The Rig Page #3

Now, see, I want to take

your money.

I want more for you than to end up

the wife of an oilman.

This is a hard life.

We're away for weeks

at a time.

It's hell on a woman.

Look what it did to my marriage.

Okay, no, first of all,

I'm not Mom.

And second, there's a long way to go

for me to get married.

Good.

Dad.

Honey, I'm just trying

to give you some advice

and a few things

that I learned in this life.

I mean, that's what fathers

are supposed to do.

You've got a bright future

ahead of you

and I want you to make

the most of it.

I know you do.

And one other thing...

when you see Dobbs...

this rig is like my house.

What goes on here

goes on under my roof.

And you two need

to respect that.

Of course I do.

Get over here,

you doe-eyed smartass.

Go on, take a walk.

I'm busy.

All right.

I love you, Dad.

I love you too, baby.

I assume you took care of everything

and he loves me now.

Not quite.

I'm his daughter. This is his rig.

What do you expect?

See, that's a good girlfriend...

getting us some brownies.

Aw, honey.

They're not for you.

Oh, how did you get

so many kings?

I fold.

- Having fun?

- Mm-hmm.

I hate this game.

Dad.

Help me!

Kyle, please help! Help!

Help! It's my dad.

- Where is he?

- In his office.

- The window.

- Please. Please.

Let's get her out of here.

Do you think this has

something to do with Earl?

I think it definitely has something

to do with Earl.

I'll call the crew up.

Sweetheart, I'm your father.

I've got every right

to be upset.

I think I'm capable of making

my own choices.

No, first of all,

I'm not Mom.

- Where is he? Where is he?

- Come on.

No one's answering

from the control room.

Try the gym.

No one's answering.

I'll try the galley.

Then where is everybody?

I don't know.

Well, we have to go

check the rig.

We're going to search the rig,

make sure everybody else is okay.

Take whatever you can

as a weapon.

You don't know

who we'll be meeting out there.

Let's go.

Hey.

- You got a problem?

- What's with the lamp?

What have you guys

been doing?

Exercising.

What's wrong with you guys?

How long have you guys

been here?

I don't know.

An hour and a half,

two hours.

We think Jim is dead.

You think?

It looks like

someone killed him.

What do you mean,

someone killed him?

There's blood all over his office and

the blood traiI leads out the window.

If you guys are pulling

some kind of joke, this isn't funny.

No, it's not a joke.

What did the mainland say?

The radio is out.

We're gonna go

to the control room next.

Well, we're not doing

any good here.

Jesus.

It's just like Jim's office.

Help me over here.

Something's blocking the door.

- Andrew.

- Freddy?

What the hell

are you doing?

Oh man, I'm sorry, dude.

I didn't know that was you.

A life vest? Really?

It was all I had.

What?

Did you guys

kill that thing?

What thing?

What the hell are you talking about?

The thing, man.

I saw it kill Wallace.

I've never seen

anything like it before, man.

It had claws.

It kind of looked like

the Mexican chupa thing.

You know, the Mexican thing.

I'm Puerto Rican, a**hole.

Okay, whatever it was,

it was fierce.

It tore Wallace apart.

Why didn't it get you?

Because I ran.

I dived into here.

I just barely got away.

Where did it go?

I don't know.

We have a security camera.

Maybe we can see it

on one of those.

Wait.

There, the lower

right-hand corner.

I don't see sh*t.

Try another camera.

Maybe we'll get a better image.

This is camera C,

portside aft corner,

at roughly the same time.

That's it.

That's what I saw.

What the hell is that thing?

I told you guys.

When is the rest of the crew

coming back?

When the storm ends.

Well, the weather service said

that the storm should

pass through by morning.

Maybe that thing

will just go away.

Obviously we didn't

bring it out here with us.

- Well, then what the hell is it?

- Does it matter?

He's right.

How are we gonna kill

that thing?

There's a speargun

next to the scuba gear.

It'll have to do.

No, my dad has a gun.

It was a gift from my uncle

when he got the rig.

He keeps it in his state room.

So let's go get it.

Stick together, no stragglers.

I'll take the lead.

Faulkner, you and Freddy

watch the rear.

Hey hey, f*** you, no.

Women are not gonna be in the middle.

No offense, Andrew.

Whatever, man.

I don't mind being in the middle.

I'll take the lead.

You cocksuckers

try and keep up.

It's locked.

This way.

We need to keep moving.

Where's the gun?

It's in the box on the desk.

Nice. What is that?

A trigger lock.

Great.

It doesn't do us much good

like that.

Check the desk.

There's nothing here.

Wait, it's probably

on his keychain.

He always keeps it

on a hook in his office.

Why don't you all

go up ahead?

I'm going to go get

that speargun.

We need to stick together.

No, I need to be

on my own.

Look, I don't know

what this thing is,

but it's not here for food.

It likes to kill us.

And it's doing it

one by one.

Character, Dobbs.

I hunt alone.

Stick together.

Like he says,

you're safer as a group.

We can't worry about him.

We need that key.

Hey, instead of running around,

how about we just go to the control room

and barricade ourselves in?

We will, but we need

this gun for protection.

Let's go.

If we cut through here,

we'll get there faster.

Let's do it.

Gotcha.

- Wait here.

- No no, I'm going in.

Do you know

where he keeps them?

The thing about my dad...

a creature of habit.

I love you, Dad.

I love you too, baby.

Got it.

We gotta go.

Are we good?

Yeah, we're good.

We've still got to check in on VirgiI.

Hey man, why don't we just

go lock ourselves

in the control room

like you said?

You go wait in the control room.

We'll meet you there.

Wait up.

Rodriguez, Andrew, watch the front

while we search the place.

Watch the front?

Don't be such a sissy.

Wait, at least

give me the gun.

Listening to Dobbs

is gonna get us killed,

I'm telling you.

Who elected him the leader?

You're, like, the wussiest person

I've ever met.

- Chicken.

- I'm not a chicken, okay?

- Yes, you are.

- No, I'm not.

What was that?

I don't know.

What are you doing?

Don't go down there.

Shh.

Stupid.

You hear a noise, you're gonna

go down there and check on it?

Fine. You're right.

Of course I'm right. If anything,

you should be going away from the noise.

Run!

Run, Andrew! Run!

Help! Guys guys guys!

It's out here!

No.

- Why didn't you help her?

- I tried.

- You liar!

- I did. She told me to run.

That's her blood.

That's enough!

Come on, that's enough.

You little sh*t.

Whoa whoa,

where are you going?

I'm gonna find this thing

and I'm gonna kill it.

Freddy, please.

What the hell, man?

Easy.

Over here.

- Careful.

- It hurts, man. It hurts.

Easy.

- I got it. I got it.

Here.

Hey.

I'm sorry.

Well, what do we do now?

We sit here and wait.

This thing's not gonna

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