Ghost Shark Page #3

I didn't think you were

gonna make it here tonight.

Come here. Talk to me.

[Gasps]

Belly bomb!

[Both grunt]

What the hell are you doing, man?

Worried about your phone getting wet?

- Get off of me!

- Don't have the warranty?

Yo man, get off! Get off!

You need to cool down, man.

- What are you doing?

- Have some fun here.

Emily. This is gonna

help cheer you up, okay?

- Feast your eyes.

- [Squeals, chuckles]

[Yells]

[Cameron] Enjoy yourself!

[Chattering]

[Dog barking, yelps]

[Cell phone chimes]

[Brubaker] Son of a b*tch!

Man, this has gotta be the one.

[Audio cuts in, out]

[Door bell]

Will you get that?

You get it! I'm busy.

[Knocking on door, door bell]

- Hi.

- Hi.

I tried calling you... before.

Oh. I was...

- Hey, Blaise.

- Hey.

You were right about the party.

It was stupid I... I shouldn't...

I um...

It was a dumb idea to

try to have fun right now.

This is not the right time for that.

I'm sorry.

Well, I'm glad you came.

I wanna show you something.

- Daddy whipped his ass!

- How did you get this?

I stole it from the Sheriff's

computer while he was talking.

Victoria!

Ow!

Pretty ballsy.

- [Brubaker] Take my hand!

- Doesn't bother you to be watching this?

There. That's not a solid figure, is it?

You're seeing this, aren't you?

Yeah, I'm seeing it.

But I'm not the one you gotta convince.

Yeah! [Shouting]

[Whooping]

Those two ass-clowns...

we're ass-clowns?

You're a ass clown.

He's a ass clown.

[All arguing]

- Man, get that crap on out of here!

- [Party goers exclaiming]

- [Shouts]

- [Party goers exclaiming]

Don't do it over here and be

messing up my party like that, man!

- What?

- Get that crap outta my house!

Now I'm doing a gainer in your house.

[Woman gasps]

[Women screaming]

[Screaming continues]

[Mick] Oh, my God! Did

you guys just see that?

Mick! I'm coming, bro!

You gotta get me outta here!

Come on! Look! I'm right here!

Come on, buddy! Mick, I got you!

- Come on, come on!

- I can't! Can you pull me up?

- You pull yourself!

- I can't!

Yes, you can! Don't tell me you can't!

I got you, but you

gotta help! Mick! Mick!

Mick, please! Mick! [Shouting]

Mick, no! Mick!

[Cell phone ringing]

Hello?

- [Cameron] Ava, Mick's dead.

- Who is it?

We were all having fun at the party,

and all of a sudden Mick was in the pool,

and he was reaching for me I'm

trying to get him out, but he's gone.

Look, get over here quick. Bye.

- What?

- [Mutters]

What is it?

[Mayor] I don't know what happened here,

but the stories you and the

others are saying makes no sense.

You gotta start telling

me the truth right now.

What type of drugs was y'all on?

Bath salts? P.C.P.?

Did y'all take a bad trip and

start gnawing on each other?

You gotta tell me. That's the

only way I can protect you.

It was the shark, Dad.

- That one from the beach.

- Stop saying it was the shark.

- It's the truth! Why won't you believe me?

- It's not that I don't believe you.

But if you keep spouting

off with that nonsense,

not even I can stop them from

putting you in the loony bin.

Really, you worried about

me or the next election?

What?

You worried about me

or the next election?

Look, don't put this back on me.

We got a bunch of mutilated

bodies in our yard,

and the authorities want

answers now son, now!

You wait right there, don't you move.

Sheriff...

Don't you move.

You got a second?

Excuse me.

Sheriff...

Bring Cameron down, put

him in an isolated cell.

Till he starts talking,

sober up, or both.

It's for his own safety.

But do it quietly.

Last thing I need around

here is rumors going around

saying that he's responsible

for this hell of a mess.

- Okay.

- Thank you, Sheriff.

Cameron, Cameron, what happened?

It got Mick's man.

It got him and tore him to pieces.

Where did it come from?

Cameron, why don't you

take a ride with me?

- What for?

- He just wanna take a ride with you, son.

Just want to ask you some questions.

I didn't do anything.

We know you didn't. Maybe you

can help us figure out who did.

Why don't you ask the other

witnesses who were here what they saw?

I don't have time to listen

to this nonsense anymore, Ava.

It's not nonsense! It's fact!

A fact that's gonna swim up and bite

you in the ass if you don't wake up!

Shut up! We appreciate your concern.

With that being said, you better get

outta my sight before I have you locked up.

You hear me, missy? I didn't stutter.

- But you don't...

- Shut up! Stay outta my way, and stay...

- Dad...

- Shut up, son!

Stay away from Cameron,

and stay outta my way!

Let's go. Get outta my way!

Sheriff! Sheriff!

- You're gonna wanna see this.

- Oh, God.

I, uh, found this little

number over in the bushes there.

And...

Here's something you're not

gonna see on Discovery Channel.

My house! Now I'm doing

a gainer in your house.

What is... mmm.

- That can't be real.

- [Sheriff] Oh, it's real.

Are you sure?

Goodness gracious!

I don't know how that guy

got elected. He's a total ass.

- Tell me about it.

- You all right?

I'm fine. And you?

[Door alarm dinging]

Wait! Wait, wait, wait, wait!

- Go! Go!

- [Blaise] Yes, this is happening now.

- [Ava] Hurry up.

- Cameron! Cameron!

I'm gonna beat you like

you stole something!

[Woman laughs, squeals]

Don't spray me. [Laughing]

[Squeals, laughs]

Stop it!

Do you want a car wash?

[Laughter continues]

[Squeals]

[Squeals]

Hey, sexy.

Geez.

Come on.

Aw, hell.

[Grunts]

My turn.

[Screams]

Mom, help!

[Laughter continues]

Woo!

[Screaming]

[Screaming continues]

[Sobbing]

This is only the latest in a

string of mysterious killings

that have terrorized Smallport

over the last 48 hours.

Thirteen people are reported dead.

Meanwhile, there are

swarms of rumors about

an unidentified animal that may

have attacked in these cases.

Police say they are trying

to find three crucial victims

who could be vital in

solving this case...

Ava Reid, Blaise Parker, and Cameron

Stahl, who's the son of Mayor Frank Stahl.

Were witnesses to the fatal shark attack

in an area ironically

nicknamed Dead Man's Point.

Which began this bizarre

cycle of violence two days ago.

[Children laughing outside]

[Grunts]

No trespassing!

Damn it.

Hello!

Can't you read?

This area's off-limits!

You in here?

Hey!

You come out now, I won't call the cops!

Judas priest.

What is this dude

possibly gonna do for us?

We need proof that we're not nuts.

So we go see the nuttiest guy in town?

Might as well strap me

to the electric chair now.

You didn't have to come.

I'm starting to wish I didn't.

Why do y'all wanna

go to that lighthouse?

There's probably snakes

and stuff out here.

[Blaise] Ava, wait up.

- You guys really think this is cool?

- Just keep an eye out.

- What? For what?

- For snakes, man.

Look at my shoes.

- Ugh!

- Come on.

- Ava. Ava, wait, wait, wait, wait.

- For what?

He's not home. We should bounce.

This is breaking and entering.

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