3-Headed Shark Attack Page #3

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Well, normally we would. But nothing

seems normal to me about this.

[EXPLOSION]

Guys, I can't stay here. We're

gonna die if we don't leave.

[ALL SHOUTING] Allison! Wait!

GREG:
Allison! Allison! No no

no! Stay on the island!

OMAR:
You're not going out there

alone, Allison!

GREG:
Allison!

Come on, come on, Allison!

Come on, come on, come on!

GREG:
Omar, it's right

behind you, bud!

GREG:
Oh, come on!

Pick it up!

GREG:
Swim Omar. Faster!

Omar!

[SCREAMING]

Omar!

Nooooo!

Omar!

RYAN:
Oh my god! Greg: Get

this piece of crap going!

GREG:
Allison, swim!

[SHOUTING]

GREG:
Come to me, now!

ALLISON:
Throttle, Greg!

GREG:
Go, go, go!

Allison, go! Go!

Hey look at me. Look at-

Guys, go, go!

GREG:
Get on the horn. Call the

Coast Guard, call anyone.

Mayday! Mayday! Coast Guard?!

Mayday! Coast Guard,

are you there?

Dammit!

What do you think? Come on.

Come on.

Can you get any closer?

I don't think I can get this thing any closer

to the beach without running it aground.

We'd never get this piece

of started again.

There's no straight shot.

We gotta get out of here before

that thing attacks the boat.

The radio's almost fixed, I can

call for help later, okay?

The thing destroyed the whole station.

Just imagine what it can do to our boat.

We're not leaving them. We're

not leaving anyone else to die.

All right, there's no straight shot.

So, just hang on a second,

Let me - let me find a way to

distract the shark.

Hey, Allison! Allison!

Do we have anything on board?

Anything at all we can use?

Greg, you know we travel light.

We don't have any - anything thing

that's gonna reach that far.

Ryan?

I got nothing.

DR. THOMAS:
We need to get

that shark out of there!

I have an idea.

I'm all ears.

I'm gonna run in. Create a

distraction. Head over that way.

I'll get just as far as I can.

As soon as It goes for me, and I

mean, the INSTANT it goes for me...

run and get to the boat, and get

as far way from here as possible.

Maggie, there's NO WAY we're

gonna let you do that.

It's okay, Dr. Nelson.

This way, I can give you two at least

a chance of continuing your research.

Maggie, I can't let you do that.

I'm sorry, Professor. You don't

have a choice in this.

Yes I do. You're not going to be

the distraction.

DR. THOMAS:
I am!

[SCREAMING] No!

What the hell?

[WHIMPERING] Oh my god!

Maggie, let's go! Now!

Maggie? Maggie?

[GRUNT]

[SCREAMS]

[SCREAMS]

[SCREAMING]

[SCREAMING] Allison: Oh my god!

[SCREAMING] No!

Come on! You can do it!

RYAN & ALLISON:
Swim! Swim! Greg:

Come on, Maggie! Swim! Swim!

[SHOUTING]

[COUGHING]

Drive! -Yeah! Ryan! Let's go, Ryan!

Let's go!

GREG:
Get on the horn.

Look how fast that

damn thing is.

I don't know if we

can out run it.

I guess we'll find out.

[STATIC]

- I think the radio's working.

- Go, go, now!

[BEEP/ALARM]

Mayday! Coast Guard?

Anyone there?

[STATIC] Mayday! Coast Guard?

Is that you?

[STATIC]

RYAN:
Mayday! Coast Guard?

Does anyone read me?

RYAN:
Mayday! Coast Guard?

Is anyone there?

RYAN:
Mayday! Coast Guard?

Anybody? Help!

RYAN:
Mayday! Coast Guard?

Coast Guard, please?

This is Max Burns.

You're on the wrong frequency.

BURNS:
You've reach a fishing

boat.

RYAN:
It doesn't matter. We need

help from someone. Anybody.

We're coming from the Persephone Research

Station, near the Garbage Patch.

RYAN:
The station's gone. A lot of

people are dead. Can you help us?

Whoa, whoa, slow down. What do

you mean, "attacked?" Over.

My name is Ryan Bennett. I'm hailing

you from the Transport vessel, Ps-001.

[STATIC] Ryan:
The station

was attacked by a giant...

3 headed shark.

RYAN:
Destroyed the station.

Killed almost everyone.

[LAUGHS]

This better not be a joke.

Over.

RYAN:
Listen, man,

I know how it sounds.

But it's a giant 3 headed shark.

[RYAN ON RADIO] It attacked the station.

It killed almost everybody.

BURNS:
A 3 headed shark? What have

you been smoking, kid? [CHUCKLES]

I don't know what you think you

saw, but-

My friends are dead, man. Dead.

You got to send someone, now.

Ships. The Navy. I don't care.

Get somebody out here. 'Cause

that thing is right on top of us!

Wait, wait, wait! Where is it?

It broke off.

RYAN:
Over there!

Oh no.

It's heading right

for that boat.

CAPTAIN:
Ha, these damn kids get

some crazy on these things.

Crazy.

[CHATTER]

[CHATTER]

Hey.

[GUESTS CHATTER]

There you go, sailors.

Thank you, Tori.

[CHUCKLES]

Come on, Mrs. Grant. You know

your money's no good here.

I told you to call me Rosemarie.

"Mrs. Grant" makes me sound like

my mother.

[LAUGHING]

Okay, Rosemarie. Thanks.

You gotta listen to us.

[RYAN ON RADIO] That thing

is headed for another boat.

Some kind of booze cruise. A lot

of passengers.

You gotta come now because...

they're all in danger.

[BURNS ON RADIO] If you're making

this up, kid, it's your ass.

Well, we're on our way.

Let's go.

- Ship in distress.

- Let's go.

[SCREAMING AND YELLING]

I think I know what's going on.

What is it?

It's being drawn towards the

pollution of the larger vessel.

What does that mean?

It's making it insane.

If it destroyed that island

and the research station,

that yacht doesn't stand

a chance, does it?

I'm afraid not.

[SIGH]

We have to do

something, you guys.

We have to stop it.

Stop it? Stop it with what?

We don't have anything but

our wet clothes.

We have to at least try to warn

that boat, if nothing else.

We can't let it happen again.

Not after we just watched

all our friends die.

GREG:
She's right.

We have to try to warn them.

Well, you've lost your mind.

GREG:
No. They're the ones

thinking with clear heads.

We just watched all our friends get

eaten by that monster. All of them.

You guys want to save our own asses,

while we let innocent people die?

What if we can save them?

All right.

All right.

GREG:
Here we go.

[LAUGHTER/OHATTERIWHOOS]

[NO AUDIBLE DIALOGUE]

That's odd.

Whale, maybe?

The tour company didn't say

anything about whale season.

RYAN:
Hey Burns.

Burns? It's Ryan again.

We're headed right for the boat.

We're going to try to warn them but, we can use

your help as soon as you can get here. Over.

Earth Pact. On our way.

Hang tough.

That is really good news.

Just come as fast

as you can, okay?

SNORKELER:
A big shadow moved

past me under the water.

Did you guys see anything

from up there?

[SCREAMING]

[CHAOS]

FEMALE:
What was that?

CO-CAPTAIN:
It hit us pretty

hard. We're taking on water.

CAPTAIN:
Yeah, we've lost power

on the port side engine.

You round out and check the engine room,

alert the crew, I'm gonna call this in.

Yes, sir.

Mayday, mayday, mayday.

We're going down. Need

assistance immediately.

[SCREAMING]

[SCREAMING] [CHAOS]

Oh my god!

[SCREAMING]

[PANICKED] Hold on.

Hold on. Howard.

[CHAOS] [SCREAMING]

Hey, if I can have everyone's

attention, please.

We're going to pull anchor

here in just a couple minutes.

The Coast Guard is on their way.

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