[theme music]
[Benthomaar] The tale of Benthomaar.
[Benthomaar] I have no memories from before that fateful day.
No memories of my real father. Or my real mother.
I remember only the family who adopted me.
The father who took me in.
Look, father a sunken ship from the surface.
Careful, Kalmaar. Ship wrecks can be dangerous.
You worry too much, father.
[Kalmaar] And are clearly trying to change the subject.
Son, the great serpent Wojira
is not a subject I wish to discuss.
It was a creature of chaos.
[Trimaar] She threatened not only the surface dwellers,
but our people too.
[Kalmaar] Why do you care about the surface dwellers?
They are clearly inferior to us.
Inferior?
All living creatures have a place in this world.
You should spend more time
appreciating the kingdom we currently have,
than dreaming of long lost sea monsters.
I'm only curious, nothing more.
Tell me, could the serpent be re-awakened?
[Trimaar] What's that?
Changing the subject again, I see.
Those eels are attacking something.
Whatever it is, it isn't our concern.
If someone is in danger, we must try to help, son.
[Benthomaar] He fearlessly took on all of the eels,
saving my life.
To this day, it is the most heroic thing I have ever seen.
[grunts]
Who are you, little one? Are you all alone?
[Benthomaar] This was the moment
I met the one who would raise me.
The one I would call Father.
Ew. What is that thing? It looks weak.
An orphan I fear.
Kalmaar, meet the newest member of our family.
Your compassion really is never ending, isn't it, Father?
What shall I call you? How about... Benthomaar?
It means Deep Sea. Would you like that?
[giggles]
[Benthomaar] King Trimaar was caring, attentive...
he accepted me and treated me just like his own son.
[yelps]
[gentle music]
Brother! Come with me! Come play!
[Benthomaar] Although, not everyone was so accepting.
Please, Brother! Just for a bit?
I have no time for your childish games, Bentho. Leave me.
-But father -- -You do realize --
he's not your real father. He adopted you, Benthomaar.
I -- I know that --
Just because my father
is willing to share this world with an inferior,
and obviously lesser species, doesn't mean I am.
You mean the Surface-Dwellers?
I mean any creature that is not of our royal blood.
I wanted only to earn Kalmaar's love.
I thought one day, if I kept trying,
he would accept me as his father did.
Look what I found! Some sea-scrolls!
I thought you might like these, brother.
I read those ages ago, Benthomaar.
Whoa.
[knocking]
Look what I made for you! I made it out of --
[Benthomaar] But nothing would please Kalmaar.
I began to lose hope.
I feared he would never view me as his brother.
But then one day...
[gasps]
At the royal manta races,
I'd place all my pearls on Undersea-Biscuit.
-Oh, yeah, brilliant. -[murmuring]
Father, I've recently uncovered lost historic accounts of--
Ah, my son the scholar. I'm so proud of your academic--
Yes, yes. Just tell me, father, is there any truth
to these claims of an ancient temple
at the bottom of Tartarus Trench?
Where did you find that sea-scroll?
It took some digging in the vaults.
Almost as if someone was trying to hide it.
The scrolls in the vault are forbidden, Kalmaar!
You know this!
[Trimaar] The Tartarus Trench is a dangerous place!
Many souls have been lost there!
Even the strongest swimmers do not brave those waters,
for they are treacherous and filled with poisonous vents,
that is why the scroll was hidden!
-But if the records are true-- -[Trimaar] No!
As your father and as your King,
I forbid you from entering that trench!
As you wish, father.
My father is a coward!
He's too weak to see
that the power of Wojira is worth any risk!
But the king has a point.
The Tartarus Trench is notoriously dangerous.
But not impossible to pass.
Whoever built that temple was able to get through.
Which means we can.
You're going to try to swim into...
Not me! I need a guinea fish.
Someone who's an incredibly strong swimmer,
but easily manipulated and entirely expendable.
Nice throw, brother.
You know that's why I've always admired you.
You? Admire me...?
Of course. You're good at anything you put your mind to.
A scholar, an athlete... a fine swimmer...
-Well, I try... -Don't be modest.
I owe you an apology, Benthomaar.
-For what? -For not treating you
as a true brother.
I always felt I was competing with you for father's attention,
so I never wanted to accept you...
but I see how childish that was now.
Can you forgive me? Can we start afresh... brother?
Of course!
[Benthomaar grunts]
Let's start right now.
-Start what? -Spending more time together...
as brothers. Let's go exploring!
Explore where?
[dramatic music]
I don't know about this, Brother.
I heard about the Tartarus Trench.
It's supposed to be really dangerous.
-Oh. I see. -See what?
Perhaps I was wrong. Perhaps you're too young.
I shouldn't have brought you here.
I'll come back later with friends my own age...
No! Wait, please. I can do it.
I'm not sure that's wise.
No I, I want to do it! Please, brother!
Well, if you're sure...
[suspenseful music]
Whoa!
[whooshing]
What?
[gasps, grunts]
Swim below that stone there, and you should be safe.
That was close, I? What's that?
It's real! It's actually real!
What is it?
Brother! Lookout!
[groaning]
The Temple of Wojira. I knew it!
I knew that simpering old fool
was trying to conceal it from me!
-Fool? What do we do now? -Nothing.
You go home. You have fulfilled your purpose.
But I thought we were gonna spend time together
-as brothers. -You are not my brother.
You're just another reminder
of my father's pitiful compassion.
Now go! Leave me!
I hope what you find makes you happy, br-- Kalmaar.
[Benthomaar]I understood then, for the first time, I think,
that Kalmaar would never love me.
My father was the only one who cared about me.
And now he's gone. And I am alone.
No, Bentho. We might not be family.
But I promise you, you're not alone.
Yeah, Bentho. We're here.
We can't pick our family, but we can pick our friends.
And I'm proud to call you a friend.
Now let's get to that island,
and make sure we get the amulet before Kalmaar does!!
[heroic music]
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