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No, there's no precedent for that.

Well, if the husband wants to appeal,

then he needs to stop messing her around

and comply with the court order.

The injunction clearly outlines a schedule for full child support.

I suggest he meet those requirements.

Yeah, well, he also has kids,

and guess what, they cost money too, so...

Yeah.

- OK. - Terrific.

Great.

See you at the mediation.

- Morning. Short black, extra hot. - I didn't order extra hot.

I mean you.

Ah, Simmo, my man! Looking sharp, as always.

- The usual? - Yep, yep. Cheers, Ned.

Hi, Lauren. I'm sorry I'm early, I just,

I really need to talk to you.

Sorry, Lauren is swamped.

She'll be with you at the scheduled appointment time.

- Thanks for understanding. - OK, but I just need...

- It's your fault Dad's leaving! - Dad hates you!

Oh, he hates both of you.

Your weird fart drink.

- You mean turmeric latte. - Yeah, that thing.

So, a bit of juicy goss from the premier's office.

This is big. I need you to set me up a meeting.

On it, but so is every firm in Adelaide, so...

If I worried about what every other firm was doing,

I wouldn't have made it this far.

Eyes on the prize, Thandiwe.

There we go.

All finished!

Too good, too good.

Alright.

Here, that's yours.

Go on, good girl.

Come on.

What, you don't want a lollipop?

Well, you've just got to be brave, like your sister.

That's not my sister.

Well, she's your cousin, or what?

Then she's your sister.

Hi, you've called Lauren Ford from Ford Lawyers.

Please leave a message.

Oi! What is the point of having a phone if you never use it, Cudj?

No, don't. I know you're busy down south,

making big-mob money while I'm up here just saving lives.

You're lucky your parents are here to help me with Bub.

Your niece misses you, you know?

Call me back when you can, then,

'cause I've got the longest, dustiest drive ahead of me.

Alright.

Love you! Miss you! Mana, then!

This again! What is going on here?

Ooh! Ow! Ah...

I'm sorry, babe. Are you OK?

- You are a work safety hazard. - Mmm.

Spank me later and we'll be even.

Well, we'll see what happens after a half bottle of rosie, won't we?

Mmm.

- It's Mum, sorry. - That's alright.

Hey Mum, what's up? You OK?

W-w-w... What?

No.

Lauren?

Hey, Lauren?

What's happened?

Hey...

Talk to me.

It's Ronelle.

My sister...

she...

Welcome to Darwin International Airport.

I don't want to do this.

No! Mongrel bastard!

- Trev, I'm so sorry, mate. - Yeah, uh!

I'll just, uh, get the bags in there, mate.

You, uh, hop in.

Lauren, you get in the front with me.

In you go!

There's one. And here's two.

Trev, where do I sit?

You're on the throne.

Don't forget to buckle up.

- Nice to see you, love. - You too.

I thought you'd forgotten about us.

Been a while since youse two have been back up here in Darwin.

OK.

You didn't pay for this, did you?

You did?! How much?

Eh, you can't put a price on freedom, love.

She needs a lick of paint before we set sail,

but there's plenty of life in the old girl yet.

- Retirement? - Ugh.

Here we come.

Trev, slow down.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, slow down!

It's fine.

- Brake, Dad! - Trev, Trev, slow down.

- I'm bloody trying to! - Brake!

Bloody mongrel!

Whoa, whoa, whoa! No, whoa!

God!

Jesus Christ, Dad!

Is one dead person not enough for you?

Alright, Ned, out you get.

Gladly.

No, leave the bags, mate.

You're looking after Bub.

- Me? Looking after... - Yeah, don't stress.

She's probably in her room.

She's been keeping to herself since... Well, you know.

Still, my casa ay su casa,

so crack yourself a tinny, but...

Don't touch the rosé. That's mine.

Mi casa es mi casa.

- Where are you going? - Sorry business.

Ronelle's... arrangements.

Couldn't we have talked about this on the five-hour flight up here?

We've got things to do. You've got things to do. Get used to it.

Yeah, but my thing is babysitting a grieving child who hardly knows me.

We're going to the morgue, Ned'O.

Do you really want to come?

Come on. Let's get this over with.

Guess it's my turn to ride the loo.

I think Ned might have shat himself,

so don't forget to flush.

Oh.

Ooh! Yeah.

- Oi! - Ah!

- Oh, hi. - It's a fridge, not a hat.

I know, yeah.

Then why'd you stick your head in it?

I was just getting a...

Yeah, never mind.

Hey, it's me, your Uncle Ned.

Remember me?

Maybe.

I'm Lauren's husband.

Remember, we went to the zoo? Wang Wang?

- What are you doing here? - I'm here to...

I don't know, really. I guess I'm...

I'm your babysitter.

But... You're not a baby anymore, are you?

So, anyway, uh, what do you want to do?

I couldn't think of anything

that would do the vanilla bean more justice,

except maybe a creme caramel,

which is my all-time favourite dessert.

What's your favourite?

Creme caramel.

Ugh, that looks gammin.

How do you know, if you've never tried?

It's always annoying when Mum says that.

If it looks gammin, it is gammin, simple-pimple.

You know she died, eh?

Yeah.

My dad died too.

I was a bit older than you, I was a teenager, but...

He had an accident as well.

You know what Mum used to do every time I felt sad?

Uh, make creme caramel?

No, that's too yuck.

A makeover!

What colour nail polish do you want?

Hurry up! I don't have all day!

You alright?

Mm. Mm.

Um, Lauren and Ned'O were pretty chuffed

when I picked them up in the old campervan.

You got a feeling for it?

What?

Well, is there anything you'd like me to add?

A... A kettle or an ironing board?

Bloody hell, Trevor.

As if we're going anywhere after what just happened.

Uh, I thought it might be nice to get away after this...

Well, you know?

Sleep under the stars?

Just the two of us.

Bub needs us close.

Get your head out of the sand.

Mum...

Righto, when are you going to get an elevator in here?

Oh, no.

Buy one second-hand.

- Sharni, no. - Got a plan in mind, but...

Do you think we've ordered enough pizzas for everybody?

They're still hungry, they're just going to have to eat whatever is in the house.

OK, we've got biscuits.

There isn't gonna be enough room in the car!

Isn't Lauren's white boy a chef?

- I'm literally on the way to the church. - And I literally have a thousand kids.

Can't he make us up a coconut curry chicken or something? Excuse me!

Being my sister isn't going to put more room in the car, is it?

Lauren, look at this mess!

He'll clean it up, Mum! Relax.

Agh! Jesus.

Jesus.

Not pasty enough, Neddles?

Dayna... Dana, how you doing?

That's an improvement.

Oh, hi...

- Leroy. - Cousin Leroy.

And, um...

- Sharni. - Cousin Sharni.

You boys, don't be making a mess now. Marcus.

Darren, Darr... what's your name?

You taking care of my cousie, Lauren?

- Yeah, yeah, trying to. - Just checking.

I'll get my brother to flog you.

Get up, Mo!

No, gammin! I wouldn't do that to you.

Come on, outside.

Hey! Enough now. Come on, outside, outside.

I ran out of pink, Uncle,

but don't worry, I have salmon!

Ah!

Oh. Oh, my eyes.

Cream got in my eyes.

You're not meant to put it on your eyes.

Yeah, I know, I know. Agh...

Trevor, go and put him under the hose.

Come on.

Don't put him under the hose! He's not an animal.

Oh! Sh...

Stop laughing at him, ya mob!

Leave him down outside, he's made enough mess as it is.

- Who's going to clean all of this up? - Me, this little black duck.

Quack.

"'Warrtoo, you were right,'

Kuula said in a small voice.

'The island is a big and scary place.

I should never have convinced you to come on this trip.

I'm sorry.

I bet you wished you stayed in your burrow.'"

Do you think I'll find Mum again when I die?

I, um...

Aunty Sharni reckons Mum will come back as a bird.

Maybe.

"'Not at all!' Warrtoo re..."

Can Uncle Ned do stories? I like his funny accents.

I can do accents.

No, you can't.

Like this one!

Lame.

Like-a this one!

No, not funny.

Like this one.

Fine. I'll go get him.

Look, when one passes away, there's certain family obligations.

And since Lauren is Ronelle's sister...

OK, yeah, but weren't Ronelle and Lauren cousins?

No, that's Western way, see?

I'm talking about Tiwi way.

Listen, if Ronelle was my brother's daughter,

then they'd be cousins, but she's not.

Ronelle was my sister's kid, which makes her my daughter.

So them two girls are same for us.

They're same blood.

So Bub should be calling Lauren "mum".

But it's like a metaphorical thing, right?

Did I say metaphorical?

- Can we not do this tonight? - When are we going to do this?

The kid needs a home, doesn't she?

Alright, OK. I think I understand.

But... aren't you all her family?

I mean, what about you and Trev?

Been there, done that, bought the T-shirt.

Plus, it's Lauren's responsibility.

What about Leroy?

Hey, I've got my hands full already.

Alright, what about the dad? What's his story?

Yeah, that's a whole thing.

So, basically, um,

what they're saying is Bub's our responsibility now.

But only cultural ways.

It's not set in stone.

Well, I've seen 60,000-year-old rock paintings

that beg to differ, but you know better.

OK, OK, OK.

Just... Just... Just... You wait a second.

And... And wait, can we just...

Can we find somewhere more private to talk, please?

- Sure. - Mm?

Go on, then.

Think how long it took you to go out on your own.

Do you really want to throw all that away?

No, of course not.

All the money that we put into the cafe, sunk down the drain.

So start another one! We've got tuck shops up here.

Private conversation.

Ain't no such thing in this family.

You don't even want kids. It's in our prenup!

The situation's a little bit different, isn't it?

Is it? Not really. She's a kid.

Kids need attention. And that energy...

Can't sleep...

It is work.

I spent one afternoon with Bub, and I'm sorry, but it's a lot.

I understand what you're saying...

They're acting like it's no big deal.

Well, I'm sorry, but taking on someone else's kid,

that is a big deal to me!

Don't listen to them, Bub.

I'm so sorry.

It has nothing to do with Bub.

It's just your mum was so...

Mum did the same thing for Ronelle, you know?

Brought her into our home when her sister couldn't cope.

Raised Ronelle like one of her own.

It's what our mob do. We share the load.

Why don't we support Bub in different ways? Financially?

You know, pay her school fees, music lessons.

We could fly her down to the school holidays.

Yeah.

What are you thinking?

I'm thinking I love you.

I love our life in Adelaide, and I don't want to mess with that.

Right, yeah, exactly. Good.

- But... - No buts. We don't need the buts.

But look at her.

♪ It's coming round again ♪

♪ Slowly creeping hand ♪

♪ Of time and its command ♪

♪ Soon enough it comes ♪

♪ And settles in its place ♪

♪ Its shadow in my face ♪

♪ Puts pressure in my day ♪

♪ This life, well it's slipping right through my hands ♪

♪ These days turned out nothing like I had planned ♪

♪ Control, well it's slipping right through my hands ♪

♪ These days turned out nothing like I had planned...

It's only May.

You know how many of our mob I said goodbye to this year?

Seven.

Wow.

That's too many.

Not one of them reached the age of 60.

Daphne, I'm sorry about the other night. I...

I was out of line.

The day you married my daughter on Tiwi

was the happiest day of my life.

It was also the day you became a part of this family.

Family are allowed to piss each other off from time to time.

Seems to be the definition of family, as far as I can tell.

Lauren loves you.

So does Bub.

Doesn't matter what I think of you.

Thank you.

It's too small.

I thought the same thing.

Will it keep the worms out?

Hey, listen, Bub,

do you remember when you came down to Adelaide to stay with us?

Wang Wang.

- What's that? - Wang Wang.

The panda at the zoo, remember?

I... Yeah.

Um...

So, how do you reckon you'd go

living down there with us, all the time?

But what about all my friends?

You'd make new friends, Bub.

We'd take them to see shows.

They've got the biggest festival down in Adelaide.

But what about Maningawu Daffy and Aminayi Trevor

and Aunty Sharni and Uncle Leroy and the footy team

and the green hair tie I superglued under my bed

and the pillow that my cousin got me on my fifth birthday?

Yeah, you... Yeah, you're right.

That's a silly idea. Forget it.

Should we open those doors? Let them in?

Come on.

That road's not going anywhere.

It's just... It's all too hard right now, OK?

I know it's harder now,

but we don't have to give up our retirement plans.

Of course we do! We have a kid to raise.

No! No, Lauren and Ned have a kid to raise.

It's their turn.

You know that's not how it works.

Oh, hey, you hungry?

No, no, I'm good.

What are you...? Babe?

I haven't packed for you because I wasn't sure if...

Well, I wasn't sure.

What are you doing?

I booked the return flight for tonight, remember?

So change the flight.

Sure, sure, yeah, I could do, I could do.

But then I'd be leaving my staff in the lurch,

I'd be leaving, you know?

- Who cares? - I care. I care, Lauren.

I run the shop.

Why are you suddenly being an arsehole?

Well, maybe it's because our entire future

is being decided by everyone out there.

Oh, why are suitcases always smaller on the way home?

Ned, you're acting like a crazy person.

Oh, yeah, I'm the crazy one.

Crazy, crazy, crazy for flying home

and collecting our brioche buns

so that I can save the business that we spent three years building

instead of rotting in a crocodile-infested sauna

to raise a child who isn't even ours.

Yeah, great, I'm the crazy one.

Have a good flight. I'm going back to everyone out there.

Yeah, yeah, of course you are, yeah.

What do you want from me?

I want you to stop messing me around

and give it to me straight so that I can make a decision.

So you can make a decision?

So we can make a decision.

There is no decision.

- It's obligation. It's family. - Oh...

Look, maybe when I finish grieving my sister,

I'll start grieving what we had in Adelaide.

But right now, from where I stand,

our life, our business, all of it in Adelaide

is over.

Ronelle was family.

Bub is family. You are family.

We need to raise Bub here.

We don't have to like it,

but this is what our family needs from us.

Lauren, I don't suppose

you could grab another round of teas for the uncles and aunties?

Just don't... Oh, f...

♪ Fall into my arms ♪

♪ Fall into my arms ♪

♪ When you know that you can let go ♪

♪ Then you can just breathe and then it's done ♪

♪ When you, when you know ♪

♪ That you can just feel it ♪

♪ When no words can suffice to say what you feel inside ♪

♪ I'll be here but you decide, yeah, you'll decide

♪ When you wanna Fall into my arms ♪

♪ Fall into my arms ♪

♪ When it seemed impossible ♪

♪ That you could just be this low ♪

♪ When you, when you feel you just wanna leave this world ♪

♪ When no words can suffice to say what you feel inside ♪

♪ I'll be here, but you decide, yeah, you decide ♪

♪ When you wanna Fall into my arms ♪

♪ 'Cause I know that you're hurting ♪

♪ I know that it's a sure thing ♪

♪ I'll be here, but you decide ♪

♪ When you wanna fall into my arms ♪

♪ So you can just fall ♪

♪ Into my arms ♪

♪ Fall ♪

♪ Into my arms ♪

♪ Just fall Just fall ♪

♪ Fall ♪

That was a rather presumptuous kiss.

Was it?

How do you know I've forgiven you?

I don't.

Just a reminder that everyone can see everything.

'Night, kiddies.

Welcome home.