Atlantis: The Lost Empire

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"...in a single day and night of misfortune, the island of Atlantis disappeared into the depths of the sea." - Plato, 360 B.C.


Atlantis: The Lost Empire is a 2001 American animated science fiction adventure film that follows linguist Milo Thatch who is hopelessly trying to prove his grandfather's theory that Atlantis exists, until a wealthy benefactor funds an expedition with a team of explorers, who travel beneath the ocean's depths to discover a lost civilization.

Directed by Gary Trousdale and Kirk Wise. Edited by Ellen Keneshea. Written by Tab Murphy
Atlantis is waiting...

Milo James Thatch[edit]

  • [Talking to a group of masks in his boiler room, pretending the masks are real people] Good afternoon, gentlemen. First off, I'd like to thank this board for taking the time to hear my proposal. Now, we've all heard of the legend of Atlantis, a continent somewhere in the mid-Atlantic that was home to an advanced civilization, possessing technology far beyond our own, that, according to our friend, Plato, here, was suddenly struck by some cataclysmic event that sank it beneath the sea. Now, some of you may ask, why Atlantis? It's just a myth, isn't it? Pure fantasy? Well, that is where you'd be wrong. 10,000 years before the Egyptians built the pyramids, Atlantis had electricity, advanced medicine, even the power of flight. Impossible, you say? Well, no, no, not for them. Numerous ancient cultures all over the globe agree that Atlantis possessed a power source of some kind, more powerful than steam, than, than coal. More powerful than our modern internal combustion engines. Gentlemen, I propose that we find Atlantis, find that power source, and bring it back to the surface. Now, this is a page from an illuminated text that describes a book called the Shepherd's Journal, said to have been a first-hand account of Atlantis and its exact whereabouts. Now, based on a centuries-old translation of a Norse text, historians have believed the Journal resides in Ireland. But after comparing the text to the runes on this Viking shield, I found that one of the letters have been mistranslated. So, by changing this letter and inserting the correct one, we find that the Shepherd's Journal, the key to Atlantis, lies not in Ireland, gentlemen, but in Iceland. [Pause] Pause for effect. Gentlemen, I'll take your questions now.
  • [They are getting chased by the Leviathan; increasingly panicked] It's only a grease trap, it's just like a sink! It's only a grease trap, it's just like a sink!ǃ
  • [To Rourke] Well, I don't know, why don't you translate, and I'll wave the gun around?!
  • [To the guys who are preparing to leave with the Heart of Atlantis] So... I guess this is how it ends, huh? Fine, you win. You're wiping out an entire civilization, but hey... [Coldly] You'll be rich. [To Audrey] Congratulations, Audrey, looks like you and your dad can probably start that second garage after all. [To Vinny] And Vinny, you can to start a whole chain of flower shops. I'm sure your family's gonna be very proud. [To everyone else] But that's what it's all about, right? [Angrily] Money.
  • [After seeing the Leviathan's eye] Jiminy Christmas! It's a machine!
  • [plays with a glowing fly] Heh heh! These guys are kinda cute when they're not, you know, formed into a fiery column of death.
  • [after being seasick] Carrots? Why is it always carrots? I didn't even eat carrots!
  • [after Kida asks him if he swims] Oh, I swim pretty girl- Pretty good! Good, swim good, pretty good. I swim pretty good.
  • We're gonna save Atlantis, or we're gonna die trying! Now let's do itǃ

Princess 'Kida' Kidagakash[edit]

  • [To Milo] You are a scholar, are you not? Judging from your diminished physique and large forehead, you can be suited for nothing else!
  • We are not thriving. True, our people live, but our culture is dying. We are like a stone the ocean beats against. With each year a little more of us is worn away.
  • [Taking off her skirt to reveal a bikini bottom] You do swim, do you not?

Preston B. Whitmore[edit]

  • Your grandad had a saying: "Our lives are remembered by the gifts we leave our children." This journal is his gift to you. Atlantis is waiting.
  • Your grandfather was always bending my ear with stories about that book. I didn't buy it for a minute! So finally I got fed up and made a bet with the old coot. I said, "Thatch, if you ever actually find that so-called journal, not only will I finance the expedition, but I'll kiss you full on the mouth!" [Shows Milo a photo with him and Milo's grandfather spitting after they've kissed each other] Imagine my embarrassment when he found the darn thing.
  • Your grandfather was a great man, Milo. You probably don't realize how great. Those buffoons at the museum...dragged him down, made a laughing stock of him. He died a broken man. If I could bring back just one shred of proof...that'd be enough for me.

Helga Katrina Sinclair[edit]

  • [asked how she got in a locked apartment] I came down the chimney, ho ho ho.
  • [about Milo] Cartographer, linguist, plumber...hard to believe he's still single.
  • Move it, people, move! Sometime today would be nice!
  • There weren't supposed to be people down here. This changes everything.
  • That was an order, not a suggestion. Let's move!
  • [To Rourke, who betrayed her to get the balloon to rise; enraged] You said we were in this together! [Kicks Rourke twice] You promised me a percentage!
  • [falling down] Rourke!
  • [last words] Nothing personal.. [Shoots flare gun at balloon]

Commander Lyle Tiberius Rourke[edit]

  • [The Leviathan attacks the submarine] Tell Cookie to melt the butter and break out the bibs. I want this lobster served up on a silver platter!
  • Seven hours ago, we started this expedition with 200 of the finest men and women I've ever known. We're all that's left. I won't sugar-coat it, gentlemen - we've got a crisis on our hands. But we've been up this particular creek before and we've always come through, paddle or no paddle. I see no reason to change that policy now. From here on in, everyone pulls double-duty. Everyone drives, everyone works. Looks like all our chances rest with you, Mister Thatch. You and that little book.
  • Academics...you never want to get your hands dirty. Think about it: if you gave back every stolen artifact from a museum, you'd be left with an empty building. We're just providing a necessary service to the archaeological community.
  • You're an idealist, just like your grandfather. Do yourself a favor, Milo; don't be like him. For once, do the smart thing.
  • [to Milo, about to leave him in a dying Atlantis, just after punching Milo] Think of it this way, son. You were the one who discovered Atlantis, and now you're part of the exhibit.
  • I love it when I win.
  • We're losing altitude. Lighten the load.
  • [After throwing Helga overboard] Nothing personal!
  • [to Milo] Well, I have to hand it to you. You're a bigger pain in the neck than I would have ever thought possible! I consider myself an even-tempered man; it takes a lot to get under my skin. But congratulations - you just won the solid gold kewpie doll!
  • [last words] Tired, Mr. Thatch?! Ah, that's a darn shame...'cause I'm just getting warmed up!

Dr. Joshua Strongbear Sweet[edit]

  • [after Milo asks about Mole] Trust me on this, you don't wanna know. Audrey, don't tell him. You shouldn't a told me, but you did, and now I'm tellin' you, you don't wanna know.
  • I got a sheepskin from Howard U and a bearskin from Old Iron Cloud.
  • [To Milo] Uh oh. Sat in the dirt, didn't you? [To Mole] Moliere, now what have I told you about playing nice with other kids? [Mole tries to protest, but Sweet pulls out a bar of soap and shoves it in Mole's face] Get back! I've got soap, and I'm not afraid to use it. [Mole hisses and fleas to the top bunk] Back, foul creature! Back to the pit from whence you came!
  • Me? I hate fishing, I hate fish, hate the taste, hate the smell, and hate all them little bones.
  • [They eventually see Atlantis and are awestruck by it] Milo, I got to hand it to you, you really came through. [they are suddenly ambushed by Kida's hunting party] Uh, I take that back!
  • [To Rourke, who just punched King Kashekim senseless] Rourke, this was not apart of the plan!

Vincenzo Santorini[edit]

  • Hey, junior. If you're looking for the pony rides, they're back there.
  • [Upon being asked what he was bringing aboard] Oh, eh...Gunpowder, nitroglycerin, notepads, fuses, wicks, glue, and paperclips. Big ones. You know, just, uh, office supplies.
  • [About the Leviathan] With something like that, I would have white wine, I think.
  • Hey, look, I made a bridge. And only took me like, what, ten seconds. Eleven, tops.
  • [About glowing fire fly hive] That thing is going to keep me up all night, I know it...
  • Well, as far as me goes...I just like to blow things up.
  • My family owned a flower shop. We would sell roses, carnations, baby's breath, you name it. One day, I'm making about three dozen corsages for this prom, you know, the one they put on the wrist, and everybody, they come. "Where is it?", "When is it?", "Does it match my dress?" It's a nightmare. Anyway, I guess there was this leak next door of gas or what, boom! No more Chinese laundry. Blew me right through the front window. [Lights match] It was like a sign from God. I found myself in that boom.
  • We done a lot of things we're not proud of. [counting off on his fingers] Robbing graves, eh, plundering tombs, double-parking. But, nobody got hurt. Well, maybe somebody got hurt, but nobody we knew.

Gaëtan "Mole" Molière[edit]

  • [First line] You...have disturbed...the dirt...
  • You have disturbed the dirt! Dirt from around the globe, spanning the centuries! Ack! What have you done?! England must never merge with France!
  • [on various occasions] I'm so excited...!
  • You said there would be digging!
  • [Upon examining dirt from under Milo's fingernails] Ah! There you are! Now tell me your story my little friend...Parchment fiber from the Nile Delta circa 500 BC, lead pencil no. 2, paint flecks of a type used in government buildings, you have a cat, short hair Persian, two years old, third in a litter of seven. These are all the microscopic fingerprints of the mapmaker. [licks it twice] And [menacingly] linguist.

Audrey Rocio Ramirez[edit]

  • [About Milo, who is being awkward and shy while trying to make a presentation about Atlantis] Jeez, I used to take lunch money from guys like this.
  • I took this job when my dad retired...but the funny thing was he always wanted sons, right? One to run his machine shop, and the other to be middle-weight boxing champion! But, he got my sister and me instead. [Milo asks about her sister] She's 24 and 0 with a shot at the title next month...anyway, I'm saving up so my papí and I can open another shop.
  • Two for flinching!

Wilhemina Bertha Packard[edit]

  • [but over the PA system] Attention. Tonight's supper will be baked beans. Musical program to follow...Who wrote this?
  • [to her friend Margie] So I says to him, "What's wrong with my meatloaf?" and he says to me...oh, hold on a second Margie, I've got another call. Sir, we're approaching coordinates. Hello, Margie? Yes, so anyways, he says to me...
  • [to her friend Margie] And he took his suitcase? Marge, honey, I don't think he's coming back!
  • [On the PA system] Attention. All hands to the launch bay. To whoever took the "L" from the "Motor Pool" sign, ha-ha, we are all very amused.
  • [repeated line] We're all gonna die.
  • Commander, I think you should hear this...Commander...Commander...Commander...Commander...
  • You wanna do my job? Be my guest.

Jebidiah Allardyce "Cookie" Farnsworth[edit]

  • You done stuffed my wagon full t'bustin' with non-essentials! Look at all this! Cinnamon, Oregano, Cilantro, what in cockadoodle is cilantro?! [picks up a batch of lettuce] What is this?
  • I got your four basic food groups! [holds up 3 fingers] Beans, bacon, whisky and lard!
  • [serves everyone the same, nondescript slop] For the appetizer, Caesar salad, escargot, and yer Oriental spring rolls.
  • Danging lightning-bugs done bit me on my sit-upon. Somebody's gonna have to suck out this poison. Don't everybody jump up at once.
  • [on seeing Atlantis from afar] Sweet mother of Jefferson Davis!
  • [about the Atlanteans behind their masks] I seen this back in the Dakota. They can smell fear just by lookin' at ya. So keep quiet.
  • [Gives Milo more food] Yer so skinny, if you turned sideways an' stuck out yer tongue, yu'd look like a zipper!
  • Saddle up, partners! Bring jerky and ammo!
  • I ain't so good at speechifyin'...but I want you to have this. It's the bacon grease from the whole trip.

The King of Atlantis[edit]

  • [first words] Close your eyes, Kida! Look away!
  • [To Rourke] You presume much to think you are welcome here.
  • Your heart has softened, Kida. A thousand years ago, you would have slain them on sight.
  • You will destroy yourselves.
  • [About Kida] She has been chosen. Like her mother before her.
  • [last words] Return the crystal. Save Atlantis. Save my daughter. [stop breathing and dies]

The Queen of Atlantis[edit]

  • [first words] Kida, come on!
  • [last words] Kida! Just leave it! There's no time! [before she dies]

Others[edit]

  • Plato: [text displayed at the beginning of the movie] ...in a single day and night of misfortune, the island of Atlantis disappeared into the depths of the sea.
  • Squad Leader: Sergeant, Keep those people back!.
  • Sergeant: You heard him, step back! [pushes Milo back when he is angrily]
  • Mr. James: That Young thatch is crazy for ever yet! [looks for Milo Thatch]
  • Mr. Harcourt: You want to go on an expedition? [tosses Milo a coin] Here. Take a trolley to the Potomac and jump in! Maybe the cold water will clear your head.
  • Squad B: Yes, sir!

Dialogue[edit]

Plato: [text displayed at the beginning of the movie] ...in a single day and night of misfortune, the island of Atlantis disappeared into the depths of the sea.
[Boom! Boom! Boom! KA-BOOOOM!!!!]
[The earth trembles and quakes, and a mushroom clou of smoke and flames fill the pale blue heavens. Moments later, an armada of Atlantean stone fish vehicles fly apart from the scene of the disaster]
Atlantean #1: NEE-puck! GWEE-sit TEE-rid MEH-gid-leh-men! [You fool! You've destroyed us all!]
[The pilot races over the open sea, and the rest of the armada speeds along behind him. The vehicles glow as their engines strain at their upper limit]
Atlantean #2: Shoam KOO-leh-beh-toat! LOO-den-tem WEE-luhg KAH-behr-seh-kem! [The wave is gaining! We have to warn Atlantis!]
[The armada races toward its island home. These are the biggest, most technologically advanced flying machines in the world. But they are no match for the giant wall of water rising from the ocean behind them––a deadly tidal wave the Atlanteans have created incidentally]
Atlantean #3: Nahl YOH-deh-neh-toat! [Too late!] AARRGGHH!!
[There is no fashion the armada will ever reach Atlantis safely]
[Loudspeaker warnings and alarms ring throughout the city of Atlantis. Lookouts have seen the enormous wave approaching. They know there is no time to lose]
Atlantean #4: [talking into a PA system] Everyone to the shelters! Everyone to the shelters!
[In the streets, other guards try to keep the people calm]
[But it is clear that there is reason to panic. Something is horribly wrong with the Crystal. Usually, it hovers peacefully above the island, glowing a serene blue as it gives power to the city. But today, the Atlanteans have used that power for evil, not for real. And today, it is as if the Crystal are on fire]
[Beams of red light shoot out from its core. As the Atlanteans run for cover, the beams dart this fashion and that, scouring the city like searchlights. The Crystal seems to be looking for something––but what?]
[In the middle of it all stands the king and queen of Atlantis and their young daughter, Princess Kida]
Atlantean Guard: [to Nedakh's family] This way your highness. Quickly!
[He tries to usher them through the crowd and into the royal shelter. Suddenly, the tiny princess stops and turns back the road they have come. She has dropped her doll]
Queen Kashekim Nedakh: Kida, c'mon! [She reaches out and grabs her daughter by the arm] Just leave it! There's no time!
[Tears well in Kida's wide gray eyes as she looks up at her mother. The Crystal's ruby beam finds the queen. She stops, frozen in her tracks]
[Kida watches as the beam turns from fiery red back to its usual blue and lifts her mother into the heavens. For a moment, as she rises, the queen keeps her hold on Kida's arm. But the Crystal's pull is too strong. At last, the queen's hand slips apart, clasping Kida's tiny gold bracelet]
[King Kashekim Nedakh look at Queen Kashekim Nedakh, who is caught by a hypnotic blue light and lifted up into the Heart of Atlantis, a powerful crystal protecting the city. The Queen holds the bracelet up in each hand to Young Kida.]
Young Kida: Mahtim! [The queen floats up and into the bright blue Crystal] Mahtim!
[But there is nothing she or the king can do so]
[As they look on, a flurry of blue beams shoot out from the Crystal's core. Rapidly, the king gathers Kida into his arms and holds her as the bright light forms a dome of pure, shimmering energy around Atlantis––and it is not a moment too soon. The massive tidal wave comes smashing over the city]
King Kashekim Nedakh: Close your eyes, Kida! Look away!
[And the next fact Kida and the other Atlanteans know, the wave has buried their shielded city underneath an ocean of saltwater and foam]
[Several thousand years later, in 1914, Milo Thatch believes that he has found the Shepherd's Journal]
Milo: [talking to group of masks in his boiler room, pretending the masks are real people] Good afternoon, gentlemen. First off, I'd like to thank this board for taking the time to hear my proposal. Now, we've all heard of the legend of Atlantis, a continent somewhere in the mid-Atlantic that was home to an advanced civilization, possessing technology far beyond our own, that, according to our friend, Plato, here, was suddenly struck by some cataclysmic event that sank it beneath the sea. Now, some of you may ask, why Atlantis? It's just a myth, isn't it? Pure fantasy? Well, that is where you'd be wrong. 10,000 years before the Egyptians built the pyramids, Atlantis had electricity, advanced medicine, even the power of flight. Impossible, you say? Well, no, no, not for them. Numerous ancient cultures all over the globe agree that Atlantis possessed a power source of some kind, more powerful than steam, than, than coal. More powerful than our modern internal combustion engines. Gentlemen, I propose that we find Atlantis, find that power source, and bring it back to surface. Now, this is page from an illuminated text that describes a book called the Shepherd's Journal, said to have been a first-hand account of Atlantis and it's exact whereabouts. Now, based on a centuries-old translation of Norse a text, historians have believed the Journal resides in Iceland. But after comparing the text to the runes on this Viking shield. I found that one of the letters have been mistranslated. So, by changing this letter and inserting the correct one, we find that the Shepherd's Journal, the key to Atlantis, lies not in Iceland, gentlemen, but in Iceland. [pause] Pause for effect. Gentlemen, I'll take your questions now. [telephone ring] Uh, would you gentlemen please excuse me for a moment? [rings] Cartography and Linguistics, Milo Thatch speaking. [indistinct angry ranting] Yeah. Uh, just, just a second. [turn the light on, the masks in the boiler room] Excuse me, Mr. Hickenbottom. [took a wrench fixing the boiler room, begins turning values, then hits it] How's that? Is that better? [indistinct angry ranting again] Uh-huh. Yeah, thanks a lot.
Mr. Hickenbottom: [on the phone] And don't let it happen again!
Milo: Talks to you later. Okay, bye. Now, as you can see [the map in his shirt] by this, um, map... map, uh that... that- [clears throat] that I've drawn, I plotted the route that will take myself and a crew to the Southern coast of Iceland to retrieve the Journal. [hear birdhouse clock sound] It's showtime. Well, this is it. I am finally getting out of the dungeon. [took a Thaddeus photo to little Milo picture is sees, it put in hat to Milo it downs, Thaddeus laugh, he smiles, it opens to see a Thaddeus's hat, and down to it. Letter appears] "Dear Mr. Thatch, this is to inform you that your meeting today has been moved up from 4:30 P.M. to 3:30 P.M." [Milo looks at the clock and reads 4:05 PM] What? [another letter drops, and he reads it] "Dear Mr. Thatch, due to your absence, the board has voted to reject your proposal. Have a nice weekend, Mr. Harcourt's office?!" [enraged] THEY CAN'T DO THIS TO ME!
[The museum board walks out]
Mr. James: I swear, that young Thatch gets crazier every year!
Mr. Hickenbottom: If I ever hear the word "Atlantis" again, I'll step in front of a bus!
Mr. James: [laughs] I'll push you!
Milo: [off-screen] Mr. Harcourt! Good lord!
Board member: [off-screen] There he is!
Milo: Members of the board... uh, wait!
Mr. Harcourt: How did you find us?
Milo: Mr. Harcourt, wait!
[The scared professors flee to the doors]
Mr. Hickenbottom: Head for your hills!
Mr. Harcourt: Where is a guard when you need him?
Milo Thatch: Mr. Harcourt, you gotta listen to me, sir! [Mr. Harcourt hides behind a tree] Uh, sir? [Mr. Harcourt smiles at Milo, then open his umbrella, pop the maps to him] Wait! Mr. Harcourt! Sir, l-I have new evidence that... [as Mr. Harcourt back in the car and opens to his Chauffeur] Please, Mr. Harcourt! Stop! Sir, if you- Could you hold-? Thank you very much. Look at-
Mr. Harcourt: This museum funds scientific expeditions based on facts, not legends and folklore. Besides, we need you here. We depend on you.
Milo: You do?
Mr. Harcourt: Yes. What with winter coming, that boiler's gonna need a lot of attention.
Milo: Boiler?
Mr. Harcourt: [to his chauffeur] Onward, Heinz!
[Heinz drives off, Milo chases the car]
Milo: But, the...there's a journal! It's in Iceland! I'm sure of it this time. [Mr. Harcourt closes the window, Milo jumps on the hood] Sir, I really hoped it wouldn't come to this, but this is... Uh! ...a letter of resignation! If you reject my proposal, I'll-- [falls off the car] WHOA! [yelling after the car as it drives off] I'LL QUIT! [the car reverses back; Mr. Harcourt opens the window] I mean it, sir! If you refuse to fund my proposal...
Mr. Harcourt: You'll what? Flush your career down the toilet, just like your grandfather? You have a lot of potential, Milo. Don't throw it all away chasing fairy tales.
[Drives off, soaking Milo's maps and leaving him dejected]
Milo: [back home] I'm home. Fluffy? [closes door] Here, kitty. [tries to turn on the light, but it's broken]
[Thunder, Helga appears to Milo in the apartment]
Helga: Milo James Thatch?
Milo: [to Helga] Who, who are you? H-How did you get in here?
Helga: I came down the chimney. Ho, ho, ho. My name is Helga Sinclair. I'm acting on behalf of my employer who has a most intriguing proposition for you. Are you interested?
Milo: You-you-your, your employer. Huh. Who is your employer?
[Helga drives with Milo to Preston B. Whitmore's house, it cuts, Milo took off his jacket]
Helga: This way, please. And don't drip on into the carvaggio. Step lively. Mr. Whitmore does not like to be kept waiting. [she tuck your suit, bow-tie, pants and glasses to Milo in the elevator] You will address him as "Mr. Whitmore" or "sir." You will stand unless asked to be seated, keep your sentences short and to the point. Are we clear? [Milo gulps: about Mr. Whitmore] And relax. He doesn't bite... often.
Milo: I'll have to quit my job.
Preston B. Whitmore: It's done. You resigned this afternoon.
Milo: I did?
Preston B. Whitmore: Yep. Don't like to leave loose ends.
Milo: Uh, my apartment, I'm gonna have to give notice.
Preston B. Whitmore: Taken care of.
Milo: My clothes?
Preston B. Whitmore: Packed.
Milo: My books?
Preston B. Whitmore: In storage.
Milo: My cat? [his cat, Fluffy, appears on his shoulder and meows] My gosh.
Preston B. Whitmore: Your granddad had a saying: "Our lives are measured by the gifts we leave our children." This journal is his gift to you, Milo. Atlantis is waiting. What do you say?
Vinny: Hey, junior. If you're looking for the pony rides, they're back there.
Milo: Um, excuse me, excuse me. You dropped your dy-dy-dy-dyna-dyna-dynamite. [Nervous laugh] What else have you, uh, got in there?
Vinny: Oh, er...gunpowder, nitroglycerin, notepads, fuses, wicks, glue, and paper clips; big ones. You know, just, uh, office supplies.
[Milo goes in his cabin and lays on the bed, a pair of telescopic eyes looks at him]
Mole: You have disturbed the dirt.
Milo: Uh, pardon me?
Mole: You disturbed the dirt! [Pulls off blanket, exposing clumps of dirt with little European flags] Dirt from around the globe, spanning the centuries! Ack! What have you done?! England must never merge with France!
Milo: What's it doing in my bed?!
Mole: You ask too many questions! Who are you? Who sent you? Speak up!
Milo: Me, I'm, uh-
Mole: Bah! I will know soon enough!
[Grabs Milo's hand]
Milo: Hey, hey, hey! Let go!
Mole: Do not be such a crybaby! Hold still! [takes a tiny dirt sample from Milo's fingernail with tweezers] Aha! There you are! Now tell me your story, my little friend. [looks at dirt with his magnifying goggles] Parchment fibre from the Nile Delta circa 500 B.C., lead pencil No. 2, paint flecks of a type used in government buildings, you have a cat, short hair Persian, two years old, third in a litter of seven. These are all the microscopic fingerprints of the mapmaker... [licks dirt] and linguist.
Milo: Hey, how'd you...
Mole: [throws Milo's bags and jacket at him] This is an outrage! You must leave at once! Out-out-out-out-out! [tries to push Milo out of cabin until he runs into Sweet]
Sweet: Uh-oh. Sat in the dirt, didn't you? Molière, now what have I told ya about playing nice with the other kids?! [holds up a bar of soap] Get back! I got soap, and I'm not afraid to use it! [Mole hisses at the soap bar and runs to his bed. Sweet whips his towel at him] Back, foul creature! Back into the pit from whence you came! The name's Sweet, Joshua Sweet. Medical officer.
Milo: Yeah. Milo Thatch.
Sweet: Milo Thatch, you're my three o'clock! [reaches into his back and pulls out a saw] Well, no time like the present.
Milo: [stares at the saw] Oh, boy!
Sweet: Nice, isn't it? The catalogue says that this little beauty can saw through a femur in 28 seconds. I'm betting I can cut that time in half! [puts the saw away and comes out with a tongue depressor] Now, stick out your tongue and say "Ah"!
Milo: Oh, no, really, I- [Sweet puts tongue depressor in his mouth] Ahhgabla!
Sweet: So, where're you from? [Milo grunts something] Really? I have family up that way! Beautiful country up there! You do any fishing?
Milo: Oh...a little...
Sweet: Me? I hate fishing, I hate fish, hate the taste, hate the smell and hate all of them little bones. [as he speaks, he does several things from putting the depressor away to taking Milo's pulse, then finally pulls up two bottles] Here, I'm gonna need you to fill these up.
Milo: [spits out thermometer] With what?!
Packard: [on PA] Would Milo Thatch please report to the bridge?
Milo: Thank you...I mean, nice meeting you. [runs off]
Sweet: [watching Milo run off] Uh-huh, nice meeting you too.
Audrey: Rourke! We took a big hit down here and we're taking on water fast! I don't want to be around when it hits the boilers.
Rourke: How much time do we have?
Audrey: Twenty minutes, if the bulkhead holds. [hears a distant explosion] You better make that five.
Rourke: You heard the lady. Let's move!
Milo: Move? Where? Move where?
Helga: Packard, sound the alarm!
Packard: [on the phone] And he took his suitcase? Marge, honey, I don't think he's coming back!
Helga: Packard!
Packard: Gonna have to call you back. [slight pause] No, no, I'll call you.
[The survivors hold a memorial for the presumably hundreds killed by the Leviathan]
Rourke: 7 hours ago, we started this expedition with 200 of the finest men and women I've ever known. We're all that's left. I won't sugar-coat it, gentlemen. We have a crisis on our hands. But we've been up this particular creek before and we've always come through, paddle or no paddle. I see no reason to change that policy now. From here on in, everyone pulls double-duty. Everyone drives, everyone works. Looks like all our chances for survival rest with you, Mr. Thatch. You and that little book.
Packard: We're all gonna die.
Rourke: [Everyone travel moving trucks to journey] Okay, people, saddle up. Lieutenant, I want this convoy moving 5 minutes ago.
Helga: Moliere, you're on the point. No, Vinny! Audrey's taking the oiler. You know the rules: I want you 50 yards behind that truck of all times. And, Packard, put out the cigarette.
[Rourke turns to Milo, it loud beeps his horn on the truck, He anger and took off a horn to him]
Rourke: Are you sure you're checked out on this class of vehicle?
Milo: Uhh-
Rourke: Can you drive a truck?
Milo: Pfft! Heh, heh! Of course I can drive a truck. I mean, sure, you got your steering, and your gas, and your brake, and, of course, this metal, uh, looking... thing. [slight pause] Okay, so it was a bumper car at Coney Island, but it's the same basic principle!
[Rourke sighs]
[it flash, Milo drives a truck to move and stops, brakes squeal 3 times]
Soldier: What's the hold-up?
Driver: Come on, move it!
Milo: Sorry about that.
Second driver: [Mole beeps his digger gettin' started Milo in the truck, and everyone follows him] Come on, civilian!
Vinny: You didn't just drink that, did you?!
Milo: Mm-hmm.
Vinny: That's not good! That's nitroglycerin! [Milo holds his breath] Don't move, don't breathe, don't do anything. Except pray, maybe...
Mole: [jumps up behind Milo, scaring him] Boom!
[Vinny and Mole laugh.]
Rourke: Looks like we have a roadblock. [looks to Vinny] Vinny, what do you think?
Vinny: I could unroadblock that if I had about 200 of these. [points to a stick of dynamite in his hand] Problem is, I only got about... [counts on fingers] ...10, plus, you know, [pulls up a small bag] 5 of my own. And a couple of cherry bombs. [pulls out a road flare] A road flare. Hey, too bad we don't have some nitroglycerin, eh, Milo?
[Milo gives Vinny an angry look while Mole laughs hysterically.]
[Mole's digger breaks down.]
Mole: [coughs] Oh..[grunting and banging his head against the steering wheel] Oh! Stupid! You [beeps horn] are [beep!] stupid! [beep!]
Audrey: I don't understand it. I just tuned this thing up this morning...
[Audrey climbs into vehicle and throws random bolts and pipes out.]
Milo: Um..
Audrey: [from inside digger] It looks like the rodor's shot! I'm gonna have to pull a spare from one of the trucks.
Milo: Uh, could I just...
Audrey: ¡No toques nada! I'll be right back. [walks away]
[Milo grabs Audrey's wrench and begins turning valves, then hits it. The vehicle starts again.]
Mole: She lives!
Audrey: Hey, what'd you do?
Milo: Well, ya know, the boiler in this baby is a Humac model P-54 stroke 813. Now, we got the 814 back at the museum. The heating cores on the whole Humac line have always been a little, ya know, temperamental, so sometimes you gotta - Boom - Persuade 'em a little.
Audrey: Yeah, yeah, thank you very much. Shut up.
[Audrey spins around to face Milo, her hand clenched in a fist. Milo flinches.]
Audrey: Two for flinching.
[Audrey punches Milo twice. Mole laughs at him.]
[By then, it is time for the hungry crew to get some shut-eye. Milo changes into his pajamas and stands staring at the pile of canvas at his feet]
Vinny: Aren't you gonna pitch up your tent?
Milo: Uh...I did so. Guess I'm yet a little rusty at this. I haven't been camping since the last time Grandpa took me.
[Vinny shakes his head mournfully. Then with a pull here and a tug there, he organizes Milo's tent into a freestanding, functional structure]
[As they are turning in for the night, Audrey asks Milo what it is like having Thaddeus Thatch for a grandfather]
[Milo grins wistfully and sighs]
Milo: Where do you start? He was like a father to me, really. My parents died if I was a little boy, and he took me in.
[Then Milo chuckles to himself]
Audrey: What?
Milo: I was just thinking. One time until I was eight, we were hiking along the stream, and I saw something shining in the water. It was a genuine arrowhead. Well, you'd think I found a lost civilization the fashion Grandpa carried on about it.
[Milo laughs again fondly]
Milo: It wasn't until I was older that I realized the arrowhead was just some compressed shale mixed with zinc pyrite that had fractured into an isoceletic triangulate.
Mole: Ha, ha! That is so cute.
[There is silence for a moment, but Milo speaks up]
Milo: Say, Audrey, no offense, but how does a teenager become the chief mechanic of a multi-million-dollar expedition?
Audrey: [shrugs] Well, I took this job since my dad retired. But the funny fact was, he always wanted sons, right? One to run his machine shop, and one to be middleweight boxing champion. But he got my sister and me instead.
Milo: Then what just happened to your sister?
Audrey: [smirks] She's 24 and 0, with a shot at the title next month. Anyhow, I'm saving up where my Poppy and I can open another shop.
Vinny: Well, as far as me goes. I just love to blow stuff up. [He smoothes his shaggy mustache]
Sweet: C'mon, Vinny. Warn the boy the truth.
Vinny: My family owned a flower shop. We would sell roses, carnations, baby's breath–––you name it. One day, I'm making about three dozen corsages for this prom––you know, the one they put on their wrists. And everybody, they come. Where is this? Where is that? Does it match my dress? [He shakes his head in disgust] It's a nightmare. Any matter, I guess there was this leak next door––of gas or what? BOOM!! No more Chinese laundry. Blew me right through the front window. It was like a sign from heavens. [He holds his palms up to the heavens] I found myself, that boom.
[Just then, some dirt land on Milo's nose. He turns and spots Mole digging himself in for the night]
[Milo nods toward the commotion]
Milo: What's Mole's story?
[Dr. Sweet shakes his head, matter-of-factly]
Sweet: Trust me on this one. You don't want to know.
[Audrey opens her mouth to say something. But the doctor cuts her off]
Sweet: Audrey, don't warn him. You shouldn't have warned me, but you did so. And now I'm warning you, Milo, you don't want to know.
Milo: Wha––huh?
[Milo starts from his sleep with a strong and very funny feeling that someone is watching him. Drowsily, he looks around inside his tent. Nothing. No one.]
[He fumbles in the dark for a shovel, a flashlight and a roll of toilet paper and tiptoes out of his tent.]
[He waits until he is some distance from the tents before he switches his flashlight on. The bright beam illuminates the glimmering cave wall, but travels up the ceiling to the rock chandelier suspends from the cave ceiling.]
[Zwoop! Zwaap! Milo watches in awe as a swarm of fireflies emerge from the rock formation––awakened by the flashlight beam. At first, they are a beautiful sight, as they twinkle and glow and drift toward Milo. Moments later, he is shocked as a few of them lands on his tent, instantly setting it on fire. Then more fireflies land on other tents, with the same result. Within seconds, the entire camp is ablaze.]
Milo: Fire! Fire!
Rourke: Thatch. [Then he spots the massive wall of flames––and his fleeing crew.]
Helga: Get some water on that fire!
Rourke: No time! [He points to some smaller caves across the narrow stone bridge.] Get us into those caves! Move it, move it, move it!
[As faster as they can, the crew climbs into their vehicles and start across the bridge.]
[Faster, faster, Milo thinks.]
[Then, just as Mole's digger has almost reached the other side, a group of fireflies land on the fuel truck. It ignites in a fiery flash, and the force of the explosion breaks the ancient bridge in two.]
Mole: No! No! No! [Frantically, he tries to switch gears. But it's no use. The digger is going down, and it is taking the rest of the convoy with it.] NoooooOOOO!!!!
Sweet: Hold on, back up. Are you saying this whole volcano can blow at any time?
Mole: No, no, no, no. That would take an explosive force of great magnitude.
[Everyone looks at Vinny, who is fiddling with a time bomb.]
Vinny: Maybe I should do this later, huh?
[Kida tries to communicate with Milo, going through various languages]
Milo: Ita, sum amice viator.
Kida: Dices linguam Romae.
Milo: Parlez-vous francais?
Kida: Oui, monsieur!
Mole: They speak my language! Pardon, mademoiselle? [motions to Kida with his finger]
[Kida bends down to Mole, smiling sweetly]
Mole: Ah, voulez-vous...
[Mole whispers something to Kida. She gives a disgusted look and sharply punches him.]
Sweet: [clapping] Ooh, I like her!
Audrey: Hmm! 'Bout time someone hit him. I'm just sorry it wasn't me.
King Kashekim Nedakh: I know what you seek, and you will not find it here. Your journey has been in vain.
Commander Rourke: But we are peaceful explorers. Men of science.
King Kashekim Nedakh: [chuckles grimly as he sees Rourke's sidearm] And yet you bring weapons.
Commander Rourke: Our weapons allow us to remove... obstacles we may encounter.
King Kashekim Nedakh: Some obstacles cannot be removed with a mere show of force. Return to your people. You must leave Atlantis, at once.
Commander Rourke: Your Majesty, be reasonable.
Milo Thatch: Sir?
Commander Rourke: Not now, son.
Milo Thatch: Uh, trust me on this. We'd better do as he says.
Commander Rourke: May I respectfully request that... we stay one night, sir? That would give us time to rest, resupply, be ready to travel by morning.
King Kashekim Nedakh: Very well. One night. That is all.
King Kashekim Nedakh: Your heart has softened, Kida. A thousand years ago, you would have slain them on sight.
Kida: A thousand years ago, the streets were lit, and our people did not have to scavenge for food at the edge of a crumbling city!
King Kashekim Nedakh: The people are content.
Kida: They do not know any better! We were once a great people, now we live in ruins! The kings of our past would weep if they could see how far we have fallen!
King Kashekim Nedakh: Kida...
Kida: If these outsiders can unlock the secrets of our past, we might be able to save our future.
King Kashekim Nedakh: What they have to teach us, we have already learned.
Kida: Our way of life is dying.
King Kashekim Nedakh: Our way of life is preserved. [more gently] Kida, when you take the throne, you will understand.
Helga: [referring to Kida] Someone needs to talk to that girl.
Mole: I will go!
Vinny: Someone with good people skills.
Mole: I will do it!
Sweet: Someone who won't scare her away.
Mole: I volunteer!
Packard: Someone who can speak the language.
Mole: For the good of the mission, I will go!
Rourke: [to Milo, who has a pencil in his mouth; not paying attention or listening] Good man, Thatch. Thanks for volunteering. [Helga slyly smirks]
[Mole looks shocked, then cries]
Audrey: [nudging Milo] Go get 'em, tiger.
Milo: [To himself] Okay, Milo, don't take no for an answer. "Look, I have some questions for you, and I'm not leaving this city until they're answered." Yeah, that's it, that's good, that's good.
[Turns to talk to Kida, but she is no longer there. She appears behind him and grabs him]
Kida: I have some questions for you, and you are not leaving this city until they are answered!
Milo: Yeah, well, I- [realizing] Okay.
[Milo reads the Atlantean text in the underwater mural and rises to the surface with Kida]
Milo: [softly] The Heart of Atlantis.
Kida: What?
Milo: [Louder, excitedly] It's the Heart of Atlantis. That's what the shepherd was talking about. It wasn't a star; it was some kind of a crystal. [Holds up Kida's crystal] Like these. Don't you get it? The power source I've been looking for, the bright light you remember; they're the same thing.
Kida: It cannot be.
Milo: It's what keeping all these things- You, and all of Atlantis alive.
Kida: Then, where is it now?
Milo: I don't know, I don't know. You'd think something this important would be in the journal, but it- [Pauses as he realizes] Unless...the missing page.
[Milo is confronted by Rourke and the others, who are holding guns]
Commander Rourke: You have a nice swim?
Milo: Hey, guys. What's going on? What's- What's with all the guns? [notice that they are staring at him] Guys? [suddenly realizes; exhales] I'm such an idiot. This is just another treasure hunt for you. You're after the crystal!
Commander Rourke: [reveals the missing page] Oh, you mean this?
Milo: [Stunned] The Heart of Atlantis.
Commander Rourke: Yeah, about that, I would've told you this sooner, but it was strictly on a need-to-know basis, and, well, now you know. I had to be sure you were one of us. [raises his hand to Milo] Welcome to the club, son.
Milo: [backs away in disgust] I'm no mercenary.
[Rourke's mercenaries grab Kida, resulting in a struggle which takes place, which ends with Kida restrained.]
Commander Rourke: Mercenary? I prefer the term "adventure capitalist". Besides, you're the one who got us here. You led us right to the treasure chest.
Milo: [gets out of the water] You don't know what you're tampering with, Rourke!
Commander Rourke: What's to know? It's big, it's shiny, it's gonna make us all rich.
Milo: You think it's some kind of a diamond. I thought it was some kind of a battery, but we're both wrong. It's their life-force. That crystal is the only thing keeping these people alive. You take that away, and they'll die.
Commander Rourke: Well, that changes things. Helga, what do you think?
Helga Sinclair: Knowing that, I'd double the price.
Commander Rourke: I was thinking triple.
Milo: Rourke, don't...do this!
Commander Rourke: Academics. You never want to get your hands dirty. Think about it. If you gave back every stolen artifact from a museum you'd be left with an empty building. We're just providing a necessary service to the archeological community.
Milo: Not interested.
Commander Rourke: I got to admit, I'm disappointed. You're an idealist, just like your grandfather. Do yourself a favor, Milo. Don't be like him. For once, do the smart thing. [Milo silently stares at Rourke with anger] I really hate it when negotiations go sour. [Snap his fingers allowing his men to point the gun at Kida and cock them] Let's try this again. [shows Milo the missing page on the Heart of Atlantis again]
[Rourke and the others destroy the door to the throne room with a bomb]
Vinny: Knock, knock.
Cookie: [Raises and aims shotgun] Room service!
[Nedakh's guards raise their spears]
Helga Sinclair: [Holds Kida as hostage] Tell them to drop their weapons, now!
[Nedakh, in Atlantean, tells his guards to drop their spears and they do so]
Helga Sinclair: [Rourke's men search the room for the Heart of Atlantis] Spread out! Search everywhere!
Commander Rourke: You're not applying yourself, son. There's got to be something else.
Milo: Well, there isn't. It just says, "The heart of Atlantis lies in the eyes of her king."
Commander Rourke: Well, then maybe Old King Cole here can help us fill in the blanks. How about it, chief? Where's the crystal chamber?
King Kashekim Nedakh: You will destroy yourselves.
Commander Rourke: Maybe I'm not being clear.
[Rourke punches Nedakh hard in the chest, shocking everyone including Kida. Nedakh falls on the ground, wounded]
Kida: [Angry Atlantean speaking]
Sweet: Rourke, this was not a part of the plan!
Commander Rourke: Plan's changed, doc. I'd suggest you put a bandage on that bleeding heart of yours. It doesn't suit a mercenary. [Sits on Nedakh's throne, knocking over a bowl of fruit and spilling its contents everywhere] Well, as usual, diplomacy has failed us. [To Nedakh] Now I'm going to count to 10 and you're going to tell me where the crystal is. 1. [cocks pistol] 2. [Aims at Nedakh, shocking everyone] 9. T- [stops as he looks at the water than back at the book]
[The presence of Heart of Atlantis has been revealed in the water]
Commander Rourke: "The heart of Atlantis lies in the eyes of her king"? This is it, we're in! [throws the Shepherd's Journal back at Milo and heads to the entrance to Heart of Atlantis]
Milo: Rourke, for the last time, you've got to listen to me. You don't have the slightest idea what this power is capable of.
Helga Sinclair: True, but I can think of a few countries who'd pay anything to find out.
Commander Rourke: Hurry. Get on.
[Milo, Kida, Rourke and Helga get on the platform leading to find the Heart of Atlantis]
Commander Rourke: Jackpot!
Milo: [to the guys who are preparing to leave with the Heart of Atlantis] So... I guess this is how it ends, huh? Fine, you win. You're wiping out an entire civilization, but, hey... [coldly] you'll be rich. [To Audrey] Congratulations, Audrey, guess you and your dad can probably start that second garage after all. [To Vinny] And Vinny, you can start a whole chain of flower shops. I'm sure your family's gonna be very proud. [To everyone else] But that's what it's all about, right? [angrily] Money.
Commander Rourke: Get off your soapbox, Thatch. You've read Darwin. It's called natural selection. We're just helping it along.
Helga Sinclair: Commander, we're ready.
Commander Rourke: Yeah, give me a minute. I know I'm forgetting something. I got the cargo, the crystal, the crew- Oh, yeah. [Punches Milo in the face, throwing him to the ground, causing him to lose the picture and the Atlanteans to gasp and be shocked as well] Look at it this way, son. You were the man who discovered Atlantis, and now, you're part of the exhibit. [catches Milo's glasses and breaks his picture of him and Thaddeus and then returns the glasses to Milo who’s wiping blood off his lip.] Let's move, people.
Helga Sinclair: That was an order, not a suggestion. Let's go!
[Audrey, Vinny, Mole and Cookie decide to switch to Milo's side]
Packard: [Sighs] We're all gonna die. [Joins them]
Commander Rourke: [Outraged] Oh, you can't be serious.
Audrey: This is wrong, and you know it!
Commander Rourke: We're this close to our biggest payday ever and you pick now of all times to grow a conscience?!
Vinny: We've done a lot of things we're not proud of: [counting off fingers] robbing graves, eh, plundering tombs, double parking, but nobody got hurt. Well...maybe somebody got hurt, but nobody we knew.
Commander Rourke: Well, if that's the way you want it, fine. [Turns to the car] More for me. [Gets in the car] P.T. Barnum was right.
[Rourke, Helga and their mercenaries drives away and departs Atlantis with Kida in it and causing the waterfall to be stop and the Atlanteans' crystals lose power]
Milo: We can't let them do this!
Vinny: Wait a second! [Holds Milo back] [After crossing the bridge, Rourke presses a detonator, and everybody dives for cover as the bridge is blown up] Okay, now you can go.
Sweet: [Off-screen] Milo, you better get up here!
King Kashekim Nedakh: [about Kida] She has been chosen. Like her mother before her.
Milo: What?
King Kashekim Nedakh: In times of danger, the crystal would choose a host, one of royal blood, to protect itself and its people. It will accept no other.
Milo: W-W-Wait a minute. "Choose"? You mean, this thing is alive?
King Kashekim Nedakh: In a way. The crystal thrives on the collective emotions of all who came before us. In return, it provides power. Longevity. Protection. As it grew, it developed a consciousness of its own. [weakly coughs] In my arrogance, I sought to use it as a weapon of war. But its power proved too great to control. It overwhelmed us...and led to our destruction.
Milo: That's why you hid it beneath the city; To keep history from repeating itself.
King Kashekim Nedakh: And to prevent Kida from suffering the same fate as my beloved wife.
Milo: What do you mean? Wh- W- What's going to happen to her?
King Kashekim Nedakh: If she remains bonded to the crystal, she could be lost to it forever. The love of my daughter is all I have left. My burden would have become hers when the time was right...but now, it falls to you. [gives Milo his pendant]
Milo: Me?
King Kashekim Nedakh: Return the crystal. [weakly coughs] Save Atlantis. Save my daughter. [dies]
[After King Kashekim Nedakh dies]
Sweet: So, what's it gonna be?
Milo: Excuse me?
Sweet: I followed you in, and I'll follow you out. It's your decision.
Milo: Oh, my decision? I think we've seen how effective my decisions have been. Let's recap: I lead a band of plundering vandals to the greatest archaeological find in recorded history, thus enabling the kidnap and/or murder of the royal family, not to mention personally delivering the most powerful force known to man into the hands of a mercenary nutcase WHO'S PROBABLY GONNA SELL IT TO THE KAISER! HAVE I LEFT ANYTHING OUT?!
Sweet: Well, you did set the camp on fire and drop us down that big hole.
Milo: Thank you! Thank you very much.
Sweet: Of course, it's been my experience, when you've hit the bottom, the only place left to go is up.
Milo: Huh, who told you that?
Sweet: A fellow by the name of Thaddeus Thatch.
[said while flying into battle]
Milo: Okay, here's the plan. We're gonna come in low and fast and take 'em by surprise.
Audrey: Well, I've got news for you, Milo: Rourke is never surprised, and he's got a lot of guns.
Milo: Great! Well, do you have any suggestions?
Vinny: Yeah! Don't get shot!
[Milo almost gets shot by an airplane]
Milo: Holy smokes! You told me he only had guns!
Audrey: What I said was he's never surprised!
[as Rourke is pushing the balloon with the crystal and Kida attached to it, he notices Thatch's rescue squad]
Milo: There they are!
Rourke: [to his men] We've got company!
[Audrey and Sweet are trying to free Kida. Audrey is attempting to cut through a chain with Sweet's medical saw.]
Audrey: I thought you said this thing could cut through a femur in 28 seconds!
Sweet: Less talk, more saw!
[Rourke attempts to toss Helga off the balloon to "lighten the load" but Helga jumps back up and kicks him.]
Helga: You said we were in this together! [she kicks him in the face] You promised me a percentage! [attempts to kick him again, but Rourke catches her leg]
Rourke: Next time, get in writing! [he tosses her off]
Helga: Rourke!
Rourke: Nothing personal!
[As Milo and Rourke fight, a dying Helga takes out her flare gun and aims it at the balloon.]
Helga: Nothing personal...
[she fires at the balloon to fall down and Rourke breaks the "IN CASE OF FIRE BREAK GLASS" emergency box and grabs the axe to kill Milo]
Rourke: Tired, Mr. Thatch?! [attacks Milo] Aww, that's a darn shame... [Milo realizes the shard of Kida's glass] CAUSE I'M JUST GETTING WARMED UP!
[Volcanic eruption rumbles]
Mole: [alarmed] The volcano: she awakes!
Vinny: [Waving a lit stick of dynamite] Hey, I had nothing to do with it.
Cookie: This here would be a good place not to be.
Milo: [grabs chains to Kida's shed] No, wait. We got to get her back or the whole city will die.
Audrey: And if we don't get out of here, we'll die!
Milo: It's the only way to reverse this. Just do it!
[Audrey hanging up the chained in the container and everyone pulls forward and breaks, But the escape to Kida and everyone stops, Milo climbs down]
Audrey: Milo, no!
[Milo get a chain, and then chained up Kida in container to move out with everyone]
Milo: Go!! [Everyone flying chased by lava in volcano to flow like Aladdin] AAAAH! Whoa! [rip the Mole's digger] Whoa!
[Now the fly the crystal back to city of Atlantis, Atlantean take a spear to Milo and handed to Kida]
Mole: The fissure. It is about to eject it's pyroclastic fury!
Sweet: Milo, Mole says the wall's going to blow!
[Milo use spear pull out the Container, The Atlanteans gasps and shocked by brightness. The Crystal Kida comes the ancient Power Source to beneath the city, the powers on the Heart of Atlantis gets lighter, the stone effigies awakens. As the Crystal Kida lift up The Heart of Atlantis just like her mother. She use a Magic powers as everyone sees. It shooting laser beams, the stone guardian powers move into great view and the others of all them. Packard took photographer getting close a causing volcano pyroclastic flow by lava, the stone guardians until waiting, which save Atlantis creates a Protective Shield. The Lava turns to Magma rock it freezes, Until breaks away harmlessly, and showing a restored Atlantis; The Heart of Atlantis release, Kida returns to Milo, after the city is saved from the volcano, and she wakes up]
Kida: Milo? [She open her hand with a palm saw bracelet, it leaves her mother]
[As Kida gets her bracelet, and then she embraces to Milo. When she turns to saving the city of Atlantis and the others successfully have surface to keep the discovery of Atlantis secret. Kida holds Milo's hand be praying]
[last lines]
Milo: Dear Mr. Whitmore. I hope this piece of proof is enough for you. It sure convinced me. Thanks, from both of us. Milo Thatch.

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