All language subtitles for The Fantastic Journey [1977] E02 - Atlantium.english

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.