(GROWLS)
(ROCK MUSIC)
All right. Go, go, go!
Trig! Shane! Sheriff Williams!
Drop the bags, put the hands up.
Drop the bag now.
Put the bag down and your hands up, Shane.
You sure you want to do this?
Huh! Oh!
Run, Trig!
You sure you're OK? Yeah.
I got 'em. OK, I'll call for help.
This is Sheriff Williams over at Trig's shack.
We need back-up. We got runners.
(PANTS)
What are you doing? Hurry up!
Screw you, Shane! You can't tell me what to do!
Chicken! I'm not going down without a fight!
You're crazy! Ha ha!
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
(WATER SPLASHES)
(GROWLING)
Er... Er...
(PANTING)
Agh! (GRUNTS)
Drop the meth and put your hands on your head!
Doesn't have to end like this, OK?
You got him, Farmer?
I got him, Sheriff. Good.
I'm going to go find Shane.
(GROANS)
Ugh! Ugh!
(SNIFFS)
(GROWLS)
Shane?
Come on, man.
Come on. Can we do something here?
We'll see what we can do.
All right.
I'm coming.
(GROWLS)
Agh! (WATER SPLASHES)
Come on, Trig. It doesn't have to be like this.
You're not in your right head. Just tell me where the super lab is.
If I tell you, will you let me go?
You know I can't do that, Trig.
You'll be helping a lot of people.
Like I care.
(GROWLING)
Farmer, look out!
Agh!
Oh! Ha ha!
Ha ha ha! (GROWLING)
(ROCK MUSIC)
Now, I trust that this is enough money
to keep the gator hunt quiet.
Yes, sir. We got him, Mayor Janssen.
I don't care how you do it,
but that gator's got to be gone before the tourists get here.
Yes, sir. Aren't the police actually involved?
We don't need to get into all of that.
It's just another nuisance alligator as we've had before.
It's just a little bit bigger. No problem.
Thank you again for your discretion.
Now, you get back, as always, first round's on me.
All right, get going. You're losing daylight.
(MOTOR RUNS)
Thank you.
Good to see you, son.
Good to see you, Pops.
That's Sheriff Williams to you, Mr Tampa DEA man.
I'm sorry to bring you here under these circumstances.
I was hoping the next time that I see you,
you'd kind of do a little victory lap for all of us
and tell us how you cleaned up Tampa, the Keys,
and Florida, of all the meth labs, including us.
Yeah, well, I'm working on that, Pop.
It just sucks that I got to come back here for this.
Well, I'm sorry I had to bring you back to deal with a gator
of all things, especially since...
Pop, I'm fine, all right? I'm just more sorry about Deputy Farmer.
I know, it's tough, but he was a good cop.
Yeah, he was like family.
If there's a meth lab on this island, I got to find it.
We have found bags of the stuff.
I'm beginning to think it's cartel related.
I'll try to look into it. It's not related to the cartel.
If that was the case, I would have bought the whole cavalry.
Is that all you packed? Where's all your DEA gear?
Pops, we got the same gear that you do, all right?
Come on. We got to get to the mayor's event at Grady's.
That's why I wanted you to get here early.
To convince him to put the island on the dangerous waters alert
until we know what we're dealing with.
I've tried to talk to him. He doesn't listen to me.
Let's go.
Bithlo, your buddy that you used to work with
at the Sweetwater Reptile Ranch?
He's tracking the gator. He's out there with a drone and everything.
No luck yet, but it's just a matter of time.
Yeah, well, no-one knows gators like Bithlo, that's for sure.
You know, Pops, this place never changes.
I can still smell Grady's bar as I was coming in over the water.
I swear that deep fryer never stops.
Yep.
(BIRDS CALL)
Why don't you tell me exactly what we're dealing with
so I know how to handle the mayor?
You think you got a killer gator on meth?
I don't think. I know.
I saw it myself. This thing is massive.
It ate an entire duffel bag full of meth.
How much meth are we talking?
A lot. A big bag.
Swallowed it whole.
By the time I figured out what was going on, it was too late.
There was nothing I could do for Farmer.
(GROWLING)
People are beginning to already arrive for the Memorial Day weekend.
So the sooner we can catch this gator, the better.
The good thing is the last ferry has already arrived,
so you don't have to worry about that.
But if we can catch this gator by tomorrow, we should be OK.
Understood.
So, how's Anna? I mean, I know she used to love
the Memorial Day festivities, so...
She didn't tell you?
She quit the force to go work for Grady.
He was slowing down.
She was insistent that she helped him out.
I'm surprised she didn't tell you.
No, we really don't talk much any more, so...
Hm. Well, you know, her biological father
used to work for a Cuban drug lord years ago,
and it was the Tampa DEA office that busted him.
But that was like middle school.
I don't think she should hold that against you.
I mean, I don't know, Pop.
I'd be upset too if my best friend
joined the same organisation that got my father.
Best friend? I think you're a little more than that.
No, Pop, what I'm saying was that, you know,
she would have wanted this island clean, OK?
And she wouldn't want anyone else to go through that loss either.
I'm glad she's helping Grady though.
She probably still feels like she owes him for adopting her.
That's real sad about the force.
She had a bright future. She still does.
Wait, Pop, did you say that the gator ate a duffel bag full of meth?
Are you sure it's not underwater dead somewhere?
It's probably bloated and rotten off of Hallelujah Pass.
You know, he seemed to actually get stronger.
We couldn't find any evidence of it anywhere.
We had some perps that may have run off with it,
but I'm convinced that gator got its fill.
I mean, sure. That first hit of meth, you know, he felt no pain.
Neurons firing at max, his muscles rigid.
I agree with you. It'll make him real hard to stop.
It's hard to take a human down on meth if you hit them with a Taser.
He would feel incredible euphoria,
invincibility, and then he'd be addicted.
But any animal ingesting that much meth would just OD and die.
You didn't see it.
This isn't just any animal.
We got to round up all that meth on the island before he gets to it.
Or else it could be way worse than that.
I'm talking about induced psychosis. It'll be way more violent, Pops.
I know it's an island, but there's a lot of places to hide.
Finding a meth super lab, taking down a meth-eating gator,
that's a tall order.
That's why you hired an expert.
The mayor wants to keep things quiet.
Memorial Day weekend's a big deal.
Yeah, Pops, you and I both know
that anything dealing with gators and humans never stays quiet.
(BEEP)
(WHIRRING)
(GROWLING)
That is why Sweetwater Point is the best place to be on Memorial Day.
We got food. We got games for the kiddos.
We got plenty of Grady's Dockside Bar And Inn
famous drinks for the grown-ups.
We're going to have a big parade.
The fireworks finale is fired off by Grady himself,
a vet of the US of A.
Hey, look who we have here.
Keeping our beautiful island safe, as always, for families,
the Williams lawmen, back together again.
Happy Memorial Day weekend.
And, as always, first round's on me.
(APPLAUSE)
Mayor Jensen. I have a couple of questions
about what happened on the island last night.
I understand. I understand.
I'm going to have to put that off just for a little bit.
Excuse me, sir. Yeah!
Uh... I'm looking forward to it.
I'm going to call Bithlo and check in,
see if he's spotted anything on that drone of his.
Good idea. If he has seen something, we can make a plan of attack.
OK. Sounds good. Catch you later. See you, Pops.
Bithlo, are you there?
(CRACKLING) I'm here, Sheriff.
What do you got for me? Any luck?
I may have a visual on the gator soon.
Sheriff... (WHIRRING)
This gator is much, much larger than I can handle.
(GROWLING)
(CRACKLING)
(GROWLS)
(GROWLING)
Ohh!
Bithlo, are you there?
Bithlo, answer me. Sheriff, this gator is no joke.
If I had this gator on the ranch,
I would have put him down the same day.
This one is just different, Sheriff.
Just get back here in one piece.
Hey.
What can I get you...Dante?
Hey, Anna. Hey, yourself.
Listen, I just wanted to say...
You wanted to get in on this open tab.
First round goes quick.
Um... Yeah.
I'll take the usual.
Sure. I got you.
Thanks.
There you go. On the mayor.
After that, you have a tab.
You don't want to pay it for me?
OK, I'm sorry. OK.
I thought Tampa would have changed you.
But... You look good.
I'm still the same, I guess.
You look good, too.
I don't know about that.
Well, I do.
Dante?
Boy, is that you?
I am going to hug you right now.
But I smell like bacon grease and motor oil. Is that all right?
It's worth the risk, Grady. Come on. God, boy it's so good to see you!
You look so good.
Holy mackerel! You staying here at the inn?
No, actually I'm staying with my pops.
That's fair enough. I get that. Makes sense, right?
Hey, Sheriff. We all heard about Farmer.
We're sorry about him.
Thank you. We love him.
He was a good man. Good cop.
We're going to do something special for him at the parade.
We're going to do, like, a big tribute.
I'm going to take that gun there and I'm going to do some bang-bang.
Do you have anything bigger?
I got just the thing.
And for the rest of us, I'll make some damn good barbecue.
We're going to celebrate life.
Sheriff, again, I want to offer my sincere condolences about Farmer.
He was a good cop. We want to give him a memorial that he would want.
He loved it here. Yes, he did.
Grady and I were just talking about that.
But, Mr Mayor, if you and I could have a moment, please.
Bithlo has spotted the gator that got Farmer.
It's massive. It's no ordinary gator. We have to get it now.
Yes, of course. Of course we got to get it.
We are going to get it.
Now, listen here, the tourists and the taxpayers
that are coming here this weekend pay good money.
Money that pays your salary, Sheriff.
I understand, Mr Mayor.
I got my people out there getting the gator.
What? Who? Who did you send out in the swamp to get this gator?
Relax, Sheriff. We're all here trying to solve the same situation.
We're on the same team.
My people might not be the expert your Bithlo is.
But you know, they'll get the job done. They're professionals.
(GROWLS)
Quiet!
Let's get back to the boat.
(GROWLING)
Oh, shit! Oh, my God!
Oh, my God! Oh, my God! Get to the damn boat!
(GROWLING)
Get going, get to the boat! Come on!
(PANTING)
Agh!
(GROWLING)
Agh!
Get me outta here! Pull!
Skylar! I'm stuck!
Come on! Come on, help me!
Help me.
(SCREAMS)
(PANTING)
(GRUNTS)
(SCREAMS)
(ROCK MUSIC)
Dante Williams!
Yo!
Good to see you, man. See you too, man.
We'll be working together again, huh?
Just like old times at the gator farm, huh?
Yes, sir.Wow. I never thought I'd see you here again, my friend.
It took a whole gator to bring your ass back to town.
Good to see you, pal. I'm happy to see you too, Bith.
I'm just glad you're in one piece.
Not as glad as I am.
That gator is huge! And he's mad too.
He took down my drone. Damn.
I mean, we obviously ain't messing with an ordinary gator, so...
That animal is a...apex predator.
And he's on meth.
Be quiet. We don't want to let the whole town know.
We're gonna have to get him tonight. We got to be smart about this.
I'm gonna go now. I'm gonna kill it.
OK?
I'm coming too. Whoa. No civilians.
Yeah. We can't risk you getting hurt, Anna.
I have a reason to fight.
I lost my dad to meth.
I'm hardly a civilian, and you know that.
I was the best cop in my class.
And it seems like you need a lot of help.
And as the mayor said, Memorial Day weekend
is what keeps Grady's bar open,
and I have to make sure that stays the same.
This is our island, and we're gonna fight for it.
OK. We need the help.
Just don't get eaten on my watch.
Hey, Dad. Hey, honey.
I'm gonna help Sheriff and Dante with something.
You'll be fine while I'm gone. Yeah. I'll be good.
Where are you going?
Um... Just some town logistics.
Dad, make sure everything goes off without a hitch,
especially this weekend with the parade and everything.
Can you?
OK. OK.
Love you. I love you too.
You be careful with them logistics.
OK, I will.
(ROCK MUSIC)
Hurry up.
I'm coming.
Make room, ladies. I'm coming down.
Cheers. Cheers.
Wow. Couldn't have asked for a better day, huh?
It's hot.
It's perfect for Memorial Day weekend.
For the love of God, Daryl.
Can you just keep packing the kayak?
Or I'm putting you back to blender.
Yeah, yeah.
Oh!
Geez! Daryl!
(GRUNTS)
I got it!
Hey, be careful, Craig.
There's a gator they said has got bags on the radar.
They're always saying stuff like that.
Craig, behind you! (SPLASH)
Oh, shit! (SCREAMING)
(GROWLING)
(PANTING)
Sheriff Williams, we need back-up at the cell tower!
OK, we're on our way.
(SCREAMS)
Did you see that?
(SCREAMING)
We need to get back to Grady's. Hurry!
What are we going to do?
I don't know. I gotta think.
Hey, Dante, you want to see what I found?
Yeah. Look at this.
Is that the gator's tooth?
It is. Isn't that odd?
The whole thing came off just like that.
That never happens, you know?
Even when they fight, it never happens.
It's already showing addictive symptoms.
And soon it's going to feel like it's developing mites.
You know, it's a tactile hallucination called formication.
You know, it starts scratching itself and developing open sores.
But, you know, I've only seen that happen on humans.
Eat a pound of meth...
..speeds up the process.
You know, soon it's going to want more meth,
it's not going to stop until it gets it.
Pops, are you sure those comms towers are fried?
Our radios only go to the station right now.
Without that tower, we have no radio
or cell service to the mainland.
Well, you know, the island's depth,
it makes it approachable only by mid-size boats
and small-size boats.
And the gator recognises the small-size boats right away.
So we're cut off.
There's no way to warn people coming in.
I mean, I want people coming into Dad's bar,
but not if they're lining up to be eaten.
We're going to get rid of that gator.
We need to. I can't get those red eyes out of my mind.
The eyeshine. Tapetum lucidum.
It's a reflective retina.
You know, like cat eyes, but alligators have orange eyes.
They were glowing bright during the day.
That's indicating it's metabolising the Schedule 1 drug.
You know, the meth is reflecting its behaviour. Nothing else.
I know that it's high on meth,
but the sheriff's raid on the meth lab
was in prime gator territory, and we know that.
I mean, I don't want our business to lose money.
But instead of sticking to the swamp, it came all the way to shore.
We can't have it here killing more people.
Anna's right. The gator travelled all the way to the dock.
Yeah, it's probably looking for its next fix.
Its dopamine levels are way out the roof.
That means whatever it's been craving,
it's gonna be replaced by the meth.
So now it's hunting meth like hunting big game?
Exactly. It's going to kill whatever's in its way to get it.
We can't let it have that second chance.
All right, no-one, and I mean no-one,
can be on the water tonight, OK?
Tell the mayor we're sending out a patrol car for a water curfew.
All right, huge fines.
You know, I couldn't help but overhear.
Dad...
You boys say the word, and I'll go downstairs and I'll get
some of that decommissioned stuff from the basement.
Now listen, this weekend is important to me,
but nobody else has to die, you know what I mean?
Dad, how did you figure it out? I didn't want you worrying.
I'm not worried. I mean, you know, I'm a little woohoo, but listen.
No, no, no. That gator's no secret. And I know you love this town.
I couldn't stop you, and she's not going to listen to me anyway, right?
True.
Sheriff, the way I look at it, you're going to need deputies.
The ones you got really ain't no good.
She, right there, deputise her.
Dad...
She should have never left the force.
Not for me, anyway. I can't.
Yes, you can, and you will.
This town needs you more than I do.
Besides, you can come back here and work the bar
after you're done killing...meth gators.
What do you say, Sheriff?
Pops, deputise him too. If you're going to treat him like an officer,
might as well have the right of one.
OK. We need the help.
Anna Wayna Fort, welcome back to the Sweetwater PD.
Thank you, Sheriff Williams.
And Bithlo, that applies to you too.
Hot damn! All right, you guys raise your right hands.
Dad... Oh.
Sorry, I'll make barbecue.
So sorry, Sheriff. Thank you.
All right, that's settled.
We have a date with the mayor. Let's go.
(BAND MUSIC)
(MUSIC STOPS)
Very nice, kids.
Mayor Jensen! Excuse me.
Sheriff, what is going on out there?
I need those comm towers so when the mainlanders show up,
they know exactly what's happening and where during our activities.
And I will never hear the end of it
if I do not have wifi or cell service.
Mayor Jensen, if we don't get those people off the boats
and back on the shore, we're going to have a bloodbath.
I guess you forgot we have a hungry gator on the loose.
You have no jurisdiction here, Dante.
I don't have any jurisdiction.
But I do right by our people on this island.
Well, the people on this island elected me mayor,
so what I say goes.
Now, Sheriff, I saw what happened on the dock
and I know that we've lost four souls.
Four?
I just towed Dwain and Skylar's boat back to the dock,
at least what's left of it.
I was trying to call you for help, but there's no cell service.
I am sorry, I'm sorry about those four people,
but this ain't no ordinary gator.
It ate 50 pounds of meth and it's 30 feet long.
It's extraordinarily unpredictable and extremely dangerous.
Dante, I'm aware it's dangerous.
You are? Because when I left this island,
you just started your first term. I know where you're going with this.
There were problems with the police department
when I left and there's even more problems now.
People are dead! Dead!
And you act like this is only a minor inconvenience.
Something's not adding up.
You tell me.
What's not adding up?
Meth?
You want me to call the DEA every time some kid starts tweaking?
Yeah, what about all the tourists that hear
that Sweetwater Point is a drug den?
What about the people that live here and try to make a living here?
Now, I'm as upset about this as you are, but it's just not that simple.
Mr Mayor, that gator killed my deputy and it's going to kill again.
(EXPLOSION) Whoa!
We better check that out. The gator could have found the meth lab.
Why are you guys wasting your time? You got miles of coastline to cover
and you gotta find that gator by tomorrow.
We're here to do our job. I expect you to do yours.
Look who is here now, aren't you, Dante?
I'm gonna get rid of your meth problem.
After that, I'm gone.
Dante, let's go.
All right, so we gotta tell everyone to be alert, all right?
We gotta find out what that explosion was.
You take care of it, Dante.
I got boats coming tomorrow afternoon.
When those people get here tomorrow afternoon,
I'll make sure they're on the streets.
Now Sheriff, you set up your curfew. We can do without fishing for a day.
At least that's good for my dad. More people are staying at the bar.
Anna, go spread the word through town.
Keep people away from the dock.
Keep them in the bar. Copy that, sir.
Anna, check the inn too, OK?
You did say someone got away from the drug bust?
Trig. Trig. Go see if Trig's at the inn.
If that gator was coming to make a beeline to shore,
there must be some meth on this island.
Gators have like an extremely intense sense of smell, OK?
If they smell the meth, they'll be after it.
They'll find it. You gotta do what he said.
Stay safe, all right? You too.
All right, let's go. All right, let's go.
(GROWLS)
(JAWS-ESQUE MUSIC OF PERIL)
Hey, Dad.
Hey, darling. Dad, did someone check in today?
Like, someone from the town, not a tourist.
Uh, yeah.
Some fellow barged in, demanded a room, and then he cussed me out.
That's not very unusual, right?
That's true too. It is Florida. But no, this guy is different.
He was probably the rudest I ever saw.
I don't know if he was local or not,
but I don't think he was here for my barbecue.
Dad, did he check in today?
Did who check in today? Dad, the guy that you just told me!
Oh. Oh, yeah. He checked in. Why?
OK. I think he has some business with Sheriff.
All right. Oh, Dad. What room?
Uh, 14. OK.
Damn it.
(GROANING AND MUTTERING)
Oh!
Ha ha ha!
Agh! Oh ha ha!
Oh! (MUTTERING)
Are you kidding me with these?
These are beautiful. Excuse me.
Sheriff, what's happening?
I'll tell you what's happening, Mayor. I'm doing my job.
I'm keeping people safe. That's something we should all be doing.
Now, Sheriff, I told you things were going to get complicated.
It's all hands on deck. Be honest with me.
Are you on the take? Huh?
Those drug dealers paying you?
This here's a small island. A private island.
We all know each other's business.
If there was something weird going on, you'd know it.
I'd know it. Isn't that right, Sheriff?
So you go out, you do whatever you need to do.
You get whoever you need to get.
You talk to Grady about whatever he's got in his bunker.
I know you need to take care of the things you need to take care of.
And I'll take care of the things that I need to take care of.
And we'll see who gets that gator first.
(SNIFFING)
(GROWLING)
(SCREAMING)
(GATOR PANTS)
(MUTTERS) Don't eat me!
Whew!
(GROWLING) Hello?
Oh, no, no, no, no!
(SCREAMING)
Hello? What's going on? Open this door!
Sir, this is the police.
Shit!
Guys! It's here!
The gator is here!
Are you OK? Yeah, but it's here.
Take cover, take cover!
(GUNFIRE)
These bullets aren't doing a damn thing!
Aim for the nose. That's the weakest point.
We pissed it off.
It's heading to the swamp.
It'll be twice as hard to kill there.
Come on. Let's go.
Pops, did that meth lab bust on Trig and Shane
give you any leads to the super lab?
That shack was just used by low-level meth distributors.
I've been trying to pinpoint the location
of the super lab for years. No luck.
I had a few leads, but the gator ate them.
I'm telling you, buddy, this gator is not going to OD.
He's going to get stronger,
and if he gets a hold of the stash,
bigger armour, bigger teeth, invincible.
So, if we don't kill it...
If we don't kill it before it gets to the super lab,
then it's going to become unkillable.
We've got to stop it before it gets its next fix.
Let's go. Let's go! Let's go!
If we want any info about the big meth lab,
we need to ingratiate ourselves.
What does that mean?
(CHEERING)
(MUSIC)
You know my friend Tucker?
He said he could vouch for us, right?
I told him I was going to sell him a gator from my farm.
Now, he thinks we're easy money.
All right, now these fights, they're no joke.
They play big, they bet big.
And if you can take a slap or you can slap the hell out of them,
yeah, maybe they'll get you drunk and they won't kill you.
(SHOUTING)
You're not going like that, you look like a bank teller.
Put this on.
Hurry up, hurry.
Look ready, look ready. I'm ready.
(CHEERING)
(SHOUTING)
A hundred proof.
Drink some.
All right.
(COUGHS)
Shit, Bith, you trying to break big or some shit?
Man, my gators got to eat, bro.
You some kind of ringer? Don't like big bets with new people.
Hey man, chill, right?
This is a local boy gone to Tampa, he's just back for the big night.
He still thinks he's the shit.
Listen, if he wins, I'm rich.
If he doesn't, I've lost more in a night of worst.
Whatever you say, Bith.
He's got Buck on deck. Buck?
Listen, you got to extend your arm
all the way to the side, remember?
And the most important thing, keep your feet on the ground.
Keep your feet on the ground. (THUNDER)
Ladies and gentlemen, here we have Buck.
He's big, he's mean, and he likes to knock people out.
Last man to go against Buck got his jaw broken,
not one, not two, but three places.
Folks, give it up for my man Buck!
(CHEERING)
House money on the table.
$5,000 purse.
You're in way over your head, new guy.
Luckily, I'm going to slap it off you.
Buck goes first!
I'm gonna need you to put these in your ears.
Buck, put them in your ears. You know what to do.
Buck goes on two!
(CHEERING)
That was just my warm-up.
You got it, you got this, come on.
Going on three!
Do it.
(SHOUTING)
OK, meat. You pack a punch.
Got some power behind that.
Come on, come on!
Oof!
Come on, come on.
You can do it, I know you can do it, I know you can do it, come on.
You got it, you got this, come on.
Hey, Bucky boy.
How does it feel to know you're about to lose to the new guy?
Bucky boy?
(GRUNTS)
(GASPING)
(LAUGHING)
Buck is not getting up!
We have a new winner!
(BOOING)
How do you do it, bro?
It's because of my metal jaw from the gator attack.
You got quite an arm on you, boy. Full of surprises.
Sorry to take all your money from you.
Shoot, I'd pay twice as much to see that big fella go down.
He's getting a little cocky anyway.
Listen, you seem like you can help me out
with something that I need.
Round these parts, help don't come cheap, my friend.
You take half, I'll take the other half
if you give me what I want.
Well, you have my attention.
I want the meth lab, not the small one or a shed.
Talking about the big one.
It's a good investment.
Tell you what, I'll take you personally
and bright and early tomorrow morning.
Meet you back here at 11.30am.
Think you're up for it?
Enough time to - No.
That's too late.
We go now or this money walks.
All right, look, you can take all of it. The whole thing.
Now you're talking my language.
Let's roll, boys!
(VIOLIN INTRO TO ROCK MUSIC)
I'll take you to the lab.
It's down yonder through the swamp on a little island.
We built a tricky way to get there.
Come on, guys!
You sure we can trust this guy?
Nope. What choice have we got?
What are y'all talking about down there?
Nothing.
Just thought this line was tore down a while ago.
It's very swampy back there.
Yeah, tourists don't use it, but we fixed it up.
Ready?
(GRUNTS) Come on, buckle in, let's go!
(CHUCKLES)
You in? Yeah!
Wait, what's happening? The line stopped. What's going on?
You honestly think I'm going to take you on a tour of a meth lab?
Dante Williams, son of Sheriff Williams, and a DEA agent?
You must think I'm stupid.
You know who I am?
Your pops has been keeping an eye on this operation for months.
We've had eyes on you longer than you know.
OK, you know I got to stop you and I have to protect this island.
All I know is, there ain't no way
I'm letting you anywhere near that lab, man.
Not one chance in hell.
(LAUGHS) If you think five grand
is going to move the needle on me, you're dead wrong.
This lab made me more money in one day than years of work.
Nah.
You're going to die right here. Hey!
No-one can hear the gunshots.
When I put you in the quicksand in Moccasin Wallow,
they aren't ever going to find you.
(GROWLS) Oh, shit!
Agh! You see that?!
Shit! (SHOTS)
Agh! Agh!
Get up! Get up!
(CRUNCHING)
(GROWLING) Where did it go?
Go! Come on!
(GROWLING)
Mr Mayor, you doing alright?
I've been better, Grady.
Well, we've all been better.
The trick is just keeping a level head.
(SCOFFS) A level head.
Huh.
Make it a double.
Mr Mayor, I know we're under lockdown and all that,
but you've had a whole lot to drink. Maybe...
Maybe you ought to take it easy a little bit?
I know what I can and can't do, Grady.
Mr Mayor, I'm not saying - Look, I...
I just sent two people into the swamp.
They got killed. Why did I do that?
I'm doing it because I'm trying to keep this town alive and afloat.
Why can't anyone see that?
Mayor, we see it.
Bill...
We appreciate you, we do.
It just got...complicated.
Yeah.
I'm gonna make things a lot less complicated.
(CAR BEEPS)
Hey, gator!
Come and get your meth!
You think it's gone?
I don't know. Ain't heard or seen anything in a while.
Maybe he's not hungry any more.
Bithlo, we both worked that gator ranch.
When was the last time you haven't seen a hungry alligator?
Fair point. Exactly.
Come on, better get back to the mainland.
Thought we were going to the lab.
Look at this little island, all right? There's nothing on here.
It's probably back at the mainland or something.
I have to agree with you on that one.
I'm not swimming in that water.
To get to the mainland, you understand?
There's no way. Yeah.
All right. Well, listen, boats usually wash up here
after hurricanes, so maybe we can find one.
Well, let's look for something to call for someone, all right?
There's got to be a radio somewhere.
Dante!
Come here, I found something!
Liam, copy, this is Bithlo.
Liam, do you copy?
Yes, I copy.
Hey, come and pick us up in the west side of the island, all right?
We are the west side of the island in the shallow bay.
Come and pick us up. Already on my way.
All right, copy.
Come on, you freak!
We're here! We're over here!
Too afraid to show yourself?
Come here, you son of a bitch!
Mayor!
Sheriff!
Anna, grab the shotgun in front seat.
Son of a bitch!
Did you see that? You hurt him and made him mad.
Sheriff!
Yeah, yeah, I'm good. I'm good.
I think you shot him.
You scared him for sure. Come on, let's go!
We have to go after him while he's weak.
No, no. No, I hurt my leg dodging that damn car.
I don't want you going alone.
Killed Mayor Jensen?
Yeah.
(GROWLING)
He's still moving around.
He must have locked on to something else.
I hope for everybody's sake, it's not the meth lab or...
Or Dante and Bithlo.
Should we warn them?
The best thing we can do is go back, regroup, and arm up.
Let's go to Grady's. OK.
(MOTOR DRONES)
Wait, I see something. Stop the boat!
OK.
I can't believe this. I can't believe -
Shh!
What is it? What is it?
We got to go. Let's get back to Grady's.
We can't stop those people from coming to the shore on those boats.
What we need to do is we can fight to get off this island,
or we can fight to stay on this island.
Look, I was thinking, maybe we try to lure it
to the quicksand in Moccasin Wallow that Tucker was taking us to.
Because we'd be dead.
Quicksand didn't trap the gator last time.
Yeah, no, but Tucker had to be going out there
for a reason, right?
You said there was nothing suspicious
with your satellite photos.
Bithlo, the last 24 hours we've seen nothing on this island.
The only place we haven't checked thoroughly is Moccasin Wallow.
Didn't you say there was waterways to get to there?
Yeah, that's right.
We've had a couple of bad storms.
That makes those areas passable.
Perfect. That's where we'll lure the gator.
OK, OK.
I-I'll take the bar's bell, and I'll ring it like hell.
And I've got some bags of meth that we've captured
from some past raids. We'll use it as bait.
(CHUCKLES) That's perfect.
Alright. Pop, you're gonna go will get the bait.
Bithlo, call Leon to see if the boat's good.
OK. Let's gear up. Come on. Let's do it.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
Hey, uh, Grady,
you got anything back there bigger that we can use?
Yeah, I got something bigger.
No! Wha-?!
I thought you said that RPG wasn't real when we were younger.
Oh, I lied.
Let's kill this thing.
Listen to me, son.
Take care of my daughter.
Yes, sir.
(ENGINE RUMBLES)
With all this quicksand and mud and tides going in and out, Dante,
I don't see how anyone can build a meth lab out here.
You're right. Even if it was camouflaged,
we'd already seen a large structure by now.
Damn it.
Alright, look, this is what we're gonna do, OK?
Bithlo, you're gonna do the gator call.
Pops, shake that meth over the water and lead the gator up in here. OK?
And once we get him in here, we're gonna trap him and flank him.
Anna, you're gonna be on one side, Bithlo, you're on the other.
Alright?
I never thought I'd be using meth to do good.
Guys, watch the banks around this river.
It's quicksand on that side and solid ground on the other.
Oh.
What's that?
(TENSE, FOREBODING MUSIC)
What are you talking about?
There shouldn't be any PVC pipes out here, unless they're attached to something.
There's more. They're everywhere.
It looks like we're standing right in the middle of it.
Guys, I think we just found our super lab.
Could be fish and wildlife.
No. No, there shouldn't be anything manmade out here.
Check it out. Let's open the hatch.
Hold it, hold it. Get low.
Ready? One, two, go.
Oh, my God, we found it.
It's like a football stadium.
(BREATHES SHAKILY)
(FOREBODING MUSIC)
(ELECTRICITY CRACKLES, BUZZES)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
There's gotta be other people down here.
Dad, you gotta call for backup soon.
Woah!
This... This is incredible.
This is it!
Pops.
It's the meth lab you've been looking for for years.
Yeah.
And this is enough meth to turn that alligator
into the worst creature we've ever seen.
You're right there, Williams.
This gator is gonna be out of control if he gets a hold of this.
Bithlo, it looks like it's the ventilation on the wall.
Switch it on for us.
Sure thing.
Man, this place...
it smell like cat piss. (SWITCH CLICKS)
(VENTILATION WHIRRS)
The ventilation in these pipes are amazing.
Whoa!
(TENSE BEAT)
(GASPS)
They asphyxiated.
My guess is, a storm came through and the power got knocked out.
They put on the generator but... the air wasn't circulating.
That's why the gator never went straight for this place.
There was no smell out of the lab.
Dante...
if this place is underground, then it's secure.
Let's just get the gator down here,
lock the door and throw away the key.
No, because if we gave him an unlimited supply of meth,
we don't know how uncontrollable he'll be.
We need to take him out and take him out quick.
We got it?
(WATER SPLASHES)
(GROWLING)
(GROWL ECHOES)
(SNIFFING)
(ROARS)
It's here.
Let's go.
(GROWLING CONTINUES)
(ALL BREATHING SHAKILY)
(GROWLING CONTINUES)
Do you know how to fire that RPG?
I'm DEA, not military.
Hey, Pops. You can take the shot, Dante.
A-Are you sure?
Yeah, I'm too old. These two haven't had the training.
You know where the trigger and the safety are.
We'll figure out the rest. Just aim and fire, one shot.
Make it count, Dante.
Where is it?! It's overwhelmed by the meth.
(DOOR CREAKS)
It's coming!There!Open fire!
(GUNFIRE)
Fire! (RAPID GUNFIRE)
(ROARS)
(GRUNTS)
(ROARS)
Die, you piece of shit!
Dante?
I think I see him.
There it is!
It's dead! But where's Dante?
(BLUES ROCK MUSIC)
Tell Grady we owe him.
Big time. (ALL LAUGH)
And we did it. It's over.
Just in time for the parade and the fireworks.
(MUSIC CONTINUES)
Wow.
Look at you all cleaned up. Mm-hmm.
You look good.
I'm proud of you, son.
You're a credit to the DEA. Thanks, Pops.
I gotta give a thank you to Grady though for the RPG.
(CHUCKLES) Yes.
And Sweetwater Point is back open for business.
I think I want to go back to that lab and skin me some gator.
I want a trophy off that sucker. (ALL CHUCKLE)
What? I don't think you can use that meat.
Don't you want to put it on the barbecue and get everyone tweaking?
You're gonna miss the parade.
Well, man, with everything that happened,
you know, it's just, I want to be alone for a little bit.
I'll be back for the fireworks, OK?
Alright, don't be gone too long. Alright, man.
Alright. (CHUCKLES)
Let's go.
(ENGINE STARTS)
(BLUES ROCK MUSIC)
(MUSIC DROWNS OUT SPEECH)
(MUSIC FADES)
There you are, you bastard.
(BREATHES UNEASILY)
(CRACKLING)
Wait the-?!
Sheriff. (RADIO CRACKLES)
Sheriff, do you copy?
(BRASS BAND PLAYS)
Sheriff! Anybody there?
Do you copy?
(SIREN WHOOPS)
(RADIO CRACKLES)
(BOTH LAUGH SOFTLY)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
The gator's gone.
He's not here!
He's shed. He must be twice as big now.
He's gone!
I'm gonna come for you guys.
(GROWLING)
The gator's here. We gotta warn people.
Run! Run! (PEOPLE SCREAMING)
(SIREN WAILS) Backup. We need backup.
Air Force, National Guard, anybody.
(SCREAMING)
Run!
Almost there. Come on! Almost there.
(SNARLING)
(PEOPLE SCREAMING)
(GATOR ROARS)
(GUNSHOTS CONTINUE)
No! Dad! No!
Dad, get in the car. Get in the car now.
(SCREAMS)
(PANTING)
Dante!
That thing is taking everything.
Our houses, our business.
Where's Sheriff?
Dante? Dante, where's your dad?
Dante, get the hell out of there.
(CLAMOURING)
You think we lost it?
(WHISPERS) No, I don't think so.
Dante.
Dante, where's your dad? Where's your dad?
Listen, no matter what, we got to fight this thing.
Alright?
OK.
What about the fireworks? The barge.
Yes! Yes, a lot of explosiveness.
We can use- There's a lot of them.
The Mayor made sure we have a lot of them.
Let's use that. Yeah, you're right.
Leon, drop Anna off and take me to the fireworks barge.
That's where I'll lure the gator. How? How are you going to do that?
With bait.
Anna, you still got that shirt I wore at the meth lab?
Yeah, yeah, it's at the bar where you left it.
OK, good. I'll take that and I'll shake it out over the water
and I'll lead the gator towards me. And that's when Grady's
gonna blast off the final firework, OK?
Well, hold on. What about you?
Where are you going to be when it hits?
Don't worry about me, alright?
Just get me there.
I'll take all the remaining meth so the gator will be drawn to me...
and no one else.
Here.
Are you good?
I'm good.
Because you're not good to us dead.
Yeah, and that gator ain't good to us alive.
We end this now.
Alright.
Let's go.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC BUILDS)
(SNARLING)
(RADIO BEEPS) Hey, Grady, come in.
Yeah, go for Grady.
Son, we're prepping the fireworks cannon.
Filling it with everything we got.
Once we fire this, you've got to jump out of the way.
It's going to activate dozens and dozens
of massive fireworks near you.
Alright. Listen, when I see him,
I'll give you the signal, alright?
Yeah, copy that.
I know he's close. I can smell it.
(GROWLS)
It's right nearby.
Come on.
(GROWLING)
(RADIO BEEPS) I hear him. He's near you guys.
Why is he coming for us? Baby, he's not coming for us.
(GROWLS) We're just in the way.
Oh, shit! Move! Shit!
(WATER SPLASHES) Baby?
Dante, it's in the water. It's coming for you.
I'll let you know when.
Come on. Come on!
Come on!
You OK? Yeah. Are you?
Oh, shit. Shit. (GUNFIRE)
No. The cannon.
What? Hold on. Hold on. Hold on. Hold on.
Come on! Come on! Come on!
(GUNFIRE CONTINUES)
(GUN CLICKS)
We got to lift this up so we can fire it.
OK, OK.
Alright.Is it good?It's good.
We'll put this on your shoulder
and you're going to blow that alligator.Are you sure?!
Stand up for me.
Come get me! Come to me! Come to me!
Alright. Hold steady. Hold steady. I can't.
Hold steady. Yes, baby. You can. You can.
It's too heavy! It's not heavy, baby.
You can do this. Baby, I got you.
We gotta fire. We gotta fire. I'm here with you.
Hold on. Hold on.
Listen to me. When this thing kicks,
you've got to hold on with everything you've got.
Come on. Come on. Come on.
You understand me? Yes.
Baby? Yes.
You got this. I love you.
Now, Dante.
(SCREAMS)
(YELPS)
(FIREWORKS POPPING)
We did it. We killed the gator!
We did it!We did it! We did it! We did it! Whoo!
We did it! We got you!
Take that!
Whoo! Whoa!
(FIREWORKS POPPING)
Dante?
Come in, Dante.
Dante?
Oh, no.
He's alive.
Follow me, we're gonna get him.
There he is!
I got him.
Grady, give me a hand. Give me a hand!
Come on. Help me. Come on. Come on. Come on.
Grab him. Grab him. Come on. Come on.
Dante! Dante!
Let her work on him. Let her work on him.
Come on.
Take it off.
Dante! Wake up! Come on, man!
Dante!
(CRIES)
Come on, Dante. Dante!
Come on. Come on.
Come on, buddy, come on!
Dante! Come on, Dante.
(COUGHS, SPLUTTERS)
Ah! Yes.
Ha!
(PEACEFUL MUSIC)
(GLASSES CLINKING)
Toast for your Pops.
Saved us all. To the bravest guy I know.
Now we know where you get it.
To Sheriff Williams.
ALL: Sheriff Williams.
And to all those...
who gave their lives saving ours.
I'm pretty sure I'm gonna miss you.
Well, I don't know. I gotta stay for a little bit.
Gotta get Pop's affairs in order,
and I get to work with Stillwater's newest officer.
This means you're coming out of retirement, right, Officer Fort?
(CHUCKLES) Someone's gotta get those gators, don't they?
(CHUCKLES) That's funny.
(BOTH LAUGH)
Look what I found. Hmm?
(POIGNANT MUSIC)
(PEACEFUL MUSIC)
(GROWLING)
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