All language subtitles for Thunderbirds - 01x22 - Danger at Ocean Deep

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'Thunderbirds are go! '

Six more like Ocean Pioneer and we'll
have the most modern fleet afloat.

That's if my line
don't catch you up, Johnson.

My company wants to save money by
getting eight tankers like this soon.

Well, sir, three men looking after
120,000 tons of seaworthy steel

certainly makes
the balance sheet look good.

What is it?

The reactor's overcompensating.

Switch to manual. I'll trim it.

On manual now, sir.

Right.
Give me your readings as I trim.

0-5-4, rising.

0-5-9, rising.

There seems to be
a large amount of mist ahead.

That's strange.

Those weather boys don't usually
slip up. They didn't mention mist.

0-6-3, rising.

0-6-8. Still rising, Captain.

Yes, your ladyship, as chairman I can
say the men certainly appreciate

your doing us the honour today.

My pleasure, Lord Roden.

If you will just step this way,
dear lady.

A thoroughly excellent vintage,
Parker. Excellent, I say.

Indeed it is, Stephens.

A toast, Parker!

A toast to
Lady Penelope Creighton-Ward.

A toast, Stephens!

A toast to one of England's
fairest...hic!...roses.

Pardon me, Stephens.

'Course, dear chap, 'course!
To her ladyship, cheers!

It gives me great pleasure to name
this ship Ocean Pioneer The Second.

May God bless all who sail in her.

Oh, a lovely sight, Lord Roden!

It's incredible how they can fit
these ships before launching.

Man, she's a beauty!
Just look at that!

Oops! Och, my bonnet!

Hurrah!

As Ocean Pioneer II hits the water
for the first time,

the crowd goes wild.

'Yet many people's thoughts must turn
to the ill-fated Ocean Pioneer I

'that disappeared
only six months ago.'

- I'll say!
- Hold it, Scott. There's Penny.

'This launch
must have been a great thrill.'

'Oh, indeed it has. The flags,
the people and such a wonderful ship,

'although the bottle didn't quite
break with the pop that I expected.'

'Yes. Thank you, Lady Penelope.
And now, viewers,

'we leave the shipyards of Clydeside
and return you to the studio.'

Now we just wait
for Penelope to report in.

I wonder if she's found
anything interesting.

Parker?

Parker, can you hear me?

Loud and clear, m'lady!

Parker, where did you get
the champagne?

Well...well, m'lady,
it was such a good year, 1998,

it seemed a pity to waste it.

So I slitched it... I mean...
I snitched it... I mean switched it...

I thought that bubbly didn't hit
the ship with much bang!

Parker, what did launch the ship?

M'lady,

it was pure tonic water.

I'll talk to you about this later.
Meanwhile, I've a message for Jeff.

Ah, there's Penny.

Go ahead, Penny.

'My plan to launch Ocean Pioneer II
was successful.'

Yes, we saw the whole thing on TV.

Did anybody suspect anything?

'I don't think so. Lord Roden
was delighted I was there.'

Did you give the ship a once-over?

'Yes, Jeff, I did. But I found
nothing that indicated sabotage.

'I believe the ship is in no danger.'

I'm glad to have your assurance.
Thanks for investigating it.

'You're most welcome, Jeff.'

Despite what Penelope says
I'm still worried about that craft.

I don't get you.

What's there to worry you?

Boys, if Ocean Pioneer I
can blow up for no apparent reason,

anything can make sense.

You mean, it could happen again?

Exactly, Alan.

I've just got a feeling we're
gonna hear more about that ship.

Well, there's no use brooding,

our worrying over it
won't prevent it.

- Well, I'll be...
- Gee, already?

OK, John. Let's have it.

'A distress call has come in
from Oahu in the Pacific, Father.'

What's the trouble?

A typhoon just hit the island
and struck the hospital full force.

The foundations are crumbling.

Right, John.
Brief Scott when he's airborne.

'FAB. Switching to standby.'

At least it's not the tanker.
OK, Scott, on your way.

Yes, sir!

'Thunderbird 1 calling. Crossing the
Pacific on course 3-2-4 by 0-0-7.'

OK, Scott. Any more information?

A tidal wave has damaged the hospital's
footings. John's getting details.

We'll need Thunderbird 2
with double crew and pod 3.

FAB. Leave it with me.

- Virgil, on your way with pod 3.
- OK.

- Alan...
- Yes?!

You're due in the satellite.
That leaves you out.

Yes, Father.

- Gordon...
- Yes?

You double-crew with Virgil.

Yes, sir!

- 'Father?'
- Go ahead, Scott.

'I'll be landing at the danger zone
in two minutes... I've...Gordon...'

Tin Tin, get Brains up here.

Right away, Mr Tracy.

What's causing
the interference, Father?

Wait, Alan, Virgil's coming through.

I don't get it. Virgil's lost
contact too. This could be serious.

Ah, Brains! What do you make of this?

I'm afraid John in the satellite
is out of contact too.

I think it only
affects transmissions via satellite.

But it cleared itself then,
didn't it?

Yes, Mr Tracy, but the interference
appears much stronger this time.

- Alan...
- Yes?

You're relieving John anyway.
Can you leave now?

I guess so.

Brains, you'll need information
from the satellite, right?

Yes, Mr Tracy.

You go with Alan, then.

We have a communications blackout,
and that leaves us vulnerable.

We could fail on a job
for the first time.

Yes, sir.

- All set, Father.
- Ready, Mr Tracy.

Right. On your way, boys.

Well, Brains, there's
your recording of the interference,

but it seems a long way to come
to pick up a tape.

Not at all,
for a-analytical purposes

a recording made outside
the earth's atmosphere is cleaner.

I'll get you back to base so you
can find an answer. See you, boy!

See you! Don't forget
you owe me six hours!

See you!

Stand by for blastoff!

Is there no news yet, Mr Tracy?

No, Kyrano, nothing.
That interference is still with us.

It's terrifying to realise how much
we depend on communication.

You mustn't encourage one another!
It's probably nothing to worry about.

And Mr Brains?
You haven't heard from him?

No, Kyrano.

With all this interference,
long-distance transmissions are out.

As far as I know, only transmissions
over short distances are possible.

Between Thunderbirds 1 and 2,
for instance.

I suppose I'd better organise lunch.
It'll be just the four of us again.

Yes, Tin Tin. I guess so.

That will be the mail plane.

No, Kyrano, that's Thunderbird 1.

Tin Tin, it looks
as if Scott will be joining us.

No point in using the radio
with this interference!

Father, I'm coming in.
I just hope you're ready for me.

Hello, folks.

How did it go?

Fine. We managed to shore up
the walls with hydrostats,

but not before the
isolation ward collapsed.

Any casualties?

No. There were no cases in the ward.

- Are Virgil and Gordon OK?
- Sure, and muddier than me.

They'll be back soon.

We could contact each other close up,
despite the interference.

Well, that's something, Scott.
You'd better get cleaned up.

Sure.

Mr Tracy, the inter-telecast
on Ocean Pioneer II is almost due.

Thank goodness outside transmissions
don't have interference.

I'll watch the programme
while we wait for Virgil and Gordon.

Island dead ahead.

When Thunderbird 3 gets back,
the whole team will be together again.

Yes, and let's hope Brains clears up
the mystery of this interference.

Er...can I hear the tape
once more, Tin Tin?

Coming up, Brains.

R-Right, Tin Tin,
keep that sound in your mind.

Now, listen.

'And with her first cargo
of liquid alsterene,

'Ocean Pioneer II sails
the blue waters of the Mediterranean.

'Just three men, one ship

'and 200,000 tons of nature's latest
aid to mankind - liquid alsterene.'

Jensen, we're well clear of port,
check your radio circuits

instead of playing
with that confounded siren!

Yes, sir.

- Switch to auto, Number Two.
- Auto it is, sir.

Pioneer II to Pioneer base.
Are you receiving me?

'This is Pioneer base
at Port of London. Go ahead.'

Everything under control.
All systems go.

Our next check call time for 1800 hours.

'Thank you, Pioneer II.'

Steering course 2-5-9 by 3-5-4
at 53 knots, sir.

Fine. Well, Number Two, we'll be
home and dry in next to no time.

Can I see you in the lab, Mr Tracy?

Trouble, Brains?

'We've traced the interference,
but it presents a few problems.'

OK, I'll be right with you.

Set it up again, Tin Tin,
but measure the quantities carefully.

Yeah, go steady.

- OK, let's have it.
- Er, just setting up, Mr Tracy.

Can we have the original, Tin Tin?

Coming up.

Right, Tin Tin, microphone on.

Microphone on.

Our e-experiments show

that the close proximity of
a high-density liquid fuel

and a low-density substance
known as OD-60,

produces high-impedance waves...

..which can interrupt
and cut off radio communication

on our bandwidth
for a given distance.

Microphone off, please, Tin Tin.

That's the cause - now the cure.

Too fast, Mr Tracy.
The experiment is not quite finished.

No, sir, it sure isn't!

All right, what are we waiting for?

Observe the contents
of the test-tubes.

By even closer...proximity,

further chemical action takes place,

until...finally they...

OK, Brains,
what does it all add up to?

It adds up to a very large explosion

in whatever area
one finds both "A" and "B",

"A" being alsterene
and "B" being...

Alsterene, you say?

Yes, Mr Tracy.
Alsterene, and sea fungi

found close
to the Gulf Stream - OD-60.

It's used in dog food!
Scott, have you got a fix?

Yes, but it makes no sense!

Working on Alan's orbits
and the blackout times,

I land in the Mediterranean,

miles from the Gulf Stream.

This OD-60 is only found
in the Gulf Stream?

I believe so.

Lady Penelope could tell us.

How would she know?

- She judged the Allpets poodle competition.
- Poodle competition?!

"Allpets - the dog food that uses the
food nature provides from the sea."

OD-60!

Get Penny to find out

whether any OD-60 has been found
in or near the Mediterranean.

- And hurry - I have a hunch.
- A hunch?

Yes, Scott, a very strong hunch
that somewhere -

about here -
there's a great pile of OD-60.

But it's more than a hunch
that sailing out from here

there's 200,000 tons of alsterene
in Ocean Pioneer II.

75 miles from the coast, Captain.

Excellent, Jensen. Excellent.

'Port of London Pioneer base
to Pioneer II.

'Come in, Ocean Pioneer II.'

This is Ocean Pioneer II
to Pioneer base.

Our position is 3-5-0 by 2-1-0,
proceeding at 60 knots. Over.

'Good progress, Pioneer II.
A reception committee...'

Get rid of that noise, Jensen!

Lady Penelope! How very delightful!

Sir Arthur,
it's so good of you to see me.

It's this doggie book I'm compiling.

In the chapter on feeding,

I feel my readers will want
to know more about OD-60.

I know we can trust you.

We don't want everyone to know
where to trawl for our product.

Of course, Arthur.
You can rely on me entirely.

Thank you, Lady Penelope.

Looking at this map, if we follow
the Gulf Stream from its source here,

and around the coast of Florida,
we find the main sources of OD-60.

The main sources, Sir Arthur?
There are others, then?

Well, we...don't know yet.

Look...look at the map.

Just look at the distance
that we have to transport OD-60.

The capital costs
are crippling to my company.

We've put 150,000 tons of active OD-60
in the Mediterranean,

in the hope that it will flourish

and provide further raw material
for Allpets.

There is OD-60 in the Mediterranean?

No... We don't know for sure yet.

What a capital idea!

I promise I won't tell the girls
at the club. You can count on me!

I trust the mission
was successful, m'lady?

Yes, Parker. Sir Arthur
confirmed our worst suspicions.

There is OD-60 in the Mediterranean.
I must radio Jeff at once.

Ocean Pioneer II
is heading straight for trouble.

Ocean Pioneer II
from International Rescue.

Ocean Pioneer
from International Rescue!

It's spreading
to the lower frequencies.

It's no use. We won't get through.

All right, it was just a long shot.

Well, it's no use waiting for
a distress call. They can't make one.

Why are we standing around, then?
Let's go!

Pioneer II to Port of London
Pioneer base. Come in Pioneer base.

It's no good, Captain,
we're not getting through.

Number Two, trim your reactor
definition. You're two points over.

Very good, sir.

She won't respond.

Jensen, switch to manual.
I'll trim it myself.

Very good, sir.

Manual it is.

Give your readings as I trim.

We're overcompensating, sir.

Start your readings, Jensen.

Reading 0-3-9, sir, rising.

0-4-2, rising.

4-7, still rising, sir.

Speed rising to 80 knots, Captain!

Ocean Pioneer II to Pioneer base.
This is an emergency!

The reactor's gone too far!
Close down the radiation shields!

Jensen, steer on radar
course 3-7-0 by 2-9-8.

Boy, what a maiden voyage this is,
even the weather's deteriorating!

Steering on course 3-7-0 by 2-9-8,
at 85 knots.

85?! The engines won't stand it!
They won't stand it!

Jensen...

Jensen!

S-Sir...?

The radio, Jensen...

Call International Rescue.
It's...our last chance.

W-We can't...last long...

without air.

I-International Rescue...

M-Must call...
International Rescue.

I've found her -
drifting towards the danger zone.

'There's quite a lot of mist,
which won't help.'

I can hardly hear you.
The interference is worsening.

'I suggest we keep
radio contact to a minimum.'

FAB!

I'm going to try to land
on the deck.

Calling... International...Rescue.

Radiation...shields...in position.

Air supply...failed.

Over.

Gee, it's getting real thick!

I hope Virgil's not far off!

Just take a look at that!

Terrifying!

This is International Rescue.
This is International Rescue!

'If you can hear me,

'speak in the direction
of the lower port bulkhead.'

We'll never find the tanker!

Try to get through to Scott
and home on his signal.

Thunderbird 2 calling
Ocean Pioneer! Come in, Scott!

Nothing.

Now, where the heck is Virgil?
We can't afford to split up now!

That's him!
Calling Virgil in Thunderbird 2!

'Calling Thunderbird 2! '

There he is! Come in, Scott!
Where are you?

I can hear your motors.

You're somewhere
over to the starboard side.

Steer five degrees to port.

There she goes!

OK, hurry up, fellas,
there's not a moment to waste!

OK, John. On your way.

Right, Virgil. Keep her steady.

Here goes!

OK, Virgil. As soon as
John hits the deck, stand clear.

- How's it coming?
- I'm nearly there.

Here it comes!

Say, they look in bad shape, Scott!

Yeah, now come on!

Just look!

This can only mean one thing!
We must be right over the OD-60 now!

Virgil, come in and stand by.

Step on it, or we might not be around
when you get here!

On my way. How's Scott getting on?

He's bringing round the crew.

Captain, can you hear me?

Call... International Rescue...

It's our...only hope...

Well, I sure hope you're right.

OK, Virgil, you're right above us.
Start dropping.

Look out!

Hold it there, Virgil!
Down rescue gear.

Captain, lead your men off the ship.

I want you to know...

No time now.
Your ship is about to blow up.

It's what?!

OK, Virgil, pull away!
And make it snappy!

FAB, Scott!

There's no sign of him anywhere!

Thunderbird 1 from Thunderbird 2.
Come in, Scott!

The interference has cleared
but Scott doesn't answer.

He's just got to have made it!

Thunderbird 1!
Come in, please! Do you read me?

'Loud and clear, Virgil! '

OK, let's get out.
See you back at the base.

I still say that a ship
is a huge capital investment, Scott.

We should have tried towing her out.

Oh, sure, boy.
But would we have made it?

Who knows? It's part of the game.

Hold it. John,
how many rescues have you been out to?

I-I guess about a dozen, Father.

- Scott?
- All of them.

OK. Yet you still argue.

- We weren't arguing!
- We were just discussing.

Listen. For years, man has worked
to perfect material things,

and he's done pretty well
for himself.

If a building falls down,
he builds it again.

Life is different,

this is why the object
of International Rescue

will never change.

Your job is to save lives in danger.

And that's how it's gonna be -
always. Got it?

That's OK by me, Father.

Yeah. Sure, Father.

OK. Go and dip your hot heads in
the pool. I want to read my book!