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Mr. Casey, so glad you could join me.

Let him speak.

Bay, why are you doing this?

What do you hope to gain?

Gain?

You westerners, you do nothing without a hope for gain.

You cannot stand against the United States.

The United States.

You have your money, your military, your power.

We have the Gods.

If this is about the chamber underneath the pyramid,

let me explain.

No, it is I who will explain.

You think your money and your science

ensures that you will always be in the right.

Tell me, Mr. Casey, what do you see?

A shark.

A mummified shark.

What do you see now?

No, it can't be.

What do you see?

Still you are suitable as food for the Gods.

I don't understand the need for all this secrecy.

We have uncovered artifacts which

radically alter our understanding

of Egyptian history.

Actually, this alters everything we previously

believed about human history.

All right.

I'm intrigued.

But that doesn't explain the secrecy or him.

Mr. Turner is here for your protection.

When Harvard sent me to map out the z ruins in Brazil,

I didn't need a bodyguard.

I was surrounded by headhunters.

And no one thought I needed a bodyguard.

What's so special about this dig?

I'm not thrilled by this assignment myself.

Relations are strained between the US embassy

and the local government.

Understandable.

Your grandfather looted a number of tombs.

They want their treasures back.

They belong in Cairo, not London.

Be that as it may.

We are taking charge of what we have found here for matters

of national security.

National security.

You guys play that like a wild card in a game of Poker.

Once you've seen what we have uncovered,

perhaps you'll understand.

So show me.

Do we have to be in such a hurry?

These hieroglyphs are amazing.

I like to pause and take a closer look at them.

Everything in these tunnels has

been photographed and documented down to the minutest detail.

Later, you may examine them at your leisure.

I have to admit, I'm starting to feel claustrophobic.

How far does this tunnel go?

All the way to the Great Pyramid.

Really?

More precisely to a subterranean lake

beneath the pyramid.

I mean, I had heard the rumors.

But I thought they were conspiracy theories

for TV programs.

It's true.

But that's not the meat of the matter.

Was it worth the walk?

Oh, my God.

It's incredible.

I understand the need for secrecy now.

Yeah, I suppose.

Come on.

OK.

So how about that burger you wanted?

I'm starving.

But--

But what?

Huh.

I don't know.

It seems disrespectful.

If you're going to learn to rest,

it's best to do it on a full stomach.

You're right.

Order me two.

All the comforts of home.

I can't believe you got all this down here

without anybody seeing it.

There's a will.

There's a way.

And Uncle Sam has deep pockets.

So this is funded by the government?

National security, anyway.

Oh.

Hey.

Hey, Nina.

This is Rebecca Sandoval.

Dr. Sandoval, it's a pleasure to meet you.

I admire your work.

I'm pleased to be working with you.

Me, too.

Have a seat, Nina.

Have a burger.

No, thanks.

Nina is our resident vegan.

She eats tofu sprouts.

Shit like that.

You have something against vegans?

No, not that.

I was just thinking.

Here we are underneath the Great Pyramid of Giza eating

burgers and tofu.

The Pentagon's got some deep pockets.

Hi, Rebecca.

Take a look at this.

I got to offer a tentative translation.

This can't be right.

Gods from the sea.

Shark Gods.

This hasn't appeared in any other literature.

That's because until now, no one knew about this chamber.

Am I reading this right?

A list of dynasties dating back over 50,000 years?

We have reason to believe that this chamber was built over

200,000 years ago.

By whom?

Humans.

Under the direction of their God.

A shark God from the sea?

And I think you'll find that even more interesting.

Is that a--

Yes, it's a sarcophagus.

The shark God Kaurus.

I need more coffee.

Are you sure you want to do that?

You've been at it all day.

It's OK to rest.

I don't know if I can.

This is all so--

Incredible, amazing, unbelievable dream like?

All of the above.

Yes, we all react that way at first.

But this chamber may have been here for over 200,000 years.

It's not going anywhere.

It'll be here when you wake up.

I hope so.

I'd hate to think it was all just a dream.

Some of the researchers are calling it the sarcophagus.

Well, that's appropriate for reverent.

It helps to have a sense of humor

when your concept of reality is being challenged.

Can it really be possible that humans

were genetically engineered by a species of intelligent sharks?

It's a humbling thought to say the least.

Come on, let's get some rest.

OK.

Dr. Sandoval, Dr. Sandoval, Dr. Sandoval, wake up.

Dr. Sandoval, wake up.

What's wrong?

We have to evacuate.

Come on.

Evacuate?

Gather your things and find Professor Mountbatten.

What's going on?

We're leaving.

Leaving?

I just got here.

Regrettable, I'll admit.

But for your safety, our safety, and the success of this mission,

we must leave at once.

Chauffeur.

Oh, my God.

Our presence here is no longer a secret.

We lost a good man last night.

In addition, we've learned our government liaison, Harold

Casey, is missing.

How are we supposed to abandon all of this?

We have documented every hieroglyphic and artifact

in this chamber.

We will retreat to safer ground and examine it at our leisure.

But, Professor--

No time to argue.

Gather your things and get on board a transport.

A transport?

No time to explain.

We walked for miles to get here.

What about the sarcophagus?

We're taking the big fella with us.

But how?

I can't believe we got out of there so quickly.

As Yo Yanks say, this isn't our first rodeo.

So you knew we'd have to escape?

Rebecca, every country on this planet

would go to war for the chance of possessing the knowledge

we've just stolen.

How quiet.

Egyptian Air Force Jets have scrambled and are closing in.

You know what to do.

Do I correctly understand what just happened?

Yes.

An international incident.

There will be hell to pay.

Plausible deniability, Rebecca.

It's politics 101.

Surely you understand.

In the meantime, my family thinks I'm dead.

This will all blow over.

The easiest way to keep the Egyptians

from searching for us is to let them think we are all dead.

I didn't sign up for this, Professor.

No, you didn't.

Trust me, you'll soon be allowed to go home.

Let the media machinery do its work.

Why didn't I stay in South America?

I've been with Mountbatten's group for three days so far.

We've had to abandon the most spectacular archaeological site

ever discovered.

We caused an international incident.

Egypt is threatening war.

And now, I'm somewhere in some undisclosed location

for my own safety.

I cannot express how angry I am.

I know you like burgers.

I'm not hungry.

Maybe you change your mind.

Doubtful.

They sure are good.

Are you patronizing me?

I don't like that.

No, I'm just trying to be friendly.

The burgers, a peace offering.

Some negotiator you are.

Where the hell are we, Reed?

Even if I know, I couldn't tell you.

We're on some remote property under the jurisdiction of the US

military.

No shit, Sherlock.

A shame to let those ants get that burger.

You're right.

This is good.

Life looks better on a full stomach.

Why isn't this bothering you?

It is.

But in my line of work, it doesn't pay to show annoyance.

After disappointment after disappointment,

you build up a tolerance.

What exactly is your line of work?

One of the alphabet agency things.

So, FBI or CIA?

Yeah, something like that.

One you never heard of.

What is it?

Let's talk about something else.

Kaurus, may the blood of this sacrifice appease you.

Kaurus, show us your enemies so that we may vanquish them.

You cannot hide from the eyes of Kaurus.

Hey, guys.

Rebecca, there you are.

I think you'll find this interesting.

These are reports on tissue samples from the mummy.

Which mummy?

Our giant shark enigma.

This can't be right.

It's right enough.

We've tested repeatedly.

And the results are always the same.

It says it's thousands of years old.

And yet the flesh is viable.

What exactly does that mean?.

Viable?

It means there is no good reason why that shark is not

alive.

It's as if the body is in a state of suspended animation.

How is that possible?

That's just one of the many things we intend to learn.

What's this?

Can you translate it?

You don't take this seriously, do you?

Very seriously indeed.

Shark Gods from outer space?

It's nonsense.

You conclude it to be nonsense based on what, exactly?

How can it be anything else?

Have you ever studied the great pyramid?

Not in great detail.

It's a Marvel of engineering.

We could not build one like it today.

With all our computers and technological advances,

it is still beyond our capabilities.

Sharks from outer space?

You suppose that a culture more

advanced than our own capable of building the great pyramid,

chose to decorate its buildings with colorful nonsense.

That would be tantamount to finding the latest

issues of Marvel Comics inscribed

on the walls of the Pentagon.

OK.

Suppose I pretend to believe that sharks from outer space

built the Great Pyramids.

Then what?

First, we want you to verify all the translations we've

made thus far.

If we've made any errors, bring them to my attention.

OK.

And this is the perfect place to do it.

No distractions.

So how are the vegan supplies holding up?

We got everything you need.

Really?

Is there a whole food market in these woods somewhere?

No, but we do have a supply chain.

Really?

Yeah.

Just because we don't know where we are,

it doesn't mean Uncle Sam isn't going to keep

you supplied with your tofu.

OK, then what do you have in the way of herbal tea?

Try this.

I got it from a vendor in Cairo.

Organic Tana leaves?

What's that?

Beats me.

Try it out.

If you don't like it, bring it back.

I got some chamomile for you.

OK.

Thanks.

Hi.

Hello.

You don't mind if I bunk with you, do you?

No, not at all.

Have you eaten?

Yeah, I'm fine.

Look, I know you're angry.

This whole situation is crazy, even infuriating.

I get it.

But this is still the biggest find ever.

I know.

Look at it this way.

The more time we have with these artifacts researching them now,

the bigger stake we have in the claim.

How do you mean, exactly?

Well, if we were in London by now,

there would be dozens of academics lining up

to take control.

We were there.

But some old professor would write a paper about it.

And the history books would make it

look like it was all his idea.

You're right.

It's all fascinating.

Incredible.

But my God, if it's true--

It's true.

How do for sure?

Just a feeling.

Civilization on our planet was established

by intelligent sharks on another planet?

It's really no stranger than the stories

they used to tell me in Sunday school when I was a kid.

Besides, consider the implications.

Which implications?

There are so many.

Well, like the mummy tissue.

It's in a state of suspended animation.

Something told it to go dormant.

And something could just as easily trigger it back to life.

I admit, it's all so wild.

If we figure the process out, it

could mean virtually eternal life for humans.

I don't think that's a good idea.

Still, it's a possibility.

I suppose.

Now that tea sure does have an unusual aroma.

Yeah, it's something cookie gave me.

Any idea how long we're going to be here?

As long as it takes, I'm afraid.

This find is too important to risk premature exposure

in the media.

Yeah, be a much bigger upset.

Nagamani or the Dead Sea Sproles.

True.

The implications are devastating to the collective ego

of the human race.

What's the implications?

At best, we are not at the top of the evolutionary ladder.

We are just slaves to a more highly evolved aquatic species.

That's the best case scenario.

And the worst?

We are nothing more than livestock

raised to feed our masters.

That is humbling.

These sharks engineered the Great Pyramid at a time

when we were still using spears and flint blades.

We have no idea how far their technology reaches.

There's an army of these things waiting to attack us.

There could very well be.

At this stage of the game, we just don't know.

What's this?

Something that could be related.

It's documentation of shark attacks from a couple of years

ago linked to UFO sightings.

UFOs?

We can't discount any clue in this matter.

After all, one can't have shark gods

from another world without some form of transportation

to get them here.

I've had enough of Alice Through the Looking glass

for one day.

Agreed.

Let's turn in.

Little sister, you have tasted the Tana leaves.

Now, you will help me avenge our master.

Come to me.

Come to me, little sister.

We have work to do.

Bring the Tana leaves.

Nina?

Come chosen one, we will establish the second dynasty

of our Lord Kaurus.

Your servant is here, Kaurus.

I will vanquish these thieves.

She is to be your bride.

Rebecca, are you OK?

I think so.

Can you stand?

I think so.

Let's get you up here.

Oh, God.

I need to take cover in the woods before AM.

OK.

Where's Nina?

I saw her leave, but then I fell back to sleep.

I don't know where she is.

We will wait here until our master calls.

Looks like the three of us now.

No sign of Nina?

We can only hope she and possibly others

escaped into the forest.

Let's salvage what we can.

Set up camp in the woods.

Oh, God.

I'm so thirsty.

I'm so tired.

Thank you.

Is there anymore?

I'm afraid not.

That's about it.

You guys must be as thirsty as I am.

No worries.

First order of business.

I'm going to find a fresh water supply.

If we have to, we can survive on measured portions

of seawater.

Thor Heyerdahl proved it could be done.

Let's hope I find some fresh water.

Be mindful of landmarks.

We wouldn't want to lose you, too.

Roger that.

Here, sister.

You must drink.

Yes.

Master says this is our home.

Yes, Kaurus.

This is your bride.

Yesterday I was complaining about being stuck here.

I didn't realize how good things were.

None of us know what we have until it is taken away.

Human nature, I'm afraid.

What do we do now, professor?

Now, we wait.

Most importantly, we do not panic.

I realize all this is very strange.

With all due respect, strange is not the word.

Absolutely insane.

Off the reality chart, maybe nightmare craziness.

I'm sorry.

OK.

OK.

I'm going to try to keep a grip on my sanity.

All of us, those of us whose job

it is to expand the knowledge of the human race.

At one time or another, we encounter information

that shakes our very foundations makes rubble

of our mental constructs.

Yes, that's where I am right now,

stumbling through the rubble.

Denial can be a useful strategy,

but only until the organism has arrived in a safe place

where the new knowledge may be properly assimilated.

I prefer to remain present in the moment, no matter what

the consequences.

You have escaped the wrath of Kaurus, but not for long.

There was a time long ago, I was a young man then.

When I was sent with an archeological expedition

to study a tribe in New Guinea--

What happens?

During a ceremony, I saw the tribe's shaman transform

into an enormous snake.

Saw it with my own eyes.

Could have been hallucination?

Do you think you were drugged?

I've been very careful to ingest only food and drink.

I'd prepared myself for various reasons,

primarily to avoid illness.

So you're sure it actually happened?

I saw that snake devour Dr. Penrose,

the leader of our expedition.

Really?

So, you see, I've had my concept of reality challenged

many times, actually.

It's a shock.

But if we persist in our pursuit of the truth,

we come out of it stronger and wiser.

Now, Kaurus, you feast on fish.

But soon, you will feast on the blood of the remaining thieves.

Our research, our field notes, so much was destroyed.

It's not as bad as you may imagine.

We uploaded data last night before the attack.

Our colleagues in London have it all.

Great.

Now, let's discuss anything that has not been sent along.

Have you any ideas you haven't shared with me?

Yes, see, it occurred to me as I

was looking over the hieroglyphics

that the symbols your team had interpreted as outer space

could actually refer to another dimension

in the quantum physical sense.

Interesting point.

Is it possible that the shark God made his way over here

through some sort of portal, a wormhole

rather than a physical craft?

Yes, I believe you are on to something.

We'll have to examine the photos of the hieroglyphics

for references to such a portal when

we get back to civilization.

If we ever get back.

I believe we will.

And probably sooner than you think.

Since we have not sent our confirmation signal,

they'll be investigating.

Anybody thirsty?

Yes.

Is it safe to drink?

Yeah, put a purification tab in it.

Moving in closer for a better look.

Chopper 1 to base.

We're sending in images of the camp.

Not much left.

Roger that.

Any sign of survivors?

He used to be a royal graves at the site.

That would indicate survivors, but none are visible.

Do you copy?

Do you copy?

Our master has destroyed the flying machines.

You stay here.

You'll be safe.

I must go deal with the remaining thieves.

How long do you imagine till they send someone

to come get us?

I suspect they already have.

I think I'm going to head to the beach.

I'm going to place debris as an indication of a position.

Be extremely careful, Reed.

We can't afford to lose you, too.

We'll do.

I'm going to forage for edibles.

Please stay within shouting distance of this camp.

I will.

And I will update my notes.

We'll all meet back here within the hour.

Agreed?

See you in an hour.

The girl fights back.

You're no match for Karas.

We'll see about that.

Two time MVP Princeton softball.

Jerk.

You playing possum, schmuck?

Master.

Shit.

If this is a dream, I've had enough.

Sorry.

We need this more than you do.

Master, I have failed you.

Your bride is in the cave.

I can no longer protect you.

I need a raise.

Good work, Rebecca.

You have a good deal more pluck and gave you credit for.

OK.

You look as if you've been fighting for your life.

Reed, what happened?

Rebecca has slain a mystic who somehow followed us here.

I know.

Like sort of a slave to the mummy shark.

He's dead, but encompassed in some energy field.

Heard him communicating with the shark.

My God, you can't be serious.

Not very reassuring to learn when we kill our enemies,

they do not stay dead.

I think he's harmless.

He's unconscious in a ghostly state.

Good thing, though, he showed up when he did.

The beast almost ate me.

Ain't you?

Yeah, he chased me about a quarter mile into the forest.

You can get around on the land?

Yeah, they lay dormant for thousands of years.

Civilization on this planet.

Of course, they get around on land.

I didn't think he could.

Now, I feel like we don't stand a chance.

I saw the remains of a military policeman on the beach.

Maybe we have a search party here.

And the shark took them out.

So I was thinking, they will send another team.

It's our job to stay alive in the meantime.

There is something else.

What?

I heard him talking to the shark

about leaving the sharks bride unattended.

Bride?

Nina.

Yeah, that's what I was thinking.

He said something about her in a cave.

We have to find her.

Yeah.

Wait.

How is a human woman the bride of a monster like that?

We're about to find out.

We've lost the helicopter to unknown causes and operation

barrel.

It seems hopeless.

We don't even have a clue where to look.

I think we should head to that higher ground, that promontory.

Yes, it's worth a try.

Hey, is that a cave?

I think it is.

Nina, are you here?

Nina?

Nina?

Nina?

What's wrong?

She may be in shock or drugged.

So how are we supposed to get her out of here?

You got to get her to the mouth of the cave.

It'll be easier for the team on higher ground.

Thieves, you will not take the bride of Kaurus.

Well, I don't believe it.

Tehran is dead, and yet he lives.

You cannot defeat the will of Kaurus.

Tango 1 to Foxtrot 2.

Yeah, I see it.

What the hell is that?

We're not here to analyze the bastard.

Just to kill it.

We're down here.

Come on.

We're down here.

Please.

Get us out of here.

Hey.

He fired that, sir.

I'm not believing this.

If at first you don't kick ass, try and try again.

Hey.

Tango 1 to base.

We've engaged what looks like a giant shark on land,

but living and dangerous.

You are authorized to terminate

with extreme prejudice.

Roger that.

Hey.

Human survivors have been observed.

Survivors acknowledged.

Dispatching chopper for extraction.

Make it fast.

Give it everything you got.

Yes, sir.

I'm not convinced our weapons can even phase it.

I hope you're wrong.

Reed, did you see that?

I did.

I don't like it.

I don't know what you were, but we got you.

Where am I?

What?

I know you think you killed it, but you didn't.

It escaped through some sort of wormhole.

Miss Sandoval, our jets dropped their entire payload

of ordnance on that creature.

Nothing could survive it.

Well, you don't understand.

It's not just flesh and blood.

It's not from this world.

And you know this how?

It's all in the data we took from the chamber in Egypt.

It's all there.

Surely you know.

I'm unaware of any data from a chamber in Egypt.

No, no, you wouldn't be, would you?

I suppose that's above your pay grade.

Just so we're clear, you're saying

this thing was a highly intelligent life

form from another dimension.

It laid dormant for thousands of years in a chamber

beneath the Great Pyramid of Giza.

Yes, yes, that's right.

Miss Sandoval, are you now or have you ever

been diagnosed with a mental illness, bipolar disorder,

paranoia, schizophrenia?

No, but I guess that doesn't matter.

You're going to bury this, aren't you?

Do you realize that sounds the tiniest bit paranoid?

I give up.

Would you like a cigarette?

No, thanks.

I quit.

So you're sticking with this story

that this shark thing disappeared

through an interdimensional doorway?

You're not going to what I have to say.

It's the only story I know, the truth.

Right.

Mr. Turner, you've had a long and distinguished career.

It'd be a shame to exit on a sour note, don't you think?

Listen, it doesn't matter what I say.

You guys are going to slap on whatever conclusion

you want to this operation.

The files are going to say whatever you guys find

politically expedient.

I don't know why we're wasting our time

with this fraudulent attempt at truth finding.

It's my job.

I follow orders.

Right.

Do you have anything else to add?

A couple of things.

First off, leave Rebecca Sandoval's career alone.

We brought her into this.

She didn't know what she was getting herself into.

It'd be a shame to ruin a brilliant woman's career.

Well, we'll take that under advisement.

Although I imagine she'll make her own path out of this

if she's as smart as you claim.

Right.

What else?

Secondly, the other woman, Nina, how is she?

She's alive.

Beyond that, I can offer no specifics.

Good.

You're awake.

How are you feeling?

I'm confused.

Where am I?

In a military hospital.

It's about all I can tell you.

You and your team members are under quarantine.

Quarantine?

Am I ill?

We don't think so.

As I understand, you and the expedition you were a part of

went through some very unusual experiences.

Yeah, I really don't remember a lot right now.

I know we were in Egypt.

No, your memory will come back.

Just give it some time.

Are you hungry?

I don't know.

I suppose I could eat.

Well, it's important to keep your strength up.

Especially now you're eating for two.

What?

Wow.

You really did lose your memory.

Did you forget that you're pregnant?

Pregnant?

About six months from the look of things.

That is not possible.