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Two bogeys on score.

General, two unknown aircrafts
have penetrated the security zone.

Look there, general.
Coming right at us.

Find their frequency and
try to make contact with them.

Yes, sir, general.

Military base to unknown aircraft.
You're in a security zone.

Please identify
yourselves immediately.

Repeat: Please identify
yourselves immediately.

Nothing at all, general.

Dispatch two of our
fighters to intercept them.

We cannot take the slightest risk.

Red Leader to base.
Visual confirmation of targets.

They're flying saucers..

What? Confirm that identification.

I repeat: They're flying saucers.

Neutralise them.

Whatever they are,
they must not reach this base.

You read me, Red Leader?

They're accelerating
at an amazing speed

They'll be over the base soon.

Bring them down, damn it.
Bring them down.

Locking on target, sir.

Target locked.

One of the saucers
has been neutralised.

General, I have the
other saucer in my sights.

I'm pulling the trigger...

It's incredible, sir.

He veered off at the last moment.

Respond! Respond!
What's going on?

Come in, captain.
Do you read me?

Blue Leader, do you read me?
Respond?

It's okay, general.

There was this extraordinary
bright light, and then nothing.

The saucer just disappeared.

It's gone from the screen.

Mission is completed. Debriefing
in my office in five minutes.

Roger, general.

I am speaking to you live from
Zone 51 of the Nellis Military Base,

Here, just behind me, an
unidentified flying object

was shot down yesterday.

Specialists in
extraterrestrial matters

are examining the
wreckage as I speak to you.

A mysterious creature,
apparently the pilot,

has been rescued and taken
to a military hospital.

That's right.
You heard me correctly.

A live extraterrestrial is
being examined by scientists.

Not only that, but the
celebrated Philip Mortimer

has come here specially
from London, England

to determine whether
the wreckage behind me

could be that of a
man-made aircraft.

Updates on this extraordinary
situation throughout the day,

news as it happens.

Find anything, Mr. "Civilian Expert"?

Hmm. No.
Nothing special, captain.

It's general, professor. General.

Where's our alien, general?
Has he regained consciousness,

Not yet, professor.

But an important
scientist has just arrived

from the Blue Book
project in Washington.

He's one of the greatest
specialists on extraterrestrial matters.

Hmm. That must be old Longneck.

Always there when it's a
question of little green men.

You know him then?

Our paths have crossed.

And it'll certainly be a
pleasure to see him again.

Let me give you a lift then?

I would like that, captain.
Let's go.

Oh, Professor Mortimer,

is it true the space
creature is still alive?

Would you describe it for us?

Military secret. You'll be informed
at the appropriate time.

Out of the way.

Are you planning to dissect it?

Does it have antennae?
Does it speak English?

They say its government is
offering a ransom for its return.

Professor Mortimer,
would you marry an extraterrestrial?

- Let's follow them.
- Please, sir.

It's good old Longneck.

Mortimer, you old son of a gun.
It's good to see you.

Quite frankly, I've had more
than enough military uniforms.

They even asked me to cut my hair.

And quite apart from that,
what's new?

I know you, Mortimer,

it's the creature
you'd like to see, isn't it?

I must admit, I would.

Follow me.

Your friend Blake
isn't with you?

No. Flying saucers and little green
men aren't really his cup of tea.

He stayed in London.

Prepare yourself for
a surprise, my friend.

By the tartan of clan MacGregor.

I don't believe it.

You're sure we're
in the right room?

Absolutely.
Disappointing, isn't it?

No antennae, no strange
color, no tentacles...

This extraterrestial could
hardly be more human.

Same cardiac rhythm,

blood composition normal...

Oh, perhaps his
cholesterol's a little high,

but it's nothing to worry about.

And yet, he was found
in the flying saucer.

- How do you explain that.
- I can't explain it, my friend.

This is extraordinary.

You and your mania for note-taking.

Memory, Longneck. Memory.

Tell me. When do you think
he'll regain consciousness?

You're not going to start as well.

Every day the military guys with the
Pentagon ask me the same question

and I always give
them the same answer:

Science is not yet able
to predict these things.

And do they accept that answer?

They're the military...

Professor, a call
from the Pentagon.

What did I tell you?

I'd really like to
analyse a few samples.

Could you spare me a
corner of a lab, Longneck?

I promise not to
disturb anything.

Take mine.
No one will bother you.

No one dares go in.

Good heavens, it's orichalque.

My notebook?
Where'd I put it?

Ah! In the room.

I'm getting more
and more forgetful.

Just a minute.
Don't you light that thing.

This is a hospital, not a
private men's club, you know.

Oh, I'm sorry, madam.
I wasn't thinking.

And it's miss!

You needn't bother.

I'm just getting a
notebook I left in there.

Go ahead, professor.

Who are you?

Hmm. Francis Blake.

What time is it?

Four in the morning? If this
is a joke, it's not amusing.

Wha... What'd you say?

A Professor Mortimer, kidnapped?

You see that?

A coup d'état in the Azores.

Such a tiny country.
Isn't that distressing?

I mean every country
has it share of troubles,

but this general
seems worst than most.

Am I right? Huh?

Hmm. Well I believe
you're right there.

Look at that guy.

I wouldn't trust him
with my savings.

I believe that's a wise decision.

You-you're a real card, you are.

"An unprecedented coup d'état has
occured in the peaceful Azores islands.

A group of rebels,
led by a Commander Sharkey,

a mercenary thug of
unknown nationality,

has taken the
presidential palace by force

and forced the president to resign.

What was formally an
exemplary democracy

has been transformed into
a brutal military dictatorship."

I heard a noise, a suspicious noise.

So obviously I rushed in.

I opened the door, my weapon ready,

and what did I see?

Nothing. Nobody there.

You heard nothing else?

Shouts, noise of a struggle, shots?

Not a single thing.

The window was wide open and
all the equipment was disconnected.

Thank you very much.
You're dismissed.

Thank you, sir.

They found this under the bed.
It belongs to Mortimer.

His notebook.
He's never without it.

His every passing thought
goes into this book.

Does that ring any bells?

Orichalque and Coblespiner?

Coblespiner? Coblespiner?
Means nothing to me.

But I have heard of orichalque.

According to legend, it's a metal
that's more precious than gold

and it has extraordinary properties.

The mythical civilization of Atlantis is
said to have valued it above all else.

But that's all just legend
and ancient myths.

Did Mortimer say what
he was researching?

No, no. He simply asked me
for a corner of a laboratory,

where he could
analyze some samples.

I'll take you there.
I haven't touched anything.

Professor, your wife
is on the telephone.

Go ahead, Blake.
My laboratory is here.

I'll join you in a minute.

Here I am. Hope I didn't
keep you waiting too long.

I've got what I need.
Thanks again, professor.

See you soon.

- Yes?
- Art Coblespiner?

- Yes, who are you?
- Francis Blake.

I'd like to talk to you.

I have some questions to
ask you about orichalque.

I have nothing to say.

Leave me alone.
All of that is in the past.

I'm a friend of Philip Mortimer.

Come in.

I'm listening.

Um, could you tell me if
this vial contains orichalque?

Let me see.

Where'd you get this?

I found it. It was among
Philip Mortimer's belongings.

It is orichalque.

Oh, please, do sit down.

Will you have a drink?

I only have whisky.

Thank you.
I never touch alcohol.

You familiar with the
properties of orichalque?

If I were, I wouldn't be here.

With a few grams of orichalque,
you could blow up a ten-storey building.

But if this metal is as
powerful as you say,

why does one never hear of it?

Any country would be glad to
possess such a source of energy.

The military--

Don't ever use that
word in my presence!

The military ruined my life.

For years I worked on ways
to enrich the base metal.

I'd almost discovered the formula,

but that bunch of idiots
wouldn't listen to me.

They threw me out
of my own laboratory.

If they'd let me continue,

I would have been able to
release a hundred times the energy.

Come here and
I'll prove it to you.

You see.

And I only used a tiny amount.

It's terrifying.

And all that with no radiation.

Where does the base
metal come from?

Only one place I know of:
the Azores.

The Azores. I wonder...

Yes, I know. They're having
political problems just now.

It's a military dictatorship.

In Sharkey's hands
and therefore in Olrik's.

You cannot pass here.
Make a U-turn.

The commander!

I've got to get
a closer look at this.

So, how goes the
extraction, captain?

Still nothing, commander.
Not a trace of orichalque.

Still nothing? Still nothing?
That's all you ever say, captain.

Well, let me warn you.

When the boss gets back,
he'll expect results.

And the boss, he
doesn't kid around.

So keep digging!

The boss? He must mean Olrik.

Well, I've changed the oil,

but I can't guarantee that
your transmission will last.

The cable's completely worn out.

Hey, you over there!

Blake!

Stop! Red alert!
He's getting away!

Don't let him get away! Kill him!

That's it for Blake.

Where am I?

Oh, my head.

But what am I wearing?

What's happened to me?

How are you feeling now,
Captain Blake?

How do you know my name?
Who are you?

You're a typical Earthling, captain:
talkative and curious.

An "Earthling"?
This is some kind of joke.

- You can't be serious?
- You are no longer on Earth.

You must get used to that.

Your father wishes to meet
the two Earthlings you've recovered.

I'm not the only one?
Who's the other "Earthling"?

Could it possibly
be Philip Mortimer?

- Or perhaps it could be--
- Let's go.

His Majesty, Basileus,
is waiting for us now.

But tell me. I want to know...

Mortimer.

Good old Blake.

A familiar face at last.

Mortimer, what are you doing here?

I read, I enjoy my rest.
Just taking it easy, you see.

That's a likely story,
you old scoundrel.

Gentlemen, we are waiting.

Here are the two Earthlings
I told you of, father.

Welcome to you both, Earthlings.

Your Majesty, I must ask...
Where are we?

I don't think you'll find out
anything much, my dear Blake.

I have asked but they
don't bother to reply.

I've given up.

You are here, in Atlantis.

Atlantis?

The legendary continent they
say diappeared beneath the waves?

It's impossible.

The reaction one
expects from a human.

Even so, all the
historians agree

this continent disappeared
beneath the waves.

Your scholars know nothing.

Look at this map.

Atlantis, as it was 12,000 years ago.

These green parts were engulfed when
the terrible cataclysm struck the Earth.

But, what happened to it after that?

Atlantis was indeed engulfed,
but it didn't disappear.

At that time, Atlantis
was all powerful.

And Poseidonopolis ruled
over the entire continent.

And then the cataclysm happened.

For some time already,
our astronomers and our wise men

had observed strange
climatic conditions.

They became increasingly concerned.

All over Atlantis,
nature was on a rampage.

Animals fled their natural
habitats for no apparent reason.

More and more unexplained
phenomena each day.

And then, on the fourth day,
came the cataclysm.

Then the comet
entered our atmosphere.

- The comet?
- Yes, the comet.

Enormous, incandescent...

On the 12th hour of the fourth day,

it fell into the ocean.

A monstrous wave washed
around the Earth several times

and Poseidonopolis
was indeed swallowed up.

And were there any survivors?

Yes, our ancestors,
the astronomers and wise men

who were the first to
observe the phenomenon.

Sensing the approaching cataclysm,

they and their families withdrew
to the highest point in the city:

the observatory.

And so those proud men decided
to dig into the bowels of the Earth

They're to found a
completely new empire,

an empire based on
knowledge and wisdom.

That was a fascinating
historical survey, Your Majesty.

But what exactly is it about
the civilization of Atlantis

that makes it so great
and so superior to ours?

You shall have every opportunity
to learn about Atlantis.

Magon, my faithful right-hand man,
and my daughter will be your guides.

Forgive my curiosity,

but when may we have
the opportunity to return

to our own old-fashioned
and decaying civilization?

You must forget the world
of the surface, Captain Blake.

No one is allowed
to leave Atlantis.

You two have become
my guests forever.

Hmm. Over there, look.
What's that?

Underwater factory.

You'll see many platforms
like that in Atlantis.

They harvest the sea's riches.

All sorts of fish and crustaceans and
seaweed which we use in many ways.

As nourishment or as medication?

The ocean's reserves
are inexhaustible.

Just so, Professor Mortimer.

That is why
Atlantans respect it so.

What was that?

A magnetic barrier
protects this sector.

We were getting
too close to the mine.

We must discourage the curious.

It's an orichalque mine, isn't it?

It is our orichalque mine.

The metal is processed right here.

It is Magon who runs the mine.

Basileus calling Ariane.

Dissident pilot
recovered from coma.

Return to base and at full speed.

Message received, father.
Returning to base.

Where are we going may one ask?

To the hospital of course.

Whoa! I think I might just need one.

Father, have you spoken to him?

No, Ariane. He's in no
state to be interrogated.

I am to be informed the
moment he is conscious.

Certainly, Your Majesty.

He will tell you who
accompanied him.

The American radar
detected two aircraft.

The first one was shot
down as you already know,

but the second just disappeared.

Is that true?

There's only one missing,
Your Majesty.

In that case we'll wait
for his explanation.

Come with me.

The first time anyone has disobeyed
the interdiction and endangered us all.

What about you though, princess?

You were so unwise as to bring
those Earthlings to Atlantis.

It doesn't matter, Magon.
Because they'll never leave us.

Your Majesty, you'll not
keep us here by force.

Captain Blake, Professor Mortimer,

I've already explained to you
the reasons for my decision.

I'll not change my mind.
Please leave me now.

If you have need of anything
at all, you may ask Magon.

Doesn't it surprise you that
a spacecraft could leave base

without Magon, the man in charge,
your chief of staff, knowing it?

Enough! Magon enjoys my confidence.

He is the most noble,
the most loyal, of all Atlantans.

Your meal, gentlemen.

Ah, yes. Thank you.

Mmm. What is this?

Sea anemone and octopus
on a bed of seaweed.

Ah.

Enjoy your meal, gentlemen.

Quite a wardrobe.

And they even have
your size, professor.

Come on, Francis,
have some of this.

Hmm. What a beautiful scent.
Wouldn't you agree, professor?

An allergy, professor?
I can deal with that.

We're under house arrest
and under surveillance.

You're probably right.

Even so, it's an
extraordinary opportunity

for a scientist to find
himself here in Atlantis.

Just think what it could mean
to study a civilization like this...

It means that we won't be able
to get away from these Atlantans,

while, up above us,
the world's being menaced by Olrik.

What do you mean?

Mortimer.

There's been a coup
d'état in the Azores.

Our friend Sharkey is the
new military dictator there.

And it is in the Azores and only
there that orichalque is to be found.

Olrik must surely of learned
of its destructive potential.

But what was the dissident
pilot doing on Earth?

And Magon, who
insists no pilot ever left.

I wouldn't mind a little
visit to the base, Blake.

Let's take a taxi.

Good heavens. It's as busy as
Piccadilly Circus at five o'clock.

Poseidonopolis base.
We have arrived.

Let's go.

- Thank you.
- You're welcome.

It all seems normal enough.

Maybe, Blake, but look, there.

That one over there.

It's been quite seriously damaged.

And not completely repaired.

There. What is that?

Sir, we should arrest them.

No. Not just yet.

It's steel.

A fragment of an American missile.

So this is the second aircraft.

That proves it: Magon was lying.

Magon's an interesting fellow.

In charge of the military base as
well as the plant for treating orichalque.

And also confidant
of King Basileus.

Come on, Blake.

Ah-ha! That one looks to be
in working order.

Let's go.

- Where are we going?
- To the orichalque mine.

I know the way.

Get down.

Attempting to escape,
despite the king's orders.

To escape? You're mistaken.

As it happens, we were
simply borrowing this vehicle to...

Silence.
You there, search the vessel.

Captain.

Look what I've found.

I expected that.
Take them.

But... wait a second.

What is all this?
We weren't even aware...

Silence. You'll explain
yourselves to the king.

And how can I believe you

when you were captured in the
very act of attempting to escape?

We were not trying to escape.
Where would we go?

Your Majesty, please listen.

We found the second spacecraft
the Americans saw on Earth.

It is here in Poseidonopolis.

There are things of which
you're unaware, Majesty.

Because they are hidden from you.

For what reason, Captain Blake?

We have no way of knowing, Sire.

Father, why would they lie?

Why?

They weren't leaving
empty-handed, Majesty.

Here's what was in the vessel
they wanted to "borrow".

It is orichalque.

That is a barefaced lie
and those boxes were planted.

And who do you suggest I believe?

An Atlantan who served
me faithfully for 20 years

or you two, Earthlings,

who betray my trust
at the first opportunity.

Oh, let me through!
Let me through!

Majesty! The pilot is dead.

Someone disconnected
his oxygen supply.

You even went so far as
to kill one of my men.

Take them away.

As you say, Majesty.

B-B-But you're mistaken.

This is wrong.
It's absolutely untrue.

We didn't do anything.
He's lying.

The principal witness is dead.

Because of these Earthlings,
we shall never know what happened.

Be fair, father.

You have no proof
against these men.

They seem sincere.

You are too credulous, Ariane.

Magon is right. Nothing good
can come from Earthlings.

Well, the situation could be better.

You might say so.

We're accused of murder.
As simple as that.

I followed your advice.
The pilot will never talk.

Good. No inconvenient witnesses.

I have neutralized the Earthlings.

But the princess still
defends them to her father.

We'll dispose of
them in due course.

Nothing must interfere with
the success of our great projects.

By all-powerful Zeus.

The moment has come
and we are ready.

Soon I shall reign
as the Lord of all Atlantis.

After these centuries of silence,

centuries of underground existence,
confined and humiliated,

I shall lead the people
of Atlantis into the light.

And we shall destroy the
wretches who resist us.

The entire Earth shall be mine.

And all this thanks to you.

We are making progress, Magon.

I've fulfilled my part of the contract.

I shall fulfil mine.

Oh, I'm counting on that.

Admit it, Mortimer,
there's no way out.

There must be.

There must be a
way to get out of here.

I've got an idea.

But I'm not so sure
you'll approve of it.

Say it anyway.

We haven't time
to bother about...

Good heavens, Blake.
What's got into you?

Look at that, sir.
They've started fighting.

Now, stop this.

Stop it right now.

Good technique, professor.

Wha... wait.

Patrol the coast, the mountains,
as well as the rivers.

Every underground passage
and bring them back.

Your Earthling
friends have escaped.

But I suppose that you will still
have every confidence in them.

You were right, father.
I was mistaken.

I promise I'll find them.

We're low enough, Blake.

Below their radar
and the magnetic field.

Well, it's all or nothing.

Let's go.

Take a look at that.

There's hundreds of them.

Listen.

Each and every one of
you must be prepared.

In a few hours,
Poseidonopolis will be ours.

First we take Poseidonopolis,
and then the world.

And then the whole galaxy.
The universe shall be ours.

He's mad.

Why, Captain Blake,
Professor Mortimer.

- Olrik.
- The same, professor.

Stop this nonsense, Olrik.

You realize what is happening?

But of course I do.

It was I after all
who set it in motion.

You?

You hear that?

In his delusions, this clown decided
he had need of my savoir-faire.

Ah-ah, Captain Blake.

I am paid for my services,
professor, in radioactive orichalque.

I shall become the
richest man in the world.

But you won't there to see it.

Goodbye, professor.

Blake and Mortimer, that way!

Mortimer, are you hurt?

It's nothing.
Let's go, Blake.

We've got to get
to Poseidonopolis.

The radio, Mortimer.
Get in touch with Ariane.

Mortimer to Ariane, do you read me?

Mortimer to Ariane...

Professor Mortimer.
This is Ariane.

Give yourselves up.
You cannot escape.

Ariane, listen to me.

It is vital you warn Basileus.

You are in danger.
Poseidonopolis will be--

Mortimer?
You there, Mortimer?

Magon to Ariane, I have
the fugitives in my sights.

Here is their position.

I'll get them, Magon.

I'll cut them off in the canyon.

Message received, princess.

Ariane. Ariane.

Still nothing.
She's turned off her radio.

Look, he's going away.

Look out! There!
There's another one!

Don't move.

Magon to Olrik, do you read me?

This is Olrik, go ahead.

The princess and the
Earthlings are dead.

We can march on Poseidonopolis.

Give the order to my men.

You can count on me.

Your poor fool.

Do you really think
I'd do such a thing?

Magon tried to kill you.
Now are you convinced?

The traitor.

Mortimer, Ariane,
put on these flight packs.

Please understand how
much I regret all this, Mortimer.

If I had listened to you, none
of this would have happened.

Forgive me for
interrupting you, princess,

but I fear the worst
is still to come.

He is right, Ariane.

How can we warn Basileus
now we have no aircraft?

With just these?
We'd get there too late.

Maybe not. We'll get
an aircraft at the mine.

But first, follow me.

Beyond this jungle is the Sacred Gong
whose sound will warn my father.

And this jungle is
extremely dangerous.

But why?
Are there wild animals?

Worse than that. Come.

I see.

And we couldn't use
these flight packs?

No. The cavern ceiling is too low.
It's safer on foot.

Wretched insects.

Mortimer!

It was nothing, just a stumble.

Help me!

Blake, Ariane! Help!

Ariane, I beg you. Quickly.

- Professor!
- Let's get him out of there.

Help, Blake!

Mortimer, please wake up.

It's impossible.
I'd have to have an axe.

- Just in time, old man.
- That'll do it.

Mortimer.

Hmm. And to think, Mortimer,

that you boast about
having a green thumb.

Ariane, you all right?

Mortimer, Blake, where are we?

Magon.

Quickly or we'll be too late.

The gong you spoke of,
is it far from here?

We're nearly there.

Let's go.

The Sacred Gong.

They say it was
used for centuries

to warn Poseidonopolis
of invading barbarians.

Well, let's find out
if that still works.

Then we'll get back to the mine.

What is Olrik doing?

The Sacred Gong.
The alert's been sounded.

We no longer have
the benefit of surprise.

Onward!

Alert!

Blake, Mortimer, follow me.

Right.

You. You will help me get away.

Get in.

Let her go, Olrik.

No sudden moves, professor.

You know I won't hesitate.

Nor would I.

What the hell!

And Magon promised he'd
gotten rid of you both.

Blake, quick.

Death to Basileus!
Long live Magon, Lord of Atlantis!

You hear them?

I can't believe it.

So it was you who betrayed me.

What did you expect, old king?

That I'd just go on obeying
your orders forever?

The world will learn
that Atlantis is no legend.

And they will feel our power.

Oh, yes.

Today is the first day
of the reign of Magon.

You are deranged.

And you, you will die.

You?

Father.

Liberators, come to my side.

Father, the
countdown has started.

The city will be submerged.

Atlantans, this is Basileus,
your king, who speaks to you.

The people of
Atlantis will live free.

Better to leave our Empire

than to accept slavery here.

Interstellar aircraft
are waiting for you.

Go to the take-off zones.

You will embark under
Ariane's leadership.

I command you all to obey her

and to consider her, from now on,
as your queen.

I beg you to come with us.

It's too late.

From now on, it is you
who must reign over Atlantis.

From here I shall
guide your departure.

Time is short.

Your courage and your loyalty
have saved our people.

Accept our thanks, my friends.

- Goodbye, Majesty.
- Goodbye, Majesty.

This autopilot submersible
will get you home.

Ariane, I want to tell you that...

That you'll never forget me?

Never. Not you nor any of the
places we have seen together.

And which we must now leave.

Atlantis is flooding.

I won't forget you either,
professor.

Goodbye, Blake.

Good luck, princess.

Embarkation completed, father.

Fine. It's up to you now.
Go and join them.

But, father...

Go and join them I tell you.

Bon voyage, my daughter.

And on this new exodus,

may our people find
their new guide in you.

Damnation!
I am not going to die here.

At last, Atlantis is mine.

The surface world, we made it.

She didn't make it.

Yes. Look there, Mortimer.

Her ship. They made it.

Who would have thought the
ancient civilization of Atlantis

would play out its destiny
beyond the stars?

A dispatch has just
come in from the Azores.

Calm has at last been restored.

- Mortimer, look out!
- Shh! Let's listen.

An international
warrant has been issued

for the arrest of
Commander Sharkey,

last seen a few days ago

at Ponta Delgada airport...