Raiders Of The Lost Shark Page #2

The only survivor?

Fill us, I want to

hear this story too.

Ok, so here's what

I heard happened:

Apparently there's this

company out on Murphy's Island

doing some research

or something.

Word is, something

happened there.

Something terrible.

Come on, really?

Well, not like a curse

or anything, but her sister

got killed and so did a bunch

of people working there.

She was the only survivor

and she hasn't been

the same since.

That's insane, I wonder

what could have done it.

Judging by the

way she was today

it was probably some

big-ass shark or something.

Whatever.

That's what we should do!

What's that?

We should totally check

out Murphy's Island!

Didn't I just tell you?

I don't know, it kind

of sounds exciting.

Kim, not you! I thought

you'd be cool about this.

You don't really believe

all that nonsense, do you?

No no, it's ok, maybe

we'll find Bigfoot

and he can help us

row to the island.

Or we could just ride the

Loch Ness monster there!

So are you

coming, May or what?

Are you scared?

Come on, you really think

that's going to work on me?

I'm counting on it.

Well,

you are correct.

You can count me in, guys.

Awesome! Looks like it's

gonna be an adventure weekend.

Just Steven and the ladies.

No.

Anyone got a microbus?

This is going

to be so awesome!

Rachel. You're right,

the guardhouse is empty.

If those bozos ducked

out early again...

They didn't.

How do you know?

Crap, they didn't.

They did.

-Dumbass!

-For sure.

Dragon Lady is going to

want to know about this.

You have to call it in.

Don't let her hear

you call her that.

Patch me through to the

boss, please. Code Red.

Ma'am, your worst fears

have been confirmed.

Both of them?

Yes, ma'am.

Those idiots!

Yes, ma'am.

I told them to stay

away from the water!

It gets worse.

How can it

possibly get any worse?

It looks like they had dates.

Ma'am?

Ma'am, what would

you like us to do?

Collect all the evidence.

The geeks may find

something in that mess

and bring it all back here.

Understood.

Well, what did she say?

She wants you to

collect all the evidence

while I check the perimeter.

Really? How?

I don't know, grab

some garbage bags

from the guardhouse

or something.

Snap to it!

Laura!

What?

-What's that?

-Where?

There!

My god, there's

somebody alive out there!

We've got to get him

out of the water!

Get out of the

water, it's not safe!

-Where did he go?

-He was just there!

You're going to have

to go in and check.

-What?

-Go in and check.

He's gone!

There he is! Go!

We're sending someone

out to save you!

Dammit

Don't worry, buddy. Hold on.

Hey, where the hell did you go?

What the hell!?

Where's the rest of you?!

Fake! He was using a fake!

-Janet?

-Hello, Carly.

Or do we go by Professor

Reynolds these days?

Carly's fine. What are you...

I mean, why are you here?

It's about the island.

The island. What about it?

I haven't spoken to or

said anything to anyone.

I know, I know. Relax, Carly.

And as long as it stays that

way, we'll be just fine.

I'm here for business.

We're in need of your expertise.

My expertise?

Yes. You know what.

Captain? Captain, wake up!

What? What the hell?

Captain, we just got a call

that might be of

interest to you.

You show me the

respect I am due.

You call me sheriff.

But captain, first

of all, this is Canada

we don't have sheriffs

up here, and secondly...

Secondly, you call me sheriff

or you will no

longer be my deputy,

you'll go back to being

simply my brother-in-law.

Don't forget this post is a

favor to my wife, after all.

Sheriff,

sheriff, we just got a call

that might interest you.

That's more like

it. What kind of call?

Apparently, a pair of

townies have gone missing.

We just got a pair of frantic

phone calls from their parents

Townies?

A couple of women

from down at the tavern.

Apparently, they were going

to hang out with these fellas

and have a party but

they never came home.

Great. I bet they just

can't hold their liquor.

I'm sure we'll

find them sleeping

in a car at the

side of the road.

Apparently one of the ladies

is dating a guard that

works down at the island.

Well, if they

ended up there

it's the Dragon Lady's problem.

She has her own security

force, let them deal with it.

But captain, sheriff...

I'll tell you what we do:

you go make a few phone

calls, see if the girls

ended up at any of

their friend's houses.

I'm going to sit back,

put my feet up on my desk

and read the National Geographic

just for the pictures.

Do you catch my drift?

I hear you loud

and clear, sheriff.

Attaboy.

So is this where

seaweed is born?

You guys got

everything you need?

I think we're good.

So this guy, we're just

supposed to meet him here?

Who's this, and the what now?

I kinda charted a boat

to take us to the island.

How in the hell?

I just let my

fingers do the walking

and called the guy

who charters his boat.

He sounds like a crusty

old seaman on the phone

but he's got a boat

and he promised

to take us to the island.

This is crazy.

They're going to hear us

coming from miles away.

Don't sweat it.

With our luck, it'll

probably be a row boat.

That is not cool, man.

I am not rowing a boat.

I'm not

doing any rowing either.

Come on, guys. Let's move.

I said we'd meet him

down by the docks.

Alright.

So, let me

understand this correctly.

You're telling me there's a

killer shark on the loose.

Well, we're not sure

yet, but if there is

we'll need someone

with your skill set.

So we figured, rather than

start again with someone new

You want someone who's seen

or killed one of these

before, am I right?

Well, in maybe

less colorful words, yes.

But there's a lot more to this

than just finding a shark.

What else could there be?

So far you haven't exactly

sold me on this idea.

What if I were to

tell you that there

is a somewhat prehistoric

element to all of this?

I'd tell you you're

watching too many bad movies.

I'm dead serious

about this, Carly!

A week ago, we discovered an

underwater cave while drilling.

A cave?

Yes, a cave,

which we now believe

had remained untouched

for thousands of years.

Go on.

Anyway, something got out.

I don't like

where this is going.

We sent a couple of divers in

to examine the cave

after the drilling

and they never came out.

Go on.

More recently, some

of our security guards

went missing after swimming

in the lake, presumed dead.

Goddammit!

How do I put this?

I think we released

a killer shark.

Dammit, Janet, you

continue to drill

in that lake even after

what happened to my sister?

We figured it was a long shot

that something like

this would happen again.

Well, you rolled

the dice and lost.

Will you help me?

What do you want me to do?

Identify the problem

for sure, to start with.

If it isn't a shark,

we need to know.

And if it is, you need

to tell us what to do

to get rid of it.

I don't know about this.

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