Shark Attack 3: Megalodon

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Man #2:

Alpha team, Qual a vossa situaao?

Man #1:

Regulator nominal. Stand by.

We're looking at another

30 to 45 minutes.

Pressure levels holding steady

at seven-niner-zero, p.s.i.

That's what I wanted to hear.

Okay, guys.

Conditions are green.

We're go on regulator assembly.

Roger that, Topside. We'll snap her

together nice and quick.

Commence additional stage hookup.

Retention 20%.

Ease her up gently, fellas.

Make sure the manifold seal

is nice and tight.

Integrity looks solid.

Checking for stress points.

Increasing tension by 3.5.

- We're four hours behind!

- Don't worry.

We'll make up

the lost time.

Isn't Boarder done

with that cable patch yet?

He's still

working on it.

Keep in mind,

it took six hours

just to compress him

for that depth.

And another two

to get him on site.

See if we can't get him

to pick up the pace.

What's his current

position?

1,540 feet down,

and 100 yards from the edge

of the trench.

That's a five-mile

drop-off.

So remind him

not to do any sightseeing.

Deep Calm,

this is Bountress, over.

Deep Calm?

Dave Porter,

are you down there?

Copy, Bountress.

How's it going?

How do you think?

I'm freezing my nuts off.

The super wants me

to remind you

that you're not getting

paid by the hour.

Tell him he's welcome to come

down and give me a hand.

I'll let him know.

Slap on that Band-Aid

as quick as you can.

Bountress, over.

What the--?

I've got a contact.

Down that deep?

Impossible.

Shouldn't be anything

big enough to register.

Something is there,

200 yards southeast of Porter's

position and closing.

- Get him back on the horn.

- Porter, this is Bountress.

Come in.

- Repeat, this is Bountress.

- 100 yards.

- 75!

- Porter, come in!

Porter,

where the hell are you?

- Go ahead, Bountress.

- You've got an unknown

- approaching from southeast.

- Bountress, you're breaking up.

Something's coming

right at you!

- Say again.

- 30 yards!

- 20.

- Get him out of there!

Look, damn it!

He's right beside you!

( screaming )

Porter.

Porter.

Porter!

Porter.

Come in, Porter.

This is Bountress.

Can you read us?

( grunting )

Woman:

Here, Ben Baby.

- Your usual.

- Hasta maana.

- Hey, qu pasa?

- Qu pasa, man?

- Who's your latest victim?

- This one's from Frisco.

- I want to treat her extra special.

- Hey.

Here he goes!

- Here comes El Guapo!

- Whew!

- Good morning, Hector.

- Buenos das, Ben.

- Brought me coffee?

- Caf solo.

Will you get that death-trap

flying anytime soon?

Ben:
I'll leave you

guys alone.

- Try not to kill each other.

- El pendejo?

Yeah.

Rise and shine!

Hey, you're the one

who's late.

If you didn't stop for every

chica, you'd be on time.

Yeah.

- Your usual.

- And here's yours.

Ben:
Sy, is this

a great life or what?

- Sy:
Mi vida loca, amigo.

- Luis pays us to patrol the beach.

Some guy at the harbor

told me about this dive spot

- that's crawling with lobsters.

- Sounds good.

It's south of Banderas Point.

Oh no. That's way out

of our patrol zone.

You'll get us

in trouble, again.

- Don't worry about it.

- Again.

I said, don't worry about it.

We'll do it after our shift.

No one's going to find out.

- Trust me.

- Trust you?

Why do I let you talk me

into things like this?

'Cause you're

my b*tch.

- You wish.

- ( Ben laughs )

Man:
I got you!

Oh, I got you!

Man #2:
Don't try to reel

him in all at once.

Let him tire

himself out.

( Man #1 straining )

I got him!

I got him!

What's it

gonna take?

Man #2:
Depends.

Once I saw--

a marlin fight--

for five hours!

Five hours?

Oh!

Come on,

you sucker!

Oh, what happened?

The line must

have broken.

- Reel it in!

- Man #1:
I got something.

Here it is, seor.

Man #1:
30 years!

- Sy:
Man--

- No one will know.

You just gotta learn

to trust me.

I know where the best

lobsters are.

- Sy:
What if--

- Stop nagging.

- You're like an old woman.

- I have to stay here and work.

I don't want

to get fired.

I don't think

it's a good idea.

- Just relax. I'll be back.

- Oh, man!

10 minutes. And I'll bring

you up a five pounder.

Okay, you better.

You better.

- I will.

- C'mon, dive. Vmonos!

Vmonos, amigo!

Hasta luego!

Man:
What were you

doing down there?

Getting some dinner.

That's a high-powered

communications cable!

It's not something

to screw around with!

I don't think it's me

you've got to worry about.

Man:

What's that?

A shark's tooth. I pried it

from the underwater cable.

We'll take it from here.

Just be more careful

in the future, okay?

Okay.

No one's gonna know, huh?

- We're gonna hear about this.

- Ruiz is not going to know.

He won't find out.

Cuado.

Oh, jeez.

( screams )

- Sorry, Ms. Stone.

- Good evening, Todd.

- Working late again?

- As usual.

You've been running around

non-stop, all day.

- Why don't you take a break?

- I have so much to do.

I got to catalog all this stuff

and get it down to the prep area.

Bonn has been waiting

65 million years.

I think she can wait

a half-hour

while you grab a sandwich.

No thanks.

You're always too kind.

- I'll see you tomorrow.

- Bye.

Mystery shark?

Oh my God!

Man:
Right, Mr. Ruiz.

Yes, make it happen.

Morning, Mr. Ruiz.

- You wanted to see me?

- Thanks for coming.

This is Jeff Tolley,

CEO at Apex Communications.

Ben here is one

of the resort's patrol guys.

- Why don't you sit down?

- Sure. Thank you.

Mr. Tolley has a lot

of guests staying here.

Really?

We're having a celebration

on the launch

- of our new trans-Pacific cable.

- I heard about that.

The harbor-master says

you're bringing in a cruise liner.

Tolley:
Well, it's

not quite that big.

Some of Seor Tolley's

people say

that you were diving

near that cable yesterday?

Yeah, I was.

But I wasn't messing with it,

if that's what you mean.

They said that...

it seems something bit

through the protective covering

and damaged some

of the fiber optics.

That's right. I found

a shark tooth in the cable.

I'm hoping this is

a random incident.

Last month, we had to bury

50 miles of cable near Japan

just because a cargo ship

snagged it with its anchor.

I'd hate to do that

again here.

No, the shark was probably

just curious

and bit the cable

just to see what it was.

Sharks are always

biting things.

Ben:
I wouldn't

worry about it.

- Thanks for the reassurance.

- No problem.

- Ben, let me walk you out.

- Sure.

Nice to meet you.

Pleasure.

I hired you to keep the beaches

safe and protect the guests.

So from now on you will keep

to your assigned patrol area.

Am I clear?

Yes, sir.

Woman:
Uh-huh.

Come on.

Man:

Andale, come on!

Come on, mi amor.

Baby, don't go

so far out.

- Por qu?

- You don't know what's out there.

Are you afraid that something

is going to swim up

and bite your culo?

( woman screams )

It's just

a sand tiger shark.

Pretty ugly,

but harmless unless

you're a fish about that big.

I heard it scared

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