Island Zero

[skateboard rolling]

[wind]

[man humming]

Salt! Some ice,

and there we are.

[singing] Love tequila,

how I love tequila.

Hey sweetie.

Sweetie, sweetie...

Come on, I got the drinks.

It's your favorite!

Come and have a

little drinky-poos.

[baby talk] See? I knew you

likes it. I know you did. Yes.

[kisses]

[imitates dog bark]

[imitates dog bark]

[kisses]

[laughs]

You're actually a rather

good dancer, you know?

Yes, you are.

[water noise]

Daddy's going below, to make

himself another drinky-poo.

You want one?

Hmm?

Wha-What's that?

What's that?

[laughs]

A double?

Ooh... You're getting daring,

aren't you?

Well, there's a good boy.

Stay there, hmm?

[rushing through water]

[dog growls]

[dog barks]

[continues barking]

Sweetie!

I got more drinks.

Little bit of a fruit cocktail

to go with this one.

Wooh!

Unsteady stay on the pins...

...for some reason.

[laughs]

Yes! Sweetie?

Where are you? Sweetie?

[grunts]

Sweetie?

Sweetie?

Sweetie, for God's sakes!

Sweetie?

Sweetie, where are you?

Sweetie!

Sweetie!

[hesitant cry]

[eerie music]

[man cries]

[piano music]

[music intensifies]

[slamming sound]

[heart beats]

[heavy breathing]

Sits all day like a

lump in his chair.

Never does anything around

the house anymore!

I got to do it all!

Yesterday, I split a whole half

cod of wood all by myself.

Ask him to do the simplest

thing, and he's tired.

Like I'm not tired?

Ruth, could you step outside?

I'd like to hear what

Alvis has to say.

It-it's no wonder

he's gaining weight.

I'd gain weight too if I

had someone else do

all my work for me.

Ruth, I'd like to speak

with Alvis alone.

Why?

He can't tell you

anything I can't.

Can you, Alvis?

- Can you?

- Nope!

And he's got the thermostat

cranked up so high,

the whole house it

like a sauna.

82 degrees! I'm gonna

die of a heat stroke!

You got to do something

about him, and quick!

What would you like

me to do, exactly?

Fix him!

[eerie music]

[seagulls caw]

[item thuds]

That's all I've been

pulling up this week.

Ain't a single lobster

in any of my traps.

Reuben and Emmett been pulling

up that same stuff, too.

That crap, whatever it is.

- Ctenophores.

- What?

Gelatinous zooplankton.

What?

It's a comb jellyfish.

Hell, I know it's a jellyfish!

But what are they

doing up here in December?

You-you're the biologist,

you tell me!

We've had jellyfish

blooms here before

but usually in the summer

like that weird invasion

of moon jellies we

had last July.

Look, all I care about

is my bottom line.

Where did all the

fish and lobsters go?

I don't know.

Something's happening

out there.

Yeah, I just finished it,

I'm emailing the file

to you as we speak.

I'll be on the afternoon

ferry. I'll see you tonight.

[hangs up phone]

[ding]

God, get me off this island.

[diner music]

Jess, two burgers.

Same thing's happening

to me.

Last few days haven't pulled

in so much as a guppy.

Usually expect at

least a fish or two.

But my nets have been empty.

Yup, that makes three of us.

Uhh, Donnie. His traps

came up empty.

He's givin' up

for the season.

So, Arthur...

this is a multi-species drop,

to have everything collapse

at once. The lobster,

fish, scallops.

You've seen this before?

A few years ago,

off the cost of Maryland,

the whole fishery

suddenly collapsed.

Sorry to butt in, sorry.

Couldn't help overhearing.

What do you think is

causing this?

Well it could be a

number of things.

I mean, basically our species

has declared war on the fish,

the fish are losing.

all these super trawlers,

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