Voyage to the Bottom of the Sea Page #3

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at about the same time it exploded.

- Theoretically, it's possible.

- What's the forecast?

We just don't know. The U.N. has called

an emergency scientific conference.

It's working around the clock.

The world's top brains are there...

Pittar, Zucco, Charbier... and the

president wants you there on the double.

- Can you send a plane for me?

- Impossible.

Thermal conditions

have grounded all aircraft.

There's nothing flying

anywhere in the world.

The temperature has reached

135 degrees...

and there's no way of knowing

how much hotter it will get.

Dew line headquarters just below the pole

reports the polar ice caps are melting.

Okay, Bergen, we're on our way.

Be there in two days.

Godspeed. Out.

- Let's get going, Captain.

- In a moment, sir.

Picked up a survivor.

He's in pretty bad shape.

Doc, lend a hand.

Must've been out there for two days.

He's burned to a crisp.

- Who is he?

- I don't know.

Let's get him to sick bay.

- Take her down. Full speed. New York.

- New York?

Aye, aye, sir.

- He had this pooch with him.

- Take care of him.

- Here are the man's papers.

- Take her down, periscope depth.

- Dive!

[KLAXON BLARING]

Full dive on the planes. Flood negative.

- All ahead full.

- All ahead full.

- What's his name?

- Miguel Alvarez.

A civilian scientist. Doing a government

survey on Ice Floe Delta.

- He's lucky to be alive.

- So are we.

Yeah.

- How is he, doctor?

- Severe exposure.

Small wonder lying out there

in 135-degrees heat for two days.

- Listen, doctor.

- Jim, you there?

I can't hold on. It's breaking away.

The ice floe's drifting. Jim. Jim.

Can you hear me?

Mac, you there? Mac? Mac?

There must be others

still out there on that ice.

This is the captain. Reverse course.

Repeat:
Reverse course.

Rescue team, stand by.

This is Admiral Nelson. Hold your course.

You heard what the man said.

We can't leave this area

without searching for survivors.

Captain Crane, if we waste

any time at all here...

there may be no survivors

left anywhere in the world.

[MUTTERING]

Help me! Please!

Help me! Mac! Mac!

[MUTTERING]

I've got it, Lieutenant.

Sir?

I didn't know there was a regulation

about not picking up survivors.

Lee? Lee?

The chances are no one's

still alive out there anyway.

He was still alive, wasn't he?

[ANNOUNCER ON TV] The blazing Van Allen Belt

continues to spread a path...

of death and destruction across the world.

The rising heat has touched off

raging forest fires...

in the Ural Mountains of Russia...

the Black Forest of Germany,

and the rich French timberlands.

These film clips from the northwest...

Let's see how the rest

of the crew's taking it.

The situation grows more desperate

with a report that emergency shipping...

- Are they still at it, Cookie?

- For more than 24 hours, sir.

And they've eaten nothing

but coffee and pencils in all that time.

- Excuse me.

- I better see if he needs me.

The projection must be on the nose.

No margin for error.

Now, if these figures prove out...

[Sighs]

Keeping you awake, Harry?

[Sighs] Yeah.

Now, the last temperature reading...

It checks. It checks! On the nose!

Lucius, I think we've hit it.

Oh, you're always so sure of everything.

If the temperature maintains

the same rate of progression...

- If.

- Yes, if.

- And if we can reach there by the 29th...

- 29th?

- It has to be the 29th.

...and project at exactly 16 hours...

B.J., it's right.

I don't see how we can miss!

Do you need me, sir?

Huh? Oh, uh, no, Connors.

Thank you.

And close the door on the way out,

will you?

- Yes, sir.

- Lucius?

- Now what?

- Get off that couch.

Let's double-check these figures.

I do more walking for you

than I do with the shark.

Yeah. Now, at the present rate

of temperature rise...

[ANNOUNCER] The fiery sky is

now threatening to strike a mortal blow...

at the heart of the Midwest farm belt.

Thousands of acres of vital grain...

have already shriveled

under the intense heat...

giving rise to fears of famine...

if the flaming belt

continues to rage unchecked.

In Italy, all roads leading

to Rome and the Vatican...

have been jammed for two days.

From all over Europe, the faithful have

been streaming towards St. Peter's...

to pray for deliverance from the

catastrophe which has struck the Earth.

Here now, our television satellite camera

in outer space...

showing the frightening ring of fire

encircling the Earth.

Ladies and gentlemen,

this concludes our broadcast for today.

[CHATTERING]

Well, there will be a hot time

in the old world tonight.

That's not even funny, Mac.

- Attention!

- As you were.

Well, you've all seen it.

There's not much that I can add...

except to tell you that the situation

is far from hopeless.

Right now in New York, the greatest

scientific minds in the world...

are working around the clock

analyzing ways and means of survival.

And don't forget, we have two of the best

scientific minds right here on this boat.

Sir? Sir, what about leave?

I live in New York, and I got a baby

that's new in the family.

I'm sorry.

There hasn't been any word on leaves yet.

But I'll keep you all posted.

We've just received word that

Admiral Nelson is in the building...

and he's walking through

the lower hallway.

Excitement has been at fever pitch

since last night's radio report...

from the submarine Seaview...

that the admiral had conceived a plan...

which hopefully might extinguish

the flaming Van Allen Belt.

Now, several theories are already

under consideration by the U.N.

In fact, yesterday, Dr. Zucco,

the eminent physicist of Vienna...

presented his own plan...

which in essence says,

"Hands off. Let's wait and see."

Unofficial sources tell us

that Dr. Zucco's arguments...

swayed the scientific body, and they

might give him their stamp of approval.

However, in view of Admiral Nelson's

tremendous scientific achievements...

we've been advised that

the international scientific committee...

is standing pat until

Nelson's plan can be evaluated.

[MAN SPEAKING FRENCH]

[WOMAN SHOUTING IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE]

Pardon the interruption. Some woman

is a bit hysterical. Nerves are on edge.

And this may be one of the most

important moments in history.

The admiral and Commodore Emery

are coming into the conference room

right now.

[MAN SPEAKING FRENCH]

[CHATTERING]

[GAVEL POUNDING]

We thank the French delegate

for his remarks...

and we will take them under advisement.

We acknowledge the arrival...

of two of the world's

most distinguished scientists...

Admiral Nelson and Commodore Emery.

And now, the chair

will listen to Admiral Nelson.

Mr. Chairman...

distinguished scientists,

ladies and gentlemen.

This planet is impaled

on a roasting spit...

slowly but inexorably

being seared and blistered...

by the fire in the sky.

If the Van Allen Belt continues to burn,

the world will burn with it.

And no one can doubt that civilization

as we know it will disintegrate...

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