"Mayday, mayday!" "This is Air Medevac 1." "Request permission to land." "MAN:" "Request denied, Medevac 1." "I'm patching you through to Central Air Control." "Listen, I don't know who I'm talking to, but I got an engine going out and a patient who's almost dead." "MAN:" "This is a secured UEO facility." "Permission to land is denied." "Repeat, permission denied." "Tell it to a friend, pal." "I'm putting her down." "(COCKING GUN)" "MAN:" "Move!" "Move!" "Move!" "You are under arrest for trespassing on a UEO facility." "I got a guy dying here, what did you want me to do?" "Let him die." "I don't think your boss would like that." "It better be somebody real special." "Mother of God." "Commander Ford." "All right, boys, let them have what they need." "Move them out!" "Let's go!" "Let's run!" "Move it!" "GUARD:" "Come on!" "Let's move!" "On the double." "(HEART MONITOR BEEPING)" "What have we got?" "Thirty-year-old hypotensive tachycardiac male in severe respiratory distress with diminished lung sounds on the left side." "(GRUNTS)" "Halt!" "Open on the left flank." "He's getting away." "GUARD:" "No!" "Stop him now!" "Who are you?" "It doesn't matter." "It does to me." "Shut down Sectors 7, 5 and 9." "Incapacitate all prisoners at high-eight ratings and above." "We've got men down there, sir." "Hold it right there." "(GUARDS COUGHING)" "MAN ON P. A:" "Code red." "Sector 5." "All personnel to alert status." "GUARD 1:" "There they go." "Stay on my right." "Fire on my command." "GUARD 2:" "Get the chopper!" "Get the chopper!" "Let's go on the double!" "Take positions and fire." "(ZAPPING)" "Where are you taking me?" "What are you doing?" "TIMOTHY:" "This isn't the first time I've thought about this, you know." "It's been bugging me for a long time." "Like how everyone in my life has something happening, but me." "Like Lucas, he's this huge brain." "Guy is gonna be this big-time scientist, no doubt about it." "And Ford, man!" "He's so cool-headed, does everything by the book." "I can't even find the book." "And Ortiz." "Oh!" "That guy is never bummed." "Piccolo's like a walking game show." "If I were him, I'd jump off a building." "But he seems like the happiest guy I know." "You know?" "Darwin happy, too." "You swim and eat fish!" "I'm stuck in the parking lot of life, everyone's going someplace except me." "I mean, I even think my hair is starting to fall out." "Darwin bald, swim faster." "Hmm." "Thanks, Darwin." "Sharing makes this so much easier." "It looks just like you." "Give me a break, Brody, I don't even know her." "Well, at least now we have something in common." "FORD:" "Oh?" "And what do we have in common now?" "Well, you know, that I mean, we were both around when Mariah broke out of a prison facility." "No, no, no." "The difference is, the first time it was really you." "This time it wasn't really me." "Boy, it sure looks like you." "That's all we've got, Nathan." "They escaped in the same medevac chopper that Commander Ford arrived in." "It wasn't me." "We know that, Jonathan." "Any idea where they went?" "We followed them on radar, but they crashed into the ocean before we could call up a chase squadron." "Sir, UEO has no idea who is behind this?" "That's why we're talking with you, Lieutenant." "Why would seaQuest know anything?" "Well, seeing as how one of your men was involved." "See, that's exactly how these things get started." "Sorry, Commander, but it was an exact likeness of you." "This was a very well-planned escape." "Took a lot of time and effort, and we thought maybe you could help us speculate on the reason why." "I think we should set a course for the vicinity." "Do a WSKRS scan of the whole region." "We'll do a particle search for the fuel." "Look for wreckage." "They may be dead." "I doubt that." "Keep us informed, Nathan, we'll do the same on our end." "You know, Captain, he is right about one thing." "This was a pretty big operation." "You think maybe they got somebody on the inside?" "They didn't need anybody on the inside, Commander, they had you." "Don't even say it." "Say what?" "Anything!" "Say, you don't have a twin brother, do you?" "You know, next time somebody uses a fake head, I hope it's yours." "Couldn't do it." "Can't duplicate perfection." "That's great, Lucas!" "Really." "Come on, it's not that big a deal." "Yes, it is, it's very impressive." "Tim!" "Tim, did you hear about Lucas?" "No." "Come on, it's nothing." "Really." "Yes, it is." "It's something." "Did you hear?" "No, let me guess, Lucas was voted "best hair" on seaQuest?" "Come on." "Most popular?" "Syndicated Science published an article Lucas wrote on aquatic soil evaluations in the Caspian Sea." "Oh!" "It's a speculative piece, apparently the editor liked it, but it was probably just because of my age." "Just kind of like a novelty thing." "It was great work." "Well..." "Congratulations." "Thank you." "You know, one day we're all gonna be able to say we knew this guy way back when he was a nobody like the rest of us." "I can't wait." "Hey, Tim." "How many Daggers does it take to change a light bulb?" "I don't know, Dagwood." "One." "(LAUGHS)" "Dagwood, how would you feel if I left seaQuest?" "For where?" "For good." "That would be bad." "Well, maybe not for me." "Well, then Dagwood doesn't know how he would feel." "How would you feel?" "Better." "Then that would be good." "Thank you, Dagwood." "Welcome." "Where's O'Neill?" "Took a personal day and signed off." "He okay?" "You'll have to ask him, sir." "Okay, Piccolo, set longitudinal course at 75 degrees, 47 minutes, 14 seconds east, latitude 28 degrees, 39 minutes, 36 seconds south." "Center of the Indian Ocean, sir?" "A broken clock is right twice a day, sir." "How can a broken clock be right twice a day?" "It's obvious, Piccolo." "Humor me." "Okay." "Let's say a clock stops at 12:15." "Yeah?" "Twice a day it's 12:15." "Yeah?" "So the broken clock would be right." "Right?" "Is this that new math I heard so much about in high school?" "Piccolo, ahead full, please." "Ortiz, prepare WSKRS scan for particle search." "Jet fuel, same location." "What's up, sir?" "I'm not sure." "It's a broken clock, it can't work!" "Piccolo." "Why am I here?" "Because you are my guest." "Who are you?" "I am the enemy of your enemy, and therefore, hopefully, your friend." "I am a Dagger." "I have many enemies, and no friends." "We do share one enemy, Mariah, seaQuest." "You led the Dagger uprising at the GELF colony, and if it weren't for Captain Bridger, you would still be free." "You know, you spelled "resignation" wrong." "I did?" "Yeah, it's "T-l-O-N."" "Oh, oh." "(CHUCKLES)" "I don't understand this." "I mean, you've got a great career in front of you on seaQuest and you're one of the most valuable men on the crew." "Well, I don't feel that way, sir." "How do you feel?" "Like a football at a baseball game." "I feel different." "I've always been different." "I was the guy who got a cold sore on prom night." "I spent my entire high-school career getting thrown up against lockers by guys named Spike." "(SIGHING) You know, nerdy O'Neill." "Geek who speaks 12 different languages, but can't talk about anything except the business at hand." "That's not the way I perceive you, and I don't think it's the way the rest of the crew perceives you." "Well, I don't think that matters, sir." "It's how I perceive me." "You know, I..." "I want to reinvent myself in a way that I'm comfortable with." "By quitting?" "Yeah, you can say I'm a quitter." "But maybe that's the point." "How do you propose to begin this reinventing?" "Well, I don't know." "But I have a partial idea." "I'd love to hear some of the parts." "Well..." "I kind of thought I'd move to a beach town, you know." "And get someplace cool." "But affordable, you know, right on the water." "Maybe meet a girl and read some important literature." "And then, I thought I would..." "Paint." "Paint?" "Yes, paint." "I've always wanted to paint." "Houses or portraits?" "Sir, Gauguin was a stockbroker before he was a painter, and I want to paint like him." "Like Gauguin?" "Yeah, you know, beautiful women and beautiful tropical places doing beautiful tropical things." "Tim, don't you think you're going off a little half-cocked?" "No, sir, it's completely cocked." "You gonna accept my resignation?" "No." "But I will give you 30 days, unassigned leave." "Sir, I've thought about this a lot." "And now you're gonna have 30 days to think about it some more." "I think you better wear one of these, too." "We may have a need to know where you are." "I don't think I'll change my mind, sir." "Well, I hope so." "Good luck, Lieutenant." "Thank you, sir." "MARAUDER:" "The world does not run on water or air, dirt or rock, or love." "The world, Mariah, runs on power, and whether it is the price of food to manipulate the poor or a mushroom cloud to protect the rich, it all serves the same purpose, to make the weak do the bidding of the strong." "I'm not interested in power." "I'm interested in freedom." "That is why you are my perfect partner." "I am a Dagger, and a slave." "We are all slaves." "I am a slave to this chair, my ugly life power, but not just any power." "Not the power of politics or money, the filthy internal combustion of oil-burning machines." "Not even the beautiful white heat of a nuclear explosion, but real power." "That everlasting love affair of cold fusion, a handful of matter that can move the Earth." "Marauder Reef, 300,000 tons of trillium buried under hundreds of feet of silt and sand, undiscovered and unknown except by me, and now you." "Trillium?" "Bugs." "Prehistoric insects swept together for hundreds of millions of years." "Pounded for an eternity between seams of rock and mud." "Leaving me with handfuls of unimaginable power." "Bugs?" "Why not?" "Fossil fuels come from the carcasses of rotting dinosaurs." "My new power comes from the bodies of billions of insects fermenting together in the richness of God's ancient soil." "Trillium, Mariah, that missing component of cold fusion that nuclear science has been looking for, for over a century." "Watch." "A speck of trillium, a simple compression of hydrogen and oxygen." "And then the power of an atomic bomb, cold fusion..." "What is contained in Marauder Reef will make modern nuclear power look like the product of a lawnmower motor." "All we have to do is mine it." "You think you can mine an underwater reef in free waters?" "Yes." "And this will only be the beginning." "The wealth of the oceans is far beyond the grasp of the fools who care for them." "Together, we can rule the seas." "The UEO rules the seas, and fools or not, seaQuest is still under their command." "Nathan Bridger, still their captain." "You don't have a prayer." "I don't need a prayer." "I have you." "Your courage, your revenge." "It's not enough." "Do not underestimate yourself, Mariah." "With the right steed, any rider can win." "We can destroy seaQuest, Mariah." "The ship's fully automated and forever powered by trillium." "And her weaponry?" "Traditionally equipped, her nuclear and laser capabilities are comparable to our enemy." "I won't play the game only to tie." "You won't have to." "A giant, genetically engineered squid, Mariah." "An eating machine programmed to feed off the bio-genetic skin of seaQuest." "A last-resort weapon, if you will." "I'll need someone who's familiar with the seaQuest, her strengths and weaknesses." "Of course." "(CALYPSO MUSIC PLAYING)" "MAN:" "Yeah." "She's out by the pool!" "WOMAN:" "They went swimming about 10 minutes ago." "MAN:" "Stop right here." "Here." "My neck is really starting to kill me." "I mean, how long do I have to stay like this?" "It's unnatural." "Till I'm done." "Well, if I knew you weren't gonna be done for this long, I wouldn't have let you do it." "I thought you said you were gonna buy me lunch?" "I said, I'd buy you lunch if you posed for me." "This is the posing part." "My neck is killing me!" "When's the lunch part?" "You should really put some sun block on those legs." "They're really white." "Thanks." "Are you sure this is my good side?" "Yes!" "Don't move." "It'll look beautiful." "You're gonna love it." "It's gonna hang in the Louvre." "WOMAN:" "I'll call you later." "Bye-bye." "You painting that girl?" "Yes." "Doesn't look like her." "It looks like her." "No, it doesn't." "Yes, it does." "Not really, her head's too small." "I'm trying to capture her essence." "(CHILDREN CHATTERING)" "I love to watch an artist at work." "Thank you." "Thank you." "I'm not really an artist, though." "Not yet anyway." "I'm not very good at painting structures." "I don't even like them that much." "Then why do you paint them?" "'Cause I ran out of people." "Why?" "Probably because I have white legs." "(LAUGHS)" "Well, I wish I had white legs." "Believe me, your legs are fine." "Why don't you paint me?" "Or don't you have enough colors on your palette?" "No, it's not that, but..." "But..." "Oh, you don't paint Daggers." "No, no!" "No, that's not it at all." "Some of my best friends are Daggers." "One of them is anyway." "He's a great guy." "Big hands." "Actually..." "You're too beautiful." "Oh." "Well, I guess that's up to the artist, isn't it?" "(CLATTERING)" "What the heck, I'll give it a try." "You know, you look a little familiar." "We've met." "Really?" "No!" "Don't." "I can't believe you let O'Neill go just like that." "I gave him 30 days off, he needed it." "Sometimes we all do." "But it's my job to counsel the crew on things of this nature, Nathan." "And if Tim is a young man having a life crisis, then going off to a beach town may not be the best therapy." "I didn't send him off to a beach town, that was his idea." "I'm worried about him, Nathan." "Is this big sister worry or psychic worry?" "I'm never sure." "It'll be fine, Wendy." "He's gonna be fine." "(GASPS)" "(GROANING)" "(PANTING)" "(CHATTERING ON VIDEO)" "(SCREAMING)" "Wendy?" "What is it?" "The Marauder." "LUCAS:" "And you can't remember anything else?" "No." "Just those numbers and the name Marauder, and O'Neill flashing in and out with a man in a wheelchair." "And the bugs." "What do you think, Lucas?" "I can't break into the database, so it's a long shot." "But about 10 years ago, there was a famous renegade hacker called the Marauder." "He was born differently abled and used a wheelchair." "The Marauder hacked into every important database in the world." "UEO Defense and Weapons Development, genetic R and D labs, the George Bush Center for New World Order in Washington, public records, private think tanks, just about everything worth hacking." "Now, when I was a kid, he was kind of like one of my heroes." "Anybody that loved computers had to love this guy." "He was the best." "What happened to him?" "Well, he stopped hacking." "Most of the guys online thought that he was caught by the company or the CIA and buried somewhere." "But there's always been this rumor that he's still alive." "That he's out there, hacking away somewhere." "And some people think that he's Dr. Russell Ketchum." "Russ Ketchum?" "Yeah." "Who's Russ Ketchum?" "You don't know who he is?" "He was a world famous child prodigy with an IQ of about 250." "He got a PhD in genetic engineering when he was 12, went on to teach at Harvard, youngest professor ever." "Till he was kicked out." "Faked a paper on cold fusion." "He said that the missing element would come from the petrified remains of prehistoric insects." "They laughed him out of the science community." "He didn't take that very well." "He tried to shoot the dean, but they never found him." "Wait, wait." "Wait, that's him." "That's who I saw." "LUCAS:" "What does Lieutenant O'Neill have to do with any of this?" "I don't know." "But let's get as much information on this guy as possible, and then come up on the Bridge." "Yeah." "Hey, Dagwood, you need a hand?" "No, Dagwood has hands." "Hey, somebody ought to help Dagwood out." "Why?" "He's trying to eat a pineapple." "How hard is that?" "Apparently, very." "He's been working at it for 20 minutes." "Dagwood." "Don't eat the part that hurts your mouth." "Okay." "Thank you." "High fiber diet." "Great for regularity, but very tough on the roof of your mouth." "What happened?" "What?" "Somebody pull your parole?" "Very funny." "Comedian?" "He misses O'Neill." "Not really, but, well, now that you mention it, I mean, here I am, me." "A guy who was put on this tug against his will, has to stay here, do his job, and O'Neill, he gets to go and live the high life just 'cause he said he didn't want to be a sailor anymore." "What is that, a trick question?" "Who wants to be a sailor?" "I do." "You don't count." "You were born for this, you look good in a uniform, you like reading about war." "You got a good salute." "I look like I'm checking to see if my hair's clean." "Go AWOL, Piccolo, I'm sure O'Neill would love you as a roommate." "Hey, I'm a hell of a roommate." "Roommate from hell, maybe." "Cute." "Relax." "O'Neill is gonna be back." "I don't know." "I mean, he wants to change his life, you know, be somebody." "He wants to be a painter." "Those guys don't get to be somebody until they're dead and he ain't dead." "What he's doing is hanging out there with some babe, while I'm stuck in this tin can watching my life float by." "Well, bear with us, Piccolo, we're watching it float by with you." "How does it look?" "Not pretty." "(GROANS)" "You're Mariah." "You led the Dagger uprising at the GELF colony." "I want the navigational stealth codes for seaQuest." "What makes you think I can help you?" "You're seaQuest's communications officer." "I resigned." "I want the codes." "I can't help you." "(GROANING)" "The codes." "Sorry." "No!" "SeaQuest 7." "Alpha 12. 2-5-3-1." "Alpha 9." "We're negative for jet fuel particle search in both the A and B quadrants, sir." "Extend search quadrants." "Go to visual scan." "We're getting close to where the chopper went in, maybe we'll start getting some answers." "I hope so, the thought of that lady out on the loose again makes me a little nervous." "Me, too." "We've got to find O'Neill." "Put all locators on his beeper." "Search every direction." "I'll have to pull some equipment off of the particle search." "The hell with the particle search." "What happened?" "You gave me the codes." "Please, they're my friends." "I thought you resigned." "Mariah, don't do this!" "Reading O'Neill's signal." "He's right where we left him, sir." "Very good." "(ALARM BEEPING)" "What the hell is that?" "We have incoming!" "One, two..." "Four torpedoes at speed, port side." "Impact in 12 seconds." "Eleven, ten..." "Inflate ballast shields to the maximum." "...nine, eight..." "Full alert." "All hands." "...seven, six..." "What's going on?" "Lucas." "Sit down." "What?" "...three, two, one." "We are at impact!" "Captain!" "Captain." "He's unconscious." "Get him to Medbay." "Go to full auxiliary power." "We got him." "Take it easy, guys." "Watch his head." "MAN 1:" "Steady, go." "MAN 2:" "Ready to start an IV." "MAN 3:" "Put him on assistance, right away." "You're in charge now, Commander." "I know." "MARAUDER:" "It is time for caution, Mariah." "An animal is always most dangerous when it's wounded." "He has a severe concussion." "Is he gonna be okay?" "I don't know." "Status, Henderson?" "LONNIE:" "Auxiliary power operational, sir." "Capacity?" "We're at 40%% ." "Is our weaponry operational at that level?" "Some of it." "Maximum sensors full scan all surrounding quadrants." "Ahead one-third." "If we're gonna be a target, let's be a moving one." "Incoming, starboard side." "Impact in nine seconds..." "Go right, full ahead." "...eight, seven, six." "Impact in five, four, three, two, one." "Impact!" "Damage report?" "The galley, sir." "B-Section 9." "Close off B-Section 9." "Where in the hell are they?" "They're close." "Henderson, give me a 360-degree scan, 2-mile range." "Fire first torpedo, 16 degrees, port." "At what?" "Fire first torpedo!" "Firing one." "We're blowing up rocks." "You see anything else out there?" "Fire second torpedo, 22 degrees, starboard." "Firing second torpedo." "Fire torpedo number three, 31 degrees, starboard." "Ortiz, no!" "Brody, don't ever counter my command." "Look!" "This isn't getting us anywhere." "We're at reduced capacity, you're wasting our weapons!" "I'm in command here." "You have a better idea, I'll hear it." "But until then, do as I say." "Yes, sir." "Fire number three." "Firing three, sir." "Full battle stations." "Let's go, ladies and gentlemen, we've got a dogfight on our hands." "(ALARM BLARING)" "Was that a guess?" "Yep." "Well, it was a hell of a good one." "Thanks." "Full left rudder, all power." "Fire port side torpedoes." "Use your head." "Be patient, Mariah." "Let seaQuest come to you." "Flood all ballasts, maximum dive rate." "Fire full lasers, starboard, maximum attack levels!" "It won't fire!" "You're out of torpedoes." "Then we'll destroy each other." "She's gonna ram us!" "Full right rudder!" "Don't be a fool, Mariah." "Save your ship to fight another day." "Today is the only day." "No!" "TONY:" "What the hell is that?" "MIGUEL:" "A giant squid." "Very big." "Ready torpedoes four and five, dead ahead." "Torpedoes ready, sir." "Abort torpedoes." "Abort." "We'll blow off the bow." "MIGUEL:" "I've got compromises in our outer shell, sir." "It's feeding on the bio-genetic skin." "Full ahead." "All power, whatever we have left." "Ready for impact, dead ahead." "Engines full reverse." "Brody." "Ready remaining weapons, fix enemy position and coordinate maximum response." "Position fixed, sir." "Signal for surrender." "If she doesn't respond in five seconds, destroy her." "Fire when ready." "I'm getting a signal, sir." "Hold your fire." "Put it up on the vidlink." "So, we meet again." "Yes, we do." "Are you surrendering?" "Never." "Then under the rules of war sanctioned by the UEO," "I'm going to destroy you and your ship." "And one of your own as well." "I'm sorry, sir." "How do I know that's really O'Neill?" "You don't." "Hey, Tim, how many Daggers does it take to change a light bulb?" "One." "That is really Tim, sir." "Dagwood knows." "This is my fault, Commander." "Do what you have to." "He's one of us, sir." "Brody." "Take over the bridge." "(ALARM RINGING)" "Yes, sir." "We don't negotiate with terrorists." "(HEART MONITOR BEEPING)" "I know." "I suppose every situation should be judged on its own merit." "You're in command, follow your instincts." "If we release your friend, you will let Mariah go free." "I won't let her go free, but I will let her escape." "Why should I believe you?" "Because I give you my word." "But this isn't over." "We'll find you." "I'm sure you will try." "But there are many oceans, Commander." "Not that many." "O'Neill's on board, sir." "Thank God." "I can go?" "For now." "Thank you." "Home port, ladies and gentlemen." "Aye, aye, Commander." "I did the right thing." "Absolutely, sir." "Thanks, Jim." "Glad to be back?" "Yes, sir." "Did you learn anything?" "Yeah." "I learned that the place that you leave looks different when you return, but that's only 'cause you're seeing it for the first time." "T.S. Eliot wrote something like that in the Gidding." "Really?" "I thought it was The Wizard of Oz." "Hi, I'm Jonathan Brandis." "You all know Darwin." "Part of our mission on seaQuest is to help ensure the longevity of our oceans." "Every year volunteers pull tons of waste from our beaches and waterways." "The greatest danger is to wildlife." "Careless disposal of fishing line and nets kill thousands of birds, fish and other marine animals each year." "Plastic and cigarette butts are most commonly found, so..." "Oh, thank you." "Don't trash where you splash." "See you on the next adventure of seaQuest."