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- Every couple in this room

[upbeat music] is happy on some level

because they own houses.

- Five of you could chip in, buy a house together

and you'd have more buying power

than a married couple times two.

- Going three times.

Sold!

[cheering]

- Melanie.

- Where is my husband?

- Your wife's upstairs.

- I've been in love with you the entire time.

- You never said anything.

- You can't make him move out.

- I've already got a replacement.

- Who?

- Me.

[dog whining]

- Hey, Bruce.

Hey, Bruce.

It's okay, it's okay.

[dog continues whining]

[narrating] No one really believed I was moving out.

Except Bruce, and I hadn't even told him.

This is not your fault.

Didn't need to.

You're a good boy.

He was smart enough to see the signs.

- Love, what time is it?

- It's 8:45, Col.

- Can you talk to the dog outside?

You know how hard it is for me to get back to sleep.

- Ains is gonna be here in half an hour.

If you don't get up now, you're gonna miss me.

[Colin snoring]

[narrating] Unlike the rest of the family.

- I just don't understand.

- But we've established that.

I had hoped this conversation

would have played out with us in opposite roles.

Oi.

I thought maybe when you turned 20, 21, 23 even,

you'd wanna spread your wings.

Clearly not, so I'm gonna do it for you.

I'm leaving.

[dog whining]

- You moving in with Ainsley?

- No offense, mom, but is Ainsley as into that as you are?

- This is about the snoring.

- It's not the snoring, Col.

It's the disintegration of my identity and my will to live.

- Just roll me over onto my side.

- This is the loan approval.

I need you to sign both bits with post-its.

- No.

- No is not an option.

- I'm not signing anything without my lawyer.

- You don't have a lawyer.

- .

- He's an accountant.

[dog whining] - [whispering] Come on,

come on, come on.

- We invited you into our family, into our home.

- I did pay rent, Colin.

- And this is how you thank us.

- I'm sorry.

- Why are you apologizing to him?

- Apology accepted.

You know this won't last.

You'll be back in time for breakfast.

You don't like people, Heather!

- We're both scared, we're both in free fall.

I'm feeling a bit nauseated too

but that's just what happens

when you make the right decision for your life.

- That sounds like bullshit.

- Hey, just you're gonna be living

with these people so a bit of a smile wouldn't hurt.

- Ladies, welcome home. ♪ She cries your name.

[chuckles] Sorry, sorry.

♪ Three times again.

- What the fuck have I done?

- You know what'll cheer you up?

- Yes.

One Valium.

- No.

We're having a few of the neighbors around

for a housewarming tonight.

- What?

Why would you do that?

- Apparently there's a bit of curiosity

building up about us.

It might do you some good to chat

with some new people. - Why would I meet anyone

tonight?

I don't even wanna talk to you.

- You won't have to lift a finger.

I'm organizing it.

Harry's mom is gonna do [phone ringing]

the food.

All you have to do is pop on an elasticated pan.

If that's Colin, you don't have to answer it.

- I'm not picking up next time so this better be good.

What?

No.

Yeah.

Yep. [sighs]

Bruce has run away.

- Hey there, stop.

Stop.

Okay, just remember all those times

when you tried to leave.

And you'd come and you'd stay in the granny flat with me.

And every time,

you'd swear on the boys lives that you wouldn't leave.

And every morning, I'd wake up and you'd be gone.

- I need to know Bruce is okay.

- Bruce is a smart dog.

He can take care of himself.

He's probably just around the corner

dry-humping the Shih Tzu.

- He loves that Shih Tzu.

- Yeah. [laughs]

You can do this.

Just make it through the night.

Okay.

There is a chance that Heather will try to leave.

There may be tears, possibly some low-grade violence.

If she does try to make a break for it,

she usually responds to certain triggers.

- What do you mean, triggers?

- Oh, just mention something like Colin snoring

or, "You'll be 50 soon," I find is quite effective.

Okay, so Ben, you good to hand out the invites with me?

- Yup.

- And Harry, are you sure your mom's okay to do the food?

We'll reimburse her for all the shopping, of course.

- No, no.

Please, just let her leave with a quiet understanding

of a debt that can never be repaid.

- Hey, is it all right if Iinvite a couple of footy mates?

- Yeah, of course.

Liz, I'm assuming you don't want to invite anyone.

- We'll be lucky if Liz is here herself.

- It's just an insane time at work.

I think an all-nighter might be on the cards.

- What, are you embarrassed by us?

- No, no.

As I mentioned, I'm not much of a socializer.

If I get home by 10:00 or 11:00,

I might catch the tail end of it.

- You're not gonna, are you?

- Probably not, no.

[dogs barking]

- Hey, any chance you'd fancy a bit of a set-up tonight?

- Set up, as in?

- It's just a mate of mine, Semo.

He's coming on his own because...

Well, he's single and he's very keen to meet you.

- What? Why?

- I showed him your photo.

- Right, well, [stutters] thank you for thinking of me

but I'm not really in that place yet.

We just moved into number 61

and we wanted to invite you to our casual drinks,

house-warming thing this evening if you're interested.

I'm Ainsley, this is Ben.

- Val.

- Sorry it's such late notice.

We just thought it'd be good

to introduce ourselves to the street.

Do you do many social gatherings amongst the neighbors?

- Unfortunately, yes.

And as a general rule, I try and avoid them.

- Ah, sorry.

- Are you married?

- No.

It's just a group of friends, a little collective.

- Oh, is this a religious thing?

- No.

- Don't know. It's-- - What?

- Well, [both stutter] I'm not sure

where the others stand on it.

- I don't think anyone's particularly devout.

- How do you know I'm not?

- Are you?

- Nah. [laughs]

[Ainsley laughs awkwardly]

- Is it BYO?

- No, we're doing drinks and nibbles.

- Hmm.

All right.

I'll be here.

- Residents of number 61?

- Yeah, five of us.

So it's just some drinks and nibbles to say hi.

- Are you all related or?

- No, just friends.

Yeah, or friends of friends.

- It's just a gang.

Pitched in together, you know?

Five singles, ready to mingle. [laughs]

- Just in terms of how we describe ourselves,

maybe don't say, "Single and ready to mingle."

Because I'm pretty sure

he thinks he's just been invited to a sex party.

- Yeah, roger that.

How should we describe ourselves then?

- Co-investors?

- That's right.

Co-investors and also residential partners.

Not partners. [laughs awkwardly]

More of an alliance, a residential alliance if you will.

- How else do you get into the market these days?

Good on ya.

Buck the system, that's what I say.

- Exactly. - That's it.

- Yeah, used to be all the rage in the '70s.

Still is in Utah, I believe.

And why not?

I mean, you're only young once, aren't you?

- No, it's not a romantic arrangement

in any sense.

- Well, either way, no judgment here.

- Look, last time I'll bring it up but Semo--

- Ben, look.

- He's a decent bloke, Ains.

Maybe not your usual type, nothing like Lachlan.

He's a midfielder so he's always got your back.

- Thank you, but I'm still very much in post-Lachlan fog.

- Would it help to see a photo?

- No.

- Ah, all right.

[Heather sighs]

- [Timmy] Hey, mom.

- Have you found Bruce yet?

- [Timmy] No, no sign yet.

- What are you doing?

- [Timmy] Watching a movie.

- Put the chips down.

Turn the TV off.

Get off your ass and check the bins near the park.

Check the Cirillas, the Chongs,

and the ugly house with the Maltese Terrier cross.

And get back to me!

- [Timmy] Okay, mom.

I'll do it now.

So how's the new place?

- It's fine.

Thanks for asking.

Now, go and find Bruce for me

and get your dad to fix that bloody fence.

- Okay.

[dramatic music]

- [narrating] Happened every time.

I'd start strong but then something would spook me.

Could be a phone call.

Could be a photo.

[dog barking]

Could be a distant sound.

[phone ringing]

- Hey, Ben.

- Hey, sorry to call so soon.

Just a quick one.

- I appreciate your ongoing romantic assistance

but really, I'm--

- No, no.

This has nothing to do with Semo.

It's Heather.

- Is she still there?

- Yeah, she's still here.

Just rolling around on the grass with a dog.

- That'll be Bruce.

It's not as weird as it looks, but it's not good.

- Yeah, because it could be weird but they're both into it.

- Okay.

Bruce is Heather's achilles heel.

He's the one thing that could get her

to buckle and go home,

so I need you to maintain a visual while I text her husband.

- Righto.

- Okay.

- Sorry I'm late.

It was a rough morning.

- Just don't let her out of your sight

until Colin gets there, okay?

I'll call back soon.

Bye.

Sorry.

You okay?

- I've been better.

- Right.

- Haven't really been sleeping.

I can get to sleep okay but then I wake up.

My focus is all over the place

and I haven't even been able to work out.

- It's been difficult for me too.

- Maybe one of us should move on to another job.

- What?

- I'd put my hand up obviously

but things have been so tight financially,

losing out on the house.

- You've moved back in with Melanie

and Heather's paid you out.

You've lost nothing, Lachlan.

- Yeah, but she hasn't paid me out.

Not yet.

She's not even answering my messages.

- Oh, I didn't know that.

Sorry.

[stutters] We'll get it to you.

I'll follow that up, sorry.

- That'd be great, because Mel's really on my case about it.

Joel, Melinda!

Yes, good morning.

[phone ringing

- Ains.

- Ben. - Yeah?

- Your mate Semo.

- He's game.

- In what way is he different to Lachlan?

- Pretty much every way.

- Send me a picture.

[Lachlan chatting with clients in background]

[acoustic music]

- Ah, here we go.

- I'll leave you to it.

- No, you can stay.

- Sorry about Bruce getting out.

It's not his fault, he just missed his mum.

You're not gonna ask me in?

- Not today.

- The boys are inconsolable, love.

Timmy's hardly eaten.

- He was inhaling chips 20 minutes ago.

- It's not just about the boys.

I miss you.

And Bruce misses you.

It's not right without you there.

- Did you sign the forms yet?

- No, and I'm not gonna either

because you're not gonna last a night, Heather.

You never do. - Fine.

I'll forge your signature.

I've been doing it for years anyway.

- That's illegal.

- Tell your accountant about it.

- Tell you what.

When you come home, we're gonna have a long chat about this.

Because you've taken this to the next level this time.

- What's going on now?

- If I make any attempt to leave this house before dawn,

you have permission to break both my legs.

- All right.

- The only way I'm leaving here is in a bloody ambulance.

[acoustic music]

[narrating] I knew I was on the ropes,

but that bell was not gonna ring this time.

Or if it did ring,

I wasn't gonna be conscious enough to hear it.

[men chatting]

- There she is.

Ains, meet the boys.

Banger, Nozi.

This is Ains.

- How you doing?

- Do you want help with all this?

- Sure.

- They're a red Forby at the front.

So Semo is just on his way now.

He's pumped. - Ben,

no one's supposed to be here yet.

I'm still in my work clothes.

- Oh, the lads just like to get a few under the belt

to warm up.

You're fine, you look great.

- Where's Heather?

- She's up in her room, unconscious.

She popped a little something before.

She's got a strange look on her face

but I think she's comfortable.

- I'm gonna go and get changed and then I will--

Oh, Mrs. Sifi. - Hello, hello.

- Hey, let me take that for you.

Sorry, Harry's still at work.

- Nice to know Harprit is responding to someone's messages.

- Well, you know Ben?

Ben, would you take the--

- Hello. - Help.

- You look like you're all right for a couple cans.

- Cindy, I am off.

I'll see you tomorrow. - Oh, Mr. Sifi,

I am so sorry but your mother called and left a message.

Actually, several.

First, she needed to know the dimensions of your home oven.

Couldn't quite understand number two.

Something about oven trays.

Third, she said it was too late, don't call back.

And fourth, please call back.

Also, we've just had a walk-in.

I did warn her it was extremely unlikely

you'd be able to see her.

- [sighs] Barb.

Come on through.

- And if he starts banging on

about the ethics of the situation,

just bring it back to the central facts.

- Pivot, pivot, pivot.

- So what's in store for you and Stuart this evening, Liz?

Something delightful, I hope.

- Oh, I'm afraid I'm leaving to do it to his own devices.

I'll be here for a while yet.

- Not too long, you hear me?

- Yes, ma'am.

- Excellent.

Well, I'm off.

- Enjoy the housewarming.

Can't wait to hear about it.

- Sorry, housewarming?

- It's this very unusual situation.

Five singles

who board into some sort of communal living arrangement.

- Is it like a gated community?

- No, I think it's a quarter acre lot.

It's the girl who looks after my rentals, Ainsley.

She's a lovely girl so I have to put in an appearance,

God help me.

What about you and Janet? You're off to Lon?

- Actually,

we've got Malcolm coming around for dinner again.

- God, is he even close to signing?

- I'm hoping a vintage Pinot

might just get him across the line.

[Edwina laughs]

- [Ainsley] Hi, you've reached Ainsley.

I can't take your call right now--

[people chatting in the background]

- Heather.

Heather.

Heather!

I'm just checking you're alive.

Party's starting.

Bit of a weird atmosphere.

Could really use a hand.

So for some reason I've agreed to a set-up

with a friend of Ben's.

His name's Semo.

What's your position on rebound sex?

[Heather snores]

My gut says you'd be into it.

Thanks.

[upbeat music]

- We don't really talk about it usually,

it depends on the company,

but I actually lived in a commune.

It was the '70s.

- Oh, really?

- What if one of you meets someone?

- I think we would be very happy, of course.

And I guess we'd just cross that bridge--

- What if one of you dies?

Legally.

Emotionally, obviously not ideal either,

but legally, it's gotta get messy?

- Well, yeah.

So sorry, can you just excuse me for--

Sorry, one second.

One second.

You're here!

- No, no, not here.

- What?

- I have a situation in which I need your discretion.

- Okay.

- I'm gonna call it your discretion.

- Okay, what is it?

- Edwina Crow.

- You know Edwina. - She's the senior partner

in my firm.

It's complicated.

We don't really have the time to go into the details.

But the bottom line is,

I have yet to communicate to Edwina

that I am a recently divorced--

- Oh my god.

You were married?

- And be living in this house.

- You are embarrassed by us.

- No, no, no, no, no, no.

It's not about embarrassment.

It's just there's been a lot going on work

and there hasn't been an ideal time

to advertise my personal problems.

- What exactly am I supposed to do?

- Having any reference to me.

- Yeah, but what about the others?

What if she mingles with the others?

- She doesn't mingle.

No, no, no.

She'll be in and out very quickly.

Look, I know it's a lot to unpack and we will.

Just I don't exist.

Liz does not exist at all.

Thank you.

I'm forever in your debt.

[door closes]

- Elizabeth!

Harprit said you weren't coming.

- I'm not staying, unfortunately.

Is everything all right?

- Yes.

I was just trying to look for some utensils

that I couldn't find in the kitchen, you know?

Harprit is avoiding me.

- No, no.

He'd be at work.

I'm sure he's on his way.

- Look, I'm doing my best to support him

with this house and this romantic business with you.

- Manju.

[laughs nervously] There is no...

There's no romantic business.

- Honestly?

- We really are just friends.

- Hope I wasn't too disapproving.

- No, no, no.

- Elizabeth, help me.

What's going wrong?

What have I done wrong?

- [Ainsley] Edwina, you made it!

[door slams]

- [Manju] What does he say to you about?

- Obviously, we've had a few issues with the plumbing

which is a bit embarrassing and possibly a health hazard.

- [Edwina] I can see the potential.

- Ains, might I be able to introduce to you

Kevin Daniel Richard Fitzongs,

otherwise known as Semo.

- Hi.

- Great, honor to meet you.

And might I say, you look even more beautiful in real life

than you do on Instagram.

I feel like I'm looking at a filter, a pretty one.

- This is my friend, Edwina.

Edwina, this is my housemate Ben

and his footballing colleague, Semo.

- Edwina.

Can you call you Eddy?

- Rather you didn't.

- Fair enough.

[awkward silence]

You all wanna do a shot?

- Yep. - Yes.

- Absolutely.

- Ben, he tells me you've recently come out

of a very disappointing, one-sided crush.

- Ha!

Yeah.

- He also tells me you like watching the television.

- Edwina.

- Not for me, thank you.

- Semo, Ains.

- Go on then.

- Yeah?

Saddle up.

- There it is.

- Go again?

[muffled party music]

[phone ringing]

- [Timmy] Hey, mum.

I can't find Bruce's bowl.

[beep]

Is there some sort of trick

to getting the sprinklers to turn off?

[beep]

- [narrating] It's almost a reflex action,

like auto-pilot.

- [Timmy] Mom, where's the remote?

It's not on the couch.

- [Louie] He's a total cock head, mum.

- [Timmy] I'm a cock head? - [Louie] He's not listening

to anything that I'm saying or what dad's saying.

- [Timmy] I don't have to listen to you.

Shut up.

- [Louie] The whole thing didn't catch fire.

[Timmy and Louie talking over each other]

I'm gonna kill him!

- [narrating] You know you're doing it.

You just don't recall giving yourself permission.

- Oh, is this the part where I should break your legs?

- Under normal circumstances, yes,

but this is an emergency.

- Ah-ah.

Is that an overnight bag?

- No.

- What kind of emergency?

- Flood, fire.

Probable homicide or petracide.

Is that the one where the kid kills the dad?

- I don't know.

- It's more likely it'd be Timmy killing Louie

or vice versa.

Have they got a name for that?

- It sounds to me like a couple of teenagers

trying to get their mum's attention.

- They're 21 and 23.

- Well, how about this?

You stay here, you give me the address.

I'll do a drive by and make sure

there's no flood, or fire, or death.

- No, see, the house looks normal from the outside

but if you knew what was going on behind the door.

- All right, final offer.

You come with me in the ute

but under no circumstances are you to exit the vehicle.

Deal?

- Heath, I'm sorry but you have to get up!

Ben's disappeared and I'm the only housemate here

and [sighs] shit!

- You may as well, mate.

What have you got to lose?

- Ainsley.

- Sorry.

You haven't seen Ben, have you?

- Not for a while, no.

Are you all right?

- Not really, no.

This party's a catastrophe.

I mean, people look like they're in physical pain.

- I'm having a lovely time.

- How is that even possible?

- Guess it depends on what your definition

of a good time is.

For me, it's all about your personal connections.

I struggle a bit with small talk.

Big conversations are my favorites.

Bigger the better, really.

- People aren't even talking.

- Well, that's nice too.

Just to spend some time reflecting,

thinking about what's important.

There's power in the spaces.

- I might just...

- Yeah, yeah, you go.

Don't let me hold you.

[acoustic music]

[ute engine running]

[engine stops]

- I knew he'd forget the bloody sprinklers!

- Whoa, whoa.

Wait, we made a deal, remember?

Where's the tap?

- It's only around the corner.

- Shit!

- Oi!

[dog barking]

- Oh, shit!

[Colin falls]

- Are you all right, Colin?

Heather!

[Colin groaning in paining]

- Are you all right, dad?

- We've had a bloody home invasion.

- Oh, bullshit.

He was just trying to turn the sprinklers off.

- Mum! - You're back.

- You ran at him like a fool and you smashed into the fence.

No, I'm not.

These are my sons, Timmy and Louie.

And you've met Colin.

This is Ben. - I think I've

broken my hand.

- Are you mum's new housemate?

- Yeah, you fellas should come for a visit.

I tell you what, come around for a swim.

- There's a pool? - You didn't tell us

there was a pool.

- I think I need to get to the hospital.

- You do not.

- I can't move my hand.

- Okay, show me.

- No, don't touch it.

[Colin cries out in pain]

- I could give you a lift.

- No, no, no.

Timmy will take him.

- Actually, mum, I'm pretty stoned.

- I knew you wouldn't last.

- I'm not back, Col.

- Look at you, sitting in a ute

beside the nature strip at 10:00 p.m.

- I was checking the sprinklers.

- That's actually true, mate.

- Doesn't concern you.

- Look, fair enough but just for the record,

we popped out for some supplies

and she remembered the sprinklers, so we made a quick stop.

Then we were heading straight back to the party.

- You're having a party.

- No.

It was Ainsley's ridiculous attempt

at having a housewarming.

- You walk out on your marriage of 25 years.

your two innocent children.

- They're 21 and 23. - And have a party.

- I wasn't even conscious. - A real soiree.

- As if I'd organize a party.

- You don't even like parties.

- That's what I just said.

[Ben whistles]

- Very nice for you.

While I'm home alone.

- With your sons.

- In mortal pain.

- You weren't in mortal pain.

I should have just stayed at the party.

None of this would have happened.

- Not even an invitation, that's where we are now.

[phone beeping]

- Mate, could you just check to see who that was, please?

- I cannot move my arm.

- Jesus Christ.

[party music]

- I've got some more party pies in the oven coming.

Yeah.

- [Ben] Good day, this is Ben.

Leave a message.

- Where are you?

Okay, you're not here, Harry's not here, Heather's not here.

And I think Edwina's

having some sort of allergic reaction to the tequila.

I don't know.

- Little known fact,

you can actually do the nutbush to this song.

- Oh. [laughs awkwardly]

Wherever you are, you need to come back.

Oh, thank god.

- Have you seen my mum?

- I think she's somewhere with Liz.

I don't know.

Don't you go anywhere, okay?

I am the only housemate here.

I'm dealing with a dozen bored footballers

and a deeply strange smell

that I'm telling people is the wallpaper,

but I don't think it is, Harry.

- Ains, honestly, you versus the footballers

is better odds than anyone versus my mum.

I'm sorry.

- Hey, Ains.

You got any sauce for these?

- Actually, I quite like his hair.

- Yes.

But for the younger girls, not so good.

And there are products he can use to grow it.

Shane Won is a great ambassador.

- Mum, I'm so sorry I'm late.

I hope you're not hijacking Liz.

- No, we've been having a lovely chat.

- Very, very lovely.

[both laugh]

Liz has been very informative, Harprit, actually.

We are a lot more similar than I realized.

[both laugh]

- That's terrifying.

But mum, I think we've got

a bit of a pastry emergency in the kitchen.

- Of course, of course.

[party music]

- I'm sorry. - No, no.

It's good, it's good.

I managed to convince her that we're not a couple.

Bad news,

she's enlisted me to match make you with Indian girls.

I didn't know what to say.

Fuck.

[door slams]

- Hey, can I get you something from the vending machine?

- No, no, it's fine.

- You sure?

Chips or chocolate? - You know what?

You've done enough so please just go.

- Well, how are you gonna get home?

- Well, I'll get a taxi.

Look, go get drunk.

Have sex, do something fun.

We'll be fine.

- Well, good to meet you Colin.

I'm sorry about all this.

I'll see you tonight.

- Could you have a seat, please?

- Thank you.

[Heather groans]

- I know things haven't always been easy between us.

But I've never lied to you,

and I'm only gonna ask you this once.

Is this what's really happening?

Are you leaving me for that bloke?

- Christ sake, Col.

He's 15 years younger than me.

- He's jumping fences for you.

- You're an idiot.

- You've still got no idea

how much of a bloody knockout you are.

- Colin Doyle.

- Yep, thank you.

- Come this way.

- I swear, if you keep limping I'm gonna break that leg.

- I'm not limping, this is how I walk now.

[party music]

- Such a terrible tragedy.

[people chatting]

- Hey, Benny.

- Hey.

- Where were you?

- Hey, just taking Heather's husband to the hospital.

- Just don't move, don't--

Hang on, what?

- Colin had a bit of a mishap.

He's fine. - Okay.

Actually, I don't care.

This party is awful and you need to fix it.

- Have you been free pouring shots?

- Several times.

- Have you been offering tomato sauce

with all the finger food and stuff?

- Yeah, and barbeque sauce and sweet chili.

- Yeah, righto.

Semo.

- Hmm?

- Limber up, son.

It's time to pull out the big guns.

- What?

Limber up for what?

- You're gonna love it.

- Are the big guns attached to Semo's body?

- Nah, it's a song.

- It's more than a song, actually.

It's a call to arms.

"Chandelier, Sia"

- Slow beginning, just wait for it.

Played this on our last trip to Bali.

Let's just say we were all banned from Facebook for a time.

[Semo singing along]

[Everyone joins in]

- What is happening?

♪ One two three, one two three, drink ♪

♪ Throw them back till I lose count ♪

♪ I'm gonna swing from the chandelier ♪

♪ From the chandelier, from the chandelier ♪

♪ I'm gonna live like tomorrow doesn't exist ♪

♪ Like it doesn't exist

[music and singing muffled]

♪ I'm gonna fly like a bird from the night ♪

♪ Feel my tears cause it's right ♪

♪ I'm gonna swing - Ains!

♪ From the chandelier, from the chandelier ♪

[Ainsley screams and laughs]

♪ I'm gonna live like tomorrow doesn't exist, ♪

♪ Like it doesn't exist [Edwina falls]

[everyone goes quiet]

- I'm okay.

[everyone cheers]

[slow music]

- Oh my god!

- I just came in here because I'm overheated,

because I'm on antibiotics and I--

Elizabeth?

That's all right, I'm just a bit--

This is Fridge.

- Well, the Fridge.

- And this is my colleague.

- Yeah, I know Lizzy.

It's Benny's housemate.

- What?

- Benny's hot housemate.

- I seem to be missing numerous pieces of the puzzle.

- Actually, Edwina, the Fridge is right.

I do live here.

In fact, this is my room.

- You live here?

With Stuart?

- No, Stuart and I separated over a year ago.

- Start again, but slowly.

- Maybe this is the wake up call I needed.

I'll do whatever it takes, whatever you want.

You just gotta be specific.

- Why didn't we ever go to Europe?

- We nearly got there a few times.

- But we didn't, did we?

Why was that?

- Well, there was that time you were having

trouble with your lady bits

and you were worried about bursting on the plane.

And then you canceled Rome because Timmy got done for DUI

and you had to be a character witness.

- Yeah, I forgot about that.

[slow music]

- When you talk about the disintegrating and drowning,

I never really knew what you meant.

But I do now.

You're not happy.

- Are you happy?

- I was.

I had you, the boys.

Zone to zone live coverage of the footy.

But I can't be happy if you're not.

If you come back to me, I'll do whatever you want me to do.

- That was very good, very good.

[laughs]

Where's the car?

- You live next door, Martie.

- That's handy. [laughs]

- [sighs] See you, Edwina.

Good effort.

- Yeah, thanks. [laughs]

So when exactly did the separation occur?

- Mid last year.

- Liz!

Was it sad?

- I think you'd call it a slow break down of trust.

I know I should have told you

but I see the kind of person that makes partner at the firm,

and they don't have messy divorces

or live in share houses with plumbing problems.

- You know, I was skeptical about this place at first

but I don't, there's life here and confusion and abandon.

- Dry mold.

- There's a part of me that thinks,

"Maybe I should pack it all in and do something like this."

- Seriously?

- Well, no.

I'm drunk, I'm very drunk.

- Edwina, it goes without saying

that I will tell everyone at work about my situation,

if you have any concerns about my honestly.

- I don't think your situation has any more relevance

than my interaction with the Fridge.

Do you get my drift?

- I believe I do.

- What happened in the commune stays in the commune.

[car honking]

See you Monday.

Yes, hello!

Edwina.

- Do you do Christmas drinks on the street?

Because if not, we're definitely hosting Christmas drinks

in December, and July.

Bye!

- Well, I'll be off.

I thought I'd take a couple of bags of rubbish,

save your bin space.

- Are you sure you don't want one more drink?

- Look, Benny told me

you're in the market for a rebound fella,

and as much as I'd be honored to fill that position,

I think you might have your eye on someone else.

- What?

- Benny.

- Sorry?

- It's okay.

He's a good looking rooster. - Oh my god, no.

He has a thing with Liz, not me.

And we have a strict rule, no housemate love.

And I--

[kissing sounds] [dramatic music]

- All of this can freeze, all of it, right?

And this must be eaten fresh tomorrow.

- I hope you like channa masala

because we're gonna be eating it for the next three weeks.

- Good night, Liz.

We'll be in touch, won't we?

- Oh yes.

- Oh yes.

We've got plans, huh?

So Harprit, can you please bring these pots to the car?

Thanks.

- What plans?

[Manju singing]

- Harprit, now I know why you like Elizabeth, huh?

Keep this here. [laughs]

- I'm glad you're both getting along.

- Yeah.

Yes, of course.

She's too old for you, but with age comes wisdom, hmm?

- Mom, just in terms of my love life,

let me handle it myself, okay?

- But that's what I've been doing, Harprit.

Where is the woman?

[soft music] You're such a handsome man.

You're a doctor, you're so slender.

- I just haven't met the right person yet.

- I think I understand.

You just don't want me around.

- No, of course I do.

You know I appreciate everything you do for me.

I know how hard you worked for tonight.

Mum, I...

I love you.

[door closes]

- Did you boys do all this?

- Fantastic effort, fellows.

- How's the finger, dad?

- It's the wrist-- it's the whole hand.

It's pretty sore but I'm all right.

- I'm so proud of you.

Col.

Take two every four hours.

The last dose was only an hour ago

so take the next lot at 10:00.

You look after your dad.

- Please.

Just stay.

This is where you belong.

- It would be so easy to just...

But I'm not going to.

This could be the biggest mistake of my life

but I can't keep [mumbles].

I can't keep blaming you and the boys for everything.

Whatever happens next, it's gotta be up to me.

- Wait a tick.

We'll be here, when you're ready.

Love you.

- You too.

[door closes]

[Ainsley groans]

[birds chirping]

- Morning.

- Good morning.

- We didn't, if you're wondering.

We didn't have sex.

- I know that.

- Had a terrific chat, though.

- We did, didn't we?

What did we chat about again?

- We spent a fair bit of time on a fellow called Lachlan.

A solid hour there.

- Yep.

- Didn't get as much detail about Scott.

- Oh, good, we went back to high school.

- And then full circle, back to Benny.

Yeah.

It's all right, Ains.

Benny won't be hearing anything from me.

I'm a vault. - Semo.

I was really drunk

and feeling a lot of love for humanity in general,

but I don't like him.

- It's just you're blushing.

[car engine rumbling]

- Thank you.

- Oi, here she is.

- You made it home.

- Yeah, yeah.

It was a touch and go.

- Oh, thanks.

- Yeah?

- Thank you.

- Look, I know this is a bit weird

and we don't know each other very well.

- Or at all.

- But I'm proud of you.

- Morning.

- Semo, mate.

How'd you pull up?

Where'd you pull up?

- I'd love to tell you but a gentleman reveals nothing.

- [Ben] Don't worry about the rubbish, mate.

- [Semo] It's too easy.

- Ainsley Bartholomew Christiansen.

- Not my name.

- How do you feel?

- I'm feeling a lot of pain in everywhere.

- Aren't you supposed to be at work?

- Yeah, but I think I have to quit.

- Why?

- Lachlan.

Maybe it's just too difficult, you know?

Us working together.

- Is that you talking or Lachlan?

That's bullshit.

It is not his decision.

- I can't show up without the money anyway.

- Okay, look.

Here we go, signed.

That money can be in his account by this afternoon.

- Do you wanna quit?

[upbeat music] Doesn't bother

how Lachlan feels.

You need to stroll in there

wearing that bachrach like a badge of honor.

- I can barely walk.

- [laughs] That's the point.

- Okay, come on, come on.

Get in the shower.

Go, go.

Harry, I'm gonna need a large coffee and [mumbles].

Get in.

You look like shit, honestly.

Get in.

- Here, here.

- I can't.

- So take it with you.

It's fine.

You've got this, okay?

You can do this.

[narrating] I still had no idea

how to solve my own problems,

but I sure as hell knew how to solve Ainsley's.

♪ How fickle fate can be

♪ She cries your name three times again ♪

♪ She cries your name

♪ How long can this love remain? ♪

- It's all sorted.

- Hold on. - Just send me your details

and the money will be in your account this afternoon.

- Ains, just-- - Also, I'm not quitting.

You seemed perfectly comfortable working with me

while I was your-- whatever I was.

I'm pretty sure you can deal with this.

- [Heather] [narrating] And the beauty of Ainsley was

as soon as she steered her way through one disaster,

she had the next one in her sights.

[Ainsley laughs]

- Shit.

- Your mother has sent me a picture,

a pharmacist named Indira.

- This is exactly why I didn't want her to--

- Just tell me how to reply. - Don't reply.

- What?

I can't ignore her. - Yes you can.

I do it all the time.

- Harry, I'm gonna stop you there.

You're about to become the first man I've ever lived with

to serve me a meal.

You need to complete that action.

Thank you.

[narrating] I had no idea what I'd really done

or if it'd be worth it.

But I did know, in that moment, the universe was changing.

[playful music]

- I can't live with him.

He's doing nudity strolls.

- Full frontal?

Yes, this does look abnormal.

We can't be sure of anything until I see the biopsy results.

- Dear Ains,

You're basically perfect.

- Beautiful.

- Is this about the Ben situation?

- There is no situation.

- We're gonna confront him, the four of us, tonight.

- I just don't think tonight's a good time.

[credits music]