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MAN: Fuck you!

# You want me to apologise?

# Why should I say sorry to you?

# I either get called a slut or a Puritan

# Why should I say sorry to you?... #

Wow. This lemon myrtle-flavoured vodka tastes like shit.

(CHUCKLES)

Then why did you take it for?

Repayment for having to contribute to that fucking wishing well.

Honestly, you know, it wasn't even specified on the invite.

Isn't it just standard at weddings? No.

They're just being blackfellas looking for handouts.

Well, I see it as a contribution to their happiness.

You gave them money, didn't you? Please.

That's irresponsible, Charlie.

Mind you, you have never had to take any responsibility, so...

Hey, hey.

You know, if you bothered to see me more often,

you would know that I do have responsibilities.

True. I've got the shop. I've got Kiah after school and on weekends.

You know, not everyone can be like you, June,

living in a big mansion,

driving around in a flash car with heated seats.

How the fuck do you turn off these heated seats?

Don't. Don't... Ow!

..touch the settings. OK. OK.

It took me ages to find them again after Kate fucked around with it.

I'm sweating my mung here.

Charlie, I didn't ask you to complain. I asked you to drive.

Fuck. Charlie, this is a fucking designer scarf.

See, you proved my point, sis,

about you being too uppity

and not a proper... (TYRES SQUEAL)

(THUD!)

(ENGINE RUNNING)

Call the ambulance.

He's probably just winded.

Drive on. Winded?

What are you doing? (TURNS ENGINE OFF)

Charlie?

(CAR DOOR OPENS)

(DOOR CLOSES)

He's definitely dead.

Stay. Hmm?

Here's what's gonna happen.

You'll get charged with dangerous driving causing death.

Driving under the influence

because of the joint you had behind the hall.

You knew about that.

And I'll be criminally liable

because I let you drive my car while under the influence.

I will lose my law firm.

We-we-we should just call the police. Yeah.

Charlie... Yeah. No.

We got to call the police. Stop it!

Think.

What about Kiah?

You won't have her after school.

You won't see her on weekends.

You're just going to be another absent black father in prison.

And for what?

Because some old white guy went walkabout in the middle of the road

in the dark.

We can't just leave him out here.

His licence says that he just lives there.

Look, the door's open.

You have his wallet? Yeah. His name's George.

Doesn't matter what his name is.

Fucking have his wallet...

(GROANS)

Put that wallet back in his pocket and we'll go.

Do it!

Jesus.

(GRUNTS) Shit.

Shit!

Charlie, what the fuck? We can't just leave him here.

Come on. Help me. Please. Please.

Ready? One. Two. Three. (GRUNTS)

(BREATHES HEAVILY)

Yeah.

Wait. Wait. Wait.

(DOOR CLOSES LOUDLY)

Oh, God. Watch his hands.

I can't. I can't. (THUD!)

(GRUNTS)

Armchair. What?

Put him in the armchair.

(THUMP!)

Slippers.

Oh, fuck.

He was a muso.

He probably came into the shop.

He was dying of cancer.

What?

Pancreatic cancer.

Terminal.

Sorry, I don't feel as great.

We've saved him months of bone-crushing pain, Charlie.

You remember Mum in those final months?

We have given him a gift of a quick death.

Let's go.

OK. The wallet.

Leave the wallet. Oh, shit.

OK.

Charlie.

Keep him company. Grand Designs UK. It seems like he's a fan.

Oh... Come on.

Sorry.

We're OK.

Everything's fine.

# Dead roo on the side of the road

# It feels like home to me

# Slipped down to the local

# We're getting very vocal, and it's filling in like Botox

# All the crew They're happy to see me

# The same old Smitty, He's here from the city

# Gettin' teary that everybody misses me

# So good to tuck into a snitty

# Don't wanna live in the city

# I wanna live where the grass is greener

# Don't wanna live in the city

# I wanna live where the air is cleaner

# Don't anna live in the city

(MUSIC FADES)

(BREATHES HEAVILY)

(DISCORDANT STRINGS)

(SILENCE)

WOMAN: Oh, my goodness. June.

What happened to the car?

Oh, someone backed into me at the wedding.

Probably the bride...

..after your rant about the wishing well.

Because they didn't specify it on the invite.

I've had it, June.

Honestly, like, that's the reason I left early last night.

Do you ever think that when you're on one,

you not only make a fool of yourself, but also of your lover?

It was the principle of the matter.

What about the principle of driving home drunk?

Well, I didn't. Charlie drove me home.

Charlie? You two together?

You were definitely drunk.

Well, it is the last time that I'm going to be doing that

because I'm not going to any more family events.

Oh, that's a great look.

I think you should go on my behalf,

because you get along with my community so much better than I do.

It's my job.

Speaking of, I have locked in the fundraiser for the 18th

and I really need you to be there. (PHONE BUZZES)

Another family event for you to make a dickhead out of yourself.

Everything OK? I fucking killed a man.

I haven't slept.

Oh, you think you left it in my car?

Yeah, I can check.

Oh, what do we do? Nothing.

Just forget about it. Forget about it. What? June...

Dipshit brother of mine

went and contributed to that wishing well, didn't he?

Now he's left his bank card in my car.

Fucking moron.

OK, OK, OK. Don't think about it.

I'm thinking about it.

(KNOCK ON DOOR)

Oh, shit.

Dad!

Hey, Dad. Hey, Bub.

Mmm.

You look like you've had a rough night.

Jalen's wedding.

Ah...

So, um, I got another call from the school.

They want to put her on the behavioural plan.

Any of them white kids on behavioural plans?

It's not about race, Charlie. It's about her hitting another kid.

Yeah, but what did the kid say? Does it matter?

What's this? What we talked about.

You know, obviously Tom's not going to take the job

if you're not on board, but, you know,

might be a good thing, fresh start in Sydney.

Just read the paperwork. Yeah, yeah. Yeah, yeah.

Bye, Kiah. Love you, darling. Bye, Mum.

Check ya.

Dad, please don't make me go to Sydney.

(EXHALES LOUDLY)

You want to tell me why you hit that kid?

I don't know. He was being annoying.

Can we go kick the footy?

And Mr Whippy ice-cream?

Ooh...

Of course, Bub.

Go and grab the footy. OK.

# She's crazy like a fool

# What about Daddy Cool?

A little bit higher, yeah?

Are you OK?

Wake up.

# She's crazy like a fool

# What about Daddy Cool?

# I'm crazy like a fool

# What about Daddy Cool?

# Daddy, Daddy Cool

# She's crazy about her daddy

# Oh, she believes in him

# She loves her daddy... #

It's like new. Perfect.

# Daddy, Daddy Cool

# Daddy, Daddy Cool. #

They found him.

JUNE: A funeral notice. So what?

That means it's done, right?

He died of cancer.

Charlie boy! Any luck selling my paintings?

Uh... Not yet, Uncle.

Coins! Aah...deadly one!

Hey, Charlie. You couldn't spot me a 20?

Not today, Uncle.

Ten?

I don't have my wallet. I lost it. Fiver!

I'm getting my new cards tomorrow. OK?

Righto, Charlie.

Juney...

(REVERSE ALARM BEEPS)

You shouldn't be helping him. He's a nuisance.

Do you feel anything? For Coins?! No.

Not Coins, for George.

Hey, Auntie June, I drew this for you and Auntie Kate.

Great.

Go in the back, Bub. Get a feed. Yeah?

There's some polony in the fridge.

Right. Uh, well, I will see you in a few months.

Uh, wait, wait. I need you to look at something.

It's a consent order for Kiah to live in Sydney.

If she keeps getting in trouble at school, can Amy just take her?

I'm not a family court lawyer. I can't give you advice.

Well, can you give me advice as my sister?

(LAND LINE RINGS) I gotta go.

Hilda's.

June, the drawing.

(SIGHS)

Do I know George Clark?

You're his lawyer.

My wallet.

No. I must have dropped it when I was flogging off some records to him.

Yeah, I can, um...

I can come and get it at the wake.

Don't arouse suspicion. Just go in and get your wallet.

Come straight out, OK?

And don't fucking drop it again.

Charlie, you need to focus.

There's a lot going on in my head, June.

Just get this done, and then I will come back to yours,

and I'll look at your Kiah paperwork, OK?

Pro bono.

One less thing for you to worry about.

Mm-hm.

MAN: Of course, the thing is that every time I see that game,

it reminds me of the '97 grand final.

I think it was, uh, South Freo and East Freo. Yeah?

We're all tied up, right, about 30 seconds to go.

I'm up in the forward pocket, leap up above the pack.

Awesome mark, swing around onto the left boot

and kapowy, straight into the goals and a win.

Best on ground. Man of the match. Do you want a sambo?

What's on it, mate? Uh, egg.

Oh, God, no. OK.

Yeah. It was quite a game.

Sorry.

You are...?

Charlie.

Uh, George used to come to my record store.

That's why I'm here.

He was a good customer.

Sorry. That sounded accusatory.

I was more surprised there was someone here under 60.

(LAUGHS)

I'm Sharne, George's niece. I flew in yesterday from the UK.

It's my first time in Western Australia.

Oh, well, welcome to Perth.

Sorry it's under bad circumstances.

(OVEN DINGS)

Actually, would you mind helping me out?

Uh, actually...

I've just gotta get some quiches out of the oven.

Sure.

(MUMBLES WITH MOUTH FULL) Are these made with free range eggs?

Yeah.

Because it's lovely and lumpy, but it's smooth as well. It's creamy.

God help us. Go in there and come out.

Fuck's sake!

Sandwich? How about you? Would you like a sandwich?

There you go, love. Dig in.

What are you doing?

I'm handing out curried egg sandwiches.

Hi. Um, did you know my uncle was well?

Oh, I, uh...

This is my sister, June.

She played trumpet with George.

Wow.

You don't strike me as a trumpet player.

Ah, well, I get that all the time.

Uh, Sharne's just come all the way from London.

Yeah. Um, I was his only family left alive.

I didn't really know him that well,

but I've got to pick up his personal effects

and sign a few papers with the lawyers.

Excuse me. I've really got to hand out these mini quiches

or there will be a geriatric riot.

(LAUGHTER)

So I'll put these away, and then we can go.

Stay. Befriend her.

What? Why?

The body has made it through the doctor,

a funeral director and into the ground.

So, the only people who can dig him up and check for anything suspicious

are the family.

I need you to make sure everything is hunky dory,

that she signs the estate papers,

and if she has any questions, she comes to you.

You've got this.

June. Ow. June. Got this.

June. June. June! (CLEARS THROAT)

Oh, sorry. It's alright.

I voted yes. You know.

Deadly, brother.

Well, he kept these in mint condition.

Some of these don't even have a scratch.

What?

Oh, I said that he kept these in mint condition.

Some of these records don't even have a scratch.

Didn't you sell them to him?

Yeah, he just kept them in good nick.

Fucking idiot.

You know what else he kept in good nick?

Ha...

Whoa!

Someone's having a bad day.

It is my uncle's funeral.

Bloody hell. I'm...I'm sorry.

Cheers. To Uncle George.

George.

Did he live a good life?

'Cause from the looks of things, he seems quite lonely.

He's got all this stuff and no-one to share it with.

He was alone, mostly, but, um...

..he kept himself busy.

He liked to walk, any time of the day, even night time.

Big walker he was.

And he had company.

Whisky and...

Oh, had good taste in music.

What? Country music?

Isn't it a bit redneck?

No. Music, the good kind, is pure.

Doesn't matter the flavour,

as long as it's sung straight from the heart,

you'll never be alone.

Trust me. Listen to this. Yeah?

My mum, she used to sing this.

She named both me and June after country music singers.

June Carter. Yeah.

(BOTH CHUCKLE)

Oh, she'd kill me if I spread the yarn.

Isn't it strange that she plays a trumpet and not the guitar?

She's always been the white sheep.

Must be nice being close to your sister.

Yeah, we hang out quite a lot.

Close family.

Well, I may not know music, but I can dance to it.

# You'll be living in a world...

No. No, no, I haven't drunk enough yet.

OK, OK. Here we go.

# All I have to offer you is me

See? I told you.

# There'll be no mansions waiting on the hill

You can. Uh...

# With crystal chandeliers

# And there'll be no fancy clothes for you to wear

# Everything I have is standing here

# In front of you to see

# All I have to offer you is... #

(ALARM BLARES)

(CLANGING IN DISTANCE)

Oh, fuck.

Ooh! Sorry.

Um... It's all good.

Sorry to wake you.

Um... That's fine.

Here's some coffee. Thanks.

Uh...are you... are you going somewhere?

Yeah, I've got the meeting with the estate lawyer.

Mm.

What time is it?

It's nine. 9am.

Shit. I have to open the shop.

OK. Um, well...

I will...

..I will call you later?

Yeah, yeah.

Well, if you want to, it's cool.

(HORNS HONK)

Here's George's old clothes from the funeral home

and the death certificate stating that he died of natural causes.

What did the autopsy say? No, there wasn't one.

You don't do autopsies on people

who die in unsuspicious circumstances, yeah?

Now, his body wasn't too bad,

apart from a bit of bruising on the legs and torso.

And the funeral director said that he was in tiptop shape, considering.

Sorry, um, bruising?

Cancer, eh? Mm.

Anyway, here's the updated will.

And here's the, uh, estate papers for signature,

and the death certificate.

Well, have you got his assets and liabilities inventory?

Uh, both my parents have passed, so it's not my first rodeo.

Um, yeah, I think so.

Uh, never mind.

I will take this, have a look, and let you know if I have any issues.

Good-o.

(SLAMS DRAWER)

Bruising?

(PHONE CHIMES)

CHARLIE: So, did you, um, sign off on the paperwork?

No, I haven't.

Why? Do you think I shouldn't?

You think I should follow up on the bruising?

It is weird, isn't it?

I mean, there wasn't an autopsy, but maybe I could ask for one.

That's not what I was saying.

I know that I wasn't close to my uncle,

but the thought that he died in pain,

especially when he was alone.

I just...I want him to know that somebody cared for him.

Hmm.

Yeah, you're right. I will ask.

You know what?

My sister works with the police. Mm?

Yeah, we should give her a call. She would love to help.

She's a really good lawyer.

Good...good person.

You're fired.

You've been drinking.

You're late.

Your body odours are unacceptable, Roddy.

I mean, you're a walking stereotype,

and I can't have that around my clientele.

I only hit the charge...

..when my woman kicked me out on Sunday.

Mmm.

I promise...I promise I will be back on tomorrow.

Oh, no. And, uh...

No. Nope.

But, sis... I'm not your sis.

We're...we're cousins, distantly.

We're still family, still mob.

So, you used to be useful... (BURPS)

..as an ex-liaison officer, Roddy.

But those police contacts have dried up, haven't they?

So, what use do I have for you as a private investigator?

Come on, up you get.

Sam's got your last pay cheque out there.

OK. Go on.

(GROANS)

I'll talk to you later.

Oh, God. Yeah.

(PHONE RINGS)

Ah!

Charlie?

(DING!)

From what I remember at band practice,

he was falling down a lot in those last few months.

He said he had weak knees from the cancer.

I mean, some days he couldn't even walk.

Yeah, it might be nothing,

but we thought it might be worth looking at

before I sign the papers.

Mm. "We"?

Uh...it was probably the cancer.

Oh, please, just take a seat. Yeah, probably.

But it's not definitive, right?

I just...I just want to be sure.

Look, I'll tell you what.

Uh, how about I have a yarn with the local police who found him?

Well, it's not that I want to make a fuss.

No, no, no. It's fine.

I can just speak to them on an unofficial basis.

There's nothing more important than family.

JUNE: So, how's the planning for the fundraising going?

Yeah, good. The governor is a tentative yes.

That's great.

And, you know, I'm thinking about calling it, like, Walk With Us.

Yeah, I like it.

You were home late last night?

Um, yeah, I was, um, I was just at court all day yesterday.

That's funny, because I called the office

and Sam said you were out on personal business.

(SIGHS)

What is going on, June?

You're acting strange.

Late nights, you're out of the office.

And Charlie... Charlie calling out of nowhere.

If it is Charlie.

(SIGHS)

Kate, of course it's Charlie.

Come on.

You can't keep holding this over me.

I made a terrible mistake.

I went to therapy, I did everything that you asked.

I just can't...I can't keep saying sorry over and over.

But sorry is meaningless if you're still doing it.

I'm not still doing it, Kate.

I'm just...

I'm working a really important case.

Really?

(PHONE RINGS)

Yeah, go. Yep. Yeah.

See ya.

Charlie.

The police found him watching Grand Designs UK.

They said that he looked like, in their words,

"That he went peacefully."

(TYRES SCREECH, THUDDING NOISE)

Oh, that's beautiful.

Yeah. And the bruising?

Ah, yes. The scene looked like he'd been bumping into furniture.

The cancer meds, you know, they do that - make you groggy, disoriented.

(KNOCK AT DOOR) Oh.

Uh, sorry. That's alright.

(WHISPERS) Charlie...this ends now.

OK.

You keep looking at her with those doe eyes,

it's making me sick.

Oh, knock it off. You're just jealous.

I know she's here. You can't just come in.

I tracked your phone.

Kate. I'm not stupid. This time.

Is this her? Is that who you're fucking?

She's...she's very tall.

Charlie.

Kate.

This is Sharne, Charlie's woman.

Woman?

It's just a blackfella label. Don't worry.

Sharne's uncle has recently passed

and I have been helping her with a legal estate issue.

I'm...I'm so sorry.

And your uncle died.

It's OK, it's OK. I hardly knew him.

Oh, still, I'm so...I'm so sorry.

Oh. Uh...thank you.

Can I can I make it up to you somehow?

Can I...can I take you out?

Oh...that's really not necessary.

I just barged into your dead uncle's place like a crazed lesbian.

Please. Yes.

June and I will take you and Charlie out.

Uh...yeah, sure.

Uh, great. Yeah, deadly.

Yeah, lovely. Lovely.

Freo meets.

OTHERS: Freo meets.

So, how did you two meet?

Oh, we interned together.

She always does that.

See, I thought that I was going to be the best lawyer

because my father's a lawyer and now he's a judge.

And then June walked in with her... with her passion and her knowledge,

and I knew I had to have her.

And then it was dancing at Connections

every Friday until 1am.

They were fun times.

Didn't know you used to have fun there, June.

Stop it. Yeah, it was fun. It was fun.

Until she punched the boss.

That's right.

Can we please not go there, babe?

Oh, don't.

No. This speaks to your passion.

And the boss was a misogynist and probably a racist,

and she punched him.

Wow. That's impressive.

But, still, she proved everyone wrong,

and she opened her own law firm.

And that dickhead, he was done in for fraud and is now bankrupt.

So we won.

Yeah, and I found my passion in art dealing

for marginalised artists in Aboriginal communities, you know.

Puts me to shame.

I don't even know what I'm doing day to day.

You should stay in Perth and enjoy the sun, and dating our Charlie.

Mm. What, have more Chicken Treat?

You took her to Chicken Treat?

Uh, no, I, um... I brought Chicken Treat to Sharne.

Charlie...

Don't worry, there's still more Perth to come.

I can take you to see some of the famous Perth sights -

the Bell Tower, the port, Adventure World.

How will I ever leave? (LAUGHS)

Shall we settle the bill?

Should I... No, don't worry.

(BELL DINGS)

What the actual fuck? What?

I'm just trying to have some fun.

It seems like you're trying to date this girl.

30.

What? Is that how much we each owe?

That's how many years you are up for in prison.

20 years for dangerous driving causing death,

under the influence of drugs.

Plus another ten for failing to report the incident

and for interfering with a corpse...

OK.

And I'm looking at ten years for being an accessory after the fact

and for professional misconduct.

This is not a love connection.

The connection is you killed your uncle.

Reality is, you'll be another blackfella behind bars,

leaving his kid.

KATE: And you should absolutely stay here,

because we never get to hang out with Charlie.

And it's good for June to be with family.

What, they never hang out?

No, no, only in the last couple of days.

And that's probably because of you.

So, you have to stay.

And, you know, Charlie's not that bad of a man to date.

I mean, yes, he's rough around the edges and he's completely daggy,

but he plays guitar, and straight girls love that, right?

Well, June plays the trumpet. Do lesbians like that?

(LAUGHS)

What? What? June? No.

Girl, where did you get that from?

June...June doesn't have a musical bone in her body.

Not one. she...she... she is tone deaf.

Yeah, I think you just really need to spend a good year

getting acclimatised to Perth culture.

And I can help you with that. Oh!

I'll walk you to your door.

Thanks.

Bye, Sharne. It was so lovely to meet you.

You, too.

Have a good night.

Oh, she's so lovely.

Isn't she lovely?

June. June!

Good morning.

Um, look, we've been helping pack poor George's things,

and, uh, we noticed that someone smashed

his favourite gnome in the middle of the night.

He loved old Dopey here.

And, uh, so we also noticed that you have cameras.

Oh, those cameras? Yeah, no, they're dummies.

Yeah, you'd be amazed how many people reckon they're real.

Real deterrent to youths.

Right.

Um, here, have, uh, Dopey, from George.

All we need is Sharne on that plane tonight, and we are free.

Ah, there are dating apps to help you get over it, Charlie.

Plenty of sharks in the sea.

Charlie?

What are you doing? (JUNE MUTTERS)

I came to see you! Good.

Um, I...I found something.

I came to see you, too.

These are Uncle George's pyjamas,

and they just...they just don't look right.

And it corresponds to the bruises on his legs.

Doesn't look like he went peacefully.

Oh, he was an old man.

He had cancer.

I mean, I saw him fall down quite a lot.

What, at band practice? Yeah, at band practice.

Huh?

I mean, to me, it looks like he's, I dunno,

gone out into the garden and got clumsy.

He fell down, got dirty. Yeah.

Came back inside and then just fell asleep...peacefully.

He was always clumsy on his legs.

You said he walked all the time.

Yeah, when he could.

Yeah, well, maybe I'll just check with the neighbours,

see if they saw him in the garden.

Or...you know what?

I know a private investigator.

I mean, he's the best in the business.

He's got a real eye for forensics.

Yeah, I could get him just to come by

and have a look at George's things before you go tonight.

Well, that's not too much trouble?

No, no, no.

I'll get straight on to onto it.

Well, if you can't come today, he can come tomorrow.

Because I've changed my flight till the end of the week.

Huh?

Hmm. Cup of tea?

I'm sick of having to do everything.

I didn't know she was going to change her flight.

Besides, I've done everything you've asked me to do.

Oh, really? Did I ask you to sleep with her, did I?

Oh, you're just jealous. Why would I be jealous of you?

Because I found someone while you're on the rocks with Kate.

Excuse me. We are NOT on the rocks.

She thinks you're cheating on her, with the phone tracker.

That was a misunderstanding. And, anyway, it's none of your business.

Our lives are on the line here, Charlie.

Your life, or lifestyle with your designer fucking scarf?

You've always thought you're better than everyone,

especially blackfellas.

I will not be made to feel ashamed for working hard

and getting my fucking designer scarf.

I didn't see you complain when I bought you a record store, Charlie.

I still do all of your accounting paperwork, for free.

I never asked you to do it for free!

Good. I won't from now on, then.

Fine. Fine.

Get in the car.

MAN: You know what, Mum?

(DOOR CLOSES, ENGINE STARTS)

That's the people, I think, from the wake.

I, um...

(POOL BALLS CLACK)

I'm renting a room upstairs, but, uh...

..well, the TV remote's broken.

Stuck on the Food Channel, so I've just been...

..jerking it to Ready, Steady, Cook.

You know, I went out to get a... get a feed afterwards,

but, um, you know, my car... my car radiator blew,

and so I had to come back in.

I spent my last $20 on the horses.

Oh, Roddy, wake up to yourself and come and work this case.

Hey, bruz, maybe this case can turn your luck around.

Yeah? You can get off the grog, clean yourself up.

You're a deadly PI.

And now you can prove to Shazza that you're on the up.

Oh.

Thank you, Chloe. Any time, babe.

Thank you. Give me a couple of days.

No. Nope.

Now. What do you mean?

Come on, now.

June, I've got to...

Just hurry up. Look, I can't... OK, wait.

Mm.

I'm coming. Wait.

(SOBS)

Is he OK?

It's all part of his method.

(PLAYS DISCORDANT NOTES) Makes him one of the best.

I'm good, I'm good.

You know,

he comes from a long line of bush trackers.

(RETCHES)

Honestly, I use him for all of my important cases.

Breathe. Breathe.

I've seen that before. Mm.

(KEYBOARDS PLAYS GOD SAVE THE KING)

Hey! Ooh!

OK, so, um...

So, I'm guessing you have everything that you need, then, hey, Roddy?

Yeah. Did you get everything that you need?

Do you know Shazza left me? Yeah, I know. Let's go, hey?

And you can send me the report tomorrow.

I can do a job. Yeah, amazing.

I'm good. He is old friends.

Are you coming, Charlie? Yeah. Yeah, yeah.

Great.

That's, uh... One foot in front of the other.

I can stay.

No, I've...I've really got to organise some things,

so you go.

I'll just go to the pub.

Yeah, OK.

(GASPS) I got the governor to confirm.

True? Yeah.

Oh, God. I hope he brings his wife.

She loves a show-off spend after a few of those.

Great.

I think I should invite Charlie and Sharne.

I like her for him.

She's going to be long gone before your fundraiser.

But don't you want him to have someone?

I mean, he seems kind of lonely.

He's not lonely, babe.

Blackfellas have got people around them all the time.

I've been spending a lifetime trying to get some peace.

But he only has Kiah part-time.

I doubt very many people go to his record store.

And after your mum, he has no-one.

He's lonely, and lonely people are worse than needy lesbians,

and we both know that.

But you know what?

When Sharne gives him her uncle's record collection,

he will propose on the spot.

Who told you that Sharne's gonna give him her uncle's record collection?

Sharne did.

It's about the only thing I remember from last night.

So, about yesterday...

..I just think that was a... it was a momentary lapse...

..in trust.

Brought on by your lack of communication,

which I would... I would like you to acknowledge.

Yeah, OK. Yeah.

I acknowledge. Good.

(LAUGHS) And what about you tracking my phone?

Oh, that was, like, was just like a fleeting, like,

"Where is she?"

You know? Cheers. Cheers.

KIAH: Mum's made shepherd's pie.

Oh, your mum makes the deadliest shepherd's pie. You better go.

WOMAN: (OVER PHONE) Kiah!

OK, coming!

Bye, Daddy. Love you.

I love you too, baby.

(BELL DINGS)

Sharne?

I know June wasn't in the band with my uncle.

I know she doesn't play trumpet.

I know you two don't usually hang out.

But I don't know why the lying.

Are you after money?

No. No, definitely not.

The truth is...

..June represented George in a legal matter.

It was all confidential and that kind of shit.

I thought saying band practice would avoid questions,

but that was stupid.

I'm stupid, and June's June...

..but we are definitely not after any money.

Hand on heart.

Will you let me make it up to you?

Maybe we can go for dinner

that's not chicken and chips?

Some fancy wine?

(MUTTERS) Fuck.

I don't like fancy wine.

Neither do I.

I do like fish and chips.

And dancing.

Ooh!

Here's BB King, Live At The Regal Theatre, 1965.

You know this is considered

one of the best blues performances of all time?

No.

Oh, God. She's adorable.

Oh, yeah. She's my best mate.

Kills me when she says bye.

Can't even imagine her living on the other side of the country.

She's moving? Mm, maybe.

Her mum wants to move to Sydney with her husband.

Can you just go with her?

I've just lived in Freo my whole life.

You know, it's home. This is where I belong.

Mm.

Yes, I've never felt that.

Or maybe I'm just full of shit.

Maybe I'm just scared.

So, what's next in my musical education?

I don't know, let's have a look.

Ooh.

Neil Diamond. Ooh.

Apprehensive on Diamond.

I think I might need some more whisky and weed.

Yeah.

(CORK POPS) Hm!

(LIQUID POURS)

Ooh, sorry. That's more than a double...for you.

Are we gonna get this Diamond party started?

Yeah, sure.

(KNOCK AT DOOR) JUNE: Charlie!

Where the frig is he? Hey!

Fuck.

Isn't this shop meant to be open?

My customer base are late risers.

I've been trying to call you.

Now, did Sharne give you George's records?

Yeah. Those records have value, Charlie.

Especially to you. Motive, intention.

Upgrades your charges from dangerous driving to mur...

Shh.

(PHONE CHIMES)

June. Hi.

(MOUTHS)

Good morning.

Morning.

Um, I actually just got a text from Roddy.

What text?

First of all, I would like to apologise.

I was completely unprofessional yesterday,

and for that...

..I am sorry.

But I have turned a new leaf.

Mm-hm.

All thanks to you, Charlie boy. Really?

Your little coach talk -

clean myself up,

work this case,

win back my Shazza.

(SNIFFLES) With that in mind, I would, uh,

I would like to start again with a sober mind.

Uh, Roddy, maybe we should talk about this.

No, no, no, no. I've... I've mucked you around enough.

Sharne, would you mind if I look at the evidence?

Yeah. I'll get the pants.

Ah.

Yeah.

Uh.

Now, you see, it looks like dirt...

..but it's possibly paint, metallic.

So, what I'm going to do is give it a bit of...

Another good one.

That's nice. That's nice.

Now, I'll take these samples to the lab and get them tested.

Mm? Happy days.

Roddy?

Hey, look, uh, it's on my way,

I can drop those samples off at the lab for you if you want.

You know, you should go see Shazza.

With this second chance,

I want to prove to you that I am a professional.

OK, but it's just... it's just on my way.

Please. Are you sure?

Yeah, all good. Good? No, good.

Thank you. Good on you.

I respect that.

There we go.

(ENGINE STARTS)

So, are you OK with me staying a bit longer?

I'm definitely OK with you staying.

JUNE: Charlie!

Big Doris, eh?

I don't think she's used to seeing blackfellas around here.

What are you doing?

June.

You got a problem?

I saw.

Everything OK?

Yeah, everything's fine.

You got nothing, and that's what you're gonna get.

Anybody else seen this?

If you've never been to Australia before, how can this be you?

You know, we don't need any trouble with this.

I'll fix it.

JUNE: What have you done?

Are we stepping out of line?

(LAUGHS)

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