"Casper to Hermes." "are you receiving me?" "Over." "This is Casper calling Hermes." "Are you receiving me?" "Over." "What's this?" "I want you to leave it on the bottom of the sea, where Mum can find it." "We'll set initial course for last known location of Hermes." "What else do you know about Catherine, about what happened?" "Nothing." "You don't know anything else that might be down there?" "On my screen. 700 metres and closing." "It's huge!" "We are inside the biggest deep sea installation I've ever seen, anyone's ever seen." "This is Russian." "There were 130 men on Volos last night, and after you attacked us there's just me and him." "Hello?" "Catherine's work." "I don't think you appreciate just how much danger she was in." "You knew the Russians were down here." "They killed my wife." "No." "I knew Catherine was down here." "I knew I'd find her." "The_Deep.1x03.Ghosts_Of_The_Deep.HDTV_XviD-FoV English SRT Subtitles" " UF (v1.01)" "Original Air-Date:" "August 17th 2010." "Broadcasted on BBC-HD." "I knew you were down here somewhere." "Oh, my God!" "Shit..." "OK, look, hold on." "We don't know what we've found yet." "No, no." "They've got Catherine." "Obviously they've picked her up somewhere." "They know where she is." "Where she is?" "Some Russian sub ghosts in out of nowhere." "You tell me." "What are they doing here?" "!" "The question is, what else are they hiding." "Such as?" "They must know something." "About Casper?" "About the Casper, about the Hermes." "It doesn't make sense." "It never made sense." "A state-of-the art submarine doesn't just disappear into a vent-field, no word, no trace, no nothing." "This didn't just appear of its own accord." "Oh, somebody died?" "Catherine Donnelly." "My wife." "Your wife?" "Please." "Where is she?" "This place is like, er, breaker's yard." "Old crap we no longer need." "When did you find this?" "Few months back." "We needed...how you say?" "..spare parts." "You saw her?" "So many questions." "Where is she?" "It was empty." "Don't lie to me!" "Where is she?" "Jesus, people!" "Glasnost!" "That man is not safe." "What's this?" "More threats?" "He's not safe for you." "Listen to me." "Let me take a look." "I am a salvage investigator - it's what I do." "OK, please?" "This is a titanium infrastructure and yet it has suffered total collapse, which, frankly, makes no sense." "You know, the shell should have held up even at this depth." "So, either it was found intact and it was brought in here and cut open, or it was found like this." "Now, if it was found like this, it was either attacked or she did it herself." "I mean, she was alone, she was running out of oxygen." "Maybe she made a choice." "No!" "Either I sit here, just waiting, waiting to suffocate, or I look death in the eye and use the arm, smash the view port, let the ocean in..." "No!" "End it on my own terms." "I'm sorry." "Nice." "Nicely judged, Raymond." "I think it's a possibility." "No way." "You explain this mess, then." "You didn't know Catherine." "She never gave up on anything in her life." "I'm not attacking her." "It's a hypothesis." "And I'm just pointing out you're wrong, OK?" "That's all." "'Frances?" "' Svetlana." "'Something I need to show you.'" "So I opened up the hub, ran some..." "Diagnostic tests, and?" "Was it what we thought?" "Problems with hardware?" "It's a bit more than that." "Polarity reversed." "My God, that means the motherboard's down." "Which means no start-up, no motor, so as long as motherboard is kaput..." "Then we're not getting out of here." "Can you fix it?" "You don't fix motherboard, not in this condition." "You wait for a nice Californian to send you a replacement." "Well, what do we do now?" "Oh, Christ!" "You must have a comms room somewhere." "Of course." "Next door to the reactor." "Are you saying that this whole thing is nuclear-powered?" "Our submarine is over 300 feet long." "You think we power it using candles and copper wire?" "We need to send a distress beacon up through the ice." "We need to let our support vessel know that we're in trouble, all of us." "The support vessel?" "They are equipped to perform rescue?" "No, but..." "Look, I am not going to lie." "Volos has no back-up, no distress beacon." "We are all alone here." "See?" "Volos?" "Our sub." "Oh, yeah, I know that one." "Slavic god of the underworld." "Also, did he not play for Dynamo Moscow?" "But you must have a comms room." "Even the Volos must want to communicate somewhere." "Sure." "Through here." "Flooded." "What?" "During the rescue, we took on water." "From where?" "Everywhere, from here to bridge - everything, everybody." "Is the nuclear core safe?" "It should be, but there were problems with corrosion of outer shell." "Russian engineering." "I thought it was "best in the world"." "Shut up." "Of course." "How long have you been down here?" "We make repair to Orpheus?" "We save our skin?" "Good!" "Right, what do we do now?" "Pray that Svetlana knows what to do with that motherboard." "Entering the Volos bio lab." "So we have two samples of corroded metal, one iron, one steel, and there must be months of work here." "I can't make any sense of it." "There seems to be no... discernable logic or pattern." "Wow." "It's pretty impressive up here." "I've never been here before." "No?" "So who was up here?" "Do you know?" "What was it, military, this expedition?" "Don't ask me." "Mechanic." "Freelance." "Oh, come on." "You must have some idea." "What is it?" "Kremlin?" "Oil consortium?" "I'm employed by agency." "You understand?" "Oh, my friendship's going to cost you a little more than that." "Your friendship?" "I may have been a little wide of the mark about Catherine Donnelly." "Oh, so you lied?" "I wouldn't say that." "I know she died, but whether she died at her own hands or yours..." "Well, I guess only you can tell me that." "You people." "All these questions." "Anyway, you're asking wrong guy." "Who's the right guy?" "His name was Dmitri Borisovich Zubov." "Zubov?" "Who was Zubov?" "Just be very, very happy that he's dead." "What Raymond said about Catherine, you and her, you were both as demented as each other." "Thanks for that." "No, really." "She would have fought." "She would have fought to the last breath." "OK, yeah, you don't have to say this." "No, no, I-I know..." "I know that." "I'm j..." "I'm saying, if I had a fraction of your guts." "Did I ever tell you when Sandra couldn't, er...?" "When, er... ..we couldn't have kids, she had this idea in her head that... ..having children would somehow, I don't know, complete us." "She was so sure that you can accomplish anything if you just want it enough." "And I thought, here we are, waiting for this, praying for this miracle to happen, and we're going to grow old like this." "Sorry, where are you going with this?" "I think, um..." "I think what Samson's trying to say is..." "Oh." "Have the courage to say goodbye." "Is that it?" "And what do you think of that, Vincent?" "I-I think maybe it's a good idea." "Better to have loved and lost, eh, Vincent?" "I-I wouldn't know." "No." "You wouldn't." "You wouldn't." "OK, stop it, Clem." "Yeah, but I tell you what." "I'll say it for you now." "She's gone." "She's gone." "She... is... gone." "But you see, the trouble is, it doesn't matter how many times I say it." "I could say it till I'm blue in the face, but um... ..she's still here." "My family." "You know?" "My family." "Shit." "Sorry!" "Raymond, Frances needs you in the control room." "Two minutes." "What's going on?" "It's a radio transmitter and I'm sending a message up to the surface." "Sorry." "You think it will work?" "It's unlikely, not from these kind of depths." "The sonar ain't working and you've seen their comms room." "When you've been in salvage as long as I have, you learn that the very worst thing that can happen is people just disappear." "Yeah?" "No-one likes a mystery." "Ask Clem." "So..." "Time, depth, coordinates, crew, risk assessment." "Yeah, it's a last letter home." "Just in case." "Our secret." "Oh, thank God." "Damn!" "You know," "I never told you I heard you speak once." "Imperial College?" "After you came off the Helsinki Project." "Did I?" "Something you said." "Something about people always ribbing you for being a details guy." "I don't recall." "And you said - do you remember?" "If that's an insult, you'll take it, cos there'll come a time, you said, when the future of the world rests on the end of a pin." "Yeah." "What happened to you?" "Lost the detail, I guess." "Who are you working for?" "I'm paid to look the other way." "Who?" "Moscow." "All the oil under the ridge." "Fact of the matter is, sooner or later, someone's going to dig it up." "Either you're with me or we finish this." "It's your call, Hatsuto." "It's not too late." "Unless you want it to be." "Get down." "Please." "On your knees." "Your call." "Brought to you by deep scan radar." "In fact, the electrical misfire that did for your crew..." "Did the same for our dinner?" "Mmm-hmm." "Steel fridge, excellent conductor, so anything in contact with the metal got..." "Deep scan radared." "Microwaved, basically." "It should be fine." "That's a relief." "I always liked tinned food." "Hey, how is your shoulder?" "Getting there." "How's your face?" "Is good." "Hmm, what's the time anyway?" "It's a bit after ten." "Midnight." "Moscow time." "We are all Moscow time now." "Well, technically we're on the Orpheus, so..." "Orpheus is on Volos, so Moscow time." "Oh, all right." "Moscow time." "We are all one crew now." "Yeah." "Fruits de mer!" "Na zdorovje." "Well, what a coincidence!" "Aren't you the same Scarlet Donnelly I tucked into bed half an hour ago?" "Bed, you." "Come on." "Look, if this is about before, you've got nothing to worry about." "It's probably kids messing about." "Hey, I know you miss your mum, but can we not just think about her as something good?" "Someone who's watching over us?" "One of those stars out there." "She was my little girl." "I'm keeping it safe." "What?" "All Mum's stuff...for when she gets back." "What stuff?" "Not supposed to say." "Why not?" "Too dangerous, Mum said." "Well, surely you could tell me." "She said it was our secret." "She said..." "She said it would change the world." "What are you here for, Orpheus?" "Here?" "Arctic Ocean." "We're following up, er, Catherine Donnelly's research on the Hermes expedition." "Research?" "What kind of research?" "Catherine found evidence of new life form organisms of the vent field, which, er..." "Which?" "Which is what we're here to find out." "And your friend." "I do not understand for what he is doing here." "Who?" "Clem?" "Correct." "Clem's just a bloody good engineer." "He's the best we've got." "Your point being?" "Well, you think he's here for ocean biology?" "Not really your place to question our crew." "And you, Arkady?" "What exactly are you doing here?" "Research." "Of a different kind?" "Yes." "Mud samples." "Biggest drill parts I've ever seen." "Oil." "Right?" "Svet." "You have news?" "I'm sorry." "Software I can fix, but motherboard, no idea." "So what now?" "[ALARM RINGS]" "It's Volos!" "What is this?" "Can you turn it off?" "There's a problem with the reactor?" "I think so." "Where's your specialist engineer?" "You're going to have a nuclear specialist on board." "Look around you." "Everybody's dead." "You are new specialist." "See." "Temperature's rising within the core." "Malfunction or systems breakdown perhaps, or a leak?" "Correct?" "If temperature goes into red zone, there is nuclear chain reaction inside the core." "This is an hour?" "Less than one hour?" "What?" "Impossible to be precise." "The core that powers the whole thing is going to heat up, triggering a nuclear explosion, OK." "You're a mechanic." "You're an engineer." "What do we do?" "Clem?" "You won't like it." "I don't like the alternatives." "Control rods, OK?" "You lower them into the core." "It cools down the reactor, slows down the chain reaction, cancel explosion." "That's it?" "That's the theory." "What's not to like?" "The control rods, they have to be inserted by hand." "Oh." "Somebody has..." "One of us has to..." "We need a volunteer." "What we need is a martyr." "You have a suit, though?" "A radiation suit?" "Of course, but..." "At these levels, there's no defence." "So what now?" "Russian roulette?" "Come on, people, this is insane." "I'm aware that this isn't what anyone signed up for." "No, no, that's not the point." "This whole damn ridge, it's subject to a UN exclusion zone!" "I think we're wandering off the point..." "No, we're all thinking the same." "You don't have any right to be here!" "We saved your arse!" "We lost our crew saving you people." "Pity you weren't so bountiful last time around." "That's enough!" "The Hermes crew, huh?" "They were just in the wrong place at the wrong time?" "Shut up, both of you!" "OK, we have to think." "Wait a minute." "The Alaska has heard nothing from us in hours, right?" "Right?" "They must have figured out we're in trouble." "Wake up, Vince." "What, all that shit-hot monitoring equipment up on the ice and this giant sub just sneaks in under the radar?" "Come on, think." "Somebody up there knows that the Russians are down here drilling." "They have just been persuaded to keep their mouth shut, right?" "No." "[HE SPEAKS RUSSIAN]" "[THEY SPEAK RUSSIAN]" "What are they saying?" "Nothing." "One of you will go into the nuclear core and insert the control rod." "No, that's not how..." "One of you will go into nuclear core." "Which one?" "You're free to choose." "I..." "Fine, fine, I'll go first." "Thank God for that." "Clem, you go first, mate." "I, er, saw a documentary on it once." "Chernobyl." "Radiation sickness." "It cooks you." "Organs first." "Skin." "Vomiting." "Y-You go blind." "You, er..." "This is me, the rock guy." "You can't send me in there." "I'm sorry." "You don't go in, I shoot you." "I shoot your captain." "Then we find new volunteer." "Tell me you wouldn't do the same." "I wouldn't do the same." "Is this all we are, huh?" "Some flipping game show?" "Vince, Vince, are you up for this?" "No." "Oh, God..." "Fine." "Frances, this isn't some shit about me or you or..." "Someone's got to do it." "Someone...someone has to do it." "Why does it have to be you?" "Don't go." "Please don't go!" "Frances..." "Frances..." "I've got to go and do this." "THEY SPEAK RUSSIAN" "Didn't even have the guts to watch." "You and me both." "Wait!" "Wait!" "Get Samson out of there!" "Wait!" "Wait!" "Get away." "The point is, if we can restore the power to the Orpheus, if we can get the engines working, then we can be away from here before the nuclear chain reaction." "I-I-I know all of that." "If we replace the motherboard..." "How do we do that?" "The Hermes." "Identical operational systems." "The motherboard works off the same basic platform." "It's in a hub system." "It should be insulated from any damage sustained by the sub." "We looked for the Hermes already." "We couldn't find it." "It's crazy." "This you drag me back for, huh?" "The Hermes?" "It's worth a shot, Samson." "Svetlana, let's go." "Where are you going?" "Volos has its own submersible." "We use it to service habitats, the well-heads." "It's OK for short trips, but anything longer..." "If we use two, we have double the chance." "Come on, it's a fishing trip." "What do we have?" "30 minutes?" "You drag me back out, see how it goes, then you're going to just send me back in?" "We want to save your life." "Jesus Christ!" "Wait, wait, hang on." "Arkady, Casper, can you get hold of the co-ordinates for where it was picked up?" "It's possible." "We have log book." "OK, even allowing for tidal drift, wherever Casper went down, Hermes cannot be that far away, right?" "He's right." "You find Casper, you find Hermes." "OK." "Setting speed to eight knots." "Locking coordinates X175, Y232." "Over." "OK, let's drop down another ten metres." "How's Lurg?" "Better than my Russian." "Dropping now." "You all right, mate?" "Listen, I wanted to say..." "What's this?" "Grovel, grovel?" "Basically." "I'm the one in the trenches, aren't I?" "Huh?" "Oh, you know, who shat himself while his best mates raised their bayonets and..." "What?" "You're trembling." "Um..." "What's the opposite of, um, vertigo?" "I think I just looked up." "Hey." "It's going to be fine." "They'll find the motherboard and..." "OK, Vincent." "Any sign of our wreck?" "Negative." "This is it?" "This is where they picked up Casper?" "Orpheus?" "If co-ordinates are correct, I think so." "You think so?" "It's written in the log book, see?" "And if you're lying?" "Why would I do such a thing?" "Just follow the current, Clem." "What are you saying?" "If it gets too hot, one of you goes in." "It's at 800 Celsius. 830." "We still have time." "Hang on." "Er, 20, 25 metres to your right." "Do you see that?" "Can you get any closer, Clem?" "Ah-ha." "Eurgh!" "What are they?" "Hagfish." "Catherine had a thing about hagfish." "Scavengers." "They feast on the dead and..." "Anyway..." "Clem?" "What can you see?" "Looks like we got our wreck." "I'm taking her in." "Jesus!" "What happened to her?" "OK, you need to dock your vessel directly over the hatch on Hermes." "That's it." "Arkady, how do I check the seal?" "There's a pressure gauge immediately to your left." "That will tell you if the seal is airtight." "Airtight...ish." "You sure this will work?" "Interior seems to be sealed." "Going from the read-outs, seems to be some ambient pressure still." "OK, here I go." "Svet, is he in?" "Still here, I think." "'Still alive.'" "'I'm in.'" "He's in." "He's gone in." "'You need to hurry, Clem." "'We haven't got much time." "'Clem?" "'Clem?" "'Clem, are you receiving me?" "'" "There's nobody here." "Nobody." "No corpses." "It looks like the doors to the back are sealed." "Something must have triggered an automatic lockdown." "Clem?" "You're OK?" "'Where are you?" "Clem?" "'" "In the control room." "OK." "On the left there should be a desk." "Under the desk there is aluminium unit." "Yes, I know where it is." "Unscrewing the hatch." "Hatch unscrewed." "The fifth board on your right, that's the motherboard." "I know what it is!" "Got it." "He's got it." "Svet?" "The motherboard." "He's got the motherboard." "Good." "That's good." "Good." "Look, temperature is still rising." "Quickly." "Tell him." "Crew prepare to abandon the Volos." "Hurry back, you two." "Clem?" "Do you copy that?" "Frances says the crew's on standby." "Do you copy that?" "'Clem?" "'Clem, do you copy that?" "'Clem?" "'Clem, you need to move." "'Clem, pick up!" "'" "Clem?" "Svet, what's happening?" "I don't know." "We seem to have lost radio contact." "Clem, do you copy that?" "Over." "'OK, I'm back in.'" "Is the motherboard still intact?" "Seems to be." "OK, you guys get out of there." "Hurry back." "Vincent?" "Yeah." "All right, checking the systems." "SPEAKS RUSSIAN" "You're very quiet, Raymond?" "These pictures..." "I mean, here on the rear." "I've seen Second World War wrecks in better nick." "Then what happened?" "I would say something went after it." "Something a lot meaner and a lot hungrier than a..." "Hagfish." "Yeah." "'Hitting a prevailing current.'" "If it's easier, come around the prow." "Where do you think they all went?" "The crew?" "I guess at some point they must have all gone to the back of the sub." "What do you think they were doing there?" "I don't know." "Still, they left something behind." "Something we can actually use." "I call that a miracle, don't you?" "Jesus!" "Are you all right?" "Shitting stupid man." "Where is he going?" "Clem, what are you doing?" "Clem?" "Clem, do you copy?" "There!" "What?" "Porthole." "What about?" "I swear, she was..." "She was looking right at me." "Who was looking?" "Catherine!" "Clem, how is that possible?" "Wait." "Clem..." "She was there." "I want you to understand something..." "She was right there!" "Don't do this." "I knew he was lying to me." "I knew it!" "850 Celsius." "There is no time." "I think he knows that." "Tell him." "Clem. you have to hurry." "We need the motherboard." "'Clem?" "'" "I saw her." "I do not want to make light of your pain." "I believe you saw her." "We have minutes." "Minutes!" "There are people, friends waiting for us." "You have your child waiting for you back home." "We have to go now." "Clem." "All right, all right." "You made it." "Yep, got it." "OK, let's get going." "Clem." "What took you?" "Clem..." "Oh, I don't know how to say this." "Well, say it." "He thought he saw his wife." "What?" "!" "I just think he's a bit...in his head Well, where...?" "Install this." "Samson, come on." "Clem, please don't..." "Don't try and stop me!" "This is about my family." "Five minutes - that's all I want." "Five minutes!" "Clem, we don't have five minutes!" "Shit!" "Clem!" "Clem!" "It's OK." "I'm just shutting down power." "Now what?" "OK, now reboot and pray this thing works." "Clem, stop." "Come on, stop this!" "Get your hands off me!" "You imagined this." "You dreamed it." "It was a ghost, Clem." "I know you think that." "I don't blame you." "I'd say the same thing myself." "Recent trauma." "Who knows?" "Hypoxia, the Hermes, everything" " I get it." "But the thing is, she had short hair!" "She had what?" "Look." "This is the face I look at every bloody night." "Catherine." "All the time I've known her, she had her long hair, huh?" "But tell me why, if this was some hallucinatory episode, when I saw her at the window, she'd short hair?" "Just give me a chance." "Will you do that for me?" "OK?" "Are we up?" "'Frances?" "'" "Go on, Svet." "'The power is restored." "'The engines are ready' and waiting for your order." "We're on our way back." "I'm not waiting." "The core is going to blow in minutes." "You don't come with us now, you orphan your child." "Gran!" "[ALARM RINGS]" "Catherine?" "Cath?" "OK, so there's a door..." "Must lead to the front of the sub, it must do." "It won't open." "It's turning, but it's jammed, it won't open." "Frances?" "For Christ sake, Samson." "He's not the only one with a family." "He cannot bounce us into some half-baked suicide pact." "Frances, stop it!" "Let's go now!" "Christ sake, five minutes!" "He has a point." "What?" "!" "I can't stop Clem, but he can't take all of us with him." "And who's going to make that decision?" "You?" "It's my duty." "What if he saw her?" "I mean, really." "It's not possible, Vincent." "Then we go now." "No problem." "Clem, we have to go!" "I know, I know." "Shit, the hawsers are still attached." "It's OK, I've got it." "Run!" "Clem, I am begging you, come back." "'Please let this thing go.'" "OK, door's open." "I'm going through." "Clem!" "Right, be advised." "Hawser lines detached." "Free to go." "Over." "OK, come on back, Vincent." "I'm on my way, boss." "'I'm in!" "' OK." "Starting engines." "Exits sealed." "Let's go." "Cath?" "Catherine?" "Cath?" "Who are you?" "What are you doing?" "!" "I'm looking for my wife." "I'm looking for Catherine, my wife." "Is she here?" "Not here." "No?" "Who are you?" "Clem!" "'Zubov.' Clem, what's going on?" "'Please, my wife, I know she's here.' We go now or I shoot you." "'I saw her." "Please, is she still alive?" "'" "In there?" "'Yes.'" "We are not waiting." "We go now." "Come on." "Go!" "Cath?" "Cath." "I never..." "I never, ever gave up." "Never." "[HE SPEAKS RUSSIAN]" "[HE SHOUTS ANXIOUSLY]" "Oh." "Oh, my love." "I have to tell." "Um, I don't know if you can hear me, but I've 'found her." "She's right here." "She...she's here, aren't you, and you're fine?" "'" "'I'm fine.'" "Oh, Clem, I'm sorry." "Oh, no, no, she's right here." "Clem, the core's going to go any second." "We had to go." "We have to sign off." "What?" "Samson!" "Just...there wasn't enough time." "Clem, I'm sorry." "Frances, will you tell Scarlet that I love her very much?" "Will you tell her that, Frances?" "And will you tell her not to be brave?" "Frances?" "Frances?" "Frances?" "!" "You knew, didn't you?" "You knew she was here!" "Didn't you?" "I knew." "[HE SPEAKS RUSSIAN]" "He says the core's temperature is dropping." "What?" "Below 800." "Well, how's that possible?" "Where's Vincent?" "Oh, no, Vincent!" "I took an oath to preserve this crew from grave and desperate circumstances, and I have singularly failed." "We left behind three people, and there's nothing I can do for them." "Are we all going home now on the Orpheus?" "They're drilling at the bottom of the Acheron Trench." "That's 8,500 feet straight down." "Human beings should not go down there." "Have you ever seen a vessel implode at depth?" "One minute you're looking at a submersible full of people, the next it's a twisted lump of metal like something out of a car compactor." "We don't have a choice." "We head for the surface." "We head home." "No, we don't." "The_Deep.1x03.Ghosts_Of_The_Deep.HDTV_XviD-FoV English SRT Subtitles" " UF (v1.01)" "Original Subtitles by Red Bee Media Ltd" "E-mail subtitling@bbc.co.uk"