Synopsis: An alien ship comes into earth orbit to drop a probe . The probe lands in the ocean only to be eaten by a Great White. Soon he turns into RoboShark much to the dismay of a Nuclear Sub in the area. Once finished he heads to Portland , (reality is Seattle) where he is already being tweeted of his actions , while RoboShark's actions are being followed by a news crew , while the daughter of the reporter he follows is the very same daughters whose tweet he is following. Now the US NAVY is after RoboShark while he burrows away through rock as well as water to the delight of his tweeters. Causing damage along the way only to have a final confrontation with the Navy at the iconic symbol of Seattle, the Space Needle.
Genre: Action, Comedy, Sci-Fi
Director(s): Jeffery Scott Lando
Production: UFO Films
90 min


We lost the target.

What do you mean, you lost the target?

Come on, boys. Check your stats.

Which arrays are you looking at?

I think it's in our baffles, sir.

What was that?

Something in the propulsor, sir.

Maneuvering confirms.

Something just hit the propulsor.

They can't answer any bells.

Officer of the Deck, sound general

quarters. Battle stations.

General quarters!

Battle stations, battle stations!

Helmsman, bring the pump jets online.

Aye, aye, pump jets online, Captain.

All right, bring us about.

Let's find out what the hell just hit us.

Whatever it is, it isn't friendly.

Sonar, let's go active.

Petty Officer Schneider, give me one ping.

One ping, sir.

Officer of the Deck,

flood tubes one and two.

Flood tubes one and two.

Aye, flooding tubes one and two.

Sir, we have contact.

Sierra One bearing zero-two-zero-zero.

That's it.

Officer of the Deck, target Sierra One.

Aye, aye, sir.

What is that? Enemy sub?

It is way too small for that, sir.

- It's coming right at us, sir.

- Fire torpedoes.

Sonar, I need targeting.

- Come on, boys.

- It's moving too fast.

Take your best guess and fire!

Aye, aye, sir.

We have contact. Starboard side.

Emergency blow! Plane, full up, angle!

Rescue efforts have been coordinated, sir,

but it's not looking good.

The Orca was my first command, Captain.

What's the bearing of the target?

Bearing zero-seven-niner, sir.


Starbucks, Space Needle,

hipsters, Microsoft,



We'll make our stand in Seattle.

Honey, do you want some pancakes?

I'm making pancakes.

No, I'm just gonna grab a coffee.

The guys are outside already.

They want me to go to a stand-up

in Bellevue on the snowstorm.

Like they have never seen snow

in Seattle before.

Of course, you don't mind...

That's what I'm talking about, honey.

Snow in Seattle, I mean,

that is some serious anchor material.

Right, Melody?

I hope they're thinking that way,

but I'm not sure, Rick.

Melody, can you put that down

for half a second?

Melody, hello. Hello.

What? Oh, sorry.

Do you want some breakfast?

Yeah. You always overdo the bacon.

I do not.

Twenty minutes, 400 degrees.

I make perfect bacon.

Yes, you do make the perfect bacon.


Hello. Melody.

Melody, hello.

Sorry. God!

What are you even looking at?

It's so fake.

Why do you waste your time

watching this nonsense?

I'm not, Mom.

Alicia just DM'd me

'cause it's right near here.

We'd better look out

for a giant airplane-eating shark, huh?

That's not what I said.

Come on, you can't take everything you see

on the Internet seriously. You know that.

No, really, Mom?

That's why we have the news,

and your mother,

guardian of truth and democracy.

Yeah, right. Covering snow

doesn't make me Barbara Walters.

Christiane Amanpour is more my type.

- Good luck, Mom! Go for it!

- Thanks.

Give them hell, honey.

- Eat up! We're leaving in five.

- Yeah, okay.

How's it going, guys?

Good, good. Louie got breakfast.


- My turn tomorrow though, right?

- Right.

Trust Trish,

the best Channel 55 news anchor we got.

Don't jinx it. Last I checked, we were

doing a weather stand-up in Bellevue.

Or we could go rogue,

find a cool story and blow Dan away.

- Yeah, remember last time?

- Yeah.

We all thought the mayor's brother-in-law

was shaking down a strip club.

You thought that.

Yeah, and he wasn't.

Guys, I don't want to get

a bad reputation for being trouble.

I just want Dan to feel like I'm reliable

and not a loose cannon.

Let's just nail the snow job.

And that's how you get promoted, son.

Don't rock the boat.

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