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[***]

[CROWD CHEERING]

And now, ladies and gentlemen,

prepare yourself for the match you've all been waiting for.

RING ANNOUNCER: Tonight's main event,

the Royal Reptile Rumble!

Thank you.

Thank you.

[AUDIENCE CHEERING]

Tonight, fighting out of blue corner,

at a fearsome 6 feet, 240 pounds,

the dreaded Python!

[AUDIENCE CHEERING]

[AUDIENCE BOOING]

MALE AUDIENCE 1: Come on!

And in the red corner standing at a towering 6'4",

weighing in at a monstrous 265 pounds...

Will there be anything else Mr. Broddick?

RING ANNOUNCER: Two hundred and sixty five pounds...

A box of Raisinets.

You will love him, the Boa!

[AUDIENCE CHEERING]

[AUDIENCE CHEERING]

Yeah!

REFEREE : Boa, I want a good clean fight.

No licking, biting or eating.

[BELL DINGING]

[***]

What was that for?

Fun. We are here to celebrate, aren't we?

[CELL PHONE RINGING]

Hold on to that thought.

Broddick.

RAMON [OVER THE PHONE]: It's Ramon.

Who?

It's Ramon.

Ah, Ramon. Como estas, mi amigo?

So, what's the ETA on our guest

from Southeast Asia?

RAMON: It's loaded. We're leaving.

I knew I could count on you.

Call me if you have any problems, will you?

Just remember this delivery is COD.

And a more reasonable compensation

will be awaiting you

and your associates upon your arrival.

Good.

Patronizing prick.

Stupid cunt.

Did you tell the hack I said hi?

Believe it or not, the hack has our package,

and it's en route as we speak.

You still haven't told me what the package is.

Well, no, it wouldn't be much of a surprise

if I told you now, would it?

All right, let's move out.

[***]

[BEEPING]

[THUDDING]

MAN: We have a problem here.

[GROWLING]

It's awake.

RAMON: All right, Almanzo, pull it over.

[AUDIENCE CHEERING]

I said Raisinets.

[GROWLING]

[GROWLING CONTINUES]

What the fuck?

So it's awake.

It's been shot up with 2000 cc's of tranq.

It's awake now.

[SNARLING]

[AUDIENCE CHEERING]

I don't think it's supposed to do that if it's sleeping.

No, it's not.

This is supposed to be your job.

MAN: You're gonna open it?

You are. Hit the blue button.

But... The blue button.

Is that thing awake?

The blue button only opens the side panel,

just enough room to help give this thing sweet dreams

for the rest of the trip. Blue button.

PYTHON GROWLS AND MAN SCREAMS]

[WHIMPERING]

[GROWLING]

Come on! Come on!

[SCREAMING]

[BEEPING INCREASING]

[AUDIENCE CHEERING]

Boy! Come! These are $500 seats!

We're the ones who are paying for the view here!

Get back in your yard and play.

[GUNFIRE]

[MEN GRUNTING]

[GROWLING]

Ooh.

What are you doing?

What do you think we brought this for?

Can you see those bullets doing anything?

Well, this will.

[BEEPING]

MAN 1: Where's the dynamite?

It's right-- It's right here.

[BELL DINGING]

Yeah!

[AUDIENCE CHEERING]

[AUDIENCE CONTINUE CHEERING]

Whoo! Yeah!

BRODDICK: Yes!

Woo-hoo!

EVE: Ow!

BRODDICK: Yeah!

[***]

[HISSING]

[GASPS]

EVE: Broddick!

[REPORTER INDISTINCTLY SPEAKING FROM THE TV]

BRODDICK: Run out of hot water?

No!

I just got attacked by a fucking anaconda in there.

Lucky for you, the bite of a common garter snake

is non-lethal.

You shit.

You know I hate snakes.

Hence, I was merely trying to condition you

for this weekend's hunt.

You're kidding me.

That's what Ramon flew in from overseas, a snake?

Not just a snake, baby.

This one is a real monster.

And it's all ours.

Unless, of course, you're too afraid.

In which case, the boys and I

are going to have all the fun.

I said that I hated snakes.

I never said I was afraid of them.

That's my girl.

[***]

[SQUEAKING]

Ooh.

Where were we?

[CELL PHONE RINGING]

[SIGHS]

Talk to me, Ramon.

WOMAN [ON PHONE]: This is Clover Trucking. You leased our trucks.

Is there a problem?

We haven't heard from the drivers,

and they aren't answering our pages.

Why the hell not?

I don't know, sir.

But I can connect you to the shift supervisor.

They've lost the trucks.

Told you Ramon was a hack.

Fat fuck!

Do you realize how much money I spent for this weekend?

The gentlemen I invited are extremely wealthy

and extremely well-connected.

They're flying out here for the sole purpose

of hunting a giant snake.

What am I supposed to do now?

Offer them an Easter egg hunt?

MAN [OVER THE TV]: ...rural Pennsylvania. According to local police,

the two vehicles and the remains of five bodies

were found by state police earlier this morning.

County officials have yet to determine whether the...

Do you want me to call the boys

and tell them the hunt is off?

No.

Just tell them we're simply rescheduling

the dates and location.

The contents of the vehicles...

Sources tell us of huge crates

filled with high-yield explosives,

automatic weapons

and what appears to be a gigantic pet cage.

For this reporter,

we may be in the beginning of an appearance by al Qaeda

in the middle of the heartland of middle America.

For Channel 15, Action News, I'm Kent Humphries.

And we're out.

"Inaction News" is more like it.

Al Qaeda?

It looks more like a big car wreck.

That's why you are where you are

and I am where I am, Louis.

Really?

I thought maybe it was because I am the cameraman

and you are the reporter, Kent.

[Chuckles]

That's us.

Start rolling.

Rolling, rolling, rolling.

Kent Humphries, Channel 15,

Action News.

So is the government officially deeming this

an accident, a multiple homicide

or possibly an al Qaeda terrorist operation?

Al Qaeda?

Yes. I wouldn't know.

I just got here. Oh, certainly,

this is an interesting position to be in, Agent...

Sharpe. Now if you don't mind.

Is the government willing to say anything

about the interior of the vehicle.

What was inside?

Or about the men, who they were and what they were doing?

And any possible connection to any al Qaeda

terrorist operation?

I wouldn't know. I just got here.

So there you ha-- So--

So there you have it, ladies and gentlemen.

You heard it here first on Channel 15, Action News.

A possible terrorist operation foiled.

Five men in the prime of their lives,

struck down in this senseless tragedy.

What were their names? What were they doing?

Why were they here? Kent Humphries, Action News.

All right, everybody roll.

Are you getting the two broken front?

[INDISTINCT CHATTERING]

[***]

Outstanding.

KOZNETOVA: Agent Sharpe, what do you think of this?

Do we tag this as body number six?

SHARPE: It's what's left of bodies two, three, four and five.

[***]

What's that?

Scale. Found it in the case.

That's a big scale.

It's a big case.

[***]

What is that?

I thought you shut off number six.

Yeah. I did.

What the hell?

Aah!

Carl! Carl!

[GROWLING]

Carl! Carl!

[GROWLING]

[CARL SCREAMING]

Carl! Carl!

[SCREAMING]

[GROWLING AND CARL CONTINUES SCREAMING]

[CARL GROANING]

[GROWLING]

Agent Sharpe! Agent Sharpe!

[SIREN WAILING]

Would you mind putting my evidence back, deputy?

Oh, sorry.

I found this in the back of the truck.

Deputy, where exactly does that lead?

One of the access tunnels

to the Philadelphia water treatment plant.

Thank you, deputy.

SHARPE: Maybe you should clean up.

You got a piece of liver on your chin.

Right. Maybe I should.

Looks like it's some sort of tranquilizer dart.

But for what?

I'm not sure yet. But whatever it is, it woke up.

Agent Sharpe,

I just got a call from the treatment plant.

Apparently, they were just attacked.

Attacked by what? They said a giant snake.

Call the plant back.

Tell them I want this entrance sealed,

all main lines connected to it turned off,

the facility itself evacuated.

I understand you right, are you asking me

to have them turn off the only major source of water

for this half of the state?

I'm ordering, deputy, not asking.

Agent Sharpe, I don't mind telling you

that people in this state get a little upset

when their toilets don't flush and the sinks are dry.

I see.

We'll need maps and diagrams

of every aqueduct, pipe and tunnel,

all ways leading in and out of that system.

If that thing's down there,

and I'm not about to let it back out,

at least not until we can call in some serious firepower.

So call in two reserve units.

Get the highway patrol to lock off

all traffic within a 5-mile radius.

And then I want everything we've got

on the Larson project.

That was a CIA project gone bad.

A couple of big snakes they got loose in Russia

and then wiped out the entire team. Yes.

Just get me the file. Right.

And get me Monica Bonds.

[***]

* I'm not the one To sit around *

* And say I'm sorry

* Apologies That is not me *

WOMAN 1: So where you guys from?

* Believe in yourself Take care of your health *

* That's what They tell me *

WOMAN 1: Oh, it's nice.

No, I don't work out.

WOMAN 2: Hey, guys.

MAN 1: So where you guys going again?

All right. Yeah, I'll catch up with you.

Two minutes isn't bad, but I can beat it.

Tyler here's half fish.

* Laughing out loud Wait for your friends *

* And if you want me

Oh, yeah?

WOMAN 2: Look at that guy.

I bet I can take him.

I don't think so, cupcake.

I got 50 bucks that says I can.

Okay. I'll take that action. MAN: Make that two.

This is gonna be sweet, man.

Tyler was in Navy SEAL school, before he got discharged.

Really? I've done a little Navy ordnance

and minesweeping myself.

You searched for mines? Yep.

With Navy divers? Nope. Dolphins.

[GIRLS CHEERING]

[ALL INDISTINCTLY YELLING]

* I will wait By the phone *

[ALL CHEERING]

* If I... By myself *

* I will wait By the phone *

Two minutes, 40 seconds, people!

Two minutes, 40 seconds,

[ALL CHEERING]

* I'm not the one To sit around *

* And say I'm sorry

[ALL CHEERING]

* Believe in yourself Take care of your health *

* That's what They tell me *

* I'll never forget you

[***]

[ALL CHEERING]

[ALL CONTINUE CHEERING]

* You know I can make it all right *

* If I tell you...

Come on, buddy. Speak to me. Are you all right, bro?

Come on, bro. Wake up.

Here, let me. I know CPR. Listen, lady, I don't know

what you did to him down there, but just stay back.

You all right? You okay?

There you go. You all right?

Did I win?

Heh. Bro, you got spanked by a chick.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Oh.

Mm-hm. Mm-hm.

Mm-hm. Thank you.

MAN: Monica Bonds?

Who's asking?

MAN: Agent Sharpe wants to see you.

There's a car waiting for you outside

to take you to the airport.

SHARPE: How are things at the institute?

Great.

We got three new dolphins coming in next month.

Working hard and making some real progress.

I can see that.

I didn't exactly have time to put a full ensemble together.

I appreciate you coming on such short notice, Monica.

With you, Alan, it's always short notice.

So, what are we doing way out here in the backcountry?

Your boys told me to pack for Philadelphia.

How well does your equipment work out of the water?

Why do I suddenly get the feeling

you're about to ask me to just hand over

for four years of research? No questions asked.

Haven't exactly had a chance to field-test it

out of the water yet, but the sensor pads

were designed for wet or dry applications.

It should work fine.

Well, you're about to get your field test,

compliments of Uncle Sam.

[***]

MONICA: What kind of doctor is he?

Dr. Emmett is one of the world's

leading herpetologists.

That's kind of creepy.

You haven't even met the man.

In my book, people who play with snakes are creepy.

It's locked. Maybe there's another entrance.

Emmett?

He's probably got the whole crazy, bug-eyed,

Christopher Lloyd,

Jeff Goldblum mad scientist thing going on.

Pasty skin, doesn't see the sun much.

Definitely has social interaction issues.

Agent Sharpe?

[GASPS]

Yeah. No.

He's...

Alan Sharpe, Federal Bureau of Investigation.

And this is Monica Bonds

with the Miami Aquatic Research Institute.

Hi.

Nice to meet you.

Please come in.

Thank you.

[***]

[ALARM BUZZING]

Impressive lab.

It used to be.

I'm sort of working out of pocket for the moment.

The place requires constant funding.

I know the feeling.

Doesn't it bother you in the least

working with these things?

I mean, one bite and you're history.

EMMETT: Snakes are like other creatures.

Respect them, and they'll respect you.

You have to know what you're doing,

especially with the poisonous kind,

like the one you're tapping there.

[SNAKE HISSING]

I understand you've grown a rather large snake here

on the premises.

EMMETT: She's a constrictor,

a Scarlet Queen boa.

May we see her?

Mm.

[ALARM BUZZING]

[***]

Follow me.

[COMPUTER WHIRRING]

You need all this for a snake?

You might wanna stay close.

[***]

It's a little smaller than I imagined.

Well, this isn't Betty.

This is Betty's lunch.

You feed snakes to snakes?

I inject the food snakes with a dose of venom extract,

which is then digested by the Scarlet boa.

Won't that kill her?

Absorbed into her bloodstream

before she knows they're there.

Her system then works to create an antibody

which I can then harvest.

Betty is the largest constrictor on the reserve,

probably the largest Scarlet boa on the planet.

And she produces a vast amount of antibody for my research.

You're creating an antivenom.

Trying to, anyway.

SHARPE: It's all interesting,

but hardly the reason I came.

Where's the boa?

[CHUCKLES]

Well, she's standing on him.

Shit!

Aah!

[GROWLS]

[CHUCKLES]

Outstanding.

[GROWLS]

This is big.

And big is nice.

Well, color me officially curious.

Assuming we didn't come all the way out here

just to see some gigantic snake,

I'm dying to know what kind of situation

could possibly require the use of his boa and my implants.

Doctor Emmett, how well would your boa perform

in an uncontrolled environment?

Well, I wouldn't know.

She's the first of her kind to be born and raised

entirely in captivity.

Would she hunt?

Absolutely. Snakes, no matter how they're raised,

they'll have the instinct to hunt. A matter of survival.

In that case,

I'd like to use your boa to help me find this.

[***]

Here comes the party.

[***]

[TIRES SQUEALING]

[***]

My good friend Tex from Lubbock.

[***]

[TIRES SCREECHING]

Mr. Foley, our military's greatest sniper.

[***]

BRODDICK: Try not to stare so hard, Eve.

[***]

[TIRES SQUEALING]

Mr. Danner and-- His son James.

[***]

Wife took the truck.

Good old family get together.

[GASPS]

I thought there was one more.

There is.

[***]

Littlefield, master huntsman.

[***]

[***]

Gentlemen, glad to see

you all could make it to our little safari.

BRODDICK: I apologize once again

for the last minute change in venue.

Luckily, rearranging one's travel plans

becomes a lot easier

when one has access to their own jet.

A series of unfortunate events

has somewhat complicated

the hunt I promised to deliver to you.

However, being that I am a man of my word,

I've decided to do one better.

That's why I'm going to deliver you to the hunt.

Babe, would you do the honors?

I'm sorry. Would anyone else care for a drink?

We are fully stocked here, so choose your poison.

An ashtray and a beer.

Make it two. I'll have a Sprite, please.

You know, can I have a cold one too, actually?

Uh-huh.

And for you, Mr. Foley?

Surprise me.

Since this is my first time

hunting this particular predator,

I thought it only fitting

that I invite down those associates

who would truly appreciate the experience.

And I assure you

this is a once in a lifetime, gentlemen.

An experience that will truly separate the men

from the beasts.

We are hunting

one of the most cunning predators on this planet.

We are the knights

that are going to slay the dragon.

Now, if you take a look inside the expedition dossiers

my beautiful associate Eve has prepared,

you'll see I've taken the liberty

of mapping out a few routes.

We will be landing outside Philadelphia

in approximately two hours.

At which point, we shall be...

Eyes on your own paper.

BRODDICK: ...at 7 a.m. sharp.

So you're telling us that this thing

is on the loose

and that you are going to find it?

Exactly.

The only thing that you need

to concern yourselves with, gentlemen,

is your aim

and how you like your snake.

Belt, boot or wallet.

Well, in that case,

gentlemen, ma'am, to the hunt.

To the hunt.

Hunt.

[***]

SHARPE: So the Philadelphia water treatment plant

won't let me go after this python

by spraying poisons or chemicals

near the water supply.

I'm not about to send armed men blindly down there

just so they can become snake bait.

But with your expertise and boa and your equipment,

I believe we can successfully locate

and eliminate that python.

MONICA: So using my implants, we can track the boa

as it tracks the python and see every move she makes?

Exactly.

Let me get this straight.

You want to attach that to my boa

and use it to hunt down the python

that this belongs to? Congratulations.

That's the stupidest idea I've ever heard.

Is it? The Navy trains seals and dolphins

to sweep for mines.

The Army uses dogs for security

and tactical engagement.

It's a hell of a leap from dogs and dolphins

to wild reptiles.

Well, it's not as great a leap as you think.

The CIA has been conducting extensive tests

on the potential combat and covert ops applications

concerning specimens such as yours.

Why doesn't the CIA use its own specimens?

Because their point man on the project

was forced to take an unfortunate leave of absence

during a mission in Russia.

The project's dead.

So we're the best you got, huh?

Yes.

EMMETT: Then I guess the question

is whether that stuff's actually gonna work.

I've been successfully using the implants

on bottlenose dolphins for months.

With the digital microcam, audio sensors,

and GPS monitor in this unit,

we can practically monitor your boa's every move.

And I've called in military reinforcement

to back up our operation.

Hmm. Well, most snakes are territorial,

especially the big constrictors.

Your point being?

Take two scorpions, put them in a shoebox,

they're both gonna wanna own that box.

They'll fight till one of them dies.

Okay, so your boa will attack that python?

If she picks up the scent,

yeah, she'll attack, theoretically.

Then what? After the boa's done her job,

she'll be returned to the lab.

After she's been immobilized, of course.

Immobilized how?

That you're gonna have to let me look into.

We better get a move on.

It's almost dark, and, unlike most snakes,

the constrictors are corpuscular.

Heh. Sorry, I must've skipped biology class that day.

Means they're active mostly at dusk and dawn.

Your python probably already figured

its way out of the tunnel.

Impossible. I've got three teams

working in conjunction with local authorities,

shutting off every pipeline and tunnel in and out of the area.

Agent Sharpe, judging by the size of that scale,

we're talking about an 80- to 100-foot reticulated python.

If it wants out, it's getting out.

[BANGING]

[***]

[GROWLING]

[GROWLING]

[GROWLING]

[***]

[ROCK MUSIC PLAYING FROM SPEAKER]

[THUDDING]

What was that?

What?

No, I heard something.

All right. Touch my car again, and I'll kick your ass.

Yeah.

No, no, no, wait.

Wait.

Just relax. Let Lester take over.

Who? Lester.

You know, uh...

You named your dick Lester?

Well, not me, no. Actually Candace did.

One night we were kind of-- Agh. Okay. No.

Total mood killer.

You know, I liked it better

when it was just you and me and Lester.

* Give me some direction

Mm.

Mm.

Aah!

Mm.

Brian, don't stop.

[GNARLING]

Ah. Oh!

Oh. Oh.

Give it to me, Brian.

Aah!

[***]

[***]

Okay, good.

Keep me posted.

[WHIRRING]

[***]

Tracking's good.

SHARPE: Is that the immobilizer?

EMMETT: Stun spike.

Hit the remote, she gets 80,000 volts.

Should knock her out.

Can she survive that voltage?

You just worry about her surviving your equipment.

We're only surgically attaching the contacts

and sensor pads.

She won't even know they're there.

I promise.

All right.

[***]

How's she doing?

Her heart rate's not where it should be. Breathing's shallow.

Implanting that equipment took a lot out of her.

She lost a lot of blood.

Is there anything we can do?

Just wait and see.

Workers at a local water treatment plant

just a few miles from here were killed today

in what government officials are deeming an "accident."

But it is the opinion of this reporter

that there is something more pungent

than the fetid smell of stale humidity

in the air tonight,

and that's the stench of government half-truths.

In a time when lies can cause war

and wars create deception,

we need something more than facts.

We need something more than government stories

about "accidents."

We need the truth.

This is Kent Humphries, Channel 15, Action News.

Hmm...

Wanna take it again? Why? Weren't you rolling?

Yes. It's just that...

I thought you were...

It was a little, you know...

Big.

A little much.

Hard-hitting journalism is always "big."

That's what real news is, Louis,

sensationalism in its purest state.

Well, Kent, I'm not sure how this "routine" works.

I am creating my own signature journalistic style, Louis.

Dan Rather has a signature style.

Walter Cronkite had a signature style.

But "this" makes you look like a schmuck.

Heh. Really?

Well, you know something, Louis?

You are frigging fired.

Not again. As of now.

Kent, you can't fire me.

I can this time. You've crossed the line.

[CELL PHONE BEEPING]

No reception?

What the hell do I pay these idiots $200 a month for?

Two hundred dollars?

Maybe you should get a better plan.

You know what? I'm gonna keep walking until I find a signal.

And then I'm calling Jack Donner

down at the station,

and I'm gonna have you fired, Louis.

Do you understand me?

Kent, go on. I'm just trying to help you

be a better reporter.

KENT: Your next gig will be cable access, Louis.

Besides, Jack hates you much more than I do.

[***]

[CELL PHONE BEEPING]

Yeah. Kent Humphries for Jack Donner, please.

Hello?

[CELL PHONE BEEPS]

Goddamn it!

[RUSTLING AND GROWLING]

Louis?

[***]

No!

So did you finally get a signal?

Here you go. Thanks.

So tell me more about your antivenom.

Well, it's a universal antivenom, hopefully.

See, most are created

to counteract the toxins of a specific species.

So consequently, a large number of victims

die needlessly every year

simply because they can't help identify

the snake that bit them.

The situation's much worse in Africa and South America,

regions with large concentrations

of poisonous snakes, but which lack the financial means

to have the antivenoms on hand.

Seems like someone would have to have

some pretty strong personal reasons

to devote their life to such a cause like that.

Heh. Well, if I can help save one life,

it'd be worth it, right?

[BEEPING FROM MONITOR INCREASING]

[MOANING]

Metabolics are way up.

Vitals match and holding. She's coming back.

SHARPE: Cops just found what was left of a couple

of necking teenagers in their car.

We also got word about a missing news reporter.

You were right. The python got out.

How much longer is this gonna take?

We're done with the procedure--

Let's get this show on the road.

She's recovering.

She hasn't gotten used to the equipment yet.

Look, at this point, I'd settle for her

just finding the python. We'll take care of the rest.

Oh, and by take care of you mean kill.

That was pretty much the plan, yeah.

EMMETT: It's attitudes like yours,

why people are so scared of snakes.

Instead of trying to understand them and study them,

They beat them with a stick, fill them full of bullets.

I don't have time to stand here and argue reptile rights

with you, doctor.

In case you haven't been paying attention,

that thing is killing people.

How do I know that your grunts

aren't gonna shoot Betty as well as the python?

I'm running short on options and patience!

If you've got another solution in mind,

I suggest you offer it.

Instead of shooting to kill, use this.

Megaketamine. It's an animal tranquilizer.

It'll save the life of the python and my boa.

We don't even have to use the stun spike.

I've got two of these in the lab.

Give them two or three doses of this,

they'll sleep for hours.

You were the one that said the CIA was interested

in studying giant snakes, Alan.

I'd imagine they wouldn't mind

their own guinea pig to play with.

All right.

We'll make every effort to capture this thing alive.

But if it comes down to a choice

between saving human lives and saving that snake,

I'm siding with my own species.

[***]

Now, this is a beautiful day to hunt and kill something.

Easy there, good friend.

First, let's check out the scenery.

[***]

SHARPE: Open it up.

All right, driver.

Hold for my signal.

Okay, quick review.

Those tunnels down there go on for miles.

We could spend the next 12 hours

trying to find where that thing went topside.

All we can do is deploy your boa

and hope it picks up on the python's trail.

Agent Sharpe, you're gonna love this.

Trucking company gave us a name on those vehicles.

Broddick. Broddick.

Founder and sole owner of Broddick Casinos

and notorious big game hunter.

Notorious, indeed.

[***]

Lock and load, boys. We're in python country.

Fish and Game Department has got a file on this guy.

He sponsors weekend hunting parties

for rich gun nuts with nothing better to do

than shoot wild game in controlled conditions.

That's his python down there.

MONICA: Well, that at least answers the question

of who'd be dumb enough to let a giant python

out of its cage.

Let's hope two wrongs do make a right.

Strike force team stand by until I give the all clear.

Ready to kick some ass, sir.

Outstanding.

Open her up!

[BEEPING FROM MONITOR]

Talk to me, doc. What's she doing?

I don't know. It's gotta be a reaction to those implants.

Sensors are picking up elevated cardio and metabolic rates.

I never should've let you talk me into this.

Me? Look, my equipment is perfectly safe.

Your equipment is killing her.

[ROARS]

There she goes.

Heh. Microcam and audio plugs are up.

We're broadcasting full picture and sound.

GPS puts her out about...

Four hundred feet ahead of us.

We can see everything she does.

Congratulations, Monica.

I couldn't have done it without the doctor's help...

And Betty's.

Heh. Your equipment is incredible.

Uh, well, the equipment-- The--

Audiovisual thermal retrieval unit.

Yeah, that.

Thanks, Doc.

SHARPE: All right, enough patting each other on the back here.

Pack your gear and let's get ready to track this python.

Let's move out.

[***]

Clear!

[MONITOR BEEPING]

Boa's about a hundred yards ahead of us.

All right, let's move out.

Maintain a minimal distance of 50 yards at all times.

Remember, the name of the game here

is control and containment.

Shoot only if you have to.

We wanna take this python alive.

Seal us in!

She's moving faster and breaking off to the west.

Your boa seems to be doing her job.

Her job? If the scent's out there, she'll find it.

Shit! We just lost the link.

Hold up!

MONICA: I'm not getting a visual.

SHARPE: Where did your snake go, doc?

Not sure. She could've picked up the scent already, unless...

Yeah, this...

This general area

is under where it attacked the teenagers and the reporter.

Pythons change their feeding ground after each kill.

So if the workers were attacked in the main service tunnel,

it may have staked out this adjacent area.

How do we know the python's gonna return to these tunnels?

We don't.

Another hour or so,

the sun's gonna be beating down pretty strong out there.

It'll seek out the coolest place possible.

Well, let's just hope when it does,

it tells her to come back down here.

Oh, yeah.

[MONITOR BEEPING]

Shit.

[***]

BRODDICK: Keep your eyes peeled.

Okay, we'll split up here.

JAMES: Dad?

Dad. Dad!

I told you to do that back at the plane.

Ought to be wearing a catheter like your old man.

I'm not gonna wear one--

Now, this ain't one of your dumb-ass video games.

You make sure you wait until you get a kill shot.

Yeah, I'll remember.

Oh. Oh. Oh, my God.

God, I hate you.

[***]

TEX: You travel light.

I don't believe in wasting bullets.

One?

I never needed more.

You know, I did a Google search on pythons last night.

And apparently, when they squeeze you,

they can feel your heart beat.

The faster your heart beats, the tighter they squeeze you.

Just remember what I told you.

Show no fear.

[BIRDS SQUAWKING]

[BIRDS SQUAWKING]

[BOTH GASP]

[BOTH GASPING]

Broddick. Broddick, hold up.

We've got movement back here.

BRODDICK: Stay put. We'll circle back and flank you.

[***]

Eve, what's your position?

We're on your left, babe.

I've got you.

Possible sighting behind us.

Push ahead of me about 50 yards.

Stagger the line.

Stay put and wait for my signal.

Copy that.

Let's do it.

[BIRDS SQUAWKING]

There it is, boy. Go get it.

What are we waiting for?

Broddick's signal.

Oh.

Guy like that has it all.

His own casinos, a tasty biscuit like her,

and now first shot at killing that snake.

And we're just--

Heh, we're just gonna sit back and let him take it.

Fuck that.

Damn it.

Okay, AV link's back.

Finally.

Let's move out. Move out.

EMMETT: Where is she?

MONICA: I can't tell. Damn it!

I lost the signal again.

SOLDIER 1: I'm beginning to think--

Shouldn't we wait for them?

And stay here all day

till Blondie gets her Game Boy to work right?

Let's find this thing, tag it,

bag it, get out of here.

MONICA: That's what I'm trying to figure out.

These retaining walls between us and the boa,

but it's not showing up on the GPS.

They're disrupting the signal.

Hey, has anyone seen our soldiers?

Broddick, we have a problem.

Foley just went AWOL and Tex took off after him.

Amateurs.

TEX: Foley!

Foley!

Fuck.

Foley, come back!

Aah!

What happened?

Mr. Foley, what happened? Where is Tex?

I don't know. When I got back, he was gone.

Mr. Foley, I have two very simple rules

here on this hunt.

Number one: Never leave your team.

Number two:

Stay the fuck away from my girlfriend.

[GUNSHOT]

Who's firing?

Yeah. My boy's got him on the run!

[YELLING]

[***]

DANNER: Shoot to kill, boy, not to wound!

Let him have it!

JAMES & DANNER: Yeah!

Oh, man, I've been waiting years to use this!

Fire in the hole!

[EXPLOSION]

Cease fire! Cease fire!

Congratulations, James.

I'm sure this will look wonderful stuffed and mounted

on the wall of your father's den.

It'll look great above the fireplace.

Shut up.

Now that we've completely lost our tactical edge--

[RUSTLING]

Whoa. Heh.

It's just me, boys.

I think I found where our snake went.

If I were a disgusting 80-foot reptile,

those tunnels are exactly the kind of place

I'd go to wait out the sun and find a drink.

Then that's where we're going.

Tunnel maps are back in the van.

Let's fall back and reload for round two.

Dad!

[***]

SHARPE: Repeat. Halt current position.

Please respond. Over.

Interference must be messing with the radio frequency too.

Either that or those jarheads decided to play hero

and ignore me.

AV signal's back.

Betty's on the move. Really on the move.

She must be hunting something down.

No. Work, you $10 million piece of--

Wait. GPS is picking up two more signals,

both inside the plant perimeter.

One's moving faster than the other.

She found the python.

Unless she found your soldiers.

SHARPE: Soldiers, read me!

Repeat. We've lost contact.

So rock, paper, scissors?

[HISSING]

[HISSING CONTINUES]

SOLDIER 1: I don't see anything.

SOLDIER 2: I sure in hell hear it.

[HISSING CONTINUES]

EMMETT: Now where?

Uh, uh...

Which way did they go, Monica?

I don't know. It's scrambled.

Better get that stun spike ready, doc.

MONICA: AV's back.

Oh, God. What?

Betty's right on top of them.

They're not responding. Light her up, doc.

This is a one-shot deal.

I spike her now, she's out for hours.

That's if she even survives the voltage.

Excuse me?

[MONICA SCREAMS]

MONICA: Now left.

No, no, no, right.

Damn it! Where the hell are we going?

[GUNFIRE]

[HISSING]

[GUNFIRE CONTINUES]

[GROWLING]

Look!

They're sitting ducks in there. Emmett, pull the trigger!

Shoot the pipes. What?

[SCREECHING]

[SCREECHING CONTINUES]

[SCREAMING]

Give me your radio. Soldiers, you gotta listen to me.

Constrictors use heat to see,

rely on thermal differences.

Shoot the pipes. A burst of heat or cold

can disrupt their vision. Shoot the pipes?

Shoot the pipes!

Shoot the pipes.

Use the heat and the steam for cover.

SOLDIER 1: We're clear,

but we lost Hoffman and Montgomery.

Copy that. The two of you continue

until you reach the surface exit.

I gotta hand it to you, doc.

That was some pretty quick thinking under pressure.

You saved two men's lives

and our spike.

Let's keep moving.

[***]

EVE: Damn it.

Mm.

You having fun yet?

Well, I'd be having more fun

if we could ditch the weekend warriors.

This damn thing is sticking.

Here. Use mine.

What are you gonna use?

I think it's time to turn up the heat a little.

[CHUCKLES]

We got one hour of daylight left, if we're lucky.

Hot enough for you?

No.

Why don't you do me a favor

and kick it up a few notches, pops?

[EXPLOSION]

You boys like your meat extra crispy?

Gotta get me one of those.

Oh, man!

Whoa.

No, no, no.

EMMETT: May I ask you a question?

MONICA: Sure.

EMMETT: Why dolphins?

MONICA: Why do I work with them, you mean?

EMMETT: Huh.

MONICA: Well, they're intelligent, social.

They interact well with humans.

Guess it makes it a little easier to get to know them.

[EMMETT CHUCKLES]

MONICA: So, what about you?

Why snakes?

EMMETT: Well, they're intelligent.

They're pretty independent.

Occasionally known to have bad tempers,

and not particularly social.

They keep their distance, from humans especially.

[MONICA CHUCKLES]

You all right?

Yeah. Just a little pissed.

Wanna take five?

Good plan.

[***]

Truth is, if you really wanna know,

I lost someone very close to a snakebite.

When I was 6,

I traveled with my family through South America.

We were staying in this village outside of Buenos Aires.

One night, my little sister goes to get a drink of water,

steps on a pit viper

that was curled up under the bathroom sink.

The village doctor couldn't figure out

which antivenom to administer.

By the time my dad did the 50-mile drive

to the nearest hospital, she was already...

MONICA: Oh, I'm sorry.

No. I guess I figured that working on the antivenom,

I'd learn something about them.

And how's that working out for you?

I don't know. For starters, I've learned

that I gotta get out of the lab more often.

[CHUCKLES]

SHARPE: You know, I hate to interrupt,

but could we possibly keep moving?

MONICA: Betty's sitting tight.

But there's another signal moving toward her.

It must be the python. Quick, what's the location?

I don't know.

I think she's in some sort of service tunnel or--

Diversion tunnel.

Look.

She's in one of these two passages, both are located

directly underneath the main pipe tunnel.

They're connected by this link. Part of some overflow system.

If we could seal off that level...

Both snakes would be contained.

True. But who's gonna volunteer to be trapped

in those tunnels

while trying to locate and sedate

two supersized reptiles?

We don't have to send anybody in.

We flush them out.

How?

We flood the system.

We force them to go where we want them to go.

The sublevels both drain

into this underground reservoir here.

Your men could go in

and bat cleanup with tranquilizers.

All right.

Koznetova, you there?

Listen up. I need sublevel diversion tunnels one and two

sealed off immediately

and all teams mobilized to the reservoir junction 27B

in preparation for target recovery.

And I need it all yesterday.

We don't have a second to spare.

Do you copy? Over.

I'm on it. Out.

Boys and girls, time to move.

Let's trap this rat.

We've got AV back.

It's weak, but it's...

Damn. What?

I don't think you wanna see this.

What is it?

Looks like the python's trying to get busy with your boa.

[GROWLING]

She's the only species of boa that lays eggs.

I've tried in the past to get her to mate, unsuccessfully.

I mean, I-- In vitro even. Nothing's worked.

Well, it looks like she's putting up

one hell of a fight now.

Ew, is that his...?

Vestigial hind leg.

The male python uses them like spurs during mating.

Oh, now, that.

[GROWLING]

I'll go check it out.

Mr. Danner, you and James go with him.

Maintain radio contact at all times.

Oh, and, Mr. Danner, you're in charge.

MONICA: Looks like the boa's on the run.

SHARPE: We need her

to keep that python interested long enough

for that sublevel to be sealed off.

Oh, he's still interested.

The python's still following her.

I can't believe I'm condoning the use of my snake

in laying a mantrap. We've got company.

GPS is picking up

three more signals in diversion tunnel two.

Koznetova, come in. We're getting multiple signals

in the diversion tunnels. You send somebody down here?

Koznetova, do you copy?

Whoever it is, we gotta get them out.

In about three minutes, that tunnel's gonna be filled

with several thousand gallons of water.

Then there's still time.

[***]

Stand back, boy. I'm in charge.

Unh. Ah.

JAMES: Anyone else get the feeling we're completely lost?

Give it a rest.

[GROWLING]

[RUMBLING AND CREAKING]

[RUMBLING]

Where?

Here, here!

I got this.

[ALARM BUZZING]

You know, that can't be good.

DANNER: Someone's coming.

Or something.

One shot, one kill.

Nothing more, nothing less.

Good night, my love.

MONICA: Aah!

Oh, God! No!

[MONICA SOBBING]

Outstanding.

Sharpe! Sharpe!

DANNER: Holy shit, Foley.

Whoops.

He's dead.

Who the hell are you people?

Which one of you is Broddick?

He's upstairs. He's in charge. Save it.

[ROARING]

Heh. Ooh!

Help!

[SCREAMING]

[GROWLING]

You got a gun in your hand, you stupid idiot! Use it!

Whoa! Dad!

[DANNER SCREAMING]

That's right. Open wide, you son of a bitch!

We've gotta get out of here. Now. Come on!

[***]

Come on!

Come on!

[SCREAMING]

[HISSING]

Hold up.

Give me some more light over here.

Baby, look at this.

I'd say your snake didn't come here to drink.

She came here to nest.

Yeah? Well, there's only one problem.

The snake I ordered wasn't female.

[***]

These must be the water tanks.

The main sublevel. There's dozens of rooms like this.

Shit! What? What is it?

I forgot the bag and the monitor and--

[GROWLING]

It doesn't matter. Come on, let's go.

Where are we going? There's no way out.

You know how to swim? What? Emmett, wait!

[GROWLING]

Oh, shit.

BRODDICK: Okay, baby.

Let's put the egg back where we found it, shall we?

[HISSING]

EVE: Aah!

Eve!

Eve!

[GROWLING]

[YELLING]

Aah!

[FLAMETHROWER CLICKING]

[WHIMPERING]

Stay with me, baby. Be right there.

[GROWLING]

[MOANING]

[***]

[WHIMPERING]

I'll get her for you.

[COUGHING]

That... That was amazing.

You should see me do it out of the water sometime.

I'll be right back.

Wh--

There's a grate about 60 feet that way.

I think it leads to a different room.

Let's go for a swim.

[PANTING]

Okay.

Where's the cavalry?

Well, I'd say we either go after the python

and your boa without any radio or tracking support whatsoever.

or we call it a day and get the fuck out of here.

Your call, doc.

[***]

Who the hell are you?

That's funny, I was about to ask you the same question.

Broddick.

Have we met?

Nope.

Asshole!

Do you have any idea what you've done?

Yeah, well, whatever it is, I'm sure it's nothing

compared to what I'm about to do to you

if you don't get the fuck out of my way!

MAN 1: Let him go.

I said, let him go.

Mr. Broddick, you're under arrest

for poaching and illegal animal importing.

Take him away.

You all right? Then let's go.

Come on.

[GROWLING]

[GROWLING]

We went to 27B.

Nobody was home. We've been following you ever since.

Sharpe's dead.

We know.

We found his body in the reservoir.

Didn't happen to find the AV monitor down there too, did you?

No.

But we've got your laptop equipment

up and running at our base camp in Philadelphia.

We'll be there in 10 minutes.

[***]

Asshole.

[SOLDIERS LAUGHING]

It's not a toy, huh?

[BEEPING]

And we're back in business. Well, sort of.

I've got GPS and audio.

Visual's basically a bust.

Implants must be damaged.

Location?

MONICA: About four blocks east of us.

What's it doing all the way over there?

Probably checking on her brood.

What are you talking about?

Oh, don't you know?

We stumbled into her nest.

Broke one of her eggs accidentally.

That's why that bitch reptile killed my girl.

Can you play it back on the video feed?

Yeah, sure. Give me a sec.

Okay, I got it.

Okay, slower.

Stop. There.

Now zoom in.

The only species of a boa to lay eggs?

Impossible. There's no way he could impregnate her

and then she lay eggs within an hour, right?

No.

She must have already been pregnant.

That's why she was fighting off the python so hard.

She hadn't just given birth. She was defending her nest.

Either that, or she's just got good taste in men.

Oh, no.

Why is she letting him eat her eggs?

What's wrong with her? Too injured to fight.

When was this?

MONICA: Fifteen, 20 minutes ago.

Look.

At least we know she's all right.

And she's after the python.

You're telling me your snake has a sense of vengeance?

That's what we're about to find out.

Gee, I wonder if you officially made her shit list, Broddick.

Mclntyre.

Well, just don't stand there!

[***]

Hold up, hold up. Stop! Stop!

Fuck off.

[WHOOPING]

I should've known she was pregnant.

It must've been a combination of the food snakes

and the growth hormone or--

Or maybe it was just nature's way

of letting you know you're doing all right, doc.

[RHYTHMIC BEATING]

What is that?

Whatever it is, it's live.

Sounds like machinery.

It's music.

I thought you secured a 5-mile perimeter.

[DANCE MUSIC BLARING FROM SPEAKER]

[DANCE MUSIC CONTINUES BLARING FROM SPEAKER]

See you on the other side of here.

[GROWLS]

Aah!

[GROWLING]

Watch it!

[ALL GASPING]

[DANCE MUSIC CONTINUES BLARING FROM SPEAKER]

MAN 1: Oh, my God!

[INDISTINCT YELLING]

[GROWLING]

[INDISTINCT YELLING]

[INDISTINCT YELLING CONTINUES]

[***]

KOZNETOVA: Everybody move forward.

[WOMEN SCREAMING]

[GROWLING]

BOTH [IN UNISON]: Oh, shit!

[INDISTINCT YELLING]

[ALL SCREAMING]

[SCREAMING CONTINUES]

[***]

Die, you slithering piece of shit!

Welcome to my barbecue.

[MONICA SCREAMS]

[***]

[YELLS]

[SOLDIERS YELLING]

[SOLDIERS CONTINUE YELLING]

We have a madman loose with a flamethrower.

I need more men ASAP.

[GROWLING]

Monica!

[***]

Fucking thing!

Here's the plan: Run!

Good plan. We're in trouble.

The gun's out there.

[MONICA SCREAMS AND THE PYTHON GROWLS]

[BOTH GRUNTING]

Oh, God.

[GROWLS]

[GROWLS]

Hello, bitch. Remember me?

Aah!

[GRUNTING]

[SCREAMING]

Unh.

[GROANS]

[GROANING]

[GRUNTING]

[GROWLS]

I hope you fucking choke on me, bitch!

[GROWLING]

[SCREAMS]

[***]

Okay, come on.

[BOTH GROWL]

Whoa!

[EMMETT GRUNTS AND MONICA SCREAMS]

Unh.

It's too late.

Sorry, Betty.

[EMMETT GRUNTS AND MONICA SCREAMS]

[TRAIN HORN BLOWING]

[***]

I killed her.

No, you saved her life.

[***]

She's gone.

MONICA: So, what if we can't find her?

We know where her nest is. We'll find her.

What?

You and me.

We make a pretty good team.

EMMETT: And Betty makes three.

Ready? Ready.

[***]