The Fog

Williams, what is it? What did we hit?

I don't know. There's something in the water.

Clear us now, Williams.

Hold it steady, Wayne.

There's somethin' down there.

Clear away!

I can't see anything.

Unh!

Williams.

Hey, out there,

you've got the one and only Stevie Wayne,

broadcasting from my own little corner of the world,

high in the KAB lighthouse on Antonio Island,

It is perfect weather for this week's dedication of the new statue,

honoring the memory of Antonio Bay's founding fathers.

So get on down to the town hall...

and check out the monument to those four brave men,

one of whom was my great-great-grandfather,

Richard Wayne.

Did I already mention that?

David Williams.

Patrick Malone.

Norman Castle.

Richard Wayne.

- It's all wrong. - Oh, come on, Kathy.

Who cares which one holds the telescope.

Because it's a spyglass, Tom.

David Williams is supposed to be holding the spyglass. He was the visionary.

We've gotta get this right.

The four of them rode out against impossible odds...

to defend this island with their lives.

I know, I know. Through the fog.

Malone family's name is on that statue late last night, Tom

It has to be historically accurate.

We've got tourists arriving by the boat on Friday.

What do you wanna do, send it back?

Fine. We'll have the unveiling tomorrow...

and I'll send it back at the end of the season.

Look around you, boys. This is God's country.

Anywhere you go on earth... Sea of Cortez, Nantucket Sound,

Gulf of Mexico.

You'll never find better fishing than what we had here today.

- Sushi? - No. I'm good, thanks.

Nice speech.

And you've been to how many of those places?

Not a one.

My dad used to tell me stories. He was the traveler.

Sure is a long way out to find the sandbar.

Well, this is where the ocean floor is.

Which is where the kelp is, which is where the little fish are,

which is why you boys pulled out some big fish here today.

Yeah.

- Mr. Spooner? - Sir?

- Let's weigh the anchor, call it a day. - Yes, sir.

Damn. Hey, yo, Nick. We're snagged on somethin'.

Spooner? You all right?

The winch is jammed. I can't shut it off.

- Shut it down. - I'm trying to.

What's going on, come on!

- Nick, get up here. - Give it some slack.

I'm trying to, all right? It's stuck.

Uh!

Hey, I lost all my fish.

- We're going down. - We're not going down.

- Spooner. - Can't get it. It's not comin' loose!

You guys okay?

Yeah. See? You got a little somethin' there.

Sorry about the mishap, fellas. Come back and see us again.

Yeah, we'll be back.

What? They said they'd be back. They... they... I believe them.

I was convinced, when they said,

"We'll be back," they had the "I'll be back" face.

- Hey, yo, Nick. - Yeah, in here.

I don't suppose they left a brother a tip.

Yeah, right.

Hey, you know that wasn't my fault, right?

Don't-- Do that again.

Damned you... sexy as hell when you're mad. It's incredible.

Where you going, anyway? We got decks to swab.

I'm going to Little Ray's to get a clutch, for the one you broke today.

I-- I broke it?

Make sure you end up at Little Ray's. Don't end up at little Stevie's.

- That was a one-time thing. - All three times?

Because I remember the lighthouse, then there was the time in the field.

Oh, let's not forget about the little church parking lot, choir boy.

- Twice. It was twice. - Twice all three times?

- Your point is...? - Really don't have one.

But she does know Elizabeth. What if she blabs?

Elizabeth...

is 3000 miles away. She's been gone for six months.

Distance is not a factor. Women have testicle telepathy, man.

You hose down the boat lock her up...

- so we don't go out of business. - "We"?

We need to book another charter to make money.

I got a idea. Why don't you do some work here...

and I'll go get the clutch.

Cause I'm the Skipper, and you're Gilligan.

Like that? After all that "we," now I'm just Gilligan?

And I'm by myself, huh?

So that's it, huh?

How much they cost?

A heartfelt tribute to the founding fathers of Antonio Bay.

Could've used that money down to the marina.

New sea-wall, shore up that pier.

These four men built this town out of nothing.

Without their sacrifice, there wouldn't be a marina or a pier.

In honoring the past, we celebrate the present.

I never understood that line myself.

- And I'm sure you never will, Nicholas. - Mrs. Williams.

You're gonna make it to the unveiling tomorrow? Your family's name is on that statue.

Well, I can't help that, can I?

Oh, no.

No. Oh, oh!

No!

...with north-by-northwest swells past the break.

Otherwise, you've got fair winds and flat water.

Oh, and me, your lighthouse keeper, Stevie Wayne.

Voice that launched a thousand ships!

So if you're not in the mood,

you might wanna turn it down, 'cause I'm gonna turn it up,

on 94.5, KAB,

your island alternative to the modern music establishment.

Playing the music I wanna hear.

- Want a ride? - Wrong direction.

Not anymore.

You're not a freak or anything, are you?

Yeah, actually, I am.

- Good. - Shit.

So, I leave town, you start picking up strange girls on the road?

- Elizabeth? No, no. I recognized you. - I haven't been gone that long, Nick.

Heh, I knew it was you!

- So you're back. - No place like home.

Only took you six months to figure that out.

I just need to come back for a while.

And, Nick!

Next time, open the door for a lady.

Ahoy, mateys,

another perfect moonlit eve here on the isle.

And you're listening to Stevie Wayne,

your very own beacon in the night.

Oh, shit!

Oop!

Can't say that on regular radio but what the hell.

I can say whatever I want. It's my very own station.

Listen up. Got a low-tide warning in the a.m. For you.

And as I check my lighthouse gauges,

looks like the old barometer is on the rise.

So it could be, Dan the weatherman, might just be right for a change.

Ah! Yeah! Whoo!

Hey, yo, Sean.

Get your ass up here and take the helm.

One second, ladies.

Yeah. My turn to play.

- Uh, this is my cousin's boat, man. - Well, Nick's not here.

Huh? You see your cousin?

That sucks. Why do I have to drive?

Because I'm the Skipper, and you're Gilligan.

Oh, right.

Ladies, the Spooner wait is over.

Yeah.

Booty on the boat, the new reality show.

Ladies and gentlemen, I'd like to introduce you to our guests of honor:

Mandi and Brandi, the twins.

We're not twins.

- Dude, my name's Jennifer. - Sean, they're not twins.

- And neither are we. - So we can do this now.

You swear y'all ain't twins?

- Beautiful! You know you girls could model? - What? What, what, what?

You grasp the little object today.

I just pick up a part for the Seagrass.

It just takes a second.

And you, don't go anywhere, all right?

You know the difference between flotsam and jetsam?

- Machen. - Some people get washed up on the shore.

Some bob around at sea forever.

You used to be Elizabeth.

- I still am. - I have something to show you.

If you touch it, things will change.

It's still ticking.

It wasn't ticking before.

Where'd you get it?

From the sea. Came back.

Sooner or later, everything does. Do you have a lighter?

Yeah.

It's a hallmark. Tells where a piece was made and roughly when.

Looks familiar.

Elizabeth.

Farewell, Elizabeth.

What was that about?

He found a watch on the beach.

That guy gives me the creeps.

I know it sounds crazy, but I felt like I'd seen it somewhere before.

Where?

I don't know. Let's go.

Hey, Andy?

Hey, darling.

Hey, Dan.

You lonely over there without me?

Mm-hm. Remind me why I gave you my cell phone number again?

Because I'm 6 feet of burning love.