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Bae, thank fuck. I've been bereft.
I'm such an idiot. I'm better off without him.
I can't really stay.
Yes, you can.
Are you sure?
Yeah, better just to leave her when she's like that.
Alright. Well, how're you feeling?
Yeah, fine. Just got a big bruise. I think it was just a panic attack.
Can you tell Seph that I'll be home tonight?
Tomorrow. Couldn't get a flight.
What, there's no flights? Storms.
Tomorrow then.
Who is that?
Tell him that I'm staying here and I'm looking after you.
Ah... So you heard anything more from your Mum?
No, she's gone AWOL.
That's gotta be a good sign, right? No news?
I met Iris. She wasn't dying. She wasn't even sick.
Look, she could have done it a million other ways.
Yeah, but I made it easy.
That's why there's laws. It's the slippery slope, isn't it?
Look, I told Mum, I can't again.
OK? I'm done.
Yeah, it makes sense that you're spiralling.
Oh, you think?
But you've gotta focus on those people you've helped already.
And will help.
This is bigger than one person.
Kate?
Let's go
I can't.
I'm sorry.
I just... I just hate him.
That's OK.
I love you.
- You run away. - I'll see you later.
Hi.
- Why didn't you answer? - You have to pick up, Mum.
Yes, but there's nothing to report.
You sure?
This paranoia is clearly not good for you.
How is it paranoia? A healthy woman died because of us.
And now I'm stuck in this fucking hotel room.
Darling, breathe. Just breathe.
You know, Iris knew her own mind and you've just got to think of
you know, those Egyptian women who jump into their husband's tombs
or... or, you know, there's this bridge in Scotland
where dogs jump to their death, deliberately...
- Mum? - ..one after the other.
I mean, I know... I know it's not quite the same thing.
Mum. Mum!
My point is... .
I'm sorry. Alright, I had some pot. Sue me.
- Right. Great. Ah... - with my sixteen-year-old son?
- No, no, Oberon's fine. - It's all fine.
We killed her.
- No, we did not. - We absolutely did not.
The autopsy came back with Pentobarbital
in both their bloodstreams.
It's a barbiturate. They call it Nembutal.
Iris never touched a drug in her life.
She wouldn't abide cough syrup. It made her heart race.
This happens more often than you think. People import it.
Have you heard of the Dark Web?
Not Iris.
Well perhaps her husband.
They could barely turn a computer on, let alone...
Dark Web!
I'd like to know how it's being investigated.
It was found in both their bloodstreams.
Murder-suicide is a possibility, but I wouldn't rule out...
- Willie didn't murder Iris. - Iris didn't murder Willie.
From everything, it seems more than likely
that they planned this together.
So then where did they get the drugs?
That's a reasonable question.
And if they were twenty years younger, you'd be asking it.
We are not expendable!
Can... can you think of any connections to any
drug dealers or users? Any way they could access?
No.
Did they take any trips recently?
They haven't left the village in weeks.
Waste of time.
Yeah? Hey, I'm in here!
- I'm not looking. - Eww.
I'm just checking to see that you're alright.
- Yes, I'm fine. - Need me to bring something back?
- No, I'm good. - A threesome, maybe?
There it is. Could you go, please?
- I'll surprise you. - Thank you.
Oh, thank God.
Shit!
OK. No Henry today, eh? Footloose and fancy free?
Pardon?
That's OK. No Henry today?
What's he up to?
Out playing golf with the boys?
OK, here we go. I'm just gonna seal that for you.
Bitch.
Yes, Mary?
Carter? I want you going down the left side of the street.
Are you holding?
The stuff.
No.
Well is anyone in here?
They know what to do.
- Oh, my poppies. - I need to dispose.
Oh damn, damn, damn!
Police! Open up, please.
Don't suppose you can say what it is you're looking for.
Sorry. We won't be long.
No, you're just doing your job.
Hey, Edie.
Shit.
Look, I... I came by to make sure that...
Are you alright?
Why shouldn't I be?
You're shaking.
Oh, piss off, Henry.
I'm getting you a glass of water, alright?
Jeez, Louise. What's happening here?
Oh, good boy.
This is Edie's answering service.
I don't tend to listen do it, so if you'd just...
Oh, shit.
Hazardous storm approaching.
We thank you for your patience and apologize for any inconvenience.
Please check the screens for updated times.
But there's not a cloud in the sky.
The storms are like that.
Actually, I'm a gold member.
I just have to get on that flight.
- Well! - You can get me on?
No, but... you can access the lounge.
It's brand new. Fancy.
So, what kind of raid? I don't know.
Well do you want me to head over there?
No, I want her to answer her fucking phone.
I don't know. I don't know anything. We need to get rid of it...
- Yeah. - Right? All of it.
Alright. Look, I can do that, alright? Tell me where it is.
I'll get rid of the stuff right now.
Hang on.
OK, that's Mum. Um... She says the police have gone.
I'm going to hang up and I'm going to call her, OK?
OK, look I just need to clarify something.
What?
So you trust me with your kid but not the stuff?
No, it's just cleaner if you're not connected, OK?
You're all over everything else. It's fine.
Yeah, well what do you think I'd do with it?
I don't know. I mean...
I know how important it is to you.
I don't know. I mean...
What would you do with it?
Fuck.
Hey, this is Oberon.
Don't leave a message. Just text me.
This is Edie's answering service.
I don't tend to listen to it, so if you text me instead.
Come.
Oh, I'm fine, thanks.
We have a spare seat and champagne.
You have to marry an Arab man.
- She's full of shit. - We need another bottle.
They're the only ones who really know how to treat a woman.
As in really treat her.
Really?
- With sparkles or without? - Oh, not for me, thanks.
No, or me.
Always, always with sparkles.
Forget multiple. Never-ending.
One after another, after another, after another.
He links them up.
Like a daisy chain.
Don't worry, they're up in Caboolture
with the mother-in-law, OK?
Mark hates it there.
Are you hungry? Susan keeps a well-stocked fridge.
It's messed up what he's done to you.
- Correct. - Susan, what are we drinking?
Sauv Blanc. Bless.
- I don't know. - What's that saying?
"The best revenge is not letting someone live"
"rent-free in your head?"
Sorry.
- They need to know who he is. - It's like an act of public good.
Pretty boy.
Hi.
Hey.
You weirdo. What, are you hungry?
I need cardboard.
OK. Um, I think I saw some in the study?
It has to be silver.
I need a lift to the news agency.
What, do you want to go now?
Ideally.
It's closing soon.
Sure, let's go.
He's had a mistress for two years.
I knew exactly when it started.
Her mother was doing chemo and the bastard...
Bastard.
Never marry an Arab man. Never.
Yeah, I'm about to go through all that.
Ooh, no... Ah... cancer.
Bladder. Not a fun one.
Oh. I'm so sorry.
Symptoms are blood in the urine, vertigo... sweats.
But not definitively?
Well, my father died from it.
But couldn't that be a really bad...
- You know, it's weird. - You just know.
My patients always tell me that.
I never believed them but it's true, you do. You do know.
You have help with your kids?
Yeah, that's the key issue, right? I mean, I can't die on them.
That's not fair. I mean, Oberon's going into Year 12 this year
and Chris is such a... fucking...
And yet...
And yet...
I deserve it. I do.
For it to be slow and painful.
I know that's not true.
No, I've done things. I have.
Karma. I mean, do Muslims believe in karma?
Oh, I'm not Muslim. I'm just having a really bad hair day.
It's gonna piss down.
If you have somewhere better to be just...
Nowhere. All in.
Thanks.
Shit, car.
Now, phone. Get it out.
I need to poo. Shit.
It's OK. It's gonna be OK.
He's alone. What the fuck?
Hey!
Jasper?
Mr. Cutler! You pervert!
- Hey! Hey shoosh! Shoosh! - Fuck you!
- Hey, I came back for you. - I came back for you.
- Don't say that! Fuck you. - Shoosh!
- I hate you. - I came back for you.
Oh, hey. Your Mum just landed.
Not staying.
Do you mind? I've gotta get some stuff from my place.
Just go, we're fine.
- Sunscreen kills them fastest. - What?
My worms.
Oberon came home from Nanna's.
Oberon! Get down here!
Mum, I have to talk to you.
OK. Alright, please, just let me go.
Where's Nanna? I have been calling you.
I have been calling both of you.
Did you have a fight with Josh?
Could somebody please get the door?
- Hmm? - Did you have a fight with Josh?
- Is that why you left? - I want to see your project. OK?
You left your wallet and your phone in the taxi, FYI.
Oh, did I?
Well it's been a big few days.
Yeah? I'm sure it has.
You know Oberon, I don't like your tone.
I don't like your tone,
I'm not talking to you when you're like this.
Like what?
You promised, never again.
And not after last time.
Now look at you.
Mum... - You're a child, Oberon.
I don't have to justify myself to you.
Mum.
What? What? What is it?
- He was at your car. - Josh was looking for something.
What you keep in there.
Fuck.
Detective Sharma.
Hello.
Yes, but clearly you think it came from within the village.
That's...
Well, what did you turn up?
You weren't there very long.
- This isn't everything. - Essentials.
I know he's here. The subterfuge isn't necessary.
I won't be laughed at.
Henry isn't here.
He's never going to be here. Henry's a proper pig.
I wouldn't let him in the house.
Come on, let me make you a cup of tea.
Or a glass of whisky.
You know, you've had a shock.
Where are you going?
Oberon, this is stupid!
Go back, Seph! Go home.
Henry was never like this.
I wouldn't be shocked if something had happened to his brain.
- I chose not to notice. - Self-preservation.
Best thing George ever did was die.
It's the best thing that ever happened in my whole life
was him dying.
Where did you get that?
- Oh... um... Iris left it to me. - I got it from her house.
Why were you in her house?
Oh, I was... God, not when they were... No, I went in afterwards.
Um... There was a Post-It with my name on it.
But why would she give anything to you?
You barely knew her from Adam.
She knew I liked it, I don't know.
Just curious, though, the way the two of you
became such close friends so quickly.
Almost as if she was grateful.
Where are you going?
Oberon!
Oberon!
Come back, Oberon!
"FLOATING AWAY" BY FAIRYTALES FOR THE FATHERLESS PLAYS
Do you remember the day...
We climbed up the tall bridge to wait for the chain.
When it got so close we jumped in the lake.
We were there for a moment and floated away.
Dad caught the fever today.
But I've got to see him, I've got to say.
Gave me so much I could never repay...
He was there for a moment and floated away...
Persephone!
Seph!
Child, don't be afraid.
The things we lost were.
Never ours anyway.
They're just here for a moment.
Then floating.
Away.
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