Aquamarine

Hello.

Look at him, Claire.

I'm looking at him, Hailey.

Sitting there being gorgeous, Iooking for someone to rescue.

He should so be rescuing us. What's wrong with this picture?

Well, all these articles say we've been way too available.

We need to be more coy.

We're so coy he barely knows we exist.

Okay. Ray pop quiz.

Favorite song? Favorite food? Favorite drink? Go, go, go.

Weezer's "Island in the Sun ."

- Dr Pepper. Oranges? - Very nice.

- I'm trying to read. - Fine.

Then read me the latest on boy-bagging technology.

Oh, okay. This one's called "Fluff and Retreat."

"Fluff his ego, then wal k away. Not only is he left wanting more...

...but he's u nder the impression that it's his idea."

- Nice. - That's really cool.

Summer's almost over and you haven't gone in the water once.

Once would be way too many times.

Excuse me.

Do you real ize we've got less than five days until you have to move?

I don't want you moving halfway around the world.

Claire, you're such a ru iner.

I'd gone, like, a half-hour without thin king about it.

- Hailey, I'm sorry but-- - Besides, I haven't kissed Raymond yet.

So I'm not going anywhere.

Incoming.

- Hello, hottie. - It's Raymond.

Hail, did you order a sand-witch?

Cecilia's back from camp.

Don't worry. He won't fall for yuck.

He's way too smart for that.

- Hey, Cecilia. - Hey.

Whoa.

Did they get...

...bigger?

She could poke an eye out.

We just-- We have to decode his body language.

Look, it's fine. I mean, if he's into her...

...he'll shake his hair, stretch his arms, and flex those muscles.

Yeah?

- What was that? - Fingers. Fingers through the hair.

I mean, technically, that wasn't shaking.

Right?

Please, gods of love, no shake.

No stretch. No flex. No...

- No-- - No, no--

No.

You guys okay? Yeah, we're fine.

Thanks. We're good. Yeah, thanks.

Babysit much?

I can't take it anymore.

As long as he doesn't flip his sunglasses we're fine.

Hey, Ray, think fast.

- I can't look anymore. You. Sorry.

I figured you could catch. - You're right.

What? Did he flip them?

It's really sunny out. It doesn't cou nt.

Yeah.

Say something. - You'll never tan in those clothes.

- Or skin cancer. - Please. We don't even smoke.

Such losers.

The perfect end to a perfect day.

Claire. Hailey. We need your hel p.

Hey.

- What? - Oh, we've decided to fire Raymond.

- What? - What?

- No. No, you can't. - No. No.

You should've seen you r faces. - That is so not funny.

Oh, you girls, you're too wound up.

Now, hel p bring in the Last Splash decorations, please.

Weatherman says a big storm's coming.

- We'll put them up again after it clears. - Ray will still be there when you're done.

Grandpa.

Oh, supper's at 6, Claire.

You'Il come back after dinner, right?

- We can hang out in the rec room-- - No. I have other plans.

What? But you promised--

- God, chill out. Your grand ma's right. - Hailey, I'm so--

- Sorry. - Jeez, Leonard.

M or W?

Right. N ice to see you too.

W.

He knows what you did last su mmer.

Get--

Mom, I'm home. Hey, kiddo.

Hailey, your boxes won't pack themselves.

Don't put this off until the movers come.

Come on, Moby. Don't play me like that. I haven't seen you in days.

Hailey, you can unpack as much as you want. We're still moving.

Yeah.

How was the club?

Maybe I cou ld get more than one syllable this time.

It was fine.

That was three.

I'm sorry, sweetheart.

But you didn't want to leave Boston either, remember?

And look what happened. You met Claire.

You know, Austral ia could be another amazing adventu re for us, Hails.

- How about we start packing your room? - How about I live here until I'm 18?

How about we go back to fewer syllables?

Cool.

That was one.

A storm warning is in- -

That's where Cecil ia Banks gets all the drama. Just look at her dad.

Well, as you can see- - Huh.

Hailey, how am I supposed to face eighth grade without you?

My locker is right next to the boys' bathroom.

And I have co-ed PE class by myself.

We have to dance with Raymond at Last Splash.

We'Il be such great dancers that he'Il realize that he has to marry one of us.

And we'll be so happy that one of us got him...

...that we won't even be jealous. You know?

Unless he picks you. That wouldn't be okay.

- Joke. - What if this is ou r last camp-out?

What if this is it?

Oh, gods of hurricanes...

...makers of thu nder and l ightning and majestical waves...

...useth your power to keep my mom from moving to Australia.

Maketh her to see the error of her ways...

...and keepeth us in Bay Bridge.

Ameneth.

- You're insane. - That's what they tell me.

Yeah.

Ameneth.

Oh, my God. The vending machine's possessed.

- Looks like we got free-- - Hailey!

---Soda? - Where are you? You dead? Don't d ie.

I'm not dead. I'm right here. Follow my voice.

Oh, God. Something's out there.

Claire, I want you to know that if Leonard comes...

...and chops us into a million pieces...

...then you are totally, completely and eternally my best friend.

You're my best friend too.

And I broke your iPod.

What are you girls doing out here in this weather? Come on.

Grandma, you scared me.

Let's get the two of you tucked up in bed.

Mrs. B., if I have nightmares tonight, l 'm blaming you.

Oh, gods of hurricanes...

...makers of thunder and lightning. ...

- Gods of hurricanes. - Just take me now.

Oh, gods of hurricanes, makers of thunder and lightning...

...and majestical waves.

Please useth your powers to keep my mom--

Maketh her to see the error of her ways and keepeth us in Bay Bridge.

Oh, my God.

Come on, men. On three. Ready? One...

Raymond's out. Come on.

Yeah, bring it up.

He's beautiful. Stay calm. Come on.

Catch you later, man. Yeah, catch you later.

Look at this.

What a wreck. It's Ray. Don't look.

Hello, little freaky blue crab.

Claire, look.

Ray. Hope you're ready to clean. - Wow.

Think you'Il call off Last Splash?

- No. No, M r. B. - No. Grandpa, no--

Mr. B., l 'm sorry, you can't do that.

Mr. B., we have been planning for this for, like, ever.

- It'll be all right. - Grandpa? Are the pool lights still on?

Claire.

- Hold on. - There's a shark in the pool.

I got you. You're okay.

Here, somebody get a chair.

Calm down. There you go. She may be in shock.

- Take deep breaths. - You all right?

She gets scared in the water. Her parents drowned.

You all right, honey? - I saw something.

It's in there, and-- I don't know what it was.

Half the ocean washed up in there last night.

Hailey, take Claire inside.

Leonard? Lock up the patio.

- I don't want anyone else falling in. Clean it, lock it, got it.

That was tig ht, Ray.

Thanks, Ray.

Well, come on.

My God. Raymond totally ju mped in there to save you...

...with his actual biceps.

Did you feel them around you? Were they flexed?

Oh, God, they must have been flexed.

If you had stopped breathing, you were this close to mouth-to-mouth.

There's something in there. I'm serious.

It looked l ike-- I can't even say it. But...

...I swear, it just stared at me with its eyes.

You're in shock...

...from touching Raymond.

Hailey, I know what I saw.

Fine. Then we'll just go back when no one's looking and check it out.

No way. I didn't mean to get in the water in the first place...

...and I'm not going back there again. Something bad could've happened.

Come on, Clairedy Cat.

Put on your big-girl pants and meet me at 9:00.

Be careful. Gram will be super mad at us.

It's Leonard.

Come on.

Hey, maybe we should get fishing poles or something.

No. I don't want to catch it. I want to feed it.