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- Banned from surgical practice.
- No way.

We'd like you to serve
your year of atonement

as a general practitioner
in the town of Whyhope.

- Joey!
- Hugh!

There's a mass on your chest -
at Hillbilly Hospital,

we don't know what that is,
so you need to go to Sydney.

I'm not getting chemo. Seen
what it done to Mum, remember?

I've known Joey all my life.
He is my oldest friend.

Joey's dying, Hugh.
There's no point

dragging it out
because you don't like it.

- You're a dad, you know.
- What?

Ajax. He's yours.

I was afraid of blowflies
when I was little.

- Ajax is my son?
- Look at me now.

Hardly give them
a second thought.

Did you ever sleep with
Callie Cross, Hugh?

You know I did.

Think Matt
knows about Ajax?

Anything's possible in a family.

- Promise me we won't tell him.
- About the kiss?

Don't call it "the kiss"!

If only I had a little grandson,

one that I could pass
my recipe on to.

How long does a
grandmother-to-be have to wait?

I'm ovulating. Do you wanna hit
the office and... do the books?

Three years is a long time
without any action.

Her husband died.
Give her a break.

- I can walk to school by myself.
- Where did you get a phone?

It was Dad's.
I found it in his stuff.

.

Ha-ha!

Do that again
and I'm divorcing you.

I thought your morning swim was
supposed to make you happy.

- It does.
- You seem pretty grumpy to me.

This is my quiet time, Matt,

a bit of space to myself
before the day begins.

- Now you're sulking.
- I'm giving you space.

Clearly don't want me
to come for a swim.

Matt, you never come swimming.

Well, I thought it'd be a nice
surprise, a little treat.

- I guess I was wrong.
- Matt...

Enjoy your swim.

You coulda just asked.

I heard that!

There could be mines
anywhere. We can't move!

- Hang in there.
- You can't leave us out here.

We were just playing footy.

- No, stop, stop.
- No, we need to get through.

You can't - the whole paddock's
rigged with IEDs.

That's improvised
explosive devices.

- You're kidding!
- I wish. One's gone off already.

We don't know
what else is out there.

- Out here.
- Coming, mate.

Don't move! I'm not letting
anyone else get hurt.

You don't even know if there's
any other mines out there.

IEDs. We have to wait
for the bomb squad.

- Where are they?
- Caught up in Sydney with fog.

- Send someone over!
- What, so that's it?

The kid just bleeds out,
does he?

I feel your frustration but
there's nothing else we can do.

Oi, are you coming?
His bloody finger's right off.

Any other injuries?

A big cut in his leg.
He's shaking.

Alright, lay him down,
put pressure on it.

Use your hoodie if you have to.

I'm heading out.

What's with handcuffs?

Ex-army. Afghanistan.

You've obviously
arrested him for it.

Why don't we just ask him
where the other IEDs are?

It's an ongoing investigation.
I can't let you talk to him.

Mate, come on.

Yep.

♪ I'm going up the country

♪ Babe, don't you wanna go?

♪ I'm going up the country

♪ Babe, don't you wanna go?

♪ I'm going someplace
where I've never been before

♪ I'll leave this city

♪ I've got to get away

♪ I'm gonna leave this city

♪ I've got to get away

♪ All this fussin' and fightin'

♪ Man, you know
I sure can't stay. ♪

1x05

Is he good?

This place has
a proper man-drought.

Especially with
a nickname like mine.

I always wondered
how that happened.

Chantel Waugh, tug of war,
Tugger.

- Oi! Mate!
- Your first name's Chantel?

Please don't
tell anyone.

So not a good name
for a cop.

Fully lacking
in authority.

Annoying, aren't they?

Millennial shits, think they can
just run through your property

without asking -
I mean, I get it.

Here's the thing. I really need
to treat that kid, though.

And you're the only one
who knows how I can do that

without being, well, blown up.

- It wasn't meant for them.
- Right.

Of course, I mean,
they're not your enemy.

That one he copped,
that was just a warning,

a bit of shrapnel -
minimum injury, maximum impact.

Right. Good. Well, that worked.

Um... are there any others?

Some out there that'll
blow you all to kingdom come.

Right, well, we haven't got time
to work out

exactly why you think
we deserve that.

So how about you just tell us

if there's a clear path
out to the boys.

- Classified.
- Nup. Not classified.

Hey, there's a kid out there

bleeding to death
because of you.

- He knew the rules.
- The rules, right.

"Let's not cut through this
paddock after footy training

"because there's likely to be

"a variety of unexploded
homemade bombs out there!"

- That's not a rule!
- Get out, Hugh.

You know what rule you're
about to learn, soldier?

Prison rules, yeah, and
a crash course in prison love.

- Hugh!
- Yeah, enjoy that, soldier!

You've got blood
on your hands, mate.

It doesn't make sense.

Write a letter to your dad.
What's nonsensical about that?

He can't read it. He's dead.

Listen, I know
tomorrow's gonna be hard,

but it's unhealthy
to bottle up your feelings.

Is that a scientific fact or is
that just something people say?

OK. Let's talk tonight.

And don't...

Floyd!

There's been a complaint
about the storeroom.

There's so many boxes,

the staff can't use it
for storing purposes.

Those boxes contain

all the precious medical records
of our community.

I need to keep them safe until I
can get them into the computer.

I just think we need
to drill down on this one.

We need an effective solution
that delivers

with less disruption
to the rest of the team.

Ken, sometimes you really need
to stop and listen to yourself,

and then find a way
to support your team

- in a more positive way.
- Faulkner, Harry.

It slipped
behind my filing cabinet.

I hope you're not hiding any
more loose files in your office,

Dr Cartwright, because Betty
already has a big enough task.

Let's not start the blame game.

If you want a hand,
put in a request form.

This whole passive aggressive
good girl act is enervating.

She's playing you. Man up.

Stop making it so easy for her.

Well, that was rude.
I was just trying to help.

No, she's right. We're being
completely insensitive.

It's tomorrow - the anniversary
of her husband's death.

That's tomorrow?

I should go apologise.

I think it's best
you just leave it.

- She needs a whole lot of space.
- Once again, we disagree.

Sorry to interrupt. I just
wanted to apologise for before.

- It was insensitive.
- All good.

Why don't you take tomorrow off?

I've already applied for leave.

Of course you have,
and you shall have it.

Already do.

Good, good.

Permission granted.

Hey, Doc, I-I can't actually
feel me fingers.

Ajax!

- This is a restricted area.
- They're my footy mates.

- Oi, Ajax, get her to help!
- Yeah, I'll try.

What are you doing here?

Anton posted on Instagram
♪No-one'sHelping.

They're in the middle
of a minefield.

- They're just left there to die?
- No-one's dying today, alright?

Really? And you can stop that
from back here, can you?

Yeah, that'll do.

Alright.

Just a rock.

Yes!

Yes!

What brings you here?

It's Jai, isn't it?

Partial amputation of index,
long and ring finger,

superficial laceration
of the right forearm,

one deep 8-centimetre
laceration, upper right thigh,

requiring suturing,
some shock symptoms.

Anyone manage to pick up this
young man's missing fingers?

We were in a minefield,
surrounded by live ammunition -

not the sort of place
you wanna go digging around in.

You should have see him, Penny.
Hugh was incredible.

So no fingers.
Let's get him into surgery.

Hey, take no notice of her.

That was straight up the sexiest
thing I've seen all year.

You're a credit to us all,
Dr Knight.

Thank you?

May I?

I saw that tyre video
on Instagram.

- ♪HometownHero.
- What, it's online?

You've had a brush with death.
Your aura is very bright.

Um... thank you?

It's actually better
if you go high.

The things you know, Dr Knight.

- Wow, that looks serious.
- Very.

Soon, everyone who's ever
walked through that door

will be safely stored
in the cloud.

Right.

I've had every old file dug up
and stacked in the storeroom.

Ken's been complaining,
but he needs to learn

that you have to have chaos
before you can have order.

Joey. We need to talk.

Meryl knew that Ajax was mine.

Your brother saved a boy's life
today. He's a hero.

It's actually part of
his job description.

No-one goes on about me when
I create a great summer brew,

which I have, by the way.

I'm up for an award for it
in Melbourne next month!

You're particularly needy today.

Yeah, well, I live on scraps,
it happens.

Spare me,
you have everything,

more than anything that anyone
ever expected you to have.

Thanks, Mum. I think.

I wanted to ask you
about Callie.

Did she ever say that Mum and
Dad knew about me and Ajax?

I only talked to her
that one time,

you know, when she was
still alive.

Well, obviously.

Before your folks
adopted Ajax, though.

She didn't say anything
about them knowing back then.

Right.

Well, after they adopted him,

Mum requested a Y chromosome
test between Dad and Ajax.

Callie had a thing
with your dad?

No! It's a paternal test.

The Y chromosome is passed down
from father to son,

so if the grandfather
is a match,

it's also a paternal match
for me.

- Or Matt.
- Sure. Or Dad.

But neither of them had
a one-night stand at a B&S ball

with Callie Cross,
now, did they?

- She did say it was you.
- Because it WAS me.

- Shit.
- Yeah.

- Well, is that it?
- Mm.

No.

When was the last time
you got laid?

Dr Knight!

Hospital release for your
completely irresponsible,

egotistic minefield rescue.

- Who is now alive, thanks to me.
- Hometown hero or just lucky?

And I'll need
this fortnight's urine sample.

Is Penny being particularly
certifiable today or...?

It's the anniversary of
her husband's death tomorrow.

All the experts say
the lead-up's

just as bad as the day itself.

Not that I blame her.

Rage, wail, gnash your teeth,
rent your clothes, I say.

As in the traditional tearing
of clothes to signify grieving.

It's 'rend', not 'rent'.

Useful. Thank you.

So... how did it happen?

Car accident.

Shit.
That must have been terrible.

- It's just incredibly sad.
- Yeah.

She's started to
bounce back, though.

The human spirit always rises.

Except for today. Today,
she'll tear your head off.

Hugh! Hugh!

Are these any good?

- What the hell?
- I stayed back and had a look.

I got lucky. So can you fix Jai?

What kind of a halfwit walks out
into a live minefield?

Well, I found them, didn't I?

Well, you could have
been blown up.

Yeah, but I wasn't.

- Alright, just don't tell Mum.
- OK.

So we clean them up. They stay
cold, keeping the cells alive.

Then when they get there,

the microsurgeons will cut out
any necrotic tissue.

That just means the bits
that are no good anymore.

Jai, you should look -
you can see everything.

- Are they nerve endings?
- Tendons, mate.

Cool.

Yeah, I think I'll skip that.

That should just about do it.

Hugh's held a human heart
in his hand before.

The important thing is
not to drop it.

I've held a Clydesdale heart
once. That thing was heavy.

Your chariot awaits.

The ambulance is here
to take you to the airport.

- Can I take him outside?
- No wheelies.

Um, I'm supposed to
get drafted next year.

I really need my hands.

They'll be perfect, right, Hugh?

Well, I'm sending you to the
best microsurgeon in Sydney.

So I'll be able to move
my fingers like I used to?

Jai, mate, we got this.

You can thank us when
you get your Brownlow.

I'm not thanking you.

Your brother is sweet.

You do know he has a girlfriend?
Who's a lovely Christian girl.

Well, there's no need
to warn me off.

I prefer a man with
a little bit of experience.

I don't know, maybe we could
do something fun tonight.

Is this about this morning?
Forget it.

No, I was scratchy. I'm sorry.

- Well, you did have that tone.
- Schoolteacher?

I think you got promoted
to headmistress.

Well, maybe I'll have to
keep you back for detention.

I've gotta go.

Shit!

Floyd, you OK?
OK, just keep still, OK?

Alright, I know it looks nasty,
but it's just a dislocation,

so it should just
pop right back in, OK?

Alright, here we go.

Alright, just
bear with me a second.

How about I have a go?

OK.

Just put some pressure on there.

- Like this?
- Yep.

OK.

- There you go.
- Easy.

Now, just hold that there.
I'm gonna go and get a sling.

That nurse
schooled you good.

It's always best to let women
think you need rescuing.

That right there is the best
pick-up tip you'll ever get.

- I'm 10, you know.
- File it away.

What were you doing mucking
about with a bookcase anyway?

I was trying to get a book.

OK.

You're OK. You're here now.

Hey, Floyd, I'm so glad
you're OK.

I'll meet you at the car.

So, what do you think?
We sue for a million bucks?

Department of Education
is good for it, I'm sure.

- You think this is funny?
- It was just a joke.

What kind of classroom
do you run

where a kid ends up
in a hospital?

I don't have 25 eyes
in my head, Penny.

He was climbing a bookshelf.

How many eyes
do you need for that?

It happened really fast.
It was an accident.

In which he could have been
seriously hurt.

I am really very sorry.

I shouldn't even be here.
I need to be at home.

Penny...

Hugh Knight.

Yes, Jai Baxter is my patient.

Right.

I see.

Where's your brother?

I came down to congratulate you,

perhaps see about getting
a photo in the 'Courier',

then Hayley reads me
a bunch of texts

about how you let your brother
go into a minefield.

- Sorry, Ajax.
- He did that all by himself.

- And you didn't encourage him?
- No, he didn't. Jai's my mate.

He's got a chance at AFL.
You don't just let that go.

And Hugh's got the best bloke
in Sydney on the case.

Yeah, about that...

Um, let's go somewhere quiet.

The good news is they got
the fingers back on,

but there was
too much damaged tissue.

My colleague believes that

Jai's mobility will be
greatly reduced.

- Footy?
- I don't think so.

Does that mean no?

Yeah, that means no.

You shit.

You shit, soft Sydney loser!

Hey, hey, hey, don't do that!

Useless bloody idiot!

Shit brother! Shit doctor!

Shit! Shit!

Maybe I should go in.

It's probably not
a good time right now.

And no thanks to you.

How was I to know he'd do this?

- It's fine, I have it sorted.
- Lying idiot!

What does that even mean?

What it means,
I saw this coming.

As soon as we got those text
messages, I made the right call.

Shit!

You ruin everything!
Shit! Shit!

Liar! Shit!

Shit!

If you won't
let me help you live,

at least you should have sex
one more time before you go.

Steady on! He's still
got some life in him yet.

Right? Tell your brother
I don't need him to set me up.

No, you need
his help for that.

Mate, you're hopeless
with women,

even at school when it was easy.

It wasn't easy at school.

I'm great at setting people up.
Look at my little brother.

I'll take the credit
for that, thanks.

Look, Joey, if you
don't want sex, that's fine.

I've got some great ideas
on cancer treatment

you might like to hear.

- The cop?
- Sergeant Tugger.

Come on. How can you refuse?

Ladies.

Alright, the first drinks
are on me.

Can I get three
fluffy ducks, thanks?

I'm afraid of rodeo clowns.

They just fully
give me the creeps.

No way! Me too.

I mean, of course
that's in confidence

'cause it's not a great look
professionally to appear weak.

Trust me, I would never wanna
break the law with you around.

Well, lucky I'm off duty
tonight, then.

I never would've guessed that.

She was telling me how she never

meets any nice guys
at the minefield.

You know we were
at a minefield today?

No, mate. You must be
some kind of hometown hero.

The whole town
was after a selfie.

- Cheers, guys!
- Thanks.

Pfft! Does no-one
stay up late in this town?

Are you saying this town's
too boring for you?

- Here we go.
- Charlie, close those doors.

Here we go!

We're having a private function.

- It is on!
- Yeah!

♪ Rock lobster! ♪

- I'm just gonna steal this one.
- Mwah!

- You alright?
- Arm, arm!

Don't... don't look like
you're helping me.

Alright, alright, alright.
You make the next round.

♪ Rock lobster

♪ Rock lobster... ♪

My constable's daughter
goes to your school!

- Whoa!
- And he says you're a TILF!

You know what that means?

You're a 'teacher
I'd like to fuck'.

Thank you, Tugger.
What a lovely thing to say.

Must be nice to get
the feedback, though, Charlie.

You can't imagine.

- Shots!
- Genius!

So you're seeing Hugh?

Christ, no! I'll probably
shag him, though.

Right.

I mean, he's pretty fit for
an old bloke, don't you think?

Sorry!

It's so weird of you
to think about

having sex with
your brother-in-law.

No, we've had sex. Lots.

He and I were together
before Matt and I got married.

- No way.
- Mm.

That first Christmas lunch
must have been interesting.

Hugh doesn't do Christmas.

♪ Not talkin'
about fashion, no

♪ Not talkin'
about money, no

♪ Not talkin' about
fight from the right

♪ It's just
a soul kinda feeling

♪ A-moving with the beat

♪ It's just a soul
kinda feeling

♪ Sounding kinda sweet... ♪

- You alright?
- Yeah, it's nothing.

What? Appendicitis? Hernia?
Endometriosis?

- UTI? Crohn's?
- OK, Dr Google!

I'm just getting my period.

What are you even
doing in the ladies'?

Have you seen
the state of the men's?

- No way I'm going in there.
- Yeah, I've cleaned it.

You are so wasted here.

Ooh!

Aoife seems nice.

- Good nurse.
- Nurse?

Don't give me that.
There's something between you.

Jealous.

So not.

Don't do that.

- I'm not doing anything.
- You're giving me that look.

This is just how I look
when I look at you.

Then you have to stop.

You stop.

OK.

I'm ending this.

I don't want to.

Kiss me.

Alright, I think someone's had
a little bit too much to drink.

No, you're in my head, Hugh,
only the you in my head

is this fantasy idea of you
and it's gotta go.

Matt is real and I love him

and I need to put him back
in my head where he belongs.

- By kissing me?
- Yeah.

- That's a really bad idea.
- Just shut up and do it!

It's got nothing to do with you.

- Good.
- Very good.

There's absolutely
nothing there.

You're my ex.

I'm free!

Thank you.

- Get up.
- Huh?

Get up, get up, get up!

It's time for a swim, Matt.

Matt!

You smoke-bombed me last night.

I don't think so.

Well, you ran off
without saying goodbye.

What if that was our moment
and you missed it?

Then I'd be very sad. Was it?

Who can say?

Would you like to sign Penny's
condolence card, Dr Knight?

Sure. Couldn't get
a bigger one?

Our sympathy is large.

- I'll need a $2 contribution.
- Of course.

You don't think we're three
years too late with the card?

Maybe. You think it's like
salt in the wound?

Perhaps some flowers?

- Better.
- Great.

Not lilies or carnations,
though.

This is a manners minefield.

I do feel sorry for Penny, but
stoic silence in the workplace

would be a better choice.

You should put that in the card.

I'll need an extra $2
for the flowers.

Do babies really
come out of here?

Yes, kind of.

What are you doing here?

I told my mum
I was gonna come here

and hang out with you for a bit.

Floyd, mate...

..if you're gonna lie, at least
do a bit of research first.

It's Saturday. I'm allowed.

Your mum has no idea
you're here, right?

Alright, grab whatever it is
8-year-olds carry with them.

I'm 10.

- I'm not going.
- She's already mad at you.

I don't want to be
added to that list.

She never laughs.
He was always laughing.

Well, he must have been mad
sometimes.

No, Dad built me
a remote-controlled car,

and then we'd go to the oval
and do smash-'em-up derbies.

He was the best.

Fair enough.
That does sound pretty good.

And she wants me
to write him a letter.

It doesn't even make sense.

'Cause he can't read it.

Right, you get it.

But she is your mum,

so maybe it's just best
to do what she says.

I'm sick of it. I want
to hang out with you.

Yeah, well,
I'm really sorry, mate.

You're a hypocrite!

I did you
a proper favour yesterday

when I never told my mum the
nurse did my elbow and not you.

The fact that I have to do this
means that you owe me one.

We're even.

Penny?

I'd just like to say
in my defence

that I never deliberately
invited him into my office.

Penny?

You here?

Hello.

What are you doing in my house?

Outside.

- Get in the house.
- But, Mum...

Inside.

Thank you for bringing him home.

But I really wish you hadn't
gone snooping in my house.

There was
no snooping. I called out.

You touched my things.

And that was wrong.

I am very sorry for your loss.

- Are you?
- Why wouldn't I be?

You have to care about something
other than yourself

to know how this feels.

How are you so perky?
I saw how much you drank!

I'm filled with
the joy of a new day.

I think I hate you.

A swim will fix that.

Ha-ha!

Finally, revenge.

Charlie?

Charlie!

Charlie?

Hey! Help!

We need help here!

So yesterday was the
first day you felt the cramping?

Yeah, my periods
are all over the place.

Cramping's how I know
when it's due.

- But this is worse than normal?
- Got it when I was 11.

I was the first girl
in my school.

She couldn't stand up.
She just hit the ground.

I've got the bloods.

OK, Charlie, you have raised
levels of hCG in your blood.

- What does that mean?
- Pregnancy indicator. Ectopic.

- Let's prep for surgery.
- Wait. We're pregnant?

Sorry, mate, no -
there's a mass on the ultrasound

which indicates internal
bleeding, which isn't good.

- What's happening?
- You have an early pregnancy.

But the embryo is stuck

in one of your fallopian tubes
and it's ruptured.

- We're gonna have to operate.
- BP's down.

- Heart rate's irregular.
- OK, let's go.

Get Penny on the phone for me.
Matt, grab that bag.

Ready to move? Let's go.

- Have you got her?
- I'm trying.

But she won't answer, not today.

Is Charlie gonna be OK?

Hugh, I've got
Dr Needham on Skype.

She's ready to consult.

Alright, we're on.
Leave a message for Penny.

Tell her I'm about
to throw my career away.

She'll understand what it means.

She's gonna be fine.

Alright, everybody, here we go.
Are we ready?

Let's proceed.

It's OK. She's gonna be OK.

Mate, I've been googling it.
Women die from this shit.

Yeah, well, not today.

Alright, wanna see her?

Yeah.

Through here.

- Hey.
- Hey!

How you doing? You alright?

You're on probation. You're not
authorised to do surgery.

It was an emergency.
You weren't here.

- I had no other choice.
- I agree.

Right.

So what do we do?

We?

I've put my name
on the surgery reports.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

Yeah, I'm OK.

Hey, it's gonna be OK.

My God. Look at her
comforting me. I'm a mess.

I don't see why you will not
let me see her. I'm family!

- That's not gonna end well.
- She's my daughter-in-law!

- I hear that.
- My son Matt is married to her.

- Mum? Mum?
- Her doctor, Hugh, is my son.

- Everything's fine, OK?
- They are all my children!

Hometown hero twice in a week.

You're gonna be fine.

Just don't do it again.

- About last night...
- Let's not.

You chose the right brother.

You and Matt will make
great parents.

And you'll make
the classic reprobate uncle.

- You cannot stop me.
- I'll do my best.

Let me see her!

Hugh, thank God you were there.
Now get off the bed.

Charlie doesn't want
people all over her.

Charlie, I'm so pleased
for you. A baby!

It's a burst fallopian tube!

You gotta prepare the pan
before the perfect pancake.

Charlie, you got pregnant.

And he didn't say anything,
but I know you've been trying.

I'm not blind.

I know someone who thought
she couldn't get pregnant

and then she sat in the middle
of a prayer circle

and ended up with triplets.

Let's just try for one,
shall we?

Do you know how to fix cars?

I only know how to fix humans.

Mate, aren't you supposed to be
somewhere else today?

Dad, the car
has a wonky back wheel.

I tried to find a book
about how to fix it,

but I fell
and dislocated my elbow.

Hugh said he doesn't know
anything about cars,

but he has a friend who does
and he'll hook us up.

Mum thinks he's a bit of
an idiot, but he's actually OK.

I miss you, Dad. Love, Floyd.

Callie...

I'm sorry you didn't think
it was a good idea

to tell me about Ajax.

Maybe you were right.

I should've brought
flowers, I guess.

Dr Knight.

- Nurse Hannon.
- You're out late.

I was just driving around.

Thought I'd see if I could
make up for that smoke bomb.

Is this a booty call?

Is there a problem if it is?

I'm not talking to you, Knighty.

What? How could
you stuff that up?

- It was a sure thing.
- Chantel?

I didn't. I really like her.

Well, good.

No, no, not good. Bad.

Um, I'm late. Call me.

Of course.

OK, OK.

- Is she still there?
- Yes.

But we're together
under false pretences.

I can't promise anyone
a future and you know it.

- You tricked me!
- I got you laid.

Sex might be about that
for you, mate.

- But it's more than that for me.
- So now you wanna live?

See? You tricked me.

What am I supposed
to tell her now?

The truth?

See what she thinks about
you refusing treatment.

- You're an arsehole.
- Yeah. So I'm told, most days.

- Hey. Ajax still here?
- He already left.

Right, well,
maybe I'll catch him up.

I don't think
he wants to talk to you, Hugh.

I didn't know he was
gonna react like that.

Well, Ajax looks tough,
but he's not.

There's a lot of healing
needed there.

I just think he was
concerned about his mate.

Jai?

He seemed more concerned
about some dumb ring

than he did about
his stupid fingers.

See ya.

Mate, you sure
it's safe out there?

- Ajax?
- It's been cleared.

Jai lost his ring.

He wanted me to look for it.
I owe him that much.

Hayley reckons I behaved
like a dickhead yesterday.

Well, it was hard news to take.

It was a stupid tantrum
because I wanted to be the guy

that everyone would say
saved Jai's hands.

Well, there's nothing wrong
with wanting to be the hero.

Nah, it's like Dad says -
"You can't be a man

"and throw a stink like that
and get away with it."

- Is that what he said to you?
- Yesterday?

Nah, he says it all the time.

What did he say
to you yesterday?

Not much. I could just tell by
his face I'd disappointed him.

Huh. That's the face
that made me wanna run away.

Really?

I see it and think,
"One day, I'm gonna use

"that exact same face
on my kids."

Ajax, um...

No way!

Hey, um, the other day
when you found Jai's fingers,

this area hadn't been swept.

- How'd you know where to walk?
- I didn't.

You reckon
they cleared them all?

- Yeah, of course.
- Yeah, of course.

Ho-ho-ho!

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