All language subtitles for Outrageous Fortune s06e02 Do Your Mothers Commandment

Let her go!

Let her go, you bastard!

There's been a week here.

You are?

Bailey Wilson.

I thought you were arrested at the same
time.

I fucking sure was.

Why don't you tell me about it?

Gerard has died.

Oh, my fucking God.

Sure west you are charged with the
murder of Detective Sergeant Zane

going to plead guilty and have this over
with.

What's going on?

In that case, you are found guilty of
the charge.

You are remanded for sentencing and...

Seven weeks.

Cheryl.

Bailey Wilson.

We met.

Yeah, you're Van's lawyer. I know who
you are.

What's happened? Has he done something
stupid?

You haven't stopped this up for him,
have you?

Van's fine.

It'd be great if he answered his phone
more often, but he's fine.

Please.

No, they said that my lawyer needed to
see me, and Des Stewart is my lawyer.

sentencing. Yeah, well, that's what
happens when you're guilty.

It doesn't have to.

With the right representation, you could
vacate your guilty plea.

Yeah, I know what that means, and I
don't want to. That was a mistake,

You're under a lot of stress. I knew
what I was doing.

You couldn't be the first person who
made a wrong plea. You had this badly

advised. I wasn't.

That's a legal argument.

Well, I can make and win. Yeah, and
you're not listening to a fucking word

saying, which is a shitload about your
skills as a lawyer.

Well, you may want to reconsider
changing your plea.

You definitely should.

And when you do... Pasta.

Fair to say that certain people in this
house are not pulling their weight, so

as of today, we will be getting
ourselves out of this mess.

From now on, more than ever, we need to
pull together as a family, and that

applies to each and every one of you.
That would be all two of us?

This will involve everyone doing their
fair share around the house, but not

Wayne, because you always do way more
than your fair share.

What? He gets off.

So, I've written up a roster of duties.

From now on, even if you are dying, you
will do your chores. I don't believe

this. I've also got a list of very
important things that need to be

Someone needs to keep an eye on Van.
Why?

Because he's drinking heavily and that
could be a sign he's going to go all

weird again.

Mark the pig!

Drinking puts Van in a happy place, like
smoking deck and porn.

No, no, he cannot be in a happy place,
not with Mum away.

Morning.

Were you sleeping in the bath again?

Eh? You're just in time for the Pascal
Does Cheryl show.

Oh, I like the sound of that.

Right, I'm out of here.

Thank you for listening, Wayne. Have a
great day.

No, and I'm not finished with you yet.

First you need to sort your problems
with Hayden. It's already sorted.

Now, what do you think Mum would feel
about it?

Haven't you already told her? No,
because we can't upset her, not when

away. What?

It's all this away crap.

Mum is in jail, in the can, doing time,
and one from now on speech doesn't make

you mum. You are such a bitch. Hey, hey,
hey, girls, girls.

Now's the time we're all going to pull
together. Oh, get off, you pervert.

And if I catch you sleeping in the bath
one more time, I will kill you. Well,

it's very cramped in that caravan.

Since when is a caravan more cramped
than a bar? Well, it's a very small

caravan. No, you have freeloaded from
here long enough.

What? You heard me. You're going.

What if I come up with a little bit of
board?

50 doing?

No.

Okay.

Thanks.

You have to the end of the week. Well,
oh, now, come on. Have a heart.

And you want me to keep an eye on Van
Wye?

Because he could drink himself into bad
places like Black Hole Terrifica. Oh,

come on, not even Van's that stupid.

Hello, who stole a cop car?

Yeah, okay, that was pretty dumb.

And it falls on you because no one else
in this family is mature enough.

What about Loretta? Well, she doesn't
care about anyone else. And I can't

Wayne, who's been an absolute pill of
salt.

Yeah, good old Wayne. Look, I'll check
in on Van when I can.

Oh, great.

Taking charge of this family is really
challenging, but with your help, it's

making things so much easier.

Are you taking charge?

Yeah, someone has to.

Good on you.

Barry, isn't that your lawyer?

Oh, yeah.

Man, as far as legal counsel goes, she's
pretty hot, eh?

Can't say that, man.

It's the lawyer.

You're a hard guy to track down.

Yeah, I've been busy, eh?

You're too busy to answer your phone.

Don't you want these charges to go away?

There's no point in that, because I'm
going to plead guilty like my mum.

Why the fuck would you do that?

To support my mum.

And to show the cops, you know, once and
for all, that guilty doesn't mean

guilty.

So this is about solidarity.

It's about showing the cops.

And all a guilty plea will show the
police is that you want to go to jail.

As I told you, assaulting a police
officer on top of your record, it's

year. And how's that going to help
Munter?

I'm cool, eh, lady?

Expecting a baby, aren't you?

Yeah, can't wait.

And your partner, Casey, she's on a
serious charge.

Threatening to kill a police officer.

No, no, no, it was just in a manner of
speaking.

Leave him alone, you pig bastard, or
I'll kill you.

She's out out here.

Don't you think your mum would prefer it
with her friends and family out of

jail? And how do you know what my mum
thinks?

I've spoken to her.

Oh.

If you all join together, I think we can
make this go away.

What do you mean, like totally go away?

Get the charges dropped.

And if anyone else is in.

Yeah, well, I'm kind of liking the sound
of that one, eh, bro?

And this is what my mum wants?

Totally.

But I need everyone on board.

Can you do that?

Show me the solidarity and we stick it
to the cops.

My way.

Yep.

Okay, see, I'm into that.

Fuck! It makes a lot of sense to sleep
in the bath when your caravan's filled

with stolen heat pumps.

Oh, stolen?

What if the cops come back?

The cops have been over this place with
a fine tooth comb. This is the last

place I think of looking now.

I'll give you 200 bucks a unit.

Piss off.

I sure hope Roster Craze Pascal doesn't
decide to come and clean Grandpa's

caravan today.

She wouldn't. Oh, she could.

Anytime. You dog me in.

Pascal loves to clean. Sometimes there's
just no stopping her.

You would be out of the house so fast.
You're really throwing me out. Yeah,

well, for 200 a unit, I could maybe help
you with that.

You?

Well, help me. I'm sure he could come to
some arrangement.

250.

How's Janie? Is she missing me?

She's OK. She's been hanging out with
Hayden.

You read her?

Sure.

Pascal's working us into a domestic
frenzy.

Oh, God.

At least she's making the effort.

So, did you bring the bank statements?

I need to close this one down and this
one, and I guess transfer all of this

into the joint account.

Oh, and it's on my car.

Well, it's only going to add value.

Jesus, woman, you're not dead.

Yeah, I fucked up. I'm paying the price.

What, do you think you're the only one?

Wayne, what's done is done.

You know, I've got to be practical about
this.

Right.

Fine.

So, man, are we all set?

Yeah. Yeah, I've got them all here.
Sweet. So come.

Hey, you fellas, shut up.

Hey! So,

this is Bailey.

That's what I'm telling you it's all
about.

And she's going to get us all off our
charges and get Grandpa out of prison.

How are you going to do that?

It's a strength in numbers scenario.

Yeah, it's like a tight five.

Yeah, but there's seven of us. Okay, so
it'll be a tight seven, Casey.

It's the same set of facts, same
circumstance.

You all stick together and I use it as
leverage.

How old are you, my dear?

Is that important?

My Ted needs the bed.

I am the bed.

No disrespect, lady, but I'm pretty
comfortable with the courtroom lingo.

It's Aaron, isn't it? I can defend
myself.

I'm a law -talking, street -fighting
man.

Aaron, shut your fucking face.

I already have representation from Mrs.
Filani's cousin, who'll exchange legal

services for a lawnmower.

You're worried about cost?

It's a cultural matter.

Well, I want you all to feel
comfortable.

So I'm offering my services at no
charge.

Kids in three?

And the next round's on me.

Oh, since you put it that way, she has
an astute legal mind. All right.

Mine's a gimlet.

Great.

So, yeah, it's cool you're doing it for
free.

I just want to defend the little guy,
Ben.

Oh, yeah.

So you're not going to defend Filani?

What?

He's quite big.

And Grandpa's pretty tall as well. Ben,
I mean you.

Oh.

I'd hate to see a cute guy like you end
up in jail.

All right.

Thanks.

But if we're going to win this, we need
everyone on board.

Pascal didn't show.

Can you help me with that? Yeah.

Yeah, sure.

Yeah, because as her older brother,
apart from Jethro, she pretty much does

I say.

Excellent. Yeah.

I really want to get you off, Sam.

Well?

Well what, Pascal?

Look around you, Loretta. What do you
see?

Judd didn't do his dishes.

No. You are the one that's rostered on.
Look.

But I didn't cook the fryer.

But you ate it.

So? So a roster is a roster. It doesn't
work if people don't do their rostering.

Maybe we need a new system. Those who
make the mess should clean it up. Thank

you, Eric.

Why are you agreeing with Eric?

Because I think his idea is way better
than yours.

But it wouldn't be teamwork.

Somehow I just don't care.

There's no I in team, Lorena. But there
is a you in fuck off.

Eric? I'd love to stay and chat, but...
Where are you going?

Downstairs. With Eric?

Yeah.

No, come... Hey, little Sith.

You remember Bailey, right? Not really.

See, that's because you didn't come to
the meeting.

Does it look like I have time to worry
about a stupid, offensive language

charge? Okay, okay, okay. So that's
exactly what I thought. But then, see,

Bailey, she explained it differently.

Our mother is away.

In bad taste, if I might have charged
it.

Yes, but see, if we all stick
together... No!

Look, well, we'll see about that. No, we
won't. Yes, we will, because you have

to do as you're told.

Says who?

Says me.

Ben, are you completely stoned?

No. No.

No. You've got to do what I say because
I'm your oldest brother, man. No, you're

not.

Ben, cut off.

Back off.

She must be on the rag.

It's okay.

I have nothing to say to you. I know. I
just wanted to say that I think it's

admirable. Offensive language is
admirable.

It's the way of filling your mother's
shoes. It can't be anything.

Yeah, and that's why I'm too busy to
bother about statements and court

appearances and interviews.

Well, you have a family depending on
you.

Yeah, that's right.

But if you were to join me, there'd be
no need for a court case.

How does that work?

I just need to get your side of what
happened.

I've already told you what happened.

Why did you throw it, Gerard?

Because he had no right to throw at my
sister's wedding.

Not that a marriage is anything special
and it's over already, but he only did

it because he was mad at me for breaking
up with him.

And why did you do that?

Because I was in love with somebody
else.

And he couldn't accept that. No, he
started stalking me and texting me and

beating people up. So I made a complaint
about him and then he just went all

spazzy and that's what stuffed
everything up.

You know, Pascal, if you could just put
that in a statement, we could make this

whole mess go away.

Hi, Mum.

You're running a tight ship, I hear.

I've done 14 loads of washing, including
vans, and I've cleaned out all the

cupboards, even the very whiffy hot
water cupboard, which actually turned

be a pair of dodgy undies that Grandpa's
stashed in there. You're a good girl.

So you needn't worry about anything, OK,
Mum? Just worry about yourself and

being strong.

Sorry, how's Janie?

She's fine.

Just by having a selfish and useless
mother.

My name?

Oh, nothing.

What is that with Larissa? Nothing.

Nothing, nothing at all.

Pascal, I may be in here, but I want to
know everything.

Mum, everything is amazing, OK? I
promise.

And now that Bailey's representing
everyone... Everyone?

Yeah, everyone who got charged, even
Grandpa.

Hold on, everyone is using Van's lawyer?

Yeah, isn't it great? And it's one less
thing for you to worry about.

So, you feeling all right?

What?

Or with the whole mum thing?

We all need to stay cool.

Yeah, I'm cool.

Cooler than you.

Good.

Don't freak out about your court case,
alright? You might not go to jail.

I'm not doing any time.

Not even a fine.

Well, man, you have to be realistic.

Well, no, I don't. Because Bailey, my
lawyer, says that if you can call her a

lawyer, she's the best.

She was crap in law school, man.

Here's hoping she's better in court, eh?
Well, we're not going to court, dummy.

She's going to get me off.

She told you that?

Oh, yeah. She tells me everything.

And I tell her everything.

It's called full exposure, Jethro.

Well, it's disclosure, Van, but she
really shouldn't be making you promises

can't keep.

Yeah, well, Bailey would know, all
right? Because she's a practicing

which is more than you.

You don't practice anymore, Jethro.
That's why you're crap.

Everyone knows that if you want to get
good at something... You've got to

practice. That explains why you're an
expert wanker.

No.

And you're a dick.

You can't come round here and drink all
my beers and call me a wanker, cock.

I'm trying to help you, Van.

Yeah, well, I don't need your help, all
right? I've got the best lawyer in town

and everyone knows she's the best.
That's why she's representing everyone

as well.

She's representing all of you? Yep.

Even Grandpa?

Yep. Tight seven, that's us.

Jesus Christ, I don't believe it.

Yep. Jethro, what the fuck's going on
with this Bailey chick?

My God, Jethro wept. Bailey?

Wow.

They actually gave you this?

I did what I had to.

Yeah, from memory.

That involved large quantities of vodka
and the chundermile, right? What

university education is complete without
a double major in binge drinking?

Vomiting into your handbag, drink talks.

Oh, you were there.

You're something of a legend.

Though, not for your legal insights.

You might impress Van, because, well,
it's easy. But using him to get to my

mother... Am I being warned off?

You do have some insight after all.

Cheryl can make up her own mind.

Okay, let me be clearer.

The average law school blowjob queen
doesn't represent my mother.

And what are you using your degree for
these days, Jethro?

Handling women's underwear?

If you drop Pascal and Van in it, I'll
sue you.

Well, I'll take that on board, panty
boy.

Good girl.

Anyway, it's good you're here.

You helped Pascal with her harassment
complaint against Gerard, right?

So?

I need to get a statement about that.

Oh, piss off.

I thought you wanted to help your
family.

Why is Dante's lot?

What are you doing down there?

It's my room.

So it's when?

Loretta has extended the hand of human
kindness.

Why would you give Smelly Eric your
office? A city on! It's what Mum would

Helping out our oldest family friend.
No.

From now on, it's all about pulling
together as a family.

No, you are up to something.

What would I possibly get up to with
pervy old Eric?

Knock, knock. Hey, are we still good for
the... Laundry?

Yeah. Filani?

Just in time.

What is happening here?

Filani and Eric are helping me out with
my chores. You're not rusted on.

Well, it's all about pulling together,
is it? No, what is going on down there?

Nothing, nothing at all.

Okay, Eric and Loretta, they are up to
something downstairs, and I think it

be illegal because Filani is there too.

And you want me to do what?

Throw Eric out for starters, talk to
Loretta.

Things are just going from bad to worse
in this house.

Things are just going back the way they
were, aren't they?

That's not a good thing.

Maybe it's just inevitable.

And what would Mum think?

It would seem that your mother couldn't
care less.

That is not true. Then why did she opt
for ten years when she didn't have to?

Well, because... Because she wants to do
her own thing.

And why not do the same?

Look out for yourself, let the others do
what they want.

We've all got to move on sometime.

Move on?

Oh, my God, are you thinking of leaving?

What's keeping me here, Pascal?

Bro, have you noticed Bailey's hands?

Her hands knock onto her ears, bro.

They're real strong, eh?

In a lady kind of way.

The kind of hands that they... I can
handle it.

No, no, that you're going to be looked
after, you know?

Well, she's a pretty awesome look. She's
going to get us off, bro.

Getting us off, that is going to be
good.

Hey, how about when she's saying legal
shit, her eyes, they go hard, but then

they're also soft at the same time, you
know?

Like polyurethane.

Polyurethane? Yeah, you know how it's
all runny in the tin, but then when it

goes on the floor, it's hard.

You're sweet on him, man.

What? We don't need to be a dick. She's
my lawyer. You're crushing on your

lawyer. I'm not crushing on my lawyer.
It's professional.

Yes, you are. It's professional. Hi,
Ben.

Bailey. Hey.

Hi. How are you?

Good. Hi, Munter.

Hey, can I get you a drink?

No, but a cocktail.

Right? I could do that.

A Bailey's for a Bailey. Yes. Actually,
I'd love a beer.

Oh, a beer?

Well, that's very cool.

I'll grab you a glass, leave you two to
talk, eh? Yeah.

So, Ben.

Bailey.

You wanted to meet for?

I just wanted to say that everything is
cool.

And you couldn't say that over the
phone?

Well, yes, I could. But I just wanted to
say it to your face.

You wanted to look you in the eye, you
know?

Polyurethane eyes.

Don't listen to him. He's a retard. But
if you did want to talk about the

details of the case or anything.

And maybe we could grab a bite. I know
this Chinese place.

It's awesome. And you can sit down and
everything.

I love Chinese.

Really? But I've got to meet with the
prosecution tomorrow.

I need an early night.

Okay.

Thanks for the beer.

Ciao,

guys. Goodbye, baby.

Did you hear that? What?

She speaks Chinese.

She is pretty amazing, Bo. Yes.

Ben likes his lawyer.

Ben likes his lawyer.

Shut up. Ben likes his lawyer.

Shut up.

Shut up.

I was just heading out. Well, you can't
because we have a crisis.

Right, the Bailey thing. What were you
thinking? No, not... Bailey, I like

Bailey.

Okay, look, Van is a moron, but that
doesn't mean the rest of you have...

is thinking of leaving.

What, moving out?

Yes. Isn't it terrible?

About fucking time.

What? I thought I had your support.

What, for Judd? No, for holding this
family together.

He's not family.

He's Mum's lovely boyfriend.

Yeah, and she's going away for ten
years.

Don't say that. Well, it's the truth.
And you think Wayne should hang around

ten years. More to the point, do we want
him to?

Yes, because Wayne is so nice.

Girl, get real.

We've tolerated him for mum, and now
she's not here.

You're so evil, you know that?

Just telling it like it is. Come on.

box of whatever.

Oh, Fiona's just trying to flog some
shit. Yeah, he pumps, actually, but we

no, not at any price. Don't come back
here, mongrel.

How dare you sell stolen goods out of
this house?

I'm not.

Just because Mum is not here does not
give you the right to start breaking the

rules. No, don't deny it, Loretta.

And also, don't think for one minute
that your selfish and illegal activities

not what's driving Wayne away.

What? I haven't done anything to Wayne.
He's thinking of giving up on us, and if

he does, it is all your fault. My fault.

You cannot do this to mum. Mum is not
here.

Yeah, and then it's all the more reason
to know. So why shouldn't we sell shit?

Do what we want. Set up a new Galleria
in the front room if we want to. Because

you know what? When mum pleaded guilty,
she gave up on the rules. So now there

are no rules. And if you want to blame
someone, blame mum for being a fucking

quitter.

Lavender infused with a hash ball at the
tip.

Light both ends.

Preheat.

Then, ignition.

And, bam.

Suck on that sweet mother of a hit,
followed by a mellow afterglow.

Rush to the server for a special
occasion, Bernie. Here we are.

Oi.

So what's the special occasion?

The good news, bro.

What good news?

Don't be an egg, man. The best news,
man. We got off.

Charges dropped, bro. Your sweet
-looking lawyer came through. Bitch, you

rep when she rang. Bitch, you wanted to
touch all over her.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. What do you mean, we?

Bang! Woo!

What a triumph!

I admit I doubted her plenty years, but
she came through.

So you've all heard, then? Yeah, Mrs.
Larnie sends a big dollar for sharing

legal sex pot.

She's not my sex pot.

My bad.

My bad.

Let's all raise our glasses to the
lawyer with the polyurethane eyes.

And what about Pascal?

Has she heard?

Bailey called her first. She's delighted
and so pleased for Ted.

Must have been some deal she cut. Why
wouldn't Bailey call me?

Bro, she's just playing it cool, man.
You know, not because you came on a bit

strong with the whole Chinese thing. Oh,
Ben, you should have gone Thai.

Chicks love Thai. It's not so stodgy.

Whatever. Or... What?

Well, I'm not saying this is the case,
but with any deal process, there always

has to be a sacrificial lamb.

What? A sacrificial what? Lamb, dude. As
in, lamb to the slaughter.

Van, you're a very noble man to make the
sacrifice.

No, I didn't.

That's not fair.

I'm sure she tried.

Yeah. With her firm but feminine hands.

Oh, my God.

How could you do this to me?

Yeah, that sucks, bro. She knows you're
sweet on her. Yeah, it should have gone

tight.

Van. Like the thingy?

Yeah, well, it's great what you've done
for everyone else.

Getting them all off.

Couldn't have done it without you.

Yeah, see, I helped you out and
everything, and then you go and make me

sacrificial ham. What's that all about?

Sacrificial what? Ham, as in, like, ham
to the slaughter.

You said I wasn't going to do time.

But you're a free man.

Okay.

I called you.

No, you didn't. Well, your mobile always
goes straight to answer phone, so I

left a message.

Yeah, well, I do need to top up.

My officer said maybe we could grab that
bite to eat tonight.

Yeah? Yeah.

Keen to try your Chinese place.

Right, well, I was thinking Thai.

Thai for pussy.

Yeah.

Yeah, it is, eh?

I'll meet you later, then.

Mm -hm. Well, text me the details when
you've topped up.

OK.

Hey, Bailey.

Thanks.

Thank me later.

So Van's lawyer got you all off?

Shit.

It's good.

Come on.

A smile wouldn't hurt.

How can I smile about getting off stupid
charges when you might be in here for,

like, forever?

It shouldn't even be you in here. Zane
coming to that wedding was all my fault

and now it's all gone to crap.

What crap?

Everything. Jethro is being his usual
evil self.

Loretta and Hayden have split up.

Since when? I mean, I didn't want to
worry Mum, but now Loretta is fencing

pumps with Eric and Filani. Jesus.

And I've tried to fix everything. I've
tried to make everything right.

It's too hard, and I can't blame Wayne
for wanting to move out.

Wayne's moving out?

I mean, he's just thinking about it.

If you're missing your mum, one might be
better to talk about her rather than

going through all this. I'm looking for
a shirt, man.

Because? A date.

A date isn't a date. Look, just tell me
where your shirts are, bro. Call me old

-fashioned, but I hang them up.

Help yourself.

Look, this family is just under too much
pressure.

I've nowhere else to go, Pastor.

Grandpa's coming home soon, and he's
going to need his caravan, okay?

You can move him a van.

What, Eric?

No way.

Why do you look sort of not?

Hmm?

Why do you smell like Mum's perfume?

No. No, isn't this your aftershave? I
don't usually go for poison myself.

Oh, shit!

Are you going on a date, then? No.

Come on, man up. OK, yes.

Like, a date date?

Yes, a date date. Who with? No one.

Ah, all right. And, eh, if I buy you
dinner, will you shag me all night long?

Where's the baking stuff?

Oh, no, you're not going to cook, are
you?

Don't be stupid.

Well, you'll poison her, or she'll have
to have no sense of taste or something.

She's got taste, all right?

It's Bailey.

She is way too intelligent for you, Van.

She likes me, huh? A lot.

OK, you can go if you take care of...

You have a spare room. No, you can't
stop me going out. I don't even live

anymore. You have to do what's right,
Van.

Okay, fine.

Promise? Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, I
promise.

Oh, man, I love you like a son.

No. Oh, oh, hey, one more thing.

You've got to stay the fuck years old.

I did it.

Yeah, I heard.

I got seven people off charges without
setting foot in a courtroom.

Not bad for a C student.

I'm all out of medals.

You curious?

Not really.

Oh, not even a little teeny bit.

Come on then.

I explained to the prosecution that
right now they have Detective Zane

fallen hero.

However, when my tight seven came to
trial, all related to the high -profile

case of cop killer Cheryl West, that I
would have no option but to expose that

Gerard was not acting in the line of
duty.

That, in fact, he was a jilted lover
with a complaint of harassment pending,

that his visit to the West house was
motivated by jealousy, not justice.

The media would be all over it.

But the cutting deals with the
prosecution means that Gerard is still

guy, and my mother is still the villain.

I didn't do that. You just sold it on
the fucking river.

Cheryl sold herself out when she pleaded
guilty.

But if she changes her plea through
changing her lawyer... You don't want to

sell Des out now, do you?

Des understands it's Cheryl's only
option.

You ever talk to him?

He gets it. If she changes her plea and
changes her lawyer, then I'll make sure

the truth comes out in court.

You're a cookie, aren't you?

Prosecution are crapping themselves.

Why else would they have dropped the
charges against the others?

So now, it's up to Cheryl.

See ya.

Yep.

Hey, you haven't been to see me yet.

Uh, yeah, I've been busy.

Hey, what do you know about Loretta and
Hayden?

Oi, do you throw you there?

Tell Loretta to get her ass in here.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, sure. Look, about
Bailey.

What about her?

She might not be as shabby as I thought.

Yeah.

Fine.

Well, what does it matter now anyway?

I made a reservation in the name of Van.

V -A -N.

What's that?

Well, it can be quite hard to get a
table.

But we're early tonight, so...

Can we get a couple of beers, please?
Sure.

A Mongolian restaurant?

I'm impressed.

Oh, no.

It's Chinese.

Mongolian is the ultimate Chinese.

Yeah?

Cool.

It's good that the waiters don't look
too Mongoloid, eh? And put you off your

food.

I'm going to have...

sizzling barbecue beef with Sichuan
spice.

Hot. You like it hot?

Hotter and spicier the better.

Yeah, I think I'm going to have that
too.

Thank you.

See,

this is why I love this place.

The bread is free.

Really? Yeah, you just give that shit
away.

Well, I guess it would be rude not to.
Yeah.

Wait.

My Chinese experience.

Mongolian fairy bread.

My favourite.

So, tell me about your mum.

Too hot for you?

Mm -mm.

You know, beer doesn't help.

Mm. The best thing's yoghurt. I'll order
some. No, no, no, no, no. I'm sweet.

Have you scored yet?

It's Munter. Just one minute.

Not yet. What are you saying?

Go hard, my brother. Go hard.

You don't have to. No, no, no, really,
I'll get it. Okay.

So, uh, should we go back tomorrow, Liz?

I don't think so.

Oh, um...

It's your place, then. Actually, my
place is my office, and I... Oh, really?

Well, I... I'm cool with that.

No. Van, I have to work.

Oh.

Let's just tell you you don't want to.
Van, I really have to work.

But I'd love to see you again.

Again? Again?

Absolutely.

Yeah, at a great time.

drinking alone?

I have tried to hold this family
together and I have failed.

Oh, come on.

And, um, also, I might have told Mum
that you were leaving.

You might have?

I didn't mean to. It just fell out of my
mouth.

Yeah, well, I shouldn't have said it.

No, I don't blame you. This house is
filled with selfish and appalling people

and you work so hard and you're so nice
and there's not even any dinner cooked.

Nothing could be worse than Eric's
cooking.

No, it's stupid Loretta's fault not that
she would care.

Yeah, well, I haven't left yet.

Take it easy on that stuff, eh?

Dinner. As per your stupid roster.

I'm sorry.

Go on, let's get it over with.

Yell at me if you're not doing proper
cooking.

I don't care.

But technically I am shirking.

I don't care. You're right, I'm not mum,
so I shouldn't try to be, so I give up.

Okay.

Actually, the rum and coke is about the
most mum -like thing you've done so far.

Oh, here's to mum.

Who has always been here for us and who
isn't anymore.

Never thought I'd say this.

But you missed it.

It's like a wart.

Or a pain that you don't notice when it
goes away.

Do I just get really pissed?

Yeah. Jethro.

Your favourite poison?

What, you want a drink with me now?

No, I was passing, so the light on.

Sure you did.

Yeah. Look, I just wanted to say, uh...
You did OK.

Don't go crazy.

Yeah, well, getting my mother to change
her mind, it's not gonna happen.

I don't know for you.

Well, at least you'll have something to
drown your sorrows.

Thanks.

I think.

I so wanted you to come.

Give us the chance.

I mean, whatever happened to foreplay?
Eric!

What the fuck are you doing in my bed?
Well, there's no bed in the other room

and the couch is bloody hard and we are
flat, mate. There's wind!

Oh, bang.

Come on.

The others are such hard bastards and
after all those years in Palmerston

North... My room, not mine!

So you're good with it then?

Get the fuck out!

Yes. So, T -Tails, man, was it as hot as
it sounded?

Yeah, well, the food was. Nah, man, did
you really think? No, look, I didn't get

a root.

Oh, bummer, bro. She didn't put out and
you paid for the Chinese and everything.

Oh, nah, nah. It was Mongolian. It's all
good.

Yeah, she wants another date.

Oh, I'm hearing cockteaser, bro.

No, no, no, no, no. She likes me. She
likes me. She does. She was asking about

mum and everything.

Yeah. I think what's happening is...

She's taking it really slowly because I
think she's quite serious about me. Oh,

OK.

And I think... Yeah, I think I'm quite
serious about her too.

Hi.

Here you're leaving.

Thought I had crossed my mind here.

Well, that's just great. Cheryl.

Well, you know, you've done it before,
and since time of things haven't been

that good between us, so... I can't help
feeling what I'm feeling here. Which is

what? Shit, I don't know, abandonment,
rejection. Oh, please.

Listen, Jill.

When you turned around and pleaded
guilty, without talking to death, your

or me, what the hell was I supposed to
feel?

You chose to walk away for ten years.

So I'm assuming that that's what you
want.

That it's over between us.

Because that's what it feels like.

And if you haven't got the spine to call
it, then I will.

I don't want that.

Then what do you want?

I killed him. You were defending your
daughter like any good mother would.

That's what I loved about you.

That you would do anything for your
family, for those that you loved.

And you would fight to the bitter bloody
end.

Now, it is a tragedy that that man died.

But do you want to know an even bigger
tragedy?

That you have given up on your kids.

That you can't be arsed fighting for
them or me.

And I am fighting that way too hard,
Cheryl.

Way too fucking hard.

Bailey Wilson.

Should this be caning my plea? Is it too
late?

Cheryl.

Yeah, yeah, who else would it be?

No.

No, it's not too late.

It's great to hear from you.

Okay.

Let's do it then.