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You walk out
on a 34-year marriage.

That's a lifetime, Luke.

That counts. And you can come
and get your bloody dog!

Your dad was out with Dani
the night he died.

So he was having an affair?

No. No. Of course not.
That's not it.

I imagined what I'd say to him.

I rehearsed it in my head
a million times.

And I just froze.

Come on, Rose.
Just 10,000 to get it started.

You're gonna have to wait
till probate's granted,

like the rest of us.

You and Billy have always gotta
keep your feet on my throat.

Well, fuck you!

♪ Your soft mouth
was made for me ♪

♪ Yes, it was ♪

♪ Your soft mouth
was made for me ♪

♪ Yes, it was ♪

♪ Your broad back... ♪

Come on! I am not a bot.

I have clicked on all your
fucking pedestrian crossings.

♪ Your broad back
was made for me ♪

♪ Just because... ♪

♪ Your slow hands
were made for me... ♪

Oh, Jesus, Luke!

Well, isn't that how
I always showed up?

Yeah, when Billy was...

But aren't we friends,
you and me?

Yeah, I thought
we were all just mates.

Not having the girls here
and the guys there.

I don't know how any of it
works now, to be honest.

Hmm.

I'm still your friend.
Nothing's changed.

Do you reckon Adele
would agree with you there?

Everything's changed.

English breakfast, no milk.

This is the bit
they don't tell you about.

That your whole head's
just gone to mush

with the... the grief
and the fatigue, you know?

And the sleeplessness.

And then, you gotta go
on this admin binge

and get all
this paperwork sorted.

You know, like, cheers, Billy.

Come on, Rose.

I don't think anyone
intentionally leaves a mess

when they die.

No, I'm not saying he did,
you know, I just...

He always refused
to go to the doctor.

It was always me reminding him

to take his blood pressure
medication.

You know, the bloody
bowel cancer thing

that arrives in the mail?

I'd have to beg him to do it.

And why?

'Cause he thought
he was bloody 20.

Rose. It's just...

Hey.

Oh. Hi, darling.

Oh. Yeah, Emma.

Hey. I should get goin'.

♪ whimsical jazz music

Uh, I've just come to get
some stuff. Don't mind me.

Is that Dad and Gary?

Oh, yeah. Better times, I guess.

What went wrong?

Oh, they're brothers.

Brothers have history.

Is that why
we never saw him?

- They look so close there.
- Give me a look.

Crescent Head. Christmas.

They were close as kids.

It's a shame.
He's best avoided these days.

I just don't, you know...

I don't know why you'd shut
the door on your own brother.

People screw up.

Aren't you supposed
to keep trying with family?

Where's Dad's watch?

- He said I could have it.
- His watch?

The vintage Citizen
with the brown strap.

That's...

- Really?
- Mm-hm.

That's my father's watch.

I had it serviced
and I gave it to Billy

for our 20th anniversary.

- When did he tell you this?
- Ages ago.

He said it would be mine when...

What, you think
I'm lying about this?

I think maybe
you misunderstood him.

Might have meant
after we were both gone.

For fuck's sake.
Mum, I ask for one thing.

Just ease up, okay? There's
a lot of stuff to get through.

I'll look for it. It'll turn up.

What a good boy.

Boris. How old is he?

He's 12.

That's a bit ancient
for a Frenchie, isn't it?

Yeah, and he's chock-full
of cancer, poor thing.

- Oh. Boris.
- Oh, I love this girl.

Hello. Hello.

Oooh. There's nothing better
than a fat lab, hey?

She's just large-boned.

Sorry.

So you're from round here?

Depends on how you look at it.

I'm working from home
around the corner

or living at work,
currently between lives.

Shut up, Luke. That'll do.

Well, I'm sure a bright
future awaits, Luke.

How about you?

Did you just look
at my ring finger?

No. Shit. Did I?

Mm.

Uh, I'm in
the distressed terrace

with the agave
on the front veranda.

How often does Boris
get on the track?

Every weekday morning, 8:30.

And weekends?

We eat croissants in bed.

Come on. Come on.
Come on, darlin'.

♪ wistful music

It's the loneliness.

The house feels so big.

Everything's so quiet.

And I get all guilty
for the selfish feelings.

Like... being angry at him
for leaving me.

Or needing someone to reach
the high cupboards.

Or take out the bins.

It's not good form to complain
when the love of your life dies.

At least he died.

He didn't choose that end.

He didn't leave you.
It's just a thing that happened.

I feel like I'm experiencing
all the same shit

but Luke did it to me
deliberately.

You know?

Yeah, no, yeah, I guess.

I've got to clean out
Billy's shed.

I can't help but think,
you know,

what if something happens to me,

and then Emma's left to deal
with all our mess?

Mm.

Everything's so fragile,
isn't it?

How do I know
I'm gonna survive this swim?

- I could get eaten by a shark.
- What, in a pool?

Well, they can get over
at high tide.

You get fish in here.

I saw an octopus in here once.
It could have been a blue-ring.

Oh, come on!

You're not gonna get eaten
by a shark or an octopus.

I'm dreading going through
his favorite things.

The junk a person accumulates
over a lifetime.

Most of it's crap, really.

But it all meant
something to Billy.

Did I tell you I caught Luke

paying for dating apps
on our joint credit card?

Can you believe it?

What, did he think
I wouldn't see?

I make all the repayments.

You know, I mean,
if sex is all this was about,

then I hope he catches
every STD under the sun

and they have to stick a horse
needle up the eye of his penis.

That'll teach him.

And the bloody dog's
his problem now.

They can both hump the furniture
together, for all I care.

God, I never even really wanted
a bloody dog in the first place.

Yeah, it's unbelievable.

When they get to this age

and they're still thinking
with their dicks.

Not that my needs
were ever a priority.

I mean, I haven't had an orgasm
in, what, five years.

I mean, if it was a job, you'd
be fired for gross incompetence.

- Am I right? Huh?
- Yeah.

Anyway...

The thing is,
I know I'm fine really.

It's him that's got the issues.

You got time
for a coffee?

Oh, uh...
I was just gonna, uh...

Oh, I don't know.
What's the time?

My yoga teacher told me
about this woman.

Had exactly the same pain,
same spot, hurting like mine is.

They found a massive tumor
was eating into her trachea.

Oh. Shit.

Rose. Oh, God!

Why do they say they're
waterproof when they're not.

- Oh.
- Don't. Don't touch me.

- Rose, I'm sure it can be fixed.
- No, it can't be fixed.

Nothing can be fixed.

♪ wistful music

Oh. What the fuck?

Um...

I...

We were going through
Dad's things

and I wanted to give you these.

I'm just trying to
understand my dad.

I didn't, um...

Yeah.

Oh, it looks like
I'm smiling in that one.

But I'd been bawling
my eyes out.

Got a hiding for scratching
one of Dad's records.

Yeah, only it was Billy Boy
that did it. I took the rap.

It's funny
you turning up.

No one wants to talk to you
for years, decades.

And then suddenly, fucking,
boop, boop, boop, boop, boop!

Here, take this.
I've got some stuff to do.

You can come with me
if you want.

You know,
I'm not gonna sit around here

crying over cups of fucking tea.

Got the point I couldn't see
your father without blowing up.

You know, he's got this, um...

Well, he had
this particular view of me

that I was never get past.

Why couldn't you just
talk it out and both let go?

Because if you're right, you're
always waiting for the other guy

to admit they're wrong,
you know?

Look, I know this sounds like
a typical junkie excuse

but I waited for years.

I got myself clean
couple of times.

But the, uh, golden boy

was never willing
to meet me halfway,

so every time I saw him, it'd
just fu... it'd kick off again.

We had a ripper barney
that night.

And give my regards
to Rosie.

Always gotta be on
your fucking terms, doesn't it?

What night?
What, the night he died?

Uh... No, it was the weekend
before, I reckon.

Um, well, this is me.

You right to get back
to where you came from?

Hey, um, could we...

...I don't know,
get a coffee sometime?

Just... just baby steps,
though, okay?

And then boom!
And then three here.

Okay? So I want you to do it.

Okay?

Okay, wait, wait. Ready. Go.

And right, left.

Yes! Good. That's very good.

Now tell me why you did that.

Committed my marker
and the one outside.

Yes! All right, so if you feel
the gap, you go through the gap.

But you've done is you've
created that extra person

for your left-to-right pass.

It doesn't feel natural, though.

Yeah, well, that--

Oh, there's your mum.

Well, that's why
you've got to practice

again and again, all right?

Okay.

Your hands are the target, right?

That's where you're gonna
pass the ball.

Be a killer!

- Thanks, Poppy.
- All right, darling.

- See ya!
- See ya. Later, champ.

You're very good with her.

She's talented.

And she's willing to do
the work. That's good genes.

You know, and she's a got a shot

at getting into one of
those private schools

where she'll get noticed.

I mean,
they can't afford the fees,

but if I could help her get
a scholarship, then maybe she...

What are you doing?

Retirement planning.
What do you think of this guy?

He's in IT.

I mean, everyone's in bloody IT.

Retirement's solved but
you're gonna die of boredom.

Yeah. I mean,
where do these guys get off?

You know,
they're passable at best.

Here.

Is this your pool?

None of these guys are gonna
give you an orgasm.

Would you really wanna see
this guy with no clothes on?

Oh!

Oh, here's one.
Mid-century charm.

"Investment banking.

Loves restaurants,
theater and running."

Got to be loaded.

Oh, welcome to the History
Channel. He's ancient.

No, no. No, no, darling.
This is a silver fox.

And he's likely to fall off his
perch and leave you the lot.

Well, he has got some hair
and his teeth are pretty good.

But that... I mean,
it could be old photos.

- Yeah.
- Oh.

Hey. No. Whoa!

Oh, I can't believe you
just did that.

Fortune favors the bold.

- You can thank me later.
- Oh, do--

Or you can thank me now.

You can thank me
right now with a kiss.

Forget about it.
Forget about it. No.

Oh.

Rose?

Can you talk?

Actually, I'm about
to go into a meeting.

Is something--

You don't know how to measure
cubic meters by any chance?

- Cubic meters?
- Yeah, or tonnes, you know?

What... what the fuck
does a tonne look like?

I've got to order a skip
and they're really expensive.

What for?

Billy's shed.

It's, um, it's just
chockablock full of stuff

and I don't know how much
I'll be throwing out.

You doing this alone? Haven't
you got someone to help you?

Oh, I don't want to ask.

It's just I have to order
this thing for tomorrow.

And I haven't got a clue.

- Well, how big is the shed?
- Oh, it's a double garage.

We haven't been able to get
the car in here for years

'cause it's so full
of his stuff.

Those things hold
more than you think.

Uh, the second smallest
would be my bet.

The second smallest...

...is, uh...

And that's... that's
three cubic meters.

I'm sorry, I really have to--

You've gotta go. Okay.

Thank you so much. That's great.
You have a great meeting.

Sorry, darl,
we're not open till 12:00.

I'm here to see Robert.

Dani Furneaux.

- He's in a meeting.
- I can see.

- I'll let him know you're here.
- Mm-hm.

Forget it. I'll tell him myself.

- Um, you--
- Good to hear.

Dani!

Um... Give us a few moments,
will you?

Yes.

Have a... have a seat, Dan.

Um...

Okay.

So, to what do I owe
this unexpected pleasure?

I need to understand
what happened.

What happened?

How you thought it was okay
to fuck me over like that?

- Feelings change, Dan.
- I'm not talking about Leisa.

It's hardly original to leave a
woman my age for a younger woman

and have a child after swearing
you never wanted children.

But why did you have to
destroy me in the process?

I was drowning after you pulled
your money out of Dani's.

I did everything I could
to keep the doors open

and then you accused me
of mismanagement.

Journalists.

I'm a pariah in the trade now.

Dan.

All I said was that
you needed to downsize

or find another investor,
and you could have cut staff

but you let your emotions
get in the way

and you borrowed from friends.

My staff depended on me.

Dani's was everything to me.

I gave my life to that place.

Exactly. You were too
emotionally invested.

It's business, Dan.

Business?

- Is that all it was to you?
- Well, we both lost.

You could write off your losses.

Did you lose a minute's sleep?

Look... I don't know.

You're an adult, Dan. I mean...

It's never too late to learn
from your mistakes.

My biggest mistake
was coming here

and expecting something from you

that you're not remotely
capable of giving.

Goodbye, Robert.

Oh, by the way...

...this one's mine.

Jesus Christ!

Oh, Jackson.
Oh, my God!

You scared the life out of me.

- Come here.
- I missed you.

Oh, my goodness. Oh!

Oh, you are such
a darling coming home to me.

Where's Norma?

Where's my gorgeous girl? Norma?

She's gone to live with
your father in his workshop.

My father was living here
when I left.

Yeah.

Well, it's been a...
been a bit of a shit show.

I thought you'd heard
and you'd come back to...

...you know, support me.

How would I have heard?

No, of course not.

It's not like Luke to man up and
tell his kids he's walked out.

So?

So what?

So how does
that make you feel?

Your father leaving us?

Honestly?

Yeah?

I'm surprised it didn't
happen years ago.

What?

So everyone saw this coming
except for me?

I'm the idiot.

Well, you could've warned me
if it was clear as day.

Sorry, can we talk later, Mum?
I really need a shower.

- Vanessa?
- Yes.

Oh, sorry to keep you waiting.
Come on in.

- It's the Zampatti, right?
- Yep. The blue one.

Oh, yes. Here we go.

There.

That should be through now.

Oh, great. Got it. Thanks.

Are all these for sale too?
Can I...

Oh, yeah. Please. Yeah.

- You've got some gorgeous stuff.
- Thank you.

How much do you want
for this one?

Um...

- It's yours. Take it.
- Are you sure?

Yeah. Please. Take it.

That's very kind.
Thank you.

Need a hand?

I've brought sustenance.

- You're an angel.
- Ha! Tea and coffee.

Uh, chocolate brownies.
Strawberries.

And the pièce de résistance.

Jelly babies.

Gummies. You've never had them?

No.

We're so not
doing this straight.

Go on.

Uh-huh.

Oh, it tastes like,
um, Turkish delight.

- Oh, shit.
- What?

I just remembered, the guy said
to start with the legs.

These little fellas are potent.

Well, what does that mean? It is
dangerous? Should I spit it out?

No. What the hell?

We probably should get a move
on before we're legless.

Good boy. There you go.
Who's a good boy?

Good boy.

- Riding high, Boris.
- Oh, hello.

- Hey.
- Come on.

- How's our boy?
- Oh, he's...

This is the end.

It's one last go round the park

and then... we're off
to see the vet.

- Oh.
- The chook's his last meal.

Oh, I'm sorry to hear that.

Hey. Come on.

I know. Yes.

- Sorry. Just--
- It's all right.

She just loves chicken.

Can I... A little bit for...

Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Of course. Go for it.

Thank you. Thank you.
Here, girl. Sit now. Sit now.

Here you go.

This is Boris's last meal
but Boris is sharing.

Hey. Hey.

I lost my best mate, Billy.

Completely blindsided me.
Upended my life.

But I didn't cry.
Tried to hold it in.

You got to let it go.

Just...

Yep.

How... how old was Billy?

Sixty-six.

We didn't give him
a chicken or anything.

That was a nice idea.

Oh, bubba.

That's two!

Yeah?

Try that first one again.

Oh, God. You're just trying
to make me late.

- Would I do that to you?
- Oh. What about...

Yeah, I've got these.
What about these?

Are these sort of like... They
a bit "meet the parents" or...

That's kind of what
you're doing anyway.

You chose him for me.

I told you, old is good.

Look, could you give me
a call in about an hour?

You know, just in case
he's boring me to death

and I need an excuse to leg it?

Yeah. Roger that.

Come to think of it,

that dress is too good
to waste on the elderly.

Don't! No, no, no,
no, no, no. No.

Come on!

Oh!

Is this Billy and his brother?

Troublemaker!

I'm single. Done.

Funny word.

Finito.

Hang on,
we were talking about...

- Something about--
- Sex.

- No. No. No.
- No.

Everyone talks about sex.
Nuns talk about sex.

- They don't.
- They do.

Anyway, Billy and I,
um, gave up.

Traditional, you know,

traditional peg-in-hole sex.

What?

My mouth won't stop smiling.

Oh, my face hurts.

I'm gonna pee.
I'm gonna wet my pants.

I'm gonna...
I'm gonna wet myself.

Hang on a second.

After, um, after chemo,

it was like there wasn't
any room in there anymore.

- Oh.
- It was vaginal atrophy.

And the physio gave me
these plastic things

to take home and practice with.

No!

And they started out small
and then they got bigger.

Oh, no.

It was like
a Russian penis doll.

I used to stick them up there
while I was watching telly.

- What did you watch?
- MasterChef.

And Q+A.

Wait.

Chemo?

- Hmm.
- What?

Breast cancer.

Oh, shit.

Anyway.

We didn't really get back
to regular sex.

But Billy was so wonderful.
We got so creative.

Sometimes I try
to bring him to mind.

Mm-hm.

And all I can see is the top of
his head and his bald spot.

Why am I so hungry?

God, I'm having a mouth-gasm.

This is an incredible
combination.

I know, right?

Cheese and ham.

- I thought of it.
- So delicious.

- Yoo... Yoo-hoo!
- G'day, guys.

- Hello.
- Hi.

- What are you all doing here?
- Um...

Well, we thought you could
use some help.

- I'll head off.
- No, no. No, no.

Please don't. No, stay.
Stay. Adele, come here.

You remember Dani.

And, Dani, this is Adele.

Yeah, the caterer
from Billy's wake.

I didn't realize that
you two were, um...

Anyway, um, looks like
you have left us plenty to do.

Oh, Rex, why don't you handle
all the film stuff.

- Okey dokey.
- Oh, Rex, Rex.

- Mm?
- So, okay, it's a mess.

But, um, I know
it meant a lot to Billy,

but you can't even watch
most of this stuff anymore.

Let me take a good look
at it all.

See what's worth keeping,
what's not.

I can take a lot of this to
work anyway, get it digitized.

That way you can
still look at it, at least.

- Can you do that?
- Of course.

That would be amazing.

So, um, like, what's the story?

Are you paying her to help or...
All you had to do was ask.

I'm not paying her.

She came over to help me.
She's my friend.

Oh.

Yeah, maybe we should get some
proper organization happening

or we'll be here all week.

Oh, that's a great idea.
"Some proper organization."

Come on.

No. No.

- Dyl, pass me that.
- Dad will like it.

All right, Dylan. You look like
you could use a job.

This stuff, um, can you take
that out to the skip?

Will you pass it up
for me, please?

This chair.

Oh, no, no. Hang on.
Hang on a second. No!

Luke gave Billy that chair.

Yeah, only 'cause
I didn't want it in the house.

- It didn't match anything.
- I like it. It's got character.

Well, take it. It's yours.

Are you sure?

If you want it,
I would like you to have it.

- Would you mind just--
- Of course.

Mum.

Hey, Em.

- Hi, Emma.
- Hey, Emma.

- Been at it a while, huh?
- Oh!

Were you gonna ask me
about any of this stuff?

Oh, yeah, of course.

I mean, we're only throwing out
complete rubbish anyway.

Oh, listen, I made a box
for you. That's it there.

Is Dad's watch in it?

Mum?

Are you stoned?

- Can you tell?
- Oh, for fuck's sake.

Well, it's the same as
having a glass of wine or two.

It's my fault.

What's she doing here?

- She's helping.
- I'm Dani.

I know who you are.

Right, well, I'm gonna take
this out to the skip.

Thank you.

Did you find Dad's watch
at least?

Um...

Yeah, I found it.

But, uh...

Well, I wore it into the pool

and it turns out
it's not waterproof.

- You wrecked it. It's broken.
- I'm sorry.

Mum!

- It's the one thing I asked for.
- I know and I'm sorry.

How could you be so... What
were you wearing it for anyway?

- I said I wanted it.
- Emma, hon, it was my fault.

We were getting into the water

and I was carrying on
like a pork chop

about something or other

and I never gave your mum
a chance to think.

She forgot to take it off.

Absolute accident, yeah?

I don't understand
what's going on with you.

Do you even know who she is?

Yes. Of course I do.

Have you ever googled her? She
ran a restaurant that went bust.

There was this huge scandal
with this guy--

Emma, stop! It's none of
your business. Why do you...

I just want to get
this bloody shed sorted out.

Hey, Rex, what do you
wanna do with these?

- What is it?
- Oh, shit!

- What on earth is this?
- Billy's stout.

Oh, God. Bin it.

- What, it's not drinkable?
- No.

Well, one year it was. Just.

- Oh!
- God, smells like a dog's arse.

And benzene. Bin, bin, bin.

It's a beautiful day
for cricket.

We are 2/222.

And a hush
falls around The Gabba.

You're up.

Oh, shit.

What on earth?

How could you be so stupid?

Someone will lose an eye.

Oh, very funny, mister.

What happens if
a small child comes along

and gets glass in their foot?

- Funny then, hey?
- Sorry, Mum.

I'm sorry, Del.
That was my fault.

- That was silly.
- Unbelievable.

- Hi.
- Hi.

- Sarah?
- Yes, yes.

- I'm James.
- Oh, thanks for coming.

I mean, uh,
it's really nice to meet you.

Nice to meet you. Sit down.

- Thank you.
- Sit down.

- Ah, well.
- Well.

- You had no--
- These are awkward these things.

Yes. They are.

You look exactly
like your photo.

Well, it is my own hair.

Well, that's impressive.

Could you tell me one thing?

Why do men always write

that they played sport
at an elite level?

- What is that?
- I only toured England once.

- But, uh, my batting was--
- Oh, shit. Oh, sorry.

- No, I'm kidding.
- I didn't--

I'm kidding.

I haven't played cricket
since I was 15.

- Oh, right.
- Anyway.

My granddaughter
wrote my profile for me

and she's a stickler
for truth in advertising.

Can we talk about you?

Oh, what? Oh, my God.

How long have you got?

- You'll be right from here?
- Yeah, I'm fine.

Thank you so much.
I'm sorry about Emma.

- You know, she's so--
- Oh, I'll live.

Oh, can I get, um,
some of those jellies?

- Gummies. Sure thing.
- Gummies. Yep.

But remind me to chop them
in half for you first.

G'day!

Looks like there's a team
already here, eh?

Oh, yeah,
they're still hard at it.

- I know that chair.
- Hm?

And I know you.

You're the catering lady, right?

"Catering lady," sure.

- Uh, how do you know my chair?
- I made it.

- Oh.
- My name's Luke.

Oh, hi.

Seriously.
Made it for my missus.

Ex-missus.

Smoke's still clearing.

Anyway, she hated it.

Billy took it.
Wound up in his shed.

Which I guess means
Rose hated it too.

Well, I don't.
I think it's fabulous.

- Can I just--
- Sure.

Yeah. Oh, baby.

I can let you take it
home like this.

- Why not?
- See this bit of timber here.

- That's the seat apron.
- Yeah.

Held together with
mortise and tenon joints.

See. Everything's
coming apart with age.

Can't let you wind up on the
floor in a pile of splinters.

Let me take it home
and I'll fix it for ya.

Uh... Um, that's nice and all,
but it's mine.

I mean, how do I know
I'm gonna get it back?

Easy. I'll give you my number.

We're off.

- Bye, love. Oh.
- Bye-bye. Bye.

Oh. Del. Rex is...

- Rex and Dylan are going.
- Bye, loves.

- Dinner plans, I'm afraid.
- Yeah.

- Bye.
- Could I get a ride into town?

- Yeah. Yeah, of course.
- I thought you'd be home.

A bunch of us
are getting together.

I haven't seen anyone
in a year, Mum.

Right.

- Still got your key.
- Yep, got it.

Okay, that's it. I'm done.

- Let's call it a day.
- I'm fine.

- I'm just gonna whip around.
- No, honestly, it's okay.

Honestly.

I really appreciate you coming
over and getting stuck in.

- Sorry I got so munted.
- Oh, don't worry about it.

Del.

Thanks for stepping in with Em.

Ooh.

Look who it is.

Big day, huh? Am I too late?

To help? Yes.

- You just missed Jacko.
- No.

I got him on his way out.

We made a time
to get together later on.

He looks good, eh?

Do you think?

Given his parents
have just split up.

Del. I'm...

I'm sorry. I've...

I've put you through a lot.

I thought it was gonna be
some great liberation,

a new chapter.

The truth is I'm a middle-aged
man camping in my workshop.

You planning on living
to 130, are you?

Okay, uh, bit past middle-aged.

I know I've acted badly
and I'm sorry.

I miss you.

- Do you?
- Yes.

What specifically?

Everything.

The conversation.

The history.
The... the private jokes.

The empty bed.

Yes.

And the cooking for one.

- God, I'm not even bothering.
- Right?

I didn't realize I'd be feeling
so lost without ya.

Without us.

And I just want to say...

...I'm genuinely sorry.

I made a mistake.

And I want to come home.

It's too late.

The damage has been done.

But you know
what I regret the most, Luke?

That I didn't get in first.

So how did it go?

Good.

You didn't pick up
when I called.

Oh, yeah, no.
Uh, didn't need an out.

He's a good listener.

You know, he's not like
one of these guys

that go on about
themselves nonstop.

- Who paid?
- He did.

Well, just coffee.

You know, we talked so much,
that they closed the café

and they had to mop around us.

Hmm. So no red flags, then?

Well, talked about
his late wife a little bit.

Said he wouldn't take off
his wedding ring

until he found the right person.

Uh-oh. Dead-wife issues.

So how did it end?

You know, just a peck
on the cheek

and... and vague about
doing it again and...

So nothing, uh, happened?

Well, it was just
a first meeting.

Better hurry while stocks last.

Ooh.

- How's that?
- Oh, that's...

Oh, that's excellent.

- Oh, God.
- I cut my nails.

I even got a new nail file
from Chemist Warehouse.

Not even the cheapest one.

Nothing's too good for my lady.

Oh.

Ooh. Oh. Go, you.

Oh.

Oh, we should give this to Gary.

No one else in the family
plays that well.

Pretty sure
your, um, dad picked that up

in a hockshop in Nashville.

Gary wouldn't want that.
He'd have a million guitars.

How would you know?

Well, I just do.

You barely know Gary.

I went to see him, actually.

Why?

To give him those photos
of him and Dad.

He's my uncle
and he's just lost his brother.

Well, he's grieving.
It's his business.

Just stay away from him.

Em, I mean it.

- He's bad news.
- Mum.

I'm almost 40 years old.

You choose your friends.
I'll choose mine.

♪ My heart was broken ♪

♪ My heart
was broken ♪

♪ Sorrow, sorrow ♪

♪ Sorrow,
sorrow ♪

♪ My heart was broken ♪

♪ My heart
was broken ♪

♪ You saw it ♪

♪ You cleaned it ♪

♪ You touched it ♪

♪ You saved it ♪

♪ While I'm worth ♪

♪ My room on this earth ♪

♪ I will be ♪

♪ With you... ♪

♪ While the Chief ♪

♪ Puts sunshine on Leith ♪

♪ I'll thank Him ♪

♪ For His work ♪

♪ And your birth ♪

♪ And my birth... ♪

Oh, no.

♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah,
yeah, yeah, yeah... ♪

Sorry, it’s a bit scruffy.
I don't get many visitors.

Um... I've asked you to
stay away from her, Gary.

It's like the thing
with whales, isn't it?

You know, you're not allowed
to approach them,

but if they approach you,
well, then that's different.

- As I understand.
- Don't fuck around with me.

You can have your bloody money,
but you stay the fuck away.

Well, this is
the 15 grand, right?

Fuck off. You said ten.

Well, it might be 15 now.

Well, the problem is
Emma is an adult.

I imagine she's made
that point to you.

You know, I've got as much right
as anyone to be in her life.

And she's quite welcome
to be in mine

if that's what she wants.

I don't think it'd be proper
to put money above that.

I'm not gonna stand here
all night repeating myself.

You are not welcome.

And she's dealing with enough
with the death of her father.

Who, Billy?

Pfft.

Yeah, Billy was no saint
and you know it.

Always gotta be on
your fucking terms, doesn't it?