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( gasp )

( muffled moaning )

( muffled sobs )

( screaming and crying)

Oh, Amy!

Oh, no!

Oh, my God!

Oh, my God! No! No!

No!

Takes about three quarters...

Walker!

- Sir! - Where's Nick?

You mean Marine Boy? Where else?

Thanks.

Hey, Morton.

That window seems to be holding up all right.

- I'd like you to watch it, though. - Okay. No problem.

Hi, Michael.

I just walked past the tropical tank,

and guess what?

It's completely empty.

I know.

I had to move everything until the heater was fixed properly.

I thought it was fixed properly already.

So did I.

But the water's still 10 degrees too cold,

and I didn't think you wanted an exhibit of dead fish.

I've got exactly one week to iron everything out, Nick.

I'm counting on you to make this work.

Don't let me down!

Well...

there goes Mr. Warmth!

Mm-hmm.

You said I could have a turn!

- When I'm done. - When's that gonna be?

When I'm done!

But you said I could!

Dad doesn't know we're using his boat.

I don't want you breaking it.

( gasping )

I heard about the shark in the inlet.

- It's a Great White, huh? - Yeah.

You gonna tranquilize it?

If I have to. Get it out of the inlet.

That's perfect.

Why don't you bring it in here?

- You're kidding, right? - Not at all.

You know what kind of media coverage

we could get with a Great White?

Talk about a star attraction.

Doesn't sound like one of your better ideas, Michael.

It'd be great for you too.

You'd get to study it up close and personal.

No one's been able to keep a Great White alive in captivity.

Monterey Bay Aquarium had one a couple of years back.

Yeah, and if you remember, it couldn't adapt.

It kept banging into walls. They let it go after a week.

Yeah, but in that week,

people were banging down the doors to get in and see it.

Too risky.

You've only been with us for six weeks, Nick.

And in that time, you've done a great job,

but I'd hate to see you make a mistake now.

That sounds like a threat, Michael.

Take it any way you like.

I want that shark.

( sighs )

First sign of trouble, we put it back in the ocean.

- Agreed? - Agreed.

You're the boss.

( rock music blaring )

Hey!

- What? - Marcus!

- Do you want some lotion? - Okay.

- Marcus, a shark! - What?

Pay attention, please!

What did you say?

Hey, Marc! Marc!

- Huh? - Hey! Listen to me!

A shark! In the inlet!

Capturing a Great White? Jesus!

Next thing, Francisco will have you out looking for Moby Dick.

Don't fuck with me, Marcus! You guys available or not?

- Right now? - Yes!

These girls are babes! You're gonna owe us big time!

I'll double your normal rate.

Double it? Girls, gotta get to work.

You guys are out of here.

Okay, we're in.

So, what's your plan?

We'll bait him, drag him near the boat.

I'll hit him with a tranquilizer dart,

and we'll tow him in.

It's a piece of cake.

Shit!

Piece of cake, my ass!

Looks like a 12 footer.

No, this one's 16.

Boys!

I don't think he's happy!

I can't see him!

Careful!

Oh, shit!

( grunt )

Got him!

It's gonna take a few minutes to kick in.

I don't know about you,

but I could use a beer.

I think Tom could use a change of underwear.

I hate you guys!

In local news, we have a shark story

about the big one that didn't get away.

And this isn't just any shark, but rather a Great White shark.

Water World, Cape Town's new multi-million dollar aquarium,

will be the first of its kind to have a live Great White shark

on display to the public.

Dr. Nick Harris, Water World's resident marine biologist,

rescued a Great White that was trapped in an inlet near Hauk Bay.

The long-awaited aquarium opens its doors to the public on Saturday.

In soccer news, the Springbox are scheduled to meet Australia...

Woman: That shark's not supposed to be on display,

it killed people!

You don't keep it here, okay?

You need to take it out--

Have a nice day, lady!

Jerk!

( clearing throat )

Hmm!

Who was that?

Samantha Peterson.

She's convinced that our shark is the same one

that killed her sister last week.

- In the attack near Table Bay? - Yeah, she's one crazy lady.

You're not blaming her for being upset, are you?

No.

- So how is our star attraction? - He's good.

But we're not out of the woods yet.

Let's go take a look.

Okay, Kenny, turn them on half a watt.

Half a watt, coming up!

So what am I looking at?

Those black boxes.

They give off alternating electrical charges

that the shark is attracted to.

Gives him something to concentrate on,

and keeps him from banging into the wall.

It's like dangling a carrot in front of a donkey.

That's not bad.

That's not bad at all.

( sighs )

What's wrong?

Look at the shark.

Look at the shark?

I've been looking at it for two days. I see it in my sleep.

I mean, look at it, smart ass!

His tail and his dorsal fins seem a little too big for his body.

I wonder if it's a newborn.

Yeah, but that's no baby.

At that size, he's got to be at least, what?

- 1 0, 1 2 years old? - I know.

So? The shark's a little off.

My brother's head is way too big for his body,

but he's normal. Well, sometimes, anyway.

Let's play it safe.

Take a blood sample and run it through.

Make sure our guy is healthy.

( humming )

Hey!

( grunting )

What are you trying to do?

That thing murdered my sister!

- And you brought a shotgun? - What would you do?

You don't know this is the shark.

Yes, I do!

In case you didn't notice, Doctor, it's missing an eye.

I took it out...

trying to save my sister's life.

You want this to be the shark. That doesn't mean it is.

No one believes me. Why should you be any different?

Besides, you're the one that brought it in here.

I'd like to believe you, but without any proof...

Proof? You want proof?

- Let's cut it open, I'll show you-- - You know I can't do that!

I'm very sorry about what happened to your sister,

and I understand what you must be going through.

Understand?

You didn't see Amy's eyes.

You didn't see how that thing just tore her to pieces.

You have no idea what I'm going through.

Why don't you just go?

The shark's in the aquarium now. It's not gonna hurt anyone,

I promise.

Save your promises.

( Sousa march playing )

Sharks really are not as dangerous as people think,

as long as you don't antagonize them. Yeah?

Mayor Shandu, what do you think of the new aquarium?

I think that Water World will serve as a shining example

of our city's dedication to education,

and the conservation of our seas.

Now, if you'll excuse me,

Mr. Francisco has promised me the grand tour.

Yes, and you can see here the teeth...

Come through this way!

Come see the Great White shark!

This way, ladies and gentlemen!

The Great White shark!

Nick: The shark must swim constantly.

If he would stop, he'd sink.

Any other questions? Yes, sir.

How many different kinds of shark are there?

There are over 360 varieties of shark,

from the tiniest cookie-cutter shark to the enormous whale shark.

And of that number, only very few pose any danger to man.

Anyone else? Yes.

- Tell them to feed the shark. - Shouldn't you ask Harris?

Harris is busy, the cameras are rolling.

Let's give them something for the evening news.

Kenny, you there? Come in, Kenny.

Kenny, you there?

You there, Kenny?

Yes, I'm here.

Feed the shark.

Dr. Harris said to wait till after we closed.

Mr. Francisco is telling you to feed it.

- Now. - Okay.

That's a good question...

Excuse me.

- What the hell are you doing? - I'm giving them what they want.

( screaming )

Whoa!

( hysterical screaming )

Morton, we've got an emergency in the tank!

Nick, tell me what to do.

Close the gate!

( sobbing )

( beeping )

Nick!

Move!

The gate's not gonna hold, Nick!

What about tranquilizers?

We're out.

It's activated.

( grunting )

Do we have a signal?

( beeping )

Yes! You got him!

Woman: Mr. Francisco,

now that the man-eating shark has escaped,

what are you and your staff prepared to do about it?

Well, first of all,

I cannot begin to express my grief...

about what's happened here today.

But let me assure you that we'll do everything necessary

to insure your safety in these waters.

Now, if you'll excuse me. Thanks.

Ladies and gentlemen, your attention, please.

Francisco! Francisco!

Security!

Harris!

You fucked up real good!

You know the PR disaster this is?

Kenny's dead, you son of a bitch!

You brought it in here. That makes it your responsibility.

In case you don't get it, you're fired.

Check him out of here.

Let's go. Let's go.

Man: And Van Hunt, he's just casually smoking away.

And he says, "Ahhh!

You've outsmoked the Devil himself!"

So whenever we see smoke coming off the mountain like that,

we say, "Van Hunt's at it again!"

It's on me.

Thanks, TJ.

Cheers.

Nick, why don't you just go home?

Home?

Home to what?

Remember, Nick,

it's just a job.

Right.

- Hold on. - What do you want?

Hi, I just-- I wanted...

What? What?

Now you believe me about the shark?

Someone else had to die, and now it's loose.

If you hadn't stopped me, none of this would have happened.

You're right.

Look, I know what happened wasn't your fault,

but now it's out there.

What are you gonna do about it?

- Try to find it. - And kill it?

Yes, if I have to.

- Then you'll need some help. - I'll get the Miller brothers' boat.

What time should I meet you?

I don't think that would be a good idea.

I can take care of myself.

Yes, I know that, thanks.

I don't think it'd be smart to have you out there.

I don't need you looking out for me.

I...

Lend us a hand, mate?

Here you go. Heads up!

Nice boat.

She's a beaut. All the way from Sidney.

I'm Roy, Roy Bishop.

I've seen your show. It's very entertaining.

- Cartoon Network. - No, Discovery Channel.

Everyone recognizes me. I've got the highest rated animal show.

And you're here doing some filming nearby?

I was doing a show about the African Octopus

when I got a call about hunting a Great White. That's exciting.

They said they could afford me, here I am.

Thank you.

All right.

Look after that. It's worth a lot of money.

Good luck.

Thanks, mate.

- Hey, Tom. - Hey, Nick.

Hey, Marc. How are you?

Hey, buddy.

- What are you doing here? - I chartered this boat.

Marc, what's going on here? I need you guys today!

Sorry, buddy. She booked us first.

- Should have called last night. - I called 10 times!

Your line was busy.

Damn it, Tom, I told you not to tie up the phone.

Get your own line if you want to download porn!

I wasn't on all night.

All right.

I'm sorry.

Good. That's all I wanted to hear.

You can tag along.

Are you kidding?

We can argue about this all day or we can find that shark.

- The choice is yours. - Okay, we'll all go together.

But on the water, you listen to me.

Please.

Whatever you say, captain.

Morton: Hey, Nick!

Here I am!

Thanks for coming down.

No problem.

- Did you get it? - Yes, right here.

- Thanks. - I'm expecting the results

of the shark's blood sample sometime soon.

- All right. - We'll have to do it on the sly.

I've got Francisco breathing down my neck.

I told you to take care of that filtration problem.

They're busy fixing it right now.

How do you know they're gonna fix it properly

if you ain't there to supervise?

See you later, Nick.

What's she doing here?

She's with me.

If you think you're gonna catch that shark, you're out of your league.

We'll see.

- This is Roy Bishop. - We've met.

He's been hired to clean up your mess.

Fuck you, Michael. It's your mess and you know it.

Hey, calm down, mate.

- Is this the bloke? - Yeah.

You're the bozo who screwed things up

by letting the shark get free.

Tell me, because I don't have your experience,

what's it like knowing someone died because you fucked up?

Do me a favor...

get Crocodile Dundee out of my face.

Mayor's behind me on this. You stay out of it.

Come on, Roy. Don't waste your time.

- You're a funny guy. - Thank you.

Very funny.

That's a nice boat.

( sarcastic laughter )

Which one dresses up as the Indian?

You're funny.

I just wanna know.

- Pricks. - Pretty much.

We got something they don't.

What's that?

A global positioning device.

I tagged the shark before he took off.

Wow. When were you gonna tell them?

Uh, I wasn't.

Nick: There he is.

Starboard, 30 degrees.

Samantha: It's circling Seal Island.

Turn port, 25 degrees.

Ease up on the throttle. Don't wanna spook him.

Looks like we're right on top of it.

Marc: There it is.

Thomas, God damn it! Don't make me call your mother.

Samantha: Be careful. He's circling under the boat.

There he is.

There he goes.

Ahh. He didn't take it.

Not this again!

Shit!

Son of a bitch!

Give me the pole.

- You're gonna put him to sleep? - Yup.

Oh, shit!

Watch out.

Sam, we're doing this my way.

It looks like your way isn't working.

( cocking shotgun )

Sam! Take my hand!

Grab it!

Steady me! Steady me!

( growling )

( coughing )

He's moving!

Well, let's go. Follow him!

- We're fucked! - Shit!

Can't you do something? He's swimming away!

No way we can fix her out here.

Fuck!

Should've done that tune up.

- You said it could wait. - Yeah, blame me!

- Hey, bro, I'm just saying. - Will you cut it out?

Jesus!

Let's radio it in, guys.

( static )

Thomas: This is the Wet Dream calling Cape Harbor.

Come in, Cape Harbor. Over.

As I paddle out, I see this great wave...

( boat horn )

Well, well...

( sarcastic laughter )

Hi there, tough guy.

What seems to be the problem? Rubber band break?

We got a dinghy you can borrow.

( laughing )

No, we're just having fun with ya.

Hey, Hootie, throw 'em a line.

Newman, get us straightened out.

Newman: Aye, Roy.

- Got it down? - I got it. Tie it down.

We'll try to keep it running under 1 0 knots...

We don't wanna scare ya.

( sighs )

Next time.

Thanks for pulling me out of the water.

It's the least I can do after all your kindness to me.

You saved my life.

I owe you one.

I'm just glad you're okay.

Amy!

Amy...

Come in a little bit closer, Hootie.

That's it. Keep it open in there.

- Hi. - Hey.

- When did he catch it? - This morning, I guess.

Is it our shark?

It's hard to tell, his head is all chewed up.

He's roughly the right size and there's no tag.

What we have here is a 12 foot Great White shark.

I caught it just off the coast here in Cape Town, South Africa.

A menace to these waters,

this man-eater attacked and killed at least two people.

That was before meeting up with me.

So, I was reeling him in

when he tugged under the boat, back to the stern.

Then something wild happened.

Bam!

He hit the prop, sliced up his head and two of his fins,

right here.

Oh, Mr. Francisco, thank you.

Roy Bishop caught the shark.

Now if you come this way, I'll answer your questions.

Thank you, ladies and gentlemen.

Don't forget I'm on the Discovery Channel.

Here, you like the hat?

That's it, feel free to come.

Roy Bishop's shark hanging right here.

Thanks to Roy Bishop,

it is safe for our community to go back into the water again.

Any other questions?

Hi.

Well, well...

That's quite a story.

Yeah, it's what they want.

It spices up their boring little lives.

It'll make a nice segment for your TV show.

Only I think you caught the wrong shark.

It's a Great White, about the same size, right?

I caught it just off shore from the aquarium.

I tagged the Great White that escaped with a transmitter.

Really?

That information would have been helpful.

Trying to hog all the glory for yourself?

This isn't a competition, Roy.

The losers always say that.

What about the transmitter?

I don't know, could have fallen off

when he hit the propeller, or while reeling him in.

So either way, I'll know once it's cut open.

And if it's not the right shark?

Then I'll keep on catching them until I do find the right one.

I might even get several episodes out of this.

How can you take advantage of other people's miseries?

Look here, you little beaut,

I'm just here to help, and if it's good for my TV show,

I'll shoot it before somebody else steals it.

Know what?

You fix up your hair and face a little,

I might even let you be on my show.

Now excuse me, I gotta go sign some autographs.

Was he talking to you or me?

( laughing )

Hey, guys.

- Hey. - Hey.

I see you're making some progress.

Oh, yeah, Chuck here's deep into it.

Bad news is, it'll take me most of the day.

Let us take a ride tonight.

I thought they caught the shark.

Not the right shark.

Surfing competition's tomorrow.

We can't spend all night cruising around.

Yeah, Marc gets cranky if he doesn't get enough sleep.

Shut up!

( chuckling )

We wanna have a look around Seal Island.

Samantha and I can handle it.

Okay.

- Thanks. - Just try not to sink it.

See you.

Asshole!

Well, we've got some spare time...

Oh, I've got a great idea!

( giggling )

( laughing )

Is there anything I can say to make it easier?

She couldn't say goodbye.

Samantha: There's the signal.

It's moving.

So much for Roy's shark.

Samantha: We're right over it.

- Oh, no, we're losing the signal! - Shit!

Hey, look at this.

Samantha: Looks like an overhang here.

Could be a cave. Let's find out.

Okay, here we go.

( beeping sounds )

This has gotta be expensive. Where did you get this stuff?

I...

borrowed it from the aquarium.

But you don't work there anymore?

No. Gotta take it back some time.

It's a cave, all right.

There's another one.

I've never seen so many Great Whites together before.

Oh, there he is.

Oh, shit.

Come on.

Jesus! Jesus!

( crackling sounds )

Guess you don't have to return it now.

Hmm.

Morton: I count six sharks!

Great Whites swimming in a school. This has never been recorded.

This is very strange.

What did you find in the autopsy?

It's not our shark.

We gotta find it.

Nick, the lab work came back. Look at this.

( clears throat )

There are three times as many white blood cells

and the metabolic rate is almost off the chart.

No wonder he's so aggressive.

Maybe they're sick, like rabies or something.

If it was only one, I'd agree with you,

but I found the same thing in Roy's shark.

What is it?

Well, I did some digging, and I came up with this.

It's a scientist up north named Dr. Craven,

who's doing some weird experiments,

pumping Great Whites full of steroids and God knows what...

trying to find a cancer serum.

But get this--

the sharks were all female.

And pregnant.

And these sharks are the offspring.

Altered on a cellular level, yes.

According to this, these sharks would only be about a year old.

But already they're the size of a grown adult.

They're growing at an accelerated level,

and hunting in packs.

There's no telling how dangerous they're going to get.

We're in bigger trouble than I thought.

Mayor Shandu: You want me to shut down the beaches?

Nick: Yeah, everything, right now.

What about this surfing competition?

- Cancel it. - It starts in two hours.

Look, I've heard enough!

I am not telling the sponsors to cancel

because we have mutant sharks!

This is insane!

Insane is ignoring this until someone else dies.

Gentlemen,

Iet's try and be civil.

Now I can't discount what Dr. Harris has here.

But, at the same time,

I won't start a full-blown panic.

You can't deny those sharks are out there.

What do you think about all this, Roy?

You want my opinion?

Sounds like a lot of scientific mumbo-jumbo to me.

We know it sounds crazy, but look at the evidence.

Are you willing to risk more lives?

You talk about risking lives?

He tagged that shark, knew where it was

and he told no one.

I thought I could handle it.

You obviously couldn't.

Gentlemen, let's stick to the subject at hand.

Michael, are the beaches safe?

There are anti-shark nets all along the beaches

we're using for the competition.

Now we know where the sharks are.

This is so boring!

You wanna make the beaches safe?

You give me that locator and you'll never have to worry again.

Fine.

We'll work together.

I don't think so.

There's only one captain on my boat.

I think you've done enough for now, Dr. Harris.

Mr. Bishop seems best equipped to handle the situation.

I want you to give him all your information.

( scoffs )

And Michael...

keep me informed!

Sure thing, Mr. Mayor.

PA: Ladies and gentlemen,

welcome to the Cape Classic Surf Competition,

sponsored by Water World.

We're so pleased to have you with us today.

Some of the best surfing in the world,

right here, in the Cape waters.

Some of the best competitors...

Richard Clemens now, look at this run...

- Anything yet? - Uh-uh.

- Hey, Nick! - Hey, Tom! Hey, Marc!

How's it going there, stud?

Nick: Good luck, guys!

- See you later, all right? - Have a good run!

PA: Give it up, ladies and gentlemen!

Man those cameras, guys!

Everybody ready?

If there's a slew of whites there,

it may be too dangerous, even in the cages.

- Maybe we shouldn't waste time-- - Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!

Are you getting a case of the pussies on me?

Toughen up, guys!

We're gonna kill the sharks, but not on this dive.

Not until I get enough footage to make the Discovery Channel

- wet their little panties. - You're the boss.

Damn right. Now, let's get in the water,

and don't mess up on those close-ups.

I need lots of shots of me and the sharks.

- Yes, sir. - You know the ritual...

Heads.

Never lets me down. Let's do it.

( grunting with effort )

Look out!

Get out of there!

Newman!

Come on, Pierson! Swim for it!

Come on, boy!

Swim, buddy! Swim for it! Faster!

Get me out of here! Help!

Oh, man!

No!

Fuck!

Come on, Roy! For God's sake, swim!

Faster! Come on!

- Get me out of here! - They're coming at you!

Come on, swim!

Grab my hand!

Get me out!

Fuck! Shit!

- Roy, where are they heading? - What?

The beach.

PA: It's a beautiful day for the competition

sponsored by Water World.

The Cape Town Surf Competition continues.

Bro, let's catch some waves and do this!

( beeping )

( heart thumping )

I'll show you how to do it. Watch this.

Get 'em!

Shark in the water! Get out!

Shark in the water!

Get out of the water!

Get out! Out of the water! Shark!

( screaming )

Get out of the water! Shark!

Get out! Get on the beach!

Everyone out of the water! Shark!

Sharks in the water! Get out!

Oh, my God!

Excuse me.

I'll be right back.

Out of the water!

No!

Tom!

Look out, Tom, I'm gonna ram him.

Oh, God, Nick!

Marc!

Marc!

Look out!

( screaming )

Tom!

Come on!

Tom, gimme your hand.

Samantha: Hurry up. Get him out of the water!

Be careful.

You're gonna be okay.

Lay him over here.

- How is he? - He'll make it.

Is it gonna be okay?

I don't know.

This was a blood bath! On my beach!

( phone rings )

Yes! I'll take care of it!

You told me you could handle this!

- Roy here... - Don't try to push this off

on someone else.

I thought the incident at the aquarium was a nightmare.

We've got five dead, more injured.

We're facing lawsuits!

And I've got to issue some kind of statement!

The press is looking for a scapegoat,

and guess who's first in line?

What the fuck happened out there, Mr. Wonderful?

The sharks attacked us from every angle.

They killed Hootie and Pierson.

I was lucky to get out alive.

I heard about your friends and

I'm sorry.

( sighs )

I take it you believe us now, sir.

I wish I had earlier.

Do you know how to handle this?

We have a plan.

Do whatever you have to do.

You have all my resources at your disposal.

To those lost at sea.

To those lost at sea.

Sharks are evil. They need to be destroyed.

They're not evil, Roy. There's only a handful of attacks

compared to the millions we slaughter.

What do you call something that indiscriminately attacks people?

It's a murderer.

And they deserve to die.

I grew up off the coast of Florida,

swimming before I could walk.

I used to dive all the time--

school, no school--

drove my mom nuts.

I remember one day, I'd just turned 1 6...

I was diving on a coral reef,

had a big cave underneath.

I followed a yellowtail inside.

And somehow I lost my bearings.

It was pitch black in there...

very very quiet.

And a chill went up my back...

'cause I could feel that there was something else in there...

watching me.

Next thing I knew I was in the jaws of a nine foot tiger shark.

Jeez!

The pressure was intense, like a vise.

But it really didn't hurt that day.

I must've been in shock because

he bit right through to the bone,

punctured my stomach.

Took 290 stitches to sew me back up.

And I remember thinking

that at that precise moment

I could live or die.

I was at the mercy

of a force of nature that recognized me as the enemy.

A very humbling experience, Roy.

For whatever reason he decided to let go.

The killing machine let me live.

What about these sharks? They've got a taste for human flesh.

Now...

because some so-called scientists

have tampered with nature in the name of progress,

these sharks are very screwed up.

That is why we have to put them down.

As for the rest of the species,

they've been here in their domain

for almost 450 million years.

I think they've earned the right to stay.

Having said that,

are we all game to finish this?

Abso-fucking-lutely.

Nick: Here, this is the cave where they've been hanging out.

It can hold them all. Get them in there and wipe them out.

Sounds complicated.

I say we get depth charges and hunt them one at a time.

It's not that easy anymore.

The group mentality...

If we kill them individually they'll preserve the pack,

head into open sea.

Gotta deal with them now and all at once.

Great, but how do we get them all into the cave?

They won't just swim in there.

He's right.

They're gonna have to wanna go in there.

They'll wanna go.

We tie a couple of generators together,

we'll have a pulse strong enough to attract them all.

You put that inside the cave and the sharks come running?

Hopefully.

It'll be tough getting the device deep enough into the cave.

I know. Have to get it in there somehow.

You're gonna put it in the cave?

Are you crazy?

I gotta make sure they're in there.

Roy: Wait.

I've got an idea that will give us better protection.

Where are you going?

To call a friend about making a special delivery.

Finish the device. See you at the docks tomorrow at 10:00.

Finished?

Yeah.

What's the matter?

Nothing.

You seem a little quiet.

This is crazy.

You've seen what those sharks can do.

It's a bit risky.

A bit? You could die.

I have no intention of dying now.

Besides, Super Roy seems to think it's a good idea.

Roy would jump in the water with a snorkel and a grenade.

Probably would, huh?

( chuckles )

You don't have to do this.

It's not your responsibility.

I know that.

Somebody has to end this.

Why you?

If I walk away and somebody else dies,

I don't know if I could live with myself.

I've already lost my sister.

I don't want to loose you too.

I don't wanna be lost.

( Samantha moaning )

- Hey. - G'day, come on up.

Got a couple of great things to show you.

Underwater demolition explosives,

20 lbs. worth, complete with detonator and timer.

Should be enough to turn them into a bloody shark smoothie.

I won't ask where you got that.

It's better that you don't. I got something else to show you.

Here's that special delivery I was talking about.

What is it?

A mini sub I bought from Jacques Cousteau's people

after he passed away. She'll do 10 knots.

It might keep those sharks from having us for breakfast.

You happy?

Oh, yeah.

Good. Let's go blow up some shit, eh?

Use the mini sub to lead the sharks to the cave,

drop off the pulse generator

and the explosives and we're outta there.

- Is that gonna work? - There's one small wrinkle.

Radio waves won't penetrate all that rock.

Meaning what?

We can't remote detonate the bomb from up here.

You tell us that now? We can't be in the water either.

The concussion blast would kill us.

I know. That's why I got the timer.

We arm the bomb with the green button

and start the countdown with the red one.

I'm setting the timer for 10 minutes.

Once we start the countdown... we can't stop it.

Better get it right the first time.

I'm going with you.

I'd rather you didn't.

What can I do from here?

We'll be fine down there.

We can fire that underwater?

Specially designed Glock.

Range is only 20 feet, but she'll do the trick.

I've got a tradition I do every time I dive.

I was hoping you'd help me with it.

Heads or tails?

Sam...

Heads.

I, uh...

I want you to keep this for me. It'll bring you good luck.

I gotta check with Newman. We're getting close.

Well...

Well...

It's gonna be all right. Don't worry.

How about a little optimism? You got a nice coin out of it.

Just be careful, Nick. Okay?

All I need is this.

And this.

If I have those things...

All I need is this.

We'll be all right.

Roy: Clearing 20 feet.

- Anything exciting yet? - Nothing.

- Everything ready? - Yes, ma'am.

Nick: Let's turn on the generator.

Got a heart beat. How do we look up top, Sam?

I've got multiple signals. They're definitely nearby.

You should see them by now.

Nothing yet.

Woah!

What's wrong?

- We've found them. - You mean, they found us.

I'm gonna turn up the juice.

( thumping )

We've got their attention.

Me without my camera.

- Don't get too close. - No closer than we have to.

Time to get serious.

Right.

It's armed.

We've got the cave on the scope.

Do you see it yet?

We see it.

Let's give these bloody dingoes what they deserve.

- This isn't working. - I'm shutting off the generators.

Get your gun and shoot him, Roy!

I can't! I need both hands to control the sub!

They got us from the back! Shit!

We're losing it! Whoa!

We're going down!

- Get the cage into the water. - Why?

Just do it!

Hold tight.

Nick, I hit the button. The countdown's started!

Oh, great.

When I let the air out of the cage's buoyancy tanks,

cut the rope.

- Help me open this thing. - I'm trying. It's jammed.

My side's jammed too. There's no way out.

( gasps )

- Nice driving, boy. - Thanks, Nick.

Like it was my fault.

I can't get it. Help me with this.

Come on, let's push!

Come on, Nick.

( grunting with effort )

We can do it! Come on, Nick!

Come on!

- Hi, guys! - Sam, what are you doing here?

Saving your bacon.

- That's it, get us out. - Everybody push together.

Great!

Thanks, Sam.

I gotta check the damage.

Okay, guys. Stay close to the sub.

Watch your backs, guys.

Get to the back of the sub. Let's try to right this thing.

Be careful, guys.

How's it look?

Not good. We don't have much time, Roy.

- Let's move it. - Right. Come on, Nick.

( grunting with effort )

Sam: Way to go, guys.

Roy: Look at them. I'm gonna spill some guts, right here!

Don't get them pissed off, we gotta get outta here.

Right, let's get the sub in the cave.

Floor the engine, aim it at the entrance and let it go.

The rudder's messed up, it won't steer straight.

- I'll pilot it. - Roy, that's suicide.

I'll bail out in time. Trust me.

Bishop, please. There's gotta be another way.

It's gonna be okay. I know what I'm doing.

Please, Roy, think about this.

There's no time now. Get yourselves topside.

I'll see you guys later.

- Let me have the spear gun. - Here you go.

( thumping )

I hope he knows what he's doing.

Alrighty.

Let's see how tough you really are.

Follow me, you bastards.

Almost there.

Time to get out of here.

- He did it! - Bishop!

- Roy! - No!

Aaahh!

- I'm going in. - It's too late, Nick.

Oh, my God!

We gotta get out of here. Come on.

Okay.

Look out!

Oh, my God! Nick!

Come on, you bastard!

Keep away from him!

Come on, turn over here! Over here!

My God, Sam!

That's it. Come on!

Come on!

Come on!

Oh, my God!

My God!

Oh, my God!

Bite this, motherfucker!

( gasps )

Oh, my God, Nick! I thought you were dead!

Close.

Come on, we're out of time.

Come on!

Come on!

Get down!

Okay.

- You're okay? - We're okay.

What happened to Roy?

He didn't make it.

Oh, my God, skipper.

He died saving us.

Hello?

- Roy. - Roy?

Skipper!

Somebody wanna get a picture?

Just rest. You're gonna be okay.

Thanks.

No, no, no. What happened down there?

You mean how come I'm alive?

Well...

the shark dragged me into the cave,

was getting ready to have me for dinner...

so I pulled out my dive knife

and I made him reconsider!

( coughing )

Then I found a small tunnel at the back of the cave,

I dumped all my gear,

and I squeezed my way out.

You're crazy, you know that?

Maybe.

But after this, I'm gonna be huge!

Imagine the ratings!

I'll be bigger than Cousteau ever was.

I'm not gonna forget you two.

I'll even put you on my show!

Escaping the jaws of death...

Ahh, Roy Bishop.

Roy Bishop escaping the jaws of death.

Good night.

Roy Bishop in the jaws of death.

I have a problem.

What is it?

What am I gonna do with a beautiful,

intelligent, sensitive woman

who's willing to risk her life for me?

I sure hope you know the answer to that question, Nick.

Let's go home.