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Did she like it, hm?

Did she like it, babe?

- No, baby, don't...

- Did she? Come on, talk me through it.

- Don't.

- What do you think?

- Sandy...

- She like that?

- Welcome home. Whatever.

- Come on, baby.

- Are you serious?

- Come on, yeah.

Babe, Kylie's been waiting for you

for f***ing hours.

No, Mum's inside. F*** off!

(Whispers) Oh, babe.

- That's amazing.

- No. I can't do this any more.

Oh, do what? Do what?

Come here. Come here!

F***ing come here!

Good night, Victor.

Just...

I just wanna...

F***! Sandra!

- (Billy) Come on, Victor, hurry up!

- Shut the f*** up!

Sandra!

(Jake) Yo, mate, come on!

Sh*t.

See what I mean?

She wants me to come see the kids,

and then she doesn't.

What's that about?

- I don't know, mate.

- Just get in.

(Victor) F*** it.

There you are.

F***, what a loser.

Oi, boys!

Boys! Get up!

Nathan, get up!

(Whoops) Small and glassy, brother,

just the way you like it!

Oi, get up!

Get up, boys!

Small and glassy!

Hey!

(Whooping)

Oi, let's do this!

(Andy) Come on.

(Scotty) Get up!

(Andy) I know you're up.

- Go on!

- You're up.

Hey, if it isn't the man himself, huh?

Go crash a car.

(Scotty) Okey-dokey.

Yeah, it's hell small

but it's pretty glassy.

- Good morning.

- (Giggles)

(Fergus) Whoo.

Oh, yeah.

I'm sorry about last night, dude.

F***, man, it's all right.

What happened to the car, anyway?

Oh, f***! F***!

(Both laugh)

It'll be all right.

How are you doing, brother? Prepped?

You pumped? You ready? Let's do this.

Oi, Nato, hurry up, man.

It's glassy as!

Huh?

Jess! (Whistles)

Flop it away.

Shut up.

Whoo!

Oh, yeah!

(Scotty) You too, Fergs.

Come on, mate!

(Fergus) Hm?

(Jesse) Come on!

I was gonna work on my tan.

Your tan?

Grab it.

What?

Come on.

Keep your legs together.

Always keep your legs together, OK?

Just paddle, paddle, paddle,

one, two, three, jump!

Yeah! Rippin'.

What's Andy doing with Fergus?

(Andy) All right, sweet.

(Fergus) Yeah.

All right.

(Laughs) You... You put it on your back foot.

Oi, Andy! Hurry up!

Before we paddle out...

Wait for a sec. Wait for a sec.

Yeah.

And then I'll tell you when to go, all right?

Follow me.

I'm coming!

(Jesse) Hurry up! Hurry up, you homo.

Good on ya, Ferg!

You get a couple or what?

Hanging with the big boys now, mate.

Wow. It's wild.

(Nathan) What?

(Fergus) The beach like that.

Well, check this out.

(Scotty) Is he serious?

(They laugh)

- (Camply) Check this out.

- Check this out.

Check me out.

Jess, check out these suspects.

- See that ride?

- Yeah, you're getting some good ones.

Fergus on a board.

Never thought I'd see the day.

Yeah, I know it's hard but you

gotta keep your legs together.

Yeah, all three of 'em.

Yeah, dude.

Just watch out for that hammer.

- What do you mean?

- Like this.

Oi.

Did he know what he was doing?

- (Laughs) No.

- Really?

No idea in the world.

- Putting it everywhere.

- His first time?

- I think so.

- No! I didn't know.

Oh, no, yeah.

- I thought he would have, for sure.

- No.

- It's safe to say no. Yeah, no.

- Really?

(Victor) Nothin' I do makes her happy.

(Jake) Oh, she'll be cool.

She'll take you back.

Yeah, again.

I don't know.

- Oi, go this one. Quick.

- What?

Paddle!

I just can't believe it happened,

you know.

Were you excited?

- Yeah.

- I can't believe you finally did it.

Is his big?

It's just his arms. He's got these

big surfer-like arms and back.

Take your leg-rope off.

(Andy) Yeah, stand up now!

Whoo-hoo! Yeah!

Whoo! (Laughs)

(Cheering)

All right,

here comes an easy one, Fergs.

Paddle!

(Nathan) Go, this one's yours!

Go for it!

Look, look, Fergus has got a wave.

(Andy) Yeah!

(Whooping, cheering)

- Whoo!

- Yeah, Fergs!

(All whoop and cheer)

Whoo!

I love that. And that.

Hootie hoo!

- Go, Fergus! Whoo!

- Go for it, Fergus!

That's great.

Wicked.

Not bad, Fergus.

He's doing so well, mate. Really.

I was so embarrassed for Scotty.

You should have seen him

last night when he was there.

- Toodle-doo.

- (Victor) Hey, girls.

(Debra) Hi, Victor.

This looks like fun.

(Laughing)

Oi.

Oh sh*t,

he's got Fergus out there with him.

Just wait here, all right?

We'll head in soon.

Good.

No worries. We were here first.

They're not gonna see it like that.

(Jesse) F*** 'em.

- You guys aren't supposed to be out here.

- Yeah, right. So?

- What's Fergus doing with ya?

- He wanted to come.

He doesn't belong out here.

- You're still hanging with that Andy kid?

- Yeah, what of it?

I can see why he's on the Pro Junior.

Too bad you're not.

F*** off, Victor.

F*** it!

Man, that kid's all right, eh?

F*** that. Ain't as good as Ripley.

Yeah, you hope, brother.

Oi, look out!

I'm glad we're not out there.

(Coughs)

You fuckwit!

(Nathan) Yeah. You're a f***ing idiot!

Stay, Scotty. One more!

No, f*** that. It ain't worth it.

- Are you all right?

- (Nathan) I'm fine, I'm fine.

Wow, it really snapped in half. F***.

My new board's f***ed!

You guys are arseholes.

You gonna let that guy

get all the good ones?

No.

No, Fergus. Stop!

(Yells)

Sh*t, you got it! Stand!

- (Nathan) Sh*t, Fergus caught that wave!

- What is he doing?

(Victor) Yeah, Fergus!

(Victor) Keep going!

F***, Jess! What are you doin'?

Oh, sh*t.

(Panicked shouting)

Get out of the f***ing way!

(Shouting continues)

(Nathan) Watch his neck!

Watch his f***ing neck!

F*** off!

Oh, f***.

(Jesse) F***!

(Leah) Debra, come on!

(Nathan) Door's shut.

Keep his head straight!

- Drive!

- Come on.

- Pump his chest, Fergus!

- One, two, three, four...

Drive, man, drive!

- Come on, Victor!

- (Coughs)

Come on, Jess!

Come on, Jess!

(Jesse) I can't. Pump harder, Fergus!

Come on!

- He's turning purple!

- Get stuck in, Fergus!

Come on! F***ing breathe!

- Come on, Jesse!

- (Leah) Come on, Andy, breathe!

- (Fergus) Come on, Victor!

- F***ing hell!

(Squeals) Yeah, that's it.

Come on, Andy, breathe.

Breathe! Come on!

Come on, Victor!

Come on! Pump harder, Fergus!

Sh*t!

F***ing pump his chest, Fergus!

Fergus, pump his chest!

Come on, Victor, breathe!

(Sobs) Come on!

(Door opening)

It wasn't his fault!

It wasn't his fault.

(Door slams upstairs)

(Baby crying)

You OK?

What?

Nothing.

I mean, just not now.

- You're really special to me, Deb.

- Jesse...

- I like you, but...

- But what? I mean...

You don't want to be with me?

Let's just not talk about it now.

So none of that meant anything to you?

We had a weekend.

Are you pregnant?

No.

F*** it.

No, Jesse, wait.

(Nathan) So can you,

like, feel anything?

(Andy) Yeah, a little bit.

It kinda hurts

but, you know, not really.

It feels like everything's there,

but not. You know?

But they said you're gonna be OK?

Yeah, a couple of weeks,

maybe a month,

I'll be up for a wave.

(Scotty) Yeah.

No comp though, huh?

No.

Jesse!

I'm just worried about him,

that's all.

He hasn't even been surfing.

You're not the only one

worried about him.

What are you doing?

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