01x21 - Such Great Patience

[bunniefuu]

Very exciting. No one has
ever reached the epicenter
of an undersea earthquake...

less than an hour
after it's happened,
let alone a . .

Instant creation
of a , foot cliff...

that stretches miles.
This is gonna be wild.

[BEEPING]

WSKR on the west flank
malfunctioned and just
crashed into the bottom, sir.

That's the second one,
Mr. Ortiz,
in almost the same place.

I can't explain it, Commander.

Well, adjust course.
I want to take a look
at this wall.

Come starboard eight degrees,
Mr. Shan?

Some kind of a headache, sir.

I'm having trouble focusing.

Mr. Rader,
take his position.

This is the fifth headache
that's been reported,
since we've been down here.

Rock.

Water.
Captain. He's doing it again.

Fire, cloud...

unit, center.

What is it, my friend?

Fast, voice, hurt.

He's hearing things.
We have no idea
what he's talking about.

O'Neill.
I'm at a loss
to explain it, Captain.

Sensors show
a sound out there,
but I can't find it.

High frequency,
well out of
our acoustical parameters.

Is it something he could hear?

Technically, no.
It's out of his range, too.

Declination, luminescence...

ecliptic.

Do you understand this?

People words.
Not dolphin.

I want this sound traced,
gentlemen.
I want to know what it is.

Aye, sir.

FORD:
Captain.

[EXCLAIMING]

You'd better warn the crew,
we may be here for some time.

These sedimentation layers
are so clearly marked.

The timeline is as precise as
I've ever seen it.

What are we looking at?

This layer used to be
the bottom of the ocean...

about , years ago.
Wow.

Captain, aftershock coming.
It's a big one.

Sound collision.
Head us into the epicenter.
Nose down.

This is Cmdr. Ford.
Brace for shock wave,
bow to stern.

Closing all water tights.
MAN (ON PA SYSTEM):
All hands brace for collision.

[ALARM BLARING]

LUCAS:
This is the coolest thing
I've ever seen.

BRIDGER:
Isolate this picture.

No one sees this
except the Bridge.

O'NEILL:
Done.

That looks like
some kind of a ship?

LUCAS:
A spaceship?

No such thing.

ORTIZ:
There is now.

Captain, if what you said
about the age of that rock
is true...

That ship must be
a million years old.

Or more.

BRIDGER:
The st century.

Mankind has colonized
the last unexplored region
on Earth...

the ocean.

As captain of the seaQuest
and its crew,
we are its guardians.

For beneath the surface
lies the future.

THOMAS:
What's your take, Captain?

We're convinced now
that the sounds
coming from this alien ship...

are giving the crew headaches.

And you don't
consider that a thr*at?

What? Migraines?

Aren't you being a little
pie-in-the-sky, Bridger?

And that noise is coming
from an alien ship
that you know nothing about.

That's true, General.

On the other hand,
it has been entombed in this
rock for over a million years.

Well, I still expect you
to follow procedures.

We didn't spend millions
developing...

an alien-encounter program
so you could make it up
as you go.

And another thing.

I want that kid
Lucas Wolenczak off the boat.

Why?

He doesn't have the necessary
security clearances.

I need him.

I know this is an amazing
discovery and everyone wants
to be part of it...

but that's not enough.

You see, Darwin somehow
is picking out words
from this alien signal.

And Lucas is my vocal link
to Darwin.

He plays you like a drum,
Captain.

Just once, I'd like you to...

recognize my authority
and follow orders.

When I get back,
we'll have lunch.

KRIEG:
Okay, Chief,
this is the last of them.

MAN (ON PA SYSTEM):
Shuttle MR- is set
to launch in minutes.

Shuttle MR- is set
to launch in minutes.

Hey, Lucas. What happened
up there on the Bridge?
Why are we being off-loaded?

I can't tell you, Sheppard.
It was something.

What, are you
getting in line with us?
I'm not sure yet.

Good luck.

All science personnel...

Everything is all set, sir.
Okay.

All science personnel
check in with the deck officer
before departure.

Surface fleet's in position,
sir. When this launch leaves,
we'll be down to...

thirty-two m*llitary personnel
and science.

Anything else?

No, sir.
Carry on.

Set up the laser saw
and the oxygen compressors
in the launch MR- .

And let's get all of these
hand held scanners down to the
science lab for calibration.

We've logged on board
everything you asked for, Cap.
Ready to get under way.

Environmental suits?
Yes, sir. Right here.

All external damage
has been repaired, sir.
Thank you.

Lt. Freebur,
report to docking bay two.

Lt. Freebur,
report to docking bay two.

Listen...

do you think that you
"play me like a drum"?

Could I consult my lawyer?

You can stay.
All right!

Get with O'Neill on that signal.

[SCATTING]

Cmdr. Keller, welcome aboard.
Glad to be back, Commander.

Scott, how are you?
Nathan.

General Thomas
is hemorrhaging up
on the aircraft carrier.

How'd you keep
his alpha commandos
off this mission?

I said a welcome wagon
with a g*n doesn't make
a very good first impression.

[CHUCKLES]

What if something out there
is still alive?

Then we're the luckiest
sailors in history.

What if they att*ck us?

Every uniform thinks alike.

Well, you wear one.

Yeah, for exploration.
Not for conquest.

Captain, I have to raise
the possibility.

Listen, think it through,
Commander.

If these extraterrestrials
applied the same technology...

it took for them
to get here to w*r...

we're toast.
No matter what we do.

Gentlemen,
we prepare for the worst,
hope for the best, right?

I'll make a deal with you.

You don't sh**t anything
till I've had a chance
to say hello.

MAN (ON PA SYSTEM):
All sea craft departures...

must have
code four authorization.

O'Neill?

Painkiller for the headaches.
Come on, not even a needle.

I don't need it,
I'm leaving on the launch.

You're not
trying for the expedition?

Tim?

Dr. Westphalen,
can I ask you a question?
Sure.

Do you believe in God?

Sometimes.

Well, if we're created
in God's image...

then who created
intelligent life
on other planets?

God.

I was always taught to believe
that we were the whole deal.

That life topped-out with man.

And now, it's like,
my beliefs are unraveling.

No, they're not, Tim.
Come on.

You believe in family,
friends, strong morality, yes?

Yes, well nothing out there
invalidates those.

When I was growing up...

I always felt like a traitor
as a kid in church.

Because I secretly hoped
we weren't alone.

Well, don't feel guilty
for getting your wish.

But you have to
make your own decision.

I've never run
from anything in my life.

Applying Earth's
aerodynamic principles,
I'm taking a wild guess...

that this is how the
alien craft would look like,
with the rock cut away.

How the hell did they move
a ship that big through space?

That's just one
of a thousand questions
I want answers to.

She's over a mile long.
How did they get it up
to light speed?

Wrong concept.

Even if it went
a million times light speed...

most galaxies
would be out of reach.

We've theorized
curved space loops...

and inter-dimensional wormholes.

Bottom line, Nathan: I want
to see their technology.

I want to see
inside that cockpit.

KRIEG:
Can you imagine
if I got to go over there?

You'd have to promise
not to hug them. May not
be part of their culture.

I've spent my whole life
believing in nothing
but the unbelievable.

I mean, what do they look like?

Did they crash here by accident?

Where are they from?
Are there others coming?

I have to know.

Would you mind if I submitted
your name to the Captain?

All right, people, here we go.

Lieutenant?

Lucas and I have isolated
the alien signal.

It's an overlapping pulse
in a high microwave frequency.

But it's gonna take
a lot of math to decipher it.

Ortiz, Hitchcock,
this is where you come in.

I want you to go in and bend
and twist that signal...

see if there's any rhyme
or reason for it.

Doctor?

Let's not forget
what we're dealing with.

We don't want to bring back
an exotic virus. We've got
enough of our own, I think.

The first sign of pain,
headache medicine
is available...

at stations all around the boat.

The boarding party
will consist of the following:

Chief Crocker
will assist Commander Keller
and provide security.

Me?

Lieutenant O'Neill, you will
continue to track down
the source of the signal...

and standby to be interpreter
if necessary.
Aye, sir.

Filling out the rest
of the team and photographing
the expedition will be...

Lt. Krieg.

For the rest of you
who volunteered,
thank you very much.

All right people, that's it.
Let's get back to work.

Sir, besides turning
the camera on and off,
what do I bring to the party?

Enthusiasm, Lieutenant,
enthusiasm.
Yes, sir.

I'd like to go.
Oh, I bet you would.

On the other hand,
I'm pretty grateful
just to be here.

Uh-huh. We'll watch it here
together.

[SCATTING]

KRIEG:
Captain, we're approaching
the alien ship.

[EXCLAIMS]

You okay, Chief?
Give me a break, will you.

Commander, we're going to try
for a flush fit on that
smooth section below the fin.

KRIEG:
Clear.

[SIGHING]

[WHIRRING]

Air seal's positive.
The second seal.

[WHIRRING]

Welcome to Earth.

Scan the hull
for Dr. Westphalen.
Aye, sir.

SeaQuest, you reading visual?

Loud and clear, Ben.
Great.

O'NEILL:
These little sparkles
look like sand.

KELLER:
Silicon, Lieutenant.

One of the most prevalent
substances in the universe.

KRIEG:
Talk about your common ground.

O'NEILL:
Contaminant reading: Zero.
Looks clear, Commander.

What do you think, Nathan?
It's your call, Scott.

Let's open her up, Chief.

KRIEG:
Alien-encounter program
official record.

One million years
imprisoned in rock makes
finding life improbable.

Yet, the existence
of this ship
is spectacular proof...

that we are not...

alone.

[BUZZING]

[BEEPING]

KRISTIN:
This is a section
of the ship's skin.

They've found a way
to organize silicon.

Imagine being able
to grow crystals
into any shape you want them.

Do you have any guesses about
these haphazard ones?

It could be heat shields,
like the ones we use
on our spacecraft.

Hmm.

CROCKER:
Almost got it.

CROCKER:
We're all through, Commander.

KELLER:
Just take
an atmosphere reading.

Heavy silicon compounds.
Large concentrations
of xenon and argon.

Traces carbon, helium,
parts per million asbestos.

Not breathable,
but it's not gonna
corrode our suits, either.

Do you still want to go inside?

Try and stop me.

Aren't I supposed to say
something for all mankind,
here?

Something...
Something important?

What comes to mind?

This is big...

dark.

And I am very happy to be here.

It's not very poetic,
but it'll do fine.

Chief, somebody
has to stay here...

attach a permanent hatch here,
carrying a w*apon.

I'd prefer you stayed
on the launch.

[STUTTERING]
That's a good idea, Commander.

Give me a radar map
of what this place looks like.

Aye, sir.

BRIDGER:
It looks like
a network of pipes...

and conduit
connecting the systems.

The compartments
all funnel back like
an oil tanker or a cargo ship.

Yeah, but what kind of cargo?

Maybe they came here
to collect zoo specimens,
dinosaurs.

Maybe they didn't come here
to collect anything.

Maybe they brought life.

FORD:
The doors to those
compartments are much...

too small for much of anything
to fit through.

BRIDGER:
Except liquid.

This could be % fuel t*nk
and % cockpit.

Maybe whoever sh*t this off
didn't expect it to come back.

One-way ticket to a new world.

Crashing into the ocean
wasn't what they had in mind.

Think of the courage it took
to ride this rocket away
from home for the last time.

KELLER:
Nathan...

we're going to detour
into one of the side
compartments.

Keep in touch, guys.

Right.

Let's move out.

KRIEG:
Asimov, Bradbury, Clarke.

A lifetime with these guys
and I'm still not sure
if I'm ready for this.

KELLER:
Stay close. Visual contact
in single file.

I want continual readouts,
and don't touch anything
you don't have to.

[BUZZING]

KRIEG:
This is unbelievable.

What is this place?

For the first time
in my career, Lieutenant,
I don't have a clue.

If you made this up,
they wouldn't believe it.

That substance that Keller has
could be fuel residue.

My people will have it
on the screen by the time
we get to C-Deck.

Pensive?
Reflective.

Captain reflective,
scientist reflective
or explorer reflective?

Little boy reflective.

It's just our nature
not to want to be alone
in the universe.

Do you think oceanography
will be important after today?

Or geology?

Funny how everything
can change in an instant,
isn't it?

You know who's not fazed
one iota by any of this?

Lucas?

His generation
grew up expecting this.

It's not a revelation,
it's a confirmation.

Maybe we can learn from that.

Roll with it, dude.
Yeah.

Lieutenant, which way
is the source of the signal?

Last I had it, that way.

[BUZZING]

What's the matter?

Remember when you were a kid,
and your church
would have those...

haunted house fundraisers
at Halloween?

Yeah, I loved those things.

Scared me to death.

Sir?

I'm picking up
a strange vibration
from the alien craft.

[GURGLING]

BRIDGER:
Scott, abort the mission.
What do you mean,
"abort the mission"?

Scott, now.

We're making progress
without any obstacles.

Commander, the alien molecules
are vibrating...

doubling in intensity
every fifth of a second.

The crystalline structure
that makes up the ship
is becoming unstable.

You're talking implosion.
Very possible.

Can you tell when it started?

Judging from our acoustical
data, I'd say the moment
we cut into her hull.

A self-destruct mechanism?

Maybe.

Suppose they didn't
want their technology
to fall into the wrong hands?

Oh.

You better update the General.

He'll think of this
as some kind
of a secret w*apon.

Move it, Scott.

I'm coming back here, Nathan.
I'm gonna see their cockpit.

Let's go. Let's retrace
our path out of here.

As soon as your med team
okays them aboard,
we're out of here.

Which way from here?
Give me a readout.
Vectoring.

[BEEPING]

This way.

No, Ben.
You're all turned around.

Maybe everything is.

[BEEPING]

[BEEPING]

What the hell happened?

Cmdr. Keller?

There's no incoming signal.

I'm not showing anything.
Get them back on line.

[HISSING]

Lieutenant, put the camera down.

Why, I'm getting
some great stuff here.

Put it down.
He thinks you've got a w*apon.

Oh.

Hello.

On behalf of all our people,
I welcome you.

[CLEARING THROAT]

[SPEAKING FOREIGN LANGUAGE # ]

[SPEAKING FOREIGN LANGUAGE # ]

[SPEAKING FOREIGN LANGUAGE # ]

THOMAS:
You are not authorized
to risk more lives...

for your
own scientific curiosity.

I want you to destroy
whatever's over there
while there's still a chance.

I can't do that.

That is a direct order, Captain.

It's one I can't follow.

Then you're relieved of command.

Fine, I'll wait
for your arrival.

Get me Crocker.

BRIDGER:
Have you heard anything more
from Cmdr. Keller, chief?

CROCKER:
Nothing, Cap.
I haven't heard a word.

But we've lost contact.
I think you'd better
go in and get them, Chief.

[SIGHING]
Aye, sir.

Well, "Join the Navy,
see the world",
and then some.

Captain?

SeaQuest?

Anybody still reading me?

[GASPING]

Yo, put that thing down.
I don't wanna have to fire...

I assume that you know
where we are.

Earth, the outer edge
of the Orion arm...

thirty thousand light-years
from the center
of the Milky Way galaxy.

Coma Berenices?
That's your constellation.

Something's happening here.

Did we do something wrong?

Don't do this, guys.

Oh, God.

BRIDGER:
Any report, Commander?

No contact with the
boarding party. Our sensors
aren't penetrating.

Captain, the launch
is returning.

Thank God.

SeaQuest to launch MR- .

[BUZZING]

Medical and security
to launch bay.

MAN (ON PA SYSTEM):
Shuttle MR- has arrived.
Docking bay three.

Shuttle MR- has arrived.
Docking bay three.

Open the hatch.
Yes, sir.

SHAN:
Shan to Bridge.
How are they, Mr. Shan?

They aren't, sir.
There's no one on the launch.

How could that be?

The computer says the launch
was not on autopilot.
It was driven back.

[COMPUTER BEEPING]
Captain, I'm showing
someone inside our reactor.

Engine room!

MAN:
Engine room here.
Who's in the reactor?

Inside? No one, sir.
I've got the same thing
over here.

Someone breached weapons bay
for a second.

Not really an image,
more like an echo of one.

I've got them
now in propulsion.
Telemetry guidance.

Stem to stern.
There's more than one.
Your plans ready?

Let's do it.

Mr. Shan, engine room,
code four.
What about the signal?

I've broken it down
into fragments.
It's totally random.

I've zeroed in on the
wavelength. It registers in
an area of Darwin's brain...

we never thought had to do
with speech.

Can he read it?
Well, maybe.
I have to filter it.

Let's put you in your room.
Put a guard on him.
Seal down the Bridge.

These auxiliary lights
aren't working, either.

Let's tether up.

Let's go.

We've lost contact
with crew members.
We have confirmed sightings.

What does it look like?

Like, "Oh, my God!" and "No!"
That's all our people
have time to say...

before we lose contact.

Crew quarters, galley, gym.
He's looking us over.

For what?
I haven't the foggiest.

Maintenance and engineering!

All right, let's set up
a checkpoint, right here.

Med bay? Nothing can move
that fast.

Where are all my people?
The report said it was here!

[WOMAN SCREAMING]

[g*n COCKING]

Don't sh**t!

We... we won't hurt you.

Nathan, it doesn't register!
My scan shows nothing
in front of us!

Why are you here?

We...

are friendly.

Mr. Shan.
KRISTIN:
Nathan, that's sand!

It's hot!

O'NEILL:
Commander, are you sure
this is the right way?

KELLER:
It's the only way,
Lieutenant.

This reminds me
of a science fiction story
I read when I was a kid.

These explorers found a downed
space ship, just like we did.

And then,
after they went inside,
it took off.

The ship hadn't crashed
after all.
What happened to the people?

They were dissected, eaten.
They were?

Oh, I get it.

[LAUGHING SARCASTICALLY]

[O'NEILL SCREAMING]

[SCREAMING]

[SCREAMING]

You okay?

O'NEILL:
Uh-huh.

KRIEG:
Tim, you all right?

Not really.

Hang on.
I'm gonna pull you up.

No...

I think you better
come down here.

This new life form
is fascinating.

There doesn't appear to be
an interacting intelligence
or freedom of will.

Meaning what?

They're fluid.
The alien's actions
are also rhythmical.

It was earlier hypothesized
that Mr. Ortiz's
pending implosion...

was part of the ship's
self-defense mechanism.

Could he be
part of that system?
Possibly.

It's a robot?

I would say more a hologram,
a projection, like myself.

I call attention
to your earlier encounter
with the alien.

Notice the sand residue
when it passes
through the bulkhead.

Could this be silicon magnetics?

Unproven, though
that would be an answer.

Just as our magnets
attract iron...

theirs could attract
free-floating molecules
of silicon...

which pull together into
the shape that we see.

So, while his magnetic field
could go through that wall...

the material
that he attracts can't.

Right.

That would explain
why it scans as an echo.
It's not really there.

Could we stop him?

I'm afraid with our technology
that might prove impossible
in the time left.

Then we have to talk to him.

[SCREECHING]

[LAUGHING]
Look at this.

KELLER:
Your headache back?
O'NEILL:
Yeah.

Mine, too.

This looks like
the source of their power.

How can their signal
still be broadcasting
after a million years?

KELLER:
I don't think...

a million years
means too much to them,
Lieutenant.

Help seaQuest.

Yes. Thank you.

[MACHINES BEEPING]

Very cool.

That's your signal to us.

Do you recognize it?

We can't figure out
what it means.

Rock, water...

fire, cloud...

center...

unit.

That's... That's Darwin.

He's a dolphin.

Lucas.

[g*n COCKING]

Breathe, breathe.

Chief Shan.

[BUZZING]

What the hell is that?

Bridge?

Propulsion, guidance,
and life support systems...

have been shut down
in sequence, sir.

We're dead in the water.

Can you float us?
Negative,
ballast control's gone.

Great.

I sped the signal
to the highest frequency
we can manufacture.

It's still not making any sense.

Maybe it's the wrong direction.

Slow it down.
Might make a difference.

Why?

A million years ago,
human beings weren't anything
more than glorified apes.

They weren't even
in this part of the world.

The most intelligent
creatures then,
brain weight to body size...

Dolphins!

Yes.

That's who the alien
wants to talk to!

Hold it.

Lucas, get on it.

[MACHINES BUZZING]

Darwin, come to the Bridge.

Come to the Bridge.

[DARWIN WHISTLING]

Good heavens!

This is very humbling.

They're not here for us.

Do you understand this?

Yes. Distance from
rock-water planet...

to fire star, equals one unit.

The Earth's distance
from the sun is one unit.

They're establishing
a mathematical equation.

Distance from fire star...

to center of fire star cloud...

is one, nine, then eight zeros.

The distance of our sun
to the center of the galaxy...

is one billion,
nine hundred thousand times
that.

Yeah, that's right.
That's an astronomical unit.

Send message of cooperation.

We will come again.

There are numbers now.

Many numbers.

BRIDGER:
Coordinates.

They want an invitation
to return.

Captain.

It's trying to protect Darwin.

Tell him we're your friends.

Tell him you understand
his message.

That's why we're all here.

Extraordinary.

BRIDGER:
Scott, do you read me?

Nathan, you won't believe
what's happened.

I'll match you story for story.

But right now,
you've got about minutes
to get out of there.

We're sending another launch.

I hear you. Hang on.

KRIEG:
It's the cockpit, Commander.

Oh, dear God, give me insight.

Let me understand
what I'm looking at
before they destroy it.

O'NEILL:
Cmdr. Keller...

I think you should
take a look at this.

The Lord works in strange
and mysterious ways.

Commander, it's time to go.

Sir.

That's Cmdr. Keller, Krieg
and O'Neill heading back.

But I think you better
take a look at this.

BRIDGER:
Are those life forms?

That's what I thought, sir.
But I wanted another opinion.

Well, you've got it,
Mr. Ortiz.
Pinpoint that location.

Aye, sir.

Scott, we've got signs
of life about...

eighty yards from your position.

Extraterrestrials?

That's the exact
number of crew
unaccounted for.

Including Crocker.

Let's go get them.

Wait a minute, Commander.
Something's going on here.

They're disappearing off
the alien ship.

They're gone, sir.

Bridge.

KELLER:
Come on, guys.
Stick to the center.

O'NEILL:
We're there, Captain.
We made it back to the launch.

[SIGHING]

The launch is safely aboard,
sir.

Engage, full speed reverse.

It just dissolved.

This meeting has not
taken place.

If anyone has a problem
with that, please leave now.

We feel that these aliens...

want to have peaceful
and intelligent encounters.

Why do I get the feeling
you're talking to me?

BRIDGER:
I'm talking to everyone.

Everyone
who's wearing a uniform.

Look, we think that it's best,
if they do come again...

that they be greeted
with understanding.

In their words "cooperation."

In other words, by us.

We're not gonna
tell the m*llitary guys
in the UEO what happened.

[CLEARING THROAT]

That means we're going
to have to alter
the data disks.

We're going to withhold
the location
of the aliens' galaxy?

If the UEO doesn't send
an invitation, how would
the aliens know to come?

We send it...

ourselves.

That's why you had us
align the WSKRS
in a stacked array.

ORTIZ:
That would allow
for a pinpoint transmission...

of a microwave signal
at maximum power.

This is galaxy M- .

It's a bright light
behind the Cook nebula, here.

Now, they come from the end
of this spiral arm.

Circling a red giant sun,
million light-years
away from us.

But the romantic in me hopes
they're set up to receive
our signal in less time.

What would this message say?

Lucas?

"In the spirit of cooperation
and knowledge...

"the residents of our planet
welcome and invite you."

Darwin's translated it.

With seaQuest
as the return address.

Agreed?

Permission to transmit, granted.

Commander.

You figured it out, Nathan.

You send the message.

You've shown
such great patience.

Now...

hurry.

[WHIRRING]

Hello, I'm Bob Ballard
from the Woods Hole
Oceanographic Institution.

Although tonight's episode
was pure fantasy...

we continue to wonder
about the possibility
of life on other planets.

For the last years,
scientists have used...

radio telescopes
to eavesdrop
on the universe...

hoping to detect radio signals
from intelligent life.

One such radio telescope
located in Puerto Rico...

is pointed at nearby stars
waiting to hear
a distant "hello."

Join us on the next
exciting episode
of seaQuest DSV.