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You're texting again?

Huh? Come on, put that down and slow me down.

In the ocean, there's fish out there.

You're lost.

Oh my god!

Are you okay?

Are you okay?

What just happened?

It was a shark.

Oh, my God.

Welcome to Blue Water.

This better be good, Stan.

I stood up an admiral to be here.

Trust me, Commander.

You're the one to see this.

What are we looking at here?

S -11's been fitted with cameras. We received this image just ten minutes

My God.

Very National Geographic, isn't it?

Preach. See?

The girl got away.

Why didn't S -11 go after her?

Because. We jerked its leash. We told it to behave. Come again?

Like a shark.

Let me let my daughter explain.

Like a shark, S -11 can sense electrical impulses, helping it navigate.

We manipulate this ability by transmitting focused electrical charges

series of receptors implanted in S -11's cerebral cortex.

I have no idea what she just said.

S -11 is now totally under our control. Blue Water Corps has just created the

Navy's next superweapon.

Sant, crafty SOB.

It did it.

Was there any doubt?

Baby girl, bring S -11 home.

Sir, we've got S -11 on an intercept path of a fast -moving vessel. Change

course? No.

Take it in closer.

Commander, the thrill was a chance encounter.

S -11 still needs more testing. I procured millions of dollars of taxpayer

to develop that thing. Before Blue Water gets one more cent, I'd better see it

perform. But the external interface is a prototype. If something were to... What

did you have in mind, Commander?

S -11 was designed to go where the Navy can't, right?

Seek into hostile waters, hunt down drug runners and pirate vessels.

So you want us to treat that craft like the enemy?

Move in tight and pursue without being seen.

Dad make me proud pumpkin told you to stop calling me that make me proud

What's going on? F -11 isn't responding to commands. The propellers must have

damaged the external interface. Told you it wasn't ready for adverse conditions.

Get the system back online now.

It's not working.

I'm engaging the kill switch.

In three, two, one.

It's too late, Nicole.

What just happened?

F -11 escaped.

So, you ever see anybody fall off one of these things?

I've seen a guy jump once, though.

Wife left him, so he took a nosedive from 60 floors up. That's horrible.

So bad.

Close your eyes.

Close your eyes.

Feel the wind in your hair.

Splat!

It's all over with.

I can think of worse ways to go anyhow.

Like what?

Like falling face first in a french fryer.

Thanks. Now that image of my head all day.

How about getting jammed into a wood chick?

Whoa!

Oh, no!

Not like this!

Signals from the cracking implant are fading, but it looks like S -11's

south.

Commander.

You just unleashed an eight -legged man -eating shark on the world. A minor

setback. If you're thinking of going back into that lab and creating a new

freak, forget it. I'm cutting off all Blue Water funding until you get S -11

back.

Fail, and that's not all I'll cut off.

Relax, Commander. We'll get S -11.

Even if we have to go to the ends of the Earth.

Okay, telemetry shows it's heading to Mexico.

Let's get a team down there, now.

Any changes?

Hard to say.

The tracking implant was damaged when S -11 ripped off its control plate.

But we're still receiving ghost signals indicating S -11's presence in the

coastal waters. Can we pinpoint its location?

Not exactly, Dr. Sands.

But S -11 is here, and for some reason, it's sticking around.

Migratory instinct.

It'll feed along the coast a few days, and then move on.

Did you tell it, sir? We're here.

I charted as Motorcraft 2 for the recovery mission.

A fast one, I hope. It will do the job, sir. Good.

Sir, I think we should also contact Andy Flynn.

Flynn?

He's here? In Mexico?

Since you let him go two years ago.

I didn't let him go, Santos. I fired his ass.

Because he demanded a raise. A big one.

He's a greedy bastard, no doubt. But he knows this water is better than anyone,

and he knows what we're up against.

If you want S -11 back.

Andy Flynn is your best shot.

You ready for some tequila ball?

You missed.

Let's go, ladies.

Andy Flynn.

Still drinking that vodka, huh?

Santos, what's up, brother? What are you doing here? Looking for you.

No kidding.

Blue Water wants you back.

Not a chance, man.

Not a chance.

If it's about the money.

Look, it's always about the money. All right, that idiot Stan, he won't pay me

for what I'm worth. So, I'm retired.

Not anymore, amigo.

S -11 escaped.

So glad you could join us, Mr. Flynn.

Do we have a location?

No. But like an octopus, it's very territorial.

It won't stray far.

You understand you are to capture S -11, not terminate it, right?

Well, your fish might have other ideas.

S -11 can be controlled, Mr. Flynn.

Let me show you.

We call these interface darts.

Once attached, I can access S -11's bio -implants with my computer, allowing me

to direct its movement.

Like a remote -control toy.

Sounds easy.

Oh, it won't be easy, believe me.

First, we have to tranquilize S -11.

That'll make him docile.

And then he won't resist commands.

The Turks will bring S -11 to the surface, and then we can hit it with the

interface dart. Why don't we just nail it underwater with your darts? They're

more accurate as shot from a grenade launcher, and since we only have two

darts...

Accuracy is key. Once I establish a link, I can then navigate S11 to open

waters, and our techs on the yacht will be able to fix the interface.

So what do you say?

You game?

Yeah. 100 grand, 200 more upon completion.

Why not?

You think a great deal of yourself, don't you, Flynn?

Yeah. You know what I think?

I think you're a money -grubbing Neanderthal.

And the word on you is, you like cheap women and cheaper booze. Is that right?

300 grand, or I go back to the pool.

Fine, 300 grand.

But only if you bring S -11 back alive. Otherwise, you get nothing.

This is a bad idea, Sands.

We should just 86 that freak before it takes any more lives.

That freak represents a giant leap in genetic engineering.

Damage it, and heads will roll, Mr. Flynn.

Yours will be first.

Get your stuff ready.

We're going to the boat.

Santa and I will meet you at the dock.

Where is Mr.

Kingsbury?

Classy. You Kingsbury?

Well, the locals call me Pez.

What can I do for you, Angel?

First, Pez, you can stop staring at my rats.

They're just boobs. They're not going to get up and dance or anything.

Second, you can tell me about this.

How'd you find me?

It's what I do. I'm Stacey Everhart, an investigative reporter with CNE, and

this is my cameraman boat.

Hey, buddy.

You sent that to our station two days ago.

It was a joke. A joke?

That's right.

Sorry to waste your time.

You're lying.

A creature fitting this description was sighted just last week in California.

Now it's in Vallarta, and you've seen it.

Well, I wish to the devil I hadn't.

I can't close my eyes without imagining that thing squirming towards me.

It's gotten so bad, I can't take my boat out.

No, I'm done with that thing.

There's nothing you can...

What do you want to

know?

Come on.

We've got to burn off those enchiladas from last night. But we're on vacation,

and it's Mexico.

I think it's against the law to jog in Mexico.

Fine. You're going to have to save your breath anyway.

You're going to be screaming your lungs out soon.

Wait. Why?

Two words.

Bungie. Jumping. I found a great spot over the ocean.

So not funny. You know I'm afraid of heights. You're going to have to get

that sooner or later.

Today's the day.

All right. Tell you what. Do this.

Spend the rest of the day at the spa.

Mud bath?

Seaweed rough?

Sure. Okay, you're on.

Nice. Babe, that was awesome.

I can't believe I did it. Hey, who's afraid of heights now, huh? Not my girl.

Wait, I want to go again.

Wild child.

Listo? Vamos!

It's going to be like old times, Santos.

Yep. It's going to be like old times.

Got a sexy librarian vibe going.

Ever notice that?

Don't even think it, bro.

All right, I'm just going to talk to her. I heard that before. Remember

the lady snake charmer with cobras?

Cairo, come on. My left butt chick went black, Flynn. Almost fell off.

Oh, you miss me?

You might have noticed I took a little hiatus from Blue Water.

By hiatus, you mean my father fired you.

Yeah.

I didn't notice, Mr.

Flynn. Call me Andy.

All right.

Get this over with so I can get back to work.

Give me your best line.

Okay.

Here.

What? A souvenir from Baghdad.

Piece of shrapnel.

From an IED.

Went back here, played ping -pong with my insides.

If it weren't for Santos over there, I probably wouldn't have made it.

So I have him to blame.

Look, I remember you too, Nicole, all right?

Spent your whole life in that lab. First one there, last one to leave.

And I get it, that was me once.

All right, my whole life was worse.

Thanks to this little guy, I live like there's...

There's no tomorrow.

So, that's my line.

What do you think?

Being fresh in the lab earned me a doctorate from MIT and made me one of

best biomechanical engineers in the country.

I care about what I do, Mr. Flynn.

As for you, you're a mercenary.

Says it all.

Okay. Shut up.

Okay, if that didn't get your booty shaking, have somebody check your pulse,

because you might be dead. I'm Captain Jack, and this is PV Pirate Radio,

Break Destination.

And just in case they're listening, I wanted to give a special shout -out to

FCC, because those are the boys who kicked my ass out of America, and boys,

have doomed me to a life filled with sandy, beautiful beaches, smoking -hot

senoritas, and ice -cold pina coladas.

You sure taught me a lesson.

Folks, I may never leave here.

You're kidding me, right?

I mean, this place is amazing.

Yeah, whatever.

And what is it with all this?

What do you call it?

Sunshine? Yeah, sunshine.

Enough with the freaking sun already. It's annoying.

What do you got here?

Tell you in a sec.

You are live in five.

Four, three, two... Hey, party people, it's Captain Jack, and you are listening

to PV Pirate Radio.

First mate Steffi has just handed me some breaking news.

Apparently, a half -shark, half -octopus has been sighted off the coast two

miles south of Playa del Sol.

According to sources, it is armed and dangerous.

Yes, it's half -octopus. It would be eight armed and dangerous, right?

Well, Stephanie apparently is hitting the tequila a little early today, and

she's not sharing with her captain.

I always share with you.

Yeah. So what is this, Stephanie? Is this some mad experiment gone horribly

wrong? Maybe they're doing a movie.

Oh, yeah. I can see that now. A former Navy SEAL slash oceanographer is

down this abomination before it takes any more lives.

I'd watch it.

Yeah, I know you would, Stephanie.

That's because you're easily amused.

I've seen you mesmerized watching a frozen burrito rotate in a microwave

Let's get back to the music, shall we?

Coming up next, it's the Cheetah Horse, a very hot band out of New York City.

Here's their latest hit. It's called Hot Rod Hell Kitten.

meow what are you doing with this stuff

What makes you think it'll come back here?

Well, when you spend your days gutting fish, you learn a thing or two about

marine life.

It's hard to believe you're still single.

I thought some lucky lady would have snapped you up by now.

As I was saying, octopi are very territorial.

It'll be back.

Santos, take it 20 miles south, don't buy the raw.

Let me see that thing.

Easy, bro.

Does Chris inject enough MS -222 to put a bull shark to sleep?

But it can't bring down S -11?

S -11's metabolism is higher than a typical shark.

Tracks just make it more... immutable.

Kind of like you and tequila.

I got a signal.

Two miles south of here. Yeah, I know the place. Resorts all over the area.

Dad? Yes, Nicole?

We got a signal.

I don't have to tell you what to take here, pumpkin.

I'm counting on you, Nicole.

Bring S -11 home.

Okay, Stacy, in three, two...

Stacy Everhart here with local fisherman Ryan Kingsbury.

It's Pez.

All right, Pez, can you tell us what you saw?

Well, I first saw the creature coming in from out there chasing a charter.

I thought it was a shark at first, and then I saw the tentacles.

Black, soulless eyes like my third wife's. Cut.

What are you doing? Are you high or just that stupid?

Holy crap!

Hey!

Get out of there!

Get out of there!

You want to play?

Not really.

Sure horrible.

Come on. Let's go

I told you the chaser got damaged when S -11 escaped.

Great. So we're chasing ghosts out here.

I don't think so.

You sure our freak did that?

The abrasions on his body are tentacle markings.

Why you didn't eat him?

Maybe he wasn't hungry.

Keen insight.

So glad you came along.

Tell me something, Miss Vance.

What do you know?

I know Occupy like Big Rock.

There's something on TV I think you should see.

My crew and I captured this footage an hour ago

around Playa del Sol.

And that's supposed to make me feel any better?

Neither is its brutality.

There's no confirmation by authorities yet, but fatalities are certain.

Dr. Sands, you've got an incoming call on satellite link. It's Commander Cox.

All right, patch him in.

White.

First bring me a great big enormous scotch.

Three and eight, sir.

What's going on?

Why did we come ashore?

To get away from your dad's Eagle Scout.

So you can tell me what the hell you're hiding.

What are you talking about?

S -11's killing at random. Why?

I told you, I have no idea.

Look, even I know sharks aren't serial killers, okay? They kill for a purpose.

An octopi?

Smart as hell. And not to mention stealthy.

Okay, so they're not going to expose themselves unless they got a damn good

reason not to. Maybe our neural implants are damaging the impulse controls in

S11's brain. Or maybe your father did something to that freak, something you

don't know about.

You know, a little gene splicing behind closed doors.

No, he wouldn't do that, not without consulting me first. My father is a man

science. Yeah, you know, how about you tell that to the dead guy out there?

What's that supposed to mean?

It means that I think your dad intended S11 to succeed at all costs.

Blue Water didn't hire you to think.

Hired you to do a job.

And if you can't do it, we'll find someone who can.

Get Tom on the phone.

Look, I don't care if he's in a meeting. Tell him Stacey Everhart wants to talk

to him now.

Thank you.

Yep, I'm watching the recap right now. So what did the network say?

The network is replacing you, Stacy.

What? I'm sorry, but that's the decision they've made. But it's my story.

Hey, Stacy.

I hope you understand, all right? No, I understand.

Fine.

That bastard's just sending in another reporter to take the lead.

What?

What is it?

Basically, we're not a part of the attack.

Show me.

This is where I first spotted the creature.

This was the attack on the bungee tower.

And this was the attack on the resort.

So it's sticking to the coast heading south.

Yeah. What are we supposed to do? Just head south and hope we run into it? I

mean... Wart the shot.

And maybe we can get some more footage.

Then the network would have to make us the leads.

You know?

I bet we could cover a lot more miles by boat.

Fine. But you're gonna double my salary, and you're gonna pay for my car.

Oh, Pez, I could just hug you right now.

I mean, if you were better looking and had better hygiene.

What the hell?

Pez?

I'm sorry.

Lock and load, boys!

Get wet.

You got the helm, brother?

You better watch your back down there.

Oh, watching my back is your job.

I don't know. Am I in your will?

Yeah, my dog.

You don't have a dog.

Hey, remember, my dad doesn't want S -11 harmed, all right?

We always do what daddy says, don't we?

Relax, I've got 300 ,000 reasons to bring that thing back in one piece.

Stick to the plan.

Trank it, force it to the surface, then Santos shoots it with your remote

-controlled gizmo, and you guys jockey it back to your yacht if

your gear really works.

Yeah, it does work.

Just make sure you don't miss.

I haven't yet.

Patch him in.

Guess what I just saw on CNE.

S -11 looks impressive on TV, doesn't it, Commander?

Are you drinking?

Yes, I am.

Scotch. Good scotch.

Damn it, Sands. You said you could handle this. Listen, if you can't handle

it... No, Commander, you listen.

The Navy said they wanted a killing machine. That's exactly what I gave

And yes, the civilian deaths are a tragedy.

But greatness comes at a price. It always has.

Just capture that freak before it shows up on TV again.

If the media links this to the Navy, we're screwed.

Don't worry, Commander.

I've got my best man on it.

Don't worry. Flink can take care of himself.

Worry?

Why would I be worried?

No reason.

Hey, do me a favor.

Stay out of my business and focus on the shooting.

Alright?

Yes, ma 'am.

What is that?

Ink! Oh god no!

behind me.

They shot me in the leg.

Did you trunk it?

No. They pulled it out of the tide.

What about the others?

They're gone.

They're dead.

What makes you think we'll find it out here?

Don't know.

But if you got a better idea, I'm all ears.

Don't know. You're the captain.

Nice yacht, by the way.

Bite me.

What do you think?

Two or three stitches?

This is nothing.

Remember that go -go dancer in Bangkok?

Crazy chica, nearly beat your pinky toe up.

Now, that was bad.

And I have no idea where that thing came from.

Like it knew we were coming.

That was Shark 2, amigo. No, no, this wasn't part of my instinct.

This was a planned attack.

Is that mine?

Damn it.

You better not have any diseases.

Burns when I urinate?

Shouldn't be concerned, should I?

Well, there's Daddy.

Dad?

Yeah, it escaped, and the tracer went dead again.

Is that your dad?

Tell him I missed him.

Is that Flynn?

Yeah. He's still in shock from the blood loss.

Can he continue the mission? He'll be fine.

But the others, they weren't so lucky.

They knew the risks, Nicole.

Dad, S -11 is a killer, and they're random. It's not even feeding on

Dad?

I had the tech boys make some adjustments to S11's subroutines.

You altered my programming?

S11 was a hunter.

We needed a killer.

So we enhanced its aggressiveness. But Dad, I designed the Bioware. I should

have been consulted. This isn't right.

It's time for you to grow up, baby girl.

Our feelings are irrelevant.

Right now, all that matters is getting S11 back.

Yes. Good.

Now bring F -11 home, baby girl.

Did he ask about me?

Can you move on that thing?

Why? You want to go dancing later?

Do you always make asinine jokes when men have died?

Look, what do you want from me? I want you to do your damn job and capture F

-11.

You're the woman. Fire it up!

Where are we headed? Down!

He's headed straight for that boat.

I'm pulling up behind them to get their attention.

We've got to get them out of here.

Hey!

Hey, Lee! Hey, this is restricted area!

Can you hear them? I can't hear what they're saying.

This is restricted area!

Boat, get on the clock. Something's going on.

Please go!

They're not listening.

They'll listen to this.

Keep filming.

What are you doing? I didn't sign up to get shot. That's my story you're running

away from. I'm getting the hell out of here.

Hey!

You crazy bitch!

Your dad's going to have to settle for damaged goods.

It's heading away from the rocks.

I'm going to run that bastard down.

Santos, take the help.

I'm going to take a shot at it. Got it.

I'm on it.

Perfect. To the boat, Matt. Loser gets the tequila.

Let's do it.

What are these morons doing?

Hey, you're a little close, huh?

What are you doing?

What is this, an amusement park to you?

I'm trying to fish here!

Hey Maria!

I can't believe this!

What's going on honey?

Bunch of stupid punks!

Where's Bob?

I don't know.

He was just right behind you.

Hey, something just touched my leg.

What was that?

I've been horrible to you this whole time, and you don't deserve it.

Sorry, Flynn.

It's Andy.

Andy?

There's something I need to tell you.

Gracias, Miguel.

What?

Nothing.

What'd you find out?

The powerboat was rented by some blue water corporation, some shady genetics

engineering firm knee -deep in defense department contracts.

Enough cash to go off Frankenstein and create our fish.

That's great.

What is wrong with you?

Were you a lawyer in a past life?

Or no, maybe you work at the DMV.

Did you feel nothing, Stacy?

That guy was killed right in front of us, inches away.

Inches away.

Gosh, he was kind of a nice guy, you know?

He was a little funky, but he was okay.

Now he's dead.

And that's tragic, truly.

But the story of a lifetime is right out that door, and we can find it thanks to

Peppa's mask.

Oh, come on, Bone.

He would have wanted it this way.

Don't let his death mean nothing.

You're so full of crap.

I know, but you're coming with me anyway.

Hell not.

Your father did what?

Altered S11's neural implants, disrupting serotonin levels, making it

aggressive.

That explains all the random attacks.

You know what? I gave up to be my dad's perfect little scientist.

Now he goes and does this behind my back.

I'm sorry, Nicole.

Can I say?

He's my dad. I love him.

Lynn.

It's a tracking device on my computer.

S11's near.

Do you mind telling us the plan?

We've been one step behind that freak all day.

Time to cut it off.

You aren't going to believe this.

What?

Finally ready to admit you're attracted to me?

Thank God. Sexual tension was unbearable.

Gross. God, you... All right, easy.

Simple no would have sufficed.

Captain has feelings, you know.

All right, Jack, there has been another sighting of this creature, and now

supposedly C &E is running footage of it. Really?

Wow.

How gullible do you think I am? Look, this isn't a joke. I swear.

Jeff, please warn the audience.

Okay, I'll warn them.

Attention, all hands.

This is your captain speaking.

We're getting more reports about this half -shark, half -octopus creature

terrorizing the coast.

But please do not panic. There is a way we can stop this thing.

Virgin sacrifices.

Yes, the Mexican Fish and Game Commission assures me the only way to

this beast is to offer it a beautiful virgin, preferably 18 to 25 years old.

I repeat.

Sharktopus wants our virgins.

So, all prospective candidates, please email your photos, preferably nude, to

CaptainJack at PVPirateRadio .com.

I wish there was another way.

I'm sorry. This is our only hope.

Damn you, Sharktopus!

Oh, butt.

Don't look at me like that.

you live with yourself so you're not punking me in this thing no stephy this

to be a hoax okay it's got to be there's no way a shark octopus fishy thingy

really exists well i hope you're right trust me okay there is no such thing as

shark

the love is next to the road.

Where are we? We?

Just keep your eyes on the road.

Shame on you if you kill us before charter puts us down.

Honey, why don't we go back to the resort?

Not until I hook a fish.

Are you still worried about that shark we saw?

It wasn't a shark.

Look, babe, relax.

It's a big ocean.

No matter what it was, we're not going to see it again.

What are we doing here?

We're two miles off the last signal. Check your map.

You'll notice the distance between S -11's attacks are nearly equal.

How do you figure this out?

That guy lost Arcos.

I wasn't sure.

And now you are?

Nope. But I'm sick and tired of chasing the freak around all day, so if I'm

right, he'll come to us.

You're in no condition for diving.

We've been planning on it. We can lure S11 to the surface without using the

tranks. And how do we do that?

What?

You ever seen five gallons of fish cut before?

Whoa. Come here.

God, did you get a fish?

Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

Got you.

I can't believe you bought that.

Oh, stupid.

Oh, how about now? How about now, honey? How about now?

How about now, honey? Huh?

Get us over there.

No.

Chunk's working. S11's coming to us.

S11 has gone off the grid. Software is glitching.

It knew setting up an ambush.

It knew.

What are you doing?

What I should have done from the beginning.

You okay?

Yeah.

Andy, look!

It's heading for the resort!

Great.

We must have damaged the propellers.

Oh no, damn it!

What's happening?

S -11 just killed Santos.

It's moving ashore.

Has it been harmed?

What? Has S -11 been harmed?

Listen to me, you arrogant bastard. Santos was my best friend, all right?

Emotion is blinding, Mr. Flynn.

It's bigger than Santos.

It's bigger than you.

Yeah, I'll think about that when I'm drowning your freaking bullets.

I have one million dollars that says you won't do that.

One million.

To bring S -11 back to me. What do you say?

What do you say?

Keep your money.

Sir, we've got Commander Cox on the satellite link again.

Patch him.

What's the news, Sands? You catch our fish yet?

It's my fish.

And we're closing in on it. Not good enough. You need to bag that thing now.

you can't do it, I'll send a team in to terminate it.

Shut up. It can be there in an hour. Turn that freak of yours into chowder

leave no sign that it ever existed. Shut up!

Sans! Cut him off.

What's going on? Son of a bitch.

Find a place to stop this thing, cut. Move!

Contact Briggs. Tell him to get a car ready.

Go!

The engine's toast.

Doctor's got left.

Come on, come on, baby!

You can make it!

Andy, wait.

Talk to me.

I am done talking.

Tell me we can find them.

Yes, sir. We're tracking the GPS on your daughter's computer.

Honestly, Mr. Sand, I don't think that's going to be enough to stop S -11.

Mount 4, S -11.

Which way?

I don't know. Cool, Dad. Look.

Oh, my God!

You can't hide. I'll find you.

Damn it.

Where does this channel lead?

Where are you going? I might be able to head it off before it reaches the river.

Okay, if that's 11, what's upriver?

That's a pass by here.

Check the trail.

No signal.

What?

What about them?

Excuse me.

Excuse me, everyone.

There's a killer shark -octopus hybrid headed this way, so please leave the

marina in a timely fashion. What are you talking about?

No. No?

Okay. How about this?

You enjoyed that way too much. It worked, didn't it?

Mr. Flint!

Tell me, Mr. Flint.

When did you become such a people person?

Dad, what are you doing?

Last chance for you to reconsider my offer. For what?

Your boy's going to shoot me down?

What's your life compared to a miracle of science?

Dad, don't do this. Baby girl, my SUV's in the parking lot. Go wait for me

there.

No.

I'm not your little girl anymore.

Andy's right.

S11 needs to be put down.

You don't know what you're saying. S11's the crime against nature.

We went too far.

It can be controlled, baby. You know that.

At what price?

How many more lives are you going to sacrifice?

What about my life?

Oh, baby.

S11 is my creation.

Mine.

I dedicated my entire life to it. I will not allow anyone to destroy it.

Not even you.

Oh, fuck.

I've got to go after it.

Someone will come for you.

You say that the last three stops.

This map is useless.

We should call it quits for today.

We call it quits when I say we call it quits.

Hey, it's the guy from the speedboat.

The one following Sharktopus.

Come on.

All right, the river narrows a few miles south, so we just need to get a pair of

wheels. All right.

I'm Stacy Everhart with C &E. Can you tell me what you're doing here? Get out

my face, lady. What connection do you have to the creature known as the

Sharktopus? Are you employed by the Blue Water Corporation?

You got a car?

Yeah. Give me a cheese.

You're going after that van, aren't you?

Take me with you and you can use my van.

No. Then have fun walking.

Gotta love Mexican rolls, huh?

What are you planning?

The root bottleneck's upstream. I'll cut it off there.

What about my story?

No names, no interviews.

Then what the hell do I get?

Exclusive footage of Sharktopus getting shot to hell.

Hey guys, can I get you anything?

Got no bullets left, and we're out of grenades.

You could use this.

Nicole, we're past that.

Wait, hear me out.

S -11 has a kill switch.

Explosives laced into its neural implants, but the switch became

S -11's bio -air was damaged.

Then what good is it?

My dad.

I think he was trying to tell me something.

I think I can access the kill switch with my computer.

Bone. Bone.

What? I think it's over there.

But only if we establish a link with the interface dart.

We're going to blow up S11's brain.

But we can only establish a link if we get close enough to the interface dart

and S11.

Okay. So in other words, what you're trying to say is that I've got to tag

mother with an interface dart and you've got to be close enough to blow it to

hell?

Yeah.

That's the plan.

Better than no plan.

Levi, calm down, okay?

I cannot believe that you didn't

get that shot. I am sick of your attitude.

You know what?

I'm tired about you, I'm tired about the work, and I'm just going your way and

I'm going my way.

Fine. Mom!

Jack, Jack, come here. Come to me, buddy. It's okay, come on. Trust me,

okay. Jack, come on. Come to me. It's all right. Give me your hand.

There you go. There you go.

Yeah. Let's go, buddy.

I got you.

Yeah. Yeah. Come here. I got you.

I got you. Let's go.

Here.

It's the last one. You better not miss. Oh, I've been missing all day, and I'm

getting tired of it.

Now go over there. It'll be safer.

No.

I'm staying with you. Nicole, go over there and get your mojo ready.

I'm going to draw it to you.

Go!

Oh god.

Oh god.

Oh my god!

Oh, Dad, what did you do?

I hope you choke on me, you freak.

Oh, Dad.

You need help?

I'll live.

That thing better not jump out at us again.

No.

That only happens in the movies.

Yeah.