Well, come in. Come in.
Wes was really hoping you'd show. He's been waiting.
Welcome. Step right this way.
Hi.
Come on in.
Just, uh…
- Just right in the next room. - Okay.
This place smells like dead bodies.
I'll, uh…
I'll let Wes know you're here.
Wes, they've come.
Oh good. Good. Bring them in.
Come in. Please, please, warm yourselves by the fire.
Good to see you.
Ew.
I… I apologize for dragging you all out here,
but I…
I don't think I could speak about this in public.
I know I mentioned Blackbeard,
but I assure you all, my interest is not for treasure.
My ancestor, Francis Genrette,
was the British officer who caught and killed the notorious pirate.
- Wait. Your… your direct ancestor? - Mm-hmm.
Yes, unfortunately.
After he'd beheaded Blackbeard,
he killed the pirate's wife, Elizabeth.
And since then, for 300 years,
generations of Genrettes have been haunted by Elizabeth's ghost
and have died violent deaths,
including my daughter.
Larissa, Chandler's wife.
My daughter saw Elizabeth
a week before she died.
Now…
…I've had a visitation.
So I know I don't have much time.
Right. Uh…
so we're really sorry that that happened to you,
but what do you want from us?
Of course, you're right.
Let's get down to business. Chandler.
We believe that we've found a way to break the curse on this family.
Right before she was murdered,
Elizabeth begged Francis
to retrieve from her husband's ship a keepsake that he'd given her.
Her most prized possession.
An amulet.
He denied the request and then murdered her.
But if we find that amulet,
fulfilling Elizabeth's last request,
I believe it will break the curse
that has haunted my family for over 300 years.
Okay. Um…
I'm sorry. Where did you say that the necklace thingy is?
Oh.
Blackbeard's last ship,
the Adventure.
Perfect.
According to all records, the amulet was still on it
when it was scuttled right off Goat Island.
Right, yeah, but the Coast Guard excavated that site years ago.
The excavation team didn't know what we know.
They didn't have this.
There's a secret lockbox hidden behind the headboard
in the captain's chamber.
Do you dive?
We dive. All… all of us do.
It's just, we only do it if the price is right.
Excellent.
We are prepared to offer you a premium for your services.
Fifty thousand, plus expenses.
Five thousand up front.
And we would very much like your immediate answer.
Well, I think we kind of…
Uh, we'll just need to think it through.
We'll be right back.
- Only take a second. One sec. - Thank you.
Okay, guys, um…
- What was that? - We have to think.
This is weird. We could just slip out through the back.
Are we really going to listen to the guy who should be in a white padded room?
Visitations? Curses?
He's a madman.
Obviously, he's batshit, but he's in there crying about his daughter.
Like, he needs help.
- He needs therapy, not a necklace thing. - Obviously, this guy is nutty.
We don't even know if anything he's saying is true.
We cannot ignore the fact that there is a ghost and a curse.
- Y'all aren't getting a weird-ass vibe? - Okay. Guys.
Let's just say we take this job.
- Is it even possible? - Yes.
I knew what you would say. Everybody else?
That shipwreck is probably 80 to 100 feet down.
- The currents are probably ripping. - Guys.
Are we really gonna worry about the details right now?
- Yes! - That's 100%.
Guys, in our time of need, are we gonna turn down free money?
- No. That's not like us. - It's not free.
The worst that can happen is we walk out of here
with five Gs in our pocket. End of discussion.
- That's not the worst. - We can go to jail, get arrested.
Sir, we've come to our conclusion, and we'll do it.
We'll take the job.
Now, that initial 5K, is that that right there?
- You can go ahead, fork that over to me. - Welcome aboard.
Hey, you know what? Actually, I think I'll take this for safekeeping.
Huh? You know?
- All right. Sure. - Thank you.
You won't regret this, sir. I promise you.
- We'll get the job done. - Hey, JJ.
I believe in you.
Thank you.
Let's go. Let's go.
Go, Top!
Let's go. I got it. We got it.
Here we go.
Oh my God!
Let's go, baby!
Oh man.
It's a little harmless celebration, right?
Absolutely. Oh, you need a beer.
- I need a refill. I need a ref… - Hey.
Yeah, my brother!
There he is! How are you, baby?
Gave it up for the win. I love you.
Do you remember Sheriff Peterkin? His dad shot her.
What did you say?
You got something to say?
- Hey, listen, if you want… - Back off, Rafe.
Listen, listen. If you wanna… if you wanna whisper some bullshit behind my back,
why don't you just say it to my face? I'm standing right here.
You got something to say, say it to my face.
- Say it to my face. - Hey, all right. All right.
No, no, no. I just wanna hear what you said.
- We're all friends. - All friends.
- Having a little celebration. - Yeah.
I just don't like when people talk about my dad.
No, I get it. I get it. He…
- You know, Rafe, he was a good man. - That's right.
He was a great man!
Hey.
- Don't listen to them. - "Don't listen."
Kind of hard when they do it in front of me.
I mean, I expect that from The Cut but not here.
- Not here, you know. - I know. I know.
What is this bullshit? Who do you have at your party?
- Hey, hey. - Come on, we're good!
Let's go. Hey, let's get some air.
I'm fine. I'm fine. I'm just getting a drink somewhere else.
Just give me one of… Whatever.
Rafe.
Hollis Robinson.
I… I worked with your father quite a bit.
Oh yeah, Hollis.
Mister… Robinson's wife.
Yeah, ex, I'm afraid.
I haven't seen you in a few years. You've… you've grown up.
It's good to see you.
Yeah, well, I really didn't really have a choice, so…
None of us do, really. I, uh… I admired your father.
I'm so very sorry about what happened.
Thank you.
You know, I've, um, I've been watching you, Rafe.
All those real estate moves.
- You built that… that condo on Bayline. - Mmm.
- The renovation of the church plot. - It was just, you know, a little thing.
But, um, I made it happen, so…
Yeah. People are noticing.
The right people.
I've got a little development project cooking,
and I am looking for a partner who's not afraid of the deep waters,
who's gonna leave it all on the field.
Partner?
- Oh, hi. - Hi.
Who's this?
It's my, uh, friend, Sofia.
Sofia, this is Mrs., uh…
- Miss… Robinson. Hollis. - Yeah.
- Nice to meet you. - The pleasure is mine, Sofia.
Well… you take care, Rafe.
You too.
Who is she?
Oh, she's just, uh…
She's the biggest Realtor/cougar on the island.
Oh.
What, are you jealous?
Should I be, friend?
I mean, depends on what she's offering.
- Hey, I'm joking. I'm joking. - I hate you.
I'm joking. I'm joking.
More than 2,000 sunken ships off the coast right here.
Many attributed to Blackbeard until he was captured by the British,
who chopped his head off.
And did you know, Blackbeard's ghost still haunts these very shores.
They say that on stormy nights,
you can hear his phantom ship creaking in the waves.
And if you're really lucky,
you might even see his headless specter walking the beach.
What happened to his treasure?
Ah, it's a good question, matey.
Blackbeard was known to have amassed a fortune in gold and jewels but,
where he hid it, nobody knows for sure.
It's out near Goat Island.
That's right.
Most of the old salts around here believe it's somewhere…
…near Goat Island.
Okay so, looking at the schematics of the ship,
it'll probably be best for you to enter in around here.
- Right. - Genrette wasn't kidding about this stash.
Look. In the captain's log, there's a secret compartment.
Right here behind the headboard in the captain's quarters.
Are we still talking about this?
- Yep. - The ship's been down there for 300 years.
- It's been salvaged, we know that. - Come on, not gonna hurt to check.
Yeah. It feels right.
And also, we know where it is. It's right in this area.
Except we don't know exactly where it is.
What about the Coast Guard? I bet they know where it is.
Plus I've heard coasties are quite chill, so we could probably just ask them.
Hey, wait, Pope, isn't your uncle in the Coast Guard?
- Uncle Roger? - My Uncle Roger?
No, no, no. That's not gonna work.
My Uncle Roger is the most straight-laced, by-the-books person
in the history of the world.
- It's not gonna happen. - More straight-laced than you?
First, I didn't graduate high school. I had to get a GED.
That's… that's pretty loosey-goosey.
So, other options.
Wait, JJ,
isn't your, uh, your friend in the Coast Guard? Boogie.
Oh boy.
Boogs? He's in the reserves, bro.
Yeah, but he'd probably know.
That's not what I'm saying. He's a marina rat.
Living paycheck to paycheck.
So, if we're gonna get any intel out of him,
he's gonna need to be bribed.
Which, look, I'm totally fine with doing. It's just…
- No. - All right.
There's your answer right there.
So, in my mind, I'm like, the best-case scenario
is if I had an uncle who knew where the wreck was,
would maybe tell us for free.
Oh, that's right, you do.
- So that should be our first stop. - You're not listening.
I dropped a cracker in that man's garage one time,
and he made me clean the whole thing.
He is not the person who will give out classified information. He's just not.
- Not with that attitude. - Dude.
Your uncle might literally know where it's at,
he might even tell us for free, but you just gotta try.
No, I… I don't think you're listening.
He could say yes.
Also, I thought all Pogues were all team players here, so…
- No. - Not even a single woogity?
- Whatever happened to "Pogues for life"? - Absolutely not.
- Take one for the team. - That's it. I'm done. I'm not asking him.
So, I… I just have a project coming up,
um, about the deterioration of wooden schooners in salt water.
And the measurements of the barnacles and everything. I just need the location…
So, what you're saying is,
you want me to betray my pledge to my country and God
so you can do who knows what at a wreck site with your hoodlum friends?
- I'm not asking you to betray God. - I'm surprised at you, Pope.
You're not just disappointing me. You're disappointing the whole family.
Look at me, boy.
You need to get your shit together, son.
What happened?
I don't think he's gonna look at me the same way again.
- Great. - Don't take it too hard, Pope.
He probably gave up on you a long time ago.
Plan B?
Let's find Boogie.
No, we don't. I'm so sorry.
Thank you so much for calling.
All right, have a good one.
Whoa. Head chopped off. Gross.
Your receipt.
Thanks.
Come back anytime.
Except when the surf's good.
Smell that?
- Money. - Money.
- Hello. - Good afternoon, ladies.
Y'all remember me?
How could we forget?
Mmm.
I like that accent. Welcome to our country.
How can we help you?
I've got something for you here.
You shouldn't have.
I can take this place off your hands at any time.
For a fair price.
I don't think that's necessary. But can we offer you a keychain?
Maybe a… glass bong, a pipe?
You look like you need one.
You know, y'all are gonna lose this place.
You might as well sell now.
And you have safe travels back to your homeland.
- What is it? - One second.
I don't know.
My dad used to do that all the time. It's changing the zoning.
It's a way to force owners out of their property.
Is that legal?
If you have the money to do it.
We're gonna need a lot more than $5,000.
All right.
Let's go do this.
Ah.
Rockfish. You think Boogie's here?
Yeah, it's where all the coast guards hang.
- Dude. - There he is. That's my boy, Boogie!
- I told him. - That's my bad. You know.
Look, that was a tough shot, all right?
- Good to see you. - Don't drop in on me like that, man.
Won't happen again. Maybe.
Thank you, sir. Good to see you again.
So, you're technically saying you do know where it is though.
- That's what you're saying. - Of course I know where it is.
I'm pulling rope on the cutters three days out of the week but, what,
y'all the famous treasure hunting bros now?
Yeah.
Oh, hell no. Nuh-uh. No, that shit's a state secret.
They do not want every yahoo coming in, tearing up the wreck.
Boog, we can keep a secret. I've always kept them.
They're up there. Locked away.
Yeah, and I'll be locked away if people find out.
- Plus, they'll take away my pension. - Hey.
We'll be in and out, all right?
- We only need like, what, uh, 60 minutes. - Max, like, 30 minutes.
- Forty minutes. - Thirty.
- Forty-five minutes. Max. - Forty-five.
In and out. Easy.
At night? 'Cause you'd have to do it at night.
Why do we gotta do it at night?
'Cause of the location. It's by the base.
- Did y'all do any research? - It's by the Coast Guard base?
Nah, the other base. Yes, the Coast Guard base.
They'll spot you easy during the day.
All right. We do it at night, then.
- Good luck with that. - No, no, no, Boogie.
Forty-five minutes, at the wreck, at night.
Come on, man, all we need are the exact coordinates.
What's your price for that?
Price?
I can't be bought, man. I ain't got no price.
Hey, Boog, hear me out.
Look, hey, listen. Um…
You always got a price.
- No, I don't. - Nuh-uh.
Maybe you do.
Oh, okay.
How about that gray racer right there?
Gray racer? What?
I like that motorbike. That thing's badass, bro.
I know it's badass. It's not for sale though, all right?
We're not trading that. Nuh-uh.
- He's just joking around. - I hear you…
- But it's not for sale. - Look at me. Take one for the team.
- It's not… Boogie. - Take one…
Boogie, yo, can I talk to you real quick?
Bro, like, man, that's my bike.
Like, those are my wheels. That's my freedom. Um…
She's my baby.
Oh man, I… I feel you.
You know, but prices, prices.
Maybe we find the amulet and then…
Shut up. Please just shut up.
I'm gonna get you. I'm gonna get you.
Here we go. We got this.
All right, guys, huddle up. Who's ready to find the treasure?
- Me! - Yeah!
Okay. Three, two, one…
Arr!
Go! Okay, be careful. Don't run that fast.
Who's gonna find the treasure first? Let's go!
Oh, Parker, you dropped your sword.
The kid said it was this way.
All right. Let's go see what we're looking at.
Son of a bitch.
How about next time y'all wait until I arrive
before you remove the deceased from the place of discovery?
Yes, sir.
All right. Just, uh, don't touch the scene and let's go ahead and load him up
before these lookie-loos get further traumatized.
- Goddamn. - Ready? And one, two.
No identification, Sheriff.
All right.
- Look, I've been thinking. - Mmm.
You can't dive without a buddy.
Of course I can.
But it's not safe.
I'm going with.
It's 80 feet down in the dark.
- And moving through structures. - Exactly.
Even for experts, it's a hairball situation.
- Which you're not. - Neither are you.
I already decided, so…
We've gotta save the farm.
I'm not gonna go crawling back to my parents.
It'll be fun.
Okay.
That's that.
- This goes on this blue one. - You should go.
It's gonna be like a surgical strike, all right? In and out.
They'll drop down there, take a quick peek. That's it. All right?
It's gonna be fine.
Okay.
- Hey, before you go… - Hey.
- Wait, wait, wait. Before you go, um… - What?
You remember that Kook that tried to outbid us at the auction?
Yeah, why? What's… what's going on?
He brought this by.
They're changing our zoning. We might lose this place.
Shit.
Does anybody else know?
Just Cleo.
Pope's gonna freak when he finds out.
- Hey, hey, hey. - I'm sorry. I don't know.
What are we gonna do?
You all ready?
All aboard!
Let's do it to it.
All right. Listen up.
We got the nav points, and we've got the gear.
We're in and out, all right? This is one night only.
We slip down under. We stay under the radar.
All right? JJ, you're going down.
- Sarah and Cleo… - Um, actually, I'm going down too.
Okay.
JJ and Kie go down.
Me and Pope stay up.
Sarah and Cleo, you guys drive out to the lighthouse by the Coast Guard base.
Stand watch. Do this right, we're home by midnight.
Clock's ticking.
- Fun, fun. - Just like old times.
- Be safe. - I will.
- Later, y'all. - Don't do anything we wouldn't do.
Yo, guys, lighten up. Okay? All right? You're making me nervous.
We're gonna slide down there, take a peek.
Worst that can happen, it's not there, old fart's disappointed, we go home.
Pogues win. Okay? That's the worst.
Meantime though, who wants to crack one with me?
No. Hey, hey. No.
No drinking.
All right. It just takes the edge off.
John B, we're in Coast Guard territory now.
Should be about 20 yards. One o'clock.
Okay, that's close enough. Hey, slow her down.
We're at the drop site now.
JJ, what's our depth?
Seventy-eight.
Okay. Ready?
Here we go.
Switch out. You guys get ready.
John B, keep us in position.
They hit the drop site.
Just keep a lookout for the Coast Guard.
Honestly, it's kind of like surfing The Point, you know?
We're upstream, and then the rip is just gonna… take us out.
- Yeah. - Yeah.
Right.
Is that necessary?
Yeah, yeah, I mean, reef, fish…
- And the man in the gray suit. - That too.
Don't forget your safety stop, all right?
Fifteen feet for three minutes.
Hear that, JJ? Fifteen feet, three minutes.
Copy that.
Or what?
The bends, remember? Nitrogen in the blood,
excruciating pain, death, et cetera, et cetera.
She should know. It's part of it.
Hey, you good?
- Yeah. - Okay.
- Let's do it, then.
All righty.
Diver down.
Diver… down.
All right, Kie. You ready?
Yeah, I'm good.
Hey, Pope.
The tide's turning. I don't know how long we're gonna be able to keep it.
They've only got about 45 minutes of air, so should be quick.
Hey.
You all good over there? See any cutters?
- See anything? - Mm-mm.
Nothing yet.
No sign of the Coast Guard, but we've got some fog moving in.
Once that hits, we're blind.
Copy that.
I'd be lying if I said this wasn't making me feel a little bit nostalgic.
One night only.
In and out.
Hey, we're drifting. Take it back to starboard.
- Your other starboard. - Shit.
All right, hold it there.
The tide's definitely turning.
I'm losing them.
How much time we got, Pope? Where we at?
- Fifteen minutes. - This fog's getting thick.
Come on, y'all.
JJ. Come here.
Look.
I don't know.
Kie!
Kiara!
All right.
No! Hey! Help!
Help me!
No! Kiara!
Kiara!
Here!
JJ!
Are we still all good up there? Talk to me. Do you see anything?
Do you hear that?
- What? - That.
Ah, shit. That can't be good.
Guys, guys, guys, there's someone else out here.
Get out of there right now. Bogies coming your way.
It's not Coast Guard.
- Do you hear that? It's a boat. - Chill. Just chill.
- Pope? John B? - Cut the engine. Cut the engine.
- Okay. It's off. Everything's off. - Are the warning lights off?
- Okay, just get low, all right? - Get down.
Nice and slow. Nice and slow.
No!
No! Kiara!
We're close!
It's gotta be just up here!
JJ!
Let's make another pass!
Okay?
- How much time they got left, Pope? - Five minutes.
- We gotta get 'em out. - Let's start looking for 'em.
See him? He should be up by now.
Hey.
Hey. Come on. Come on.
Thank God.
We gotta go.
We gotta go now. Okay?
- Yes. Yeah. - Mm-hmm.
Come on.
Kie, let's go. Come on.
- Oh my God! - Are you okay?
- Yeah. That was so close! - I know.
- Who the hell was that down there? - Where's John B?
- John B! - Hey!
- Hey! John B! - John B!
- Shit. It's JJ and Kie. - Come this way.
Hurry up. Let's go. We see you. Stop screaming.
- Here we come. - Where is he?
Hey! Over here!
There he is. Over there.
He's over here! Straight ahead!
Over here! Come on, hurry up!
Pope, get the ladder!
- Get the ladder! - Pope.
Kie, hand me your stuff.
- Wait. Where's your BCP? - It's gone.
- What do you mean, it's gone? - I mean, it's gone.
- You all right? - Yeah.
- There was a guy that tried to kill us. - We saw a boat out here too.
They were armed. We need to get out of here now.
No, you don't understand.
- There's a guy down there… - There's a boat. We just saw it pass.
Jesus, man. What happened to your arm?
- There's someone else there. - What?
They stabbed me with a speargun. Argh!
- Who? Where'd they go? - Grab the ladder. Let's go.
- Get the ladder. - Hold on.
- You good? You all right, man? - Yeah.
- I'm fine. Just get out of here. - Go, go, go!
I hear a boat!
There!
Have they called?
- I'm afraid not. - Tell me immediately when they do.
Go on. I'm busy.
Thanks for the hospitality, Hollis.
You mind if I, uh, grab another?
Sure. Help yourself.
Do you remember that deal I told you about the other night?
I wanna give you an opportunity
to be on the ground floor of something pretty special.
- That's Goat Island. - That's right.
I mean, it's owned by the Genrettes.
Eighteen miles of coastline.
The largest piece of undeveloped waterfront property
on the eastern seaboard,
granted by the King in 1718.
Never been sold. Never appraised.
The Cut's gonna be Figure 8 in a few years and there'll be nothing left
but Goat Island.
- Mm-hmm. - And now…
they're looking for a select group of partners to syndicate it.
Okay, why me?
You're young, you're energetic,
local, and, uh…
and I like you, Rafe. I guess… I guess I can admit that.
Yeah.
- And you wanna know the best part? - Mmm?
Wanna know why they're selling now, finally, after all of these years?
- Mmm? - They think it's haunted.
Blackbeard.
You're shitting me.
- No. - Really?
Yeah.
We are in pole position to make a fortune
'cause an old man believes in ghosts.
- So… - Mmm.
Are you interested?
Should I keep talking?
Yeah, keep talking.
Yeah.
- What the hell happened? - Someone tried to kill us.
What? Why? That doesn't make sense.
Obviously, they were going after the same thing we were, right?
That amulet was worth something. That old man is keeping some secret.
Then someone else is waiting down there? I knew that story was bunk.
My stomach feels like shit.
Hey, man, did you take your safety stop?
I'm gonna say it one more time.
Someone was trying to kill us. We did not make…
They have the bends. We need to get them to the hospital. Now.
Nice and easy. You've just got a couple bubbles in your blood right now.
I've got bubbles in my blood?
No. You're gonna be fine.
Come on, John B!
I'm going.
Hey, watch out! Watch out!
Deep breaths. Deep breaths.
John B, can you please go faster?
- Shit. - Hey.
- Who was down there with you guys? - No idea, Pope.
- But y'all are not gonna believe this. - Yeah.
What is that?
You found it?
- Oh shit. - What?
- That's the thing he was looking for. - Holy shit. Holy shit.
- Why didn't you tell us sooner? - I was too busy dying.
- John B! - I'm going.
You're a rock star, girl!
Fifty thousand!
Holy shit. Holy shit.
Fifty K.
- It was worth it. - Cha-ching.
- All right. Let's go. - You got her?
- Here you go. - Pope, keep going.
I've got you. Come on.
Come on. Come on.
- I got you. - Hey, hey, hey, hey, I need help.
- I got you. - Okay.
I got you.
I got you. Oh, jeez.
Their vitals and mental status is stable,
and the pain scale is moving in the right direction,
but they still need time in the hyperbaric chamber.
They just bought themselves 12 hours in the tank.
Okay, so, good news, they're gonna be okay.
They just need a little while to decompress.
Shit, man.
I'm just glad they're okay.
While we wait, I say we go back to Genrette's
and demand cash for this amulet.
I don't know about you guys, but after all we've been through,
I think we're owed a lot more than 50K.
- Where'd that come from? - Cheese on bread.
- You've been hanging out with JJ too much. - I'm just saying,
whatever dude is hiding from us is worth a lot more than 50K.
We need to go see him. Now.
Pope. Hey, listen, buddy.
Um…
I think that's a damn good idea.
- Bad man Pope. - Really?
- Yeah. Hell yeah, 50K my ass. - Dude's cheating us for sure, right?
Let's go! Come on.
- Let's get in the bus. - Let's get this money.
- Kie. - Mmm.
You almost died.
I should've never let you go down there.
Then who would've saved your life?
If I wasn't there, he would have gotten you.
Okay. I saved you too.
You did.
Thank God.
You know, I really thought things were different now.
But it really is just us against the world, isn't it?
Mm-hmm.
Us against the universe, more like.
And we're winning.
We are.
You're not too bad for a Kook, though.
You know…
we're in here for 12 hours.
Mm-hmm.
What are we gonna do?
I'm sure we'll think of something.
Dr. Roberts to room 43.
If these people are willing to kill for this amulet,
I wonder how much it's worth.
Okay. Let's show him the piece and then, what, throw out a price?
A million dollars.
I like it.
Go big. My dad taught me that.
Wait a minute. What the hell? Is that Shoupe?
No. No. We're gonna turn around.
- Don't. - What? No.
Pope, you don't voluntarily go towards cops.
I agree with John B. It's too risky.
If we run now, we trigger the chase mechanism.
Just stay the course.
Okay. Okay.
And here he comes.
Not afraid of cops.
- We didn't do anything wrong. - I didn't.
- There they are! - Shoupe.
Great treasure hunters.
- Yeah. - Bring it on in. Toss the line.
Oh, lucky me.
I was just coming to see ya.
Oh yeah? Why, uh… Why would you come to see us, Shoupe?
You know, uh, the old guy who lives here?
Who you talked to yesterday?
Yeah.
Okay. So you did talk to him?
Yeah. Glad you confirmed that.
Well, that old guy is up there… dead.
And, except for his son-in-law, you were the last ones to see him.
The curse?
So, uh, y'all ain't going anywhere.
Why don't you all just, uh, step on up?
We got a lot to talk about.