- After I do the cut, there's going to be a lot of blood.
But after much trial and error,
I think I found a way to stop it.
You're going to be fine.
- Hippo, drop everything. - Ahh!
- I didn't mean literally, but fine.
- Um, are we good here? - No, we're not.
Because every time I try to do one thing
to actually advance science, I get interrupted.
- I actually meant all this red.
- Anyway, they're having a launch ceremony
for our new unsinkable boat.
- Why would I go to that?
- Well, as the designer of the unsinkable boat,
it wouldn't instill much confidence
if you didn't show up.
- It doesn't run on belief.
It's unsinkable whether I'm there or not.
- Come on, I've always wanted a navy.
All the serious cities have one,
and the whole family has to make a showing.
- All right.
- We got some yellow leaking too now.
- You'll be fine.
Exactly as fine as you were before.
But I was going to make you a god.
- Aw, nuts.
- Come on, roll faster.
- Literally, no part of me was designed for land.
Anyone else in my situation couldn't
do a tenth of what I do.
I am so unappreciated in this—
Ahh! - Oh, not again.
- Not again?
Did the sea creature who overcame every single obstacle
to live on land and built your entire city
for you almost die?
Is that what you're saying? Not again?
- I'm just saying it happens a lot.
- And half the time it's your fault.
Either you trip me or you step on my wheels
or you blow that whistle that's the exact right frequency
to shatter my helmet.
- That whistle is designed to scare away
the birds that keep swooping at my hair,
and I will not apologize for that.
- Navy sucks! Army rules!
- I like the enthusiasm,
but that's not really the spirit of the event.
- Where are my gods at?
Oh, right. Not here.
Stupendous, block the light, will you?
- You know I'm a warrior, right?
Not some kind of butt-kiss head priestess or something.
- Well, you're my daughter.
I created you and didn't leave you on a rock for coyotes.
So I don't know what job title you'd prefer,
but the sun is in my eyes, so block it.
- Get a head priestess.
- All right, are we ready
to go wave at some sailors and launch a boat?
Hippo, let's go. We could be on the dock by now.
- Unexpected.
- Oh, god!
It's sinking as fast as the sinkable ships.
- Well, I still don't like being late.
- What the hell is that? - And who the hell built it?
- And why the hell is there no food at this ceremony?
- Food's here.
- So there's an entire kingdom under the ocean?
- Atlantis, yes.
We're known for our beautiful parks.
And secondarily, for being underwater.
- They call it the "Babylon of the Ocean."
- Babylon is the Atlantis of the land.
- We came as soon as we knew, brother.
- Knew?
Look, this is when you threw up on Agamemnon.
- That wound up on the gossip vases?
I didn't know there were potterazzi there.
Well, that's cool.
- I don't understand.
- One of our own out in the wild.
You're one of us.
You didn't know?
- An Atlantean? Did you know, Hippo?
Did you, Dad? - I knew I'd slept with a fish.
One does know every fish has a story.
- My first memories involve a lot of muck and survival.
Mostly muck, but also survival.
Can't recall a sea paradise.
- You must have lost your way somehow.
But now, it's time for you to come home.
- Eh, I'm good. - Oh, Hippo.
Oh, I'm sorry, he's weird. Wait, are all Atlanteans weird?
No offense. He's just so weird.
Now, I don't imagine you'd be interested in trading
one of your boats for a shipwreck?
No? OK.
But we could give you, for example, fire.
Although I'm not sure how we'd get it to you.
I'm going to assume it's pretty wet down there.
- We must leave.
These suits will keep us alive only for so long.
If your brother wishes to return to Atlantis,
he must decide. - Right.
No worries about the boats and the drowned soldiers then.
Or the rug.
- There.
Now you won't forget to put your fingie in the hole.
- Thank you.
- Hippo, there is a secret underwater civilization
with a boat that goes underwater—
and not in a sinking way— and you're not going to visit?
- I've been underwater. I came out for a reason.
- What about seeing where you're from?
Getting to know your people? Maybe you could find your mom.
- I'll pass.
If a sea mom takes an interest in her newborn children,
it's usually because she wants to eat them.
- Wouldn't you like to find out?
- Do me a favor.
Let's not pretend this is about me.
You want to go down there to be a monarch
and meet another monarch and do dumb monarching things
like trade negotiations or something.
- It's called kinging.
And I can't do it if you don't go.
- Then I guess you can't do it. - It's just a visit.
We'd be stronger than Sparta if we had one of those boats.
I'll give you immunity. - Full immunity.
- Full. - When?
- One time of your choosing.
- For any crime against city, man, god, or you?
- Full immunity.
I really like kinging.
- What do you think of this at the foot of the bed?
Or up here on the ceiling?
Ugh, now the rest of the ceiling looks so bare.
- This is why you wouldn't let me go weapon shopping
with my brother? I knew it.
- Still waiting for an answer on the divan.
Yes? No?
- Knock-knock.
I hope I'm not interrupting.
- Who is this?
Kill her for me.
- Oh, I can wait outside.
I just didn't know if I was supposed
to meet you in here or— - No, no. Come in.
Mom, this is the head of one of your Delirian cults.
She's going to be your new head priestess.
- I see.
Are yours the grovelers or the loud ones
who really want to engage?
You'll forgive me, I do get the sects confused.
- Oh, don't you worry about any of that.
I'm here for you, not the other way around.
You focus on how you want to spend your time,
and I'll take care of everything else.
Oh, you know, I'm sorry, but can I just say—
I hope this isn't inappropriate.
I love your home.
- Do you? - Are you kidding?
I mean, I would have expected that your sense
of interior design would be unmatched.
You're the goddess Deliria.
But still, to see it, it—
I'm sorry, I'm fawning. Oh.
- Oh, no. Fawn away.
- Obviously, I live to serve.
But apart from the temples, if you ever needed help
around the palace, like if you wanted
to hang more of these incredible drapes,
for example— - Ooh, more drapes.
Interesting. Do you think that would work?
Where would you put them? - Good. See, Mom?
She's going to take care of you.
If you want someone to boss around
and thank you for doing it, that'll be her.
- Stupendous, please.
I am trying to speak with my priestess.
- OK then, maybe I'll go find a bear to fight.
Or a bear made out of other bears.
What are those bears think they're up to?
- So do you really have no interest
in seeing where you're from?
- I guess the tech is interesting,
but I'm in it for the immunity.
You got a clear sense of what you want down there
so we can be in and out quick?
I know I said in and out. That does not require you to—
- Not too quick, I should hope.
Although in some cases, that's just the thing.
- Gotta remember to think before I speak.
Seriously, though, I got work to do up there.
What's your plan? - Well,
since we're the first land people to discover Atlantis,
I'm thinking we could be exclusive trading partners.
- Exclusive and trading partners
seem to be a contradiction, but color me intrigued.
- You guys better put your suits on.
- Welcome home, Hippocampus, prince of Atlantis.
- Prince? - Prince?
- I know why we're saying prince,
because I've been paying attention.
But if anyone did want to explain—
Hail. Hail. Hail. Hail. Hail. Hail.
- I could actually get used to this.
Hail. Hail. Hail.
- You know, I have to admit, this place is incredible.
Look at the lights, the vehicles,
the no people fighting or urinating in the streets.
- I'm happy you like it, Your Highness.
And I hope you'll make it your home.
- I'm seriously considering it.
Hey, guys, come on, keep up.
Tired of having to accommodate you.
- Very well done. - Touché.
- Perfectly played. - Bull's-eye.
- Ouchie-ouchie.
- Over here is our transportation hub.
And this is one of our many beautiful parks.
- I particularly appreciate how you've rounded up
all your criminals for our visit.
That's something we in Krapopolis
need to do better at, actually.
- You'll find no criminals here.
We only have a single jail cell.
Mostly for when people hit the clam juice too hard.
- So there is alcohol.
Well, that answers my first three questions.
- I spent my whole life thinking
I'd come from nothing, but this isn't the muck.
This is advanced society.
- Surely you sensed you were special.
- I did. I just didn't know why.
- Well, now that we know, let's talk alliances, technology.
We're very interested in the ships,
the artificial light, the squid zappers.
- Interested in hearing more about this clam juice as well.
- Well, we've scheduled a meeting for Tyrannis
and your father to discuss an exchange of military
and technological information.
But for you, Hippocampus,
we have something much bigger planned.
You're going to meet your mother.
- Eh, kind of more into the tech thing, to be honest.
- Hippo, with the "ehs," seriously?
- I guess I'm just not that geeked about moms.
- Oh, I remember her.
- Hello, son.
- Mom?
- Oh, I'm so sorry. Do you have an appointment?
- Seriously? - Oh, that's just my daughter.
Let her in. - Welcome.
- Stupendous, I see you've met my priestess.
- We already met, Mom. - Just started yesterday.
- Yeah, I was there. - And already indispensable.
You were there. Are you sure?
- I set it up, remember? - Priestess,
was my daughter here yesterday when you arrived?
- She was, yes. - Oh.
I suppose you were here.
- Wait a minute, did you give her the—
- Pendant that contains a small portion of my power?
Yes, enabling her to act in my name
as my divine representative.
- Why would you do that, Mom? You just met this person.
- It makes it easier for her to assist me, of course.
Leaves me more time to follow my bliss.
- Are you messing with me because you're mad
I don't want to be your servant?
- Oh, are you jealous,
because I found someone who appreciates
her position beneath me?
- If I may?
It must be challenging for your daughter to suddenly
have a new person in your life.
- That's not it.
- Didn't I tell you about her moods?
Ugh, that's why I gave you my necklace, by the way.
What would she do with it?
- I'm sorry my tear caused a benthic storm.
I'm not used to the physics down here, I guess.
- Don't give it another thought.
Look at you, you're one in a million.
- Aww.
- I'll never forget the day you were born.
- Whoa, I think I actually remember that.
Is that possible?
- I believe so, particularly with you.
I could see even then that you were special.
- Well, you know, I do my best.
- How did you manage to solve the land breathing problem?
Our technology allows us to stay on land
only for about an hour.
- Oh, you need a filtration system.
- Incredible.
Sketch it out for me.
- So that right there is our meat deworming facility.
Meat deworming is something you guys should really look into.
Excuse me.
- Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm.
Getting back to the tunnels, though.
What's the standard on secret tunnels in the back?
- Quite common. We've got plenty of them.
Here, here, here.
And this one leads right into my bedroom,
in case we're being invaded,
and I just don't want to deal with it.
- Mm-hmm.
And the entrance to that tunnel?
I mean, the exit.
- Son, I've bugged out of enough cities
to know when people are planning a surprise attack.
And I have to say, these people have done nothing
but explore our military weaknesses.
- Oh, nonsense. They're just being thorough.
- How many men, just as a thought exercise,
do you think it would take to, say,
I don't know, thoroughly overwhelm your civilization
and kill all land dwellers, hmm?
- Hittites.
I hate these guys.
- That which is given we now use to take.
Through us shall she be known and through us alone.
- I knew she was up to something janky.
- Yeah, so this is how you build a helmet more or less like mine.
You can stay on land indefinitely
with one of these.
- Ingenious.
May I show this to my science team?
- I'd be insulted if you didn't.
- My son.
- Oh, no, get ready for some more blubbering.
Because this guy just became a crier.
But seriously, do we need to worry about
another one of those crazy water storms?
- Yes.
- Hippo, I'm very nervous about the amount of information
we've been giving them. - Yes.
And in exchange for very little,
you have to drink about a gallon of clam juice
before you even feel the slightest thing.
We must have practically bathed in it.
- I do not remember you. - What are you saying?
- They're probing our weaknesses, Hippo.
- Wow. I'm sorry, Mom.
- No, no, they're absolutely right.
We will be attacking the land in the morning.
- See?
They'll be attacking the land in—oh, no.
- What's happened?
Did you think of a comeback to something I said days ago
and you just couldn't wait? - No.
Your priestess— - High priestess.
- She's here? - No, high priestess.
She's my high priestess now.
It really allows me to take a step back.
- She's a Hittite, Mom. And you can say,
"Don't reinforce stereotypes, Stupendous."
But she literally was chanting
over the necklace you gave her.
It's some kind of witch biz.
- So she has a past.
Who doesn't?
- It's not her past, it's her present.
And it's specifically about killing gods.
- Oh, Stupendous, I didn't think of you
as the jealous type.
- This has nothing to do with jealousy.
You can't trust that priestess!
- Hi, Priestess.
- I don't care what her title is.
I just care—
- No, I was saying hi to the priestess.
- Hi.
- Mom, you can't invade Krapopolis.
It's my home.
- Factually inaccurate at best.
- Do you not care what I want at all?
- I told you, you're one in a million.
According to our customs, a brood of mixed heritage
must be birthed outside city walls.
Most of your siblings died immediately,
some, admittedly, by my own hand.
Jaws, actually.
Mmm.
It's been a while since I've had babies.
I could go for some now.
Did you get the schematics?
- Yep. You got the helmet?
- He gave it up without a fight.
All in all, not a bad visit.
- That's why you came for me. You were using me.
- Oh, grow up. Everyone uses everyone.
You think I like the ambassador
accidentally brushing a fin against my side gills
every time he squeezes past me?
- That's just— I'm happily married.
I think you misunderstand.
- But I allow it because his father
killed off the master whale.
Read an Atlantis history book.
It's a really big deal.
- So I'm garbage to you?
- On the contrary, you've proved your superiority
the only way that matters.
By surviving.
You've earned the right to join us
in our conquest of the land.
- Hard pass.
- That's fine too.
- Huh? - All right, kill these guys?
- No. Jail is fine.
- All right, just let me squeeze past you here.
There we go.
- Only one jail cell in their whole civilization,
and here we are in it.
- Who cares how many jail cells?
What difference does that make?
We're in jail either way.
- I'm just trying to make conversation.
- All right now, let's not fight.
- I want to fight, because it's your fault we're down here.
I didn't want to come. - Nice, huh?
- Is it your fault?
- Um, no?
- I knew it was stupid to care about family.
- Wow, that smarts.
Not pulling any punches, I guess.
- In or ex, for present company 'clusion?
- I don't mean you guys. You don't count.
You're like family.
- I'm tracing the logic here,
and I think I'm either touched or furious.
- I wanted to be recognized as special, to be loved.
And I was.
By you guys.
- Touched. - Furious—ly touched.
I'm sorry, I wasn't paying attention.
- I love you, brother.
Oh, come here.
- No, you idiot! I'm breaking us out of here.
Take cover.
Brace yourselves.
- Oh, man, I gotta lay off the clams.
- I knew you were a bit woo-woo, but this is too much.
What kind of Delirian priestess are you?
- One who will speak for Deliria,
represent Deliria, receive her prayers and offerings.
There is no higher authority on the will of Deliria than I.
- Except for Deliria.
- Oh, she's not around.
Deliria worship will go so much more smoothly without Deliria.
You'll see, as you watch powerless
from within this gem.
- And now we're both dying.
I can't believe you.
- None of this would have happened if you weren't
so offended by the idea of helping your mother.
- I have no problem helping you.
I just don't like being taken for granted.
- I have never taken you for granted.
You're one of my prized possessions.
- I'm not a possession, Mom.
I'm my own person.
- Seems like splitting hairs.
- You can ask me to help, but you don't get to tell me to.
It's my decision!
- Well, if it's really that important to you,
Stupendous, permission to act freely
with regard to saving or not saving our lives.
Whatever feels right to you. - Good enough.
- You're too late. The gem will be satisfied.
- OK.
- Excellent arm snap.
- Thanks for noticing.
- All right, we're here.
But now what? How do we stop the invasion?
- The same way you stop birds from flying into your hair.
- There's a few.
Bird poison? Oh.
But what about you?
- Ty-proofing is built into my budget at this point.
Blow that thing.
- This is the choice you make?
I may not have been the greatest mother.
- You make my mother look like a—well, like a barracuda.
But a better barracuda.
She at least never tried to eat me.
- Well—
- Everything I did made you strong.
But you'd rather live in a place where you move slower?
Where you're weaker? Where you're a freak?
Is that what you're telling me?
- My strength doesn't come from being
the one fish who swam the right direction
and didn't get eaten.
It comes from everything I did after that.
The experience, the struggle,
the same way land people struggle.
Gravity without water is a real pain in the ass.
What makes me strong is the weakness.
I don't want to be strong because I belong
to a tribe of smug bullies who, by the way,
aren't half as special as they think they are.
- Why, you little treacherous—
oh, that's it.
Ahh!
- My sons, two of the best orgasms I've ever had.
- Oh. - Why?
- My name is Philbert.
I used to be an ordinary net weaver.
But then fortune weaved a different net.
I nearly died.
- Fun.
- But instead, I became something more.
Now, I fight crime
while trying to find the man who took my net.
- Time to weave some nuts.
- But in the meantime, I've found the biggest net of all—
The heart of this city.
- Uh, is somebody on the roof?
Because why?
- Did you get any of that?
- Bento.