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Stand down! Let her pass.

I made a choice. I had to leave...

Hey. What are you doing?

(CREATURES SNARLING)

you are ordered to return to Atlantis.

Do not ever come back to Atlantis.

and this is the most conclusive evidence we have to date.

I'm not trying to start a war.

But their love saved the world.

Let's see if you remember anything.

Did you steal a boat?

A king fights only for his nation.

(ALL SCREAMING)

That submarine was barely operational, but it served its purpose.

ARTHUR: All right! So, this is the big, old ring of fire, huh?

Your brother is clearly an imbecile.

MERA: Great. So we're getting eaten.

It is who we are.

- (YELLS) - No! We need him!

This isn't a competition. It's an execution.

And now, the beast has awakened.

It's the love of your life.

It is the position of the Fishermen

but a swift assault aimed directly at their leadership will turn the tide.

It belonged to my mother.

Whatever Atlantis' problems are, you're bigger than them.

I've heard so many stories about you.

Close to getting punched in the face!

The same pirates who are suspected

"without wind or tide, they will come together."

They were never meant to meet...

It's our next stop.

I can't believe Orm attacked.

He could unite our worlds one day.

We don't know. The technology's too old.

I was gonna make you some eggs.

They will destroy themselves.

To save you, to save your father.

That was awesome.

"Something something trident."

I can never go back.

That trident doesn't change what you are.

Without me and my army to convince them, your plans are stillborn.

And in that abyss, the creature bides its time waiting to rise again.

But now, I sit on Atlan's throne,

XEBEL SOLDIER: It's true! The half-breed wields King Atlan's trident.

(ATLANTEANS CHANTING)

"Only in the hands of the true king can he truly see."

Now, it needs something more.

Should he deem you unworthy...

Will you escort my betrothed to the royal box?

I give you King Arthur of Atlantis.

It's a long story.

This is the Lost Trident of Atlan.

- My weapon! - Here!

(BOTH GRUNTING)

Uh... No. I think it's a man.

Brine. Fishermen.

But I'm not one of you.

(ARTHUR GRUNTS)

(CHANTS IN MAORI)

While you betray it.

But don't you find the timing of all of this a bit convenient?

But now that you're finally here before me, I must admit...

Arthur, stay with me.

The cylinder bears the markings of the Deserter Kingdom.

You ready to jump?

Are you saying they executed her?

Wait. The ring of what? (GROANS)

You understand me?

No, thank you. I'm not interested.

Thank you, Mera.

(CHEERING CONTINUES)

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

And now, I made an enemy, and he could have hurt you.

Bye, fishy. Bye.

By bloodshed do the gods make known their will!

But after the war, his country forgot about him.