Swamp Shark
- R
- Year:
- 2011
- 85 min
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Relax, man.
Get over here now.
Come on, man.
It's the gator fest
kickoff party, dde.
Calm down, Scott.
I'll kick your ass in the bayou.
Leave it alone, Scott.
Let's go.
You know what?
I'm getting sick and tired...
Jack, your daddy's
going to hear about this.
Your mama and daddies
are going to get
some nice fat citations now
from all of you.
Okay, Jen c.
Bring it on in.
You read me? Bring it on in.
I can't wait to hear
what he's got to say.
Howdy.
Looks like you had
a rough night fishing.
Rough ain't the half of it.
Damn thing killed half my crew
before I could get it
in the tank.
What the hell's in that thing?
You pay me
to find exotic animals.
Pay me.
I'm sorry about your men.
Bring it all.
Got it.
How the hell you get
that thing in there?
Blood.
Put another strap on. Quick.
Hurry it up. Come on.
Move, move, move!
Come on. Move!
Move it. Move it. Move it!
Hurry! Get it going, now.
Don't say a word about this
to anyone.
Sure.
Get that truck out of here.
Right.
What a lousy way
to start the summer.
Krystal!
People are out of water.
Come on.
I'm coming.
That ain't part
of the alligator show
they got around here, is it?
So your friends dared you
to come and get...
My number?
Who was that?
Oh, come on, babe.
Flirting's part of the job.
You know I'm all yours.
Well, in that case,
then flirt away.
Whoo!
I hope you're all having
a good time
here at the gator shed.
Family owned and operated.
Always has been,
always will be.
And everything
that we make tonight
is to send her sister
to college.
Yeah.
She's the one
over by the fireplace
that's pretending
not to know me.
There she is. Hey, krystal.
- Okay, it is 6:
00...- Right this way.
Here at the gator shed,
and that means only one thing.
Kill me now.
Who would bus the tables
for me?
Enjoy.
Thanks.
It is time...
To feed the gators!
Let's go!
Who wants to feed some gators?
Me!
Come on, now.
Who wants to feed some gators?
Me!
All right, that's better.
All righty.
Has a bite strength
of over 2,000 pounds
per square inch.
Its jaws...
Can literally
snap a man in half.
And not no little man like you.
big man like me.
Think your brother ever
No, he faced down
the scariest creature alive.
What's more dangerous
than a gator?
Well, a defensive lineman
from the New York giants.
Mm-hmm.
I'll show you.
What, being pummeled
so many times
that he can't walk
without a limp again?
Yeah, that's the one.
Yeah, he misses it.
An alligator,
he swallows his food whole.
His teeth don't chew.
He grabs on, spins around,
takes it down and drowns it,
and then swallows it.
Anyways, after graduation,
I'm out of here.
Can you run 30 Miles per hour?
Me neither,
and I'm pretty fast.
So I don't want to meet
one of these things
who starts chasing me.
Oop!
Cut Jackson off. He's wasted.
You got it, boss.
Ah, hey, mystery man.
Let me guess.
- Just coffee.
- Yeah.
You know, you come in here
every single day,
and you never order food.
I'm starting
to take it personally.
I like coffee.
This coffee?
Tastes good to me.
You know, I think
I've figured it out.
What's that?
You're a traveling
aluminum siding salesman.
- No.
- Okay.
Then I'm just going to have
to go with secret agent.
You were closer
the first time.
Name's Tommy, by the way.
So you have a name.
I'm Rachel.
I know.
I can feed them gators...
Come on, Jackson. That's it.
Okay, I'm sorry, folks.
Here you go.
Come on. Come on, Jackson.
People are trying
to have a good time...
hey.
All right. I'm sorry.
Come on, Jackson.
Get your hands off of me!
Look at you, Jackson.
I gotta go.
Come on, Jackson.
Swamp thing.
What kind of nature's that
anyway?
Aw, come on.
Can't play football...
mandling, head over
to the gator shed a. S..P.
We got called about a fight.
Copy that. We're on our way.
Come on, Jackson.
Jason! What are you doing?
Man, Jackson,
why'd you have to go
and do that?
Are you okay?
Did you see that?
Swamp thing
just knocked out Jackson.
Oh, boy.
Krystal, shut it down.
- Jackson, I'm sorry.
- You all right?
Yeah, I'm all right.
I'm all right.
It's just reaction.
I'm sorry.
Come on, buddy.
Let's go; Come on.
Come on, now. Rachel.
You mind stepping over here
a sec?
You have the right
to consult an attorney
before speaking to the police
and have an attorney present
during questioning.
If you cannot afford
an attorney,
one will be appointed to you
for questioning.
If you decide to answer
questions
without an attorney present,
you still have the right
to stop answering at any time.
Assault and battery, rach.
Doesn't look good.
Jackson was looking
for trouble.
It's not Jason's fault
that he found it.
You think any more
about what we talked about?
I have a boyfriend, sheriff.
I know, I know, you got
that bartender, Mr. flirty.
or what?
Well, that all depends,
cupcake.
You going to have dinner
with me?
What if I told you
I'd think about it?
- Really?
- Yeah.
It might be nice.
Well, then I'd say that...
Maybe what happened here
was just...
little misunderstanding.
Little bit.
Thank you, sheriff.
Thank you.
Okay.
Let him go.
Yeah. Come on.
Get these things off me.
- Come on.
- How'd you do that?
What'd you say?
Hey, hey. What up?
Sorry, guys. We're closed.
Let's just get the beers
and head to the boat.
Well, if it's closed,
you're not working, then, right?
Um, I'm... i have to help
clean up.
That's too bad.
Maybe she can hang out
with us this weekend.
- Oh, that'd be nice, actually.
- Yeah.
I can't.
My sister would kill me.
Come on, man.
We're going to rent a boat
and go out to the lake
where the cops can't find us.
Does that sound like fun?
Well, my sister would kill me
and then stomp on my grave,
so...
Well, you know what?
If you survive, give my
Yeah, what's your name?
- Krystal.
- Krystal, nice.
Wear that. Wear that, okay?
Yeah.
Totally, dde.
Mm-hmm.
We'll see
how the gator shed does
with no gators.
Come to papa.
Come and get it.
Oh, shoot.
Gotcha. Gotcha.
Gotcha.
Hmm?
Ah!
Man.
It's a real mess, rach.
Tell me about it.
What the hell happened?
Gators are gone.
Gone? How?
Something ate them.
What could possibly eat
a gator?
What?
- Um...
- Don't.
Tell me what?
Looked like a... Shark.
shark.
Come on, rach.
Did you have
a little too much Tequila
after I left last night?
I know it sounds crazy,
but that is what I saw.
You saw a shark in the swamp.
Yes.
swamp shark.
Come on.
Go to hell.
You know, just 'cause
it isn't likely
doesn't mean it's impossible.
It is impossible.
Sharks live in salt water,
buddy.
Actually, not all sharks live
in salt water.
Medulla, pygmy, ragner.
And just 'cause a shark
is predominantly salt water
doesn't mean
it can't swim in fresh.
Bull sharks can live
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