Atlantis: The Lost Empire

MEN:
Aah!

[Hitting gong]

Aah!

Mahtim!

Mahtim!

Mahtim!

MILO:
Good afternoon,

gentlemen.

First off, I'd like

to thank this board...

for taking the time

to hear my proposal.

Now, we've all heard

of the legend of Atlantis...

a continent somewhere

in the mid-Atlantic...

that was home

to an advanced civilization...

possessing technology

far beyond our own...

that, according

to our friend Plato here...

was suddenly struck

by some cataclysmic event...

that sank it

beneath the sea.

Now, some of you may ask,

why Atlantis?

It's just a myth, isn't it?

Pure fantasy.

Well, that is

where you'd be wrong.

before the Egyptians...

built the pyramids...

Atlantis had electricity,

advanced medicine...

even the power of flight.

Impossible, you say?

Well, no.

No, not for them.

Numerous ancient cultures

all over the globe agree...

that Atlantis possessed

a power source of some kind...

more powerful than steam,

than... than coal.

More powerful than

our modern...

internal combustion engines.

Gentlemen, I propose

that we find Atlantis...

find that power source...

and bring it back

to the surface.

Now, this is a page

from an illuminated text...

that describes a book called

the Shepherd's Journal...

said to have been

a first-hand account...

of Atlantis

and its exact whereabouts.

Now, based on a centuries-old

translation of a Norse text...

historians have believed

the Journal resides in Ireland.

But after

comparing the text...

to the runes

on this Viking shield...

I found that

one of the letters...

had been mistranslated.

So, by changing this letter...

and inserting

the correct one...

we find that

the Shepherd's Journal...

the key to Atlantis...

lies not in Ireland,

gentlemen...

but in Iceland.

Uhh!

[Softly]

Pause for effect.

Gentlemen, uh,

I'll take your questions now.

[Telephone rings]

Uh, would you gentlemen

please excuse me for a moment?

[Rings]

Cartography and Linguistics,

Milo Thatch speaking.

[Indistinct angry ranting]

Yeah. Uh, just... just a second.

Pardon me, Mr. Hickenbottom.

[Hissing]

How's that?

Is that better?

[Indistinct angry ranting]

Uh-huh. Yeah.

You're welcome.

VOICE:
And don't

let it happen again!

All right, bye.

Now, as you can see

by th...

by this, um, map... map,

uh, that... that...

ahem... that I've drawn,

I plotted the route...

that will take myself

and a crew...

to the southern coast of Iceland

to retrieve the Journal.

[Cuckoos four times]

Ah, showtime.

Well, this is it.

I am finally getting

out of the dungeon.

[Thunk]

[Thunk]

[Whoosh]

"Dear Mr. Thatch,

this is to inform you...

"that your meeting today

has been moved up...

"from 4:
30 P.M.

To 3:
30 P.M."

What?

[Whoosh]

"Dear Mr. Thatch,

due to your absence...

"the board has voted

to reject your proposal.

"Have a nice weekend.

Mr. Harcourt's office."

They can't

do this to me!

HARCOURT:
I swear,

that young Thatch...

gets crazier every year.

If I ever hear the word

"Atlantis" again...

I'll step

in front of a bus!

Ha ha ha!

I'll push you!

MILO:
Mr. Harcourt!

Good Lord!

There he is!

Members of the board...

uh, wait!

HARCOURT:
How did you find us?

MILO:
Mr. Harcourt, wait!

MAN:
Head for the hills!

HARCOURT:
Where is a guard

when you need him?

MILO:
Mr. Harcourt, you

gotta listen to me, sir!

Uh, sir?

Wait! Mr. Harcourt!

Sir, l-I have new evidence

that... Please, Mr. Harcourt!

Stop! Sir, if you...

Could you hold...

Thank you very much.

Look at...

This museum funds

scientific expeditions...

based on facts,

not legends and folklore.

Rate this script:(5.00 / 1 vote)