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( gasp )

( muffled moaning )

( muffled sobs )

( screaming and crying)

Oh, Amy!

Oh, no!

Oh, my God!

Oh, my God!
No! No!

No!

Takes about
three quarters...

Walker!

- Sir!
- Where's Nick?

You mean Marine Boy?
Where else?

Thanks.

Hey, Morton.

That window seems to be
holding up all right.

- I'd like you to watch it, though.
- Okay. No problem.

Hi, Michael.

I just walked
past the tropical tank,

and guess what?

It's completely empty.

I know.

I had to move everything until
the heater was fixed properly.

I thought it was fixed
properly already.

So did I.

But the water's still
10 degrees too cold,

and I didn't think you wanted
an exhibit of dead fish.

I've got exactly one week
to iron everything out, Nick.

I'm counting on you
to make this work.

Don't let me down!

Well...

there goes Mr. Warmth!

Mm-hmm.

You said
I could have a turn!

- When I'm done.
- When's that gonna be?

When I'm done!

But you said
I could!

Dad doesn't know
we're using his boat.

I don't want you
breaking it.

( gasping )

I heard about the shark
in the inlet.

- It's a Great White, huh?
- Yeah.

You gonna
tranquilize it?

If I have to.
Get it out of the inlet.

That's perfect.

Why don't you
bring it in here?

- You're kidding, right?
- Not at all.

You know what kind
of media coverage

we could get
with a Great White?

Talk about
a star attraction.

Doesn't sound like one
of your better ideas, Michael.

It'd be great for you too.

You'd get to study it
up close and personal.

No one's been able to keep
a Great White alive in captivity.

Monterey Bay Aquarium
had one a couple of years back.

Yeah, and if you remember,
it couldn't adapt.

It kept banging into walls.
They let it go after a week.

Yeah,
but in that week,

people were banging down
the doors to get in and see it.

Too risky.

You've only been with us
for six weeks, Nick.

And in that time,
you've done a great job,

but I'd hate to see you
make a mistake now.

That sounds
like a threat, Michael.

Take it any way
you like.

I want that shark.

( sighs )

First sign of trouble,
we put it back in the ocean.

- Agreed?
- Agreed.

You're the boss.

( rock music blaring )

Hey!

- What?
- Marcus!

- Do you want some lotion?
- Okay.

- Marcus, a shark!
- What?

Pay attention, please!

What did you say?

Hey, Marc!
Marc!

- Huh?
- Hey! Listen to me!

A shark!
In the inlet!

Capturing a Great White?
Jesus!

Next thing, Francisco will have you
out looking for Moby Dick.

Don't fuck with me, Marcus!
You guys available or not?

- Right now?
- Yes!

These girls are babes!
You're gonna owe us big time!

I'll double
your normal rate.

Double it?
Girls, gotta get to work.

You guys
are out of here.

Okay, we're in.

So, what's your plan?

We'll bait him,
drag him near the boat.

I'll hit him
with a tranquilizer dart,

and we'll tow him in.

It's a piece of cake.

Shit!

Piece of cake, my ass!

Looks like a 12 footer.

No, this one's 16.

Boys!

I don't think he's happy!

I can't see him!

Careful!

Oh, shit!

( grunt )

Got him!

It's gonna take
a few minutes to kick in.

I don't know about you,

but I could use a beer.

I think Tom could use
a change of underwear.

I hate you guys!

In local news,
we have a shark story

about the big one
that didn't get away.

And this isn't just any shark,
but rather a Great White shark.

Water World, Cape Town's
new multi-million dollar aquarium,

will be the first of its kind
to have a live Great White shark

on display to the public.

Dr. Nick Harris, Water World's
resident marine biologist,

rescued a Great White that was
trapped in an inlet near Hauk Bay.

The long-awaited aquarium opens
its doors to the public on Saturday.

In soccer news, the Springbox are
scheduled to meet Australia...

Woman: That shark's not supposed
to be on display,

it killed people!

You don't
keep it here, okay?

You need
to take it out--

Have a nice day, lady!

Jerk!

( clearing throat )

Hmm!

Who was that?

Samantha Peterson.

She's convinced that
our shark is the same one

that killed her sister
last week.

- In the attack near Table Bay?
- Yeah, she's one crazy lady.

You're not blaming her
for being upset, are you?

No.

- So how is our star attraction?
- He's good.

But we're not
out of the woods yet.

Let's go take a look.

Okay, Kenny,
turn them on half a watt.

Half a watt, coming up!

So what am I looking at?

Those black boxes.

They give off alternating
electrical charges

that the shark
is attracted to.

Gives him something
to concentrate on,

and keeps him from banging
into the wall.

It's like dangling a carrot
in front of a donkey.

That's not bad.

That's not bad at all.

( sighs )

What's wrong?

Look at the shark.

Look at the shark?

I've been looking at it for two days.
I see it in my sleep.

I mean, look at it,
smart ass!

His tail and his dorsal fins seem
a little too big for his body.

I wonder if it's
a newborn.

Yeah,
but that's no baby.

At that size,
he's got to be at least, what?

- 1 0, 1 2 years old?
- I know.

So? The shark's
a little off.

My brother's head
is way too big for his body,

but he's normal.
Well, sometimes, anyway.

Let's play it safe.

Take a blood sample
and run it through.

Make sure
our guy is healthy.

( humming )

Hey!

( grunting )

What are you
trying to do?

That thing
murdered my sister!

- And you brought a shotgun?
- What would you do?

You don't know
this is the shark.

Yes, I do!

In case you didn't notice, Doctor,
it's missing an eye.

I took it out...

trying to save
my sister's life.

You want this to be the shark.
That doesn't mean it is.

No one believes me.
Why should you be any different?

Besides, you're the one
that brought it in here.

I'd like to believe you,
but without any proof...

Proof?
You want proof?

- Let's cut it open, I'll show you--
- You know I can't do that!

I'm very sorry about
what happened to your sister,

and I understand
what you must be going through.

Understand?

You didn't see Amy's eyes.

You didn't see how that thing
just tore her to pieces.

You have no idea
what I'm going through.

Why don't you just go?

The shark's in the aquarium now.
It's not gonna hurt anyone,

I promise.

Save your promises.

( Sousa march playing )

Sharks really are not
as dangerous as people think,

as long as you don't
antagonize them. Yeah?

Mayor Shandu, what do you think
of the new aquarium?

I think that Water World
will serve as a shining example

of our city's dedication
to education,

and the conservation
of our seas.

Now,
if you'll excuse me,

Mr. Francisco has promised me
the grand tour.

Yes, and you can see
here the teeth...

Come through this way!

Come see
the Great White shark!

This way,
ladies and gentlemen!

The Great White shark!

Nick: The shark must
swim constantly.

If he would stop,
he'd sink.

Any other questions?
Yes, sir.

How many different kinds
of shark are there?

There are over
360 varieties of shark,

from the tiniest cookie-cutter shark
to the enormous whale shark.

And of that number, only very few
pose any danger to man.

Anyone else?
Yes.

- Tell them to feed the shark.
- Shouldn't you ask Harris?

Harris is busy,
the cameras are rolling.

Let's give them something
for the evening news.

Kenny, you there?
Come in, Kenny.

Kenny, you there?

You there, Kenny?

Yes, I'm here.

Feed the shark.

Dr. Harris said to
wait till after we closed.

Mr. Francisco is telling you
to feed it.

- Now.
- Okay.

That's a good question...

Excuse me.

- What the hell are you doing?
- I'm giving them what they want.

( screaming )

Whoa!

( hysterical screaming )

Morton, we've got
an emergency in the tank!

Nick,
tell me what to do.

Close the gate!

( sobbing )

( beeping )

Nick!

Move!

The gate's
not gonna hold, Nick!

What about tranquilizers?

We're out.

It's activated.

( grunting )

Do we have a signal?

( beeping )

Yes! You got him!

Woman: Mr. Francisco,

now that the man-eating
shark has escaped,

what are you and your staff
prepared to do about it?

Well, first of all,

I cannot begin
to express my grief...

about what's happened
here today.

But let me assure you that
we'll do everything necessary

to insure your safety
in these waters.

Now, if you'll excuse me.
Thanks.

Ladies and gentlemen,
your attention, please.

Francisco! Francisco!

Security!

Harris!

You fucked up
real good!

You know the PR disaster
this is?

Kenny's dead,
you son of a bitch!

You brought it in here.
That makes it your responsibility.

In case you don't get it,
you're fired.

Check him out of here.

Let's go. Let's go.

Man: And Van Hunt, he's just
casually smoking away.

And he says, "Ahhh!

You've outsmoked
the Devil himself!"

So whenever we see smoke coming
off the mountain like that,

we say,
"Van Hunt's at it again!"

It's on me.

Thanks, TJ.

Cheers.

Nick, why don't you
just go home?

Home?

Home to what?

Remember, Nick,

it's just a job.

Right.

- Hold on.
- What do you want?

Hi, I just--
I wanted...

What? What?

Now you believe me
about the shark?

Someone else had to die,
and now it's loose.

If you hadn't stopped me,
none of this would have happened.

You're right.

Look, I know what happened
wasn't your fault,

but now it's out there.

What are you
gonna do about it?

- Try to find it.
- And kill it?

Yes, if I have to.

- Then you'll need some help.
- I'll get the Miller brothers' boat.

What time should I
meet you?

I don't think
that would be a good idea.

I can take care
of myself.

Yes, I know that,
thanks.

I don't think it'd be smart
to have you out there.

I don't need you
looking out for me.

I...

Lend us a hand, mate?

Here you go.
Heads up!

Nice boat.

She's a beaut.
All the way from Sidney.

I'm Roy, Roy Bishop.

I've seen your show.
It's very entertaining.

- Cartoon Network.
- No, Discovery Channel.

Everyone recognizes me. I've got
the highest rated animal show.

And you're here
doing some filming nearby?

I was doing a show
about the African Octopus

when I got a call about hunting
a Great White. That's exciting.

They said they could
afford me, here I am.

Thank you.

All right.

Look after that.
It's worth a lot of money.

Good luck.

Thanks, mate.

- Hey, Tom.
- Hey, Nick.

Hey, Marc.
How are you?

Hey, buddy.

- What are you doing here?
- I chartered this boat.

Marc, what's going on here?
I need you guys today!

Sorry, buddy.
She booked us first.

- Should have called last night.
- I called 10 times!

Your line was busy.

Damn it, Tom, I told you
not to tie up the phone.

Get your own line if you want
to download porn!

I wasn't on all night.

All right.

I'm sorry.

Good. That's all
I wanted to hear.

You can tag along.

Are you kidding?

We can argue about this all day
or we can find that shark.

- The choice is yours.
- Okay, we'll all go together.

But on the water,
you listen to me.

Please.

Whatever you say,
captain.

Morton: Hey, Nick!

Here I am!

Thanks for coming down.

No problem.

- Did you get it?
- Yes, right here.

- Thanks.
- I'm expecting the results

of the shark's blood sample
sometime soon.

- All right.
- We'll have to do it on the sly.

I've got Francisco
breathing down my neck.

I told you to take care
of that filtration problem.

They're busy fixing it
right now.

How do you know they're
gonna fix it properly

if you ain't there
to supervise?

See you later, Nick.

What's she doing here?

She's with me.

If you think you're gonna catch that
shark, you're out of your league.

We'll see.

- This is Roy Bishop.
- We've met.

He's been hired
to clean up your mess.

Fuck you, Michael.
It's your mess and you know it.

Hey, calm down, mate.

- Is this the bloke?
- Yeah.

You're the bozo
who screwed things up

by letting the shark get free.

Tell me, because I don't have
your experience,

what's it like knowing someone
died because you fucked up?

Do me a favor...

get Crocodile Dundee
out of my face.

Mayor's behind me on this.
You stay out of it.

Come on, Roy.
Don't waste your time.

- You're a funny guy.
- Thank you.

Very funny.

That's a nice boat.

( sarcastic laughter )

Which one dresses up
as the Indian?

You're funny.

I just wanna know.

- Pricks.
- Pretty much.

We got something
they don't.

What's that?

A global positioning device.

I tagged the shark
before he took off.

Wow. When were you gonna
tell them?

Uh, I wasn't.

Nick: There he is.

Starboard, 30 degrees.

Samantha: It's circling
Seal Island.

Turn port,
25 degrees.

Ease up on the throttle.
Don't wanna spook him.

Looks like we're right
on top of it.

Marc: There it is.

Thomas, God damn it!
Don't make me call your mother.

Samantha: Be careful.
He's circling under the boat.

There he is.

There he goes.

Ahh.
He didn't take it.

Not this again!

Shit!

Son of a bitch!

Give me the pole.

- You're gonna put him to sleep?
- Yup.

Oh, shit!

Watch out.

Sam, we're doing this my way.

It looks like your way
isn't working.

( cocking shotgun )

Sam! Take my hand!

Grab it!

Steady me!
Steady me!

( growling )

( coughing )

He's moving!

Well, let's go.
Follow him!

- We're fucked!
- Shit!

Can't you do something?
He's swimming away!

No way we can fix her
out here.

Fuck!

Should've done
that tune up.

- You said it could wait.
- Yeah, blame me!

- Hey, bro, I'm just saying.
- Will you cut it out?

Jesus!

Let's radio it in, guys.

( static )

Thomas: This is the Wet Dream
calling Cape Harbor.

Come in,
Cape Harbor. Over.

As I paddle out,
I see this great wave...

( boat horn )

Well, well...

( sarcastic laughter )

Hi there, tough guy.

What seems to be the problem?
Rubber band break?

We got a dinghy
you can borrow.

( laughing )

No, we're just having
fun with ya.

Hey, Hootie,
throw 'em a line.

Newman,
get us straightened out.

Newman:
Aye, Roy.

- Got it down?
- I got it. Tie it down.

We'll try to keep
it running under 1 0 knots...

We don't wanna scare ya.

( sighs )

Next time.

Thanks for pulling me
out of the water.

It's the least I can do after
all your kindness to me.

You saved my life.

I owe you one.

I'm just glad
you're okay.

Amy!

Amy...

Come in a little bit
closer, Hootie.

That's it.
Keep it open in there.

- Hi.
- Hey.

- When did he catch it?
- This morning, I guess.

Is it our shark?

It's hard to tell,
his head is all chewed up.

He's roughly the right size
and there's no tag.

What we have here is a 12 foot
Great White shark.

I caught it just off the coast
here in Cape Town, South Africa.

A menace to these waters,

this man-eater attacked
and killed at least two people.

That was before meeting up
with me.

So, I was reeling him in

when he tugged under the boat,
back to the stern.

Then something wild
happened.

Bam!

He hit the prop, sliced up his head
and two of his fins,

right here.

Oh, Mr. Francisco,
thank you.

Roy Bishop caught
the shark.

Now if you come this way,
I'll answer your questions.

Thank you,
ladies and gentlemen.

Don't forget
I'm on the Discovery Channel.

Here, you like the hat?

That's it,
feel free to come.

Roy Bishop's shark
hanging right here.

Thanks to Roy Bishop,

it is safe for our community
to go back into the water again.

Any other questions?

Hi.

Well, well...

That's quite a story.

Yeah, it's what they want.

It spices up their boring
little lives.

It'll make a nice segment
for your TV show.

Only I think you caught
the wrong shark.

It's a Great White,
about the same size, right?

I caught it just off shore
from the aquarium.

I tagged the Great White
that escaped with a transmitter.

Really?

That information
would have been helpful.

Trying to hog all
the glory for yourself?

This isn't a competition, Roy.

The losers always say that.

What about the transmitter?

I don't know,
could have fallen off

when he hit the propeller,
or while reeling him in.

So either way, I'll know
once it's cut open.

And if it's not
the right shark?

Then I'll keep on catching them
until I do find the right one.

I might even get several
episodes out of this.

How can you take advantage
of other people's miseries?

Look here,
you little beaut,

I'm just here to help,
and if it's good for my TV show,

I'll shoot it
before somebody else steals it.

Know what?

You fix up your hair
and face a little,

I might even
let you be on my show.

Now excuse me,
I gotta go sign some autographs.

Was he talking
to you or me?

( laughing )

Hey, guys.

- Hey.
- Hey.

I see you're making
some progress.

Oh, yeah,
Chuck here's deep into it.

Bad news is, it'll take me
most of the day.

Let us take
a ride tonight.

I thought
they caught the shark.

Not the right shark.

Surfing competition's
tomorrow.

We can't spend all night
cruising around.

Yeah, Marc gets cranky
if he doesn't get enough sleep.

Shut up!

( chuckling )

We wanna have a look
around Seal Island.

Samantha and I
can handle it.

Okay.

- Thanks.
- Just try not to sink it.

See you.

Asshole!

Well, we've got
some spare time...

Oh, I've got
a great idea!

( giggling )

( laughing )

Is there anything I can say
to make it easier?

She couldn't say goodbye.

Samantha: There's
the signal.

It's moving.

So much for Roy's shark.

Samantha: We're right
over it.

- Oh, no, we're losing the signal!
- Shit!

Hey, look at this.

Samantha: Looks like
an overhang here.

Could be a cave.
Let's find out.

Okay,
here we go.

( beeping sounds )

This has gotta be expensive.
Where did you get this stuff?

I...

borrowed it
from the aquarium.

But you don't work there
anymore?

No. Gotta take it back
some time.

It's a cave, all right.

There's another one.

I've never seen so many
Great Whites together before.

Oh, there he is.

Oh, shit.

Come on.

Jesus! Jesus!

( crackling sounds )

Guess you don't have
to return it now.

Hmm.

Morton:
I count six sharks!

Great Whites swimming in a school.
This has never been recorded.

This is very strange.

What did you find
in the autopsy?

It's not our shark.

We gotta find it.

Nick, the lab work came back.
Look at this.

( clears throat )

There are three times
as many white blood cells

and the metabolic rate
is almost off the chart.

No wonder
he's so aggressive.

Maybe they're sick,
like rabies or something.

If it was only one,
I'd agree with you,

but I found the same thing
in Roy's shark.

What is it?

Well, I did some digging,
and I came up with this.

It's a scientist up north
named Dr. Craven,

who's doing
some weird experiments,

pumping Great Whites full of
steroids and God knows what...

trying to find
a cancer serum.

But get this--

the sharks
were all female.

And pregnant.

And these sharks
are the offspring.

Altered
on a cellular level, yes.

According to this, these sharks
would only be about a year old.

But already they're the size
of a grown adult.

They're growing
at an accelerated level,

and hunting in packs.

There's no telling how dangerous
they're going to get.

We're in bigger trouble
than I thought.

Mayor Shandu: You want me
to shut down the beaches?

Nick: Yeah, everything,
right now.

What about
this surfing competition?

- Cancel it.
- It starts in two hours.

Look,
I've heard enough!

I am not telling
the sponsors to cancel

because we have
mutant sharks!

This is insane!

Insane is ignoring this
until someone else dies.

Gentlemen,

Iet's try and be civil.

Now I can't discount
what Dr. Harris has here.

But, at the same time,

I won't start
a full-blown panic.

You can't deny
those sharks are out there.

What do you think
about all this, Roy?

You want my opinion?

Sounds like a lot
of scientific mumbo-jumbo to me.

We know it sounds crazy,
but look at the evidence.

Are you willing to risk
more lives?

You talk
about risking lives?

He tagged that shark,
knew where it was

and he told no one.

I thought
I could handle it.

You obviously couldn't.

Gentlemen, let's stick
to the subject at hand.

Michael,
are the beaches safe?

There are anti-shark nets
all along the beaches

we're using for the competition.

Now we know where
the sharks are.

This is so boring!

You wanna make
the beaches safe?

You give me that locator and
you'll never have to worry again.

Fine.

We'll work together.

I don't think so.

There's only one captain
on my boat.

I think you've done enough
for now, Dr. Harris.

Mr. Bishop seems best equipped
to handle the situation.

I want you to give him
all your information.

( scoffs )

And Michael...

keep me informed!

Sure thing, Mr. Mayor.

PA: Ladies
and gentlemen,

welcome to the Cape Classic
Surf Competition,

sponsored by Water World.

We're so pleased
to have you with us today.

Some of the best
surfing in the world,

right here,
in the Cape waters.

Some of the best
competitors...

Richard Clemens now,
look at this run...

- Anything yet?
- Uh-uh.

- Hey, Nick!
- Hey, Tom! Hey, Marc!

How's it going there,
stud?

Nick: Good luck, guys!

- See you later, all right?
- Have a good run!

PA: Give it up,
ladies and gentlemen!

Man those cameras, guys!

Everybody ready?

If there's a slew
of whites there,

it may be too dangerous,
even in the cages.

- Maybe we shouldn't waste time--
- Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!

Are you getting a case
of the pussies on me?

Toughen up, guys!

We're gonna kill the sharks,
but not on this dive.

Not until I get enough footage
to make the Discovery Channel

- wet their little panties.
- You're the boss.

Damn right.
Now, let's get in the water,

and don't mess up
on those close-ups.

I need lots of shots
of me and the sharks.

- Yes, sir.
- You know the ritual...

Heads.

Never lets me down.
Let's do it.

( grunting with effort )

Look out!

Get out of there!

Newman!

Come on, Pierson!
Swim for it!

Come on, boy!

Swim, buddy!
Swim for it! Faster!

Get me out of here!
Help!

Oh, man!

No!

Fuck!

Come on, Roy!
For God's sake, swim!

Faster! Come on!

- Get me out of here!
- They're coming at you!

Come on, swim!

Grab my hand!

Get me out!

Fuck! Shit!

- Roy, where are they heading?
- What?

The beach.

PA: It's a beautiful day
for the competition

sponsored by
Water World.

The Cape Town
Surf Competition continues.

Bro, let's catch some waves
and do this!

( beeping )

( heart thumping )

I'll show you how to do it.
Watch this.

Get 'em!

Shark in the water!
Get out!

Shark in the water!

Get out of the water!

Get out!
Out of the water! Shark!

( screaming )

Get out of the water!
Shark!

Get out!
Get on the beach!

Everyone out of the water!
Shark!

Sharks in the water!
Get out!

Oh, my God!

Excuse me.

I'll be right back.

Out of the water!

No!

Tom!

Look out, Tom,
I'm gonna ram him.

Oh, God, Nick!

Marc!

Marc!

Look out!

( screaming )

Tom!

Come on!

Tom, gimme your hand.

Samantha: Hurry up.
Get him out of the water!

Be careful.

You're gonna be okay.

Lay him over here.

- How is he?
- He'll make it.

Is it gonna be okay?

I don't know.

This was a blood bath!
On my beach!

( phone rings )

Yes!
I'll take care of it!

You told me you could
handle this!

- Roy here...
- Don't try to push this off

on someone else.

I thought the incident
at the aquarium was a nightmare.

We've got five dead,
more injured.

We're facing lawsuits!

And I've got to issue
some kind of statement!

The press is looking
for a scapegoat,

and guess who's
first in line?

What the fuck happened
out there, Mr. Wonderful?

The sharks attacked us
from every angle.

They killed Hootie
and Pierson.

I was lucky
to get out alive.

I heard about
your friends and

I'm sorry.

( sighs )

I take it you believe
us now, sir.

I wish I had earlier.

Do you know how
to handle this?

We have a plan.

Do whatever
you have to do.

You have all my resources
at your disposal.

To those lost at sea.

To those lost at sea.

Sharks are evil.
They need to be destroyed.

They're not evil, Roy.
There's only a handful of attacks

compared to the millions
we slaughter.

What do you call something that
indiscriminately attacks people?

It's a murderer.

And they deserve to die.

I grew up off the coast
of Florida,

swimming before
I could walk.

I used to dive all the time--

school, no school--

drove my mom nuts.

I remember one day,
I'd just turned 1 6...

I was diving
on a coral reef,

had a big cave
underneath.

I followed
a yellowtail inside.

And somehow I lost
my bearings.

It was pitch black
in there...

very very quiet.

And a chill went
up my back...

'cause I could feel that there was
something else in there...

watching me.

Next thing I knew I was in the jaws
of a nine foot tiger shark.

Jeez!

The pressure was intense,
like a vise.

But it really didn't hurt
that day.

I must've been
in shock because

he bit right through
to the bone,

punctured my stomach.

Took 290 stitches
to sew me back up.

And I remember thinking

that at that precise moment

I could live or die.

I was at the mercy

of a force of nature that
recognized me as the enemy.

A very humbling
experience, Roy.

For whatever reason
he decided to let go.

The killing machine
let me live.

What about these sharks?
They've got a taste for human flesh.

Now...

because some so-called
scientists

have tampered with nature
in the name of progress,

these sharks are
very screwed up.

That is why we have
to put them down.

As for the rest
of the species,

they've been here
in their domain

for almost
450 million years.

I think they've earned
the right to stay.

Having said that,

are we all game
to finish this?

Abso-fucking-lutely.

Nick: Here, this is the cave
where they've been hanging out.

It can hold them all. Get them
in there and wipe them out.

Sounds complicated.

I say we get depth charges
and hunt them one at a time.

It's not that easy
anymore.

The group mentality...

If we kill them individually
they'll preserve the pack,

head into open sea.

Gotta deal with them now
and all at once.

Great, but how do we
get them all into the cave?

They won't just
swim in there.

He's right.

They're gonna have to
wanna go in there.

They'll wanna go.

We tie a couple
of generators together,

we'll have a pulse strong enough
to attract them all.

You put that inside the cave
and the sharks come running?

Hopefully.

It'll be tough getting the device
deep enough into the cave.

I know. Have to get it
in there somehow.

You're gonna put it
in the cave?

Are you crazy?

I gotta make sure
they're in there.

Roy: Wait.

I've got an idea that will
give us better protection.

Where are you going?

To call a friend about
making a special delivery.

Finish the device. See you at
the docks tomorrow at 10:00.

Finished?

Yeah.

What's the matter?

Nothing.

You seem a little quiet.

This is crazy.

You've seen what
those sharks can do.

It's a bit risky.

A bit?
You could die.

I have no intention
of dying now.

Besides, Super Roy seems
to think it's a good idea.

Roy would jump in the water
with a snorkel and a grenade.

Probably would, huh?

( chuckles )

You don't have to do this.

It's not your responsibility.

I know that.

Somebody has to end this.

Why you?

If I walk away and
somebody else dies,

I don't know if
I could live with myself.

I've already lost
my sister.

I don't want
to loose you too.

I don't wanna be lost.

( Samantha moaning )

- Hey.
- G'day, come on up.

Got a couple of great things
to show you.

Underwater demolition
explosives,

20 lbs. worth, complete with
detonator and timer.

Should be enough to turn them into
a bloody shark smoothie.

I won't ask where
you got that.

It's better that you don't.
I got something else to show you.

Here's that special delivery
I was talking about.

What is it?

A mini sub I bought from
Jacques Cousteau's people

after he passed away.
She'll do 10 knots.

It might keep those sharks from
having us for breakfast.

You happy?

Oh, yeah.

Good. Let's go blow up
some shit, eh?

Use the mini sub to lead
the sharks to the cave,

drop off the pulse generator

and the explosives
and we're outta there.

- Is that gonna work?
- There's one small wrinkle.

Radio waves won't
penetrate all that rock.

Meaning what?

We can't remote detonate
the bomb from up here.

You tell us that now?
We can't be in the water either.

The concussion blast
would kill us.

I know.
That's why I got the timer.

We arm the bomb
with the green button

and start the countdown
with the red one.

I'm setting the timer
for 10 minutes.

Once we start the countdown...
we can't stop it.

Better get it right
the first time.

I'm going with you.

I'd rather you didn't.

What can I do from here?

We'll be fine down there.

We can fire that
underwater?

Specially designed Glock.

Range is only 20 feet,
but she'll do the trick.

I've got a tradition
I do every time I dive.

I was hoping you'd
help me with it.

Heads or tails?

Sam...

Heads.

I, uh...

I want you to keep this for me.
It'll bring you good luck.

I gotta check with Newman.
We're getting close.

Well...

Well...

It's gonna be all right.
Don't worry.

How about a little optimism?
You got a nice coin out of it.

Just be careful, Nick.
Okay?

All I need is this.

And this.

If I have those things...

All I need is this.

We'll be all right.

Roy: Clearing 20 feet.

- Anything exciting yet?
- Nothing.

- Everything ready?
- Yes, ma'am.

Nick: Let's turn on
the generator.

Got a heart beat.
How do we look up top, Sam?

I've got multiple signals.
They're definitely nearby.

You should see them
by now.

Nothing yet.

Woah!

What's wrong?

- We've found them.
- You mean, they found us.

I'm gonna turn up
the juice.

( thumping )

We've got
their attention.

Me without my camera.

- Don't get too close.
- No closer than we have to.

Time to get serious.

Right.

It's armed.

We've got the cave
on the scope.

Do you see it yet?

We see it.

Let's give these bloody dingoes
what they deserve.

- This isn't working.
- I'm shutting off the generators.

Get your gun
and shoot him, Roy!

I can't! I need both hands
to control the sub!

They got us from the back!
Shit!

We're losing it!
Whoa!

We're going down!

- Get the cage into the water.
- Why?

Just do it!

Hold tight.

Nick, I hit the button.
The countdown's started!

Oh, great.

When I let the air out of
the cage's buoyancy tanks,

cut the rope.

- Help me open this thing.
- I'm trying. It's jammed.

My side's jammed too.
There's no way out.

( gasps )

- Nice driving, boy.
- Thanks, Nick.

Like it was my fault.

I can't get it.
Help me with this.

Come on, let's push!

Come on, Nick.

( grunting with effort )

We can do it!
Come on, Nick!

Come on!

- Hi, guys!
- Sam, what are you doing here?

Saving your bacon.

- That's it, get us out.
- Everybody push together.

Great!

Thanks, Sam.

I gotta check the damage.

Okay, guys.
Stay close to the sub.

Watch your backs, guys.

Get to the back of the sub.
Let's try to right this thing.

Be careful, guys.

How's it look?

Not good.
We don't have much time, Roy.

- Let's move it.
- Right. Come on, Nick.

( grunting with effort )

Sam: Way to go, guys.

Roy: Look at them. I'm gonna spill
some guts, right here!

Don't get them pissed off,
we gotta get outta here.

Right, let's get the sub
in the cave.

Floor the engine, aim it at
the entrance and let it go.

The rudder's messed up,
it won't steer straight.

- I'll pilot it.
- Roy, that's suicide.

I'll bail out in time.
Trust me.

Bishop, please.
There's gotta be another way.

It's gonna be okay.
I know what I'm doing.

Please, Roy,
think about this.

There's no time now.
Get yourselves topside.

I'll see you guys later.

- Let me have the spear gun.
- Here you go.

( thumping )

I hope he knows
what he's doing.

Alrighty.

Let's see how tough
you really are.

Follow me, you bastards.

Almost there.

Time to get out
of here.

- He did it!
- Bishop!

- Roy!
- No!

Aaahh!

- I'm going in.
- It's too late, Nick.

Oh, my God!

We gotta get out of here.
Come on.

Okay.

Look out!

Oh, my God!
Nick!

Come on, you bastard!

Keep away from him!

Come on, turn over here!
Over here!

My God, Sam!

That's it.
Come on!

Come on!

Come on!

Oh, my God!

My God!

Oh, my God!

Bite this, motherfucker!

( gasps )

Oh, my God, Nick!
I thought you were dead!

Close.

Come on,
we're out of time.

Come on!

Come on!

Get down!

Okay.

- You're okay?
- We're okay.

What happened to Roy?

He didn't make it.

Oh, my God, skipper.

He died saving us.

Hello?

- Roy.
- Roy?

Skipper!

Somebody wanna get
a picture?

Just rest.
You're gonna be okay.

Thanks.

No, no, no.
What happened down there?

You mean how come
I'm alive?

Well...

the shark dragged me
into the cave,

was getting ready
to have me for dinner...

so I pulled out
my dive knife

and I made him
reconsider!

( coughing )

Then I found a small tunnel
at the back of the cave,

I dumped all my gear,

and I squeezed
my way out.

You're crazy,
you know that?

Maybe.

But after this,
I'm gonna be huge!

Imagine the ratings!

I'll be bigger than
Cousteau ever was.

I'm not gonna forget
you two.

I'll even put you
on my show!

Escaping the jaws
of death...

Ahh, Roy Bishop.

Roy Bishop escaping
the jaws of death.

Good night.

Roy Bishop in
the jaws of death.

I have a problem.

What is it?

What am I gonna do
with a beautiful,

intelligent,
sensitive woman

who's willing
to risk her life for me?

I sure hope you know the answer
to that question, Nick.

Let's go home.