

- Nelson here.
- Dr. Bryce is coming aboard.

Good. Send him below.

"The Bryce Institute of
Advanced Marine Research."

Very impressive.

Walter Bryce is talent,
authentic scientific talent.

He's a former student
of mine... brilliant.

He's now one of the world's
foremost authorities on marine life.

- Oh, Harry.
- Ellen.

Ah!

- Admiral.
- [Murmurs]

Ellen, I, uh... I keep forgetting
that now you're Dr. Bryce too.

Now? Why, it's been 10 years.

- Ten years?
- Mm-hmm.

- Can it possibly be as long as that?
- Yes.

Oh. Um, Ellen Bryce, Captain Crane.

- How do you do?
- How do you do?

The prettiest marine biology student
that ever disrupted my classes.

They should never allow sailors
to spend their sabbatical...

teaching in cooeducational universities.

- We're, uh, much too susceptible.
- [Chuckles]

Harry, I must speak to you. Walter
will be here in just a minute...

and there are some
things I have to tell you.

- Excuse me, Admiral. Nice meeting you.
- I'm glad to have met you.

- Dr. Bryce?
- Yes.

- I'm Commander Crane.
- Captain.

Walter. I had no idea.

- Your-Your letter said
nothing about... - [Exhales]

And, Ellen, your son... It was terrible.

When I heard about it, I wanted...

Please, Admiral. We know you mean well...

but we've had a steady, nauseating diet
of sympathy for the past six months.

But I interrupted you, didn't I?

Please, go on with what you were saying.

You were telling the admiral
something, weren't you, dear?

Well... Well, Walter knows
how I feel about this trip.

I wish it could be
postponed for a few months.

- He's just out of the hospital...
- And has a clean bill of health.

I'm almost a good insurance risk.

Now to the business at hand.

Somewhere here in the South Atlantic...

I happened on one of the great
scientific finds of all times...

a huge... a gigantic whale...

many times larger than
any ever sighted before.

- Moby Dick?
- Moby Dick was fiction, Captain.

This whale was... very real.

The largest I've ever heard
of was a sperm whale...

caught off the Bering Straits...
about, uh, 80 feet long.

- Oh, this whale is more than twice that size.
- That's incredible.

That would make it bigger than the
largest dinosaur that ever lived.

It is probably the largest of its species
ever to draw breath on this planet...

a vast storehouse of knowledge
that must be unlocked.

Uh, Dr. Bryce, do you have, uh,
pictures of this giant whale?

- Or a ship's log detailing all this.
- [Sighs]

How about an eyewitness or
two? Present company excluded.

I think Admiral Nelson will verify that
we are scientists of some standing...

and not weekend fishermen bragging
about the big one that got away.

You'll have to forgive
Captain Crane, Walter.

Submarine commanders are
a skeptical lot by nature.

Maybe so, but all this just doesn't
seem like work for the Seaview.

Yours is the most powerful ship afloat.

We'll need every bit of power it has.

And it also doesn't sound like a
cruise a woman should be taking.

I'm not going along on this
trip to darn socks and to cook.

I've been assisting Walter in his research
and experiments for many years now.

I assure you I'm very much an
integral part of the mission.

Which is what?

To get an electrocardiograph
of the largest...

most powerful heart
beating on this planet...

with this... the core
of the sending device...

which we planted in that whale.

[Heart Beating]

[Heartbeat Continues]

What were you, uh, gonna tell the
good admiral when I walked in on you?

Nothing to hurt you, Walter. Believe me.

Oh, Walter, why did you have to do this...

endangering all these lives?

They don't have any real idea
of what they're getting into.

It doesn't matter. Nothing
really matters anymore.

- Nothing except that whale.
- You're talking nonsense!

Am I? You can't deceive me.

We've been too close.

And you can't expect me to stand
by and watch you destroy yourself.

Ellen, I am warning you. Stay out
of things that you do not understand!

But I do understand.

Walter, I know what you're really after.

And I'm going to find a way to stop you.

- Stop me?
- Yes.

I don't know how, but...

I'm going to stop you before
you destroy everything.

That looks like an ordinary
electrocardiograph machine.

Yes, it is. We just made
it bigger and stronger...

to record the extra electricity
the whale's heart generates.

- Electricity?
- Electricity, driving impulse... it's all the same.

A mammalian heart
expanding and contracting...

in a steady, unfaltering beat...

all of which we will record right here.

A heart that would
nearly fill this room...

a heart that must weigh
all of two or three tons.

And a heart that will still
be beating just as strongly...

six months or a year from now.

Never tell a scientist to put off
an experiment even for a day...

let alone six months or a year.

You've been married to Walter
long enough to know that.

Yes, you would think so, wouldn't you?
But you're still a bachelor, Admiral.

When you've been married as long
as we have, you'll learn that...

[Scoffs] Well, you never really
do learn about women, do you?

See anything?

Not even a medium-sized tuna...

let alone the granddaddy of all whales.

This is the captain. Come to
a new heading of 281 degrees.

All ahead one third.

I've just ordered a new
course at 2-8-1 degrees.

Now, uh, here's our location.

We're in whaling waters now.

We'll be where your cruiser was wrecked...

at approximately... 1500.

Captain. Contact bearing
1-7-1. Range: 6,000 yards.

Mr. Morton. Do you see
anything at bearing 1-7-1?

[On Speaker] Aye, sir. There she is.

[Exhales] It's not half
the whale we're after.

Did you get a look at it, Lee?

- It's one of the biggest whales I ever saw.
- Ours is twice that size.

These immense creatures... their
hearts pounding strongly enough...

to power hundreds of tons, and
we're all courting heart attacks...

when we get 15 or 20 pounds overweight.

I found a giant of the species.

Think of all that heart could tell us.

Think of all that knowledge
out there waiting for us.

What do you mean waiting for us?

The last time, just before its attack...

I was able to attach an electrode to it...

an electrode specially built
for rugged underwater use.

It's probably sending
out signals right now.

Sending out an E.K.G. on the
biggest heartbeat in the world.

Yes. And when I record that
E.K.G. and evaluate it...

along with my other research...

There's no imagining the advances...

human heart research could
make with this information.

Exactly.

[Morton On Speaker] There's a whaler
coming up 3,000 yards off our port beam.

She's after that big one we just saw.

All right, Chip. Keep an eye on it.

[Man Shouting In Spanish]

That one might not be it, but
there's a whaling fleet out there.

Your whale could be cut up in the
hold of their factory ship right now.

No, it's not. It can't be.

Sparks. Raise the captain of that
whaler. I want to talk to him.

[Spanish]

Preparen, apunten, �fuego.!

�Cuidado.!

Thank you, Captain. Good hunting.

Your whale's still out there.

The captain says he spotted
it a month or so ago...

300 or 400 hundred miles due southwest.

He tried to get his crew to go after it,
but they weren't having any part of it.

He said he couldn't blame them. He's
been whaling for more than 30 years...

and he never saw anything
half its size before.

Now, here's where you saw it last.

Yes, a little over six months ago.

Here's approximately the position
where the whaling fleet spotted it.

- [Walter] About 30 days ago.
- Whales are the same as all other mammals.

They... They're creatures of habit.

They move in predictable patterns,
the same as some of us do.

Yes. Currents, past
migrations, natural habitats...

they all have a bearing
on the whale's pattern.

- They almost make it easy for you.
- Well, not exactly easy.

Well, we'll find it here,
somewhere in this approximate area.

Mm-hmm. Lee, set a course.

This is the captain.
Come to course 0-9-7.

I thought these, uh, nuclear submarines...

made better speed underwater.

I didn't think we were in a race.

You know, Lee, more speed
wouldn't be a bad idea at that.

This is the captain. Rig
for underwater running.

I repeat. Rig for underwater running.

- All right, Chip, dive the boat.
- Dive.

Make her depth 100 feet
and keep her steady.

Mr. Morton, all ahead two
thirds when you reach 100.

- Make that all ahead full.
- All ahead full.

Walter?

Look, it's not too late.

- Let's tell them to turn back.
- Turn back?

- To what? The whole world is out there.
- Not for us.

What's happened has happened,
and we can't change any of it.

The important thing now is to
go on living, just the two of us.

I know what's driving you.

I've tried to fight it.
I-I... I just don't know how.

But I do know I don't
want to lose you too.

Oh, Walter, please,
forget about the whale.

- Forget about it?
- Yes.

Hunting it down isn't
going to help anything.

He killed my son. You want
me to forget about that?

Your son. My son.

You're asking me to forget
that he killed Jimmy?

- It's just a dumb creature.
- He killed him! He's gonna pay for it!

Why don't you put it in words?

- You want the whale to pay for something you did!
- No!

- Yes. Yes. Admit it. Say it out loud.
- No.

Listen to yourself. Say it! It
was you who kept driving us closer.

It was you who wanted to get closer to it!

- It was you who killed Jimmy!
- No!

[Groans, Crying]

[Whimpering]

And...

And all the revenge in the world...

isn't going to change anything.

[Crying Continues]

[Nelson On Speaker] Dr.
Bryce. We're in its backyard...

within 20 miles of the
last sighting of it.

[Sniffles]

[Whimpers]

We'll make contact on this
heading. I'm sure of it.

Steady as you go, Mr. Morton.

- Soon. Very soon now.
- [Man] I'm picking something up.

- [Pinging]
- Range: 2,000 yards. Bearing: 350.

- Take your heading from sonar,
Mr. Morton. - Come to course 3-5-0.

- What's it sound like?
- I don't know.

It's like nothing I've ever
heard before... and a lot bigger.

[Rapid Beeping]

We're closing the distance very fast. It
should show up ahead of us any minute now.

Are you sure that electrode
could still be transmitting?

- Yes.
- Let's find out if it's your whale.

Sparks, pipe sonar through the system.

[Loud Heartbeat On Speaker]

- [Heartbeat Continues]
- Let's get to the observation towers.

Slow to one third. At
range 1,000, full stop.

[Loud Collision]

- [Heartbeat Continues]
- I take it all back.

There's nothing bigger than that.

We'll have to stay with him until
his E.K.G. is fully recorded.

We'll have to get some of that
tranquilizer into it first.

Stand by, Chip. I'll be right there.

- [Heartbeat Continues]
- Ready at all stations.

Here we go, baby.

Open up, boys.

[Beeping]

[Heartbeat Continues]

Captain, it's changed course.

Coming ahead fast on a collision course.

- Right full rudder.
- Hard right rudder.

It's changed direction too.

Range: 1,500 yards. And
heading straight for us.

- Take evasive action.
- Left full rudder. All ahead full.

Still on a collision course.

1,000 yards and closing fast.

Prepare to fire.

Still dead ahead. Range: 500 yards.

Hold her ahead and steady.

300 yards and closing fast.

Pick it up on visual.

[Sonarman] 250 yards.

200 yards.

150 yards.

100 yards.

Fire.

Collision. Collision
amidships. Starboard side.

[Grunts]

[Collision]

Damage Control, report. Report.

[Man On Speaker] Emergency
power system now functioning.

Leaking badly in the forward torpedo room.

Also in Storage Hatches 3, 8, 12.

Anotherjolt like that
one, and we've had it.

- You heard the man. Let's get out of here.
- Right full rudder.

It's staying with us!
It's gonna hit again!

[Collision]

[Man On Speaker] Secure
all watertight hatches.

- We've lost trim.! We're sinking.!
- [Crane] Damage Control, report.!

[Air Hissing In Chamber]

- Curley, how does it look out there?
- Not so good, Captain.

The emergency repair crew
did as much as they could.

I hope it holds together for a
quick trip to the nearest shipyard.

All right. Thanks, Curley. Chip,
what's the latest from Damage Control?

They plugged the forward leaks. We can
work up enough power to get to half speed.

The internal rib structure is as solid as a
bowl of jelly. They're still working on it.

We do any fast maneuvering, this old
sub is gonna be the Sea and the View...

with both ends going
in opposite directions.

- That bad, huh?
- Worse.

Well, how does it feel getting
pushed around by a fish?

Fish? That's like saying Babe Ruth
was just another baseball player.

- Where's the admiral?
- I haven't seen him for a while. He might be in his cabin.

Tell Navigation to start plotting
a course for the nearest landfall.

Aye, aye, sir. Navigation.

If you're looking for the admiral, I
suggest you try the observation room.

- Thanks.
- Oh, Captain.

How are the repairs coming?

As well as can be expected. With luck,
we should be able to make it back to port.

- To port?
- To port.

But you can't.

This undersea mountain
range we've fallen into...

it's the whale's natural habitat.

He's probably within a
thousand yards of us right now.

Dr. Bryce, this vessel's presently in no
condition for any kind of simple maneuver...

let alone doing battle again
with that monster whale of yours.

We're heading for the nearest
port for repairs immediately.

As captain of this ship, it is my
decision to make... and mine alone.

I'd advise both you and Mrs.
Bryce to remain in your cabin...

until we're again safely under way.

- Mrs. Bryce isn't in her cabin.
- Where is she?

I thought I told you...
in the observation room.

This whole voyage is cloaked
in this aura of respectability.

[Scoffs] For science.

- That's just what it's for.
- The Seaview is just an instrument.

And we're just pawns.
This trip is a vendetta...

a revenge against some
dumb, unknowing beast.

Nonsense. We're on the brink of a
fantastic scientific achievement.

No. You don't understand.
All he wants is revenge.

He doesn't care about heart research.

He doesn't care about anything, as long
as he gets his revenge against that whale.

Even if that were true, the facts
of the matter still remain...

we're right in the backyard of the biggest
thing that ever lived on land or in the water.

- Please, you must...
- [Intercom Buzzes]

- Nelson.
- [Man] They're still working on it, sir.

- Just stay with it.
- Harry, please, listen to me.

If you don't stop him, Walter
will destroy everything.

Himself, you, me, the
Seaview... everything.

We still have rocket harpoons and more
than enough nerve serum to paralyze it.

We're going to take a reading on
that whale just as we set out to do.

I'm afraid not.

Admiral, I have to talk to you alone.

- Would you excuse us, please?
- Yes.

Seaview's in no condition to continue. I've
ordered the crew to make ready to return to port.

Why didn't you consult me?

Because I'm responsible for the
safety of everyone aboard this ship.

Are you saying that I'm irresponsible?

No, but Bryce is.

[Exhales] He's not thinking about science.

- He's thinking about himself.
- That's not true.

Admiral, we started out to do
one thing and one thing only...

to help Bryce get a profile of
that whale on an electrocardiograph.

In the process, we got badly damaged...

and we're just about ready to leak
through every seam on this ship.

Now until we're repaired, we can't
risk the life of everyone aboard.

We're so close. We're right near the
biggest thing that ever lived on this planet.

But don't lose sight of our mission.

We're not whalers.
Bryce came here to kill.

No. He wants that research
information for science.

- That's not true.
- It is!

Maybe when we started out, but not now.

You're becoming just like him.

You want that whale
almost as badly as he does.

- Have you read this?
- Moby Dick? Every word of it.

I've been rereading it, and I've marked
a passage here about Captain Ahab.

- I know all about Ahab.
- Read this.

[Sighs]

"But be all this as it may...

"certain it is...

"that with the mad secret of his unabated
rage bolted up and keyed in him...

"Ahab had purposely sailed
upon the present voyage...

"with the one, only and
all-engrossing object...

"of hunting the white whale.

"Had any of his old
acquaintances on shore...

"but half dreamed of what
was lurking in him then...

"how soon would their
aghast and righteous souls...

"have wrenched the ship
from such a fiendish man?

"He was intent on an
audacious, immitigable...

and supernatural revenge."

I'm going to tell the
crew to get under way.

[Door Opens, Closes]

Chip, get a report from
the work crew up forward.

We head out as soon as they finish
tightening up that rib section.

Damage Control, this is the exec.

Give me a report on
that rib section repair.

Walter.

- What do you think you're doing?
- Let me go.

I may never get a chance at
it again. Please let me go.

You understand. You're the only one
who does. I can see it in your face.

Let me go. I have to go after him!

You played me for a fool.

When I started this trip, I had visions of
thousands of doors opening in heart research.

But you used us all...
just to kill that whale.

[Air Hissing In Chamber]

[Water Rushing]

[Mouthing Words]

Damage Control says we're
as ready as we'll ever be.

Two buts though... half speed is as fast
as we can go and only surface running.

Hmm.

All right, Chip. Let's take her up.

Continue on course. Ahead one third.

Give my compliments to the admiral...

and ask him if he'd like to
join me on the flying bridge.

Aye, aye, sir.

[Groaning]

- Sir.
- [Moans]

Let me help you to sick bay.

I'll be all right, Chip.

I have to get to the control room.

Admiral. What happened?

I've been hit over the
head with a gun butt.

- Walter Bryce isn't aboard.
- What?

He's back down on the ocean floor.

Reverse course and tell the engine
room I want all the speed they can make.

Take a position and put us
back down on the ocean floor...

in exactly the same
place we were in before.

Belay that.

Admiral.

Those repairs are just temporary.

Damage Control says they may not
hold up against underwater pressure.

We'll just have to take
the chance they will.

And possibly trade 125 lives for one?

It's not just a life,
Lee. It's-It's a mind.

Walter Bryce is a brilliant
man, a dedicated man.

Harry.

Walter Bryce is insane.

It isn't easy for me to say this, but...

I've seen this thing coming on
him ever since our son was killed.

His brilliant mind is twisted...

and his whole life is warped with this...

unreasoning thirst for revenge.

[Exhales] Well, whatever
he is, he's a human being.

Lee, bring this ship about.

No.

You can't risk the life of every
man aboard to try to save Bryce's.

There's nothing left to save. He's
down there where he wants to be.

But you can't leave
him down there to die...

whatever he is, whatever he's done.

With his intelligence and
the information he has...

he might be able to save millions oflives.

Chip. Reverse course. Hard right rudder.

Attention. This is the captain.

Dr. Bryce is still back
there on the ocean floor...

probably near our last
underwater position.

He has absolutely no chance for
survival unless we go back for him.

Now as you all know, the work crews...

have only been able to make temporary
repairs on the weakened rib structure.

- You're tellin' us?
- Oh, brother.

It's only right that I tell you...

the damage control officer has advised
me that our present condition...

makes even the most routine diving
operation extremely hazardous.

But we do have a chance of making it.

And as slim as it is...

it's a chance we'll have to take.

All right, Chip. Dive the boat.

Depth: 100 feet.

[On Speaker] Depth200 feet.

- [Sighs]
- Hey, Curley, I just remembered.

Here's the 20 I borrowed from
you six months ago in Hong Kong.

Thanks. Thanks a lot!

Depth: 300 feet.

Admiral.

Contact?

About 200 tons of it.

- How close?
- Sparks, pipe sonar through the system.

[Heart Beating On Speaker]

[Heartbeat Continues]

Nose camera.

He's harpooned the whale.
He's completely mad.

- He's going up.
- Follow him.

- We can't keep up with him now.
- Try.

Blow all ballast tanks
fore and aft. Surface.

[Muffled Screaming]

[Screaming Continues]

He's trapped.

There's not a prayer of reaching him.

The whale will sound any second now.

When it does, that's the finish.

[Screaming]

You mustn't blame yourself.

Such a waste. It's a terrible waste.

He was a good man, a fine scientific mind.

His whole life before him... all wasted.

I could've done more to stop it.

No one could have stopped it.

He was... dead before he
ever set foot on this ship.

I know that now.

It's almost as though he died...

the very first moment he saw that whale.