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I love getting up at the crack of dawn

and digging around in slop.

I have to go to the hospital
to perform seven stents,

three angioplasties.
Also, I've got to earn money

to pour into this bottomless pit!

Right, well,

here's this month's payment.

Kept the hounds at bay for the moment.

They kinda ran this place
into the ground.

I'm putting the farm on the market.

- I'm leaving Whyhope.
- This is a joke.

You're all a joke.

Are you saying you would like
to cancel the procedure?

Get your thing out of me now.

A complaint's been lodged
against you with APRA.

Any ideas why?

You can either be a dad, or be with me.

If I were you, I know
which one I would choose.

They'll be better off without me.

Tell Charlie I'm sorry.

I think you might have
forgotten something, Charlie.

Ivy, get out here right now!

What are we going to do with a teenager?

She's staying here, there's
not really another option.

Darren.

Got a call this morning about

a trespasser in a guy's backyard.

I caught Ivy here with
a stolen marijuana plant

trying to hitchhike down the highway.

None of this will hold up in court.

You've no evidence I was even there.

The guy gave a description,

teenage girl, black jeans,

brown hair, about 160cm.

- You are so grounded.
- For what?

I just aided police in the location and

capture of a dangerous drug dealer.

Give me your phone.

Wouldn't have to put
up with this in Bali.

We're really sorry about this.

Yeah, well, there's something else.

Children's services were notified.

I wanted to give you the heads-up

that someone might be coming by

later today to enquire
about her living situation.

What? Why?

Well, she's a minor without
a permanent guardian.

- She has us.
- You're not related.

- Well, not exactly.
- And she's living in your house.

Technically she's living on our lawn.

Either way, she's here,
and they may decide

that she should be in foster care.

Unless...

I got you these.

You guys want to be her foster parents?

We'll get back to you.

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So, Sam, what do you think?

Yeah, well, you don't see
a place like this every day.

1200 acres, 1856 farmhouse

with north-facing windows.

If I was in the market,
I would buy it myself.

Right, so how much do you
think we get for it?

Could be... 11, 12 million?

Really?

That'd be enough to pay off the mortgage

and have some left over.

Or I can open up the property
for offers, ring around,

see if we can get any interest?

Do it.

All right. Good man.

When are you leaving?

Uh...

How's Wednesday?

Tuesday's sooner.

OK, Tuesday it is.

Why do you have a letter from APRA?

Uh... we're pen pals?

Hugh, it says you're being

investigated for misconduct.

Their sending someone here tomorrow.

Why wasn't I notified?

Because I don't work for you anymore.

Anyway, it's just a formality.

One teeny tiny complaint.

Like threatening to
remove a woman's stent?

High, you've already got
strikes on your record,

I'm pretty sure the next
one's the death penalty.

Or worse.

Ah. Worse than the death penalty?

They could make you stay
in Whyhope another year.

Just get it sorted, Hugh.
You can't stay here.

I know, I know, OK. I'll handle it.

OK, team, how's the APRA prep going?

I've written you 12

positive Google reviews.

They're under different names, right?

Great.

Betty, can we schedule Ms. Holloway in

for a check-up? I know she adores me.

Already done, in fact, I've scheduled

all your favourite
patients for tomorrow.

- Excellent.
- However, that did mean I had to

schedule your difficult
patients for today.

Mr. Anderson is waiting.

Ah.

Hugh Knight, what are the chances?

Well... how have you been?

Good, good, great.

- Great.
- I've been great.

Anyway, Betty will look after you.

You... you don't remember me, do you?

Uh...

No, sorry.

Pari Thompson.

Well, it's not important.

Shall we start with the investigation?

- Sorry, what?
- Oh, I work for APRA now.

I am the doctor assigned to your case.

But that isn't until tomorrow?

Oh, no. We always come early.

Otherwise you might
prepare or something!

So, shall we begin?

Yes, let's begin.

Down the hall to the left.

Be with you in a second.

Did that go as badly as I think it did?

Worse.

Don't worry, I'll do
some detective work.

So, big decision.

Is it?

Seems easy to me.

We have to foster her.

Really?

You don't think we should do it?

Huh. She's not exactly Oliver Twist.

- She has a mother.
- Yeah, somewhere in Bali right now,

with braids and a Mai Tai.

Then we should be trying to find her.

Yeah, who knows how long that'll take?

And child services are showing up today.

If we don't agree to keep her,

she'll end up in foster care.

OK.

Great.

Well, we'll tell her tonight.

And you're gonna be around

in case child services show up?

Sure.

It's the right decision.

Ivy needs people who are there for her.

Can you watch her today?

I can't, I've got farming work to do.

I've got a meeting at school.

- Meryl.
- Meryl can do it, yeah.

What did you do?

What's it to you?

Nothing.

I saw a police car earlier.

Let me guess, shoplifting,

breaking and entering?

My team of lawyers advised

me not to talk about it.

Did you kill someone?

Ah.

Stay right there.

I have eyes everywhere.

Oh, it's a bit of an art project?

It's a picket sign.

They're building a motorway
through the cemetery

so all the graves have
to be dug up and moved.

That's a bit of a morbid thought.

Yeah. I'm picketing against it.

No one's going to move
my mother away from me.

What do you think?

"Please no motorway thank you."

Polite.

I've made a few picket signs in my time.

Led a few rallies.

I could help if you like?

I think I got it covered.

Now, there will be three phases
to the investigation,

at the end of which, I will determine

whether your conduct poses

a legitimate risk to patient safety.

Look, I am sorry that
I don't remember you.

If we could just clear it up...

Don't worry about it, Dr. Knight.

Now, the first phase is shadowing.

I'll be monitoring your next consult.

- Just, uh, pretend I'm not here.
- Right.

Mr. Anderson, how are you?

Uh...

This is, um,...

My name's. Thompson.

I'll be observing this consult.

Why?

Standard practice,
just pretend I'm not here.

So Mr. Anderson, you do look

like you are a candidate for a stent.

We just have to take a few blood

tests first so I'll get a nurse.

Or...

... I could do it?

Yes.

Great.

If you wouldn't mind rolling
up your sleeve for me.

And we're going to need one of these.

And... those.

Right.

There you go, thank you.

Uh, it's too tight.

It's supposed to be tight.

There we go.

OK.

Here we go. And...

What are you trying to...

Just...

One more...

Hold still for me.

You do have tough veins, don't you?

- What did you call me?
- Just...

I want someone else.

Got it!

Yes, there we go.

A-ha!

Hey, Matt.

Are you busy?

Uh... Not at all, free as a bird.

OK, great. 'Cause I need you
to take care of Jimmy.

Oh... I really can't.

It's just for a little bit.
I'll be back soon.

Hey, hey, OK.

- Just mind his head, yeah?
- Yeah.

There we go.

Whoa.

All right.

You are not exactly
what I had in mind when

I said I needed a farmhand.

Have you got any

manual labour experience,

any qualifications?

You are pretty cute.

I'll give you that.

You know, we're not gonna have a baby.

Charlie doesn't wanna have kids.

I think...

Maybe she's scared about what happened.

_

- Is that Darren's dating profile?
- No.

You like him, don't you?

It's strictly business.
I run the website.

No, it isn't. You have feelings for him.

I can feel them from here!

We have work to do, Ken.

Did he ask you out?

- Yes, all right? Happy?
- I knew it.

When's the date? Where are you going?

I don't know, Ken.

What do you mean you don't know?

I didn't respond to his text.

What? Why?

'Cause I don't want to go!

First dates are an awful invention.

It's one hour of awkward small talk

and then 6 days of postdate analysis.

No, thank you.

I am quite happy with
things the way they are.

You know, it's quite impolite to

be on your phone while conversing.

Sorry. I just have to send this text.

"Hey, Darren. Betty's phone is broken.

"She would love to come
to lunch, 1 PM today."

Sent.

Oh, Ken!

You will thank me for this.

Ridiculous, ain't it?

Who ever heard of moving a cemetery?

I've got three generations
of relatives in there.

I'm building a crypt, right,
for my eight sons.

- You have eight sons?
- Yeah!

Now one of them wants to
bury his wife in there too.

I'm like, "All right,
I'll build a bigger crypt."

It's another 4000.

But now he's worried
that she might die before him

and needs a plot for his
hypothetical second wife.

What am I, made of money?

Oh. Here's the petition to sign.

20,000 it's going to cost me.

Next it'll be his ugly Siamese cat.

$20,000?

To top it off, they want
to move the bloody thing.

Do they have a site for it yet?

Ah, no. No one wants to take it.

Probably be dead by the
time they sort it out.

Hey!

You forgot to sign it.

Shit, child services.

Matt, where are you?

Sorry, not sure where Matt is.

And do you know where Ivy's mother this?

She's in Bali, she's a
little hard to get hold of.

But we're happy to keep Ivy
until we can find her.

So you're planning on becoming
her legal guardians then?

Yeah, she's in good hands.

I've got the forms inside.

Yes, and I hear she was
arrested this morning?

Yeah.

Do you want to come on through?

What are you reading?

Wuthering Heights.

- It's a classic.
- Yeah, I know.

I've read it. It's kind of boring.

It's literature.

I don't know what to do when
Ajax is looking after Jimmy.

Does that make me boring?

Yeah.

I hate it out here.

- It's so dull.
- No, it's not!

It's beautiful.

It doesn't matter.

I expect Matt and Charlie
will give up on me fairly soon.

Especially once they've seen their lawn.

And as soon as they've had enough,

I'm going to Bali.

To Bali?

Where my mother is.

Come on, let's get out of here.

How?

We'll take those.

No. I'm reading.

Come on.

Heathcliff dies, let's go.

Now, for the second phase
of the investigation,

we're going to be doing some role-plays.

You can't be serious.

Are you ready for me now?

Yes, come, please sit down.

Here you go.

Now, this is Marjorie.

She's a 45-year-old farmer

- with a history of smoking.
- Hi.

OK, fine.

Marjorie, what seems to be the problem?

I have atopic dermatitis,

gross, what do I do, Doc?

You put some cortisone on it.

- Am I done?
- Not yet.

This is Leonard, he's a
70-year-old retired veteran.

I need to see a doctor.

- What's wrong with you?
- What do you mean

what's wrong with me? I've got one leg.

And what can I do for you?

Well, I was taking my three children

to school the other day...

Just tell me what's wrong with you.

Oh. Well, it appears
I have a lump in my...

Oh, I'm a man, sorry,
can we start again?

I was taking my three children

to school the other day...

How's the interrogation coming?

Terribly.

Thanks for asking.

She's putting me through
these ridiculous exercises.

You know, I should lodge
a complaint of my own.

You have to play her game.

This will only be harder
if you put up a fight.

I'm putting Arcadia up for sale.

You're selling the farm?

I don't have a choice.

I can't keep it afloat.

How are the family?

They don't know yet.

Do you follow me everywhere?

Just pretend I'm not here.

What it this all about?

I have an idea how we can save the farm.

You want to turn Arcadia
into a cemetery?

They haven't found a site yet.

We could use this paddock.

Ajax, I think it's very noble
that you want to help

all these homeless dead people

but can't we use this paddock
for something more profitable

like growing potatoes? I mean,
everybody needs potatoes.

No, it's 5000 per plot,

+ 1400 transportation,

and $600 in annual maintenance fees,

- so altogether, that gives us...
- 7000 for a hole.

What do you think?

We could use the brewery for funerals.

- That would make more cash.
- So you're gonna help me?

A hole to get us out of a hole.

I like the poetry in that.

Hey.

- What are you doing?
- Just...

- Hiding from my shadow.
- Oh.

Have you got anything for me?

You bet I do.

OK.

Pari Thompson, 32, recently married,

grew up in Darwin.

Right, so maybe...

Her favourite colour's apricot.

She has three outstanding
parking tickets,

a gorgeous two bedroom apartment,

- her tax file number's 042...
- OK, OK.

What about me? How does she know me?

Oh. Well, I have compiled
a list of possibilities.

One, you slept with her.

Two, you slept with her sister.

Three, you slept with her mother.

Should I keep going?

I'm screwed.

There's a lot to organise.

We'd better get a move on.

I've got a feeling that Hugh's

looking for an exit strategy.

Ivy!

We need his signature
to make a bid for that cemetery.

- Do you think he'll go for it?
- Uh...

Best not to say anything
until things are in full swing.

And don't worry about that signature.

I'll handle it. Ivy!

- Hi.
- Hi.

Uh, these are for you.

They're chrysanthemums.

They symbolise honesty,

which seemed appropriate because...

Well, it's time I'm honest

and I told you how I feel about you.

Well, in the interest of
honesty, these are irises.

Oh. Well, what do they symbolise?

Friendship.

Damn.

Well, Betty, what it comes down

to is that I think you're great.

- And I would really like...
- Hello!

- Uh... hi, Mia.
- Hey.

Do you think the pad Thai
here is gluten-free?

Suddenly I'm not so hungry.

If you're not hungry,
we can share something.

Yeah.

I'm gonna go to the bathroom.

What is up with him?

No idea.

Oh.

What are you doing here?
I'm just on my way out.

Well, Glenn seems to have lost

your Superfund consolidation

application form, and he
needs you to sign another,

so it's just on the back page.

Actually, there was something
I wanted to talk to you about.

About the debt.

I really think we are starting
to run out of options.

So no more, thinking caps are on.

Mum, what I'm saying...

I know exactly what you're saying

but we're not there yet.
There are other options.

Forms.

See you later.

Hey.

You want a drink?

No, I'm working.

Hey, listen, I want to talk
to you about something...

Yeah, actually, there's something

I want to talk about with you too.

Look...

... as you know, things are not
looking great for the farm.

Not moving fast enough to

keep up with repayments, so...

What it comes down to is this.

I'm gonna sell the farm.

There, I said it.

You know what? I feel better.

I might have that drink.

You what?

Sell the farm? That's your plan?

I'm just throwing money away
trying to keep it afloat.

We can sell and we'll start again.

You can't sell the fucking farm!

Do you want to keep it down? Yeah?

How many of those have you had?

Then what, you go back to your...

... million-dollar lifestyle in Sydney

- and leave us all homeless?
- That's not how it would work.

- Can you calm down?
- I'm perfectly calm!

All right. All right.

- You two need to leave.
- I haven't finished my beer yet.

- I reckon you've had enough.
- Both of you, out.

Now.

- Go on.
- All right.

Oh God.

- Shit. Hide me. Hide me.
- What?

A stalker's more low-key than this.

- Oh my God.
- Oh my God. OK.

Go, go, go. Ready?
We should take a selfie. Ready?

Woo!

Ivy!

What? Oh, God!

Hayley!

- Hayley!
- Hayley!

- Are you OK?
- Shit!

Come on. Hyah!

- Come on! Hang on, Ivy!
- Ivy!

Shit!

Ivy, pull on the reigns.

I can't, I can't do it!

- Pull on the reigns!
- I can't stop!

Ivy, watch the car!

Hold on, Ivy. I've got
you, I've got you.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

It's all right.

- Hey, give me a hand.
- You OK?

- Yeah.
- You OK?

Hugh! Someone's been hit.

Oh, shit.

Pari. Pari, can you hear me?

She's still breathing. Unresponsive.

- Call an ambulance.
- On it.

Pedestrian versus car, 02 stat 72%.

BP 67 over 40, heartrate 110,

intubated en route, car hit chest,
movement on the right side.

Penny, it's Pari Thompson.

I'm going to scrub up.

OK, I'm going to roll her
on three, two, one.

Yeah, you're right.

No chest sounds.

Looks like Hemopneumothorax.

Chest tube, round the back.

I'm going to make an incision on

the fifth intercostal space.

Inserting chest tube.

02 SATS aren't changing.

Yeah, there's too much blood here.

We're gonna have to crack her
chest open and find the source.

You don't have her history.

Ken! Ken!

Do a search, Mediweb,

for discharge summaries

- for Pari Thompson.
- No medical cards but...

Search for Pari Stavros as well.

Hang on, what did you call her?

Pari Stavros.

That's it, she's on warfarin.

That's why she's bleeding out.

She's got a mechanical heart valve.

- How on earth do you know that?
- Because I put it in.

She doesn't need surgery,

she needs Prothrombinex, 25mg per kilo.

02 SATS are going back up.

Now, before you say anything,
I wanna say something first.

The horses were Hayley's idea.

What's wrong with you?

I just don't know what
to do with you anymore.

I have an idea,

why don't you just give up on me...

... and let me go to Bali
and be with my mother.

Oh, that's how you think this ends?

You piss us off enough,
we give up on you

and just let you go to Bali?

If we give up on you,

you go into foster care.

That's how this ends.

I just thought...

I don't know.

Are you giving up on me?

No.

Of course not.

Sam.

How are you?

Really?

Shit, you work fast.

So, what are they offering?

14 mill?

No, no, I understand.

So, how long have we got
to make a decision?

Oh, I see.

Yes, no, I'll get back to you.

Thanks.

He wants to sell Arcadia!

I mean, he's done a lot of shithead

fuckwit things in his time,

but selling our home?

In fact, why are we even
moving our stuff back inside?

We're just going to have
to move it out anyway.

You still haven't answered my question.

What question?

Why were you off getting drunk
in the middle of the day?

That's your biggest concern
right now, my alcohol intake?

No, my biggest concern is that

while you were off getting drunk,

Ivy redecorated, stole two horses

and nearly killed a woman.

You're the one that wants to foster her.

So, you don't?

No, I don't. OK?

The kid clearly doesn't want to be here.

And five seconds ago,
you were telling me

that you never wanted to have children.

It doesn't make a lot of sense, does it?

You won't have my child,

but you'll take on someone else's.

- Ivy is different.
- Just...

Help me understand.

- You never want to have kids?
- I don't.

Because of the ectopic?

I know it hasn't been easy,

but there are other options.

It's not over.

It is over, Matt.

- You're scared.
- I'm not scared.

I'm OK.

I am never going to have kids
and I can live with that.

Can you?

What if I can't?

Then what, Charlie?

I'm gonna sleep on the couch.

These are for you.

More irises.

Look, Darren.

No, don't worry. They're just...

... apology flowers.

I know I might have come on
a little strong yesterday, so

sorry.

Thanks.

I didn't want to push you into anything

you're not comfortable with,

and if you don't want
to see me, that's fine.

I figure I'll just leave
it to you, and maybe

you change your mind.

Oh, also, I looked up irises.

Turns out they don't
just mean friendship.

What else do they mean?

Hope.

Your upper chest X-Ray looks good,

Hemopneumothorax is resolving.

The transport will be
here in a couple of hours

and then they'll transfer
you to St. Vincents.

Thanks, Penny.

So, what's it been like

having Dr. Knight out here?

It's been...

... an experience.

For both of us.

I like to think that he's
a different person now

than who he was when he was sent here.

We're lucky to have him.

I believe you.

I've seen Dr. Knight in action myself.

It was a long time ago, but...

So, what's the final phase
of his investigation?

That was it.

An interview with the supervisor
Dr. Penny Cartwright.

Oh.

Thanks.

We're OK.

Right?

You and me?

We can go back to
normal, everything's...

Fine.

We want different things.

And if you need to be a father,
I want you to be free

to do whatever you have to do.

I just want things to go back
to the way things were.

I think maybe it's a
little too late for that.

I take it back,

I can be happy without being a dad.

Maybe for the minute.

What about in 20 years?

Well, I'll have you.

I love you.

I love you, Matt.

And I'm so sorry.

But I couldn't live with myself if

I came between you and having children.

And I just hope that one day,

maybe in 20 years,

that you'll realise I did this

because I love you.

Did what?

I'm going to Bali.

You were right about Ivy.

She has a mother,

and I'm going to find her.

I meant to ask how the heart
valve has been treating you.

Oh, he remembers.

Yes, it was seven years ago.

You were a good doctor.

You still are a good doctor.

You passed, by the way.

Uh... thanks.

It was nice meeting you all.

- Goodbye.
- You have a beautiful home.

How are her morphine levels?

Mm. Within legal limits.

I've got some good news,

the agent found a buyer for the farm.

Already?

Wow.

What does this mean?

It means I'm a man of my word.

I'll... get my things together.

Hey, Hugh!

Sam.

Hugh.

Listen, I thought about it

and you can tell the buyer
we accept the offer.

Crack the champagne. Let's get it done.

Yeah, we might need to put
a cork in it for the minute.

What do you mean?

The buyer's pulled out.

They got wind of a tender being lodged

for a cemetery on the property?

A cemetery?

The guy is superstitious and now he

doesn't want anything to do with it.

You can tell him that he's mistaken.

I think I would know if there was

a cemetery being built on my farm.

Plus, I would have to authorise...

Something like that.

I'll get back to you.

I still can't believe what I did.

You've got to let that go now, Hayley.

No one's dead, except
poor old Winston here.

Where shall we put him,
maybe next to Eliza?

No, Eliza's married to Jake,
brother of Stephen.

Oh. It's worse than wedding
table arrangements.

Who wants to wind up next to

a sleazy old uncle for eternity?

What did you have me sign?

A sound business proposal.

What, turning Arcadia into a cemetery?

Hugh, I've got a great plan...

- It's ridiculous.
- I know you're angry

that we didn't tell you
but it was for the best.

For the best? You just lost us a buyer.

What buyer?

A guy was offering us $14 million,

enough to cover the debts

and then some, enough to start
a new life somewhere else.

Well, I don't want a new
life somewhere else.

Well, I do! This was never
supposed to be my life.

I know that... and yet here we are.

I can't believe you went behind my back.

Just like you went behind ours.

The decision has been made.

The farm is being sold
before it drags us all under.

Matt.

Look, about yesterday,
I just want to explain...

Charlie's leaving.

Bali with Ivy.

Oh, well...

She'll be back, right?

I don't know.

I think it's over.

We're over.

Oh, mate.

I want kids, she doesn't.

We've been pretending it's
not a problem between us,

but it is.

Ever since dad died, we've
all been fighting so hard

for everything to stay the same but...

Nothing will ever be the same.

Sell the farm.

_

_

_

Oh! Got some eggs. Yeah.

Daddy really hates
that sign, doesn't he?

You feel better?

No.

I dreamt about him last night, you know.

Who? Sam McGregor,
the real estate agent?

Dad.

We were playing Call of Duty.

He turned to me. He said, "CTW."

- It's code.
- For what?

"Clear the weeds"? "Console the widow"?

Oh, yeah. Very good.

"Celebrate the weekend!"

Though it would be good if you

did some actual work first, though.

He's not happy about any of this.

I know that much.

What about hemp?

Do we grow hemp?

Not yet. But when the price goes up,

we'd be sitting on a fortune.

Right. So we just pull up
whatever it is we do grow,

sow in some hemp, pray for rain,

hope that the price magically
goes through the roof

just in time for our mortgage repayment?

Yeah, you got it.

How is farming even a thing?!

Sorry, Mum. I'm done.

We're selling up.

Oh, please don't.

Is that Penny?

Oh, privacy, please!

So she's, um...

Dating, is she?

Well, why not? She's single and solvent.

Well, give us a look.

Absolutely not.

What is her story?

Penny? What do you mean?

I have a 95% five-star match for her

and I'm not sure she's up for it.

Oh, she's definitely a five-star.

I'm not sure about that hair.

Matt!

Matt!

What the...? Bah!

I've got a buyer coming at 3:00.

Can you tidy up a bit?

What did your last slave die of?

Alcohol poisoning, by the looks of it.

- Have you heard from her?
- Who?

Good man. Soldier on.

Oh.

- Good morning.
- Hugh.

Hugh!

You're poaching my staff again.

I need Mia this morning.

Well, I have a full list and a potential

buyer for the farm this afternoon.

So we all just run around after you?

Well, the sooner I sell,

the sooner I'm gone.

I want her back tomorrow.

You're the boss.

Betty, if you see my mum,
can you tell her I've

changed my mind about
Penny's five-star rating?

There are so many reasons
I'm not gonna do that, Hugh.

You look different. Hair?

New cardigan?

Make-up!

Hey, guys.

- Hey, mate.
- Hey, Daz.

Betty.

Has anyone told you
how amazing you look today?

Seems an oversight
but no-one's used that word.

Darren! Oh, I've got
a great match for you!

A dental hygienist
with a small overbite,

which is strange, given her occupation,

but a great personality.

You can take me off the list, Meryl.

I've found someone.

Through us?

Me. It's me.

Come-clean time. It's me.

We're just taking it easy. Slow, I mean.

- But it's good.
- It's amazing, even.

I've gotta go. I just came to tell

you I might be a bit late tonight.

OK.

Wow! You and Darren.

I know. Uh, sort of conflict.
Crossed the line. But...

Are you sure he's right for you?

- So far.
- He's just so, uh...

And you're so...

What?

Different.

Very different.

But oh... I'm happy for you.

Traitors don't pass.

Let it go. He's won. It's over.

Farming's in our blood, Matt.

And grave-digging, apparently.

At least I'm trying.

Do you know I've never been to London?

Or Germany, for that matter?

No. What's there?

Weissbier, Amber Ale, Pilsner.

Give all this up for a beer?

What exactly is it that you think I've

been doing here all these years, Ajax?

Dad came to me in my dream last night

and he gave me a message.

"CTW."

"Close the way."

I can't help Hugh sell the farm.

"CTW."

Certain tasks will just get done.

Matt!

Matt!

Porter, Stout, Wheat beer,

Brown Ale.

Porter, Stout,

Wheat beer...

Oh. Here she is.

Our five-star client.

95% algorithm match.

It's remarkable.

He's new in town. His name is Raph.

He is a professional, father of one,

he's divorced amicably,

he likes the outdoors
and he's very fit.

He's not bad!

So, do you want to
purchase a date voucher?

Uh, I don't know.

Don't overthink it, Penny.
Just trust the algorithm.

Oh! You're still here!

- Coffee?
- Uh...

Look, I'm kind of slammed this morning.

- Uh, but maybe a drink later on?
- Yeah, sounds good.

- Um, you know where to find me.
- Yeah.

- I'll call you.
- Thank you.

I'm in. For the... five-star.

Uh, Mia, um...

What happens in surgery
stays in surgery.

Always abide by the surgical code.

Harriet.

You're on speaker phone in a
room full of hospital staff.

Hugh, I've met someone.

I'm very happy for you.

Does he have a job?

He knows I can hear him, right?

Hugh, this is Phoenix.

Phoenix, Hugh.

Sorry, mate.

So... do you have a job?

Don't answer him.
It's none of his business.

Where did you two lovebirds meet?

- Pilates.
- No, really.

Pilates it is, then.

Well, this is all great but I
am in the middle of a PTA,

so, um, welcome,

Phoenix and... Good luck.

Actually, I want

Phoenix to be my other birthing partner

and I just wanted to tell you in person.

Right. And is he qualified in any way?

Does he even have a shirt with sleeves?

You know all this aggression?

It's not good for the baby,
so I'm hanging up.

Hormones.

Country Connections have
had a lot of success

doing it the old-fashioned way.

Mmm. No apps.

I know, right? What a relief.

Can I just call you back?

Ajax!

What's with the hose?

I know what 'CTW' means.

What are you doing out here?

Waiting for the buyers.

- I think they're early.
- What?

Aside from the main cemetery
in the front paddock,

we're also going to have
a commemorative garden,

much closer to the homestead.

Simple plaques for the deceased
amongst some flowers,

Should look very peaceful.

Of course, there will be
public access through here.

Council regulations are
quite strict about that.

I'm sorry about this.

There's been some trouble
with the septic tanks.

It'll drain away.

It's usually only this
bad when it rains...

- Ajax!
- .... or on weekends.

Oh!

What are you doing, mate?

I finally know what Dad wanted me to do.

Well, it definitely wasn't this!

No, CTW.

It's 'commence the war'.

It's what I'm gonna do, Hugh.

I'm gonna commence the war.

It...

Hi.

Go to after-school care and wait.

Fruit. No biscuits.

I love you.

- Sorry. It's just my son.
- No, that's alright.

- You must be Raph.
- Yeah. Penny, right?

You're, uh...

Much more beautiful in person.

Oh. Thank you.

But you're not doing your son any

favours with after-school care.

Uh, excuse me?

Well, give him a key and
the freedom to make his

own way home from school.
Builds character.

It's just me.

It makes you a bit more paranoid
about that sort of thing.

Oh, look, I'm a single parent too.

My daughter's making her own way

home from school as we speak.

Is your ex still alive?

Yes, she is. Well and truly.

I'm trying to be mother and father.

Oh. So the kid doesn't have a dad?

Well, that's all the more reason

for you to give him a
chance to grow into a man.

I want a full refund!

At least Tinder's free.

Now, I've had a quick look
at your father's will

and there appears to be no coercion,

mental health issues or dementia.

But perhaps this handwritten
aside is pertinent.

"The Arcadia property,"
legal primaries, etc,

"will pass on to Hugh Knight
as the eldest son.

"Why else would he get it?"

Dad had a sense of humour.

Not advisable on a legal document.

But I might be able to
do something with this.

Leave it with me.

What happened to your solar system?

Nothing.

You might as well tell me who did it,

because we're not going
anywhere until you do.

Fine. It was my bully.
Can we go now?

We certainly can.

Where does this bully live?

Please let me sort
this issue out myself.

I don't want a war.

Just want to get the farm sold as

quickly and painlessly as possible,

before Ajax buries the
whole place in shit.

Well, gotta admire his ingenuity.

He needs to move on. We all do.

If Charlie can do it, so can I.

Might have done you a favour.

Too soon?

- A bit.
- OK.

What do you call two Knights at a bar?

- Uh...
- Sir.

Ah.

Come on, it's my last night.
You could at least pretend!

- Hang on.
- What, you're leaving?

- Why?
- Statistics.

Did you know that there are more

single men per capita in Perth

than anywhere else in Australia?

Thank you, end of mining boom.

April, are you in?

We're having a little
mid-week night of yes.

And before you make up your
mind, I'll have you know

that Kimberly here has a free supply

of pharmaceutical-grade drugs.

Uh, for hangovers.

Eh, you can do better than that.

Perhaps we'll have a dig
around in the samples case.

Yes! That's my girl.

I'm meeting up with friends.

And I'm gonna stick to beer.

Harden up.

You're single. Tequila.

Charlie's gone away?

Permanently, I think.

Oh, Matt, that's not funny.

I'm so sorry.

No, it's good.

At least, it will be when I've drowned

my battered heart in Pale Ale.

This is a bad idea.

You need to be more assertive
when it comes to conflict.

I'm leading by example.

You've got to be kidding me.

How'd you know where I live?

Your kid's been bullying my boy.

No, she hasn't.

- Hi, Tilly.
- Hi, Floyd.

Seem pretty friendly to me.

Maybe she can explain this.

Maybe your son can explain

why he gobbed on my daughter's
T-shirt this afternoon.

Floyd would never 'gob' on anyone.

I did gob on her.

Sorry, Mum.

Well, he'd never do something
like that unprovoked.

Victim-blaming. That's great
feminist modelling for your son.

Treat women with respect, mate, OK?

And treat other people's
property with respect!

- I'm closing the door now.
- Good! I want you to.

'Gobbing'?

Yes, for the yes night. I'm in.

- Alright!
- What about your friends?

Dumped 'em!

Nah. Married with kids.
They need to go home.

As do we. Lucky for us, though,

my very clever younger brother opened

a licenced premises on family land.

- Bit of a sore point.
- Not tonight. Armistice.

Come on! What's the hold-up?

God, I love an impatient woman.

Quickie in the car park?

I can't believe you're leaving.

Just as you've become single.

Joking. Let's get maggoted!

Where's Jimmy?

Oh!

Finally got him to sleep.

I think he's picking up
on his dad's energy.

He keeps raising his little
fist up at me like this.

It's amazing what they know, isn't it?

And Ajax?

Still draining the doo-dahs.

He's not touching Jimmy until

he's completely disinfected.

Should I be worried about him?

He won't stop fighting.

You don't mind that he wants to sell?

I'm heartbroken.

But I'd rather see all
my sons in one piece.

Good luck with that.

Here we go! Eh.

- Mmm.
- Mmm!

- Oh!
- Mmm!

Oh! Awful.

Eugh. That was good.

I might be pregnant this time
next year. Can you imagine?

Oh! You'd be a really good mum.

You know, when I first met you,
I thought, "Uh-oh. Dead eyes."

Oh.

But you're really nice.

- I'm really not.
- Y'are!

- She's not, really.
- Thank you!

Harry.

You made him leave.

Oh, the man-bun left? I'm shocked.

Don't judge people you don't know.

Don't trust people you meet in AA.

At least he's brave enough
to know that he needs help.

Wait, you didn't, did you?

Oh, Harry, really?

You are a strong, independent woman

who's never needed
anyone, especially not

an ex-con with a baby daddy complex.

He's a music producer.

Course he is.

Look, Harry, don't worry.

Hang on a bit longer.
I'll be there soon, OK?

- I'm scared, Hugh.
- So am I.

We can be scared together.

- Oh, hey!
- Aha!

- He's pretty good.
- He's very good.

OK. My turn.

- No, no, no.
- Oh, sorry.

Sorry, big hero. You do it.

- Yeah!
- Yeah-heh-heh!

Oh, let me show you how it's done.

- Ah!
- Yes! You did it!

- Oh, that was a cracker!
- Whoo!

Whoo!

Aah! Oh!

- Oh! Oh, oh, oh!
- Oh! Oh, my leg!

- Shit.
- Is she dead?

- Oh! Oh!
- Here, quick, give me your shirt.

Oh, yeah. Two secs, mate.

You Knight boys know how to
throw one hell of a party.

Oh! Oh, shit.

- This is all my fault.
- It was my gun.

My responsibility.

If anyone asks, I was not there.

Uh, Penny!

Yes, um...

So, uh, there's a clean
entry and exit wound.

We're just waiting on X-rays to arrive.

Pretty sure that it didn't hit the bone.

OK. This is way too many drunk people.

- Everyone out.
- Not Matt.

- Can I stay too?
- No.

- I never get to see anything good.
- Come on, mate.

Why are you always
in the centre of trouble?

What? I saved her life.

Delusional.

Well, her BP's 124 over 70,

her heart rate's 70,

she's as cool as a cucumber.

You are a legend, April.

No, I'm an idiot.

Got carried away.

I'm leaving tomorrow.

Let's see what the X-rays say first, OK?

Stuck with me now, Knighto.

Hugh, what's the difference between

being in love and being in hate?

Well...

Um...

Then I'd probably need some specifics.

I wrote this poem for a girl

but every time I go to give it to her,

I have this irresistible urge
to do something mean,

like spit on her.

Can I read it?

- No way!
- No.

OK, mini-me!

Don't get your PJs in a twist.

OK.

Here's my advice.

Giving a poem to a woman
is a serious business, OK?

Before you do it,

make sure she deserves it...

And you.

Or try ignoring her.

Girls love a bad boy.

I don't think I could do bad boy.

Oh.

I have a bad hit rate with men.

They destroy me.

Or I destroy them.

But you were a drinker then.

Although I'm not perfect.

Punched a cop in the face once.

Yeah, I know.

How?

Well, I looked you up.

Political rally, resisting arrest

and six-month good behaviour bond.

Which I did, the good behaviour thing.

Why did you look me up?
Why didn't you just ask me?

Uh, don't know.

You can ask me anything.

Trust and openness. That's what I want.

Promise me.

If you promise not to
punch me in the face.

Deal.

Hey.

Hey.

Uh, so, um,

how was the five-star date?

I think your mum needs
to check her algorithm.

Oh.

Well, not for you, she doesn't.

I'm not looking, anyway.

It's time to go home now.

See ya, mate.

What if your leg starts bleeding again?

Oh, it's not my first rodeo, Matt.

Literally.

I broke a femur during a tie-down

calf-roping event five years ago.

Compared to that, this is Easy Street.

I'm gonna leave with happy memories

and a really cool scar.

Thank you.

Still up?

It's so hot here, I couldn't sleep.

What's your excuse?

- I've been out with Hugh.
- That's a weird alliance.

Weird times.

I found Ivy's mum.

Coming home?

I thought I'd stay
and make sure she's OK.

It's nice here.

I'm doing a lot of yoga.

Great.

I told Hugh I wanted
him to sell the farm.

Do you?

I don't know.

I did yesterday.

Well, you deserve
only good things, Matt.

Don't...

Make it sound like it's not
already your business.

You look tired.

Yep. I'm gonna go.

God! Mother of...

Mum!

I've been thinking about Ajax's dream.

- Course you have.
- Yeah. 'CTW'.

It's 'cease the war'.

You have to stop it, Hugh.
Our family's breaking apart.

I thought you were on my side!

Will you grow up? It's not a game

of red rover on the back oval!

This is about our family.

Mum, I have to sell.

Fine.

Just do it quickly.

I will not lose my family over this war.

Pull!

- Peace offering.
- I'm listening.

Once the farm sells,

I'll help you set up somewhere
else, smaller, obviously but...

Just you guys.

Thank you. But no.

I've been thinking about my dream. CTW.

It's 'cease the whining'.

Dad was trying to tell me to
stop complaining and move on.

He's going to be an Olympic shooter.

The farm's just holding him back.

That's... brilliant.

And you're genuinely OK
with selling the farm?

Whatever you need.

Oh! You've answered my dreams.

How's the leg?

Oh, woke up this morning,

total tequila blank.

Stood right on it and, slam!

Flat on my arse.

Painkillers?

Oh, Mia came through.

- Hospital grade.
- Oh, good.

Well, sit back and relax,

'cause I'm here to help you pack.

It's good land.

Don't blame Hugh for trying
to get the best price for it.

Do you think he's asking too much?

Oh, not to him.

He told you about the
cemetery approval, right?

We love the idea of the cemetery.

It'd be like a permanent retirement!

Uh, perhaps we should head
over to the homestead.

There's no rush.

Oh, we'd love to see the house.

How much did Hugh pay
you to keep me busy?

Well, you can see just how

established the property is.

Been in the family
for four generations.

You lied to me!

Uh, if you excuse me.

We've been having some problems
with our farmhands lately.

They're fake buyers.
Like I wouldn't notice.

Oh, you've been playing
both sides and you know it.

Yeah, I'm fighting for a good cause.

Listen, I've been taking care of

this family ever since Dad died.

If it wasn't for me, you'd be
off this farm months ago.

Yeah, and now you're
making sure that happens!

- Where's Jimmy?
- Like you care.

Oh! No, no, no.

Ah! Jimmy!

Jimmy!

Jimmy!

I'm so sorry, Jimmy!

Oh, Daddy's so sorry!

It's all alright, mate. He's fine.

It is so not alright!

- Oh, baby, shh.
- He's completely unharmed.

- He still looks scared.
- Shh.

Yeah, I think that's wind.

I left him in the car.

He was in there all on his own.

He's with us now. It's fine.

It's OK.

You endangered our grandson's life.

I'm not the one who left him in the car!

Would you take some responsibility?

You promised that you
would end this war!

I have. I got an offer from that mob

today, BOP Enterprises.

It was a good one. We got a sale.

Well.

So we can stop fighting about it.

Yes. Good.

You're OK?

I don't think I thought
you'd actually do it.

- You told me to.
- I did.

Goodness!

Sold.

Sold.

So she just took off to Bali?

Wasn't much left to say.

I want babies, she doesn't.

We're not gonna change our minds.

She's a fruitcake!

You'd make a great dad,

or at least, I always thought so.

Now you're just being nice.

Evidence.

"Dear Diary, I want to have
Matt Knight's babies."

- Very funny.
- Seriously!

"He's a spunk and he plays
really good footy.

"I wish he asked me
to go round with him."

I hope you know how embarrassing

it is for me to read this to you.

Oh, "But Mark Harris is also
pretty hot. I can't decide."

Not that bit!

Well, you could choose.

You were the cutest girl at school.

I had pigtails and braces.

Totally sexy.

No! You can't read any more!

- I have a patient for you.
- Send them in.

- What's with the face?
- Nothing.

How's it going with that constable?

Those handcuffs coming in handy?

How dare you?

And... yes.

Hey.

I suppose I'm the last
person you want to see.

Fishing accident.

That looks nasty.

Might need to get a
sturgeon to look at it.

Oh, dad joke.

Impressive.

You think I should scale it back a bit.

Oh, I'm just hoping you've ffffinished.

Do you think my daughter
would let me do this myself?

Smart girl.

Why risk an infection?

I actually took her fishing

to talk about how she's
been treating your boy.

How they've been treating each other.

Oh, I think it's more on her part.

Seems like it's a bit of
a schoolyard crush.

Love can be confusing.

Unchecked feelings
bring out strong emotions.

Sorry I jumped down your throat.

You were protecting your kid.

Penny, I would completely understand

if you don't want to but...

- I was wondering...
- I'd love to.

Really?

Make sure you keep the wound clean

and if you need anything,
just let minnow.

Uh...

I'll call you.

Great.

Uh, Raph? It's that way.

Is that the new vet?

It certainly is.

He's very handsome.

I don't think you're alone
in that opinion, Ken.

Fine. I'll pay.

"Mark Harris and Talia Bradshaw

"went first and used tongues.

"Disgusting! I was so glad that

"Matt didn't want to do that..."

Actually, I did.

We thought it was disgusting!

No, you did! I was totally up for it.

Oh, here we go. "Matt
is such a gentleman.

"I know it sounds
old-fashioned but it's true.

"He's the sweetest,
kindest, most handsome,

"much smarter than his brother..."

This is becoming silly now.

So what's the policy on tongues now?

Shut up, Matt.

- Hi!
- Removalists?

Yep.

I'm proud of you, Ajax.

Why?

I lost the war.

I almost lost my son.

I used to leave you in
the car all the time.

We all did.

Hugh's gonna pay for this.

Enough of this stupid war.

This has to stop.

You think this is what Dad wanted?

Remember when you broke your ankle?

And you two played that horrible

game every day for three weeks.

- Call of Duty Roads to Victory.
- Oh, horrible!

But he did that to teach you
about the value of family.

He got pretty good at killing too.

All he ever wanted was
for you boys to be united.

Let Hugh buy you another farm, Ajax.

And build something new for your family.

Why did he have to win?

Because someone always does.

I suppose we should look
at Patty's new client list.

Oh! She's been busy.

Meryl, what were you going to

tell me about Darren yesterday?

Nothing. So long as you're happy.

I think he might be corrupt.

Well, if he is, it's
not a big deal, is it?

Yes! Yes, Meryl!

You have a colourful
past yourself, Betty.

I know. I just...

- Thought he was...
- Perfect.

No-one's perfect.
Why would you want to be?

And I don't want to give him up.

He's beautiful.

And he's kind.

And he does...

Things.

Turn a blind eye.

Forgive him his flaws.

That's 90% of what love is,

living with their flaws.

That's wisdom, Meryl.

I have my moments.

I love it up here this time of day.

Yeah. Dad picked a good spot.

You know, I dream about
this land all the time.

Oh, god. Not you too?

It's in our blood, Hugh.

No matter what happens to it.

I kissed April today.

Best way to move on.

Don't know if I want to.

From this farm, or Charlie.

I'm sorry, mate.

But you already have.

You sold it?

Yep.

Record price.

They're not signed.

- No.
- Second thoughts?

Turns out I couldn't do it on my own.

Have you got a pen?

Been to Germany?

- Just Berlin.
- Is the beer any good?

Delicious.

Listen, you're here in

an observational capacity only.

I'm just the driver.

Don't ruin this for me, Mum.

I'm not gonna gob on you.

You can if you want to.

You can't, actually.

Sorry.

I just want you to know that

I asked my mum for some privacy

but she said anything
I had to say to you,

I should be able to say in front of her.

- Sorry, Tilly.
- I agree that.

- Thanks.
- It's parenting 101.

Guys!

"Roses are red, violets are blue

"I'm really sorry that I gobbed on you."

- It's alright, Floyd.
- Thank you.

There's another verse.

"Your hair is shiny

"You are really cool

"If you were my girlfriend,

"I'd tell the whole school."

Who wants some ice-cream?

- Me!
- Yeah!

This doesn't count as a date, Penny.

No!

We'll definitely do
that without the kids.

- Hey, Hugh.
- Harriet.

- Music producer.
- It's Phoenix.

- He knows.
- I thought you'd gone.

Just needed some time to find
clarity and now I'm back.

Well, good for you.

Harriet, I've sold the farm.

I'll be in Sydney soon.

Well, Phoenix wants to
be at the birth again.

- Righto.
- Why are you being so reasonable?

We made a deal.
We're co-parenting this baby.

- I want to do it right.
- Don't change on me, Hugh.

It's... it's unsettling.

Take it however you like.

We're having a baby.

I'm gonna be a good father.

Wanna make this work.

I'm gonna hang up now, because

my hormones are betraying me.

You're having a baby with Harriet?

When were you gonna tell us?

Oh, mate.

When's she due?

Uh, she's 35 weeks.

I came to accept your offer of help,

like you're this great
dad-slash-brother.

But you don't even want to
be part of this family.

Oh, come on, it's not like that!

It's just complicated, you know?

It's so not, actually!

Ajax, I do care about being your dad.

Hey.

I thought tonight we
could go for a drive

to that new restaurant on the hill.

Expensive!

It's on me.

I'll just be a second.

Betty?

Oh! Hi!

I was just, um...

Sometimes walking backwards is good.

It just changes your
perception on things.

Well, let's go eat some lobster.

OK!

No. God! Damn.

You could just count your money

somewhere else, you know?

- What?
- The bribe in your pocket.

I can't blind-eye it if you
shove it in my face, can I?

It's not a bribe. I won it.

And now you're lying to my face and

I have to blind-eye that as well!

I don't know what you're
talking about, OK?

I won the money on a horse
and I want to take you out

and I want to take you home...

- I'm sorry, Darren.
- But last night...

I can't do this.

If you would just leave.

Pull!

You fought a good fight.

But now it's time I
think we all move on.

What do you think about
moving on, Hailes?

I think we should definitely move on

from things that are holding us back.

Guess what my lawyer's name is.

Catherine Thomasina Walker.

CTW.

She's the one that Dad
was sending me to.

Thought she couldn't find anything.

Not at first,

but there's this thing, um...

"A will is required to provide

"provisions for the maintenance
and support of the family

"and descendants of the deceased persons

"out of the assets
of the deceased's estate.

"Clause 1.4."

That's us and Jimmy.

Till it's all resolved,
everything's on hold.

You hear that, Jimmy?

Hmm? You saved the farm!

The farm's already sold.

Now, here's a question,

can you sell something
you don't actually own?

Are you contesting the will?

Ajax, you're just
delaying the inevitable.

Maybe.

But at least I'm not lying to anyone.

Pull!

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