Watch the video then answer the question: What trouble is there?
[ At a lake in upstate New York the next morning. Grandpa, Philip, and Robbie are preparing to fish. ]
Robbie: This is really neat! When do we eat?
Philip: First, we have to catch some fish. In order to catch fish, you have to do this. [ He prepares the fishing line. ] Here we go. That's it. Then drop it into the water. All of this comes before eating. OK?
Robbie: How do you know so much about fishing?
Philip: Grandpa taught me. We spent a lot of time fishing together. Now, the important thing is to get the hook close to the fish. All right? Like this. [ He puts his fishing line into the water. ]
Robbie: I think I see some fish right under us, Dad.
Philip: Oh, not a chance!
Robbie: I just saw a big one!
[ A young boy arrives with a fishing rod. ]
Grandpa: Hi, there!
Albert: Hi.
Grandpa: What's your name?
Albert: Albert.
Grandpa: Are you all alone?
Albert: Yes, sir.
Grandpa: How old are you, Albert?
Albert: I'm ten.
Philip: Where's your father?
Albert: He's up there at the lodge.
Philip: Does he know you're here?
Albert: Yes, sir.
Philip: OK, Robbie, maybe you should watch him. The water's pretty deep here.
Robbie: I'll watch him, Dad.
[ A little while later. They are still fishing. ]
Robbie: What time is it?
Grandpa: It's almost lunchtime, and no fish yet.
Robbie: I can go up to the lodge for some hot dogs and drinks.
Philip: No way! We're here to catch our lunch.
Grandpa: To catch fish, you need the right magic.
Philip: That's right. I forgot! The right magic. Do it for Robbie, Dad.
Grandpa: You remember?
Philip: Sure. Come on.
Grandpa: Well, first, you have to turn your hat around like this. Then you close your eyes and say the magic words. Fish, fish, send me a fish.
Robbie: [ He closes his eyes. ] Fish, fish, send me a fish.... I got one!
Grandpa: See, it works!
Robbie: It's a big one!
Philip: Well, it always worked for me, too.
Robbie: Grandpa, get the net, please! [ Grandpa gets the net, and Robbie finally catches the fish. ]
Robbie: Dad, you got one, too!
Philip: You bet I have! [ Philip brings up a boot from the water. ]
Grandpa: Easy, Philip, easy.
Robbie: Sorry, Dad.
Philip: Well, one more and I've got a pair of boots.
Robbie: You didn't say the magic words.
Grandpa: Robbie's right.
Philip: Yes, but you did, and we've got our lunch. Let's build a fire and cook it! Come on, Albert, you can help us!
Albert: I want to stay here and fish.
Grandpa: All right, but be careful.
[ A little later. Grandpa, Philip, and Robbie are around their campfire. ]
Robbie: Is it finished yet?
Philip: I think so. I hope you like your fish well done.
Grandpa: Burned, you mean.
Philip: Hey, I'm a doctor, not a chef.
[ They hear Albert calling from the lake. ]
Albert: Help! Help! I can't swim!
Robbie: Dad! Grandpa! He fell in!
[ Robbie and Philip rush to save Albert. They pull him from the water and place him on the dock. ]
Philip: Easy does it, Robbie. That's a boy. That's it.
Grandpa: He's not breathing, Philip!
Philip: Robbie, run to the car! Bring a blanket and my medical bag.
Robbie: Yes, Dad.
[ Philip slowly breathes into the boy's mouth. ]
Philip: Now, come on, son. Come on, son.
Grandpa: Breathe, Albert!