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I wonder if you have any idea how much I miss you.

I didn't have anyone to tell this to. Well, that's not really true.

I think I wanted to share it with you because it's a love story.

What just happened to me

I don't know. it may be something I ate or nitrogen narcosis

maybe I've been at sea too long.

Anyway I was reading in bed last night

Come around to 0-9-0.

Take her up to 200 feet. Proceed at 30 knots.

Come around to 0-9-0.

Take her up to 200 feet. Proceed at 30 knots.

- Lucas, the hologram is babbling. - Yeah, so?

So I didn't call anybody up.

- That's not possible. - Precisely.

- I didn't do anything. - I didn't say you did.

But I'd appreciate it if you'd come over and take a look.

Yeah, I'll be right up.

- Help us. - What?

- You called me up here, didn't you? - Take a look at this thing.

Why is it so cold in here?

You had the repeat key locked.

Anything else?

No. Nothing.

- Thanks. Sorry I woke you up. - Forget about it.

- You sure you're okay? - Yeah, I'm fine. Thanks.

Help us.

Get away!

The 21st century.

Mankind has colonized the last unexplored region on earth: the ocean.

As captain of the seaQuest and its crew, we are its guardians.

For beneath the surface lies the future.

I thought you said it didn't hurt.

I said I awoke strangely invigorated. I didn't say it didn't hurt.

- Well? - Well.

You were either hit by a small German sports car,

or you encountered a professional wrestler in the last 24 hours.

I was hurled across my room by an apparition.

Or you fell out of bed.

Anyone on your staff study paranormal experiences?

Levin did a stint researching hypnotic regression at Cologne.

Good, thank you. Have him come to the Bridge.

There are also a couple of crewmen in Engineering who worship their warts.

WSKR tracking 0-9-0 off our coordinates at 0000 hours.

We're at 50 miles, traveling at 30 knots.

Captain, can you tell me, exactly what are we looking for'?

I have no idea.

- What about the corridor? - It was the corridor.

Was it inside or outside? Was there a light at the end of it'?

There was an exit sign. There were doors.

- Like in a hotel? - Yes, yes.

Now doors indicate choices.

A corridor or a tunnel may mean

anticipation of facing some desperate issues.

- Maybe behind one of the doors. - I wasn't dreaming.

- I'm getting music. - Let's hear it, Mr. O'Neill.

- She was wearing an evening gown. - Could it have been a relative? - No.

- Your late wife? - No. - I'm getting a big echo.

- Real big. - Sonar, forward screens.

- Now that's what we're looking for. - I have a WSKR view, Captain.

Crocker to the Bridge.

Mr. Ortiz, see if you can get me a name on that.

Send a probe in for a closer look.

Oh, my God!

It's the George.

In summer 1913 the George was on her maiden voyage from Southampton.

Five days out of Lisbon, she went down.

- I don't remember this shipwreck. - Well, it wasn't actually a wreck.

She just started sinking. Very, very slowly sinking.

All of the 900 people on board survived except for the engineer and the captain.

- There was a woman. - I'm afraid not, Cap.

All the other passengers and crew were accounted for.

Everybody had plenty of time to get on board the lifeboats.

2 days later, a fisherman out of the Canaries found them, guided them ashore.

The George went down 600 miles from the Canaries.

There's no way that a lifeboat could have traveled that far in 2 days.

Maybe that's why no one ever found her before.

No one ever thought to look that far out.

Then the war started and everybody just sort of forgot about her.

There was a woman.

If I may

I found some archival footage in the disc encyclopedia. It's not much.

Just this home movie made for the ship's owner.

Guess that's him with his wife.

- That's her, isn't it? - That's both of them.

Who is she?

Freeze it.

Captain, you've got to see what the HR probe is sending back.

Thank you. Shall we?

- I think she's the nanny. - Why wasn't she on the passenger list?

He's the owner of the boat. Maybe it was a last minute decision to bring her

and she was left off the list.

Bridge. Thank you for riding Mag-Lev.

- Commander? - I've got it right here, sir.

Put it on both screens.

The stacks are sealed.

That was an innovation of the George. Those are harbor covers.

They're supposed to retract once they're at sea.

They're closed here. This means the engine room may not be flooded.

Then, there's this.

A light coming from this porthole.

- Not possible. - And not a dream.

The George is full of air pockets. This is amazing.

It's more amazing than you know. The George has been sunk for 105 years.

That ship is haunted.

Captain, what did she say to you?

She said, "Help us!".

Come in.

Cut that out.

Put the lights on.

Just about ready to go aboard the George.

- Dr. Levin wants you to come with us. - That's great!

We're going to need your cooperation.

We don't know what we're going against, and I can't really define it.

Now here's the deal: Logical scientific methodology doesn't apply.

We just take that with us.

We're entering into a realm which defies logic

and all we have to depend on is myths and superstition.

Very cool.

You're going to come along as a bodyguard.

In many legends children are immune to the effects of the paranormal.

- I'm not a child. - We know this,

but you're the closest thing we have to one.

You two really believe this boat is haunted?

Yes. I don't know what that means but we feel we have to pursue it.

The pursuit of what you don't know but instinctively believe in

is what science is all about.

- Let's go. - Good.

We got a seal. Pressurized to 190 feet.

The air in the George is over 100 years old.

Oxygen under pressure transmits harmful levels of nitrogen

- to the body tissues. - We're torching the cargo lock.

- We'll be through in a minute. - All right.

- Watch out for signs of nitrogen narcosis. - Rapture of the deep.

Wear these badges at all times. They'll turn bright red if the air goes bad.

And I want these larger ones posted every 30 feet once we're on board.

If you do start getting heady just stop what you're doing,

take a breath of purified oxygen and get out of that area immediately.

- Captain, we're through the lock. - Okay.

Remember, positive thoughts at all times.

Keep imagining the white light of your aura around you.

We can breathe this.

- Okay, let's go. - Captain.

Oh, come on.

Captain, look at this.

- It's ingenious. - What?

It looks like the generator was converted to pull electricity

from the currents running over the ship.

- That would explain the light. - It would explain it, if it worked.

This would explain how they replenished their atmosphere:

osmotic membranes. Lucas, take a look at this.

Think of a large sponge drawing oxygen out of the water molecules.

Give me some light.

- Those are officer's stripes. - Captain.

Blew a hole right through his head. Suicide.

Shiver me timbers.

I mean that seriously.

There's nothing more unlucky than a suicide on board a ship,

unless of course it's the captain committing suicide.

We ought to get off of this barge before we know more than we want to know.

I want to know why this ship sank.

I want to know why the captain committed suicide.

- Do you want to wait in the launch? - No. If you're here, I'm here.

The unhealthy dead.

According to parapsychology spirits cling to the physical world out of confusion

or a need to deal with unresolved matters.

There's nothing more confused or unresolved than a suicide.

This is who threw me across my room.

Take your engineering team down to the lowest deck.

- Try to figure out what sank her. - Yes, sir.

Let's go. Come on.

We should get this over with before narcosis sets in.

- You feeling all right? - I don't know what I'm feeling.

Captain?

This is Chief Crocker.

I've found a water-filled room, starboard side, on the engine level.

Its porthole has been sealed with candle wax and

There are 3 skeletons inside. One of them is wearing an accordion.

- I think they were part of a band. - Everyone in the orchestra survived.

These guys didn't.

That's four people who weren't on the list.

Counting that woman you saw, sir.

Captain, this door is open.

Kristin!

It's fire.

Careful.

It's freezing.

You are meddling with forces you cannot comprehend.

I am the captain of the George.

Its fate is mine. I want you off my ship!

This is my torment to which you have no right!

"I hate him."

No. No.

Is there any reason why we can't just leave this place?

- Can you get up? - Yes.

Oh, my diary-.

There, my diary. I'm fine. I'm fine, really.

I'd just like to sit down for a minute.

What are you doing?

It's salt. It keeps the devil from the door.

- Is that why you spit? - No, sailors spit for good luck

in the face of adversity.

What happened?

I can't remember.

I hate him.

- Hate who? - Who?

Why don't you lie back, Doctor? Come on, lie back. That's right.

I'm gonna run an EKG. Maybe you could ask them to step outside.

Sure.

Let's wait outside.

- But I just put down the salt. - Please.

- Thinking about my aura isn't helping any. - Let's think about it here.

- Captain, did she say, "I hate him"? - Yes.

That's the last entry in this diary. August 26, 1914.

1914?

That's a year and a half they survived down here.

"This is the personal diary of Lillian Strathairn.

If you find it, please do not read it. But kindly return it to me:

care of the Deegan family, 18 Grosvenor Square, London."

That's the woman I saw.

Lilly.

- How can you know that? - I know.

"April 1, 1913. I'm about to embark on my first journey outside of London

and it's taking me around the world. What a day.

I've been given first-class accommo- dations by Lord and Lady Deegan.

And I've met a man whose simple presence causes me to swoon."

She's running a very low heart rate,

even with her mood swinging from calm to crying.

- She's asking for medication. - Shouldn't she have it?

She's asking for stimulants. I think she's had this encounter

- Well, we know that, Joshua. - Yes, but what I'm saying is:

I think she might still be having it.

- Chief. - Yes, Commander.

All levels below engineering are flooded.

The intake valves are broken off in the open position.

Somebody's been through here with a Sledgehammer.

The George was sabotaged. What's weird is

that it must have taken days to sink

by flooding it deck by deck through the intake system.

- Where are you? - Engineering, level two.

All right, I'll be right down.

I want you all to stay here with Dr. Westphalen. Especially you.

- Stay close to her. - Okay.

Can you hear the music? Would you do me up?

- The music? - From the ballroom. Thank you.

Stay with her. Don't leave the room.

You shouldn't go out there wandering around by yourself.

He's right. Don't leave the room.

Steward, fetch me a brandy.

- Get away! - You're not going to stop me.

Get off my ship.

No.

Get off my ship.

- Captain, it's this way. - Wait a minute.

I don't think so.

I've already checked those doors. They're all locked.

An engineer's insignia.

We've found the two people that went down with the ship.

The captain and the engineer.

Who were the three people I saw through the porthole?

Stowaways.

A dance card.

- There's one name written in it over and over again. -Lillian?

How did you know?

We have to find Lillian.

"Here lies sweet Robert Fitzgerald, my fiancé,

my unfulfilled love, engineer of the George.

Taken to God's bosom on May 13,1913.

With him goes my heart."

I don't understand.

- Chief. - Aye, Cap.

- You still have the diary? - Yes, sir.

Read me May 13, 1913.

"May 13, 1913. Today my beloved Robert passed away.

He contracted pneumonia while trying to fix the engine."

- We're on the move here, Cap. - Where?

Captain Wideman called it a tragic circumstance.

Where are you going?

Doctor, don't do this.

He's right to call it tragic, but more honest to call it murder.

I am trapped alone with him now. I have nothing in my heart but venom.

Where are you, Crocker?

I can't go on. I can't go on.

We're outside the captain's door,

and it's bleeding.

- My God, what is that? - It's the door to the spirit's earthbound sanctuary.

- It's where he feels he's safe. - Whose spirit?

- The captain. - It's bleeding.

Not really.

It's just manifesting our subconscious fears trying to keep us at bay.

I'll tell you what it is.

It's a cheap parlor trick by some desperate spook

and I've just about had enough.

Now that, that's a much better trick.

Doctor?

- What is going on? - I read some of Lillian's diary.

The captain was in love with Lillian.

But she was in love with Robert Fitzgerald, the engineer.

This drove the captain crazy. On the day they were supposed to be married

the ship sank. Listen to this:

- “As God as my witness - The captain has sunk the ship.

We need to get in this room.

I think it's safe for you, Lucas.

We need the ship's log.

- I hear the music. - Go with her!

You, too! Go with her.

Are you all right? Are you all right?

Is the log book there?

You get it?

Tell him to go to the ballroom. That's what he's looking for.

- Captain, go to the ballroom. - You all right?

Yes, I'm fine.

I didn't know there were stowaways. I didn't want to hurt anyone.

What about Lillian and Robert?

You kept them here, didn't you? You didn't let them leave.

I love her.

But she doesn't love you.

Where is Robert? Why isn't he here?

Robert died without guilt.

His spirit was free to cross over to the other side.

I doomed myself to this crypt.

- Why are you making Lillian stay? - Her own guilt holds her here.

Why is she guilty?

I don't know.

There's no way for you to get out of this place?

I need to be forgiven.

Have you asked her?

Lillian, why are you still here?

I can't leave. The pain is too great.

In your diary, you said:

"There's nothing in my heart but venom."

Is that what keeps you here?

He's what keeps me here.

I never wanted it to be this way. To hold you here.

I release you. Go to Robert.

Forgive me.

I forgive you.

Thank you.

- You all right? - I don't know.

Nathan, your badge.

All right, back to the launch. The inhalers.

I found the captain's log.

"Lillian has died. I am alone.

All I have left is my confession.

I flooded the George to discredit Robert Fitzgerald, ship's engineer,

so the woman who loved him would see him as a fraud.

I flooded the George to cause Lord Deegan to suffer

for ordering me to preside over their wedding

though he knew how much I loved her.

I meant the ship to sink alone, but Robert could not leave

without trying to save the ship

and Lillian could not leave without Robert.

For him who finds this book and finds our bones:

know that I, Captain Phineas Wideman

am solely responsible for the deaths of Lillian Strathairn,

Robert Fitzgerald, and the three poor souls who stowed away out of Lisbon.

No horror is unimaginable to the man who knows not love.

I'm going to the engine room."

Good night, sweetheart.

Hello, I'm Bob Ballard from the Woods Hole Oceanographic Institution.

For the last 1O years, we've discovered and explored:

like the Titanic, Bismarck most recently, the Lusitania.

Salvagers have begun taking artifacts from these ships, but if left alone,

modern technology could visit these sites

and turn them into under-sea museums for future generations to enjoy.

See you on the next exciting adventure of seaQuest DSV.