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So tell me. How was Hawaii?

-It was unbelievable.
-Oh, yeah?

-Well, what happened?
-1 met this guy.

It was the best week of my life.

It was just a little vacation romance.

But he was so sweet.

He took me to all these cool local places.

We went scuba diving...

-...snorkeling...
-...mountain climbing.

Well, we got a little drunk.

-He gave me...
-...a back rub.

We slow danced...

...in the rain.

But it wasn't just about the sex.

You know, it ended
kind of weird, though.

When I asked for his phone number,
he told me he's...

-...married.
-...gay.

-...entering the priesthood.
-...he doesn't believe in phones.

He just kind of ran away.

You know, it was just a little fling, but...

...I will never forget my week...

...with Henry Roth.

-Henry Roth.
-Harry.

Harry Paratesticles.

-Henry Roth.
-Henry Roth.

-Henry Roth.
-Henry Roth.

Henry Roth, why didn't you tell me
you were a secret agent?

I prefer intelligence operative,

and I couldn't tell you
until I thought I knew you.

Well, can I call you when I land?

You can call me, but I'll be in Peru.
Ooh, I said that a little loud.

Come on, that's a 187, code blue.
We got the wolf sleeping at night.

He's slipping his right arm in the drawer,
and out comes the cookie jar. All clear.

- Bling-blang, walla-walla, bing-bang.
- Got it?

Well, maybe when you get back from Peru.

- I don't think that's an option, Lisa.
-Linda.

I know. I changed your name
for your protection.

-Oh.
-We have to go our separate ways now.

Well, goodbye.

Got it! Moving out!

-What the hell is your problem?
-Hey. Just keep going, I'll give you $20.

-You got it. How's your balls?
-Killing me. Hit it.

Easy, Honah Lee.

Hey, I'm a person, not a seal, huh?

Well, I am a vet, not a doctor.

So just hold still,
or I won't give you a treat.

I know, it's okay. You see that, kids?

You see what happens
when you play with sharks?

Now, why you gotta spread those lies?
Sharks are like dogs.

They only bite when you touch
their private parts.

-Okay.
-Hey, that's a good title

for my documentary.

Sharks: They Only Bite When
You Touch Their Private Parts.

Or you could call it,
Sharks: They Tried to Eat My Kidney.

All right, enough already.

You too, Willie.

Keev-a hee-yoo walla poi poi.

All of you, huh?

Ooh, he just cast a spell on us.

All right. You're gonna have to put
this on four times a day for two weeks.

-You can handle that.
-What's wrong with that turtle?

He has lung problems
because he smoked too much turtle weed,

which is bad for you. Right, Ula?

What? I don't smoke weed.

- Hey, Honah Lee?
- Uh-huh.

How's that hot
wahine nympho from Ohio, huh?

She's great. I dropped her off
at the airport this morning.

Oh, come on, I need some details.

You get some booby, some assy,
a pull on your poi-poi? Come on.

Daddy, what's a nympho?

Oh. The nympho is the state bird of Ohio.

Oh.

You're the state idiot of Hawaii.

Here you go, Willie. Bite the fish,
chew the fish, love the fish. Yeah, enjoy.

- You crack me up, kamaaina.
- Oh, yeah?

- You know, one of these days...
- Yeah?

...you're gonna show one of those
tourists such a good time,

she'll wanna stay on the island, bro.

Now, why do you say
such mean things to me like that,

and why is your foot on my pillow?

I don't want your ass on it, either.
Get up! Get up!

- It could happen.
-Mm-hm.

Then you won't be able to go
on your big boat trip to Alaska.

You'll be stuck here, waking up next to
the same old, ugly broad, just like Ula.

-Just kidding, guys.
-About the old part or the ugly part?

Henry, come quickly! It's Jocko!

Jocko! What's going on with you, buddy?

Don't be scared.
Everything's gonna be fine.

Just stay calm. All right.

Willie, I don't need you to see this.
Get out of here, now!

Okay, check the temperature
of the pool. Go! Hurry!

Alexa, what are you doing?
I meant check the thermometer!

Give me a hand. Let's go!

I need you to get me two fish
from the barrel. Now.

- Okay.
- Just hang in there.

- Here.
- It's gonna be all right.

That's a little warm. Go to
the bottom of the barrel, please.

Okay, there. That's good. Thank you.

Come on, buddy, take it. Take it.

-He's not responding!
-I know, Alexa!

Sorry I smacked you with that.
You needed the fish slap to calm down.

-Do you understand? Are you calm?
-Yes. Yes. Fish slap calm me.

Okay, now, I'm gonna try to
get him breathing manually, okay?

So I need your face right next
to his mouth to see if it's working.

-Are you ready?
-Yes.

-One, two, three!
-Nothing, nothing!

All right, all right!!
We're gonna try it one more time.

If it doesn't work,
we'll perform an emergency tracheotomy.

We don't wanna do that, so let's
pray this works. One more to three.

One, two--

Oh!

Yikes. That's a-- That's a lot of vomit.

This is why I got into this business.

To save sea animals.

You should go wash yourself off, okay?

Maybe try some turpentine.
That might take the stink away.

Yeah, high-five is right, buddy.

I knew you were gonna burp,
but the vomit thing was awesome!

That's what she gets for eating
my roast beef sandwich.

Willie, did you see that?

Captain's log:
November 5th, 6:45 a.m.

I've taken the "Sea Serpent”
for a trip around the island of Oahu.

It is by far the longest voyage
she has yet undertaken,

and its successful completion
will signal that she's ready

for our great journey to Bristol Bay,

whose unspoiled walrus habitat
will yield an abundance of--

Damn it!

Are you kidding me?

Oh, aloha, honey. What can I get for you?

I guess I'll take a cup of coffee.

-You guess?
-Yeah, I already ate breakfast.

I just need to kill some time
before the Coast Guard gets here

to tow my boat.

What did you eat?

I had a Reese's Peanut Butter Cup
and some Gatorade.

They're not breakfast.
I get you Spam and eggs.

Nick, I need Spam and eggs.

Hey.

-You like the peanut butter cups?
-Uh, yes.

You want for me to put
peanut butter cups in your eggs?

No, that's okay.

Peanut butter cups.

-Hey, Sue, nice haircut.
-Mahalo, Lucy.

Are you staring at me or her?

Because you're starting to freak me out.

Settle down and eat your pancakes, huh?

I think she's a local girl.
I wanted to go up to her,

but I was kind of off my game. But,
man, oh, man, was she cute, though.

I thought you liked your bitches
from out of state.

Yeah, that's usually my policy.
Make sure I don't get tied down.

Freeze that image right there.

There's the little fella.
Congratulations, Mommy.

Sounds to me like someone
is afraid of commitment.

Let me guess.

Your high school sweetheart
got drunk at party,

then cheated on you
with whole wrestling team.

Close. Actually,
it was my college girlfriend Tracy.

And it wasn't a wrestling team.
It was her academic advisor.

-Oh, she liked the older man.
-Older women. About 50 years older.

I hope you shot the stupid tramp.

What's with the "tramp"
and the "bitches" talk?

-Are you drunk or something??
-1 apologize for nasty talk.

I am grouchy due to lack
of recent physical intimacy.

-Ooh.
-Shut up, because here comes

one-time-only opportunity.

What I will do now is
go into your office and become naked.

Next move is up to you.

I may not be as limber as I once was,

but, yeah, I make up for it
with enthusiasm

and willingness to experiment, huh?

I don't know if you realize,
I'm not into guys.

Hey, Mr. Peanut Butter Cups.

Hey, Mr. Could-Kill-Me-in-One-Punch.
How you doing?

-You're back.
-Yeah, couldn't get enough of that Spam.

Why don't you fry some up
and throw some eggs on top of it for me.

-You got it.
-All right, mahalo.

-Hi, Lucy.
-Hi, Nick.

You know, why don't you try this?

It's kind of a hinge.

Now, why didn't I think of that?

Well, you're too close to the project.

Don't be hard on yourself.

You're right. Sometimes you need
an outsider's perspective.

Fresh eye never hurts.

I'm Lucy.

Yes. I'm Henry Roth.

-Nice to meet you.
-Nice to meet you.

It's pretty. Keep up the good work.

Wait. I see you're sitting there alone.
Um, do you wanna come and sit down?

Sure, sure. That'd be great,

- if that's all right.
- Okay.

-So, are you an architect?
-I am not. I'm in fish.

Oh, that's where the smell is coming from.

Yeah, yeah, I was feeding
a walrus this morning,

and I thought I got most of it
off of me, but guess I didn't.

- I love that smell.
-No, you don't.

-Fish don't even like that smell.
-No, I do. My dad's a fisherman.

He and my brother Doug,
they go out to sea for months at a time.

And I miss them so much while they're gone
that when they come back,

... I just hold on to them
for five minutes each.

And they smell just like your hands.
It's the best smell in the world.

Well, my fingers are available

for your sniffing pleasure
anytime you need them.

- Wanna?
- Okay.

Sea lions are known
for their, uh, athleticism,

and dolphins are known
for their intelligence.

-Walruses are known for their, uh...
-Tusks?

Their tusks. Also, their male parts
can get pretty gigantic.

-Oh.
-Yeah, yeah, it's the second biggest

out of all the mammals.

-What's the first?
-Uh, I think Tattoo-Face.

I like your laugh.

I like you making me laugh.

I hate to break this up,
but we're setting up for lunch.

-Oh--
-Oh, okay. Sorry, Sue.

And the real cool thing
about walruses is they're very mysterious.

- Mysterious?
- Yeah, yeah.

You know, we don't really know
what they're like in the wild.

Don't they just sleep on icebergs
and yawn all the time?

That's all we really see is
what they do outside of the water,

but there hasn't been much research
on what they do under the ice,

which is where they spend
two-thirds of their lives.

Well, maybe they're just down there
intimidating the other sea creatures

with their big winkies.

That is one theory.

- I have to go.
-Uh, where you going?

It's my dad's birthday, and we go
every year, and we pick a pineapple.

-It's a tradition.
-That sounds nice. Okay, well,

I had a great time.

-Me too.
-Okay.

Would you like to have breakfast
again tomorrow morning, same time?

-Because I teach an art class at 10:00.
-Oh, really?

-Yeah.
-I wish I could make it,

but, uh, yes, I will be there.

-Take care.
-Okay.

-One for the road. Whoo, it is fishy.
-Got you good.

-Aloha.
-Aloha!

See you tomorrow.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my goodness.

Shit.

I had a bee on me.

- All right.
- He was a big one.

Which means "look at those two shitheads."

That was the stupidest-looking
swing I've ever seen.

I'm gonna take a Molokai on that one.

No throwing. Come on.

Quit your laughing, you hyenas.
Come on, let's see what you get.

Okay, you heard me. Go! Go!

Show Papa what you got.

You kids suck, you're good at everything.

The Father of the Year strikes again.

By the way, cuz, I met this sexy,
blond tax attorney at Starbucks today.

-Uh-huh.
- I told her you the kahuna

she wanna have fun on this island.

-Uh-huh.
-You want her number?

You pimping tourists for me again, Ula?

Yes! I live vicariously
through you, remember?

My life sucks.

Now, come on. Give her the Waikikiki
sneaky between the cheeky.

-Oh.
-Ula needs it.

This way, I can imagine I did it

and then I can get through
another weekend.

I'm staying in. Sorry. Thank you, though.

-What?
-Hey, Dad!

Not now, Keanu Mokokokakau.

But your stitches are bleeding.

- Aw!
- Eww.

It must've been my huge back-swing.

Honah Lee, you think you can
stitch me up again tonight

after I get back from surfing?

-Yeah, looking forward to it.
-1 wouldn't surf with a bleeding wound

like that. You might
attract a shark or something.

What's wrong with that, cuz?
Sharks are naturally peaceful.

Is that right? How'd you get
that nasty cut, anyway?

A shark bit me.

Nice.

Go smoke another one, bro.

I'll tell you, that shark theory's
starting to catch on.

Now, will everybody keep it down

while I whack the crap out of this thing?

Sit! Stay! Shit! No!

Where the hell is it?

Looking for something?

Oh, my God! What are you doing here?

The same thing you are.
Looking for my ball.

This is weird. I've been thinking
about you all morning, all day.

Can't wait to have breakfast
with you again tomorrow.

I know. And I just wanna eat you up.

- Really?
- Yeah. Tomorrow and the next day

-and the next day and the next day.
-All right. Okay.

Oh, my.

Oh, Lucy, that feels so good.

No, my nipples are too sensitive.
Stop that.

-What happened?
-Your ball hooked into that cart,

bounced back and then hit you
in the head. It was freaking hilarious.

-What?
-Who's Lucy?

And what's up with your nipples?

I can't be falling for a local.
I ain't ever going back to that diner.

-This where you got hit?
-Ah! Yes!

You're so lucky you're
a professional cliff diver in Hawaii.

-Yeah, well, it's a living.
-I'm a tax attorney.

- We never get to have any fun.
- Is that right?

I'd like to do something
extra fun tonight.

Uh-oh.

Wow, taking it deep, aren't you?

- Whoo!
- Yeah.

Albert, how about another
fishbowl for the young lady?

- Why don't I just tap a keg for her?
- Okay.

I think I'm getting kind of drunk.

-Are you getting drunk?
-Getting there.

So, what are you thinking?

What am I thinking?

Actually, I'm not drunk at all,
Noreen, and neither are you

because there's no alcohol
in these drinks.

Sadly, I've used this technique
many times.

It helps lovely tourists, such as yourself

loosen up without impairing
your ability to stay awake all night

and have guilt-free, vigorous sex with me.

- Wow.
- I'm sorry.

I'm not a cliff diver, either.
I-- I'm afraid of heights.

Well, since it's my last night in town,

can I pretend you didn't just say that
and still have sex with you anyway?

I can't do it. I'm sorry.

Well, can you at least point me
in the direction of someone who can?

Uh, that guy over there
could help you out.

-Isn't that a woman?
-Jeez, I'm not really sure.

But you're too drunk to notice,
remember? Take care.

- Hey, you. Aloha.
- Aloha.

Not aloha, "hello," aloha, "goodbye."
We're closed today. Go away.

-What are you talking about?
-Order up!

-Don't move. I have to talk to you.
-Okay.

-Hey! Tattoo-Face!
-Hey, Peanut Butter Cups!

Hi.

Hi.

My fingers are extra fishy today,
if you care to take a whiff.

What was that?

I was petting my walrus all morning

and I was thinking about you
the whole time.

Okay, pervert.
I think that you should leave.

What? I was just joking around
because of what we talked about yesterday.

Yesterday?

I've never even met you.

- Nick! I need help!
- Coming, Lucy.

Nick, put that down. I'll handle it.

-You, follow me.
-Wait a-- What's going on?

I was kidding around with you!

What's happening here?
Is she crazy or something?

Lucy is a very special person.
Very different from other people.

Okay.

About a year ago,
Lucy was in a terrible car accident.

She and her father went up
North Shore to get a pineapple.

Her father broke some ribs,
but Lucy suffered a serious head injury.

She lost her short-term memory.

So she can't remember anything?

No, no, no, no, she has all of her
long-term memory.

That's a different part of the brain.

Her whole life, up to the night
before the accident, she remembers.

She just can't retain any new information.

It's like her slate gets wiped clean
every night while she sleeps.

Hold on here. This sounds like
something I would tell a psycho girl

so she would stop calling me.
Am I the psycho girl?

I wish I was making this up!

She has no memory that she ever met you.

What about the pineapple-picking thing?

She says that every day,
because each morning

she wakes up thinking
it's October 13th of last year.

She comes here for breakfast
because that's what she did on Sundays

and October 13th was a Sunday.

She has no idea
it's more than a year later.

She reads the newspaper, though.

It's a special paper her father
puts on their porch every night.

It's from the day of her accident.
He got hundreds of them printed up.

Lucy does the same thing every day.

- Hello!
- Back here.

-Hi, Dad!
-Oh, hi, sweetie.

You got one without me.

Oh, well, the lady at the farmers' market
gave it to me as a birthday present.

I didn't wanna hurt her feelings.

I think she likes you.

-Yeah, what's not to like?
-What about our tradition?

Well, I have another idea.

I painted my workshop yesterday.

White.

Now it's too white. Gives me a headache.

Oh, yeah, you definitely
need some color in here.

Well, you know,
that's what I was thinking.

-Ooh, really?
-Yeah. Go nuts.

Paint me something nice for my birthday.

I will.

And promise that we can pick
a pineapple for Thanksgiving, okay?

- Sounds great.
- Okay, good.

Hey, you should watch the Vikings game
while I'm painting.

Good idea.

- Yeah, baby. Isolate.
- What are we eating tonight, Doug?

-Spaghetti, Pop.
-Hey, try not to sweat in the sauce.

Sorry, Pop.

Go Vikings.

Seven hundred and five.
Seven hundred and six.

-Seven hundred and seven.
-Hey, you guys.

Hey, sweetie.
How's the painting coming?

-Ooh, you'll see.
-Cool.

-Oh. What's the score?
-Uh, the Vikings

are on the two-yard line.

If they score here,
they bring it to 14-10.

Ooh, maybe they'll win
for your birthday, Dad.

And I'll bet Culpepper runs it in. Mm-hm.

I'll bet he fakes a handoff to Williams

and throws a pass to Kleinsasser
in the end zone.

-Loser does the dishes?
-You're on.

...keep the offense on the field.

Culpepper fakes a handoff
to Williams. He will throw.

He's got Kleinsasser in the end zone!
Touchdown, Minnesota.

Oh, wow, Doug, you're good.

Maybe you should be a coach.

- Dad.
- Moron!

That hurt.

♪ Happy birthday, dear Dad ♪

♪ Happy birthday to you ♪

And you don't look a day over 25.

Yeah, right, and Doug's muscles
aren't pharmaceutically enhanced.

What are you talking about?
I use an herb supplement

that can be purchased
at any health-food store.

Check this out.

Check out these glutes.
Rock-hard, baby.

Pretty sweet, huh?

Stop it! You're gonna make me
throw up on the cake.

Okay, just open your present.

Okay. Let's see what we've got here.

The Sixth Sense.

Hey! When I'm done doing
the dishes, do you guys wanna watch it?

Sure.

Ben Friedkin?

Some people, they call me freak.

Ronald Sumner?

I am. I am a freak. Look at me.

Just give me a chance--

I can't believe it.
Bruce Willis is a ghost.

I'm just-- I'm shocked.
Did you see that coming?

-No.
-Not a clue.

-Shocked as hell.
-Anyway, it was awesome.

- Happy birthday.
- Love you, Sis.

Oh, Doug, your muscles are getting so big,
I can barely wrap my arms around you.

You like that? Check this out.

Okay, okay, okay!
Enough with the titty dance!

Let your sister go to sleep.

-I like it.
-Sweet dreams, Lucy.

-Good night.
-Good night.

Hey, Tracy, how you doing?

Yeah?

Well, things changed a little bit
since high school.

And this is what happens
every single day.

How long it gonna take
for her memory to come back?

Her doctors say it may never come back.

So, basically, what you're saying is,

-she's the perfect girl for you.
-What do you mean?

You can hang out with her all day
with no attachment, because--

Her plane leaves every night?
There's only one problem with that.

-What is?
-It's evil.

No, it isn't.

You meet her, hang out, flirt,
no commitment, nobody gets hurt.

-She's got brain damage, you psycho.
-Okay, I'll give you that one.

But I think it'd be
healthy for you, Honah Lee.

You haven't allowed yourself
to connect with a girl for many years.

I appreciate your interest,
Oprah, but leave me alone.

Hey, you'd be doing exactly
what her father does:

Giving her a wonderful day.

Then, when it's time for you
to go on your big boat trip,

poof, you just leave.

She'll never even know you're gone.

See, I'm not sure about
the "poof tog" part,

because I'm not a very good poof er.

Could you demonstrate a good poof for me?

Quit busting my coconuts for five seconds.

All right. Would you stop poof tog
on that joint and do some work?

Okay. Let's get this sucker ready.

Then we're gonna take her out for a spin.

Captain's log:
November 7th. Nearly midnight.

The "Sea Serpent" is fully recovered
from her mishap

and ready to once again
brave the open ocean.

I think my stitches opened up again, cuz.

You got a cat?
Because I feel something licking me.

How is it?

Peanut Butter Cups.
What are you doing here?

I just wanted to say hi to Lucy.

I promise you I'm not gonna do
anything wrong.

What did Sue say?

She said that if I talk to Lucy,
you'll kill me with a meat cleaver.

She's the boss, cuz. But don't worry.

Lucy probably didn't wanna
talk to you anyway.

Um...

-What does that mean?
-This ain't a disco.

She doesn't want guys hitting on her
while she has her breakfast.

She does if it's Henry Roth.

-Who that?
-Who that? Me that.

I bet you 20 bucks I can get her
to have breakfast with me again.

-You're on.
-I love it.

-How you doing, honey?
-Hey, Sue. Nice haircut.

Oh, mahalo. See you in a bit.

Nick and I have an arrangement.

You can trust me.

Don't worry.

You should try this out.
Put it in there. Swivelly door.

Waffleonians can come in and out now.

Oh, are you from a country where it's
okay to stick your fingers

all over someone else's food?

No, I'm from this country.

Why? Were you gonna eat that? Oh.

All right, well, have a good meal.

-Yeah.
-That was pathetic.

Yeah? Why don't you choke on your Spam?

Double or nothing tomorrow.

Hey. I'm sorry to bother you,

but you look like a person
who appreciates fine art,

so I wanted your opinion on something.

I drew this. It's a picture of a father
and son fishing off a fishing boat.

There's a walrus right there--

Huh?

Oh, you don't speak English. Okay.

-Guin-ki.
-Guin-ki.

Doesn't look Chinese.

Forty.

Can I have that?

I need something to wipe my ass with.

Ha, ha, ha. Shut up.

I wonder what's the matter with him.

Looks like a stupid asshole to me.

Excuse me. Okay!
I didn't mean to startle you.

-No, that's all right. I--
-Are you okay?

Yeah, I'm fine. I'm having
a problem with something, but...

Is it something that
I could help you with?

No, no, no. I just...

can't read.

You gotta be kidding me.

-Here, I can read the menu for you.
-Oh, no, no, no, no.

Thank you. I can do this on my own.

Appreciate the sentiment.

I'm gonna get an order of the...

Pan-eh-que...

Pan...

Pan...

Panku--

Ca--

Panclocks.

-Pancakes.
-Okay, I'll have pancake.

- Pancakes.
- Pancah-- Pancakes! Pancakes!

-I'm so stupid!
-Oh, don't cry.

-Stupid. Stupid. Stupid. Stupid.
-Don't cry.

- I don't know anything!
-What a loser.

I'll tell you what. Why don't you
come over there with me?

You can have some breakfast,
and I'll help teach you some of the words.

- Okay.
- All right.

- That sounds nice.
- Come on over.

-Okay, thank you.
-All right.

So "I" comes before the "E"?

- Except after C?
- Yes.

Okay, and C is that little
half a squiggly one, right?

-Yes.
- I think I'm getting it.

-How'd you get so good at teaching?
-I'm a teacher. I do it all the time.

I'm an art teacher
at the Haluki-liki Junior High.

Well, you Haluki-liki the kind of teacher
all the kids have crushes on.

I know I would if I was in your class.

Okay.

Oh, boy, do my--
My fingers smell like fish.

That doesn't gross you out, does it?

No, not at all.

Really?

-Ow!
-If Lucy gets hurt,

I'm gonna chop you with the meat cleaver.

Okay, okay.

So I had a nice time.

-Yeah, me too.
-Thank you very much.

-Let me get it for you.
-Thank you.

Sure.

Okay.

I just want to eat you up, tomorrow
and the next day, next day, next day...

I'll see you around.

Okay.

Really? That's it?

-That's what?
-All that flirting,

and phony "I can't read" stuff,

and then you're not even gonna ask me out

or for my phone number?

- I can't read.
-Oh, shut up.

That was one of the goofiest things
I've ever seen in my life, but I thought:

"Hey, if this guy is so desperate
to meet me,

he might be worth talking to."

But then I get stiffed.

No, no, no, this is what happened. I...

Mahalo for the ego boost.

- You're right. You're right. I feel like--
- No worries.

I gotta-- I can read a little!

I didn't know "I" came before "E"!
That one I didn't know, I swear.

Oh, you idiot.

I hope you're happy, Shamu.

Marlin. It's Sue.

-Oh, aloha, sir. My name's Henry--
-I know who you are.

- I want to apologize to your daughter.
-Not gonna happen.

She's inside. You and me
are gonna straighten some things out.

Dad, the damn mongoose
got in the garbage again!

- Is this the guy?
- Yeah.

Mr. Roth, I have one simple request:

Stay away from my daughter.

Absolutely. I just--
I think I hurt her feelings

and I don't want it to end like that.

It's gonna end like this.

Calm down, little fellow.

I'm gonna kill you! You're a dead man.
Okay, I'm calm.

I'm calm.

-All right. Let me help you up.
- I got it! I got it. It's just that

my father and I work too hard
to protect Lucy

to let some idiot with the hots
for her come in and ruin it all.

I know all about what you guys do
and I totally respect that.

Look, if you know her condition,

then you know she can't have
a normal relationship with a man,

because the next morning,
she won't know who he is.

And any guy who's okay with that,

ain't okay with me.

-I'm not looking for a one-night stand.
-Anything with Lucy

is a one-night stand, numb-nuts.

Give us a break. Just stay
away from the Hukilau Café.

My daughter's been through enough.

Okay. I'm sorry.

I could have whooped his ass, Daddy,
but, ah, this gravel, I slipped on it--

Yeah, well, maybe you need to do
a few more butt flexes.

Cheap shot, Dad.

So fresh and so clean.

Hey, Alexa, did you ever hook up
with that girl from the bar

the other night?

- I chickened out.
-Really?

Yeah, I don't know.
I guess I prefer sausage to taco.

- What?
- Yeah. No, I agree, buddy.

Get out of here. Run for the hills.

Let me ask you something, Alexa.

If you made a promise to a girl's dad
that you would not see her anymore,

would you consider that, like,
a binding promise?

-Absolutely.
-Yeah?

But then again, there are always
ways around such things.

-Like?
-For example,

if I promised a woman's father
I would not see her,

I would simply shut my eyes
while she serviced my manhood.

That's actually a cool way to look at it.

And a very gross way.

He asked me not to go
to the Hukilau.

I'm not going to the Hukilau.

I'm not doing anything wrong.

Sorry to bother you.
I'm kind of stuck here.

-Uh-oh. Car trouble?
-Yeah. You mind giving me a jump?

Okay.

Appreciate your time.

Not everybody would have stopped like you.

-You're real sweet.
-Oh, yeah. Thank you.

-Okay.
-Okay.

I can't believe you fell for that.

Well, my grandfather died
trying to jump-start a car.

Oh.

I'm sorry. I... I was just joking around.

I can't believe you fell for that!

Oh, my God.

That was very good.

-My name's Henry.
-I'm Lucy.

Nice to meet you. You look like a nice...

Hi. Sorry for the delay.
Should be a few minutes.

-No problem. No worries.
-Where you coming from?

Breakfast?

- Yeah.
- How was it?

I had waffles. They were delicious.

I like making little houses
out of waffles.

-You do?
-That's my thing.

-What's your name?
-Lucy.

Hi, I'm Henry.

Okay, pal. When she stops,
just let her pet you. Look cute.

Go to the middle of the road.
Thank you. Right there. Perfect.

-Oh, shit.
-Here she comes. Smile.

Where is she?

Uh-oh.

Oh, my God. Oh, no!

Okay. That didn't work.

Shit your pants?

So did I.

Okay, this is her. Start beating me up.

Make it look good.

Help! Help!

Give me your wallet!

Okay, haole, what do you think?
You can come to this island,

-eat our pineapple--
-Help me! Ow! Not so hard.

-Take it easy.
-Trying to bang our women.

Making my sister clean your hotel room.

Okay. What does that have to do
with this? Relax.

-Hey! Hey! Help me, please!
-Stupid haole!

Yeah, that's right. Take that!
And that! And that!

And that! And that!

You got him.
You got him. Enough. Enough.

-Are you okay?
-Yes, yes--

Okay, I'll be back. Hey, come here!

No, no, no, no, no!
I think he's had enough.

Aw. I'm sorry.

My eye!

- You got him!
- Not good enough!

Oh, Kamehameha!

He learned his lesson!

-What's your name?
-My name's Henry.

-You did good.
-Hi. Sorry.

I'm in a community-watch program and--

Oh, you crazy bitch!

Yeah, keep running!

Okay, okay, he's-- He's gone now.

Not her. False alarm.

Don't worry, I called the cops already.
I'm all set.

Yeah?
You all set for this, Mr. Smarty?

- Oh, shit.
- Yeah.

Well, when you're finished playing
your little kidnap-victim crap

on my daughter, come by the house.

Okay.

Oh, boy.

There's something I wanna show you.

♪ Wouldn't it be nice
If we could wake up ♪

♪ In the morning when the day is new? ♪

We figured it out. She only sings
on days she meets you.

You're kidding me. That song?

That's Mom and Dad's song.

When her mom was alive, Lucy would
have me take that Beach Boys tape

-on every fishing trip I went on.
-Oh, yeah?

Yeah, she knew it would
make me miss her mom

and want to come home that much sooner.

I'm seeing a whole new side to you, sir.
I gotta tell you, it's grossing me out.

Let me ask you something.

What's in it for you?

What do you get out of this?

I don't know.

Wouldn't you want to spend
an hour a day with that?

Actually, no. She sings like shit.

-What?
-Can I ask you guys something?

What's gonna happen down the line?
Someday she's gonna wake up

and look in the mirror and notice
her face has aged ten years overnight.

You know something, Henry?

I worry about that
every damn day of my life.

Pardon me.

I'm sorry to interrupt, but I noticed
we were both eating alone,

and I thought
perhaps I could sit with you,

maybe build a syrup Jacuzzi

-for your waffle house?
-Oh, that would be nice,

but I have a boyfriend.

So I'm sorry.

You're making up a boyfriend
So you can get rid of me?

No, I'm not.

What's his name, then?

Ringo.

Is his last name Starr?

-No. McCartney.
-McCartney, okay.

-Oh, no.
-All right. I'm sorry.

No! This cop is writing me a ticket!

Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa.
I wouldn't go out there.

-Wait, wait, wait!
-Go on!

I'm coming.

The tags don't expire for seven months.

-They expired May of this year.
-No! No, no!

They expire May of next year.

Officer, I think there's been
a misunderstanding.

- I don't.
- This is ridiculous.

I'm not paying for this! It's October!

Excuse me. Can I borrow this?
Look, October!

Lucy, let's go back inside.

What?

What?

We're having a bad day, Doug!

Sweetheart,

these are from the accident.

Oh, no!

I can feel it.

You were in the hospital
for three months, sweetheart.

I have to talk to this doctor.
I need to hear it from him.

You have heard it, sweetie. Many times.

I have?

I'll take her.

I, uh, have to hear for myself, too.

Doug, just take this, okay? I can't--

I can't look at it anymore.

-It's gonna be all right, Luce.
-Don't call me Luce. I barely know you.

Sweetie, you're sort of dating him.

Sorry, I'm not better-looking.

What else happened since last October?

What about my students?

Miss Campbell took over your class.

-Did Alicia marry that guy?
-Yeah.

Doug, did you win the Mr. Hawaii contest?

I didn't know there was gonna be
a urine test.

Wow.

Do we have sex?

No, we don't.
Just so everybody knows that.

We want to.

Just kidding.

So you guys have to just lie
to me every day.

Hey, Lucy. Good to see you again.

What the hell's her problem?

She doesn't remember who you are, brah.

Oh, yeah.

I suck at this job.

Right, Lucy,
these are your brain scans here.

I'm afraid they show no improvement.

The temporal lobe was severely
damaged in the accident.

But what we believe is scar tissue here
is impairing your ability

to convert short-term memory
into long-term memory while you sleep.

The condition has come to be known
as Goldfield Syndrome.

-Ah, who's Goldfield?
-A brilliant Lithuanian psychiatrist.

Uh, he himself suffered
temporal-lobe damage.

Took him four years
to publish his findings

because he had to keep
starting over from scratch.

Obviously, your sense of humor
is still intact, and that's here.

Magnificent amygdala as well.

- Doctor, I have a question.
- Yes, Doug, I'd be happy to answer it,

but as I've told you several times,

this is a hygienic facility
and shirts are required in the office.

-Oh, okay.
-Nice move.

Um, listen, doctor,

this friend of mine's been experimenting
a little with steroids, and, uh,

he's been having a lot of wet dreams.

Could there be a connection
between those two?

Douglas, get off the juice.

And as far as the nocturnal emissions,
why don't you take a swim,

buy a shirt with no holes in it,

find a beautiful wahine
and take her to dinner.

I'll tell my friend you said so.

In any case, Lucy,
your condition is stable,

but most likely permanent.

I'm so sorry, dear.

But it could be worse.

Yeah? How?

I think you should meet Ten Second Tom.

Callahan Institute
is the leading brain-injury clinic

in the Pacific Rim.

We are funded out of Sandusky, Ohio
by T.B. Callahan...

...the automotive-components
tycoon and philanthropist.

And now, ladies and gentlemen,
I would like to introduce to you

our most distinguished clinical subject,

Tom.

-Hi. I'm Tom.
-Henry.

- Marlin.
- Doug.

- Lucy.
- Hi.

Oh, those are cool flip-flops.
Where'd you get them?

You like those?

It's an interesting story.
I was on the North Shore the other day--

-Hi, I'm Tom.
-Huh?

-Henry.

-Marlin.
-Tom lost part of his brain

in a hunting accident.
His memory only lasts ten seconds.

I was in an accident?
That's terrible.

Don't worry. You'll totally get over it
in about three seconds.

Get over it? I mean, what happened?
Did I get shot in the brain--?

-Hi, I'm Tom.
-Hi, I'm Lucy.

-Doug.

- Hey.
- Marlin.

Hey, Tom, can I tell you a secret?

Don't you think you're a little old
to still have wet dreams?

-They liked that.
-Hi, I'm Tom.

-Yeah, watch yourself, Tom.
-Easy.

-Okay, well, I'm gonna go to sleep.
-All right. Good night, sweetie.

Good night, you guys.
I'll see you tomorrow.

- And I guess I'll see you, too?
- Oh, yeah.

You had a rough day today. I'm sorry.

I hope you get some rest tonight.

Okay.

Good night.

So, hotshot, how you getting home?
You gonna take the Likelike or--?

Hey.

Um... Thank you for being nice to me today.

-Sure.
- I don't want you to...

strike out tomorrow.

So maybe you could talk to me about...

lilies.

Lilies?

I'm a sucker for lilies.

Thanks for the tip.

Good night.

Good night.

My, oh, my.

-Lover-boy.
-Yes, sir.

You don't have to rush off. Stick around.

You've earned yourself a couple beers.

So, what are your plans
when you finish your boat?

Actually, I'm going
on a trip in a little while

to study undersea
Pacific walrus behaviors.

Sounds kind of fruity.

- Thank you.
- How long is it gonna take?

Uh, about a year.

I guess you won't miss days like this.

Well, maybe days like this
don't have to be so bad.

What are you trying to say?

When you guys tell her,

she's not just finding out
about the accident.

She's finding out that her life
is basically a setup.

I think that's what
freaks her out the most.

-What, you're an expert now?
-No.

I'm just saying I wish there was
another way besides:

"Sorry, we couldn't trick you today.

Here's some pictures of your broken head."

You want a broken head, huh, smart guy?

Why, you gonna give it to him?

No, Daddy, I thought you was gonna do it.

Nobody's gotta break my head, guys.
I'm gonna split anyways.

Oh, don't go
just because my son is psychotic.

Good night. Sweet dreams.
Keep them dry there, Doug.

Very funny.

-Excuse me. Lucy Whitmore?
-Yes?

I have a delivery for you.

-A delivery for me?
-Yes.

-Oh, they're beautiful.
-Mmm.

-Who are they from?
-That I can't tell you.

It's a secret admirer.
He also wants you to have this.

-Who's your friend, Lucy?
-Oh, well, I mean, I don't know.

We just met, but look.

I have a secret admirer.

Oh, really? What's this?

It's a videotape.

A videotape of what?

I have no idea.

But I have to find out.

Oh! Happy birthday, Daddy.

- Thank you, sweetie.
- That's right.

Happy birthday, sir.
What are you, 200 today?

Oh, that's cute. What the hell
are you doing, Henry?

I just wanted to try something different.

If it doesn't work,
we've only wasted one day, so...

Martha Stewart
was in New York today to face charges--

Oh, God!

Okay, I think it's on. Go. Go.

Aloha! I'm Henry Roth.

Ah, we met here at the Hukilau Café
about a year after your accident.

Um, I like you,
and you like me, most days.

Every day is different, but basically
this is what happens, Lucy.

Kikikoloko, take the camera.

- Okay, I got it, Dad.
- Don't drop it.

Okay, all right. Here we are, right here.

Uh, the part of you in this re-enactment

will be played by my good friend, Ula.

Aloha. Sorry about your brain.

I had a accident, too.

Believe it or not, this my good eye.

- We ready?
- Yeah.

Hi. I like that waffle teepee
that you have built.

Oh! So nice of you to notice.
Please, sit down.

! would love to.

My name is Henry, by the way.

My name is Lucy.

Smell my fingers?

Ooh, fish. Right on.

So, Lucy, I work at an aquarium.

Aquariums make me super horny.

That's not funny. Don't rub those.

I'm sorry, Mr. Whitmore,
if you're watching.

It's very late,
and my friend is a little unstable.

Aw, come on, stop with the licking!
You're making me sick.

-Lucy, I'm sorry.
-laughing]

Anyways, I know you wish
I was making all this stuff up.

I wish I was, too.

But the good news is,

there are so many people out there
who care about you:

Your dad, and Doug,

and a couple of your friends
here at the Hukilau

who have a message for you.

Lucy, as you know, your mother and I
were best friends.

That's why I promised her
that I would always help look after you.

Sometimes life isn't very fair,

but we still have you.

Oh, and if you're wondering
about this guy who's making this tape,

he's okay.

Hey, Lucy. Just so you know,
since you lost your memory,

I became governor of Hawaii.

No, just kidding. I'm too smart.

Kualaliku! Get your brother
off the dishwasher!

Uh, so whenever you're ready,
we'd all love to talk to you

and answer any questions you have,

and you're the best, Lucy. Aloha.

How many times have I watched this?

This is the first time.

Okay, she cried
for about an hour. That's not too bad.

I bet in another hour she'll be ready
to see her friends, have some lunch,

get her life back.

We could do this every day.

We'll leave it up to her.

All right.

So how's the cow?

Same as you. Every day,
they have to convince her she's a cow.

Wow, look. The bark is healing.

You're gonna get there.

I never hung out with you
in the afternoon like this.

In this lighting, man, oh, man, you look...

disgusting.

Yeah.

I don't know how you get me to fall
for that egg-shaped head every morning.

Oh, all I have to do is slide on
my designer jeans

and just kind of wiggle
in front of you. You go nuts.

Why couldn't I have met you one day
before the accident?

Don't worry, because if you hung out
with me for more than one day

you'd realize I'm a bore.

-Oh, well, I have news for you.
-Yes?

It takes less than one day.

You know something? That hurt.

Your damaged temporal lobe
is causing me pain

and I'm gonna get you for that.

Now you're dead!

-I can't believe you're pregnant.
- I know.

-And I got her on the first try.
-Yeah. Easy.

And, Tammy, you are so thin.

Thanks, Luce.

And I'm so glad that you finally got

that gender-reassignment surgery,
Jennifer. I mean, Jonathan.

Mahalo.

-Here you go, Lucy.
-Thank you.

-You're welcome.
-So you must be Lucy's friend.

-The one who made the tape.
- I think he's more than my friend.

-You're my boyfriend, right?
-Yes, ma'am.

So every day you help her
to realize what happened

and you wait patiently for her
to be okay with it,

then get her to fall in love
with you again?

Yes, ma'am.

Gosh. You asshole!

You don't even open the fricking car
door for me anymore.

You're in trouble.

I gotta go tinkle.

Oh.

Okay, so tell me
a little bit more about yourself.

Okay.

Well, I've won over seven all-you-can-eat
chicken-wing contests.

-Really?
-Yes.

And I'm a ballet dancer,
but only in my bathroom.

No, no, what do you want to know?

Um...

Do you love me?

-Hmm.
- I didn't mean to put you on the spot

or anything. I was just asking more
for informational purposes.

It's to keep the video as up-to-date
as possible.

Sure.

Well, love is a very loaded word.

Um, let's see. I, uh...

I go to this restaurant every morning,
and I see you there, reading.

And...

I love you very much.

Probably more than anybody could
love another person.

Wow.

And how do I feel about you?

You're excited about
the chicken-wing thing.

And, uh,

you've been dying to make out
with me for quite some time now.

Feeling better now?

Nothing beats a first kiss.

There's nothing like a first kiss.

Nothing beats a first kiss.

That's what I've heard.

Nothing beats a first--

Mmm!

What are you doing?

Nothing. I was just getting
some lint off for you.

You were going for a feelski!

All right, I'm sorry, but this is like
the 23rd time we've made out already,

and they're getting blue.

I know. I know.

I mean, I really don't know.

For me, it still feels like
the first time.

Okay, let's average it out then.

It's the 23rd time for me
and the first time for you.

-That's about our 12th time.
-Yeah?

Now, Hawaiian law clearly states
after the 12th date

I'm entitled to unlimited boob access.

Why didn't I meet you one day
before the accident?

You say that all the time.

You want to meet a friend of mine?

All right.

Jocko, this is Lucy. Lucy, this is Jocko.

Wow! Thank you. Nice to meet you.

He is awesome! He is so smart.

Check this out.

Jocko, what does
the teapot do when the water's ready?

-Very good.
-Hey, can I ask him a question?

Go ahead.

Jocko,

do you think that Henry and I
are ready to take our relationship

to the next level?

Hmm. You sure about that?

And do you think that I should
bring him into the other room

and take advantage of him?

I saw that hand gesture.

-And I'm glad you did it.
-Really?

- Use that.
- Oh, wow. Look!

-Yeah.
-They're, uh--

They're nodding in approval, I hope.

Oh, yeah. No, they like you.
Let me get them out of there.

Mary-Kate, Ashley, get a life.
Thank you. Sorry.

-Oh, they're very nice, though.
-Yeah, so are you.

- Let me get you down slow.
- Okay.

- Thank you.
- My pleasure.

Ooh.

All right, I just wrote this,
SO go easy on me.

♪ The Hukilau was the place ♪

♪ Where I first saw your face ♪

♪ We liked each other right away ♪

♪ But you didn't remember me
The very next day ♪

♪ Forgetful Lucy ♪

♪ Has got a nice caboose-y ♪

♪ I used to trick you into pulling
Your car over so we could chat ♪

♪ But my favorite time was when you
Beat the shit out of Ula with a bat ♪

♪ And we drove up to see Dr. Keats ♪

♪ And found out why Doug always
Has to change his sheets ♪

♪ Forgetful Lucy ♪

♪ Cracked her head like Gary Busey ♪

♪ But I still love her so ♪

♪ And I'll never let her go ♪

♪ Even if while I'm singing this song ♪

♪ She's wishing I had
Jocko the Walrus' schlong ♪

♪ Forgetful Lucy ♪

♪ Her lips are so damn juicy ♪

♪ How about another first kiss ♪

Can't fall asleep.

I'm not sleeping.

I'm just closing my eyes.

Well, I'm gonna go downstairs then.

No, no. I'm just resting.

Lucy.

Yeah.

Will you marry me?

-Of course.
-Good.

Don't forget about me.

Never.

Good morning.

Oh, shit!

- Help! Help!
- Whoa, whoa, whoa. Lucy.

Lucy! Lucy! Lucy! Hey, hey, hey, hey.

Okay, I know this is hard for you
to understand right now,

but we are actually seeing each other.

We've been seeing each other
for a while now.

Oh! Lucy! Lucy! Lucy!

If I wasn't telling the truth,
how would I know this?

That you're an art teacher and you go
to the Hukilau Café every Sunday

and you make waffle houses
and you like Casablanca lilies.

-Stalker!
-No, no, no!

Don't you remember me a little?

Oh!

Well, I may not be able to
kick your ass, but my sister sure can.

Thanks, buddy.

Little Sammy Sosa's a bit shook up,
but she'll be okay.

She's watching the tape as we speak.

Good. How's my temporal lobe
looking there, doc?

Mmm, don't worry. You're not gonna
suffer any short-term memory loss.

But was your head shaped like an egg
before she hit you?

Hey, don't make fun of Henry, all right?

It's not his fault
his head is shaped like that.

Note the intense overreaction.
That's the "roids" talking.

-Doug, once again, off the juice.
-It's not juice.

It's a protein shake.

So, Henry,
the boys tell me you're setting sail

for Alaska to study walruses.

-When does that adventure begin?
-Oh, that adventure actually began,

like, ten years ago.

That's when I started planning
and saving and building my boat.

All I know about walruses
is that out of all mammals,

they have the second-largest penis.

I have the first.

That's my joke.

Did you tell Lucy about this trip yet?

Well,

actually, there's nothing to tell
because I decided not to go.

I mean, Lucy needs me here.

I'm just worried about
going away for a year

and ruining all the progress
she's made. I mean,

I know you think I'm crazy,
but I think deep down inside

- she's starting to remember who I am.
- No, Henry.

That's what you want to believe.
Hell, it's what we all want to believe.

But it's never gonna happen.

Okay. I gotta go to work.

Uh, will you tell her I'll be back later
to pick her up?

See you, guys. Don't tell anyone
your sister beat me up.

I'll tell you, that kid could go
to the moon and back

and Lucy would never even know he left.

Sometimes I wish my wife
had Goldfield Syndrome.

That way, she wouldn't remember
last night when I called her mother

a loud, obnoxious drunk with a face
like ♪. Edgar Hoover's ass.

All right.
There's your medicine, little fellow.

Ula! Get back to cleaning the pool!

And if that's one
of your special brownies,

don't let any of the dolphins eat that.

How do you think I get the dolphins

to do double flip
and play with the white kids?

Okay, Willie, that's it.

This time try to stay clean
for more than a day.

I made you a nice anchovy sundae.

Okay, enjoy that.

Henry?

-Hey!
-How's your head?

-Oh, it's fine. Don't worry.
-Good.

What brings your royal cuteness out here?

I needed to see you.

Okay. What you got there?

It's my journal.
I write in it every night.

-Oh, you don't like the video?
-No, I love it.

It's just that sometimes when I watch it,

I feel like I'm being told about my life
from someone else.

And when I read this,
it's like I'm telling myself.

When did you start this up?

Right after you gave me the video.

-Really?
-I was so nervous to come here

and meet the guy that makes me
fall in love with him every day.

Well, you probably thought
I couldn't live up to the hype.

No. I was nervous because...

Because I came here to break up with you.

You had plans and a life

before you met me
and now all you have time for

is to make me
fall in love with you every day.

That's not all I do.
I gave a penguin a bath today.

Which I'll have to do again tomorrow.

Henry, I look at my dad
and my brother's lives

and I won't do that to you.

What do you want me to do?

Be some stupid chapter in your scrapbook
and then go on my way?

No.

My plan is to erase you completely,
so it's as if you never existed.

Why are you doing this?

Because you have to understand
that there is no future with me.

Don't you want to have a career
and marriage and children?

I asked you to marry me last night.
You said yes.

Kids? Yeah, I'd love to do it.

But how is that going to work?

I'm gonna wake up every morning

with an enormous pregnant belly
and no memory of how it happened?

I have to make a new journal
that doesn't have you in it.

But before I do,

I really want you to read
what I wrote about you.

I will read about it tomorrow

when you forget about all this
breaking up stuff, okay?

I'm not going to forget about it.

I already wrote it down.
I won't let myself.

And I'm gonna do it
whether you want me to or not.

I'll be at my house.

Okay, type this one in there.

"Saturday, November 25th.

I drove out to Callahan Institute today
and had a talk with Dr. Keats."

There's one about me.

"Reminder: He makes funny noises
when I kiss his neck."

I'm gonna miss that.

You sure you don't want me
to put that in there?

-We can skip that one.
-No, no, no, let me read it.

"We made love tonight! It didn't
last long, but it was incredible.”

Hmm.

It's not all about how long you go.

It's-- You know, there was
a connection, I thought.

Actually, let's just rip that out.

Well, that's that.

Henry, wait!

Could I have one last first kiss?

-I ain't gonna do this, Marlin.
-You have to, Henry.

I'm gonna miss you, buddy,
but I gotta get the hell off this island.

I'm sorry I can't take you with me,

but you've lived here so long

you're too big of a pansy
to defend yourself in the wild.

I don't feel bad for you.

I know you got a little romantic thing
going on with Candace.

Candace and Bernice?

Candace, Bernice, and Rose?

Yeah.

I fell for one chick,
and I'm losing my mind.

Good luck with that.

Okay, baby.

I love you.

Thanks, buddy. Remember to use a condom.

Or in your case, a Hefty bag.

Well...

Okay, you guys.
Thanks for coming to say goodbye.

Be careful.

You guys just make sure your father
doesn't get eaten by a shark.

Thank you, buddy.
What does that mean again?

Bring me back a T-shirt.

Oh, okay. You got it.

Come here. All right. Love you, guys.

My shirt size is medium husky.

Hey! Kikikuloa!

No flippies off the dock!
You could get hurt!

No! All right. Let the master
show you how to get it done.

Now you kids go down there
and find my nuts.

Sure, you don't want to take Doug
with you?

Hey! What the heck
are you guys doing here?

Well, I spoke to the harbormaster,
and he said you were setting sail today,

so we thought we'd drop by
and wish you bon voyage.

This is from Nick and Sue.

They send their best wishes
for a safe trip.

That's very nice.
Spam and Reese's. All right.

I love Spam and Reese's. Can I have it?

Um, I guess.

-Doug!
-That's all right.

-I'm sorry.

How's Lucy?

Actually, she's living at the institute.

-When did that happen?
-Three weeks ago.

Said she didn't want to be a burden
to me and Doug anymore. I don't know.

I couldn't talk her out of it.
You know what?

She's doing really great up there.

She's teaching an art class
with the others

and she gets to paint every day.

In fact, she's even singing again.

Hey, look, Henry, I got a little gift
for you, too.

It's just a little something
from one sailor to another one.

Mahalo.

Yeah. You take care
of yourself out there, okay?

- I will.
-Okay.

Henry did not tell me about you.

Your fisherman muscles.

Can I touch?

Sure.

Yes.

The Beach Boys?

How nice of that man to give me
a CD that will remind me

of all the wonderful times
I shared with his daughter.

What an asshole!

♪ Wouldn't it be nice
If we were older? ♪

♪ Then we wouldn't have to wait so long ♪

♪ You know it's gonna make it
That much better ♪

♪ When we can say goodnight
And stay together ♪

Oh, why?

Why would you do this to me?

You sick bastard!

Oh, my God.

Is he trying to tell me something?

♪ Wouldn't it be nice
If we could wake up ♪

She only sings on days she meets you.

She remembers me?

Holy shit!

She remembers me!

Julia, that looks great.

Excuse me. What am I doing?

You're painting a picture.
And you're doing an excellent job.

Oh.

Holy crap! I suck.

Hey, hey, hey.

- Can we help you, sir?
- Yes. I have an appointment.

-What's your name?
-My name? Um...

Um...

Dude, he forgot his name.
I feel bad for him.

Just go on up, sir. And good luck
with that memory problem.

Yeah. Thank you.

What?

Lucy!

Lucy!

-Hi, I'm Tom.
-Hey, yeah, I met you before.

I'm Henry. Maybe you can help me out.

I'm looking for Lucy Whitmore.

Do you have any idea where I can find her?

Hi, I'm Tom.

Oh. Thanks anyways.

Lucy!

Lucy!

Lucy Whitmore...

can I ask you a question?

Do you have any idea who I am?

-No?

That sucks.

What's your name?

I'm Henry.

Henry.

I want to show you something.
Will you come with me?

Well, yeah.

Hey. Do you know who that guy is?

Dude, I don't even know who I am.

Oh, well, you're Pablo Picasso.

-Really?
-No. Not really.

This is my studio.

Wow.

I don't know who you are, Henry,

but I dream about you almost every night.

Why?

What would you say if I told you
that notebook you read every day

used to have a lot of stuff
about me in it?

I would say that that
makes a lot of sense.

You erased me from your memories

because you thought you were
holding me back from having

a full and happy life.

But you made a mistake.

Being with you is the only way
I could have a full and happy life.

You're the girl of my dreams,

and apparently I'm the man of yours.

Henry.

It's nice to meet you.

Lucy, it's nice to meet you, too.

Hi, I'm Tom.

Henry, Lucy. Nice to meet you, Tom.

Now why don't you come back
in ten seconds, so we can meet again?

Do you, Honah Lee, take this woman
to be your lawfully wedded wife,

to have and to hold from this day forth

as long as you both shall live?

- I do.
-Really?

Even though in, like, ten, fifteen years

she could possibly let herself
go and then, like,

sex could be, like, nauseating for you?

What are you, nuts?
Your wife's right over there.

I'm just kidding, Muumuu!

I now pronounce you man and wife.

Mazel tov!

It's very cold outside,
so when you're ready

put on a jacket and come have
breakfast with me. Love you.

Hey, hey! Good morning, Mrs. Roth.
Would you like to meet your daughter?

Go say hello to Mommy.

Hi, Mommy.

That's right.

Good morning.

Oh, my goodness!

- Grandpa's here.
- Hi, Dad.