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[beeps]

Aaarrr! What's that supposed to be?

It's a spy gadget!

I took it from an unmanned sub.

Yeah? What sorta spy gadget?

The newest!

Tsk! Whatever.

[grumbles] Huh?

Get rid of it!

Wha? Why?

Doesn't look new and all that shonky wiring!

Oh... that's... our wiring.

[groans]

[beeping]

Look at that!

Transponder signals from every vessel within 100 miles.

[snorts]

So what?

There! That's a World Ocean Authority sub, 12 miles away.

Now, we can avoid it. Still think it's useless?

Arrrr, I do.

That one's an EPIRB.

Is that some other useless thing?

They're vital!

It's an emergency distress beacon.

All boats have 'em.

They activate on contact with water.

So, that vessel is in major trouble!

Whoa! It's a Nekton sub, but not the Aronnax.

Fontaine's grandparents!

The Nektons have been looking for them!

And they're sinking?

[laughing]

Maybe this gadget's worth havin' after all!

Ah-ah-ah!

Fontaine...

My family are explorers.

We have been for generations.

While others look up to the stars...

We know there are an infinite number of things

that shine in the darkness below.

There are things lurking in the seas

that long ago vanished into myth.

My family are The Nektons.

And we explore...

THE DEEP!

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Wow. The sight of sleeping sperm whales never gets old.

Can you sleep like that, Jef-

Nice!

[gasps]

Fontaine, news flash!

I got a signal from your grandparents sub!

What face is that? Happy?

Oh, I get it. You've got company?

Why didn't you just say so?

Gotta say, I miss your usual snappy comebacks.

Anyway, I lost the signal before I could get the coordinates,

but it was definitely your grandparent's sub!

[gasps]

-Incredible! -Wow!

That's cool!

Uh...

Sorry, I thought you'd be... happy.

Mmmhmm.

Okay, I tried. Later.

There. Enough tape can fix anything.

Err, err, er...

Great work, Danny Buoy.

Ah, there's those coordinates.

Yaarr! A sinking Nekton sub. Ripe to plunder.

This gadget is the future!

Not if the authorities use it to track us!

Didn't think of that, did you, Finn?

The authorities don't even know we've got it.

Are you gonna tell 'em?

[groans]

Now, let's find that sub!

[grunts]

Ugh!!!!

Danny Buoy...

Not enough tape.

If the whales are really asleep, why don't they sink?

We covered this in-home school, don't you remember?

Finn, what are you up to?

So nice to hear your voice.

[groans]

Here are you grandparents coordinates.

Thank me any time.

How do I know you're telling the truth?

Would I lie to you?

You are a pirate.

Fontaine, I'm not just a-

Bye!

Hmm.

Talking to your girlfriend again?

She is not my girlfriend.

Then why are you giving her secret information?

Is it a secret? Really?

Would you tell Dad you told her?

What? No!

Then it's a secret.

Fontaine deserves to know where her Grandparents are.

She's a Nekton! She deserves scurvy!

Come on. Wouldn't you be worried if I went missing?

Don't answer that. Just don't tell Dad, please?

Well, we'll just have to see

if I can keep a secret better than you.

I have to tell you something.

What is it, Fontaine?

Finn called.

He picked up an EPIRB signal from Gran and Gramps' sub,

off the coast of Brazil!

What?

I know, I know, pirate.

But he has no reason to lie to me.

How could Hammerhead's sub pick up a signal

when nobody else has?

All the rescue services would know by now

if there was an EPIRB distress signal.

But what if Finn's telling the truth?

And they're out there, needing help?

It's about ten times more likely to be a sick prank.

Right Jeffrey?

Professor Fiction!

Indeed it is! Hello Nektons!

I have remarkable news! Better than remarkable!

Unprecedented news!

My hollow Earth theory is correct

and the Lizard people have made contact?

Incorrect.

Will, a satellite has picked up an EPIRB signal,

a very weak one, from your parents' sub.

I knew he wasn't lying!

When? Where?

Just now.

Apparently, they're off the coast of Brazil,

about 100 nautical miles from you.

This makes no sense.

Our last clue came from the Indian Ocean.

And the one before that was in the South Atlantic.

If my parents have been traveling so far,

why wouldn't they be in contact?

I don't know, Dad,

but we need to go to that location, don't we?

-Yes! -Yes.

See? Finn isn't so bad after all.

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We've just passed Lage De Santos.

Then you're almost at the coordinates.

Slowing to three knots.

I've just lost the signal. Can you see anything?

Not so far.

Professor Fiction gave us the exact coordinates Finn gave me.

It's got to be here somewhere.

Unless... maybe Finn tricked the Professor, too.

No, he wouldn't.

Wow, what a surprise, the Dark Orca!

Once a pirate, always a pirate.

[laughter]

Greetings Nektons!

I'm sorry, Fontaine.

But I think Finn's played us, and you, again.

Hammerhead!

What are you doing here?

Uh just a bit of... fishin'. What are you doing here?

Don't play games with me.

What do you know about my parents?

Well, I'm guessing they're... relatives of yours?

Oh, sorry, I think I've got a bite! Bye!

Well, Finn, I don't see an old folks submarine, do you!?

Umm...

Guess your fancy machine's not working.

What are they playing at?

You'd better answer, Finn.

So, wha'd we know about those missing Nektons?

Nothing. Just that they've been missing a long time.

Activating Stealth Mode.

Hm. Those Nektons are soundin' edgy. I like that.

Those Grandparents must be worth a fortune.

Or maybe they just care about their family?

No one cares that much!

I've noticed.

Madeline, what do you know about the old Nektons?

I'm not as close to the Nektons as Finn.

I know nothing at all.

And maybe that gadget knows even less.

And maybe it knows more.

Listen! We're going to find those old Nektons

and milk them for every penny!

Great idea, Dad! Right, Finn?

There's the signal again!

Looks like it's moved, a long way from here.

Follow it, Danny Buoy!

Fontaine: Aronnax? I'm outside the Dark Orca.

-What? -It's okay, they haven't seen me.

Listen, they've got some high-tech gadget.

I can see Gran and Gramps ID on the screen.

Fontaine: Finn definitely knows more than he's letting on

about their location.

Fontaine, come back. If they see you-

Fontaine: They won't. I'm in stealth mode.

Stealth mode? You took my knight?

What can I say? It was for a good cause.

I question that!

We're on our way.

Just stay exactly where-

I can't let this go. I'm going in.

Fontaine, wait! Fontaine?

[static]

See? There's just no reasoning with her.

That's Fontaine's wrist tracker signal.

So, we know where to find her.

And I do trust her to make good decisions.

Seriously? Taking my Knight is not a good decision!

We'll, tail them at a distance. You pilot Will, I'll direct.

Ant: What were you thinking, Fontaine?

Ant, quiet!

Ant: Taking my Knight, boarding the Dark Orca?

So, it's exactly the kind of thing you'd normally do.

But that's me! I'm, uh, creative!

Listen, Finn has Gran and Gramps' coordinates

on this gadget.

I want that information-

Whoa!

Fontaine? Fontaine, are you there?

Well, well, well...

What do we have here? A juicy little Nekton.

Madeline? You have traps set up on your own sub?

We have a rodent problem.

This is a very big trap.

You're a very big rodent. So, why are you trespassing?

Why have you got pictures of my grandparents

on that fancy gadget?

That's why you're here?

It's not to, I don't know, visit Finn?

Why would I want to do that?

Maybe because he's your boyfriend?

He is not my boyfriend!

That'll disappoint him. He obviously likes you.

He-he does?

Guess it's time to let you down.

Will, two different satellites have picked up the signal again!

The thing is, now the signal is moving.

Here are the coordinates.

What? That's where we're heading right now!

And the Dark Orca, too!

Do you think this is a set-up by Hammerhead?

Could they have already sank Gran and Gramps' sub?

They... are capable.

I am putting a stop to them right now.

Dad, no! You can't ram them!

Ah... Dad? Mom?

Will?

Uh...

We're under attack! Brace for impact!

Whoa.

Fontaine's on board.

You didn't really think I'd ram them, did you?

Never doubted you.

Shhh!

Hammerhead. You and I need to chat.

Did he say chat? Pirates don't "chat"!

Did he just... mute me?

Okay, you can talk now.

We know you have high-tech spyware on board.

Says who?

Will, Ant's gone too, and so is the White Knight.

[sighs]

He muted me? Nobody mutes me!

Hammerhead, if you know where my parents are-

Ya know, I think I do!

And I'll be demanding a big, fat ransom!

Where are you taking me?

Aww, are you still hoping to see your boyfriend?

Stop it, you're being ridiculous.

Am I? Well, I'll take you to my dad then.

Or is that what you want?

Why would I 'want' to be taken to Hammerhead?

Maybe so you can get closer to our "fancy gadget?"

That's how a pirate would think.

As if you'd know how a pirate thinks.

Fine. Don't take me to your father.

You'd like that, wouldn't you?

You're the pirate. You tell me.

Ulgh! My head hurts.

Okay, Hammerhead,

I'm willing to pay you for information about my parents.

That sounds like wages.

I don't work for you. I'm self-employed!

I'll decide what I want, and I want ransom!

That's still money.

I s'pose we could... barter.

[sighs]

What did you have in mind?

Oh, I don't know.

I give you information about your parents,

and you give me information about, oh say, Lemuria?

Lemuria?

But it's just a legend.

Oh, is it now?

Where are you, Fontaine?

Ugh!

Ant Nekton?

What are you doing here?

What have you done with my sister!?

Fontaine's here?

Ahh, maybe. Maybe not.

You know, for weird reason, she seems to trust you.

Aw, she does?

Yeah. But I don't.

Fair enough.

Did you pirates have anything to do

with my Grandparents' disappearance?

Whoa! What? No way!

We just picked up a signal from their sub,

with some new technology we 'acquired'.

Stole, you mean?

With style.

Were we here before? That dirt looks familiar.

It's dirty everywhere, we're pirates, duh!

[alarm wailing]

[gasps] The authorities!

Madeline?

Give me a real challenge.

[alarm wailing]

Dark Orca! Heave-to and remain stationary!

You're under arrest for spyware theft!

Oh no, we aren't! Hit it!

Pyrosome: Dark Orca, stay where you are. Stop immediately!

They're running!

With Ant and Fontaine still on board.

What the-

Aronnax! Stop your engines immediately!

Can't do that.

Deploy the defenses!

Uh... uh... oh.

Watch out!

Ahh!

The Nektons are ink bombing me! Keep pursuing them!

Commander Pyrosome, that wasn't us.

What on earth!

Commander, I say again.

Aaahh!

Move over. I'll deal with these subs once and for all!

Dad, no!

Danny Buoy: That wasn't me.

Pyrosome: Attention all Dark Orca and Aronnax crew members.

You're all under arrest!

All?

We'll never surrender!

I told you they'd find us!

Here's an idea.

Ant Nekton, trespassing on my ship?

Funny story. Finn captured me. Quite cleverly, actually.

Uh, it was nothing.

So, here's what I'm thinking.

You swap your prisoner, that's me,

and your stolen spy gadget, for your freedom.

Hmm...

Never!!!

Yeah, Nekton, never!

Seriously?

Who wouldn't go for that deal?

Both: Me!

Okay, um, gotta run!

[chuckles]

[panting]

Yaaarrgghhhh!

You scurvy dogs will pay for this!!!

Talk to your daughter. It's her trap.

Nice.

It was, wasn't it?

[Hammerhead grumbles]

You really want to start this thing up again?

Now and hurry!

Yes!

Okay, Danny. Follow me and bring that.

Pyrosome: Remain stationary.

Officers of the World Ocean Authority will board your craft.

Hammerhead's jettisoned something!

The spy gadget, I bet.

Doesn't want to get caught red-handed.

Pyrosome: I said stay where you are!

[laughs] Yeah!

Pyrosome: Nektons, I would strongly advise you not to move.

I have questions.

Commander, we're on the same side.

We were trying to recover that stolen technology.

You want it back, right?

Very much so.

Well, it's sinking fast.

And so far your people

can't even catch the world's worst submarine!

Do you really trust them to find something that small?

I'm satisfied with your statement.

I will retrieve it myself. Drive carefully.

Jeffrey!

Can you two please communicate first

if you intend to board a pirate ship?

Both: Sorry Mom.

Hello Nektons. And Fontaine!

Sorry, I missed you earlier.

[giggles]

Tell me you didn't jettison the one thing

that can trace my parents.

Actually, I did.

[sighs]

But first, I took down their latest coordinates.

Incoming.

That's-

Thank you, Finn.

See, he's not playing with us.

Oh, yeah, your brother mentioned you trust me.

Maybe, 60 percent of the time.

I can work with that.

Thanks, Finn

Oooooooooooo...

Well, this is it, the last location of the EPIRB signal.

Nothing on sonar.

The hydrophone's not picking up anything either.

There's nothing here.

You still think Finn's 60 percent trustworthy?

Well... I'm... I don't...

[sighs]

He's very smooth, I'll give him that.

Almost had me fooled too, almost.

[sighs]

Jacques: Can anyone hear me?

Anyone out there?

Both: Gramps?

Dad?

Dad, can you hear me?

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