(music fades)
MITCH: She's beating us!
HOBIE: She's coming up, Dad!
Come on!
JILL: Hey, you guys, that's cheating.
There's two of you and one of me.
Come on!
Watch out for that wake!
We got it!
We got her!
You guys are whipped.
Come on, go, go, go.
Come on, come on.
Winners!
You guys are cheaters.
We're winners.
Oh, what's this, huh?
Haven't worked out in a while?
There's nothing there to pinch.
Leave me alone.
Oh, yeah, nothing
your little lieutenant's uniform won't hide.
If you can find one to fit your first day on the job.
Hey, let's go back out. Rematch.
Let's go.
Wait a second.
Gayle's picking Hobie up at 8:00.
Come on, Dad.
I'm sorry, pal. You know the new schedule.
Hey, it's all right.
The next time you and I will team up,
and we'll show the old man what real athletes can do.
Hey, Jill... winners.
Yeah!
Cheaters. You guys are cheaters!
Hey, Mitch, say good-bye to your ski.
Good-bye to my ski.
Have fun, guys.
Here, take this.
Can I ask you something?
Sure, go ahead.
Well, if you're just friends with a girl,
is it all right to rub suntan oil on her back?
Yeah. Why do you ask?
'Cause last Sunday,
everyone was hanging out by Tower 25.
Uh-huh.
And all of a sudden,
Chelsea Carroll looks over at me,
and her voice gets all breathy,
and she says,
"Hobie, would you please rub some oil on my back?"
Ooh, what'd you do?
I told her I couldn't get my hands greasy
'cause I had to surf ski later.
Why'd you do that?
I don't know, I guess I was too embarrassed.
You? Hobie the Magnificent, embarrassed?
Give me a break.
What should I do if she asks me again?
Let's see, you're 13, right?
Try it. See what you think.
Come on. We're out of here.
Uh, Dad, what about her front?
What about her front?
Should I rub oil on her stomach or her legs or something?
I think that she can reach all those parts by herself.
Craig: Honey, did I wake you?
GINA: Hmm?
I just heard the beach report.
There are going to be a million people today
and the surf is going to be pounding.
I really have to work a tower today.
I thought you had to go into your office
to prepare for trial on Monday.
Oh, you ought to see the beach this morning, Gina.
It's spectacular.
Oh, Craig, wifely advice...
get in the left lane.
Get on the freeway.
Be a lawyer today.
Oh, hell.
Can't go to the office today, Gina.
If anyone needs me, I'm at Tower 26.
What danger signs do you look for in the water?
Okay, low stroke, um, elbows dragging
and hair in the eyes.
Um, swimming the wrong way in a rip current
and climbing the ladder.
Climbing the what?
Climbing the ladder.
Okay, you know when a victim's drowning
it looks like he's pulling up?
Climbing the ladder.
Ooh, Hallie, slow down.
Do you know him?
His name's Eddie something or other.
We went to rookie school together.
(car horn honking)
Pull up next to him.
SHAUNl: Hi.
Remember me?
I'm Shauni from rookie school.
I know.
So which headquarters did you get?
Baywatch.
You did? Oh, so did I.
I was so scared that they were going to put me
next to the airport with those noisy jets going over all day.
I mean, I know you came in number one
so you got to pick Baywatch, but I came in 46th.
I don't know how I got it.
So wouldn't it be bitchin' if we got to work towers
next to each other today?
They, uh, they put the rookies next to the veterans.
I'll see you there.
What's his story?
He's not from around here.
(tires screeching)
(car horns honking)
MAN: Hey, it's Perry Mason!
Hey.
What are you doing here today?
I go too long without sand between my toes,
my life gets sane... it makes me crazy.
Mike, no spitting.
Second offense... misdemeanor.
(guys chattering and laughing)
But I don't get why I can't keep living with you
for a week and Mom for a week, the way it's been.
Your mom thinks living with me close to the beach
is too distracting while you're in summer school.
Well, she's wrong.
Hob, you blew your report card, pal.
I know.
I'm sorry.
Grab my board, will you?
Yeah.
You used to leave school to go surfing.
It didn't make a difference in your life.
Yeah, it did.
I just miss you so much when I'm at Mom's.
Yeah, well, I'm going to miss you too, pal.
Look, it's only for summer school.
It's six weeks, okay?
Then we'll go back to the regular schedule.
I'm going to miss you
and your lifeguards.
All my friends will be ahead of me.
I'll tell you what...
you do well the first few weeks in summer school,
I'll talk to your mom and see what
we can work out.
The first week?
No, two. At least two.
(car horn honking)
She's here.
That orientation today is going to be so boring.
Yeah, well, it's a fresh start for both of us, huh?
Good luck today, Lieutenant.
Thanks, pal.
And don't worry, the beach isn't going anywhere.
Come here.
You be good, huh?
I love you, Dad.
I love you.
Hey, Al, we're going to be pulling them out
like tuna today.
Craig, my boy.
Haven't seen you down here since forever.
Yeah, it's been a month.
Feels like forever.
Hop in. I'll give you a lift back to headquarters.
Can't do it.
Got to keep the blood pumping.
Oh, Al, I got that brief done.
Huh?
I found a loophole
in the mandatory retirement age.
You're not going to have to retire for another 40 years.
(laughs) Great.
I appreciate that, Craig.
See you back at the hive.
Okay.
(men chattering)
Uh...
I feel like I'm sticking my head
through one of those cut-out photo things on the pier.
Yeah, but you look awesome.
I really like the crab stompers.
I hate hard shoes.
I can't even stand socks.
Al, what have I done?
(static over radio)
Craig (on radio): ...2083... the pier.
10-1. You're breaking up on me, Craig. Say again.
208... 10-3 under the pier.
10-1. I still can't
read you, 208.
Where the heck are you, Craig?
10-3. Under the pier.
You might want to
roll down your window so the glass doesn't shatter.
Thanks, Vince.
(laughs)
All right. Roger, 208.
Stay with your vehicle.
Tow is on the way.
(grunts)
(groans)
(coughing)
It's all right. Don't move.
You're going to be fine.
You're going to be just fine.
Okay, put this on.
It'll warm you up.
Is this his?
Whose?
The lifeguard who saved me.
As a matter of fact, yes, it is Craig's.
There we go. Come on.
Up here. Lie down and rest.
So do you think
you can tell me what happened now?
Ow! Careful.
Will you shut up and let me do this?
She was shaken up pretty bad,
but she had no serious injuries.
MITCH: Well, leave it
to the macho lawyer
to get stuck underneath the pier
and pull a rescue out of it.
Mitch Buchannon in a uniform.
(laughs)
Love those shoes, Mitch.
(laughs)
- Let me go see how she's doing. - Ow!
Let me take a look here, huh?
Ooh! Rough night, huh?
You know, you got wasted on that pier piling.
Both of you could have drowned.
Oh, my God.
He talks like a lieutenant,
he looks like a lieutenant,
he...
Enough, enough. Where you been anyway?
Washington FCC case. I won it; they're appealing.
You know, if I'd only been here,
I could have talked you out of making the move inside.
Hey, if I couldn't talk myself out of it,
even you couldn't talk me out of it.
What happened?
It was time.
- By whose clock? - Mine.
Set back the hands.
Go home, will you?
It's my first day.
I don't need you ragging me.
Go home? Are you kidding?
This is historic.
You better show me some respect
in front of those rookies, man.
- I'll kick your... - Don't worry.
I'll give a short Mitch Buchannon briefing
about how you got stewed
swimming after that party boat waiting for girls
to fall overboard.
Mitch, you were legendary.
And I'll tell them who was swimming right next to me.
(door opens)
(door closes)
Hi.
So how do you feel after bodysurfing the pier?
Kind of exhilarating, huh?
My name's Craig. What's yours?
Laurie.
I'm really sorry you hurt your back, Craig.
Ah, it's just some scratches.
How about you? You feeling okay?
You're pretty lucky.
We got a couple of pier-jumpers the last few years
who didn't make it.
I didn't jump.
Oh.
Well, it's kind of hard
to fall off the end of a pier.
I was just balancing on the rail.
I-I slipped.
It was an accident.
Taking a pretty big chance, don't you think?
Don't pretend you care about me.
You were just doing your job.
You probably get bonus points for saving people.
50, 500 big ones, and I get a new toaster.
Laurie, I got to fill out a rescue report.
You know, I got to get some information...
like your whole name, where you live, your phone number.
You don't...
What?
You don't have to call my parents, do you?
How old are you?
I'm over 18.
Legally, you're an adult.
What's your name?
Laurie Elizabeth Harris.
I'm sorry I snapped at you.
I'm just glad you're feeling better.
And you live...?
3379 Entrada.
I guess I'm really lucky you saw me fall.
I believe in fate.
Do you?
Fate?
Nah.
You should.
Can we have a little...
a little respect for the new lieutenant, please!
This beach is going to be much better
than it ever was.
More competitive, safer, and with a lot more
and better parties.
Am I right, Mitch?
You are absolutely right.
All right, all right, listen!
The gala tonight honoring our new honcho
is a fish-tie-only affair.
We're collecting money for Heal the Bay.
We've got a great place donated.
So dig deep in those pockets. Right?
That's right.
And we need women... good-Iooking women.
None of those ugly women you hang out with, okay, James?
I want you guys to think
hips, lips and fingertips.
Two quick things. Mike Newman.
Yeah?
Don't wear that silly toupee to the party tonight.
Number two, let's have a big round of applause
for the new lieutenant.
(cheering)
Uh...
(mild laughter)
I'm not going to tell you how to do your jobs.
Some of you have been lifeguards as long as I have.
Some of you even longer.
So just do me a favor, huh?
Make me look good.
MAN: Aw, we love you.
That's it.
Oh, yeah, surf's three to five, very short intervals.
Gonna be a lot of water on the beach, riptides will be pulling.
I want preventions out there, okay?
Listen, if you guys got any backup,
call in to Sid over here, huh?
Hey, Eddie, talk to you for a second?
Shauni.
Jill.
You're in tower 27 today.
No, wait.
Excuse me. I'll get right to you.
But I want 27.
I hang out there.
I know the beach, and I know all the inshore holes.
My friends are expecting me.
You're not hanging out today. You're working.
Tower 27 is right next to
the Sand and Sea Club.
They got their own lifeguard,
but we kind of watch his water.
Then he doesn't exist.
For all intents and purposes.
Also remember, keep an eye on the rescue can
on the tower next to you.
If it's missing, you better find out where the lifeguard is.
You got it.
You are on a rescue boat with Jill here.
On a boat?
Oh, thank you so much, Lieutenant.
I do not want to be stuck out on a boat all day.
Oh, and you're going to have to change the suit.
What's wrong with it?
They said girls get to buy their own suits.
Yeah, but there's no lifeguard patch on it.
You got an extra one, don't you?
I can sew the patch on this one.
Where?
I'm sure there's some swimsuits in the locker room.
Shauni, come here for a second.
When you're ready to be put in a tower,
I'll put you in one, don't worry.
Sorry I took so long...
our dryer has one setting: "tumble slow."
Thank you.
Could I keep your sweatshirt?
If you promise not to tightrope-walk the pier.
Cross my heart.
Deal.
Your bicycle's right outside.
Um, change your clothes, and someone will walk you out.
Where are you going?
Got to open up my tower.
Be careful... no more stupid stunts.
Deal.
(rock music playing)
(music fades)
Captain Thorpe?
You were a good lifeguard, Mitch.
I'd have taken you on my beach any day.
But I'm still not confident they made the right choice
promoting you to lieutenant.
Well, I guess I'll have to wait
for my performance evaluation to see.
Chain of command, Mitch... you're part of it now.
You've got to set an example for your rookies.
Oh, wait, you're not gonna give me
the "weak link" speech, are you?
(both laugh)
Are you happy with Shauni McLain?
Shauni? Thank you. Terrific.
How about your veterans?
I'm thinking of Al in particular.
You think he can still handle the sand?
I'd rather have Al's experience on my beach
than the world's fastest swimmer.
You know, he's approaching mandatory retirement age.
Aren't we all?
I'd love for you to prove me wrong, Mitch.
I got to get up to Zuma.
I'll see you at the end of the day.
Wear 'em.
Hey, Jill.
I can't do it!
You want a babysitter,
you hire one for $2.50 an hour!
Why do I detect some sort of problem here?
You're so intuitive.
We spotted a floundering yacht.
While I am underwater untangling the anchor line,
little Shauni has got a date
with the owner of the boat.
What swamp did she come from?
Captain Thorpe assigned her to me.
Oh. Figures.
Shauni is a very good swimmer,
but she needs to learn how to become a lifeguard.
Take her under your wing.
Guide her.
Show her the way.
(grunting)
G'day. How are you?
(chuckles)
My card.
"Trevor Cole, shark fighter and virgin converter"?
I've lost one or two fights, but, uh,
only to the sharks.
You always drop in like this?
Anybody can climb stairs.
Would've been up there faster if it hadn't been
for the suntan oil I've got on.
Yeah, I don't need this; I, uh, know who you are.
Figured you might.
Considering it was your surf-ski record
I broke in last year's lifeguard competition.
Records are meant to be broken.
Wrong, mate: Records are meant to make you famous.
Back home in Australia, my face is on cereal boxes.
I can give you an autographed one for you if you like.
Don't eat cereal.
I do.
Nice place you got here.
Very nice.
You don't eat cereal.
Trevor, what brings you to the States?
Came here to a lifeguard
in the big pond, as they say.
But your rulebook says I got to attend rookie school.
Well, we do things a little differently
on this side of the Pacific.
Water's water, and victims are victims.
Being cramped in a tower all day
doesn't really suit my style anyway.
See, uh, I'm best left untethered to...
strut the beach, put people at their ease.
"Strut the beach"?
Which brings me to my point.
I started lifeguarding today at the Sun and Sea Club.
Now, I know you have to watch over the amateurs
that have worked there before, but, uh...
I'm on the job now.
So you keep your lifeguards out of my water
and out of my way, okay?
Well, we kind of back up each other around here.
Well, I'll back up you guys if you like,
but you needn't worry about me.
I handle everything I see.
Spy you later, mate.
(soft rock music playing)
Hi, Craig.
Laurie.
So how's it going?
Fine.
Excuse me, I can't really talk right now.
Okay...
This is the tough part.
(giggling)
(laughing)
(soft rock music playing)
(music fades)
Up we go.
All right.
Here you go.
So what's your name?
Peter Kelly.
See those binoculars, Pete?
Yeah.
Those are magic binoculars.
It's true.
Look, you dry your eyes real good
so you can see,
and I bet you find your mommy.
There you go.
So how old are you, Pete?
Six.
By the time I was six, I had three moms and dads.
How?
Well, let's just say my last name is Foster.
Forget it.
Hey, Pete, look over there.
Is that your mommy over there?
Over there.
Mommy!
Oh, oh, wait a minute.
Binoculars.
Give me your hand.
Mommy! Mommy!
- All right, here we go. - Mommy!
Easy now.
Riptide off 24.
I've got multiple victims being pulled into deep water.
Eddie's getting wet.
And Mike's coming in from the north.
I'll back 'em up on the beach.
Code three, tower 24.
We got guards in the water, multiple victims.
We got a blitz here, gang, we got a blitz.
Yeah, this is 209 Lincoln.
I'm ten-eight, uh, tower 24.
Roll full backup.
(sirens blaring)
We are tracking,
responding to code three, tower 24.
(gasps)
(panting)
(sirens blaring)
Baby!
Hold on, Cindy!
- Cindy! - Mommy!
Cindy!
Cindy! Hold on!
Come back!
Cindy!
Somebody help me!
- It's all right. - Help me!
It's all right. It's all right here.
Here, hold this.
She went underwater!
Help me!
MAN: Hold on. It's okay.
You're gonna be okay.
I'm coming. Hold on.
God, Cindy!
Oh! Oh, thank God!
- Is she all right?! - Relax.
WOMAN: Help!
Hel...!
Get the kids. They're closer to you.
I'll get the girl.
MITCH: Damn it, get the kids!
Help.
I got you, love. Don't worry.
Grab the can.
Go ahead. Take it.
Come on. It's okay.
It's okay. I got you.
Down.
Put it down, keep coming.
God!
Just relax.
Hold on.
WOMAN: Help! Help her!
Help her!
Pull, okay, pull.
You okay?
She's not breathing! She's not breathing!
Cindy, oh, my God! Do something!
Help her!
She's not breathing!
Do something!
Shauni, CPR!
Now!
Move! Move.
Watch out. Let me in.
One, two,
three, four,
breathe.
One, two, three,
four, breathe.
One, two, three, four,
breathe.
(coughing)
Oh, Cindy! Oh, Cindy!
Oh! Oh, thank God!
Oh! It's all right!
Cindy, oh, thank God! It's all right, honey.
It's okay.
Sit down.
You gonna be all right?
Yeah.
Do me a favor. Look after these guys, will you?
I'll take care of it.
Hey. You don't pass up one victim
for another one.
Not in my water or anywhere.
You got that?
You're just raw because I outswam you, mate.
Saving lives isn't part of competition on my beach.
You step out of line one more time,
you got me to answer to...
mate.
Oh, Laurie...
Where are you going?
Laurie?
Answer me. Where are you going?
Hi, Chelsea.
Hobie, I thought you had to go to school
for that thing today.
I left early.
Am I getting burned?
Your back's a little red.
Could you put some of that oil on it?
Uh... yeah, sure.
Can you unhook the strap? I hate tan lines.
Okay.
Ow!
Sorry. It's just stuck a little bit.
Ah, there.
Hurry, it's dripping.
Just a second.
I'll get it, Chelsea.
Oh.
Thanks, Brian.
Lock yourself out?
What?
Uh... no.
I was just, uh...
It doesn't matter.
Yeah.
What are you doing here?
Where's Hobie?
Well, that's what I came here to ask you.
When I went by school to pick him up,
they said that he'd snuck out.
And so, naturally...
Naturally, you came here.
Come on, he's probably at tower 25.
(engine starts)
You know, Gayle, it's not easy for Hobie.
It's summer.
Just, please...
don't make any excuses for him.
I'm not making excuses for him; I'm just telling...
Look, Mitch, this is just not working.
What's not working?
Our divorce?
'Cause our marriage suddenly doesn't work out...
No, it's just this joint custody thing with Hobie.
He's bouncing back and forth between
two totally different environments.
Mitch, I just, I really think that
he'd be better off if he lived with me full-time.
No way.
He could visit you every other week.
And you can forget it.
Can you just put your own feelings aside for once
and think about what's best for your son?
I am.
I always do.
You just can't handle it because he wants
to be with me more than he wants to be with you.
Well, of course he wants to be with you.
I mean, what kid wouldn't?
A block from the ocean,
a father who saves people's lives...
Hey, you're his hero.
And I'm just the ogre who makes him stay in his bedroom
doing his homework over until it's neat.
I mean, with you, life's a beach.
Why should he ever want to leave?
You left.
Mitch, it's too late for us, but...
not for Hobie.
What he needs now is consistency.
You want consistency?
I'll let him visit you every other weekend.
If Hobie lives with me,
he'll have a whole world full of choices.
With you, all he's ever gonna want to be is a lifeguard,
just like his dad.
I can't believe we're still having this damn argument.
Now, lifeguards are teachers and doctors.
Craig's an attorney for God's sakes.
Yeah, but he doesn't want to be like them.
He wants to be like you.
Gayle, I've made a career move, you know.
I'm making a lieutenant's salary plus overtime now.
Money has never been the issue.
Look, there's just...
there's no point in us arguing about this anymore.
I've seen an attorney, Mitch.
I'm filing for full custody.
I'm sorry.
You loved me once.
How can you do this to me?
I'm doing it for Hobie.
And if you really love him, you'll understand
this is the only way.
Wait.
Just let me take him home.
Hi.
Now I know what happened to my other key.
It's cozy in here.
It's like your own little beach house.
Why'd you take this, Laurie?
I wanted to surprise you.
I know that you save people all the time,
but this is the first time
that anyone's ever saved me.
It's not 50 bonus points,
but there's a poem in there that's all about us.
It says, "He bravely risked his soul
to save her life."
Laurie, I appreciate this. Thank you...
Don't say "but."
Please don't.
People always start to say nice things,
and they take it away with "but."
Drinking's not allowed on the beach.
I have to close my tower.
Do you ever stay here after it gets dark?
Sometimes.
By yourself?
Depends.
So do you have a girlfriend?
A wife.
Oh.
What's her name?
Gina.
Let me guess: You saved her life
and she fell in love with you.
No. No, those infatuations burn out real fast.
I was cross-examining her in court in New York.
She was the one witness I couldn't trip up or pin down,
so I married her.
I hate that I was unconscious
when you carried me out of the water.
Well, that's the way it is when you...
Laurie, why were you balancing
on the end of the pier this morning?
I don't know.
Maybe just so I could meet you.
Kiss me again like you did this morning.
That wasn't a kiss.
Our lips touched.
I've had to do that with 200-pound dockworkers.
You just think I'm too young.
Well, I'm not too young.
Laurie, put that back on.
Stay here.
Owen...
Iook.
It's some kind of victim fixation.
I'm sure it's happened to you before.
No.
Great.
Look, I'll walk back after I deal with this.
Anything you say, Perry Mason.
All right.
JILL: Shauni.
Jill...
I'm really sorry.
Hey, it's okay.
Don't beat yourself up.
Next time, you'll handle it.
When I was holding that little girl,
I just kept feeling her life slipping.
And I couldn't move.
No one said the job would be all fun in the sun.
Come on.
Sit down.
Shauni, the first time I held a victim in my arms,
it sent a chill through me
that had nothing to do with how cold the water was.
'Cause it was the first time I knew, really knew
that I was the difference
between somebody living or dying.
Do you know, as frightened as I was,
it was the greatest thing I've ever felt.
But what if I can't handle it?
You will.
But until then, there will always be someone there
to back you up, okay?
I don't think I can go back out there and face them.
Hey, look.
Nobody has to know what happened.
Okay?
Come on.
We'll go to Mitch's party together.
All right?
Okay.
MITCH: Listen, if she has
any kind of problems, you just give us a ring
and we'll send somebody out there to talk to her.
Busy, busy.
Yeah, the guys did a good job today.
I see you're still one of the guys.
Uniform doesn't have to change that, does it?
Yes, it does, Mitch.
You should have been coordinating the blitz
from your unit, calling the shots, not making the rescue.
I don't see a card for Al in here.
Is that why you got wet, covering for him?
Al was in the water.
But he didn't pull anyone out.
No, he didn't pull anyone out,
but he kept one of my rookies from being dragged down.
Mitch, I know that Al is something
like a father...
Al makes preventions before
other lifeguards even notice there's a problem.
He's past his prime, Mitch.
I'm not saying you have to fire him,
but until mandatory retirement, I want him off the sand.
Captain... if this is some kind of test
to see if I follow orders...
You said you understand chain of command, Mitch.
So I don't need to test you, do I?
(knocking)
Al?
Hey, Al!
Al?
Picasso, how you doing?
Hey, Mitch, come on in.
You can help me paint all the fish I left blank.
Ha. You sure you want to risk it?
Never mind that, just paint your instincts.
All right.
I saw you, Gayle and Hobie today.
Everything all right?
Gayle's filing for full custody.
What are you gonna do?
I'm going to get Craig to represent me
and fight her in court if I have to.
Oh, God.
Hey.
This what the bay looked like when you first saw it?
Yeah.
Hell, I was 17.
I used to paddle out on my longboard
take a couple deep breaths,
free-dive two or three minutes.
Mm.
Like eternity.
Like I was in liquid heaven.
And then I would bring up some fresh air for dinner.
(chuckles)
I just hope someday we don't have
to paint little oil wells out here
and maybe the water a murky orange, huh?
Well, I'll tell you what, Mitch...
better start protecting the great lady.
She's gonna run out on us.
We sure as hell are gonna miss her when she's gone.
See, the great lady's always been my mistress.
Listen, how about letting me take Hobie fishing tomorrow?
I can talk to him.
This custody stuff can be pretty rough on a kid, you know.
I'll be back in plenty of time to work my tower.
Ah, that's great, but you're gonna have to talk
to Gayle about it.
He's with her this weekend.
That's good. I want to talk to her.
But we better get going right now,
'cause I don't want to miss your party.
You know, I was thinking.
I had this brilliant idea this morning.
What do you say you come off the beach
and help me run things?
Two of us together.
We could really make Baywatch hum.
No, Mitch.
You see, I need to have both my feet in the sand.
This isn't a friendly offer, though, is it?
Captain Thorpe?
Yeah. Captain Thorpe.
Al, I'm sorry.
I tried to talk him out of it.
Mitch, don't put this load on your shoulders.
Because it's not your fault.
Remember that.
The only reason that you got wet today
was because I was late getting there.
(dance music playing)
Think Eddie'd get bored
just swimming back and forth like that.
Yeah, you'd think she'd get bored
watching him like that.
(slow R&B music playing)
(music playing faintly)
(sighs)
Hi.
You aren't leaving, are you?
Yeah, I'm just not much for parties.
Oh, come on. Come dance with me.
I guarantee you'll have a good time.
Is that all you California girls think about, huh?
Having a good time?
Well, it's better than brooding off by yourself.
You all right?
What'd it feel like to you today,
saving that little girl?
I don't know.
You saved her.
I just, um, tried to help.
What'd it feel like to you?
Mixed up.
Like I was the victim grabbing onto her to save me.
What do you mean?
Doesn't matter.
You can tell me.
Why does everyone around here think
because we work together
we should be one big happy family?
I don't need another family, okay?
Okay.
I just really wanted to know.
- Hi. - Hi.
How are you doing?
Fine, thanks.
Can I use your blush?
Yeah, sure. It may be a little dark for you.
That's okay. Thanks.
I like dark.
It's a wild party, huh?
Oh, yeah, they always are.
Don't you just love lifeguards?
They're so heroic.
One of them saved my life today.
Really?
It was really romantic.
Romantic?
I stood by his tower all day,
and then at sunset, he took me inside.
He told me if I had drowned,
he never would have never forgiven himself.
And then he kissed me.
We made love right there in his tower.
The sound of the waves and the seagulls.
It was really beautiful.
(sighs)
I've been looking for him since I got here,
but there's so many people.
That's him.
Craig.
Hi, honey. Sorry I'm late.
Better late than never.
Whoa, hey.
Laurie, this is Gina.
Oh, I know. We met.
Yes, Laurie's been telling me
all about the romantic day she's had.
What's wrong?
What's wrong is that I happen to be your hero's wife.
What?
This is Gina. I told you about her.
You think I would have come here
and embarrassed myself if I knew you had a wife?!
(silence)
Gina, what has she been saying?
I'd like to go now.
Craig: What has she been telling you?
Craig, I told her about sunset in your tower.
How we made love. I'm sorry.
I didn't know.
(laughs)
Gina, she's lying. She's making this up.
Craig, why are you doing this to me?
Damn it, now stop it!
Nothing happened between us and you know it.
LAURIE: He saw us.
He drove up in his truck.
Ask him if I'm lying!
Gina!
Gina... this is crazy.
I know you don't believe Owen and that girl.
I just want to sleep, Craig.
And what happens in the morning?
I don't know.
Gina...
(phone ringing)
Hello.
LAURIE: Craig, I need to see you.
Oh, Laurie,
why are you doing this?
I'll be at your tower.
If you don't come, you'll find me there in the morning.
And it'll be too late
to save me this time.
(click, dial tone)
She says if I don't meet her at my tower right now,
she's going to kill herself.
Then don't go.
She's a troubled girl.
She obviously tried to commit suicide today
and I misread it. I let her...
Then call the police, call Suicide Prevention.
Have them pick her up.
As soon as I know she's safe.
Craig...
What?
What is it?
If you're going, I'm going with you.
Laurie?
Laurie.
Don't hurt me, please.
No one's going to hurt you.
I'm going to take you home.
We're going to sit down with your parents.
No, please don't take me back there.
How'd you get these bruises on your neck?
What happened?
GINA: Who did that to you?
Someone at the party?
I left after you did.
Where'd you go?
Ah... I went home.
Is that where this happened, at home?
Laurie, tell us who did this to you and we'll help you,
I promise.
No, he'll hurt me.
GINA: Who? Who will hurt you?
Is it your father?
(sobbing)
I didn't want him to get in bed with me again.
Laurie, we're going to take you back to our house tonight.
No one ever cared if I lived or died before.
I'm really sorry.
Yeah, that's it.
I will.
Thanks.
How is she?
Asleep.
I got her address and phone number
from the rescue card.
Are you all right?
My heart's pounding.
My palms are sweating,
my brain is numb, thank God.
That poor kid,
I'd understand why she'd fantasize.
I had this friend when I was growing up.
Her stepfather molested her from the time she was 11
all the way through high school.
I never even knew
until she swallowed a bottle of pills.
I kept thinking if I'd been more sensitive
or a better friend, I could have done something.
You're doing something now for Laurie.
I want to do more.
I want to do everything I can.
You see, you're a lifeguard, too.
You didn't even know it.
Should we call her parents or...?
I want to just go there in the morning unannounced.
I'll call Child Protective Services after that.
I love you.
I love you, too.
Shouldn't we have bought some sandwiches or something?
Sandwiches?
Fishermen catch their lunch.
You don't get seasick, do you, Hobie?
Well, only once.
That's when I was little.
Oh, well, you're a big boy now.
I'm not going to worry about you.
I think I'll keep an eye on you
just the same though.
Okay.
Laurie?
Please, come in, Mr. Pomeroy.
Thank you.
I, uh, I guess Laurie got to bed
kind of late last night.
I think she's still sleeping.
I'll go get her.
No, no, I'm afraid you misunderstand.
I'm not here to see Laurie.
I'm here to talk to you about her.
Oh.
Laurie isn't upstairs in her bedroom.
I don't understand.
I just left her.
She's with my wife at our house.
What are you talking about?
May I speak with your husband, please?
I'm not married.
Well, where is Laurie's father?
He passed away ten years ago.
What?!
What is this all about?
It's about Laurie.
She has bruises on her arm and neck.
She told us her father beats her
because she won't let him get into bed with her.
Oh, God.
It's started again.
What's started again?
Sometimes Laurie gets violent.
She hurts herself, Mr. Pomeroy.
Then she makes up stories.
She just came home from the hospital.
She's been there since last Christmas.
I tried everything.
I don't know what to do anymore.
You startled me.
You don't mind that I borrowed your blouse, do you?
No.
It looks pretty on you.
I wrote something on Craig's computer.
He doesn't like anyone using it.
I don't even go near the thing.
We use them in school.
Gina, I know I've hurt you and Craig a lot.
Laurie, it's okay.
No, I have.
And I want to make up for it.
I kind of need your help to do it.
What do you need?
I need you to drive me back to the place where Craig saved me.
What for?
My therapist says if you have a feeling
that you want to get rid of,
you write it on a piece of paper and you take it to the ocean
and you burn it.
And you let the ashes wash out to sea.
Or you bury it in the sand forever.
Well, Craig should be home soon, Laurie.
I want to do this before he gets back.
Please.
That way, this can all be over.
Help me, Gina.
Okay.
The homeless sleep under here at night.
Can't we just burn your letter by the shore
and let the ashes wash out to sea?
I did that with a letter to my father once.
It didn't work.
This is the way in.
Laurie, no, I am...
I'm not going in there.
You said you'd help me bury it.
Well, I think we should see your therapist
before we do this.
You're just like everyone else.
You'll help just as long as it's not too inconvenient.
No, that's not true.
Forget it!
Laurie, come on.
Laurie, come back!
Forget it!
Come on, don't do this!
Laurie...
Laurie!
Gina?
Gina!
GINA: Laurie?
I don't know how anyone can sleep under here.
I like it here.
Gina, will you bury this for me?
It would really mean a lot to me if you help me.
"I can't live anymore knowing you're in love with Laurie."
This is a suicide note.
What the hell are you...?
Gina?
Help!
Help me!
Somebody help me, please!
Help me!
Gina!
GINA: Help!
(panting)
(screams)
Help!
Craig: Gina?
Craig!
Help me!
Craig, please get me out of here!
She's trying to kill me!
She's crazy! She's got a knife!
Hurry, Craig, please!
Laurie, no!
(screams)
Laurie, look at me.
I'm here to help you, Laurie.
No, you're not! You're here for her!
No, I'm here for you,
just for you.
So come with me.
I'm here.
I just want us to be together.
I'm here.
It's our fate.
It's like the poem I gave you.
In the book you gave me.
Yes.
Tell it to me.
The poem?
Tell me the poem.
"He bravely risked his soul
to save her life...
Then he took her for his wedded wife."
You saved me, Craig.
Me!
Not her!
(screams)
No!
Let it go, Laurie.
No.
Oh, Craig.
(sobbing)
I loved you.
Please save me again.
MAN: Okay, hold that fish up
a little higher now.
Let me get your picture.
(click)
Bigger than the one your dad caught.
Can we stuff it?
Stuff it? Let's stuff ourselves with it.
Here we go.
Here, son,
why don't you hand me your lunch.
Attaboy.
Steve, why don't you take this down in the galley
and cook that for him.
Right.
(laughing)
Are you kidding?
At his age?
If he's a lifeguard,
than I'm a reigning beauty queen.
He is.
Al's a legend on the beach.
Tell her.
I'm a legend on the beach.
Excuse me. I'll be right back.
(people screaming)
Hobie!
Al!
Al, I'm right here!
Get over the side! Get over the side!
Get away from the ship!
Get over the side! Get away from the ship!
Hobie! Hobie!
MAN: Got a major code three here.
Fishing boat exploded;
victims in the water... maybe Hobie and Al.
Get the rescue boats and hook lines a hundred yards out.
Guys are already in the water.
- Get the chopper up now! - Yeah.
(tires screeching)
(siren blaring)
Hang on!
Don't panic! Help's on the way!
Here you go.
Arm up!
Okay, let's go!
Over here! Over here!
There's Al!
All right, circle clockwise.
Shauni, you all right?
I forgot everything we learned.
You'll remember when you hit the water.
Go!
Get the one drop location over there.
MITCH: Al!
You all right?
Yeah.
Where's Hobie?
I don't know, Mitch.
Part of the boat capsized right there.
(woman screaming)
Oh, man!
We're trapped!
Wait! You've got to hyperventilate more!
Quiet!
I hear something!
Al's here!
Give me some scuba gear.
You could have some, too.
Good, I got 180... 3,000 pounds right there.
Ow!
Hobie!
Oh, thank God.
I want you all to take deep breaths.
Listen to me... take deep breaths.
You ready?
Come on, take it.
You've got to do it.
Got to do it.
(inhales deeply)
Come on, one, two...
(inhales deeply)
Starboard!
Bring her around.
Slow down.
Okay!
All right, get her to the boat.
Breathe out.
Get 'em on board.
All right, buddy.
Got him.
Where's Al?
Don't see anything yet.
Me, neither.
There they are!
Go!
They're there, look.
Bring him over to the side.
One, two, three.
(straining)
Clear that out.
Turn him over.
Okay, ready?
One, two, three, four,
breathe.
One, two, three,
four, breathe.
One, two, three, four, breathe.
Come on, Al.
One, two, three, four,
breathe.
Come on, Al!
No...
Al Gibson was a great man.
And today, in a way, this is more a marriage
than a funeral.
Because today, this great man
will become one with
and inseparable from his great lady.
You know, Al told me recently
that being underwater was like floating in liquid heaven.
So in a way,
I guess he was already in heaven when he died.
But you're not dead, Al.
You're alive in me and everyone you touched.
In the world right now, there are hundreds of people
whose lives you saved.
They may never know
the tremendous debt they owe you.
But all of us
gathered here on your beach
and in front of your tower,
we know, Al.
And we'll never forget you...
or ever stop loving you.
(soft rock music playing)
(humming)
(music fades)