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The sooner you get rid of this, the sooner you move on.

Oh, for God's sake, Adele. This is Billy.

It's not Luke. We loved each other.

- What did Billy have? - The chicken.

He usually goes for red meat.

Oh, the choice was chicken

or fish.

I did everything I could

to keep the doors open

and then you accused me of mismanagement.

I'm a pariah in the trade now.

You know what I regret the most, Luke?

That I didn't get in first.

Oh, we should give this to Gary.

He's bad news.

You choose your friends. I'll choose mine.

♪ Your soft mouth was made for me ♪

♪ Yes, it was ♪

♪ Your soft mouth was made for me... ♪

♪ Yes, it was ♪

♪ Your broad back was made for me ♪

♪ Yes, it was ♪

♪ Your broad back was made for me... ♪

- Hey. - Hi.

Um, could we have, um--

- Just a flat white. - Yep.

Thank you. Thanks for this.

Everything all right?

Uh, I just needed to talk to someone who's not...

Um... Emma's got it in her head she wants to get to know Gary.

- And that's a problem? - I don't know.

I mean, maybe not.

But it could be.

God, sorry, I'm all over the place.

About what?

I think I told you that Gary

used to fuck anything that moved.

Yes, but he wouldn't--

What? Oh, God, no. Not Emma.

Oh.

Me.

We were young.

It was a weekend that Billy was away shooting a story.

Flat white.

I mean, it shouldn't have happened, obviously,

and I wish it hadn't,

but the thing is...

God, I've never said it out loud.

Said what?

I'm not 100% sure...

...that Emma is Billy's.

Look...

I think Billy and I had sex when he got back the next day.

I mean, we... we would've, for sure.

Do you think Billy knew? About you and Gary?

No. I never told him. I couldn't do that to him.

I haven't told anybody.

I don't even know if Gary ever did the maths.

I've given him his money to try and get rid of him,

but he's a loose cannon.

Do you think Gary might say anything?

If he's ever suspected, who knows what he might say to her.

I mean, he spouts all this 12-Step

love and atonement stuff,

but he's so full of anger at Billy

for keeping him on a short leash.

God, I'm sorry. I...I know I'm going on.

- But there's nobody else. - No, no, it's fine.

I can't tell you...

...how much... how much I miss Billy.

- He clearly loved you. - Yeah.

It didn't stop me cheating on him, did it?

He never would have cheated on me.

He adored me. And I adored him.

♪ heartfelt music

Shit.

Oh, wow. I guess that's sorted, then.

I'm a bloody idiot. I should have known.

- Here. Here. - Turning up like that.

What the fuck did I think I was doing?

I fucked it up. It's what I've always bloody done with him.

Come on. I'll get you home.

I can't go home like this.

I don't want Rose to know that I've been here.

We're meant to be at your thing.

Well, we can't go back there.

Come on. We'll get you cleaned up.

♪ It's a fine line between pleasure and pain ♪

♪ You've done it once, you could do it again ♪

♪ Whatever you done, don't try to explain ♪

♪ It's a fine, fine line ♪

♪ Between pleasure and pain ♪

♪ It's all the same... ♪

Take it. Take anything you want.

- It's all going. - Where to?

Well, if your father doesn't come and pick it up,

I'm gonna organize a pick-up from council.

Send it all to landfill.

But you hate things going to landfill.

Yep, well, I will make an exception.

I want a clean start.

I've already got my bunch of sage to cleanse the house.

It's supposed to get rid of stress and negative energy.

What, 'cause all that was Dad?

- Well, it was not me. - You fucking serious?

You're blaming everything on Dad?

Hey, I did not walk out on 34 years of marriage,

and mind your language, mister!

Okay, for everything I've put in...

Okay, here. You take these.

You're the same size.

Oh, and if you, um, don't want your father's surfboard,

then put it on that Facebook Marketplace thingy.

He spent a fortune on that thing and he never even used it.

Yeah, 'cause you didn't like him going surfing on the weekends.

For hours on end. What was I supposed to do?

No wonder he left you.

Jackson.

Jackson!

Are you seriously siding with your father?

"Siding"? How old are you?

You're both as fucked as each other.

Hey!

How many times have I asked you not to do that?

Good job.

Hmm.

Come on.

Come on.

Oh.

Hello.

We were in the neighborhood.

What do you say?

"Thank you, Clare."

Hmm.

- You okay? - Yeah, sorry.

Look...

...he didn't suffer,

but at the end,

he... he looked into my eyes

like he knew what was happening.

Um...

You want a cup of tea or...

- Yeah. Sure. - Yeah, okay.

- I mean, yes. Yes, I do. - Yeah?

- Uh... - ♪

Tea.

- Tea. - Tea. Tea.

Oh.

Mm.

Now, how was that for you?

Be honest.

It was okay.

Is "okay"

better or worse than "fine"?

Um... about the same.

Did you, um...

You know, did you...

At what exact point did it look to you

like I was having an orgasm?

Oh. Oh...

- Would you like me to-- - No, no, no, no, it's fine.

Um, I'll do it when you've gone.

No, no. It's nothing personal.

Um...

I'm just not good at finishing in company.

I think I'm depressed.

House just feels so empty without Boris.

Here.

What?

- Ooh. - Trevor.

He was found locked up in a shed, starving.

His fur was totally matted,

and he has worms and a flea infestation.

- God, that's awful. - Uh-huh.

Do you think it's too soon?

I reckon you should go for it.

Ooh-ooh!

Uh, everything's here.

There's no need for you to go inside.

Oh, and, um, I have kept the, uh, blue painting.

But that was a present. You gave that to me.

Well, now I'm taking it back.

Del?

Can I ask you something?

Why did you say you wish you'd got in first?

Everyone knows it's better to be the dumper than the dumpee.

- Were you unhappy? - What does it matter?

Well, happiness is relative.

I'd like to know.

All right, where would...

...where would you like me to start?

Just be honest.

Honest? Okay.

Mm.

I feel like I've worked my guts out for not a great return.

I've tolerated a lot - a lot - for the sake of the marriage.

For example?

Like staying in the same bed

even though your snoring is seismic.

Listening to you urinate without closing the door,

after I've asked you a thousand times.

The way you fart right next to me.

You don't even pretend to be embarrassed.

All right.

When the kids were young, you left it up to me to me

to organize everything in their lives.

Even though we were working the same hours.

Doctors' appointments, dentists,

haircuts, parties,

every single one of their activities.

You never even bothered to learn

their friends' parents' names or addresses.

The way you wake me up

by poking me in the back with your morning erection,

as if that's supposed to turn me on.

Your lousy kissing.

The routine sex that I never really wanted,

but I went along with it to keep you happy.

The blow jobs.

Everything I did to keep the peace

because, I don't know, that's what I thought marriage was.

It's what I thought love was.

I saw you through your prostate cancer treatment,

for God's sake.

I never would have quit, mind you.

I would have stuck it out to the bitter end.

But since you've pulled the pin, all I want to say is thank you.

Thank you.

Now I'm free from all of that suffocating crap.

You said you liked my kissing.

Course I said that!

Dad.

- Can I come stay with you? - Sure.

Uh, I guess.

Get in.

I'm on the sofa bed.

And there's an old foam mattress

in the storeroom you could put down.

And there should be a sleeping bag somewhere in these boxes.

Hello, gorgeous guy.

Oh, just till I find a proper place.

Maybe we could get a 2-bedder together?

Cool.

Be nice to have you around.

It's been a bit lonely, really.

We could go get a drink together later.

That pub down the road does a pretty decent pad see ew.

Yeah. Sorry, I...I made plans.

Oh. Sure. No worries.

Another time.

I'll get the rest.

♪ Everything is cool ♪

♪ Everything's okay ♪

♪ Why, just before last Christmas ♪

♪ My baby went away ♪

♪ Across the sea to an island ♪

♪ While the bridges brightly burn... ♪

♪ So far away from my land ♪

♪ The valley of the unconcerned ♪

♪ I was walking down the road, man ♪

♪ Just looking at my shoes ♪

♪ When God sent me an angel ♪

♪ Just to chase away my blues ♪

- More, my love? - Yes, please.

Mm.

Whoa-ho-ho!

Oh, yum! Dylan, this looks amazing.

- You put me to shame. - You cook!

Laura hardly let me in the kitchen.

I'm gonna need to pick up my game if I'm gonna be a mum.

Oh, no more of that for you, then, young lady.

- I'm not pregnant yet. - Hmm?

I might not even be able to.

We were gonna use Laura's eggs.

For all I know, mine are past their use-by date.

I'm considered geriatric in the baby-making world, you know?

No! Dammit. I forgot the gremolata.

You'll be fine.

If it's any comfort, you don't look at all geriatric.

The hardest bit is gonna be finding donor sperm.

Oh, Em, uh...

I would love to help out

but I don't think I'm really cut out to be a parent.

No offense,

but if my eggs are geriatric,

your sperm is practically prehistoric.

And you're my godfather.

- It's kind of off. - Harsh.

Well, you are more than welcome to my sperm, if you want, Em.

- I am quality stock. - Mm.

Second to dux in Year 12.

Uh, I made the zones for swimming.

Vice-president of the chess club.

Really?

And I have an exceptional sense of direction.

Are you being serious?

Don't mess with me. I'm vulnerable right now.

Sure. Yeah. I mean, why not?

What am I gonna do with them, right?

Dylan, that would be amazing. Truly.

No problems.

Uh, you want me to whip off a sample

before the apple crumble or--

No! That's all right, thank you.

Cheers.

Were you really a good swimmer?

Mm-hm. 200-meter IM. Reckon my boys will ace it.

We use to have our family holidays in Manly.

- Like a lot of country bumpkins. - Mm, the rich ones.

Oh, I don't know about that.

We stayed in a pretty scungy old guest--

Oh! "Scungy"! Oh, God.

That's a blast from the past. Who even uses that anymore?

I do. It's satisfyingly onomatopoeic.

- Mm. - Sounds like it smells.

What about your family?

Where did you stay?

South West Rocks Caravan Park. Even scungier.

Ah. Bet it's not anymore.

Actually, um, I stopped by there recently.

Mm. It's hardly changed.

How refreshing.

- How's everything here? - This is fantastic. Thank you.

Josh not on tonight?

No, he landed a role in The Lion King.

Oh, good for him. What's the role?

Well, he auditioned for the hyena

and then he got the meerkat.

I'll be sure to get some tickets.

Yeah, we'll all be there to cheer him on.

Yeah.

You bring all your dates here.

- Sure do. - Mm.

You.

- Oh. - Scout's honor.

You're the first.

No, I've become the sort of person

who's quite happy to dine in my own company.

Or with a good book.

Does that make me strange?

That's good strange.

You're very kind.

Was it a good date?

Yeah, actually, it was.

Oh, look, here, here.

I, uh... I swiped these handmade chocolates for you.

They are amazing.

- I'll just put it in there. - Did Silver Fox pay?

I offered to split it, but he wouldn't let me.

Thank God, 'cause it would have been an absolute bomb.

Oh, right, so properly loaded.

Ooh, yeah. I think so.

He drives a really nice car.

And, uh, I think he's got a boat.

- But he's not pretentious. - No.

It turns out that we have a lot in common.

You know, could you believe that we are both country kids?

I mean - pfft! - what are the chances?

Yeah, I don't know, 'cause it's a big country, but...

Uh, tell me more.

Did you kiss?

Just goodnight.

With or without tongue?

Piss off.

Is this how you kissed?

Yeah, yeah. It was exactly like this.

Except fully clothed outside a restaurant.

Now shh.

Admit it, I'm sexier than your old codger.

Hey. Shh, shh, shh. Don't call him that. Don't call him that.

I bet your billionaire

wouldn't be able to manage this without a Viagra or three.

Look, um, could you

just... just give it a rest?

- What? What, what, what? - I just--

I was joking. I was joking.

Yeah, no, it's just not really funny.

Well, it is a bit.

Oh, come on. Come on. You were nearly there.

- You were nearly there. - No, look. No, no, no.

Just forget it. Forget it. I just lost it.

♪ heartfelt music

♪ I almost felt you touching me ♪

♪ Just now ♪

♪ I wish I knew ♪

♪ Which way to turn and go ♪

♪ I feel so good ♪

♪ And then I feel so bad ♪

♪ I wonder what I ♪

♪ Ought to do ♪

♪ If I could only fly ♪

♪ If I could only fly ♪

♪ I'd bid this place goodbye ♪

♪ To come and be with you ♪

♪ But I can hardly stand ♪

♪ I got nowhere to run ♪

♪ Another sinking sun ♪

♪ One more lonely night ♪

♪ If I could only fly ♪

♪ If you could only fly ♪

♪ If we could only fly ♪

♪ There'd be no more ♪

♪ Lonely nights ♪

It's only two o'clock in the morning.

Rose.

Um, Billy's underpants are missing.

What?

From that night. Um...

They weren't in the bag from the hospital.

Why would they be missing?

Well, uh...

Well, maybe he wasn't wearing any?

I mean, did he go commando?

No. No, never.

He was wearing new ones that night.

Why wouldn't the hospital

have returned them with everything else?

Uh, health regulations?

Do you...

I mean, he might have lost control of his bowels.

It can happen when you have a heart attack.

Oh, Rose. Um, I really don't know.

So you didn't notice anything when he collapsed?

No, but...

...maybe in the ambulance they might have had to, you know,

cut them off him for some reason.

I mean, maybe you could call the hospital in the morning.

I hate the idea of him being stripped like that.

Death can be so bloody undignified.

Yes, it is.

I'm sorry. I couldn't sleep thinking about it.

No, of course, it's fine.

I mean, I don't subscribe

to all that five stages crap, do you?

From the moment I told him I didn't want him back,

it's like all the anger and denial and depression

just went poof!

And I jumped straight to acceptance and hope.

I feel so liberated all of a sudden.

It's like I'm free to become whoever I wanna be.

I can eat dinner in my pajamas.

Play loud music.

I could take a lover or two if I wanted.

Frankly, I could not think of anything worse.

The point is I don't have to compromise anymore.

♪ wistful music

I always wanted to do a trip to the fjords.

A trip to Antarctica.

Luke couldn't stand the cold.

We'll have to degrease the whole place.

Paint, get the floors done, and that all costs.

Two months. You know, that's all I can do.

Oh, come on, Anthony.

The "For Lease" sign is growing mold.

Yeah, I got some interest. Some people came here yesterday.

Six months rent-free

and you can bring the kids and the wife

for a VIP dinner on opening night.

Three months rent-free,

plus the next three at half rent.

The next six at half rent.

Two free dinners.

- Deal. - Yeah.

Hey. I've got to roll. Lock up when you leave.

- Thanks. - Mate.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. On my way.

- Hey! - Hey!

- Thanks for this. - Ha. I'm in a loading zone.

Oh, my God. It's gorgeous.

You've done a fantastic job.

- Oh, just needed some TLC. - Oh!

Should be good for another 30 years.

Ha! Oh, I love it.

- How much do I owe you? - Don't worry about it.

Oh, come on. Really?

It was fun. Forgotten how much I missed making originals.

Haven't designed anything on my own for years.

Why not?

I swapped bespoke furniture for modular kitchens.

Bit of pressure to bring in proper money for the family.

So you built proper kitchens?

Proper soul-destroying kitchens.

Well, you're wasting your talent,

if you don't mind me saying.

Hm.

What are you doing in here?

I'm reinventing myself.

Oh!

Don't suppose you do dining room fit-outs?

Uh, not really my go.

You don't have a lot of space to work with.

I want to keep it simple.

Striking but have heart at the same time.

I'm thinking one long dining room table.

Or a bar along here.

Statement piece. Something special.

Oh. A bar.

I don't have much of a budget.

Correction, I don't have a budget.

Well, I know a salvage place

where you could find a lot of things you could repurpose.

I used to be a regular back in the day.

Pretty sure it's still open.

I could go down and have a look if you like.

Really?

I mean, that'd be great, but if you won't accept payment...

Well, you can shout me a dinner. On the house.

Opening night.

You, the landlord and half my suppliers.

At this rate, I won't have any paying customers.

Mm-mm-mm-mm-mm.

I told you I never wanted to have children.

We're not having children.

You're seriously telling me that you won't get involved?

Emma doesn't even want that.

As soon as you lay eyes on it...

I've seen you with your nieces and nephews.

- It's just sperm. - It's responsibility.

Don't you understand that, Dylan?

No. Of course I don't.

I am clearly too young and stupid.

Oh, come on!

You're just not seeing the... the big picture.

Do you know how controlling you are being right now?

- I'm controlling? Yeah. - Yeah.

And you don't even give me a say in this.

If I help Emma have this baby, I am in your life forever.

You know, locked in with your family and your friends.

- There's no escape clause. - That's ridiculous.

You are allergic to commitment, Rex. You always have been.

You freaked out the first time

I left my toothbrush here, for fuck's sake.

That alone should have been a giant red flag.

- That's not what-- - No, no, no. I get it now.

Yeah, I thought this was something that it clearly isn't.

What?

- Fu... Oh, fuck! - What?

Dylan. I knew it was too good to be true.

I bet Rex talked him out of it.

You okay?

- I don't know why I'm so upset. - Well, you're disappointed.

Oh, everything's going to shit.

First Laura, then Dad.

At this rate, I won't end up having kids.

I'm gonna be alone for the rest of my life.

Oh, um, hello.

What? Well, you won't be here forever.

- You'll be okay, love. - You don't know that.

Are you okay?

I will be.

If I can stop beating myself up

about the fact that I wasn't there with your dad

when he died.

You weren't to know.

He could have gone down anytime, anywhere.

He could have gone down in aisle 12 of Bunnings

looking for drip-proof tap washers.

God.

It might be nothing,

but did Dad ever mention he had a fight with Gary?

A fight? What kind of fight?

First he said it was on the night he died.

Then he said, "Oh, must be the weekend before."

Well, it couldn't have been the weekend before.

We were away in Kangaroo Valley.

How could it be the night that he died?

He was with Dani at that thing.

Your uncle is full of it and he's winding you up.

Yeah, but Dad had that... that graze on his forehead.

Yes, and the doctor said he must have hit his head

when he collapsed.

What if it wasn't that?

If I can keep the menu simple,

I might even be able to manage without a loan.

- Mm! - Rose.

Billy had a fight with Gary the night he died -

true or false?

- Why don't we-- - Did he or didn't he?

So Gary caused the heart attack. Gary killed him.

What? No.

Did he just turn up at the event and make a scene, start a fight?

Was he there when... when Billy collapsed?

No.

It wasn't there. It wasn't at the event.

Then where?

I drove Billy to Gary's place that night.

He wanted to sort out the money thing.

It didn't go well. They got into a fight.

What time was this?

What? Why would Billy suddenly want to go and see Gary?

Did Gary call him?

Why didn't you tell me?

Billy asked me not to say anything.

Maybe I was wrong not to,

but I thought I should keep my word to him.

He asked you not to tell me?

Well...

So after going to Gary's and getting into a fight,

you went back to your awards night as if nothing happened?

- We weren't gone long. - Why would you go back?

I...

...think Billy felt that he hadn't stuck to--

Do you expect me to believe any of this?

Oh, Rose.

I don't care what you believe. I can't keep going over this.

I wish I'd never met Billy or you.

Or got caught up in any of it.

Now, if you don't mind...

...I can't afford to lose the one regular gig that pays my rent.

Will there be anything else, ma'am?

Like?

Oh...

Tea?

Coffee?

Orgasm?

Oh, don't!

Ah. Oh.

What?

I don't receive oral sex in the morning.

That is not a thing.

- Yeah, it is. - We've done it before.

Yeah, not sober in broad daylight.

Don't tell me you're shy.

Yeah, no, I might be.

Yeah, but you're beautiful down there.

Yeah, yeah. I'm gonna take your word for it.

Anyway, I can't stay in bed all day.

I gotta keep walking. Keep this hip mobile.

Okay. Fine. I'm up for a walk.

Where are we going? I need a destination.

Oh, I've already got a destination.

Um, James and I, we're meeting for lunch at, uh, Grissini.

You and who?

Oh.

Back scrub, ma'am? Hair wash?

Well, Maureen was a much better sailor than me.

I started off crewing for her on dinghies.

Then we bought Budgie.

We'd do the twilight racing on Thursday nights.

- Ooh. - Uh...

- God, I'm sorry. I shouldn't-- - No. No, no, no. No, no.

It's fine. It's fine.

You two sound like you had a wonderful marriage.

Oh, well, we had our rocky moments

like anyone I suppose, but I've been lucky.

I didn't think I'd find anyone after her.

Ah, you never know, you might get lucky again.

I think I have already.

- Is it too soon to say that? - Uh, yeah, no, it's pretty soon.

It's just a surprise.

I like you. You seem genuine.

And I think I'm a pretty good judge of character.

Uh... Mm.

Look...

...I'm looking for a proper relationship,

like, with a grown-up.

If I was any more grown-up, I'd have one foot in the grave.

Oh, no, no, no. No, don't be silly. I...

Seriously, the age gap doesn't... doesn't bother you?

I think I'm starting to prefer the older model.

And you don't look in bad shape.

That's because I've had one female owner.

I don't want to frighten you off...

...but I've taken my profile off the app.

I'm not asking you to.

It's just that I've thought about it

and I want to see where this goes

without any other distractions.

Okay.

I'm gonna go off the app too.

- Really? - Mm. Yeah.

- I don't want you to feel-- - No, no, no, no.

It's like... it's like... just let's clear the decks.

That's sailing talk, isn't it?

Put into action before a storm or battle.

- But I'll take it. - Yeah.

Sarah Turner.

Ohhh! Hello.

- Hi. Wow. Small world, hey? - Hi!

I was just out getting some milk and look who I bump into.

Incredible.

- Hey. Manaaki. - James.

James. Nice to meet you, James.

Manaaki and I, we're old friends.

- Yeah, yeah, from way back. - Yeah. Yeah, yeah.

Yeah, that's right. That's right.

I went to school with Manaaki's boyfriend, Dick.

- How's he going? - Dick's great.

- Yeah? - Yeah, thanks for asking.

- I'll let him you said hello. - Yeah, you do that.

Yeah. Well, I should let you two lovebirds get on with it.

Toodle-oo.

What the fuck were you doing stalking us like that?

I wasn't stalking. I was buying milk.

- You don't even drink milk. - But you do!

Somebody had to check out old Silver Fox for you.

Give you an outside perspective.

How do you know he's not a serial killer?

How do I know you're not?

- Want to know what I think? - No.

I don't trust him.

Oh, he's got shifty eyes. And that hair's not gonna last.

Totally trying too hard.

Old Silver Fox may have fooled you but he's a bona fide wanker.

His name is James and he's not a wanker.

Okay.

Maybe... I caught feelings.

But admit it.

- You've caught them too. - I have not!

Come on!

Just a little bit.

So now you're jealous.

Pfft.

I was very upfront with you

about what I was looking for.

And you knew that when you chose him for me.

"Jealous" is a very strong word.

Yeah, it's a strong word.

What are you doin'?

What does it look like I'm doing?

- Cannot stay here. - Pfft.

Yes, you can.

Come on. Please. Please.

All right, I admit, I shouldn't have followed you.

But you're overreacting.

Where are you gonna go?

Back to my van.

This has been a giant error of judgment.

Hey, hey, hey, hey. Hey.

What's James gonna say when he finds out you live in a van?

Hey, how about this one?

"Herman, Dutch/German, blue-green eyes, brown hair."

Mm. "Pisces."

Hmm.

Herman ze German is tertiary educated,

athletic, musical, ambitious, confident and kind.

- Is there a picture? - Yeah.

Well, he's a little young, isn't he?

Ha, ha. Uh, that's him at five.

You have to pay for a current photo.

Well, cute. You want a cute kid. They're easier to love.

Mum!

Are you expecting anyone?

No.

I'm so sorry.

Sorry, I should have called.

I've just been driving around feeling sorry for myself.

Is there any chance that I could park the van in your driveway?

What happened to Manaaki?

Oh, whatever that was, it's over.

He's just like a big kid.

Yeah, of course.

Stay as long as you need.

Have you eaten?

Um, you know, 'cause I can make you a plate

while you help Emma pick the father of her baby.

Ooh, sounds fun.

- Baby Tinder. - Come on in.

- "Milo." - Ah!

- "Italian." - Ooh! Tick, tick.

- "Dedicated." - Yeah.

- "Trustworthy. Reliable." - Oh, my God! Tick!

- Sounds like a vacuum cleaner. - Mum!

So how rich?

Pretty.

Have you been to his house yet?

No, no, not yet.

Oh, watch out. He could be one of those scammers.

Or have like a whole other family.

- What? - I just...

I'd check out his place ASAP if I was you.

And whatever you do, don't give him any money.

Oh!

Oh, I don't think there's much chance of that.

- Oh, my God! - What?

- Oh, my God! Oh, my God! - What?

- It's "Don't Tell Lies". - Oh!

This is the video that Billy shot for Gary's single.

Oh, my God!

♪ Don't tell li-i-i-i-es ♪

Hey, you know what? That's not the video clip. It's the rushes.

And they're hours long. They're really boring.

Oh, no, no, that's even better,

because I was supposed to be a featured extra

and I hardly made the cut.

Oh, Sarah!

Don't you wanna see when we were young and sexy?

- Yes! Yes! - No, she doesn't.

- Yes, she does. - Sure I do. Sure I do.

- Put it on. - Oh, God.

Oh, God!

♪ I don't tell li-i-i-i-es ♪

- It's not a very good song. - I think that's all I remember.

Same here. So these are just the rushes?

Okay, rolling.

Oh, my God!

- Okay. - Oh, my God!

- Everybody, look at the camera. - Oh, my God!

- ♪ Li-i-i-i-es ♪ - Look at us! Look!

Oh, my God.

Oh, we're all so fresh. God, we're so beautiful.

- Yeah, playback. - Oh.

Ooh, that Gary!

Oh, my God! He was such a spunk.

♪ Li-i-i-i-es ♪

And cut.

- Mum. Is that you? Oh, my God! - Isn't she gorgeous?

We all were. We were... we were young.

It looks like an '80s party but for real.

Yeah, and the leopard print.

God, we thought we looked so cool.

Oh, my God, look at the hair.

And we were right. We did!

♪ poignant music

What was that?

What the fuck was that?

Are you just going to ignore me? Mum?

- Answer me! - No... nothing. It was nothing.

It didn't look like nothing. Were you and Gary...

- Oh, my God. You were. - What? Don't be stupid.

Where was I when all this free love was going on?

Nowhere. It was before you were born.

- How much before? - I don't know. I don't remember.

I mean, you know, a year, maybe more.

I mean, I can't remember.

- Did Dad know? - Oh! Just leave it, Em. Please.

It was a stupid mistake and I wish it had never happened.

I mean, I...I barely remember it and I'm sure Gary doesn't.

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