[the cab is flooding]
Virgil:
All right, all right, here.
[takes off his dive suit collar]
Virgil:
You put this on.
Lindsey Brigman:
No, no! What are you doing?
Virgil:
Don't argue with me, goddammit, just put it on!
Lindsey Brigman:
Look, this is not an option, so just forget about it, all right?
Virgil:
Lindsey, shut up! Shut up, and put this thing on!
Lindsey Brigman:
If you'll be logical for one second...
Virgil:
FUCK LOGIC!
Lindsey Brigman:
Please, listen! Just listen to me for one second. Now you've got the suit on, and you're a much better swimmer than I am, right?
Virgil:
[reluctantly]
Yeah, maybe...
Lindsey Brigman:
Right? Yes! So I've got a plan.
Virgil:
What's the plan?
Lindsey Brigman:
I drown, and you tow me back to the rig.
Virgil:
No. No!
Lindsey Brigman:
Yes! This water...
Virgil:
NO!
Lindsey Brigman:
...is only a couple degrees above freezing! I g-go into deep hypothermia, my blood'll go like ice water, right? My body systems will slow down, they won't stop...
Virgil:
Linds...
Lindsey Brigman:
You tow me back and I can, I can be revived after, maybe ten or fifteen minutes. Ten-fifteen minutes!
Virgil:
[pushing the suit collar at her]
Linds, you put this on, you put it on!
Lindsey Brigman:
[pushing the collar back at him]
No, it's the only way! Just put this on! Put this on, you know I'm right. Please, it's the only way, you've got all the s-stuff on the rig to do this! Put this on, Bud, *please*...
Virgil:
[putting the collar back on]
This is insane.
Lindsey Brigman:
Oh my God, I know. But it's the only way.