"Excellent, excellent." "Our deflection calculations worked perfectly." "Yes, sir." "Their missile landed intact." "You have the crash point bearings?" "Yes, sir." "We have it plotted exactly." "Set your course and proceed at full speed." "Could we run that videotape again, professor?" "Of course, Dr. Quest." "Now, notice, doctor, this is the point at which our missile began to veer." "At the same time, the destruction mechanism failed to activate." "We lost sight of it completely." "No matter how many times I run the tape..." "..." "I still don't understand it." "Neither do I, but I'll take a guess." "It's got to be either malfunction, tampering or an outside force taking over the controls of our missile." "Let's hope we find out after I reach the crash point." "There could be others trying to reach our missile before you." "That possibility has already occurred to me, professor. I'll try to be careful." "We'll give you air cover when you put to sea." "Thanks. I'll feel a lot better if you do." "The North Pole?" "Wow." "Not quite all the way to the North Pole, Jonny." "Near enough. I'll bet it'll be cold too." "That's our Bandit, always thinking ahead." "Your teeth are too sharp, little one." "Now, if there was tampering well, it'd explain the failure of the destruction mechanism." "Which could only mean one thing." "Whoever they are, they want that missile intact." "Sir?" "Yes?" "Last bearing puts us due east of target." "Good." "What is ETA?" "0500, sir." "Look here." "This is our position." "And here is the missile." "We will attempt a surface breakthrough here." "Scramble." "Scramble." "Scramble, IF2 and IF3." "Scramble." "Scramble." "lF2 to combat control, what course to bogey?" "Over." "Combat control to IF2." "No bogeys." "Fly top cover for Quest Arctic expedition." "Over." "Wilco." "IF2 out." "There's nothing to it, old boy." "Just keep your feet together and shush." "I think the word is "schuss" ." "Oh, schuss, schluss." "All you've got to do is slide." "Ready?" "Me, I am ready." "But you better ask Bandit." "He's always ready for some fun." "Alley-oop." "Catch him, Hadji." "He is too fast." "Oh, no." "He's going below deck." "is this your dog?" "Sorry, captain." "Come on, Bandit." "Please say you forgive us." "Bandit, I do trick." "Look." "What is this in your ear?" "A dog biscuit." "Good work, Hadji." "Looks like we're forgiven." "Captain, message from base." "Yes?" "We plan to intercept and destroy the Quest ship." "Good." "Continue on course." "Look, Jonny, whales." "How'd you like the little one in a fishbowl?" "Yes." "King-size fishbowl." "King-size is right." "That little one doesn't weigh more than four, five tons." "That much, Race?" "Yep." "The mother will run from 50 to 80 tons herself." "I guess I'll stick to you, Bandit." "Hey, hey." "Better get your gear together." "We're that close to the missile?" "Close as the icebreaker can bring us." "We transfer to our snow goose first thing in the morning." "So that is a snow goose?" "Right." "Specifically designed and built for arctic use." "Hey, Hadj, look over there." "Someone goofed." "They brought the plane but forgot the wings." "It's not an airplane, Jonny." "It's a snow skimmer." "We'll use it for trips back to the ship." "It'll do over 1 00 miles an hour." "That means we don't get to use a dogsled?" "Not this trip, son." "Too bad, Bandit." "We were gonna put you to work." "Come on, boy." "Mush." "Mush, Bandit, mush." "I used the right word with him." "He acts just like a bowl of mush." "IF2 to combat control." "We are orbiting the Quest ship." "Combat control to IF2, your message received and understood." "Hold it." "Radar just picked up a bogey." "He's at 90,000." "Investigate." "Wilco. lF2 out." "IF3 to IF2, I see him." "Bogey at 11 11 o'clock." "No markings." "Hey, he just let go an air-to-ground missile." "Let's get that missile first, then the bogey." "Roger." "Right on target." "Now for the bogey." "Do you see him, lF3?" "Yeah, he's at 3 o'clock low." "Boy, look at him run." "Let him go." "We'll resume orbit." "Radio message from base, sir." "Orders are, "Stop Quest."" "You are to use all possible means to delay him." "Prepare torpedo attack." "There it is." "Bearing, mark?" "Bearing 065." "Forward torpedo room ready." "Fire one." "Torpedo away." "On target." "No." "No!" "A hit, sir?" "Yes." "A hit on an iceberg." "Dive." "We will try later." "What do you suppose that explosion was from?" "It could have been an old mine, left over from the war." "But then again...." "l want armed lookouts posted fore and aft." "Right, doctor." "Tomorrow is the big day." "I know." "I'm anxious to get this job over with." "Are the guards posted?" "Yes, sir." "It's pretty spooky out there tonight." "Get the raft in the water, quietly." "Yes, sir." "Ready, sir." "You know your orders?" "Yes, sir." "To eliminate Dr. Quest." "Correct." "But as quietly as possible." "If the ship is aroused, we cannot wait for you." "Understood?" "Yes, sir. I understand." "After we unload in the morning, I want the group to stay close." "Good idea." "I'll double-check the supplies." "While you're at it, look in on the boys, will you?" "Anything else?" "No, l" "Guard, portside, quick." "Guard, who was it?" "I don't know." "It's too dark to see." "Look at this, Race." "Whoever it was has a very deadly calling card." "Keep a sharp lookout." "Yes, sir." "Wonder what Bandit's doing out on deck." "Here, boy." "Bandit." "Come here, boy." "Here, boy, here." "Good boy, Bandit." "What have you got there?" "Hold it." "Hold it." "Holy mackerel, you got a live one!" "But our man on the raft?" "We can delay no longer." "We are at missile position, sir." "Stand by to surface." "Break out the ice gear." "Landing party, stand by to go ashore." "Okay, doctor, roll it." "We'll be following you." "Thanks, commander." "Okay, Race, let's shove off." "Last lap, Race." "Well, let's hope that destruction mechanism hasn't decided to turn itself on." "Hey, look up ahead, Dad." "A walrus." "I can't go around him." "Try giving him a nudge, Race." "Okay." "What do we do now, Dad?" "Well, I'm open to suggestions." "Race?" "You don't want to shoot it?" "l'd rather not." "lt is big." "How about Bandit chasing him away." "He was just fooling, boy." "How about trying the bullhorn, doctor?" "Good idea." "Can I use it, Dad?" "Fine with me." "Go easy on the eardrums." "Okay, here it goes." "Get off the road, you road hog!" "It worked." "He took off." "My ears, they're still ringing." "Hard to decide which is worse, the illness or the cure." "We're in luck." "The missile's still in one piece." "There's only one way to work on that missile, doctor." "A catwalk." "I think you're right." "We'll start in about here and run it right up to the missile hatch." "The missile is bigger when you get close-up." "Almost half of it's under ice." "What's the matter, boy?" "Hey, look, in the water." "A whale." "Not just a whale." "That's a killer whale." "Jonny, I'll show you how to run the snow skimmer while we're waiting." "Hey, swell." "Then I'll teach Hadji." "Stand behind the snow cart for a minute." "I'll show you how to stop his thing fast." "That's enough brakes to stop anything." "Okay, climb aboard." "Ready?" "Let her go." "How do you like it, Jonny?" "Boy, nothing could catch this baby." "Hang on, I'm hitting the brakes." "Okay, Jonny, you take it back." "Let's go." "Hey, hold it down." "A fine job, commander." "Many thanks." "We'll maintain air patrol, doctor." "Good." "All right, let's move out, men." "I'm gonna take a look inside the missile now, Race." "Good, good." "Wait until they are inside, then take them." "Well, that answers that." "What, doctor?" "Take a look." "The destruction activator has been cut." "That's how they downed the missile intact." "Then they could pick up the directional system." "Precisely why we are here." "Oh, the villain." "Hardly villains." "Merely interested neutral observers." "Who do a little equipment snatching on the side." "That is our purpose." "Lock them up and transfer the directional system to the submarine." "This will hold them." "They came in a submarine." "No wonder they weren't spotted." "Our orders were to pick up the two boys also." "The boys would be with the dog." "Hey, wait, Bandit." "No, boy." "Little bears are not for you to play with." "You'll never learn, will you, boy?" "Jonny, look." "Oh, boy, a baby seal." "Let's see if we can catch him." "Gotcha!" "Gotcha!" "Don't get upset, I'm not gonna hurt you." "Hey!" "Let me down!" "Let me down!" "Hey!" "Hey!" "That looked like fun." "Get me out of here!" "Come on, let me down!" "Get me out of here!" "You will never learn, will you, Jonny?" "Hey, Hadji's my friend." "What do you think you're do--?" "Quiet." "Come with us." "It'll be better for that animal if you quiet it." "You can't blame him." "He knows a couple of skunks when he smells them." "Hey, that's one of our" "One of yours, am I right?" "Then wave." "Go on, wave at the plane." "Now you." "I'm waving, I'm waving." "Harder, and wave as if you are glad to see the plane." "That's the Quest group." "They're waving." "Everything must be okay." "Right, let's head back to the base." "They saw us." "Now we" " Hey." "Run, Hadji, run." "l'll stop him." "Thattaboy, Hadji." "Go, go, go!" "Calling submarine, calling submarine." "Boy escaping in snow skimmer." "Intercept." "Repeat, intercept." "Well, it was a nice try anyway, Hadji." "Dad!" "Race!" "Thank heavens you're both safe." "What's going on?" "Who are they?" "What're they doing here?" "They're after the missile's directional brain." "Looks like they'll get it." "They'll get it." "But not what they came for." "What do you mean?" "I managed to activate the destruction mechanism before we left." "Gosh, Dad, will it explode?" "In less than three minutes." "They're coming back this way." "What do you think they want?" "If I had to guess, me." "But why?" "l don't know, Hadji." "You, come with us." "Dad, don't go!" "lt's all right, son." "Don't worry." "But, Dad, you'll-- lf he goes back there, he'll-- Why didn't he say it's set to explode?" "You know the answer to that." "He won't tell them, not even to save his own life." "We need your valuable assistance, Dr. Quest." "You will remove the directional brain for us." "Hey!" "Dad's got away from them!" "He's headed back across the" "Oh, no, he slipped." "He'll never...." "Get Quest." "Shoot, shoot!" "Dad's okay." "He's coming over." "But wow there's nothing left of that missile but a hole in the ice!" "Well, it's over, doctor." "Nobody won." "They didn't get the missile, neither did we." "No, but we can start over." "This time we'll build a better directional brain." "Guess you're right." "Hey!" "What was that, Race?" "A blizzard?" "There's your storm, sir." "Dad, can we go ahead and meet you back at the ship?" "All right, but take it easy." "Right." "Arrivederci." "I wonder if they could get a speeding ticket here." "I don't know." "But when I get back to the ship, they'll get worse than that."