""My first day" at Malibu Beach High." "You're judged on two things:" "Your clothes and the guy you're dating." ""Well, the guy you're" dating is Slade, the surf god." "He's gorgeous... the girls are going to go crazy when they see you with him." ""This is the legendary" Bear Sutter." "The school's selling Chumash land to build condos." ""Got to have a party before" the summer's over, don't we?" "What if you have to choose between her and me?" ""No drugs or booze" at my party." "C. J!" "I am a creature of power!" "If they catch me, I'm history." "This is one race you'd better win." "That's it, that's it, the final straw!" "Ah, what the hell, Evel Knievel." "We'll get them next time." "They'll have hell to pay when I catch them." "Oh, I'll bust them both for evading arrest, aggravated assault." "Aggravating a police officer." "You need to get mud flaps on those rear tires." "Is it my fault they make you ride a scooter on the beach?" "Frankly, I think it's embarrassing." "Do you think I like working on the beach?" "I hate the beach!" "I've always hated the beach!" "That's why he sent me here." "It's pretty rotten of your captain to bust you from the glamour of the inner city to the squalor of the beach." "All I had to do was apologize for breaking his nose, but no, I got to tell him I enjoyed it." "Some people just don't appreciate honesty." "Mitch... it's time." "It is definitely time I swallowed my pride." " Uh-huh." " All I got to do is walk into his office, say, "Captain Tunney," "I realize I was wrong for getting so angry that I... "" ""rammed my fist into your nose. "" ""That I lashed out merely because you took credit" ""for a bust I had worked on for six months and then set me up to take the fall for a bust you messed up!"" "Sounds like you haven't totally come to terms with this yet." "No." "I'm calm." "It's all in the past." "Time to forgive and forget." "Mitch, my friend, next time you're downtown, you stop in, and I'll buy you lunch." "You won't last a week in an old, stuffy office." "Bet." "Ah, nice working with you." "He's been out in the sun too long." "Come on, C.J." "Orientation will be my first day at Malibu Beach High." "First impressions are everything." "Don't most of the kids already know you from the beach?" "Yeah, in my lifeguard uniform." "Come on, this is different;" "it's school." "You're judged on two things:" "Your clothes and the guy you're dating." "Well, the guy you're dating is Slade, the surf god." "I mean, he's gorgeous..." "the girls are going to go crazy when they see you with him." "Yeah, I know." "Still, I just think I need a new outfit." "Won't you help me pick it out." "Please?" "Okay." "I know this great boutique on the pier." "It's totally outrageous; the stuff will look great on you." " Come on, let's go." " How outrageous?" "C. J!" "Matt's on the phone." "Yeah, I'll be right there, thanks." "Yeah, Matt, what's up?" "Sorry, Mitch." "I really wanted to work this weekend, but with school starting Monday, and my parents are out of town..." "Don't worry about it;" "it's going to be a slow weekend." "We've got plenty of guards." "Thanks." "Matt, we were chasing a couple kids on dune buggies racing illegally on Cortez Beach this morning." "We think the drivers go to Malibu Beach High." "Ask around, see what you can find out, will you?" "Yeah, sure, I'll ask around." "Appreciate it." "I'll see you in the water." "He doesn't know it was us." "Does that mean the party's still on?" "Yeah." "This is a private beach." "I'm not on the beach." "You were on the waves." "My family owns everything from that ranch on the bluff to this beach where these waves break." "I'm impressed." "Tell me something." "Why did you transfer to Malibu Beach High?" "Well, I don't have to ditch school to surf." "I take it first period." "Hmm." "I've never understood surfing." "What do you get out of riding waves?" "What do you get out of riding horses?" "I love the way a horse feels when he's under me." "Being in control of something so powerful." "Well, substitute a wave for a horse, and you've got your answer." "Hmm." "See you." "Everyone says that you're good enough to be on the pro surfing tour." "Why aren't you?" "Well, it takes a lot of money to travel around the world." "Well... what if you had a sponsor?" "Well, I don't." "Well, what if I could get you one?" "Someone who would pay for your travels... hotel, airfare, entry fee." "Like who?" "Well, if you're as good as they say, we'll have our pick." "My mother's a manager." "She manages singers, dancers, writers." "She's never handled an athlete." "I want to." "I want to do something my mother has never done before." "What's in it for you?" "15 percent of everything you make... prize money, endorsements, merchandising." "Say yes, and I can make it happen." "Bear, man, where you been all summer?" "I've been out in the desert, man, purifying my soul." "Hey, man, you could use a little purification yourself, Brody." "The desert?" "All that sand and no beach?" "Forget it, man." "Bear, this is Summer Quinn." "We work together." "This is the legendary" "Bear Sutter." "His ancestors were in Malibu before Malibu was Malibu." "It's nice to meet you." "Summer?" "You know, I didn't figure Slade would be a target for Courtney's trophy case." "She's what Alexis Carrington must have been like in high school." "Okay, bye." "Hi, Summer." "Hey, I know how you feel;" "my dad's a Marine." "Every time he transferred, I had to find a new school." "Yeah, well, there's no Marine base in Malibu." "I know; that's why I came here, get away from him." "Every time he got drunk, I became the enemy." "I like your outfit." "Is it new?" "No, it's nothing special." "So what classes you going to take?" "What difference does it make?" "Maybe we can get in some of the same ones." "Why don't you go get in the same ones as Courtney Bremmer." "Then, you guys can walk arm-in-arm" " from one class to the other." " Look, it's just business." "She's just trying to help me get a sponsor, that's all." "Oh, right." "Why don't you go watch reruns of "Dynasty" or something?" "Okay, let's listen up." "Have your attention?" "Thank you, thank you, thank you." "Hello." "Welcome to Malibu Beach High." "My name is Frank Richmond." "I am your principal." "First off, I'd like to dispel some of the Malibu hype." "Yes, we do have surfing classes;" "yes, we do have beach volleyball teams;" "but we also have one of the most demanding curricula of any school in this country." "Yeah, it sounds great." "We'll be there." "Yeah." "See you guys later." "Okay." "C.J." "Matthew." "What are you doing here?" "I'm coaching." "Since when?" "Well, it's just temporary." "They lost some teachers, budget cutbacks, you know?" "So a couple of us volunteered until they get the money from some property the school sold off." "Cool." "Hey, I'm throwing a rager." "Saturday." "You got to come." "I'd love to, but I work on Saturday." "Come after your shift." "I mean, you know, we're going to have some volleyball." "And we'll be unbeatable." "Give me my ball back." "Not unless you say you're going to come." "Give me my ball back." "I'll see." "Great." "What's going on over there?" "I don't know." "Bear, what are you doing?" "You don't want to step on that, Brody." "Bear, what's this all about?" "It's about the school selling Chumash land to build condos." "Slade!" "Slade, we've got to get downtown by 4:00 to meet with Sid Kiwitt." "He owns Topanga Swimwear." "He's interested." "All right, come on, come on." "Break it up, break it up." "Come on, make way." "Come on." "School's done for the day." "Time to go home, come on, come on." "Gary, go to metal shop, get Mr. Everett, tell him to bring some chain cutters." "Mr. Sutter, you want to explain this?" "I tried to, but none of you guys listened." "Son, I already told you, that property is not sacred Chumash land." "It's just another bluff overlooking the beach." "It's the most sacred place in Malibu." "Now all you want to do is tear it up with bulldozers and bury it beneath buildings!" "Mr. Richmond, Bear knows a lot about these things." "So do I... now, trust me." "If I thought that was sacred Chumash land," "I would never have approved the sale." "Make way." "Well, what do you want me to cut?" "Those chains." "What do you think?" "Oh." "You got it." "Don't step on the sun sign." "It's just chalk." "Cut him loose." "Cut those chains now." "Oh, this is great." "This is just great." "Taking a breather?" "Uh... this is the Woodfield Securities case." "Are you telling me this case was never solved?" "That's why you're filing it." "I worked on this case." "Maybe that's why it was never solved." "I was this close to breaking it when you..." "When I what?" "When I displayed such poor judgment, you were compelled to demote me." "Listen, Captain, that's all in the past." "Look, I'm telling you, I can break this case." "Let me take a crack at it before it's thrown in the crypt, huh?" "File it." "Just because you have it in for me, you're willing to let a crime go unsolved?" "You know that since you broke my nose," "I snore so loud, my wife has to sleep in another room." "I'm thrilled you came crawling back on your hands and knees." "That's where you belong." "What?" "You want to hit me?" "Go ahead." "See where it lands you this time." "Now, I don't want to see your face again until every one of these is filed away!" "James!" "I thought you would be here." "Is that where you keep the key?" "Anyone can find it and steal everything you have." "You didn't find it." "I wasn't looking for it." "Well, I hope you're taking as good care of yourself as you do those damn surfboards." "Dad, what are you doing here?" "You going to change right out here?" "James, how can you live like this?" "No, the question is:" "How could I live like I did before this?" "I'm not up here visiting." "I'm retiring from the Corps next month." "I'll finally be a civilian." "Whatever the hell that means." "A Marine buddy set up a job interview for today... security guard, keeping vagrants and tourists out of Malibu Colony, you know, at the gate." "You can't take that job." "Why?" "Because you decided you don't want your family anywhere near you," "I should walk away from an opportunity?" "What family?" "You drove Mom away." "The only family you ever cared about were your Marine buddies." "I'm still your father." "Look, I'm going pro soon." "When we make enough money, I'm out of here." "Maybe we'll go to Hawaii or somewhere." "I don't know." "I don't care, just take the job." "Oh, that's your goal, to be a surf bum?" "Bums don't make money endorsing products." "You think you can earn a living with this?" "Huh?" "!" "You think people will pay two cents to emulate you, do you?" "!" "Huh?" "What?" "You going to drop out of school?" "Huh?" "Answer me, yes or no?" "What's the matter..." "you afraid?" "You want to grab this and paddle away, don't you?" "You think this can give you something I couldn't?" "Yes." "That's not going to get you anything." "You drop out of school to surf," "I'll break you in half next time." "My grandfather brought me to the sacred spot when I was little." "We found shell-bead money that my ancestors used 500 years ago during the Hutash ceremony honoring Mother Earth." "Wow, you know, I never really thought about Indians being in Malibu." "Yeah." "But it wasn't Malibu." "It was called Humaliwo." "It means, "The surf sounds loudly. "" "That's really beautiful." "That is beautiful." "It was, but last year, construction workers destroyed the site of a sun temple to build a senator's beach house." "Come on!" "Soon, every part of my heritage may be gone." "Mr. Richmond said, if we can prove this land is sacred, he might not go through with the sale." "Yeah, and you said you found some artifacts, right?" "Yeah, but now we'd have to dig to find if any are left." "That would desecrate the land." "Guys, there's got to be something we can do." "If I can get Mr. Richmond there tomorrow, on the traditional day of the Hutash ceremony," "I can prove it to him." "How can you prove it?" "The way my grandfather taught me." "He'll never come." "I'll get him there first thing in the morning." "What about your beach party?" "Ah, they can start without me." "Oh." "Oh." "You can't be serious." "Oh..." "Hey, Garner, you in here?" "They said I'd find you in here." "Hey, Mitch, how are you doing?" "Welcome to the crypt." "Thank you." " You see this file cabinet here?" " Mm-hmm." "Every unsolved case for the past 20 years." "And they want me to remove the "un"" "from as many as I can." "Well, I'm sure this Wite-Out will do the trick." "Come on, let's get out of here and get some lunch." "I can't." "I got to go through these cases, and they keep bringing me more." "Garner, this is what I warned you about." " What?" " Hot, windowless room, no sun, no air, no pool, no pets." "No lunch." "No sand, no salt water." "Mitch, don't you worry about me." "I'll be out of this room soon enough." "Well, I guess if you do have some incredibly challenging cases to solve..." ""Runaway dog." "Spitting into the wind." "Littering on the highway"?" "I mean, this is what makes you happy, right?" "You are happy, right?" " Yeah." " Okay." " I'll see you." " Thanks." "Garner, I miss you, okay?" "I miss your little face, you know?" "It's happy one minute, sad the next, you know, grumpy..." "I like that." " It's unpredictable." " Nah." "Come on, I'll tell you what." "I'll cook for you any time you want at my house." " Dinner's on me." " That an invitation or a threat?" "See?" "!" "That's what I miss, that sense of humor." "Come on." "Offer void where prohibited." "Ah." "Listen." "Tell me what you hear." "I hear the traffic on Pacific Coast Highway," "The wind, the birds..." "You know what I hear?" "I hear the echo of the Hutash ceremony." "It took place right here at the end of each summer." "Chumash families came from as far as the Channel Islands in their plank canoes to celebrate the acorn harvest." "How can you be sure this is the exact spot where the ceremony took place?" "Those houses they're building on Bear's Head and those on the Bear's Leg?" "My grandfather brought me here to the Bear's Claw." "This is where he told me the bear dancer shook his rattle and sang." "Look!" "Listen!" "The ground shakes!" "Do you hear that?" "Yeah." "I am a creature of power." "I walk the mountaintops to every corner of the world." "I am a creature of power!" "My... my grandfather gave me my name right here on this spot." "That doesn't qualify this as sacred Chumash land." "And having someone hide and shake a rattle is a bit ham-handed, don't you think?" "There's nobody here but us." "Tell me what you see." "I see three young, well-intentioned people trying to sell me a bill of goods." "I see the way this place looked 500 years ago, before there was roads and buildings." "Imagine what it was like standing right here." "Imagine what it looked like." "Imagine." "Bear, none of this proves anything." "Unless you have hard evidence," "I can't argue to the school board not to sell this land." "The district needs the money for our programs." "Yeah, but you know, this is Malibu." "There must be some other way we could raise money." "And the students can contribute." "Can you give me any hard evidence?" "Did you three set this up?" "You saw that, too?" "Bear, man, what was that?" "What was what?" "Don't play games." "Bear, the deer and then, the hunter..." "I mean, it was just like the ones in the mural." "He shot an arrow." "Did you see where it landed?" "There." "It landed here someplace." "There's no arrow here." "Oh, my God." "I don't know what just happened, and I'm not going to try and figure it out, but if the County Museum says this is an authentic ancient Chumash arrowhead and we can verify what Bear says," "I'll do everything in my power to protect this land." "Thank you." "Bear, man, that was amazing!" "Yeah, how did you do it?" "I didn't do anything." "I'll tell you what I want to do, though." " What?" " I want to party!" "Yeah!" "Hey." "I don't believe this." "Okay, now watch..." "I said no drugs or booze at my party." "Chill out, man." "It's lens dust spray." "I'm cleaning my sunglasses." "This stuff will vaporize your brain." "Just relax, all right?" "It's not illegal." "There's no warning label on it." "I'm warning you." "Don't suck this stuff around here." "Come on, Matt, let's get back to the party." "Come on." "Let's go get wet." "Okay." "Come on, let's have fun." " It's a party." " Yeah." "Hey, did I ever tell you you look gorgeous mad?" "Oh, feels good." "Oh, I think I squeezed too much on." "Oh, no." "Oh, there's extra." "All right." "Okay." "Do it." "Please?" "Not here." "Aw, just a little." "Please?" "Mm." "I love it when you speak French to me." "More." "Hi, this is Jimmy Slade." "Sid Kiwitt, owner of Topanga Swimwear." "Jimmy." "Slade!" " Yeah?" " Can I talk to you for a minute?" "Sure." "Will you hold this for me?" "Having a good time?" "Yeah, I'm having a blast." "How's business going?" "It's unreal." "This guy Courtney brought down wants to sponsor me." "Well, that's great." "And what does Courtney want?" "She gets 15 percent." "Oh." "What 15 percent is she going to take?" "She's already had your lips..." "I saw that." "I can't believe you're jealous." "I can't believe you're letting Courtney Bremmer buy you." "She's helping me get what I want." "Yeah, well, I thought I fit in there somewhere." "You do." "Hi." "Oh, I don't mean to interrupt." "Look, um, Sid needs to talk to you before he leaves." "It's very important." "I'll be back." "You know, you're going to start having some difficult decisions to make." "I can handle them." "Can you?" "What if you have to decide between her and me?" "You all right?" "Maybe I should just get out of the sun." "Hi." "Have any of you guys Seen Matt?" " Yeah." " Yeah." "Okay, thanks." "Whoa!" "Hi." "You showed up." "Yeah, here I am." "Um..." "C.J. Parker, this is... uh, Kim Stevenson." "Hi." "Nice to meet you." "All right, well..." "C. J!" "Bear, call 911." "Hurry!" "Somebody call 911!" "This stuff may not be illegal, but it could kill you." "That lightheaded feeling you get is caused by a lack of oxygen to your brain." "Why the hell didn't you take this away from those kids?" "Even if they hadn't drowned, they could have killed themselves." "Mitch, I'm sorry, you're right." "I should have taken it away when I caught him doing it." "Brilliant, huh?" "Risk brain damage to get high for three seconds." "Mitch, um... about those guys dune-buggying on Cortez Beach..." "Yeah." "Did you find out who they were?" "Um... it was Slade and, uh... um... and me." "You're not going to do anything?" "No." "But when I tell Garner..." "Oh, no." "Okay." "Anybody home?" "Yeah!" "Garner, I'm in here." "Hey, killer." "Hey." "Taking me up on my dinner invitation," "I presume." "Hobie's upstairs doing a little studying." "I'll wash up, and we're out of here." "Great." "Great." "What's the matter?" "You look a little pent-up." "I'll tell you what." "Why don't you take your aggressions out on the bag." " Come on, take a couple shots." " No." "No, I'm..." "Come on, I know that hot, stuffy office is getting to you." "Come on." "One here." "No, Mitch, I'm not in the mood." "Come on, show me..." "one jab, one jab." "Come on, one jab, right there, come on!" " No." " One quick jab." "Ooh." "Ooh." "What happened?" "One... quick jab." "Not again?" "I couldn't help myself." "I tried to resist, but he pushed me too far." "What about all the unsolved cases?" " Let some other fool file them." " What?" "Uh, that's police jargon for, uh, solving a case." " Oh, yeah." " Filing." "Filing." "Absolutely, got it." "That's the, uh, good news." " That's the good news." " Good news." "What's the bad news?" "Eh, the bad news is I'll probably be driven crazy from getting sand in this cast." "You're back on the beach." "Lord help me, I'm back on the beach." "I'm so sorry." "Say, listen, did you ever figure out who those dune buggy drivers were?" "They caused this whole mess." "Step into my office."