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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?