Bait Page #4

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Rory did it for me that day.

But I should have been

the one out there.

Josh.

And I hated myself.

But...

before I knew

what had happened,

everything just...

slipped away.

And I'm sorry.

I just wanted to say that.

I'm sorry.

The thing is, Josh...

you never had to say

sorry to me.

All you had to do

was say it to yourself.

I would have been there.

Doyle:
Hey, you all secure

down there?

Josh:

Yeah.

Why didn't it take it?

Well, if you ask me,

I think it's pretty obvious.

After the past

couple of hours,

it's decided it prefers

live bait.

That's not funny.

Do I look like I'm joking?

Get down!

You stay back.

Stay back!

I saved this last bullet

for you, Doyle.

- You son of a b*tch.

- Todd:
You.

What about the mask

on the body?

(gunman laughing)

Wasn't me, mate.

Now, how about

we get ourselves a shark?

It really is

a pretty good idea.

We just need better bait.

And this looks pretty tasty,

eh, Doyle?

Kirby, listen to me.

You don't want to do this.

Don't I?

No.

Todd:
What you did earlier

doesn't matter right now.

So you let her go

and we can work something out.

Shut up, cop.

Don't bullshit me.

I shot someone.

That's not going away.

Now, I'm getting out of here

and I'm catching

this f***ing shark.

And whatever happens...

happens.

- Get in there!

- (yells)

- Josh, no.

- Anyone thinks about touching her,

you go in too.

(grunts)

Tina:

Naomi, here.

Tina:

You're okay. Okay.

So you want to help?

You think it needs live bait?

Well...

(screaming)

Let's give it what it wants.

(Kirby screaming)

Oh, my God.

It's worked.

Now let's get out of here.

I don't think

anyone's coming for us.

I think if they were,

they'd be here by now.

I don't know.

Maybe they're trying

and they're just dealing

with the same sh*t we are.

- (Bully barking)

- Bully?

Bully!

Oh, float over.

No, don't. No.

- Come on, Bully.

- Baby, swim.

Grab him quick.

(laughs)

Yay. Bully.

It's a sign.

I know it is.

Yay.

Heather:

You're a good boy.

Get up.

Todd:
It's okay, sweetheart.

Come on.

(rhythmic banging)

(banging)

- What are you doing?

- I don't know. Call it a sign.

(bangs rhythmically)

What is that?

It's Ryan.

Oh, my God, it's Ryan.

I have to go get him.

Jaimie, no. Jaimes.

Go after her, please.

Josh.

I'll be back soon.

He's down there.

I know he is.

Wait here.

Is he there?

Did you see anyone?

All right, give me a hand.

We have to close this door,

so that when we open

the one downstairs,

we don't flood the car park.

- Jaimie!

- Ryan!

- There's a shark. Get out of the water.

- Quick, quick! Go, go!

Heather:

Go, quick!

(banging)

Give me your hand!

(yells)

Come on.

Josh!

Come on!

(screams)

It's Dad's car.

There's a gun.

- What?

- There's a gun in the back.

Go to the other side.

Get the shark to come to you.

Jaimie:

Hurry! Come on!

Hurry, quick!

- (both yelp)

- (barks)

Josh, quick! Josh!

Come on, quick.

Come on.

(Heather screams)

(yells)

(Heather screams)

Naomi:

No go this side.

(buzzing)

Make sure everyone's

out of the water, okay?

- Dad.

- Jaimes?

Jaimie!

Get everyone behind the ramp

and out of the water.

You know

what you're doing?

I'm gonna hook this up

and I'm gonna blow us

a way out of here.

(rumbling)

Hold on!

(women screaming)

- (women whimpering)

- (Bully barking)

Is everyone okay?

Todd:

Yeah.

- Tina!

- Josh!

Sh*t.

Get out of the water!

(clicking)

(yelling)

(buzzing)

(groaning)

Hit it.

(buzzing)

Josh.

(helicopter blades whirring)

What are we gonna do now?

Start over.

(helicopter blades whirring)

(rock music playing)

Oh, the shark has

Pretty teeth, dear

And he shows them

Pearly white

Just a jackknife

Has Mac Heath, dear

And he keeps it

Way out of sight

When the shark bites

With his teeth, dear

Scarlet billows

Begin to spread

Fancy gloves, though

Has Mac Heath, dear

So there's never

Ever a trace of red

(music continues)

On the sidewalk

One Sunday morning

Lies a body

Oozing life

Someone's sneaking

'Round the corner

Could that someone

Be Mack the Knife?

(music continues)

From a tugboat

On the river

A cement bag

Is dropping down

That cement there

is for weight, dear

You can bet then

Mack's in town

Oh, the shark has

Pretty teeth, dear

And he shows them

Pearly white

Just a jackknife

Has Mac Heath, dear

And he keeps it

Way out of sight

Just a jackknife

Has Mac Heath, dear

And he keeps it

Way out of sight.

(instrumental music playing)

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