Deep Rising (1998)

[bunniefuu]

- How we doin' out there, Leila?
- f*ck you!

How you doing, my a*s!
I'm totally soaked out here.

Aw, come on now, I pay you
two bucks a day, don't I?

Get off your lazy a*s
and come and help me!

Cut me some slack, will ya?

I'm workin' hard too, you know.

Now what?

- Son of a b*tch. Pantucci!
- Ow! sh*t, man!

I'm flyin' blind up here,

Brainiac. I thought
you fixed the radar.

- It's a little temperamental.
You have to be gentle.

Gentle, my a*s.

The whole system
just crapped out on me.

- k*lled off by your
negative vibes, no doubt.

- No doubt.

- Are you hittin'
that thing again?

No.

You know, where is it
written that I have to go

out there and work?

I mean, you know, Finnegan,
why don't you get your a*s

out there sometime?

I love you too, Leila.

- Everything all right?
- Just peachy.

We are on schedule, are we not?

You didn't hire me
for my social graces.

We hired you for
your reputation.

You better live up to it.

- Where are we?

Right there.
Middle of nowhere.

- And our final destination?
- Right... there.

- Middle of nowhere squared.
- Finny.

Yeah, I heard of you.
But I thought you'd be older.

Like a fine wine,
I'm aging gracefully.

Thank you.

Like a fine wine, my a*s.

You look more like
a keg of beer to me.

Any questions, Mr. Finnegan?

Nope. I get paid to shut up
and do my job.

So I shut up and do my job.

You're not the least
bit curious as to

where we're going?

Like the sign says,
If the cash is there,

we do not care.

Very good.

- Where the hell are we goin'?

♪ Two hands reach for
twelve at midnight ♪

♪ Clouds of smoke
fill up the room ♪

♪ Everyone drops
what they're doin' ♪

♪ When Lady Luck
walks into the room ♪

♪ I can't rub two dimes
together ♪

♪ I'm so broke
that it's a shame ♪

♪ Lady Luck don't even know
my name ♪

♪ Bartender, pour a double ♪

♪ The band just played
our favourite tune ♪

♪ And the party's
just beginning ♪

♪ When Lady Luck
walks into the room ♪"

- Ladies and gentlemen!

Ladies and gentlemen.
Mesdames et messieurs.

If I could have your attention
for just one moment, please.

On behalf of myself,
Captain Atherton and his crew,

welcome to the maiden voyage
of the Argonautica!

Each and every one of
the hundreds of men

and women... in service
upon this vessel...

has but one objective:

to make your dreams
come true.

As for myself,
my entire life...

I have had but one dream:

to create the greatest,
most luxurious,

most expensive pleasure ship
ever built.

And tonight, seeing
all of you here...

so beautiful, so elegant,

so rich...

I realize that my dream
has come true,

and I thank all of you from
the bottom of my heart for

making it so.

To the Argonautica!
Good times forever!

Forever!

We're having a wonderful time.

This ship is so smooth
we can't believe it!

She's state-of-the-art.

Not another ship
like her, ma'am.

She can hit a 40-foot
swell and not even put

a ripple across your martini.

It's been very nice
meeting you people.

I hope you enjoy the
rest of the cruise.

- Thank you so much, Captain.

Oh! Excuse me.

- Non, non, excusez-moi,
mon capitaine.

Really, very sorry.

Au revoir.

Nice picture.

I hate this bloody water stuff.

- That reminds me, I'm hungry.
- You're always hungry.

Yeah.So?
I'm a growing boy, you know.

- You're still growing?
- You got a problem with that?

- Be happy I don't eat you.

- So what you realizing,
Mamooli?

Uh, well, that my goal in life
before I die...

is to make love to a woman
from every country on earth.

Like, countries
acknowledged by the U.N.?

Or like, made-up countries too?

- What the hell does that mean?
- Like T. Ray's country.

Shut your face, Billy.
Australia's a country.

- Australia's an island.

- Well, technically,
it's a continent.

Ah, sh*t, man. Island,
country, continent.

If there's women there,
well, I'm interested.

You come to my country,
I sh**t your a*s.

Does he ever talk about
anything else but women?

Nah, not that I recall.

The only way to shut him
up is to sh**t him.

- Yeah, that's right.
- Yeah?

You ever thought about it?

Every day.

Ooh, ooh, ooh.

Come on, boys.

- Sit down, right?
- Ooh, ooh.

Go back to Australia.

All right, what's this, now?

Ooh, a book without pictures.
Well done, mate.

- You know what I want to eat?

I'll take a couple of
nice, greasy pig's feet,

some pickled monkey
brains and one of them

big elephant eyeballs.

Raw, so they pop
when you bite them.

- Yummy.

- You like that?

- Oh, man, that's disgusting.

- T. Ray, you stinking
up the place.

Oh, shut up.

Hey, knock it off. You're not
getting paid to party.

Ah!

Pantucci! Pantucci!

You're not where I think
you are, are ya?

Hola.

Listen, this radar's
still funky.

I can feel it, and it's
a very bad feeling.

You know how many uncharted
islands are out here?

I don't know. Two?

Very funny.

Wait 'til I crash this rig into
some goddam, no-name island.

What is this, a talk show?
I need some quiet time.

Over and out.

Whoa. Nasty.

- Whoa.

Hit you.

Oh, sh*t.

Oh, sh*t.

- I'm feelin' a real
lack of love here.

- Get in there!

Ohh.

- Well, what do we
have here, fellas?

I found him snoopin'
around the cargo.

If there's anything I can
do to make your trip

more comfortable, come to me.

- G'day, mate.

Well, don't just sit there!
Go help him!

- Are you kiddin' me?
Those guys are dangerous. -

No sh*t!

- You've got to do something.

- I find you live
longer if you don't.

Finnegan!

We got a contract.

Twenty hours out and back.

You beat my engine man
to death, it's gonna take

a hell of a lot longer.

Which is okay by me, since
overtime will run you

double rate.

He was nosin' around
in my cargo.

Okay, so he's mosey.

The contract was
no questions asked.

Yo, fellas. I vote...

we kick this little
piece of sh*t overboard.

- Well, I vote we k*ll him.

I vote we k*ll him,
then we throw him overboard.

Well, we don't vote here.
See, it's not a democracy.

Okay. I'll say it one more time
for the hearing impaired.

This could be messy.

Vivo.

Everybody okay? Anybody
gonna sh**t anybody?

You know, you boys
ought to get out more often.

That's a year off my life.

Please enter
your security key card.

Good evening,
Captain Atherton.

- Good evening to you.
- The vault is now open.

Oh, choices, choices.

Ooh, you're a big, bad boy,
aren't ya?

Hmm. You're more my size.

Et voila, le necklace.

Good evening, mademoiselle.

- Hello.

- Red-handed. My God, what
a cheeky little trollop you are.

Good evening, gentlemen.
I was just on my way out.

- Or maybe not.
- A good decision.

There's no place to run.
The nearest land is...

What, 600 miles, Captain?

- Nearer 800, sir.

- According to this
fax we received...

- Oh, that's not a very
flattering photograph, is it?

You're wanted for burglary,
robbery, forgery.

Oh!
And attempted m*rder.

My ex-boyfriend.
What?

Six arrests, five convictions,
and wanted in four countries.

How does a beautiful woman
as young as yourself...

amass such an incredible
record?

- Trust me, it wasn't easy.

- I think it's because you're
not very good at what you do.

- Oh!

- Steady on, Canton.
No need for that.

Uh-uh!
I believe that's my card.

- Thank you.

- Do we have a brig
on this ship?

Yes, we do, sir.
But it's not finished yet.

- Can't put a lady in the brig!
- True.

But you, mademoiselle,
are no lady.

Hey, watch it!

Hmm. And you, Mr. Canton,
are no gentleman.

Ow, ow, ow, ow!

OW. Ow!

They must be 30 feet long, man.

They're not nukes or nothin',
but the bang sure would

make your butt pucker.

You ever pull that sh*t again,
I'll k*ll you myself.

Hold still,
you big dummy.

I'm sorry. It stings!

Hey, do you think we
could pull over?

You got any novocaine?

Oh, yes, my little love bug,
but just a little.

- I think I need
a higher dosage.

- You always need
a higher dosage.

- How many of those
things are there?

- Huh?

I don't know. Eight
or nine of 'em.

Enough to sink a damn
aircraft carrier.

This is just great.
Now I got bombs in my basement.

Maybe it's just me, but if
you'd ask a question or two

before accepting a job...

If the cash is there,

we do not care.

What kind of life philosophy
is that, man?

Torpedoes.

What the hell are they
gonna do with torpedoes?

Yes!

Gentlemen.
Say hello to the Chinese...

M1-L1 triple-pulse
as*ault r*fle.

Rotating barrel,
thousand-round capacity.

- Auto cooling, watertight.
- Yeah!

Cheers, babe.

Mm-mmm!

- What?

What's happening here,
gentlemen?

Communications,
what's your status?

All thermal and laser imaging
generating a negative

white screen response, sir.

- That's impossible.

- Captain, radar not
responding either.

Right. Switch to
auxiliary power, Mr. Lewis.

Let's do a circuit check.

No response, sir. We have
a complete mainframe meltdown.

- What about the
communications gear?

- Gone. All completely gone!

- Maybe it's the storm, sir.
- No, no. That's nonsense.

- This ship is
impervious to weather.

- Can we still send?

Our signal goes out
static, sir.

I've never seen
anything like it.

This equipment is
state-of-the-art!

Top of the line!

Mr. Canton, please!

We are in a very dangerous
situation here.

We are running... without
radar or any form

of imaging; we are
sailing blind.

- No way to communicate
our situation.

- I have something here, sir.

- What is it, Colin?
- I don't know, sir,

but whatever it is,
it's, uh, big.

Probably just a pod of whales.

Moving at 31 knots, sir?
I don't think so.

- Where's it coming from?
- Directly beneath us, sir.

160 metres directly beneath us
and rising very quickly.

150 metres. 140. 130. 120.
110.100 metres.

Ninety, eighty.

- Seventy, sixty.
- What are they?

Fifty metres.

- Oh, my God.

Open up!

Hey! Who said you could
put holes in my boat?

I didn't say you could
put holes in my boat!

That's gonna cost you extra!

- What the hell is that?
- I don't know.

Let's go!

Looks like some kind of...

It's a torpedo launcher.

- I... I don't like this.
- Yeah, I know. Neither do I.

- How much longer?
- Another 22 minutes,

we'll be right on top of,
uh,

- whatever's out there.

- What the hell was that?

Hang on!

- Joey! Joey, talk
to me! Damage?

Yeah. We got a hole
in the starboard bow.

- Taking water?

- A little, but it's just
above the water line.

I got no power coming
from Jezebel.

She's out cold.

Something's wrong with Hercules.

He's not getting any petrol.

That's it.
I'm shuttin' her down.

sh*t!
What the hell did We hit?

- We got a big-a*s hole here!
- Get it out! Get it out!

Get it off the cases!

What the hell was that?

Whatever it was, it nearly
took my bloody head off!

What are you laughing at?

'Cause we're alive,
you idiot.

A direct hit on any of
these warheads and pfft!

We'd be history, mate.

We got a hole in the starboard
bow the size of Nebraska!

What's the status down here?

- Old Jezebel got it
right through the brain pan.

You got me.

- I think we k*lled
a speedboat.

- A speedboat!

We're hell and gone
from the nearest land.

There's no way a speedboat
gets out this far. No way.

Ow! sh*t, man! Finnegan,
nothing works!

Hercules is shot to sh*t.

His gears are all mangled.

His cylinder head
seized up, I think.

We're leakin' fuel fast.

I give us 20 minutes, half hour,
tops, and then we're dead

in the water.

Finnegan, you do something.

We have a job to finish,
a schedule to maintain.

- Man, would you listen
to this crap? -

Shut up, grease monkey!

- You're expendable.
Know what I mean?

- Yeah, I know.
Story of my life.

Hey, get your asses up here!

- There's something out there.
- What? Well, let me see.

- W-Wait!
- Let me see it. Let me see it!

Whoa. It's a...
It's a cruise ship.

Do you think
she could spare some fuel?

And a few minutes
in her machine shop.

Absolutely.

What the hell...

We'll take over from here.

You know, Hanover,
a ship like that,

they got half a dozen different
ways to call for help.

Not any more.

Pantucci,
can you fix this thing?

If I can get into
the Love Boat's machine shop,

yeah, maybe I can fix
this hunk of junk.

She ain't gonna run pretty,
but she'll run.

They've armed all
the bombs, man. They're alive.

All right.

- Finnegan and the grease
monkey will come with us.

- The three of us
stick together.

- From now on, you'll
be sticking with me.

- Billy!
- Yeah, Chief.

Finish the torpedo launcher
and watch the lady.

- Aye, Chief.

- I'll watch her.
I haven't done Korea.

Hey, Mr. Comedy, leave my
girlfriend out of this.

You trying to f*ck with me?

Hey,hey,hey!
Behave yourself.

- She'd eat you
alive anyway, eh?

Hey, cool out.

Knock this sh*t off.

This is worse
than high school.

Cruise ship's not movin'.
Why ain't it movin'?

I don't know.
All right, gentlemen.

- You know the drill.
- Okay, let's move out!

Bingo.

Relax, Hanover.
This is a cruise ship.

- You're not gonna
need your g*ns.

- What if they attack us, man?

With what?
Margaritas and tanning oil?

This place is a mess.

You want me
to call housekeeping?

Use any and all
force necessary.

The intimidation
factor must be high.

There's a lot of passengers
on this ship.

Yep, and half of 'em
are packin' lipstick.

- Careful you don't
get glossed.

- Cheer.

That was kind of fun.

Well, it was.

Everybody's in the atrium.

We'll pin 'em down there, then
split up and finish the job.

Sound off!

- We got the vault. Level six!
- Casino! Level three.

- Bridge!
- Bow, top level.

- Well, here come
the party crashers.

- I don't hear any party.

Everybody down! Nobody move!

sh*t.

Man, looks like somebody
had themselves

one hell of a shindig.

We got blood here.

We got blood here, too,
mate.

We got blood everywhere.

I got a really bad feelin'
about this.

Ground, atrium level.

Please watch your step.
The doors are closing.

Where the hell is everybody?

Well, the lifeboats,
they're all still here.

Where the hell is everybody?

Let's go!

sh*t.
Hanover, nobody home.

This place looks
post evac, man.

Total spooky town.

Looks like somebody
beat you to the punch.

- Where the hell is everyone?

- Who cares? Let's hit
the vault and go.

Whoa! Whoa!
Whoa! Whoa!

Shh.

- f*ck me, man.

All right, knock it off!

I don't know what the hell's
going on around here,

but we've got a job to do.

- Machine shop.
- Sublevel nine.

T. Ray, Mamooli, take Finnegan
and the grease monkey.

They're the only ones that go
all the way to the bottom.

The rest of you come with me
to the bridge.

Let's move! Move! Come on!

What the hell was that?

Yes. Not bad.

Clear.

The man did a good job
of shutting everything down.

Yeah. But he wasn't
supposed to stop the ship.

- Or k*ll everybody on it.
- I don't see any bodies.

It's like... It's like
everyone just... vanished.

Hey, is that you?

Turn up the pump, you idiot!
We're sinking.

Relax, would ya!
You're not the boss of me.

I'm the one supposed to be
in charge around here.

Billy, Billy, are you there?

We've looked all around.
There aren't any passengers.

What do you mean
no passengers?

How could there be
no passengers?

- Have you seen
anybody up there?

- Nah, I ain't seen anybody.

Only an idiot
would be out in this rain.

The hulls on these ships
are supposed to be impregnable.

So what are you sayin'?

If the hull's impregnable,
why are my feet wet?

It's a ghost ship.

- I vote we leave.
Who votes we leave?

- Shut up.

Mate, that's it.

They thought they were sinking,
so they abandoned ship.

Stupid b*stards.

Oh, my God. He's right.
You're right. Yeah.

They all jumped overboard.
You know, I can just see

the last as*h*le in sayin',

sh*t. We forgot the lifeboats.

Guess we just gonna
have to swim for it.

You got a real big mouth
on you, you know that?

Yeah, I know that.

I don't like you.

You don't even know me.

Hey, check it out.
It's my future ex-wives.

Mamooli, you bloody pervert,

get your mind out
of the gutter.

- Come on, hurry it up.
- Whoa, man! What stinks?

Did I say it was you?

Man, this water's freezing!

I'm gonna catch me a cold.

- Ooh-ee, whoo. Mm-mmm.

Which one of you ladies
wants to warm me up?

Hey, stay close.

- I didn't know you cared.
- I care about your g*n.

Mamooli, keep an eye on 'em.

Mmm.

What you got there?

- Peanut.
- Peanut?

- Peanut.
- Okay. Peanut.

- sh*t!

- Hey!

Who's in there?

You come out now,
or I'm gonna kick your a*s.

T. Ray, what the hell are you
doin'?

What the hell is that?

T. Ray?

T. Ray?

What did you do?

- Huh?
- Hey! What did you do?

- Don't sh**t!
- Well, what happened to T. Ray?

What did you do to him?

We didn't do anything!

- Touch that and you're dead.
- Relax! It wasn't us!

What the hell happened here?

- Please enter your
security key card.

- Hey!

- Well, what do you know?
Sign of life.

- With curves.

Excuse me, but this area's
for authorized personnel only.

As the assistant to the purser,
I'm afraid I'll have

to report you.

- Where are the
other passengers?

- I don't know. Sleeping?

You tell me what happened here,
or I pull the trigger.

- Who are you?

- A passenger.
Just a passenger.

Name's Trillian.
And you are?

Thank you.
Makes my job a lot easier.

- Glad to be of assistance.

- So again, tell me
what happened here.

- Where is everybody?

- I thought you liked
to blow things up.

Good evening.
The vault is now open.

Yes. Money,
money, money, money.

Vivo!

Whoa-oa-oa!
Stop!

- Jesus Christ!
- Son of a b*tch!

- No, no, no, no!
- Come on!

Get outta here!
Come on, get outta here!

I'm sorry! I thought it was
one of them. I didn't know!

You just k*lled
one of my best men!

I didn't mean to. I-I-I
thought it was one of them!

I didn't know.

- Those are innocent
people in there!

Shut up!

- Shut up!

Who are you people?

- One of who?
What are you talkin' about?

- One of those things!

- Haven't you seen them?

What's that?
Speak up, Mamoolil

You're cutting out.
Repeat that!

Shut up, man. Listen!
I think T. Ray's dead.

Forget about them.
We gotta get out of here!

There's somethin' down here!

- Shut up!
Just shut the f*ck up!

There's nothin' down here
but you and me. Hmm?

Go on! Get the parts now!
Get the parts! Come on!

- What the...

Mamooli! T. Ray!

They're everywhere.
You hear me?

We've got to get off this ship.

All right.
Let's check it out.

- What about the vault?

- It'll be here.
Grab Vivo's g*n. Go!

What the hell was that,
Finnegan?

I don't know!
I didn't get a good look!

You got all the parts?

If I don't,
I ain't goin' back to get 'em.

Go!

The sixth level.
Please watch your step.

The door is closing.

Fifth level.
Fourth level.

Oh, come on, come on,
come on. Up! Up!

Third level.
Second level.

Emergency stop.

- Second level.

- First level.

- This corridor! Hey, hey, hey!
- What are you doing?

- I'm not staying in here!

- Trust me, lady, it ain't
any better out there!

- I don't care! I'm outta here!
- Will you relax!

- The door is closing.
- Who the hell are you?

- Who the hell are you?
- I think she broke my nose.

Give me a chance, I'll break
the rest of your face.

- Not that anyone would notice.
- What is this about?

- What is it?

- First level.

- That's what I've been
trying to tell you.

- Second level.
- There's somethin' up there.

- Third level. Fourth level.

Please stand clear
of the door.

- Drop it!

- Now!
- Drop it! Drop it!

Do it.

Where's Mamooli?
T. Ray?

- They didn't make it.
- What the hell happened?

You k*lled them?
You k*lled them.

- I didn't k*ll anybody.
There's somethin' on this ship.

Bullshit!

No! It's not bullshit,
Mr. Hanover.

There are things on this ship!

- You two know each other?

Come on.

- Please stand
clear of the door.

- T. Ray was my...
You k*lled him.

You k*lled him, didn't you!
Didn't you!

- I heard you the first time.
- Stand down, you!

And you, tell me what happened.

The ship's infested. The
bloody things are everywhere.

- Infested with what?

- I don't know!
How do I know?

- Never seen anything
like it before.

- Your turn.

Ninth level, eighth level,
seventh...

- Second level.

Third level, fourth level,
fifth level.

Sixth level.

What the hell is that?

The Girl From Ipanema.

Hey, guys, you don't mind if we
get off this thing now, do you?

That's a good idea.

Hang on!

This elevator is
out of service.

- What are these things?

- What the bloody
hell is going on?

Get the g*n, you moron!

You back off, Finnegan.

Holy sh*t.
Look at that.

Now what?

Hey!

- sh*t!

Let's move!

Chick with the muscles.

Come on.
There's nowhere to hide.

Chick with the muscles.

It was almost as if

the ship had struck a
reef or something.

It came to a sudden,
violent stop.

And then suddenly they
were everywhere.

Th-The passengers all panicked.

It all happened so fast,

there was no time
to do anything.

- Couldn't even use
the lifeboats.

- You okay?

Trouble is, nobody knows
we're in trouble.

Couldn't send an S.O.S.

Well, then, mon capitaine,

I think the first order
of business should be

a call for help, don't you?

- Yeah, man, call
in the Marines.

- Yeah, let's do it now.

Look, you don't seem to
understand.

- Something has
jammed the systems.

- Not something. Someone.

Who are you?

My name is Simon Canton.
I own this ship.

Hanover had a connection
on this ship,

somebody to knock out
all the communications.

You two know each other.

- It was you.
- What?

Very quick, Mr. Finnegan.

- Is this true, Canton?

How do we fix it?

I said how do we fix it?

Answer him.

- Answer him, you
son of a b*tch!

All the systems were
melted at their core.

There's not gonna be
any calls for help.

- For God's sake, man, why?
- Damn it!

This is supposed to be
your life's work, I thought.

This ship's gotta be worth,
what, a couple hundred million?

Four hundred eighty-seven
point six million dollars.

The insurance.

That's what
the torpedoes are for.

You loot the ship, and then
you sink it for the insurance.

I spent my whole life,
my entire fortune,

building this ship.

I'll be damned if I'm
gonna lose it to a bunch

of pencil-necked bankers.

Lose it, you greedy b*stard?

What are you talking about?

- The ship was operating
at full capacity!

But the problem is that the cost
of keeping it operating...

is a hell of a lot more than
we're ever gonna take in.

You mean, we're all gonna
die because you screwed up

on the math?

I simply misjudged the market!

What about the passengers?
Were they insured?

I may be a crook,
but I'm not a savage.

The passengers, the crew and I
would've been safely evacuated

on the lifeboats.

Don't you get self-righteous
with me, Mr. Finnegan.

I know all about you.

- You despicable,
lousy b*stard!

- You sold us out to
the bloody insurance!

- All right, knock it off!

Do you realize how many
innocent people you've k*lled

on this ship?

- Hey, hey, break this up!
- Innocent passengers!

That's enough!

Nobody was gonna get hurt!

- What?
- I like it.

- Thanks.

- Oh, Jesus Christ!

- Good God, it's Billy!

- Jesus, no! No!

- Over here now!
- Right here! Right here!

- No! It's there!
- These things are everywhere!

- How do you turn
this damn thing on?

Oh!

Jeez Louise, lady, give a guy
a heart attack, why don't you?

Over this way! Go! Go!

What are these things?

Real unfriendly.

So, um, you got a boat
waiting outside, is that right?

- Yeah.
- Okay. Let's make a deal here.

You get me to your boat,
and, uh...

And I can have
whatever I want.

Yeah, whatever you want.

Can you get me
a cold beer?

Funny.

Time to go!

- I owe you one.
- Damn right, you do.

Get me off this boat alive
and we'll call it even. Deal?

Deal.

Please tell me
you're a man of your word.

Absolutely.

- Canton, get me... Aah!

Hang on!
sh*t!

Give me your hand!
Give me your hand!

Come on! Pull!

- Come on! Pull!

Whoa!
Oh, no!

Eat this, you wankers!

What the hell
are these goddam things?

I'm beginning to fear
that our friends here...

may be some kind of
strange offshoot...

of the Archaea
Ottoia family.

Oh, the Ottoia family.

And to think I was
startin' to worry.

At 4,000 feet,

the Ottoia are about
as long as a pencil...

with bodies about
the size of a golf ball.

But those at 20,000 feet...

have been found to eat
full-grown sharks.

At thirty
or forty thousand feet...

Well, you do the math.

This, uh...
This is not good.

Are we talkin' some kind of
mutated sea monsters here?

Who gives a sh*t what they are?

Just tell us how to k*ll
these m*therf*ckers.

The Ottoia
are very crafty.

They hide in burrows...

and catch their victims
with spiny tentacles,

and then they-they crush them
between massive jaws.

Yeah, and then they
eat you, right?

No, they drink you.

They drink you alive,

sucking all the fluids out
of a body before excreting

the skeletal remains.

All right, that's it.
Lesson's over.

- Here's the plan.
- Hey!

I'm still givin' the orders
around here, mister!

You stay here and give
all the orders you want.

I'm gettin' back to my boat,
cuttin' it loose and gettin'

the hell outta here.

Yeah, man.
I second that motion.

- Mind if I tag along?
- Feel free.

Which way now?

At the end of this passageway,
there should be an underpass

on the port side that'll
take us to the upper levels.

- The starboard.
- Port.

- I've got the blueprints to
the entire ship right here.

- Who do you think gave
you those blueprints?

I ask you, man,
could it get any worse?

Thanks, Joey.

I can't get that song
out of my head.

They must have ripped
a hole through the hull.

That's how they got in.

The power of these things,
it's-it's awesome.

- I'm glad you're so impressed.
- sh*t!

- There's no way out
through this door.

- It's buckled right
to the frame.

- We can't go back
the way we came.

- Okay, Canton, it's your ship.
Any ideas?

There are more hatchways and
stairwells on the other side

of this wall.

The only way outta here
is down those steps.

- He's right.
- How far?

It's 20 metres.

- Somebody's gonna
have to go and check.

- I volunteer to wait here.

- Me too.
- No way.

I'll go. But you're
comin' with me.

Good luck.

- And what are we
laughing at? Hmm?

If we make it through,
I'll fire two rounds.

- That means it's safe
to come through.

- Okay. Hey! It's mine.

Let's give the lady
a real g*n, shall we?

You know how
to use that?

Yeah. If something comes at me,
I'll just pull the trigger

'til it goes away.

Careful with that.
It's got a hell of a kick.

I can handle it.

Well, if we're goin'
for a swim,

I think it's your turn
to carry the parts.

This is turnin' out to be
one hell of a day.

Come on. Up.

- What the hell is takin' 'em?
- You know, uh,

I don't mean
to sound like a p*ssy,

but this sh*t is startin'
to freak me out, man!

Can you just get asthma?

Or do you have to be
born with it?

- Uh-oh.

- Oh, my God!

Jump!

Come on, you son of a b*tch!
Come on! Come on!

- Whoa!

Oh! Aah! I'm outta here!
I'm outta here!

Come on, buddy.
There you go.

- Where's Mason?
- It got him.

- sh*t! Not Mason!
- Grabbed him.

No way this is happening!

This isn't bloody happening!

- Who's next?
- Now where do we go?

There are more elevators through
that hatchway over there.

I ain't goin' up in no
more elevators, man.

I agree with these gentlemen.

How much longer before
we can expect a rescue?

- I'm not waitin' on
any rescue party.

- We checked in just
before sunset.

It'll be another 24 hours before
they start searching for us.

Are you saying they're not
even gonna start looking

for this ship for
another day or two?

- Be a bit late by then, folks.

And we got creepy crawlies
swarmin' all over,

killin' us off left and right.

Makes for a bit of a tight jam,
don't you think?

I say we stay right here!

- Are you insane?
- No. No, man. He's right.

There's plenty of food here.

We can hold out until
they rescue us.

They're right.

This is the galley
for the crew.

It was built to be almost
entirely airtight

in case of fire.

With these hatches closed,
there's no way those things

can get in here.

You wanna wind up in jail,
Mulligan?

Better that than in the belly
of one of those things.

I don't care what you do, but
I'm gonna keep on goin'.

It's our only chance.

Back off!

They're wiping us
out one at a time.

I say we make a stand.
Right here, right now.

The whole damn
ship's infested, Finnegan.

We're not gonna make it
back to the boat anyways.

I'm not stayin' down here,
and that's a fact.

- Now, back off that hatch.
- I'll do it.

I'll do it.
I swear to God, I'll k*ll you.

- I'm not mucking about here.
- Whoa, whoa.

- Don't get hasty, man.

- We're not staying
here, Mulligan!

- I say we are!

Last stand, eh?

We'll kick a*s and take names.

You back off right now,
soldier,

before I put you down.

I once saw a guy
put a fish in a bottle.

And then he corked it
and sealed it tight...

and threw it
to a baby octopus.

Now, the octopus, he felt his
way all around that bottle.

And in less than two minutes,
he got the cork off,

slid inside,
and ate the fish.

And the moral
of this story is?

We're the fish.

Listen.

The ship's already
starting to sink.

What if they don't
get here in time?

I-I don't want to drown.

Yeah.

Look, Mulligan,
you can do whatever you want,

but I am gonna
get my a*s to the surface,

pray to God that my boat
is still there...

and those things
aren't crawlin' all over it,

and then I am gonna
bail the hell outta here.

What?

What?

What are you looking at?

You want some?
You're nothin'!

You see that?
Did you see that?

- sh*t!

They're closin' the
damn hatches, man!

They're closin' the hatches!

They're herding us!

They're forcin' us to go
where they want us to go.

Wait, wait.

Now you're tellin' me
these things can think?

They're pushing us
toward the bow of the ship.

What the hell is
at the bow of the ship?

- Which way?

- This just takes us
back into the hold.

That's the way up,
through there.

- Are you comin', or what?
- Yeah.

I'm right behind you.

What the hell is this?

Looks like some kind
of feeding ground.

Looks like
a dead end to me.

Where's Canton?

Now what?

Oh, my God. They're breaking
through the hull.

Go! Go! Go!

Everybody go!
Go! Go!

What is this?

Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!

Canton!

Open up, Canton!

- Open up, you b*stard!

Open the door!

Do you hear that?
They're comin', man!

- They're comin'!

- Son of a b*tch!
- I'm sorry!

Where's my g*n?
Where's my g*n?

Hey, give me one of those!

- You idiot!

- Well, you didn't
tell me to do that.

- You didn't tell
me to do that.

- Son of a b*tch!
- Hey!

No, no, no, no!
What are you doing? Come on!

I lost the backpack!

It's got the engine
parts to my boat!

We're not goin' anywhere
without 'em!

- Damn!

- Oh, sh*t.

- They're catchin' up!

They're catchin' up!
We gotta slow 'em down!

- The only way to slow 'em down
is to feed 'em!

All I got is a wet stick of gum
and a breath mint!

O-Okay!
All right!

What do we feed 'em?
What are we gonna feed 'em?

Oh, my God!
It's gonna sink!

It's going to sink.

- An island!

Hey!
Hey, did you see that?

Yeah, I see it!
We gotta get to it! Come on!

- That heap of junk
is your boat?

- You got a better one?

Wait a minute.

What if those goddam things
are crawling inside it?

We'll have to
take our chances!

Can your boat make
it to that island

without the engine parts?

- Not a chance in hell!
- Aah!

Then what are we doing?

Trust me!
I got a plan!

Don't say I never
gave you nothin'.

You as*h*le!

- And find the keys!
- Yeah! Yeah!

And make sure
it's got gas!

Okay, okay.

The key's gotta
be around here somewhere.

- Did you miss me?
- Quit screwin' around.

Get to the engine room and
get me any power you can, fast.

Not even a Joey,
I'm glad to see you?

Joey, what happened
to your leg?

- Joey, you wanna be
the appetizer or the entree?

I'm on it.
Give me the parts.

- I lost 'em!

- You what?
- I lost 'em, okay? I lost 'em!

Go with the flow,
will you, Joey?

I got a plan.

Plan, my a*s!

Without those parts, this
thing ain't gonna go

more than about a city block!

- Well, that's all I'm gonna
need. Now get movin', will you?

Leila?

I don't think she made it.

Right.

I'll, uh...
I'll go see what I can do.

And kaboom.

- That oughta do it.
- All set.

But we only got enough
fuel for maybe

five, six minutes max.

Then she's runnin' on fumes.

- Here goes nothin'.

Come on! Come on! Come on!
Come on! Come on! Come on!

- Come on! Come on! Come on!

- Yes! Yes! Yes! Come on!
Baby needs a new pair of shoes.

Come on! Come on! Come on!
Come on! Come on! Come on!

- Damn!

- Listen, you have to be...
- Gentle! I know, I know.

- Come on! Come on! Come on!

- Come on! Come on! Come on!

- Yes!
- That a girl!

Bye-bye, baby.

- Come on, man, let's book!

- Hello.

- sh*t!

- I'll bet. It's nice
to see you again too.

Ah-ha-ha! No!

- Now, give me that key.

- I'll... I'll take you with me.
- Yeah, what about the others?

f*ck 'em. They have to
go down with the ship.

That's how it works.

Now, give me that key. Now!

Give me that key.

- Son of a b*tch!

- Get in there and
cut the engines!

- Wait! Wait! Are you crazy?

Just cut the engines, Tucc!
Do it now!

Wait! Wait! sh*t!

Give me that key,
you b*tch!

Goddam it!

I've never actually
k*lled anybody before.

Well, not on purpose,
that is.

Here, take this.

Now, just walk away
and let me go.

I don't think so.

No witnesses allowed.

I don't think this'll be quick,
but... it'll be interesting.

No! No!

- Huh?

Oh, now what?

Look Out!

Now there's somethin'
you don't see every day.

- Time to go.
- Good idea.

Finnegan!

Aah!

What are you lookin' at?

Look Out!

Get to the cargo bay!
Go! Go!

Pantucci!
Come on!

Let's get the hell outta...

God. Finnegan,
where are you?

Jesus, lady!
Watch it, will you?

sh*t. I'm sorry.
Thank God you're alive.

Damn straight I am.
Let's keep it that way, huh?

No!

Well, that's a hell of a jump.
Let's get up some speed.

Hang on.

Whoa!

Oh, sh*t!

Finnegan!
Faster! Faster!

- c*ck it!

We gotta get outta here!
This things gonna blow!

- Whoa!

- Oh, sh*t!

- c*ck it!

Whoo-hoo!

Hang on!

Shot to sh*t.

Where are you
when I need you, Joey?

Hey, I found a souvenir.

Well, I guess we're
stuck on this island.

Well, I guess we're
stuck on this island.

Better than
a cold beer, huh?

Finnegan!

Hey, guys!

Joey!

- Joey!

- Joey!
- Are you all right?

Hey! Hey! Watch the leg!
W-Watch the leg!

- Watch the leg!

- I thought you
said he was dead.

- I thought he was dead!
- It-It almost had me, man.

It came crashin' right
through the windshield.

I ran out the hatch.

The thing was
snappin' at my a*s.

I dove overboard,
swam like hell.

Next thing I know,
kabloowie.

And your damn surfboard
almost cut me in half, man.

Hey, was it the water
in my eyes,

or did I just see a little
lip action between you two?

- Joey...

- You know, I could always go
for a stroll down the beach...

- Joey.
- or go for a little swim.

- Although I gotta tell you,
if I never get back

in that damn water again...

- Joey!

Okay, cool. I'll stick around.
You don't have to beg me.

This looks like
a nice enough place.

Now what?