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Mm-hmm. There it is again.

There's what, commander?

Dark...

Vast deposits of...

Dark down here, captain.

You sure you're not hallucinating?

Me? How long have I been down here?

30 hours. We have enough data to bring him up.

Can't we wait till he starts hallucinating?

It's not in his personality.

Thank you, doctor.

That's not necessarily a compliment.

Whoa.

His heart rate jumped dramatically.

Jonathan, I think it's time to come up.

[Bridger] Jonathan.

His pulse rate's way up.

I'm bringing him up.

No! Wait!

O'Neill, I think we have a potential bomb threat.

Let's go to Amber alert.

Condition--Amber.

Molecular scan engaged.

Laser disintegration process complete.

It's clear.

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You saw a flash of light?

Yes, sir.

In the form of a giant warrior.

Stay out of my head.

It's hard when your thoughts are screaming.

A warrior?

A flash of light refracted by floating debris

suggested something like that, yes.

Where did the light come from?

I don't know.

Fill the tank and get it submerged before it degrades.

Captain, would you hold it steady?

Radio carbon testing will date it.

It looks like...

Egyptian mummification,

maybe...2000 b.C.

We've got a Greek helmet that must be...

What, 500 b.C.?

Now we've got an Egyptian head in a Greek helmet.

That's 1,500 years apart.

Miguel?

Miguel?

Ortiz?

Yes, lieutenant?

Keep those things away from me.

I feel like you're hurling bean balls.

W.s.k.r.s. Are precision instruments, lieutenant.

They would never hurt you.

See, I can get within inches.

Ha.

I think you're ready for my refresher course

in survival training, huh, Ortiz?

W.s.k.r.s. Aren't picking up anything else.

You're going to wrap up the hunt.

What a disappointment.

I was hoping to find a femur or something.

No.

No.

No, it's not Greek.

It looks like Greek,

but it's not Greek.

It's not Egyptian or phoenician either.

Ortiz knows about mythology.

He might be able to help.

Ortiz is overseeing the excavation.

There's Peruvian symbolism, Mayan markings,

but it's not Peruvian or Mayan.

There it is.

What?

Repetition--basis for deciphering language.

How big do you think the man was

who wore this helmet?

Ow!

What are all these holes?

Ventilation, you think?

Sir, these symbols were carved

after the helmet was forged,

so this isn't just a warrior's helmet.

It's a journal.

[O'Neill] "I am ..."

"Deucalion..."

"Son and keeper

"of our dead king...

"Cassios...

"And sole survivor

of..."

"Atlantis."

Atlantis?

You sure?

Yes, sir.

Set a course for the hatteras abyssal plain.

That's 2,000 miles away.

Don't you think I know that?

If O'Neill is right...

Every fortune hunter with a pickax and dive helmet

is going to be swarming these waters.

Better conceal our coordinates, too.

Radio carbon testing dates the skull to 10,000 b.C.

Lock this head and hand

in the hyperbaric chamber

and black out the windows.

This is now a classified event.

Take that sword and put it in the wardroom.

Don't let anyone in without O'Neill's permission.

O'Neill?

Is that a problem?

No, sir.

I can't study these in the hyperbaric chamber.

You can wait a few days to test them.

Captain.

We must control what we find.

Captain, what did we find

that requires all this secrecy?

Atlantis.

Atlantis?

Is there an echo in here?

There's no need to be snide.

Don't patronize me.

What's the matter with you?

The minute I notify the u.E.O.

That we have any evidence of a lost continent,

this will turn into a photo op

for political dolts everywhere.

What we found belongs to history, to mankind,

not--not politicians.

If we found Atlantis, that will change history.

Yes, then we'll have more

to deal with than politicians.

That's why we have to watch our ps and qs.

"A" deck. Thank you for riding...

Watch your diet, captain.

I think you're getting too much sugar.

Get me secretary mcgath on a secured transmission.

Nathan, are you all right?

Yes.

Seaquest has discovered physical evidence

of the lost continent

of Atlantis.

Are you serious?

Have you ever known me to be anything else?

The ships logs will carry the particulars.

Course set for hatteras?

On our way, sir, at cruise speed.

O.k., descend 2 thermals.

Full speed ahead.

You all right?

I'm fine.

Carry on, people.

O'Neill says you know a lot about mythology.

No, just Plato's story criteas.

Why criteas?

Refers to Atlantis.

Read everything ever written on Atlantis.

O.k. O'Neill needs you in the wardroom.

Yes, sir.

Fire!

I saw a fire in the chair.

I did!

Didn't anybody see the fire?

There was a fire in the chair.

You saw it, too?

No, but there must have been because you saw it.

Thanks, dagwood.

I will clean the captain's chair.

What's with my chair?

I thought it was on fire, sir.

I am...

Seeing things, captain.

I should be relieved of duty.

Can't anyone here be responsible for their own actions?

You want to be relieved, relieve yourself.

You're a commander. Don't come whining to me.

I'm not running a boat for victims.

Pull yourself together, man.

What's going on?

I don't know. Commander's freaking out.

I don't know what's wrong with the captain.

Lieutenant, who's going to run this boat if they can't?

Who's going to tell them they can't?

Lucas.

Yeah?

Why aren't you in uniform?

I'm a civilian, captain.

You're working on the bridge, be in uniform.

Yeah, but--

but what?

Sir, u.E.O. Executive launch

will be docking in five minutes.

Swell. Break out the party hats and the drinks.

Sir, that's secretary general mcgath.

Aren't you going to meet him?

Meet him yourself.

I'm running a submarine here.

And take him with you.

I don't want to see him without a uniform.

What do you want from me?

What?

I'm going insane.

How much longer?

It's a lost alphabet. It's going to take time.

Mcgath's arriving.

Ford and the captain are exhibiting aberrant behavior.

The captain just wants to protect this find from gold diggers.

And Ford just spent 30 hours in the dsl.

Wouldn't that make you a little weird?

This is beyond weird.

I don't think either one of them is fit to command.

That's a serious charge, lieutenant.

I know.

Everyone's on edge around here.

Yeah.

Be careful with that.

Bridger got a pretty good sting putting that on.

What are all these holes?

Uh...ventilation,

maybe. I don't know.

Come on, deucalion.

Your penmanship sucks.

Deucalion?

The guy who inscribed the helmet.

In Greek mythology, deucalion was like Noah.

He built an ark to survive the floods sent by Zeus.

Floods?

Rain.

That's it. That's the word.

What word?

The one I couldn't get past.

Here...

Um...

Some of these symbols are just letters,

and some are hieroglyphs,

a single symbol representing a whole word.

I was stuck on rain,

so this passage reads...

"Five days of rain.

"If the stars return,

"I will Mark my helmet

"to guide me home,

"and curse the living flesh

"of the heathen

who follows the path..."

"To Rob our graves."

Ow!

Told you.

You didn't tell me there was a curse.

Just found out myself.

Uhh.

There's a map on the helmet.

I don't see one.

You said he marked his way

back to Atlantis on the helmet.

Yeah, but maybe he didn't have time.

Miguel!

Executive launch one has arrived.

Secretary mcgath.

Lieutenant. Where's captain Bridger?

He's, uh, busy.

This is frobe Ernst, u.E.O. Antiquities.

This is lieutenant James Brody.

Lieutenant.

Hello.

We can't wait to see the artifacts.

Uh, could you please excuse us? Sir...

The captain and commander Ford

are behaving erratically.

I believe we have a serious situation.

Let's get frobe to the artifacts,

then I'll talk with Nathan.

Right this way.

Ortiz, what do you got there, a Cuban kitchen knife?

I was just joking, man.

Ortiz!

We've got to do something.

I can't relieve the captain of duty.

Being obnoxious isn't a medical disability.

I've never seen him like this.

It's a man thing.

Sometimes you men need to growl and make noise.

Can't you just read his mind?

I read his mind. Today he's a gorilla,

tomorrow he'll be a pussycat.

[Slam]

Whoa.

Put it down, Miguel.

General alert.

Sensor chief Ortiz is armed and dangerous.

Security, capture and detain.

Explanation, lieutenant.

Ortiz took a sword.

He's threatening crew with it.

I know that.

I refer to your equivocating.

Ortiz, if you don't surrender,

you'll be shot on sight.

You got that, lieutenant?

Nathan.

Welcome aboard, Mr. Secretary.

Don't you think a "shoot on sight" order

might be a little severe?

Well, he attacked a security officer.

If he doesn't surrender,

shoot him.

It goes way beyond gorilla, doesn't it?

Definitely beyond gorilla.

I need to see the artifacts.

You should relieve him of his command.

I'm not ready for the last order

on his service record to read,

"relieved of duty by the secretary general of the u.E.O."

Shouldn't you be dealing with Ortiz?

Yes, sir.

You could order Bridger down temporarily.

It wouldn't become part of his permanent record.

I don't have a reason.

You have suspicious behavior.

I need to see the helmet.

Lucas, will you show us to the wardroom?

Yeah.

You have to decide

what is best for your boat, doctor.

[Sighs]

[Knock on door]

Who is it?

Wendy Smith.

Go away, doctor.

I can't do that, commander.

Thanks.

I'm relieving myself of duty

and requesting a psychiatric evaluation.

I suppose you have to sign off on that.

You don't need an evaluation.

I'm seeing ghosts.

Spirits.

More than one?

No. And one fire.

The fire might be a traumatic experience from the spirit's life.

Don't assume you're going crazy.

Do you believe in the soul...

That the essence of who you are

can exist independent of your physical self?

Yes.

Then isn't it possible...

If the soul is tormented by something unfinished

that a part of it might cling to the physical world

until whatever's unfinished is resolved?

For 12,000 years?

You can't put a clock on eternity.

Why doesn't anyone else see it?

Maybe you're the only one that needs to.

I don't know. What I do know

is seaquest needs you to be in control of your faculties.

How can I be in control of my faculties

when I'm seeing things nobody else sees?

I hear things no one else hears.

I live with it. I even use it.

If you accept a reality unique to yourself

and you keep it in its place,

you can run seaquest.

This is incredible.

A psychiatrist is telling me

it's o.K. To stay on duty

as long as you keep your imaginary friend in his place.

I'm telling you we have bigger problems.

Bridger and Ortiz are lashing out at everyone.

How long before I start lashing out, doctor?

It may be just a matter of time.

Whatever's affecting them isn't affecting you.

They're consumed by their problems.

You're completely aware of yours,

but you're dealing with it.

You have the capacity to run seaquest.

Captain Bridger doesn't.

No. Mcgath is aboard.

Oh.

Oh, what?

I think you're afraid to lead.

I'm not afraid to lead.

Then do it.

Weapons.

When was your last diagnostic?

Don't look at the screen.

You're supposed to know it.

Change places with navigation.

But, sir--

but what?

Take weapons.

This is a last man bridge.

The last man on the bridge

should be able to captain the boat.

Well...

Piccolo,

you take communications.

Platform positions.

One seat to the left.

Move.

Move!

Oh, now, come on.

What's it going to be, seaman?

Is it going to be the chair or the brig?

The trouble with you people is that you operate solely

out of the tiny sphere of your own expertise

without any regard for the functions

of the rest of the boat.

Well, this boat is a living, breathing organism.

It stretches out a thousand feet behind us.

And how we inhabit that organism depends solely

on how you use your facilities

to work all of its systems.

I gave you a direct order.

No, Tony. No.

Per u.E.O. Naval article 18,

I'm relieving you of command.

The hell you are.

Grab him!

Take him down to med bay.

Henderson, take the column.

Not now.

There was nothing on the scan, was there?

There's nothing wrong with me.

I've got a headache.

Apparently that's enough to humiliate me in front of my crew.

Calm down, Nathan.

Calm down.

You stood there watching.

And you,

you were the knife, twisting, twisting.

You're not yourself.

Whose self am I?

His?

He's hallucinating.

All of this is going into my report.

All of you mutinous weasels are going into my report.

Now you let me out.

I'm sorry, Nathan.

You don't know that this hieroglyph says rain.

For all you know it says strudel.

You think this says five days of strudel?

I don't know if it says five days rain or strudel.

Yes, you do. Why are you denying it?

I want this helmet taken to an institute

to where an objective academic researcher

can examine it.

I'm objective.

You're trying to prove Atlantis existed.

That's not objective. That's foolish.

Is this helmet not authentic?

From Babylon or perhaps Greece,

but not Atlantis.

That's where it says it's from.

You made it say that.

I could make it say it's from Pittsburgh.

Pittsburgh or Babylon,

how'd it end up where we found it?

Where did you find it?

Captain Bridger secured those coordinates.

I want it off the ship.

Commander.

Mr. Secretary.

Professor Ernst,

you have a very impressive resume,

but you've debunked every academic theory

on the existence of Atlantis.

Last year you had a scholar

who disagreed with you removed from school.

An assistant professor obatu.

Now, isn't it just as biased to say things aren't

as to say they are

if you don't have proof either way?

In academic research,

things aren't as they are.

Who is this? Why am I arguing with a child?

This is Lucas wolenczak.

He's a member of the seaquest science staff.

Huh. What are your credentials?

Oh, magna cum laude,

applied science of artificial intelligence,

Stanford.

Lucas.

Professor obatu.

Yeah.

Born in Kenya.

Degrees in mediterranean and mideastern history.

Published several plausible theories

on the existence of Atlantis,

one of which prompted his dismissal from Oxford.

Put it on the vid-screen.

The helmet stays.

We've got to get obatu on board.

Yes, sir.

Stop!

Drop the sword, Miguel.

Professor obatu.

Mr. Secretary.

Obatu.

Commander Jonathan Ford.

You have proof, don't you?

Yes.

These are the alphabets from Mayan to phoenician...

And carthage.

They're a thousand years old.

Totally different civilizations, yet so similar.

How can that be?

They were taught to write by the same scholars.

Will you call up the globe?

Yeah.

Stop.

Mayans flourished in the 1500 b.C. Here.

Thousands of miles of forbidding ocean

separates them from the ancient

mediterranean cultures.

How could they share similar written languages,

unless there was a land that brought them together?

Here. The continent of Atlantis.

Isn't that so, Dr. Ernst?

I'm Tim O'Neill.

That's Lucas wolenczak.

And, um...

This is as far as I've gotten on the translation.

Excellent work.

Thank you.

My sword.

Once Atlantis ruled the earth.

Now she's gone.

Food and water are gone.

There is not enough cloth to protect my king,

my father.

I give him my battlements for the next world.

I will not live to pass them on.

I believe it was the custom

to pass the battlements of war

from one generation to another.

When he thought he would die

and not have children to pass the helmet and sword to,

the warrior buried his father in it.

But he survived, had children

but couldn't continue the ritual

of the family legacy,

so it's tortured his spirit ever since.

Until now.

This is the land you found.

You shouldn't, uh, uh--

shh!

The journey is complete.

The story of Atlantis was passed down

through 500 generations of my family.

Be careful with the helmet.

Our sensor chief and captain put it on

and hurt themselves badly.

They both wore the helmet.

Then they will very likely die.

Med bay, give me a status report on Bridger and Ortiz.

I need an e-vac stat.

Ortiz is in coronary seizure.

Clear.

Bridge! All channels!

Scramble the nearest naval e-vac

for a priority medical emergency.

O'Neill, take the column.

Hang in there, Miguel.

Hang in there.

I don't know if he'll last an hour.

That's the best e.T.A. On any e-vac.

But we're right off the coast of north Carolina.

We're in the middle of the Atlantic.

I turned the boat around after relieving the captain of duty.

What's wrong with them?

They both wore the helmet.

I examined it.

What's there is the residue of mummification chemicals.

That has to be the cause,

but I can't identify any toxins.

Other than that, the helmet's pure gold.

In ancient cultures,

a gold helmet would've had healing qualities.

It does.

It also has a curse.

O'Neill, was there anything written on the helmet

about breaking a curse?

No, but I haven't finished the translation yet.

I need to leave

on the secretary general's shuttle.

I'm Dr. Ernst.

It's an emergency, and it's classified.

I'm cleared and need to leave.

Yes, sir.

Where's the helmet?

I didn't take it.

Where is Ernst?

Come on.

We're ready, sir.

Loading area "b" must be cleared

by 1800 hours.

Loading area "b" must be cleared...

Have security take this man to the brig.

Security to launch bay.

Here.

Well?

I don't know.

Professor obatu?

It's a cure we cannot have.

Why can't we have it?

"A pure heart passing through Atlantis

"and resisting its treasures

will resist the curse."

What does that mean?

It means, to survive,

they have to go to Atlantis

and defy the temptation to steal.

They can't do that now, can they?

Atlantis doesn't exist anymore.

Only in my mind.

How does it exist in your mind?

Academic study.

Family stories handed down through generations.

Genetic imprint of my ancestors.

I have a very clear picture of Atlantis.

Show it to me.

Pardon me?

I'm telepathic.

I can read minds.

I've never spoken to them before,

but maybe I can be a conduit for your vision.

Will they see they're being tested?

If they do, the curse won't be lifted.

They'll only see what you choose them to see.

Ready?

[Beep beep beep]

[Beep beep beep]

Excuse me.

Who...

Are you?

And why are you so happy?

I want to thank you

for supporting my keeping this.

Well, it's your inheritance,

isn't it?

Your ancestor's spirit waited a long time

for it to find its rightful home.

Yes, but my ancestral rights

don't mean much to governments.

One helmet isn't going to change the world.

What they really want to find is Atlantis.

I don't think my ancestor got around to carving the directions.

I'd like to speak to the professor alone,

if I may.

Yes, sir.

Are you feeling all right?

I'm fine... Thanks to you.

My thanks to you, too, doctor.

No.

Yes.

If only for a moment,

I touched my homeland.

You did that for me.

Well, the journey was thanks enough.

Keep in touch.

Commander.

You are the warrior here.

I suspect your roots

might run to Atlantis, too.

I can't.

You can.

Can you believe this?

No.

I can't believe this.

How important is it for you to find Atlantis?

For me, in my heart, it's everything.

On the helmet,

is there any indication

of season or location for Atlantis?

Well, yes.

I think it's the summer solstice.

See here.

"The sash guides me on the longest day."

It may have just been the longest day of the journey.

I know where Atlantis is.

This is a celestial chart.

I want you to have it.

Thank you.

I want you to have this, too.

A sailor uses a sextant to charter a course

by plotting the stars.

And your ancestor was a hell of a sailor.

Something about the helmet

was bothering me.

I didn't see it till I was lying down over there.

The hole, professor.

The heavens,

constellations, stars,

as seen from some time around June 10,000 b.C.

Now the sash must be Orion's belt.

If you learned to use that sextant,

you can follow your ancestors all the way home.

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They have sleek black skin and torpedo-shaped bodies.

Their primary diet consists of large fish,

like COD and tuna.

When fully grown, pseudo-orcas average 18 feet in length

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Flourishing in temperate waters worldwide,

their exact numbers are unknown.

With time, hopefully we'll know more

about these magnificent animals.

See you on the next adventure of seaquest.