Swamp Shark Page #3

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Hell if I know.

Besides...

It's going to a noble cause.

Come on.

Yeah, yeah, yeah,

I'll go in that water...

You go.

I ain't getting in...

Hey, guys. Where you going?

Oh, uh, we'll be back.

Yeah, don't worry

about waiting up for us.

We might be a while.

Oh, so you're not going

to have sex, then.

What... what happened out there?

Grab the rope.

Can you make it

up the stairs?

Oh, my... i can't believe it.

Martin, help me

get him up the stairs.

Leave it.

All right, put him

on the chair right over there.

What a mess.

My dad's boat.

I'll see what I can do.

Thanks.

What happened?

There it is.

Come on.

Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh.

Oh, my God, Marcus, I swear,

if we get attacked by gators,

I will never forgive you.

Fair enough.

Oh, my God.

You're so paranoid.

Don't be scared.

Whoo!

Yeah, let's do it.

What is that?

So...

How's this?

Is this private enough for you?

Yeah.

I think this is perfect...

As long as we don't fall in.

Well, I guess we'll just

have to be careful.

Hold that pose.

Damn.

Here we go.

And...

Marcus.

What? Let me see.

Damn, I look hot.

No.

Look.

- It looks like at...

- What is that?

You know what?

Maybe it's nothing.

Maybe...

oh, God.

Maybe it was just your hair.

Marcus, take me back.

Take me back.

Please.

Seriously, Marcus.

Take me back now!

Take me back now. I'm serious.

All right.

You owe me.

Get me back to shore,

and you can have

whatever you want.

Would you go?

What?

Um...

That is a shark, Marcus.

That is a shark, Marcus.

Get us out of here.

God. Help!

Help!

Noah! Scott!

Noah!

Oh, my God.

Paddle faster, Marcus!

I'm going as fast as...

Marcus, paddle faster!

Help!

Amber, help me.

Help me.

Marcus!

No!

Help!

Help!

Get him something to bite on.

All right, hold him down.

All right, let me hold him.

You ready, bro?

Ready as I'm going to be.

Okay.

One, two...

Three!

Man, I haven't had to do that

in a while.

It could have been worse.

- You ready to go again?

- Yeah.

Are you psycho?

Did you not see that thing?

I mean, look at your knee, man.

Just give up.

Give up?

Friend, you obviously

never played football.

What are you doing?

I'm trying to fix this engine.

For what?

I'm going back out there.

Do you have any large

Crescent wrenches?

Yeah, on the deck.

Are you insane?

That thing has tasted people,

and apparently we taste good.

Now it's going

to keep on killing

until somebody puts it down.

You can't stop it.

If it breathes,

it can be killed.

What makes you think

you can stop it?

Hey, don't worry about it.

I can handle it.

We don't need you.

I see the way you look at her.

What did you say?

Stay away from my girlfriend,

man!

All right, that's enough.

Not now.

Now is not the time.

You're acting like an idiot.

Are you seriously

defending him?

I'm not defending anybody.

See, this is the problem.

You defend him instead of me.

Oh, give me a break.

I could have any girl I want.

You realize that, right?

You know, I think...

wow.

Tyler!

How you like me now?

- Do something.

- How you like me now?

Don't make me hurt you.

Come on!

Ahh!

You going to chill?

You going to chill?

I'm cool, man!

Troublemaker.

I have already.

That's... but that's the problem.

I've already said it once,

and now I've got to repeat

myself.

It's irritating.

Don't just say... just tell me

what you want me to do.

Okay, all right.

I really don't like...

I should probably go.

No, no, no,

it was Tyler's malfunction.

Good?

No, you're going to need

a bigger band-aid.

One second.

You were really cool in there.

Oh, I don't know about that.

Right.

She your girl?

Her?

Krystal and me.

No.

No, no, no, no way.

You don't like her?

I... i do like her. lot.

It's the friend curse.

I'm her buddy, so she's never

going to notice me.

Seize the moment.

What?

Take a shot.

What?

Something Martin and I

were discussing.

Seize the moment.

Dude.

No.

What?

Wait, hold on.

What?

Hey, how's your shoulder?

Any permanent damage?

Oh, no, it's...

you know, I think it's all right

thanks to nurse krystal.

I'm not sure

about old Tyler, though.

I'm sorry about all that.

You know what?

It's a crazy day.

Emotions are running high.

I'm sure everything

will be better tomorrow.

Yeah, well, it better be,

because I plan on

going back out there

to finish this thing.

There's not a lot of quit

in you, is there?

Do you want to help me, uh...

Keep hunting?

Absolutely.

I guess I should get going.

Yeah.

Uh, get some sleep and stuff.

I will.

And don't disappear on me,

'cause I'm going to need you.

All right.

Oh.

I got to lock up.

Get any sleep?

No.

You going to open

the restaurant today?

Until I see a court order,

it's business as usual.

You mean other than

shark hunting.

That's right.

So what do we got here?

I'm still trying

to identify that shark.

Can't find anything that looks

like the one you described.

That armor stuff has to be

some sort of exoskeleton

that's been growing for, like,

But, I mean,

sharks don't live that long.

Right.

Check this out.

There was a shark attack

three weeks ago

in the Gulf of Mexico,

about 100 Miles from here.

The attack happened

a few minutes

after this probe was retrieved

by marine biologists.

It's a probe

that had been crawling along

in deep ocean trenches...

I mean, deeper than

we've ever been before.

Wait, so you think this shark

is our shark?

I don't know.

Well, it would explain why

you can't determine its species

and why there's 100 years

of gunk on it.

You're missing the point,

'cause the water pressure

at the bottom of the ocean

can turn a car into a soda can.

Anything that can survive

at that depth is...

indestructible.

Yeah.

Tell me what else

this article says

about where it's been.

That's the whole thing.

The people working the probe

were the shark attack victims.

They radioed for help,

but by the time the police boats

and the recuse workers

got there,

there was nothing left.

Why in the hell

is it in our swamp?

You got me.

Now that Jackson

got his self killed,

I don't have a driver

I can trust.

Well, you've got to haul

this thing out of here.

No kidding.

Not like I can run it

through the department.

Figure it out.

This is your mess.

You're the middleman,

and things got screwed up

on your shift.

No more excuses.

I know. I know.

I'll figure it out.

You better.

Now, how are you going

to make this right?

Brazilian macaws.

bird.

Not just a bird.

This is on

the endangered species list,

almost impossible to find

in the states.

I can have 20 of them

on a plane tomorrow.

Now, you can grab

about 10 grand each, easy.

is a really nice haul.

Best thing come along

since them pandas.

Now all I need

is a little up-front money.

How much?

And 10 grand for the

custom agents at the port.

Get them to me in one piece,

and I'll throw another 20 grand

your way.

I like that.

Make up for this little

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