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There's too much choice and not enough time.

You're mine, I'm mine.

And before your head gets down, you're

the only one in town.

The day we've been working for the whole year and the day we hoped would never

come. The final surfer.

It's big.

You can practically smell the tension in the air.

Or maybe that's just one of Brooke's energy drinks.

Corey studies the wind and wave forecast till he's seen double.

Rachel does her leg stretches over and over and over and over.

Mike works on his pecs.

Don't ask me why.

and Amy chills out with her calm music.

I guess I'm the only one who's not feeling that threat.

You know that curry paste, don't you?

Yeah, I just thought I'd give it a try.

Have you checked out the search yet?

Get the other guys, they should see this.

Hardly a ripple.

How are we supposed to surf that?

We could strap a motor to Simmo's mouth.

But the forecast said there'd be a swell.

They got it wrong. Suddenly they predicted it's nowhere in sight and it

like it's the day.

No way.

So, what are we going to do?

Have to wait and see what our solar blue honcho has to say.

You mean Andrew?

No, he can't make it. He's sending some other corporate class flyer.

She should be here soon.

She?

Look who's flying for the...

Leave it. Hello. Hi, Julie.

Why didn't you tell me she was coming? I didn't know myself until about an hour

ago. So how long are you staying?

Well, I'm on a plane to Brazil with Fly and the two winners on Friday.

I still can't believe it. Brazil?

Well, no one's going anywhere unless the swell picks up.

Simone's right. We've checked Baraban, Hartley. There's no surfer miles.

Well, the seats are booked. End of story.

You'd better come up with a plan, Simone.

You just want me to pull a miracle out of a hat?

Well, you usually do.

Blackwater Beach?

Apparently the break is amazing. And this is the only way to get there, apart

from a two -hour walk through the bush.

Hey, guys, jump aboard.

Stay your gear below. We'll cast off shortly.

Brilliant, Pimmo.

I knew you could do it. Yeah, well, just don't ask for any more miracles.

One a week's all I run to.

Here's the plan.

Fly, Dev and myself will head ashore on the rubber ducky. As soon as we're

there, first heat starts.

The judges are here already.

Yeah, we set them ahead.

Girls are up first, so get yourselves ready.

Remember, guys, this is what we trained for all year.

Don't hold back.

Yes, this is it.

Good luck, you two.

Me too.

Me too.

Go for it, girls.

Yeah, take no prisoners, all right?

Good luck.

Thanks, mate.

You guys all set?

Let's go.

Stay focused, Amy.

Push hard. You can do this.

Keep your rhythm, Rach. Don't tighten up.

Stay relaxed.

Think of it like training.

That's all it is.

Just like training.

Looking good.

These kids know their stuff.

We wouldn't be much help as coaches if they didn't.

All right.

Nice work, everyone.

Yeah, awesome. When do we find out our score? You get a progress tally after

boys hit.

Good work.

The guys ready?

They're ready, Timo.

Pains me to say this, guys, but good luck, right?

You too.

Just don't hate me when I win, okay? No problem.

Hate you already.

All right.

That's not what you prepared for.

But don't let that throw you.

It's a good break.

Dig deep, and you can blitz this.

Surfing off a yacht. How cool is this?

Okay? Now concentrate.

Eric's good. Mike's good.

Cory, average.

Okay.

Joe's progress score.

Brooke.

16.

Amy. 16 .5.

Rachel.

17.

Good on you, Rach. Yeah, you rat.

Okay, boys, progress scores.

Mike, 16 .5.

Eric, 16 .5.

Corey, 12.

What happened?

I just couldn't pick it.

Misread everything.

Don't think so hard, okay? Trust your instincts.

Improvise.

Improvisation isn't one of my strong points.

It could be, if you let it.

All right, everyone.

Hit two.

Hit the eight.

It's really ripping into it.

Right, Corey, nothing to lose.

Just go with the flow.

Rachel, 23 .5.

And Amy, 24.

Way to go, girls.

Well done.

Great work, guys. You're all still in it.

Okay, progress scores for the guys are... Corey, 22 .5. Well done.

Mike, 24.

Eric, 25.

That's fantastic. You're back in it. See what happens when you loosen up? Yeah,

thanks for the advice, coach.

Okay, 20 -minute break, everyone. Go grab some water.

Simmo, you're receiving.

Simmo's busy, Skipper. Can I take a message?

We ready for the last heat?

Yeah, let's do it.

Simmo, we've got a problem.

Guys, listen up.

Looks like we've got a party crasher.

A what? They've spotted a shark out near the boat.

Just what we need.

So, unfortunately, we have to delay the final heat. I don't believe this.

Sorry, guys, we just can't take the risk. So we have to head back to Blue

and hope that the surface is up tomorrow.

Only 15 hours, 23 minutes and 35 seconds.

Do we really need a reminder every five minutes?

Why not? At least it passes time. Why don't you guys do something?

You drive yourself mental sitting around here.

She's right. Who's up for another pool tournament?

Don't even think about it.

Not anything but that.

I don't hear any other suggestions.

I know.

How about a game of beach volleyball?

Now you're thinking.

Boys against girls.

I'm sorry.

Yeah, that's not even a contest.

Ready to surrender, save yourself from pain?

No way.

You're the one to be in pain.

I just let me love the road.

Go on, Eric.

Eric,

you okay?

What happened?

Turns out you were right about the pain.

It's not broken.

Well, that's something at least.

Yeah, I still think you need to see a doctor.

I'm not supposed to battle out with this. Let's wait and hear what the

has to say. Come on.

Good luck, mate.

I'm so sorry, Eric.

It's all right. I'll get you back when you least expect it.

Deb, what are we going to do?

Eric can't compete with his wrist like that.

Fly, we can't postpone again.

We're all out of time. But he won't have a fair shot at it.

Look, once he's up on a wave, that wrist won't make any difference.

Yeah, but he has to catch a wave first.

Yeah, and you have to catch a plane on Friday with the two winners, whoever

are. Look, I'm sorry you fly. That's just the way it is.

Surf's up.

You feeling any better?

We can still compete, though.

I'm not sure.

Lucky if I can catch anything with this.

Are we ready?

All right, girls.

Let's do it.

Remember, you're in front, Ames.

Just hold your lead. You can do this.

Okay. Don't hold back.

One good wave and you're live.

You're only just off the pace. You can win this. Come on.

That wildcard is almost yours.

Don't blow it.

Just go for everything you can.

You're not going down without a fight.

Look at Brooke.

She's ripping.

Got a lot of ground to mic up.

Well done, Jill.

Well, I definitely want to suggest something.

but we'll only go ahead with it if you all agree.

What is it?

Eric's wrist has put him at a real disadvantage with paddling out the back,

our idea was to get him out there using the jet stick.

Oh, no, no, no, that's okay, Simo. I don't want any favours.

No? That's fair enough.

This is a surfing competition, not a paddling contest.

Fine by me.

You know this break inside out.

This is where all that preparation pays off.

Eyes on the prize, mate.

That's all you have to think about.

Don't try and keep up. Just hang back and pick your wave.

I stand in line.

That should not work.

Do you think Eric's thrown in the towel?

Doesn't look good.

You can't waste energy on small stuff.

Save it for the right way.

Okay. Now.

Looks like he's back in the race.

waiting for the result.

The worst part?

There is.

They announce the winner and it's not you.

Timot?

The announcement you've all been waiting for will be made up at the house.

What? Come on, guys.

It's the culmination of a whole year. It deserves to be delivered in style.

Here, this will settle your nerves. I can't eat a thing right now, Julie.

Me neither.

Sorry. Oh, you poor darlings. We should hurry up with this. So do we.

Hey, thanks for waiting, everyone.

Now, before we present the prizes, we want to congratulate all of you.

It was a very, very close contest.

And every one of you is a credit to the Academy.

But as you all know, there are only two wild cards to give away.

So...

Simo.

Okay.

The moment of truth.

The winner of the boys' final is...

Eric Tanner.

Thank you.

Thank you. This is unbelievable. Thank you, guys.

And the girl?

The winner and the Solar Blue Girls champion

is... Brooke Solomon.

Congratulations.

And I do hate you.

Oh, Ames, I was so sure it was going to be you. And I hate you too.

I'm stealing all Chuck Berry's cars.

Every single John Paul and George.

With my friends, I'm going to kick out the George.

I'm doing the dance.

Plan A was winning the wild card.

I didn't have a plan B.

I did.

I'm going back to help my parents for a year, then I'm going to do a big

overseas trip.

Why am I not surprised?

Are you saying unpredictable?

How about predictably unpredictable?

I'll take that as a compliment.

I still can't believe you're flying to Brazil tomorrow.

You can't believe it.

I'm still expecting someone to jump out with a camera and tell me the whole

thing was a set -up.

I'm still going to stay in touch, yeah.

You bet.

Mind you, you're probably going to end up with a massive phone bill.

So, finals are officially over.

Yeah, they are.

Look, Ames, I know I'm an idiot and I talk too much and half the time I'm a

general all -round embarrassment, but... But?

But I still want to get back together.

You're on a plane to Rio in the morning.

So... Are you saying this is goodbye for good?

I just think we should leave things as they are.

Friends.

Friends.

Can I possibly come and see you when I'm back for a while?

No.

You must come and see me. I'll never speak to you again.

It'll be a whole new life for Eric and Brooke.

It'll be a whole new life for you too.

How do you feel?

Honestly?

Get silly.

Don't be.

You'll be great.

Taking this year off was the best thing you could have done. Now you're ready to

conquer the world.

Thanks to you.

I've got a few things to thank you for, too.

I don't think I could have gone through the year without you.

Simmo, that's the nicest thing you've said to me in two years.

Really?

I'm not that bad, am I?

Sorry to interrupt.

What's up?

We just wanted to show our appreciation for everything you two have done for us

this year.

Like the 10K runs and getting us up for the breed on training session.

Balling us out 24 -7.

So, we got something for you. That's so nice.

You didn't have to do that.

We most definitely did. Come on.

It's outside.

Outside?

That's big.

Love surprises.

So where is it?

Actually, it's in the pool.

In the pool?

Yeah. It's over here.

Very funny.

Yeah, that's good.

That's really good. I can take a joke.

So, yeah.

Two plus one is a crap mess.

And I treat them as if I'm someone who shoots them right.

Say G.

G.

Okay, I have to admit that winning is a bug.

But making friends with this bunch of lunatics, sharing a year of my life with

them, now that's something I wouldn't trade for all the wild cards in the

There's too much choice and not enough time.

Too far, one more.

Aiming for the head. Get down.

You're the only one.