Atlantis (1991) - full transcript

SARTOR: Long ago,
in a primitive world,

before the birth
of our civilisation,

there was a vast continent

covering what is now
the Atlantic Ocean.

This was the lost land
of Atlantis.

(CROWD CHEERING)

It began that day, in the arena.

I hid beside the Crystal Eye,

whose vision appeared
on the Crystal Screen,

viewed by the overlord
of this world,

a world in decay.



Thousands had entered the arena,

and died to satisfy
the desires of the few.

Such as Queen Anteea,

a vain and depraved woman,

who did nothing to cure the ills
that had corrupted this land.

But this was a special day.

For the Blood Stone,

a crystal of extraordinary power,
had been found,

and, as High Priest of Atlantis,

it was my duty
to deliver this stone

to the Master.

Begin!

(CROWD CHEERING AND BOOING)

(GRUNTING)



(SWORDS CONTINUE CLASHING)

(HISSING)

(WAILING SOUNDS)

(SWORDS CONTINUE CLASHING)

This still isn't the right path.
We're heading towards the city.

Father warned us
not to get too close.

Don't worry, sister.

I'll protect you.

I knew this would be
a complete disaster.

We're supposed to be
looking for food,

and what have we achieved?
Sore feet!

We're completely lost,
and I have to listen to

the ramblings of a boy
who can't even protect himself,

let alone me.

Trust me! Anyway,
I'm not a boy anymore.

One day, I'll be a great warrior.
You wait and...

- (WHOOSHING)
- Meelo?

Meelo!

- (CRACKLING)
- (SCREAMING)

(MEELO YELLING)

Let us go!
We've done nothing!

Put her with the others.

(SWORDS CLASHING)

(SWORDS CONTINUE CLASHING)

(DOOR CLOSING)

(GRUNTING)

(GROANING)

(SWORDS CONTINUE CLASHING)

Why hide over there?

You can watch from here.

Soon, it could be
you and me out there.

I shouldn't be here.

It's a mistake.

I haven't done anything.

- You think we're criminals?
- We have done nothing.

But, believe me,
that is our fate.

I wish one of them
would die soon.

This is becoming so tedious.

Your subjects appreciate it,
my lady.

(SPITTING)

When have I ever cared
for their feelings, Polita?

You know me better than that.

(GRUNTING)

(JEERING)

(GRUNTING)

(CROWD JEERING)

(JEERING CONTINUES)

(SQUELCHING)

(GASPING)

The gods are kind to me.

(JEERING)

(GASPING)

(CHEERING AND BOOING)

Where are they taking him?

To the Crystal Mines.

MEELO:
But, why wasn't he set free?

None of us
will be set free again.

You'll find out soon.

Our training starts tomorrow.

- Training?
- We're trained to fight.

To kill each other.

Best we can hope for
is to be a slave in the Crystal Mines.

My sister's here.

She followed me through
the wall of light.

What will happen to her?

Why don't you eat something?
You need to be strong now.

- I bring you a gift, Master.
- What gift?

The Blood Crystal.

No.

Do not trick me, Sartor.

It is the Blood Crystal.

Let me see it.
Now, quickly!

(GASPING)

It is!

- Who discovered it?
- A man named Balam.

He had worked in the mines
as long as anyone could remember.

When he found it, he knew
it was something special.

He showed no-one else.

When I saw it, I knew it was

what you have been seeking
all these years.

This man, Balam.

Have you rewarded him?

Yes, Master.

He is dead.

Ah, this pleases me
greatly, Sartor.

How may I reward you?

Being your favoured one
is all I ask.

If that gives you such pleasure,

then you can help me again.

And, now that I have
the Blood Crystal,

my powers could be
beyond your comprehension.

But, to realise this fully,

I need you to find
a certain young woman.

- Who is she?
- No-one in the city.

On the surface.

With the scum?

Yes.
Somewhere on the surface.

How can I possibly find
one girl in so vast a land?

She is not like the others.

You will know her.

And, if I find her?

When you find her,
you bring her to me.

Then, I shall transport the
Queen's bodyguards to the surface.

If that is your wish, Master.

Go, Sartor.

Oil your tongue
for our next meeting.

As you command, Master.

MAN:
Crion!

Crion!

Are they nowhere to be found?

- Nowhere.
- Oh, the fools.

They must have gone
too close to the city.

I warned them.

There are traps everywhere.

But your children
are clever, Crion.

Arian and Meelo,
they'll find a way back here.

CRION:
I wish that were true.

I think we must strike now.

But how can we fight
an enemy we don't even know?

How can we fight their magic?

It is not magic!

They use the power
of the crystals.

It's science, not magic.

But what can a few
rusty swords do?

They pollute the air.

They destroy our livestock.

How much longer
can we go on living here?

Eating insects,

drinking this stagnant water,

living in fear of capture.

No.

The time has come
for us to leave this place.

Our numbers are diminishing fast.

We must find others
who know of a way into the city.

I have to do this
for my children,

and for the people
we've all lost.

- Are you with me?
- ALL: Yes!

They have been prepared?

Yes, my lady.

They carry no contamination now.

Good.

What an interesting
assortment we have here.

You look like a fighter.

Do you fight?

If I were free,

I would rip your head
from your scrawny neck

and ram it between your legs!

I like her.

She amuses me.

You can fight for me.

Have her trained
to fight for her Queen.

I don't like the look of you.

Dispose of her
in the normal way.

You're attractive.

Please, Your Majesty,
my brother is here.

If I could just see him,
to know that he's not in danger.

How dare you speak to me
as if I were your friend?

Take her to the mines!

Whores.

Whores!
Take them to the brothel!

- Have you seen Sartor today?
- No, my lady.

We must beware, Polita.

He may be the
High Priest of Atlas,

but his belief in the Great God

is as genuine as
my love for my people.

We must watch him carefully.

He's too clever.

Well?

Have you found her?

Be patient, Great One.

The surface is being combed

as a maiden's hair
is coaxed into place.

Does the Queen
know of my desires?

No, Master.
I have been...

discreet.

Tell her I have allowed her
to corrupt the city,

but, soon, it will be necessary
for her to fulfil her destiny.

Tell her to visit me here
more often.

Tell her of the Blood Stone
and of the girl you seek.

And you must find
that sacred child soon.

May I ask
why you need this child?

More and more crystals
are needed to power the city.

The lava,
which is its life blood,

grows more violent each day.

Should it become uncontrollable,

all life will be destroyed here,

and on the surface,
which barely sustains life now.

This I know, Master.

- But the girl...
- Find the girl,

and I will leave here.

Atlantis can be yours.

But, Queen Anteea...

Atlantis will be yours,

if you find the girl.

(INSECTS CHIRRUPING)

There are soldiers everywhere.
More than ever before.

They're not here to find us.
They're looking for sacred girl.

- Who?
- I don't know.

I remember hearing a story once,

could even be a myth,

of a baby that was
found abandoned.

She wasn't human.
She had unnatural powers.

What happened to her?

She was cast out
and left to die.

At the time, many people
were thrown out of the city,

horribly mutated.

We think, the subject
of genetic experiments.

Some of these creatures,
these mutations,

were rumoured to
have taken the child.

Where did they go?

The mutated ones
always went north,

across the plains,
into the mountains of Atlas,

to hide from
the sight of others.

Why don't we try to find her?

Yes, she must be wanted
for a reason.

We are too weak
to attack the city.

But, if we had
something they wanted,

it could be a way in.

It would take time.

Every moment that passes
means yet another death in the city.

Then, we must leave now.
Why waste time talking?

What else can we do, Crion?

As a father, I would storm
the city now, whatever the odds.

But, as your leader,
I must respect what you say.

It's a long and dangerous journey.

We've only our legs to carry us.

Then lead the way, Crion.

Think of this as a way
to save your children.

I haven't seen you before.

Can you speak?

- Yes.
- Well, if you've anything to say,

say it to me,

not to the other slaves.

Understand?

- Yes.
- Good.

Now, it's time
to water the animals.

Not too much.

Half a cup each
is all that they need.

You must be new, like me.

You don't belong here,

and I don't intend staying.

You're hurting me.

Here.

Back to work, gladiator!

Soon, the aggression of the arena
will be beaten from you.

(WHIP CRACKING)

This is my job, girl.

I beat the animals so they obey.

You are the lucky ones.

You will fight
to entertain the people,

but if you survive
the number of fights

you are old in years,

you will go to the mines.

You are lucky.

Most rebels will be
put to death immediately.

The chances of you
surviving are slight,

but Piegor here
will teach you well.

Harmless wood.

(CLATTERING)

Choose a partner,
and show me how you can fight.

A poor selection.

The surface can no longer provide
the number of warriors we need.

Can you not return
gladiators from the mines?

Then who will dig for crystals?

We have tampered
with the balance of nature.

Soon, there will be
nobody left for me to train.

You are here to provide
the people with sport.

You are an entertainer,
not a politician.

Do the best you can.

So he has the Blood Crystal.

And now,
he seeks the female freak.

And he wishes you close to him.

He wants you to
visit him more often.

Then, if that is his wish,
I must do as he commands.

I'm only the Queen of Atlantis.

Only a puppet in your hands.

Polita!

I'm here, Majesty.

Follow the snake...

and report back to me.

As you command.

(CROWD CHEERING)

PIEGOR:
Citizens of Atlantis!

Today, we have new warriors
to entertain you.

If they survive, they will
go on to greater victory in the arena.

However, today, place your bets!

(GRUNTING)

They were all trained
in lance and sword,

wrestling and fist-fighting.

Choose who you favour,
and place your bets!

(GRUNTING)

(GROANING)

Place your bets!

(GRUNTING)

(CHEERING)

(GROANING)

Kill him! Kill him!

(CROWD SHOUTING)

How easily amused they are.

But why do they protest?

(CROWD BOOING)

(CROWD SHOUTING AND BOOING)

The look of a lion,

the heart of a kitten.

We can deal with him.

Coward.

Bow your head in shame.

You have broken
the rules of combat.

Have you anything to say
before sentence is passed?

He was my brother.
I would rather die than kill him.

SARTOR: Then the
judgement is unanimous.

Death.

Queen Anteea, how would you
like this coward to die?

In the Labyrinth of Life.

(LAUGHING)

He didn't protest.

I much prefer it when they
scream and beg for mercy.

You will hear him scream
soon enough.

You honour me
with your presence, Anteea.

I'm here to serve you, Master,

as my mother, and all our line,
have always served you.

(DISTANT BELLOWING)

(ROARING)

The ceremony's started.
Let me watch.

It's over a week
since he was last fed.

(ROARING)

(ROARING)

When will you give me
the power you promised?

Soon.

This woman you seek.
What has she to do with me?

When Sartor finds her,

you will be fulfilled.

(ROARING)

Oh, look. The creature!

(SINEW TEARING)

Why do you not watch?

(NECK SNAPPING)

(ROARING)

He has his head!

He's eating him!
He's eating his tongue!

(CACKLING)

How lucky I am
not to have to eat human flesh.

You always look so frightened.

I won't hurt you.

I don't know who I can trust.

My brother's here somewhere.

I've searched through the mines,
but I can't find him.

Do you know where he might be?

- Is he diseased?
- No, healthy.

Then they'll make him fight.

What does that mean?
What will happen to him?

If he wins all his fights,
he'll end up in here, like me.

But he's just a boy,
not a warrior.

- He'll be killed.
- If that happens,

he'll end up in there.

Move on, girl!

There are other mouths to feed
besides this troublemaker.

(RUMBLING)

(RUMBLING)

(FOOTSTEPS PASSING)

(WHIRRING AND HISSING)

What are you doing here?

Oh!

You're too pretty
for a place like this.

Oh, if it offends you,
look away.

Look at me, instead.

I'm Malak, the butcher.

Young warriors.

Why not?

They all taste the same
once they've been processed.

This is supposed to be
a civilised world.

This is barbaric!

There's hardly anything else
to eat, is there?

Except for some
rotting vegetables.

Don't upset yourself.

I think I can help you.

You're too fresh and pretty
to work down the mines.

Yes, you'll be seeing me again.

Soon!

Do you know what that is?

You know what we eat?

It's either this or starve.

I've got to get away from here.

- Will you help me?
- How?

We all want to escape,
but we're too frightened to try.

I'm not frightened.
What have we got to live for here?

Move along.
He's seen us talking.

PIEGOR:
Place your wagers.

Come on, then.
Place your wagers.

Twenty on the pretty one.

And who do you favour, Malak?

No-one.

I don't waste my money gambling.

I'll have ten on the fat one.

(HEAVY THUD)

(FIGHTER GRUNTING)

(GASPING)

(REPEATED HEAVY THUDDING)

(SCREAMING)

(SQUELCHING)

(GASPING)

(CROWD CHEERING)

Be careful, Malak.
This girl is too inquisitive.

Don't worry.
Where I'm taking her,

she won't have time
to be inquisitive.

Where are you taking me?

Oh, it's nothing
to be frightened of.

Don't you want nice clothes
and warm baths

and sweet-smelling perfumes?

All this and more
will be yours, soon.

(CROWD CHEERING)

(GASPING)

You're supposed to be sleeping!

The key! Quickly!

Guards!

(CHOKING)

(GROANING)

(RUMBLING)

Arian!

Meelo!

I feared you were dead.

What has happened to you?

Brother, we must escape!

- Be strong!
- (ARIAN SHRIEKING)

Now I know you're alive,
I will fight to free you!

(GASPING)

(KNOCKING)

(MUSIC AND CHATTERING)

Malak, how handsome
you look tonight.

Are you in need
of companionship?

When have I ever
come here for that?

I have something to sell.

- How much?
- Twenty.

(LAUGHING)
Madness! She's a slave!

A common slave!

What potential!

Come inside, and we'll discuss it
over a glass of wine.

(INAUDIBLE)

In exchange for the girl,
I'll give you ten free visits.

I want twenty. In gold.
Or we go somewhere else.

Twelve free visits?

What do I need with live flesh?

I have all the company I need.

Ah, but dead flesh is not so...

stimulating.

It doesn't criticise.

Nor does it praise you.

That's because
it can't tell lies.

Twenty.
Or we go now.

Oh, very well.
Do something with her.

I'll give you half now,

and the rest after she's proved
worthy of our noble profession.

Agreed.

Besides the standard
processed slop, I can offer,

at a sensible price,
something a little special.

For a private banquet,
sweetmeats,

like succulent adolescent rump.

(CHUCKLING)

You know, for one
who neither gambles in the arena

or indulges in warm flesh,

you must be the
richest man in Atlantis.

I'm but a humble butcher.

(CRACKLING)

(WHOOSHING)

What are you doing here?

You're a runaway!

(GROANING)

You have an anxious lover, child.

Do not disappoint him,

or you will disappoint me.

- You!
- Ssh!

This way.

I've seen my brother.
Can we not rescue him?

We're lucky to get this far.
We daren't go back.

(SNORING)

(GASPING)

- Do you know what to do?
- Of course.

(CRACKLING)

Should this be happening?

Well, at least
something's happening.

(WHOOSHING)

As she is a new girl, I've been
more than generous with time,

but I must insist
that you finish now.

- (GROANING)
- And she seemed so innocent.

Whatever gives you pleasure.

You think I paid for this,
you fool?

Well, who did this?
And where's the girl?

I don't know. She had
a friend hiding in the room.

MALAK: I suppose this is not a good time
to ask for the rest of my money?

No, it is not!

Guards! Guards!

SARTOR:
How they entered is a mystery.

It is usually guarded at all times.

It is. For slaves to use
the power of the crystals...

Having tasted,
they might want more.

For your own sake, Sartor,
you must be more careful.

I'm impatient.

You shall go to the surface.

You must personally
capture those slaves,

and find me the
Child of the Fire Crystal.

ANTEEA:
She is the one you seek?

She must be found, soon,

before the city is overrun
with rebellious slaves,

who would crucify both of you
before I could complete my time here.

I... entrust you with
the Blood Stone, Sartor.

You may find it useful
against the girl's...

powers.

She must be by your side
next time we meet.

Now, go!

The Child of the Fire Crystal.

What part does she play
in my destiny?

Without her, I am not whole.

When I am complete,

you will know your destiny.

Will you make me a goddess
amongst mortals?

I will fill you with my presence.

Have you any idea where we are?

Well, I don't know, but we
must be a long way from the city.

I've never seen
this place before.

But, judging from my father's words,

I would suspect we're
somewhere in the north,

and the Mountains of Atlas
await us.

Are you cold, Arian?

No.

How do you know my name?

I heard the Slave Master
calling you.

I'm Timor.

It is cold, though,
don't you think?

The fire keeps me warm.

But when we fall asleep,
and the fire burns away,

we will need each other
for warmth.

Then one of us
must keep the fire burning

while the other sleeps.

(OWL HOOTING)

Really?

Yes.

Don't you agree?

No.

Let me gaze at the Stone again.

For the last time.

Where will you look for
the Child of the Fire Crystal?

In the north.

There are soldiers
waiting for me there.

It's the only place
we have not searched.

Then, she must be there.

Do not fail us, Sartor.

We may both regret finding her.

Do you not trust the Master?

No more than I trust you.

(INSECTS CHIRRUPING)

We're being watched.
Walk on.

(GASPING)
Hey!

No!

We mean you no harm.

This is our home.
What do you want here?

Your help, if you're willing.

Who are you?

We search for my father, Crion.
He is a rebel chieftain.

- You search for Crion?
- You know him?

- We've seen him.
- He has entered our land.

- We followed his path.
- He's being hunted.

Where is he now, then?

So pretty!

Tell me where my father is,
and it's yours.

We'll take you to him.

(WHOOSHING)

(FLAMES CRACKLING)

Thank you, my friends.

Would you join us?

We cannot leave here.

Not without consulting the Oracle.

What do you mean?

In the sacred cave
is the talking stone.

We worship its wisdom.

Couldn't you ask it to tell us
about the girl we seek?

Maybe.

Here.

Gather food, then. We always
offer food to the holy stone.

A stone with an appetite!

- Don't mock us. It's true!
- Mmm!

The food is never there
when we return.

A cave full of rats, no doubt.

No, it is a magical place.

Come with us.
You'll see for yourselves.

(WHOOSHING)

(WHOOSHING)

(WHOOSHING)

Forward!

Hold fast!

Offer the food to the stone.

Show it you mean no harm.

Now, ask your question.

Speak to the stone.

We seek a girl.

She is known as the
Child of the Fire Crystal.

These are good people.

They mean you no harm.

ORACLE: I know.
Why do you seek this girl?

To protect her.

The overlords of Atlantis
search for her now.

We need to find her
before they do.

What do you want from her?

It is said
she has psychic powers.

With her help,
we can enter the city

and liberate the people
from the tyranny of its rulers.

You are so few.
How can you hope to survive?

They cannot!

Lower your weapons.

There is no escape.

My men surround you.

This is our holy place.

You must leave, now.

A stone that speaks?

Eats food?

Show yourself,
Child of the Fire Crystal!

(WHOOSHING)

For many years, I have
lived from the sight of man,

Now, I know the time is here
for me to help these people.

SARTOR:
They are beyond your help.

Now, you must come with me.

(WHOOSHING)

Stop!

I wish you no harm!

I am to take you back to the city!
That is all!

(WHOOSHING)

This is not all
that is in your mind.

I've read your thoughts.

Prepare to transport us
back to the city.

We must return there.

What do you hold?

Protection.

(WAILING)

Take it away!

As I thought!

I will go with you.

(WHOOSHING)

What's so special about her?

I want her head.

Her crystal skull.

Well, Crion, we're in the city.

Now, what do we do?

I've failed you.

- The girl will help us.
- She has power.

Every cell in the place
is full of our people.

There's no-one left to fight.

Why didn't we keep running?

Well, it's better than the mines,

and it has a wonderful view.

(CROWD JEERING)

(HOLLERING)

Welcome.

She is the one.

MASTER:
Indeed. Sit.

I can see I have
pleased you, Master.

The Blood Stone, Sartor.

You have proved loyal.

What I promised will be yours.

- Atlantis will be mine?
- Yes.

Now, deal with the rebel captives.

MASTER: There is
no need to fear me.

You are part of me.

I am not your enemy.

I'm your saviour.

Where is he?

Who?

You know who I mean.
My brother. My twin.

That subhuman abomination?

Anteea, it is time
for you to know.

Watch.

(ROARING)

You keep him imprisoned?

That is her twin?

Yes. Let me demonstrate
how powerful I am

now that you are by my side.

(WAILING)

(CRACKLING)

(THUNDERCLAP)

(ROARING)

It would have been kinder
to kill him!

Now, why should I be kind?

He has always been
an obstacle in my scheme.

As you were.

(MUFFLED ROARING)

(WAILING)

Unbelievable.

That is only the beginning.

You must stay here with me.

(SCRAPING)

(CROWD CHEERING)

(CROWD JEERING)

Father!

Meelo!

He cannot hear us, Father.

He lives, Arian! He lives!

I cannot watch!

- He is a strong fighter.
- Don't be afraid.

(GRUNTING)

(GRUNTING)

(GRUNTING)

(REPEATED THUDDING)

(PULSING)

MASTER:
Be still!

You are trapped within.

It is time, Anteea.

Lay down.

No, don't!

Do as I say,

and you will feel no pain.

Don't listen to him!

Open your gown.

(WHOOSHING)

(CROWD CHEERING)

(GROANING)

(SCREAMING)

- (SCREAMING)
- No!

(SQUELCHING)

(GASPING)

(SCREAMING)

(SCREAMING CONTINUES)

(RUMBLING)

CRYSTAL CHILD: The time is here
for me to help these people.

(RUMBLING CONTINUES)

(SCREAMING)

(RUMBLING)

(RUMBLING)

(SCREAMING)

(RUMBLING)

(MOANING)

(RUMBLING)

(CRACKLING)

(WHOOSHING)

(WHOOSHING)

CRYSTAL CHILD:
Destroy the city.

Even if you lose your own lives,

stop the evil
that grows here now.

Destroy the crystals
that control the city.

The Master is immortal,
so cannot be killed by man.

But, if you leave him
alone in the world,

what use is his power?

Leave this land
to its own destruction.

(MOANING)

Stop!

(SCRAPING)

Do not try to trick me.

Come, Crion.

We must do as she says.

I will choke the life from all
who made sport of my son.

TIMOR:
He fought bravely.

Like a warrior.

- Hurry!
- We must free the others.

You meddle in my plans,

and drain yourself of power.

But a few rebels
are Sartor's problem now.

For, soon, I will be far from here.

You have the honour
to bear my regenerated body.

This is my destiny?!

When I entered your mother,

her fertility split in two,

and, instead of
giving me new life,

she produced twins.

One of which took
some of my powers.

The other,
that pathetic creature

you so enjoyed watching,

inherited only human qualities.

It is your destiny
to give me new life,

as I claim back
that which I lost before.

But what about me?

CRYSTAL CHILD: When he
leaves your body, you will die,

as our mother died.

No!

You were too young to remember,

but she died giving life
to my brother and I.

Is it true?

MASTER:
It is your destiny.

You should be honoured.

I will have it aborted!

(YELPING)

It grows within you now.
It takes only a short time.

As it regenerates inside you,

so his present body weakens
and turns to dust.

She knows enough!

When I am reborn,
I will be all-powerful!

You will both make this possible.

That is all that matters.

Kill yourself!
Stop this happening!

(WHOOSHING)

ANTEEA:
I feel him inside of me.

CRYSTAL CHILD:
Don't you understand?

He plans to kill me,
absorb my powers,

and be reborn through you.

We will both die
giving him new life.

MASTER: A small sacrifice
for such eternal glory.

Do as she says, Anteea.

I cannot!

MASTER: Make my journey
a revelation.

Come back to me!

(SCREAMING)

(YELLING)

(GROANING)

(FIGHTING CONTINUES)

(HISSING)

This way!

- Crion!
- Crion!

(HISSING)

(GROANING)

I grow weaker
as I grow stronger within you.

When I am reborn, I will leave
Atlantis to its own destruction.

Where can you go?

I have only to hold the Blood Stone
to the Crystal Skull

and, with the power of my thoughts,
travel wherever I desire.

To other worlds, past or future.

Time will no longer
have boundaries for me.

If you're so powerful,
I beg you to let me live!

That, I cannot do.

You have to die
to give me such power

CRION: Find weapons!
Arm yourselves!

MALAK:
Guards! Guards!

TIMOR:
Get him!

(REBELS BAYING)

(MALAK SCREAMING)

(RUMBLING)

(SCREAMING)

(YELLING)

(BONES CRUNCHING)

(SCREAMING)

- The city's in riot!
- Summon more men!

The crystals are being destroyed!

Throw down your weapons
or join us!

No!
You will kill yourselves!

If you destroy the crystals,

Atlantis will tremble with the rage
of the great god Atlas!

Enough!

Throw him into the arena.

I will deal with you personally!

(CLATTERING)

If you kill me, you will
never get out of here alive.

(GRUNTING)

Listen to me!
I could help you!

I know a way out of here
for all of you!

I will not listen to your lies!

You do not understand how we
control the volcanic powers!

If you allow the destruction
of these controls,

this land will split apart,
and be engulfed by the sea.

We will all die!

(GRUNTING)

Stop thinking of revenge
and listen to my words!

You don't need to lead
these people to their deaths.

(CLATTERING)

Listen to me.
I can help you.

I can help you!

If you can, tell me how.

Do not trick me.

SARTOR: Do you not feel
the ground tremble?

Listen!

Soon, this land will be destroyed,
and we will all die!

I know of a fleet
of underwater vessels.

They can carry you
far from here, to other lands.

They were designed for the élite,
in case disaster befell the city.

You have destroyed my city,
but I offer them to you.

If this is true, why do you
not plan to travel with us,

to save your own miserable life?

What treachery do you plan?

Nothing.
I swear I speak the truth!

Polita knows of these machines.

She is the Queen's bodyguard,
and knows how to use them.

It's true! I swear it!

Go with her and save yourselves.

There's no time to argue!

I've heard of such
underwater boats.

- Trust him, Father.
- Pity him.

Leave the scum!

(THUNDERCLAP)

(MOANING)

(SCREAMING)

(CROWD YELLING)

Come on, now!
All of you!

We must leave this place!
The city's collapsing!

Make your own ways
to the submarines!

It'll be safer that way,
than staying together.

(SCREAMING)

(RUMBLING)

(BUBBLING)

(MOANING)

(CROWD YELLING)

(FIREBALLS WHIZZING)

(RUMBLING)

(SCREAMING)

(GROANING)

(CROWD SCREAMING)

Come on, now! Hurry!

Leave! If you value your lives,
you must go now!

(RUMBLING INCREASES)

(SCREAMING)

(SCREAMING INTENSIFIES)

(SCREAMING)

(MOANING)

(GURGLING)

(FLAMES RAGING)

Climb the ladders!
Quickly, get inside!

If you want a chance
to save your lives,

get into the machines now!

Hurry, all of you!

(GROANING)

(WHOOSHING)

(RUMBLING CONTINUES)

(GROANING)

MASTER:
Stand back, you fool!

Help me, Sartor!

(MOANING)

Place the stone on the skull,

and go back in time!

Go back, and save my life!

Save me from this agony!

(SCREAMING)

Go back! I beg you!

No! You cannot
control such power.

No!
(GASPING)

(WHOOSHING)

(WAILING)

(WAILING INTENSIFIES)

(GURGLING)

(WHOOSHING)

(MOANING)

(SCREAMING)

(GROANING)

SARTOR: The few that survived
were destined to colonise new lands.

They took with them
the knowledge

for great civilisations to grow
on other continents in this world.

And the hope that we would
never again think

we were mightier
than the forces of nature.

Atlantis had sunk beneath the sea,
never to be found.

The Master would survive,
trapped here on Earth.

For I have the Blood Stone,
and have travelled forward in time.

I am with you now,

watching you.

(WHOOSHING)

(BIRDS SINGING)

(TRAFFIC SOUNDS)

(SIREN BLARING)

(INAUDIBLE)

(BELL TOLLING)

The future.

Hmm.

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