Poseidon Page #3

This room is a giant air bubble

holding up the ship.

Once these bulkhead doors

are sealed...

...we'll be safe from gas leaks,

fire and flooding.

We will be safe.

What are you doing?

I'm getting out of here.

Where are you going?

I'm going up.

And out through the bottom.

Wait. How are you gonna get out

of the bottom of the boat?

That's the part that's all sealed up.

She was in the nightclub.

We have people there.

I'm confident they're dealing with it.

You're confident? You can't reach them,

can you? I mean, what if they're dead?

Then your daughter's dead too,

and leaving this room won't help.

Half the people here have families

somewhere onboard.

You know disaster scenarios.

These folks start climbing over each other

trying to search the ship...

...they're gonna get killed.

- How do I get up there, captain?

- I'm sorry, but you need to stay here.

- How...?

- You may not leave this ballroom.

- Excuse me?

I'm within my authority

to compel you to stay.

Captain, I understand

you have no choice.

There's sick and injured people here.

You need to stay with them.

But I am going to find my daughter...

...and don't for one second

think you can stop me.

Dylan. What did you say to him?

Mom, there's holes at the bottom

of the ship with propellers in them.

You can't get out that way, sweetie.

Please tell him you can't.

Will you please take me and my mom?

Oh, Jesus.

Tell him you can't. Please.

But I can.

You think you can get us

off this boat safely?

What? Us? No.

Hey. We're going out

through the bow thrusters.

Captain's saying we should stay here.

I wouldn't put a lot of faith in what

the captain has to say. I'm an architect.

These ships weren't designed to stay

afloat upside down.

You know this ship?

- I know ships.

- Know where the disco is?

It's one story down, which is now up.

- Suddenly in the mood to go dancing?

- My daughter's in there.

Dylan, listen to me. Hey, Dylan, wait.

Let's stick together here.

We'll get my daughter...

...then we help each other find a way out.

- Look, man, I work better on my own.

- No offense.

- None taken.

So where's the nearest vertical access?

I'll know when I find it.

- Hey, hey. You work here, right?

- Yeah.

Where's the nearest vertical access?

Service stairs, like, in the galley.

Whatever you earn in a year, I'll double it

if you take us there now.

Done.

You got a plan, and now we got a map.

- Lf you're coming, keep up.

- Let's go.

Hey, Mom, are we going with them?

Yeah, baby, let's go.

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