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[Nina] The aim of this research proposal is to account for the observed rise

in the number of deaths due to amniotic fluid embolism.

-Mum! -Yes, just give me a sec.

The rarity of the disorder is counterbalanced by the increase--

-Mum! -[mocking] Yes?

Please!

Right.

You're a good, patient girl. Come on, let’s read Peter Rabbit.

"He was so tired that he flopped down upon the nice... [yawns]

soft sand on the floor of the rabbit hole and shut his eyes.

His mother was so busy."

Oh...

Never mind.

[exhales sharply]

How's the homestretch?

I've got to submit this tomorrow.

-Ah. -[sighs]

-Mmm -Mmm.

I've wanted to do a funding submission like this for years.

But now I'm scared it’s not going to be good enough.

-Ah. -[oven timer beeps]

Doing Martin's job as well as my own.

I just don't have time or energy to do it properly.

So you're baking cookies?

Kim’s doing this "Thank God you're home" thing for Martin and Cherie.

Burnt the first batch.

I missed sleep so much.

-[cell phone chiming] -[sighs]

It's...

Billie!

Yeah, maybe I will come over.

Yes!

[yawns] Yeah, come right now.

-Was that you yawning? -[Nina] No.

Come over. We will drink wine and we'll listen to music.

[whispering] I've got to go, love.

-Have you eaten? -No.

-Go ahead. -[Billie] I'll bring wine.

-See you in ten. -[Nina] Okay.

[Nina] You can do this. Finish the submission.

Be there for Billie.

Hang in there, Martin will be back in less than 24 hours

and everything will be back to normal.

["When We Swam" playing]

♪ Oh why, oh why, oh why? ♪

♪ Won't you sing? Bring your hips to me ♪

♪ Oh, bring your hips ♪

♪ Oh, oh, bring your hips to me ♪

♪ To me ♪

♪ Oh, bring your hips to me ♪

♪ Oh, bring your hips Oh, oh, bring your hips to me ♪

♪ To me ♪

♪ To me! ♪

♪ Oh why, oh why? ♪

♪ Oh why? Won't you sing? ♪

[folk song playing]

If you just want a quiet place--

Sorry, no, this is the best bit.

♪ Ooh, ooh ♪

♪ It's lonesome out here on the road ♪

♪ Where the last points of fire that light the night sky ♪

♪ Burn down to their embers and flicker and die ♪

I don't know who I was before Mick.

It's like I mentally Photoshopped him into the background of my entire life.

Oh!

Billie, I... I know that losing Mick--

I didn't lose him.

We broke up.

I know that letting Mick go was probably the hardest thing you’ve ever done.

I do understand that.

And I know there’s really nothing I can do.

But I'm here.

Please tell me what I can do.

You can't do anything.

I just have to go through it.

And not around it, not like with Dad.

I'm going to consciously grieve and let go.

I don't know what that means.

It means I've decided to get the advice

of a professional mental health care practitioner.

I have a list of very impressive names

and I've already scheduled times to audition them.

-Is audition the right word? -I want the right person.

-I don't trust just anyone. -No.

-So, I gotta go. -Mmm. Why don't you just stay the night?

No, I want to... I want to wake up in my own bed, so...

Thanks.

Yeah. Love you.

Love you.

[chuckles]

-You used to do that. -When?

[Geraldine] When you were about Paddy's age.

Darcy went away for a month and you'd sit at the door every night.

I don't remember.

[Geraldine] Neither will they.

I don't remember cracking my head open either, but I've still got the scar.

Well, your hair grew back.

Can hardly see it now.

It’s still there.

Try not to shut down from each other, my darling.

I know you're hurting, but so is Zara.

-Hi, my little stinkies! -[Alfie] Mama!

[Zara] Hi.

I'm so sorry I'm late.

The boys have been standing at the front door for the last hour.

-Mum, we saw three red cars. -[gasps] Did you?

-Alfie was upset. -Oh, why were you upset, my darling?

Because he wanted to see you.

Well, I am here now, and do you know what I feel like?

-Frozen yogurt -[Alfie] The one with the lollies on top?

Yes! And zebra chunks. The coconut ones.

Hey, um, is it okay if I drop them half an hour early?

-I've just got an appointment-- -Are you serious?

-I can’t cancel without 24 hours-- -I'm sorry, I... I can't help you.

Hey, have fun, all right?

Eat lots of zebra chunks. [blows raspberry]

[Zara] Hey, what if we did a deal and I could make up the time--

Ah, frozen yogurt. Delicious. Let's go.

Why would we put him in a cage?

It's a crate, and the man at the fancy dog store

said it was the best one by a country mile.

It makes them feel secure. It’s great for anxiety, and travel.

It just seems so... cruel.

No, they love it. The dog men said the dogs love it.

I just... I thought you wanted us to be co-parents.

I do.

Then let me have some input.

-Okay. -Thank you.

Oh, and I might stay over again tonight.

Oh, yes, please.

It's just easier with the Greg walk locked in this afternoon.

-Oh. -Bye. See ya.

Can't wait.

Mum’s gone. She’s gone. She’s gone! She's gone!

What do you want to do? What do you want to do?

Let’s go, let’s go!

[cell phone chimes]

Shit. Shit! Sorry mate, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, Dad’s gotta go. Dad’s gotta go. See ya.

-Do you wanna go for a drive? -[growls happily]

You wanna go for a drive? Let’s go for a drive.

-Have I got time to-- -No!

I've got eyes and ears on the ground. Cherie's been spotted.

-They're on their way. -Oh!

-[elevator dings] -Are we hiding?

What does it look like? Hurry up!

[breathing heavily and gasps]

Was that Cherie?

-[sighs] -There you are!

[all laughing and speaking indistinctly]

Oh, we’ve all missed you, not just Kim.

Oh, I don't have enough big words to express how happy I am to be home.

Just the heat and the dust and blowies as big as your head.

I couldn't get home soon enough.

-Where’s Martin? -Where'd Ray go?

Oh, no, he loved it, even more than I hated it.

The two of them tried to comfort shame me.

Ray would call me a sook every time I complained about the water pressure.

-Where's Martin? -Where is Martin?

Martin is not coming back.

He asked me to give you this.

Said get in touch with him any time if there’s anything that’s not clear.

Cherie, I am barely clinging to consciousness.

I think I'm on the verge of some kind of breakdown.

I have been limping for weeks in every conceivable way.

My life is not set up to operate at warp drive.

I've got too many balls in the air and not enough hands.

I've missed you.

I've missed you, too.

[inhales sharply] But I don't think you're hearing me.

I need you to tell me when Martin is coming back.

If I knew I'd tell you.

I didn’t know he’d take it this far.

It's just a bit of a power play. He’s trying to psych me out.

He even asked me to post his special pen.

-[razzes] -I don't even think he’s got one.

I think he's making it up so I have to go into his office and actively miss him.

Trust me.

I know you don’t want to hear this right now--

-Maybe don't say it, then. -We both know that's not an option.

-[sighs] -Zara's a wonderful mother,

and she'll always have a place in this family.

But you're my son.

-I know I'm your son, Mum. -Shut up. I'm trying to help.

I know things would be a lot easier

if you could just take some time for yourself, but you can’t.

You don’t get to give up, sweetheart, not in front of the kids.

You have to find a grown up way to deal with this,

so the boys don't feel your frustration. I know how hard that is, believe me.

In your mind, did you hide your frustration about Dad in front of us?

Because I feel like a lot of it came through.

If that’s how you need to frame it, that’s fine.

I can't control how you remember your childhood

any more than you can control how your boys will remember theirs.

I don't think this is helping.

I know you want to throw your arms in the air and run screaming into the night,

but it’s not about what you want, sweetheart.

It's what the boys need. That's what being a parent is.

Have a lollipop.

Oh.

And what type of training do you have?

Ah... [scoffs]

Well, I have a Bachelor of Medicine,

a Bachelor in Surgery, both with Honors.

I'm a fully certified psychiatrist

and I'm a lifetime Board Member

of the Royal Australian and New Zealand College of Psychologists,

and I specialize in addiction and forensic psychiatry.

And are you aware that you're becoming slightly defensive?

No, I was not aware that you were perceiving me that way.

So you don’t think that you were being defensive?

No.

Unfortunately that lack of self-awareness is a deal breaker for me.

I think we'll leave it there.

[Nina] Hello, you've called Nina. Please leave a message.

[Nina] Keep it together. Martin hasn't come back.

Yet, it's temporary.

You can keep going... a bit longer.

Ready when you are.

Thank you.

[Nina] Focus on one thing at a time. One foot in front of the other.

Stay in the moment.

-Hey, little guy-- -Whoa! Oh, my God! Oh, my God!

-[shrieks] -I'm so sorry.

-I'm so sorry. -No, I'm...

-I'm sorry-- -[Cherie] I'm sorry.

-I'm really sorry. -We're both sorry.

Yeah, no, this... This is not as wrong as it looks.

I mean, yes, it is wrong, but not as wrong as it--

-I should have knocked. -I'm just trying to help out Kim and Jess.

No, please don't feel that you have to explain any...

Ah!

Kim and Jess?

Yeah, they asked me to help out with the whole fathering thing.

Oh, I thought they wanted Jimmy.

Well, they moved on from him.

Oh, that's nice. I didn't know.

Yeah, so I was just...

-[chuckles] -Oh, yeah.

-Yeah. -Oh, congratulations.

Cheers.

How was your trip?

-Oh, no, it was a good, thanks. -Yeah?

-I'll leave you to it. -[Will] Oh, okay, yeah.

Hey, um, do you want to call him off, or...

Sorry. Hey, Greg, come on. [snaps fingers]

Come on, mate. There you go.

-Okay, um... -[Will] Ah, yeah.

It was good to see you and it was good to see Greg.

-Welcome home. -Thank you.

Right. Well that...

[sighs] That does that.

Morning.

Oh, morning.

Just to let you know, he's in one of his moods.

So he's conscious?

Well, for the record I'm here for you, not for him.

I know. That's why you're my favorite. Come see me after?

-Yeah. -Good luck.

[Drew] You want to know what I think?

[Harry] Well, I can't really do my job without some understanding.

It's all a crock of shit, is what it is.

"Improve work practices"? What's it mean?

It’s just about creating a happier, more productive environment.

And why would people be happy?

It’s called work for a reason. I don’t pay people to have fun.

Well, that's fine for you to say in here with me.

Maybe just don't say it in the staff room.

The only reason you're here is because your sister is getting on my tits.

Well, no one wants to see that, Dad.

Look, I'll stay out of your way as much as possible, but I will need your help.

I will need you to listen to what I say.

On the up-side, you don’t have to pretend to be happy about it.

-Hmm. All right. -[chuckles]

Okay.

Did Dad mention Pete Mulcahy?

No. He said I was here to get you off his tits.

-[sighs] Right. -[chuckles]

Pete Mulcahy walked into Dad’s office last week and completely broke down.

-Broke down how? -He was sobbing.

-I mean, he was inconsolable. -Pete was sobbing?

Pete told Dad he was suffering from occupational stress,

and Dad told him to stop being a pussy.

Oh, you have...

have grossly misrepresented the seriousness of this situation

I'm sorry.

No, you're not.

-You're right, I'm not. -You're not.

-Oh. -I'm so glad you're here.

[Martin] Dear Nina, I'm not getting on the plane.

I can't get on the plane.

Things have been confusing between Cherie and me

we are only making love three times a week.

[Nina] Only?

[Martin] You have nothing to fear but fear itself, and Dr. Schumaker.

He will eviscerate you if you fail to lodge the end of month report.

[Nina] What end of month report?

[Martin] Which you will now need to complete by the 25th

as I do not anticipate returning before then

I hope you're enjoying your time as Acting Head of Obstetrics

and not up to pussy's bow with the unachievable workload.

As Winston Churchill might have said, "We are all worms."

He's dead now.

The point is, don't be afraid to step into your power.

[Nina] What if I'm not ready to step into my own power?

[sighs] What if I can't?

No, don't think like that.

Okay. All right.

All right, now, when Mum gets home...

Hey, listen to me.

When Mum gets home you act like you were here the whole time, okay?

Good boy! Good boy! All right, here you go.

-[barks happily] -Here you go.

[Will laughs]

[Nina] Research into amniotic fluid embolism is important.

[sighs]

The proposal is strong.

Back yourself.

And if I get the research funding, then...

Martin will be back and I'll have the time.

It's going to be great, Nina.

Now call Billie back.

[Billie] You've called Billie Proudman.

Your call is important. Please leave a message.

[voicemail beeps]

Recently I separated from my husband Mick.

I'm devastated, but the truth is...

I think... I knew it was over some time ago and so did he.

I'm actually in quite a good place about that, surprisingly.

My concern is that...

I didn't grieve very well, at all, really,

when my father passed away.

And I'm worried that I'm doing the same thing with Mick.

Did your father pass away recently?

Yes. Um, it was very sudden... [clicks tongue]

And I had some difficulty feeling anything, uh, for a number of months.

Were you close to your father?

Yes, but that’s not why I'm here.

I'm here to deal with the grief that belongs to the end of my marriage.

Does your ex-husband remind you of your father at all?

Mmm-mmm. Mmm-mmm.

Thanks so much for your time, Andrea.

[Nina] Why aren’t the capital expenses the same code?

It’s not a liability.

[groans] The monthly report is bullshit!

[cell phone chimes]

[sighs]

Martin did not come back.

-What? -[Nina over phone] I know!

[sighs] Now I'm elbow-deep in this ridiculous report.

I can't even keep my eyes in the one column.

Well, that is bullshit.

I know!

How was your dad?

A little bit like your report.

Were you calling to download and I got in there with a preemptive download?

No, no. That was me downloading. I'm downloaded. That's all it takes.

-One sentence? -[Harry over phone] Yeah.

[laughs]

Tonight, let's... Let's have a quiet night just on the couch.

That sounds great.

Now go make those columns someone else’s problem.

You're the Acting Head of Obs, for God's sake!

I will.

All right. See you. Bye.

[knocking]

Dr. Schumaker, do you have a minute?

[sighs impatiently]

[Nina inhales and exhales deeply]

I've just been made aware that Dr. Clegg's return has been delayed.

What do you mean, delayed?

He did not return as expected this morning.

Why not?

I'm not sure.

Well, when's he coming back?

I don't know.

And you expect me to do what about this, exactly?

Apparently I'm now required to deliver the monthly report to you.

Given that there was no handover, I'm not familiar with the report

and I think it’s reasonable that I'm granted an extension.

Not possible.

With all due respect, Dr. Schumaker,

as much as I've relished my time as Acting Head of Obstetrics--

Oh, I'm surprised to hear you say that.

-What? -I've heard many whispers

voicing concerns about your...

Your aptitude for this job.

Concerns from whom? About what exactly?

Just a general view that you've been struggling.

I'm not struggling.

[Nina] Not strictly true.

I'm juggling.

But there are lots of balls in the air.

And you're not capable of adding the monthly report ball to the mix?

-I am capable. -Good.

[Nina] Yes, back yourself.

I'm sorry to have bothered you.

[Nina] You can do it. Yes.

Consider my questions clarified

and I'll deliver the report to you on time, on the 24th.

Well, it's not due until the 25th,

but I shall be delighted to receive it a day earlier.

As I look forward to delivering it to you.

[Nina] Asshole.

[indistinct chattering]

This has to be about the boys now.

Agreed.

They keep asking me when you're coming home, I don't know what to tell them.

Neither do I.

Well, I think they deserve to know where we're going.

I don't know where we’re going.

[sighs] You are unbelievable.

What?

You don’t know where we’re going either.

[scoffs] I have no idea anymore,

but at least I used to know, once upon a time.

What’s that supposed to mean?

You've never known.

You never wanted me like I wanted you.

You lowered your bar to be with me, like you were doing me some kind of favor.

You didn’t want a relationship with me, you didn’t want to marry me--

No. No, I didn’t want to marry you.

But I didn’t want to marry anyone.

That was never about you.

It was never about you, but you made it about you.

You made it a test that I had to pass to prove that I loved you.

Yeah, well, you failed.

And now you look at me like I'm a failure.

-You are a failure. -You failed your course!

[scoffs]

Because I couldn’t study properly.

You fail because you make idiotic decisions, and then they...

They blow up in your face and you act surprised.

Every decision I have ever made has been about you and the boys--

You bought a fucking caravan with our life entire life savings.

I gave you everything you ever asked for.

I worked a shitty job to support you.

I gave you the time and the space that you needed to go to medical school.

I put up with the hours, and the sleep deprivation

and while I was at home, raising our sons,

separating your whites from you coloreds, you fucked another man.

I've never been good enough for you and no matter what I do I never will be.

I hate you.

[whispers] Wait, I think he's coming. Shh. Wait there. Wait there.

[door opening]

He's coming.

Here he comes. Here he comes!

Shh! Shh! Right.

[Will] Shh.

What’s going on here, eh?

You been drinking?

We had one red cordi each.

And there may have been two, sorry, three chocolate frogs.

There were three in the end, and we had

four mini packets of salt and vinegar chips.

But I had two of them, the boys just had the one each.

We had two red cordis.

-What? -What?

No, he’s lying! Run, run, run!

Oh, mate, how’d it go?

Not good.

I told her I hated her.

-[Will] Oh. -Mmm.

-Do you wanna go out and get a drink? -No.

Or I could go and get some beers and come back.

I can...

I've got to take Greg for a walk, but I can come back--

I just want to hang out with the boys, mate.

Yeah, okay. Um, well, if you change your mind...

Thanks for looking after them.

Oh, I had a ball.

-Hey. Hey. Hmm? -Yeah.

-Thanks, mate. -All right.

Bye. Bye, Uncle Will.

Come up, little man.

Hello. How are you?

-[sighs] -[door closes]

Please have a seat.

Anywhere in particular?

Anywhere at all.

What brings you here today?

[crying]

[sobbing]

I know I'm catastrophizing,

but it’s coming from a place of real fear.

Okay.

No one’s said it out loud, but what if Martin doesn't come back at all?

Am I expected to take over permanently?

Would you want to?

[sighs]

It’s not that I haven’t enjoyed the challenge,

but I'm constantly apologizing for falling short

and I'm so tired

that tired is just a memory.

-Mmm. -[cell phone chimes]

[sighs]

Hey, what’s happening?

[Billie over phone] You still keen to go out?

Because I'm ready to get very, very drunk and lose myself in dance.

I could not be more available.

Yes to losing self in dance. Where are we going?

-[Nina] Where are we going? -Don't care.

What is happening?

What's happening where?

Well, Kim and Cherie are doing bumper to bumper.

-Jason's here. -Yeah, I can see that.

[Nina] Can see what?

-What's he doing here? -What's who doing here?

I didn’t know how to tell you, he’s been calling, and he’s just popped round.

-He’s not staying. -[baby cries]

He just wants to spend some time with Bob.

Billie, seriously, can you even hear me?

Jason's here.

Apparently he wants to spend some time with his son, all of the sudden.

I was just about to head off, so, um--

The door hasn't moved.

Okay, I'll catch you later, huh?

Okay. Yeah, thanks for coming.

[keys jingle]

Billie, I know you think he’s bad news, but--

He’s not bad news, Brody.

He’s cataclysmic news.

He's Chernobyl.

He's the Hindenburg.

Yeah, I don't know what any of those things are.

Okay, okay. We're all tired.

We're all emotional.

Most of us are angry and no good is going to come from words

right now. Now is not the time to have this conversation, okay?

Nina, we're leaving. Hang up.

Get your dance pants on. Come on.

[inhales sharply]

They're going out.

-Oh. -Billie is ready to get drunk.

What, and you wanna go?

I just want to curl up on the couch with you two.

But I need to be there, for Billie.

[groaning] Good. Good.

Because I want to read some Peter Rabbit tonight,

so maybe Mum could go and see Aunty Billie,

but you and I,

we stay here and we find out what happened to old Mr. McGregor.

Yes!

See? Because I've been thinking about Mr. McGregor all day.

-Have you? -Mmm.

I just feel like I wanna just understand him more.

[laughs]

I want to know what's going on in there...

[laughing]

Thank you.

Mmm. Whoa.

Shit got in the vacuum cleaner and what happened to the cage?

-[barks] -I tried. I couldn’t.

I just couldn’t do it. It’s not natural.

Mate, we talked about this. Poo goes outside!

-[spraying] -Outside!

And how did he turn the vacuum on?

[Greg's feet pattering]

Oh, you are kidding me.

I didn’t want him to get bored.

So did you have any intention of using the crate

or were you just flat out lying to my face?

Both. Both.

I had every intention of trying, but deep down I knew I'd never do it.

You keep making all these decisions that...

that impact on me but you're not even asking me what I think.

You're just expecting me to be happy. Do I look happy?

No.

I found a detail page from one of your ten year plans.

The extended version?

The one with the bit about assessing potential longterm partners

for maternal aptitude via interaction with a pet,

preferably a dog. Possible names--

[both] Andrew, Andrea or Greg.

You're making it sound like a science experiment. It’s not.

[stammers] It's just a...

-It's a logical process of elimination. -[scoffs]

There is nothing logical about any of this.

Where is the logic in forcing someone to be a surrogate parent against their will?

I was not ready for Greg!

[panting]

Well, what does that mean?

I can’t fit into this prefabricated existence.

I don't want to.

And the truth is, I may never be able to give you what you want.

I'm sorry, I can’t do this.

[inhales deeply]

[both exhale]

[club music playing]

Oh, it's much more crowded than I thought it was going to be.

Sorry, where are they?

-Hey! -Hi!

[all greeting indistinctly]

Hi!

Well, what is everyone drinking?

I'm not drinking.

-Mojitos. -Mojitos.

A round of mojitos.

Or we could start with a cheeky little Pinot.

-No. -What is wrong with you?

[stammers] Why is it okay for Zara to drink water

and I can’t have a cheeky Pinot?

Mojitos!

[Cherie and Kim] Yeah, mojitos!

Oh! Um, Kerry's broken up with Will.

What? What did she say?

"Just broke up with Will. Where are you?"

Get her a mojito too.

-Yep. -[Cherie] Do it.

[all talking indistinctly]

You look great!

[all talking indistinctly]

The whole thing is basically an illusion.

Like, the whole relationship was a mirage.

Like, I thought I was ticking boxes, she was ticking boxes.

Nah, turns out I don't even know what her boxes are.

How do you tick a box you can’t even find? Like...

I've never seen anyone that angry in my life. Like...

She was raging, like...

She looked like someone else. Like her...

Her body actually changed shape. She had...

Like, bones moving around and she was...

[sobbing]

[Jimmy groans]

What sort of person puts a dog in a cage, anyway?

[sniffles]

Thank you.

Hey?

[dance music playing]

It's not even about the poop.

It's about...

-[voice breaking] I can't even speak. -Don't try.

Just dance it out.

Just you and me, right here, right now.

Just dance.

-God, I've missed this. -Yeah.

You’ve missed me way more than you missed Neens, right?

I missed everything.

I'm in my high heels, I've got my lippie on,

I'm drinking from a fancy glass, and I'm not itching anywhere!

[laughs]

[Cherie] Hey, so what happened?

I thought Jimmy and Zara were working it out.

[Kim] Yeah, it went to shit.

Ah, so what else have I missed out on?

Not much.

Just the fact that we’ve been completely hopeless without you.

Aw!

I know I said I wouldn't bring it up again,

but if you had to guess when Martin was coming back...

Oh, I don't know, Neens. I don't want to get your hopes up.

Oh, please get my hopes up! Please.

I'm missing everything.

No!

[music continues]

"Mr. McGregor was quite sure that Peter..."

Where's Pete, can you see him?

"That Peter was somewhere in the tool shed,

perhaps hidden underneath a flower pot."

[dance music playing]

Oh, jeez...

What am I even doing here?

Trying to dance.

Oh, I'm trying to stay vertical.

Trying to be here for you and you're just not even letting me.

What?

I've respected that you needed to go through this by yourself,

but then you called and you said, "I'm ready,"

and you needed me, and I jumped.

I never said I needed you.

Nothing means more to me than being here for you

and you're acting like you don't care.

You didn’t need to be here.

Yes, I did!

Neens, I'm not responsible for your choices.

[exhales sharply] I just feel like I'm failing you.

[crying] I'm failing everywhere.

And nothing's worse than failing you.

[sobbing]

I just wanted to carry you like you carried me.

I don't need you to carry me.

But I love you so much for wanting to.

Now you're consoling me again.

[laughing]

Whoo!

[coughs]

That's nice.

It's mellow.

[chuckles]

[groans]

-[sighs] -You know what hurts the most?

She won’t even go for custody of Greg.

Whatever happens, you won't have to raise him alone.

Puff, puff, pass.

Not for you, stranger.

Nuh, nuh. I could not be less interested.

But in the fullness of time when you are ready--

No, no. If you...

If you said to me, "Billie, you're never going to have sex again,"

I... I would be okay with it.

-[laughs] -[Billie] Right, because, I... I am...

I'm an accomplished woman and I'm not afraid to die alone.

Billie, you're not dying.

We're all dying.

Mmm.

But you are in your prime.

That is true.

That's just... that's just science.

You're always welcome under my roof.

Thank you.

I hereby accept your invitation to freeload at your home.

And I hereby appoint myself chief engineer and project manager of your sex wall.

-[gasps] -What is a sex wall?

It’s a protective shield,

you know, where you prevent the romanticizing of Mick

while creating new romance with new men.

Hey, did we not just establish that I'm in no mood for nude shenanigans?

You're missing the point.

Yes, it's a hilarious image

and a genuine suggestion that you should start having sex with new people

but on a deeper level it's about

creating new memories

that remind you how incredible you are without Mick.

Sorry, can we go back a bit?

How do you build a sex wall?

Did we already cover it?

You build it one brick at a time.

[window opening]

[objects clattering]

[Harry sighs]

Harry!

Hey, you need a hand?

[laughs] Did I wake you?

-[Harry] Well... -I just couldn't get the thing...

The things out.

My legs weren't helping and...

And then I couldn't find my keys.

[thudding]

Those are the keys in your hand there.

They were not there a minute ago.

-[laughs] -[Nina sighs]

How was the night?

I'm a bit drunk.

-Good. How's Billie? -She's a bit drunk, too.

-Good. [laughs] -[sighs]

And you looked after Zoe.

[laughing] Yeah, we had a great time.

Did you really though,

or did you just have a flicker of,

"What the hell am I doing looking after this kid"?

Are you kidding me? We...

We read Peter Rabbit and we sang "Eency Weency Spider".

[laughs and sighs]

I know. I know. I'm...

[sighs]

Not doing anything in my life especially well at the moment.

[clicks tongue] But I'm doing it.

All of it. All the time.

Mmm.

Oh, I'm very drunk.

-[chuckles] -[sighs]

But I'm up for it.

[murmurs] I feel invincible.

[laughs]

[snoring]

[snickering]