The Terror

The Royal Navy on a mission to find the Northwest Passage in 1847 is stalked by a mysterious predator. Two ships with brave captains and their crews of royal marines, all battle the elements and unknown adventure while remembering home and mission beginnings. An accident at sea cripples a Royal Navy expedition 200 miles from finding the Northwest Passage, forcing its captains to make a dire choice.

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[MAN] Terror is signaling, Sir John.

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We'll have to hear his whole saga

#3

It's worse than anything in the world.

#4

That thing whined all night. Must be sick or got a scent.

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So, soon the whole city was dotted with these

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Mr. Reid and I chatted about the ice today.

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Young?

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Settled his spasms. He's resting now. As he can.

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- [ROPES CREAKING] - Steady now.

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We should be better friends to him, James.

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- Ready to let go the bowlines! - [THUD]

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[BUBBLING]

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Didn't think nothing of it.

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But we won't know till first light.

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Don't cut me open.

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or me mum.

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[TRICKLING CONTINUES]

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Cover him and get some rest, Mr. Goodsir.

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If Sir John doesn't convene a meeting of the officers by ten,

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and exponentially more urgent,

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[WATER SPLASHING AND BUBBLING]

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[STRIKES ICE]

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[CHATTER FROM ABOVE]

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- No, sir. - Capital job, Mr. Collins.

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- Half-power, more or less? - Yes.

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You've seen the sun dogs, Graham?

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to go for broke and get east of King William Land,

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should she suffer some minor misfortunes.

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Only four of us at this table are Arctic veterans.

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- I'd say an impractical one. - Careful there.

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[HE GRUNTS]

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so too are we.

#47

- Man the braces! - [SHOUTED ORDERS]

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[ICE CRUNCHING]

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