23.976 English SDH DVD subrip © 09-02-2014
[ Metal creaks ]
"It is nice to be able to sail with the lights on without worrying about a U-boat."
"But don't you miss the excitement?"
- [ Clank! ] - [ Both gasp ]
Ah !
- Yah ! - [ Metal creaks ]
[ Alarm blaring ]
Uh !
[ Men shouting indistinctly ]
[ Blaring continues ]
[ Roaring ]
"It is the Kraken! We are going to die!"
"The Kraken!"
[ Squeaking ]
Atlantis: Milo's Return (2003)
Woman : 8,000 years ago,
Atlantis sank beneath the ocean.
The Great Crystal, the source of its power, was hidden beneath the city.
Robbed of the heart of Atlantis, my people seemed doomed to slow extinction.
But now we are reborn !
[ Mid-tempo instrumental music plays ]
[ Whoosh ! ]
[ Shuddering ]
[ Barking and mumbling ]
Obby, hurry!
We must get back to the throne room !
[ Barks ]
Hold on.
[ Panting ]
Once again, the heart of Atlantis shines upon us,
healing us, making us strong.
We are using the power of the Crystal to rebuild our city
and to restore our culture to greatness.
[ Children laughing ]
Under the light of the Great Crystal,
my people are thriving again.
We have uncovered secrets lost for thousands of years.
The city is once again a center of knowledge and learning
instead of a place of ignorance and fear.
- Good day, Queen Kida! - Good day, Queen ! - Good day!
And be careful !
My father thought it better to hide the Crystal
rather than risk the misuse of its power.
As queen, I can only hope I am doing the right thing.
[ Mid-tempo instrumental music continues ]
[ Door closes ]
How fitting !
The old king need never shed tears again.
[ Barking ]
- [ Grunts ] - [ Gasps ]
Obby! Obby!
- [ Laughs ] - [ Barks ]
All right. All right. Come on. Show a little respect here.
I never thought the rebuilding of Atlantis would move so quickly.
I think we only understand a fraction
of what the Crystal can teach us.
Well, I know that none of it would be possible without you.
[ Obby moaning ]
[ Panting ]
[ Sighs ] Okay. One rock.
[ Slurping ]
[ Munching ]
You know, you're getting to look like one chubby lava dog.
[ Gulps ]
[ Growls ]
What is it, Obby? What is wrong?
Queen Kida!
[ Panting ] There are intruders approaching the city!
[ Indistinct shouting ]
They're coming through the lava tubes.
Where's the patrol captain? I want them met with fliers!
Wait! They're not intruders!
They're friends!
[ French accent ] Oh ! It is beautiful !
Yeah. It's amazing what a little paint and spackle will do.
[ Wind whooshing ]
Audrey! What are you guys doing here?
[ Laughs ] Just making sure you aren't making a mess of things down here.
- Come here! - Hey!
Ah ! Two for flinching.
Why, thank you. Uh, I hope my hay fever doesn't kick up.
Hello.
So, who wants to show me around the city?
- Oh, let me. - I will do it!
- No! I saw her first! - No! No! Me! Me!
Boys, boys, you're both pretty.
We'll all go.
[ Women laughing ]
[ Chuckles ] Mademoiselles!
[ Whispering ]
- [ Gasps ] - [ Gasps ] - [ Gasps ]
[ Gasps ]
Jeez, I missed you guys.
Ahhhhh !
But why are you here?
I-Is Mr. Whitmore okay?
Why don't you ask him yourself?
Milo.
Uh, Mr. Whitmore!
Not only am I okay, but this Crystal of yours makes me feel 20 years younger.
Whoa!
- [ Grunts ] - [ Laughs ]
Course, that still leaves me pretty old.
And this must be Princess Kida.
Although, I guess, it'd be Queen Kida now.
- [ Grunts ] - And you must be Mr. Whitmore.
Thank you.
You brought Milo to me and made all this possible.
Ahhh ! Whoo!
[ Grunts, moans ]
- [ Groaning ] - [ Groaning ] - [ Groaning ]
[ Grunting ]
Aah !
Come.
- Ahhhhh ! - Let us go inside where you can have something to eat.
I guess your decision to stay here wasn't as hard as I thought.
Aah ! Save my life!
Ooh-hoo!
Queen Kida: You must try some of this.
- Mmm. - Mmm. - It's great to see all of you again.
- Magnifique. - Try some of this. This is great.
- Yeah, not bad. - Mm-hmm.
Pepper sauce -- never leave home without it.
Puts a little giddyap in every meal. [ Chuckles ]
Also makes a fine paint remover.
[ Gasps ]
Uh, Sweet? I think this food just moved.
Then you'd better eat it quick before it gets away.
Besides, when it's alive, you don't have to swallow so hard.
Just point 'em headfirst so they know which way to crawl.
Oy.
Your grandfather would be proud of you, Milo.
You not only discovered a lost empire,
you probably saved the world
from Rourke's plans for the Crystal.
And now you're helping restore Atlantis to its former glory.
That's quite a resume for a cartographer.
I just wish he could be here to see all this...
and to meet Kida.
Uh...yeah.
Well, i-it's great to see everybody together again,
but something tells me it's not just for a little reunion.
Uh, I'm afraid you're right.
There's trouble on the surface.
Already had my doctor...
digger...
demolition expert...
mechanic -- each the top of their field.
But I came here for the one expert I didn't have,
an expert on Atlantis.
But w-why would you need a...
Several cargo ships have gone down in the North Atlantic.
The survivors say it was a sea monster.
- We thought it might be the watchdog at your front door. - The Leviathan?
Right. That's one big sea monster.
In the water, that's the last thing you want to see...
except maybe my Aunt Rose in a swimsuit.
Sweet woman, but very large-boned.
I'm glad it knew we were friends this time.
But there could be others out there.
My father had many such machines created.
He used the magic and science of the Crystal
to expand the borders of Atlantis.
That war nearly destroyed the world.
Well, it looks like his war may not be over.
[ Inhales deeply ]
Then Milo and I will go with you to the surface and end it.
Kida, you can't! I-I mean, you're the queen !
The city repairs are well underway.
The counselors can handle the everyday matters.
And I...
I feel responsible for what my father did.
I want to understand his decision.
And I am afraid the answers are not in Atlantis.
Ugh. I feel bad. Y-You finally get to the surface, and it's so cloudy.
There's nothing to see!
Everything in your world is new to me --
the sky, the clouds, everything on this ship!
What is this?
[ Chuckles ] That's a life preserver.
So you wear it, and it preserves your life,
like our Crystals?
Uh, no. No.
You throw it to someone in the water.
Oh ! So it is a game!
No. You only throw it if someone is drowning.
Does that not make it hard for them to play the game?
Two weeks we crisscross the North Sea
and got nothing -- no squids,
no jellyfish, and no lobster from Atlantis.
We have to be sure, Vinny.
What if raising the Crystal brought this Leviathan to life?
This could all be the fault of Atlantis.
I'd worry more about how we fight it than who's to blame.
[ Grunting ] Last time we shot at the Leviathan,
these things didn't even tickle it.
Uh, Audrey, if you keep hitting that thing,
we're gonna be "tickled" all over these walls.
Yeah, yeah. Like I don't know that.
Well, careful. Doc Sweet's not here to glue us back together.
This time it's my special blend.
I start with a batter of gelatinous nitroglycerine,
dribble it on a shaped charge of TNT,
and top it with just a dusting of black powder...
and oregano.
You can't make a bomb without oregano.
Makes a very nice boom.
Let the lobster chew on that.
You know, I-I really don't think it is a Leviathan.
The survivor called it the Kraken,
a legendary Norweigian sea monster with arms a quarter-mile long,
nothing like what we saw in Atlantis.
But Atlantean inventors always based their designs on real animals,
like the giant squid.
It may not be a Leviathan,
but it could still be an Atlantean war machine.
She is right!
No creature of flesh and blood can bring down a steel cargo ship.
- [ Whimpering ] - [ Gasps ]
Audrey: Something's got the ship!
It's ripping open the launch doors!
- [ Gasping ] Oh ! - [ Grunts ]
My cheese!
[ Yelps ]
You can have it.
[ Gasps ]
Get to the subpods!
Vinny, we're gonna need that thing out of the way.
Comin' up. Extra oregano.
[ Rumbling, Kraken roaring ]
Milo: Launch when ready!
Next time, chili powder.
[ Grunts ]
Uh !
[ Clicking ]
- [ Groans ] - Uh-oh. That doesn't sound good !
Mole: It's pulling her down on the starboard side!
Audrey: Where's Milo and Kida? I didn't see them launch !
Milo! Are you there? Kida?
Come on ! Come on ! Backup batteries!
Time to back up!
Audrey:...thing off my back while I look for Milo.
This is Milo. We're on backup batteries, sinking fast, no propulsion.
- We have a major leak -- - Leaks!
Leaks! A-And the viewport is cracking.
[ Snapping ]
If the ballast valves aren't blocked,
you can flush the water by rerouting the pressure tubes --
Audrey, we are up to our rear ends in water!
It's no time for how-to books!
Okay, okay! We're coming !
Jeez.
Well, you better hurry, 'cause...
we're about to hit an undersea mountain !
[ Gasps ]
That is not a mountain.
A-A-Audrey!
Vinny: Got you covered, Milo.
[ Explosions ]
Audrey: Watch your right dive plane!
Vinny: No problem.
Milo: Where's the Kraken?
Mole: It has disappeared !
Ahh.
At least it was not Atlantean.
Milo: Somehow, that doesn't make me feel any safer.
Mantell : The creature buckled hull plates fore and aft.
We'll be lucky to get to the port for repairs.
I'll send a launch for you.
Milo: Don't worry about us, Captain.
Just take care of the Atlantean.
There's a fishing village to the Northeast.
We'll be there when you finish repairs.
[ Grunting ]
Whoa. That's your subpod. That's not coming out of my paycheck.
Okay. Let's get to shore as soon as we can :
What's the matter, Vinny?
Afraid to play patty-cake with the sea monster? Ooh !
You know, I don't mind a little patty-cake,
but I really don't want to be here when the bombs on that subpod hit bottom.
[ Metal creaking ]
No doubt that tentacled demon devoured
the local fish stocks long ago.
Then why is it still here?
Because it doesn't eat fish anymore.
Maybe that's why they built the village on the cliffs.
You don't want that thing showing up for dinner.
Not real friendly, are they?
Ew! What is that smell?
It's like rotting fish.
Why do you accuse such a thing?
I have bathed...recently.
Huh ! No appreciation for fine cologne.
E-Easy, Mole. She's upwind of you.
I'd say it's more likely we're smelling all this mildew.
Everything is wet from the fog.
But you do need a bath.
Look at that.
Milo: Interesting way of attracting tourists.
Milo, we got company.
- [ Gasps ] - [ Grunts ]
I am Edgar Volgud, the magistrate of this town.
What is your business here?
Nice to meet you. My name is --
I doubt there is anything in Krakenstad that concerns you.
And what about your town pet that nearly sank our ship?
Your ship will be repaired in the shipyards of Tronheim.
You should leave soon.
The roads are treacherous after dark.
I'm sure they can start repairs without us.
We thought we'd stick around awhile and enjoy the scenery.
Tronheim has excellent views.
All the same, we'll stay.
[ Growls ]
Miss Eliassen is the innkeeper here.
She'll give you rooms for the night.
A driver will take you to Tronheim tomorrow.
I've seen that fellow before someplace.
- [ Door opens ] - I think under a rock.
He reminds me of a leech or a worm,
uh, kind of, uh, salamander-ish.
Obby, no!
[ Sighs ]
He was born in molten rock.
Wasn't Volgud that statue guy?
T-That would make him even older than he looks,
which, I got to say, is pretty darn old.
Inger: They say he made a deal with the devil to live forever,
but forgot to ask for eternal youth.
This will drive the fog from your bones.
- Thanks. - Merci, mademoiselle.
Thank you... Miss Eliassen?
Inger.
There is a darkness around Edgar Volgud,
and that shadow has dimmed all that was happy here.
We would leave, but this inn is all we have.
It is no place for me to raise my little one.
Things will not change here until its power is broken.
"Its"? You mean Volgud's?
Or the sea monster's?
[ Distant roaring ]
I will prepare rooms for you.
But do not cross Edgar Volgud.
And leave as soon as you can.
They gotta work on their tourist industry.
[ Grunting ]
[ Glass clinking ]
Milo: Come on. Just follow his lantern.
[ Distant roaring ]
[ Sniffing ]
Where is that coming from?
What is it?
[ Gasps ] It is not of this Earth.
No, it's a bird --
a very big gooney bird or a, uh, puffin.
[ Growls ]
With a very upset stomach.
Uh, no. It's voices. I-I can't make out what they're...
Where's Volgud?
His light is gone!
W-We could be walking in circles.
We'd better head back to the village.
And which way would that be?
O-Over there.
Uh, head for the lights before the fog closes in again.
[ Panting ]
Just a moment! Listen to the gravel !
Not now, Mole!
But this is decomposed granite,
which would mean we are headed for the cliff!
- Aah ! - Aah ! - Aah ! - Aah !
- Whoa!
- Wha-hoo!
- Oh ! - Ugh !
Whoa!
Audrey!
[ Whimpering ]
I'm okay!
[ Grunts ]
For now.
[ Barking ]
Be careful, Milo.
I'm climbing down to you, Audrey. Stay where you are.
And here I was all set to take a walk.
[ Gasps ]
Audrey? Keep talking to me.
I said thank you very much for leading us off a cliff.
Uh, h-hey, I was heading toward the...village...
lights.
Uh, I guess there's more going on here than sea monsters.
Oh, great. Somebody's doing hocus-pocus.
I hate hocus-pocus.
[ Grunts ]
I-I can't reach !
[ Grunts ] I have to jump.
Uh, don't jump. I'll climb down.
There's no room ! I have to jump.
Audrey, I'm the team leader, and I order you not to jump!
Oh, that's it.
[ Grunts ]
[ Sighs ] See?
- Audrey! - Aah !
[ Gasps ]
You see? You cannot live without me.
[ Gasps ]
Gather the possessions of the strangers
and burn them.
[ Obby growling ]
What's the matter, Volgud? You think we've got fleas?
Gee, you seem surprised to see us.
[ Door closes ]
Definitely worm or leech.
Salamanders are too cute.
We'd like to hear more about Volgud's deal with the devil.
It is an old wives' story, a folk tale.
Nothing more.
Inger, we want to help.
Lives have been taken at sea,
and, I suspect, in this town.
I would love to let my little one play outside again.
Long ago, the fish left the sea.
The town was in danger of dying.
A bargain was struck --
the souls of the people for the life of the town.
The Kraken?
Sometimes known as the devil fish.
The town is provided for, but no one can leave,
and the sun has not shone since.
Milo: Folklore or not, there is a connection
between the Kraken and this town.
Queen Kida: Volgud hands out food and supplies from somewhere,
maybe a hidden cave?
I could search. Would make a very nice boom.
Ha!
The answer is staring at you right in the face!
Look how an igneous boulder has been futilely disguised
as sedimentary rock.
They might as well paint a road sign.
[ Metal squeaks ]
[ Clanking ]
[ Barking and growling ]
[ Panting ]
They look exactly the same to me.
Yeah, but you weren't raised by naked mole rats.
That would explain so much.
[ Metal creaking in distance ]
This is all from the sunken freighter.
There's Volgud !
[ Suspenseful music plays ]
[ Bubbling ]
[ Whimpers ]
[ Bubbling ]
[ Suspenseful music continues ]
Volgud is controlling the Kraken.
How?
Table scraps and a rolled-up newspaper?
He's not using table scraps.
It's some sort of mental power.
Look at the workers. They look hypnotized.
I think he uses that power to enslave the creature, telling it what ships to attack.
If we can rattle Volgud's concentration,
he'll lose control over the Kraken.
Tickling would be good. Nobody can concentrate when they're being tickled.
Or, uh, a bomb.
A bomb is a very good distraction.
- [ Whining ] - Shh !
Wait. Where's Audrey?
Sacre bleu !
[ High-pitched creaking ]
[ Low roaring ]
Get Audrey! I'll distract him !
- Ugh ! - Ugh !
What?
But he's unconscious! It should go away!
Audrey!
Ugh !
[ Obby barking ]
[ Grunts ]
Oh !
Okay, now we try plan "B" -- plan bomb.
No! Not at the creature!
At the ceiling !
[ Roars ]
How 'bout picking the target before I light the dynamite, huh?
[ Roaring ]
[ Grunts ]
Get to the subpods!
We have to stop the Kraken from getting out!
Out of our way, barbarians!
- Ohh ! - Ohh ! - Ohh ! - Ohh !
[ Dramatic music plays ]
Milo: Talk to me, Mole. We got to find that cave exit.
Our best chance to trap the Kraken is to seal him inside.
Audrey, are you doing all right?
Yeah, now.
Ooh !
It was creepy -- all cold and slimy.
Everything faded away like I was drowning.
Hey! Pay attention !
It is too dark to see. Fire the magnesium flares.
What are you doing?! We want to sneak up on --
Jiminy Christmas! It's already out!
Oh, stay clear of the tentacles!
No kidding.
I'm gonna take a shot!
[ Growls softly ]
[ Click ]
[ Roars softly ]
[ Grunts ]
It's no good ! I can't line up a decent shot!
We're on him.
Open wide. It's chow time!
What are you waiting for?!
Fire the - [ Gasps ]
[ Gasps ]
Audrey: Jeez!
Tell him to watch his aim. He almost hit Aud--
Look out!
[ Pants ]
Shoot at the squid, not us!
Vincent has gone mad !
His mind is a blank!
But Volgud !
It's not Volgud. It's the Kraken !
Of course! The Kraken is the one with the mind powers!
[ Clang, Vinny groans ]
It is okay! I have distracted him.
Milo: Watch out! Monster on the move!
[ Dramatic music continues ]
[ High-pitched creaking ]
Whoa. That was really strange.
[ Growls ]
I'm down to my last shot!
As am I !
Head back to the beach ! We've got to get on dry land !
No.
Are you crazy?! You're headed right at it!
I will distract him again !
Aah ! I am blinded !
It's Milo's subpod.
It's got a full load of torpedoes.
We can blow them all at once.
Let's do it!
[ Barks, pants ]
[ Roars ]
[ Groaning ]
[ Moans ]
Vinny: You know, I think Mr. Squid was a little bit hocus-pocus himself.
[ Clanking, ropes creaking ]
[ Thud ]
[ Child laughing ]
[ Panting ]
[ Laughing ]
Oh, yeah. You won't find the Kraken in any biology book.
The curse is lifted, the fish are back,
and the mildew has been scrubbed away.
So if something stinks now, uh...
What?!
Why you do this with your hand? It is just fish !
For 8,000 years, I have lived with the same faces.
It is strange to meet new people.
And each new person has new thoughts, new ideas --
your world has much to offer.
I hope one day my people, the people of Atlantis,
can offer as much.
There's no reason they can't.
Your people can make a difference to the world, uh, like we did here.
Now that there's no Kraken, it's left to people like Inger Eliassen
to raise their little ones in peace.
We can never thank them enough.
Now you can grow big and strong
and someday be the most important person in town.
Now, give mama a big hug.
[ Wind howling ]
Please tell me that's not the same stuff you fed us
on the way to Atlantis.
Bet your sweet eyes it is.
Now, I told you it would keep and keep and keep.
And now it's yours to eat and eat and eat.
That's right, Margie. They showed me all around the city.
Yeah, it broke their hearts, but I need my space.
Keemot was too clingy.
[ Munching ]
Careful, Mole. Ahbin obesags aren't used to such a variety in their diet.
It's only a few assorted silicates I've been meaning to get rid of.
[ Crunching ]
Oh. [ Chuckles ] It's good for the gums.
Hey, where's Kida?
[ Cawing ]
It's even more beautiful when the snow melts.
This time there was no Leviathan.
But how do we know there are not other Atlantean weapons out there?
Uh. Not looking at the scenery, huh?
Maybe the Crystal's too powerful.
Maybe it should remain buried.
But your people -- they've regained so much.
Could you put them in darkness again?
[ Wind whistling ]
What are the chances of another gas leak in a Chinese laundry?
So that's my last flower shop.
But I'm thinking about buying a laundry.
[ Panting ]
Mmm.
[ Gulps ]
- So I guess now that we know there's no Leviathan on the loose... - [ Indistinct conversations ]
Packard : Excuse me.
...you two will be heading back home to Atlantis.
Excuse me.
- Laundry/fireworks... - [ Indistinct conversations ]
Don't be in such a rush. Take some time to see the world.
- Plane fare is on me. - [ Indistinct conversations ]
- That's very generous, Mr. Whitmore. - Wonderful !
[ Into microphone ] May I have your attention, please?
- [ Silence ] - Hmm. That's better.
It's Dr. Sweet.
There's trouble in the Southwest.
[ Western music plays ]
Dr. Sweet: Sam's a longtime field agent of Mr. Whitmore's.
He's best at digging up hard-to-find objects.
Only this time, I think something found him.
And you say he mentioned killer coyotes in a sandstorm?
Mmm, no. Not exactly.
More like a sandstorm made up of killer coyotes who were made up of sand.
And this is unusual in your world?
Oh, yes. More than a little bit.
But I do not understand why you wanted me here.
Because of this.
[ Gasps ] Milo!
It is Atlantean !
Yeah. Where did you find this?
You'll have to ask Sam.
Queen Kida: I can't tell if he's breathing.
Mole: Ah, perhaps he is dead.
[ Snores ]
Oh, he's just sleeping. After what he's been through, I'm sure he can use the rest.
[ Mumbles ]
Ahh ! Get away, you furry cactus rats!
It's all right, Mr. McKeane.
You're safe now. Mr. Whitmore sent us.
Oh, good ol' Preston,
best man I ever scavenged for.
Uh, say, young fella, could you fluff up my pillow?
[ Sighs deeply ]
Now, uh, how 'bout a sip o' water?
My gullet's awful dry.
[ Gulping ]
Oh ! Ooh ! Oh ! Aah ! Aah ! Ow!
What's wrong?
Got a little... sleepy in my foot.
Uh, would you mind giving it a rub?
Ew!
And you say coyotes did this to you?
No. 'Tweren't no ordinary coyotes.
These was cantankerous sand coyotes!
'Tweren't a lick of wind all day,
but I sure heard it howlin' up on the mesas that night.
[ Howling ]
I thought I was loco
when I saw them dust devils materializin' in moonlight.
Their red eyes like to burn a hole right through my soul !
Came screamin' off that ridge like a pack of ghosts!
I ran back to my shack and bolted the door.
I figured I'd be safe if I stayed inside. I was wrong.
Scratched me up like a two-sizes-too-small wool sweater on a hot afternoon !
Luckily I had plenty of bacon grease
to rub all over my hide to ease the chafin'.
Dinnertime.
Mr. McKeane, what have we told you about the bacon grease?
Works better than any of your darned fool fix-'em-ups!
I stood a better chance with them coyotes.
Is he going to be all right?
Oh, yes.
We're moving him to the hospital in Scottsdale,
where he'll be their problem.
So, where did you find this?
[ Slurping ]
In a pot.
What pot?
[ Gulping ]
In a crate.
What crate?
[ Swallows ]
Ahh. In my shack.
- What shack? - What shack? - What shack? - What shack?
Mmm. Not surprised this is where he lives.
You saw the man eat, right? Lives like he eats -- sloppy.
Maid's day off, huh?
[ Slurping ]
Quartz, uh, silicate mixed with local clay.
Hmm. Uh, slightly nutty to the taste.
Nothing unusual.
Sand isn't the only thing here that's nutty.
Everything seems to have been rubbed smooth.
Even the windows are etched. From the sand?
McKeane said they were sand coyotes.
I see lots of sand. No coyotes. No paw prints, either.
It looks like the crate's...
Missin'?!
Dang blame it!
I know just what varmint done took it, too.
It'd be that shifty-eyed,
backstabbin' rattlesnake Ashton Carnaby!
He runs a tradin' post outside of town.
You best be careful.
He's slicker than a sweated toad in a rainstorm !
Let's look around a little first.
We don't know for certain that this Carnaby guy took Sam's crate.
- [ Grunts ] - [ Slurping ]
No! Obby! Stay! Stay!
Ooh !
- [ Gasps ] - He's a... a Brazilian iguana.
Eats just about anything. Trust me.
There are pieces here that are hundreds of years old.
Oh, look. An antique.
How are people to use these things if they're locked behind glass?
It's for protection.
I know what the spear is for.
But why is it in a glass case?
Uh, the glass case is for protection.
Wouldn't the spear be better protection than a glass case?
Yes! Uh, no! I-It's there to protect from someone who might want to steal it.
Why would someone want to steal a glass case?
Calcified limestone more than 25 million years old...
[ Smacks lips ] ...from the Cenozoic era.
[ Sniffs ]
Hydrated aluminum silicates... [ Smacks lips ]...with basalt
found primarily in the Southern Colorado River basin.
Mmm.
Plastic! [ Spits ]
[ Gulps ]
Milo!
It's just like an Atlantean guardian.
Well, not exactly.
I-It's been modified by a Nashoni design.
Either way, I am buying it.
[ Chuckles ] That's what I like to hear, because I want to sell it.
The name's Carnaby.
Now, that painting's of Crystal Guardian,
who crawled from the Earth with weapons of blue fire.
He was a great teacher and healer of the sick,
or so the legend goes.
How much is it?
Well, that's a museum-class piece.
I bet there's a museum-class price to go with it, too.
It is rare, and I've had offers.
I-Is this enough?
Kida, t-that's a lot --
Sold ! One Crystal Guardian.
So, Mr. Carnaby, w-where exactly do you get all of your artifacts?
Well, uh, here and there.
Ha! But the older pieces are 100% authentic, I assure you.
Oh, I don't doubt that.
Well, we're looking for a crate that may have been taken from Sam McKeane.
Who are you people?
Uh, we're associates of Sam McKeane,
and he's asked us to help locate the missing crate.
Huh. Can't help you.
McKeane has a tendency to tell stories.
Uh, I think he gets lonely out there in the desert.
So you don't know anything about it?
If McKeane lost a crate of pottery,
that's not my problem.
What in the Red Rock River Valley are you doin'?!
Sampling the bowl. [ Laughs ]
It's very nice.
Would you like some?
Well, that could've gone better.
Milo: Does it strike anybody as odd that Carnaby knows the missing crate contains pottery?
Because I never mentioned what was in it.
Queen Kida: You are right.
I don't trust that Carnaby. Don't like him one bit.
Didn't like his attitude. Didn't like his shifty little eyes.
Eyes are the windows to the soul, you know.
How would you like to gaze into the windows of my soul?
[ Grunts ]
Hey, didn't we just pass that guy?
Perhaps they are brothers.
[ Tires screech ]
Twice is a coincidence. But three times?
I think someone's trying to tell us something.
Uh, hello. Can we offer you a ride?
It's a long walk to... anywhere.
My name is Chakashi,
and, yes, a ride would be welcomed.
[ Grunts, pants ]
Oh. He's, uh, Brazilian.
I'm familiar with all nature's creatures.
This one is also known to me.
[ Snorting ]
You wouldn't happen to have a twin or two, would you?
There are many Nashoni men who walk alone in the desert,
and we look all the same to the eyes of outsiders.
Ah, Crystal Guardian, our great teacher and protector.
He revealed many secrets to the Nashoni --
the path of the stars, the time to plant,
how to heal themselves.
And like Crystal Guardian,
we will also protect our sacred beliefs from outsiders.
Those who would plunder our lands to betray our secrets
will answer to the ancient forces of the desert.
[ Howling ]
[ Howling continues ]
A sandstorm? Where did that come from?
[ Gasps ] We are followed !
Ugh !
There are ancient powers
that will make certain our secrets are kept,
and you, more than anyone, should understand this.
Uhh !
[ Grunts ] They're trying to drive us off the road !
[ Glass breaks ]
I just put in that windshield !
[ Gasps ] He's gone!
How? Where could he go?
People, we got bigger problems! They're in here with us!
[ Coughs, blowing ]
No! Dust doggies, go away!
[ Blows ]
[ Tires screeching ]
[ Crash ! ]
Ugh ! This is just great!
The intake's got a 30-torque tolerance that's been blown,
and the combustion valves need a new ring slip!
I...didn't quite get all that.
I build these engines from a-scratch !
I fend off lava dogs who eat the distributor caps,
- [ Whimpers ] - and nobody told me
I would have to deal with dust-storm coyotes!
If they got sand in the manifold, I quit!
Did you get it all that time?
Every word.
[ Gasps ] We have returned !
[ Gasps ] We are back at the trading post.
Chakashi said there were ancient forces at work.
Uh, make a note to stay on their good side.
Better yet, no more picking up hitchhikers.
[ Grunts ]
Hey, I-I told you people to leave!
We have a couple of questions.
- I've already answered your questions. - Aah !
[ Growls, barks ]
Pet iguana - eats anything, meaning you might be on the menu.
Mmm. [ Slurping ]
How do you know that the missing crate contains pottery?
Uh, I don't. Uh, I --
And what do you know about an old man who calls himself Chakashi?
Uh, I know I got a shelf full of painted rocks of him inside.
Of course! Chakashi, the Nashoni wind spirit.
We gave a ride to a spirit?
[ Chuckling ] You can't really believe in that superstition.
Well, we were just attacked by a pack of phantom coyotes in a sandstorm.
The same restless spirits that came after Sam McKeane.
Milo: And whoever has that crate of pottery.
[ Snorts ] Save it. I'm not superstitious.
[ Sniffs ]
Ah, I smell...old pottery.
[ Grunts ]
You had the crate all along.
Voilá!
It's rubbed smooth, just like the inside of McKeane's shack.
Ha. Well, there's no way you can prove it.
Sandstone, heavy red oxides,
basalt encrusted with the same silicate
found in McKeane's shack.
Well, so what?
McKeane found it in the desert,
and then, while he was in the hospital, I found it in his shack.
That is called stealing.
That's called commerce, honey.
Besides, McKeane's the only one who knows the location of where the pot came from.
Judging from the high alkaline content,
I would say it came from a cave
on the south face of the Mogollon Rim,
15 miles north of here.
[ Gasps ]
Mm-hmm. He's good. Dirty, but good.
[ Grunts, sighs ]
Well, you know,
maybe I didn't take things seriously enough.
There are a lot of old tales and mysteries out here in the desert.
The coyotes you encountered are a good example.
I thought you didn't believe.
Well, I sure don't want to end up like McKeane.
So maybe if the pot's returned,
that'll settle these restless spirits.
[ Bird screeches ]
[ Mid-tempo music plays ]
[ Panting ]
[ Howling softly ]
[ Grunting ]
[ Panting ]
I, Gaetan Moliere, have done it!
I have found a subterranean gateway
that is the buried threshold to the unknown !
Ha ha!
[ Grunts ] Uh, it's just a hole.
A hole?! Bah !
Look at the lines in the basalt!
The beauty of the erosion.
The poetry of the clay.
This is not a hole. It is a tunnel !
Dr. Sweet: Uhh !
Well, I don't care what you call it.
Just tell me it's big enough to hide in 'cause we got company!
[ Howling softly ]
Inside, quick!
[ Howling ]
[ Gasps ]
[ Wind howling ]
I will... [ Echoing ] save us!
- Ahh ! - Ahh ! - Ahh !
[ Grunting ]
[ Grunts, sighs ]
[ Gasps ] Milo.
Uh.
Holy cats!
None of this should exist! Not in the same place!
It's a blending of every culture from Idaho to Peru --
Nashoni...Aztec... Mayan...Olmec!
My people were here.
Oooh.
Crystal Guardian was an Atlantean.
His teaching influenced all these cultures.
A little bit of Atlantis goes a long way.
Carnaby, that old pot can fit on any of those ledges.
Carnaby?
[ Coughing ]
What is that?
Sorry. It was me.
[ Sniffing ]
Hold on ! That was not me! [ Coughing ]
Carnaby!
Oh, about the pot...
it looks like I'm gonna be keeping it,
along with everything else in here.
Ha ha ha!
A little homemade prairie grass mixture
makes a good sleeping gas, wouldn't you agree?
[ Coughing ] Carnaby, you snake! Y--
- [ Coughing ] - [ Groans ]
[ Whimpers, coughs, snores ]
Carnaby: Naturally, I can't let you go free
to tell the world about my discovery.
I mean, ha ha ha, where's the profit in that?
What?
Carnaby!
Nice nap?
I hope the rocks weren't too uncomfortable.
Oh, no, this particular aggregate is very nice,
one of my favorites.
Hee hee hee.
Uh ! You will not get away with this!
Hmm. Let's see.
I trap you and your friends in this cave,
and then I take all the treasure for myself.
I think I'll get away with it.
I knew there was something shifty about you. Didn't I say so?
I said, "I don't trust that Carnaby. Don't like him one bit.
Don't like his attitude, don't like his shifty little eyes."
And don't forget -- the eyes are the windows to the soul.
Mm-hmm, mm-hmm. That's right. I said that, too.
Well, you and your friends
will have a long time to discuss how you feel about me
while I'm getting rich.
We have found evidence of my people here.
We cannot let him destroy it.
Mr. Carnaby! O-Obviously, we've had
some sort of miscommunication here.
I-I don't see any reason why we can't work something out.
Ha, save your breath, junior. You're gonna need it.
Yah !
Happy trails.
[ Both grunting ]
It's no use.
I-If there was only some way to cut these ropes.
[ Obby snoring ]
- Obby! - Obby!
Obby, come on, boy! Wake up!
Wake up! !
[ Groans, smacks lips ]
[ Barking ]
Ah, okay. Enough !
Huh? Hmm.
[ Barking ]
No! No! Get the ropes - the ropes!
[ Chomp ]
Good boy!
No!
Take care of the dynamite first!
Oh. Y-Y-Yeah, yeah. Right, right, right.
Ah !
[ Both grunt ]
[ Explosion ]
[ Coughing ]
Kida!
[ Coughs ]
You've managed to be more trouble than I expected.
I'll just take care of you myself.
Ohh !
Oh, now you done it -- gone and made us mad.
[ Howling ]
Wha- w-what is this?
Retribution.
Carnaby: Whoo-oo-oa-a-a-a-a!
[ Growls ]
Uh, anyone out here got a doggie bone?
[ Growls ]
[ Growling ]
What happened to Carnaby?
He is with us now.
You seem like good people. I'm sorry.
The secrets of the ancient ancestors must remain a secret.
You will not be allowed to leave.
[ Wind whistling ]
Chakashi ! We also carry a great secret.
Thus we can keep yours as well.
What is this secret?
Prove to me that it is as great as what you see around you.
We can't.
Very well.
You have decided your fate.
[ Wind whistling ]
[ Dramatic music plays ]
[ Music swells ]
[ Music ends ]
[ Gasps ]
[ Slurping ]
If you had told me your secret,
I would have known I couldn't trust you with mine.
Hmph. It was a trick question.
Must be the coyote in me.
Kida of Atlantis, you and I are not so different.
Your people touched the corners of the globe
teaching and healing, doing great good.
But they also did great harm,
almost destroying the world and themselves.
My father feared the temptation to abuse our power
would be too great, so he hid it away.
The secret you carry is neither good nor bad.
A strong leader must have the wisdom
to know when to share that knowledge.
It would be wonderful
if my people did not need to remain hidden --
to have them walk the surface of the world again.
[ Coyotes panting ]
[ Echoing ] It is your choice.
[ Wind whistling ]
Whoa. That was impressive.
Dr. Sweet: I'd have been more impressed
if Chakashi had dropped us off on the ground.
[ Bird screeches ]
- [ Lightning crashes ] - Milo: A winter thunderstorm?
Whitmore: It's strange, all right.
Started early this morning.
But I guess you had your share of weird weather in the Southwest.
It was okay, except for how I keep finding sand everywhere.
I could go for some warm weather about now.
Maybe get a tan.
Sorry I missed it.
Oh, no, you are not.
There were dust doggies everywhere.
But I did find this very tasty bowl.
[ Crunching ]
Well, Mr. Whitmore,
Kida and I had better be going because --
Atlantis is waiting. I know.
- Just as well. - What?!
- Ah, we had a break-in last night. - Are you okay?
Yes, I'm fine, but it burns me
that someone could waltz right in here
and steal something right off my wall !
An ancient Norwegian spear,
kind of a fancy old letter opener.
What you needed was a glass case to protect it.
Whitmore: He must have come in the middle of the night.
By the tracks I found, he had some kind of dog with him.
[ Cawing ]
[ Clanking ]
The real strange thing is, near as I can tell,
there's no sign of forced entry.
Whoever it was knew exactly what they were looking for
and helped themselves.
[ Crackling ]
With this spear of destiny...
shall I, Odin, king of the Northern Gods,
end this world.
Why would someone take an old spear
when there's so much other junk around?
[ Gasps ] Oh, don't get me wrong. It's, uh, all good junk.
I'm more interested in these scorch marks on the floor,
like lightning struck here.
- [ Sniffing ] - [ Lightning crashes ]
- [ Barks ] - Ooh !
Obby!
It cannot be the lightning.
See for yourself.
There's no hole in the roof.
[ Sniffs ] No black powder.
[ Sniffs ] Not explosives.
Fire did not fall from the sky in Atlantis like it does here.
I do not like it.
Yeah. Me neither. Mr. Whitmore...
I'm thinking that wasn't any ordinary spear, was it?
Do I own anything that's ordinary?
Regardless, I do have a good idea who took it.
Whitmore: The man's name is Erik Hellstrom.
Son of a gun was a fierce competitor of mine,
built a shipping empire with cruise liners.
When he bought the biggest dang castle in the old country
and named it Asgard,
the press dubbed him "the modern Odin."
Yeah, he liked being treated as a god,
and he lived like one...
until the stock market crash sank his company.
He lost his money, his power,
and, I think, his mind.
Hadn't heard from him till he phoned last week,
desperately trying to convince me
to sell the spear to him, raving about Ragnarok.
What is Ragnarok?
Doomsday in the old Norse myths.
But why did Mr. Hellstrom want the spear?
It seems to me I remember something about a spear
in the Shepherd's Journal.
- I found it - Gunnokner. - Gesundheit.
No, no.
Gunnokner was the name of an Atlantean spear.
The spear Hellstrom stole from Whitmore
was the same spear -- a-an Atlantean spear.
Weapons of Atlantis contain untold power.
If the myths are right, that's an understatement.
At Ragnarok, the final night of the world,
Odin will use his spear
to summon the forces of chaos and destruction.
He's gonna use the spear to bring about Ragnarok!
Armageddon.
Judgment day.
The end of the world.
Mehbehlmoak -- the end of Atlantis...
of everything.
My father foresaw this.
Your father was trying to save his empire, Kida.
This guy's just frosted 'cause he's in the poorhouse.
F-F-Frosted ! Ha ha ha!
It -- it's Iceland, you see.
So if Hellstrom is going to be stopped,
it looks like you're going to Iceland.
Why can't Ragnarok be in Miami?
You know, a nice warm place.
I'm never gonna get a tan.
Kida?
Milo, my father knew
the power of Atlantis would be abused like this.
As king, it was his responsibility to do as he saw fit.
Perhaps it is the same with Hellstrom.
Yeah, but Hellstrom gave himself this crown,
and he isn't trying to save anybody.
And that's a big difference.
We oughta be nearing Iceland,
and that name ain't just for show.
With any luck, this weather will lighten up.
[ Mole groans ]
We should not be flying in such a storm.
We'll crash.
We are too high above the dirt.
You know, the weather hasn't let up
since Hellstrom stole that spear.
I wonder if --
Coincidence, Milo.
Take over, Vinny.
I mean, come on.
The old gods affecting the weather?
Well, there was that Indian wind god, spirit, whatever,
Kraken - yeah, the Kraken might have been a god.
- Maybe not. - Oh, Vinny!
And that big Atlantis Crystal --
that was kind of like a God.
All I'm saying - we see a lot of strange stuff.
I'm, uh, just being open-minded.
Well, you let go of my plane that way,
and I'll toss your open mind right into that soup.
But we are over land now, good solid land, yes?
Relax, Mole.
We've been over Iceland for minutes.
The land's as solid as --
Uh, you're gonna want to take a look at this.
[ Dramatic music plays ]
Hellstrom's castle? What did you call it?
Asgard ! Home of the gods!
This is the power of the spear!
That's what I call home improvement.
Uh-uh, look out! We'll crash !
- We'll crash ! - Audrey: Relax.
We're not gonna crash into any mountain...
[ Growls ]
...unless it stands up!
Ha ha ha! You missed us!
Vinny: That thing -- could have been a god.
[ Inhales deeply ]
[ Engine sputtering ]
Buckle up! We're going down !
[ Gasps ]
Ugh !
[ Crashing ]
[ Gasps ]
[ Thud ]
Audrey: Piece o' cake.
[ Wind howling ]
Oh, my beautiful land.
[ Smooches ] Mm, my lips!
I am sorry for your flying machine, Audrey.
Easy come, easy go.
[ Sighs ]
Look at the bright side -- uh, w-we're alive.
But we're not exactly getting a warm welcome.
[ Growling, heavy footsteps ]
[ Barking ]
Maybe I'll give him a present.
[ Growls ]
Oh, great. More hocus-pocus.
[ Roaring ]
[ Ice cracking ]
[ Electricity crackles ]
Uh.
[ Gasps ]
Hellstrom : I bid you welcome...
[ Gasps ]
...to the hall of Odin !
[ Barking and growling ]
Listen, Mr. Hellstrom, you caught some bad breaks,
but there's no reason to take it out on the world.
I know you.
It's the spear.
Its power is o-one of destruction.
It will destroy you... all of us.
Ha! I know you.
You're the trickster! Loki !
- You seek the power of my spear! - no!
You'll not trick me!
[ Electricity crackles ]
Stop, Mr. Hellstrom !
M-My lord, Odin.
I know the power of your spear.
The same power almost destroyed my father!
Father?
Of course.
Brunnhilde, my daughter, my Valkyrie.
You've come to rule the new world at my side.
No. I am not your daughter.
But I do care about you.
[ Grunts ]
[ Growls ]
[ Grunts ]
Ohh ! Oh ! Uh.
- Kida! - [ Electricity crackling ]
Neither man nor god will stop Ragnarok.
I cast thee out of Asgard...
to your doom.
- Ahh ! - Wahh !
Uh !
[ Panting ]
- Ugh ! - Aah !
- Ugh ! - Ugh ! Do not drop me.
You could lay off the eclairs, you know.
I cannot help it.
It's the creme filling.
Milo: Mole, we need you up here!
Go away! I am praying !
Mole, we got one chance. We need you to dig.
Uh, Mole stays.
All : Mole!
Oh, fine, I will come!
[ Grunts ] It is always Mole to save the day.
Hey! Watch it!
Don't make me sorry I saved you.
[ Grunts ]
A good thing that you are not any skinnier, Milo.
Perhaps you should eat more eclairs.
Nuh ! Nuh ! Get...on...with it!
[ Grunts ]
Do you know I am not used to this going up?
As a digger, I dig down... deep into the Earth.
Silly, of course, you may have noticed
I'm rather afraid of heights and --
All : Dig !
[ Moaning ] Uh. Uh.
[ Metal clinks ]
[ Gasping ]
Hellstrom : You see?
You are a warrior born...
my Brunnhilde, my daughter.
I am not your daughter.
I am Kidagakash, Queen of Atlantis!
What have you done with my friends?
I cast them out, Brunnhilde,
into the abyss below.
No!
It could not be helped.
[ Panting ]
We must go, daughter.
The chaos lord of fire must be awoken before sundown.
Today must be Ragnarok.
Yes. Let us leave...quickly.
[ Clunk ]
Mole: What do you see?
Milo: He's using the spear to carry them to the volcano.
What else is out there?
His 100-foot bodyguard.
And I see our only way out -- this big wooden door.
If we can find a way to open it --
- [ Loud thud ] - Uhh !
Just call me the doorman.
So we can get out, but we still can't go anywhere.
Heh ! We are trapped !
What are we to do -- ride this door down the stairs like a ski jump?
Oh, no.
No, no, no, no-o-o-o-o!
[ Gulps ]
Ah !
[ Panting ]
Gahh ! Whoa!
I believe that we should all lean !
Ohh !
Move over, Mole.
I'll pilot this thing.
Move over where?!
Everybody, lean left!
No, your other left!
Roadblock!
[ Roars ]
[ Roars softly ]
Waaahhh !
Pull me up!
No, Milo. We could use you like a rudder.
[ Roars ]
No!
Vinny: Yeah.
He's gonna have a limp after that one.
[ Bubbling ]
[ Dramatic music plays ]
Hellstrom, you must listen to me.
My father --
Yes?
No, my real father --
he hid away this power
so it could not be used for destruction.
It was to be used for love,
for life, for all that is good.
Hellstrom, stop this madness! I beg you !
Use this power to heal the world !
Brunnhilde, that's exactly what I intend to do.
I, alone, am destined to remake it and rule over it anew.
To begin again, I must destroy what is.
No. You cannot.
Milo: Kida!
- [ Grunts ] - You'll not stop me, Loki !
Lo, Ragnarok!
[ Electricity crackling ]
[ Gasps ]
[ Creature shrieking ]
[ Shrieking ]
Ugh !
[ Metal clinks ]
Say your goodbyes to this world
and herald in my new order.
[ Grunts ]
[ Milo grunting ]
[ Growling ]
[ Growls, whimpers ]
[ Growling ]
Even at the end, the forces of darkness
would thwart the king of the gods!
You're not the king of anything, Hellstrom !
You're a boatbuilder! [ Grunts ]
[ Roars softly ]
[ Growls ]
[ Snap! ]
[ Whimpering ]
[ Crying ] Shoo, bats! Shoo!
[ Cawing ]
[ Growls softly ]
[ Grunting ]
[ Electricity crackling ]
[ Both grunting ]
[ Groaning ]
No!
There now. Ragnarok approaches.
It is I, Odin, who shall stand triumphant!
You really think you're still in charge.
Those two are done taking orders.
[ Roaring ]
[ Electricity crackling ]
[ Shrieks ]
[ Explosions ]
And the fire lord will set the sky ablaze.
[ Roaring ]
And the Earth will become as ice
as a new age dawns.
So, Milo, you got a plan?
Uh. Just thought I'd ask.
Wait a second. I-I do have a plan.
[ Rumbling ]
Now a little heat.
[ Clicks ]
[ Cracking ]
[ Electricity crackling ]
[ Roaring ]
[ Shrieks ]
It's working !
Audrey: Ah, now they're ticked.
[ Roars ]
[ Shrieks ]
[ Roaring ]
[ Electricity crackles ]
- The spear! - I will get it!
[ Grunts ]
Vinny! We need another bomb!
I'm fresh out.
[ High-pitched humming ]
[ Electricity crackling ]
[ Heavy footsteps ]
Uh !
Kida!
I am all right, Milo.
My Asgard ! My kingdom ! No-o-o!
[ Sighs ] Give him a while.
Let him mourn his kingdom.
Then we'll get him to a hospital
where maybe he can be helped.
And as for that thing,
I'm thinking you should put it in a safe...like now.
Maybe with some chains and locks...big ones.
I have a better place for this spear.
I learned many things from your world.
Most of all, I think I now know my father better.
My father was only protecting us
and the world above when he hid the heart of Atlantis.
I understand that now.
Uh, Kida! Y-You can't hide the Crystal again !
I mean, it would --
Oh. Ha. Sorry.
I'm sort of ruining the moment there, but --
But my father was wrong.
He thought mankind
would use the power of the Crystal for destruction.
But look around you.
The heart of Atlantis has let us rebuild our city.
And I saw how the knowledge of Atlantis
touched a tribe of surface people
and made them great healers and teachers.
The brightest light is worth nothing if hidden in a cave!
I do not want the legacy of Atlantis
to be the destruction of its civilization.
Let us share our light with the world !
[ Electricity crackling ]
[ Crackling continues ]
[ Electricity buzzing ]
[ Dramatic music plays ]
[ Crumbling ]
[ Music continues ]
[ Rumbling ]
[ Birds chirping ]
Huh? Eh.
Huh !
[ Gasps ]
[ Bubbling ]
Huh?
[ Bubbling continues ]
[ Creaking ]
[ Electricity crackling ]
[ Dramatic music continues ]
- Yeah ! - Yay! - Yay!
- Yeah !
[ Cheering continues ]
[ Barking, panting ]
Heh heh heh.
- Yoo-hoo! - Whoo-hoo!
Girl : What is that light, Queen Kida?
Is it a crystal?
No, child.
It is the sun.
[ Giggles ]
[ Laughs ]
[ Smooch ]
I think I swallowed my gum.
Whitmore: The world was never the same after that day.
It was much, much better.
[ Dramatic music plays ]
[ Soft instrumental music plays ]
[ Music continues ]
[ Music ends ]