The Perfect Storm Page #2

One of them's 6, the other one's 8.

All I can say is,

there's some lucky kids.

They got a wonderful mother.

You're not messing with me, are you?

Haven't got time.

We're going out in two days.

Well, I'm sorry to hear that, Michael.

Gotta go.

What do you mean?

-Where you going?

-Have these.

-Thank you.

-See you.

-Bye, Ethel.

-See you.

Watch your step.

I smell Coppertone.

That means that

Captain Linda Greenlaw...

...a lady vain about her nose,

is in my wheelhouse.

Make that Hawaiian Tropic.

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?

You know them all by heart.

What's special about today

that you're blowing smoke up my ass?

I thought I'd make a pass.

You see, I'm looking for a guy

to come home to Maine with me...

...buy a house and raise kids.

What does that guy and you do after?

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've seen them come and go.

The day I laid eyes on you, I said,

"She's gonna be a good one."

You can't be good unless you love it.

The fog's just lifting.

You throw off your bow line,

throw off your stern.

You head out the South Channel...

...past Rocky Neck,

Ten Pound Island...

...past Niles Pond,

where I skated as a kid.

Blow your horn...

...and wave to the lighthouse

keeper's kid on Thatcher Island.

Then the birds show up.

Black-backs...

...herring gulls, big dump ducks.

The sun hits you.

Head north, open up to 1 2.

You're 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.

So what do you think?

You been busy?

Busy enough.

I was working menhaden in Annisquam.

But they laid off Labor Day.

Mended nets over in Fairhaven.

That's crap.

What's this you're doing now?

Helping out a friend.

He paying you?

He's my friend.

Murphy keep his site?

You want this job or not?

I do.

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 a 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.

And me wishing the morning

would never come.

Catching up.

Oh, boy, oh, boy.

Look at that shiner.

Come on, Murph, will you?

Good morning.

Where'd you get the mouse?

Chris "Boom-Boom" Cotter.

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 except to cut squid

and take them to bed with you?

Ethel, where you getting

your customers these days?

The welfare office?

Who gave you that scar, tough guy?

Back off! Back off.

Come on, swing it.

You a**holes!

How you gonna act onboard if you're

already at each other's throats?

All right, Ma.

See you onboard.

-Alfred Pierre, one for the road?

-No, tanks, Mom.

"No, tanks, Mom."

Guy can't even speak good English.

Well, anyway, can I get you anything?

Let's go, boys.

I'll wait for you in the car, Bobby.

Catch fish, boys. Lots of them.

Full ahead.

Hold down the fort, Quentin.

Thanks, Q.

Thanks, Ethel.

Gotta go, Mom.

The Grand Banks.

I know.

Grand Banks are no joke in October.

All right?

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've 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.

I gotta go.

Michael.

Irene.

Irene. I knew that.

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.

Well, you gotta go.

Come on, boys. Let's go.

I love you.

I will always love you, Christina.

Pack it in there good.

We got more coming down.

Did we get all them eggs up there?

We catching some fish

Is that gonna crap out again?

Never!

Do you mind?

Stinks in here, doesn't it?

Not anymore.

Hi, Bobby:

You're somewhere out there...

...on the deep blue, goddamn sea...

...and I'm writing this on a box

of two 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 you gotta begin

with a baby shake, right?

Forever love, Bobby.

I'm in this for the long run.

-I'm not intruding, am I?

-You're not intruding.

You're a natural.

You've got some old salt

in your blood.

Thanks.

You're a happy man out here,

aren't you?

Today, maybe.

When do you get unhappy?

The day we go home.

Home? I thought the sea

was your home.

You got me there.

But if you were gonna pin me down...

...I guess Pensacola, Florida is home.

My ex lives there. Jodi.

And my kids.

I wasn't very good at doing things

the way they're supposed to be done.

Wife.

Kids.

A house with things in it.

All that stuff.

So why are you so happy?

You just got me on a good day.

I'm doing what I was made to do.

And I got a feeling I'll do it

even better this time.

How about you?

I got a woman I can't stand to be

more than two feet away from.

Congratulations.

Then again, I love to fish.

Son, you've got a problem.

I know.

Here you are.

What do you think? Blue skies,

scattered showers, same old, same old?

-Your guess is as good as mine.

-Or better.

Watch it.

This doesn't look good.

Looks pretty ugly here too.

Pam.

Tell Bernie I need two graphics:

Bermuda and Sable Island.

Good.

What's our course?

I've been sailing 42 years.

Never plotted a course.

I set the compass, I ride it...

...we'll be in Bermuda in no time.

Let's go fishing.

All right, guys, let's hit it!

I want 40 miles out there.

Three-mile buoy out!

Yeah, baby.

Set.

Okay, Sully, put it out.

Highflyer!

Hey, A.P.

May the force be with us.

You want to play with lightsticks,

stick them up your ass.

Easy, Murph.

He'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!

All right, cap.

Give us some lights.

Come on. Jesus.

Shake, you guys.

Shake!

-Just let it go.

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