Stingray (1964–1965): Season 1, Episode 26 - Pink Ice - full transcript

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We are about to launch Stingray.

♪ Stingray ♪

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Marineville, I am calling
battle stations.

Anything can happen in the
next half hour.

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[energetic orchestral music]

♪ Stingray ♪

♪ Stingray ♪

♪ Stingray ♪

♪ Stingray ♪

♪ Stingray ♪

[dramatic orchestral music]

- Pink ice.

I don't believe it.

I just don't believe it.

A whole ocean, just a
sheet of ice.

- What does it mean, Troy?

Why has it happened?

- I don't know, Atlanta.



I just don't know.

- Well so far, it's only the
Atlantic that's been affected.

[serene calming
orchestral music]

[slow suspenseful
orchestral music]

[dramatic orchestral music]

[crunching]

[wind blowing]

[foreboding orchestral music]

- The Northwest Pacific, frozen?

What in thunder is going on?

Every ocean's been affected.

- What did the weather boy say,
Troy?

- That's just it, Phones,
they're as baffled as we are.

- But this is serious, Troy.

- It's more than that, honey.

It's disastrous.

- I wonder how the
meeting's going at

World Security Patrol
Headquarters.

- Well gentlemen, I'm baffled.

This just doesn't add up.

It's a fantastic situation.

- Fantastic or not,
it's happened.

The world is beginning
another ice age.

- So it's only a matter of time

before the Earth
will be too cold

for any living thing to survive.

- That's right.

Meanwhile we are faced
with the questions.

Why pink ice?

Why no warning in
weather conditions?

And why has it happened?

- Then our first task is to
investigate the frozen areas.

That's where your
organization comes in, Shore.

- You mean a submarine
vessel is to be used, sir?

- Right.

We must have on the spot
reports immediately.

- May I return to Marineville

to brief my crews personally,
sir?

- That, of course, is essential.

[airplane engines roaring]

- Look, there's
father's plane now.

- Yeah, with a fighter escort.

How about that?

- What exactly did the
commander say, Atlanta?

- Oh just to meet him
here and that he'd

brief us all personally
before returning to HQ.

[engine roaring to life]

[whirring blades]

- What do you think's the
next move, Troy?

- I don't know.

But one thing's for sure.

We'll be involved.

[whirring blades]

[humming elevator]

- Ah, you're all here, good.

- How long have you got, father?

- Just 30 minutes.

I have to leave by 10:30.

Now, I'll give you the
full briefing, Troy.

Now, any questions?

- Guess not.

You've given it to us straight,
Commander.

We'll do our best.

- Good, and remember, the
survival of the whole world

could depend on you.

- Right.

Let's get Stingray underway.

[dramatic orchestral music]

- Stingray moving at maximum
speed to investigation zone.

- Okay, Atlanta.

Commander Shore will be
coming through from HQ

at any moment now.

- Anything from Stingray yet,
Lieutenant?

- Yes sir, there
appears to be no ice

around Marineville coastline.

- Good.

Keep me informed of
Stingray's progress.

- [Lieutenant] Yes sir.

- So some areas are still
clear, but for how long?

- Let's hope Stingray can
tell us soon, Commander.

- Approaching position, north,
northwest,

8000, reference four, Troy.

- Okay Phones,
standby to surface.

- Water temperature
falling rapidly.

- Yeah, and I can see why.

Can you tell how thick the
ice is, Phones?

- No, sounds can't
keep penetrating.

- Okay, let's surface and
see if we can break through.

[cheerful orchestral music]

- It's solid, Troy.

- Yeah, try again.

[dramatic orchestral music]

It's no good.

- It's like rock.

- Take her down.

We'll go on and try and
find a break.

- No break, Troy.

- Keep trying, Phones.

[radar beeping]

- Troy?

I think I found one.

- Give me surface video scan,
40 feet.

- SVS, 40 feet.

[beeping radar]
[playful orchestral music]

- Yeah, there's a break.

Okay, surface.

[foreboding orchestral music]

[uplifting orchestral music]

- We made it.

- Okay, let's take a
look around.

Get the arctic gear.

[dramatic orchestral music]

- It's fantastic.

It doesn't seem for real.

- No, it's real all right.

Come on, let's take a look.

[wind blowing]

Well, it feels like ice.

- Yeah, and it looks like ice.

- Let's see if it
tastes like ice.

Ew, it's got a bitter taste.

- Sure has.

What do you make of it?

- Well, I'd say at a guess,
it's been produced chemically.

That would account for
the color and

the suddenness of
its appearance.

- You mean it's not a
trick of nature?

- It's a trick all right,

but nature's got nothing
to do with it.

And if we don't do something,

we're all going to be frozen
off the face of the Earth.

[dramatic orchestral music]

- Well gentlemen, the
latest report from Stingray

confirms that the ice
contains strong traces

of a chemical solution.

- Manmade, huh?

Who on Earth would want
to do such a thing?

- Not on Earth, sir, under it.

At least under the ocean.

- Well, it's got to be stopped.

- We could study the order in
which the oceans were frozen.

Might give us a clue.

First the North
Atlantic was hit,

then the South Atlantic,

and so on to the South Pacific.

Because I figured it's
widest sea mass,

only the western half of
the North Pacific

has been affected.

- A definite pattern.

A tour around the world.

- Which suggests one thing,

a craft sailing beneath the
surface, covering every ocean.

- Why hasn't the eastern part

of the North Pacific
been touched?

- Perhaps because the craft
hasn't reached there yet.

That is why
Marineville is ice free.

My guess is the next
trouble spot will be around

position north, northwest,
2000, reference two.

- [Radio] Stingray from
Tower, proceed to position,

north, northwest, 2000,
reference two and

report on local conditions.

Be on the alert for
alien underwater craft.

- PWOR.

[upbeat cheerful
orchestral music]

- One, eight, zero, green,
Phones.

- One, eight, zero, green.

- Commence sound scan.

If there's a craft in the
area, I want to know about it.

How long before we get
to investigation zone?

- Well, about two and a
half hours, Troy.

- Let's make it in two,
rate six.

- Rate six it is.

[urgent orchestral music]

[humming engine]

Approaching investigation zone,
Skipper.

- Not bad, one hour 55 minutes.

Good, there's no ice.

Okay, surface.

[cheerful upbeat
orchestral music]

[suspenseful orchestral music]

Visibility, 12 miles.

Cloud, four tenths, no
white horses.

[suspenseful orchestral music]

Well, I've made four sweeps
and there's no sign of ice.

- Yeah.

Yeah, it's pretty warm, Troy.

- Better check the
sea temperature.

[suspenseful orchestral music]

[dramatic orchestral music]

Say, Phones, am I seeing things?

The water's turning pink.

- Troy, look.

- Phones, let's get out of here!

The ocean's freezing
by the second.

If we don't get below the
surface, we've had it.

[urgent orchestral music]

Flood queue, dive, dive, dive.

[stalling engine]

- Troy, we're not moving.

We're iced up.

[foreboding orchestral music]

- That means
whoever's responsible

is somewhere in the area.

- What now?

- Well, we revert to
the plan we discussed.

Operation ice blast.

Marineville, from Stingray,

Marineville, from
Stingray, come in please.

- [Radio] Go ahead, Stingray.

- Atlanta, I want you to
listen carefully.

Fire hydronic missiles,
target area north, northwest,

2000, reference two, sub code,
2400.

- North, northwest, 2000,
reference two,

Troy!

Have you gone crazy?

That's the area you're in now!

- Look, there's no time.

Stingray's trapped
in the ice and

we've got to get the
heck out of here.

- Troy.

He's gone.

What am I to do?

- Do as he says, Atlanta.

I guess they'll get
clear of the blast area.

It could work provided
we don't hit Stingray.

- But the hydronic missiles
have an accuracy limitation

of five miles.

If they were
slightly off course,

it could be much greater.

- Sure, it's chancy all right,
but Troy must know that.

- Well all the same,
I can't do it.

I'm going to contact father.

Commander, there's a
message from Troy.

He wants us to bombard the
area that Stingray's in

with hydromic missiles.

- For what reason, Lieutenant?

- Stingray is frozen in the ice.

- Right, but you'll have
to keep a close check

on the missiles.

Any inaccuracy could be fatal.

- But sir, we can't
control the missiles 100%.

- Troy knows what he's doing.

If he says fire the missiles,
then fire the missiles.

That is an order.

[dramatic orchestral music]

- [Radio] Marineville
tracking station calling.

Hydronic missiles aquamarine.

All systems are go.

- Please confirm course,
double checked.

- [Radio] All guidance
systems double checked.

- Okay.

Blast off.

[exploding engine]

Troy from tower, confirm blast
off at 13:25 and 20 seconds.

Good luck.

[engines roaring]

- 75 seconds, Troy.

Do you think it'll work?

- I'll let ya know, in
exactly 75 seconds.

- [Radio] Marineville
tracking station calling.

Hydromic missile
projectory variance, .07.

- Correct course,
correct course.

It's vital that complete
accuracy is maintained.

[roaring engines]

- [Radio] Course corrected.

Endeavoring to maintain.

Impact, 30 seconds.

- What worries me is the
slightest
change in wind variations

could put them off
just enough to--

- I know.

But that mustn't happen.

It mustn't.

[engines roaring]

- [Radio] New trajectory
variance, .02.

- Correct course,
correct course.

- [Radio] Maximum
control applied.

Variance still .01.

- Oh Troy, what have I done?

[engines roaring]

[suspenseful orchestral music]

- [Radio] Impact, 15 seconds.

Course correction
still at maximum.

- If they move off course
now, then we can do nothing.

- I guess we won't even
see them coming.

A flash and then either
way, it'll be all over.

- Impact, five seconds.

[engines roaring]

[explosion]

[explosion]

[cracking]

- Good shooting, Atlanta.

Stingray's clear.

- Any news from Stingray,
Atlanta?

- She's free of ice, sir
and proceeding to track

underwater craft.

- Good.

- Your boys certainly
are on the ball, Shore.

- The Stingray crew are the
best in the service, sir.

If they can't crack this
thing wide open, nobody can.

- Start sound scan, Phones.

If there's a craft, we've
got to find it.

- It's probably miles
away by now.

- What is it, Phones?

Did you pick up anything?

- Hold it a minute, Troy.

Yep, that's our baby.

- Right, acceleration, rate six.

[dramatic orchestral music]

- Range, 2000 yards.

1500 yards.

- Keep going.

[dramatic orchestral music]

- 1000 yards.

- Phones, I can see it.

Right, fire Sting missile.

[whirring]

[explosion]

- Well gentlemen, all
reports indicate that

the ice is melting and no
further incidents have occurred.

It would seem operation
D Freeze is complete.

- Well, Commander Shore,
on behalf of us

all here at World Security
Patrol Headquarters,

may I congratulate you and your
team for a fine bit of work.

- I think this calls for
a little celebration.

How about a drink, Commander?

- Oh, just a cola for me, sir.

I've got to get back
to Marineville.

- On the rocks, Sam?

- Definitely no ice.

- Why thanks, Atlanta,
but what is it?

- It's the new
Marineville cocktail.

It's called Pink Ice.

- Pink Ice?

[laughing]

Well, that's what I call cool.

[laughing]

Real cool.

[cheerful orchestral music]

♪ 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 ♪

♪ Why don't you say ♪

♪ That you'll always
stay close to my heart? ♪

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