It Came from Beneath the Sea Page #3

I doubt it.

Must be pretty big.

Enormous.

Doctor, what kind of a sea

beast would be that large?

What do you call it, so I

can stop calling it "it"?

I have no idea.

Nor have I.

Well, how do we find out?

That will take time and research.

I'll wire the university right

away to get a leave of absence.

The Navy will take care of that,

Doctor. You can get started immediately.

How about you,

Professor?

Working with Dr. Carter is

every marine biologist's dream,

but my school needs me.

You can get along

without me, I'm sure.

Can we, Doctor?

No.

Forgive my ignorance, Doctor,

but what makes her so unique?

Professor Joyce is

head of Marine Biology

at the Southeastern

Institute of Oceanography.

I would say she's probably the

outstanding authority on marine biology,

with the possible exception

of Vanderhume himself.

Then we'll get him.

Before you start looking,

I may as well tell you

Vanderhume is dead.

Oh.

Professor Joyce.

Yes?

I'll have to ask you

to stick around.

Why, Commander?

Because the...

The Navy would appreciate it.

I'm sure the Navy's able

to get along without me.

Well, now, Dr. Carter

seems to think otherwise.

Dr. Carter's perfectly

able to speak for himself.

I'm speaking for him.

I'm expected at a board of

regents meeting on Tuesday.

It's about the appropriations

for our coming academic year.

Are those appropriations

that important?

To my school, very much so.

You know, Professor Joyce, this thing

that may be running loose in the Pacific,

that could be important, too.

I'm sure of it.

Perhaps not in the way you think.

I'm a scientist, Commander.

I don't have to be reminded that your

objectives are not necessarily my own.

Our objectives have nothing to

do with the situation, Miss Joyce.

The Navy will see to it

that you're not penalized

for your absence from the institute.

Arrangements will be made.

Well, I feel like I'm being drafted.

You are.

NARRATOR:
It was still too early for

the world to know what was going on

behind that closed door.

Only a handful of men in high

places heard reports of progress made

(PHONE RINGS) and waited

impatiently for the final conclusion.

Mathews speaking.

Oh, yes, Admiral.

Hold on a minute, sir.

They're still making tests, sir.

There's nothing really

conclusive to tell you.

I'll call you the minute anything happens.

Yes, sir. Good night, sir.

NARRATOR:
During 12 days and

nights nothing was certain.

You people work hard.

It's our job.

I didn't realize

how hard.

What are you trying

to do? Apologize?

In a way.

It's not necessary.

I think it is.

Let me explain something to you.

A, I have been privileged to

classify an unknown sea specimen.

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