02x03 - Episode 3

[bunniefuu]

("Aiming For Your Head" by Betchadupa)

♪ 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 ♪

(soft rock music)

(waves crashing)

- [Amy] Boys are weird creatures.

They can be smart, focused,

and really good at what they do.

They can also be the biggest dodos in the universe.

It's like, deep down, every boy has to prove

he's really just a three year old.

Still, it'd be really great

to meet a nice boy, someday.

He doesn't have to be a genius or anything.

Just nice.

- Hey dreamy, what are you so deep in thought about?

- Nothing, just watching the early morning circus.

- Seriously, how did those guys

ever make it past kindergarten?

- Maybe they didn't.

- Maybe today you'll find out.

- How come?

- School, remember?

- Oh yeah, school.

- So tell me about this school.

Are they big on surfing?

- Yeah, they actually won the school state titles,

three years in a row.

- Maybe we can make it four!

- You do, and you'll be the most popular guys in town.

- Thanks, Mike.

- Excuse me.

- Too slow, Mike.

It's the quick and the hungry around here.

- Has anyone seen my school shirt?

- It's hanging up,

in the wardrobe.

- Oh.

- That means not on the floor,

with the rest of your stuff.

- That's why I couldn't find it.

- Time to move, guys.

- Hold up, lunches.

Mike, you got ham.

Brooke, vegetarian.

- Thanks, Heath.

- And the other ham for Corey.

- I'm a vegetarian.

- You're what?

- Only joking.

- Could I have ham, too, please?

- Eric.

- Yeah.

- Oh, I believe you asked for cheese.

- Yeah but ham sounds good.

- Well, if you wanted ham,

you should've asked for ham.

Okay, this isn't a restaurant, mate.

- All right, sorry, just asking.

- Well, the time to ask was last night.

- All right, it's no big deal.

- It is, if you have to make them.

- Fine!

- It's okay, Heath, I'll sort it out.

- Tuna and gherkin.

- I'll swap, 'kay?

- [Eric] Sure?

- Sure, let's go.

- Eric.

- Yeah?

- Shirt.

- Right, wardrobe.

I'll catch you guys up.

(rock music)

- Heath was a bit over the top with Eric, don't you think?

- Yeah, I thought he was supposed

to be this cool, laid back guy.

- Eric was being annoying, though.

- That's still no reason to go off at him.

Asking for a ham sandwich is hardly World w*r Three.

- It's Eric.

I think he's just the kinda guy

that rubs people the wrong way.

- He's not that bad.

- I think he's cute.

- You're kidding.

Eric?

- It's not like I fancy him or anything.

I just think he's cute.

That's all.

- You have weird taste, Amy.

- So which of the guys do you like, Brooke?

- Forget it.

No way am I even interested.

- Not even slightly?

- This year is a boys free zone, for me.

My first and only love will be surfing.

- How can you be sure?

- Easy.

I made a promise to myself,

and there's no going back.

- Ever?

- Never.

(laughs)

- Oh, this must be a first!

- What?

- Fiona Watson, the world's most conscientious student,

actually late for school.

- You're forgetting, I'm a senior now.

Only have to front when I've got a class.

- Oh right, cool.

Well, I guess we'll be spending

even more time together, then.

- Heath?

- Yeah?

- Listen, I don't want to interfere, or anything, but...

- But, what?

- You don't think, I mean,

that stuff with Eric, this morning.

- Yeah?

- You don't think you were a little tough on him?

- Tough on him?

- You did kinda jump down his throat.

- Fly, you heard him.

He can't find his shirt.

His clothes are everywhere,

and then he wants to change his lunch order?

What does he think this is, preschool?

- Okay, so he's a bit disorganized,

but you didn't have to bawl him out

in front of the others.

- Well, somebody had to.

Otherwise he's gonna drive everyone mad, especially me.

- This is a new side to you, Heath.

I haven't seen it before.

- Well, Simmo trusts me to run things properly.

If that means Eric's gotta cop it on the chin,

well, bad luck.

He'll get over it.

And if he doesn't,

well, he shouldn't be here.

- Right, well, I'd better get to school, then.

- Okay, see you tonight, yeah?

- Yep.

See ya.

(rock music)

(locker slamming)

- Won't open?

- Oh, no, stupid thing's stuck.

- You need to talk to it.

- Sorry?

- Like this.

Hey, locker, open for me, will you?

Now, try it.

(locker slamming)

- Still stuck, but thanks for trying.

- Sorry, I forgot the secret bit.

- Secret bit?

- Yeah, it needs to be persuaded.

- How?

- Like this.

That should do the trick.

- Thanks!

Seems you know a lot about this locker.

- I had it last year.

I thought I'd better cruise past and help out the new owner.

- Glad you did.

- I'm glad I did, too.

- Better go.

English class.

- Year ten?

- Yeah.

- Me too.

Come on, I'll show you the way.

- Thanks.

- I'm Sam, by the way.

- Brooke.

- Pleased to meet you, Brooke.

- Looks like Brooke's boy free year

has got off to a good start.

- Perfect start, I'd say.

(rock music)

- Hey Amy, who's that guy with Brooke?

- Jealous, Mike?

- Get off!

I was just wondering if he was, you know,

some kind of hotshot local surfer, that's all.

- I don't know.

He helped her open her locker this morning.

Now it looks like he's her new best friend.

- Not Romeo and Juliet.

I did all the Shakespeare I could stand

at my last school.

- I'll organize a petition for you if you like.

Maybe we can even get a student protest going.

- Sorry, I thought you were,

where's Amy?

- Hey!

- Who's that guy Rachel's sitting with?

- What am I, an introduction agency?

- I was just wondering if you knew him, that's all.

- Corey, it's my first day at this school, as well.

- So, you don't know him?

- Go over and introduce yourself, if you're so curious.

- No, no, no big deal.

Just wondering.

- You're one of the new Solar Blue crew, aren't you?

- Yep, that's right.

- And you'd know how to choose a decent board?

- Maybe.

- Listen, you interested in doing a trade?

- What sort of a trade?

- My sister did Romeo and Juliet last year.

I've got all her notes.

- Great, but--

- I'll do a copy for you.

If you help me choose a new board.

- You're serious?

- Dead set.

- Sure, no problem.

- I'm aiming to get it this week.

That okay?

- When this week?

- Saturday.

Around lunch time.

I'll even check you lunch, if you like.

- Okay, if you want.

- Dylan, by the way.

- Rachel.

- Guess we got a deal, then?

- Guess we have.

(rock music)

- Looks very industrious, mate.

- It's time to get organized.

- Get organized for what?

- Daily routine with the kids.

They're worse than a bunch of headless chooks.

- You reckon?

Their approach to training's been spot-on.

- Yeah, well, domestically they're a nightmare.

- Really?

- Like three year olds, in need of a nanny.

- Maybe they just need a bit of time

to settle into a routine.

- Nope, not these kids.

Unless we rein 'em in now,

the house will be in shambles for the rest of the year.

- Okay.

You're the boss in that department.

So what's the white board for?

- What, this?

This is gonna be their nanny,

and she'll be very, very strict.

(pop rock music)

- Okay, Saturday then?

After you've finished training?

- Cool.

- I better go.

I've gotta get changed for sport.

- What?

- Nothing, just admiring your determination

to have a boy free year.

- It must have lasted a whole minutes.

- Come on, be fair to Brooke, Rach.

It was at least . - Oh haha, look who's talking!

I saw you with that boy in class!

- It was strictly business.

- Oh yeah, it looked like very friendly business to me.

- For your information, Dylan is going to cop up all

his sister's notes on Romeo and Juliet.

- Great!

- And if you're both really nice to me,

I might let you have them too.

- And what does Dylan get in return?

- A quick trip to the surf shop to help him choose a board.

- That's it?

- That's it.

- Still, Brooke can be right, Rach.

It can be the first step in the road to true love.

(laughing)

- Amy, who's side are you on here?

- Amy!

I think this is yours.

- I must have picked up someone else's.

- Anyway, I've told you my deal.

What's this about you having a date with Sam

on Saturday?

- It's not a date, we're just going to a few surf shops,

the ones with good discount.

- You're going shopping?

- Yeah.

- With a guy.

- So?

- Still sounds like a date to me.

- Are you sure that's mine?

- Says Amy here.

- No, this one's mine, see?

- Oh, there must be another Amy in our class, sorry.

- No worries, thanks for asking me though.

- Say, aren't you one of the Solar Blue guys?

- Yeah.

- Listen, I know we haven't met or anything,

but I was wondering if you could help me out.

- I don't know, what's the problem?

- So, have an interesting first day?

- Interesting enough.

- Who's that guy talking to Amy?

- [Rach] Um, I think he's in our English class.

- Hope he's not hassling her.

- She doesn't look too hassled.

(laughing)

- Yeah, that'd be great.

- So six o'clock would be all right?

- Six o'clock Saturday.

No worries. - Okay.

Well I'll let you get back to your lunch then.

- See ya.

- Hey um, Corey, Mike, I thought we'd hit the movies

Saturday night, after training?

- Yeah. - Yeah?

- [Mike] Sounds good.

- You be in it?

- I'd love to guys, but I've got an appointment.

- Me too.

- Amy?

- Me three.

Sorry.

How are the sandwiches?

- Put it this way, if there was a choice between these

and cardboard, I'd choose cardboard.

- This would have to be some kind of record, wouldn't it?

- What?

- The three of us, first day of school

and we all get asked out on a date.

- I keep telling you, mine's not a date.

- So it's two dates, and a non-date date.

Anyway, Amy you haven't told us where you're going yet.

So yours might not be a date either.

- Larry's friend's opening an internet cafe.

He asked me to go along to the party.

- That's a real date date!

- Kind of, they're giving out surfware prizes.

They want someone vaguely associated with surfing to do it.

So he asked me.

- But it's still an invite to a party.

- True.

- Like I said, it's a real date date.

(laughs)

(waves crash)

(rock music)

- Amy. - Hey.

- I saw you surfing out there, you looked great.

- Thanks.

- Listen, I don't want to interrupt

your training or anything.

- Oh no, it's cool.

We're wrapping anyway.

- Cool, uh, there's been a bit of a change of plans

about the cafe party.

- What kind of change?

- Oh, it's been brought forward, to Friday night.

- That's pretty radical.

Hasn't everything been organized?

- Yeah, he kinda had no choice though.

Something to do with council bylaws or something.

Do you think you can still make it?

- Yeah, I guess so.

- Well, six o'clock still okay?

- Fine. - I better leave

you to it then.

- Hey Larry?

What's this internet cafe called?

I've gotta tell everybody where I'm going.

- Ah, he hasn't chosen a name yet.

- Got an address then?

- No worries, I'll bring it to you for Friday?

Cheers.

(pop rock music)

- Nice work, guys.

You're all showing some good form out there, well done.

- Hey, Simmo.

- Fly, what's up?

- Heath wants a house meeting.

- What for?

- I think he wants to present his new housekeeping plan.

- Oh, right.

- Simmo, you're going to have to talk to him.

He's going completely overboard with all of this.

- It's a new job, he's trying hard.

I don't want to k*ll his enthusiasm.

- Then you better hope his enthusiasm

doesn't k*ll everybody else.

- Okay, each of you is represented by a color.

To see what you're doing on any particular day,

you just simply look for your color on the graph.

(birds singing)

Okay, uh, Amy.

You're yellow.

So on Monday, you can see that you're washing.

Tuesday, you're vacuuming, Wednesday,

you're doing bathrooms.

And so on and so forth.

Okay, it's simple, easy and straight to the point.

Okay, any questions?

- Yeah, what happens if you want to swap duties?

- Easy, just exchange your color block

with whoever's block you're swapping with.

- What if you forget to put the block back?

- Ah, well, you won't.

- Some people might.

- Well, you'll just have to remember, won't you?

Rachel?

- I can't actually do vacuuming and dusting,

'cause I've got asthma.

So could I do double bathrooms and washing instead?

- Ah yep, that should be okay. - No, no, no, wait, that means

someone's doing double vacuuming.

- Yeah and double dusting.

- Ah, yeah, I think.

Corey?

- You've got me down for Mondays doing cooking,

but I've enrolled in a night class at school then.

- And I have to help with the cooking most nights,

because of my allergy diet.

- Um, hang on, but that means you're doubling

up on duties.

- It's okay, I don't mind.

- No, no, because I don't know how to fit the box in.

- Oh, you cut the box in half.

- Or you could make the boxes bigger.

- You can't do that, it won't fit on the board.

- [Eric] Well there's got to be some way to do it,

'cause it's not working like this.

- Yeah, well there's obviously a few things

left to sort out.

But it's a great idea, Heath.

Excellent idea.

And I'm sure once you get the teething problems

sorted out, it'll work a treat.

So, in the meantime, I suggest we revert

to the old system, while Heath sorts it out.

And that's okay with you, isn't it mate?

- Yeah, that sounds reasonable, Simmo.

- Good.

Excellent.

(clears throat)

Dinner time.

Who's cooking?

- Moi, and if anyone doesn't want meatballs and salad,

I'm quite happy to swap for bathroom duties.

("Without You" by The City Lights)

♪ Now I see you know me ♪

♪ Better keep me beside ♪

♪ If not there ♪

♪ Then at least as a thorn in your hide ♪

♪ I try to imagine ♪

♪ It's impossibly true ♪

♪ What I see ♪

- Step it up, Rach.

Gotta keep in peak form for the big outing on Saturday.

- It's not happening Saturday.

- What?

Why not?

- Dylan called last night when you were in bed.

He wants to make it Thursday night now.

- How come?

- Dylan says the board sale is starting then,

wants first crack at any bargains.

- They're starting a board sale on a Thursday?

- That's what he reckons.

- Amy, Rachel, get a move on!

(phone rings)

- [Simmo] Solar Blue, Simmo speaking.

- [Eric] Oi, that's my toast!

(laughs)

- Sure man, who's speaking?

Just hold on one sec.

Brooke.

- For me?

- It's what he said.

Sam, I think.

- Ooh, slammin' Sam, it's a bit desperate calling

this time in the morning isn't it?

- What time did you get to bed last night?

- Two, three?

- Not working on the whiteboard all that time?

- Yes, but, I think it's close.

By the time everyone's home from school,

I'll be all sorted.

Uh, where's the lunch list?

- Oh, don't worry about it, Heath.

- What do you mean, don't worry about it?

You can't starve.

- It's all right mate.

Look, we've done it for you.

- How come?

I should do the lunches, it's um, it's my job.

- We figured you being so busy with all the admin stuff,

that we'd step in and lend a hand.

- Yeah, we did it before training.

- It only took us minutes.

- Happy to do it every day.

- Very happy.

- Um, thanks guys, but, I think it's probably

best if I do the lunches.

We don't want to disrupt the system.

(pop rock music)

- He wants to bring your date forward to Wednesday?

- It's not a date, right?

- Your non-date date.

- But why?

- So the shops will be less crowded.

Better to check things out.

- And you believed him?

- Why wouldn't I?

We're only checking out a few shops.

- [Rach] And having coffee afterwards.

- How do you know?

- A-ha, so it is a date!

- Look, it's no big deal.

Nothing's gonna happen.

- Wrong, something is happening.

- Amy, I don't even know if I like him!

- I'm not talking about that.

Look, first day of school,

and we all get asked out by guys.

- So?

We might be fabulously irresistible.

Just thought I'd throw that in.

But you're right, it was a bit of a coincidence.

- Then Larry changes my date, from Saturday to Friday.

You get a call last night, changing yours to Thursday,

and suddenly, Brooke gets asked to front up on Wednesday.

- It does sound a bit weird.

- It's more than weird.

Something's definitely going on.

How long before we have to leave for school?

- minutes.

- Come on.

♪ No end in sight ♪

Excuse me mister computer expert.

We need a favor, fast.

- Okay, but only because you asked me so nicely.

- Sorry.

Can you please do us a favor?

- What's up?

- If we wanted to find any blogs coming out

of Blue Water High, how would we do it?

- Two ways.

One, you could do a search on the net.

- And two?

- You could ask me.

I already checked them out, they are seriously boring.

- There goes that idea, then.

- One's about some old surfer trying to relive his past.

Another's about some loser trying to blame the school

for every crime in the district,

and then there's Tina and Michelle's girly goss.

I didn't look at that.

- Bring it up.

- What are you serious?

- Completely.

All right, you two go through it, I'll be back in a minute.

- What are we looking for?

- I don't know, but I'm pretty sure

you'll know when you see it.

♪ No end in sight ♪

- Come on Heath, give that a rest for a while.

- Fly, what are you doing, shouldn't you be at school?

- Can't.

I've got something important to do.

- Like what?

- Like, take you surfing.

- What, now?

- Yep, and if you don't come,

I'll trash your white board and that's a promise.

- But, why now?

- Just come, okay?

Come on.

- Okay.

- Just as I thought.

I rang the council and there's no new internet cafe

opening on a Wednesday.

Looks like you found something.

- You were right, we did know when we saw it.

- What's it say?

- Maybe you should read it yourself.

- Tina and Michelle now reveal that year

super smoothies Sam, Larry and Dylan,

are kicking off the year in style.

The three Romeos are competing to see who can score

the first date with one of the Solar Blue chicks.

- I knew it.

It was a set up.

- There's more.

- Fellow students have chipped in $ as first prize.

Which handsome hunk will be the winner,

and which ditzy blonde surfer girl will he pull?

- Ditzy?

I'm not ditzy!

- And I'm not blonde!

- We've been so humiliated.

I'm really gonna give it to those guys.

- Me too.

- Hey wait, hang on.

There's a better way to do this

than just mouth off at them.

- What way?

- (sighs) I don't know.

But I will by the time we get to school.

(soft rock music)

- Hey, Fly, what am I doing here?

I should be working.

- How long is it since you've been out surfing?

- I don't know, a few weeks?

Since I got this job, I guess.

- That's way too long!

You've probably forgotten how to do it.

- Yeah, right.

- Go on then, prove it.

- Okay, you're on.

(drumming music)

(soft rock music)

- Okay, there's a ferry leaving at six p.m.

- Sounds perfect.

- All right, let's do it.

- You'd like me to go out with you tonight?

- It's a bit sudden.

I'd understand if you couldn't make it.

- No, I mean, of course I can make it.

That'd be great.

We'll meet on the ferry.

The one leaving at six?

- No problem.

I'll be on it.

- Look for me on the up deck.

- Look for me on the lower deck.

- Meet me outside, near the bough.

- Sure.

- Oh, and dress is formal.

I hope that's all right?

- No problems.

- Got it.

- See you at six.

(water splashing)

(gentle music)

- You were right.

I needed that.

- It was good to see the old Heath again.

I almost thought we'd lost him.

- I haven't changed that much!

- Wanna bet?

- Have I?

- Look, I know these kids are different to our group,

but they're getting things done

and they're conscientious.

- Right, and I'm not?

- You're too conscientious.

You don't need to run things like a military camp.

You've just got to relax and enjoy it.

- But Simmo said-- - Simmo wants that too.

- Why hasn't he said anything?

- He's too scared of hurting your feelings.

- Well, what do you think I should do?

- You should trash that white board for a start.

- And then?

- And then just, be yourself.

(light music)

- They're on.

- All three?

All right.

Where are the girls?

- You looking for us?

- Hey, thanks for coming.

You must be Tina and you're Michelle?

- Yeah, what's going on?

- We're the ditzy blondes from Solar Blue.

- We've got a story for your blog.

- What sort of story?

- Reverse date sort of story.

- What's that?

- Watch.

Go guys.

Hi, Larry.

Sorry, change of plans.

Could you come up the back?

Don't worry, you'll have no trouble finding me.

- Hi Sam.

Yeah, I'm here.

But you need to come out the back on the water side.

Oh don't worry, I'm very easy to spot.

- Hi Dylan, come up the back.

The view's so much better.

It'll really surprise you.

- Got your camera ready?

This could be the blog shot of the year.

(horn blasts)

(soft rock music)

(laughing)

(phone rings)

Larry, hi.

I'm down here in the wharf.

Brooke and Rachel are here too

if you wanna let Sam and Dylan know.

- Hi Sam!

- Hi Dylan!

(laughing)

- We figured since you were all so keen

to be first on a date, we'd let you go off together.

Oh, by the way, you look terrific in those outfits.

Tina's getting som terrific shots for her blog.

(laughing)

Anyway, you've got a long night ahead of you,

so better let you go.

(camera clicks)

Have fun guys!

- See ya! - Bye!

(horn blasts)

- This is so cool!

I can't believe you could turn the tables

on them like that!

- Pretty good for ditzy blondes, hey?

- I promise never to call you that again.

Now, can we get a shot of you for the story please?

- Sure.

Why not?

- Okay girls, smile!

- [All] Ditzy!

(camera clicks)

- [Amy] Sometimes, you just have to get back at the boys

when they behave like three year olds.

But, in order to do it, you sort of have to behave

like a three year old yourself.

So does that mean that deep down,

we're all really just three year olds?

I don't think so.

Some of us are at least four.

Aren't we?

(pop rock 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 ♪