01x04 - The Ocean Will Have Us All

[bunniefuu]

[foghorn blares]

[foreboding string music playing]

[in Cantonese] Everyone, be alert!
Fast approach off the starboard quarter.

Small craft.

Looks like our fisherman friend.

Oi!

[men shouting]

Wade! Wade!

[man, in English] Hey! You can't be here!

Stop!

[men shouting]

Wade!

Wade!

[Steve] I'm losing no one.

-Hey!
-What the f*ck?

Where is he? Where's my son?

-[in Cantonese] How did he get here?
-In a Zodiac. I think he's crazy.

[in English] Where is my son?

-He's not on board, mate. He is not here.
-And I should believe you?

We had a deal, and you snuck out
like a thief in the night.

That was your sister's doing.

-Bullshit.
-[Steve] No, it's true.

She threatened to impound my ship
if we didn't agree

that we don't take you
and we don't take Wade.

[Calvin sighs]

Hey, I wouldn't be heading back.
It's a minor miracle you made it this far.

I don't think you appreciate
the danger you're in.

I'll take me chances.

[Steve] The doctor here thinks
it's the squid's feeding ground.

You think? Round here? On what?

Hey! Hey!

[chuckles incredulously]

That's my f*ck' boat!
How am I supposed to get back now?

You really have to tie everything down
round here. Especially with this crew.

What is goin' on on this ship?

Rats. Fleeing straight
into the mouth of disaster.

[scoffs]

Gimme those.

[Steve] Wait for it. Wait for it.

[Sayed, in Swedish] Oh f*ck.

[in English] Bloody morons.

What are you waiting for?

It's right there.

Go k*ll it. Now.

I'd love to.
That's our captain and first mate.

No one else can drive this thing.

I can get us there.

-It's not a cod boat.
-A rig's a rig.

I can get us there.

All right.

Okay, get us there.

[mysterious music playing]

Okay, stay with the skipper.
Do everything he says.

[indistinct murmuring]

[sighs]

sh*t.

Uh… bow thrusters starboard.



[Steve] Mr. Penney.

The helm suits you. [chuckles]

Jesus friggin' Murphy.

[mysterious music intensifies]

[music fades out]

[Steve] That's it. Set it down here.

All right, now, give us some space.

Hey, eyes here, everyone.

Only got three of these trackers, okay?

-The wheel is yours.
-[Steve] Gonna have to make it work.

[man] Should we chum the waters?

Looks as though
they're chummed enough already.

Don't tell me
you fellas are trying to tag this thing.

Nothing gets past you, does it, skipper?

Listen, this thing needs to be put down,

not followed around
like some damn science project.

This is a research mission, Mr. Penney.
It's not a hunting trip.

[Calvin] Oh, that's great.
You're gonna get us all f*cking k*lled.

No, on the contrary.
Knowing where she is at all times

is actually gonna save lives.

Now, steady our position.

Coast guard,
this is RSV Sir John Franklin.

We've got two crew in the water.
Do you copy?

Coast guard, we are under attack.

We need immediate assistance. Do you copy?

What in the Jesus are you b'ys doin'
out here without a workin' radio?

[opera playing over radio]

-[tires screech]
-[honks horn]

-[man] What are you doing?
-[Fonda] Jesus Christ.

-[woman] I just needs a drop of water.
-[man] No, no. Come back.

Whoa!

-[Noseworthy] Mmm!
-Hey.

Hey, hey, hey!

Stop. Stop! Stop.

-I need water.
-No.

-Sorry, Doctor. I'm sorry.
-It's okay. It's okay.

Somebody stole my dinghy.

Hey, I have water in the car.

Come on, come on. Let me… let me help you.

[chilling music playing]

-[Noseworthy] Okay.
-Yeah?

-Yeah.
-Okay.

Thank you.

[Fonda] Jesus.

[Jay] Hey.

My sister and her boyfriend are in there.
Can you take a look?

Yeah. You know I'm not a medical doctor.
You know that, right?

No. I know that,
but can you just come have a look?

-I'm gonna go radio the coast guard.
-Okay, sure.

What in the heck is wrong with everyone?

There's something in the ice.

-The ice?
-Yeah.

-The iceberg ice?
-Yeah.

-That's the theory.
-Jesus.

No more ice and no drinking water
until we know what's going on.

Wait, hold on. What can I do to help?

Just keep everybody inside

and um… and gather as much bottled water
as you can.

-[grunts]
-It's okay.

I should have a couple of flats
over at the bar.

[Fonda] Right in here.

-It's okay.
-[Linda] Come on.

-[Fonda] That's it.
-Just put one foot in front of the other.

I just need water.

-Yeah.
-Here.

-Right here.
-[Linda] Just sit down here.

-For a minute. Just for a minute.
-I'll get water.

Okay, okay, okay.
Just please, just get me some water.

There you go.

Hey, can you… can you come here for a sec?

Hey.

-How are you guys feeling?
-Uh, yeah, I'm fine.

But there's definitely
something wrong with him.

Yeah. What did you, uh…
what did you have to drink last night?

Uh…

Just a couple, um… rum and Pepsis on ice.

More than a couple, I'd say.

And what about you?

-No ice, I take it?
-No. No ice.

[Barry, weakly] Water.

Water.

Look, what's going on here? What is this?

I'm not sure.
It could be bacterial. It could be viral.

The symptoms seem to differ
depending on the level of exposure,

but I really need to run more tests.

[Mary] Wait, wait. Um… just…

-Have you heard from my dad?
-No.

Oh, no, I haven't.

I've been trying him all night,
but his phone's out of service.

Yeah.

Just hang in there.

-I'm sure he'll turn up soon.
-Uh-huh. Hmm.

[Barry groaning]

Hey.

Okay, Barry.

-How you doing?
-I can't breathe.

You can't breathe?

Is that better?

[Fonda] Let me see.

-[mutters] Doc, am I dying?
-What? No!

No. No, no.

You're not dying.

We just need
to keep you from hurting yourself. Okay?

-Is that what's gonna happen to me?
-No. No, no, no.

Hey! Hey, everyone's…

gonna be okay.

Yeah?

You're gonna be fine.

Coast guard,
this is Snooks Arm Harbormaster.

We're experiencing
a public health emergency

and require immediate assistance. Over.

This is Commander Marie Charbaneau.

Confirming Snooks Arm is escalated
to top priority

for emergency medical response by air.

ETA?

We are currently responding
to multiple incidents at sea.

I will update you on the ETA.

Last question.

Your summary of the source, nature,
and current status of the threat. Briefly.

[tense music playing]

Jerry's dead.

My brother and my nephew are missing.

We got a iceberg in the harbor, and folks
have been using the bad ice for days,

and they've all gone
a bit cracked in the head.

Is this some sort of outbreak?

Is it contagious?

Hold on now.

Snooks Arm Harbor, coast guard.

Snooks Arm, are you there?

[tense music building]

[water burbling]

[eerie voices singing, whispering]

-[dramatic note plays]
-Ooh!

-Hi.
-[gentle string music playing]

-Hey. This way.
-The water.

I gotcha.

Hey, did you have anything
to drink last night?

-[Ruth] Just the one rum and Pepsi.
-[Fonda] Just the one.

-Good. That's good.
-Help's on the way.

Yeah.

I couldn't get ahold of Calvin or Wade.

Oh.

Don't worry about them.
I'm sure they're, uh… just fine.

[music becomes sinister]

-Snack time!
-[man] Wow.

[woman chuckles]

[man] Thank you, Irene. Look at this.

-No problem.
-Oh my God.

-There you go.
-Too kind. [chuckles]

-[Irene] Yeah.
-[man] Okay.

-[Irene] Nice.
-Hey, where is everybody today?

-The streets are deserted.
-Oh, a call came in this morning.

Something about a boil-water advisory
and big racket down at Fisherman's Hall.

Oh dear. I'm not leaving this house
this morning, I tell ya.

Not with that Jesus creature out there.

-Smart.
-But thanks for taking us in.

-Mm-hmm.
-[Coronation Street theme tune on TV]

All this way and your holiday ruined.

What a sin.

Oh. Mo loves this show.

-[Mo] Oh yeah. No, I do.
-Yeah.

[tense music playing]

[device beeping]

[continues beeping]

She's comin'.

[men shouting]

Here. Here, here, here, here.

Oh my…

Hold onto somethin'.

[Steve] Okay, okay.

Range!

-[in Swedish] Hard shell. Incredible.

[in English] Sure,
now he f*ck' tells me.

-Hard shell.
-[Sayed] Reload.

You have to aim for the flesh,
the soft bit beneath the mantle.

Not the mantle.

-She's comin' back round!
-[Steve] Here. Here.

Hold my legs.

[Steve] Oh, f*ck me!

[Sayed] Again! Reload.

How can you miss at this range? Do you
know how expensive these things are?

Here she comes!

Hold onto somethin'!

f*ck' sh*t.

Okay, what the hell is she doing?

She's under the hull.

I'll try and shake her off.

[Sayed] Just… just… Gently, gently!

Take this.

[ship groaning]

[softly] Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

-[alarm beeping]
-sh*t.

Christ.

[Steve] Last chance, Doctor.

Take the f*cking shot
before she tears a hole in my ship.

What the f*ck are you waiting for?

Just… be… quiet.

[yells]

Yes!

-We got it!
-Yes!

Ah! Ah!

[alarm beeping]

[Steve laughing over speaker]
She had me worried for a minute.

[Sayed] What a marvel.

Mr. Penney, come on. Get down here.
You're gonna wanna see this.

-[alarm beeping]
-[tense music fades out]

[chatter]

Hey, sh, sh, sh, sh, sh.

[device beeping rhythmically]

[Steve] Gentlemen.

-We got it.
-[cheering]

[Steve] Well done, men.

All right,
gentlemen, gentlemen, gentlemen.

This is your blood, your sweat,
your willful disregard for common sense.

No, seriously.

My heart goes out
to each and every one of you. Oh!

Including our last-minute skipper. Yep.

To the Franklin

and our beloved cephalopod.

-Cheers. Cheers!
-[cheering]

Mm!

Here, have a drink.
Look like you need one.

We're takin' on water,
and we're losin' fuel.

That thing did a lot of damage down there.

Yeah, no. I'm keenly aware of that.

-But we're not in imminent danger.
-You already lost two men today.

I f*cking didn't lose a soul.

Those two rat-f*ck?
They lost themselves.

Well, the rest of us are gonna be next

unless we call this in
and head back to port.

[Steve chuckles]

[Calvin] So tell me
where your backup radio is,

and let me get back to my family.

Right now.

No, coast guard's just gonna
get in the way, mate, at this point.

You know, we've gone too far
to just tuck up and run now.

Okay, you tagged her.
You… you… you made history.

So take the win,
and… and… and live to tell the tale.

What f*ck' tale?

What tale have we got to tell?
What have we got? Look.

We got blips. That's all we got.

Now, what did we have at the beginning
of the journey? We had fairy tales.

We had a couple
of, uh… blurry photographs.

We had some mad scribbling
from some dead explorers. Nah, mate.

If we give up now,
it's just like landing on the moon

and not getting outta the capsule.
We are this close.

This close to what?

A blip, mate. A blip is worthless.

Footage is forever.

-You're diving?
-Ooh, damn straight we're diving.

Well, that's f*cking insane.

One dive, 60 minutes tops.

-No, 90. 90 minutes.
-60.

-That's suicide.
-f*cking what can't you comprehend?

This is the holy f*ck' grail.

We are standing at the m*therf*cking apex.

What don't you just tell him, Steve?

Tens of millions of dollars, just poof.

Crew hasn't been paid in months.

Sunk-cost fallacy
has rotted this man's brain,

and this is his last chance
to save himself.

If I don't dive with that parasite today,

he is going to go and wh*re himself off
to the next sugar daddy.

He's gonna gobble up all the glory,

and he's gonna claim the Nobel Prize
for himself.

Ah, you're not wrong about that.

[mysterious music playing]

Dr. Sayed.

Are you with me

or not?

I wouldn't miss it for the world.

Fu… [chuckles]

Gentlemen.

We dive in 30 minutes.

[men chatting]

Check his quarters.

How is the rest of the crowd…

Okay, hold on. That's the…
That might be another problem altogether.

And then what?

What is your proper last name?

-Marvelous.
-You got anymore aguas back there?

Oh, look, some coming now. Look.

Thank you, Jesus.

Still no sign of Dad anywhere.

Yeah.

Well, your father
always did like to skip these town events.

It's just that, uh… we didn't leave things
on the best of terms last night.

Yeah.

Us neither.

The water tests here are clear,
but I'm boiling some just in case.

-Great, great. Thank you.
-Yeah.

And, uh… if you keep an eye
on these folks,

I'm gonna go to the harbor
to get some more samples.

Okay. Yeah, sure.

-Where are you going, my ducky?
-Outside.

-No, you don't wanna be going outside.
-I need some air!

-Excuse me.
-All right, all right!

-Get back there. Okay.
-Water.

Stop the nonsense, and sit down
out of it, for the love of Jesus!

[Noah] Mary.

Yep?

-Come on. Try and get some sleep.
-Mary, if, um…

-If something happens…
-What?

-If what happens?
-If, um… something happens and, uh…

I don't make it…

[sighs] f*cking stop it.
You're gonna be fine.

Hey, hey.

I just wanted to give you something.

Just in case.

What is that?

Just take it.

Please.

Noah.

It's empty.

-I know.
-You know?

There was supposed to be a ring in it,
but I…

I don't know what happened to it.
I carried it around for three weeks.

It was perfect.

I was gonna propose while we were here.
I swear to God, I had a whole plan.

Uh… and now you're not?

I am.

-I just don't have the ring.
-No, I don't care about a ring.

-You sure you don't care?
-Yes. Yeah, I'm sure.

So is that a yes?

-[hopeful string music playing]
-Mm.

Yeah, I suppose it is.

[both chuckling]

Yes. [laughing]

[Ruth] What?

What just happened?

We're getting married!

-Are we getting married? Yeah?
-Yeah.

[Barry] Ah! Ahhh!

Ah, water!

Ah! [groaning]

[Jan] Barry!

[Linda] Jesus, Mary, and Joseph!

-[dramatic music playing]
-[Barry yelling]

-[Jay] Hey, Barry!
-[Barry] Water!

[Jay] Don't!

[Fonda] Barry?

Barry!

[Jay] Barry! Barry, no!

[Fonda yells]

-[water burbling]
-[eerie music playing]

[Fonda] Barry?

-What?
-[Jay] Hold on.

-Fonda, stop.
-Barry!

Barry?

Snooks Arm, Snooks Arm.

This is RSV Sir John Franklin. Come in.

Mayday, mayday, mayday. Snooks Arm.

This is RSV Sir John Franklin. Come in.

Come on.

Seal Cove, come in.

Mayday, mayday, mayday.

Snooks Arm. This is Research Vessel
Sir John Franklin. Come in.

-[click]
-S…

I think you should dive with us.

Yeah.

We could use an objective observer.

I appreciates the thought, but, uh…

I'd just as soon stay up here,
keep us afloat.

Not die in a tin can.

No, Jojo's got the helm.

-And you trust him?
-[chuckles] Course not.

No, but he's not gonna go AWOL
with us down below. We'd all f*ck' die.

And importantly, he wouldn't get paid.

I'm not sure I have
the same confidence in you, Mr. Penney.

Mm.

Shall we?

Go on.

Yeah, man. Come on.

[men chatting]

She's a beauty, isn't she?

Yeah, I designed her myself.
Now, take your shoes off.

You should be thanking me, Mr. Penney.

I've seen it in your eyes.

You wanna get close to her
just as bad as I do.

You won't get a chance
like this again, mate. No one will.

Take your jacket off.
You're not gonna need that.

Up you go.

She's waiting. Chop chop.

Make yourself comfortable. Over there.

[Sayed clears his throat]

Jojo, time to rock and roll.

Okay.

-[creaking]
-Ah!

[clunking]

[automated voice] Descending.

Descending.

Descending.

Descending.

Descending.

Just relax, skipper.

How far down is she?

She prefers the coldest depths,
so now she's somewhere on the sea floor,

resting.

That's 100 fathom down.

-How deep does this thing go?
-[Steve] Oh, that and a bit more.

I designed it to go wherever she goes.

Two hundred feet, 400 to go.

[Calvin breathing deeply]

Hey, hey, hey, hey. Be careful.

Don't touch that.

That electrifies the shell.
There's 55,000 volts there, just in case.

No need for that.
It's not a safari. Okay, here we go.

Three, two, one.

And here we are.

[keyboard clicking]

Huh.

sh*t. We lost her.

How is that possible? We followed the tag.

[Sayed] It could be interruption,
interference.

It could be too deep for the signal.

[Steve] The signal's
what brought us here, genius.

-[Sayed] It's not working now.
-[Steve] We don't have time for this.

f*ck it. Let's go squid disco.

[suspenseful music playing]

-What, so… so now we're bait? Is that it?
-Sh.

Just settle down, skipper.

Ah, there she is.

She's above us.

Two hundred feet.

Approaching.

-One-fifty.
-[Steve] I don't see her.

One hundred feet.

-I don't see her.
-[Sayed] She…

She's right above us.

-That's impossible.
-No, it says she's right on top of us.

I can't see her. She's not anywhere here.

-[keyboard clicks]
-[device beeping]

[Sayed] There.

Oh my God. She's chewed her arm off.

[in Swedish] What have we done?

[Steve, in English] f*ck me.

[Sayed] We may have underestimated
her intelligence.

She knows we're trackin' her.

Okay, okay. Where's the rest of her?

[crashing]

[beeping]

-f*cked.
-[groaning]

[thud]

[creaking]

[Steve] Look at that.

[chuckles]

[Sayed] I think she likes you.

[Calvin] Fry her.

What, are you f*ck' nuts?

-What are you doin'? Fry her now!
-No, no!

No, she's, uh… she's just curious.
She's playing with us.

This is what cephalopods do.

[yelps]

[automated voice] Ascending.

Ascending.

Ascending. Ascending.

-She's bringing us up.
-Ascending.

Ascending.

-[metallic screeching]
-[all yelling]

[Calvin] She's opening the hatch!

Ascending. Ascending.

Up! Before she opens it! Up!

[Steve] We won't make it!
We… we won't make it!

We have to f*cking fry her
while we still can!

[Sayed] No! No, you can't!

-Ascending.
-[Steve] Get off me! Get off me!

-[Sayed] Steve, don't!
-Ascending.

[groaning]

[g*nsh*t]

[sounds fade]

[high-pitched ringing]

[automated voice] Pressure.

Pressure. Pressure.

Pressure. Pressure. Pressure.

-[tense music building]
-[creaking]

-[music stops]
-[water burbling]

[folk guitar playing gentle tune]

♪ Hey h*, nobody home ♪

♪ Meat nor drink nor money have I none ♪

♪ Can't we be merry? ♪

♪ Hey h*, nobody home ♪

♪ Hey h*, nobody home ♪

-♪ Hey h*, nobody home ♪
-♪ Can't we be merry? ♪

♪ Hey h*, nobody home ♪

♪ Hey h*, nobody home ♪

♪ Soul, a soul, a soul cake ♪

♪ Please, good missus, a soul cake ♪

♪ An apple, a pear, a plum, a cherry ♪

♪ Any good thing to make us all merry ♪

♪ One for Peter, two for Paul ♪

♪ Three for him who made us all… ♪

[Jojo] Mayday, mayday, mayday!

Sir John Franklin. SOS.

[speaks Cantonese]

[in English] We are under attack.

[speaks Cantonese]

♪ Soul, a soul, a soul cake ♪

♪ Please, good missus, a soul cake… ♪

Oh, come on, Dad.

♪ Please, good missus, a soul cake… ♪

Come on, come on, come on,
come on, come on.

-♪ See what you can find ♪
-♪ See what you can find… ♪

[automated voice] The person
you are trying to reach is not available.

-♪ We hope you will be kind ♪
-♪ We hope you will be kind ♪

♪ With your apple and strawber' ♪

♪ For we'll come no more
We'll come no more ♪

♪ Till this time next year ♪

♪ Soul, a soul, a soul cake ♪

♪ Please, good missus, a soul cake… ♪

♪ An apple, a pear, a plum, a cherry ♪

♪ Any good thing to make us all merry ♪

♪ One for Peter, two for Paul ♪

♪ Three for Him who made us all… ♪

[panting]

♪ The streets are very dirty
My shoes are very thin ♪

-♪ I have a little pocket… ♪
-[coughing]

♪ To put a penny in ♪

♪ If you haven't got a penny
A ha'penny will do… ♪

-[dog barking]
-♪ If you haven't got a ha'penny ♪

♪ Then God bless you ♪

♪ Soul, a soul, a soul cake ♪

♪ Please, good missus, a soul cake ♪

♪ An apple, a pear, a plum, a cherry ♪

♪ Any good thing to make us all merry ♪

♪ One for Peter, two for Paul ♪

♪ Three for him who made us all ♪

♪ Soul, a soul, a soul cake ♪

♪ Please, good missus, a soul cake ♪

♪ And with true love and brotherhood
Each other now embrace ♪

♪ This holy tide of Christmas
Of beauty and of grace ♪

♪ Oh tidings of comfort and joy ♪

[song ends]

[mysterious music droning]