The Hypocrites

Chief: Do me a favor. Warn Donny that Rusty badmouths him constantly. Kyle nods, tries to leave, but:

Chief: Kyle. Wait. A look. Time to unload something even bigger.

Chief: He even bragged it up that he was probably Donny’s real father. CUT TO: EXT. FLYBRIDGE - MOVING Sweet Carolyncruises along. Brad tends the wheel. Bridgett stands beside him. Both avoid each others eyes.

Brad: Love what your dad named this boat. Your mom was a great lady. She had a tremendous sense of values. Then, completely out of the blue:

Brad: Too bad it didn't rub off on you. Bridgett looks at him, stunned.

Brad: Let's skip the bullshit, Bridg -- Who the hell was with you on the dock last night?

Bridgett: The dock?

Brad: You weren't shopping! I saw the dude through the telescope. Y'all looked like Brangelina strung out on Viagra!

Bridgett: Alright. This isn't fair to you.

(angry)

Brad: Damn right it isn't!

Bridgett: I'm seeing someone else.

Brad: Why didn't you just tell me? Why did you make me come all the way up here to be humiliated?!

Bridgett: I hadn't sorted out my feelings.

Brad: And what about now? Suddenly, the boat lurches violently. Both are flung into the console, followed by the horrible SOUND OF WOOD AND STEEL BEING CRUSHED by rock. CUT TO: EXT. HARRIMAN DRIVEWAY - NIGHT Pale faces converse in the glow of headlights. One being Davis Harriman's and the other belonging to Coast Guard Lieutenant COMMANDER ROLAND AVERY. Avery lowers a mug, looks squarely at Davis.

Commander Avery: They're damn lucky we got to them. Could've caught on fire, you know.

Davis: Don't understand it. He just graduated from the Naval Academy. Davis shakes his head -- a brilliant man sporting the dumbest of expressions.

Davis: Don't they teach these kids how to drive a boat?

Commander Avery: Sir. He went down in an area full of ledges. The local fishermen call it The Hypocrites. Halsey himself couldn't have got a damn kayak through there.

Davis: What the hell was he doing there in the first place? 56.