If you flood the breathing loop, it's all over.
We'll have over an hour of decompression stops before we can surface.
Remember what Frank told you about decompression sickness?
The bends, right. If you get bent down there,
it's going to ruin your whole day, believe me.
Green light is good, red light is bad.
I'll monitor your PPO2.
Dad, I get it. Okay?
All right.
Stay at the same depth as me,
or your blood is going to fizz up like a dropped can of beer.
Nice.
FRANK: All right, listen up.
Visibility is going to be stirred to shit,
so stay on the guideline at all times.
I'll bring up the rear.
Victoria is the last one through that restriction.
What?
You panic in that squeeze, anyone behind you is dead.
You'll be fine.
I'll see you on the other side.
Could have picked a better choice of words.
FRANK: Where's Carl?
Where's Carl?
We've got to raise her body temperature. She's hypothermic.
Josh, get the space blanket. Yeah.
Cross your arms. Cross your arms.
FRANK: Carl!
Get here and get your kit off. You're going to be under here with her.
FRANK: Come on, get a move on!
George, get on oxygen.
No, I'm fine.
Get on oxygen.
It's okay, babe, I'm coming.
Josh, where's that blanket?
Got it. Got it. Here you go.
Okay, here it comes.
It's okay, I got her.
There you go. Baby, you're going to be okay.
Any chance you get, hey, babe?
Come here, you.
You're no use to me if you fizz up again.
All right, if we run out of light, we run out of time.
Conserve your batteries,
and get some rest.
VICTORIA: Still can't feel my feet.
CARL: I told you we'd take care of you, right?
Yeah, fun times.
Dad?
I should have worn her suit.
Hey, you did great.
You're alive.
You understand, no matter what happens,
you never, ever give up.
Hey, Frank,
we should explore this section while we're waiting.
Might be a way out.
Waiting for what?
Waiting for the rescue party.
There are no rescues down here.
Only body recoveries.
What?
FRANK: Everyone up there already thinks we're dead.
CARL: Don't worry about it.
He's fine.
You all right?
I'm all right. Yeah?
Just taking a leak.
And there she goes.
No, I'm all right.
I still think we should sit and wait.
Yeah, we've got enough food for the next couple of days.
Couple of days, this cave's going to be underwater.
Understood?
We follow the river and get to the ocean.
Okay, this way.
Are you sure?
Nope.
Come on.
Hey, George. You all right?
I'm fine.
You go on up ahead.
George!
You all right?
Hey,
did I ever tell you about the time your dad really fucked up?
No.
We were checking out this cave on the Nullarbor we had found,
and there is nothing out there as far as the eye can see.
Just this bloody great big hole at the arse end of nowhere.
So, Frank backs the truck up to the edge of it,
so we can tie off the guideline. Right?
Right.
So, we do the dive,
we're swimming back out,
when suddenly there's a vehicle blocking the entrance,
60 feet underwater.
I'm thinking,
"Shit, that license plate looks familiar."
He'd gone and left the handbrake off,
dumb son of a bitch!
And pulled his truck back into the cave with us.
We had to smash open the back window just so we could swim out.
Then,
the poor bastard had to walk 20 miles in the desert.
Twenty miles just to go get some help.
He's a hell of a fella, your old man.
Once you get to know him.
Now,
haul this thing for me a little while.
I just need to catch my breath.
Go on.
Fuck.
Yep.
How you holding up?
Hot bath and a brandy and I'll be fine.
Carl, we'll take a break once we hit the top, all right?
Sounds good.
Where's George?
He's...
He's back there somewhere, taking a break.
He said he'd catch up with us.
George!
George?
FRANK: - George? JOSH: - Dad, what's going on?
FRANK: Where did you see him last?
JOSH: I don't know, we were...
FRANK: Where? He's got the bends.
He doesn't want to slow us down.
There. His re-breather.
FRANK: George!
I know what you're doing.
George, where are you?
George!
Jesus.
Dad.
Christ.
George, where are you?
Damn it. George! You don't have to do this.
George!
George, where are you?
Turn that light off.
Come on, Josh, we'll make the cover of National Geographic yet.
Hey! Hey! What the fuck are you...
Dad!
When they pull our bodies out of this place,
there's not going to be any tourist shots.
Not of me and not of my boy! Understood?
Back off, Frank!
God!
Are you okay, baby? Jesus Christ.
You're actually enjoying this, aren't you, Frank? Hmm?
Making life or death decisions. Playing God.
There's no God down here.
This place doesn't give a rat's arse about you, or me,
or any of us.
We're bits of dust passing through.
Carl,
George is gone.
What do you mean, "Gone?"
He fizzed up.
Decompression sickness.
He's gone.
Jesus, I'm sorry, Frank.
I'm sorry. Shit.
Shit!
FRANK: Come on, keep up. Josh! Victoria!
it's a meat grinder down there.
Shit.
Maybe we missed something.
One of those tunnels back there.
No, we follow the river all the way to the ocean.
Maybe we should head back,
wait for the water to subside so we can find another way out.
Carl, you can do whatever you like.
Josh and I are going down here.
Can't we at least take a vote on it?
All right, let's vote on it.
Two against two. Now what do we do?
Come on. Enough of this bullshit!
Let's go back and check on those tunnels.
No. Wait.
No, no, no.
CARL: it's best to stick together.
VICTORIA: Okay.
You better be right, Frank.
There's a ledge below us.
I can get a cam in there,
but I'm going to need an anchor so I can traverse around the other side.
Frank. I can hardly feel my fingers.
Dad, it looks pretty tricky. You should let me do it.
No, absolutely not.
VICTORIA: Let him do it, Frank.
Your son is the best climber we have.
All right. You be careful, please.
I have control.
You clipped in?
Roger that!
All right, give me some slack!
I'm going to have to improvise this last bit!
Yes.
FRANK: Are you good?
I'm good.
Good.
Good boy.
Are you okay?
Get that light off her!
My hair!
Jesus Christ!
Hang on, honey!
Victoria! Try not to move!
What's going on?
Her hair is caught in the rack!
Jesus Christ!
Hang on in there, honey!
Hang on!
FRANK: Joshua, get back!
Get off that line. It won't take the weight!
Help me!
Hang in there, Vic! We're coming!
Victoria, listen to me!
You have to transfer your weight!
Try and get a foothold!
I can't get a hold!
For Christ's sake! She has to do something!
All right! I'm coming up!
You're not! You're staying here until we work out a plan.
Victoria, don't panic!
JOSH: I can reach her.
Hang on in there, Vic! Hang on!
Victoria! Listen to me!
I know you're in a lot of pain,
but you have to stay there! Help me!
Do nothing until we can get a rope up to you! You understand?
I'm going to cut my hair free!
No! Do not use your knife!
Everest.
Put your knife away!
Take that knife away from the rope!
I can get up to her!
Christ!
FRANK: Put your knife away!
Victoria!
I can climb up there and I can get her!
Do you understand me?
I can get up to her!
Victoria!
CARL: Christ! Jesus Christ!
Fuck!
We should get going.
Josh?
Victoria made her own choices.
All right? She chose to come down here without experience,
she chose to dive without a wetsuit,
she chose to use her knife.
That's three big mistakes
in a place you're lucky to get away with one.
Now we've only got one re-breather left.
CARL: You heartless bastard.
Have you no decency? Huh?
Who the hell do you think you are?
We can mourn her in the daylight.
We got to get on.
How did you become like this?
Look,
Josh,
I know I haven't been anything of a father to you.
Au right?
I'm not much good up there. Full stop, mate.
That's just a fact.
Cities and cars and mortgages,
I could never be what your mother needed.
Or probably what you needed.
Why?
Why caves?
Down here, I can make sense of this.
Do you know what I mean? I can...
it's like my church.
I can hold a mirror up and say, "This is who I am."
I don't want to die, Dad.
I don't want to die down here.
It's all right. it's all right.
It's all right.
It's all right, mate.
We're not going to die.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
We're going to get out of here, all right? Yep?
Yep.
Okay.
Let's keep moving.
CARL: Good Christ. Dead end again.
All right, we'll rest up here for a while.
And I'll take the last re-breather, run through, see if she goes.
Then I'll come back and get you, Josh, and later, you, Carl.
Yep?
Sure, Frank. Whatever you say.
Dad! Carl's taking the re-breather!
What's he doing?
He's not going to come back.
The son of a bitch.
Fuck.
Come on.
Dad. Dad.
Is it dead?
Yep.
Well, the tunnel could choke.
Then he'd have to come back.
If the tunnel chokes, we're dead anyway.
So what do we do now?
I don't know.
I'm tired. Need to rest.
What are you talking about? We have to go back.
We will find another way out.
What's wrong with you?
You remind me of me.
Shit.
Bat shit.
Do you think there's a way out?
Well, I'm guessing the bats didn't swim down here.
"In Xanadu did Kubla Khan
"A stately pleasure-dome decree"
What's that?
Coleridge.
Very hippy-Skippy.
Well, he was on drugs when he wrote it.
I didn't know you were into poetry.
I'm not.
Your mother was.
Teach it to me.
"In Xanadu did Kubla Khan
"A stately pleasure-dome decree
"Where Alph, the sacred river, ran
"Through caverns measureless to man
"Through caverns measureless to man"
Get up there. Climb over me.
Here, give me your hand.
Motherfucker!
Good work. Yes.
Good work.
Bullshit.
I've got no light.
Right.
Shit.
Okay.
We should rest up.
Wait.
Dad, I can see you.
JOSH: Well, we're not climbing out of here.
FRANK: Now that's something you don't see every day.
A tank?
A bloody tank?
Japanese.
They were all over this place during the war.
Amphibious.
We must be pretty near the coast.
The cave must have collapsed underneath them.
Do you think anyone survived?
Doesn't look like it.
There you go.
Told you.
We could stay here, you know? Hope that someone finds us.
Assuming they're looking for us.
Huh.
Assumption is the mother of all fuck-ups.
That sounds familiar.
And we're so close.
Now that's just teasing us.
Don't take it personally.
We're here now, that's the main thing.
So what do we do?
Do we stay here or do we push on?
You decide.
Hey, Dad, I've found the river.
Lost my grip.
Well, you should be more careful.
Carl.
Empty.
Dead.
The river has flushed everything through here like a sewer.
Yeah.
It stinks in here.
CARL: Josh?
Josh? Frank?
Is that you, guys?
Thank God.
Thank God!
Carl.
What the fuck?
What the hell were you thinking?
Well, I was going to come back for you guys.
I would have come back.
I would have, you know? I just ran out of air.
Please.
You got any food?
Yeah, of course.
Thanks.
CARL: Thank you.
Frank, Frank, please.
Please don't go over there, Frank.
Frank, please.
Please, Frank.
CARL: The river dumped her here, Josh.
Like a piece of garbage.
Josh, I'm sorry, buddy.
I messed up, you know?
I admit it, I messed up. Okay?
I panicked, you know? It was a moment of madness.
I don't know what came over me.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry, Josh.
Good girl, Judes.
Josh, let's go.
Wait. What?
Josh?
Josh.
No, no, no. You're not gonna leave me here. No way.
FRANK: You can do whatever you like.
Frank.
Well, fuck you, Frank!
She goes.
There's a tight squeeze... Yeah?
...but once you get through, it's crystal clear.
Well, we'll buddy-breathe through the sump.
One breath each.
Nice shallow breaths.
What about Carl?
I'll go get him.
Can't breathe. it's my back.
It's in my, it's in my...
No, no, Josh. No, Josh.
Josh,
you trust the cave, all right?
Trust the cave and follow the river.
It'll lead you out.
What?
No. No, we can still make it. Shh-shh.
Dad, we can buddy-breathe like you said.
It'll be fine.
It's all right.
He killed Victoria, Josh.
Luko.
He'll kill all of us!
You take one step closer and I will fucking kill you.
The only reason we're still breathing is because of him.
Josh, could you get me into the water?
Could you help me into the water?
You've got better instinct than me, so listen to it, all right?
You keep going and don't you give up,
or you'll be back on my shitlist.
No. Dad, I'm not leaving you here.
Can you...
Can you help me?
Help me.
I don't want this to take too long.
No. No, no, no.
It's all right. it's all right.
I'll stay. I'll stay with you.
I will stay with you.
You'll be fine.
Hey, no.
You stay and you die.
No, no.
Just help me.
I'm so proud of you, Josh.
Please help me.
JOSH: "In Xanadu did Kubla Khan
"A stately pleasure-dome decree
"Where Alph, the sacred river, ran
"Through caverns measureless to man
"Down to a sunless sea"
FRANK: Joshua.
Josh.
It's time to go.
JOSH: Are we home yet?
Nearly.
JOSH: George was right.
I never knew my father,
but I found him in that cave.
He was a hell of a fella,
once you got to know him.