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Lonnie, did you bring me the slinkydo?

It isn't on the list.

What do you mean?

Tim, I still have the list.

You didn't ask for any.

Look on the back side.

Why didn't you tell me you wrote on the back side?

I didn't get the captain's violin strings.

He's going to kill me.

I always write on the back side.

I'm picking up something on the vlf.

I'm not.

It's really low power. Stand by.

O.k.

Mayday. Can anybody hear us? Over.

Unidentified submersible,

this is ueo shuttle 4600-2. What is your status?

We're on fire and losing power.

Where are you, honey?

I don't know.

Push the red button under your transmitter.

It says GPS-sar.

Do you see it?

Hang on. I'll be there soon.

Seaquest, this is 4600-2.

I'm receiving a distress call

from what appears to be a spindrift child at GPS block 427-297.

Seaquest, do you read me? Over.

Lonnie?

Lonnie?

I lost her.

She said block 427.

Yes.

Where's Brody?

Still out of position.

We got to stop her.

All ahead flank.

Steer course 2-1-9.

Captain, to the bridge.

Daddy.

Mom.

It's o.K., jackben.

Come on!

We can't help them. We've got to go.

Daddy!

Let's go!

Are there any more?

They're all dead.

Strap in.

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What happened back there?

We were sneaking in medical supplies to macronesia,

you know-- antibiotics, implants.

If you buy them from the government,

they can charge you 10 times as much

as what we could sell them for.

Yeah. So?

A demon squadron jumped us.

They holed our fuel tanks and left us to die.

Mom and dad...

They died trying to fight the fire.

Block 427 is a neutral zone.

Not anymore.

We're in macronesian territory.

They claimed it last week.

Demon craft! They're back!

Seaquest! Seaquest, this is 4600-2.

I am under attack by a macronesian fast attack squadron.

I repeat-- I am under attack!

Macronesian war sub, hold your fire!

This is a ueo shuttle, and I have civilian children aboard.

If you're who you say you are,

stop your engines and stand by to be boarded.

Message received.

I am complying.

Firing on and boarding a military vessel in the open sea

is a violation of international law and act of war.

So is invading our waters and escaping with our children.

I was transporting them to safety.

Do you have their parents' consent?

Of course not. You killed them.

Then pursuant to the macronesian code of justice,

section 1402,

I am placing you under arrest

for espionage and kidnapping,

crimes that upon conviction are punishable by death.

General quarters!

All hands man your battle stations!

Ensign, our eta at point of last contact?

Five minutes, sir.

What happened, commander?

The macronesians have been moving into the neutral zone.

Henderson's course was inside ueo territory

until that distress signal.

Think she was ambushed?

From the fragments of her transmission, yes.

The static attempted to jam her broadcasts.

That shuttle should have had an escort.

I was assigned to rendezvous with lieutenant Henderson.

I blew my nav point.

Did you launch backup?

With fredricks still on leave,

I didn't want to draw down the reserves.

Mr. Brody...

Get back to your subfighter and prepare to launch.

Captain, incoming emergency flash message

from ueo command.

On screen, O'Neill.

Captain, you have to change your course immediately.

I'm trying to retrieve one of my officers, sir.

You're invading macronesian territory.

It wasn't macronesia the last time I looked.

They claimed it, and we're not contesting it.

They've stolen it. You won't fight to get it back.

I'm your superior, captain.

I understand the pressures the ueo security council's applying,

but we think they deliberately ambushed our shuttle.

I want to grab Henderson

before they concentrate their forces.

Let me do that.

I can't, and there's no need to.

What's that supposed to mean?

I've just received a communique over the hot line.

Henderson has been captured

by a macronesian fast attack squadron

inside their claimed territory.

They've already transported her out of the area.

Ready the jump-jet.

I can be in cape quest in two hours.

I'll rendezvous with you.

We'll take an observer team

to the macronesian base GPS 429.

Observer team?

That's where we'll try to negotiate for her release.

Do you really think negotiations will free her?

They better. I'm not going to war. Out.

Commander...

Keep us in ueo waters while we await further instructions.

Yes, sir.

Let go of me!

Scan her.

Under the Geneva convention of 2027,

you have an immediate obligation to release me

and to give those children food, water, and medical attention.

State the name of your vessel

and the reason you violated our frontier.

Henderson, lenore Ellen.

Lieutenant ueo Navy.

Serial number 437-271-809.

Encourage her.

No!

Release her, please.

I would like to talk to her.

That's all right. You may leave us.

She'll be quite safe with me.

It seems I have quite a reputation

as a connoisseur of women.

Has that rumor preceded me, Henderson, lenore?

Apparently not.

Would you please say something?

I can say nothing you don't already know.

Including the name of your vessel, seaquest?

Why don't you just say it for the record?

Henderson, lenore Ellen,

serial number 437-271-809.

Yes, of course. You're afraid, aren't you, Henderson, lenore?

You fear that if you start talking,

you might never stop.

Oh, believe me, I respect that.

I wish my men had half as much heart as you.

If you respect that, you'll give those children

food and medical attention,

and you'll arrange for our immediate release.

Yes, of course.

But answer a question first...

If you would.

Do you want peace between my macronesian alliance and the ueo?

Go ahead. Whatever you were going to say, say it.

We're quite alone.

No, we're not.

Beauty, heart, and intelligence.

Yes, yes, you're right, lenore.

But think this.

All I want is for you to tell me the truth.

Yes, I'll broadcast it, of course.

What's the harm?

Most members of the ueo and I'm sure even your own family

would prefer peace.

Why not give voice to their hopes

and go free?

What do you say?

My name is Henderson, lenore Ellen.

Lieutenant, ueo Navy.

I demand the immediate release of myself

and the children in my care.

And stubborn, too.

Put her in unit 9.

This is good. This is very good.

The lieutenant has a warrior's spirit.

A leader like Hudson will do anything to rescue her.

Captain, the secretary general's shuttle

is in final approach.

He has the leader of the spindrift folk with him.

Thank you, Mr. O'Neill.

Sir, I volunteer as an observer.

I don't think that's a good idea.

Sir...

I can do this.

That's an order, commander.

Sir.

I'd like to go.

Why? To make amends?

You could look at it that way.

Permission granted,

but you take my lead.

Sir, do you really think you can reason

with a man like bourne?

I don't think this is an appropriate conversation now.

Why not?

The mother of the orphaned children

was of my clan... Making them my children.

Had you accepted our protection, it might never have happened.

You wouldn't make us a member state.

Member states have lands, colonies. All you have are ships

and a disdain for paying custom duties.

We are the play in the joints, Mr. Secretary general.

The escape valve.

We only want freedom in the seas.

As for your much vaunted protection...

It hasn't helped lieutenant Henderson.

All right, gentlemen,

I'm open to suggestions.

Demand her release backed up with the entire ueo Navy.

And if they refuse, we've got a war.

Where 10,000 sons and daughters of 50 different democracies

will die to save your one officer.

My one officer, sir?

What would be an appropriate number?

10? 100? 1,000? Where do you draw the line?

Lieutenant Henderson is a professional soldier, captain!

The whole point of a democracy, sir,

is to defend any citizen against men like bourne.

We're going to have to fight him eventually.

Maybe...maybe not.

But this one we will win through diplomacy.

I doubt that very much, honored sir.

We've tried more than the usual bribes,

and they haven't freed our children.

All the same,

I believe in diplomacy, gentlemen.

It saves lives.

Let go of me.

Into the cell.

No!

You watch her.

If she wants anything, tell her no!

Ah, care for some sea turtle, in, um...

Béarnaise sauce?

It's native to this region.

Aren't sea turtles on the endangered species list?

These are the leaders of macronesian society.

They deserve special treats.

And they've been flowing from all over

expecting my lieutenant on your menu.

Captain.

She is accused of breaking our laws.

She deserves a public trial.

As public as possible,

in an attempt to humiliate the ueo.

Is this your captain's idea of a diplomatic overture?

Captain Hudson is concerned about the welfare

of his crew member, as is the ueo.

Surely you're equally concerned with the pride and sovereignty

of the macronesian alliance.

No one is suggesting you act in contravention of your laws.

Oh, I see.

So, what you are hoping for

is a fair and speedy trial.

My advisors assure me that even under macronesian law,

lieutenant Henderson

could not be found guilty in a...

Disinterested trial.

Ah, yes, but you see,

the difficulty of accelerating her trial, Mr. Secretary general,

is that my government is preoccupied with other concerns.

Such as what?

Crisis in our metals industry...

Created by the ueo embargoing of all sales of vanadium.

The embargo was imposed out of concern

over macronesia's human rights policies.

Otherwise, a cargo of vanadium

could be here by tomorrow morning.

Oh, well, in that case...

Even though they're going to grow up to bear arms against me,

I'll release those children captured by lieutenant Henderson.

That should give you sufficient grounds for certifying

that our human rights situation is improving.

What about my lieutenant?

Well, I'm afraid the charming young lady

will still have to stand trial,

but no one could find her guilty of espionage or kidnapping.

We'll hold trial right after the vanadium arrives.

Assuming, of course,

that meanwhile you will be my honored guests.

Thank you, Mr. President.

I'll make the arrangements.

Release the children to the spindrift guardian.

One minute.

Captain.

Lieutenant.

Not to worry.

We're going to get you out of here.

Mcgath made a deal with bourne.

You're going to stand trial tomorrow,

but you'll be found not guilty.

What... did he offer him New Jersey?

You're worth more than that.

A whole shipment of vanadium.

And the children?

They've been released.

We don't have a lot of time.

Brody.

Sir?

See if the lieutenant needs anything.

What did they do to you?

They beat me up because I tried to beat them up.

Hmm.

You take it easy, o.K.?

I don't want to have to carry you out tomorrow...

My bad back.

O.k.

You really o.K.?

I wouldn't mind going home.

I am so sorry, Lonnie.

Jim...

It's not your fault.

Yes, it is.

It is.

[Door opens]

[Door closes]

The high court of the republic of macronesia

will come to order.

At the request of the president of the republic

and the secretary general of the united earth oceans,

this court has agreed to a submission

of judgment upon the record now before it.

How says the defendant?

Do you consent?

Yes.

Then based upon the statement of the defendant

and the children found with her,

the court, in the absence of any further evidence,

is compelled to only one conclusion...

We do have a deal...

Don't we Mr. President?

Of course.

In as much as the children in question were orphaned

and in a state of distress, they cannot be described as...

"Taken unlawfully without consent."

Nor can their rescue be characterized as

"the surreptitious taking of information."

Accordingly,

the court finds the defendant not guilty

of the crime of kidnapping

and espionage.

[Banging gavel]

Order! Order!

The court is not finished in its work.

Indeed, it is compelled to honor

the courage shown by the defendant

in her statement...

"Harsh times demand harsh laws."

And few brought before this court have spoken so plainly

as the defendant.

All the same,

to honor her is not to excuse her.

I don't get this?

The defendant has admitted

that at the time she aided the children,

they were carrying controlled pharmaceuticals,

in violation of the anti-smuggling act of 2029.

And conceding that she failed to transport the children

immediately to the relevant law enforcement authorities,

the defendant has declared herself

an accessory to their crimes.

Accordingly,

and with deep regret,

we find the defendant by her own submission

to be guilty of the high felony of smuggling,

and we impose

the only judgment the law allows.

The sentence of death.

Captain.

No!

Nooo!

Not now.

[Secretary general] We had a deal.

And I honored it.

She was not found guilty of espionage or kidnapping.

And as for those smuggling laws,

they have been on our books for over a year.

Order! Order!

It is decreed that the sentence of death

will be carried out at noon

tomorrow.

Order! Order!

What are you going to do? Captain?

[Yelling] What are you going to do?

We cannot allow a 1,000 killed,

god forbid, a 100,000 killed,

over the life of one officer.

Then, sir, you leave me no choice.

I refuse to lead the first mutiny in the ueo's history.

I'm going to sign out on leave.

If you won't permit that, then I resign my command.

I know I can't stop you, Oliver.

I wish the hell I could,

because I don't think you can save her.

Out.

I don't have answers for all of you.

I only have an answer for myself.

I have to try.

And I'm going with you, sir.

I blew the nav point.

Truth is, captain...

You can count on all of us.

Piccolo, this is not going to help you make lieutenant.

I don't care.

Wolenczak, I need you here on seaquest with Mr. Ford.

We have a gift from the spindrift people.

Let's say it's a small gesture

of gratitude for returning our children.

They're also loaning us an assault vessel.

Those of you joining me,

stow your seaquest equipment...

Sign out on leave...

We launch in 20 minutes.

Captain.

Bring her home.

They said you could wear this.

A p.O.W. Uniform.

Yes. It's an act of mercy by president bourne.

It's warmer than your uniform.

No. He just wants to remind the world

that he took on the ueo and won.

Why do you people have to lie about him and attack him?

Attack him?

Look at me.

I'm alive.

I want to have children of my own someday,

and he's going to kill me.

Because you broke the law.

Because I rescued children left out to die

as bait to lure me in.

I won't listen to this.

Why? They're only words. They can't hurt you...

Unless they're true.

Listen, you don't know what you're talking about.

My mother used to have to beg for food to feed us,

but now she has food.

Our destiny's being fulfilled.

Really?

How long will the plunder

from the undersea colonies last?

Because bourne isn't rebuilding macronesia.

He's going to consume the world.

Nobody wants a war but the ueo.

You can't believe that propaganda anymore.

You've been too close to the inner circle.

You've-- you've heard his lies.

You've seen their victims.

What I see is my mother and my friends eating again.

Think back to the last time you saw them.

There must have been love in their eyes for you,

but you must have seen the fear, too,

every time they saw your uniform.

How can you serve a president

who uses children as pawns?

You have been taught some very clever lies,

but they're not going to work,

so why don't you die like a soldier,

like I would for my president?

We're 3 klicks from the fortress perimeter.

Do you see anything?

Just Mark 12 passive sensors.

I've prerigged them to take them off-line

as you move in.

[Darwin whistles] Hold on, captain.

What is it, Darwin?

Water tastes like metal here.

Captain, hold your position.

I think we just found a booby-trapped sensor array.

Are you sure?

One way to find out.

Piccolo?

Piccolo, can you read me?

Piccolo!

They've got this place wired tight--

hidden laser Cannon, deep sensor array.

There is no way in.

Abort your approach.

[Snaps fingers]

You have very brave colleagues.

They're called friends.

Well, your friends have been ionized

by my defense array.

So you've come to gloat?

Oh, no.

Gloating is an ignoble emotion.

No. I've come to save you myself,

but first, I owe it to my people

that I obtain from you an acknowledgment of their destiny.

Which would be what,

to plunge the world and themselves

into suffering and war?

To lead the world to a new order and glory!

You think you're some sort of nietzschean Superman, don't you?

All you have to do to save yourself

is to contribute to the common good

and submit to my power.

I have strength and vision enough

for an entire nation, Henderson, lenore,

so I certainly have enough for you.

Fancy words from a man

who just wants a propaganda statement.

No.

No.

Oh, no, no.

I want far more than that from you.

I want you to share my life for a while.

Yes, and advise me of the petty weaknesses of the ueo,

but, also...

Indulge in my pleasures

and the security of my power.

You're very good,

but I haven't forgotten my sense of shame.

Oh, "sense of shame"?

Shame is for weaklings, lenore.

It scares all those teenage boys in my armies

into dying for me.

Come here.

Let me show you how to ignore it.

No.

Oh!

My god, you're not a Superman.

You're a vampire.

You wish to insult me?

Show her the test. Put it on.

Commence firing.

This is how you are going to die tomorrow, Henderson, lenore.

Unless you let me save you from it.

Go to hell.

Tony, are you certain you didn't see any way to defeat that array?

It's aimed inward, so there's no way to spoof it

until you're already trapped.

They were hoping you'd come.

If our assault craft can't enter, we're stuck.

There's got to be a way in.

Who says we need a battlesub anyway?

How else?

People will come from all over the empire

to view this execution.

There'll be private yachtsubs,

excursion submersibles...

And, of course, spindrift folk will be there,

selling, shall we say, salvaged goods,

on which the duties are very high.

The customary bribes were paid this morning.

You mean we're going to go in

posing as spindrift folk?

I'd be honored if you would, sir.

How do we get back out?

You know, I've always had a fondness for junk shops.

They're always full of such wonderful surprises.

I'd offer you a priest.

Unfortunately, all the clergy in this sector opposed our policies

and had to be...

Relocated.

I've made my peace.

Get her ready.

You going to watch me while I die?

You had a chance for freedom.

I heard what the president said to you.

Then you must have heard what he said

about you and your friends dying for him, too.

He was testing you.

You know that isn't true.

He's carrying the weight of our future on his shoulders.

He has a right to our lives.

And mine? Tell me, when I die,

will it make you glad?

What do you want me to do?

Even if I gave you my gun,

you wouldn't get 50 meters before they cut you down.

I'm sorry.

I'm frightened.

I know you can't help me and...

It was wrong for me to even ask.

It doesn't matter.

We're just soldiers.

Maybe we're just born to die.

Entry permits, customs cards.

I'm afraid your major brecker

has my customs card.

So what's in the bag?

See for yourself.

Have a very nice day.

It's time.

Look, I know you feel responsible,

but I don't want you doing anything stupid...

O.k?

I know my job, sir.

On my Mark.

Yes, sir.

May god avenge me.

Order!

Order in the assemblage.

Bring forth the condemned.

Hudson.

What, sir?

He's there!

No!

Fire!

Stop them!

Let's go. Let's go.

Head for the docking port!

Head for the docking bay!

Let's go!

Seal it!

[Hudson] O'Neill, get the air lock!

I can't! It's locked shut!

Ooh! Take cover!

Ah!

Everybody, fall back!

Give me another power pack, quick!

Uhh!

I'm getting us out of here!

What are you, crazy?

Brody!

No!

Go on, Henderson. Go!

Go home!

No!

Traitor.

I've got to help him!

You can't!

Brody!

Jim!

Seal the hatch!

Ah!

[Henderson] We'll need medical supplies.

Put him down right there.

Why'd you do it, Jim?

I figured it was my turn.

No, Jim.

No! Stay with us, Jim.

Launching!

They've launched.

We've got to do something.

Our orders are to stay out of it.

Except they'll never make it back alive.

You know I'm too close to Henderson

to make a command decision.

So is everyone else on this boat.

Arm all weapons.

Sound general quarters.

Aye.

[Alarm sounds]

Defense array locking on.

Everybody into the launch bay.

Let's move it!

Launching, now!

We're clear! We spoofed the array.

Demon squadron incoming at 3:00!

I need more speed!

Torpedoes in the water.

Hang on!

We lost an engine!

They're coming back.

Hard to starboard on my Mark.

Sir?

Now.

Splash 4. Attack board is clear.

What's our location?

GPS reports we're 200 meters on our side of the line.

Macronesian warsub has violated our space.

Assault boat is requesting permission to dock, sir.

Get them aboard as fast as you can.

[Beeping]

Rig the autodoc,

and I want 20 ccs of pentamine

and another unit of plasma.

Wake up, Jim!

Come on, please, wake up!

[Beeping]

Jim?

[Beeping]

We made it back.

You're going to be all right, Jim.

Yeah.

Uh...

Oh!

[Beeping continues]

With your shield or on it.

[Beeping]

Oh!

[Gagging]

[Beeping]

Jim?

[Flat-line sounds]

Jim?

[Knock on door]

May I come in?

If you want.

Just before he died...

Jim said, "with your shield or on it."

Mmm.

Do you know what he meant?

Spartan mothers would say it

to their sons who were going into battle.

Their belief was if a man turned coward and ran,

he'd probably throw his shield

so he could run faster,

yet if he stood his ground and died in battle,

his companions would bear his body home on his shield.

"Come home with your shield or on it."

It's a statement of honor.

Two good people died rescuing me.

That's not very good math, is it?

You were about to be executed

by a fascist dictator who was going to use you

to humiliate our Democratic way of life.

And instead, Brody and that macronesian boy died.

I don't even know that boy's name.

Yes, they died rescuing you.

By preventing that dictator from increasing his power,

I think Brody was trying to tell you

that he believed the price was worth it.

Lonnie...

You risked your life to save those children.

Those two men risked their lives

and lost them to save yours,

to give you back your life.

You owe it to them to live it.

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