You shouldn't be here. You're a menace!
Your mooring line broke because it's frayed through!
I'm sorry. I didn't know. - Wake up, lady. Get with it.
Zane, don't be rude. Give the lady a chance to speak.
This old bag's boat broke free and hit mine.
It put a scratch on my cowling. Look!
I said I'm sorry.
- She said she's sorry. - It's not gonna pay for the damage, is it?
I bet she doesn't even have insurance.
This boat shouldn't even be here. It's an embarrassment.
- Zane, you're overreacting. Even for you. - Am I?
We'll see what the Harbor Master thinks.
Don't worry. He's all talk.
Thank you, Emma.
Come aboard.
Thank you.
You're her.
That's perceptive.
The lady Cleo always talks about.
It's nice to be talked about.
She never told me you lived on a boat.
I didn't tell her I was a Capricorn either.
But that's another… tale.
Oh, I'm sorry, I've made you uncomfortable.
I'm not a very good host. Mind you, I haven't had anyone else on board
the Lorelei for… 23 years.
Miss Chatham!
Ah, Mr. Hendrix. Would you care for some iced tea?
You know why I'm here, Miss Chatham. Another complaint's been received.
People seem to complain so much these days.
A regularity which is hard to ignore when they concern you.
I'll take that as a compliment. You care about me. Lovely.
- You gonna evict her? Leave this to me.
Miss Chatham, we've spoken on many occasions.
On the last occasion I reminded you
of unpaid mooring fees that go back five years.
I don't recall that.
Before that you've been served with several requests
to maintain your vessel according to regulations.
I must open those letters. I've been meaning to read them.
You're getting evicted, lady. You're gone.
- Do you mind? I'm handling this. - Well, hurry it up.
Why are you doing this?
We've been pretty patient with Miss Chatham over the years.
- But the time has come to act. - You can't throw her out.
You'll be all right. Do you want me to come to the hospital with you?
They want my treasure.
Just try to rest.
Don't let them get my treasure.
I didn't mean to give the old biddy a heart attack.
Maybe you should tell her that?
The ambulance guy said it could've been more serious.
- She'd stopped taking her medication. - Poor lady.
Her name's Miss Chatham.
That weird old lady that lives on the boat?
Yeah, that's her. How do you know her?
No, I don't. I've just heard about her. She lives on that leaky old wreck.
No friends. No family. All alone.
She's the one that seems to know all about the full moon
and our powers… and our tails.
Some people say she's a witch.
If they said she was an Easter Bunny, would you believe that?
There was a time I didn't believe in mermaids either.
So where's Emma?
Um, I'm not sure. She just said she was going out for a while.
All right. We said we'd all meet here. But, that's all right.
- No hurry, I can fill in time.
Sounds like her now.
It's about time. Where have you…
been?
Don't stare. It's rude.
This is Miss Chatham. Miss Chatham, this is—
You must be Rikki?
Uh, yeah.
Mom? We've got a houseguest.
The hospital discharged Miss Chatham.
She'll be fine if she takes her medication and gets some rest.
I thought this would be a good place for that. OK?
Er, that'll be fine, darling.
Hello. I'm Lisa.
I don't want to be a bother. But Emma insisted.
She can be very strong-willed.
Yes, I've noticed.
Could we have a word, please?
Sure.
You should have asked, Em.
You would have said no. Mom, she needs our help. She's homeless.
Yes, but there are welfare agencies that look after people in her situation.
- They're not alone. - But she is alone.
- That's why she's homeless. Sorry I'm late.
I…
Hello, Cleo.
Oh.
Hi.
Well?
All right. Miss Chatham, if you'd like to come with me,
I'll show you to the spare room.
Oh, you're very kind.
Is that your natural hair color?
You brought her here?
What could I do?
The Harbor Master wants to move her boat from the marina.
He says she can't stay there.
But you brought her here.
Just for a while. We'll try and talk to the Harbor Master.
- Make him see some reason. - Emma, this old lady knows about us.
What if she says something to your mom or dad?
She won't. She's smart, and I'm sure she's discreet.
You hope.
Look, Cleo, we're probably worrying about nothing.
I mean, has she ever actually said to you "I know you're a mermaid"?
Not in those words exactly.
But everything she said about the full moon turned out to be true,
didn't it?
My husband and I bought that boat many, many years ago now.
He died about 15 years ago.
You must be like a hundred years old then?
- Elliot. Not quite.
Still, I couldn't get rid of the Lorelei.
We had so many happy memories on her.
Oh, look, Emma's back.
She knows a lot about the water.
Oh, I don't think so.
I don't swim competitively anymore.
Right. Not competitively.
Still,
the Lorelei has served me well. If I had to start her,
I'm sure the motor will start.
And what if it doesn't?
You just have to make the water work for you.
Right, Cleo?
What?
Oh, no, I wouldn't know.
Hello?
Yes. - Gracie…
Yes, I'll just put her on.
- For you. It's the Harbor Master.
Now she's getting phone calls here.
Hello?
What?
But…
But you can't.
Well, no.
But you can't!
- What is it? - They're, um…
They're taking my boat away from me.
They say I can't use it anymore. It doesn't meet their silly regulations.
It's all I've got and they're taking it away.
Rikki, it's her home. We've got to help her.
You're kidding.
It's a pile of junk.
A coat of paint will spruce it up.
Now stop arguing and start painting.
It needs more than paint. It needs a new boat.
Rikki being negative, what a surprise.
Get real. We can't do this.
And even if you did, it's not gonna make a difference.
I know you're trying to help, but you're wasting your time.
The boat's got rust all through its structural framework.
She's better off without it.
That is your opinion. Not mine.
I'll be leaving now. Thank you.
You know you can't do that. I've referred this matter on.
The boat has been impounded by the Water Police. It's not seaworthy.
It's my home. I live here!
Miss Chatham, they're just doing what they think is right. They're trying to help.
I want to get my things.
They're just after my treasure.
The paint job cost a few hundred, so the jet ski looks new.
Let's just go home,
back to my place, we'll talk about it there.
I want what's mine. They're after my treasure. All of them.
What does she mean by "treasure"?
No idea.
That was delicious.
Well, I can't take all the credit.
This was Miss Chatham's recipe for clam chowder.
Well, it was brilliant.
Well, thank you. I'll help you clean up.
No, nonsense. Cleo, could you help get Miss Chatham nice and comfortable
on the sofa, please, and don't forget to take your medication.
Darling, you know that I love having her here,
but you realize this can't go on indefinitely?
I know, Mom.
You did the right thing helping her, but she needs her own place. A permanent home.
Just a few more days.
Then what?
Friendship. That's the most important thing.
I appreciate what you're trying to do for me.
But the burden you carry
is too great to carry alone.
Wait? What burden?
- Oh. That one.
When you're different… it helps if you have friends who understand.
I had friends.
Did they… Like, did they dress like you?
This was long ago.
We were… younger.
I wasn't always this old.
Or maybe I was.
When you say "burden", what do you mean?
When it got too great, I had to give it up.
You can do that?
It's getting late. We should all be in bed.
It was just starting to get interesting.
Miss Chatham's right.
- It's late. Good night, girls.
Would you like me to show you to your room?
Oh, it's all right. I know where I'm going.
See you tomorrow, Miss Chatham.
Did you miss me?
All right, Lorelei, don't fail me now.
Twenty years since I've heard that sound.
That feels better.
Oh dear, he won't like that.
Elliot, have you seen Miss Chatham? She's not in her room
and her things are gone.
What's this?
That old bat. She did this.
- Zane, you don't know that. - Yes, I do.
Right.
That's how she wants to play it. She doesn't know who she's messing with.
Zane!
Lewis, I need you.
Well, I need your boat and I need you to drive it.
Good girl.
We're making good time.
You can't run, old lady!
No one wrecks my jet ski. You're not getting away with it.
And you can't swim because?
- Zane's out there chasing her.
He'd see me. Hurry up, Lewis.
You stay away from me.
- Forget it, lady. Don't even try it. - Don't touch me.
Don't get excited. I want compensation.
You wrecked my jet ski. I want money.
- I don't have any. - Don't lie to me.
You've got treasure here somewhere.
- You can't have that. - Can't I? Just watch me.
There's the Lorelei.
Look! Near the Mako Island mangroves.
He's already here.
It wasn't my fault. I didn't do anything.
She's still breathing.
Zane. There's gotta be some pills down there, go and have a look.
- Did you find anything? - Uh…
Come on. She needs to get into Lewis' boat. She needs a hospital.
I know.
Zane, if she dies now,
it will be your fault.
Thanks, Zane.
Come on, let's go. Get in.
She'll be all right. I'm staying.
- Zane, if you touch any of her things— - I'll catch up.
There isn't time to argue. Let's go!
Hello.
So much for the treasure.
- Oh, no. - Where's Zane?
I can't see him.
- I'll have to go down. - You can't. He'll know your secret.
She doesn't have a choice.
Do you, Emma?
Make sure she gets to the hospital, Lewis.
Stay with her.
I can't. You need a doctor.
It's all right. You floated up, I dragged you to shore.
But… But I went down.
I couldn't get out.
Somehow you did.
You're lucky.
There was something down there.
Something…
I don't know.
Did you see anything?
No.
Yeah…
Well, I saw something.
And I'm gonna find out exactly what it was.
I've got something for you.
My treasure.
You found it.
It wasn't easy. It's pretty dark down there now.
I'm sorry about the Lorelei.
It was 1955.
I'm the one on the left.
I thought so.
And Julia and Gracie…
Where are they now?
Gone.
Thank you.
This means more to me than anything.
I've got the retirement village on the line.
There's a vacancy if you want it.
You've done more than enough for me. I'm sure I'll like it there.
She'll take it.
I will miss the excitement.
I bet you will.