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Again, The Source is providing for your comfort.

Who is this "Source," that we keep hearing?

He is not a man, in the sense you mean.

He's all energy.

Take me back. Take me back.

Some dude told you about an evil brain in a box

and they're gonna wire Scott up to it, right?

I wouldn't have put it quite that way but, yes.

You are terminated.

The story thus far...

It goes on forever.

Hey... Hey, Dad. Come here. Quick!

Look at these paintings.

That's incredible.

Atlantis here we come.

Dad. Eve. This is Varian.

He's gonna help us get off the island.

Oh, my God.

Ah!

There's nothing we can do now, Dr. Jordan.

We must wait until dark.

Dar-L, Zone B...

The candidates are in my vision.

Prepare a full scan.

My name is Varian.

And in Earth year 2230,

I was a musician.

We're in some kind of time lock.

A space time continuum.

Here on this island,

you begin to understand

that even as the first man walked upright from his

Neanderthal cave.

Man was also taking his first step on the moon.

And there's only a thin tissue of consciousness

separating one event

from the other.

This is the first fair-skinned woman we've seen in 11 years, right?

We're not done with her yet, Camden.

Oh... Is it the woman you want, Paget?

I've been trapped on this island for nearly 12 years.

Flying the flag of England in a place that sometimes

seems like a small corner of hell.

Why are you pretending?

You know as well as I do, this is 1976.

The England you talk about hasn't existed

for nearly 400 years.

She's a witch.

Burn her!

Bring me one of the newcomers.

I need regeneration.

One of them must become my source of power.

The old ones tell about a time zone...

It lies far to the rising sun,

and there, they say

that any man can find a doorway back to his own time.

The travelers are crossed into our time zone.

They have separated into two groups.

The guide will bring these three to us first.

Dad!

Dad!

Scott...

Your companions have already gone ahead.

Do not be afraid.

My name is Rhea.

You're Varian and Fred.

Your father said you would return soon.

I am an emissary sent from The Source to escort you

to Atlantium.

Atlantium?

Come.

She seems a lot more polite than the some people we just left.

It's strange you know, we're nowhere near the ocean,

and I smell the sea.

I would've said it was a pine tree.

You guys are gonna think I've flipped,

but so help me I can taste vanilla ice cream.

The sensations please you?

Yes, they do.

This place reminds me of Christmas.

Yeah, but we'd like to see our friends now.

We thought they'd be here to meet us.

They are no longer here.

Just cut the games and just tell us

where they are.

They are back in their own time.

It is true.

They have returned to their own time.

Back in their own time?

- Hey, how 'bout that. - You've mastered time travel.

Hey, Scotty, we're going home!

We have.

I don't believe it. Dad wouldn't have left me behind.

I think the boy's right.

How do we even know they were here at all?

They were here.

They were transported of their own free will.

I just know Dad wouldn't have left me.

If you have this machine, we'd like to see it.

You may,

but first I have something for the boy.

A communication from his father.

I'll bet he didn't even write it.

What are you doing?

There's a radiation of energy.

It's emitted from a person or object in the form of aura.

I'm sensitive to this aura.

Oh.

Scott.

I can tell you.

This letter's from your father.

So it's from my Dad. So what?

So don't forget that he still loves you, that's what.

Oh, sure, he loves me and he just goes on without me.

Scott.

Do you think he would have gone?

If he didn't think that you were strong enough to handle this?

And understand his reasons?

I can handle it.

Well, then read this letter...

It may help you understand.

�My dear son, Scott.

�By now you will know that I have gone back

�to our own time in the Atlantium's

transfer Generator.

�At least, that's what they call it.

�It's a kind of time machine.

�My decision to go before you was the most difficult

I have ever had to make.

�But I know that you are safe with Varian and Fred.

�And that your mother is alone,

�and living with the thought that we're dead.

�And I know that every minute without us is

such pain for her.

�Only the fact that I know you will be here soon, allowed me to go.

�With all our love your mother and I await yours

and Fred's return. Dad.�

There's something here for you, too.

Would you read it?

�My friend, Varian,

�we shall never meet again, for when you return,

it will be to your own time.

�But my children's children's children will know of you,

�and if one day you meet one of them

�I hope you will remember me.

"And remember the respect and admiration I felt for you.

�Paul.�

Do you still doubt that's your father's letter?

No.

I guess I understand now, too.

So, uh, how soon can we get back?

There has been an unforeseen problem.

Like what?

Sending the other three back has developed a very

serious power drainage.

There has been an ionic burn in our re-generator,

which will take some time to repair.

Your transference must wait until that has been accomplished.

In the meanwhile we will do everything we can to

make your wait pleasant.

But what about my Mom and my Dad?

What're they gonna think when Fred and I don't show up?

There is a place we call the Pool of Mirrors,

where it's possible to see those who've been transported.

Would it help you to go there?

You mean I could see Dad?

- Mmm-hmm. - Well, could we go now?

Of course. It is outside the city toward the east.

We will take you.

How about that, we're gonna see Dad.

Yeah. How 'bout that.

There are traitors in our midst, below us.

Where those we call �The Unders,� work.

There is confusion.

Their output of food is decreasing.

I sense that among them there are two who are not �Unders.�

That they are plotting against me.

I must have one of these newcomers to regain my powers.

Three people, Sil-L?

IL-tar...

There are strangers arrived.

One will be chosen to regenerate The Source.

No. Not yet. We're nearly ready. Look at them!

But, The Source has grown weak.

Perhaps weak enough, if we act now.

The Pool of Mirrors.

It will reflect your thoughts.

Your mind, your time.

Think of those who've gone ahead.

Oh, you lucky ladies!

Wow.

Hey, don't worry.

Soon as they get their re-generator cranked up,

we'll be right back there with them.

And you and me are gonna do it up. Okay?

Okay.

Mom.

Is that your home?

It's my father's lands, at summer solstice.

That's beautiful.

Can't beat that.

The boy is comforted now?

Yes, he's comforted, and he's saddened also.

But, at least he knows his father's really home now.

IL-tar, is it time?

That is something you must decide.

The Source has acquired candidates for regeneration.

Soon his capacities will be to the nth degree again.

- Where are the others? - There are no others coming.

They're still under The Source's control.

I cannot say how much of his energies are directed

toward that control.

Or how much is left to keep you from your escape.

If he has maintained the devices, I will be...

I will be dematerialized.

Yes.

I hoped for more time.

But The Source has never been weaker.

If you would have your freedom, now must be your chance.

I will no longer live in servitude.

No!

Master.

Please.

I'm sorry...

No. Master, please.

Forgive me.

Take me back. Take me back.

There was an attempted escape.

Another? The third since the quarter moon.

They must be the ones I sensed before.

The two who are not Unders.

No Atlantium would be a traitor to you.

If I may venture...

Your energy levels are much diminished.

It is conceivable that some of the Unders

may have slipped from your control.

I will tell you what capacities are diminished

and by how much.

I no longer control the Unders' every faculty.

Still, none have the powers of reason.

The very concept of escape is an abstraction, totally

beyond them.

Someone is taking them from me.

A free intelligence?

With the Unders?

Instruct the Guardians.

Make a full search of the Underground.

Find him!

Boy, this sure is something.

More than that,

this is a civilization in its prime 30,000 years ago.

Yeah, I read about Atlantis and all,

only I thought it was some kind of fairy tale.

Like the Wizard of Oz or something.

I know. In 1900, most people believed that.

But, by my time, we'd uncovered proof that

Atlantis did exist.

Yeah, but look at all this.

I mean, how come, if they existed so long ago.

they've got all this futuristic stuff

that we've never even heard about?

Well, they were, and they are,

a race far advanced of even my own time.

They have Atomic power, and lasers.

They were masters of the world as it

existed then.

And it was a far different world.

What do you mean?

Well, in their day, there was a landmass

between what we call North America and Asia,

and the whole planet was different.

The continents and the oceans.

If you'd seen a map of the world in their time,

you wouldn't have known what you're looking at.

Well, what happened?

When they were destroyed, the forces were so powerful

that it reshaped the earth into what it is now.

And here we are, right in the middle of them.

Not for too much longer, I hope.

Quickly, Guardians are coming!

Halt. You two.

I say halt!

Why didn't you stop at my command?

But we did, as soon as you spoke.

I haven't seen you before.

Your identity shields.

I have it somewhere.

Sector four requesting Chief of the Guardians.

Oh!

Sector four, come in...

We will be safe here, until they complete their search.

How I envy you, Liana.

You never tire.

If your mother had also come from another star,

where the gravity was greater than that of Earth,

you, too, would seem strong beside those around you.

I did not mean to remind you of your home, Liana.

You'll find your way back again.

I have never stopped dreaming of it.

Each night as a child when I would see my mother's land,

the city of spires...

Bright,

so bright,

almost as if made of glass.

Still, each time I close my eyes,

I see the spires of glass.

Guardians report no sign of free intelligence in the underground.

There was an incident, but it was above,

on the third level.

Two citizens without identity shields resist a Guardian.

Anarchy!

We are at crisis, Dar-L.

Regeneration can wait no longer.

The elders will prepare for the transference.

Who is chosen?

Bring me the boy.

Is everything to your satisfaction?

More than that.

Yeah, really, this is like home.

Again, The Source is providing for

your comfort.

Who is this "Source," that we keep hearing about?

We'd like to meet the man.

He is not a man, in the sense you mean.

He is �All energy.�

He administers and provides for us.

Like a power source?

If you like.

If there's anything else you require, I am at your disposal.

I might add, for our young guest, there is

a place of amusement...

Of Atlantian games.

Well, I'd like to see that sometime.

Anytime you wish.

Now, if you wish.

Sure.

Enjoy yourself.

I'll say good night now.

Me, too. It's been a long day.

- Good night. - See you in the morning.

The Hall of Dreams is just beyond the Atrium.

I'll show you that first.

Well, there's nothing here.

Soon there will be. You will make it happen.

Me?

That is why it is called The Hall of Dreams.

I am certain you enjoy this very much, Scott.

Why don't you lie down?

Sure.

Dar-L has the boy.

Relax, Scott.

Look above you.

Let it wash through you.

The elders are making ready.

The travelers must be warned.

Not only for their own safety, but for our own.

My name is Liana. You must trust me. Come...

No, it is safer with only two.

You are not an Atlantium, are you?

My mother comes from the galaxy beyond Aures.

My father belonged to Earth.

In my time there was speculation

about extra-terrestrial visitation.

We called them �The Chariots of the Gods.�

I was a little girl when I came through to Atlantium,

and IL-tar found me.

- IL-tar? - My protector.

Once he helped rule Atlantium.

But he fell from grace when he opposed the Source.

Are you enjoying yourself, Scott?

It's really great!

You have something for me?

You used the term �Protector.�

From what do you need protecting?

That is what we've brought you here to see.

IL-tar.

I'm called Varian.

What do you know of Atlantium?

From what I've seen, it's a place of peace and harmony.

So it appears, above.

And so it is, for the elites there.

But these are also citizens of Atlantium.

They are called Unders.

And they work until they drop,

and then they're discarded, like broken machines.

They know nothing,

see nothing, feel nothing but work.

And so provide sustenance for the elites above.

The intelligence that rules their minds...

The Source... Is growing weak.

Some of them have even gained consciousness of

themselves apart from work.

I've tried to free some of them.

In my times,

servitude would not have existed.

But I'm not in my time.

And this is not my society.

You're saying, it's none of your affair.

Yes.

It concerns me.

I cannot interfere.

We showed you this so you would know

there was evil here.

You are in danger.

To maintain control The Source needs energy.

Human energy.

One of you has been chosen, to revitalize The Source.

It will mean death to the chosen one.

You see, it is your affair.

Then tell me about this �Source.�

Once...

Once in Atlantium there was a man...

Of such intellect.

He stood above us like a, a mountain on a plain.

He was responsible for all our accomplishments,

and we called him The Source.

They all surrendered their will to him, for he knew best.

And so he ruled Atlantium.

And so we prospered.

And, in time,

he discovered the secret of immortality.

You see, his, his essence was preserved even as his

body died.

And still he ruled Atlantium, through,

through cerebral forces.

And still we prospered.

But energy discharged, must be replenished.

Even as the body grows immune to outside influences

by becoming used to them,

so The Source has become immune to infusions of

energy from Atlantians.

That is why he needs one of you.

The boy has been chosen.

Let me get this straight.

Some dude told you about an evil brain in a box

and they're gonna wire Scott up to it, right?

I wouldn't have put it quite that way, but, yes.

You know these people have done pretty good by us so far.

I mean, uh, you could have walked into the Atlantium

version of an insane asylum.

Who knows how they handle things like that here?

I have heard straighter stories, is what I'm trying to say.

- That's possible. - Well, think, I mean,

why is �Helpful Harry� so helpful?

It is because with The Source destroyed he gets to be head honcho, maybe?

I have considered that, and his motives could be suspect.

Yeah, well, I got enough problems with politics in my own time.

And dig it. The brain controls everything around here.

In other words, he controls that "Time machine."

Meaning, if anything happens to him we don't

go home that way.

So, till it gets proved different, you can guess

what side I'm on.

But, just in case,

let's go find Scott.

Hi, Varian, Fred?

Can we got to the Pool of Mirrors tomorrow?

I wanna see Dad again.

Excellent!

Tomorrow you will take them to the Pool of Mirrors,

and then beyond, and there you will terminate them.

Oh, I sure will.

Rhea, where's Scott?

Why with Dar-L in the Hall of Dreams.

Well, we haven't found either of them.

Listen, if we don't find him right now,

we're gonna start looking this place over brick by brick.

Hi, Varian, Fred!

Take a look at what Dar-L gave me.

Your companions were concerned about you.

Well, why's that?

We just thought it was about time you were to sleep, It's late.

Well, you think we could go to the Pool of Mirrors in the morning?

I wanna see Mom and Dad again.

I think so.

I am told the transfer generator is nearly repaired.

It should be ready upon your arrival, at mid-day.

You mean we'll be going home?

Ah, that's great.

That's a good thought to get some sleep on.

Yeah. Sleep well.

There's this place it's just beyond the Pool.

It's kinda like a magic place.

Thanks Dar-L, for everything.

Sleep well.

Tomorrow is a special day.

Hey, Scott! Where's the fire?

He's anxious.

He wants to get to the Pool and get back.

And get home.

Yeah, I'd run too, if I thought it would speed things up.

I couldn't sleep last night.

For thinking of IL-tar, and the girl, Liana.

Did a little tossin' and turnin' myself.

We can only hope that they're both mistaken.

The way I look at it, it's a chance we gotta take.

I mean, I know we're okay so far.

And I know I'm getting into that machine of this.

As they say, you gotta play, it's the only game in town.

That was my conclusion exactly.

Look at that kid go.

Scott!

Hey!

IL-tar, they prepare the boy!

But he's with his friends.

It was a deception. The Source still has him.

Scott, where are you going?

Hey, Scott, you've arrived. Cut your engine.

Are you all right?

Uh...

Gee whiz, I... I'm sorry, guys.

Didn't mean to be rude.

There's just so much going on, you know.

Yeah.

Not a big thing, uh, give away a few points for attention.

Don't you want to see what's happening at home?

Yeah, go peak in on your folks and, uh,

try to relax a little bit, okay?

Um, yeah. Hey, hey great, uh...

Hi, Mom. Hi, Dad.

Uh, ah, I really wanna go see this place they're all talking about.

Come on, Scott. I mean, that was a pretty short visit.

Was everybody all right?

Doing great!

I can't wait to see 'em for real.

Doing great?

Then everything's fine?

Yeah, terrific!

I really wanna go see this place...

Jill and Eve, also are fine?

Maybe they're just visiting.

Um... They're there.

Planning a homecoming.

Um, now, Dar-L said this place was like...

It's interesting how much you saw.

There's no image in that pool.

- What? - There's no image in that pool.

Where's Scott?

Hey...

Come on, guys.

Quit your kidding. I'm Scott.

Now, we really should go see this place,

'cause we're gonna be leaving this afternoon...

Come on, Scott. Let's take a look, huh?

We aren't gonna have another chance!

- Let's just take a look. - Don't touch me!

Come on, Scott. Let's take a...

You are terminated!

Good Lord. What was that?

That was a copy of Scott.

A shell.

The Pool of Mirrors reflects the mind.

�That� saw nothing. �It� was nothing.

- It was like a mirage to us. - He was something.

He was an extension of The Source.

Then you know where they have Scott?

That is why I came after you,

though it may already be too late.

Soon you will remember nothing of what has been.

You mean I'll be home?

Close your eyes.

Let it be.

This way.

It's begun.

We must hurry while he's still weak.

What? He drains us as well as the boy!

No!

We are the faithful!

Please!

No!

No!

You and Liana take the boy... There.

Please!

It's a force field!

IL-tar... You are the traitor.

You are some handy, lady.

And this one, from the future.

Why have you helped �The Unders� to fight my will?

You will be terminated for this.

You cannot overcome me.

Soon the transference will be complete...

And I shall be at full strength again.

No. You are sapping my strength.

You are destroying me, all I have stood for.

Oh, wow, I must've slept over an hour.

I have a king-sized headache from that light show.

Now, IL-tar! Through the field.

I martyred myself for you.

My life force for the good of Atlantium!

You could rule by my side! You!

Don't do this!

There'll be chaos without me.

You.

I have promised to transport you to your time.

Destroy me and you cannot return.

The boy

is a small price

to pay.

There is no price.

The word you use is �goodbye�.

Though such a word cannot express the moment.

Words need not be said.

We know we're leaving Atlantium in your good hands.

In the hands of all Atlantians.

In a strange way, it's frightening.

You see, most of us

cannot remember living without being under The Source's control.

Now each day, more of the Unders are gaining consciousness,

and must make free choices once again.

Only time will prove if we are able to make those

choices with wisdom.

You could stay.

There are those of us who love you.

You know the love is returned.

But you also know of my dream.

I must go on, to seek my own time.

And these people have allowed I may go with them.

Well, we'll make it back to our own time.

And you will, too.

But, we'll do it together.

Right on.

Sil-L.

We journey toward the rising sun.

And know not what we'll find on the way.

You will stay well in Atlantium.

Farewell, my friends.

And you.

Goodbye.