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Ah.

Richard? Richard?

Hey! Richard!

Richard?

Rich?

No!

No!

Richard!

Ah!

Please, no. Please, no. Please. Please. Please!

No!

- Bye! - Thank you. Bye, Tami.

Bye.

Bye, guys.

Bye!

Bonjour.

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.

And your final destination?

Okay.

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.

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.

Hey.

Tami. Thank you.

Yeah. No problem.

See ya.

Nice to meet you.

You too. See you around.

Hey.

Hey.

Thought you may need this.

Oh, how thoughtful.

Thanks, Tami.

No worries.

Do you, uh... like fish?

I'm actually a vegetarian.

- So... - Right.

I like them when they're alive!

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.

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

Done.

Do you want me to grab anything else?

Uh, some vegetables.

I can do that.

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. That's so impressive.

It's not.

It is.

Oh, thank you.

Chin-chin.

Cheers.

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

Uh... miseracle.

Cold. Utterly awful.

C'mon.

- Uh... - Seriously?

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

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.

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.

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

Do you wanna take her out?

Right now?

Uh, sure.

We can take her out right now. Or tomorrow.

Do you...

Whoo-hoo!

Whoo!

- Whoo! - Yeah!

Go, baby! You got this!

Hi!

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.

There we go.

Whoo!

Richard!

Richard!

Richard! Where are you?

Mayday! Mayday! This is the sailing yacht Hazana.

Does anyone copy?

Hello?

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

Does anyone copy?

Hello?

Mayday!

Mayday.

Is anybody there? It's my fiancé...

Our boat is sinking. Mayday!

Where are you?

Where are you taking me?

This is unreal.

Wow.

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

No. Of course I'm not.

Shut up.

Oh.

Tami?

Can't believe I'm doing this.

Tami! Tami, are you okay?

Whoo!

Ah!

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

What? What does that even mean?

I've never met anyone like you.

Fearless like a bloke.

"Like a bloke"?

Ah!

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

- Oh, yeah? - Sensitive like a woman.

The dinghy.

Oh, my God!

Rich, you're...

Come on, come on.

Damn it.

No, no, no!

It's drifting, it's drifting!

Stop!

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!

Hell yeah.

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.

No, no, no, no, no!

Work with me, girl.

Looking good.

All right, bacy. Show me what you got.

Come on!

Whoo!

Coming, bacy!

What is that?

For me?

For you.

It's not my cirthday, you know?

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

Uh...

You don't like it.

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

Ugh!

Okay.

Richard!

We're almost there!

Hang on!

- Oh, my God, you're alive! - Oh, my God!

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 ce okay.

Okay.

It's gonna be okay. It's gonna ce okay.

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.

That's what you call it?

The flower of love.

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

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.

Look here, pass it, pass it.

Sometimes the things that you say...

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.

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.

Yep.

Jeez.

And was it sweet, your sixteenth?

No. No, my mom took me to my first bar.

- 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 cus,

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...

It was amazing.

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

Here you are.

You ready to shake, old salt?

Sorry.

- Can I say no? No, no, no. - Yes, yes.

Oh, you've been warned.

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

No, you've got more in there. I know it.

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

It's the dress.

It is the dress.

That's why you bought it for me.

Got me.

Hey, Tami.

Yes?

Will you sail around the World With me?

Exhale for me.

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

What, what, what, what, what?

Oh, my ribs, my ribs.

Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

Put your arm around me, ready?

One, two, three, lift.

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.

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.

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

Then everywhere we will go.

Richard! Richard!

Richard!

What? Tally-ho!

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

Oh, just everywhere.

Good to see you, Richard.

I nearly rang the bloody coast guard.

Sorry. 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?

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

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

The thing is, Richard, we've got to go cack to London rather suddenly,

and we wanted to ask if you'd ce 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?

Uh... Where in California?

San Diego.

Wow.

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...

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.

- Great. - We can, um, mull it over.

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

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.

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.

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.

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.

What?

Ugh.

Well, can I see this big, cad boat?

The boat's 55 feet.

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?

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 ce cehind us.

Okay. Take a left on the nineteenth.

Yeah.

The moment we hit the dock, I cried out,

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

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.

The longest sail of my life, Richard.

Sorry about that, darling.

Well, cheers, everyone.

Cheers.

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.

- Oh. - I'm sorry.

Will he be okay?

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

You'd be a life-saver, Richard.

Wow. This is beautiful.

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 ce cack in a while.

Thanks.

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?

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?

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.

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

Come on, come on, come on.

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.

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.

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.

That's it. We've eaten all the fresh stuff.

Ouch.

Is this it?

Yeah. It's everything I could salvage.

Here. You need to drink this.

Come on.

Okay, close your eyes.

Are you ready to love me even more?

Look. Open your eyes.

Is that peanut butter?

Ha!

- Oh... - Do you want a hand?

No. I got it.

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

Huh?

Is that good?

It's so good.

Oh, my God.

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

It's so red.

- Come on. - What?

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

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

Yeah.

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

That sunset is beet-dyed pomegranate.

Ladies and gentlemen, Bob Ross!

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

It's definitely red.

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

and the faintest hint of carnelian.

Red.

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.

Wait a second... Aw.

Aw.

- Wait, let me see you. - No.

Wait. 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.

Tam? What is it?

Hold on.

We're off 60 miles.

And we lost a degree of latitude.

We Io... How?

I don't know.

Maybe the clock's not working?

Or I messed up the math or something?

We're over 1,800 miles from Hawaii.

Frickin' rudder's not helping.

It's making it impossible to stay on course.

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

Okay, you wanna starve to death?

You wanna be a victim? Be my guest.

You make it sound like it's a choice.

- It is a choice, Tam. - It's not a choice!

Shut up! Ugh.

You okay?

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?

- Babe. - How is it?

It's okay.

Is everything okay down there?

Yeah.

We're running low on water.

Seven cans of sardines.

Nine cans...

of God-knows-what.

Let's pray for peaches.

Unfortunately, I think it's gonna ce ceans.

Three cans of Spam. Ugh.

Thank God the cloody 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.

Sorry.

My ribs are broken. My leg's shattered.

I'm dead weight.

Just relax.

Easy for you to say.

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

Could die of hunger.

I can't do it. It's too hard.

It's okay.

I can't do it.

Shh.

What you got hiding in here?

What?

No way.

We've struck gold.

You kidding me right now?

We're gonna have a party!

A little touch of humanity.

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.

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 ce 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...

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?

Uh...

So, it's true what they say, innit?

All men really do wanna marry their mums.

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

Oh, God.

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.

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.

- Right, uh, okay... - 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.

No.

It's perfect.

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

Hey!

Hello!

Hey!

I'm right here!

Stop! Hello?

No, no, no, no!

Ah! No.

Oh! Ah, no, no!

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

We're right here!

Where did you go?

Where'd you go?

I'm hallucinating?

Am I hallucinating?

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

We're gonna die out here.

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.

What does that even mean?

Ah... we're probably dead already.

Exhausted, dehydrated, delirious, uh...

Yeah. But you're not dead.

Ah.

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.

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.

Just wake me up when we get to Hawaii.

Guess what? We only have 690 miles to go.

"Only"?

Yeah, only, baby.

No, no, stay awake. Look at me.

Look. Look, look, look.

I'm, uh...

I'm the one who crosses the horizon.

I'm a real sailor.

Whoa! What was that?

Babe, you gotta come see this!

Is it a land bird?

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.

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.

And a repeat for those of you just tuning in...

- Babe! - Just one second, please!

...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?

Huh?

We cut north, give the storm a wider berth,

what do you think of that?

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!

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

It's... pink absinthe.

Mmm.

And bloody marigolds in a wine reduction.

It's red.

Did you just say "red"?

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.

Baby.

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

It's gonna be okay.

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

Okay.

Ah!

Let the sheet go!

What?

Let the sheet off now!

Okay.

Help take the halyard off!

It's released!

Help me!

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.

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.

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 bathtuc...

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.

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!

Argh!

I love you.

Do you want me to go?

I got it!

Be careful!

- Hold on! Hold on! I have you. - Richard! Richard!

It's all right! It's all right!

- 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 coat will right itself! Get below!

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

Oh, my God!

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

Here! Here! Put your safety harness on!

Ah!

Tam.

Tami. Get up.

Now.

Richard.

I'm gonna let you go now.

I'll love you forever.

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

Are you ready to love me even more?

If I hadn't met you...

then I wouldn't have us to remember.

I wouldn't trade this for anything.

I have to do this on my own now.

Hi.

You're cack.

What are you doing here?

Where did you come from?

Are you okay?

Okay. Got you.

Can you tie off the straight line?