Far below the South China Sea lies an underwater mountain range...
with canyons deep enough to hide the Himalayas...
deeperthan any man or machine has ever explored.
Throughout the centuries...
countless vessels have vanished into these waters without a trace.
Their disappearance has remained a mystery.
DEEP RlSlNG
How you doing, Leila?
Fuck you! How you doing, my ass! l'm soaked!
Come on. l pay you two bucks a day.
Get off your lazy ass and come help me!
Cut me some slack.
l'm working hard, too.
Now what?
Son of a bitch! Pantucci!
Shit.
l'm flying blind, Brainiac. Didn't you fix the radar?
lt's temperamental. Be gentle.
Gentle, my ass.
The whole system crapped out.
Killed by your negative vibes.
No doubt.
Are you hitting that thing again?
No.
Where is it written that l have to go out there and work?
Why don't you get your ass out there?
l love you, too, Leila.
Everything okay?
Just peachy.
We're on schedule?
You didn't hire me for my social graces.
No, we hired you for your reputation. You better live up to it.
Where are we?
Right there. Middle of nowhere.
And our destination?
Right...
there.
Middle of nowhere squared.
Finny. Yeah, l heard of you.
But l thought you'd be older.
l'm like a fine wine. l'm aging gracefully.
Like a fine wine, my ass. You look more like
a keg of beerto me.
Any questions, Mr. Finnegan?
No. l get paid to shut up and do my job.
So l shut up and do my job.
You're not curious where we're going?
Like the sign says, ''lf the cash is there, we don't care.''
Very good.
Where the hell are we going?
Ladies and gentlemen.
Mesdames et messieurs.
May l have your attention for just one moment, please?
On behalf of myself, Captain Atherton and his crew...
..welcome to the maiden voyage of the Argonautica!
Each one of the hundreds of men and women in service on this vessel...
has but one objective, to make your dreams come true.
As for myself,
all my life l have had but one dream.
To create the greatest,
most luxurious,
most expensive pleasure ship ever built. And tonight,
seeing all of you here so beautiful, so elegant.
..so rich...
l realize my dream has come true.
And l thank you...
from the bottom of my heart for making it so.
To the Argonautica, good times forever!
Forever!
We're having a wonderful time.
The ship is so smooth we can't believe it.
She's state-of-the-art. Not another ship like her.
Hitting a 40-foot swell won't even ripple your martini.
lt's been very nice meeting you. Enjoy the cruise.
Excuse me.
Nice picture.
l hate this bloody water stuff.
-l'm hungry. -You're always hungry.
So? l'm a growing boy.
-You're still growing? -Be happy l don't eat you.
What are you ''realizing'', Mamooli?
That my goal in life is to make love to a woman from every country on Earth.
Like countries recognized by the U.N. or made-up ones?
What does that mean?
Like T. Ray's country.
Shut up. Australia's a country.
lt's an island.
Actually, it's a continent.
lsland, country, continent if it has women, l'm interested.
You come to my country, l shoot you.
Does he ever stop talking about women?
No. Only shooting him shuts him up.
That's right.
-Everthought about it? -Every day.
Come on, boys. Sit down.
Go back to Australia.
What's this? A book without pictures? Well done, mate.
You know what l want to eat?
A couple of nice, greasy pig's feet...
some pickled monkey brains...
and a big elephant eyeball.
Raw, so it pops when you bite into it.
Yummy.
You like that?
T. Ray, you're stinking up the place.
Shut up!
Knock it off. You're not getting paid to party.
Pantucci!
You're not where l think you are, are you?
This radar is still funky. l can feel it. And it's a bad feeling.
You know how many uncharted islands are out here?
Two?
Very funny. Wait until...
we crash into some no-name island.
Listen, l need some quiet time.
Over and out.
Nasty.
l'll hit you.
Oh, shit.
l feel a lack of love here.
Get in there!
What do we have here, fellas?
He was snooping around.
lf l can do anything to make yourtrip more comfortable, you come to me.
Well, help him.
Are you kidding? Those guys are dangerous.
No shit. Do something.
You live longer if you don't.
Finnegan.
We have a contract.
Twenty hours out and back.
You kill my mechanic to death, it'll take longer.
That's okay by me, overtime runs you double.
He was nosing around my cargo.
So he's nosey.
The contract was no questions asked.
Fellas,
l vote we kick this little piece of shit overboard.
l vote we kill him.
Let's kill him, then throw him overboard.
We don't vote here. lt's not a democracy.
l'll say it once more forthe hearing-impaired.
This could be messy.
Vivo.
Everybody okay?
Anybody going to shoot anybody?
You ought to get out more often.
That's a year off my life.
Enter your security key card.
Good evening, Captain Atherton.
Good evening to you.
The vault is now open.
Choices, choices.
You're a big, bad boy, aren't you?
You're a little more my size.
Voila, the necklace.
Good evening.
Red-handed. You are a cheeky little trollop.
l was just on my way out.
Or maybe not.
Very wise.
There's no place to run. The nearest land is... 600 miles?
Near 800, sir.
According to this fax we received...
-Not a very flattering photo. -Let me see.
You're wanted for burglary, robbery, forgery....
And attempted murder?
Ex-boyfriend.
Six arrests, five convictions and wanted in four countries.
How does a beautiful woman as young as you amass such a record?
-lt wasn't easy. -You're just not good at what you do.
No need forthat, Canton.
l believe that's mine. Thank you.
Captain, do we have a brig on this ship?
Yes, but it's not finished.
-You can't put a lady in the brig. -True.
But you, mademoiselle, are no lady.
Hey, watch it!
And you, Mr. Canton, are no gentleman.
They must be 30 feet long.
They're not nukes, but the bang would pucker your butt.
Pull that shit again, l'll kill you myself.
Hold still, you big dummy.
lt stings.
You think we could pull over?
You got any novocaine?
Yes, my little love bug, but just a little.
l need a higher dosage.
You always need a higher dosage.
Hey, Tucc. How many of those things are there?
At least eight or nine. Enough to sink an aircraft carrier.
Great. l got bombs in my basement.
Well, if you'd ask questions before accepting a job....
''lf the cash is there, we do not care.''
What kind of philosophy is that?
Torpedoes.
What the hell are they going to do with torpedoes?
Yes!
Gentlemen, say hello to the...
..Chinese M1-L1 triple pulse assault rifle.
Rotating barrel...
..thousand round capacity, auto cooling, watertight.
Cheers, babe.
What's happening here?
Communications, what's your status?
All imaging generating a white screen, sir.
That's impossible.
Radar not responding, either.
Switch to auxiliary power, Mr. Lewis. Do a circuit check.
No response. lt's a mainframe meltdown.
Communications?
-Gone, all of it. -lt must be the storm.
This ship is impervious to weather.
Can we send?
Our signal goes out static.
This equipment is state of the art! You must be running it wrong!
We are in great danger!
Without radar or imaging, we're sailing blind...
..with no way to communicate our situation.
l have something here.
-What is it? -l don't know.
But whatever it is, it's big.
Probably a pod of whales.
Moving at 31 knots? l doubt it.
Place of origin?
Directly beneath us.
-160 meters beneath us and rising quickly.
One hundred fifty meters, one hundred forty.
One hundred thirty.
One hundred twenty.
One hundred ten.
One hundred meters.
Ninety. Eighty.
Seventy.
-What are they? -Fifty meters.
Are you putting holes in my boat?
l didn't say you could put holes in my boat!
That'll cost you extra!
What the hell is that?
l don't know.
Let's go.
lt looks like some kind of....
lt's a torpedo launcher.
l don't like this.
Me, either.
How much longer?
ln another 22 minutes, we'll be right on top of...
whatever's out there.
What the hell was that?
Hang on!
Joey, talk to me. Damage?
Hole in the starboard bow.
Taking water?
Some, but it's above water line.
l got no power coming from Jezebel.
Hercules isn't getting any petrol.
Okay. l'm shutting her down.
Shit! What the hell did we hit?
We got a big-ass hole here!
Get it out! Get it off the cases!
What was that?
lt nearly took my bloody head off.
Why are you laughing?
'Cause we're alive, you idiot.
A direct hit on any one of these warheads
and we'd be history.
We got a hole in the starboard bow the size of Nebraska.
Jezebel got it through the brain pan.
-What did we hit? -You got me.
-l think we killed a speedboat. -Speedboat?
We're too far from land.
No way a speedboat could get out this far.
Shit, man! Nothing works. Hercules is shot to shit.
His gears are mangled and his cylinder head seized up.
We're leaking fuel.
ln half an hour, we're dead in the water.
Then do something. We have a schedule to follow.
Listen to this crap.
Shut up, grease monkey. You're expendable.
The story of my life.
Hey, get your asses up here.
There's something out there.
Let me see. Let me see it. Let me see.
lt's a cruise ship.
Think she has spare fuel?
And use of her machine shop?
Absolutely.
What the hell...?
We'll take over from here.
A ship like that
has a half dozen different ways to call for help.
Not anymore.
Pantucci, can you fix this thing?
lf l can get to the machine shop, l can fix this hunk of junk.
She won't run pretty, but she'll run.
They've armed the bombs. They're alive.
Okay, Finnegan and the grease monkey come with us.
We all stick together.
From now on, you stick with me.
Billy.
Finish the torpedo launcher and watch the lady.
Cher bro, l'll watch her. l haven't done Korea.
Leave my girlfriend alone.
Don't fuck with me!
Behave yourself.
She'd eat you alive, anyway.
Cool out. Knock this shit off.
This is worse than high school.
The ship's not moving.
Why ain't it moving?
l don't know.
Gentlemen, you know the drill.
Let's move out.
Bingo.
Hanover, this is a cruise ship. You won't need guns.
-What if they attack us? -With what?
Margaritas and tanning oil?
The place is a mess. Should l call housekeeping?
Use any force necessary. The intimidation factor must be high.
A lot of passengers on this ship.
And half are packing lipstick.
Don't get glossed.
That was kind of fun.
Well, it was.
We pin down everyone in the atrium, then split up and do the job.
Sound off.
-The vault. -Level 6.
-Casino. -Level 3.
-Bridge. -Bow, top level.
Here come the party crashers!
l don't hear any party.
Get down!
Nobody move!
Looks like someone had one hell of a shindig.
l got blood here.
l got blood here, too, mate.
There's blood everywhere.
l got a really bad feeling about this.
Atrium level. Please watch your step.
The doors are closing.
Where the hell is everyone?
The lifeboats are still all here.
Where the hell is everyone?
Let's go.
Shit, Hanover. Nobody home.
This place looks post E-vac. Total spooky town.
Someone beat you to the punch.
Where is everyone?
Who cares? Let's hit the vault and go.
Fuck me, man.
Okay, knock it off!
l don't know what's going on, but we have a job to do.
Machine shop.
Sub-level nine.
T. Ray, Mamooli take them.
Only the freight elevators go to the bottom.
Everyone else, to the bridge.
Move it, now! Go!
What the hell was that?
Whatever.
l'm bad.
Clear.
Your man did well shutting things down.
But he wasn't supposed to stop the ship.
Or kill everyone on it.
l don't see any bodies.
lt's like...
lt's like everyone just vanished.
Hey, is that you?
Turn up the pump, you idiot! We're sinking.
Relax, would you?
You're not the boss of me.
l'm the one in charge around here.
Billy? Billy, are you there?
There are no passengers on board.
-How can there be no passengers? -Have you seen anybody?
Nobody at all. Only an idiot would be out in this rain.
This hull is supposed to be impregnable.
So?
lf the hull's impregnable, why are my feet wet?
lt's a ghost ship. l vote we leave. who votes we leave?
Shut up.
That's it. They thought they were sinking, and abandoned ship.
Stupid bastards.
My God, he's right. You're right.
They alljumped overboard.
l can see the last asshole in saying:
''Shit, Gus, we forgot the lifeboats.
Guess we'll have to swim for it.''
You got a real big mouth, you know that?
Yeah, l know that.
l don't like you.
You don't even know me.
Hey, check it out. My future ex-wives.
Get your mind out of the gutter, you pervert.
Come on, hurry up.
Whoa, man. What stinks?
Did l say it was you?
Man, this water is freezing.
l'm gonna catch a cold.
Which one of you ladies wants to warm me up?
Stay close.
l didn't know you cared.
l care about your gun.
Keep an eye on them.
What have you got there?
A peanut.
A peanut?
A peanut.
Okay, a peanut.
Shit!
Who's in there?
Come out now, or l'll kick your ass.
T. Ray, what the hell are you doing?
What the hell is that?
T. Ray?
T. Ray.
What did you do?
-What! -Don't shoot!
What did you do to T. Ray?
Nothing.
Touch that, you're dead.
lt wasn't us.
What the hell happened here?
Enter your security key card.
-What do you know? A sign of life. -With curves.
This area is for authorized personnel only.
As assistant to the purser, l have to...
Where are the other passengers?
Sleeping?
Tell me what happened here or l pull the trigger.
-Who are you? -Just a passenger.
l'm Trillian. And you are...?
Thanks. Makes my job a lot easier.
Glad to help.
So, tell me what happened here.
Where is everybody?
l thought you liked blowing things up.
l do.
Yes. Money money, money.
Stop!
Jesus Christ!
Son of a bitch!
Get out of here!
l thought he was one of them.
You killed one of my best men.
l thought it was them.
Those were innocent peoplel
Who are you people?
-''Them''? What are you talking about? -Those things.
Hanover, listen. We have a problem.
Speak up, Mamooli.
You're cutting out. Repeat.
Listen!
l think T. Ray's dead.
Let's go. There's something down here.
Shut up.
Just shut the fuck up!
There's nothing down here but you and me.
Get the parts now! Come on!
What...?
Mamooli, T. Ray!
They're everywhere. We have to get off this ship.
Okay. Let's check it out.
What about the vault?
lt'll be here. Grab Vivo's gun. Let's go.
What the hell was that?
l don't know. l didn't get a good look.
You have all the parts?
lf l don't, l'm not going back to get them.
Go!
Sixth level. Watch your step. The door is closing.
Fifth level.
Fourth level.
Up! Up!
Second level.
Emergency stop. Second level.
l'm not staying in here!
lt ain't any better out there.
Relax!
-Who the hell are you? -Who are you?
She broke my nose.
l'll break the rest of your face, if anyone would notice.
What is this about?
What is it?
l tried to tell you... something's up there.
Drop it! Now!
Drop it!
Do it.
Where's Mamooli? T. Ray?
-They didn't make it. -What happened?
You killed them?
-No. There's something on this ship. -Bullshit.
lt's not bullshit, Mr. Hanover.
You two know each other?
T. Ray was...
You killed him, didn't you? Didn't you?
l heard you the first time.
Stand down, you.
You, tell me what happened.
The ship's infested with the things.
-With what? -l don't know.
l've never seen anything like them.
Yourturn.
Eighth level, seventh level, sixth level...
Second level.
Third level. Fourth level.
Fifth level. Sixth level.
What is that?
''Girl from lpanema.''
Guys, do you mind if we get off this thing?
Good idea.
Hang on.
This elevator is out of service.
What the bloody hell is going on?
Get the gun, you moron!
Back off, Finnegan.
Holy shit.
Now what?
Shit!
Let's move!
Chick with the muscles.
Come on. There's nowhere to hide.
Chick with the muscles.
lt was as if the ship...
..struck a reef. lt came to a sudden, violent storm.
Suddenly, they were everywhere. The passengers panicked.
There was no time to do anything.
Not even use the lifeboats.
The trouble is, nobody knows we're in trouble.
We couldn't send an SOS.
Well, then, ''mon capitaine'', we need to send a call for help.
Call in the Marines.
Do it now.
You don't understand, something jammed the systems.
Not something.
Someone.
Who are you?
Simon Canton. l own this ship.
Hanover had a connection onboard.
Someone to knock out the communications.
You two know each other.
lt was you.
Very quick, Mr. Finnegan.
ls this true?
How do we fix it?
l said, how do we fix it?
Answer him.
Answer him, you bastard! Answer him!
All the systems were melted at their core.
There won't be any calls for help.
For God's sake, why?
This was your life's work, l thought.
The ship must be worth $200 million.
Four hundred, eighty-seven point six million dollars.
The insurance.
That's why the torpedoes. You loot the ship, then you sink it.
l spent my whole life and fortune building this ship.
l wasn't going to lose it to a bunch of bankers.
Lose it? The ship was operating at full capacity.
The problem is that the cost of keeping it operating...
was more than we'd evertake in.
So we're going to die because you screwed up on the math?
l misjudged the market!
And the passengers. Were they insured?
The passengers, crew and l
would have been safely evacuated on the lifeboats.
Don't get self-righteous, Mr. Finnegan. l know about you.
You despicable, lousy bastard!
You sold us out for insurance?
What?
l like it.
Thanks.
Jesus Christ!
lt's Billy!
Jesus, no! No!