The Creature Below

- Good morning Dr. Fletcher.

My name is Dr. olive crown

and you need my help.

I am a marine

biologist and ecologist

specializing in

oceanic trenches.

I am the only

non-military personnel

to advise on the development

of the 80ds-200 exosuit.

Working exclusively

with the us Navy

diving off the coast

of Southern California.

I had a crucial roll

in getting the suit

to perform stably at

depths of 1,000 feet but

their ambition was limited.

Yours I believe is not

and neither is mine.

There were rumors on

the confront circuit

that you are

developing a new suit,

one that can go deeper,

explore further.

I want to be your diver.

Your paper suggesting

that all life stems

from one single deoceanic

rift is compelling.

Not many people are able to

make such a bold statement.

And I have one of my own.

I have always felt

that I am destined

to make discoveries that will

change the course of humanity.

Your expedition, Dr.

Fletcher is the first

with ambition that

matches my own.

You need someone who will

push themselves to the limit.

You need me.

Whatever it is your

searching for down there.

I can find it.

Flowing the descent now.

Activating suit illumination.

- Pressure's good.

Orientation's good.

Continue the descent.

- You're

reaching the maximum

tolerance of the suit.

- I'm approaching the source

of the seismic reading.

Keep lowering.

- The suit

isn't tested on these depths.

- I'm testing it now.

Give me another 200

feet, I'm almost there.

Lowering to 1,500 feet.

- Visibility's dire.

Give me some more light.

There's something down here.

- Olive?

I can't hear you.

- Dara?

Dara are you there?

- Repeat

your last transmission.

I can't hear anything

pull her up.

Get her out of there.

- Olive, olive, olive, olive.

Breathe, breathe.

Breathe, breathe.

Thought we lost you there.

- The exosuit failed.

How?

- We lost contact with you.

But you're back now.

Relax.

Breathe.

- What happened down there?

- I don't remember.

- Most likely cerebral hypoxia.

That would explain

the memory loss.

You should get it back.

But I wanna see you

everyday until we dock.

And for now,

make sure you get some rest.

- I shouldn't of let

you go that deep.

- I run the dive.

This is on me.

- But you could've died.

- All part of the job.

- You need to listen more.

- Dara.

You saved my life.

Thank you.

- Just doing my job.

You're back early.

- Dr. Fletcher.

- This the tobe I had?

What the f***

happened down there?

There's millions of

pounds of damage.

The whole diving's f***ed.

- I was almost killed.

- What happened down there?

- I don't remember.

- The dive has been

postponed indefinitely.

You destroyed my suit.

My research is

wasted, you are fired.

- But Dr. Fletcher.

- I don't want to see your

face 'till we make port.

You're lucky I don't

throw you overboard.

Enjoy your leave.

It's going to last awhile.

- What's the damage?

- Oxygen tank's burst.

- How?

- A blockage.

No way to fix it, i

need to replace it.

- I know Fletcher fired you.

It's not right.

- It's done.

- You'll be home in five days.

- I'd like to

remind all crew on Shaw beak

to submit for a full

physical for the ship

Dr. froid spark.

I'm gonna further announce

the intra permit to off limits

to all personnel

after 5pm is complete.

- Here let me.

- You're back then.

- Just docked.

- Have you seen Matthew yet?

You put that down.

Stop wasting time with this

old country, go see your fella.

He's been moping

around since you left.

- You've been looking

out for him, haven't you?

- Of course I have darling.

Now get inside and put a

smile back on his face.

- We'll catch you later.

- Hello?

- Hi.

- Olive.

Why didn't you tell

me you were back?

- It wasn't planned.

- We have three new

patients at work.

It's absolutely crazy.

I can't let em' down.

- Of course.

You should go in.

- But you're here.

- And I'll be here

when you get home.

You're late already.

- It's only a single.

I'll be back for tea.

In fact,

I'm gonna cook you dinner.

Crab rozau, you're

gonna love it.

- You're good to me.

- I'll be back

before you know it.

- Matt.

- You down here?

- Just finishing up.

- Wow, you've been busy.

- Good day?

- It is now.

Five months.

- I thought about you,

every day.

- I'm no good on my own.

- I don't know.

House has never looked better.

- I won't leave again.

I'm back.

For good this time.

- Going to gym.

- I can see.

- I did do something

all me self.

- Maybe I'll

make it up to you.

- What you up to today, trouble?

- I've got something

to keep me busy.

- I'm glad you're home.

Don't go changing.

I'll be back soon.

- You're okay.

- You down here?

- Wait, I'll come up.

- You already, yeah?

Table's booked for six.

- I'm coming.

What are you doing back?

- I'm tired.

We should've

finished an hour ago.

You're still in your pj's?

What have you been up to today?

Lazy day?

You're wearing shadow.

- I'm fine, I'll go get changed.

- You alright?

- I'm fine.

- F***in' this idiot.

Come on mate.

Careful.

You'll be sick.

- I'm tired.

Okay.

Let's try for a better

introduction this time.

A smokescreen.

Trying to hide are we?

Come on.

What are you?

- Where

does it come from?

- The dive.

- You stole this?

- I found it.

- You shouldn't of took it.

- I went through

a lot in that day.

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