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to Stevie Wayne...
...your very own
beacon in the night.
Oh, sh*t.
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.
Hey, yo, Sean.
Get your ass up here
and take the helm.
One second, ladies.
Yeah. My turn to play.
- This is my cousin's boat, man.
- Well, Nick's not here, is he?
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.
- My name's Jennifer.
- Sean, they're not twins.
- Neither are we.
- So we can do this now.
You swear y'all ain't twins?
You know you girls could model?
I could hook you up.
Right after this little audition tape.
I just gotta pick up
a part for the Seagrass.
It'll just take a second.
And, you, don't go anywhere,
all right?
You know the difference
between flotsam and jetsam?
- Machen.
- People get washed up on 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?
Remind me why I gave you
Because I'm 6 feet of burning love.
Actually you're 5'9", Dan.
Now tell me why you called,
or I'm gonna hang up.
Okay, okay. I just thought you might
like something to talk about.
Okay. I'm listening.
I got something
Sounds kinky.
Looks like a fog bank
about 10 miles out...
...and it's moving
straight towards us.
Well, my gauges must be wrong then.
I'm showing a wind blowing due west.
Now, what kind of fog
moves against the wind?
You got me.
But my radar doesn't lie.
- Gotta go. I'm on.
- Okay.
It is just before 10 on Spivey Point.
This is Stevie Wayne,
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