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should be our immediate concern.
(GROANING)
MERA: That thing will tear us apart.
(GROANING)
(BOTH GRUNTING)
By winning the hearts and minds of the people
(SAILORS GROANING)
You can take my army, you soft-bellied slug.
Arthur!
A war is coming to the surface whether you like it or not.
Old habits.
and whole mountains made out of trash.
All right. (GRUNTS)
After a legend. He's a king, isn't he?
that your mother taught us when we were children.
- (HIGH-PITCHED BEEP) - (GROWLS)
You were the reason our mother was executed.
What?
(SHARKS SNARLING)
When am I gonna be good enough?
Everything.
A half-breed bastard.
Could we get a picture with you?
ARTHUR: Hmm.
(SPLASHING)
[groaning]
Border Defense. You are under arrest for illegal entry.
- (ORM YELLING) - (ATLANTEANS GROWLING)
- (YELLING) - (BRINE KING GROANING)
(ORM YELLING)
But we became too ambitious,
What provoked it?
MERA: One of the tribes of Atlantis broke off and settled here
VULKO: The ocean swallowed us, and Atlantis sank.
(SIGHS) Let's just say you do your best thinking
ARTHUR: Their two worlds were never meant to meet,
by the authority of King Orvax,
(GRUNTS)
The tracking on Lady Mera is still dark, Your Highness.
he'd be banging our heads for not finishing it.
Not for having you. None of this is your fault.
That is merely a title.
Up.
(SONAR PINGING)
King Orm and your father were ambushed by the surface.
Are the boats at the marina not for public use?
(WHINING)
Atlanna.
Vulko.
is for you to take your rightful place as king.
(PEOPLE SCREAMING)
(CLICKS)
So, uh, who are you?
I could've saved him, but I didn't.
(YELLING)
So, what's with the big fork?
(RHYTHMIC DRUMMING)
We're getting close now.
(ROARING)
Let us settle his claim in the ancient way.
Yeah.
You owe me blood!
You have clearly chosen a side and come here to challenge the throne.
My brother has come from the surface to challenge me for the throne.
(GRUNTING)
No. They will always find me.
Tomorrow, we scorch the surface!
Only the Highborns can breathe water as well as air.
but I don't usually get paid in pirate treasure.
- ARTHUR: Shit! - (SCREAMS)
I know.
And now, their skies burn and our oceans boil.
Hail to the king!
and go deeper to uncover your Atlantean instincts.
(TOM EXHALES)
BLACK MANTA: You thought you could walk away?
Oh!
(GRUNTS)
ARTHUR: But Atlantis' memory is long...
You'd love 'em. They're like little baby oceans.
Yield the throne.
You waiting for an invitation? Get in!
This was Orm's doing.
After the hurricane?
(BOTH GRUNT)
What?
They get kind of messy.
TOUR GUIDE: All life came from the sea,
They're tracking you.
It is past time the surface-dwellers learned their place in the world.
(CREATURE ROARING)
Do the gods make known their will.