All language subtitles for Mental

♪ The hills are alive ♪

♪ With the sound of music ♪

♪ With songs they have sung ♪

♪ For a thousand years ♪

♪ The hills fill my heart ♪

♪ With the sound of music ♪

♪ My heart wants to sing ♪

♪ Every song it hears ♪

♪ My heart wants to beat ♪

♪ Like the wings of the birds that rise ♪

- ♪ From the lake to the trees ♪
- Oh, no.

♪ My heart wants to sigh ♪

- But I was winning.
- ♪ Like a chime that flies ♪

♪ On a church on a breeze ♪

♪ To laugh like a brook ♪

- ♪ When it trips and falls ♪
- Oh, no.

♪ over stones on its way ♪

♪ To sing through the night ♪

♪ Like a lark who is learning to pray ♪

♪ I go to the hills ♪

♪ When my heart is lonely ♪

Oh, my God!
Mum's in the backyard!

- We know!
- Coral!

"Do you often feel
that life is not worth living?"

Yes.

At 13, I attempted suicide...

and jumped off the verandah.

And just then Dad drove up.

He was knocked unconscious
for five minutes.

And this event is known as...

- "The Disgrace."
- ♪ And I'll sing ♪

♪ Once more. ♪

Get your test results.

- Coral!
- I'm bipolar?

Coral, Mum's gone off again.

- What? Gone off where?
- Off her head!

♪ How do you solve a problem like Maria? ♪

The embarrassment is total!

You're the oldest, Coral.
Do something!

I can't do anything.

I'm mad too. I'm bipolar.

Maybe, even schizophrenic.

- Quick, Google "schizophrenic".
- I've mood swings,

high-to-moderate depression...

and I think people are plotting against me!

Look, the only thing wrong with you, Coral,

is you can't stand if someone's
more mental than you.

Girls, we are having dinner at the table...

as if we were a normal family.

Well, Mum's way more mental than you!

- We're more mental than you.
- I'm a sociopath.

- Leanne's autistic.
- Other people eat dinner together,

so why not us?

- We looked it up.
- And they talk to each other.

They tell each other about their days.

Even Michelle's more mental than you.

She hears voices.

- She told us.
- In her head.

And she thinks she's being followed.

By aliens.

Now, top that, Coral.

And when your father gets home,

Jane can say grace.

Dad's not coming.

He hasn't had dinner with us
since "The Disgrace".

- Coral!
- Dad hates us, Mum.

That's because we're not a real family.

But when we start acting like one,

telling each other about our days
and singing and dancing,

then he will want to be with us.

Singing and dancing?

Who does that?

The Von Trapps.

Oh, no.

♪ ..Weiss ♪

♪ Bless my homeland forever ♪

I always wanted to be a Von Trapp.

Sing Edelweiss,

wear little matching outfits.

♪ Edelweiss ♪

Be a credit to Austria.

- ♪ Edelweiss ♪
- ♪ Edelweiss ♪

Somehow, I got things wrong.

I ruined everything.

♪ Small and white ♪

I've let you girls run wild.
Everyone says.

We're an...

embarrassment to your father.

Don't you see the way people stare at us?

They're, they're staring at you, Mum.

Well, soon, they'll be staring in envy.

At our togetherness.

At our normality.

Michelle.

Michelle.

Michelle.

♪ High on the hill was a lonely goatherd ♪

♪ Lay-ee odle-lay-ee odle-lay-hee-hoo ♪

♪ Loud was the voice of the lonely goatherd ♪

♪ Lay-ee odle-lay-ee odle-loo ♪

♪ High on the hill was a lonely goatherd ♪

♪ Lay-ee odle-lay-ee odle-lay-hee-hoo ♪

- ♪ Loud was the voice... ♪
- Oh, oh, oh!

Oh! Oh, dear.

Oh.

Oh! Ah!

Oh oh.

♪ Lay-ee odle-lay-ee odle-lay-hee-hoo ♪

Hi, Nancy.

Oh. Oh, dear.

That's uh...

Oh. Oh, no!

Oh, not again.

'Course I, I said to myself,

"Don't run over the bins, Shirley.

Whatever you do,
don't run over those bins."

And, of course, what do I do?

I run over the bins.

At least, I didn't run over
your bins, Nancy.

People in this neighbourhood
spend a lot of time and effort...

in keeping their homes presentable. I...

scrub my drive with a toothbrush.

But, what's the point?

What is the point?

When all I can think about is garbage
because of you and your bins?

You're a disgrace.

An absolute disgrace.

Nancy.

I'm sorry.

While most schizophrenics hear voices...

I don't hear voices.

Some may briefly stabilize
at a pre-psychotic level,

presenting without delusions
and hallucinations.

I'm pre-psychotic.

Oh! Oh.

Hey, Trout.

I'm pre-psychotic.

You're a fucking freak.

You're in charge of the shark show.

OK. Great. Cool.

What? What shark show?

The new one in the basement.

Trevor Blundell's Jaws Of Terror.

Woo!

Um, Trevor Blundell's Terrible Jaws.

That's "Trevor Blundell's Jaws Of Terror".

Who cares?

This is Trevor Blundell.

Oh, sorry, Mr. Blundell.
It's Coral Moochmore here.

Your new assistant.

Are you gonna fire me?

I wouldn't mind.
I hate sharks.

You should hate sharks, Coral.

They're vicious, murdering thugs.

Did that big one...

really eat a prime minister
or did you just make that up?

Grab a torch and go to
the great white, Coral.

I was only eight years old
when it attacked me boat.

It was me or him.

Go to the jaws.

It takes a great white three days
to digest a meal, Coral.

I killed him on June 24th, 1968.

Harold Holt disappeared June 23rd.

What's that mean?

It means any prime minister
it ate for breakfast...

was still in its stomach when it died.

Now shine the light down its gullet.

I don't want to.

But, you don't believe
there's anything there.

Do it, Coral.

- Look inside.
- No.

Is that fear I hear in your voice?

Yeah.

Then tell me you believe
this is the shark that ate Harold Holt.

This is the shark that ate Harold Holt.

Good.

Now, you tell everyone else
who comes in the same thing.

Make 'em believe it too.

It's a mask.

It's a mask. It's a mask.

♪ Ooh, ooh ♪

♪ Shoobie-doobie-doo ♪

♪ Shoo-doobie-doo ♪

♪ Hey, girls, are you living ♪

G'day, Mrs. Moochmore.
How are ya?

Oh, I'm fine, thank you.
How are you?

Bet you want a big jam and cream
doughnut this morning, don't ya?

Oh, well, no.

Of course you do.
And an iced coffee to go with it.

- An iced coffee.
- Just an iced coffee.

No doughnut?

No, not this morning.

Okay.

Mrs. Moochmore reckons she doesn't
want a jam and cream doughnut.

What are you talking about?

You always have a jam
and cream doughnut, Mrs. Moo.

- She's pulling your leg, Manda.
- No, I'm not.

- Oh, we'll give you two.
- She's dying for it.

No, really. I...

$5.50, Mrs. Moochmore.

But I, I don't want it.

What are you talking about?

Gone to all this trouble.

Enjoying that, Mrs. Moochmore?

Oh, yes, thank you.

You want another one?

Oh.

No, thank you.

Moo.

- What?
- Shirley.

- Mm? Oh!
- What are you doing?

- Um--
- You promised me no more fattening foods.

Don't you care about your health?

I do. I do.

Well, if you don't care,
how do you expect me to care?

Oh, I do care.

And, and I care that you care.

I brought the girls.

They've just been glazed.

Oh.

Elizabeth the 1st.

For the competition.

I'm doing Elizabeth the 1st.

Now, feel Miriam's hair.

Go on.

Nylon.

Now, feel Yvette's.

Feel the difference?

Human.

I want to do Elizabeth the 1st
with human hair.

Red human hair.

Do you think, um...

Jane would like
to visit me this afternoon?

Jane?

Oh, I'm sure she would.

I'll pick her up after school, then.

You know, I think I will have cream.

I don't think Barry loves me anymore.

What?

Well, did Barry say that?

Well, then, how do you know?

He never looks at me.

He never says anything to me.

He hasn't come home for two weeks.

Barry's got a lot on his mind these days,

what with the election coming up.

I don't blame him
for not loving me anymore.

- I know I've let myself go.
- Oh, no, stop that.

- I let the girls run wild.
- Well, I've always said that.

I remind people of garbage.

Who does?

I do.

My bins do.

Well, use that perfume
I gave you for Christmas.

That L'Air Du Temps.

No, enough of that.

Uh...

have another doughnut.

You said I shouldn't eat
any more doughnuts.

Well, if it, it, it cheers you up,
you can have a dozen doughnuts.

She'll, she'll have another doughnut.

Jam and cream?

Uh, yes, why not?

My treat.

- Can't this wait till later?
- No!

No. Well...

I'm sure everything's fine.

It's not fine!

I feel like I don't exist.

Well, Of course, you exist.
Everyone exists.

But, I don't. I sit here and
I eat doughnuts I don't want!

Now get a grip on yourself.
Stop this spectacle.

Hmm?

Why don't you go shopping?
That always cheers me up.

You just go shopping and you keep
shopping until you cheer up.

Michelle.

- Give us the mechanical man.
- No, no!

- I don't have the mechanical man!
- Give us the mechanical man.

- Ah!
- Michelle...

do you want a couch?

A couch.

It's a lovely white couch.

Oh, she doesn't want it.

Why didn't you tell me
your father had won Wheel Of Fortune?

Darling, don't lie in here
with the lights off.

It's not normal.

Dolphin Heads Council,
Mayor Moochmore's office.

Tisha speaking.

- Polly, I've already warned youse twice.
- This council is not listening...

- Barry Yono.
- One more time, I'm gonna take it away.

Barry!

I mean...

Mayor Moochmore.

There's an emergency.

At home.

It's an Excelsior.

Oh!

It's the vacuum cleaner I've always wanted.
And it's purple. Oh!

Oh, my goodness!
Another washing machine. Oh!

Put it right there with the others.
Thank you.

- Mum.
- Yes.

- I'm scared.
- Oh...

don't be silly, darling.

Does anyone on TV look scared when
their fathers win the Wheel Of Fortune?

Of course not.

They're happy someone
invented game shows.

And when your dad gets home,

we are gonna celebrate with dinner...

on our new table!

Oh, look!
There's Nancy Boyle.

Nancy, hello!

Hello.

Look at all the furniture.

It's alright.
You don't have to be afraid of it.

It's not rubbish.

It's all new.

Fabulously new from my husband.

He calls you 'Noxious Nance'
behind your back, he does.

He says you're a nasty,
gossiping bitch.

But, I think that's unfair, because
you've done a lot for this community.

Or at least, act like you have.

So, I want you to have this lamp.

Is you oldest daughter really a lesbian
or is that just malicious gossip?

Oh!

He's here.

We've done it.

He's home.
Your father's home.

Quickly, start singing.

♪ High on the hill lived a lonely goatherd ♪

♪ Lay-Dee odle-lay-Dee odle-lay-hee-hoo ♪

♪ Loud was the voice of the lonely goatherd ♪

- Mum, Mum, stop. Mum, Mum...
♪ Lay-Dee odle-lay-Dee odle-loo ♪

- Auntie Doris stole my hair!
- ♪ Odle-lay-Dee odle-lay-Dee odle-lay ♪

Oh!

What the fuck is going on?

Jane, get away from that!

It's going back to the shop.

I'm Kayleen.

Make sure you leave the kettle on
the whole time--

Bastard.

Sit at the table, Dad.

We're getting you breakfast.

Fresh and premium cold beer, Dad.

Excuse me.

Your mum...

is on holiday in Wollongong,

and she's having a wonderful time.

If anybody asks, that's the story.

You got it?

Dad...

we were thinking,
while Mum's away,

maybe we should be seeing somebody.

You know, like a psychiatrist.

What?

Someone to talk to about our problems.

What?

So we don't end up in Wollongong.

- What?
- Dad, I'm autistic.

Dad, I'm a sociopath.
I don't feel anything.

- I'm pre-psychotic.
- Michelle hears voices.

- Don't you Michelle?
- What?

- Tell Dad you hear voices.
- Wait.

I hear voices.

And I just keep looking away.

She did it to me three times.

I don't want to end up in Wollongong, Dad.

- Auntie Doris stole my hair!
- Enough!

There are no psychiatrists in
Dolphin Heads anywhere but the loony bin.

And the only person in this family
going to the loony bin is your mother!

This wouldn't be happening to me
if I had a family of boys.

Boys have breakdowns, Dad.

Not Australian boys.
They're too busy playing football.

Now, I've got an election to run,

and I don't care if you five lumps...

eat me out of house and home,
and spend every cent I make.

No-one is going mental.

Not before I do.

I'm going mental!

I live in a barn, Jack.

There's pizza boxes piled everywhere
because none of them can cook.

They can't do the dishes,
they don't make the beds.

- It's a nightmare!
- Get Shirley back from her holiday.

- She can't come back.
- Why not?

It's been over a week.

Barry, you gotta level with me.
Has she left you?

Because if she has, get her back.

Mate, we go to the polls in eight weeks.

She's on all of the leaflets
with you and the girls.

She hasn't left me.
She's in Wollongong, and she likes it.

I wish I was there meself.

Nah.

Nah.

Turn around and have another look.

Looks normal.

Got a dog.

Nah, I can't.

Hitchhiker.

Nah.

- Barry Moochmore.
- Dad!

I know you don't believe anything I say,

but I'm a sociopath.

I don't have any feelings.

- Which one is this?
- It's Kayleen!

Why don't you ever remember my name?

Look, don't worry about it.
I'm gonna fix everything.

The embarrassment is total.

I have to get some hats.
People are gawking at me.

- What does your dad think?
- Oh.

Dad thinks 12-year-olds
don't know anything, but they do.

Jane?

Don't make any sudden moves.

Ripper! Come here.

I didn't train him to kill.

He does it out of love.

Of course,

he only kills for me.

If someone attacked you,

he'd watch.

Hm.

Is, is my dad here?

In the back room.

Wouldn't have paid for that haircut
if I was you.

Brother! It's Barry.

Dad.

- Who's that woman?
- Oh.

I forget her name. But...

you are to do everything she tells you.

Nah, nah, everything's Jake.

I took your advice and
got meself a babysitter.

Yeah, hired her on the way home.

She can live in, too.

Ah.

Oi.

She's staying in your room.

Where will I sleep?

You share with Jane.

I am Jane.

I don't care about that anymore.
Tell your problems to what's-her-name.

Feel like a beer, mate?

Great!

- I'll see you in ten minutes.
- No, I don't have the mechanical man!

Fair enough.

That's Michelle.

She's mental.

We all are.

I'll be the judge of that.

What are you doing?

- Coral!
- She's making us clean.

- Who is?
- Shaz!

- Coral.
- Her dog's crazy.

- Whose dog?
- Shaz's dog.

It's gonna kill us if we stop cleaning.

You're the oldest, Coral.
Get rid of her.

She's in there.

She's got a knife.

I saw it sticking out of her boot.

Gawvvw!

Oh, oh, not bad.

Who are you?

- Coral.
- Oh, like the sea.

The Coral Sea.

I'm Shaz. Just...

Shaz.

- I'm Shaz.
- Mm, I'm tough.

Ripper!

What are you doing here?

I'm here...

to fulfill me destiny.

Right a grievous wrong.

See the sights.

Where's your mum, by the way?

She's...

In Wollongong?

On holiday?

Having a wonderful time?

I'm not scared of you.

I work in a shark show.

You're kidding.

They're dead, but...

one of them ate Harold Holt.

Don't worry, love.

It would've been quick.

Patchouli oil?

She's a hippie.

It's pretend.

Hm, "Di...

disa...

agnosum--"

"Diagnostic and Statistical Manual
of Mental Disorders".

Maybe she's a psychiatrist,
like we wished for.

Hhh!

G'day.

Sharon Thornbender.
All the way from Tassie.

Nancy.

Nancy Boyle.
This is my daughter... Donna.

Jeez, you're a big one,
aren't you, Donna?

Which house did you say you'd moved into?

I didn't.

You'll have to invite me in
for a cuppa tea, won't you?

Already been next door.

The Mooch mores?

Could I tell you stories.

Once I saw Shirley Moochmore
standing outside in their backyard...

screaming.

No.

Her screaming's better
than her singing, though.

Ugh!

Close your legs.

She brought it on herself,
in my opinion.

Because those girls, they're enough
to drive anyone around the bend.

But, who let them get that way?

- She did.
- Mm.

- Legs.
- Yeah.

Once, um...

once they bought this pool.

Oh!

This is...

Oh, no, no, this...

This is terrible.

Oh, no, no, no, no, no!
You can't tell her that!

- I won't!
- You can't!

They got this upright pool...

and they put it in their backyard,

and, and their backyard's on a slant.

So all the Moochmores,

they all get in.

And then...

Well, not all of them, not Barry of course,
because you never see him.

But because it's on a slant,
they just go, like,

washing to one side...

And then the side...

- And the side just, like, breaks.
- Side breaks!

So they just spill out,

all over the yard.

- And they float.
- Rolling out like a bunch of bananas.

Shirley Moochmore, ugh,

she just starts screaming again!

It's like living next door
to an Aboriginal encampment.

Because Mum hates Abos.

And where is Shirley Moochmore these days?

There's the million-dollar question.

Oh! Oh! Oh!

You're such an idiot!

Coral, help!

In all me life, I have never
witnessed a sorrier display.

- Yep.
- Shirley?

No. Who's this?

This is Doris Charles speaking.

Ah! Would this be
Auntie Doris Charles?

Who is this?

This is Auntie Shaz speaking.

Auntie Shaz?

I didn't know Barry had a sister.

Yeah, well, I'm more the auntie
you earn than the other kind.

What other kind?

Your kind.
The hairdressing kind.

I'm not a hairdresser.

Oh. Well, you'd better give Jane
her hair back, then, hadn't you?

You ready?

OK. Another one.

It's still me.

You know what they say
about youse in this town, hm?

They say youse are freaks.

They say you don't belong.

They say you're good-for-nothing layabouts
who'll never achieve nothing.

If someone said that about me,
I'd cut their throats.

Why aren't youse out there
cutting their throats?

Because it's true.

There's someone outside watching us.

Oh.

This'll be good.

Hello?

Come out.

Hello?

Hello?

Hello?

I think they hung up.

Michelle...

you're holding the phone
the wrong way, darl.

- Hello?
- Michelle'?

Yeah?

- Can you talk?
- Yeah.

It's Auntie Doris.

Is everything alright?

Oh. Is that you outside in the car?

Where's your mother?

On holiday.

On holiday?

Well, where's Barry?
Where's your father?

I dunno.

He's never here, is he?

Maybe, he's dead
and they forgot to tell us.

Can you see me at the window?

I'm waving at you.
Why don't you come in?

No. No, I can't come in.

She never comes in.

She thinks we're pigs.

- Really?
- We're not pigs now.

It's all tidy in here. See?

Did you break down or something?

We could come out and give you a push.

Michelle, look.
Who is this Shaz woman?

- G'day.
- Oh!

Sharon Thornbender.
All the way from Tassie.

Oh! Oh!

Put it on speaker.
Put it on speaker!

Don't make any sudden moves, Doris.

He's checking to see
if you're a sex pervert.

Can't be too careful.

And Ripper here can sniff out
a psycho at ten paces.

Oh, he doesn't like the smell of you.

Doris, you're not a sex pervert, are you?

- Hrr.
- No.

Then what are you doing
sitting out here in the dark, then?

Are you some old lezzie
on the prowl for young girls?

Certainly not.

- I'm married.
- Prove it.

I have a ring.

Oh, anyone coulda give you that.
Another lezzie coulda give you that.

You could be head of a coven of lezzies
masquerading as old married women.

Jesus!
Ripper, they're in the back!

Oh, no! Oh, no!
They're my girls!

Don't hurt them.

- Oh, no!
- What are they?

They're dolls.

I make them for competitions.
They're very expensive.

Now, please.

- Just get your dog off!
- Ripper, get off them.

Oh, spun out.

I thought they was wee dwarves
and you was their leader.

I've won prizes for my dolls.

Gawd!

Look at them staring.
Cover them up.

I'm gonna freak out!

You scalped Jane for one of them,
didn't you?

Your own niece,
so as you could win prizes.

I had Shirley's permission.

Oh, Shirley said you could
chop off her daughter's hair

and put it on some bald doll.

How do you know Shirley?

Where is she?
What have you done with her?

She's in Wollongong.

Oh.

Been to Wollongong before, has she?

Yep.

I've been hearing a lot
about Shirley around here.

None of it flattering.

Sounds like she was a shocking housekeeper,

but thought the world of her daughters,
is that right?

It's hard to juggle a home and a family.

I mean, I should know.
I have two children myself.

Do you?

Some children are less trouble
than others, I reckon?

I was lucky.

My children are naturally tidy.

Quiet too, I bet.

Well...

I was strict.

But, children need that.

I posted a daily roster
of their responsibilities.

You sure you're Shirley's sister?

We're ten years apart.

I still think of Shirley as...

the baby of the family, the one
who got away with everything.

But, she's a dear thing,

with a sweet, trusting nature.

Yep.

It's all coming together.

The life of Shirley Moochmore.

- Ripper!
- Oh!

I understand you, Doris.

And soon,

you're gonna understand me.

That sounds...

ominous.

You wouldn't know.

- Oh!
- Oh.

Oh, shit. It's a mask.

Yes.

Did I scream?

Mm.

Seen me feminine side, Coral.

Girls like that, don't they?

It turns you on, don't it?

Oh, it turns me on.

I didn't think you liked me, Trout.

You let me see the sharks
after closing time, didn't ya?

This is your reward.

What do you like about me, Trout?

What?

Uh, you're different.

How am I different?

I dunno. It's hard to say.
You're missing something.

Or you got too much of it.
I don't know which.

Woo!

Ow! Don't.

- Oh, sorry.
- Oh!

- You OK?
- Uh-huh.

What was that?

Did you, did you hear that?

Did you lock the door?

It's nothing.

Trout, there's somebody here.

No, no, Trout! Get off!

No, get--

- Are you OK?
- Uh-huh.

Trout.

I've temporarily paralyzed you.

You'll be right in 20 seconds.

While I got ya here,

Coral is an employee of Trev Blundell's
Jaws of Terror shark show.

And being Trev Blundell,
I look out for her.

"No"...

means no.

Don't mean "maybe" or "more please".

I've had a few conversations
with Coral and...

physically, she's all woman.

Mentally, she's, uh...

ill-equipped to part
with her girlhood right now.

I'm not saying never.

Maybe, in a couple of years.

You're OK now, Trout.

Piss off.

Trout's not right for you.

I've been hunting sharks 40 years.

Seen his type before.

All instinct, no feeling.

He craves, devours, moves on.

Trout isn't a shark.

- Boys aren't sharks.
- Everything is sharks.

Life is sharks.

100 million years ago,
when the dinosaurs lay dying,

last thing they saw were sharks...

laughing at them.

That's the last thing we'll see too.

I'm quitting my job
because I think you're mental.

Mental is a shark.

- It is not.
- It is.

I expect to be schizophrenic any day now.

And none of my research mentions sharks...

ever.

Is that right? Mm.

I've been in a lunatic asylum.

Five years ago,
after me daughter died,

and me wife lost her mind.

I've battled insanity,
and it's a shark.

Circles your boat,

waiting for you to fall.

You can't see it, but it's there.

You know that feeling, Coral?

Because if you don't,
I can show it to you.

They have us surrounded, Coral.

Madness...

is when you see them.

Sanity.

Insanity.

Don't dream of madness, Coral.

When madness gets you,

there's no 'you' left.

Just madness.

What if it's too late?

I tried to kill myself when I was 13
by jumping off the verandah.

Because I'm ugly and I'm abnormal.

And my mum's in the loony bin,
my sister talks to aliens,

and my dad hates us.

Even me being here
talking to you isn't normal.

Look at you.

You're old,

you have weird scars.

And what do you want
to be with me for, anyway?

You remind me of someone.

Don't lose yourself, Coral.

I know it don't seem like much...

but it's all you got.

♪ Crazy ♪

- That's very inappropriate, Karen.
- ♪ All ♪

- Very inappropriate.
- ♪ Crazy for feeling so lonely ♪

Well, it's not a really romantic story.

Well, there's a romantic bit in it.

Uh, Barry was 25 and I was 24. And...

on our second date,
he sort of raped me.

Mm.

Date rape I suppose you'd call it now.

Yeah. On the terrace
of the Dolphin Heads Casino.

Well, he'd had a bit to drink and...

suddenly he was all over me.

And I'm there going:
"No, no," like you do.

But, you know how men are,
they just go with the flow, don't they?

Anyway, next day, I said to myself,

"Shirley, if he doesn't call you
in three weeks, you're a slut."

Of course, before three weeks was up,

I found out I was pregnant
with Coral and--

But, he did call me.

Yeah.

That's the romantic bit.

Mm.

Boy, did he get a surprise.

I suppose you think that's
a bad foundation for a marriage...

rape.

I've heard worse.

Have you?

- I've lived worse.
- Have you?

You wouldn't know.

See, you're not like my other doctors,
because you tell me stuff.

Keep your voice down, Shirley.
I don't want them stealing me techniques.

So, do you think I use food
as an emotional crutch?

- Nup.
- What about waterfalls?

- What about waterfalls?
- Well, Dr. Kurland says,

when I feel overwhelmed,
I should think of them.

Bullshit.

What are these doctors doing about
the daily misery that is your life?

Close your eyes and imagine this...

a giant tumor eating your brain.

You go into a hospital filled with doctors,

experts on brain-eating tumors,
and what do they do?

Brush your hair over the bulge,
so no-one can see it and send you home.

But, what you need
is someone to cut out the tumor,

so you can live.

Shaz.

Oh, no! Sandra!

Gaw! Spun out!

What are you doing in here,
you mad boong?

Oh, they reckon I've got
borderline personality disorder.

Borderline fucking personality!

What the fuck do they know
about my fucking personality?

Fucking nothing!

- I'm still vibrant.
- Oh.

Too vibrant for some, eh, Shaz?

Do you remember?

Shut up.

I admit, I admit,

I had a bit too much to drink,
got a bit outta hand.

Don't remember, anyway.

Bit of a punch-up, bit of a committal,
and here I am.

Yeah, they got Shirley in here too.

Fuck, no! Shirley?

- You in here too?
- Mm.

Who are ya?

Shirley...

Moochmore.

What a stupid fucking name!
No wonder, they put you away.

- Aw.
- Aw, sorry.

Eh, she's great, this one.
Has she taken you under her wing?

Yep.

Shirley's me project.

Are, are you one of Dr. Thornbender's
patients as well?

Yep.

And I love her.

And I don't like whities,
as a rule, but Shaz...

Shaz isn't white.

She's a new color.

She's mauve.

Gaw.

It's true, Shaz. You're mauve.
You're fucking mauve!

Now, Shaz knows.

She knows.

She's gonna change your fucking life.

That's the impression I get.

The problem with you two
is you let people say you're crazy.

You're only as crazy as
you let people say you are.

I don't let anyone say I'm crazy,
so I'm normal.

Youse, you let everyone say you're crazy,
so you're in here.

Dr. Kurland--

I don't care what them doctors say, Shirl.

What do you say?

Are you crazy?

I don't cope well.

There's ways of coping that
don't involve loony bins and drugs.

There's offensive and defensive coping.

I've always favoured offensive meself.

You might say I invented it.

But, I'm gonna get you out of here, Shirl.

But first,

we gotta deal with them
tumors of yours.

Rise and shine!

We got mountains to climb,
starting now.

- Give us the mechanical man.
- I don't have the mechanical man!

Forget about that.

You're never gonna give them
the mechanical man

because you're not a character
in Lost In Space.

Now, get up and get dressed.

You think Noxious Nance
has climbed this mountain?

Of course not. She's too busy
scrubbing her driveway.

This takes guts and perseverance.

Do you reckon Auntie Doris
has climbed this mountain?

She doesn't even know it's here.

You gotta believe in yourselves, girls,
and each other.

I can't go any further.
I won't.

You don't get to the top of this mountain,
Coral, then you're nothing.

Just like they say you are.

What's the point of getting
to the top, anyway?

Not being at the bottom.

- Oh!
- Push, push, push!

Come on, girls! That's it!

- Almost there.
- I can't do it.

- Come on, Michelle.
- Come on, move!

Come on, Michelle! Just move it!

- I can't!
- We're all waiting here!

Jane, Coral. Get in behind her
and give her a push.

I can't!

Coral, push.

Push, Coral!

She's too heavy!

She's not heavy, she's your sister!

One, two, three.

Whoa!

That's it, Michelle.

- Yeah!
- Woo!

I'm flying!

Woo-hoo!

Everybody,

pick up a rock.

One day, this rock's gonna
mean something to you.

You might lose the only thing
you ever loved,

or that ever loved you.

But, you're gonna look at this rock...

and you're gonna say,
"I can take it,

because I climbed the mountain."

This is where they live.

It's where the voices live.

Can hear them clearer up here.

They're singing.

They're happy.

They was from Lost In Space,
wasn't they, Shaz?

Yeah.

Knew as soon as I heard you.

"Give us the mechanical man."

Great episode.

Of course, not as great as the episode
where Dr. Smith turns into a tree,

but you can't have everything.

You're onto them now, Michelle.

They're gonna have
to think of something else.

None of youse are mental.

Except you, Michelle.

You're bonkers.
But, the rest of youse?

Nah.

But, if we're not mental,

we're just unpopular.

I'll show you the meaning
of the word "mental".

Page 354.

- "Obsessive compulsive disorder."
- Yeah, that's her.

"Stubborn, stingy, possessive,
uncreative and unimaginative,

devoted to meaningless activities
that require being tidy and meticulous.'

- It is her.
- Yeah.

They're all in there,
the whole neighbourhood.

See that delusional over there?

He mowed the same strip
of grass yesterday.

He can't help himself.

Look!Look!
Look at him! Look!

Oh, upset the delicate balance of
their fantasy world, they go nuts.

- But, they can't all be mental.
- What are the odds of that?

Youse have stumbled on the meaning
of life and you don't even know it!

America.

Europe.

Asia.

And all the way down here is Australia.

Alone.

Isolated.

Ever wonder why?

Why we're down here?

Well,

we were a penal colony.

Well, that's the cover story, yeah.

But, historically, where have
they always sent the loonies?

As far away as possible.

You can't get any further away
than Australia.

We weren't a penal colony.
We was a lunatic asylum.

Our ancestors were loonies,
and this is the result.

Well, have a look around.
There's no such thing as normal.

It's just different shades of mental.

Your totally mental are
in the lunatic asylums.

The rest of them are...

the delusionals,
borderlines, compulsives,

paranoids, schizoids,
make up Australia as we know it.

We're nothing but a living experiment
in madness under constant observation

by the psychiatric community of the world.

But,

if we're all under observation,
and mental,

how come we're allowed to leave?

Kylie Minogue. She left.

She's practically British.

In any experiment,
there's test mice and control mice.

Control mice are marked in some way

and sent off into the normal world
as comparisons.

Kylie Minogue's a control mouse.

Cate Blanchett, control mouse.

Russell Crowe,
a control mouse outta control.

Rupert Murdoch, Nicole Kidman.
The list of control mice is endless.

What about you, Shaz?

What about me?

Do you know the meaning
of the word "conformity"?

I don't.

I instinctively do not know it.

And that's how they knew about me.

Knew about me from birth.

They been after me ever since.

- Who's after you?
- Scientists.

After me brain.

They want to study me,

clone me, or prevent me
from happening again.

I don't know which.
I'm not psychic.

Luckily, Ripper is.

He warns me when
they're getting too close.

And I understand why
they're scared of me.

I'm the next step to human evolution.

A next step to perfection.

And they don't want me building an army.

What army?

An army of me.

Because I can see the ones
who are like me,

born without the instinct of conformity.

That's what led me to Dolphin Heads.

You think it was an accident
you dad stopped for me?

He had to.

It was his destiny.

- Dad's like you.
- No.

Youse are.

Youse are me army.

Youse are next steps,

but crushed into unrecognizability
by the forces of conformity.

There you go, Michelle.

A jam and cream doughnut on the house.

I didn't want a jam and cream doughnut.

Oh, you sound just like your mum
when you say that.

She's always telling us,

she doesn't want the jam
and cream doughnuts too,

then she shovels them down
like there's no tomorrow.

Doesn't she, Kay?

We love your mum.

We call her Mrs. Moo.

Where is she these days?

She's in Wollongong,
on holiday.

Having a rest, is she?

Nice long rest?

Well, I believe you.

Thousands wouldn't.

Now, how about the rest of you Moos?

Are you ready for seconds?

She's in a mental institution.

She had a nervous breakdown.

Get too much for her, did it?

Mm, you might say that.

You might say this place broke her spirit.

Dolphin Heads?

Nah. Best town in the world.

- That right?
- Yeah.

If she gone crazy,
it won't be Dolphin Heads.

Something closer to home, I reckon.

What's your name, sweetheart?

Manda.

I'm the manageress.

This is Kay.

Manda,

we just been reading about you, Manda.

Haven't we, girls?

Right here, in me book.

What book's that?

Oh, it's kinda like the Bible,

except more about Australia than heaven.

Here youse are.
Page 369. Can you read that?

"Sadistic personality disorder."

No, not that bit.

The underlined bit.

Oh! Oh!

You think these jam and cream doughnuts
are so fucking great, you eat them!

I think young Kay wants
a jam and cream doughnut, girls.

What do you think?

Little career advice, psychos,
the customer is always right!

If the Moos don't want
jam and cream doughnuts,

they don't get jam and cream doughnuts!

They are out to get you Moochmores.

And these bitches are ruthless.

They declared war.

Well, we got one thing on our side,

they're crazy and we're not.

That was fantastic!

Manda and Kay lying on the ground,
jam and cream on their naked face.

Got your doubts,

haven't you, Coral?

I want to believe you, Shaz, but...

I'm not perfect.

Look at me.

I'm ugly,

awkward, and...

unpopular.

That's proof of your perfection.

They want you to hate yourself, Coral.

That way, they control you.

And when they control you,

they've robbed you of your power.

What power?

A doctor once told me
I had six months to live.

I took out me knife,

held it to his throat and I said,
"You take it back."

He took it back.

And I lived.

- I couldn't do that.
- Nah, you could.

- I couldn't pull a knife on anyone.
- Nah, you don't need the knife.

You're stronger than I am.

Shut up.

Take enough pain and humiliation,
and a part of you dies.

But the part that's left,

it can't be hurt no more.

I call that a State of Shaz.

I am beyond pain and humiliation.

I am the avenging angel
of the perpetually humiliated.

I'll save you, Coral.

I'll save your whole family.
I'll make you strong.

And in return,

you make me whole.

How?

Start by answering the door.

The cops are here.

You got a choice.

Things can either stay the way they are...

or you can fight back.

So, did this woman say anything to you?

No.

- Yes.
- No.

- Yes.
- No.

- No.
- No.

- No?
- No, she didn't.

No.

Did she?

Um...

She said we were the next steps
in, um, human evolution.

The next steps to perfection.

- What, you lot?
- Yeah.

Oh!

Oh, your poor dad.

Look, show them this,
so we can get outta here.

- Is this supposed to be her?
- Yes.

According to six eyewitnesses.

Well, they're wrong.

Her hair wasn't brown.

It was blonde.

Blonde?

And she wasn't 5-foot.
She was 6-foot.

- Yep, she was really tall.
- She was tall.

- Really--
- And her eyes weren't blue.

They were brown.

- B-Brown eyes?
- Um, and she was Chinese.

Yep.

That's right.

She was Chinese.

- Was she all Chinese?
- Except for the French bits.

Remember that fucking awful
white racist shit song...

by them fat ugly white racist
bastards in the '60s...

My Boomerang Won't Come Back?

Well, my boomerang won't come back.

♪ Me ♪

♪ Boomerang won't come back ♪

♪ Me boomerang won't come back ♪

♪ I've waved the thing all over the place ♪

♪ Practiced till I was black in the face ♪

♪ I'm a big disgrace to the Aborigine race ♪

♪ My boomerang won't come back. ♪

Nance, Sandra.
Sandra, Nance.

G'day. Sandra MacDonald,

a Goorie from Bundjalung Nation
via Dolphin Heads lunatic asylum.

Yeah, I've been telling Sandra
all about you, Nance.

Told her you was warts-n-all honest.

- Especially the warts.
- Jesus! Look at the size of this one.

- Who are you, love?
- It's Donna.

- You gonna invite us in, Donna?
- No!

No, I can't!

I've just shampooed the carpets.

Oh, what about my boomerang?

I'll get it.

You just stay here.

You all stay here!

How do you like it?

Sweet and white.

You alright there, love?

Sit down.

Excuse me.

Did I invite you inside?

Oh, Donna's making us tea.

She's a credit to you, Nance.

She's got great legs too.

Hey, Donna, stretch them hamstrings.

See that, Shaz?
Fucking amazing.

Donna!

Put that away.

Get out!

Go on.

Mum.

Here.

Here's what you came for.
Go on.

Off you go. Shoo!

- You're being rude, Mum.
- No, no, don't worry, Donna.

This is more than a social visit.

It's an intervention.

Nance,

you're obsessive compulsive disorder,
and a nasty, gossiping bitch to boot.

You need help and we're here to help you.

You can't control the world
with cleanliness and order.

Life's not like that.
Life's mess.

Oozing, flowing, dripping mess.

Sure, you can keep your house
looking' like a science lab...

and you can have Donna here
acting like a nun with a netball,

but what are you gonna do
when life busts in?

And you, Nance,

you're flesh and blood,
sweat and piss.

You're a woman, Nance, not Tupperware.

Nah, we can't leave you.

This is an emergency.

- I'm calling the police.
- Nah, not a police emergency.

A feminine emergency.

You got any pads?

- What?
- You know?

Pads.

Writing pads?

Sanitary pads.

Preferably Maxi.

- For who?
- All of us.

Actually, yeah.

You know how women living
in close proximity line up menstrually?

Something to do with the moon.

Well, we've all lined up,
haven't we, girls?

Right here, in your lounge room.

I'm having an emergency
on your white couch.

Me too.

Oh, you're a woman now, Jane.

Get out!

Shaz.

Get out!

- Oh.
- Shaz.

Whoa!
Looks like pads all round, Nance.

Oh! Pigs!

You filthy, filthy pigs!

Oh, I'm bleeding like a stuck one,
that's for sure.

- I'll get the toilet paper.
- Oh.

- Where's the bathroom?
- Oh!

- Excuse me.
- Move back!

- Get out!
- Oh, no.

Jane, let Nance hit you
with that boomerang.

It's good therapy for her.

Don't be afraid of mess, Nance.

Mess is good. Mess is life.

Call the police!

- Call the police!
- I invited them in!

What are the cops gonna do, Nance?
Arrest us for bleeding?

That's it, Nance. Lose control.

Fight your pathology!

- Coming through.
- Oh!

Break free of your delusions, Nance.
Unleash them forbidden desires.

Them repressed impulses.

- Embrace mess and be free!
- She's gone mental!

- Filthy neanderthal!
- No!

- Mum!
- Filthy sluts!

We'll get them dry-cleaned!

Behold your power.

♪ 'Cause you'll never be as good ♪
♪ as the girl in my head ♪

- The instinct of conformity.
♪ ...really pretty ♪

That's what I'm missing.

It's what they have...

and I don't.

Fuck off, freak.

So neurotypical.

Is my hair nice?

No.

Does...

"neurotypical" mean...

like,

boring?

You're right.

♪ She doesn't know what she does to me ♪

♪ Born without the instinct of conformity ♪

♪ She ain't normal ♪
♪ Just different shades of mental ♪

♪ The fact that we met could not be accidental ♪

♪ And maybe she's not the solution ♪

♪ But she's the next step in human evolution ♪

♪ She's the best I would've guessed ♪

♪ I got impressed as she got undressed ♪

♪ And she is something more or something less ♪

♪ I'm told she's crazy, ♪
♪ but I think she's the best ♪

♪ Ooh ♪

Woo!

♪ Ooh ♪

♪ She doesn't know what she's done to me ♪

♪ Born again, I'm losing my conformity ♪

♪ She makes me feel so funny in the tummy ♪

♪ Like Cinderella, Santa, ♪
♪ Snow White and the Easter Bunny ♪

♪ And maybe she's not the solution ♪

♪ But she's the next step in human evolution ♪

♪ She's the best I would've guessed ♪

♪ I got impressed as she got undressed ♪

♪ And she is something more or something less ♪

♪ I'm told she's crazy, ♪
♪ but I think she's the best ♪

♪ Ooh ♪

Shaz?

I warned you.

This time I kill you.

Nah, I said to him,

"I'm not going to have sex
with you on the first date.

I have self-respect."

Yeah. I know--

Hang on a tick.

Dolphin Heads Council,
Mayor Moochmore's office.

Tisha speaking.

Barry!

Mayor Moochmore!

- I'm in conference!
- There's an emergency at home.

I painted that.

I'm helping Jean widen her access road.

They reckon somebody's died!

Where are youse?
Nobody panic!

I'm here! I'm here!

See? I told you he wasn't dead.

Just seemed like it.

Sit down, Barry.
You're just in time to carve the bird.

The girls cooked everything you see,
including the stuffing.

You seem a bit stuffed yourself.
What have you been up to?

Here's your beer.

Here's your name tag,
so nobody forgets who anybody is.

Michelle.

Peas, Dad?

- Bread and butter, Dad?
- Delicious corn.

- This is gravy.
- Uh...

yeah.

You girls cooked this yourselves?

- Certainly did.
- Yep.

Yeah.

It's, um...

it's great.

Um...

I gotta go.

You're not going anywhere.

What?

- You heard me.
- What?

- You heard me.
- What?

- You heard me.
- What?

- You heard me.
- What?

- "What" means "no".
- What?

When Dad says "what" like that,
he means no.

Is that right, Barry?

When you say "what" like that,
you mean "no" or you just mean "what"?

- What?
- Or does it mean,

"I don't feel comfortable with you girls
because I don't know any of youse.

And I don't know what to say to youse.

Easiest thing for me to do
is run off to the pub with me mates,

and talk about nothing,
instead of everything."

And that's what "what" means.

Innit, Barry?

Wakey-wakey!

I admired you, Barry.

I thought you was a big man.

But, you're nothing but a self-centered,
whining piece of shit.

Jesus!

You think I'm gonna stand by
while you abuse your family?

- I'd never hit any of them.
- Oh, no.

You don't have the guts
to use your fists.

You slap them girls around
with silence, don't you?

You kick them by not looking at them.

You beat your wife by not coming home,
and fucking anything that moves.

- That's not true, I...
- Oh, shut up! I heard the stories.

You know what I did
when my husband hit me?

I slit his face open...

from his eyebrows...

to his chin.

You think he ever hit me again?

Hit me?

He couldn't even look in the mirror
without crying about it.

- Oh.
- Shut up!

- And keep moving!
- God!

- Shaz!
- Call the police!

- Don't hurt him!
- Oh!

- Get off.
- Get in there!

Oh!

You can't kill me!

I'm an elected official!

Oh, it's easy to impress people
who don't know you, innit?

I'll be missed!

Yeah, only by your family.
Suck on that irony.

Michelle.

- I don't have it!
- Michelle.

- Michelle, it's me, love.
- I'm sorry!

I'm so sorry.
I don't have it.

- Shaz?
- Yeah.

I got your dad down here.

This is where she sleeps now, Barry.

She waits till everyone goes to bed
and then she moves her stuff down here.

Tell your dad what
you're doing down here, Michelle.

They know where to find me up there.

- Who does?
- The ones from Lost In Space.

They want the mechanical man.
I don't have him!

They know where I sleep.

They want to hurt me because I'm bad.

They took Mum because I let them down.

I can't be up there no more.

She needs help, Barry.
What are you gonna do about it?

- I'm onto it, sweetheart.
- No!

- You can come out now.
- No!

I've gotta stay here!

I, I gotta stay here.

I wanna talk to her.

- Alone.
- No.

She's my daughter, not yours!

Why don't you tell me about it, OK?

You won't get mad?

No.

I won't get mad.

You won't hate me no more?

You were married, Shaz.

You were married to Trevor Blundell.

Married?

Till death do us part.

I meant that,

even if he didn't.

- He told me you were dead.
- And what about Grace?

He tell you about our daughter?

He told you she was dead too, didn't he?

Yeah, well, she ain't dead.

He's got her.

And he keeps her against her will.

No.

That's why I come to Dolphin Heads.

That's why your dad stopped for me.

That's why you work for him.

It's your destiny.

Trust me?

I done for you, didn't I?

Then you do for me.

Go on.

He needs you.

Ian Davies, please.

Yeah, Barry Moochmore.

Yeah, Ian?

Oh, no, not, not good, actually.

It's me daughter Michelle,
she's feeling crook.

She's hearing voices, Ian.

Telling her to kill herself and that.

Yeah, I think you better.

See you soon.

I don't hate youse.

Who said I hated youse?

I grew up with boys, that's all.

They used to compare...

me and me brothers to the Kennedys.

We was like Jack, Bobby
and Teddy in Hyannis Port.

Except, we were Barry, Vince,
and Ken in Dolphin Heads.

And me dad...

he was a big man,

a rogue, like old Joe Kennedy was.

And he told us...

that we was destined for greatness
like them Kennedy boys.

But, this is my greatness, isn't it?

Mayor of nothing but a shithole town...

with an insane wife
and five mental daughters.

So, you didn't get what you want?

Big deal!

We're girls, Dad.

We're gonna be girls
for the rest of our lives,

so why don't you just shut up about it?

And we want you to start coming home,

and talking to us about things.

And taking us places,

like the beach and that.

- Like we were a real family.
- Because we are one.

If you think about it.

And we want you to stop
seeing other women,

because everybody knows about it.

Mum did too.

It's just embarrassing.

I would never have dared...

not in a million years...

dared to talk to my father like this!

One wrong look and he thrashed
the living daylights outta me!

Yeah.

He was a bad father too.

Dad.

There weren't only Kennedy boys.

There were girls too.

And, and one of them was mental.

And they put her away.

So...

you're sort of like a Kennedy.

Well, if you think about it.

Yeah.

I reckon I am.

Doris Charles speaking.

We have Elizabeth the 1st
and all her wee friends.

No! No! No!

Smile.

Doris has got something
to say to you, Shirley.

I've...

I've...

- I've...
- What's that? Speak up, Doris.

I've...

always...

been jealous of you...

of your sweet, caring nature...

and the fact that Mum loved you
more than she loved me.

- Oh! No, she didn't.
- She did.

- Well, she didn't.
- She did.

- She did.
- She really didn't.

She did.

And old Doris here's been
pissed off about it for years.

But you're over that now,
ain't you, Doris?

- Yes.
- Yeah, and twice a week,

she's gonna come over to your house and
have a cup of tea with you and the girls.

And afterwards, she's gonna help you
with the dishes, aren't you, Doris?

And maybe some vacuuming.

Little bit of laundry too,
aren't you, Doris?

Aren't ya?

Elizabeth the 1st.

Yes, I am. I will, yes.

And she's very, very sorry.

I'm very, very sorry.

- For what?
- For being a cunt.

- I will not say that.
- Oh, no. Oh don't--

But, you are a cunt. You are
the cuntiest cunt of all time.

- Admit your cunthood.
- No, don't make her say that.

- An irrefutable fact, like gravity.
- Oh, please don't make her say that.

Oh, alright. She's sorry for not
being a very good sister. Hm?

Oh, I'm sorry too.

- You don't have to be sorry, Shirley.
- Yes, I do.

- No.
- I do.

- Shirley?
- No, I do.

- Shirley?
- I do.

- Shirley?
- But, I do.

- Shirley?
- I really am sorry.

She's right.

You don't.

I haven't been a very good sister.

Oh, come on out, Shirley.

Everything's gonna be alright.

But, what about Barry?

Is he still angry with me?

Shirley, as you know,
I think Doris here is a cunt,

but she is right about one thing.

Barry's a bit of a dickhead.

You have to stop worrying
about what he thinks...

because he only ever thinks of himself.

Mum!

Hello!

- I love you.
- Mum? Mum?

Mum, it's me.

I'm Michelle.

G'day, love.

What's happening?

- How are you feeling?
- Oh, I'm fine.

Fine.

Oh, sweetheart, stop.

I voted for you.

- Oh.
- So did Beverly.

Oh, thank you, love.
Both of youse.

You can come out now, Mum.
The house is all clean.

And Noxious Nance went mental,
didn't she, Shaz?

High-dependency ward, Shirley.
The Quiet Room.

Donna ran off with a borderline
personality lesbian Aboriginal.

You remember? Sandra.

- Oh, Sandra. How is Sandra?
- Married.

- To Donna.
- Here, they sent me a picture.

They eloped to Adelaide,
and Nance just went ballistic.

And kidnapped Donna out of a supermarket.

So, Sandra's doctors had Nance certified.

See Shirley, all this time
you was the normal one.

- And guess what?
- Mm?

Oh, uh, I'm schizophrenic.

Michelle's schizophrenic and Coral's not.

Dad got a psychiatrist,
didn't you, Dad?

Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Ian Davies.

You remember Ian.
He's the one that...

helped put you--

But he gave me, um, uh, clozapine.

As long as Michelle keeps taking that,
she's gonna be fine.

Oh.

I don't know if things are
coming together or falling apart.

Don't cry, Mum.

I'm happy.

All the girls are jealous of me,
aren't you?

Come out, Shirl.

You can't be in here no more.

Please come home.
We miss you so much, Mum.

- We made our beds
- And I washed the dishes

and Kayleen dried them.

And, and I can play with you at home.

- Come home, love.
- Look, the whole kitchen,

it's really clean.

- Come home.
- Please, Mum?

- OK.
- Yes!

Saturday, 7 P.M.

He'll be at the aquarium,
spouting his shark-hunter bullshit.

And that's when we do it.

Now, the boat's booby-trapped,
so we gotta be smart.

If we want Grace, we have to have
something we can negotiate with,

something he cares about.

You know what I'm talking about,
don't you, Coral?

Find the keys,

unlock them chains on the wheels.

We tow it right outta there.

♪ She doesn't know what she does to me ♪

♪ Born without the instinct of conformity ♪

♪ She ain't normal, ♪
♪ just different shades of mental ♪

♪ The fact that we met, ♪
♪ it could not be accidental ♪

- Grace?
- ♪ Maybe she's not the solution ♪

♪ But she's the next step in human evolution ♪

♪ She's the best-- ♪

Oh!

Oh. What?

- What are you singing, mate?
- What?

Where'd you get them words?

- I made them up.
- "Instinct of conformity"?

"Next step"?

Where is she?

Where is the mad bitch?

Grace?

Where is she?

Where's your daughter?

- Sure that mate, I saw that book.
- It's fine.

- Michelle, what you got is the book on--
- Shhh! There's someone coming.

Nothing to worry about, Shirl.

We're just going to steal
me ex-husband's shark.

Go back to bed.

Shaz!

- That old bitch.
- I want you to treat this as a kidnapping.

Don't worry, I've been in tighter
spots than this.

- Come on!
- No, Shaz. No.

No, no.
When you wake up, Shirley,

I'll be gone and you'll have
your family back.

- No.
- Mum, I've got this.

Youse check down the hallway,
youse check out on the verandah.

Don't worry, we're not here for you.
We're here for Shaz.

She's nuts.
She attacked me with a knife.

Oh, shut up about that.

More importantly,
where are my dolls?

Die dolls!

He told me about you, Shaz.

Black out your face, Coral.

- Grace drowned.
- What?

She was a drug addict.
She went swimming in the sea--

You don't know the first thing
about me daughter, you hear me?

Grace weren't on drugs
and she didn't drown.

She got took by a shark,
his shark, the one in his show.

The shark that ate Harold Holt?

It never ate Harold Holt.

That's bullshit he made up for the punters.

He caught it five years ago,
the day after Grace went missing

because he knew, he knew,
it was the shark that took her.

He's got a restraining order on you, Shaz.

He says if you go near him,
he'll put you away again.

Again?

You told him, didn't you?

Oh, you told him.

- He already knew!
- Oh, don't you lie to me!

You're the liar!

We're not special,
we're not the next steps either!

- No, Coral!
- Three times it's happened.

- No.
- He moves to a place...

- and she finds losers,
- It's not true!

- losers like us.
- No!

- I'm not a loser!
- She picks the stupid...

- and the lonely, and she flatters you,
- Oh, no.

avenges you, and before you know it,

you have boot-polish on your face,
helping her steal a dead shark!

No!

Coral, she believes in us!

Tell them.
Tell them what you really think.

Oh, shut up!

Tell them, you lying bitch!

Oh, you're nothing!

You're too stupid
to stand up for yourselves,

too lazy to care about anyone but you!

What else are you good for but lies?

Get it?

We're stupid, lazy and unpopular.

But, at least we're not crazy.

Oh, I can't--

You take it back.

No.

Take it back.

You hear voices.

You hear your daughter's voice
calling you from inside a dead shark.

Nobody...

can save you from that.

The spirit lives on after the body,
don't you know that?

But, it can be trapped.

It screams out in pain...

but no-one is hearing it.

A mother never stops hearing it.

Her spirit's gotta be in the ocean
where she died.

I've got to get it outta me head.

Come on.

No.

No.

Well...

you promised me.

He knows you're coming, Shaz.

Get out of here...

- while you still can.
- Go, Shaz!

Please.

Don't you know what it's like

to care for someone
more than you care for yourself?

Ripper.

Hold still, all right?

Just, please, just lay still.

Help me out here.

Hey, stay back, love.
Stay out of it.

Don't hurt her, please.

- No!
- Gonna make it. Most dead.

Could we have lunch this Friday?

Or, or afternoon tea?

- Dad's home!
- It's Dad!

- I got over here.
- Great, I do the peas.

Dad loves peas.

G'day!

Mrs. Moochmore.

Yes.

Trevor Blundell.

Coral's employer.

Former employer.

Sorry, love.
You're out of a job.

I'm closing the shark show.
Taking off tonight.

Cheers, love.

You all feel bad about Shaz, I know.

But, you done the right thing.

They'll let her out.

They always do.
Then it starts again.

Why don't you just give her the shark?

She never gets that shark.

She never gets to forget what she done.

- What did she do?
- She looked the other way!

She wants to protect Grace now!

Where was she then?

Maybe, she'll die.

There's a possibility.

She can't take another 12 months
searching for me, it'll kill her.

Or she'll kill herself.

Shaz would never do that.

That a fact?

A little girl once told me
she jumped off a verandah

because she didn't like
the look of her own face.

Imagine if that little girl knew real pain.

Grief.

Despair.

Maybe, she'd out her throat too.

Yeah.

Or her wrists.

Or try to hang herself in the bathroom
with the elastic from her pajamas.

Maybe this time, we'll be lucky,
and there'll be no five-minute checks.

And we can all be free.

I had a family.

We used to sit around a table and...

talk about things.

The future.

Hm.

We had it all.

We just didn't know it.

G'day, Trev.

Oh, Coral says...

sorry, but...

they've stolen your shark.

They left this, but--

Oh, mate.

You're not still upset about that, are you?

What are you doing?

No.

♪ She doesn't know ♪

- ♪ What she does to me ♪
- Oh, look.

Jesus! We don't have the time!

- ♪ ...instinct of conformity ♪
- Mate, please.

- ♪ She ain't normal ♪
- Please!

- ♪ Just different shades of mental ♪
- Help!

I give it back to her.

G'day, Shirley.
How was Wollongong?

I wouldn't know, Jack,
I was in a mental hospital.

That would be crazy.

Where have you been
the last three days, Barry?

What?

I said,

where have you been
the last three days?

- What?
- And who's she?

I painted that.

What?

I see.

So nothing's changed, then, has it?

You're leaving me, Barry.

Actually, you left me a long time ago.

But this time, you're really leaving me.

What about me election?

What?

I said, what about me election?

- What?
- His election.

- What? What! What!

Oh.

- Where is it?
- Ah!

- Look.
- Oh!

The plaque!
The emergency plaque!

- Oh.
- The emergency plaque!

Where is it?

Shirley.

Shirley!

Stop!

I have been saving this...

for a special occasion.

Your very own waterfall.

Named it after you.

Pushed it through the council last year.

It, it's in the rainforest
near Mount Warning.

It's only a two-hour hike from the road...

if you use a machete.

Oh.

Shirley Moochmore Falls.

It's true.

I did fall.

I fell,

deep in a forest.

And there was no-one there to hear me.

Except, there was someone.

And it wasn't you.

You had a family, Barry.

You had a wife.

♪ God created foam ♪

♪ Who created you? ♪

♪ His Son could walk on water ♪

♪ So, that is how we knew ♪

♪ Surf the tube ♪

♪ Surf the tube ♪

Oh, yeah.

♪ You can't have a bee ♪

♪ Without a bit of buzz ♪

♪ You can't expect to smoke a lot ♪
♪ and not have lots of fuzz ♪

♪ Surf the tube ♪

♪ Surf the tube ♪
- Yeah, Trev.

♪ If JC were on Earth ♪

- ♪ What would He do? ♪
- Oh!

♪ He'd surf the tube. ♪

Come on, Trev!

Hello. Excuse me.

- Um, hi.
- Thank you.

- Bye.
- My name's Shirley Moochmore.

I used to be a patient here.

I was the one who thought
her husband had won Wheel Of Fortune.

Anyway, I'm fine now, thanks to you
and Prozac, of course.

These are my daughters. This is
Leanne, Coral, and that's Michelle--

Sharon Thornbender.
We wanna see Sharon Thornbender.

Shirley!

- Sandra!
- Oh!

- Sandra!
- Donna!

Donna, you free!

They got Shaz in here?

Fuck! You mum's gonna shit!

Wait till they clap eyes on each other.

Mum won't see us.

She reckons we're abnormal freaks.

- Hey, check out our wedding rings.
- Oh, that's so nice.

- We're here to bust Shaz out.
- Oh.

Yeah, that's why we got the koala.

- Oh.
- And there's this.

- Oh.
- Don't worry, it's not real.

No, no, no. No.
Once she's safe,

I'll turn myself in and plead insanity.

You gone mad.

I'd do the same for you.

- Aw.
- Aw.

You here for Shaz?

Oh, yes.

Yeah, Shaz says,
she doesn't wanna see youse.

Actually,

she says she never wants
to see you again...

ever.

They asked me to give you this.

They said you'd understand.

♪ Climb every mountain ♪

♪ Search high and low ♪

♪ Follow every byway ♪

♪ Every path you know ♪

♪ Climb every mountain ♪

♪ Ford every stream ♪

♪ Follow every rainbow ♪

♪ Till you find your dream ♪

♪ A dream that will need ♪

♪ All the love you can give ♪

How are you feeling, Nance?
A little zonked?

I'm not surprised.
We put 1,200 volts through you head.

How about a little walk, hey?

♪ Climb every mountain ♪

♪ Ford every stream ♪

♪ Follow every rainbow ♪

♪ Till you find your dream ♪

♪ A dream that will need ♪

♪ All the love you can give ♪

Oh, fuck youse.
Fuck youse all.

♪ Every day of your life ♪

♪ For as long as you live ♪

- ♪ For as long as you live ♪
- Nance!

Nance!

They can sing.

My girls can sing.

Family, Nance.
That's what matters.

People accepting you
for who you are, and...

you accepting them right back.

Mum?

I love you, Mum.

♪ Till you find ♪

- ♪ Your dream ♪
- Oh.

I love you too, Mum.

Aw!

Look at Noxious with the dykes!

Go for it!

- Jesus!
- Shaz, come on!

She's gone mental again!

Hurry!
Come on, come on, come on.

Let's go and free your daughter.

♪ Do you believe in surfing? ♪

- ♪ Do you believe? ♪
- Aah...

♪ The sun and the buoys ♪

♪ Yeah, the waves,
yeah, the crashing seas ♪

♪ When you feel like shark that been caught in a tank ♪

♪ ... let you down like you bow to the bank ♪

♪ Do you believe in surfing? ♪
♪ Do you believe? ♪

Yeah!

♪ Do you believe in surfing ♪
♪ Do you believe, yeah ♪

♪ Do you believe in surfing? ♪
♪ I believe ♪

♪ I believe, I believe, I believe, I believe ♪

♪ Trevor ♪ Oh!

Oh!

Brutal.

Jane, you take Ripper.

- Stand back.
- You believe it's all right?

Come on! Come on!

Hit it!

Shaz!

Step away from the tank!

Ripper, down.

No, Trev.

Not possible.

I'll shoot you.

I'll shoot you dead.

Yeah, well, you're gonna have to.

Because this time, I'm doing it.

She's gonna be free.

- Or I join her.
- She's dead!

- Why don't you let her die?
- Because she calls me!

You hear her too!
I know you hear her!

Of course, I hear her.

I hear her every day of me life.

In me heart, me memories.

But not coming out of that fucking shark!

- Trev.
- Shut up, Coral!

You're in over you head.

You want it to stop, Trev?

Pull the trigger.

Because I can't stop no other way.

Help me.

You're the only one who understands.

Help me.

Do it.

Do it.

No!

OK!

- Forward!
- Go forward!

- Mum, move forward.
- Come on, Trevor!

Trevor!

Trevor!

- Trevor!
- Slowly!

- Mum, slowly!
- Slowly!

- Slowly!
- Slowly, Mum!

- Slowly!
- Slowly, Mum!

I'm going slowly.

Slowly!

Okay, easy.

That so insane!

Be careful, Trevor!

Easy does it.

- What?
- Give me the rope.

Chuck it now.

- I'm right.
- Okay.

Got it, yeah, I'm ready.

I've got it. I've got it!

When she clears the tank, pull.

I love you, you cunt.

You fucking mad bitch.

What now?

- Now?
- Now?

- No!
- Go!

No!

Oh, my God!

Shaz!

Shaz!

Trev!

Shaz!

He looks sorry.

He just wants me to show up
to his campaign launch, that's all.

Come on, Mum.

What would Shaz do?

Tell your father I will go...

under one condition.

Ladies and gentlemen,

he's the current...

and future Mayor of
Dolphin Heads City Council,

Barry Moochmore!

Yeah!

Barry!

♪ Edelweiss ♪

♪ Edelweiss ♪

♪ Every morning you greet me ♪

- What are you doing?
- Piss off.

♪ Small and white ♪

- ♪ Clean and bright ♪
- Have you lost your mind?

Get stuffed.
♪ You look happy to meet ♪

♪ Me ♪

♪ Blossom of snow may you bloom ♪

- ♪ And grow ♪
- Shut up.

♪ Bloom and grow ♪

- ♪ Forever ♪
- Shut the fuck up.

♪ Edelweiss ♪

- ♪ Edelweiss ♪
- ♪ Shut up ♪

- ♪ Bless my homeland ♪
- ♪ You'll regret this forever ♪

♪ Forever. ♪

♪ Edelweiss ♪

♪ Edelweiss ♪

♪ Every morning You greet me ♪

♪ Small and white ♪

♪ Clean and bright ♪

♪ You look happy to meet me ♪

♪ Blossom of snow may you bloom and grow ♪

♪ Oh oh! ♪
♪ Bloom and grow forever ♪

♪ Edelweiss, edelweiss ♪

♪ Bless my homeland forever ♪

They're just like the Von Trapps!

Moochmore, Moochmore, Moochmore...

Moochmore, Moochmore, Moochmore...

Moochmore, Moochmore, Moochmore...

How embarrassing!

♪ So long ♪

♪ Farewell ♪

♪ Auf Wiedersehen, goodnight ♪

♪ I hate to go ♪

♪ And leave this pretty sight ♪

♪ Cuckoo ♪

- ♪ Cuckoo ♪
- I lived.

- ♪ Cuckoo ♪
- ♪ Cuckoo ♪

- ♪ The sun ♪
- ♪ The sun ♪

- ♪ Has gone ♪
- ♪ Has gone ♪

No!

♪ So long ♪

♪ So long ♪

- ♪ Farewell ♪
- ♪ Farewell ♪

- ♪ Auf wiedersehen, goodbye ♪
- ♪ Auf wiedersehen, goodbye ♪

- ♪ Goodbye ♪
- ♪ Goodbye ♪

Ooh!

♪ Goodbye ♪

♪ Goodbye ♪

- ♪ Goodbye ♪
- Woo-hoo! Yeah!