Script – Season four ==================== Episode 1 --------- :Brett: Boy, how far down did you get? I lost sight of you. :Jason: One eighty-eight five. :Brett: That’s deep! Some toy. :Jason: Bet you I can make 200. :Brett: You’re not going back under? :Jason: One more time. :Brett: Jase, I’m starving. :Jason: Tell me something new. Just keep your eye on the cable. :Brett: Just don’t do anything stupid. --------- :Brett: Idiot. I told you not to go down again. What happened? :Jason: Let’s get out of here. --------- :Jason: Neri. Hey, Neri. :Neri: Hello! I come! --------- :Brett: Neri. :Neri: Was not expecting you. Is good to see you. :Jason: Good to see you too. How are you settling in? :Neri: Oh, was good of you to build. :Jason: Yeah, not bad, eh? Just the thing for this kind of weather. :Brett: I don’t know, Jase. Feels a bit suss to me. :Jason: Gee, it’s setting in early this year. :Neri: You spoil me. I am used to the wet. But thank you for building me a good house. :Brett: Yeah, if it stands up. :Jason: It will. It’ll help keep your visitors dry anyway. :Brett: Just as well, too. Jase’s got water on the brain. :Jason: Hey, I wasn’t imagining that, okay? :Neri: Imagining what? :Jason: Neri, something really bizarre – scary happened out there. :Brett: On line. :Dianne: Brett, where are you? :Brett: Anyone else there? :Dianne: Only Winston. :Brett: Oh, okay. With Neri. We got caught in the storm. :Dianne: Great day you chose to try out that helmet. :Jason: Hi, mum. Might as well stay here now. :Dianne: As long as you’re back in the morning. Something pretty surprising’s turned up. :Brett: Oh? What? :Dianne: We’ll talk about it in the morning. :Jason: Okay. :Brett: Hey, Winston. Check out the palace. :Neri: Hello. :Winston: Hi, Neri. Congratulations. All the comforts of home. :Brett: See ya. --------- :Dianne: I wonder what they’ll think of it. :Winston: Oh, they’ll be knocked out as Brett would say. You know, this is still holding me up. I am most perplexed. :Dianne: What, in the same area? :Winston: Everywhere else is re-charted. I can now account for every tectonic change under the ocean since the earthquakes. Except here. Right in our own backyard. I can’t get an image. It’s as though something’s interfering with the scan. :Dianne: Strange. --------- :Jason: This incredible blinding light, right out of the blue. And then these shock waves. It was right out of control. :Brett: You were so far down. You must have been hallucinating. :Jason: This was no hallucination. :Neri: You said where? :Jason: Out over the mako abyss. :Neri: Mako? :Jason: It’s the name they give one of the big trenches in the ocean. Way out beyond the reef. :Brett: Yeah, just about due east. :Jason: Why? Do you know something? :Neri: No, just know sometimes. Something out there feels different. :Jason: That was close, huh? :Brett: I told you. :Jason: What are you laughing at? --------- :Jason: Commander? :Brett: Of ORCA? :Dianne: Sounds ridiculous, doesn’t it? :Jason: No. :Dianne: They sort of hinted that if if I did applied, I’d have a better than even chance of getting it. :Jason: So… :Dianne: It’s just not my scene, striding about, issuing orders all day long. :Brett: You’ve been doing it to us for years. :Jason: And you are just about the most senior officer here. :Dianne: In the natural science field. That’s what’s just a little bit bit tempting. If they do want a scientist as a commander, then it suggests the focus of ORCA might swing back to its original purpose. :Brett: So, no more plans for an ORCA city? :Dianne: Oh, no. No more empire building. That’s been completely scrapped. Anyhow, I’m due at mainland headquarters tomorrow so I’ve got until then to decide. :Jason: Well, we’re right behind you. Either way. Right, Brett? :Brett: Yeah, yeah. Whatever. --------- :Winston: Just here. The satellite isn’t getting anything back. The radar waves just seem to fizzle out. :Cass: Well, what frequencies have you tried? :Winston: All the standard ones. :Cass: It says here that waves in the gamma band can penetrate all known radar defence systems. :Winston: I thought you were studying part one this semester. :Cass: I like to peek ahead. :Winston: But what sort of defence system could there be down there? Defence against what? :Cass: I don’t know. But what have you got to lose? :Winston: Well, I suppose I could give it a try. Now, let me see… :Brett: Hey, Cass. Guess what’s happening with mum. :Cass: Shhh. He’s concentrating. :Winston: Transmitting. Now, the co-ordinates for the mako abyss. :Brett: Mako abyss. :Cass: Yeah. That’s where he can’t get a reading. :Winston: Not just yet. But look, look… Goodness gracious. A perfect square, deep in the ocean. Surely too symmetrical to be anything in nature. :Jason: That’s where the light was. That’s where it happened. I told you. --------- :Richter: Agent Shelby. :Shelby: Sir. :Richter: You’ve read the brief? :Shelby: Yes, sir. Thoroughly, sir. I’ve given this a lot of thought. :Richter: Sit down. :Shelby: These radio signals… :Richter: We’ve been picking them up for some time. Here is the wave pattern intercepted by our 6-90t satellite. The signal is originating from outer space. :Shelby: Originating? :Richter: Exactly. And it’s in no known language or code. Targeting right here on Egypt. :Shelby: Yes, sir. Clearly an alien presence here. :Richter: This is absolutely top secret. For the last three weeks, someone or something in Egypt has been intercepting that signal and sending something back. :Shelby: No kidding. :Richter: Do you want the assignment? :Shelby: I’m your man, sir. :Richter: Good. Operation code name sphinx. Get packed. You leave tomorrow. :Shelby: Sir. :Richter: Your partner will be – agent Hauser. :Shelby: Elly Hauser? --------- :Winston: It is what you call a magnetic anomaly – when the radar picks up an object of non-organic origin. And in the mako abyss – where you experienced these phenomena when diving. :Cass: It’s one heck of a coincidence. :Winston: I think we should take a closer look. A direct sonar sweep from the ocean surface. :Jason: When? :Winston: No time like the present. --------- :Winston: The sonar device. It’s almost reached 200 metres. Look. Our magnetic anomaly. Just down head. :Jason: Look! It’s happening again. Winston! --------- :Jason: What did you see? :Neri: Light. Bright light. :Winston: Is that all? :Neri: It was beautiful. :Jason: Yeah? :Neri: But when I go near, it stop. Will go again. :Jason: Neri, you’re crazy. You’ve got to keep away from here. :Neri: No, I must go back. :Jason: No, Neri. All right, but you’re not going down without me. --------- :Hauser: PRAXIS – top clearance. --------- :Shelby: Agent Hauser. :Hauser: Agent Shelby. :Richter: I am aware that there have been certain tensions in the past. :Hauser: Yes, sir. :Richter: But I regard you both as being top of your field and it is just because you have different skills that I want you on this together. A lot of persistence will be needed as well as a maximum of subtlety and restraint. Remember, you may very well come face to face with extra-terrestrial biological entities. :Hauser: You really suspect an e.B.E. Presence? :Shelby: Well, something’s got to be intercepting those signals. I’ve done some preliminary calculations, sir, and I figure that according to the trajectories that our subject, or subjects, would have to be receiving the signal within one mile radius of here – just west of Alexandria. :Hauser: That’s odd. You took into account the changed ionospheric factors recorded in the past two months? Latest report from the meteorological office. Taking those figures on board, I think you’ll find the reception point is a one mile radius of here. Just out of Cairo. In fact, near the valley of the kings. Check out the figures. :Richter: You’re both on a secure flight to Egypt – in 90 minutes. --------- :Malakat: What have you found? :Shersheba: Nothing. :Malakat: We must keep trying. Further upstream. :Shersheba: I’m tired. I’m hungry. How much longer? :Malakat: You must remember what we are seeking has been waiting for us for 5000 years. We must be patient, too. :Shersheba: But no more this evening. At dawn. --------- :Cass: How do you know it’ll be open? :Brett: Cleaners. They’re doing the whole level. See. Far out. :Cass: Oh man! Hey, check out the kitchen. Looks more like an operating theatre. :Brett: Yeah! I’m really going to make myself at home. :Cass: Your mom hasn’t even said she wants the job yet. Wow, neat sound system. What’s in there? :Brett: What are you doing here? :Louis: What does it look like? :Cass: Have you got permission to be here? :Louis: Have you? I suppose you think you’ll be living here with your mother? I hear she is applying. Let me tell you, my friend, it will be me, not you. :Cass: Yeah? How do you figure that? :Louis: My father is first officer, is he not? So, of course, he will be promoted to commander. You will please leave now. :Brett: No, Louis. After you. Like, there’s one of you and there’s two of us. :Louis: Okay. But it’s I who shall be back. :Brett: Yeah, in your dreams. --------- :Louis: Father, Brett Bates thinks his mother is going to get the commander job. :Danton: Not now, Louis. I’m busy. :Louis: But that’s probably where she’s gone. You did put in the application, didn’t you? :Danton: Yes, yes. Officer Bates. You’re late. :Jason: Yes, sir. Sorry, sir. :Danton: I notice that you’ve requisitioned the minifin this morning. Why is that? :Jason: Yeah, well, I need to re-check the electronic turbo… :Winston: Regulators… :Jason: For the maintenance report. Dr. Seth will be running the tests. :Danton: I see. :Dave: Everything in order, sir. :Danton: Fine. Come on, son. :Louis: Ask him! Go on! :Danton: I understand your mother has gone ashore for a few days. :Jason: Yes, sir. Mainland headquarters. :Danton: Fine. Carry on. :Louis: See! :Jason: Down you go. :Winston: Okay! :Jason: Better not forget the minifin log. Can you hit those two red buttons? :Winston: Oh, yes. Working. :Jason: Buckle up. :Winston: Now I know how a sardine feels. :Jason: Okay. Hold on. :Jason: [?] Brett? :Brett: Yeah, getting you [?] clear. :Jason: We're over the shelve, commencing to dive. :Brett: Good luck. :Cass: Yeah. :Jason: This is it guys. Making[?] right into the mako abyss. :Jason: Look. I can see Neri ahead. Where’s she going? --------- :Brett: What’s happening? Do you copy? We’ve lost them. --------- :Jason: I can’t get trim. :Winston: Oh my goodness. :Jason: It’s stopped. :Winston: Oh, no. :Jason: That’s okay. That’s the sound of our engines. :Winston: This is better. :Jason: She wants us to follow her. :Winston: Where to now, I wonder? --------- :Malakat: Everything is in readiness at the river. Perhaps today will be the day. :Shersheba: Fortunate, isn’t is that, I’m such a good swimmer. --------- :Jason: Winston, am I seeing things? --------- :Brett: It’s a pyramid.