All language subtitles for Double Parked S01E04

- READS: I am blue like the sea.
You are green like the grass.

- I am boring like this book.
(CHUCKLES) Smell my stinky arse.

- 'I accept all the colours
of the world into my heart.'

- Oh God. If you're worried about
your kid being racist,

you should just buy them
Don't Say The N-word by Joy Cowley
and call it a day.

(GENTLE JAZZ MUSIC)

What's that?
- It's been recommended
by quite a few people.

- Oh. Straight people?

- Well, we can adjust it.

- Oh, what? Dad? Mum?

Is that—?
- Do you wanna buy the book?

- Yes, we do. Thank you.
And maybe we can sort out
the gender roles at home.

- Would make our lives a lot easier
if you had a wider, sort of
more diverse range of books.

- Is that EFTPOS today?
- It is, yes. Thank you.

- You seem to have a lot of
books about Spot, don't ya?

Spot Goes Shopping;
Spot Goes To Carnival.

Spot Joins a Conspiracy Forum
on Reddit.

- Spot is a classic.
- Spot's a simp, bruh.

- OK, babe, do you wanna wait
outside, and I'll meet you there
when I'm done?

- Do you want me to search
something up for you?
- Hmm.

Well, I think what we're after
probably doesn't exist. So...

- What are you after?
- Some more inclusive literature,
for a start,

about all types of parents
would be good.

- I can tell my manager
if you're actually serious.
- I am. Yeah.

Tell your manager. We want books not
just about mums and dads, but about
everyone, like us, you know?

Families come in
all shapes and sizes.
- What's the deal with you two?

- And then she said we're 'friends'.
- No, that's not what I said.

I said we're best friends,
because we are.

We're best friends.
- This is weird for you, isn't it?
You're embarrassed by this.

- No, I— that's— No, I'm not.

- Hang on, hang on. Wasn't this guy
a kid? So it's like, who cares?

- I care! I care because this one
is, like, closeting my authentic
self to some bookstore virgin.

- All right, well, first of all,
I don't think he was a virgin.

I reckon he's had sex at
least once, maybe twice.

But secondly...
- Weird to presume.

- ...I just don't think that we need
to share our very private business

with every random person
that we meet.

- I'm with you, Steph. Yeah. Nat,
may just need to calm down just a
little bit.

- Wow. All of this on Pride Month.
Unbelievable.
- It's not Pride Month.

- Every month is Pride month
in this house.

- Yes. You fly that flag, sister.

- Wish I could blame my lack of
patience on being pregnant,

but I honestly think it is
just a horrible year group.
- Nah, well, you get that.

Hey, look, I just wanted
to pop in and have a quick chat
with you about your mat leave.

Oh, sorry. No, hang on, wait.
It's pat leave.

It's paternal leave now, isn't it?
- Um, I think it's just parental.

- Oh. (GIGGLES) God,
all these crazy terms.

Like you said, anyone could be
a mat or a pat these days.

Now, are you gonna
take the 26 weeks?
- Oh, um,

I don't really care.
- Oh, OK.

Well, what's Steph gonna do?
- Oh, Steph? I think she's hellbent
on staying home doing her

lesbian Martha Stewart thing,
making her lesbian casseroles.

- OK, great. We're there today,
are we? That's nice.

Well, look, let's just
tease this out of it.

So Steph's gonna be at home with
the kids, and you're
gonna be here being...?

- Dad?
- Well, not necessarily.

What about working mum?
I mean, that makes sense. Yeah?

- I know about that now, actually.
- (GASPS) Oh my gosh.

- What?
- CHUCKLES: I thought
this might happen.

- What?
- Your maternal instincts
are kicking in.

- Oh, ew, yuck. No, shut up.
- Hey. No, it's nice.
It looks good on you.

It's nice to see you softening up.
- No. Listen, I know my lane,
all right? I am Sporty Spice.

And occasionally,
when I'm around a group of
white girls, I'm Scary Spice.

And I'm never a Posh Spice spitting
out babies in my high heels.

What would you do?

- What, about your personal identity
crisis or your pat leave?

- (CHUCKLES)
- You know what?

I think you need to go with
those mothering instincts.
- Oh, shut up.

- In fact, what I'm thinking about —
I've got a really nice pinny
in a shade of fuchsia.

It'll look really good.
It'll bring out your eyes.
- Leave me alone.

- No, no, it will.
- Fuck up, Jenny.

- Might have to get some highlights!
- Shut up!
- (CACKLES)

- OK, so it is gonna be
$661.12 per week, and then we
just add your salary to that.

- Yeah. And you can work
for up to 64 hours over
the whole paid leave period.

- Why would I do that?
- Because you'll
get more money, right?

Because the repayments
match your ordinary pay.

- (GROANS) How many forms
do I have to fill out?
- I will fill out the forms.

- Yep. Good. I just wanna make sure
that we get all the mum money we're
entitled to, you know?

- Aren't you entitled to more money
if you have triplets?

- Oh my gosh,
that's such a good idea.

Imagine if one of you had twins.
I reckon they'd bend the rules
for that.

- Well, we're not.
We've had scans. No twins.

- Yeah, but you never know.
One could be hiding.

Like, there'll be a baby;
here's your scan.
And then one could just be like...

- Don't even say that? The thought
of it gives me full body shivers.

- So who is going back to work
first? Out of the two of you?

- Nat.
- We haven't really
discussed it yet.

- Ohh. Uh, we've hit a speed bump.

Here we go. (LAUGHS) Here we go.
- We have discussed it — heaps.

- Yeah, I mean,
since the plan change.

I've been thinking
about it a little bit.

- Have you?

Like, really?
- Mm.

- Like, you're being serious?
- Yeah.

- OK. Well, that's probably
a conversation we need to have in
our bedroom with the door closed.

So should we just leave it for now?

- OK, come on! Just one more, OK?
And then it'll be sorted, all right?

It'll work. It'll work, OK?
It'll settle it.

- No, no. No, no, no, no.
We're not doing this.

Lily, we're not doing this.
We are not even entertaining
this as an idea.

- Heads — Steph goes
back to work first.

Tails — Nat does. All right?

Come on!

Whoop! OK.

Oh, it's tails. So it's Nat.
- Oh, well, there we go.
Great. It's sorted.

- Hey, you said
the coin toss was stupid.

- Nat, I thought that we both agreed
this was the plan that suits us best.

You get paid over the holidays;
your work is closer, so you can
come home for lunch.

- And you do steal all those
really cool things from that
sports cupboard.

- Oh yeah, you stole me that
moon hopper for my birthday.
- Why is this such a big deal?

- Um, it is a big deal because
it affects me too.

- Have you ever thought about the
fact that both of your kids could
be total arseholes?

And then you both might
want to go back to work.

- I just do not understand
why you've had this sudden,
huge change of heart?

- My maternal instincts
are blossoming.

- Sorry? Your maternal instincts
are blossoming?

- Yeah, she's evolving
like a Pokemon.
- Yeah! (GROWLS)

- Well, I thought that the plan was
that we play to our strengths.

So I'm on babies and home life,
and you're on kids and
early morning soccer.

- Yeah, but hang on, Steph,
because you're not the only
one having a baby now,

so either of you could be
the one to bring home the bacon.

- And Steph does make more bacon.
- Mate. I'm making Spam from a can.
- (CHUCKLES)

- OK. Yeah. As I said before, this
isn't actually a group decision;
it's an us decision.

So can we please stop
talking about it?

- OK, fair enough. Hands up
who thinks Steph should
go back to work first.

- I'm staying out of this one.
- Ooh.

- Really, Lily?
- The ayes have it.
- Come on, it's democracy.

- Babe, this can't be like the
time you said you wanted to do
martial arts,

bought the crash mat,
used it once, then it went
straight under the house.

- I didn't like what martial arts
brought out in me, Steph.

Look, I am serious.

I am. I'm as serious about this
as I have been about anything.

- OK, so, you're into the idea of
going to a baby sensory class and
joining stay-at-home mum groups?

- Well, not a mums group.
Like, maybe a dads group or like,
butch mums group, you know?

Like, a sporty, butch mums group.
Like, 'Come on, let's sit around,
talk about... Black Ferns.'

- Ugh. OK. Honestly, you two,
at this point,

I think you should just both go
back to work and get a nanny.

- (GROANS)
- OK. (SCOFFS) I think you guys
are seriously underestimating

my ability to rear children.
- I don't know. I've never
seen you rear anything.

- Johnny. I taught the school budgie
how to say, 'Leshgo'.

Now it goes, 'Leshgo! Leshgo!
Leshgo!' when you give it seeds.

- That's pretty mean. Although, Nat,
you do have to admit, Steph is a
lot better around the household.

I mean, she even cleans
my room sometimes.

It's kind of creepy, but it's nice.
- Only the floors.

- Yeah, but I could do it, right?
I mean, I'm the only one that knows
the Wi-Fi password off by heart.

You guys would be
stuffed without that.
- I don't know.

I am actually having a bit of a
change of heart. Johnny does
make a good point, you know?

Like, if you had to pick between
a Nat dinner and a Steph dinner,
it'd be Steph dinner every time.

- Aww. I can cook.
- Ehh, you can barely
manage a roast, babes.

- You know what? I refute that!

I am just as good around the house,
if not better, than the three of you
combined.

- OK. All right, then. Where do
we keep the spare vacuum bags?
- Oh, that's a hard one.

- That's very hard.
I think that's too hard.
- Yeah, I mean,

that's a stupid question.
- No, I think this probably will
solve this between you two. OK?

Picture this — you're at home.
There's two screaming babies.

There's stuff all over the floor,
but the vacuum bags are full.

What are you gonna do?
- We'll find a vacuum bag,
obviously. That's easy.

- From which cupboard?
- Mm.

- (GROANS)
- Yeah! OK. We are doing this.

Pick your cupboard on the count of
three. (CLEARS THROAT) Here we go.

One, two, three.
- (DRUMROLLS)

- Here they are.
- I found my passport!

That's better!
- No, no.

That doesn't count for anything!
- That doesn't count. You lost.

- You lost. You straight up lost.

- And Dad just keeps saying how
it's not up to men to decide how
women manage their own careers.

- (SCOFFS) That's rich.
- Yeah, OK, Mum, please
don't start on that.

- You clearly want to complain
about him. That's why
you've come over here.

- Um, that's not actually why—
- I don't know why you come to
me with all this stuff

if you're gonna be so sensitive
and emotional about it.

You know how I feel about it all.
What more do you want from me?

- I guess now that I am gonna be a
mum, I can't help but want my own
mum around a bit more.

- Stephanie, you're making me
uncomfortable.

Look, if I had my time again,
I never would've had kids in
the first place.

Just complicates everything.
- Wow. Yeah. You really know how
to make me feel so loved, Mum (!)

- Oh, come on.
Obviously, yes, I love you.

I don't regret having you,
but it was all the mums
groups and the playdates.

It was just so... mindless.

You're in this gorgeous
lesbian relationship.

Isn't the whole bonus of that
not to have kids?

- No, I've always
wanted to have kids.
- I blame Mattel for that.

I tried not giving you Barbies,
but you kept getting given them
as birthday presents.

- Probably Barbie who turned me,
if I'm being honest.

Anyway, I can already sense people
at work eyeing up my desk.

- Look, your father's never
going to not have space
for you at the office.

But my two cents is —
staying at home with the babies
all day drove me totally insane.

- I guess maybe I could...
go back part time.

- Exactly.

Now, has Malcolm giving you
the parenting agreement?
- Yeah, he did.

But Johnny's like a brother
to Nat, so we both think
it's probably overkill.

- Oh, come on. You're stupider than
you look if you think Johnny won't
want to be involved.

- Mum, he is family.
- He's Nat's ex-boyfriend,
Stephanie.

There was obviously some kind of
initial spark there. You add
pregnancy hormones to the mix —

who's to say that fire
won't be reignited?

- OK, now you are the one
who's being stupid.

- You've got to have an exit
strategy these days, love.

I'm on your side completely.

But if I were you, I'd want
to protect those babies,

and I certainly would not be
giving up a career like yours.

- Mmm, this is really nice.
What's in it?

- Blood orange tonic
and cucumber soda.

And gin.

(GIGGLES)
- Jesus Christ, Mum.

- Oh, come on. Live a little.
(CHUCKLES) Chin-chin.

- See you, Mia. See you, Millie.
Hey, don't forget your togs
tomorrow, all right?

We've got swimming sports.
Don't roll your eyes.

You love swimming.
You're part fish, remember?

- I am good at your lunches?
- Yeah.

- Mum makes the best sandwiches.
I know that I do.

- I don't care.

I hate your lunches!
Your sandwiches suck!
- Charlie.

- Oi. Oi.

Peanut, stop hitting your sister.

I said stop that, please.
Hey, you— No, you give that back.

It's not your turn. You've had your
turn. Give it back, Pistachio.

Don't make me count—
Do not make me count to three.

One, two...

You give that back, Pistachio.
That is not your Bop It. That
is a Bop It that Mummy— Mama—

Mama... Mummy.

Two and a half...

...Mummy— Mum— Mum bought
that for both of you.

Two and three-quarters... three.

Right, that's it.
Give me the Bop It.

Give it to me or you're
not getting ice cream.

Sh...

Gotcha!

(BRIGHT JAZZY MUSIC)

(GROANS)

(PLOP!)
Oh!

(GROANS)

(GAGS)

(MUSIC CONTINUES)

Mm...

(CLICKS TONGUE, BLOWS RASPBERRY)

- STEPH: Your determination to
prove a point is really paying
off in my favour.

- Oh. When you come home, you
have to say, 'Hi, honey, I'm home.'

And then I'm gonna bat
my eyelids like this.
- (LAUGHS)

Well, I'm not gonna do that.

Oh, I think this might be my car,
so I'll see you soon. Love you.
- Love you.

(BRIGHT MUSIC CONTINUES)

- Oh my God.

Oh my God. Here's fine. Here's fine.

Jesus.

Nat! Nat!

Jesus Christ.

- She's right. She's just over here.
- What happened?

- I'm fine. Everything's fine.
- Oh my God. Are you OK?
- Yes, I'm fine. I'm fine.

Baby's fine.
- You're in shock.

- No, I just wanted to see if this
blanket actually did anything.

Turns out it doesn't.

- OK, why is there a fire truck
in our driveway?
- Look, just relax. It's OK.

It just, um...

I...

The oven caught fire.

- What? What do you mean?
What do you mean? How does
an oven catch on fire?

- I fell asleep.

- You fell asleep?
- When I was cooking.

- You fell asleep while you
were cooking a roast? OK.

How long did you fall asleep for?
- 10, 20 minutes.

- 20 minutes?
- Mm.

- How high did you have the oven?
- Max, whatever that is — 250 or
something, I don't know.

- Max, 250?
You did a roast chicken with 250?
- I was gonna cook it faster.

I was gonna do it fast. Cos I—
- We do see this thing quite
a bit, unfortunately.

- Yeah, of course.

Oh, babe, I'm just so glad you're OK.
- It's OK.

- Really, really common with
pregnant women, actually.

No offence.
- Well, baby brain and all that.

- Yeah. Remember when that whole
house burned down? Family was fine.

His was the Le Creuset
Dutch oven, weirdly.

- Well, see, I brought one
straight after that.
I mean, what an endorsement.

- Yeah. It might pay to leave one of
your partners to do the cooking,

especially with two pregnant women
in the house.

- We are actually together.
Nat is my partner.
- Oh, cool.

- And we're having babies
at the same time together.

- Well, it's a good excuse
to get takeaways.
- Yeah.

- And we are lesbians.
- OK. (CHUCKLES)

- Congratulations.

- Thank you.
- Thank you. We are over the moon.

- Yeah. And did you also catch that
we're lesbians? We are lesbians.

- Right. Well, we're
all done here, so...

- Thank you, officer.

- (CLEARS THROAT)
- We're clear now.

- I've been working on our
'who are we?' speech.

But do you think that was, like,

a little bit much?

- Yeah, I think it was, actually.

- Yeah.

- Bloody lucky, Nat.
- LILY: Oh my God, you guys.

It says here you're supposed to
clean your oven every three months.

- Every three months?
- What?
- What?

- Who cleans their oven every
three months? That is wild.

I would say,
like, once every couple of years
would be kind of, like, average.

- If that.
- See, it was a ticking time bomb.

Could've happened to anyone.

- It was always pretty smoky.
- Yeah, I always thought that

that smoke meant it was
just burning stuff off.
- Same, like a barbecue.

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

(THUD!)

- I have left candles
burning in this house
and forgotten about them, twice.

- You don't have to...
- Once in our room and
once in the living room.

- I think I just have to
accept the fact that I am
not a domestic goddess.

I mean, I...

clearly pull off the look, but, um,

I just don't have the skills,
I don't think.

- Well, I am so sorry

for freaking
out about the fire truck.

It was really unfair of me.

And I'm really sorry if I made you
feel like you had to prove anything.

If you want to stay home, then
of course we will make that work.

And you're gonna be
really amazing at it.

- How was Shelley?

- Cold, disinterested and selfish.
So...

Mm, same old.

She did actually bring up the
parenting agreement with Johnny.

- I don't really wanna talk about
that right now, if that's OK.
- Yeah, yeah, it's fine.

- It's been a big day.
- Yeah.

I think I just had this idea
in my head of

how it was all gonna
look and feel, and...

I just have to let that go.

It's not fair on you.

- Wait, (CLEARS THROAT)

are you saying I'm... right?

Like, I was right? Is that...
- (CHUCKLES)

- Is that what I just heard?
- No, no, it's not, actually.
I'm saying I'm right. But...

there's possibility that
you might have been

just a little bit more right?

- Mm.

I'll take it.

- Wait here a sec.

- Here?
- Yep.

- One sec?
- Two secs.

- One.

- I ordered it from
the Women's Bookshop.

They're not both pregnant,
but they are both gay.

So it's a start.

- Yeah.

It would just help, you know,
if literally anyone had been
through this before.

- I know.

But maybe we are just gonna have
to write that book ourselves.

- I mean, we will,
cos there's two white mums.

- It's wo white.
- Yeah, it's very white.

I mean, you can't have it all,
you know what I mean?
- It was the only one.

Shall I read it to you?
- Yes.

- READS: 'My Mummies.

'This is Sarah.'

- JOHNNY: It's really good.
(CHUCKLES)

- 'Sarah is very lucky.'

- Dinner's ready!
- C-Coming!

'She doesn't just have one mum.

'She has two.'

- LILY: OK. Wow.

- 'Sarah is very happy.'

- Wow.
- Bon appetit.

- 'This is her family.'

- Keep going.
I'm on the edge of my seat.

(GENTLE GUITAR MUSIC)