All language subtitles for 800.Words.S02E03.1080p.BluRay.x265-YAWNiX

Endings can be brutal.

Like the unexpected death
of a friend...

or a friendship.

This column has become, over the
years, a vicarious friendship.

But even good friendships
sometimes can be...

Ice?

Interrupted.

- Dad?
- Corrupted...

and have to come to an end.

You promised
you'd get ice for the party.

There's ice in the freezer.
Which will last
all of two minutes

with all the people coming.
I didn't want to make it
a wide invitation

because if no one came, it could
have been embarrassing for Jan.
-She doesn't want a fuss.
-Dad, it's Weld.

We're gonna need more ice.

Fine.

Popping down to the shop.

More juice.
More lettuce. More...

Everything.
Nachos.

Three bags.

And vodka.

Dream on.

That's a lot of meat
for a small gathering.
-You think?
-You may have over-catered.

Yeah, but the meat is a metaphor
for the amount of love
being shared.

Yeah, and as host,
you wouldn't want to run out
of love, would you?
Yeah, whatever.

♪ I've been awake now
for far too long ♪

♪ But I've alive ♪

♪ I'm alive ♪

♪ Well, I'm alive ♪

♪ I'm alive ♪

- ♪ Oh-oh ♪
- ♪ Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh ♪

♪ Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh ♪

- Want a hand, Mr. Turner?
- Oh, yeah.

- Ollie, isn't it?
- Yep.

You stocking up
for the big party, eh?

-Yes.
-Jan's a great lady.
We're all sorry to see her go.

- You know Jan?
- Yeah, yeah.

She filled up your car here.

Real nice.
We talked a lot.

Yeah, huge loss to Weld, eh?

Everyone's kind of gutted.

But, um,
at least Shay's back, right?

- You must be stoked about that.
- Yes, I am.

When you say
everyone's gutted about Jan...

Yeah.
For sure.

I'll just grab
a few more things.

Yeah!
Nice one, Smiler!

Thank you, Smiler,
for the Verdi.

And to Monty
for the heartfelt poem.

Interesting how you managed
to rhyme "orange"

- and "bosom."
- Bosom. Yeah.

Needless to say, Jan,
we are all going to miss you.

But as we say here in Weld,
people arrive as strangers,
and they leave as friends.

And when they go, they take
a little part of Weld with them.

- Hear, hear.
Oh, here he is...
the missing host.
George, a few words?

Yeah, but not 800.
Just a couple, all right?

Well, thank you all for coming.

And, Jan, you've obviously
made quite an impression

on these great people.

Takes one to know one, George.

Thank you, Monty.

And we will miss you.

And, uh...

And we will... We will miss you.

And no more speeches, please,
you lovely people.

Just more drinking
and more dancing!

Cheers!
Okay.

- Circulate and mingle.
- Oh.

( Cool Coo Cool.

-Did you hear Bevan resigned?
-From the school?
Effective immediately.

Run off with a student teacher
from Stafford.
Oh, that must have been awkward
for Penny,

- the receptionist. The slut. -
-I tried to empathize.
I really did. But I failed.

We are only human.

~The thing is,
I'm thinking of applying.
For the principal's job?

You think it's a terrible idea,
don't you?
-No, you'd be great.
-Really?

Yeah, you'd be perfect.
Apart from being Australian...
and a woman...

single, still in my 30s,
and childless.

So?
Well, potential to return home
and/or start a new relationship

or want to start a family
before it's too late.

Well, if it was up to me,
I'd give you the job.

If only because of...
And call me old-fashioned...

Your obvious talents
and love of teaching.

Oh! Thank you for the vote
of confidence, George.

Um, hey, I got you another.

Cheers, Woody.

Fiona.

-She seems chipper.
-Tracey?
-Yeah.
-Yeah, she is.

Look, I've got to thank you.
-Me? What for?
For all the work

you've done around the place.
Oh, well, it worked, didn't it?
You got your girl home.

- Yeah, I did.
- Yeah.

But there is
still plenty of work to be done.

Like how it's gonna be mint
when the grass

- comes through on the new lawn.
- Oh, yeah.

But, um...
are you gonna be wanting me
to mow that for you, George?

What? You're my builder. I
wouldn't ask you to mow my lawn.

Yeah, no, good, ‘cause
I reckon that it's important

that a man
maintains his own lawn.

Indeed.

Yeah.

Now that Shay's back in her old
room, that means you must be?

Sleeping on an air bed
in the lounge room.
Oh.

Oh, dang.
That's tragic.
-Oh, yeah?
-Mm.

Oh, yeah?
And how are you and Shay, then?

Uh. Em
maybe I'm swearing off women
for the near future.

Yeah, like I believe that.

I'd say
from the look in his eyes,

he's still very interested.

Well, he can look all he likes,
but he ain't getting any.

I offer you the job
to run my newspaper,

and the next thing I know,
you're on the plane
back to Sydney.

Was the champagne
not to your liking?

It was a very generous offer,
but, no,

I have things
to sort out back home.

Mm.
Such as?

- Well, the job I already have.
- If it's still there.

Exactly.
So I better go face the music.

Or I could throw a hand grenade
at the situation,

make an even bigger mess,
and run away... again.

I like that.

Why cause a ripple
when you can make a splash?

- Yeah.
- Good luck, Jan.

And if it doesn't pan out
across the ditch,

you know where to find us.

Thank you.

You know, I'm gonna miss you...
A lot.

Stop talking nonsense, George,
and freshen my drink.

♪ I want to see
a picture of you ♪

♪ Show me the way you move ♪

♪ l'want you ♪

♪ I need you, girl ♪

Come on, boring people.

Watching you and Monty is more
than enough dancing for me.

Hey, does Zac do ABBA?

‘Yeah, right after he does
Barry White.

So, your flight's
tomorrow, then?
Yep.

It's been great
having you "round.

You don't have to say that.
Oh, lucky you don't have
to stay for the summer.

Ignore her.
The summer is great here.

Not with all the summer people.

Oh, the townies,

who invade the place
with their boogie boards
and their barbecue reggae.

And, oh, don't get me started
with the Jet Skis.

Seriously, don't start her.
Don't.

Sounds like
Sydney's a safer bet.

You girls look after my George.

} Ithink
George can look after himself.

Yes, but I'm putting him
in your safe hands.

He deserves only the best.

♪ Don't leave me waiting
for you ♪

This particularly sexy groove
is going out

to all the beautiful women

particularly
the lady of the hour,

who is loving us and leaving us.

Yeah, that's
what we're gonna miss.
Stop being a dick, Zac!

Also going out to Katie,
mother of my third child

and lover of all things
artistic and manly.

You're still being a dick.

Dance with me.

Sure.

-I think I will.

Apply for the job.

-Good on you.
~~ -Yeah.
I probably won't get it.

Of course you will.

Thanks, George.

You.

[ Squeals I

♪ In my dreams ♪

♪ In my dreams ♪

I guess this is it.

- Have a safe flight.
- Yeah.

Talk to you soon.

- See you soon.
- Yes.

- See ya later.
- Bye, darling.

- Skype soon?
- Absolutely.

Yeah.

- See ya.
- See ya.

Auntie Jan again.
Yes, she is.

Saying goodbye is easy when
it's the right thing to do.

But when it isn't, goodbyes
can come out of the blue,

leaving you feeling like
there is unfinished business.

Knock, knock.
- Just working here, Woody.
- Yeah, sure.

So, is that your final column,
then, is it?

~~ -Yes.

Being a final column.
Oh, yeah.
That figures.

Everything okay, Woody?

So, Jan's gone?
Yes.

I guess that makes you
a free agent now.

I hadn't really thought

But it is over, right?

Yes.
It is over between me and Jan.

Good.

Is there something you want,
Woody?

Nah. Just dropping off a little
invoice for work to date.

Okay. I'll take a look at it
when I'm done here.

Whatever.

Woody.

~_-Woody!

Woody!
Hey, it's Woody.

Just ‘cause
I'm not talking to you

doesn't mean
I'm not hearing you.

Yeah, it's George.

We need to talk
about your little invoice.

~~ Hey.
What's up with Woody?

Oh, have you two broken up?

Quite possibly.

- What is it?
- His invoice.

Whoal

40 grand?
For what?
Work done, apparently.

- That's not very specific.
- It's very Woody, though.

We're out of milk,
if anyone's interested.

- ~~ -Hey.
- Hey.

I'm looking for Woody.
- And what else is new?

I'm trying to get hold of him,
but he's not answering
his phone.

- Again, nothing new there.
- He hasn't been in.

Have you tried his place?
Well, no, because I realized

I actually don't know

But if you could tell me,
that would be most helpful.

No, sorry.

Neither.
Can't help you.

- Can't or won't?
- Cant.

Woody's
a no-fixed-abode kind of guy.

His living arrangements
are a mystery to one and all.

Actually, I think you'll find

he's staying
at the Baylises' bach.

Great.
Where's that?

Although
they're coming back early,
so he might have moved on.

He'll be at the Taits'.

- Okay.
- Or the Van der Klerks'.

So, he house-sits?
Sits, squats.
Why do you want him?

Well, Woody dumped a ridiculous
invoice on my desk and ran away.

- It needs to be discussed.
- Challenged?

Explained would be a start.

You all right there, Bill?

~ He's pining for his daughter.
You're welcome to take Lindsay
home any time you like.

No, no. She made her bed.
She can lie in it.

That bed being in my house.

You invited her to stay, George.
Not in so many words.

Maybe it's time to get
a bigger house, George.

- I'll keep an eye out.
With Woody's invoice,
I'm unlikely to be able
to afford a bigger house.

~ -Thanks, Monty.
- You're hurting. I understand.

Woody was doing some work
for Katie at her gallery.
You could try there.

Well, why didn't you...

He was here two days ago.

He dropped off some materials,
but he's yet to actually start.

~ -Hardly surprising.
- Something the matter?

Well, he just sprung
a rather large invoice on me
and then disappeared.

You've been Woodied.
"Woodied"?

And forgets and forgets,
-and then it all adds up.
-Possibly.

Although "taken for a ride"
is another term
that springs to mind.

George.
You're his friend.

You know it's not in his nature
to rip anyone off.

This is about business.

Friendship's got nothing
to do with it.

Things are never just about
business, in my experience.

I'm not questioning
his friendship.

Just his ability to quantify
his billing, that's all.

- Do you know where he lives?
- Lives or stays?

Either/or.

No.

I've never needed to know.

You could try Tracey's place.

He's staying there?

He sometimes... retreats there.

Sometimes regularly.

Okay, thanks.

Woody... gone to the beach.

If you need me, come find me.

- Hi.
- Hi.

Tracey.

Hello, George.

Have you seen Woody?
I'm not sure
I can answer that question...

Well, a simple "yes" or "no"
would be a good start.

Without you obeying the rules.

I haven't seen him, actually.

He was supposed to be fixing
a broken trellis for me, but...
Sounds like Woody.

Over-committed
and overcharging for it.

You don't want
to pay his invoice.

- You know about the invoice?
- The kumara vine, George.

Fiona called to ask
if I'd seen him.

-Don't you have the money?
-No, I have the money.
But you don't want to pay it?

I didn't say that.
I just need to understand it.
I can't pay
what I don't understand.

with the numerical system.

How did I know
I would find you here?
Well, I thought the same thing,

Oh, really? There's no other
reason why you might be here?

No. I just want
to understand the invoice.

Well, it's not in code, George.

- Woody.
- What?

Yeah, righto.

40 grand for work done
is a little bit vague.
Well, I've done the work,
so please pay me.

B I mean,
it's pretty bloody clear to me.
Yeah, but with your hourly rate,

that's a lot of hours.
-You calling me a liar?
-No, but
40 grand, Woody?!

Well, you've never disputed
my other bills.
Well, that's because

they were all itemized. Exactly.
Itemized down to the last screw.
And those hours.

How many of those were work,
and how many were...

Were for what?

I have never charged you
for surfing.
Okay, okay.

Yeah, "cause clients
never do, right? But / do.

I keep them all notated down
in my little black book,

which I carry with me
at all times.

Yeah, obviously not right now
‘cause I'm starkers, all right?
But it's all in there...
in detail.

Guys. Maybe we should take this
somewhere a little more...

Private? Well, he's already gone
public with his accusations.

I was thinking somewhere
more with clothes on.

This feels like
a clothes-on conversation.
No.

If George can't say
what he wants naked to my face,
then I don't want to hear it
at all.

Can I not question "work done"?
Do I just have to assume that
you're telling me the truth?

You really don't trust me.
Trust has got nothing
to do with it.

On the subject of work done,
I never charged you
for saving your life

or helping you out
in times of need.
Nah, nah, nah, nah.
That's just what mates do.

Woody, this is about business.

Oh, well, would you feel more comfortable
if I invoiced our friendship
and we just keep it all on that level?

Friendship has got nothing
to do with it!

Yeah!
Clearly, George!

Okay, boys.
You haven't even
finished the job.
I've still got

~ ahole above my bed.
Yeah, and I would never charge
you for work I haven't done!

All right,
let's all just take a step back
-and put some clothes on.
You know what?

Maybe you need to find someone
that'll do it for you cheaper.
-I may have to.
-Yeah, go ahead.

Slwill.
- Okay, good, and that's that.

~~ Yeah?
I'm just your ex-builder.

And you, George Turner,
you're a free agent.

- Free to go wherever you want.
- I think it's fair to say

that went about as badly
as humanly possible.

Yeah.

Here we go.

Stafford BuildRite?

Yeah. Hi.
My name is George Turner.

I live in Weld,
and I've got
a hole in my ceiling

which I would
very much like fixing.

First thing tomorrow?
That'll be great.

Yeah, I'll text you my address.

Okay, thank you.
See you then.

Does this mean no more Woody?

I'm after a level
of professionalism
that has been sadly lacking.

Is that because
you can't pay the invoice?
I can pay.
The question is, should I pay?

Have we run out of money?

No.
We have not run out of money.

There's still no milk.

Lindsay... you could always
go get some yourself.

Or you could go to your house,
where I'm sure
there'll be plenty of milk.

That's okay.

I'll just have juice.

There's no juice either.

Lindsay...
could you give us a moment?

- We need to talk.
- Sure.

What about?

No.

Fine.

Whatever.

Get rid of her,
or I will kill her.

Yep, yeah.

What are we meeting about?

Seriously,
have we run out of money?

Okay.
When your mother died,

I took stock
of the money situation.

I devised a plan,
and I wrote this out.

And which has allowed us
to live the way we do.

So, as you can see,
we have not run out of money.

Yet.

What?

Dad, it's only a matter of time.

According to this,
basically what we've been doing

the last few months
is living off savings to provide
for a household of three...

Now four, thanks
to Arlo's Good Samaritan

"I might get lucky" routine.

I'm a humanitarian.
So sue me.

To put it bluntly, your column
has always paid terribly,

and we can't go on like this...
Burning through capital

to top up the needs
of an ever-expanding household.

Look...

You need to get a job.

I have a job.

Writing a final column

doesn't really count
as sustainable employment.

Well... Well, what about you?

Given your decision to shun
your educational endeavors,

why don't you get a job?
Help us stave off
this financial Armageddon.

Exactly. Which is
why I already have a job.

Since when?

Do you need a job?

Yeah.
Yeah, I do.

- I have a job for you.
- Cool.

- Just like that?
- Yep.

Which is more than I can say
for you two losers.

~~ Idhelp,
but I'm still studying.

When a friendship ends,
there is a vacuum.

When it ends badly, that vacuum
can be quickly filled
with a sense of loss.

Or a belligerent need

Thank you for being so prompt.
Just come this way.

Mind your step.

That it?

No job's too big or too small,
George,

but all jobs
are worth doing right.

With BuildRite.

Well, that's music to my ears,
Dave.

I notice you've had
some other recent work done.

- Who was that with?
- Uh, a bloke called Woody.

Woody.

Oh, right.
[ Laughs I

I'll take a look
and measure up, okay?

Hey, Dad.

Are you sure we can afford this?

Arlo, it is just a quote.

Arlo, the money will be fine,
and the job needs doing.

That hole has been bothering me
for a long time.

- Yeah, but is it a priority?
- And at least this time,

it will be done on time
and cost-effectively.

Okay.

-Okay.

Dave.
I've got to head out.

And leave the quote
on the bench.

Great.
Thanks.

:::::: www.hiqve.com ::::::

It's a very big ocean out there,
boys.

So it's true, then?

You two really
aren't talking to each other.

He wahine, he whenua,
ka ngaro te tangata.
What?

He wahine, he whenua,
ka ngaro te tangata.

"Whenua"?

There's no land involved.

Well, I think, in this case,
land could mean money, Woody.

Yeah?
Well, maybe if people

actually said
what they actually mean.

Ohh!

Excuse my ignorance,
but what is "he wahine"...

He whenua, ka ngaro te tangata?
Well, it's a Maori proverb.

Yeah, got that much.
Meaning?

I think that's for me to know
and for you to find out.

No.
Just tell me what it means!

Sad news, my friend.

- About what?
- Separation.

You and Woody.

Irreconcilable differences.

It's just a business dispute.

I want you to know
I'm always here for you, George.

I'm always up
for bowls, tennis, cricket,

badminton, table soccer.

I've got
a bloody good '80s dance DVD.
Come and have a boogie.

I'm sure that Woody and I
can find a way through this.

Well, I admire
your optimism, George.

We don't usually take credit,
but I can make an exception.

I can pay for my coffee.

But you can't pay Woody.
- Money is not the issue here.
- Really?

No more column,
dwindling savings.

George...
you need a job.

‘What I need
is people to get off my back.

-I have one for you.
-A job?
Yeah.
Barman.

I can only pay minimum wage,
but you could start tonight.

But only on a trial basis,
even though I know
that you've had previous experience.

I appreciate the offer.
You're a good friend.

No.
This is business.

We don't bring friendship
into it.

-No.

You think too much.

Usual?

Uh, yeah.
Ta.

10 grand?!

The builder guy
asked me if it was okay

to get to the root
of the problem.

I said, "Okay, whatever."

He asked you?

Arlo was at an exam,
and Shay was out,

and you said you wanted
the job done properly.

That hole is way bigger
than it was before.

Yeah, it is.

Cool.
You got avocados.

Only me.

Why are you here?

To see George.

I'm not moving back home.

That's not why I'm here.

And why would you?
Looks like George
is taking better care of you
than your own father...

despite the fact that
the bank is foreclosing on him.

Oh, for God's sake.

Don't worry, George.
Many great men in history
have had to go bankrupt

before making their true wealth.

Of course, many others
have also ended up destitute
in a ditch
on the side of the road.

But I'm not gonna let that
happen to you.

There really is no problem.

Don't be silly, George.
My car awaits.

I don't follow.
On the contrary, George.
You must follow.

Well, here it is...

The hub of social commentary
and local news.

I take it I'm not here
to place a classified.

Work wanted?

You could.

Or you could just take
what's on offer.

All of this can be yours,
George.

Wow.

Editor of News of the Weld?

I've always said
you're the best man for the job.

Although you did offer it
to Jan.

But she is not a man.

And now nor is she available.
But you... You're here.

And frankly, there isn't anyone
else who could possibly do it.

I suppose he's got
to be better than Monty.
Not now, Gloria.

Well, that's not saying much.
Monty was completely useless.

George Turner, Gloria Henley.

Gloria.

George.

~ Gloria's in charge
of the technical aspects
of the operation.

What Mac's trying to say is
that he has no idea what I do.

He thinks this paper
gets published by accident.

- That's not true, Gloria.
- I wrangle the contributors.

I take input,
and I make it output.

Fonts, layout, export the files,

coordinate print deadlines,
point of sale.

But, apart from that,
it's true... I do nothing.

Thanks, Gloria.

Don't want to hold you up.

So, you're
taking over here, are you?

I like a tight ship.

Now, if you'll excuse me,
gentlemen, I must go wees.

George.

Don't worry about Gloria.

She's a good stick.

Thanks for the offer, Big Mac,
but I...

~~ Ithink I'l...
I think I'll think about it.

Mr. T.

Any word from Jan?
Not yet.

Say "hi" from me, eh?

Amazing lady.

Yeah, will do.

Hey, I heard Shay got a job.

Yeah, she has.

Need a lift, old fulla?

Me?

So, itis true.
You are on skid row.
No.

Clearly you had
to sell your car.

I got a lift into town.
I want to get home.

It's as simple as that.
Well, you did send Shay out
to work.

She sent herself out to work.
Oh, tell her I say "hello,"
by the way.

Yeah, all right.

Hey, Zac.
Hannah said something to me
yesterday in Maori

which obviously
I didn't understand.

Uh, it was, um...

He wahine, he whenua,
ka ngaro te tangata?

Yeah, that's it.
I've had that one
used against me a few times.

"For women and land,
men will perish.”

- Land?
- Or money.

Maybe it's more about a woman.

No, no. She said it in regard to
me questioning Woody's invoice.

‘Uh-huh.
Why would she say that?

Well, it's always been
about a woman

when used against me, George.

Danced with anyone lately?

♪ Everybody knows
how much it hurts ♪

Tracey.

Yes, you were.

Hmm.

I was headed for home.

But perhaps this is
where you need to be.

This is a nice surprise.

Spontaneous visit.
Hope you don't mind.

- Why would I mind?
- Well, you might not.

Somebody else might.

That person being?

Woody.
-Ah.
Have you two kissed
and made up yet?

Not yet, but I may have tracked
down the source of the problem.

You've found the money
to pay him? Great.

No, the money isn't the problem.
I have the money.

Even without a job?

The money isn't...

- The problem is you.
- Me?

And him.

Together you are the problem.

Which is due largely to the way
that he feels about you.

You do know how he feels
about you, right?

I have a fair idea, yeah.

I mean...

He's been absolutely wonderful
to me over the years.

And I have cherished
his company as a friend and...

And have you talked about this?

The thing about talking
to Woody,

about anything, let alone love,

is that often when
you've finished talking,

it's not actually any clearer.

Yeah, yeah, I totally get that.

I am such a terrible person.
You? Why?

I've been taking him for granted
this whole time.

I've been abusing
the friendship.

No, no, I don't think it's
as cut and dry as all that.

I mean, this is Woody,
after all.
The important thing, however,
is that you and him

need to sit down
and actually have that talk.

Yeah, I guess we do.

I still don't get how you
got dragged into all this.

Well, it all started with
a discussion that we were having

about lawn care, I guess.
- Lawn care?

Well, lawn mowing and whose job
it is, to be precise.
Oh.

Yeah, and then there was
a misunderstanding about...

About close-dancing at the party

when you were telling me
about the job.

Woody thinks I'm after you?

Yeah, and vice versa.

No, that's not right.

Yeah, exactly.

Which is what
I need to tell him.

And then you need
to talk to him.

If we can find him, that is.

Oh, he's staying at Smilers.

He is?

[ Smiler singing
in foreign language I

The man of words.

Smiler.
Is Woody in?

That depends.

On whether you mean,
is he in the house?

Or is he in good spirits?

Well, hopefully both.

Mm.

Hope is eternal, George Turner.

I shall leave you men
in peace...

to make peace with words.

I go in peace.

Woody.

George.
I think there's been
a misunderstanding.

Well, it's all in there.

- Check for yourself.
- I'm sure it is.

- Check it.
- I don't have to.

Yeah, 40 grand's worth
of something else.

Someone else, then.

Oh, um, no idea what you mean.

The lawn speech at the party,
[finally got it,
what it was actually about.

Maybe it was just about a lawn.

I don't think so.

These bloody drills.
They never fit back together the
same after the clutch is gone.

Woody, look, I've been an idiot,

to have not seen
that you clearly
have strong feelings for Tracey.

And then that I may
have inadvertently

been treading on your toes.
Oh, yeah, if there was
any toe-treading, George,

that would have been
with Tracey,
while you were dancing with her.

Well, strictly speaking,
she was dancing with me

because she wanted to tell me
something in confidence.

She likes you, George, okay?

You don't have to
dance around it.

And I like her.

- See, I knew it.
- As a friend.

But I do not want to have any
kind of relationship with her.

- Yeah, but Jan's gone.
- So what?

So you're a free man,
George Turner,
with an eye for the ladies.

Well, not really,
and not this particular lady!
What, you're saying there's
something wrong with her?

} No!
God almighty, you can
be frustrating sometimes!

Amen to that.
Tracey is lovely,
but she is a friend,

and having just about
screwed up one friendship
by turning it
into something more,

I'm not exactly keen to make
the same mistake again, okay?

So hang on. What are you...
What are you saying?

What I'm saying, Woody, is that
I'm not a man who wants to

or would ever try
and mow another man's lawn.

If indeed there is a lawn
to be mowed here,

that is between you and Tracey.

And the lawn.

And it has nothing
to do with me.

You're not just saying that?

I'm really not just saying that.

I would never do that
to a friend.

Assuming we can
still be friends?

‘Bloody oath, mate.
Come on, come here.

Oh, I've missed you.
And you know what?

Forget about
that stupid invoice.

Okay, no, no, no,
it's not important.

Friendships bigger than money,
right?
A debt is a debt.
1 will be... I will pay it.

-No, forget it.
-No, I'm not going to do that.
If it's written in the book,
it has to be paid.

I don't want your money, George.

What am I going to do
with 40K anyway?

. The business.
Don't forget about the business.

George, I'm not taking
your money.
Yeah, but the business
might need it.

Is there some issue
about a business

that you want to raise with me?

It's just a little venture
me and Smiler are looking into.

- Involving?
- Solar panels.

Yeah, but don't you
worry about it.
Because, you know, you've got
enough problems like bankruptcy.

My finances are fine.
Excellent.

You tell me about
the solar panels.
Well, we're gonna sell them so
that people can catch the rays.

Did you know,
as an energy source,

the sun has been burning
for 4.5 billion years?

That is one hell
of a long-life light bulb.

Right, and you think it's free,
right?

But people need a way
to harness it.

And that's where solar panels
come in.
Right?
Come out here.

That's where solar panels
come in, right?

- And they're not free, George.
- No.

Okay, someone has to sell them,
install them, and maintain them.

I'm in.
What do you mean?

I'm in.

If considering a 40K investment
in your business

helps you take it,
then it's a win-win.

You are a wise man,
George Turner.

And I know I speak
on behalf of Woody

when he says
he feels much better

about this truly elegant
solution.

Great. I'll write a check
as soon as I get home.

You still use checks?

Do they not have
Internet banking in Australia?

Smiler, not the
Internet-banking thing again.

- [ Cellphone rings I
No, no, no...
Hello?

Oh, late on your first shift?
Bad start, bad look.

- Wh... Did we...
- No, I need you down here now.

~~ I'm not sure if...
Beggars can't be choosers,
George.

One Blue Lagoon.

That is remarkably blue.
That has depth.

That is why I stick to beer.
I don't want a blue liver.

My God, that is good.

Where have you been all my life,
George?

And a cosmopolitan for you.

You don't normally drink here,
Brenda.

Too expensive.

But I heard George was mixing,
so I thought I'd, uh,
treat myself.

Enjoy.

Do you do private parties?

Excuse me, folks.

Hi.

Good. Did you guys
sort everything out?

Yes, yes, we did.

Good.

I'm sorry things
got so confusing.
No, I'm sorry.

I should've been more sensitive
to what was going on.

Or what wasn't going on.

He really likes you, Tracey.
And I really like him.

And you need to have
the conversation.

I know, and I promise,
next time I see him, I will.

Good, because he's
right over there.

Seize the day.

Are you going to
abandon your post

every time a hot woman turns up?

Oh, say yes.
A bartender with loose morals

is exactly
what this place needs.

Sorry.
It was for a good cause.

Monty wants another Blue Lagoon.
Apparently only you know how.

Right.
George!

Another one, please, garcon!

How is that?
All right?

I hear there's been
a payout made

in the Woody vs. Turner lawsuit.
A storm in a teacup.

Still,
you've got to be looking

for some cash flow, George.

Can I get you a drink, Big Mac?
How about a bottle of champagne?

After you accept
my generous offer.

Bartending, George?

You're not 25 anymore.

George,
more Blue Lagoons, please.

More beer, thanks, George.

- Come on.
- Come on, come on.

Come on, Georgie.
Come on, off you go.

I saw you dancing
with him, so I don't know.

I just... 1got...
I got a little bit jealous.

And, man, I did not like that

Especially when there's nothing
to be jealous of.

Yes, I know, okay.
Ugly and stupid.

Here, come on.

We really should have had this
conversation a long time ago.

Yeah, I reckon.

They're weird things, eh?

Seagulls?
What?

Oh, sorry, you were looking
off in the distance.

I thought... I thought
you were looking at seagulls.

- Were you not?
- No, I meant feelings.

Oh, yeah, yeah.
Feelings, yeah.

-Seagulls are pretty weird, too.

‘The thing about them
is that nothing's ever simple,

even when, apparently,
they are simple.

I mean, you and me
have been such good friends
for such a long time,

and I'm scared that if we change
that, then we'll lose that.

Right, yeah, no.

And we wouldn't
want to lose that.

No way.

No, I wouldn't, ‘cause it's
way too important to me.

Yeah, yeah, me too.

Should we...

Yeah.

I'm applying
for the principal's job.

Oh, Bevan's leaving?

There was shagging involved.
It's not important.

Oh, right.
Sorry.
Made you realize that you still
had feelings for him and...

What? No!
God, good riddance.

The thing is that, you know,
I'm applying for this job,
and it's such a big deal.

And it's this huge process
I have to go through

and all these interviews,

and I've got so much
working against me,

like the inherent ageism and
sexism of the education system.

I really just need to focus on
what I want and how to get it.

So you know what I need
right now, Woody?

I'm guessing
not a new boyfriend.

I need my friends.

All of them.

- Are you okay with that?
- Yeah.

Absolutely.

Absolutely.

You're going to be
running a school.

- That is gonna be intense.
- Yes, if I get it.

Which you must.
Top priority, Trace.

You know, there's not
going to be time.

You know, it wouldn't be fair
on the relationship.

It would be putting pressure
on it.

- It'd be doomed.
- Doomed.

Doomed.

No. Absolutely.

Come on,
we should get back inside.

Sometimes goodbyes happen

when they were never meant to.

Such is life.

Bon voyage.

The end.

Milk.

Oh, you're back in your chair.

Back where I belong.

And up early.
Renewed enthusiasm now I have

resolved my employment issues.

So they're pleased
to have you back?

Especially now he's clear

his wife doesn't need to know
about the affair.

Oh. You didn't have to
throw any hand grenades?

No.

Well, it is very nice to see you
back in your happy place.

It is.

So that column
you just sent me...

My final column.
Sorry, no.
I reversed your dismissal.

So write it again and deliver me
some classic George Turner.

Just like that?

Just like that.

Actually, I may be too busy.

Big Mac offered you a job.
Means nothing.
You can do both.

Only takes you a couple of hours
to whip up a column.

Your good ones, anyway.

Well, thank you, I think.

You've got 24 hours.

“What?

Thanks.

Mm.

An end can only mean one thing.

The chance of a new beginning.

For it can take a crisis
to bring into focus
the things that are
really important...

Ka-pow!

Like friendships.
And this curious friendship

that exists
between writer and reader,

one that we take for granted.

Why is this milk so much heavier
than stuff that isn't milk?

No, it's a question of volume.

No.
You feel it.

Yeah, it is kind of heavier.

Told you.

And appreciated
for what it is...

A shared experience
and a chance to say thank you

for taking part in that sharing.

For like many things in life,
we take them for granted.

But as the saying goes,

"You never know what you've got
until it's gone."

Monty,
the story is about George.

BN Oh, right.

Because endings are,
by definition, finite,

whereas new beginnings...

bring infinite possibilities.

:::::: www.hiqve.com ::::::