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What's the trouble,
Lee? I don't know.

Kowalski's getting some
odd reactions from sonar.

- What kind?
- It's sort of like a... an
electrical interference, sir.

It's nothing outside
the ship though.

- Notify the duty electrician.
- Here it comes again.

What is it, Lee?

Admiral Nelson?

Who are you?

You will come with us.

Voyage to the Bottom of the Sea.

Starring Richard Basehart,

David Hedison.

Voyage to the Bottom of the Sea.

Skipper, those men... Where
did they take the admiral?

Did you see them too? I could
see them, but I couldn't move.

- What was that all about?
- Skipper, they took the admiral
right past me,

and I couldn't lift
a hand to stop 'em.

I know. I know. We all
saw those men take the

admiral, and we couldn't
do anything about it.

I was paralyzed. I wanted
to move, but I couldn't.

We were all affected
the same way,

which means they must
have some kind of a...

A weapon or power that
causes temporary paralysis.

Electrical interference.

That's right. That must
have something to do with it.

Come here.

Skipper, what I'd like to know
is how did they get aboard?

I don't know, but the important
question right now is where's the admiral,

and are those men still here?

Now, Chip, you've got the conn.
Hold it steady and on course.

Chief, round up a search
party... as many men as you need.

I want you to comb every inch of
this ship. Aye, sir. Come on, Ski.

What is this thing?

What are you going to
do? It is a time lock, Admiral.

You are going on
a journey in time.

Can you hear me?

What's wrong with you?

With all of you.

No. No. Now... Now,
just... Just where am I?

Can anyone hear me?

I hear you, Admiral Nelson.

Who is it?

Who spoke?

Who spoke? There's
no need to shout.

I can hear you quite plainly.

Well, then, where are
you? Let me see you.

Gladly.

Just follow the passageway.

Don't keep me waiting, Admiral.

Enter the passage.

No.

Go back.

Go back.

Oh, man. What hit me?

You hurt bad, kid?
No, no, no. I'm okay.

Okay.

They're in there.
Blast that door.

Hold it!

Chief, those bullets are
bouncing off there like I did.

Yeah. Are they in there?

Yes, sir. No, Skipper.

What's the matter? There's
something cockeyed about that door.

You can't touch it, sir. I
tried, and it knocked me down.

We fired, and look at it.
There's not a mark on it.

It must be a force
field of some kind.

Yeah. Those characters
got the admiral in there,

and how are we gonna
get him out of there?

All right. Post these
two men here. Yes, sir.

You two. If anybody but the
admiral comes out of this door,

shoot to kill.

Ski, come with me.

So, uh, yours was
the voice I heard.

That is correct, Admiral Nelson.

I had you brought here.

And e-exactly where is here?

Only a few miles from
where you were originally.

Actually, you've asked
the wrong question.

You see, space is hardly the
critical dimension in your case.

Instead of "Where am I?"
you should have asked...

"When am I?"

Oh. Well.

Well, this is-is
the future, is it?

Your future, my present.

Everything in this
world is relative.

Well, if you wish to be precise,

in your terms it
would be the year, um,

2823.

Uh... And, uh, who are you?

I am called Alpha.

Alpha? No... No title,
no form of address?

Titles are a relic of
the past, regrettably.

Admiral Nelson.
Has a ring, doesn't it?

Look. Why have
you brought me here?

Alexander the Great.
Emperor Napoléon Bonaparte.

General Stonewall Jackson.

Yes. I've always
been fond of titles,

especially military ones.

You belong to a most enviable
fraternity, Admiral Nelson.

I'm much more interested
in the answer to my question.

As to why I brought you
here? Oh, yes. Of course.

Um, to add you to my collection.

A force field? You mean they've got
the admiral locked in the ship's lab...

and you can't get to
the door? That's right.

What kind of enemy are
we up against? I wish I knew.

What about rigging
an explosive charge?

No good, Chip. Anything
powerful enough to go

through that force field
would tear the hull apart.

- Skipper, I was just thinking.
- What is it, Chief?

When I was a kid, we
played a lot of sandlot

football, and I was
generally the quarterback.

This isn't the time
for your life story.

Go on, Chief.

Well, sir, when we were up against
a real tough line, we had a motto:

If you can't go through
'em, go around 'em.

Kowalski, you and the
chief go back to your posts.

Now wait a minute, Chip. Wait a minute.
If you can't go through 'em, go around 'em.

You may have hit on something. Do you,
uh... Do you think you can carry it out?

- You bet I can, sir.
- All right.

Take what you need from
storage, and, uh, get going.

Ski, give me a hand. Right.

Fascinating, isn't it?

- Who is this man?
- His name is
no longer important,

but he was once an admiral.

I sent my collectors back
into the past to seize him,

and here he is
being conditioned...

to take his place in
my priceless collection.

Conditioned?

Naturally.

It would be dangerous
and foolish...

to leave men of military
genius in their natural state.

So, I use this device to,
uh, drain off their intelligence.

Hmm. I believe the
admiral's about ready.

There we are.

Now, Admiral, rise.

What have you done to the man?

Oh, don't worry, Admiral Nelson.

He isn't suffering.

He feels nothing. And he has
become an obedient and docile item...

in my collection.

And now, sir,

it's your turn.

All set, sir. Now, you'd better know
exactly what you have to do, Chief.

I'm getting around the
force field and reaching

the admiral. That's
the important thing.

It's not the only important thing. What
about those men that captured him?

We don't know what kind of weapons
they have or how quickly they'll use 'em.

Meaning you want
me to shoot first.

Go ahead. Aye, aye, sir.

Good luck, Chief. Thank you.

But you're foolish
to struggle, Admiral.

Well, perhaps I am being a bit
hasty, but I'm doing it as a favor to you.

But it's true.

Usually I keep my
prisoners several hours...

while I check every
detail of their background.

Then, if I find a point which needs
clarifying, I can always ask them about it.

Because, you see, once
they've been processed,

it's useless to
ask them anything.

And-And just... just how
are you doing me a favor?

By not giving you all
those hours to worry.

This way, after a few minutes,
the unpleasant process will be over.

Oh. Oh, thank you very much.

But I am a bit disappointed
about the uniform.

I'd expected you to
arrive in full dress.

Well, we'll just have
to make the best of it.

It'll take a few moments
to replenish power.

Try to be patient.

Skipper, we just relieved
the two guards outside the lab,

and the first thing we heard
were several shots from inside.

It's the chief. He got 'em.

Has anyone tried to
come out of the lab?

No, sir. We're watching
the door. It hasn't budged.

Maybe the chief can't
get through the force field.

Maybe. Very well. Stay on
your post until you're relieved.

Aye, sir.

Chief. Are you there in the lab?

No. Don't come any closer.

I warn you. Stay back.

I wa...

Chief. Chief. Are
you there in the lab?

Skipper, maybe he's already
started back through the ducts.

Chief. If you've
already started back,

signal by rapping
on the duct walls.

Chip, lay aft to the lab corps
to check this out, will ya?

Fasten the straps.

Chief!

Stop. I command you. After him.

Chief. Admiral.

Look. Cover the door. Shoot
anyone that comes in. I mean anyone!

What kind of a place is
this? We'll talk about that later.

This is our one chance
to get back to Seaview.

But first I have to figure
out how this thing works.

Mr. Morton.

What's this about
hearing shots from inside?

We heard 'em plain, sir. Have
you heard any more since?

Not a sound, sir. Be
careful, sir. The force field.

It's on.

Chief?

Sharkey, can you hear me?

Keep a sharp eye on it.

Admiral. They keep coming
on. I can't stop 'em, sir.

I just checked out
their story personally.

Both guards are certain they heard shots
from inside the lab... several of them.

What about the force field?
Strong as ever. They tested it.

Where do you think you're going?

If something's happened to
the chief, sir, I'd better help him.

You won't help anybody
if you get yourself killed.

Skipper, we've
gotta do something.

We don't even know
what we're up against yet.

Now secure the
guard detail at the lab.

Aye, aye, sir.

Chip, how far are we
out of Santa Barbara?

We can reach it in about
an hour at flank. Mmm.

We've got, uh, equipment at the
institute that should be able to...

neutralize the force field,
no matter how strong it is.

Well, we ought to get back
there as fast as we can. Right.

Set a course for Santa
Barbara. Aye, aye.

You will send no more
specimens unless I request them.

With your permission, we can sever
the time bridge and return to base.

No. The time bridge will remain.

There are weapons
of war aboard that

submarine which will
prove useful to us later.

We can expect more trouble
from the submarine crew.

Then keep them occupied until
I contact you with further orders.

Skipper, emergency
in lab corridor.

Yes, Kowalski. What is it? The two
guards, sir. They've been knocked out.

Chip. Get two corpsmen
down there right away.

Kowalski, what about the lab?

Closed, sir. And that force
field, or whatever it is, still works.

Very well. Check all the
corridors in that section,

and if anything else unusual turns
up, let me know about it... on the double.

Aye, aye, sir.

Corpsmen are on their way. Good.

All right. Stay
right where you are.

Come on. Put your
hands over your heads.

Take another step,
and I'll let you have it.

Skipper! The
controls are jammed!

We're too close to the
bottom. Get our nose up.

Captain, we're
getting no response!

- All stop.
- All stop, aye.

All back full. All
back full. Aye.

We've got too much forward
speed. We'll coast a thousand yards.

Underwater peak
ahead, range 500.

Rig for collision.
Rig for collision.

We're gonna hit!

- Skipper, it's free.
- Full right rudder.

That was too close.

Have a work party
check out those controls.

- I want to know
why they froze.
- Aye, aye.

Fascinating.

A genuine old late
20th century handgun.

I imagine under the right
circumstances it could be quite deadly.

Oh, I'd be happy to
demonstrate it for you.

Yes. I imagine you would.

You realize, Admiral,
that by your behavior,

you have forfeited the right to any
consideration by me. Meaning what?

Meaning you'll be processed
as soon as I give the word.

That will make for plenty of anxiety
together with the uncertainty...

as to just what moment
will prove to be your last.

Uh-huh.

How do I know that you have the authority
to do this? I'd like to see your superior.

Superior? My dear admiral,

no one is my superior.

Oh. You mean that, uh,
you're the chief of state?

You really have the
most amusing notions.

I'm going to miss you when
you're finally processed.

But to answer your question,

I'm not an official of any sort.

I'm a private citizen and
answerable to no one...

as long as I obey the law.

And murder is legal now?

There will be no murders.

My friends here are quite alive,

as you will be.

Wait a minute. Wait a minute!
What kind of a madhouse is this?

Who's this guy anyway? Well, Admiral,
it's... Easy, easy. Sit down. Sit down.

No, I-I don't
believe you, Alpha.

I don't believe you have a
legal right to do this to anyone.

Ah, but you're wrong. I do.

I am acting by authority
of the Hobby Act.

The Hobby Act?

With a five-hour work week,
no one has anything to do.

Hobbies are considered the
most crucial activity for all citizens.

The Hobby Act was designed
to protect our interests.

And this is my chosen field.

I collect toy soldiers.

Engineering just
finished their check. And?

No sign of malfunction
throughout the systems.

But these controls froze.

They say there's no real explanation,
unless deliberate sabotage.

That means they've left the lab. That's
what I thought, so I checked on my way up.

The door's still closed, and
the force field is still in operation.

Well, that doesn't
necessarily prove anything.

They could be wandering
loose all over the ship.

There's no telling
what they might do next.

- What are your orders?
- Well,

just in case they do try anything else,
I want us to have a fighting chance.

Take us upstairs. Aye, aye.

Blow main ballast.
Prepare to get under way.

I have a report from sick bay on
the two guards who were knocked out.

How are they?
No serious injuries.

Good. Good. Have you posted relief guards
at the lab? That's the first thing I did.

Skipper, those two weird characters
are walking around the ship.

What? I saw them, sir. They were
just going into the circuitry room.

Circuitry room? Chip, get an armed
detail, all the men you can spare.

Aye, aye.

Skipper, just one thing. That
armed detail isn't going to help.

- What do you mean?
- I pumped a bunch of rounds
in them...

at close range, and
they didn't even feel it.

They turned to me and knocked
me cold. You were that close to them?

Oh, yes, sir. But I never
want to get that close again.

I don't know what those guys
are, but they sure aren't human.

Better warn any armed detail you
send after them. Thanks, Kowalski. I will.

Blow all tanks.
Emergency. Blow all tanks.

We're getting no response from
the tank valves. We can't blow ballast.

What's our keel to bottom
depth? Under 100 feet.

Brace for crash.
Brace for crash.

Are you all right, Lee?

I'm okay.

Damage Control to captain.

This is the captain.
What's our situation?

Sir, we retained full watertight integrity,
but our air revitalization system's out.

Put every man you've got on
the repair job at once. Aye, aye, sir.

Air revitalization. We
can't survive without it.

No, not for very long.

That's all we need... a fire.

Electrical fire is in circuitry
room. Fire detail responding.

If you ask me, I think this character's
a little ding-a-ling. Know what I mean?

You really don't believe this gag
about being the future, do you?

- Why? Don't you?
- No, I don't. And I'll tell you why.

Admiral.

Admiral, what are you doing?

Just trying to see if
this alloy will burn. It will.

Well, what I mean is, what
proof have we got? Hmm?

All I've seen is this cell, a couple
rooms. They don't even have any windows.

And as for those
zombies he's got with him...

Mmm. I'm interested in the fact
that there are no windows too,

but I do believe
we're in the future.

I saw enough of that machine that
brought us here to convince me of that.

Well, how does that tie
up with, uh, no windows?

I'm not sure. But one
thing I am sure of...

Human nature doesn't change
very much from century to century.

Now, I can't imagine a future
civilization that would condone a man...

raiding the past for victims...

and changing them into mindless
vegetables for his own amusement.

I know.

Is he really gonna
pull that on us?

Well, he is unless we
stop him. Well, how?

I've gotta call the attention of
the outside world to this place.

It's a little difficult without
windows, but maybe, uh...

Maybe a fire might do it, hmm?

Fire. Sure. A fire.

All right. Get those blankets
over there. Aye, aye, sir.

Well done.

A very serviceable diversion.

Now, go to Admiral Nelson's cabin
and secure his finest full-dress uniform.

Bring it here.

I wish him to be
attired befitting his rank.

There. That should give our
friend something to think about.

It could spread to the walls,
sir. That's what I'm counting on.

We could be burned
alive. No. There's bound

to be some kind of
automatic alarm system.

It's... It's getting hot,
sir. Yeah, it's getting hot.

Ah. It generates its own...
its own built-in fire department.

The time device is just
ahead. Come on. Yep.

Wait a minute. You mean
we're gonna get inside that thing?

Yes. Quickly! You
know how to work it?

I don't believe we have to do
anything. It's some kind of a time bridge.

You step inside the tube,
and suddenly you reappear...

in the other one back aboard
Seaview. I hope you're right, sir.

All right. Come
on. Get in. Aye, sir.

These old relics really
are effective, aren't they?

I really didn't want an enlisted
man in my collection in the first place.

Take him to the
laboratory at once.

Now hear this, all hands.
This is the captain speaking.

We're lying dead on the bottom,

but our hull's intact, and
the fire's under control.

That means that, given time
for repairs, we can raise the ship.

However, the air revitalization
system is knocked out,

and until it's repaired, we're
dangerously short of air.

There will be no talking...

and no unnecessary movement,

no activity of any kind that
will increase the use of oxygen.

Needless to say, the,
uh, smoking lab is out.

That's all.

Chip, take over.

Aye, aye.

Kowalski. Get a welding
unit up to the admiral's cabin.

I want his door welded
fast. You got it? Yes, sir.

What is it, Lee? Those two men. If we
work fast enough, we've got 'em trapped.

Come on. Come on. Hurry.

Come on! Come on!

I think we've got it,
Skipper. Ah, good.

Now report to
Mr. Morton. Aye, aye, sir.

Admiral?

Chief?

Blood.

"Send help.

Chief."

Control Room,
this is the captain.

Control Room.

- Lee, where are you?
- In the lab.

Any sign of Chief Sharkey and
the admiral? They're not here.

Chip. What's the most powerful
portable weapon we have aboard?

Portable?

Uh, let's see.
The... The Mark 8.

The grenade launcher. Of course.

All right. Send me
one immediately.

Send it through the vent.
That force field's still working.

Wait a minute. Lee, you can't
use the Mark 8 inside the sub.

Who says I'm
going to use it here?

Now get it to me on
the double. Aye, aye.

Well, it was clever of
you to discover that light...

is the only weapon
which affects my collection.

Well, your own eyes don't
seem very good to me.

You're right. I've kept them
out of the light for so long.

Occupational disability.

However, my collection
is worth any sacrifice.

Don't you agree, Admiral?

Do you really expect me to?

No.

But no matter.

In a very few moments you will no
longer trouble yourself with such things.

Your own weakened eyes will only
produce an unemotional reflex action.

Nothing more.

In one sense I rather envy you.

I don't envy you at all.

This hobby business of yours...
that's, um... that's all a cover, isn't it?

What are you talking about?

Your collection of
soldiers, all officers,

men with a wide knowledge
of war and military strategy.

Now, in a civilization
which has eliminated war,

military knowledge from the past would
give you quite an advantage, wouldn't it?

How soon, uh...

How soon are your ready
to start your war, Alpha?

So, you've guessed.
Ah. Then it is true.

That was clever of you.

You have a brilliant
mind, Admiral.

I shouldn't wonder that, uh, you prove to
be the most valuable part of my collection.

How many rounds, Kowalski?

There's 10 rounds
in the magazine, sir.

That's enough to
blow up an army. Good.

What's the situation
in the upper corridor?

Uh, it's quiet. I guess those
characters decided to give up.

Ah. Very well. Get back
to your post. Aye, aye, sir.

Thanks.

Skipper, look out. Those
characters are in the vent.

They're heading for the lab,
Skipper. Do you hear me?

They're heading
for the lab, Skipper.

I hate good-byes,
don't you, Admiral?

But of course, from my point
of view, you're going nowhere.

But from yours, who knows?

Get him!

Can you hear me? Chief.

Hmm? Oh. Skipper.

You're hurt pretty bad. Oh!

Here. Let me put
a compress on this.

That's it. The light.

The light. Have you
seen the admiral?

Light! No, look. Take it
easy. Just take it easy.

Light! Save your energy.

Skipper. Admiral. There.

How much longer?
Almost finished.

That rocket launcher
was a great idea.

There's enough explosives here
to blow up the whole complex.

Leave enough time for
us to get away. Don't worry.

All right. There.
She's finished.

Come on. Get inside.
Come on, Chief.

Hurry. Okay. That's it.

Androids.

Both of them. Mmm.

That means that Alpha was the
only human in the whole operation.

If you can call a man
like that human. Ah.

Let's get chief to sick bay.