20,000 Leagues Under the Sea Page #2

anything one way or the other, Captain.

I don't feel justified

in wasting further time.

My decision stands.

We'll set you ashore in Saigon.

Gentlemen.

Cheer up, Professor.

You'll forget all about fishing

when you see the gals in Saigon.

I thought they promised you a bonus

if you harpooned this monster, Mr Land.

Knowing full well I couldn't collect it.

When I get back, I'm shipping out

on the first whaler that'll take me.

I won't get rich, but I won't be sitting

around, picking my teeth with my harpoon.

Maybe we are lucky.

It might have sunk us.

You scare me.

Be a good loser, Professor. The fish

that got away is always the biggest one.

What a pity, Professor.

I know you had visions of that monster

mounted in the National Museum.

Got a whale of a tale to tell you, lads

A whale of a tale or two

'Bout the flapping fish

And the girls I've loved

On nights like this with the moon above

A whale of a tale, and it's all true

I swear by my tattoo

There was Mermaid Minnie

Met her down in Madagascar

She would kiss me

Anytime that I would ask her

Then one evenin'

Her flame of love blew out

Blow me down and pick me up

She swapped me for a trout

Got a whale of a tale to tell you, lads

A whale of a tale or two

'Bout the flappin' fish

And the girls I've loved

On nights like this with the moon above

A whale of a tale, and it's all true

I swear by my tattoo

There was Typhoon Tessie

Met her on the coast of Java

When we kissed

I bubbled up like molten lava

Then she gave me

The scare of my young life

Blow me down and pick me up

She was the captain's wife

Got a whale of a tale to tell you, lads

A whale of a tale or two

'Bout the flappin' fish

And the girls I've loved

On nights like this with the moon above

A whale of a tale, and it's all true

I swear by my tattoo

There was Harpoon Hannah

Had a face that made you shudder

Lips like fish hooks

And a nose just like a rudder

If I kissed her

And held her tenderly

Held her tenderly

There's no sea monster big enough

To ever frighten me

Got a whale of a tale to tell you, lads

A whale of a tale or two

'Bout the flappin' fish

And the girls I've loved

On nights like this with the moon above

A whale of a tale, and it's all true

I swear by my tattoo

Ahoy! Ship off the starboard bow!

Hard over! Head for that ship!

Boatswain's mate, pipe all

hands to rescue stations.

Aye aye, sir.

All hands to rescue stations!

I'm thinking she went down with all hands.

Poor devils.

Not a living soul left.

What could have caused

such an fearsome explosion?

Black powder and worse.

A whole shipload of the stuff.

What could have set it off, though?

She must have struck something.

Or could it be

that something struck the ship?

What do you mean something struck her?

- You meaning the monster, ain't ya, mate?

- Aye! It might be the monster.

Monster? I've seen more monsters

in my Aunt Gussie's fishbowl

than on this whole cruise.

- Sure, it's the monster!

- It is the monster!

Pipe down on deck!

I must insist, Professor,

that you keep

these fish stories to yourself.

On deck, floating object

off the larboard quarter.

There's the monster!

Drummer boy, beat to general quarters.

Set compressors and prime!

Look alive there!

Get your range and fire. What's the matter?

- She's showing us her heels, sir.

- Well, hit her in the heels. Fire!

Aye aye, sir. Rudder out smartly.

We hit her, sir! She's turning!

She's turning around!

Mr Land, into the longboat with you.

Stand by to lower away.

Professor! Hang on!

Hang on!

Hey, don't leave us! Help!

Help!

Help!

They are disabled. They cannot help.

But they must! Help!

Help!

Help!

Can you see anything, anything at all?

No. Wait till this fog lifts.

I'm getting numb all over.

Look, Professor.

There's something over there.

- What is it?

- I don't know. It looks like the monster.

I don't care what it is,

as long as it floats.

Who could have conceived

such a miracle? A submarine boat.

You mean a submerging boat?

This is incredible.

Men have dreamed about such miracles.

You know something?

I don't like this at all.

Ahoy! Is anyone aboard?

It... It seems deserted.

I think we are asking

for trouble, Professor.

Why don't we wait?

Maybe somebody will come up.

No. If we wait, this thing

is liable to sink under us.

It's quite able to, you know.

Hello.

Is anyone down there?

Why, it's as bright as day.

And it isn't oil or gas either.

- There is great genius behind all this.

- Yes, and great evil.

Don't forget this is

an engine of destruction.

Hello.

Hello.

Ahoy! Anybody there?

Ahoy, there! Is anybody aboard?

Did you hear that, Professor?

Somebody's calling from the outside.

- Come on.

- Wait.

Look at this.

Give me a hand with this line, mate.

- Grab this oar.

- Why, Ned, it's you.

- Anybody else get off?

- Yes, the professor is down below.

Well, he really got his monster, didn't he?

This ship seems deserted,

but I have a feeling not for too long.

Personally, I'm in no mood

to meet the owners.

I'm not anxious to get

in their company myself.

I'll take my chances in the open sea.

My sentiment exactly.

Let me call the professor.

Give me a hand first. Grab that oar.

We got to flop this over.

Hold it.

Big.

I've never seen a barge like this before.

Hey, this looks like the galley.

- Cook's day off, too.

- Let me call the professor.

Professor.

Professor.

Professor!

Can you hear me?

Professor.

Professor.

Professor.

Professor.

Professor, where are you?

Hello. I'm in here.

Where?

I didn't think

I'd ever see you again.

What is it?

Burial ceremony under the sea.

Ned Land is here with a boat.

- Yes. That tall one must be the leader.

- They'll be coming back any moment.

Get away!

Help!

Help!

- Search the boat.

- Aye, sir. Come with me.

Take him!

Sink that longboat.

Mind your shovin', mate.

You are from the warship

that attacked me, are you not?

We were under the impression

that this was a monster,

not a craft of human invention.

This is Ned Land, master harpooner.

My apprentice, Conseil,

and I am Pierre Aronnax

of the Paris National Museum.

Professor Aronnax.

I've heard of you

and studied your writings.

It is fortunate that

your background differs slightly

from that of your companions in crime.

You may remain.

Take the others on deck.

Wait a minute.

What are you gonna do with us on deck?

I did not invite you.

You came as an enemy to destroy me.

That is not true.

They've done no harm.

Don't blame us because

the warship shelled you.

- I demand a fair trial.

- You've had your trial.

The sea brought you.

The sea shall have you back.

Mind your shovin'! Easy, mate!

But you cannot do this.

This is not civilised.

I'm not what is called

a civilised man, Professor.

I have done with society

for reasons that seem good to me.

Therefore, I do not obey its laws.

But I am as guilty as they are.

I will grant you

that both of them and me, too,

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