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(TESSA WAILS, SOBS, BATH WATER SLOSHES)

- Poppy!

(SOBS)

(PANTS) - (WATER SLOSHES)

Aah!

Poppy! (DOOR OPENS)

- Mum!

- Ah!

- (GRUNTS)

Mum! Sorry.

Dad!

Dad!

There's something wrong with Mum! She can't move!

Dad! Dad! (SPORTS GAME PLAYS LOUDLY ON TV)

- I have an idea.

Sorry. Sorry.

(WATER BUBBLES)

Don't drown. I'll get Dad.

- (PANTS)

WHISPERS: Don't die in the bathtub.

Or naked.

(OVERLAPPING CHATTER, HOIST WHIRRS)

- Butter doesn't belong in-

There shouldn't be butter in ice cream, Patsy!

- Hey, bro. (INDISTINCT CHATTER)

- Hey.

Uh, just- just sign here and here.

- Kia ora, kia ora!

Kia ora. Nau mai, haere mai ki ta tatou whare.

Hello, and welcome to our/your...

new home. Come. - Kia ora, kia ora. - Kia ora.

OK, hi.

No, not you.

Kia ora. Ko Todd Taniwha taku ingoa.

Um, my name is Todd Taniwha.

Ko au te kaiwhakahaere o tenei, um...

spinal unit.

I am the spinal unit psychologist.

- Oh, oh, Tessa.

Well, it was a pleasure meeting you, Tessa. Shall we give you the grand tour?

- Ka koe. Let's go! Haere mai, haere mai.

OK.

Keep up, thank you. Keep- oh!

Kia ora. - Yo.

(CLEARS THROAT) - Karl.

- Hey, babe. - Thank you.

Khalid. Too many accessories.

- She's just waiting in your room with the nurse.

I don't think she should, um, be a part of this meeting.

- You didn't think I'd want my daughter here?

- Well, it's kind of a lot for a kid, don't you reckon? - Could I just cut in here?

Thank you. A life-changing thing has happened to you, Tessa.

And it could be a very hard road forward.

Unified, we-

Yes.

- What's wrong with me?

I've been in hospital for two weeks; now I'm here.

No one can give me an answer.

- Unfortunately, the doctors don't have a diagnosis for you yet.

They need to do more... tests.

- So, what? I'm here until I walk again?

- Maybe.

Or... an alternative.

- Alternatives? Yeah. - We're not interested in alternatives.

- Babe, let's just hear out, um, Dr Taniwha?

- Yeah. Kia ora.

There may be some unknowns moving forward, and we've found that it helps if you plan for all...

scenarios.

Oh.

Should we introduce you to the rest of the gang?

What was your name again? - Karl.

- Kia ora, Kar. It's a pleasure to meet you. - Uh, with an L. It's got an L.

- Thank you. Kati, thank you.

OK, come on. - WHISPERS: My name's Karl. - WHISPERS: I know.

- Move the castle. No, move the castle.

- Kia ora e te whanau! Hello, family.

I would like you all to welcome Tessa Rivers. She's just arrived.

- Oh. Hello, Tessa Rivers.

Sorry, guys.

Oh, it is a... immense pleasure...

(PANTS)

to meet you.

(GRUNTS) Sorry, guys.

Hi. - Hi.

- Hi.

- This is Daniel.

He likes pot plants. - Yeah.

Oh, this is a very good day, isn't it? (CHUCKLES)

To... me. Gosh, you've got really kind eyes, you know. - Mm!

- Really kind eyes. Eh?

- Oh shit.

- Ooh! Daniel! - Oh God!

- Betsy, quickly, quickly! Daniel's hurt himself.

- My nose. - Sorry.

- Daniel. Please, help him back. - Oh, man.

- Come, I'll help you. Come.

- 'You don't belong here.

'These aren't your people.

'Well, he's no help.

'You need to get out of here. Say something.

'Say something.'

I need to go to the toilet!

(SILENCE)

- What?

- 'Maybe not that.'

- Of course. Khalid.

Thank you. And just don't take too long. OK.

- Hey, bro. Um, what room is she staying in? - She's in 253 - down the hall.

- Right? - Right side. Yeah. - Shot, bo.

- You ready? - Yeah.

- Are you deaf?!

Am I talking to my bloody self?

I'm telling you, woman, I am effing close.

I can feel meerkats wanting to poke their heads outta their holes.

- Is everything OK? - Uh...

- Well, my arsehole is on display. What do you think?

- Hoist is busted.

- Ah, the battery's dead. I'll go get a new one.

- Ai-ai-ai. - OK.

We're gonna need a bedpan. - Won't be long.

- Oh God. And some paper towels. - Wait, Karen, I can't-

Karen! You idiot human! - Wait! - I can't! And- And...

And here- here it comes.

(GROANS)

(GROANS)

Ooh!

I'm John.

- Tessa.

(TENSE MUSIC)

Do you enjoy sports?

- Not really. (FAECES SPLATTERS)

- How about...

cooking?

- I prefer activities that are...

less limb dependent.

- Yeah. Yeah.

- Apparently.

Oh, well, don't be too scared of this place.

- (CHUCKLES LIGHTLY)

I'm not scared.

- (CHUCKLES)

You are new.

- KAREN: Oh... wow.

- Yes, Karen. I did shit on the floor.

- Yes, you did, didn't you, John?

Oh God. OK.

- I'm so sorry. I'll take you to the bathroom now. - No. Take me to my room, please.

- Hey, where's your head? - Right under your arsehole, mate!

- Now! - Yes, OK! - Get me to the toilet now!

- OK, just don't sh- - Come on! Karen!

(CURIOUS MUSIC)

- Mum!

- Oh! Missed you.

- Hi, I'm poppy. - Hi, I'm Khalid.

- You're pretty.

- What?

You told me to say it to people when they do good things.

- He didn't do anything to get a pretty face.

- Can I help you put your stuff away? - No, I'm fine.

- I'll just take you over there.

- (GRUNTS)

Thanks for taking care of Poppy (!)

- Here.

- Let me show you how everything works.

So this button makes the bed go up and down.

This one here is for the light.

And this one is if you need any help.

Someone will come... eventually.

- Thanks.

- Well, it was nice to meet you, Tessa. - (CLEARS THROAT)

- And Poppy and Dad.

If you need anything else, you just let me know.

- Thank you.

- Oh, yo, I can help. - I'm OK. - OK.

- He was great.

Mum, can you be friends with him, please?

- Don't have time to make friends.

- Yeah. Yeah, 'course.

- Mum, remember the school trip? You put your name down as a helper.

But... - But what?

- You're in here. - Well, it's just a quick visit.

- Yes, 'course.

- You never have before. - Well, I will this time, I promise.

- You said that you should never make promises that you can't keep.

- OK.

- That's good then, eh, Pop?

Hey, are you sure you're gonna need...

Yeah.

Stupid question. (CHUCKLES)

So...

is there anything else you need?

- Actually, I'm really tired.

Maybe you could take Poppy home and come back tomorrow?

- Yeah, sure.

Come on, princess.

- SOFTLY: Thanks.

- Bye, Mum. - Bye, baby.

- See you tomorrow, eh? - See ya.

(SIGHS)

Don't get too comfortable. Come on. Up, up!

again.

Oh, that's the one.

Beautiful.

(SIGHS) OK.

Please not now.

You might actually win something this year, so I up you get. Come on!

I've tried. Fucking legs don't work.

(SIGHS) OK.

Bullshit.

Doctor says there's nothing wrong with you.

They don't know what's wrong with me. There's a difference.

What are you gonna tell work?

- Hi!

I'm Edward, but, uh, everyone calls me Ed.

- I'm 17, actually.

- In a wheelchair.

- That's fine.

There we go.

So, what's your name? - Tessa.

- Yeah, I already know.

I overheard you talking.

Who were you talking to?

- Myself.

- Were you praying? - Absolutely not.

- It's OK. Sometimes I curse during my prayers, too.

I don't think the Lord means; He just enjoys listening to your burdens.

- Jesus Christ, is anyone normal in this place?

- Uh. Hm...

We're gonna be roomies.

I haven't had a roomie in a week or so.

The last one, he used to, um, take care of himself every hour, so he had to be moved.

- Nurses said he was, like, bored or something.

I wouldn't know. The Lord keeps me entertained.

- I'm sure he does (!)

Hey, I need to get on to the internet.

- Well, there's internet in the library. - Done.

- I can show you the way, if you- - No. I'm good.

(BED CREAKS)

- Are you sure? Cos it's like- - Yep! Couldn't be more sure.

- Peace be with you. - Yep.

- If you give me another one of those peach yoghurts,

I swear to God,

I will shit on the floor again.

I just want a damn plastic bag.

- Haven't you heard, John? They're bad for the environment. - Fuck the environment.

This is a paper bag. - Yep.

- What am I supposed to do with this?

This will literally help me breathe when all I want to do is suffocate.

Can you open my brekkie, please?

- SOFTLY: Get out of my head.

(CURIOUS MUSIC)

(CLEARS THROAT)

I'm the one that's gonna keep you focused.

I'm the one that's gonna get us outta here, because deep down,

I know that you're a scared little baby who's terrified she might not ever walk again.

Read my imagined lips -

you will walk out of this motherfuckin' place.

You hear me?

Yeah?

You Debbie down-buzz?

Smile. Come on.

Come on. Roll it. Yeah.

Look at these two. Do you reckon it's a Tinder date? (CHUCKLES) Come on.

We're doing it. We're doing it. Unh!

Come.

(CURIOUS MUSIC)

- Where were you last night? We cleaned up at the awards, and Candace won rookie of the year.

And where are you now? - I'm in a restaurant.

- Oh.

- Yeah, this piece is totally gonna be worth the wait.

- OK, well, we've got a deadline to hit.

your article before you publish. (KNOCK AT DOOR)

- KAREN: Any luck in there?

- Pardon? - Oh, nothing. Uh, I've got to go.

- Tessa? Tessa, are you-?

- I'm concentrating!

(DOOR CREAKS)

(GROANS, STRAINS)

Classy (!)

WHISPERS: Shut up.

- When was your last bowel motion?

- About a week ago.

- Backed up to the gills, are we?

(TENSE MUSIC)

(THUD!)

(COUGHS)

- (CLICKS TONGUE)

- Mm, you're gonna need some help with that.

you die. Simple as that.

- If you don't shit, you die, apparently.

If we're gonna die, I think we should at least be clean.

- I'll leave you to it.

Don't take too long.

I believe in you. (DOOR CREAKS)

Are you sure you don't need any help in there? - No, it's all right, thanks!

(THUD!) Aah!

Fuckin' thing.

Hm.

(GROANS)

(GRUNTS)

STRAINS: Right.

(GASPS) Oh, for fuck- fucking fuckety fuck!

(PANTS)

(GRUNTS)

(HUMS)

(PANTS)

Clean as a whistle.

- OK.

Tahi, rua, toru, (GRUNTS) wha!

- Can't even shower myself.

- Look around you, honey. No one can.

- (GRUNTS)

- JOHN: Waves rumble.

They rise.

They roll and they fall.

Water surrounds you

throughout it all.

Storms rolling, storms rolling

way out at sea.

- Hello.

- Hello.

- Do your arms work?

- Uh, not really.

- Legs?

- Nope.

Let me guess.

You are...

Tessa's kid.

- Yeah. I'm Poppy.

- Can you do me a favour? Can you scratch my legs? I am dying here.

What are you..?

What..?

When the light starts dimming,

when the...

- You didn't think I was gonna touch you, did you?

- You don't know where that broom's been. - Probably on the floor.

It's a broom. - Yeah.

Ai-ai-ai, that's bliss.

Ooh!

(SIGHS) - That'll be 2 bucks, please.

- What? - $2.

- (LAUGHS)

I'll tell you what. For another 3 bucks,

how about if you can get me some plastic bags?

- 6 bucks all up, and you have a deal.

- Deal. - (CHUCKLES LIGHTLY)

(KEYBOARD CLACKS)

- I can't walk.

MOCKINGLY: 'I can't walk.' Fuckin' hell.

I can't shit

or shower

or shave, and I...

- Hey, Mum. - Hey, baby.

(CLATTERING)

- I've got a job.

- I need plastic bags.

(TENSE MUSIC)

- SHOUTS: How dare you!

Asking my daughter for plastic bags so you can kill yourself?!

Are you stupid or just an arsehole?!

No, you know what? You're both. You're a stupid fucking arsehole!

- I'm an arsehole, but I can assure you- - She's 10!

Did you think about what this might do to her if she thought she had a part in you dying?!

- I just want...

a plastic bag.

- You stay away from my girl.

- I don't know if you've noticed, but I can't move!

So telling me to stay away from her is a little bit redundant!

(PLASTIC RUSTLES)

- Knock yourself out.

- What do you think you're doing?

John. No. - Yes!

- Not on my watch! - She gave them to me!

They're my plastic bags!

(PLASTIC RUSTLES)

(TENSE MUSIC)

- He put my daughter in a precarious situation.

- So in return, you gave him multiple things that could help him kill himself?

Most of the people in here are still coming to terms

with their new normal.

- (CLEARS THROAT)

- You don't get to play with other people's realities when

you're so struggling to deal with your own.

- Hmm?

What the..?

(LAUGHS HEARTILY)

- I'll be seeing you at therapy twice a week,

and you'll be attending group therapy every Monday and Wednesday.

I think it's time you should go back to your room.

I'll be watching you.

- Well, you fucked that up.

We

Whoa.

Correction -

I

I can walk,

and you can't do shit.

I am who you want to be, and I'm never going to let you forget it.

(PERCUSSIVE MUSIC)

Wanker!

(SIREN WAILS WITH UPTEMPO BEAT)

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