The Perfect Wave Page #5

Emptiness grabs my soul

Loneliness finds me

Where am I now?

Where am I now?

Give me some fire

- At the feet of your grace...

- Simone!

How you doing?

It's been too long, my man.

So good to see you.

Hello, my brother.

Welcome back.

Thank you.

This is my friend Ian.

- How's it... nice to meet you.

- Welcome to the island, Ian.

- Yeah, nice to be here.

- Ready to do this?

- Oui, of course.

- All right.

- We have some place for you.

- Cool.

Brat. You are such a brat.

- Hi.

- Surprise.

You're engaged?

- What?

- Oh, honey.

- I'm so happy!

- Whoa!

- Thank you.

- Let me see it.

- Oh, it's beautiful.

- Michael, I'm so proud of you.

- Thanks, dad. She's perfect for me.

- Oh, yeah.

- Have you told your brother?

- Not yet.

- But he's gotta be my best man.

- He's in Mauritius or somewhere.

We'll get hold of him.

Walked in ways I never should

Built my walls and fences good

Where am I now?

Mauritius is an amazing

little island in the Indian ocean.

I never imagined a place

could look and exist like this.

It's paradise.

I'm staying with new friends

in a community on the beach.

Things didn't work out with

Annabel and that was tough.

But I'm finding peace

and happiness here in my heart.

I may never leave

this beautiful island.

At least not in this body.

- What about the boards?

- Oh, they'll be fine.

All right.

- Hey, Simone.

- Hmm?

- Do you know a girl that lives here?

- Oui, I know lots of girls around here.

- What are you looking for?

- No, no, it's not like that.

- Her name's Annabel.

- Oui, I know her.

- Is she here?

- No.

Oh, I understand.

This is a good place

to heal, huh?

Mac!

Oh, no way. It's mark.

What's up, bud?

- Hiya, brother.

- How are you?

- What are you doing here?

- I live here, bra.

This is my girlfriend Alisha.

- Hi.

- Nice to meet you. Ian.

What were you doing in indo?

Same thing as you, man...

looking for waves, bro.

Nice.

So, you want a place

to stay or what?

Yeah.

Good to see you, brother.

Welcome.

Ian, you asked

where Annabel's house is.

Right there on the hill.

She's not coming, is she?

Lonely boy sits on a hill

Dreaming of the girl he loves

He shuts his eyes

to see her face

Thinking of that warm

embrace...

He is thinking

of that warm embrace...

- Whoa.

- Whoa.

Wind's shifting, boys.

How do you guys know?

It's gonna clean up tomorrow.

Tide's gonna drop.

It's gonna be epic.

Ian, you ready for this?

Yeah, I'm ready.

I'm gonna go check it.

Dude, this wave

is absolutely incredible.

- It's that good, huh?

- Yeah.

Mac, there is a message

for you at the resort.

- What is it?

- It's your dad.

He wants you to call home.

- Mac. Mac!

- What?

Here's my tablet.

You can give him a call.

Yeah, thanks.

Thanks.

I'll leave you to it.

- There we go.

- Shizzle...

Is not a real word.

I think you'll find it is.

Shizzle, shizzle...

Ian?

- Ian?

- Mom.

- Hey.

- Hi!

Oh, honey, it's been so long.

You look so well.

Hey, dad.

Hey, is everything okay?

I got your message.

Everything's fine.

We have great news.

You tell him. Tell him.

Your brother's getting married.

- In two weeks!

- What? Two weeks?

- Is Kim preggers?

- Ian.

Is she?

Aw, that's amazing!

He always knows what he wants.

He sure does and he wants you

to be his best man.

- Can you come home?

- Oh, can you?

- Please? Come home.

- Yeah. Yeah, I'll come home.

- You will? Oh!

- That's great.

I haven't put a suit on

in a couple years,

but I'll put one on for him.

- We can't wait to see you, Ian.

- Mom, dad?

Hello?

Hey, guys, the service is bad here.

There's a storm coming in.

Anyways, I'll see you

when I get home.

I love you guys.

- Bye.

- Love you, Ian. Bye!

Bye... oh!

I'm so happy

I'm going to give you shizzle.

It's probably about three stories high,

maybe 18 foot on the line.

We drop in on one

and I'm sitting there looking...

well, the good life's over,

boys.

Is everything okay, brother?

My little brother's getting

married!

Right on, man. Yeah.

I can't believe it.

He wants me to be his best man.

So, what?

When you outta here?

Not till I surf that wave

you keep claiming.

Well, we also can't let you leave

without doing some night diving.

- Tonight?

- We're going for the lobster.

- You want to come?

- What about the storm?

Ah, it will pass.

You've got to try it, man.

Night diving is divine.

Yeah.

Yeah, I'm in.

- Oui?

- Yeah.

Make sure you're back for the

surf in the morning, huh?

- I'll be there, don't worry.

- Yeah, Mac.

So, you know what the world's

smallest handcuff is?

A wedding ring.

You must remember...

if you get confused,

head towards the light, huh?

- Eh, magnifique, Jean, uh?

- Oui, oui, Simone!

- Guys!

- Mac, what's wrong?

I've been stung!

I've been stung by something!

Simone! Daniel!

Invisibles!

What's the matter, Ian?

- I got stung by something.

- Invisibles!

No, get him to the shore

quickly, huh?

What happened?

Are you okay?

Ian's in trouble!

How do you know?

Please, please.

Please, Jean. Please.

No, no, I need to get back

to the others.

No, Mac, I have to get back.

Lord...

Oh, please, lord, save my son.

This isn't for me, mom.

I don't wanna come

to church anymore.

I don't believe God is real.

Ian...

If you close your eyes,

you will never wake up.

Be with him, lord.

Be with him.

So-so.

Not very busy tonight.

Please help.

Please, hospital.

I've been stung.

- Look. He must be drugged up...

- Hospital, please, please.

Son,

are you willing to beg for your life?

Why should

we help you, monsieur?

Please. Please help me.

Please. Please help me.

You shouldn't take

so many drugs.

Look at him.

He's crazy.

Please help me.

Please help me.

Please. Please help me.

Please. Please help me.

Please help me.

Please.

Please.

Please.

Please. Please help me.

Please help me.

- Hello? Look...

- Je... hello?

I don't...

I can't hear you.

I don't care who you have

to wake up.

I don't care what time it is.

I know.

I'm sorry, but this is my son.

You want your son?

I'm talking about my son.

I'm his father.

- Please, I'm begging you. Can you...

- Hello?

Save Ian.

I don't know your son, monsieur.

Mauritius is very big.

I know.

Please, I'm begging you.

Wherever he is,

whatever he's done, lord...

Hello? Hello?

Hello?

Which hotel you are staying in,

monsieur?

Hospital.

Hospital, please.

Look at your arm.

You have been

injecting yourself, monsieur.

No, this is very dangerous, huh?

Look at you!

You look like you are going to die!

I do not want any trouble, huh?

Out of my car, monsieur.

I will drop you at this hotel.

They will help you.

Ian...

If you close your eyes,

you will never wake up.

Ian, Ian!

Simone told me what happened.

Don't worry, my friend.

Don't worry.

I'll get an ambulance.

Hang on.

Hold it.

We will get you help.

Okay, okay.

Here we go.

- Okay, hang on.

- Hey, what's wrong with your friend?

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