Sharknado 3: Oh Hell No!

Mr. Shepard, the President needs you right now!

I didn't think I was gonna make it.

We'll get you there.

I'm Agent Devoreaux, office of the President.

There's a storm coming. I can feel it.

Package is en route.

The National Weather Service

has issued a significant weather advisory

for the mid-Atlantic region of the east coast.

April, my car died.

I'm with the Secret Service now. It's not looking good.

I'm almost there, Fin.

Please be safe. Do you hear me?

I know. I love you.

Can you radio ahead? Right. Copy.

We'll pick up our escort up ahead.

Hang on, Mr. Shepard!

All units, alert. Heavy traffic congestion

reported in the vicinity of the Key Bridge.

Proceed to alternate route.

This is Agent Devoreaux

inbound with the package.

I need First Street Southeast cleared now!

What do you think you're doing?

Semper Paratus.

You must repent!

The end is near! Repent!

Repent! No!

I was inside the belly of the beast!

Whoa!

Oh, I gotta get in there!

You need to go! Back away!

Whoa, whoa! Whoa! No, no!

I'm just taking my license.

I'm Fin Shepard!

Fin Shepard!

Tim! Reese! Let him in.

Sorry, sir.

Mr. Shepard, I'm Gary Martin Hayes, Chief of Staff.

I am so sorry about that.

Thank God you made it.

Colonel Shepard make it in yet?

I'm sorry. There's been no word on the Colonel.

How soon can you get in touch with National Weather Service?

Soon, but the President's started.

I gotta get you in there right now.

Here. Time to clean up.

Come on, Mom. Let's go.

Careful. Slow down.

You got a little one in there.

I've done this many times before. Heh.

Well, you had two hands then.

Really? Are you gonna go there?

I'm just saying it's okay to ask for a little help.

Besides, your husband should be here.

And where is he?

Oh, he's probably trying to get eaten by another shark.

The National Weather Service

is now reporting that a massive tropical storm

is headed directly for Washington, D.C.

The NASA Weather Satellite Center

is tracking the tropical depression

and recommends residents

make arrangements to evacuate if necessary.

Ladies and gentlemen,

the President of the United States.

Ladies and gentlemen, for his heroic actions

in both New York and Los Angeles,

for saving countless lives

and alerting the world to a new, terrifying threat,

it is my great honor

to present the country's highest civilian commendation,

the Presidential Medal of Freedom,

to Finlay Allen Shepard.

What's your opinion of these shark storms, Madam Vice President?

I feel for the sharks, but they're wrecking

our schools, our hospitals, our roads...

It's heavier than I thought it would be.

Oh, Ms. Alves from the "Times."

One question, okay? Yeah. Hey,

so now that you've been awarded the biggest award

in all of the country, Mr. Shepard,

where do you go from here?

Home.

Okay. Thank you so much.

Uh, Mr. Benchley from the "Post."

Mr. Benchley. Fin!

Oh, Martin. How you doing?

Ellen and the kids?

She's good. She's good. She says hi,

and she wanted to be here, but it's kind of hard for her

to get on a plane now. You know what I'm saying?

Madam Vice President,

this is my brother-in-law Martin.

I'm the good-looking one.

Yeah. Now you know how I feel.

I like her.

Mr. Shepard, follow me, please?

Say, "Sharknado"!

Sharknado. Cool.

You don't mind if I post this, do you?

No. Cool.

Excuse me, ladies and gentlemen.

Fin, I got a surprise for you, buddy...

the Mayor of New York City.

It's good to see you again, Fin.

Hello, sir.

By way of a thank-you

from the people of the city of New York,

we want to present you with this!

You are the very first member

of the Order of the Golden Chainsaw!

Go ahead. Try it.

You know, there's just so many questions

I wanna ask you, and there's...

Martin. Sidekick to the rescue.

Go ahead. Get out of here. Excuse me.

Ladies and gentlemen, I was in New York, too.

I'm Fin's brother-in-law...

The documents you asked for.

N.W.S.? Yes.

Thank you.

Oh, Fin, hi. I'm Jackie Collins.

And, um, I know your wife wrote a book,

and, uh, it was very good,

but you, you have a great story to tell,

and I want to be the one to tell it,

and here is my card, and call me, okay?

Thanks. I'll give it some thought.

Okay. What a lovely man.

The National Weather Service now reports

the storm is only a few miles from the D.C. area

and to stand by for evacuation orders.

Not again.

They used to call me a shark,

but now I'm looked upon as a beacon of hope,

a symbol of change.

It comes with a lot of responsibility, Fin,

but you'll get used to it, the spotlight.

The spotlight, I can handle.

That's not what I'm worried about.

D.C. isn't safe. What?

I know how this is gonna sound,

but I can sense these storms now,

the drop in temperature, the humidity,

these crazy cloud formations.

These sharks, they have a scent,

and it's not a pretty one.

I lost a friend in New York last year.

Sorry.

Every time a northeaster comes off the Atlantic,

I worry. Is this gonna be the big one?

Is this gonna be one we can't contain?

I need to speak to the N.W.S.

I can make that happen.

Where's the First Lady?

She's in Oklahoma with the family.

They're okay.

We better get you inside,

Mr. President, now.

The storm is getting close. Get the President down in the bunker.

Oh, my God.

Come on, Mr. President.

Let's go!

It's my job to protect her!

Don't make me angry.

Come on, let's go!

Aah!

We gotta go. Don't look. Come on. We gotta go.

I've gotta get you out of here, Madam Vice President.

Hey, where you going?! Wait for me!

Let's go! Out! Sir, they're everywhere!

Mr. President, Sir, Agent Webb is down. We're moving you to the bunker.

Fin, come with us. This man is not cleared!

I just cleared him! Let's go!

Maverick is on the move to P.E.O.C.

Hey, I am the Chief of Staff!

We gotta get out of here!

You can't do that!

There's no time, Madam Vice President.

Let's go! Come on!

On three. Ready?

1, 2, 3!

Move! Let's move!

Give me a gun! Can't do that!

Where's this bunker? Here in the basement!

The base... Whoa! Let's go!

Water flows down! This is a bad idea!

Move! Move! Move!

Come on, come on! Give me a gun!

I can help!

Only the Secret Service can have a gun

this close to the President.

What? This doesn't buy me any trust?

Mr. Shepard, this literally is one of the most secure areas

on the face of the Earth.

What do we do now?

We fight, but I'm gonna need

some more firepower than that!

The armory! Let's go!