- What's happenin'?
- Not a hell of a lot.
- Okay, go.
- Hello.
- Hey you.
- Hey, they made it.
- They always do.
Everything okay, Mike?
- Yeah, it's fine.
Got your guy in the back.
- Hey, how's it goin', Washington?
I don't know. My name's Mohammed.
- He's newborn.
- One body.
- Hiya, Colonel.
- 50,000 on delivery.
- Thank you.
- Then you better disappeared for a while.
- That's exactly what we're gonna do.
We got the boat filled up with gas, gotta go to Trinidad
and have ourselves one hell of a good time.
- You deserve it.
- Say Colonel, when are we gonna see your face?
- You have no reason to see my face.
- Oh yeah?
Do you still live at 12 West 58th Street?
- How do you know?
- Count it, Wash.
- Mohammed!
One, two, three, four.
- I'll drive, I'll drive.
Wait a second, what time you got?
- Time, now you wanna know the time.
You want me to count the money or tell you the time?
Look, you count, I'll drive.
- No racing, Wash.
- It's Mohammed.
M-0O-H-A-M-M-E-D. - Yeah, yeah.
You'll always be Washington to me.
Let's go, c'mon.
- Hey, that's not funny.
- What?
- Told you I'm cleanin' up my act.
- Oh come on, Wash.
- It's not Wash, okay?
It's Mohammed.
M-O-H. - Okay, I know.
I know, I know.
- Hey, hey!
Look, look behind us.
There's a chopper.
It's comin' down here.
- I wonder what the hell he's doin' off the platform.
- I don't know.
- You wanna play, son of a bitch?
- Lower, lower.
- So you wanna fight, huh?
Well come on and get it, wuss.
Goddammit.
- Bill Cook.
It's got to be Bill Cook.
- I don't know.
- It's got to be.
He's the only dirtball around here to do that.
- Commander.
I got a chopper coming in here, sir.
Closing in at 180 knots.
- You sure it's ours?
- Affirmative.
It's Mustang 3 coming in from Machu Picchu.
He's asking for clearance to land.
- Fine, bring him in.
- Yes, sir.
Echo 1 to Mustang 3,
approach on 109er.
Repeat, 109er.
- Professor Saunders.
- Oh.
Yes, Commander?
- Your expert's coming in.
- Professor, the chopper's about to land.
I'm going down below.
- Hey Bill, good trip?
- Sure, no problem.
I'd like to know more about it.
- Oh, really?
What happened?
- Well you better watch out you don't get hit.
- Welcome aboard, Dr. Rollins.
- Aboard what?
- No one told you?
- Look, 12 hours ago
I was running a very important dig in Mazatlan.
Then your cowboy and his pals shoved me in that rattle trap
and all he'll tell me some cockamamie story
about US government business.
- Yes, in fact.
- See what I mean?
She bites.
- I'm terribly sorry, Dr. Rollins.
You should take it up with the Navy department.
- I'll do a lot more than that if I don't get some answers.
Like where am I?
- Yes, of course.
Approximately 68 degrees west, 24 degrees north.
- Dandy.
And where does a PhD in pre-Colombian dialects come in?
More to the point, how does she get off?
- If you just step inside,
there's something we'd like you to see.
- It's fantastic.
I've never seen anything like it.
Where did you find it?
- 5,712 feet down.
The spectrograph makes it about 12,000 years old,
a lot older than anything you'd ever dig up in Mazatlan
and we've gotten you here to decipher
the inscriptions on that tablet.
- What's going on here?
Who are you?
- Of course, I'm sorry.
I'm Professor Saunders, Peter Saunders, nuclear physics.
Couple of years ago,
a Russian sub armed with nuclear missiles
found it right underneath this rig.
We're going to float it.
- What's this got to do with it?
- Well that's why we're hoping you'll tell us.
- You have an extra cup of coffee there,
Professor?
- Girls first.
I brought you some coffee.
- Oh, thank you.
Just what the doctor ordered, Peter.
- Getting anywhere?
- Well I've managed to isolate a graphic route
common to most pre-Colombian languages.
This little tablet of yours
just might be as important as the Rosetta stone.
I think it confirms the existence of Atlantis.
How are you getting on?
- It should be bobbing up like a beach ball
in the next 10 minutes.
Hey Frank, have you got the sub on the monitor?
- Yes, Professor.
- You wanna have a look?
- You bet.
- Step this way.
- Phase 2 completed.
Pressure: stabilized.
Inclination: 15 degrees.
Headed for 7.5.
- Zero minus 190 seconds.
- Somehow I thought it'd be a lot more complex.
- The biggest trick
has been keeping the Russians in the dark.
- Zero minus 40 seconds.
Countdown proceeding on schedule.
Static alignment complete.
- Surface conditions acceptable and holding.
Infrastructure data within limits.
Pressure: constant.
- Zero minus five seconds.
- Here you go.
- Open the valves.
- Valves: open.
Free security systems
- Security systems off.
- Remove support struts.
- Support struts away.
- Augment flotation pressure.
- Pressure increasing.
- We've got movement.
She's coming up.
- 1,600 feet.
1,500.
1,400.
Pitch control and stable.
Ascent velocity: 104.
Internal pressure constant.
Roll within acceptable limits.
- 700 feet.
600.
C'mon, baby.
C'mon up.
Christ.
Commander, I got something on radar.
You better have a look, sir.
Something's really wrong, sir.
- What is it?
- Look, 300 feet.
250.
- Commander, barometric pressure's falling fast.
Too fast.
- Commander, we've radio contact with Newport.
- The computer ciphers are back to zero.
Main circuit's blown.
Code 1 emergency.
- Watch it.
Go to secondary circuits.
- What's wrong?
- Is the sub still rising on sched?
- Yes, sir.
It's at 30 feet.
Should break any second.
- Renewed sonar disturbance.
Jesus, the sea bottom's going crazy.
- My god.
What's happening?
- George?
Let's go back inside.
George?
Let's go back home.
- Mary.
Mary, Mary!
Oh darling.
Shit.
No,
no!
- Good god.
Radio for help.
- Mayday, mayday.
This is Echo 1.
Position 68 west, 24 north.
Mayday, mayday.
This is Echo 1.
Position 68 west, 24 north. - Life jackets, c'mon.
- Do you read me?
Mayday, mayday.
This is Echo 1.
Position 68 west, 24 north.
Mayday, mayday.
This is Echo 1. - C'mon, c'mon.
Move it, hurry.
C'mon. - Mayday.
Position 68 west, 24 north.
This is Echo 1.
- Keep it straight, Wash.
- I'm tryin'.
She won't hold.
- Hell of a blow.
Goddamn.
What is that, an island?
A goddamn island.
Help!
- Over here. - Help.
Over here! - Help, over here!
- Help, hey! - Over here.
- Hey, this way!
Over here! - Help!
- It's not the greatest, but at least it's warm.
- Thanks.
You really saved our lives.
- It was lucky you saw us.
- Well I'll be.
- Hey!
- It's Washington. - Bill Cook.
- Good to see you. - Hey Mike, look what I got.
- I'll be damned, Bill Cook.
I thought that was your chopper we saw flyin' over.
- Just my way of sayin' I love you.
- Well I love you too, you dirtball.
Wash, throw his ass back in there.
- Hey. - Hey hey.
- Don't worry 'bout it.
They're old buddies.
- How 'bout a beer, sweetheart?
- Want a beer?
'Kay.
Manuel, get him a beer.
- Comin' up. - Just one.
- Did you guys see what I saw?
There's some kinda island.
- I don't know what it was we saw.
I don't think I wanna know.
All T know is our engine doesn't work.
That's our problem right now.
- No way you guys can get a man to the moon.
You spring one leak on a boat and you call a plumber.
- There's an unusual reversal of polarity in the armature.
Try it.
- Try it.
- It doesn't work, Professor.
- Try it again.
- Try again, Mike.
- All right.
All right, hear this.
The engine works.
- 'Bout time.
- The instruments are still out.
I don't know where we're gonna go.
On the beach driftin'.
- Mike, catch.
Straight vodka, just the thing for sighting spirits.
- Thank you.
- Well if you ask me, we're heading around in circles.
- What's wrong with circles?
- Since I don't have all that watching over my sweet ass,
I'd feel a lot better
if I thought we were heading for dry land, you know?
- All your damn thoughts don't go north of your neck anyhow.
- Wash, take over for me.
Don't you ever quit?
- I find work relaxing.
- What is that thing?
- I don't think you'd understand.
- All sailors are guys like Popeye, huh?
All we do is eat spinach.
- I like spinach too.
- Well I tell you what.
As soon as we get back,
I'll take you out to spinach dinner.
And then for now why don't you try and get some sleep?
- I'll try.
What's happening?
- We hit somethin'.
- Well what do you think?
- San Pedro Island.
I remember the breakwater.
- Well it's no Trinidad, but I'll take it.
- What do you wanna do, Manuel?
- Let go.
Manuel, have you gone crazy?
- Cathy is ours.
I'll kill you all.
You got no choice, I warn you.
You gotta die, everybody, all of you.
We gotta kill you all.
You got no hope.
- Man.
Manuel, what in the hell are you doin'?
- Cathy is gonna come with us.
You gotta die, Mike.
No mistake, I got to kill you.
- Why do you wanna shoot me?
- You gotta die, everybody.
You gotta die.
- Manuel, we're your friends.
We no friends, no more.
You gotta die, Mike.
Understand us?
You gotta die.
You got no choice.
No choice.
- We're your friends, Manuel.
Come on, you remember me.
- Hell, Mike.
What do you think got into the kid?
- Beats me.
- What'd he want you for?
- His tattoo, did you see it?
It was like one of the symbols of the tablet.
- What's it mean?
- I've got an idea, but it's too incredible.
No, it's impossible.
- But
can't leave him like that.
- We can't do him any good.
Better start worrying about ourselves.
- But we can't!
We gotta do something.
- Frank, let's go.
- It's terrible, Mike.
It's like living something unreal.
- Unfortunately, it's all very true.
- Hold it.
Get against the wall.
- Wash.
- Get outta here.
Shit.
So now what do we do, Mike?
- What can we do?
Our engines are out of whack,
the Colonel'll just bring us back here.
Might as well keep on goin'.
- Let's go. - Okay, lead on.
Cat? - Let's move out, gang.
- It's the judgment.
God is gonna make us pay for our sins.
He paid
and we're gonna pay.
- Look, someone's coming.
- It's Manuel.
- Mike!
Take her away, Mike.
Go now.
Oh, we'll come and get her.
We'll kill all of you to get to her.
- Why, Manuel?
What in the hell's goin' on here?
- I don't want to kill you, Mike.
Please go.
Go away.
Go!
Go away.
I kill you, Mike.
Please go away.
Go!
Hey!
- Inside.
Professor Saunders, you wanna get your ass blown away?
Get in here.
- Hell of a welcome committee.
- Yeah, but what do we have to welcome 'em with?
- Surely in hell don't have enough, just three rounds.
- Now we know who sacked the town.
- No, no more blood.
They're human.
They'll listen to reason.
These guys are complete loons.
- Hey Father Frank.
Wait a minute.
Frank!
Frank, get back in here.
- Brothers, no more blood!
Brothers, listen to me.
Brothers!
Brothers.
Brothers, no more blood!
Please, no more blood!
No more blood!
We have a .
- No, they're not human.
We've gotta get out of here!
- Professor,
relax!
Whatever we do, we do it together, okay?
- Look, we got a better chance upstairs.
Cathy, c'mon.
- Down!
- I'll get it.
- Mike!
- It's a trap, Mike.
- Mike!
- Thanks, Wash.
- We're sittin' ducks out here.
- We gotta find a better place.
- Well what do we do now, pick straws and see who goes?
- No, I'll scout around and find a way out.
- Christ sake, watch yourself.
They're getting ready to regroup.
Let's get downstairs.
- Well Bill,
how do you plan to get through there without wings?
- Good question, Wash.
If only we had a chopper,
these weirdos would never catch us.
- Please.
Please, no.
No, no.
- Let's go.
Get over there, outta sight.
Ready?
- You thinkin' what I'm thinkin'?
- You got it.
Let's go for it.
- I need some wire.
Here, give it to me.
- More.
- Here he comes, baby.
The trees.
There you go.
C'mon, baby.
Take him out.
- Look for something useful.
- Anythin' we can use? - No.
Shit.
- They're brand new.
Hey Bill!
- Hey bullets.
- Great. - Great.
- Bullets.
- Take it.
- Why?
I don't wanna kill anybody no matter what.
- You might change your mind.
- I don't think so.
I never do.
- I'd feel better if you kept it, all right?
- You really don't have to worry just because I'm a woman.
I'm not so weak.
Mike?
- Yeah.
- Thanks.
- Here they come.
- Get down.
- Go, hit 'em with .
- With fire, they'll burn just like napalm.
- Hell, it is napalm.
- Wash! - Shit.
- He almost killed you.
- I'm glad you changed your mind.
- I didn't want to kill.
- I know.
- I didn't want to kill.
- Don't worry about it.
Just don't worry about it.
- Yeah, here we go.
All loose.
C'mon, baby.
One more.
Here you go.
Yeah, we go.
- I'ma check things out.
- I'm coming with you.
- No, you stay with the others.
- You're not one of them.
They'd have killed us by now.
We thought we were the only ones left.
- You came to save us.
Thank you.
- How long you been here?
- We've been here all night.
It started yesterday.
We were going to a cocktail party
when all of a sudden, everything went out:
phone, TV, current, everything.
- The generator is working now.
Who are they?
- That's when the killing started.
They just destroyed everything and anything in sight.
I teach school.
It was horrible.
No pity, no emotion, just hatred.
It was the same everywhere,
people trying to escape from town.
Most of them were caught on the roads by the gangs,
tortured, brutalized, murdered.
- I doubt that anyone got away.
The interceptors are everywhere.
- Interceptors?
- Well that's what they call themselves.
I don't know why.
- Hey, just a second.
What time did it start?
- Around 5:15 p.m.
right after the current went out.
- Same time the platform was wrecked.
- Look, I don't reckon we've got much of a chance.
I'd like you to know my name at least, Larry Stoddard.
- We're gonna make it, Larry.
We're definitely gonna make it.
By the way, my name's Mike Ross.
That's Professor Saunders.
- I'm Barbara's daughter.
- Liza.
- I don't believe you.
- Like I said, I find work relaxing.
- Yeah, is that important?
- Yes, I might just be able to figure out
what this craziness is all about.
- Yeah.
Is it over now?
- Yeah.
- Hey Mike.
Just a couple of yards more.
- We have come back,
come back to the world that has always been ours.
You have no place in it.
You cannot defend yourselves.
Our civilization does not accept intruders.
We have returned to reestablish our presence.
You have violated our world
and therefore you must be punished.
All of you will be executed.
All of you except one.
- He means me.
We hit it off right away.
- Yeah, we all hit it off right away.
It's gotta be Cathy.
Manuel said they're gonna come back and get her.
- I understand.
- Everybody find a place and hide.
Stay there.
Let 'em get into range.
Every shot's got account.
- This is it.
Come over and get it, you freaks!
- Why don't you suck this?
- Want some more?
All right, here it is.
Here's one for Lucius.
Come on, come on.
C'mon and get some more!
Here you go.
You want it?
Here you go, baby.
- No!
No!
- Liza! - Liza!
No, Liza!
- Well, well, Mike.
- Let's go.
- They're throwing gas bombs!
- We'll probably wait 'til it disperses.
Come on, let's get to the other side.
C'mon.
- C'm 1 on, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon.
Barrel, barrel, barrel.
C'mon with barrel.
Comin' up, huh?
- 'Kay, let's go.
- Barrel.
- Barbara!
- Cathy!
- Don't leave me here.
Don't leave me alone!
Don't leave me alone.
Grab her and get away?
What the hell they want with her?
- I don't know.
I think they probably let us get away.
You wouldn't be thinkin' about tryin' anything silly
like goin' in there after her, would you?
- If I could just figure out where they've taken her.
- Listen Mike,
I always knew you were crazy but not suicidal.
- We can't just let 'em drag her off like that.
We gotta at least give it a shot.
- Mike.
Okay, but suicide it still is.
- Bill, you stay here
with the professor and Larry, all right?
Wash and I'll check this out.
- Thanks a lot.
I like it.
Thanks a hell of a goddamn lot.
- Ha-ha my ass.
- Dude.
Hey, you go that way.
- Don't know how to ride.
- Then ride.
- Well what do ya know?
A good old-fashioned mortal man worried about his money.
Glad to see you.
- I'm really the Tasmanian devil.
Nice bracelet.
- Yeah. - You like that?
- Not my choice of jewelry.
- Mine neither.
They were putting the money
when raiders blasted the police station.
- Well why are we putting the cuffs on you?
- They gave me four years.
Judicial err, you know?
- But they shoulda gave you 14 years not minutes.
- Forging one lousy check?
Nice.
- What you got?
So Cathy was able to decipher was on the tablet.
What'd she find out?
- She discovered that the mythical Atlantis was destroyed
during the Civil War and those who survived
lost the secret to science and power.
In her notes,
she talks about a solar fire that destroyed everything.
- A solar fire.
- Yeah, probably a kind of nuclear explosion.
- So that island that saw come up,
that's what's left of Atlantis.
What's that have to do with the Russian sub?
- It was the radiation from the sub
caused the island to rise.
- Why'd they kidnap Cathy?
- Who knows?
Maybe they need her knowledge.
Obviously they determined to bring back Atlantis
in all its magnificence.
- Crap.
Professor, you think they took her to this island?
- It's possible.
- Hey, I know where is a chopper if you want.
- Listen, Mike.
You're not seriously thinking
of going to this Atlantis alone.
- No, he's not seriously thinking of goin' alone.
- You got it.
- Like I said
suicide, here we come.
- Professor.
- Hmm?
- Local cops sure had a lotta good weapons.
- Yeah, these islands get very dangerous visitors
now and then.
I was a real lightweight.
- Yeah.
Watch it.
Hey Wash!
- Yeah, what?
- Here comes the chopper.
- Where?
- Comin' in behind us.
- Let him get in.
It's comin' in.
They're on the roof.
Get down, get down!
- Yeah, we got him.
- Shoot him!
- All right, all right.
- Yeah, he sure got his.
- Friend of yours?
- Yeah, his name was Larry.
Larry got it, Wash!
- Larry? - Yeah.
- Hey!
Hey, that'll teach ya.
- Saunders?
- Yeah. - Take it.
- Yee-haw, we got 'em.
- All right!
Way to go, Billy!
All right, all right, all right.
We got company.
- All the raiders, there are too many.
- Go for it, Washington.
- Let's go. - Hold on.
- Let's go, Wash.
- All right, all right.
- Let's go.
C'mon.
- Mike now, now.
- All right, just go.
Go!
Get it started!
- Get in, schnell.
- Mike, Mike.
Mike!
Come on, Mike!
Come on, get over here!
C'mon.
- Son of a bitch.
C'mon, get your ass over here.
Bit lower, c'mon.
- Mike.
C'mon, baby.
C'mon, Mike.
- Take it.
- C'mon, Mike.
- Come on. - C'mon.
- That's it.
- Come on.
C'mon, Mike.
- Thanks.
Professor Saunders, you're a lifesaver.
- Hey, real circus acrobat, huh Mike?
- Yeah.
Tell me just like good old times.
Need a hand?
I had a few lessons in Guam.
- No thanks.
A little knowledge is a very dangerous thing.
By the way, anyone know where we're going?
- Yeah 68 west, 24 degrees north.
That's where the platform was.
The island came up right next to it.
- Nice work, Professor.
I've got no head for figures.
That puts the island right over that way.
- Well let's check.
Hey Wash, if you were an island, where would you be?
- Right about there.
- That does it.
Washington's always 180 degrees off.
We broke outta prison camp once.
We just circled right back where we started.
- Take the controls a minute, Mike.
- Nothin' to it.
Nothin'.
- Almost nothin'.
- Bill, we got enough gas for playing games?
- We'll be okay.
- Look, over there.
I see it.
- If Washington sees anything, it's probably an iceberg.
- No, I see it too about 30 degrees left.
- What do ya know?
- What's going on?
- What is it?
- Jesus, it's a good thing that island's where we wanna go
‘cause it's pulling us in like pulling a kite.
- Don't look like no advanced civilization to me.
It's a bunch of trees.
- Maybe that's just it.
Maybe the people of Atlantis knew how to live
without building eyesores and ruining the environment.
- Hold on tight, boys.
We're coming in full rotor.
I've done better.
Everybody okay?
- Yeah. - Okay here.
- Okay, no problem.
- We're gonna be runnin' as soon as they open up that hatch.
- I've been running all my life.
- I ran the hurdles in high school.
- You're gonna need it here.
Let's go.
Hold it.
Split up.
Spread out that way.
- Let's go, Mike. C'mon.
Let's move out.
- In high school, starter always fired blanks.
- That leg's gonna swell up.
You're gonna have to stay here.
Someone's gonna have to have a look around.
- Yeah, guess who that someone is.
- Hey, where's Bill?
- Over there.
He thought he saw something.
- Hey Wash.
Hey, come take a look.
- Hey, can't you chopper guys ever stay in line?
- What do you think of that?
- It's our sub.
The current blew us away, carried the sub to shore.
- If what the professor says is right,
I'll bet you nuclear missiles on that sub
caused the siren to rise.
Now Professor, if you just utilized those missiles,
we'd all be outta trouble I'll bet.
- Yeah, it won't be easy.
But maybe it's worth a try.
- Well you do the best you can.
Meanwhile, Washington, you and Bill stay with him.
Professor, all I want you to do
is concentrate on those missiles, all right?
And I'm gonna go look for Cathy.
- Mind a little company.
- Suit yourself.
- Bill. - Yeah?
If I'm not backed by the time you're finished,
take off without us.
- Sure, Mike.
- Allah be with you.
- Atlantis is .
Only you can make it possible for us
to return to the world we belong to on Atlantis.
- It can be done.
But the danger of destruction is great.
- You deciphered tablet of knowledge.
You know the key to our creation and how it must be used.
- Only for good.
Only for good.
- Come on.
No tellin' how many more of them town clowns there are.
- This jungle is not my choice of playground.
- If you get the chance, Professor,
see if there's any of that Russian vodka on board.
You know, it's good stuff.
I mean all the liquor stores around here are closed.
- I prefer Polish.
- Yes, but sometimes you have to accept certain sacrifices,
you know.
- It's a confidence builder, I call it.
First you let 'em see the obvious,
then they step around it.
Waboom, we got 'em.
- Where'd you learn to use a gadget like that?
- A little technique I picked up in Argentina.
It's a long story.
I'll tell you about it sometime.
- Do you know him?
- James.
Hey James, James.
- What do you make of that?
- I think it just told us which way to go.
- So that's the good news.
Don't look now,
but the bad news is about 100 yards behind us.
- That's okay with me,
just as long as they keep their distance.
Come on.
- Let's hope it's okay with them.
- Look at these symbols.
Do they hold the key?
- No, the altar is wrong.
- Which is the right one?
- There.
- When we leave, will you come with us
to be revered as our queen?
- Yes.
I want to see, I want to learn.
- It just doesn't make sense
they're leavin' us alone like this.
Maybe we scared 'em off.
- Don't bet on it.
One of the guys!
Bill!
Bill, no!
Bill!
Bill, don't leave me here in this hole alone!
Bill!
Son of a bitch, you want me!
Huh?
Here I am, come and get me!
- Well
this has to be the place.
- It's kind of strange.
There's Nobody guarding it.
- Yup.
They probably figured you wouldn't even get this far.
- Hey Mike.
Mike. - Yeah?
Yeah.
- Better take the money back.
- How'd you get this?
- It's a long story.
I'll tell you all about it sometime.
- Yeah, go ahead.
- Hey Wash, I've done it.
I've neutralized the warheads.
- All right.
Way to go, way to go!
- James.
Son of a bitch!
- Thanks, Wash.
- Don't mention it.
The hell kinda place is this?
- I don't know, I think it's what's left of Atlantis.
- Do you think Cathy might be here?
- Maybe.
- I think there might be a pot of gold here too.
- Yeah, but all I know is a bunch of traps.
- Well look here.
You remember the pagoda we found in the jungle.
- I think I found the center of this place though.
- Where?
- Kill that son of a bitch.
Now!
- Damn, this gives me the creeps.
- Why, you got Allah on your side?
- Yeah, that's what I'm worried about.
What I've been sayin'. - Yeah.
Too much here. - Wait.
What the?
- Hey!
Grab my hand.
Here, grab my hand.
Pull, Mike.
C'mon now.
C'mon, c'm ' , on c'mon, c'mon, c'mon.
Now!
All right.
Now.
C'mon, c'mon.
What is that?
Come on.
Over there and again.
Mike.
Oh come on.
- No.
Come on.
- Grab the gun. - Can I hold it?
- Grab the gun.
Hold on!
C'mon, Mike!
Watch it, watch it.
Hold on.
Keep pulling, Mike.
C'mon.
Pull!
All right, go!
- They're tryin' to chew us up like hamburger meat.
You sure the only reason we're goin' in there
is after that woman?
- You said there might be gold in there.
- That's right.
- Cathy!
- I can't move.
We're immobilized.
- Mike, they're coming back.
- Who's coming back?
Who are they?
- The descendants of Atlantis.
They used me to rediscover the secrets of their existence.
- If you know the secret, you have to stop 'em.
Do it.
Do it!
- Mike,
help me.
I'm scared.
Mike, I'm scared.
Help me.
Mike, the dome is closing.
The dome is closing.
- Cathy.
- We better get outta here.
Things are gettin' bad.
What's wrong, huh?
- Cathy.
- Ooh.
- But I thought you were.
- Hey look, I don't mind.
But let's talk about it later, okay?
- Yeah.
All right, there's that one.
Do this and this.
- Hell, I thought you said there was nothin' to it.
- Look, I'm just tryin' to remember the nothin', all right?
- Come on, come on.
All right, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon.
- Come on. - C'mon, baby.
Come on, lift it.
- Start it up! - Lift it, lift it.
Here we go, baby.
Here we go.
- Come on.
- C'mon, baby.
C'mon, fly.
- Wash, what time is it?
- What time is it? - Yeah.
- What the hell?
Asheila!
Get off, get off.
- Who's Asheila?
- Oh, my friend.
- Sky's closing.
The sky's closing. - What, what?
- Ain't got much time.
It's gonna be tight.
- Come on, come on.
Come on, come on. - It's gonna be tight.
It's gonna be tight.
We're gonna do it.
- Punch it, punch it.
- Goin' through, goin' through.
- Here we go, here we go.
- Hooray!
We got it, we got it! - Woohoo!
- Here we go.
Oh, look at that sight.
- Hey, that's a beauty.
- Yeah, from a distance.
- Boy, it looks good.
Anything's good after that.
- Well now are you going to ask me out
for that spinach dinner, huh?
- Spinach. - Mm-hmm.
- Whenever you like.
- Oh no.
Excuse me, you two.
I don't mean to get personal,
but can you please wait 'til we land?
- We'll make it.
We'll make it, Wash.