Original subtitles

two brothers were on a fishing trip.

One of them was taken by a mysterious creature.

Now the other one is losing his family.

I'm not sick!

Healthy people do not hallucinate!

(Rich) My brother is trying to talk to me.

I can not live like this. Honey!

(narrator) And he won't stop until his questions are answered.

I'm going to talk to the only person I know

that saw the same thing I did.

It's out there, isn't it?

(Rich) Whatever it is.

(narrator) A government scientist discovered the key

to the mysterious creatures.

(Cirko) I found it.

I know the origin of the species.

(narrator) But powerful forces don't want the world to know.

A biologist tried to save the information.

But traded his life for the secrets.

He wanted you to have this.

(narrator) Now it's up to her to unlock the mysteries of the species

which she has seen face-to-face.

This morning you saw a sea monster?

Yeah.

(narrator) But someone is tracking her.

Jessie!

(narrator) And no one is safe.

A young boy found the eggs

and secretly raised one on his own.

(Phil) You sure your parents won't notice?

Go.

Nice.

(narrator) He faced a terrible decision.

Would he let it kill a man?

Now, Surface continues.

(airplane pilot) Journey-Air three, five, niner, kilo,

twenty-thousand feet, heading 227.

Roger, Journey-Air, three five niner kilo, cleared as filed.

You're going down.

Today's the day. I can feel it.

Challenge. Major.

(Krienke) General.

(airplane pilot) Portland Regional TRACON.

Journey-Air three, five, niner, kilo.

Getting a little bumpy here. Request descent to 24 thou.

Journey-Air, you are cleared at 24,000.

(pilot) Portland Regional TRACON,

you guys reading any storm activity?

Negative, Journey-Air three, five, niner, kilo.

We have clear scopes all the way to Maui.

(pilot) Um, Roger, Portland,

but we've got some heavy turbulence up here.

Nothing on radar, or satellite.

Not a cloud in the sky.

(pilot) Lightning storms. Repeat, lightning storms--

Whoa!

Journey-Air, can you verify position?

(pilot) We're 200 miles west of--

Our starboard engine just went out.

Mayday, Portland, Mayday.

Passing through 9,000 feet. We're looking to ditch.

Journey-Air, are you stable?

(pilot) Coming from underneath.

All around us now.

(pilot) Rainbows, oh, God, rainbows.

Journey-Air, come in.

Journey-Air, this is Portland Regional TRACON.

Respond. Where's their signal?

They don't have one.

What do you mean, they don't have one?

I mean, they have dropped off the scope.

They're gone.

He's dead.

They wouldn't be doing all this if he were dead.

[gurgling]

Nim, shhh.

He's not moving, man.

It's like Faces of Death.

Would you shut up already?

(Miles) He's gonna be fine.

(Kerins) Did he describe what got him?

(paramedic) Can't talk, he's in shock.

Is that a bite?

That's the least of his worries.

Guy's got electrical burns over half his body.

From what? Animal control said he was chasing a crocodile.

Yeah, it must've had a stun gun.

(Nim fusses) Miles, you speak critter.

Tell that thing to shut up.

Nim, pipe down.

[Nim wailing]

Dude, did he see us?

(Miles) Who cares?

Let's go.

Ooh, hey, give me your cell phone.

Why?

'Cause, how do you think they know where you live?

Probably watching your whole damn neighborhood.

Wait--but--Rick--

All right, anyone following?

Well, I don't think so.

Well, look! Come on, now. We need to check.

All right, there is a black SUV out there.

Okay, that's it. I ain't takin' any chances.

(Daughtery) Whoa, okay.

Let's just get off this highway.

Let's get off this-- Just turn--

Turn here. Turn, turn, turn, turn.

(Rich) How many of them were there?

(Daughtery) It seemed like just one.

But I--maybe they weren't even following us.

Rich, I don't know. I don't know.

Am I being paranoid?

Uh...

you got people ransacking your house

and two people dead, what do you think?

You couldn't keep a tail on two civilians in a pick-up truck?

Is that what you're telling me?

No, no, I don't wanna hear it.

That stuff is too valuable. I want it back.

Okay, we're on the main road to the marina.

I want you over there now.

I'll have Baker come around the other way.

You find them. [closes phone]

Stop here. Stop here.

I don't suppose you have a suit back here, do you?

No.

All right, we lost 'em.

Whoa, hey, what's going on?

I'm gonna get us the hell out of here. Huh?

People think that they can come into my life,

turn it upside down, into my home where my son sleeps?

What is this stuff? Is this petroleum-based?

Yeah, it's for my chainsaw.

You mind telling me what's going on?

That water's, like, 50 degrees in there,

I left my wetsuit at home.

[shivering] Could I borrow these?

Why would you... go into the water?

Hey, hey!

Wait a minute, where are you going? What?

I'm gonna get us a boat. I'll be back soon.

Hold down the fort!

Hold down the fort?

[shouts] Hold down the fort?

Yeah.

Well...

I'll hold it down. That's how I hold it down.

(Phil) Police guy definitely saw us.

You don't know that.

This is reality, man. You just don't get away.

They're gonna find us. Nim fried that guy.

The guy fried himself with a cattle prod.

You think they care? He's an officer.

Yeah, he's a dog catcher.

(Miles) And besides, it's not like they can try us.

We're under 18.

If they're in uniform, you're dead.

Doesn't matter what age.

They'll send you to juvie boot camp,

where you work fields 12 hours a day

with kids that have killed people.

Scout's honor, dude.

My cousin, Tommy, did time in one.

So what, like, do you wanna bail?

[police sirens wail]

No...

Just, you know, maybe it's time for the ol' white flag.

I'll understand if you want to bail, man.

But I'm not.

I can't. I won't give up Nim.

(officer) Can you tell me a little bit about Miles?

Well, he's thoughtful.

Not academically,

but he's very...

intense.

When he's fixated on something.

(officer) Has he been acting out lately?

Yeah. Yeah.

Yeah, but so did I at his age.

You never did anything like this.

Was officer Furella hurt badly?

He's in the burn unit down in Capefield Memorial.

That's all I've heard.

And you think Miles did it.

I'm not making any assumptions.

Come on, come on, you...dinosaur.

Just give me one.

[Daugherty gasping]

[chuckling] Looking kind of shiny today.

[gasps]

Here, you okay? Here, get up here.

You all right? Yeah.

Please. I need a favor.

Negative. No more favors for you.

Last time you asked a crazy-ass favor. Shut up, Jackson.

Shut up, just listen to me. They killed Cirko.

Killed? And his assistant.

Listen, they've got people tearing up my house.

Right now they've got men up and down the bridge blocking it.

Slow down. I don't know what you're talking about.

Listen, I need a safe place to go, okay?

I need somewhere off radar,

and you're really the only person I know

who knows about that kind of stuff, okay?

The last time I helped you, I almost died.

Jackson, I don't know what to say to that.

I'm serious.

I need your help.

You're lucky I'm rich and bored.

(Jackson) I did a little import/export

with my crazy uncle back in the '90s--

Jackson, not one of your weird rambles right now, please.

Wait, no wait, like, think of it like a delivery service, okay?

We didn't open the packages, we just got 'em there fast.

And it was probably a whole lot safer

than what you're getting me into now.

Look, Jackson, I really need to know whether you're,

you know, gonna help me out or not.

'Cause I gotta figure something out otherwise.

Yeah.

Yeah, I am.

You wanted way off radar, right?

Yeah.

Anything?

No, man. All clear. Okay.

As long as we stay focused and don't spaz,

I think everything will be okay.

Right. Stay focused. Don't spaz.

Remember the plan.

Don't spaz. Right.

If we run, it's a giveaway.

We're just a couple of kids with a dog carrier.

Yeah, no problem here, officer.

Okay, kids, let's just take a little breather.

Before anybody does anything they're gonna regret.

Nobody's in any kind of trouble that can't be fixed.

Not yet,

but whatever you got there, it's dangerous.

It almost killed a man, you know that?

Miles?

About an hour ago,

911 got a call from a kid about your age.

Sounded pretty broken up. Almost in tears practically.

That's what the operator said.

But you know what?

That call saved an officer's life.

I think that kid wanted to do the right thing.

(Kerins) I think he doesn't want to see anyone hurt.

It's not a pet you got there, son.

Now you and me need to work together.

Make sure nothing ba-- Go!

Miles. Miles!

Dude, what are we doing? Boys! Boys!

We can outrun 'em.

It's locked.

Right here.

Miles, don't let that thing go!

Dude!

(Kerins) You guys stop right there.

Come on, Nim. Come on.

Come here.

Come back here!

Come here. Don't do this Miles, don't!

Miles!

Hey! Come here! Dude, he's out. Let's go.

Come here! Miles!

Come back here!

(Jackson) What is all this stuff?

(Daughtery) It's, uh, it's Dr. Alexander Cirko's research.

(Jackson) Welcome to the Boneyard. Totally off the grid.

We got our own water. Generator, gas supply.

Locals think my uncle's some kind of a pirate.

Probably not too far from the truth.

How long since you've been here?

Um, about three years.

Well, it's kind of a pit, bro.

But, uh, I like it.

You got a nice front yard, that's for sure.

Oh, ho!

(Jackson) A lot of good memories.

Hey, D?

What's that?

What's this?

Good question.

[whistles]

Looks dangerous.

[gasps] Jackson! Sorry, sorry.

Oh, my God.

Where do you want me to put it?

Somewhere safe. Okay.

Come on, Frankenflower.

Hey, Doc?

Where do we start?

Pull up a chair.

(Dahl) Well, I'm here. Are we infested or not?

(Lee) Cirko's dead. How?

Car wreck.

I had a bureau team work over the accident site.

And?

Nothing. Looks like a single car accident.

He have a wife?

Widowed, ten years ago. No kids.

Pity. Hell of an asset to our investigation.

Irreplaceable.

Where does that leave his research?

It doesn't look like he reached any sort of conclusion at all.

Certainly nothing we can decipher.

What about that South Indian guy?

Singh?

In the car with Cirko. Killed, unfortunately.

My assessment of the infestation is that we've got a lot

of localized sightings.

A definite ecological concern, sure.

But not a threat to security.

It worth the funding?

No.

[sighs]

[music on loudspeaker]

(Phil) What do we do now?

We keep our heads on.

I need time to think. I need money.

(Phil) We're not robbing this place, are we?

No. What are you looking at?

[keypad beeps]

Stay. Don't 'move. I mean it.

(Savannah) Hello?

Savannah.

(Miles) It's me.

Girlfriend. Hi.

(Savannah whispers) Wow, are you in trouble.

Uh, believe me. I know.

All the cops are here.

[softly] Oh, no.

(Savannah) Hello?

Hello?

Hello?

You're breaking up.

Hello?

Miles?

Yeah, are Mom and Dad freaking out?

No, they've never been prouder.

They say they've always wanted to have a killer in the family.

I didn't kill anyone.

Okay, maim them.

Savannah, just lay off.

I can't take this right now.

I really can't.

Are you okay?

No. I need a favor.

Listening.

I have $300 hidden in my roller blades.

Can you take it to me at the Zenith gas station

on Military Cutoff?

I really need it.

Well, Mom would kill me if I enabled you.

Just bring it to me!

Look, Savannah, for once, just act like a sister.

[sighs] I'm sorry.

I can't do it, Miles.

Because even if my car weren't blocked in by patrol cars,

and I could get down the driveway-- Give me the phone.

Miles?

[hangs up]

Where is he?

Where is he?

All right, so, here we go. We got...

journals, sound files, tissue samples,

population projections.

(Rich) Holy cow, is that in the thousands?

That's what happens when you have an invasive species

with no predators.

What are these?

Those are TIPPs,

Trans Ionic Pulse Pairs. Ugh.

[laughs] You remember, I'm an insurance salesman, right?

Sorry, they're like satellite photos of thunderstorms.

Mmm-hmm. Why do you think Cirko cared about that?

(Daughtery) I, um, don't know.

"Documented Sightings.

And Casualties."

[sighs]

(Rich) That's my brother.

[scoffs] They even got a picture of him.

How the hell did they know about this?

Look at that. Four years?

Four years, they knew about this?

And they've been covering it up?

Now my brother's a damn casualty file?

How many of these things you say there were?

It's like we just saw, man. Thousands.

More every day.

People gotta know.

Yeah, but people aren't gonna acknowledge it

unless we have overwhelming proof.

We got overwhelming proof.

Look at all this stuff.

You recorded one. We tagged one.

Yeah, and my house got ransacked, and I got framed.

Okay, well, look, we're gonna have to find something

that--that just can't be explained away like that then.

All right? Something we can put on Larry King.

Blast into every home in the country.

Yeah, but if you want proof,

we have to find out where they are.

Well, we find out where they are.

Fine, here, come on. Here, what's that?

N.O.S.S.U.R. data. Undersea sound files.

That sounds fascinating. Go ahead with it.

Come on, you're the scientist. Hypothesize.

So, she gonna hook us up?

Can't.

There are cops at my house.

Your parents don't give you, like, a credit card

for emergencies or anything?

No. Do yours?

Would I be asking if they did?

No ATM, no bank accounts, nothing?

Oh, yeah, there is that money my parents set aside

for the day I became a fugitive.

Okay, so, we can't afford a bus ticket,

'cause we don't have any money.

And--hey maybe that guy would give us a ride.

Negative, had a bad vibe a couple minutes ago.

(Miles) Dammit.

[sirens wail]

It's Savannah.

Hey. Two boys, right?

Around the back of the building.

Okay, thanks. We'll take it from here.

Oh, no, I wanna see this, man.

Are you sure they came back here?

(pizza guy) Yeah, I'm sure.

Two kids and this little dragon thing.

[engine starts & brakes squeal]

Hey, where's my car?

[engine screams]

You gotta shift!

No, clutch first.

Why don't you drive?

I thought your cousin taught you?

It was an automatic!

Okay. Clutch.

Shift.

Okay, now, let it out.

[engine settles]

Dude, we're driving.

[sighs]

[sighs]

All right, how we doing? Get a depth?

Yeah, 4,300 feet.

They're all between 4,000 and 5,000.

Hey, all right!

Now that's some concrete info, ain't it?

Yeah, but they're bottom dwellers.

They're almost a mile down there.

Oh, hey, let's get down there.

Without a sub? Yeah, okay.

I mean besides, we're not talking about

a single coordinate here.

We're talking about 10,000 square miles of rough ocean.

I abandoned my six-year-old son so I can come where? Here.

I don't even know where we are.

And I'm supposed to pick him up tomorrow.

And it's, like, I'm in a shack. In the middle of a junkyard.

I don't wanna hear that, all right?

This is my brother on this map, okay?

I know. I left my kids too, all right?

Now, come on, you keep looking.

You gotta keep looking, and you're gonna find something.

Rick, I have looked. I've looked.

I have looked there. I've looked here.

I've looked in the research. And you know what?

Maybe a lot of it would make a lot more sense

if I just had an internet connection,

or maybe just a cell phone.

Or perhaps just a clean glass of water.

All right, just let me show you something, okay?

These holes, you've seen these holes, right?

Yeah.

All right, now these holes, I obsess over these holes.

I see 'em in my sleep. I see 'em when I'm awake.

I mean, I see 'em in the shower.

All right?

Now, I don't know what it is, but these mean something.

Now you've been working your whole life for this moment.

Right now. You wanna discover?

You wanna show 'em?

Then, show 'em. Do it! Make history.

Dinner.

Daughtery. Knife, matches, silverware.

Rich? Yeah, beer.

(Jackson) Amen.

[glass shattering]

So even with this whole operation,

Cirko never really figured anything out?

Maybe there really wasn't that much to figure out.

He sure seemed convinced.

(Lee) Yes, he did.

Scared the crap out of a roomful of senators

with that "invasive species" song and dance.

Scary idea.

Well, Cirko was an academic. Everything was alarming to him.

So you're sure about this then?

Pulling back from DEFCON 1?

Well, you know best what resources you have,

and whether or not this is a military issue.

Yeah.

But I do not wanna find myself

in front of a congressional oversight committee

in a couple of months

explaining why I ignored a national threat.

Yes, sir. I know.

What I meant is, so there's some new species.

Isn't this more the province of fish and game?

God help us.

They'll set a bag limit.

[laughs]

Their problem now.

Mmm.

The situation is manageable.

The investigation's gone.

Yes, she's still unaccounted for,

along with a few boxes of research.

I will.

Give me some time.

[Salt-N-Pepa's Push It]

♪ ♪

Keep him out of sight, man.

We are conspicuous.

Come on, Nim. Back inside.

Come on.

Miles...

Come on!

Whoa, dude, talk to the hand.

Did you see what Nim just did?

Could you focus?

What's your problem?

My problem is Grand Theft Pizza, dude.

This is a stolen car.

We're talking juvie boot camp--

You can bail at any time, dude. I told you that.

That's not what I mean.

He's not like some pet, Miles.

What's that supposed to mean?

When you think about it, there's not much choice.

I--I'm not turning him in.

I know.

You saw those guys. They'll kill him.

He needs to go back to his people, dude.

We're his people.

No, we're not.

We snatched him out of the water when he was just an egg.

But he's not little anymore. Really not little, an--

We can't give up Nim.

We can't protect him, Miles.

What he needs is to go back.

To the ocean.

Your call dude. What's it gonna be?

(Rich) How long you say you've been coming out here, man?

Did my first salvage dive about a mile up the coast

when I was eight.

Hmm. It kinda reminds me of the Bayou.

Enjoy it while it lasts.

Those population projections hold,

we won't wanna be anywhere near the beach a year from now.

[Rich sighs]

Who needs a beer?

Me, please.

Okay. Thank you.

Sure.

She's something, ain't she?

Yeah.

She is.

You and her ever...

[wolf whistle]

Oh, no, no, no.

I'm...yeah.

What's your wife think of you being out here?

Eh, well, she's not too happy about it, I'll tell you that.

So what about you?

About me what?

You guys ever...

Oh, um...

We had a little thing once.

Oh, man. A little thing?

[Rich laughs] Yeah, right.

Well, now I know what's going on.

What?

Well, I know why I'm out here in East Bumble.

And I'm pretty sure I know why she's here.

And now I know why you're out here, fella.

Oh, yeah? Yeah.

Why's that?

'Cause you're chasing another kind of creature.

You're chasing the love creature.

[Rich laughs] Love monster.

[laughs]

That's okay, man. I won't say anything.

[laughs]

Rich! Jackson!

Ain't gonna last long with this thing on top.

You think he'll miss us?

Animals don't miss. All they want is food.

Uh, Nim's not like that.

He's--he's like having superpowers.

You know, like-- like you can fly.

Or--or having X-ray vision or something.

Nothing this cool happens to anyone.

No one.

And--and now we have to give him back, 'cause I'm stup--

[cell phone rings] Don't answer it.

It's my phone, butt wipe. It doesn't matter.

Don't answer it. Hello?

It's for you.

[sighs]

Yeah.

(Sylvia) Miles, are you okay?

Yeah. I'm okay.

Where are you? Miles?

Last time I said where I was, suddenly we were surrounded.

(Sylvia) We're just worried.

Not about Nim, you're not.

Nobody is. That's the problem.

(Sylvia) Miles, don't do this, please.

Why do I always say the wrong thing with you, huh?

(Sylvia) Um, they say that you've stolen a car now.

And--and, um--

That--that officer that your pet hurt is pressing charges.

And, you know, Miles, I just--

I just don't know what to do.

I just don't know what to do.

Miles, are you still there?

(Sylvia) Miles?

I'm sorry I'm such a screw-up, Mom.

(Miles) I really am.

I gotta go.

Don't!

(Sylvia) Um, don't hang up.

Miles?

Are you tracing this?

[gasps]

[hangs up]

I don't believe it.

I don't believe it.

(Phil) Dude, that was my phone!

You're getting me a new phone, dude, seriously.

Come on, dude.

Get in the car!

That's it. We got him triangulated.

Out on Oleander, headed toward the beach.

He sounded so scared.

You did the right thing. We've got to get him home.

Let's go.

No, we'll handle it from here.

We're coming with you.

(Daughtery) It's lightning. It's electricity.

They need it to sustain themselves.

The Frankenflower?

Yes, the Frankenflower, but also the species itself.

Think about it--remember when we tagged one that day?

The boat fritzed out. Exactly.

Everything electrical was gone.

The same thing happened at Bolinas Bay.

Exac--yes!

The entire power grid. Bam! It was like--

It was like the creature zapped it somehow.

You know, maybe that's why Cirko wanted those photos.

Those satellite photos.

You know, he was tracking them somehow.

(Jackson) How?

(Rich) What, by the thunderstorms? Well, not--not quite.

I think--I think that the creatures

are the storms.

Okay? Look.

Same coordinates, exactly a year apart.

Here.

Look, let me show you.

Look, same coordinates. Same place every year.

Late November.

It's already the 7th.

Exactly, which is why we have to get out there soon.

No, we gotta do more than that.

We gotta get down. Look at this.

All right, look at the holes, right?

(Daughtery) Right. Look same longitude.

Same coordinates,

these holes are right underneath these storms.

Ha! We wanna get on Larry King.

We wanna blow this thing wide open,

we gotta come back with whatever's down that hole.

Why down? Because.

The answer to what happened to my brother,

is down that hole.

[loud clang]

Hey, how 'bout this?

Yeah. Oh, yeah. That's good.

Put it in the keeper pile.

You know what I like about you two?

You're fantastically unrealistic.

Allow me to support your delusion.

[laughs]

Hey, man, what the hell?

Boiler. Scotch Marina.

My uncle salvaged it off an old steamer.

I knew it was here somewhere.

It looks thick enough.

We could extend this opening into a window.

Mmm-hmm, you give me a cutting torch,

I'll give you whatever you want.

Enthusiasm. That's good.

Just, uh, remind me one last time

why we think this is gonna work.

In 1930, William Beebe and Otis Barton

locked themselves in a 5,000 pound tank,

hooked it up to a winch,

and dropped it off the coast of Bermuda.

Before that day, the deepest man dive was 500 feet.

They live?

Within a month, they were half a mile deeper

than any human had ever been before,

in what essentially was a hollowed cannonball.

[sighs]

Hey, man went to the moon in a tin can, okay?

You're talking a bucket of bolts and some elbow grease,

we can do this.

(The Gardener) Unfortunate about Cirko.

(Lee) Yes.

He was a good man.

Best graduate student I ever had.

Not surprising he put it together.

And Dahl? And the Pentagon?

I characterized the species as a strictly ecological issue.

[laughs] No threat to security.

He, uh, he de-funded us this afternoon.

(Lee) Everything's being boxed and shipped to deep storage

at Mechanicsburg.

You said you needed eight months of non-interference.

Now you have it.

And, uh, what about the missing documents?

And the plant?

I've got men working on recovery.

It's a matter of time.

I know you were fond of Cirko,

but it was a necessary step.

Cirko had a curious mind.

A dangerous mind.

I knew him very well, you see.

We took a trip once...

to look at a most beautiful orchid...

a long, long time ago.

Phil...

anyone in their right minds would've bailed by now.

You sayin' I'm crazy?

I'm saying, you got us this far, I'll take it from here.

No one's actually seen you in the car yet.

I'll just--

I'll tell them I stole it myself.

You'd take one for the team?

Yeah. For you.

Thanks. But I'm good.

[distant sirens]

Oh, man. Cops!

There it is, Nim.

Where we found you.

Okay! Out! Both of you!

That kid won't quit.

Take him!

Everybody, spread out!

Come on, Nim, run.

Fast. This way.

[Nim wails]

We've got him. Leads us to the water.

Three-seven in pursuit.

Wrightsville Beach. Head south.

(Kerins) He's heading for the breakwater.

That's just up ahead. Hurry.

Come on, Nim.

[Nim wails]

Come on.

Nim?

Nim?

Nim?

[Nim wails]

They'll never stop, Nim.

Never.

Go.

Go, Nim.

Miles! Miles!

Miles! Miles!

Let him go.

Come back, Miles.

Go, Nim.

[Nim whines]

Come on, Miles.

Go. Nim.

(Nim whimpers)

Good-bye, Nim.