Below Deck Mediterranean

Previously on

"Below Deck Mediterranean"...

Ship now.

What was Hannah

telling you there?

You f---ing throw me

under the bus.

You did it with Lauren,

and you're f---ing doing it

right now.

Bobby seems to think

that I've been talking sh--

to Lauren,

that I've been talking

sh-- to Malia.

Can't remember you saying

one bad thing about him.

This is when Hannah

pulled you aside saying

don't waste your time with me.

Yeah.

So either she's lying

or you're lying.

I'll be the liar.

Thanks for your support,

Lauren.

Why don't you go f--- Ben?

I miss you.

I know.

The primary charter member,

Mr. Skin,

They would like to schedule

their naked news photo shoot.

I mean, this yacht

is only 160 feet.

Okay, you didn't say

the lines, but you know what?

That was still good.

My gran was such

a strong woman,

and I need to pull myself

together.

It's what she

would have said to me.

The wind's picking up.

If we hit the rocks,

we're totally screwed.

Boy, we've really drifted.

I trust the captain.

I need you get in that tender

and push.

It's getting really close.

Max, what are you doing?

Push the boat.

Whoo!

I'm so proud of Skin.

Whoo!

The beauty of the stern tie

is it creates

this beautiful sanctuary

where it feels

like it's the guests'

private little area.

The downside is,

if the wind picks up,

then we're in danger

of hitting the rocks.

Look where we are right now.

And we haven't actually lifted

an anchor?

No.

That's insane.

F---.

I want to stay away

from that rock.

Do you want a spot?

Yeah.

Max.

I need you to get in the tender.

We're getting too close

to the rocks.

I need you to get in that tender

and push.

When the wind shifts the boat

a little bit,

instead of starting

the main engines,

disrupting the charter

clients' trip,

you basically put

a deckhand in the tender

and have 'em push

while we reposition the vessel.

Max, come push.

Yeah, I got it.

It's getting really close.

Okay, so we're gonna tell

the clients we're gonna move.

I'm gonna re-anchor this boat.

All right. Copy that.

Why isn't Max pushing?

Max, come push the boat.

What are you waiting for?

Just put the boat up against--

keep it in gear.

You want me to push

that massive, huge boat

with this little boat?

Really?

Give it throttle.

There you go.

You gotta work on him.

No.

What? Oh, chips.

There you go.

So it's jalapeno salsa

and guacamole.

We are so close

to hitting these rocks,

and I'm kind of getting

a little bit concerned

about getting slapped

by silicone over here.

Might wanna tweak

the nipples a bit.

Max, you just stand by

with the tender.

What do we got?

Oh, good. Okay.

I'm too close to the wall here.

All right.

So I'm gonna go out

a little farther.

Perfect.

Bobby, let's try to pull

the anchor in on high speed.

Copy that.

All right, Wes, throttle.

There you go.

Just keep it there, buddy.

Keep going.

Yeah...

Thanks for your patience.

One thing I'm noting is,

nothing always goes to plan.

Of course.

The elements always throw

a little surprise at you.

What would happen if,

like, someone totally screwed up

and you weren't

paying attention?

Yeah, of course.

I'll drop the starboard first.

Shackles in.

Starboard side's locked off.

Ready on port.

Drop it.

The wind's picked up,

so we are gonna drop two anchors

to make us secure.

And it looks like we have

some good tension.

We're safe and secure.

Whew!

Whoo-hoo!

You and Bobby got issues,

but I think there's still

feelings there.

No.

Are you sure?

Absolutely not.

Promise.

Mm-hmm.

I promise.

Yeah?

Seriously.

To know that he's, like,

soiling my name, it hurts.

'Cause she f---ing screwed

me over, playing me with Ben.

I thought we were friends,

but he wants no part of that.

I think he's okay

with being a dick to me.

I feel completely alone

right now.

Hannah is the only friend

I have on here,

and I f---ed up.

Are they after

the green juice?

Yeah, can you finish that off

for me?

Of course.

Thank you.

Sure thing.