:02:02
This is the best season
for fishing.
:02:05
In September the fish
leave the depths
:02:08
and run close to the shore
where the water is still warm
:02:13
and the seaweed
is tender and sweet.
:02:18
These are my islands.
:02:20
I know them well--
:02:22
every reef, every cove,
:02:27
every inch
of the ocean bottom.
:02:30
Only one man in the village
knows how to fish like me.
:02:33
Salvatore.
:02:35
We grew up together,
:02:38
then he went on fishing
with nets. Not me!
:02:43
There was another boy
we grew up with. Gaspare.
:02:48
How our lives
went separate ways!
:02:50
He signed up
for the Coast Guard.
:02:52
He has a uniform, state pay.
:02:55
But I like what I do
and I have something they don't.
:03:06
Can we help, Papa?
:03:08
Do what?
Blow us all up?
:03:10
Stand back, both of you!