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Containcr 14 ready to winch.

Six to shack. silver extraction completed.

That's 9ood eatin9. Burritos, enchiladas...

Black beans and rice, man.
That's Puerto Rican. I 9otta take you...

I hate to break up
the great Latino gourmet debate,

but we ain't off the clock yet.

Since we got a few more days here,
can somebody

please tell me who the hook is?

Fifteen, is that you?

You got a hook on box 22?

The man is askin9 you
if you'rc hookcd on 22, dumb shit.

Watch your mouth, sixpack.

Fifteen to shack.
This is Jones. I ain't the hook.

Seven to shack. I'm the hook.

Okay there, seven.
Pack up box 22 and call it a day.

Hey, Willie, you trip on a tit or
somethin9? We'rc all waitin' on ya.

Go suck on a shrimp, Sixpack.

Seven to shack. Ready to winch.

There we go. Winch on.

Okay, miners, let's come on home.

You heard the man. Let's 9et movin '.

Come on, 9uys.
We only have threc days left.

I hear that.

Put the kettle on, Beck.
We're comin9 home.

Well, Doc, not so as you'd notice,

but the sun has set on yet another day

of hard labor and toil
here at the homestead.

Sixtcen tons and what do you 9et.

Another day older and deepcr in debt

Saint Peter, don't you call me
'cause I can't 90

I owe my soul to the company storc.

Jonesy! Help!

Cobb!

I'm losin9 compression!
I'm 9onna blow my suit! Doc! Beck!

- Yeah, I 9ot you, oeJesus.
- You look fine from in here.

- Give me a readout.
- My rcbrcather's stopped!

I'm losin9 compression! I can't breathe!

I can't get an accurate
readout if you panic.

Doc, we got an emergency here.
We need you. Got trouble.

So just breathe slowly
and through your nose

and out through your mouth.

I think you're hyperventilating.

- Hyperventilatin9, my ass!
- How do you do this?

- Hc's 9onna blow.
- No, he's not gonna blow!

Ooc, come on!

- Check his oxy9en level.
- Yeah, I'm doin' that.

- Do somethin9, quick!
- I'm doin' it.

Help!

Damn!

Hook him to my RV-four transpac.

Right. Hook him to the RV...

No! Don't do that!
Don't circumventilate him.

I think you're risking
an implosion probability.

Doc, we need you .
Bring him into the shack.

- There's not enou9h timc!
- You've 9ot time. Just do it.

I'm 9onna die!

You ain't gonna die.

Just keep him moving.

Takc it casy. We'll make it.

Opcn thc damn door.

Comc on! Get him inside!

Keep him moving.

Come on , Iift lock. Go.

Come on, lift Iock. U p.

Rebreathers. I don't trust anything that
doesn't have bubbles comin' out of it.

It ain't the goddamn suit, man. It's Beck.

It's not his fault. Doc
should've been there.

If he was a real shack boss,
Doc would have been there.

He got real lucky.

Hey, Wall Street broke
the 15,000-point barrier today.

Shit. There goes my bonus.

You know, I stood next to a guy
who blew a suit once.

He was in the Indian Ocean.

- That is not a pretty sight.
- Leave Hazy alone, man.

One tiny little hole
in the fucking toe of his suit.

No bigger than your dick.

Yeah, that ocean came in.

The pressure just crammed
his whole body up into his helmet.

We just buried his helmet.

- That would've been you, DeJesus.
- Hey, I know about implosion.

Yeah, I bet you do.
I bet you was imploding in your pants.

- Knock it off, Sixpack!
- Cut it out, you guys.

We've been stuck down in this hole
for a hell of a long time.

We had a close call. We're not gonna
let something like this break us aparf.

The Doc is my responsibility.

The Doc is my responsibility.

Bullshit.

It would be just my Iuck to finish two
months' worfh of work two miles under

and have the whole place fall aparf
with just three days left.

Anyone check weather up top?

It's raining, but it's
supposed to be clear for pickup.

As long as there's no waves. I hate waves.

Waves my ass. Do you know what you'd
be doin' if you were up top right now?

Drinkin' brew and eatin' pussy.

- How about gettin' stuck in traffic?
- Wherever I can find it.

I'll tell you what you'd be doing.

Be watching news on TV that's so bad,
it makes you nauseous.

So bad that you get in your car
to get some fresh air,

and after five minutes, you realize

the air's so dirfy, you can't breathe.

If you're Iucky enough
to get back to your house,

that looks the same as everybody else's,

you find that your wife
is as fat as she ever was.

And the only reason your kids
aren't strung out on the drugs

they were using is because
they've found some new drugs

which screw 'em up even more,
and that's just the good parf.

You people don't appreciate
how good you've got it down here.

- Don't let me interrupt you, Mr. Cobb.
- That's all right. I was just finished.

- How are you feeling there?
- I'm okay.

- See the Doc yet?
- No.

Well, you better let the Doc
take a look at you after dinner.

- Since he was busy earlier.
- When we needed him.

Why don't you let me handle the Doc.

Makes me feel better already.

I was looking at the shack
maintenance hours outstanding.

I see where this is going.

All of us owe some shack maintenance
time. Tonight would be a good time.

No way, Mr. Beck. No bleepin' way.

You can't call shack duty
on top of a full shift.

That's a union violation.
It's in the contract.

Right on, Cobb.
Let's hear it for the shop steward.

Hear that, Becky?
The company's got to abide by the rules.

I know about the contract.
You can follow the Ietter

of the contract to the law and spend
an extra workday gettin' it done

or you can get it done tonight
and call tomorrow a down day.

- What, are you giving us the day off?
- Looks that way.

What about our quota?

You're only 25 tons off quota.

You're bound to go way over that
by the last day.

Look, folks, it's just a day off.
It don't make no difference to me.

It's just up to you .
I thought it might be good.

- Hell, I could use a day off.
- Me too.

- What the hell .
- Okay, shop steward's three.

- Four.
- Four. Anybody else?

- Six.
- All right, here's what we got.

Mr. Cobb, we still got that rattle
in the air duct somewhere.

- Take a look at that.
- Okay.

Williams, run a diagnostic
on DeJesus's suit.

- Anybody else got any suit problems?
- Yeah , my pocket.

Can you check my pocket, sweethearf?

Good evening. Name's Thompson.
Parfy of one.

My reservation was 8: 15.
Not too near the orchestra, please.

Are you gonna come
to work tomorrow, Doc?

No, I'll be on the golf
course in the morning.

Then , if I don't have
any babies to deliver,

I could stop by after lunch.

We almost had an accident today.
DeJesus's suit.

You have something to say to me?

Yeah. Section 1412

of the Tri-Oceanic manual requires

a mining shack's medical officer
to be present in the control room

during all exterior operations.

I just wanna make real damn sure
that's clear.

I'll keep it to nine holes in the morning.

Thank you, sir, for taking care
of that situation.

- Listen to it, for Christ's sake.
- It's just gettin' old , that's all.

You don't see Doc opening me up
every time my joints starf to creak.

As long as it's recycling
the air, let it be. Come on.

Ten to one it's a short.

Piece of cake.

Great.

Oh, mama! What a pair.

What'd you say?

I said, "What a pair."

Our shack boss and his washed-up
doctor buddy make quite a...

- What did you think I said?
- That you liked my boobs.

You watch the old Cobb magic, all right?

Compliments of Bowman.

Yeah.

How in the hell did you do that?

You don't say anything to anybody.
Job security.

All right? Let's go.

Now, wait a minute, man .
How in the hell did you do that?

That's clean.

But there's nothing wrong with it.
Oh, my God!

Come here, Kuki.

Sixpack, you shit!

Surprise!

How much silver arc wc 9onna
start takin9 out ol that mine a9ain?

Well, Marfin, I think you've got
an honest-to-God bonanza on your hands.

You can haul us out in a couple of days.
This mine will play itself.

When I told the Director
ol Atlantic Operations

that we had to stick a 9eolo9ist
down thcre and turn that mine around,

I had no idea that you were 9oin9
to prove mc a 9enius.

- Well, I'm glad you're happy.
- I'm ecstatic.

'Cause I can't wait
to get the fuck outta here.

What?

I said , I really can't wait
to get back to exploration diving.

I miss the research, and ...

By the way, I ran that check
on Dr. Thompson.

He has a few incidences of insubordination,

but his credentials are very impressive.

Pharmacolo9y.
He pioneered several vaccines.

Well, this ain't the Mayo Clinic.
How'd he get down here?

A serum he developed
killed scveral people.

An accidcnt, but it 9ot blown
all out ol proportion.

Now, look.

Thin9s are be9innin9 to move
vcry fast now.

Il you're havin9 a problem with him
or you need any hclp,

just say the word.

No, I don't think it's
anything I can't handle.

Good.

How are your stocks doin'?
Haven't you made your million yet?

Not yet.

- How's Tri-Oceanic doing , Bow?
- Got money in this tub?

Yeah. I signed up for the stock option.

Last year when they lost a tanker,
the bottom fell out of their stock.

I lost a bloody forfune.

You take your money too seriously.

You're damn right, I do.
I'm not down here for fun.

Fun? Somebody talkin' fun?

Look at those white legs!

Hey, Willie, I'm sorry
about that little incident tonight.

You know, I just thought
a little humor might loosen things up.

Hey, watch it!

No hard feelings?

Nope. Sweet dreams.

I got a date with an angel.

Come on, baby.

Sit on my face.

Goddamn it, Williams! You bitch!

Look at my foot! Look at my goddamn foot!

- I thought you'd find that funny.
- You think it's funny?

You're gonna think it's funny
when you eat this goddamn thing!

- What the hell's goin' on here?
- Look at my foot!

This bitch put a goddamn
sea monster in my bunk!

- How do you know it was her?
- It was her!

- Are you calling me a Iiar?
- That may be the size of it, Bubba.

- You two just pulled sea duty tomorrow.
- Bullshit!

Oh, geez! Will you pipe down?

You just got half a day.
Anymore hoopla, it's a full one.

Ready to drill.

Looks like a nice vein of ore.

- Let's blow it.
- Blow this.

Char9e activatcd.

Hey, Willie, rcmind you of anythin9?

Oh, yeah!

It looks like the mother lode, 9uys.

I need more Iight on that, seven.

Sixpack, you hcar that?
We need more li9ht.

All ri9ht, look.

My cable's stuck.

Sixpack, what's happened?

We've lost him.

Well, what are you doing?
Having a parfy out there?

Beck, I'm lookin9 for him.

Shack to seven. What's going on out there?

He's gone.

Williams, speak to me.
What's happening out there?

Sixpack, answer.

Oh, my God!

Come on, Williams. What's the alternate?

Try 35.

Williams? There she is.

Williams, you hear me?
What's going on out there?

He's 9one over thc South Rid9e.

I'm 9oin9 down after him.

Watch yoursell, 'cause we don't know
what the hcll is over that rid9e.

Come on, Jonesy, work it out.

- Sixpack's lost!
- Weren't they tied?

- I don't know!
- They're supposed to be tied.

- Come on. Let's go.
- Move it!

Oh, God!

What've we got?

- Tube worms.
- How's she gonna get out?

Bowman, what's the self-contained
air capacity of that suit?

Thirfy minutes.

This is six to shack.

For God's sakes, why doesn't
Sixpack have his blinkers on?

The man could be two feet away
and on fire and she wouldn't see him.

What?

What is this?

A ship?

That's Russian.

Are you pickin9 this up?

Yeah , we got it. Can you open
up that picture a little for us?

Leviathan.

- What?
- Leviathan.

- Bowman, run a check.
- Sir.

- Williams, what's your air reading?
- Twenty minutes.

We're gonna give you five,
then we're coming in.

Jones, Cobb, suit up.

I'm 9oin9 inside.

Sixpack, answer mc!

Baltic Sea?

What have you got there, Bowman?

The Leviathan. Currently with
the Russian Fleet in the Baltic Sea.

Currently horseshit. Currently
it's rusted junk, and we're lookin' at it.

Well, it's gotta be wrong.
Maybe you didn't enter it correctly.

It's right here. The Baltic Sea.

Maybe a ship sinks
and they don't notice it's missing.

Williams, you got one minute to find
Sixpack and get your butt out of there.

If Willie's got a minute,
how much time does Sixpack have?

The infirmary.

I'm rich, honey!

Safety negligence?
I never even heard a word.

How can I be on reporf?
Ain't that right, Cobby?

Don't Cobby me.
You're on your own this time.

You almost fucked up everybody's day.

A Timex. And it's still ticking.

A little Russian money.
It don't look like much.

Here's something for you, Bow.

Hey, Sixpack, look at your girlfriends.

- What's that?
- "Kitty Does Kiev."

- Porn. Right up your alley.
- Let me see that.

It's in Russian. I don't know what it says.

- May I see it, please?
- It's not really "Kitty Does Kiev."

- It's the captain's Iog on videotape.
- Don't tell me you read Russian.

Russian, German, Italian, Spanish ,

French, a little Swahili
and a smattering of Hindi.

- It's parf of my premed background .
- Bullshit.

Would you believe a Russian grandmother?

That I believe.

- What's this?
- Personal effects. Can you read that?

Deceased.

What's all this?

Deceased.

Deceased. All of them.

- Mr. Cobb, wrap all that up.
- Right.

DeJesus, dump this last box.

That's nice. What is this? Vodka.

Stresnavga. Hey, that's good stuff.

Make for a great end-of-shift parfy.

If I'm on reporf,
I guess this bottle's mine, huh?

Well, I guess you're right. It is yours.

But it's pilferage, so now you're down
for two counts of safety negligence,

for risking Williams's life,
going on that boat and possessing

restricted material.

- All this gets impounded .
- It's done.

And one more thing.

I think if I hear you
call me "Becky" one more time,

I'm gonna pop your tops, all six of 'em.

My infirmary's filled.

The doctors on board tell me
it's like a tropical infection.

But it's not like anything
I've ever seen before.

And there's something else
I don't understand.

And then it goes off.

So what do you want me to say?
It all sounds mysterious?

Well, why did he leave his Iog tape?

Why are there two ships with
the same name in different places?

Hell, I don't know. You read Russian.
Maybe you read it wrong.

I didn't. Even if I had , there
should be a record of some ship

that's sunk within 100 miles of here,
and there's not.

And look at this tear.
This hole in the hull.

That's the result of an explosion.
I think that was a torpedo hit.

I think that ship was sunk on purpose.

Now how the hell do you know
that's a torpedo hit?

A collision with another boat
can produce that hole.

I don't agree with you.

- This hole would not be so jagged.. .
- So what?

So what if they scuttle their own boat?

I can't get bent outta shape
just because some people

got some jungle rot and ended up dead
on a barge on the bottom of the ocean.

I know about rocks. I know about stones.
I don't know about Russian boats.

Plus, I bet you five dollars
it's a clerical error.

Hell, we sounded the horn on it.
Let the maritime people figure it out.

I gotta fix the lift lock.

Okay, two more days.

Let's have no waves.

Weather systcm on line.
Trackin9 meteorolo9ical patterns.

- Be9innin9 scan.
- I hate

waves.

You know that in Switzerland,
they speak four major Ianguages?

- Ask me if I care.
- I do.

When I get outta here, I'm goin' there.

I'm gonna find a nice snow-covered chalet,

warm little woman , crackling fire, and ski.

If you're gonna do that, you should
wear what you wear to the beach.

I hate the beach.

Hey, guys. Look what I got.

- I don't believe it. You got 'em .
- Yeah, put it there.

What are you doing
with Beck's personnel records?

Watch. You'll see.

Four, zero, five, four,

eight, six.

You guys are so full of shit.
How stupid do you think he is?

Who's gonna use
their social security number?

Bingo!

That bottle's mine.

- Cute, DeJesus. Specimen cups?
- Loosen up, Bow.

- Hey, Willie, got one poured for you.
- Not for me, thanks.

All you do is exercise.
You gotta Iive a little.

My astronaut training starfs in two days.

Forget space cadet. I'll drink hers.

What happens if he goes back
and finds the bottle missing?

He won't. I put the vodka in here.

Smarf Iad.

Cheers.

- It's water.
- Beck switched it.

That son of a gun doesn't trust us.

That pretty-boy little turd .
I'm gonna fix his ass.

- There goes our parfy.
- It's not bad.

- It's not bad at all.
- It's water.

Did I tell you vodka's my favorite drink?

That was a pretty big one, huh?

You'd think we'd get used to it by now.

You're wasting your time here.
This needs a shutdown and an overhaul.

Yeah, I need an overhaul.
How's the training goin'?

It's going well.

I think I've got a good shot.

I just wish everyone would
stop giving me a hard time.

Yeah , I know what you mean.

Why don't you give me a hand
and hit that button, huh?

- Push D.L.
- What?

D.L.

Oh, man.

What are you doing down here?

Well, I'm trying to fix
this shorf in the lift Iock.

What are you doing down here?

- You know what I mean .
- Yeah, I know what you mean.

- You don't belong in a mine.
- You got that right.

But somebody just got the brilliant idea

to stick a geologist down here
in charge of you cowboys.

I think maybe they thought that
just 'cause I could telI

shit from silver,
I'd know how to run this place.

Do you?

You tell me.

I think you handled DeJesus pretty well.

Yeah?

Well, that was luck. I was scared to death.

What about Sixpack?

What about him?

Did you bust him because of me?

Maybe.

Well, I appreciate that. But I'm okay.

Yeah, I know.

Good.

Oh , by the way, how did you know
they'd get into the vodka?

Hell, that's what I would've done.

Maybe you're more one of us
than you think.

Good morning.

Sorry.

Okay. That's good.

Just look at my forehead.

That's it.

Let me see your tongue.

Good morning, gentlemen .
What's wrong, Doc?

I'm getting a pretty good
imitation of a hangover.

- Take off your shirf.
- It ain't no hangover.

Feels about 1000 times worse.

How long did you have these spots?

- What?
- Don't touch it.

Wcll, as First Officer ot the shack,
it's your call.

But il I were you, I'd not be too hasty.

I don't get it.

Any evacuation 24 hours
bclore a scheduled pickup

won't look 9ood on
an otherwise excellent record.

But likc I said, it's your call.

Well, as bad as he is, there's no way

we're gonna make that quota
without his sad self down there.

- He's tankin' on us.
- No, I don't think so.

I heard him last night,
and he didn't sound so good.

The company will consider that
when they look at our numbers.

Sweethearf, the company
doesn't give a damn about why.

The contract says, if we miss our quota,

they only gotta pay us half pay
for the entire month.

Believe me, they'll stick to it.

The bastard's definitely tanking on us.

- Yep, I think you're right.
- I wish you were, but he's not.

He's really sick. He
ain't comin' out today.

- Williams, take her down.
- That's terrific.

- Three months of work down the tubes.
- You're outta here, guys.

So, what, are you taking inventory?

No, Mr. Jones.
I'm getting ready to play Ping-Pong.

I'm goin' to work.
You got a problem with that?

- Work?
- Work.

- Try to hold as steady as you can.
- What the hell is it?

- I'm taking a little skin sample.
- Come on. Give me something.

Just a second. Steady as you can.

Try to do it as quick as I can.
That's it. I got it.

Steady, steady. Easy.

It's all right. Keep your hands off it.

Here. Hold that.

I'm gonna take a look at this
under the microscope.

Container 22 is full, sir.

This one's full, so lct's run her
outta here and brin9 in a new one.

You 9ot it.

"An organism of unknown origin ."
No kidding.

Tell me something I don't know.

Goddamn it, take a guess.

Good work out there, Becky.
I mean, Mr. Beck.

Not bad, Mr. Beck.

No harm done.

Just don't call me cracker.

Perk up, sporf.

How can the guy die
from a skin rash in eight hours?

Put this on. I want you to examine him.

- I'm not a doctor.
- For this, you don't need to be.

Oh , Lord.

Am I wearing this 'cause
you think it might be contagious?

I don't know if it is or it isn't.

I don't know a damn thing.
Neither does anyone else.

I've been going back and forfh
with Narragansett Naval all day,

consulting with the best people
in marine medicine,

the best people in virology.

They don't even believe
the symptoms I'm describing.

Their best guess, and that's all it is,

is that before Sixpack died ,
he was undergoing

some form of genetic alteration.

Genetic alteration from what?

It could be a million things.

Something in the food , the air.

Sixpack went in that ship,
and so did Williams.

I want to examine the rest of the crew.

But I don't want to create a panic,
so until I get some answers,

I don't think we should tell them
that Sixpack is dead.

Skin condition? Herpes? Measles?
What is it?

It's a little difficult to describe.

Christ, it would be a hell of a thing

if I went back up to the roof
with a herpes thing.

My wife would never understand that at all.

I don't think we have
to worry about that, do we?

She wouldn't understand that at all.

She'd think I was down here
screwing my head off or something.

Put on your shirf.

- It's all right?
- Yeah, you're fine.

This whole thing is unnecessary, Doc.

The only skin problem
I can see is white people.

How come you're wearin' those gloves?

It ain't bend-over time, is it?

- Anything wrong?
- No, I just wanted to see something.

That's all.

You think it has anything to do
with going on that ship?

Well, it's a possibility.
But if that was the case,

you'd be showing some symptoms,
wouldn't you?

- I'm okay?
- You're fine.

No, really, you're fine.

Great. Thanks, Doc.

What do you mean, a skin problem?

Your skin changes?

- Yeah, it blackens. It gets scaly.
- What, like a fish?

- Yeah, like a fish .
- I was just joking, Doc.

You can finish gettin' dressed out there.

Oh, Bowman. I'm sorry. I'll be right back.

- Generic alteration?
- Genetic.

Whatever. But you think it's
restricted to this onc crew membcr?

- Well, so far, but.. .
- But what?

What if it turns out to be nothin9?

What are you talking about?
It's already killed one man!

But you havc no prool that
this disease is conta9ious, do you?

And wc'vc been wron9 belore,
havcn't we, Or. Thompson?

Look, Marfin, I think
you're missing the point here.

My crew's in jeopardy.
I've seen this disease.

And it's no day at the beach.

So by way of paragraph 539 of the manual,

I'm ordering you to starf
an emergency medical evacuation

of all the personnel on the shack.

It's your call, but unfortunately

we can't pick you up so soon.

Therc's a hurricane 600 miles
off the coast of Cuba,

possibly comin9 your way.

And if it does, the company does not
want to risk losin9 you tolks.

Are you saying you're not gonna
pick us up at the scheduled time?

It shouldn't be a lon9 delay.

Well, what's a lon9 delay?
A day? A week? What?

Twelve hours. Wc should know somethin9
tirst thin9 in the mornin9.

- I'll keep you posted.
- You better be there.

- Twelvc hours.
- Twelve hours.

I promise.

Bow, are you okay?

Oh , my God. Come on.

Can you help us here?

- Let's put her here.
- Come on. Take it easy.

It's all right.

You're gonna be all right, okay?
I'm gonna go find Doc, all right?

Hey, Doc? Maybe he's with Sixpack.

Doc? Hey, you in here?

Hey, man, how you doin'?

We made quota today, man , no thanks
to you, you dog, but we made it.

You won't believe this, man,
but Beck helped us out.

Yeah , we just brought Bowman in, man.

She don't look too good.

You know, I hope
what you got ain't catchin'.

Hey, look, I'm sorry, man.

You go on back to sleep, okay?

I'll talk to you Iater, all right?

- I'm gonna go check the control room .
- Okay.

- I'll be back in a minute, okay?
- Please don't go!

Please don't leave me. I'm so sick.

You're gonna be okay. Don't worry.

My hair's coming out.

Where'd you say? The infirmary?

I don't understand. I just left her here.

It's Doc.

Oh, man.

Other than that, there's not much more
that I can tell you about it,

except that none of you have
any of the symptoms.

And this disease, it killed Bow?

No, she killed herself.

Hey, we're getting outta here just in time.

That's a whole 'nother problem.

We're on hold for the pickup. There's
a hurricane rollin' into this sector.

- A hurricane?
- Yeah. We're delayed 12 hours.

Twelve hours? What're we gonna do?
We can't stay here for 12...

- What was that?
- Wait a minute. Hold on. Just stay put.

Okay.

Oh, my God.

What is this?

What's goin' on?

- Okay, get the door.
- Got it.

The contract states that you can't
dispose of a body without authorization.

Come on. Will you for once
forget about the contract?

Section C of the Health and Safety Code.
Watch it.

Program that Iock.

Hey, I feel something.

What are you talkin' about? They're dead.

Wait a minute. I feel something too.

- Let's go.
- Somebody's alive in here.

- Come on .
- Let's flush it.

- "FIush it?" They're human beings!
- What if one's alive?

- How about a moment of silence?
- Let's do it.

- My God, they're alive!
- Let's have a look.

- Don't stop!
- What the hell was that?

Hit the button!

- Hit the Iift button !
- Get outta there!

FIush the damn thing! Flush it!

Come on!

Oh, God!

It's coming up now. That camera's gonna
move into this room. That's it.

Some kind of sick bay or lab or something.
Hold it. Run it back.

That's it. Stop. Now move in.

See? It looks like a human skull,
but I don't know.

- There's something about it. It's.. .
- Bigger.

Well, somebody's been screwing around .
Just take a look at that hand.

If you were tampering with genetics,

why stop with the base model?

Why not try to alter the human form?

Homo aquaticus, a man who could Iive
underwater. Think of the possibilities.

Regeneration.

The ability to withstand
extreme cold, pressure...

Just think of it.
Undersea mining. Underwater farming.

So what's next? I mean, what if
we run outta airplanes one day?

What are we gonna do?
Just grow a whole bunch of bird people?

Loosely translated ,
"Don't fuck with Mother Nature."

I better let the company know.

Have you ever thought
that they may suspect already?

Yeah. I thought about that.

I think they got some kind
of commitment to their people.

Save that speech for your ad campaign.

This company's commitment
is to the almighty dollar.

If you think, based on what
we've told them, that Tri-Oceanic

is gonna risk exposing them self
to potential market loss to save us,

you're in for an eye-opening experience.

Maybe.

Maybe so. And I know your life's gone
a couple of bad rounds.

But it doesn't necessarily mean
this whole company's one big bummer.

I think we got something here.

Son of a bitch.

I don't get it.
Why did they put it in the vodka?

Because it was an experiment, man .
They put the drug in the vodka!

They meant to trick them into takin' it.

That way, see, they didn't know
what they were drinkin'.

I mean , with us, they would have
put it in the coffee.

- What are you talkin' about?
- Come on.

You know how mothers put the castor oil
in with orange juice?

They trick the baby into drinkin' it
so he don't know what he's drinkin.

That's the kind of shit
they was doin', man!

Fool. He could've got us all killed.

You weren't holy when you were shooting
that vodka. It could've been anyone.

Well, Miss High and Mighty,
it doesn't seem to bother you none.

Yeah, it bothers me.

You deal with it your way.
I'll deal with it mine.

You know that in Gstaad they have
b4 square miles of ski slopes?

Sixty-four square miles.

How can you sit there goin', "Shh, shh,"
after what we just went through?

And another thing. I'm gettin' tired
of hearin' about your goddamn skiin'.

You don't know shit about skiin'.
They don't ski in Spanish Harlem.

What about what we just saw?

Like Willie said , you deal with it
your way, and I'll deal with it mine.

- Doesn't anybody care what happened?
- What're you gonna do about it? Huh?

Sixpack and Bow are dead.

I can't help what happened. Can you?

I'm gonna go get somethin' to eat.
Anybody want anything?

Eat? Arter what we just went through?

The storm's still holdin9 its course.

What about that disease?
Still just the onc crew membcr?

No change. Still just the one.

Everybody's jumpy. What are you doin'?

Lookin' for butter for the popcorn.

Look, Hazy, you gonna make me finish
this puzzle by myself, or what?

I should. You know how long that took me?

Hundreds, thousands, millions of hours.

- I'll be right there.
- Okay. Hurry up.

Holy shit!

Please, God , help me!
Help me, Jonesy! Help me.

I'm gonna go get some help.
I'll be right back, okay?

Don't leave me. Jonesy, don't leave me!

- Please.
- I'll be back.

Look! It's got Hazy!
Stay here and watch the door!

Don't let him out! I'm
gonna go get the Doc.

I didn't want to tell her about Bowman.

I listened to Marfin, and my mind said,
"She's full of shit."

It's got DeJesus! Come on!

Don't go in there. Don't touch anything!

What the hell you doin'?
You supposed to be watchin' the door!

I won't watch that thing
without protection.

- That thing is my friend .
- Your friend is not human!

Shut up, both of you ! Jones!
Let's go find him.

Okay? Come on. Let's go find him .
Wait a minute. Where's Willie?

What's happening?

My God , she's out there.

All right. Jones, you come with me.

Doc, you and Cobb check your office
and the dorm. Let's go.

It's her scarf.

Oh, sorry. What are you doing here?

- What the hell you doin'?
- I've been trying to fix these lights.

- What's going on?
- What got Sixpack and Bowman is here.

- What?
- It just got DeJesus.

All right. We're talkin' turkey.

Oh, my God.

The blood supply.

Oh, my God.

It got the blood supply.

It's growing. It's had a meal.

- It needs blood?
- Apparently.

This is great. You're tellin' me we got
a goddamn Dracula in here with us?

That's why that one on the ship was dead.
It needed blood.

- What one on that ship?
- Tell the rank-and-file the secret.

Whatever it is,
it appears to be a genetic aberration.

- No shit.
- What're you trying to tell us?

It has all the characteristics of
deep-sea marine life: Scales, gills,

regeneration, even a period of dormancy.

But the fact that it remembered
where that plasma was stored

seems to imply that is has
some other quality.

- What?
- It absorbs its victim's intelligence.

Intelligence may not be the right word.

The hell with semantics. Are you saying
it's parf DeJesus, Sixpack and Bowman?

I don't know. I'd just be guessing.

But I do know the Russians deliberately
sank that ship to protect themselves.

Maybe to protect us all.

Then I say we protect ourselves. Let's
escape into the air bubbles and get out.

And hit the surtace in a hurricane?
The storm'd rip those bubbles to pieces.

- They'd never find us.
- We wouldn't stand a chance.

- What are we gonna do?
- I think we got one shot.

Just one shot. We Iure it to the swamp,
flush it out just like the other.

How're we gonna do that?

So we rendezvous in the mess
in 30 minutes.

Mr. Cobb, synchronize 30 minutes.

Mark. Got it?
Okay, so I'll run this by you again.

If Jones and I aren't back here
in 30 minutes in the mess,

hurricane or nothin', you get in
those escape bubbles and haul ass.

- Let's do it.
- Be careful with this.

- Don't worry. I don't want to give more.
- Take care.

I'll do my best.

Okay, let's go.

You know, I was quite good once.

When I did something ,
it was imporfant, you know?

I developed drugs and techniques

that're used every day
by doctors all over the world.

- Made a difference.
- It still does.

This itches like hell.

- I'm all right.
- Let me have a look.

It really itches.

That's because it's healing.

I'm gonna change that dressing
to make you more comforfable.

- Where are you going?
- The infirmary.

Without protection?

- You shouldn't go out there.
- She's right, you know.

- You hear that?
- I hear it.

Here we go.

- Take off your shirf.
- Sure.

I'm cold.

Help me, please.

Oh, yeah, sure.

Help me!

What's happening?

Help!

- Willie! Run !
- Run!

Get over here!

How are you doin'? All right?
Where's Doc and Cobb?

- It got Doc.
- Wait a minute. It was just here.

- I know.
- Wait a second. You saw it?

- It was in Cobb. It was in him.
- Slow down. There's two of them?

- Shit.
- All right.

- How are you doin'?
- Okay.

Okay, now what?

How do you feel about big waves?

I love waves.

We're trapped .
The escape bubbles are gone.

- The door.
- Hey, look at this.

"I am fully aware of the finality
of my decision."

"It is my hope that"

"our sacrifice will mean that the human
race will never know this awful mutation ."

- Our death warrant.
- Signed by the good doctor.

Hell with it.

- What are you doing?
- Well, I'm gonna find out

how far up shit creek we are.

- Thank 9oodness you'rc still alive.
- Where you been?

Get your ass out here now and get us.
Right now!

Plcase calm down.
Wc haven't deserted you.

Naturally, after we received
Dr. Thompson's messa9e,

we werc concerned.

But we ncver would havc deserted you.

When are you coming?

- You said 12 hours.
- That's the bad ncws.

The hurricane has turned your way.
Ri9ht now, it's on a course ot. ..

Just answer the goddamn question.
When are you coming?

- Hopefully, within the ncxt 48 hours.
- Forfy-eight hours?

I rcalize you must
have 9one throu9h hell...

Gone? Bitch, we're still here!

I can't control thc wcather.
Rest assured, your SOS

was rcceivcd by the coast 9uard
and thc navy,

and we will be rcspondin9
at the carliest, safest opportunity.

- Just don't promise us nothin'.
- I realize this must sound ridiculous.

- No shit.
- Now please try and 9et some rest.

How are we gonna rest?
I can't sleep. Can you sleep?

- Get some rest?
- Save your breath.

- Damn. In 48 hours? No way.
- We don't have much choice, do we?

I'll tell you what. I'll take a watch.
You all try to get some rest.

I ain't gonna never be able to sleep again.
In life. Ever.

"Request weather reporf, July 26."

Come on.

- Oh, man .
- They know, don't they?

Yeah. I think they're just sittin' up
there, decidin' what to do with us.

Maybe they already have.

- What're you looking for?
- I'm seeing how my investment's doing.

The stock ol Tri-Occanic Corp.
Took a bath today

when news ol a tra9ic minin9 accident
was revealed to investors.

The board of directors was called into
a mcetin9 in New York this afternoon.

A spokespcrson revealed that
thc accident destroyed Shack Sevcn

off the coast of Florida.

Fi9ht miners are reported dead.
All bodies are missin9.

Killed were Stcven Beck,
Flizabeth Williams, Justin Jones,

Or. Glen Thompson, Tony Rodero,
Brid9et Bowman, G.P. Cobb, Buzz Parrish.

Marfin, you bitch.

Welcome to the union, boss.

We're all expendable.

- Doc, I owe you five dollars.
- Five dollars?

- Fmcr9cncy warnin9.
- Listen.

- Countdown to implosion.
- The air's stopped.

Tcn minutes and countin9.

- They ripped open an air duct.
- Can we fix it?

There are 20 miles of pipe.
They could've tapped in anywhere.

That's true.

Cobb. Job security.

It's that rattle in Corridor A.

You got it. It's showin' us where it is.

- It's drawin' us out.
- It didn't waste any time, did it?

You can't go out there.
That's what it wants.

If we lose enough air in here, the
internal pressure will drop, and crunch.

Implosion, babe.

Wait. You don't think I'm staying here?

Nine minutes to implosion.

- It's over here!
- Is that it?

Yeah.

- It's going!
- We're losin' air faster than I thought.

- Go! Here.
- Don't spend all day down there.

Don't worry. I won't.

Let's do it.

Ei9ht minutcs to implosion.

- Oh, no. Damn !
- Can we fix it?

- Can we shut it down some place else?
- Come on.

- What do you think? I wanna die?
- We're not gonna die. What do we do?

- How should I know?
- You know this shack!

- I don't know!
- Come on! This shack's your home, man!

The swamp. There's a backup air valve
at the swamp. If we...

- What?
- I just saw Doc.

No, Jones. Let's get outta here.

Come on.

Seven minutes to implosion.

- Look out!
- Watch out!

- Did you get it?
- I think we did it!

- I don't know!
- H urry!

Move it! The door's closing!

The other door's closing!

Willie, get out! Get out!

- Torch it!
- Careful!

It's jammed!

Check that door! Willie, get outta here!

- The door's closing!
- Get that door!

- Go! Go! Go!
- Six minutes to implosion.

Come on!

Grab my hand!

Grab it! Come on!

Go! Come on!

You got it.

Come on!

Let me help him ! Let me go!

The handsaw on the table!

- Help him !
- Stay back!

Four minutes to implosion.

There's no air.

The door's jammed!

The air valve! It's
too hot! I can't get to it!

- Forget it! Get the suits!
- The suits? You crazy?

Bring the lift bags!

- How're we gonna get to the surtace?
- Like this.

We'll triple the inflation ratio.
We'll float to the top like a balloon. Go!

Okay, let's hook 'em up. Get in the suits.

- What about yours?
- Get in the suit.

Three minutes to implosion.

Come on!

Let's go!

See you topside.

Get into your suit!

Beck, get into the suit!

Don't be a fool!

Two minutes to implosion.

Kill me.

My God. DeJesus.

Shit!

Oh, shit!

Onc minute to implosion.

You made it!

Base to Coast Guard Rcscuc Choppcr 1437.

Make onc more attempt in search area
and return to base.

- So where's the goddamn hurricane?
- You all right?

- I made it.
- Yeah?

Yeah, I'm fine. I'm all right.
I'll be all right. Okay.

Base to Rescue Chopper 1437.
Any visual contact?

- Nc9ative.
- Return to base.

It's cold.

- Hey!
- Here!

- Over here!
- Give me that last flare.

There's a flare straight ahead.

- Jones! Look!
- Chopper.

- Sharks!
- Where are they?

- Too close!
- Stay close.

Stay close!

Talk about having a bad day.

- Help!
- Yes! Come on!

- Jesus!
- Willie!

- Get those people up!
- Go!

- Grab a hand !
- Get outta here!

It's got Jones!

Come back!

Don't! Save yourself!

Come back!

Say "Aah," mothertucker!

Let's get outta here!

Helicopter 405 heading back
to platform P.O.C.

They don't want anything else
to do with it, you know?

You made it!

No one back at Tri-Oceanic believed me.

But I never gave up on you once.
How do you feel?

Better. A lot better.