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It started as a tropical disturbance, but in the last 24 hours, Henry has

a Category 2 hurricane. This is from the 11 a .m. advisory from the National

Hurricane Center. The new track has Annieville right in the crosshairs of

Again, this is expected to be a major Category 5 hurricane. Henry only looks

like a buzzsaw and satellite as it beelines right toward our coast. It

storm making landfall near Annieville. This storm is nothing to mess around

with.

This is the harbor master out of Beaufort Weather Tower.

The National Hurricane Center has issued hurricane and storm surge warnings for

this area. I repeat, hurricane and storm surge warnings have been issued for

this area.

Winds of up to 150 knots to 60 feet and a 15 to 20 foot storm surge are to be

expected. Severe weather threats ramping up throughout the day today.

Save our planet.

The only one with Jordan.

How's it going?

Yeah, yeah, good.

So, uh, today I was thinking something healthy.

Like a burger.

It still comes with tomato, right?

Mm -hmm. Yeah, no rush. Just send it over soon.

Clothing?

Now?

What?

I mean, it's just a little bit of... Brain.

Yeah, the grocery stores are still open, huh?

I guess I could just...

Yeah, I guess I could just walk.

Yeah, all right. Stay safe.

Mm -hmm. You too. Bye.

Not since your mom passed.

It's the aqualungs, baby.

This rain won't let up.

Three more days of this.

And school.

I don't want to think about it. Well, at least we're going to get fed every day.

Okay, Will, you're up. Hold on. Quick gator and snake check.

Safety first.

All right.

We're good.

Bombs away.

y 'all think you're doing? Get on down from up there, you little bastards.

Don't you know that there's snakes in these swamps?

Dee was on the lookout, Mr. Olsen.

Oh, Dee was on the lookout. What's she gonna be doing?

Spotting cottonmouths from way up there? Who do you think's picking up the

goddamn doctor's belt?

I'll tell you who.

Billy Olsen right here.

Yeah, like you would ever take if you're a doctor.

What'd you say?

What'd you say?

Nothing. That's right. Get your ass in the truck right now.

overtime all right bob see you later drive safe yeah you too

Pregnant fiance to become what? A professional poker player?

And a DJ.

After he asked you to move a thousand miles to his town, I knew it. I knew it

the moment I laid eyes on that no -good son of a bitch.

Can we just not talk about him? Honey, did you give it any more thought?

What? You know, the birth, like doing it in the tub, in the water, like your

sister did. Mom.

It'll still be in a hospital.

Yes, yes, it will.

202 in a big comfy bed with my perfectly curated birth playlist.

Wait, why haven't you left town yet?

They said the storm's going to be really big. They made us come into work today.

It wasn't my choice, but I'm leaving now. How are you going to do that? They

said they just closed the interstate because of flooding.

Wait, what?

They just closed the interstate.

Honey, you got to get to higher ground.

How bad is it out there?

Pretty bad.

Every first stop of Bermuda is boating north to get away from this storm.

Must be a big one.

Oh, yeah, that's coming in fast, too.

Hey, did you get everyone tagged?

Not even close.

Too many of them seem to be coming in with a storm.

What do you mean, too many of them?

The bull sharks spotted at least six of them before I had to get out of there.

They must be seeking shelter in freshwater estuaries. Dr. Edwards?

Greg. Hey.

Oh, thanks for the heads up. Of course.

How bad is it?

Yeah. If never considered Hurricane Henry.

Henry.

What do you call it?

Uh, Ted Bundy?

Oh, I've got to get hold of your knees.

Good idea.

Hey. You okay?

Yeah, I was just, um... What's up?

Well, I was just calling to make sure you have some way of leaving town.

If not, I could come pick you up in a bit.

Thanks, but no need. I'm staying.

They're saying it could be a Category 5, and it could land right on top of any

building, which means that the house might come down on you, or you could be

swimming inside of your own bedroom.

Yeah, I don't know. That sounds kind of fun.

Look, you said it yourself.

Could or might.

It's what they always say, and then everything turns out to be completely

The house is safe.

And so am I.

Look, I know you're hurting Dakota.

I miss your mother every day.

But hiding in that house isn't going to make the hurt go away.

You know, you're really sick of this parenting stuff.

What can I say? I'm new at it.

Yeah, I know.

Well, I'll be there as soon as I can, okay?

It'll only take a couple of hours.

Deal?

Deal.

You kids even listen to me? No? Because I'm telling you, in fact, I swear to

God, if you pull any of that shit again, I'll send you straight back to foster

care.

Goddamn little shit. You don't know your ass is from a hole in the ground.

Law enforcement in Annieville have issued a mandatory evacuation, telling

residents they must leave their homes as the storm surge is expected to hit

shores within the next hour. Lots of folks taking off, Mr. Olsen. Also

at this hour... Are we heading out too?

Bullshit, and we are.

Ain't nothing but a little bit of weather.

A little bit of wind and rain and all these jokers dumping a log in their

panties running for the hills.

Listen!

I said, Brooke, is your mother speaking for you?

Get your finger out of my face!

Girls, out the room! All of you, out of the room!

You're eating my face!

Look at the radar of Hurricane Henry just one

hour ago. It's a Category 2. And then it hits record warm waters off the coast,

and boom.

It becomes a category five.

Two swimmers were attacked on Myrtle Beach this morning by what onlookers say

was a large shark.

I'm going to get you, Mommy.

That's my girl.

Let me show you.

See?

It's stable.

Much easier to hit.

One more time.

You try. Okay.

Try your dad.

Oh, boy.

Oh, my.

Yes.

You're amazing.

What if the window's bright?

Reinforced glass.

All right. I installed them bad boys myself.

That, the waterproof iron, and the generator.

Put your goddamn word.

It's coming down out there.

You know, I caught them little bastards up by the creek swimming with damn

snakes. Swear to God, they do not have the scent they were born with.

Do not know why I bother.

Oh, need I remind you, baby, huh?

Uncle Sam, he does pay out now, and then don't he?

Yeah. We're hungry.

God damn it. Where did you come from?

Where are those steaks?

That's none of your damn business.

Here.

Just like Mama used to make.

And hey, you know goddamn well that this basement's off limits.

That's right.

Get your ass back up there.

Dr. Edwards, do you mind if we speak to you for a moment?

All right.

Any comment on the shark incident this morning?

What incident?

A couple at Myrtle Beach was attacked by a great white shark.

I wasn't the star of the whole thing. Bought at least two sharks on the scene.

Great whites go hunting packs.

Well, you're describing sounds more like bull sharks.

Bull sharks, yes.

The hyenas of the ocean thrives in salt and fresh water, got 12 times as

powerful bite as most sharks, and eat about anything they come across.

Not necessarily accurate and greatly exaggerated. Thank you very much. So,

risk of shark attacks is on the rise, according to the expert.

Mom, it's getting scary.

Mom?

Many roads are already impassable. If you choose to shelter in place, law

enforcement is telling residents that stay behind to write their contact

information on their arm in permanent marker so they'll be able to ID your

once the storm passes.

You gotta turn around!

What? That train just came down! Nearly knocked me off the road!

You gotta turn around!

You back up and follow me, okay?

I'm trying to sleep through!

Get the fuck out!

Holy fucking shit.

We are still seeing the worst of Henry's wind and surge right now. The tide

gauge at Annabelle showed a 15 -4 surge. I hope that everyone took the

evacuation order seriously.

Storm's here.

Mr. Olsen?

What?

Really?

Mr. Olsen! For fuck's sake, I am not going to say this again, okay?

All right. Little bit of wind.

It's just gonna keep rising. We cannot stay here, Billy.

Oh, that's great. So how are we gonna get anywhere? What are we gonna do? We

gonna fucking swim? Well, I don't know. What about the snorkel?

Ain't that what the snorkel's for?

Quit being a smartass, Ron.

Snorkel. No, the snorkel. On the car. No, no, no. Hang on. The boy's right.

car's got a snorkel.

Hey, man, that's the waterproof power distribution pack I got.

Yeah, man.

That can handle it.

Come on. Hey, y 'all wait here while we check.

Something's cut you loose, okay?

Hey, don't worry. I'm not going anywhere, okay?

Hey, Jimmy!

Go get that cutter!

The big one for the back of the truck!

Hey, what's your name?

Lisa.

Lisa? Hey, I'm Scott.

Nice to meet you.

We're going to get you out of here.

I promise.

has issued a ban for any watercraft leaving port for the next 12 hours due

intense winds and dangerous currents.

In addition, there are also reports that the I -17 has flooded, and several

cities and towns are experiencing mass casualties from the rising water. I -17,

not good.

That's up toward Annieville, right? Yeah.

Daniel, I'm sure she's okay.

Oh, this used to be Rome.

That one might have won.

The levees might have broken.

How are we going to get up there?

This is just so we're clear.

We get you up the road, you and your boat, and we get to tag along from

We film whatever we want. Yeah, yeah, sure.

But can this thing go any faster?

Not really.

They like to keep, uh, dogging me here with the hand -me -downs.

These crap bands over 20 years old.

I mean, look at that camera.

I mean, they shoot porn on better stuff than that.

What?

Fucking room, eh?

What?

What the fuck was that?

I don't know.

Look, there's a lot of shit in the water.

Find this fucking kid.

I have to get you foster parents.

Please.

Thank you.

14 inches of rain falling in the last 12 hours. Even as Hurricane Henry moves

inland, a PBS flood alert has been issued.

The Willow River has dumped its banks and the Shasta Reservoir is in capacity

for a flood alert. What am I looking at?

That's Dakota's house. And that's...

That's Nellie.

What's Nellie?

Nellie is the pregnant great white we've been tracking for the last three years.

Great white, as in shark?

Right.

Whatever happens, you keep that thing rolling, okay?

If Nellie found a way out there, then maybe the bull sharks.

You think they're already inside?

We should close.

So we figure out what the hell we're doing.

Hello.

What was that?

A whole town's coming to court.

Thank you.

Were you here alone?

Yeah.

Where are your parents?

Dad died a long time ago, and my mom a few months back.

So what do we do? What's our plan?

You're asking me?

I'm from New York. I don't know shit about floods or hurricanes.

Stay here.

You're safe for now.

Can you access the roof from here?

Yeah, it's an easy climb.

Okay, so if we stay here, we should let people know inside.

You know, helicopters, rescue teams, those sorts of things.

Okay.

Yeah, like some sort of signal.

Yeah, okay.

The signal.

You okay?

Yeah.

Fine, but... I think it's starting.

Starting? You mean like the... Like the actual... Yeah.

The actual...

We've got to get out of here.

Are you crazy?

There's sharks out there. In here.

Except for on top of this damn table.

Where I'm staying.

I don't want to go nowhere.

Look around.

The water is just under the windows over here.

Not anymore. It's creeping up.

It's going to keep doing that until we turn around and get eaten.

How do we even... I think we need to distract them.

Or... Or find something.

Just give us enough time to get outside and up on that roof.

And how the hell are we gonna do that?

Well... I was thinking... Maybe we can find something.

Down in the basement.

Yeah. Someone flies by, they'll see us.

Hey, look.

The contractions, they're more frequent.

Oh, shit.

Ted is right.

Now, listen.

We need to know how close I am and how much time we've got.

Why? Why? This whole damn house is coming apart. That's why.

It's going to cut over.

Yeah.

Okay.

All right, so, uh... How do we do it? How do we find out?

Okay.

I'm going to need you to go down there, and I'm going to need you to see how big

my opening is.

Excuse me? Excuse me?

I don't want to do this any more than you do.

You need to know how far along I am. Which means?

Which means you need to see how close my foot is to squeezing through.

What? Now I'm going to throw the blanket aside, and when I do, you're going to

take a good look in there. You're going to measure it with your eyes, and you're

going to tell me how big the opening is.

Yeah, how do I do it? How do I measure it? I measure it, okay? Best you can.

In inches or... Yes!

In inches.

Okay.

Three, two, one.

Oh, God.

Something wrong? Does it look bad?

I'm not really sure. What do you mean you're not sure? I mean, I see

Something inside there, I think. I'm sorry.

It's just the head.

Yeah, yeah, maybe. How big is it?

Okay.

I'd say... I'd say... Two,

three inches, I think.

Was that good? Not good in the sense that the baby's coming soon.

So not good.

Not in the situation we're currently in.

No.

Come on, everyone.

Stick up to face.

Stick up to face. Come on, signal.

There's no tracking. There's no maps.

The wind's coming in pretty hard right now. The whole grid is probably down.

Which means the quarter's probably cut off, too.

We might be the only half coming.

Got to go.

Hey, pack light.

The more weight, the slower we move, okay?

Are you sure this is safe?

We're heading up the I -17 in Azoria in a category five storm.

You shot on the loose.

I'm pretty fucking sure that doesn't count as tape.

And we don't have time for any of this bullshit.

Are you coming or are you coming back?

There's one over there, too.

What are we going to do, Ron?

Okay.

We just got to wait him out before swimming down there.

I saw some big -ass steaks in the fridge.

Should be good as baked.

Perfect. Start there.

Then what?

Guns, I guess.

Don't grab too much stuff. You've got to be able to swim back up.

It's just like the sponge.

I'll be all right.

Well, Mr. Olsen has a box going down to the basement.

Well, Mr. Olsen ain't with us anymore now, is he?

Right.

Roly. Fuck Mr. Rosa.

Yeah. Yeah. Fuck him.

Yeah, yeah.

Fuck Mr. Rosa. Fuck Mr. Rosa. Fuck Mr.

Rosa. Fuck that motherfucker.

Fuck that fucking... Fuck Mr. Rosa.

Fuck Mr.

Rosa. Fuck Mr. Rosa.

Fuck Mr. Rosa.

We were just talking about you.

Goddamn thing bit my mother.

We're heading off the I -17 right now, on boats.

Sorry, did you say boats?

Don't ask. Long story.

But this should keep us clear of the worst of it, right?

Yeah. You're in one of the calmer pockets, so you're good for now.

Great. Let's keep it that way.

Hey, Dale.

The levee is broken.

The water is just going to keep rising. So if you're getting someone out, hurry.

Rising, huh?

We don't have a choice.

We have to get out of here.

You said you saw a boat out there?

Yeah, it's from those guys earlier.

The ones that... But...

I mean, it's far.

We can still stay here for a bit, can't we?

Everything's going to flood eventually.

Okay. Okay.

So... So what do we do?

I'll be right now, okay?

Stay in there.

Just a little longer.

Fuck it.

What are you doing?

I'm going to go get that boat.

But there are sharks out there.

My uncle once said something about how vibrations they mimic the distress

signals of injured fish.

Your uncle?

Yeah, he's a marine biologist.

He works with sharks, tags them, tracks them, that sort of thing.

I need to round up anything that works on batteries and vibrates.

Hey, do you have any painkillers?

In case this thing is really happening now.

Oh, let me check.

Yes.

Yeah, well, let's hope Uncle Dale knows what the fuck is happening now.

Okay, now, nearly.

We know she's bigger than this boat.

And what about those bullshits?

You want to know about the bullshits?

No.

What about your mom, Razor? She make it?

Who left us?

What are you talking about?

Out there.

Here we're gonna get in that truck and drive off.

Yeah. We'll get some help.

Alright.

Hey, don't you sass me, Ray.

It's wrong.

That's what I said, man.

I went to get help wrong. Right now, you gotta do the same for me.

Get out there, man. Give me some help. I got, like, a goddamn nub here.

Out there?

Yeah, in the water.

You mean where there's at least three bull sharks swimming around?

Or your wife just got killed?

Yeah, but you know what sharks are like, okay?

They don't need kids, man. They don't like them.

Well, I don't like the way they taste or smell or something.

It's science.

It's like how dogs don't eat their own turds. One time Johnny Watkins' dog took

a shit and he ate it all right up. You know what? Fuck Johnny Watkins, okay?

Fuck his dog and fuck you, okay?

Get in there and go get me some help, man. I'm fucking dying here.

Whoa.

This is a lot of money. Hey, hey, hey, put that down, man. That's not yours.

United States Treasury.

Monthly foster stipend.

$1 ,500.

You got all that money to take care of us?

You living on stakes while we're eating plain bread?

Hey, hey, it's not like that, son.

Okay? I promise.

I love you kids.

Hey, won't you listen?

I still got one good arm left. Don't think I won't use it, all right? I'm not

fucking asking you now. I'm telling you.

All right, get back in that fucking water. Go get... In case you haven't

noticed, Billy, it's all flooded.

There's no people, no roads, no cars, not to mention there's goddamn sharks

there.

So you can do your fucking self.

You money -grabbing, one -armed, half -an -ass piece of shit. Why, you little

son of a bitch.

Just kick me in my face, you little bitch.

Mm -hmm.

We're going.

After 17 inches of rain, several towns are cut off from any rescue attempts.

Multiple rivers dumping their banks, causing even more deadly flooding.

There has been no communication from Sandy Beach, Annieville, or Whitford.

We're sending our prayers to the people of those towns.

I can't imagine the dangers they're facing.

Jesus Christ.

Everything's flooded.

I've never seen anything like this.

Just go straight through.

We should be able to reach Annieville from the west.

Why did you decide to study sharks?

Was it the idea usually to stay away from them, not get closer?

I grew up by the banks of the Zambezi River.

It's a beautiful place.

But there's one animal we fear the most in the river.

Sharks? No, they're hippopotamus.

They are fast, powerful, and extremely territorial.

One day, I was looking for crayfish in the river.

When a hippo appeared and came for me, I heard my mother scream on the riverbank

and I froze.

Just when it was about to take me, it suddenly stopped and twitched like it

being choked or something.

Two powerful bull sharks were attacking me.

And in that moment, I saw something in the eyes of the hippopotamus I had never

seen before.

Fear. So did you run back to your hut and get a spear?

No. I went back to my apartment, called the police, and had me some pizza. We

lived in Mozambique. Not the fucking jungle book.

No.

Sorry. And so from that moment on, I became really interested in this

that can put fear in the eyes of a river hippo.

You ever find anything that these bull sharks are afraid of?

They just don't like bigger sharks.

And sudden electrical currents can disorient them.

Otherwise, they don't do for you.

Signal back up.

Oh, Jesus.

What? What is that?

The dots.

Sharks.

That's any bill.

Slow down.

I wouldn't know.

Never had one.

But it'll do the trick.

Hmm.

But why?

Yeah, that depends what's in this box.

What about God?

Couldn't get him loose.

Come on.

No, come on.

Oh!

If I could fall

Mommy's just gonna buy some fucking jokes.

Wait, wait, wait. What was the plan again?

Throw the meat over there, wait for the sharks to go crazy, and boom, up they

go. All right, all right. Okay, fire in the hole.

Roll it!

What the hell?

Where are they at?

Vibrations. That's what makes them attack.

A sod or a shark wing.

Holy fucking shit.

Joe Sprinkle, welcome to fucking primetime.

Hurry, hurry! Don't blow!

I will.

Bet you never saw this on Shark Week.

You saved me.

Okay, I'll show you.

It's fine.

You got it.

Can I?

Yeah.

Oh,

my God.

Are you okay? I couldn't get through to you. I tried. I'm so worried. Mom, meet

your grandson.

Where are we headed Ron?

Home. Where is that?

I don't know.

Somewhere safe.

Maybe Florida.

It seems like lately, every month, there's another once -every -hundred

storm. Hurricane Henry has hit the East Coast, decimated the small town of

Antigua. This powerful storm washed away the levees and brought something into

town that was never supposed to be.

Your mother will be very proud of you right now.

Very proud.

She was proud of me when I was six and outlined my hand and turned it into a

turkey. Right.

So, yeah, I think you're right.

I completely...

I think.