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So, what is Vic Police's finest up to today?

Some crim guy's been kicked out of protection.

We have to move him out of his safe house.

Bit harsh.

They get used to being in protection and they never wanna leave.

Mmm, me too - I'm finding it hard to leave my safe house

when Mum keeps doing my washing.

(GIGGLES)

She found the photos we took in the bath.

Tell me you're kidding.

Oh, you have to move out of home. Stay here full-time.

I'm practically doing that now. (SIGHS)

I love it when you wear my clothes.

I'm cooking us dinner tonight.

On what grounds?

On the grounds that you are one hot lady cop.

(GROWLS) I'll see you tonight.

And if you're lucky, I might just arrest you.

(CHUCKLES)

LAWSON: Alright, you've got half an hour to pack up your things.

We'll take you to wherever you're staying, within reason.

Unless it's tropical.

Half an hour to pack up a man's life?

I've lived there for six years.

DOMINIC: Have you arranged for somewhere to stay?

Yes, my place.

You knew this was coming, Gavin.

You're a smart man. It was your second appeal.

Bloody judge. And you, you're all just doing her dirty work.

But I am still in danger. I have death threats.

Yes, well, it costs a lot of money to keep someone in protection.

Especially when that someone isn't playing by the rules.

Bullshit.

It says here you breached your conditions.

"Associating with known criminals despite police warnings."

Some of my family have done time.

Then they put me down for consorting...with my own family.

Well, it's a safe house, Gavin, not a bloody hotel.

(MUTTERS)

(SIGHS)

I love this place.

I'm dug in here.

Just get what you need. I'll wait outside.

That's not his grand final jumper, is it?

Are you asking as a copper or as a Hawks fan?

If you want it, take it. It's yours.

Yeah, I wish.

Don't take too long.

Yeah, piss off.

Lawson, he's been in there 40 minutes.

-Yeah? -Well, can we hurry it up?

We've let him have 10 minutes more than we had to.

-Yeah, alright, go and get him. -Good, 'cause I'm busting for a piss.

I can't wait much longer. I'm going in.

(GUNFIRE)

(ENGINE STARTS)

Leon, Code 9, shots fired, 16 Arnold Street, Altona North.

Immediate assistance required.

(GUNSHOT)

LAWSON: Alright, Leon, get on to VKC.

Tell that backup that they need to set up a cordon.

Copy that, Lawson.

-Morning. -Morning.

Lawson's witness protection guy is shooting at him.

Well, tell him to shoot back.

Alright, Gavin, you made your point.

Put the weapon down and come out of the house now.

GAVIN: I'm not leaving.

Piss off, arsehole!

-Alright, Dom. -Yeah?

We need eyes on this place.

Grab the cameras and the vests out of the car. I'll cover you.

-OK. -Go.

Alright, Stell...

I don't think I'm this guy's favourite copper right now,

so how about taking primary negotiator?

I'm cool with it if you are.

-OK, so covering for the moment. -On it.

Right, Leon, need to isolate the landline,

any mobiles at this address.

Yeah, I'm onto it, but it's gonna take a bit of time.

That's alright. Let's get this guy's wit profile.

I want to see who we're dealing with.

Yeah, I already got it.

OK, good.

And copy Kerry that Stella's gonna be primary negotiator on this one.

Will do.

(EXHALES DEEPLY)

Reporting no movement, Josh. Over.

Copy that, Michael.

Copy that, Josh.

Likewise, no movement.

Still reporting no movement. Over.

Got that, Michael. Likewise, no movement.

No, wait a minute. I think I see something.

Uh...no. Bird.

Still reporting no movement.

Over.

I've got that landline for you, Lawson.

I'm just texting it through to you now.

(PHONE RINGS)

STELLA: (OVER PHONE) Gavin, this is Stella Dagostino

from the Tactical Response Unit.

Yeah, I was sitting next to you in the back of the car.

Yep. I'm the one you shot at.

Dagostino?

-Are you Italian? -No, Maltese.

My Hawks mate, he decided he didn't want to talk to me, did he?

Do you have a problem chatting to me instead, Gavin?

Don't give him the option.

-No. (TURNS ON LOUDSPEAKER) -Gavin, I'm here to help you.

Now, no-one's been hurt, so why don't you put the gun down,

come outside and we can sort this out?

I've already told you, I'm not going anywhere.

And I'll shoot anyone that comes near me.

This is my place. You'll have to kill me before I go anywhere.

No-one is killing anyone today.

Yeah. Well, I'm a dead man either way.

Look, I understand you're scared, but if you just come out...

I already told you, as soon as I come out of hiding they'll get me.

Not you or the courts can save me now.

Why don't you just come out and we'll see what we can do?

I know this feels like your place, but there are other options.

Do you have your own place, Stella?

Yes.

Then you know what I'm talking about.

It's hard for a man of my age to up and move everything.

Do you live alone?

Yes, I do, but this isn't about me.

Your home is your safe house...

(TURNS OFF LOUDSPEAKER) ..whether it's a safe house or not.

SHANNON: That's it. We've been here for four hours.

They're not coming out.

-Yeah, I'm starving. -Me too.

I reckon they slept in.

Armed Rob said they did yesterday too.

I think...

..we should ring them and flush them out,

otherwise we're gonna be here all day.

Josh, how long have we got to stay here for?

Josh?

It's not up to me whether you can stay in the house. You know that.

Then why don't you find me somebody who can make those decisions?

No, I need to stay here for your safety.

Bullshit.

Nobody cares what happens to me now.

(IMITATES RACE CAR)

My boys are getting way too hot for me. I'm gonna have to pull out.

(IMITATES GUNSHOTS) Oh, shit.

(IMITATES GUNSHOT) Aarggh! Oh!

-(IMITATES TYRES SCREECHING) -(HORN BEEPS)

(HORN BLARES)

Hey, lady.

-Are you right? -(GROANS)

I'm trying to get to the hospital.

(GROANS)

(WOMAN GROANS)

Hey, Leon, I need an ambulance at my location.

I have a woman here and she's...

..very, very red and puffy.

She's having a baby. At least I think she's... Yeah, she's having a baby.

Is the ambo for you or her?

Leon, I don't know how long we've got.

-(BREATHES DEEPLY) -OK.

(MOANS)

Lawson, there's no way they're gonna extend this guy's protection order.

He's been in that house five years too long as it is. Cost us millions.

Um...hasn't assisted in any convictions.

Only time he gave evidence he contradicted his story.

Plus, they're pretty certain there's no threat to him anymore anyway.

Look, Kerry, he's not buying it. He's pretty sure he's under threat.

Well, I don't know what else to say.

The court's just not willing to negotiate.

Lawson, I've got Dom's eyes up. Have you got any vision yet?

Yeah, got it, thanks, Leon.

MICHAEL: Guys, I have an emergency down here - a woman having a baby.

Copy that, Michael.

She pulled in right in front of me when she saw the vehicle.

I need you here now.

JOSH: We've been on stake-out since 6:00am.

If we leave now Armed Rob will kill us.

Josh, she's weeing down her leg.

-Just do what you can. -Have you called an ambo?

Of course I've called the ambulance, but they're gonna take...

(WOMAN GROANS)

I've gotta go.

(MOANS)

Hey, Panadol?

(WHIMPERS)

-Let's get you out of there. -(GROANS)

(PANTS RAPIDLY)

(PHONE RINGS)

Leon.

Leon, if you had to deliver a baby on your own in the middle of a street

with only some bandaids and a box of Panadol,

what would be your must-haves?

I'll look online for you. Hang on. (TYPES)

STELLA: Are you a football fan, Gavin?

GAVIN: (OVER PHONE) Isn't everybody?

-How about you? -Magpies.

Live in Collingwood, do you?

-Fitzroy. -Hey.

You ask the questions, OK? You're in charge. Flip it back.

This isn't about me, Gavin. I wanna know how we can end this.

You get me the piece of paper that says I can stay

and I'll end it.

Well, that's not gonna happen here.

Not any time soon.

Then you got a problem. (DISCONNECTS CALL)

-He's gone. -Alright.

They hang up, you keep going. Call him straight back.

(DIALS PHONE)

MICHAEL: OK, yeah, instead of just standing there,

you can get me some boiling hot water, some towels,

some blankets and a bucket.

(WOMAN GROANS AND GASPS)

OK, so, ambos will be here in a second.

So, until then it's just the two of us.

-Breathe. -(PANTS RAPIDLY)

-Hey. -I need to push.

OK, good.

(GROANS)

-Oh. -(CONTINUES GROANING)

-SHANNON: These guys are hopeless. -(RINGING TONE)

Yeah, we wouldn't be watching them if they were any good at it.

Armed Rob said they've been doing over TABs and pubs across Melbourne.

Seriously, I think they'd have trouble

fixing themselves some cereal.

(RINGING TONE CONTINUES)

Come on, pick up, pick up.

So stoned they can't even hear the phone.

MAN: (OVER MICROPHONE) Oh! Marshall, get up.

Oh, here we go.

-Who is it? -(DISCONNECTS CALL)

(SNIFFLES AND SIGHS)

It's morning already, Brian. Get up.

Oh, shit, it's bloody morning again.

Where's the alarm?

-It didn't go off. -Give me it.

You got it on 'pm' instead of 'am'.

No, give me a look.

First I shit, then we go.

(SNIFFLES) Where's the gun?

Man, can I have something to eat?

No, mate, we gotta go. If we miss it again, we're dead.

Mate, I'm starving.

Where's my bong? Do you want a cone?

-No, we gotta go! Come on! -Oh!

(ENGINE STARTS)

(GROANS)

LEON: (OVER RADIO) You're in the second stage, Michael,

otherwise known as the pushing stage.

Blah, blah, blah.

Helpful things to say as a support person. Here we go.

Breathe it open.

-What's going on? -Michael's having a baby.

Breathe what open?

Try to visualise an opening flower and breathe deep into your vagina.

-Whose vagina? -Her vagina.

-I'm not doing that. -No, no, no.

She breathes deep into her vagina, not you.

How can she do that?

You've just got to... She's gotta just...breathe the baby out.

I had a caesar.

(PANTS)

Um...you need to breathe deeply into your lower...area,

into your...vagina.

(GROANS)

JOSH: They're on the move. We've gotta go.

-(MOANS) -Hi.

-(GROANS) -Breathe.

They're heading north along Truro Street. Let's go.

Alright, call it forward if you need us.

-That's it. -Leon, where's Michael's ambo?

LEON: (OVER RADIO) Six minutes.

OK, ambo's six minutes away. Ambulance is six minutes away.

-You're gonna be OK. -Michael!

-Let's go, let's go. -That's it, Clare. Just breathe.

-Just breathe, yeah. -(GROANS)

Breathe it out. Breathe it out.

-Do you wanna stay? -No.

Just 'cause I'm a chick doesn't mean I know how to deliver babies.

Breathe it open. Breathe it open, that's it. Just breathe.

STELLA: OK, Gavin, I'm gonna tell you straight up.

The courts aren't gonna change any arrangements. No way.

I know you didn't start this and I know you can't finish it,

but I have chosen you to fix it.

They won't negotiate with you in here.

You need to come out, come to town with us

and you can talk to the DPP about reassessing your case.

That's the best I can do.

Yeah, right.

Look, you can trust me.

Even if you can't stay here, maybe they can relocate you.

Maybe?

You know, the point is maybe they were too quick to chuck you out.

You need assistance and we can talk it through.

Just grab what you need and come with us.

You can come back later for the rest of your stuff. I'll make sure...

(DISCONNECTS CALL)

(DIALS PHONE)

Targets are on the move

and headed in the direction of Sunshine, as expected.

LEON: (OVER RADIO) I'll let them know at the other end.

We've got a task force waiting for you at the bank.

These guys are in for a nasty surprise.

MAN: (ON RADIO) Targets have turned off Nichol Street. We're in pursuit.

This is TR-2. We're right behind you.

What are they doing?

Where are they going?

Leon, targets have diverted.

Yeah, I'm onto it.

I'll check what's close by, see where they might be headed -

banks, TABs, servos.

Who knows what they might hit?

We need to alert Armed Rob at the other end.

They might need to change location.

I'll get onto them.

You know, that boy really can handle himself in an emergency.

-(RINGTONE PLAYS) -Hey, love.

Yeah, yeah, great morning. Michael's about to deliver a baby.

What?

Now?

Honey, I've got three jobs on the go.

I'm with Kerry, OK? I'll call you back.

-Bye. -MICHAEL: (OVER RADIO) Breathe.

That's it, Clare. You're doing really well.

That was Nina.

(TYPES) She's ovulating.

That's too much information, Leon.

She wants to have a baby.

Yeah, I figured.

I don't.

-(CLARE SCREAMS) -Breathe, Clare.

-Good luck with that one. -Yeah. (CHUCKLES MIRTHLESSLY)

-(GROANS) -Almost there.

Just breathe the baby out of your wah-wah.

What's a wah-wah?

Her wah-wah? Can't you say 'vagina', Michael?

You're almost there, Clare. Just breathe!

-Breathe. -(MOANS)

Pant, she needs to pant in this final stage.

-OK, pant. -(PANTS)

(PANTS)

-It prevents tearing. -(SHOUTS) I don't wanna know.

-I know too much already. -(SCREAMS)

One big push! OK, OK.

(BOTH GROAN)

Oh! Oh! Oh!

Oh, oh, oh.

(CRIES)

Oh, it's a beautiful boy.

Whoa!

-A beautiful baby boy. -(CRIES)

GAVIN: (OVER PHONE) Look, everything's alright.

Why don't you just pack up and call it a day?

STELLA: Well, everything's not alright, is it?

Otherwise we'd all be back in town by now.

You shouldn't frown, Dagostino.

You never know who might be falling in love with your smile.

-What? What is it? -Nothing.

Alright, I'll check it out.

Leon, they've stopped.

They've stopped at an Indian takeaway.

Standing by.

KERRY: What's this?

Oh, it's a little man project I've been working on.

What have you got here?

You've got columns, moods,

Nina, Kerry, Stella, Shannon.

-It's a menstrual chart. -Oh, right.

Nina's been charting her periods

and I thought it'd be a handy thing to have,

so now I chart everyone's.

Aha. (READS) "Shannon ate a whole bar of chocolate, August 5."

Mmm, for the good of the team.

Yeah. "Stella period pain admitted and confirmed, August 20."

For the good of the city.

"Kerry crushed all my Cheezels statues.

"Don't know if it's hormones or general disposition."

Sorry about that.

Leon, I don't know whether to laugh or hit you.

Oh, see, it depends on where you are.

'Cause if I had have told you that two weeks from now

you might not have reacted so favourably.

(LAUGHS MIRTHLESSLY)

-(BABY WHIMPERS) -Thank you so much, Michael.

You were amazing.

I'm just so glad you pulled up and chose me.

Today's changed my life.

There are some things in life you can't control -

fame, lust.

(DISCONNECTS CALL)

Hey, what did you hang up on him for?

He's in my house.

He's what?

That's a quote from a poster above my bed. He's got someone in my house.

-Josh, where are you guys? -Still on the stake-out.

-Alright, Leon, are you there? -Yo.

OK, we need to get the Fitzroy uniforms

around to Stella's place ASAP, OK?

-Possible intruder. -Done.

I'm ringing him.

Just keep your cool, OK, 'cause he wants a reaction.

-(DIALS PHONE) -(PHONE RINGS)

You hung up on me.

I'm sure that's not in your bible.

You've got someone in my apartment.

Do I?

I haven't done anything to you.

I need you to know what it feels like to have control taken away.

Well, you've made your point.

To feel unsafe in your own home.

To feel hunted.

I was trying to help you.

To know what it feels like

when your life is suddenly put in somebody else's hands.

Hold on to that.

(ENGINE SPUTTERS)

(ENGINE DIES)

Oh, bastard car!

-Petrol, mate. -I know.

Shit! Get out and push.

Get out and push.

-Have a guess. -What?

Their car's broken down.

This is bloody stupid.

-MICHAEL: (ON RADIO) Josh, you there?

What?

I had a boy.

A beautiful baby boy.

Congratulations.

Where are you?

Head towards the north end of Mason Street.

We're not going anywhere quick.

I'm tempted to go round there and help them.

Afternoon, ladies.

I'll take you off this negotiation, alright? You're too close.

Go round the back and relieve Dom.

I wanna call Alana first.

(RINGS)

(PHONE RINGS)

STELLA: (OVER PHONE) Al, it's me.

Call me as soon as you get this. It's urgent.

-(GASPS) -Shh, shh, shh.

(GROANS)

LAWSON: Looks like you're stuck with me now, Gavin.

Put Dagostino back on.

No, she won't be talking to you anymore.

-(DISCONNECTS CALL) -Shit.

(BRIAN GRUNTS)

-Move it along. -(GROANS)

-Thanks, mate. -(GROANS) Cheers, mate.

Thanks, mate.

(SOFTLY) Hey, guys.

I've just had the most incredible experience.

Blood is pumping through my veins.

I'm alive and you're alive and we're here together.

Isn't that amazing?

-Ah! -Piss off.

Hey, give us some money.

Mate, I spent it on the samosas.

How are we gonna pay for this?

Mate, we should have stopped for petrol on the way back from the job,

not on the way to the job.

(GROANS)

Don't...move.

(PHONE RINGS)

(GROANS AND SCREAMS)

Mate, go. Go! Go!

-Go! -(GUNSHOT)

-(SCREAMS) Shit! -Oh!

Leon, we've got shots fired. We're going in.

Shannon, you go in and take the right. Michael, you go the left.

-(GROANS AND SCREAMS) -Sorry, mate.

Police, stop! Down on the ground. Hey!

MICHAEL: Get out of the car! Get out! Get down on the floor!

Get on the ground. Get on the ground.

Hands behind your head.

Hands behind your head.

-Hands behind your back. -(GROANS)

-Are you alright? -He shot me in the bloody arse.

What do you think? (GROANS)

(WHEEZES)

My asthma. (WHEEZES)

Stay calm and try and stay still. I'll get you an ambulance.

I might die right here. (GASPS)

I think I am dying now I think about it.

I can feel it coming.

Leon, can we get an ambulance at Hoffman Park, Newport?

And possibly a counsellor.

When I sweat it triggers my eczema.

MICHAEL: (OVER RADIO) Josh, I did a prelim on the car.

-I'm really, really itchy. -Go ahead, Michael.

Two shotties, a handgun, bumbags, masks, ropes and a knife.

Got a car full of weapons, do ya?

(STAMMERS) It's not my car.

Get on the ground, facedown, hands behind your back.

(WHEEZES)

That's not my gun.

(SCREAMS)

For God's sake, pick up the bloody phone.

Alright, I'm still at the place you said.

The chick's starting to go crazy.

I've gotta get rid of her.

Oh, Jesus, not again.

(GROANS AND SOBS)

Stell, looks like he's heading out the back.

Can you see him?

No, I've got no sighting of him.

Hang on, I've got him.

Stop, police! Put the weapon down now.

Go, go. I'll cover the front.

Drop the weapon.

On the ground. Step away from the weapon.

Hands where I can see them.

GAVIN: It's my house! I'll burn it down if I wanna.

DOM: Stop right there, Gavin.

(MOANS AND SCREAMS)

(SCREAMS)

Leon, I need an ambulance here now.

(MOANS)

He could have killed him, Lawson.

-You weren't to know, Stell. -I had it covered.

Alana's still not answering.

Tried her parents?

Do you reckon he did it on purpose?

Do you reckon he wanted us to take him out?

No, probably just accidental. He just meant to torch the place.

Oh, he could have stayed held up in here for months.

-LEON: (OVER RADIO) Lawson. -Yeah, go ahead.

Uniforms have a Code 5 on Stella's place.

There's no sign of Alana, but the place has been trashed.

OK, thanks. Tell them to stay there until they hear from us.

(PHONE RINGS)

GAVIN: (ON ANSWERING MACHINE) Leave a message.

MAN: Hey, it's me. Are you there? Dad, are you there?

OK, I got the chick with me.

I wrecked the place, like you said.

I'm out of there now.

So what the hell do I do now?

(PRESSES BUTTON) Who is this?

Who are you? Put Gavin on.

No, he's not here. This is Lawson Blake of Tactical Response.

I wanna talk to Gavin.

No, well, you got me instead.

What have you done with him? Where is he?

First, who am I speaking with?

How about you start giving me some information?

Or I start busting the chick's fingers.

No, look, I'll cooperate with you once we know Alana's OK.

Can I speak with her?

I'm gonna call you back.

And when I do I want Gavin on the phone

or it's all five on her right hand,

one by one.

-Don't hurt me. -Shut it.

Please. (SOBS)

So you heard your place was trashed.

Looks like it's Gavin's son.

Stell, he's got Alana.

Right.

Thanks.

Lawson, Gavin does have a son - Malcolm Knight.

Yeah, yeah. How come that wasn't on his wit profile?

It hasn't been updated yet.

He only found out he had a son four months ago.

Alright, well, can I get a complete file of Malcolm

just so I know what he's capable of, thank you?

Onto it. (TYPES)

Are you alright for this?

(DIALS PHONE)

(PHONE RINGS)

This is Lawson Blake of Tactical Response.

It's up to you what happens now, mate.

(WHIMPERS)

Malcolm, you need to think long and hard

about the choices you have in front of you right now, OK?

(WHIMPERS)

Now, the longer you drag this out,

the worse it is for you and your father.

Now, we can end this before anyone gets hurt.

You need to tell me where you are.

I told you what I'd do if I didn't speak to Gavin.

You don't think I'm serious?

No, I know you're serious.

And I know you care about your father too much

to have him see you in jail for the rest of your life.

You don't know me. You don't know what I can do.

I know you can help your father if you let Alana go.

(SOBS)

(PHONE RINGS)

-Lawson Blake. -Now, you listen to me, cop.

Malcolm, Malcolm, I need to tell you something.

Your father has been taken to hospital in a serious condition, OK?

Now, he tried to set the house alight and was badly burned.

-You're lying. -No. No, I'm telling you the truth.

He was taken to Royal Melbourne about half an hour ago.

Now, Malcolm, Alana has nothing to do with this.

Do you understand?

Now, I don't wanna see her or your father

suffer any more than they have to.

Now, you tell me where you are

and I'll make arrangements for you to see him.

I give you that assurance.

Malcolm, it's up to you.

-Come here. -(WHIMPERS)

No! (GASPS)

Hey!

(STARTS ENGINE)

(SNIFFLES)

Are you alright, Michael?

Yeah.

I'm just really into living right now.

I'm into higher things than I was this morning.

You're a weirdo.

SHANNON: Do you want some water?

No. (SNIFFLES)

I just feel like calling my mum.

Leon, better get a surveillance team down at the hospital,

just in case this guy decides to visit Dad.

Hey.

-Are you OK? Yeah? -(SNIFFLES)

No, leave that.

Go home. Debrief tomorrow.

(SIGHS)

-Hey. -Your boy's still out there.

Yeah, we've got a K-LOFF out on his car, so it's just a matter of time.

Still, let's keep watch on Stella's house.

-Yeah, it's already done. -Oh. See ya.

I'm so sorry.

Yeah.

Al, don't.

I...

I'm completely in love with you, Stell...

..but I can't do this.

You're wrong.

What's wrong?

-Your chart. -What chart?

Oh, Leon's drawn up this menstrual chart.

Yuck!

Yeah, it marks our moods, admissions of bleeding

and particular eating habits.

Well, at least we have a perfectly good reason for our nutty behaviour.

-What's yours? -Anyway, it's wrong.

I'm never wrong.

Well, I got mine right now.

-Well, I'll adjust it immediately. -OK.

Well, that puts everything... See? Back then. Two weeks.

Yeah, I understand.

And I know for certain that Stella didn't...

-No. -OK. Good luck.

I've loved every minute that we've spent together

but I can't do this.

I knew you were a cop. I didn't think it'd make a difference.

Hey, it won't be like this.

It's never been like this before. I was unlucky.

But it can be. And it might be.

OK, I'll leave. I'll get another job.

Don't be ridiculous. You're good at what you do.

(MOBILE PHONE BEEPS)

It's my mum.

I asked her to pick me up.

Al, don't leave me alone in this.

I just need time, Stell.

Give me that.

'Night.

'Night.

(SNIFFLES)

(KNOCK ON DOOR)

Alana?

MAN: Not Alana.

Yeah, right.

Come on. I'll get you out of here.

Come on!

How's your day?

Um...I had a baby.

Oh, right.

A baby boy.

Look like you, does he?

A bit.

-How much? -$19, mate.

-Keep the change. -Cheers.

-Hey. -Hey.

(EXCLAIMS HAPPILY)

-Arr, me hearty! -Arr!

(GROANS)

Ooh.

Mmm.

So...I've been thinking.

Why start now?

If we hit 35 and we still haven't hooked up...

..we should have a baby.

(LAUGHS HYSTERICALLY)

We're a good team, Stell.

Alright, OK. You're on.

Really?

Mm-hm. Really.

-You don't want to think about it? -Nah. You'd make a great dad.

Oh, no.

Are you...crying?

It's been happening to me all day. I don't know what's going on.

I'm just so happy right now.

Do you want a hug?

No, I don't want a hug. Cow.