Hello?
Yeah, just a second.
It's for you.
So, have you decided what time for the party tonight?
Emma, this is a tradition we're talking about.
I know. But I just don't see how I can have the party this year.
Not with… recent developments.
Your new job?
- The dolphin tank at the Marine Park? - The what?
Yes, of course the tank's full of water, Emma, they're aquatic mammals.
Yes, I do remember what water does to me. But I'm not going to let that run my life.
Look, Emma, I really wanna make this work.
Cleo?
I've got to go.
Cleo, are you all right?
Yep. Ready when you are.
She can be so stubborn sometimes.
So, do you really think that's gonna tell us something useful?
It's already told me you guys are hotter than your average mermaids,
and they don't have cool water powers.
There's only one place we'll find answers to why we became mermaids.
That's where it happened. That's where the answers are.
- All right. I'll just pull in my line— - No. Not you, Lewis.
I'm faster on my own.
Are you sure that's a good i…
…dea?
Try this.
Timed well, wouldn't you say?
Er, yeah. Thanks.
Nearly got salt water in my eye. Would have stung.
It does sting, doesn't it? But not when you're actually underwater.
Why is that, I wonder?
I don't know.
Lots of things are a mystery.
Still, you've got time to learn.
Staying dry,
that's the big one.
- Cleo?
Looks like a normal necklace to me.
Whatever was in it is long gone.
But I found it at the bottom of the moon pool.
It's got to be important.
Maybe there's some earrings it's supposed to match with?
- I'm just trying to find answers. - Settle, ladies.
Emma, it still doesn't explain why you guys are mermaids.
See?
However, I think I've just about figured
out which liquids won't turn you into fish.
- Lewis! What do you…?
You think you're funny?
Oh! What is that stuff?
Four, three,
two, one.
Hmm.
Mostly vegetable oil. No change.
Interesting.
I really don't think so, Mum.
OK? Love you.
Is that the, er, party again?
What party?
Every year, my mum throws this party for me.
Only this year it's not happening.
Can't have heaps of people and drinks spilling and tails appearing.
When was this party supposed to be?
- Tonight. - Tonight? I hope I would've been invited?
It's not really your scene.
Party?
Me?
Those words are welded together.
Oh, you don't want me there? Is that it?
- Of course I do. - So the party's on?
- No, it's not. - Pity. It would have been great.
Boys.
Dancing.
Boys.
It's not really that type of party, Rikki.
What do you mean?
It's a sleepover.
- Lewis! - Oh!
So, a sleepover?
Wow.
That is so neato.
I wish I hadn't of painted my nails. We could have painted them together,
and then we could have had a pillow fight,
and plait each other's… hair.
Tsk. That one had a 32 percent water content.
- You OK? - Fine. Thanks, Lewis.
She knows something? - Like what?
I'm not sure. But she knew it was dangerous for me to get water on myself.
You got water on yourself? I knew it.
One drop.
I wiped it straight off.
Nothing happened. I took precautions.
I can do this job.
I told you we should have discussed this further.
What would that prove? You're just scared.
- No, I'm not. Yes, you are. Scared for me.
And too scared to have your own party.
Well, I'm not living like that anymore, Emma.
I'm not gonna be scared of every drop of water I see.
As crazy as it sounds, I agree with Cleo.
Just this once.
Wow. Where'd you get that?
The moon pool at Mako Island.
It's beautiful.
Hi, Mum? I need you to start texting the invitations.
Yes, all the girls on the list.
Plus Rikki.
Cleo's right. If I don't have this party, it's like I'm not even putting up a fight.
Three frozen colas.
What about them?
You looked thirsty. Enjoy.
Prune juice?
Mature, Zane. Real mature.
Emma's sleepover's on.
Hey, party at Emma's. Did you get one?
- Battery dead? - As if I'd go to her stupid party anyway.
Why don't we go? You and me.
I don't think we're invited. Surprise.
Come on. Who needs an invitation?
Em, are you sure alfalfa and blackcurrant juice is really the way you want to go?
What do you mean?
I just thought maybe this year,
now that you've quit the swimming team,
it'd be good a chance to try something new.
Like what?
Sugar.
Sure, and why don't we just have full cream milk whilst we're at it?
That's just crazy talk.
Are you sure people are gonna go for these?
Sure. People will love them. Individual bottles.
Any spillage… contained.
And these?
Just say your mum was doing the washing.
The room looks great. Don't worry, I'm not gonna hang around.
There's sushi for starters, we've got soy and tofu burgers for mains,
and you might wanna think about putting away these towels, eh?
- Thanks, Mum.
I'll make myself scarce. Have fun.
Hi. Come in. Right on time.
- Hi, Emma.
How are you going?
Your mum's still serving vegetable salad, right?
I've brought my dietary supplement just in case.
I might not be on the swim team anymore but I still eat sensibly.
I'm tapering, but I've gotta be up at five in the morning for training.
So's Jay, so's Kelly.
Relax. I've set up a quiet room upstairs for anyone who has to crash early.
That's our Emma. We so miss you on the swim team.
I still swim, occasionally.
These are so cute.
I told you it wasn't your scene.
- I can't believe it's anyone's scene.
I don't know which one of my numbers you sent my invitation to,
but it managed to get lost.
So how about joining it.
Glad you could make it.
Zane. Fancy seeing you here. Come in.
What a delightful surprise.
And Miriam. I haven't seen you in ages.
I can't stand gate-crashers.
You want me to kick them out? Say the word.
Forget it. I don't wanna make a scene in front of my mum.
And what about you, Zane?
Your mum has invited us to stay and eat with you guys.
I hope there's enough food.
Zane must've thought the same thing. He's brought a contribution.
- Pastries. Gluten-free. - Oh, very thoughtful.
Mum, can I talk to you?
- Mum, they weren't invited. Oh, well, they're here now.
And you asked them to stay.
Emma, you and Zane might not get on the way you used to,
but he's an old family friend.
You should make more of an effort. He's a lovely young man.
All right, time for me to go. Have a good one.
- Hey, let's get into our PJs. Yeah!
It's gotta be a parallel universe.
So what now, I'm bored.
Well, this is boring. Everyone's just talking to Zane.
He's up to something.
Yeah,
taking over my party.
Zane, I need to speak to you. Now.
Sorry, Emma, can't. The girls need me.
- Zane… - Emma. Really. I'd be letting them down.
They'll cope.
Excuse me, ladies. I think I'm needed for a moment, in private.
Oh.
Ah, check this.
Our old primary school photo.
Whatever you're trying to pull, Zane, forget it.
Hey, I'm just here with Miriam.
Oh, really? And what does your girlfriend think of you flirting with everyone else?
Girlfriend?
I don't think so.
Miriam's the girl I let follow me around whenever it suits me.
You are such a user.
Me?
Hey, I bought her a new outfit for tonight.
She's getting a good deal.
Pastries anyone?
I… really shouldn't.
They're a gift. For you and your guests.
Oh, but you are a guest, Zane, go on.
Go ahead. Mmm?
How about… that one?
Mmm. Delicious.
Perhaps I'll eat them all myself.
What?
You didn't think I'd be so immature as to put prunes or something in them, did you?
OK. Let's go, Zane.
You'll be sorry. You're looking at the life of the party here, girls.
Hey, Emma. Come show us your necklace.
Just a minute.
Get rid of him. And do me a favor, keep an eye out.
I wouldn't be surprised if he made a reappearance.
Oh, it's beautiful.
That's so pretty.
Are you gonna come and get in your PJs?
Yep. I'm just gonna get more pillows.
- What's the problem? - It's just about empty.
- I'll fix it. - I can do it.
- No, no. You're a guest. - No, really, it's fine.
I am so sorry.
Are you OK in there?
Hang on!
- Hey, Cleo? The party's out here. Just a second.
- I'll be out in a minute. Cleo!
About time we got comfy and hit the DVDs. Right, girls?
Yeah.
Hey, I've got an idea.
Now, this was Cleo's idea. I think we should give her a turn.
Yeah, Cleo, now it's your turn.
Cleo, Cleo… You're risking serious injury.
- I'm heavier than I look. Ah, come on, Cleo.
I suffer from motion sickness. And air sickness.
Cleo! Cleo!
Ew!
Not again.
Every time this room gets hot and full of people,
something just happens to the air pressure and, bang.
There go the drinks.
Well, those drinks just ruined my new top!
Cleo, it's me. Open up.
You know, I'm thinking this is the worst party I've ever been to.
Thanks for three hours of my life I'll never get back.
- Give it back. - Give what back?
You know what I'm talking about.
Get out of my way.
I've got better things to do with my time. Ciao.
Thief.
Get over it. It's your word against mine. And no one's gonna believe you.
Hey, some people might even think that you took it.
See ya.
- It's not your fault you got wet. - No, but it's my fault you had the party.
I was the one that talked you into it.
I'm glad you did, otherwise I'd be stuck in my room watching TV all night.
At least you'd be safe from blackcurrant and alfalfa juice.
Cleo, you were right to get the job at the Marine Park.
- We can't spend our lives hiding. - I was right? Me?
Gee, I'll have to get used to that one.
Hmm.
Miriam's got some nerve taking this.
Should we tell everyone?
No point. Like she said, it's my word against hers.
We should join the party.
I'm thinking not. It's not… really my scene.
Hey, Emma, which guy in the swimming team's got the cutest legs?
Umm…
- Sam. - No way.
Joshua. Hottie.
Come on. We're building the perfect guy out of the guys on the swim team.
What do you reckon, Rikki? We spend our whole time talking about negative splits?
There might be something normal about these chicks after all.
This might be safer with you.
With me? You found it.
And I nearly managed to get it stolen. I know how much you like it. Here.
Are you sure?
Anyone who can hide a mermaid tail in the middle of a party
has got what it takes to look after that.
Come on.
Keep up the good work, Cleo. You're really starting to fit in around here.
Thanks, Mrs. Geddes.
You found it in the pool, didn't you?
On Mako Island.
That's where Gracie lost it.
Fifty years ago.
- So… you mean, you're… - I'm 65 years old? Yes.
But I don't look any more than 68, right?
That's not what I meant.
I know what you mean. Even if you don't.
What's your name again?
Cleo.
You've got spirit, Cleo. Enjoy it. Enjoy it all you can,
you and your friends.
Maybe… you'll be all right.
Eventually.
Wait!
Don't go.
What do you mean?