All language subtitles for Reef Break s01e01_English

Private beach!

All good -- I'll stay
on the other side of the reef.

[ Screams ]

Feeling my way
through the darkness

Guided by a beating heart

I can't tell
where the journey will end

But I know where to start

So wake me up
when it's all over

When I'm wiser and I'm older

And all this time,
I was finding...

Pilot: Ladies and gentlemen,
we are in our final descent

to Nimitz Bay,
the crown jewel of Reef Island.

Local time is 10:50 a.m.

It's a beautiful day
at the reef.

Light breeze
coming out of the east.

Top temperature
is around 84 degrees.

As you know, Reef Island
is a U.S. territory,

and all U.S. citizens,

please make sure
you have filled out

your Customs declaration forms
before you deplane.

Flight crew,
prepare for landing.

[ Tone rings ]

When I'm wiser and I'm older

All this time,
I was finding myself

And I didn't know I was lost

Woman: Thank you for flying
Reef Island Airways.
Man: Thank you.

[ Indistinct conversations ]

Air Marshal, am I right?

You're the only one on the plane
wearing a jacket.

You didn't get up
from your seat not even once

during the whole flight,
not even to pee.

And you've got
that Beretta-sized tumor

on your right hip.

Plus, you kind of look like
a man of the law.

So, how is it you didn't notice
that guy right behind you in 4B?

He was the first one
off the plane,

got up to check his bag,
like, seven times.

Plus, he had
a gun in his boot

that they missed
in Los Angeles and Honolulu

and a wound
on his left side

that is starting to seep
through his shirt.

So, I'm thinking
maybe armed robbery?

Why the hell didn't
you say something?

Uh, well, I didn't
want to get stuck inside
a 12-foot-wide tube

during midflight...
crossfire?

Everybody! Get down!

[ People screaming ]

Stop, man!

[ Screaming continues ]

Hm?

That's the way it is

That's the way it goes

It's just us two

Stay down!

It's what we know

That's the way we like it

Don't complicate

No need to fight it,
just invite it

Yeah, yeah

We made a language
for us two

We don't need to describe

Every time you call on me,
I drop what I do

You are my best friend, and
we've got some things to do

Keep the change.

Help with your bags?

Jimmy.

Hey. Cat.
[ Chuckling ] Hey!

Welcome home.

Yeah, well, this isn't home.
Not anymore.

You saying
you didn't miss us?

Oh, come on, Jimmy.
You know I love you guys.

I just, uh, you know...

Well, it's complicated.

Hey, hey, I thought
you were doing more time.

When did you get out?

About a year ago.

Wow. You got a job,
you got a suit.

You look good.

You here
for Doug's parole hearing?

Uh, yeah.
I thought I'd drop by.

Seems like you couldn't
stay away forever.

You take care.

[ Indistinct conversations ]

[ Sighs ]

[ Indistinct conversations ]

Kiko:
Hey, what can I get you?

Wyatt:
Scotch rocks, Kiko.

Can I get you another?

[ Laughs ] Sure.

Two.

I'm gonna guess...

vacation?

Business.

How long you here for?

Why? 'Cause you can
show me around?

Let me guess.

You just got
that shiny gold badge.

Congratulations.
You're a detective.

And tonight, you're thinking
you'll pick up

the next shiny thing
that catches your eye.

Okay.

You're not interested.

Oh, now,
is that what I said?

Well,
you're not making it easy.

Oh, you're a good-looking guy.
I bet most things come easy.

[ Chuckles ]
And you're the hot
local detective,

and I'm supposed to
figure

you're safe
for a one-night stand.

That's why you're cruising
a hotel bar in the first place.

Can we just rewind to
the "good-looking guy" part?

[ Laughs ] Yeah.

Step inside

My, oh, mys

Out the window

Sunshine in my eye

I'll bet you like
to be on top.

We don't have to start there,
but it's usually where I end up.

My, oh, my

Lord, I don't know

Sunshine in my eyes

Reporter: The Reef Island
Police Department

have yet to obtain evidence
that the young woman

had succumbed to any foul play.

In a statement, the RPD said...

Morning.
...accidental drowning

is one of their lines
of inquiry.
Hey.

While the search
for Tori Eastland continues,

a spokesperson for her father,

Eastland Empire CEO
Carter Eastland,

said that the family
remains hopeful

that she will be found.

Wow. Tori Eastland.

Richest family
on the island.

Hasn't
brought her back yet.

...kept prying eyes at bay.

What?

You remind me of someone.

Can't quite figure out who.

Well, it's a good thing you
didn't use that line last night.

[ Remote clicks ]
Yeah, seriously.

Well, Reef and I
have history.

But I haven't been here
in about...five years.

[ Groans ]

So, there's an offshore
hitting the North Reef.

I'm gonna scrounge up a
surfboard and get in a few sets.

You know, I was born here,
lived most of my life here.

Just never saw the appeal
of surfing.

So...

Later?

A-Actually, later,
uh, I got stuff.

Later after your stuff?

Well, after my stuff,
I'm gonna surf some more,

and then
catch a flight out.
Whoa.

It was fun, though.

Yeah, it...was fun.

See ya.
Bye.

[ Sighs ]

Remorse? That's just
a word to most people.

That they demand
from someone else.

But for the last five years,

remorse has been the air
that I breathe.

I accept responsibility
for every deed, every crime,

everything I've ever done.

I ask this parole board
for the chance to live

a quiet and peaceful life
among my fellow citizens.

Thank you.

Miss Chambers,
we understand that you would

also like an opportunity
to address this Board?

Oh, you bet.

See, this, uh,
remorseful soul over here?

He ordered members
of the Shorepound Syndicate

to murder me

and FBI agent
Jake Elliott,

who still bears the scars
of that attack to this day.

Uh, Miss Chambers,
before you turned informant --

Informants get paid.

I accidentally married
an undercover FBI agent.

You used your profile
as a professional surfer

to smuggle drugs,
launder money,

and steal jewelry and cash
from hotel rooms.

I was accused,
never convicted.

Mnh, because you cut a deal,
predicated on cooperation --

I am not a rat.

I only testified

after Doug O'Casey
tried to have me killed.

If I did not cut a deal,
I would have been dead.

Listen to me --
I dragged my ass

13 hours across the Pacific
to state the obvious.

The idea that you would
let this man out

because he went, what,
a few years

without shanking anybody
is insane

and only reminds me
that the Reef

is still the shadiest
sunny place in the country.

[ Spectators murmur ]

Hey, Cat!

Emma Hahn, KFZA online.

Hey, Emma. Still working
the courtroom beat?

Uh, how's it feel
being back home?

Okay,
is this really news?

Shouldn't you be covering
the kidnapping

of that rich girl
in the kayak?

Tori Eastland?
Yeah.

Who told you
she was kidnapped?

Police said maybe
accidental drowning.

Well, they're wrong.

Black Moon Beach is 6 feet deep
out to Stevens Point.

If she drowned, they would've
found her body by now.

Police haven't given
any indication of a kidnapping.

Huh.

Well...
I'm probably wrong.

What do I know?
I'm just a surfer.

[ The Beaches' "Send Them Away"
plays ]

Take those blues
and send them away

Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah

Don't look back
at the end of the day

Take those blues
and send them away

Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah

Don't look back
at the end of the day

Hey, get off my wave!

Aah!

Oh!

[ Gasps ]

Oh!

Aah!

Hey! If you're gonna cut me off,
at least finish the wave!

Petra?

I haven't seen you
since you were like...10.

[ Indistinct talking,
telephones ringing ]

Okay.
Is this really news?

Shouldn't you be covering
the kidnapping

of that rich girl
in the kayak?

Tori Eastland? Who told you
she was kidnapped?

Police said maybe
accidental drowning.

Well, they're wrong.

Black Moon Beach is 6 feet deep
out to Stevens Point.

If she drowned, they would've
found her body by now.

More importantly, there's no
surf south of Martyr's Inlet.

Well, you know, maybe
I'm wrong. What do I know?

Thought I recognized you.

Well, I'm not sure how.

No endorsements,
never cracked the Top 44 --

Yeah, but I do know
my mug shots.

Yeah, I was accused,
never convicted.

Just get dressed
and get in the car.

Why?
Where are we going?

...nowhere.

No,
that is unacceptable.

Yeah, I got to go.

Cat Chambers.
Carter Eastland.

Thank you for coming.

I didn't really feel like
I had a choice.

This is Ana,
from the Governor's office.

Lieutenant Governor Dumont.

Oh. Hi.

I'm really sorry
to hear about your daughter.

Is that why you made
a very public statement

about Tori's disappearance?

Oh.
No, that was just --

An hour after she posted
your interview,

every local news channel
picked it up.

And then this showed up in
Eastland Empire's public inbox.

They want $6 million

[Voice breaking] to be
delivered by Cat Chambers.

What?

Instructions to follow.

Okay, I -- I had
nothing to do with this.

I just arrived
on the island,

and -- and, in fact,
Detective, um...

[ Snaps fingers ]
Detective...

Cole.

Right,
Detective Cole here

can account
for some of my time.

And the parole board can vouch
for most of the rest.

We're not accusing you
of anything.

I'll pay you $50,000
to deliver the ransom.

I'll give you another $100,000
when Tori comes home safely.

Wow, that's
a very generous offer.

Um...

I'm sorry, does it not strike
anyone here as a little bit odd

that these kidnappers
picked my face off of TV

to be
a ransom courier?

Not when the courier used to run
with the nastiest gang

of smugglers, thieves, and
killers in the South Pacific.

We were never kidnappers.

Following their instructions
optimizes my chances

of getting my daughter
home safe.

Will you do it?

Will you bring my girl
home to me?

Yeah.

I mean, I'll try.

I will.

Wyatt will be your liaison
to the Governor's office.

So, "Wyatt," huh?

Interesting -- you're on
a first-name basis

with the Lieutenant Governor
on the Reef?

Yeah. People here know
each other's names.

Seems to me like
you and her might have

a little bit
of history.

If I had any juice
with the Governor's office,

we wouldn't be trusting
a jailbird

looking for
the money angle.

I'm not a jailbird.

Listen, I have an idea.

How about
I help you find Tori

before we have to
make the ransom drop?

That way,
we skip the whole

"me getting stuck between the
bad guys and the cops" thing.

You have
no inside information.

Look, I surfed the Reef
for 12 years.

I can find a surfer kid who
distracted a bodyguard, okay?

Kid must've known exactly
where the security cameras were.

There's not a single
clean shot of his face.

Well, it's the best lead
we've got.

There is no "us."

There is me
working the case,

there is you going back
to your hotel room --

that I'm sure the parole board
is vastly overpaying for --

and waiting
for my call!

You know, Wyatt...

I don't really see us
hooking up again.

Mm-hmm.
[ Scoffs ]

Found myself
just the other day

In the backyard
of a friend's place

Thinking about you

Thinking of the crowd
you're in

What you up to,
where you been?

Hey, Kitty Cat.

Hey.

Just thinkin'

Come on up.

And all the clothes
that you wear

And the color in your hair

Shouldn't change you

I, uh...

I looked for you at
Doug O'Casey's parole hearing.

Doesn't the FBI expect you
to show up for stuff like that?

The Bureau doesn't
expect anything.

The only reason
I wasn't sent home

in the last round
of budget cuts was

they realized they'd have to
put me someplace else.

I need your help.

Whoa! The last time
you said that, killed my career.

Uh, no, marrying me
while you were undercover

killed your career.

Memory serves, you let me in
on that little secret

about day 3 of our honeymoon,
after I'd already admitted

to about
a half dozen felonies.

I was a bastard,
wasn't I?

[ Both chuckle ]

So, there are
these kidnappers,

and, uh, they like my face
for a ransom drop.

Eastland thing?

Yep.

And then there's
this detective -- Wyatt Cole.

Cole.

You know him?

Oh, as far as I know,
he's okay. Um...

Eastland hasn't
bought him -- yet.

Jake, you're the only
FBI agent on this island,

and you're good.

How are you not involved
in this case?

"Not involved" is exactly
how the Bureau wants me.

It strikes me
as a little screwy, though --

picking you
off a screen.

Me too.

Maybe the doers
are ex-Shorepound,

figure they'll get
a bit of payback.

This is why I need you
watching my back.

No.

Come on, Jake!
We're good together!
No.

No.

There's a big payoff
at the end.

Oh, of course there is.

Alright, fine.
I'm a mercenary, okay?

But there's still a girl
who's out there, kidnapped,

and the "okay" detective,

he won't even let me see
the surveillance tape.

[ Sighs ]

What I heard was,
the old man fired the bodyguard

for screwing up.

The guy got on a plane
to San Francisco

before RPD could find him

and having him go through
some mug shots.

And --

Alright, call it just a detached
professional curiosity.

"Detached."

Alright, this board
is a Paulownia 6'1 Walrus

with basswood stringers.

That's one
like Otter makes.

Is he still camping out
at that junkyard?

Oh, because you're gonna
go down there alone,

asking questions?

Sign these first.
[ Sighs ]

They just missed you
at Bondi Beach last July,

and you haven't been in one
place more than a month since.

Tell me about it.

Divorce papers?

One of us had to
get off their ass,

make it official.

You mind if I have someone
take a look at these?

Sure.

You sure you don't want
to come with me to Otter's?

You know, for old times' sake.
It'll be fun.

Ha.

It was only ever fun
for you,

wasn't it, Kitty Cat?

Hey, you got a car
I can borrow for a while?

[ Chuckles ]

You always could
read my mind, Jake.

[ Sighs ]

Okay.

[ Sighs ]

[ Gulls squawking ]

[ Brakes squeak,
parking brake clicks ]

[ Engine shuts off ]

Otter!

We're closed!
Get out!

Cat?

Fight or eat?

Depends on the sandwich.

Roast beef, swordfish,
grilled onions,

and a hot dog
hidden in there somewhere.

Wow.
Mmm!

Hard to believe
you're still single, Otter.

[ Muffled ]
Screw you, Cat!

Geez.
What's with the hostility?

Who was it that said I was
the only fence on the island

because I'd eaten
the others?

That was a cheap shot!

That was a misquote.

That was
a wiretap transcript!

Fine. I said it.

But who tipped you off
before the arrests were made

so you weren't busted
as a criminal associate?

Why the hell would you show
your face in the Reef again?

Well,
it's a long story.

The short version is,
I'm looking for a grommet.

He's got blond hair,
no beard,

a Paulownia 6'1 Walrus.

I'd know one of your custom-made
boards anywhere, Otter.

Okay.

You're looking for Lonnie.
Yeah?

He's crashing
with some lowlifes

at this, uh, green-roof house
on the Back River.

You know -- the one
Manny G. used to rent.

Yeah. Are they --
Are they dangerous lowlifes?

Look, all Lonnie said
was that they were

these hard guys
with a big-dollar plan.

Okay.
Yeah.

Hey, what do you know
about Mike Torrance's kid?

She punched me
in the surf today.

Petra?
Yeah.

Where's she living?

I see her camped
on the beach sometimes.

You know, she just turns up
here and there,

kind of a stray dog vibe,

somewhere between
mean and tough.

Sound familiar?

Enjoy your sandwich!

[ Parking brake clicks,
engine shuts off ]

[ Crickets chirping ]

[ Dog barking in distance ]

Oh, my God.

[ Garage door opens ]

[ Police radio chatter ]

This is not
what it looks like.

Start at the top,
work your way down.

So, you're back at the hotel,
where I told you to be?

Well, telling me was
your first mistake.

Listen, um, it's...

[ Groans ]

His name is Lonnie.

He was crashing

with an ex-Navy SEAL --
Ex-Navy SEAL
named Billy Knox.

Yeah, we know.

He's been renting
the house since --

Why am I even
telling you this?

I don't know,
because my investigation

got here faster than yours?

This isn't an investigation.
This is breaking and entering.

I think that Knox killed Lonnie
after he grabbed Tori Eastland.

Now, listen, I know
I should've called you,

but I wasn't exactly
feeling the --

[ Handcuff clicks ]
Really?

Oh! You've got to be
kidding me!

You know, I pictured this moment
going somewhat differently.

Me too.

For one thing,
the cuffs were fur-lined.

Ow!

[ Sighs ]

Petra?

[ Police radio chatter ]

[ Door closes ]

Hey.

Okay.

The knife is
an Ontario MK 3 --

U.S. Navy SEAL
standard issue.

Serial number came back
to Billy Knox --

dishonorably discharged
last year.

He's been working as
a diving instructor at Mako's,

where he met
Tori Eastland.

That's how he knew the layout
and her routine.

And he's in the wind,
but now that we have an ID --

Why is Cat Chambers
under arrest?

Because I don't think
we can trust her.

And she burglarized
Knox's house.

Sounds like she was
trying to help

and she got there first.

By, like...

five minutes.

What's your problem
with --

You slept with her?

Uh, before --

before I knew
who she was.

I went out on a limb
getting you promoted.

Eastland trusts Chambers.
So do the kidnappers.

Cut her loose.

Oh, so now the guy with
the biggest house on the island

tells us
how to do our jobs?

The man whose name is
on half the parks and museums

and three streets on the island
tells the Governor.

Who tells me.
Then I tell you.

Tori Eastland has a knife
held to her throat

by a trained killer
the Navy couldn't control.

[ Cellphone chimes ]
We can't count
on an ex-Shorepound thief

who could
still be working.

I'm sorry --
am I boring you?

Eastland just got
another ransom message.

Cat Chambers comes alone
in a marked police boat

to the following coordinates.

If they see one helicopter
in the sky or --

or one other boat
in the water...

[Voice breaking]
they will kill me...

[ Sighs ]

You're delivering $6 million
to Hermit's Atoll in 58 minutes.

Oh. Lucky me.

Hey, um, the guard said
she's in here

for shoplifting
a couple beers.

Okay if I pay her bail
before we head out?

No.

Okay, Wyatt, alright?
I'm sorry, okay?

I should've called you
when I got the address.

It's just -- I have
trust issues, okay?

Yeah. Mainly that
you can't be trusted.

I'm trying to be
a better person here.

Who is she to you?

Well...

She's kind of the bad end
to a worse story.

I, um...

Listen, if things go south
out there today, I just...

I'd like to put a couple checks
in the plus column, you know?

Sure.

Thanks.

You're scared.

[ Engine revving ]

We're here,
even if you can't see us.

We got three transponders
on you.

Why?

In case I look at $6 million
sitting next to me

and decide to go left
instead of right?

Yeah, that did come up.

Ha ha!

Now,
don't protect the money.

You worry about
Tori Eastland's safety.

And yours.

In which order, Wyatt?

Which do you think?

I think I got her.

[ Breathing heavily ]

Tori! Are you okay?

I'm Cat.
I'm here to help.

You'd better get away
before they blow up the boat!

I'm pulling the plug,
dispatching bomb squad.

I'm supposed to
call them.

Alright, then.
Call them.

[ Timer beeping ]

You were
supposed to come alone.

Tell those boats
to back off -- now!

Back off
and drift to starboard.

Let me see the bag.

Alright.
Got it right here.

Toss it over the side.

Just do what he says
and don't talk about the bomb.

Let's talk about
that bomb first.

Watch this.

Aah! [ Gasps ]

Now are you
gonna listen to me?

Dump the money now.

I'm putting the money
in the water, okay?

Knox:
When the money's counted,

I will text you a seven-digit
code to disable the bomb.

[ Line beeps ]

He's got a diver down there.
He just snagged the bag.

It's time
to back away now, Cat.

[ Timer beeping ]

[ Engine starts ]

Cat --

Come on.

You can
put the phone down.

He's, uh --
he's calling back, though.

Sure, maybe.

How'd you get out here,
anyway?

Scuba gear.

They've got some kind of,
um, underwater sled.

Who's "they"?

Billy Knox and two other guys
I don't know.

They've been keeping me
in their camp on the north side.

Get that, Wyatt?

Yeah, copy that.

Cutters Charlie and Echo,
come around

from the north and south side
of the atoll.

Everyone be advised
that the suspects

may be using
a diver propulsion vehicle.

Don't even think about it,
Cat.

Billy Knox and his friends
are currently distracted

by counting the money
and the cops.

So what say you and I
stop staring at each other

and haul ass out of here?

Let me get you untied.

He said to wait
for the code.

He's a kidnapper.

Not someone you can
really take at their word.

What I do know

is that Billy Knox
is gonna open that bag

and find $30,000

and a whole bunch
of nautical line.

Are you crazy?

Well, the theory has been
floated to me once or twice.

We got to go.

[ Sighing ]
Oh, my God.

[ Timer beeping ]

Ohh!

Ohh! Ohh!

[ Sighs ]

Go! Get ready!
Let's go!

[ Glasses clink ]

Cheers.
[ Chuckles ]

Ugh.
[ Sighs ]

So, we found
the other two kidnappers --

facedown in the atoll,
still in their scuba gear,

bullets in the back
of their heads.

Ah. I guess Billy Knox
didn't want to share.

Reporter:
Police are still searching
for a third suspect

in the kidnapping
of Tori Eastland.

I want to thank the hundreds
of thousands of people

who offered me
their hopes and prayers

across all of
my social media platforms.

[ Reporters shouting "Tori! ]

That's it?

S-She thanks her flippin'
Twitter followers and not us?

Well, you did
almost get her blown up.

And that! What the hell
was Billy Knox thinking?

You're expecting
$6 million.

You don't just give up
your collateral that easy.

That's why you held back
the ransom money.

You were trying
to control the action.

Hey, uh...

you know, you did good.

Made the right calls, you're
asking the right questions.

All in a day's work.

Try to keep your enthusiasm
from bubbling over.

[ Chuckling ]
No, it's not -- it's...

I've been on
this same hamster wheel

since I was 17 years old,
you know?

Chase waves, steal money
to chase more waves,

and...

I don't know, I'm thinking
maybe it's time

to stand still
for a while...

let some unfinished business
catch up with me.

[ Gasps ]

Wyatt.

What?

I think
Knox blew that boat up

because he didn't
check the money.

He assumed
it was all there.

Kills his partners

and then uses the explosion
as a getaway plan.

Which --

Um, I need another shot,

you need another
fruity drink, and --

Uh...
This round's on me,
and I'll be right back.

[ Cellphone ringing ]
Look, I -- Agh!

Hi!

Wow, kayaking in the very same
place you just got kidnapped --

with a deranged killer
on the loose.

You are one brave girl.

He's got to be, uh,
halfway to New Guinea by now.

New bodyguard?

Yeah.
Daddy fired Rocko.

Rocko must have been
the tricky part.

You needed a witness so everyone
would know you disappeared.

What are you
talking about?

Private beach!

All good -- I'll stay
on the other side of the reef.

Cat: You used Lonnie
to distract your bodyguard.

The divers knew exactly where
to find you on your kayak...

[ Screams ]

...when to grab you,
where to grab you.

Yeah,
I couldn't figure it out.

Why the hell
would she kidnap herself?

And then I saw you on TV,
and it all made sense.

One reporter
for a rich girl missing at sea,

a bunch more when it turns out
to be a kidnapping,

and then the whole circus
descends on the Reef

for your stunning rescue.

The money
was for Billy Knox.

You just wanted the fame.

I live on an island
no one knows about

with a last name
my father pays a team of lawyers

to keep out of the news.

I can't build a brand
that way.

That's what
this was about?

Selling perfume?
[ Scoffs ]

A reality TV show?

Oh, reality TV?
Come on.

This isn't
1990-something.

[ Chuckles ]
In the last week,
I have jumped

from 25,000 followers
to Kendall and Gigi numbers.

And I haven't
even started sharing

the inspirational details
of my struggle for survival.

Your daddy on board
with this?

Daddy's just happy
to have me back in one piece.

Is this why you're here?

Want to shake me down
for some hush money?

Who'd believe me?

I'm just a washed-up surfer
and an unconvicted thief.

No,
I am not your problem.

Billy Knox, however,
has a very nasty habit

of murdering
his partners.

Shooting them is
probably the best thing

he's done in his life.

What about Lonnie?

Did he deserve to die?

Yeah,
that's what I thought.

Good luck out there.

Hey.

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

[ Gunshot ]

[ Groans ]

Cat: Come on! Run!

[ Groaning ]

[ Groans ]

Go, go, go, go, go!

I want you to get
inside the house.
I got a gun in the car.

You're leaving me?!
Get in! Go!

Aah!

[ Groans ]

[ Grunts ]

[ Groans ]

[ Groaning ]

[ Sighs ]

Jake!

Are you okay?

Hey. Oh, my God,
are you okay?

Hi.

Hey.
Hi.

I want my damn car back.

[ Laughs ]

[ Groans ]
Oh, careful.

[ Groans ]

[ Chuckles ]

Woman: All units, code 4.
45 Pacific Point Drive.

[ Police radio chatter ]

I didn't know
if you'd show up.

'Course you did.

You call, I jump.

Hey.

Hey!

I was sitting
right there.

You could've told me
what you were thinking.

Uh...

She called me because no one's
really sure who you answer to.

That, and she hasn't worked out
which of your buttons to push.

Yet.

Well, it seems I owe you
for my daughter's life again --

and for recovering
my $6 million.

How much do you know?

All three kidnappers
are dead.

And what you seem to believe
could be construed as slander.

A legal threat from the most
powerful man on the Reef?

That's...not impressive.

Well, believe me,

I have no illusions
about my daughter's foibles.

But I bet
you spend a lot of time

cleaning up after them,
don't you?

Yeah.

And after
this latest misadventure...

[ Chuckles ]

...I'm gonna be
tightening the leash.

So you consider four murders
a misadventure?

That --
That is good to know.

What I want to know is
what I can do for you.

Well...

I have always wanted to live
in a house on the beach.

[ Chuckles ]

Baby, it's a brand-new day

Ain't no clouds
hangin' over me

Something doesn't feel
the same

The rest of my life
gonna start today

Good morning

Na, na, na-na

Good morning

Na, na, na-na

Good morning

Na, na, na-na

Hey.

Na, na, na-na

You know
the Eastland beach house?

Sure. But why?

There's a boathouse
attached to it,

a key above the door.

If you ever need a place to stay
or dump your crap,

it's yours.

I'm not going there.
That's the rich girl's place.

Not anymore.
It's mine now.

Her father made her
move back home with him.

Long story.

Going home
is a punishment?

For some.

You really think
the key to a boathouse

makes everything okay?

No.

I don't.

I could tell you
why I killed your father

and how I had to.

It won't make
any difference.

A warm place
is a warm place,

and most of the world
isn't.

Just...

[Voice breaking]
take it from someone who knows.

Oh, and, um...

stay off my waves,
you little punk.

[ Scoffs ]

Housewarming gift
from the Governor's office.

Wow.

Okay.

Got to admit, you take
your hush money in style.

It's only hush money
if saying something
would make a difference.

Tori's not the first poor little
rich girl to get away with --

Murder?

Don't make the same mistake
her father made.

She isn't dumb,
and she didn't get lucky.

She knew she'd get
figured out eventually,

so she set up all the angles
so she'd get away with it.

Living in her house
is vigilante justice?

Works for me.

[ Glasses clink ]

Are you really planning
to stay on the Reef?

I don't have
anywhere else to be.

Be or go?

Uh, I'm either gonna
really like you or really...not.

[ Chuckles ]
[ Laughs ]

Well, I'm hoping
for the former,

since the Governor would like
to put you on a retainer.

A retainer?
To do what?

Our island has
unique problems.

Sometimes the police just need
an outside pair of eyes.

Some problems, the police
don't even need to know about.

Some problems,
you need a --

A fixer?

Someone who can think fast
and keep quiet.

What makes you so sure
I can keep quiet?

I'm sitting on your beach in
front of your new beach house.

Good point.
[ Chuckles ]

If you call,
I'll answer the phone.

But other than that,
I'm a slave to my conscience,

such as it is.

So...
a case-by-case basis.

Case-by-case basis.

[ Glass thuds ]

[ Inhales sharply ]

I was gonna suggest you stop
sleeping with my brother,

but neither of you
seems inclined

to self-restraint
in that department.

Wyatt Cole
is your brother?

Half-brother, yeah.

[ Laughs ]
I had no idea.

I thought --

Well, now you know.

I look up from the ground
to see your sad and teary eyes

You look away from me

And I see there's something
you're trying to hide

And I reach for your hand,
but it's cold

You pull away again

And I wonder
what's on your mind

And then you say to me
you made a dumb mistake

You start to tremble
and your voice begins to break

You say the cigarettes
on the counter

Weren't your friend's,
they were my mate's

And I feel the color
draining from my face

I know you love her,
but it's over, mate

It doesn't matter,
put the phone away

It's never easy to walk away

Let her go

It'll be okay

It's gonna hurt
for a bit of time

So bottoms up,
let's forget tonight

You'll find another,
and you'll be just fine

Let her go, it'll be alright