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Please, sweetie, tell me more about your day.

I saw Elmo at the zoo and monkeys...

Really? - Next to, to lot

of scary monsters.

I have to go.

Hey, hey, where you going?

Sweetie.

Hey. - Hey.

You know, I need you to level with me on something.

What was Elmo doing at the zoo?

He wasn't.

She just had way too much sugar, mixing everything up.

It's driving me crazy.

Well, you know, I guess this Elmo is a lot more

important than Daddy these days.

You know she misses you.

Not as much as I miss you.

I know, yeah, but look at the bright side.

I mean, I'll be home in 23 days.

22 days and 45 minutes.

I have a surprise for you.

Really? - I'll be right back.

Hey man, I'm gettin' some strange readings

from the bottom.

Should we stop drilling?

No.

We could be at the cusp of a reservoir.

Okay, but safety procedure says we should shut

down if we can't determine the cause

of the fluctuations. - The safety procedure

also tell you that some jackass from Holter Energy's gonna

call and get me fired unless I start her up again?

Well then if you shut her down now they may

offer you a bonus to turn it back on again.

I'm not debating with you.

All right, I'm shutting it down.

Hey, hey, hey!

Relax, okay?

Look, man, I'm gonna go get Billy.

The two of you can figure it out, okay?

Billy's gonna say keep pumping.

Yeah whatever, man.

Are you ready?

Yeah.

So do you like it?

Baby.

Baby, baby, baby.

Billy.

Billy.

Man, I'm on my lunch break.

I know, man, we got a possible blow out on deck.

Honey, I gotta go. - You don't like my surprise?

- No, no, I love your surprise I just really gotta go.

I'll call you back. - No, no, no, don't hang up!

- What's going on, Jack?

- We got the motherload coming.

- Even now while a well was about to blow.

- Shut up, man.

- Move over.

Great, shut her down.

You should know better.

Shut her down!

Geez.

Get outta here!

Get down to the third floor!

- Come on, man, what are you doing?

- Jake.

Go!

Get outta here now!

Go on, get out!

Come on get out!

- Come on, we gotta get out of here.

- Come on.

Come here, I think this place is gonna blow!

Leo!

- The right temperatures and conditions have

to occur precisely in order for these tubes to form.

Now, the lava on the surface cools

while the flow underneath continues

eventually draining into a catch basin,

which allows these tubes to become hollow.

You know, these tubes run for miles.

Now, there is a theory that there

are larger and longer tubes that are below the surface,

which apparently occurred during the Ice Age.

Okay, well, that's all we have time for,

which brings me to the announcement

of the students that'll be going

on the research trip with me tomorrow.

Your names are on this board.

- Yes!

- Okay, class dismissed and I will

see those of you at 6:30 AM tomorrow.

- Hey, I'm sorry I'm late.

My car wouldn't start.

- You weren't late, you were absent.

- Can you please give me a break just this once?

- Do I treat anybody differently in this class?

- This is really gonna affect my grade?

- Yes, it will.

- You promised me I could go.

- You promised that you wouldn't be late.

- Is Brandon going on the trip?

- Yes, Brandon's going on the trip.

- Well, what if I go and I just observe?

No extra credit.

- Observe Brandon or the research?

- Come on, please.

Please, I really need this.

- Look.

- Please.

- One last time.

I swear, if you're late for one more class you're out.

Sister or no sister.

Right. - Okay?

- Thank you.

- Come on.

- I'm gonna make a brief statement

and then I'll take all your questions.

Last night at approximately 11:30PM

the Holter Energy offshore rig Transocean Alpha

lost contact with our central office.

Telemetry from the vessel was lost at that time.

We sent out helicopters at dawn

to the last known coordinates of the Transocean Alpha.

We have been unable to locate the platform.

We're coordinating with the Coast Guard.

We have four helicopters, 30 vessels searching the Gulf.

We will do everything humanly possible

to locate our workers and deliver them safely to shore.

- Is there an oil spill?

- Now, there's no sign of an oil spill on the surface.

The Transocean Alpha has an emergency release mechanism

that detached the rig from the pipeline and cap.

We believe that the crew detached the rig itself

and it's now free-floating in the ocean.

We've set up a search grid and we're

confident that we'll find her.

I'm gonna turn over the rest of the press conference

to our chief engineering officer, Ray Miller.

Ray, could you?

- The Transocean Alpha is the most technologically-advanced

oil platform on the planet and we

are certain that we will locate her soon.

- Sir, is it a possibility that the rig sunk?

- It's possible, but unlikely.

Transocean Alpha is a 40,000 ton, 250 foot tall platform.

Now, right now we are speculating that a rogue wave

may have hit the platform and caused it

to become dislodged from the pipeline.

It is highly unlikely that any wave

can capsize the platform, however we are sending ROVs

down to the well cap to make sure

that the Transocean Alpha did not sink,

and we will be updating you as soon as we know anything.

So if you'll excuse us, we do have a lot of work to do.

- Okay, how about one question?

- Mr. Capilla, can I get a one-on-one interview?

Mr. Capilla!

- Mr. Miller, the people

have a right to know!

Mr. Miller!

- Yes.

Yes, Vernon, you genius.

Handsome and brilliant.

- Handsome maybe, but brilliant,

that's a bit of a stretch.

- I knew that you were attracted to me.

- Serious, what have you found?

- I cross-matched the samples from the Gulf

and then I ran that against the Arnold samples.

- And?

- And...

chemically they match 99%.

- Yeah, but there's no way the explosion in Arnold

would have left deposits in Florida.

- I know, unless...

- It was an extinct volcano in the Gulf.

So I was right. - Right.

And maybe we'll find that volcano on our trip

to Black Point, then you can call it the Vitrini Volcano.

- Now that would be very interesting.

- Did you book the satellite time for INSA?

- Yes.

- Okay, great.

Thanks.

- I told you so.

Told you.

- Look, I still think we should shut down the other rigs

till we find out what happened to the Transocean Alpha.

- Are you crazy?

Those rigs are pumping half a million barrels a day.

I'm not shutting anything down.

- It could cause an ecological disaster.

It could fill the entire Gulf of Mexico with oil.

- Safety valve on the ocean floor

would prevent anything like that from happening.

Yeah, but it could fail. - Not possible.

Thank you. - Where are we?

- Well, ROV is remaking its descent.

We should reach write off some time tomorrow.

- Good.

Call me when it gets to the bottom.

I'll be hiding from the press till then.

- What about Project Subterranean?

- Would you excuse us?

Would you come into the office for a second?

Never bring up Project Subterranean

around anyone without the proper clearance!

- I'm sorry.

I just think we need to step things down until we find out

what happened out there. - Subterranean is pumping

more than the other rigs combined and I

am not stepping anything down.

If you break protocol again, I will fire you.

Now, get out of my office.

- Hey, what's up?

- I know how you can forget to eat sometimes

when you're all wrapped up in your work.

- Thank you, that's sweet.

- You're welcome.

So are you going on the trip?

I'm tagging along,

but there's not enough room on the short bus

for me so I have to ride with you.

- I don't think that's the best of ideas.

- Why not?

- You're a student who also happens

to be my boss's little sister.

It's not right.

- Okay.

Well, what if I rode in the back seat?

It would be like Driving Miss Daisy only sexier.

- Are you here to visit me or harass my staff?

- I was just bringing Brandon coffee and a muffin.

- I know how much

of a slave driver you can be, sis.

I mean, look at the poor guy.

He hasn't seen the outside of a lab in six weeks.

- I know, poor thing.

Is that true, Brandon?

You're a little pasty.

- I can take it from you guys one at a time,

but when you gang up on me, it's not fair.

Can I just?

- Okay, we're getting an early start

in the morning so get some rest.

And, Brandon, you're taking her.

What? - Yeah.

- See, that wasn't so bad, now was it?

- It depends on your grounds of comparison.

That's Antoinette's.

This is mine, thank you.

Here you go.

Here you go. - Thanks.

Okay, so everybody gather around.

So I've been thinking that the Gulf itself

was created by a giant volcano.

Yes, Nelson?

- What about the meteor that killed the dinosaurs theory?

- Well, that's not proven.

Yes, it could have been an impact crater,

but I'm saying that it was a reverse caldera.

Now that's kind of like when a soap bubble pops

leaving an indentation on the surface tension

of the water for a split second.

That's the Gulf and the indentation is a volcano.

Okay, so we have a grid for you guys

to follow and you need to stick to it.

Use your GPS and don't go out of the square.

I need soil temperatures, rock samples,

tilt and swell measurements every 15 feet.

Any questions?

Okay, I'll see you back here at three.

Be observant and be safe.

- Do you wanna be my partner?

- Because you like me or because you need an A?

- Actually, both.

- I don't think so.

- SO2 reading is 5 point ppms,

which is significantly above average considering...

- Hey, Emily, check this out, check this.

What does this say to you?

Ha, that's very funny, very funny.

Okay.

- What are you gonna give me?

- What's your deal?

- My deal is that you can't stop focusing on science

for one second and focus on biology.

- Thank you.

- You're such a schmuck sometimes.

- All right, everyone, back into the vans.

Becky, can you get a headcount for me?

- Sure, Dr. V.

- How is it for you?

- I don't know, just everything seems abnormal.

Just not right.

- Yeah, same here.

- I found an alligator on the shore that

looks to have been boiled. - Three, four, five.

- Now we'll see when the samples get run through the lab.

- You don't even have to run the samples.

I tell you it smells like sulfur dioxide all over there.

You were definitely right.

There's something going on out here.

- All right, I'll see you back there.

- Okay.

Here, I'll take that.

No, no, no, no, no, you don't.

No, you don't, you're skinny enough.

They can squeeze you in the van.

- You think I'm skinny?

- Sure.

- Thanks.

- Seven, eight, nine, 10.

We're all good, Miss V.

- Great.

Buckle up.

- How can I help you, Ray?

- Something you need to see.

- All right, what am I looking at?

- Video from the ROV descending down

to the well site of the Transocean Alpha.

- My god, what is that?

What happened?

- I won't really know until I get a sample up

to the surface but that looks like magma.

We must have drilled into a pocket of lava.

- Who else knows about this?

- I dismissed the technicians from the telemetry lab

before the signal came in.

- No one can know about this.

- Well, what are we gonna do?

We can't just say we lost a 40,000 ton drilling rig.

- I'll handle that.

- We are drilling on extinct lava tubes

and apparently some of them aren't so extinct.

We need to tell the authorities.

- You need to get with the program, Ray.

If the authorities investigate then they're gonna find out

about Project Subterranean, and if they find out

about that then we are both going to jail.

You weren't worried about safety when you got your profit

participation check from the project, were ya?

We can pump out of there for generations

and no one would know.

- We have a press update on the Transocean Alpha.

What am I supposed to tell them?

- Well, you tell them that we have reason

to believe that the rig was hit

by a rogue wave, washed hundreds

of miles out to sea and presumed sunk.

- They're gonna want confirmation on that.

- And they will get it.

I'm gonna have the Beta Horizon decommissioned,

towed 200 miles out, just edge of the ocean shelf, scuttled.

Tomorrow, you go down and take pictures

and I will issue a sad statement of condolences

to the members of the families of the workers.

- That's a huge undertaking.

- I'll handle that.

You go handle the freaking press.

And meet me at the bone yard tomorrow morning.

- Yes, sir.

- Get me Butch Sanders.

- See anything interesting?

- What are you doing here, Brad?

I thought you were somewhere in Iceland?

- Can a guy say hi to his ex and not have a reason?

- That's right, you always had a reason, right?

- I've been analyzing your data

and I think you may be on to something.

- You've been looking at my research?

- I still have access to the server.

You son of a bitch. - I told you to

change the password.

Look, easy, I'm a good guy, okay?

I'm here to help.

You want me to help?

- Obviously you haven't traveled halfway across the world

because you don't know anything.

So why don't you just spit it out.

- How about over dinner tonight?

- No.

- Coffee?

- Fine.

- Come on, I'm buying.

- Fine.

- Don't touch me.

- Sorry, sorry.

Just coffee.

- No, I can't right now.

You just have to go onto FTP, download the Black Point doc.

Okay?

I gotta go, I'll call you back.

Thanks.

Hey. - Hey.

Antoinette told me you weren't

feeling very good so I brought you some things.

- Well, I'm better now but thank you.

- You're welcome.

- Yeah!

- All right, welcome to the Back

to the Beach Bikini Contest.

I want you to do me a favor.

Watch where you're walking at 'cause things

can get slippery when wet.

In about five more minutes we're gonna

bring out the fire round of girls!

- I don't know, Shauna, a bikini is one thing,

but being sprayed down by a water gun is another.

- Come on, live a little!

You're not gonna have that rocking body forever.

- What if my parents see this?

Or worse, what if your brother sees it?

- He'd probably flip out and kill me.

- Hey, my bathing suit, girl.

Give us a big smile, give us some love.

Show us who's winning $1000.

- Relax, no one's ever gonna see that.

- He had a camera.

- All we need is a little liquid courage.

Tequila.

- I hate you.

- That's my sorority sister.

- No!

- Okay, ladies, this is it.

We're gonna march you out one at a time

so Tommy the fireman can hose you down.

And do me a favor, sell it, because there's

over $1000 up for the winner, all right?

Are you ready?

No! - Yeah!

- So I tell the Sherpa that I wanna try

to reach the summit before nightfall,

but my command of the Nagari language isn't that good

and so he's looking at me sideways

and the other Sherpa's cracking up.

- So what did you say to him?

- Apparently I asked him to spend the night with me.

No?

- Yeah.

And he looked like he was up for it until I cut him off.

- You know, we've been sitting here for over an hour

and you've been regaling about all your adventures

and travels but you haven't gotten to the point, Bradley.

- You remember our supervolcano theory?

- Yeah, my theory.

- Whatever.

Yeah, the theory that the Gulf of Mexico

was created by a supervolcano millions

of years ago during the continental drift?

That theory, the one laughed at by most scientists?

- Yeah, and I'm still trying to prove it.

- I think you may have found proof.

- How?

- I was analyzing your data on the chemical composition

of the Alvera Volcano and the samples you

took from the Panhandle.

- Yeah, I know they match.

- That's not all they match.

- What do you mean?

- They match the chemical makeup

of the crude oil being pumped by Holter Energy.

I got a sample of it from a friend of mine

when the drilling platform went missing.

- And it matches exactly?

- Yeah.

That means that wherever Holter is drilling,

it must be over some old vents or lava tubes or something.

I mean, this could lead to the big one.

- But how do they know where to drill?

I mean, the alignment of the platforms.

I mean, how can they tell?

- They must have access to the ground

imaging scans you've been making.

- Yeah, but I haven't published those yet.

- Yeah.

- Have you seen the seismic readings we've been getting?

They're disturbing.

- The president is on the brink of

declaring a moratorium on drilling.

That's what I find disturbing.

What's going on, Butch?

- Rumblings here and there.

Real concern is the oil temperature heating up.

- What's causing it?

- I don't know yet, but we'll figure it out.

- Did you take care of that other little problem?

- The decommissioned rig was scuttled last night.

No witnesses.

- It looks like you have a job to do, Ray.

Take pictures, schedule a press

conference for tomorrow morning.

- That can wait, this can't.

We need to shut down this facility now!

It's too damn dangerous!

- That wasn't a request, Ray.

I will handle this down here now get going

unless you wanna check out my early retirement plan.

- All right, all right, I'm goin'.

- The guy is such a wimp.

- I can take care of him.

- Forget about him.

How many barrels of oil a day are we pumping outta here?

- 277 barrels a minute.

- That's good, good, but we need

to get as much product outta here as quickly as possible.

Are your men all in line?

- My guys are tight as a drum.

- Good.

- They're making more money in a week

than they normally make in a year.

Nobody's talking.

- Then increase the flow.

Can you give me 600,000 barrels of oil a day?

- I can push it as far as it'll go.

470, that's the best I can do.

- When was the last time you manually

aligned the conductors?

- Never.

That's what computers are for.

- Let me show you how I became CEO

of the most profitable drilling company in North America.

It wasn't by sitting in front of a computer.

Crank it up when I tell you.

Now!

- 520!

- More!

- 600,000!

- What I tell ya?

- All right, without further ado, we have Kimberly from LSU!

Go Kimberly, go Kimberly, go Kimberly, go Kimberly!

Go Kimberly! - Look at how how she is.

I can't do this.

- Please, you are so much prettier than she is.

Okay, well, you don't have to show 'em

the girls if you don't want to.

- Do I have to be assaulted by a water pistol?

- Yes, but I promise I'll look like a bigger slut than you.

- Is that supposed to make me feel better?

No, but $1000 is. - Yo, Tommy, cool her off!

Next up we have Annie from Florida State.

- All right.

- Annie, Annie, Annie.

Now, for our final contestant, Shauna, Queen of the Jungle!

Show me what you got, show me what you got.

Show me what you got, show me what you got.

Show me what you got, show me what you got.

Woo, ooh, that's what I'm talking about, baby!

Go Shauna, go Shauna!

Go Shauna, go Shauna, go!

Go Shauna, go Shauna, go Shauna, go Shauna!

- Help!

Help, help!

Help, help, help me!

- Shauna, are you okay?

We gotta go, come on.

Come on!

Shauna! - Annie!

- Shauna!

Shauna, Shauna!

- No.

- A magnitude 5.6 earthquake hit

off the coast of Miami this afternoon.

What followed on the beach has scientists

and local officials scratching their heads.

Over 100 people were killed by what some observers

describe as a superheated wall of steam

that hit the beach shortly after the earthquake.

We now go live to Colonel Anderson.

- Mayor Alvarez has enlisted the services

of the National Guard to investigate what's going on.

As soon as we have some information,

I will release a press statement.

- About a dozen Downtown businesses...

- A steam tsunami.

- Is that possible?

- I've seen the results of one once off of Micronesia.

- So we have a supervolcano on our hands.

- I know of a abandoned missile silo off the coast

from the Cuban Missile Crisis.

It's deep.

I can get good gas and temperature

and tilt readings from there.

Okay. - Wanna come?

- No, I can't.

I mean, they're gonna warn people.

I kinda need a better understanding

about what's happening too.

- I'll go with you.

- All right, let's go.

Hey, be careful.

- I will.

I'll see you guys later night.

Brandon, we need to go to Holter Energy

to see if they know anything about the situation.

- What, why them?

- I don't know, I just have a hunch.

The choice of drilling sites is a little bit suspect.

- Well, can you fill me in on your hunch?

- Yeah, I'll let you know in the car.

- I'm sure you all are aware by now

that Jacob was killed in the blow-off at Subterranean.

So until we can figure out what happened

that facility will remain decommissioned.

- Understood.

We're depending on you now, Ray.

Matter fact, we took a vote of the board

and if you're willing we'd like to nominate you as CEO.

- There are some things that Jacob

did you all should know about.

- We know about everything, Ray,

and we're all liable if this thing should get outta hand.

We wanna give you Jacob's cut.

And as an added motivation we're gonna

give you 40% of all the revenue produced by that facility.

Now we need you to pump everything out

of there you can in a month and then we shut it down.

Then we fill that damn thing with

concrete and nobody knows anything.

- 50%.

- Done.

- I have the ROV video of the scuttled rig.

At my news conference today I will

announce the loss of the Transocean Alpha.

I will also inform the public that Jacob

died of a heart attack upon hearing the news.

- That is a nice touch.

- Thank you.

Thank you.

Meeting's adjourned.

You can invite the press up to the conference room now.

- All right, we're here.

- So what happened?

- What do you mean?

- Antoinette never talked about you two after the divorce.

- We divorced, that's what happened.

- But you still love her, don't you?

- Yeah, probably always will.

- I'm sorry.

- It's all right.

And it's good to see you again anyway.

Last time I saw you...

You were just an awkward little high school girl

with a mouth full of braces.

- Thanks for reminding me.

- That's what I'm here for.

- We have confirmed the location of the Transocean Alpha.

There were no survivors.

It was washed out to sea by a rogue wave

and sank from the damage it had sustained.

Our hearts go out to the families of the crew members.

Recovery of any remains is highly unlikely,

but our search and rescue teams

will be combing the waters through Tuesday.

- Why isn't Jacob Capilla here?

- That is the other reason why I have gathered you all.

There is other sad news.

Upon discovering the fate of the Transocean Alpha,

Jacob Capilla suffered a massive

heart attack and died last night.

I have been named as interim CEO

and will be in charge of recovery efforts.

Our thoughts and our prayers go out to the Capilla family.

That is all for now.

- Tilt meters are setup and ready.

- The gas chromatograph and thermal

imaging sensor are ready.

- All right, good.

Just stick close behind me and do as I say.

It's gonna be a long climb down.

- Don't worry, I've got your back.

- Yes, but not all of the wells

are necessarily congruent with the radar maps.

I mean, coincidence may still be a possibility.

Don't we wanna investigate?

- Yeah, I do.

That's what we're doing.

- Dr. Vitrini, I don't have much time.

Frankly, I wouldn't see you at all during this crisis,

but the outrageous messages you left

with my secretary, they got my attention.

Who is this?

I'm Brandon. - This is Brandon Rice,

my research partner.

- You got five minutes.

- I'm sorry to hear about your Transocean Alpha.

So am I, but that's not why you're here.

- No, it's not.

I wanna know exactly how you got hold of my research.

- Excuse me?

- My research, how exactly did you get hold of it?

- I don't know what you're talking about.

- I think you do.

I mean, you're the chief engineer

and scientific officer of Holter.

Your department is the one who placed the well sites.

Now each one of those well sites

matches the ground radar scans that I have been mapping

in the Gulf Coast for the last 10 years.

But do you know what I can't quite figure out?

Is how those volcanic tubes would

lead you to the oil reserves.

- This is preposterous.

I don't waste my time on academic research.

I conduct my own.

I choose the spots based on mineral deposits.

You know, you are as crazy in person

as you sound on those messages.

Well, I guess I had to hear it for myself.

Five minutes are up, there's the door.

- If you have discovered volcanic activity and you're

putting millions at risk for the sake

of your profit I will find out.

And when I prove it I will make

sure your ass ends up in jail.

- I suggest you leave now before I call security.

- All right.

I just used these a few months ago.

They should be good.

- Let's hope so.

- All right, just stay close behind me.

- I got your back, remember?

- All right.

- Got it?

Okay, let's do this.

Doing okay?

- Something's not right.

It's hot as hell in here.

Go back!

Go back, come on! - What?

My god, my god!

Go back up! - I'm going!

Go back! - I'm going, I'm going!

- Go, hurry!

Go!

Keep going, keep going!

Keep on going! - It's so hot.

- Keep going!

Keep going!

Go!

Go!

Go!

Go, hurry!

Go!

Run!

- I'm confused.

I'm confused, did that go well?

- I got what I wanted.

- What was that thing you planted under his desk?

- We need to get evidence.

- What are you doing right now?

Are you doing this here?

This is not legal, I don't think it.

- Well, despite popular belief, two wrongs do make a right.

- Yeah, it worked out fine.

Wait till the cost reports come in.

The scrap metal alone is worth more than my house.

I'll come by after I finish up here.

What the hell?

Let me call you back.

Get me Butch!

- Damn!

Come on, come on, come on.

Come on, come on, come on.

Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on!

Come on!

- It's a wireless repeater.

That means whoever was downloading information

from your computer had to be physically close.

It was that woman from the university today.

She knows we stole her research.

- How long ago she plant this?

- 10 minutes.

- Depending on her network, she coulda copied a quarter

of your hard drive before you shut her down.

- She was looking for proof and the way my luck's

been going today she's got it!

I like you, Butch.

Question is, can I trust you the way Jacob did?

- Anything you need.

Anything.

- I want you to find this bitch and kill her.

And I want you to destroy her lab

and every ounce of research you find in it.

- Consider it done.

This is important.

I need you to go to the university.

Find Dr. Vitrini's lab.

Burn it.

And I mean to the ground.

Something's not right.

- Yeah, the repeater's not working.

- Let me try something, let me see this.

- Son of a bitch!

- They're shooting at us.

Go, go, go!

Go!

- Is anyone behind us?

- I don't know.

I think we lost him.

- What the hell is going on?

Why the hell are they shooting at us?

- I don't know.

Obviously we're on the right path.

Who are you calling?

- Emily.

You call the cops.

Emily, neither one

of you are picking up your phones right now.

I need to speak to Brad.

- Yes, I'd like to report a shooting.

- Give me a call when you get this message.

- No, no, no, we're okay.

Yes, my name is Brandon Rice.

And Antoinette Vitrini.

V-I-T-R-I-N-I.

Yes, that's her.

Yes, she's sitting right next to me.

Okay, we'll be right there.

- What?

- We need to go back to the campus.

- Why?

- Our lab is on fire.

- Where, in Miami?

- According to a theory that I've been working on,

and that's why Holter Energy's drilling is so reckless.

I mean, look, this is no coincidence.

They have my files.

- Why haven't there been any eruptions?

- Look, the tragedy at Miami Beach was the result

of eruptions and there's gonna be more.

Someone is trying to kill me.

It's not because I'm crazy.

It's because I know something and

they don't want anyone to know.

- Look, I can call Colonel Anderson at the Guard Bureau.

Let them know your theory on Holter Energy and Miami Beach,

but that's the best I can do.

- Okay, so why the National Guard?

- They're investigating the incident.

I'll let you know what they say.

Yeah, yeah, tell him I'm working on it.

I know, just do what you can.

- Is anything salvageable?

- Not much.

- What about my computer?

- The LCD is toast, but the hard drive should be okay.

- Is that Emily?

- No, I gotta take this though.

- All right.

- Have you lost your mind?

- We've got a problem, you and I.

- I figured that much when I saw

your guy point an AK at my head.

Let me guess, you torched the school too?

- Look, you march into my office with that psycho

then you plant a bug under my desk?

- I didn't do that, she did.

- And we were trying to kill her not you.

- Coulda fooled me.

- You are on those files.

I paid you well for that research

and you're gonna go to jail right along

with me if you don't do something.

- What do you want me to do, Ray?

- You get the files from her then you silence her.

- What?

- They're gonna be looking at me closely now,

but if there are no files there's no proof.

And if there's no Dr. Vitrini then

there's nothing that they can do.

- I didn't sign up for this.

- I don't think you have a choice here, Mr. Rice.

- Okay.

I'm gonna, I'm gonna need a minute.

I'm gonna call you back, okay?

- You got 30 minutes.

- Okay, so the police have the National Guard coming.

- We need to get as much info off that hard drive

as we can to make this case against these jerks.

- Okay.

- You know what, I'll deal with it.

- Are you sure, I can do that quick.

- No.

- Come on, come on, go!

Into the ball!

- I'm trying, coach!

Come on!

- There's no license plate on the front, okay?

- Right, right, right, yeah.

Sure, sure, we'll.

We'll finish it later.

- Okay.

- Sir, Chief Michaels, Brandon Rice.

- Thank you.

I'm gonna grab Antoinette real quick.

- As soon as they're done we'll

head back to the base with you.

Ride's here. - That was quick.

- Yeah.

- What are you doing?

- Nothing, I'm just seeing what we're working with here.

- Okay.

- What's the plan once we get to the base?

- Well, we need to find the main door

and relieve the pressure if we get the chance.

- Wait, like lancing a boil.

- Correct, if we find it.

- Okay.

- I'm gonna download the EDMS for the harmonic tremors

and that'll narrow our search for us.

- Do you have the GNS hardware?

- It's right here.

- Great.

- Okay, I'm gonna run to the truck.

- How long do you need?

- 10 minutes.

- Perfect.

Come on.

Come on, come on, come on, come on.

Got it.

Antoinette!

- What's wrong?

Where's Brad?

Look, I need you to calm down, Emily,

and tell me what happened.

- He's dead.

- What?

Who did this?

- I tried to.

I'm so sorry.

He almost made it.

I tried.

I'm so sorry.

- Yeah.

- Is it done?

- What do you think?

- You're running out of time, Brandon.

- So are you, Ray.

- What do you mean?

- I'm not a killer, never have been and never will be.

- You are making a big mistake.

- No, no, no.

You made the mistake when you chose

to build an illegal drilling facility

in the heart of Downtown Miami.

- How do you know about the facility?

- I'm not stupid.

Out of all the images I gave you,

the most promising were in the heart of Downtown Miami.

And that's when Holter bought up all

that factory space and spent all kinds of money

in construction trying to refurbish it.

But there was never anything in the press

about what it was for.

That must have been a bitch to keep quiet.

- You are smart, Brandon.

You gonna die smart.

- I'm smart enough to tell the

authorities everything I know.

That's exactly what I plan on doing.

Hey, five minutes, guy.

Ready to go.

- Look.

This isn't your fault.

I really, really need you right now.

Look, there's a truck outside taking us

to the National Guard.

Let's go, okay?

- At ease.

Tactical Team Bravo, I have Mayor Alvarez,

the chief of police, and two civilian scientists on the way.

I want the command center up and operational,

running, in 30 minutes.

Fall out!

Yes, general, it's done.

30 minutes.

Yes, sir.

- Anybody out here?

Are you crazy, lady?

Get outta town, gotta get outta town.

- Gentlemen, this is Dr. Vitrini.

- Dr. Vitrini, Colonel Anderson.

This is Mayor Alvarez.

Private, park that vehicle.

- Well, first we have to locate the lava dome.

It's gotta be somewhere in Miami, obviously.

I need a helicopter and some radar equipment.

- Lieutenant, make sure there's a pilot on alert.

The airspace will be closed within an hour

because of the air so you better do this quickly.

- Brandon, go and get the GNS setup.

- Okay.

- All right, I got a theory.

It's the cold cap, which you guys

tested during the BP spill in 2010.

- Didn't work.

- That's 'cause you injected directly into the sea bed.

- What is a cold cap?

- It's liquid nitrogen.

We attempted to freeze the oil spill

at the epicenter, turning the water into ice

and the oil into a solid. - Creating a cap made

of ice thus containing the oil.

- And who are you?

- Her accomplice.

- Okay, the cold cap doesn't work under the water.

It works underground, but I'm gonna

need massive amounts of liquid nitrogen.

- That shouldn't be a problem.

Every oil company in the state

owes us from picking up their mistakes.

Lieutenant Sanborn, get Eldridge from the 143 on the horn.

Tell him we need immediate access

to the nearest chemical plant stat.

What else?

- Okay, I'm gonna need heavy digging

equipment and a platoon or two of men.

- And what are you gonna do with them

- I'm gonna find the access and the

spill-off point of the lava dome.

- I'm gonna open it up and cool the lava

that comes out with liquid nitrogen.

- A liquid nitrogen bomb.

- More or less.

- You find the dome, you'll have the equipment and the men.

- All right, thank you.

Emily's gonna stay with you.

She knows everything that's going on

so utilize her as you want.

- There's a tactical uplink in the chopper.

Radio us when you have the coordinates.

- All right.

- Emily, come over here with me.

- Wouldn't wanna be in your shoes, mayor.

- Okay, the cold cap's in progress.

- Why, that's never gonna work, you know it.

- It's gonna give us some time.

- Okay.

GNS is in sync.

- Okay, so you're good?

- We just crossed the dome's perimeter.

We're in it now.

- Okay, move to the next grid.

- Antoinette, there's something that I need to tell you.

- What?

- It was me.

- What are you talking about?

- I sold your research to Holter.

- Come on, Brandon, get serious.

What are you doing? - I am serious.

They contacted me and I needed the money.

And...

I'm sorry.

- Next grid.

- Did you hear what I said?

- You know what, I don't wanna ever see your face again.

- I know.

- So who was your contact?

- Ray Miller.

- So when we went to his office

to confront him you just pretended not to know him?

I mean, he tried to shoot us.

And that thought didn't even cross your mind?

- One thing I can think of is why the hell

is this happening?

I know I screwed up, I'm sorry,

but you need me and we're the only people

who know how to stop this thing.

- So why did they need my data?

- They theorized that in areas where

there's high volcanic temper and sediment,

there's also greater possibility of large oil reserves.

- So Brad was right.

They were using my mapping data to place their wells.

- How did Brad find out?

- Well, the oil samples at Holter

matched the chemical components of the Alvera rock.

- Right.

- Damn it, Brandon!

Next grid.

- Where is she?

- She's in a helicopter surveying the area.

They're meant to land back here when they're done.

- Look, I need to get her alone.

- Yeah, well, she's been surrounded

by the top brass ever since she got here.

- You think of something and get back to me.

- Aye, aye, sir.

- That's it!

It's on Olive and Third.

- That's the worst place possible.

- Yes, smack bang Downtown.

Let's get back to base.

- How are we supposed to vent this

in the middle of the city?

- When we get it back I need you

to map out various venting scenarios.

Anything on land's gonna be dicey.

Dr. Vitrini to Colonel Anderson.

- Colonel Anderson, over.

- We located the lava dome at Olive and Third.

- Olive and Third, copy.

- Did you manage to locate the liquid nitrogen?

- We've located about 400,000 gallons

in containment units at the O'Hare Chemical Plant.

- How quickly can you get that downtown?

- I have four semis waiting on their loading dock

as we speak.

- Are these trucks temperature-controlled?

- Yes.

- We're just seeing where we're gonna pinpoint the cold cap.

- I'll have my men shovel out to Olive and Third

and wait in the center till further notification.

- Okay, sounds like a plan.

- How far is the chemical plant to base?

- It's close, right across the freeway.

- Okay, great, is Emily there?

- Yes, standing right next to me.

- Emily, look, I need you at the chemical plant

to run the static air against the

thermal protection of the trucks.

These need to be at 200 negative degrees

to maximize the LN2 that we're using.

- Copy.

How do I get to the chemical plant?

- I'll have someone escort you.

Private, take Miss Vitrini to the chemical plant.

- Right away, sir.

- We're out of time!

- I'll monitor the harmonic tremors to determine the

speed the lava's moving through the conduits.

It'll be on clock.

- Yeah, but it's a ticking time bomb.

How far away are we away from the base?

- All good?

- Cooler's on as low as it'll go.

- I hope it's enough.

We should head back.

- There's supposed to be another platoon at the south dock.

Should we check?

- Let's do it.

- This way.

- Colonel, Chief?

All right, so this is the lava dome.

This is the area that we're gonna be penetrating carefully.

- That's a big area.

Where exactly do you plan on piercing it?

- Well, Brandon and I are working on that right now.

- The team on the ground is using a gravity gradient meter

to determine actually how deep

below the surface the dome is.

- Well, now, hold on, there are some

high rent districts down in that area.

- Well, not anymore.

Colonel, I assume you have the explosives and the

engineering teams on standby with the liquid nitrogen.

- We have some, it all depends on how deep we have to go.

- Okay, we need to get prepped.

- Well, I don't know about blowing a hole in South Miami.

- There's going to be an eruption

in Miami in the next few hours.

Now we can let it destroy the entire city

or we can tell it where to erupt and contain the situation.

It's your choice.

- Which way to the South Dock?

What are you doing?

- His job.

You Vitrini girls have become a liability.

- Who are you?

- Shh.

- What's going on?

- Patience, you'll find out.

- Hello?

- I need you to listen closely

if you want to see your sister alive again.

- Who is this?

- Ray Miller.

- Don't listen to him, it's a trap!

- Shut her up.

Come here! - No!

- What do you want, you son of a bitch?

- Come to the chemical plant and you come alone.

Bring the laptop with the files that you stole from me.

Fair exchange.

You got 15 minutes or she's dead.

Kill her, get rid of the body.

- No, let me go!

- Shut up and move, darlin'!

- What are you doing?

- Just get me a timeline of the best way to vent the dome.

- Where are you going??

- I'll be back.

- Move it, cupcake.

Move along.

- Help, somebody help me!

- Bitch, shut up, shut up!

Play nice.

Bitch!

- Miller!

I've got what you want!

- Bring it up here.

- You come down.

- Look, this is not a negotiation.

The stairs are to your right.

- You can't hide forever!

You are really trying my patience, pretty girl.

- Six, two, five, zero, zero.

You son of a bitch.

How's this coming?

Come on, come on, come on, come on.

We don't have time for this.

Got you.

Okay, go to the next screen.

- I have your files on my computer.

- Hand it over.

- I wanna see my sister.

- She's safe, trust me.

- No, I wanna see my sister now.

I have them backed up.

They're on my server, they're encrypted.

- Now why in the hell would you wanna go on and do that?

Fine, I have someone who can retrieve them for me.

- Brandon, I don't think he's gonna be any help to you.

He told me everything.

So either you're gonna kill me or you're gonna hand

over my sister and I'll give you the backup files

with the encryption key to the server.

- All right, look, I'm gonna count to three.

If you don't hand me that computer

by then I'm gonna shoot you and your sister.

One!

Come on, two!

Three!

- Let go of my sister.

- You bitches!

- Colonel!

- What happened to you?

- It's a long story.

She needs a medic.

- Get a first aid kit.

Here, sit down.

Now, hold on a second.

If there's something you need to

tell me now is the time to do it.

- You guys, I have something here.

This dome is roughly 2500 cubic yards wide.

It's 200 feet below the surface, but look at this.

- Smaller and stronger every minute.

- We have an hour at best before this volcano erupts.

- Please tell me you have a venting scenario.

- Wait, wait, venting?

I thought we were preparing for a cold cap?

I have to evacuate the base.

- Wait, we're gonna use the nitrogen,

but only to direct the lava flow

from the eruption to here in the Miami Canal.

- And the Miami Canal runs into the Biscayne Bay.

- Right, and we're gonna vent the dome next to the canal.

- And then the magma's gonna run

down this canal like a lava tube.

Fill up that bay.

- There's only one problem.

What? - It's 200 feet

beneath the surface and we have no time to drill.

- We don't have to.

- Colonel, send your company, send the trucks.

Get all hands on deck to 1101 North River Drive.

- I do not want to send 100 men on a suicide mission.

Are you sure this is the right call?

- There's a well down there.

- It's 150 feet deep.

It's the only chance that we have.

- Colonel, I have never seen this man

miscalculate mathematical scientific equations.

I will take full responsibility for his findings.

- Okay, leave now.

I'll be right behind you. - Thank you, thank you, sir.

- Sergeant, get some Humvees available.

I need an open channel.

Attention all companies and lieutenants.

Your immediate orders are to take all equipment

and vehicles to 1101 North River Drive.

I repeat, 1101 North River Drive.

Company, move out.

- All right, let's go.

How did you know about this place?

- I did the blueprint design engineering.

Ray would never tell me where it was, but I figured it out.

You're full of surprises. - Follow me.

Let's move.

There's 20 pounds of C4 on the bottom of the well.

400 canisters of LN2 on the ground each rigged

with its own C4 to blow two seconds before we blow the well.

And on the far wall it's five pounds of C4

to breach the well and detonate.

- Okay, and the nitrogen's gonna

coat the walls of the facility.

- And the lava will flow right into the canal.

- So how are we gonna blow it?

- Long range, half a mile.

I'm looking for a signal now.

Okay, let's go.

Go, go, go, go, go, go, go!

- You okay?

- Yeah, for now.

- I'll meet you at Olive and Third.

- All right.

- Take cover.

- Are we at a safe distance?

- I don't know, we're gonna find out.

- Three, two, one, detonate!

- What happened?

- It's not going off?

- Damn it, I don't have a signal.

We must be too far away.

All right, folks, it's time for us to save our skin.

Move out.

Brandon, I said move out!

- I just need to take this close enough to get a signal.

Don't let them out of the car.

- Deville, follow me!

Drive.

- Why are we leaving him?

- He has to get closer for a signal.

He will be all right.

Damn it!

Okay.

Okay.

All right.

Damn it.

Damn.

Come on!

Come on!

Shh.

Damn!

Come on, you son of a bitch!

No!

Of course.

All right.

Okay.

- He dit it, and it's working.

Mission accomplished, all personnel return to base.

I repeat, mission accomplished.

All personnel return to base.

- One year ago, Miami averted annihilation thanks

to the brilliant mind of Dr. Antoinette Vitrini.

- You're a celebrity.

- Yeah, I think we need to get away.

- Where are you thinking?

- I don't know, somewhere cold.

- North Pole.

- No, that's too cold.

- Alaska?

Yes, that sounds good. - Okay.

Will be standing by to bring you the very latest.

John, back to you.