Sharknado 3: Oh Hell No!

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[ chainsaw buzzing ]

[ buzzing fades ]

[ tires skid ]

Mr. Shepard, the President needs

you right now!

I didn't think I was gonna make

it.

We'll get you there.

I'm Agent Devoreaux, office of

the President.

FIN:
There's a storm coming. I

can feel it.

Package is en route.

[radio] The National Weather

Service

has issued a significant weather

advisory

for the mid-Atlantic region of

the east coast.

April, my car died.

I'm with the Secret Service now.

It's not looking good.

I'm almost there, Fin.

Please be safe. Do you hear me?

I know. I love you.

Can you radio ahead? Right.

Copy.

We'll pick up our escort up

ahead.

Hang on, Mr. Shepard!

[ sirens blaring ]

[ radio ] All units, alert.

Heavy traffic congestion

reported in the vicinity of the

Key Bridge.

Proceed to alternate route.

[ crowd clamoring ]

This is Agent Devoreaux

inbound with the package.

I need First Street Southeast

cleared now!

What do you think you're doing?

Semper Paratus.

You must repent!

The end is near! Repent!

Repent! No!

I was inside the belly of the

beast!

Whoa!

Oh, I gotta get in there!

You need to go! Back away!

Whoa, whoa! Whoa! No, no!

I'm just taking my license.

I'm Fin Shepard!

Fin Shepard!

Tim! Reese! Let him in.

Sorry, sir.

Mr. Shepard, I'm Gary Martin

Hayes, Chief of Staff.

I am so sorry about that.

Thank God you made it.

Colonel Shepard make it in yet?

I'm sorry. There's been no word

on the Colonel.

How soon can you get in touch

with National Weather Service?

Soon, but the President's

started.

I gotta get you in there right

now.

Here. Time to clean up.

Come on, Mom. Let's go.

Careful. Slow down.

You got a little one in there.

I've done this many times

before. Heh.

Well, you had two hands then.

Really? Are you gonna go there?

I'm just saying it's okay to ask

for a little help.

Besides, your husband should be

here.

And where is he?

Oh, he's probably trying to get

eaten by another shark.

[ radio ] The National Weather

Service

is now reporting that a massive

tropical storm

is headed directly for

Washington, D.C.

The NASA Weather Satellite

Center

is tracking the tropical

depression

and recommends residents

make arrangements to evacuate if

necessary.

[ crowd applauds ]

Ladies and gentlemen,

the President of the United

States.

Ladies and gentlemen, for his

heroic actions

in both New York and Los

Angeles,

for saving countless lives

and alerting the world to a new,

terrifying threat,

it is my great honor

to present the country's highest

civilian commendation,

the Presidential Medal of

Freedom,

to Finlay Allen Shepard.

[ applause ]

What's your opinion of these

shark storms, Madam Vice

President?

I feel for the sharks, but

they're wrecking

our schools, our hospitals, our

roads...

It's heavier than I thought it

would be.

[ laughs ] Oh, Ms. Alves from

the "Times."

One question, okay? Yeah. Hey,

so now that you've been awarded

the biggest award

in all of the country, Mr.

Shepard,

where do you go from here?

Home.

Okay. Thank you so much.

Uh, Mr. Benchley from the

"Post."

Mr. Benchley. Fin!

Oh, Martin. How you doing?

Ellen and the kids?

She's good. She's good. She says

hi,

and she wanted to be here, but

it's kind of hard for her

to get on a plane now. You know

what I'm saying?

Madam Vice President,

this is my brother-in-law

Martin.

I'm the good-looking one.

Yeah. Now you know how I feel.

I like her.

Mr. Shepard, follow me, please?

Say, "Sharknado"!

Sharknado. Cool.

You don't mind if I post this,

do you?

No. Cool.

Excuse me, ladies and gentlemen.

Fin, I got a surprise for you,

buddy...

[ applause ] the Mayor of New

York City.

It's good to see you again, Fin.

Hello, sir.

By way of a thank-you

from the people of the city of

New York,

we want to present you with

this!

You are the very first member

of the Order of the Golden

Chainsaw!

Go ahead. Try it.

[ chainsaw buzzes ]

You know, there's just so many

questions

I wanna ask you, and there's...

FIN:
Martin. Sidekick to the

rescue.

Go ahead. Get out of here.

Excuse me.

Ladies and gentlemen, I was in

New York, too.

I'm Fin's brother-in-law...

The documents you asked for.

N.W.S.? Yes.

Thank you.

Oh, Fin, hi. I'm Jackie Collins.

And, um, I know your wife wrote

a book,

and, uh, it was very good,

but you, you have a great story

to tell,

and I want to be the one to tell

it,

and here is my card, and call

me, okay?

Thanks. I'll give it some

thought.

Okay. What a lovely man.

[ radio ] The National Weather

Service now reports

the storm is only a few miles

from the D.C. area

and to stand by for evacuation

orders.

Not again.

They used to call me a shark,

but now I'm looked upon as a

beacon of hope,

a symbol of change.

It comes with a lot of

responsibility, Fin,

but you'll get used to it, the

spotlight.

The spotlight, I can handle.

That's not what I'm worried

about.

D.C. isn't safe. What?

I know how this is gonna sound,

but I can sense these storms

now,

the drop in temperature, the

humidity,

these crazy cloud formations.

These sharks, they have a scent,

and it's not a pretty one.

I lost a friend in New York last

year.

Sorry.

Every time a northeaster comes

off the Atlantic,

I worry. Is this gonna be the

big one?

Is this gonna be one we can't

contain?

I need to speak to the N.W.S.

I can make that happen.

Where's the First Lady?

She's in Oklahoma with the

family.

They're okay.

We better get you inside,

Mr. President, now.

[ wind blowing ]

The storm is getting close.

Get the President down in the

bunker.

Oh, my God.

[ crowd screaming ]

[ overlapping chatter,

screaming]

Come on, Mr. President.

Let's go!

It's my job to protect her!

Don't make me angry.

Come on, let's go!

Aah! [ screams ]

We gotta go. Don't look. Come

on. We gotta go.

I've gotta get you out of here,

Madam Vice President.

Hey, where you going?! Wait for

me!

Let's go! Out! Sir, they're

everywhere!

Mr. President, Sir, Agent Webb

is down. We're moving you to the

bunker.

Fin, come with us. This man is

not cleared!

I just cleared him! Let's go!

Maverick is on the move to

P.E.O.C.

Hey, I am the Chief of Staff!

[ screams ]

We gotta get out of here!

You can't do that!

There's no time, Madam Vice

President.

Let's go! Come on!

On three. Ready?

1, 2, 3!

Move! Let's move!

FIN:
Give me a gun! Can't do

that!

Where's this bunker? Here in the

basement!

The base--Whoa! Let's go!

Water flows down! This is a bad

idea!

Move! Move! Move!

Come on, come on! Give me a gun!

I can help!

Only the Secret Service

can have a gun

this close to the President.

What? This doesn't buy me any

trust?

Mr. Shepard, this literally is

one of the most secure areas

on the face of the Earth.

[ yells ]

PRESIDENT:
What do we do now?

We fight, but I'm gonna need

some more firepower than that!

The armory! Let's go!

[ vacuum whirring ]

Thought your policy was to save

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