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TEASER
FADE IN:
1 EXT. LAKE - MORNING. 1
A bright sun shines down on a wide, glittering lake, with
snow-capped mountain ranges far in the distance and thick,
verdant forests circling the shore.
In the middle of the still waters sits a small fishing boat,
with a GRANDPA and his teenage GRANDSON soaking up the
tranquility and doing a spot of fishing.
At least, the Grandpa is - the Grandson looks bored out of
his mind, his fishing rod propped against the side of the
boat as he stares into the water.
GRANDPA
(sighs happily)
Now try and tell me this ain't the
life, Billy!
GRANDSON
(weary)
Sure thing, Gramps. This is the
life.
GRANDPA
(eyes him)
Do I detect a hint of sarcasm in
that unwavering monotone of yours?
GRANDSON
This is boring! Can't we go
hunting?
GRANDPA
This is hunting!
GRANDSON
Firing dad's twelve bore at some
deer would be 'hunting.' This is
just 'sitting.'
GRANDPA
Fishing is all about patience, son.
It's not the kind of game a man can
go in search of, it's the kind of
thing you have to wait to let it
come to you.
GRANDSON
Well, I'd still rather be-
He pauses - his fishing rod is starting to shake! He turns to
his Grandpa, who grins.
GRANDPA
As I was saying!
The Grandson quickly grabs the rod and starts winding in
whatever he's caught.
GRANDPA (cont'd)
Easy, don't rush it or you'll just-
GRANDSON
(surprised)
I got it!
The Grandson leans back, pulling his catch the last few feet
in - and pulls a monster catch out of the lake!
The Grandpa's eyes boggle as he looks at the fish writhing
frantically on the end of the line, and the Grandson
carefully swings it round and into the boat.
GRANDSON (cont'd)
So what do we do now?
GRANDPA
Well... normally, I'd say we
congratulate ourselves, throw it
back in and I'd sink a beer, but
this... this is one of the biggest
fish I've ever seen!
GRANDSON
(shrugs)
Natural talent.
GRANDPA
(wry)
Genetics.
GRANDSON
Whatever. Shall we-
He stops - the fish is making an odd CHOKING sound, and the
two fishermen look down, confused, as a large, filthy object
starts to slide out of the fish's mouth.
GRANDSON (cont'd)
What is that?
GRANDPA
(squints)
I have no idea...
He reaches down and picks up the slimy object, the Grandson
keeping his eyes on the fish as it suddenly falls still.
GRANDSON
Whatever it is, I think coughing it
up killed the fish.
The Grandpa turns the object over in his hands, frowning - it
looks like a small golden medallion, and as he wipes some of
the dirt away it starts to GLITTER in the sun.
GRANDSON (cont'd)
Is that...
GRANDPA
Gold? Could be...
(beat; smiles)
Looks like this was another
brilliant plan of mine after all,
eh?
The Grandson rolls his eyes as we cut to:
2 EXT. LAKE'S DEPTHS - DAY. 2
Following a diver as he swims down into the clear blue
waters, the shadow of a salvage vessel far above him.
A stream of air bubbles floats up from the diver as he swims
on, heading into the murkier depths of the lake and breaking
out a flashlight.
A school of sliver fish flits past, scattering as the diver
passes through them before zipping neatly back into
formation.
Close on the diver's eyes as he continues to scan the waters
around him - before he pauses, bringing his light to bear on
something up ahead.
Following his torch beam through the dark waters, a stone
column can just be made out.
The diver's beam follows it to find several more - and soon
the entire side of what looks like a ruined building is
revealed.
Intrigued, the diver swims forward, investigating further and
soon coming across the tall, imposing entrance to what looks
like some kind of sunken temple!
The diver's eyes go wide as he shines his torch across the
structure, which easily dwarfs him. From the moss and lichen
staining the tall structure, it's been down here for some
time.
The diver starts to swim towards a large, black entrance,
framed by pillars covered with strange symbols.
He doesn't notice the large black SHAPE speed past him until
it's almost gone - and although he whips round, swinging his
torch to follow it, it's already disappeared.
He treads water for a beat before turning back towards the
temple, too curious now to stop.
He swims a few feet closer towards the entrance, his torch
catching something within the entrance that glitters...
... and then he spins round again - just in time to see a
huge MOUTH closing in, filled with massive, ragged teeth!
3 EXT. LAKE - NEXT. 3
The sea-weathered salvage vessel bobs on the waves as two
crewmen stand on the rear deck, preparing lifting equipment
in lieu of the diver's find.
One of them spots a plume of bubbles rising to the surface
and nudges his crew mate to get his attention.
They head to one side of the boat, looking out and waiting
for the diver to return - but all that breaks the surface is
his oxygen tank.
And it's been bitten almost clean in two.
As the shocked crewmen swap a worried look, we:
BLACK OUT:
END OF TEASER
ACT ONE
FADE IN:
4 INT. VAN - DAY. 4
CHRIS drives, JULIE rides shotgun, and TWIST and DANYAEL sit
in the rear. Business as usual for the team.
Julie is leafing through a local newspaper as Chris checks a
street sign to the map spread across his lap. Twist is
fiddling with her digital camera, while Danyael appears to be
asleep, huddled in one corner with his shades on.
CHRIS
Alright... I am now officially
upgrading our status to 'lost.'
TWIST
Finally!
JULIE
Here, let me try.
Chris hands her the map, and she drops the paper onto the
dashboard as Chris pulls the van to the side of the road.
They're in a moderately-sized town centre, with mountain
ranges off in the distance.
CHRIS
If I'd known everywhere in Canada
was going to look the bloody same,
I'd have invested in a GPS system
or something!
JULIE
That wouldn't have done us any
good. You know Twist's habit of
breaking anything electronic.
TWIST
Hey! Not true, I-
CRASH! She fumbles the camera, and it drops to the floor with
a loud bang. She sheepishly scoops it back up.
TWIST (cont'd)
Oops! Heh heh...
Julie smirks and starts studying the map, as an article in
the paper catches Chris' eye.
JULIE
Okay, according to this, we need to
take the third left and then it's a
straight road, goes all the way to
the base of the mountains.
TWIST
Trust Chris to drag us all the way
out here just to go flower picking.
CHRIS
(wearily)
Twist, they're not 'flowers.'
They're plants with a unique-
TWIST
(over him)
A unique regenerative property,
that can be successfully converted
into medicine form, and blah blah
blah! See, if I can remember that,
then you must have said it too many
damn times.
CHRIS
And yet, I'm still yet to hear you
volunteer to help me fetch them.
TWIST
Forget it! You and flowers, not a
good combination. I saw those
photos of you from the Seventies.
Twist shudders, and with a scowl Chris turns his attention
back to the paper.
JULIE
(off paper)
Oh, you noticed that too?
CHRIS
(reads)
'Shark attack, diver feared dead?'
JULIE
Read further down, the part where
there's a photo of what the two
people out fishing found.
Chris looks - there's a photo of the golden medallion
accompanying the article, and he peers at it as Twist
shuffles forward to read the paper over his shoulder.
TWIST
Pretty. Looks like something you'd
wear.
CHRIS
It's not jewelry, Twist.
TWIST
Sure looks like it!
CHRIS
It's something...
He turns the paper round, squinting at the markings on the
medallion.
CHRIS (cont'd)
I can't make that out, what does-
Without looking up, Julie offers Chris a magnifying glass
from her backpack. He uses it to examine the picture more
closely.
CHRIS (cont'd)
Ah! I thought so.
TWIST
Let me guess. It's some ancient
civilisation's version of a Pokemon
card.
CHRIS
A what?
TWIST
Oh, for frick's sake, Chris! Would
it kill you to absorb even the
tiniest bit about pop culture?
CHRIS
If it means I'd end up anything
like you, then the answer is 'no.'
JULIE
Recognise the markings?
CHRIS
They're the same as that temple we
found in New Orleans.
TWIST
What, the one with the big scorpion
monster thingy?
CHRIS
The Skorpione, yes.
TWIST
Yeah, and I seem to remember you
still owe me one giant monster claw
that you made me leave behind.
JULIE
Reckon this means there's another
temple at the bottom of that lake?
CHRIS
It's a fair guess, although I must
say I'm not keen on running into
whatever seems to have killed that
poor diver.
TWIST
Hmm, flower picking versus killer
sharks... and I wonder which he's
gonna pick?
CHRIS
These plants I'm after blossom once
every eleven years, and I don't
plan on missing them this time
around.
TWIST
(surprised)
Oh. And here was me thinking you
still had a sense of adventure!
JULIE
You want to go check this lake out,
then, Twist?
TWIST
And get eaten by sharks?
(mock excitement)
Oo, can we? Can we?
CHRIS
I'm not sure that's a good-
JULIE
Chris, relax. I know enough about
diving to find my way down to
wherever that medallion came from,
and if anything with more teeth
than me shows up, you know I've got
the weapons to take care of it.
Chris doesn't look convinced, but Twist nudges him and nods.
TWIST
C'mon, chief. Let us girls have a
little fun.
CHRIS
(beat)
Alright. But take Danyael with you.
TWIST
Aww! What for?
CHRIS
Because I'll be quicker on my own
if I've got to go searching round a
mountaintop in the dark, and I'd
rather you two have some backup in
case anything goes wrong. Besides,
chances are I'll be up there till
sunrise, which isn't exactly ideal
if I have a combustible partner.
JULIE
It's not like you to not want him
around, Twist.
TWIST
(covering)
Oh, uh, it's just that, well...
DANYAEL (O.S.)
(waking up)
Did I miss something?
Rubbing his eyes, Danyael leans into frame, and a guilty
looking Twist quickly changes the subject.
CHRIS
We're just making our plans. You
three are going diving while I'm
off plant collecting.
DANYAEL
Oh. Okay.
TWIST
Do you think in Canada they called
it 'Jaws, eh?'
A beat.
TWIST (cont'd)
Oh, come on! I can't do one
Canadian joke?
CHRIS
I think for all our sakes that had
better be your only one...
Chris starts the van's engine again, and as he pulls away, we
cut to:
5 EXT. HARBOUR - DAY. 5
The van is parked at the entrance to a long harbour - yachts
are at anchor all along the piers, and there's a boat waiting
to do a tour of the lake.
Julie, Twist and Danyael are waiting by the van, Julie
leaning on the passenger door to speak to Chris.
CHRIS
I'll be gone until the morning, so
we'll meet back at that hotel we
passed on the way here.
Chris reaches into his jacket and hands Julie a bundle of
banknotes. She flips through them, impressed.
JULIE
You know, one day you're gonna have
to tell me where you keep getting
all this cash from.
CHRIS
I'd rather you didn't know. You
might accuse me of being illegal.
They share a grin, and Twist makes a big show of clearing her
throat to break it up.
TWIST
Once you two are quite finished
flirting, we have a date with a
violent, toothy doom to be getting
along with.
CHRIS
(to Julie)
I'll see you later.
JULIE
Yeah. Bye.
Chris drives away, and Julie watches the van head back onto
the road leading towards the mountains.
TWIST
You know, you could just tell him.
JULIE
Tell him what?
Twist glances sideways at Danyael, who smirks back.
JULIE (cont'd)
Oh, does everyone have an opinion
on what the state of my love life
should be now?
TWIST
Aha! You said the 'l' word. That
means you're guilty.
JULIE
(caught)
It- but-
(beat; scowls)
Come on.
She grabs her bag and marches into the harbour, and Twist
follows with a mischevious smirk. She completely misses the
heavy-hearted SIGH Danyael gives before following them.
6 EXT. HARBOUR - PIER - NEXT. 6
Julie heads up to a pair of men getting ready to set off in
their yacht, approaching one on the pier as he unwinds the
mooring rope.
JULIE
Excuse me, could one of you two
boys help me out?
The first man, JAKE, quickly looks Julie up and down and
flashes a warm smile, clearly liking what he sees.
JAKE
I can but try, miss. What can I
help you with?
JULIE
Well, my two friends and I were
looking to hire a boat and take a
trip out on the lake. We heard all
about the thing on the news with
the shark, and just thought, you
know, we'd be nosey. We're studying
marine biology, you see, especially
predators.
JAKE
Well, good luck. Harbour Police are
running regular patrols to make
sure no civilian boats are anywhere
near that part of the lake, at
least until they find whatever
killed that diver.
JULIE
Damn. So...
JAKE
So, best I'd suggest you could try
is speaking to old Henry Ashmore,
last office on the left back down
the pier.
JULIE
Henry Ashmore, got it. Any
particular reason?
JAKE
Henry's been here longer than the
lake, we like to say. If anybody
could get you past the patrols,
it'd be him. Just as long as you
aren't planning on doing any
diving.
JULIE
With that shark swimming round?
Trust me, that won't be an issue.
Any ideas on how a shark managed to
get into the lake yet?
JAKE
That's assuming it is a shark.
JULIE
You think it was something else?
JAKE
All I know is, there's no way an
actual shark could have gotten into
that lake unless somebody put it
there. So either we've got an
escaped pet on the loose, or it's
something worse.
Julie looks out across this inlet of the lake, then back to
Jake with a nod.
JULIE
Alright, thanks for the tip.
JAKE
No problem. You just be careful out
there, miss.
JULIE
I will. Thanks.
She walks away and heads back over to Twist and Danyael.
TWIST
Well?
JULIE
Apparently there's a guy who can
get us out there, but getting hold
of diving gear might be kinda
tricky.
DANYAEL
Unless we steal it.
Julie raises an eyebrow, and he shrugs.
DANYAEL (cont'd)
Just saying, it'd be the easiest
way.
Julie looks around, not coming up with a better plan.
JULIE
Can you get me some scuba gear
without getting caught?
Danyael grins, and we cut from that to:
7 EXT. LAKE - EVENING. 7
WHUMP! An oxygen tank is dropped into frame, pulling back to
reveal Julie, Twist and Danyael on the deck of a beaten up
old fishing trawler.
JULIE
Alright, I'm impressed.
Danyael holds out his hand to Twist, who sighs and gives him
five dollars.
JULIE (cont'd)
Did I miss something?
TWIST
I bet him five bucks he'd get
caught.
DANYAEL
Little did she know they used to
call me 'La Rongeur' at college.
JULIE
(thinks)
'The Rodent'?
DANYAEL
(beat)
What's the French for 'fox'?
HENRY (O.S.)
'Reynard,' son.
They look round as HENRY steps out from the cabin. Every inch
the grizzled seafarer, he has scrappy grey hair, sun-wrinkled
skin and a thick, bushy beard.
DANYAEL
Oh, okay. They called me that,
then.
HENRY
(off diving gear)
You folks aren't planning what I
think you're planning, are you?
TWIST
What, this? Oh, no. It's full of
helium.
HENRY
(raises eyebrow)
Helium?
TWIST
Yeah, it's the latest thing. Kids
sail out to the middle of big
lakes, and, uh... do helium.
JULIE
(stepping in)
It's okay, we're professionals.
We're doing a quick dive to
investigate the source of that
medallion that turned up the other
day.
HENRY
In that case, you won't mind
whatever's down there doing an
investigation of what yer insides
taste like, eh?
TWIST
(grimaces)
I don't have to do it, do I?
Julie crouches and checks the tank, shaking her head.
JULIE
No, it's okay. You two stay up here
and help keep watch.
(to Henry)
How long until the next Harbour
Police sweep?
HENRY
About an hour.
JULIE
That's plenty of time. Twist, want
to help me get suited up?
Twist looks at the tank, then out across the lake, and looks
a lot less confident about this plan as we cut to:
8 EXT. LAKE - DEPTHS - NEXT. 8
SPLASH! A fully suited Julie drops down from the surface,
taking a moment to check her breathing before starting to
swim downwards.
She flicks on a torch and scans the water around her, bubbles
rising from her breathing apparatus.
Before long, she's in the same area that the diver went
missing - and her torch picks up the same row of crumbling
stone columns as his did.
She follows them towards the front of the sunken temple,
pausing before it and reaching down to her belt to retrieve a
bulky underwater camera.
There's a FLASH of light as she takes a picture - and a large
black SHAPE flits past in the background.
Julie starts to swim slowly forward, shining her torch up and
down the temple and trying to make out some of the markings
carved into it.
She reaches for her camera to take a second photo - but this
time, she sees the dark shape over to her left.
She spins round and FLASHES the camera - and illuminates a
huge set of jaws as they scream towards her!
The creature jerks away from her, distracted by the camera
flash, and a wide-eyed Julie fumbles at her belt again.
The shape arcs round and begins to race towards her, picking
up speed as it closes in.
Julie finally grabs what she's after - and raises what looks
like a flare gun!
The creature is almost upon her when she FIRES, and there's a
bright BLAZE of orange light as her projectile connects with
the creature.
It swoops past her, the turbulence sending her careening
backwards, but whatever she did, it put the creature off for
now.
She watches in amazement at the huge beast as it disappears
back into the murky depths.
Julie turns to look at the temple, then quickly starts to
swim back towards the surface, deciding enough is enough for
today.
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