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Doors are closing, my friend.

Better make a serious
move before he does.

- Hayley and I are in love too.
- Aww!

Isn't he the sweetest?

I had sex with Hayley.

- I want to marry her.
- What?

- I love her.
- Are you out of your mind?

- Will you marry me?
- Yes!

You'll be placed on the
impaired registrants list.

You're banned from surgical practice.

- No way.
- We'd like you to serve a year

of atonement as a general practitioner

in the town of Whyhope.

Where you are is sitting in
front of me about to piss

into a jar for a drug test.

- This is just humiliating.
- Weekly.

Here is your career.

Bye, bye, bye.

I have a responsibility to patients.

Give me a sample immediately.

You've been taking a
big risk on my behalf.

I need a doctor. It's not for you,

it's for the hospital.

Still, I keep putting
you in that position.

True.

Come on, love. You can do it.

Dig deep, Hayley. Dig deep.

Yes, Meryl.

Remember contestants have ten shots.

Nail three please before
moving on to the next round

here in the triathlon stage

of Miss Whyhope.

Boom! Julia Nile nails her second shot.

And contestant four, Hayley Mills...

- Are you okay?
- Everything is burning,

my legs, my chest, my throat.

Deep breath.

And Millie Spinoza enters...

Hayley misses.

Not helpful, Charlie.

Would you let her concentrate?
This is ridiculous.

By ridiculous you mean
awesome, I hear you.

Nice gun. Yours?

- You cracked it.
- Beginner's luck.

Millie, two from two.

Boom!

And Millie's moving onto the next
stage.

Hayley misses.

Hayley, that's seven.

The next stage is in
town after the 5K run.

Ajax, maybe it's stuck.

And that's eight.

Penny,

I've got something for you.

Sounds worrying.

What is it?

Stent.

Our stent.

Oh my God,

it's beautiful.

Yeah.

Prototype, but looks amazing.

We should celebrate.

Celebrate?

Well, I stood you up once, but

I thought I'd make it up to you.

We can do that.

Casual dinner.

Tonight?

Great.

It's a nice day.

Indeed.

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She was riding around
and then she just fell,

I did the ventil and everything,
but she's still not good.

Okay.

Hello, sweetheart. How are you?

All right.

It's all right, no need to chat.

I'm just gonna take a little
listen to your chest.

Okay?

That's it. Good girl.

Mm-hm.

Just take your finger for me,

thanks, sweetheart.

This is a SATs machine.

Measures oxygen saturation to blood.

O2 SATs...

88%.

Okay, guess what?

We're going to take
a trip to the hospital.

Right now.

Ready?

One, two, three. There we go.

Severe asthma attack.

- Look at her fingers.
- She's diamatic.

Let's start salbutamol nebs

and IV hydrocortisone.

We need to start opening her airway.

Start prepping for op.

She's gonna need bronchial thermoplasty.

Okay, let's go.

I haven't done one of these.

I've got it on YouTube if you need it.

There's a catheter
inside the bronchoscope.

A thin flexible tube.

We'll be going in through the nose.

I hate that.

They're choosing a lobe to go in and

open up the smooth muscle with.

- Can we do both?
- No, only one.

It can trigger a bigger
attack before it works,

so doing both is too dangerous.

Hit me.

It shrinks the smooth-muscle

and hopefully opens up

some ability to breathe again.

Again.

Okay, I think that's looking good.

We should put ours on YouTube.

- Absolutely not.
- Absolutely not.

We have three minutes.

Make sure you get your scones

into the crowd and tasted by all

to be sure one of the

three mystery judges tastes your scone.

Hayley, just be calm.

But be first.

Yes, Meryl.

Hey, Ace. Take one.

Goodo. It's a good scone.

- Who's that?
- I think her name's Millie.

Scone?

- You all right?
- Blisters.

I think my shoes are full of
blood, but I'm too scared to look.

- I'll check them.
- No time!

I've got to get everyone
to eat one. Make sure

the secret judges get one.
You're not one, are you?

- That'd be a secret. Good scone.
- Best scone.

Thanks!

Five, four,

three, two, one.

And so ends day one of Miss Whyhope,

a two-day event testing a woman's poise,

skill, wit and resilience.

Look at this.

- How awesome was it?
- It's not awesome.

It's not remotely awesome.

This is not how Miss
Whyhope is meant to be.

Well, it's how I'm running it.

I got you on that committee so that

you could continue the traditions.

I'm not running an out-of-date
beauty pageant, Meryl.

If we're going to do it,
we'll do it my way.

But Charlie, Hayley has
trained for this for years.

It's her dream.

If it was a simple scone bake off,

she would romp it in.

Meryl, women in the kitchen? No.

Women who run, shoot, cook? Yes!

Heroes for our young woman to come.

Well, I hope the swim suit section
has a little more decorum.

Yeah, I forgot about that.

There's a wrinkle in it.

Ladies and gentlemen,
I hope you will join us

for our swimsuit section
tomorrow, but this year,

there's a slight change.

We're calling it 'Swimsuits
and Shakespeare.'

Contestants will have to learn

and recite some Shakespeare.

See you tomorrow.

So, we have a choice
of four restaurants,

pub, Chinese, Chinese or Chinese.

Pub.

- Racist.
- I had Chinese for lunch.

- You look great by the way.
- Thank you.

How charming you are.

Mm. I'm just getting started.

- Wait until breakfast.
- Breakfast?

Got to go in with confidence.

Before you go, drug test.

I do like the not peeing thing.

Me too.

Lick this.

Hopefully not the last time I
hear those words this evening.

Crumbly but somehow moist.

What are you doing?

Oh, I'm the secret judge.

But don't tell anyone 'cause
it's, you know, a secret.

My phone. One sec.

So, you're off on a date.

- Don't do that.
- Do what?

Smile like the universe has

finally clicked into place?

Oh, shit. Hugh...

I've got a good feeling about tonight.

- It's just dinner.
- I think we all know better.

Just don't talk about
yourself all the time.

I won't.

Sometimes you don't realise you do it.

Two things women like,

questions and long foreplay.

In fact, the word 'fore'
sort of makes people think

it's a short moment.

They should rename it 'long play'.

Or 'considerable-time-spent play.'

Penny, they'll be out of duck.

Okay, coming.

Do you really need to look at the menu?

It, uh, never changes.

Like people, I guess.

But we still look and hope.

Okay.

- Wine?
- Sure.

So, pretty stent, huh?

- What do you think?
- It's great.

It's amazing.

I think we're really onto something.

And you know what?
Your grant made it happen.

I'll have duck.

Right, well we knew that.

Let me ask you a question.

Yes, please do.

Though I also have

many questions for you.

Have you cheated on
all your girlfriends?

- That's your question?
- Yes.

Not all, I don't think.

There's been

some overlap, I guess.

As in, haven't quite left one
before you started with a new one?

- Something like that.
- Overlap, nice word.

Way to rationalise.

What do you think of
the wine? Good, yeah?

So, what's your favourite band.

I've always wanted to ask.

Would you look them in the eye and lie?

How do you do that?

Why are we talking about this?

We're on a date, we're
getting to know each other.

I've...

Fucked up many times.

I'm not a perfect person.

Why? Are you?

- Closer than you.
- What? What does that mean?

- I have to go, my phone is ringing.
- No it's not.

- Penny...
- I'm such an idiot.

And you must think...

Who are you that you can do

drugs and then come and ask me

- on a date, knowing...
- I didn't do drugs!

Knowing that you have put
me on the spot again.

- What? I didn't do anything.
- I would like to believe you

but you could lie and
look people in the eye

as you just explained.

Penny, I swear, not you.

Okay? I wouldn't do it,
I wouldn't lie to you.

Because I'm so special? Wow. Thanks.

My heart just skipped a beat.

Or did I take methamphetamine too?

No. That was you.

Enjoy your duck, you fuck.

It's a mistake.

It's a false positive.

Really?

Yes, really. I didn't do it.

Go on. Test me again.

Yes, test me again right now.

Oh, back already?

Are you guys okay?

I've still got a good feeling.

Prepare your apology.

What?

That's wrong.

I haven't done anything.

There's obviously
something wrong with it.

Mia, come here.

Lick this.

- Why would I do that?
- Just do it.

If I turn out to be pregnant,
I'm going to be really pissed.

So, what does that mean?

Am I free to go?

Yes, thanks, Mia.

- Penny, I swear that I...
- Just go.

- No.
- Then I will.

You were awesome, Hayles.

So, Ajax, heard any whispers

about who the secret judges are?

- No one knows.
- Bloody Charlie.

Mum, it's awesome. Relax.

Can everybody stop saying it is awesome?

Hayley deserves to win.

She has worked and prepared for years,

and bloody Charlie

now throws everything in the air.

I can win it, Meryl, I can, I swear.

I'm going to look up some sonnets.

She's tense.

She wants to win.

Sorry I was such a bad shot.

Were you disappointed in me?

No.

How was Millie? She nailed it.

I know, wasn't she awesome?

And didn't that suck?

Her scones were like
bullets, by the way.

- Really?
- Yeah.

Dung flavoured bullets.

You've got this, Hayles.

Well, did you take something?

No, I swear I've been
depressingly clean for months.

It is my career, after all.

You were pretty drunk in here

the other night with those miners.

Nothing happened?

Not that I remember.

Ah. I think I see your problem.

- I'd remember something like that.
- Then what is it?

- Hey.
- Hey.

Hey. What are you doing here?

Nothing, just hanging out.

Well, raspberry lemonade
for my friend here.

- I'm closed.
- Oh.

At the shooting today, this girl Millie,

she just nailed it, boom.

That girl that called you Ace?

Yeah, she's from Nareen.

She nailed it. Boom.

Anyway... She smiled like...

Ah, anyway...

She's pretty, that girl called Millie.

I guess.

- You like her, Ajax.
- I'm engaged.

You like her.

I shouldn't.

I don't.

- I refuse to.
- It's just a little crush.

Relax, Ajax.

You're going to be attracted
to other people. It's normal.

It is?

Yeah, though while you have these

feelings for someone else,

- should you really be getting married?
- Hugh!

Exactly what I was talking
about, before he proposed, okay?

Something always happens, someone.

I love Hayley. I just...

You're not helpful.

Take this as a sign. Okay?

- Postpone the wedding.
- What are you talking about?

It's ridiculous.

- He's so young.
- Matt, what do I do?

Just stay away from Millie. It'll pass.

Or take this time to

review and reassess.

Get him a drink.

Meryl.

Rolling about, I'm sorry.

I'll try and keep still.

Oh, bloody hell.

My mother founded that
competition 30 years ago.

30.

She set up how to run it and the by-laws

and it's always been run that way.

Okay, but times move along.

Some things are right, Jim.

They're perfect.

They're like

perennials that help
show us where we've been

and who we are, and

this is chaos.

People in the town like her.

How would you know?

I thought you were on
dialysis and orange.

Yeah, I was, but

I got some calls on the way back.

Hayley doesn't know a sonnet.

I know one.

"To me,

"fair friend, you never can be old...

"for as you were when first

"your eye I ey'd...

"such

"seems you beauty

"still."

You rogue.

Come here.

Come on.

Yes, hi, hello.

I'm an Australian doctor.

Oh, well, guten tag yourself.

Just wondering with your

114YJ test kits,

what are the chances
of a false positive?

They can't be zero.

There must be some margin for error.

There's not.

Wow. How very German of you.

Can you tell me though, do you
have any statistical records

that I could access that

might prove

that sometimesit throws up a false test?

No.

Yes, no, thank you so
much for your help.

Yes.

Auf wiedersehen. Have a nice day.

Right.

If I didn't take it.

I am positive,

but I didn't take it.

How did it get in me?

Hey.

Hey Doctor Hugh. Mum's at the hospital.

Oh.

Addison, do you mind if I have a wander?

- No.
- Okay.

02 SATs have improved

and her lungs are sounding better,

but we're going to have to do

another round of thermoplasty.

It's quite a rash. She's got it too.

Oh, I think there might be
some mould in the house.

Lick this.

Any idea who lived here before you?

No.

It's in us?

- It's...
- The house, I know.

I just tested positive.

So did Theresa.

I was telling Penny it
used to be a meth lab.

It stays in the house, in the walls.

You have to get the whole
place decontaminated

before you stay there again.

Here's a script for some steroid cream.

Okay.

Thanks.

I told you, I told you, I told you.

What was I supposed to do, Hugh?

I had two positives.

Believe me. You were
supposed to believe me.

- I...
- I what?

Apologise?

Go on, say it.

I don't have anything to apologise for.

I'm really glad it's not true.

We have patients.

Seriously?

That's it?

Betty! What are you doing here?

Hello, everyone,

and welcome to Miss Whyhope's

Swimsuits and Shakespeare.

Shall I compare thee to some other day?

- A summer's day. A summer's day.
- Oh, got it.

Some summer's day.

Hey, Ace.

I need your help... in here.

Okay, I'm going to lie down

- and you're going to shimmer me.
- Do what to you?

It's glitter in this tub.

When I go out on the stage in the sun,

I'll sparkle and shimmer.
How cool is that?

- Cool.
- The judges will remember me.

It's risky but

fortune favours the brave.

Quick and even and no clumps.

Front.

Are you blushing?

No. No, I'm...

What? No.

Shall I compare thee
to some summer's day?

A summer's day. A summer's day.

Thou art more lovely and more temperate.

How was it?

What?

My sonnet, Ajax.

Oh. I thought it was great.

Next up, we have Millie.

Ajax...

What?

I can't be rude.

I should applaud everybody.

This is true.

I'm so gobbled up by
self-importance, it's terrible.

Go, Millie.

Let me not to the
marriage of true minds.

Admit impediment.

Thanks giving me a reality check, Ajax.

That's why we're good.

We're always there for each other.

Is Millie shimmering?

Why was she shimmering?

I thought it was brilliant.

Kind of show-offy.

It shows she's bold and imaginative.

- Good for her.
- Hm.

While poised, the style was
not one I engaged with.

Oh my god, you're a secret judge too.

No.

Ken, I told you a week ago
I was a secret judge.

You never told me.

How cool was glitter girl?

She nailed it.

What's going on?

I'm a secret judge

and now it turns out Ken is too.

Betty! I think you would
have to sign a form

- saying you would not disclose.
- Ha!

I never told you I had to sign a form.

Only a secret judge would know that.

You're so cute when
you're caught out, Ken.

- Isn't he?
- Yep.

Betty, we have to keep this between us.

Of course. That's why it's called secret.

You're telling everybody!

My hospital colleagues, that's all.

Such a professional, Ken,
in everything you do.

I do try.

And people notice.

So, I like her.

You were right.

- Millie.
- Yeah.

It is just in my head.

I'll just stop. Right?

It'll pass, like Matt said.

Probably.

I love Hayley.

But

a part of me doesn't want it to pass.

You want to have sex with Millie.

Yeah.

Why am I so weak?

What is wrong with me?

It's your genes.

That seems insulting.

You're a bad guy with women.

Maybe I am too.

Yeah, that's what's happening.

You're a normal red-blooded
male, that's what's happening.

It's not the twisted part of me.
That comes from you.

Wow, uh, so hard for me
to answer that question,

painting me as a sociopath as it does.

Help me.

Look,

honestly, maybe you shouldjust
sleep with Millie once and

then you'll know.

- That's your plan?
- It's an idea.

I should tell Hayley.

That's a bad idea.

Hit it.

So good that test stuff cleared up, huh?

Yep.

Yep. Hit it.

Okay, seems to have opened it up.

She can breathe easy.

- As can you, Doctor Knight.
- Ha ha.

Are you actually sulking?

I don't sulk.

And you don't apologise.

We're learning so much about

each other through this experience.

So shall we do our dinner then?

Our dinner?

If you're not sulking and you're fine.

Absolutely.

Let's do a dinner.

Great.

Great.

Now, there are three questions.

In what three ways can

a young woman hope to improve the life

of our fair community?

I wondered if it was because of

your mum that you need me...

Want me to win.

I want you to win for you.

It's been a dream of yours
since I've known you.

It has been, it's just...

It's upsetting you that I'm
not winning, that's all.

I don't like that it's
making you unhappy.

But you'll do your best, and
that'll be enough for me.

No doubt enough to win.

It's what Charlie's doing to
the traditions of the event

that's upsetting me.

People are loving it.

I wish they would stop saying that.

- Oh no.
- What?

"Dear contestants, change
is life, life is change.

"The Q&A section will
be random and all new,

"ranging from the environment
to egg decorating.

"Be ready for anything."

No.

But she changed the questions.

My mother wrote them.

Mum...

I need an advance copy.

Are you kidding?

What do you think?

Do you remember when you
wooden spooned to me

for taking Nick O'Conner's
pocket money off him?

In retrospect, with

the bribes and now trying
to fix the pageant,

that's seeming a little hypocritical.

This way she gets her pageant,

we get our win and everyone is happy.

That's the way I work in
everything I do, Matt.

And what do I get?

How does this make me happy?

Maybe you're more like
me than you think.

I'd like 40 acres in the North
East slope for more clamping.

Get me the questions.

_

Did you see the hits on
Swimsuits and Shakespeare?

Matt, this is awesome.

Take your clothes off, I
need to have sex with you.

What? Okay.

I'm so excited about this pageant, Matt.

People are loving it.

I can't do this.

- What?
- No, I mean, like, I can, I just...

I... um...

I stole the questions for Meryl

to give Hayley the inside track.

You what?

For the 40 acres on the north side.

- You shook her down?
- Well...

I thought it was playing
at her own game,

I didn't know that you were
gonna get all sex on me.

I mean... What does it matter
if Hayley wins the competition?

Cassie Albright did
Swimsuits and Shakespeare

with a broken femur
from the triathlon, Matt!

Gutsy.

Okay. Yeah, I get it.

I'll be back.

Meryl.

A word.

Are you inherently dishonest?

Can't bear losing or can't stand
the fact that I've done something

the town loves and
you didn't? Which is it?

Don't speak to me like that.

Treat them as genuine questions.

Is it that important that
Hayley wins that you cheat?

Hayley trained for a
certain type of event

and you pulled the rug
out from under her.

And she's doing great.
She's clearly top 2.

You changed my mother's questions.

I'm not falling for it, Meryl.

You really...

Your mother.

Look...

I probably underestimated how hard it is

to let go of what it was.

It was everything to her
and she planned it all year.

I understand, Meryl,

but it was dying and it's alive now.

My mother was very angry when she died.

Why?

At me.

What? Didn't you run to her bedside?

She was in a coma for three days.

I sat there,

she came in and out of it,

she asked me,

"Did you win?"

Her face

when I told her I missed it,

she was very disappointed.

We had planned it for years.

I'm sorry, but...

she sounds like a cow.

Get out.

I'm sorry to treat you like
that when clearly you're upset...

She loved me like a lioness.

She had great expectations for me,

and rightfully so.

And I disappointed her.

I was weak.

Okay.

Do I look all right?

- Yeah.
- Yeah?

Could you be a bit
more supportive, Ajax?

- Sorry.
- We have to be there for each other

in moments of stress.

What happens when the kids have been

up all night and we have to harvest

and do my blog and pay
bills and fix our car?

That's what happens, Ajax.

I saw it with my cousin Janine,
her husband just abandoned her.

- You'll not abandon me, do you hear?
- Yeah. Sorry.

Oh God.

I'm sorry.

This whole thing is
making me into a monster.

Are you okay?

What?

I'm lecturing you and you're

distracted by some problem or other

and I should be there for you

with whatever that is and I'm not.

It's okay.

Hayley,

you look great.

Thank you.

Now you.

What is it?

Nothing.

Don't do that.

My dad does that to my mum.

It's something

and whatever it is we can deal with it
together.

Okay.

It's burning a hole in me.

You're my best friend,

so who else would I tell, right?

Exactly.

I got a huge crush on Millie.

What?

And it makes me think

I'm like Hugh,

and I won't be able to help myself,

and I'll sleep with her,
and I don't want to do that.

But you're worried...

That I will, in the moment.

You want Millie?

And you.

No.

Come on, you two.

Stop canoodling.

We've got a pageant to win.

I don't want to cheat on you. I just...

I won't.

I can't guarantee I won't...

Maybe I am like you and if I am...

- We should break up?
- No, that's not what I mean.

Yes, it is.

There you go, mate.

Thanks, mate.

Quiet night.

Yeah. Everyone's down at the pageant.

Might get a late rush. Might not.

Sorry I'm late.

Don't give it a second thought.

Might've been sulking about it.

I do appreciate the apology.

Very, very big of you.

I thought we let that go.

We have.

New day.

So,

how are you?

You with that dazzling small talk.

Are we having duck?

Do you have any crystal meth?

Uh... No.

Ah. Me neither.

We'll have the duck.

Okay, great.

Cheers.

Cheers.

Your best friend starts dating your ex.

How do you deal with it?

Well,

I think it depends on
how much I like the ex.

If I was in love, then
they're both dead to me

and I write obituaries for
both of them in the Gazette.

If not so much, then I let it slide.

There's plenty of fish in the
sea and not many best friends.

You wake up late for your
first day on the job.

What do you do?

Am I still stoned?

What did you write?

Ken, they're secret votes.

Come on, be a professional.

If a bushfire sweeps toward
town and you can only save

one physical, natural or man-made thing,

what would it be?

The rickety bench in the park
with the graffiti that says,

"Woz was here."

The bench?

It's where Ajax first kissed me.

I was talking and he said,
"Can you stop for a second?"

I said, "Why?"

He said, "Because I have to do this."

And then he kissed me.

I fainted into the corpses groin.

It was highly embarrassing.

Well, I'm sure the corpse enjoyed it.

He never said.

- God, they are rude.
- Yeah, exactly.

- We're closing.
- Of course.

So, what do we do now?

A gentleman would take me home.

Well, let's pretend I'm a gentlemen.

The judges will now tally their votes.

While we wait, I have a special
treat to honour someone

who we owe so much to today.

If one stops and looks at
what we have in this town,

one is both awed and blessed
in the same moment.

Denise Carboy began
this pageant in 1961.

I wonder why.

I want the women of
Whyhope to be celebrated.

A woman's life can easily be
one of forgotten service.

The men got lest we forget,

and I want this to be a reminder

to all that these young
women are special,

and are the bedrock to
this town's future.

Good answer.

I look at my daughter Meryl and
think what a future they have,

these young women.

What strength and confidence
and care she has.

That generation will be make us,

and I hope that in some way

this pageant will help

push us forward and reflect

who these young women are

as they change and strengthen.

A round of applause for our
founder and a great woman.

And now, to our secret judges.

I know thousands of dollars have
been bet on who they are...

And to everyone's shock, Betty!

Ken Lui.

And 29 years since she was last

a secret judge, Agnes Gorman.

And the envelope please.

And the winner is...

Hayley Mills.

It's nice of you to walk me home.

Well, it's nice of you to let me.

Would you class that
as an awkward silence?

More a moment of nervous anticipation.

Really?

What are you anticipating?

That would be telling.

Is this a good idea?

Can't we just roll with the
moment and see what happens?

You're right.

Of course, you're wondering
whether it's a good idea because

you thought I was a bad guy.

That's actually usually a safe bet.

Possibly true.

You've got baggage too, you know.

Your husband was unreliable...

We're not talking about him.

I've covered for you so many
times when you did do it.

Let's not forget that.

I'm right not to trust you.

Tell me I'm not.

You're right.

You're right.

Good night.

Hugh.

Penny.

I...

Me too.

A father and son

who've never seen eye to eye,

face the moment

that will make...

Jim!

... or break them.

I could lose my dad.

Can't we bump him up on
the organ recipient list?

You're a blood match, aren't you?

I can't be his donor.

The unmissable Wednesday...

Go, go!

... that will have Australia
on the edge of their seat.

We've got to find him. Now.

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