Masaki is spending his days in a quiet, detached way, going to school, taking class, then going home. Since that day, he hasn't ridden the waves even once. But no matter how much he wants to resent surfing, wants to hate it, wants to quit it...he can't rid himself of the love he has for it. One night, under a full moon, Masaki laments alone on the Oarai shore. Tanaka quietly approaches. Moonlight. The sound of waves. And then, Masaki...
You want to surf in Hawaii so bad 
you can't stand it, right?
تريد ركوب الأمواج في هاواي لدرجة
أنّك لا تستطيع تحمّل الانتظار، صحيح؟
Du willst doch nur in Hawaii surfen
und chillen, gib’s zu!
-Además…
-Te mueres por surfear en Hawái, ¿no?
-Además…
-Te mueres por surfear en Hawái, ¿no?
Il meurt d’impatience
de surfer à Hawaï !
Vuoi così tanto fare surf alle Hawaii
che non stai più nella pelle, giusto?
Você quer surfar no Havaí
e não se aguenta mais, né?
Тебе так хочется
покатать на Гавайях?