Haven

Synopsis: In Cayman Island, the daughter of a powerful man - Andrea - and the fisherman Shy are in a deep but secret love, hidden from Andrea's parents. When Andrea's father sails in a fish-trip, they have a night of love at Andrea's home; however they sleep and are surprised by the arrival of her family in the morning. Later, Andrea's brother Hammer throws acid on the face of Shy and spends four months in prison. In Miami, the dirty businessman Carl Ridley is chased by Federal agents and escapes with his teenage daughter Pippa to Cayman Island trying to reach his lawyer Mr. Allen. Pippa meets the small time thief Fritz sleeping in her room and he invites her to go a party. Before leaving the condo, Fritz sees Carl counting lots of money. Fritz owes money to the dangerous drug dealer Richie Rich and tells him about the fortune Carl has. Along a Friday 13th night, their lives entwine in a chain of tragic events.
Genre: Crime, Drama
Director(s): Frank E. Flowers
Production: Yari Film Group
 
IMDB:
5.9
Metacritic:
37
Rotten Tomatoes:
13%
R
Year:
2004
115 min
$104,610
Website
56 Views


- [Waves Breaking On Shore]

- [Birds Twittering]

[Seagulls Squawking]

- I missed you.

- I missed you.

So where's the family?

Hammer's on the wave runner.

Mommy and Daddy

are on the beach.

Way down on the beach.

You're safe.

[Phone Ringing]

- Hello?

- I'm saying good-bye, man.

Gene.

What's the matter?

- The Fall of Rome.

- Where?

Where else?

Allied Cayman Bank.

I just got the word.

They're coming in 15 minutes.

You're joking.

You're just telling me this now?

- You're supposed to keep me informed.

- Your clients will understand.

- F*ck the clients. I'm talking about me.

- What?

Gene, you've gotta go in

and transfer my account.

- I didn't know you had one.

- You think I'd live in a fucking tax haven...

making other cunts rich

and not put something aside for myself?

You're not supposed

to have an offshore account.

- How much are you in for?

- Everything. Just over a million.

- Jesus. I'm sorry, brother.

- [Elevator Bell Dings]

There are 500 banks on this

fucking island, Gene. We'll be all right.

Okay? Gene-

[Line Disconnects, Dial Tone]

[Sirens Wailing]

[Exhales]

I'm looking for the prospectus

for the condo property.

[Woman] Uh, I must have left it

back in the office, sir.

Yeah, I bring you to Miami

for two fucking hours.

You bring a roller case full of f*ck-knows-what

and forget the most important piece-

- Allenl

- Carl.

- Welcome to Florida.

- How's it going?

Oh, hi. You guys have

a good trip in?

Allen, I've been thinking it over,

and I really think this is the end of it.

I'm out.

It's just with my daughter's

I'm thinking it's time

to take the higher road.

Um, we can deal differently. You know,

we can go into hedge funds, bonds-

No, no, no, no.

That's not my style.

Besides, what's all this

I've been reading...

you know, about the banks down there

closing left and right?

Th-They're just clearing out the riffraff-

you know, the fucking cunts-

and leaving the way clear

for legitimate businessmen...

uh, like yourself.

So what are you gonna do

with all the money under the mattress?

What about the condo? I invest 1.5.

I don't even get a brochure?

Don't worry. I'll get my idiot secretary

to fax you one as soon as we get to the island.

- You should lighten up on her.

- F*ck her. Excuse me.

[Horns Honking]

So, Pip, you're 18.

You gonna get laid sometime soon?

Hey, as soon as I find a decent man.

[Girl] Good luck with that.

The boys at our school?

- Are you serious?

- [Carl] Good evening, ladies.

- [Girl] Hi, Mr. Ridley.

- Hey, Dad, you made it.

- Of course.

- [Kisses]

- Happy birthday, sweetheart.

- Thank you.

Okay.

[Gasps]

I'm so proud of you, sweetheart.

We'll celebrate this weekend, okay?

- Why are you leaving so soon?

- Oh, come on. You don't

want me spoiling your party.

- Eighteen years old! Oh, my God!

- [Laughing]

- Bye, sweetheart.

- Bye.

- Love you guys.

- Thank you.

Nice. Let me see.

[Radio:
Deejay]

Different game in the a.m. I

Looking for caller number 13

on this unlucky Friday.

Gonna be lucky for somebody.

Good morning, Miamil Whool

##[Radio:
Woman Singing]

##[Continues]

Sheila, it's Carl.

No, no, no. Me first.

I feel like an ass.

L-That scene yesterday,

that whole charade.

##[Continues]

I should've called you,

and I'm sorry.

I just don't want you to think

it didn't mean anything.

Sheila? Hello? Sheila?

Bye, Dad. Love you.

- Hey, Consuela. I'm leaving.

- [Ringing]

- Would you like something to eat?

- Oh, sure.

- Can you wrap it up for me?

- How was your birthday?

Oh, it was so much fun.

I wish you could've been there.

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Frank E. Flowers

Frank Ewen Flowers Jr. (born 1979) is a Caymanian independent filmmaker, film director and screenwriter, writer and director of the award-winning 2003 short film Swallow and the 2004 feature motion picture Haven, the latter photographed on the island of Grand Cayman. Flowers is a graduate of the University of Southern California School of Cinema-Television (now the USC School of Cinematic Arts). Flowers also co-wrote Metro Manila with director Sean Ellis. The film won an audience award at the Sundance Film Festival and was nominated for a BAFTA in 2014 after winning numerous British Independent Film Awards. He was commissioned in 2015 to script a biopic about the teenage years of basketball legend LeBron James for Universal Studios. The film is being produced by James and his partner Maveric Carter, alongside Academy Award nominees Rachel and Terrance Winter. Flowers is also attached to direct the drama Our Father for Relativity Media and Lantica in the Dominican Republic. more…

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