Original subtitles

♪ I'm very lucky ♪

♪ That I have lots of t‐shirts ♪

♪ There might be someone ♪

♪ That doesn't have as many ♪

♪ I'm very lucky ♪

♪ A drawer full of t‐shirts ♪

♪ Wonderful white ones ♪

♪ Wonderful dark ♪

♪ I've got one side of the drawer ♪

♪ That has v‐necks ♪

♪ I got one side of the drawer ♪

♪ That is crew necks ♪

♪ The drawer that's below it ♪

♪ Has bands and colors ♪

♪ All sorts of t‐shirts ♪

♪ Available to me ♪

♪ I'm very lucky ♪

♪ And I've got some t‐shirts ♪

♪ A whole lot of t‐shirts ♪

♪ To wear every day ♪

(light electronic music)

(whistle blows in slow motion)

♪ ♪

(crowd cheering)

♪ ♪

(buzzer blares)

Fuck! Shit.

(door opens)

(footsteps approaching)

(stall door closes, locks)

(pulling toilet paper)

(tense music)

♪ ♪

(breathing shakily)

(typing on phone)

(squeals)

(typing stops)

(urinating)

(tense music)

♪ ♪

(eerie music)

♪ ♪

(farts)

(toilet flushing)

(footsteps)

(tense music)

(water running)

(stomach rumbling)

‐(water stops) ‐(exhales)

♪ ♪

(stomach rumbling)

(panting)

♪ ♪

(stomach rumbling)

(panting)

♪ ♪

Go away. Go away.

Please, please, please.

♪ ♪

(squealing)

♪ ♪

‐(defecating) ‐(sighs)

(defecating continues)

(defecating stops)

(exhales)

(door opens)

SAMANTHA: Shit.

(bassy hip‐hop music)

♪ ♪

KITTY: I wanna have sex with Braden.

(grunting) Hey, Kitty. How you goin'?

But also, I really love him.

Maybe tell him how you feel.

‐Oh, oh, Kitty. Oh, no. ‐No?

No, it's just a workplace.

(wailing)

Kitty?

Do you find me sexually attractive?

‐Yeah, I do. ‐Mm.

‐TIM: Wow. ‐DR. EVELYN: Kenneth,

what's bothering you?

KENNETH: I ejaculated in the shark.

I assume you haven't told Braden.

BRADEN: Oh, my God.

Are you sexually attracted to animals?

I didn't mean to hurt you.

Turn this shit off.

No, it's not a game! It's real life.

The mission's off!

Mm.

(gasps)

Oh, shit.

(sighs)

(tense music)

♪ ♪

I'm not gonna lie, the mood is pretty grim.

I've never seen Braden like this.

He's drinking a lot.

It's pretty troubling.

BRADEN: (babbling)

You didn't even know it.

You didn't even do it, mate.

Step. (grunts)

Get it‐‐get it off it.

It's not an interesting shot, mate.

Shit, mate. Fuck me.

Eating the fuck here, mate.

(retching) Oh, God. Shit.

Why are you l‐‐ (grunts)

Shit.

Ahh.

I thought it was water. (burps)

Where's the trash?

Shit.

Kenneth. Kenneth!

Why?

(dramatic music)

MALE NARRATOR: Since the dawn of time,

sharks have ruled the seas.

Now two men will fight

to take their kingdom...

by force.

(light music)

KENNETH: No, I don't remember much of the Karma.

Except this one recurring nightmare.

I was swimming in this big, open sea,

and struggling.

And then I felt this piercing in my back.

It was the giant talons of an owl...

Just plucking me out of the water

and flying me back to its nest.

But then...

it started breastfeeding me.

Spitting into my mouth, you know?

Nursing me back to health.

And then I looked up into its eyes and realized...

it was Braden.

I mean, he had a beak and this really sick haircut

with feathers and stuff, but it was him.

He saved me.

(spacey music)

♪ ♪

(singing in Japanese)

♪ ♪

(percussive music)

(crowd cheering)

(buzzer blares)

‐(light music) ‐(children laughing)

You like what you do for a living?

No, not really.

But that's just how it goes.

That's just how it goes. (scoffs)

You say you only witnessed

the aftermath of the incident.

Yeah?

(scoffs) Why can't I believe you?

We, uh, found more lacerations on the skull...

from another object.

Oh, good job.

MR. WHITE: From your kitchen knife.

It means nothing.

‐You wanna know what I think? ‐Do you have a family,

Mr. White?

We're not talking about me,

we're talking about you, pal.

Your wife, Cindy.

Your son, Noah. Do you love them?

(chuckles)

What did you just say?

(light music)

♪ ♪

(mischievous music)

(clattering)

(crashing)

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

(clattering)

(rousing orchestral music)

♪ ♪

(squeaking)

(shrieks)

(crashing)

♪ ♪

(snoring)

(snoring)

♪ ♪

(screaming)

(screams)

(screaming continues)

♪ ♪

(screaming)

Sweetie, did you write that apology note today?

Yeah. I dropped it off earlier.

‐(thud) ‐(gasps) What was that?

Could be anything, son.

Could be anything.

Sleep tight.

♪ ♪

You gotta replace this hinge.

Oh, the flap itself is fine, which is lucky.

New hinge will cost you a couple of bucks.

But a new flap? Oh, buddy.

Ow. Forget it.

If you got the tools,

doing it yourself is the cheapest.

Oh, yeah, they don't make flaps like these no more.

All the new flaps, they're coming in‐‐

(voice muffled)

♪ ♪

‐(thud) ‐(laughter)

(laughing)

♪ ♪

(laughter)

‐Got him! ‐Go back

to where you came from, you little freak!

Oh, yeah, he deserves it 'cause he's different.

(both laugh)

♪ ♪

I don't like you, you little beaner.

I don't like the way you look,

I don't like the way you walk,

‐and I don't like the way you‐‐ ‐MOTHER: Eric!

What did you just call him?

What? He's the shape of a bean.

Get in your room right now.

You sound like your idiot father.

You got lucky, you little beaner.

Next time I see you, I'm gonna kick your teeth in.

Mm, so close, Walt.

‐Whoa! ‐Get the hell out of here.

(chuckling)

Don't worry. I know he bumped the table.

You don't have to stoop to his level, though.

The universe has a way of balancing itself out.

Once you get out in the real world, you'll see.

It's an eye for an eye, and a tooth for a tooth.

♪ ♪

ERIC: Hey, Walt.

I'm sorry I called you a bad name

and broke your door.

My mom is making me give you my tooth fairy money

to pay for the broken hinge.

♪ ♪

MALE SCIENTIST: It's an eye for an eye,

and a tooth for a tooth.

(lively orchestral music)

♪ ♪

(dramatic music)

MAN: Whoo!

‐(men grunt) ‐MEN: Sports!

Sports!

(slow motion) Sports.

(seagulls calling)

Hey, do all the cabins have bathrooms?

Yeah.

That was a crazy night.

Yeah. It was great. I like you.

I like you too.

‐(chuckles) ‐But I know that

it could never happen again.

Why's that?

Because of Braden,

and his stupid rules about this being a workplace

and this job just being so important to all of us.

This job is not important to me.

I get paid $5 an hour

for these pieces of shit to be dickheads to me.

At some point, they've changed my bed sheet

to unicorns

in a field.

Who cares? It's actually more comfortable

than the sheet they originally gave me.

Anyway, I'm not gonna put up with it anymore.

Not today. No, sir.

He's a big, old fancy boy.

‐He's got a big handsome‐‐ ‐How's it going, mate?

He's the best.

‐Braden. ‐What do you want, mate?

Listen, uh,

Kitty and I have got feelings for each other.

And, uh, you know, I know you got rules

and if you got a problem with that,

well, I don't care what your rules are.

I don't care if you kick me off this boat.

‐So‐‐ ‐BRADEN: I don't give a shit.

‐Huh? ‐I don't give a shit, mate.

Go for it. You've earned it.

This is a ship for sex and nothing more.

Okay.

Thanks.

What's with the...mouthwash?

Freshen my breath, you idiot.

(gargling)

(swallows) Ah, shit.

KENNETH: Oh, hey, it's Kenneth Rickenbacker here.

Look, Dr. Sager was so fantastic

in helping me regain my memory after the coma,

and I was just wondering whether he had

any technology that...

I don't know, that could remove specific ones.

You know, like recent traumas, or‐‐

Yeah, well, thanks, anyway.

Oh, uh, hey, before you go...

you don't happen to know

whether sharks carry any STDs, do you?

(light music)

(clattering)

‐Oh, my God. ‐Braden!

‐Are you okay? ‐What?

Yeah, why wouldn't I be?

Everyone...

getting their jags off on this boat.

‐Isn't that nice? ‐Braden, I know you're hurting,

but you really need to pull yourself together.

Oh, God, you're beautiful.

‐Just do this‐‐ ‐What are you‐‐

Braden, stop. Oh‐‐

‐Let's just‐‐ ‐Braden, I‐‐

Listen, it's lovely that you wanna dance,

‐(laughs) Shh. ‐What?

This is a fuck ship, Doctor.

‐Braden, what are you doing? ‐It's a fuck ship now.

Braden. (sighs)

‐Don't do this. ‐Oh, right for it.

‐Stop it. Just stop it. ‐Here it is.

Hey. So, um, good news.

We don't have to keep this a secret.

(dramatic music)

‐What? ‐I spoke to Braden.

I told him we have feelings for each other,

and he said it was fine. (chuckles)

Can you give me a moment?

Yeah.

♪ ♪

Oh, that's right.

DR. EVELYN: Come on, get it up, Braden. It's‐‐it's‐‐

‐DR. EVELYN: Get it up. ‐BRADEN: Okay.

I just feel like I can really trust you.

Of course, sweetheart.

(lower tone) Sweetheart.

KITTY: I'm in love with Braden.

DR. EVELYN: Got it, I'm pulling hard on it.

(laughing in slow motion)

‐(yelling) ‐Love, I believe,

is something that's built over time.

Yeah! Oh!

‐(continues yelling) ‐BRADEN: Yeah, yeah, yeah!

‐(laughing) ‐(Braden grunting)

‐(Evelyn laughing) ‐(Kitty screaming)

Kitty.

But‐‐this is not what you think.

‐I'm gonna fucking cut you! ‐Oh, no.

Kitty, put the knife down.

You wanted him yourself, you scientist whore!

‐It's not true! ‐Die!

I think I lost my cool there for a minute.

I was having, like, an out‐of‐body experience.

I just kept hearing this voice in my head saying,

"Make Dr. Evelyn feel the most pain

that she's ever felt, ever."

Give it! No, Kitty. Kitty, that's enough.

I told you how I felt, and you lied to me.

I did not. Did I?

I don't know.

Why do you even care, Kitty?

You're in love with Tim.

I'm not in love with Tim.

‐Oh, my God. ‐KITTY: That was a big accident.

I'm in love with you.

He's right behind you.

Don't‐‐don't turn. He's very close.

I can fucking hear what you're saying.

(somber music)

♪ ♪

I'm so sorry, Tim.

It's fine. Whatever.

(Tim sighs)

Wow. We dodged a bullet.

He's gone.

(upbeat music)

SINGERS: ♪ What is wrong? What is wrong? ♪

♪ What is wrong? What is wrong? ♪

(light music)

♪ ♪

Ah‐‐no‐‐ (laughs)

What‐‐sorry‐‐

Excuse me, sir, sorry, I‐‐

It's a bit embarrassing, actually.

But you seem to be caught to me.

(laughs) I'm incredibly sorry about the inconvenience.

(laughs)

(chuckles)

Sorry, can you let me go?

There's not much I can do about it, I'm afraid.

This process is necessary

in order for me to gain sustenance to survive.

Of course, I understand for you this is less than ideal.

‐Stop. ‐Trust me.

I really wish it was that simple.

Unfortunately, terminating this process now

would lead to me having to eat somebody else,

and that doesn't seem fair, now does it?

(straining)

Try to see it from my perspective for a bit.

‐Do you think I enjoy this? ‐Ahh!

‐That I'm some sort of monster? ‐Somebody!

‐Somebody help! ‐ Yes, yes.

I feel like screaming, too, sometimes.

This whole ocean

‐is incredibly frustrating. ‐(screaming)

‐Someone, really, help! ‐It seems obvious‐‐

‐Help! ‐I'm sure to you as much to me,

that there's got to be a better system.

Ow! Somebody!

Well, I don't hear you

coming up with any alternatives.

(screams)

Oh. Seemed a good kid.

Sir, can you watch your tentacles?

I‐I'm getting stuck here.

Sorry about the inconvenience.

The food chain is a hard and demanding system.

Great for some,

particularly difficult for others.

And I consider you to be

a very valuable member of this team, Team Ocean.

Your crowing is a very understandable reaction,

and there's certainly no shame in it.

(all speaking at once)

(sound warping)

(crowd cheering, slide whistle ascending)

(buzzer blares)

(seagulls calling)

I called this meeting because we are in crisis,

and the only way we're gonna get out of it

is by communicating.

I'll start.

I'm sorry I gave you bad advice, Kitty.

And I'm sorry that you got the impression

that I tried to deceive you about Braden.

And I am sorry that I tried to cut you.

But at the time, it did seem as though

anything that was coming out of your filthy mouth was a lie.

And Tim, I'm so sorry that I hurt you.

Will you both accept my apology?

‐Of course. ‐Yep.

(sighs) Let the healing begin.

Braden, do you have something you'd like to apologize for?

Uh‐‐ (clears throat)

Dr. Evelyn, from what I can remember,

I was way out of line with you‐‐

extremely unprofessional.

You're a good‐lookin' lady, and I just wanted it.

I wanted to have some.

I think I just blacked out.

The mouthwash was too strong, okay?

Terence, the cameraman, showed me some footage‐‐

horrifying footage‐‐ of me using a toilet

in an area that wasn't even a toilet.

It was just a section of Tim's room.

Yeah, I know. I was in there.

I feel ashamed,

and I'm very sorry.

DR. EVELYN: Thank you, Braden.

And finally, Kenneth.

Uh‐‐

‐Braden‐‐ ‐Don't say it. Just‐‐

I'm sorry I done what I done.

Will you please accept my apology?

DR. EVELYN: Come on, Braden.

It's time.

(light music)

I acc‐‐

Don't worry about cum‐‐ your jizz‐‐had your‐‐

It's fine that you‐‐ (sighs)

Oh, God. How could you do it, mate?

I don't know, mate.

But what about you?

I mean, you lied to me about your wife and son.

It's completely different.

I mean, imagine if I told you

that I finished in my wife and son.

Well, I'd say one would be pretty normal,

and one would be a horrific crime.

The point is, what you did was wrong, mate.

I know.

But I'm just asking for a pass, mate.

You're my little brother, and I love you.

Braden, I've broken every single bone in my body.

I've had flesh ripped apart.

This is one I can't heal by myself.

And I need you for that, mate.

(sighs)

You know, uh‐‐ (clears throat)

A‐‐

A shark's jaw is strong enough to rip a man apart.

But do you know what makes a man stronger?

He's got the strength to forgive.

♪ ♪

I forgive you.

And I love you.

Ah. Ohh.

You're my owl, mate.

I don't know what that means, but thank you so much.

You're my owl!

BRADEN: I love you.

The mission's back on.

‐Yeah, the mission's back on. ‐(clapping, laughter)

Yes! We're not going anywhere!

We're gonna be here forever!

‐KENNETH: Whoo‐hoo! ‐Yeah!

‐KITTY: This here‐‐ ‐BRADEN: Okay.

Let's fuck sharks. Let's do it.

Ladies and gentlemen,

it's time to take our place in history.

We're going after the great white.

Yep. To have sex with it.

(dramatic music)

SINGER: ♪ Sonny don't dip ♪

♪ Sonny don't act like she belong ♪

♪ Sonny don't dip ♪

♪ Sonny act like there's something wrong ♪

♪ Sonny don't dip ♪

♪ Maybe Sonny need to take her ass home ♪

♪ Sonny don't dip ♪

♪ Sonny don't act like she belong ♪

♪ What is wrong? What is wrong? ♪

♪ What is wrong? What is wrong? ♪

♪ ♪

♪ What is wrong? What is wrong? ♪

♪ What a‐‐ dip, dip, dip ♪

♪ Sonny don't act like she belong ♪

♪ Sonny, don't dip, dip, dip ♪

♪ Sonny act like there's something wrong ♪

‐(clear music) ‐CHORUS: ♪ Yes ♪