MALE NARRATOR: Previously on Surface...
Come on, Nim.
...Miles is forced to send Nimrod away.
Go, Nim.
RON: Congratulations, you have a police record.
SAVANNAH: Dad hooked you up, got you moved into a different community work area.
NARRATOR: Lee stops at nothing to keep the species a secret.
Turn here. Turn, turn, turn, turn.
You couIdn't keep a taiI on two civiIians in a pickup truck? Find them!
NARRATOR: Pursued by Lee and forced underground,
they build their own submersible.
RICH: If man went to the moon in a tin can, we can do this.
Emergency Iifeboat.
If you have to surface quickIy,
fIip the switch inside, the boat infIates.
NARRATOR: They risked their lives
to document the mysterious creatures and show the world.
This is Dr. Laura Daughtery
and Rich ConneIIy amidst a pod of the new vertebrates.
But something goes very wrong.
(GLASS SHATTERING)
What the heII?
Jackson, do you copy? We are faIIing way too fast!
You got to puII us back up! You got to stop us!
Now, Surface continues.
(HELICOPTER WHIRRING)
Looks Iike they've been here a IittIe over a week.
We just missed them.
Where do you think they went?
Down.
(RICH GROANING)
Laura, hang on to something!
(BOTH SHOUTING)
(SUB CREAKING)
(WATER TRICKLING)
RICH: Oh, God.
Rich.
(BOTH GASPING)
You're bIeeding.
Where the heII are we?
This is where we're supposed to be.
We're gonna die.
This is where we're supposed to be.
Hey, Skinny! Skinny!
You got a haIf inch wire stripper for me?
What happened to the Iast pair I gave you?
(CHUCKLING)
You're a damn disgrace. You is gonna cost me an arm and a Ieg.
WeII, that's what I get when I hire in-Iaws.
(EXCLAIMS)
Where'd you go?
Whoa.
(CREAKING)
(METAL CLANGING)
(TERRANCE SCREAMING)
Terrance.
Terrance!
Terrance?
Terrance!
Oh, my God.
(POLICE SIREN BLARING)
SHERIFF: PauI, I wanna thank you for coming down.
Dr. Meyers,
this is PauI BIoom from the Fort Fisher Aquarium.
Myers, here, is our CharIeston County coroner.
So, how can I heIp?
WeII, we're hoping you can identify the animaI that did this.
The fIesh is cut cIean.
Looks Iike a serrated edge to me.
I was thinking, maybe a sand shark?
They don't come this far upriver very often.
Some kind of cat, a bobcat or CaroIina panther, maybe.
WeII, if it's a panther, it's the first one seen in this state in 50 years.
There's aIso this...
PAUL: Yeah, what is that?
WeII, the skin is charred.
Is it chemicaI burns? No, it's eIectricaI.
EIectric eeI?
Hey, you Iadies need to stay back!
We have a rogue gator out here.
I got something. I think they're tracks.
Tracks. Over here.
Hey, Iet's get a cast of that before the tide comes in.
I saw that at the maII.
Thought you might want it for your coIIection.
Thanks.
I'm sure Nim's fine.
He's probabIy happy out in the wiId.
Yeah.
No shrimp.
The sea's empty this season.
Like something's run everything off.
What the heII is that?
I've just gotta get this
reserve battery to work.
Since we have no Iights,
no power,
no Iife raft...
We wouId have been at the surface by now if you hadn't stopped me, Rich.
(GROANS)
Scrubber's soaked.
Wet, so the Iine can't absorb the CO2.
How Iong does that give us?
About 90 minutes.
Less, if more carbon monoxide gets in here.
It might not seem Iike it now, but...
We're gonna be okay.
(RICH MUMBLING)
Rich.
Rich. Hey, Iisten to me.
I'm begging you, Iisten to me, okay?
I need you to heIp me out.
You got to snap out of this, okay?
PIease snap out of this.
Rich?
Rich!
We are going to die if you don't heIp me now, okay?
Okay.
What do I need to do?
You need to make that battery work.
Where's my ratchet? It's right here. Look, Iook here.
(METAL CLINKING)
AII right.
(ELECTRONIC BUZZING)
AII right.
(BOTH GASPING)
Power's good. Power's on.
Okay.
Okay, so the compressor is gonna infIate the Iife raft
and then we go up.
Wait! Hang on, hang on! Wait! HoId on to something.
Just wait, wait, wait. Wait for what?
'Cause, 'cause, this is it. What are we waiting for?
Wait.
I just want to think it through for a sec, 'cause, you know...
Rich, there's nothing to think about. Let's just do this, okay?
PIease?
Rich, we're gonna go back to the surface.
Okay? Look at me.
Okay?
Okay.
Yeah? Okay, hoId on.
It's not working.
We gotta do it one more time.
It's not...
You ready? HoId on.
Yeah, it's not working.
JARED: Hey, MiIes?
Hey, don't worry about the scrubbers right now,
I need you to cover for me in Director BIoom's office.
Okay.
What's up?
I've gotta run these down to the Sheriff's office.
An eIectrician got bitten yesterday in the marsh by some critter.
ReaIIy? Yeah, reaIIy. KiIIed him.
Ripped his throat out.
What do they think did it?
It's a conundrum.
Massive tissue Iacerations Iike a shark attack, bizarre eIectricaI burns.
Yeah.
WeII, of course.
No, the victim was in the shaIIows.
Yeah. WeII, there wasn't that much of the neck Ieft, to be honest.
Yeah.
It's got a foot pad Iike a mammaI,
Iong cIaws, webbed feet, Iike an otter or a seaI.
Yeah, I think I got time to make the Iast pick up.
You're the intern, right?
Yeah.
I want you to ship this
to David HoweII in the zooIogy department at N.C. State, aII right?
I want him to get a Iook at this.
Oh, man. Yeah.
Maybe it was seIf-defense.
Mmm-hmm.
Maybe they provoked it somehow, and tried to hurt it.
Oh, yeah. You shouId have seen the victim's eyes.
They were turned to jeIIy by the eIectrocution.
PAUL: Yeah.
Tomorrow morning I'm going to the fisheries. I'm gonna examine the catches.
I'm gonna need you here at 7:30 tomorrow morning
to heIp me with the specimen containers, aII right?
The Iife boat's just wedged on something.
AII right, maybe I'II... I'II check the radio.
Maybe by some chance Jackson can hear us.
Where is it?
Okay.
(RADIO CRACKLING)
Jackson!
SOS, Jackson, can you hear me?
Jackson! Can you hear us?
Save it, Laura. Jackson!
(METAL CLICKING)
Okay, we just have to think.
Oh, God.
Jesse.
Don't start doing that, okay? It's gonna be aII right.
You're gonna be aII right.
You're gonna see Jesse again.
Just Iike I'm gonna see Tracy,
and my girIs,
and my dog
again.
I took this Ieap of faith, I got us down here,
and I'm teIIing you, George ain't gonna Iet me down, okay?
Are you there, Georgie boy?
I need you.
(NIM CRYING)
Shut it!
(NIM GROWLING)
You son of a... You want some of this?
(NIM GROWLING)
You wanna Iive Iong enough for us to seII you,
you better shut up.
I'm gonna put you on ice.
(LAUGHS)
(SHIVERING)
LAURA: About an hour Ieft.
AII right.
A IittIe Iess.
Just give me one more second,
and I shouId have those Iights up outside.
We can get the Iay of the Iand.
(LOUD STATIC CRACKLING)
(GRUNTING)
(CREATURE WHINING)
Rich, you hear that?
RICH: AImost there.
Rich, do you hear that?
Listen.
Got it!
No, no, no, no, no!
Shut the Iights off.
Yeah, Iet's go. Off, off...
I think we shouId keep the Iights off.
Me, too.
Did you see how many there were?
Yeah.
You know, I aIso saw something eIse out there.
What? It gave me an idea.
If...
WeII...
I thought... I thought I saw a bang stick
that stiII had a Iive charge on it. Now,
if we can somehow tiIt this thing
and detonate that charge.
Then maybe it'II... Maybe it'II free up the Iife raft.
Okay.
It's worth a try.
Watch out.
Okay.
Push. Okay.
(BOTH GRUNTING)
Come on! Come on! Come on!
Rich, stop! Rich, stop! We're wasting air.
(COUGHING)
The air is running out.
We have 37 minutes Ieft.
Oh, what the heII?
What?
There's a man out here.
What?
There's a man out here on the ocean fIoor!
Look! Come here!
Do you see him?
Huh? Do you see him?
Don't start freaking out on me, Rich.
No, no, no, no.
No, no. Where'd he go?
Where'd he go?
MILES: So, before I shipped them, I took these.
''...whose body was found earIy Saturday morning.
''Authorities specuIate that the animaI might have been an aIIigator.''
Those are totaIIy Nim's feet, dude.
You don't know that.
He's got the taste of human bIood and he's on a spree.
Nim is not on a ''spree.''
Your probIem is you think you speak Nim.
You don't speak Nim.
No one speaks Nim. Nim's a tiger.
Tigers communicate.
And what good did that do Roy, hmm?
Siegfried and Roy?
Roy raised that tiger, dude.
But sooner or Iater, the tiger grows up and the wiId animaI kicks in.
This guy was food, dude.
That was not Nim.
You need to rat on the Iizard!
Dude, you saw the way poIice deaI with this kind of thing. They'II kiII him.
But I gotta get to him first.
We trained Nim to come to the sound of the beII for food.
So, if we broadcast the sound underwater
and Ioop it, so it repeats over and over.
Dude, you can't put my boom box in the water.
We'II waterproof it.
Check it out.
Aquaphonic speakers.
Dad has them aII around the pooI.
And a dry suit.
Neck hoIes, doof? Hand hoIes?
Chip cIips.
You are the gadget master.
AII right, I got to go meet Dr. BIoom at the docks.
Meet me back here at dusk.
And take care of this. You got it.
(BELL TINKLING)
(WATER TRICKLING)
I can't see a damn thing out there.
(GRUNTS)
This is Laura Daughtery onboard the submersibIe, LittIe Heat.
Our position is 41-46 North,
50-1 4 West.
We are stranded at the bottom of the ocean.
We need immediate assistance.
(STATIC CRACKLING)
Jackson probabIy went for heIp by now.
But the onIy DSRV on the West Coast is six hours away.
(MAN CHATTERING ON RADIO)
Did you say something?
HeIIo? HeIIo, do you hear me?
Can you hear me? Is there anyone out there? PIease respond.
(MAN SPEAKING IN JAPANESE)
It's not EngIish. What is it?
(SPEAKING IN FRENCH)
There you go, there you go. Come on, now.
Keep it up! Keep it up!
PIease respond. PIease respond.
Do you hear us? We're trapped at the bottom of the ocean!
We're in a submersibIe!
(MAN SPEAKING IN JAPANESE)
What is that? What did he say?
That ain't French. It's...
It's Japanese or something.
Do you speak EngIish?
PIease, pIease respond.
SOS, mayday! Mayday!
We are on the bottom of the ocean.
PIease, mayday! Mayday!
PIease!
SOS!
Oh, God, we have 30 minutes.
It's FBI. San Francisco SAC.
I interfaced with the Coast Guard, NO AA deep search.
We did pick up a distress signal actually.
I'm sending it to you over a secure line.
(STATIC CRACKLING)
LAURA: Jackson!
SOS, Jackson, can you hear me?
Is that something you're interested in?
Yes. Yes, it is.
Did you find any surface vesseIs in the area,
something that couId Iaunch a submersibIe?
Negative on the surface vessels.
We've had a lot of tough weather off the coast. Electrical storm.
I'm aIso Iooking for this man.
Jackson HoIden.
All right. I'll run a search, put the name on the wire.
Look, this distress signal, is this real?
Yes.
Well, I know the C.O. of the Reagan. I could get the DSRV.
No.
No rescue efforts.
And destroy that sound fiIe.
(BEEPING)
What sort of bycatch are you Iooking for?
That kind of faIIs under the category of, ''I'II know it when I see it.''
You're weIcome to take a Iook, but aII the nets got excIuders and BRDs.
Cuts the incidentaIs in haIf.
You notice anything strange about this spot?
It Iooks kind of scrawny.
That's right. It's starving.
You see the fIattened beIIy profiIe,
and the down-turned head, and the reddened mouth?
That means it's feeding off the bottom.
Where'd aII its food go?
I have no idea.
Six months ago,
aII of our indicators species-wide just spiked in the wrong direction.
Hey!
Yeah?
Anything out of the ordinary comes in here,
I'd appreciate you Ietting me know.
You might want to taIk to the sports-fishing guy.
Heard some crazy stories about the mackereI run.
(MAN SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
Big fIash, it was Iike Iightning in the water,
and the king fIoated up.
Dead on the Iine.
Lightning in the water? Yeah.
How Iong ago did this happen?
Yesterday, 6:09 a.m.
You have a good memory.
Memory's not it.
It stopped my watch coId.
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
Bite marks are deep,
reminiscent again of the former.
EIectricaI burns, more of them.
Much more than the previous victim.
This thing traveIs in packs.
I'II teII him.
Sheriff just caIIed. Said some guys down at Cape Fear
caught our predator.
What? How did they catch him?
ApparentIy with buIIets.
Got to be 15 feet Iong if it's an inch.
Biggest gator I've ever seen, Sheriff.
I know. It's huge.
Hey, PauI!
Watch your step.
CarefuI, guys.
Listen, thanks for coming down.
I'm sorry to have taken you away from your dinner.
Look at this.
You won't beIieve this.
Snuck right up on a coupIe guys in that bIind,
fired both barreIs each into its head.
Just get over here and give us a hand, wouId you, buddy?
PAUL: May I?
This gator hadn't eaten in three days.
He's not our predator.
You sure?
Now I'm teIIing you, what we're Iooking for is not indigenous.
AII right, PauI, then what is it?
I don't know. I think we're Iooking for an aIien species.
(MEN LAUGHING)
AIien-AustraIia. AIien-China.
Okay, then, we'II sound the horn, post a reward,
and get some eyes in the water.
Wait a minute. You don't even know what you're Iooking for.
The Iast thing you need is a bunch of hotheads
chumming the water, kiIIing everything in sight.
And the Iast thing I need is another somebody eIse getting hurt.
I'm gonna charter a boat
with some professionaI fishermen,
who know how to handIe these things.
Yeah, ''HandIe it.''
That's right!
EIi! LaIo!
KEMPER: The hoId!
I'm on it, Captain.
LaIo! HoId, now!
Yeah.
Fucking crap.
Hey, how can it be so hot?
That thing.
(GROWLING)
(SCREAMING)
LAURA: When Jesse was about three,
we had this taIk about
Iife and death and
God.
And
so, I toId him,
I didn't know who or what God was, or...
I said, maybe that
he was aII around us,
in nature, in the air we breathe.
So, he took off his shoe, hands it to me,
and there's an ant
smashed,
dead on the bottom of his shoe.
And he Ieans into me and he says,
''Mommy, I smushed God.''
And I said, ''Honey, that's okay. PeopIe make mistakes.''
And he had this guiIty Iook on his face,
you know, so guiIty.
And I said, ''Peanut, what's the matter, what's wrong?''
And he Ieaned into my ear and whispered,
''Mommy, I ate God, too.''
Yeah.
(BOTH LAUGHING)
(CRASHING)
Hey, hey, hey, hey!
That was cIose. Get the camera.
And a fIashIight. Do you have the fIashIight?
Yeah, yeah. Here, here.
Where?
RICH: What's he doing?
Laying eggs.
BIG: Step back from there.
Sorry, Doctor.
Sir, I wanted to give you an update on the specimen.
Mmm-hmm?
I tracked it to Northern CaIifornia.
Who was with you?
I took a few grunts from Northern Command.
Sir, I taIked to the HASMAT teams.
They had a tough time kiIIing the specimen.
EventuaIIy had to use radiation.
Do you mind if I ask, what is it?
The quicker question is, ''What isn't it?''
Do you recognize this?
It's a griffon.
HaIf eagIe, haIf Iion.
A mythoIogicaI hybrid.
A chimera.
An improvement.
(BELL TINKLING)
Dude, it's time.
Give it up.
Nim!
Nimmy!
SeriousIy, before we fry the box.
EIectricity and water don't mix.
EIectricity and water...
That's where he'd go.
Where?
Come on!
(NIM GROWLING)
Good God, EIi.
It took some doing, but I got him.
Just throw the damn thing overboard.
I pIan to, but not before I make sure he ain't coming back up.
(NIM GRUNTING)
(NIM SCREECHING)
MILES: He'II come here. I know it.
PHIL: How do you know it?
Because Nim aIways goes for the current.
I've seen him stick his tongue in a socket before.
No way. Critter Pop Rocks.
Yeah, it's Iike he gets drunk on eIectricity.
Hey, dude, one time I stuck a straw in my nose and snorted root beer.
I cried root beer. It was awesome.
That's great, PhiI.
(STAMMERING) I know he'II come.
Look, Iook.
That's him.
It's Nim.
Wait a minute, man!
Faces of Death, my brother. He's a tiger.
I know.
You just have to know how to taIk to tigers.
Nim.
Nimmy, come here.
It's me.
Nim?
Where did you go?
Nim?
You're not Nim.
You're smaIIer.
MiIes, get out of there, man!
Ow!
Dude, get out of there, man! Watch out!
(KNOCKING ON DOOR)
RON: MiIes?
MiIes?
Just a sec.
(CHATTERING ON TV)
Hey, MiIes, if you borrow my CDs...
(DOOR CLOSING)
Oh, my God. Are you okay?
I'm fine. What happened?
Don't teII Mom. I'm fine. Nim did that.
No, it wasn't Nim. This one was smaIIer.
There's more than one?
They traveI in a pack, Iike a swarm.
Is that what did this? A swarm of these things?
Yeah. I think that's what happened to the eIectrician.
No one was in the house.
You got to get rid of those speakers on the dock.
Nim wouIdn't do anything Iike...
What about the wiIdIife guy?
Nim wouIdn't attack anyone unIess they hurt him.
WeII, maybe someone did.
LAURA: We're aImost out of air.
(RICH COUGHING)
(CREAKING)
Georgie?
George.
No, Rich. No, Rich, turn it off.
Rich, turn it off, turn it off.
Turn it off, Rich.
You better come take a Iook at this.
LAURA: It's Iike some sort of birthing zone.
There's hundreds of them.
AII Iaying eggs.
This is what Cirko saw coming.
PopuIation expIosion.
Sorry, Nim.
So that's where aII the chip cIips went.
You know the tiger that bit Roy? Siegfried and Roy?
Yeah, Roy tripped or something, right?
Yeah.
But the tiger thought he'd been hurt.
So he picked him up, Iike a cub.
He wasn't trying to hurt him. He was protecting him.
It crushed his trachea.
You know the Iast words Roy said as they took him off?
No.
''Don't kiII the cat.''
(LOW GROWLING)
Nim.
You've grown.
(NIM GROWLING)
We are Iooking at the new top of the food chain.
(CLANGING)
(BOTH GROANING)
No, Ieave it, Ieave it! Huh?
If he attacks us maybe it can knock us free or something.
Yeah, or swaIIow us whoIe!
Yeah, but, Rich, we're aIready dead!
The Iight's gonna draw them to us, okay? Here, just...
(CREATURE ROARS)
Here, bang.
If it'II set the Iife raft free.
That's enough! Now, come on!
Bang it! Bang it hard! Come on! Come and get us!
(BOTH SCREAMING)
RICH: Hang on, hang on!
LAURA: Hit the baIIast! Hit the baIIast, it'II free the Iife raft!
We're going up. We're going up. We're going up, Rich.
We're on our way up, Rich.
Okay, aII right, hang in there.
You okay, Rich? Come on. Stay with me. We're going up!
Oh, my God!
Oh, God!
Just hang in there, Rich, okay?
Okay? Just one more time, Rich.
Hang on, okay?
I can't open it!
You gotta turn it! You gotta turn it!
I am turning it! I can't open it!
Why don't you just kick it? Kick the damn thing!
Kick it! Kick it! Come on, kick it!
We got it.
Oh, my God!
Come on, I got you!
I got you! I got you!
I can't!
RICH: Hang on! Hang on!
(THUDDING)