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: 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 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
: Knowing that, I'd double the price. Commander Rourke
: I was thinking triple.
: Someone needs to talk to that girl. Mole
: I will go! Vinny
: Someone with good people skills. Mole
: I will do it! Dr. Sweet
: Someone who won't scare her away. Mole
: I volunteer! Wilhelmina
: Someone who can speak the language. Mole
: For the good of the mission, I will go! Commander Rourke
: [to Milo, who is not paying attention
] Good man, Thatch. Thanks for volunteering.
: So, I guess this is how it ends, huh? Fine, you win. You're wiping out an entire civilization, but, hey, you'll be rich. Congratulations, Audrey. Guess you and your dad'll be able to open that second garage after all. And, Vinny, you-you can start a whole chain of flower shops. I'm sure your family's gonna be very proud. But that's what it's all about, right? Money. Commander Rourke
: Get off your soapbox, Thatch. You've read Darwin. It's called natural selection. We're just helping it along.
: I love it when I win.
: Looks like all our chances for survival rest with you, Mr. Thatch. You and that little book.
: So we find this masterpiece. Then what? Mole
: When do we dig? Milo
: Actually, we don't have to dig. You see, according to the journal, the path to Atlantis will take us down a tunnel at the bottom of the ocean and will come up a curve into an air pocket, right here, where we'll find the remnants of an ancient highway that will lead us to Atlantis. Kind of like the grease trap in your sink. Helga
: Cartographer, linguist, plumber. Hard to believe he's still single. Mole
: You said there would be digging. Helga
: Go away, Mole.
: [in Atlantean
] All will be well, Milo Thatch. Be not afraid. Commander Rourke
: What did she say? Milo
: I... I don't know, I didn't catch it.
: You're an idealist, just like your grandfather. Do yourself a favor, Milo, don't be like him. For once, do the smart thing.
: You said we were in this together! You promised me a percentage! Commander Rourke
: Next time, get it in writing.
: Someone's having a good time. Commander Rourke
: Like a kid at Christmas.
: Commander, there were not supposed to be people down here. This changes everything. Commander Rourke
: This changes nothing.
: 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.
: Are you sure you're checked out on this class of vehicle? Milo
: Uhm... Commander Rourke
: Can you drive a truck? Milo
: 'Course I can drive a truck. Sure, you got your steering and your gas and your brake and, of course, this metal, uh, looking... thing. Okay, so it was a bumper car at Coney Island, but it's the same basic principle.
: "Mercenary"? I prefer the term "adventure capitalist".
: Academics, you never wanna 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.
[about the sound of the Leviathan
] Commander Rourke
: What is it? A pod of whales? Wilhelmina
: Uh-uh. Bigger. Helga
: It sounds metallic. Could be an echo off one of the rocks. Wilhelmina
: Do you wanna do my job? Be my guest.
: Well, as usual, diplomacy has failed us. Now, I'm going to count to ten, and you're going to tell me where the crystal is. One, two, nine...
: Tell Cookie to melt the butter and break out the bibs. I want this lobster served up on a silver platter.
: I know I'm forgetting something. I got the cargo, the crystal, the crew... Oh yeah.
] Commander Rourke
: Look at it this way, son. You were the man who discovered Atlantis, and now you're part of the exhibit.
[Rourke has just punched the King when he refused to tell him where the crystal chamber is, and an upset Dr. Sweet checks on the mortally wounded king
] Dr. Sweet
: Rourke, this was not a part of the plan! Commander Rourke
: The plan's changed, Doc. I'd suggest you put a bandage on that bleeding heart of yours, it doesn't suit a mercenary.
: [after Kida speaks to them in Atlantean, replying in halting Atlantean
] I... travel... friend. Princess Kida
: [In Atlantean
] You... travel, you are a friendly traveler. Milo
: Ita, sum amice viator. Princess Kida
: Dices linguam Romae. Milo
: Parlez-vous francais? Princess Kida
: Oui, monsieur. Mole
: They speak my language! Pardon, mademoiselle, ah, voulez-vous...
[He whispers in Kida's ear and she punches him
] Dr. Sweet
: Ooh, I like her. Audrey
: Hmm. 'Bout time someone hit him. I'm just sorry it wasn't me. Atlanteans
: Buenos dias. Ciao. Guten tag. Konnichiwa. Namaste. Ni hao. Audrey
: How do they know all these languages? Milo
: Their language must be based on a root dialect. It's just like the Tower of Babel. Commander Rourke
: Well, maybe English is in there somewhere. We are explorers from the surface world. We come in peace. Princess Kida
: Welcome to the city of Atlantis.