Original subtitles

(WATER LAPS GENTLY)

('YOU REALLY GOT ME' PLAYS)

- LILLIAN: Oh, yeah! Come on! - MARY: Whoo!

- (PARTYGOERS LAUGH) - HAMISH: Whoo!

- LILLIAN: Whoo! - HAMISH: Yes!

- LILLIAN: Yeah! - MARY: Oh-ho, yeah, baby!

HAMISH: Yoo!

(PARTYGOERS SING ALONG) ? Girl

? You really got me going

? You got me so I don't know what I'm doing... ?

- HAMISH: Yoo! - (LILLIAN LAUGHS)

? Yeah, you really got me now

? You got me so I can't sleep at night

- ? Oh, yeah... ? - PARTYGOER: Whoo!

? You really got me now

? You got me so I don't know what I'm doing now

? Oh, yeah

- ? You really got me now... ? - Oh, yeah, come on!

? You got me so I can't sleep at night

? You really got me

? You really got me

? You really got me

- MAN: ? Whoa! - MAN 2: ? Yeah! ?

Oh, yes!

? See, don't ever set me free

? I always wanna be by your side. ?

- ('FRIDAY ON MY MIND' PLAYS) - HAMISH: Yeah!

(BOTH SING) ? Gonna have fun in the city

? Ba-na-na-na-na-na-na-na

? I'll be with my girl She's so pretty

? Ba-na-na-na-na-na-na-na

- ? She looks fine tonight... ? - Whoo!

- ? She... ? - (MUSIC CUTS OUT)

- Hey! - (PARTYGOERS JEER)

It's almost midnight!

Yeah, come on, come on. We don't wanna miss it.

Oh, my God. OK.

We'll make the fireworks. Hurry, hurry!

- Quickly, quickly! - I need a champagne.

One sec, one sec.

- No, but I...I... - Marry me.

(PARTYGOERS VOICES ECHO)

Marry me.

- (PARTYGOERS CHATTER) - Don't miss the fireworks!

- (TENDER MUSIC) - (GASPS) It's beautiful!

And you have such terrible taste. (LAUGHS)

- Well, I had help. - PARTYGOERS: Six, five...

...four, three, two...

How long have you been planning this?

Since I met you.

- (TENDER MUSIC CONTINUES) - (FIREWORKS BOOM)

(QUIETLY) Let's do everything.

(TENDER MUSIC CONTINUES)

(SWAN CHIRPS)

(TENDER MUSIC CONTINUES)

(BREATHES DEEPLY)

(PILLS RATTLE)

(EXHALES)

(MAGPIES WARBLE OUTSIDE)

- (GRUNTS AND SIGHS) - (DULL THUD)

(FOOT THUDS)

(SIGHS)

(COATHANGER RATTLES)

(DOOR SQUEAKS)

(CHEERFUL FOLK MUSIC)

LILLIAN: Mind the horses here.

Please allow me to accompany you, Miss Rathbone.

LILLIAN: For the umpteenth time, Mr Winterton,

no, I do not need your accompaniment

when I am attending to my affairs.

WINTERTON: Isn't that precisely why you need

the accompaniment of a gentleman?

- Surely it's not safe for... - LILLIAN: Mr Winterton!

- I am a woman of independ... - (CAMERAS CLICK)

(TOURIST CHEWS NOISILY)

- (LILLIAN GAGS) - (QUIETLY) You OK?

Mm-hm.

I'll have you know...

- I'll... - (CHICKEN SQUELCHES)

...have you know...

(CHICKEN SQUELCHES)

I'll have...

- (VOMITS AND COUGHS) - TOURIST: Ugh!

- (CAMERA CLICKS) - TOURIST: Yuck!

- (TOURISTS EXCLAIM AND LAUGH) - (LILLIAN COUGHS)

Um... Very well, Miss Rathbone.

I...understand you're feeling poorly.

I shall see you anon.

- I must go to the, um... - (LILLIAN GAGS)

...to the post office.

This way.

- (BROODING FIDDLE MUSIC) - (TOURISTS LAUGH)

(LILLIAN GROANS)

- LILLIAN: Oh, my God, Sharon. - (DOOR CLOSES)

I'm so sorry. This kid was eating fried chicken in my face.

Yeah, sorry. (INHALES FORCEFULLY)

(EXHALES)

I knew there was something wrong with that takeaway last night.

- People were taking photos. - I know.

I'm gonna mention that when I ring in to complain.

This cannot keep happening.

It won't. I'm...

I'm pretty sure it's out of my system now.

I am very sorry about what you've been through.

- Really I am, but... - I'm OK now.

Lillian, I have to let you go.

No, come on. Please, Sharon.

This job is the only thing that's keeping me sane.

But it's not.

I can fix this. I...I promise. (GAGS)

- (STOMACH GURGLES) - (LILLIAN GAGS)

(DRAMATIC MUSIC)

(PEOPLE CHEER)

- Oh, my... - (FLAMES WHOOSH)

- (PEOPLE LAUGH) - PERFORMER: Yeah!

Whoo!

SONG: ? We're up all night to the sun... ?

- Whoo! - (LAUGHS)

? ..to get some... ?

PERFORMER: Alright, thanks for watching.

Come on, clap.

PERFORMER: Have a good night. (WHOOPS)

? We're up all night to get lucky

? We're up all night to get lucky

? We're up all night to get lucky... ?

(INDICATOR TICKS)

- (HANDBRAKE CLICKS) - (ENGINE AND MUSIC STOP)

(TENSE MUSIC)

(ECHOEY SOUNDSCAPE)

(GROANS)

- (BREATHES SHAKILY) - (TENSE MUSIC CONTINUES)

(PHONES RING NEARBY)

(GROANS)

P.A.: ..please report to the Emergency Department.

(KEYPAD BEEPS)

- (KEYPAD BEEPS) - (LILLIAN SIGHS OVER INTERCOM)

(KEYPAD BEEPS RAPIDLY)

OVER INTERCOM: What the fuck?

(LILLIAN SIGHS)

(SNIFFLES)

(KEYPAD BEEPS)

- (KEYPAD BEEPS RAPIDLY) - (THUMPS)

LILLIAN: Mary, where are you?

I'm outside your office. Someone's changed the key code.

Hey, can you let me in?

You need to use the front entrance.

Yeah, I have a woman here in a... big dress,

possibly on methamphetamine.

Sorry, it's Dr Harvey in the ED office.

MARY: Lillian.

- What's happened? - LILLIAN: I'm sick.

God, did a Clydesdale shit on you?

Can you give me something to stop throwing up?

Miss, I need you to step out into the corridor.

- MARY: Oh, no, no. - Just move away from the doctor.

- No. It's not a situation... - (BURPS)

I mean, obviously, it's a situation.

She's my friend. My... hungover friend.

We're fine, thank you.

Thanks.

(LILLIAN BREATHES HEAVILY AND SNIFFLES)

Sorry. I didn't realise you two...

The costume kinda threw me.

She works at Sovereign Hill.

(LILLIAN BREATHES HEAVILY)

Is that the theme park?

LILLIAN: It's the living museum.

Who's he?

This is Sam, my new registrar.

Sam, this is Lillian.

SAM: Hey.

(LILLIAN SIGHS)

What kind of emergency doctor freaks out so easily?

I didn't freak out.

LILLIAN: Tell that to the big boys in the uniforms.

- I was following procedure. - It's all good, Sam.

- She was banging on the glass. - MARY: I know.

Can you go and check on the kid in Room 1 for me?

I was not banging on the glass.

- See if her X-rays have landed. - You definitely were.

MARY: And chase them if they haven't.

And we were told to take extra precautions.

- Because the doctor that I... - No, no...

- ...replaced was killed on duty. - (VOMITS)

(LILLIAN COUGHS)

(LILLIAN GAGS)

(LILLIAN SIGHS)

Lillian was his fianc�e.

(LILLIAN EXHALES)

Shit.

Can you deal with that for me, please?

Sorry. I'll chase up those X-rays.

MARY: Yeah.

- (MARY CLEARS THROAT) - (DOOR OPENS)

P.A.: Visiting hours are between 10am and 7pm.

(DOOR SHUTS)

Why would you come here?

(SIGHS) I need an injection.

And a mint.

Sharon fired me.

I may have thrown up in front of a school group.

Oh, Lillian!

But if you give me an injection,

I can go back and show her that I'm fine.

(MARY LAUGHS RUEFULLY)

And if you wrote me a doctor's certificate to say

that I had food poisoning, then I can fix this.

Jesus Christ!

You know what this is, don't you?

Um... Oh, I don't know this one.

- A cry for help. - Yeah, it's not funny.

BOTH: You should be seeing a psychologist.

OK, fine, whatever.

(BOTTLE UNCAPS, CAP RATTLES ON TABLE)

Have a sip.

(SIGHS HEAVILY)

- (MELANCHOLY MUSIC) - (MARY SIGHS)

So I finished my victim impact statement.

Which was, you know... bleurgh.

But I'm glad it's done.

How are you going with yours? Have you started?

Because that's where I think the psychologist could help.

You know? Because you can't talk about what happened.

He might be able to help you get your thoughts...

Can you give me a fucking injection?!

Sorry.

But, actually, can you?

No.

Seriously?

Can you at least write me a doctor's certificate?

- I have to get back to work. - (DOOR OPENS)

- Mary! - Go home and sleep it off.

OK.

Fuck you.

Yeah, fuck you too.

(DRAMATIC MUSIC)

(SIRENS WAIL)

(DRAMATIC MUSIC CONTINUES)

KELLY: It's up here.

Tripadvisor gave this place 4.75 stars

as the best supper in the city.

(CHUCKLES)

Oh.

I just won $50.

I bet Sara that you couldn't make it through the evening

without answering an email.

Rupert says he wants to start the harvest Wednesday.

Which would be great if we were making vinegar.

MAN: We're going the wrong way. Sorry, mate.

- (KELLY SIGHS) - Oh!

Yeah, don't mind me.

Where are the manners?

Come on. You're just hungry.

- (MOTORBIKE ENGINE STARTS) - Yeah.

- KELLY: Alright. - Why isn't everyone in bed?

(HEARTBEAT THUDS)

P.A.: Dr Bruce, telephone, please.

(GRIM MUSIC)

- (ECHOEY SOUNDSCAPE) - (GRUNTS)

SONG: ? I'm just skin and bones

? I'm just skin and bones... ?

(PHONE RINGS)

? I'm just skin and bones... ?

Hey, babe!

I think I fucked up.

- ? Skin and bones... ? - Hey, Siri.

- Turn it off. - (SIRI CHIMES)

- (MUSIC TURNS OFF) - What happened?

Your cousin happened.

- What now? - We had a big fight.

In my office.

Wait, she came to the hospital?

She lost her job.

Oh, Jesus. Well... (SIGHS)

That was probably only a matter of time.

She met Sam.

Oh. How'd she take it?

She vomited.

Oh, baby, I'm sorry.

It wasn't just Sam.

She was so hungover. That's why she came here.

She wanted me to give her Maxolon.

Fuck, that's desperate. Did it help?

I didn't give it to her.

(UNCERTAINLY) OK. Alright.

She'll just start drinking again tonight

and be just as sick tomorrow.

OK, it's just you have given her medication before.

Well, this time, it was different.

She wasn't listening to anything I was saying.

And were you saying she should be seeing someone?

You didn't see what she was like.

Honey, I don't know why you would bring that up.

She hasn't even started

her victim impact statement.

Oh, God, Mary.

You can't pester her about that!

- If she can't write it or if... - Hey. So...

(SOFTLY) ..even talk about it with us,

how is she supposed to sit through everything in court?

Look, I know you're anxious about going...

- (DOOR OPENS) - Uh... (SCOFFS) No, no, no.

- This has nothing to do with me. - (DOOR CLOSES)

OK.

Can you just call her, please? She listens to you.

Well, that's bullshit.

Just see if she's alright.

No, you're the one who fucked up.

- I did not! - You just said you did.

Well, it's different when I say it.

- (DOOR SQUEAKS OPEN) - (HUFFS)

(TENSE MUSIC)

(DRAMATIC MUSIC)

Are you OK?

I will be... when we land.

- (HAPPY CHATTER) - (HORN HONKS)

Oh, hang on. Are we going the right way?

Oh! (SIGHS)

Let's just go back to the hotel.

No! This is our night without children. I wanna go out.

I just wanna get some room service.

- It's my birthday. - Yeah.

We came here. We saw your show.

And that's it, is it?

- That's all I'm allowed? - What?

A plane ride and a musical and then, "Shut up, Kelly.

- "Time for bed." - OK, alright, OK. Calm down.

Those tickets weren't cheap, by the way.

(DISTANT MUSIC THUDS)

You know what?

You go back to the hotel.

I'm having supper.

(WEARILY) OK.

Kelly.

(TENSE MUSIC)

- (ECHOEY SOUNDSCAPE) - (LILLIAN BREATHES SHAKILY)

(SNIFFLES)

(TENSE MUSIC BUILDS AND CRESCENDOS)

- (PHONE RINGS) - (SIGHS)

(SNIFFLES)

OK, there were two rings,

which means your phone wasn't off.

You've just hit the 'Piss off, Hamish' button,

which shits me because I'm working on

this really important noodle shop logo,

which, as I say, I know it doesn't sound that important,

but it is, so fucking call me back.

(SIGHS)

Lillian?

Henry from uni.

Oh, yeah.

You OK?

No.

Same, same.

Deep fryer.

Hey, are you coming back to uni?

(LILLIAN SIGHS)

I'm really sorry about your husband, by the way.

It was...

It was messed up.

(LILLIAN BREATHES HEAVILY)

It... it happened here, right?

Why don't you go stick your other hand, and maybe your head,

in the deep fryer?

(DRAMATIC MUSIC)

- Kelly! - (HORN HONKS)

- Kelly! - CYCLIST: Oi!

- (BIKE BELL RINGS) - Jesus Christ!

Kelly! Kelly!

I'm sorry. OK? I'm sorry.

I'm not going back to the hotel.

I know. I know.

Where's this supper place?

- (PEOPLE CHATTER) - (DISTANT MUSIC THUDS)

(WOMAN LAUGHS NEARBY)

ANDREW: Oh, yeah.

Looks good.

(TENSE, ECHOEY SOUNDSCAPE)

(LILLIAN BREATHES HEAVILY)

(LINE RINGS)

RECEPTIONIST: Bakery Hill Medical.

Uh, hi. Uh, do you have any doctors available?

(SNIFFLES)

(SIREN WAILS NEARBY)

Lillian.

Vandenberg.

V-A-N...

...D... (BREATHES DEEPLY)

Roger that. Rerouting now.

The smoke's too intense.

We'll have to land at Avalon. It might get a little bumpy.

DR COLLIE: I think we've botched it.

I'll call Lana.

(PEOPLE EXCLAIM)

(DISTANT MUSIC THUDS)

It's quarter to 12:00.

Who queues up for food at quarter to 12:00?

- (WOMAN LAUGHS) - What is this, a soup kitchen?

(KELLY LAUGHS AWKWARDLY)

You'll have to excuse my husband.

He hasn't left Adelaide since 1983.

What? No, come on. I'm just making a little joke.

Thought Melbourne had a comedy festival. Huh?

(PASSERS-BY CHATTER AND LAUGH)

Hey. Look at this lot.

- (PEOPLE LAUGH) - (BIKE RATTLES)

(PASSERS-BY CHATTER AND LAUGH)

Excuse me, have you...

Arrghh!

ANDREW: Whoa!

- (THUD!) - (ANDREW GRUNTS AND PANTS)

Wait!

Yes. I'm still here.

Fuck. (GROANS)

(TRUCK HORN BLARES)

- (HIGH-PITCHED WHINE) - (BREATHES SHAKILY)

(MAN'S VOICE ECHOES) He's not breathing.

(HIGH-PITCHED WHINE CONTINUES)

- (BREATHES SHAKILY) - (ECHOEY SOUNDSCAPE)

(DISTANT SIREN WAILS)

(DOOR SCRAPES)

- (ENGINE ROARS) - (TYRES SCREECH)

(SUSPENSION SQUEAKS)

(TENSE MUSIC)

- (ECHOEY SOUNDSCAPE) - (BREATHES SHAKILY)

- (SIREN WAILS) - DRIVER: Come on.

Come on, come on.

Let's go.

PARAMEDIC: Trauma victim - suffering cardiac arrest,

suspected fractured pelvis, and internal bleeding.

CPR on scene. ROSC, 14 minutes.

(SHAKILY) Oh, God.

Please hurry. Please hurry!

(SNIFFS)

(MARY SIGHS)

(DOOR BEEPS)

Fi, thank you so much.

(DISTANT METALLIC CLICKING)

(BULLDOG CLIP CLICKS)

(FIONA'S VOICE ECHOES) Just through here.

- (OFFICE HUBBUB) - (PHONE RINGS)

LILLIAN: I told her not to call you.

- Are you alright? - You scared the shit out of us.

I'm sorry. I shouldn't have pushed you about getting help.

I should have just given you the injection.

Yes, this is your fault, Mary.

This has absolutely nothing to do with me being an arsehole.

You're not an arsehole.

All the time.

Yeah, I am.

Yeah, she is! (CHUCKLES)

Well, of course you are.

The love of your life died.

(GLASS DRAGS ON DESK)

I'd be an arsehole too.

I shouldn't have been

pressing you to talk or write your statement.

Yes, you should have.

- Thought you were mad at me. - Well, what's the alternative?

Look at her.

For fuck's sake, Lillian, nobody wants to go to court.

But at least there'll be some closure.

The whole point of a victim impact...

Jesus Christ, don't you get it?

The whole point is there is no point.

- I don't care. - About what?

- About anything. - Well, you can't just...

You need to snap out...

Not snap out. I know that that's offensive.

I just mean that there is a light at the end of the tunnel.

And, yes, you are in the tunnel at the moment

and it's very dark

because...

...there's a curvy bit that's...

And... and... (SIGHS)

What am I trying to say, Mary?

Can I get a lift to my car?

Oh, the car with a gaping hole in its side?

Yeah, no, we're taking you home.

KELLY: Please hurry! Please hurry.

Please, please.

Please hurry!

- His sats have dropped to 85. - (KELLY GASPS)

(KELLY SOBS) I made him go to supper.

Is he gonna be OK?

Why didn't I just go with him back to the hotel?

Is he gonna be OK?

Is he gonna be OK? Is he gonna be OK?

Please?

He's OK. He's OK. (SOBS)

He's OK. (SOBS)

Please hurry! Thank you!

Thank you.

(SOMBRE MUSIC)

(BIRDS HONK)

(WATER LAPS IN DISTANCE)

(FOOTSTEPS)

OK.

- Right. That's it. - (TAP RUNS)

Get out of that dress. You're staying with us.

I'm... I'm good.

MARY: You can't stay here, Lillian.

It's like a... youth hostel

and a...a...

- And end-of-year soccer trip. - Fucked each other.

Jesus Christ!

How's the electricity not been disconnected?

- MARY: I'll pack a bag. - I'm not coming.

HAMISH: I'll sort the bills into piles.

- It's junk. - Tell that to the sheriff.

Are you fucking right?

I don't need you to pack

and I don't need you to open a letter from my local MP.

"No job too small. Australian..."

(SOBER MUSIC)

Australian what?

Tax Office?

(SOBER MUSIC CONTINUES)

DOCTOR: And so, unfortunately, Andrew has suffered

a massive cardiac arrest in the accident

and now he is in heart failure.

But it's going now. He's breathing now.

He is artificially breathing now

and we are circulating his blood for him.

So is he going to need a stent?

My father has a stent. He has two.

I'm so sorry. This is very different.

- We can't undo the damage. - (SOBS)

(SOBER MUSIC CONTINUES)

How long since you've lodged a return?

Is it a late fine?

Mary...

What is it?

HAMISH: We've got a good accountant.

(READS) "Dear Donor Family..."

Oh, holy fuck.

HAMISH: Who?

"I don't really know how to begin

"except to say thank you for my new heart."

(BREATHES SHAKILY)

It's his heart.

HAMISH: Oh! Oh.

LILLIAN: "10 months ago, I had an accident.

"And to cut a long story short,

"I was put on a waiting list for a new heart.

"Three months later,

"on the day you would have endured your loss,

"it came."

OK, everyone. We ready?

(HEART MONITOR BEEPS STEADILY)

(RESPIRATOR HISSES)

(SOMBRE MUSIC)

DR ANDERSON: Hello, Andrew.

You made it.

LILLIAN: "I can't describe the joy

"and relief my family and I felt

"on that day

"or how deeply grateful we are."

(LILLIAN MURMURS) This...

The next bit's blacked out.

It's redacted. It has to be anonymous.

Oh.

LILLIAN: "I can only imagine

"the pain you're going through,

"but I hope it gives you some comfort to know

"that your gift saved my life.

"I will never take for granted your generosity

"and I will cherish every day with my new heart.

"Forever in your debt, Recipient."

(WEEPS)

(LILLIAN SOBS)

(LILLIAN SOBS)

(LILLIAN SOBS)

(EMOTIONAL MUSIC)

(LILLIAN CONTINUES SOBBING)

(LILLIAN GULPS AND SNIFFLES)

(MARY SNIFFLES)

(EMOTIONAL MUSIC CONTINUES)

(HAMISH SIGHS)

I miss him. (SNIFFLES)

I know. (SNIFFLES)

I know.

(MARY SNIFFLES)

You OK, Lill?

(BREATHES SHAKILY)

I forgot.

(BLOWS NOSE NOISILY)

Forgot what?

The night he died,

that he... he was killed...

It's on a loop in my head and I can't make it stop.

You calling me.

You coming to get me.

Running through the hospital and my...

...my shoes weren't on properly.

(SOBS) And the police...

And then...

...seeing him there.

And his... his... his mum... yelling at me.

She was so mad.

I know.

So I forgot...

...that it wasn't all totally fucked.

And there's someone out there with his heart.

That's...

...what I mean about the tunnel.

That's the light.

Someone got to live.

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACH)

- (HAMISH SNIFFLES) - (LILLIAN KISSES)

Please don't do metaphors.

(TAP RUNS)

- Not just someone. - (TAP STOPS)

Lots of someones.

(HOPEFUL MUSIC)

(HOPEFUL MUSIC FADES)

(FLAG RUSTLES)

(GENTLE FIDDLE MUSIC)

SHARON: Good morning! Good morning.

That looks like a lovely lollipop.

Good morning, sir.

Ma'am!

Would the young 'uns like to meet the horses?

Come along. Come and meet Thursday.

He's the big one on the right.

BOY: Can you take a photo?

Lillian! What are you doing?

I just wanted to apologise.

Oh, for heaven's sake, can't this wait?

(CAMERAS CLICK)

(SHARON CHUCKLES)

I really am sorry about how I behaved, about...

...have been behaving.

I know you are.

(TAPS TWICE)

- DRIVER: Hah! - Oh!

LILLIAN: I...I totally understand your decision

for firing me,

but I really need my job back.

Lillian, there are other jobs...

- SHARON: Good morning! - Hi!

...not quite so public.

I want this job.

I need this job.

I can't talk about this now.

And you shouldn't be in the coach.

Sharon, please,

can... can I just...

Look, I started working here as a bit of a joke.

Not a... not a... not a joke.

I...I was the joke.

I...I was 34,

with no idea what I was doing with my life.

What I mean is, I thought it would be fun.

And it was fun.

But it... it was also great.

And I...I was good at it.

And then I met Ash.

And I think, when he saw me working here with the kids,

I think it made him like me more.

And he kept telling me how...

...how brilliant I was with them

and that... that I should be a schoolteacher.

And that's when I enrolled in university.

That was... that was because of him.

So...

You see, my... my whole adult life

finally made sense...

...because of this job.

But everything's changed, Lillian.

Not this place.

It's still 1851.

Everywhere I go, everyone just wants to talk about Ash

and how he died.

And then, when I'm here

and I'm in costume,

it just feels good to pretend that everything's normal

for a little while.

DRIVER: Whoa, Thursday.

Please, Sharon, I've almost finished my degree

and then I can be teaching here properly.

(SHARON SIGHS)

(SOBER FIDDLE MUSIC)

(SOBER MUSIC CONTINUES)

(MUSIC FADES)

You can come back on strict probation.

Really?

Thank you!

I...I won't let you down, I promise.

I've heard that before.

(UPBEAT FIDDLE MUSIC)

(FIDDLE MUSIC FADES)

(CAMERA CLICKS)

(HORSE WHINNIES OUTSIDE)

(DISTANT BIRDS SQUAWK)

(CLOCK TICKS)

(ROOSTER CROWS OUTSIDE)

(THOUGHTFUL FIDDLE MUSIC)

(UPLIFTING MUSIC)

Hello! Welcome to Rosalie Estate.

I'm Andrew Schneider, third-generation winemaker,

ninth-generation wine drinker.

(TOURISTS LAUGH)

Hope you're all looking forward to

tasting the best wine in the Barossa.

Now, cellar door's right down that way.

You'll find my beautiful wife, Kelly,

waiting for you in the gazebo.

- Enjoy! - TOURIST: OK. Let's go!

(SOOTHING MUSIC)

(PUTS BOTTLE DOWN)

KELLY: Oh! Hello!

Are you part of the group?

The tour?

Are you here for lunch?

Are you OK?

My fianc� is...

...was... his... his...

Oh! (LAUGHS)

Well, if he's caught up with my husband,

we'll never get him back.

Would you like to try some of our bubbles?

Andrew sent this to me.

I'm sorry?

He... he wrote to me.

Your fianc�?

Is...

(EXHALES)

Sorry. Um...

- (GLASSES CLANG AND SHATTER) - KELLY: Oh!

(DIZZILY) Oh!

So here we've got some big fruit flavours,

maybe some blackberry, some plum.

You might detect a hint of dark chocolate

for any of you chocolate lovers in the house.

- (TOURISTS GIGGLE) - (WHISPERS INDISTINCTLY)

Excuse me.

(BREATHES DEEPLY)

ANDREW: What happened?

Kelly?

Toby, get her a lemonade and keep everyone inside.

What's wrong? Where does it hurt?

Did you see it? Did she hit her head?

Baby... (BREATHES HEAVILY)

...this is... this is...?

Lillian. I'm Lillian.

(BOTH BREATHE HEAVILY)

Her fianc�...

(BREATH SHUDDERS)

...donated his heart.

I don't understand.

(KELLY SOBS)

Uh, sorry. I'm... I'm sorry.

I...I didn't mean to hurt Kelly.

And I...I just... I just wanted to...

...see you.

(ANDREW HYPERVENTILATES)

I thought it was anonymous.

It is.

I googled.

B...because there was only one heart transplant in Victoria,

in that 24 hours,

and we were in Ballarat.

So... and your story was in the news

and... and Kelly had put everything

about the accident on Insta and...

- Oh. - It'd just...

It wasn't that hard to find you.

I'm sorry.

Oh! No.

It's alright.

Isn't it?

(ANDREW BREATHES SHAKILY)

It is.

We understand.

Your letter was so lovely.

Took him two weeks to write that. (CHUCKLES)

He would've been so happy to help you.

Ash. His name was Ash.

- (KELLY GASPS) - He was a doctor.

Oh!

Oh, God.

We're just so sorry.

Do you want to see a photo?

(KELLY SOBS) Oh!

Oh! Um...

Yeah, yeah, of course.

Ooh!

Oh!

Ah.

He's...

(KELLY WEEPS)

(ANDREW GULPS)

Are you OK?

KELLY: Andrew.

I'm fine.

(BREATHES HEAVILY) I'm fine.

(SNIFFLES) I just wasn't expecting...

(BREATHES HEAVILY)

Expecting what?

Maybe we should go into the house.

LILLIAN: Hang on.

Expecting what?

He might need some food.

(KELLY BREATHES SHAKILY)

He's... he's probably overdone it.

He's overdone it.

(ANDREW BREATHES HEAVILY)

(MOROSE MUSIC)

(GRUNTS) Sorry.

(MOROSE MUSIC CONTINUES)

(MECHANICAL RATTLING)

JACK: Sorry - this fucking thing, it's either freezing

or... it's more freezing.

- (AIR CONDITIONER WHINES) - JACK: Oh, come on!

What you get for the cheapest office space in town, I guess.

MARY: What you don't have in warmth,

you make up for in petrol fumes.

Yes! Which, uh, really suits half my clientele.

And how many 'clientele' have you got so far?

JACK: A few, actually.

And some of them even pay me.

MARY: Fools.

I promise I'll pay you in dinner.

Oh, yeah?

What kind of dinner?

- Um... - I mean, out or at your place?

We don't go out. My house.

JACK: OK.

So that's three dinners. With meat.

Fine! Three, but we want top-shelf legal advice.

I don't need advice.

The police have been good, but it's all a bit daunting.

Hamish has been worried about me, Jack.

He forgets I run an emergency department.

HAMISH: You've never been in court before.

I don't have to do anything. He's pleading guilty.

- You still have to show up. - But this is great.

So you can see Lillian.

She'll be on Lillian time.

Uh, did you read her victim impact statement?

Uh, no. No, I haven't seen it.

She was emailing it.

Oh, OK.

She's really turned a corner.

Has she?

Do you have the internet?

Yes. This is a service station, not a submarine.

Have you read it?

No.

But she definitely said she was doing it.

OK. OK.

Uh, so, realistically,

that might still be in her wish list column.

- Wish list? - JACK: Yeah.

I mean, she's not legally required to do a statement.

- HAMISH: Isn't she? - JACK: No.

The hospital said I had to do one.

Yep, they'll be wanting to maximise the pressure.

But, um, you know, technically,

she doesn't even have to go to court.

But that's ridiculous, though.

I'm not the victim in this.

Well, I'm not sure that's true.

Lillian is. Why am I doing a victim impact statement?

Well, I mean, it's preferable if she does, obviously.

You know, to make the sentence stick.

- Right. - (JACK RUBS HANDS)

Jesus, my fingers are bone white. (CHUCKLES)

Um, why don't we go over your statement while we're waiting?

I know it.

JACK: Of course you do.

Um, it's just...

And, look, I hate to say these words,

but Hamish was right.

Um, it is daunting to be in court and to have to face him.

Yes, you run an ED and... and you're used to trauma.

- (UNIT WHISTLES AND RATTLES) - JACK: But, um...

...this is different.

- Ash was our friend. - HAMISH: And...

(VOICE ECHOES) It's hard enough for us to deal with it.

(JACK'S VOICE ECHOES) Right.

And we weren't there.

- (HIGH-PITCHED WHINE) - JACK: I just think, um...

(HIGH-PITCHED WHINE GROWS LOUDER)

JACK: And for you to have been there with him when, um...

It is daunting to be in court and...

- (WHINING STOPS) - You know what?

I'm gonna call Lillian, actually.

Let's see how far away she is.

(SOFTLY) This is ridiculous.

(MOROSE MUSIC)

(PHONE BUZZES)

(PHONE CLICKS AND STOPS BUZZING)

(MUTTERS) What the fuck was that name?

(PHONE CLICKS)

Uh, sorry, someone called Lillian Vandenberg

is on the phone.

She's super upset.

Uh, I told her that you were on a Zoom,

but she's kind of freaking out.

(MUZAK PLAYS)

WOMAN: Lillian?

(PHONE KEYPAD CHIMES)

Hi. I'm Susan Sinclair.

I'm the family coordinator.

We met after Ash passed away.

Where are the other letters?

I'm sorry?

You've only sent one letter.

But we donated everything.

OK.

Well, the process can be...

Why hasn't anyone else written?

Are they not... grateful?

Oh, Lillian, it... it's not that.

Uh, look...

...people find it hard to write for a lot of reasons.

They're overwhelmed, they're scared...

Is there a vetting system?

For the letters?

- For the recipients? - Well...

They have to be compatible -

blood group, size, tissue.

But what about a compatible person?

Has something happened?

No, I just

want to know if...

...like, if there's a caveat

for... for who gets it.

(TYPES) No, there are no caveats.

Ash had no caveats when he chose to be an organ donor.

But I can assure you, his generosity, and yours,

has saved many different lives.

Lillian?

I'd really like another letter.

(GENTLE STRINGS MUSIC)

(YELLS) Andrew! Dinner!

Mathilde, can you tell the boys

if they don't come inside now, there's no dessert?

(YELLS) Oliver! James!

Not like that!

You just yelled for Dad.

Well, he's in the next room.

I think he has his door closed.

(SWEEPING ORCHESTRAL MUSIC PLAYS)

DOCUMENTARY NARRATOR: While only designed in 1940,

the North American P-51 Mustang

quickly became known as the pilot's plane...

It's that doco Gavin recommended

about the P-51 Mustang.

Hmm. One of my favourites.

Dinner's ready.

Uh, I might have mine in here.

- Fast and furious... - Are you OK?

(SCOFFS) Why do you keep asking me that?

Because you... you want to eat dinner on your own.

Oh, just a bit tired.

(DOCUMENTARY NARRATION CONTINUES)

Is it about yesterday?

No, Kelly, it's not.

I told you.

KELLY: I know.

But... such a shock.

I'm not the one who fainted. (SNIFFS)

Oh. OK.

ANDREW: Look, I've just been...

I'm alright.

But I'm wondering if Lillian is.

...to New York and over the course of...

(DOCUMENTARY STOPS PLAYING)

(BREATHES HEAVILY)

What's that supposed to mean?

She was upset.

- I didn't ask her to come here. - I know, but...

She lost her fianc�. Of course she's upset.

You upset her.

The way that you reacted when you saw the photograph,

it looked like you didn't like what you saw.

I beg your pardon?

Because he was...

I mean, did you ever consider that he might not be white?

I can't even...

(SCOFFS)

I don't...

(EXHALES)

Jesus, Kelly, I cannot believe you would say that.

That's what it looked like!

That's why she left so abruptly.

I think you need to say sorry.

I need to say sorry?

I was ambushed.

What she did is illegal.

But that doesn't change the way that you reacted.

(MOROSE STRINGS MUSIC)

HAMISH: But why did she go to Adelaide?

She said she needed to clear her head.

Who goes to Adelaide to clear their head?

Mummy! I've got earrings!

(GASPS) I love them.

- HAMISH: When's she coming back? - I don't know.

Well, how am I supposed to make another appointment with Jack?

I don't know!

I'm not going again.

But we didn't go through the statements.

Can I have some earrings too?

- Of course. - MARY: Hmm!

Babe, we need to see him again.

We see him all the time!

I'm serious. You heard what he said about Lill...

MARY: Oh, my God, Hamish.

Did you hear what I said?

I deal with this stuff every day, OK? I'm fine.

Well, you're not.

Well, I have to be, don't I?

Unlike Lillian, I don't have a choice.

I don't get to go off on a fucking road trip.

Or not show up to court if I don't feel like it.

I'm gonna get changed.

(SPAGHETTI SPLATTERS)

Fantastic.

(GENTLE MUSIC)

(BAGS RUSTLE, BOTTLES CLINK)

- (TAILGATE SLAMS) - (HIGH-PITCHED WHINE)

(MAN'S VOICE ECHOES) Hello!

- (WATER LAPS) - (SWAN SQUAWKS)

(LILLIAN CALLS OUT) What are you doing here?

How did you find me?

You said Ballarat.

And, uh...

...I wasn't the only story in the paper.

Your landlord said you'd be back soon.

(ROWERS LAUGH AND CHATTER)

Flew my plane over, actually.

Sounds grander than it is. Just a little four-seater.

Still sounds pretty grand.

(CHUCKLES) Yeah.

Beautiful spot you've got here.

- You a rower? - No.

Ash was.

Oh! What kind of rower was he?

I don't know.

I used to row for the university men's eight.

We had a bit of success...

Look, I don't know what you're doing here,

but I've got some cold stuff that I need to put away.

- Oh, I'll give you a hand. - No.

OK.

Look, I don't know if you, um...

You left this behind.

My letter.

Also, I, uh... I wanted to apologise...

...for not asking you to stay for lunch.

Should have stopped you from leaving.

(ROWERS LAUGH)

Sure I can't help with one of those?

- I've... - (BOTTLES CLINK)

I know you were disappointed.

What?

You wrote all those beautiful things

when you didn't know what Ash looked like,

but when you saw his photo, you were disappointed.

No.

No, that's not true.

You literally reeled.

(SCOFFS) No.

No. Gosh, I'm so sorry you... you thought that.

- I didn't think it. I saw it. - OK.

Well, I don't know what you think you saw,

but, um, I wasn't disappointed.

I was, um...

Yeah, I don't know. I was...

I, um... felt like I had the flu or I was sick or something.

You were sick?

No. No, I wasn't. I was...

I was just in shock

because I was seeing

the person whose heart I have.

Because it's one thing to...

...to know that you have someone's...

...but to actually see who he was,

I just... I wasn't ready for... for... that.

And after you left,

since then, I've... I've read all these stories about him

and seen what a good guy he was

and... and how involved in the community he was,

it's incredible.

Boy, you thought only white people could be good citizens?

No! No, of course not.

He was the absolute best person,

and you don't get to be disappointed, OK?

- ANDREW: No, I'm... I'm... - You just don't...

(SOBS) I miss him so much.

(SOLEMN MUSIC)

(BREATHES SHAKILY)

I can't actually believe that...

...part of him is in you.

It's just fucking crazy.

(PAPER BAGS RUSTLE)

ANDREW: I feel terrible...

...about what happened to him.

(BOTTLES CLINK)

What I read about that night was just so, um...

Actually, I can't stop thinking about it.

Me either.

I keep thinking about it and hoping that he wasn't looking.

Because he was facing the... girl on the gurney.

There were two of them.

They were both juiced up on ice

and she'd smashed her hand through a window, but...

Yeah, Ash had calmed her down a bit,

but the boyfriend was still freaking out

and he went and had another snort.

And then when he came back,

he thought that Ash was hurting her.

And he came up from behind and... and punched

and Ash fell...

...back and hit his head.

I'm so sorry.

Did you get to...

Did he... he regain consciousness at all?

He was on life support when I got there.

(ROWERS GIGGLE AND CHATTER NEARBY)

(SWANS CHIRP)

(SOMBRE MUSIC)

(CHICKENS CLUCK)

Um, hi.

Shit. You scared me.

This is fun.

MARY: Mm-hm.

Are you OK?

'Cause it looks like you're drinking with the chickens.

Well, you know. (CLEARS THROAT)

I just did a double.

And the kids are annoying.

And Hamish is annoying.

Lucky I'm not annoying.

- You here for dinner? - Don't know. What's he cooking?

Careful. The big fat one's a bolter.

- LILLIAN: Oh. - (CHICKENS CLUCK)

So I wrote the victim impact statement. (SIGHS)

Fuck.

Really?

Well... great.

(CHICKEN CLUCKS)

I'm sorry for being such a shithead.

I do know how hard this has been for you.

I'm fine.

I love you.

Love you too.

So I met the guy who has Ash's heart.

He might be a bit of a dick,

but he and his wife are coming here next Thursday for dinner.

(CHICKEN CLUCKS)

I wonder if he likes chicken.

(CHICKEN CLUCKS)

SONG: ? How can you mend

? A broken heart?

? How can you stop the rain

? From falling down?

? How can you stop

? The sun from shining?

? What makes the world go round?

? And how can you mend

? This broken man

? And let me live again?

? La la la-la

? Da da da-da-da-da. ?

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