All language subtitles for Africa sotto i mari (1953)

Loading of the necessary material
for the expedition is complete.

The self-contained breathing
apparatus, underwater cameras.

New film containers,
books and portable fish tanks.

Fish tanks are Professor Krauss'
tools of the trade.

He is personally checking
loading of the material.

The scientist is the management
mind of our enterprise,

a cinema ichthyology expedition
in the Red Sea.

I wanted to raise the anchor,
but the owner of this schooner,

a rich shoe manufacturer,
asked me a strange favor

that had nothing to do
with my captain's assignments.

I was to force his daughter
to board the boat.

She could be found on a beach
a few miles from the port.

Her father wanted
to take her with him

to pull her away from the hands
of Pierluigi, a dowry hunter.

The girl was absolutely against this
and I was to take care of it.

You wait here.

I share Mr. Sebastiano's opinion

on the idle world of the
fashionable beaches, spoiled girls,

the dowry hunters
disguised as underwater hunters.

But I was to kidnap an heiress
who was capricious and overbearing,

probably ugly and unpleasant.

Ugly, for sure.
I could swear to that.

Nothing, Barbara?

Nothing, Pierluigi. How unfortunate!

- Is the treasure hunt ready?
- No. We are getting ready.

Alright.

Write "Telegraph your dad. I'll marry
Pierluigi despite your prohibition."

Barbara will find the bottle
with the message under water.

- You are phenomenal.
- I'll go place it.

So the prizes of that
treasure hunt were placed,

a game where an object
under water was to be found.

I had gotten the idea of
substituting the bottle for Barbara

with a different one
that had a different note in it.

That way maybe I would have her
come on board without her noticing.

- Look here.
- A necklace.

- How can I find it under water?
- Look for it.

A bottle under the cactus rock.

- I feel like I'm in a novel!
- Go on, in the water!

See you on the beach.

I found it!

- Here it is.
- I'll open it.

Come on!

Give it to me.

- It's crazy.
- You must do it.

- Then blindfold me.
- Blindfold you?

- Yes. It's fun.
- Let me see.

"Be blindfolded.
Walk along the shore."

"A speedboat is waiting for you.
Let yourself drift to the unknown."

- It isn't my note.
- This is a joke!

Barbara!

Where are we going?
Who are you?

How exciting!
It seems like a real kidnapping.

Watch out for the step.

How are you, Barbara?

Dad, another one of your tricks!

- I want to get off immediately.
- No. It will be a nice cruise.

- You'll forgive the kidnapping.
- No.

- Who brought me here?
- Our captain.

My pleasure.
I hope you enjoy being on board.

I won't stay on board.
Dad, I want to go back on land.

No. Your ladies' man
will have to wait a bit.

Don't insult my fiancé.

As for the trip, this is my answer.

Stop! Help!

Barbara!

Help!

- Man at sea!
- No. Woman at sea.

- Barbara! Captain!
- Don't worry. She is a good swimmer.

The coast is five miles away!
Have a good trip!

Help! Stop!

I have a cramp!

- Stop!
- Stop!

Our expedition to the Red Sea
began in this strange way.

Thanks to
Mr. Sebastiano's money,

Professor Krauss' dream
was about to come true.

We must reach Dahlak Kebir
before July,

before the big,
periodic migration of the fish.

The captain said we will make it,
even if we stop a bit

on the coast of northern Africa.

You won't regret having financed
the expedition.

Our work will obtain
great success, even economically.

I hope so! I manufacture shoes
and am no fish expert.

I trust you and the captain.

And I hope that my daughter
will settle down.

We'll discover a new world,
a huge contribution to thalassology.

- What did you say?
- Thalassology.

The science that studies marine
depths, fish, their environment.

- It is very important.
- I don't doubt it.

Now please excuse me.
I will go arrange my fish tank.

Thalassology.

While Sebastiano, in his own way,
meditated on thalassology,

the cameramen checked
the cameras.

Give me the brush.
The brush!

Stop dreaming.
The girl isn't fit for you.

- What girl?
- There is only one on board.

It's time for the radio appointment.

Franco, will you transmit
this telegram, please?

- Is it authorized?
- Am I censored?

Captain's orders. Without
authorization, it's not possible.

Please be kind.

Alright. I will transmit it.

- How can I help you?
- In absolutely no way.

- What did she want?
- Some information.

Give me that paper.

"I'm on my father's schooner,
kidnapped in a pirate-style way."

"The thought of you helps me
bear indescribable suffering."

"I will return more in love
than ever, my Pierluigi."

"Stop. Barbara."

Transmit it.

Navigation towards northern
Africa was proceeding well.

The route was easy
and the weather was good.

The only storm that could
have upset our journey

was the one that was clouding up
in Barbara’s soul.

She was forced for the first time
to submit to the will of others.

Hour after hour,
Africa was becoming closer.

Soon, in the established place,
our work would have begun.

- Bottom!
- Bottom!

First day of immersion
and initial shooting in Africa.

It's nice to touch the sea water
again on a June morning.

Remember shooting
of the pagurus.

Alright. Have a good day,
Professor.

According to Professor Krauss'
instructions,

I knew I was to go below
a 15 meter depth

to be able to find some pagurus.

It is a sort of very rare crab
that has the capacity

of reproducing its limbs
when amputated in combat.

This was our specific assignment
in the expedition.

Exploring the sea bottom
of the African continent,

collect specimens
of fauna and flora,

film the most interesting phases

of the existence cycle
of certain fish.

Our camera, sealed
in a waterproof casing,

was to film what remained
hidden for millions of years,

reveal the more intimate secrets
of the underwater world.

This is it. With feathers
like an ancient knight,

a pagurus bernhardus
is looking for a new dwelling.

It protects the abdomen,
which is the most vulnerable part,

with an empty shell.

When it grows
and its house becomes too small,

it exchanges it with a bigger shell
and solves the housing problem.

The pagurus, with
a tickling, caressing movement,

manages to detach actinias
from the rocks,

coelenterates with stinging organs,

and have them stick to the shell
that serves as a home.

The two animals live in perfect
harmony and protect each other.

They hunt together, an extraordinary
example of symbiosis,

an ideal association that can be
reached only in the animal kingdom.

The pagurus leaves a portion
of the prey to the actinia

that has helped in the hunt.

A cuttlefish, sensing the danger,
spurts out black liquid,

looking like a curtain of smoke
behind which it hides.

Another one of its defense weapons
is camouflaging itself.

Special cells allow it to take on

the color of
the surrounding objects.

When the male courts the female,
the colors become bright.

This is a cliona celata,

a characteristic type of sponge
of the warm seas.

It was now time
to return to the surface.

We had found good material
and shot a lot of footage.

We needed to get more on board.

- How's it going, Barbara?
- I am very bored.

Follow the work of our guests.
It could be interesting.

Great fun! The professor is
boring and the captain, unpleasant.

He seems pleasant to me.

Very pleasant!

- Franco, how's the work going?
- Fine.

- We are shooting interesting things.
- Can I put on the aqualung?

- I've never tried one before.
- No, it's dangerous.

They're waiting for me,
I must give them the film.

Let me try!

Just show me how it's done.

Alright.

Put the mask on.

Air and oxygen. Understand?

Now take it off.
I must hurry because I'm late.

Remember to take it off.

Franco!

Franco! What are you doing?

Barbara took the breathing device.
It has a little oxygen.

- Where?
- More or less, here.

We had to find her at all costs.

When one is not an expert,
the sea bottom is very dangerous

and her oxygen
could suddenly finish.

If we didn't find her
in a few minutes, she would die.

Just imagining something
like that...

It was a matter of moments.
We didn't know where to look for her.

Barbara was in mortal danger.

Enraptured by the sea bottom
landscape, she'd gone into cavity

where a deep sea fishing net
had trapped her.

Each one of her movements
entangled her even more in the net.

Mr. Sebastiano,
your daughter dove into the water.

- She'll be back.
- She disappeared.

Here she is. They found her.
A cognac, hurry!

- Barbara, what did you do?
- She was tangled in a net.

How thoughtless!

- You could have died.
- It's your fault.

- You shouldn't have brought me here.
- You frightened us.

You could've paid a high price for
this incautiousness. Take a hot bath.

If you make another mistake,
you will be sent away.

She insisted on putting
the aqualung on.

It was a very strange day.

It began with the pagurus and ended
with the search for Barbara.

She had no longer left her cabin.

She must have been devastated
by the emotion.

We had remained after dinner
to chat a bit.

And so, Captain?

I landed at Massawa with no money.

After a few days, the war
broke out. You can imagine the rest.

It must have been
an extraordinary adventure.

- And the girl?
- I never saw her again.

She must have gone back
to dancing in a Singapore club.

Professor, are you satisfied
with today's work?

Very much. I collected
magnificent specimens today.

The sea is a source
of great interest.

The sea, after a while, is
monotonous and makes you sleepy.

- Sleep, then!
- But it doesn't let you sleep well.

- That is the problem.
- Good evening.

Aren't you hot inside here?

What is it, Captain?

Is there a dance on board?

Dad, your humor is out of place.

- Don't you think, Captain?
- Don't be so severe.

- Did you already have dinner?
- Yes. I ate in the cabin.

- A cigarette?
- Thank you.

Excuse me. My lobster
is about to change its shell.

Let's play a game.

Tell me about your life.
It must have been very adventurous.

- What do you judge that from?
- The way you kidnapped me.

It was very romantic.

Don't be mistaken.
I just did your father a favor.

And spited me!

These things aren't my business.
Excuse me. I am busy.

Checkmate to the queen.

You're almost done for.
Play. It's your turn.

Captain,
you were very rude earlier.

I know, but I don't like to
remember how you got on board.

You've nothing to do with it.
It's my father's fault.

- Were you ever in love?
- Why do you ask that?

You would understand
what I feel.

- Who is that Pierluigi?
- My fiancé. Does it seem strange?

Absurd, I'd say.
Anyway, each to his own taste.

Captain!

- Let me get off.
- We are in Africa.

It doesn't matter.
I'll find a way to return to Italy.

Your father must give me permission.

Don't you have pity
for a woman who is suffering?

No. I don't believe much
in your suffering.

You are bored. That's all.

Take an interest in our research.
You'll have fun.

Forget the idea of returning
to Italy. It's impossible.

You are a monster!

Our work has taken
its normal pace.

We go out to sea very early.

Yes?

Barbara, come see my little
animals. They're interesting.

No, thanks.
I wouldn't understand a thing.

Barbara, come see.

Alright.

Look. This little transparent being
is a Carinaria Mediterranea.

Suspended under its body

it has a bag that contains
all of its organs.

- Heart, liver...
- It is a travelling beauty case.

- This is a...
- Jellyfish. I can get that far.

Right.
A Carmarina Hastata, to be precise.

It's probably the most
prolific being in the world.

It can have over
one million offspring.

One is enough for me!

These are hippocampus,
commonly known as seahorses.

They have the peculiarity of becoming
dark when they are irritated.

- It's strange, huh?
- Not really.

We are sometimes in
a dark mood. What is that plant?

It's an animal, not a plant.

Anemonia sulcata, very voracious.

It's always ready to grab a prey
in its deadly tentacles.

The tentacles of an octopus
that face a moray eel attack.

Finally some good shooting after
many hours of searching the bottom.

An exceptional occasion
for the camera lens.

Generally, in this struggle,
the moray eel wins.

Ferociously aggressive,
it has awesome teeth

that with just one bite
can detach at the base

one of the octopus' tentacles
to which it offers little hold.

The moray eel is always
the first to attack.

Even Barbara was curious in seeing
the natural environment

of animals that up to then
she'd only seen moving

in the narrow walls
of a fish tank.

Could I go underwater with you,
heroes of the abyss?

Come. We are in
an interesting phase.

- Have her put on a diving helmet.
- Alright.

Get closer.

There. Descend here.

For the first time, after the net
adventure, she was going below.

The diving helmet allowed her
to easily breathe.

The device is very simple.

The air pumped in the helmet
stops water from entering

and the big glass allows
for a perfect vision.

Between Masino and myself,
Barbara felt protected and safe.

I was glad that she joined us.

The underwater sea world, with
it’s fascinating and mysterious life,

with its thousands of marvelous
and cruel shows,

could bring her to understand
how until then

she had lived with eyes shut,
without realizing that around her

there existed more important things
than Pierluigi and a treasure hunt.

Here is another octopus
dealing with a lobster.

The terrible crustacean
is armed with deathly pincers.

The two are bitter enemies
and one will have to succumb.

One does not escape
the laws of Nature.

But this time the octopus will win.

It will manage to neutralize
the lobster’s pincers.

I noticed that Barbara
was observing with interest

these episodes,
the eternal drama of Nature.

Interested, but also frightened,

even more so by the
two octopus making love

than in the preceding struggle.

She felt like something
very small in this universe,

and not the center of the universe
she had thought before.

I believed that in the unreal
atmosphere of the sea bottom

her stubborn and rebellious attitude
was melting away

in the more human desire
of being protected.

A new woman
was beginning to emerge,

and I felt I was happy about this.

It's marvelous!

- You didn't get bored today.
- It's true.

Let's go back on board.
We'll leave at sunset.

Since that day,
following a direct course,

we navigated towards Massawa
where we were to organize

the last and most important
phase of the expedition,

the work in the Dahlak archipelago.

I was counting on the help of Ali
Kassin, an Arab pearl merchant

I had met in the past.

His friendship could be
very useful to us.

We had finally entered
the Massawa canal.

We navigated among
the rocky islands,

accompanied by dolphins
and seagulls.

The Red Sea climate
is not pleasant in the summer.

We all suffered from this,
especially Mr. Sebastiano.

Oh, yes, this is better!

June 20, 1952.
4 p.m. Arrival in Massawa.

Captain! May I visit the city
with you, if I am not a bother?

Yes, but let's get out of the sun.

- Good morning, Ali Kassin.
- I am happy to see you again.

I need to talk to you.

- Did you come from Italy?
- Yes.

- Let's go to my home.
- Yes, let's go.

Yes, brother.
You can go wherever you want,

but with 3 people at the most.

The island people are jealous
of your work and are suspicious.

You'll go with one of my sambuks.
He is Hussein.

You'll travel by land, and avoid
going around the coral reef.

- Hussein will deal with the carriers.
- Thank you. Goodbye.

Navigating towards
the Dahlak islands.

The wind is fairy cool,
the sea is slightly rough.

From Massawa, towards
the mysterious Dahlak islands

where we were to film
the fishing of pearls.

We were to find Hussein there,
who had preceded us

to arrange for the convoy
accompanying us to the lagoon.

- Captain!
- Yes, miss?

Will Hussein be on time?

Certainly. Ali Kassin is reliable.

He called you brother. Why?

It's an old story.
He says I saved his life.

And you know nothing about it.
You're too modest to remember.

Or was it kidnapping
that time too?

It is a story of no importance.

Look. Here's Hussein.

Take me with you.
I won't be a bother.

No. Those aren't places
fit for a woman.

Do you think your fiancé
would like it?

Excuse me.

- How's it going?
- We're almost set.

Alright.

Is the portable device ready?

- Yes, it's ready.
- Come here.

Bye, Masino.
You're leaving, lucky you!

Now we are here.
This is the pearl lagoon

which is surrounded by
the coral reef.

To reach it, we will cross
Dahlak Kebir, on land.

Are you sure you will find
the specimens we need?

Very sure. The lagoon is rich
with tropical fauna. Don't worry.

Franco, in two days we'll have
our first radio appointment.

Let's go.

I can't hide that I'm sorry
I won't go with you.

Unfortunately, it's impossible.
It will be difficult for us too.

- When do you plan on returning?
- In about three weeks.

We'll advise you via radio.
Masino, is everything set?

- Yes, everything is set.
- Goodbye.

- Goodbye.
- Goodbye, Captain.

- And good luck!
- Thank you, Professor.

Ready, Captain.

Let's go.

While the caravan moved away,
I thought of Barbara.

Barbara...
At the beginning of the expedition

I was already beginning to miss her.

- Dad!
- What happened?

- Where could Paolo be now?
- I don't know.

Let me sleep, please.
I am exhausted.

Of course.
If you keep on sleeping...

- Any news on the captain?
- No.

We haven't started
the connection yet.

The trip was tougher
than I thought.

But this morning
we are in front of the lagoon.

Even before we came out
of the mangroves

that hide the vision of the water,
we could hear the singing of the men

intent on giving the last touches
to the cleaning of our sambuk.

Ali Kassin had kept his promise.

- Everything is ready.
- Let's load.

Meanwhile Barbara, alone and bored,
sometimes went on land,

more often to kill time
than to kill some animal.

Miss!

- Good morning. Do you want fish?
- No, thank you.

- What is your name?
- Ali.

Let me see.

My father was an askari.

He had a rifle this high.

You are a good askari too.

Good for you!

Good morning.

Sorry, Miss, this boy is a devil.

No! He talked to me about
his father who was a good askari.

My son was a good soldier,
but he is dead.

- In the war?
- No, at sea.

He returned from the war
with a little bit of money.

He had bought a boat
that was almost new.

It was a good boat
and Ali liked it very much.

He was proud of it.

My son Abdi wanted to go back
to fishing mother-of-pearl

as he did before the war,

as my father and I
had always done.

In our days,
mother-of-pearl was abundant

and found at a shallow depth

before the great disease
destroyed most of it.

It is a tough
and dangerous trade today

and the fishermen
don't live long.

They remain too long
in water without breathing.

And the money is not enough
for the family.

One day, some shark fishermen

told my son that they earned
a lot with that sort of fishing.

Abdi decided to fish shark too.

Ali, my grandson, was not happy.

He wanted to continue
fishing mother-of-pearl.

He liked going under water
and getting big seashells.

But then he got used to it,
and together they did good fishing.

But once a big ray fish
bit the bait.

It is a very strong fish.

My son wanted to haul it on board
but the ray was stronger than him.

Perhaps he misplaced a foot.

And so...

A tragedy took place.
There were sharks below.

After a year, Ali's mother died too,
and he stayed with me.

I am a mother and father
for him, and we are now alone.

Poor Ali!

Come back, miss. Goodbye!

Our sambuk was heading
towards the waters

where they fish the bil-bil,
a pearl oyster.

On the morning of the third day
of navigation,

while on board you could smell
freshly baked bread,

we arrived near the sambuks were

as fishermen were getting ready.

We were to begin our research

and the underwater shooting there.

Bil-bil is found in very thick
and deep groups.

The divers immerge
at the same time

and then rest, between one
dive and another, on floating trunks

from which cables are attached
that serve as guides.

They dive innumerous numbers
of times in just a few hours

and reach a depth of over 40 meters,
remaining there for minutes.

The feats of our underwater hunters

are vanished every day
by these people.

A massacring life that wears
out the heart, lungs and eyes

and makes 40 year old men look old.

The pearls are the tears
of the righteous, says an Arab legend

and cost the fishermen
immense sacrifice.

Sacrifice and risks that are
compensated with a scanty profit.

Plus, these seas
are infested by sharks.

When the fishing day is over

and the wind begins to blow,

the sambuk head towards
a sheltered place

to spend the night.

It is time to open the oysters
and attentively inspect them

in the hope of finding
even just one pearl.

That one pearl would compensate
the work of an entire crew

and would give the owner
a big profit.

Nobody cares about eating these
oysters. They just want the pearl.

- Professor.
- Yes?

- Aren't you worried?
- About what?

- The silence of the others.
- We trust the captain.

- I'll take your rook.
- And I'll take your queen.

- Dad.
- What is it, dear?

Why don't you allow me
to join the captain?

- It would be madness.
- Why?

- When I say something...
- You are always wrong.

- What?
- You're right.

Joining Paolo! Who knows where
they are. With cannibals, maybe.

Worse. With sharks.
Checkmate!

Are you happy?
You made me lose.

- Another game?
- I'd love to.

- Good evening.
- Hello. What were you singing?

An old love song.

A girl complains
because her man is away.

Continue. Go ahead.

At sunset the fishermen finished
their hard day with a dance.

A strange way of resting.

And I surprised myself
by thinking of Barbara.

It was useless to try chasing away
her memory.

Early every morning

we began diving again
in the warm tropical sea waters

searching
for interesting specimens.

Among the strangest forms
of coral agglomerations,

standing out
with its particular architecture,

the madrepora macrostoma,
the roof-shaped coral,

under which the fish
find refuge from their enemies.

The wealth of the tropical
sea fauna has no limits.

There are thousands
of different specimens.

Here are some magnificent
specimens of platax pinnatus,

known for their dimorphism,

a complete change of looks
during the development period.

This is an acanthurus linoleatus.

Here is a blennioclinus stella.

And finally,
an ostracion lentiginosus,

the last living specimen
of prehistoric fish forms.

We tried to film the most
awesome aspects of this world.

The emotion of the
myriads of living beings

in the eternal struggle to survive.

The brightest colors,
the strangest shapes,

like the lagocephalus inermis,

commonly known as "ball fish".

Among the many fish,
there are some that are known

for being part of our gastronomic
traditions, like groupers.

Since we are here,

we'll fish a few for our meal.

The teeth of the moray eel
are now useless.

One day,
in going beyond a group of rocks,

we reached a very rare area
of the tropical sea bottom,

the submerged forest.

It truly seemed like
being in a forest.

A forest fallen into the abyss
for an obscure spell.

Everything here is silent
and no living creature can be seen.

This algae are poisonous
and the fish keep away.

Only the manta, the black devil fish
of the Red Sea, is immune

and even the two small pilot fish

that are always with it.

During the diving,
we found an abandoned hull

that had sunk during the war.

I was interested because I knew

that certain coelenterates
that we were searching for Krauss

preferred hidden and dark places.

But there were too many sharks.

Sharks usually swim
where the water is less clear.

They are almost blind,
so they want their prey

to feel the same way.

I decided to reach the surface
and dive without a camera.

It was better to ran that risk alone.

I'll go back down without a camera.
Maybe there's something interesting.

Be careful. It is dangerous
over a hull and at the depth.

Hussein, get the rope
and be careful.

When I reached the wrecked boat,
I looked for specimens for Krauss.

I realized that there were
sharks everywhere.

I had to find refuge in the funnel.

Masino!
Nobody is here anymore!

Dive in. I'm coming too!

They found me right away

beacuse of the air bubbles.

A tear in the breathing apparatus
made it useless.

A few seconds later
and it would have been the end.

Unfortunately, the incident
left consequences.

The arm wound is inflamed
and it may get infected.

I am very weak.

It's time for the radio appointment.
You stay, Hussein.

- Don't tell them I am injured.
- Alright.

Be careful, Hussen.
It is quite serious.

Here is the text.
The connection was interrupted.

"Captain slightly injured.
We'll give further news. Masino."

- It doesn't say how injured he is?
- It says "slightly injured".

- It seems clear.
- Yes, but maybe it's very serious.

- What can we do?
- Nothing.

- We can only wait for more news.
- How can you be so calm?

- When you connect again, call me.
- Alright.

Ali!

- I need you. Can I trust you?
- Of course.

- Let's go to the pearl lagoon.
- It's too far. I can't.

Listen!

Take me to the pearl lagoon.
I will give you lots of money.

No, it's too far.

I'll give you the rifle, alright?

Don't do it for money or the rifle,
but to please me.

It is the most important
thing of my life.

You go ahead. I'll join you right
away. My granddad must not know.

- Here I am, miss!
- We're not taking your boat?

No. We're walking to the village
and getting a huri boat. It's faster.

I don't know what
to think anymore. Well?

- No one knows.
- Where can she be?

Your daughter had changed.
She had stopped eating.

- When an octopus is in love...
- They stop eating.

- Barbara isn't an octopus!
- Don't worry.

- It's abandoned.
- It was a lovely, rich village.

They killed people
to steal the pearls.

Allah's curse dried...

- Ali, let's get this.
- No, it's rotten. It will sink.

Wait here.
I'll talk to the fishermen.

Come!

- How much do they want?
- Five pounds.

Here. Hurry!

Has Barbara disappeared?

Yes, Captain.

These are the exact words.
"We suppose she wants to join you".

This is all we needed!

If you didn't tell them
about my injury...

Now we must look for her.

- Hussein, call Nakuda.
- I'll go look for her.

You must finish shooting.
It'll take you a while.

- Here is Nakuda.
- Hussein!

Ask him which road Barbara
must take to join us.

- He understood.
- Then it's all clear.

Masino, see you
at the island of Dilemmi.

Captain, you are weak
and have fever.

Think about the work, and who
gets to the island first waits.

- Alright.
- Goodbye.

The thought that Barbara
wanted to join us

filled me with worry because
I knew that the shortest way

means a passage
in a stretch of very insidious sea

because of the underwater
currents and the big seashells

ready to clasp in a fatal grasp
whoever set foot there.

A small boat, the only one
Barbara would be able to find,

had little chances
or reaching the coast.

I had to stop her before
she reached more dangerous waters.

My fever was back
and my strength was giving out.

Only the will to reach Barbara
kept me on my feet.

Never before had I realized
what she meant for me.

To the Devil's Rocky Coast!
The girl is in danger.

Let's go!

Come on!

Come on!

Faster!

What I had feared happened.

The boat had capsized

and a seashell
had grabbed Ali's foot.

Luckily, we arrived right after.

Help! Help!

In the evening,

when the natives
were celebrating our survival,

I thought of the adventure
of the last few days.

My mission was over.
We had done an excellent job.

And Barbara had been saved.
That was the most important thing.

Captain, the child is fine
and can continue the trip with us.

The rhythm of the dance
bothered me.

I felt stunned and feverish.

- How are you?
- Fine.

But, you are sick!

Lie down here.

Try to rest.

- Feel better now?
- Yes.

I tired myself out a bit.

It's my fault.
I can't forgive myself.

I didn't think
I'd cause so much damage.

Don't think about that now.
What matters is that we found you.

- Safe and sound.
- Right.

- But you...
- Don't worry about me.

I will soon recover.

The expedition is over.
We'll return to Italy.

And everything there
will be different.

You will resume your past life
and I...

Don't talk too much
and don't say foolish things.

I am the captain here now.

Good night, Paolo.

We have begun our journey back.

"Received your telegram..."

"Please solicit the return.
Sebastiano."

- Dad will be happy.
- He didn't imagine all these

when he asked me to kidnapping you.

Otherwise,
he'd have left you with Pierluigi.

Everything seems so far away.
I feel so different,

that I've never lived until now.

I feel that I'm opening
my eyes for the first time.

Because you met a new world

and met men
who struggle to live,

and because you have suffered too.

Yes, it's true, Paolo.

I have changed because I saw
life in its real aspect,

but above all,
because now I'm in love.

To think that if we met
and we'll be happy together,

we'll owe it to a treasure hunt.

And this is how
our cruise in the Red Sea ended.

Krauss made important
scientific discoveries

and because other people
made interesting discoveries too,

even if not very scientific.

Sebastiano developed
a deep passion for fish.

I discovered the real Barbara,

and Barbara found love,
something that still today

is the most sensational discovery
that can de done.