A Small Fortune

Ah, you're too early!

Need to go further up the cape yet.

I brought some lunch for you.

Something for Chanky too!

Hi Chanky!

Hi my boy!

-I've been up and down the shore all morning.

The moss must be on the south side today.

I was hoping to take our photo when you're finished.

But it looks like you're just getting started.

Oh well.

Okay, grab the fork.

Okay.

What are you doing?

Stand here.

Okay.

Okay, like that.

Hold up the fork.

Not like that!

Like-

Mm-hmm.

Okay.

Alright.

Okay, now-

And don't move for twenty seconds.

Okay.

Twenty fucking seconds, eh?

Stoffit!

This is a serious moment!

Give it up!

Give it up!

Chanky will start laughing!

Come on.

That's got to be twenty seconds.

Okay.

That good?

I think it is.

Did you have enough?

I'm eating me dinner.

Look, I can only work with what's given to me.

Right?

And I'm afraid that's left to the sea.

There's no one left out there, Kevin.

They've all moved on!

No, they've all moved out West.

And what's wrong with that?

Kevin.

We need to start planning here.

We need to figure this out.

There's about a thousand dollars worth of moss-

in that yard, Sam.

Now that's not a bad payday.

You must think I'm a fucking sandbox, do you?

-Two hundred and eleven?

Like are you sure that's right?

I mean that was near a full truckload.

Look I can't sell moss when it's full of junk b'y.

I'm not buying just anything that comes out the sea.

Yeah, I know.

But-

I just thought there'd be more.

Oh, we could all use a bit more.

More money, more time, more pussy, more weed.

But these old hands are going to work till they bleed!

No.

Tell me something.

You're not looking for an extra set of hands?

Around here?

Yeah.

No!

Look.

You just bring me in some quality moss.

And we'll both be happy.

Yeah, there's supposed to be some dirt-

coming across the straight tonight.

That'll bring in your fare share to shore b'y.

Yeah.

Thanks Omer!

Yeah.

Fuck!

Gladys: Go easy now.

Too much soap will dry out me skin.

I'm not using soap, Gladys.

I don't pay you to talk back to me, dear.

Uh-

About that.

You usually pay me on Fridays.

Oh do I?

Well-

Jesus Christ.

Do you know how much money I made per week-

when I was pregnant?

I really don't know Gladys.

The men worked.

And the women took care of the children.

How was Omer's?

You won't be happy.

I think I can handle it.

How much?

Couple of hundred.

Kevin, this is ridiculous!

You think I can just jump on a plane and make us rich?

Rich?

I would settle for a crib and a box of diapers.

Sam what's the point-

if I'm living in Alberta six months of the year?

Well we can come with you.

We don't have to stay here.

This is home Sam!

We're not raising a kid on the other side of the country.

My brother is making a good living out there.

Just-

Just call him.

Darcy?

He hasn't been home in what- ?

like five or six years now?

He doesn't have a wife!

He doesn't have any kids!

Oh yeah, but he's making bank!

So it must count for something I guess.

What a nice life.

Don't act like Darcy's a bad guy just because he's successful!

Your brother made the right decision!

Going out West?

No!

Not coming back!

No he didn't come back.

You don't have to do that.

I'll go find him.

I'll go find him!

Come back to bed.

I want to fix this house.

I want to hold our baby in my arms.

I just want to be a good dad.

You will be.

When I get back, I'll call your brother okay?

See about going out West.

Whoah whoah!

Recording: Please leave your message-

Sam: How was your morning?

-Best day of mossing in years, Sam.

Easily.

We were due.

I've heard that before.

There's weak pile down there I'm telling you.

I'll be hauling her home for days.

you forget about the ten times you didn't.

Yeah.

You're right.

-Well I'm off to be Gladys's slave.

Don't forget to call my brother.

Hey Kev.

What?

I love you.

Listen.

We were due, Sam.

We were due.

Omer: $330 worth-

of junk today.

I'll take it.

Why do you keep doing this to yourself-

Hey, I'll stop mossing when you stop paying.

Yeah well you're 30 years late for making a living.

I'm only at it because I can still sell it-

as cattle feed.

Uh- you think you can start paying me in cash?

Cash?

Yeah.

Seeing as how I'm your only customer-

It shouldn't be that difficult, no?

I'm not a bank, Kevin.

Look.

Answer me this.

What are you going to do when I'm dead?

I've only got a few years at best.

Who's going to buy the moss then?

Look, you're going to need something.

You can't feed a baby seaweed!

You could sell firewood!

Bait!

Fuck, try growing a potato!

Thanks for the tip.

Yeah, well think about it.

Austin: I'm making-

$450 a day.

That's just starting!

Tack on another $200 a day for danger pay.

Got another $150 on there-

for a living allowance.

My truck's on there for another hundred.

My cell phone is paid for.

And I get two free pairs of coveralls.

Best part is-

it feels like you've won the God-damned lottery.

Cashier: Hi Sam.

Hey.

Kevin finally put a baby in you, did he?

Yeah.

That's $22.10.

I only brought a twenty.