Shocktopus (2026) Movie Script
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[OMINOUS MUSIC]
[DISTORTED RADIO CHATTER]
[OMINOUS MUSIC]
[DISTORTED RADIO CHATTER]
[MUFFLED HUMMING]
[EERIE MUSIC]
[WHOOSHES]
[BEEPING]
[WHOOSHES]
[DISTORTED RADIO CHATTER]
[WHOOSHING]
AGENT (ON RADIO): We have
a reported object falling
at coordinates 4-7-86.
Relayed information indicates it
is in all probability a meteor.
But it is giving
off returning echoes
of some type of
organic material.
To be safe, I would send
a report to the folks
over at Chariot.
[WHOOSHING]
[WAVES CRASHING]
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]
[KEYBOARD CLACKING]
[MOUSE CLICKING]
[MUFFLED RUMBLING OVERHEAD]
[WHOOSHING]
[SPLASHES]
Oh!
What in the hell was that?
[ELECTRICITY ZAPPING]
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]
[ELECTRICITY ZAPPING]
What in the hell?
[GRUNTS]
[SPLASHING]
[ZAPPING CONTINUES]
[LIGHTNING ZAPPING]
What the hell was that?
Hope it doesn't
screw up my fishing.
It's the end of the world!
[EERIE MUSIC]
[MUFFLED HUMMING]
[ELECTRICITY ZAPPING]
[GROWLS]
[BIRD CHIRPING]
That was the strangest
thing I've ever seen.
[EERIE MUSIC]
[ELECTRICITY ZAPPING]
[WAVES CRASHING]
[OMINOUS MUSIC]
[EERIE MUSIC]
[ELECTRICITY ZAPPING]
[LIGHTNING ZAPS]
[GROWLS]
[TELEPHONE RINGING]
Imperial Seaside
Resort, front desk.
Yes, Mrs. Peabody.
Of course, I remember.
Room 227.
Yes, I did see it.
No.
No, I don't know what it was.
Well, could've been
a falling star, yeah.
[CHUCKLES] Enjoy your stay.
Yep, absolutely nothing wrong.
Bye-bye.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]
[WAVES CRASHING]
[MUFFLED GROWLING]
[ROARS] [GROWLING]
[THEME MUSIC]
[OMINOUS MUSIC]
[MUFFLED HUMMING]
[SPLASHING]
[GROWLS]
[OMINOUS MUSIC]
This damn rig is falling
apart at the seams.
[WATER SPLASHES]
[GROWLING]
[ELECTRICITY ZAPPING]
[RIG RATTLING]
[OMINOUS MUSIC]
Now, what the hell was that?
[LIGHT DRAMATIC MUSIC]
[GROWLING]
[SCREAMING]
[FLESH SQUELCHING]
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
[FLAMES CRACKLING]
[WAVES CRASHING]
[BIRD CHIRPING]
[FOREBODING MUSIC]
[BURPS]
Look, Rockford,
I've been telling you
for the last three days, I don't
have any money to give you.
Not even a quarter or a dime?
I'm starving.
Hang on.
Ooh, thanks.
What's that?
Advice.
Go find yourself a job.
[BIRD CHIRPING]
I wonder what's
going on out there.
Looks like a drowning victim.
That happens here all the time.
ROCKFORD: Did you happen to
see that bolt of lightning
shooting down into
the ocean yesterday?
Yeah, who could miss it?
Scared away all the fish.
It's probably a
meteor or something.
But it's ruining my vacation.
Well, the water was churning.
And then a big
stream of lightning
came shooting up
through the sky!
You're pretty observant for
someone who has blurry vision
most of the time.
It must have been a sea serpent
avenging God for all our sins.
Well, then, you better
be the first one in line.
Don't you have a date with
a dumpster or somethin'?
And there's this big
mound on the beach,
like something enormous
came to the shore.
It could be anything.
It must have been something
castrophatalisis going on,
like in some kind of...
something going on.
Because I can't understand
a damn word you say.
Look, I've got fishing
to do, if you don't mind.
And I've gotta prove to my wife
I was doing somethin', so...
[BIRD CHIRPING]
Pucker head!
[OMINOUS MUSIC]
CLERK: No, no, no, no,
the hotel is not closed.
Yep, we are open and
operating normally.
Well, of course, it's safe.
You don't need to
cancel your reservation.
Everything is fine.
The authorities think it
was just a falling star.
The rig disaster?
An isolated incident.
They think it was an explosion.
Mm-hmm.
No.
No.
We are not being invaded by
little green men from Mars.
Uh-huh.
Of course, I'll hold
your reservation.
Uh-huh.
Yeah.
OK.
We'll see you soon.
Bye-bye.
Ugh!
Everyone thinks
the sky is falling.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]
[ELECTRICITY ZAPPING]
There is something strange
going on out there.
[ELECTRICITY ZAPPING]
[GROWLING]
[LIGHT DRAMATIC MUSIC]
[BEEPING]
Gentlemen, as agents
of Project Chariot,
you have been called
here today to be briefed
on some unexplainable events
that have recently unfolded off
the shores of North Carolina.
Two days ago, an object fell
from space and into the ocean.
Normally, this isn't an issue.
Fragments of rock fall
from space every day
without incident.
This one is different.
A sharp spike in
electrical phenomena
began immediately
after touchdown.
And our tracking gave us
intel that this asteroid had
a separate mass attached to it,
most likely alien in nature.
At 1400 hours, an
oil rig was attacked
by force or forces unknown.
There were no survivors.
And the rig was decimated.
We ruled out an
explosion, as it appeared
to be crushed by something
from the outside inward.
A body from the rig
washed up on shore.
It was completely burnt,
electrified, and contained
strange animal markings on it.
Also discovered was
a slimy substance
often found in marine life.
So, gentlemen, we have
a mystery on our hands.
Your mission is to find out
just what the hell is going on
before we have a nationwide
panic on our hands.
A room at the Imperial Seaside
Resort has been arranged.
Pose as tourists, and relay
all information back to me.
That is all.
And good luck.
[LIGHT DRAMATIC MUSIC]
What do you think, Pickford?
Meadows, doesn't
matter what we think.
We have a job to do.
A few days at the beach
doesn't sound too bad.
Don't forget our mission.
The brass must be concerned
at the highest level,
or they wouldn't
be sending us out
on something seemingly
trivial as a fallen meteor.
Still, a few days at the beach.
Time's wasting.
Let's get a move on.
[WAVES CRASHING]
[LIGHT SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]
[PHONE RINGING]
Hello?
Yes, dear.
Yes, dear.
Yes, dear.
No, everything's fine.
I'm OK.
Yeah, it was on the news.
I saw it myself happen.
Meteor crashed right out
of the sky into the water.
No.
Everything's OK, but...
[OMINOUS MUSIC]
Hello?
Are you there?
[RADIO STATIC]
Hello?
Hello?
Oh, piece of crap!
[ELECTRICITY ZAPPING]
[GROWLING]
[LIGHT SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]
Rockford, don't do that.
You nearly gave
me a heart attack.
Well, I'm sorry to
scare you, Mr. March.
It's OK.
Just... just don't do it again.
Did you happen to see that?
The lights from the ocean?
Yeah, I saw it.
No, that thing!
What thing?
You're drunk.
I am not drunk.
I am sober until next Tuesday.
[LIGHT DRAMATIC MUSIC]
Came from the ocean.
What did?
That thing!
You gotta be more
descriptive than that.
What did it look like?
Oh, it had a big, big
red eyes and testicles
as long as the battleship.
Now I know you're drunk.
Look, why don't you go
get a cup of coffee,
sober up, and in the morning,
all your monsters will be gone?
Oh, you don't
have to believe me.
You'll find out.
Great.
I'll remember that when I'm
wrapped up in its testicles,
screaming my last breath.
You do that.
You do that!
[LIGHT DRAMATIC MUSIC]
I know you're out there.
I can see you.
[WAVES CRASHING]
Really?
A flamethrower?
It gets cold at the
beach this time of year.
How far away is this place?
About a 10-hour drive.
Is there a CD player on board?
No.
[ENGINE STARTS]
[LIGHT DRAMATIC MUSIC]
Well, hello, Mr. March.
How's the fishing?
We have the best on the coast.
Not too good, but
thanks for asking.
You know, everything
was going great
till that meteor
crashed into the water.
Now I can't get a bite.
Oh, well, I'm
sorry to hear that.
I'm sure things
will pick back up.
You know, that meteor
crash has a lot
of folks worried over nothing.
Oh, and another thing.
Yes?
That crazy drunk Rockford, who's
always wandering
around here, I'd
keep an eye on
him if I were you.
Hmm?
He's harmless enough.
Has he done something?
Not to me.
But he's spouting off
stuff that could be
really bad for your business.
Such as?
He keeps saying there's
a tentacled creature out
in the surf, and it's gonna
come out and kill us all.
Oh.
Yes.
Well, that would be something
that would stir our guests up.
If I see him, I'll deal with it.
If it were me, I'd call the
cops and have him arrested.
He is a nuisance.
Well, thanks for
letting me know.
OK, have a good evening.
You as well.
Ugh!
Damn it!
That's just what I needed.
[SIGHS]
Well, it looks clear now.
He'll show up sooner
or later when he does.
[LIGHT SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]
Pretty scenery.
Yes.
It appears that way.
PICKFORD (VOICE OVER):
Project Chariot.
We've both been a part
of it for 15 years.
Most assignees
come and go, bored
with the unknown
and often fruitless
efforts of our assignments.
Myself and Meadows,
though, we've seen it all.
Those alien chestbursters
in that film?
All true.
Saw it myself firsthand.
Roswell?
Totally true.
That alien is still
alive and well.
I played cards with
it few times when I
was assigned to watch over it.
That thing loves ice cream.
Pinches all the
ladies' asses too.
I have an open mind about UFOs,
Bigfoot, the Loch Ness Monster,
and ghosts.
This assignment we're
on, I have a feeling...
a feeling this might
be the big one.
We'll see.
Could turn out to
be a lost school
of tuna at the end of the day.
I'm starving.
Can we get a bite to eat?
Sustenance is important.
You paying?
[OMINOUS MUSIC]
Manna from heaven!
[BIRD CHIRPING]
What is this stuff?
[GROWLING]
[GROWLING]
[ELECTRICITY ZAPS]
[GROWLING CONTINUES]
[ELECTRICITY ZAPPING]
[MUFFLED GROWLING]
[ROARING]
[LIGHT DRAMATIC MUSIC]
I gotta warn everybody.
I gotta tell everybody
about the creature.
Wait a minute.
They're not gonna
believe a drunk.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]
Good evening.
Hey, would you mind
doing me a favor?
Sure.
I'm gonna go out and
do some night fishing,
and my phone is on the blink.
If my wife happens to
call, could you just
give her a message
and tell her I'll
give her a ring in
the morning when I
get my phone straightened out?
Yeah.
If she rings, I'll do just that.
Thanks.
Hey, maybe I'll catch
Rockford's sea monster,
and we'll all be famous.
At this point, it
couldn't hurt business.
Good luck fishing.
Good night.
See ya.
[OMINOUS MUSIC]
[FOREBODING MUSIC]
Get out of my way, Rockford.
I'm gonna go night fishing.
No!
No!
I know you think
I'm a crazy drunk.
But I saw it again...
the beast.
I don't think
you're a crazy drunk.
I know you're a crazy drunk.
Now, scram!
You'll be sorry.
I already am.
The fishing here stinks,
and so do your stories.
Now, if you'll excuse me.
Don't say I didn't warn you.
He looked suspicious.
Noted.
The weapons?
Leave them for now.
We need some rest before
we begin operations.
Remember, look as
inconspicuous as possible.
I think we are well undercover.
[WHIMSICAL MUSIC]
Can I help you two gentlemen?
We have reservations.
OK.
Name, please?
Smith.
Jones.
OK.
[KEYBOARD CLACKING]
The computer actually confirms
that... a reservation for a Mr.
Smith and a Mr. Jones.
[SIGHS] You guys are
feds, aren't you?
It's that obvious?
Painfully.
So much for being inconspicuous.
Well, it's no sweat off my back.
Even secret agents
need to sleep.
We're not secret agents.
We work for Project Chariot.
We're here investigating
strange phenomena.
We'll get straight to the point.
Have there been any strange
phenomena going on here?
Well, sort of.
Please explain.
It's very important.
You guys don't waste
any time, do you?
We would like to
close this case fast
so we can enjoy free
time on the beach.
That's not true.
We didn't even bring our suits.
I brought mine.
Information.
You asked me about information.
Yes.
[SIGHS] Well, I don't know.
Is there, like, reward money?
No.
Well, that sucks!
Do you know how hard it is
to make a living these days?
The information, ma'am?
[SIGHS] Well, you probably
know about the meteor crashing
and the strange
lights over the shore.
And our town drunk says
there's a sea monster.
The man that was running away
from us in the parking lot?
Could be a good lead.
We'll get on it immediately.
CLERK: Uh, you forgot your key.
Great.
More weirdos!
[WAVES CRASHING]
[OMINOUS MUSIC]
[GROWLS]
[ELEVATOR BEEPS]
The strange lights
and sea serpent
are interesting new
bits of information.
Very interesting.
A town drunk may not
be a solid foundation
of credible information.
True.
[ELEVATOR BEEPS]
[WAVES CRASHING]
[WHIMSICAL MUSIC]
[OMINOUS MUSIC]
Come on, fishies.
Tonight's my lucky night.
[OMINOUS MUSIC]
[MUFFLED GROWLING]
[WAVES CRASHING]
[ELECTRICITY ZAPS]
[GROWLING]
What the...
[ELECTRICITY ZAPS]
[SCREAMING]
[ELECTRICITY ZAPPING]
[MUFFLED GROWLING]
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]
[TELEPHONE RINGING]
Imperial Seaside
Resort, front desk.
How can I help you?
Oh, hi, Mrs. March!
Yes!
Yes, he left a message at
the front desk for you.
Everything's fine.
He said his phone
wasn't working right.
And he just left here
about an hour ago
to do some night
fishing off of our pier.
Mm-hmm.
Yes.
Uh-huh.
He said he'd call
you in the morning.
OK.
You're welcome.
Yeah.
Bye-bye.
On top of everything else,
I'm everyone's secretary.
[LIGHT DRAMATIC MUSIC]
Well, good.
Everything looks like
it's back to normal.
[ELECTRICITY ZAPPING]
[GROWLING]
[LIGHT DRAMATIC MUSIC]
[LIGHT UPBEAT MUSIC]
Ready?
Ready.
We'll do a sensor scan of the
beach where the body was found,
then look for radioactive
traces of space particles.
Sounds like a plan.
Happy monster hunting.
[SCOFFS]
[BEEPING]
[BEEPING]
[BEEPING]
[BEEPING]
[BEEPING]
[BEEPING]
[BEEPING]
[BEEPING]
Findings?
Tracing high levels
of radioactivity.
Only that would
be an outer space.
Could be from the meteor.
Yes, but not here on the sand.
I would suspect out in the
sea, where the meteor fell.
My sonar scan detected
something large, very large,
moving offshore to the south.
School of fish?
Unlikely.
This device is calibrated to
sense the patterns of fish
and not register.
It was definitely something
large and non-man-made.
[BEEPING]
MEADOWS: Getting a reading.
This way.
[SONAR CONTINUES BEEPING]
PICKFORD: This doesn't look
like a worker from the rig.
Looks like a dead body.
Recent.
Within the last 24 hours.
We'd better have
the beach closed.
Yes.
We don't want to
take any chances.
[LIGHT UPBEAT MUSIC CONTINUES]
CLERK: No, Mrs. March.
I haven't seen your husband.
And we even went to
his room to check.
I didn't notice if he came
back early last night or not.
He also could have left early.
He could have gone to breakfast
and passed by unnoticed.
No, his phone wasn't
working, remember?
I'm sure everything
is going to be...
[WHIMSICAL MUSIC]
In all probability,
her husband is dead.
We found a male, mid-50s,
appeared to be fishing, stone
cold, lying on the shore.
More bad news.
We're ordering the beach
closed for everyone's safety.
[STUTTERS]
[SIGHS] Um, Mrs. March?
About your husband.
[LIGHT SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]
[ELECTRICITY ZAPPING]
CORONER: Well, gentlemen,
this man clearly died
from electrical shock.
I'd say not very long ago.
So he's not in the same
time frame as the rig disaster
victims?
CORONER: Goodness, no.
This man has barely
been dead for 24 hours.
That occurred many days ago.
And I looked at all the
bodies recovered so far.
Anything unusual
about the bodies?
Well, yes.
Such as?
They've all been badly burned.
Terribly so.
Uncharacteristic
of a simple fire,
they also had traces of
a mucous-type substance
on them and in their lungs.
Interesting.
CORONER: Also, they all
bear these same markings.
What could cause these markings?
If I'm not mistaken,
those are tentacle marks
left by the death
grip of an octopus.
If he was killed by an
octopus, how did he get baked?
I don't know.
The two may be
separate incidents,
meaning the man died
by electrocution at sea
and fell in, then was grabbed
by the octopus afterwards.
I find it highly
unusual that two bodies
would have similar markings.
What are you getting at?
The man was killed
by the octopus,
electrocuted, and then crushed.
Things are starting
to make sense.
That's ridiculous.
There are no such
species alive that
can emit an electrical shock,
let alone one with enough force
to do this type of damage.
Maybe a very large octopus.
From outer space.
Outer space?
Have you two been out
in the sun too long?
This is our job.
We know what
we're talking about.
Thank you for your time.
CORONER: Cause of
death... electrocution
and severe abdominal crushing
by an octopus from outer space.
[WAVES CRASHING]
[FOREBODING MUSIC]
I know you're out there!
You can't hide!
I saw you!
[MUFFLED GROWLING]
Show yourself!
Come on out!
[WATER SPLASHING]
[SCREAMING]
[CONTINUES SCREAMING]
[MUFFLED GROWLING]
Oh, there you are,
you slimy bastard!
[SCREAMING]
[ELECTRICITY ZAPS]
[MUFFLED GROWLING]
[WATER SPLASHING]
[LIGHT SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]
[WHOOSHING]
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
The facts.
All the bodies show
signs of electrocution,
octopus secretion,
and bodily crushing.
Clearly, the work of an
enormous electrified cephalopod.
A what?
Octopus.
That's what I thought you said.
We both agree a giant octopus
didn't fall from the sky?
Improbable.
But what is the
meteor's connection?
Unless...
Are you thinking
what I'm thinking?
Yes.
What am I thinking?
A life form was attached
to the meteor that,
after crashing into the sea,
absorbed the octopus, causing it
to grow large and electrified.
Shocktopus!
Let's go back to the beach
to investigate further.
[LIGHT DRAMATIC MUSIC]
CLERK: Remember,
the beach's closed!
Even the men in black!
[SONAR BEEPING]
[BEEPING]
[BEEPING]
[SONAR CONTINUES BEEPING]
[INTENSE BEEPING]
[GROWLING]
It appears we were right!
[GROWLING]
You are correct.
What do we do?
Run!
[ELECTRICITY ZAPPING]
[GROWLING]
We should inform our superiors.
This is one for the
Project Chariot record books.
[LIGHT DRAMATIC MUSIC]
Code 86.
I repeat, code 86.
Yes, I'll hold.
Yes, sir.
Agent Meadows and Pickford
report a positive on the ocean
anomaly.
An electrified space squid.
What do I suggest?
To avert a panic, we
recommend a scuba team
go under and assault it with
weapons from beneath the ocean's
surface.
Yes, sir.
Hey, hey, guys, guys!
Guys, guys!
What is going on here?
My guests demand to know.
I demand to know.
Everything is under control.
Nothing to see here.
CLERK: Wait.
[SCOFFS] Morons!
They're up to something.
[LIGHT DRAMATIC MUSIC]
[WAVES CRASHING]
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
Commence Operation Shocktopus!
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
[GROWLING]
[MUFFLED GROWLING]
What are their
chances of success?
We'll know in a few minutes.
[EERIE MUSIC]
[GROWLING]
[ELECTRICITY ZAPPING]
[SCREAMING]
[SCREAMING]
[ELECTRICITY ZAPPING]
[SCREAMING]
[ELECTRICITY ZAPS]
[SCREAMING]
The assault failed.
We need heavier reinforcements.
There's a Naval base nearby.
I would suggest carpet
bombing the whole area
with massive explosives.
Yes.
Even an octopus from outer
space couldn't withstand that.
Get me the US Navy.
Project Chariot, code red.
[HORN BLARES]
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
[MISSILES WHOOSHING]
Let's take a closer look.
[LIGHT DRAMATIC MUSIC]
(DISTORTED VOICE) Do you
know the power of the beach?
Step out of the way.
(DISTORTED VOICE)
It came from the stars
and landed to the Earth.
Back down!
(DISTORTED VOICE) I
can't let you destroy it.
[GROWLS]
[GUN FIRES]
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]
Let's report this thing.
One space octopus destroyed,
an assistant right behind it.
[LIGHT DRAMATIC MUSIC]
[OMINOUS MUSIC]
[MUFFLED GROWLING]
[WHOOSHING]
[ELECTRICITY ZAPPING]
[LIGHT DRAMATIC MUSIC]
[ELECTRICITY ZAPPING]
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
[KEYBOARD CLACKING]
[WHIMSICAL MUSIC]
You two finished
sunbathing already?
The danger is over.
Everyone is safe now.
[SCOFFS] What are
you talking about?
What danger?
You two skulk around here in
top-secret mode all day long,
and you're just now telling
me that there was a crisis
and that it's over?
Yes, that's exactly
what we're saying.
Great, just great.
You mind filling me in?
MEADOWS: We just dispatched a
killer octopus from outer space.
It was responsible
for all the killings.
And the town drunk, he's dead.
Again.
[WHIMSICAL MUSIC CONTINUES]
[CHUCKLES] This
is a joke, right?
Of course.
Just a joke.
Have a great evening.
We'll be checking
out in the morning.
The sooner, the better.
An octopus from outer space.
[SCOFFS] Those
dudes are whacked!
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
[KEYBOARD CLACKING]
[MUFFLED GROWLING]
Yes, sir.
The space anomaly
has been terminated.
The danger is over.
And the world is
safe once again.
Pickford and I
will file a report.
Yes, sir, immediately.
Space octopus, case closed.
Thank you.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
Ah!
Well, here's Rockford
now, alive and kicking.
I knew those feds
were full of crap.
Hey, use the bathroom
and get out of here.
And don't piss on
the floor this time.
Ugh!
Stupid drunk.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC CONTINUES]
[GROWLING]
Meadows, you better
come here for a minute.
[GROWLING]
[ELECTRICITY ZAPS]
Uh-oh!
[GROWLING]
[ELECTRICITY ZAPPING]
[SCREAMING]
Weapons!
[GROWLING]
Now what's going on?
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
What?
When...
[GROWLS]
(SCARED) What?
[GROWLING]
No!
[SCREAMING]
[ELECTRICITY ZAPS, GLASS
SHATTERS]
[GROWLING]
[GUN FIRING]
Eat lead, space scum!
[GUN FIRING]
[MUFFLED GROWLING]
[GROWLING]
[ELECTRICITY ZAPPING]
[GUN FIRING]
[SHOCKTOPUS ROARING]
(DISTORTED VOICE) I will
sacrifice them to you,
oh, great space amoeba.
[GUN FIRES]
He's still alive!
[SHOCKTOPUS ROARING]
I'll take him.
You get the space octopus.
[GUN FIRING]
[ELECTRICITY ZAPPING]
[ELECTRICITY ZAPPING]
[GUN FIRING]
[GROWLING]
Go there!
[SCREAMING, THUDS]
[MUFFLED GROWLING]
[GUN FIRING]
We need the flamethrowers.
It's in the car.
Then let's go get them.
[SCREECHING]
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
[MUFFLED GROWLING]
You're all set.
Deep fry that thing!
[FLAME WHOOSHES]
[GROWLING]
I'm gonna drag this
thing back to the ocean!
[GROWLING CONTINUES]
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
[SHOCKTOPUS SCREAMING]
We did it.
For now.
[SIREN WAILING]
[MUFFLED GROWLING]
[LIGHT DRAMATIC MUSIC]
That space octopus might
be down, but it's not out.
We have to deal
with it here and now.
Fire is its weakness.
We'll need more than fire alone.
The bombs!
The bombs!
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]
We are clear on the plan?
It comes ashore, we position
ourselves in a pincer movement,
then use the flamethrowers to
drive it towards the bombs.
Keep it from escaping
into the ocean.
It shall be
destroyed in no time.
[WATER SPLASHES]
[GROWLING]
[FLAME WHOOSHES]
[SHOCKTOPUS GROWLING]
All right, let's dance!
[FLAME WHOOSHES]
[ELECTRICITY ZAPPING]
[ETHEREAL MUSIC]
[MUFFLED GROWLING]
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
[OMINOUS MUSIC]
[GROWLING]
[ELECTRICITY ZAPPING]
[SHOCKTOPUS GROWLING]
[THEME MUSIC]
[OMINOUS MUSIC]
[DISTORTED RADIO CHATTER]
[OMINOUS MUSIC]
[DISTORTED RADIO CHATTER]
[MUFFLED HUMMING]
[EERIE MUSIC]
[WHOOSHES]
[BEEPING]
[WHOOSHES]
[DISTORTED RADIO CHATTER]
[WHOOSHING]
AGENT (ON RADIO): We have
a reported object falling
at coordinates 4-7-86.
Relayed information indicates it
is in all probability a meteor.
But it is giving
off returning echoes
of some type of
organic material.
To be safe, I would send
a report to the folks
over at Chariot.
[WHOOSHING]
[WAVES CRASHING]
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]
[KEYBOARD CLACKING]
[MOUSE CLICKING]
[MUFFLED RUMBLING OVERHEAD]
[WHOOSHING]
[SPLASHES]
Oh!
What in the hell was that?
[ELECTRICITY ZAPPING]
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]
[ELECTRICITY ZAPPING]
What in the hell?
[GRUNTS]
[SPLASHING]
[ZAPPING CONTINUES]
[LIGHTNING ZAPPING]
What the hell was that?
Hope it doesn't
screw up my fishing.
It's the end of the world!
[EERIE MUSIC]
[MUFFLED HUMMING]
[ELECTRICITY ZAPPING]
[GROWLS]
[BIRD CHIRPING]
That was the strangest
thing I've ever seen.
[EERIE MUSIC]
[ELECTRICITY ZAPPING]
[WAVES CRASHING]
[OMINOUS MUSIC]
[EERIE MUSIC]
[ELECTRICITY ZAPPING]
[LIGHTNING ZAPS]
[GROWLS]
[TELEPHONE RINGING]
Imperial Seaside
Resort, front desk.
Yes, Mrs. Peabody.
Of course, I remember.
Room 227.
Yes, I did see it.
No.
No, I don't know what it was.
Well, could've been
a falling star, yeah.
[CHUCKLES] Enjoy your stay.
Yep, absolutely nothing wrong.
Bye-bye.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]
[WAVES CRASHING]
[MUFFLED GROWLING]
[ROARS] [GROWLING]
[THEME MUSIC]
[OMINOUS MUSIC]
[MUFFLED HUMMING]
[SPLASHING]
[GROWLS]
[OMINOUS MUSIC]
This damn rig is falling
apart at the seams.
[WATER SPLASHES]
[GROWLING]
[ELECTRICITY ZAPPING]
[RIG RATTLING]
[OMINOUS MUSIC]
Now, what the hell was that?
[LIGHT DRAMATIC MUSIC]
[GROWLING]
[SCREAMING]
[FLESH SQUELCHING]
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
[FLAMES CRACKLING]
[WAVES CRASHING]
[BIRD CHIRPING]
[FOREBODING MUSIC]
[BURPS]
Look, Rockford,
I've been telling you
for the last three days, I don't
have any money to give you.
Not even a quarter or a dime?
I'm starving.
Hang on.
Ooh, thanks.
What's that?
Advice.
Go find yourself a job.
[BIRD CHIRPING]
I wonder what's
going on out there.
Looks like a drowning victim.
That happens here all the time.
ROCKFORD: Did you happen to
see that bolt of lightning
shooting down into
the ocean yesterday?
Yeah, who could miss it?
Scared away all the fish.
It's probably a
meteor or something.
But it's ruining my vacation.
Well, the water was churning.
And then a big
stream of lightning
came shooting up
through the sky!
You're pretty observant for
someone who has blurry vision
most of the time.
It must have been a sea serpent
avenging God for all our sins.
Well, then, you better
be the first one in line.
Don't you have a date with
a dumpster or somethin'?
And there's this big
mound on the beach,
like something enormous
came to the shore.
It could be anything.
It must have been something
castrophatalisis going on,
like in some kind of...
something going on.
Because I can't understand
a damn word you say.
Look, I've got fishing
to do, if you don't mind.
And I've gotta prove to my wife
I was doing somethin', so...
[BIRD CHIRPING]
Pucker head!
[OMINOUS MUSIC]
CLERK: No, no, no, no,
the hotel is not closed.
Yep, we are open and
operating normally.
Well, of course, it's safe.
You don't need to
cancel your reservation.
Everything is fine.
The authorities think it
was just a falling star.
The rig disaster?
An isolated incident.
They think it was an explosion.
Mm-hmm.
No.
No.
We are not being invaded by
little green men from Mars.
Uh-huh.
Of course, I'll hold
your reservation.
Uh-huh.
Yeah.
OK.
We'll see you soon.
Bye-bye.
Ugh!
Everyone thinks
the sky is falling.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]
[ELECTRICITY ZAPPING]
There is something strange
going on out there.
[ELECTRICITY ZAPPING]
[GROWLING]
[LIGHT DRAMATIC MUSIC]
[BEEPING]
Gentlemen, as agents
of Project Chariot,
you have been called
here today to be briefed
on some unexplainable events
that have recently unfolded off
the shores of North Carolina.
Two days ago, an object fell
from space and into the ocean.
Normally, this isn't an issue.
Fragments of rock fall
from space every day
without incident.
This one is different.
A sharp spike in
electrical phenomena
began immediately
after touchdown.
And our tracking gave us
intel that this asteroid had
a separate mass attached to it,
most likely alien in nature.
At 1400 hours, an
oil rig was attacked
by force or forces unknown.
There were no survivors.
And the rig was decimated.
We ruled out an
explosion, as it appeared
to be crushed by something
from the outside inward.
A body from the rig
washed up on shore.
It was completely burnt,
electrified, and contained
strange animal markings on it.
Also discovered was
a slimy substance
often found in marine life.
So, gentlemen, we have
a mystery on our hands.
Your mission is to find out
just what the hell is going on
before we have a nationwide
panic on our hands.
A room at the Imperial Seaside
Resort has been arranged.
Pose as tourists, and relay
all information back to me.
That is all.
And good luck.
[LIGHT DRAMATIC MUSIC]
What do you think, Pickford?
Meadows, doesn't
matter what we think.
We have a job to do.
A few days at the beach
doesn't sound too bad.
Don't forget our mission.
The brass must be concerned
at the highest level,
or they wouldn't
be sending us out
on something seemingly
trivial as a fallen meteor.
Still, a few days at the beach.
Time's wasting.
Let's get a move on.
[WAVES CRASHING]
[LIGHT SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]
[PHONE RINGING]
Hello?
Yes, dear.
Yes, dear.
Yes, dear.
No, everything's fine.
I'm OK.
Yeah, it was on the news.
I saw it myself happen.
Meteor crashed right out
of the sky into the water.
No.
Everything's OK, but...
[OMINOUS MUSIC]
Hello?
Are you there?
[RADIO STATIC]
Hello?
Hello?
Oh, piece of crap!
[ELECTRICITY ZAPPING]
[GROWLING]
[LIGHT SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]
Rockford, don't do that.
You nearly gave
me a heart attack.
Well, I'm sorry to
scare you, Mr. March.
It's OK.
Just... just don't do it again.
Did you happen to see that?
The lights from the ocean?
Yeah, I saw it.
No, that thing!
What thing?
You're drunk.
I am not drunk.
I am sober until next Tuesday.
[LIGHT DRAMATIC MUSIC]
Came from the ocean.
What did?
That thing!
You gotta be more
descriptive than that.
What did it look like?
Oh, it had a big, big
red eyes and testicles
as long as the battleship.
Now I know you're drunk.
Look, why don't you go
get a cup of coffee,
sober up, and in the morning,
all your monsters will be gone?
Oh, you don't
have to believe me.
You'll find out.
Great.
I'll remember that when I'm
wrapped up in its testicles,
screaming my last breath.
You do that.
You do that!
[LIGHT DRAMATIC MUSIC]
I know you're out there.
I can see you.
[WAVES CRASHING]
Really?
A flamethrower?
It gets cold at the
beach this time of year.
How far away is this place?
About a 10-hour drive.
Is there a CD player on board?
No.
[ENGINE STARTS]
[LIGHT DRAMATIC MUSIC]
Well, hello, Mr. March.
How's the fishing?
We have the best on the coast.
Not too good, but
thanks for asking.
You know, everything
was going great
till that meteor
crashed into the water.
Now I can't get a bite.
Oh, well, I'm
sorry to hear that.
I'm sure things
will pick back up.
You know, that meteor
crash has a lot
of folks worried over nothing.
Oh, and another thing.
Yes?
That crazy drunk Rockford, who's
always wandering
around here, I'd
keep an eye on
him if I were you.
Hmm?
He's harmless enough.
Has he done something?
Not to me.
But he's spouting off
stuff that could be
really bad for your business.
Such as?
He keeps saying there's
a tentacled creature out
in the surf, and it's gonna
come out and kill us all.
Oh.
Yes.
Well, that would be something
that would stir our guests up.
If I see him, I'll deal with it.
If it were me, I'd call the
cops and have him arrested.
He is a nuisance.
Well, thanks for
letting me know.
OK, have a good evening.
You as well.
Ugh!
Damn it!
That's just what I needed.
[SIGHS]
Well, it looks clear now.
He'll show up sooner
or later when he does.
[LIGHT SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]
Pretty scenery.
Yes.
It appears that way.
PICKFORD (VOICE OVER):
Project Chariot.
We've both been a part
of it for 15 years.
Most assignees
come and go, bored
with the unknown
and often fruitless
efforts of our assignments.
Myself and Meadows,
though, we've seen it all.
Those alien chestbursters
in that film?
All true.
Saw it myself firsthand.
Roswell?
Totally true.
That alien is still
alive and well.
I played cards with
it few times when I
was assigned to watch over it.
That thing loves ice cream.
Pinches all the
ladies' asses too.
I have an open mind about UFOs,
Bigfoot, the Loch Ness Monster,
and ghosts.
This assignment we're
on, I have a feeling...
a feeling this might
be the big one.
We'll see.
Could turn out to
be a lost school
of tuna at the end of the day.
I'm starving.
Can we get a bite to eat?
Sustenance is important.
You paying?
[OMINOUS MUSIC]
Manna from heaven!
[BIRD CHIRPING]
What is this stuff?
[GROWLING]
[GROWLING]
[ELECTRICITY ZAPS]
[GROWLING CONTINUES]
[ELECTRICITY ZAPPING]
[MUFFLED GROWLING]
[ROARING]
[LIGHT DRAMATIC MUSIC]
I gotta warn everybody.
I gotta tell everybody
about the creature.
Wait a minute.
They're not gonna
believe a drunk.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]
Good evening.
Hey, would you mind
doing me a favor?
Sure.
I'm gonna go out and
do some night fishing,
and my phone is on the blink.
If my wife happens to
call, could you just
give her a message
and tell her I'll
give her a ring in
the morning when I
get my phone straightened out?
Yeah.
If she rings, I'll do just that.
Thanks.
Hey, maybe I'll catch
Rockford's sea monster,
and we'll all be famous.
At this point, it
couldn't hurt business.
Good luck fishing.
Good night.
See ya.
[OMINOUS MUSIC]
[FOREBODING MUSIC]
Get out of my way, Rockford.
I'm gonna go night fishing.
No!
No!
I know you think
I'm a crazy drunk.
But I saw it again...
the beast.
I don't think
you're a crazy drunk.
I know you're a crazy drunk.
Now, scram!
You'll be sorry.
I already am.
The fishing here stinks,
and so do your stories.
Now, if you'll excuse me.
Don't say I didn't warn you.
He looked suspicious.
Noted.
The weapons?
Leave them for now.
We need some rest before
we begin operations.
Remember, look as
inconspicuous as possible.
I think we are well undercover.
[WHIMSICAL MUSIC]
Can I help you two gentlemen?
We have reservations.
OK.
Name, please?
Smith.
Jones.
OK.
[KEYBOARD CLACKING]
The computer actually confirms
that... a reservation for a Mr.
Smith and a Mr. Jones.
[SIGHS] You guys are
feds, aren't you?
It's that obvious?
Painfully.
So much for being inconspicuous.
Well, it's no sweat off my back.
Even secret agents
need to sleep.
We're not secret agents.
We work for Project Chariot.
We're here investigating
strange phenomena.
We'll get straight to the point.
Have there been any strange
phenomena going on here?
Well, sort of.
Please explain.
It's very important.
You guys don't waste
any time, do you?
We would like to
close this case fast
so we can enjoy free
time on the beach.
That's not true.
We didn't even bring our suits.
I brought mine.
Information.
You asked me about information.
Yes.
[SIGHS] Well, I don't know.
Is there, like, reward money?
No.
Well, that sucks!
Do you know how hard it is
to make a living these days?
The information, ma'am?
[SIGHS] Well, you probably
know about the meteor crashing
and the strange
lights over the shore.
And our town drunk says
there's a sea monster.
The man that was running away
from us in the parking lot?
Could be a good lead.
We'll get on it immediately.
CLERK: Uh, you forgot your key.
Great.
More weirdos!
[WAVES CRASHING]
[OMINOUS MUSIC]
[GROWLS]
[ELEVATOR BEEPS]
The strange lights
and sea serpent
are interesting new
bits of information.
Very interesting.
A town drunk may not
be a solid foundation
of credible information.
True.
[ELEVATOR BEEPS]
[WAVES CRASHING]
[WHIMSICAL MUSIC]
[OMINOUS MUSIC]
Come on, fishies.
Tonight's my lucky night.
[OMINOUS MUSIC]
[MUFFLED GROWLING]
[WAVES CRASHING]
[ELECTRICITY ZAPS]
[GROWLING]
What the...
[ELECTRICITY ZAPS]
[SCREAMING]
[ELECTRICITY ZAPPING]
[MUFFLED GROWLING]
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]
[TELEPHONE RINGING]
Imperial Seaside
Resort, front desk.
How can I help you?
Oh, hi, Mrs. March!
Yes!
Yes, he left a message at
the front desk for you.
Everything's fine.
He said his phone
wasn't working right.
And he just left here
about an hour ago
to do some night
fishing off of our pier.
Mm-hmm.
Yes.
Uh-huh.
He said he'd call
you in the morning.
OK.
You're welcome.
Yeah.
Bye-bye.
On top of everything else,
I'm everyone's secretary.
[LIGHT DRAMATIC MUSIC]
Well, good.
Everything looks like
it's back to normal.
[ELECTRICITY ZAPPING]
[GROWLING]
[LIGHT DRAMATIC MUSIC]
[LIGHT UPBEAT MUSIC]
Ready?
Ready.
We'll do a sensor scan of the
beach where the body was found,
then look for radioactive
traces of space particles.
Sounds like a plan.
Happy monster hunting.
[SCOFFS]
[BEEPING]
[BEEPING]
[BEEPING]
[BEEPING]
[BEEPING]
[BEEPING]
[BEEPING]
[BEEPING]
Findings?
Tracing high levels
of radioactivity.
Only that would
be an outer space.
Could be from the meteor.
Yes, but not here on the sand.
I would suspect out in the
sea, where the meteor fell.
My sonar scan detected
something large, very large,
moving offshore to the south.
School of fish?
Unlikely.
This device is calibrated to
sense the patterns of fish
and not register.
It was definitely something
large and non-man-made.
[BEEPING]
MEADOWS: Getting a reading.
This way.
[SONAR CONTINUES BEEPING]
PICKFORD: This doesn't look
like a worker from the rig.
Looks like a dead body.
Recent.
Within the last 24 hours.
We'd better have
the beach closed.
Yes.
We don't want to
take any chances.
[LIGHT UPBEAT MUSIC CONTINUES]
CLERK: No, Mrs. March.
I haven't seen your husband.
And we even went to
his room to check.
I didn't notice if he came
back early last night or not.
He also could have left early.
He could have gone to breakfast
and passed by unnoticed.
No, his phone wasn't
working, remember?
I'm sure everything
is going to be...
[WHIMSICAL MUSIC]
In all probability,
her husband is dead.
We found a male, mid-50s,
appeared to be fishing, stone
cold, lying on the shore.
More bad news.
We're ordering the beach
closed for everyone's safety.
[STUTTERS]
[SIGHS] Um, Mrs. March?
About your husband.
[LIGHT SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]
[ELECTRICITY ZAPPING]
CORONER: Well, gentlemen,
this man clearly died
from electrical shock.
I'd say not very long ago.
So he's not in the same
time frame as the rig disaster
victims?
CORONER: Goodness, no.
This man has barely
been dead for 24 hours.
That occurred many days ago.
And I looked at all the
bodies recovered so far.
Anything unusual
about the bodies?
Well, yes.
Such as?
They've all been badly burned.
Terribly so.
Uncharacteristic
of a simple fire,
they also had traces of
a mucous-type substance
on them and in their lungs.
Interesting.
CORONER: Also, they all
bear these same markings.
What could cause these markings?
If I'm not mistaken,
those are tentacle marks
left by the death
grip of an octopus.
If he was killed by an
octopus, how did he get baked?
I don't know.
The two may be
separate incidents,
meaning the man died
by electrocution at sea
and fell in, then was grabbed
by the octopus afterwards.
I find it highly
unusual that two bodies
would have similar markings.
What are you getting at?
The man was killed
by the octopus,
electrocuted, and then crushed.
Things are starting
to make sense.
That's ridiculous.
There are no such
species alive that
can emit an electrical shock,
let alone one with enough force
to do this type of damage.
Maybe a very large octopus.
From outer space.
Outer space?
Have you two been out
in the sun too long?
This is our job.
We know what
we're talking about.
Thank you for your time.
CORONER: Cause of
death... electrocution
and severe abdominal crushing
by an octopus from outer space.
[WAVES CRASHING]
[FOREBODING MUSIC]
I know you're out there!
You can't hide!
I saw you!
[MUFFLED GROWLING]
Show yourself!
Come on out!
[WATER SPLASHING]
[SCREAMING]
[CONTINUES SCREAMING]
[MUFFLED GROWLING]
Oh, there you are,
you slimy bastard!
[SCREAMING]
[ELECTRICITY ZAPS]
[MUFFLED GROWLING]
[WATER SPLASHING]
[LIGHT SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]
[WHOOSHING]
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
The facts.
All the bodies show
signs of electrocution,
octopus secretion,
and bodily crushing.
Clearly, the work of an
enormous electrified cephalopod.
A what?
Octopus.
That's what I thought you said.
We both agree a giant octopus
didn't fall from the sky?
Improbable.
But what is the
meteor's connection?
Unless...
Are you thinking
what I'm thinking?
Yes.
What am I thinking?
A life form was attached
to the meteor that,
after crashing into the sea,
absorbed the octopus, causing it
to grow large and electrified.
Shocktopus!
Let's go back to the beach
to investigate further.
[LIGHT DRAMATIC MUSIC]
CLERK: Remember,
the beach's closed!
Even the men in black!
[SONAR BEEPING]
[BEEPING]
[BEEPING]
[SONAR CONTINUES BEEPING]
[INTENSE BEEPING]
[GROWLING]
It appears we were right!
[GROWLING]
You are correct.
What do we do?
Run!
[ELECTRICITY ZAPPING]
[GROWLING]
We should inform our superiors.
This is one for the
Project Chariot record books.
[LIGHT DRAMATIC MUSIC]
Code 86.
I repeat, code 86.
Yes, I'll hold.
Yes, sir.
Agent Meadows and Pickford
report a positive on the ocean
anomaly.
An electrified space squid.
What do I suggest?
To avert a panic, we
recommend a scuba team
go under and assault it with
weapons from beneath the ocean's
surface.
Yes, sir.
Hey, hey, guys, guys!
Guys, guys!
What is going on here?
My guests demand to know.
I demand to know.
Everything is under control.
Nothing to see here.
CLERK: Wait.
[SCOFFS] Morons!
They're up to something.
[LIGHT DRAMATIC MUSIC]
[WAVES CRASHING]
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
Commence Operation Shocktopus!
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
[GROWLING]
[MUFFLED GROWLING]
What are their
chances of success?
We'll know in a few minutes.
[EERIE MUSIC]
[GROWLING]
[ELECTRICITY ZAPPING]
[SCREAMING]
[SCREAMING]
[ELECTRICITY ZAPPING]
[SCREAMING]
[ELECTRICITY ZAPS]
[SCREAMING]
The assault failed.
We need heavier reinforcements.
There's a Naval base nearby.
I would suggest carpet
bombing the whole area
with massive explosives.
Yes.
Even an octopus from outer
space couldn't withstand that.
Get me the US Navy.
Project Chariot, code red.
[HORN BLARES]
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
[MISSILES WHOOSHING]
Let's take a closer look.
[LIGHT DRAMATIC MUSIC]
(DISTORTED VOICE) Do you
know the power of the beach?
Step out of the way.
(DISTORTED VOICE)
It came from the stars
and landed to the Earth.
Back down!
(DISTORTED VOICE) I
can't let you destroy it.
[GROWLS]
[GUN FIRES]
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]
Let's report this thing.
One space octopus destroyed,
an assistant right behind it.
[LIGHT DRAMATIC MUSIC]
[OMINOUS MUSIC]
[MUFFLED GROWLING]
[WHOOSHING]
[ELECTRICITY ZAPPING]
[LIGHT DRAMATIC MUSIC]
[ELECTRICITY ZAPPING]
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
[KEYBOARD CLACKING]
[WHIMSICAL MUSIC]
You two finished
sunbathing already?
The danger is over.
Everyone is safe now.
[SCOFFS] What are
you talking about?
What danger?
You two skulk around here in
top-secret mode all day long,
and you're just now telling
me that there was a crisis
and that it's over?
Yes, that's exactly
what we're saying.
Great, just great.
You mind filling me in?
MEADOWS: We just dispatched a
killer octopus from outer space.
It was responsible
for all the killings.
And the town drunk, he's dead.
Again.
[WHIMSICAL MUSIC CONTINUES]
[CHUCKLES] This
is a joke, right?
Of course.
Just a joke.
Have a great evening.
We'll be checking
out in the morning.
The sooner, the better.
An octopus from outer space.
[SCOFFS] Those
dudes are whacked!
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
[KEYBOARD CLACKING]
[MUFFLED GROWLING]
Yes, sir.
The space anomaly
has been terminated.
The danger is over.
And the world is
safe once again.
Pickford and I
will file a report.
Yes, sir, immediately.
Space octopus, case closed.
Thank you.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
Ah!
Well, here's Rockford
now, alive and kicking.
I knew those feds
were full of crap.
Hey, use the bathroom
and get out of here.
And don't piss on
the floor this time.
Ugh!
Stupid drunk.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC CONTINUES]
[GROWLING]
Meadows, you better
come here for a minute.
[GROWLING]
[ELECTRICITY ZAPS]
Uh-oh!
[GROWLING]
[ELECTRICITY ZAPPING]
[SCREAMING]
Weapons!
[GROWLING]
Now what's going on?
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
What?
When...
[GROWLS]
(SCARED) What?
[GROWLING]
No!
[SCREAMING]
[ELECTRICITY ZAPS, GLASS
SHATTERS]
[GROWLING]
[GUN FIRING]
Eat lead, space scum!
[GUN FIRING]
[MUFFLED GROWLING]
[GROWLING]
[ELECTRICITY ZAPPING]
[GUN FIRING]
[SHOCKTOPUS ROARING]
(DISTORTED VOICE) I will
sacrifice them to you,
oh, great space amoeba.
[GUN FIRES]
He's still alive!
[SHOCKTOPUS ROARING]
I'll take him.
You get the space octopus.
[GUN FIRING]
[ELECTRICITY ZAPPING]
[ELECTRICITY ZAPPING]
[GUN FIRING]
[GROWLING]
Go there!
[SCREAMING, THUDS]
[MUFFLED GROWLING]
[GUN FIRING]
We need the flamethrowers.
It's in the car.
Then let's go get them.
[SCREECHING]
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
[MUFFLED GROWLING]
You're all set.
Deep fry that thing!
[FLAME WHOOSHES]
[GROWLING]
I'm gonna drag this
thing back to the ocean!
[GROWLING CONTINUES]
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
[SHOCKTOPUS SCREAMING]
We did it.
For now.
[SIREN WAILING]
[MUFFLED GROWLING]
[LIGHT DRAMATIC MUSIC]
That space octopus might
be down, but it's not out.
We have to deal
with it here and now.
Fire is its weakness.
We'll need more than fire alone.
The bombs!
The bombs!
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]
We are clear on the plan?
It comes ashore, we position
ourselves in a pincer movement,
then use the flamethrowers to
drive it towards the bombs.
Keep it from escaping
into the ocean.
It shall be
destroyed in no time.
[WATER SPLASHES]
[GROWLING]
[FLAME WHOOSHES]
[SHOCKTOPUS GROWLING]
All right, let's dance!
[FLAME WHOOSHES]
[ELECTRICITY ZAPPING]
[ETHEREAL MUSIC]
[MUFFLED GROWLING]
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
[OMINOUS MUSIC]
[GROWLING]
[ELECTRICITY ZAPPING]
[SHOCKTOPUS GROWLING]
[THEME MUSIC]