01x08 - Brothers and Sisters

[bunniefuu]

♪ There's too much choice and not enough time ♪

♪ To find what's mine ♪

♪ Aiming for your head, get down ♪

♪ You're the only one in town ♪

[gentle melodic music)

- [Bec] Brothers are people,

who are born with one purpose specifically in mind,

to torment their sisters,

my brother was especially good at it,

particularly when it comes to not turning up on time.

[phone ringing)

- [Joe] Joe here, leave a message.

[phone beeping)

- Hi Joe, looks like the amnesia's got you again.

So, where are you this time, Bali, Hawaii,

or are you just asleep again?

Look, anyway, it's flat as here at Blue Water,

so I'm gonna try Barraband,

so meet me there if you get this message, okay?

Alright, bye.

I don't know why, but lately I seem to be

leaving messages like this all the time.

[dynamic rock music)

♪ Turn it around ♪

♪ Sail the big boat back ♪

♪ They're upside down ♪

- Hey, this is my wave!

Get out of here!

Uh!

♪ They never will, they're very good ♪

- [Heath] Fly!

♪ I'm by myself ♪

♪ I'm , leagues all by myself ♪

- Fly, I'm coming!

Fly, are you okay?

You alright?

Take it easy, huh?

- Here they come.

- [Heath] What do you guys think you're doing?

You could have caused a serious accident.

Don't you know how to surf properly?

- Heath, forget it. - No way.

Don't you idiots know anything?

That was her wave.

- Only south wave, mate,

tourists can blow back where they came from.

- Take the m*dget with you. - Don't call me a m*dget!

- [Surfer] Yeah, go on, get out of here.

- [Surfer] Yeah, nick off, both of you, mate.

- [Heath] What, is this beach reserved for morons?

- [Fly] Heath.

- Oh, sorry, we didn't see the sign.

- Yeah, well now you have, so rack off!

- [Surfer] Yeah, go back to Blue Water where you belong.

Go on, buzz off, and don't let us see you back here.

- Alright, keep your shirt on.

You alright? - Let's just go.

- [Cal] Yeah, whatever, mate,

see you later. - Hey!

Leave them alone! - Alright.

- Oh, watch out, here comes Sanderson's little sister.

Now you can take your little hotties back to your own beach.

- That's what this is about?

You pushing them out of the waves as usual.

- If you lot weren't dominating every break around here,

we wouldn't have to. - With Brady back.

- That's rubbish, you do this every year.

You've left school now, so when are you going to grow up?

- [Cal] It's cool, guys, I'll handle this.

- Alright, Cal. - Let's go, guys.

- I'm letting you off,

but stick to your own break from now on, okay.

- We're supposed to be grateful?

You know, the last time I looked, this was a public beach.

- Leave it, Heath, there's no point.

Come on, let's go.

- You're getting really full of yourself,

now you're in with those academy brats.

- Don't pretend we were ever friends, Cal.

- You're not so different to us, Bec

and one day you'll work it out.

- Get lost!

- Hey, surf here anytime, Bec,

but keep your mates where they belong.

[wolf whistling)

[surfers speaking at same time)

- Joe.

What are you doing hanging out with these creeps?

- Well, you've got your new mates and I've got mine.

- What are you talking about,

since when are these guys your mates?

- Since when do I have to answer to you?

- Joe?

This guy was my brother

and suddenly I felt like I didn't know him.

- Matt, this is something special.

- Simmo, it's a dinosaur, I can't turn on this.

- Exactly, you'll only be able

to do what the wave lets you do.

- Won't be able to pull out

your three-move special on that, ey, Matt?

- I don't have a special.

- Matt, riding a Thruster's like driving an automatic car,

you jump back on an old manual like this for a few days

and you'll start to feel the engine better.

- Simmo, there are reasons we've moved on.

It's too heavy,

there's too much foam through the rail,

the bottom's too flat, the tail's too narrow,

the nose is too wide, it's as subtle as a barge.

- Yeah, Matt, a great board has a dynamic, a feel.

- Obi Wan says feel the force, Matt.

- You'll be on a knee board.

- Yeah, I'll feel the force alright,

when I'm slamming into the rocks 'cause I turned too slow.

- Peterson didn't seem to have a problem turning it.

- Michael Peterson?

Three-time Australian title, Michael Peterson?

- Yeah, donated it when the academy opened.

- It's not what he scored bells on in the 's?

- Ah, ,

yeah, he did win it that year.

But you're probably right, the rails are pretty fat,

you'll just end up on the rocks.

- It might be worth a shot,

just as a joke.

I mean, if it was good enough for Peterson.

♪ Yeah, yeah, oh yeah, you spoke to me ♪

♪ Yeah, you spoke to me ♪

- Sprint!

Drop!

Sprint!

♪ Into my ear, you spin into my ear ♪

♪ You spin into my ear ♪

- Good work, Perri!

♪ You spin into my open ear ♪

♪ My, my, my ♪

- Matt, come on!

♪ My, my, my ♪

♪ Once more, you said to me ♪

♪ Yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah ♪

♪ Once more, you said to me ♪

♪ Yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah ♪

♪ Once more, you said to me ♪

♪ Yeah, yeah, you spin into my open ear ♪

♪ My, my, my, my ♪

♪ My ♪

- Good waves, mate.

- What's with the prehistoric stick?

- I don't get it, it looks like a pig, but man, it goes.

- Yeah?

Swap for a few hours?

- Maybe later.

- Bec!

Your Mum's here!

- Mum! - Oh, hi, Becs.

Here you go.

- Oh, I can't eat any more of these things,

I've still got the last ones.

- Alright, I'm just trying to look after

the family champion. - Yeah, I know.

- Don't forget the barbecue.

- No, I'll be there, Joe's coming, isn't he?

- Hope so, never can be too sure with Joe these days.

Do you know where he spends his time outside school?

He's hardly ever home.

Bec, do you?

- No, I don't.

- You haven't been surfing with him lately?

- No. - You don't sound too sure.

- I haven't surfed with him in weeks.

Sorry, Mum, look, I'd better get back.

- Oh yeah, alright.

- Thanks for all this stuff.

- I'll see you tomorrow.

[mellow melodic music)

- Hold it, cowboy, you taking that to bed?

- Don't give him any ideas.

- It's going under my bed.

- Sorry, the rule is bedrooms for humans,

boards sleep in the shed.

- Can't you make an exception?

I just don't like her being out there in the cold,

she needs care.

- Oh, she told me that she's been very happy

out there for the last eight years.

Back in the shed, Matt.

- [Matt] Something funny?

[mellow rock music)

♪ Hey, too bad ♪

♪ You missed the boat ♪

♪ I turned away and you weren't even looking ♪

♪ Maybe I will send a teary message ♪

♪ Say goodbye in a goodbye message ♪

♪ 'Cause you don't even know what you're farewelling ♪

♪ And you went looking somewhere new ♪

♪ When I went missing ♪

♪ And I ain't never coming back ♪

♪ Just going further ♪

♪ No, I ain't never coming back ♪

♪ I won't look back ♪

♪ I won't look back ♪

♪ I won't look back ♪

♪ I won't look back ♪

♪ I won't look back ♪

♪ I won't look back ♪

♪ I won't look back ♪

♪ I won't look back ♪

- [Bec] I do not believe this.

- They knew what they were looking for.

[door opening)

- Unbelievable, I find the most beautiful stick

and some creep racks off with it.

I knew I should have kept Angelina under the bed.

- [Edge] Angelina?

You gave it a name? - Yeah, for Angelina Jolie.

- Don't you think she's a little old for you?

- Okay, so they drove off in a station wagon, right?

- Or a panel van, it was really dark, I'm sorry.

- Well, did you get a look at any of them?

- They were halfway up the road, before I got there.

- Police are coming round later.

- I don't get it, last night you said

you saw one of the guys jump into a station wagon.

- Well, I mean, it all happened so fast,

I'm just doing the best I can.

- Sure. - Hey, Becca, Mum's waiting.

- Ben, what are you doing here?

- We're picking you up, remember?

Hi. - Hi, Kat.

- Hi. - What's happening?

- The boards got pinched, that's all.

I'll get my bag.

- Hello, Miss Sanderson. - Hello, Anna.

So any of you going home for Easter?

- No, it's a bit far to go for a couple of days.

- I'd k*ll to be home this weekend,

they'll have an osterbomb and osterfeuer.

- Oyster what?

- An Easter tree and a bonfire,

it's my favorite time of the year.

[mellow melodic music)

- Hi, hope this is okay. - What's okay?

- Anna was feeling a little homesick,

so I asked her to join us, that's okay with you, isn't it?

- Yeah, course. - Come on, Ben.

- Wait, I think one of us should change.

- I haven't done any laundry, this is my last shirt.

- We look like twins.

- So I'll fit right into your family.

- Hm.

No offense against Anna, but if Joe came home

while she was there, this Easter would be a disaster.

Alright Ben, give me the dirt,

what's been happening with Joe and you old?

- They've been fighting a lot.

You know he's friends with Calum Hardy now?

- Yeah, Mum and Dad know?

- No way, they'd freak!

- Becs, can you give me a hand in the kitchen, please?

- Yeah, sure, Mum!

- Joe! - Hey, I told you I'd make it.

Where's Mum? - Inside.

- Hi, Joe.

- What are you doing here? - Your Mum invited me.

- Oh, great, I thought this was just family.

- Leave her alone, Joe. - Why?

She's the one who ruined my place at the academy,

doesn't anyone remember that?

- I don't wanna spoil your Easter,

I'll just tell your Mum I have to get back to training.

- What? - That was pretty slack.

- Hey, hang on a sec!

Listen, if Mum's invited you, it's okay, right.

I mean, that stuff about the surf academy,

I shouldn't have brought it all up again, but I'm sorry.

Truce?

- Sure, it's Easter after all.

- It's got to be those idiots

who kicked you off the beach yesterday.

We should go down there with a bunch of guys

and take our boards back.

- You see, that's what's commonly known

as a l*nch m*b, Matt,

now they might still do that in Tassie,

but up here we've got people called police.

- I don't know why, they haven't turned up yet.

I mean, where's the forensics squad?

Why haven't they collected fibers,

soil samples, DNA fragments?

- Matt, they're not hunting a serial k*ller.

- Yeah, it's just as well,

the crime scene's been walked all over.

If you ask me, there's only one way

we can get our boards back

and that's to do our own detective work.

Here we go, forensic gloves, evidence satchels,

so are you in or out?

- Out of my mind, that is.

- The prodigal son finally returns.

- [Bec] Oh no, they're gonna be shredding each other.

[laughing)

- Okay, so our bread and chocolate suck,

but what do you like about Australia?

- The sun, the beaches, the people,

you just need to move it closer to Europe.

- No, surf's crowded enough as it is.

- I hate to interrupt, have you got a moment?

- Ben, you wanted to show me your new board?

- Oh yes, it's in the shed. - Come on, Ben.

- I thought she was number one on your hate list.

- Hey, I was only trying to be nice,

although I kind of dig the sexy accent.

- Oh. - Look, are you gonna

give me a hard time about missing our surf?

- No, I just wanna know why you're screwing your life up,

that's all. - Give it a rest, alright!

I get enough lectures from Mum.

- Joe, if you keep hanging out with those creeps,

you're gonna end up in trouble, just trust me.

- They're not creeps, alright, they're cool.

- Cool?

I caught them stealing our boards and you were with them,

exactly how cool is that? - Alright, look,

it wasn't my idea, I didn't even wanna be there.

- Then why were you?

- It's just a bit of stupid fun, okay,

you'll get your dumb boards back.

- Fine, walk away, but you get those boards back,

because I can't keep lying to my friends.

I mean it, Joe! - Why wait?

Call 'em now!

Go on, what do you care what your friends think of me?

- Just get them back, okay?

[mellow melodic music)

♪ I came, I came ♪

♪ I came, I came back ♪

♪ I came, I came ♪

- What's going on?

- I'm doing what the police should've done, but didn't.

See, we've got footage of the getaway car's tires,

it's better than a fingerprint.

- Give us a look. - What's the matter?

- It's actually Simmo's car.

Sorry, Sherlock.

- I suppose you think you're clever?

- No, I just think you should stop wasting time.

- Alright then, we know who did it,

let's put them under surveillance, come on.

[laughing)

- Hey! - What's the big joke?

- We're painting Easter eggs like we do back in Germany.

- See, this is the golden girl, you, alright

and well, this is me, the bad egg.

- Your father said to start without him,

he's been held up at the yard.

Joe, I asked you to look after the barbecue.

- Yeah, Mum, chill, it's under control.

- I can see that.

Oh!

Why must you ruin everything? - Mum!

It was an accident. - No, it wasn't.

He never takes anything seriously, that's his whole problem.

- His whole problem is that ever since he missed out

on the academy, you treat him like he's hopeless.

- Rubbish! - It's true

and when you treat someone like a loser,

sooner or later they start acting like one.

- Leave Mum out of this!

If anyone makes me feel like a loser, it's you!

I mean, why do you think

I don't go surfing with you anymore?

All you ever talk about is the academy on and on and on!

- But that's my life.

- Yeah, your life, not mine!

You got in, I didn't,

so what makes you think I enjoy hearing about it?

- But you never told me!

- I've been dreaming about pro surfing since I was

and now I'm nowhere and my little sister,

she's in pole position. - That's not my fault!

- So why do you rub it in all the time?

- I don't! - Don't you?

[melancholic melodic music)

♪ It's all to be ♪

- I know we're not best mates, but,

if you need someone to talk to.

- Is your family this dysfunctional?

- No, much worse.

- Joe taught me how to surf.

His mates gave him a really hard time about it,

but he didn't care.

I just want things to go back the way they were, you know.

I'd swap places with him tomorrow,

if I thought it would help. - Give up the academy?

I still don't get why you're so worried about him.

- Do you promise not to tell the others?

- What do you want? - Back for more, fellas?

- Come on, you seen enough yet?

I wanna keep my camera in one piece

and my face.

What are they up to now?

- They keep going in and out behind some rocks.

- Matt, they're probably just taking a leak.

- Or stashing the boards.

- Come on, Matt, let's just go home.

- [Matt] No way, this is evidence.

- Alright, see you later. - See ya.

- Quick, they're clearing out, now's our chance.

- Chance for what?

Permanent disfigurement?

- They must hang out here a bit.

Don't you just love what they've done with the decor?

Oh no! - What?

- It's Angelina. - Are you sure?

- I'd know her anywhere.

[mellow melodic music)

- You wanna play? - It's not really my sport.

- Come on, Germany versus Australia

and Germany can have a head start.

- Germany does not need a head start.

Hey!

- Yes, and Australia leads by one.

- Only because Australia cheats.

- [Joe] Come on.

- Bec told me about these new friends of yours.

- Did she? - Joe,

I'm only trying to help you.

- Okay, here's how, stay out of it!

[melancholic piano music)

- Here you go, guys, happy Easter.

- Oh, you didn't have to do that.

- Oh, I thought it was kind of appropriate.

See, this one's small, but perfectly formed

and this one is gonna have full nuts.

[car horn tooting)

- [Matt] It's those guys!

- Forget it, mate, you still can't prove anything.

- It's a station wagon, that's what Bec said they used.

- She thought they used. - Hey, how you going?

- [Fly] Isn't that Bec's brother?

- Oh, good, how are you? - That's him alright.

- Why would he do that to us?

- He's surely not still sore he didn't get in?

- Come on, look, so far it's all just guesswork.

- It's more than enough evidence to take to the cops.

- We can't dob Bec's brother in to the cops!

- So what do we do?

- [Perri] Somebody should just ask her straight out.

- Go on then, ask me.

[light haunting music)

- Did you see Joe steal our boards?

- Yeah, I saw him.

I'm really sorry, guys, I'll get them back, I promise.

- It's too late, Bec, they've been burned.

- You're kidding me?

- One of our boards is burned at least.

- We think it was ours. - It was ours.

- Joe wouldn't do that!

- I'm just telling you what we saw, Bec.

[knocking on door) - Hey guys.

Bec, the cops came round while you were out,

they want you to go down in the morning, make a statement.

- What am I gonna do?

I can't lie to the cops and they'll find out,

that'll make it even worse.

- I wouldn't wanna rat on my brother either,

he'd never speak to me again.

- And he'll be charged, Mum and Dad will k*ll him.

- Maybe you should warn him at least?

- He's not even speaking to me right now.

- He might speak to me.

- He stole our boards, I don't think we owe him anything.

- I'm not doing it for him, I'm doing it for Bec!

- Hey!

I got your text, what's up?

- Bec's been asked to make a statement to the police.

[melancholic piano music)

♪ It's all to be ♪

- Ready, Bec? - Excuse me.

Alright, the rest of you,

I've managed to get a loan of a few boards

from the Sandy Breaks Surf School,

[group groaning)

until you can get your own replaced,

yeah, I know, but they'll do for a few days.

- Sweet. - Sounds better than nothing.

Thanks, Simmo. - This one looks okay.

- Actually that's for Anna.

Mate, I've got something special for you.

Since you were so attached

to the old Michael Peterson stick, here you go.

- Hey, have a look at this!

It's the same year, '!

- That's exactly the same, look,

dimension signature's the same.

- What?

I thought the one you gave me was a one-off!

You said it was the board he scored bells on.

- No, you said that.

If you'd bothered to hang around,

I would've told you that he signed three dozen of these.

But no, no, you jumped to conclusions, grabbed the board,

ran into the surf, before I could even draw breath.

- No need to feel too stupid, Matt,

it's quite comforting knowing that Angelina's got a sister,

many, many sisters.

♪ Maybe change my ways ♪

♪ I've come too far for that now ♪

- Bec, are you alright, you're a bit quiet?

- Yeah, I'm fine.

♪ Oh, I can waste all day ♪

♪ Oh, I can waste all day ♪

- What's this?

These are our boards. - What?

- Yeah! - It's unbelievable!

- How did they get back in there?

- I've no idea.

- Obviously our thieves have a conscience.

- Or a sister.

- What did you say to him last night?

- Not much, he must have worked it out for himself.

- I can't believe we got all the boards back, every one.

- Even your Peterson magic board, Matt.

Hey, isn't that the same as the one--

- Ah, Deb, it's a long story.

[dynamic rock music)

♪ Well the reason that I have to spend the entire ♪

- What do you want?

- To know what you're doing on our beach?

- It's flat at Barrabands, so we figured we'd come here.

- I see, so the rules change when it suits you?

- Well, we thought you might be in a good mood,

since you seem to have found your missing boards.

- Yeah, we are, which is why we've come to make a truce.

- What?

- Some days the break runs at Barraband,

some days it runs here.

- We wanna surf every day, so do you.

- So?

- So we make it easy on ourselves,

early mornings, best part of the day,

we stick to our own breaks, after eight we go

where the waves are and we don't crowd each other out.

- It sounds fair.

- Okay, deal

for now.

- Alright then, see ya out there.

[cheering)

- Hey, Joe, thanks for returning our surfboards.

- I don't know what you're talking about.

In fact, would you have really told the cops about me?

- You'll never know, Joe.

But I do know I never wanna face anything like that again.

- Yeah, I'm sorry. - Okay.

You know, I really don't care if you see these guys,

I mean, I think their brains

have been eaten away by sea lice, but it is your life

and I just wish you wouldn't dis me to do it.

- Okay,

it's a deal.

- And I won't blab on about Solar Blue all the time,

that's my deal. - Good.

Well, now that we've got that sorted,

let's see who's the real surfer in this family.

- You're on, go!

[dynamic rock music)

♪ Pictures of you give me satisfaction ♪

♪ Pictures of you could it be that you're mine ♪

♪ And I dream of the day I so wanna sh**t it right ♪

♪ Pictures of you they're reacting every action ♪

♪ Pictures of you, for every shape there is light ♪

♪ And I dream of the day I so wanna sh**t it right ♪

♪ There's too much choice and not enough time ♪

♪ To find what's mine ♪

♪ Aiming for your head, get down ♪

♪ You're the only one in town ♪

[light melodic music)