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NARRATOR: Previously on The Heights...

I'm going back to England.

But people need you here.

I want to feel like I'm part of your life.

- You are. - And I mean it, Ryan.

Do you wanna come get a drink after work tonight, or...

- I thought you and Mich might... - A, we're maties,

and B, I no longer believe in love, Mother.

- So you... You don't... - You think I...

- You're not, uh... - No!

Do you like me?

Does that answer your question?

If you don't get this pub sold so we can start our life together,

don't bother coming back.

Seb!

Sell the pub or you'll never see Patch again.

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(ROCK MUSIC PLAYS)

SHANNON: You were just gonna sit there and watch Mum raise him.

You were a good guy, Pav,

so I gave you a get-out-of-jail-free card.

(CRIES) I was gonna put him up for adoption

and then he'd never have to be the son of a tower junkie

and a broken ex-cop. (CRIES)

I guess there is no escape from this place.

PAV: What do you mean?

Patch!

Of course he's your son.

Dad.

- Mich. - Is it true?

Is it?

You're seriously asking me that, Pav?

Mich. Mich.

Come back inside so we can talk.

Mich!

Mich.

- Oh, hey. - Hang on a second, will you?

Prawn cracker, anyone?

- Hang on a second, will you?! - Is everything okay, Pav?

Yeah. Yeah. I just, uh...

I just need to talk to him.

Okay, should I wait inside?

Uh... Actually, um...

I don't think I can do tonight.

I'm sorry. Just Mich is...

Mm. Teenage Armageddon. Say no more.

- I'm so sorry. - No, it's fine.

I've got to work in the morning, anyway.

Thanks.

I'll call you.

(PATCH CRIES)

(SHANNON CRIES)

(PATCH SCREAMS)

(PATCH GRIZZLES)

Oh!

Nearly lost an arm.

It's okay. I'm, uh... I'm going up.

Oh.

Okay.

Of course I'm freaking out.

The last assignment I handed in was in high school.

Ah, relax.

Most people at unis have

absolutely no idea what they're doing.

You'll be great, because you're just...

You just kind of are a little bit, um... great.

Thanks. (CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

(KNOCKING AT DOOR)

(CHUCKLES)

- Sorry. - (KNOCKING AT DOOR)

- Hey. - Hey, sorry. Uh... Can I come in?

Yeah. I thought you'd be halfway to Port Henry by now.

I need you to watch Patch.

- Um... okay. How long for? - Uh... I dunno.

Hi.

Hi. Uh... Nice gloves.

- Hey, are you okay? - Yeah. Yeah.

I... I, um... I just need to go out for a bit.

- Oh, yeah. Where? - Just out.

- Well, what... - Just watch him, will you?

Um...

His, uh... nappies and a bottle in the bag.

- Uh... What was that? - I don't know.

- Here, can you take him? - Yeah.

Yep. Thanks.

Shannon? Come back upstairs.

Hey! Don't do this.

Hey! Hey!

Hey, where's Hazel? Talk to me, Shannon.

Hey! Hey, no, no, no, no.

Hold on. Wait. No, no, no, no, no!

That's all the gifts sorted.

I got Gran a coin purse made from a kangaroo scrotum...

... but I haven't got the balls to give it to her.

Earth to Ryan! I'm being hilarious over here.

Sorry.

I'm trying to send money to my UK account with this stupid app.

Give it here?

(PHONE CHIMES)

I...

Hey, Ana. What's up?

(DOOR OPENS)

What are you doing here, dum-dum?

What?

(SIGHS)

Stop being a weirdo, you weirdo.

PAV: Mich, are you here?

Hey! I didn't know you were coming over.

Why don't you come home, mate?

We need to have a talk.

About what?

I'm not going back with you.

- Listen... - Piss off!

- Hey! - What?

- I'm not going back with him. - I can explain.

Explain what?

Tell them.

Or I will.

Keep the change.

Was she here?

Just missed her.

So she scored?

Yeah.

I've seen her worked up like this before

and it's only meant one thing.

What the hell happened?

I don't know, she wouldn't say. She...

(SIGHS)

(SIGHS)

(CRIES)

(TYRES SCREECH)

(LOUD SMASH)

So that means Patch is my little brother?

Sort of.

So could I babysit and you pay me?

(CHUCKLES) I don't think we're at that point yet, sweetie.

I think that's enough questions for tonight, darling.

Go brush your teeth and get ready for bed, please.

- But... - No buts.

- We'll talk more tomorrow. - Fine.

Where's my cuddle?

(TV CHATTER)

- Goodnight, Kitty Kat. - Goodnight, Dad.

You want to ask anything?

No.

He's angry and I don't blame him.

I didn't know.

You know how babies are made, right?

I swear, I had no idea.

(DOOR OPENS)

Hey.

(SIGHS)

Stupid bloody girl.

I should probably, uh... go.

Yep. Um... I'll see you out.

Weird date.

- Yeah. - Mm.

It's probably not one I'm gonna forget anytime soon.

(PHONE RINGS)

You should get that.

- I'm sorry. - No, no, I'll go now. Yeah.

I'll see ya.

- Good luck. - Thanks.

Hello. Ana speaking.

I've tried everything with her.

I gave her chance after chance and would you look

- at what she's pulled now. - How is this helping?

Shannon's been in a car accident.

- Is she okay? - The hospital said

she has some minor injuries but she'll be okay.

She's in the Emergency Department waiting to be seen.

- I'll look after Patch. - No need.

- I'm not going to the hospital. - What?

It's late. I'm taking Patch home.

The kid's been through more than enough for one day.

Shannon's been in a car accident and you're just going home?

She's made her bed. She can lie in it.

_

- Morning. - Hi.

What have I got?

Minor car prang in Room 18 in Bay 2.

Last night was mayhem.

They've only just come through.

Okay, cool. Thanks.

POLICE OFFICER: You understand the situation here?

Okay, well, when you're given the all-clear,

you'll be taken to a station and formally charged.

Sorry, Doc, should I leave?

Uh... No, it's fine.

I'm still waiting on CT-scan results.

I'll be back.

Finally. We've been here for hours.

Sorry. Rush hour.

- You were in a car collision? - Yeah.

She's useless in a manual.

She was futzing with the gearstick

and ran straight up the back of someone.

You were driving?

Uh... Yeah. But I'm fine.

Front of my car isn't, though.

I had a few at the bar and I let her drive home.

He hurt his wrist.

Yeah, Okay. We'll, uh...

We'll send you down to radiology and see what we're dealing with.

How long will that take?

You know what these junkies are like.

Doc?

Yeah, no problem. Yeah.

It'll take as long as it takes.

Should I try and talk to him?

Uh... No. Give him space.

Now that Dad's moved back to his place,

Mich can have his old room back.

Well, that all worked out, didn't it?

Sorry if I'm not exactly a river of empathy,

but right now, all I'm worried about is my kids.

Our kids. And of course I'm worried.

That's it.

Okay. Meet you at the car.

(SIGHS)

He's spent his entire life

thinking his biological father didn't give a damn.

But that was okay, because he always had you.

It's just one mistake.

He put you up on a pedestal,

and now you've done the exact same thing his father did.

I'm his father.

Grab that box, and try not to get it pregnant.

How much do you think babysitters make?

I don't know.

Not much.

You're better off opening Christmas presents on YouTube.

KAM: Come on, Sully, give me the ball.

HAZEL: You know she tried to blackmail me.

Said she'd never let me see Patch again.

Maybe it was just in the heat of the moment.

My grandson.

I'm not letting her anywhere near him.

I'm not making that mistake twice.

Excuse me, I just wanted to say I'm a really good babysitter.

Thanks, bub. But we're right for now.

But I could give you a good price.

Like a big-sister discount.

What's that?

It's okay. Dad told me he's Patch's dad too.

Kat, go wait in the car.

- But the... - Kat, come on.

What kind of a coward

sits back watching us struggle?

- Listen... - Cash collections...

- Hazel... - ... and toy donations!

You weren't being a good bloke, it was guilt!

- Hazel... - Filling up the fridge

with bloody food!

- Dad! - (CRIES)

- Come on. - (CRIES)

- Go wait in the car. Wait in the car. - I'll be there in a minute.

She's half your bloody age!

Your CT was clear.

I just want to check for any sensitivity.

- Any pain? - No.

(SIGHS)

Rough night.

Could say that.

You, um... You seemed pretty upset

when I saw you, at the towers.

(SIGHS)

I was there visiting a friend of mine.

Yeah?

Pav. You know him, right?

Yeah. I know Pav.

I know he sells a bit of...

(SCOFFS)

I wasn't arrested because of weed.

I'm being charged with possession of heroin.

POLICE OFFICER: Am I clear to take her?

Uh... Look, you're all good, but if you experience

any sudden pain or numbness in your fingers,

go to a doctor.

She's clear for discharge. I'll get you the paperwork.

Thanks.

PAV: (VOICEMAIL) You've called Pav. Leave a message.

Pav, I really need to talk to you. Can you please call me back?

(SIGHS)

Hi.

Hey.

Your boyfriend's results are back

so you should be out of here pretty soon.

Okay, cool. Thanks.

Argh.

You okay?

Um... Yeah. Um... Just a bit stiff.

From the accident?

It's nothing, really.

Let's pop in and I'll take a look.

Are you sure this is the only thing that would cheer you up?

Yes! RuPaul's Drag Race is the greatest show on earth.

Now, hold still!

Does Mrs Murphy hate our family?

No.

Just Dad.

No-one else.

I didn't mean for Dad to get punched.

I didn't know it was a secret.

None of this is your fault.

Alright?

Dad got punched for what he did, not what you did.

I think it's cool Patch is our little brother.

And that's cool.

And no matter what happens,

Mum and me and Dad love you very, very much.

- You're such a loser. - I know.

Now what?

Now I teach you how to sissy that walk.

RYAN: When's the hearing?

It says eight weeks, but it'll probably be delayed.

- Where's Mum? - Where do think?

Typical.

She's watching Patch.

You should have heard some of the crap she was saying about Seb.

Yeah? Where is he now?

Are you gonna get another flight?

- I don't know. - What does that mean?

I mean I'm not sure it's a great time for me to leave.

Well, I'm gonna go get Patch.

- I don't think that's a good idea. - I'm his mother.

- He's fine where he is. - What, you think I'm just gonna...

Shannon, I think you've done more than enough for one day.

You sleep with someone's wife?

No.

You owe someone money?

- No. - Fight clubs?

Oh, bloody hell.

Whose wife did you sleep with?

That's what I said.

I didn't sleep with anyone's wife.

I, uh... tripped and banged it on the table.

Right.

Well, anyway, I've actually just come from your place.

- My place? - Yeah, your car was in a collision.

Shannon Murphy was driving it. She said you lent it to her.

- Shannon? Is she alright? - Yeah, she's fine.

A little bit of whiplash, but ED's already released her.

ED?

Looking for Dr Russo. Is she around?

Pav?

Hey.

- God, what happened to you? - Oh, uh...

It's nothing.

Well, it's clearly not nothing. You're bruised. What's going on?

Uh... Look, I wanted to explain about last night.

Is this about Shannon Murphy?

I saw her on your floor last night crying

and then she was in here this morning.

Yeah. Yeah. The accident. I heard.

She was arrested with heroin.

What?

Look, I know about the weed and whatever, but if this is...

No, no, no, hang on. No, no, I don't sell that stuff.

Well, then what the hell's going on?

(SIGHS)

Pav.

Ohh.

(SIGHS HEAVILY)

It's about Shannon's baby.

Patch?

I'm the father.

What?

Shannon and I have known each other for years

and occasionally we'd hang out and, um...

I've only just found out myself.

When we met outside the school,

you asked about the baby and about Shannon, did you know then?

- The thing is, I couldn't be sure... - No, don't lie. Did you know?

I knew there might have been a chance.

But then Shannon took off,

so I had no way of knowing for sure.

What was I supposed to do?

- (KNOCKING) - NURSE NIKKI: Dr Russo?

Radiologist is on the phone.

Sure, I'll be right there.

- Look, I wanna talk. About us. - What is there to talk about?

- What does that mean? - It means I've got to get back to work

and you've got bigger things to think about right now.

(SIGHS)

Sorry for the wait.

The radiologist just called. You've cracked a rib.

Unfortunately there isn't very much treatment for it except rest.

- Jamie, did you at any... - BOYFRIEND: Hey, babe.

Um... Sorry.

Uh... How much longer are you gonna be?

Um...

Not too long.

It's just Mike's here to pick us up.

- Okay. - And he's in a bit of a hurry.

Um... Maybe I'll shoot off with him now,

and I'll leave you some cash for a cab.

Sure.

See you at home, yeah?

He's not that bad.

Did the airbags go off in the car?

Yeah.

From the steering wheel and the doors?

It's the force of the airbag in the door that's broken your rib.

The thing is, it's broken a rib on your left side.

Nathan was driving, wasn't he?

And you lied for him.

Are you gonna tell the police?

No.

You are.

And that way you might avoid a charge.

(INHALES SHARPLY)

(SIGHS)

Here.

This is for the pain.

You don't just have to put up with their crap.

You can aim a little higher.

- Relax, I'm leaving. - Are you okay?

I'm fine. Sorry about the car.

You should have said something, you know?

(SCOFFS)

Look I know things got confused between us,

but you could have talked to me.

- Would it have made a difference? - Of course.

- If... If I'd only known. - Yeah, right.

Face it, Pav, you stuck your head in the sand.

You knew stepping up would have ruined your hero status around here.

Me step up? That's rich.

Don't forget, you left your baby

in a garden and ran off without a word. Yeah, off you go.

Leave everyone else here to clean up your mess again.

SABINE: OMG, if this thing were any more emo,

I'd need eyeliner and black nail polish.

Kam told me about what happened at the towers.

Why didn't you tell me?

I don't know.

You wanna talk about it or bro it up?

"Bro it up"?

You know, we sit in silence and you repress everything.

I reckon we can bro it up for now.

I'll allow it.

For now.

But even though you don't want to talk,

you've still gotta process it,

and I think something like this

calls for some obnoxious teenage rebellion.

Look, no offence, but I don't think

I'm gonna art-installation my way through this one.

Shut up, that's not what I meant.

So what then?

Option one, we go buy a pack of ciggies

and smoke like our youthful lungs are immune to cancer.

I don't think that'd be good for footy.

Good point.

Option two, I go steal a bottle of Mum's booze.

Binge drinking, Teenage Rebellion 101.

I just don't think I'm in the mood.

Fair enough.

Look, I appreciate this, I really do, but...

I'm fine.

I have an idea.

What?

Come on, this is the one. I can feel it!

- Oh, bro, where are we going now? - You'll see!

(TRAIN HORN BLOWS)

(TV CHATTER)

(KNOCK AT DOOR)

SHANNON: Mum... it's me. Can I come in?

About last night...

I had the stuff in my hands,

but I'd already decided not to take it

when that car hit me.

I know how that sounds and I don't expect you to believe me.

But I don't want to go back to being that person.

I wanna show you I can be different.

You were right about Seb.

He's not answering my calls.

I'm... I'm sorry...

I'm sorry for trying to take Patch.

I'm sorry for trying to make you sell the pub.

I'm sorry for running off in the first place.

I want...

I wanna stop running.

I wanna be here for Patch.

With you.

Please, Mum.

You stay and it's under my rules.

My priority is that baby.

And you even come close

to pulling the crap you pulled last night,

and you are out on your backside.

Understood?

I'm not mucking around.

You step one foot out of line...

I won't.

I promise.

Close the door, will ya? You're letting the draft in.

What are we doing?

You're upset, right?

I'm not upset, I'm pissed off.

Yeah, yeah, boy talk for upset.

Now what?

Now...

Now this.

(LOUD SMASH)

Really?

Come on, try it!

It's mindless angsty teenage destruction.

It's surprisingly therapeutic.

(SMASH!)

Boo. Pathetic. Come on, put your back into it.

Come on! You can do it!

- (LOUD SMASH) - Yeah!

Yes! You can do it!

He can do it! We can do it!

Yes!

Whoa! Good! Good!

Yes!

Come on!

(SINGSONG) Come on, come on!

Ye-ah!

Argh!

MAN: Oi!

(GASPS)

(BOTH PANT)

See? Feel better?

I guess mindless teenage angsty destruction has its benefits.

Yeah, dude. Sometimes you've just gotta wreck stuff.

Come on. We should get home.

I should go.

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Just to be clear, this is weird, right?

Yeah. It's weird.

- Do you think he likes you? - Maybe.

Hi, Shannon, Hazel.

- I'll pay you back. - It's not a good idea.

I just wanted to do something on my own.

That's not how it works with us.

Alright? We do what we gotta do and we take what we can get.

Renee. Iris.

Are you really gonna be this stubborn?

Take your fake hero act somewhere else.

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