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People say that
nothing in life lasts.

If by that they mean,
uh, nothing stays the same,

they would be right.

Everything changes.

The Earth turns,
the seasons pass.

We grow old.

My name is William McKay,
and I'm a fisherman,

which makes me a believer.

So I would venture to say
that if you're lucky

and the gods are with you,

some things do last.

Family, friendship, love.

I learned that from my father.

Hey, Dad.

Well, good morning.

Kyle, say hi to your grandpa.

Kyle.

What?

Your grandpa is here.

I can see that.

Kyle, why don't you tie
the aft line?

The what?

I made you some lunch.

Sandwiches, potato salad,
beer for you, water for him.

What?

I'm not going.

No offense, William,

but I really don't wanna go
fishing with you.

What? This is stupid.

I have no interest in fishing,
with you or anybody.

It's not my thing.

Why are you acting like this?

You are on thin ice as it is.

Acting like what?

I'm expressing myself.

I'm articulating my feelings.

Isn't that what your
counselor buddy said to do?

William, did my mom tell you

she dragged us all
to a family counselor?

Dr. Peter Puddle.

I kid you not.

He's a real vessel of knowledge,
that guy.

It was a shit show.

Kyle, stop it. Just stop it.

And stop calling your grandpa
by his first name.

Show some respect.

What's the matter, Sarah?

You seem stressed.

Kyle, honey,
don't you wanna take a break,

just for one day?

I don't know, Sarah.
Seems like the person

that wants a break here is you.

That's right.

I need a break, okay?

Just for one day.

Just get in the goddamn boat.

Kyle.

Get in the boat.

I'm sorry, Dad.

See you at The Turtle at 6:00.

Okay.

Thank you.

You please take those
things off?

Please.

They're earbuds.

I listen to music on them.

Oh.

Can I see them?

Careful.

Hey.

What the fuck?
Those are like 300 bucks.

My boat, my rules, no music,

and no using your phone--
can I see that for one--

You're a real asshole, William.
You know that?

Well, kid, when one person calls
another person an asshole,

we know for sure
that one of them is.

Take me back.

My daughter asked me
to take you fishing

and that's what I'm gonna do.

So what happened to your face?

I tried to kiss a mule
on the ass.

Yeah, that'll do it.

That's, uh, that's gonna scar,
you know?

What about your scar?

Well, that's a very long
and inappropriate story.

Your bait's too obvious,
William.

It was one week that changed
the trajectory of my whole life.

In fact, if it wasn't
for this scar,

you, Kyle, would have
never even existed.

They were giving me an award.

I think you wanna take this.

Good evening.

Ladies and gentlemen,
I'd like to welcome you

to the New York
Chamber of Commerce

Executive of the Year
Award Gala.

Honoring William McKay.

Look, think whatever you want,

but if you turn your back
on me now,

I'm going to hold you
accountable,

and it won't be pretty.

William, people are starting
to wonder.

That's much better.

Yeah.

Okay. See what you can do.

Mr. Wallace came by
the office today.

He said that you may wanna
take a look at this.

Thank you.

I've had the honor
to work closely for five years

with the trailblazer
we're celebrating tonight.

He is a leader
with uncompromising vision

who 10 short years ago
revolutionized

his family's company

into one of the most
innovative corporations,

making it grow 20 fold

and taking it public.

He did it with grit,

outworking any of his employees

and remaining involved in every
aspect of its operation.

He's a philanthropist
who's given away a fortune,

a patron of the arts, and
a collector of fine antiquities.

And if that weren't enough,

he's engaged to the beautiful
Stacy Wilson

who comes from one of New York's
most distinguished families.

So yes.

For me, he embodies
the idea of honor.

As a token
of my personal gratitude

and a symbol of that honor,

I would like
to present him a gift,

which I picked out
with a little help

from his lovely fiancée.

Ladies and gentlemen,
it is my distinct pleasure

to introduce to you
the New York Chamber of Commerce

Executive of the Year,

Mr. William McKay.

I love you so much.
I'm so proud of you.

Come on.

William.

William.

Come on.

Will you hold this for me
a moment?

Let's see what Randy got me,
shall we?

Randall.

Dueling pistols.

18th century, French,

Normandy region, I believe.

- They're magnificent.
- They're all original.

Perfectly preserved
and maintained.

Functional?

I believe so.

Fantastic.

Distinguished guests,
my friend Randy

spoke of the importance
of honor in our lives.

These were certainly
the weapons of honorable men.

These were tools
for conflict resolution

in a far less compromised age.

Because without honor,

we risk losing what is perhaps

the greatest part
of our humanity,

our ability to trust
one another.

Then again,

betrayal is only possible
when you trust.

Ladies and gentlemen,
your executive of the year
has a problem.

Randall Bowen Prescott,
my brand, my protégé,

the CFO of this company
is working with a group

that includes several of those

who are giving me
this award tonight,

organizing a hostile takeover
of my company.

What?

He shared
confidential information,

and taking advantage of
a temporary dive in stock value

has convinced a few board
members and major stockholders

that my time as an entrepreneur
is over

and I need to be replaced.

And if that wasn't
betrayal enough,

he's banging my bride-to-be.

I mean, I think this one
is my favorite.

Now...

...as Randall said
in his impressive introduction,

I live by what I preach.

Randall, you have disgraced
both my honor and yours.

Now in front of our peers,
I'm challenging you

to a duel to the death.

Are you serious?

Wrong answer. Pick up the gun.

Go ahead.

Show them all
how honorable you are.

I don't think that this is--

Pick up the fucking gun.

Mr. McKay, please stop this,

-this outburst.
-What?

I understand there may have been
some type of indiscretion.

Indiscretion?

Please, you're making
a spectacle of yourself.

Fine. You know, give your award
to someone else.

I'll keep the guns.

Randall, you're fired.

You will never take control
of my company.

For your scrapbook, honey.

You two deserve each other.

Fuck all you people.

Wow, they do work.

Mr. McKay.

Oh, thank you, Lorna.

Hello?

That was quite a show.

I thought so. What's up?

Stocks are gonna take
another dive tomorrow morning.

You're making it much easier

for them to pull off
the takeover.

Every publication
wants to talk to you,

but we need to do
some damage control.

Please tell me you have a plan.

No plan.

What do I tell the press?

What is there to say?

Good night, Martin.

Forgive me for asking, sir.

Are you sure you need this?

Oh, yeah.

You think of me
as a happy man, right?

You seemed happy for
a while when you met Ms. Stacy.

I'll take that as a no.

No. That's not
my impression, sir.

At least when
you're at the office

and you seem to be here
most of the time.

How long have you worked here,
Bernard?

Since your birth, sir.

And you're here
all the time too.

You have a family, don't you?

Yes, sir.

Don't you
wanna spend with them?

I do. When I can. My boys.

- Father's love.
- Yes, sir.

Thank you.

Good night. Go home.

Thank you, sir.

Wait, seriously?

You heard me.

What happened then?

What do you mean
what happened then?

You wanna hear the story
of how I got my scar?

-That's the story.
-What happened next?

I mean, you're just sitting
there on the ground,

you almost blew your head off,
what happened?

Indeed there's more
to every story.

But both stories,
they're two-way streets, Kyle.

Now, it's your turn.

Now, you tell me
how you got yours.

I'm sure my mom
already told you.

Your mom hasn't told me
anything.

All I know is she called me
on Thursday

and said you were suspended,

that your dad was away
on business.

That's all she said?

That was it.

And I'll tell you
what happened next.

But first,
you gotta tell me something.

One true thing about
what happened to you.

Just one true thing.

Okay. My mom lied to you.

My dad's not away
on a business trip.

There. That's one true thing.

Now, tell me more about the time
you tried to kill yourself.

Who said I tried to kill myself?

It was an accident.

It's not what it sounded
like to me.

Speaking about fathers.

Strangely enough, next thing
that happened that night

was my father called.

I thought you said
you never talked to your dad.

Well, like I said,
that was the strange part.

Yeah. Hello?

William McKay?

Yeah. Is this the police?
Is this about earlier?

No. For Christ's sake.

It is not the cops.
It's your father.

My father? You sure about that?

Yeah, I'm sure.

What kind of stupid ass
question is that?

I guess it is my father.

Well, sorry.

Should I have been expecting
your call? It's been 10 years.

Oh, cry me a river, kid.

The phone works two ways.

Last time I called,
you wouldn't talk to me.

Listen, I've got this idea.
I wanna run it by you.

Well, I'm all ears.

How'd you like to compete

in a father and son
fishing tournament?

Like against each other?

No.

No, we would be a team.

You and me,
and my fishing guide

against a bunch of other teams.

I haven't fished in years.

Well, the tournament
starts at 9:00 AM.

Are you in or are you out?

All right. When is it?

Tomorrow, 9:00 AM.

Tomorrow? No, I can't just--

Let the world take
a few turns without you.

You've got people you trust
to do your bidding.

I'm a little short
on trust right now.

Oh, God. Spare me, kid.
They don't need you.

I don't even know
where you live.

San Pedro, Belize
in Central America.

What? What are you doing
down there?

Look,
the final registration

is at 8:00 in the morning.

You have to leave right now.

Are you in or are you out?

I need to see you.

Sir, we're here.

Holy shit, kid.
What's with the get up?

You don't look too good.

Oh? Well, neither do you.

Come on. The tournament starts
in less than an hour.

Uh, look, kid,
Toronto isn't feeling too good.

He ate a snake or something.

Do you mind riding in the back?

Hey, what's up?

Listen, here's the plan.

Find out who's prepared
to back us at the meeting.

Talk to the union,
hire staff to personally call

as many stockholders as we can.

I will call the biggest 10
myself, okay?

We need at least
one of the founders

but you're being smart.

A call from your dad
would make the difference.

Yeah, we'll see.

Uh, listen, call me
when you talk to Andrew.

You got it.

Okay.

So that's him, huh?

My son, William.

What the hell is he wearing?

Yeah.

Looks like a tuxedo.

Is your son a secret agent, Leo?

Doubtful. All right.
Come on, come on, come on.

Hey, Cole. That one is in tux.

Taking you to prom?

Man, what happened
to your wrist?

You get that whacking off
in between divorces?

-Cole.
-William McKay.

All right. Come on.

Come on.

Gotta sign in.

See you guys down at the dock.

All right.

All right?

Say fish.

Here's your ruler, sir.

Camera.

-Smile for the camera.
-Good luck, man.

Yeah. Good luck to you.
You're gonna need it.

-Team?
-McKay.

Team McKay.

Oh, hey there.

This is my son, William.

Hi.

He's not what
you made him out to be, Leo.

Appearances can be unreliable.

One would hope.

That's a nasty cut.

You should get that cleaned.

Probably get some stitches too.

There's a medic at the dock.

-Hello, Julia.
-Hey.

Say "fish."

Oh, kid. Go get some new duds.

You look like an idiot.

You ready? Come on. Let's go.

Okay. Thank you.

Hey. Listen.

Hey.

Spare no expenses, man.

Let's eat well.

Let's win this thing.

I'll give you a nice tip
at the end.

That's great.

I need you
to put that in the dumpster

and get back to the skiff.

Do it and see what happens.

Can we go ahead
and go through with that?

I will make sure
that's the last thing you did.

Good morning.

- Good morning.
- Good morning.

Welcome to our 3rd Annual

Father and Son Grand Slam
Fly Fishing Tournament.

We thank you
for your participation.

Our goal is to get these waters
declared a protected area,

a natural preserve.

All proceeds
from this tournament

will go towards that cause,

the preservation
of this beautiful paradise.

Speaking of beautiful,

a woman Saltwater Magazine

described as one of the finest
anglers in the world,

Julia Diaz...

...will refresh your waterlogged
memories about the rules.

All right. All right.
Behave, boys.

All right.

You have three days

to catch three species of fish.

One bonefish, one tarpon,
and one permit.

All tournament fish
must be caught

on fly tackle and then released.

The first father-son team
to catch all three

and photograph them
against the measuring stick

we just gave you
wins the tournament.

All right.

Start your engines.

Hey. Who's getting on board
with us?

- On your marks...
- He's talking all the time.

What is this guy doing, huh?

So are you making
them understand

- the situation because I...
- ...get set...

...really don't wanna have to--

- William, hey.
- ...go fishing!

Have Andrew
call me--no, just have him...

Okay?

Let's go. Let's go, boys.

-What's he doing?
-What's up, Cole?

Wind shifted.

It's coming in
from the southeast.

We should go that way.

Come on, let's go.
Sit down.

Isn't this magnificent?

It is pretty.

Yeah.

You okay, Leo?

Help him out. Help him out.

- You all right?
- All right.

Have you ever, uh,
cast a fly before?

Once. I stream-fished
with the governor of Montana.

I'll take that as a no.

You see that ice cooler there?

-Yeah.
-Sit on it.

All right. Now watch and listen.

Take off your shoes.

So, unlike the governor of
Montana's stocked trout stream,

we have to cast
long distances in saltwater,

which means that you...

-Hey, did you speak with Andrew?
-Please get off that thing.

- Son of a bitch.
- Hey, what is this, man?

What are we--what are we
doing here, Leo? Huh?

We had a deal.
We have a signed contract.

You can't use that thing
on the boat.

I have to go
but have him call me, okay?

Come on.

What are you doing?

Sorry.

All right. Which means that...

...you use your whole arm,

not just your wrist
to cast flies.

Keep the line routed,

and you find your target,

and let it go.

Now, you strip
the line back in, all right?

And you bump it.

So bump, bump, bump, bump, bump,

bump, bump, bump, bump.

Uh-huh. And you simulate
the motion of live bait

moving through the water like
that.

All right.

Okay.

Now, just do what I did.

Don't stand in your line.

Get off the line.

All right.
That's not what I did at all.

All right? Just slow it down.

Straight through, like you're
painting a telephone wire.

Better. Uh-huh.

Oof.

Now, you're falling apart.

You're falling apart.
That's horrible.

Horrible. All right?

Use your arm, not your wrist,
and keep breathing.

Okay, boys. Look alive.

We got two bonefish
at nine o'clock.

Oh. Oh, oh, oh, oh. Okay.

The bow of the boat,
that's noon,

so cast out at nine o'clock.

Um, you know where the nine is
on a clock, kid?

Okay. Now listen.
Start stripping the line fast.

He's coming across the flat
about 40 feet out.

You can bring it right to him.

That's it. Point down. Good.

Don't forget
to use your stripping finger.

Now listen. If you feel
a little bite or a tug,

don't set the hook
too hard, okay?

Just keep the line tight
with the strip.

Okay, boy. Very good. Good boy.

She took the fly.

Oh, I got it. I got it.

Hold onto it.
Just pull at it.

That's it. Good boy.

Go ahead. Pull it.

Okay. Okay.

- Andrew. Hi.
- Tip up.

-Tip up. Keep the tip up.
-I understand the optics but...

- All right, it's gone.
- It had to be done.

Listen, I--you know...

-What is wrong with you, man?
-Is that Andrew? You know what?

Let me--let me have the phone.

-Let me talk to him.
-Okay. He...

Yup.

What the fuck?

That phone cost $4,000.

Wow.

-Hey.
-Oh, there you are.

Same old Leo.
Only I'm not 12 anymore.

Well, you can fish
or you can talk on the phone,

-but you can't do both.
-That was an important call.

Hey, and this
is his fishing time.

It's important too. You hear me?

-You stay out of it, boat boy.
-Boat boy, huh?

Hey, hey, hey, hey.
It's all right.

You're benched.

You're benched.

Sit your ass on the cooler.

Get comfy.

You're sitting on our lunch.

I'll take a ham,
mustard, no mayo.

Oh, thank you.

Cole, Cole, Cole, Cole, Cole.

Hey, hey, hey.
Look, eleven o'clock.

Bonefish just tailed up
right in front of us, 50 feet.

It's tailing
right on the surface.

There she is.

Yeah.
Reeling right to her.

Very nice.

Oh. Okay.

-Yup.
-She ate it.

- There you go.
- Now we're talking.

That's it. Let her run.
Let her run.

Great job, Leo.
Way to get on the board.

- Yeah.
- Come on.

Yeah, baby.

Hang on to her.

- Oh, where are you going?
- Right on there.

-Yeah.
-You play with her, Leo?

Bring her to the side
of the boat.

- Look at that.
- Look at her, huh?

I know. Look at it.

Come here, baby.

Come here, baby.

Oh, look at her.

Look at her. Okay.

- Okay. All right.
- Here we go.

Here we go. There?

Okay. There we go.

She is a beaut.

Okay.

We got our bonefish.

We got a bonefish.

Oh.

- Here you go. Okay.
- All right, Leo.

Hold on, sweetheart.
He's coming.

Hold on, sweetheart.

- Got her?
- There you go.

- Okay. It's so nice.
- There you go.

Oh, nicely done.

-All right.
-Come on.

The old guy's still got it.

It's my favorite part.

There you go, princess.

- Come on.
- Thank you, sweetheart.

Come on. There you go.

There you go. Good for you.

Oh. Oh, baby.

- Still got it.
- Hmm, we got it.

There she goes.

Yeah. Hey.

Hold on a sec.

Here you go.

One down, buddy.
One down.

One down.

Salud.

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey. There.

Thanks. Okay.

To the fish.

- To the fish.
- Yeah, to tomorrow.

Here.

Hey, Leo.

Oh.

Love what you've done
with the place.

-Is there a phone?
-No phone.

Your dog smells awful.

Well, you're in his space.
You make him nervous.

Well, does he wanna come outside

on the porch in the fresh air?

It's his house.

He's got a little bed in there.

He's comfortable.

Then becoming a north wind

around 10 miles an hour.

-Are you all right?
-I'm fine.

I hurt myself
the other day with Cole

pulling lobster traps.

Lobster traps?

Yeah.

Yup.

Everybody down here's got 'em.

What's up with this Cole guy?

How do you mean?

I mean, why do you put up
with such a jerk?

Cole.

He's got his reasons.

The thunderstorms
are not expected--

Okay. I just--

I don't get it.

-Why are you doing this?
-Doing what?

Living like this in this
squalid little shack.

I mean, I know perfectly well,

you left the company
with plenty of money.

What are you trying to prove?

Proving thing is
a young man's game, William.

I'm 75 years old.

I just wanna fish.

-Fish, huh?
-Uh-hmm.

-Be out on the ocean.
-Well...

...there are more important
things in life, Father.

That's right, son. There are.

Happiness is on that list.

I'm glad you're happy.

So, this is why you left
everything and everyone behind.

This makes you happy, huh?

Oh.

I'm shit-canned.

I'm gonna turn in,

and we have got
a big day tomorrow.

-We're going after our tarpon.
-All right.

Is there a phone somewhere
I can use?

Yeah. There's a bar

about a mile up the road
at Estel's place.

There's some coins here
in the conch.

Okay. Can I have the keys
to your truck?

-No.
-No?

You're gonna be drinking, right?

Yeah.

Well, what kind
of father would I be

if I knowingly
let you drink and drive?

And besides,
that truck is a classic.

-Dad, I'm walking.
-Walking.

Okay, Kyle. Now, it's your turn.

Tell me the truth.

I'm hungry. That's true.

Yeah. It's pretty early yet.

I'm 14. I'm always hungry.

Are you gonna tell me

what happened to your face?

I got jumped by a couple kids
at school.

End of story.
It's not that big a deal.

Well, it looks like more than
a prep school fistfight to me.

It was less of a fight.

More of a beating.

Did you know the guys?

One of them used to be
my best friend,

he and his brother.

Well, if he was your friend,
then why did he do it?

Look, I told you what happened.

I told you
just like I told my mom.

I got my ass kicked, okay?

It sucked.

The rest is my business.

Okay. Fair enough.

Isn't it your turn now?

Isn't that how this works?

Hey, Andrew.
Sorry, we got disconnected.

Everywhere I go,
we're like this. I'm right--

But work on your cast, man.

-You gotta work on your cast.
-I get it.

You'll make a killing
if you sell now,

but you'll be screwing
the rest of the stockholders.

It'll finish me.

Come on, man.

Can't be that bad.

-Come have a beer with us.
-Bullshit!

I will take you to court,
and I will be--

okay. Wait, wait, wait, wait,
wait, wait, wait, wait.

Andrew, Andrew,
don't hang up. Look.

We've known each other
almost two decades.

I will make it worth your while,

just not with this sale.

I can't.

Fuck it.

Hey!

Come on.
Sing it with us now. Let's go.

All right. A little louder.

Yes, a little louder.

Yes, exactly.
Thank you, Peter.

And we will fend them off.
Don't you worry.

I will give Leo your regards
and have him give you a call.

Okay. Well, I think
that's all for now.

So, thank you. Get some rest.

Okay. Good night.

Therefore,
everybody sing with me.

What can I get you, William?

Small town.

Um...

What was this guy having?

Oh, he's drinking Kilkofs,

one of my signature concoctions.

I think I need one of those.

Attaboy.

What you looking at, Buster?

Is she a movie star?

Nope.

What do you know about her?

More than I'd tell you.

She got a name?

You wanna buy her a drink?

A drink?
I wanna buy her a house.

Get in line.

Hi.

Hi.

Estel said you like these.

Oh, thanks.

Didn't I tell you
to take care of that cut?

You did.

Well, why didn't you do it then?

I was hoping
I'd run into you again,

and it would give us something
to talk about.

Oh, you're too smooth,
aren't you?

Okay. All right. Grab this.

Let me see that cut.

Down.

Come out to my car.

It's too late to stitch this.

You're gonna have to let it heal
from the inside out.

What are you,
a nurse or something?

Something.

Doctor?

That's gonna leave a scar.

How'd you get it?

-I forget.
-Looks like there's powder burns

surrounding the cut.

So you're a doctor
and an expert fisherman?

Fisherwoman.

And I lived here
when I was growing up,

so it comes with the territory.

You have a practice?

You work at the hospital?

There is no hospital here.

I haven't lived here
a few years.

I'm just passing through.

I'm opening up
a new clinic in Placencia.

Don't be a sissy.

You should
change that tomorrow.

Can I buy you dinner?

Feels like the least
I can do considering.

-I already ate.
-So did I.

Well then,

do you think I could get a ride?

I have to go to the market.

There's really not much
that's edible at Leo's place.

Executive of the year
doesn't have a car?

How do you know about that?

It was in the local paper.

Really?

Wait, how much of it?

None of it.

Leo brags about you.

He does?

So, what else did Leo tell you?

Oh, that you're a math wiz,

that you were your
mother's pride and joy.

That you always need to win
everything.

That when you were a kid,

you used to cry
when your shoes got dirty.

That inside of that
arrogant appearance,

you were actually a sweet guy.

And that he regrets

he's not being there
for you more.

Wait a minute,

how much of what you're
telling me did he actually say?

Enough.

Well, I hope I can change
the bad impression I've made.

-We'll see.
-Huh.

All right.
Have a good night.

You like turtles?

Yeah.

Turtles represent long life.

This is not for her.

She's gonna end up as soup.

Wait. Okay.

- Okay. All right.
- All right.

- You got it?
- Okay. Wait.

Okay.

Go on.

Go on.
Come on, you're free. Go.

Come on! Go!

Yeah.

Thank you.

Yeah, it felt really good.

I hear you're not
much of an angler.

Oh, I'm an amazing angler.

Yeah, no, I can't
get a fly out of the boat.

So what are you doing
down here?

I don't know. I'm just trying
to get away from everything

and everyone I know.

Leo asked me to come.

I don't know
what I was expecting.

I like your father.

I get the feeling
that you don't.

He's an asshole.

When one person calls
another person an asshole,

we know for sure one them is.

Ow.

So, what's wrong
with your cast?

I don't know. Everything.

Turn around.
Turn your back to me.

Come on, trust me.

Show me your cast.

Don't raise your elbow.

Try not to bend your wrist.

You want to pause,

wait for a line to straighten
and then go forward.

Good.

Good, but your body is tense.

Relax. Breathe.

You need to find your rhythm.

Close your eyes

and just think of a nice
and easy song.

No one else is here.

That was nice.

And then she said,
"Thanks for the turtles"

and we said good night.

Thanks for the turtles?

What's that about?
You guys didn't hook up?

Or was the turtle thing
like code for something

back in the day?

Well, I didn't say that.

Well, did you hook up
or didn't you?

I'm not saying but if we did,

it's that part of the story
that I'm gonna tell.

Okay,
Mr. Thanks-for-the-turtles.

Can I ask you something?

Sure.

Why did your mom lie to me
about your father

being out of town?

It's a question
you should probably ask her.

I don't know. Maybe because
it was an easy way to explain

why he didn't come
to the lake with us?

Anyway, it's not your problem.

It's my family.

Hey, it's our family, Kyle.

I'm your family.

Bullshit.

Where are you
when the two of them

are screaming at each other?

Huh? Or when they don't
speak to each other

and the house
is like a cemetery?

Where were you then?

Do you wanna hear
one true thing, William?

I'll tell you one true thing,

he doesn't love her anymore

and my mom is too
fucking stupid to see it.

Do not speak that way
about my daughter.

You show her some respect!

I'm sorry.

For what?

Why do you think your father

doesn't love your mother
anymore?

This is boat talk, right?

It all stays in the boat.

Yes, you got my word.

Why do you think
he doesn't love her?

Because maybe if he did,
he wouldn't be sleeping

with my best friend's mom.

That's why he beat you up.

Can you blame him?

He's gonna ruin
their family too.

My dad knows I know
his dirty little secret.

And I got beat up for it.

But he walks around pretending.

He won't even look at me.

-And your mom doesn't know?
-No.

And what I'm supposed to do?
Tell her?

Is that supposed to be my job?

No, thank you.

He is such a liar.

Kyle,

I think I need to tell you
the rest of my story

because my dad kept
some stuff from me too.

Oh, hey.

Come in.

Hey, how you feeling?

Hi.

Not you again.

The man doesn't drink coffee.

-How do you take it?
-Black.

-You got it.
-Thank you.

Um, so how long
were you married?

Four years.

He a doctor?

-He is.
-Then what happened?

How long were you married?

Three.

And you got engaged again?

Hmm, the triumph of hope
over experience.

There you are.

- Hey.
- Hey.

Time to go.

- See you later?
- Hey.

- Good morning.
- Good morning.

How are you?

Never better.

-What?
-Nothing.

So?

Welcome to day two

of the Grand Slam Tournament.

- Good morning.
- Good morning.

Yesterday
was a good first day,

but no team has caught more than
one of the targeted species.

Though I did hear
the numerous barracudas,

several bonnet sharks,

and one of those new
cellular telephones

were also released yesterday.

At present,
12 teams are tied for the lead

with one qualifying fish,

so it's anyone's game.

And remember not to miss

the tournament party
tonight at Estel's.

So let's get out there.

Good luck, gentlemen.

All right, you heathens.

Start your engine.

-Here we go.
-Your boy ready this time?

Go fishers!

All right.
Don't rush your release.

Hey, Cole,

forget changing flies,

better change your angler.

Hey, Wally,
can you ask your gal

to drop off the handcuffs
I left at her place?

Goddamn it. Leo, grab the rod
and sit his ass down.

He has to catch at least one
of the qualifying fish.

-That was in the rules.
-You're aware
I can hear you both?

Come on, just relax.

Take a breath,
start over again.

Okay. We got two tarpon
coming in at 11 o'clock.

Okay. Straighten that mess out.
Where are they, Cole?

One is already gone.

The other one is laid up
right there at 10 o'clock

about 40 feet out.

For God's sake, Leo, the fish
are gonna bolt. Come on.

Yeah, cast. Cast, cast, cast,
cast, cast, come on, come on.

-Come on, get that shit.
-Come on. Come on.

Straighten it out.
Come here. That way.

Go ahead before they're gone.

What is he doing?

I think he's singing.

- Yeah, singing, huh?
- Nice.

Yeah. Okay.
But not too fast.

All right. Bump it.

Bump it. Bump it. Good boy.
Long stretch.

That's right.
Good boy. Bump it.

And she ate the fly.
Set the hook. Set the hook.

-Hold that line hard.
-Yeah, baby.

That's it.

- Oh!
- Oh!

Down.
Tip down. Tip down.

Whenever it jumps,
lower the tip.

You wanna bow to the king.
Just get the line up.

When it jumps, it's too strong,
you'd break it off from here.

Oh.

It's the beast.

Good for you.
Good boy.

What do I do now?

No, nothing. No, nothing.
You can't do anything.

Just let him run.
He's so green.

You can't stop him.
We're gonna have to chase him.

Get ready to reel
as fast as you can.

I'm gonna give you some slacks

so we can catch up
with it, okay?

He's not running anymore.

-What? What?
-Reel. Reel.

Reel. Reel.
Reel. Reel. Reel.

You feel anything, any weight?

Nothing. Nothing yet.

Okay. There she is.
She's coming right at us.

Keep reeling, Will.
Try and catch up with her.

That's it?

That's it. Faster. Faster.

She's almost at the boat,
come on. Come on.

Very good. Very good.

- That's it. You got her.
- Yeah. Look at that.

Still got him.
I still got him.

Keep fishing.
Keep fishing.

Good for you.

Lift up and reel down. Okay.

Whoa, we got a big shark
coming in, boys.

It must've been
what turned the fish around.

Fall short, kid. Let it go.

Give me your hand.
Give me your--

-Get up here.
-I'm gonna land this fish.

Shark. Get out. Get out.
Get him out.

Get over here. Come on.
Come on. Come on.

Shark. Get out. Get out.
Get him out. Take him out.

- Get him out of here.
- Get out. Get him out.

Get over here. Get over.
Get him out of here.

-Cut it loose, man.
-Cut it loose!

-The shark's gonna get that.
-Oh, boy.

The fish is gone, cut it loose!

No! No!

-Shit.
-Get off of my fish!

Fuck! No.

Here, uh, hold this.

The hell is wrong with you, man?

Huh?

No,
he's still on, he's still on,

he's still on. He's still on.

Okay.

Does this still count?

No, no, no.

It doesn't count.

But good job, kid.

Oh.

What are you tying there?

Some permanent leaders.

It's called a blood knot.

Sailors use it to splice
broken lines together.

It can be repaired.

You know, a bull shark
is nothing to mess around with.

Neither am I.

I'll tell you what though,
fighting that tarpon today,

that was really something.

I haven't felt that way
in a long time.

Well, once, a long time ago,

I hooked a blue marlin

north of Glover's Atoll.

It was the biggest fish
I've ever seen.

Must have been a whole 1,300,
1,400 pounds.

And I thought my heart
would stop just looking at it.

I fought that fish
for four and a half hours

in the pouring rain.

Jumped six times.

And when it did,
the way it would just drop out

beneath and leaving this
magnificent hole in the sea.

And at that time in my life,
that year,

I was at my lowest.

You know,
my money was worthless,

my power was worthless,
I couldn't breathe.

And nothing could alter
the decisions I'd made

that got me there.

But everything changed

when I fought
that magnificent beast

because it didn't care who I was

or how much money I made,
it didn't care

about my accomplishments,
my failures,

didn't care if I was a good man
or a bad man.

The fish fight...

...it's in the moment.

You're engaged in a pure test

of might and will,

and skill, and luck,

and courage, and...

...honor.

And honor?

Yup. Yup. Honor.

Or the lack of it.

'Cause being who I was then,
I would have, uh...

...I would have killed
that marlin, that I caught it.

Just to show it off.

And that would have been
the end of me.

But, luckily,
after four and a half hours

of exhausting battle,
it beat me.

So I slacked the line,
and the fish got free.

And I saw it jump away.

And what I understand now that--

God, I didn't then,

was that losing that fish
was the best thing

that ever happened to me.

Yeah.

You know, sometimes we lose.

It makes us better men.

Grandpa, my bobber went down.

I got a bite!

That's good, Kyle.

Keep your rod tip up.

Don't try to reel
when he's taking the line.

Just let him run for a while,
tire himself out.

It's not pulling
so much anymore.

Lift up and then reel down.

I can see him. I can see him!

Keep the line tight.

Now crank them on up.

Congratulations, buddy.

Now it's in your blood.

So what do we do with them?

Do we keep them
or do we let them go?

Well, that's up to you.
It's your fish.

There's no wrong answer, Kyle.

-I wanna let him go.
-Okay.

Lean over here.

Watch how I do this.

So, I have a feeling
there's more to the story.

Ain't she a beauty?

-She's nice.
-Yeah.

Okay. Get comfortable.

Here you go.

Are you sure you should?

Oh.

I enjoy it.

What happened with Mom?

Oh, Jesus.

Look, we're having a drink.

-Relax.
-I don't understand.

You reached out. Why now?

Yeah. Well, I just--

this tournament came up
so I called you.

No, why did you call, really?

Now you're sick, aren't you?

You were having trouble.

So suddenly you care?

I'm your father.

And that finally occurred to you
after 10 years?

I never stopped
being your father.

I never stopped caring
about you.

I wanted to see you again.
I wanted to talk to you.

Well, then talk.

I just wanna understand.

I wanna understand
what happened.

Why did you leave?

I was unhappy.

-Okay. That explains it.
-Yes, it does.

Look, I fell in love
with your mother

and she with me,

and then she wanted me
to be like her father,

and I wasn't.

I was expected to take his place

in their family business.

I did.

And I hated it.

It's not who I was.

I wasn't good at it.

And your mother, she...

...was always disappointed.

And I was mad all the time.

But you,
you're like your grandfather.

Born to it
and passionate about it.

I knew after two weeks you'd be
better at it than I ever was.

And so I left with confidence.

And don't tell me
that you didn't feel elated

to take over.

Do things your way.

Yeah.

But what about Mom?

Well, I asked her
to come with me

and she declined.

She was a New York society girl.

She said there were
too many bugs down here.

But the truth is it, um...

...it was a courtesy.

We had been going
through the motion for years.

The marriage was over

probably before it started.

And I was feeling sick.

I thought I was gonna die.

And the doctors, they...

...they couldn't find anything.

But I couldn't breathe,
and I just--

I felt weak, nauseous,

and my limbs were going numb.

And all that disappeared
a couple months after I left.

Just had to get
a couple thousand miles away

from your family, huh?

-Yup.
-Oh, okay.

That makes sense.

-You never liked me.
-Oh, Jesus. What?

I've always loved you.

Only Lord knows you could be--
you could be uptight,

so serious, so focused.

Well, you had to be.

And look at all
you've accomplished.

I'm very proud of you.

I just wish that, um...

well, that you had enjoyed
your time with me more

for you to stop trying
to please your mother.

She had that effect on people.

Everybody.
Everybody wanted to please her.

I want to tell you
something else.

Okay.

I had an affair.

Yeah, I figured.

And I have another son, William.

Another son?

That's right.

Who?

Cole.

So that's why
you came down here,

-is to be with Cole?
-No, not only.

So this whole thing,
this reunion, this was--

-it's all about him?
-No.

Well, good for you.
You got a son you actually like.

A fishing buddy.

Are you two having fun
not telling me?

That's not how it is.

No, William.

Oh, come on.

William!

Mind if I cut in?

-Hey, William.
-Hey.

I'd just like to have a word
with my little brother.

-Half-brother actually.
-You and--

Uh, why don't we go get a drink?

You and my dad
have a good laugh about this?

No. Nothing funny
about it, Will.

It just is.

And you didn't have the balls
to tell me?

- Okay. Come on. Let's go.
- Hey, that was up to him.

-Yeah. Ow.
-Hey, easy there, Will.

Settle down, man.

That part was up to him.

I'd have been happy to set you
straight a long time ago.

Okay. So set me straight.

Yeah?

You're not worth it, rich boy.

You treat the old man like shit.

Got anything else to say,
you bastard?

You got it.

This is what you want, huh?

What the...

What the hell
is wrong with you, huh?

He started this.

He what?

What are you, 10 years old?

-Now, shake hands.
-You're lucky, boy.

I said shake hands.

Well, this is my bar

and children
don't belong in my bar.

So the both of you, get out.

Gladly.

Oh, she's gone.

Where are you going?

Are you okay?

-No, William, I'm not.
-Hey.

-I'm leaving.
-Listen to me.

That had nothing to do with you.

That was between Cole and me.

You're so caught up
in your own story,

you can't see your father
is trying to help you.

Help me? How?

Go back to New York.

Where are you going?

I'm going on
with my life, William.

I'm gonna see if I can still
make my flight tonight,

which I called
and pushed back today.

For the life of me,
I can't remember why.

Are you serious?

Good luck.

Julia.

Leo?

Leo?

I got you. I got you.

It's okay now.

Sit down. Sit down.

I got you. Got you.

Okay. Ready?

Okay.

Hold on now, okay?

Okay, Pop.

Let's get you showered.

Okay.

Okay.

No, I'm fine.

Maybe we should stay.

No. We're doing this.

It is a beautiful day
to be out there.

We're winning this thing.

Oh. Easy does it.

That's it.

That's it.

Come on. Come on. Come on.

I got you. Got you.

Well, I'll be goddamned, Leo.
You got a Permit.

Got you. Got you. Got you.

That's it.

Got it. Got it. Got it.

- Got you. Got you.
- Dig in a little bit.

Don't let him
get over the edge on you.

That's it.

Stop playing with it. Leo?

Whoa.

I got you.

-Okay.
-Take a deep breath.

Deep breaths. Okay.

Hey.

It's okay. It's okay.

It's okay. You all right?

My boys.

My boys.

It's okay.

We're here.

We're here.

No, no, no.

Did he die?

We rushed him to the hospital
but he died there.

Are you gonna tell my mom
what I said?

I made you a promise, Kyle.

I don't make many
but I keep the ones I do.

I won't say anything
unless you tell me to.

Are you sure?

Son, you told me
because you trusted me.

I'm bound in privilege
by that confidence.

That's my honor.

What about Cole?

Whatever happened to him?

Eternal rest
grant unto him, O Lord.

May his soul and the souls
of all the faithful departed,

at the mercy of God,
rest in peace.

Blessed is our Lord.

Listen, brother.
I'm so sorry for your loss.

-Thank you, man. Yeah.
-Don't mention it.

I'm sorry.

And there he is,
just like he wanted.

His ashes in a rum bottle.

Cole.

- Are you listening?
- Yeah.

I, Leonard McKay,

being of sound mind and body,
et cetera, et cetera,

I leave my bank account
and my shares

in McKay Industries
to my son Cole.

I leave my house in Ambergris
to my son William.

I leave my old boat, North Star,
to both my sons.

It is my last earthly wish
that my cremated ashes

be scattered in Glover's Atoll
by my two sons.

-No, no, no.
-Where is that?

There is no way I'm taking
this cream puff to Glover--

His ashes belong
in the family plot. I'm leaving.

You're not going anywhere
with those.

You better let go of my arm.
He's my father.

You don't even have
his last name.

I spent the last 10 years
with the man,

so believe me when I tell you,

you're not going anywhere
with his ashes.

Okay. Shut up, Cole.

Shut up, the both of you.

So the man had secret.
We've all got secrets.

Does that mean
you don't honor his last wishes?

You two need
to bury the hatchet,

at least for one day,

and do right by your dad.

Now, you go think about that.

Think about what kind of men
you really are.

His ashes will be here
in the morning.

Eduardo.

Come here, boy.

Hey.

I'm sorry, dude.

I'm sorry.

I'm glad to see you two
have come to your senses.

Grab the stern line.

-Be careful out there.
-Always.

How much farther to the Atoll?

We're halfway there.

He knew he was dying, didn't he?

That's why he called.

Yeah, but that's not why
he called.

It was the valet.

What?

He used to keep tabs on you

through the valet or valet,

whatever you guys call him.

- Oh, through Bernard?
- Yup.

Yeah, he called
the night you had a meltdown

in some fancy hotel.

Leo said he wanted
to bring you down here,

take my place at the tournament.

And you went along with that,

gave up your place?

Yeah.

It's important to him.

Important. Right.

You didn't really know him,
did you?

Listen, I knew him.

He could be charming.

He could act like he cared.

But at the end of the day,
all he cared about was himself.

Must have been rough

growing up in a life of luxury
crying about your daddy.

You know he didn't even have
the decency

to visit my mother
when she was dying.

I grew up not knowing
who my father was.

Busted my ass however I could

just to help my mother
make ends meet.

She died when I was 16.

No one to mourn her but me.

So fuck you
and fuck your mother.

Yeah, this is--this is stupid.

Turn the boat around.
I wanna go back.

-We'll scatter his ashes here.
-Nope.

Leo wanted his ashes
spread at Glover's

and that's exactly
what we're gonna do.

What are you doing, huh?

Hey. What the fuck
are you doing, huh?

Don't you even think about it.
Hey. Get over here.

Get over here.

Give me that.

What the fuck
you think you're doing, huh?

Give me that. No. No!

Cole!

Cole.

Cole.

Hey, hey, hey, hey.
Can you hear me?

Hey. Can you move?

I don't know.

I think I broke
my collarbone.

-We need life jackets, Cole.
-Yeah.

They're in the--in the closet
next to the bedroom.

William!

- It's stuck! It won't open!
- William!

William! Throw me some rope.

William!

I can't reach the boat.

Help.

Cole.

Cole!

What are the chances
of anyone finding us here?

Not great.

God knows how far we've drifted.

Your mother died
on Christmas Eve.

How do you know that?

Leo was devastated.

He wasn't fishing.

He was in Panama saving my ass.

I was in prison,

looking at life for trafficking.

It took every last dollar he had
but he brought me out of jail.

He stayed with me,

kept me
on the straight and narrow.

I remember him
always trying to talk to you.

You shut him out.

And he went out there
and you wouldn't see him.

Broke his goddamn heart.

Thank you...

for what you did back there.

You're the only family I've got.

Likewise.

I guess we're not gonna get dad
to Glover's after all, huh?

No, I guess not.

-I need help with the cork.
-Oh.

I need to ask you something.

Shoot.

Did you sleep with Julia?

That's really
what you wanna ask me now?

-Did you?
-No. No. We were just friends.

I tried.

Wow.

She really got to you, huh?

I messed up.

I did everything wrong...

...with her,

with dad,

even my fiancee.

I wasted so much time.

-I--
-Stop. Please.

Don't start confessing all sorts
of things right now to me, okay?

You're gonna make me puke.

But, more importantly,

I hear a helicopter.

Thank God for Estel.

Did you get back
in time to win the vote?

Well, first,
I flew to Placencia.

To hook up with that girl?

Something like that.

I don't really like fishing,
but...

...I'd be happy to come with you
on the boat if you like.

Well, that'd be great.

I think my father's
gonna leave us

and start a new family
like yours did.

You'll always be
your father's son

and he will always love you.

He's selfish.

He lied.

Yes, he did.

But we don't really know
the whole story, do we?

At least, not yet.

Things will never be
the same, will they?

Probably not.

I need you to tell her.

I can't do it.

If you want me to, I will.

But you're gonna be here
six more days,

so not tonight, okay?

Tonight,

we get to relax, have some fun,

and you get to be a kid. Deal?

-Deal.
-All right. Go on.

I'll catch up with you
in a minute.

So how much
of your bullshit story is true?

Enough of it.

Thank you, Grandpa.

Of course,
that's not the whole story.

It never is.

I got the votes
but never returned

to my company.

I moved to Placencia
for some years

and did a lot of fishing there.

Cole joined me sometimes.

A decade later,
while spotting tarpon

from the air
over the Gulf of Mexico,

Cole was killed
when his small plane

flew into the ocean.

He remains a legend to me.

A ghost brother to fish with.

Best man in my wedding.

The girl is grandma.

You are something else.

That's my dad, Leo.
My brother, Cole.

And I'm not sure
who's that handsome-looking guy.