Blue Lagoon: The Awakening

[ALARM CLOCK BEEPING]

[THE KICK'S "HAWK EYES" PLAYING]

Hey

[ALARM TURNS OFF]

[ALARM CLOCK BUZZING]

[ALARM STOPS]

Systematic, post-traumatic

Girl is on the y

Breathe in, let it out

Taste your heart and spit it out

Face down in the dirt

Fall in love, she'll make it hurt

The way she's moving

Hey

Has got me running out of my head

The way she's grooving

Hey

Makes me wish that I was dead

Hawk eyes

She knows she's in control

Of my mind

And she's got my soul

It's 7:
15, you guys.

Cut down, earth, mud

Drink it back and take the rush

Slap your face and knock you out

Killing's what she's all about

Land mines, warning signs

You're gonna be late.

I know.

Cut, knife, feel the sting

Girl has got a hold on me

The way she's moving

Hey

[CAR HORN HONKING]

God, that guy's such an ass.

Stacey.

STACEY:

What? He almost just ran me over.

BARBARA:

You shouldn't get out that side.

Go out that side.

Hey, honey, did you get the list?

I've already done it.

Great.

STACEY:
Of course.

Really?

Girls.

I hear it all day.

"Your sister was a great student.

Emma loved this book."

Stace, enough.

I have a showing at 5.

I'll be home around 6.

Dinner requests?

Anything's good. Bye, Mom.

Bye, sweetie. I love you.

She's the perfect girl

and I'm the bad sister.

No, you're not.

Have a great day, honey.

[CLASS BELL RINGS]

Breathe, Em. They're probably

gonna talk about stuff we know.

I'm only going

to get out of first period.

We can be a little late.

Not really.

Oh, my dog, you're going to explode

if you stay this tight.

Speaking of tight...

Hey, Emma.

"Hey, Emma"?

He fricking knows your name.

I guess.

Stephen Sullivan knows your name.

Can we go to class now, please?

Will you sleep with him? For me. Ha, ha.

CHRISTIANSEN:

All right, listen up, everybody.

The bus will be leaving

at 7 a.m. sharp tomorrow,

so be on time. Otherwise...

Whoa. Sorry, prom queen.

CHRISTIANSEN:
Find a seat. Let's go.

What?

I expect it from Mr. McMullen,

but I'd hope better from you, Emma.

Sorry, Mr. Christiansen.

All right.

So tomorrow the bus will be leaving

at 7 a.m. sharp, all right?

Be on time or the bus

will be leaving without you.

How'd Lonely Boy get on this trip?

Daddy probably bought his way on.

What?

You know I can hear you, right?

CHRISTIANSEN:

For the first five days,

we'll be helping to renovate a school

with Project Humanity.

The last three days,

we'll be exploring the island

and going on cultural excursions,

and it should be a lot of fun.

So headline:

Stephen knows Emma's name.

Say what?

I'll trade you for your burger.

You can have it.

You sure?

Yeah, I just wanted the fries.

JUDE:
Okay, so Emma and Stephen?

I kind of like that.

LIZZIE:
Yeah.

We have one week on the island

to work our magic

and get Emma here

laid by the quarterback.

Do I have a say in this?

No, not at all.

We're there to be helping people.

I'm trying to "help" you.

We have jobs to do.

I have looked at the itinerary.

You made the itinerary.

GIRLS:
Ha, ha, ha.

The school has every day

and night planned.

So? We'll change the plans.

That's life, right?

Oh, and BT-dubs, l just found out

carnival in Trinidad

is when we're there.

JUDE:

Oh, my God.

I totally have to get a new bathing suit.

Really?

What?

Emma's scoping Lonely Boy.

HELEN:
He was in my middle school.

He used to be really nice.

LIZZIE:
Yeah, used to be.

I heard he got kicked out

of the last school he was in.

I think he's kind of cute,

in a Rebel Without a Cause,

Holden Caulfield kind of way.

LIZZIE:

Let me make it simple.

Girls like our Em don't hook up

with freaks like what's-his-face,

especially when she's got

the quarterback on the hook.

You can hand me that.

BOY 1:
Busted!

BOY 2:
Loser.

COLLIER:
To the principal's office.

DEAN:
Well, then lead the way.

BOY 3:
Oh, yeah.

BOY 4:
Whoo.

BOY 5:
Way to go, pal.

BOY 6:
Well done.

Looks like someone's

not going on the trip.

WOMAN [ON RADIO]:

Well, folks,

it looks like we're in for another...

PHIL:

Wow, how long you planning

on staying?

You can never be too prepared, Phil.

Ah.

Thank you, guys, so much

for letting me go.

PHIL:

No worries, sweetie.

So I had to take a second mortgage out

and Mom has to sell an extra mansion.

Shh. Don't tell her that.

Oh.

I love our kids so much.

Heh, heh, heh.

lf this is for an eight-day trip, what's

it gonna be like to send her to college?

I know.

I'm thinking we have to move

to Princeton with you.

PHIL:
I support that idea. Yep.

Right?

Wouldn't you love that?

Hm.

What are you talking about,

you don't wanna go?

Know what strings I had to pull

to get you on this trip?

For who, Dad, me or you?

I don't even wanna go

on this stupid trip.

I'm gonna be forced to hang

with people I never talk to anyway.

It's an opportunity, son.

[SIGHS]

It's a chance to do something

for someone other than yourself.

Can we go?

We're gonna be late.

I'd be stuck here, and you'd have

to look at my face all week.

[]

Let's go, gang. All aboard!

Be careful.

CHRISTIANSEN:
Emma, Lizzie.

Be safe.

CHRISTIANSEN:
Say bye.

Love you.

CHRISTIANSEN:
Let's get a move.

Dean, be safe.

Will do, Father.

How you doing, Emma?

Crazy early, right? Heh, heh.

Heh.

That was two sentences.

He's upping his game.

You are so getting laid.

[]

COLLIER:

Okay, everybody, listen up.

Project starts tomorrow.

We have a few hours today

to get settled in and hang by the pool.

Then we're all gonna go

have dinner.

[STUDENTS CHEER]

What'd I tell you, Em?

Screw your schedule.

This is gonna be the best ever.

[UPBEAT POP SONG IN FOREIGN

LANGUAGE PLAYING]

Hm. No locals. Damn. Oh, well.

Who's the lucky boy?

Don't worry, Em.

I'm not gonna steal

your quarterback.

All right, ladies. Let's do this.

One, two...

[ALL SCREAMING]

STEPHEN:

Yeah, ladies.

[ALL LAUGHING

AND CHATTERING]

LIZZIE:

Ah! Don't splash me.

Gotcha.

No!

[ALL CHEERING

AND CHATTERING]

[UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING]

All right, man, good job.

Spread it out now.

Hey, hey, hey. Be careful up there.

DEAN:
Whatever you say, boss.

He's gonna get freaking killed

and ruin it for all of us.

Four, five, six

You should get some lotion

on your shoulders.

You're gonna burn.

It's a hot, hot season

Whoa, oh, oh

Day two

and first contact has been made?

Yes, please.

This is gonna be easier

than I thought. Heh, heh.

Looks like Mama's

getting some vac-action.

Aah!

Game on, dudes.

Skyping.

With the 'rentals.

Okay, get off now.

Seriously, it's urgent.

BARBARA [ON COMPUTER]:

Honey, are you all right?

Um-- Uh, yeah. Sorry, Ms. Collier

is calling lights out.

All right, go ahead.

We love you. Have fun.

Get a good night's sleep, babe.

Love you. Bye.

BARBARA:
Bye, honey.

PHIL:
Good night.

I'm downstairs buying toothpaste

because I ran out.

Can you believe they charge--?

Losing.

Okay.

Headline:
Carnival party tonight

on some local dude's boat. I know.

And Stephen invited us,

and he singled you out, young Emma.

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