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pushing this trip off.

You should come with me.

They heard about my

research from you.

A 14-year-old?

A voice from the generation

that's going to have to

deal with what we've

done to the ocean.

We need a backup plan.

- This is our island we're talking about.

- We don't have time.

We don't have time to find

one endangered animal, let alone three.

I can rhyme off a half dozen

I've already seen around the island

and I know all of the

best places to look.

You have to let me try.

Okay.

You have to promise to be careful.

- And you have to watch out for Felix.

- I won't have time.

I'll be too busy looking

for Southern Cassowary,

Bilby Bandicoots, Rock Rats.

I swear I've seen Bulmer's Fruit Bats

in the caves near Fire Mountain.

This is the last of it, sir.

Can I just say that if anyone can

single-handedly mount a brilliant campaign

to preserve this treasure trove

of biological samples and data points...

Your crush on my dad is so embarrassing.

Do me a favour, Felix. Get out of the lab.

Do some field work.

It's just that there are

so many variables in the field.

That's the point.

Look, you are fantastic at cataloguing

and scheduling.

But science is the study of life

and life is chaotic.

Embrace the chaos. Have a little fun.

Get outside. Get your feet wet.

Yes, sir. I won't let you down.

"Embrace the chaos."

And while you're at it, prank Nim back.

The fact you haven't done it yet

is embarrassing.

NIM:
Hey, Jack!

[FISHERMEN SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]

[CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS]

FRANKIE:
Are you the Edmund

who chartered our boat?

I thought you said you were 18.

Yeah, I'm cursed with a baby face.

BEN:
I'm cursed with an ugly brother,

right, Frankie?

ID'd everywhere I go.

Mum says I'll really

appreciate it when I'm older.

I'm sorry, kid.

I can't have someone's mother

accusing me of kidnapping

her little prince.

You're Dad's little princess, Frankie.

- But you already have my deposit.

- Yeah.

But it's not enough for me

to risk getting into trouble.

How much would be enough?

BOOKER:
You can put that away.

FRANKIE:
Dad, I've got this.

I'm Booker.

Where is it you're

trying to take my boat?

[CHUCKLES]

That's in the middle of nowhere.

There's supposed to be

this amazing gold back triggerfish.

It lives on this gorgeous coral,

right around there.

I can take you to plenty of spots

to find triggerfish.

No, no, it has to be this spot.

Okay, this fish.

You know how rare gold backs are?

Alive, they're worth at least $1,000.

[CHUCKLES]

Frankie, help Ben with the gear.

We've got a guppy to ferry.

Frankie, get the rest of the gear.

[SIGHS]

[CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS]

Ben! Ben, you're mucking

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