All language subtitles for Offspring s02e01e02 The Return.eng

I really quite enjoy working
with you, Dr. Proudman.

They think my wife's alive.

I found Alice and, uh,
I'm just so happy about it

'cause it's made me realise
what I want.

No. He can't be with me.

Cheers.
- Cheers.

I want to be with you.

But right now I... I'm...

Oh...
- No, I... Chris.

Mick?

Billie, I slept with Mick.

I'm so sorry.

I can't look at you right now.

I've been making up all these
scenarios in my mind...

you and I living in domestic bliss.

But it wouldn't be like that,
would it?

For Lucy's sake,

do you think the three of us
could live under one roof?

Yeah.

A position has become available.
It's in Baltimore.

Well, here I am.

Number of months in Baltimore
so far - 5.

Number of panic attacks
during that time - 0.

Dr Stademan.
Dr. Stademan, please.

Possible breech.

Thank you.

Babies I've delivered - 68.

Nina, we're ready.
- Thank you.

New friends -
3...and a half.

Flings with quite-nice men - 3.

OK, no major sparks, but at least
both guys were unmarried,

not my sister's ex and refrained
from blowing anything up.

My sexual performance
while in the US - 8.

The 8 is on a self-rating system.

I'm grounded, centred,
living in the moment,

confident I can hang on to this.

I'm feeling good.

Alright! Hi.

Oh, gosh.

They've just done more tests
and we're waiting to hear.

Like, I just have a constant supply
of tissues with me at all times.

And Ray's been teething.
I bought one of those sucky things.

So that seems to be sorted.

Um, and... and I've left messages
with Jimmy online

and in selected
South American locations.

I got the guy from the tapas bar to
translate the message into Spanish.

So Jimmy's still overseas?
- Yeah.

Where's your suitcase?
- Oh, it's on its way to Manila.

Shit!

Um, I'll... I'll call the airline and
I'll get them to track it down...

No, I'm not worrying.
It'll turn up. It's...

It doesn't matter.
- You sound so calm.

I'm...

Oh, um, check out what
I've been doing in the back seat.

It's just in the back seat.

This?
- Yeah.

I thought someone should organise
a family archive.

OK, so each section has key
documents and captioned photos.

You know, there are still
some gaps re identification.

Oh, see? Is that the farty cousin?

Oh...
- 'Cause he looks a bit special.

I must ask Dad.

Oh, Billie, do you think
this is the right time to be...

Neens, the man's old.
He's got a dodgy heart.

He's got a baby, no current will.

Yeah, but... shouldn't you just wait
until he recovers?

Don't come back and feel
you have to take charge.

I'm not taking charge, I'm just...

You like to think you're the only
grown-up in the family.

Please, do we have to do this when
our father's in the hospital?

I've been holding the fort
while you and Jimmy have been away!

I've been running
Darcy Proudman Real Estate.

Everything hasn't just fallen apart
while you've been gone...

Block it out. Block it out.
Remember how I felt in Baltimore.

I can hang on to that feeling.

Oh...
- You go straight up and see Dad.

I'll park the car.
- OK.

Hi.

Oh...

My darling girl.

Oh...

I'm sorry you got dragged back here
from your...

Oh, Dad... Dad, it's fine.

It's so good to see you.

Thought I might...
never lay eyes on you again.

I took Ray to the park...

Oh, it's steep. Look out.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

I used to play this game
with you kids,

you know, pretending you had
superhero strength

and then... one push from
your little hands and...

You'd fall over.

Whoa! Whoa... Oh!

Oh!

So I was doing that with Ray.

And then the pain hit me.

It was like a steel band
crushing my chest.

And... the weakness.

I couldn't get up.

I thought, "I'm gonna conk out
right here in this park."

Oh, Dad.

If I die, I'm gonna leave Ray
without a father.

Cardiology techniques
are so sophisticated, Dad...

and I'm sure you're getting
the optimum care...

When a man's on his deathbed...
- You're not on your deathbed.

I need you to do me two favours.

First, stop Billie hassling me
about photos and papers.

She's making me feel like
I'm already dead.

Oh, OK. Well, I'll try.

Hmm.

And most important favour -
go to Geraldine's house

and fish her wedding ring
out of the S-bend.

Sorry?

Oh.

She tossed it in there
15 years ago...

when she'd just found out that
Kerry Vokelzang and I had been...

Oh, right. Yep.

Neen, I want to ask your mother
to renew our wedding vows.

Dad.

Um, you need to identify
some new shots.

Oh, just...

Um, is this another bastard
offspring that we should know about?

Neens, you find the cardiologist.

I think you should be
our medical translator.

Let's have a look at this.

Hey.

Hey.

Mwah! How are you?
- Good.

Good to see you. Where's Mr Ray?

Day care.

I'm starting back at work.
- Wow.

But, um... I don't know now,
you know, with all this.

Well, um, look, he's come through
the first 24 hours.

You know that's a good sign.

You look ropy.
Oh.

Jet lag? Stressed on
whooshing back here so suddenly?

Actually, I'm feeling...

Rescue remedy.
- OK.

They really help.

That's the cardiologist.

Great.

Dr Forbes. Hi, I'm Nina.

Um, I'm Darcy...
Darcy Proudman's daughter.

Yes. Dr Proudman.

Excuse me.

Good to meet you.
- You too.

I've been taking care
of your father.

You're aware we...
- Put in a stent?

Mmm.
- Mmm.

But there's also a problem with the
left descending anterior artery.

OK.
- If we have a look here.

Um, there's significant thinning
in this other vessel here.

Mm-hm...

Hey, what's with Nina's
piss-elegant ensemble?

She probably just picked
something comfy for the plane.

Oh...
- It was nice to meet you.

Nice to meet you.

- Well?

Well, it looks like he'll...
he might need another procedure.

What, a bypass?

Dr Forbes will make that decision
this afternoon.

Wow.

Well, you're so calm about that guy
cutting our father's chest open.

Well, coronary bypass surgery is
really a standard thing these days.

What, is that your doctor voice?

No. You asked me to be
the medical liaison person.

Yeah, but it doesn't mean you have to be
all Mrs. Detached Professional about it.

I mean, this is our dad
that we're talking about.

Now, I don't understand
what's going on.

Where are you? Hello? Nina?

Neens...

This spacey thing you're doing...

what, is this some kind of tragic
American self-actualisation ritual?

No. I'm using my imagination
as my ally.

I need techniques to survive
re-entry into this family.

What, we're an ordeal for you?

Um, no, it's not like that.
It's great to see you.

I just... I need a shower.
I'll go home.

Then we can... talk properly.

At the flat, don't worry about the
boxes or the musical instruments.

Sorry?

Mick and me have been living there
the past few weeks.

What?
- It's part of the plan.

To do things the right way
and not arse-about.

So I can't get pregnant until we've saved
enough money for a deposit on our own place

so Mick's been doing extra gigs
and landscaping jobs

and also we've sublet his place to
some French-Canadian acrobats

for extra cash.

So you've moved into my place...
- Neens, you came back early.

Couldn't you have gone to Mum's?

Mum? Don't get me started about Mum.

You know what
our mother's been doing?

Oh, don't tell me now.

Neens, our mother has been toying
with our father's affections.

I've been monitoring it.

Oooh. Should I stop in
on the obstetrics floor?

It'd be perfectly natural

to pop in and say hello
to my former colleagues.

Rude not to.

And when I do run into Chris Havel,
I will be poised and centred.

We went our separate ways
in an atmosphere of mutual dignity.

Pretty much.

When I do see him, I'll be...
- Nina?

Oh, Zara! Hi!
- Hi. How are you?

Good. It's great to see you.
- You too.

I know what you're thinking.

Do you?
- Yeah.

That things have changed
around here.

Well, well, well.

What a delight

to see the doctor who delivered
my exquisite baby daughter.

Hello, Martin.

Nina.

So, Kim is back at work

but she's always tired because
Stella's a fussy baby.

Sleeping Kim isn't much different
in terms of work rate to awake Kim.

I guess not.

Hey, Kim, wake up!

Open up the milk bar.
Here she comes, here she comes...

Oh, Nina, you're back!
- Hi!

Hello, Stella. Hi, beautiful girl.

Now, remember we said
no nipples in shot.

Yes. Well, point well taken.
I'll adjust my camera angle.

Dr. Clegg considered
hormone injections

so he could share
in the breastfeeding.

Anatomically, Zara, it is not beyond
the realms of possibility.

Even so, we decided against it.

Yes, two against one.

But I am permitted to share
some parental responsibilities.

So... how was Baltimore?

Did you have an amazing time?
- Are you back for good now?

Oh, I'm not sure.

I'm... I'm here now
because my dad's not well.

Oh.

But, yes, I've been having
an amazing time.

I've actually been invited to stay on

and participate in some fascinating
research projects.

Aha!
You wouldn't come back to work here?

You'd give up delivering babies?

Oh, I'm still really passionate
about my job.

But I might...
- What are you saying?

What Dr Proudman is saying

is that she has many wonderful
work opportunities

both here and in the United States.

Yes. That's right.
There's some great options.

I just... I haven't decided yet.

It's a shame you missed Chris Havel
before he left.

Left for the day?

Where did he go?

Moved up to Brisbane last Tuesday.
His wife got a job up there.

Chris is back
at the paeds department.

It seemed the best arrangement
for them.

Mmm. Yeah.
It's a wonderful arrangement.

I've just... I've actually
got to make a phone call.

I'll come back.

He's gone.

Oh, I'm on this stupid balcony.

Oh, come on. It'll be easier
if he's gone.

It'll be... It... it will be.

We figured that Chris had stayed
in contact with you.

No.
Not a word in five months.

But you didn't know that
he was leaving, did you?

Oh, I knew... I knew... I knew...

No.

Are you OK?

Yeah, I'm fine.

You ARE fine.

You're fine.

- Hello.
- Nina, it's me.

Jim! Where are you?
Are you still stuck in Colombia?

I am stuck, but not in Colombia.

How's Dad? Is he...
What's happening?

Oh, Dad's in the hospital.
He's, um... he's having tests and...

So he's alive? Oh, thank God.
Oh, that's so great.

Can you come downstairs
and rescue me?

Huh?

Oh, you monkey!

Nina! Nina!

Jimmy...
- Come on!

Hi.
- Are you the sister?

Uh, yes.

He won't open the doors
and give us our bags unless...

Yeah, 80 bucks.
- In cash.

Yeah, I don't want pesos
or dinar or Vietnamese 'ding'.

I said 'DONG'!
- It's OK. Shh.

Australian dollars, alright?
- Yeah, great.

OK.

Thanks.

Hi!

Oh...
It's really OK?

I've been travelling nonstop
to get back.

I couldn't even bring my phone
charger. I was up in the volcano...

It's OK.
- Is he OK?

Yeah, yeah, he's doing well.
Just go upstairs.

I'll take care of the bags.
OK.

I should see my father
by myself first, OK?

Nina will look after you. OK.

Buenos dias.

Oh! No, I'm from Sydney.

Oh! Sorry.

Oh, no, no. That's alright.
You weren't to know.

I'm Tammy.
- Hi. Nina.

"Dear Dad.

"As I write this, there's a strong
chance you're already dead.

"Let me make this pledge...

"I will always stay
in Ray's life..."

Thank you, Jimmy.

But... but really,
I'm feeling tremendous now.

Don't upset yourself...
"l think about all the ways..."

When Jimmy and me met, it was like,

"This is the person
I was put on Earth to be with."

You know...

how you just know?

I do know you're so young
you couldn't possibly.

Oh! Jimmy said that you do that -
go into your head.

Now you're doing it
right in front of me.

Oh...
Cool.

"We did so much together.
So many memories to share.

"My youth was so enriched
by our times together."

Dad wants to ask you something.

Yeah.

Please, get Jimmy out of here.

He's reading me the eulogy
from my own funeral.

And don't forget
your mother's wedding ring.

I love you both so much.

Dad, I can't wait for you
to meet Tammy.

Well, Dad needs to
rest right now, Jim.

OK, you meet Tammy later.
Rest up now, Dad.

Bye.

So, have you guys
known each other long?

I first saw her two weeks ago

crying under a palm tree
in Cabo San Juan.

Um, I'd just broken up with the guy
I was travelling with.

A week later, we were canoeing
through the Amazon when I got...

When Jimmy got the message
about his dad.

Tammy organised a boat.

Yeah, except a mudslide meant my
ingenious travel plan got stuffed.

I liked the donkey!

It was better than the tractor.

Oh, my God. And then that bus.

We had to pay a taxi 100 US bucks
to take us to Lima.

Mmm. So Jimmy could
get his flight home.

Thank you. You're so special.

Mmm...

Mmm...

Oh, Billie, I know, but I'm tired.

I just don't feel like captioning
photos at the moment.

I'm tired. I need to go home
and eat something.

And I need a shower. I really stink.

Nina! Hi. Sorry.

No, it's OK. I was finished. Hi.
- You're back! Welcome back.

Are you good?
- Good? I'm really good.

What have you been doing?

It's good to see you.

You walking?
- Yeah, I am. Yeah.

I'm really sorry about Darce.
I'm really fond of your father.

Yeah, I know you are.

Billie missed you a lot.

Did she? Doesn't seem like it.

Oh, yeah. She did. She did.

But, I mean, it's like when Rocket
punishes me for going away.

Like, he won't look at me,
he won't lick my hand.

Even growls a bit.

So, did you get those photos done?

Not yet.Your dad wanted me to
collect some songs he'd written.

I'm dropping them over to him
at the hospital after this.

I need those photos, Mick,
so I can get Dad to identify...

- Thanks. Shouldn't you be
getting off to Ballarat?

There's plenty of time.

That gig pays serious money, Mick.

You cannot get wishy-washy
with the plan.

The Plan has capital letters.

I can hear the capitals.

OK, well, my father is about to have
his ribs wrenched apart.

You think now is the time
to make lame, sarcastic...

Oh, he's not being sarcastic, Billie.

He's just trying to...
- Are you defending him now?

You, of all people?

Oh, that's another one.

Come on. Get it out. Yes.

We didn't want his sex with you

to be a constantly oozing sore
in the relationship.

Yeah, it's to develop
a containment method.

Mick issued me with 10 vouchers.

One to be used every time Billie played the
sex-with-Nina card against me in an argument

10 wasn't enough?
- No. Billie printed more.

After this batch, no more playing
the sex-with-Nina card.

No...

Oh, God!

Oh! Yes!

Oh! Oh!

Nina!
- Oh, Mum!

Oh, darling!

Oh, you're back!

Oh, it's so good to see you!

How are you?
- I'm good.

You look beautiful, Mum.
- Oh!

What are you doing in the S-bend?

Oh...

Never got around to writing
the other verses to that one.

Oh, you'll come back to it.

I reckon a couple of these
would make bloody good songs.

They could.

If I kick the bucket...

would you finish them off for me?

I will.

Mick, I do realise
Billie Proudman is hard work.

But it'd be a big relief to know
that you'll stick with her.

I'm going to.

He's after the wedding ring?

He's had a scare, Mum.

He's afraid that he...
- Might die.

Which is my fault.
- What?

No, it's not.

Not unless you've figured out a way
to clog up someone's artery.

No, he had bad chest pain after
our last... fairly vigorous encounter

and I laughed it off as heartburn.

This morning, when I visited him
in the hospital...

Mum, it's not your fault.

Nina, you have got to talk your father
out of making this romantic declaration.

Oh... please don't ask me to do that.

Your eyes are glassy.

Oh. Well, it's just jet lag.

Have you seen Chris Havel yet?
- He's moved to Brisbane.

Oh!

Well, I chose to go to Baltimore,
so it's really...

Yes, but it's still very distressing
for you, my beautiful.

No... actually. No.

I'm feeling quite...
- You look ragged.

Thanks.

Why don't you go and lie down here
for a few hours?

Oh, it's alright. I've got to... um...
Well, I just have to do something.

But I'll call... I'll call back.

Alright.

From deep within the bowels of
Mordor, I bring you the ring, Father.

Hmm.

Hmm.

Hmm.

Do you think maybe you should...
hold off proposing at the moment?

Did your mother say something?

I just think right now you're...
you're all churned up, Dad.

Perhaps I could be the guardian
of the ring for now.

Oh...

Thanks.
- You're welcome.

Are you Nina Proudman?

Yes.

Uh, Fraser King, first-year
obstetrics registrar.

Oh, hi.
- It's, uh, first week.

I remember my first week.
How are you holding up?

Yeah... You get very good press
around the department.

Oh.

Oh... Not again. Klutz.

It's my mother's wedding ring.
- Oh.

My parents are estranged.

Well, not so estranged

since they started having sex
with each other again.

My father wanted me to fish it out of
the S-bend so he could propose to her.

Did you need to explain that
to a stranger? A very cute stranger?

Hey, Dr Clegg showed me the paper
you wrote on gestational diabetes.

It's amazing stuff.

You have a very lucid way
of writing.

Yeah, the way you cross-reference
the medical jargon...

Stop it. You're delirious.

This is me.

Anyway, I'd love to chat to you

about the whole
Baltimore experience.

Sure.
- Bye.

Hello, Rocket.

People are having sex
in my flat.

Billie and Mick.

Oh! Oh, Jimmy!

So, who's that?

Oh, Jimmy and his true love.

Oh, well, rampant sex
is understandable

in the face of death.

There's an urge to connect
to some primal force,

to clutch at other people.

My imagination is my ally.

I can cast whoever I like
in my own fantasy.

Rightio. Who will I pick?

Hi, Nina.

Even though we've never met before,
I feel an overwhelming urge

to connect with you
in a primal sexing way.

Oh!

Look, thanks, absurdly handsome
TV doctor Andrew Rochford.

You are gorgeous

but not quite right
for my purposes today.

I need this fantasy to feel a little
more earthy and achievable,

not a celebrity crush.

Hello, guy from cafe.

Listen, I was...

If you talk in the fantasy,
you'll wreck it.

Why rule anything out, Nina?

Oh, I'd love to make this play...

but, sadly, no - my loss.

Oh! No.

The offer's still there.

Too weird.

Oh. Maybe.

But you're my father's doctor.

Feels a bit wrong.

Oh, hang on. Stop it.

What are you doing? No.

How old are you? You're too young.

It definitely feels wrong.

Handwriting
looks like... Chris.

"Dear Nina.

"I hope you're having
a wonderful time in the US.

"By the time you get back,
I will have left.

"I didn't want to disappear
without some explanation.

"An opportunity came up in Brisbane
for Alice

"and I decided to
take a job there too.

"I thought this would be easier
for everyone, including you.

"You know you'll always be
very special to me, Nina.

"I wish you much happiness.

"Take care. Chris."

I don't have to go. I can always
get Clayton to do the gig.

No. We should
stick to what we planned.

You... you go. I'll be fine.

Ring me when you get to Ballarat

so I know you haven't had an
accident on the way.

Yeah, will do.

Actually, ring me halfway there.
Pull over and ring me.

Don't fiddle with your phone...
- I'm not gonna fiddle.

I don't fiddle.
- Yeah, but don't... don't... crash the ute and die

I mean it.
- I know you do.

I'm not gonna die.

You're saying that in a glib way.
Do not die, Mick. D...

Don't.

Rocket. Come on.

Did the hospital ring?

What is it?
Are you worried about Dad?

No... Yes.

Oh, Neens.

You should've had sex with him
way back,

just exchanged some bodily fluids
and flushed him out of your system.

Is that how you flush a man
out of your system?

Exchange bodily fluids?

The real sex would never
have been as good

as the sex in your imagination.

Yes, OK, the man did have, you know,
spectacular abdominal definition

and... and lips that were
chiselled... yet still pillowy.

But physical attributes tell you
nothing about performance.

If anything, the hot-looking ones
have lower-grade technique

because they have never
had to really try hard.

So chances are you have narrowly
escaped a truly dud root.

Sorry, which is it...

my big mistake was
not sleeping with him

or sleeping with him would've been
a bigger mistake?

It's irrelevant.

The thing now is that
you need to cut the cord,

which you should be good at.

Burn the letter.

What?

No!

Neens, just... you need to
let go of the fantasy

and start... living in the... the now.

I am letting go of the fantasy.
It's not fantasising.

I'm... What are you... No. Shh.

Hello?

Nina, Darcy's had
another heart attack.

There's, um, a problem
with the blood clots

but nobody knows at this stage.

Oh. Well, we're...
we're coming right now.

Dad's had another heart attack.
- Oh, shit.

Hang on. Hang on. Shoes.

Just... just come.

Coming!

Now.
- Coming!

You go straight up.
I'll park the car.

Be OK, Dad. Please be alive.

I don't want my dad to die. I don't.

I don't want him to leave us now.

No. Come on. I have to be
the calm centre for everyone.

It's no good if I'm...

Nina! We need your help.

Oh, no, I can't...
- Doctor crisis.

Clegg, Chandek and Strange
all busy with emergencies

and Dr Lee's been injured.

He was trampled by ponies
at a medieval fair.

Oh, Kim, I'm sorry. I can't...

No. The point is, our obstetrics
rookie is dealing with a breech.

On his own.

And?
- You can save the day.

Come on, Neens.

- It'll only take a minute.
- - Got no choice.

Carla, this is Dr Proudman.

Carla.

Contraction coming?

With any breech,
what's the concern?

Cord compression.
Mm-hm.

OK. Good.

OK, see where my hands are?
Mm-hm.

Gently release the legs.
OK.

OK. We're gonna let baby down
to the umbilicus.

And we're gonna hold him there.

OK.

OK, Carla, we need another
big push from you.

That's it.

OK, now, slowly, slowly.
Elevate his body.

Here we are.
- Oh...

Congratulations, Carla.

Oh!

Pretty amazing every time, isn't it?

Yes, it is. Every time.

And amazing to think that this
new person has arrived in the world

at the exact moment
my dad might be...

Sorry, I just...

They've taken him to the cath lab.
- Oh!

Right.

Well, that's good.

You should've seen his face, Nina.

It was like he knew.

I wish I hadn't sent Mick away.

He really loved Dad, you know?

And maybe it was because he was so
close to his father before he died.

I just... I just really wish
Mick was here.

Because, you know,
people can die at any moment.

You can't let them
out of your sight.

Darcy started to write a will.

On the back of a hospital menu?
- Mmm.

"I, Darcy Chester Proudman,
being of sound mind..."

That's as far as he got.

Oh, look...
Look, he wasn't of sound mind.

He ticked 'baked custard'.

Dad hates custard. The... the texture
reminds him of internal organs.

- Oh...
- He's gone.

No, no... Mum, not to heaven.

Upstairs to the cath lab.
- Oh...

Rocket!

Mick!

I turned the car around.
Clayton is doing the Ballarat gig.

But I...
- At a time like this, I should be with you

But I'm...
- Let's revise the plan.

Mick...
- Look, life is short.

Fuck waiting around
to save for a deposit.

Let's make a baby now.
Yes!

I was thinking the same thing.
Fuck the plan.

Hello, everyone.

We cleared the blood clot,
and while we were there,

we managed to stent
the other lesion.

No need for a bypass now.

All is well. Darcy's fine.

Oh!

Oh, Neens.

I'm sorry.

No, I get it now.

You couldn't let it rip before.

- Cherie!
- Sam.

Sorry.
- He's OK.

Oh...

Excuse me.

Ah!

Greetings, all my
gorgeous loved ones.

Oooh. And a young woman
I don't know.

Oh, Dad, this is Tammy.

Greetings, Tammy.

Hello, Mr Proudman.

How are you feeling, Dad?

Oh, I'm tremendous.

Still off his face on the Midazolam.
Whoa!

I am off my face on life!

Oh, my heart is just... full of joy
because, well, I've been there.

I've stood on the lip of
the canyon of death.

It's so clear.

It's so clear.
You must say yes to life.

Forget about the reasons not to
embrace life. Just embrace it!

Oh... Geraldine.

Yes, Darcy. I'm here.

Geraldine...
Hmm.

Will you rekindle our marriage
with a renewal of vows?

Uh...

Oh, Darcy, you bloody old fool.

Bugger it. Why not? Yes.

Oh! Love of my life!

Oooh.

A toast to Darcy!

Darcy and Geraldine getting
remarried. That calls for a toast.

You reckon we should get married?

Hmm. Prove yourself
as a breeder first.

Righto.

Our Jimmy and our Nina
are back home.

Mick and Billie are making a baby!

And Jimmy and me are in love!

Yeah.

Whoo!

Neens.

Oh, no, I'm not getting up.
I'll fall over.

Yeah, yeah, Neens.
No!

Oooh, See# Told you.

Oooh.

I've missed you so much, Neens.

And I'm sorry if I've been
a bit of a cow today.

Just... It feels weird still.

I reckon you've changed
while you've been away.

You seem... I don't know.

Centred? Grounded?

Hang on.

Have you still got that letter
from Chris Havel

burning a hole in your pocket?

What if he was my soul mate
and I've missed my chance?

I don't hold with that
whole one soul mate thing

and you are kind and smart
and gorgeous.

And if the right guy
doesn't realise that,

then... then I will kill him.

Well, I thought Chris
was the right guy.

Well, he didn't fight to be with
you, so I should've killed him...

after you fucked him.

Oh!
Like a lady spider.

Set fire to the letter.
- What would that achieve?

Because it's symbolic.
It's like a ritual finale.

And we've got our own fireman
on stand-by.

No. It doesn't feel right to burn it.

I'll just... I'll file it away in
the... defunct relationship archive.

Well, that's very wise.

It's not as much fun as burning.
I'm aiming for wise.

Oh... oh...

Yeah, sure, me and Tammy have only
known each other for two weeks

but we both went through

such intense moments in our lives,
you know,

so two weeks together is more
the equivalent of two years for us.

Like dog years.
- Exactly.

Maybe I could just
file it... somewhere.

It's only a bit of paper.

Chris Havel's gone. It's over.

But the earth hasn't swallowed me up.

Oooh, but the whole world is rolling.

It's quite nice.
Like being on a yacht.

Might as well give in to it.

Can't stay grounded by saying no
to everything.

Like Dad said, you should say yes.

I don't want to give up
delivering babies.

Yes to the babies.

Yes to being sucked back
into the Proudman family vortex.

Yes to thoughts about new registrar.

Yeah, embrace
the lustful thoughts.

What's she saying?
She's delirious.

Yes. Delirious.

It must have been summer holidays.

I remember I was wearing
pink sandals.

I remember my sister was bored.

And I remember being worried.

Mum didn't look sick.

And in the movies, when people went
to the doctor not looking sick,

it meant something bad.

You're going to die, Mrs Proudman.
Very soon.

Like Snow White's mother?

Just like Snow White's mother.

Girls. Your mother would
like you to come in.

Billie, come and listen to this.

Do you know what that is?

I want to go to Roller City.

Nina.

Heartbeat.

That's right.

You're gonna get
a little baby brother or sister.

And that was it. I didn't even
know the word 'obstetrician'.

We called him "the baby doctor".

Sorry. Oh, gosh. Sorry.

You're sweating.

Yeah. Sorry.

15.
Just aerate. Aerate.

00.
I know.

Jacket off.

Um, just so you know,
in the consultation,

they might ask...

how long we've been trying.

Let me do the talking in that bit.
OK.

I told them we've been trying
for six months.

What? Billie, we've been
trying for two weeks.

It was the only way
I could get an appointment.

She's meant to be the god of
all fertility specialists, Mick.

You're unbelievable.

You're still sweating.
Why are you sweating?

Oh...

No, you'll be fine.

Just walk in, introduce yourself.

All confidence.

Ms. Ennin or Mel?

I'd just say Mel.

Oh, and, Fraser,
I always try and stay mindful

that you are stepping into
the biggest day of their lives.

Hi, Mel. My name's Fraser King.

- How you feeling?
- Yeah, OK so far.

Uh, we've usually
tried mornings

and I take my temperature every day,

just to make sure that, you know,
we're in the right zone.

Mm-hm. And you started
doing that...?

Uh, in August last year.

It's likely everything's fine.
Six months is not unusual.

But let's just cover a few
lifestyle questions just in case.

Would you say that both of you
are reasonably fit?

Well, I run.

Mm-hm. Regularly?

I...I don't follow
a schedule or anything

but just, you know, when I get
a strong urge, I just... run,

usually until it gets dark or...
l don't know where I am anymore.

Mm-hm. Mick?

Well, I don't have, like,
a regime or anything...

Yeah, but your work is
quite physical, honey.

Yeah, his work is...
it's quite physical.

I do gardening part-time.

It's... it's really
just lifting stuff, so...

No exercise apart from that?

No. Just... the lifting... of stuff.

Are either of you on any
prescription medication?

No.
- Yes.

Yeah. Yes.

I broke my... wrists last year

so I'm on anti-inflammatories.

Mm-hm. Do either of you smoke?

No.

Unless you count joints.

That's hardly ever.

Yeah, it's, like... it's hardly ever.

These days.

Did you smoke heavily in the past?

Pre... Pretty heavily.

Yeah. But I calmed it right back
when I turned 30, so...

And how long had you been smoking
prior to that?

Uh... I started in... Year 9,
so what's that?

So, what, 16 years?

It's not, like, 16 years.

Year 9, 10, 11...

Oh...

Yeah. Yeah, 16 years.

OK. Well, it might be worth
completing a semen analysis.

It rules out a lot of invasive tests
for the woman often.

Um, if we could arrange a time...
We can do that today.

Good.

Oooh. It's OK, Mel. It's OK.

We're just gonna move you
to the side.

You're doing really great, Mel.
You're doing really great.

OK, just take a big old suck of
this gas. There you go, darling.

Breathe.

OK. Give it a minute
in this position.

If it's cord compression,
the heart rate will go right back up.

That's it. That's the way. Breathe.

OK, Mel, I'm very sorry, but we're
gonna need to do a caesarean.

I promise you, Mel, in 15 minutes,

you're gonna be looking at
a healthy baby.

He's very enthusiastic. Fraser.

Yeah.

You know, I thought it'd be a huge
distraction, having a student.

It's actually really helpful.

Something about having him there,

knowing he's watching.

I don't know. I just make
better choices... or something.

Oh, trans fats and salt -
why do you call to me?

Is this really such a bad choice?

I mean, there are vegetables here,
and the body does need carbohydrates.

Yes. Wrong choice, Nina.

Morning. Boss! Hey!
Oh, hi.

I've got to tell you, last night
I went over the McAllister case...

um, broke it down
on a spreadsheet.

Amazing - seeing all your decisions
laid out like that.

It's rock-solid.
- Oh, thanks.

Yeah. I'll forward it to you, yeah?
- OK.

Hi.
- Hi.

Could he be any more desperate
to get into your pants?

What? Excuse me.

Ubersuck.

He's just dedicated to his
professional development.

Right.

Just...

You know, that gesture
doesn't even make sense.

It's metaphorical.

Who's the cheek?
- He's the cheek.

That makes even less sense.

I think if you're
gonna be accurate, it's...

Boss! Oh!
30-weeker over in four.

I'm coming.

"Coming."

Yeah.

Done?
- You just left 15 minutes ago.

You don't have to chat yourself up.
You just get on with it.

Micky! A proposal.

It's not a good time, Jimmy.

Have you ever dreamt of a life with all your
household chores taken care of? All your cooking?

And hairstyling?
And hot-stone massage?

Is this about you moving in?

You can't move in!

Moving in is just one part
of the tapestry I'm proposing.

Bad time, Jimmy.

Time is one thing
you would have a lot more of!

Look, it's 10 minutes down the road,
it's got a huge yard...

No-one's denying
it's a great place, Sam.

It's now what it's about.
- What's it about, then?

It's about Darcy being OK with his
son living in another man's house.

But I'm not...
- Just after he's had a heart attack.

No, but Nina said
he's doing really well.

Sam, please...

Didn't you say before that
he's better than ever?

Can we just drop it?

Sorry.
- That's fine.

Anyway, let's talk about Fraser.

There were some major love-eyes
happening this morning.

What?

Oh, why is everyone
so obsessed with this?

No-one's obsessed.

He was witnessing
a twin caesarean.

Yeah. With love-eyes.
- Who's Fraser?

My registrar.
- A young casanova.

Anyway, back to Dad.
- No, I want to talk about this now.

There's nothing...
nothing to hear about, Sam.

He's... he's my registrar.

And he was not making love-eyes.

He's just... he's interested in...
me professionally, my processes.

Oh.

You do seem kind of
worked up about it.

Anyway, Sam's right.
Dad will be fine.

I think you should tell him tonight.

What do I say?

I don't know. Just tell him...

OK. Critical Proudman
situation here. Focus.

Oh... Just tell him...
the obvious thing.

Dad! You ready?

Oh, thank God.

You alright?
- Oh, Billie...

I haven't spent this much
unbroken time with your father

since the mid-'90s.

It's inhumane.

Hey, Billie.

Billie, I'm gonna make a suggestion.

Now, do not be affected
by your mother's reaction.

What?

The recommitment ceremony,
for your mother and me...

now, what if we don't have any
speeches, we don't have any vows,

none of that, but instead,
we all just sing?

All of us. Together. As a family.

We sing seven songs covering
the history of the marriage.

What songs?

I'm calling the first one
'Desert Heat Downtown'.

Dad, were you a heavy pot smoker...
when you were young?

What?
- Marijuana. Were you into it?

Oh, no. Not really. No.

It made me woozy. Why?
- You weren't?

No.

Your mother, on the other hand...
- Darcy.

Only very occasionally.

I found it calmed my nerves.

Wasn't the only thing
it did for you, was it?

Darcy...
- When you were pregnant?

No! Of course not!

Of course, we didn't realise you were pregnant until...
- Darcy!

So it's possible that you did
when you were pregnant with me?

I very highly doubt it.
- You're not sure?

Well, if I did, it would have been
a negligible amount.

So you did!
- It was the '70s, Billie.

Bloody hell!
- Excuse me.

You are not in a position to be
lecturing me about a healthy youth.

Come on, Dad. Get your stuff.
We're going.

Bloody hell!

No, no, no, no, no, no, no...

I've never known him
to smoke pot.

I thought he had some
big nights in his 20s.

I didn't realise it was two decades
in a Cheech and Chong movie.

Yes?
We've got problems.

I've... produced the goods
but the truck's dead. Where are you?

I'm taking Dad to the cardiologist.
Just... flag a cab.

Yeah, yeah. It's not looking good.

Well, just... run.

To Parkville?
- Yeah, well, it's the next suburb!

Look, I'm gonna take a second run
at it, Billie. Let's do it tomorrow.

No, they say you need to wait
a couple of days

to get a backlog of junk,
so run.

Have you got me on speakerphone?

I presume 'junk' is
a euphemism for 'semen'.

Mick Holland, move your legs,
in rapid motion,

in the direction of Parkville.

Call me when you get there.

I'm wearing thongs!

Mr Proudman. Billie. I'm so sorry.
I'll be 10 minutes. Please.

- If you don't mind taking a seat.
- Sure.

There's some information here

about, uh, healthy living, diet,
cardiac fitness.

If you'd like to have a flip.

We waiting on Nina or is this...?

Uh, no, no. This is
the full complement.

Great. Great. Back in a tick.

Did you make it?

Just give me one big wheeze
if you made it.

Give a great back rub
if you need it.

Oh... I'm just...

I'm fine. I'm just stretching.

- Um...
- Think. Of stretches.

Think of standard stretches.

Hey, can I... ask you a question?

Kind of... a bit personal.

Mmm.

Um, there's just one thing
about obstetrics

that's kind of worrying me.

Everyone I talk to,
they... keep warning me

that it's gonna kill off
my love life.

Oh, you mean looking at
perineal tears all day?

No, I mean,
relationships, you know?

It's just, most obstetricians
I meet, they seem kind of...

single.

I mean, I look at someone
like Dr. Clegg, right...

Oh, I wouldn't base
anything on Dr. Clegg.

Well, I look at someone like you.

I mean, you are beautiful,
you're crazy-smart.

You can pretty much have
anyone you wanted.

Don't you ever wish that you'd maybe
chosen something a bit... saner?

Yeah. Sometimes.

And then something will happen
at work - a moment...

and I'll remember why I do what I do.

Do you ever worry about maybe not
having kids or not getting married?

Sorry, that's a bit...
- Oh, no, that's fine.

I actually, um... I have...
l have been married.

Really?

Mmm. Didn't work out. Obviously.

I didn't know.

Um, I know about the paediatrician.

Oh...
Zara told me.

Uh, well, Kim and Zara, actually.

They kind of re-enacted
it.

Love-struck loopy-la-la.
Crashing into things.

Sexy time, sexy time. Phone ringing.

Reverse, reverse. Crunch!

Repression, repression. Goodbye.

Mmm.

Well, there... there were
a lot of factors with that one.

I totally get the appeal of
hooking up with someone from work.

Yeah, I just... I just think

that can bring up
a whole other set of problems.

Yeah. What if you were,
like, smarter about it?

You know, if you... laid down
some really clear ground rules?

That sounds
like a pick-up line.

Uh...

I found that...
that those relationships...

are a bit of a moosh in the end.

Define 'moosh' for me, boss.

Hi. Dr. Proudman speaking.

Stop everything. Call off the dogs.
I have found your future husband.

You remember Dad's heart man? He's obsessed with you.
He's the male version of you

I've arranged everything. You've got a date
tomorrow night, so start picking out fits.

I'm thinking no scarves, tits out.

Meet you at yours.
Love you. Bye. Bye.

OK.
My suggestion is the black.

But you could also go the purple.

Just whatever you do, don't Nina it up with vests
or scarves or any weird layering business.

How are your roots?

Yeah, acceptable.
Hello, Billie.

So, 7pm, St. Jude's, tomorrow night.

But Mick and I will be there too,
so just don't...

Oh, no, no. I'm on call tomorrow.
- Neens, the man has owls.

What?
- It was the first sign.

Not literal owls. Like, a decorative
owl, right behind where he sits.

Then he's doing the check-up

and I notice he's asking all these
questions about the family,

but, like, detailed questions.

So there's Billie,
then Nina, then Mick?

Uh, no.
Mick's the shoeless son-in-law.

Then there's Jimmy.
- Right.

Then grandchildren?

I'm thinking, "What do you want?
A Venn diagram or something?"

After a while, I realise he's
sussing out if you're single.

The man is on game.

Oh, OK, I think you're reading
far too much into this.

No, trust me, I know, OK?

So I imply, you know, very subtly,
that you're unattached.

Uh, no grandchildren. No. No.

I'm... I'm getting there.

Jimmy's years off
and Nina's on the shelf.

Oh, right.

Yep.

Then the killer.

Saying goodbye, I say very casually,

you know, "My partner and I
are having dinner tomorrow night

"with Nina."

And I know that she was disappointed
that she couldn't be here today,

so, you know, if you're not
doing anything...

Oh.

Oh.

Ow...

Let's just break down that reaction.

He gets flummoxed, shifts weight,
crashes into the doorknob,

then immediately accepts,
using way too many words.

Yes. I mean, that would be, uh...
Absolutely.

Billie, the last time you said
someone was obsessed with me

was Lionel the tile man.

Yeah, he was obsessed with you.

He wanted me to invest in
his online psychic network.

Trust me on this one, OK?

St. Jude's, 7pm,
black dress, boobs up.

Yeah.

Darcy, what are you gonna do
with the apartment

now you're here at Geraldine's?

Oh. Nothing, really.

Just means you'll have more space.

We'll still split the rent,
of course.

Seems a waste.

Oh, no. It's Ray's home.

I'll get you the bear.

Oh, look.
Did you want the bear?

Sam's... keen for me
to move in with him.

Oh.

Me and Ray.

Oh.

We'd share him, of course -
half at Sam's, half here.

Yeah. Is that, um...

I mean, would you like that?

Oh, he loves being at Sam's.

He's got a big yard. Two dogs.
Chooks. He's got chooks.

Right. Where is it?

Oh. Only Coburg.

He's got a chook pen.

Ray loves them.

If you think it's too difficult
or hard for Ray...

No, no, no. Look...

No, I...

I think it could be... tremendous.

Really?

Yeah.

Two homes - one with you and Sam
and the chooks

and one here.

Geraldine and I will have
a toddler in the house again.

Hello, sailor.

The swimmers are in.
They'll call in a couple of days.

We're having dinner tomorrow night
with Nina's future husband.

What?

Aww!

Hey, just 'cause
you're not a runner,

doesn't mean you're not fit.

Yeah, there are many...
many areas of fitness.

Mick!

- Oh! Ah!

Put me... Don't.
I'm doing it, I'm doing it.

Don't attempt the stairs!
- Oh!

Mick, you're insane.
We're gonna die.

Oh! Heavy.

I usually say something like,

"Contractions are
more likely to start

"if you're in
a comfortable environment."

That is genius.
- Hmm.

It's really the only thing
that works.

Nina!
- Oh! Hi.

I just got off the phone
with your sister.

Ah.
- Yeah.

She rang to offer me
a free house evaluation.

I'm not selling or anything.
But, yeah. Very generous.

Yes.

Oh, hey. I'm Fraser.
- Oh, sorry.

Fraser... This is my registrar,
Fraser...

our registrar of obstetrics.

Um, Ben is a cardiologist.

Oh...

Well, don't let us keep you.

No, I was heading back
to work as well.

Oh.

Say something, Nina.
Say something. End the silence.

So, I believe we're,
um... dining together tonight.

Yes. Are we? I... I believe so.

That'll be good.
- Hmm.

Follow-up.
Follow-up question. Right now.

Do you typically w... walk to work?

Thought you didn't recommend
workplace dating, boss.

Oh. Oh, well, it's not a date.

He's my father's cardiologist,
and it's with my sister.

She's organised it.
- Oh.

OK, a couple have presented to
emergency in advanced labour.

No medical details, no referrals.

And this does happen occasionally,
so pay attention.

And Ben's not from my workplace.

He may work in the same building

but we have zero
professional contact, so...

So it could be a date.

Oh, how are they going?

Labour's fine.
Contractions are five minutes apart.

But, um... there's something
with the couple.

They're hardly speaking

and when she was changing into her
gown, I noticed she had bruises.

Pretty severe bruises on her back,
rib cage.

I didn't want to ask about them
'cause her husband's just there,

so...

No. No. Of course not.

No.

What do we do?

Well, our first priority is
to deliver a healthy baby,

so, for now, we... focus on that.

- And this is your first baby?
- It is.

Is there anyone you've been seeing
during the pregnancy? A doctor...?

A midwife?

It's just that if there's anything
I need to know about the pregnancy...

The pregnancy's been normal.

OK, well, we'll just start
with some standard tests

and see where we are.

That's it, Kate.

Hold on to my hand.

Deep breaths. Nice and slowly.
That's great.

Hello.

Mr. Holland?
Yes?

Hello. It's Dr. Simie here
from Northern Fertility.

Hi.

We were hoping to make a time

for you to come in
and discuss your sperm sample.

OK. Uh... just me
or me and Billie or...?

Whichever you'd prefer.

It might be good to speak to you
individually at first.

Is everything OK?

We'd... prefer to discuss it
in person.

Boss.

I saw them, the bruises,
through the back of her gown.

They're bad. They're really bad.

So we'd better call in
the social worker, right?

No, we can't do that yet.
What?

Well, before anyone can do anything,

Kate would have to acknowledge that
the bruises have been inflicted...

Yeah, but she's not
gonna say anything.

I haven't finished yet.

So, we're gonna wait for the husband
to leave the room,

then you and I are gonna leave.

I think Cherie should
gently ask her about it.

Cherie?
- Yes.

Cherie's spent
the most time with Kate

and she's far more likely
to open up to her

than to you or me or anybody else.

Fraser, we don't have time to
break this down at the moment.

It's what I've chosen to do.

I got her to speak, but she said
she was getting out of the bath

and hit her back on the taps.

Hi.

Kate, you know you're in
a safe place, don't you?

We're all here for you.

There are teams of people
here for you.

I...I'm here for you,

if... if you need any kind of help.

I just want to have this baby.

We need to prep for an epidural.

What? That's it?

We can't act on speculation, Fraser.

But it's more than speculation.
She's got bruises all over her back.

Is everything alright?

You tell me, mate.
- What?

You tell...
- It's OK.

Go and do some rounds or something.

Have a break. You're no longer
part of the delivery.

We're gonna give Kate
some pain relief.

She doing well
but she's got a way to go yet.

Thanks for the lift.

Sorry.

Again.

Fraser.

I understand the feeling of...

I understand the feeling of
wishing you could do more.

But I guess that's one of
the tougher aspects of our job.

You can't... always.

Yeah.

That was convincing.

What would you have done?

I don't know.

No. Seriously. Let's talk it through.

I...I don't know.

Our job is to deliver the baby...

Yeah, deliver the baby.
Yeah, I get that.

I didn't know we also had to
protect wife-bashers.

Fuck... I'm sorry.

I'm... I'm sorry.
- It's OK.

That was a really shitty thing
to say.

I... I'm not angry at you.

I'm just... l have all respect
for you, you know?

You must know that.

It's just sometimes I get
really worked up because...

Oooh. Oooh. OK.

OK, um...

It's... it's been a really big day
and we're both... tired.

You knocked me out
the first second I saw you

and... every day, it just gets
more and more intense.

OK.

Mmm... I've got a date.

Well, I thought it wasn't a date.
- It's a date.

With your dad's cardiologist?
- He has... he has owls.

It's...
- What?

Wait. How are we leaving things?

Come on - best choice, Nina.
Best choice.

I'll see you... I'll see you at work.

I'm late, I'm starving,
I need a shower...

Billie!

Why aren't you changed? Please tell
me that's not your outfit selection.

I got called into
the fertility place.

Got my results.
- And?

We got problems.

Well, I do.

I do.

Oh.

OK. No Billie. Interesting.

Hi. Sorry I'm late.
- No, it's... it's fine.

Hi.

You look lovely.
- Thanks. You do too.

How are you?

I had one of my toughest
patient situations I can remember

and my registrar pashed me and I
don't know what I think about it.

I'm good. I'm really good.

Can I get you guys a drink?

Oh, um, could I get a vodka
and... just a vodka...

No, a vodka tonic, please.

Long day.

Can I actually have
a lemon, lime and bitters, thanks?

Oh...
- Oh, no, I'm on call.

I can't. I'd love to.
- And I'm an alcoholic, clearly.

He reminds me of me,
when I... like someone.

Hey, thanks so much for all
your wonderful care of Dad.

He's really doing so well.

Oh, no. Thank YOU.

For, um...

Just... OK.

No, actually... I don't actually know
where that sentence was going,

but thank you.

Just a... non-specific thank you.

He is me, when I like someone.

It's like I go into this zone

and I'm totally coordinated
and precise.

Same, when I'm delivering babies.

And yet, outside of
the operating theatre...

I don't know what it is.
- I know.

I stubbed my toe on the way here tonight
I couldn't even tell you what on.

It was a perfectly even
patch of concrete.

I already dragged my sleeve
through the olive oil.

Oh.

Yeah, I just need to find a way

of taking that professional
togetherness and...

So are we still waiting
on other guests?

Um...

OK, so, you're half an hour late now.

Is this some kind of
matchmaking strategy?

Oh, and just so you know,

there's a chance that tonight
might not be a total disaster,

but even if it is
ragingly successful,

your strategy gets no credit.

None at all.

Where are you?!

I'm at home.
I can't stop thinking about you.

Can you come over?

Oh...

Hi. Um, remember from the hospital,
this is my partner, Mick. Mick, Ben.

Yeah, yeah, heart attack.
- Of course.

Yeah, yeah.

Just... delete the message
I left on your phone.

No, you are not
just a gardener.

Why do you answer that way?
- Because it's accurate.

He's actually a musician.
He's a very talented musician.

Maybe we should order.

What do you play?
- Keyboards.

And guitar and drums.
And he has an incredible voice.

Hello. Hello... Oh, God.

Well, gardening and music are
meant to be great for the heart.

Really?
- Yeah. Great stress relief.

You ought to be
the picture of health.

Well, yippee.

Oh, Billie. Are you alright?

So, Ben, do you have any plans?

We should just go for a walk...
- I'm fine.

We... we were thinking of going to
the... stencil festival this weekend,

featuring emerging and established
stencil artists.

Stencils?

We just found out
I've got dud sperm.

Mick!
- What's the point of keeping it...?

You don't have to broadcast it.

What do you mean "dud sperm"?

I don't think we should
talk about it.

I smoked a shitload of pot
and apparently I cooked them.

They didn't say that.
They said it could be... genetic.

It... it could be anything.
You don't know.

They won't swim.
We've got to do IVF.

We have to take one of them
and inject it into her egg.

Oh.. You shouldn't have come out.
- That's exactly what I said.

Oh, well, I'm sorry for...
trying to help your life.

OK, let's just go and get
a breath of fresh air.

And I told you not to
wear those accessories.

It was great how it was.
It was simple and sexy.

Oh! Shh.

I've gotta do the whole thing...

and get pumped full of hormones
and then they've gotta harvest me!

Shh.
- They're gonna harvest my eggs!

OK.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Look, I'm on call.
I'm sorry, Billie. Just...

Hi, Zara.

New patient's come in.

Contractions are at five minutes.

Uh... What? Oh.

Nina?

Are you OK?
- Yeah.

I'll be there in half an hour.
How dilated is she?

I'm really sorry about all this.

Oh, no, it's fine.

I remember this sort of thing
from my obstetrics rotations

back in the day.

Is this why you went
with cardiology?

Oh, I remember
a lecturer saying,

"The best part about cardiology...

"your patients are unconscious
when you work on them."

Solved.

Ah.

So... how long do you think
you'll stick with it?

Sorry?

Uh, obstetrics.

Well, don't most obstetricians

segue into something
a little calmer after a while?

Oh. Oh, I have no plans to.

Oh, really?

No.

Sorry, I didn't mean moving out of
the whole FIELD of obstetrics.

But surely you get sick of all
the screaming, hysterical women.

"Screaming, hysterical women"?

Not yet.

Oh.

Well...

I had two abortions.

At 17 and 19.

I don't think about them very much.

I don't know that I could've done
anything else.

But I've always had this fear that...

some day, someone would say,
"You can't get pregnant."

Had dreams about it, even.

This is why I was... so worked up
about the tests.

Billie...

if this is a deal-breaker...

No.

My point is... we both have pasts.

And I love you.

I'd love to catch up again,

see if we can get a night without
a birth or a family crisis.

That counts out most nights for me.

I sympathise on the family front.

I have a bipolar brother,
an alcoholic father

and a mum who was
a 1970s bikini model.

Really?

Yeah, that's why I limit them
strictly...

Yeah, Christmas, Easter,
Mum's birthday - that's it.

Three days per annum - plenty.

So? Do you know when you're free?

This man is charming,
rich, interested.

But he's dismissive of obstetrics.

And he doesn't like crazy families.

I might have to let you know.

Of course.

Thank you.

"Hi, Ben. Thank you for
the almost-dinner.

"So great to meet you properly.

"And thank you for everything
you've done for Dad.

"Turns out I'm actually pretty busy
for the foreseeable future."

It's Becky Hemshaw. 39 weeks.

"All the usual chaos...

"screaming mothers, family meltdowns,
2am labours and babies.

"Babies needing to be born."

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