Original subtitles

[Jim] You see, there are people in your life, kids.

You can't be with them, but you're

never really free of them, either.

Bev.

[Jim] You just leave scuff marks on each other's souls.

You come back, and then you go.

And then you come back and you'll go again.

Hello.

Hi.

[Fiona] You know what?

Don't think I have enough spam and Branston pickle sandwiches for two.

Terry is a cop!

That makes my son a cop killer!

Where... where are you taking him? What are you doing?

I will find out what happened to Terry Harris.

Police! Open up!

I'd like to ask you some questions.

It's about the Terry Harris case.

No one will ever find the body.

[Dan] She's like a mix tape of everything she's ever seen or heard.

I think I've taken care of it.

So where're are we gonna put him?

Think I know what to do.

You have to find a way to live with it, or you'll destroy your entire family.

But they're kids! You're going to ruin everyone's lives, for what?

For justice.

-I just wanna leave. -Why don't we?

Fairbank reckons your kids killed Terry

because he was violent and you're both lying to protect them.

[Sammy] I'm never going to be able to trust Bev, and you're not family.

So get your shit and go.

Fairbank's been kicked off the case.

I now have no witness, no motive, no body.

So you're back to being a Constable now?

-Yes. -That's embarrassing.

You're the most incompetent person I know,

and you got away with murder.

[rumbles]

What the fuck was that?

[helicopter whirring]

[reporter] This is Beaumont Street and just minutes after the blast

or the explosion or the earthquake

and it looks as though bombs have hit all along here.

It's like a war scene,

and buildings all up and down the street have just collapsed into the roadway.

[rumbles]

[woman] It came underneath the buildings.

Everything just flew off the walls.

[sirens blaring]

I was in Newcastle Workers Club and the whole club just collapsed.

It just shook and everything just caved in.

[man] Everything's lyin' on the corner...

[reporter] Tony Brisco reporting from Newcastle there,

and as we told you before,

the Ambulance Service is sending all available vehicles,

perhaps a fixed wing aircraft as well...

Maybe it was an explosion?

Yeah, maybe.

Yeah, look. Smoke.

Must have been an explosion.

Off you get, kids.

This bus isn't going anywhere.

Earthquake.

-Wait, what? -Earthquake?

Yeah. All transport's been grounded.

You two kids'll have to run away another day.

No-- We're not...

we're not running away.

No, we're just going on a trip.

[chuckles] I've been a bus driver for 15 years.

You think I don't know what two kids running away looks like?

Now come on, get off the bus. I'm going surfing.

Hurry up.

Just go home. Act normal.

I'll come back for you later.

What are the chances the day we run away, there's an earthquake?

I know, it's like this fucking town won't let us leave.

Hey, are the phone lines down?

Yeah. They're saying it was a 5.6 on the Richter scale.

It isn't connecting.

One of the biggest earthquakes in Australian history!

I've gotta get to my kids.

This could really put Newcastle on the map.

[helicopter whirring]

[people yelling]

[sirens blaring]

[Sammy] Chris.

Hey, Chris!

I need to borrow your car keys.

Not now, Sammy! There are people trapped in here.

-I need to get them out. -Yeah, alright!

I've gotta go home and see if my kids are okay.

Don't shout at me!

Now for God's sake, let me get back to work!

Hey, hey, hey, Chris.

Everything's gonna be okay.

Sammy, step back.

Step back!

You mustn't go in the ruins.

Leave me to do this, please.

God, you're really looking out for me.

No, I've hired a photographer and I don't want it to look like you're helping me.

God, you are genuinely awful.

Look, Sandy's going to be back any second to cover my reaction.

Now get out of here.

Get safe, Sammy, and let me get back to saving my constituents!

Chris, where are you parked?

[theme music playing]

[radio chatter]

I was going to find you. You okay?

I'm... I'm fine. Mum, where are the kids? Are they okay?

Yeah, no, they're fine, they're fine.

Sammy, you...

you gotta see the house.

-[sirens wailing] -[dogs barking]

[wood cracking]

[crash]

[Jean] Kids, will you help me sort through some of this?

Be careful of glass.

You've both had tetanus shots?

Alright, good.

Let's clear some of that stuff away.

[Frances crying]

[laughs]

[Jim] What's funny?

Suck shit, Bev.

You're welcome to move in!

[laughs]

It's all yours!

You know your home's completely fucked?

Correction, Bev, our home.

Oh, and if you can find the fridge in the ruins,

you're very welcome to my yoghurt.

Yoghurt? You're so stuck up.

"Oh, hello, my name's Samantha. I'm the Queen of England

and you can have all my aubergine yoghurt."

There's no such thing as aubergine yoghurt, you simpleton.

Whatever, Samantha.

This is the house that we were raised in.

You and I spilled our blood on this pavement.

Our tears have fallen upon every bedspread.

My seed's splashed upon every wall!

This is the house where I was going to teach Frances

crucial survival skills,

such as karate and celestial navigation.

This house is our family.

Oh! And family's so important to you, isn't it, Jim?

That's not even your baby.

[Jean] Will you kids stop it, for God's sake?

I will not have you two at each other's throats today.

Mum, Jim has told Bev everything.

He betrayed me and my kids the second he was putting his dick back in that skank.

Bitch, you're gonna get it after I burp Frances.

Now he's getting all misty-eyed about the family.

Sammy, I know we haven't always been a perfect family...

You got that right.

...but we are family, and a strong one.

And it will stay that way.

Come here, Sammy.

Go on, Mum, defend him.

Ow!

He's always been the favourite.

Mothers don't have favourites.

Yeah we do.

Sammy, if the earthquake's done this to the house,

imagine what it's done to the carpark?

Shit.

Okay, don't mention this to Jim. He tells Bev everything.

You stay with the kids. I'll go and check it out.

-Yep. -See if it's okay.

-I won't be long. -Okay.

Oh!

I've burped Frances.

-[sirens blaring] -[horns honking]

[fire alarm ringing]

[sirens blaring in distance]

[car alarms blaring]

[engine turns off]

[flies buzzing]

Oh!

[gags]

Oh, fuck!

[alarm ringing]

Hello?

-Fiona! -Sammy.

Have you been sniffing permanent marker?

No.

Well, then what are you doing down there?

Waiting for the aftershocks.

They can be the deadliest part of an earthquake.

Also, there's usually looters.

Did you come to check if I was okay?

-Yep. -Oh!

I'm okay, Sammy. I'm okay!

Hey, we should go looting.

Yeah. No. Ah, listen, I need to ask a favour.

Certainly. Is it related to the disappearance of Terry Harris?

No.

And the fact that Fairbank reckons you and your brother are lying to protect your kids?

-No. -Because your kids are involved

in whatever happened to Terry Harris that afternoon?

No.

Okay, go on then.

Okay, I need to borrow your car.

It's not going to be for very long.

Yeah, sure.

Oh, it needs a bit of a tidy.

It's not important. I'm also going to close the carpark, okay?

Don't let anyone in there while I'm gone.

Why? Have you got a dead body in there?

No!

[whistle blows]

-[Fairbank] Fiona! -[whispers] Fairbank.

[mouths silently] Fuck!

[Fairbank calling out] Fiona, are you in here?

[whispers] Do not let him into the carpark,

under any circumstances!

Oh, bravo, Sammy.

Bravo.

You buried Terry in the carpark

where you thought he'd never be found.

But you never reckoned on a seismic shift in the Earth's crust.

[Fairbank] Fiona!

Oh, Fiona!

[panting]

Oh my God, you're okay.

Have you been sniffing permanent marker--

What are you doing here?

I just-- I-- I was so worried that your giant desk

had fallen on you and the way that we had left things after our fight

and you had gone to all that trouble to make those

spam and Branston pickle sandwiches--

Oh, look, I've dropped my pen. I'd better pick that up.

Oh, okay. That's, um...

-Yeah. -I can wait.

Um...

-Pick this up. -You need a hand?

-No, I've got it. -Okay, good.

Yeah.

Okay. And I'd just feel really bad

if you were dying here and you know,

-we hadn't sorted things-- -Oh Christ, is it hot?

-Yeah, it really is. -Hot.

I guess it's just the sub-tropical climate.

Might have to open a button.

Okay. Um...

Oh for God's sake, you look tense.

I am rather--

[Fiona] Do you want me to give you a massage?

[Fairbank] Oh, yeah, I mean, that would be...

[mouths silently] Fuck off!

-[Fairbank] ...good. -Oh, you're all knots.

Um, oh that's actually pretty good

-if you just down there a... -Yeah, lower?

Oh yeah, that's great.

Ah, your thumbs are extraordinary.

Oh, thanks.

[sirens blaring]

Come on, you stupid piece of shit--

Oh.

Oh, you've--

[starts engine]

[flies buzzing]

Oh!

I was so scared after our fight that we were over.

Oh, it was just one fight.

I love you so much.

And I think now you probably understand

how important it is to me to solve this case.

What?

No! No!

I think now you understand how wrong

I think it is to pursue it.

But I can catch Terry's killers. I'm so close.

But he deserved it!

And you can't send those kids to prison because of him.

Oh! I couldn't love a man who did that.

Wait, are you--

Are you making me choose between you and solving the case?

Yeah.

In all crime dramas, there's a point where the cop's obsession

with the crime comes into direct conflict with their personal life.

It's a trope of the genre.

What?

Yeah, make your choice.

Like when the cop realizes the killer is their best friend.

Or their girlfriend.

I didn't do it, by the way.

Um ...

I-- I need to think about this, Fiona.

Are you shitting me?

No, I'm not shitting you.

Making sure that whoever did this is brought to justice,

it's all I can think about.

This is the hardest choice I've ever been presented with.

This is just like that movie

where the woman has to make a hard choice.

Um, her name's Sophie. I--

I can't remember what it's called.

-"Sophie's Choice." -No, I don't think that's it.

Listen, Fiona, I-- I...

I just need some time to think, okay?

Yeah, well, you can shit off.

[Sandy] Oh yeah.

Oh yeah!

This is nice.

This is front page!

Oh, Chris, later we should get some shots of you crouching down,

pretending to speak to an injured person.

-Okay. -Why is your shirt undone?

Oh!

Chris! Hey. Hi.

Ah, I need to speak to you for a second.

No. I mean, this earthquake is a fantastic PR opportunity.

Yes, no, I understand that.

But I really, really need to speak to you.

Can you just step back, Sammy?

Back, out of the shot.

Now, Chris, see that big lump of concrete there?

I want you to get under it and pretend to be shifting it, yeah?

-Okay, okay. -Great.

Hey, Chris, I need you to finish up here

because I need you to come and help me with something

-and it's very, very important. -[straining] I can't.

This is a natural disaster

and my constituents need leadership

and I need the publicity.

Don't look like you're struggling!

We need strength!

This is actually very heavy.

Actually, interestingly,

the thing that I need some help with

is very much a PR-related issue.

-It'll have to wait. -Yeah, well, it can't.

Oh! There's a woman over there with a fantastic head injury.

I'm going to go over and organize a photo op.

Chris. Chris!

The concrete in the carpark's cracked wide open

and there's flies all over Terry.

-Oh, what! -[man] Ah,

I wouldn't pull that face.

I told you not to put Terry's body in the parking lot.

Yeah, I know, we didn't have many options at the time.

And to be fair, until today's earthquake

it was a pretty elegant solution.

Well you're gonna have to move Terry now!

Yeah, that's why I'm here, dickhead! I need your help.

Well I can't... I can't shift a dead body.

I've got the press following my every move.

Okay, Chris, we've gotta go.

The aged care home has collapsed

and there's a huge rescue effort going on

-and I want to cover it, yeah? -Okay, okay.

And then after that, we go to the steel works.

You need to be everywhere today.

Yes, yes. Look, look, look, I'll join you there.

I'm gonna get a lift with Sammy.

Fine. Come on, let's go!

Okay. Alright.

Let's get this done.

Okay, look, I can keep the reporters occupied,

but you, you've gotta get rid of that body, Sammy.

How?

What is this piece of shit? Where's my car?

Oh yes, this is Fiona's.

I had to park your car in your sparking space to hide

the massive crack exposing Terry's fly-blown corpse.

Fuck!

[sirens blaring]

-So what am I meant to do? -[Sandy] Chris!

Figure it out. I don't know. Ask Jim.

He'll tell Bev!

-What about your mum? -Oh my God, Chris.

I've gotta move a dead body out of concrete.

I think I'm gonna need a bit of help from a man.

Oh! Here we go.

See, you women's libbers are all the same.

You know, "We don't need men"

but then when it's a dead body, concrete, all of a sudden--

Oh my God, this is not helping!

Just get rid of the body, Sammy.

I don't know how, just get rid of it, okay?

[Sandy] Just hurry up!

It gets a bit--

This car's a piece of shit!

[Sandy] Chris, I need you here now.

Yeah, I'm coming, Sandy.

What the hell took you so long?

-Do your fucking shirt up! -Alright, alright!

No, no, not him.

This is Chris George, do you remember?

The local MP that I talk about--

How are you? Thank you, Mrs. Hodge.

Don't bother, she's deaf. Sit down.

So we'll just take the shot now, yeah?

Mrs. Atkins.

I didn't buy enough Vermouth for the martinis.

I wasn't expecting so many people!

Oh, it's a terrible thing.

Well, I'm sure they can get more.

Where's Dan?

He said he'd be back soon.

Always surfing.

Sometimes I think that boy is part fish.

It's getting late.

Is your arm okay?

I want a cigarette, Dorothy.

Don't tell Dad.

I don't think you smoke.

Don't I?

Dan gave you this?

Sammy?

Oh!

Happy New Year! Oh, it's not my smoke.

Dorothy's been smoking.

I have not!

What are you doing here? Here, Mum.

Oh.

[Sammy] Um...

Did you come to check on Mum?

Yep.

Soon as I'd heard that the care home collapsed,

I thought, "Shit.

-Dan's Mum." -Thank you.

That's surprisingly nice.

It felt like the right thing to do.

That's what you do when you care for people.

You do things for them.

[Mrs. Atkins] That's what you do when you care for people.

You do things for them.

[Dan] Ah, is your family okay?

Yeah, fine.

Um, hey, are you-- are you busy today?

Not really.

I mean, the-- the school got evacuated.

We got real lucky no one was hurt there.

That is great.

Um...

I-- I need your help with something.

[laughs] Yes, nice.

Very nice.

I think we're almost done here,

so I'd like to head off to the fire at the steel works.

Yeah okay, I'll jump in the car with you two.

-Okay. -Makes sense.

Okay, just...

Oh, terrific.

[camera shutters]

[helicopter whirring]

What the shit, Sammy!

I know! I know.

I wouldn't ask you if I wasn't completely fucked!

And don't forget, I did come all the way out here

to check on your mum.

[Mrs. Atkins] Took care of it.

It's a terrible thing.

It's a bit different than moving a decomposed body!

I know, but I can't do this on my own.

I will never know how to do it.

Well, you'd need hardware supplies for a start.

See, that's an excellent suggestion.

See, you're really good at this.

I can't, Sammy!

I've-- I've been to prison.

Took me years to get my life back on track.

And if I don't move Terry,

then my son is going to go to prison, okay?

The cop has figured it out.

No.

This is what you do.

This is the trail of destruction

and I just get sucked into it every time.

[sighs]

Fine.

I always thought that you and I

at least could...

I hope Trish and teaching PE's worth it.

He's probably surfing.

I always said that boy is part-fish.

Bye, Mrs Atkins.

Do you know where Dan's gone?

No, I don't.

[sirens blaring]

I hope Trish and teaching PE is worth it.

Oh,

light my cigarette, would you?

[lighter flicks]

Probably with that Cooper girl.

Can't keep that pair apart.

Fuck!

[sighs]

Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!

[engine starts]

We need to go to my place first and get supplies.

-Thank-- -Yeah, I know.

I know.

Well, I mean it.

[sirens blaring approaching]

Go.

[Dan] Right, pull forward.

Trish is still home.

Alright.

-Back in a sec. -Okay.

[tools crash, clank]

[Trish] Dan, is that you?

Yep!

Oh, I didn't hear you come home.

What are you doing in here?

Oh, you know, just, um...

checking that everything's okay.

We're so lucky, Dan. The house is fine.

How's your mum?

Um, the care home

was damaged, but--

but she's fine, which is good.

I just can't believe this has happened.

Yes. Yes, it was unexpected.

We carry on with our lives, day in, day out,

but we forget that Mother Nature dances to her own beat

and she cares not for the petty whims of mortals.

Mm.

-It just makes you.. -Think.

-...horny. -Really?

Life could be taken away from us at any second, Danny.

None of us know when.

All we have...

is this moment.

Well that just makes me more anxious than horny.

[tool clanks]

What was that? What have you got there?

-What's that? -Oh wait!

It does make me horny.

Come on, Dan. What the fuck are you doing?

[mouths silently] What the fuck?

[mouths silently] I have to fuck her!

[scoffs]

[grunts]

[groans]

[sighs]

Did you just--

I had to fuck her to get past her.

Wow.

I mean, that was fast, Dan.

-Thank you. -How did you even--

I mean, that's like 45 seconds.

I faked it.

[both laughs]

-Did you get the stuff? -Yeah, I did.

Hey, Dan,

you didn't ever fake it with me, did you?

-Every time. -Ugh!

[sirens blaring]

[fire alarm ringing]

[helicopter whirring]

Shit!

Well, that's a bust.

What do you wanna do now?

[Sammy] Got your seatbelt on?

[Dan] Yeah, why?

Sammy, whoa!

Sammy!

Fuck!

[Sammy gags]

[flies buzzing]

Right so that's--

-that's where-- -Yeah, that's it, yeah.

I'm going to make sure no one's in Chris's office.

He'll be able to see it from up there.

[flies buzzing]

[gags]

[coughs]

[glass shatters]

Whoa.

-Sammy. -What happened?

Oh, it was really terrible.

There was some looters.

Was it you?

Yeah.

You should see the shit that Chris has got in his drawers.

Look at this!

-Want some gold bullion? -No, that's fine.

People always loot on days like this.

You've really got to get in early.

Do you want a packet of pencils?

Uh, yes please.

Listen, um, this building is incredibly unsafe.

You-- you should probably go.

Is that why you came back? To check I was okay?

Yep.

Oh.

I really think you might be my best friend.

Really?

Oh, maybe not.

Listen, ah, you should go and-- and--

and probably leave via the main entrance for safety reasons.

[glass breaks]

I thought the mindless destruction of a tyrant's office

would dull the pain of spurned love.

I've never been dumped before.

Ah, you and Fairbank have...

Yeah.

Can you believe it? The nerve of the guy.

You know, I could have anyone.

You know I slept with a member of Depeche Mode.

Which one?

Don't know, but it was one of them.

Yeah. Look, do you know what might cheer you up right now

is to, um, go and loot other venues,

and leave via the main entrance of this building.

Yeah, well, s'pose I could go via Dick Smith's

and see if I could steal a microwave.

-There you go. -Yeah.

You know, this is Fairbank's loss, not yours.

Just move forward

and leave via the main entrance.

Oh, yeah, you see, I really think you might be my best friend.

-And you mine. -Oh, right.

Leave via the main exit.

Hey, plus, it fucking stinks out there.

You might want to get rid of that corpse.

Hey, guys!

Keep all the patients safe until the buses to the temporary accommodation arrive, alright?

How many are we responsible for on site?

Ah, exactly 42.

Some are injured.

Some are confused and have a tendency to wander.

If you see anyone do that, you shoot to kill.

I'm kidding.

But seriously, don't let them bugger off.

If any of them go missing, apparently their families

will lose their shit.

Okay, I suggest that we station one of you

at either end of the street. Secure the exit points.

I'll stay in this general vicinity.

Establish a strong base camp.

Fuck, Fairbank.

It is like working with the Leonardo da Vinci

of care-home-bus-waiting- logistics.

Makes you think, doesn't it?

What does?

How each of these people was young once.

Worried about their deadlines and shopping lists.

Convinced that their jobs were important.

And at the end of their lives,

what do they have?

No one who cares about them.

No one left to hold them.

Hey, they've got Tim- Tams.

Um...

Em-- Emily?

Um, I--

I need to go and try to patch things up with my girlfriend.

We're gonna need you here till the buses arrive.

Yep, you're-- [gags]

Ugh!

Yeah, keep going.

[coughs]

Oh, this is so shoddy.

Oh, what'd you expect?

It's Chris.

It's glass fibre reinforced concrete.

What?

If this job were done properly,

there'd be a thick layer of plastic

and then 20 mil steel rebar.

Instead, Chris has just put down a Type A aggregate.

I don't recognize any of those words.

Chris has cut corners.

Instead of steel reinforcement

he's strengthened the concrete by putting

fibreglass shavings in it.

This concrete's going to be very difficult to break.

How do you know so much about this?

My first job out of ail was for the council.

Roadworks.

Oh, lovely.

Yes, it was divine!

Now you keep an eye out,

and I'll get started.

[coughs]

[grunts]

[coughs]

[siren approaches]

[reporter] The central business district has been completely sealed off.

[man] The carpark floor fell through into the basement.

Along with it went a whole number of motor cars, and people of course.

[reporter] The local hotel had its façade sheared off,

while police kept onlookers at bay

for fear of further building collapses.

[reporter 2] Two wings of the Royal Newcastle Hospital

had to be evacuated earlier today

because they too were shattered in the quake.

The city, still numb with shock,

now prepares for a long night ahead.

[concrete shatters]

[grunts]

[groans]

Where are we taking him?

Ah, the beach.

-Ha! Nice day for it. -Yeah.

Hello!

Hi!

I gotta get my car. You know?

After all the excitement, I forgot I left it here!

Right!

Of course!

God, what a day, hey!

Yeah.

Who would have thought!

It's been full of surprises.

At first, I thought a bomb had gone off.

Well thankfully it's just an earthquake.

[sniffs]

Gosh, it does smell a bit ripe around here.

It's a burst sewer pipe.

Ah!

Ohh!

I forgot to pay for parking.

Oh.

Gosh, damn it.

You wouldn't have any coins on ya, would ya?

I just... I don't have any change.

Ah, do you know what?

Just drive through. Just go for it.

Oh, thank you.

You work here?

No. Ah, my--

-my car's broken down. -Oh!

My husband, he's a mechanic.

I can get him if you like.

No, that's-- that's fine. I--

Almost done!

Have you back on the road in no time.

Wow.

This earthquake has really brought out

the Novocastrian spirit, hasn't it?

People are really looking out for each other.

-They really are. -Ohh!

Alright then, love.

-See ya. -See ya. Drive safe.

Thank you!

Okay.

[car engine starts]

[exhales]

[grunts]

[sighs]

Do you want me to take over for a bit?

No, I just need a little break.

[gasps] Oh!

Yeah.

Oh jeez, I could use a smoke.

When I was working on the roads, everyone smoked.

[coughs]

Chris has probably got some.

Hey.

Yeah.

[sighs]

Oh, I shouldn't be doing this.

Trish wants to try for a baby.

She'd kill me if she saw me doing this.

She's always trying to kill me.

She has a good heart.

She's not good enough for you, Dan.

[laughs]

What? I mean it.

Look, what Trish and I have, it's not perfect.

Better than going around thinking no one's good enough for you.

We're not kids anymore, Sammy.

Relationships aren't fun,

they're hard fuckin' work.

God, it used to be fun.

Yeah, it used to be so easy.

Imagine being that person again.

Before all the mistakes.

[scoffs]

Well.

Do you remember when we stole this?

Ah, you stole it.

Ah, you created the diversion.

Oh, that's right.

Yeah, what'd I say to the guy?

You asked him about types of pipes.

That's right, yeah.

"A present for my dad."

[both laugh]

That guy was terrifying.

Yeah, I know.

He was a proper World War II veteran.

imagine what that guy had seen.

I used to think he was so old.

He was probably about the same age we are now.

You remember he grabbed ya? And he was like,

-"I know what you're up to!" -Yeah.

And you had Zippos and cigs spilling out of your shirt.

I know. You were amazing. You were like,

"Get your fuckin' hands off her.

I'm gonna fuckin' kill you if you hurt her!"

I probably weighed, what, a 130 pound?

-Yeah. -That guy would have fought Nazis.

Yeah. It worked, though.

It was a cool way to find out you liked me, too.

Cool way to get a free Zippo.

[Dan sighs]

Ugh! [coughs]

-[crash] -[Ben screams in pain]

-[Sammy] God! -Get it off, get it off,

-get it off! -I'm coming!

Fuck!

[both straining]

[screams]

Dan, I'm so sorry!

-Arghh! -God!

-Fuck! -It just dropped down on me!

Is it broken?

No. No.

I don't know if I can swing left-handed.

Ahh... ah... I'll dig.

[groans]

How're we going to lift a body out, Sammy?

I don't know.

-We need help. -No!

-Sammy-- -No!

-We-- -There's no help, Dan.

It's just us.

[grunts]

[helicopter whirring]

Where's Julia?

Don't know who that is, sorry. The buses'll be here soon.

But...

She won't know where I'm going.

That's the least of her worries.

She's been dead for 30 years.

Emily, where are the buses?

On their way now.

They've been at rescue sites all over the city.

Look, I just really need to see Fiona.

Oh, Fiona, hey? Oooh!

Oh my stars.

[inhales]

[Mrs. Atkins] You got a light?

I don't smoke, sorry.

[Mrs. Atkins] Where's Dan?

He said he'd be back soon.

I don't know who that is either,

I'm sorry.

[thunder rumbles]

I expect he's with the Cooper girl.

Can't keep that pair apart.

Wait, which--

which Cooper girl?

Tess? Sammy?

Sammy, yes.

Where's the Vermouth?

I took care of it, Dan.

It's a terrible thing.

What--

What did you take care of?

Oh I didn't.

I always say, that boy is part fish.

[horn honking]

[Mrs. Atkins] Okay, guys, let's start getting them all on the buses!

Fairbank, I'm going to need you up here assisting.

Rain's about to start.

Yeah, I'm-- I'm coming.

What was taken care of?

Have you got a light?

Thank you.

Chris's carpark has cracked wide open.

Flies everywhere.

I can't move his body on my own.

Terrible thing.

[thunder rumbles]

[Sammy straining]

Argh! Argh!

I need a proper bandage, Sammy!

Oh, come on, Terry,

you fucking sack of shit!

Did you hear what I said? Look at my hand.

Yeah, I can't fix that right now.

You can't do everything by yourself.

Yes I can. I have to.

[car approaches]

Hey, fuck face.

Jim?

Bev?

-Sammy. -[coughs, gags]

[coughs]

Hey, Dan.

Looks like you won't be wanking with that hand anytime soon.

What is she doing here?

I can't believe Mum told you.

I knew you'd tell her everything.

-I'm here to help you. -Oh, come on.

You're just gonna use this against us.

How can I use it against you?

I'm an accomplice now, you idiot.

Yeah, Mum told us cos she knew something had gone wrong.

That's why we're here. We're family.

Fuck yeah, we're family.

-[gags] -You are not family.

Where do you think your mum and kids are right now?

Your house is fucked and it's pissing down with rain.

They're at my place.

Now you need to trust me, even if it's just for tonight.

Sammy.

-Alright! -Alright.

Bev, go to the car, get the first aid kit,

strap Dan's hand.

It's in the boot. Do it now.

Okay!

[groans]

-James. -Samantha.

[gags]

-[coughs] -Yeah, I know.

[Jim] I've done this before. I've done this before.

[Bev] You right?

Here.

I'm Bev.

I'm Dan.

Fun dating a Cooper, isn't it?

Oh! I've got Terry juice all over me.

I know, there's not much solid Terry left.

Just get him in.

[both grunt]

Argh!

-You are buying me a new car. -What?

I'm never gonna get this smell out.

This is an executive vehicle. Should have used Christos's car.

[laughs] Can you imagine?

He'd be like, "Oh my God"--

[Chris] Don't you fucken dare.

Christos.

What's Dan doing here?

Hey, did you give him a handjob so he'd help?

-Ha! -Wow.

That's a classic. I wish I'd said that.

Yeah, so nice of you, Chris, to finally turn up and help us.

Well I can't win an election with a big fuckin'

Terry-shaped hole in my carpark, now, can I?

Oh my God, you're a psychopath.

You're the one covered in decomposed soft tissue.

[gags]

You can't just leave the carpark looking like this.

What if the cops showed up? Have any of you thought of that?

-Yeah. -Yeah.

-Yeah. -See?

Dan hadn't thought of that. Ha!

Why does he keep talking about Dan?

Oh--

Look, I'll take care of it, alright?

It'll be fixed in the morning.

So I am helping you.

You're gonna find someone to pour concrete now?

I'm Greek. Concrete's our thing.

[Bev gags]

[Sammy grunts]

That's big surf.

[Jim] That's fuckin' big surf.

Shore breakers.

That means the waves are breaking right on the shore.

Yeah, I know!

What kind of board you got?

I don't know.

I haven't ridden it since school.

Single finner.

[indistinct chatter]

I want it reinforced...

[wood clatters]

What's that for?

-To weigh him down. -Oh.

It's not my first rodeo.

[Bev] Okay, come on.

-Okay. -Alright.

I was starting to think you weren't coming.

Sorry, we moved to Bev's. I had to wait for Grandma and Tess to fall asleep.

-It's fine. -No, no,

I don't think we should go tonight.

Have you changed your mind?

No, it's just...

this weather.

Let's go tomorrow.

You're not chickening out on me, are you?

No! I'm not.

I-- I can't stay here.

Good. Me neither.

I'll come and get you tomorrow. I promise.

-Okay. -Okay.

[distant indistinct chatter]

[thunder rumbles]

[Bev coughs]

Twenty years ago I would have been out there in a second.

Dan!

What about your hand?

I'll make do.

Listen, there's no point in doing this

if I don't do it properly.

Okay.

I'm going to take him out as far as I can go.

Okay.

If anything happens to me...

What? No!

Keep an eye on Mum.

No!

No! We'll take Terry somewhere else.

We'll get a fishing boat. We'll go tomorrow.

It has to be now.

No!

Dan, this is how my dad...

No, we're doing this another time.

Sammy!

Going to jail ruined my life.

Lenny can't go there.

He's a good boy.

You're gonna be a great dad.

[Jim] Oh, fuckin' hell,

I don't know what's worse!

[gags] The smell of this rotting corpse or seeing that!

[coughs] Oh, I'm gonna spew!

Okay, Dan, he's ready.

Right,

I'm gonna swim out with you as far as I can.

I'll get you past the shore break.

I'll be fine by myself.

Oh, thank fuck. I really didn't wanna do it.

It's cold and dark as shit out there.

Come on, Bev!

I'll see you soon.

Okay.

[waves crashing]

I think he's gonna be okay.

Yeah.

Fuck, look at him go!

Yeah.

Part fish.

["Love Will Us Apart" by Evelyn Evelyn]

♪ Love ♪

♪ Love will tear us apart ♪

♪ Again ♪

♪ Love ♪

♪ Love will tear us apart ♪

♪ Again ♪