Sanctum Page #4

Mexico? F***ing Malaysia.

Mexico is where I got the clap.

Dad. Dad!

Bring the medical kit. It's Luko.

I'll get it, Frank. You go.

He's still alive!

Josh, is he okay?

George, do we have morphine?

No. Nothing.

How bad is it?

George, take Josh away.

What are you going to do?

There's nothing we can do.

What do you mean?

You have to do something.

Josh, he's broken every bone

in his body, all right?

He can't hold a reg in his mouth.

You can't just leave him here to die.

I don't intend to.

No, no, no!

You have no right to do this!

You people have no idea, do you?

You have no idea!

You spend your lives

wrapped in cotton wool.

You want to play at being adventurers?

Well, this is it.

Okay. Come on, Vic. Come on.

George.

Come on, mate. It's all right.

It's all right, my friend. Yeah.

How's it look down there?

Walk in the park.

I'm closing the valve now, all right?

When you take it off,

it stays closed, yes?

Come here, you.

Okay.

You stay on the guideline, all right?

And don't let go of it.

And remember how to clear your mask?

Yeah. Yeah, Carl's taken me

through this all again.

Good. Well, now you

get to hear it twice.

Keep the mouthpiece

in or close the valve.

If you flood the breathing loop,

it's all over.

We'll have over an hour of decompression

stops before we can surface.

Remember what Frank told you

about decompression sickness?

The bends, right.

If you get bent down there,

it's going to ruin your

whole day, believe me.

Green light is good, red light is bad.

I'll monitor your PPO2.

Dad, I get it. Okay?

All right.

Stay at the same depth as me,

or your blood is going to fizz up

like a dropped can of beer.

Nice.

All right, listen up.

Visibility is going

to be stirred to sh*t,

so stay on the guideline at all times.

I'll bring up the rear.

Victoria is the last one

through that restriction.

What?

You panic in that squeeze,

anyone behind you is dead.

You'll be fine.

I'll see you on the other side.

Could have picked

a better choice of words.

Where's Carl?

Where's Carl?

We've got to raise her body temperature.

She's hypothermic.

-Josh, get the space blanket.

-Yeah.

Cross your arms. Cross your arms.

Carl!

Get here and get your kit off.

You're going to be under here with her.

Come on, get a move on!

George, get on oxygen.

No, I'm fine.

Get on oxygen.

It's okay, babe, I'm coming.

Josh, where's that blanket?

Got it. Got it. Here you go.

Okay, here it comes.

It's okay, I got her.

There you go. Baby,

you're going to be okay.

Any chance you get, hey, babe?

Come here, you.

You're no use to me

if you fizz up again.

All right, if we run out of light,

we run out of time.

Conserve your batteries,

and get some rest.

Still can't feel my feet.

I told you we'd take care of you, right?

Yeah, fun times.

Dad?

I should have worn her suit.

Hey, you did great.

You're alive.

You understand, no matter what happens,

you never, ever give up.

Hey, Frank,

we should explore this section while

we're waiting.

Might be a way out.

Waiting for what?

Waiting for the rescue party.

There are no rescues down here.

Only body recoveries.

What?

Everyone up there

already thinks we're dead.

Don't worry about it.

He's fine.

You all right?

-I'm all right.

-Yeah?

Just taking a leak.

And there she goes.

No, I'm all right.

I still think we should sit and wait.

Yeah, we've got enough food

for the next couple of days.

Couple of days,

this cave's going to be underwater.

Understood?

We follow the river

and get to the ocean.

Okay, this way.

Are you sure?

Nope.

Come on.

Hey, George. You all right?

I'm fine.

You go on up ahead.

George!

You all right?

Hey,

did I ever tell you about the time

your dad really f***ed up?

No.

We were checking out this cave

on the Nullarbor we had found,

and there is nothing out there

as far as the eye can see.

Just this bloody great big hole

at the arse end of nowhere.

So, Frank backs the truck up

to the edge of it,

so we can tie off the guideline. Right?

Right.

So, we do the dive,

we're swimming back out,

when suddenly there's a vehicle

blocking the entrance,

I'm thinking,

"Sh*t,

that license plate looks familiar."

He'd gone and left the handbrake off,

dumb son of a b*tch!

And pulled his truck

back into the cave with us.

We had to smash open the back window

just so we could swim out.

Then,

the poor bastard had to walk 20 miles

in the desert.

Twenty miles just to go get some help.

He's a hell of a fella, your old man.

Once you get to know him.

Now,

haul this thing for me a little while.

I just need to catch my breath.

Go on.

Go on.

F***.

Yep.

Yep.

How you holding up?

Hot bath and a brandy and I'll be fine.

Carl, we'll take a break

once we hit the top, all right?

Sounds good.

Where's George?

He's...

He's back there somewhere,

taking a break.

He said he'd catch up with us.

George!

George?

-George?

-Dad, what's going on?

Where did you see him last?

I don't know, we were...

Where? He's got the bends.

He doesn't want to slow us down.

There. His re-breather.

George!

I know what you're doing.

George, where are you?

George!

Jesus.

Dad.

Christ.

George, where are you?

Damn it. George!

You don't have to do this.

George!

George, where are you?

Turn that light off.

Come on, Josh, we'll make the cover

of National Geographic yet.

Hey! Hey! What the f*** are you...

Dad!

When they pull our bodies

out of this place,

there's not going to

be any tourist shots.

Not of me and not of my boy! Understood?

Back off, Frank!

God!

Are you okay, baby? Jesus Christ.

You're actually enjoying this,

aren't you, Frank? Hmm?

Making life or death

decisions. Playing God.

There's no God down here.

This place doesn't give a rat's arse

about you, or me,

or any of us.

We're bits of dust passing through.

Carl,

George is gone.

What do you mean, "Gone?"

He fizzed up.

Decompression sickness.

He's gone.

Jesus, I'm sorry, Frank.

I'm sorry. Sh*t.

Sh*t!

Come on, keep up. Josh! Victoria!

It's a meat grinder down there.

Sh*t.

Maybe we missed something.

One of those tunnels back there.

No, we follow the river

all the way to the ocean.

Maybe we should head back,

wait for the water to subside

so we can find another way out.

Carl, you can do whatever you like.

Josh and I are going down here.

Can't we at least take a vote on it?

All right, let's vote on it.

Two against two. Now what do we do?

Come on. Enough of this bullshit!

Let's go back and

check on those tunnels.

No. Wait.

No, no, no.

It's best to stick together.

Okay.

You better be right, Frank.

There's a ledge below us.

I can get a cam in there,

but I'm going to need an anchor

so I can traverse around the other side.

Frank. I can hardly feel my fingers.

Dad, it looks pretty tricky.

You should let me do it.

No, absolutely not.

Let him do it, Frank.

Your son is the best climber we have.

All right. You be careful, please.

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