Masquerade

Hit it!

Go!

Drive!

Check it out, Tim!

Come on, Jack!

Jack, harder!

Ready about!

Hard alee!

Let's go! Let's go!

Guys, come on, bring it in!

- Get the jib!

- Cannonball is outpointing us.

Trim it!

Trimming the jib sheet

for speed now!

Let's go! Let's go!

Come on!

Drive!

I need more helm.

Traveler up.

Okay, guys.

Hold the boom!

Hold it down!

- Get it up!

- Watch the boom!

Duck!

We got them.

I think we got them.

Come on. Come on.

Hit it!

Go! Hit it!

Drive! Check it out!

Sh*t!

Be at Four Winds at 6:30.

- Mr. Morrison...

- I won't spend money to lose!

It takes a long time

to get a boat right.

She kicked ass to windward.

Yeah, she did that.

She'll be awesome

when we get her tuned.

If I'm not in the poorhouse!

Hi, Jillian.

This is Tim Whalen.

Jillian Wilde.

- Hi.

- I'm out of here.

Obsession is spending

the summer in the yard.

Tim's gonna stay with her.

Anybody have a chauffeur's cottage

or garage apartment available?

I'll ask around.

Got to keep my captain happy.

This is the first summer

I've looked forward to in years.

He really trusts me.

Who?

Your husband.

C.G.

Thank God.

It's not that painful, is it?

No, that's the problem.

It feels too good to stop.

We could always give it a try.

Maybe we should stop... this.

Or maybe this.

Wait, wait, wait.

What?

You want your birthday

present, don't you?

You remembered.

That's more than my husband did.

You want me to put these on?

I can't bite them off if you don't.

Olivia Lawrence.

Marjorie Little.

Kathleen Monahan.

I love you, Dad.

Liv!

Mike.

How are you?

Get in.

What's this?

- I'm a cop.

- Yeah, I can see that.

I thought you were gonna study law.

I did. I worked my little buns off,

took the state police

forensics course,

and now I am the law.

- When did you get in?

- Last night.

You seen anybody?

No. I've been in the house all day.

I'm sorry about your mom.

Thanks.

Headquarters to 209.

That's me.

Respond to Le French Crepe,

Main and Hampton.

Theft of service. 10-4?

10-4.

It's a ditch and dine.

I gotta roll.

First major crime wave

of the summer.

- Okay.

- Okay.

Lawrence dropped them off.

Two minutes later... boom!

Six people are dead.

Harbormaster said

they never knew what hit them.

Your old man's

a real barrel of laughs.

Two or three

propane explosions each year

Not much sense getting killed

because of a $5 piece of flexihose.

Why don't we

take a look right now?

Thanks, Sam.

If he needs it, use it.

I heard Obsession is gonna be in

most of the summer.

Morrison's doing about

200 thous' worth of work.

Jesus!

If I wasn't doing it, I'd swear his

hot-sh*t captain was in for a taste.

He told me to take my time,

only use the best.

Maybe he just wants a summer

in the Hamptons.

I gotta go.

Did you ever meet him

on the Southern Circuit?

- Who's that?

- Tim Whalen, Morrison's captain.

I heard of him.

I never met him.

It's funny.

I know I've seen him somewhere.

You coming to dinner this week?

- How's Wednesday?

- I'll tell your mother.

I'll see you later, Pop.

How you doing?

- Hey, Tommy.

- Captain.

I got some parts

for you to look at.

May I please see your invitation, sir?

It's all right, Mike.

He's with me.

Nice to see you, Mrs. Morrison.

I didn't see your name

on the invitation list.

I'm crashing.

- You look incredible.

- Thank you.

- Have one on me, okay?

- Okay.

I understand youre teaching

at the club.

I just started.

Well, my two little granddaughters

already have mad crushes on you.

There's someone

I want you to meet.

The Lawrence girl.

Terrible about her mother, huh?

Olivia Lawrence,

Tim Whalen.

Of course you know

Brooke Morrison.

Hello, Mrs. Morrison.

- Hi.

- Nice to meet you.

Well, Tim, dance with this young lady

while Brooke and I gossip.

- Mrs. Chase...

- It'll be good for you.

Come along, Brooke, darling.

Would you like to dance?

Who is the guy

you were dancing with... boyfriend?

No.

Good.

209. Headquarters to 209.

Resume normal patrol

until 0100. 10-4?

10-4. I'll be in in 10 minutes.

Put some coffee on for me,

all right, Bernadette?

10-4.

You ever been

to the Hamptons before?

No. Mr. Morrison's had Obsession

down south since I've been on it.

Me, too...

You ever meet a man named Gateworth

on the Southern Circuit?

Yeah. He's a real jerk.

He's here tonight over at the bar.

He's my mother's last husband.

I guess I put my foot

in my mouth, huh?

I should have worn

my mint-flavored shoes.

We got into a beef in Bermuda.

He rammed me

coming into the harbor.

He shouldn't be allowed

to tail a jib sheet.

You sail.

Since before I could walk.

Would you like to go out

sometime... on the water?

Are you a member at the club?

You should come down.

I'm there every day.

I guess... time to go.

How about Wednesday?

Wednesday's great. 2:00?

Okay.

Hi.

Looks like you two got along.

Yeah, she's a nice kid.

She's about the richest nice kid

on the east coast.

Really?

The only thing money's good for

is to make a boat go faster.

Hi, Tony.

When did you get here?

- That Tony Gateworth.

- Steady, Tony.

He's drunk again.

He's never sober.

Well, well, well.

Please don't embarrass both of us.

I'm not the one climbing

all over boat n*ggers.

When did you start

chasing after white trash?

I don't.

Milady.

Save your breath, Olivia.

I don't care what the offer is,

the answer is no.

All I'm asking is that you talk

to Theodore Cantrell

and see if you can

work something out.

You think I'm going to give up

Aspen or Hobe Sound

or summers here?

Forget it.

Anyway, my dear,

you know your mother

wanted me here with you.

You fooled her.

You never fooled me.

Hi. Anne Briscoe.

You must be Tony's stepdaughter.

Yeah. Olivia Lawrence.

Darling, could you send somebody

down to the cleaners to get my dress?

Alberto will be happy to do it.

What is the princess's problem?

A little b*tch.

Not only is Gateworth living

off my money,

but he's trying to run my life.

Unfortunately, my dear,

this office drew up the will.

Short of his remarrying,

there's no way to keep Mr. Gateworth

out of any of the residences.

Maybe I should just buy a house.

You already own eight, Olivia.

They're not mine as long as

he can come and go as he pleases.

Key money?

How much income does he get

from Mummy's estate?

228,000 last quarter.

If you were to marry, your husband

would be in the same situation

once you had a baby.

The child would inherit your estate.

Your husband would be generously

provided for during his lifetime.

Gateworth is getting a million a year.

He's not going to need key money.

Apparently, it's not enough.

He's usually in trouble

six weeks into the quarter.

How could he be?

You lose $112,000 in 3 days

in Atlantic City,

you can probably use extra cash.

Would it be legal?

Could he ever get back in?

Not if he signed a quitclaim

against his right of occupancy.

Let's try it.

I'll see what I can do.

You realize, though,

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