Primeval

LUCIEN, YOU FUMBLED THE BALL, MAN. GO GET.

YEAH, YEAH. RIGHT.

AW, MAN.

HELP. SOMEONE HELP.

WHAT'S THAT IDIOT DOING?

HELP.

HELP. SOMEONE.

PRIMEVAL...

WHERE IS IT?

IDENTIFYING LOCATION NOW.

IN THE RIVER?

TRYING TO CONFIRM COORDINATES.

WHAT'S HAPPENED?

THE ANOMALY MUST HAVE CLOSED.

WELL, DID YOU GET THE LOCATION?

WE DIDN'T HAVE ENOUGH TIME.

GIVE ME THE COORDINATES.

DO YOU WANT SOMETHING, CAROLINE?

NOTHING.

GOOD.

JUST - I NOTICE YOU DO A LOT OF SCISSOR KICKS.

THEY WON'T TO BE ENOUGH TO DISABLE YOUR OPPONENT.

REALLY YOU SHOULD BE LOOKING TO CATCH THEM - EXCUSE ME -

REALLY YOU SHOULD BE LOOKING TO CATCH THEM IN THE THROAT AREA.

LIKE, UH..

..THAT.

YOUR WAY HE GETS A FEW BRUISES, BUT MINE, HE'S TOTALLY ON THE FLOOR.

YEAH?

YEAH.

GOOD.

DINNER IS SERVED.

THAT'S...

WOW. AMAZING.

IS THAT ALL FOR ME?

YEAH, YOU AND...

WHERE TO START?

IT'S CUTTER.

HE'S BEEN CALLING.

NO. I'VE HAD NO CALL.

IT MUST HAVE.

ABBY, I THINK I'D KNOW IF CUTTER WAS CALLING ME. IT - OH.

CONNOR.

WE'VE GOT TO GO.

I COULD HAVE SWORN THIS WAS SWITCHED ON.

WHAT'S SO IMPORTANT YOU HAVE TO LEAVE EVERYTHING?

TURN THE LIGHTS OUT WHEN YOU LEAVE.

I'D LIKE TO SAY...- CONNOR.

SORRY, CAROLINE.

THEY JUST LEFT.

YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO DELAY THEM.

I PUT THEM OFF AS LONG AS I COULD.

THE BOY'S NAME IS LUCIEN HOPE.

HIS FRIENDS SAID HE SEEMED TO BE STRUGGLING WITH SOMETHING.

DID THEY SEE ANYTHING?

NO.

MAYBE HE JUST LOST HIS FOOTING.

NO, THE LID'S BEEN LIFTED CLEAN OFF.

WATER PRESSURE?

COULD BE.

RAINFALL'S BEEN BELOW AVERAGE FOR THE MONTH

AND FLOODS DON'T HAPPEN FOR NO REASON

WHICH MEANS THE ANOMALY'S UNDER WATER.

WHERE DOES THIS DRAIN GO?

BACK TO THE CANAL.

SEAL IT OFF AND TELL ABBY AND CONNOR TO MEET US AT THE OTHER END.

OK.

DO YOU THINK HE'S STILL ALIVE?

I DON'T KNOW.

BUT I AIN'T GIVING UP ON HIM UNTIL I KNOW FOR SURE.

WHAT THE HELL IS THAT?

LUCIAN?

STEPHEN, IT'S NOT HUMAN.

LUCIAN.

STEPHEN...

IT CAN ONLY GET OUT INTO THE CANAL.

I'LL HAVE TO SAY SOMETHING TO CAROLINE, YOU KNOW.

IT'S WEIRD, US RUSHING OFF ALL THE TIME.

HERE'S WHAT YOU CAN TELL HER -

STOP COMING TO MY FLAT EVERY FIVE MINUTES.

OUR FLAT.

ALL RIGHT - YOUR FLAT.

WHY IS SHE AT MINE SO MUCH, ANYWAY?

DON'T BE NAIVE, ABBY.

YOU'RE LOOKING AT THE REASON, AREN'T YOU?

NOT MUCH GOING ON THERE, IS THERE?

WE'RE TAKING IT SLOW.

YEAH. SHE IS.

YOU KNOW WHAT - YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU'RE TALKING ABOUT.

WHY DON'T YOU STAY OUT OF IT?

CONNOR? - NO.

I DON'T CARE WHAT YOU THINK. ALL RIGHT?

ABBY, IS THERE ANY WAY OUT OF THIS CANAL?

THE LOCKS ARE CLOSED. IT'S COMPLETELY SEALED.

THEN IT'S STILL IN HERE.

WHAT IS? - I'M NOT SURE.

BUT WE HAVE TO FIND OUT FAST. IT'LL BE DARK IN A FEW HOURS.

JENNY? GO IN THE BOAT WITH ABBY AND CONNOR.

YOU SEE ANYTHING, CALL US.

LET'S GO.

WE'VE SEARCHED FOR HOURS.

WE'LL NEVER SEE ANYTHING IN THIS LIGHT.

WHAT'S THAT OVER THERE?

THERE?

WHERE?

CAN YOU GET US A BIT CLOSER HERE?

LOOKS LIKE SKIN.

YEAH, FROM A MAMMAL.

LOOKS LIKE WHATEVER IT IS JUST SHRUGGED IT OFF.

BACK UP. I SAW SOMETHING.

WHERE?

THAT WAY, PORT, ABOUT 20 METRES.

I SAID PORT.

THIS IS PORT.

STARBOARD, THEN. JUST GO, BEFORE IT DISAPPEARS.

HOW CAN HE STEER IF YOU DON'T KNOW WHICH IS WHICH?

OH...

I'VE LOST IT NOW.

OH, GREAT, GREAT.

GIVE ME A GO.

WHAT CAN YOU SEE THAT I CAN'T?

MAYBE YOU'VE -

FOR HEAVEN'S SAKE

YOU TWO ARGUE LIKE A COUPLE OF KIDS OVER A TOY.

LOOK - OUT OF THE WAY. I'LL DO IT.

JENNY.

JENNY.

WHAT JUST HAPPENED?

I DON'T KNOW. WE MUST HAVE HIT SOMETHING.

COME ON, WE'LL GET YOU OUT.

THAT'S IT, JENNY - SWIM.

CONNOR...

WHAT THE HELL IS THAT?

JENNY. YOU HAVE TO GET OUT OF THE WATER.

QUICKLY.

COME ON, JENNY. YOU'LL BE OK. SWIM.

I CAN'T SWIM.

COME ON. SWIM, JENNY.

YOU HAVE TO HURRY UP, DARLING.

COME ON. YOU'RE GOING TO BE FINE.

SWIM QUICKER. SWIM QUICKER.

COME ON. YOU CAN DO IT. KEEP SWIMMING.

JENNY. - CONNOR.

SWIM.

JENNY, HERE. QUICKLY.

STOP, STEPHEN.

BETTER LATE THAN NEVER.

GET THE BODY BACK TO THE ARC, ASAP.

ROGER THAT.

WHAT WAS THAT THING?

HOW ARE YOU DOING?

THREE MONTHS AGO, MY IDEA OF A LIFE-AND-DEATH ISSUE WAS...

GETTING FRONT-ROW SEATS AT LONDON FASHION WEEK.

HOW D'YOU THINK I'M DOING?

YOU DON'T HAVE TO DO THIS.

YOU KNOW, YOU CAN QUIT.

I THINK I'LL TAKE MY CHANCES.

LOOK, CLAUDIA -

SO SORRY - JENNY.

YOU KNOW WHAT?

YOU SAVED MY LIFE.

SO JUST FOR TONIGHT, YOU CAN CALL ME ANYTHING YOU LIKE.

FOR THE RECORD...

I REALLY HATE THAT NAME.

OK.

DOES YOUR FIANCE KNOW WHAT YOU'RE DOING?

HE KNOWS I'M WORKING FOR THE GOVERNMENT...

THAT'S ALL.

LUCKILY HE'S NOT VERY...

CURIOUS.

NOT ABOUT MY WORK, ANYWAY.

SO WHAT ABOUT YOU?

DO YOU HAVE...SOMEONE?

UM, NO.

I'M NOT PARTICULARLY GOOD AT THAT.

MY WIFE LEFT EIGHT-AND-A-HALF YEARS AGO TO TRAVEL THROUGH THE ANOMALY,

AND THE NEXT WOMAN THAT I LIKED, SHE...

..SHE LEFT.

I DON'T SEEM TO BE A PARTICULARLY ROMANTIC PROPOSITION AT THE MOMENT.

AND ON THAT NOTE, IF YOU'LL EXCUSE ME, I HAVE A DATE WITH A DEAD SHARK.

DO YOU THINK THIS IS WHAT TOOK LUCIEN?

WHAT A TERRIBLE WAY TO DIE.

POOR KID.

YEAH.

BUT WE HAVE TO KNOW FOR SURE.

WAIT A MINUTE.

GOD.

MUSCLE SPASM.

IT'S SOME KIND OF PROBOSCIS.

IT'S A TONGUE COVERED IN TEETH.

PROBABLY USED TO GRAB HIS VICTIMS AND THEN PULL THEM INTO HIS MOUTH.

UNLESS I'VE MISSED MY GUESS, THIS IS THE FUTURE EVOLUTION OF THE SHARK.

LET'S GET THIS DONE.

WE'RE GOING TO HAVE TO CUT IT OPEN.

WOW, THAT'S STRONG.

OH, GOD.

THERE'S NOTHING ELSE LEFT IN ITS STOMACH.

IT'S NOT HIM. HE CAN'T HAVE BEEN DIGESTED BY NOW.

EXACTLY. A SHARK TAKES DAYS TO DIGEST PREY.

LUCIEN WENT MISSING HOURS AGO.

SO, NOT GUILTY?