02x15 - Episode 15

[bunniefuu]

(upbeat music)

♪ 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 ♪

- [Voiceover Amy] Sometimes I think having a boyfriend

is like owning a dog.

Except dogs are a lot easier to control.

- Eric, this is a really dumb idea.

What if Simmo finds out?

- Simmo's not here!

Besides, it's just a bit of fun.

Here, can you plug that in?

- [Voiceover Amy] Like dogs,

they're always getting themselves in trouble.

But no one ever be told.

- Eric sit, stay.

- Did you just tell me to stay?

- I don't think you should do this,

swimmers have their helmets for training purposes only.

- Aims, Aims, Aims, Aims, Aims, Aims, Aims,

you worry too much, do you know that?

(beeping)

(water splashing)

- [Voiceover Amy] Oh well, I tried

- Eric's got the helmet has he?

- Ah Simmo, yeah he wanted me to give him

some training tips.

- Good to see him showing some initiative.

Don't worry about it,

I'll take over from here.

Eric, Simmo here,

let's do some work on your aerials mate.

(music playing)

Eric?

Eric?

(water splashing)

Hey Eric get off that wave mate, it's too small,

there's a bigger set out the back.

(rock music)

Eric, get off the wave, let's do some work on your aerials.

What's wrong with this thing?

- Maybe he has it turned off.

- Why would he have it turned off?

(waves crashing)

Eric!

Eric, get in here, come on.

- What's up?

- Something wrong with your helmet.

- No, no it's fine.

- Then why couldn't you hear a word I said?

Come on.

You got the volume turned right down.

(electronic beeping)

(rock music)

My office, after training.

- [Voiceover Amy] I knew I shouldn't have

let him off the leash today.

- And a stunt with the training helmet was just typical.

You know you came in last on the scoreboard?

- Last, but I'm doing okay in the comps.

- Last, the comps are not your problem,

the problem is your attitude.

You're turning slacking off into an art form.

- I'm sorry Simmo.

(knocking)

- Simmo, the new fins have arrived.

- Yeah good, just put 'em anywhere.

Mate there are so many surfers out there

that would give anything

to swap places with you,

so you better start pulling your weight.

And I'm not just talking about at training,

I'm talking about around the house, at school.

- [Voiceover Amy] And like dogs,

boys never seem to understand

how much trouble they're in until it's too late.

- Isn't he adorable?

His name's Nicky,

he's been in the pound for a month

so if someone doesn't take him today, it's over.

- Over, you mean?

- Yeah, I'd take him myself,

but I've already got four stray dogs,

three cats, a sick possum and psychotic parrot.

Mum's threatening to leave home.

- He's so cute.

Amy?

Wouldn't you love to take him home?

- To be honest, one pet's enough.

- You've got a pet?

- Not exactly, but sometimes it feels that way.

- Brooke, can you take him?

- Sorry Ella, Solar Blue won't let us have any pets.

No exceptions.

- Don't say no yet.

Just, come see him today

after school.

Please?

- Corey, well done.

Amy, that's improved.

Very happy.

Eric, disappointing, mate.

Disappointing.

Right, Annabelle--

- Eric, you can't afford to lose anymore points.

- I know.

(bell rings)

Mr. Owens, is there any way I can turn this into a pass?

- Well, I suppose you could repeat it,

but you'd need a good reason.

- How about my likely m*rder when Simmo finds out my mark?

- All right, as long as you have it to me

by Monday at the latest.

- Monday, that's the whole weekend blown.

- It's up to you.

If you don't want to pass--

- Monday.

Monday's cool.

(upbeat music)

- So Eric got a big lecture from Simmo this morning?

- Yeah, it was pretty full-on.

Simmo told him to start pulling his weight, or else.

- Or else what?

- I don't know.

Hey, isn't that Dan?

- [Rachael] Dan who?

- Dan Coleman.

Remember, the hot-shot surfer

that was originally picked for Solar Blue?

- [Rachael] Oh yeah.

But then he took the sponsorship

from Stillson Sports instead.

- Wonder what he's doing here?

- Maybe Simmo has something to do with it.

- Simmo?

(upbeat music)

- What would he be talking to Dan about?

- That's what I was wondering.

- Hey guys, Jilly around?

- Nah, she went down to the shops.

- OK Nicky, coast is clear.

- Ah.

- What's this Brooke?

- [Mike] Did it follow you home?

- Here pooch.

Come here.

Come here (mumbling).

Whose dog is it?

- Well, mine, kind of.

- Yours?

What happened to the no pets, no parties rule?

- I know, but when he looked at me

with those big brown eyes,

I couldn't leave him at the pound.

(Eric mumbles at the dog)

- You know Julie's gonna freak when she sees him.

- Well, then I just won't let Julie see him.

Will I?

- Hey, Dan.

- Hey Amy, how are things at Solar Blue?

- Pretty good.

How are things with you?

- Yeah, not bad, not bad.

Had to give Stillson's the flick though,

so I'm looking for a new sponsor.

- Um, any luck?

- I'm not too sure yet, but you never know.

Could end up seeing a lot more of each other.

- What do you mean?

- Uh, I can't talk about it right now, but

I'll see you around.

(dramatic music)

- [Eric] Where are you going to hide him?

- How about the gym?

Jilly hardly ever goes in there.

- Simmo does.

- Yeah, but Simmo's a big softy.

I think we can talk him round.

- I don't know about that. - Hello?

- Behind the couch.

Put him behind-- - Hello?

Where is everybody?

Hi, anybody here?

- Hey, Jilly, just tidying up, you know.

- Wow, bout time.

(growling)

- Shh, be quiet. - What was that noise?

- Ah, me stomach.

Must be getting pretty close to tea.

- No, no, no, it came from over there.

- Actually, it was my stomach.

- Brooke, what are you doing behind the couch?

- Just looking for my bag.

- Does your bag have tail?

- (heavy sighing) Come on Nicky,

say hello to Jilly.

(Jill sighs)

- Wherever that dog came from, he has got to go back.

- But Jilly?

- No Brooke, I'm sorry.

- But he's from the pound on death row.

If I take him back, he's history.

- It's just for the weekend

until we can find him a new home.

- All right, just for the weekend.

But if he's a problem, he goes.

- Thank you, he won't be a problem.

He's an absolute angel.

- That angel is eating your bag.

(scoffing) - Aww, Nicky, stop it.

(light music)

- G'day Andrew.

Yeah, I had that meeting with Dan.

You're right, he's asked us to take him on.

Yeah, I know, it would be a sponsor's dream.

Major coup.

Yep, absolutely, I couldn't agree more.

I just wanted to run it past you first,

so if you speak to the legal people,

I can get back to Dan.

- Are you serious?

I don't believe that.

- Neither do I.

- Don't you see, it all fits.

The lecture Simmo gave you, the secret meeting with Dan,

now the phone call with Andrew.

- And if they're taking on Dan, someone's gotta go.

- And guess who's at the bottom of the board.

- What, I've been having a bad run.

Simmo can't do this.

- [Mike] It's totally unfair.

- It sucks.

And if it's Eric now, who'll be next to go?

- Nicky, no.

- I'm gonna go talk to Simmo right now.

- You can't.

He's gone out for dinner.

Don't worry, we'll all talk to Simmo tomorrow.

We can't let this happen.

We won't.

(light rock music)

(alarm beeps)

- Go on Eric, up and at 'em.

Don't want to be late for training.

- What's the point?

I'm up for the chop anyway.

- You can't just lie there all day.

- Yeah, why not?

- Because, that will just make Simmo

think he's doing the right thing.

- Yeah, don't give him the satisfaction.

♪ Oh, and I still have to explain ♪

♪ So you said makin' me stay ♪

- It's not like Simmo to be late.

- He probably can't face us.

- So much for loyalty.

I'm gonna tell him exactly what I think of him.

- You and me both.

- Guys, I don't think this is

the smartest way to handle this.

- Why not?

- Well, Simmo doesn't know you know,

which you could use to your advantage.

- How?

- This is Eric's chance to show Simmo

he can actually lift his game without Simmo knowing why.

- What's the point?

It won't do any good.

- No, Corey could be right.

Dan may not be signed yet.

You can use this time to turn Simmo around.

- I don't know, right now, all I want to do is blast him.

- Then get ready, 'cause here he comes.

- Eric, how much do you want this?

What does Solar Blue mean to you?

- You know what it means.

If I can't be a surfer, I don't know what I'll do.

- Then prove to Simmo you can change.

- Sorry I'm late.

Let's get stuck in, shall we?

(upbeat music)

Come on guys, push.

That's it, keep going.

- Six, seven, eight, nine.

Eric's really going for it today.

- Yeah, I've noticed.

- They're not all your clothes, are they?

- No, but there's no point in leaving it

for someone else to pick up.

- [Jill] Good on you.

- You know Jilly, I was wondering if you

could put me down for some extra chores?

- Did he say extra chores?

- That's what is sounded like.

- Are you not feeling well?

Would you like me to get the thermometer for you?

- Seriously, it's time I did my share.

(upbeat music)

- And I can show you a website

where you can get the rest of the info from.

- Aw, this time the assignment's gonna be so much better.

I'll show you what I've done already.

Dude, have you seen the pages I had already finished?

They were right here.

- Uh, no.

Oh.

I never thought I'd say this, but I

think the dog ate your homework.

- Bad, bad, Nicky.

Very bad Nicky.

Look at what you.

I'm gonna have to do it again.

It's a dog man, not a goat.

(chuckling)

- Hey, what's going on here?

Oh, the mutt chewed through my internet cable.

Brooke!

Brooke!

- Bad Nicky!

Bad Nicky!

- I know, I don't want to do this either.

But at least there's nothing here you can destroy.

I'll take you for a walk later, OK?

Promise.

(dog whines)

♪ Say what you want, go ♪

♪ Feeling that it's all music, hey ♪

♪ I don't care ♪

- [Corey] He's lost it, look.

(all groan) (laughing)

- [Amy] That's like my one the other day.

- Where's Eric?

- Oh, he's up in his room redoing an assignment.

- He's up there while everyone's watching a movie?

- Yeah.

- This is Eric we're talking about?

- Yeah, Eric.

Oh! (groaning)

- Can I have a word?

- Yeah.

What's the problem?

- What's the story with Eric?

Is he all right?

- Yeah, he's fine, why?

- Well, he's training like a maniac,

volunteering for extra chores,

and now he's being a model student.

Something's got to be going on.

- Simmo hasn't told you?

- Simmo hasn't told me what?

Come on Amy, I want to know.

- Simmo?

- Fly, can you give us a hand for a sec?

- Not unless you tell me why you're replacing Eric.

- Replacing Eric?

- Everyone knows Simmo.

- What?

- Amy saw you with Dan Coleman

then she heard you on the phone to Andrew.

- Right.

- Look, I know Dan's a hot surfer,

but what about poor Eric?

- Hello, earth to Fly.

I'm not replacing Eric, I never was.

- What?

- Dan's talking to Solar Blue about sponsorship.

It's got nothing to do with the Academy or Eric.

Wouldn't be much of a coach if I just replaced people

every time they're having problems, would I?

- (sighing) That's great.

Poor Eric's been knocking himself out

trying to impress you.

I'll go tell him.

- Just hang on a sec.

- What?

- Well, I just see a window of opportunity

and I think we'd be foolish to slam it shut.

- What does that mean?

- It means, don't say anything about this yet, OK?

- Simmo, you are going to tell him, aren't you?

- Yeah, of course.

Just not right now.

(guitar music)

- Morning sir.

- Eric.

- Brought you coffee, a could of beckies if you're peckish.

- Mate, it's very considerate of you.

Just put it down here amongst the mess.

- Oh, this office is looking like a bit

of a disaster, eh Simmo?

- Yeah.

Yeah, I don't know where to start, really.

Filing to be done, magazines to be sorted,

folders put away, I don't know when I'm gonna find the time.

- Uh, well, I could do it for you, if you'd like?

- You sure?

- Yeah, I think.

- Eric, that would be awesome.

Why don't you start with the filing down there on the floor.

Thanks mate.

- Hey Simmo, here's the mail.

- Thanks Fly.

- Eric, what are you doing?

- Just, cleaning Simmo's office.

- Ah.

Well, uh, that's very nice of you.

- Here you go Nicky, breakfast.

(sighing) He's chewed trough it.

Nicky?

Nicky?

I can't find Nicky.

He's run off.

- And that's a bad thing?

- Yes.

If he gets caught, he'll wind up in the pound again.

You know what that means, don't you?

- It's all right Brooke, we'll help you find him.

- Thanks.

But we better go now before he gets too far.

(light music)

- You guys coming?

- Okay, we're coming.

♪ Hi ♪

♪ Please be aware ♪

♪ That your dog cries and helpless ♪

♪ He'll make his way (mumbling) ♪

♪ No matter how it affects your neighbors and their dogs ♪

♪ Don't think it's very happy ♪

♪ Tied on a short leash ♪

♪ Chained to a puppy ♪

♪ Tied on a short leash ♪

- You want me to comb it for you?

- Yeah, good.

- What's going on?

- Oh, my shoulder's a bit sore.

Eric offered to carry my board.

- You're surfing (mumbling)?

- So?

Every now and then I feel like a Malibu moment.

- Right.

- OK, I'll get back to washing your van now, Simmo.

- Good on you mate.

- Yep.

- He's washing your van?

- He offered.

- This streaks gone too far Simmo.

You have to tell him.

- Yeah, I will.

Soon.

Very soon.

- Nicky? ♪ Tied on a short leash ♪

♪ Gravity lets me down ♪

(growling)

Nicky, thank goodness.

Come here boy.

Nicky, Nicky.

Nicky, stop that.

Come with me.

Come on.

OK, we have to go now.

- Oy, come back here.

- Come on, come on.

Hurry up Nicky, we can't let him catch you.

- Yeah, no, no, no, watch, here he comes.

(groaning)

- [Eric] Oh, he's took his head off.

(rock music) (chuckling)

- [Fly] Are those Simmo's shirts?

- What are you making fun?

You think I'd be seen dead in this?

- Okay, I can't take this anymore.

- What's wrong?

- Eric isn't for the chop.

He never was.

- What?

- Simmo told me yesterday.

- Well that's awesome.

- How come you didn't tell us this before?

- Simmo wouldn't let me.

He's been enjoying having his own personal sl*ve.

- I can't believe he'd do that.

- I had no idea.

He sucked me right in.

That guy is good.

- OK, now I'm definitely going to tell Simmo what I think.

- No, no, no, no, no, leave it to me.

I know how to handle this.

Not a word to Simmo, OK?

- Nicky, no.

My good runners.

(heavy sighing)

What am I gonna do with you, hey?

- Brooke?

There's Some people here to see you.

- Hi Brooke, this is Mr. Wilmot.

(dog whines)

- Nicky, no.

Look, hi.

I'm sorry about what he did to your washing.

He's normally much better behaved.

Nicky, stop that.

- Hello darling.

Oh, I missed you, too.

- Mr. Wilmot is Nicky's owner.

- His owner?

- He was away in hospital.

A neighbor was supposed to look after Nicky,

but he ran off.

- Hope he hasn't give you too much trouble.

- Oh no, he's been an angel.

But I'm glad he's found you at last.

- We better go.

Thanks for looking after him, Brooke.

- Yeah, can't thank you enough.

I don't know what I'd do without him.

- Bye Nicky, I'll miss you.

(light music)

- Oh cheer up.

Just think what he would have cost you in shoes.

(light rock music)

- [Eric] G'day Simmo.

- Eric.

What's with the mount?

- Uh, belongs to a mate of mine.

And he's selling, so I thought you might be interested.

- Yeah, maybe.

- Why don't you take her out for a spin?

- 'Cause we're about to start training.

- Oh, come on will only take a minute.

She's all waxed up, ready to go.

- Yeah, all right.

Why not.

Hold this.

Watch and learn guys, watch and learn.

- Watch and learn.

- What are you up to Eric?

- Yeah, I thought you said you weren't

gonna do him any more favors?

- Oh, I'm not.

Believe me, this is the oldest trick in the book.

- What trick?

- Soap instead of wax, man.

(laughing)

- Excellent.

(laughing) (cheering)

- Fly told you, didn't she?

- Yeah.

- And I suppose you think this makes us even?

- No, now I think you got off lightly.

Shouldn't we be training?

(fast-paced music)

- We need to talk.

- About the Dan Coleman thing?

- You shouldn't jump to conclusions without all the facts.

All you had to do was ask,

I would have cleared everything up.

- Yeah, I know.

I'm sorry.

But you shouldn't have let Eric

go on thinking he was for the chop.

- I needed to put a rocket under him

and you provided it.

I might have gone on with it just a little bit,

but I don't think it did him any harm.

Where have you been?

- Went for a run, bit of extra training.

- Of your own bat?

- Yeah, well I guess I'm in the habit.

- That's impressive.

- OK, OK, I get the point.

- You know what mate, I could really use

another cup of coffee.

- Simmo? - What?

- All right.

I'll get this one, but this is definitely the last one.

- Pity, could have had a whole new career as my butler.

- Tell you what I will do for you Simmo.

- Oh yeah, what's that?

- I'll wax your board any time you want, mate.

- Funny guy. - Yeah.

- Yeah, OK.

T-tails.

- [Eric] T-tails

- Free shot, what do you got?

- You want it? - Yeah.

- I don't think you want it. - Bring it.

- [Amy Voiceover] OK, maybe I was wrong about boyfriends.

They're not really like dogs.

No, dogs are much, much easier to understand

(upbeat music)

♪ I think there's too much choice, and not enough time ♪

♪ Too find, what's mine ♪

♪ Aiming for your head, get down ♪

♪ You're the only one in town ♪

(sweeping dramatic music)