All language subtitles for The Family Next Door.S01E03.Lulu.en

'Doo-Bee-Doo-Bee-Doo' by Giorgio Moroder

Doo-Bee-Doo-Bee-Doo

What's your next dance move?

Doo-Bee-Doo-Bee-Doo

What about this one?

Maybe not. OK, I gotta go to work. I gotta go to work.

I'm sorry. Bye, I love you.

Have some breakfast.

There is some tofu in the fridge.

You can scramble it.

I want pasta!

I think she just wants, like, cereal, white toast, something...

Processed sugars?

Yeah, processed sugars.

Kids love them, and, you know, they're delicious.

Hey, I think you need to get someone to do morning prep.

And go further into the red?

Well, it's just, it's not sustainable.

For you, but mainly for me.

OK, Lulu, I don't have a choice.

The first 12 months, they're going to be torture.

You knew that. And until I get bums on seats,

I can't afford to hire any more staff.

I love you. Bye.

Bye. Bye, bye-bye.

Doo-Bee-Doo-Bee-Doo

Thank you.

Isabelle.

Oh, call me a Sydney girl,

but I prefer not having to leave the city

to find a decent beach.

You could have just called.

I needed to get out of the office.

I was growing mould and I found out you've been suspended.

And why?

Look, I fly back tomorrow for an assessment with HR.

I'll apologise, fall on my sword

and then I'll be on a return-to-work plan in no time.

You took DNA from a child without a warrant.

Yeah, I explained the circumstances.

Oh, I'm sure it'll all be fine, then.

How'd you go with that list?

You might be prepared to blow your career up for this, but I'm not.

I won't do or say anything that will get back to you.

I swear.

No more DNA, promise me.

OK.

There's only one person of interest on Pleasant Court, Louisa Corrigan.

Lulu?

She grew up around here.

Bit of a troubled past.

Spent time in the foster system as a kid.

No criminal record.

But she was charged five years ago.

What for?

You know we can't access any information on dropped charges.

Why was she in foster care?

You'd have to talk to Child Protection in Victoria about that,

which I strongly advise against.

Grief can make us do strange things.

This hasn't got anything to do with my mum.

Then be smart, Isabelle.

You've held it together for so long.

Don't blow up your career now.

I really don't like her.

Did she leave a bad review?

Isabelle's lying about who she is, and she's hitting on my husband.

I know it.

Morning, guys. Morning, Lulu.

Morning. Beautiful day.

Is it?

I'm desperate for this cool change.

What are the kids doing today?

Do the boys or Rosie want to have a playdate before it gets too hot?

Ah, Rosie's still in bed reading with Nigel.

Maybe tomorrow.

OK, great.

I'll, uh, see you in ten.

I remember doing this as a kid.

Except my sister and I weren't allowed sprinklers,

so we would sneak next door, and she would...

She would turn on the tap really,

really low so it would bubble over

and make a little birdbath.

Ow!

And then Mrs Henderson would come out and be like,

turn off the fucking sprinklers.

That's sweet.

It's mine!

No, it's Ollie's, Elvis.

Kids, play nice.

We're thinking of putting in a pool.

Maybe next year.

Yeah, I heard.

I want it!

Is that really necessary with the beach so close?

Oh, it raises property values.

No, you can't have it. It's Oli's, Elvis!

And I don't love sand.

It's mine! Ow!

Will, are you all right?

She bit me.

Oh, my God, she left teeth marks.

Elvis! Darling. Oh, my God.

Is that true?

He took my toy.

It's Ollie's toy.

It's all right. It hurts.

I know.

Well, let's go inside and get you an ice pack.

And what about an icy pole and screen time?

Look, we'll go home now, yeah?

Yeah. Yeah.

That's a good idea.

OK.

Hello? Hey! Come in.

Just don't breathe. Hold your nose.

Oh.

Hey.

I just wanted to check in.

See how you're going.

Hello.

The other mums in my group complain as much as I do.

About the sleep deprivation and the mastitis

and the endless washing.

But then they laugh and...

And they gaze into their baby's eyes.

Say it's all worth it.

You don't feel like that?

Not yet.

Sorry. Yeah, ooh.

Disgusting in here.

That's Mum.

Pregnant with me.

It was a perfect pregnancy, apparently.

Perfect baby.

What a disappointment I turned out to be.

Oh, don't say that.

Hey, do you want to go for a walk later?

Sure.

And maybe if we just talk loud enough, he won't fall asleep.

I mean, he'll probably fall asleep anyway.

'Lulu didn't even apologise.'

I'm sure she feels terrible. You think?

She's as oblivious to Elvis's bad behaviour

as you are to an empty toilet roll.

Maybe we should sue.

Ange...

Will is fine.

And Lulu and Holly have got nothing to sue for.

They rent.

Unless you want to flip patties at a vegan restaurant.

Ugh. Mm.

Big place though.

Good location.

I wonder how much we'd get for it.

Wait, did you talk to Ben? Yeah, I did, I did.

He said he can get a bunch of chairs from a mate's work.

No, not about the street party, about Eureka.

No, we tend to stay away from local gossip.

We talk about global affairs, the state of the world.

Just tell Ben it's in his best interest

to get Barb and her hippie mates to back off.

I'm not sure he'd agree with that. Well, then persuade him.

I hate these stickers.

Is this just stress about the council hearing?

Dad, can you change the channel for me?

And get me something to eat?

My arm. Oh, my God.

Yeah. Your dad's coming.

Yep. He's really milking it.

Proud of him.

Coming, Master Will.

There you go. Better.

Hi, Elvis.

Do you shoot?

No.

Hey, you have a really pretty house.

Do you know that I have lived in so many houses?

And one of them had a really big tree out the front

and I used to climb it.

I had a house with stairs.

Oh, did you?

Do you remember how many stairs?

Mum, the police!

What's going on?

Barb?

Protest got a bit rowdy.

Thanks, Rob.

I think I got off with an official warning.

Mm. Should have chained yourself to a rock.

Go and tell her. Yeah?

Ange? Hi.

Hi.

Um...

..Elvis has something that she'd like to say.

Mm-hm.

Go on.

Hm.

She's sorry.

Right. Well, she should be apologising to Will, not to us.

Sorry.

What was that all about?

I heard a bit of commotion this morning.

Yeah, I mean, it was just some friendly biffo between the kids.

Elvis bit Will's arm.

Nothing serious.

OK.

Bye.

Hey.

Hi.

Is everything OK?

Yeah, why?

Oh, I heard about Elvis biting Will.

Did you also hear what I ate for breakfast?

No. Um...

I just wanted to say I wouldn't worry about the biting.

She'll grow out of it, I did.

You were a biter.

Mm-hm.

Yeah, I remember my, er, my mum said it was something like

exploring cause and effect and attention, of course.

Yeah, I mean, she doesn't like to say sorry,

which I think is the bigger problem. Oh. Who does?

Was there something else? Ah, yeah.

Uh, I'd actually love to interview you for my article.

Me? Why?

Oh, just to get your perspective on growing up around here,

how things have changed, you know, that kind of thing.

I'm not interested. Sorry, Isabelle.

I don't like talking about myself.

I thought you'd love the opportunity for some free marketing.

Then speak to Holly.

She won't buy it.

'Elvis just has a lot of spirit.'

I mean, she'll probably be running the country one day.

Yeah, I get the impression not everyone approves.

You mean Ange?

And Mum, who loves to pull out the back-in-my-day speech.

But she's just a kid.

How can you blame a kid for anything?

Oh, come to think of it, criticising Lulu's parenting

is something that Mum and Ange have in common.

Ah.

How does Lulu deal with it?

She doesn't.

She believes in gentle parenting, letting kids make mistakes

so they learn from them.

That sounds all right

In theory.

But in practice, it's a whole other story.

Oh.

So then what?

What do you believe in?

Coffee?

Um, all right, what... let's say you had a parenting style,

what... what is it?

Oh.

Mum's conditioned me to be a helicopter parent like her,

but deep down...

..I think I'm more free range.

What is that again? What's free range.

Means you leave your babies in parks.

I mean, if we don't laugh, we cry.

Oh, my God.

Stop.

Oh, my God.

Oh.

And Elvis is Lulu's, right? Biologically?

I assume so, but they've never said.

And I've never asked.

And did you guys know each other as kids?

Me and Lulu? Mm.

Yeah, I heard she, she grew up around here.

Yeah, we kind of travelled in different circles.

Lulu's always been pretty private.

Why do you think that is?

Why are you so curious?

Oh,

it's just a occupational hazard.

Never know when to stop asking questions.

'Hi, my name is Isabelle Hetherington.'

I work for Child Protection, New South Wales.

Yeah, I need to access a Victorian file for Louisa Corrigan, two Rs.

'Yeah. No problem. Can I get your ID number?'

Yeah, it's 5167342.

'Thanks, Isabelle.

'Looks like we have two files here for Louisa Corrigan.'

Two?

'One for her foster care as a child,

'and then one for an incident involving a Peter Watts.'

Uh, and is that regarding the criminal charge that was dropped?

'You mean the child abduction case?'

Yeah.

Yeah, exactly.

Uh, any chance you can send me both.

'Your email's flagged, you've been suspended.'

Yeah, it's this really weird technical glitch

that keeps happening only with interstate requests.

'Yeah. Sorry. There's nothing I can do.'

Yeah, I'll just get my boss onto it.

You can cancel that request.

'I've already logged it in our system.'

Thanks so much for your help.

Oh, hey.

Hi. Oh, my God.

Ah, crap.

So embarrassing.

I, uh, I do cook, I just, you know, sometimes when you're renting

and the kitchen is just like a bit ugh.

We rent, I cook.

So Lulu told me that you wanted to interview me about the restaurant.

Yes, yes, I'd love that.

And the town as well.

Let me just grab my notebook.

One sec.

Oh. Why don't you come to the restaurant,

take some photos, have a meal.

Oh. Great idea.

Tomorrow? Good.

Hey, um, is Elvis OK?

She's fine.

Why?

Oh, just, Ange was a little bit upset.

Um, I think she almost drew blood.

'I don't understand why you wouldn't tell me.'

You're making it sound a lot worse than what it was.

OK, kids bite for a variety of reasons.

Cause and effect. Attention seeking.

I think Elvis has enough attention.

Well, you wouldn't know because you weren't there.

And Will, pfft...

He's a psycho. Don't do that.

What?

Don't cover for her and then, and then guilt me for working,

for providing. I'm sorry.

OK, well, what are we going to do?

She can't just run around and do whatever she wants

with no consequences.

I'm dealing with it.

Can we deal with it together as parents,

rather than you always pulling rank?

Well, I don't mean to,

but I'm here every day in the trenches,

and I don't want you to fly in and be the disciplinarian.

She needs boundaries.

Gentle ones.

Safe ones.

I'm going to go and check on her.

Isabelle.

The dropped charge against Louisa Corrigan,

it was child abduction.

'You've been busy.'

I got another name for you.

Peter Watts. He was also involved.

I'll have a look at him when I get a chance.

Can you do it now?

'I'm walking out the door. I've actually got somewhere to be.'

Where?

If you must know, I'm going to the movies.

Please, Helen. I just need an address.

'From a dropped charge.'

You're clutching at straws.

And I have literally a dozen kids who've gone missing this month.

You said you wanted this case solved.

'I want every case solved. I don't have favourites.'

I can't keep sticking my neck out

every time you want confidential police information.

'If I think Watts is worth a look, I'll let you know.

'Isabelle, you're already on suspension over this.

'I really think you should focus on your assessment tomorrow.'

Enjoy your movie.

Oh!

Fuck!

Mm.

OK.

No, stay.

Mm.

No, I've got heaps of shit to do.

And Isabelle's coming for the interview today as well.

Maybe just stay for like...

Five minutes.

Mm-hm.

Maybe like ten minutes.

Mm-hm.

What are you doing?

Darling.

Hi. Um, where's that sock? Oh!

Where is it?

Oh, there it is. Oh, good.

There's the sock. Great.

Do you need some, um, do you need some breakfast?

Yeah. Off you go. OK.

Coming.

All right. What are the specials?

Ah, smoked tofu banh mi.

Yum. Yuck.

Shaved kale, sea palm, nori and tamari almond salad.

What? Hm? What?

You didn't say anything about the salad. Oh, no.

The salad sounds delicious.

Is it...

Is it, like, too sophisticated?

The people in this town haven't gotten over sun-dried tomatoes.

I'm not dumbing down my food, Lu... Someone chase me!

Elvis! Enough!

We're not at home, OK?

No running inside. It's dangerous here.

She's just bored. Hey, do you want to do some drawing?

Ooh! Ah, on paper.

Not on the board.

Actually, hey, if you want something to do...

It's better than onions.

Hello?

Hey. Oh.

I wasn't expecting to see you here.

Yeah, I help out sometimes.

Yeah. Lou was actually an amazing waitress.

That's how we met.

Was?

Is.

Am.

Yeah.

OK.

Hey, thanks so much for doing this.

Opportunities for publicity, it's like hen's teeth around here.

Oh, no worries.

I'll leave you guys to it. Come on. Grab the beans.

All righty, um, leave your stuff there.

I'll take you through to the kitchen.

This way? Yep. Sweet.

Has anyone rung up recently asking you about Eureka?

Not apart from when Clive wanted to back out

of the deal. Don't!

No-one's called the office for days, except Will, your son.

He actually pranked me.

Really regret giving him the landline number.

Oh, and that renter, Isabelle.

She wanted to know what day the recycling bins go out.

I hate surprises.

Surprise! What do you think?

What is this?

Oh, you're shocked, but I knew you'd be.

But, I mean, isn't she a beauty?

She's going to scrub up real good. And I've got Ben to check her out

OK, stop referring to it like it's a middle-aged woman.

Yeah, but you like her, though, right?

I sent you out to get school shoes.

Well, I just thought that with all the stress

this would be a really good way to relax.

And I mean, you did say we should

spend more time together as a family.

Yeah. Watching a movie on the couch or eating a meal together.

Holidays. Long weekends.

How much did it cost, Lucas?

Well, I know that money's tight, so I bought her second hand, and...

How much?

Four grand on the credit card.

Return it. I can't.

What do you mean, you can't? Why not?

Well, I bought her on marketplace. All sales are final.

You have to sell that boat.

Ange. I mean, it's a great buy. Ben said so.

Oh, and what did Ben say about Eureka

while you were buying a boat we don't need?

Get Ben to talk to Barb

and sell that boat.

I got the school shoes.

What came first, the idea for the restaurant

or moving to Osprey Point?

Ah, one and the same.

We wanted to raise Elvis where Lu grew up, and being a chef,

I've always wanted to own my own restaurant,

which is almost impossible to do in the city

unless you have heaps of help.

Do you have much support?

Sorry, what does that have to do with the restaurant?

It's background info.

Don't worry.

Yeah, I won't put it in.

Um, actually, I was pretty surprised to find somewhere vegan out here.

Yeah, I mean, it's pretty ambitious,

but fortune favours the brave, I hope.

So small-town living.

Um, I'm sure that was a bit of an adjustment.

Was that hard? Yeah, it can be.

Mm. And Lulu's family, they're around to help?

Nah, it's just us.

Ah, that's tough.

And what about Elvis's dad? Is he involved?

Holl?

Yeah.

Are you kidding?

What is this, the 1950s?

I'm sorry. Ah, I'm sorry.

I realise, um, what that sounds like.

That's not what I meant.

No. It's cool. Pete's not much of a dad anyway.

Hey.

Can we just stop this now?

It's just getting a bit much.

I think we're done.

Yeah. Good.

All right. Thanks so much.

That's so great.

Let me know if you need anything else. Oh, I'm good, thanks.

Thanks, Isabelle. Yeah.

What the hell was that?

I don't like her. You don't like anyone!

Hey, she was probing. No, she was just making conversation.

That's what a good reporter does. They warm up their subjects.

She's not an investigative journalist.

Oh, I cannot.

What, has she not seen two lesbians raise a child before?

I'm calling wine o'clock.

It's a bit early, isn't it? We just had breakfast.

Coming?

No. I'm gonna get some work done.

Oh.

Well,

how about you work on what to have for dinner?

Yep. On it.

Have fun.

Nigel? Hmm?

Do you think you could try to get out of pyjamas before dinner time?

What difference does it make what I wear, Franny?

It's about self-respect.

Fine.

'Wanna Be Up' by The Chantoozies

Thank God someone called it.

I um, I see Lucas has bought a boat.

You can't really miss it, there she is.

Why do people always refer to boats in the feminine?

Anyway, we're selling it.

Oh.

Probably wise, given your current situation.

Hot date?

Good. Keep her away from our men.

I mean, she probably wouldn't go for Nigel.

No offence.

So I checked online. For some rentals.

Oh, yeah.

I guess we can only afford a one-bedder, eh?

No, actually, we can afford a house.

Just.

The hard part is going to be telling Barb.

Oh, let's just disappear.

Yeah, I mean, that's not a bad idea.

She's not going to take it well.

No.

OK.

I'm gonna have my one drink,

and then I'm gonna think about how to break it to her.

OK.

You look like you need a chair.

Ah, that'll do.

Hey, you're not in the market, are you?

It's just, I think Ange wants something bigger.

I wish, but we're actually saving for a house.

Hm. Beer? Always.

Ah, I've got a cup.

Get that out.

Perfect.

Hey, can you have a chat to Barb about Eureka?

What about it?

Get her to stop.

You're kidding me.

Ah, it's just Angie's losing her mind over it.

She's my mother-in-law,

and I live with her.

And she looks after my children.

Mm-hm. It's...

Yeah, OK. That's fair enough.

Cheers.

Should we see if they want to join us?

Nah. No.

And then we'll put them...

Where does the pear go?

There. There?

Mummy! Hey!

Oh, wow, that is... that is so cool.

Whatever that is, I'm into it.

You're early.

Yeah, I just closed until dinner.

Darling, why don't you find a good spot for that in your room?

OK.

I'm sorry that I ruined the interview.

I'll speak to her.

Mummy!

It's fine. Come here! I don't know where to put it!

She's just pressing my buttons.

Elvis or Isabelle?

Hm. Both of them.

Come on! Mum!

It just made me wonder, like,

did we make the right choice moving back here?

Of course.

I know I'm projecting my own shit, but, like.

I fucking hated this place.

It's just a bunch of bigots and, like, has anything changed?

People stare at us when we hold hands.

They're just jealous. Yeah. That's true.

Can you please come help?

Hey.

What's really going on?

Mummy, I don't know where to put it.

I just don't want to fuck her up.

I don't want that either.

And I'm just lonely.

Mummy?

Yeah, coming.

Now! I need you now!

Yes, Bubba.

'Hey, I'm looking for Peter Watts.'

Hey, that way.

Cheers.

Peter Watts?

Yeah. Who's asking?

Child services.

Sorry to catch you at work. I just have a few questions.

Something happened to Elvis? No. She's fine.

I wanted to talk to you about a case

involving yourself and Louisa Corrigan.

That was five years ago.

Yeah. We like to follow up.

Reduces the risk of a repeat incident.

Well, you can talk to Lulu.

She stole Elvis from me.

You had custody at the time?

She's my daughter.

Well, apparently that doesn't mean anything to you lot

since you had the charges dropped. And how long had you known Lulu?

Known her for ages. Why?

I'm just after some context. When did you guys meet?

What's all this about? Has something happened with her and Elvis?

What can you tell me about her family background?

I want to see your ID. Everything good here?

Is my daughter all right? Ah, I'm sorry, yeah.

Is my daughter safe? Yes. Sorry.

What the hell was that?

Fuck!

Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!

"May you, my baby, follow the rivers.

"Wander the mountains...

"..and walk in the wild.

"May you grow sleepy at sunset

"sing to the stars and drift into dreams.

"And may you, my baby...

"be kissed by the moon."

She loves you.

She's only human.

Oh.

What?

Thank you, Mum,

for everything.

Lulu!

Hey, what are you doing here?

What's going on? Is, ah, is Elvis all right?

You can't be here. Is she all right?

Yep. Yep. Elvis is OK.

Child services showed up at my work today.

Well, fuck, what did you do?

What did I do? What did you do?

They were asking about you.

Me?

Yeah. I figured that something had happened.

Or that you'd said something or...

About what, Pete?

Elvis is fine, OK? You need to go.

Hey, uh...

Since I'm here, could I, um...

could I maybe see her?

I've been wanting to call you.

No.

Oh, come on, I'm here now.

Pete, she's asleep.

Yeah.

I'm, um...

..clean.

Three years.

Going to meetings and, ah,

I have a sponsor.

His name's Dave.

Hey. That's good.

I'm really glad for you and Dave.

I'm working. I've, ah, you know, I have got my shit together.

And sometime I just, ah, I'd like to, ah...

I'd like to see my daughter again.

Just...

I just don't think that's a good idea.

Yeah. But if you, er, if you change your mind,

I'm at the fisheries and, ah... OK.

You come see me at work and... OK.

Hey.

'Hey. How did the HR Assessment go?

'You on your way home?'

Um...

Yeah, about the meeting, I...

I didn't make it.

What do you mean, you didn't make it?

'Ah, I slept in.'

How?

'What could be more important than saving the job you love?'

Yeah, I think it will be all right.

My mother just died.

'Yeah, I know, I know, but you needed to be at that meeting.'

This isn't an internal slap on the wrist.

You could be facing criminal charges.

I don't know what is going on. You tell me one thing,

and then you go and do something completely different.

Can we not do this right now?

Where are you?

'I just need a few days.'

That's not an answer, Iz.

'I've got to go.'

You know, watching it doesn't make it cook any faster.

It feels like it helps.

What's up?

Pete came round.

What?

Yeah. He wants to see Elvis.

No, absolutely not.

How did he find you?

Uh...

I gave him some photos early on.

He never responded.

Why would you do that and not tell me?

That actually makes me feel sick.

He's her father.

You know, he's clean,

three years, apparently. He's got a sponsor.

Great. Well done, Pete. Too late for Elvis.

I was thinking that maybe she should have a relationship with him,

you know?

Are you fucking kidding me?

She deserves to know where she comes from.

She comes from a junkie, a drug addict.

Is that the story you want to tell her?

Sorry. Sorry.

I just thought

we...

decided that we were enough.

But what if knowing Pete helps her and helps me?

Because you're right. Like, Elvis is out of control,

and I can't take you away from the restaurant

because that's not fair and...

And I'm not good at this.

And I'm...

And I'm failing.

I'm failing.

Come in.

Thanks.

Yeah, I um...

..I just wanted to apologise for yesterday.

Oh. It's OK. I understand.

Yeah, we're just dealing with some family shit.

No, I overstepped. I get it.

Some of the stuff around Elvis just brings up the past for Lulu.

And Elvis means the world to her.

Yeah, of course.

Well, she's such a special kid.

Yeah, she is. Yeah.

We're really lucky that she came into our lives when she did.

Despite the horrific circumstances.

Oh, I don't, I don't know.

Um, a drug overdose.

Elvis's mum. Lulu's sister.

Oh, wow.

Um, so Elvis isn't...

isn't Lulu's biological child?

But I can talk about the restaurant for the article.

No need. I got enough yesterday.

You sure? I can tell you about the inspiration behind the menu...

No, it's all good.

OK, um...

All right, cool. Well, I'll see you around.

Yeah. Yeah.

Just through here. Thanks.

Hey.

I want to do the talking, if that's OK.

Hey, Lulu. Hey.

Who's this?

This is Holly, my wife.

Hey.

So, what do you think?

I was thinking,

I... I want to know what you have in mind.

What do you mean? I just want to see my kid.

Yeah. She doesn't remember you.

Yeah.

That's what I want to fix.

And then what?

Are you going to explain where you've been?

Oh.

I don't know. She doesn't want to hear that stuff.

Yeah, see, that's the thing you have to know,

we have to know because we're the ones

who are going to help Elvis through this.

Yeah, well you're talking like I'm a problem.

Well, you have been a massive problem.

Come on, you know me, Lou.

I used to.

Do you think it's fair?

That you get to raise my daughter, and I don't even get to see her.

You know why that is?

We're just looking out for what's best for Elvis.

Thank you.

I have a right to see my kid.

Technically, yes, but...

Technically, don't fuck with me, Lulu.

Hey. You haven't used your visitation rights this whole time.

Yeah, well, I'd like to use them now.

And if you don't let me visit her, I'm going to take you to court.

And I'm going to get the custody order revoked.

Pleasure meeting you.

Elvis. Fall of the Roman Empire, very good.

Let's go to my room.

The truth is, the foster system favours reunification.

But I've had custody of Elvis almost all her life.

Well, that will work in your favour.

The courts don't like to take children away from environments

that are working.

OK, ah...

Pete hasn't wanted anything to do with Elvis until now.

OK.

Um, what's the worst case scenario?

Well, as Elvis's only living biological parent,

Pete could apply for full custody.

Oh, my God.

My advice would be to make him feel heard.

Keep things amicable,

and then start to have a think about what kind of arrangement

you could all live with.

We can't lose her.

Yeah, I know.

Best way to ensure that won't happen is to compromise.

I'll see what I can do.

Um...

Thanks, Fran. Yeah.

Ah, hey, Elvis?

Bye, Elvis.

Bye, Elvis. See ya.

You do need a lawyer,

so this will technically engage you as a client,

so that I can access your files.

OK. OK.

You don't need to pay me.

Thank you. I just, um...

Is there anything else you think I should do?