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Excuse me, I have this really annoying
work party in Ex-Saturday.

Oh, I can't go.

But it's compulsory.

For you, baby.

What was you all maybe doing on a Saturday
night?

Maybe watching TV with my grandparents.

You all right?

Yeah.

Ryan, this is my boss.

Why did I call you David?

Really nervous.

I thought they'd be drinking and mingling
by now.

You needed a distraction.

No, I've not drank it.

Oh, really?

And that says Cheers.

Oh, no, no.

That's from Antonio.

He says Cheers.

You read them perfectly.

Can you read me?

What do I need?

You okay?

I have a boyfriend.

I'm sorry.

I should have told you.

It's okay.

Did you buy this sort of guy?

You can have it.

No, I just end up throwing it away.

I'm going to start again as a bachelor.

I don't want this place to smell like a
pathetic sex later.

Chuck it then.

I hate it since.

And so do I.

Wait.

Has I been betting this for no reason?

I thought you liked it.

I thought you liked it.

Wow.

So our apartment's meant like Santa would
for two years out of politeness, so...

I guess we didn't really know each other
after all, did we?

David, I'm so sorry.

Oh, and I'm just joking.

Hey, you know, um, no Jen from the work.

Yeah?

Yeah, a little short, Jen.

Um... I fucked her.

No.

What?

When?

It was once at the Christmas party.

There's a couple of times in the
breadcrumbs as well.

Four than once?

Yeah, like five or six times?

Six.

You make me feel like
absolute shit for the past week,

and you've been having a
fucking affair this whole time?

Well, having a affair?

No, we weren't sneaking around and meeting
up.

We just fucked every now and then,
thought of some steam.

What, and then we just come home and act
like everything was fine?

Everything was fine.

I love you.

Listen to me and her, we didn't have any
chemistry or anything like that.

We've got to know you know it, hectic
everything can get my work sometimes, right?

Sometimes you need a release.

I guess she just really likes to fuck.

Can you please stop saying fucked and
fucking?

That's all it was.

Emma, I'm doing this to let you up the
hook.

See, this is why I didn't tell you because
I knew you'd be hurt.

Well, you could have
avoided that by not sticking

your dick in some fucking
random nurse six times.

Shh.

Come on, we had no sex no more than you.

Oh, it's all my fault.

I didn't say that.

Literally just did.

So you were fucking this nurse because
what?

I didn't feel like it.

I didn't say that.

I don't twist it.

I'm not blaming you.

I just want to give you context.

That's all.

Context?

I mean, this isn't a thesis or a
dissertation, David.

I don't need footnotes on why you're a
cunt.

Hey, hey, I may have fucked someone.

Yes, I did.

But you had an emotional relationship with
someone and you fucked them.

That's a pretty big deal to me.

We both did what we did.

It's not a competition about who's the
biggest asshole, is it?

Spoiler alert, it's you.

I didn't tell you to hurt you.

I just don't want you to go around hurting
yourself.

You can hate me all you like.

I mean, I don't hate you.

Well, I do hate you.

How long have you been sitting out here
for?

About two and a half cigarettes.

I have to finish it.

They really fucking expensive.

You're a grand human being?

Am I?

I'm sorry.

I just... I came here to say I'm so sorry
for involving you and all this shit.

That's a lot of stories.

I only spoke when I'm stressed.

And I know it's gross, and I'm going to
quit.

The irony is if I cough up a lung,
I'm going to end up in the ER,

and then I'm going to have to see you,
David, again, so yeah, I really should quit.

So it didn't go well then?

Well, I've got all my shit in the back
of my car, so... as well as expected.

Where are you going?

I don't know.

You know, he could've just told me.

If it makes you feel better, he was
fucking some nurse from once.

You can't prepare it.

I'm gross, but I'm not a complete asshole.

Yeah,

I didn't think that popped through.

I should go.

What are you doing out here?

It cost out here a day.

Come on, sort it out inside.

All right.

Come on, she'll be offended if you don't.

Emily, this is my nan, Lorna.

Hello, Emily.

Come on in.

You're much prettier
when you're not carrying

your shoes up the
stairs at three hours.

I'm going to tell you what I am.

Did he tell you we're having a bit of a
party?

No, he did not.

That's my 50th.

Not my birthday.

I'm a little bit older than 50.

Tell you who's going to be very excited to
see you.

Morgan?

This is Emily.

This is Morgan.

Nice to meet you, Emily.

Nice to meet you.

Happy anniversary.

Oh, thank you.

Look, Emily, I hope you're so up to drinks
in the kitchen.

And a baby boy.

You'll get some music.

Yeah.

Come on.

Oh, Ian.

Baby boy, huh?

Looks cute.

Yeah.

Wow.

Did we walk all the way back to the 1980s?

Yeah.

This was my mum's room.

See, there's a good parents.

My mum turned my bedroom into a sewing room
while I was still moving my things out.

Is she any good at it?

Fuck, no.

It's been many rooms since then.

Think of any white woman hobby, and I
guarantee it's been that room at least once.

Right, booking, quilting.

You know it.

Last time I was there, it was an interior
design studio.

I think she thinks having kids held her
back from her true calling.

What are we working with here?

Oh.

See where you get your taste from?

Nothing here past 1992.

Oh, there you are.

You came.

Of course.

Any excuse for a few wines?

Hello, this is Ellen.

She's my work friend.

Hi.

My work friend.

Listen to me.

Makes it sound like I'm a 25-year-old
intern or something.

So, how do you know the family?

Oh, Lorna and I know each other from the
Salvation Army volunteer weekends.

I got Ryan, his interview at the firm we
work at.

Sorry.

Do you mind now?

I'll be back.

Yeah.

Do you still want these under the couch?

Not mine.

What the fuck?

She seems nice.

Yeah, she is.

But?

But it's complicated.

You're a forensic accountant.

You deal with complicated everyday.

Yeah, this is different.

Something's only complicated until you
understand it.

You put some music on.

Oh, thanks.

No.

Not hers, I swear.

If they're not yours, I don't know who's.

Aaron, Robert.

Don't you do this.

I want to put on girls.

Do you remember that?

I remember that when it came out.

That's what I'm talking about.

Thanks so much for coming.

Thanks for coming.

Enjoy.

See you, Matt, Uncle Ian.

Great, Uncle.

He's not bad.

I wouldn't say great.

It makes it sound like he's never said
that one before.

You coming tomorrow?

Are you going to be up for it?

I'm always up for it.

It's my job.

This is mid-street.

And you can blame this lovely girl.

You should bring her along.

It wouldn't make much of a day.

Where are we going?

Uncle Ian is revering in at the uniting
church.

Oh, my gosh.

I have just been swearing at you this
whole time.

I'm so sorry.

He doesn't give a shit.

It's true.

I don't give a shit.

Don't worry, he's not trying to convert.

You are anything.

That's not true.

I tried to convert everyone.

Wouldn't be much of a minister if I
didn't.

Oh, I'll give you.

There's nothing to convert me from.

I am the daughter of heathens.

Excellent.

All my most successful converts have been
heathens.

You okay?

Yes.

Yes.

It was lovely to meet you.

It was lovely to meet you too.

She's... interesting.

Cheers.

Thory's undies are mine.

I forgot.

You look a little bit lost.

I'm just really not used to these family
things.

You don't have family?

I do.

Just not like this.

It's okay to feel lost.

I mean, it's not
comfortable, but, you know,

sometimes it clears the
path for new things to happen.

I was with someone else when I met him.

Really?

I mean, life rarely gives you what you
want when you actually want it.

What happened?

No.

Oh.

Drama and heartache.

But what's the alternative when you feel
something so strongly?

You know, one of the best things about
getting older, you realise that the things

you worry about now aren't going to matter
in the future.

A lunch break in my cup of tea.

Speeches!

Speeches, everybody!

Hey, guys.

I just want to welcome you to Morgan and
Lorna's 50th wedding anniversary.

Some of you have come a long way.

Some from Victoria, New South Wales,
Jim and Kate, coming down from Townsville,

the three-day drive.

Thank you.

All the rest of you
drive about five or ten

minutes, which is not
nearly as impressive.

But I, myself, just wandered up from
underneath the house.

When I was born, Morgan and Lorna had
already been married for 16 years.

And they'd been married my whole life.

And I can't imagine it any other way.

They do everything together.

Literally.

Pop will go with none of the shops.

You just sit on the couch outside,
came out, and wait for her to do her thing.

Has nothing to do, hates shopping.

But he'll just sit there and wait.

Even before he had a phone to scroll on.

I remember when I was about
nine or ten, and I was sitting

with him on the couch waiting
for what seemed like hours.

And I wanted to go to the bookstore to the
shoe shop, or I can't remember.

And he said, no, he wouldn't let me go.

This is where she knows we are.

This is where we're going to wait.

And now he does have a phone.

And if he wanted to,
he could wander off and

do his own thing and
call her or something.

But he doesn't.

He just sits there and tags her in a
couple of dozen Facebook posts.

Dirty memes.

And then she gets home later that night in
the hearts.

Every single one of them to let him know
that she's seen her.

When they first met, they'd known each
other from around the traps.

But they were talked.

And then one day at a working
bee, Pop was on lunch and he

was making a cup of tea, and
he decided to make that one.

And she said, thank you.

And they started chatting.

And by the end of the chat, he'd asked her
out on a date.

And then two months later, they were
married.

I don't think you've made a cup of tea
ever since, have you?

No.

Anyway.

Take some more, that's mine.

Thank you all for coming.

We don't usually celebrate
this day, but 50 years is

a long time and we haven't
had one of these since...

Well, you know, it's... yes, it's been a
while.

And...

Don't really know what to say.

Oh, I guess I'd want to thank my beautiful
wife for putting up with me.

Thank you, Lorna.

Yeah, thank you for coming.

It means a lot.

So, have a drink for us, and you can have
one for Nora too.

Yeah.

Yeah, all right.

Thank you.

It's beautiful, darling.

She looks so young.

Well, she was young.

15 there, that seemed together.

A week before her 16th birthday was an
ideal, of course.

But she was good with him.

Very sweet.

She had a beautiful voice, too.

Really?

Yeah, she sang in the choir, loudest one
there.

And not a show off, nothing like that,
but... You just knew who it was coming from.

That's what I miss the most.

I used to sit in my chair in the afternoon
and hear a singing term when he was little.

She's the only one who could put him to
sleep.

Nobody else could.

Problem child.

No, no, no, no.

He was just like her.

They both picked up on the same things.

Both joined the same frequency, I think,
but he was better equipped for it, though.

She's got lost somewhere.

Don't know what went wrong.

I wish I did.

Oh, look, I'm sorry.

This is not a very good introduction,
too, isn't it?

What is?

That was a beautiful speech.

I'm sorry about your mum.

I had no idea.

She was 19 when she died.

She was in and out of trouble and ended up
dying of an overdose.

Didn't I tell you she was 15 when she had
me?

She was a baby.

I wouldn't go that far.

Most 15-year-olds on out, shoplifting and
partying and doing drugs, while I said,

baby, is at home with these stressed
grandparents.

Do you know what happened?

She escaped rehab, went missing for a
couple of weeks.

Not like in the movies.

Just some random teen camp out in the
country.

I took her there a couple of times.

At first it was all good.

She was apparently very serious about
being responsible for a while.

And obviously that didn't stick.

The second time I guess she just couldn't
take it.

And said she really didn't want to go that
time.

And so she jumped a fence and took off one
night.

I found her a couple of weeks later in the
city in some random house.

I said she'd probably die in a few days
earlier.

Yeah.

Yeah, Nan told me once she felt like a
sense of relief in the end.

They'd been waiting years for that phone
call, years of constant anxiety and worry.

And then it was over.

And she was sad, of course, but relieved.

What about your grandpa?

I don't know.

I think we all just remember her
differently.

I should go.

I'd like you to stay.

I just want you to be happy.