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(SOMBRE CLASSICAL MUSIC)

(DOORBELL RINGS)

(BUZZES OPEN)

NURSE: Right this way, sir.

(BACKGROUND CHATTER)

Hi, Johnny.

I brought you a little mate.

Who's this little fella?

(WOMAN WAILING)

WOMAN: Bad apple.

Can I take him home?

Bastards won't let me go home.

(WOMAN WAILING)

I want you to take me home.

How's your mum?

Still threatening to stick her head in the oven?

Probably.

We're in our passive aggressive, not speaking part of the cycle.

It comes right before I grovel.

(KNOCK ON DOOR)

Merry Christmas.

Gerry.

How are you, mate?

We right for coffees?

Detoxing.

Good for you.

Now the wife has made cheese balls.

Five different kinds of cheese.

I don't want a cheese ball, Gerry.

Everyone wants a cheese ball.

I want to go back to work.

Oh, OK. Talk to me.

Kate's frustrated.

She wants to get back to her patients.

She gives a shit, God bless her.

It's not a slap on the wrist. Isn't it?

No. It's a suggestion.

Spend time with the kids.

What if I could get her husband on-side?

That ship's sailed. He's got a solicitor.

This woman was late-stage MND.

I mean, did she even have the arm strength to do this?

I mean, is anyone asking that question?

And how about the husband? Where was he at the time of death?

(LOUD MUSIC PLAYING)

No. No. I need the blue gel for 'Winter Wonderland'.

Henry?

Blue?

Copy that.

Every year.

Same songs,

same regional Eisteddfod choreography.

I mean one might think...

I'm not talking Broadway but off,

for about half a minute.

And then Sydney,

the original cast of 'Hair'.

Well, go on then. Show them how it's done.

Couldn't bear it.

Santa's little helpers,

I want a shuffle step-ball-change in from the left.

Mary!

Eyes on Iris.

Oh, bugger it.

Dawn?

Question!

Yes?

We're a day away from curtain up

if you haven't noticed.

I want a slot.

We do. Edie and I.

A slot?

No. Sign us up.

I'm not doing it.

You will.

This one has got all the Christmas classics.

We've got Elvis, Mariah, what's she done to herself?

What has she done to herself? Oh, look. A text.

My daughter's version of apology.

With emoji or without?

You raise them, do everything for them,

and in the end

your daughters always love their fathers best.

Back-up vocals. On your feet.

I'm sure you have a voice?

Soaring church hymns?

George would disagree. Booted me out of his own choir.

This husband of yours, I'm getting a picture.

Any chance was he a cunt?

You probably would've fancied him.

Unlikely.

A lot of women did.

Bugger off.

Edie?

You're not a shrinking violet. You're just not.

I say, fuck your husband.

Fuck choirs. Fuck, I don't know...

Christmas.

Oh god, yes. Fuck Christmas. Fuck Christmas the most.

Come on. Come on, have a go.

Let's have a try.

I'm not promising anything.

Alright, you don't have to.

Shoo-shoo, keep going, it's good.

Stop it.

♪ When we finally kiss goodnight

♪ How I'll hate going out in a storm

♪ But if you really hold me tight

♪ All the way home I'll be warm

♪ Oh the fire is slowly dying

♪ And my dear we're still goodbying

♪ But as long as you love me so

♪ Let it snow... ♪

Heads down.

♪ ..Let it snow

♪ Let it snow. ♪

Competitor's ready...

(CHEERING AND APPLAUSE)

Can you guys be quick? Seph really wants us to watch.

Hey. Hey.

Nice burqa.

(APPLAUDING)

Come on, Seph!

Come on! Dig deep!

Kathy, you're screeching.

Push, Seph! Puuuuuush!

Josh, hi, I'm so glad we can talk.

Of course, yeah, yeah.

When were you thinking?

Yeah... Check the airways.

It's not a successful rescue if your buddy isn't breathing.

Come on.

Come on, Persephone.

Pound his chest!

Pound it.

That's right.

Quickly.

Yes!

Stop, stop, stop!

Oberon!

(LAUGHING)

Oberon.

We're leaving.

Staying at Jasper's.

Can I stay with Nanna today?

No, you're not! Oberon!

I'm going to show Art my medal.

I think it will lift their spirits.

That would actually be helpful. Nanna, do you mind?

I thought I was toxic? Unfit to be around children?

I'm going to Art's.

There's some sort of show on tonight at the...

..what they call a restaurant.

Would you like us to come?

Oh, no. No.

Just Pamela, who you met at the...?

At the hospital, yeah.

She's asked me to sing something with her.

What, in public?

I think it's quite a big deal for her.

Bit sad really.

Yeah, we'd love to come.

I knew it would just take some time.

You know, for you to settle in.

Make some friends.

Well, that was exceedingly clever of you

because actually I've never been more miserable.

Right. Never in my entire life.

Art wants you to look at one of his moles.

I have to get to an appointment.

It's changed shape.

So, not a mole then? No. Sorry.

Not a huge shock.

I've been at the precipice of eccentric for a while.

What did your specialist say?

A lot.

Vascular dementia,

I didn't know there were different types.

It's good to take someone along with you if you can

to those appointments.

It's early days,

there's going to be a lot of decisions...

Early days, yeah,

that's what he said.

It's a double-edged sword isn't it?

Anyway, kind of you to look. If you can keep it under your hat?

Of course. And if you need another referral?

Now, this Magpie.

Beak's giving me trouble.

What are your thoughts Persephone on how to proceed?

I don't want to be too much.

Since when?

Thoughts? Feedback?

You need no compliment.

I don't think you are fully appreciating

that this is a seminal outfit.

Semen...

Semen-filled outfit, yes.

Because I told Mark

that tonight this sweet, young boy becomes a man.

(MUSIC PLAYING IN THE BACKGROUND)

It's a Christmas miracle.

Interesting life choice.

I think I love him Bae.

Bae?

OTP?

No, actually for real.

Like I need to either shit or puke all the time,

just thinking about him.

So?

It looks good.

My friend Kate.

She is not terminal.

Just visiting. Hi.

Does anybody else feel like having a bit of a share?

I just wanna say I'm really grateful. I...

I never realised how much you grieve your own death.

Having you here makes me feel like I'm not alone in it.

So cheers.

Colin.

Liver, metastatic.

I'm not grateful today. I do feel like a burden.

I guess I've been thinking of a lot about ways for it to be over.

My neighbour's got a nail gun in his shed if you're desperate?

A bit messy.

I won't be around to clean it up.

So what did you think?

Yeah.

I've worked in end-of-life a long time.

On your terms.

A lot of people need help. And they can't get it in a hospital.

Can we go outside? I just have a bit of a church aversion thing.

Fair enough.

Uh, this heat. Yeah, it's horrible.

Can I just...

I know you must be thinking a settlement will somehow...

I mean, it's not gonna make it hurt less. Nothing's going to.

I don't want money.

I want you to say you were wrong.

I was wrong.

I should've kept a better watch.

I should have sent a psychologist down there.

No. Not for that. Look. I want the Nembutal back.

What? Why?

Because it's expensive

and it's a shit-fight to get through customs.

And there are people here who need it.

No. I mean I got rid of it.

I don't have it.

Maybe I've got a doctor aversion thing.

Shit.

Were you famous?

Never even remotely.

My aunty Charlotte's a dancer

but we're not allowed to talk about her.

I look ridiculous.

Nanna. You're a butterfly.

No. She's glow-worm. Watch her glow.

I just feel like there's so many more rights to diers

and legislations...

They're never gonna vote it in. Not up here in Cowboy country...

Yeah, but if it was law, would you?

No and I don't it in my hospital either.

Remind me why.

Man, this Beth Carlisle thing has really got to your head,

hasn't it?

Look. She hung herself. She was nutty.

Alright...

The slippery slope.

Family coercion. The disabled.

The 24-year-old depressed girl from Belgium,

who was granted the right to die.

Unbearable, uncontrollable suffering is only 4% of patients anyway

and the debate drains resources from Pal Care,

which we need desperately.

Oh god, I have got the worst headache.

No. Have you got anything?

I just need to get out of my head.

Please.

Please, it's like barbwire in there.

Please.

Remember the time you called me Daddy?

No!

No.

Please, Daddy.

Say it.

I'm not gonna...

Say it.

(SINGING CHRISTMAS CAROLS)

Ho-ho-ho.

I didn't get your music. Oh.

Right here.

Well, I hope, because there is a standard...

And because it was so successful last year.

Oh, we were planning on river dancing naked

are you saying that's not appropriate?

It's entirely appropriate in my book.

Bring it on.

Hello?

It's me! Art?

♪ I watch the work of my kin bold and boyful

♪ Toying somewhere between love and abuse

♪ Calling to join them the wretched and joyful

♪ Shaking the wings of their terrible youths

♪ Freshly dissolved in some frozen devotion

♪ No more alone or myself could I be

♪ Looks like a strain to the arms it were open... ♪

(GROANING)

You OK? Does it hurt?

♪ ..no protest from me

♪ With her sweetened breath and her tongue so mean... ♪

Yeah, you wanted that, don't you? Yeah.

Where am I going? Back or breasts? Oh, don't say breasts.

(LOUD, JOVIAL MUSIC PLAYS)

Where's Kate?

Typical.

(CHEERING)

(SINGING 'OH COME ALL YE FAITHFUL')

Mummy.

The baby.

Mum.

Shhh.

Doctor.

(SINGING 'OH COME ALL YE FAITHFUL')

Mum!

Sorry. Work.

I haven't missed you, have I?

We're up now.

(APPLAUDING)

Come on, you can't be scared off by this crowd?

Go on, Mum.

I don't want to.

Mum?

Don't bully me. You're always bullying me.

Just leave me alone.

♪ Santa Claus got stuck in my chimney

♪ Stuck in my chimney stuck in my chimney

♪ Santa Claus got stuck in my chimney

♪ When he came last year

♪ Santa Claus got stuck in my chimney

♪ Stuck in my chimney

♪ Santa please come back to my chimney

♪ You can come back here... ♪

You missed most of it. No wonder Nanna got upset.

Mum?

Mum? Why's your hair wet?

I had a shower.

Why?

I was hot.

I want to visit Daddy tomorrow.

We haven't booked a visit.

He's all alone and he's missing us.

Owwwwwwww!

Stop being a little bitch.

Oberon.

Stop. Fuck off.

Piss off!

Janice, come in.

I didn't mean to disturb you, how are you?

Hello.

You're making a break for it?

Trying.

And you?

Hm-hm.

Does it strike you that dying takes too long these days?

Money.

That's what it's all about.

Hospitals and their shareholders.

Places like this.

Do you know how much they make

every time one of us gets shunted off to hospice?

They keep us alive forever.

Dribbling, incontinent.

In there, we're cash cows.

I'm sorry. I think you should go back inside.

Possibly.

The thing is, I've loved my life.

I've such little interest in forgetting it.

Then you're lucky.

I didn't mean to ruin it.

You didn't, I was spectacular.

Oh Edie, stop being so fucking English.

Do you want a drink?

Yes, I do.

There we are.

Bye-bye Baby Jesus.

Hey.

JOSH: Kate, I've done something, I need your help.

Honey, I've got to drop into work.

Do you want to get Jasper over?

Night Kate.

I didn't think you'd come.

I don't know if it wasn't enough? Or if the batch was bad?

Where did you get it from, the Nembutal?

The internet.

How long ago did you give it to him?

Show it to me.

I did everything they said you're meant to do.

Can you help him?

Please.

♪ On her way to work one morning

♪ Down the path along side the lake

♪ A tender hearted woman

♪ Found a poor half-frozen snake

♪ His pretty coloured skin had been all frosted with the dew

♪ Poor thing she cried

♪ I'll take you in and I'll take care of you

♪ Take me in tender woman

♪ Take me in for heaven's sake

♪ Take me in tender woman sighed the snake

♪ She wrapped him up all cosy in a comforter of silk

♪ And laid him by the fireside with some honey and some milk

♪ She hurried home from work that night

♪ And as soon as she arrived

♪ She found that pretty snake she'd taken in had been revived. ♪

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