[♪ Dua Lipa: "We're Good"]
♪♪♪
♪ I'm on an island ♪
♪ Even when you're close ♪
♪ Can't take the silence ♪
♪ I'd rather be alone... ♪
I hope the next letter’s an "L".
'Cause you’re shit out of luck if you think
my brother's going to accept your apology.
The boy holds a grudge longer than Medea.
Well I’m running out of ways to say sorry.
[Opal sighing]
Well, if you won’t stop begging for yourself,
then do it for me.
You’re the one person on this lake
I can lowkey look up to.
Thanks, Opal, I really need--
I did it for all of us.
You were one sorry away
from standing outside his window with a boombox.
[phone ringing]
You’re up early.
Uh, yeah, 'cause it’s Tiltapalooza!
Who can sleep in baby?
And you know who else couldn't sleep in?
Oh, oh, oh, oh-- Surprise!
-Surprise baby! -[Oliver] Hey Billie-Bear!
Mom?! Dad?!
-[animalistic squeaking] -Oh, oh!
Oh, yeah, there's--
probably just a squirrel or raccoon or something.
They caught the last guy who was living in the walls.
-[gasp] The walls? -You get teenage ass
back here with your lifejacket on.
'Cause you got parents to hug.
♪ Let's end it like we should and say we're good ♪
The view’s spectacular, honey. Come see.
Looks fine from here.
I don’t like the look of those railings.
Oh, yeah, the hint of imminent death
is part of what gives this place its charm.
People on the lake call it the Murder Cabin.
Was someone actually murdered here?
Oh yeah; Kidnapping,
cannibalism, black market abattoir...
It just needs a little love and an exorcism.
Billie and I love it so much I actually put an offer on it
but it’s conditional so we'll see.
Should have the financing sorted by the end of day.
What happened with your family’s place?
Billie said you had your heart set on it
but there was conflict with your step-sister.
Yeah, more ancient blood feud.
But I think that we've come to an agreement
that’s gonna let us bury the hatchet.
Not in each other’s faces.
Hi! Hi!
[overlapping greetings]
When did you get here?
Yesterday. We took an early flight back
-and drove straight up. -We just missed you too much.
Justin says we arrived in time for Tatapalooza.
-Tat-a-tat-tat. -Tiltapalooza, yeah.
But if you’re super jet-lagged
we could just get breakfast or something.
Yeah, it’s the Boathouse’s last big hurrah
before the end of the year.
But it’s just, like, silly games and races and stuff.
You can totally skip it. Go to breakfast.
I dunno, it sounds kinda fun. What do you think, Naomi?
-[mosquito buzzing] -[bug spray hissing]
Is it indoors?
[♪ Royal Canoe Feat. Begonia: "Fussin'"]
Long ago in Sweden farmers would gather their herds
to their pens with Kulning
and shepherds would call their flocks
back from summer pastures for the winter.
Today in the same tradition of Kulning
we will celebrate the end of summer.
[Ulrika yodelling]
Let Tiltapalooza begin!
♪ Call my bluff ♪
♪ I'm always acting tough ♪
♪ Oh I've been looking down ♪
♪ Instead of looking up, up love... ♪
-Oh! -Yeah!
So, not indoors...
♪ No need for fussin' about it... ♪
-[disgusted groaning] -Oh, my God.
♪ Starting to slip... ♪
-Hey babe. -Wayne, no.
-I can do that for you. -No you won't, no you don't.
This is mine. Go on.
-Where'd you get this? -I hate this.
Is this a rental?
♪ You can sing it flat that you love me like that ♪
♪ But it won't do ♪
♪ Maybe I'll be there to catch you when you lose your grip ♪
♪ Say what you want... ♪
You can race with Killian if you want.
Nah. I’m good.
Well buck up, Billie-Bear.
Summer romances aren’t meant to last.
You’ll find a way to close the chapter.
♪ I've got a sleeve to tug... ♪
No, I need a shovel.
♪ No need for fussin' about it ♪
♪♪♪
♪ Fussin', fussin' fussin' about it ♪
♪ Matching your step... ♪
Need a partner?
Yes please.
♪ What you wanna do? ♪
♪ We could call it off or fall into a rhythm ♪
♪ Don't forget ♪
♪ I know the way you work with your little smirk ♪
♪ But I feel it too... ♪
-[whistle bleating] -[crowd cheering]
♪ Say what you want ♪
♪ You're always talking like you're the only one ♪
♪ Say what you want ♪
♪ Keep on talking like you're the only one ♪
[crowd cheering]
This is a family event!
We might need to freshen up our repertoire.
This rope-play is getting kinda stale.
♪ Oh I've been looking down instead of looking up, up... ♪
Just in case you need it, I'll help you a bit more, here.
-No, you don't-- -Just to get the rest.
-You don't! -Okay, okay.
-You get out! -Just trying to help.
♪ No need for calling my bluff ♪
♪ I'm always acting tough ♪
♪ Oh I've been looking down instead of looking up ♪
Two Wayne burgers. Medium rare.
All right.
You okay there, Wayner?
What am I gonna do without my sweet baby Jayne?
Yeah... Maisy and I were sorry to hear you’re splitting up.
Oh, I mean-- she said we’re just taking a break.
Ooh.
Fuck.
Hey, you know how in Michael Bay movies,
-Wahlberg’s always the shit? -Yeah, yeah.
But then these bad robots show up
and then for a moment he's like,
"Wait a minute, am I the shit?"
But then he kicks some ass
and he’s like, "I am the shit, I'm totally the shit."
I used to think that I was a Wahlberg,
now with Jaynie leaving me I'm starting to think
-maybe I’m just a sad Shia. -Stop.
-Why is she leaving me? -Well, you day drink
you don't really take care of the kids
and you're a terrible listener.
-Two hot dogs. Well done. -Exactly.
When we get back to the city,
I'm probably gonna have to crash with you guys for a bit.
Stop. Listen to me very carefully.
You may not be a Wahlberg,
but I can help you be the next best thing.
Me.
Look, you just need a win, big guy.
Once Jaynie sees you take down a nine time Tilting champ,
love will bloom again my friend.
Yeah! Dude, I'll be like Wahlberg from Boogie Nights.
Different kinda love, bud.
Right, well without the cocaine and all the porn.
Maybe a bit of porn.
-Thank you Victor! -Ow. Yup.
Jayne and Wayne together again. Woo.
-Here you go, babe. -Oh, but I asked for a burger.
Yeah, sorry.
With Jayne gone rogue, Wayne’s off his grill game.
"Do ear infections cause vertigo?"
I put extra weight in Justin’s paddle
but I still need more of an edge.
Ooh, Fear of losing is healthy.
Any more Brené Brown and I swear I’ll move in with Jayne.
God, tilting is so juvenile.
I should’ve banned it when I was president.
I dunno, I think it's kinda cool.
It’s a cock fight concussion factory
that could cost us our cottage.
What are you talking about?
Derrick changed his will
and left the cottage in a trust for Justin.
Everything that we worked for could go to Billie.
And we could get lawyers involved
but that would be expensive and probably take forever, so--
Trial by tilt. Not such a bad idea, huh?
Only if I beat Justin though.
Well, you always come up with something. Usually legal.
[Jayne] Fire in the hole!
Summer of Jayne...
I’m going to put in an offer on Whoreen’s murder cabin.
-We can’t afford that. -Yes we can.
Even if Justin wins and we have to buy him out,
we can use the left over money from our renovation
for a down payment...
And then we buy the murder cabin cheap.
Flip it and Airbnb it.
We could, like, double our money in a couple of years.
Then we ride Justin's skinny ass off this lake. Yes.
I’m gonna ride you like a pony when we get home.
Giddy up.
♪♪♪
She is a bonified entrepren-her
I'm loving this journey for you.
That means so much coming from you.
I mean, you make everything look so easy.
Kids, career-- capris!
I heard about you and Wayne. How're you doing?
I feel great.
I--I am so excited to explore this woman that I'm becoming.
And... and other women or...
Or just one woman...
Well, here is a woman standing in front of another woman
asking her to be their second.
-Uh, in your tilt with Justin. -Mm-hm.
Maisy...
I would be honored.
I will not let you down.
No, I feel like I let you down.
I got so wrapped up in Justin trying to stop my reno
that I barely noticed that my best friend
-might be getting a divorce. -Best friend...
And I've lost sight of what is really special
about the lake, you know?
It's family and friends coming together.
Which is why I need a cottage for my mom.
You know, I don't know how much time she has left.
And I think that Whoreen’s would be ideal.
It's close enough, but there's a lake inbetween.
O.M. Jeepers, this is so exciting!
-You are my third offer today. -Oh!
My first listing in years is blowing up!
-Girl’s still got it! -Oh, she sure does!
There's just one little thing, which is, um...
We were hoping to get it a titch under asking
because funds are really tight with the reno, you know?
Uh, sometimes writing a letter to the owner can help...
My mom will be fine in the bunkie.
But here is another offer that you cannot turn down.
We cannot have another summer
with Ulrika as president, right?
-No. -So if you need
a VP, that's me...
Okay.
I can make Whoreen come round.
And then-- then I have so many ideas for my presidency.
-I just wanna-- -Awesome.
Okay. Bye!
You can step down, Brunhilda
The Boathouse president always MCs the Tilts.
I think for wordplay and drama, it’s better if I do.
I don’t work with children.
Neither do I.
-Let the Tilting begin! -Let the Tilting begin!
[Opal] Alright, first up, a battle of champions.
Both Tilters have won nine times.
Yes, Wayne’s last title was eleven years
and forty pounds ago but don’t count that bad boy out.
The "Moore with More" could rise and take the title
from Boathouse favorite, "Vic-the-Stick".
Well let’s see if he's still
got the moves on unfrozen water.
Hey, keep it clean.
No head shots.
If you’re drowning, speak up! We can’t read lips!
Is Jaynie watching?
-Yup. -Okay.
Look, you got this.
Just take one swipe at my leg and I'll dive in.
Okay. You’re going down, Lin!
Go Daddy! Woo!
Come on, baby, you got this!
Ah! Yeah!
-That was gonna happen. -Mm. Sad.
That was really fast.
-What the fuck? -I'm sorry, it was instinct.
-[cheering] -Thank you.
Mwah, mwah!
Jayne...
I can’t hear you drowning...
[Victor muttering to trophy]
-Congrats, Dad. -Thanks, son.
[Riley] Ten year champ.
No way anyone beats your record now.
Except the reigning, defending, Junior champ!
One day you’re gonna send my ass into the lake.
And I couldn’t be prouder, son.
Who am I tilting with anyway?
Billie. Last minute entry.
Look, she’s the only one with the balls to take you on.
But don’t let that psych you out.
Keep your core braced and you can’t lose.
I tried, I couldn’t.
We’re winners, son.
What about all that "losing’s the new winning" shit?
No shade to Brené but losing is for losers.
Now I gotta put this little baby down.
We're gonna take a little nap.
Good, good, good. Yes.
[cheering and grunting]
So, you try to capsize their canoe
with a giant foam wrapped paddle?
Dad said I needed closure.
Okay, we told you not to drink the tea.
Don’t worry. Tilting’s in my blood.
No, that padding is not adequate.
I'm gonna get you another lifejacket.
Mom...
-You sure? -I'll...
Hey.
So, first my cottage, and now my title?
Can you just let me have one thing?
Can you just accept an apology?
He ignores me for a week
but he’ll talk about his stupid title.
It’s a family thing.
Of course you wouldn’t understand.
Right. Cuz I have four families.
"Oooh, I’m Billie. Daddy didn’t want me. Boo hoo."
Well your grampa left me the cottage, so I guess he did.
Everything was just normal fucked up
until you made me think you liked me.
I did like you!
You tried to steal my cottage and then you lied to my face.
I was high to your face!
I tried to stop your dumbass reno
because you were crying about your cottage
being turned into a castle!
So that was bullshit too. That's great.
Get your own lane, Killian.
Twisting words is your mom’s thing.
Like playing victim is your dad’s?
Birth-dad!
Just drop out.
Please.
You owe me.
[Billie scoffing]
An apology.
Which I already gave.
Take the title.
You already took everything else.
[Victor] What happened? You want me to come with you?
-[Killian] No. -Are you sure--
It's been a cruel summer.
[♪ Benee: "Glitter"]
♪ Everyone else has left now ♪
♪ I bet that this got you stressed out... ♪
[Olive] Okay, smile.
♪ Wondering what can we do now... ♪
Got it.
You better come back next year.
If Killian goes full himbo I will have no one left.
Come here.
-Bye. -Bye.
Oh my, all hail the new Junior champion!
Barely. Killian forfeited.
Still counts. Still proud.
Still gonna drive Maisy cuckoo-bananas.
I’m sorry that things didn’t work out with Killian.
He’s a dumb dumb.
Probably for the best with the whole step-cousin vibe.
Yeah, you didn’t want to be DeFlowered-in-the-Attic.
...Guess I was wrong. Honesty isn’t always the way.
Not if you’re high anyways.
Holy shit, are you high?
What did you take, weed? Molly?
Did Ulrika give you peyote...
Mushrooms. At Quadchella. Relax.
Thank fuck. Okay. I'm sorry, yeah.
Just, maybe don’t mention that ever to your parents.
I think they're finally starting to see me
as a crediblish human being.
Hey. You need a second?
Always. First time I just obsess about my angles.
Jokes. We’re actually all good.
Billie’s gonna ride sidesaddle with me.
Dude brought a paddle.
Clearly he wants to fight for your honor.
I love a lost cause.
Oh, God, you guys.
Okay, got any advice? Or steroids?
Just remember to brace your core.
I don't have one of those.
Uh, this tilt is for the cottage, isn't it?
Yeah.
Then your core is braced.
Let's wreck her.
[♪ Theme song for The Good, the Bad and the Ugly ]
♪♪♪
[neck cracking]
♪♪♪
God, it's so bright.
Come on Justin!
[cheering]
♪♪♪
How do I look? Like a winner?
-Yeah. -Like a winner.
You have a wedgie. In the front.
It's just how the liner of the bathing suit sits.
He's a bottom feeder, you're a soaring bird.
-It's go time. -Let's do this.
[distant cheering]
[airhorn blaring]
[mosquito buzzing]
[Riley snoring]
[Justin and Maisy groaning]
Oof, well...
We are passing the half-hour mark of this tilt
and still no winner in sight.
Well, let's get comfy.
When my mother puts her mind to something, she is relentless.
There’s a word in Swedish for people like her: Obeveklig.
What does it mean?
Relentless. You just said it.
[man] Let's go!
Come on, Maisy! Take that little bitch down!
Did you weight my paddle?
Like you weighted mine.
That was Dad’s go to move.
Still not your dad.
Oh, I'm gonna beat your ass.
Just after this little rest.
Yeah, you take all the time you need.
Don’t feel bad when you lose.
You were never going to get the murder cabin anyway.
Whoreen’s gonna accept my offer.
You made an offer on the Murder Cabin?
Sure did.
Oh! Oh, we had a deal!
[♪ Destiny's Child: "Independent Women" ringtone]
Oh! Sorry, sorry... I have to take this.
♪ All the women who independent ♪
♪ Throw your hands up-- ♪
Whoreen...
Fantastic!
I’ll let the bidder know. They’re here with me right now.
Me too! Ha-ha!
Whoreen has accepted your offer!
Congratulations Riley!
-Riley?! -Riley?!
Yay...
Damnit Jayne!
Whoa!
[crowd gasping]
[♪ Chaos Chaos: "Theaters"]
♪ I'm fucked up... ♪
No!
[Maisy screaming]
♪ And they all do feel the same... ♪
Justin wins! Justin wins!
-I won? -Yeah!
I won!
[cheering]
Lovejoy wins!
[Maisy grunting and screaming]
[cheering]
I am the lady of the lake!
♪ I feel the trembling in my heart ♪
♪ My heart, my heart ♪
Oh, you didn’t, um, label or color-sort when you packed.
Huh... Yeah, I guess I just forgot.
Oh, no, that’s wonderful.
You know, adopted children often feel compelled to control
or over-perform, it’s just that, um,
you asked me for this label-maker
when you were seven and...
my little girl is becoming a--
[label-maker whirring]
A wo-- wo--
Mom...
Um, I’m going to double-bag these
before putting them in the car.
For the bugs. And the germs. And the smell of this place.
Can you bring my hat and my bags please? Thank you.
-[Oliver] Okay. -Do you need any help?
All done.
Thanks again for giving Billie an amazing summer.
We came through, didn’t we?
Despite some light child abandonment.
Yeah.
Well, I’ll let you two say bye.
Billie-Bear, we’ll be waiting in the car.
[Naomi] Honey, there's a bird in the backseat!
Coming honey.
That man look good in a hat.
He looks good in everything.
-So... -So...
-I have a present for you. -You got me a gift?
No, I didn't get a gift.
I didn't know we were doing gifts...
-Too bad. -My gift is outside?
[♪ Francis And The Lights: "May I Have This Dance"]
♪ In the ground we bury ♪
♪ The seeds of a pear tree ♪
♪ All the things we carried... ♪
You wanna talk about what happened with Killian?
Not really.
You wanna talk about Riley getting the cabin?
Not really.
♪ Give me both your hands ♪
♪ To make it up to you... ♪
So what about next year?
I dunno... I lost the cabin, I lost our cottage...
Mm... Fuck it.
We don’t need 'em.
You could show me Paris.
Or maybe Greece.
-Oh. -More shirtless men.
I mean, I'll take it.
Also Christmas.
Mom and Dad throw a party.
You should come.
I’d really like that.
Okay. I should go.
Okay.
They're probably waiting for me.
♪ Let me spin and excite you ♪
♪ To make it up to you... ♪
Shit.
♪ May I have this dance? ♪
♪ To make it up to you ♪
♪ Never gonna stay ♪
♪ Can I say something crazy? ♪
♪ I love you ♪
♪ Give me one more chance, give me one more chance ♪
♪ To make it up to you... ♪
Goodbye.
-Love you. -Love you.
♪ To make it up to you ♪
♪ Never gonna stay ♪
♪ Can I say something crazy? ♪
♪ I love you ♪
♪ Give me one more chance, give me one more chance ♪
♪ (To make it up to you) give me one more ♪
♪ Let me spin and excite you ♪
[Wayne sighing]
-Hello. -Hey.
This is Joel Kinnaman. She’s new to the lake.
Sven and Lars are a little jealous
so maybe you will help and train her to be a support bird?
Hm? Yes.
There we go. -[Wayne] Oh.
Good, good. Good.
Hi.
Will you be my friend?
Remember, she can smell fear.
Hm.
I’m sorry Whoreen didn’t take your offer.
But when I put on this blazer,
I make a vow to do what’s right for my client.
Right, like the vow you made with Wayne?
The code of Real Estate is unbreakable.
My marriage was breaking me.
But it all worked out.
Justin didn’t get the cabin.
He won’t be back next year.
Which is why we're gonna need a seasoned President
to clean up his mess next summer.
-You’re running again? -[Maisy] Mm-hm.
But what about you being my VP?
Well, we have to do what’s best for the lake, right?
Mm.
Maisy-May, I have lived, I have laughed,
and I have loved with you.
But I won't let you and Wayne
hold this Girl Boss back any more.
I have lived in your shadow for twenty years
so I know what you do in the dark.
And I will use every one of your pretty little lies
to win President next summer.
I’d hoped that you could support me on my journey
to Real Estate Micro Influencer,
but I won’t be bullied by your exquisite face any more.
I have to set an example for my girls.
Good luck with your renovation.
I’m sure it will be breathtaking.
♪ Oh I ♪
♪ I wanna be with you everywhere ♪
♪ Oh I ♪
♪ I wanna be with you everywhere ♪
Save any for me?
I’m not sharing.
Figured there’d be a lot of feelings today so--
--I brought my own.
I've got nothing more to give.
She’s spent.
I didn’t know you wanted the Murder Cabin.
I would’ve told you but I thought you were after Maisy’s.
Nah, I’m just messing with you.
These are happy carbs.
Billie said that she wants to go
to Greece with me next summer.
So you’re not mad that I have the cabin?
No.
Who needs a cottage when birth-dad and daughter
are gorging themselves on Mediterranean men
and spitting them out like olive pits.
Or you could rent a place on the lake
from a starving artist.
Birth Daddy's got the money after Maisy’s buyout.
I’m giving it back.
This thing between me and Maisy,
it's never gonna end if I keep it.
I need closure.
So do I.
[♪ Gregory Dillon: "Here (In Your Arms)"]
You ready to ride a bike again?
Look, ma. No hands.
Why did I just talk about my mother?
-Yeah. -That was weird.
-Mm. -I'm sorry.
Lucky I’ve a soft spot for roadkill.
Lucky.
♪ I like where we are here... ♪
Chips, chips! So many chips!
[Riley] Sorry.
♪ And our cheeks can brush ♪
♪ Our lips can touch ♪
G’bye dacha...
-[Maisy] Hey, hey! -[Justin] Hi.
Did you take your name off the trust?
Yes, I did. I left a message for the lawyer.
Oh, you stupid fucking idiot!
Would it kill you to think ahead, just once?
Oh!
What the actual fuck?
Who slaps people?
You asked me to do it you psycho!
It’s okay... it’s okay... I can fix it... I can fix it...
I fix everything.
[screaming]
What the fuck is going on Maisy?
Okay... by dissolving the trust,
the cottage reverts to your father’s estate.
It goes to my mother.
To... Mimsie?
She can sell it, she can torch it,
she could turn it into a llama sanctuary if she wants.
God, I should’ve seen this coming
but just being around you makes me dumber.
This is not my fucking problem anymore, alright?
Here’s your money back, Maisy.
I’m moving on with my life. You should too.
Okay, yup, run away, go ahead. He always runs away.
You know what? You are right.
I am the worst.
All you wanted was a big sister
and all I wanted was to punch you in your fat fucking face.
I am confused. Is this an apology?
Because really not sticking the landing.
Yes, I locked you in the trunk of my car.
Yes, I took your bedroom.
Yes, I told your dad you had syphilis.
But I was in Australia. How did you know?
-At fifteen. -Fuck.
You really are the worst.
[Mimsie] Baby, do you have any gummies?
Go, save yourself before it's too late.
-Mimsie’s here? -I’m sorry...
I really am sorry for all of it.
[Maisy crying]
Shit, man.
Okay. Come on, that's my move.
Let it go. That's it.
That’s it, that's it-- Release. Release. Release.
That's a girl.
[♪ Colouring: "Fading"]
Come on.
Let’s go meet our monster.
♪ Broke this world we built ♪
♪ And we've only ourselves to blame ♪
♪ Say it's not over yet ♪
♪ I was built by your heart alone ♪
♪ Where do I go from here now ♪
♪ How do I find a place to call home ♪
♪ Is all of your love fading ♪
♪ Fading out ♪
♪ Don't give up baby ♪
♪ Baby now ♪
♪ Am I ever gonna see your face again ♪
♪ Just say that this is not the end ♪
♪ And I'll find you down another road ♪
♪ To light the world up together again ♪
♪ I'll be waiting ♪
♪ Waiting now ♪
♪ Oh ♪
♪ Oh, oh, oh ♪
♪ And I'll never give up ♪
♪ Baby, baby now ♪