‐ Got a package.
I wanna send this to the oil company.
Titan International, New York City.
Address is here.
‐ Do you wanna go express or priority with that?
‐ Send it regular. Give it time for the stink to set in.
What Titan did, cutting corners, turning a blind eye
to insufficient equipment,
it's yet another egregious example of corporate greed.
Exactly. I mean, didn't we learn anything after BP?
Yes, that's why one year ago,
I made a pledge to do everything necessary to help the Gulf Coast
and its people recover from this tragedy.
And I'm proud to say we have delivered on our promise.
That's Senator Dorsey, everyone.
Thank you so much for being here.
Thanks for having me.
‐ All right. Give me two beers and a shot of Jack.
You got it. ‐ How 'bout you? You drinkin' tonight? Yeah?
‐ Yeah. ‐ Yeah, no.
Okay? Only thing he's pissin' tonight's H‐2‐O. You got that?
‐ Yeah, I got it.
Yo. Incoming.
‐ All right. I got it.
‐ What's wrong with him?
Oh, he‐‐ So, you know after the spill?
‐ Yeah.
‐ Well, they had him out there doin' clean‐up
while they're pumpin' dispersant off a plane nearby.
He gets dizzy from it, falls overboard.
Gets a face full of chemicals.
Game over.
‐ Hey. You good? You wanna sit or‐‐
‐ I'm fine.
That's cool. You just need a drink, that's all‐‐
‐ Hey, It's fine.
So we'd been clockin' it five, six days. Everything dried up.
And we's dog tired, too.
Goin' 24 hours 'round the clock with a spotlight
makin' up for time.
So... I guess we was kinda delirious,
not payin' attention to our coordinates.
And that's when we hear 'em.
Circlin' 'round the boat.
‐ What? Sharks?
‐ Worse than sharks.
It was a school... of mermaids.
Hungry ones, too. Cryin' out from every direction.
Surrounded. One of 'em reached up, grabbed my ankle, pulled me over.
In a flash, I had two, three of 'em on me in the water.
Just... bitin' off flesh. Hurt like hell, I'm tellin' ya.
‐ How'd you know it wasn't sharks?
Do sharks got tits?
I mean‐‐
I couldn't see 'em, but I felt 'em good enough.
'Cept my buddy fired a rifle‐‐
Scared 'em all off.
‐ Bullshit.
‐ Bullshit?
Uh‐huh.
Someone get that kid a beer.
‐ Relax. There ain't gonna be no "schools of mermaids" where we're goin' out.
‐ Hell no, only one or two of 'em, is all.
Just the hungry ones.
‐ Okay, would you stop that shit. You're gonna give him nightmares,
and his mom's gonna kick my ass. ‐ I'm not scared. I'm not.
‐ Oh yeah? All right, good.
Claudine's gonna let him go out for opening day tomorrow.
‐ Yeah? ‐ Mm‐hmm.
You goin' out as deckhand?
‐ Yeah. ‐ Right on.
‐ Hey, hey, you need any advice from one deckhand to another,
you fire away, Breezy got you.
‐ Yeah. Here's some advice. Do everything the opposite of Breezy.
He said deckhand, not dickhead.
Ha ha ha. Fuck you.
‐ How 'bout you, Sharko? You goin' out for opening?
‐ No.
‐ Yeah, sure.
Don't gotta rush it.
‐ Hey. You know why we call him Sharko?
'Cause he rips fish outta the ocean just like a fuckin' Great White.
‐ Till he fell off his boat.
All right, you're done.
You gotta get going.
No. Fuck off. Get outta here. ‐ What? What? Come on. Hey, hey.
Get your fucking hands off me, asshole. Watch it!
‐ Ahh! I was gettin' a beer anyway.
‐ You know there's no catch.
Shit's still washin' up black,
so y'all can go ahead and stop lyin' to yourselves.
You're gonna come up dry. Or worse.
‐ Maybe so. ‐ Definitely.
‐ Yeah, but what about the clean‐up?
‐ You mean cover‐up.
Flew a couple prop planes and dumped out some chemicals.
Meanwhile, we're down on the water wavin' our dicks around
so Air Force One can do a drive‐by.
‐ Dorsey's on TV sayin' it's clean waters.
‐ It's a play.
Dorsey's gonna ride that black tide all the way to the White House.
He's balls deep in Titan. Fuck Dorsey!
‐ Hey, um, I was thinkin'.
Oh shit.
Forgot about your little scuba gear there.
How you doin' by the way, huh?
I been worried about ya.
‐ You was thinkin'.
‐ You know, since, um,
you're not goin' out, I was‐‐
Maybe I could take your boat out, you know, for opening.
And split it 60‐40.
I know you could use the cash, 'cause you, you know‐‐
‐ I got cash.
‐ Well, then, hey, what about as just‐‐ as a favor. Hmm?
‐ Last time we went out,
you stood me up two hours.
Then come to find your ass landed in jail.
‐ Well, what if I've seen the error of my ways, huh?
Huh?
Come on, you don't gotta be an asshole.
Hey, not my fault you're fuckin' crippled and can't go out‐‐
‐ There's no reason why we both have to go see Josh Layton's widow.
‐ Now, listen, big shorty,
you ain't about to saddle me off to seeing some poor widow woman all by myself.
Me being there's not gonna help her any.
Yeah, but it's gonna help me! Now, you're going, and that's it!
Why?
Well, because Mr. Layton was one of Pa's best friends,
and we're supposed to be here doing everything we can to help.
This is Howler. Checkin' for coordinates. Reply 68.
- 68. Howler, this is Peanut. - 185 degrees magnetic.
Makin' my way up the line. Over.
‐ This is Howler. ‐ Goddamn it's a beautiful day.
We'll be callin' for an offload 'fore supper‐‐
Dogg‐o on 68. All dry and we locked up
like a junkyard dog. Over.
This is Howler.
I'm about a mile and a half south‐southwest off Sand Point.
Tested twice, all black or deformed.
Movin' on. Over.
Comin' up like aliens.
All twisted and two heads. It's freaky shit. Over.
Dogg‐o here. Gettin' out to the waypoint.
Well, I sure hate to brag,
but we got the catch of the century over here, boy!
‐ Yeah?
Mr. Peters, this is Bradford Harris
calling from the law offices of Ogden & Bruce.
‐ Okay. ‐ We got your name on a referral.
May I ask, did you suffer an injury during the clean‐up efforts
after the Titan oil spill one year ago?
‐ What's this all about?
‐ If so, I wanted to inform you of a class action lawsuit
in which you're eligible‐‐
House Democrats introduced a bill today
that would limit the number of firearms a person can legally own.
If enacted, the bill would also create a watchlist of buyers
who attempt to purchase more guns than the law allows.
The bill's co‐sponsor,
Forge River freshman Congresswoman,
called the legislation long overdue and wholly rational.
As Americans, we're natural leaders.
The world respects us.
Our allies follow in our footsteps.
Our enemies fear us or at least‐‐
Lately, America's forgotten how to lead.
Our government's grown weak and corrupt.
But Americans have it.
I'm Jim Dorsey.
And together we can stand and speak up. Take the wheel‐‐
‐ It's okay.
No wonder you can't breathe too good.
That better?
Steak or haddock?
Good choice. I wouldn't want that farm‐raised shit either.
Good girl.
I'll be back for supper.
‐ Ma'am, you feelin' poorly again?
‐ Oh no, no, I'm fine.
Jean...
It was, uh, sweet of you to remember the table I had
the last time I was here,
but I wonder if we couldn't have something a little more private.
Of course, Madam. Right here.
‐ Thought you might like to watch, too.
You seen this before?
It's a classic.
That's Cartwright, but they all call him Hoss.
In this one, he falls in love with that one. Julie.
She tricks him, see?
"What's the matter?"
"Nothin, I‐‐
"Ma'am, I'm‐‐ I'm just a cowboy.
Don't reckon I fit in in a place like this very good."
"I'm sorry. I‐‐ I didn't mean to make you unhappy."
My father watched this to learn English.
Loved American TV.
Look at this guy. Sippin' champagne.
He don't know.
‐ It's real good.
What?
Oh,
thought you said somethin'.
‐ Shh.
Stay here.
Who's there?
‐ Oh hey. Hey, hey.
I was lookin' for ya. I was gonna tell ya.
You know, you should, uh, you should lock your door at night.
'Cause somebody, somebody could break in.
‐ Put that down. Get the fuck out of here before I call the cops.
‐ Aye‐aye, cap'n.
Ah! ‐ Fuck you!
‐ Fuck me? ‐ Yeah, fuck you.
Get the fuck out of my house.
‐ I only asked you for one fuckin' thing!
To take your boat out for one fuckin' day.
‐ I let you on my boat. I gave you a shot. I gave you ten shots.
‐ Oh! Good boy, Sharko.
That's a good boy! Yeah, what? What, you want a cookie? Hmm?
What's the matter, huh? Huh?
‐ Breezy‐‐
‐ Wittle boy scaredy‐boo‐boo?
What's the big scary man gonna do, huh?
Who's the big dog, now, huh?
What's that? What's that? Somebody here?
‐ No. ‐ No?
Oh here, kitty‐kitty‐kitty.
‐ There's no one in there. ‐ Oh, no one's in there, huh?
Here, kitty‐kitty. Come on out and play.
Holy shit.
You got a mermaid in your tub.
‐ Look, you can't tell anyone about her.
‐ What're you gonna do with it? I mean, you could‐‐
You could sell it. You'd get‐‐
Hell, the tail alone gets ten, twelve K.
‐ I'm gonna throw her back.
As soon as the water's clear.
‐ You know you can't keep no damn mermaid in no tub,
don't you?
All right.
What d'you say, boss?
‐ Left joint looks sharp.
‐ It's quittin' time.
Quittin' time! Quittin' time.
‐ No drugs on my boat.
‐ Your boat? ‐ House.
‐ You said boat.
What's the matter, old man? You lose a couple screws when you fell overboard?
‐ When you gonna grow up?
"When you gonna grow up?"
Yeah, you're right.
You're right. Yeah.
It's, uh, it's high time I took a good...
hard look at myself and, uh‐‐
‐ Job ain't done till it's well done.
My father taught me to take pride in my work.
‐ You know what my daddy taught me?
Mmm.
"Sit the fuck down!"
"Shh... shut the fuck up, motherfucker!"
"Stop fucking around with your sister back there!"
Well, who's on top now, motherfucker? Huh?
Never seen myself a fuckin' mermaid before three days ago.
Now I got me one.
Hey!
The fuck?
‐ You can't tell anyone about her. You know that.
‐ Well, who cares? ‐ I‐‐ I'm serious.
She's... she's precious.
And others will want her.
This is our catch.
Captain and deckhand. Like old times.
‐ Hmm? You burnin' my ass up
every time I was, what, four minutes late for work?
Yeah, no thanks.
‐ I wasn't. I‐‐
I‐‐ I was tryin' to help you.
I was treating you the way my father treated me.
You know, like a son.
‐ No. ‐ What?
‐ No, don't you‐‐ ‐ What, I'm not‐‐
‐ Don't you play me like that. ‐ I'm serious. I'm not.
I'm not. I'm serious. ‐ Don't fuck with me.
‐ I'm not fucking with you. I really meant what I said.
‐ Don't fuck‐‐ ‐ I'm not fuckin' with you.
I told you.
You got potential.
‐ What, so,
all them times you was making fun of me,
what, you was just,
you just were teachin' me a lesson, is that right?
‐ Yeah.
‐ 'Cause, well, Sharko loves Breezy.
‐ Sharko loves Breezy.
Okay?
Our secret.
You and me.
‐ Okay.
Dad.
Just Wheezy and Breezy now.
‐ Right. ‐ All right?
Job's done. Let's get to goddamn fishing here.
‐ Voila, madame.
Dinner for two.
You like this music?
Sinatra was my dad's favorite.
He used to say, "Even the fish would dance to the Ol' Blue Eyes."
Oh.
Bottoms up.
Look at us.
We're Hoss and Julie on their first date.
"Ma'am, I'm just a cowboy.
Don't reckon I fit in in a place like this very good."
My father loved that show. Loved all things American.
American cars. American girls.
Even got an American name when he came over.
And it wasn't any warm welcome to Texas, neither.
Big fuss over foreigners takin' up white folks' jobs.
Whole of Palacios up in arms.
One night, when I was a boy,
the Klan even came by the house, makin' threats.
Yeah. White robes and everything, sayin',
"There isn't enough fish in the ocean for the both of us."
And my father, he said,
"Well. I beg to differ."
Had to scare 'em off with a rifle.
I guess if I'm bein' honest,
it's been hard since the accident.
My father fought to get us a good life here.
So my loss feels like it's his, in a sort of way.
Look at me. Talkin' up a storm.
It's just 'cause you're just...
so easy to talk to.
Hi, Mr. Peters.
‐ Do I know you?
I sure hope you do.
There. Now you see me.
What's wrong? Don't you recognize me?
You saved my life. Remember?
On the beach?
‐ The beach?
‐ Can I come in?
Thank you. Hi.
So... you were saying how,
how hard it's been since your accident.
That your father had to fight these men,
the ones that didn't want him here?
‐ You're her.
Aren't you?
‐ Yes.
Of course I'm her.
Don‐‐ Don't you recognize me?
Well, you‐‐ you brought me here. Don't you remember?
I got a message for you.
From the sea.
‐ What is it?
‐ "Thank you."
‐ For what?
‐ For caring about us.
No one else does.
Not the oil company.
Not the greedy politicians.
No one understands how terrifying it was.
Seeing all that black oil.
But you do.
You're one good man out of the whole lot.
You got saltwater in your blood.
You're one of us.
Don't move.
Stay right there.
It's okay.
Now breathe.
Breathe.
There you go, handsome.
I know they say that you fell off your boat.
But I think you were just looking for me.
‐ So, I'm a kid. Got me a skimmer. Nothin' big.
And this guy on the radio said he's on it,
but I'm thinking, that's some lock up shit, right?
So I go the opposite way.
'Cause I got a feeling right here.
And I'm catchin' hell, too. Gulf's pourin' in.
So I pull up, and then I see it.
The mother lode! I'm right in the crack.
Pullin' up net after net after net.
Fuckin' Jesus of the sea!
Whoo! ‐ Whoo!
‐ Boy, I'm tellin' ya, men dream of a day like this.
Fuckin' 20 grand day. Thirty grand!
Me! Me! No immigrant's son.
I was Sharko!
King of the ocean!
And all the fish and every creature in the sea
shall bow before me!
Bow.
‐ I won't.
‐ Bow, I say!
‐ Never!
‐ I'll make you bow.
No!
‐ Come here. ‐ Stop!
I said, stop it!
Put me down!
I see you.
‐ I see you.
‐ I know.
But I see you.
I've been watching you for the past few days.
I wanted to say so much, but I couldn't.
‐ Say it now.
‐ I know you're unhappy.
But that won't last forever.
You're right.
Dorsey's a criminal.
The clean‐up was a total sham.
I saw with my own eyes. Everything is suffering.
Everything.
I liked‐‐
I liked Bonanza.
‐ "Ma'am,
"I'm just a cowboy.
Don't reckon I fit in in a place like this very good."
"I'm sorry.
I... I didn't mean to make you unhappy."
"Oh no, ma'am, you didn't.
It'd take some doing to make a man unhappy when he's with you."
What?
Nothin'.
Somethin'.
‐ I wish I'd drowned.
When I fell off that boat.
Wished it every day since it happened.
Till now.
Want a beer?
What?
What'd you say?
What is it?
Is someone here‐‐ ‐ Shh.
Stay here.
Little late for a house call.
Hey, Sharko.
Sorry for the drop‐by.
Just came to tell you, you was right.
Now, there ain't a catch for miles that don't got a belly full of oil.
Dorsey and everyone, they were lyin'.
Whole ocean's poisoned. ‐ Okay.
Now you told me.
‐ Say, Sharko? You, um,
really got a mermaid in there?
I see Breezy did his job as a town snitch.
‐ Yeah, well, I am what I am, Popeye.
‐ So, it's true?
'Cause if it's true, and you're sittin' right on it‐‐
‐ She's my catch.
‐ I know. 'Cept, thing is, I got a family.
We all do. And you're kinda keepin' bread outta their mouths right now.
‐ So get a job. That ain't my deal.
‐ Come on.
You don't even need it.
We know they paid you good for that clean‐up.
‐ She's my catch.
Okay.
Stay here.
What's he gonna do?
He's gonna, gonna walk her right out?
‐ Whoa! Hey!
Whoa.
‐ Hey, come on, man, that ain't necessary.
‐ I'm gonna tell you one more time.
Get off my lawn.
‐ Whoa, hey, relax, buddy.
Now put the gun down.
‐ Hey, come on, Sharko.
We thought we was friends.
‐ Showin' up middle of the night nice and friendly where you come from?
‐ Relax. He ain't gonna shoot anybody.
‐ You fuckin' almost caught me. ‐ That's right.
And I'm gonna put a bullet through every last one of you
and then again to be sure, I swear to god!
My name is Sharko!
I'm the king of the fuckin' ocean,
and not a one of you's gonna take her from me!
You hear?
‐ All right.
You win.
Come on, y'all. Come on.
Let's go.
Get in the fuckin' car!
Did they go?
‐ They're about to.
‐ Oh, thank god.
I was worried they'd try to keep me from you.
‐ Nothing can keep us apart.
Still daylight out.
Should we have an adventure?
Go for a dip in the ocean.
What do you say?
Ha!
Would you look at that?
It's a beautiful day!
Smell the salt in the air!
Whoo‐hoo!
It's gonna be a 20 grand day today!
Thirty grand, 40, I'm telling ya!
Here.
Take my hand.
We'll jump on three.
One.
Two.
Three.