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- Just calm down.

- Can you help him?

Calm down.

What the hell's happening?

What just happened?

We gotta get him

out of the water.

Help me lift him

onto this shelf.

I need you to go and find

anything you can to wrap this leg--

towels, electrical tape--

I don't care.

Okay.

Jaimie:

Dad? Dad!

My God. Jaimie!

Dad?

- Jaimie.

- Dad!

Here, give me your hand.

Jaimie.

Da--

Dad.

How did you get out?

I was in the car.

I was in the car park, and...

Ryan-- Ryan--

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God,

Ryan's still in the car park.

- Forget it, kid.

- Ryan's still in the car park.

Forget it.

If it's flooded up here,

they've had it down there.

(gasps)

(grunting)

Tina?

Tina!

Okay, I need your help.

I need you to help

your dad, okay?

Put your hands here

and keep pressure on his leg.

Can you do that for me?

You'll be fine.

Tina.

Tina. Hey.

You're okay.

Look at me.

You're okay.

What-- what happened?

Where are all the people?

Hey, come on.

Here, give me your hand.

- Help me. Help me.

- Okay, okay.

- Help me.

- Calm down. Calm down.

(water splattering)

Kyle:
Help!

We're trapped!

- Someone get us out of here!

- Heather:
Is anyone there?

- Anyone? Anyone?

- Help!

Somebody help us, please.

- (dull thump)

- (gasps)

Did you hear that?

- Did you hear that?

- Shh. Stop talking.

(gasps)

Where did it go?

Do you hear it?

Not when you don't

shut up.

Well, excuse me

for helping, Kyle, really.

(thumps)

It's behind you.

It's behind you.

Yeah, you find that noise.

You find it.

Good boy, Bully.

Good boy.

(Bully yapping)

(yelps)

(gasps)

Sh*t.

F***. F***.

(panting)

F***.

Can anybody hear me?

Hello?

(faint rumbling)

Is anybody there?

Oh, f***.

Oh.

F***, f***, f***.

(gasps)

(gasps)

(cloth ripping)

Josh:

Are you ready?

(screams)

We've got to get out of here.

We can't stay here.

We've got to get help.

What--?

Oh, sh*t.

Don't let him

out of your sight.

The water's still rising.

No, no, it can't be.

The whole bloody town

must be flooded up there.

No, it's not.

Look, they're gonna come for us.

They know we're down here.

They're gonna come for us.

Doyle:
That's assuming there's

someone still up there to come.

- You, this is all your fault.

- Not mine, boy, not today.

Today Mother Nature saw us all

as sinners down here.

Why don't you just shut up?

He can't swim anywhere

with this leg.

Josh:

I'll stay here.

You guys find a way out

and bring a rescue team back.

Tina:

What? No, Josh, wait.

Bob:

Well, how do we get out?

With the car park flooded,

that leaves only

the loading bay storeroom

and the front entrance.

Josh, you cannot stay here, okay?

You know as well as I do

this is gonna bring aftershocks with it.

It's gonna bring more--

More waves, I know.

So you'll have to be quick.

Okay, well, Steven and I

will check the front.

I'll take the loading bay.

I don't think so.

- Bob?

- Yep.

You go.

Okay.

Kyle:
Oh, you've got to be

kidding me.

How could you not have

charged your phone?

I can't do everything, Kyle.

God, why didn't you charge it?

Uh, because it's not

my phone.

Oh, well, then where is your phone?

Hello.

Oh, well, that's much better.

- (Bully growls)

- What is it, Bully?

Why are you growling

like that?

Because he's

a f***ing retard.

That is not funny, Kyle.

You're not a retard, Bully.

(low whistle)

(barking)

What the hell was that?

I have no idea.

(coughs)

(buzzing)

(cable buzzing)

What's that?

Where did it go?

Get everyone

out of the water.

Jaimie:

What?

Get everyone

out of the water now!

What's happening?

Tina!

Out of the water now!

- Bob:
Can't get out that way.

- Josh:
Hurry!

It's blocked.

Out of the water!

Quick, swim.

What's going on?

Josh:
Tina, Steven,

get out of the water!

(gulps)

Collins?

Tina, hurry!

Where is he?

Where did he go?

(screams)

- Oh!

- Sh*t.

Jaimie, get back.

Help me!

Please help me!

Help me!

(yelps, gasps)

Sh*t.

Where did it go?

Did you see it?

What the hell could do that?

What is in here?

(buzzing)

There.

(gasps)

(all scream)

Doyle:

Give me your hand.

Ow, my hand.

Jesus Christ.

- That had to be five feet.

- What had to be five feet?

- Six.

- Six? What do you mean, six?

Tina:
Six feet from the tip

of the dorsal to the tip of the tail.

Jessup:
So what the hell

does that mean?

It means there's a 12-foot

great white shark in here.

(panting)

F***!

- I can't see anything.

- Just keep calm, babe.

We have to get out of this car.

I can't stay here much longer.

Give me your shoes.

Excuse me?

Well, I need something with a point

to break the windscreen.

Give me your shoes.

Are you crazy?

These are $300 Gucci.

They're gonna get wet anyway.

Just give me your shoes.

- No.

- Heather, give--

- I'm not giving you my Gucci.

- (barking)

They're not Gucci.

Um, clue-- you gave them to me

for Christmas last year,

and you said that they were

$300 Guccis.

Um, clue-- I know I did,

and they're not.

(gasps)

You bought me fake Gucci.

You wouldn't have known

if I didn't just tell you.

I can't believe you.

Fake Gucci?

Just give me your shoes.

What are you doing?

- Thank you.

- Mm-hmm.

Ryan:

Hey! Hey, over here.

Kyle:

Freak boy? Is that you?

Jesus Christ, I never thought

I'd actually be happy to see you.

Kyle:
Yeah, no sh*t. Did you find

anyone? Is there anyone else?

Ryan:
There's bodies everywhere.

There's no one alive.

Kyle:
Well, did you check

the ramp?

Ryan:
It's all jammed up.

I can't get through.

You got a phone

or something in there?

Kyle:

Uh, no.

Holy sh*t, Kyle. Kyle!

What? What?

Ryan:

Oh, Jesus Christ.

Oh, sh*t.

(Bully barking, growling)

(gasps)

It's okay.

- I think it's gone.

- (barking)

Oh, sh*t.

(screams)

Oh, man,

this is not happening.

This is so not happening.

You-- you're a cop, right?

You gotta do something.

For Christ sakes, do something.

Do you have any ideas?

Oh, you think

this is funny, do you?

- More ironic, really.

- Oh, really? Well, please share.

I'm sure we could all do

with a good ironic laugh right now.

Doyle:

Think about it.

You bust your ass in here

eight hours a day, seven days a week.

Right?

You'll probably hump away like that

for the next 40 years.

So whatever way you cut it,

this place was gonna kill you.

Now it's just sooner

rather than later.

You son of a b*tch.

I want you to know,

the woman you killed--

her name was Julie

and she was a friend.

- I didn't kill anyone.

- It makes no difference.

She died during your robbery,

so it's your fault, you bastard.

If we get out of here alive, I swear

I'm gonna make you f***ing pay.

Enough!

It's coming back.

Why does it keep doing that--

just circling?

Tina:
Because it's not sure

what we are.

It's curious.

Jessup:

Curious about what?

A shark's only curious

about one thing.

It's trying to decide

if we're food or not.

(rumbling, banging)

- What was that?

- Todd:
Hang on, everybody.

Just hang on.

(woman yelps)

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