All language subtitles for Killer.Crocodile.2.1990_Subtítulos01_eng.ENG

[suspenseful music]

[propeller whirring]

[crocodile growls]

- Yargh!

[blade slicing]
Arrgh!

Yargh!
[motor explosion echoes]

[ominous music]

[dramatic music]

[ominous music]

[distant vehicle rumbling]

- [Ben] See what I told you, Claire?

The river widens out so much
here, it looks like a lake.

- [Claire] Oh, it's gorgeous.

- [Ben] There's always
enough wind to push a board.

Hey, give me a hand with this, will you?

- [Claire] What happened to
Ben, the lonely navigator?

The one who won't accept anyone's help?

[Ben groans]

[board splashing]

[dramatic music]
[crocodile breathes heavily]

- [Ben] Hey, move it, girl!

Otherwise I'm gonna
leave you high and dry.

You're so damn stubborn, I told
you, there's no one here.

You can do without your bathing suit.

- [Claire] The trouble is, when
I take off my bathing suit,

I feel naked.

- [Ben] That's way too material.

- [Claire] The water is warm.

- So hurry up.
- Hold on!

- The wind is great.
- Yeah.

- Best windsurfing in the state.

- [Claire] I love it!

- Woo!
- Ha ha ha!

[ominous music]

[crocodile growls]

- Watch out.

You might fall down!

[Claire laughs]

We're gonna hang a hard
left here pretty soon.

Hang on tight!

[crocodile growling]
[ominous music]

- [Claire] Ugh, whoa!

- Hey, help!

- It's okay!

I'll be right back.

- Hey!
- Huh?

- Hey!
- Don't go under!

Be right there!

- [Claire] Ugh, help!

[Claire groans]
- Watch out!

Here I come.

[Claire groaning]

Grab my hull when I come left.

Keep cool.
[Claire gasping]

Just tread.

[Claire cries]

[Claire screams]
[water burbling]

Claire!

[motor droning]
[distant animals calling]

- Hey give me a hand, will you?

Did you paint the radioactivity
symbol on this one too?

- [Man] They told me to
paint it on 12 barrels

and this is the last one.
- Okay.

- Here.

Right, up.
- Here, give me a hand, huh?

- You done with this shit, man?

- Yeah, this is the last fucking barrel

in this fucking swamp.

- [Mosquito] Here we go.

- [Dockman] We're getting
out of here tomorrow too,

and we ain't coming back.

You copy that, right?

I can't stand this shit
for a swamp anymore.

- Watch your mouth, amigo.

This swamp is cursed.

- Our job is over, Mosquito.

Like the man said, "We're
getting out of here."

Tomorrow can't come too soon.

- Miami, here I come,

women, booze, and fun.

[man laughing]

- [Dockman] Hey, and tomorrow,

don't load the boat up with
stuff you don't need, huh?

Leave the rest of your crap behind.

Otherwise, we don't make it.

- Eh, you just get here on time.

We'll take care of the rest, okay?

- Yeah, if I come back to get you.

Or else, you can forget about your Miami.

- No fucking around, man.

- [Dockman] No funny tricks, Mosquito.

That's friendly advice.

- Don't shake your little
asses around too much.

It's full of crocs around here,
and they have bad tempers.

So, to calm their nerves,
they eat people alive.

Get it, bye bye.

[speaking in foreign language]
- See you tomorrow.

- Murder the bastard.

[speaking in foreign language]

- Is it true what he was
saying about the crocodiles?

- [Dockman] No, all we got
here is leeches and flies.

[ominous music]
[crocodile growling]

- Hello, hello?

- [Jean] International
Publications, may I help you?

- Hello, Jean?
- Yes?

- [Russel] Jean, it's me, Russel.

Give me the editor, please.

- [Jean] Just one moment,
I'll see if he's in.

Can you hold on?

[phone rings]
It's Mr. Russel

on line two, sir.
- Yes?

- Listen to me, John.

I have very important
information, a scoop.

- Are you sure?

- And it could blow the lid
off the entire organization.

- Get the documentation,
Russel, on the quiet.

I don't want you to disappear.
- Ah, don't worry about me.

- [John] I'm just worried
about seeing that material.

- I've taken the necessary precautions.

- [John] Just get it to
me as quick as you can.

- Yeah yeah yeah yeah.
- I mean it.

- Okay, good bye.

[boat horns blowing]

[ominous music]

[suspenseful music]

[ominous drum music]

[suspenseful music]

- Turn around nice and slow!

[gun firing]

[gun firing]
No!

[Russel groans]

- We got to get the body out
of here and get rid of it!

I mean now.

[car horn honking]

[train rumbling]

[traffic humming]

[elevator music]

- Morning everyone.

- Hi, Liza.
- How are you doing?

- Ready to drop, thanks.
- Late again this morning,

huh Liza?

Had to burn off a lot of that

old midnight oil last night, I bet.

- What time did you get in?

- When you write the society news,

it comes with the territory.

If we weren't all so damn dull,

that every decent looking
man you see at these parties

is either married or a faggot.

I can't wait to write something serious.

- Oh, you want to win
yourself a Pulitzer Prize now.

- That's a good idea, just
to see you turn green.

- No risk, don't worry about
seeing my skin changing colors

for the next little while.

- I really want to write
something different.

It'd be a hell of a change.

- Well, you might try writing
obituaries, if you're able.

Takes talent.
- Oh, please.

- [Woman] A lot of the
greats started out that way.

- Well, you could do
articles on new recipes.

With your passion for
diets, you'd just wow them.

- Your sense of humor
leaves a lot to be desired.

- Hmm.

- One of these days, I'll
make you eat your words.

- Well, I wouldn't mind that
so much, it's a cute thought,

as long as I don't have
to eat your recipes.

[women giggling]
- Liza.

It's the boss man.

He wants to see you in his office.

Go for it, kid.

- The big boss fellow,

I'm wondering just how
he wants you, medium rare?

- I'll let you know.
- Hmm.

Liza, I have a feeling about it this time.

I'm not kidding.

Hurry back.

I'm just dying of curiosity already.

- You'll survive.

- Liza, move it for God's sake.

Liza is here, Mr. Brown.

- I just have to check out some data

and I'll be right with you.
- Oh sure.

Mr. Brown, I've got some ideas--

- Don't move, please.

I just gotta check these
and I'll be right with you.

- Alright.

- I'm almost finished.

- Take your time, I'm in no hurry.

- That's the kind of attitude

I'd like to see you develop, Liza.

Work on it.

- Hmm.

- Why so woebegone?

Did you get dropped?

Didn't you even get propositioned?

Aw, where are you gonna find another job?

- No place.

I got a special story to cover.

And I got a plane to catch.

The Caribbean ought to be just
gorgeous this time of year.

I'll send you a postcard.

- [Woman] Oh well, win a few, lose a few.

- [Woman] Only, when
does the winning start?

- Ahem.
- Yeah?

[purse smacks]
[thief groans]

- Here, you might still need this.

You can use it to hang yourself.

[jet engines roaring]

- Yeah, I sent Liza to the Caribbean.

You've always let me run
the office my own way.

- Well, Jim, in this
situation, we got troubles.

- Give her a break.

Let's see what she does.

She knows how to keep out of trouble.

- [John] Couldn't you have sent a man?

I don't like the thought
of a girl being down there

all on her own.

- Liza's the best.

I know I made the right choice.

I'm telling you she's capable.

She's got guts, persistence,
and intelligence.

Don't worry.

- [John] I told her to be sure to call me

if there are any complications.

If I have to, I'll send someone else.

Talk to you later.

- [Baxter] This whole area
is a potential gold mine.

I'd be a gibbering idiot if
I didn't try to exploit it.

- [Man] Sure, but those
damn disappearing barrels

are a real problem.

We've looked under every
rock for miles and miles

but nothing, zilch.

- [Baxter] Well, if you
boys couldn't find them,

no one else will either, that's for sure.

Even if they're a potential danger,

it's a risk I have to take.

At any rate, go on looking for them.

But I can't put off the
start of construction

for the tourists village one more day.

I've pushed through the
financing deal with the bank.

And every day's delay

will cost me a fortune in interest alone.

I'm giving a press conference today

to announce the beginning of construction.

[ominous music]

[singing in foreign language]

- Yes, keep the rhythm going.

[children clapping]

[ominous music]

[crocodile growling]

[singing in foreign language]

That was wonderful, children.

You deserve applause.

Excellent.

Marvelous.

You're ready for our concert tomorrow.

- Marvelous.

I'm proud of you.

And now it's time for
our afternoon prayer,

isn't it, children?

- A crocodile!

Hold on tight!
- We're not gonna make it!

- Don't let go!
- Help me, Santos!

- No, no!
[children chattering]

- Try to pull it back there.
- Come on, hang on!

[children screaming]
- Oh, my God!

- Help!
[dramatic music]

[children screaming]

[woman screams]

[crocodile growling]

[all screaming]

- No, save us!

[crocodile growling]

[ominous music]

- Hey, that must be him.
- Oh, yeah it is.

- Mr. Baxter.
- Get out of my way.

Will you get out of my way?

- Move over this way.
- Thank you, Mr. Baxter.

One more, one more, give us a spot.

- [Man] Walk this way, would you?

Could you just hold it there for a second?

- This way, Mr. Baxter.
- One more, please, one more.

- Thank you.
- Okay.

- Ladies and gentlemen, thank
you for coming here today.

It is with a great deal
of pleasure I announce

that once again, our children
will be able to enjoy

one of our country's
greatest natural assets.

Our Isabella River, once
polluted by criminals,

with no love for their
country or its people--

- With a swamp you reopened afterwards?

- Yes.
- What about the river?

- The swamp and the river
have been cleaned up.

In fact, right at this moment,

the last barrel containing toxic
waste has reached the port.

- Mr. Baxter?

Does this include the radioactive barrels?

- I have asked you here also--
- Mr. Baxter,

I asked you a question.

- I don't think we've met before Miss.

- Miss Liza Post from
the New York Chronicle.

- Yes, all the barrels

and all the harmful things they contain

have been removed.

Any further questions?

- Mr. Baxter,

are you still interested in
the development of the area?

- As a matter of fact,

that's the announcement I wanted to make

before I was interrupted.

Construction has begun for the greatest,

or I can say largest
resort of the Americas.

It will have the effect
of increasing tourism,

which as we all know,

is a largely untapped source
of income in this country.

- So when do we celebrate this Mr. Baxter?

- Right now ladies and gentlemen.

- Bravo, that's what I like to hear.

[attendees applauding]
- Enjoy.

[attendees chattering]

- He did good work, really.
- Yeah, I think so.

A very good idea.

[animals calling]

- Damn mosquitoes.

They eat you alive and
they give you malaria.

- Ugh.
- Shit.

This can is finished.

- There's another one in there.

- Hey.

Look what I found.

- Put it in his plate.

- Everything okay.

Find the mosquito spray?
- Like hell everything's okay.

I hate this goddamn swamp.

Shit!
[guys laughing]

I hate this fucking place, I hate it!

- Would shooting us help?

[both laughing]

[suspenseful music]

- No radioactivity, nothing.

- Fucking mosquitoes.

Everything looks shitty in this.

Everything.
[animal calling]

Everything!

[gun firing]

[gun firing]
[bees buzzing]

[water sloshing]

[gun firing]

[gun firing]

[suspenseful music]

[water sloshing]
[ominous music]

[crocodile screaming]
[gun firing]

[dramatic music]

Pops, Tim!

Pops!

- Shit, same old fucking
story every night,

Thank Christ we're leaving tomorrow.

- Miami.
- Heh heh!

- Pops!
[pots clattering]

- Jesus, Jesus!

Have you finished being an asshole?

What's wrong now?

- A big crocodile, it almost got me!

- Eh, you're drunk.

- No, fuck, a big crocodile.

The biggest one I ever saw in my life.

- Sure.

- It's 40 feet long, maybe 50.
- How many inches?

- Ha ha, heh.
- I saw it.

It's the biggest crocodile
with the biggest mouth.

I tell you, like that!

[timbers shattering]
[crocodile growling]

- Get a rifle.

Get the rifle!

- Get back, Pops, the rifle!

- Hey, I can't reach it.

Jesus!
- Jesus, let me try.

No, ugh, arrgh!

- No!

No, no no!

[timbers shattering]
[crocodile growling]

- Yes, operator.

I'd like to make a
collect call to Florida.

It's area code 305 and
the number is 260-2943.

That'll be to Paul from Liza.

- Hello?
- Paul, hi it's Liza.

Paul, can you hear me alright?

- Sure, Liza, what's up?

- You're not gonna believe this.

Those radioactive barrels
are still in the swamp,

and that bastard wants to build a resort.

- Are you sure?
- Of course I'm sure.

Don't you remember?

Before I left, we the
did research together

and there were 15 radioactive
barrels still there.

Now I just checked,

and they're not among the salvaged ones.

The Geiger counter gave
me no reading at all.

- So that son of a bitch,

is sending people to live
in a contaminated area,

and has that goo still
hidden out there somewhere?

- You finally got it.

The man is dangerous.

- Okay, Liza.

I'll send someone to help you out.

- What?

Look, Paul, this is my story.

I don't need anyone else here.

I can handle it by myself.

- Oh, cut the crap, this is work.

I don't wanna lose you or the scoop.

[Liza sighs]

- And just who is this genius anyway?

- The only one who knows
a swamp well, Kevin.

- Who?
- Kevin Jones, you know him.

- Shit.
- [chuckles] Bye, Liza.

[ship horns bellowing]

- Excuse me, I'm looking
for a man named Pedro

who has a boat for hire.

- Down there by the wharf.

Pedro?

Excuse me, Pedro?

I want to hire a boat.

Do you understand, I want to hire a boat.

- Where do you want to go?

- Into the swamp.
- Why?

- This is why.

Will it do for a reason?

- Yeah, it's a very good reason.

When do you want to go?
- This afternoon,

before sunset.
[speaking in foreign language]

[funky music]

[women giggling]

- [Baxter] Alright, let's
head for shore and that drink.

Heh heh heh, ah.

- Mr. Baxter.

[women giggling]

- Last night, she was
nosing around the warehouse

where we keep the
barrels, and this morning,

she hired a fisherman's
boat to go to the swamp.

- She's not giving up, eh?

Doesn't she realize that
that swamp is shall we say,

very dangerous for a woman?

When is she going?
- This afternoon Mr. Baxter.

- Pay the fishermen off.

I want him to scare her
but not to overdo it.

The little lady is in the
wrong place at the wrong time.

I want her on the first plane out of here.

Understood?
- Got it, Mr. Baxter.

- Shall we continue our promenade?

[women giggling]

[boat engine droning]

[suspenseful music]

[ominous music]

[boat engine droning]

[ominous music]

[boat engine droning]

[ominous music]

[boat engine trolling]

- Hey, what's the matter?

Why are we stopping?

What's wrong, won't the engine start?

Do you mind telling me what's going on?

[chuckles] Shit.

[giggles] You gotta be
joking, just what I need.

Look, you can't scare me.

I mean, I come from New York.

And we got the pros up there.

Yeah, that city has weirdos
that make you look like Bambi.

You understand?

I'm warning you.

[scoffs] I don't believe this.

[Pedro screams]
[water splashing]

[speaking in foreign language]
- I told you.

Pedro the pervert.
[Pedro groaning]

Come on.

You can get back in the boat

if you promise to be a good little boy.

Are you going to be a
good little boy, hmm?

Are you sure?

You're not gonna try any tricks?

- No, no.

- Okay.

Behave yourself, got it.
- Gee--

[crocodile growling]

[Liza screams]

[Pedro shouting in foreign language]

- Quick, give me your hand!

Pedro! [groans]

Stop panicking!

[both screaming]
[dramatic music]

[Liza whimpers]

[engine sputtering]
[Liza groaning]

[crocodile growling]
[Liza screams]

- Thanks a lot.
- Pleasure, sir.

[guests chattering]

- Good morning, may I help you?

- Ah, yes.

I think you should have
reservations for me here.

- Your last name, please?

- Jones.
- Jones?

Yes, Mr. Jones, we have your reservation.

Would you sign here please?

- Is Liza Post in the hotel?

- No, sir, she's out.

- You know where she is?
- No, sir.

She asked me where she could rent a boat,

but I don't know where she went.

Here's your key, and have a nice day.

- Thanks for the information.
- You're very welcome, sir.

[boat motor droning]
[suspenseful music]

[timber snapping]
[girl screaming]

- Please, help now!

[girl screaming]

[crocodile growling]
No!

Mommy, Mommy!

[boat motor droning]
[ominous music]

[animals chattering]
[Liza whimpering]

[snake hissing]

[Liza moaning]

[animals chattering]
[suspenseful music]

- Ugh!

Shit.

Son of a bitch.

Shit.

Ugh, ugh.

Damn.

[frog croaking]

[hat whipping]

- This'll bring you luck, kid.

Now let me see if you got the guts

to finish the job we started together.

Get it good and hot.

Get that propeller up to full revs

and make the bastard gargle with it.

It's your only chance, kid, go!

- It's hot.

- Okay, let's go.

[crocodile screaming]
Now!

- Argh!
- You're back, kid, eh?

[serene music]

You're just in time to
sample the newest batch.

Here, it's tasty.

No chemical additives,

pure as a mountain
stream, just like always.

Go on.

- Ugh.

- What do you say?

- It's a bit strong,

just like all the other batches, but,

not bad, not bad at all.

- When did you come in, kid?

- This morning.

- Let's go inside.

[serene music]

Can I get you something, you hungry?

Want a cigar?
- No thanks.

How's your arm?

- Couldn't be better.

I can hardly feel it anymore.

Why did you come back, kid?

- I was supposed to meet
a girl at the hotel.

Only instead of waiting for me,

she went out into the swamp.

- Strange place for romantic appointment.

- Joe, she's disappeared.
- Eh, so that's it.

When did this happen?

- Yesterday.

I found what was left of her boat.

- Where?

- In that lagoon to the south,

and I wish I'd never seen it.

- What the hell are you trying to tell me?

- There's another one, Joe,

another son of a bitch.
- It's impossible.

- I saw what it did to that boat.

There were teeth marks, big ones.

- It might have been a crocodile
but nowhere near as big.

There just aren't any more like that one.

It was,

the only one.

That's gospel, kid.

You better listen to it.

- I know it exists.

Can't you feel it?

- What do you want?
- Help me.

Help me find the girl,
if she's still alive.

And if there really is a
crocodile, help me hunt it down.

- Weren't you the guy
that once upon a time

protected animals and nature?

- That crocodile destroyed my life.

It killed all my friends.

Every night since then,

I wake up in the middle
of the night screaming.

- So, you've come to drive out your fears.

- Something like that.

- And the girl?
- We'll find her.

We have to find her.

[animals calling]
[suspenseful music]

[suspenseful drumming]

[mosquitoes buzzing]

[Liza sighs]

- That girl must be having a
pretty rough night out here,

if she's still alive.
- I'm sure she is.

She's a very

courageous self-sufficient woman.

I know her.

I know what I'm talking about.

I wonder,

do you think we'll make it this time Joe?

- If that crocodile really exists,

it's gonna be tough.
- It exists.

And it knows we're here.

[ominous music]

It's waiting for us.

[suspenseful music]

[boat motor droning]

- Wait!

Wait!

Come back here!

[Liza sobs]

[water sloshing]
[dramatic music]

- What's wrong?

What is it, kid?
- I don't know.

I feel something.

Nothing.

[Joe groans]

[suspenseful music]

Give me your hand, Joe.

Come on.

Swim closer.

- No!
- Joe!

Joe!

[ominous music]

Joe, Joe.

Give me your hand, come on.

- It's too late.

- Don't say that.

- You have to do it.

You have to kill that bastard, kid.

Don't miss.

[dramatic music]

- I'll kill him, Joe, I swear to God!

I swear to God I'll kill him!

[animals chattering]

[suspenseful music]

[wood crunches]
[Liza gasps]

Liza!

- Is that really all you have to say?

- That is your name, isn't it?

- Jesus, you passed right in front of me

and I yelled myself hoarse.

There you were, and I couldn't
even attract your attention.

- Two days I've been in the swamp,

looking for you everywhere,

and you have the nerve to be furious.

Would you get in the boat now?

- Just get me outta here.
[serene music]

It was a crocodile, Kevin,
who chewed up my boat

and killed the guy who was driving it.

I saw it all happen.

It was gigantic.

It was horrible.
- I saw it, too.

Before I found you It killed
an old friend of mine.

I swear I had killed it.

- Go slow, or they'll hear the engine.

[ominous music]

[serene music]

- Hey wait a minute.

Stop!
- Huh?

Why?
- Get the rifle.

- What are you doing?

- You want that croc, I'll be your bait.

- Oh, Liza for God's
sake, don't be an idiot.

That thing is a monster.

It can't be killed with a rifle.

You need an atomic bomb.

Liza.

Get out of there!

Liza!

This is ridiculous.

Where are you?

Liza?

You're out of your mind.

Get out of the damn water, Liza.

- It's my Geiger, I know I
lost it somewhere around here,

and the croc--
- Just get out, will you?

- I can't find it.
- Thank God.

He would have killed you.

- You would have shot him with the rifle.

- I already told you a
cannon wouldn't be enough.

That rifle wouldn't even make a dent.

- [Liza] Get your filthy
hands away from there.

- [Kevin] It's either that
or I can't haul you on board.

- [Liza] You always did have
an excuse for everything.

- Well, what the?

I should have left you down there.

Really.

- [Liza] I would have been
mixing with a higher class crowd

that's for sure.
- Problems.

She gives me problems.

- Yeah, I know they'll be mad
as hell 'cause we're late,

but what can we do about it?

We'll give them a hand loading.

Maybe that will calm
them down, ha ha ha ha!

- Jeff!
- Kiddo!

- Where are you?

- Jeff!
- Pop!

- What is this?

The place is wrecked.

What the hell happened
around here, a tornado?

Jeff!

Pops, where are you?

- What do you want, Mosquito?

- I got to talk to Mr. Baxter.

- I'd like to see if you agree with me.

The view is better up here.

Look at the skyline.

You can have a big neon sign over there,

and the pool down there.
- Right in front here?

- Looks like the best place to me.

It has to be at least Olympic sized

with springboards, platforms,
a waterfall in one corner,

maybe a grotto dug into one of the sides.

And I'll have other ideas.

This place will be drawing
millions of rich tourists.

It's my intention to see it totally...

Would you be so kind as to forgive me?

We'll finish the session a little later.

- Sure thing, Mr. Baxter.
- No problem, sir.

- What happened now?

- That asshole fisherman has disappeared.

He hasn't been back, no one knows.

I've asked all around.

- And the girl?
- She's still in the swamp.

- Good.
- Yeah, but she's not alone.

That guy who, who killed
the crocodile is there.

He took out a boat yesterday
and finally tracked her down.

I saw them together.

- We're both experts.

We're both damn good at
cleaning up swamps, right?

- Right sir.

- So we know what we have to do.

Let's clean it up for good this time.

I don't want any more mess
ups like with the fishermen.

Let's do it right.
- You got it.

- Okay Mr. Baxter.

- Drink this.

It's strong, it'll do you good.

[Liza chokes]

- Jesus, what is it?

- Joe's specialty, don't
ask what goes into it.

- He was a good friend
of yours, wasn't he?

- Yeah.

We went through a lot together.

He was one hell of a guy.

- Will you help me find the barrels?

- Of course.

You don't think I trust
you to do it alone?

But first I have to kill that crocodile.

- Okay.

If it's that important
to you, then it's a deal.

But there's one thing I'd like to know.

How are you planning to kill that monster?

Persuade him to commit suicide?

- You know, that might be our only chance.

Your clothes are dry if
you wanna get dressed.

- [Liza] Kevin?

- [Kevin] Yeah, what is it?

- Kevin.

- [Kevin] Oh god, what
do you have in mind now?

- Kevin, don't you know that

fear and near death situations

stimulate and heighten the arousal

of a human being's reproductive organs.

- Really?

My dad always said,

"I should try to learn
something new every day."

- Well, maybe it's mother nature's way

of avoiding our extinction.

- [Kevin] If it is, she
sure has a couple of tricks

up her sleeve, doesn't she?

[Liza moans]

[boat horn bellows]

- Bring her in closer.

Let's go.

Don’t forget, Mosquito, I'm
in charge of this operation.

- Yeah, right.
- No mistakes this time.

As soon as we see them we kill them.

- Good morning.
- Good morning.

- Uh-huh, I see you
managed to help yourself.

- Yeah, you like them?
- Beautiful.

Did you sleep well?
- Very well.

- Didn't have time to make coffee.

I got up early to fix the boat.

- Doesn't matter.

- You know how to use that coffee machine?

- Well, sure I do.

Just because I'm a city girl,

that doesn't mean that instant

is the only kind of
coffee I know how to make.

[snake hisses]
[Liza shrieks]

What the hell is that?
[Kevin laughs]

- I see you met Pilar.
- Pilar?

- She was Joe's sweetie. [Kevin laughs]

- Nice friends.

- City girl.

[boat motor droning]

[serene music]

- Boo!

- Very funny.

- Watch this.
[fire hissing]

That's perfect.

[boat motor droning]

- So what do we do now?

- Well,

first we head back into town,

get some more equipment and weapons.

We got to get a bigger boat too.

We can't face that monster

in that coconut shell they call a boat.

One swipe of its tail
and it'd fall to pieces.

- Kevin.
- What?

- Will the croc let us through?

- Want me to ask him?

- We wouldn't even be in this position

if it weren't for that
Baxter dumping those barrels.

And on top of it, the
bastard has reopened the area

to the public claiming it's safe.

[boat motor trolling]

[ominous music]

- That's the roof of their hut.

I don't know, how did it
get down here anyway?

- I don't see a thing.

[crocodile screams]
[Mosquito screams]

[guns firing]

- Gun shots, move!
- Oh God.

[dramatic music]

- [Kevin] Hurry.

[man gasping]

[boat motor revving]

- [Driver] Shit!

[crocodile growling]

[boat motor roaring]

- We gotta get cracking.

- Who could have been doing that shooting?

- I don't know.

There's something over there.

Oh, Jesus.

[Liza gagging]

The crocodile, must be near.

What did they want?
- Me.

- No.

- Yes.

Look, that's the crocodile!
- Shit.

- As big as a house.

[dramatic music]

- Hold tight.

[children laughing]

[ominous music]

[children laughing]

- Hey, this is great.

- [Woman] I'll try to go faster.

- Get out of here.

- Look!
- Christ.

Watch out, stop, stay there!

- Hi!
- Oh, hi, hi!

- GO back!
- Stop, back up!

- Danger, go, go back!

- Hi!
- Hey, hey!

- No, go back!

- Hi!

- No, stop!
[both laughing]

Turn around, stop!
- Stop!

[dramatic music]

- Oh!

Oh!

- Momma!

- Don't!
- Stop!

[boy crying]

- Tommy!

[crocodile screaming]

- Get me the rope, Liza, please.

[both screaming]

[boy whimpers]

- Grab it!

Here!

[girl whimpering]

- Kevin, there!
- Christ.

- Oh, Kevin, hurry.

[dramatic music]

- Oh, Tommy, Tommy!

[both screaming]

[dramatic music]

[both screaming]

[girl whimpering]

- Are you all right?
- Yes.

Oh God, Kevin.

- Go get the dynamite, quickly.

- Oh my God, it's coming this way!

[Liza whimpering]

- Hold me a little bit longer.

[dramatic music]

- You know what to do.

[Kevin gasps]

Liza, get going!

- [Woman] I'm hurt!

[Liza sobbing]

- [Boy] Oh, Mommy!

[dramatic music]

[majestic music]

- Liza, hurry!

[all whimpering]

- Mommy!
[Liza crying]

- Get him, Liza, hurry!

Damn it!

- Kevin!

Kevin!

[dramatic music]

- Now!

[dynamite explosion echoing]

[Kevin gasping]

Alright!

[Liza laughing]

[family cheering]

[fire roaring]

[Liza laughing]

- [Liza] Kevin!

[romantic music]

- Hey, hey man!
[family cheering]

- Hey.

You were wonderful.

- I just threw the stuff,

but if you hadn't done all the rest.

[Liza gasps]

[both laughing]

The barrels got dislodged
by the explosion.

They were hidden right here.
[both laughing]

[ominous music]

[dramatic music]