All language subtitles for Offspring s04e01 Outside of the Comfort Zone.eng

This is your home. It's our home.

I don't want to be with someone
who doesn't want to be with me.

Can I stay here for a while?
You've broken up?

I'm late.

It's not definite.

Um, Patrick...
Patrick and I did... it.

That's so unfair.

I'm seeing Phillip Noonan.

"Seeing" meaning...
Rooting.

You're Darcy Proudman.
You're Nina's father.

No.

YOU'RE Nina's father.

They... they think Alfie
has encephalitis.

Oh, God.

Good news - he's responding
really well to the antibiotics.

And, uh, the scans look good -
he's on the mend.

You think... either of us
are capable of... this?

We can try our very best.

I don't think Darcy and I
are gonna try for another baby.

Well, what does this decision
betoken for you and me?

I don't know yet.

I promise to keep my pants on
with Rosanna.

I'll endure you two
making musical magic without me.

Oh... you seemed so relieved
when I wasn't pregnant.

I wish you HAD been pregnant.

Well... me too.

I want to be with you,
no matter what.

Hey, you're doing brilliantly.

Just one more push.

What?!

Mummy!

Ohh.
Ohh.

This makes no sense.

Ooh! Ooh!
Hello.

In fact, it's not
uncommon in cases like this.

Cases like WHAT?!

Well, you two have
a pretty twisted relationship.

In addition, there's
Patrick's anguished past.

Ow!
Chuck in your personality.

And your questionable genetic...

Oh!

Heritage.

Can you love them anyway?

There you go.

Are we ready for this?

There's still time to get your
life organised, to do this properly.

You're a capable human being.

Other people manage to do it,
and you've still got 28 weeks -

plenty of time
to sort out... whatever.

Shit! I've only got
five minutes to get there.

God! I don't want to be late
for the first one!

Terrible to arrive sweaty
and flustered. Get a cab.

Oi!

Oh!

Tram, maybe.

But wait - where's the...?

Oh! Quicker just to run now!

Hold on.

Was counselling a decision
you guys made together?

Oh, yeah, absolutely. Very much so.
We were really just...

Don't do all the talking.
Let Patrick speak.

Uh, yeah, we both thought, um,

there was things we needed
to sort out before the baby comes.

I have a substance abuse
history, and...

How old is he?

I expected someone older, from
the name - Lawrence Pepperbridge.

Hope we're his most
fascinating clients.

Oh, but... would that
make us his craziest?

We want to be respected -
intriguing, but respected.

Now, on the phone,
you mentioned anxiety problems.

Yes, I did, yeah. The...

I'd just... I'd like to just
address... my anxiety problems,

so that I don't inflict them
on our child.

What's he writing?

I don't want to come across
like a complete mental.

Nina has an active imagination.
She often sees things in her mind.

OK, Patrick, no need
to be quite so enthusiastic

about making me sound like a nutter.

Well...

I'm forced to use my imagination,

because Patrick
retreats into his cave.

And there it is.

Well, he just did the shutdown face,
but you missed it. What?

This is how he fuels my paranoia.
Nina, you don't need to...

When you guys have had
arguments in the past,

how do you usually resolve things?

Aha! Not a word!

Exactly. As usual, you say nothing.

What?!
Try using sentences with verbs!

Oh, for fuck's sake!

Can Lawrence tell I'm
a bit turned on remembering that?

We do realise that using sex
to avoid our problems is...

Not ideal.

No.

But it can be fun, though, huh?

Yeah.

By the way, um, I'd like to
set you guys some homework to do.

Now, I understand
that you guys are busy...

No, no, homework's good.

You know Lawrence meant 'homework'
in a metaphoric sense.

So, what's the venue like tonight?
Excellent. It's big - it fits 500.

Have you sold it out?
We have.

Oh, that's so great!

That's the fifth gig in a row
you've sold out.

I'm so proud of you.

I bet everyone loved you last night.

What did people say to you
after the gig?

Oh, you know - nice things.
No, come on! Tell me.

I want to know every single lovely
thing people said. Come on, go.

Or I can tell you tomorrow,
when I come home!

Yes!
Yes!

I need to point out
that, because it's 12 days

since my last checking-up-on-you-
slash-conjugal visit,

that the sex debt is high.

You know, we have to
have 300% sex tomorrow.

Understood.

Oh, and there's
compound interest on the debt.

Alright, if we're going on
with this... sex debt analogy,

what exactly is compound interest?

I don't know,
but make it sound saucy.

Ooh, young lady,

you have to pay the compound
interest... in my pants.

Mmm, 'cause I've been bad.
Oh, you've been bad.

I've been bad,
and I need to be punished.

Punish me in my pants!

I will punish you inside the...
Hi, Rosanna.

Hi.
Oh, Jesus!

I'm sorry to interrupt -
sound check.

Hey, Billie. How are you?
I'm great.

Look, I'll Skype you
after the show, alright?

Oh, no need. Go out with the band.
You deserve it.

I've got to get up early
in the morning, anyway.

Alright, well, we'll probably
have a few drinks.

Um, Rosanna?

Yeah, don't let him drink too much,

'cause he can't afford
to be dehydrated tomorrow.

Eww!
Oh, what? Eww!

See ya, Billie.
Bye!

See ya.

The idea is to make a list

of the jobs that I need to do
before the baby comes,

so that everything's perfect

and I feel in control,
not overwhelmed.

Health, finances, logistics...

You're planning on colour-coding
that list, aren't you?

Yes, I am.

Oh, sorry, Mr Cool,

"I got through medical school
without even studying."

No, I studied.

Was that meant to be
an impersonation of me?

Careful of my Post-its.

Well, you don't need to
do your homework now, do you?

- Hmm.
- Good morning.

Ah. You've got your own cereal stash
in Geraldine's kitchen now.

Is that significant?
Oh, shit, yeah.

Your shaving gear
in the bathroom, as well.

This is unprecedented for Mum.

Is it really? Oh.
Mmm.

It looks like cat litter.

Zara, I'm a GP.

I've encountered a lot of bowels
over the years,

hence my commitment to fibre.

Tea? Eggs? Toast?

Yes, please.

We bring our little boy home today.

They're discharging him
this morning.

Wonderful.

And we're organising a celebration.

Oh, Jimmy, are we?

Yes. We have to
mark Alfie's homecoming.

It is just afternoon tea
with the family.

Why do the Proudmans
feel the need to throw a party

for anything which could
conceivably count as an occasion?

Darcy wanted
to throw Billie a party

when she got her first period.

Mum said no.
Mmm.

If there is a... family gathering
today, would it be appropriate...?

Oh, you should come!

Oh, well, I...
I wouldn't want to intrude.

Oh, Phillip, Jimmy's invited you!

Well, I'd love to.

Mmm.
Mmm.

Have a wonderful day,
Geraldine.

Oh, Son.
Oh, Mother.

Just making the master list

helps you feel more in control
and more...

God! I'm puffed out
walking this far.

Did you get a fright then?

Sorry.

"Make a will."

Should get on to choosing the right
obstetrician for this pregnancy.

Better find a way to break it to
Martin Clegg that it can't be him.

Dah! Dr Proudman!
Oh!

Hi, Cherie.
Hi, Neens.

You two can travel to work
together now.

Mmm.

I'll, um, see you at home tonight.

You're gonna see me all day here.

I know, but simply saying
"See you at home" makes me...

semi-tumescent.

I like playing house
with you, Cherie.

New registrar starts today.

Oh, is that today?

Dr Eli Seward.

Is it 'See-ward' or 'Sewered'?
Dunno.

But we do know he's the young doctor

that'll be working closely
under Nina.

Mmm!
And?

Well, let's face it, Nina -

your track record with new staff
members isn't entirely unblemished.

Is Eli a tasty young man?

Lamentably, I am unable
to proffer an assessment

of Dr SEWARD's attractiveness...

because I haven't met him yet.

Dr Eli, working closely
under Dr Nina!

Ungh! Ungh!

Sorry.

I'm glad you're all
enjoying yourselves.

Shame Zara's not here
to join in the fun.

Oh, but I AM joining in the fun.

She's been on speakerphone
the whole time.

I'm running a book.

On how long it takes before you get
tangled up with your new registrar.

Robson Wing.

Does anyone have any patients
that require medical attention?

Front desk -
new registrar's on the way up.

Hello.

Uh... I was told
to come to this floor.

I'm Eloise Ward.

You're not a man.

No.

The new registrar's hot. And female.

A surprise female?

A surprise indeed -
thanks to a typographical error.

Sorry, were you not
expecting me to start today?

We weren't expecting a female.
Assuming you ARE... female.

Welcome to St Francis, Dr Ward.

I'm... I'm Dr Proudman Nina.

Ni... Pr... Nina Proudman. Welcome.

Just, um...

Let me officially hand you over
to Dr Nina Proudman,

under whom you'll be working.

I need
to establish a dignified mentor-student relationship.

Ah, right, then, I'll leave you
in Nina's capable hands.

Her PREGNANT hands!
Oh! You're pregnant, Dr Proudman?

Yeah. First trimester.

Are you gonna find out what sex?

Oh, we know all about that -
yes, it was the wild bareback sex...

Eloise means what gender, Martin.
Of course she does.

We... we'd like
to keep the sex a surprise.

Yes, and quite right, too.

Anyway, farewell and adieu.

She's poised in the face
of Martin Clegg - impressive.

Eloise, we're thrilled to have you.

Have you...?

Ugh. Excuse me.

Hello.

Quick thing - you can't
name the baby Ava or Zach,

because I officially
bagsed those names ages ago.

We haven't even thought about...

Oh, yeah. Gotta go.
I'll see you at Alfie's party.

So, Eloise, I think... I think
the first thing we should do is...

Hello?
Hey, just a thought.

You weren't planning on calling
the baby Billie, where you?

Uh, sorry - it's my sister.

Don't think that I'd be flattered,
'cause I wouldn't be -

I mean, Billie's MY name.

It is. Right now, I'm just...

What's that noise?

I...I can hear
your necklace jangling, Neens.

Can we just try
and talk about this later?

You know, your accessories
will be a choking hazard for a baby.

Later, Billie.

Why don't we just get into rounds,
get you oriented.

Welcome
to Ainsworth Paediatric.

Thanks a lot.

Hey.

Max is really scared
about getting the anaesthetic.

Hi, mate.

I'm Patrick.

You must be Max, right?

I'll be giving you the medicine
that helps you sleep

when we fix up your foot.

Have your mum and dad
explained that part?

Who's that?

Cat.
Oh, right.

Does Cat want to come
in the operation with you?

Yes, please, if that's allowed.
Yeah, no worries.

But... but we're gonna have to
give Cat a special mask.

Alright?

Can you explain to him what happens,
so he doesn't freak out?

Ugh! Why do you have
such fishy breath?

Sorry.

Every morning, Martin brings me
a cup of tea in bed.

Yeah?

He also brings me
a shot glass of fish oil.

What, you drink that?
Mmm.

It's good for joint health
and cognitive function.

Alright.

How's that going,
you and Ray living at Clegg's Place?

Yeah, there are some
adjustment wobbles.

It's only a trial period.

The sex is excellent.

You copping
some of my fishy breath again?

No, just the thought
of Martin Clegg doing sex.

Right, patient files.

New ones here, old ones filed here.

Would I be able to stay back
and go over some old cases?

Yes, good idea.

I'll find some
interesting examples for you.

Ah, you're a keen bean,
an eager beaver -

just like Dr Proudman.

Uh, well, despite appearances,
the staff here is excellent.

Well, mind you, Dr Proudman's
choosing to have her OWN baby

in some other, presumably
more superior, hospital.

Uh...
She doesn't want to labour in front of us.

I understand that.

Just as well - I don't fancy
looking at Nina's...

hairy... front-bum.

I can assure you that there is

a lot of genuine respect
in this workplace.

Underneath the salty banter.

Salty?

Let's go meet some patients.

OK...

you need to get the capsule in...
Don't worry, don't worry.

I've been practising.
It's all in the wrist action.

I don't know if I should drive,

or if I should sit
in the back with Alfie.

No, I think I'd feel safer
if I was in control of the vehicle.

This does not surprise me.

I'm a little bit excited.

This is the first social function
I'm actually co-hosting with you.

You're not co-hosting
a function, Phillip.

It's just an informal family
gathering, and you'll just BE there.

Oh, Mum - harsh!
Oh, no, no, Jimmy.

I...I appreciate
your mother being so clear.

Mmm.

I consider myself a very lucky man.

I didn't expect to find myself
in this position.

What position
do you think you're in, Phillip?

Well, be... being... sort of,
great uncle to little Al.

Oh!
And soon to become a grandfather.

And... sharing the company
of such a woman as you.

- Oh, yeah.
- Oh, Phillip!

Ohh.

Look at that.

Ohh.

Now, I don't expect Roz Tranter
to go into labour today,

but we will admit her.

Because of her elevated
blood pressure?

Yes, yeah.

There's a good paper
on that, actually.

Now, in the birthing suite,
we have Missy Bowden.

I read Missy's chart.
Good.

That's it.

Oh, here she is.

Missy and Rod want these photos to
be the first thing their baby sees.

Wow!

Right.

Wow!

Hi, Rod. What an amazing idea.

Dr Proudman's pregnant
herself, actually. Mmm.

She might like the name
of your photographer.

Missy. How are you doing?

Good.

This is Dr Eloise Ward.
She's a registrar working with me.

Would you mind if she examines you?
No, OK.

Let's, um, see
how dilated Missy is...

and... and how soon this baby
can see these... wonderful photos.

What's all this?
Hey.

I thought you worked today.

Yeah, I was filling in for the
physio at the sports injury clinic.

Are you making something?
Yep.

Can I use your garage?

No problem.
I'm just your rent-free tenant.

Uh, speaking of which,
now that I'm working more,

I'd like to stop being
your freeloading sister

and pay you some...

Are you gonna ignore me
talking about paying rent?

Yes, you are.

Are you taking up
furniture making again?

No, I, um...

I treated a kid today... who's
the exact age Gus would have been.

And, when people ask me
if I have a kid,

I never know whether
I should say his name.

Are you... making something for Gus?

No, no, that's the point -
I want to commit to this new baby.

So... this would feel right...

put some time into making
something for our child.

That's great, Missy. Perfect.

OK, just hold off
pushing for a moment.

Can you see?

The baby's in the LOA position,
ready to be born on the next push.

Are THEY ready?

Have a fixed all their
underlying problems first?

Did the glamour photography... help?

Here we go.

Oh.

Ohhh. Hi.

Hi. Hi.

Oh, she's beautiful.

I'm back!

Ready to repay the sex debt!

I'm SO sorry I'm late.

I'm in here.
Ooh. Want me to come in there?

No.

Hey.

Oh.

I thought you'd be wearing
something a bit more...

Whatever. Come here.
No, sorry.

We have to be at Mum's place
in 10 minutes.

What?!
It's Alfie's homecoming. It's our family do.

When was this decided?
Why didn't you tell me?

Well, I thought you'd be back
two hours ago.

Well, sorry.
Did you get my messages?

Look, baby, I know
it's not your fault.

We just... we're gonna have to have
our 300% sex when we get home.

I can do my best work in 10 minutes.

Oh...

You know,
if you factor in shower time,

we're only gonna be
a few minutes late.

No, no, not a quickie. Later.

Compound interest.

Oh...
You must pay.

I've been bad in my pants, baby.
Oh, you've been so bad.

You need to punish me in my pants.
I'll punish you right in your pants.

No, no, it's better if
you don't touch me right now.

What?

I've refrained from
self-pleasuring for 48 hours!

Yeah, well, so have I!
I want to do this properly.

I got oysters, to bolster
your strength between bouts.

And pistachios.

Pistachios?
Yeah, I read an article.

Can't we pay a little bit
of the debt?

No.

Just the tip?
Mick!

I want to celebrate
your return from tour

with the most amazing sexual
marathon you've ever experienced.

I want to exploit your body
and blow your mind

until you lose consciousness.

I want to leave you a desiccated
yet satisfied husk of a man,

and I have bought underwear that
may well give you a heart attack.

Oh, GOD.

I'm wearing it right now.
Oh, you are KILLING me.

OK, you don't want to sacrifice
all that for a quickie.

Mick!

OK, we have to go to Alfie's party.

And then we will come back...
and we WILL have a sex-athon.

Agreed?

Yes.

Yes!

I just want you to appreciate
my level of physical distress.

Oh, baby, I do.

Careful!

It's gonna be worth the wait.
Oh, I have no doubt.

Billie, this event...

Oh, no, we only have to
stay for an hour,

we scoot out,
and then we get stuck into it.

Yeah, uh...

I was thinking it might be
difficult for you in there.

Jimmy's got a new baby, Darcy's got
a little kid, Nina's pregnant...

No, it's fine.

Well, can we have a...
signal, you know?

You just jiggle an earring if you're
feeling like shit, or something.

Mick, you're home. I'm happy.

I made a start
on my homework before work.

Mm-hm?

How about you?

Yeah, got a few ideas
I'm thinking about.

Do you want to talk about it now?

Uh-uh. Not yet.

If you don't mind.
OK.

Yes, control the urge
to interrogate him, Nina.

Welcome! Welcome! Come in!

Oh. Mwah!
Hi, darling.

- Hi, Mum.
- Hi, Mum.

Mwah! Good to see you. Yeah!

Hi, sweetie. Mwah!

Should I be offering to get drinks
for people as they arrive?

No, everyone here's quite capable
of obtaining their own drinks, OK?

Hi! How are you?
Good.

Mwah! You?
Good.

Lots of things
you need to remember.

Go on. Stop.
There we go.

What on this table
can I possibly eat?

I can have... this.

Should we
have hugged when you arrived?

Oh...
I'm not normally a hugger, but I'd like to start being a hugger.

Oh.

OK.

Is there something wrong with him?
Plenty of things.

Oh, no, obviously, but,
you know... sort of, right now?

Oh, this is his first
social occasion as, well...

As your partner?
Yes, it is.

Yeah.

Oi. What are you making noise about?

Alright, let's take a group photo.

OK, it takes three shots in a row,
so maintain smileage.

Hang on - where's Dad?

- What?!
- Oh, Darcy!

Did anyone invite him?
Whose job was it?

Well, I've been busy.
I thought someone would.

Well, your father's
not my responsibility!

He sort of is, Mum.

I just thought I assumed
he was gonna be here.

Poor Dad!
Well, he still can be invited now.

Yeah, should I do it?

- I'll ring him.
- No!

Terr... terrible idea.
Sorry.

Neens, you should call Dad.

Yeah, that's a good idea.

But, if you invite him now,
when he knows he's forgotten...

Shush! It's dialling!

Shh!

Oh.

Hey, Nina. Any news about Alfie?

Yes.

He's just got home. He's at Mum's.

OK, look.

We reset everything and restage
the props, so Dad never suspects.

Go. Go.

Uh... maybe we should all
just... pop in.

Oh. Bit of a celebration?

Exactly.
A... an impromptu... get-together.

Oh, don't rush.

We'll... see you there soon.

Hi, Dad.

My darling girl.
Oh, hi. How are you?

Good.
How is it?

- Hey.
- Darcy.

Hey. What a tremendous idea.

Oh, look. Billie and Mick
have just arrived.

Ah.

Hi, Dad.
Hey, sweetheart.

G'day, Darce.

Hi.
Hello.

Hey, Pat, how are you?

Oh, I hope everyone
could just turn up like this.

Hey?

He's a little corker, isn't he?

Hi.

Hi!

Come in.

The more the merrier.

Oh, yes, Darcy, hi.

Oh.

Any tips on how to handle this one,
old friend?

Smile and remain neutral.

I am Switzerland.

Helps to be flexible.

I am a Swiss contortionist.

That's exactly what we do.
It's like getting instant feedback.

Oh, hi-ho.

Do you eat tongue?

Oh, shit.

Well, 85g of beef tongue
gives you 44.3% of your RDI.

Oh.

When did you twig to it?

Oh, you girls have never been
very good liars.

And there were GLAD Wrap clues.

Oh, Dad, I'm... I'm so sorry.

We all thought each other...
it was a mess.

I'm so sorry
about the silly charade.

No, you did that
to spare my feelings.

Yeah, we did, but still it's awful.

Normally I wouldn't get myself
into a tizz about this, but...

but the fact is your dad's
a bit... a bit vulnerable right now.

Hmm.

Cherie and Martin Clegg and Ray...

they're a family unit now.

Looks like I really have
lost your mother this time.

I'm thrilled that you kids
are all happily coupled up.

Don't need me anymore.

Of course we do!

I'm redundant in my own life.

Oh, no, Dad, I hate to think of you
feeling like that.

Now's not the time to wallow.

It's a special day for Alfie.

Let's enjoy ourselves.

For heaven's sake,
it's a life commitment now.

You know, you can't escape
each other no matter what,

so, you know, you need to take
a good look at yourself

if you're going to be, you know,
a proper partner to Neens.

That's a fair point.

Oh, Billie, don't bolster Patrick.
Both of you.

I mean, some high-octane kissing
and some romantic words,

it doesn't magically wipe away
all the dysfunctional shit

that you two have going on.

Billie, do you have to do this now?

Oh, Nina, it's OK.
Well, we ARE working on things.

I take preparation for parenthood
VERY seriously.

Oh, Nina, you're not gonna swot
for having a baby

like you swotted for exams, are you?

Has she bought
special stationery?

Yes, I have as a matter of fact.

Pregnant women are so precious now.

I drank wine, smoked dope,
ate soft cheese, and you kids...

Who knows how
intelligent we'd have turned out

if you'd laid off
the wine and cheese.

Oh, if Nina was any cleverer,
she'd tie herself up in knots

more than she does now.

Pregnant doctors
are always the worst.

Mmm.

I bet Nina's self-diagnosing
every condition in the book.

Even someone who isn't neurotic
can get neurotic about pregnancy.

So for Nina - ooh-wee!
Would you all mind!

Can I point out Nina
IS an obstetrician

and she knows what's needed.

Yes, I'm perfectly capable
of managing my own pregnancy,

thank you.

I'm just looking
at the bigger picture.

I see what this is, you've set
yourself one of your projects.

Every detail's gotta be
perfect before you have a baby.

You wanna relax with it, honey.
Go with the flow.

I can't see Nina doing that.
No way.

Nina raises the bar so high,
and then she gets herself worked up

into a state.

OK, yes, OK.

I AM on a quest to improve things...

for when our baby arrives.

It's better
than not trying, isn't it?

Bringing a kid into a chaotic house

and then you end up inflicting
all your shit onto the poor kid.

Ooh, I think that might
have been a dig at us.

No, Mum,
it's not a question of that.

It's just... it's about
taking the chance

to think things through
BEFORE the baby comes.

It's alright, darling.
I wasn't really offended.

I'm a bit offended.

Me too.

Sorry, no. Sorry, I didn't mean... I
didn't. You're all great parents.

It's just that I see so many
kids at work that I worry about

and I just want to... I... look
at Alfie, he's SO precious.

I just... I feel SO lucky that
I can have a baby at all.

I just wanna do it the best I can.

I'm gonna be a MOTHER!

Oh, Billie...

Alright...

sex marathon.

Mmm.
Mmm.

Billie, I don't really think
you're in the head space.

Come on. No, we promised ourselves.

Yeah, look, it just...

You know, it's not like I'm
not... truly happy for Neens.

'Cause I am.

Yeah, I know, it's possible to feel

two powerful and contradictory
things at the same time.

And I wanna enjoy this adventure
with my sister,

and I wanna be... supportive
and gracious.

I'm not sure if...
gracious is you, really.

What? You're thinking more strident,
mean-spirited cow?

No, no.

Strong, generous, honest...

magnificent.

Good-looking.
Good-looking, of course.

How could I leave that out?

That was a stellar performance.
Managed to offend everyone.

It's OK. They're family,
they understand.

I've been so self-absorbed. I didn't
realise what Dad was going through.

And Billie. Shit!

You've been busy.

Busy being a laughable, self-deluded

perfectionist control freak.

No, these are useful. There's life
insurance, learn to meditate.

"Establish boundaries with Billie."

I don't need boundaries.

I need her here with me.

And that just makes me feel
more overwhelmed, not less.

You don't have to do it all
by yourself.

Sorry. I'm sorry.
I-I was a thoughtless idiot.

That's not, in fact, why I'm here.

I need to demonstrate something
to you and Patrick.

This place is only a sub-let.
You have no security of tenure.

And from a psychological
point of view

your sense of housing instability
could transfer to a child.

Plus this place is simply
not safe for a toddler.

Look how easily a small child could
fall over the edge.

Perils. And these stairs?

Deathtrap.

It's pretty convincing.

Yeah, we really should
think about that.

You need to reconsider
your property position.

Preferably buy a place together.

I think that's a good idea.

And neither of you have much
time for house-hunting.

It makes sense I should investigate
suitable properties

and prepare a shortlist.

That'd be great.
Yes, thanks.

You're seeing a counsellor,
aren't you?

We both are... together.

Can you not tell
the rest of the family?

Please?

Oh.

Some of them are stupid.

No, that's stupid. Yeah.

I didn't mean...

You definitely, yeah, you
definitely gotta swaddle the baby.

You could break arms.

Hey.

I love you being
our real estate scout.

You can call your baby Ava or Zach
if you want.

See ya.

We have 28 weeks
before the baby comes.

I'm sure we can find time
to use the Dermalogica voucher.

Dr Proudman?

Oh, I love this stuff.
Thank you very much.

Have a good day.

Patrick, Zara and I
were not drinking last night.

How on earth was
this much alcohol consumed?

Morning, Geraldine.

Look, I thought I'd stop by.
Darcy, you're looking a bit haggard.

Yeah, well, I've been awake
for a fair whack of the night.

I've, uh... I've had an offer
to sell the real estate business.

Really?

What would that mean for Billie?
How would she...?

Phillip, this is a Proudman matter.

Of course.

I'll make myself scarce.

Darcy, you're not seriously...?
I might sell.

What, are you crazy?
What are you gonna do with yourself?

And what about Billie?
Have you told her?

Uh, no, not yet, but, well...

the time has come to find
a new direction for myself.

Is he breathing?

Yep.

Hmm.

Hey, I changed him at 5am after the
third time you fed him, didn't I?

It's all a blur.

Mmm.

Oh, I didn't clean my teeth
last night.

I slept in my shoes.

It doesn't matter. Alfie's alive.
He survived his first night with us.

Do you think we're setting the bar
a bit low for ourselves as parents?

Haven't I told you of my vision...

for him to be high-achieving,
witty, handsome, athletic,

academically involved?

For now alive is pretty good.

You're pretty good too.

I think I saw Dr Proudman's partner
in the street.

Oh, yeah? Tall, swarthy, big spunk,
all over Nina like a rash?

Patrick Reid.

Is he a doctor?

Anaesthetist...

at the Ainsworth.

Hi, Eloise.

Ready to start the day?

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