All language subtitles for 800 Words s02e15.eng

- Good evening, one and all.
- It's morning, Uncle Terry.

I'm opening
a fine dining experience.

Kai Nui will bring people, wealth,
and opportunity to Weld,

and I want you to get on board.

I'm not here to cause trouble.

You never are, but that doesn't stop
the inevitable, does it?

I'm on the war path.
What's he done now?

He's poached Hannah!
Yes!

SHAY: Long story short,
we're doing the grunt work for him.

Yeah, but isn't that also fraud?

So, we're over, then -
over some stupid paintings?

I want kids.
Do you want to have kids with me?

Is this us... Are we...

TERRY: Look, we had a labour
shortage and we solved the problem.

I don't want Arlo turning into you.

Your son will not be harmed
in the making of this triumph.

I hope you're happy now that
you've got everyone's hopes up -

before you abandon them.

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GEORGE: (VOICEOVER) It doesn't happen
all at once,

till suddenly, over time, you start
to realise, to see things.

George.
Hey, Tom.

Apparently if you can afford to eat
at our flash new restaurant,

you can also park wherever you like.

(LAUGHS) Yeah, apparently.

Oh, you wouldn't mind taking
a quick pic, would you?

GEORGE: (VOICEOVER) A bunch of things
you never noticed before,

that, when you put them together,

change the very nature
of where you call home.

All of which leads to the question,

what are you meant to do
when you realise the place you live,

the town that you love,

that you actually don't love it
as much as you used to?

Hi! I just...

JAN: (PHONE) Hi. You've called Jan.
Please leave me a message.

Hi.

Look, this might sound odd, but was
that you in Weld, in Big Mac's car?

I was out jogging
and I think I saw you.

It could be lack of oxygen -
either that, or I'm going mad -

but anyway, call me.

Hey. How was your run?
Shall I call a doctor?

Very funny. What's up with the great
work on the Super Store wall?

You ever gonna finish it?

Talk to Ike.
Nothing to do with me, OK?

Loud and clear.

Arlo emerged yet?

You mean you didn't hear him
come home last night?

No. Why?

It was just after 2:00.

But the agreement was not
after midnight on a school night.

Oh, no!
Teenager ignores parental command.

Alert the media!

No, wait - in this town, that's you.

Come on, Arlo. School.

Breakfast. School.
ARLO: Oh, Dad, get out!

Hi, Mr T.
Lindsay.

Busted.

OK, yes, Dad, Lindsay,
but, no, not busted,

because nothing happened, yeah?

She just crashed after work
and that's all.

Right. That old one.

It went super late at the restaurant
and your place is closer,

so it was a no-brainer, really.

Mm-hm.

Shay, not helping.
No, not helping at all.

Does your father know you're here?

I can text him if you want.
If you would be so kind.

It was a really great night
at the restaurant.

You still have school.
Is it a school day?

Yes, Lindsay. School being
a Monday-to-Friday thing.

It doesn't matter.
We have food tech first.

And the others were still there when
we left, so they'll be super late.

We leave in ten.

(PHONE RINGS)

Thanks, Mr T. You're amazing.
Yeah, thanks, Dad.

Have a good day, love.

Bill.
Hey, George.

Very kind of you
to bring Lindsay her bag.

Ahh, she got lucky.

I'm only here 'cause the gym dunnies
are backed up again.

You should write about that
in your paper.

I'll keep it in mind.

Does this mean
she's moved back in with you?

No! No, no, that was a one-off.

Oh. I quite like it
just being me and the boy.

Much quieter around the house.
Yeah.

Him in his room doing boy things.

No, well, that won't happen again.
Oh. Never mind.

Bill, are you at all concerned

how late these kids are working
on a school night?

No. Why would I be?

Well, it might affect
their schoolwork, that's all.

Turner, this IS my kids' schoolwork.

Jared's found something
he can actually do

and Lindsay's been raking it in
in tips, so she's well happy.

In fact, you're the only one
who isn't, as far as I can tell.

Happy, that is.

Well, I just want my boy to have
a good education, that's all.

What - by studying
the novels of Wordsworth?

(LAUGHS) Good one, Turner.
I'll catch you round.

I'm worried, that's all.

I get that, George,
and you have been for a while.

That was about my brother.

This is about my son
and the other kids that work there.

I mean, Arlo came home at I don't
know what time on a school night.

Yes, which is not ideal.
No, it's not.

Which is why we're looking
at rescheduling classes

for those working at the restaurant

so they start school
later in the day.

What - you'd rather change what
happens here than what goes on there?

For this group of students, yes.

The numpties? I'm sorry
if that's an offensive term.

Oh, no, not anymore.

To be a numpty is very cool now
at Weld District High.

You can't seriously think what's
going on here is good, can you?

Let me clue you in, George.

Do you know how many Gateway
students were absent this morning?

Quite a few, I presume.
Not one.

We've had perfect numpty attendance
since the partnership launched.

I mean, sure, they arrived late,

but they are, for once in their
lives, proud to be at school.

Meanwhile, we're front page of
the Ministry's regional newsletter.

Stafford High -
the girls one and the boys one -

are sending staff
to see the program in action,

and there's even talk
we might end up on the TV news.

Yeah, I can see
how it's good for PR...

For a school like ours, absolutely!

In fact, the only media
not lining up to do a story

is the one you're editor of.

That's not the point.
It's OK, George.

I get that there's negative feelings
with your brother,

especially after he punched you
at the opening.

That's also not the point,
and not unusual for him.

Well, then,
why not show us some love

and write about these kids
I'm so proud of?

One of whom happens to be your son.

Oh, I am acutely aware of that.

Numpties rule, George.

SHAY: Hey.
Hey.

So, we have a problem?
We do.

Is this a Rae problem?

No. I haven't heard from her.

Maybe she was drunk.
Sorry?

There was heaps of champagne at
the opening. Maybe she's forgotten.

Buying a 25,000 painting?
It could happen.

So, if this isn't a Rae problem...

Yet.

..then what IS the problem?

Check out what was deposited
into my bank account last night.

Whoa!
It's from Dennis.

Our share of the proceeds
from the Vienna show.

Dennis is clearly
going off in Austria.

Clearly.

And how is this a problem for us?

Maybe it isn't for you,
but it is for me.

Oh, Katie, don't go down this road.

This was meant to be
about helping out a friend.

Which we so did.

Not about making a fortune
selling bogus works of art!

Getting paid for it
doesn't necessarily make it bogus,

and if everyone who bought a painting
is happy with their painting,

then... why should we miss out?

Earning a fortune
selling Dennis knock-offs...

..I feel dirty.

Which is why
I'm giving my half back.

The other half is yours.
You can do what you like with it.

Which one? I don't want
to seem too happy in my work.

That one.

Look, George, we're talking Weld
when it's normally dead,

when any sort of business
is gold for a town like ours,

not to mention the training
opportunities for those kids.

Things like this
just don't happen around here.

Yeah, yeah, I know.

Someone from this paper
needs to write the story

of the triumph of the numpties,

and if you don't want to do it,
I will.

Yeah, look, I know what you mean,
but... this morning I'm out running,

and you're towing the sort of car
that you don't usually see here.

And loving it, just quietly.

And I run past the restaurant

and I see Terry stumbling out,
clearly off his nut,

having pulled an all-nighter
with Hannah and Robbie,

and I think to myself...

Robbie McNamara.
Yes, getting into the car.

Meanwhile, I'm thinking,
"Is this us? Is this Weld?"

People staying up all night?
No.

Well, yes, in terms of
how they're doing it -

fuelled by god knows what,
knowing my brother.

What time was this exactly?
Just after I saw you.

Right. If you'll excuse me.

It was an image -
part of a bigger picture

about what my brother's restaurant
is doing to this town.

A moral malaise?

Yes, Gloria. Something like that.

GEORGE: (VOICEOVER) Of course,
when it comes to these matters,

the problem is there's nothing
tangible to go on.

Everything looks much the same,

but there is, for want
of a much, much better word,

something different about the vibe,

and if you start talking
about the vibe...

People look at you like you're mad.

Tom.
Big Mac.

What can I do for you?

I need a word with Robbie.

This is bollocks, man.

Not at all, Mr McNamara.

Just making sure
we're all on the same page

when it comes
to our parole conditions,

especially the part
about you being clean and sober.

Is it even legal to breathalyse
a man in his own home?

Yes, it is.
It's not even lunchtime!

What on earth makes you think he'd
be drunk at this time of the day?

Let's just say there was a sighting,

where there seemed
to be alcohol involved.

Turner.

I'm... I'm not at liberty
to divulge my source.

You don't have to. Go on, then.
Hand over your bloody machine.

You need to blow until it beeps.
Yeah, I know, mate.

I've done it before.
Sure you have.

WOMAN: Bill?

You never saw me.

(BREATHALYSER BEEPS)

See? As the sober one,
I was the designated driver.

Something you should be applauding,
not persecuting.

In case there's any other loopholes
you wanna try and do me on,

I was at my place of work all night,

and then I did my civic duty

by driving home those
who were incapable of driving,

after which I returned to
my appointed place of residence,

as per my parole conditions.

Are we done?

So, you were at the restaurant
all night, were you?

My son has been making the most
of his second chance

and doing great things
for this town,

and this suspicion
is the way you repay him?

Alright, Dad, I got this.

Look, it was a huge night, and
we didn't wrap till around two-ish,

and then there were
the celebrations.

Celebrations of what?

The great news, of course.
Haven't you heard?

You look terrible, by the way.

Well, I haven't actually
been to bed yet.

Well, I have,
but I haven't been to sleep.

I don't need to know.
You want some lunch?

Mmm, no, I couldn't
face food right now,

but I wanted you
to be the first to know -

well, the first one who wasn't
actually there at the time.

Know what?

That you have a wire cork cage
stuck to your finger?

It's called a muselet.

Oh, that's right -
you work in a classy restaurant now.

It's my engagement ring!

Wow!
Yeah, wow!

And this was given to you by...?

By some random fat rich guy
I met last night.

By Terry! Who do you think?
Wow.

You said that.

What - he couldn't run
to an actual ring?

I think it's kind of romantic,
a one-off,

and it was kind of...
a spontaneous thing.

MEN: Do it! Do it! Do it! Do it!

You seriously think
that I'm not gonna do it?

I don't think you've got the guts.

Alright, then.

Will you, the lovely Hannah,
the sexiest woman in Weld,

make me, the sexiest man
in my family, the happiest man alive

if I promise to make you
the happiest woman alive?

No.
You have to say the actual words.

Hannah, will you marry me?

Yes, Terry, I will.

(CHEERING)

That is actually quite romantic.

That's what I thought at the time.

And now, given that
you're relatively sober...?

I still do.
So, do I get a hug or not?

GEORGE: (VOICEOVER) The worst bit
is knowing something is wrong

and seeing it affect
the ones you care about.

And feeling like you can't do
a damned thing to stop it.

Unfortunately,
the photographer had gone

before he could get a shot of you
with your bloody nose.

Oh, and with your Scottish heritage,

is it 'numpty' with a 'Y'
or 'numptie' with an I-E?

'Y' singular, I-E plural.
Oh.

Well, that was interesting.
What was, petal?

Just been up to the McNamara place.

I've asked you not to call me
'petal' when I'm in uniform.

Sorry, my love god.

It...

It was interesting on three fronts.

First, Robbie McNamara
may be under the impression

that you dobbed him in this morning.

Well, how...

Second, they were
at the restaurant all night

because they were celebrating
the engagement.

The Hannah engagement to...
Terry

That was quick.
Not by Terry's standards.

Seriously.
He has form.

What was the third thing?

You don't want to spend more time
digesting the second thing?

I'll deal with that later.

There was a guest
at the McNamara place.

Jan?

Are you psychic or something?

I saw her in the car
when I was out running this morning.

You had an eventful run.

Did she say why she was here?
No.

In fact, she seemed keen
that no-one know she was here.

WOODY: What happened
to the woman I know

who said that she would rather have
her legs ripped off by a tiger shark

than get married?

HANNAH: OK, yeah, I did say that.

Yeah, and what about the woman
who said that waves are like men -

you gotta ride as many as you can,

'cause there's no such thing
as a perfect wave,

just like there's no such thing
as a perfect man?

OK, I get the point, Woody.
Hey, I'm just asking!

OK, shut it, Woody!

She met a guy she really likes.
That's all.

OK. That's all I need to hear.

And in that case,
happy bloody engagement!

(WOODY AND HANNAH WHOOP)

Jeez!

See, first they turn up
in their flash off-road vehicles

that have never been off-road
in their lives, and now this?

I mean, what's next?

Probably hovercrafts.

Oh, he's coming to us.

Oh, excuse me!
G'day.

Is this Weld?
No.

Oh! The pilot said it was.

Yeah, nah, this is Parata Bay, mate.

Weld is the town near Parata Bay,
but not actually at Parata Bay.

So, it's near here?

Yeah, five minutes that way.

Well, less by helicopter,
but yours has taken off.

Um... I need to get to Weld.

Yeah, well,
you're in the general vicinity.

Oh, that won't work here, mate.

No, not unless
it's one of those freakish days

in which, you know, it does?

Yeah. Yeah, you have to get to Weld.

Better reception there - well...
Sometimes.

Um, I'm looking for someone.

Oh, yeah. Who?

Her name's Jan.

Oh! There's no Jan here.

Oh, yeah, there used to be,
but she's back in Sydney now.

Oh, that's her!
What - magazine Jan?

Yes.
Mate, you need to look in Sydney.

No. No, no, she's here.

She booked a ticket to New Zealand.
I followed her.

In the helicopter?

No.

No, I chartered the chopper
in Auckland to fly to Weld,

which is where she said
she was going.

So, Jan's back, eh?

She's a nice lady, Jan.
Yeah.

Yeah.

So, why did you follow her
in a helicopter?

Well, be...

Because I love her.

OK.

That was slightly unusual.

Eh.

So, father of the bride, huh?

Yeah, never thought
I'd see that day roll around.

I'm sorry you had to hear it from me.

She probably reckoned
I'd find out anyhow.

Like father, like daughter.

You and George
will be related by marriage.

Is it too early for a drink?

G'day. Is Weld one of those towns
where everyone knows everyone else?

You could say that.

I'm looking for a woman called Jan.

Oh, Jan doesn't live here anymore.

The only Jan we know
lives in Sydney.

Yeah, that's her, that's her.

Australian woman.
Very pregnant with my twins.

Your twins?
Yeah.

Do you know where I can find her?

I think you'll find
they're my twins, mate.

And she's in Sydney.

Your twins?
Yeah. Are you Steve?

Yeah,
and you're obviously not George.

You must be this Zac fella.

Table for two, thanks, Fiona.

Just anywhere you like, thanks, Tom.

Yeah, so, if Jan were here,
I'd know about it.

She is here, mate. Trust me.
Maybe she's with George.

Can you tell me
where I can find him?

Are you after Jan, are you?
Third leg in the daddy trifecta.

Have you seen her?

In a manner.

Oh, was that this morning
when you were up at Big Mac's?

Was that supposed to be a secret?
Yes.

You need me to stay?

Oh, no. I'm sure George
is safe enough for the moment.

I was thinking more about you,
actually.

Oh! I'm good, thanks, Bill.

So...
So, what's the story?

You, here, Big Mac?

I needed to get out of Sydney.
Why?

Things were going pear-shaped,

which is ironic,
given that I am pear-shaped.

Pear-shaped? In what way?
Not important.

I just needed to get away.
To Weld?

"Frying pan" and 'fire'
are words that spring to mind.

This was the last place
I remember feeling happy,

before we mucked that up,

and, well,
I needed to feel happy again.

Mac and I had stayed in touch,

and he offered to put me up
and let me sort myself out.

(COUGHING)

Unfortunately, inevitably,
word of your arrival has spread.

Oh, for goodness sake!
What are you doing here?

What do you think I'm doing here?
I'm here for you.

I told you to go home to your wife.
And I told you I love you.

And what did I do
right after you said that?

Well, you... got on a plane
and left the country.

Did you not get the message in that?

You have a pregnant wife.
Go be with her.

No, uh, Taylor told me that the kid
might not actually be mine.

Oh, you're making that up!
No, no, no, true.

As I'm walking out the door
to go to the airport to come here,

she suddenly drops
into the conversation

that she's been shagging
some banker.

George, Steve.

Have we actually met?

Yeah, we met at some function.

I love your column, by the way.

No, no, no, don't you go
getting all matey-matey on me!

You get on a plane
and go back to your wife,

and you... well, you can just go too.

Don't turn on me. I just came to say
g'day, see if you needed anything.

Jan is being very well looked after,
thanks, Zac.

What he said.

And I think maybe
this influx of fathers

is rather more than
Jan needs right now.

She's very tired, she had an early
start, and she needs to rest.

So, if you wouldn't all mind
just sodding off

until such time as she actually
wants to talk to you.

Yeah, now would be good.

Oh, I'm staying in Weld until
you realise how much I love you.

Yeah, and I'm staying
because I live here.

Wait! Why doesn't he have to leave?

He does.
What? I'm just talking to Jan.

Oh, George, please just go!

Yeah, George. One out, all out.

Jan looks good!

Pregnancy really suits
some women, eh?

Is there a motel near here?

Oh, you don't want
to stay at the motel, mate.

Seriously, you do not.

(SIGHS) You can crash at mine.
Really?

Yeah. I got heaps of room.

Well, that's kind of you,
given the circumstances.

BIG MAC: George!

Just George. It's not about Jan.

You remember my friend Rae?
Yeah, course I do.

She's a bit of an art lover.

Took a liking
to one of Dennis's works,

the one hanging up at Kai Nui.

Anyway, after a glass or three,
she bought the damn thing.

OK.

No, it's not, because Rae being Rae,

she got her art bloke,
some city dealer, to take a squiz,

especially seeing as it's unsigned,

and anyway, this art bloke is
dubious whether it's the real thing.

And...?

Yeah, well, it's Shay
who sold her the painting.

I just thought you should know -
before things get messy.

OK, well, I will add Shay to the list
of people I need to talk to.

Thank you.
OK.

GEORGE: (VOICEOVER)
Even though it feels

like you're trying
to hold back the tide,

you can't just sit back
and let this malady take hold.

As far as I can figure it,

there are three courses
of action open to you.

To try to undo the bad
through reason and logic.

Come in, my future brother-in-law.

Yeah, yeah, I suppose that's true.

So, are you here to congratulate me?

Yeah, sorry, sorry. Of course.
Congratulations.

You think I'm bonkers.
Absolutely.

Is he here?

Popped over
to the Stafford Farmers Market.

Something about ponderosa lemons
for a dressing.

Yeah, sounds like him.

So, is this the bit
where you try to talk me out of it?

No, not at all.

'Cause Terry said you would.

Did he also tell you about his
shocking reputation with women?

And I have a shocking
reputation with men,

so we're the perfect match.

You think I can't handle myself
when it comes to Terry.

No, no. If anyone can
keep up with him, it's you.

I'm a big girl, George.

No, I didn't plan for this
or even see it coming,

but it did, and I am really happy
for the first time in a long time.

It's amazing what
falling madly in love can do.

You know the feeling, right?
Yeah, I do. I was very lucky.

Then why would you want
to deny me that?

Why would you want to deny
your brother that?

Don't you believe in fairy tales?

I want to, but I know how good Terry
is at this part of the fairy tale.

It's the "happily ever after"
he has a problem with.

Lighten up, George.
I'm good. We're good.

You should be good too. Coffee?

GEORGE: (VOICEOVER)
The problem with diplomacy,

as I've written in the past,

is that it appeals to the head
and not to the heart.

The heart believes in fairy tales.

Strike one.

Oh! George.
Hi. It's very quiet.

It's about right for this time
of year. How can I help you?

Is Shay here?
No!

She was here this morning.
I've got no idea where she is now.

Can I help you with something?

Yeah, there's a painting,
apparently, at the restaurant.

Mm-hm. What about it?

Has Big Mac spoken to you about that?
No. Why would he?

Because his girlfriend,
who bought it,

now doesn't think it's real,

and it was Shay who sold it to her.

Yes?

According to Shay, it was more that

Bill Jr sold it on her behalf
before she could stop him.

But is it fake or not?

You know, you'd think that
would be an easy question to answer.

Try me.

It's a long story.

Well, I have time, and so do you,
by the looks of things.

Course of action number two.

Forget all about diplomacy and try
to tackle the problem head on.

Do whatever it takes
to turn the tide.

Hey.

So, have you decided yet?

Decided what?

What to do
with your half of the money.

(SIGHS) You've spoken to Katie.

And then there's the 25,000
from the one at the restaurant.

Katie said you could have
all that if you want,

which is a lot of money
for someone your age.

OK, before you join the choir
on the moral high ground...

That would be the choir of Ike,
which is why you broke up with him?

The sort of thing
Katie and I have been doing

is relatively common in the art...

Don't... Don't.

You do not need
to give me that speech.

Katie already did that.

Are you gonna give Rae
and her art guy that speech?

Sorry?

The art guy that Rae
had look at the painting,

the one who pronounced it a fake,

are you gonna give him
the Andy Warhol speech?

Because I'm pretty sure
he'd know all about that

and where the whole factory art thing
ends and fraud begins.

You know the most disappointing thing
about all this?

Oh, sorry.
It's OK.

OK. I'm just off to work.
When can we expect you home?

I don't know - when work finishes.

You left me in the dark.

I was happy, thinking you'd found
something you wanted to do.

And I had.

That was the thing, Dad -
I loved it.

So, you can save the lecture.

No, no lectures.

The parental guidebook
doesn't cover things like this.

I just want to help you, Shay,
but I have no idea how.

Well, you don't have to.

I need to sort this out.

Yeah, YOU do.

I'm sorry, Dad.

What are you apologising to me for?

For being such a disappointment.

No... you are never that.

What you've done here, yeah,
but never you.

I just worry, Shay,
when you make choices like this.

GEORGE: (VOICEOVER) The problem
with the head-on approach

is that essentially all it does

is alert someone
that the problem exists

without ever solving
the underlying issues.

Strike two.

Monty.

I hope you're not looking for
a rental for the weekend, George.

No. Why would I?

Well, you wouldn't,
because you live here,

but if you didn't and you were,
we haven't got any.

Even the houses with the dead rats
and possums in the ceilings.

Busy, George. This time last year
it was dead-dead.

Yeah, like the dead rats and possums
decomposing in the ceilings.

That restaurant's going off.

People are driving for miles
for a feed.

They're staying the weekend.
Ka-ching, ka-ching.

What - this is the restaurant
that excluded Siouxsie

and half the town from its opening?

I know where you're going
with this, George.

It takes a big man
to admit he's wrong,

and if rental demand continues,
I may have to be that big man.

GEORGE: You can't tell Tom
about any of this.

Bless him, but Tom would have
no idea what to do about art fraud,

if it was hung up on the wall
in front of him -

which it would be
if we could afford to go to Kai Nui.

But do you think there'll be
any legal ramifications?

Are you asking me because of
my expertise in the art world,

which is none,

or my knowledge of the law,
which is more extensive,

but only in the area
of burying dead husbands?

I'm asking you
because I need to talk to someone,

and because you are wise.

Well, in that case...
yes, on one hand, you are right -

Shay is a big girl
and needs to own this, as it were...

And on the other hand?

This is Weld, and Weld has
its own way of dealing with things.

Hey.
Shay.

I've been thinking.
Well, that's good.

That you should send my share
of the money back to Dennis.

I will do that.

And I've been thinking that,
because no money changed hands,

that we should just tell Rae
that the painting isn't for sale.

That would work,
except things have moved on.

She came to see you?
Yes.

And is she going to the police?

No, far from it.

It can't be easy,

trying to make a living as an artist
in a town like this.

Actually, Shay and I only did this
as a favour to Dennis,

to help him out of a jam.

But it doesn't change the fact
that you sold me a forged painting.

The sale hasn't actually
been completed yet.

But an offer was made and accepted.

Not by me.
By someone in your employment.

See, whichever way you look at it,
it's not a good look, is it, Katie?

No.

Luckily for you, though,

if there's one thing I hate,
it's a bad investment.

So, I've come up with a deal
for both of us.

Which is?

Which is I keep the painting

and you get Dennis to provide
a letter of authentication.

He can sign the painting
whenever he's next in Weld.

But in this new deal,
I don't pay 25K.

I pay nothing,
and in return, I say nothing.

She'll get Dennis to sign it
and flick it on for a fortune!

Oh, do you think so, Shay?

Oh! So, what are we gonna do?

I'm gonna regret we ever started it,
is what I'm gonna do.

No disrespect, mate,
but you're just not her type.

Yeah, I am. I mean, look at me.

Jan's a city girl, mate,
through and through.

I mean, there is no way
she's gonna raise her kids

out here in the boonies.

Nah, she likes it here,

and Weld's a great place
to bring up kids.

Hey, Ike?
Yeah.

Yeah, we got the beach
and, uh, the fishing...

..and, uh...

The Super Store.

Everything you need, and heaps more.

Heaps, heaps.
Hey, George.

Steve and I are gonna take the boat
out so he can try kina. Wanna join?

Complete the daddy set.
I'm good, thanks.

You sure? You look like
you could do with some fresh air.

Oh, no, I think I'll pass.

Hi.
Coffee?

Yeah, ta.

Something to eat?
No, coffee will be fine, thanks.

Are you OK?

Do you think things
have changed around here?

Well, that's a loaded question
coming from you... to me.

No, I mean Weld since the pop-up.

Well, the promised flow-on business
has certainly eventuated.

I'm well aware of that.

What I mean is, it feels like
we've lost our innocence.

You know, I know that sounds stupid,

but it's better than
talking about the vibe.

The vibe?
It doesn't feel like Weld anymore.

It feels like when my brother
moved in and all this kicked off,

that we... we lost something,

and then people started doing things
they wouldn't normally do -

not entirely good things.

Like Hannah.
Hannah is an example.

Or you being punched in the nose.
No, that was a brother thing.

What I'm talking about is... I don't
like the way this town feels now.

I don't like some of the things
people are doing,

and I don't like how no-one
seems to care or even notice.

Except you.
Well...

Then maybe you should leave.

I mean, what's keeping you here?

I'll get you that coffee.

GEORGE: Course of action
number three -

make it not your problem by removing
yourself from the equation.

WOODY: Hey.
The winds, they are a-changin'.

GEORGE: Are you feeling it too?
It's hard not to.

So, it's real, right?
It's not just me?

The way one restaurant
is affecting the town.

Yeah. What?

Isn't that what you're talking about?

No, I was thinking on-shore rising
at 25 knots before easing.

Oh!
What are you on about?

Oh, nothing, really. It's just
the way the town has changed.

Oh. Since your brother's arrived?

Yes. The moral malaise.

(SCOFFS) That's a bit deep,
isn't it?

Are you sure it's not just you,
you know, 'cause your bro's here?

Well, don't the two go hand-in-hand?

I don't know. You're the one
thinking the deep and meaningfuls.

So, what do you think
you're gonna do about it?

Yeah, well, there's the rub.

Fiona reckons I should just take off,
leave everyone to it.

So, what's stopping you?

Well, I'd love to come
with you too, mate,

but I got Tracey and her job
to think about.

And I've got kids, Woody.
Well, do you?

Yeah, and they're still dealing
with the last time I moved.

So, move without them?
(SCOFFS)

What? Go, mate!

Shay's all grown up, Arlo's
clearly making his own decisions.

Yeah, not good ones.

Well, then, maybe
this is the shock the kids need -

their old man taking off for a bit.

George, eyes on the horizon, mate.

Yeah, but where would I go?

Easily sorted, mate. Easily sorted.

Come on!

It's just a bit too real.
(LAUGHS)

Alright, Georgie,
the whole world right there.

Now, throw it.
Where it lands is where you go.

No questions asked.
Oh, this is stupid.

I said no questions.
That wasn't a question.

Yeah, but you're questioning
my wisdom, mate.

OK, don't think about it.
Throw the dart and off you go.

Alright! And close your eyes.

Marianas Trench.
Yeah, try and hit a landmass.

Yes! Iraq!

Not gonna happen.

Yeah, no, OK.
This is it, this is it.

I think you just obliterated Weld.
Must be a sign.

You're having problems letting go.

You need to trust this idea,

and it's gonna tell you
where you need to go.

Feel it.

This is it.

Oi! Bullseye!

Uh, London, or thereabouts.
Have you ever been?

No.

No, I was going there,
until I met Laura.

Oh, well, that's a sign
if I've ever seen one.

Yeah.

GEORGE: (VOICEOVER)
Let me be crystal clear here.

Running away is not an option.

Yes, some might argue running away
is how I ended up here,

but it is not an option now,

because there is way too much at
stake to even think about leaving.

So, it's strike three on that one.

All I wanted was to help
and do something fun,

but suddenly, because it makes
money, it's somehow wrong?

That sucks!

Nothing wrong with making money.

Apparently there is.

And it wasn't like
I was even planning

to sell the painting
at the restaurant.

I just thought it would be cool

to have something I'd done
on show where I live.

A proper painting on a proper wall,
not on the side of the Super Store.

But now I'm apparently
some sort of criminal genius.

I know how we can fix it.

How we can make everything alright.

Is that legal?
What?

Well, don't you have to have
an actual ring to be legally engaged?

No, Arlo. That bit comes later.

It's romantic is what it is.

If you're looking to make a booking,
you're out of luck, mate.

Is Terry here?

Is Terry here?
No, he just popped out back.

Ta.

Hitting already?

Whatever gets you
through the night, eh?

And if it doesn't kill you,
it makes you stronger, right?

Hey, guess what I put
on the menu tonight.

Mac and cheese.

Just like Mum taught us.

Yours is nothing like Mum taught us.

Which is why
I get to charge the earth.

You look bloody awful, by the way.

I've been celebrating the good news.

You heard the good news, right?
Yeah, I did.

Ahh. Course you did.

You went round to see Hannah,
try and talk her out of it.

No, I went to see you,
and I took the opportunity to check

that Hannah knew exactly what
she was getting herself into.

(LAUGHS) Oh, she knows, mate.

She's a good person.
Try to let her down lightly.

See, that supposes that
I'm gonna take off on her.

Oh, you will.

You're still singing
the same old song.

This is such a sweet gig! Why would
I want to walk away from that?

Because you and Weld,
you don't fit together.

I disagree.

Ollie, my man!
Chef.

Mr Turner.

Ollie.

So, why are you here, George?
It's clearly not to congratulate me.

To give you the chance
to do the right thing.

Which is what?

To tell Hannah that
you were mistaken in proposing to her

and to beg her forgiveness,

and to tell Robbie McNamara
when you'll be leaving,

as opposed to doing your usual runner
in the middle of the night.

And why would I do
either of those things?

Like I said,
you and Weld don't go together.

But I love it here.
No, you don't.

You're only staying here
because of me.

What?
You heard.

(LAUGHS) You gotta get over
yourself, man.

You gotta actually understand that
you're not that important to me.

Yeah, I am, actually.

I'm a bit slow on it.
Out of practice, I guess.

I mean, I should have figured it out
when you punched me in the face.

I mean, that was a dead giveaway...
I'll punch you again, if you like!

Forget why you arrived here,
what drove you here.

It's what you've done
while you've been here that matters,

how you took the opportunity that
Big Mac gave you and you ran with it.

What - the opportunity
to create a great restaurant

in the middle of nowhere?

Exactly! In the middle of nowhere.

I mean, since when
does the great Terry Turner

stay in the middle of nowhere
unless to get back at his brother?

This is all about London.

This is about you showing me,
up close, in my own backyard,

what I missed out on.

For once in your life,
you'd done all the work.

You'd put in the hours,
got your hands dirty,

and all you needed was me...

..and I failed you.

You found the place,
got the lease sorted.

Everything was in the right place...

..and I betrayed you,
because I fell in love,

and I never got on that plane,
and everything fell apart,

and it took you five years
to recover.

You know, we could have been
so good together.

We could have taken
the world by storm.

Yeah, we could have, but my world
changed when I met Laura,

and I'm not sorry for that,
not for a minute.

You are great, Terry,

and you are brave in ways
that I can't even imagine,

but you don't need me,

and you certainly don't need
to prove anything to me

in the town where I live,
and rub my nose in it.

I get it.

I really do.

I got 50 covers to oversee.

This place isn't you, Terry.
There people aren't you!

Yeah, well, you tell that
to the 50 covers.

Terry!

I'm gonna write an article
about this place,

about what it's done to the town...

..and you're not gonna like it.

We both do what we gotta do, right?

GEORGE: (VOICEOVER) A big bad wolf
came to my town.

For a long time,
I thought the wolf was my brother,

and I told people so.

But the wolf isn't him.
The wolf is what he brought with him.

And it is my fault
that he did this thing.

GEORGE: (VOICEOVER) There is
a restaurant in my town.

People come from far and wide
to eat at this restaurant.

Thanks for coming.

Well, that was exceptional,
as always.

Bless you, Jan.

Gotta keep George's boys fed, eh?

Well, that's if
they actually ARE his.

Three dads.
She's a bit of a dark horse.

Maybe I learnt from you, Terry.

(COUGHS) And on that note,
we should go.

Yeah.

The people came for good reason.
Thank you.

For this restaurant would not be
out of place in New York, Paris...

..or London.

Oh, hi!

I hope you don't mind, but
everyone's coming back to our place

to continue
the engagement celebrations.

Our place?

You know what I mean.
Is that cool with you?

Let the party roll on.

You wanna go to Hannah's
for a while?

Sure. Yeah.

Hey, man, if you wanna go
to Hannah's place, I can lock up.

Are you sure?
Yeah, yeah, yeah. No worries.

Thanks.
(KEYS JANGLE)

But while the restaurant
may not be out of place

in any of the great cities
of the world,

the town where I live
is not a great city,

so when something like the restaurant
lands in the middle of it,

everything changes -

the nature of the town
and the nature of the people.

Take me back to your place.

Are you sure about this?

It's the way, I'm telling you.

Innocence, for want of a better word,
is what has been lost

since the big bad wolf
has arrived in our town.

Can I tell you something?
Yeah. What?

I actually think you're way more
like your uncle than your dad.

You could be him one day.

You do the honours.

It's the only way, Shay.

You get rid of the painting and
all your problems go up in smoke.

I loved my town the way it was
before the wolf open his doors.

Something changed after that,

and I reckon not for the better.

Kai Nui is not us,

but that's just me,
that's my opinion,

and my opinion means little
compared to the will of the people.

So, what do you think?

Tell me I'm right, or tell me
I'm the boy who cried wolf.

Gloria, Tom.
George.

Stirrer!

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