Dive Club

Welcome back to The Diving Rose,

coming to you from our little slice of paradise, Cape Mercy.

If you're new to my channel, I'm Lauren, and these are my friends.

Hi!

We're ready to hunt for treasure.

Are you guys coming?

Let's go!

-What a find! -Woo!

Open it! Open it!

Cool.

Typical of the Victorian era.

This is so you can keep loved ones close as you travel.

-Careful! Hey! - It survived a hundred years underwater.

-Let's hope it survives Stevie! -Ha.

I bet this is worth some coin!

Hey, hey, hey. We return lost items, not sell them.

Now, I think the current's dragged in from the Cape Mercy shipwrecks.

Now, that would be a dive.

Sure, if you like shark-infested waters.

-We are never doing that dive. -No shark-infested waters.

Never say 'never'.

I wonder who she was.

-That's coming in fast. -We better go. Now!

Quick, put the mainsail out.

Ahoy, Sea Dog!

Why weren't you lot in earlier?

Sorry, Grandad. The weather was clear this morning.

It suddenly turned on us.

This is no summer squall.

This is gonna be a big one!

Better get her into the cove.

Tighter!

Here, let me.

I got it.

Got it.

There you go.

Oh! My phone! I left it in the boat.

You guys just, just go.

My mother will have expected me home hours ago. I better go.

Time to batten the hatches.

But what about Lauren?

Oh, it's fine, really. Go.

-I'll wait, it's... -No, no, it's OK.

Ok.

Yes!

But we'll continue to search until Lauren is found safely...

Hey, Chief.

Stevie, you'll know as soon as we find anything.

I know, but you've gotta let us help, Chief. We can be useful.

No, not again.

What if we take one of the cruisers out? Huh? Fresh eyes.

If you wanna help, Lauren, leave it to the professionals!

What if she never took the boat out. She could be lost on land.

Keep putting up the posters, OK?

OK.

They're looking in the wrong place.

Lauren knows better than to sail the 'Indy' headfirst into a cyclone.

Exactly - why would Lauren help pack the skiff, drag it onto the sand

just to unpack it and haul it back out ten minutes later?

She wouldn't.

Cape Mercy Tower, helicopter 727, 10 north-west, in-bound.

That's a capsized boat down there.

A cyclone'll do that.

Your specialty, my nightmare.

Give your dad a chance, kiddo.

You can't have all your best holidays with Mum.

Fine.

But, as long as I get to keep my feet dry.

Yeah, we'll see.

Cleared for landing, 727.

We're representing a town in crisis,

not attending a French film festival, Anna.

The Chief is going out again this morning, isn't he?

Where do you think they'll be looking? The northern coastline?

I'm sure they'll be very thorough.

Well, if they find the 'Indy' and the mast is down,

that proves she couldn't have been sailing it.

We've spoken about this.

We just really don't think she took the boat out, Mother.

Lauren was last seen at the boat, you said so yourselves.

She just went to get her phone.

And did you see her come back?

And now the boat is gone.

Dr. John Martin, engineer.

And my daughter Izzie.

Renee Volkov, mayor. And this is my daughter Anna.

Unfortunately, the hotel has no hot water,

so you'll be staying in our guest accommodation for the time being.

-I trust that's suitable. -That's very kind, thank you.

Well, there's a lot to survey before the town meeting.

We best get started.

Anna, settle Izzie in and show her around.

Actually, I thought I'd...

Anna is a gracious host.

I'm sure you'll have a wonderful time together.

Town meeting, six o'clock.

I love your necklace, it's super vintage.

Oh, it's OK. You don't have to do that.

I've done this a lot

and... some poor person always gets roped into showing around the new girl.

Well, I'm the mayor's daughter and that comes with certain obligations.

I don't mind.

You can ride a bike, can't you?

- -Who's this?

That is my great-grandmother.

The heroine of Cape Mercy.

We're the last remaining descendants of the shipwreck.

Anna?

Um, you can put your stuff in the guest bedroom, I won't be long.

-And then I'll show you around. -Sure.

Hey, but... Anna.

Stevie! The table!

The last time we saw Lauren, she was here.

- Right where we parked the 'Indy'. -Right.

We find the boat, they'll see that the mast is down.

No-one can pilot a boat without a mast.

They'll have to accept the storm washed it out to sea.

-And then they'll start a land search. -Exactly.

She probably got caught out riding home.

You know, we'll find Lauren at the bottom of a landslide with a broken leg,

furious we didn't find her sooner.

We'll be back in this booth having lodestar burgers by Wednesday.

Can I help you?

Yeah, hi, I'm Izzie.

She's just arrived.

The engineer's daughter.

-I'm Maddie. -Hi.

-This is a private meeting. -Stevie!

What?! It is!

Isn't it, Anna?

Usually, yes, but I'm showing her...

I'm not here to intrude.

I'll just... Just wait here.

So a regular tide wouldn't have washed the 'Indy' from shore.

But a cyclone...

It totally could've dragged it up the northern coastline

and anyone on board.