Blue Crush 2

(POP SONG PLAYING)

DANA:
Hey, Dad, did you get stuck in traffic?

How many times have I told you? No biking on Sunset.

You wanna be some movie producer's roadkill?

I bought you the Beemer for a reason.

Okay, okay. I'll drive it.

Up the 101 Freeway to UC Santa Barbara.

Dana...

Have you even looked at the catalog I gave you?

You're gonna study fish and surf all day?

I can't even talk to you.

Hey, you've got a free ride to a top school.

You're going, case closed. Why?

So I can score some high-paying job

rotting behind some desk all day to pay for all this?

Okay, maybe "rotting" was a poor choice.

I don't have time for this.

You never have time.

Dad, I appreciate you work hard, I really do.

But I would suffocate in that world.

I'm like Mom, I'm too much of a free spirit.

Where did you get that, "free spirit"?

It's from her journal, Dad.

You should never have brought her to LA.

This is what really killed her, not the cancer.

(SCOFFS)

Dana, give me a break. You were five

years old, you barely knew her.

(SLOW POP SONG PLAYING)

High five.

YOUNG DANA:
(LAUGHS) It's funny.

Get that camera out of my face.

Look at that, it's right over there.

Come on, guys. Come on, lunch is ready.

YOUNG DANA:
Daddy, can I try the camera?

CATHERINE:
Dana, go get your bucket,

the waves are gonna get it.

Go get your bucket out of the sea.

This is fun.

CATHERINE:
Look out, that's a big wave.

Come, let's build a sand castle.

I'm gonna get you. I'm gonna get you.

(LAUGHING)

CATHERINE:
Last night I had a dream

where I took my little Dana back

home to South Africa with me

and showed her the Bay of Plenty and Cave Rock,

Vulamanzi Point and Banana Reef.

All the way down the Wild Coast

to Coffee Bay and Bruce's.

Finally we reached Jeffrey's Bay,

the one place I've always dreamed of surfing.

If only I could take her there.

If only she could see these places,

maybe she could see me, too.

But that can never happen now.

I'm out of time.

And I'm afraid I'll never get back home.

DANA:
Dad, by the time you get

back from your business trip,

I'll be in South Africa.

I think you and I could use some time apart.

And I think it's time I learned more about Mom.

It's just something I have to do.

Don't worry about me. I'll be

fine, as always. Love, Dana.

First trip to South Africa?

Yeah, it is.

Visiting family?

Um...

Kind of.

Well, enjoy.

Thank you.

MAN:
Let me guess,

California girl going south to find winter swell.

Is it that obvious?

Well, flight to Durban, surf city.

Roxy sunglasses, ocean hair.

How very CSI of you.

(CHUCKLES) Well, that and The Bomb.

Ah!

Well, every surfer gets it. Yeah.

I'm Grant. Dana.

Nice to meet you, California girl.

Where you headed?

I don't have a plan.

Nice.

A real beach bum.

Yeah.

Well, if you make it down south, look me up.

I'll buy you a smoothie at my bar.

It's called Sally Can't Surf.

Cool, thanks.

Pleasure.

(PEOPLE CLAMORING)

(PLAYING UPBEAT MUSIC)

DRIVER:
Taxi? Taxi?

Miss, where are you going?

Where can I catch a bus to the beach?

There are no buses today, miss.

Hey! What are you doing?

Special holiday. Have a good price.

No problem, I'll give good price.

MAN ON PA:
Attention, passengers.

This bus is leaving for Durban

City Beach in two minutes.

Sorry.

Move the bag.

I'm sorry, this seat's taken.

Yeah? Who takes it?

Her.

Hey, you're late. I saved you a seat.

(SPEAKING ZULU)

Pushy.

I'll say. What a creep.

I mean, my name is Pushy.

Oh.

That's unusual. What does it mean in your language?

Pushy. Like "pushy"?

Actually, my Zulu name is Nokuthula.

Which means...

"Be quiet."

What?

Never seen a white girl riding the bus before.

Well, I've never seen a black girl who surfs.

Well, if you're lucky,

maybe you'll get a chance to

observe it for the first time.

Maybe you'll learn something.

Well, if that particular scenario presents itself,

don't be surprised if I'm not

the one who gets schooled.

That's New Pier.

She throws killer sets almost every day.

Best spot in the city.

Let's do it.

You cool? Yeah, I'll see you there.

Looks decent.

Decent?

Better than Malibu, I bet.

My advice to you is to sit wide,

smile, wait for a wrap-around set

and maybe you'll catch a little ride.

Sh*t.

What?

Don't tell me you're afraid of 4-foot waves.

No, it's not the waves, it's her. Tara.

(POP SONG PLAYING)

Wow, Tara can surf.

So, what do we do, just jump in?

Sometimes it's the only way.

(BOTH WHOOPING)

It's mobbed enough out here, go surf South Beach.

There's plenty of waves out here, Tara.

Yeah, for me. Not you, or Barbie there.

Hey, you stay out of my way and I'll stay out of yours.

Yeah? You better explain the

pecking order to her, Push.

Hate to have to educate her the hard way.

Let's go. I hate this aggro vibe.

Hell, no. I just flew 23 hours in coach. I'm surfing.

Gidget alert. Coming through.

MAN 1:
You here for your surf

lesson? (MEN LAUGHING)

MAN 2:
Hey, Baywatch, how you doing?

MAN 3:
Did your daddy buy you an antique surf board?

(ROCK SONG PLAYING)

I got it.

No, you don't.

Wow. Yeah, it was a nice wave.

No, I mean, whoa, you stole one from the queen bee.

Talk about getting schooled.

Yeah, Tara needs to loosen her sphincter up.

Let's go.

Great. Now every knob thinks they can surf.

Outside!

Out of the way, Barbie.

Move!

Hey, I said I had it. Hey!

TARA:
Sh*t!

(GASPING)

What do you think you were doing? Sh*t!

You could have killed me! Get

out of the water, you idiot!

You dropped in on her, Tara!

Damn it!

Why do you have to be such a...

Such a what? God!

That's right. Run away.

And don't come back!

Is that how it is in South Africa?

Screw her.

You snagged the barrel of the day

out there. Right in their faces.

Yeah, but I busted my board!

Better the board than your head.

It was my mom's. I can't replace it.

I can't believe it!

No. No, no.

DANA:
This can't be happening.

Sh*t.

Your money?

I don't care about that.

My mother's carving's gone.

Yeah. These lockers are pretty flimsy.

Really?

You know what? I'm sorry.

Can you just leave me alone? Please?

(SIGHS)

JOEL:
Dana, give me a break. You barely knew her.

(SOBBING) Hi, I'd like to make a

collect call to the United States.

Area code 31 0-467...

PUSHY:
You must be hungry.

We're grilling a fish tonight.

Hang up.

Come on, give it one more chance.

What kind of fish?

My dad would freak if he saw me doing this.

(LAUGHS) He would drag me home for sure.

Well, if he knew where I was.

Your dad doesn't know you're in Africa?

Oh, man. You are in trouble, girl.

(BOTH LAUGHING)

No, I doubt that. I'm actually not

sure he even knows I'm gone.

What?

Thanks, man.

Thank you. Cheers.

This is where you live?

Yes.

And these people are my family.

Hey, guys. WOMAN: Hi.

DANA:
This might be paradise.

Wait a minute. What the hell is she doing here?

Uh...

She lives here.

What?

She lives with you? All right, strike

"paradise," insert "hell."

What is her deal anyway?

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