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- We are constantly losing battles to the land people.

Battles we would win if it were not for

the World Aquanaut Security Patrol.

Oh great Teufel, show your face to Titan,

leader of the underwater city of Titanica.

All powerful Teufel, vengeance must be mine.

Only Marineville stands in our way

of a great and glorious victory.

All my subjects, your orders, destroy Marineville.

- Ah, this is the life, Milly.

- Of course Henry,

I always know what's best for you.

It's about time we got away from noise and crowds.

- You're right Milly, you sure are.

Being an Admiral's okay-

- Now you just relax Henry, we're on a beautiful island,

now just enjoy it.

- Yeah, just think, not another person

within 300 miles of us.

- Henry? - Yeah, what is it?

- Someone, someone's at the window.

- Well, how could it be?

We're completely alone on this island.

- But I tell you Henry, there was someone at the window.

- Now Milly, we spent all this dough

buying ourselves a private island

so we could be alone and lead a-

- Henry, it's there again.

- All right, all right Milly, calm down.

Now, let's take a look outside.

Now, what did I tell you, Milly?

No one there.

- But there was a face at the window,

a strange unearthly face.

Be careful, Henry.

- All right Milly, all right.

Milly, take a look at this.

- Well, what did I say Henry?

I knew that there was someone.

- And just keep close by me, Milly.

- Turn around very slowly.

- Oh, Henry.

- Make a foolish move, and I will destroy you both.

- Henry. - Hush, Milly.

Do just as he says, he means business.

- I am Gadeth, the enemy of you

and all the accursed Terraneans.

My mission is to destroy Troy Tempest and capture Stingray,

and you are going to help, Admiral.

- Attention, Stingray crew

to report to control tower immediately.

- Seems it came from Admiral Carson.

- Didn't he retire a year or two back?

- Right, he bought an island in the Pacific.

Now here's the message.

"Lives in danger, request Stingray's aid immediately.

Proceed with vigour."

- Proceed with vigour?

Say, that's the WASP code to warn of a trap.

- Right again.

- I guess it means there's more to it

than just a call for help.

- You betcha, this is a full scale emergency.

- We're on our way, Commander.

- Okay Troy, you'll need someone who knows the country.

Better take Marina.

- Okay Marina?

Stingray crew standing by at action station control.

- All right Atlanta, sound launch stations.

- Yes, sir.

- Here we go, just sit tight Marina.

- Stingray launch, stage one complete sir.

- Right Atlanta, in view of that code message,

we oughta be prepared for an attack on Marineville.

- Yes sir.

- Attention, this is Marineville control.

All personnel stand by for battle stations.

- Tower from Stingray, are we clear to leave Marineville?

- Clear to go, Stingray.

Tower to power plant, commence battle stations procedure.

- Battle stations, battle stations,

battle stations, PWOR.

- Acceleration, right six. - Right six.

- Set course for Lull. - Turn in to Green 45.

On course for the island of Lull.

- Good work Admiral, soon Stingray will arrive

in answer to your distress signal.

Her crew are doomed, and the ship will be mine.

Now go ahead of me to my underwater craft.

- You don't stand a chance.

Stingray will be here in an hour.

- That means Troy Tempest has just one hour left to live.

- One hour at rate six.

That makes the island of Lull dead ahead.

- Thanks Phones, reduce to rate one.

Give me surface video scan.

No visible sign of trouble.

Down SVC, stand by to service.

- Standing by. - Right.

Blow one. - Blow one.

- We're going ashore.

Say, is that toy fish aboard?

- Yeah, but this is no time for practical jokes.

- This is no joke.

I've got an idea we're going to need it.

Blow three, five, and seven.

We're going ashore to investigate, Marina.

Will you be okay here?

- Good, Stingray has arrived.

Now you are aboard my craft,

there is nothing you can do to save them.

- You fiend, you can't just sit there and,

and watch them go to their deaths.

- But I can Admiral, that is my mission.

And when they are destroyed,

I will be free to take Stingray.

- What do you make of it, Phones?

- I don't know.

Well the doors open, let's take a look.

- Hold it, I'm not taking any chances.

Bring the toy fish. - But Troy.

- Just do as I say Phones, do as I say.

- Just a few minutes and Troy Tempest will be no more.

- Henry, you must stop him.

- Quiet Milly, the WASPs know what they're doing.

- I sure hope you know what you're doing, Troy.

- That makes two of us.

Okay, here we go.

Now just imagine that fish is us, walking towards the house.

Let's see what would've happened.

Keep down, Phones.

Just as I figured, a booby trap.

- Yeah, we could have walked right into it, but for you.

- You and the Admiral's code, come on.

- So the famous Troy Tempest is cleverer

than I gave him credit for,

but the next time I will make certain.

- Look, Troy.

- That's our baby, and I reckon the Admiral and his wife

are prisoners aboard.

Let's get back to Stingray fast.

- Somehow Tempest must have been warned of a trap.

Well done Admiral, but you will suffer for your foolishness.

- I don't scare easy.

You don't stand a chance with Stingray.

- But you do not know about my base.

There I will be safe.

- Flood the cue. - Flood cue.

- Okay Phones, start sound scan.

They've got a head start.

- Green 0-0-2. - 0-0-2.

- Sound scan reports rock formation ahead.

- Decelerate to investigation cruise.

- Red 1-3-2, there's a tunnel entrance dead ahead.

- Well Phones, they must have gone into the tunnel.

- Yeah, and it's too small to take Stingray.

We could follow in the Aquasprites.

- No good Phones, too much noise.

We wanna sneak up on them.

- Then there's only one answer.

Let's put on our skin suits and use our Sea Bugs.

I'll get ‘em.

- Now, now hold it Phones, not so fast.

It's too risky.

We're not certain of the length of that tunnel,

and our air supply could give out.

- Yeah but Skipper, the Admiral and his wife,

they're in danger.

- I know that, but we wanna stay alive to help them.

We'll have to take a sounding

and figure the tunnel's length.

Get to it, Phones.

- Well, I'd say the tunnel's about three miles long

with a cave at the end of it.

- Well, that's it.

The air supply would never last out.

- Phones, the escape hatch.

- Marina. - Marina!

- She must have heard us, she's going into the tunnel.

- I guess she figured she'd be the only one to help,

because she can breathe on the water.

- Get the Sea Bugs, we're going after her.

- But we'll never make it.

- We've gotta make it.

- Step on it, Phones. - Just a minute.

There, that does it.

- So Troy Tempest sends a woman to fight his battles.

Come over here.

One false move and I'll fire.

- Troy, I've got trouble with my Sea Bug.

My speed's dropping.

- Okay Phones, keep calm, I'm staying with you.

- You go on, Troy.

Our air won't last at this speed, and that's for sure.

- I'm staying with you, Phones.

Just keep going at the best speed you can get.

- Now, what are Troy Tempest's plans?

Speak, do you hear me? Speak.

- Leave her alone, you crazy fool.

- Quiet, Marin, we must make the girl talk.

Fix things up at once.

- Yes, Gadeth.

- How much, how much further Troy?

My air's running low.

- And mine Phones, we've gotta keep going.

This tunnel can't be much longer.

- Leave me Troy, you can make it.

- Either we both make it or we both don't make it.

I'm staying with you.

- Now talk or you will die.

When the flame reaches the line, a swordfish will drop.

You have less than 10 Marine minutes to speak.

- My air Troy, it's finished.

Go on, you'll have to leave me.

- Keep going Phones, keep going.

- Five Marine minutes left, speak, speak!

What are Troy Tempest's plans?

- Phones, grab my hand.

My air's going too, must keep going.

- Are you okay, Phones?

- I guess so, thanks Troy.

- Forget it, let's go find Marina.

- Let the girl go.

Can't you see she knows nothing?

- You must be crazy, just crazy.

- Speak girl, you have less than two minutes.

Troy Tempest sent you here alone.

He was willing to risk your life.

He doesn't care about you.

- Don't move, anyone. - Tempest!

- Release her, or we fire.

We gotta stop that candle burning.

One of us will have to draw their fire.

- That means me, Troy.

You're a better shot than I am anyway.

- We haven't got time to play this cool, Phones.

When I give the word, dive into the open

and blast that rock.

Now!

- Don't shoot, we surrender.

- Keep them covered, Phones.

- He did it, Troy Tempest did it.

- Are you okay, Marina?

Don't worry, we'll soon have you out of this.

- Heavens, that was a close thing.

- You're right there, Milly.

Oh, that girl's tops.

They tried to make her a talk-

- But she just wouldn't give you away, Captain.

- No sir, she didn't say a word.

- Well, there's a very good reason for that, Admiral.

- You see, she can't speak, she doesn't know how.

- And even if she could,

I know she wouldn't have let us down.

Am I right, Marina?

- Attention, Marineville tracking station calling.

Missile approaching, impact 30 seconds.

- Emergency, battle stations.

- Power plant battle stations.

- Fire WASP interceptor.

Tower to tracking station,

imperative source of missile was located.

- Approximate location ascertained, Commander.

Position South Southwest 1800, references 2021 and 22.

- That's a 200 mile radius.

Can't you get any closer than that?

- Negative sir, only approximate position available.

- Okay tracking station.

Alert jet squadron and Stingray, Atlanta.

I want that area searched. - Yes sir.

- Tower from Stingray, seaborne.

- Okay Troy, proceed at full speed

to position South Southwest, 1800 reference 2021 and 22.

Thorough search of area vital, priority one.

- Okay sir, we're on our way.

- Central control to jet squadron, scramble.

- Approaching search area, Troy.

- Okay Phones, start sound scan.

- Area reference 20, negative.

- Right, moving to area 21.

- Area 21, negative.

Apart from an island, that is.

- Okay Phones, stand by to surface.

We'll check it out, blow one.

- Can you see anything, Troy?

- No Phones, this island's deserted.

That missile couldn't have come from there.

- I guess we better check area 22.

There's nothing here.

- Doesn't seem to be.

How about you Marina, can you see anything?

Okay, that's it then.

Tower from Stingray, areas 20 and 21 negative.

Proceeding to area 22.

Tower from Stingray, missile launched

from island at area 21.

- Fire WASP interceptor. - Yes sir.

- We'll finish that missile before it has a chance

to get so close this time.

Okay Troy, investigate the item, but use extreme caution.

- There must be some kind of base beneath the island.

The easiest way to enter would be down the crater.

- Yeah, but we could meet another missile on its way up.

- Exactly, come on, we'll dive

and take a look around beneath the water.

There could be another entrance down there.

Okay Phones, now keep looking for some kind of opening.

- There Troy, a cave mouth.

- Yeah, it could lead us to the base of the volcano.

Let's take a look.

- There's a shaft above us, Troy.

- And I can see light.

Okay, we're going to surface Phones.

Blow one. - Blow one.

- Okay Phones, let's take a look at that tunnel

at the far end. - Right.

- Marina, you just sit tight.

- Troy, what's that?

- I don't know, but I don't like it.

Phones, my arm, I can't move it.

- I can't move mine either, it's numb.

- It must be a paralysing ray of some kind.

I can't move a muscle.

- Troy I can hardly speak.

- Welcome to our base, Captain Tempest.

You are beneath the island of Barl.

- Who are you, what do you want with us?

- All you need to know is that

we are going to destroy Marineville,

and you are going to help us.

- You're crazy, I'll never do that.

- Ah, but you will, Tempest.

All we require is some information.

- You'll get nothing out of me.

- No sir, me neither.

- I know you are both brave men.

It would be a lengthy business

trying to make your talk unaided, but talk you shall.

Show them, Chidora.

- Marina! Release her, do you hear me?

Release her.

- Shut up and listen, Tempest.

I want to know on what frequencies

Marineville's interceptors work.

- I get it, you'll jam the interceptors

so your rockets can get through in destroy Marineville.

- Very smart, Troy Tempest.

Now give me the information or Marina will suffer.

Explain, Chidora.

- It is simple.

As I turn this control, the electronic power increases.

Marina will be quite safe

until 1000 Marine volts are reached.

Then she will die.

- Let her go, do you hear me? Let her go!

- Certainly Tempest,

when I have the correct interceptor frequencies.

- Troy, if we tell him, Commander Shore, Atlanta,

all of Marineville will be wiped out.

- And if we keep quiet, Marina dies.

- Well Tempest, we're waiting.

- No deal fella, it's three lives against thousands.

- Very well, Chidora, the voltage.

300 Marine volts.

She can feel nothing yet Tempest,

but the power is increasing.

Only 200 Marine volts to go.

So you still refuse to cooperate?

Very well, full power, the fatal dose!

- Okay, shut it off, I'll talk.

- Well Tempest, the frequencies?

- 2000 megacycles, ultra 975, fittick 00 DAC.

- Very well.

Take them to the cell, Chidora.

They will remain our prisoners.

- In you go and hurry.

Nucella and I have much work to do on the missile

that will destroy your wonderful Marineville.

Farewell for the present.

The prisoners are secured.

- Good, now we must alter our missile frequencies.

Come, Chidora.

- What now, Troy?

- Quick, give me one of your buttons.

- A button?

Troy, have you gone crazy?

- Don't argue Phones, we haven't time.

The button, quickly.

Marina, start ripping that cushion cover

into strips, will you?

- Now what's this all about?

- Stick around and you'll see.

- Now work on the new frequencies.

This is going to a long job, Chidora.

- Right, let's hope Lady Luck is smiling at us.

Here goes.

Now we gently pull it in.

Missed, now this time it's gotta work.

- Double metric, 17 megavolts, dynamo set 25 degrees.

- That means the electrostatic gauge reads 7,000 gyrometers.

- Check, increase hydrometer three-quarters of a megacycle.

The weather report is favourable for firing

at first light, Nucella.

- Good, the rocket will be ready, this time will not fail.

Marineville will be destroyed.

- The key, you got it Troy, now easy does it.

Has it come loose, Troy?

- I don't know, we'll soon see, nearly there.

- Troy, I hear footsteps. - Right.

- We are going to our quarters now to rest, Tempest.

The rocket will be fired at dawn,

and you will be able to watch

the destruction of Marineville on our monitors.

Until dawn then, good night.

- Oh boy, was that close.

I thought surely he was gonna notice the key had gone.

- Yeah, me too.

I wanna take a look at that missile.

We'll wait until things quiet down, then we start.

- Are you nearly through, Troy?

It's about an hour til dawn.

- Okay Phones, but I can't rush this job.

One false move and we'll all be blown to paradise.

- Now he tells me.

- Still no word from Stingray crew, hey Atlanta?

- No sir, oughtn't we to send out search planes?

- Yeah, we'll give them another two hours.

- Well we made it back okay, Phones.

- Yeah, justin time.

- Missile ready for launch, Nucella.

- Very well, now.

- Missile launch complete.

- Get the prisoners from the cell.

I wish them to see the rocket strike.

- Attention, Marineville tracking station calling.

Missile approaching, impact three minutes.

- Emergency, emergency, fire WASP interceptors!

- Tracking station to Marineville.

Interceptors negative, missile unchecked, impact 30 seconds.

- What's happened, Father?

- Missiles' homing frequencies have been changed.

We'll never destroy it now, there's nothing we can do.

- When the light reaches the end of the path,

Marineville will be finished.

- Attention, attention.

Missile approaching Marineville, impact five seconds.

- Oh Father. - This is it, Atlanta.

- Father, what happened?

It didn't explode, we're okay.

- Yeah Atlanta, for how long?

Attention Marineville, emergency remains.

Rocket disposal squad will get to work

on that missile immediately.

I want a report as soon as possible.

What in thunder is keeping that disposal squad?

They've been working for hours on that missile.

- Yes, and at any time we could all be blown sky high.

Oh wait, here comes the Lieutenant.

- Missile was safe, sir.

In fact the warhead had been disarmed

before it hit Marineville.

- How's that, Lieutenant?

- I think this note will explain, sir.

We found it in a red container

near the main centrifugal contact region.

- Atlanta it's from Troy. - From Troy?

- This note explains that they are prisoners in a base

beneath Wild Island.

Say, the old son of a gun disarmed that missile.

- He saved us.

- Yeah, now we gotta save him, if it isn't too late.

- Attention undersea base.

Release your prisoners or we will attack.

You have 30 seconds to surrender.

- They will not attack while

we have Tempest and his friends.

- That's where you're wrong.

Every member of the WASPs is prepared to die

if they have to.

If you don't surrender, I guess we'll all die.

- They have nothing.

- Yes, we are quite safe as long as we have Tempest with us.

- They are attacking.

They have abandoned Tempest and the others.

- No, no, it's still a bluff, they will withdraw.

- No they won't Nucella, we're all doomed.

- The base, the base is on fire, they will destroy us.

- Release the prisoners, Nucella.

It is our only chance.

Terranian aircraft, we surrender, we surrender!

Stop the attack, we surrender!

- Jet squadron Spearhead from Stingray.

We have been released, undersea base has been abandoned.

We have a couple of prisoners on board.

- Roger Stingray, we'll leave it to you.

Good hunting.

- I'll call you with more details soon.

- Right, thank you, sir.

- We've got trouble.

- We've got trouble, all right.

- Mauritimus reporting to Solarstar base.

Approaching target area.

Missile ejector on target.

Five miles, firing now, contact.

Mauritimus to Solarstar base,

test firing is a complete success.

Devastation force 10 plus,

returning to Solarstar to report.

- Marineville control to Stingray.

Marineville control to Stingray, come in Stingray.

- Stingray to Marineville, go ahead Atlanta.

- Proceed to position South Southwest 1500,

reference five Troy,

and investigate the mysterious destruction

of the deserted island of Sandmay.

- Okay Marineville, changing course, report later.

- Mauritimus to Solarstar base,

approaching the inner sea of Solarstar.

Present depth, two miles below

bottom of Pacific Ocean.

Mauritimus to Solarstar base.

Now below the Earth in the Solarstar Sea,

approaching Solarstar.

Mauritimus to Solarstar base,

request permission to enter city.

Mauritimus to Solarstar control, disembarking.

I will report to our Mighty Leader in five Marine minutes.

- Attention all Solarstar,

I, your Mighty Leader, summon Korda, my advisor.

Korda, report to your Mighty Leader at once.

- Mighty Leader, I am here to advise you.

May I see your face?

- I have decided that now we know

our powerful missile ejector is successful,

we are ready to launch our attacks on the Terranians.

- Yes, long have we awaited the day

when we take over the surface lands.

- With our new weapon of destruction,

the Terranians will not withstand our might.

One missile from our cannon will set up a chain reaction

and destroy an entire land mass,

even an entire continent if necessary.

I am now ready to receive Mauritimus.

- Of course.

Mauritimus, the Mighty Leader awaits you.

Mauritimus comes now, Mighty Leader.

- The Medal of Honour, Korda.

Mauritimus has earned a decoration for his work this day.

- Mighty Leader, may I stand before you?

- Come Mauritimus, let me see the face of a truly brave man.

For your bravery and devotion to duty,

you will have the honour to lead the attack

on the surface land.

You will begin the invasion by destroying the West Coast

of the area known as the United States of America.

- Say Troy, sounds like another craft in the area,

about 10,000 feet down.

- Okay Phones, get a bearing on it.

We'd better check it out

before proceeding with Marineville's instructions.

- It's moving real fast, Troy.

But I don't figure it is constructed

of a material I can identify.

- Right, let's go down and take a look.

Okay Phones, dive. - Dive, dive, dive.

- Main ballast, 1000. - 1000.

400 feet, unidentified craft increasing in speed.

- Okay, let's get after it.

Increase rate of dive, main ballast 3000.

- Main ballast 3000.

2000 feet.

- Increase speed to rate three.

- Rate three.

Say, the other craft is rising.

- Yeah, I can see it at Red 002.

Keep at a safe distance, Phones.

We'll observe it for a while.

I want to know some more about it.

- Right, it doesn't seem to have spotted us.

- We seem to be heading for the west coast of America.

- I don't like it, Phones.

I don't like it one bit.

- Why, it's surfacing, Troy.

- Okay Phones, blow one. - Blow one.

- Mauritimus to Solarstar base.

Preparing missile ejector

for attack on West Coast of America.

Mauritimus to Solarstar, on target.

20 Marine seconds to firing,

setting missile to full power.

- It stopped, do you think we've been spotted?

- No look, there's a gun mounted on it.

It's taking aim.

Phones, number one sting.

- Number one.

- 10, nine, eight.

- Fire, number one sting - Fire one.

- Three, two, one.

Good shooting, Captain.

- Mauritimus to Solarstar.

I am under attack.

Abandoning craft in escape unit.

- Reduce speed to rate one, we'll pick up survivors.

- No sign of survivors, Troy.

- Hmm, I'm not surprised.

Let's collect some samples of the wreckage for analysis.

We've gotta find out what this is all about.

How much longer are those scientists

gonna be with their report?

- Hold on, Troy.

You only brought the wreckage in two hours ago.

- I know sir, but all the time we wait,

the whole world could be in danger.

- We can't move, Troy,

until we know where that craft originated from.

I'm hoping the lab boys can tell us.

- Have the location scanners picked up

the Terranian base, Korda?

- A submerged ocean door has been traced

on the West Coast of the United States of America.

From soundings taken, base is 10 miles inland,

and our surface intelligence tells us

its name is Marineville.

- Then Mauritimus will make all speed to the area

in Missile Ejector number two.

This Marineville must be wiped out.

- Marineville scientists say there's no doubt

the materials used to build the alien craft

came from the undersea area around position

South Southwest 2100, reference nine.

- That's the West Pacific, let's check the ocean map.

- Reference nine?

Why, that's one of the deepest parts of the sea

in the entire world.

- Don't worry, we'll make it in Stingray.

- Yes, you'd better start proving that Tempest.

Atlanta, call action stations.

- Stingray crew standing by for launch, Commander.

- Okay, sound launch stations.

- Yes, sir.

- Missile now set for full power.

Contact for launch in 20 seconds.

10, nine.

- Attention, Marineville tracking station calling.

Unidentified craft located in our area.

- Emergency, battle stations one, two and three.

- Two, one, zero, fire!

- Tracking station calling.

Enemy missile launched, impact 10 seconds.

- Fire WASP interceptors.

We made it Atlanta, but only just.

Call Stingray, tell them we're under attack.

- Yes sir, tower to Stingray, tower to Stingray.

Come in, Captain Tempest.

There's no reply, Marineville's radio's dead.

It must be due to the explosion.

- I can't contact the tower, Troy.

- Hmm, must be a radio fault.

- Get the radio division to send up an emergency antenna.

We must renew contact with Stingray.

- Yes sir, but it'll take some time.

- Just relay the message, Lieutenant.

I'll fix the schedules. - Yes sir.

- Marineville tracking station calling.

Now established missile attack originated

from unidentified vessel 20 miles from coast.

- Well let's hope Stingray can tackle it.

- I'm picking up a sounding, Troy.

It's identical to the vessel we blew up the other day.

- That's our baby, let's go.

- Closing in fast.

- Okay, reduce speed.

Let's shadow him, that way he'll lead us to his base.

- Mauritimus to Solarstar, returning to base.

Being shadowed by Terranian vessel Stingray.

Will lure enemy to our domain and then destroy it,

if it survives the pressure of our deep waters.

- We're nearing the deepest part of the ocean, Troy.

- That means the craft must be near its base by now.

Keep going with the sound scanners.

- Now what?

- We can't lose it now, we're going in after it.

- It's fantastic,

we're increasing our depth all the time, Troy.

- Yeah, pressure above us is pretty terrific.

This is the toughest test Stingray's ever stood up to.

- If the pressure builds up anymore,

it may not stand up to it.

- Watch the pressure gauges, Phones.

There goes the depth gauge.

How much deeper does this tunnel go?

- The soundings show us still descending, Troy.

How about the hull?

Will it stand the pressure, or will it collapse?

- I'll let you know.

That's the hull, and it doesn't sound very reassuring.

- Port observation panel, it's cracked.

We've gotta turn back.

Stingray won't take much more of this.

- Reduce speed, Phones.

We're going through with this.

With any luck, she'll hold for a while.

Look ahead, the end of the tunnel.

- Yeah, but we're still going down,

and the sounding equipment is failing.

We gonna be navigating blind before long.

Gee Troy, I-I-I can't stand this pressure.

- No sign of our friend, we've lost him.

Phones, this is a subterranean sea,

an ocean below the Pacific.

That accounts for the great depth and pressure.

- A yellow sea, and there's approach lights on the sea bed.

- Pressure's pretty bad now, I can hardly move my arms.

- Yeah, it's increasing every minute.

- If we don't find them soon Phones,

we'll have to turn back.

Stingray won't take much more of this before she folds up.

We must be pretty near.

- Yeah, I can see lights ahead.

- Phones, look at that underwater city, must be their base.

Phones, there's that missile-firing craft,

and it's got us right in its sights.

We've gotta destroy it before it gets us.

I'll need your help.

- The Terranean's craft has withstood the pressure,

but from the attitude of the vessel, their crew haven't.

- Phones, come on boy, we're in trouble.

- Now for the kill, launching missile in 10 seconds.

10, nine.

- Come on Phones, 3-0-0-9, sting one.

- One zero.

- Oh, I must have passed out.

Say, the cannons exploded.

If you can help me Marina, we can destroy the city.

Okay Marina, let's get outta here

before Stingray collapses like a paper bag.

- Well, we've learned one thing out of all this, Tempest.

Our scientists, designers,

and indeed we ourselves are not infallible.

Marineville's early warning system needs improving.

Stingray must be prepared to go even deeper

than the deepest ocean.

We're dealing with enemies the like of which

man has never before encountered.

We've all gotta start work right away

to equip ourselves for any event.

Right? Dismissed.

Okay Atlanta, let's get started, there's no time to lose.

- Marineville tracking station calling.

Remote control undersea survey probe

in position South Southwest 2000, reference four.

- Probe signal varying at 55

and 8-0 sonic megabars per minute.

- Hmm, sub-load rep goal, starting AG.

Yes, we'll be through with this section soon.

- Yes Commander, this sure is a swell way

to survey the ocean floor.

- I know it Lieutenant, kinda like the satellites

that go up to explore space.

- Yeah, no manpower actually endangered,

small team required to note the probe's findings,

that's all.

- Yes, I know another guy who likes the idea.

He doesn't have to do any work.

He can go out and enjoy himself.

- You know, this probe has me worried, Phones.

- In what way, Troy?

- Well, some bright guy could get the idea

that all undersea vessels

should be packed with unmanned instruments.

- Then you'd be out of a job.

- Yeah, that's what I mean.

- Gee Troy, you don't think it'll come to that, do you?

- Relax Phones, I was only kidding.

- All the same, just think.

Here we are nice and snug while Sea Probe

is in that cold, old sea doing all the work for us.

- What's happening Lieutenant?

The signal's fading.

- The probe seems to have gone beneath the ocean bed, sir.

- What do you mean beneath the ocean bed, how?

There are no fissures or cracks in that area.

Wait, there's a submerged extinct volcano there,

and the crater appears to be enormous.

- Yeah, a magnum.

The biggest bottle of champagne they've got.

I ordered it when we came in.

- Oh gee Troy, you sure are living it up tonight.

- And why not? We deserve it just this once, I guess.

We don't often get the chance.

Ah, the cork's being pulled now.

Wait for it.

- The popping of the cork always makes me jump.

- Oh heck, that's the tower, hold the champagne.

What's wrong, Commander?

- Plenty, the Sea Probe that has been mapping

the sea bed has disappeared.

I want you to report to the tower immediately

so that I can fill you in with all the details.

And I want Stingray to carry out a full investigation.

- Stingray, you are clear to go.

- Tower from Stingray, tower from Stingray, seaborne.

- Okay Troy, proceed to position South Southwest

2000, reference four.

Follow probe's course, see what happens.

You'd better have a high-frequency tracking pack

in case you're pulled down in the volcano like the probe.

- Yes sir, that'll keep us in signal contact

up to a depth of four miles from the ocean bed.

- Four miles? no extinct volcano can be that deep.

- We've come up against stranger things

than that beneath the sea.

- Acceleration rate six. - Rate six.

- Stingray in area reference four, sir.

- Okay Atlanta, keep a close track.

Anything is gonna happen,

it'll be within the next few seconds.

- Crater, dead ahead.

- This is where the trouble started.

Standby, Phones.

- Hey, we're going down.

We're being pulled down.

- Blow three and seven.

We've gotta keep her on an even keel.

Marineville from Stingray,

we're being pulled into the volcano.

- Stingray from tower,

I didn't get your last message.

- Start high-frequency tracking pack, Phones.

Normal radio contact fading.

- The tracking pack's operating.

- Yeah, going beneath the ocean bed.

It's happening again, Atlanta.

Cypher signal is our only contact with StingRay from now on.

- 1000 feet beneath the ocean band.

- Operate sounding echo.

I wanna know how deep this crater is.

- Sounding echo range, Troy.

- Jumping catfish,

I thought we'd never get that echo.

- Two and a half miles Troy, that's the crater's depth.

- Now we wanna find out what's waiting for us at the bottom.

- Tracking signal, half strength.

- That's two miles beneath the sea bed.

Thank heavens we know Stingray

can stand that water pressure.

- Less than 2000 feet to bottom, Troy.

- Nearly two and a half miles,

and they're still increasing depth rate.

- Why doesn't Troy slow her up?

Blow tanks Troy, now.

- Blow all tanks, now.

- We're going faster. - How much further?

- 200 Feet. - This is it.

We're slowing down. - 20 Feet to go.

- What is this place?

- I can't say Troy, it's difficult to see.

- Phones look, there's some kinda door over there.

- Attention Terraneans, listen carefully.

You will swim out of your craft towards the door.

It is an airlock.

- Where's that voice coming from?

- It's all around us, Troy.

- Approach the airlock.

- What do we do?

- My first thought is to hightail it outta here.

- Obey me, or it will be disastrous for you.

- What does he mean? - That, I guess.

Like the man says, let's make for that airlock.

- The tracking signals been constant for 15 minutes, Father.

- Yeah, registering depth of two and one half miles

beneath the ocean.

- Well, what could have happened?

Why doesn't the signal change?

- Enter the airlock, Terraneans.

- Where do we go from here?

- Yeah, there's no other door.

- Now operate the control.

- The man said operate the control.

This must be it.

- We're going down. - Yeah, what a pace.

- Well, we can be pretty sure they're still okay, Atlanta.

- Yes Father, but they're going deeper, and so swiftly.

It's almost as if they're heading

for the centre of the Earth.

- How deep are we, Phones?

- I don't know, we must be about four miles

beneath the ocean bed, Troy.

- Then we're on our own.

Marineville'll have lost all track of us.

- It's gone Father, we've lost contact.

- Yeah honey, they're beyond the transmitter's range,

over four miles beneath the sea bed.

- We're slowing down.

- Welcome to Valdana, Terraneans.

You have arrived just in time.

- Who are you, what is this place?

- My name is Turata, this is Fragil.

We are the sole survivors of Centralius,

the mighty civilization that has lived under the Earth

for thousands of years.

- Alas, this room is the only part of our dynamic city left,

for a great disaster has struck.

- You mean that every one of your people is dead?

- Yes Terranean, they perished

when the volcano became active, I will explain.

As you see, our city was built

within the shaft of the dormant volcano.

We were luckily in this room when the eruption began.

- And all the rest destroyed by the lava, huh?

- Yes, we managed to secure

and seal the protective door.

- What happened then?

- The activity subsided and we were safe.

- Until now, if you listen carefully,

you can hear the fury of the volcano

just beyond these very walls.

- Soon, the volcano will erupt again,

and our last refuge will be destroyed.

- That is why we used our electronic suction apparatus

to draw in the first craft.

- I don't understand.

- Like you, we cannot breathe in water.

We needed a craft to reach the terrain.

- But alas, the craft we chose was full of instruments.

There was no room for us.

- So you drew Stingray down, eh?

- But why all the threats with the missiles?

That wasn't very friendly.

- We were desperate.

We had to make certain you would come down to rescue us.

- You only needed to ask.

Sounds like the volcano is ready to blow.

We'd better get outta here.

- Yes, but how do we get to your ship from the airlock?

- Stingray's hatch is open, we can swim straight in.

But there's only one problem.

- Yeah, I thought of that too.

We've only got two sets of breathing gear.

- In that case, there is no problem.

We will take the breathing apparatus.

- You dirty rats.

- The guns, throw them over here.

- But the volcano.

- Delay one more second and you die now.

- He means it, Phones.

Maybe there's some other way out of this mess.

Do as he says.

- Come Fragil, we must be leaving.

We would not want to prolong your suffering.

We are humane people.

- There's no way out Troy, and the lava's spreading.

What are we gonna do?

- There's only one hope, Marina.

- What do we do now?

The hatch is closed, we cannot get in.

- The Terraneans have played a little trick on us.

Now it is our turn.

We will get them up here to open the hatch,

and then dispose of them.

- We can't last much longer, Troy.

The whole place is gonna collapse.

- We must act swiftly if we are to escape.

- The Terraneans will give no trouble.

They are unarmed remember,

and they aren't experienced enough to manage

without breathing gear until we reach the hatch.

- Phones, the elevator's coming down,

they must be returning.

- I do not see them.

They must have collapsed.

- We're not finished yet, but I guess you two are.

Get them into the elevator Phones, hurry.

- What are you going to do with us?

- We're taking you back to Marineville, if we make it,

and that's more than you deserve.

- What are our chances, Troy?

- Well it all depends whether this elevator

moves faster than the lava Phones,

and if the volcano doesn't suddenly blow.

Okay Phones, hold your breath.

Touch and go, the volcano's just about ready to blow.

- Nearly there, Troy.

- When we hit the ocean, dive to the sea bed.

We wanna be out of the line of fire

when the volcano blows.

- Tower to Stingray, are you okay?

Come in Stingray, Troy, speak to me.

- Hang on Phones.

We've gotta ride out this tidal wave.

- Stingray from tower, are you okay?

Answer me Troy, Troy?

Come in Stingray, this is Atlanta.

Are you okay?

- Tower from Stingray, we're okay Atlanta.

- Oh Troy, you're safe, you're safe.

- Yeah, we're safe.

We've got a couple of passengers, too.

Tell the Commander to have the cooler ready.

These are real unpleasant guys.

Oh, and tell Luigi to have the champagne standing by,

I guess we've earned it.

Well folks, this is where we came in.