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[women grunting]
- Cut his pants off.
Jamie, wake up!
His leg is bleeding,
so unless you want to let another man die,
cut off his pants.
Jamie!
- Stop, halt, by the powers vested in me by Wellness,
I command you to hand over the man.
- Go fuck yourself.
- What's wrong with you?
- We're not going to turn him over
so they can disappear him and perm us?
- This man isn't sick.
He looks hot, ripply, hairy, which I find very unattractive.
We need to tell Wellness.
- Oh, you you go ahead.
You try it.
You fucking try it.
- Jamie?
- Pip, this is like Elliot finding E.T., okay?
- This is nothing like Elliot finding E.T.
We could get permed for this.
Is that what you want?
To lose a chunk of your frontal lobe
and eat boiled silverbeet every day?
- Like my mother?
- Look, if we take him in, we could get rewarded for this.
Oh my Goddess.
I would be nominated for the committee for sure.
[fabric ripping]
[Pip gagging]
- Oh, shit.
- Alex, keep the pressure on.
- That's it, I'm getting in the truck.
- No, he's bleeding out.
He'll die if we don't help him right now, Pip.
Hold him down,
now!
Okay, Alex, are you ready?
- Mm-hmm. - Wait.
[Jaime grunts]
- [Jaime] Okay, keep the pressure on.
- Dude, you're gonna faint.
- I'm not your dude.
I'm gonna get in the truck.
[intense, dramatic music]
[birds chirping]
[cows mooing]
[car horn beeps]
[car tires crunching]
- Shit, Wellness car. - What?
Let me see.
- [Michelle] Jaime?
- Why's she got a clipboard? - Yoohoo?
- Yoohoo?
- Oh God, my baby safe inspection.
- No Pip. - You gotta you stay.
You're blissed remember?
Pip, no wait.
[door slams]
Wait, wait, wait.
- It's unwell not to tell them.
- Look, you were the one who ran him over, okay?
You smashed his face with a water bottle.
- It's an eco canteen.
- Please, please, please don't do this now.
- If we don't do this now, they'll punish us do this.
- If you do do this now,
they could suspend my place in the lottery,
and I've tried for so long Pip, please.
- Wellness wouldn't do that.
- Are you sure about that.
- [Michelle] Ah, there you are.
- Hello. - Welcome.
- I've knocked a few times.
Did you go around, did you?
[birds chirping]
Okay, well, I'll put the jug on shall I?
- Please, Pip, for me.
- So it says here that you run a small business dairy farm.
Is that right?
- Yep, it is.
And that you have 20 cows?
- Yep, well, 20 is plenty. [chuckles]
- Is it?
- Well I mean, you know, one one actually died
the other day, so we're actually down to 19.
- 19
- Yes, I don't know why,
I said tha but,
It's actually nearly 20.
'cause ones gonna give birth soon so.
- So what should I, 19 and a half?
- Yeah, 19 and a half, great.
- Good.
And Pip, what is your role in all of this?
- Well Pip, actually she's not involved.
Not in the cow stuff,
but she's part of the family of course,
'cause we love and we trust her
and she'll always be there for us.
- And then it says that sister-in-law, Alex, lives with you?
She's currently been blissed for civil negativity.
- Her sister-in-law.
Yeah, she's not related to me.
- Not related to you?
- No, but we love and we trust her the same
as we love and we trust Pip.
- So, where is Alex right now?
- She's sleeping in lately. - Uh, we don't know
Uh, she woke up actually.
- Yeah, she's definitely not in the shed.
- Don't say that. - Say something.
- We don't know, we don't know, so um.
- Do you usually have trouble keeping track
of people on your property?
Especially those who are vulnerable
and who require supervision?
- No.
[eerie music]
[intense music]
[paper rustling]
- Ma?
[intense, eerie music]
[Alex screaming]
- [gasps] what was that?
- Oh, cows on heat. [chuckles]
Don't you just love this baby room?
I had a baby son before, but of course I uh...
- Of course, of course, of course.
- Jaime maybe you should go check on the cows.
You should make sure that they're not
too aroused or anything.
- That's not really a thing.
So you know, why don't you go check on the cows
if you're so concerned?
- I'm not involved in the cows remember?
- Okay, why don't we all go and check on the cows?
- What, now?
- Now would be perfect.
[intense music]
- Who are you?
How did you survive?
You're hurt, okay.
Just calm the fuck down.
Wait, wait, no, no, no.
Don't go out there!
Wellness is out there.
You won't like Wellness.
I said no, don't do it!
[Alex screams]
[man grunting]
- The farm would be strictly off limits to a sprog,
so we don't uh
- That would make attachment mothering rather difficult.
- We don't need to see the farm.
[loud crashing]
[man grunting]
[intense music]
[Alex screams]
- Get off!
[Man screaming]
- There really is nothing to see in there.
- And you're wearing white,
you don't want to get your pant suit dirty.
- Yeah.
[intense music]
[Alex straining]
[Man grunting]
- There's hay in there and the door's really heavy.
[door squealing]
[soft pounding]
- Hey there.
- Oh my Goddess.
I could have sworn.
[Alex squeals]
[grunting]
- This is an amazing paintbrush.
[heavy breathing]
- You two.
Come here, come here.
I can't even begin to comprehend
how ashamed of her you must be.
Well done.
Yeah?
Well done.
- We do what we can.
- We do what is right.
- Um Michelle? - Yes?
- Do you think seeing as were going the same way maybe?
- What's that?
- Do you think maybe I could ger a ride to work?
- Oh, I would it's just that this is a committee vehicle.
- Oh I didn't know.
- Of course you didn't, okay just yeah.
Okay, bye.
- Hey, thank you.
Thank you, thank you, thank you.
[car horn beeps]
- You owe me.
- Hey, I gotta go into to town.
- I'll look after him.
[eerie music]
[breathing heavily]
[man screams]
[choking]
- Listen Bobby.
I know we got off to a rough start,
but lets not dwell on the past, okay?
What is this?
Why do you have this photo?
What do you want from this woman?
You better start talking,
or I start using this again.
- I'll only talk to her.
- Well you can't.
- Well than I can't talk.
[electricity zaps]
[Chuckling]
Is that suppose to scare me?
Boo!
- Fuck.
[keyboard clacking]
- Jaime Wu?
I think there's been a bit of a mix up here.
[phone ringing]
- Wellness Center, be your best, be free, Pip speaking
- [Jaime] Pip, I didn't make the repopulation lottery.
- What?
- I didn't make it to the next stage.
- But Michelle was fine when she left.
- [Jaime] Do you think there could have been a mix up
in the files or something?
[humming]
- Oh, oh God.
- [Jaime] Maybe I don't deserve.
- Stop, stop.
You do deserve this.
Look if at first you don't succeed,
robustly dialogue the merits of trying again.
- Yeah, well I'm not feeling very robust.
- [Pip] But you will.
We can dialogue about this tonight.
So, go whip some cream and we'll watch a movie
like old times, okay?
- Jesus.
- [Pip] Okay?
- Yes, oh.
- Hello.
[eerie music]
[Crashing]
- Wake up.
I'm gonna make this easier for both of us.
This is temporary self releasing medication.
It goes in the base of your neck.
- Fuck!
- If you struggle its gonna hurt more.
This'll make you feel great.
Believe me,
all warm and fuzzy.
- What the fuck are you, hmm?
Some kind of psychotic surgeon?
- No, but I used to be dental hygienist.
[intense music]
Hold still! - Get away from me!
- Hold Still!
- Don't do this!
No!
[intense music]
- Don't do this, please.
[Alex screams]
[gasping loudly]
[suspenseful music]
[Alex screams]
[glass shatters]
[heavy breathing]
[humming]
[Knocking]
- Come.
[hinges squeak]
- Sorry, I can come back, sorry.
- You're here now.
- It's just that you said, you're door's always open.
- So, it is.
Speak your heart.
- My best friend was drawn fro the reproductive lottery.
- [gasps] blessings abound.
- Well, she didn't make it to the next stage.
- Oh, I'm so sorry.
- See, I think Jaime would make an excellent candidate.
See?
- Oh, I love a good mind map.
- Me too.
So, as you can see here,
she's been a mother before so she would know how to do it,
but then she's also great skin and hair.
So, just really strong genes.
And of course great support from great friends.
So, I just thought that maybe
there had been possibly some sort of mix up?
- Mix up?
- Yes, like you know Michelle had
put Jaime's name on the wrong list or
some of the files got smudged with yogurt or something
- That is so interesting.
Almost sounds like you're casting aspersions
on one of our Wellness Committee members.
- Oh, no, no, no.
Michelle's amazing, I love her.
- She's a paragon of abundance and light.
- Totally, yeah.
It's just that I couldn't help but overhear you
talking to Doc Harvey in the boardroom the other day.
- What did you hear?
- You said that securing an abundant future
was your top priority and I just think Jaime
could be hugely abundant for our future.
- I love your pants.
They make you look so fruitful.
- Oh. [chuckles]
- Did you make them yourself?
- Yeah. - Thought so.
- Thank you for your truth speak Pip.
I'll look into it.
[humming]
- So, she's gone then?
Your mother?
- Yeah.
This person is gone.
- They did that to her, didn't they?
What you just tried to do to me.
- Worse.
They put a drill in her brain,
for her own good, of course.
Permanent bliss to kill her delusional trauma
about male survivors.
You came four years and 22 days too late.
[inhales deeply]
- She was the key.
- To what?
- I guess I'll never know now will I?
- We're you in quarantine?
All the men in quarantine died,
how did you survive?
All this time,
I thought my mom was crazy.
- Well, she wasn't.
There are more of us, survivors.
And now we're being hunted.
[intense music]
- Why didn't I make the lottery?
- Sweet glory, mother of Christ.
What?
- My application was unsuccessful.
- Really?
[women laughing]
- My Pippy Shortstocking.
Thanks for coming by.
- Of course.
- Thank you for speaking your concern
regarding certain repopulation processes.
As it happens, there was a clerical error.
- So, it wasn't you who rejected me?
- Why in the name of all life giving vulva's would I?
No way, no you're ovaries, they are pretanaturaly prime,
we should be creaming those canals every year.
Oh. - What is it?
- You see Jaime should never have been eligible
for the lottery in the first place.
I have no idea how her name got on the list,
but thank you so much for picking it up.
She's been permanently canceled now,
because of your truth speak.
Here's a top tip, my little Pip,
let me worry about our abundant future.
You worry about whether your friends fit into yours.
[intense music]
[liquid pouring]
[emotional A capella music]
[whisk beating]
[Jaime crying]
[Jaime screams]
[crashing]
[door slams]
- We got 'em.
We got em' good.
- What?
- The man, his name is Bobby.
He knows things.
He's not really told me yet,
but when he does, bam! [claps]
They're done!
Wellness and Lane are done.
Who'd have thought, a man could answer our problems?
[emotional A capella music]
[door slams]
- Bobby?
Bobby?
It's Bobby isn't it?
I'm Jaime, nice to meet you.
Look, I know this seems kind of sudden,
but I need your help, okay?
I don't wanna sex you, I just want your sperms okay?
We do this with the cows all the time.
See?
You don't need to aim into that, you can't.
But you could um,
you could use this.
I'll clean it for you.
Here you go.
[breathing shakily]
Can you just take it.
Take it.
Okay.
So what sort of things do you like?
Dancing?
Everyone likes dancing.
[Jaime humming]
God, you must be ready to explode,
how hot is this?
[Jaime crying]
Do you like that?
[door squealing]
- What are you doing?
Put that away.
Oh my Goddess.
Eight years without you and we're fine,
in one day we're back to this.
Shame on you.
Shame on you!
[Jaime sobs]
- Shh, we can dialogue.
- About what?
There's nothing to talk about, okay?
I can never have a child again ever, the end.
[somber music]
- I'm sorry.
- It's not your fault.
I just don't know if I can do this anymore.
Do you know what happens to cows
if they're not milking or pregnant?
I shoot them.
- Okay, I can fix this.
Okay, let me fix this.
Just go wait in the house.
- What?
- Just go.
Go inside the house and wait.
[These Boots Were Made for Walkin' plays]
- All right.
♪ You keep saying you got somethin' for me ♪
♪ Something you call love but confess ♪
♪ You've been a messin'
♪ where you shouldn't have been messin' ♪
- Oh my God.
Thank you, oh my God.
- Yes, Goddess.
Just go do the thing before it goes off.
- Yeah.
♪ And that's just what they'll do ♪
♪ One of these days the boots
♪ Are gonna walk all over you
♪ Yeah
♪ You keep lying when you oughta be truthin' ♪
♪ You keep losing when you oughta not bet ♪
♪ You keep samin' when you oughta be changin' ♪
♪ Now what's right is right
♪ You ain't been right yet
♪ These boots are made for walking ♪
♪ And that's just what they'll do ♪
♪ One of these days these boots ♪
♪ Are gonna walk all over you
[intense, suspenseful music]
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