01x03 - Trouble in Paradise

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["Aiming for Your Head")

♪ 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 ♪

♪ Wa-ha-ha ♪

♪ Woo ♪

[dramatic music)

[knocking)

- All right, gentlemen!

[hands clap)

Everyone up, come on! - Training day one

has just begun.

[gentle music) [waves crashing)

Day one of the next year of our lives.

It begins with a soft sand jog,

good for lactic acid tolerance in your large muscle groups,

the quads, hams, and the glute max.

Helps you hold it steady down the tube.

Followed with hard sand sprints.

- Keep your elbows in! - Promotes fast-twitch

muscle fibers, speeds up reflexes and response times,

gets you up on your board faster

and burns off Beca's sandwiches.

- Go!

Come on, fast, fast, fast, faster!

- [Matt] After this, let's hope we get

to hit the impact zone.

- Okay, nice start, everyone.

Now we're gonna split into two groups.

Beauties go with Deb.

Beasts stay with me on the beach.

Tomorrow beasts go with Deb.

Beauties come with me.

We see a pattern forming?

- [Matt] Six days a week

for the next weeks.

♪ Run to the beach ♪

- Come on, Perri, breath in every six strokes!

♪ Dance on the shore ♪

♪ 'Cause the ocean is the cure ♪

♪ I wonder as times rolls by ♪

- Anna, not bad.

Fly, you're gonna have to keep practicing this,

because if you get wiped out in big surfs,

then you need to be able to hold your breath

until you come up to the surface.

♪ Nice ♪

♪ Ooh, ah ♪

♪ Ooh, ah ♪

♪ Ooh, ah ♪

- [Matt] Not a bad life, huh?

Two hours of this before and after school, every day.

It doesn't get any better.

[upbeat music)

- Come in!

Okay, great work, everyone.

Let's get moving.

First day of school's waiting.

- [Matt] That's right, school.

If you don't make it as a surfer,

and some of us won't,

you have to have something to fall back on.

- This skirt is awful.

You can't be serious about this.

- It looks fine. - Oh, it doesn't look too bad.

- But why do we have to wear these things?

- Democracy in action, if we look equal,

we are equal. - Hm.

- Equally awful.

- Well, at least you don't have

to think about what to wear in the morning.

- Yeah, try telling that to Perri.

- Something wrong?

- That's a very interesting version

of the school uniform, Perri.

- It's just a few minor adjustments.

Bec said they weren't that strict.

- Is that true, Bec?

- Yeah, sort of.

- Which means it's crucial

to make a good first impression.

[dramatic music)

Hey, they've already gone in.

- Yeah, minutes ago.

- Great, so the first impression we give is a bunch

of surf bums.

We're so up ourselves,

we think we can get away with being late on day one.

- Toilets are that way. - Canteen?

- Over there.

Go up here and we miss the front office

and The Exterminator.

- The who? - The principal.

Get on his wrong side and you're history.

Trust me, we do not want to run into,

Mr. Exeter!

- Finally, the surf academy team.

Follow me.

- This could be some sort of record.

Expelled before we're even enrolled.

- I'm sorry, Mr. Exeter.

It's just it's their first day,

and they didn't-- - We didn't know

where to go, and-- - Well, I did.

It's just that they had no--

- What's minutes lateness?

I saw the swell out there this morning.

I trust all the training will pay off big-time, eh, Bec?

Remember, we're counting on you.

[upbeat music)

- I don't believe it.

He was actually nice to us.

- Now a total of pages,

make sure you have them all.

Rebecca.

We'll save all other intros at this late stage.

- [Fly] Oh, I'm not gonna be sick.

I'm not gonna be sick.

- [Perri] Now, where are my kind of, yeah.

- If you'll all kindly find a seat

while I continue detailing the term's assignments.

- [Matt] Biotechnology and genealogy?

I haven't covered that.

- [Anna] Oh man, oh, man,

what am I doing here?

- [Matt] To make it work at a new school,

there's two sets of people you've got to win over,

the professors--

- All right!

- [Matt] And the punters.

Without them on your side,

life can be hell.

[solemn music) [students chattering)

- Well, I can see we're not gonna get very far

with the business of learning

until we've addressed the burning issue

of the week, right, Joe?

- I think it's best if we do it now, sir.

- Well, I'm gonna take a walk down to the storeroom

to get those extra books.

That give you enough time?

- Yeah, it should do.

[solemn music)

No way, Bec, you're with this mob for two days,

and you forgot to tell them?

- Simmo's had us doing so much training, it's not like--

- You're such a surf academy suck-up now, Bec.

- Oh, give her a break, Jarvey.

Bec's still cool.

- Yeah, thanks, Blair.

- You know, you lot get all the special treatment this year,

and we ask for only one thing.

- Will someone tell us what the hell is going on here?

- Yeah, what do you want us to do?

- Uh, the Interschool Surf Comp, this weekend,

they need a team to defend the cup.

It's assumed we'll rep with the school team and win.

- We've only had it for years.

- It'd be pretty lame if a school

with a surf academy lost it.

[solemn rock music)

- It's the least we can do.

- Yeah, why wouldn't we?

- They're just school kids.

We'll cane 'em. - Yeah, well, you better.

It's the only reason why we put up

with you guys around here.

- Great, I'll iron my bikini then.

- Sounds good.

Let's start sweating out the team.

- [Bec] Okay, folks, gather around for the good oil.

- [Matt] Amazing, for a first day of school,

this is about as good as it gets.

♪ Oh, all, all of my life ♪

♪ Oh, gonna have myself a wild one ♪

- Hey, it worked out this morning, right,

splitting the groups, I mean?

- [Simmo] Yeah, it did.

- So can we go through your schedule

for the afternoon sessions?

- You planning on coming along?

- Yeah, sometimes.

Does that bother you?

- Nope, that's fine.

- Uh, where can I put all this?

- Yeah, I suppose you'll need somewhere to work.

- Yeah, that'd be good, thanks.

[playful music)

- Somewhere you can file your reports on my progress.

[playful music)

Here, I'll, uh, I'll, uh, clear you a spot.

Here you go.

- No wonder you never got my emails.

- Yeah, it, uh, conked out a few months ago.

- Well, we can get someone in to fix it for ya.

- No, gettin' along fine without it.

- Oh it's no trouble.

Actually, I think I'm gonna need a desk in here.

Do you mind if I move things around?

- Sure, whatever you need.

[feet stomping) [hands clapping)

- [Students] Blue water!

We will slaughter!

Blue water!

We will slaughter!

- Hold this up, everyone, stand up.

Here, hold the end of this.

Can you girls move away?

- [Students] We will slaughter!

- Quiet, please.

And Joe, as team captain,

you should be in the back row.

- Has everyone signed the entry forms?

- [Students] Yeah.

- Excellent.

Now, all the names are on the list.

Ms, Lane can fax it in.

- And you'll be officially in the program

as the Blue Water High Senior Surfing Team.

Banner up!

And smile. [camera beeps)

[camera clicks) - How easy was that?

Surf the Interschool, this Saturday,

hammer the opposition.

The school's stoked to have us.

- Get out of jail free card for the whole year.

- [laughs) Yes!

- [Bec] And don't you just love the photo?

- Oh, that's nice. - Have you heard

about the two parties this weekend?

- You got invites already?

- Yeah.

I wonder what the deal is

with going out on a Saturday night.

- Hey, Bec, your brother's been nice to me,

friendly even.

- Hope it lasts.

- Three assignments and a novel by the end of the week.

- Yeah, whatever happened to that first-week bludge?

- I still can't believe none of us got our heads flushed.

- Oh, relax!

The school is stoked to have us.

- Yeah, right.

I really think it might all be okay.

- And it gets better.

Not only is Solar Blue throwing you guys a party,

but you'll also get a chance to meet some

of the pro surfers that we sponsor

before they fly to Hawaii.

- Great. - Nice.

- And all this is to celebrate us signing our contracts?

- That's right.

Official invitations with your names and photos on them.

- [Fly] Oh, let's see!

- Cool! - Wow!

- Hang on, Deb, we can't do this on Saturday.

The times clash with the school surf comp.

- You're not taking part in that.

- You're kidding. - We have to.

- We're already entered in the program.

- Then we'll withdraw you.

- Oh Deb, you can't! - Oh come on.

- Yes, we can.

You guys are in the spotlight here.

How'd it look if you got beaten

in some little regional comp by a bunch of schoolkids?

- Yeah, but we're schoolkids, too, aren't we?

- You're potential champions.

You're given clothes and equipment

and entry fees by Solar Blue.

- Which means they own us.

- Which means they stand by you

in tough times and injury, right, Anna?

But not if you risk yourself

in some comp full of kamikaze, wannabe surfers

who barely know the rules.

- Come on.

We surf every day.

- Yeah, we're used to looking out for ourselves out there.

- Not on Saturday, you don't.

- Deb, you don't understand.

- I understand there are plenty of other major surf events

for you to focus on for the rest of the year.

Forget the school comp.

It's not negotiable.

[solemn music)

- You realize the school won't win

without at least some of us on the team.

We're a way higher standard than the other kids,

apart from Joe.

- Dark, light, and too dastardly to mention.

- Maybe Deb's got a point.

Maybe we shouldn't be wasting ourselves on school stuff.

- Well, that sort of attitude's

gonna buy us a lot of friends.

- Well, we're not here for friends.

- Speak for yourself.

My brother's surf captain, and he's relying on us.

- Uh, Heath,

blue jeans normally fit the dark description.

- So you tell Joe there's nothing we can do about it.

- That we've got no choice.

- We don't have a choice. - That's bull!

They can't stop you from surfing.

- Well, they have.

- Joe, it's not our fault.

- Well, if all of you pull out now,

you know we have no chance.

- Yeah, we tried, but they won't let us.

- Yeah, well, you couldn't have tried very hard.

- I don't see the big deal anyway.

Just surf it yourselves.

What are you, pussies?

- Joe, stop it! [students yelling)

- Hey, hey, hey, that's enough!

That's enough!

Principal's office, now.

Right, the rest of you, sit.

[solemn music)

Books on the floor, one pen only on the desk.

This is a test.

[students groaning)

This will determine what stream you're put into.

[solemn music)

- Such a punter.

[solemn music)

[bell rings)

- Pens down.

Bring your papers to me before you leave.

[solemn music) [students chattering)

- What did you do that for?

- I didn't do anything.

- You did it on purpose!

- Paranoid freak.

- That's enough, Jarvey.

Get to your next class.

[solemn guitar music)

- First detention of the year!

What a record [laughs).

- First test I stuff up in my life.

- Oh, who gives about a stupid test?

Who gives about this stupid school?

- I give, Edge.

I don't wanna muck this year up.

- Hey, Emma!

What?

What's the matter with them?

♪ I look to the sun and found ♪

♪ It's dark today ♪

♪ I look to the sun and found ♪

♪ It's dark today ♪

- I think we get the point.

It's like this.

We have to live a double life this year,

one life for Solar Blue

and the other our normal school life.

And by not surfing for the school this weekend,

we're saying that our school life comes second.

- Yeah, that's good, just say exactly that.

- In the case of the People versus Deb and Simmo,

for the People is Matthew Leyland.

- I'll put our case forward.

If I get it right, it might be all it takes.

- He can k*ll at paces with one lash of his tongue.

- The word's sweet-talk, Heath, not heat, man.

- Just let me practice.

I'm only gonna get one shot at this.

- [Bec] Good luck.

- Hi, Simmo.

You got a minute?

- Save it, Matt, there's no point.

- But I think that--

- Matt, I've just got off the phone to your headmaster.

I don't wanna have an argument with you lot too.

- I see, but--

- Look, go and tell everyone they're just gonna have

to roll with the punches on this one, okay?

- Okay, but--

- Because that's what I have to do, too.

[solemn music)

- [Heath] How'd you go?

- Didn't even get in the door.

- [Fly] What?

♪ Remember ♪

♪ I fell into her eyes ♪

- This seat taken?

- No, but I think the show's over.

- I'll just sit here till the next session then.

♪ Yeah, you and me ♪

- You know, the ancient Egyptians used to make rafts

and escape across the sea.

- Yeah, that's an option.

- We can sail away to Tahiti,

become professional surf bums.

♪ I'm gonna change your mind ♪

- Or we could figure out a way a couple of us could be

in two places at once.

- You mean surf the school comp

and make the welcome party on Saturday?

- Yeah. - Now, you're talkin'.

- So two of us surf, is that enough?

- It's enough if you both win.

- We'll win.

- Okay, which two?

- You pick.

- So Bec and I are gonna surf for the school on Saturday.

- It's up to everyone else

to sweet-talk the Solar Blue people,

so they don't notice when we disappear.

- Mm, what if some of us are no good at sweet-talking?

- Oh, it's okay, Fly.

We'll do your share for you.

- Okay, the senior girls' heats are at one,

and the guys' are straight after.

- Cool, we'll leave our boards with you.

Just make sure no other students

or teachers find out what we're planning.

- Okay. - Fair enough.

- Is it really worth it, Matt?

If you get caught...

["Aiming for Your Head"

♪ And I heard you speak to me ♪

- This team, our surf academy students,

Dean, Matthew, Heath, Perri, Rebecca, Fiona and Anna,

standing here before me,

now we're not only signing their talent

but also their integrity and hard work.

And obviously, we're signing their commitment

as young Solar Blue representatives.

- [Bec] Come on, come on, I've got four minutes to go.

- What's this?

- Uh, Blue Water High had

to make some last-minute team changes.

- Cuttin' it fine, aren't you?

- Okay, so why don't we spark up that barbecue?

And later on, I'll meet with all of you individually,

and we'll sign those contracts.

[group applauds)

- Okay, Bec, go.

- Bec!

Come over and meet Louise Castle.

- [Perri] Now what do we do, Matt?

- [Matt] Perri, what are you doing?

♪ I can't go no more ♪

- The senior girls will begin in a few minutes.

Be sure to come down [mumbles) and paddle out.

Thank you.

- Where's Bec?

- She couldn't leave.

You've got me instead.

♪ Get down ♪

- I'll do my best.

- Let's go.

♪ You're the only one around ♪

♪ You're the only one in town ♪

[crowd cheers)

- [Matt] Suddenly this whole thing has gone pear-shaped.

How we gonna keep all this under control

and try to win a surf comp?

I was crazy even to suggest it.

Perri was right.

♪ Aiming for your head, get down ♪

♪ You're the only one around ♪

♪ Aiming for your head, get down ♪

♪ You're the only one in town ♪

- Hey, get off!

- You got the last wave. - That's the idea, you idiot.

The fastest one gets it, now get off!

[dramatic music)

I can't believe it. - Obstruction?

- Hey, guys, guys, I'm sorry,

but both teams were penalized.

- But I had the wave.

She obstructed me.

The ASA rules don't--

- They don't follow the ASA rules in school comps.

- That's crazy. - I'm sorry, but--

[Perri groans)

- Don't mind the mess, Andrew.

- Oh, this is fine.

Right, Heath?

- Yeah, real Home Beautiful, Simmo.

- Let's keep it low-key, Heath.

This is a legal contract you're signing here.

♪ Hold your last clue ♪

♪ But I still ♪

- [Matt] Maybe there's an outside chance

we can still pull this off.

Edge is keeping Mr. Solar Blue happy,

and if everything keeps ticking along fine,

Perri should be back

at any moment. - You're now

the Solar Blue team, congratulations, Edge.

♪ We were just drafting through the sky ♪

- Disaster, Matt.

They disqualified us

when some stupid Redmond High chick smashed into me.

- They're not counting your score?

- No.

- Hey, Matt, the head honcho said to tell you

to go in. - You can't.

You're heat's about to start.

- Go, go, we'll cover for you.

If we all keep calm we'll be fine.

- Hey, uh, have you got a hairdryer?

That wet look's a dead giveaway.

- Oh no!

♪ Just give us a shot ♪

[upbeat music)

- [Matt] Okay, Matt, just focus.

One good surf, and we'll be set for the year.

♪ Oh flying high, flying hard ♪

♪ He would tear out his own heart ♪

♪ He don't know how to start ♪

♪ Whoa, oh ♪

♪ He lives life on the road ♪

♪ Whoa, oh ♪

♪ He doesn't know how to start ♪

♪ To be on many whispers ♪

♪ But if he didn't practice ♪

♪ The whole world is watchin' ♪

♪ Whoa, oh ♪

♪ The fever is catchin' ♪

♪ The whole world is watchin' ♪

♪ The fever is catchin' ♪

♪ The whole world is watchin' ♪

♪ You are, you are ♪

♪ Watchin', you are, you are ♪

- It's a dead heat for first.

We're in the final.

- Great, guys, I've gotta go.

- No, you can't, because the highest individual score gets

into the final.

- But I can't. - You have to wait,

because it could be you.

- Woo-hoo!

I'm officially in, guys.

- Okay, Perri, your turn. - Okay.

- You guys seen Matt?

He's up next.

- Okay, girls, big smile now. - We need to wrap

this up shortly.

- Yeah, on problems,

we'll push the last two, three quickly, all right?

- Sure.

- Heath, will you find Matt?

- Uh, yeah, sure.

- Will the following please come

to the marshaling area for the final?

For North Beach High-- - Matt!

- James McCullen. - Matt,

you gotta get back now.

They're leaving in minutes.

- [Announcer] For Blue Water High,

Matthew Leyland.

- No, you can't do it. - Why?

- No, he has to do it.

- Decision time.

Surf the finals to avoid the school year from hell

or back to the boarding house to sign my new contract?

What a choice.

[solemn guitar music)

I'll make it back.

- Matt, Matt!

Matt, we have to get back!

Matt!

- Yeah, it's a cushy life,

get paid to go surfing. - Hey, guys.

Sorry, Luke, can I borrow the girls.

- Yeah, no probs, I gotta split

to catch a plane anyway.

- Very clever.

Did you thin I wouldn't notice Perri's wet hair

and Matt skiving off?

You've all been dodging about

so that she and Matt could surf the school comp.

- After we told you not to.

- But hey, you know better than the coaches, right?

So did you win, hmm?

What about you, Perri?

- Girls were disqualified, Mr. Mitchell.

And the open boys, well, we still don't know.

- [laughs) Great.

So one of our stars get pummeled by a bunch

of ordinary schoolkids.

Where's the other one?

Where's Matt?

- Uh, he'll be here in, like, a, a minute.

- Ah, forget it.

We've got a plane to catch.

If his contract means so little to him--

- Andrew, give him a minute, mate.

- Hey, here he is.

Matt.

- [Matt] Oh no, that feeling in your guts

when you know you've really stuffed up.

- You got five minutes to convince me

why we should even bother keeping you.

Come on.

- Did we win? - I couldn't stay to find out.

[solemn music)

- You know, we spend tens of thousands on you guys,

accomodation, travel, coaching fees,

and it's not as if we're asking a lot in return.

- Yeah, uh, no.

- So?

- [Matt] So?

So what do I say to get out of this one?

- [chuckles) And they told me

you were the articulate one, Matt,

the really bright one.

- Yeah, well, I'm bright enough to know

that we shouldn't have to choose between surfing and school,

not at this age anyway.

School would've been hell for us

if we hadn't done that comp.

You know, training, surfing, school,

you know, it's harder to balance all that

than balance on skinny bits of fiberglass out on a wave.

But I thought you'd know

that better than anyone, Mr. Mitchell.

You were doing part-time business studies

while you were a pro surfer.

That's how you got to start Solar Blue, wasn't it?

- Been doing your homework on me.

- I always do my homework.

And it was a big decision for me to come here.

I wanted it more than anything.

But I wasn't gonna stuff up school for it.

- But you didn't mind the risk of losing your contract?

- No, I wasn't gonna lose either one.

[tense music)

- Okay, Matt.

Let's get this contract signed.

[Matt sighs)

I've got a plane to catch.

[upbeat music)

♪ Sometimes ♪

♪ I could try a little bit harder ♪

♪ Everyone dies ♪

♪ Just a little too much ♪

- Hey [laughs).

Hey, good stuff, man.

♪ I wanna see your face ♪

♪ I wanna get myself right out of this place ♪

♪ Oh, and I just can't wait ♪

♪ I can't wait ♪

- [Matt] Out on the waves,

you've gotta make your own decisions.

You can't have your coach or your parents beside you.

Sometimes those decisions are bad.

Sometimes they all work out okay.

♪ Sometimes ♪

[upbeat music)

["Aiming for Your Head")

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

♪ To find what's mine ♪

♪ Aiming for your head, get down ♪

♪ You're the only in town ♪

♪ Wah-ha-ha ♪

♪ Ha, ha, woo ♪

[solemn digital music)