Stingray (1964–1965): Season 1, Episode 13 - Tune of Danger - full transcript
Learning that a jazz group is to give a concert in the undersea city of Aphony, where Marina's father lives, Surface Agent X20 plants a bomb in the group's bass.
- [Announcer] Stand
by for action.
[explosion]
- We are about to
launch Stingray.
? Stingray, Stingray ?
Marineville, I am calling
battle stations.
Anything can happen in the
next half hour.
[explosion]
? Stingray, Stingray ?
? Stingray, Stingray ?
? Stingray ?
[dramatic orchestral music]
[birds chirping]
[upbeat jazz music]
[audience applauding]
- That was just great,
Lieutenant Gray.
- Real swinging music.
- Yeah, our part of the WASP may
not be so vital as yours, Troy,
but we try to keep up the
morale of the servicemen.
- That's an important thing,
Gray.
The guys at the
foreign bases all
over the world must
sure welcome the group.
- Yeah, and look.
They're gonna play
another number.
[upbeat jazz music]
- I've invited the boys back
to my house after the concert.
- Great, Atlanta.
That concert was the end, boys.
Everybody was just
crazy about it.
- Aw, shucks, Troy.
You're only sayin' that
because it's true.
- Don't mind him, Troy.
Like Big Stygo is the
clown of the group.
- What did you think of it,
Marina?
You liked it, huh?
[mellow jazz music]
- Marina's from one of
the underwater cities.
This kind of music
is new to her.
- Underwater cities, huh?
That's one territory
we've never played.
- Marina's father still
lives under the ocean.
- Yeah, he's kinda intellectual.
Guess your sorta music
wouldn't go down with him.
- I take it she's disagreeing
with you, Commander.
And she's right.
- Yeah, jazz is for all types.
Intellectuals swing with
the next at our concerts.
- Say, how about going down
there and givin' 'em a concert?
- Count me in on that.
- Say, why not?
It'd be a great
publicity gimmick.
- Yeah, that's a great idea,
Larry.
- Yeah, and Aphony would
welcome you all.
I know he would.
- [Atlanta] Well, why don't
we make a party of it?
- Sure, there's room
onboard our band ship
for at least half a dozen
more passengers.
- Well, I don't know about that.
- Ah, come on, Father.
We'd only be gone a
couple of days.
- Well, I guess we
could arrange it.
- I'll have to take
a rain check.
I've gotta go to HQ tomorrow
to discuss the
aquanaut convention.
- [Sam] Yeah, you got a
flight booked at 0900 hours.
- And I'm flyin' to New
York at 5:00 a.m.
I've gotta arrange a
booking for the group.
- Well, I guess that just leaves
Phones, Marina, and myself then.
Have you got to
go tomorrow, Troy?
- Yeah, afraid so, but you
have a good time, honey.
- Well, I'm gonna say goodnight
to you charming people.
I wanna grab some sleep.
I have to be up at dawn.
- Goodnight.
- Goodnight.
[door closes]
Ah, he's a nice guy,
your manager
- Yeah, he sure is.
Say, why don't we wake
up a new arrangement
for Marina's father?
- Yeah, that's a great idea.
- [Atlanta] Well, why
don't you start now?
You can use my piano.
- Okay, like let's get started.
We'll call it Louis Pacifica.
[upbeat piano music]
Guess it should have
a water theme.
[upbeat piano music]
Yeah, waves.
[upbeat piano music]
The ocean, water.
[gloomy piano music]
[dramatic jazz music]
- This is one concert that's
really gonna go with a bang.
[gloomy piano music]
- You guys sure have a ball
- Well, how do ya figure
the numba's shapin' up?
- Sounds great to me.
- What do you think, boys?
- Well, it's great.
We can rehearse it some on
our way to Pacifica tomorrow.
- I guess there's no point
in asking you, Stygo.
You can improvise on anything.
- Yeah, don't worry.
I'll be okay on the night.
- You know, Troy, to
get Stygo to rehearse,
we'd have to put a
bomb behind him.
[ominous orchestral music]
[crickets chirping]
- Titanica Agent
F-7-2-1 to X-2-0.
Come in, X-2-0.
F-7-2-1 calling X-2-0,
do you read me?
- Go ahead, F-7-2-1.
What have you to report?
- As was expected, an
opportunity has
presented itself to strike
a blow against the WASP.
- Quite so, I said it would
if you played a concert
at Marineville.
- Unfortunately, Troy
Tempest has a meeting at HQ.
He will escape the fate
of the others.
- That cannot be helped.
Tempest's turn will come later.
- Good night, Troy.
Have a good trip tomorrow.
- Yeah, you too.
[engine rumbling]
I'd better radio the airport
and confirm my flight tomorrow.
[radio buzzing]
What's wrong with this radio?
Say, someone's transmitting
close to my frequency.
[mysterious orchestral music]
Seems to be coming from
the guest quarters.
- What is the plan?
- I have fixed the radio
in the band ship
so that it operates for
only two hours.
And I have placed a
bomb in the double bass.
When the group starts to
play at Pacifica,
It will explode on the
touch of a certain string.
- And you say Atlanta, Phones,
and Marina will be there?
- Yep, they'll all die, along
with Aphony and the others.
- [X-2-0] It's a good plan.
You've done well, F-7-2-1.
- Thank you, X-2-0.
Closing down.
- So you're an agent.
[dramatic orchestral music]
You just forgot to mention
that you're one of
Titan's agents.
- So, what do you intend
to do about it?
- [Troy] What do you think?
Put you under arrest
for treason.
- I don't think so, Tempest.
[gas whooshing]
[suspenseful orchestral music]
[cackling]
[dramatic orchestral music]
[engine rumbling]
Here's my pass.
- But this is Captain
Tempest's car.
- Yeah, I know.
He let me borrow it.
You can check with him if you
wanna wake him up at his home.
- What's on the other seat?
- Well, I've just
kidnapped someone.
And I'm smuggling them out.
Don't tell anybody,
But I'm an enemy agent.
- [chuckles] Okay, sir,
goodnight.
[engine rumbling]
- It always pays to be honest,
Captain.
Always tell the truth.
[cackles]
[engine rumbling]
[birds chirping]
[engine rumbling]
Oh, pity you can't
enjoy the trip,
Troy Tempest, beautiful scenery.
But you'll be out for a
couple hours.
Oh, here we are, the hideout.
[birds chirping]
[dramatic orchestral music]
- But it's not like Troy to
go off without saying goodbye.
- Yeah, from what Phones
tells me, Troy's car is gone.
- Yeah, and what's more,
he didn't even go back
to the apartment
after the party.
- But why?
Where could he have gone?
- Well, I can only guess
he decided to drive to HQ,
but I gotta admit, it
seems kinda strange.
- Yeah, but don't
start worrying.
Troy has a good reason for
most of the things he does.
- Well, maybe you're right.
Atlanta, we'd better get goin'.
The band ship is watin' for us.
- But I don't like leaving
without knowing
what's happened to him.
- There's sure to be a
simple explanation.
You get on down to
that band ship.
Enjoy yourselves.
Give my regards to your father,
Marina.
[Troy groaning]
- Oh, I feel muzzy.
[mysterious orchestral music]
Say, what happened?
What is this place?
- Relax, Tempest.
You're tied up good.
You won't get away, and you're
a hundred miles from
Marineville.
- Now I remember.
You were transmitting a message.
You put a bomb in the
double bass.
- Correct.
As soon as big Stygo
starts the session
in Pacifica, boom.
[laughs]
- How did ya get me out
of Marineville?
- I just told them I'd
kidnapped Troy Tempest
and they let me
straight through.
[chuckles] Must a been
glad to get rid of you.
- And now what?
- Now, I'm gonna see
that you don't
live to tell the story.
[laughs]
[dramatic orchestral music]
[dramatic orchestral music]
- This is Commander
Shore speaking.
l want the security
checkpoint guard
in the tower in two minutes.
And tell Lieutenant Fisher
to get back here, too.
- Yes, sir.
- [Phones] Phones here,
Commander.
Downbeat leavin'
Marineville now, sir.
- Okay, cleared to go.
[Downbeat whirring]
[water splashing]
- She's all yours, Stygo.
Watch out for the ocean door.
- Okay, Phones, hold
onto your hat.
I steer this tub worse
than I play my fiddle.
That's real bad.
- Good thing I know you boys
are all trained aquanauts
Or I'd be swimmin' to Pacifica.
Power from Downbeat,
approachin' ocean door.
- Okay, Phones, ocean door
opened, and bon voyage.
- You wanted me, sir?
- Where did Captain Tempest say
he was going when he
left Marineville?
- Captain Tempest, sir,
well, he never left, sir.
His car did with Lieutenant Gray
at the wheel, you know,
the band manager,
but the captain wasn't with him.
- He wasn't, huh?
And what was Gray
doing in his car?
- Well, he said he borrowed
it from Captain Tempest, sir.
- Now what would Lieutenant Gray
want with Captain Tempest's car?
- I realize, Tempest,
that Marineville
are gonna wonder where you are.
- [Troy] You can bet on it,
Gray,
and you'll have to have a good
alibi to explain away my car.
- I don't think so.
Sure, when I drive back
to Marineville,
they'll question me, but
you lent me your car.
And without you, no one
can prove otherwise.
And Tempest, we will
be without you.
- And what masterful little
scheme have you got cooked up?
- This shack is in a forest,
and forests sometimes
catch fire, and this one
is gonna do just that.
- I see, no evidence, very neat.
But don't stop worrying about
me until you know I'm dead.
- I don't scare easy, Tempest.
So long, Cap'n, it's been
nice knowin' ya. [laughs]
[door slams]
[Lawrence cackles]
- I want Lawrence Gray found
and brought here, Lieutenant.
He was not on the dawn
New York flight.
- Right, sir, I've got an
all-points alert
out for Troy's car.
[birds chirping]
[suspenseful orchestral music]
[fire crackling]
[engine rumbling]
- It won't be long now.
Now for a nice, slow
drive back to Marineville.
[suspenseful orchestral music]
- [Atlanta] Have ya
found Troy yet, Father?
- Not yet, Atlanta, we're
still looking.
Don't worry, honey.
He'll be okay.
Enjoy the trip to Pacifica.
- [Atlanta]I'll try,
Father, but I'm worried.
[dramatic orchestral music]
[Downbeat whirring]
- Okay, like one more time.
[upbeat jazz music]
- I'll take over if you
want to join 'em, Stygo.
- Not me, Phones,
rehearsals bore me.
[dramatic jazz music]
[fire crackling]
[Downbeat whirring]
[fire crackling]
[Troy coughing]
[bell ringing]
- Fire, sir!
- Tracking station to tower,
forest fire 100 miles east
of Marineville.
Foresters request our help.
- Okay, Lieutenant, give
'em all the help you can,
but keep an emergency team here.
[dramatic jazz music]
[fire crackling]
[Troy coughing]
[Downbeat whirring]
- This is real cool.
[fire crackling]
[Troy coughing]
[Downbeat whirring]
[fire crackling]
[Troy coughing]
[dramatic orchestral music]
- Good thing you sent those
fire tenders, Commander.
They saved my life.
Now, what about Gray?
- I've given orders for
him to be brought in.
Now, let's get going.
- Yeah, the Downbeat's got
four hours start on us.
We've gotta reach
them before Stygo
gets hold of that double bass.
Say, why don't we radio
and warn him?
- I've tried.
Their radio's out of commission.
Guess that was all part
of Gray's plan.
- Right, what are
we waitin' for?
Let's go.
[dramatic orchestral music]
[Stingray whirring]
[peaceful orchestral music]
We're traveling three times
the speed of Downbeat,
but that's still not
fast enough.
- We're doing our best, Troy.
[mellow jazz music]
- There's Pacifica.
Now, we flash our
lights three times
and they'll open the arlock.
Right, Marina?
- One, two, three.
[upbeat orchestral music]
[door whirring]
[Stingray whirring]
[dramatic orchestral music]
- They should be at
Pacifica by now,
and we're still an hour away.
- There's still one hope, Troy.
Aphony will probably
entertain 'em
before they start the concert.
[dramatic orchestral music]
- On behalf of your guests,
Aphony,
I would like to thank
you for your hospitality.
- [Phones] Yeah, the meal
was just great.
- So now, how 'bout some music?
Like, after all, that's
why us cats came.
- Yeah, okay, let's get started.
- Yeah, I'm rarin' to go.
That bass is gonna produce
the best sound you ever heard.
[upbeat orchestral music]
[Stingray whirring]
- Three minutes, Commander,
and we'll be there.
Hold on, Stygo, just a
few more minutes.
- [Atlanta] Okay, boys,
play away.
- Right, Stygo, Blues Pacifica.
You come in on the fourth
bar after the intro.
- I'll be there.
You'll hear me, boy.
["Blues Pacifica"]
- [Troy] Don't touch that bass!
[dramatic orchestral music]
Phones, give me a hand to
get that bass outta here.
- Hey, what goes on here?
- What are you doing here,
Father?
What's happening?
- Just keep calm.
This is a long story.
[dramatic orchestral music]
[Stingray whirring]
- Okay, Phones, this
is far enough.
[bass whirring]
[silly synth music]
[bass explodes]
[dramatic orchestral music]
- Well, this is the funniest
lookin' bass I have ever seen.
- Maybe so, Stygo, but in a way,
it's a fitting tribute to
Aphony that we should play
his number featurin' one of
his own unusual instruments.
Okay, boys, Blues Pacifica,
from the top.
["Blues Pacifica"]
[enchanting music]
Subtitles: Kilo
? Marina ?
? Aqua Marina ?
? What are these strange
enchantments ?
? That start whenever
you're near ?
? Marina ?
? Aqua Marina ?
? Why can't you
whisper the words ?
? That my heart is
longing to hear ?
? You're magic to me ?
? A beautiful mystery ?
? I'm certain to fall I know ?
? Because you enthrall me so ?
? Marina, Aqua Marina ?
? what don't you say ?
? that you'll always stay ?
? close to my heart ?
by for action.
[explosion]
- We are about to
launch Stingray.
? Stingray, Stingray ?
Marineville, I am calling
battle stations.
Anything can happen in the
next half hour.
[explosion]
? Stingray, Stingray ?
? Stingray, Stingray ?
? Stingray ?
[dramatic orchestral music]
[birds chirping]
[upbeat jazz music]
[audience applauding]
- That was just great,
Lieutenant Gray.
- Real swinging music.
- Yeah, our part of the WASP may
not be so vital as yours, Troy,
but we try to keep up the
morale of the servicemen.
- That's an important thing,
Gray.
The guys at the
foreign bases all
over the world must
sure welcome the group.
- Yeah, and look.
They're gonna play
another number.
[upbeat jazz music]
- I've invited the boys back
to my house after the concert.
- Great, Atlanta.
That concert was the end, boys.
Everybody was just
crazy about it.
- Aw, shucks, Troy.
You're only sayin' that
because it's true.
- Don't mind him, Troy.
Like Big Stygo is the
clown of the group.
- What did you think of it,
Marina?
You liked it, huh?
[mellow jazz music]
- Marina's from one of
the underwater cities.
This kind of music
is new to her.
- Underwater cities, huh?
That's one territory
we've never played.
- Marina's father still
lives under the ocean.
- Yeah, he's kinda intellectual.
Guess your sorta music
wouldn't go down with him.
- I take it she's disagreeing
with you, Commander.
And she's right.
- Yeah, jazz is for all types.
Intellectuals swing with
the next at our concerts.
- Say, how about going down
there and givin' 'em a concert?
- Count me in on that.
- Say, why not?
It'd be a great
publicity gimmick.
- Yeah, that's a great idea,
Larry.
- Yeah, and Aphony would
welcome you all.
I know he would.
- [Atlanta] Well, why don't
we make a party of it?
- Sure, there's room
onboard our band ship
for at least half a dozen
more passengers.
- Well, I don't know about that.
- Ah, come on, Father.
We'd only be gone a
couple of days.
- Well, I guess we
could arrange it.
- I'll have to take
a rain check.
I've gotta go to HQ tomorrow
to discuss the
aquanaut convention.
- [Sam] Yeah, you got a
flight booked at 0900 hours.
- And I'm flyin' to New
York at 5:00 a.m.
I've gotta arrange a
booking for the group.
- Well, I guess that just leaves
Phones, Marina, and myself then.
Have you got to
go tomorrow, Troy?
- Yeah, afraid so, but you
have a good time, honey.
- Well, I'm gonna say goodnight
to you charming people.
I wanna grab some sleep.
I have to be up at dawn.
- Goodnight.
- Goodnight.
[door closes]
Ah, he's a nice guy,
your manager
- Yeah, he sure is.
Say, why don't we wake
up a new arrangement
for Marina's father?
- Yeah, that's a great idea.
- [Atlanta] Well, why
don't you start now?
You can use my piano.
- Okay, like let's get started.
We'll call it Louis Pacifica.
[upbeat piano music]
Guess it should have
a water theme.
[upbeat piano music]
Yeah, waves.
[upbeat piano music]
The ocean, water.
[gloomy piano music]
[dramatic jazz music]
- This is one concert that's
really gonna go with a bang.
[gloomy piano music]
- You guys sure have a ball
- Well, how do ya figure
the numba's shapin' up?
- Sounds great to me.
- What do you think, boys?
- Well, it's great.
We can rehearse it some on
our way to Pacifica tomorrow.
- I guess there's no point
in asking you, Stygo.
You can improvise on anything.
- Yeah, don't worry.
I'll be okay on the night.
- You know, Troy, to
get Stygo to rehearse,
we'd have to put a
bomb behind him.
[ominous orchestral music]
[crickets chirping]
- Titanica Agent
F-7-2-1 to X-2-0.
Come in, X-2-0.
F-7-2-1 calling X-2-0,
do you read me?
- Go ahead, F-7-2-1.
What have you to report?
- As was expected, an
opportunity has
presented itself to strike
a blow against the WASP.
- Quite so, I said it would
if you played a concert
at Marineville.
- Unfortunately, Troy
Tempest has a meeting at HQ.
He will escape the fate
of the others.
- That cannot be helped.
Tempest's turn will come later.
- Good night, Troy.
Have a good trip tomorrow.
- Yeah, you too.
[engine rumbling]
I'd better radio the airport
and confirm my flight tomorrow.
[radio buzzing]
What's wrong with this radio?
Say, someone's transmitting
close to my frequency.
[mysterious orchestral music]
Seems to be coming from
the guest quarters.
- What is the plan?
- I have fixed the radio
in the band ship
so that it operates for
only two hours.
And I have placed a
bomb in the double bass.
When the group starts to
play at Pacifica,
It will explode on the
touch of a certain string.
- And you say Atlanta, Phones,
and Marina will be there?
- Yep, they'll all die, along
with Aphony and the others.
- [X-2-0] It's a good plan.
You've done well, F-7-2-1.
- Thank you, X-2-0.
Closing down.
- So you're an agent.
[dramatic orchestral music]
You just forgot to mention
that you're one of
Titan's agents.
- So, what do you intend
to do about it?
- [Troy] What do you think?
Put you under arrest
for treason.
- I don't think so, Tempest.
[gas whooshing]
[suspenseful orchestral music]
[cackling]
[dramatic orchestral music]
[engine rumbling]
Here's my pass.
- But this is Captain
Tempest's car.
- Yeah, I know.
He let me borrow it.
You can check with him if you
wanna wake him up at his home.
- What's on the other seat?
- Well, I've just
kidnapped someone.
And I'm smuggling them out.
Don't tell anybody,
But I'm an enemy agent.
- [chuckles] Okay, sir,
goodnight.
[engine rumbling]
- It always pays to be honest,
Captain.
Always tell the truth.
[cackles]
[engine rumbling]
[birds chirping]
[engine rumbling]
Oh, pity you can't
enjoy the trip,
Troy Tempest, beautiful scenery.
But you'll be out for a
couple hours.
Oh, here we are, the hideout.
[birds chirping]
[dramatic orchestral music]
- But it's not like Troy to
go off without saying goodbye.
- Yeah, from what Phones
tells me, Troy's car is gone.
- Yeah, and what's more,
he didn't even go back
to the apartment
after the party.
- But why?
Where could he have gone?
- Well, I can only guess
he decided to drive to HQ,
but I gotta admit, it
seems kinda strange.
- Yeah, but don't
start worrying.
Troy has a good reason for
most of the things he does.
- Well, maybe you're right.
Atlanta, we'd better get goin'.
The band ship is watin' for us.
- But I don't like leaving
without knowing
what's happened to him.
- There's sure to be a
simple explanation.
You get on down to
that band ship.
Enjoy yourselves.
Give my regards to your father,
Marina.
[Troy groaning]
- Oh, I feel muzzy.
[mysterious orchestral music]
Say, what happened?
What is this place?
- Relax, Tempest.
You're tied up good.
You won't get away, and you're
a hundred miles from
Marineville.
- Now I remember.
You were transmitting a message.
You put a bomb in the
double bass.
- Correct.
As soon as big Stygo
starts the session
in Pacifica, boom.
[laughs]
- How did ya get me out
of Marineville?
- I just told them I'd
kidnapped Troy Tempest
and they let me
straight through.
[chuckles] Must a been
glad to get rid of you.
- And now what?
- Now, I'm gonna see
that you don't
live to tell the story.
[laughs]
[dramatic orchestral music]
[dramatic orchestral music]
- This is Commander
Shore speaking.
l want the security
checkpoint guard
in the tower in two minutes.
And tell Lieutenant Fisher
to get back here, too.
- Yes, sir.
- [Phones] Phones here,
Commander.
Downbeat leavin'
Marineville now, sir.
- Okay, cleared to go.
[Downbeat whirring]
[water splashing]
- She's all yours, Stygo.
Watch out for the ocean door.
- Okay, Phones, hold
onto your hat.
I steer this tub worse
than I play my fiddle.
That's real bad.
- Good thing I know you boys
are all trained aquanauts
Or I'd be swimmin' to Pacifica.
Power from Downbeat,
approachin' ocean door.
- Okay, Phones, ocean door
opened, and bon voyage.
- You wanted me, sir?
- Where did Captain Tempest say
he was going when he
left Marineville?
- Captain Tempest, sir,
well, he never left, sir.
His car did with Lieutenant Gray
at the wheel, you know,
the band manager,
but the captain wasn't with him.
- He wasn't, huh?
And what was Gray
doing in his car?
- Well, he said he borrowed
it from Captain Tempest, sir.
- Now what would Lieutenant Gray
want with Captain Tempest's car?
- I realize, Tempest,
that Marineville
are gonna wonder where you are.
- [Troy] You can bet on it,
Gray,
and you'll have to have a good
alibi to explain away my car.
- I don't think so.
Sure, when I drive back
to Marineville,
they'll question me, but
you lent me your car.
And without you, no one
can prove otherwise.
And Tempest, we will
be without you.
- And what masterful little
scheme have you got cooked up?
- This shack is in a forest,
and forests sometimes
catch fire, and this one
is gonna do just that.
- I see, no evidence, very neat.
But don't stop worrying about
me until you know I'm dead.
- I don't scare easy, Tempest.
So long, Cap'n, it's been
nice knowin' ya. [laughs]
[door slams]
[Lawrence cackles]
- I want Lawrence Gray found
and brought here, Lieutenant.
He was not on the dawn
New York flight.
- Right, sir, I've got an
all-points alert
out for Troy's car.
[birds chirping]
[suspenseful orchestral music]
[fire crackling]
[engine rumbling]
- It won't be long now.
Now for a nice, slow
drive back to Marineville.
[suspenseful orchestral music]
- [Atlanta] Have ya
found Troy yet, Father?
- Not yet, Atlanta, we're
still looking.
Don't worry, honey.
He'll be okay.
Enjoy the trip to Pacifica.
- [Atlanta]I'll try,
Father, but I'm worried.
[dramatic orchestral music]
[Downbeat whirring]
- Okay, like one more time.
[upbeat jazz music]
- I'll take over if you
want to join 'em, Stygo.
- Not me, Phones,
rehearsals bore me.
[dramatic jazz music]
[fire crackling]
[Downbeat whirring]
[fire crackling]
[Troy coughing]
[bell ringing]
- Fire, sir!
- Tracking station to tower,
forest fire 100 miles east
of Marineville.
Foresters request our help.
- Okay, Lieutenant, give
'em all the help you can,
but keep an emergency team here.
[dramatic jazz music]
[fire crackling]
[Troy coughing]
[Downbeat whirring]
- This is real cool.
[fire crackling]
[Troy coughing]
[Downbeat whirring]
[fire crackling]
[Troy coughing]
[dramatic orchestral music]
- Good thing you sent those
fire tenders, Commander.
They saved my life.
Now, what about Gray?
- I've given orders for
him to be brought in.
Now, let's get going.
- Yeah, the Downbeat's got
four hours start on us.
We've gotta reach
them before Stygo
gets hold of that double bass.
Say, why don't we radio
and warn him?
- I've tried.
Their radio's out of commission.
Guess that was all part
of Gray's plan.
- Right, what are
we waitin' for?
Let's go.
[dramatic orchestral music]
[Stingray whirring]
[peaceful orchestral music]
We're traveling three times
the speed of Downbeat,
but that's still not
fast enough.
- We're doing our best, Troy.
[mellow jazz music]
- There's Pacifica.
Now, we flash our
lights three times
and they'll open the arlock.
Right, Marina?
- One, two, three.
[upbeat orchestral music]
[door whirring]
[Stingray whirring]
[dramatic orchestral music]
- They should be at
Pacifica by now,
and we're still an hour away.
- There's still one hope, Troy.
Aphony will probably
entertain 'em
before they start the concert.
[dramatic orchestral music]
- On behalf of your guests,
Aphony,
I would like to thank
you for your hospitality.
- [Phones] Yeah, the meal
was just great.
- So now, how 'bout some music?
Like, after all, that's
why us cats came.
- Yeah, okay, let's get started.
- Yeah, I'm rarin' to go.
That bass is gonna produce
the best sound you ever heard.
[upbeat orchestral music]
[Stingray whirring]
- Three minutes, Commander,
and we'll be there.
Hold on, Stygo, just a
few more minutes.
- [Atlanta] Okay, boys,
play away.
- Right, Stygo, Blues Pacifica.
You come in on the fourth
bar after the intro.
- I'll be there.
You'll hear me, boy.
["Blues Pacifica"]
- [Troy] Don't touch that bass!
[dramatic orchestral music]
Phones, give me a hand to
get that bass outta here.
- Hey, what goes on here?
- What are you doing here,
Father?
What's happening?
- Just keep calm.
This is a long story.
[dramatic orchestral music]
[Stingray whirring]
- Okay, Phones, this
is far enough.
[bass whirring]
[silly synth music]
[bass explodes]
[dramatic orchestral music]
- Well, this is the funniest
lookin' bass I have ever seen.
- Maybe so, Stygo, but in a way,
it's a fitting tribute to
Aphony that we should play
his number featurin' one of
his own unusual instruments.
Okay, boys, Blues Pacifica,
from the top.
["Blues Pacifica"]
[enchanting music]
Subtitles: Kilo
? Marina ?
? Aqua Marina ?
? What are these strange
enchantments ?
? That start whenever
you're near ?
? Marina ?
? Aqua Marina ?
? Why can't you
whisper the words ?
? That my heart is
longing to hear ?
? You're magic to me ?
? A beautiful mystery ?
? I'm certain to fall I know ?
? Because you enthrall me so ?
? Marina, Aqua Marina ?
? what don't you say ?
? that you'll always stay ?
? close to my heart ?