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And then he started inviting me to lunch.

To this beautiful spot on the rocks.

We started spending a lot of time together.

Annie's dead.

They found her washed up on the rocks.

I think it's good you're seeing Graham.

I think he brings out the best in ya.

You know we're not going around?

I know.

What we do, it's just rooting.

I can't imagine what I'd say if a boy asked me to do it with him.

Yeah, I know.

Gary's not really like that.

Saw you surf in the comp.

You're ace.

You must be Graham.

You must be Ferris.

Ferris, stop!

Stay in the car.

Don't tell Debbie.

Please don't ask me to do that.

Look, sometimes a root is just a root,

and that's all it is.

I hate you.

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Did you get the permission letter?

Yes, you got the 'J' right,

but the rest of the signature is nothing like my mother's.

No, my hand was shaking.

I could tell.

But it worked. I'll be seeing you on Saturday.

Oh, meet me at the boat shed! I can't wait to see you.

And remember, don't tell Gary that I'm coming, OK?

Why are you pausing?

I'm swallowing.

Ugh, I gotta go.

But I'll see you on Saturday!

Yeah!

Advice, please.

Oh, what's up, chicken?

Say you know something that your best friend oughta know

but it's about her boyfriend

and it's guaranteed to upset her.

- Oh, don't get involved. - I haven't finished.

Well, darling, this one is easy.

If there is one thing I have learnt in life,

it's don't get involved, because you always get the blame.

Then someone like Elspeth Flemming

chucks a hammer at your windscr...

Anyway, look.

Whatever it is, you stay out of it.

Martin.

Martin!

- What did you want? - Come see!

- What? - They're reading!

What are you two doing out there?

It's very studious in here, the two of you.

Taking in current events.

It's a thing about how Nat ran over that bloke.

Oh.

I wish he'd died.

Cheryl, that's a terrible thing to say.

I just don't want Nat to get off.

Hope they lock him up forever.

What are you reading, David?

- Cricket. - Excellent.

You know they reckon jail turns you homo?

Enough.

Von?

Hello!

Hello, hello.

Oh, I'm sorry.

No, no, no, no. You stay put.

I'm stoned.

I suppose everything's a bit of a blur.

Mmm?

Do you remember any of what happened to you?

No.

Oh, that's... that's a shame.

Except I remember your husband trying to kill me.

That's a strange thing to say.

Um, I think you might need a bit more rest.

Um... yes. Yes.

Hey.

First of all, Debbie's coming on the weekend

to surprise you for your birthday.

Second of all, we figured out how to get her here

but I've since realised we don't know how to keep it a secret,

so you've gotta keep it a secret and you've gotta act surprised.

Don't you wanna see her?

Yeah.

Don't think I've forgotten that you cheated on her.

And no, before you ask, I haven't told her.

Everything I do is for Debbie.

It's not for you. Is that clear?

Yeah.

Good.

- You should put your desk here. - Huh?

Bad chop suey. You should be facing the door.

- Chop suey? - Yeah.

Where you put the furniture in the room for power and whatnot.

Forget the powers and the whatnot.

The board goes here...

..so I can look at the view.

Well, you're gonna need a fern to balance that out, then.

I didn't realise you were so the expert.

Do you think this is the right idea, darl?

Well, darling, it's the only idea we've got left.

Apart from joining the army.

Hey, thought you might like this.

Bit early for refreshments, isn't it?

Oh, I'm sorry, sir. I'll return at a more convenient time.

No, no, no! Give it here, give it here.

Stop it! You'll spill it!

- Give it here! - Watch out!

I won't spill a drop!

You'll make me spill it! Look out, look out!

No, no, no, no.

Oh, come here, daughter!

- Darling, darling. - Come here!

Give Mother a hug.

- Give Mother a hug. - Oh, we're a sandwich.

Yoo-hoo!

He remembers. He knows it was Ferris chasing him.

I've still got the shakes.

What if he presses charges?

Though I'm not even sure that Ferris did anything wrong.

You're joking.

Why?

I'm sorry. Look, that's not my business.

From his point of view,

I betrayed my husband with another man.

Maybe I'm still betraying him.

And because of me, there's a man

who's lying with his body out of shape

like a bug who's been smashed on a windscreen.

He might never walk again.

I'm... I'm sorry. I'm not laughing at that.

It's just the picture him -

there is something buggy about him.

We had it coming, don't you think?

Darling, don't ask me. I just... I don't know.

We were asking for it. I was.

I've been gallivanting around like a wanton.

It's OK. Now, calm down.

You know what I'd really love to say to Ferris?

I would love to say,

"Yes, I like making love to a man who's not my husband.

"I am a wanton!"

Now, sweetheart, look,

at some point you just have to pick a side

and you've gotta stick to that.

You don't understand anything, do you?

Mum's right.

Shouldn't get involved.

You always get the blame.

Where've you been?

Shops.

You've been gone a long time.

And I also went to Pam's.

Does he remember what happened?

Yes.

Hello.

We're here to see Martin Vickers.

We know Annie Bowen left work just before 5:00 on Thursday.

We're trying to account for her movements

in the hours leading up to her death.

When I left work, she was still there.

I was at home all night.

You had no further contact with her?

No.

And her emotional state that day?

What's a carat?

What?

What's a carat?

Oh. I don't have time for your jokes right now.

I'm asking a true question.

Everybody knows what carrots are.

Oh. No, it's something to do with jewellery.

Oh, carat! Oh, yeah, yeah. Alright.

It's a, um...

Were you aware that she kept a diary?

No.

Mum?

What did you wanna know?

I assume 18's better than 12.

- What? - Carats.

Gold. 18. 18 is better.

18's the best?

No, 24. That's pure gold. That's the best.

Now, can you please go away?

- Can I go out? - Yes.

You never visited her at home?

No.

She mentions you in her diary several times.

There seems to be an implication

you were romantically involved with her.

No.

- No? - No.

Several people from your work suggest it's a possibility.

Ahh!

Here he is! He's finally up!

Here's the birthday boy! My beautiful baby.

It was just after breakfast I went into labour, remember?

- Mmm, absolutely. - Can we have a photo?

- Yeah, I'll get the camera. - I don't want a photo.

I'm making you a cake for tonight.

You'll be home, won't you?

And I wanna get you your birthday money.

Don't let your father see.

He wouldn't like me giving you that much.

Alright.

Come on, Von. Get in with him.

Oh, no! No-one wants pictures of me.

Come on, get in!

I wanted to have a picture of my wonderful men.

Ah!

You just look like strangers.

- Just smile! - Eh?

I'm not gonna be in this photo.

Gary?

Come on, mate.

You will be home later for birthday cake? Gary?

- Just let him go. - Gary.

It's this whole accident thing. It's got him...

Yeah.

You're in her diary?

I don't know anything about what she might have written.

You're the man she was talking about.

The married man at work.

Martin?

She had feelings for me.

But I didn't do anything with her.

Did you want to?

Yes.

But I told her nothing could happen

because I'm a married man and I love my wife.

I didn't do anything wrong and I'd like you to believe me.

Well, that explains it.

I knew there was something you hadn't told me.

And I was right.

They don't think you had anything to do with her death?

No.

Good.

Good.

Now, don't forget,

you've got to be back in time for chapel tomorrow.

I will.

And as always, when you're away from school,

you're representing the school.

But most importantly,

have a wonderful time with your grandfather.

It's never easy saying goodbye.

You'll be in my prayers tonight.

Thank you.

Alright, now. Go.

- Hi. - What are you doing here?

Wanna go down the chicken shop?

No, I'm busy today.

OK.

It's Gary's birthday.

A few of us are going down to the boatshed. You can't come.

I wasn't gonna come.

But... later?

Later what?

The... you know... stuff we do.

We're not doing that anymore. It's over.

Why?

Well, because it was supposed to be scientific.

You proved you couldn't be scientific.

I like you.

That's why we can't do it anymore.

Debbie! Debbie!

I can come!

- What do you mean? Come where? - You know.

I told Mum that you're seeing your grandpa

and she believed me!

Shh!

"Oh, Mum, Debbie's really upset.

"She needs the support."

Now I'm gonna see where you live!

Are you sure?

We're gonna have so much fun!

I'll be back in a jiffy.

Where are you going, darling?

I'm gonna get a fern. You know, for the chop suey.

You dag!

The police called.

Annie had epilepsy.

She was riding her bike home, had a seizure.

She fell into the water.

That's how she drowned.

The whole time we were in counselling,

when I was trying to make things work.

Judy...

All those exercises we did.

Being truthful.

Putting it all together.

Judy, the woman's dead.

She's dead. What does it matter?

I'm gonna put dinner on.

Hooray!

- It worked! - I'm a criminal!

Oh, yeah, but it worked.

You're here! You're really here.

We did it.

We did it, we did it, we did it!

Hi.

Oh, yeah, this is Nancy from school.

- Hi! - Hi. I'm Sue.

Debbie's told me all about you.

Hi, Gary! Happy birthday.

Surprised?

Yeah!

Wow!

We've been planning this for ages.

A plan of deception and forgery.

I was so sure we were gonna get busted.

Turn those lips into a smile and pash.

Maybe not right now.

Oh! You two want some privacy so you can root.

She's joking.

I'm not!

Root?

No.

I'm going to go to the shops.

I'll come too.

Rog!

Roger!

Ah, sorry, mate. Didn't see ya.

What, making out like you don't know me?

Jeez, anyone'd think I'd run someone over.

Mate!

Alright, alright. Bad joke.

The bloke may never walk again.

It's a bad business if you ask me.

Do you reckon I should feel guilty?

- Well, don't ya? - Yeah, I do.

But I'll tell ya what - fucking hell, I feel lucky.

- You feel lucky? - Yeah.

Graham's scratched. No longer a threat.

Some other drunk arsehole ran him over, not me.

I got my wife back.

Mate, I'm the luckiest bastard on earth!

Jeez... what are you like?

Come on, I'm rooted. Give me a lift.

Watch out for that bloody fern.

Oh. Oh, dear!

Judy?

Judy?

- Where's your mother? - You're supposed to knock.

- Do you know where she is? - I dunno.

What are you doing?

I'd like some privacy, please.

What are you doing?

This.

This was about her.

What?

You were thinking about her.

No, I wasn't.

Yes, you were.

Admit it.

When Debbie showed me that incredible letter you wrote

pretending to be Debbie's mum -

"I give my daughter permission..."

Yeah.

So exciting!

I would never do anything like this, and now I've done it.

So, you got a boyfriend?

Not exactly.

Oh.

What does that mean?

Well, Debbie wouldn't have told you because we're best friends,

but I'm sort of using a boy for, uh... sexual experimentation.

Aren't you worried about your reputation?

Sue?

Come on.

Let me give you a smiley. Don't be a chicken.

Are you right?

I'm a little bit shy around people I don't know.

You can't leave her with me all night.

What's with Gary? He's been acting really strange.

Has he said anything?

No.

Ah!

It didn't hurt that much.

That guy's a psycho!

Oh, she's an idiot.

Debbie, I wanna leave.

You said you wanted to come.

He's not coming.

I should put it in a container. I have some Tupperware.

Or... we could eat it.

Just us.

Touch the bottom, you have to say who your boyfriend is.

Hey.

Hey, hey, hey, hey.

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

Hey, it's alright. OK?

It's alright.

I give myself permission to cry.

I give myself permission to cry.

Oi, slag. Aren't you meant to be in jail?

Parole.

- Who's she? - Oh, that's Nancy.

She goes to my school.

Debbie Vickers, you moll!

She's not here.

Clearly she is.

As far as you're concerned, she's not.

If you tell my mum and dad I'm here,

I'll tell them you had an abortion.

They already know.

Told them myself.

- That's my bracelet! - Yeah.

Don't go through my things.

There is not one thing in your room

that I haven't opened, tried on or read.

Ev-er-y-thing.

Oi. Oi!

Are you a lezzo?

Pardon?

Are... you... a... lezzo?

Rack off, Vicki.

Can you count to two?

Hey, how about four?

The new baby porpoise,

not quite a metre in length, is fine

and its mother is also well.

Hec Goodall is gaining a big reputation

for his work with marine animals,

and the latest birth follows

only 13 months since Dolly was born at the pool.

But what makes this birth so much more important

is that the mother, Buttons, was the first the first dolphin

to be reared in captivity on a milk bottle.

Have another drink.

My face is numb!

What a scrubber.

Nah, she's not a scrubber. She's just fresh.

- Where are you from? - Deniliquin.

This small town. You don't know it.

Yeah! My grandma lives in Jerilderie.

My cousins are from Jerilderie.

My aunt and uncle grow tomatoes.

Yeah? I love tomatoes!

Have you ever eaten rabbit?

Yes!

We should go for a walk.

Hey, Nance, come here a sec.

He's so nice!

Do you wanna get dragged off

and rooted in the back of a panel van?

- What? - Stay away from him.

Debbie!

- What? - The lobster.

Hah!

You smell different.

Do I? How?

Just different.

God, I've spent so much time thinking about being with you.

This is more than...

What?

I don't know, everything!

Just... the way you smell, and your arms around me, and...

I don't ever wanna be anywhere else.

Where's Debbie gone? And Gary?

I can't see either of them.

Are you real? Is she real?

They've gone to work through a jar of Vaso.

What do you mean?

You know, gone for a tear.

No, I don't think so.

You don't understand what it is between them.

- Oh? - It's beautiful.

Debbie and Gary are gonna wait till they're married

before they have sex.

Nothing against you, but Debbie is nothing like you.

So, they're getting married, are they?

Me and Debbie have planned the whole thing.

We've even drawn the dress!

So, what, are you frigid?

You're waiting till you're married?

Huh?

So, when are you getting married?

What?

You planned the dress, apparently.

When's the wedding? Am I even invited?

You don't understand.

It's just Nancy. We just talk about that shit.

I'm sick of all this lying.

What?

Do you have something to tell Debbie?

What's going on?

The man you're marrying has done something.

He rooted someone else.

Deb...

..it was nothing.

I missed you.

You knew?

Well, what was I supposed to do?

You were supposed to tell me!

All you think about is yourself.

You never think about me.

It wasn't me, it was him!

My mum was right about you.

This is bullshit.

I'm sorry.

Deb.

Woody. Woody.

- What do you want? - Does it open?

What do you want?

Let us in.

Hey, no.

She's completely out of it!

Where's Nancy?

- Can't have gone far. - What?

There's only so far you can go on your back.

Come on, mate. You can't even get her pants off.

Piss off!

Bruce, get off!

Nancy! Nancy, wake up.

She said yes!

Piss off, Bruce! Get out!

Nancy! Nance.

Nancy, come on, wake up.

Wake up, we're going.

What was that?

I don't know.

I think... Did you just...

Do I keep going?

If you want.

Hang on one sec.

Everything OK?

Yeah.

I know you've been drinking.

I don't wanna know what else.

- I'm sorry, Judy. - No, Cheryl.

There are rules. We agreed.

You've forced my hand.

I think you're gonna have to pack your things.

No!

I really am sorry. I would have been home on time, honest.

But... I was looking after Debbie.

Debbie?

My Debbie?

Yeah. I couldn't get her to come home with me.

She's at the boatshed.

Wh...

She's not even...

She's a real mess.

Martin!

Martin!

Martin!

Hi.

Did you get let out?

Are you staying?

Debbie's here.

- I'm David. - Hi, David.

- What's your name? - Shut up, David.

Her name's slut.

Hey, does she, um... Does she want breakfast?

No!