All language subtitles for Adrift.20181

(BOAT CREAKING)

(COUGHS REPEATEDLY)

(WHISPERING) Ah.

Richard? Richard?

(GRUNTS)

(YELLING) Hey! Richard!

(GRUNTS AND PANTS)

Richard?

(GRUNTS AND PANTS)

Rich?

No! (GRUNTS)

No! (GRUNTS)

(YELLING) Richard!

(PANTS HEAVILY)

(SCREAMS)

Ah!

(COUGHING AND GRUNTING)

(GASPS SOFTLY)

(WHISPERING FRANTICALLY) Please, no.
Please, no. Please. Please. Please!

(SCREAMING) No!

(SOBS)

(INDISTINCT SHOUTING)

- TAMI: Bye!
- MAN: Thank you. Bye, Tami.

(CHUCKLING) Bye.

Bye, guys.

CREWMAN: Bye!

(MEN IN BACKGROUND YELLING IN FRENCH)

Bonjour.

(PEOPLE ON STREET CHATTING)

What is your... profession?

Uh, whatever job pays me enough
to get me to the next place.

How long will you be here in, uh, Tahiti?

No idea. (CHUCKLES)

And your final destination?

Okay.

(STAMP THUDS)

(PEOPLE CHATTING, TRAFFIC PASSING)

DEB: Hey. So why Tahiti?
What brought you here?

The wind, I guess.

I was a cook on a schooner,
but when the gig was up,

I didn't really feel like going home yet.

Uh-huh. Where's home for you?

San Diego. California.

Nice.

When are you going back?

Never. (CHUCKLES)

I don't know.
Maybe once I've seen the world.

Hey, mate.
Why's your boat called Mayaluga?

It's Swazi.

I'm a Kiwi. I need a translation, please.

"“One who crosses the horizon."

Oh.

You, uh... You girls wanna give me a hand?

Wow. This is so beautiful.

Thanks. Yeah.

Sorry, what was your name?

- Richard.
- Richard. I'm Deb.

Hi, Deb.

This is Tami.

(CHUCKLING) Hey.

Tami. Thank you.

Yeah. No problem.

See ya.

Nice to meet you.

You too. See you around.

(YAWNS)

TAMI: Hey.

Hey.

Thought you may need this.

Oh, how thoughtful.

(SPLASHES)

Thanks, Tami.

No worries.

Do you, uh... like fish?

I'm actually a vegetarian.

- (LAUGHING) So...
- Right.

- I like them when they're alive!
- (BOTH LAUGH)

I was gonna see if you just
wanted to grab... an early dinner.

Uh...

But seeing as you're...

Do you know what? I can make
a really good vegetarian version.

That sounds great. (LAUGHS)

- Good. Good. Sold.
- Yeah. Thank you.

Done. (CHUCKLES)

Do you want me to grab anything else?

Uh, some vegetables.

(LAUGHS)

I can do that. (CHUCKLES)

TAMI: You've been to so many places!
So cool.

Yeah.

All on this boat?

Yeah, just me and her.

Where did you find her?

I actually built her when I was working in
a boatyard in South Africa.

You built this boat?

Mmm.

That's a big deal. (CHUCKLING)
That's so impressive.

(LAUGHS) It's not.

It is.

Oh, thank you.

Chin-chin.

Cheers.

What's it like sailing out there,
all alone?

Uh... miserable.

(SNORTS)

Cold. Utterly awful.

C'mon.

- (CHUCKLING) Uh...
- Seriously?

Yeah, seriously. I mean,
you're either, uh, sunburnt,

sleep-deprived or seasick.
Usually all three at once.

And... constantly hungry.

Hmm.

Always wet.

And after a few days,
there's the hallucinations.

I'm assuming not the fun kind.

Mmm-mmm. I wish.

(LAUGHS)

If it's not fun...

then why do you do it?

Uh...

It's a feeling...

Feeling I can't describe.

Uh... It's intense.

The infinite horizon.

After a few days, uh, I feel reborn.

You know, just you...

the wind and, uh, the sound of the boat
cutting through the ocean.

I'm sorry. That was incredibly cheesy.

No. Not at all, actually.

So you must be a sailor, too.

Mmm...

I love sailing, but I don't know that
I would consider myself a sailor.

Oh, come on. (CHUCKLES)

- Not like you.
- You are. I don't believe you.

(CHUCKLES)

Do you wanna take her out?

Right now?

Uh, sure.

(LAUGHS) We can take her out
right now. Or tomorrow.

- Do you...
- (BOTH LAUGHING)

TAMI: Whoo-hoo!

Whoo!

(YACHTSMAN WHISTLES)

- TAMI: Whoo!
- MAN: Yeah!

(TRILLS)

MAN: Go, baby! You got this!

Hi! (LAUGHS)

Yeah!

Hey, the sheet's luffing.
Should I pull it in?

I didn't think you were much of a sailor!

I'm not.

I mean, I learned a few things
when I was a cook on that schooner,

but definitely never crossed a horizon
all alone like you.

(GRUNTS)

There we go.

Whoo!

(SCREAMING) Richard!

(GASPS) Richard!

(SOBBING) Richard! (GASPS) Where are you?

(SHUDDERING INHALE, GRUNTS)

(GRUNTS AND PANTS)

(RADIO STATIC)

Mayday! Mayday!
This is the sailing yacht Hazana.

(RADIO STATIC CONTINUES)

Does anyone copy?

Hello?

Our last recorded position was
129 degrees west and latitude 12 north.

Does anyone copy?

(YELLING) Hello?

(GRUNTS AND PANTS)

(STATIC CRACKLING)

Mayday!

(VOICE BREAKING) Mayday.

(THUD)

Is anybody there? It's my fiancé...

Our boat is sinking. Mayday!

(CRIES)

(COUGHS)

(VOMITS)

(COUGHS REPEATEDLY)

(GASPS)

(CONTINUES CRYING)

Where are you?

(SOBBING)

(GRUNTS)

- Where are you taking me?
- (CHUCKLES)

- (RICHARD EXHALES HEAVILY)
- This is unreal. (LAUGHS)

Wow.

Whoo, you're not gonna jump, are you?

No. Of course I'm not.

Shut up.

(LAUGHS)

- ♪ Fly me to the m... ♪ (SCREAMS)
- (SHOUTING) Don't... Tami, no!

Oh.

Tami?

Can't believe I'm doing this.

(EXHALES REPEATEDLY)

(SCREAMS)

(GASPS)

Tami! Tami, are you okay?

(INDISTINCT EXCLAMATION)

(TAMI GASPS) Whoo!

(LAUGHS)

- (RICHARD SHOUTS)
- Ah! (WHOOPS)

(LAUGHS)

- Where'd you become so wild?
- Ah!

What? What does that even mean?

(LAUGHS) I've never met anyone like you.

Fearless like a bloke.

“Like a bloke"? (LAUGHS)

RICHARD: Ah! (SPITS)

Well, I guess I've never met
anyone like you, either.

- RICHARD: Oh, yeah?
- Sensitive like a woman. (LAUGHS)

(TAMI YELLS)

(LAUGHS)

(EXHALES)

The dinghy.

(LAUGHING)

Oh, my God!

Rich, you're...

(ENGINE STRUGGLING TO START)

Come on, come on.

(GRUNTS) Damn it.

(GRUNTS)

(GROANS)

(YELLING) No. No, no!

(MUFFLED YELLS)

(MUFFLED SCREAMS)

(GASPS)

It's drifting, it's drifting!

Stop!

(GASPING)

(GRUNTS)

(COUGHS)

I'm coming!

I'm just gonna make some repairs.

All right. Here we go, girl.

Let's get you moving.

Looking good, mama.

Ah! (BREATHES DEEPLY)

(GROANS)

(SOFTLY) Hell yeah.

(PANTS) Where are you?

Got the jib.

Let's get this water out of here.

Yeah.

We can do this, we can do this.

Stay.

No, no, no, no!

Ugh!

Stay, stay.

(YELLING) No, no. No, no, no!

Work with me, girl.

Looking good.

(GRUNTS)

All right, baby. Show me what you got.

Come on!

Whoo! (LAUGHS)

(YELLS) Corning, baby!

(CHUCKLES)

TAMI: What is that?

(RICHARD CHUCKLES)

(TAMI LAUGHS)

For me?

For you.

It's not my birthday, you know?

I know. I saw it in a window
and I thought of you.

Uh...

(LAUGHS)

You don't like it.

No, I love it. I... It's beautiful.

(EXHALES) Ugh!

(WHISPERING) Okay.

(YELLING) Richard!

We're almost there!

Hang on!

Oh, my God, you're alive!
(CRIES) Oh, my God!

(BOTH GASPING)

(GRUNTS)

(RICHARD COUGHING)

(SPLASHES)

(RICHARD CONTINUES COUGHING)

TAMI: Oh, my God.

Hi, hi, hi.

I'm here, I'm here.

Look at me.

It's gonna be okay.

It's gonna be okay, it's gonna be okay,
it's gonna be okay.

Okay. (PANTS)

It's gonna be okay.
(WHISPERING) It's gonna be okay.

- (SHAKY GASPS)
- (TAMI SOBS)

Okay, tell me, do you, uh...
Do you know what flower that is?

It's a plumeria, right?

It's a frangipani.

- A what?
- A frangipani.

- "A frangipani."
- It's a... Yeah. One second. Here you go.

(LAUGHS) That's what you call it?

The flower of love.

It's like God put these on Earth
to mask the smell of burning trash.

(BOTH CHUCKLE)

My late mum used to say

that nothing moves through life faster.

In one day, one can open,
it can change color...

wilt and then die.

(CHUCKLES)

(CHUCKLES) Look here, pass it, pass it.

Sometimes the things that you say...
(CHUCKLES)

Left or right?

Uh, uh, why?

- It's very, very important.
- Uh...

You choose.

Basically... if you choose your left,

it means you are technically
off the market, you're in a relationship.

- Ooh.
- Yes, it's...

Well...

Ah, wise choice, wise choice.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

TAMI: Seven years.

Mmm-hmm.

Wow.

So that would mean that when you were
beginning to work on the Mayaluga,

I was celebrating my sweet 16.

- (TAMI LAUGHS)
- RICHARD: Yep. (CHUCKLES)

Jeez.

And was it sweet, your sixteenth?

- No. No, my morn took me to my first bar.
- (RICHARD LAUGHS)

- I had, like, ten shots of Midori.
- Oh, my... Ooh.

Yeah, worst hangover of my life,
hands down.

So your mum's a wild one, eh?
One of those young-at-heart types?

Oh, she's just young, period. She was 31.

Oh, when she had you?

No. No, that night.

She was 15 when she had me.

Wow.

Got knocked up when she was just a kid.

Had me out of defiance.
My dad's parents actually raised me.

What was that like?

It's what I knew. I don't know.

I made attempts, of course, to run away,

but... Mom worked for TWA,

and I think her not being around as much
kind of forced me to stick around.

Like I owed it to her
to finish high school or something.

- That makes sense.
- I guess.

But, man, the day I graduated, I split.

My girlfriend and I had been saving up,
and we bought the sickest bus,

drove it across the border to Todos Santos

and just lived on the beach
for a few months.

We started a salsa company
and surfed every day. It was...

(EXHALES) It was amazing.

Plan was to stay for six months,
but it's been five years and... here I am.

Here you are.

(CHUCKLES)

You ready to shake, old salt?

(LAUGHS) Sorry.

- Can I say no? No, no, no. (CHUCKLES)
- Yes, yes. (LAUGHS)

(SOFT MUSIC PLAYING)

Oh, you've been warned.

(TAMI LAUGHS)

Sorry. This, this is the best I've got.

(TAMI CHUCKLES) No,
you've got more in there. I know it.

Oh, no. No, you're a much better dancer.

(CHUCKLES) It's the dress.

RICHARD: It is the dress.

That's why you bought it for me.
(CHUCKLES)

Got me.

(MUSIC CONTINUES)

Hey, Tami.

Yes?

Will you sail around the world with me?

(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

(RICHARD WHIMPERS, GROANS)

Exhale for me.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(GROANS)

(TAMI SHUSHES)

Hey, it's okay, it's done. Just breathe.

(GROANS)

What, what, what, what, what?

Oh, my ribs, my ribs. (GROANS)

Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

- (RICHARD BREATHING HEAVILY)
- Put your arm around me, ready?

- One, two, three, lift.
- (RICHARD GRUNTS)

Okay, okay, okay. Shh.

Shh.

What about Fatu Hiva?
We could sail there first.

It could work. It could work, yeah.

As long as we don't go through Hana Vave.

Everyone goes through it.
It's become a bit of a dump.

Oh, what's the draw, then?

Better anchorage.

Lazy suckers.

Omoa Bay. Now that, that is...
I mean, that is parfait.

Yeah? What, the beaches?

Yeah. Just, like, beyond amazing.

(ORDERS IN FRENCH)

(WOMAN SPEAKS FRENCH)

What about Japan?
I've always wanted to check it out.

- Are you kidding me?
- Merci.

- Mmm-mmm.
- It's, like, my number one place.

- Like, yeah.
- Really?

We gotta go. How long do you think
it would take to sail there?

Forever. But does it matter?

No. (CHUCKLES)

No. God, I just want to go
everywhere with you.

Then everywhere we will go.

(WOMAN YELLING) Richard! Richard!

(MAN YELLING) Richard!

(MAN AND WOMAN LAUGHING)

What? Tally-ho!

- Where the hell have you been hiding?
- How are you, mate?

Oh, just everywhere. (CHUCKLES)

WOMAN: Good to see you, Richard.

I nearly rang the bloody coast guard.
(CHUCKLES)

Sorry. (CHUCKLES) Sorry, this is...
This is Tami.

- Tami...
- Hi.

- Christine.
- Christine. Peter.

- Nice to meet you.
- Hi, my pleasure.

- Tami. Yeah, well...
- Same here.

Uh, how have you guy's been?

- Oh, really good.
- Great.

We were just off for a coffee.
Do you want to join us?

PETER: I'm glad we bumped into you,
Richard, because,

well, there's something we'd like to
talk to you about, actually.

CHRISTINE: The thing is, Richard, we've
got to go back to London rather suddenly,

and we wanted to ask
if you'd be interested in...

Yeah, we've been trying to find someone,
and I don't know if you'd be keen...

but how'd you like to sail the Hazana
back to California for us?

Oh, we can pay $10,000,
plus a first-class ticket return.

Seriously? You're...
If... You're joking, right?

- No.
- No, mate. What do you say?

(LAUGHS) Uh... Where in California?

PETER: San Diego.

(CHUCKLES)

Wow. (CHUCKLES)

Uh, I don't mean to look
a gift horse in the mouth here,

but is there any possibility
of making it two tickets back?

Done and done.

"“Done and done." Brilliant.
Wow. That is... (LAUGHS)

When do you leave?

Well, we're hoping to get out
no later than next week.

And the thing is,
we don't want to press you,

but it would be great if you could
let us know when you could set sail.

Mmm-hmm. Yeah, no, we can do that.

- CHRISTINE: Great.
- We can, um, mull it over. (LAUGHS)

(CHRISTINE AND RICHARD LAUGHING)

Are you sure you want to put me
in charge of these numbers?

I'm shit at math.

You can do anything you put your mind to.

Mom used to tell me the same thing.

And then she would say that
my mind was too strong.

Probably should have just
been more like her, huh?

Have kids by now.
Live in the suburbs somewhere.

Well, I'd still be in the naval academy
if I'd listened to my dad.

But I decided to live my own life.

(SIGHS)

We're... We're so far north.

Well, we are drifting. How far?

Way further than I thought.

What's the latitude?

Eighteen degrees north.

That's, like, a 1,500 square mile
search area.

(SIGHS)

(GROANS)

We're gonna die out here.

We're not on any flight paths.
There's no shipping lanes.

Tami.

No one knows we're here.

We'll be fine.

(SIGHS DEEPLY)

Hey.

Hey.

You Okay?

I don't want to feel like
I'm following you on your adventures.

I get that it's a really cool opportunity,
but...

I'm not really looking to go home yet.

It's not the direction I wanna go in.

And if that's what you want, then...

I'm sorry.

I'm not going.

I'm not asking you to do that.

I know.

I sailed half the world to find you.

I'm not just letting that go.

(LAUGHING) What?

Ugh.

(LAUGHS)

Well, can I see this big, bad boat?

- The boat's 55 feet.
- (WATCH BEEPS)

Fourteen seconds.

Means we're going about
two, two and a half knots.

We could hit San Diego in 25 days.

But then, with these headwinds,
it could take months.

Well, what if we don't sail to San Diego?

What do you mean?

TAMI: I mean...

what if we hang left and we go to Hawaii?

Like navigators did back in the day.

Yeah, but most of those sailors
didn't make it, Tam.

If you miss Hawaii...

I know, there's nothing till Japan.

It's like a 2,000-mile shot
at a moving target.

If we miss Hawaii, we die.

We'd be adding 500 miles.

Yeah, but the current and the wind
would be behind us.

Okay. Take a left on the nineteenth.

TAMI: Yeah.

CHRISTINE: The moment we hit the dock,
I cried out,

“God, I'm glad to be back in Rangiroa!“

PETER: There's a fellow nearby,
he looks to his wife and he says to us...

"“You're not in Rangiroa,
you're in Apataki."

- No.
- How? That's like 100 miles away.

Yeah, no shit.

- (BOTH LAUGHING)
- The longest sail of my life, Richard.

Sorry about that, darling.

- (PETER AND CHRISTINE LAUGH)
- PETER: Well, cheers, everyone.

CHRISTINE: Cheers.

BOTH: Cheers.

What's the, uh,
what's the rush back to London,

if you don't mind me asking?

Ah. Well, it's Christine's father.
He's not well.

- TAMI: Oh.
- RICHARD: I'm sorry.

Will he be okay?

He's 94. It's a good innings.

You'd be a life-saver, Richard.

(EXHALES)

Wow. This is beautiful. (CHUCKLES)

Oh, Richard. We're out of ginger beer,

we're just gonna go and grab some
from the clubhouse, okay?

Make yourselves at home.
We'll be back in a while.

Thanks.

(SNICKERS)

So, what do you think of
the big, bad boat then?

I think 4,000 miles is insane.

Yeah, but in a month we'd make enough
to fund an entire year traveling together.

Oh, a year?

Uh-huh.

Who said anything about a year?

(EXHALES) Why are you trying
to get rid of me?

Why are you trying to have sex with me?

Why not? Here?

I mean, it's our boat now, so why not?

(LAUGHS)

So you're in?

Just for those first-class plane tickets.

Whoa. Later, you dirty, old man.

Come on.

Dear Mom, sorry it's been a while.

I wanted to let you know that
I am going to be coming home.

I got this job sailing this gorgeous yacht
from down here back to San Diego.

(GRUNTS AND GROANS)

It's about a 30-day crossing, so hopefully
we'll get there right before Halloween.

Come on, come on, come on.

(GASPS)

(YELLING) It looks like we have
a quarter tank of water!

I really hope you're in town because
I'm going to be bringing my new boyfriend.

(CHUCKLES)

His name is Richard.
He's a little bit older.

Uh, he's from England.

We've only been together
a few months now, but...

I don't know,
I, I really feel like he's the one.

Bon voyage, lovers!

I guess we'll find out after crossing
the Pacific together. (CHUCKLES)

Anyway, I can't wait to see you
and Grandma and Grandpa.

Dad, if he's around. I'll see you soon.
I love you so much.

(GROANS) That's it.
We've eaten all the fresh stuff. (EXHALES)

(WHISPERING) Ouch. (EXHALES)

Is this it?

Yeah. It's everything I could salvage.

Here. You need to drink this.

Come on.

(SLURPS)

Okay, close your eyes.

Are you ready to love me even more?

(EXHALES)

(WHISPERING) Look. Open your eyes.

Is that peanut butter?

Ha! (SNIFFS)

(SIGHS)

- TAMI: Oh...
- RICHARD: Do you want a hand?

(STRAINING) No. I got it. (GRUNTS)

(GRUNTS)

Oh... how much do you love me right now?

- Huh?
- (RICHARD GRUNTS)

Is that good?

(MOANS)

(MUFFLED) It's so good. (GROANS)

(MOANS)

Oh, my God.

RICHARD: Wow.
So what do you think of that? Huh?

It's so red.

- Come on.
- What?

What, is that how you describe
a painting by Monet? "Red“?"

- If it was red, I would.
- "Red"?

- (RICHARD CHUCKLES)
- Yeah. (CHUCKLES)

No, it... No, that sunset's not red.

That sunset is beet-dyed pomegranate.

(LAUGHS)

Ladies and gentlemen, Bob Ross!

Didn't you say...
I say it's kind of got a beety...

It's definitely red.

RICHARD: No, no, no, with a hit of
mandarin and flax

and the faintest hint of carnelian.

Red. (CHUCKLES)

Red sky at night.

Sailor's delight.

Who the hell is Bob Ross, anyway?

You don't know who Bob Ross is?

Should I?

He's like, uh, the master of kitsch.

Uh, he's like a modern-day Monet.
You would love him. (CHUCKLES)

(CHUCKLES)

Wait a second... Aw.

(RICHARD CHUCKLES) Aw.

- TAMI: Wait, let me see you.
- No. (CHUCKLES)

Wait. (GASPS) Your cheeks,
they're going to...

Let me guess, they're red?

No, no. It's definitely not red.
More like, um, a sizzling salmon ketchup.

(BOTH LAUGHING)

Tam? What is it?

TAMI: Hold on.

We're off 60 miles.

And we lost a degree of latitude.

We lo... How?

I don't know.

Maybe the clock's not working?

(GRUNTS) Or I messed up
the math or something?

We're over 1,800 miles from Hawaii.

- (MECHANISM SQUEAKING)
- Frickin' rudder's not helping. (SIGHS)

It's making it impossible
to stay on course.

(BOAT CREAKS)

Oi, no, no, no. We need to ration now.

- Okay, you wanna starve to death?
- (CAN OPENS)

You wanna be a victim? Be my guest.

You make it sound like it's a choice.

- It is a choice, Tarn.
- (SHOUTING) It's not a choice!

(TAMI SIGHS)

(BOAT CREAKING LOUDLY)

(SHOUTING) Shut up! Ugh.

(BREATHES HEAVILY)

You Okay?

(BREATHING DEEPLY, SHUDDERS)

(GASPING)

(STRAINS)

It has a jib caught on it.
I can't get it off.

Maybe it'll have to just trail.

And create all that drag?

(GRUNTING AND STRAINING)

(SIGHS)

- Babe.
- How is it?

It's okay.

(BREATHES HEAVILY)

(RICHARD GROANS)

(GRUNTING AND GROANING IN PAIN)

(BREATHES HEAVILY)

(SIGHS)

(SPLUTTERS)

(BREATHES HEAVILY, GROANS)

RICHARD: Ls everything okay down there?

Yeah.

We're running low on water.

Seven cans of sardines. (CLEARS THROAT)

Nine cans...

of God-knows-what.

Let's pray for peaches.

Unfortunately,
I think it's gonna be beans.

Three cans of Spam. Ugh.

Thank God the bloody hot sauce
didn't break, though.

This isn't gonna last us a week.

Well...

we can supplement with protein.

I'm not doing that.
I'm not gonna kill any fish.

Why not?

'Cause I'm not gonna
make something suffer.

That food's not gonna last us till Hawaii.

I know it's not.

(EXHALES) Sorry.

My ribs are broken. My leg's shattered.

I'm dead weight.

(SIGHS)

(GRUNTS)

(GASPS)

RICHARD: Just relax.

(SPLUTTERING) Easy for you to say.

All right. Well, remember,
it could be worse.

(GASPS)

Could die of hunger.

(GRUNTS)

(GRUNTS)

(PANTING) I can't do it. It's too hard.

(PANTS)

It's okay.

(PANTING)

(GRUNTS)

I can't do it. (BREATHING HEAVILY)

Shh.

(RAIN PATTERING)

(BREATHES HEAVILY)

(LAUGHING)

(THUNDER RUMBLES)

(YELLS, THEN LAUGHS)

What you got hiding in here?

(GRUNTS)

What?

(LAUGHS)

No way.

We've struck gold.

You kidding me right now?

(YELLING) We're gonna have a party!
(LAUGHS)

A little touch of humanity.

(PLAYING GUITAR)

♪ Well, I turn 'round to look at you

♪ Light a cigarette

♪ Wish I had the guts to bum one

♪ You don't know me yet

♪ And I hope that I don't
Fall in love with you

♪ 'Cause fallin' in love
Just makes me blue

♪ While the music plays

♪ You display

♪ Your heart for me to see...

I wish you'd never met me.

So you wouldn't be in this mess.

But I wouldn't have us to remember.

I wouldn't trade this for anything.

♪ 'Cause fallin' in love
Just makes me blue

♪ I had a beer and now I hear

♪ You callin' out for me

♪ Well, I think that I just

♪ Fell in love with you ♪

(LAUGHS) Come on.

Hey, babe. Can I ask you something?

Sure.

How did your mom die?

Uh, you really wanna know?

You don't have to tell me.
Just... curious.

When I was seven, she hung herself.

What?

Yeah. It, uh, it's fine.
It's... it's years ago, now, so...

Wow, I'm so sorry.

But, Christ, the first person in your life
who dies is supposed to be old, you know?

Not your bloody mother.

I think what I've done over the years is
just, sort of, uh, sort of internalized.

What, internalized what?

Her voice... I guess.

Yeah. Like, in my mind,
I still... (INHALES)

I still ask her to take a look at things.

And still listen to her tell me
if something's right or wrong, or...

And what is she saying now? (LAUGHS)

Uh... (LAUGHS)

(IMITATING HIS MOTHER)
So, it's true what they say, innit?

All men really do wanna marry their mums.

(RICHARD LAUGHS)

(NORMAL) Oh, fuck. Did I just ask you to
marry me in the voice of my dead mother?

(MUFFLED) Oh, God.

(INHALES)

(LAUGHS) Okay. Let me, let me...
Let me try that one more time.

I love you.

Mmm-hmm?

And I know that
I wanna be with you forever.

(LAUGHS) So, uh...

Oh, my God.

Will you please marry me?

You're not supposed to say "please."

You make it sound like
it's a favor. (LAUGHS)

- Right, uh, okay...
- (LAUGHS) But yes. Yes.

Is... Should I, uh...

Of course.

I'm sorry, I must have made it too small.

- Is that, is that all right?
- Did you make this?

Yes, well, but, I promise when we get back
to the States, we can get you a real one.

TAMI: No.

It's perfect.

(SNORES)

(GASPS)

Oh... Oh, my God! Oh, my God.

(SHOUTING) Hey!

Hello!

Hey!

I'm right here!

Stop! Hello?

No, no, no, no!

Ah! No.

Oh! (PANTS) Ah, no, no!

How could you not hear? We're right here!

We're right here! (PANTS)

Where did you go?

Where'd you go? (PANTS)

I'm hallucinating?

(SHOUTING) Am I hallucinating?

Oh, my God, we're gonna die out here!
(GASPS)

We're gonna die out here. (CRIES)

RICHARD: We might.

You're not supposed to say that!

You'd rather I lied to you?

Yeah, please lie to me!
Ah, just tell me it's gonna be okay.

Tell me none of this is real. (CRIES)

What does that even mean?

Ah... we're probably dead already.

Exhausted, dehydrated, delirious, uh...

Yeah. But you're not dead.

(SOBBING QUIETLY)

(SNORES SOFTLY)

Ah. (EXHALES) (SNIFFS)

Wake up. Baby, you gotta drink some water.

Open.

- One more, one more.
- Mmm-mmm.

One...

You have to eat something, too.

It's more important you have it.

There's plenty for me here. C'mon.

(GRUNTS)

Damn it, take a bite.

You have to eat something.

You let me sleep through the night again.

Yeah. And another night...
and another day.

(WHISPERING) Just wake me up
when we get to Hawaii.

Guess what? We only have 690 miles to go.

"Only"?

Yeah, only, baby.

(SIGHS)

No, no, stay awake. Look at me.

Look. Look, look, look.

I'm, uh...

I'm the one who crosses the horizon.

(SHAKILY) I'm a real sailor. (CHUCKLES)

(WIND WHISTLING)

(SHOUTING) Whoa! What was that?

(SHOUTING) Babe, you gotta come see this!

Is it a land bird?

RICHARD: Yeah.

What's it doing this far from shore?

I dunno. The wind must've blown her in.

All the way from land?

I think so.

It's remarkable, right'?

Should we be worried?

Hey, take the wheel,
I just gotta check this.

(RADIO BEEPING)

MAN ON RADIO:
A warning to those in the Pacific,

high winds and expected rainfall
are now changed to a tropical depression

forming off central America,
and is now classified as a class four.

It's moving quickly
and increasing in strength,

currently at 12 degrees north and
107 degrees, and moving west at 12 knots.

Babe, that's not good.

MAN ON RADIO: And a repeat for
those of you just tuning in...

- TAMI: Babe!
- Just one second, please!

MAN ON RADIO:
America and is a class four.

Right, so we're at 11 north
and one, two, three west.

That's well over 1,000 miles away
from the center of the storm.

It should die out before it reaches us,
but... we have to watch this one.

What if we just alter our course?

RICHARD: Huh?

We cut north,
give the storm a wider berth,

what do you think of that?

RICHARD: You're right, let's do it.

We need to make sure everything's secure.

Yeah, we need to tack first.

All right, let's tack.

All right, lock it up!

Yup.

You don't want any stuff flying around
in case the storm hits.

Hey, I'll get that!

TAMI: Look at that. Wake up.
What do you make of that?

(RICHARD WHEEZING)

It's... pink absinthe.

Mmm.

And bloody marigolds in a wine reduction.

It's red.

Did you just say "red“?"

(GROANS)

You coming around to my side?

Tami, it's red.

It is. Finally.

It's red. It's red.

Red sky in the morning...

Sailors take warning.

Mmm. Mmm-mmm.

Another fricking storm.

(GRUNTS)

Baby.

Oh, my God. Oh, Christ, you're burning up.

It's gonna be okay.

(EXHALES) I'm gonna build a shelter
for the storm... okay?

Okay.

Ah! (GRUNTS)

Let the sheet go!

What?

Let the sheet off now!

Okay.

Help take the halyard off!

(SCREAMS, THEN GROANS)

It's released!

RICHARD: Help me!

TAMI: It was just a squall.

It's amazing, isn't it?

How just a little sheet can make
the whole world feel like it disappears.

Do you see?

When I was little...

my dad used to come visit
at my grandparents' house.

- We never knew when he was coming.
- (RICHARD WHEEZING)

He would just show up.

When he arrived, I would get so excited.

'Cause he was my favorite person
in the whole world.

He would take me surfing,
and get me ice cream.

(LAUGHS)

The next morning, he'd always be gone.

We never knew where he was going.
He would just disappear.

And then, starting when I was about 10...

my grandparents stopped letting him in
when he would show up,

and he would just fly into a rage.

Screaming and shouting...

and I heard a lot of things that
most young girls never have to hear.

But when it was happening...

I would go into the bathroom.

I would lock the door and
get in the bathtub...

and I'd put a blanket
over the shower rod...

and I'd pretend like
I was anywhere else in the whole world.

We could do that right now.

We could pretend we were somewhere else.

MAN ON RADIO: Hurricane Raymond is
now classified as a category four.

Mayday! Mayday!
This is the sailing yacht Hazana.

Do you copy?

We need to head southwest!

Are you sure?

If we can't get above it,
maybe we can sneak below it!

What did you say?

Nothing! Just... Just get the EPIRBs!

(PANTS) Argh!

(GRUNTING)

(BOTH STRAINING AND GRUNTING)

(GROANS)

(BOTH PANTING)

I love you.

(BOTH STRAINING)

(BOAT CREAKING)

(GRUNTING)

RICHARD: Do you want me to go?

(PANTS) I got it!

Be careful!

(BOAT CREAKING LOUDLY)

- RICHARD: Hold on! Hold on! I have you.
- (TAMI SCREAMS) Richard! Richard!

- It's all right! It's all right!
- (BOTH PANTING)

- RICHARD: Are you okay?
- Yeah. Yeah.

I thought I lost you there, for a minute!

You'll never lose me!

Now, get below! It's safer!

No! I'm not going down without you!
We could roll!

The boat will right itself! Get below!

- I'm not leaving you!
- Get below, now!

TAMI: Oh, my God!

Tarn, get in, now! You need to get in! Go!

TAMI: Here! Here!
Put your safety harness on!

(RICHARD SCREAMS, GRUNTS)

- (TAMI SCREAMS)
- (THUD)

(GRUNTS)

Ah!

(GROANS)

Tam.

Tami. Get up.

Now.

Richard.

I'm gonna let you go now.

(SIGHS)

I'll love you forever.

(TAMI GROANS)

RICHARD: And, after a few days,
there's the hallucinations.

Are you ready to love me even more?

(MOANS)

If I hadn't met you...

then I wouldn't have us to remember.

I wouldn't trade this for anything.

(SNIFFS)

I have to do this on my own now.

(GASPING)

(COOING)

Hi.

You're back.

What are you doing here?

Where did you come from?

(LAUGHS)

(GASPS)

(HORN BLARES)

(SHOUTS)

(HORN BLARES)

(SHOUTS)

(LAUGHS)

(PANTING)

MAN: Are you okay?

Okay. Got you.

Can you tie off the straight line?

(SNIFFS)

(MOANS)

(QUIET, ROMANTIC SONG PLAYING)

(SNIFFS)

(SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY)

(LAUGHS)