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based on evidence which cannot be shown.

Now I challenge Mr. Tolliver

to produce this evidence.

I challenge Mr. Tolliver himself

to dive to that sunken hull...

to bring up the proof

he claims is there.

Mr. Cutler, such a dive is impossible.

If murder has been done,

this court must know it.

I will undertake to find

an experienced diver...

to show Mr. Tolliver the way.

I cannot order men to

almost certain death.

You don't have to.

That dive is not

impossible. I'll make it.

[Crowd murmuring]

Mr. Tolliver would

be a madman to accept.

Perhaps, Your Honour,

but I have no choice.

I move that this court be adjourned

to the wreck of the Southern Cross.

- Consarn it! You lost your reason?

- Judge Marvin, you can't let them.

This court stands adjourned to

the wreck of the Southern Cross.

[Sombre instrumental music]

Stars alive. You men calculating

to take all day with that rig?

I don't know, I can't get

no air through the hose.

- Try taking your foot off it.

Might help some. - Maybe so.

- How soon you reckon that squall will hit?

- Too soon.

Capt. Stuart, the court warns you

that what you may find down there...

may well cost you your life.

Thanks.

If that girl is down there...

come back alone.

That far down, light won't be much.

If she's there, you'll see

that red and yellow shawl.

That fool brother of

mine will hang us all.

Does that tell you

what to do down there?

Lubbock knows his business.

If the girl is there,

signal with your lifeline.

Two, one, two, one.

Tolliver's air hose

will break at the pump.

Ready to lower away.

Jack, I'm afraid.

Here, take my southwester.

When the squall strikes, it'll

take the curl out of your hair.

Whatever's down there, Jack...

don't add another crime

to what we've done already.

I'll bring you a rainbow

fish for breakfast.

Come on with that helmet.

- Better keep one eye on that pump, man.

- Yes, and the other one on Cutler.

I see. I thought so.

Good luck, Steve. Try and forgive me.

Forgive you? Loxi, I...

If I should happen to be late for supper,

just see that Romulus doesn't overeat.

There's a squall coming up.

It won't give you many minutes.

Yes, and Romulus doesn't

like fish much, either.

Steve.

Bolt the faceplate home.

[Tense instrumental music]

[Dramatic instrumental music]

The wreck moved! It

dropped another fathom!

- Are they coming up?

- No. He's signalling for more line.

[Tense instrumental music continues]

[Dramatic instrumental music]

[Tense instrumental music intensifies]

[Slow instrumental music]

[Dramatic instrumental music]

He's starting to signal.

[Tense instrumental music intensifies]

PHIL:
Hold him down, Sam!

LUBBOCK:
He never finished

the signal. PHIL: Tie him up!

[All chattering]

[Tense instrumental music]

[Dramatic instrumental music]

Help!

[Dramatic instrumental music continues]

[Dramatic instrumental

music intensifies]

Both lifelines are fouled! Yield slack!

MAN 1:
Look! MAN 2: Pay out!

MAN 1:
There's ink coming

up from the hatches!

- That there's from a giant squid.

- Squid? Where?

[Men shouting]

MAN 3:
Hold fast, men!

- Get them up!

- It's a marejada!

MAN 4:
A marejada! LOXI:

Get the men up! Get them up!

Cast off that hawser!

[Dramatic instrumental music]

PHIL:
Cut that hawser!

[All shouting]

All hands to the lifeline!

Keep them pumps working!

A lifeline has carried away.

- One of them is lost with the wreck!

- One's coming up.

DAN:
Who is it? Which

one? PHIL:
Can't tell yet.

Steady on them air pumps

there. Keep them going.

I can see a body. Heave ho!

Easy now. Don't smash

him up against the hull.

DAN:
I can see the steel helmet.

PHIL:
That's Tolliver.

DAN:
Keep that hose clear!

LOXI:
Steve. SAILOR: They got Tolliver.

[Men shouting]

PHIL:
Keep his head upright!

PHIL:
All hands, haul him in!

MAN 1:
Lift him over now.

PHIL:
Control his feet. MAN

MAN 3:
Faceplate ain't

broke, is it? MAN 4: No.

PHIL:
Steady does it, now.

PHIL:
Rub the back of his neck, Dave.

Take off that belt, Sam.

MAN 1:
Is he badly hurt? PHIL: Looks

like that squid tore him up a bit.

- Where's...

- Now you just take it easy, son.

We're all right glad to see you.

Just wait till you get your wind

before you tell us what happened.

- Where's Jack Stuart? Did you get him up?

- No, his lifeline parted.

He could've got away.

He stayed down to save my

life. It cost him his own.

He went down with his ship.

Steve, did you find...

Was Drusilla...

[Men murmuring]

MAN 2:
That's the answer, all right.

Look at it, King.

- You did this.

- Shut up, you fool.

That wreck was yours. You planned it.

You put her on the rocks the

same as you did 100 others!

Shut your mouth or I'll shut it for you.

I'll shut up when I see

you hung, and not before.

You won't see it.

MAN 3:
He shot him!

MAN 4:
Look out, King!

[Gunshot]

MAN 5:
Look out! He's shooting again!

PHIL:
He's done for. MAN

I sworn, that's the first time I

ever known that thing could shoot.

This is all my doing.

Tell Drusilla...

I have a pretty shawl for her.

Drusilla loved him so.

[Harmonious music]

What's the matter, dog? Is you busted?

STEVE:
[Throwing voice]

No, ma'am. I'm just shy.

[Romulus barks]

They seem to be having a little

trouble getting acquainted.

So did we.

STEVE:
Yes.

[Lively orchestral music]

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