*Sighs*

*Looks at Simon and Michelle*

(And Jebediah, La's pet orang-utan)

*gets off the boat picking up Tiffany and carries her to the boat*

sit and stay

(Chloe/Simon/Michelle can chat until La gets back with James)

*Simon winces, trying to get up but coughing a lot.*

"We can't trust her. We gotta go... now."

*Tiffany struggles, angrily flailing.*
"I'm not a fucking dog."

- Momolou starts the engine, leaving with the group to head north. -

(... cue 15 minute time jump)

- The boat reaches the north docks of the island, seeing boats leaving with surviving locals crammed on board -

http://a57.foxnews.com/global.fncstatic.com/static/managed/img/fn2/880/558/EU%20Migrants%20Journey.jpg?ve=1&tl=1

well that looks safe

- Momolou and Ziggy stand to tie up the boat, assisted by Morgan. -

- Jackson, Lana and Azure head forward, but are stopped by two men. -

Man 1: No more room...

Jackson: What!?

Lana: What do you mean no more room?

Man 1: Too full...

Man 2: Last boat leaving...

- He gestures to the final remaining boat, which is evidently almost full, with a crowd of locals still trying to get on. -

- The group are turned around, heading back to the boat. -

Momolou: What is going on?

Jackson: They wont let us on!

Lana: ... They... they said its too full...

Momolou: When does the next one come...?

Lana: ... They wont say...

Azure: Cant we just take this boat?

Momolou: The engine is too small.. it will cut out before we reach the mainland...

Jackson: I didn't come this far to sit here and die!

Lana: Do you think any of us did!?

- Jackson looks away, clearly getting frustrated. He watches the final boat pulling away from he docks, shaking his head violently. -

Jackson: ... No way am I waiting here...

- Jackson runs forward, shoving the two men out of his way, running towards the edge of the dock. -

Lana: JACKSON!

Azure: ... There he goes...

- Jackson dives into the water, swimming towards the boat, reaching the side, extending his arm to a group on board. The group reach down, pulling Jackson up, allowing him on board. Jackson rolls onto a small area that is free, panting heavily, sitting up and looking back at the group, smiling to himself. -

Lana: How...

Momolou: Anyone else want to do that?

-Listens to them speak and bites her lip looking at the overloaded boat.
I think.. This is the last boat...

that dick always thinks about number 1