The Vault (Way Down)

Put it down, clean it off.

Walter, there"s 30 million here.

We can"t sit here all day. The customs...

We stay until the job"s done.

James, we "re clear, but it won" t last.

Any sign?

No.

And there"s still one last gap to check.

Okay. I"m going in.

No. You won"t get through with the gear.

That"s not a problem.

He can "t free-dive. It" s on a slope.

He"s made his choice.

How long has he been under?

Two minutes.

Craig, do you have eyes on James?

No. Maybe he found another...

Were you worried about me, Walter?

That would suggest I cared, James.

Well, if you didn"t before, you will now.

Bring it up. Bring it home.

Next cage is coming.

Oh, look at it.

Bring it in, boys.

Drop it now.

Atlantis crew, this is Spanish customs.

Raise your hands and prepare to be boarded.

Our conclusions are irrefutable.

The Virgin of Guadalupe was a Spanish galleon

and its remains were found under Spanish jurisdiction.

Mr. Moreland"s assertion

that the law of salvage is applicable is preposterous.

This was piracy.

The Spanish claim of ownership is the only piracy here.

My crew and I invested years in the search...

Mr. Moreland,

you have provided no contract from an owner,

nor permission to salvage from the Spanish authorities.

The cargo salvaged by the Atlantic Group

is the sole property of the Spanish Crown.

There"s got to be something the government can do.

I like you,

but I helped you at Her Majesty"s pleasure.

Her Majesty"s pleasure was half the bounty.

And now she won"t see a penny.

She"ll live with it.

What if you don"t have to?

We lost. We can"t step in.

We lost in court. What if... Stop. I"m not hearing this.

We"ve only weeks before researchers are granted access.

How long before they realize what they have?

Still fighting.

Why can"t we just live our lives?

I"ve lived my life every day.

I mean real life, a normal life.

Do you know how many times I"ve been to Paris?

Fifty-three.

Know how many times I"ve climbed the Eiffel Tower?

None.

Climbing the Eiffel Tower.

That"s living a normal life?

It "s over, Walter. You heard where they" re taking it.

Right this way.

Hi.

Ah.Sorry I"m late.

That"s all right. Take a seat.

I hope no one else snuck in ahead of us this morning.

You"re the first.Excellent.

This is a unique position for a 22-year-old student,

but fitting for the boy genius whose concrete bell idea

helped Best Oil with their oil spill problem in the Gulf of Mexico.

The people.

Excuse me?

I wasn"t helping Best Oil.

I was helping the people who were left with the mess caused by Best Oil.

Yes, of course. Yes.

But what matters here is that it was your idea that solved the problem.

You see, yours is precisely the sort of mind we"re looking for.

Thank you. Oh, thank you.

So what we can offer you

is a $400,000 starting salary.

A corner office.

Shares in the company.

A team working under you.

I think I sent you guys a project.

About drilling wells?

In desert areas.

With a relatively modest investment,

you can go a long way

towards eliminating the water problem in the Sahel.

Yes, of course. A magnificent project.

You never got back to me.

It"s not our sector.

Do you have any idea how humiliating this is for me?

The eight leading multinationals,

and you shit on their hospitality.

Because I don"t want to follow you

into the corporate hellscape of Big Oil?

I simply told them the truth, Dad.

And their interests just didn"t align with my interests.

Yes, of course.

Your interests.

So, what are those interests then?

Your main course.

Bon appétit.

Look, Thom. You"re an adult.

You can do whatever you want in life, but you still need a real job.

Save the world if that"s your thing. But nothing is free.

And those companies, they were offering you the opportunity of a lifetime.

Don"t mess it up.

Where are you going? Just going to get some fresh air.

Sir? Your coat.

Thank you.

I-I didn"t...

Oh, no, I"m good for now, actually.

I"ll be back.

Hi.

Hi.

Hello. Hi. I, um...

Do we...

Um, do you, um...

were produced by Vietnamese sweatshops all over...

Claudia!

Claudia Valenti is curating an exhibit on Spanish Romantics.

Good evening.

What"s that?

My new assistant.

Ooh. You fly to Madrid tomorrow, yes?

That"s why I came. Mm-hmm.

You forgot to sign the official request for inspection.

Ah. Well, I do apologize.

It"s okay. Now...

Um... here.

Nice.

Ehere.

Uh-huh.

Thank you. You"re welcome.

Have a safe trip. See you.

Now, the rest of you, I"m going to treat...

Why did you do that?

Do what?

Well, you stole his wallet.

I thought you did.

Check your pocket.

What did you do?

Okay, I"m maybe just very boring,

but I really don"t want to get involved with this, okay? Thank you.

Look, you can give it back to its owner,

tell him you found it on the floor,

and remain a law-abiding citizen.

Make your daddy proud. It"s okay.

Or?

Be an accomplice and come with me.

Fucking rain, huh? Yeah.

See that table?

Wait for me there.

Along with your father"s voice mails,

you"ll hear from several leading oil companies with increasingly rich offers.

Beer.

Don"t worry about Lorraine. She can look after herself.

Oh, it"s Lorraine now.

Enough with this cloak-and-dagger nonsense. What"s this game all about?

I"m Walter Moreland.

I"m the owner of a salvage business.

And I have a job offer.

I want you to help me break into the vault

of the most secure location in the world.

Okay, very good.

Do I look like Danny Ocean?

He"s a, uh...

I"m an engineer.

And your idea ended the Gulf crisis.

Where others saw futility, you saw a solution.

It"s the same with my problem.

I see an impossible task.

You might see a way to overcome it.

You probably need a safe cracker, someone who actually does this stuff.

Thieves want to rob a bank today, they use a keyboard and a modem.

Great. Go and do that.

I"m not a thief.

Oh, really? How do you figure?

Well, the vault, how it works, what it is,