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There's too much choice and not enough time, but too much.

Any form of head can count.

Brothers are people who are born with one purpose specifically in mind, to

torment their sisters.

My brother was especially good at it, particularly when it comes to not

up on time.

Joe here. Leave a message.

Hi, Joe.

Looks like the amnesia's got you again. So where are you this time? Bali?

Hawaii? Or are you just asleep again?

Look, anyway, it's flat -ass here at Blue Water, so I'm going to try

So meet me there if you get this message, okay?

All right, bye.

I don't know why, but lately I've seemed to be leaving messages like this all

the time.

Hey, this is my waist!

Get out of here.

What?

What?

I'm coming.

What? You okay?

Yeah.

Take it easy, huh?

Here they come.

What do you guys think you're doing?

You could have caused a serious accident.

Don't you know how to surf? Hey, forget it. No way.

Don't you idiots know anything? I think that was her way.

This is our break, mate. Tourists can blow back where they came from. Take the

midget with you. Don't call me a midget. Yeah, go on, get out of here. Yeah,

Nick, I'll throw you. What?

What, is this beach reserved for morons? Hey.

I'm sorry, we had to tip the sign. You all know you have?

The rack off. Yeah, go back to Blue Water where you belong.

Go on, buzz off. Don't let us see you back here.

All right, keep your shirt on.

Let's go.

Yeah, whatever, mate. See you later. Hey, leave them alone.

All right.

Well, watch out. Here comes Sanderson's little sister.

Now you can take your little hotties back to your own beach. That's what this

about. You pushing them out of the way, as usual.

If you lot weren't dominating every break around here, we wouldn't have to.

Greedy, Bec. That's rubbish. You do this every year.

But you've left school now, so when are you going to grow up?

Cool, guys, I'll handle it.

Let's go, guys.

I'm letting you off, but stick to your own break from now on, OK? We're

to be grateful. The last time I looked, this was a public beach. Leave it,

Heath. There's no point.

Come on, let's go.

You're getting really full of yourself now you're in with those academy brats.

Don't pretend we were ever friends, Cal.

You're not so different, Dad. Back on Monday, you'll work it out.

Get lost.

Hey, surf here any time, Bex, but keep your mates where they belong.

Joe!

What are you doing hanging out with these creeps?

Well, you've got your new mates and I've got mine. What are you talking about?

Since when are these guys your mates?

Since when do I have to answer you?

Joe!

This guy was my brother and suddenly I felt like I didn't know him.

I'm Matt.

This is something special.

Simmo, it's a dinosaur.

I can't turn on this.

Exactly. You'll only be able to do what the wave lets you do. Won't be able to

pull out your three -move special on that, eh, Matt? I don't have a special.

Matt, riding a thrust is like driving an automatic car. You jump back on an old

manual like this for a few days and you'll start to feel the engine better.

Simmo, there are reasons we've moved on.

It's too heavy.

There's too much foam through the rails. The bottom's too flat.

The tail's too narrow, the nose is too wide. It's as subtle as a barge. Yeah,

Matt, a great board has a dynamic feel.

Obi -Wan says feel the force, Matt.

You'll be on a kneeboard.

Yeah, I'll feel the force, all right, when I'm slamming into the rocks because

turn too slow.

Peterson didn't seem to have a problem turning it.

Michael Peterson?

Three -time Australian title, Michael Peterson.

Yeah, donated it when the Academy opened.

It's not what he scored bells on in the 70s.

Oh.

1975.

Yeah, he did win it, didn't he?

But you're probably right.

The rails are pretty fat. You'll just end up on the right. It might be worth a

shot.

Just as a joke.

I mean, if it was good enough for Peterson.

Matt,

come on!

Good ways, Matt.

Let's see how pretty it is. Sorry, Dick. I don't get it. It looks like a pig,

but man, it goes.

Yeah?

Sopper, if you will.

Maybe later.

Bix!

Mum's here.

Mum!

Oh, hi, Bix.

Here you go.

I can't eat any more of these things. I've still got the last one. It's all

right. I was just trying to look after the family champion.

Yeah, I know.

Don't forget the barbecue.

No, I'll be there. Joe's coming, isn't he?

I hope so. I never think I'd be sure with Joe these days.

Do you know where he spends his time outside school?

Hardly ever home.

Bec, do you?

No, I don't. You haven't been surfing with him lately?

No. You don't sound too sure.

I haven't surfed with him in weeks.

Sorry, Mum. I'd better get back.

Oh, yeah, all right.

Thanks for all the love.

I'll see you tomorrow.

Hold it, cowboy.

You're taking that to bed. Don't give me any ideas.

It's going under my bed.

Sorry. The rule is, bedrooms for humans.

Bored, sleep in the shed.

Can't you make an exception?

I don't like her being out there in the cold.

She needs care.

Oh, she told me that she's been very happy out there for the last eight

Back in the shed, Matt.

Something funny?

I do not believe this.

They knew what they were looking for.

Unbelievable. I find the most beautiful stick and some creep racks off with it.

I knew I should have kept Angelina under the bed.

Angelina? You gave it a name? Yeah, for Angelina Jolie.

Don't you think she's a little old for you?

Okay, so they drove off in a station wagon, right? Or a panel van.

It was really dark. I'm sorry. Did you get a look at any of them? They were

halfway up the road before I got there. Police are coming round later. I don't

get it. Last night you said you saw one of the guys jump into a station wagon.

Well, I mean, it all happened so fast. I'm just doing the best I can.

Sure. Hey, Beckham, I'm waiting.

Ben, what are you doing here? We're picking you up, remember?

Hi. Hi, Catherine. Hi. What's happening?

The board's got pinched.

That's all.

I got my bag.

Hello, Miss Sanderson. Hello, Anna.

Oh. Any of you going home for Easter? No, it's a bit far to go for a couple of

days. I'd kill to be home this weekend.

They'll have an Otterbaum and Otterfeuer.

Otter what?

An Easter tree and a bonfire. It's my favourite time of the year.

Hi. Hope this is okay.

What's okay?

Anna was feeling a little homesick, so I asked her to join us. It's okay with

you, isn't it? Yeah.

Of course.

Come on, Ben.

Wait. I think one of us should change.

I haven't done any laundry.

This is my last shirt.

We look like twins.

Sorry. I fit right into your family.

No offence against Anna, but if Jo came home while she was there, this Easter

would be a disaster.

All right, Ben.

Give me the dirt. What's been happening with Jo and the old?

They've been fighting a lot.

You know his friend is Callum Hardy now.

Yeah.

Mum and Dad know? No way. They'd freak.

Bex, can you give me a hand in the kitchen, please?

Yeah, sure, Mum.

Joe! Hey, I told you I'd make it.

Where's Mum?

Inside.

Hi, Joe.

What are you doing here? Your mum invited me. Oh, great. I thought this

family. Leave her alone, Joe. Why?

She's the one who ripped my place off at the academy.

Doesn't anyone remember that? I don't want to spoil your Easter. I'll just

your mum I have to get back to training.

What? That was pretty slack.

Hey, hang on a sec.

Listen, if Mum's invited you, it's okay, right? I mean, that stuff about the

surf academy, I should have brought it up again, but... I'm sorry.

Truce?

Sure. It's Easter, after all.

It's gotta be those idiots who kicked you off the beach yesterday.

We should go down there with a bunch of guys and take our boards back. You see,

that's what's commonly known as a lynch mob, Matt. Now, they might still do that

in Tassie, but up here we've got people called police.

I don't know why. They haven't turned up yet.

I mean, where's the forensics squad?

Why haven't they collected fibres, soil samples, DNA fragments?

Matt, they're not hunting a serial killer.

Yeah, well, it's just as well.

The crime scene's been walked all over.

If you ask me, there's only one way we can get our boards back, and that's to

our own detective work.

Here we go.

Forensic glove.

Evidence satchels.

So are you in or out?

Out. Oh, my mind, that is.

The prodigal son finally returns.

I know they're going to be shredding each other.

OK, so bread and chocolate suck, but what do you like about Australia?

The sun.

The beaches? The people?

You just need to move it closer to Europe.

Nah, it's not as crowded enough as it is. Um, I hate to interrupt.

Have you got a moment?

Ben, you wanted to show me you're not bored.

Oh, yes, it's in the chair. Come on, Ben.

I thought she was number one on your hate list.

Hey, I was only trying to be nice.

Although I kind of dig the sexy accent.

Are you going to give me a hard time about missing our surf? No, I just want

know where you're screwing your life up, that's all. Give it a rest.

All right? I get enough lectures from Mum.

Joe, if you keep hanging out with those creeps, you're going to end up in

trouble. Just trust me. They're not creeps, all right? They're cool. Cool? I

caught them stealing our boards and you were with them. Exactly how cool is

that? All right, look, it wasn't my idea. I didn't even want to be there.

why were you?

It's just a bit of stupid fun, OK?

You'll get your dumb boards back.

Fine. Walk away. But you get those boards back because I can't keep lying

friends. I mean it, Joe.

Why wait?

Call them now.

Go on, why do you care what your friends think of me?

Just get them back, okay?

What's going on?

I'm doing what the police should have done, but didn't.

See? We've got footage of the getaway car's tyres.

It's better than a fingerprint.

Give us a look.

What's the matter?

It's actually Simone's car.

Bye, Cheryl.

I suppose you think you're clever. No, I just think we should stop wasting time.

All right, then. We know who did it. Let's put them under surveillance.

Hey,

what's the big joke?

We're painting Easter eggs like we do back in Germany.

See, this is the golden girl, you, right?

And, well, this is me, the bad egg.

Your father said to start without him. He's been held up at the yard.

Joe, I asked you to look after the barbecue.

I can see that.

Why must you ruin everything?

Mum, it was an accident.

No, it wasn't.

He never takes anything seriously. That's his whole problem. His whole

is that ever since he missed out on the academy, you treat him like he's

hopeless. Rubbish. It's true, and when you treat someone like a loser, sooner

later they start acting like one. Leave Mum out of this.

If anyone makes me feel like a loser, it's you.

I mean, why do you think I don't go surfing with you anymore?

All you ever talk about is the academy.

On and on and on.

But that's my life.

Yeah, your life, not mine.

You got in, I didn't.

So what makes you think I enjoy hearing about it? But you never told me.

I've been dreaming about pro surfing since I was ten.

And now I'm nowhere.

My little sister, she's in pole position.

It's not my fault.

So why do you rub it in all the time? I don't know.

Don't you?

I know we're not best mates, but... If you need someone to talk to...

Is your family this dysfunctional? No, much worse.

Joe taught me how to surf.

His mates gave him a really hard time about it, but he didn't care.

I just want things to go back the way they were, you know?

I'd put places with him tomorrow if I thought it would help.

Give up the academy?

I still don't get why you're so worried about him.

Do you promise not to tell the others?

Come on, have you seen enough yet?

I want to keep my camera in one piece.

Look at my face.

What are they up to now?

I keep going in and out behind some rocks.

Well, they're probably just taking a leak.

Or stashing the boards.

Come on, mate, let's just go home.

No way. This is evidence.

They're clearing out. Now's our chance. Chance for what?

Coming at this figment?

It must hang out here a bit.

Don't you just love it that they're done with the decor?

Oh, no.

What?

It's Angelina. You sure?

I've known her anyway.

You want to play?

It's not really my sport.

Come on.

Germany versus Australia.

Then Germany can have a head start.

Germany does not need a head start.

Hey!

Yeah? And?

Australia leads by what? Only because Australia cheats.

Come on.

Beck told me about these new friends of yours.

Did she?

So?

I'm only trying to help you. Okay, here's how.

Stay out of it!

Here you go, guys.

Happy Easter.

Oh, you didn't have to do that.

I thought it was kind of appropriate.

See, this one's small, but perfectly full.

And this one's got a head full enough.

It's those guys.

Forget it, mate.

You still can't prove anything.

It's a station wagon. That's what Bec said they used. She thought they used.

Isn't that Bec's brother?

That's him, all right.

Why would he do that to us?

Surely not still sorry he didn't get in. Come on, look, so far it's all just

guesswork. More than enough evidence to take to the cops.

We can't dog Beck's brother into the cops. So what do we do?

Somebody should just ask her.

Straight out.

Go on then, ask me.

Did you see Joe steal our board?

Yeah.

I saw him.

I'm really sorry, guys. I'll get them back. I promise. It's too late, Beck.

They've been burnt. Are you kidding me?

One of our boards was burnt at least.

We think it was ours. It was ours.

Joe wouldn't do that. I'm just telling you what we saw, Beck.

Hey, guys.

Beck, the cops came round while you were out. They want you to go down in the

morning and make a statement.

What am I going to do?

I can't lie to the cops.

And they'll find out and that'll make it even worse.

I wouldn't want to rat on my brother either.

He'll never speak to me again. And he'll be charged. Mum and Dad will kill him.

Maybe you should warn him at least.

He's not even speaking to me right now.

He might speak to me.

He stole our boards. I don't think we owe him anything.

I'm not doing it for him.

I'm doing it for Beck.

Hey.

I got your text. What's up?

Beck's been asked to make a statement to the police.

It's hard to be alone.

Ready, Beck?

Excuse me.

All right.

The rest of you.

I've managed to get a loan of a few boards from the Sandy Break Surf School.

That's where you can get your own replacement, I know, but they'll do for

days.

Down, better than nothing.

Thanks, Zemo. This one looks okay.

Actually, that's for Anna.

Mate, I've got something special for you.

Since you were so attached to the old Michael Peterson stick, here you go.

Hey, have a look at this.

It's the same year, 75.

It's exactly the same. Look, I mentioned signatures the same. What?

I thought the one he gave me was a one -off.

You said it was the board he scored bells on. No, you said that.

If you'd bothered to hang around, I would have told you that he signed three

dozen of those.

But no, no, you jumped to conclusions, grabbed the board, ran into the surface

where I could even draw breath.

Ah, no need to feel too stupid, Matt.

It's quite comforting knowing that Angelina's got a sister.

Many, many sisters.

Zach,

you all right? You're a bit quiet.

Yeah, I'm fine.

What's this?

These are our boards.

What?

Yeah. It's unbelievable.

How did they get back in there?

I've no idea.

Obviously our thieves have a conscience.

Oh, sister, what did you say to him last night?

Not much. He must have worked it out for himself.

I can't believe we got all the boards back.

Everyone. Even your Peterson magic board, Matt.

Hey, isn't that the same as the one we... Uh, Deb, uh... Long story.

What do you want?

To know what you're doing on our beach.

It's flat at Barraban, so we figured we'd come here. I see, so the rules

when it suits you. Well, we thought you might be in a good mood since you seem

to have found your missing boards.

Yeah, we are.

Which is why we've come to make a truth.

What? Some days the break runs at Barraban, some days it runs here. We

surf every day.

So do you.

So? So we make it easy on ourselves.

Early mornings, best part of the day, we stick to our own breaks.

After eight, we go where the waves are and we don't crowd each other out.

Sounds fair.

Okay. Deal.

For now.

Alright then.

See you out there.

Hey, Joe.

Thanks for returning our surfboards.

I don't know what you're talking about.

Hey, Beck, would you have really told the cops about me?

You'll never know, Joe.

But I do know I never want to face anything like that again.

Yeah, I'm sorry.

Okay.

You know, I really don't care if you see these guys.

I mean, I think their brains have been eaten away by sealers, but it is your

life. You know, I just wish you wouldn't diss me to do it.

Okay.

What's the deal?

I won't blab on about Polar Blue all the time. It's my deal.

Good.

Well, now that we've got that sorted, let's introduce the real surf in this

family. You're on. Let's go.

There's too much choice and not enough time to fall.