All language subtitles for Piranha Women (2022)

- Sit where you like, pal.

Whatcha drinking?

- Vodka rocks.
- Yeah.

* It's not the things
you want to be *

* I can feel you close to me

- Is this seat taken?

- I don't think so.

- What can I get
you to drink, miss?

- Please, allow me.

If it's okay with the lady,

I'd like to buy her a drink.

- That's very kind of you.

Classy.

What Chardonnay's do you have?

- Uh,

just one, miss.

- I'm sure
that'll be okay.

Thank you.

Thank you.

- Gary. Gary Roads.

- Well, Gary,

I'm Shawna.

Is this one of your hang outs?

- Actually, no.

I've never been here before.

- Me either.

I don't normally
frequent bars by myself.

I wouldn't be here, except,

I had a little car trouble.

- Car trouble, huh?

That's too bad.

What seems to be the problem?

- I'm not sure.

It's making some sort of ticking
noise and it won't start.

- Sounds like a dead battery.

- Yeah, that's what I figured.

I have a friend
coming to pick me up,

but I have to wait
till she gets off work.

You're not a mechanic
by any chance?

- No.

Actually, I'm here for a
meeting at the Sanspur Hotel.

- I know that place.

It's nice, but expensive.

- Yeah, and they
don't have a lounge.

So, I decided to check
out the local spots.

- Course.

You know, Antonio Bay
has a very nice beach.

Lots of cute
restaurants and bars.

Have you checked it out yet?

- No, but maybe tomorrow
after the meeting,

if I'm lucky.

You know, I was just
about to shove off,

but I can give you a
ride home if you want.

That way you don't have
to wait for your friend.

- I don't know, Gary.

- I'm harmless, look.

Commercial File
Storage Solutions.

- Well, I'm not sure
what that means.

But, it sounds very official.

Well,

okay.

Yeah, just let me
call my friend.

Tell her she doesn't
need to pick me up.

* I see you walking back to me

- All right.

Let's go. It's not that far.

* Just hoping maybe
you're the one *

- Morning.

- Morning babe.

Coffee?

- Maybe.

Why didn't you wake me?

I could've made you breakfast.

- You seemed to
be having trouble

falling asleep last night, Lex.

You didn't stop moving
around until about 3:00 a.m.

I didn't wanna disturb you.

- I'm feeling weaker every day.

- Something has to change.

Lexi, you can't
keep on like this.

- We both knew
this would happen.

And for what?

These treatments, they're
just prolonging things.

They're not fixing anything.

They're just killing me faster.

- I know.

Maybe it's time we
see a new doctor.

- Richard, the
diagnosis is what it is.

We both know that.

It's just a matter of how much
time do I really have left.

- Don't talk like that.

Lexi, people have
beaten this before.

- I won't.

I can't.

Unless...

- Unless what?

- Well, I was coming out
of Dr. Brandon's yesterday,

and I ran into this
girl name Allison.

And, she was
pulling her records.

She was leaving.

She found a better doctor.

Was a completely new
style of treatment,

and she said it was helping her.

She looked so alive.

So happy.

- Who is this guy?

Maybe we should check him out?

- I want to. I really do.

Just, it's not an approved
course of therapy.

It's something else.
Something experimental.

- Experimental.

I don't like the sound of that.

- It's a new thing the
government approved.

Their right to trial law.

Lets patients receive
unconventional treatments.

- Yeah, I've heard
about that Lexi,

but at what cost?

You'd be like some kind
of human guinea pig.

- I knew you'd say that.

- Lexi, it's just you...

- It's just what?

Could it really
hurt me to see him?

- Of course.

You're right.

Do you know how
to find this guy?

- I have an appointment
scheduled for later today.

- Okay.

But I wanna hear
everything he has to say

when I get home tonight.

Promise?
- Promise.

- Okay. All right, sweetheart.

I love you.

I'm running late. I gotta go.

- Have a good day baby.

- See you tonight?

Hey.

Good luck.

- Ooh!

What the hell do you think
happened to that guy?

- We're getting an autopsy
to figure this one out.

When is the examiner
gonna be here?

- Oh, they're at
least 20 minutes out.

- They way I figure it,

he went for a late night
swim and ran into a shark.

A big one.

- Would a shark leave
that much of him?

- Maybe he made it back to shore
before it finished him off.

- And he ran all the
back up here like that?

- I didn't say it
was the answer.

It's just the most
obvious choice.

I know.

A boat propeller.

A boat propeller would do that.

- Or a lawn mower.

Well, one thing's for damn sure,

we ain't gonna get
much outta this guy.

- Don't be so sure of that.

- Good morning, Richard.

Nice to see you in a
little early today.

That's how people get
ahead around here.

Punctuality and precision.

- Thank you, Mr. Willright.

Traffic was on my
side this morning.

- Good.

Now, about these reports
you turned in yesterday.

Frankly, they could be better.

- Better?

But, they're perfect.

I double checked them myself.

- Richard, Richard, Richard.

Yes, they are
perfect technically.

- Technically?
- Absolutely.

Without a doubt,

those are the most
technically accurate reports

I have ever seen.

But they're boring.

There's no life to them.

- They're not
suppose to be lively.

They're summarizing
the cost comparisons

of fiberglass trash dumpsters.

- Fact, but can you
really expect to sell

a fiberglass dumpster with a
lifeless summary like that?

I think not.

- All right. I'll
give it another shot.

- Don't bother.

These will do well enough,

but in the future maybe take
a page from Jeff's playbook,

and fuse a little energy
in there now and again.

- Jeff?

But he just copies all his
information from the internet.

- It's not the journey, Richard.

It's the destination.

And let's not be
petty about this.

- But, Mr.-

- If you put your mind to task,

I'm sure you might
get a promotion too.

- Wait. Jeff got a promotion?

- Yeah, just this morning.

And don't look so surprised.

I can't help it if he gets his
work done quicker than you.

- Oh, I can't believe this.

- Believe it.

And, think about what I said.

Energy Richard. Energy.

My man.

- Good
morning, Richard.

- Good morning, boss.

- Oh, so you heard?

Well, I'm not your boss yet.

- What are you
here to rub it in?

- Absolutely not. You
and I are friends.

I just came to see if you
wanted to get a drink tonight

to celebrate my promotion?

- Sorry, I can't.

- You're not sore, are you?

- No. I guess not.

It's Lexi.

- Ah. No good news then?

- No. No not really.

I don't know what to do.

I feel so helpless.

- I'm sorry, bud.

Maybe things will change.

It's happened before.

- Yeah, maybe.

She is seeing a new doctor
where this guy's trying

a new experimental treatment.

I don't like it,

but she wants to check it out.

- Well, can you blame her?

Look, if anything changes,

you let me know.

In the meantime,

I gotta go fire a few people.

- Jeff?

- Just kidding. Just kidding.

- Hello, Alexia.

I'm Dr. Sinclair.

Nice to meet you.

- It's nice to meet you.

- How're you feeling?

- Okay, I guess.

- This is progressing.

Now, as disheartening
as this may appear,

you're situation's
not that unusual.

I've seen this before.

Many times.

There's this sudden

finality about it.

Which is almost always the case
when you get to this stage.

- I know I'm clutching
at straws, Dr. Sinclair,

but I mean I've
run out of options.

What choice do I really have?

- Not much of a
choice, I'm afraid.

I'm seeing here
you're not married.

- No, but I wanna be.

I know that's unrealistic now.

- You may know this course of
treatment you're on right now

can only have one outcome.

- So, there's
nothing you can do?

You can't help me?

- I didn't say that.

Actually, you're the
perfect candidate

for my special course
of treatment, Alexia.

You met Allison right?

Believe it or not,

it wasn't even a month ago,

she was sitting right
here where you are now.

Same shape.

Today, she's almost
completely cured.

- Really? Cured?

Are you serious?

- Absolutely.

I know I can help you, Alexia.

The question is,

are you prepared to
take the next step?

It's a big one.

- Well, what do I have to do?

- Let me show you something.

Come with me.

It's this way.

I do realize it's
very warm in here,

but trust me.

It's absolutely
imperative to recreate

that tropical environment
for their survival.

- Wow.

Beautiful, aren't they?

- Yes.

And so many of them.

What are they?

- Pygocentrus, also
known as caribe.

You might know them
better as piranha.

- Piranhas?

- Yes. Piranha.

They may have a unwarranted
reputation for violence,

but they are
essential to my work.

- I don't think I understand.

- I didn't expect
that you would.

For years now,

researchers have been
studying the commonalities

between human and shark DNA.

So far, they've identified 154
genes that we have in common.

- Think I read about that.

- Right.

Researchers have been
studying the shark's ability

to repair it's own DNA.

They were hoping to create
medicines that can interrupt

the formations of
cancer cells in humans.

So far, it has not
been very fruitful but,

here,

I found a way to
accelerate the process

using this fresh water fish.

- So, you're using these
fish to treat your patients?

- Not the whole fish.

Just a tiny strand
of their DNA using

a DNA binding agent, mitomycin.

It's all a little
complicated but,

it works.

What do you say?

We can start right
now if you want to.

- I don't know. This is
all really over my head.

- Clock is ticking, Alexia.

Time is not your friend.

It's just one small injection.

One tiny little injection.

- Just a shot?

- Yes. Like a flu shot.

Think about it.

Everything you
wanted in your life.

The husband you want.

The whole life you wanted
is right here before you.

All you have to do is reach out

and grab it.

- In for a penny, in
for a pound right?

- Yes.

Yes.

So, now let's talk about
those special rules.

Then we can start you
off on your first shot.

- Yes, sir.

Well, as soon as
I have something,

I will definitely
share it with you.

- Who was that?

- Chief Kelly.

- Morro Bay Chief Kelly?

- He has two more
victims with the same MO.

- Two?

- Two healthy young males,
same kind of wounds.

- Did he tell you
what killed them?

- No. That's what he
wants us to tell him.

Did you need something?

- Oh, I got that postmortem
report you were looking for.

- Great. Hoping to
have something to
keep me awake tonight.

You read this?

- No. Not yet.

- As expected, the victims
lungs are filled with water.

But it's chlorinated water.

- Chlorinated water like
from a swimming pool?

- Or a spa.

Fingerprints ID the
victim as one Gary Handly,

out-of-towner from Scranton.

Took a room at the Sanspur
Hotel on Antonio Bay.

He booked a conference room
for a meeting in the morning,

but he never showed up.

- Obviously.
- Obviously.

Night clerk says they saw
Mr. Handly exit the building

early yesterday evening,

but he never came back.

At least not via the main lobby.

- I just don't get it.

- That's why they're
called mysteries.

- What the hell is this?

- Sharp, tiny, little teeth.

- Richard.

- Hey.

I was just calling
to see how things

are going for you today.

Are you okay?

- Yes, I'm all right.

- Did you see the new doctor?

- Yeah, I saw him.

- Lexi, are you sure
you're all right?

- Yeah, I'm fine.

I was just laying down.

- Okay. I'm sorry.

Well, we could talk later.

- Richard, the doctor
gave me a prescription

to help me sleep.

He says I need to get stronger
in order to be treated.

- I totally agree.

- Good.

I'm supposed to take
it at 6:00 p.m.,

and I shouldn't be disturbed.

- Whatever you need, babe.

- Thanks.

Would you mind getting
dinner on your own tonight?

Give me the evening to myself?

- Sure, Lexi. I can do that.

Jeff wants to celebrate
his new promotion anyway.

I'll just go have
dinner with him.

- You're a doll.

I'll see you in the morning.

Try not to wake me
when you come in.

- Okay, baby.

Get some rest.

- Hey, Richard.

Here's the pocket guide for
Ref U. Spin Transporters.

Mr. Willright said you
wanted to borrow it.

- You sure you can spare it?

- Of course. I get all my
information off the internet.

- Yeah, I know.

Thanks. I won't
need it for long.

- Hey, take your time.

I never use it.

- Oh, Jeff.

About that drink tonight?

- Change your mind?

- Lexi changed it for me.

- Ooh. Everything okay?

- I guess so.

She went to see that new
doctor and he gave her

a prescription for sleeping.

So, she asked me to
fend for myself tonight.

- Perfect.

We'll grab a bite, head
over to the Bayside bar.

I'm buying.

- You don't have to do that.

- Hey, I can afford it.

I just got a big raise.

- Lucky you.

Okay.

Sounds like a plan.

- Don't look so down, pal.

Maybe this new doctor is the
answer to all your prayers.

You never know.

- Yeah.

You never know.

- Is this the coolest bar on
the coast highway or what?

- Jeff, it's a dive.

Certified, card
carrying dive, man.

- I know. It's great, isn't it?

- I'm just glad we had
dinner before we got here.

- Don't be so picky.

Besides, every week night at
the Bayside is free taco night.

- Oh, great.

- What'll ya have, gents?
- Scotch and soda.

- Same here.

- How original. I love it.

- I'll tell you something
right now though,

the night you wanna come
here is Saturday night.

- Why's that?

- It's a total babe marathon.

All the young girls who have
been out at the beach all day,

they wander in half loaded.

One cocktail away
from party town.

- Party town?

- Yeah, but tonight's not
to bad for a week night.

- Must be the free tacos.

- Hey, boys.

- Well, hello.

- Hi, I'm Allison.

- Allison?

- That's right.

Don't I look like
an Allison to you?

- Of course. Sorry.

I was thinking of
something else.

- Something fun, I hope.

- It's a nice name.

I'm sorry if I seemed rude.

- Don't worry about it.

Do you guys mind if I
grab your hot stuff?

- Hot stuff?

- For the tacos.

Unless, of course, you
have an order on the way.

- Oh, no.

We didn't.

Help yourself.

- Thanks.

I like it spicy.

If you guys do decide
to place an order,

I'll bring it right back.

Just whistle.

- Did you pick up on that?

- Yeah.

Yeah, I did.

Is that girl a hooker?

- Don't be silly.

She's probably an x-ray
technician or something.

- Yeah.
- But I better find out.

- Wait. Wait.

Jeff, what about me?

- She's got a friend.

- Come on, Jeff. You
know I can't do that.

- Just keep my seat
warm for me, will ya?

- Jeff.

Thanks.

- Be a doll and make
yourself at home

while I go get comfortable?

- Sure. No problem.

Is the heat turned up in here?

- I do like to keep it warm.

I'm more of a clothing
optional kind of girl.

Plus the ocean breeze

gets a little chilly at night.

Do you mind?

- Hey, it's your house.

- I'll be right back.

- Ooh!

- Jeffrey. What happened to you?

- Hey, sorry I ran out on you.

It was an offer I
couldn't refuse.

- I'll bet.

- I just wanna tell
you not to wait for me.

- I'm already on my way home.

- Oh, sorry about all of this.

Didn't mean to
leave you hanging.

- Let me guess. You're
tied up for the evening?

- Not yet, but
the night's still young.

- Have fun, Jeff.

- Jeff.

- Look, I gotta go.

Nature calls.

Hey.

- I didn't mean to
keep you waiting,

but I need a hot shower
at the end of a long day.

- You should've tried the spa.

It's hot enough to cook in.

- That's funny.

It's also how I like
to start my nights too.

Do you wanna see something
that you've never seen before?

- Sure. You have my whole
undivided attention.

- Good.

You wouldn't want to miss this.

- Oh.

- Morning!

- Hey!

You're up early.

- I know, I got plenty
of sleep last night.

- Good, good.

I know how much you needed it.

What are you doing?

- Making you breakfast.

Scrambled eggs.

- Wow. I didn't expect that.

- Well, you deserve it.

Sorry about last night, but,
you know, doctor's orders.

- It's okay. I didn't mind.

How you feeling today?

You look better.

- Thanks. I mean, I
feel pretty damn good.

Better than I have in months.

I think it's the new
treatment I started yesterday.

No radiation, really.
Nothing at all.

- You started it already?

I thought we were
gonna talk about this.

- I really didn't see
any reason to wait.

Are you mad?

- No. It's just-

- Richard, you don't
seem very happy

that I'm feeling better.

Why?

- Of course I'm happy, Lexi.

I want what's best for you.

So, what, no side effects?

- Unless you consider
feeling great a side effect.

- Okay, good.

Good. I just wish we had a
chance to discuss it first.

You never know
about these things.

Do you want to talk about it?

- I'm sorry, but there are
some really strict rules

about this program,
and not talking

about it to outsiders
is one of them.

- Outsiders.

Are you serious?

Not talking about it?

What is it? Some kind of cult?

- Don't be silly.

You just wouldn't
understand, that's all.

- Try me.

- Sausage?

- Sure.

Lex, is the heat on in here?

- Yeah, I was super
cold last night

so I turned it up
before I went to bed.

- Well, it's warm enough in
here to make the breakfast.

I'm gonna turn it down a little.

- Richard, don't.

I'm still freezing.

If you don't mind.

- All right, I'm
gonna take a shower.

- Okay, but make it quick.

Breakfast will be
ready in a few.

- Hello?

- Richard? Wheelwright.

- Yes, Mr. Wheelwright.

- Look, I'm in Jeff's
office, and he's not here.

Do you know where he is?

- No, sir. I haven't seen
him since last night.

- Last night?

- Yeah. We went out to
celebrate his new promotion.

Had a couple drinks, you know.

- He's not hung over
somewhere, is he?

- I really don't know.
Did you try his cell?

- Of course. No answer.

- Well, that's too bad.
I'm sure he'll be in soon.

- Too bad is right.

It was just like you said.

- Sir?

- Everything in his last
report was plagiarized

right off the internet.

- Oh.

- Listen, if you see him,

tell him I'm giving
his promotion to you.

- I will.

Does it come with his raise?

- Damn straight.

- Yeah.

Wait, you want me
to come where? Why?

Okay, I'll be right down.

Great.

Just what I needed.

- This is Richard James.

- Have a seat, Mr. James.

- I'm sure there must be
some kind of mistake here.

- You have a friend named Jeff?

- Jeff.

Yeah.

Jeff. He works in
the office with me.

Why, what's wrong?

Is he missing or something?

- He's dead.

- Dead?

Oh my God.

How?

- Well, that's
where you come in.

When's the last
time you saw him?

- Last night.

He got a promotion
at work yesterday.

We went out to celebrate.

- You call this a celebration?

- What are you trying to say?

That I did that?
That I killed him?

- He got the promotion
that you wanted.

The one that you felt
like you deserved.

- Well, yeah. How
did you know that?

- Did you two argue?

- No. No, of course not.

- We spoke to your
boss this morning,

and when your buddy didn't
show up to work today,

he gave that promotion to you.

- So, what? Is that
supposed to prove something?

- Maybe.

What happened when you two
friends went out last night?

- We had dinner and then a
drink at the Bayside Bar.

Jeff met this girl, Allison.

She was eating tacos.

- Tacos.

- Every weeknight is free
taco night at the Bayside.

She borrowed our hot sauce.

Jeff met this girl
and they took off.

I went home and
slept on the couch.

- You slept on the couch.

- My girlfriend's been sick.

I didn't wanna wake her.

- So she didn't see
you until the morning.

- Well, there goes your alibi.

- You people are crazy.

I don't need an alibi.
I didn't do anything.

I want a lawyer.

- You don't need one.

I mean, not yet.

Give me a call if you
decide to confess.

- You think he did it?

- No.

But if he did, he's the
most vicious serial killer

I've ever heard of.

Worth keeping an eye on him.

- Richard, where have you been?

It's almost 1:30.

- I've been at the
police station.

- Police station?

Is that what that call
was about this morning?

- Yeah.

And thanks for throwing
me under the bus.

- But I...

How was I supposed to know
you were wanted by the police?

- I have to go home now.

- Are you in some
kind of trouble?

- Not yet, but I need
to go check on Lexi.

I need to make sure we
have our story straight.

- Richard, you keep walking
off the job like that,

I'm gonna have to hand that
promotion back to Jeffrey.

- Good luck with that
'cause he's dead.

- Did you say dead?
- Dead.

- And the police
think you did it?

- They didn't say as much,

but I know what
they were thinking.

Now I have to go check out Lexi.

Make sure we're
on the same page.

- Okay.

Okay, take all
the time you need,

just be calm, okay?

There's no need to get angry.

- Jeez. Thanks, Wheelright.

And don't worry,

I haven't killed anyone
in at least 24 hours.

Lexi, you home?

Lex.

- Richard,
I am truly sorry

things have been kind
of rough for us lately,

but I feel like we've done
everything we can do together,

and now it's time to
go our separate ways.

- What the hell?

- I've decided to
move into a group home

with the other girls
in the program,

as the doctor feels
it is for my own good.

I know you wouldn't approve

and would try to
talk me out of it,

so I've taken the steps to
remove myself from the house.

Please know that I love you,

and maybe you'll find happiness
with someone else soon.

Please don't look for me.

Lex.

- What the hell is happening?

Jeff's dead, I'm the number
one suspect, and now this shit?

- So these things are
completely normal.

But I sincerely appreciate
your concern, Mr. James,

as I'm sure Alexia does to.

But I show you, you have
nothing to worry about.

She's in great hands, actually.

- With all due respect,

I'd like to hear
that from her myself.

- I'm afraid that
will not be possible.

I can't release the
private information

for any of my patients.

I'm sure you're aware of that.

Alexia has made, what she
believes, is the best choice

for the sake of
her own wellbeing.

I don't understand why
you can't accept that,

and be happy for her.

- It's just so sudden.

One day she comes to see
you, the next day she's gone.

- Don't you understand
it's for her own good?

I wholeheartedly
agree with her choice

to join that group home.

It's filled with
people like her.

People who are experiencing
the same exact situation.

It's a very nurturing place.

What could be better?

- I just want to talk to her.

- I understand. I understand.

I don't blame you.

If she changes her mind, I'm
sure she's gonna contact you.

In the meantime,
be happy for her.

She's healing.

- I am happy.

Dr. Sinclair,

you're wanted in
aquatherapy, stat.

- Story of my life.

Thank you for coming.
I'll talk you later.

I'm afraid it's time for
you to leave now, Mr. James.

- What is this?

- It's an aquarium.

- What kind of aquarium?

- Tropical fish.

- What if any of
these get loose?

- They can be
killed very quickly.

- Killed?

How?

- By introducing ethylene
glycol into the water system.

- Ethylene glycol?

- Yes. Radiator coolant,
like in your car.

- Why is it so hot in here?

- They're tropical fish.

They need a warm
environment to survive,

otherwise they will die.

Now, if you don't
mind, I'm very busy.

We can catch up later.
If you don't mind.

- All right.

But you haven't heard
the last of this.

- You know, I think
he really means that.

- Hey, pal. Sit
wherever you like.

Scotch and soda, right?

- Yeah. Yeah, that's right.

Do you remember me?

- I'm good with faces.

- Do you remember
my friend here?

- Am I supposed to?

- Think hard. He was
here with me last night.

- I lied, okay? I'm really
not that good with faces.

- He, he left with
this girl, Allison.

She was eating tacos.

She asked to borrow
our hot sauce.

- You're kidding, right?

- Hey, could
I get a drink down here?

- I didn't expect to see
you back again so soon.

You're becoming a regular.

- Hey, I remember you.

You were here last night with
that girl, right? Allison?

- Hey, you're pretty sharp.

And you were with
that other guy-

- Jeff.
- Jeff, yeah.

Not my type.

Seemed like a nice guy though.

So, you all by yourself tonight?

- So far.

- Good looking guy, like you?

I figured you as a
steady girlfriend type.

- Yeah. Yeah, I was.

But that's all over now.

- Mm, too bad.

And here you are out
on the town all alone.

- I'm not alone.

I have you.

- You're funny.

I like that in a guy.

Shows a certain level
of intelligence.

- What happened to Jeff?

- I'm not sure what you mean.

- He's dead.

- That's terrible.

All I know is he
left with my friend.

I guess that's why he
didn't call her back.

I just figured he was
some sort of jerk.

- I've gotta hit the head.

I'll be right back.

You've reached the office

of Detective Shane
Antonio, Bay Police.

If this is an emergency,
please dial 9-1-1.

Otherwise, leave a message.

- Detective Shane,
this is Richard James.

I just connected
with one of the girls

Jeff and I saw last night.

I'm sure she has something
to do with Jeff's killing.

If you get this message,
head down to the Bayside Bar.

I'm going to try to keep
her here as long as I can.

Hurry or you're going
to screw this up.

- Ooh.

Well, here's to the most
beautiful girl in the room.

- Very sweet of you, Richard.

- How'd you know my name?

- You'd be surprised at
all the things I know.

- Probably not.

- Yeah, probably not.

- Where am I?

So,

where am I?

- This is my pad. You like it?

- You kidnapped me.

- Now that's gratitude.

You get drunk, make
a fool of yourself.

I let you sleep it off here,
and that's how you thank me?

- I didn't drink too
much. I was drugged.

- Call it what you want.

Drunk, drugged.

It's all the same to me.

Look at
yourself. You're a sight.

- I could say the
same thing about you.

- You're a funny guy, Richard

- What did you do to Jeff?

- Jeff met with foul play, as
they say in the TV cop shows.

You would've, too, if it
hadn't been for Alexia.

- Oh my God.

You're the Allison that steered
Lexi to that weird doctor.

I should have known.

- I saved your sweetie's life.

You could be a
little more grateful.

- Where is she?

- She doesn't wanna
see you anymore.

She doesn't wanna see anyone.

I thought she made
that clear to you.

- You people have done
something with her.

Tell me where she is,
or I swear to God-

- Please.

If it weren't for Lexi,
you'd be dead already,

so cut it with
the empty threats.

Richard, for Lexi's sake,

I'm giving you one more
chance to leave town.

I suggest you take it.

Now, leave and don't come back.

- Dude, you just
can't go in there.

- I just need a
minute of his time.

You're public
servants, aren't you?

- Yeah, but he's
not gonna like it.

- He doesn't have to.

I need to talk to you.

- I tried to stop him.

- It's okay.

I got your message.
I went to the bar.

They told me you were
dragged out in a dead drunk.

- No, I wasn't
drunk, I was drugged.

- Drugged? Still
have your watch?

- Yes.

- Your wallet?

Your keys? Your money?

You wanna file a complaint?

- No. I want you to help me
find my girlfriend, Lexi.

She's being held somewhere
against her will.

- That's a pretty bold claim.

- Well, it's true.

She's been missing
for two days now.

They warned me to
stop looking for her

or they're going to kill me.

- Let's go back
to the beginning.

Who's gonna kill you?

- Those girls, okay?

They murdered Jeff and
who knows how many others?

- The girls at the
bar killed Jeff?

- Yes.

- The ones who ate the tacos
and borrowed your hot sauce?

They ripped your friend apart?

- Okay.

I know it sounds crazy,
but they've been injected

with fish DNA as part of some
weird medical experiment.

They have to stay warm,
and they need to kill.

- Fish DNA?

- They're goddamn piranha women!

- Why don't you come
back when you sober up?

- Look, use your Stingray
Cell Site Simulator.

I know you have one.

Here.

Here's Lexi's phone number.

Track her phone.

- Oh, I'll track it.

Piranha women.

Sorry, pal.

No soap.

- You couldn't track her phone?

- Oh, we tracked it.

But it's a group home
for recovering patients.

Is your girlfriend
staying there?

'Cause we can't just go
bust into a place like that.

Those people have rights.

- Just forget it.

I knew you wouldn't believe me.

- Stay away from that place.

There's sick people there.

- Now what are we gonna do?

- Give him an hour.

Then we track his phone.

- So glad you decided not to
take our advice and leave town.

I didn't get a chance
to say goodbye.

- Back off fish face.

I'm going to find Lexi,
and bring her home

- A neat trick.

If you can do it.

- Who's gonna stop
me, sweetheart? You?

- We tried to spare
you for Lexi's sake.

You're just not as smart
as we thought you were.

- We'll see about that.

And you take one
more step toward me,

I'm going to rearrange
your flippers.

You know, I was just
kidding about that, right?

What the fuck?

- What if
any of these get loose?

- They can be
killed very quickly.

- Killed? How?

- By introducing
ethylene glycol

into the water system.

- Ethylene glycol?

- Yes.

Radiator coolant,
like in your car.

- Holy shit.

It's a goddamn
piranha hot tub party.

Let's cool things off a little.

No, let's cool things off a lot.

Yeah, that'll do it.

- What's going on here?

- It's that girl, Allison.

She tried to kill me.

- You wanna try and help her?

- No, I'm good.

I gotta find Lexi.

Lexi?

- Richard.

- Are you okay?
- Yes.

- Okay, come on.

Let's get you outta here.

Come on!

What are you doing?

Lexi!

Lexi!

Lexi!

Oh my God!

What the fuck?

- Is there anything else
you want to tell me?

Let's get outta here.

- So, you see, you are
exactly the type of case

I've been looking for.

And I assure you, in
a few short weeks,

you are going to see
changes in yourself

you never dreamed possible.

I dare say,

you might not even
recognize yourself.