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She has a boyfriend, okay?

- Will you fuck off. - Don't worry.

Fuck off.

Kel, I'm not going to tell him. I'm not going to show him.

Come here.

Are you going to tell me what happened or what?

I just tripped. It's not really newsworthy.

Classic damsel in distress story, really.

Yeah. I'm surprised you're even up and functioning.

Figured you'd still have your head stuck in the toilet.

Piss fit, baby!

Uh-huh. Don't bullshit me, Jacs.

I'm-- I'm worried about you.

No judgement?

I chased the guy from Kel's phone.

We were about to meet up and he sped off.

Wait a second. What?

I've been messaging him.

Why?

Because I want to know what he did to her.

But you don't know anything about this guy.

Jesus. I-- No, you need-- you need to stop.

- Why would I? - Her privacy.

Going through her phone.

- I mean, what the fuck are you doing? - As if that is the worst thing

either of us have done to Kel.

Why? Why? Why are we talking about that again? I--

Because we never talked about it.

Just say that you regret it.

Say that you regret it.

- Say that you regret sleeping with me. - I don't.

I don't. I...

Being with you...

that weekend was just...

I was so lit up.

I just...

I don't know. You...

You always made me feel that way.

You okay?

- Yep. - Yeah?

Yes.

- Uh.

- What? - No, no, no, no. It's okay. Sorry.

- It's just-- We don't need to go so fast. - What?

What do you mean?

- Well, it's just...

Hey, hey, hey. What if we just...

What if we just kiss for a bit?

Should I put my top back on?

- No. No. No, not at all.

Stop.

Stop?

- Yeah. - Sorry.

I'm sorry.

Fuck.

Um, I don't know what's wrong with me.

Um...

That's okay. Yeah. We-- we can just stop. It's all good.

- It's not you. - No, it's okay.

No, it's like-- Not-- It's--

- Hey. - You're so perfect.

I don't want to feel like this. I feel...

crazy.

- Is it Kel or... - No, it's-- it's him.

I, um...

I promised Kel.

Okay? And...

It felt important to respect that and...

and do right by that, you know? So...

Honestly, I didn't think it was actually any of your business.

But, um...

I, um...

I know where he lives.

- Hello.

- Mum, there's a lady here.

Can you go back to your homework, please?

- No. - Ah, don't make me say it again.

- Homework. Now.

Hi, sorry. We just got in from school.

Um...

I'm here for the bike. Your husband put it on marketplace.

Jim, there's a lady here to pick up the bike.

Huh?

Hey, what bike are you selling? You better not be buying a new one.

What bike? What are you on about?

Hey.

- Um, which bike? - Um, not inside, thank you.

It's, uh, it's just one of the-- the kids' bikes.

The tyre's busted.

Well, can we not just get a new tyre?

- Yeah, no, the whole, um, wheel's ruined. - Jesus.

Jim, that was the new bike from Christmas.

It's fine. Here, I'll show it to you.

It's just down the side.

Can you...

Mum, I want something to eat.

Oh fuck.

You have a family.

What do you want then?

I want to know what you did.

And I don't fucking care if I ruin this for you, okay?

Okay.

Okay. What do-- what do you mean, what I did?

We-- we had an affair.

You had an affair. Tell me what happened.

Okay. Okay.

We, um...

we met at a pub, and...

we kept in touch, and it took off from there.

Why's she dead?

I-- She really didn't tell you anything?

Okay, she, um...

She'd come down, and we'd...

- we would book a motel.

And it-- it was an escape for both of us.

I wanted to be there for her.

I mean-- I mean, Kel had this incredible, um, wisdom.

A-- a sense of freedom.

It didn't make sense that she could end up in such dark places.

And when I saw the cracks...

...I didn't want to abandon her.

I wanted to help her.

Fuck.

- How were you going to fucking help her? - I don't know.

It had gone too far. We'd gone-- We'd-- we'd got in too deep.

I mean, I...

I could see how much it was affecting-- affecting her.

- I didn't want to string her along. - What, more than you already did?

Look, she-- she knew I was never going to leave my kids.

You know, I-- I called her up...

and I cut it for good.

And that was the night.

And she went quiet.

Give me that back!

Why didn't she tell me about you?

Because...

she said that you'd be vengeful and hateful,

and you wouldn't accept me, which is completely fair enough.

And...

I don't know. I don't know. She also...

She knew that you'd cheated with her boyfriend before,

but she loved you.

I, um...

Just wanted to say that, uh...

I saw your photograph.

And it was really beautiful.

Dad.

- Hey. - I want to show you my drawing.

- Okay. - I want to go first.

- No, I'm going first. - I'm going first.

- What the fuck? - I'm just an idiot.

Where have you been?

Just with friends.

We've been trying to get a hold of you for ages.

Okay, Mum?

Yeah. I'm tired.

I'm really tired. I'm like...

I can't sleep. I need an MRI. I can't...

Well, you don't need an MRI.

But you do need...

to see someone.

Talk.

I don't want to be like this any more.

No, baby.

I watched the tape.

What tape?

Bali.

Why didn't you tell me?

Tell you what?

- What happened over there.

Um...

I would have looked after you.

Talk to me.

I don't want to do this with you.

I'm your mother.

I don't want to do this with you. I don't want to do this with anyone. Okay?

Nothing happened.

You watch the tape and tell me nothing happened.

- I will watch it with you. - Oh, stop.

What he did was criminal.

I saw it with my own eyes.

Who are you lying to?

Me or...

You don’t know what’s on there, do you?

Maybe we should take this to the police.

No.

Why do I have to go first?

Well, that's my idea.

You're prettier than you think.

How do you know how pretty I think I am?

Turned on your mate pretty quick tonight.

So what spicy questions have you got for me?

What's your weirdest fantasy?

Like a fetish?

No, it can be like anything. Just, you know, do your worst.

I think of my brother dying.

I think about being hit by a car.

Um, and then I go to the hospital and I have to be there for ages

- and the doctor falls in love with me.

He's never met anyone

- like me before. - Oh, it's a rescue fantasy.

Ew. Lame.

- What's yours called? - I don't know.

- Well, how does your brother die? - A house fire.

Where if I'd have been there that second earlier,

- I could have saved him. - Tragic.

Tragic.

So did you also douse it in kerosene before?

It won't happen, by the way.

What?

- Doctor.

He's not going to fall in love with you.

Why?

Because...

...women like rescuing men, not the other way around.

- And leave.

- Well, that's not very nice. - I know.

That's sad.

It's just the way it is.

Acceptance is a small, quiet room.

What are you, like, doing, psychology or something?

I do teaching.

Hmm.

- You're too good for him, anyway.

- What?

- My fantasy doctor. - Hmm.

Yeah, true, he's a bit of a prick.

- Were you a dork at school? - Yeah.

- You were? - Yeah. Massive.

Um, what school are you going to teach at?

I'm doing placement at Shire High.

And why do you want to be a teacher?

Because I think it'll be fulfilling.

What, the repetitive grind and the shit pay?

And you're going to be what, a millionaire being a talentless photographer.

Um, you haven't seen my work.

No, your friend told me.

- She did not. - Yeah, she said

you didn't have a fucking clue.

Fuck off, she didn't.

- You will be a good teacher but. - Yeah, I know, I will.

- Can I have some beer? - Yeah.

- I might just go to the bathroom quickly. - Yeah.

I'm just going to turn this off.

- Hello?

Yeah.

- I actually got my period. - That's all right.

- No, like I've got like a tampon in. Stop. - Do you?

- Yeah. - I don't care.

Okay.

- We could get breakfast. - Yeah, in the morning we will.

I'm actually kind of feeling a bit sick. Sorry. Let go.

What? Are you scared?

What's wrong?

Fuck is wrong with you?

- Just stop. - Wait.

- It would be so good, you know. - No.

- But you look so fucking good. - Just stop.

- Stop. Stop. - Come on.

- Fuck. - Stop.

- Fuck.

Oi.

- Oi.

Oh fuck.