Original subtitles

(inspiring instrumental music)

- Boys...

This is a time of magic, written in the sky.

You boys have been called to this place

to fulfill a destiny.

That sky is a haven for all our great warriors.

According to our ancient custom,

those warriors, at one time,

took a blood oath to become one spirit.

And the warrior who did not live up to that oath

will wander with the wind forever,

searching for his brother.

He who rides alone,

dies alone.

(introspective instrumental music)

I'll leave you this arrow box

as a seal to our pact.

This carving tells the story of my tribe.

You see, many years ago,

we were such great fishermen

that the God of the sea was worried

that we might empty the waters.

So he sent the great beast, Wakan,

after cursing us and to attack my tribe.

The only way we can trap Wakan

is through these carvings

that tells us of its past, its current,

and where he's headed.

Someday, this object may be useful to you.

- [Miki] Miki.

- [John] John.

- [Ben] Ben.

- [Allan] Allan.

- We will never break our pact.

(pensive music)

(ball circulating)

- Man, I'm playing with you tomorrow.

I wanna win my money back.

- No, thanks sir.

It's summer break and I gotta get back home.

- Ben, you belong out there.

You're great.

For some people, college is just a waste of time.

- Thanks Mr. Derrick, but you see,

my father, he was a fisherman until he retired.

My parents just want to see me graduate.

So... - So, bullshit.

You can't live their dreams.

We want to back you on the pro circuit for two years.

We'll win more than our money back.

You've got one week, then we'll withdraw our offer.

(helicopter blades whirring)

- [Allan] Hey Louis, will you and Peters do me a favor and check this out.

I've got an oil leak somewhere in here.

- [Mechanic] A|| right, we can do that for ya.

- Yeah, I had some problems- - Hello, Barrett.

- Sergeant.

- You enjoying the Academy?

Is it as much fun as your prep school,

or your dad's country club?

- No, sir.

I mean, yes, sir.

- Good, I'll make sure you enjoy it more when you get back.

Here you go.

Say hello to your dad.

You wouldn't be here if it wasn't for him.

- Thank you, sir.

(gentle instrumental music)

(water gently splashing)

(gentle instrumental music)

(dog barking)

(water gently splashing)

(dog whining)

(suspenseful music)

- Holly, quiet.

(dog whining)

Quiet, Holly!

(dog whining)

(pensive music)

(dog barking and whining)

(pensive music)

(dog whining)

(water lightly splashing)

(brooding music)

(suspenseful music)

(water lightly splashing)

(curious music)

(dog whining)

(curious music)

(rhythmic suspenseful music)

(water gushing) (dramatic music)

(water splashing intensely) (suspenseful music)

(intense music)

(typewriter keys tapping)

- Let me see if I got this.

You threw this spear through the rag top

of Jason's convertible while he was speeding away from ya?

Kid, you've got one hell of an arm.

And a hell of an aim.

Why couldn't you be interested in baseball or something?

You could be pitching AAA, at least.

Instead, you're raising hell in town and making my life difficult,

you and this friend of yours.

- Chief, I told you,

I only threw the spear after they ran me off the road.

They almost ruined the rim on my bike.

Maybe I overreacted.

- Hell yes, you overreacted!

Look, you don't see me pulling a gun

every time one of these jerk water crackers

calls me Buffalo Bill or Captain Black.

- Captain Black?

- I was walking into the drug store the other day

and some eight-year-old kid yells it out

right on Main Street.

Should have handcuffed the little shit and brought him in.

(guys laughing) Scare the pee right out of him.

Look, you choose to hang around here

with nothing to do.

Your father's got money.

He can send you anywhere you wanted to go to school.

Not everybody has that chance.

Most kids in this town are really unlucky.

They're either working out on the boat or not at all.

Well, what about it?

Is your head clear?

- About as clear as it gets.

Yo, Neptune, you forgot your trident.

Boy, don't you need a permit for this thing?

I should look that up.

- You do that.

- Hello, Chief.

- Take off those glasses.

- Found this kid out at the point, screaming and crying.

All I've been able to get out of him

is that his mama disappeared.

Says the ocean got her.

He wasn't making much sense then,

and now he ain't talking at all.

I looked around, but I didn't see anything.

Hell, maybe the kid's just mixed up.

- Shut up.

Radio McPhee to get out to the point.

Tell him to keep an eye on the surf.

Try to figure out which way the current's running.

Tell him he needs to stay there

until I tell him to leave.

Then run over to the drug store

and get the kid a soda, or maybe something to eat.

Hell, get him drunk, make him talk.

Miki, this doesn't concern you.

Get the hell out of here!

Well?

Jesus, what next?

(upbeat music)

- Get him drunk and make him talk.

(Miki laughing)

- Come on man, speed up.

The guys will be back any time now.

- You mean, Evie will be back any time now.

- She's only got eyes for Allan.

(upbeat music)

(car horn honking)

- What's up?

Look. The little boy with the spear is back on the street.

- Yeah, well the sheriff said,

it's always open season on you.

Yeah, well next time they're gonna scrape you guys off the road.

- Yeah, you're gonna have to catch us first, Jason!

(car engine revving) (upbeat music)

(doors slams)

Didn't think I'd get ya, huh?

- Get your hands off me.

(loud scuffling)

(overlapping chattering) - Hey, let go, man!

(man grunting)

- I told ya I'd scrape you off the road.

Fuck off!

Have you had enough yet, huh, have ya?

- [Woman In Car] Come on, Jason, get him.

- The next time I see ya, get off the road.

Get it?

Come on, guys.

- [Woman In Car] Jason, kick his ass.

(train horn whistling)

- Hey Miki, everybody knows

you're as nutty as your mother was. (laughing)

- Let it go. (engine humming)

- What a welcome back.

Just as when I left it.

- Yeah, a regular welcoming committee.

I'm sure you would have liked

a much different reception.

- Yeah, like an Air Force band.

- Is he back yet?

Oh God, I hope he got a pass.

- [Miki] They didn't tell you in college.

- [Elizabeth] Tell me what?

- Evie, be strong.

- Allan ran away to Mexico with his mess sergeant.

They're getting married tonight.

(boat engine revving) (overlapping chattering)

(helicopter blades whirring)

(band music)

(overlapping talking and yelling)

(band music)

(hand claps) - Bennie.

- Hi, mom.

- Hi, sweetie. Oh.

How you doing?

- Fine. - Good.

- How's dad?

- Uh, about the same.

- Where is he?

- He's out in the garage.

Why don't you go get him?

We'll have lunch.

- Okay.

Bennie?

- Yeah?

- I'm really glad you're home.

- Me too, mom.

(soft instrumental music)

(metal clanking)

(soft instrumental music)

Hey, dad.

- Ben.

Have a good trip?

So, how's college?

- It's all right.

(soft instrumental music)

You're planning to go back to business school, I hope.

- I really like to play golf, Dad.

(soft instrumental music)

(metal clanking)

- You're gonna be home for awhile?

- Yeah.

(soft instrumental music) (birds chirping)

Hey, let's you and I go fishing.

- I don't do much fishing anymore.

- Come on.

(soft instrumental music)

- We can get up in the morning and go.

(soft instrumental music)

(metal clanking)

Look, mom's got lunch ready, let's go.

(soft instrumental music)

- Hi, sweetheart.

I put your stuff in your room.

Get ready, lunch is about to be served.

(soft instrumental music)

So uh,

how'd it go?

- He wants me to take him fishing.

- Honey, that's great. - Oh, come on.

You know how I feel about that.

(sighs) Since Jimmy's death, I...

I just can't go back out to sea again.

- Aaron, uh,

enough time has gone by.

You gotta let it go.

(soft instrumental music)

Bennie needs you.

- Maybe I could try.

(soft instrumental music)

We can go fishing out at the point.

Like we used to.

- Honey.

That's great.

Eat.

Honey!

(soft instrumental music) (birds chirping)

- Welcome home. - Hey, Larry.

(birds chirping)

- Ancl you know the market went down again last week.

Son, so glad that you could make it.

You missed lunch, of course.

This is Henry Daniel.

Henry, my son Allan.

- Sir? - How are you, Allan?

- You'll be going to officer training, I suppose.

I spoke to General Harper.

So, let's celebrate, shall we?

To officer training.

(upbeat music)

- Hey, Janice. - So how ya been?

- I've been fine.

But you know, I really miss this place.

- I wish I could get away long enough to miss it.

So come on, tell me about college.

Any nice professors?

- Alicia, you're terrible.

Anyway, the only guy I'm interested in

is coming in right now.

(upbeat pop music)

(guys faintly talking)

- Hey, man. - Good to see ya, buddy.

- About time y'all get here. - Long time, no see.

- [Allan] What you guys been up to?

(overlapping chattering)

- [Ben] Long time, no see. - What you bums been up to?

- Hanging out, holding down this joint.

Come on, talk to me, man.

Tell me what's been happening.

Hey, hey, hey!

(upbeat pop music)

- It's really good to see you.

- It's been so long.

- Can you believe this guy?

What about your friends?

- Hey guy, nice to see you back.

- [Allan] Good to see you, Mike.

(upbeat pop music)

- So you guys ready for the big cookout tonight?

- Uh huh.

- And who's gonna do the catching?

- I thought we'd all do the catching.

- I thought we'd leave that to you natives.

- Nah, I'm gonna go fishing with my dad.

- Hmm, so it's just you and me, John, as usual.

- Yeah, as usual.

- Well, then give us some news from the outside world.

We've been cooped up in this town all winter.

- Just the usual.

Bad food and books.

Ancl golf.

Lots of golf.

- Golf?

- Oh, look who's here.

It's the little fucking assholes.

(crowd chattering)

- Two vodkas with Jack Daniels, straight up.

- You want diet or regular?

- [Jason] This fucking thing ate my money.

- Well, that makes up for last night.

Just quit hitting it.

- No, sweetheart.

What'd you say about last night?

- She said take your Cokes and get out of here.

- Oh, if it wasn't for us, you'd be out of business.

- If I was you, I wouldn't have a business.

- What about those preppies?

You know, you really ought to improve your clientele.

- Jason, why don't you just leave them alone?

- Only when you run away with me, my love.

(kissing hands)

Let's go, guys.

(upbeat pop music)

- What a jerk.

- He'll get what's coming to him.

- Jesus, you guys still fighting with Jason.

- It's not my fault that he's the way he is.

- Look, Evie and I got a lot of catching up to do.

We're going to take off.

See you later. - Bye.

- Bye. - Bye.

- She just got here.

(upbeat pop music)

- Did you miss me, Allan?

- What do you think?

- You just seem to have something on your mind.

I don't know.

- I don't know.

I guess it's my father.

You know, it really bothers me the way

he's always trying to arrange my life for me.

I'd just wish he'd stop.

- You know he's just trying to help you.

- That's it exactly.

Hey, but I'm glad I'm here with you.

(wind blowing)

(motor revving)

- It's good to be fishing with you, dad.

- Yeah, it's all right.

So what's the story about golf,

and what kind of future is it?

- I don't know, I like it.

It pays good.

And I got a banker that wants to sponsor me.

- Yeah, but there doesn't seem to be much security in it.

Still, it's what you want to do.

- So, are we gonna catch anything today, dad?

- Oh, you don't wanna catch anything too quick.

The fish start biting too easy,

that means there's a storm coming up.

(suspenseful music)

Still, we ought to be able to catch something.

There's fish down there.

(suspenseful music)

- How can you tell, one spot, in the middle of the ocean?

(suspenseful music)

- You fish these waters for as many years as I have

and you get to read them like an open book.

You almost have to.

These waters have claimed a lot of lives over the years.

(suspenseful music)

- I got something, clad.

He's big. - Now give him line.

Give him line, give him line!

That's good, okay, he's gonna want to turn around now.

Good, lock your line.

Okay now, lock your line.

Lock it, good, good.

You got 'em hooked good.

- It's going down, it's going under.

- Okay, he's gonna wanna head back to the shore.

All right, reel him in fast now.

Fast, good, good.

(suspenseful music)

(overlapping chattering)

(reel whirring) (suspenseful music)

- Something's still there.

(suspenseful music)

I can feel it.

(eerie music)

- Okay, pull up the anchor, Ben, we're leaving.

(reeling rod)

- Here you go, man.

How's it look?

It'll go.

- Hey, they're quitting already?

(engine revving)

- Maybe they caught enough. - Yeah.

Hell, I hope we have that kind of luck.

- Yeah, really.

(door slams)

(engine starts, revs)

(boat engine puttering)

(tires squealing)

- Same place as always? - You bet.

- Hey, wouldn't it be great to be deep water archeologists?

Dive all over the world?

You were going to study oceanography, weren't ya?

- I still might.

- Yeah, we got time.

(waves lightly gushing)

You remember that red fish we caught out here last year?

- Yeah man, he was a big one, huh?

Not quite as big as that one fish

we caught the year before though.

- Yeah.

Hey, ain't it something how

we always end up doing all the catching,

and they do all the eating?

- Look man, do a quick dive and check it out.

(water gushing)

(curious music)

(water splashing) (brooding music)

- Nothing. (brooding music)

Try a little further out.

- That's too deep.

- Yeah, well at least there'll be something out there.

- Hold up, I'll dive with ya.

(brooding music)

(suspenseful music)

(curious noise)

(suspenseful music)

Come on, John, I told you to wait.

(suspenseful music)

(water splashing)

(suspenseful music)

(intense music)

(water splashing) (dramatic music)

(waves crashing)

I swear it's the truth, I saw it!

A shark attacked John, and it killed him.

There was nothing I could do.

It dragged him away.

It was so huge.

And it had this black fin.

- Miki, if this is your idea of a joke,

I swear I'll lock you up.

- I'm an eye witness, ain't I?

- Is there anyone else to corroborate this?

(Miki scoffs) (dramatic music)

Check him out.

(dramatic music)

If he speeds out of here,

write the little prick a ticket.

(dramatic music)

(truck horn honking)

(somber music)

- What's going on?

- John is dead.

- What?

(somber music)

- The chief didn't believe me, so I came here.

Somebody's got to believe me.

- Sam?

This is Mayor Barrett. How are you?

Listen.

I want you to come over to my home and get Miki.

Something's happened.

No, no, he's fine.

Something's happened, but he's all right.

Miki is just very upset.

I'll tell you the whole thing when you get here.

(buttons clicking)

Chief, this is Mayor Barrett.

I want you to listen very carefully.

I want you to call the coast guard immediately.

And let John's father know.

(somber music)

(door slams)

- I panicked when the mayor called.

Just think, it could have been you.

Miki, we've really got to talk.

(overlapping chattering)

(waves crashing)

- In 1966 in Saigon,

an 18-year-old MP was investigating a noise

they heard in the store.

He got stabbed by a petty thief and bled to death.

I was the one that found him.

Ancl while you get used to seeing people die,

this was tougher.

This was my best friend.

It was such a pointless death,

but you know, life goes on.

- Nice story, sheriff.

What happened next?

(crowd laughing)

- That's all I wanted to say.

That's all. - Thanks, Sheriff.

We know you mean well.

- I'm so sorry about today, Miki.

- It's okay.

Really.

(soft footsteps)

(eerie music)

(helicopter blades whirring) (ominous music)

- How long is he going to stay at John's grave?

- I don't know.

It's really scary, though.

I mean, John dying so close to the anniversary

of his mom's death.

- Hey, Ben?

I guess Miki's gonna keep John's truck.

He would have wanted it that way, anyway.

(birds chirping)

- It's just not fair.

John doesn't even have a grave.

- There's a lot of people that don't have graves.

Miki, I wish we could all pick the way we die.

Life just doesn't work that way.

(somber music)

- It's John's truck.

(somber music)

(engine starts)

(boat engine roaring)

(helicopter blades whirring)

- Look, I'm a peace officer, not a biologist.

I need some information about sharks.

I need to know something about their feeding habits,

how to catch one.

You're the expert.

- I know sharks.

I've dived with them.

Attached tracking devices to the caudal fins of full grown adults.

I tracked them for months. - Months?

Look, don't tell me that guys gotta spend

more than an hour out there.

All's he gotta do is catch one stupid shark.

- This beast puzzles me.

Seems to be unpredictable.

With a bad personality.

- Don't make it complicated.

It's only a fish.

- Yeah, right.

Right, they're only fish.

(helicopter blades whirring)

- Look there, just ahead.

(suspenseful music)

- There's that son of a bitch.

There's that killer.

(suspenseful music)

Come on, ease this thing over there.

Get a little closer, get on top of it.

(suspenseful music)

Hold this thing steady, will ya?

(suspenseful music)

All right, come to papa, baby.

(suspenseful music)

(gun bangs)

(intense music)

(gun bangs)

(suspenseful music)

That's it, radio the dock.

Tell 'em to harpoon it.

It's their meat now.

(helicopter blades whirring)

- All right, we'll be right over.

Come by and pick her up.

We're gonna head 30 degrees, port.

- What I don't understand is,

why is it here now?

- This town has a history of trouble with the sea.

As far back as the Indians,

stories of monsters eating whole villages.

Folks have vanished without leaving a trace.

- No shit.

(phone ringing)

- Prichett.

Yeah.

All right.

They got 'em.

- I told ya, it's only a fish.

Come on, let's go check it out.

(water sloshing)

- All right, take it away.

(machine whirring)

- What do you think?

- I say we take it back to the laboratory and find out what we got.

- All right, you're the expert.

- That's right, let's go.

(machine whirring)

(pensive music)

- Don't believe everything you see.

(pensive music)

Don't believe everything you see.

(pensive music)

(upbeat pop music)

- Miki, open up, I wanna talk to you.

(upbeat pop music)

Miki, we gotta talk.

We gotta get this thing out in the open.

(upbeat pop music)

Turn that thing down!

(raises volume of upbeat pop music)

Didn't I get you everything you ever wanted?

Didn't I give you the best of everything?

I work my butt off for you.

You think I enjoy living in airplanes and hotel rooms?

Turn that damn thing down!

(music abruptly stops)

Now you listen to me, you punk.

Here comes some truth.

You're not going to blame your mother's death on me.

She was a drunk.

She was crazy when I met her.

She was drunk when she died.

You think it was easy living with her?

- You drove her crazy!

You didn't take care of her.

If you didn't run around so much,

maybe she would've never started drinking.

You don't think I remember that night, but I do.

You let her leave.

You let her drive away.

You killed her!

- You've got a hell of a nerve.

What do you know?

I didn't push her off that road!

She did thet herself.

She was always self-destructive.

Two months after we were married,

I came home and found her with her wrist slashed.

After you were born, she overdosed on sleeping pills.

A month before she hit that tree, she-

- I hate you, man!

I hate you with all my heart and all my soul.

I wish you had gotten eaten by that shark.

I'm sorry, dad.

- I'm sorry too, Miki.

I'll make it up to you.

I'm sorry.

- Get the car ready, I'm off in a few minutes.

(upbeat pop music)

How you doing tonight, Jason?

- Not bad, baby, how about yourself?

(upbeat pop music)

I can't stand that fucking guy!

We're gonna have to hang out somewhere else.

- Leave him alone.

Good night, Mike, I'm off.

- [Mike] Good night, Janice.

(Upbeat pop music)

(car engine humming)

(car engine revving)

- What a lot of bullshit.

That was not the shark that killed John.

The one they brought in here today had a gray fin,

light gray.

I saw the one that attacked John.

Its fin was black.

You think I'd forget something like that?

I'm telling you, that shark is still out there somewhere.

(Upbeat pop music)

- We can't go on like this.

I don't think you'll ever leave your wife.

- Come on baby, give me a little more time.

I promise everything will be fine.

- You've been saying that ever since we met.

I'm sick and tired of working in that place.

You've been putting me off for over a year.

I just can't take it anymore.

- I can't either, baby.

Give me another month, I'll straighten everything out.

You'll be able to live like you deserve, I swear.

- I don't think I believe you.

I'll give you just one more week and that's it.

I think I'll go for a swim.

- Come on baby, let's go, it's late.

I've got to get home.

Come on, Janice, let's go!

(waves crashing)

- [Janice] Big man, afraid of the water, is that what it is?

(waves crashing)

(suspenseful music)

(eerie music)

(Janice yelling)

(suspenseful music)

(Janice yelling)

(suspenseful music)

(car engine starts, revs)

(tires squealing)

(suspenseful music)

- This was a great tragedy for our community,

to lose such a fine young man as John Muscoe.

In some way, the score has been settled,

thanks to superb action by our coast guard.

The shark has been eliminated.

- How much did the shark weigh?

- Did you cut it open?

- Are you still planning on running for governor?

- I'm not here to answer political questions.

I'm just here to tell you

that a fine young man from our town

by a shark in our waters.

That shark has been destroyed.

This death has been avenged to a certain extent.

- That's not true! (cameras clicking)

That was the wrong shark out there!

The shark that killed John had a black dorsal fin.

I've told this to the chief.

You have to believe me.

I saw it.

- All right, son, that's enough.

- What's up, Chief? - Enough is enough.

Let's go.

- What are you doing?

- I'm taking you in for disturbing the peace.

- Please, listen to me.

That monster is still out there!

(car engine revving)

(doors slam)

- I've told you a thousand times,

and now I'm warning you for the last time.

- I was right the first time, wasn't I?

You even apologized to me, remember?

Well, I'm right again.

- How many sharks can there be out there?

- Chief, there's someone here to see ya.

He's got another missing person report again.

- All right.

(pensive music)

(phone ringing)

- Sheriff, it's Janice.

She didn't show up for work,

and that's very unusual for her.

So I called her house.

She didn't show up at home last night.

And then one of my helpers found these shoes on the beach.

They're hers.

I know they're hers.

- Maybe she drowned?

(pensive music)

(overlapping chattering) (soft music)

- What's going on?

Why aren't you dressed up?

- I got other things on my mind.

When I was at the police station earlier today,

Mike came in with Janice's red shoes.

They claimed she drowned.

- Janice?

- Yeah.

I'm sure she died a very different death.

- The shark? - Yes.

And we're gonna kill that shark, all together.

All three of us.

- Are you crazy?

- You remember the blood oath we took years ago

with the Indian?

I saw that same Indian today at the docks,

when they brought that shark into the harbor.

- What?

- You think I'm crazy, don't you?

I know you do.

Everyone thinks it.

Well, I'd rather be crazy all the way.

Remember the arrow box we buried along with our four knives?

I think we should dig it up. - What for?

You know none of this makes sense!

Miki, it's not going to bring John back here.

Buddy, why don't you just go home?

Get some rest.

- I don't need any rest!

I need to go after that shark.

I owe it to John.

We all do.

- But how, how are we gonna find it?

Let alone, kill it?

- I have something in mind.

(soft instrumental music)

- Let's do it.

(soft instrumental music)

- All right, let's go.

- Coast guard was magnificent.

They got the shark right away.

- Ancl there's no more damage then?

- Absolutely not.

I explained all that this morning,

in my press conference.

- Let's toast to the coast guard.

- All right.

(overlapping chattering)

(reflective music)

- This was John's knife.

(reflective music)

- I don't know.

I mean, you guys are not just after a shark,

you're after blood.

- We need you, Mr. Shelby.

- Hey, come on, they've got experts

to handle this kind of thing.

I don't know, I don't know.

- Let's just say it's sort of a personal matter, dad.

- I know exactly what you mean.

You think it's easy to kill a shark?

- No, but that's why we need your help.

- I don't know.

You know, this is totally insane.

I'm telling you, it's just totally insane.

(birds chirping)

(pensive music)

(birds chirping)

(boat engine roaring)

(pensive music)

(blood splashing)

Mix sawdust with the blood.

Makes it float, marks the places we've baited.

Sharks can smell blood for a quarter mile.

At least 10 pound chunks of meat on the floats.

They love those big morsels.

We keep changing directions.

The sounds of the propellers attracts them at first,

then it annoys them.

- You mean sound attracts sharks?

- Yeah, not only these sounds,

but propeller sounds, as well.

- This shit is disgusting!

(Ben gagging)

- Take it easy man, you're gonna be okay.

(engine humming)

- Here, bite this.

Chew it slowly, take deep breaths,

and keep spreading the chum.

You, come with me.

(engine humming)

(blood splatters)

Go get a big chum ready.

(suspenseful music)

Now, now remember,

I used to fish in the South Pacific.

The sharks would eat our catch.

All we did was

took those chunks of meat

and...

We wrapped some sticks of dynamite around them.

Yeah, tight.

Blow them bastards right out of the water.

(suspenseful music)

All right, this should do it.

All right.

(suspenseful music)

Okay.

(suspenseful music)

Looking good.

(suspenseful music)

(blood splatters)

(water gushes)

- Are you sure it was Janice?

- Positive.

The body was pretty well decomposed, but it was her, I'm sure.

- Another shark?

- No doubt about it.

Judging from the size of the bite, it was a Great White.

(ominous music)

(crowd faintly chattering)

(suspenseful music)

- Hey, we got 'em, we got 'em, we got 'em.

(suspenseful music)

- [Allan] Hey, I'm not getting a spark!

(suspenseful music)

(brooding music)

- I know it was him.

Bastard got away.

What's that?

- Something an old Indian gave us some time ago.

Has to do with a legend about a monster from the sea.

- I've known that legend since I was a little kid.

It's Wakan.

The Indians believed that the god of the sea

sent some monster to wipe out the whole tribe.

Let me see that.

Still can't make any sense out of it.

- Well, maybe we can make some sense out of it.

Let's go on hunting.

(boat engine humming)

- What's going on out there?

What's everybody looking at?

- We're looking at three guys

and an old man going after a shark.

(boat engine faintly humming)

(machine whirring)

- Hey, I got it, I got it.

(machine light beeping)

Ah shit, something's caught in the propeller.

(machine light beeping)

It's a troll line off some fishing boat.

She's knotted around the blade like a 10-pound watermelon.

We can't use the engine till we free the blade.

- What do we do?

- I'll dive and saw off the line.

- [Shelby] No.

- I'll do it.

- No, I'll do it.

I'm the captain here.

(machine light beeping)

(water splashes)

- What?

You mean to say my boy is out hunting a shark?

I'll be damned!

Well, why didn't you stop them?

- I was down at the morgue

identifying that poor girls body.

- Well, I guess the only thing we can do

is call in the coast guard again,

maybe bring in their marksman.

- All right, Mr. Mayor,

I'll be heading for the office.

- Coast guard, this is Mayor Barrett.

Yes, we need your services again.

(suspenseful music)

(water gently swooshing)

(suspenseful music)

(ominous music)

(water splashing)

- Okay, the propellers are free.

We can go at any time.

Oh hey, you know there's a wreck down below us?

(helicopter blades whirring)

- We know what you're up to.

Get back to the harbor immediately.

Shelby, you should be ashamed of yourself.

(helicopter blades whirring)

Get back to the harbor immediately.

(helicopter blades whirring)

We know what you're up to.

Get back to the harbor immediately, Shelby.

You should be ashamed of yourself.

Get back, right now.

(helicopter blades whirring)

(gentle pensive music)

(helicopter blades whirring)

(gentle pensive music)

(door slams)

(gentle pensive music)

(group faintly talking)

- If the coast guard hadn't gotten there, they probably would have caught the shark.

- What's the big idea, Shelby?

You better not try it again tomorrow.

This is an official matter.

We'll handle it with professionals,

like we did the last time.

- You know, I get the feeling,

this thing with your friends

is so much more important than me.

- Listen, I don't know how to explain this,

but it has to do with loyalty

and a sacred promise I made a long time ago,

I'm going to keep.

- You made a promise to me too, Allan.

- Look, this has nothing to do with that.

Miki and Ben are my best friends.

Miki's full of obsessions,

his mother's death,

his father's guilt,

and now avenging John's death.

Then we have Ben,

who's finally worked out all his problems,

even with his father.

And me, I'm caught in the middle of all this!

I'm being pulled in all different directions.

Look, I have to prove something to myself. Me.

Allan Barrett,

not Mayor Barrett's son.

- What do you want from me, then?

- Evie, I love you.

Just be there when I need you.

- I don't know if I can, Allan.

I really don't.

(somber music)

(hand slaps)

(somber music)

(hands clap)

- Come with me. - All right, buddy.

(pensive music)

- [Dad] Wait a moment, son.

- Yeah.

- It's a brave enterprise.

I just wanted to tell you how proud I am of you.

- Thanks, clad.

Look, I'm really tired.

Good night.

- How about a handshake?

(soft instrumental music)

- Thanks, clad.

Good night.

- Good night, Allan.

(soft instrumental music)

(machine lightly beeping)

- Here it is.

- You're sure it's gonna work?

- You bet it will.

(machine lightly beeping)

- Miki!

- I'm just here to help you guys.

I don't want to get my clad into trouble.

(machine whirring)

(intense music)

(soft reflective m usic)

(Jason blowing air)

(soft reflective m usic)

(seagull squawking)

(soft reflective m usic)

- Ben, this is it.

Right here, by Deer Island.

(machine whirring)

- Allan, throw the anchor down.

(machine whirring)

(metal clanking)

(water splashing)

(reflective music)

- All right, this is how we'll do it.

I'll dive and hook up the dynamite to the wreck,

while you two guys hand me down the charges, okay?

- That's too dangerous.

We'll dive with you.

(impassioned instrumental music)

- What the hell are you doing, man?

- That shark wants to take a chunk out of me?

Pull this off.

And the son of a bitch is gonna have some serious injury.

- Good idea.

(impassioned instrumental music)

(water splashes)

(water gushes)

(gentle ambient music) (water gently bubbling)

(tape wrapping)

(gentle ambient music) (water gently bubbling)

(tape wrapping)

(pensive music)

(gentle ambient music) (water gently bubbling)

(object thumps)

(reel whirring)

(water splashing)

(reel whirring)

(water bubbling and gushing)

(reel whirring)

(water gushing)

(water bubbling)

(water gushing)

(shipwreck squeaking)

(suspenseful music)

(tape wrapping)

(suspenseful music)

(shipwreck squeaking) (dramatic music)

(water bubbling)

(suspenseful music)

(shipwreck squeaking)

(suspenseful music)

(water lightly splashing)

(suspenseful music) (water bubbling)

(shipwreck squeaking)

(suspenseful music) (water bubbling)

(crate cracking)

(suspenseful music)

(water lightly splashing) (dramatic music)

(tape wrapping)

(dramatic music)

(water lightly splashing)

(dramatic music)

(shipwreck squeaking)

(curious music)

(suspenseful music) (water bubbling)

(water lightly splashing)

(dramatic music)

(suspenseful music) (water bubbling)

(water lightly swooshing)

(water bubbling)

(shipwreck squeaking) (water bubbling)

- What's happening down there?

- Connecting the charges.

(Velcro snaps)

(water bubbling)

(machine lightly beeping)

- Ben, Allan.

- Everything set?

- Yeah man, it's all ready to go.

- Where's Jason?

- He's on the way up.

(dramatic music) (machine lightly beeping)

(shipwreck clanking)

(machine beeps) (objects clanking)

(intense music)

(machine beeps) (dramatic music)

(water lightly swooshing)

- Why hasn't he come up yet?

We've already activated the electrical decoy.

(suspenseful music)

There it is!

- Miki, wait!

(water splashing)

(machine beeping) (dramatic music)

- Fuck!

(dramatic music)

- Where's Miki?

- That crazy maniac turned back into the wreck,

with the shark right behind him.

He's acting as bait, he must be trying to trap the shark!

- What are we gonna do?

We can't blast with Miki down there.

(dramatic music)

(ominous music)

(machine beeping) (dramatic music)

(ominous music)

- I'll dive.

- What, are you fucking nuts?

- Look, it's bad enough with Miki down there.

- We've got to do something.

(water bubbling) (dramatic music)

- Blast it!

(dramatic music)

(intense exploding) (objects clanking)

(water splashing)

(guys yelling)

- Yeah, ah ha!

We got it, yeah!

(guys yelling)

(pensive music)

(soft reflective m usic)

- Thank God, they're all right.

(soft reflective m usic)

- What are you gonna do about Allan?

(soft reflective m usic)

- All I know is,

I can't live without him.

(car engine humming)

(doors slams)

(pensive music)

(soft reflective m usic)

(paper ripping)

- What are you doing?

Aren't you going to arrest them?

(soft reflective m usic)

- Just take off those damn glasses.

(soft reflective m usic)

(intense reflective music)