All language subtitles for Barons.S01E06.1080p.WEB-DL.AAC2.0.H.264

Thought we were
going to Ghosties.

That place isn't even real.

I've surfed it!
Oh, you have not!

How's it goin', Mr
Colston? Tania. Ladies.

You can do anything you want.

I know. That's why
I'm leaving school.

Surprise. Hi.

Hey. Um... I'm Tash.

Look, this is really
confusing for me.

For YOU?

Did you fuck that woman in Bali?

No.

You owe me a US licence
fee. $10,000 US.

We're on it, mate, trust me.

Do you know what the street
value of that little packet is?

Not smack, mate. This
is way too heavy.

I am gonna start
making board shorts,

and Bare Feet's are gonna
shit all over yours.

We're expanding the
business. Into what?

Wetsuits.

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BY CARSON PLAYS)

I'm out. We're done.

How was it? You
need a towel, hon'?

The numbers keep spinning
around in my head.

I've tried it every way.

It just cannot work.

We tried.

We failed.

That's OK. I think
he needs a towel.

There's Gina's up-front

before we can even start to
fill the order for Carroways,

and that is after we find the
cash to pay Trotter's licence fee.

Buddy, do you know how much money we
have in our bank account right now?

I'm gonna go get him a towel.

I've got a plan.

Me. S Kwong. Bali.

Did you hear what I just said?

Yeah. Yeah. We need to
sell more shorts, right?

OK, then we need a
new, shit-hot campaign.

I've been talking to Mac.

You remember how I did
that deal with Snap?

Dude, do you wanna go to jail?

Mac's been running
a bit hot lately.

Thinks he's being watched. Probably
shouldn't inhale 'shrooms every day.

But, anyway, he's got
this big deal going down.

He needs a cover story.

And he'll pay cash.

We can cover Trotter's licence fee
and Gina's up-front. Most of it.

Jesus, Bud. Come on!

This at least gets
us out of the hole.

And what about Shirley?
What about Shirley?

She's just gonna shoot the campaign.
She knows nothing. She's safe.

Do you have to carry anything?

No.

Here, hon'.

I got you a Valium too.

OK, did you get one for ME?

This guy needs it more.

Dude.

Are we doing this?

You.

Shirley.

Bali.

Yes!

Can I come? BOTH: No.

So, where else do
you suggest I try?

No, don't put me on...

How can there be no rubber
in the whole country?

It's out there somewhere.
Yeah, your dad has it.

He's not going to give YOU
the Bare Feet contract.

I'm the one who
set it up. Exactly.

Yeah, I'll take all the
raw stock that you've got.

Yeah, everything.

And, uh... if anything else comes
in, you'll call me first, yeah?

We don't even have the right
machines to make wetsuits.

Every single one of Snapper's
wetsuits is based on MY designs.

Mm.

Me, me, my, my.

Us. I'm doing this for us.

I don't even surf.

You like that house,
though, don't ya?

I never wanted the house.

Well, thank you very much,
mate. I'll owe you big-time.

Yeah, Snap!

Try making wetsuits
without rubber!

I think I might start
that meditating,

experience some of this incredible
peace you've got going on, Snap.

Piss off, Reg. Hey,
there's my mantra.

I know these guys. They'll give
us a good deal on a machine.

Mm. Pull the trigger.

Don't do it, Jules.

Do it, Jules. Put
down the phone.

Don't look at him.

We need another
machine. Call them.

What we need is a regular house

that won't make us look
like a couple of try-hards.

Right, Jules?

I actually quite like that
house. Thank you, Jules.

It's a shame you don't have
any money to fix it up.

It's coming. I paid the deposit.

As soon as the rest comes
from the US, we're moving in.

What about the roof?

What about all the
leaks? They'll be fine.

You just hate this place, and
then as soon as I buy you a house,

you change your tune
to complain about that.

YOU buy ME a house?
That is OUR money.

Exactly. Let's
start enjoying it.

I mean, don't you want your
brother to have his own room...

Don't drag me into this.

Don't help him, Jules.
This whole thing is stupid.

And, Dimma, don't
you sleep in all day.

Love you.

You still want me to call?
Ask them if they've got two.

We're expanding!

Snap.

Hey, Reggie.

G'day, Dim. Choc.

How's your board, Dim?

Unreal.

Right.

Hey, Trot! How's the
wetsuit business?

Yeah, good, Choc.

Tell your boss
thanks for asking.

Tell him yourself.

Ask him about his rubber.
How much rubber you got?

I'll be right.

Reckon it'll be hard
to buy from people

who've been loyal
to Bare Feet, but.

Oh, you bastard.

You locked me out.

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

Come on, Choccie!

You started it.

You right, Snap? Mm! You?

Yeah, I'm getting through it.

Hey, I was just thinking
about young Dimma's board.

Yeah, I'm working
on a single concave

to make it run a little faster.

Sounds cool.

Yeah, might get a little
confusing, though,

people thinking you're saving all
those good ideas for your own boards.

What are you saying, Snap?

Look at you! What do you
think, I'm trying to fleece ya?

Mate, I'm offering you a cut.

I wanna make you a partner.

50%.

Of every board?

Well, every board that
goes out the door, sure.

I'll carry the costs,

and you can take your cut.

Build yourself an empire,

like everybody else.

My name on the board?

No.

While you're in my shop,
they're Bare Feet boards.

Let me think about it.

Of course.

So you're really
moving here? TASH: Yeah.

Once you see it
you'll want to too.

And you're gonna love Vic.

What about my shop?

Well... ownership
is patriarchal.

Oh.

This community is about
living outside of all of that.

Sharing, bartering,
working collectively.

I'm not asking you to
give up on your dream,

just meet them.

Little bit asking me
to give up on my dream.

Hello.

Hi. Ah, Tash!

This is Vic.

You must be Dani.

Yeah. Hi. Welcome.

Oh. Thank you.

Ooh, what are those
muscles?

She's a surfer.

Ah! Yeah, a pretty good one.

Oh!

So

You don't think all that
mastering of the oceans

is part of the
patri-centric paradigm?

You know, the need to conquer
Mother Nature and tame her?

Trust me, I don't tame anything.

Maybe I'm not
that good of a surfer.

Come on through.
I'll show you around.

This is Dani.

Hi! Hello.

Welcome. Oh, welcome.

Hey.

Isn't it amazing? Yeah.

Power of the collective.

Oh, so you guys built
all this yourself?

Blood, sweat and a few too many
tears, to be honest with you,

but if you tell anybody I said
that, I'll have to kill you.

You know, I could borrow
my dad's power saw

and we could get a proper
house up here in no time...

Uh... No meat, no
men, no machines.

The power tool's male?

We want to stay in tune with
Mother Nature, not vanquish her.

Also, to get electricity out here,
we'd have to get men onto the land,

and we're sheltering quite a
few bruised and battered women

who are trying to heal.

It's more a basic
necessity than a rule.

Yeah, I cannot wait for
you to see this bit.

Holy shit!

Yeah. What?

We've been looking for
this break for years.

Oh, wait till I tell Reg
that we found Ghosties!

No, you can't surf it, Dani.

Oh, watch me.

No, she means you're not allowed.
We leave the Mother in peace.

I just thought you'd
like to see it.

You realise this is killing me?

Change always comes
with sacrifice.

Dolphins surf too, you know?

That's good, Karen.
Confident lines.

Thanks, Miss.

Have you talked to Tania lately?

Yeah. A bit.

Slut.

What'd you say, Choc?

Everyone knows
she's up the duff.

Shut your hole! Mr Colston know?

Hey! OK! That's enough. Ooh!

But she's right - why
is Tania the slut?

'Cause she'll go with
anyone. Oh, and you wouldn't?

OK, settle down.

Is it true?

Is Tania pregnant?

Yeah. I reckon.

Hey, Mrs Dwyer.

Are you ever going
to call me Tracy?

Nah, probably not.

Restaurant's not open yet.

I know.

You know, I worked summer
holidays here for years.

And look at you now.

You can talk to me, you know.

I can help you.

I'm OK.

I know you're pregnant.

They're all talking at school,
aren't they? Having a big laugh?

"Stupid slut"? Is that
what they're saying?

I don't care about them.

I'm just worried about you, OK?

Is the dad supporting you?

You just wanna know who it is.

It's important, isn't it?

I'm gonna apply for
the Single Mother's.

This is MY baby.
That's all that counts.

Trot?! Dim?

Oh, you're kidding me.

No. I'm not doing it.

Look, just hear me out.

The rubber has gone to Bare Feet for
years, and I'm honouring my contract.

The bigger Light wave gets,
the better it is for Jules.

You think I want to encourage
her to keep work for you?

Growing all that hair,
the... the hippy clothes.

That terrible patchouli smell?

Zem, Snapper has cut me out.

You're my last supplier.
That is bad news for you.

I'm not leaving town
till I get my rubber.

Mac?!

Mac?!

Whoo!

Buddy! Hey!

Buddy! Mac!

What took you so long?

Oh, I came back as
soon as I could.

Oh, look at you. Flash as ever.

Well, if you're gonna do it,
you've gotta do it in style, huh?

Yes. Where's the newbie?

Oh, he's back home. He's
taking care of business.

I thought that's
what YOU were doing.

Shirley, this is Mac.

Mac... the legendary S Kwong.

S Kwong in the flesh.

How're you enjoying Bali?

Ready to see this break.

Yeah, well, she's
pretty magical.

But if you tell
anyone where she is.

I swear to God I'll kill you.

Oh, I'm just
kidding. I'm kidding.

But... please

don't tell anyone where she is.

I'll just shoot the pictures.

Good.

Well, let's get this
trip started right.

Huh?

Oh, my God. No! No!

I remember these.

OK.

You in?

Alright.

Oh, fly, oh, fly, my soul bird,

for you have escaped the cage

and now your wings
are spread in the air.

It's Rumi.

I'm telling you, this guy was
alive, like, 700 years ago,

but if he were around now,

he would have dropped out,

moved to Bali,

and surfed.

Right on.

Hunter!

Visitor.

I like your pearls.

Are they real?

Puts a real downer on my parents'
graduation present if they're not.

I'll let you guys
have some privacy.

Hey. Hi.

That's, uh... Kelly.
She's not... She's...

It's not my business.

Do you wanna come in?
No, I just stopped by.

Uh... My uncle called. Says
you've been avoiding him.

No, not at all.

Bernie.

Fine, yeah.

I, uh... I'm definitely
avoiding him.

We have a cash flow problem,
but, uh... I'm onto it.

And you're avoiding me.

Well, yeah, that's just 'cause I
didn't want to get you involved.

I'm not talking about
your business, Bernie.

Don't leave my uncle
hanging for too long.

And call me.

You like her.

Cee Cee?

She's useful.

You still like her.

We should help. Yeah!

I mean, 'birds',
'chicks', 'womyn' with a Y

I mean, does it even matter?
Aren't we all the same?

Well, words matter.

You think there's an equivalent
of 'bitch' for a man? Or 'hag'?

It's the body we were born with.

It's just men make us
feel ashamed of it, Dani.

The words thing

I just feel like

it's all a waste of energy

when we could be fighting
for more important things,

like doing the
same thing men can.

So, how many of your
friends are men, Dani?

What difference does that make?

You spend an awful lot of
time denying who you are

just to fit into their world.

Actually, I think my friends
accept me for who I am.

Really?

And when did you tell
them you're a lesbian?

See, before this,
I was a lawyer.

So, believe me when I tell you

that I know what it's like
to hide in plain sight.

The patriarchy demand it.

My friends are just a bunch of
hippies with a small business.

How much of that
business comes your way?

It's starting to.

You were about to marry
Snapper for a bank loan.

We need to change the world

so we're equal with
everything from the start.

And you do that by killing
yourself with hand tools?

Well, we're building
a new world.

It's going to take you
a while at this rate.

Hm.

Ah, Mrs Dwyer. Always a delight.

Had a little chat with
Tania Sanderson yesterday.

Ah. That girl was
always trouble.

Speaking of which,

you know she's pregnant, right?

Doesn't surprise me.

You don't care, do you?

10 years from now,

that girl's gonna be sitting on
her fat arse in public housing

with six brats to
six different blokes,

and me caring won't make
a scrap of difference.

So long as none of these
kill another one of these

while I'm on duty...

Right, Choc, pull the curtains
and close the windows.

Annie, lock that door.

Everyone, huddle up. Come on.

There's been a lot of talk
and name-calling and rumours,

and I'm sick of it.

You kids are about to go into the
world and none of you know anything.

Karen knows a bit,
Miss.

This is what I'm talking about.

Boys wanting girls to
do everything for them,

and then turning around
and calling them sluts.

It's not OK.

And we're changing it right now.

You can ask me any questions
about sex and I'll answer it.

I mean it.

Condoms, blowjobs, orgasms,
periods.

Come on, don't be shy.
Oh, go on!

We all fuck, right? Or you will.

And if you're fucking, I don't
want any of this name-calling

or worse

one of you gets pregnant
and has to leave school.

So, ask me anything.

Please.

You go, you go.

Are blowjobs the
same thing as sex?

No, good question.

Yes. I think they are.

They can be part of it or
just a thing on their own.

Good news, boys. Yeah!

And more good news, girls

if a boy asks you to
give him a blow job,

say yes.

Yeah!

After he gives you one first.

Oh, what?!

Mm-hm.

Questions?

I was on a charter flight
making my way down to Surabaya

when I looked down

normally it's clouded over
but this day it was clear

there she was

perfect reef break,
middle of fuckin' nowhere.

You two are the first
Westerners to see it.

Apart from you.

Make sure you only photograph
the wave. No land, no markers.

Well, that's the point of
the whole campaign, dude.

'Light wave US. Can
you keep a secret?'

If a wave forms and no-one surfs
it, was it ever even there?

Exactly.

Nirvana.

We carry inside of us

the wonders we
seek outside of us.

OK.

Holy shit!

Holy shit!

Whoo-hoo!

Oh, my God!

What'd I tell you, Bud?
Un-fuckin'-believable, right?

You're an evil genius, man!

It's a gift from the universe.

The universe gave us this gift.

Thank you, universe!

You're
very quiet, S Kwong.

I'm... reassessing.

Yeah, see, you're
an artist, S Kwong.

You're gonna take all this

and you're gonna create
the kind of dream

that's gonna keep
men up at night

wondering why they wasted their
whole lives chasing an illusion.

Fuck, yeah!

We have perfect
equilibrium here.

In harmony with everything.

The tides.

The sun. The moon.

Even the sharks.

We have it all.

Come on, smile, Mama.

Look where you are.

And this is where
I do all the board-shaping,

down at this shed.
Ah-huh!

Yep. They make all
the wetsuits in there.

George? That's where
they do the wetsuits.

And, so, I've been trying
out some new ideas.

Twin fin.

You know, keel fin.

Oh. Uh... Harder rails.

You know, boards
are getting shorter,

but there's less drag 'cause
of this new fin set-up.

These boards are
really gonna fly.

What's the smell?

Fibreglass.

You get used to it. Mm.

Bit like your old bedroom, Reg.

Where do you sleep, love?

I'm alright. I go
up to the shed.

Oh.

You're warm enough?
Sylvie, he's a grown man,

he can look after his own
sleeping arrangements.

Of course.

Anyways... this is it.

Have you got an invoice pad?

Not yet.

Well, it's not much point
setting up a business

if you don't have your
paperwork in place.

Your mum does a very
good job of mine.

We've got an invoice
pad we could give him?

Yeah, course we do.

Maybe that old filing cabinet,
the one in the shed there.

The deputy and I have
had a long discussion.

The school has very
strict policies

with regards to talking
about private matters.

I respect that.

If a teacher is found
having a conversation

outside of those parameters,

the consequences are serious.

As they should be... MR
Oh, come on, Tracy.

The whole school's been talking
about how you told your students

how to give someone a blow job.

Only the ones who didn't come to you
for personal demonstration first.

Mrs Dwyer. See what I mean?

So, you admit that you spoke to your
students about sexual relationships?

I gave them the facts
about fucking, so, yes.

Well, I never. Wow.

You do realise I'm going to have
to report this to the Department,

and you will be suspended until
we can have a full investigation?

No need for that.

I quit.

Uh... Mrs Dwyer, we're
not finished here.

You're wrong there.

Yeah! Whoo!

Argh!

Whoo!

Whoo! Buddy!

Go, Mac!

Yeah!

Whoo!

Snapper, my friend.

We feast today in your name.

The delivery
arrives later today.

Relax, mate.

This is the easy part.

You want to
send me to an early grave?

I told you there's
no more rubber.

OK, but I wanna be in
the wetsuit business,

and I need a guaranteed supply.

Well, you don't always
get what you want.

I thought you'd
know that by now.

My whole business is based on advice
you gave me when I worked here.

Exactly. You stay loyal
to your customers.

That's the most important thing.

And I'm the one who
set up Snapper's deal,

so I know that his profit
margins have increased

to more than 10 times what he's
paying you for that rubber.

I'll double the wholesale price.

And I'll guarantee you a number
that's indexed on the sale price

of every wetsuit
Light wave makes.

OK, three times wholesale.

Where are you getting
this money from?

I told you. We licensed
the brand in the US.

So now you have more
money than sense.

Probably. But it's MY money.

And what about my daughter?

The bigger we get, the
better it is for Jules.

Then she's never
going to come home.

Her mother cries every day.

Look, I have as much control
over what she does as you do.

Less.

Come on, take the cash.

Take it.

OK.

You want to be so stupid,
I'm not going to say no.

Good.

You know, it's like seeing a rare
bird out of its natural habitat.

Hey, I grew up in this city.

In fact, this is the
first job I ever had.

Yeah. Jules told
me to come here.

Are you here for the shop?

Yeah, it's... it's Dani's shop,

but I'm excited to have someplace
for my clothes, finally.

Hey, is Sharpie with you?

Ah, he's not
interested in fabrics.

And Tracy, is she with you?

No, no, she had to work.

Well, better get going.

Hey, do you wanna get
dinner with me tonight?

OK.

Yeah, why not?

Hello? Finally.

Trotter?

It's the middle of the
night, man. What's up?

Yeah, I'm sorry, mate, but I
really need that dough, Newbie.

When do you think I can
get it? We're on it.

I already told
you that, Trotter.

You were on it months ago.
Yeah, yeah, I know, I know.

Look, we'll get it to
you, I promise, OK?

It's not a problem. I'll
wire it to you directly.

Look, you were the one
who wanted this deal.

Pay up or I will take
everything back from you.

China white.

You ready for some
product control?

How do you stand it?

You're smart.

Thank you.

No, honestly, I cannot...

I can't even be around my
parents for more than a meal,

and I'm already
crawling up the walls.

I'm not always having fun.

I just figure that someone's
gone to the trouble of feeding me

I might as well be polite.

What? What's wrong with that?

What does politeness
even count for anymore?

I mean, really, look at,
uh... look at Wounded Knee.

Now, Nixon is definitely
lying about Watergate.

And don't even get me
started on John Denver.

God, if that guy's not a sign
that society's about to crumble,

I don't know what is.

I have his record.
Of course you do.

I will smash it as
soon as I get home.

Oh, you'd do that for me?

God, I'm doing this
date, aren't I?

I'm broke... Cee Cee.

Your uncle is
waiting on his order,

and I can't even
begin to tell you

the kind of financial high
wire act I'm in the middle of

to keep everything afloat.

And yet here you are

building something
out of nothing.

Yeah, certainly feels
like that most days.

I'll talk to my uncle.

He can wait.

Really?

Thank you.

I am bored

at those Newport dinner
parties, by the way.

Most of the time I want
to get up on the table,

rip my dress off and scream.

I'd pay to see that.

It's a shame you're broke.

But I do have a sparkling burgundy
out the back. Would that do?

As long as it's alcoholic and
it pops, I'm a happy lady.

Righto then.

What are we celebrating?

Usual, Snaps? Please.

I just quit my job.

Choc said there'd been trouble.

If it's any consolation,
he liked the class.

He said you used the F word.

Anything to get Choc
to learn something.

Something. Ah-huh.

Bloody hell, Trace.

Hm?

I just got so sick of it.

Bunch of bloody
hypocrites, you know?

No-one's teaching those
kids anything useful.

Like how to give
a good blow job.

I was talking about
mutual pleasure.

OK.

Something got twisted
in translation there.

Well, you WERE talking to Choc.

True.

You know.

I never really wanted
to become a teacher.

I applied and got into
Art School that summer.

Dad made me a deal - if I
went to Teachers' College,

he'd let me come back
here for the holidays.

I gave up my spot at Art
School to be with you.

I didn't know that.

It's what girls did back then.

It's what girls do now.

We put our dreams on hold
so the men can live theirs.

Is that what you
think I'm doing?

Living my dream? Admit it, Snap.

You love it.

The business, the surf comp,

people looking at you

and knowing you're the
guy who started Bare Feet.

The competition
with Light wave...

I never asked for that.

Ah, true.

Trotter forced you
to compete, did he?

And what's he doing to you?

Giving me the shits,

I'll tell you that much.

Here, you go, love.
Took your time.

Cheeky.

Give us three. Thanks.

Say, you don't want to, um

wanna join me for a coldie?

Snap. Mm?

Would you have bought Dumbo?

Well, I worked for him for
three years. He had to do me a deal.

Did this Trotter wear a tie?

Mm, every day. Oof.

And slacks.

Never again, though.

You're still a salesman, though.
But now you sell a dream.

And a bloody good
product, don't forget.

True.

You know, my old man was
a travelling salesman.

Yeah, he went
door-to-door. The hard way.

Selling everything from

fabric, buttons

to everyone from suburban
mums to farmers' wives.

No-one ever expected anything
more from me than that.

But

first time I stood
up on a board,

I felt so free, I
could... taste it.

It was like I saw a way for
my life to be different.

And now? And now I'm my own man.

With staff and bills
and obligations.

Yeah, but I live by the beach,
I don't work for anyone else.

And, yet, here you are,
running around the city,

buying up all of
Snapper's rubber.

It's not his.

Does it ever feel to you like that
beach in Bali was a lifetime ago?

I remember that night you told
me you were a small-town girl,

which I still don't believe.

You speak three language,
for Christ's sake.

I grew up on the
border. It's normal.

For you. My home town was small.

I think I was on that
beach in Bali 'cause

I wanted to be as far away
from it as I could get.

You're an adventurer.

So are you.

Do you remember what you
said to me that night?

I was high.

And?

And I wanted a summer
that never ends.

Never ends.

And you were gonna visit
every beach in all of them.

I still want that.

And Tracy - you didn't
tell me about her.

You didn't ask.

Sometimes I wish I had.

Are you happy, Trotter?

What about you and Sharpie?
Are you happy with your choice?

I hope so.

You ever wonder if it could
have worked between us?

You want a wife.

I'm not that.

You know, sometimes I

wonder

what it would have been like

to not.

When I'm away,

I sometimes imagine
that I'm in a bubble.

Like us here tonight.

No-one knows who we are.

No-one's asking questions.

Like this table.

Tomorrow a new cloth.

Tonight's dinner gone.

Everything just
like it was before.

We could do anything tonight.

And tomorrow

it would be as if
it never happened.

('FOUND GOD IN A TOMATO' BY
PSYCHEDELIC PORN CRUMPETS

I'll get you a towel.

It's only us.

Only tonight.

Hey. Hey, hey, hey.

Hey, you can't be here. I'm
not alone. I've got friends.

Mac! Buddy!

Get... Get off! Get off!

Argh!

No, get off me!

Buddy!

Get off her.

No!

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God. Oh, my
God. Oh, my God!

Shirl... are you OK?

He got away.

What did you do?!

I saved you.

You're a fucking animal!

They were attacking YOU.

This isn't happening. Oh, my God.
I can't believe this is happening.

What are we gonna do?

Mac?

He was never here.

Neither were we.

Pack your shit up. We're
getting out of here.

Buddy?

Shirley, we

need to pack.

Does he mean nothing to you?

You can't just wish this away!

Hey, that guy's gone
to get 10 other guys

who are way more
dangerous than he is.

If they find us, we're screwed.

What, so should we just run
away? Fuck, yeah, we run away.

You didn't think they
came all the way out here

just to find you, did you?

What were they looking for?

Buddy?

Buddy?

What were they looking for?

You're fucking kidding me!
We need the money, Shirl!

Hey, girlie, we don't
have time for this.

It was self-defence.
We're getting out of here.

I wasn't talking to you.

Buddy?

Look at me. It was self-defence!

It was self-defence, Shirl.

You are never coming
back from this!

You can't leave him here.

You.

Reg.

Reg.

Reg. Fuck!

What do you want, Dani?

Look, I know things
aren't right between us.

But I've found Ghosties.

Bullshit.

I swear.

We can go back to not talking
tomorrow. Just get your board.

Hey, what's going on?

Shit, Snap, don't you sleep?

She reckons she found Ghosties.

Bullshit.

Jesus, the patriarchy
really is real.

Fine. You losers coming or what?

Here we are! Alright.

Yep.

Come on, mountain goats!

Hi, guys!

What the hell are you doing?

They're in the
water, not the land.

How did they get
to the water, Dani?

It's Snap and Reg,
they're not a threat.

That's not your decision.

You betrayed our trust, Dani.

I'm sorry, I didn't
mean to hurt anyone.

I mean...

I mean, it's a hell of a break.

So, you just think you
can flout the rules here?

Well, why don't we
put it to a vote?

You know, I could teach
all of you to surf.

You are so brainwashed you can't even
see how out of line you're being.

I don't think we can
have you here, Dani.

Is that what you think, Tash?

I'm sorry, Dani.

You did the wrong thing.

So that's it?

I just don't think we're in
the same place right now.

Yeah. I'm sorry to hear that.

And you know the power tool? It's
not male, it's just bloody useful.

Come on, boys.

Sorry, ladies.

Fuck off.

Let's just leave, Bud.

Can't, Shirl.

Nothing is worth this.

I need this for Light wave.

OK? If I don't contribute as much
as Hunter, we'll never be equals.

You're Buddy Fraser. You're
a legend. What is he?

No, I made Hunter a promise.
I'm gonna keep my promise.

So tell him.

He'll unders...

He will never find out
what happened here!

Are you threatening me?

Well, you were there.

And we can all tell a story.

Hey, come back
anytime. Seriously.

Did you talk to her?

She won't talk.

Good.

You ready?

Let's do it.

Are you OK?

Like it never happened.

Goodbye, Trotter.

Hey, Margaux.

Hi.

Nice trip to Sydney?

What do you need me to do to make
this up to you? I'll do anything.

I'll... I'll do everything.

I don't think you can.

It's too late, Trot.

Who even is that guy?

Look, I'm doing an interview
for West Coast Business News.

Why?

If we're gonna grow, we need to
look like a serious business, Bud.

Don't you think it's time surfers
actually started making some money?

You never used to care
about the money, Snap!

You ever gonna
offer me a drink?

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