The Fog

Malone!

Williams, what is it?

What did we hit?

I don't know.

There's something in the water.

Clear us now, Williams.

- Hold steady, Wayne.

- There's something down there.

Clear it away.

I can't see anything.

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.

It's a spyglass, Tom.

David Williams is supposed to be

holding it. 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.

The Malone family name is on

that statue, Tom.

- It has to be accurate.

- We've got tourists arriving 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.

- 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

and the little fish are...

...which is why you got

some big fish here today.

- Mr. Spooner?

- Sir?

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

- Yes, sir.

Damn. Hey, yo, Nick.

We're snagged on something.

Spooner? You all right?

The winch is jammed.

I can't shut it off.

- Shut it down.

- I'm trying to.

Spooner. Spooner.

- Nick, get up here.

- Give it some slack.

I'm trying to, all right?

The winch is stuck.

Hey, I lost all my fish.

- We're going down.

- We're not going down.

- Spooner.

- Can't get it. It's not coming loose.

You guys okay?

Yeah. See?

You got a little something there.

Sorry about the mishap.

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.

Damn, you sexy as hell

when you're mad. It's incredible.

Where you going?

We got decks to swab.

I'm going to Little Ray's to get

a clutch for the one you broke.

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 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.

Hose down the boat, lock it 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 get the clutch.

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 that cost?

A heartfelt tribute to the founding

fathers of Antonio Bay.

Could've used that money

down at 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.

Gonna come to the unveiling?

Your family's name is on that statue.

I can't help that, can I?

Oh, no.

- adrift. North-by-northwest swells

past the break.

Otherwise, you've got fair winds

and flat waters.

Oh, and me, your lighthouse keeper,

Stevie Wayne.

Voice that launched

a thousand ships.

So if you're not in the mood...

...turn it down,

because 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, are you?

Yeah, actually, I am.

- Good.

- Sh*t.

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.

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

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