All language subtitles for Reef.Break.S01E08.HDTV.x264-KILLERS

Previously on "Reef Break"...

I hear you're some kind of fancy
fixer for the Governor now.

Doing for him
like you used to do for me.

This is Special Agent Jake Elliot.

We have a hijacking.

Meet Kristy Ellis,

Reef PD's one-woman intel department.

Are you with Ana?

How did you find out?

Does it really matter?

Tori Eastland.

Richest family on the island.

Why would she kidnap herself?

I live on an island no one knows about.

You just wanted the fame.

Hey, wait a minute.
I'll pay you whatever you want.

You know the Eastland beach house?

That's the rich girl's place.

It's mine now.

On behalf of the Governor,

I'd like to welcome everyone to

Reef Island's inaugural
Empire Pro Surf Tournament.

Home to some of
the most promising surfers

and best breaks in the Pacific.

Eastland Empire is honored

to be the official sponsor
of this event.

- That way.
- Come on, dude.

Hey.

You guys are looking
to get in there, right?

I think I can get you what you need.
I got you covered.

Hey.

Oh, my gosh. Is that Kelly Slater?

- Thanks.
- Mm-hmm, enjoy.

Emma Hahn, "KFZA Live."

I'm here with event creator
Tori Eastland.

Tori, what inspired Reef Island's

first women's surf competition?

Well, Emma, since my kidnapping ordeal,

I've gained a sense of clarity
and a renewed life purpose.

My father and I have agreed

that it's time to showcase the island

on an international scale

with our own pro-surf tournament.

Alrighty, and we are off.

And the first team for today
in the Empire Pro

is the under-18's division.

Madison Kim has the right board
and the right attitude.

There's Maria Santos, fresh
from the Sunset Pro Junior.

And up next is our wildcard entry

and Reef Island local, Petra Torrance.

Come on, Petra.

She is putting in the good fight.

You got this. Come on.

Oh, that's a beautiful
backside tailslide.

Yes! Come on, Petra!

Oh, that's got to hurt.

- Shoot.
- That really turned into

a "wave of consequence"
for young Petra.

- Cat Chambers...
- Oh.

...once one of the top 50 female
surfers on the world circuit.

How does it feel to be watching
from the sidelines today?

My knees are thankful.

Isn't Petra Torrance your protégée?

She lives in your house.

Oh, that's my house, actually.

Not anymore. Your daddy gave it to me.

You should see what
I've done with the place.

If you're looking
for a success story, Emma,

let me introduce you to
Olympic hopeful Marcy Brooks,

making a comeback after
a tragic injury.

She's a true inspiration.

Cat, weren't you and Marcy
rivals back in the day?

Competitors, actually.

I was exiting the circuit

when Marcy was making her way in.

Oh, those were the days.

Cat really took me under her wing.

Which means I taught you
all of my bad habits.

And now Marcy's the veteran,

back and better than ever.

Yeah, good luck out there, Marcy,

and with her.

Um...

I... Well, I wouldn't be here without
the help of my amazing team...

my coach, my doctors, my sponsors,

Tom and Beth from BB Shapers.

And up next is
the Women's Open division.

- Now, this heat is stacked...
- Hey! What happened out there?

You were nailing it.

I know. I'm an idiot. I got cocky.

Hey, Petra!

Everybody has a snapped board, okay?

Happens all the time.

You got some good points on the board

before you wiped out.

You can make it up in the next heat.

Yeah? What am I gonna ride?
A skateboard?

- We...
- Oh, and Marcy Brooks is back!

First tournament
since her comeback from injury.

That's a beautiful 360 there.

And there's a rail aerial grab.

Marcy is showing us what she's made of.

To the Jet Ski in the lineup,

no unauthorized vessels
in the surf zone.

I repeat... Can the Jet Ski
please vacate the lineup?

Jet Ski, vacate the area immediately.

This is your final warning.

Security, he has a weapon!

Medics! Shots fired!

Competitors down! Competitors down!

Hey, folks, we regret to advise

the remaining heats for the day

have been postponed
until further notice.

Emergency services will advise

when the competition's gonna continue.

There must be
200 spectators on the beach,

each with a phone,
and this is the best we've got?

Dude was 300 feet offshore
going 35 miles an hour.

Hey, guys. What took you so long?

What were you thinking?!

Oh, I don't know. That I didn't have
time for the cavalry to show up.

- You know what?
- Hi, I'm Cat.

We haven't officially met.

- Sergeant Kristy Ellis.
- Hey.

Yeah, Kristy was with us at the airport

- for the hostage situation.
- Ohh!

When you impersonated
the Lieutenant Governor.

Yeah.

I should've won an Oscar for that...

saved some lives, got to dress up.

Oh, hey. I got this.

Sorry, I didn't have an evidence bag

'cause I'm not a cop.

Hey, Wyatt, if I were you,

I'd stop looking at that video

and start searching the outer beaches,

because James Bond, he took off north.

- Great. I'll get Tolan on it.
- Great.

Also, you're looking
for a guy in his 20s,

based on his physique.

- Okay, thank you.
- Anything else?

He's left-handed.

- Yeah. Let's do this. Let's.
- Shall we?

I'm not saying cancel.

We need to shut things down

while there's
a would-be killer at large.

If Daddy's taught me anything,

Eastland Empire
does not bow down to threats.

If we shut down, we look scared,

sponsors and tourists flee,

the Reef loses millions.

Tori, public safety
is my number-one priority,

and there is no rational equivalence

between potential casualties

and a business setback.

Hello, Governor.

I know, sir, but putting
a pause on things would...

With all due respect, we already
have competitors injured,

and I do not agree with your call here.

Yes. Understood.

We boost security threefold,

uniform and plainclothes
officers in the crowd,

more Jet Ski patrols at the perimeter.

Excuse me. I need to
speak with my security team.

Dr. Reinhardt to O.R. 4.

Marcy, Marcy.

I mean, I knew you were
an adrenaline junkie,

but, man, a guy with a spear
coming after you?

It's weird.

Did they get the guy on the Jet Ski?

No, not yet.

And, believe me, I tried.

Yeah, they said you went out after him

like the total lunatic you are.

Hey, I'm an adrenaline junkie, too.

Right?

I mean, do you have any idea
who it could've been?

No. No.

Did you make any enemies
on the circuit,

piss off any weirdos?

Aside from you?

I did have a stalker a few years back.

Really?

He disappeared. I thought he got bored,

but maybe he's back.

Maybe.

Man...

your exit today may have
actually topped

the "Cape Town Pro."

- You saw that?
- Uh, who didn't?

I mean, a feet-first reef-plant?

You were like...

I remember you had to be

- choppered out of there.
- Gah, don't remind me...

dislocated knee,
snapped ligaments, torn artery.

Medic said an hour longer,
I would've lost my leg.

And yet here you are

less than a year later,
competing again.

You're a damn miracle on a surfboard.

Well, just a lot of hard work,

dedication to rehab.

And that's it?

Athletes heal faster than
the average Joe. You know that.

Who's out there?

An EMT.

So?

So, they normally don't let
EMTs out past Emergency.

- Hey, Marcy.
- Mm?

Why don't you get up and get dressed.

Okay.

Where are we going?

Well, it might be
more fun for you to recover...

at my beach house.

Okay.

Our next heat sees Deirdre Walker...

Intense start to the day.

Jet Ski assassin's a new one.

Even for the Reef.

Any of those girls out there
get any serious injuries?

Weren't too bad, considering.

How about Marcy Brooks?

She didn't seem that bad...
just a cut on her arm,

but she claimed she
was in a lot of pain.

We sent her to the hospital
as a precaution.

Nerve damage?

Her injuries seemed superficial,

but nothing we gave her
made a difference.

Diagnosis was hyperalgesia?

That's the indication...

had increased sensitivity
to pain, was quite distressed,

wouldn't let anyone treat her at first,

insisted on her doctor, Benjamin.

We located the Jet Ski
abandoned on the north shore...

owner reported it stolen this morning.

Forensics said no prints
other than Cat's.

10-inch stainless-steel shaft

from a pneumatic spear gun
used by scuba divers.

Spearfishing with scuba gear
is illegal on the Reef.

I know. Looks like we're
dealing with a serious hunter.

Who? Captain Ahab?

I mean, shooting from a moving Jet Ski,

- that's not exactly a beginner move.
- Right?

So, let's start with
local Jet Ski clubs.

Well, that's interesting.

Jimmy Kinsella,

Reef Island Watercross Champ,
three years running.

And see if there's any crossover

with fishers and hunters on the Reef.

Boom.

Also part of the local
Spearfishing & Freediving group.

Caucasian, 20s.

- It's a start.
- Mm-hmm.

Hey.

What is that?

A single-fin board? What?

You can't ride a single-fin

for the rest of the competition.

Why not? It's in one piece.

Where'd you find this?
The side of the road?

It was my dad's board.

Oh. Okay.

Well, have you ever ridden
a single-fin board before?

I've got time to practice.

No, you don't have time to practice.

Single-fin boards are hard to ride.

I need you to focus on
keeping your cool out there.

Thanks for the advice, Obi-Wan.

You're welcome.

Hey, is Marcy gonna be okay?

Um, she's here upstairs, resting.

In your house?

Don't get all fangirl crazy on her.

She thinks today was some obsessed fan,

a stalker or something.

But you don't believe her?

You know, I've known Marcy

for longer than you've been
following her on Instagram,

and she is an awesome surfer,

but she's no angel.

Ah. Sounds familiar.

Also, uh, Otter is coming by.

- Otter?
- Mm-hmm.

I thought he wasn't allowed here
"under any circumstances."

Well, circumstances have changed.

Listen, I don't feel comfortable
leaving you guys here alone.

You call me if you need me.

Hey, Jake.

I'm on my way.

That's Jimmy Kinsella's car.

Yeah.

Let's hope he's done with
target practice for the day.

Whoa.

Someone got here first?

Looks like it.

- Clear.
- Clear.

Kristy.

So, you think Marcy's hiding something?

How long's it been
since you've seen her?

I don't know. Seven, eight years.

Well, I heard that she had

a rather high tolerance
for painkillers.

Well, maybe she has
a high pain sensitivity.

Yep, and that's usually
opioid-induced...

- codeine, morphine, oxycodone.
- Okay, so, what?

You think because she had a bad injury,

now she's addicted to painkillers?

Well, the nurses said

that Marcy kept asking for her doctor,

a Dr. Benjamin.

Okay, that's interesting.

What's more interesting is
why you're telling me this.

I'm not a cop. Tell Wyatt.

Well, Benjamin

turns out to be some
hot-shot orthopedist

with a-a fancy sports-medical clinic.

If he's handing out bad script,

there's no way Wyatt's gonna
get anywhere near him

before he lawyers up.

You, on the other hand...

Oh, I am the other hand, right?

- And that's why I called you.
- Yeah.

You call, I jump.

I will go see Dr. Benjamin.

So, Cat Chambers.

- Hi.
- I must admit to being something of a fan.

Ohh! Thank you.

Of my surfing or my criminal prowess?

So, what brings you in to see us today?

I have this old surf injury

- on my knee, you know?
- Mm-hmm.

It's flared up, and it's hurting.

- May I?
- Uh, yeah.

Aah! Ow, ow!

- Oh, that hurts?
- Ow. Yeah.

That hurts. Ow.

Clearly, it's quite tender.

Like a... Like, very.

I can order up some X-rays and an MRI

to see what's going on there.

That would be great. Thank you.

Also, do you think I could get, um,

something for the pain?

I can't sleep at all
right now 'cause...

'cause of this flare-up.

Maybe some Percocet or something?

Percocet contains oxycodone,

which is a Schedule II
controlled substance.

Now, I-I can write you a prescription

- for a couple for immediate use...
- I don't think a couple is gonna help,

Dr. Benjamin.

Marcy said that
you were the guy to see.

- Marcy?
- Marcy.

I just...

In circumstances like this,

sometimes we can write a referral.

A referral would be so great.

Make your way down to this location,

and my associates will help you out.

Nice to meet you, Dr. Benjamin.

You, too.

We had lunch an hour ago.

It's just a snack.

Cat's not home.

Where's Marcy?

In Cat's house,
upstairs in the guest room.

- Cat said not to disturb her.
- We're dealing with a homicide now.

Hey.

Empire Pro is all anyone's
talking about online.

In what context?

Does it matter?

We've had more
online hits and ticket sales

than we can handle.

...stays on top for our next heat.

It's okay. You can admit
that I was right.

You were right,

or your father's money always
makes things right for you.

People underestimate me,
like I'm adopted or something,

not my father's daughter.

So, you're a real
chip off the old block.

It's just like they get you wrong,

call you the Governor's tool.

You know how that feels.

Today wasn't about
some silly surf tournament.

Come on. Who cares?

This is about agency.

You mean megalomania.

Call it whatever,

but I am ready to
step out of the shadows,

and I bet you are, too.

- Hey, Petra.
- Cat!

Cat, it's Marcy.

What... What... What about Marcy?

- Marcy is gone.
- What do you mean she's gone?

Like, disappeared.

Your boyfriend Wyatt and some other cop

came looking for her, and she's gone.

- You got to come back here.
- Okay. I want you

to calm down and listen to me.

If she shows up, call me.

And, Petra, be careful.

Missing?

Yeah, she's not at Cat's house,
not at the hotel,

and she's not responding
to calls and texts.

But you found the shooter.

He's no longer a threat.

He's not, but whoever
he's working for isn't happy.

So, Marcy's still in danger?

How long have you been
sponsoring her for?

Six months.

Yeah, she approached us

after she started training
to re-enter the circuit.

And why Marcy the veteran?

Why not a young, flashy star?

We wanted "The Comeback Kid"

to show that our brand's
got the same resilience

that Marcy's shown in her career.

Right. So, let me get this straight.

The symbol of your entire brand
gets shot at,

she's in the wind,

and you guys are sitting here
sipping IPAs

like you haven't
got a care in the world.

No one is more concerned about Marcy

than we are, Detective.

Yeah, and this is kind of her thing.

It's what she does. She goes off,

finds a quiet place, clears her head...

- ready for the next part of competition.
- Mm-hmm, right.

Not so smart after she's been attacked.

Well, if the entire RPD
can't find her, who can?

The minute you hear anything from her,

let us know.

Wyatt Cole.

- Uh, what are you doing here?
- I can't find Marcy.

I've been looking for her all day.

She's just disappeared.
It... It's weird.

We checked her place,
we checked her hotel,

we called her,
we left a bunch of messages.

She hasn't responded to anything.

I'm sorry,
shouldn't the police department

be a little more concerned about this

since a crazed lunatic on a Jet Ski

tried to kill her with a spear gun?

I am sure she will turn up.

I spoke to the promoters,

and she has a tendency to do this.

Just give her some time.

That's a good idea. Give her some time.

I'm late, so...

H-Hey, before you go,

have you ever heard of a Dr. Benjamin?

He's kind of a hot-shot

sports-injury therapist on the Reef.

Never heard of him. Why?

Oh, no, it's just that
I have this old surf injury

that flares up from time to time.

Just wanted to know if you knew
anything about him.

- That's all.
- Uh, right. Um...

Go home... Cat.

There's nothing more
we can do tonight, plus...

- Well, actually, there's...
- I have somewhere else I have to be.

What, do you have a hot date?

Do you have a hot date?

I'll see you, Cat.

I should have the forensics
report on Kinsella back

by the time we're done here.

They match the bullet, pull a print,
we're in business.

Old-school police work.

Not like working with your friend

- from the Governor's office?
- Cat?

Oh, she's all

"slash and burn,
leave a pretty corpse."

It's so not fair to you

to do this job paired with
some criminal/fixer,

whatever's going on
between you on your own time.

Honestly, right now?

Less than ever.

Really?

Really.

Glad to hear it.

Talk of the devil and she will appear?

I wouldn't call her the devil.

I just...

Y-You know what?

I will call her back later,
when I feel like it.

I'll drink to that.

Tom!

And Beth.

The smiling sponsors.

Wow. You guys are a long way
from the Empire Pro.

So, surf business is up and down,

and you guys decide to
illegally deal OxyContin,

diversify your interests.

We've got a source,
and we've got markets

all over the Pacific and into Asia.

So, that's what your
relationship with Marcy

was all about...

had nothing to do
with her big comeback.

You've been using her as a drug mule.

All she is now
is an unreliable employee,

stealing more product than she moves,

- which brings us to you.
- Mm.

Once a crook, always a crook.

Your Shorepound skills,

combined with your surfing
connections on the circuit,

the means to travel wherever
and whenever you want...

Makes you the perfect candidate
to replace Marcy.

Oh, you want me to replace...

Oh, wow. I am...
I am flattered, you guys.

So...

what do you say?

Well...

I think, together,

the three of us could make
an absolute freakin' fortune.

Hmm.

Okay, Petra, slow down.

What do you mean
you know where Marcy is?

- How?
- Social media.

No, not just the official pages,
but the fan pages.

Someone posted a photo of Marcy
walking into some motel,

The Montego Sands?

Okay, I'm on my way.

I'm amazed
you're still working cases...

two shootings in a matter of weeks.

Both tough calls.

Yeah. Of course.

Thank you for listening,

unlike some people,
who are never satisfied.

Some people?

Time to check in on the lab.

On it.

Oh.

It's her again, isn't it?

She can leave a message.

Are you sure about that?

Yeah. You have my, um...

You have my full attention.

I can tell.

You were calling the lab
while I hit the ladies' room?

Yes. Yes.

- That's yours.
- Awesome, thanks.

Hey, there.

- Hey.
- Buy you a drink?

Oh, no, we're just
heading back to the lab.

Got to wait for Kristy to get back.

Uh, she ain't coming back.

Excuse me?

I just saw her get in the car
and drive off.

That's our car.

Ah, you'll be needing a ride, then.

But drink first.

You've been ditched, amigo.

Oh, uh, dos tequilas, por favor.

I'm sorry, but there's no answer.

Look, I really need
to get into her room.

Will you help me, please?

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

Yeah, the thing is,

I'm... I'm her doctor,

and this is a medical emergency.

Well, that's not possible.

- Her doctor went in 10 minutes ago.
- What?

You know, I'm gonna speak
to upper management

about your attitude.

Sure.

Marcy?

Marcy, hey!

Marcy.

Marcy!

Hey.

Hi. I was waiting for you to wake up.

Are you okay?

For now, thanks to you.

Is the pain really that bad,

that you just want to... end it all?

When I got hurt...

four months of rehab,

three more before I could
go back in the water.

I lost that rush of surfing...

...the high of winning,

the team of supportive faces
there to carry you along.

I was face-to-face with being nobody,

just me.

You are not nobody...

not by a long shot.

At first, I needed the pills to train,

then to sleep through the night,

then just to get through the day.

That's when Tom and Beth approached me,

my so-called friends
with their hands out,

stringing me along...

'til they owned me.

Cat, I'm so deep in this one,

I don't know how
I'm gonna get out of it.

I'm gonna get you out of it.

Okay?

You need to trust me.

Hey.

How is she?

You know, I'm gonna
make sure she's alright.

Listen, she's not in any shape

for you to give her
the third degree, okay?

I'm, uh, actually not here
just to talk to Marcy.

Oh. Okay.

Got results back

on the slug we pulled
out of Jimmy Kinsella.

Great...?

The gun was stolen six months
ago from a private collector.

It was a Springfield 1911...

...custom job,
genuine white pearl grips.

Well, I didn't steal it.

I'm just saying that
if someone did steal it,

you might know where that is.

We find the gun,

we figure out who hired Kinsella.

Okay.

I'll ask around my den of thieves.

Great. Thanks.

Sure.

Did you have something else

you wanted to talk to me about?

I miss you.

And I feel like
I haven't seen you in ages.

Well, you've been so busy
with Sergeant Kristy.

Wow.

You are not making this easy, as usual.

Look, this might be all fun
and games to you, but...

if you want to meet
me at the Point Bar,

tomorrow at 7:00 to talk,

I'll be there.

- Tom.
- Your first shipment is tomorrow.

I'll call later with more details.

Okay.

Twice in one day.

That's no coincidence.

I know what you're up to.

Let me guess.

Doug O'Casey sent you, right?

Well, even though you put him in jail,

he's still watching you.

This is my score. I found it.

You tell him that I'm stepping in now.

No one gets a pass
until Doug gets his cut.

Yeah, I know how that goes,
and he'll get his cut.

In the meantime,
you stay out of my way.

And don't step on my play.

See ya.

- Hey.
- Cat Chambers.

- Great to see you.
- You, too.

Can I show you some of our products?

Absolutely.

What do you recommend?

- How 'bout a nice travel case?
- Sounds good.

Think I've got
the perfect thing for you.

It's the Reefer DX1 Travel Bag.

Waterproof shell,
half-inch foam padding.

- You know your product.
- Yeah.

Comes with a custom board.
A custom board?

Be an honor if you would take it.

Well, it would be an honor to take it.

Great.

Here she goes. This is incredible.

Can she make it?

What's in the truck?

Okay.

How about, "Where are you going?"

Come on, Cat.

I know you.

You forget we were married?

Apparently, you forget we still are.

- Hmm.
- Hmm.

You love this, don't you?
Putting me on the spot?

I have no idea
what you're talking about.

You're up to something,

and if I look inside this van,
I'll know what.

That's true.

And you can stop me, Jake. You can.

But it won't make any difference,

because you can't change who I am.

I hope you're not crossing
a line you can't come back from.

Oh, I do that all the time.

I have nine lives, remember?

Eight and a half, last I recall.

You know, I'm really sorry
that I'm not...

- the Lieutenant Governor type.
- Ouch.

Just a petty criminal, really.

I'm never gonna change, you know?

This is who I am.

That's why it didn't work.

Take care of yourself, Kitty Cat.

I always do.

Hey! Tony, right?

Ken.

Ken? Oh.

Fill this out, sign here, please.

Actually, I, uh...

I have all my paperwork prepared...

commercial invoice, packing slip.

It's all in order right there.

Hmm. Hmm.

Step out of the vehicle
and open up the back, please.

Sure.

- You check out the surf competition, Ken?
- Nope.

You should... you know,
great food, pretty people,

surfers carving it up.

Step back, please, miss.

Sure.

Not much one for, uh, small talk, huh?

It's just a bunch of surfboards.

You're not gonna find anything.

Ken.

This is not... what it looks like

at all... at all.

- Uh...
- You're good to go.

- I'm sorry, what?
- I was just messing with you.

I am Tony.

Ah, you're a funny guy.

Psycho.

So, that customs guy at the harbor...

Ken, Tony, whatever...

What was that? Part of some
newbie hazing ritual?

You did well, held your nerve.

Bali shipment goes out Tuesday.

This might be a good time to discuss

the fine print in my contract.

You want a bigger cut?

No, I want you to leave Marcy
the hell alone.

You got me now.

You don't need to mess with her.

Loose lips...

...sink ships.

Okay, you guys really need to rethink

your employee retirement plan.

Murder is not an attractive option.

It's been working for us so far.

We don't think we can trust you.

Who are you working for?

My conscience.

Come on. This... This is a great
thing we got going here.

I would never leave this deal behind.

Well, now it's time to leave
everything else behind.

Okay, you...

Oh.

Dead or alive?

De...

Alive. Throw the cops a bone.

Huh. Guess I'm not
such a bad guy after all.

You got Doug's cut?

- I'll see you around.
- See you around.

Hey, you can't go in there.

Sorry. I'll be with you in a minute.

I hope you've got a...

I'm only gonna ask once.

Stand up.

There's got to be
at least 50 meth heads

hanging around the Reef right now

more deserving
of being arrested than me.

Yeah, well, take it up
with your partner, Tom.

He rolled on you
like a chicken on a spit...

fake prescriptions, illegal referrals.

Come on. Let's go.

Here we go. Final day of competition

at the Empire Pro Surf Tournament.

The tournament trophy is in the grasp

of any of these competitors.

I think we can all agree

that this is one competition
we will never forget.

Let's get ready for
some spectacular surfing.

Where the hell is my dad's board?!

It's at Otter's, being refurbished.

- You took it? Why?
- Because...

you don't have a shot out there
on that board,

but you do on this one.

It's a lucky board, Petra...

saved my life at the Wahini Pro.

There's no way. I'd rather lose.

You'd rather lose?

Really? That's a positive attitude.

You're a lot like your dad,
you know that?

He was a fighter, a hard-ass.

The only difference is,

he would've done
whatever it took to win.

You understand me?

Take this board...

and give it your best shot.

Tear it up!

Pristine conditions here today
for the final heats

of the Empire Pro Surf Tournament.

And, finally,

to our 2019 Empire Pro

Comeback Performer of the Year,

Marcy Brooks!

- Congratulations, Marcy.
- Thank you.

Oh, wow...

Petra!

Hey, Petra!

She doesn't deserve that trophy.
It was fixed.

You're right. It was fixed.

Tori Eastland needed
her "Comeback Kid."

The point is that what's in your hand,

that medal, is real.

Fourth place?

All of that training
to be a better surfer?

- It doesn't matter.
- It does matter.

It's not about first
place or fourth place.

You're better than Marcy.

You've had it hard,
but you never took the easy way out.

You are still a kid.

- You can make your life better.
- Like you?

Living in that cushy beach house

while my dad is in the ground?

You're full of crap, Cat.

Surfing, life... it's all fake.

The whole world is rigged
against people like me

because of people like her and you.

No, uh...

Mm.

Cat knows about us.

Hmm.

Is that a problem for you?

Yes.

Well, can I make it up to you?

No. Yes.

Know what you want to eat?

Sure.

I'll have an olive

surrounded by lots of vodka.

It's been a minute.

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You look strong, like your dad.