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And a good, good morning.

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It's a beautiful day to slip into your Speedo

and hit the beach.

If you do go, be careful and wear some sunscreen.

We don't want all that fun in the sun to bite

you in the bee-hind.

And now, are you ready to rock?

Sir, we have a shark sighting, dead ahead.

- Captain.

- Yes, Soldier?

- We have a shark sighting at one o'clock.

- That's quite a ways away. You psychic?

- No, sir.

I meant there, thataway.

- Then why didn't you just say thataway?

- It's not a soldier-y term, sir.

I'll give you that.

Woo hoo! Let's party, dude.

Check out those chicks.

Sir, it appears a swimmer

has entered the shark zone.

We are unable to warn her.

She's getting closer to the shark zone.

The highers-up say we should watch and see what happens.

- What say you, Captain?

- Huh?

- I said, what say you, Captain?

- Why are you making this weird?

- I don't think I'm saying anything weird.

But it is a term.

A fairly well-known one at that.

- Doesn't make it any less weird.

- So.

- What do I think?

- Yeah.

- This is the one.

It's already got a taste for blood.

- Nice.

- I don't feel so good.

- You all right? We have to get him to a hospital!

- Bye.

- The country is offering thoughts and prayers tonight

for the son of the prime minister.

The boy collapsed into his father's arms

at a press conference today.

- The prime minister's son was rushed to the hospital today

by security agents.

His condition is not known at the present time.

- With me as always is my obese sidekick

and co-host, Greasy Gordo, everybody.

- Thank you, appreciate you.

- Yeah.

- Come on, man.

- I am your host Noah "Shark" Robertson,

and today on the podcast, we are gonna be talking about

something that has been incredibly rampant

in the news and media lately.

- The prime minister couldn't be reached for comment

after today's shocking events.

World leaders send their well wishes.

- No updates at this time on the prime minister's son.

But new information indicates that he was not brought

to a local hospital, as initially reported.

And when we return, a local man who picks

apples with his feet.

News at 11.

- You need to stop pacing.

- I'm just so nervous.

The doctors aren't telling me anything.

- Is that chewing tobacco?

I thought you'd quit.

- How can I think of quitting at a time like this?

Besides, no one likes a quitter.

And I'm not quitting on my family.

- Mr. Prime Minister?

- Yes, Doctor, how's my son doing?

- He doesn't look good.

- Well, I'm sure he'll grow into his features

and be a fine-looking young man.

- That's not what I was talking about.

- Well then, what is it?

- Your son has a very rare blood disease.

How rare?

- He's the first to ever get it.

It's called Little Jimmy the Prime Minister's Son's disease.

- What are the odds?

- One in perhaps a million billion.

What are our options?

- I'm afraid there's no cure with respect

to conventional medicine.

- Dear.

- Wait, you said conventional medicine.

- Yes I did.

- Have you looked into unconventional medicine?

- Well, no. No, we have not.

- Doctor, this is my son. I would do anything for him!

If we were to start over again,

it would take at least 12 years to catch up.

- There is an experimental procedure we could look into.

Go on.

- Are you familiar with sharks?

- One week a year I am.

- Good, then you're aware of their natural ability

to stave off most infections.

You never see a shark with a runny nose, do you?

- Mm, now that you mention it.

- Exactly.

This is why they've been around for over 400 million years.

- That's a lotta years.

- So, what does a shark have to do with our son?

- Here, follow me.

So let's say that this is one of your son's veins.

That this is one of your son's veins.

- Perfect.

Now this mess here is the disease.

- So angry.

Very angry, actually.

Now, imagine if we had a microscopic shark

in this bloodstream.

So if we had this shark, which is immune to the disease,

enter the host, in this case your son's bloodstream,

we believe that its natural killing instincts would kick in.

The shark would want to kill all the disease that it finds.

- Brilliant.

- It just might work.

- But wait.

Once the shark has destroyed all the virus,

it will still want to hunt, will it not?

- It most certainly will, which is why we have Stage Two.

- Go on.

- Ah, yes.

Sir, do you like submarines?

- Sandwiches?

- No, sir, the boats.

- Oh, I thought you'd give my son a sandwich

to feed to the shark is all.

- Take a note.

Look into Operation Sandwich.

Sorry, where was I?

- A submarine.

- Yes.

Now, just as we had shrunk the shark down

to microscopic size, we do the same with a fully manned sub.

- A fully manned sub?

- Yes.

- And what do you do with that then?

- Once the shark has done its job,

the sub goes in to extract the shark.

Isn't this dangerous?

- Not at all.

All the extraction sub needs to do

is go through the miles of veins,

locate a microscopic shark, capture it

and bring it on out.

- Seems simple enough.

- Within 36 hours.

Wait, what?

- What?

- What happens after 36 hours?

- So the sub and the shark are to be expelled

along with your son's urine.

They just need to make sure that they get to the bladder

within 36 hours, so.

- And what happens if they don't make it

to the bladder in 36 hours?

- No big deal.

Everything simply returns to its original size,

all back to normal.

- Except there's a chance this'll happen

while they're still in my son's body.

- Yeah. I can see now how that would be an issue.

- An issue? I'll give you an issue.

- I don't think you should be worrying about this.

- That a full-grown shark and a fully manned submarine

could burst through my son's body?

- Don't worry, this has never happened.

- How many times have you done this procedure?

- This'll be the first.

Which is why it's never happened.

Well, I did say that I would try anything.

Doctor, go ahead with the procedure.

- Oh, dear.

- What choice do we have?

- I'll start prepping the patient.

We only have limited time here.

- How long does my son have?

- It's not your son.

We rented this space for only a few days.

There's a Sweet 16 party here Thursday.

- Well, time really is of the essence then.

- Man, he's really aggressive.

- That's why they picked him up.

From what I hear, they were tracking him for weeks.

Just making sure he was the apex predator

they were looking for.

- I really hope this works.

- The science is sound.

I see no reason why it shouldn't work.

- Did you carry the one?

- Good thing you're here, Jim.

- What am I looking at?

- A huge mess. Of course I carried the one, you dummy.

Jim. My God, Jim, my God!

Give me your hand.

Slippery.

That's the chicken wings.

- What the hell?

- I got this.

Barbecue sauce!

It's in the cuticles.

I got you, I got you, I got you.

What?

No.

Not again.

Damn you.

Damn you, why?

- Hey, Stan, what's happening?

- Paul, it's Jim.

- Mm-hm.

- He's dead. The shark, the chicken wings.

- The chicken wings?

Oh, this is not good.

They're gonna shut us down for this one.

Or at least till the investigation's done.

Oh, man.

- Okay.

Well, I don't see anything outta sorts here.

- Then I should bid you a good day, sir.

- A good day to you, sir.

So, um, should we maybe shrink a shark?

- Yeah, yeah, let's shrink a shark.

- All right. Let's just see, yeah.

Did you remember to carry the one?

- Yes, yes I did.

- All right.

- Do you have the specimen in sight?

- I do.

- Okay, make sure your instruments are locked on the shark.

We have no room for error here.

If we lose the shark while he is shrunk down,

we're gonna lose him forever.

Okay, on three.

- Three.

- No wait, wait wait, wait.

- What's the problem?

- What's the problem?

I wanted to count from one to three, not from three to one.

- What's the difference?

- What's the difference?

When your three is my one and my one is your three,

it's totally complicated, do you understand?

- So, one, two, three?

- Yes, but not now.

- I think I understand?

- Well, that's gonna be good enough for me.

All right, from one.

- One.

- Two.

- Three!

It's working.

- How much longer?

- Just a little longer. Hold on.

- We're about to get a power surge.

If that happens, we lose the whole project.

Just a little longer. Hold.

And.

Hold.

- And!

- Hold!

Did, did, did we do it?

Did, did it work?

- Indeed it did.

I have the target in my sights,

measuring 8.7 micrometers.

- You mean?

- We did it.

- Ha ha, booya!

You wanna do the honors, sir?

- Absolutely.

For Jim.

- For what's his name.

- Hard to believe there's a shark in there.

Not only that, but a shark that will save a life this time.

- Hm, all we have to do now is get the host

and tell the extraction team we are ready to launch.

- Agreed.

- Oh these guys are pigs. Okay, all right.

Okay, okay, okay. All right.

Oh, that is...

That is not pretty. It is not pretty.

All right.

- Got one, five.

Okay.

Oh, don't do that.

No.

That was weird.

That was weird.

- If we do that, that'd be great and...

What are you doing?

- Hey, no need to thank me, gentlemen.

You know, it's part of the job.

- Paul, something's missing.

- Yeah, uh.

Hey, hey you.

- Keith.

- No, he's Paul.

- I'm Keith.

- Keith?

- Yeah.

- Yes.

- You didn't happen throw out a syringe

while you were cleaning up, did you?

- I don't, I don't really throw things out.

I kinda just put them away.

There's too much sciency stuff that I don't understand,

so just to be safe, right, yeah.

- Okay, great.

Did you happen to come across a syringe

while you were cleaning?

- Nope, but you know what?

I will help you guys look for it.

- Thank you, Keith. We would appreciate that.

- Hey, no problem.

Just to let you know, in my professional opinion,

these things always end up under the counter.

- Hey, Stan, Stan.

- Paul, the syringe.

- And the plunger's still not pressed.

- We have to be careful here.

- Oh, Keith?

- Yo.

- Could you come over here, please?

Oh sure, yeah.

- Actually, could you come over here

very, very, very slowly?

- Slowly.

- Very slowly. Okay, you guys are weird.

That's perfect.

- Whoa, hey!

Ho, hey, whoa!

Coming in hot.

- Ow.

- Smacking him in the ass?

You thought this was the best way to celebrate this?

- It's my reflex from back in my baseball days.

- You gotta be kidding me.

You know, we should just call the boss.

- Yeah.

- How are the vitals?

- Holding steady.

- And is the submarine structure stable?

- So far, we're doing well. God I love shrinking stuff.

- What?

- I said I love shrinking stuff.

- That is really a weird thing to say, dude.

- What?

- People love chocolate and puppies, and pizza pies.

Walks on the beach, stuff like that.

- I like what I like.

- You're so weird, man.

- No, you're weird.

I like shrinking stuff too.

Punch it.

- Full power.

- All right, did we get it?

- Indeed we did. Looks to be a complete success.

- Transfer to the syringe.

- Transferring.

- All right, team, report.

- Everything is nominal, sir.

- All clear, sir.

Except for...

- Except for what, Captain Erin?

- You know when you're driving along

and you go over a hill?

- Yeah.

- Kinda get that feeling in your lower stomach.

- I know that feeling all too well, Captain Erin.

- That's how I feel right now.

- Right in the bottom of your guts?

- Yes, sir.

- I get that from lactose.

- Not what I was getting at, sir, but I think you get me.

- Hello, this is Rex Mannion.

The procedure appears to have been a success.

All are safe and accounted for.

That is good to hear, Rex.

We will keep you posted as to when

you have entered the host for extraction.

- Copy that. Rex Mannion out.

God I love saying that.

- Okay, we are ready to go.

- Fantastic.

- Are you ready, Keith?

- I have a question.

- Of course, of course, of course.

- Why am I tied up?

- I, uh...

- Well, uh...

- Maybe we...

- It's because of that.

- Well, just to let you know,

I will be fine if you untie me.

- Of course, I am so sorry, Keith.

- So so sorry. It's very silly of us.

- You know, sometimes we just get ahead of ourselves.

You know what I mean?

- I get it. It's like this time I ate a pound of cheese.

You know.

Well, nothing like that at all, actually.

- I don't really understand the reference.

- Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, you know, I started with a corner.

I just kept going.

Before I knew it, pound of cheese, bam, done!

Ow!

- I'm so sorry.

That conversation was mind-numbingly stupid

and I had to change the subject.

- Stan, you've just received employee of the month.

- Yes! - Congratulations, yeah!

- Sorry to interrupt. What do I do now?

- That's very simple. All you have to do now is wait.

- Yeah, wait.

- Okay, so how does this all leave my body?

- That's simple as well. You just have to...

Have you ever passed a kidney stone?

- No, uh, but my dad did once.

- Hm.

- That seemed like no big deal.

- Great, we just need you to drink this

because we need you to have a full bladder.

- Sure thing.

- Great job, Keith.

Lunchtime. It's pizza day.

- That's our cue to go.

Just stay here and wait for a little bit.

It shouldn't take long at all.

- What, the extraction?

- Oh God, no, that's gonna take a while.

I'm talking about pizza. I'm a little bit of a glutton.

- See ya in a bit, Keith.

- Yeah, sure, I'd love a piece.

That'd be great. It'd be awesome.

Oh, what a day, ugh.

Five minutes slow. No wonder I'm late for everything.

Oh, I'm outta here.

- System check.

- Hull integrity is stable, sir.

- Vitals appear to be stable, sir.

- Great. Let's go find that shark.

- Launching internal sonar, sir.

- Do it.

- What was that?

Was that the shark?

- No way.

No matter how fierce that shark is,

there's no way he could have caused

that kind of disturbance.

- Then what else could it have possibly been?

- Wait a second. I think I know.

- I gotta eat something.

- Hey, Keith, hey, Keith.

We felt a little rude going to get pizza

without you, so we brought you back a slice.

- Hold up, he left?

- Looks that way.

- You know what that means.

- Yeah, we're gonna get it.

- Yeah, that too, but in the meantime,

we get to split his slice of pizza since he's not here.

- I gotta get something to eat.

- I can't believe he just left.

- So weird.

- He's a weird dude, though.

- Very true.

- Good, now we gotta figure out where he went

and why he wanted to leave.

Go.

- Cow tipping.

- Hello, sir.

- Hi.

- How may I help you?

- Oh, I...

Hm.

What do you got?

- Well, sir, what we carry

is clearly marked on the sign below.

- Oh of course.

Ha, yeah, okay.

Good point, yeah.

All right, so no food then?

- No, sir, this establishment does not serve food

at this particular time.

- Okay then. All right, that's fair.

That's fair, so...

That being said,

I think I

will

have a

lemonade.

- All righty, sir.

- Okay.

You, uh, you want a hand with uh?

- No, sir. Please step away.

- Got quite the sweet tooth.

Just a pinch in there, yeah.

All right.

- And there you are, sir!

- Okay, so that's it then?

- Oh, well, there is the matter of payment.

- Oh, okay. How much?

- Again, sir, if I can direct you to the sign below.

That'll be $20.

- 20, $20?

How do you figure?

- One, sir, you've just witnessed

the craftsmanship of this amazing product.

And, two, simple supply and demand.

- Supply and demand?

- Yes, sir.

As you can tell, today is a balmy 35 degrees celsius.

That's not even including the humidity.

And, there's not a corner store nor another lemonade stand

in a two-kilometer radius.

- Okay, but, what, what is stopping me

from going to your neighbors

and asking them for a pop or a glass of water?

- This is not a friendly neighborhood, sir.

They won't even support a local kid selling lemonade.

- Do your parents know you're doing this?

- My dad's a lawyer, and my mom speaks to a lot of managers.

Now the $20.

- There.

Mwa!

- Okay, team, what is our current location.

- Sir, we are currently traversing the axilla region.

- Let's be careful. This is a very sensitive region.

We don't wanna cause too much of a disturbance.

- Copy that.

- Let's be careful. This is a very sensitive region.

We don't wanna cause too much of a disturbance.

- Roger.

- I've had the weirdest day ever.

- Whoa.

Dammit, I said to be careful.

- Sorry, sir.

Hopefully we don't experience

too much turbulence as a result.

- What the?

Oh, what the heck is going on here?

Ugh, I gotta get home.

- Well, mm.

Hm.

- That didn't help.

- Monroe, report.

- It looks like whatever the commotion was has subsided.

- Rex?

- Yes, Captain Erin?

- It appears our target knows that we're here.

- How can you tell?

Is that even possible?

- I wouldn't have thought so.

- That's so weird.

- He's planning something.

- Are you certain?

- I know that look all too well.

- How so?

- It's the exact same look my four-year-old gives me

just before he throws something at me.

- Dear God, no.

- What do we do?

- The same thing I do with my four-year-old.

- Which is?

- Wait.

- Wait for what?

- Wait for all hell to break loose, Captain Erin.

Hell.

- Yeah.

- If he doesn't make a move in 20 seconds, we make the move.

- What will we do?

- Monroe?

- Yes, Rex?

- Brace yourself.

We're going to take the shark on by ramming it.

- Do you think that's a wise thing to do?

- I most certainly do.

Captain Erin?

- Yes, sir?

- Full speed ahead.

- You got it, sir.

Are you kidding me?

- It can't be.

- Is it really going to ram us?

- I've never lost a game of chicken.

I don't intend to start losing today.

Captain Erin?

- Yes, sir.

- Faster.

- Diverting all power to the engines, sir.

We're at max speed.

- Perfect.

- Monroe, do you think this is funny?

I'm sorry, sir. It's a nervous laugh.

- As you were then.

Captain Erin, status report.

Did we get it?

- Oh.

Not a scratch on it, sir.

I don't know how.

- The concentrated density of the shark's skin when shrunk

probably made it impervious to puncture.

- That makes perfect scientific sense, sir.

- I know, sometimes my scientism comes through.

- Rex, it appears that the hull has been breached!

- What? How!

- Again, the molecular density of the shark's skin

increased when it was shrunk down.

- But wouldn't the submarine have had the same benefit?

- Due to budget cuts,

the sub had a much thinner hull to begin with.

Much thinner than the hide of a shark.

The stronger, denser material won.

- Very sciency, sir.

- Well I hope my sciency nature has put your minds at ease.

- Swoon.

- We still have to deal with the damaged hull.

- Monroe?

- Yes, sir.

- Get the extraction suit on.

- Why? The shark is gone.

- Monroe, you're going to need to fix the hull.

- Aye, sir.

- Ow.

Ow, ah.

Ah, ah.

Ah.

Ow!

- Rex?

- Yes, Monroe?

- I'm entering the torpedo chamber momentarily

and ready to exit the submarine, sir.

- Fantastic.

Captain Erin.

- Firing the torpedo bay, sir.

- Torpedo? Wait, what?

- We prepared Monroe for the torpedo chamber.

- Why the heck did we do that?

- She needed to exit the vessel, sir.

- We have a compression chamber. Why not use that?

- I'm sorry. We have a what now?

- Oh God.

- This is a bad idea.

No!

No!

No!

- She died a hero.

- Yes, sir.

- What's the status of the hull, Captain Erin?

- Interesting turn of events, sir.

- You don't say.

- The mucus kickback from the sneeze seems to have

covered the submarine in a semipermeable membrane.

- Can you dumb it down a little?

- Gross goo

cover sub.

Sub batter.

- That, that may have been a little too dumbed down.

I mean, I get it, but come on.

Captain Erin.

- Oh, s-sorry, sir. Little too slow.

Won't happen again.

- That's good.

This is now a mission of revenge.

We don't need any more stupidity.

- Agreed.

Keith, we know you're in there.

You have an expensive piece of government property

inside you, and we wanna get it out.

- Um.

No thank you.

Well, we tried.

No, wait!

Hold on a second. Nice try, Keith.

We're going to give you to the count of 35

to give yourself up.

- That's a weird number.

We're trying something new.

- Okay, just a sec.

- These hotdogs are turning out real nice.

- Honey, how are things coming along?

- Fabulous, baby.

These red hots'll make you wanna renew our vows.

- Sounds great. Can't wait.

- Whoa, hold up there, Chief.

These red hots are off limits.

- What, red hots?

- Yeah, these golden rockets, bro.

As the French say, ne touche pas.

Did you say something?

- No. I mean, yes, but not to you, baby.

Who are you talking to?

- Some dude, he's trying to get all up in our red hots.

What is wrong with people these days?

A lot.

- No, I'm not here for the red hots.

I'm just passing through.

- Sorry, what did he say?

- He's trying to deflect.

He says he doesn't wanna anything to do with these red hots.

- But they're delicious.

- I know that. You know that.

Pretty sure this guy knows that.

- No. No, I'm just passing through.

What's going on now?

- He says he's just passing through.

- And he says he doesn't want any red hots?

What's the matter with him? Is he on something?

- I think he, I think he might be.

- I'll be on my way.

- Whoa, you're not going anywhere, pal.

You gotta try a red hot first.

- What is happening now?

- I can't let the man leave without him trying a red hot.

- Well he can't have any of mine.

- I'll give him one of mine then.

Look, sit.

Get me one of my IPAs.

All right.

All right.

Go on, give it a try then.

- Did he like it?

- He didn't try them yet.

Let me know what you think, my dude.

I think he likes it.

So he's not crazy then?

- It appears not, baby. It appears not.

Would you like another one, my dude?

Rex?

- Yes, Captain Erin.

- It looks like this vessel is equipped with an EMP weapon.

- What's an EMP?

- I don't know. I've heard they're pretty cool, though.

- Cool in a weapony kinda way?

- From what I've heard.

- Well, let's fire it up.

- All right, right away, sir.

Ready to fire the EMP.

- Fire.

- Huh, I think this guy mighta broken

some kinda record, baby.

- Did he eat any of mine?

I told you not to let that happen.

- It was all happening so fast.

It was hard for me to keep track.

Listen, I'll pop over to the Gorge 'N Save,

and I'll pick up some more.

- Well I hope it was worth it.

- Oh, yes, ma'am.

- Dude, are you okay?

- Actually, I, I'm not too sure.

Did you say something?

- That wasn't me.

- Well that didn't sound too good.

- No, you want some ginger ale or something?

- He can't have any of mine.

- Dammit, the man is in pain!

Actually, think I'll get going.

What did you say?

- Nothing. The dude is crop dusting.

- You going to get some more red hots?

- Yeah. Anywhere is better than here.

- Status report, Captain Erin.

- It looks as though the EMP had no effect whatsoever.

- Worth a try.

Looked cool, though.

- It did, however, have a negative effect on the host.

- Oh, that's not good at all.

- No, sir, we've gotta get that shark.

- Agreed.

How much oxygen do we currently have?

- I wouldn't worry too much about that, sir.

- So why the rush?

- The molecular integrity of this submarine

is becoming unstable.

We've gotta find that shark and get to the extraction point,

or else we're gonna become full size

while we're in the host's body.

- That would be gross, Captain.

- Gag me with a wooden spoon kinda gross.

- Where's the shark now?

- Not too far away actually.

Looks like he's at the kidney.

If we start heading there immediately,

we should be able to pull this off.

- Then let's get to those kidneys.

- Aye, sir.

- Almost there.

- So what happens if he's not found?

- Then there's a real possibility that they'll grow

back to full size while still inside of him.

- Oh, that's gonna be really gross.

- You have no idea.

Yello.

It's Sheila at the front desk.

- Oh Sheila, she's so nice. What does she want?

- Hey, Sheila, what's up?

Uh-huh.

Keith?

- Keith?

- I thought you said Sheila.

- I did. Apparently, there's a Keith here to see us.

- Keith. I don't know any Keith.

- Says we don't know any Keith.

- Some people are so weird.

- Okay, so he says he's the janitor?

- We already have a janitor, remember?

- Yeah, the dude, what was his name?

- Um.

It was Kevin?

- No, no, that wasn't it.

Sorry, what was that?

Oh, I think you might be right.

She's asking if the name of the janitor was Keith.

- Hey, that's it.

I guess let her know we already have a janitor named Keith.

- He says...

No, I'm not slow. Why?

Ohhhhhhhh.

I see what you're saying.

This is the Keith that we already have.

- That's the Keith we're looking for!

- You know what?

That's definitely the Keith we're looking for. Send him up.

- What luck.

- You don't think I'm stupid, do you?

Paul, come on.

My mother used to always say,

if you can't say anything nice, don't say anything at all.

- Okay, how about you gesture how you feel?

- That would work.

- Hey, guys. Miss me?

Anyway, can we get this shark and submarine outta me?

- It appears we've cornered him, sir.

What's the plan?

- I think the only way to get him to the extraction point

is to lure him there, with live bait.

- Live bait? You mean one of us?

- It's the only way.

- So, how do we decide who goes out there

and who gets to stay in the submarine?

- There's only one way to decide this

that is both fair and just.

- Okay, you've got it, Rex. How?

- I'm thinking of a number between one and 1,000.

- Is it 47?

- Sorry, no.

- Fair. I'll go suit up.

- We only had one exposure suit,

but we do have a second helmet.

- So what do you want me to do?

- Do you have a bathing suit?

- I happen to be wearing one under my uniform just in case.

- Excellent! That will look great in the trailer.

- In the what now?

- Nothing, you're a good soldier. Don't die.

- Here, fishy, fishy, fishy, fishy.

- What's going on, Captain Erin?

- He just doesn't seem to be interested in me

right now, and I don't know why.

- Bizarre.

I wonder if he just doesn't know

that you're prey at this point.

- I'm gonna try yelling louder.

- Sure, do that.

- Hey, shark! You got a problem with me?

You wanna go?

- And?

- Still nothing.

- And you even asked him if he wanted to go.

I'm stumped.

- I think I got it.

- Go for it.

- What do you think of that, jerk?

Rex?

- Yes, Captain Erin?

That seemed to get his attention.

He's charging right at me.

- Excellent, then you get moving to the extraction point.

- Sir, I think it's gonna work.

- Don't get cocky, Captain Erin.

- I only wanna get to the bladder, sir.

That would be too far.

- Agreed.

Captain Erin, report.

- He's fast, sir.

I'm not sure I'm able to outrun him for much longer.

- You have to, Soldier. I believe in you.

- I just, I don't know if I can keep up this momentum.

I'm getting tired.

- Captain Erin, are you all right?

- I don't think I'm gonna make it

to the extraction point, sir.

I'm running outta energy. I don't think I'm gonna make it.

- You've got this.

No, Captain Erin, this is not goodbye. Do you understand?

- Rex!

- Captain Erin?

- It's been an honor to serve with you, sir.

- The honor is mine.

- Rex?

Yes?

- Can I ask you a question?

- Anything.

- That number?

Was it 257?

- It was.

- That was my first answer.

- Damn you.

- So, what's the plan?

- Well, we could shrink the sub to get...

- We are not doing that.

Now what is it with you and shrinking everything?

- I don't know.

I guess it's like when you burn ants as kids.

- Yeah, and?

- I guess I wanna make ants instead, you know?

- Listen, we gotta give the extraction crew

a chance to deliver here, okay?

- But I don't explode if they don't get there in time?

- Well, yeah.

- So what's the backup plan?

- Keith, I don't know how to tell you this, man,

but there is no backup plan.

- So what happens to me if they don't make it?

- Well, let's just pray that doesn't happen.

- All right, you microscopic son of a bitch.

You're mine.

Firing torpedoes.

What the heck?

Oh, you don't like that very much now, do you?

Okay, let's see.

Um.

This is where we are and

this is where, yeah, this is where I need you to go.

So all I have to do is fire this electrical cannon

in the opposite direction,

and that'll drive you straight to the extraction point.

With no time spare.

Take that.

Ha, too easy.

Not so fast, sharky poo.

- Oh, dear.

- What, what what what, what?

- The, the pain.

Okay, let's do this.

All right, remember to breathe.

- Good, good, you're doing great.

- You're doing great. We are so proud of you!

- Proud of me? You did this to me!

- It's, it's okay, Paul. He didn't mean it.

- Yes he did!

I know you're going through a lot of emotions right now,

but you gotta remember to breathe, okay?

Stan, we should probably, you know.

- Oh.

Yes.

According to my calculations, we have five minutes.

- You know what to do.

- Sure do. - All right.

- In a nutshell, basically what has to happen

is the team and the shark need to make it

to the extraction point in four minutes.

- Or what?

- Have you been paying attention?

They will revert to full size inside you.

- What's with all the drop sheets that are getting put down?

- Uh, Stan's gonna be doing some painting later on.

He just doesn't wanna make a mess.

- That makes sense. Does he need a hand?

- Hey, Stan?

Keith wants to know if you need a hand painting.

- Probably not.

- That's right, big boy. I got you running.

Oh, you think you're fast.

Not fast enough.

We can make it. We can make it.

Yah, mule!

- Not much longer now.

- I really don't feel too good.

- If my calculations are correct...

- Which they normally are.

- Paul? - What?

- Why would you say that?

- Because your calculations normally are.

- Yeah, but you're just gonna worry the poor soul.

What do you mean?

- Well, if my calculations are normally correct,

that means that sometimes they aren't correct.

- Well, one could assume that.

- Yeah, but it's not supportive.

- Okay.

- Imagine you're Keith.

- All right.

- If my calculations are incorrect this time,

he could explode at any moment now.

- Hey, wait a minute.

These plastic sheets.

Yes, Keith?

- You guys aren't doing any painting at all.

Heh.

- 15 seconds.

- Brace yourselves, gentlemen.

- I think I gotta pee.

- That's great news, Keith.

- We might just pull this off.

- 10 seconds.

- Oh.

- 10, nine,

eight, seven,

six, five,

four, three,

two.

That's a lotta for me.

- Congratulations.

You have a healthy submarine and a killer shark.

- I can't believe I peed that!

Mr. Prime Minister?

- Yes, Doctor. How's my son doing?

- Good.

- It was just a bathroom thing.