Voyage to the Bottom of the Sea Page #2

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- What on earth is he doing?

- Shark walking.

DR. HILLER:
Shark walking?

Come on, Bessie. Come on.

You want to get well, don't you?

For ages, man has been trying

to learn the secret of the fish.

Now we have a perfect

underwater laboratory.

Well, Lucius,

back with your fish again, I see.

B.J. It's nice to see you.

Commodore Emery, this is

Dr. Hiller and Congressman Parker.

How do you do, Commodore?

I still don't understand what he's doing.

The commodore regards

all sea creatures as personal friends.

He'd rather be remembered

for his discovery of a new fish...

than as one of the leading

physicists of our time.

- May I explain?

- I wish you would.

My little friend Bessie here, we had

to drug her in order to do some tests.

Now I'm trying to force some water

through her gills so she doesn't drown.

In her present condition,

she wouldn't even bite a congressman.

Well, then she's the only one

on board who wouldn't.

Oh, you're much too sensitive,

Congressman.

Right you are, doctor.

- Come along, everybody.

- See you later, Lucius, I hope.

Come on! Hup, two, three.

Come on. Get going.

Watch your step there.

You've seen the brain of the sub.

In here is the heart...

- the atomic motor room.

[ALARM RINGS]

- Careful, sir. That's our warning system.

- Disregard.

No one is allowed in there,

not even congressmen.

You understand. For your own safety.

[ALARM RINGS]

Now, down here you'll find

the sting of the ship.

In fact, there are more stings in here

than in a hornet's nest.

The missile and escape room.

Congressman, there is more

destructive force in this room...

than in all the explosives

used in World War II.

The missiles are for research.

Experimental torpedoes. You name 'em,

we've got 'em. Show 'em, Lee.

Right. Well, let's see.

Here's something new.

This is a magnetic primer. In case

we lose power in the control room...

we just slap this dude on by hand,

and away she goes.

This looks like a pineapple.

Some pineapple. One bite, and pow.

- Well, don't worry. It can't activate itself.

- Captain?

- Yes, sir?

- Where does this door lead to?

That leads to Davy Jones's locker, sir.

I would suggest if you contemplate

using it, you use this.

- No, no, thank you.

- No offense, sir. Red.

- Yes, sir.

- Well, shall we continue?

B.J?

Take a look at this lad. He's Seaman Smith.

- Recognize him?

- Should I?

Seems only yesterday you were

bouncing him on your knees.

SMITH:
Ol' Bricktop's boy!

- Yeah.

- Spittin' image of him too.

- Isn't he?

His mother wrote me that

he finished his hitch in the navy...

so I had him sign up with us on the double.

He looks a little big for me

to bounce on my knee now.

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