Shit!
- Get out of there! - Close the door!
Seal the room!
Lindsey! Let's get outta here!
- Hold this on me! - OK!
Lindsey!
I got it!
Let's get the hell outta here!
Let's go!
Hit the door!
No!
Bud!
Finler, cut the hose! Cut the line to the motor!
I can't open it from out here!
Finler, cut the hose!
Finler!
Hey!
- Come on, Sonny! - Hey, Cat! Cat, help me out, man!
Hang on!
The hose! Cut the hose! The line to the motor! Hurry up, man!
Come on, Cat!
Hurry!
Come on, Sonny! Help me out! Come on! Push!
- Come on, Sonny! Let's go! - Come on! Let's go! We gotta go!
Get outta here! Come on! Move it!
Go!
Get the hatch, Cat!
Get the hatch!
- You all right? Everybody OK? - Yeah.
Son of a bitch!
Oh, man!
Benthic Explorer, Benthic Explorer. This is Deepcore Two. Do you read me?
Benthic Explorer, Benthic Explorer. This is Deepcore.
Do you read me? Over.
Forget it, Sonny. They're gone, man.
- Mayday, Mayday, Mayday. - Hey.
They're gone.
OK?
I just wanna get out of this.
I'd just like to see my wife one more time.
Well, all right, then. You'd better keep trying, huh?
Mayday, Mayday, Mayday. This is Deepcore Two.
Benthic Explorer, Benthic Explorer. Do you read me? This is Deepcore Two. Over.
Mayday, Mayday, Mayday.
Hey, Jammer.
- You got the shakes. - I know what I got.
I'll deal with it, all right? I'll deal with me. You deal with yourself.
Find your buddy?
- No. - Tighter.
- Brigman. - What?
I was under orders.
I had no choice.
How's it going, Cat?
- What's the scoop, ace? - Well,
I can get power to this module and sub-bay if I reroute these buses.
But I gotta get past the mains, which are a total meltdown.
But there won't be enough to run the heaters.
In a few hours, this place is gonna be as cold as a meat locker.
- What about O2? - Yeah, well, brace yourself.
If we close off the sections we're not using, we have about maybe 12 hours worth.
The storm's gonna last a lot longer than 12 hours.
Yeah, well...
I can maybe extend that. Maybe.
There are some storage tanks outboard next to the wrecked module.
I'll have to go outside, though, and tie onto them.
Hey, Lins.
- Lins. - Yeah?
I'm glad you're here.
Yeah?
I'm not.
Hey. Found Cab 3. Deader than dogshit, boss.
That girder went right through the brainpan.
Yeah, I see that.
- Where are you? - Living quarters. Level two.
Jeez!
That's Perry.
That's it, then. Finler, McWhirter, Dietz and Perry.
Jesus.
We just leave them there?
Yeah, for now. We got no choice. Our first priority is to get somethin' to breathe.
Where are you now, Lins?
I'm under the starboard tri-module.
- Still with me, Hip? - Right behind you, Lins.
- How's it look? - Well, you guys really screwed up my rig.
- There's a lot of wreckage out here. - Well, don't get fouled.
- Hit me with that nine sixteenths, OK? - Yeah.
Thank you. So...
- There you were. - Yeah, there we were.
Side by side on the same ship for two months.
I'm a tool pusher and we're testing this automated derrick of hers.
We get back on the beach and we're livin' together.
Doesn't mean you had to marry her.
Well, we were due to go back out on the same ship. Six months of tests.
If you were married, you got a state room. Otherwise it was bunks.
OK. Good reason. Will you come over here and tighten this for me? Then what?
Then it was all right there for a while, you know.
Then she got promoted to chief engineer on this thing.
- She went front office on you, man. - Yeah, well, you know Lindsey.
She's just too damn aggressive.
Son of a bitch!
She didn't leave me. She just left me behind.
Bud, let me tell you somethin'.
She ain't half as smart as she thinks she is.
Get outta here.
Come on. Let's see those muscles.
Bingo! That's one.
Two for two.
Hey, hey.
Lindsey, do you read me? Over.
Copy you, Hippy. What's the matter?
Oh, shit. The power's jackin' around with us again.
Lindsey, come back.
I just lost video. Lins, are you there...?
Hippy, do you copy?
Lins, you copy?
Oh, shit!
Oh, what the hell! Hippy, do you copy?
Damn it!
Bud, do you copy? Over.
I seem to be having a problem here.
Shit!
Damn it!
- That's a great shot, Lins. - You drop your dive light?
Come on, you guys. That's the smaller one. That's the smaller one here.
- You can see how it's zigging around. - Whatever it is.
I'm telling you what it is. You're just not hearing me.
- Now, Lindsey... - There is something down there.
- Something not us. - You could be more... specific.
- Something that zigs. - Not us.
Not human.
Get it? Something non-human but intelligent.
A non-terrestrial intelligence.
NTIs. Oh, man, that's better than UFOs. But that works too.
Underwater Flying Objects.
- Are we talking little space friends here? - Hell, yeah!
Hot rods of the gods! Right, Lins?
No, no, really. It could be NTIs.
- The CIA has known about them for ever. - Step outside.
- They abduct people all the time, man. - Hippy, would you do me a favour?
Stay off my side.
- Will you step into my office, please? - Certainly.
I... Come here.
- Jesus, Lins! - Something really important's happening.
I'm trying to keep the situation under control. I can't allow this kind of hysteria.
Who's hysterical?! Nobody's hysterical!
When you're hanging on by your fingernails, you don't go waving your arms around.
I saw something. I'm not gonna go in there and say I didn't see it when I did. I'm sorry.
- Please. - You are the most stubborn woman I know.
Yes, I am!
But I need you to believe me right now.
Now, come on. Look at me. Come on. Am I stressed out?
Do I have any symptoms of pressure - sickness, tremors, slurred speech?
- No. - No.
Bud, this is me - Lindsey. OK?
You know me better than anybody in the world.
Now watch my lips.
I saw these things.
I touched one of them. And... it wasn't some clunky steel can...
..like we would build.
It glided.
It was the most beautiful thing I've ever seen.
Oh, God, I wish you'd been there.
It was a machine.
It was a machine, but it was alive. It was like a... like a dance of light.
Please. You have to trust me.
Now, I don't think they mean us any harm. I don't know how I know that.
It's just... a feeling.
Jesus! I'm supposed to go on a feeling? How can I go on a feeling?
- You think Coffey's gonna go on a feeling? - Well, we all see what we wanna see.
Coffey looks and he sees Russians.
He sees hate and fear.
You have to look with better eyes than that.
Please.
I can't, Lins.
I'm sorry.
All I want is 24-hour surveillance on exterior cameras.
- You've got six people. I've got... - Comin' through!
Everybody just stop!
All right. I want around-the-clock manning of the sonar shack and the exterior cameras.
That Russian bogey comes back,
- I don't think we should be taking a nap. - Give me a break, Coffey.
Those things live three and a half miles down in an abyssal trench.
Trust me, they're not speaking Russian.
Have you finished the repairs
- on the acoustical transmitter yet? - Nope.
- Why not? - I was having my nails done.
Well, get it done.
Kiss my ass.
All right.
Get something straight.
You people are under my authority.
Look, partner...
we don't work for you.
We don't take orders from you.
And we don't much like you.
Hey, Cat!
Yeah.
Why don't you take the first watch on sonar? OK?
Right on.
Sonny, you get a couple of hours sleep. Then you spell Cat, all right?
Hippy, you handle exterior surveillance.
One Night... Will you do me a favour and see if you can get that transmitter fixed?
- All right? - Give me a couple of hours.
Got it.
All right.
Come on, AJ Squared Away. A little to the left.
What is...?
Oh, this is not happening.
I'm shaking, man. All right. Wait. And now...
Here's MIRV!
- Oh, come on, man! What else could it be? - Why bring it here?
It's gotta be some kind of emergency plan to keep it away from the Russians, right?
Look, they hot-wire one of the nukes.
They use some kind of detonator that they brought.
Then they stick it back in the sub. Fry the whole thing up. Bam!
Slicker than snot.
I'm tellin' you. And I'm not being paranoi...
Hi, Lins.
- Lins, will you just wait a second? - If you don't do something about it, I will!
- Lindsey, we'll do something about it! - Fellas?! Hello!
- Lins! Stop and think about this for a second. - What?
You know, you've got some huevos bringing that thing into my rig.
With all that's goin' on up in the world, you bring a nuclear weapon
- in here! - Mrs Brigman...
Does this strike anyone as particularly psychotic, or is it just me?
Mrs Brigman, you don't need to know the details of our operation.
- It's better if you don't. - You're right! I don't need to know!
What I need to know is that thing is off this rig! Do you hear me, Roger Ramjet?!
You're becoming a serious impediment to our mission.
Now, you either do an about-face and walk out of here, or I'll have you escorted out.
I will not do an about-face and get outta here!
- Who the hell do you think you're talking to? - Emergency! Maintenance Room B! Move it!
On the double!
Now!
- In here! Come on! We got trouble! Come on! - What's goin' on?
All right!
- What's up? What's happening? - You let her go, man. Do it.
Do it now!
Let her go.
The smartest thing you ever did.
- Coffey, you son of a bitch! - Lindsey! Cool it.
- What's the problem? - Nothing. We were just leaving. Weren't we?
We don't need them.
We can't trust them.
We may have to take steps.
We're gonna have to take steps.
Lins, I want you to stay away from that guy. I mean it.
The guy is gone. Did you see his hands?
What? He's got the shakes?
Look, he's operating on his own. He's cut off from his chain of command.
He's showing signs of pressure-induced psychosis.
And he's got a nuclear weapon.
So, as a personal favour to me, will you try to put your tongue in neutral for a while?
I gotta tell you. I give this whole thing a sphincter factor of about 9,5.
You can just punch into his primary guidance chip where you want him to go
- and he'll go there, right? - No. Bad idea, Lindsey.
Why, Hip? Come on.
Because even if it could take the pressure at that depth, which I don't think it can,
without the tether, you know what would happen? It would just sit like a dumb shit.
Something would have to pass in front of the camera for you to see anything.
But we could get lucky. So we should go for it.
I really ought to talk to Bud about this.
No. This is between you and me. We get proof and then we tell the others. Hippy, look.
If we can prove to Coffey that there aren't Russians down there,
maybe he'll ease off the button a little bit.
I gotta tell you, that guy scares me more than anything we're gonna find down there.
He's a goddamn AJ Squared Away jarhead robot!
Give me a couple of hours. I'll see what I can do.
Great. Thanks.
How's that?
Thanks.
Virgil, turn on your side.
All right. You're all set, big guy.
Hey, I told you to wipe that grin off your face.
Good night, little buddy.
Bud!
Get up!
Cat?
Cat!
Hey! Goddamn... Leave me alone.
Bud!
No, wait. It's OK.
Sweet Christ almighty!
I think it likes you.
It's trying to communicate.
It's Bud.
- It's wonderful! - It's me!
- No. Don't... - It's OK.
Is it alive?
Lindsey, no...
Seawater.
Oh, man.
Come on!
- Hurry! - Where the hell's it going?
Hurry! I think it's headed for B module!
Lins, you see it?
So, raise your hand if you think it was a Russian water tentacle.
Lieutenant?
No? Well...
A breakthrough.
Hey, ace,
- you done impressing yourself? - No way that thing could just be seawater.
They must have learned to control water. I mean, at a molecular level.
They can plasticise it, pulverise it, do whatever they wanna do with it.
- They can put it under intelligent control. - Maybe... their whole technology
is based on that - controlling water.
Was it the same thing that you saw the last time?
No.
You know, I don't think that that thing you saw was one of them.
- What are you talkin' about? - I mean, I don't think it was an NTI.
I think it was like their version of an ROV. Like Big Geek.
Hippy, you mean they was just checkin' us out?
- Yeah. - How come?
Curious, I suppose.
We're probably the first people they've ever seen.
It went straight for the warhead. And they think it's cute!
You need to get some sleep.
We have no...
..way of warning the surface.
And you know what that means?
It means whatever happens...
..is up to us.
Us.
So you think they're from down there originally? Or from...
..you know.
I don't know.
I think... I think they're from "you know".
Someplace with similar conditions.
- Cold, intense pressure. - Oh, man!
Happy as hogs in a waller down there, probably.
Sniff something?
Did you, rat boy?
Hey!
Freeze!
Don't move!
That's right.
- OK, Hip? - They're using Big Geek
- to take the bomb to the NTIs. - What?
We set it up to go right to them.
Oh, my God!
Take this. We're going to Phase Three.
What? We don't have orders for that!
I programmed Big Geek to go down to the bottom of the trench and shoot some video.
- Now they got the warhead tied to it. - Coffey.
Coffey... Come on, Coffey. Just think about what you're doing, OK?
Just think about what you're doing!
Get back!
This is something I've wanted to do since we first met.
Take it easy.
- All right! Into the kitchen! Let's go! Move! - Get your damn hands off of me!
I know the way.
Your boss is fixin' to pull the pin on 50 kilotons.
And we're all gonna be ringside!
He's havin' a full-on meltdown!
- What's the timer set for? - Three hours.
- Shut up! Don't talk. - Three hours.
We can't get to minimum safe distance in three hours.
We can't go to Phase Three. What about these people?
Shut up! What's the matter with you?
Everybody just stay calm. The situation is under control.
Anybody touches that door, kill them.
Shoenick! Your lieutenant's about to make a real bad career move!
The guy is crazier than a shithouse rat!
- Can't you see he's lost it? - Shut up!
- The shock wave'll kill us. - Quiet!
It'll crush this rig like a beer can.
- Shut up, man! - We gotta stop him.
Shut up!
This is not our mission. We can't detonate without orders.
He's about to declare war on an alien species
just when they're trying to make contact with us. Please!
- I don't know. I think I'm reaching him. - Yeah!
I'll be damned.
- Jammer. - Is everybody OK?
Oh, man!
- Don't move, jarface! - Look, I'm the least of your problems.
Take it easy, Hippy. How you feeling, big guy?
I'm OK, Bud. I...
I just... figured I was dead back there when I saw that angel coming for me.
Yeah, OK. Yeah. Why don't you tell us about it later?
- Come on. - He's got it tied off with something.
Come on. Ready?
- We're not gonna be able to budge it. - Now what? This is the only door to sub-bay.
- What are you doing? - I'm gonna swim to hatch six.
What?!
I'm gonna get inside
- and open the door from the other side. - Bud, this water is freezing.
Then I guess you'd better wish me luck, huh?
- Wish us luck. - You comin' along?
Looks that way.
- All right, Cat. - Come on, Bud.
- In case I don't die... - This is insane.
Come on, Bud. Let's go, partner. I ain't got all day.
Come on. Yank on it.
We have to...
We have to go to the moon pool.
- It's the only way. - I can't.
I can't make it, partner.
I'm sorry.
OK, Cat.
You head on back, all right?
- What is he doing? - He can't make it to the door.
- He's gonna try and take him out himself. - No. God, he couldn't be that dumb.
That guy's a trained killer.
No!
Coffey... Coffey, listen.
Hey!
- Bud, you all right? - Get him, Cat!
- He's dogged it, Bud! - We gotta get this off of here.
Come on. Help me. Pull the gripper!
Cat, get the door!
Shit!
Come on!
Shoot!
You all right?
The safety's on!
Give me that!
Come on! Let's go! Help me out! Gimme a hand. Let's move it.
- One Night, what about Cab 1? - Ready to launch.
Go! You're better in these than I am.
You got air? Come on.
You got air.
Shit!
Bud, get out of the way!
Shit!
Get in! Hurry up!
I'm comin', baby! Keep your pantyhose on.
- Are you OK? - Yeah.
- Do you see Big Geek? - Yeah. Right out in front.
Oh, my God! OK. Get on the arm.
- To the left. A little more. - You missed. Try it again.
Steady.
- Grab it! - Yeah, got it!
- Pretty slick, Slick. - Hold it really steady.
- Hold it still. - I am.
Shit! We lost Geek!
Where is he, Bud? Do you see him?
I'll take a look.
- He's comin' up fast. Step on it! - Shit!
- Go to the right! Swing to the right! - Shit!
Keep movin', baby!
Come here.
Son of a bitch!
Hard left, baby! Left!
Jesus Christ, lady!
If you think you can do any better, you're welcome!
Son of a bitch!
- Is he right on us? - Right on your ass.
OK.
- Where you goin'? - Hang on!