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- Hey, Anthony.

What do ya need, Joe?

What's the word?

- There's somethin' wrong with our secondary safety valve

down on 4B.

Last night I heard a rattle and it's startin' to concern me.

Not much more we can do on our end.

I'm workin' to get

the Deeptide Petroleum inspectors out here.

- I'm supposed to take some more riggers out there today.

- Well okay, but according to these reports,

there hasn't been a inspector on that rig in six months.

But if that safety valve blows, huge disaster.

- Anthony, we need to send some more of our crew out there

to take a look at it right away.

- Will do.

- (mumbles) good idea.

(intense foreboding music)

- [Reporter] 12 crew members are assumed dead

as a result of a Deeptide Petroleum oil rig explosion

off the coast of Florida.

As we speak, millions of gallons of crude oil

are gushing into the Gulf of Mexico poisoning its waters.

- [Reporter] Among the presumed dead

is Deeptide Petroleum longshoreman Joe Patterson,

who only days ago warned the company

of a faulty safety valve.

Although we do not know the extent of the devastation,

we do know that this spill

will have seriously grave consequences

for the coastal residents and marine life.

- [Gaylord] Caufman Chemicals

has been making great strides in the food industry.

Our products will eventually

eliminate poverty around the world.

Our new GMCH will make super food in abundance.

It's gonna change the way people think about food.

(eerie music)

(water whooshing)

(boat engine rumbling)

- Frank, you get that anchor in the water

and let's get this shit unloaded.

(lighter clicking)

- Start dumpin' them buckets

and let's get the fuck outta here

before another storm bust our asses!

- I don't know Capt'n, four times this year?

Maybe we should back off for a while.

I was on the internet last night

readin' 'bout Caufman Chemicals.

They're making some weird shit.

- You shut the fuck up, Frankie.

This shit ain't gonna hurt the water

any more than that damn oil spill did.

(liquid trickling)

- What's in this shit, anyway?

- Leftover farming crap, antibiotics 'n shit.

They make it to make seeds and plants grow more.

- It's not good.

- It's not good.

- I mean we're eatin' this shit?

That's fucked up.

- Look, you assholes ain't paid to think.

Now get this shit unloaded, I ain't doin' it by myself.

Frankie, get to work.

Alverez, get back there and start dumpin'.

- Hey, all I'm sayin' is the FDA has rules

for gettin' rid of this crap.

Let's not dump it in the Gulf.

I fish these waters, we fish these waters.

Last thing I wanna do is feed this poison to my kids,

let alone anyone else.

- Listen here you treehuggin' asshole,

I don't give a rat's ass about the FDA!

I don't hear you bitchin' about the money!

Now get these damn buckets unloaded now!

- We're fishermen, Capt'n.

You don't pay us enough to totally fuck up this marine life.

- Yeah Cap, you didn't say this was that bad.

- [Jack] I didn't say this was that bad?

What'd you pussies think we's out here

doin' late at night all secret-like?

(Frankie coughing and gagging)

- It's this shit and this shit makin' him sick.

- Go get that bucket, you sorry son of a bitch!

What're ya waitin' for, asshole?

In the water!

(water splashing)

And you, for the last time, you green piece of shit,

get movin' and empty the damn buckets!

- I'm not doin' this anymore.

- Dammit, Frankie!

(knife thudding) (blood spurting)

(water splashing)

- You're gonna bring down the cops on us, man.

- Will be no cops.

- Aw c'mon, Capt'n.

I promise not to say nothin', man.

(muffled crosstalk) (ominous music)

(gun blasting)

(water splashing)

- Leon, (coughs and wheezes) help!

- [Leon] Fuckin' get outta the lake.

Leave the bucket, Alverez.

- No.

No, no!

(gun blasting)

(soft intriguing music)

(boat engine roaring)

(electric shaver buzzing)

(hairspray fizzing)

(birds chirping)

(light, cheerful music)

- (mumbles) Sarge, what do you got?

- Hey.

Well, I have three missing person reports

on my desk marked suspicious.

One,

Jeana Alverez says she hasn't seen

her husband in three days.

Another, Betty Evans with a similar report

and two more I haven't even read yet.

Thank you.

These are just adding to a growing list of missing persons

and you're all I got.

- C'mon Sarge, I came down here to get away

from 25 years of this crap.

I took this job expectin' to patrol beaches

and hand out parking tickets, not solve potential homicides.

- Brian we're a small department, you know this.

We have to work with what we have.

They're coming down on my head.

But I'll tell you what, I'll tag team on this one with you.

- Gimme the file, I'll get on it.

(Ben chuckling)

(bracelets jingling)

- My parents hate you.

Oh my gosh, I forgot to leave a note on the counter.

My mom is gonna go ballistic when she finds out

that I took all her money.

- Your mom is such a bitch, man.

Think that's him comin' now.

That's him, gimme the dummy bag.

(soft country music)

Got the money? - You got the reefer?

- Oh my gosh, the cops are coming.

Hide it, hide it.

The cops are coming, they just went around the corner.

Just put it away.

Give us the money.

C'mon, just don't rat us out. - I don't see anything.

- Just give us the money before they bust us up.

Please, please, come on.

Gimme the money now!

(tires screeching)

♪ Now rock n' roll ♪

♪ Smokin' hot like a Z-Z-Z-Z Top radio ♪

♪ Even bag (mumbles) stack ♪

♪ And turn it up to 10 ♪

♪ Gotta gimme, gotta gimme ♪

(man grunting)

♪ 'Cause the girl's all righty ♪

♪ When you roll like that ♪

(soft, serene music)

- Hey Detective, what's up?

- You owe me $5.00, sucker.

- Bullshit man, he hit him with a fuckin' chair.

You don't bring a foreign object

into the ring like that, man.

- Hey, the ref made the call and he got the belt.

Hoo, $5.00.

- (sighs) Yeah, got your $5.00.

- Alright. - Want a beer?

- I can't do it, bro.

I'm on duty.

Hey, I'll take some tater tots.

- Just made some fresh.

Oh Jimbo, need tots.

♪ Well I'm gonna relax ♪

- Alright. - Ketchup.

- You are the man.

♪ I'm gonna take some time ♪

♪ And let myself unwind ♪

- Hold on, hold on, I wanna hear this.

♪ 'Cause God it feels so fine ♪

- This is Tom Arch, Sun 1 News.

I'm in front of the Redington Shores Town Hall

with Detective Brian Calloway

of the Redington Shores Police Department.

Good afternoon, Detective.

- Good afternoon, Tom.

- Detective, we have information

that there's been an alarming increase

in the number of missing people in Redington Shores.

People are very frightened.

We also know that eight people out missing so far this year

compared to only two last year.

Can you explain that?

- Yes, we have had people reported missing,

but that's not unusual.

Redington Shores is a highly-desired destination

for vacationists.

We have a constant flow of tourists comin' and going.

Also this time of the year,

many of the residents-- - What, you're a star now?

- Pick up and go up north for the summer.

Sometimes these people lose contact

with their friends and loved ones.

There's a couple of cases

where people actually don't wanna be found.

But regardless,

we take every missing persons report seriously

and law enforcement is doing everything they can

to locate these people.

- That was Detective Brian Calloway

and this is Tom Arch reporting.

- Well, looks like you got a pretty big job ahead of you.

We ain't goin' fishin' for a while, I guess?

- I guess not.

Take a raincheck?

- Sure, I'll be here.

♪ Now you might think I'm lazy ♪

- Hey.

♪ But if you go there, I know you relate ♪

- I gotta takeoff.

♪ It's the sunshine. ♪

♪ It's the Sunshine ♪

♪ Well it's the sunshine ♪

- You cops couldn't find your asses

even if it was handed to ya.

♪ It's the sunshine, sunshine state ♪

- I gotta get goin'.

You need to lay-off that Crown, Kyle.

- Yeah, yeah, yeah, whatever.

- Go home, sleep it off.

♪ Yeah, you might think I'm lazy ♪

♪ Might think I'm crazy ♪

♪ But if you go there, I know you relate ♪

- Jim! - Brian,

why the angry face?

- Man, I just lost my cool in there.

I wiped ketchup all over some hotdog.

- What'd you do that for, man?

- We've had a couple more people come up missing, brother.

The heat's really comin' down on us law enforcement guys.

- You've always taken your job so personal.

That's why you moved here for is to get away from all that.

- Yeah that's what I thought, too.

- You know what, Brian?

See that beautiful beach over there?

You need to find yourself a beautiful chick,

head out for the beach.

Get yourself some sun, fun 'cause remember one thing,

it's all beautiful, baby!

(hands slapping)

- You got it, Jim.

- Ally, why do you do the things that scare me to death?

Out in the lake swimming late at night?

What were you thinking?

You could've drowned!

Jake's parents are furious!

That lake is on our property.

We coulda been held liable.

Do you even know what that word means?

- It was hot, we just wanted to cool off.

- I'll be right back.

- You want me to give you your freedom?

How can I give you freedom?

I can't even trust you.

I teach school all day long disciplining other children,

but it just seems like you're running wild.

(huffs) Maybe I should tel your father

that you went out for a late-night swim in your underwear.

(Alex mumbling)

Ally and another friend of hers

decided to go out for a late-night swim.

- [Alex] Ally, you know how dangerous that is.

(Ally groaning)

- Well girly, you're grounded for the next week.

- Frickin' school starts in a week.

Do you expect me to sit in this house

the rest of the summer?

- Yes and even longer if you continue

to use those kind of words.

- Well, maybe not

'cause we're goin' to the beach in the morning.

- This is great.

Now I'm expected to go on this lame family trip.

I'd rather be grounded.

Life sucks.

- Sorry, Beth.

- The beach?

The last two times you canceled.

- No, I had it out with Paul again today.

I'm lone man on the totem pole.

I had to do grunt work for the last 20 days and for what?

I told him my family is my priority.

- Corporate law is your priority.

You've been outta town 17 days out of this month.

Corporate law has taken its toll on the girls,

not to mention our marriage.

- Look Beth, I've thought about it a lot.

I've done the last 20 depositions and for what?

A bunch of guilty bastards who pay us

to keep 'em outta jail where they belong?

I don't care if they fire me, we're goin' in the morning.

- (huffs) I won't hold my breath.

- Hi, pumpkin.

How was your visit with Dr Vincent today?

- Okay.

- Did you talk about the monsters

and how they're all goin' away?

- I don't want them to go away!

I like them.

They're my only friends.

Other kids tease me and are scared of monsters, but not me.

Dr Vincent says that the monsters will grow up and leave me.

Well for now, they wanna be with me and that's okay.

- Well I've got some big news.

- What is it?

- We're goin' to the beach and we're leavin' in the morning.

- My stuff is still packed from last time.

- (sighs) Well, then you're all ready to go then.

♪ What do ya say we smoke some marijuana ♪

♪ Let's go to Boca ♪

- Look at this, $3,200.

Not bad for a little hard day's work selling parsley.

(both chuckling)

- Hey, we could go to the beach.

Be there by tomorrow morning.

Soak up some sun, party, have a good time.

- Yeah my mom will have the SWAT team looking for us,

but she won't find us there.

(airplane whirring)

- Mr Johnson, Mr Johnson.

Your company is getting numerous negative reviews

posted on social media about your recent

new genetically-modified chemical hybrids.

Our sources report that your sales have plummeted

approximately 30% this fiscal year.

Is the public onto something?

- You know something?

Caufman Chemical's made great strides in the food industry.

Our products will eventually eliminate poverty

around the world.

Our GMCH will change the way people think about food.

So from the depths of your unequivocal ignorance,

how could that possibly be detrimental?

(chuckles) Will you excuse me?

- Mr Johnson, the APA has been investigating Caufman

on environmental infractions such as

improper hazardous waste dumping and material handling

and now this new GMHC.

No foundation for their actions?

- No, absolutely not.

Caufman Chemical has been in this business for 30 years.

Our products are widely available and they're life-changing,

so if you'll excuse me.

- Mr Johnson, one more question.

Just one more question.

One more question, please.

(muffled speech)

(relaxing island music)

(woman chuckling)

- Ooh, hi there.

No luggage?

- We travel light.

Took a cab.

- Must be the honeymoon, huh? - Ooh, yeah.

- Here's the keys.

Have a great week, enjoy yourself.

- The beach, man.

- Yeah.

Wow.

- How fucking cool is this? - I know.

Good thing we left that old car.

(both chuckling)

We sure got over on that jackass.

He shouldn't be doin' drugs anyway. (chuckles)

- Let's start this honeymoon.

- Yeah, baby.

- No mom, I'm not dating anyone.

Working for the EPA's my life, mom.

No, having kids and getting married is not what I need.

I'm not ready for another puppy, mom.

Listen, I gotta go back to work.

Tell daddy hello.

I'll call you tomorrow.

I love you,

bye.

- How old are you, Dr Warner, PhD?

Are you still crying over that dog?

It's time to get over it.

There's been enough whimpering going on around here.

How'd you like to take in that new Dali exhibit?

(elbow thudding)

- Trevor, I want you to leave me alone.

I'm not going out with you.

You're my boss

and HR policies state that I cannot date you.

That is a blessing.

(sighs) Did you see that interview with Gaylord Johnson?

- Yes I saw it, why?

- I think it's gonna help with the investigation

with Caufman Chemicals and that new GMCH

they're tryin' to squeeze by the FDA.

- All that information is tightly under wraps.

All your efforts are gonna be a waste of time.

But anyhow if something happens,

just keep me in the loop okay?

- I will.

But I need you to get behind me on this, Trevor.

Use your resources and help me nail this guy.

- Well I'd love to get behind you on this.

(chuckles) Jeez.

(Sarah sighing)

(intense investigative music)

- Hey Leon, let's have a little chat.

- What the fuck do you pricks want?

- We pricks wanna know 'bout that sunset cruise

you took wit your buddies.

- I don't know what the fuck you're talkin' about.

What buddies?

I don't have any buddies.

- No buddies?

That's funny.

That's the first thing you said that's not a lie.

- We have a witness that places you at the dock

the night four men went missing the very next day.

- You've got nothin' on me.

- We'll be back.

You're not gettin' away with this one.

- Look, why don't you pricks get the hell outta here?

Especially you, you weird little fuck.

- Hey, Sarge? - Yeah.

- I wonder what it feels like to be Gaylord Johnson's bitch.

- Well he should be used to it,

especially when we put him away. (laughs)

(intense investigative music)

(calming island music)

♪ There's somethin' 'bout this place ♪

♪ Puts a smile on my face ♪

♪ I got a feelin' today ♪

♪ Well I ain't joinin' the race ♪

♪ I think I'm gonna sit back ♪

♪ Let the hours ♪

(soft intriguing music) (waves whooshing)

♪ I'm gonna take some time ♪

♪ And let myself unwind ♪

♪ God it feels so fine ♪

(phone ringing)

- [Patty] Mr Johnson, I have a Jack Raper here to see you.

I told him you were busy, but he was very insistent.

Should I call security?

- No that's okay, Patty.

You just go ahead and send him up.

(door knocking)

How did you get up here?

- I got my ways.

Pretty damn fancy!

- I thought we decided you were never gonna come up here.

- You weren't takin' my calls,

so I was feelin' all neglected-like.

- What do you want?

- Lotsa bullshit doin' this last dump.

Last crew went to Alaska, so I had to get some more men.

Fishermen are gettin' all weirded out

about dumpin' this crap, askin' a lotta questions.

Now I'm not complainin', but dumpin' toxic waste

all secret-like's given me a lot more headaches

now that you are all over the news.

- You know somethin'?

Alaska, my ass.

You don't think I know what's goin' on here?

Why don't you just do the job I'm paying you to do?

Alright look,

I'll give you an extra $1,000,

but I never wanna see you again.

- Mighty generous of you, Gaylord.

But to be on the safe side, make it two.

- Alright, I'll give you 2,000.

But if you ever come back here again,

I'm gonna have you personally escorted out.

You got me?

We're done.

- Gaylord, are you tryin' to break up with me? (laughs)

- Get the fuck outta here.

- You need to get the hell outta here

before I rip your head off and shove it up your dyin' ass.

- Bye! (laughs)

- Oh my god.

(seagulls squealing) (waves whooshing)

- Wow, this place is fantastic.

All you have to do is walk right out your door

and you're on the beach.

- "Serendipity on the Shores' a family-oriented,

"privately-owned," blah blah blah.

"Don't forget the sunscreen

"and watch out for the sand spurs."

- What's a sand spur?

- These little jagged things that (mumbles)

if you walk through the dunes that really hurt.

- Hi, y'all.

My name is Tiffany, but people call me Tiff.

That over there, that's Chase.

He's my husband.

We're on our honeymoon.

- Oh, congratulations. - Thank you.

- This is my husband Alex.

- Hi, Alex.

- Our daughters, Lizzie and Ally.

- Hi. - I'm Beth.

- Nice to meet you. - Nice to meet you.

- Nice.

(Beth stuttering)

Nice to meet you.

If you need anything, anything at all,

I'm just sayin' I'm right over there.

- I think we'll be fine.

- Sorry, we have to go.

We're gonna go spike our protein shake with the rum.

Let's go, baby.

Woo!

- If you need anything, anything at all,

I'll be right over there.

Really? (gags)

(Ally and Beth laughing)

- Monster bully.

(soft relaxing music)

(cellphone buzzing)

- Hello.

- Yo douchebag, I want what you owe me now!

- Yeah, I'll get you your money by Saturday.

- Yo pal, you're not callin' the shots here, I am.

I want what you owe me now

or I'm gonna cut off your fuckin' balls, feed 'em to ya.

- No, no you don't have to do that.

No really, that's not necessary.

- If I don't get what you owe me,

not only am I gonna cut off your fuckin' balls

and feed 'em to you, I'm gonna stuff you in a body bag

and make you disappear, my friend, like Casper the Ghost!

- You're not serious.

No, wait.

Okay, just gimme 'til tomorrow.

Tonight's race is a shoo-in.

- Yo time's up, douchebag.

Clock ran out.

- Son of a bitch. (sighs)

(hands smacking)

Yeah, Gaylord?

Hey, I need an advance.

Gaylord?

(relaxing island music)

♪ Hey ma I'm stuck in Grand Cayman ♪

♪ Up on the fifth floor watchin' the (mumbles) ♪

♪ The ocean seems numb to the commotion ♪

♪ The beach goes forever ♪

♪ Sand as white as the snow ♪

♪ There's bikinis all around ♪

♪ Bathin' beauties abound ♪

♪ But the only thing I've found ♪

♪ Is that I miss you ♪

♪ When you're here with me ♪

♪ I love the colors ♪

(energetic country music) (balls clacking)

♪ Well hello baby ♪

♪ How do you do ♪

♪ Hello baby ♪

- It's over, Knobbs.

It's over!

(Brian grunting)

Alright, alright, alright, alright.

I give, I give, I give.

- How about I put you up top

right on the pool table? - No, man.

No man, you're still the champ.

(both chuckling)

- Good to see you, Brian. - Great to see you, brother.

Pull up a chair, man.

- Hey bartender, two beers please.

- Aw, man.

- Hey, it's really good to see you.

Hey, d'you remember back in Brooklyn after that match,

we're walkin' down the street

and there's this beautiful chick crying her eyes out

because her cat was stuck in a tree?

- You told her to call the fire department.

(both laughing)

- Here you guys go. - Thank you, sir.

I appreciate it.

Hey, a toast.

Good seein' ya.

Yeah but you, Mr Hero, had to climb the tree

to get that cat for that poor, little, good looking girl.

You just rip the ass outta your pants

and all I saw was a thong and ass cheeks.

Like I really wanted to see that.

- That chick grabbed that cat

and couldn't get outta there fast enough.

My wife, I couldn't get her to stop laughing

when she sewed them pants up.

- Hey man, I tell ya.

Becky was a great girl.

She put up with all our bullshit.

Now I saw on TV.

Looks like you're gonna be that New York detective again.

- Yeah people are comin' up missin', man.

Me and Sarge got our hands full.

- Dude, it's time to put that shit to the side.

You're semi-retired.

You're livin' the beach life, man.

Sometimes you gotta stop.

When you come back, who plays rocks on a Friday night?

One Friday night, come by, hang out with me.

We'll have a couple beers, some laughs, maybe some chicks.

- You know what?

I just might do that.

I gotta get outta here, brother.

- Alright, man bro.

You take care of yourself. - You too.

(phone ringing)

- Beach Pizza, pickup or delivery?

17830 Serendipity on the Shore?

- Yeah.

- What would you like?

- One large beach pizza.

- With no onions, daddy.

- With no onions.

- Okay, large beach pizza no onions.

35 minutes.

- Perfect. - You're welcome.

Eric, you can take this last run.

It's gettin' kinda late.

Just go on home after the delivery

and bring your receipt tomorrow.

- Yeah sure, I can handle that.

Thanks, Andy.

- No problem.

- Oh no, I left my buggy board on the beach.

I gotta go get it, it's brand new.

- Ally, would you mind going with her?

I think there's a flashlight in the top drawer.

- Lizzie, wait up, I can't see you.

(ominous music)

- It's over here.

I--- - What are you doing?

- See it.

- Hurry up, let's go; it's creepy out here.

- Creepy?

No way, it's awesome.

There are all kinds of (mumbles) out there.

- Let's go.

You're creepin' me out and it really stinks out here.

Last one has a fish (mumbles).

(soft, serene music)

(door knocking)

- Hey, evening.

Got one large beach pizza made fresh for you.

- No onions?

- No onions.

Thank you.

- Thank you, good night.

- Y'all have a good night now.

- We got pizza guys.

- That's my favorite all time movie.

(Ally mumbling)

- Sshhh.

Okay girls, it's time to go to bed.

Let's get movin'.

Come on.

- Good night, girls.

Go on up honey, I'll close up here and be right up.

- Okay.

- Night, daddy.

Night night, mommy.

- Night night, come up.

(door latch clicking)

(southern rock music)

- Whoa! - Shh!

- Let's take the beach pizza car.

- We got ourselves a ride!

- Yeah!

♪ We got shingles on the roof of this house ♪

♪ (mumbles) it's 100 in May ♪

♪ The sweat soakin' off the back of my shirt ♪

♪ I'm as thirsty as a ♪

(glass smashing)

- I'll go check that out.

- No, I'll check it out.

I wanna get a glass of water

and check on the kids anyway.

(foreboding music)

Shit Lizzie, you scared me to death!

- You said a bad word, mommy.

- I'm sorry.

Would you like a drink?

- No.

- Let's go back to bed.

- What was it?

- Nothing.

It was just the wind chimes.

Lizzie came out of the dark and scared me to death.

- Come here.

(waves crashing) (eerie music)

(window rattling)

(soft, relaxing music)

- Good morning, babe.

- Good morning, how are you?

- I'm good. - Kids up?

- No, they're still asleep.

- Oh boy.

- Last night was incredible.

It's already the best vacation I've had in a long time.

- Oh, I agree.

- Look at this guy.

Looks like he's coming our way.

Good morning.

- Morning.

- Can I help you?

- I hate to interrupt but I'm Detective Calloway

from the Redington Shores Police Department.

You guys got a minute?

- Okay, I'll be right down.

God, he looks like Hawaii Five-O gone wild or something.

Come inside.

Can we get you a cup of coffee or anything?

- No thanks.

You got some water?

I worked up a thirst out there.

Nice place.

- Thank you.

- We love it.

- Thanks.

You guys order pizza from Beach Pizza

here in Redington last night?

- Yeah, we ordered pizza.

- Great pizza, huh?

- Yes Detective, it was great pizza.

Can we do something for you?

- You guys got kids?

- Yes, we have two daughters.

They're sleeping in the back.

Why?

- Oh sorry, I don't mean to upset you.

It's just that the pizza delivery boy

never made it home last night.

- Oh, that's terrible.

- I found this Beach Pizza bag on the beach this morning.

Had a credit card receipt in it.

Is it yours?

- Yeah, that's our credit card.

- [Beth] Oh no, what happened?

- I don't know.

The log says his last delivery was here at 10 o'clock.

- Yes, a young kid delivered a pizza

around 10 o'clock right here last night; it's true.

- His name is Eric Jameson.

He's a Senior at the High School.

We didn't find his car.

He could have just hooked up with friends

and went out partying.

His mom reported him missing around 3:30 in the morning.

Were you guys here last night?

- Of course we were.

You're not suggesting---

- Oh, no, no, it's just procedure.

You guys seem like nice people.

- We are.

- Well he seemed like a nice kid.

He was fine when he was here

and was good when he left.

- Well sometimes people aren't exactly what they seem to be.

You know if it's one thing I learned in life,

nothing is black and white.

Hey, do me a favor.

If you see or hear anything, give me a call.

- Sure thing Detective, I hope you find him.

- I'm so sorry to hear that.

- [Brian] Yeah, I'll do my best.

Thanks a lot.

Have a good day.

- Wake up my little beach babies.

The water is calling, wake up.

- Yeah, it is, I'll go and get my gear.

- What gear, freakazoid?

- My gear to search for the sea zombies.

- It's not the sea, it's the Gulf of Mexico.

- Okay, 10 minutes.

(Ally sighing)

(foreboding music)

- Come on girls, let's go for a walk.

C'mon, Lizzie.

(waves whooshing)

- Mom, dad, look what I found!

Hurry up, it's so cool.

- What is that?

Oh my god.

Oh my god, that is disgusting and it smells so bad.

- Oh my. - Leave it alone, freakazoid.

- Oh my, leave it alone.

- (mumbles) have more fun (mumbles) whatever.

- [Alex] Just some fish guts, I suppose.

C'mon.

- Leave it alone.

- Okay.

(seagulls squawking)

(cheerful guitar music)

- Hey guys.

Pretty hot out, huh?

- Yeah, it really is.

- Hey, dude. - I love it, though.

- I'm Detective Calloway, you guys got a minute?

Answer a couple of questions?

- Hey dude, we didn't do anything.

- Easy, big guy.

I'm not here about that.

- Cool, man.

I'm way too crazy to go to jail.

- And sexy and tan.

- Okay, you guys been stayin' here a couple days now?

- Yeah, it's awesome.

- Were you here last night?

- No no no no, we were out on the town.

We got home really late.

- Tell me, have you heard any noises

or maybe seen an abandoned car out front?

- Tiff here, she sure can make some pretty freaky noises

at night if you know what I mean, dude.

- Okay listen, I'll be back about that other thing.

In the meantime do me a favor, gimme a call

if you see or hear anything.

- Cool, man.

- Okay. - Thanks.

(cheerful guitar music)

- Love your bag.

- I've been with Caufman Chemicals for 10 years, Mr Johnson.

I'm the microbiologist that has spearheaded

this GMCH for you.

I'm here to plead with you to rethink this GMCH

and go another route.

Well that's just outta the question.

Just simply outta the question.

I've committed more than $500,000 of company funds

to the initial testing.

Another $2 million securing the farming sets

for the test production.

I've already sold this thing to the board.

Now do you think I'm gonna go back to them

and tell them that we have to hold the project up

because you say there are a couple of side effects?

- Sir, the chemical biological compounds

don't just have side effects.

It has the potential to kill.

- Oh, for Christ's sake.

- To spread through communities very quickly.

- Doctor-- - We need to stop producing,

even the test samples.

Read my report.

- Mmkay doctor, I'll ready your report.

But for now, we're gonna continue forward.

- Continue?

How do we continue?

- You know somethin', doctor?

I've had just 'bout enough of you.

You'll excuse me please, doctor.

- Oh shit, not him.

I think he suspects me or somethin'.

- Don't be silly.

- Hey, guys. - Mornin'.

- Beautiful day at the beach, huh?

- Yes, it is.

- Yeah, I try and get out here every day.

I just live a couple blocks away.

- Yeah?

What are you up to today, Detective?

- Just gettin' in touch with my inner beach bum as usual.

- Did they ever find that boy yet?

- No.

Hey did you guys hear anything strange last night?

We got a couple of noise disturbance calls.

- No, just listening to the tinkling of the wind chimes

and the soothing Gulf breezes.

- Did you notice anything unusual out on the beach?

- No, I guess not.

Unless you think some greenish purple,

foul-smelling fish slime isn't unusual.

- Greenish, purplish slime?

- Yeah, freakazoid Lizzie found this

really gross stuff on the beach.

- I told you not to call her that anymore.

- I think I'd like to check that stuff out.

Can you guys show me where it is?

- I will, I will.

I know exactly right where it is.

- [Beth] No.

- I understand.

You guys don't know me, it's okay.

- Mom please, please? - I'll go.

(waves whooshing) (seagulls squawking)

- Wow.

Whew!

Boy, that is nasty stuff.

I gotta get this to the EPA lab.

Good job, girl.

Good job.

- How long you been a detective?

- I worked in New York City 25 years

as the Chief Detective of homicide

I'll tell you a little secret.

My real name is Braddock Badius Calloway.

I got my ass kicked a lot growin' up with that name,

so I unofficially changed it to Brian

when I moved down here three years ago.

- Are you married?

- No, I lost my wife.

- I'm sorry.

- Yeah besides, it's just too damn cold up there.

I love the beaches.

I was a competitive surfer when I was young.

I surfed all over the world.

I won a lot of trophies, medals and cash too.

What about you, Alex?

- I'm a corporate lawyer.

Not quite as exciting as a detective or surfer.

I travel all the time and it's hard on my family.

I work for this big firm that represents people

who can practically buy their way outta anything.

I'm not real proud of what I do most of the time

and sometimes I don't know what I'm doin', period.

Now Beth, my wife, she's a teacher.

That's a real job.

- Yeah, you got that right.

Those kids scare me more than a truck load of criminals.

Hey, you guys have a nice day alright?

I'll catch up to you soon.

(buggy engine whirring)

- What the hell are you guys doin' out here?

I'm in the middle of a round here, what do you guys want?

What can I do for ya?

- Well, it's a beautiful day out

and we were drivin' around the neighborhood.

- I see.

- We figured we'd come and pay you a little friendly visit.

Just a little heads-up, you should be very careful

about the people that you pal around with.

My mother always used to tell me,

"You're known by the company that you keep."

- Oh Leon, your babysitter, is a potential suspect

in a couple of missing persons cases.

- What does that have to do with me?

- Well, it has everything to do with you.

You see, once we connect the foul play to Leon,

that in turn will connect us right to Caufman Chemicals.

- That's fuckin' ridiculous, come on.

You guys gotta be kiddin' me.

- No, what's ridiculous is the scum like you

think you're above the law.

You have no conscience nor respect for anything or anyone.

Gaylord, your time is coming.

Your time is coming.

- I'm giddy with excitement, Officer.

If you'll excuse me, I'd like to play a little golf.

C'mon, you're wastin' my time.

Yeah, that's cute.

You guys are a couple of real law enforcement professionals.

(waves whooshing)

- The monster took my sandal!

The monster took my sandal!

My sandal, my sandal! - I'm sorry, pumpkin.

It's long-gone now.

- My sandal!

Come on, I need to get it.

Can I get it? - I'm sorry, Lizzie.

- Come on, the monster took it!

- We better go, we've got reservations.

- It's so close to us.

Come on.

(foreboding music) (bubbles blooping)

(soft relaxing music)

(phone ringing)

- Hello, Sarah Warner speaking.

- Dr Warner?

- This is Dr Warner, may I help you?

- I have information that'd be crucial

in exposing Caufman Chemicals.

I don't know who to trust in the EPA,

but I need to find someone.

Caufman Chemical's GMHC should never be approved by the FDA.

It causes accelerated cell growth

and although (mumbles) to vegetation directly ingested,

it's a biological nightmare for human consumption.

A super cancer if you--

- I assure you you can trust me.

I want Gaylord Johnson.

I've spent most of my career tryin' to stop this monster.

- I have to go, I'll be in touch.

- What if...

Your name, hello?

Hello?

I just got a call from a whistleblower.

- Yeah, who?

- I don't know, she didn't say.

But she claims to have information

we can use to indict Caufman.

- Most of these assholes are just pranksters.

I've been in this office for 20 years

and we have yet to crack Caufman.

They have deep pockets and they fly beneath the radar.

Your obsession with Caufman

is starting to make you less attractive.

- I don't give a damn

if you find me obsessive or attractive.

Stop the harassment or I'm going to HR.

I'm gonna get that soulless bastard one way or another.

Now excuse me, I have to make a call.

- Obviously you don't like men,

so you'd better get another dog.

(foreboding music)

- Ooh you need some water, don't you?

When I get you home,

you'll have your very own lake to swim in.

(soft intriguing music)

(phone ringing and buzzing)

- Hello?

- Is this Detective Brian Calloway?

- Yeah, it's me.

- Detective, this is Dr Warner from the EPA CID.

I just received the report on the sample you submitted.

We need to talk.

- Yeah okay, what about it?

Anything interesting?

- I don't have time to go into it over the phone,

but I'd like to see the site where the sample was found

and take a look around.

- Okay sure, when do you wanna meet?

- How 'bout 2:30 this afternoon?

- Yeah, 2:30's good.

The address is on my paperwork.

- Great, I'll see you then.

- EPA CID.

EPA,

maybe she's hot.

- What's so important that you had to hunt me down?

- We have a problem.

- No no no no, we don't have a problem.

You may have a problem,

but that's what I pay you to prevent.

- You have a whistleblower in your nest.

He contacted one of our agents.

- Who?

- Don't know, couldn't get her name.

- Well that must be Anna Bernard then.

She's one of the scientists that've been pleading with me

to get off the GMCH testing.

- GMCH?

- Yeah, genetically modified chemical hybrid.

Super plant enhancement.

(mumbles) thing could be worth more

than the entire GNP of France.

- What's the problem with it?

- She believes it's a super cancer.

It accelerates the human growth and it's not

strictly agricultural. - Oh shit, does it?

- You just take care of Bernard.

Alright, handle this.

Christ.

Oh and by the way, handle that little problem

over at the EPA nest.

Are we done here?

- Yeah.

(birds chirping)

- Interesting.

- Not what you expected?

- I'm not sure.

Hi.

Dr Sarah Warner, how do you do?

- I do just fine and you?

- I'm good.

I'm a field agent for the Environmental Protection Agency

Criminal Investigation Division.

- Ooh, Criminal Division.

- Yes, when data are found that

may indicate criminal activity, it's turned over to us.

- What data might that be?

- Human cells.

- No shit.

I mean, no way.

- Yes, it's really interesting.

I've never seen a cluster or mutation quite like the sample.

It was a combination of crude oil acid-like material.

That accounts for the putrid smell.

But the part that concerns me the most is the human cell.

It was kind of like an embryo of sorts.

- Damn, human cells?

All that was in that slime?

- Well it's not technically slime,

although it has the same textural qualities.

It's kinda like a single-celled amoeba.

Do you remember your high school biology, Detective?

- I remember the hot chicks in the class.

I used to entertain them with the dissected frogs.

I would pick them up by the arms and do puppet shows.

(Sarah chuckling)

- Well the problem is the sample disintegrated

and dried up so quickly that

I only have enough data from one test.

To have a really valid test,

I need more samples alive and active.

It's probably just some joke concocted by

some college chemistry majors.

But if that were the case,

they most likely would've punked us by now.

- Punk?

- (chuckles) Punked.

You say the family found it walking on the beach?

- Yeah, a young girl actually.

- You suppose we could find more?

- That tide's been washing everything out

as quick as it brings it in but you know what?

We can take a look,

especially if this is all sci-fi and shit now.

- (chuckles) Good.

- Right this way.

(waves whooshing) (seagulls squawking)

So Dr Warner, you married?

- Call me Sarah, please.

No, no, I never had time for that.

You, Detective?

- I was a long time ago.

How 'bout a boyfriend or kids?

- No and no.

I did have a dog once, but she's gone.

- Oh I'm sorry, I love animals.

- This substance had to have dropped off of something

or someone planted it here.

But I'm led to believe it came from the water.

The oil in it is the same found in the oil spill

and it's devastating to marine life,

so it's hard to imagine.

But it could come from anything living.

Whatever it is,

it's almost dead.

- Almost dead, what do you mean by that.

- The specimen was a living organism

with human characteristics, but it had a short shelf life

especially out of the water.

- It could be just like a freaked out bunch of cells?

- (chuckles) Not exactly freaked out, no.

A freak of nature.

It's possibly a one-time incident and probably harmless,

but we need to know more.

I'll get a team of VRC divers out here tomorrow.

- Alright, yeah I'll be around.

We had a couple of people turn up missing right in the area.

- Oh, that's awful.

- I don't know why, I just got this gut feeling

this stuff is connected.

- I'm so sorry.

- Are you hungry?

- I could use something.

- You like grouper? - I certainly do.

- Hey, Wahoos has the best grouper sandwich on the beach.

Wanna go? - That sounds great.

Yeah, let's go.

(soft guitar music)

♪ I wanna get high ♪

♪ I wanna get stoned ♪

♪ I wanna get freaky ♪

♪ I wanna take you home ♪

♪ I wanna get you down ♪

♪ Scotch, bourbon, whiskey ♪

♪ Alright ♪

Smells like dog shit.

(foreboding music) (zombie screaming)

♪ I want one more drink ♪

♪ I wanna get high ♪

♪ I wanna take you home ♪

Whoa, you are one ugly son of a bitch.

(flesh tearing) (blood spurting)

(crickets chirping)

(zombie growling)

(eerie music)

(waves whooshing) (seagulls squawking)

- I wonder what they're looking at over there?

- I'm not sure.

- Maybe they're looking for the boy, Erik.

- Yeah, maybe.

- They've been scouring the water's bottom

down the beach for hours now.

We contract with Jim's dive shop

in (mumbles) to do a lot of our work.

They're friends with the preservation of our waters.

- Well good afternoon.

- Yes sorry, hi.

I'm starting to believe this is some kind of hoax.

I reviewed the reports on the oil spill.

There's nothing but oil.

The damage to marine life and beaches,

the human cell, an acid threw me for a loop,

the acid being very noxious.

Francis is coming in now.

- I've been up all night thinkin' about this.

A couple of years back,

they found a bunch of hazardous waste material buckets

floatin' around about 20 miles out.

Now the buckets were empty,

but all fingers were pointin' at Caufman.

Caufman ended up gettin' accused of

improper waste-handling practices,

but nothin' ever became of it.

- Caufman Chemicals has been questioned

by the EPA many, many times;

but we've never been able to get them.

We're working on it.

They're under scrutiny for the GMOs that they use.

Hey Francis, did you find anything unusual?

- No bodies if that's what you mean.

But the marine life seems to be in a feeding frenzy.

But nothing (mumbles) that should be (mumbles).

- Thanks.

- There are still traces of the oil spill though.

- Thanks. - Thank you.

- See you back at the office.

- We did really notice a really really bad smell.

Like burnt oil or (mumbles) rotted smell.

See ya.

- See ya later.

That putrid smell is our common denominator.

- Yeah, it sure seems like it.

Hey listen, I gotta go.

We got another missing person report.

- Oh no, is it from the beach?

- Yeah, Kyle Turner.

His friends said he never came home last night.

- That's awful.

- Yeah, this is getting crazy.

Hey, dinner tonight?

- Uh, sure.

- Alright, eight o'clock.

I'll text you.

- Okay.

- See you later.

(door knocking)

Good day Mrs Fairfield, I'm Detective Brian Calloway.

You called about your friend, Kyle Turner?

He's been missing since last night?

- I know who you are.

You're that wacky detective buzzing around the neighborhood

like a clown, scaring everybody and doing nothing.

Can you tell me what happened to my Kyle?

- Look, normally when we get a missing person's report

we wait 48 hours to respond.

But because of the rise in disappearances,

we're trying to investigate everything fast.

Maybe he's on a bender?

- No, Kyle never leaves the beach.

He never leaves his cat out all night.

He doesn't even own a car.

I have a key to his apartment.

He's nowhere to be found.

- Could he have spent the night somewhere else?

- Certainly not!

(door slamming)

- Annie.

Hey, how's it goin' girl?

(Annie mumbling)

Good.

Hey listen, we've had a lot of people

comin' up missing around here.

I mean a lot.

You seen anybody crazy, anybody strange in the area?

- No, not at all.

- How about...

Have you heard noises at night?

- No. - Alright.

Look do me a favor and just keep your door locked

all the time and if you hear anything or see anybody strange

give me a call, alright?

- I will.

- Alright take care Annie, bye bye.

- What's the matter with you today, Brian?

It's called concentrated curls for a reason.

Dig in there and concentrate, okay?

- Thanks coach.

(soft techno music)

You've got a great wife, Sarge.

- Yeah, Shannon's a...

She's a saint.

What's going on with that missing person case?

And what is this about this wife thing?

- I'm working on the case.

I wanna tell you about this woman I met, man.

It's like the first time since my wife died

that I'm feeling something.

- You have it bad for this girl don't you?

Where did you meet this girl?

- At the EPA.

She's a scientist there.

Should I make my move, Sarge?

- What were you doing at EPA?

- I'll tell you about that later, Sarge.

Hey, should I make my move?

- Yeah whatever, I mean go for it;

but just take it slow, take your time,

and then go get a little.

- No man, she ain't like that.

This girl just ain't like that.

She's a nice girl.

- Yeah, let me tell you something.

They're all nice girls.

You can always date a nice girl.

- She's smart, she's good looking.

She analyzed that slime I found on the beach.

- What are you talking about?

- That's what I gotta tell you about.

So I found this clump of nasty slime on the beach, right.

I take it down to the EPA

and Sarah, Dr Warner, analyzes it.

She comes back and tells me

it has oil, acid

and frikkin human cells in it, amoeba-like shit.

I think it's got something to do with these missing people.

- (mumbles) slime?

This girl's got your head all messed up.

Do me a favor, huh.

Concentrate on the case, then go get laid.

Trust me.

Okay?

Please.

Thank you.

- Hey, your dad went to bed

so we're not gonna be going for that walk.

Do you know where your sister is?

- Don't know, I think she went for a walk.

- Oh.

(eerie music)

Ally, where are you?

Ally?

(foreboding music)

(Ally gasping)

- Scared me really bad.

I almost peed my pants.

- I've been yelling my head off.

- I was listening to music.

Ooh, it smells so bad out here.

- It sure does.

Let's go, freakazoid.

- Mom?

- Yes, Lizzie?

- Did the monsters try to get Ally?

- No Lizzie, there are no monsters.

Why would you ever even think something like that?

Monsters don't exist.

- Because you're hungry?

- You mean you want a snack.

- Okay.

- Damn hot out here tonight.

- Yep, it surely is.

Imma get me a smart TV with my cut

'cause the TV I got is stupid. (laughs)

- You're stupid.

Now get back to work.

I don't wanna be out here all night.

- Hey Cap'n, you're runnin' on a short crew tonight.

Whatever happened to your old crew?

I haven't seen them guys around lately.

- They all went to Alaska to work on the oil barges.

- Ooh, I still mean that's cool for me.

(mumbles) get himself killed on them oil barges.

- Yeah?

They sure can.

- Damn, (sniffs) one of you assholes

shittin' yo pants or somethin'?

What the fuck?

- Don't just stand there, asshole.

Go look!

- Yeah, I don't see nothin'.

- Hey shit for brains, check the other side.

See anything?

- No. (screams)

(water splashing)

- That dumb asshole fell in the water.

Go fish him out.

(eerie piano music)

- I don't see him, Cap'n.

(ominous music) (water splashing)

- Both them damn fuckers fell in the water!

What the--

(zombie growling)

(eerie piano music)

(Jack screaming)

(fist thudding) (blood spurting)

(water splashing)

- Hey it looks like they found a boat

that might have some evidence to help indict Caufman.

- Yeah listen, it says right here,

"Early this morning, the coast guard discovered

"the 30-foot abandoned fishing craft

"carrying several suspicious buckets marked hazardous waste

"that bore the Caufman Chemicals logo.

"There were signs of a struggle, but no crew was found."

- Ah, so what?

- So what?

"The boat is registered to a Jack Raper.

"Mr Raper has not been located.

"Officials have yet to release a statement,

"but it appears there was evidence of criminal intent

"by Caufman to dispose of hazardous chemical waste."

I think we're closing in on him.

- That's all good,

but has your whistleblower called you back?

Did you get her name?

If we get her, we just might get Caufman.

- We have Caufman!

She hasn't replied, but now you're ready to do your job?

Good, I'll keep you posted.

I'm hopin' to meet with her tomorrow.

- [Trevor] You're hot when you're all worked up.

- You know what, Trevor?

You can go to hell.

I am so sick of your bullshit!

I have documented everything

and I doubt seriously you'll have a job very much longer.

I have my third meeting with HR in just two days.

(Sarah sighing)

(soft cheerful music)

- Good afternoon, ma'am. - Oh, hello.

- I'm Detective Calloway. - Hey.

- Did you just move in here?

- Yeah, I'm Casey.

We are here for the week.

Got in a couple days ago, me and Joey.

He's my baby.

He goes with me everywhere.

He was just a puppy when I first got him,

but now he's three.

- He's wonderful, ma'am.

Can I ask you a couple of questions?

- Yeah sure, go ahead.

You can ask me anything you want.

I'll answer any questions you have.

- Have you heard or seen anything strange out on the beach

the last couple of nights?

- Well I did hear this really weird scratching

on my door the other night, but I totally thought

it was a stray dog or something.

Joey has been barking a lot lately

wantin' to go out really bad, but we go to bed early.

The salt, air, the sun makes you sleepy.

- Alright.

Thanks a lot ma'am, I appreciate it.

You have a nice day.

- You too, bye. - Bye-bye.

- That was wonderful, Brian.

Thank you.

- I don't even know how to use chopsticks.

- (chuckles) Well I think you're doing just fine.

Brian, we've never been able to prove

where those containers came from before.

But now we can.

That boat belongs to Jack Raper.

He's been in trouble before and now we have him

right in bed with Caufman.

- Ooh in bed, huh?

- (chuckles) I've been working for years

trying to catch these soulless bastards.

That acidic substance Caufman uses to make GMCH,

I believe it will prove to have the same components

as that sample you found.

I think we're onto something here,

but we need another sample.

- Listen tomorrow night,

I'm gonna scan the beaches again.

I'm just not findin' anything during the day

and I'm strikin' out with the natives too.

All they're tellin' me is they hear noises

and they smell bad odors at night.

Now that sample had a rank odor.

That leads me to believe

there's somethin' up with that slime.

- Being a molecular biologist,

I know things are not always as they appear.

- Oh really?

Well doctor, what about me?

Am I what I appear to be?

- I see a caring man.

A very passionate man cares about his work.

A hurt man running away,

pretending to be a beach bum.

How did she die?

- It was cancer, pancreatic cancer.

It came outta nowhere.

One day everything's fine.

Couple of months later, she's gone.

- I'm so sorry.

- It's been six years, but it seems like just yesterday.

It just came way too quick.

I had so much I wanted to tell her

and so much I wanted to do.

- I understand.

- Hey, it's been a great night.

You wanna go to my place?

- Another time,

Broderick Thaddeus Calloway.

(cellphone ringing)

- Dr Warner?

- Yes, this is she.

- My name is Anna Bernard.

I work for Caufman Chemicals.

Someone from the EPA is in bed with Gaylord Johnson.

- Seriously?

Who?

- Not sure, but high up.

This GMCH is very bad.

The most accelerated cell growth we've ever seen.

When it contacts the human tissue,

almost overnight a horrible necrolysis can appear

detaching the epidermis from the lower layers of the skin.

This leaves the body susceptible to severe infection,

a super sepsis.

This is the worst bacterial problem we've seen.

- We have to notify the CID now.

- Yes, you do.

Gaylord will kill me if I (mumbles).

I wanna turn this over to you

and leave the country as soon as possible.

I'll arrange to meet you tomorrow night

at the pier (mumbles).

I have a zip drive with all the data

from Caufman, the new GMCH.

It's the only it's the only evidence

that can prove what Caufman is really doing.

- Okay, but.

(Sarah sighing)

- Joey?

Joey.

Joey!

Joey, please come to mommy.

Joey, baby I got treats.

Joey?

Joey, where are you?

Joey. (sobs)

(ominous music)

Joey?

Where are you, baby?

Ooh my god, what is that smell?

God, what did you get into?

Oh Joey, you smell horrible.

(zombie growling) (Casey screaming)

(flesh tearing)

(zombie growling) (blood spurting)

(waves whooshing)

(cheerful guitar music)

♪ Workin' when I have to ♪

♪ Playin' when I can ♪

♪ Got my ugly Crocs on the sidewalk ♪

♪ Toes in the sand ♪

♪ Pen's in my pocket ♪

♪ I got a cold beer in my hand ♪

♪ Floatin' on the ocean ♪

♪ Just a wavin' back at land ♪

♪ It's (mumbles) little life for me ♪

♪ Wouldn't want it any other way ♪

♪ Just how it should be ♪

♪ (mumbles) little life for me ♪

♪ A little work and a ride up front ♪

♪ A little drink and a lotta sun ♪

♪ (Mumbles) nothin' much gets done ♪

♪ 'Cause it's a (mumbles) little life for me ♪

- Let's go, we wanna get to (mumbles) before the traffic.

- Okay okay, I'm coming. - The girls,

they can sleep in the car.

Alright.

Hold on.

(cellphone ringing)

Yes, Mr Harrow?

Yes, 10 o'clock Tuesday morning?

Yes sir, thank you.

- Who was that?

- I've been offered a new job in environmental safety.

It's a pay cut where there's no more traveling,

no more late nights, what do you think?

- I think that's amazing!

- Well I suppose we're here to see how much money

you can squeeze outta me, am I right?

- Yeah.

- What do ya got for me?

- Not much.

I don't know what went on in that boat.

Media stirrin' up a shit storm.

They don't have any hard evidence yet,

unless Bernard spills her guts to Warner.

- Wait a minute, who the hell is Warner?

Oh yeah, she's that EPA agent.

That bitch has been on our asses for years.

- Yeah I managed to keep Warner at bay,

but it sounds like it's Bernard who contacted her.

She's talkin' about meetin' somebody tomorrow.

- Well then you gotta get rid of Bernard

and you gotta get rid of anybody else

who can give me any problems.

I can't afford any more negative press on this thing.

- Get rid of, you mean murder?

You don't pay me enough to do that.

It'll cost you at least $250,000 cash.

- $250,000?

What happened to the $20,000 I fronted you

to pay off your gambling debts, what about that?

- Okay, 230,000.

- Alright, 230,000 sounds like a pretty good deal

to take care of all my problems.

I do mean all of my problems.

Cash when the job is finished.

- 50,000 up front and I'll take care of it.

- (chuckles) Jeez.

One, two, three,

four and five.

(foreboding music)

I don't have to show you out, do I?

You know what to do.

(soft sensual music)

- I'll do you right here, baby.

- Bring it.

The party's went to Disney and won't be back until tomorrow.

- Aren't you afraid of someone might see us?

- Not at all.

(lips smacking)

- Ow!

Oh damn, those fuckin' sand spurs.

- You fuckin' scared me to death.

- Come here, don't worry.

I love you.

- Ew. (coughs)

Dammit Chase, what the hell did you eat?

- Whaddya mean?

Why're you always blamin' the guys?

(zombie growling) (Tiff coughing)

- Oh my god, oh my god. (whimpers)

(fists thudding) (Chase grunting)

(Tiff weeping)

(foreboding music)

- Gaylord,

Dr Warner's meeting Bernard

at the Redington Pier tonight.

Alright, I'm on it.

I'll take care of everything.

Dr Warner you're gonna get yours, bitch.

(alarm beeping)

(waves whooshing)

- Dr Warner? - Yes.

Dr Bernard?

- I fear for my life.

Gaylord is not a man you want to cross,

but I can't do this anymore.

Here, take this.

Go.

(gun blasting) (Anna wincing)

- You fucking bitch, you think you're too good and so smart.

It's gonna be a pleasure to get rid of you.

- Trevor,

what are you doing?

It's you, you're Caufman's...

Why?

Why would you stoop to this?

- I've been workin' for the EPA for 20 years.

I make more in one month from Caufman than--

- Good to see you, Trevor.

(water splashing)

(water splashing)

(water splashing)

(soft intriguing music)

(foreboding music)

(heart thumping)

(zombie growling)

(fists thudding)

(shirt tearing)

(ominous music)

(blood squishing)

(heart thumping)

(country rock music)

(muffled lyrics)

♪ Tell me you love me so much ♪

(crowd shouting)

♪ I hope I've been good for a long, long time ♪

♪ (mumbles) when the seasons are low ♪

♪ Nobody love only (mumbles) my own ♪

♪ Whatever I've done to deserve ♪

- C'mon, let's go.

Let's dance!

Yeah, let's go!

Come on, woo!

Oh come on, (mumbles).

- (mumbles) she's in the bathroom again.

(foreboding music) (heart thumping)

(ominous music)

(door knocking rapidly)

- (whimpers) Trevor killed Anna Bernard.

Trevor and some thug tried to kill me.

Oh god.

How stupid am I?

I didn't suspect Trevor.

I managed to get to my car,

but I know he must be looking for me.

- He'll never get you here, I promise.

(crickets chirping)

- I lost the zip drive, my only evidence to nail Caufman.

What happened to you?

- Look, I found out what's killing all these people

and why they're missin'.

It's a zombie!

- I'm sure something happened, but a zombie?

- I don't know what that thing was,

but I just know it wasn't human.

The young girl, she turned into a zombie too.

I tried to warn the neighbors, but they think I'm crazy.

Look, I managed to tear that thing

from that zombie when it attacked me.

(wrapper crinkling) (Sarah wincing)

- That stinks.

It's oily.

Burn marks.

Maybe it's an oil mechanic's rag.

- No no, look closer.

Read it.

- Deeptide Petroleum Longshoreman Joe Patterson?

- Yeah.

- Are you thinking this is...

But Deeptide Petroleum and boys

haven't been in the Gulf since the oil spill.

How is this possible?

- Look, that zombie was wearin' this shirt

and that patch was on this shirt.

I ripped it off during the fight.

I just read the list of crew members

who died in the DP explosion.

Guess whose name was on that list.

- Joe Patterson. - Right.

- You say the girl changed into a zombie.

- Yeah she did, right before my eyes

and she had that slime shit comin' out of her mouth.

We gotta get back there before daylight and kill this thing.

- Okay, okay.

We know they can't be out of the water that long.

The water serves as an incubator.

We know they don't just kill and eat,

they grow larger as they resurrect.

- That explains the size of this thing.

Joe Patterson was five foot 10 according to the records.

The zombie was pushin' eight feet tall.

- I think I know how to kill it.

It's mostly made of bacteria.

We need something that dries it up and kills cells quickly.

I think I know how.

(muffled crosstalk and laughing)

- We got him, we got him. - I drank so much.

I spent so much money at the club, man.

So many drinks (mumbles).

- Hey guys, guys! - What?

- Nobody over there.

Let's go fuck his ass up, come on!

- Yeah!

(everyone laughing)

- [Man] Man, that girl was so fine.

Them girls are so good.

(muffled crosstalk and laughing)

- You're Crazy. - (mumbles) a condom on?

(muffled crosstalk)

- Oh. - Oh, man.

- Pass the dutchie.

(muffled crosstalk and laughing)

- Yo, yo, you forgot that thing?

- [Everyone] Yeah!

(muffled crosstalk)

- Yo check it out, I gotta pee.

But save some for me, y'all.

- Go go go. - We'll be right here.

Quick, let's burn it while he's gone.

(waves whooshing)

(urine trickling)

(zombie growling)

- Oh man, what do you want?

Dang, what the hell?

God. (shouts)

- What the hell's goin' on out there?

(man shouting)

What the fuck?

what the fuck?

(knife thudding) (zombie growling)

Jesus Christ, man!

(man coughing)

- Yo!

Yo!

Oh my god, yo!

Yo for real, man.

Yo, it's so big!

Dude just tried to rip me off and jack me on the beach!

That boy is crazy.

He picked me up, it was nasty.

We gotta go.

(foreboding music)

(zombie growling)

- What the hell?

(gasps) Oh my god!

Those damn kids!

It sounds like somebody's getting killed out there.

(gasps) Stanley, I think I should go down

and put an end to this racket!

- It's late, Margaret.

Just go to bed and mind your own business for once.

They're just having a good time.

- Alright.

You know everything, Stanley.

(zombies growling) (foreboding music)

- You got our back?

Let's go get him.

(muffled crosstalk)

No, it's for real!

- C'mon buddy, c'mon.

- Let's go.

- No c'mon, I'm not goin' by myself.

- (mumbles) your parents, man.

(muffled crosstalk)

Okay, come on.

(foreboding music) (zombie growling)

Come on.

(both grunting) (fists thudding)

(zombie growling)

(man screaming) (blood spurting)

Stop him!

He's gettin' away!

(body thudding)

(ominous music)

- Tell me again, why didn't I bring my gun?

- That won't kill it.

It'll only piss it off.

Listen I made a special mixture in this canister.

With the sodium chloride, it should work.

- Whatever you say, hurry up.

- There's no sign of anything here.

- This is where it took place.

I can see signs of a struggle and I can smell that thing.

Do you smell it?

I know it's around here.

- Watch out.

(zombie growling) (fist thudding)

(Sarah screaming) (spray fizzing)

(Sarah wincing)

(ooze squishing)

(zombie growling)

(zombie fizzing)

- You did it.

You killed it.

- Nobody's ever gonna believe this.

Nobody.

- It doesn't matter, it's gone now.

C'mon, let's go.

(siren wailing) (tires screeching)

- Hey what the fuck is goin' on?

(muffled speech)

- That's all bullshit.

- Turn around and get up against the car.

- Why? - Put your hands on the hood.

- Come on, this is horse shit.

- Don't move. - 30 years to life.

30 years to life for hazardous waste dumping

and negligent homicide.

It's just the beginning.

When we find those dead fishermen,

you better believe we're gonna be able to add conspiracy

to murder. - You know somethin'?

You guys got hard evidence of nothing.

- Get him outta here.

- You think you and this guy have a leg to stand on?

Bullshit.

Who the fuck yous guys

think you're messin' with? - Calm down!

Calm down, calm down!

(head thudding)

Calm down! - Fuck you!

- Get him outta here.

Get him outta here. - This is my goddamn house!

I'm gonna shoot every one of these motherfuckers.

- [Ben] Yeah, you do that.

(birds chirping)

- We have not yet been told if Gaylord Johnson,

CEO of Caufman Chemicals, has been tied to the series

of missing persons in Redington Shores,

but we know for sure that this is

only the beginning of the story.

This is Ryan Blakely reporting.

(cheerful guitar music) (waves whooshing)

- So how'd it go?

- Well they arrested Gaylord Johnson,

but I doubt any of it will stick without hard evidence.

- Ooh, I got somethin' for you.

Huh?

- How in the world?

Who's your friend?

- Ooh,

his name's Joey.

- Hi. (chuckles)

- Cute, huh? - So cute.

(cheerful music)

- Are you happy to be home, pumpkin?

- Yes.

(foreboding music)

You'll be great friends with daddy's quakefish.

(ooze spurting)

(ominous music)

(foreboding rock music)