SNEAK PEEK: Nathan Admits Missing Gael: “She’s My Comfort Zone” | Below Deck Med
SNEAK PEEK: Nathan Admits Missing Gael: "She's My Comfort Zone" | Below Deck Med
All right — same lane, same polish.
Here’s a clean, emotionally tightened, episode-ready edit that keeps the humor, the tension, and the forward momentum without the chaos.
Expiration Dates & Fresh Starts — Morning After Edit
Morning Wake-Up
Crew:
Good morning.
Crew Member:
Morning, man.
Let’s rock this day.
Crew (startled):
Oh my god — you scared the [bleep] out of me!
I forgot you were in here.
Crew Member:
Wasn’t expecting you.
Crew:
This is my cabin.
Beat.
Crew Member:
Do you still want to see me after?
Crew:
Yeah.
Crew Member:
And what about the expiration date?
Crew:
Well… it already expired.
Crew (laughing):
I’m sorry, I can’t control myself.
Late-Night Call
Phone:
Hello?
Crew:
What are you doing?
Voice:
Just chilling on the dock.
Crew:
What time is it there?
Voice:
Almost midnight.
Crew:
**[bleep]**ing hell.
Missing Home
Crew (confessional):
I definitely miss Gail.
She’s my comfort zone.
A New Dream
Crew:
I’ve got a new plan.
I’m going to buy a sailing yacht.
I met this family — she was a deckhand, her husband was a captain.
They’ve just been sailing the world with their two kids.
Voice:
That sounds incredible.
Crew:
That’s literally my dream life.
Clarity Sets In
Crew (confessional):
I have no interest in hooking up with Kizzi anymore.
I’m focusing on relationships I actually care about.
And my work.
Crew:
I’m going to go.
Voice:
All right. Bye-bye.
Back on Deck
Crew Member:
Hello?
Crew:
I don’t have any clean shirts.
Crew Member:
Your polos are here.
Crew:
Okay, I’ll bring one up.
Crew Member:
All is well in the hood.
Another Confession
Crew Member:
Did you have fun last night?
Crew:
Oh my god, such a fun time.
Honestly… I really miss Scott.
I just want to hang out with him.
Crew Member:
It’s hard, isn’t it?
The Talk
Kizzi:
Hi.
Crew:
Good morning.
Kizzi:
What’s wrong?
Crew:
I need some detachment.
Since the first competition, you and I — it’s been like this.
Not too much. Somewhere in the middle.
I give a lot.
Maybe too much.
Kizzi:
I respect that you’re English and reserved…
but you have to respect that I’m French.
We’re more touchy.
Crew:
I always attract women like this.
I know they like me — they just don’t show it.
I’m an open book.
We have a good thing here.
I just need less pressure…
and more time to see if it actually flourishes.
Kizzi:
Okay.
Let me know what you decide.
Crew (exhale):
Ay ay ay.
Rock and roll.
Comic Relief
Crew Member:
Mate, you’ve got a great ass from this angle.
Crew:
I know.
Crew Member:
Love a man on his hands and knees.
Crew:
Refill.
Deck Banter
Crew:
I’ve got to put some weight on a boat.
Crew Member:
I’ll take the flowers.
Crew:
You make me carry the heavy stuff
and you get flowers?
Crew Member:
I couldn’t hand you a bouquet.
Crew (deadpan):
I don’t even like you.
Crew Member:
Feeling’s mutual.
Crew:
I only like you when I’m drunk.
Crew Member:
I’m joking, Kizzi!
Team Respect
Crew:
We work well together.
Crew Member:
Yeah. You work **[bleep]**ing hard.
For the first charter, it was just me and you.
I know you know my value.
And honestly — you go deeper into the technical stuff.
When I saw that, I knew:
We’re going to make money.
Crew:
After this, we’re going to send it.
Crew Member:
I like the sound of that.
Back to Business
Captain:
Crew, ready when you are — preference sheet meeting.
Interior:
Copy.
Preference Sheet — Charter 6
Captain:
Charter Six. Very exciting.
This is going to be our most fun charter yet.
Cameron — former football player, now in commercial real estate.
He’s treating his friends to a once-in-a-lifetime trip.
Benjamin — childhood best friend, oversees Cameron’s projects.
David — youngest of the group, professional MMA fighter.
Mark — Cameron’s sommelier for seven years.
TJ — retired NFL player with a Super Bowl ring.
Jay — freestyle battle rapper who toured with Lil Wayne.
They’re here for Barcelona during the America’s Cup
and hope to watch the race from the yacht.
End Beat
Old feelings fading.
New clarity forming.
And a charter that promises chaos.
Fade out.
