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- Okay. We've mapped out all these areas

Where the signals are vanishing,

and we've also identified one of the vessels.

Owned by Freddy Solomons.

So we need you to investigate trawlers

operating in these new locations.

Board them. Check their data loggers.

If they're operating illegally, lock them up for good.

- We cannot criminalize them over this.

- The restaurant business is far riskier

than catching a wave, my son.

- It's not like Rebecca is a professional chef,

with a decade's worth of international experience.

- I'll lend you the money. You and Rebecca have got this.

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What's this?

- Have you been shooting up? - No. Are you mad?

I-I'm a donor. I give blood.

If you ever lie to me again,

I will withdraw my investment and my involvement.

- Okay. - That's just so we're clear.

No more secrets.

- You took these files from my room

when I expressly told you not to do it.

It's 10 years' worth of my research!

And you had no right to make

some willy-nilly bloody video with it!

- Tristan, I've told you everything.

- You've told me that you're responsible for Mum's death.

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[Gasps, breathing heavily]

[Birds chirping]

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[Footsteps approaching]

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? I can feel your tide ?

? Pulling me ?

? Call when the sunlight falls ?

? And the tide will bring me home ?

[Birds crying]

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[Saw scraping]

Wow. Sexy, babe.

- Quite the fantasy. - [Chuckles]

What do you think?

- I think you would look sexier with a helmet on.

- What do you think about the colors?

Have you picked one?

Um, no. Not really.

- Seafoam green or Nature's Spray?

- Babe, they sound like air fresheners.

- Baby, I need to start painting. - Baby, I know.

But it's just -- Can I tell you later?

- We're not gonna be ready for the launch.

Come on. Seafoam green.

Gavin...

picking the color that decides my future is a big thing.

Can I just... Can I just let it simmer?

Also, I have to interview the new pastry chef, so...

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What's that?

- From when I was little. - [Chuckles]

See? "R" for Rebecca.

- Oh, wow. Once upon a time, you were only that big!

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- Every year, my dad would check it to see how much I've grown.

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Every year.

"How did you get so big, Rebecca?"

- I guess no dad wants to see his little girl grow up.

But we do, so...

Yeah, we do.

So which one?

I will tell you later.

- Just...today. - I will.

- Okay? - Okay.

- Promise? - Promise.

Okay.

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[Birds chirping, waves breaking in distance]

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What are you doing here?

Isn't your dad supposed to take you to school?

- No. I'd rather just walk with you.

- What happened? - Nothing.

Doesn't look like nothing.

- When my mum drowned, we were told she had a stroke.

But...I keep thinking there's more to it.

Like what?

- I don't know, but I think my dad's lying.

- Would he hurt your mum? - No.

Never.

I guess I'm just looking for reasons to make sense of it all.

Would you mind helping me?

My fingers are feeling a bit numb.

Really?

Yeah. Just please help me.

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Cool. Thanks. Let's get going.

Cool.

- Oops-a-daisy.

- Jack? - Yeah.

I'm just taking Lucy to school,

and then I'm off to the yacht club.

What's at the yacht club?

- Gran's dropping off the cookies.

Oh.

Well, I hope you have more luck selling those things

than I'm having with the camper van.

- No takers yet? - No.

With my technical abilities,

it'll be a miracle if the ad goes through.

- But I have had a brain wave. - Ah.

I'm almost too scared to ask.

- Sky Hotel. - Don't you mean Skybnb?

- Jack! - What's -- What? Come on!

I can get some money for this thing as a holiday rental.

- I am not having tourists sleeping in my driveway.

- One of my mates gets 1,000 rand a night for his garage.

Come on. It's only for a few days.

- I like your plan, Grandpa. - Thank you, Lucy.

- Don't you encourage him. - [Laughs]

Bye.

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[Indistinct conversations]

- Just in case there's any confusion,

let me make this as clear as I can.

We'll be looking for any permit violations,

checking...your data loggings,

your secret holds for any extra fish

and unpermitted...

Those bastards.

They're getting what's coming to them.

They want to mess with my ocean.

It's not your ocean, Amanda.

Was this you?!

- Uncle Freddy. - They're pulling my license!

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I won't be able to take my boat out of the harbor now.

Tell me straight out.

Was this you?

- Uncle Freddy, maybe we should just sit down and talk.

Sit down?

You want to sit down... and do what?

Huh?

Explain how I'm gonna break this to my family.

Tell them that I don't have an income anymore!

From the minute I saw you, I knew it.

I knew it!

[In Afrikaans] What did I tell you?

That man's nothing but trouble.

Hey. What's going on?

- He was caught for illegal fishing.

What? How?

- Did you report him? - What am I supposed to do?

- Turn a blind eye? - Have you lost your mind?

- Oh, it's so easy for you to take the moral high ground

when you have no idea what they're doing to our oceans.

Okay.

So you are the mighty savior and we are the uninformed idiots.

- That's not what I said, and you know it.

Martin.

We went out fishing with all of them.

We grew up playing on Uncle Freddy's boat.

All of this.

Our connection to the ocean is because of my dad

and Uncle Freddy.

Okay.

Just 'cause we played on their boats,

now I'm supposed to let him break the law?

- How does that work? - See, it's not that simple.

But you know that.

But you're going after the smaller guys

because you, Martin, you are afraid to address

the bigger issue.

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[Indistinct conversations]

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Oh, this place.

- All right, guys. That's it. We're off.

- Can you leave one or two of your Navy men with us?

- Amanda, they did the patrols, and that's...

that's where this ends.

- I'm just worried about our safety.

- Yeah. Well, maybe you should've thought about that

before you went behind our backs,

- got the Navy involved, yeah? - Oh, my word.

- Have you managed to look at all the evidence

I've provided you with?

This is a lot more complicated situation

than just confiscating licenses and picking on local fishermen.

- What do you want from me, Dr. Field?

- I want you to look at all the evidence.

Right.

Well, in that case, once again,

you're going to have to follow all the official procedures.

You see, the Navy didn't pick up anything,

and I warned you that that would happen.

So just stop jumping to conclusions.

Get the facts.

Submit them.

Follow our procedures.

Excuse me.

- Are you just going to leave like that?

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- We're gonna have to work off site for the rest of the day.

I have to finish my publication.

- But do you think they're going to be safe?

What, Noah and Norma?

- Yeah. - Why?

Yes. Of course.

- See you later. - Okay.

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- "Would through the airy region stream so bright

that birds would sing and think it were not night.

See how she leans her cheek upon her hand.

Oh, that I were a glove upon that hand

that I might touch that cheek."

Tristan?

[Clears throat]

"O, speak again, bright angel.

For thou art as glorious to this night, being o'er my head,

a winged messenger of heaven...

unto the white, upturned, wondering eyes of mortals

that fall back to gaze on him."

O, Romeo, Romeo.

Wherefore art thou, Romeo?

Deny thy father and refuse thy name.

Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love,

and I�ll no longer...

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...be...

And I'll no --

Yolande?

Yolande.

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...be...a Capulet.

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You okay?

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[Bell ringing]

Well done, guys. That's break.

You can pack up, and I'll see you after the break.

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[Indistinct conversations]

Okay. What is...

[In Afrikaans] "to emphasize..."

Honey!

Where's my hoodie, bro?

No. I'm just kidding. You can have that.

But how close were we to going, dude?

Too bloody close.

- But, you know, we were thinking, right?

We could do it properly.

Invite a few more people maybe charge an entrance fee,

rent some speakers.

Hey, what's going on?

- Wesley, can you take me home? - Yeah. Yeah.

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Ah. There you are.

Mary said you'd dropped off another batch of cookies.

I was worried you'd run off

before I could give you what the last batch made.

They seem to be a real hit. Our members are loving them.

There you go.

- Wow. This is gonna make Lucy's day.

- Ah. She's quite a little dynamo.

- She's gonna single-handedly save the sanctuary at this rate.

- Just like her granny. - Listen.

I wonder -- Can we, um, maybe have some time

to discuss Martin's fundraising gala?

- He wanted me to ask you. - Absolutely.

If you're free tomorrow, we could schedule a meeting.

- That would be great. - Great.

Okay.

Um...yeah. Just add 20 rand.

- Then we can go over all the details -- the menu, the costs.

- Yeah. That would be wonderful. [Machine beeping]

- Good. Everything okay? - It says declined.

May I have a look?

Um, I'll just pay with cash.

My card's been playing up at the petrol station as well.

- No, no. It's okay. I'll cover this.

- No. Don't be silly. - No.

Let you use poor Lucy's hard-earned money?

Come on. I absolutely insist.

- Now you're denying an old man the pleasure

of treating a woman of your caliber to a lunch.

Thank you.

- My pleasure. [Both laugh]

- So, um, is -- This the new menu?

- Uh, no. It's ideas for the new menu.

It's not finished yet.

- Doesn't look like you've even started.

It just looks like bad handwriting.

Hey. I have writer's block.

Mm. Sorry.

- So it's a very gradual, delicate...process.

What's delicate about it?

Well, you pick a dish. Pick another dish.

If that dish sucks, you -- you go for another dish.

- It's simple. - No, it's not that simple.

Babe, the menu needs to tell a story.

It needs to encapsulate the identities

- that I'm trying to create. - Okay. Okay.

Well, I mean, if I can make a suggestion, then,

um, I think you should go for the escabechie.

Escabeche.

- Oh. Excuse me. The escabeche. - [Laughs]

Well, you're in luck.

The escabeche is actually my speciality.

- Oh. - Mm!

So it's like you're my muse.

- Well, could this, um, muse self of mine

- make another suggestion? - Mm-hmm.

- About the color of the walls. I'm thinking seafoam green.

No. I didn't decide yet.

Fine. Duly noted.

- [Chuckles] - Well, you know what?

At least I am very amazing...

in making things taste delicious.

Okay.

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- Mmm. Oh. - Hmm?

- Mmm. That's -- That's - - That really good.

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- Mm! How's your camper van doing?

- Well, I'm trying to rent it out on Skybnb.

- Oh, Jack. - Yeah. Well, don't worry.

They won't allow it.

They say it has to be a fixed structure.

Bloody stupid if you ask me.

- Bloody lucky if you ask me. - Hm.

- Jack, I'm having problems with my bank card.

It just keeps on getting declined,

and when I phoned the bank, they said insufficient funds.

- Yes, but you've depleted your R.A.,

so your pension payments are going to be less.

- I know it's going to be less, but, I mean, this is ridiculous.

- Do you want me to put some money in your account?

No. Fine.

Anyway, I'm sure Gavin will start paying back the loan

- next month. - Ha!

- What? - Yes.

I'm sure I have a better chance of renting out the camper van.

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Tristan!

Is there something wrong with your phone?

No.

- Why are you not answering my messages?

I didn't get them.

Come. Sit down.

- We'll sort this out. - We already have.

- And I have things to do. - Tristan...

- What? - Just drop the attitude.

- Yeah. You too, Dad. - You check yourself.

I'm not one of your buddies.

Obviously not.

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Sit your arse down.

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So?

- What's going on? - [Exhales sharply]

It's not rocket science, Dad.

Tristan, Mum had a stroke.

- If you want to offload your guilt to someone,

speak to your therapist, not me.

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- I'm trying to have an adult conversation with you.

- Yeah, and it's not going anywhere.

- Tristan, you can disrespect me all you like,

but I promise you...

it's not gonna end well for you, buddy.

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[Birds crying]

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Mum, please ensure

that all the community leaders' names are on the list.

We need to get them on our side, because at the moment,

everyone's faffing around with their own surface-level issues,

but no one's seeing the bigger picture.

Mm. I'm worried about you.

- Why? - No.

All the stuff going on at the harbor.

Why don't you -- Why don't you get your dad to help you?

Mum, no. We'll be fine.

- No, man. Let him give you some support.

- He'd love that. - Seriously, Mum.

I don't need the extra drama, okay?

The Navy was enough.

Look.

- This is a trustee council. - Mm-hmm.

It needs to be on the brochure, because we've got two options.

You can either sponsor a penguin or penguins.

And also, you can financially contribute

to the new surveillance equipment.

- Okay. I've got that. - Thanks.

- [In Afrikaans] -Howzit, bro? - Good.

- Hi, Mum. - Hello.

How's the restaurant?

Um...yeah. It's going fine.

- Yeah. Well. - That's wonderful.

Your dad was asking how soon you could pay back

the, uh, the loan.

- Um, the terms of his loan agreement were

that we'd start paying back once the restaurant was open.

- Oh. Okay. Okay. - Is that okay?

- No. That's fine. - Are you sure?

I'm not putting you guys out financially?

No, no.

Dad's just being paranoid. You know.

- You know what he's like. - Yeah.

- I must say, I'm quite surprised.

Didn't think you'd pull through this venture.

- Well, what can I say? I'm not just a pretty face, huh?

- Listen. I hope you guys kill it.

Okay. We're ready.

I'm not sure if I must take a batch of cookies to school now

or if I must wait until the cake sale on Friday.

Maybe wait till Friday.

- Bye. -Bye. - Love you.

Tristan.

What time are you finishing up today?

I'll get home by myself.

- I could take them. - Mnh-mnh.

No, Mum. It's fine. Listen.

- Good luck at the yacht club. - Cheers, bro.

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Yeah?

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- ? Radio up and the blinds pulled down ?

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? You love it when nobody's around ?

? I want to call out, find time ?

? But you bite my lip ?

? Don't make a sound ?

? I'll be damned if I'm leaving without you ?

? Mm, mm ?

? Mm, mm, mm ?

? Mm, mm ?

? Mm, mm, mm ?

? Mm, mm ?

? Mm, mm ?

? Na, na, na, na, na ?

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- [Thud] - Damn it, Gavin.

Can you move some of the stuff to the side

- before I break my neck? - Oh. Sorry.

[Exhales deeply]

- Um...have you decided on seafoam green yet?

- No, but when I do, you'll be the first to know.

- Once I'm done here, I want to start with that.

- Babe, I still have some customers to serve.

[Exhales deeply]

What are you so afraid of?

I'm not afraid.

- You pitch a fight at making any choice whatsoever.

[Exhales deeply] Please.

And if you're gonna be so pushy, maybe we shouldn't work together.

Ah. There she is.

Huh? Like a bat out of hell.

- You don't know anything about food design.

- Yeah, I don't know anything about food design.

But you're so scared of failing

that you're doing everything possible to self-destruct.

Baby, this -- this isn't about design

or the color of the walls.

This is about your fear

of putting your food forward to be judged.

You've been piggybacking off that New York ego for so long

that you're terrified of what the locals,

people who really know you,

are gonna think about your cooking.

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[Exhales deeply]

- Seafoam green. It's the one on the right.

And the one on the left?

That would be Nature's Spray.

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Nature's Spray it is.

[Both laugh]

And you stop acting so holier-than-thou.

Because we both know you're the one who's petrified

of proving his parents right.

And that is why you're being so pushy.

- I've never given a damn what my parents think --

or anyone else for that matter.

And, um, yes, thank you very much.

I'm very happy now.

Finally.

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See?

[Birds chirping]

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Are you still ill?

- No. I'm fine. I just didn't feel like school.

- Did something happen? - No.

- Nothing I did? - No, Tristan.

Or Wes?

'Cause if he did, I'm bruising his other eye.

No. It's not Wes.

I think I just feel...sad.

Mm.

Do you want to talk about it?

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Tell me about being a ballet dancer.

What did you love about it?

I suppose...I felt worthy.

You know, when I got a turn or a jump right.

- I know the feeling. - [Chuckles softly]

- Were you also a ballet dancer? - I wish.

Have you seen the bodies on those guys?

[Imitating explosions, chuckles]

No. I-I mean when it comes to my photography.

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I just didn't want to be alone.

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- Sure, but then I'll come get you later

and take you somewhere nice.

Can't stay here all day. It's gonna make things worse.

I can't.

- Put on a swimming costume. I'll be back in a bit.

Huh?

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I said I can't.

I heard you.

I'll come by later.

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- Have a seat over there, madam. Thank you.

- I'm afraid my receptionist - - [Telephone ringing]

Can you give me a moment? I'll be with you right now.

- Simon's Town Yacht Club. - Look. It's okay.

- I can come back. - No, no. Please.

Uh, you just fill in this section over here, madam.

This form here.

No. I'm afraid you'll have to come into the club.

And the cost?

- The membership fees are there, madam.

- Sorry. I didn't get that. - Give me that.

I'll take the calls and you can help.

- Come on. - No. You really don't have to.

- You didn't have to pay for my meal yesterday.

- Come on. - Thank you.

Hello. How can I help?

- And then? - Absolutely.

How many would you like that for?

- And then you just complete that section over there, madam,

- and that's it -- We're done. - Right, then. Bye.

- Thank you so much. - [Exhales deeply] Pleasure.

- This is the umpteenth mess that I'm dragged into.

And I've had enough.

Day in and day out,

I'm dealing with headaches that you caused, Martin.

Freddy is a third-generation fisherman,

like those guys that managed to keep it going up till now.

It's disgusting out there!

- You bastards are the problem! - What are you gonna do?

- Hey! - Who's to blame?

- Hey! - You blame me?

- Leave her! [Indistinct shouting]

Leave her, you bloody bastard!

- [Grunts] - Oh, my word!

- Martin, are you okay?! - Hey! Hey! Stop this!

Guys. Guys, please.

- Are you happy now?! - Just stay there.

- You have just proven that you are a criminal!

- Please. Okay. - I will call the cops on you!

- No. Don't! No one's phoning the cops.

- Just -- Just a misunderstanding.

- No, it's not a misunderstanding.

You just wait!

I will come for you, you bastards!

- [Indistinct shouting] - Guys. Guys, please.

- I'd watch my backs if I was you!

Just stay back.

- Just -- Just leave it, okay?

Let's get our stuff and get out of here.

[Birds chirping]

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- Ca-caw!

Ca-caw!

- [Chuckles] What, are you a sick bird now?

- No. But I'm here to make you fly.

Hm.

What'd make a sick bird fly?

Oh, just...

just come on.

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Please?

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- Did you hear him? Did you hear him threatening me?

Joey is a bloody thug! The whole lot of them are.

But they will tell a sob story about how hard done by they are,

how they're doing this to survive.

I'm telling you, they are all in on it.

You can't say that.

- And who cares if you have evidence?

We'll just let them go with a slap on the wrist.

- It's more than just a slap on the wrist, Amanda.

- It's a whole network of illegal fishing.

Two decades of petition, canvassing, and protesting

and no real difference.

I'm so sick of it!

[Exhales deeply]

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What are you doing?

- Close your -- Keep them closed. Don't look.

- Are you crazy? - Don't look.

If you peek, I'm gonna be very bleak, okay?

- Don't let me fall in the water! - Yeah.

You look like you've got no buoyancy anyways.

Don't look! Don't look.

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Wait for it.

Wait!

- [Laughs] - [Grunts]

Can I look?!

Yeah.

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Whose boat is that?

Today, it's ours.

- Are we stealing it? - [Exhales deeply]

Welcome aboard the Tristan Field Cruise Line.

- [Exhales sharply] Is this thing even safe?

Since when are you scared?

And yeah, I've spent my entire life in the ocean, so...

- this is fine. - [Laughs]

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[Engine starts]

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Huh?

- Nice. - [Exhales deeply]

All right.

- Hey. - Oh!

- Whoa. - Nice shot, bro.

Oh, how's the other guy looking?

- Like a big thug named Joey, apparently.

- [Chuckles] - Can I get you some ice?

- No. I'm good. I've been icing it for the last half an hour.

What I would appreciate is if I can just work here for a bit.

- Just got some work to finish. - Sure, man.

Don't you want to go finish it at home?

- No. I want to keep an eye on my boat.

In case all hell breaks loose again.

- Right. Well, make yourself at home.

I'm gonna go catch a wave, so... [In Afrikaans] Cool.

- Enjoy it. - See you later.

- Cheers, bro. - Enjoy.

- So, I hate to say it, but... I told you so.

Yeah, yeah.

Keep rubbing salt into my already-fragile wound.

I'll tell you what.

- Why don't I make you something to eat?

I'm experimenting on something new.

Sounds good.

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This place is coming on nicely, I must say.

- And that counter -- That - - That is a cool color.

- What is that? - [Chuckles]

I wish your brother was here right now.

Why?

No reason.

It's called Nature's Spray.

Huh.

- I think it's cool. - Mm.

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Okay. All right. Pleasure.

No. Just shout if you need anything else.

- Okay. Bye-bye. - Well, I must say,

you definitely have a flair for this.

- [Laughs] I haven't worked since my 20s.

- So when can you start? - [Laughs]

- Look. I'd like to have someone permanent.

So if you want, the job's yours.

- You -- Are you being serious? - Completely.

- Well, um... I'm gonna have to say no.

Why not?

- Kids. Jack. Martin really needs me now.

The -- The whole thing is really complicated.

- Well, if you should ever reconsider,

it would only be a half-day job, and the pay's pretty good.

- Really? - Around 12,000 a month.

- Okay. [Knock on door]

Apologies, Commodore.

Two kids have stolen one of the skiffs out of the harbor.

- We have them on camera. - Excuse me.

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[water lapping]

I love this feeling.

It's like you can just vanish.

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- My mum always used to take us out to the ocean.

when we were feeling down.

She used to call that our safe space.

Isn't that ironic?

- Did you speak to your dad about it?

Nah. There's no point.

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- You were right. This is awesome.

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- I'm the guinea pig? - [Chuckles softly]

Okay. Well, let me tuck in.

[Clears throat] This looks good.

A little bit of fish, some sauce.

Mm. Mm.

It's, uh...

It's different.

- Different... - Mm. In a good way.

The flavors just pop.

Everything just works well together.

- Stunning. - Good.

[Chuckles] Becca, I'm so proud of you.

Becca, you've done it.

You've taken your dad's place,

and you've turned it into your vision.

I'm so proud of you, Becs.

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Thank you.

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Um... so, you still missing Cyprus?

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Yeah.

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I miss the simplicity, you know?

And the fact that the locals didn't want my head on a spike.

You know what I mean?

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- So what are you gonna do about it?

- Well, I'm gonna finish my publication...

and I'll put together my fundraiser,

and then I'm gonna hit them with the facts.

You know?

Yeah. I just have to prove to them that False Bay is...

Well, it's practically a desert.

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Good.

- You remember the other day in your room?

We looked at the photo of the dancer doing that sick leap

with the sun in the background.

[Mid-tempo music playing]

Yeah.

I've spent my entire life trying to hit that jump right.

- Why don't we re-create it?

I want to take a photo for your wall.

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- What, like -- like here?

- Unless you think you can't pull it off, of course.

Uh, it's gonna be really hard.

- Yeah. - Come on.

You can do it.

I'll even help you out.

[Mid-tempo classical music plays]

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[Camera beeps, shutter clicks]

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- Then...the most tricky thing is the timing.

So, uh...building the strength for not only the jump,

but also for the landing.

- I'm ready when you are, Yolande.

Okay.

[Camera beeping, shutter clicking]

[Exhales deeply] Okay.

[Music builds, continues]

[Shutter clicks, water splashes]

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[Muffled screaming]

[Gasps]

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[Gasping]

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- What's wrong? Your leg? - My leg. My leg.

Okay. Okay. Aah! The boat.

- It's floating. - Hold on to my back, okay?

- Okay. - Okay?

Okay.

There you go. I've got you.

- Okay. - Hold on tightly.

- Thank you. - You're welcome.

Freddy?

Uncle Fred?

- There you are. - Uncle Freddy.

I thought maybe I can bring you some in-the-flesh visuals.

Just -- Just for a bit of perspective, you see.

You must know Auntie Marsha, right?

Auntie Marsha.

And these are my children...

- Freddy, please. - ...Rhidwan and Aisha.

Rhidwan is 12. Aisha is 9.

Uncle Freddy, please.

- Take a good look at them, Martin.

Look at them!

They're not very different from your own children.

Now, I'll ask you.

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How do you justify taking away

a man's ability to provide for his children?

How do you take away a man's livelihood, huh?

His ability to provide a good future for his children!

- How do you do that?! - I'm sorry, Uncle Freddy.

- I never even fished over my quota.

- We caught you in the no-take zone,

and you were fishing with an expired license.

- Which was valid for only three weeks.

Three weeks, Martin.

It's never enough to get the fish that we need.

Never!

And I never even go in the sanctuaries.

The weather was bad also.

You are right.

So -- So I go one week over, right?

One week.

One week, Martin, and what do you do?

You -- You turn me into...

[Exhales sharply]

You turn me into a common criminal!

- Uncle Freddy? Mummy, bring the sugar water.

- [Gasping] - [Cellphone ringing]

- Mum? - Martin?

It's Tristan.

He's stolen a... a boat from the yacht club.

And he's been gone for hours now.

I'm...

- I'm really worried. - Yeah, yeah.

Can -- Can you just -- Can you, uh, just send me a picture?

And I'll need a rubber duck.

Okay. I'm on my way. Thanks, Mum.

Martin?

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[Engine humming]

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- We're looking for a blue skiff with -- with wood trim on it.

These bloody kids, man!

Martin, relax.

- No. I had a dream about it this morning!

Hey. Look at me.

It's gonna be fine.

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[Breathing heavily]

Are we gonna die here? The boat is long gone.

[Coughs]

Uh, how's your leg?

[Coughs]

- I don't think I can hold you much longer.

I should -- I'm gonna try swimming to the shore.

Where is that?

I don't know.

- Just keep swimming. Just keep swimming.

We just need to hang on.

I'm sure my dad's gonna realize I'm gone.

[Groans] Come on! [Grunts]

- You know -- You know, this would be the perfect day.

Leave the drama, honestly.

I'm all drama, Tristan.

Yolande!

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There. Martin.

It's the boat.

They're not there.

- Maybe -- Maybe they're just swimming.

No. No.

- [Exhales deeply] - No! Let me go!

Stop...Stop or we'll drown!

- Tristan. - We'll drown!

- No. I don't want to swim anymore!

- There they are! The skiff. Do you see it?

Tristan! Trist!

- Let me go. - We'll drown.

- Please. Just let me go. - We'll drown.

- Tristan... - Tristan!

- Tristan, look at me. I don't want to swim anymore.

Hey!

Dad!

Dad!

Are you okay?!

You okay? Get in, buddy.

[Gasping]

[Grunts]

Trist, come.

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[Grunts]

Tristan, what were you guys thinking?

Hey?

- Dad. [Breathing heavily]

I'm fine. I'm fine.

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Tristan...

Here you go, honey. Come.

Let's get you -- Let's get you dry.

Oh. Come on.

There we go. Are you okay?

All right. Come on. My goodness.

We'll get you nice and warm.

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Hey.

You okay?

This is my fault.

Julia's stroke, it was... it was caused by hypoxia.

She didn't get enough oxygen.

And I haven't had the courage to...

...tell Tristan the whole truth.

About what?

- On that last day, I-I...

I basically pressured Julia into diving with me.

I wouldn't take no for an answer, and in the rush, I...

...I didn't check my oxygen levels.

So when we got down to 30 meters, I ran out,

and she immediately came over,

and we -- we started to buddy-share.

And then on the ascent, everything was fine.

She -- She was fine. She --

I mean, we checked in with each other, and...

But then, when we surfaced... [Sighs]

When we got to the surface, she...

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...she collapsed in my arms.

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And that's when I realized she...

...she didn't take enough oxygen to save me.

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Martin.

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