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which means we are here,

on the other ridge.

Baba said can be more accurate,

but take time.

Maybe days.

Days.

Look, I don't wanna interfere,

but I need a hospital.

- I mean, my legs...

- Daniels, shut up.

We do it now.

If we're on the other ridge,

we're all dead anyway.

What about the other diver?

Can't do it with two.

I need another diver.

Do any of yours dive?

Come on. I am ears.

I'll do it.

I did scuba with the youth club.

Do that up.

Stick with Fraser.

Out there, he knows what he's doing.

We've only got enough oxygen

to do this once.

Make it count.

God, it's dark out here.

Just relax.

You're gonna follow me.

F***.

Here I am, mate. Just jump.

Come down quite slowly. It's all right.

Oh, Jesus.

Just stay calm, okay? Take breaths.

Now, you're safe with me.

I've never lost a man out here.

All right? Good. Let's go.

Right, that's the light on.

Not that it'll make much difference.

Stop f***ing wheezing

in my ears, Peters.

F*** off, Skippy. It's me emphysema.

It's like a f***ing death rattle.

All right, skip, we're all ready.

We're moving out.

Okay. Look after yourselves.

Good luck, lads.

What's the seabed like?

It's like butter made of dog sh*t.

Sh*t!

Fraser! Fraser!

Tobin. Are you okay? What happened?

Tobin.

Fraser!

Sh*t! Fraser, help me!

Please, I'm on the f***ing edge!

Pull me up.

You're all right.

I've got you. I've got you.

That was Blackie.

Blackie just went past me.

What happened? Come in.

We found the edge.

Is anyone hurt? Can we carry on?

Well, yeah,

Tobin might have to wash

his underwear, but we're okay.

Let's keep going.

Peters, how are you doing?

Yeah, it's almost done.

Oh, no.

No, no, no, no.

What is it?

The ground.

The ground's rising. It's rising.

We're on the hill.

Are you sure?

Are you sure?

Yeah, yeah, it's rising straight up.

There's no mistake.

It's not here.

We're on the wrong ridge.

It's here.

- It's here.

- What?

Say again. What?

I've found it. It's here.

- What?

- It's f***ing here!

I've found it, Robinson.

- It was under mud.

- It's here.

Under the mud.

Well done, lad.

In the f***ing mud.

Ears!

Jesus Christ, there's air in here.

Can we take our helmets off?

Don't do that.

The air's turned to chlorine gas.

It'll burn your lungs out in a second.

Okay, it's good. Come down.

Jesus Christ.

Well, we knew there'd be

bodies, didn't we?

Why are they chained?

Is this a prison?

No, not a prison, son. It's a pantry.

- What?

- Cannibalism.

Oh, Jesus.

Hey, let's get what

we came here for. Come on.

Is it gonna work?

Peters, you f***. Will it work?

The bolt holes need drilling,

but basically it's the same.

Tobin, help him get it out, all right?

- Right.

- I'll be back in a minute.

Oh, my f***ing f***.

Oh, my f***ing...

Are you there?

Fraser.

We got it. We got the drive shaft.

Tobin and Peters are loading it up now.

Now, listen to me.

You be very, very careful.

That's our way out of here?

- Got you.

- They've got the drive shaft.

Okay, we're ready here, skip.

Bring her in slow and steady.

Will do.

It's not moving.

Come on.

It won't budge.

Levchenko say trolley

pulling at nearly four ton.

Fraser, what's going on?

It's fine. It's just the mud.

It needs a bit of help.

It's moving.

It's moving now.

What's going on? Why is it so heavy?

They've got the gold.

It's too heavy.

It's what we came here for.

I'm serious.

We have to at least try

and bring it in.

Robinson. Robinson.

We lose that drive shaft, we're f***ed.

Tell them to lose the gold.

Keep coming.

Nice and easy.

That's it. That's it.

It's going fine now.

Okay, all right.

Just keep it moving. Keep it moving.

That's it. There you go.

Fraser.

Keep pushing it.

Fraser, it's the ridge.

We're heading right for that drop.

- Fraser, we need to stop.

- No, no, no.

Robinson, get rid of the gold.

Can you keep it coming, Fraser?

Yes, we can.

We need to keep moving

or we'll never get it started again.

We'd lose everything.

Pull it round to the left.

- Pull it. Come on, pull it.

- Fraser, can we keep coming?

Your call. Can we keep coming?

Robinson, this is our f***ing lives.

We can do it. We can do it.

Look, it's getting around.

Stay with me.

Drag it this way.

Come on, harder, harder. Come on.

We're almost there.

Just get it over this bit, we'll be fine.

We'll be fine.

- We're not gonna make it, Fraser.

- Just pull it, Peters.

Pull it.

You lazy bastard.

It's going. It's going.

The gold. The gold, it's going.

It's all gonna go over. Hang on.

Right.

Lose the f***ing gold.

F***.

Get this under here. Roll it on there.

Keep it steady. Steady.

Peters, be careful.

We just need to get

over this one last bit.

Go on. Go on.

That's it. We've done it.

Grab this arm.

Fraser.

Sh*t. Peters! Peters!

Peters! Peters!

Oh, sh*t.

Fraser, what was that?

No. No, no, no.

Peters.

So it's just sitting out there.

What does it look like?

Like a shitload of gold.

I thought he could handle it.

Peters, I thought he could

handle it. That's why...

I wouldn't have asked him otherwise.

- Shall we bring it in?

- What for?

It's millions of dollars in gold.

So what?

What are you gonna do, take it up

and explain it to the Russian navy?

You want to just leave it in the mud?

Yes, that's exactly what I want.

What else are we gonna do with it?

Can you ask them how many men

it'll take to sail this boat?

Sail this boat?

Hey, we're not sailing it.

What do you mean, sail it?

We're not f***ing sailing this boat anywhere.

- We're going up.

- Shut up.

Morozov. Hey, hey, don't translate that.

No, no, we are not sailing this boat.

We are going up.

Nine.

In its current condition.

We can do it with nine.

Okay, great, nine. So f***ing what?

There's eight of you.

No, no.

Look, I am not...

I need to talk to you alone.

Now.

Right, okay.

I'm gonna tell you something.

Look, I'm just a guy

who works for someone, okay?

This wasn't my idea.

Say what you have to say.

You're not getting anything.

You never were getting anything,

none of you.

What are you talking about?

Look, who do you think funded you?

Lewis, the man in

the big f***ing house.

Agora, your old company.

We met Lewis together.

There is no Lewis.

Lewis is just some actor who thought the

whole thing was a team-building exercise.

Look, there is no Lewis, okay?

Agora set you up.

Why do you think they fired you?

The moment you surface,

they'll perform an arrest

under maritime law.

They've already done a deal

with the Georgians.

They just needed muscle.

No, no, no, you bastard.

Kurston told me where it was.

How would they know

Kurston would tell me?

He told you in a pub called

the Lauriston on June 18th.

We paid him $30,000.

I'm sorry, Robinson.

I brought Tobin down here.

He's a boy.

Okay.

Men are dead.

Hey, listen, that was

never part of the plan.

Plan?

Look, God damn it, I said I was sorry.

Take it. Tie the door off.

It might keep you alive

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