03x04 - Episode 4

[bunniefuu]

(waves crashing)

(driving 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 ♪

- Surfing was always just a bit of fun for me,

it was what I did to chill out after school

or to k*ll time on weekends.

But then I got invited here,

to Solar Blue.

Suddenly, it's got all serious.

Maybe way too serious.

- Come on, let's go!

Keep up the pace, keep up with me, come on!

Come on!

- [Adam] We've been here four weeks now,

and all we do is surf and train, surf and train.

Garry's become like this mad tyrant, in our faces /.

- Come on, guys, this isn't a fun run, push yourselves!

- [Adam] It's not like I mind hard work,

but this is relentless.

He just never lets up.

- This is pathetic,

I've seen grandmothers run faster than this!

- [Adam] Why do we have to be punished

for every little slip-up,

and why does he write us off all the time?

- You've got six minutes to do this last K,

otherwise you'll run all the way back!

Cut extreme right!

How many times have I told you?

Move your arms and your feet together!

Now, again.

Cut extreme right!

Cassie, get your arm down.

It's not a ballet dance.

Extreme left!

- [Adam] The way Garry carries on you'd think none of us

had ever been on a board before.

He treats us like a bunch of idiots.

- Bridget!

I want you to look like a duck, I'll quack.

Get your feet closer together.

- Even the actual surfing's become a drag.

Catching a wave used to be a real high.

Not anymore.

- Okay, now, focus on your launch!

Get up quick.

Go, go, go!

(driving rock music)

Adam, hopeless.

Concentrate, mate.

- Yeah, Garry, whatever you say.

- No matter how hard I provoke them,

they still keep comin' back for more.

- Not even a mild protest?

- Well, we could have something starting to build.

- Who?

- Adam might just be getting close to his limit.

If looks could k*ll, I would be well and truly dead

after this afternoon session.

- Well, that's surprising,

he's the one kid that I thought had it all together.

- Worry is that if he starts to crack up now,

what chance does he have for making it

to the end of the year?

- Well, what do you suggest we do?

I mean school starts in a week,

and if one of them is going to fold under the pressure

we need to know before then.

- What's the weather forecast like for tomorrow?

- Real stinker.

degrees plus.

- Good, just what the doctor ordered.

- [Bec] You've all seen one of these before, right?

- A laptop? - [Bec] Correct.

With a camera.

I want each of you to record a weekly blog

for the rest of the year.

- What? - What?

- I would like you to talk about the things

that you think are important.

Now, you can say whatever you like,

but you have to be completely honest.

- So, who gets to see them?

- Only you.

You'll each get a password so it's completely private.

- I don't get it, what's the point of it?

- It's a way to help you think things through,

to go back over your week and sort out what really matters.

- We have to do it?

- It's compulsory.

We will kick it off tomorrow,

I've allocated you each a time throughout the week.

- So who gets to go first?

- Nothing fairer than alphabetical order.

Hey, Adam.

- Right.

So, Bec wants us to be honest.

So I will be honest.

The truth is,

the more I think about what's going on here,

the more I wonder if it's really what I want.

(keyboard clicking)

- Hope she appreciates it.

- Huh?

Oh, no, it's to my mom.

Just feeling weird about life at the Solar Blue prison camp.

- We're watching some videos downstairs,

you wanna join us?

- Yeah, what sort of videos?

- Surfing docus.

Garry reckons they've got some good stuff on technique.

- No, no thanks.

Think I've had about enough of Garry's wisdom for one day.

- You don't seem to have been yourself

the last week or so.

Is there anything wrong?

- Aren't you sick of it? - [Cassie] What?

- The grind, and the way Garry just keeps pushing our faces

in the mud all the time.

- Well, it's hard, yeah, but if that's what it takes

to get on the tour than what can we do?

- We could ask for some of our lives back, for a start.

I mean, he's turning us into surfing zombies.

- Maybe you should try talking to him?

- What's the point?

Garry doesn't listen, he doesn't want to listen.

- I guess we're all just tryin' to hang in there,

hope you'll get better.

- I wouldn't count on it.

(chill piano music)

- Woo, it's a hot one out there.

- I hope the milk hasn't gone off!

- At least we'll be in the water!

Today's the sort of day I'm glad I chose surfing

and not some other sport I'd have to run.

- The waves are lookin' good too,

some really nice sets coming in.

- Sorry folks, but I've actually got

a special treat planned for you.

You'll need your shirts, your shorts, your shoes

and your best sense of humor.

- What's the story?

- Well, you're goin' on a little bush walk!

See you down the van in minutes.

- What?

We can't do a bush walk on a day like today,

I mean, it's as hot as hell out there.

- He's the coach.

- Can't we just swap it for whatever's planned tomorrow?

- Yeah, it's only gonna be in the low s then.

- Sorry.

You'd better get a move on,

you've got a decent drive ahead of you.

Adam?

Are you going?

- This is a seriously stupid idea on a day like today.

I mean, what's the point of it?

- I guess you'll only find out if you do it.

(somber acoustic music)

♪ Up in the bell's land I disappear ♪

♪ Into the blue girl silhouette ♪

♪ Another rain cathedral ♪

- Anyone know any songs?

How 'bout some jokes?

Anyone got any funny stories?

Fair enough, I guess we'll just sit back

and enjoy the scenery.

(van engine revving)

♪ Such a big ole cranky world ♪

♪ Needs a black sand like them ♪

♪ I see you ♪

- Got a walk of about five kilometers

and you'll be happy to know that it's mostly uphill.

(group protesting)

- What're these for?

- Hopefully, to ensure that you don't get lost.

- Aren't you coming too?

- I've gotta take the van up the top to meet you,

unless you wanna walk back,

in which case, I'm happy to come with ya.

- Hey, why're there three maps?

- And three compasses?

- There's three tracks and three teams.

Adam, Cassie.

Loren, Charley.

Bridget, Guy.

- I don't get it.

If there's tracks, then why do we need these?

- Well, the tracks do get a little indistinct at times,

so you'll need them to keep your bearings.

And just to add to the joy,

you'll each be carrying one of these.

(group protesting)

- You're joking.

- There's water and about fifteen kilos of dead weight

for you to carry, just to make it interesting for ya.

- That's ridiculous, you can't expect us to carry a load

like this in this heat.

- Well, it's up to you, but

there's three points to your interview tally

if you get up the top in under four hours.

- Oh, well, I guess that's an incentive.

- But both members of the team have to finish.

And your packs will be weighed at the end

just to make sure no one's been tempted

to lighten the load on the way up.

- Sorry.

I'm not gonna do this.

It's a totally insane exercise.

- Fine, suit yourself, Adam.

I'm sorry, Cassie, no points for you either.

- What? - What? But why?

- Well, it's a team exercise,

and it seems you don't have a team.

- Why can't she go with one of the others?

- That wouldn't be an even contest,

a team of three versus a team of two, it doesn't work, mate.

- Well, that's unfair.

Why should Cassie miss out on points because of me?

- Because those are the rules.

- So change the rules!

You made them, so you can change them.

- No can do, buddy.

I'm sorry, Cassie.

- Have your little victory, all right?

I'll do it, okay.

- Hey, no one is being forced to do this

if they don't want to.

Is anybody else having second thoughts?

Good.

- Look, are you sure?

- Yeah, it's all right.

- All right, it's :.

Loren, Charley, that way.

Bridget, Guy, that way.

Adam, Cassie, your trek starts down there.

I'll see you guys at the top in four hours.

(gentle guitar music)

(phone ringing)

- Becs Anderson?

- Hey, they're on their way up.

Have you got 'em?

- Hang on.

(keyboard clicks)

(computer chirps)

Loren and Charley, check.

Bridget and Guy, fine.

Adam and Cassie, check.

How are they all?

- Oh, feelings run a little hot for a moment there.

- [Bec] Adam? - Not happy.

In fact, decidedly unhappy.

- Well, let's just hope he doesn't give Cassie a hard time.

- There's nothing we can do about it now.

Whatever happens now is entirely up to them.

(slinky funk music)

- Five ks in four hours is one hour and minutes per k.

We should do that easy, no sweat.

No, you've done it wrong, it's not five divided by four,

it's four divided by five.

- [Guy] Is it? - Yeah, four hours

is minutes, you divide that by five and you get .

- minutes per k? - That's it.

- Oh, see, that's the problem with math,

is you never get the answers you want.

- This is easier than I thought.

At this rate we'll do it in a couple of hours.

- Why do you think Garry gave us four hours?

It's not like him to be generous.

- Probably thought the boys would crack up in the heat,

allowed for the wuss factor.

- Real funny.

Let's see who's still cracking jokes at the end, hey?

- Still, minutes per k should be pretty comfortable?

- Do you seriously think that Garry

would ever sell us anything comfortable?

- [Guy] No, probably not. - [Bridget] Exactly.

- [Guy] Maybe we should step on it, what d'you reckon?

- [Bridget] Yeah.

- Adam!

Adam!

I'm at the fork in the track, which way do I go?

- [Adam] One to the left!

- Can you wait up, please?

- What's up?

- [Loren] Think I know why Garry gave us four hours.

- Good old Garry.

What a guy.

- Listen, I know you don't wanna be here,

and I'm sorry you're only doing this because of me

but I can't keep up when you walk so fast.

- Yeah, sorry.

- You've got the map, if we get separated I have no clue

where I'm going.

- Look, I'm just really angry with Garry and...

I didn't mean to take it out on you.

- Yeah, well, you did.

And it would be really nice if you would stop.

- Yeah, okay.

Dummy spitting time over,

I really am sorry.

- Good.

Glad we got that sorted.

- Water?

- Thanks.

(driving punk bass music)

- Thought this was meant to be a track.

- Well he did say it got a bit indistinct at times.

- This isn't indistinct, it's nonexistent.

(intense music)

- [Loren] I don't believe it,

it's actually getting steeper.

- [Charley] Do you wanna go first?

- What for?

- Well, if you slip, I can catch you.

- That's very sweet, Charley, but if I fall on you

it would be like getting hit by an elephant.

- Well, I like elephants.

- Thanks, but this elephant travels much better

at the rear of the procession.

- [Charley] Fine.

(driving, intense music)

- According to this, we're gonna hit

some pretty rough patches soon.

- How rough?

- Well, it would probably help if you were a goat.

- Yeah, I have actually been called one before.

- What? (laughs)

Well, this might be your lucky day.

(gentle guitar music)

I felt ashamed about the way I'd walked off

and left Cassie before.

I mean, it wasn't her fault that Garry was acting like some

ego-centric drill sergeant.

But, if I didn't watch myself,

I'd become just as bad as him.

(van engine revving)

(phone rings)

- Garry.

- Hey, I'm at the top, how're they goin'?

- Lookin' good.

All about halfway.

- Well, they're makin' good time.

Either we've finally got 'em fit,

or we've made it too easy for 'em.

- Don't count your chickens.

Besides, the weight of those backpacks

should kick in pretty soon.

- Ha-ha, true.

All right then, well, I'll check back in half an hour, okay?

- [Bec] Bye. - [Garry] Bye.

(branch whooshing)

- [Bridget] Oh, ow!

- [Guy] Sorry, I'm so sorry!

Come here, sorry, sorry, here!

- Ow, ow, ow, it's okay, I can walk fine, Guy,

it's my face.

- No, no, no, sit down.

It's time for a break anyway.

I'll get you some water.

- Ow, it stings!

I hope this doesn't scar.

- Oh, it'll fine, trust me.

- Can you see anything?

- Can't see a thing.

Drink?

- Thanks, thanks.

(gentle rock music)

- Grab hold.

(soft guitar music)

(bird calling)

- Wanna go?

- Grab on.

(grunting)

- Yes! - Yes!

This way.

(cell phone ringing)

- Hey, sorry, fell asleep.

- Shame on you.

They're all nearly there.

- Ten minutes to go, not bad.

You were right though,

they did slow down.

- Well, you'd better get that extra water out,

'cause I think they're going to need it.

- Got plenty. Ciao!

- Are you sure we're nearly there?

- Positive. - How positive?

- Well, as positive as you can be at the sight of a carpark

with a minivan in it!

- What?

Oh!

We did it, how good is that?

- It's very good, actually.

- About meters, I reckon.

- Are you sure?

- Yeah, unless Garry's given us a trick map.

Knowing Garry, it's the sort of lame-brained thing he'd do.

- Don't even think it.

(groaning)

- What's wrong?

- My shoulders can't take this, I have to carry it

in front of me.

- Oh, well, here, let me take it for you.

- No, it's fine, I've got it.

- No, just let me take it.

- [Cassie] No, I've got it! - [Adam] Let me take it!

- [Cassie] Got it!

(radar beeping)

- Bridget, how'd you get that mark?

- Mark? Is there a mark?

- Looks really sore!

- [Bridget] You said there wasn't a mark!

- Gee, it must've just come up.

(cell phone ringing)

- Hey, Bec, all's well, just waiting on Cassie and Adam.

- I think one of them's fallen!

- What? - One signal went backwards

in a hurry, you've gotta get down there!

- [Garry] Where?

- [Bec] On the ridge to your right, about meters.

- [Garry] Got it.

- Cassie and Adam. - Come on.

(driving rock music)

- Cassie.

What happened, where's Adam?

- Stupid mixup and the bag went over.

- A bag we can replace, I thought one of you'd fallen over.

- [Adam] Cassie!

- What's the matter?

- [Charley] Where's Adam?

- It's okay, her bag just went over.

Adam's down gettin' it.

- Are you okay?

- Oh, we missed the deadline though.

We so nearly made it.

(phone ringing)

- Garry?

- Hey, her bag went over, they're both safe.

- Oh, thank God for that.

Hey, by the way, what time do you have?

- Time?

Twenty past two, why?

- Really?

And the computer confirms that?

- The computer, what's that got to do with anything?

- Well, we can't argue with that, now can we?

- Sorry?

- My watch must be playin' up or something.

- Garry, are you feeling all right?

- Well, that's good, I'll let 'em know.

See you later.

You've still got time, Cassie.

- What?

- Bec did a computer readout of the trials,

turns out you've got longer time than I thought.

- But it would take Adam at least ten minutes

to get back up here.

- How much longer have they got?

- About ten minutes.

- Well, sweet.

Come on Adam!

- You've still got time!

- [Bridget] Go, Adam! - [Loren] You can do it!

- [Guy] Come on, buddy!

(chill acoustic music)

(bag thumps)

(door slams)

- Every day for four weeks now,

you've ground us into the dirt.

I mean, hard training is one thing.

But you've just abused everyone, it's been totally unfair.

And that little stunt today?

That was one of the dumbest ideas yet.

I mean, the bush goes on for miles.

What if one of us took a wrong turn, got lost?

Did anyone think of that?

- [Bec] We did, actually.

- One of the things about being owned

by a big multi-national corporation

is that they have lots of groovy little devices.

Like this.

- It's the latest GPS system.

It can locate you to within one meter

anywhere on the planet.

There was one in every bag.

- [Garry] Bec followed all of you every step of the way.

- Well, regardless, what if there had been an accident?

Your dinky little toy wouldn't have been much use then,

would it?

(cell phone beeping)

- There was also a phone in the bottom of every bag.

If any of you stopped for more than seven minutes,

we would've called you.

- Fortunately, you're a hardy lot and you kept up the pace.

- Yeah, well it was still a crazy thing to do.

I mean, those tracks were dangerous.

- They were tough, but they weren't dangerous.

Bec and I walked all three last week to plot the routes.

- Admittedly, it wasn't degree heat,

and we weren't carrying kilos.

- So you prepared.

But I still think it was a totally pointless exercise.

And it does not excuse the way you've treated us

for the last month.

- You're right, it doesn't.

Come on down, you lot,

that way I won't have to shout

to make sure you hear everything.

(slinky upright bass music)

- Now you've all heard Adam say that we've been

driving you too hard.

Well.

He was right.

- The object of these last few weeks was to determine

whether or not you really wanted to be here.

- Yeah, not just kind of want it, but really want it.

- And in order to do that, we had to push you

to the limit.

Sometimes beyond the limit.

- Now, when you got here I told you

that if you wanted to get to the top,

you have to be totally committed.

- So let me get this right,

you're saying that so far, this has been like a test?

- That's right.

- And the great thing is, you've all passed.

No matter what we threw at you,

you took it and bounced back.

- And the other great thing is,

as from now, we'll be backing off.

School starts next week,

so training will become a part of life,

not your whole life.

At least for those who still wanna stay.

- Which brings us back to you, Adam.

You've come through the toughest part.

But if you still have doubts, and you don't wanna go on,

we will respect your decision.

- And by the way, mate,

we actually would like you to stay.

- Have a think about it overnight.

Come and talk to us tomorrow.

(chill surf rock music)

- The thing that had angered me most about the last month

was not knowing why Garry pushed us so hard.

Now I understand things, and somehow it seems

a lot easier to take.

Maybe that's all we need sometimes.

Just a simple explanation.

- Thoughts as serious as your face?

- My thoughts are never serious.

- So, what's it gonna be then?

Are you leaving?

- Yeah, well, I was going to.

But then I remembered that yesterday

I did this really big favor for someone.

- Like, hiking up some horrible mountain

so she could get some points?

- I figured she owes me a favor in return.

A big one.

And if I leave then I'll never find out what that might be.

- And that would be a shame.

- That's what I thought.

- For what it's worth,

I think you've made the right decision.

- Well, if I haven't, then one of us

is in for a seriously hard time.

(laughing)

(intense techno music)