- No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
Cleo!
Dad says you have to hurry up if you want a lift to school.
It's OK, Kim.
I'll walk.
Em, your phone!
This is an catastrophe of the highest order.
Moisturizer is mainly water.
If dolphins can swim for miles, so can we.
We can't moisturize ever again.
We could swim all the way to Fiji.
Could you imagine that?
Our skin will be dry and wrinkly.
We'll be geriatrics by the time we're 21.
I missed training today,
the first time in six years.
See? See how bad this is?
We have to tell somebody.
Our parents? A doctor?
And end up a mermaid in a straitjacket with moisturized skin?
Forget it.
Rikki's right, Cleo. We can't tell anyone.
- Not even Mum? - No. No parents.
- But I tell Mum everything. - Well, not this time.
It's too dangerous. People just won't understand.
We could be locked up.
- Why would we be locked up? - Because we're different?
Because we can do things that other girls can't do?
Because they're scared of us?
Fine. I won't tell anyone.
Except Lewis.
No, Cleo. Not Lewis. Not anyone.
OK, OK.
Don't worry, I'm really good at keeping secrets.
Now's party time, people.
No excuses.
In honor of our very own surfing god, the beautiful Byron,
for winning his special prize.
What prize?
Whatever it is they give out for surfing.
The Coast Surf Classic. He won by a mile.
I was having a spray tan, but I'm sure he was amazing.
Rikki…
I'm sure, I might have a blank.
Sorry. I'll be flossing my teeth that night.
- Hey, Cleo. - Oh, hi, Lewis.
Nothing much has been happening with me. Nothing much at all,
just the same old thing.
Cleo, uh, are you going to Miriam's party?
- Of course I'm going. - Oh.
Now, don't forget, girls, bring your best bikinis.
It's a pool party.
Right, uh,
well, seeing as you're going…
I've changed my mind. I'm not going.
It's so uncool to miss one of Miriam's parties.
She won't ask us ever again.
So, that's a plus.
It's a pool party.
I know it's dangerous, but maybe if I told Lewis about us, he could look out for us?
No. You did the right thing, Cleo. None of us are going.
No, wait. I think we should go.
For Byron. Not for Miriam.
Surfing's just like swimming.
It takes a lot of hard work and training.
You need to know everyone's supporting you.
You like Byron, don't you?
Huh. No way.
Well, you sound like an ad for breakfast cereal.
Well, if we learn more about what's happening to us,
we might be able to control it enough to go to the party.
Really?
What's to learn? We touch water and ten seconds later we grow tails.
Maybe it's about developing some discipline. Exercising some control.
That'd be perfect. That's great.
Control.
Then we can go to the party.
I'll text Lewis.
You do realize you're gonna have to swim to test this theory?
What?
No way. Forget it.
Come on!
- It's not even deep here. - No.
Please, Cleo?
No.
No!
Fine. Come on, Rikki.
Control and discipline start with the mind. So concentrate.
No tail. No tail.
No tail.
No tail. No tail.
No tail.
Who leaked the information?
This is my secret, highly classified fishing spot.
- Someone must have blabbed. - Sorry.
It's fine.
Hey, I got your message about going to the party.
Oh, yeah, that was an old message.
I'm not going anymore. Too much homework.
Fine.
Well, I might just join you all for a swim then.
We're naked, Lewis.
Just a quick dip, then?
Goodbye, Lewis.
The offer was there.
We're never going to be invited anywhere cool ever again, and why?
Because we've got tails.
My swimming career is over.
I just have one question.
Why me? I didn't ask for any of this to happen.
You think you've got problems.
I've been training to be a swimmer since I was six months old.
We're mer-freaks now.
You two are unbelievable.
Look at yourselves.
You're drinking water from mid-air,
and, Emma, you just made an instant Icy Pole.
Anybody else would love to be able to do that.
You've both got these amazing powers,
and all you do is whinge, whinge, whinge.
I don't even have a power.
Do you hear me complaining?
No.
Well, I've had enough. I don't wanna hang around with whingers.
I know how she feels.
Sometimes I don't even wanna hang around with me.
Lewis?
What do you think of Rikki?
You know those stonefish that kind of look like a rock
yet could shoot enough poison to kill an entire football team
in half a second? She kind of reminds me of one of those.
Thanks, guys. Relax.
Congratulations, Byron. What's your ranking now?
You must be getting up there.
Control yourself.
Hey, Zane.
You're dry.
That must feel different.
Look, Lewis,
I don't know what happened with that fire hydrant,
but if you so much as mention it again,
I'll remove your head from your shoulders.
Let it go, Lewis.
She's right. He's not worth it, mate. Will it change him? No.
Byron is such a nice guy.
Emma's right, we should go to Miriam's party to show some support for him.
I mean, what a hero.
Great. So go.
You think? - Yeah.
Whatever blows your hair back. Cleo, I don't get you.
One minute you're going, and then you're not, and now you're going again.
Are you sure you can afford to miss training again?
Aren't the regionals coming up?
You trained when you had the flu.
Even when you broke your wrist you swam with one arm.
If she's that bad, maybe she should see a doctor.
I don't need a doctor.
Sweetheart, you have been spending
an awful lot of time in your bedroom lately,
and locked up in the bathroom.
Is there anything we need to talk about?
It's nothing.
It's all right to feel moody.
Yeah? You're at an age where
you're going through a lot of changes.
Exactly, Mum. You got it in one.
Hi, Miriam.
I was just calling to let you know that I'll definitely be at your party.
Probably.
Well, I just thought I'd let you know.
What will I be wearing?
Something appropriate.
- Go.
Ten, nine, eight, seven,
six, five,
four, three,
two, one…
- Ugh…
Rikki. Can I sit?
I certainly hope so. Just not with me.
I know we've had our differences. Um…
Thanks.
But I wanna know what's wrong with Cleo.
What makes you think there's anything wrong?
I've asked her to go to Miriam's party like a hundred times,
and every time she changes her mind.
Maybe she doesn't like you. Did you think about that?
Yes, actually, it did cross my mind.
But then I thought if she hangs around with you, her standards must be low.
- Goodbye, Lewis. - No. Can you tell me what's wrong or not?
- Not. - Please? I know there is.
Look, I'm not even speaking to her at the moment. OK?
I'm just trying to be alone right now,
so could you just…
What the…? Ow!
It's hot!
Is this somebody's idea of a joke?
I'm glad you called.
I'm sorry I was talking about all that negative stuff before.
I'm not normally like that. It's just that I was—
Em, it's cool. I need to show you something.
OK, I'm officially curious.
What do you wanna show me? - Is that you guys?
Are you naked again?
Um… We're having a bit of a girl talk, Lewis.
Yes, but are you naked?
Go, Lewis!
No, no. I'm here to fish.
I'm having withdrawals, I need the relaxation.
- If anyone's going, it's you guys. - Don't push it, Lewis.
Yeah. Shouldn't you be following Cleo around?
No. No way, I'm totally over that, trust me.
I don't know what's going on with Cleo lately, she just can't make up her mind.
You see what I mean? It's Cleo. She's going to the party.
Again! I give up.
Lewis, you've got to do us a favor.
Make sure Cleo doesn't go to the party on her own. Call her back.
- No, I'm here to fish. - Lewis, this is important.
- She could be in trouble. - I am not some lackey.
I am not some all-purpose servant.
Do you really think you can tell me what to do and I'll jump?
- Her phone's off. - She could be in big trouble, Lewis.
You like her, don't you?
Well,
in a "friendship" kind of way.
Well?
- It's a pool party, remember? I remembered.
It's just I've got this terrible cold,
so I won't be swimming. At all.
So, where's Byron?
I'm sure he'll be here any minute. You're really keeping that on?
Oh, yeah.
You can't be too careful with a cold.
- Achoo! - Ew.
Gross.
Cleo, I don't think it's a good idea that you're here.
Sick people make me feel… sick.
You should go.
No, I'm fine. Really, it's nothing.
I can still party.
Whatever. Just go outside. And don't touch anything.
- OK. - And don't try any drinks.
Fine.
Better yet, just stay away from everybody.
You got it.
Loser.
Look who's here.
Just when we wanted a bit of fun.
No, get back.
Don't be like that, Cleo.
You had a good laugh when I got soaked last week.
Now it's your turn.
I have a cold. I can't go in the water.
It's the flu, actually. And it's catching.
Come on. Swim time.
- You're going in. - It could even be pneumonia.
Cleo… Cleo… Cleo…
Cleo…
Lewis?
I didn't think you were coming.
Oh, no. I was just cruising by,
I thought I'd drop in.
- What's with the fishing gear? - I never leave home without it.
Oh, have you seen Cleo?
She's around by the pool, spreading disease.
No! Please! Stop! Please!
- What d'you reckon, Nate? - On three?
- No! - One… two… three…
- Let her go, Zane. If you insist.
Do you even have a brain?
You told me to let her go. I let her go.
Let's grab a drink, boys.
C'mon, everyone.
I'm so sorry about this.
- There's something you should know. - No, no, you don't have to say anything.
No, I really do.
You know I have been acting strange,
don't freak out, but…
Lewis? You have to help me.
Don't leave me.
I really need your help.
Lewis, please.
- Where is everyone? They're inside.
Can you give me a hand? She weighs a ton.
We can't.
If we get wet, we'll grow tails too. Is that what you want?
Both of you?
All of you?
Seriously?
- Who's locked the door? It's not locked.
- I should've joined the gym. - What are we going to do?
Keep back, Lewis.
Ow! That stings.
There you go. Steam dried.
You found your power.
Guys, what is going on?
We'll explain later, Lewis.
Rikki. Come on.
I've never liked pool parties anyway.
What is going on?
You should really check your heating system.
- Hey, Byron! Hey, guys.
Why aren't you at the party?
Huh?
The pool party? The one Miriam's putting on for you?
Miriam? She's the blond one, right?
Parties aren't really my thing. See you, guys.
Nice board.
Nice pecs.
Nice attitude.
This probably goes without saying, but if you tell, we maim you.
I'm not that stupid. If anybody found out, you'd end up as science experiments.
I quit the swim team today.
Oh, Emma. I know how much that means to you.
Still, what could I do?
This whole thing is just out of control.
It's just… too big.
Let me get this straight.
You freeze things.
You explode things,
and you boil things. And you all grow tails.
It's just too bizarre.
Bizarre, yep.
Still, sometimes it's good.
Then sometimes it's not so good.
It's…
- I don't have a word for it. I do.
Three of them. Totally, absolutely awesome.