k*ller Whale (2026)

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k*ller Whales or Orcas

are the ocean's top predators,

growing up to 32 feet and

weighing up to 5 tons.

Social and highly intelligent,

they hunt everything from fish

to whales

and have highly

evolved problem-solving skills.

At World of Orca, Ceto has been

our superstar for 20 years,

engaging with humans

and living a stress-free life.

Your ticket supports

orca conservation

and Ceto's well-being.

It's Ceto's world!

k*ller Whales or Orcas

are the ocean's top predators ,

growing up to 32 feet...

-All right, that's me done.

-You go.

If I stay here much longer,

I'm going to go insane.

-I'll lock up.

-Chelsea, you've done

nights all week.

-She's just not the same

since they lost the calf.

-What, Poseidon?

-Yeah.

-They say he died.

-That's what they always say.

She knows.

You can tell.

It's like...

...it's like...

she's waiting.

-Okay, well,

don't stay out too late.

-Okay.

-Bye.

-Bye.

Ceto!

Come on, baby.

Ceto!

Where are you, baby?

Come on, baby.

Ceto.

Come here, baby.

Ceto.

Where are you?

Working hard or...

...or hardly working?

Oh my God.

Oh, Chad, you scared

the crap out of me.

I'm sorry.

How did you even get in here?

Uh, well, a magician

never tells, you know that.

You left the back door unlocked,

Maddie, you gotta lock the door.

I know, I do that every time.

Anyone could walk in here.

Steal you, I don't know.

Was Trish still

at the grad party?

Oh, yeah. Trish was there.

She, uh, graced us part-timers

with her PhD presence.

She was busy, though.

Some biotech tutorial.

They were six

tequila shots deep.

That's a lot. She's tiny.

She's small, but mighty.

She wasn't mad that I...

took the last-minute shift

here instead?

No. No, I, uh...

I covered for you.

Said you're at home

practicing your cello.

Thanks.

You practice your cello, right?

I should be practicing.

I ahh...

I got you a little something

for our graduation.

-Oh my God.

-Uh, it's...

No, you didn't have to do that.

I technically

graduate next week.

I have my final performance

and stuff still.

It's, uh...

I don't know, it's kind of

a good luck charm.

Uh, not that you need it.

I mean, you're final piece

is gonna k*ll it.

I didn't know cello or orca

or...

If you don't like it,

uh, we can--

No, no. I love it.

Something to, uh,

remember me by.

-Oh, come on.

-Once some hot-shot orchestra

whisks you away

around the world.

And leave this all behind?

Never.

Oh, that's cute.

Hey, what's with the g*n?

- Phones on the counter.

- Hey.

-Please.

-Sure, sure, sure.

Please don't hurt him,

-please don't hurt him.

Hey, we can talk about this man.

-We don't need to--

-You sit!

Move. You, open cash register.

Let's go.

It's okay.

Please, please,

-don't hurt anybody.

-Fill it!

Let's go.

- Come on.

- Here, here, here.

Hey, is that real?

Hey, don't even think about it.

-Chad!

-Shut up!

Give it.

- Ain't got all day!

- I'm sorry. I'm trying.

Here, here, here.

f*ck!

Chad!

Oh my God, Chad!

Chad!

Okay. Stay, stay here.

Hey!

Thanks for answering, b*tch.

Hi.

I can't believe you're here.

Yeah, it's, uh,

it's been a year.

Wow, how... how are you?

Well, you know,

if you'd answer your phone,

Maddie, you would know that.

-Hmm.

-Yeah, I'm sorry.

-Yeah.

-I've just been a little busy.

I know.

-It's good to see you.

-It's good to see you.

-I miss you.

-I miss you, too.

It's so good to see your face,

but I am running out the door.

I'm late for work.

Okay,

well, um, how do you...

feel about calling in sick for,

like, I don't know, seven days?

Why?

Because it's booked,

and it's paid for,

and we've only been talking

about this trip for, like, ever.

And it's gonna be fun,

and you don't look

nearly excited enough

about an adventure.

What are those?

Uh, hearing aid batteries.

Great. Uh, well, I'm not taking

no for an answer,

so are you packing or am I?

Okay, then.

I'll take this.

Bet I can find your passport.

Jesus, is this

your grandmother's?

Look, Trish, um, things have

-just kind of changed for me.

-Oh God!

Since we've been talking

about this trip forever and--

Ah.

Told ya.

It's gonna be fun, Maddie.

You heard of that word?

It's gonna be hot and humid.

Cute.

You'll need a bikini.

Do you own a bikini?

Hello?

Maddie?

Maddie.

Hey...

Hey, we're fighters...

right?

We always have been.

What other choice do we have?

It that an inspirational quote

from one of your reels.

So you do watch my posts.

You know it.

Hey, isn't it that... your

cello?

It is dusty, and the end pin...

it's broken.

Yeah.

I guess I just really

haven't been playing music

so much these days.

Okay, well, we better fix that.

Hmm?

Okay.

Well, why don't you go make

yourself useful and...

like, drink the rest of my milk

or throw away

a take-out box or something.

Is that a yes?

- Yes.

- Yes!

- Thank you.

- Thanks.

Toast time.

-You still remember this?

-Oh, it's been so long.

May your beer always be cold.

- Boys be hot.

- Mm-hmm.

Come hell or high water.

It's you and me.

- No matter what!

- No matter what!

-b*tch, you remembered it.

-Hmm.

- A whole decade later.

- And it still holds up.

It does still hold up. Yeah.

-Cheese.

-Cheese.

You're so pretty.

No, no, no, please,

please don't post it.

I'll be fired.

I'm serious. Please.

-Oops.

-Trish!

- I'm kidding.

- Oh my God.

But we should get you fired.

Because, you know,

socials is a gold mine.

I'm never going to be

a poor girl ever again.

That's for sure.

Is that thing waterproof?

What do you think?

I hope so.

Thank you.

Trish, not that

I'm not grateful

that you brought me here,

because I'm really,

really grateful.

But why are you spending

your hard-earned money on this?

Why not?

Hmm?

Thanks.

To the perfect escape?

- To the perfect escape.

- Yeah.

- I'm going to do it!

Hello!

- Oh, hello.

- You scared us.

What about a flower

may help you feel better?

-Oh, that's so sweet.

-It's so beautiful for you.

- Thanks.

- It's good for you.

Here you go.

Oh, thank you. Oh, too much.

Here, you take it.

No, no, no, no, no. Keep it.

- Very kind.

- But...

- do you think we could have...

- Very kind.

...the whales instead?

- Of course.

- Mummy whale

and, uh, baby whale.

-Yes, you can.

-Thank you so much.

Why?

Maybe it's a clue.

- A clue?

- Mm-hmm.

To what?

The subject of your final piece.

-Yes.

-You and, uh, Chad's

favorite whale.

What was her name?

Ceto.

Maybe...

we came all the way here so that

you could, uh,

meet an old friend.

Trish.

What?

It's all you and Chad

ever talked about.

-You're joking.

-What do you mean? What's wrong?

Maddie.

Um, you can have

the mummy whale.

- Thank you.

- I'm going to deal

with my grumpy friend. Hey!

Hey!

I thought you would love this.

No, Trish.

- Why?

- Trish, I love you,

but I'm not paying to endorse

to see Ceto in captivity.

And her baby died two years ago

in that awful tank of pneumonia

or so they said.

It was obviously a lot.

But we came...

...all the way out here

from the other side

of the world,

to see Ceto in person.

Like you and Chad,

never could before.

Yes, because they were

in the wild.

Which is where

they're meant to be,

not confined to a fish tank.

Okay. You know what? I...

I totally misread the situation.

You're... you're right.

We... we can do something else.

Anything else. Okay just.

Just enjoy our holiday.

Can we please...

Okay.

Okay, fine.

- What do you want to do?

- Yes!

Uh, two things to do.

We start with the alcohol.

And then,

we'll see where we land.

So,

paddle-boarding lessons?

- What do you think? Yeah.

- Paddle boarding lessons?

It's easy,

you know, you'll figure it out.

- Yeah, but you know...

- Here you go.

Maddie!

- Hey.

- This is Josh.

I'm trying to get him to give us

some paddle boarding lessons

'cause staying upright

is not really my forte, so...

Hey, uh, that place is a dump.

And I prefer

to see them out there.

-Where they belong.

-Exactly.

Out in the wild.

Where they're meant to be,

not confined to some fish tank.

Exactly. And that whale there?

Sad life.

- So sad.

- You know, 20 years alone

in that tank.

- Hmm. I know.

- And then she gets injured.

Can't do any of the...

the little show tricks.

- Yeah, yeah.

- So they breed her.

- And then her baby dies.

- Poseidon.

- "Or dies." Yeah.

- Yeah.

See, I think

they stole the baby.

And that's how Ceto got that

nasty scar across her face.

That's crazy.

I think the exact same thing.

Mm-hmm. Greedy arseholes

profiting her from pain.

Ah, says he,

displaying the brochure.

Fair point. Here, look.

Oh!

Wow, way to stick it to the man.

Oh, you want to

stick it to the man, huh?

- Sure.

- Great.

We'll just kick back.

Wait for nightfall to come.

And then we go

show them what's up.

What do you think?

-I love that idea.

-I don't.

Great.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Okay, okay. So, maybe, maybe

the booze and the pills

weren't the best idea.

Give it back.

Are we doing this?

Hey, you are not

financially endorsing this.

- I'm not.

- You're not.

You're just coming to say hi.

-Just say hi.

-It's going to be fun.

-Just say hi.

-It's going to be so much fun.

Okay, I'll say hi.

Oh.

Shh.

Go, go, go, go.

No, this way.

You have to be quiet.

Wait up guys!

Put me down.

- Woah, woah, woah.

- Oh, oh my God!

Hold on.

Let's go!

Okay.

Okay, come on, come on.

I don't know guys.

What if seeing her in person

is worse than--

She's not going to fit

in your suitcase.

At least you get

to have a moment with her.

Go see the whale.

Okay. Go. See the whale.

Hi.

What have they done to you?

I'm so sorry, Ceto.

I'm sorry

you're trapped in there.

Trish!

Josh!

Busy!

- He's fine, leave him alone.

Oh my God!

You guys, guys. We have to go.

We have to go now.

-Hey!

-Maddie!

I... I saw, there was...

there was a body in the tank.

-Hey! What are you doing here?

-Oh! Go, go, go, go.

-Go!

- Hey!

Go, go, go!

- Let's go!

- Hurry, hurry. Go, go, go, go.

- Stop!

- Go, go, go!

Wait!

You, stop! Wait.

Come in.

- What?

- The cleaner.

The cleaner.

-In Ceto's tank.

- Again?!

-Yeah.

- Get rid of that damn fish!

Shh.

Good morning.

-Hi. Hi!

-Hi.

Hi.

We have...

a surprise for you.

Thanks. But, I've had

enough surprises for one trip.

Trish, I'm good.

No, no, no, no.

Please, trust me. You're...

you're going to love it.

I promise.

- Thank you.

- Thanks.

Trish. Trish?

This is amazing.

What's it called?

Well, I could tell you.

But then I have to k*ll you.

I don't understand.

How come nobody's here but us?

Apparently

a bunch of stuff happened,

a couple years ago.

And no one ever

really came back since.

The locals say it's cursed.

But I say

it's a great hangover cure.

I hope so.

Is that thing glued to her hand?

Yep.

Along with 850,000 followers.

Is it what she does

for a living?

Well, till I finish my thesis

on the use

of immune modification

through gene editing

to combat stem cell damage.

Yeah.

-Right. Well, okay.

-Yeah.

Okay, well, I didn't

understand a lot of those words.

What I do know is

I think you've had a little

- too much screen time today.

- Excuse me! Excuse me.

Give me back my phone.

Relax.

It'll be safe. It'll be

right here in the jet ski.

You've bring your phone, right?

- Yes, I have my phone.

- Thank God.

My state-of-the-art

-waterproof wrapping.

-Oh, Maddie.

You were a dad in your

past life, you know that?

Thanks, I think.

All right, you two.

Tide's coming up

so we're gonna to get

this jet ski over the sand

and then you and I are going

to go for the ride of your life.

And...

I think I have something

a little more your speed.

Hey!

Oh!

Trish?

Josh?

Trish!

Trish, come on!

-Are you okay?

-Yeah.

What the hell was that?

I don't know.

I'm gonna check on the engine.

Josh!

-Josh?

-Josh!

-Josh! Come on!

-Josh, come on! Come on.

Josh!

-Josh!

-Josh?

Oh my God.

Josh!

- Josh! Come on!

- Come on!

-Josh, come on! Come on!

-Come on! Come on!

Come here, come on!

Josh, come on, come on!

Come on, come on, come on!

Come on!

Josh!

Josh!

Oh my God!

Josh!

Oh my God.

What do we do?

Let's just try to get

to some dry land.

Dry land. Dry land.

-There, see those rocks?

-Yeah. Yep.

Let's get to those rocks

- and then we'll find a way out.

- Yeah.

-Okay.

-Slow and steady.

Let's don't alert,

whatever is down there.

-Slow and steady.

-Yeah.

It's working, it's working.

It's working.

-Go!

-Go, go, go!

Go!

Come on.

Go! Come on!

Come on! Go!

Come on!

No!

Oh my God. What did you do?

I didn't do anything.

She did.

Ceto.

Maddie. Maddie? Maddie!

-Holy sh*t.

-sh*t.

Hold on! Hold on!

Hold on! Hold on!

We have to jump off.

What?

Either way, we're going to get

washed off.

So we have to jump off

so we can get a head start.

Okay?

You want us to get

back in the water?

What other choice do we have?

Come here. Come here.

-It's okay.

-Okay.

On three.

Two.

Three.

Oh no! Batteries.

Oh my God!

Go! Trish, swim!

Go, Trish, go!

Trish, swim!

Go!

God!

Maddie, you didn't jump!

I couldn't!

Catch my bag!

Quick! Grab it Trish.

Hurry! Hurry, before it sinks!

Hurry!

Okay.

I got it. I got it.

Okay.

The second that she surfaces,

Maddie, you jump.

Okay?

You jump.

I'm ready!

Go now! Go, Maddie!

Come on, come on, come on! Now!

Go Maddie, come on!

Don't look back.

Come on, Maddie. Come on!

Swim, swim, swim, come on!

Come on, Maddie! Go, go, go!

Maddie, come on, come on!

Come here to me!

Maddie! Come on, come on!

Come on, come on!

Come on!

Oh! You're okay. You're okay.

-Holy--

Oh my God, Trish, your leg.

Oh.

God! Ow!

Okay, okay, okay.

Okay, hold on, hold on, hold on.

Okay.

Here.

Yeah, try that.

God!

f*ck!

f*ck.

Here, here.

Okay.

-Okay.

-Just do it fast.

-Okay.

-Just really quickly.

-Okay.

Okay.

-Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.

Wait, wait, wait.

-Okay. Okay.

Look at me.

One.

Two.

Three! I'm so--

I'm sorry, I'm sorry,

I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

Are you okay?

-Yeah.

-Ow! What, what?

-Maddie, Maddie, Maddie.

Your foot.

-Oh my God, ow!

-Let me see it.

-Ow!

It hurts like a b*tch!

-Okay, stay still, stay still,

stay still, stay still.

Come here.

Okay.

- Stay still.

- Okay.

- How the hell

did Ceto get in here?

-I don't know.

I don't know.

I mean, I don't think

that they would have just...

just dumped her in here.

-Wait, didn't you say

you saw a man

in her tank last night?

-Were you being serious?

-Yeah.

But I don't know

that she for sure did that.

You don't know that she didn't.

-It just doesn't make any sense.

Orcas have never,

ever k*lled a human in the wild.

The only time they've

ever k*lled anybody

is when they have

been trapped in captivity.

Oh my God.

She thinks she's still trapped

in captivity.

-And now we're trapped

in here with her.

Oh, Trish.

Someone will come.

Someone will come.

Ceto sank the damn jet ski.

Now, all I've got is this.

Lunch.

And breakfast.

And, last night's dinner.

Hmm.

And probably tonight's dinner.

- Better than nothing.

- That's true.

Did you bring water or anything?

-No. And everything else I had

washed away back there.

Even my hearing aid batteries.

-Oh, sh*t.

-Yeah.

-Yeah, I dropped everything.

Your phone, your...

-Oh my God.

-What?

Your stupid dad bag.

-What about my stupid dad bag?

-Your stupid dad bag.

Oh my God.

Oh, Maddie.

You beautiful dork.

This is good, this is good,

this is good.

Trish, I haven't seen you this

excited about a sandwich bag

since Mitchell Hope stole my

turkey club in the fifth grade.

- You mean

that Mitchell Hopeless

after I kicked him in the d*ck?

And he cried

all the way to the sixth grade.

He deserved it.

We let this thing

swelter in the sun.

Eventually.

We're gonna get water.

-Holy sh*t.

-Or sandwich bag sweat.

Trish, you're a genius.

-Science.

-Oh my God.

How long is that going to take?

Four to six hours.

Give or take.

- Hey!

- Hey!

-Somebody help!

-Somebody help us!

Please!

-Do you see anything? Huh?

Maddie.

Did you see anything? Huh?

-Nothing.

Maddie. Maddie, look.

Maddie.

-Hey!

-Hey!

-Over here!

-Help us!

-Turn your boat over here!

-Over here!

-Help!

-Please!

- Turn around!

- Please!

-Don't go!

-Here!

Come back! Come back! Over here!

Come back!

Help us!

Please!

Come back!

Please.

-Why is she doing this to us?

-I don't know.

I can't say I blame her, though.

We've been trapped

in here a day.

She's been trapped in

a fish tank for nearly 20 years.

It's no wonder she hates humans.

To her in here...

we're no different.

-What are you saying?

-I'm just saying

that I empathize.

That's all.

Oh my God.

Oh my God.

Oh my God.

Okay. I'm gonna get it.

Okay.

-Maddie.

-I'm okay, I'm okay.

Okay.

Yeah.

I got it.

- Anybody!

- Help us!

Help!

No one is coming.

- Trish.

- No one is coming.

-Maddie.

Maddie.

-Hey.

What's wrong?

-I need to talk to you.

I need to tell you something.

- Oh my God.

It worked.

It worked.

Sandwich bag sweat.

Here.

What were you gonna say?

-I, uh...

Maddie,

why did you stop playing?

-Ever since Chad, um...

I don't know.

-You know it's never too late,

right?

Maybe you could

go back to school.

- Yeah.

- Yeah.

- Maybe.

- Yeah.

We could graduate together

like we always said we would.

- I'm gonna be, um...

Like a dorky undergrad student,

so...

I doubt you'd really want to

hang out with me much anyway,

you know?

True.

Then again, you didn't

really mind hanging out

with the kid from

the wrong side of the tracks,

for all those years.

I felt like such a freak.

But you made me feel so normal.

I always thought I could pay

you back one day, you know?

Take you someplace nice.

Once I'd paid off all my...

placement debt.

And here we are.

-Trish, we have been there for

each other since we were kids.

You were always there

for me, too.

And we're gonna be there

for each other now,

and we are going

to get through this.

We're gonna get

through this, okay?

-Yeah.

-Ow.

Wait, Trish,

did you say that you...

you paid off

your placement debt?

Oh my God, that's amazing.

How?

-Socials.

Goldmine.

-I am so proud of you.

-Yeah.

Man, I don't know

about you, but I am...

starving.

You think we could try and

catch a fish with this thing?

-I have a better idea.

Revenge.

Maybe whatever I stepped

on yesterday is edible.

-Yeah, that's a good idea.

Maddie.

Maddie!

Maddie!

Come on, come on, come on!

Come back.

Come on!

Come on!

Are you okay? Are you okay?

Oh my God.

Ah!

- Here.

Maddie. Don't.

That's Chad's

cremation stone box

-Maybe this can help.

It's okay.

May your beer always be cold.

-May your boys always be hot.

-Come hell or high water.

-It is you and me.

No matter what.

-No matter what.

Cheers.

Maybe it's time.

Maybe it's the only time.

I love you so much.

Thank you for loving me.

I miss you.

I miss you a lot.

I love you so much.

I wish I could've

said that to you.

-He loved you more

than anything, Maddie.

- Yeah.

-I'll never stop

thinking about that night.

I never should have

brought you here.

-Don't say that.

Couldn't have known.

-I was trying to make things...

better.

But I only made them worse.

- Hey.

Trish, it's not your fault.

Listen to me.

Trish you're my best friend,

and I'm telling you...

There's no way

that you could have known.

And there's...

there's no one else that

I'd rather be stuck on this,

shitty, shitty rock with.

-I'm not your best friend.

A best friend wouldn't do

what I've done to you.

-Trish what are you

talking about?

-I needed money

for my placement at Brown.

You were never

supposed to be there,

you were supposed

to be at home studying.

She wasn't mad that I took

the last-minute shift

here instead?

-No, I covered for you.

Said you're at home

practicing your cello.

- The guy was

someone I used to work with and

we were gonna go half.

He left me a voicemail,

but it was too late.

He was never meant

to bring a g*n!

So I left.

I left you.

You have to know

that every day when I wake up,

every night when I go to sleep,

all I can...

all I can think about is how

I wish I could go back in time

and pick up that call.

Maddie, you have to believe me.

You have to believe me.

Maddie.

I'm so sorry...

I'm sorry

for everything that you've lost.

-No, don't! Don't say lost.

I did not lose anything.

You stole it from me.

-Why do you think

I couldn't be there for you

when you needed me most?

You know, I couldn't,

I... I couldn't look at you.

I couldn't... I couldn't face

what I did to you.

Okay, and now you've lost

the love of your life.

You've lost... You've lost

music, you've lost your

hearing--

-Don't touch me!

You don't get to sit here

and comfort me.

You don't get to sit here

and say sorry.

- I know, I know.

I'm so sorry I did that to you.

-You deserve

every single second of guilt.

-I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry.

-Good.

- I'm so sorry.

Maddie.

Maddie.

Maddie?

Maddie, are you okay?

Maddie.

Maddie, we're not

gonna last much longer

if we stay on this rock.

We have to get off.

Our best bet at survival

is the perimeter.

I'll swim to the sand...

the furthest point.

You swim to that rock,

it's the closest.

From there, you have the best

chance of making the perimeter.

You know, maybe she'll...

she'll be too confused

to chase either of us.

Or maybe not.

Okay.

All right, I'm gonna do it.

-Trish! Tr... Trish!

Trish?

What the hell are you doing?

-Making it right.

-No! No, Trish,

you don't have to do that!

No, Trish, it's okay!

It's okay, come back!

Come on, swim back!

It's okay, you can swim back!

Trish!

Please, Trish! Swim! Go!

Swim! Go!

Trish! Go!

Oh my God. Hey, help!

-Stop!

-Hey!

Hey!

- Help us!

Hey!

Down here! Hey!

-Stop!

Turn around!

-Please come back, please!

Stop it! Turn around!

-Stop the plane! Not again!

Stop it please!

- Oh my God.

- Stop!

-Come back!

-Oh my God, Trish!

-Stop the plane.

-Please get out

- of the water, Trish!

- Come back!

-Stop the plane!

-Get out of the f*cking water!

No Trish, no!

Stop the f*cking plane!

Oh my God, please.

Oh my God, Trish.

Trish please, no!

Trish, no, please!

No, Trish!

Please don't leave me!

Please don't leave me, Trish!

Please don't leave me here.

You're trapped too.

At least you tried to fight.

Okay.

It's you and me.

No matter what.

Is that thing waterproof?

- What do you think?

Maddie.

We're fighters. Right?

We always have been.

What other choice did we have?

Trish.

Okay.

Come on, come on, come on.

No, no, no.

No, no, no. Come on.

[poignant music continues]