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- [Ned panting] - [metal clanging, squeaking]

[thudding]

[Ned] Right. I'm back.

- [Lauren] Hello. - [Ned] Oh, I need you.

- [Lauren] Ooh. - [clanging]

[Ned] Oh...

- Are you sure Bub is OK? - [Lauren] Yeah, yeah, yeah.

- She's in bed. - [Ned] Yeah?

[heavy breathing, moaning]

- [metal squeaking] - [Ned] Yeah. Yeah. OK. Oh!

- [clattering] - [Ned chuckling] Ohh!

- [Ned] I love you. - [Lauren] I love you.

[heavy breathing]

[Ned murmuring]

- [both screaming] - Taya!

- Were you two making out? - [both] No.

Uncle Ned was just changing into his pyjamas, like you should be.

- Pyjamas, yeah, yeah. - I'm not tired.

What have you got there?

[both screaming]

- Devil-devil can�t catch me!

- [Ned] What is that?! Get rid of it!

- Get rid of it! - [screaming]

[Ned] It's breathing with it's neck!

[phone ringing and vibrating]

- [woman] Lauren Ford? - Yep.

[woman] We've got Taya in the principal's office. I need you to come in.

[bell ringing]

Taya refused to speak without her lawyer present.

She's here now. Get to talking.

I punched James out of his chair.

- Taya! - Hang on.

James must have said something to upset her.

- It doesn't matter. - Her feelings don't matter?

Hot tip. This is the part where we all listen.

Let's let Taya tell us what happened.

[Ned] It's OK, Bub. You can tell us.

- You won't get in trouble. - [Lauren] Don't say that.

She might get in trouble.

He called me an orphan.

That's no excuse for violence.

[softly] It's a bit of an excuse.

Can we talk about this later?

A week of lunchtime detention. Understood?

And you can forget about screens this weekend.

- And no treats either. - What about ice-cream?

Ice-cream's a treat. No ice-cream.

[exhaling loudly]

Ice-cream's so yum!

Mango ice-cream! Mango ice-cream!

Ah, yeah, one Mango Magnificent, please. Make it quick.

Yep.

What are you doing?

- It's mango. - It's ice-cream.

- OK, steady on. - She just punched a kid in the face.

Yeah, well, anger is a part of grief.

Yeah, well, you don't hit someone just because you're grieving.

Oi! My ice-cream!

Don't step foot on that beach

until you've found something nutritional.

- Lauren, it... - I specifically said 'no ice-cream'.

[man] 10 chicken schnitzel burgers with the lot!

[woman] Grilled octopus here!

[man 2] Hummus poppers to go!

[woman 2] Who's next?

[indistinct shouting]

[shouting continues, bells dinging]

Hmm...

[beeping and whirring]

Ha!

Hey!

- Look what I detected. - Finally! We can retire.

Ah, just because you don't want a hobby

doesn't mean I can't have one.

You used to be fun, but now you're just bossy. Let go!

- [Lauren] Taya! - It's not fair!

- Hey, what's happened? - [Taya] Everything sucks!

Yeah. I got you something that'll cheer you up.

A little treat, after your run-in with Principal Dana.

You're the best, Maningawu!

[Daffy] Mango ice-cream's the best.

Unbelievable!

Kamini, what you wild for?

- Don't take it on, love. - Don't touch me.

Ladies! Look where we are.

Good vibes only, as the young people say.

Do they?

Taya doesn't need good vibes, Dad.

And, Mum, she certainly doesn't need treats.

What Taya needs is consequences.

We're going home to eat now.

- No! - Yes!

The sunset hasn't started yet.

- [Taya] Exactly! - [Daffy] Listen to Aunty.

- What? - Oi, you too.

- My beer! - Have it in the car.

[Taya] And my ice-cream!

[Trevor] Bit rum. Ah, ruined the afternoon.

Can I at least finish this?

Oh.

- I got vegetable dumplings. - We're going.

I think I'm in the doghouse.

No stranger to the kennel meself, Ned'O.

To la maison de bow-wow.

Welcome to the matriarchy, son.

We are what some people might call the advisory committee.

[Taya] Can we have a swim when we get back?

- [Trevor] Yeah, 'course we can. - [Ned] Uh, best ask Aunty Lauren.

[Taya] What? She didn't say no swimming.

- Cannonball! - [laughing]

[phone ringing]

[squealing]

[Lauren] Hello, Thandi? Can you hear me?

[Thandiwe] Oh, my God, I finally got a hold of you!

Your reception's been terrible.

[Lauren] That's the least of my problems.

Anyways, the ex-premier's on the hook and wants you to reel her in.

- I'll set a meeting. - Gail's been in touch?

Thandi, you are my secret weapon down south!

[Thandiwe] Well, he wants half her estate. She wants it all.

They've got three kids, investment properties in two states.

It's going to drag out for years and you'll make a fortune.

I like the sound of that.

Send me a link. I'll see you in the meeting.

The link? [laughing] No, no.

They're expecting you in person in Adelaide.

Wait, you didn't explain to her that I was remote?

Well, I assumed you'd travel for this one.

Thandi!

Look, I know for sure she's talked to Mercer, Riley and Harris.

I mean, be real, you're not the only divorce lawyer she's courting.

- Excuse me, do we have a problem? - [shouting and splashing]

No. No, I just think you're better live, that's all.

You know how to work a room!

- Just... - [louder shouting and splashing]

Hold. I'll wrangle something.

OK. Well, get back to me ASAP, OK?

- [Ned] Yep! - [groaning]

[Taya] No, no, no!

[laughing]

[yawning]

[music playing on TV]

[gentle rhythmic music plays]

[Taya] Uncle Ned, can I pretty-please buy a movie?

Eh! Hang on there, cheeky one.

No TV for the rest of the week.

What? Why?!

You got sent to the principal's office for a reason, Taya.

Can you remember why that is?

- Because James is a gronk. - How about this?

You write James an apology letter

and then you can watch TV for half an hour.

Me, say sorry to him?

- Nothing I'm asking of you is unreasonable. - You're not even on my side!

- He's the bully! - If you keep talking to me like this, our deal is off!

No TV for the rest of the week!

Dad and I like to sleep in on Saturday.

- Today is Saturday. - Sorry, Mum.

Jingos, let the girl watch.

Daphne, am I the parent or not?

What do you want me to do, step up or back off?

- Make your damn mind up. - Ooh!

Talking hot now, are we?

Using my first name and all? OK.

- [Ned] Everything alright? - Ned, don't start!

You're just trying to be Mum,

but you'll never be Mum, you're too mean!

[door slamming]

- Hey, hey, she's just a kid. - She's right.

I'm not Ronelle.

[sighing]

[Daffy] Look what she was trying to watch.

Is that Annie?

[engine starting]

Where's she going now?

[sighing] Lauren's just... struggling to work remotely.

Something.

She's under a lot of pressure right now, and...

taking it out on us, I don't know.

Bub, breakfast!

Got a big day planned, need your help.

[Taya] I'm not hungry!

- Got maple syrup! - OK, yum, I'm coming!

[laughing softly]

Oh, and also, you and Trevor should keep lunch free today.

You really know a way to a woman's heart, Ned'O.

Just you wait, Daphne Ford. Just you wait.

[slow music plays]

[phone ringing and vibrating]

[recording] Hi. You've called Lauren Ford from Ford Lawyers.

Sorry I missed your call. Please leave a message.

[Ned] Hey, Lauren, it's me.

Look, I just wanted to say sorry about this morning.

I know you got a lot on your plate.

We're stepping into new territory here,

so there's going to be conflict,

disagreement, grumpiness.

Look, I love you.

Um, I'm going to take Bub out for the day,

so take all the time and space you need.

Try and use it to do something nice. For you.

What'll it be, missy?

Two cock-sucking cowboys, please.

- [crow calling] - [Western movie-style music plays]

Hello. Uh...

Are you...

'Course you are.

Must be five o'clock somewhere.

I don't know what's gotten into me lately.

I mean, I do, but it just feels silly to say out loud, you know?

Should I sit too? I'll sit.

Look, I'm not a bad person.

It wouldn't bother me if you were.

How much has Dana told you?

Enough.

[coughing]

It's just, I got left with my niece,

and I just want to find out who her biological father is.

Not that I want to get rid of her or anything like that.

You figure if I find the girl's dad,

that's your way out of family business

and back to the penthouse.

Hey, mate, can I get one more?

If I find him, you owe me. If I don't, you don't.

Owe you what?

A favour, jillaroo. A favour.

No, no, no, no, no. I don't like that.

I'm going to draw up a simple contract

with clear financial terms.

Cheers.

Was that a... Was that a handshake?

Where you went? Cowboy?

[exhaling]

They're here. They look so confused. It's hilarious.

Remember your lines? Come on, then.

If you're wondering what you're doing here, don't worry.

All will be revealed.

We're getting buttered up for something.

- Yeah. - Could I interest you in a cold drink, Mr and Mrs Ford?

Oh, yeah! Ta.

Welcome to our food truck, yet to be named.

We serve delicious Territory fusion finger food,

perfect for all Top-End events.

- Voila. - [both] Ooh!

Barramundi sliders with chilli jam and Kewpie mayo.

Bon app�tit.

Oh! That's nice.

- Absolutely scrumptious. - Mm.

- Now, Trev... - Mm?

I know you've got big retirement plans for this bus,

but I would like to lease it from you

to turn it into a food truck.

[laughing] No way.

- Hear him out. - Hear me out.

I know you've been struggling with it,

but I'm going to help you out.

In the short term, I'll need to take out the bed to install a prep bench,

BUT I'll do up a bunch of other stuff.

Get rid of the rust.

- Fix the dunny? - Indeed.

Exactly. And when you say the word, I'll put the bed back in

and you'll have a spruced-up campervan with a fancy new kitchen.

- Sound like a deal? - You know you want to.

That sounds all hunky-dory for you, Ned'O,

but you're making money off our truck.

Daf!

20% profit sounds reasonable.

- 5%. - 15%.

[exhaling]

Say yes to 10 and you'll get dessert.

Finger lime meringue

and raspberry coulis with edible flowers.

The yummiest course yet.

Deal.

- I could have got him to 15. - Nah.

I'd never let that happen.

- [Ned whispering] Yes! - Thank you.

- Mmm. This... Ned'O... - We nailed it.

[clanging]

- [Lauren] Dad put you to work? - Oh, hey.

Believe it or not, this was my idea.

I'm all-in on Darwin.

I'm going to turn this thing into a food truck.

I, uh, I need to talk to you about something.

Oh, yeah. Listen, about that, I'm sorry.

I shouldn't have let her watch TV this morning. I was...

You are all over the shop at the moment.

- Stop talking. - Oh!

[grunting]

Why do you taste like Baileys? Is everything OK?

Oh!

Oh... Ow!

Drill bit on the floor there.

- Oh, no, there's no bed... Agh! - [screaming]

- Oh! - [screaming]

[whispering] Antiseptic, antiseptic...

Ooh!

You can't pass up an opportunity like Gail Swan.

You should totally go back to Adelaide for a bit, make it work.

We can't give up on our dreams. We've just got to adapt them.

That's why I'm starting a food truck.

Yes, I'm scared, but it feels like the right time to try something new.

You know, new city, new me. Anything goes.

Ready when you are, love.

- [Daffy whispering] OK, go, go. - One or two.

[both laughing]

Come on, hold your pen properly. Like this.

Oh, where are you two off to looking so flash?

- Date night. - Dana's got a gig.

[Ned and Lauren] Ooh!

I don't know what to write.

Alright, how about "Dear James"...

"Dear James, after thorough self-reflection,

"I came to the presupposition..."

How do you spell that?

You don't, not unless you're writing a legal document.

How about, "you shouldn't have called me an orphan.

"I shouldn't have punched you.

"Let's call it even and be friends."

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. That is not an apology at all.

- She can take the high road... - Acknowledging her feelings...

- ...without justifying assault. - ...is a perfectly reasonable... Assault?

- It is assault! - Really?

- Come on. - She gave him a black eye.

I think that's a bit of an extreme version of events, Lauren,

- don't you think? - Done! TV time, yay!

Hang on. Let's see what you wrote.

"Dear James, sorry I punched you.

"Let's play footy at lunch."

Alright. Fire up the movie.

Whoo!

[whispering] Well done, kiddo.

- I'll make us some popcorn. - What are we going to watch?

Annie.

? Ooh, ooh ?

? And I can't stop doing without ?

? The rhythm of my heart ?

? No, I can't stop doing without ?

? Ooh, hoo ?

? And I can't...

Are you going to have the usual?

Parmi with extra cheese?

- That could be you up there. - Hm?

? And I would die if...

How come you two never jam together?

With my daughter's friend?

Good go.

And you never put mutton next to lamb, Trev.

Everyone knows that.

Maybe I prefer mutton.

- Maybe I'm lamb. - What?

[chuckling] I'm only gammin.

[both chuckling]

I think I'll go for squid.

We're just old, you know? We're not dead.

Hey, don't you miss...

...when we used to make love in every room in the house?

- [whispering] We never did that. - See? You've forgotten already.

No, I'm just teasing you.

I haven't forgotten.

I just want you to be happy.

I am.

? Ohh ?

? I shall never breathe again...

- I guess I'll just go for the usual, then. - Mm.

I like orphan Annie.

I actually don't care that James called me her.

Probably shouldn't have punched him then.

- [both laughing] - Just saying.

- Oops. - Yeah. - Oops, indeed.

And I probably shouldn't have said that stuff to you

about being my mum and stuff like that.

Grief's a tricky fish, Bub.

We've all got to keep anger from slipping out, including me.

Me too.

Anyway, you can't be an orphan.

Not with so much family around.

Everywhere I look, family, family, family.

Plus, I do have a dad.

I just don't know who he is or where he is.

He's out there somewhere.

Alright, it's getting late.

I don't know about you two, but I'm tired.

Right!

Teeth, PJs, bed. Off you go.

Come on, I'll read you a story.

- OK. Goodnight. - [whispering] Thank you.

Goodnight.

- [Ned] You got it? - [Taya laughing]

[Ned] Oh. One, two, three.

Phew!

There we go.

[grunting]

[laughing]

[Ned] You got it, Bub?

[Taya] Let me help!

- [phone ringing] - [Ned] No, Bub...

[Ned and Trevor speaking indistinctly]

[Taya] Let me smash in each door again.

- [Trevor] Give it a go. - [Taya] Oh, yuck!

Hey, Thandi.

Lauren, stop avoiding my calls. I need to know when to set up this meeting.

Yes. About that...

I know what a huge opportunity this is,

but I have to turn down Gail Swan.

Wait, are you joking? I can't tell.

Clients like Gail Swan need too much hand-holding.

She'll need me there in person every other week.

So, pop down for a few weeks.

If I can't work from Darwin, then it's a no from now on.

I don't care how good the client is.

Mercer, Riley and Harris offered me junior associate, and I'm taking it.

I'm sorry, Lauren. I need to be with the high rollers.

- But I am a high... - [beeping]

- [gasping] - [Trevor] ...a hand with this, Ned'O.

- [crashing] - Oi!

Leave something for me to smash. I need to let some anger out.

Come on down, it's hammer time!

- Hammer time! - Come and take over from me.

Lunchbox?

- Check. - Water bottle?

- Check. - Positive attitude?

- Check. - Apology letter?

Not check.

Come on, Bub, you'll feel better after you've done it.

- Good girl. - Don't touch my hair! - We just did that!

Sorry!

Go on, then.

Mana.

You want to play footy with me?

Yeah.

I'm sorry too.

[Ned] I'd say that's some pretty top-notch parenting, right there.

[bell ringing]

I've got to show you something.

Go work. Do your thing. I can hold the fort up there.

I know you can, but I want to do this with you, not away from you.

Oh, that's deep.

[laughing] Stop it!

I'm going to miss the life we had,

but I don't want to miss the life we're having here.

This is all good stuff.

You should write it down!

We should start a podcast.

[laughing]

Write a self-help book?

[laughing]

[gentle music plays]

[chatting and laughing]

Oi! Get a room!

Do you mind?

- [laughing] - Do you mind?

Thanks a lot, cuz!

You're welcome, Sharni.

- This is so embarrassing! - [laughing]

Is there any way we can go in the Territory

without bumping into your family?

No.

[exhaling]

Ugh!

[Western movie-style music]

[music ends]

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