1 1 1 1 COME ON, BRING IT UP. (DOG BARKS) (THUNDER) BOBBY. BOBBY. NO. BOBBY. AHH! HI! HI! THE SPRIG. ALL RIGHT, BRING IT UP. EASY NOW. COME ON NOW. THAT'S IT. MAN: GOOD, GOOD. ALL RIGHT, WE'RE LINED UP. TIGHTEN UP THAT LINE. PUT THE STERN LINE ON QUICK. BOBBY! BOBBY! CHRIS! HEY, BABY! AAH! MISSED YOU. HEY, BIG MAN, HOW YOU DOING, HUH? HEY, MURPH. HEY, ETHEL. HOW YOU DOING? WELCOME HOME. HEY, YOU SEEN DEB AND MY BOY? NO, I'M SORRY. MA! AHH... HOW YOU DOING, BEAUTIFUL? HELLO, BOBBY. HOME SAFE. WHO'S THAT? OLD BEN. NO. BEN--POOR OLD GUY. HEY, LINDA. HEY, BOSS. WHAT'S THE SCORE? MY KIND OF NUMBERS. I LOST BEN PULLEY. HE PASSED AWAY ON BOARD. SORRY TO HEAR THAT. HOW'D YOU HIT IT, BILLY? DIDN'T HIT IT VERY HARD, DID YA? YOU KNOW, WE ALL HAVE OUR SLUMPS, BUT AREN'T YOU OVERDUE TO BREAK OUT OF YOURS? DID YOU HEAR THE LADY? BEN PULLEY'S DEAD. THAT OLD MAN PICKLED HIMSELF TO DEATH DRINKING 7 AND 7S CHASED WITH NARRAGANSETS. LINDA, WITH BEN, IT WAS NEVER A QUESTION OF IF, BUT WHEN. I'LL BURY HIM. I'LL PAY FOR IT. SEE? YOU GOT WHAT YOU WANTED. BRING IN YOUR FISH. SHOULDN'T TAKE TOO LONG. LINDA: 2-2-5. 2-2-5. 95. 95. LINDA: 3-5-2. MAN: 3-5-2. UP. OK. 101. 101. ALL RIGHT, HERE WE GO, BOYS. LINDA: 3-1-5. 3-1-5. 95. 4-7-5. MAN: BACK UP. SWING IT OVER. WOW. MURPH. SIGN MY LEDGER. SHATFORD. SIGN MY LEDGER. WHAT'S THE MATTER? IT'S 2221. AREN'T WE A LITTLE SHORT? WE WERE SHARING UP LAST NIGHT. I THOUGHT I WAS LOOKING AT 3-PLUS EASY. YOU STOCKED 21,000 POUNDS AT 3.50 A POUND. THAT COMES TO $73,000. SUBTRACT 35,000 FOR BAIT, TACKLE, FUEL. THAT COMES OUT TO 38,500. I GET HALF. I OWN THE BOAT. YOUR CAPTAIN TAKES A DOUBLE SHARE. 4 CREWMEN AT A FULL SHARE EACH, AND A ROOKIE LIKE YOU GETS A 3/4 SHARE. THAT COMES TO $2,221. WHAT IT IS IS WHAT IT IS. SIGN THE LEDGER. MORAN. YOU GOING OUT AGAIN THIS SEASON, SKIPPER? WHY? YOU GOT A SITE IN FLORIDA, DOUGIE? BRADENTON BEACH. THE CECILE. PACK YOUR SHIT AND GET OUT OF HERE. YOU LIKE FLORIDA? WELL, IT BEATS THE GRAND BANKS IN OCTOBER. WHEN IT GETS ROUGH UP HERE, DOUGIE LIKES THE SUN DOWN THERE. OR HE THINKS HE CAN SCORE BETTER WITH ANOTHER CAPTAIN. I DIDN'T SAY THAT. YES, YOU DID. GOODBYE. HERE'S YOUR CUT-- 5923.76. SIGN THE LEDGER. THAT'S A RECORD LOW FOR YOU, ISN'T IT? NEXT TIME, TRACK LINDA. SHE'LL TAKE YOU WHERE THE FISH ARE. YOU'RE GETTING TO BE RUDE, YOU KNOW. I LIKE YOU, BILLY. I ALWAYS HAVE. BUT I LIKE MY BOAT BETTER. IF YOU CAN'T MAKE HER PAY, I'LL FIND SOMEBODY WHO CAN. COACH, YOU TRYING TO PUT A CHARGE UP MY ASS? YOU'RE ON A COLD STREAK. I'M TRYING TO ENCOURAGE YOU TO CATCH FISH. I'M GONNA BRING YOU MORE FISH THAN YOU EVER DREAMED OF. NEXT TIME I FISH OFF THE GRAND BANKS, THEY'RE NOT GONNA BE SO GRAND ANY MORE. AHH, YOU JUST STRUCK OUT ON THE GRAND BANKS. THEN I'LL GO FURTHER. NAH, DON'T YOU EVEN THINK ABOUT IT. I WANT MY BOAT BACK. I WANT TO CATCH SOME FISH. IT'S WHAT I DO. NOT LATELY. YOU WANNA YANK MY SITE, YOU GO AHEAD. (MUSIC PLAYS) MURPH. HEY, SKIP. MURPH, WHAT ARE YOU DOING OUT HERE? GET IN THERE AND GET DRUNK. YEAH. I'M WAITING ON MY EX. SON. WELL, GIVE 'EM LOTS OF HUGS AND KISSES TONIGHT. OH, YOU DON'T GOTTA REMIND ME TO DO THAT, SKIP. ` EVERYBODY'S GOT A HUNGRY HEART ` YOU LADIES ARE SURE LOOKIN' FINE TONIGHT. HOW YOU DOING? CAN I BUY YOU A DRINK? WHAT, WHAT, WHAT, WHAT, WHAT? WHAT?! HEY, HEY, ROOKIE. ROOKIE, WHAT ARE YOU SO HAPPY ABOUT? WASN'T EXACTLY A SLAMMER UP ON THE GRAND BANKS. QUENTIN, ISN'T PAST YOUR BEDTIME? BUGS, HOW YOU MAKIN' OUT? I'M NOT. I DON'T KNOW. MAYBE I SMELL LIKE FISH. MAYBE YOU NEED A NEW DEODORANT. MAYBE I NEED A NEW FACE. HA HA HA. OH, GOD. FRIGGIN' ALFRED PIERRE. HA HA. THEY WERE UPSTAIRS, THEY COME DOWN, LITTLE REFRESHMENT, NOW THEY'RE GOIN' BACK UP AGAIN. HALF AN HOUR AGO, THEY SHOOK THE LAMPS OVER THE BAR. LAST TIME, SHE BROUGHT HER SISTER. YOU SHOULD'VE SEEN THE LAMPS THEN. HA HA HA HA. HOW DO HE DO IT, MAN? I THINK HE'S FISHING WITH A LONGER POLE, BUGS. I'M SORRY TO SAY IT. HEY, WHAT HAPPENED? OH, THEY HAD A SALE ON KIDS' SHOES AT AMES. SORRY. NO PROBLEM. HI. HELLO. SO YOU WANNA COME HAVE A DRINK OR SOMETHING? AHH... COME ON, DEB. WHAT DO YOU SAY? FOR OLD TIMES' SAKE. IT WAS THE OLD TIMES THAT KILLED US, HONEY. IS THAT WHAT IT WAS? HERE YOU GO. I'M A LITTLE SHORT. IT WASN'T EXACTLY A SLAMMER. HALF FOR YOU. YOU SURE? YEAH. I'M WORKING. YOU WANNA COME WITH YOUR DADDY? SHOOT SOME POOL? HAVE A DRINK? YEAH? JUST BRING HIM HOME IN AN HOUR. OK. (MUSIC PLAYS, LAMPS JINGLE) ` EVERYTHING'S GONNA BE ALL RIGHT ` ` EVERYTHING'S GONNA BE ALL RIGHT ` ` EVERYTHING'S GONNA BE ALL RIGHT ` ` EVERYTHING'S GONNA BE ALL RIGHT ` ` EVERYTHING'S GONNA BE ALL RIGHT ` NICE SHOT, BUDDY. ALL RIGHT, SULLY. YOU THINK ABOUT IT, ALL RIGHT? BUGS, BUGS. MURPH, COME HERE. HERE COMES YOUR FEARLESS LEADER, CAPTAIN BILLY TYNE. BUT I GOT A FEELING BIG SKIPPER'S COME TO GIVE US SOME BAD NEWS, HUH? THE LADY'S NOT ONLY PRETTY, SHE'S SMART. YEAH. WE'RE GOING BACK OUT. WHAT'D I TELL YOU? HAH. WHEN? A FEW DAYS. OH, FEW MEANS 2? 2 DAYS IS RIGHT. SHIT, SKIP, WE JUST GOT BACK IN. YOU BOYS DON'T WANT YOUR SITE, A REPLACEMENT'S A PHONE CALL AWAY. JOIN ME, DON'T JOIN ME. THERE'S TIME THIS SEASON FOR ONE LAST SHOT, AND 'THE ANDREA GAIL'S' GONNA TAKE IT. THIS TIME, I PROMISE YOU, WE'LL COME BACK WITH A SHITLOAD OF FISH. EXCUSE ME, MEN, MADAM. WHAT ARE YOU GONNA DO? WHAT DO YOU MEAN? I'M GONNA TELL HIM TO STICK HIS SITE UP HIS ASS. YEAH, I'D LIKE TO HEAR THAT. HEAR WHAT? I'D LIKE TO HEAR YOU TELL HIM TO STICK IT UP HIS ASS. GO ON, BOB. YEAH. THAT'S JUST HOW I'M GONNA TELL HIM SOON AS WE GET BACK. YOU'RE A BASTARD. WHY? WHY DO I EVEN LOVE YOU? HEY, COME ON. NO. WHY? WHY, BOBBY? HEY, WHEN YOU GET THE ANSWER TO THAT QUESTION, LET ME KNOW. I COULD USE SOME OF IT MYSELF. GO GET LAID, WILL YA, BUGSY? THAT'S EASY FOR YOU TO SAY. BOB, GO ON UP THERE. DON'T MAKE THE SAME MISTAKE I DID. YOU'RE GOING AWAY AGAIN? YEAH. TAKE ME WITH YOU. COME HERE. GO BACK, BOBBY. GO BACK TO WHAT YOU DID BEFORE. PACK COD, REPAIR TACKLE. I'M SICK OF THAT. IT'S SAFE, AND IT PAYS. NOT ENOUGH. JUST ONE MORE TIME, I PROMISE. I HAVE TO TRY IT AGAIN. WE NEED THE MONEY, BABY. OH, MONEY. IT'S ALWAYS ABOUT MONEY. I GOT A DIVORCE LAWYER, AND I GOT... BOTH: A MOUNTAIN OF DEBT. HEY, YOU NEED YOUR 2 KIDS. WE GOTTA GET THEM BACK. YOU THINK YOU'LL LOVE THEM? THEY'RE YOURS, AREN'T THEY? ` THE RHYTHM OF MY HEART ` ` IS BEATING LIKE A DRUM ` ` WITH THE WORDS 'I LOVE YOU' ROLLING OFF MY TONGUE ` ` OH, NEVER WILL I ROAM FOR I KNOW MY PLACE IS HOME ` HEY, BEAUTIFUL. YEAH, YOU. BUY YOU A DRINK? WELL, SEEIN' AS I GOT 2 IN FRONT OF ME, I DON'T THINK SO. I'M NOT VERY OBSERVANT, AM I? I GOT A FEELING, YEAH, ALONG WITH A LOT OF OTHER THINGS. WHY DON'T WE START OVER? HEY, YOU KNOW WHAT WOULD LOOK GOOD ON YOU? ME. HA HA. HA HA HA. NO GOOD? HAVE A DRINK. IT'S NOT THAT BAD. THANK YOU. HERE'S TO CRIME. WHAT? YOU'RE PATHETIC. YOU STILL WANNA BE A FISHERMAN? WHO TOLD YOU I WANTED BE A FISHERMAN? YOU SAID YOU WANNA COME WITH ME. I WANT TO COME WITH YOU, BUT I DON'T WANNA BE A FISHERMAN. YOU KNOW, BUDDY, ONE OF THESE DAYS, YOUR MOM'S GONNA FIND YOU A NEW DAD. I DON'T WANT A NEW DAD. I'M SORRY, BUT YOUR MOM CAN'T SIT AROUND BY HERSELF ALL THE TIME. SHE ISN'T SITTING AROUND. WELL, I'M SURE HE'S A GOOD GUY. I KNOW YOUR MOM WOULDN'T TAKE UP WITH ANYBODY BUT A GOOD GUY. YOU KNOW, BUDDY, THE MOST IMPORTANT THING IS THAT YOU AND MOMMY ARE HAPPY. CAN WE TALK ABOUT SOMETHING ELSE NOW? COME HERE. I MISS YOU, TOO, BUDDY. I MISS YOU SO DAMN MUCH. WH-WH-WH-WHAT'D YOU SAY YOUR NAME WAS AGAIN? IRENE. IS THAT SO TOUGH? I'M SORRY. LISTEN... CAN I MAYBE, UH... TAKE YOU HOME NOW? I DON'T THINK SO. I CAME HERE TO WATCH THE GAME, AND INSTEAD, I GOT SCHNOCKERED WITH SOME GUY NAMED BUGSY. WHAT DOES BUGSY STAND FOR, ANYWAY? MICHAEL. THAT'S A NICE NAME. WHY DON'T YOU USE IT? 'CAUSE PEOPLE KNOW ME AS BUGSY. WELL, I'M GONNA SHOVE OFF NOW. BIG DAY TOMORROW. OH, I C-C-CAN'T TAKE YA HOME? WHAT, IN A WHEELBARROW? CREW GUYS LIKE YOU NEVER HAVE CARS. LAY OFF. I GOT FEELINGS, TOO. WHERE, DOWN IN YOUR PANTS? JESUS, LADY. WHERE'S THE PASSION IN YOUR LIFE? HOME IN BED. ONE OF 'EM'S 6, THE OTHER ONE'S 8. ALL I CAN SAY IS, THEY'RE SOME LUCKY KIDS. THEY GOT A WONDERFUL MOTHER. YOU'RE NOT MESSING WITH ME, ARE YA? NO. I HAVEN'T GOT TIME. WE'RE GOING OUT DAY AFTER TOMORROW. WELL, I'M SORRY TO HEAR THAT, MICHAEL. GOTTA GO. WHAT DO YOU MEAN? WHERE YA--WHERE YA GOING? YOU CAN HAVE THIS. THANK YOU. SEE YA. BYE. SEE YA. ` STUMBLIN' ON THE HARD SATURDAY ` (CHUCKLES) INDISTINCT CHATTER Bro. It's Pamela. SMOOTH MUSIC (SLURPS) # You know we get down with all the cyber moms. # One of them told me I was hot right now like Tiger Balm. # One of them said, 'Larz, you a teen heart-throb ` # 'make my baby faint; make a tween's heart stop.' # (GRUNTS, RETCHES) Ewww. He's a bit of a grossie, eh? (CHUCKLES SOFTLY) < (GRUNTS) Is that your friend? Him? (CHUCKLES) Nah. < (RETCHES) Ooh. (CHUCKLES) ` STUMBLIN' ON THE HARD SATURDAY ` (BOAT HORN BLOWS) MURPH: BIG MAN, BIG MAN. ALFRED PIERRE: THROW THEM OUT THERE FASTER. COMING AT YOU. WHOA. WATCH YOUR STEP, WATCH YOUR STEP. (BOAT HORN BLOWS) READY? THERE YOU GO. HMM, I SMELL COPPERTONE. THAT MEANS THAT CAPTAIN LINDA GREENLAW, A LADY VAIN ABOUT HER NOSE, IS IN MY WHEELHOUSE. MAKE THAT HAWAIIAN TROPIC. WELL, AT LEAST I GOT THE NOSE RIGHT. YOUR GUYS ARE LOADING BAIT AND GROCERIES. YOU DOING A TURNAROUND? NO REST FOR THE WEARY. THERE YOU GO, FLAUNTING YOUR WORK ETHIC. I DON'T HAVE A WORK ETHIC. I JUST HAVE WORK, IF I'M GONNA CATCH UP TO YOU. I LOVE TO WATCH YOU STUDY CHARTS. WHY? BECAUSE YOU KNOW THEM ALL BY HEART. WHAT'S SO SPECIAL ABOUT TODAY THAT YOU'RE BLOWING SMOKE UP MY ASS? THOUGHT I'D MAKE A PASS. HEH. NO. YOU SEE, THE THING IS, CAPTAIN, I'M LOOKING FOR A GUY TO COME HOME TO MAINE WITH ME, BUY A HOUSE, AND RAISE A FEW KIDS. AND WHAT DOES THAT GUY AND YOU DO AFTER? OH. NOW COME ON. LOOK, THE THING IS, I'M HAPPY. I'M HAPPY. I'M FIT TO DO THIS. I JUST DON'T SEE THE ROMANCE IN IT. BUT YOU'VE GOT IT, CAPTAIN GREENLAW. YOU DO, BELIEVE ME. I SEEN 'EM COME AND GO. THE DAY I LAID EYES ON YOU, I SAID TO MYSELF, 'SHE'S GONNA BE A GOOD ONE.' CAN'T BE GOOD UNLESS YOU LOVE IT. FOG IS JUST LIFTING. THROW OFF YOUR BOWLINE, THROW OFF YOUR STERN. YOU HEAD OUT THE SOUTH CHANNEL, PAST ROCKY NECK, TENPOUND ISLAND, PAST NILES POND, WHERE I SKATED AS A KID. BLOW YOUR AIR HORN AND YOU THROW A WAVE TO THE LIGHTHOUSE KEEPER'S KID ON THATCHER ISLAND. THEN THE BIRDS SHOW UP-- THE BLACKBACKS, HERRING GULLS, BIG DUMP DUCKS. THE SUN HITS YA, YOU HEAD NORTH, OPEN UP TO 12... STEAMING NOW... THE GUYS ARE BUSY, YOU'RE IN CHARGE... YOU KNOW WHAT? YOU'RE A GODDAMN SWORDBOAT CAPTAIN. IS THERE ANYTHING BETTER IN THE WORLD? SULLY. SULLY. SO, WHAT DO YOU THINK? YOU BEEN BUSY? BUSY ENOUGH. I WAS WORKING MENHADEN IN ANNISQUAM, BUT THEY LAID OFF LABOUR DAY. MENDED SOME NETS OVER IN FAIRHAVEN-- THAT'S CRAP. WHAT IS THIS YOU'RE DOING NOW? HELPING OUT A FRIEND. HE PAYING YOU? HE'S MY FRIEND. MURPHY KEEP HIS SITE? SULLY, YOU WANT THIS JOB OR NOT? I DO. YEAH? WEATHERMAN: VISIBILITY WILL BE GOOD. SYSTEM OFF THE JET STREAM WON'T BE HERE FOR 3 OR 4 DAYS. OUTLOOK FOR THE NEXT 5 DAYS IS CLEAR. (WATER RUNNING) (GASPS) LORD, DID I DO THAT? YEAH, YOU DID. BUT I'M NOT COMPLETELY BLIND. I CAN STILL SEE OUT OF THE OTHER ONE. NEXT TIME, I SHOULD BREAK YOUR LEG. THEN YOU CAN STAY HOME AND COLLECT DISABILITY. THINK OF ALL THOSE HANDICAPPED PARKING SPACES. TELL ME LAST NIGHT WAS WORTH IT. I CAN'T REMEMBER. CAN'T REMEMBER, MY ASS. NO, I REMEMBER YOUR ASS. LAST NIGHT WAS WORTH IT. THERE'S NOTHING LIKE SLEEPING WITH YOU. JUST SLEEPING... LYING NEXT TO YOU... ALL WARM AND SWEET... ME WISHING THE MORNING WOULD NEVER COME. BUGSY: AHH, CATCHING UP. OH, BOY, OH, BOY, OH, BOY. LOOK AT THAT SHINER. COME ON, MURPH, WILL YA? GOOD MORNING. WHERE'D YOU GET THE MOUSE? MISS 'BOOM BOOM' COTTER. HAH! PUT SOME HAIR AROUND THAT HOLE, I BET YOU COULD HIT IT. NOT WITH A POOL CUE OR ANY OTHER POINTED INSTRUMENT. WHAT DO YOU KNOW ABOUT ANYTHING, EXCEPT TO CUT SQUID AND TAKE 'EM TO BED WITH YOU? PFFT. ETHEL, WHERE YOU GETTING YOUR CUSTOMERS THESE DAYS, THE WELFARE OFFICE? HEY, WHO GAVE YOU THAT SCAR, TOUGH GUY? HEY, HEY, BACK OFF! BACK OFF. COME ON, SWING IT. GROW UP, YOU ASSHOLES. HOW YOU GONNA ACT ON BOARD IF YOU'RE ALREADY AT EACH OTHER'S THROATS? ALL RIGHT, MA. SEE YA ON BOARD. ALFRED PIERRE, ONE FOR THE ROAD? NO T'ANKS, MA'AM. (IMITATING) 'NO T'ANKS, MA'AM.' GUY CAN'T EVEN SPEAK GOOD ENGLISH. WELL, ANYWAY, CAN I GET YA ANYTHING? LET'S GO, BOYS. I'LL WAIT FOR YOU IN THE CAR, BOBBY. FAT FISH, BOYS. LOTS OF 'EM. GO AHEAD. HOLD DOWN THE FORT FOR US, QUENTIN. THANKS, Q. THANKS, ETHEL. GOTTA GO, MOM. BOBBY, THE GRAND BANKS-- HEY, I KNOW. THE GRAND BANKS ARE NO JOKE IN OCTOBER. RIGHT? MM-HMM. BE CAREFUL. AT LEAST WE'LL GET CANCER TOGETHER. I CAN'T PUT IT OFF ANY LONGER. I'M NOT TOO BIG ON GOODBYES. DON'T GO, BOBBY. I GOT A BAD FEELING. I BEEN THINKING ABOUT IT. THEN FOR GOD'S SAKE, DON'T GO. I'LL MOONLIGHT. I'LL SELL THE CAR. WE'LL WORK NIGHTS, WEEKENDS. WHATEVER IT TAKES, LITTLE BY LITTLE, WE'LL PUT SOMETHING AWAY, HUH? I GOTTA GO. AHEM. WOMAN FROM BAR: MICHAEL. HEY. UM... IRENE. IRENE. I KNEW THAT. HEH. I...I JUST WANTED TO SAY GOODBYE. NO ONE EVER SAID GOODBYE TO ME BEFORE. WELL, GOODBYE, IRENE. GOODBYE. I WISH IT WERE NIGHT SO I COULD SAY 'GOOD NIGHT, IRENE.' THAT'LL COME LATER. (HORN BLOWS) WELL, YOU GOTTA GO. BILLY: COME ON, BOYS, LET'S GO. BILLY: LOOSE THE LINES. I LOVE YOU. I WILL ALWAYS LOVE YOU, CHRISTINE. BILLY: SPRING HER OFF. ALL RIGHT, I'M GONNA BACK HER DOWN. ALL CLEAR? BUGSY: ALL CLEAR, CAP. BOBBY: YO! AH, YOU'RE COMING WITH, HUH? SECURE FOR SEA. (UNINTELLIGIBLE VOICE OVER RADIO) GRAB THAT MEAT OFF THE DECK. STICK IT IN THE FREEZER. THERE'S A COUPLE BOXES. PACK IT IN THERE GOOD, 'CAUSE WE GOT MORE COMING DOWN. SO, YOU GOT ALL THEM EGGS UP THERE, BUGS? ` ME CATCH SOME FISH, ME COME BACK 'ROUND ` HEY, BUGS, THAT GONNA CRAP OUT AGAIN? NEVER. DO YOU MIND? (SNIFFING) IT STINKS IN HERE, DOESN'T IT? NOT ANY MORE. (CHRIS VOICE-OVER) ...ON THE DEEP-BLUE GODDAMN SEA. AND I'M WRITING THIS ON A BOX OF 2 SEMI-DOWN PILLOWS THAT I SECRETLY BOUGHT FOR US AT PENNEY'S. AND I'M SMILING TO MYSELF BECAUSE OF THE SURPRISE I HAVE IN STORE FOR YOU. I'M TALKING REMOVAL FROM OUR DUNGEON IN THE CROW'S NEST TO OUR OWN PLACE. IT'S NO GREAT SHAKES, BUT--BUT YOU GOTTA BEGIN WITH A BABY SHAKE, RIGHT? FOREVER LOVE, BOBBY. I'M IN THIS FOR THE LONG RUN. HEY. I'M NOT INTRUDING, AM I, SKIP? YOU'RE NOT INTRUDING. YOU'RE A NATURAL. YOU GOT SOME OLD SALT IN YOUR BLOOD. THANKS, SKIP. HEY, YOU'RE A HAPPY MAN OUT HERE, AREN'T YOU, SKIP? TODAY, MAYBE. WHEN DO YOU GET UNHAPPY? THE DAY WE GO HOME. HOME? I THOUGHT THE SEA WAS YOUR HOME. ALL RIGHT. YOU GOT ME THERE. (BOBBY LAUGHS) BUT IF YOU WERE GONNA PIN ME DOWN... I GUESS PENSACOLA, FLORIDA IS HOME. MY EX LIVES THERE-- JODI. MY KIDS. I WAS NEVER VERY GOOD AT DOING THINGS THE WAY THEY'RE SUPPOSED TO BE DONE. YOU KNOW, WIFE... KIDS... HOUSE WITH THINGS IN IT, ALL THAT STUFF. SO WHY ARE YOU SO HAPPY? YOU JUST CAUGHT ME ON A GOOD DAY. I'M DOING WHAT I WAS MADE TO DO. I GOT A FEELING I'M GONNA DO IT EVEN BETTER THIS TIME. HOW ABOUT YOU? WELL, I GOT A WOMAN I CAN'T STAND TO BE MORE THAN 2 FEET AWAY FROM. CONGRATULATIONS. THEN AGAIN, I LOVE TO FISH. SON, YOU GOT A PROBLEM. YEAH. I KNOW. HERE YOU ARE. WHAT DO YOU THINK, STAR? BLUE SKIES, SCATTERED SHOWERS, SAME OLD, SAME OLD? YOUR GUESS IS AS GOOD AS MINE. OR BETTER. WATCH IT. AHH. THIS DOESN'T LOOK GOOD. HMM. LOOKS PRETTY UGLY HERE, TOO. PAM! TELL BERNIE I NEED 2 GRAPHICS-- BERMUDA AND SABLE ISLAND. WILL DO. AAH. MMM, GOOD. WHAT'S OUR COURSE? I'VE BEEN SAILING 42 YEARS, NEVER PLOTTED A COURSE. SET THE COMPASS, I RIDE IT, WE'LL BE IN BERMUDA IN NO TIME. LET'S GO FISHING. YEAH! YAHOO! BOBBY: ALL RIGHT, GUYS! LET'S HIT IT! (ZZ TOP'S TUSH PLAYS) MURPHY: A THOUSAND HOOKS IN THE WATER BEFORE DINNER! I WANT 40 MILES OUT THERE! ` I BEEN UP, I BEEN DOWN ` ` TAKE MY WORD, I BEEN AROUND ` BEEPER BUOY OUT! BOBBY: YEAH, BABIES! ` I SAID, LORD, TAKE ME DOWNTOWN ` ` I'M JUST LOOKIN' FOR SOME TUSH ` ` I BEEN BAD, I BEEN GOOD ` ` DALLAS, TEXAS ` ` HOLLYWOOD ` ` I AIN'T ASKING FOR MUCH ` ` I SAID, LORD, TAKE ME DOWNTOWN ` ` I'M JUST LOOKIN' FOR SOME TUSH ` BOBBY: OK, SULLY. PUT IT OUT. HIGH FLYER! BUGSY: YEAH! WHOO-HOO! (ROCK MUSIC PLAYING) BOBBY: HEY, A.P. (IMITATES LIGHTSABER) MAY THE FORCE BE WITH US. SULLIVAN, YOU WANNA PLAY WITH THE LIGHT STICKS, WHY DON'T YOU STICK 'EM UP YOUR ASS? BOBBY: HEY, EASY, MURPH, WILL YA? THE GUY'S DEAD WEIGHT. HE'S BEEN SCREWING AROUND ALL NIGHT. A JUICER AND A HEAD. CAPE ANN, BOTTOM SHELF. YEAH, WELL, YOUR WIFE DIDN'T FEEL THAT WAY. HEY! KNOCK IT OFF! I'LL HEAD FOR LAND, AND THE NEWFIES WILL THROW YOU BOTH IN JAIL. AYE, AYE, CAP. GIVE US SOME LIGHTS. HEY, HEY, HEY. COME ON. JESUS. SHAKE, YOU GUYS. SHAKE! SULLY, COME ON. JUST LET IT GO. YOUR DAY IS COMING, MAN! HEY, MURPHY, YOU'RE IN HIS SHIT. WHENEVER YOU'RE READY. ALL RIGHT? I'LL BE RIGHT UP HERE. JOB AIN'T HARD ENOUGH WITHOUT THIS KNUCKLEHEAD. (AIR HORN BLARING) (SLAPS TABLE) LET'S GO! COME ON. GONNA MAKE SOME MONEY. LET'S GO, BOYS! LET'S GO! COME ON! MURPHY: ALL RIGHT. BOBBY: COME ON. MURPHY: COME ON. DO IT, SKIP. DO IT. MAKE A KILLING. BILLY: ONE'S ON. FISH ON! BILLY: GET THOSE GAFFES READY! SULLY: YEAH, DON'T LOSE HIM, MURPH. DON'T LOSE HIM. MURPH: DON'T LET HIM UNDER. DON'T LET HIM UNDER. LET HIM RUN. HERE WE GO. LET HIM RUN. LET HIM GO. BILLY: PULL HIM IN, MURPH. BOBBY: GET HIM CLOSE. ALL RIGHT, NOW. ALL RIGHT, NOW. ALL RIGHT, NOW GAFFE HIM! GAFFE HIM! GET SOME, NOW. GET IN THERE! COME ON! 1...2...3. WHOO! YEAH! BOBBY: PULL HIM IN! SULLY: COME ON, A LITTLE BIT MORE! YEAH! YEAH! SO, WHAT DO YOU THINK? THINK HE'LL-- THINK HE'LL LIKE IT? HE'LL LOVE IT. ENOUGH TO LIVE WITH ME IN IT? BY NOW, HONEY, YOU KNOW HIM MUCH BETTER THAN I DO. I'M GONNA MAKE A GO OF IT, YOU KNOW. I GOT CONFIDENCE IN YOU. WHAT, ARE YOU PUTTING ME ON? HE'S MY PRECIOUS BOY, AND YOU'RE THE WOMAN FOR HIM. THAT'S SOMETHING I DON'T JOKE ABOUT. WEATHERMAN ON TV: THE ACTIVITY DOWN THERE NEAR BERMUDA IS INCREASING RAPIDLY. GIVEN THE WARM AND VOLATILE GULF STREAM, IT WON'T TAKE MUCH TO TURN THIS TROPICAL STORM INTO A HURRICANE. THIS JUST IN-- VIDEO OF SABLE ISLAND. MAN ON RADIO: THIS IS A U.S. COAST GUARD NOTICE TO ALL MARINERS. SEVERE WEATHER WARNING FOR NEW ENGLAND COAST, EXTENDING 500 MILES OUT. NORTHEAST WINDS AT 40 TO 50 KNOTS. SEAS 30 TO 40 FEET. CONDITIONS WORSENING OVERNIGHT. I PUT SO MUCH GROUND BEEF AND SAUSAGE IN THIS THING, IT WEIGHED OUT AT 20 POUNDS. MORE THAN MOST OF OUR FISH WEIGH. SKIPPER SAY ANYTHING ABOUT US COMING UP SHORT? SKIPPER'S TOO SCARED TO SAY. SKIPPER DON'T GET SCARED. JUST DISAPPOINTED. YOU KNOW WHY THIS LASAGNE WEIGHS 20 POUNDS? TASTED LIKE YOU THREW IN A SHOT-PUT. YOU KNOW, I ONCE WORKED A SITE WITH A GUY LIKE YOU. GUY HAD A REAL BAD ACCIDENT. CAN'T EVEN KEEP TRACK OF 'EM, THERE'S SO MANY ACCIDENTS AT SEA. TOUGH TO GET AN AMBULANCE, TOO. WHOO. KEEP IT UP. SULLY: HIGH FLYER! BOBBY: A.P., A.P. GIVE ME A HAND. HEY! HOW ABOUT A LITTLE HAND OVER HERE, PLEASE? SULLY: HEY, MURPH, YOU DO YOUR JOB. I'LL DO MINE. MURPHY: YOU GUYS GONNA DRAG YOUR ASSES ALL NIGHT, OR WE GONNA GET THIS DONE? COME ON, GUYS! WE DIDN'T COME OUT HERE FOR NOTHING. KEEP MOVING. KEEP MOVING. MURPH: COME ON, SULLY. LET'S GET SOME BAIT GOING HERE. BILLY: SOMETHING BIG! SOMETHING VERY BIG! FISH ON! COME ON, GUYS! COME ON! BILLY: OH, YEAH! BOBBY: COME ON! BRING IT OVER! MURPH: GET A RUNNER ON HERE! AHA! AH! MURPH: HERE WE GO! COME ON! LOOSEN THAT LINE! BUGSY: THAT'S A FAT BOY! SULLY: HEY! HERE WE GO! BUGSY: GET A DART IN HIM! MURPHY: BOBBY! STICK IT! STICK IT IN HIS HEAD! GOOD! COME ON, BOBBY! GET HIM OFF! HE'S GOT MY LEG! HANG ON! AAH! GET YOUR FOOT OUT! KICK IT! KICK IT, BOB-- MURPH! GET BACK! MURPH: YOU ALL RIGHT, BOB? BUGSY: ALL RIGHT, COME ON, COME ON! GET IT OUT! GET MY FOOT OUT! BILLY: GET IT OUT OF HERE. SULLY: PULL HIM BACK! MURPHY: OVER THE SIDE. YOU ALL RIGHT? (LAUGHS) YOU'RE SHORT A BOOT, ROOKIE. BEATS A LEG, DON'T IT? PILOT: OK, WE'RE GETTING A READING OF WINDS OVER 140 KNOTS SUSTAINED. LOOKS LIKE A CATEGORY 5. BUGSY: 'BILLY TYNE IS NO FINE WINE. 'HE'S LOST HIS TOUCH WITH OUR LONGLINE. 'STEAMED HERE AND THERE AND ALL ABOUT. WHAT'S OUR TALLY? WE STRUCK OUT.' ALL RIGHT. OK. THANK YOU VERY MUCH. THANK YOU. WHY AREN'T YOU DOWNSTAIRS WATCHING THE MOVIE? ONE OF OUR 3 MOVIES? I KNOW 'EM ALL BY HEART. SKIP, WHAT ARE YOU GONNA DO ABOUT THOSE SETS? THEY SUCK. WE AIN'T DOING NOTHING. THE BOYS BEEN TALKING? ABOUT HOW I LOST IT? BILLY TYNE'S LOST IT? GET'S A LITTLE SLOW, THEY'RE READY TO DRAW AND QUARTER YOU. I JUST DIDN'T THINK YOU'D GO ALONG WITH IT. I COME OUT HERE 'CAUSE I NEED THE MONEY, SKIP. I'M TRYING FOR A NEW START HERE. I NEED THIS TO PAY-- YOU KNOW, LAST TRIP, I THOUGHT YOU MIGHT HAVE SOMETHING TO OFFER. BUT ALL IN ALL, YOU'RE JUST A LITTLE PUNK. HEY, YOU PROMISED ME A SHITLOAD OF FISH! YOU'LL GET A SHITLOAD OF FISH. NOW, I'VE BEEN IN BAD PATCHES SO MANY TIMES, AND MOTORED HOME WITH SO MUCH STOCK LITTLE BOYS LIKE YOU HAD TO PACK IT ON THE PIER. I ALWAYS FIND THE FISH! ALWAYS! AND I WILL THIS TIME! SO DON'T FUCK WITH ME! AYE, AYE, SKIP. BILLY: PUT 'EM CLOSER! MURPH! CLOSER! GIVE 'EM A GODDAMN BANQUET. MURPH: AYE, AYE, CAP! YOU HEARD HIM, BOYS. BOSS AIN'T HAPPY. DOUBLE TIME. LET'S GO, BOB. SULLIVAN! I GOTTA HIT YOU WITH A FISH AGAIN TO GET YOU TO WORK? LIGHT STICKS, NOW! SHUT UP, ASSHOLE! COULDN'T BAIT FISH IN A BARR-- BUGSY: AW, COME ON! SEE WHAT I GOT TO DEAL WITH? GUY'S A LANDLUBBER. WHAT AN IDIOT! COME ON, SULLY! WHAT ARE YOU, A FISHERMAN OR A FARMER? BUGS, HELP HIM OUT. HURRY UP, BEFORE THE CAPTAIN SEES. OK, SURE. YEAH, I'LL HELP HIM OUT. WHAT A SCREW-UP. YOU'RE USELESS, SULLY. SULLY: LAY OFF, BUGS. YOU NEVER SCREW UP, HUH? YOU'RE NOTHING BUT A PIMPLE ON THE ASS OF PROGRESS. I'VE BEEN ON BETTER SLABS THAN THIS. (BICKERING CONTINUES) BUGSY: MY GOD, SULLY, YOU'VE GOT THE EASIEST JOB ON THE FRIGGIN' BOAT, AND YOU MANAGE TO SCREW IT UP! KISS MY ASS, YOU LITTLE RUNT! AND YOU-- MURPH! MURPH! CAP! MAN OVERBOARD! BUGSY: BACK HER DOWN! MURPH GOT LAUNCHED! TAKE THE WHEEL! BACK HER DOWN SLOW! COME ON, MURPH. STOP HER! COME ON! GOT IT, CAP? (STRAINING) BUGSY: IS HE ALL RIGHT? IS HE ALL RIGHT? BILLY: COME ON, MURPH. COME ON. COME ON. COME ON! COME ON, MURPH. HOW'S THE WATER, MURPH? WELCOME BACK, MURPH! BILLY: YOU DID IT, MURPH. WAIT, HOLD ON A MINUTE. AAH! ALL RIGHT. BEND OVER. HUH? TETANUS. OH. WHO'S THE HERO? BOBBY AND SULLY. SULLY?! LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, MR. DALE MURPHY OUT OF CORTEZ, FLORIDA, THE ONLY FISH THE ANDREA GAIL HASHOOKED IN 3 DAYS. BOBBY: HOW YOU FEEL, MURPH? ALL RIGHT. BOBBY, THANK YOU. AW, DON'T WORRY ABOUT IT. YOU KNOW, SULLY WAS THE FIRST ONE TO GO IN. (SIGHS) SO, UH, GUESS YOU'RE THE BIG HERO HERE. YEAH. WELL, YOU'D HAVE DONE THE SAME FOR ME. ISN'T THAT WHAT I'M SUPPOSED TO SAY? WELL, YOU CAN SAY WHAT YOU WANT, BUT, UH, I'M GLAD YOU KNOW HOW TO SWIM. WELL, THAT'S REAL BIG OF YOU, MURPH. IT'S ALL I CAN MANAGE RIGHT NOW. ALL RIGHT? I'LL WORK ON IT. TOUGH GUY. MELISSA: THIS WEATHER FAX JUST CAME IN! EDIE, HAVE A LOOK AT THIS! WE HAVE GOT TO HEAD IN NOW! PUT IN AT WATCH HILL! IN THIS STUFF, HARBOUR'S TOO DANGEROUS! DANGEROUS? DASH INTO SHORE, CUT ACROSS SHIPPING LANES. THIS IS A HURRICANE COMING STRAIGHT AT US! LET ME REDUCE SAIL, SANDY, OR EVEN GO BARE POLES! THIS IS MY BOAT! WE'RE GONNA RIDE THIS THING OUT, NOT FOR FUN, FOR SAFETY! DO WHAT I'VE ALWAYS DONE-- GO WITH THE FLOW. NO! (COUGHS) (METAL CREAKS) HOLY SHIT. ROGUE WAVE! LOOK OUT! AAH! UNH! OW! UNH! (GRUNTS) EVERYBODY HERE? YEAH. As soon as your kid gets a sore My name is Hakopa, and I had rheumatic fever. My mum felt really sad when they told her that I had to have surgery. The doctor told us there was that slight possibility that he may not make it. You think back as a parent, thinking, 'How did we get here?' I remember that time that he did have a sore throat. I didn't think anything major of it. It's not cool to take the risk of, 'I'll see if it's OK tomorrow.' As soon as your kid gets a sore throat, then you need to get it checked. Untreated sore throats can lead to rheumatic fever and heart damage. ...for advice. CAPTAIN. THE BOYS WOULD LIKE TO HAVE A WORD WITH YOU. TAKE OVER. I CAN'T DO IT, ALL RIGHT? HE'S MY FRIEND. WHEN THIS MEETING'S OVER, STRAIGHTEN THIS CRAP UP. SO, WHAT'S THE WORD? LOOK, SKIP, WE'RE STARTING TO GET AN UNLUCKY FEELING OUT HERE. I MEAN, MURPH GOING OVER, THE SHARK, A ROGUE WAVE. YEAH. WHAT ELSE? NEVER MIND 'UNLUCKY,' RIGHT? WE'RE JUST LOOKING FOR SOME FISH. WE HAD SLUMPS BEFORE, YOU AND I, BUT NOT LIKE THIS. YOU BOYS LOOK LIKE YOU GOT BUSTED IN A BRAWL IN SCOLLAY SQUARE. THAT'S HOW WE FEEL. WE WANT TO GO HOME. BOBBY, YOU WANT TO GO HOME? YOU LONELY FOR THAT YOUNG MAMA WHO WAS ALL OVER YOU AT THE DOCK? SKIP, MY GIRL IS NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS. BUT YOU ARE! AND IF YOU DON'T LIKE IT, YOU CAN GET THE HELL OFF, ALL OF YOU! I'M LOOKING AROUND, AND ALL I SEE IS A BUNCH OF LITTLE BOYS SITTING ON THEIR ASSES, TOO SCARED TO GO OUT AND GET SOME PAY DIRT! PAY DIRT? WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT, CAP? WHERE THE HELL IS THAT? WE'VE COVERED EVERY INCH OF THE GRAND BANKS. GRAND BANKS ARE WEST OF US. I'M HEADED EAST... THE FLEMISH CAP. THE FLEMISH CAP. OH, YOU KNOW, WHY DON'T WE STEAM TO PORTUGAL WHILE WE'RE AT IT? SO THIS IS THE MOMENT OF TRUTH. THIS IS WHERE THEY SEPARATE THE MEN FROM THE BOYS. HOW ABOUT IT? ARE YOU GLOUCESTERMEN? YEAH, WE'RE GLOUCESTERMEN, BUT WHY GO ALL THE WAY TO THE FLEMISH CAP TO PROVE IT? TELL THEM, ALFRED PIERRE. ALFRED PIERRE: BECAUSE... THAT'S WHERE THE FISH ARE. DO WE HAVE ANY OTHER CHOICE? YEAH. CRAWL HOME BUSTED. ALL RIGHT, SKIP. ALL RIGHT. ALL RIGHT, BOSS. ALL RIGHT. RADIO: WHISKEY YANKEE CHARLIE 6-6-8-1, DO YOU READ ME? THIS IS ANDREA GAIL, WHISKEY YANKEE CHARLIE 6-6-8-1. HEY, LINDA. LINDA: AHOY, CAPTAIN TYNE! WHAT'S HAPPENING? BILLY: SLIM TO NONE. WHERE ARE YOU? TAIL OF THE BANKS. KICKING UP SOMETHING WICKED HERE. MADE A COUPLE OF SETS, THOUGH. DOING ANY GOOD? YEAH. 9 FIRST SET. UH, 12--NO. MAKE IT A BAKER'S DOZEN SECOND. GOT A COUPLE OF MARKERS TO BOOT. WHEN THAT HAND OF YOURS IS SO HOT, I CAN FEEL THE HEAT FROM HERE. I'VE ASKED YOU TO TEAM UP. I DON'T LIKE PARTNERS. BUSINESS-WISE, THAT IS. OK. OK. WHAT'S YOUR POSITION? UH, 46 NORTH, 48 WEST. YOU HEADED FOR THE FLEMISH CAP? THE LADY KNOWS HER COORDINATES. YEAH. I'M STEAMING FULL-BORE. FLEMISH CAP IS NEARLY OFF THE CHARTS. WHAT THE HELL YOU TRYING TO PROVE? COME ON. YOU'VE SEEN THE FORECAST. WE GOT GALE FORCE COMING OUT OF BERMUDA, STUFF COMING OUT OF SABLE ISLAND. AS FOR ME, I'M STARING HERE AT SOLID WHITE CHOP. THIS COULD BE A TRIPLE-HEADER. LINDA, YOU'RE BEHIND ME. SO'S YOUR WEATHER. YEAH, BUT, BILLY, YOU'VE GOT TO GO THROUGH IT TO GET BACK. GOOD POINT. BILLY, YOU'RE NOT GONNA LIKE THIS, BUT I'M GONNA SAY IT ANYWAY. YOU BE CAREFUL. YES, MOTHER. WE'RE GONNA PICK THIS UP LATER. OVER AND OUT. (WIND HOWLING) MAN: LET GO. LET IT GO. JUST GET THE OTHER ONE! COULD YOU GUYS USE SOME COMPANY? ETHEL: SURE. COFFEE? BIG RED: YEAH, THANKS. SHEESH. IN THE MID-ATLANTIC, MOVING RAPIDLY NORTHEAST, 30-FOOT WAVES. WHAT DID YOU HEAR? QUENTIN: THEY'RE OUT ON THE FLEMISH CAP. HEARD IT STRAIGHT FROM BIG BOB BROWN. YEAH. THE FLEMISH CAP. WENT THERE, '62. LOTS OF FISH... AND LOTS OF WEATHER. HURRICANES, SQUALLS, HUGE SEAS. YOU'RE FULL OF SHIT, QUENTIN. THAT'S RIGHT. I AM. BUGSY: WHOO-HOO! BOBBY: IS THIS OK FOR YOU, MURPH? (SEVERAL MEN YELLING) ONE MORE! WE GOT ANOTHER ONE! MURPHY: SOMEONE ELSE GET UP HERE. THIS IS A BIG ONE! GOT IT? THAT'S IT! BUGSY: COME ON. ONE MORE! SULLY: GET HIM UP! WATCH IT! (ALL GRUNT) GET IN THE BOAT! YEAH! WHOO! GIVE ME A HAND. (ALL CHEER AND LAUGH) ALFRED PIERRE: MY GOD. COME ON. COME, COME, COME, COME ON DOWN, ALL RIGHT? AH! (LAUGHS) BUGSY: KEEP 'EM COMING, BOYS! WE'LL FILL THIS BITCH TO THE HATCH COVER! ANOTHER ONE COMIN' DOWN! (MEN SHOUTING) BILLY: BRING IT IN! WHOO-HOO! MURPHY: LOOK AT THAT! OH! (GRUNTS AND GROANS) OH! OW! SANDY: WHERE ARE YOU GOING? TO POINT THIS BOAT UP INTO THE STORM AND SCREAM FOR HELP! WE LIE AHULL, BEAM TO THE WAVES, SLIP SIDEWAYS. STANDARD PROCEDURE. FORGET IT, SANDY. WE'RE NOT GONNA MAKE IT. MISSY, GET ON THE RADIO FAST! WE CAN MAKE IT! MAYDAY! THAT RADIO'S SOPPING WET! SHE'LL BE WEEPING IN THE WIND! NO! WE STAY BELOW AND RIDE THIS THING OUT! REMEMBER, THIS IS MY BOAT! THIS IS MY LIFE! GO, MELISSA! MAYDAY! MAYDAY! MAYDAY! MAYDAY! MAYDAY! MAYDAY! WE ARE A 32-FOOT SAILING VESSEL MISTRAL. OUR POSITION IS... 3-9-4-9 NORTH. UM, MAYDAY! MAYDAY! MAYDAY! MAYDAY! OVER. (RADIO STATIC) (ENGINE SPUTTERS) BOBBY: YOU GOT IT. COME ON! (MURPHY GRUNTS) BILLY: ALL RIGHT! (ALL GRUNT) HEY, CAP! GOOD ONE, HUH? YOU GOT IT, BABY. SULLY: 3. 3. THAT'S 3. THE ICE MACHINE'S HAD IT. IT'S DEAD. CHECK THE EVAPORATOR? YEAH. FREON? PLENTY, BUT NOWHERE TO FLOW. THEN USE A LITTLE SPIT AND GLUE, GOD DAMN IT. I DID. SHE'S FRIED, SKIP. I TOLD BROWN GET US A NEW ONE, BUT HE GOES FOR ANOTHER OVERHAUL, CHEAP SON OF A BITCH. (CLANG) SORRY. THE ICE MACHINE'S GONE. OH, FUCK. ALL RIGHT. WE GOT GOOD ICE ON THEM NOW. WE SEAL THE FISH HOLD. LITTLE BIT OF LUCK, WE'LL DELIVER THE CATCH AND SET THE MARKET. PULL UP THE GEAR. WE'RE GOING HOME. YEAH! HA HA! BUGSY: PUT THESE BABIES ON ICE, AND WE'RE OUT OF HERE! (BEEP) RADIO: THIS IS THE VAN RUYN! WE ARE TAKING HEAVY ROLLS! DAMAGE ON DECK. WE HAVE LOST OUR STEERAGE WAY! SECOND RADIO: WE NEED IMMEDIATE ASSISTANCE. WE ARE BEAM TO THE SEA AND ARE TAKING ON WATER. JUST SO YOU UNDERSTAND WHAT WE'RE UP AGAINST. WE'RE LOOKING AT 40 TO 50-FOOT WAVES, GALE FORCE WINDS. IT'S A REAL BAD ONE. RIGHT IN OUR PATH. AH, THE WEATHER SERVICE IS JERKING OFF. NO. YOU AFRAID? I'VE NEVER SEEN YOU SCARED. IT'S PRETTY ROUGH STUFF OUT THERE, THAT'S FOR SURE. SO EITHER WE HANG OUT HERE FOR A FEW DAYS UNTIL IT CALMS DOWN-- MURPHY: BUT, CAP, WE GOT 60,000 POUNDS OF FISH HERE. WHAT, ARE WE GONNA LET IT SPOIL AND FEED IT TO THE BIRDS? YEAH. I THOUGHT WE WERE GONNA SET THE MARKET, MAN, MAKE A KILLING. OR WE SAY, 'THE HELL WITH IT.' WE DRIVE RIGHT THROUGH IT. HEY, YOU'RE THE ONE WHO SAID WE'RE GLOUCESTERMEN. WHAT DO YOU SAY, GUYS? ARE WE, OR AREN'T WE? WE CAN MAKE IT. WHAT, DID WE COME OUT HERE FOR NOTHING? IT'S A LOT OF MONEY. MURPHY: LET'S MAKE SOME MONEY. LET'S MAKE SOME MONEY. COME ON. LET'S HEAR IT, GLOUCESTER! ALL: LET'S GO HOME! ALL RIGHT. LET'S GET HER LASHED DOWN. BUGS, PUT THE BIRDS IN THE WATER. BUGSY: BIRDS IN. GOT IT, SKIP. MURPHY: LOCK IT DOWN. LET'S GO. TODD: LOOK. LOOK AT THIS. YOU'VE GOT HURRICANE GRACE MOVING NORTH OFF THE ATLANTIC SEABOARD, HUGE, GETTING MASSIVE. 2--THIS LULL SOUTH OF SABLE ISLAND READY TO EXPLODE. LOOK AT THIS. 3--A FRESH COLD FRONT SWOOPING DOWN FROM CANADA. BUT THE DARN THING'S CAUGHT A RIDE ON THE JET STREAM, AND IS MOTORING HELL-BENT TOWARDS THE ATLANTIC. COOL. WAIT. WAIT. WHAT IF... WHAT IF HURRICANE GRACE RUNS SMACK INTO IT? ADD TO THE SCENARIO THIS BABY OFF SABLE ISLAND SCROUNGING FOR ENERGY. SHE'LL START FEEDING OFF BOTH THE CANADIAN COLD FRONT AND HURRICANE GRACE. YOU COULD BE A METEOROLOGIST ALL YOUR LIFE AND NEVER SEE SOMETHING LIKE THIS. IT WOULD BE A DISASTER OF EPIC PROPORTIONS. IT WOULD BE THE PERFECT STORM. LET'S GET DOWN BELOW. BOBBY, I WANT YOU UP HERE WITH ME. (THUNDER CRASHES) MELISSA: MAYDAY! MAYDAY! MAYDAY! MAYDAY! MAYDAY! RADIO: SAILING VESSEL MISTRAL. THIS IS COAST GUARD RESCUE 2-1-1-1. SANDY! (GASPS) EDIE, THEY HEARD ME! THEY'RE COMING! OH. AH, HA HA HA! AHA! HA HA! MAN: AIR FORCE RESCUE 2-3-1, WE'VE LOCATED THE SAILING VESSEL MISTRAL. POSITION--3-9-4-9 NORTH, 6-9-5-2 WEST. ON SCENE CONDITIONS DOWN HERE ARE REALLY UGLY, GUYS. WHEELS, HOW FAR TO THAT LAST POSITION? ABOUT 20.3 MILES, CAPTAIN. O.D., BO'SUN ON THE BRIDGE! (BOTH YELL) TALLY HO! THERE THEY ARE! OK, GUYS. SHOW TIME! YOU GOT IT. MISTRAL, THIS IS 2-3-1. WE CAN EXTRACT YOU ONE AT A TIME FROM THE DECK. HEY, JEREMY, I DON'T LIKE THIS. CLOCK'S TICKING. RESCUER: COME ON. WE BETTER GET 'EM OFF NOW. GET CLOSER, DARRYL. JUST A LITTLE CLOSER. HEY! HEY! WHOO-HOO! OK. DEPLOYING THE BASKET. BOAT'S AT 2 O'CLOCK. LET'S COME RIGHT 5, 4... SON OF A BITCH. 3, 2, 1. STOP RIGHT THERE. HOLD YOUR HOVER. GOD DAMN IT! KEEP HER STEADY. KEEP HER STEADY! SHIT! AAH. AAH! MAN OUT! IT SHEARED THE CABLE! NO! NO! NO! I GOT IT! AAH! SANDY! UNH! (COUGHS) SANDY! SANDY! AH! SHIT. RADIO: RAISE THE BASKET! RAISE THE BASKET! (BREATHES HEAVILY) (GRUNTS) SANDY! HOLD ON! I'VE GOT YOU! BASKET'S IN. LOOKS LIKE I'M GOING FOR A SWIM. OK. OK. GO GET 'EM. MITCHELL OFF INTERCOM. IT'S TIME TO GET WET. SANDY: WE'RE GONNA BE ALL RIGHT. UNH! GO! OH. OH. RADIO: ALTITUDE. ALTITUDE. GET HER UP, CAP. GET HER UP! HE'S IN THE WATER! HE'S IN THE WATER! (GRUNTS) I'M GOING AFTER HIM! NO! NO! NO! WAIT! STAND BY! CAPTAIN: JONESY, HOLD ON! THERE! HE'S OK! CAPTAIN: THIS ISN'T WORKING. THEY'RE GONNA HAVE TO GET IN THE WATER. COME ON! COME ON! COME ON! BOBBY: HEY, YOU'RE HAVING A BLAST HERE, AREN'T YOU? WANT A TURN? NO. THIS WATCH I WANT TO WATCH. MAYBE I'M STUDYING UP FOR THAT DAY WHEN I GET MY OWN BOAT. YEAH. YOUR OWN BOAT, HUH? MEANWHILE, GIVE ME A HAND! GRAB THE THROTTLE! HA HA! HANG ON! OH! AH, SHIT. 7 K, 6, EASY. 8 MINIMUM. 10. 10. 10, BOYS. I'M GONNA GET ME A NEW USED FORD F-150, TAKE A RIDE UP TO DIGBY WITH IRENE. I'M GONNA GET DRUNK WITH ME BROTHER, EAT LIKE A PIG, AND SLEEP LIKE A CHILD. FISH AND FUNGI! CAPTAIN: OK, JER. TOO RISKY TO GO LOWER. YOU GOT TO JUMP FROM HERE. (COUGHS) (COUGHS) GOOD AFTERNOON, MADAM. I'M SERGEANT JEREMY MITCHELL. I'LL BE YOUR PARARESCUE JUMPER TODAY. HOW ARE YOU? OK SO FAR. MITCHELL: KEEP YOUR HANDS AND FEET IN THE BASKET. (COUGHS) CAREFUL. EDIE: OK! MITCHELL: ALL RIGHT. HERE WE GO! YOU'RE NEXT! (CHUCKLES) INDISTINCT CHATTER Bro. It's Pamela. SMOOTH MUSIC (SLURPS) # You know we get down with all the cyber moms. # One of them told me I was hot right now like Tiger Balm. # One of them said, 'Larz, you a teen heart-throb ` # 'make my baby faint; make a tween's heart stop.' # (GRUNTS, RETCHES) Ewww. He's a bit of a grossie, eh? (CHUCKLES SOFTLY) < (GRUNTS) Is that your friend? Him? (CHUCKLES) Nah. < (RETCHES) Ooh. (CHUCKLES) AAH! YEAH! THAT WAS NOTHING! COME ON! OH, MY GOD. IT'S HAPPENING. (BEEP) OH. ANDREA GAIL! ANDREA GAIL! THIS IS HANNAH BODEN! NOW! CATCH IT! OH! WHOO-HOO! YEAH! BILLY? OVER. CALLING THE ANDREA GAIL. (RADIO SPUTTERS) ANDREA GAIL, DO YOU READ ME? DO YOU READ ME? COME IN! COME IN, FOR GOD'S SAKE! COME IN, BILLY! THESE STORMS HAVE COLLIDED! THEY ARE EXPLODING! AAH! (RADIO SQUAWKS) WHO IS IT? I DON'T KNOW. ANDREA GAIL, COME IN! WHISKEY YANKEE CHARLIE 6-6-8-1! OVER! TALK TO ME, BILLY! OVER! I REPEAT, WHISKEY YANKEE CHARLIE 6-6-- (VOICE BREAKING UP) LOOK AT YOUR FAX, DAMN IT! LOOK AT YOUR FAX! WHISKEY YANKEE CHARLIE 6-6-8-1. OVER! RADIO: WHERE ARE YOU, BILLY? LINDA? GIVE ME THE COORDINATES. 44 NORTH, 56.4 WEST. THE ANDREA GAIL IS 44 NORTH 56.4 WEST, HEADED WEST. I REPEAT, 44 NORTH, 56.4 WEST, HEADED... LINDA! OVER. BILLY, GET OUT OF THERE! COME ABOUT! LET IT--LET IT CARRY YOU OUT OF THERE. WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING? HANG ON! LINDA! BILLY! BILLY, FOR CHRIST'S SAKE! YOU'RE STEAMING INTO A BOMB! TURN AROUND FOR CHRIST'S SAKE! (METAL CLUNKS) IT'S THE ANTENNA. BILLY, CAN YOU HEAR ME? YOU'RE HEADED RIGHT FOR THE MIDDLE OF THE MONSTER! BILLY? OH, MY GOD. (RADIO STATIC) HANG ON! TAKE THE WHEEL! NO! I'LL GO! MAYDAY! MAYDAY! MAYDAY! COAST GUARD, BOSTON! THIS IS FISHING VESSEL HANNAH BODEN RELAYING A MAYDAY FOR SWORDBOAT ANDREA GAIL. LAST POSITION 44 NORTH, 56.4 WEST. OVER. RADIO: AIR FORCE RESCUE 231, ADVISE YOU PROCEED TO NEXT INCIDENT AT YOUR DISCRETION. OVER. YEAH. ROGER, BOSTON. CREW, I JUST GOT A MAYDAY ON THE GLOUCESTER SWORDBOAT THE ANDREA GAIL-- 44 NORTH, 56.4 WEST. HEADED WEST. JESUS, THAT'S STRAIGHT INTO HELL. GLOUCESTER. THEY'RE ALWAYS FROM GLOUCESTER. IT'S AN INCREASED RISK MISSION, SO, YOU KNOW, IT'S UP TO US. MMM, I'M GETTING A LITTLE AIR-TO-AIR FEELING. REFUEL IN HELL, THAT'S PRETTY SPORTY. CALL THE CUTTER. COMIN' IN HOT. PEOPLE, SLIGHT CHANGE OF PLANS. WE'RE GONNA DROP YOU ON THE COAST GUARD CUTTER TAMAROA. WE GOT SOME SWORDFISHERMEN WHO SEEM TO HAVE LOST THEIR WAY... OR THEIR MINDS. UNH! CAPTAIN: TAMAROA, THIS IS RESCUE 2-3-1 ON FINAL APPROACH. RADIO: RESCUE 2-3-1, FLIGHT DECK IS GREEN. CALL THE BALL. CO-PILOT: THERE'S THE L.S.O. WE'RE BEING WAVED IN. WE'RE AT 30 METERS AND CLOSING. 25 METERS, WINDS 43. CENTRE LINE AT ZERO-ONE-ZERO. BEAUTIFUL. WE'RE COMING. WATCH THIS WAVE, CAPTAIN. WATCH THIS WAVE. RADIO: 2-3-1, YOU'RE LOOKING GOOD. TRANSFER AT YOUR CALL. CAPTAIN: OK. DROP LADDER! ALL RIGHT, JONESY. SEND 'EM. GO! OK, NOW, LEFT FOOT OUT. LEFT LEG OUT. MIND YOUR HELM, GOD DAMN IT! RADIO: WINDS 50. MAINTAIN HEADING! JONES: HOLD ALTITUDE. WATCH THE DECK. WATCH THE DECK! (MEN YELL) COME ON. FIRST SURVIVOR ON DECK. WHERE'S OUR FUEL? CO-PILOT: REFUELING TANKER'S ON THE WAY. RADIO: SECOND SURVIVOR ON DECK. JESUS. AAH. UNH! (GRUNTS) HA. UNH! IT'S GONE. NO ANTENNA, NO RADIO. WE'RE BACK IN THE 19TH CENTURY. SKIP... YOU WANT TO CALL IT QUITS, TURN AROUND? WHAT DO YOU THINK? I THINK SHE'S A HELL OF A BOAT! WITH A HELL OF A CREW! AND A HELL OF A SKIPPER! ALL RIGHT THEN, GLOUCESTER! WE'RE COMIN' HOME! BOTH: AAH! OH! AAH. TAKE THE WHEEL! SKIPPER, DON'T! TAKE THE GOD DAMN WHEEL! THAT'S AN ORDER! DAMN! I CAN'T SEE ANYTHING. WHAT'S THE GAUGE SAY? IT'S LOW, JONESY. WHERE ARE THEY? TANKER'S ON THE WAY. JESUS. HOW MANY STOPS ARE THEY MAKING? (THUNDER BOOMS) NO! ARGH! COME ON! NOT AGAIN! (TELEPHONE RINGS) HELLO? ETHEL, THANK GOD! I'M GOING CRAZY HERE. EVEN THE WEATHER GUY'S GONE BANANAS. HAVE YOU HEARD FROM-- HELLO? ETHEL? HELLO-- SHIT! UHH! WHOA! JESUS! CAPTAIN: THERE SHE IS, THANK GOD. LET'S FILL HER UP, SAVE THESE YAHOOS, AND GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE. KING 1-2, WE HAVE VISUAL. AIR FORCE RESCUE 2-3-1, YOU'VE GOT A WET HOSE. UNH! OH! AAH! OH! BUGSY: ALL RIGHT, BOYS. HANG ONTO HIM NOW! MURPHY: GRAB THE CHAINS! MURPHY: HOLD IT NOW! HOLD ON TIGHT, SUL! SULLY: HOLD ON, MURPH! BUGSY: HE'S IN THE WATER! HOLD ON, SKIP! COME ON! GET HIM UP! CAPTAIN: AW! OH, SHIT. HOLD ON! MURPHY: HOLD ON, CAP! COME ON, SKIP! COME ON, SKIP. COME ON! CUT IT DOWN, CAP! (GRUNTS) YEAH! HA HA! YEAH! YEAH! SKIPPER! (CHUCKLES) INDISTINCT CHATTER Bro. It's Pamela. SMOOTH MUSIC (SLURPS) # You know we get down with all the cyber moms. # One of them told me I was hot right now like Tiger Balm. # One of them said, 'Larz, you a teen heart-throb ` # 'make my baby faint; make a tween's heart stop.' # (GRUNTS, RETCHES) Ewww. He's a bit of a grossie, eh? (CHUCKLES SOFTLY) < (GRUNTS) Is that your friend? Him? (CHUCKLES) Nah. < (RETCHES) Ooh. (CHUCKLES) TV: BREAKING NEWS RIGHT OFF THE TOP TONIGHT... ANYTHING YET? NOTHING ABOUT BOATS. QUENTIN: I GOT 4 NINES. BOY: HE'S A LIAR. SHH, LAWRENCE. TV: 2 MOTORISTS DROWNED ON MARBLEHEAD NECK. DAMAGE ESTIMATES ARE AT THE HIGH MILLIONS, AND, FOLKS, THE WORST IS YET TO COME. THE STORM OF THE CENTURY. COASTAL RESIDENTS SHOULD STAY INSIDE, PACK SANDBAGS AGAINST DOOR FRAMES. A REPORT HERE--THE CAPE ANN FISHING INDUSTRY IS IN TATTERS. LOBSTERMEN FROM GLOUCESTER TO SCITUATE HAVE LOST THEIR TRAPS. A MISSING SWORDBOAT THE ANDREA GAIL OUT OF GLOUCESTER WITH A CREW OF 6. AN AIR NATIONAL GUARD RESCUE HELICOPTER HAS BEEN DISPATCHED. AT LOGAN INTERNATIONAL AIRPORT, FLOODED RUNWAYS ARE KEEPING THINGS AT A COMPLETE STANDSTILL THERE. THERE. HUH! (CREW LAUGHS) YEAH! YEAH! YEAH! WE DID IT! BUGSY: ALL RIGHT! WAY TO GO! WE DID IT! YEAH, WE DID IT! BILLY: ALL RIGHT! GET THOSE GODDAMN WINDOWS BOARDED UP! BOBBY: AYE, SKIP! COME ON! BOARD 'EM UP! HA HA HA! TELL THOSE GUYS FORGET IT. WE'LL GET OUR GAS SOMEWHERE ELSE. CO-PILOT: NO! HOLY SHIT! WHAT DO YOU THINK, CAPTAIN? CAPTAIN: HUH. WE'RE RUNNING ON FUMES. KING 1-2, THIS ISN'T GONNA WORK. THIS IS NOT OUR NIGHT. WE'RE ISSUING A MAYDAY. GET COAST GUARD TAMAROA ON THE PIPE, GIVE 'EM OUR COORDINATES. WE'RE DITCHING. (THUNDER) MAYDAY, MAYDAY, MAYDAY. AIR FORCE RESCUE 2-3-1 CALLING COAST GUARD TAMAROA. MAYDAY, MAYDAY, MAYDAY. AIR FORCE RESCUE 2-3-1 CALLING COAST GUARD TAMAROA. KING 1-2 DEPARTING THE AREA. COME ON! COME ON, BUGS! GET IT OUT! GOT IT? WHOA! WHOA! WHOA! OH, ALFRED, YOU ALL RIGHT? HAND IT UP! MURPHY: ALL RIGHT, GUYS, GET READY! BOBBY: HOLD ON! GET IT UP THERE! OH! BOBBY: GET ANOTHER ONE! COME ON! UNH! UNH! WHOA! WHOA! WHOA! GRAB 'EM! GRAB THE BOARDS! MURPHY: WHOA! WHOA! WHOA! GRAB 'EM! GRAB 'EM! THE OTHER BOARD! UNH! AAH. CAPTAIN: HOLD ON, GUYS. TRYING TO GET YOU CLOSER. STAY TOGETHER! MITCHELL: ROGER THAT! (EXPLOSION) AAH! NUMBER ONE'S DOWN! (ENGINE DIES) BAIL! BAIL OUT! LEAVE YOURSELF ENOUGH TIME, OK? I'LL BE FINE. GO, JONESY, GO! BORGERS, YOU'RE NEXT! HOLD ON! HOLD ON! UNH! (GROANS) NOW, JEREMY, NOW! GO! BAIL OUT! SEE YOU, DARRYL! (ENGINE SPUTTERS) NO, NO, NO, NO, NO, NO! HOLY SHIT! UNH! UNH! HUNH! (GASPS) (COUGHS) CO-PILOT: OVER HERE! HEY, WE'RE OVER HERE! HAVE YOU SEEN MITCHELL? NO! WHAT ABOUT JONESY? NOTHING! JUST YOU! GOD DAMN IT! WE DON'T LOSE ANYBODY! COME ON! LAY IT UP! LAY IT UP FLAT! GET IT UP! UNH! HUNH! YAH! SKIP, THEY'RE NOT GONNA MAKE IT! TELL 'EM TO HOLD ON! I'M GONNA TURN THE BOAT! RIGHT NOW! LET'S GO! COME ON! GET IT UP RIGHT NOW! MURPHY: COME ON, GUYS! YOU CAN DO IT! IT'S JAMMED! IT'S JAMMED! UHH! (GRUNTS) LOCK IT DOWN! (GRUNTS) I CAN'T HOLD HER! COME ON! GET IT UP! PUT IT UP NOW! COME ON! THIS IS IT! GET IT ON! IT'S JAMMED! GET IT ON! (GRUNTING) OH. IT'S LOOSE! I GOT IT! MAN OVERBOARD! WHAT?! 2 ON THE SIDE, DRIFTING AFT! SULLY: COME ON! HELP ME! BOBBY: HOLD ON! I GOT YOU! SULLY! AAH! GRAB THE LINE! UNH! WHOA! OH, GOD. HOLD ON, BUGSY! BUGSY! UHH! BUGSY, GRAB IT! GRAB THE GAFFE! HOLD ON! MURPHY: HOLD ON, SULLY! GRAB THE RAIL! (GASPS) COME ON, BUGSY! GRAB IT! BOBBY: GRAB IT! BUGSY! UNH! WHERE'S BUGS?! (COUGHS) THERE! RIGHT THERE! CO-PILOT: COME ON! LET'S GO! I'M HERE, JEREMY! I'M HERE! I GOT YOU! WE'RE HERE! HEY, TALK TO ME, 'J'! TALK TO ME! I'M ALL BUSTED UP, CAP. I CAN'T BREATHE. HEY, MITCH, HAVE YOU SEEN JONESY? NO. GO FIND HIM! GO FIND JONESY! GO GET HIM! UHH! OH! (COUGHS) UNH! (COUGHS) (SULLY MOANS) BOYS, THAT'S IT. WE CAN'T MAKE IT. WE'RE TURNING AROUND. AAH. NO! COME ON, CAP! WE CAN DO IT! WHAT ABOUT OUR CATCH? WE'LL MUG IT NEXT TIME. THIS PIECE OF WATER BELONGS TO US. FISH WILL GATHER AGAIN FOR THE ANDREA GAIL. WHEN WE COME BACK... IT'S GONNA BE THE TURNAROUND OF ALL TIME! TEXTBOOK. SO GET READY! (WIND HOWLS) TV: BILL BICKMAN FOR LIVE EYE NEWS. NOW BACK TO YOU IN THE STUDIO, TERRY. I'M TERRY ANDERSON, CONTINUING NOW WITH OUR LIVE COVERAGE OF THE STORM OF THE CENTURY. PICTURES JUST IN OF THE DEVASTATION. NEW ENGLAND'S ROCKY COAST MARRED FOREVER BY THIS HALLOWEEN HORROR. MILES AND MILES OF SHORELINE TORN UP BY THESE POWERFUL WINDS, WAVES, AND ULTRA HIGH TIDES. IF IT WERE GOOD NEWS, HE WOULD'VE CALLED US. THE NEWS IS THE RESCUE HELICOPTER HAD TO DITCH. WE CAN'T RAISE THE ANDREA GAIL. WHAT DOES THAT MEAN? WE DON'T KNOW ANYTHING. BUT IF ANYONE CAN SURVIVE THIS STORM, IT'S THAT GODDAMN BILLY TYNE. I'LL GIVE HIM THAT. WHAT DO YOU WANT, CREDIT FOR HAVING THE GUTS TO WALK IN HERE? I DO. GIVE IT TO HIM. HOW YOU DOING, QUENTIN? VERY GOOD, GOVERNOR. YOU'RE COUNTING YOUR MONEY. AND MY GUY'S OUT THERE RISKING HIS LIFE FOR A BUNCH OF STUPID FISH. THAT'S THE GAME. I HATE THE GAME! I HATE THE GODDAMN GAME! DO YOU HEAR ME?! DO YOU READ ME, GOVERNOR? DO YOU?! DO YOU READ ME?! CHRIS, NO! NO, NO, NO! (CHRIS SOBBING) NO... (SHOUTING) COULD YOU SEE HIM? I COULDN'T SEE ANYTHING! LOOK! THERE'S THE CUTTER! HEY! HEY! HERE! HEY! HAVE THEM PUT OUT THE CARGO NET! CARGO NET, AYE, SIR! PUT ME ALONGSIDE THEM! I WANT 5 MEN ON THAT NET! AND GET THE LIGHT OUT THERE! OK, GUYS, HOOK IN! (GRUNTING) PICK IT UP! THERE! THERE! KEEP YOUR LIGHT ON THOSE SWIMMERS! GET READY! RELEASE THE NET NOW! OK, NOW, JEREMY, SWIM! SWIM! ENGINES ALL STOP! ENGINES ALL STOP! KEEP MOVING AHEAD! MOVE US ON AHEAD! GET READY! COME ON! HANG ON! HANG ON! HANG ON! YOU CAN DO IT! GRAB THE NET! COME ON! COME ON! (SHOUTING) HELP! HELP! ALL RIGHT! LET'S DO IT AGAIN. IF THEY CAN'T GET TO US, WE'LL GET TO THEM. GO UP SWELL AND DRIFT DOWN. BROADSIDE, CAPTAIN? ISN'T IT A LITTLE TOO DANGEROUS? IT'S TOO HAIRY FOR US! I'M NOT GONNA LET 2 MEN DROWN! HOLD ON, JER! JUST HOLD ON! WHEN I SAY 'NOW,' YOU GO FULL THROTTLE. GOT IT? ONLY GONNA GET ONE CHANCE AT THIS. AND THEN? WE PRAY. WAIT. WAIT! WAIT! WAIT. NOW! FASTER! UHH! AH HA HA! HA HA! WE DID IT, SKIPPER! WE DID IT! HEY! GUYS, WE'RE ALIVE! WE MADE THE TURN! WE DID IT! (LAUGHING AND CHEERING) WE DID IT! HEY, SKIP! I'M GIVIN' YOU NOTICE. THIS IS MY LAST TRIP. IF WE GET BACK, I'M GOING RIGHT TO SALISBURY BEACH WITH CHRIS. WE'RE RIDIN' THOSE GO-CARTS FULL-TIME! HA HA! HA HA HA! WHAT DO YOU THINK, SKIP? WE'RE DOING 12 KNOTS. WE KEEP THIS UP, MAKE IT THROUGH TILL DAWN, WE MIGHT GET OUT OF HERE! (BOTH LAUGHING) THEY'RE COMING AROUND, JEREMY! I CAN'T MAKE IT, CAP. THEY'RE COMING FOR YOU. NO, YOU'RE WRONG, JER! THEY'RE COMING FOR US! I'M NOT GONNA LEAVE YOU HERE, JER. THAT GIVES US ONE CHANCE TO GRAB AHOLD OF THOSE NETS. YOU ROGER THAT? OK. BACK FULL! O.D.: BACK FULL ON! (CREWMEN SHOUTING) YOU GOTTA SWIM NOW, JER! COME ON! YOU'RE GONNA MAKE IT! KEEP GOING! KEEP GOING! KEEP GOING! GET TO THE NET! COME ON, REACH OUT! GRAB IT, JER! JUST GRAB IT! COME ON! GRAB ON! GOOD! COME ON! GIVE US YOUR HAND. CLIMB! CLIMB! REACH! UHH! HEY! WE LOST ONE! HE'S OFF THE NET! COME ON! COME ON! GIVE ME YOUR HAND! OHH! YOU GOTTA REACH AND GRAB IT WITH EVERYTHING YOU'VE GOT! EVERYTHING YOU'VE GOT! BRING IT UP! BRING IT UP! COME ON, GUYS! HOLD ON! PULL! THAT'S IT. THAT'S IT. WE GOT 'EM! YES! GET 'EM INSIDE AND CLEAR THIS DECK. AYE, CAPTAIN! ALL AHEAD! SECURE WEATHER DECK! (COUGHING) HOW YOU DOIN'? ALL RIGHT, LET'S GO, LET'S GO. THERE'S ANOTHER MAN OUT THERE! THERE'S ANOTHER MAN! JONESY! JONESY! JONESY... SKIP, WE'RE GONNA MAKE IT. SHE'S NOT GONNA LET US OUT. NO. YEAH! YEAH, COME ON, YOU BITCH! COME ON! COME ON! COME ON! COME ON. WE GOTTA GET OUT! HOW DO WE DO THIS, SKIP? NO SCHOOL FOR IT. NEVER WAS. THIS IS GONNA BE HARD ON MY LITTLE BOY. BOBBY, I'M SORRY I GOT YOU INTO THIS. SKIP, WE MADE THE RIGHT CALL. WE HAD TO TRY. WE WERE SO CLOSE. HEY, IT WAS A HELL OF A FIGHT, THOUGH. HUH? LET'S GET OUT OF HERE, HUH? OK. (THINKING) CHRISTINA... CHRISTINA, CAN YOU HEAR ME? I DON'T KNOW IF YOU CAN, BUT I'M TALKING TO YOU, BABY. DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH I LOVE YOU? I LOVED YOU THE MOMENT I SAW YOU. I LOVE YOU NOW, AND I'LL LOVE YOU FOREVER. NO GOODBYE. THERE'S ONLY LOVE, CHRISTINA. ONLY LOVE. NEWS ANCHOR: IT'S BEEN A WEEK OF ROUND-THE-CLOCK FLIGHTS INVOLVING THE COMBINED EFFORTS OF HALF A DOZEN NORTHEAST AIR RESCUE STATIONS. HOWEVER, AS OF THIS HOUR, THE COAST GUARD HAS OFFICIALLY SUSPENDED ITS SEARCH FOR AIR NATIONAL GUARD PARARESCUE JUMPER MILLARD JONES. HE LEAVES A WIFE AND 3 DAUGHTERS. THE SEARCH FOR THE ANDREA GAIL, THE SWORDBOAT OUT OF GLOUCESTER, HAS ALSO BEEN PERMANENTLY SUSPENDED AFTER AIRCRAFT COVERED 116,000 SQUARE MILES OF OCEAN WITHOUT FINDING A SINGLE SURVIVOR. WE'LL HAVE MORE NEWS AFTER THESE MESSAGES. CHOIR: ` ETERNAL FATHER ` ` STRONG TO SAVE ` ` WHOSE ARM DOTH BIND ` ` THE RESTLESS WAVE ` ` WHO BID'ST THE MIGHTY OCEAN DEEP ` ` ITS OWN APPOINTED LIMITS KEEP ` ` O HEAR US WHEN WE CRY TO THEE ` ` FOR THOSE IN PERIL ON THE SEA ` I KNEW BILLY TYNE. I DID NOT KNOW HIS CREW VERY WELL, BUT ANY MAN WHO SAILED WITH HIM MUST HAVE BEEN THE BETTER FOR IT. ROBERT SHATFORD, DALE MURPHY, MICHAEL MORAN, DAVID SULLIVAN, ALFRED PIERRE-- MAY YOU REST EASY, LONGLINERS, IN FAIR WINDS AND CALM SEAS. FOR THOSE OF US LEFT BEHIND, THE VAST UNMARKED GRAVE WHICH IS HOME FOR THOSE LOST AT SEA IS OF NO CONSOLATION. IT CAN'T BE VISITED. THERE IS NO HEADSTONE ON WHICH TO REST A BUNCH OF FLOWERS. THE ONLY PLACE WE CAN REVISIT THEM IS IN OUR HEARTS OR IN OUR DREAMS. THEY SAY SWORDBOATMEN SUFFER FROM A LACK OF DREAMS. THAT'S WHAT BEGETS THEIR COURAGE. WELL, WE'LL DREAM FOR YOU, BILLY AND BOBBY AND MURPH, BUGSY, SULLY, AND ALFRED PIERRE. SLEEP WELL. GOOD NIGHT. CHRIS: I'LL BE ASLEEP, AND THEN ALL OF A SUDDEN, THERE HE IS. THAT BIG SMILE. YOU KNOW THAT SMILE. AND I SAY, 'HEY, BOBBY. WHERE YOU BEEN?' BUT HE WON'T TELL ME. HE JUST SMILES AND SAYS, 'REMEMBER I'LL ALWAYS LOVE YOU, CHRISTINA. 'I LOVE YOU NOW, AND I'LL LOVE YOU FOREVER. THERE'S NO GOODBYE. ONLY LOVE.' AND THEN HE'S GONE. BUT HE'S ALWAYS HAPPY WHEN HE GOES, SO I KNOW HE'S GOTTA BE OK. ABSOLUTELY OK. I LOVE YOUR DREAM. BOBBY: THE FOG'S JUST LIFTING. YOU THROW OFF YOUR BOW LINE, THROW OFF YOUR STERN. HEAD OUT THE SOUTH CHANNEL PAST ROCKY NECK AND TENPOUND ISLAND, PAST NILES POND--WHERE I SKATED AS A KID. BLOW YOUR AIR HORN, AND YOU THROW A WAVE TO THE LIGHTHOUSE KEEPER'S KID ON THATCHER ISLAND. THEN THE BIRDS SHOW UP-- BLACKBACKS AND HERRING GULLS, BIG DUMP DUCKS. THE SUN HITS YOU. YOU HEAD NORTH, OPEN UP TO 12--STEAMING NOW. THE GUYS ARE BUSY, YOU'RE IN CHARGE. AND YOU KNOW WHAT? YOU'RE A GODDAMN SWORDBOAT CAPTAIN. IS THERE ANYTHING BETTER IN THE WORLD? www.tvnz.co.nz/access-services Captions were made possible with funding from NZ On Air. Captioning NZ 2003 ` HERE WE ARE ` ` IN THE GRAYS OF WINTER ` ` HERE WE ARE ` ` JUST ME AND YOU ` ` HOLD MY HAND ` ` LET'S FACE TOMORROW ` ` TOMORROW STILL HOLDS OUT ITS HANDS TO YOU ` ` THIS PRECIOUS TIME ` ` WE'VE ONLY BORROWED ` ` THE AUTUMN WINDS ` ` HAVE BLOWN ON THROUGH ` ` A QUIET THOUGHT ` ` WILL TELL OUR STORY ` ` TOMORROW STILL HOLDS OUT ITS HANDS TO YOU ` ` YES, TOMORROW STILL HOLDS OUT ITS HANDS TO YOU ` ` HERE'S SOME WINGS ` ` THEY'RE YOURS FOREVER ` ` AND HERE'S SOME DREAMS ` ` THAT WILL COME TRUE ` ` TAKE THESE TEARS ` ` WASH AWAY YOUR SORROW ` ` TOMORROW STILL HOLDS OUT ITS HANDS TO YOU ` ` YES, TOMORROW STILL HOLDS OUT ITS HANDS TO YOU ` ` YES, TOMORROW STILL HOLDS OUT ITS HANDS TO YOU `