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We bring this in, Discovery | Petroleum's playing with the big boys.

Well, hats and horns.

What are you doing here, Kelli?

We've been drilling | and coming up with dusters.

We just got a bit stuck | and had to break it loose.

So we're a little befuddled.

Might have to put | that champagne on ice.

John, you're the best DD | in the business.

Once upon a time.

- Who's your tool pusher now? | - Hank Ellis.

- Hank trained me. | - He doesn't have your magic.

Oh, magic. Right.

Could you excuse us, please?

- John, I know how you feel about me. | - Do you?

All right, you want me | to say it? I'll say it.

I need you.

- Like three years ago? | - Let's not go through that.

What happened to you, huh, Kelli? | And your mighty scientific principles?

I mean, drilling in a wildlife refuge?

I make sure it's done right. | The ecosystem isn't harmed.

Pull this one, it plays Jingle Bells.

Money didn't used to mean | so much to you.

Speaking of which, | I know your situation.

I'm doing fine.

- You're gonna lose this boat. | - That's my business.

You're just hardheaded | and stubborn.

You used to like that about me.

Look, I am done drilling. | Period. Amen.

John, it wasn't your fault.

Yes, it was. I have to live | with that every day.

- Lf you fall off a horse... | - Get off my boat.

- John. | - Go on, get the hell off.

- Maybe we can... | - Shut up, Gene.

- What up, dog? | - Yo, what's up?

Yo, chill, Jerry, man. | It's me, Ice-lce, baby.

Yeah, I know. You need | permission to board a man's boat.

No disrespect, man. Rick sent me | down here to get his money, homey.

Give me a break. I just popped | a nickel for Rick. Did I beef on him?

He appreciates that, all right? | All he wants is the bank.

If I had it, I'd give it up, but I don't.

Why don't you go tell everybody | about your old Jerry...

This knife has gutted fish bigger | than you. Lose the biscuit.

Read my lips, Ice.

I don't got the...

We know that, you little | squirrelly-ass b*tch.

But you on your way | to get it, right? Right?

Right.

Good.

We in four deep with your punk ass.

Gas-face me again, | I'm gonna ride you all the way down.

- You know what I'm saying? | - I hear you, Ice.

- What's this? | - Half your wages.

Half? That don't feed | the coon dog, man.

Emery...

...you know my situation?

I know you got | more pride than sense.

Hey, don't bust my chops. | I've had enough of that for one day.

- Why give your wife the high-hat? | - Ex. That's none of your business.

Yeah? This is my business | right here, Captain John.

So you quit your crying and tell | me a tale before I pass a slap.

We met on an oil rig in Texas.

I was the hotshot extracting | big traps nobody else could.

She was gonna make the petroleum | business environmentally friendly.

One, two, six, we fall in love...

...get married.

There was a...

There was a blowout.

Two roughnecks got killed.

The company said it wasn't my fault...

...but it was.

People died on my watch.

So I took the jacket. | I walked away.

Came back home to be | a fisherman like my daddy.

Kelli didn't.

Why?

She said I was punishing myself | needlessly.

She didn't want to be a part of that.

You know...

...our lives don't belong to us, man.

We belong to God.

And sometimes God allows | accidents to happen.

There are no accidents.

Okay, then a gift from God.

You know, like a second chance.

Don't be stupid, John.

Take it.

Everyone worries | about the great white...

... but in fact, the bull shark...

... is responsible for more attacks | on people than any other species.

It's big, up to 1 2 feet...

... territorial, extremely aggressive.

- Who is it? | - It's me.

It prefers to feed in shallow water, | which, not incidentally...

... is where most human aquatic | recreational activity...

- When do you want to leave? | - As soon as possible.

Tomorrow at dawn.

Freshwater shark attacks | are extremely rare.

Be careful what you wish for.

This specimen's probably | out to sea by now.

I expect the Atchafalaya River | is as safe as a swimming pool.

- Who's that one? | - St. Honorius...

...patron saint of oil refiners. | - Oil refiners?

Damn, Emery, you got one | for every occasion.

What's all this stuff | y'all got anyway?

To help me prepare an Environmental | lmpact Statement for the EPA.

Not to mention hold off | save the river lawsuits.

What kind of clown wears yachting | duds to go up the Atchafalaya?

The kind whose father | is on the board of directors.

- So he's your boss? | - No, but he will be.

Well, I'll call you when I get there.

Yeah, boy, I can see why you | left her to come back here.

She's dumb, no sense | of humour, and she's ugly too.

- Just cast off, Mr. Broussard. | - Yes, sir, captain, sir.

- We're shoving off. | - So how'd they find out?

This was all supposed to be on | the q.t. We'll get there soon.

I don't know who's responsible. | I'll get to the bottom of it. I'll call you.

Would you...? Hey, hey, hey.

- What's your problem, man? | - I told you we were leaving.

- I lost my cell phone. | - I'm sure Daddy will buy a new one.

When the captain says something, | he means it, yeah?

Yeah.

Houston thinks Global's on to the site.

- Already? | - They might be sending a team in.

They can't work our lease.

If the field's as big as it looks, | they can cut in from the edges.

Yeah, but we've still | got a jump on them.

Look, how I got my slot | is no secret...

...but I have a genuine vision | for this company.

What? Drilling in every wilderness | area you can swing?

In case you haven't noticed, | Dr. Raymond...

...this country runs on petroleum.

As long as we depend on imports, | we're vulnerable...

...to embargo and the whims | of foreign governments.

This isn't just a job to me...

...it's a mission.

Well, hats and horns.

What are you shooting at, boy?

What'd you do, Dale, | declare No Limit Day?

That girl who died yesterday | was Tricia Leighton. Her daddy's...

- Leighton Chemical? | - Right.

He's put a bounty | on the shark, $50,000.

I'm thinking about getting | my own fishing pole.

Well, I hope you bag him.

No, no, no. Where do you | think you're going?

- Upriver. | - No can do, John.

- Whole basin's closed north of here. | - Because of one shark attack?

Two in 24 hours.

That boy you found, Andre Gautreaux, | he finally talked.

His grandpappy got taken up near | Belle Point yesterday morning.

Poor kid.

But, Dale, Lake Verret, Belle Point.

- The shark's heading this way. | - That's why everybody's here.

The shark's gotta pass this bend | to make the Gulf.

Dale...

...I need this gig.

Go on, captain.

- Thanks, pal. | - Just do me a favour, John.

Don't get eaten by that shark. | It'd reflect mighty poorly on me.

Roger that.

Emery, let's go.

- Y'all see anything? | - Nothing.

Let's see if that thing works.

- Why are we stopping? | - Gotta fix that fuel leak.

And Emery hadn't seen | his family in a month.

I didn't agree to this.

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