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(narrator) For hundreds of years,

fishermen have shared tales of a mythical shark off the Baja coast.

One of godlike proportions,

driving men to the brink of insanity

with visions of death.

To my people, it is known by the name 'El Demonio Negro.'

Legend says it only comes when summoned.

(voices whispering)

(in Spanish)

(speaks Spanish)

(in Spanish, imitating radio presenter)

(in Spanish)

('El Diablo Anda Suelto' playing on radio)

(song continues)

(speaking Spanish)

Nacho...

(muffled shouting)

(voices echoing, indistinct)

(water splashes)

(muffled screaming)

(in Spanish)

Nacho?

(in Spanish)

Nacho, check.

(radio beeps)

(water splashes)

(screams)

('Freedom For a Change' playing)

♪ Everybody wants Just a little redemption ♪

♪ Everybody needs Just a little affection ♪

♪ Everybody hurts Everybody heals ♪

(driver) Smell that.(passenger) Ah, so good.

(driver imitating pirate) Argh! Tell me lad,

have ye spotted any pirate ships off the coast?

That's a negative, Captain, but I think we're getting close.

Hey bud, you wanna hit us with another of those trivia questions?

Yeah, let's do that again.

Okay...

- Fun fact 32. - Oh, God.

(driver) Hey.(passenger) Stop it.

Most prominent species of fish

along the Baja peninsula?

Ooh, wait. I think I know this one.

Honey, are there any easy questions?

Or even better, how about we play something else?

I'm already sick of this place and we're not even there yet.

Salmon. Salmon.(driver) Come on. Salmon. Salmon.

I know that there's no salmon in the Baja.

I'll say a dorkfish.

Hey Tommy, is it a dorkfish?

Maybe... or could be a red-lipped batfish!

- Oh, could it? - Yes, it could.

Yellowfin tuna. Yellowfin tuna. Final answer.

Striped marlin. Duh.

Duh.

Duh?(passenger) Duh? (laughs)

What, are you getting snippy with us, pal?

So he's allowed to say 'duh'?

I used to get in trouble for that.(passenger) Audrey...

Nobody's allowed to say 'duh.'That's so unfair.

Baby, baby... I don't like 'duh.'

You guys are picking favorites. Unbelievable.

I can't believe it.(passenger) Calm down.

- (driver) It's rude. - Unbelievable, you guys.

♪ A beautiful day ♪

♪ Freedom, freedom ♪

♪ Freedom for a change ♪

(song ends)

Actually, Mr. Fun Fact,

Bahia was our first getaway as a couple before we were married.

(driver) Yes, it was.

Whoa, I'm gonna yak.

Your daddy was so romantic back then.

- I still am. - No, you're not. (chuckles)

How long ago was that?

Well, your sister just turned 15, so it was 15 years ago.

And nine months.

Exactly.

Ew!

(parent 1 laughs)(groans)

You were quite a shock to us too, sweetie.

Oh, I feel so special now.

Hey, hey, hey. You are special.

Wait, what?

Anyway...

Bahia was where I landed my first installation gig with Nixon Oil.

(both) Boring.

No, it's not boring, because after that...

(imitating elderly person) financially, I knew

that I would be able to support a family

and marry the woman that I love.(laughs)

You mean, marry the woman you got pregnant?

- Oh, burn! - Hey, yeah, stop it!

- Endless. - Stop it. Yeah.

- Why do we have kids? - I have no idea.

I just hope we get to see pirates.

Pirates are lame, Tommy.

You're one to talk.

The only pirate you know is the one on the bottle of Captain Morgan.

- Shut up, Tommy! - Tommy!

- Audrey! - That's not true!

- Let's hope so. - What do you mean by that?

- What does he mean by that? - Tommy... He's lying.

(parent 1) You're only 15.(parent 2) What do you know about Captain Morgan?

(Audrey) You're such a liar, Tommy.

(seagulls squawking)

Dad, I think I see it. Is that it?

Yep, buddy. That's her. El Diamante.

Are you gonna decompose it?

Decommission, genius.

I don't know, buddy.

It all depends on if she passes, you know,

safety measures, system functionality, refinery quotas.

Oh, do you want him - to try that again in English? - Oh, Audrey.

I will only decommission a rig like El Diamante

if we can't resuscitate her. It's kind of like...

Pulling the plug.

(laughs)

Dad should decommission you!

(Audrey) And I should pull your plug!

(Tommy) No, you wouldn't.

(Audrey) Shut up.

(parent 1) Hey, were you able to get an ocean view?

Paul... You did book, right?

Baby, that hotel's never gonna be full.

(sighs)

Ooh, Dad's in trouble.(Audrey) Tommy...

Hey, I don't know. I just thought it would be nice to stay at that same place.

Hey, uh, where is this anyway?

Costa Azul. Nicest hotel in town.

They make a mean callo de hacha. Aye verdad.

Pair it with a cold margarita and you got yourself a happy wife.

I want nachos.

(in Spanish)

(Tommy, parent 1 speaking Spanish)

(in English) You know, actually, I think there was a good little hotel restaurant right up here.

Yeah, Dad. Looks amazing. Great choice.

I wonder what happened to it?(parent 1) Mmm.

Uh-huh. Nicest hotel in town? Really, Dad?

A lot has changed since the last time we were here.

It definitely ain't full.

No kidding. I guess I should have called, huh?(parent 1) Yeah.

Senor, hello. Uh, excuse me. Do you speak English?

Sir, do you speak English?

(bystander) He doesn't speak English.

(Paul) No?

De hecho, he doesn't speak anything at all.

You're a long way from home, gringo.

Man, I'm just down here for a weekend with my family.

Families don't just come here for the weekend.

(in Spanish)

(chuckles, in English) Yes.

Yeah, I work for Nixon Oil. I'm sure you've heard of us.

I mean, we practically built this place.

Take a look around, cabrón.

Proud of your work?(in Spanish)

Audrey y Tommy.

(in English) Please?

I'll call for the kids.

(wind whistling)(cans rattling)

(rattling continues)

(voices chanting, indistinct)

(Ines) Whoa.

What is it?

Who cares? Just keep walking.

I never noticed it before.

Tlaloc. The Aztec god.

Why is it here?

(in Spanish)

(voices whispering, indistinct)

(Ines) Where's Tommy?

Tommy. Tommy.

Come on.(Ines) Honey.

Honey.

(Ines) Tommy.

(Paul) Come on. You gotta stay with us.

(voices whispering, indistinct)

(in Spanish)

(Paul) Gracias.

(in English) Oh, by the way, back there when you said... protection.

What'd you mean? Protection from what?

El Demonio.

El Demonio? The Demon?

Wait! Senor El Rey!

This for you.

(Paul) That was a very nice thing to do.

God, I can't believe you'd share your pirate patch with him.

That's fantastic.

(Paul chattering)

(bartender speaks Spanish)

(Ines) Muchas gracias.

No, no, no. I... I get it. It's the boss.

All right, I will head out there now.

Okay, I understand. I got it.

- All right, bye. - Okay, guys.

We're gonna have to figure out something else

because we're not gonna stay in this town.(Tommy) Aw, man.

Who was that, honey?

The company.

For some reason, they're on my back to get this inspection done immediately.

NRT is up our ass.

So, look, I'll ferry out to the Diamante, I'll do the inspection.

While I'm out there,

you book us someplace else in Ensenada, someplace nice. Okay?

- Yeah. - I'll be back before sunset.

And you're leaving us here?

Here?

What are we supposed to do in the meantime?

Oh, what are we supposed to do in the meantime?

Oh, my... No, no, no, no.

(Paul) Guys...(Ines) Don't.

Guys.

I will only be gone a few hours, okay?

Are you sure about this, honey?

The sooner I go, the sooner we can get out of this place.

And how are you gonna get there?

Uh, the company says I got a boat waitin' for me down in the harbor.

Cool. Can I go with you?

No.

Sorry, little man, you are not quite tall enough for this ride.

(patron coughing)

- (Paul) Hey. - Hmm?

- Trust me. Okay? - Mmm.

Besides, Mom, I'm pretty sure people around here

have bigger problems than worrying about us.

Really?

What is that supposed to mean?

'Taloc.'

T-la-la-loc.

(chuckles) It's Tlaloc, guys.

- Yeah. - It's not that hard.

The creepy god painted everywhere?

Maybe that's why the villagers are so quiet.

That is just part of their culture.

And besides, little man,

pirates back in the day did not have Internet,

so why don't we put this away for a while

and you try being a real pirate. S í... That's a great idea.

Aye, aye, Captain.

I'll consider it.

Hmm. Yeah, we're gonna be fine. But hurry.

- (Tommy) Bye, Dad. - Be nice.

Fine.(Ines) Okay.

In the meantime, we are going to enjoy the view. Hmm?

You speak English?

A little.

Do me a favor.

Keep an eye on my family for me, would you?

Gracias.

(Audrey groans)

Audrey, it's only... (Tommy) Can I?

(Ines) No. - I'll give it to you later. Okay, fine.

Hola. Buenos días.

Uh, my name is Paul. Paul Sturges.

I'm with, um... - I'm with Nixon Oil. Ah! S í.

I'm supposed to ferry out to the rig from here?

Yes. Uh, Choco's at the shore.

Waiting for you. Right there.

Right. Uh, hey, do me a favor.

Radio out to the rig, - let 'em know I' m on my way. - Absolutely.

Gracias. Gracias.

Welcome.

(radio static, radio beeps)

(Paul) Hola!

(Choco) Hola, amigo!

Paul Sturges. Nixon Oil.

Yeah, I think you took me out to the rig a few years ago. Right?

Sí, señor. Let's get going.

I want to get back before sunset.

(Choco) Okay.

(Paul grunts)

- Got it? - I'm waiting for the wave.

(boat motor running)

So, what happened here?

What do you mean, sir?

What do I mean? I mean...

where are all the boats? Where'd all the fishermen go?

Where'd all the people who live here go?

(chuckles)

Things...

very bad, sir.

What... What do you mean, things are very bad?

El Diamante...

(in Spanish)

El Demonio.

The Demon.

(chuckles) Okay.

Hey, I'm confused. Why are we stopping again?

Sorry, sir.

I can't go past here.

Why not?

Bad vibes.

- Bad vibes? - Yeah.

Look, Cho... Choco, if it's more money you need,

- I got money. - No, no, sir.

I... I can't.

But the boat's ready.

I check everything.

Engine is strong like a bull.

(engine starts) Look.

See? Pepe is waiting for you on the rig.

Yeah, I know Pepe.

He knows everything.

He's a good man.

You call when ready.

You know there's no cell service out here, right?

Sí, but you call on radio.

Forget it. I'll... I'll get myself back.

Thanks for nothing.

You're welcome.

('Salvame' playing on speakers)

"Taloc' is the god of rain.

His name means the nectar of the earth.

He's one of the oldest and most formidable gods of the Aztec pantheon,

dating back 2,500 years ago.

He was the benevolent giver of life and water.

But he was also greatly feared.

He could stop the rain and provoke drought and hunger.

He could hurl the lightning upon the earth

and unleash devastating hurricanes.

They even named a mountain after 'Taloc."

It's Tlaloc, baby.

Something's off.

What is it that I'm not getting here?

There's no birds.

'He was the ruler of the third sun, '

and this other guy whose name I won't even try to pronounce

stole his girlfriend.

'Then afterwards, he became so angry

that he ignored everyone's prayers for rain.'

Wicked.

No. Jerk move.

Kinda like how Ross cheated on Rachel.

He didn't cheat on her. They were on break.

(mimicking)

I need to use the bathroom.

(Ines) Make it quick, okay?

Boy, that kid's impressionable.

Are you fighting because of Rachel and Ross?

Ah, okay, enough of this.

Ugh, can you do it?(Audrey) All right.

(in Spanish)

(Audrey in English) Mom?(in Spanish)

(in English) Audrey! Behind me!

Come.

(in Spanish)

(in English) Tommy!(Audrey) Here.

(Ines) Stay here. Stay with me.(Audrey) Tommy. Here.

(in Spanish)

(in English) Run!

Uh, Mom?

(speaks Spanish) (in English) Audrey? Audrey, run!

(Audrey) Uh, Mom?

Mom? Mom, I think we're being followed.

Ignore them, Audrey. No one is allowed to assault you ever.

Not even disrespect you, okay? And that goes for you, too.

I'm gonna get us out of here. I promise.

(in Spanish)

Sí, El Diamante.

(Audrey in English) Mom?(in Spanish)

(Audrey in English) Mom!

I got this, baby, okay?

(in Spanish)

(in Spanish) Muchas gracias. Thank you.

(boat engine starts)

(metal creaking)

Jesus, where is everyone?

Hello?

Pepe?

(creaking continues)

Anybody?

(grunts)

What the hell is this?

Hey, Pepe!

Corporate's not gonna go for this.

Hello?

Pepe!

Hola, Pepe!

Hello? Pepe?

(door creaks)

Pepe.

Is there anyone here?

Pepe?

(barking, growls)

Aw, hey, girl, you here all alone?

No, señor. No, he's not.

Take it easy with that. I'm just looking for Pepe.

Pepe is dead.

Who are you cabrón?

My name is Paul Sturges. I'm... I'm with Nixon Oil.

What's going on here?

Didn't the harbor master tell you guys I was on my way?

No.

Our radio is dead.

I never thought I'd see a guy from the company again.

I... I... I'm just here to do the inspection.

- Oh, is that right? - Yeah.

Yeah. Little late, huh, guero?

You alone?

Yeah. Yeah, of course I'm alone.

Where the hell is everyone?

- How'd you get here? - Shh.

The... The little motorboat.

(shushes)

(groans) Chinga.

Chinga? Chinga what?

(speaks Spanish)

A family? Let me see.

Yes, what the hell?

(Ines) Hey, Tommy, get away from the edge, okay?

(Tommy) Mom, what's that?

Did you not hear me?

(Audrey) Mom?

(flare gun whistles)(Ines gasps)

What are you doing?

(clanging)

What... Why are you doing that? Stop doing that!

What the...

There's Dad and some other guys.

Is he?

What is happening?

Whoa. Whoa, whoa, whoa!

- Mom, what's going on? - I don't know, baby. But hold tight. Hold tight!

(Paul) Where is that coming from?

- That's where! - What?

(Audrey) Whoa!(in Spanish)

(in English) Are you okay, guys? Keep your hands in the boat.

(rig workers shouting in Spanish)

(Ines) Go with Daddy. Go with Daddy.

(grunts)

(Ines) What's happening, babe?

Babe, what are you doing? Why are you here?

(metal creaking) What is that?

Pa?

- Why are you here? - We couldn't stay there, okay?

(screams)

(screams)

(metal clangs)

There were... were. The body! There's bodies! All of them dead!

There are... there were... (Ines) Hey, hey. There's nothing there.

- There's nothing there. - Just breathe.

But there were... But I saw... Baby, you're fine.

- Just breathe. - But I saw all of them.

It's just oil. It's okay.

All right, let's get her cleaned up and dried off.

(Ines) You're okay. You're okay. Got her?

- Here, Tommy. - Lets get you dry.

Get you dry and cleaned up, okay?

(rig worker speaks Spanish)

I'll be right there with you, okay?

- What is happening here? - What's happening?

- What made the boat sink? - Why did he leave?

- What is going on? - Why did he leave?

- What did she see? - What did she see, huh?

- You don't wanna know. - No, we do wanna know. What's happening?

What is it?

What is that?

(both gasp)

Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

Jesus Christ.

No.

The Black Demon.

Where are my kids?

(metal creaking)

Gracias.

(speaks Spanish)

Hey. Careful, it's hot.

Baby, here.

Hey, I wasn't mad at you back there, okay?

(voices whispering, indistinct)

Don't try to understand it, guero.

Just accept that it's real and alive.

(Paul) How long has that thing been out there?

I don't know.

I've lost track of time.

Me llamo Chato.

Chato.

And where's the rest of the crew?

Gone. Some managed to evacuate.

Others, not so lucky.

Me and Junior, we were the only ones smart enough to stay.

Smart enough?

(Ines) Paul?

I... I... I can't get any signal.

There's no signal.

There's no service.

What's going on? What's that thing we saw?

I don't know.

Oh, that poor man.

I ask him to come here and I treat him like shit.

No, no, baby. Hey, listen to me. Listen to me.

It's not your fault. You couldn't have known. None of us could.

What is that then?

Some kind of shark.

It's not a shark.

It's a megalodon.

(Tommy) Those don't exist.

(Ines) Guys, I told you to stay inside. What are you doing here?

Hey, look. There must be some other way off this rig.

Do you think we'd be here if there was?

Radio stopped working weeks ago. Our calls went ignored.

- (Ines) Ignored? - Ignored? What do you mean?

What... What about - the satellite phone? It was taken with the crew.

Look. If you're gonna ask me questions about boats,

phones or some other way of getting off this damn rig,

then we're gonna be here for a long time.

Who's this little guy?

(Chato) That's Toro.(barks)

Tough name for a little dog.

(in Spanish)

(in English) Don't look him in the eye then.

(growls, barking)

What? Do you think I made that up?

Guess he's not that tough after all, huh?

(metal thuds)(children shout)

What was that?

That's coming from the southern leg.

It's trying to bring the rig down.

The southern leg holds the auxiliary line.

Ines, get the kids downstairs and inside, all right?

I'm going to - figure this out. Okay.

(Tommy) Where?(Ines) We're going inside.

What exactly are your jobs on the rig?

(Chato) I do whatever is needed.

Me and my carnal are trying to keep this hunk of shit from falling into the ocean.

Hunk of shit is putting it mildly.

All right, give me a complete rundown on Diamante.

Control room, electrical, standard satellite, the whole thing.

Rundown? Nothing works. That's your rundown.

Nothing works.

And how often does this thing hit the rig?

(in Spanish)

(in English) El Demonio attacks when it wants.

- What about the volume? - Zero.

Spillage has been nonstop - for the past few months. - Zero?

Are you shitting me? This thing has been leaking this bad for months?

All those pendejos at Nixon Oil knew all about it.

We just wondered why you guys never sent the resources to fix it.

That's absurd.

Does all this damage look absurd to you, g uero? Huh?

Let me tell you something. We grew up here.

(in Spanish)

(in English) So when we heard about all these p inches problemas

this place was having, we transferred back.

To see all this? No. (in Spanish)

I'm sorry, man.

If we live through this,

I'm gonna gather up all of them bigwig son of a bitches

and feed their huevos to Toro.

(metal thuds, creaks)

(Paul) Jesus.

Yeah, support's been fractured.

I don't think it can take much more punishment.

No, it's fine. She's designed to withstand a category five.

(metal thuds)

(Chato) Does that feel like a category five, guero?

The auxiliary is still working.

(electricity crackles)

There goes the auxiliary.

Chinga.

What now?

(metal creaking)

(Paul) We need power.

Without the auxiliary line, the backup generator won't work.

Where is it? (grunts) This line.

This line. This line here.

Then I can repair and reroute the radio, and we can call for help.

You mean dive?

(in Spanish)

(in English) Is the dive bell still functional?

- Simón. - Yeah?

(in Spanish)(speaks Spanish)

Dad. Carnaroni?

(chuckles) Yeah, bud. That's what they eat down here.

Well, they're not my abuelita's enchiladas, but... (sighs)

They'll keep you full.

(Ines) Hey, we're much better, verdad, mi amor?

- Are you okay? - Yeah.

So, listen. I think I found a way to fix the radio and get us out of here.

- What? - Okay.

- So, we have a plan, right? - Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Why don't we open this window so we can lighten up this place? Help me there.

(Chato) If the auxiliary line can be repaired,

we're gonna have to do some work down there.

You know how to weld?

A... A bit. Yeah.

A bit? (scoffs) It's okay.

We'll go down. You stay up top.

(Junior) We'll be faster.

I'll prep the... the tanks.

All right, so I'll retract you down in the bell.

You fix the line.

Hey, wait. You aren't actually going down there?

Did you just forget about the 70-ton shark out there?

Babe, the bell on this rig is made of thick fine-grained steel.

I'd like to see that son of a bitch bite down on it.

- It'll be fine. - Paul...

It'll be fine.(Junior) Hey, kids.

There's a chess board, some books and games.

If you want to use them...

We are not exactly trying to get comfortable here!

(sighs) I'm sorry, I...

(sighs) So... Actually... Actually, it's a great idea.

Why would a shark be so interested in an oil rig?

Well...

your company...

this rig, was to provide jobs.

A better future for Bahia Azul.

(voice whispering)

(Chato) And it did, at first,

until regulation standards started getting more and more overlooked.

Nobody gave a shit. Nobody.

You know, this is not just any shark.

Not just a megalodon.

(Ines) What is it then?

(Chato) It's much more than that.

It's a curse.

(tank hisses)

Curse? Come on, man. Now's not the time for this.

Paul, let him talk. Please.

(Chato) El Demonio is an extension.

It's the vengeance of an old god.

You know, when I was a... a boy,

my abuelito would always tell me stories about the god of rain.

'Taloc.'

Tlaloc.

(whispers) Hey, baby, ven.

(Chato) Mi abuelito would always remind me

that Tlaloc was not just any god.

He was a giver of life.

That his tears made the oceans, the lakes, ríos.

And that most importantly,

we only prayed for what was needed.

Never more.

Thousands of years ago, that was not the case.

A great flood came through.

A flood brought on not by nature,

but by wrath.

Wrath?

(in Spanish)

(in English) You know, people took too much.

They chopped down all the trees.

Instead of just taking what they needed to eat,

they killed... They killed all the animals.

And they tried to control the rivers and the lakes.

They thought they were in control.

We thought we were the gods.

(tank hisses)

That's what pissed him off.

And Tlaloc's warning went ignored.

Until El Demonio Negro was born.

Here we go.

Brought out of extinction by Tlaloc himself.

You see, that was no ordinary meg.

Makes you see things, plays games with your mind.

Please.(Chato) You don't believe me?

Let's ask your daughter what she saw. Let's ask her.

Hey.(Paul) Hey, hey.

What did you see, Paul?

We are destroying Tlaloc's world.

And now the demon has come back to protect it.

How are we gonna stop it?

The only way to stop it is to kill it.

But killing the demon is not gonna stop Tlaloc.

He's gonna keep getting his revenge

until an ultimate sacrifice has been made.

Now, you've seen it.

This entire place is a wasteland.

And everything that was sacred or gave us life

has been killed.

(Tommy) It's 'Taloc.'

That's why it was so dusty back in Bahia.

'Taloc' won't let it rain.

(Junior in Spanish)

(in English) It's Tla-loc.

Tla... loc.

Tla...

Ta... Tla...

Ta... T-la...

Tla...

- Loc. - Tlaloc.

(speaks Spanish)

What's that?

Hmm. (in Spanish)

Gracias.

Tlaloc. (mouths) Tlaloc.

Enough! So, that's your answer?

Everything that's gone wrong with this world? Paul...

No, no, no. Come on, man. Angry gods? Ultimate sacrifice?

- Paul, will you please stop? - No. No. No.

I'm not gonna sit here and listen to him

fill our children's heads with superstitious nonsense.

They have enough to worry about as it is, for Chrissake.

Open your eyes, cabrón.

We are destroying our own planet.

(metal creaking)

We gotta do this now. We gotta do this.

Hey.

No, no, no, no, no. Don't you...

Do not listen to what he's saying.

He's gone crazy.

Are you sure about that?

Baby, we can't exactly deny what we're dealing with.

There is a giant shark out there, and you saw it!

Paul...

(Paul) Bell's on battery!

(metal creaking)

(squeaking)

What do you think? Lowering it manually should make it much brighter down below.

So, you do believe it's Tlaloc?

No. But I know a big-ass shark when I see one.

(rumbling)

He really seems to like you, guero.

Always making noise when you're around.

Funny. Ha-ha.

Remember. The intake valves are 200 feet down.

No, no. Más. Seventy-five meters.

Do those comms work?

(Junior) No. But we have cameras.

You can watch us with this. We'll signal you when we stop.

(in Spanish)

(loud whirring)

(metal creaks)

(metal door squeaks)(Chato) All right.

A little bit. A little bit. A little bit.

(in Spanish)

(chuckles softly)

(chuckles softly)

(Toro barking)

I hear you, tough guy.

(barks, whines)

What is that?

(voices whispering)

(gasps)

(panting)

(panting)

(metal clanks)

(grunts)

Come on! (shouts)

(screams)

(metal clanking)

(metal creaks)

(Ines) Stay put.(Audrey) What happened?

Hey.

(gasps, groans)(Ines) Chato!

(Paul) Where's Junior? Where's Junior? Are you okay?

- Where's Junior? Where is he? - Where is Junior? What happened?

(Chato screams)

- Help him out! Help him out! - Junior! (grunts)

(Chato) Hermano. Junior!

- Help him out! Help him out! - Junior!

(grunts, groans)

(Ines) Help him out! Help him out!

(groaning)

(gasps, screams)

Oh, my God! Junior!(screams)

(sobbing)

(crying)

(Chato) Junior!(Ines cries)

(blinds bang) What?

What's wrong, Audrey?

No, nothing.

Just another one of Mom and Dad's fights.

Oh, God.

(sobs) Junior.

(Paul) You will not take my family away from me.

(metal creaking)

(whispering) He didn't deserve to die like that, Paul.

He... He was...

He was trying to save us.

He... (cries) He didn't deserve to die like that. He...

(sighs)

He didn't deserve that.

Baby...

Honey, can I say?

Everything is gonna be all right.

(sniffles) You keep telling me that, Paul.

But it's not. It's not all right.

It's not all right.

Hey, Paul. Hey, I'm not...

I'm not asking you to be completely invested in what he's saying,

but you can't tell me this is normal. Come on.

How does that help you? How does that help you?

I don't know! But there's some things that we can't explain.

I just need you to acknowledge that, at least while we're here.

Here? You are not supposed to be here!

I specifically told you to wait with the kids and you blatantly ignored me!

(sighs)

(crying) You're right. You're right.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry.

But I just couldn't stay there with those drunks and Santa Muerte cult!

I couldn't! I couldn't!

And you told me it would last just a couple of hours tops!

I... I thought it would be.(sobbing)

I did. I really thought it would be.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I know, I know you're scared.

It's not just us.

The kids.

Baby, if something were to happen to them,

I don't know what I would do.

I am working on it.

I promise you, - I am working on it. Okay.

(Tommy) Are you guys done arguing yet?

(Paul) Hey, hey.

No, no, no. We... We weren't arguing.

What's this?

- Coffee. - Coffee for me?

Oh, thank you.

I need to go check on Toro.

Oh, by the way, where's Junior?

(metal creaking)

He's in the electrical room.

He'll be back soon, Tommy.

Okay.

New shirt?

Junior gave me that shirt.

Shit.

Can't wear it right now.

I'm sorry, man.

I'm sorry about your partner.

(speaking Spanish)

He gave me ten years of his life.

Met him down south in a rig when he was 20.

He never complained.

He always did what I asked him to do.

Did you see it?

I did.

It's enough firepower to flatten...

(in Spanish)

Why?

How much time do we have?

I don't know.

Hey, look. Hey! Hey!

Over here! Over here! - Get your gun! What's going on? No.

- (speaks Spanish) No! - Get your flare gun! Where is it?

There's nothing there!

- No! Give me that! - What are you doing?

The ship is right there! Don't you see it?

Right there, look! Mira!

- Look! Look! - There's nothing out there!

How many times do I have to tell you?

It makes you see things!

It plays games with your mind.

(speaks Spanish)

The only cabrónes we can rely on right now...

(in Spanish)

El Demonio, this spill.

(groans)

This is Mother Nature holding us accountable.

This is our problem.

(sighs) The spill?

The hell with the spill.

It's not my fault. I'm not God.

- No. - I didn't create that thing out there.

You're not God.

More like a pinche puppet.

(chuckles) Yeah, yeah, yeah, man.

We're all puppets in the end of the day.

The company's puppet, pendejo!

You think God cares about this shiny watch?

Or your SUVs?

Or this pretty red shirt?

Hey, I paid my dues, pal. I earned all this.

So you can just take your superstitious Aztec bullshit and shove it up your ass,

because I'm not about to lose any of it, ever!

And this is burgundy!

(groans) You have no idea what you have!

(grunts) Right?

- Okay, let's do it, man! - Stop it! Stop it! What's going on here?

I'll tell you what's going on.

This.

All of this.

It's just...

It's just incompetence.

It's negligence.

It's mismanagement.

That's what it is.

And that thing out there is just a...

A mutant freak from all of it!

(Audrey) Tommy.

I'm not hungry.

You need to eat.

- Hey, uh, food? - Uh, what is that?

Uh, veggie lasagna. You want?

No. Give it to Toro.

(Tommy) Are we leaving now?

Yeah, but, uh... but Dad's got some work to do first.

Got it?

- Dad? - Yeah?

What happened to your mouth?

- What? - Your mouth.

Oh. I, uh, slipped on the deck.

Are we gonna die, Dad?

(Ines) What, baby?

- Hey, hey. - Hey.

No.(Paul) Hey, buddy.

What kind of a question is that? No, no, no. Listen to me.

Sometimes life just gives us problems

that are bigger than we think we can handle.

We just need to focus and take our time and figure it out.

Kind of like chess, you know.

With a king and his army. Right, Dad? Exactly, m I amor.

And all of the pieces need to work together in order to win.

Yeah, but sacrifices need to be made to protect the king.

(Ines) Hey, what?(Paul sighs)

In Tlaloc's case, he preferred children,

and it was the tears of children that created the rivers and waterways.

Waterways.

You think that's gonna happen to you?

The Aztecs would literally rip the fingernails

out of their kids just to get them crying

right before slitting their throats.

Hey, hey. Buddy, buddy.

Listen to me. There'll be no sacrificing today. Okay?

Yes, Dad.

(kisses) And when you come back, we can leave?

Exactly. That's what I'm trying to figure out.

Hey, hey, listen. You guys want to help?

Yeah. What?

Okay. So, look around and find anything that you can

that might help us get off this rig.

Like what?

I-I don't know. You're smart. You'll figure it out.

Okay.

(whispers) Waterways.

Hey, bud.

Wanna help your sister? Huh?

Oh, mi amor. Mmm.

I don't want you to worry about a thing, okay?

I'll be right back.

(Toro whimpers)

(Ines) Paul?

Paul.

Hey. Baby.

Hey, come on. You can't do this by yourself.

Why the hell not?

If this is teamwork, let him help you.

What, so he can slap the shit out of me again?

Paul!

(door bangs closed)

(in Spanish)

(in English) You want to tell me what you're doing?

I have a new plan.

We've been over this.

I've shown you every blueprint I can find.

What are you looking for?

- Waterways. - What?

(metal clanking)

- Waterways. - Waterways?

Yeah.

Okay, the generator.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. The drain.

Where's the drain?

The drain? Okay.

(tapping) If I can reroute the cooling system,

I can get the generator to work.

(tapping continues)

Okay, guero. Okay.

(tool clatters)

(metal creaks)

(Paul, strained) Maybe we can fix the radio. (grunts)

(groans) It's stuck.

(metal creaks)(grunts)

(locker door creaks)(sighs)

(saw whirring)

And now what?

(pipe clatters)

Well, you weld, right?

(Tommy) Mr. Chato.

(sighs)

Me.

Tommy, did you find anything?

Audrey.

Mommy.

Daddy.

And Tlaloc.

Tommy, did you find any...

Tommy?

Lord of the sea,

grant us humble passage through your turbulent sea.

Forgive us, Tlaloc.

Tommy? Listo.

I don't know if this works.

(Tommy screaming)

- (Audrey) Tommy? - Tommy?

Tommy!

Help, Audrey!

- Where is he? - I don't know. I thought he was with you!

- No. Tommy? Tommy! - Help, Mommy! Help!

Ines! Ines!

Mom! Mom, help!

(Toro barks)

(grunts)

- Okay. - Hey! Hey!

- Hey, Mom! - Audrey!

Hey!

Here it comes, guero! Come on! Come on!

Go, Tommy! Go, go!

Vamos! Vamos! Vamos! Vamos!

(panting)

How's my little pirate?

I'll take over. You go ahead and get cleaned up.

Hey, hey, what's... - what's wrong? What is it? - Nothing.

Baby, I think I got something figured out.

- I just need a little time. - You ignored all the warnings, Paul.

What? What warnings? What're you talking about?

I saw your signatures.

My signatures?

You're gonna deny it now?

Deny what? Honey, I don't know what you're talking about.

You could've prevented this from happening.

Prevent what? Honey, I don't know what you're talking about.

I saw your signatures on the safety report.

You want to explain?

Huh?

- It's complicated. - No, no, no. Don't give me that bullshit.

It is... Don't give me that bullshit. Don't.

(Audrey) What's going on, Mom?

Listen to me. Ines, don't do this.

Not right now.(Audrey) Mom?

Listen to me. We can talk about it when we get out of here.

- They should know. - What? No.

So they'll never do something like this.

- Ines, please, baby, please. - Tell them. Tell them.

Tell them you've been signing off on this monstrosity for all these years.

- (Audrey) Dad? - Haven't you?

Okay, I-I did it.

I did it. There. Is that what you want to hear?

Please, let's just not - talk about this right now. - Why?

Because we can talk - about it later. Why?

- Because it's my job. - No, it's not your job!

It's not your job! It's not your job!

Your job is to shut places like this down!

Do you have any idea what you've done? Huh?

To us? To...

Look around you, Paul.

People are dying because of this.

- Dying. - I had no choice.

I didn't.

I did it for us. - I did it for them. They lost everything.

I did it so that we could have a better life.

- I had no choice! - At the cost of other people's lives?

No, you did have a choice! You did! You did!

You... (cries)

You did it for yourself, Paul.

(whispering) You are the monster.

Not that thing out there. (sobs)

We're not gonna make it, are we?

No, señor.

First time I inspected Diamante,

it was my first year on the job.

She was beautiful.

(groans)

She was beautiful. (echoing)

Because she was built

just outside of federal jurisdiction,

and the administration just rolled back all those regulations.

Companies like Nixon Oil...

they were able to come down to places like this

and implement their own self-inspection procedures.

In that very first test, she just...

she failed miserably.

I hoped that over time, I'd be able to

help make improvements to her.

So, when I got back to shore, I, uh... I drafted my report.

I included all Diamante's hazards or...

or shortcomings.

And I turned it in.

The very next morning,

they called me into this very fancy office.

They asked me if I liked my new job,

if my soon-to-be-wife and I were settling into the new house.

And they tossed... Tossed the report back at me.

Right then and there, they started

'suggesting'

that I overlook some of the problems with the rig.

They insinuate...

that if I don't do it,

they'll find somebody who will.

I revised my report.

I signed off on every report that they gave me.

This went on and on for years.

All so some rich oil men up north could keep raking it in

while this little village was laid to waste.

I mean, I played my part,

but I had no idea it got this bad.

You see that bomb?

Those charges are the same ones we used

for underwater demolition.

(chuckles)

Bastards I worked for are the same ones trying to kill me.

(scoffs) I knew who you were as soon as I heard your name.

Eh?

I just didn't know Nixon Oil was trying to blow your ass up.

(both laughing)

God.

Oh, it makes perfect sense.

They're my signatures on the documents.

They get me out of the picture, they have the perfect scapegoat.

Ayayay, guero.

What makes a measure of a man is not his house,

dinero,

his clothes.

It's what he does in times of uncertainty.

You're about to lose your family.

And the only question you gotta ask yourself is,

how do you make it right?

The faster you figure that out...

the faster you'll know what to do.

(in Spanish)

(in English) And don't worry about the pinche bomba

blowing our asses up.

Hmm.

You're making me nervous.

Sorry.

Hey, guys. What about this?

No, no, no, no, no. That raft's no bueno. It has rips.

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, Tommy.

Help me open it.

(static crackles)(Chato) Mayday, Mayday, Mayday.

Somos El Diamante de Nixon Oil.

(speaking Spanish)

(static crackles)

Mayday...

(static crackling over radio)

(Chato on radio, distorted)(crackling continues)

Mayday, Mayd...

Chingas.

Okay, uh, Tommy, can you take this to the back, please?

Hey, what are you guys up to?

Oh, Ma. Grab the acetone and the life jackets from the lockers.

- Please. - Acetone?

(clattering)

What are we doing?

We need patches. Lots of them.

- Do we have glue? - Watch and learn.

I knew you'd come through, girl.

(Ines) Here. Uh-huh.(Audrey) Did you find everything?

(dog barks)

(in Spanish)

(Ines) Audrey, do you have another one?

- Uh, yeah. How many more? - Give me one.

(Tommy) And I want two.

(Ines) Guys, this is really working.

(Audrey) Yeah.

Wait, how long have you been here?

And you're just now trying to fix the radio?

(tool clatters)

Truth is,

you didn't want anyone to come here, did you?

You wanted Diamante to go down the whole time.

Even if it meant going down with it.

To save your people.

You got a plan, guero?

Hell, yes, I have a plan.

I'm gonna blow that SOB up.

(scoffs) You can't just blow up that pinche Demonio rig up

and expect everything to be okay.

Of course not. That's why I'm gonna seal the leak first.

(chuckles) Stop the leak? That's impossible.

Clearly, you don't know shit about repair valves.

I saw something down there

that only the guys with expensive red shirts know.

You mean burgundy.

And, in the process, if I'm lucky,

I will appease an angry rain god.

But how?

If I can just manually seal the repair valve on the drill line.

It's a long shot,

but hopefully it will relieve enough pressure

to trigger the blowout preventer.

Therefore...

Sealing the well... sealing the well. Exactly.

Seal the well, I grab the bomb and I feed it to that son of a bitch.

And then what?

Then I... I get to the bell.

It should protect me from the blast.

- What's left of it. - And then you and I,

we get us a really good bottle of tequila and we get drunk.

You're buying.

No. No, you're not... Chato, listen to me.

There's no other... Do not do this.

Yo soy jefe. - You will go down with it. Listen to me. Listen to me.

You've got a big heart.

But this rig, this... this leak,

it's my fault.

That thing down there, it wants me.

You know that. You of all people know that.

And this will work.

As soon as I go down, you get my family into that raft...

(sighs)...and you get them off this rig and you get them to safety.

Take my bag with you. Okay?

(thunder rumbling)

(Tommy) Hey, Dad.

Yeah, buddy?

(Tommy) Does this work?

Wow. It... It... Is it done?

Yep.

You okay, Dad?

Yeah, baby, I'm okay.

Hey.

You guys ready to get out of here?

It feels like maybe we should... pray?

You know how to pray?

Wow.

After all these years of me trying to make you believe in something.

(chuckles) Okay. You finally made your point.

You too, Mr. Chato.(chuckles)

(praying in Spanish)

Paul. Wait, no.

Listen.

I have made terrible mistakes and I am so sorry.

There is a bomb on the rig.

What?

I... I don't have time to explain right now.

I actually think it helps us.

I'm gonna go down, I'm gonna dislodge 'em,

and then I'm gonna get up inside the bell and drop 'em.

To kill the monster.

That's not the monster, remember?

Baby, my mind is clear.

I love you.

Now, get the kids to safety. Now. Go.

(Chato) We're out of tanks and this one's almost empty.

I'll make it work.

I've been thinkin', and if you don't make it, what then?

Then look after my family.

Okay.

You're family too, man.

Promise me, whatever happens down there,

you will get my family off this rig.

Deal?

You got a deal, cabrón.

If there really is some pissed-off god out there,

maybe he'll cut us some slack now.

(thunder rumbling) Well, the p inche Demonio won't.

I got no spit.

(spits)

See you on the other side, amigo.

(mouthing) I love you.

(mouthing) Love you.

(Paul) All right.

All good.

(Paul) See you around.

Okay, familia. We gotta go.

(in Spanish)(Toro barks)

(Ines) Tommy! Watch your step.(in Spanish)

Okay. Boy, I'm checking out for you.

(carrier zips)

(muffled banging)

(Ines speaks Spanish)

(Chato) Vamos. Vamos.(Ines) Okay.

I'm ready. Vamos.

(Tommy) I'm ready.(grunts)

(groans)

(switches clicking)

(breathing heavily)

(Paul on radio) Nes, are you there? Nes?

Is that Paul?

Paul.

Paul?

(Paul on radio) Honey, I'm sorry.

We're gonna have to take a rain check on those margaritas, okay?

No. What are you talking about?

Stick to the plan, Paul. Stick to the plan.

(Paul) I'm afraid this is the plan.

Honey,

tell Chato, his town, his people, that I'm sorry.

And things are gonna get better soon.

No. Get your ass up here and tell him yourself.

(Paul) Do you hear me, cabrón?

I left you a gift in my bag.

Make sure it gets to the right people.

OÓrale, cabrón.

(Paul) Audrey?

Dad?

(Paul) Audrey...

my sweet, beautiful young woman.

That's your raft.

You had it in you all along. Remember that.

I will.

(Paul) Tommy.(Tommy) Yeah, Dad?

(Paul) Tommy, hey, buddy.

You're finally leaving.

It's just that...(sighs)

I'm not sailing where you guys are.

I left you a gift in my bag, okay?

The thing about pirates is their... their courage...

their bravery,

their willingness to explore the world with their crew.

Buddy, you're the captain now. You understand what I'm saying?

I think so.

(chuckles)

- Honey? - Yeah?

(Paul) I should've booked.

Don't... Don't pull... (Paul) I should've booked.

Please, don't do...

I'll check in on you from time to time.

I love you.

I love you guys.

Hey. Hey.

I love you too. Okay? I love you too.

(bomb explodes)

(sobs) Dad!

(Tommy, Audrey sobbing)

He did it.

(in Spanish)

Mom, Mom. Look.

- Look. - Hey!

Hey, here!

(flare whistling)

(El Rey) Vamos.

(Ines speaks Spanish)

(Ines) Gracias. Muchas gracias.

(metal creaks, groans)

Hey.

Daddy's always gonna be with us, okay?

Here.

(Audrey) Mom, it's raining.