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Shh!

- Don't scream.
- Chloe!

Can you get out of here?

Turn around
and face the wall.

Oh, this feels like
an episode of Oz.

I'm about to expose
myself to you.

- What?
- Through my poetry.

Oh!

Six...
rounds in the chamber.

Five...

fingers on each hand.

Four...

chambers of the heart.

Three...

members of the family.

Two...

parents to forget.

One...

child in the basement.

- Wow, that's...
- I'm not done!

Zero...

Out of time.

Now I'm done.
What do you think?

Well, that was upsetting.

We're different
than the others, Kip.

We connect to the darkness.

I wouldn't necessarily lump us
into the same category.

It's true,
and we both wear masks.

Now I have to go put mine back
on to be with the other girls.

Okay, well,
if you're gonna include me

in any future
poetry shower slams,

can you at least give me
a heads-up?

You almost gave me
a heart attack.

Oh, my God.

- Do you have a weak heart?
- No.

I do not have a weak heart.

Okay.

I got to go.

- Thank you.
- You're welcome.

- Huh?
- Awesome.

Now we have a spa.
Check it out.

Morning, Cole.

Hot tub.

- It was time.
- Yeah.

Whenever I sit down here
with a beer,

I think, "why am I not
in a hot tub?"

Well, those days are over,
my friend.

It's super dirty.

Yeah, there are
some weird stains.

Looks like blood.
I'm out.

I'm okay.

Cole!

Hey, listen, you...
Oh, jeez.

It's not even 7:00 A.M., guys.

Have either of you
even brushed your teeth yet?

Hey... can we keep
the "jacuzz" classified

until I get it cleaned up
and cooking?

Yeah?

- You looking for me?
- Oh, thanks, Cole.

There we go.

You know, attendance is down
from my super-scientific

business-y projections
by, like, 11 people.

Could be that mormon family
that just left.

Yeah, and they had
another week.

We have to attract
more clients.

We could get Robbie
to wear a sandwich board,

send him to a gay bar.

I'm worried.
My dad never lost clients.

Guess who is dj-ing
the big mixer tomorrow night.

- Is it you?
- Nope. Me.

My dad's super-hot Russian
girlfriend got me a dj kit,

which might also be super hot,
and by that, I mean stolen.

And I'm not being racist.

I just think all Russians
have sticky fingers.

Yeah, I don't think you know
what the word "racist" means.

After I blow everyone away
at the mixer tomorrow night,

I'm gonna be
in that giant sex bowl

with four honeys
and a chicken wing.

I'm making us both a promise.

Well, please don't
let us down.

Dude, be cool.
She's not the only girl at camp.

Okay, where is it?

- Where is what?
- My swimsuit.

I'm not an idiot.
I know you guys took it.

Why don't you just wear
a different one?

Oh, my God.
Is that your only one?

That sucks.

You know what?
I got to get to work.

Yeah, Mack's not paying us
to sit around

at the beach all day anyway...

Well, not you, at least.

We're taking the life guarding
test tomorrow.

You guys
are gonna be lifeguards?

You know you have to save
drowning people, right?

Which means your hair
might actually get wet.

Whatever. We'll let the boys
do all the boring stuff.

We'll be busy working
on our tans.

I'm sure working
in the kitchen

will be just as much fun.

You should check
lost and found.

Used is a good look for you.

Okay, folks!

We have a big little otter
weekend planned.

Tomorrow night

we have the summer kickoff mixer
with Ridgefield.

And it is our turn to host.

Both: Yeah.

As some of you
might remember,

Ridgefield went all out
last year...

- Totally lame.
- Way over the top.

But we're Camp Little Otter.

We don't need smoke and mirrors
and a special performance

by Justin Timberlake
to have a good time.

Tomorrow night, 8:00...
See you there.

Nobody even likes cantaloupe.

I do.

In fact, it is
my favorite fruit.

It's slimy and tasteless.

There are literally
a million better fruits.

Wait.
I get it.

Ringo's your favorite Beatle,
isn't he?

You pretend to like inferior
things just to be cool.

You think I'm cool?

Maybe I could hang out
with your roommates.

I hate Chloe and Zoe.

You know, I'm pretty sure
they stole my bathing suit.

What? Why?

Because they suck,
and they know I only have one.

Oh, they're just jealous.

You know how they say
dogs can smell fear?

Mmhmm.

I think popular girls
can smell outcasts.

Yo, guys.
I got to say this.

Those crispy pancakes
were off the hook this morning.

That's because
they were waffles.

Thanks.

So what's the deal with you
and crispy pancakes?

Shut up.

No, nothing.
We're just talking.

Yeah, he seems like
a super-deep talker.

Whatever. You know,
I mean, he's cute, but...

I've had a pretty rough year
with guys, so...

I don't know.

Has anyone seen
Eleanor Switzer?

I want her to do my hair again
for the dance.

Last year she made me look
just like Blake Lively.

Mm.

She did.

Eleanor has had appendicitis,
so she's not coming this summer.

Poor thing.
Oh.

I should send her
a care package.

- Eleanor loves tangelos.
- Mm, noted.

Um, this was just delivered
from Ridgefield.

What is it?

A list of foods that are
off-limits for the dance.

- What?
- Apparently, they'll only drink

locally sourced punch.

I have no idea what that means,

but I really hope it's hi-c
mixed with 7up,

'cause that's
what they're getting.

This is ridiculous.

They're getting oreos,
milk maybe.

Let's go talk to Roger.

"Gluten-free beignets"?
Ugh. Really?

My people have needs.

If camp Little Otter

can't accommodate them,
maybe we should discuss

having the mixer at Ridgefield.

Not gonna happen, Roger.

This is our year.
That's the deal.

You're right.
You're right.

I just... I hate to disappoint
my campers.

But, of course,
you know all about that.

You run Little Otter.

You gave me a crash course
in disappointment

the first time
we slept together.

Is that why you came back
for seconds?

Boom!

You and that kid...
Same age.

Hey, you.
How's writing?

Hard and terrible.

- Still taking your morning swims?
- No, I'm done, actually.

- Done for the day or...?
- No, done done.

Wow.

So what are you gonna do
with all your free time?

Maybe I'll become a novelist.

Looks like all you do
is sit around and drink coffee.

You're not far off.

You know, Mack, if you're ever
feeling sad or bored

or any of those other negative
emotions that I don't feel...

Roger, just stop.

Sorry.

What I meant to say was,

if you're ever feeling
a little lonely, come over.

I mean it.

Oh.

Okay.
Thanks, Roger.

Eleanor?

Eleanor Switzer?

Hey. Mack, it's so good
to see you.

What are you doing here?

Oh, God, I-I didn't know
how to tell you.

Bob got this huge promotion.

He's head of marketing now.

He has to be able
to talk to his team.

Doug told them we'd be ready
to pitch on Tuesday.

Take away a man's technology,
you take away his manhood.

It's... it's primal.

I'm so sorry.
My God.

If it was up to me,
you... you know...

I understand.

People get seduced
by their shiny trinkets,

and they make mistakes.

I want you to go
to maintenance, get a hammer,

and hit Doug in the pills
for me.

You guys have come
to Little Otter

for the last five years.

You are practically family.

Just tell me, what do I have
to do to get you back?

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Bob Switzer is a tool.

I never understood
what Eleanor saw in that loser.

- Good riddance.
- No, I want them back.

- What did he just do?
- Truth grenade.

Mack, if you want to get
the Switzers back,

you need to think
about a cell tower.

- Todd.
- I'm sorry. I have a job.

I-I have to talk to the office,

and it sucks waiting
for some love-sick teenager

to get off America's last
pay phone.

I'm sorry
for the inconvenience, Todd,

but Little Otter
is about connecting

with the people who are here,
not in cyberspace.

It's their loss.

Now, can we please talk
about the mixer?

I am so ready to embarrass
my family.

Atta girl.

We need a theme.

Dante's Inferno. Luau.
Egypt. Panama Canal. Foam.

Little House on The Prairie.
Oh... prison.

Raffi loves a theme.

Shakespeare...

"A midsummer night's dream."

That would be so woodsy
and magical.

- I like that.
- Oh.

How could you possibly misplace
this thing?

It's practically glowing.

Focus.
We need to find a bathing suit.

I don't know why you want
to be a lifeguard anyway, okay?

The beach is totally overrated.

Uh, it beats pouring coffee
and making waffles.

- You should do it too.
- No way, okay?

Water, sun...
It's not really my thing.

Found one.

It's ugly, right?

It's not really...
Yeah, it's butt-ugly.

Yeah, well,
it's the only one.

I'm trying it on.

You know, lakes are filled
with all kinds of weird things...

- Microscopic bugs...
- Oh, really?

Yeah, I have a...

I have a friend whose cousin
went swimming once in a lake.

Caught this viral thing,
and now he's paralyzed.

And the same thing happened
to F.D.R.

He had polio.

Yeah, which he caught
from a lake.

Thank you.

Besides, I don't want to brag,

but I'm pretty good
at pouring coffee.

I almost always get the cup
just the right amount of full.

Are you sure?
It would be fun.

We could train together.

I mean, I guess I could try.

Hey, Sarah.
Your coach is on the phone.

He says it's important.

Lou.

Mind your own business, okay?

Why did you hang up
on your coach?

I lost to Danica Cox at
the pac-12 finals this spring.

I'm pretty sure she's a dude.

Mm.

Anyway, I called
my coach a Nazi,

got wasted,
and crashed my car.

Oh, boy.

They kicked me off the team
and revoked my scholarship.

I don't even know
why he's calling.

Well, life is full
of difficult conversations.

Let's go have one.

So kind of a miracle,
but the disciplinary board

are open to reinstating
Sarah's scholarship.

Because she had drugs
and alcohol in her system,

she'll need
to submit urine samples

all summer to prove
she can stay clean.

I smoked some pot.

The other drug was for studying.
They're both illegal.

You can't compete
pulling crap like that.

God, I messed up once.

There's that attitude.

- He acts like I'm a meth head.
- Would you just hear him out?

She's gonna need to pee
in a cup.

She can do that.
I can handle things on this end.

This is a second chance
for you, Sarah.

It's a no-brainer.

Maybe I don't want
a second chance.

Awesome.
I guess we're done, then.

Coach, could you just hang on
a sec, please?

Sarah, take a breath.

All I'm saying is,

what if I crashed my car
on purpose?

- Did you?
- No, but maybe it was

my subconscious deciding that
I don't want to swim anymore.

Well, this is really
a decision

your conscious mind
should make.

Hello?

Sorry, coach.
We're here.

48 hours, then the deal's
off the table.

Don't try to talk me into it.

I've known you
since you were 11.

I know better than that.

Ugh.
Now what?

- You got it?
- Yeah.

Open up all the windows!

Cole!
What happened?

Okay, so the hot tub

that I just hooked up
in boys town

may have overloaded
the circuit board,

which almost definitely caused
a small electrical fire.

I'm sorry. Did you just say
we had a hot tub?

Okay, Mack, before we get
into blame, you should know...

Don't worry!
Fire's out. Problem solved.

There you go.
It's all good.

Look, I get it.
Working at the lake,

hot chicks in bikinis
as far as the eye can see.

Plus, you don't smell
like maple syrup

from working in the kitchen.
But let's be realistic, Kip.

You can't swim.
No, I'm a good swimmer.

You know who is
a better swimmer than you are?

My neighbor's kid.

She's five.
She's got one arm.

She's a better swimmer
than you are.

The slim noodle...
Throw it to me.

You know who else is
a better swimmer than you?

- My grandma.
- The noodle-throw it.

And my grandma's dead.

Come on, just throw
the damn noodle!

Look, I thought

I was going to be
the dumb one in this friendship,

but clearly in this instance,
you're the dumbass.

But we can rotate.

You have strong fingers.

You're such
a good guitar player.

An Asian John Mayer.

Ew.
What is she wearing?

Is that a "lost and found"
bathing suit?

Wow. She's so Liv Tyler
right now.

Shut up, Deanna.

Do you, like,
want to get chlamydia?

Hey!

Why don't you hyenas back off?

Hey, Greg...

Would you mind putting
some sunscreen on my back?

I can't reach.

- Yeah, sure.
- Great.

Thanks.

- B-town, b-money, little "b."
- No.

Buzz saw, Buzz cut,
Buzz feed... not the website.

Definitely not.

Bpain, vitamin "b,"
b-rock Obama, Buzz-yonce.

Okay, stop.

Why do you need a stage name
to dj a camp mixer?

Because I'm not just spinning,
I'm creating a whole experience.

Okay, just as long
as that experience includes

watching your mom geek out
to O.P.P.

That's pretty much
when it goes off.

That's probably
not gonna happen.

She's freaking out.

She wants to get the Switzers
back from Ridgefield,

so it's on me
to raise our game.

So this whole dj thing
is about helping out your mom?

I thought it was just
about getting girls.

Come on, give
me some credit.

I'd say it's about 50/50.

Think we're ready?

Okay, one, two, three.

Oh, look, it's "hot tub" Willie
and his bag of bad ideas.

- I'm sorry.
- You blew my power grid.

The dining hall will be fixed.
I promise.

Look, Ridgefield...
Our competition... is coming over

to see what the camp looks like
now with me running it alone.

I said I'll take care of it.
Relax.

No relaxing, Cole,
no hot tubs.

The Switzers left.
Steve left.

Okay, okay,
the Switzers and Steve...

- Two completely unrelated things.
- Are they?

Todd thinks we should put in
a cell tower.

I know.

And Ruth Harris suggested
that I might want to get

a little work done myself.

She showed me her boob lift
this morning.

It's kind of miraculous.

Okay, he's wrong,
and she's... whatever.

- Your boobs look fantastic.
- Cole!

Sorry.

What's going on
with you, hmm?

30 seconds of naughty by nature,
and I know this for a fact,

usually chills you right out.

O.P.P.,
best jam of all time...

Soundtrack to the greatest
summer of my life.

It's not fixing it.

I just didn't...

I didn't mean to lie.

I just didn't know
how to tell you or anyone

I messed up and got kicked
off the team.

I get it.

If I don't do this whole
pee-test thing,

I'll lose my scholarship.

So? You can take out
student loans.

Yeah, I know.

- Will you...?
- What?

Will you still love me
if I'm not a swimmer?

Yeah, dummy.

Of course.

You've been a superstar
a long time.

Now you can join us
regular people.

Yeah, that does sound
kind of nice.

Can we just stay like this
for a while?

Why are you taking
the lifeguard test?

Chloe, didn't we talk
about the ambushing?

Are you doing it
because I am?

- No.
- Really?

One minute you're the early
shower-taking outcast,

the next you're
this normal human being

with a love of sunlight
and a desire to save lives?

Okay, what's happening here?

You kissed me two days ago.

Is this normal behavior
after sudden kissing?

Do you want me
to kiss you again?

Well, it's a lot more fun
than being interrogated.

Then I think you should get
back in that box

of existential angst
where you belong.

Jeez.

Okay, enough
with that bathing suit.

You need to check
the "lost and found."

I did.
This was the only one there.

Check again.

- Hey.
- Hey.

Remember when you said
I should come over

if I was ever having

some of those human emotions
that you don't feel?

I do remember.

Is that what's
happening now?

Are you gonna invite me in?

- Rog?
- Yes, I...

Oh. Hello.

Did you invite someone
to play, Roger?

Hey, how's it looking?
Okay?

The phone guy
says it'll look

just like a pine tree
when it's up.

Isn't our charm
all about being analog?

Our charm
is multidimensional.

You swore you'd never put in
a cell tower.

I changed my mind.
Come on, it'll be great.

What do the Switzers have
on you?

This is not just about
the Switzers, Cole.

Bob Switzer gets a new job,

and suddenly we're not
good enough for them.

That's their
problem, not ours.

You can't be afraid
of change, Cole.

I'm excited. You should be too.
It is time for an upgrade.

A grown man with a lollipop?

That's not cool.
I disagree.

He looks like
a child molester.

It's in the same category
as suspenders.

Maybe he just has
a sweet tooth.

Oh, then maybe
he should eat some cake.

Brad Pitt, "Ocean's Eleven",
lollipop...

Totally worked.
I win.

No.

- Hey, marina.
- Oh, hey.

Lifeguard test in 20 minutes.

We should go.
You nervous?

No.

Dude, if you can't keep
your head above water,

stop moving and let yourself
sink to the bottom.

You'll die quicker.
Shut up.

I'm not gonna die...
Probably.

I'm just saying,
the less you struggle,

the less embarrassing it is
for everyone.

Okay, listen up,
lifeguard wannabes.

When I blow this whistle,
you got to dive off the dock,

swim to that buoy and back.

Everybody, ready, set, and...

I still can't believe Mack
put in a cell tower.

Yep.
She finally caved.

Hey, guys?

I'm worried about her.
I think she's losing her mind.

Dudes, um, I think Kip
might be drowning.

- Is he all right?
- Get him up, get him up!

- Get him up!
- Kip, you okay?

- What happened?
- What happened?

That kid was drowning,
and you just swim by?

This is a lifeguard test.

You know what?
Automatic fail for all of you!

What happened?

- Take it slow.
- Hey, you okay?

- Yeah.
- Is he okay?

Oh, my God.

Kip! Hang on!

Kip!

So this is your plan...

Live in the woods
for the rest of your life?

Look, no one cares
if you can't swim.

I can't...

- I can't ride a bike.
- Is that true?

No, it's a lie.

I don't know why I said that.
I can ride a bike.

- Yeah, well, I can't.
- Seriously?

I mean...
No big deal.

It's about playing
to your strengths.

- What are you good at?
- I'm not good at anything.

Come on, everyone is good
at something,

unless you've been living
under a rock.

Yeah, well, I've been living
under a huge rock...

A big leukemia rock, okay?

Yeah, I-I know that.

Then why the hell were you
taking the lifeguard test?

That...

Oh, Marina.

I know... stupid.

There's no need to explain.
I get it.

Yeah, right.

Happens
to the best of us, man.

All you can do is try.

What you did out there,
taking that swim test?

That's...
That's dangerous as hell

and kind of stupid,
but you tried.

- And I failed.
- This time.

It's a long summer.

Going on a bender?

Uh, no, it's, um,
for the mixer tonight.

- Are you coming?
- No, I don't mix well.

I'm like a single-malt scotch...
Meant to be enjoyed neat.

Right.

With this much crappy vodka,
there will definitely be

two massively hungover
camps tomorrow.

One massively hungover camp.

We otters are used
to the bottom shelf.

What if I point you in the
direction of some top shelf...

Just sitting there,
collecting dust?

Well, I guess we could save
this stuff for a rainy day.

Let's go.

- You look dope, mom.
- Thanks, hon.

So, listen,
I need a promise from you.

I need you to promise me

that you won't interfere
with my set list.

What is it?

Is this written in Chinese? Because
I don't know any of these songs.

Which tells me
I'm doing something right.

I'm gonna help you bring
this fine institution

into the 21st century.

Why are you wearing
your glasses, Buzz?

- It's my stage gear.
- Oh.

Hi.

Hey, hi.

It was the best I could do.

That's... that's good.

Heard you got a cell tower.

Good move, but you still
won't get the Switzers back.

The place looks great,
by the way.

Did the 99-cent store
have a closeout?

Hey, about last night...

Let's just forget
it ever happened.

Sure thing.

But just so you know, Missy...
The girl that I was with...

- Oh.
- Not much fun in the sack.

Is that right?

Doesn't boss me around
like you do.

I know that
in your own idiotic way,

you're trying
to be nice, so...

- Thank you.
- You're welcome.

- Hey! You look really pretty.
- Yeah, totally!

Maybe we can all
dance together later.

Yeah, that...
That would be cool.

I'll see you guys out there.

Oh, please, not now.
Don't lose power now!

Mother of all that is holy!

Party people, put your hands
together for dj Buzz-erk!

- It's okay.
- Don't worry.

When the Switzers get back
to Ridgefield,

our on-site doctor will look out
for the little brat's ears.

If there's no permanent damage,
he can work through

his emotional trauma
in our video arcade.

Lets you choose
two of five seasonal favorites

Oh, my God.
Have you seen it?

Hey, marina, is this silk?

What did you just do?

Nothing.
It's just soft.

Hey, you don't...

Aw.

Oh, my God.

I haven't seen sunsets
this pretty.

Told you.

Why do they have all this
booze if it just sits here?

Why swim a 16-minute mile
and not be on the swim team?

- Oh, are you teasing me?
- No.

Yeah, 'cause I overshared
in the car.

I'm a writer. I can't
sit down on a plane

without getting
a life story.

My coach thinks
I'm squandering my gift.

What do you think?

It sucks
to aim high and miss...

Like, not make the Olympics
by 1/10 of a second.

"The heart is an arsenal"
was a giant success...

Movie rights, all that.

My second book...

I didn't know
you wrote another book.

Exactly.

It was terrible.

Three people read it.

I quit.

But you're writing
another novel.

Oh, I'd rather aim high
and miss than not aim at all.

So you're saying
I'm a coward.

I'm saying you have, uh,
36 hours to decide if you want

to give up fun for four years
to meet your olympic destiny,

which could be glory or agony.

I know which decision will cause
the most painful regret...

So do you.

This doesn't look good.

I need you to grab my toolbox
and meet me out back.

Buzz!

It's dj Buzz-erk.
Buzz-erk.

Right, dj Buzz-erk.

This set is great
for, like, Ibiza,

but maybe you ought to play
something for the old folks.

This is just the setup...
I've got a diabolical beat

that's gonna make
everyone's panties drop.

Derek, I told you...

You can't hang out here
and talk to dead people.

You sure about this?

Yeah, just pass me
the nitrogen canister.

What have I got here?

- Play O.P.P.
- No.

- Play my jam!
- You promised!

I'm counting to three,
Buzz-erk.

Thank you.

Did she just make her son
play O.P.P.?

Isn't that weird sort of,

- in an oedipal context?
- Yeah.

But it's kind of sweet too.

All right, ready?

I like it.

Dance with me, Roger.

Mack, I don't dance.

Hey!
How's the party been?

Slamming!

Let me help you out with that.
What's this?

- Nice!
- Thank you.

- Hey.
- Dance?

Nice job, Mack.

You went all out.
Oh.

Only the best
for you, Roger.

I've been going over
this lollipop thing,

and I don't think it's fair

to use Brad Pitt
as your example.

I mean, that guy
could walk around

with a pacifier in his mouth
and still not look creepy.

Okay, but it...
But it is nice to be able

to take your candy
out of your mouth for a second

without getting your hands
all sticky.

Good point.

Thank you.

You throw a hell
of a lunchroom hoedown.

Mm.

Manage to charm the Switzers
into coming back?

They seemed to have
a great time, but I didn't ask.

Playing the
long game, I see.

So what's next?

A gift basket full of pine cones
and dried otter poo?

The Switzers
are all yours, Rog.

You're giving up so easy?

That's not fun.
I love our little tussles.

I'm not giving up.
I am letting go.

Sorry.
You lost me.

There's winning,
and then there's losing.

Sometimes when people leave,
it has nothing to do with you.

It's all about them.

Um, when people leave,
it usually means you suck.

Okay, then I'm leaving.

Good night, Roger.

I get it.

Good one.

'Cause I suck.
That was a softball.

Come back.
I want a do-over.

- Hey.
- Hey.

I'll walk you to your cabin.
Oh.

Sure.
Thanks, Cole.

♪ Are you going to the party
on Saturday? ♪

Jimmy, here.

Check it out.

The plan is to start spinning
at clubs, maybe arenas one day.

I just want to keep
my integrity, you know?

Totally.

Integrity's so important.

Hey.

Are you cute?

Oh, yeah, definitely...

Way cute.

Okay!

- Oh, no, not the hot tub.
- Oh, for a second...

Good morning, Little Otter.
I apologize for the noise.

The phone company
has promised me

that the cell tower
will be removed

by the end of the day.

Sorry, kids.

We're an analog camp...
No digital face-lift needed.

- Hey, man.
- Hey.

I heard they made everyone
redo the lifeguard test.

It looks like you passed.
Congrats.

Thanks.
It's been fun so far.

But I'm gonna miss working
in the kitchen.

Oh, yeah, you're really
missing out.

Today we got to clean
the grease traps in the oven.

Well, I'll miss you.

You just have to spend more time
at the beach, I guess.

- Mm.
- Mm-hmm.

Anyway, I got to go.

Yeah.

You go lifeguard the hell
out of that beach.

Dude, I can't get
the smell of puke

out of my bathing suit.
I'm sorry.

I can't believe
how close I was

to touching boob last night.

Why does everything
always have to suck?

Well, don't worry.

It's a long summer.

- Hey.
- Ah.

Remember the glaziers?

Yeah.
Interesting family.

They liked to fish
with their hands.

- They were terrible at it.
- And they drank a lot.

And I think one of the grandsons
is a bit of a pyro.

Well, anyway,
they just called.

They wanted to book
a family reunion

for the end of August...
34 people.

Can we do that?

Absolutely.

Do we know
if the firebug's coming?

We'll just lock up
the lighter fluid

and hope for the best.

Good thinking.

Oh, hey, show me the hot tub.

Hey.

Sorry.
Did I wake you?

No, it's okay.

You went swimming.

Yeah. I decided to try
to get back on the team...

Which means no more drinking,
smoking, or sleeping in.

That's good.

- It is?
- Yeah.

You totally hog the covers
in the morning.

- Thank you.
- What for?

I don't know... just going
on the ride with me.

That was fun last night.

Where did you score
all that top-shelf booze?

I have my ways.

Oh, wow.
You knocked.

How normal
and nonthreatening of you.

Is something wrong?

Oh, my God.
Is this when you kill me?

You almost drowned yesterday.

- Yeah, so?
- That was hot.

Really?

Me drowning was hot?

You listened.
You get me.

That poem was about
the six seconds

of consciousness
before you die.

Of course it was.

And I get why you took
the lifeguard test.

You do?

You are not afraid to peer
into the darkness.

You are not afraid of anything.

Well, I'm a little afraid
of you.

And that will make this
even more exciting.

Love this hot tub.

Only takes about
42 hours to get hot.

Totally worth it.

There it goes.

The place looks good again.

Hey, you never told me

how you fixed
the electricity problem.

You don't want to know.

Cole.

I tapped into Ridgefield's
power line.