All right. I am psyched. I am pumped. I am ready.
You're not. Why aren't you ready?
Sorry.
Cleo. It's the fishing competition. I mean, you and me, we enter every year.
No. I'm sorry. I can't.
Why not?
Oh, because your dad's judging this year?
No, because fishing equals water,
equals the possibility of getting splashed,
equals growing a tail in front of all the contestants.
The year I finally win and you're not going to be there.
I can still watch, and weren't you gonna win last year too?
Mmm, yes,
but last year I didn't have…
this.
Wow, that's great. What is it?
It's the ultimate lure. Designed by myself.
Well, it's certainly… unusual.
Hey, Mr. Sertori.
- Did you break something? - No, no.
This is my new lure.
Someone sold you that?
No, no, I designed it myself. What do you think?
As a judge I really shouldn't give an opinion.
That is totally understood. That'd be unfair.
Besides, I've already got the advantage.
It'll be fun. Plus I think Lewis would really appreciate our support.
Emma?
Um…
Come on. Rikki, how about it?
Fish hooks make me nervous.
Especially lately. Anyway, I've got something more important to do.
OK, guys, look, get your entry forms in.
We can't start until you've got your entry forms in. OK?
Looks like you've got some serious competition this year, Lewis.
I say bring it on. It's not a victory unless I beat the best.
Oh, sorry, Lewis. Didn't see you there.
Ah, listen up. This is a two-day competition. Heaviest fish wins.
Land it, weigh it, throw it back in. Cast off and good fishing.
Whoa!
It could happen to anybody.
I trip over all the time. Everyone has accidents.
That was no accident.
That was you!
Yeah? So what are you gonna do about it?
- Come on, Lewis. He's not worth it.
- Got your girlfriend looking out for you? - I don't need any help.
Yeah, sure. You can't even fish.
Amateur.
Forget about him, Lewis. He's all talk.
Cleo, I don't care.
Nate can have his opinion.
I'm going home.
Rikki?
What are you doing here?
- What are you doing here? - I asked you first.
"I asked you first." How old are you, ten?
I'm helping my dad with his investment seminar.
He's one of the speakers.
I noticed.
He begged me to come along and play the dutiful son.
It's totally boring.
You're right there.
Well, it's been riveting.
Hi, um, what did you want to see me about?
This.
At least use my rod. It's top-of-the-line.
You really want me to re-enter this competition, don't you?
Yeah. You got to get back on that bike.
- Horse. - Whatever.
You know, you've just gotta run to the end of the pier and scream, "Hey, I'm back!"
Why do you care so much?
Well, because I just do.
Well, I'm glad. OK. You know, I'm back. I'm gonna do it.
Great.
I just need to make… a few adjustments.
Whoa! Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Check this out!
Check this out. Look and learn, boys. Look and learn.
Good work, Nate.
One point seven kilos. You are in the lead.
Cool. Hey, Lewis, you may as well pack up that pretty little rod of yours now, mate.
Get it photographed and throw it back.
Whoa. I've got one! I've got a bite!
Boy. It's huge. Careful, it might take your hand off.
Hey, can I use it for bait?
- How's it going? - Oh! Good. Good. Great.
Of course it'd be better if I could actually catch a decent fish.
So, where's Cleo?
I guess she went home.
Tuna sandwich?
Hmm?
Oh.
The closest thing I've had to a proper fish all morning. Perfect.
Whoa!
Oh. Looks like Lewis has caught something big this time. Maybe an old boot?
Oh!
Come on.
Nearly there.
Would you look at that?
It's huge!
Lunch is that way.
Yeah, I'm here with my dad. He dragged me along and then forgot to book,
so now the restaurant's full up.
Classy.
Didn't see you inside, Zane. You missed an opportunity.
- You could've learnt something. Sure.
Make yourself useful and go up to the suite; I need my notes.
- I'm talking to someone. - They're on the table as you go in.
He's a stress head.
Why can't your dad get his own notes?
Ah, because he's important and I'm not.
Fair enough. OK, well, I'll catch you later. I need to eat.
Hey.
I know where there's some food. Heaps of it. Upstairs in the suite.
- The hotel lays it on for my old man. - No, that's OK.
The fridge is full.
And if he misses anything,
hey, it's good to tick him off.
Seven point three kilos.
A shame to throw it back. It's amazing.
I've never seen anything that big caught off a pier. What's your secret?
Oh, uh, skill and patience are important, you know?
But the main reason is science.
I give you the pinnacle of lure development.
This is the baby that lands the big ones.
That's my own design.
As of today, I'm putting them on the market.
Advance orders will be taken at any time. So come.
Ah, look at that.
Hold it. Hold it.
How many can we get? How many do you want?
- Three? Fine, fine. Can I have a box?
They'll be in a range of colors.
The hotel gives a room to my dad whenever he runs a seminar.
It's kind of impressive… if you go for that kind of stuff.
Hmm. I don't.
You can see the mountains from here.
- Have you seen this? - Yeah, nice.
Are you even looking?
No way.
It's locked.
I knew it.
I had to do something. No fish in its right mind would even touch that lure.
Not without a little persuasion.
Did you have to get such a big fish?
Lewis is always doing things nice for me.
It was a chance I could do something nice for him, a favor for a friend.
It's OK, Cleo. I understand.
We all know you like Lewis,
but you really need to tell him that he didn't catch that fish.
I can't. He'll be crushed.
He'll be furious and then it'll ruin his self-esteem.
Besides, what's the harm?
Great, this is just perfect.
You're the one who asked me up here.
Look. We're stuck, OK?
Maybe we can pretend not to hate each other for just a few minutes.
Fine.
I never should have come to this stupid seminar.
Me either.
The whole thing's just a scam.
Gee, whatever gave you that impression?
It's just a way to scam mum and dad investors out of their hard-earned money.
Your dad and all the speakers,
- they're all just crooks. - I'm not arguing, OK?
Guys? What's up?
Are you looking for some more fishing tips?
Lewis. There's been an official protest.
Tuna is a deepwater fish,
you can't catch them here.
I know. But I did.
With… my new lure.
That's nothing but a spring.
A very effective spring.
Lewis, people are saying you cheated.
What? Cheated? No, no. I was standing on the pier the whole time you guys were.
Someone just swam up and put it on the end of that stupid lure?
Oh, no.
I'm sorry, Lewis, but you leave me with no choice.
- You're out of the competition. - What?
No, no, no, Mr. Sertori.
I don't think you should come round to the house anymore.
Mr. Sertori, what has that got to do with fishing?
I don't want my daughter hanging around with a cheat.
Your dad's not gonna like this.
What's wrong?
Nothing.
You're not gonna turn into a vampire or something, are you?
I never should have listened to you.
What did you have to come out here for?
What?
Are you scared of heights or something?
It's OK, everyone's scared of something.
Yeah?
And what are you scared of?
Hmm.
Here.
- No. - Trust me.
- I can't. - Trust me.
Trust me.
Pretend I'm a painting or something you admire.
- A painting? - Or a speed boat. Or some stupid car.
Something that makes you happy.
- Feeling better? - Yeah.
Thanks.
Right. Well, where's your dad?
The seminar finished, like, half an hour ago.
Lewis, I'm sorry. I was only trying to help.
Maybe I shouldn't have chosen such a big fish.
Oh, why stop there? Why not hook me up with a giant squid?
I would have rather lost than be a cheat.
You're not the cheat. I am.
Cleo, what bugs me the most is you never thought my lure could work.
You didn't believe me.
There must be something we can do.
There isn't.
I'm banned. That's it.
Please, Emma.
You have to come with me. I can't do this without you and I really need your help.
I think you've done enough already, and besides, it's a ridiculous idea.
It will work.
I know there's no reason that you should help me.
Actually there is one: Lewis.
All right. Come on.
My dad's the worst. Every year he forgets my birthday.
That's nothing. My dad took me on holiday to the South Pacific.
- What's so bad about that? - He left me there. I was ten.
- I had to catch the plane back by myself. - Oh. OK, yep, you win.
It's been a mess ever since my mum left
and I just don't think my old man likes me very much, you know?
Right. So that's why you're such a jerk?
- Shut up.
You know, you don't have to be like that all the time.
I wasn't there with my dad today. I was by myself.
And the restaurant wasn't booked out either.
I just didn't have enough money to buy lunch after I paid for the seminar.
You paid for it out of your own money?
Dumb, I know, but not all of us are rich.
My parents split up too,
always arguing over money.
I wanna learn more and get some security.
Trust me,
money doesn't change anything.
Funny. I always thought you were so lucky.
Looks like it's gonna rain.
You're actually gonna use that lure? Sucker.
Don't give me that. I know you've got one too. Huh?
You're both wasting your time. They don't work.
Whoa!
Gotcha some tuna!
- This is not possible. - Don't work, huh?
Is there any more of those lures?
- Do you want this? - Thanks. I don't wanna get wet.
What's wrong with you, Zane? I wait all afternoon for my notes,
you don't turn up at the seminar and the hotel staff hand me these.
We were trying to get someone's attention.
- By ruining my notes? - It wasn't like that.
I wasn't talking to you. And don't lie.
Honestly, if you waste time with a girl, pick one with a future.
Like one of those down at the seminar.
Her name is Rikki! And she was one of the girls at the seminar. Only smarter.
She didn't fall for it.
And by the way, I'm not your errand boy so stop treating me like one.
I'd like to say it was nice to meet you, but that would be a lie.
Rikki, wait.
You've still got my jacket.
I have two announcements to make.
Lewis has been officially reinstated in the competition.
And is the outright winner of the heaviest catch,
beating his nearest rival by exactly five grams.
I have something more to say.
I have to apologize to you, Lewis, for doubting you.
Who knows why so many giant tuna came into the harbor?
Aw, come on.
If he didn't cheat, then why didn't I get one?
Nobody likes a sore loser, Nate. You came last.
- Get over it.
The sea is a mysterious mistress, Lewis. Please accept my apology.
I hope we can go fishing together soon. I'd like a go at that new lure of yours.
Yeah. I'd like that.
And I hope you didn't take me too seriously about not seeing Cleo.
Feel free to come around at any time.
Aw, great. Well, I'll come around tonight.
OK.
Well, good.
Forgive me?
Yeah. Under one condition.
- You never help me again. - Nice trophy.
- Where have you been all day? - Nowhere.
I tried calling and you didn't answer. What have you been doing?
Trying to stay out of the rain.