Pokemon Ranger and the Temple of the Sea

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Our world, their world...

it is a Pokmon world,

filled with the most amazing

creatures imaginable.

They fill the oceans,

thrive in the mountains,

soar high over the horizons,

and share the sparkling

landscapes of cities.

Try and count them if you dare.

But then, try and count

the grains of sand

on your favorite beach.

Mankind and Pokmon alike

have long journeyed together

to experience the thrill and

challenge of the Pokmon battle,

living and learning together

as teammates...

sometimes opponents, yes,

but ever friends.

Yet there are those

who blindly take advantage

of a Pokmon's trust

to further their own selfish,

egotistical ambitions

in the name of darkness.

But as the pendulum swings

both ways,

there are the Pokmon Rangers

as well,

whose job it is

to protect Pokmon

and protect nature,

reflecting the balance

that is nature.

Which also happens to hold

within its protecting arms

a young man we know

as Ash Ketchum of Pallet Town,

who, along with his beloved

Pikachu,

has set his sights

on nothing less

than becoming a Pokmon master,

sharing his dreams with some

equally dedicated friends,

a microcosm of the vast world

of Pokmon and people together,

experiencing the sorts of things

one might expect... or not.

But living their dreams

nonetheless,

for this is part of the journey.

This is the journey.

And the world of Pokmon

is about to present our heroes

with a new role, a shift,

a journey until now for them,

unimagined.

- Corsol.

- Corsol.

- Corsol.

- Corsol.

- Corsol.

- Corsol.

- Corsol.

- Corsol.

Clam!

Cloyster.

Ooh!

Horsea!

Tam!

Manta!

I have target confirmation.

Currently riding the tide

and heading southeast.

Distance to target... 50.

Recover now!

Roger.

Recover now!

Now! Now!

Recovery complete.

Surfacing to retrieve

helicopter.

- Galen!

- Huh?

Remember, there are two types

of men in this world...

those who have unlimited desires

and those who do not!

Oh!

This is sure to give me that

which I desire.

Wait for me, my sea crown.

Hmm?

What?

Who are you?

You want this to satisfy

your selfish desires.

Not happening.

Seize him!

Now!

Seize him!

Ohh!

Bye!

- Huh?

- Traitor! Stop him!

Excuse me.

I'm not a traitor.

I was never on your side!

Ow!

Aah!

Hello, there, Headquarters.

This is Jack Walker checking in.

Well, well, Jackie.

You're late.

EOP confirmed.

EOP? You mean "Equal Opportunity

Publications"?

"Egg of the Prince. "

So, pretty cool name, huh?

You can't just make up names.

Look, first, I get stuck

on this ship,

scrubbing stinking floors

for a solid month.

Couldn't you think of something

nicer to say?

As soon as our work is through.

There's a lot left.

You man enough?

I don't know the meaning

of the word "failure. "

- You don't?

- Huh?

Would you like to borrow

my dictionary?

No, thanks.

Ha!

- Oh!

- Aah!

Ugh!

There he is!

I'll just take that

off your hands now.

Pinsir!

Parasect!

Give it up.

Give it up!

I don't know the meaning

of the phrase "give it up. "

Capiche?

Really?

I'll lend you my dictionary.

Keep it.

Huh?

Capture on!

Capture complete.

Now, Mantine!

Ooh.

Ha!

Whoo!

That's Mantine's Confuse Ray!

And it works great.

Pinsir, Pinsir.

Pinsir, Pinsir.

Pokmon Ranger, eh?

Oh, just tell me again, Brock.

Are you really sure

this is the right way to go?

I used to think so,

but now I'm not so sure.

We haven't seen a town

or anything.

And the Pokmap's not picking up

a signal at all.

It appears

that nature's protecting arms

have gotten quite a bit warmer

than our heroes would like.

And although hoping for a quick

arrival in the next town,

their hopes have been dashed

as they sadly conclude

they've now lost their way,

wandering in a veritable

wasteland.

Man, I'm so thirsty.

Give me some water, okay?

Just don't drink it all.

I won't.

Thanks.

Aah!

Max, I told you not to drink it

all, didn't I?

It wasn't exactly full,

you know.

But now that I know

there's none left,

I'm even thirstier than ever.

Water.

Hmm?

Huh?

Ah!

One, two, three.

Go!

Wow!

What's all that?

Hello!

- Hmm?

Can we have some water?

Okay.

All right!

Whoa!

Hi, there.

Who are you?

My name's Ash.

And I'm Max.

And I'm May.

We've been traveling,

and I think we got lost.

Pika! Pika!

Poliwhirl!

- Poli!

- Poli!

Pikachu!

That's what you were doing.

They're using Psychic.

Huh?

Huh.

Hmm.

Hmm.

You're in the Marina Underwater

Pokmon Show, correct?

That's right.

And your name is Lizabeth,

and you're the star of the show.

Right again.

Awesome!

The name is Brock, my dear.

I happen to know

all about the Marina Group!

Here!

It's my blue book.

There.

See?

You're the tippy-top of my

all-time favorite stars list.

This has got to be destiny,

meeting you here like this!

Yes, take my hand.

And now that we're

holding hands,

I would love to go

on a swimming date with you

and all your wonderful

Pokmon... Aah!

Now that I'm holding your ear,

I'd like to take you away.

Lizabeth, what's wrong?

Grandpa, it's okay.

These people were on the road

and got lost.

You must all be her family.

Yes.

That's right.

Grandad and Dad.

- Hi. I'm Ship.

- And I'm Kyle.

The name's Meredith.

Don't tell me.

You're not her mom?

- Yes, I am.

- Wow!

You look like you could be

her sister.

Oh, go on, dear.

I mean, go on!

Aah!

- Wooper.

- Wooper.

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