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(debris clattering)

(soft piano music)

(birds chirping)

(ducks quacking)

(soft piano music continues)

- [Tash] This is my dad.

(Doug sighs)

And you guessed it, that's Mom.

- Should've been your promotion.

You've been there twice as long as he has.

- Yeah, I know, but what could I do about it?

It's just the way it goes sometimes.

- Here's me.

If I had a dollar for every time

I heard my parents argue about money,

I could build them a castle.

- Just, we were relying on that money.

I can barely cover costs as it is.

- Yeah, well, maybe we can scrape together

enough for a deposit.

We wouldn't be wasting it on rent.

- Wasting?

(Sharon chuckles)

Maybe we can afford a deposit

if someone didn't have such an expensive hobby.

- Huh! Hobby?

Ah, give it a rest.

(phone rings)

- Hi, Mom.

How are you?

Oh, what?

Oh, okay.

Um, how much?

No, no. It's okay.

I can make it work.

I'll drop it by later, okay?

All right, bye.

- Yeah, so it's not just me then, is it?

(soft piano music)

- Don't be so insensitive.

- [Tash] It was a super tense time.

And it wasn't only the money.

Everything seemed to go to hell all at once.

(Doug sighs) (cat meows)

By the end of the week, there'd be two deaths in the family.

And the house would be...

Actually, hang around and you'll see for yourself.

(cat meows)

- Get out of it!

That damn cat's done it again!

- [Sharon] Well, just spray it with the hose!

- Oh, I'll kick its flamin' backside if I get hold of it.

Oh...

Jesus.

(soft music)

- Hungry, Ollie?

Some school days fizzle like a dud firework,

soon to be forgotten.

Others, like today, make you think.

- As we have learned from the examples on the board,

journals are a superb way to record history.

Occasionally they can be used as the source material

for biographies, TV series, even films.

How many of you have tried keeping one?

It's gonna be a long day.

(soft music)

- [Tash] See that lady?

That's my grandma.

She moved here with her parents in the 60s,

all the way from London.

She was about to change my life.

- Excuse me.

- I think you might like that one.

- Yeah, that looks nice.

I'll have one, please.

- Perfect.

Thank you, and there's your ticket.

Enjoy the film.

- Thank you.

Hm. (soft music continues)

- [Tash] Grandpa died years ago.

And ever since, Grandma's lived alone,

with only her TV to keep her company.

(phone beeps)

- Oh, hello.

Yes.

Yes, I would like to buy one of your mops.

- But don't worry.

Even though she was on her own, she got heaps of calls.

- Hello?

- [Kapil] Yes, ma'am.

- Oh, yes.

Is this the phone call I requested?

- You reported you were having problem with your internet.

- Oh, dreadful.

Dreadful!

- Not a problem. I can help you fix it.

I just need you to log onto your computer,

so I can talk you through the steps.

- Okay, good.

Let's have a look.

Ah...

Computer.

(soft music continues)

Uh...

Oh.

Just hold on, one moment.

- Now you just need to press

the home button on your computer,

and open your browser.

(microwave beeps)

Have you it opened yet, ma'am?

- Um, I'm still having issues with this blasted thing.

- What do you see on the screen?

- Nothing. Just numbers.

- Numbers?

And what do they say?

- Zero.

- Zero?

Can you press the escape or home key?

- Oh, no, no.

No, I don't see anything like that here.

But ooh, I do see one here that says "reheat".

Ooh, and this big one here that says "open the door".

(soft music continues)

Hello? (dial tone beeps)

What a pity.

Oh, he was such a nice young man.

- [Tash] That's my cousin, Ned.

His family was going through a hard time too.

- How about...

That one?

- I haven't seen this one before.

- Any recommendations?

- Have you seen "A Love of My Life"?

It's beyond gore-iffic.

Wait till you see what they do to-

- What?

I thought she'd wanna see something new.

Not the same slosh everyone else is-

- [Attendant] And you thought a horror movie

was the way to go?

- "A Love of My Life" is amazeballs.

- Sorry about her.

She's...

New.

What about "Red Dog"?

- Ooh! (chuckles)

I like dogs.

(soft music)

- Thank you.

There's your ticket.

- That lady's loco.

- Hey, for her, it is new.

(dog barks)

(birds chirping)

(soft music)

- Hm.

Yeah.

(soft music continues)

(Ruby chuckles)

- Hey.

(scanner beeps)

Oh, I'm afraid you have some overdue books?

- No, I-

- I won't be able to loan you these

until you return the other ones.

- Oh.

(soft music continues)

(knocking)

- Mom, it's only me.

Hi, Mom.

Where's your car?

- What?

It must have been stolen!

Well...

- God.

I'm gonna call the place.

(door thuds)

- Did you go anywhere today?

- Well, I did go to the library.

But I took the bus.

- Right, okay.

- You know what?

I'm just gonna give this to Dougie to fix,

'cause I have no idea.

- What if they come and rob me again?

- Well, you'll be absolutely safe,

as long as you keep the screen door locked.

Okay?

- Um, aren't you soon for dinner?

- Oh, I can't.

I've got an early start.

Maybe tomorrow?

I'll let myself out.

Love you!

- Love you!

(soft music) (pan sizzles)

I am having a dreadful time with this thing.

Really?

Well, I just keep pressing the buttons,

but nothing seems to happen.

(TV reporter speaking)

(soft dramatic ambient music)

(flames whooshing)

- Oh!

Are you okay, Mom?

What happened?

- Oh, she's lucky to be alive.

If I hadn't noticed the flames

and pulled her out, she'd be-

- My house!

The paintings and the photographs...

- What caused it?

- I don't know.

- Perhaps it was those hoodlums,

the ones who stole my car.

- Oh, geez.

I'm gonna punch the piss outta them if I catch 'em.

- With my strong words.

You know, until the police arrive, obviously.

- Thank you so much, George.

- You're welcome.

She was quite distressed.

- Don't worry. At least you're okay.

(doorknob rattles)

We're home.

Well, looks like Nana might be staying for a while, so.

- Are you okay?

- Could you make up the spare bed?

- Oh, no, no.

Don't be bothered on my account. N

No, Frank will be by to pick me up in a minute.

- Well, why don't you help Tash in the meantime?

Just in case you wanna stay.

- Oh.

Oh.

- She keeps talking about your father

like he's still alive.

- It's just a coping mechanism.

(Doug chuckles)

- Yeah, but he died years ago.

I don't know.

Could be a sign she's starting to-

- It's not.

I know my mom.

She's getting older, but she can still do things.

You know?

She's not losing it, but I might if you don't stop.

- Yeah, righto.

Anyway, I guess our grand plan to shift in with her

and save rent went up in flames, didn't it?

I'm just trying to lighten the mood.

- You know what you should do?

You should go back and ask your boss for a raise.

- Yeah, okay, I told you I would.

I'll ask him next time I see him.

- No, she has an insurance policy.

She has a home insurance policy,

and has had it with your company for over 20 years.

- [Worker] I'm sorry, but our records show her policy

lapsed several years ago.

Maybe your mother switched to a different insurance.

- That's impossible.

Listen, Mom changes nothing.

- [Worker] I'll refer it to my manager.

- Yes, you do that.

Thank you. We'll be in touch.

- [Tash] Mom!

The police are here?

- Did you find her car?

- No, Sharon.

But I did wanna give you an update.

I did some check in.

And it turns out your mom's car

hasn't been registered in the last five years.

- No, she always pays her bills on time.

- And something else.

I spoke to the fireys.

They don't think the fire at your mom's house

was arson after all.

It started in the kitchen.

Sorry.

- Thanks.

- I'll keep a look out for the car.

- Listen, Shaz, I'm worried about Ruth.

If she hasn't paid the insurance, then-

- I must say, your shower head is brilliant.

(Ruth chuckles)

I'm gonna get your father to install one for us.

- So, Mom, the house insurance.

You haven't skipped any payments, have you?

- Oh, you know!

I'll get your father to do all those things.

- Shit.

- What's the matter with him?

- Nothing. Just thought of something.

- Pity you didn't marry that young Rodney.

At least he didn't have a potty mouth.

- Yes.

Tash, do you wanna show Nana how to feed Ollie?

- Yeah.

Come on, Grandma.

- Did you hear that?

She thinks your dad's paying the bills.

If she hasn't paid the house insurance,

then it's probably the same for the car,

and who knows what else?

- I just...

I think there's been some mistake.

Look, just, I'm late for work.

Can we just talk about this tonight?

- Well, you're just gonna go and leave her here?

What, so she can burn this place down as well?

- Nobody said that she burnt the place down.

There are plenty of other ways fires can start.

There's electrical faults and, you know?

I'm pleased she's here.

- Yeah, well, at least we keep an eye on her.

- No, for company.

(soft music)

- Wanna see what I taught Petie?

- Ooh, yes.

(Petie chirps)

Aw!

- Mom, could you do us a favor?

Could you help out around the house while we're at work?

- Oh, yes.

Yeah, I could do that.

(soft music continues) (Sharon chuckles)

Oh.

Aw.

- Mom, I've written a little list.

You're okay, aren't you?

- Mm. Tip-top!

(Sharon chuckles) - Bye, Grandma.

- Let's take a look at this here.

Feed Ollie...

Iron Doug's shirt...

And then vacuum.

Ooh, well, first things first.

Feed Ollie.

Feed Ollie.

(Ruby whispers) (door clatters)

(soft music continues)

- So, why don't we try telling her the truth?

- We've been through that before.

- Yeah, but I feel bad.

Like, lying to her.

- Yes, but tell her the truth, and then what?

She just starts grieving all over again.

I think it's better that she thinks

Grandpa's away on a business trip.

There's no harm in it, is there?

- It's a pretty long business trip.

- Yeah, well, you know, it's complicated.

Sometimes you have to tell white lies

to protect people's feelings.

Here we go.

- Don't forget you're on the bus tonight, okay?

- [Doug] See ya.

- [Sharon] Have a good one.

(calming music)

- I'll miss you guys.

- Really?

- White lie, Dad.

(Doug chuckles)

- [Sharon] Who's she talking to?

Oh, no, yep, that's Petra's son.

(calming music continues)

- Oh.

I suppose you want to go fly around

for a little bit, don't you?

There you go.

(calming music continues) (ironing board squeaks)

(Ruby grunts)

(cat meows)

Scram!

Scram!

Feed Ollie, feed Ollie.

- Today, we are talking careers.

Hands up, who already knows what they want to do

after graduation?

(calming music continues)

- There you go.

There.

(ironing board sizzles) (Ruby gasps)

God.

Oh!

Oh, lucky I was here.

(calming music continues)

(vacuum stutters)

(vacuum clattering)

(phone rings)

- Hello?

- Well, how's it going?

- Oh...

I think your vacuum's had it.

- Oh. Huh.

Oh, well, I'll get Doug to fix it later.

- Yeah, that's a good idea, dear.

You think he's up to it?

Or is he gonna end up on the lawn...

(Ruby chuckles)

Like the rest of his repairs?

- Well, I hope not.

Listen...

I gotta go.

Don't forget to feed Ollie.

- Oh, yeah.

Feed Ollie, right.

Ollie.

Yeah, I can do that.

Oh.

Hello, Ollie.

There you go.

There you go.

Yeah.

- Hey, Ollie.

(soft dramatic music)

Oh my God, Ollie!

Grandma, what the hell?

Where's Petie?

- Oh, he must be here somewhere.

Petie?

(dramatic music) He's here somewhere.

(Tash hyperventilating)

(Tash sobs)

- It's like she doesn't even think it's her fault.

- Grandma...

She said she was distracted.

- Distracted?

How does anyone get that distracted?

- I know she didn't mean to.

(Tash sobs)

It's her age.

(melancholic piano music)

She's forgetting things.

(Tash sobs) - Sweetheart.

(doorbell rings)

(Doug sighs)

(Doug sighs)

- Oh, I wish you would've called first, mate.

It's not a great time.

- I normally would've.

It's not just me.

Things aren't good with Dagmar,

and we need somewhere to crash.

- What happened to your hand?

- He's all right.

He just burnt it.

- Well, come in, come in.

You can stay as long as you need to.

- Of course.

- I got those, I got those.

Just...

- More people's suitcases?

You've gotta be kidding me.

What happened to your hand?

- Get lost.

- Well, we're gonna have to do a little bit of a reshuffle.

Doug, can you get-

- [Doug] Trundle bed.

- Put it in Tash's-

- [Doug] Tash's room, yeah.

- [Tash] My room? - Yes.

Ken, Ned, you can take the spare room and the double bed,

Grandma can sleep in your bed,

and you can take the trundle.

- Mom, I'm not sharing my room.

- Well, you wanna take the double bed with Grandma?

- But that's not fair, it's my bed!

She can sleep in the living room.

- She's older, and has earned some comfort and respect.

Please don't answer back, darling-

- Ugh! You're the worst!

You never listen to me! It's my room!

(door slams)

- I'm sorry, Tash.

Don't worry, mate.

It'll get better.

- Whatever you say.

- God, what a day.

If it doesn't rain-

- It pisses hailstones the size of rocks.

(Sharon grunts)

- Oh, Ken.

I really feel for him.

(light switch clicks)

(soft piano music)

- [Doug] What about the insurance?

- I called them again.

It's bad.

(soft piano music continues)

- [Ruby] Best not go to sleep just yet.

Frank will be by in a minute to pick me up.

- Frank's not coming.

He's dead.

Just like Petie and Ollie.

- What?

- He died five years ago.

- No, I'd remember that!

- We've told you so many times.

- Oh.

Oh, how could, how could I forget my husband?

Oh...

Was there a funeral?

Oh...

They're gonna put me into a home.

- What do you mean?

- I don't wanna be shut away in an old people's home!

(Ruby sobs)

- It's okay.

- He's gone! I'm all alone.

- You're not alone.

(Tash sobs)

I'm sorry.

You have me.

- I need my Frank!

I need my Frank!

- Yeah, well, you know, it's complicated.

Sometimes you have to tell white lies

to protect people's feelings.

(Ruby sobs)

- Grandma, hey.

Grandpa's fine.

He told me he'll be here soon.

(Ruby grunts)

- You spoke to him?

I thought-

- Grandpa's okay.

That was a totally different Frank I was talking about.

Frank Fasano.

- Frank Fasano.

- Yeah, he used to work with Dad.

- Oh.

- Yeah, so...

Grandpa's just running a little late.

I'm sorry I got you all confused and whatnot.

- So my Frank's still with us?

Oh.

Oh...

(Ruby chuckles)

Silly me.

For a moment there I thought...

- Do you think we can get some sleep?

- Silly me.

- Love you.

- Oh...

Oh, I love you too, sweetie.

(Ruby laughs)

(Ruby sighs)

(soft piano music fades)

- We've got an appointment this morning, your father and I,

so you're gonna have to bus it to school, okay?

- Sure.

- Oh, I could drive them.

If that's all right with you guys.

It's Ned's first day of school, so...

We've gotta go see the principal anyway.

- You're moving to my school?

- Yeah, they'll be staying with us for a while, so.

- [Tash] Oh, cool.

I really like it.

The teachers are great-

- But it's boring.

- Would you like me to help you out today, dear?

- Oh...

No.

No, Mom. Not today.

Um...

Why don't you go to the library?

- Yeah, or stay here.

Maybe watch a bit of telly, or something.

Pretty good.

Ah.

Yeah, all righty.

- So, the Vice Principal's classroom is just up there.

- Okay.

- Do you want me to wait for you guys?

- No, no, we'll be fine.

Thanks.

- Um, if you wanted, we could sit together at recess.

- Don't talk to me.

- Ned. (tense music)

- What?

She's a loser.

- And you're a shithead!

(tense music continues)

(knocking)

- Good morning.

Take a seat.

Principal Hudson's on leave.

I'll be filling in.

Who do we have here?

(object rattles)

- [Lisa] And once I've completed the home visit,

I can determine whether your mother's eligible

for home-help.

- Eligible how?

- Not everyone qualifies for a carer.

If you've got too many assets, or this-

- Oh, that won't be a problem.

- So, what are our next steps?

- I can give you these forms to fill out,

and start the process rolling.

- More red tape?

- And then I can book you in for an assessment

in a few weeks time.

- A few weeks?

- Unfortunately, there's a long waiting list.

- Bloody government bureaucracy

- Being eligible doesn't even guarantee

we can provide a service.

Here, take this home.

This might help.

Is there anything else I can help you with?

- No, that's all. Thanks.

- Have a good day.

- Gosh, it shouldn't be that hard.

I mean, what is all this stuff?

- I really can't...

I can't see it with my glasses off,

but it looks like you gotta be practically dead

before you get any assistance.

- Oh, God. You take it.

- Give it to me.

Hey, that reminds me of my maths homework.

- All right, class.

Today we have a new student, Ned.

Ned, you can sit right there next to Darren.

Just at the back.

Darren, I want you to be Ned's buddy for today.

Show him our famous school spirit.

(soft music)

- Oh, hello.

- Hello. (Ruby chuckles)

Ready? - Yeah.

Ooh, there it is.

Thank you.

- Hey, um, soz about before.

How's your first day going?

(Darren chuckles)

- Do you know this nerd?

(tense music)

- Nah, I don't.

- Are you serious?

- Yeah.

Bye. Get lost.

- Who is that?

- He's my cousin.

- Bye.

Go make out with your book.

(tense music continues) (Darren laughs)

What happened?

- Oh, I burnt it.

- Doing what? Making muffins?

(Darren chuckles)

- No.

I was...

Using my dad's welder without gloves.

- Welding?

Cool.

Badass, bro.

("Never Said A Word" by Amela)

* Maybe I've fallen too fast, too far *

* Now I've forgotten how to walk myself in a straight line *

* All is I know is when I'm with you *

* I feel alive

- Get a friend.

* Alive

* Maybe, it's complicated, but to me you're a loaded gun *

* Waiting for the spring where we'll always become *

- Stop looking at me.

- Ow!

- Hey, new guy!

Leave her alone.

- Shut up.

* And all this time, I'm wondering *

(Darren chuckles)

- [Bus Driver] Quit it!

Unless you wanna walk.

* You kept me close

* But you never said why

* No, you never said a word

- You don't have to be such a d-bag.

- Back off.

Can't you take a hint?

- You're the worst.

I'm not talking to you anymore.

- Finally.

- Grandma!

Hello?

I wonder where she is.

- I don't know.

- Hope she's all right.

- She's not a baby.

She can look after herself.

Besides, I thought you weren't talking to me.

- [Reporter] Information technology professionals.

- [Commentator] The fans are appreciating that.

Avery's just-

- Can you turn it down?

- Nah.

- I'm trying to study.

- And I want to chill out.

- Can't wait to tell your dad about this one.

- Say anything, and I'll wreck your life worse

than it already is.

- I hate you!

- [Commentator] But no!

She moved out of the way.

Kelly-Anne, out of the way...

(door slams)

One more dropkick.

All three with a major...

Oh!

Did you just see that big boot...

(dramatic music)

- Ruby!

Ruby!

Ruby.

It's George!

(dramatic music continues)

- Hi.

How's your day?

- Meh.

- Mr. Scott wants us to brainstorm three dream job options,

but I don't have any.

- Oh, I'm sure you'll come up with something.

Where's your grandma?

- She must've went out.

Wasn't here when we got home.

- Ugh.

Okay, we'll have to look for her.

(Doug sighs)

Tash, you stay here in case she comes back.

Call us if she shows up.

- [Ken] Where's the fire?

- Mom's gone.

Will you help us look?

- [Ken] Yeah, of course.

- We'll go back to her house, if you can check the shops.

- Okay.

Ned, let's go.

Come on. - Coming.

Hang on.

Why does she get to stay?

- Just don't go too fast.

Okay?

Well, she could be anywhere.

(soft piano music)

- When are we going home?

- I'm sorry, mate.

Your mom and I, we've got a ton to work through.

I mean, we're trying, but it could take a while.

(soft piano music continues)

- Just go slowly, darling.

Slow.

- I am.

- Follow the bus route 35.

- Yeah, I am.

(phone rings)

Thanks for the call, mate.

- No problem.

Besides, we've been having a great catch up,

talking about old times.

Didn't we, Ruby?

- Where were you, Mom?

You scared us.

- I...

- Just tell us later, we'll take you home first.

Okay?

- No, no.

I have to tell your father,

because the house and the paintings, they...

- No, no, he's not coming,

because he called and his flight was delayed.

- That's always the way, isn't it?

And I keep telling him to fly Qantas.

They're far more reliable than Ansett,

but will he listen to me?

No- - No.

Well, his receptionist booked the tickets, so...

- Oh, for Pete's sake.

I mean, she should know by now.

- Yeah.

Well, let's go, and we'll talk about it.

- Thank you.

(bird chirping)

- [Ruby] And you are...

- Lisa.

I'm an assessment officer.

So nice to finally meet you.

I love your accent.

(Ruby laughs)

- Yeah, that's the Londoner in me.

(Ruby chuckles)

It's always the last thing to go.

I was...

Yeah, I was a teenager when I immigrated to Australia.

- Wow. Pretty big move.

Ever thought of going back?

- No, ever since my sister Elaine died.

- Oh, um...

I'm sorry for your loss.

I'd like to do a few tests with you today,

if you're on board.

- Oh.

- Yeah, good.

- Great.

I'm gonna tell you three things,

and I want you to concentrate.

Because later on, I'm going to ask you

what those three things are.

Understand?

- Memory test?

- Mm.

- Oh, no, that's silly.

Nothing wrong with my memory.

(everyone chuckling)

- [Lisa] Well, that's good.

But I have to test you,

or I'll get in trouble with my boss.

- Oh, well, I wouldn't want you to get into any trouble.

(Ruby chuckles) - Thank you.

- I'm gonna tell you three words.

Okay, so ball, flag and tree.

Can you repeat those for me please?

- Ball, flag...

Oh, what was the other one?

- Tree.

So it's ball, flag and tree.

- Ball, flag, tree.

- Very good. (Sharon chuckles)

I'm gonna ask you a couple of questions now.

What's the name of the current US president?

- Oh...

Oh, you know, he's that...

The guy is on TV, he's always getting into trouble.

(Doug chuckles)

That'd be the lot of them.

(Sharon and Doug chuckling)

- Can you tell me his name, Ruby?

- Bill Clinton.

Bill Clinton.

- Thank you.

Now...

With this pen and paper,

can you draw me a clock face for the time twenty past five?

- Hm.

(soft music) (pen scribbles)

Thank you.

And do you remember the words that I asked you to remember?

- What words are those, dear?

- Mhm. Thank you.

- Doug.

I think Mom would like to go and see

that project you're working on.

- What project?

The project that you're working on.

- Oh, yeah! The project, yeah.

(Doug clears throat)

Yeah.

Come on, Rube. I'll show you my project out in the shed.

- So good to meet you.

(Ruby chuckles) - [Doug] Yeah, come on.

(soft music) (birds chirping)

- That's not much of a garden, is it?

It's just a load of junk.

You should get rid of it.

- Well, you know...

A lot of demand for all this kind of stuff.

Oh, that's one of my little projects.

It's dad's old car, I'm about to fix that one up.

Oh, this '76 SLR Torana.

- It's got all these bits missing.

- Yeah, oh, this is gonna be worth a stack though,

once I finish doing it up.

Yeah.

That's a beauty, that one.

- Does she have any hobbies?

- Oh, um...

Years ago she used to paint.

- Hm.

Some research suggests that art therapy

can slow the impact of dementia.

- Oh, okay.

- It's worth a try.

- Just watch your step through here, Rube.

I dropped a jar of nails the other day.

Well, here it is.

All its glory.

Yeah.

I mean, that comes in a set of 10, it's got six of those.

Oh, that over there, that was...

What's that famous golfer's name?

Anyway, that was his brother's.

Yeah, and I got a whole stack

of racing stuff floating around.

A lot of it's signed.

Oh, that, that's probably doubled or tripled in price

since he died.

Yeah, gotta be worth close to a grand by now, I reckon.

(Ruby sighs)

- The trouble with you, is you're a hoarder.

I mean, you're just too attached to all these things.

You have to learn to let go.

You know what?

If you...

If you sold all this junk,

you might even have enough for a deposit.

Huh?

- She only scored 21 out of 30 on the Mini-Mental test,

so I'll write a referral for a gerontologist.

- What we need right now is...

Someone to come and look after her while I'm at work.

- Unfortunately, there's a waiting list

of six weeks for carers.

- Oh, for six weeks?

What are we supposed to do in the meantime?

- You could try respite services, get her assessed by ACAT,

or see if you can get her a CAPS package.

- Gosh.

I'm sorry.

(Sharon chuckles)

Why does everything have to be an acronym?

I just need things to be a little bit simpler for me.

I'm sorry.

Can you tell me what those things were again?

- Yeah, yeah. - ACAP?

- Sorry, um...

A CAPS package is short for community age care package.

They fund up to four hours care a week.

- Well, we're gonna need more than that.

I work full-time.

So we need someone to look after her 24/7 when I'm at work.

Do you-

- You could hire a carer directly.

The cheaper ones usually charge about $30 an hour.

(Sharon sighs)

- $30 an hour?

How can we afford that?

That's more than I make.

- Maybe you could reduce your hours,

or consider putting her in residential accommodation.

- Oh, God. Oh, God...

I'm a good person, I pay my taxes.

Are you really telling me that that's

the only option I have for my mom?

To put her in one of those homes?

Have you seen her?

I'm not putting her in there.

I don't wanna do that.

I want to look after my mom.

I'm not...

No, you can...

I'm so sorry.

You've got obviously got other meetings and...

- A number of residential complexes are quite good.

- She's not old enough.

- They'll be able to cater to her needs and-

- Yeah, I'm sorry, thank you.

I'll just manage.

Thank you, Lisa.

(Sharon sighs) (dramatic piano music)

- [Lisa] Thank you.

(clipboard thuds)

- Shame Sharon didn't marry that lovely Elroy.

I mean, he's making a killing selling deceased estate.

(dramatic piano music continues)

(door creaks)

- Oh, God.

Well, it's gotta be in here somewhere.

- What? - Take that.

Excuse me, Mom.

(junk clatters) Oh, God.

(Sharon chuckles)

Oh, darling, where is it?

(junk squeaking) (Sharon gasps)

Yes!

(dramatic piano music continues)

Why don't you paint me something happy, Mom?

Here, Mom.

Oh.

Oh, they're perfect.

- How's this? (Sharon chuckles)

- Here we are.

(dramatic piano music continues)

Here we are, darling.

It's okay, nobody's expecting a masterpiece.

Just...

Just give it a try.

(dog faintly barks)

(soft music)

Okay, so, it's $30 an hour times eight.

- Okay, just take a breath, okay?

- It's more than you and I earn together.

We have got rent on top of it.

- There's a solution in here somewhere, okay?

We just have to find it.

- You see, I've taken all...

When I took the new job, I left all my leave.

It's up to you. You've gotta do it.

Not me.

- It's not a good time at the moment.

- But it's never a good time, is it?

- Look, I wasn't gonna say anything,

because I know you're under a lot of pressure,

but they're talking about cutbacks at work.

- What? No.

You've been there forever.

Your job's safe, isn't it?

- Yeah, look, it'll be fine.

It's just not the right time to ask.

- Well, what are we going to do?

We can't leave her on her own.

I've just got no plans, I've got no solutions.

I should be able to look after her,

but I don't know how.

I should've noticed that she got as bad as she's got, but...

God, she took care of me my entire life.

Now it's my turn to look after her.

And I don't how to do it.

I'm failing. I don't have a fix.

- Look, what about Tash?

We could take her out of school.

- What?

No, ridiculous.

- No, just think about it.

Just for a month, until you can take some leave,

or we can find a long-term solution.

See, Ruby just needs to have someone with her.

It's not like she needs anyone to, you know...

Toileting and all that kind of thing.

And Tash is responsible.

It could be good for her.

- What about her education?

- She's smart enough.

That's not gonna slow her down.

Besides, she could always repeat a year.

- What?

- Kidding.

- Oh...

- It'll be fine.

- It's often difficult for students

to manage their studies at home and stay motivated

when they get pulled outta school at this time.

- Tash can handle it.

- Very well.

I'll arrange to email her classwork and assignments.

- Thank you.

- Are you crazy?

Are you actually like totally insane?

- It's only for four weeks.

- Yeah, then you can do it.

- I'll do it.

- I have to work.

- And I have to learn.

Do you have any idea how much this affects me?

Know what I think?

(cutlery clatters)

I think you want me to drop out,

so that I have to stay home, here, with you,

and live your crappy life forever.

You'll such-

- Do not finish that sentence.

(tense music)

It is for one month.

I've already spoken to your teachers,

and they said that you can do all your schoolwork online.

I know that schoolwork is important,

but I really need you to do this for me.

All right?

- You didn't even ask me first.

(tense music continues)

- Quit your whining.

Do you want her going into a nursing home or not?

- Don't forget to study.

- Yeah, mhm.

- Have a great day, Tash.

(soft piano music)

- No school today, sweetie?

- No, I have to stay home today.

- Oh, are you sick?

- No, I'm not sick, I just-

- Well, if you're not sick...

Why don't we have some fun?

Come on.

(soft piano music continues)

Ooh.

Ooh!

(Ruby laughs)

You can clean that off.

How lovely.

I've been missing that.

- Missing what?

- Your smile.

(Tash and Ruby chuckling)

Any good?

- It's really good.

- Right. Let's see.

Oh, they look delicious.

- Mhm.

- No, let's eat them when we get back.

- But back from where?

Mom said we have to stay here.

- Oh, whatever for?

- Because I have homework.

- Oh, you can do that when we get back.

I always go out on a Tuesday.

- Go where?

(soft music)

- Hello!

So, what would you like to see today?

- Wow, um...

Hm.

So many to choose from.

- Well, what about that one there?

Just behind you.

- Oh.

Two tickets, please.

- And who is this?

- Oh, it's my granddaughter.

Natasha.

- Adorable.

Okay, so there are your tickets.

And because you are my favorite customer,

this is on the house.

And I think you might want this as well.

- Free ice cream?

- Shh.

(worker chuckles)

Okay, you guys enjoy the movie.

(soft music continues)

(Ruby and Tash chuckling)

(audience claps)

- That was...

Surprisingly good.

So I guess we're going home now?

- Oh, no, no. Not yet.

If I'm gonna paint...

I'm gonna need some inspiration.

(soft music continues)

- Grandma, how'd you know about this place?

- Let's explore.

Oh...

What do you think, Tash?

- I really like this one.

- I like that one too.

(Ruby gasps)

I love the colors here.

- That looks like your poncho.

- Ooh!

(Ruby chuckles)

(Ruby gasps)

- Oh, I like that one. It reminds me of England.

- [Tash] How come?

- Well, it's the Cotswolds, isn't it?

(soft music continues)

Oh, visiting old friends.

(bus rumbles) (soft music continues)

(birds chirping) Oh, it's fine.

Oh...

(Ruby sighs)

- Elaine?

- My sister.

And when we were younger, I was the sickly one.

She was the picture of health.

(Ruby chuckles)

Now look at us.

She had a heart defect.

She went very quick, just like that.

(Ruby sighs)

Yeah, when you get older...

More and more of your loved ones end up here.

- That's so sad.

I'm sorry.

- Hm?

Oh, no.

No, no, no. That's all right.

You know...

I mean, when you come to visit them,

at least they're all in one place.

(Ruby and Tash chuckling)

My parents buried over there.

Can we?

- I'll be one minute.

- Oh, don't be long.

(soft somber music)

(Tash sniffles)

- Miss you, Grandpa.

(Tash sniffles)

- Oh, are you crying, sweetie?

- No, I'm fine.

- Oh.

- [Tash] Is this them?

- Yeah.

- What were they like?

- Hardworking...

Strict, but fair.

(Ruby chuckles)

They'd do anything for us.

Oh, I remember when I was little,

and we were still living in London,

I stole some sweeties from the corner shop.

Wow, my mom found out, and ooh, she gave me a spanking...

I couldn't sit for a week.

(Tash and Ruby chuckling)

- Sounds like Mom.

- Mhm.

Do you miss them?

- Every day.

Oh, but I still have my memories.

No one can ever take those away from me.

You know, I visit them and talk to them all the time,

and, oh, it feels like they're still here.

- They got a good spot, huh?

- Oh, your grandfather and I will be here one day.

Oh, but not for a while.

Frank and I are still fighting fit.

(Ruby chuckles)

- We should go home now.

- Hm?

Oh, okay.

Oh.

- [Actor] Well, I keep on bumping me head.

(Tash and Ruby chuckling) (object clatters)

See?

- [Actor] Move it in front of the window

where you can stand up.

(Ruby and Tash laughing)

- Mm, these are good.

- Mm. - Mm!

(Ruby chuckles)

- Tash?

- [Tash] Yeah?

- Come and help your father unpack the car!

- You grab those.

- Yup.

- Oh, can you just gimme a hand with this?

It's very precious.

Can you just check and make sure

nothing's fallen over in there?

(Tash gasps)

- Aw!

What a cutie!

- [Sharon] We thought you could use a friend.

- Aw!

Thank you, thank you, thank you!

(Doug chuckles)

Hi, baby! (guinea pig squeaks)

Hi!

I'm gonna name him Nibbles.

- Okay.

(Doug chuckles)

That went well.

- You all right there, boys?

Geez, tough life, innit?

- [Sharon] How's your school work today?

- Um, I didn't really do any of it.

- What? None of it?

What were you doing all day?

- Well, I was with Grandma and we just-

- Yes, but you've still gotta study.

I mean, you've got tests and assignments due.

- Yeah, I know, but I just thought that I...

- No, look, I know that it's a lot to ask

to look after Nan, but I still expect progress.

Okay?

- Your father will be here in a minute to pick me up,

so I'll say my goodnights now.

I'll wait in the front.

- Oh, don't go yet, Mom.

Just wait a sec.

- Oh, no!

You know what he's like.

He's such a stickler for time.

- Yes, okay, but he called to say that he was gonna be late.

- Oh...

- So why don't you wait in the lounge room,

and we'll make you a little cup of tea?

- Oh...

All right.

(Sharon sighs)

- God, if I get like that, shoot me.

- You can't say that, Mom!

- A cracker of an idea getting the guinea pig.

- It was, wasn't it?

(Doug chuckles)

Did you see her face?

- Yeah.

Yeah.

And you know...

If he gets over fed, he's only gonna get fat,

not end up floating on his back.

Just hope the stray cat doesn't get him.

- Don't go getting any ideas.

You are not getting a dog.

(Sharon chuckles)

- Woof.

(tense music)

- Frank...

I went to the doctor today and...

- What?

- Promise me, you still love me?

- Okay.

What's wrong?

- Frank, promise me that you'll always love me.

- Grandma.

It's me, Tash.

- He said we could keep trying, but...

It'll probably never happen.

- It's okay.

You're okay, I'm here.

I'm...

Frank.

(Ruby sobs) (dramatic piano music)

- I know we wanted to have a family.

That's why we got married, isn't it?

Oh, Frank.

Frank, I love you more...

I love you more than you'll ever know.

I'm so sorry, I...

Can you ever forgive me?

(tense music fades) (birds chirping)

- Mom, can I talk to you?

- Yes, darling. What is it?

- Like, privately?

(tense music continues)

- [Sharon] You sure she wasn't joking?

No, like, she was up, kind of.

Like her eyes were open.

But you know, she was acting as if she was asleep.

- Oh my God.

- Yeah, and then she started calling me Frank.

(Sharon sighs)

(phone beeps)

(Sharon sighs)

- It could be sundowners.

Some people with dementia suffer from it.

- Well, that doesn't sound good.

- Some sufferers become agitated.

I recommend you consult a doctor,

and see if medication could help.

I know you don't want to hear this,

but if it gets worse,

you may have to consider finding her a nursing home.

(soft unnerving music)

- Done.

You're so good at painting, Grandma.

- Oh.

- I wish I could paint like that.

- Oh, I'm sure you will one day, dear.

- What's this one gonna be?

- Um...

Um...

I'll be right back.

(soft tense music)

- [Reporters] 5 million hectares would...

(TV reporter speaking)

In bringing these incidents to a conclusion.

Working with other state, national,

and international agencies.

(tense music continues) (Ruby grunts)

(tense music continues) (Ruby grunts)

(Ruby cries)

- Oh my God.

- I couldn't find it!

- It's okay!

Hey, hey, Grandma, Grandma.

(Ruby cries) Hey, it's no worries.

It's...

(Ruby cries)

Do you want me to come to the bathroom with you,

and we can get you all cleaned up?

(Ruby cries) Okay, come on.

(Ruby cries)

- So you're telling me we either have to go bankrupt

paying full-time home care,

or have to shove my mother in some nursing home?

They're the only two crappy options available to us?

Is that what you're saying?

- [Button Voiceover] NO! N-o.

No! (button clacking)

(phone slams)

- We're looking...

I'm looking?

- Um, I think it's that way.

I'll be one sec.

(tense unnerving music)

(machines faintly beeping)

- Excuse me...

- Are you okay?

- Uh...

Oh.

(tense unnerving music continues)

Pardon me, I'm...

I'm...

I'm...

(tense unnerving music continues)

Excuse me, I'm...

I'm...

(protein wrapper crunches)

- Grandma?

Where are you?

What are you doing?

- Oh, oh...

(Ruby mumbles)

Are you okay?

Hey, hey.

It's okay, come on.

Grandma, hey.

It's me, Tash.

Hey, come on.

Come on. (Ruby mumbles)

It's okay.

(dog faintly barks)

- [Ken] How was school, mate?

- Sucked.

- [Ken] Can you give me any more detail?

- Considerably.

(Doug chuckles)

- Dougie?

- [Doug] Yeah?

- How was your day? - Oh, hilarious.

Get this.

Bloke came in today,

wanted to know if he could put a V8 into a mini.

- Was he for real? - [Doug] Yeah, I know.

No idea.

- She was always the town gossip.

I mean, if she didn't say such daft and and dreadful things,

they would never have kept her out

of the church fundraising committee.

It's all her own fault.

(tense unnerving music)

- She said that she'd just get more and more distressed.

So what if it becomes more than we can handle?

- Yeah, well, we're not there yet, okay?

- I just can't believe that we've gotta consider

putting her into a home.

- Yeah, 'cause those places are the worst.

- Oh. I best be going now.

- Oh.

Why don't you have a paint?

Or watch some tally with the boys?

'Cause they love spending time with you, Mom.

- Oh, all right.

- What if it's hereditary?

What if I get like that?

I can't do that to Tash.

- [Doug] You're stressing over something

that might not even happen.

You'll be fine.

- I just feel like...

I feel like I'm losing control of everything.

Lunch is in the fridge.

Don't forget, I expect you to study today.

- I know.

- Why do I have to go to school?

- Because some people are mature enough

to have a super fun day watching "The Office",

which is what I'll be doing while you're in maths,

struggling to find the value of X.

- X-cuse this.

- Gross.

(Hannah faintly chatters)

- [Reporter] Thanks, Hannah.

In breaking news today,

a woman was assaulted in what can only be described

as a vicious attack.

- Would you know how to defend yourself?

Oh, come on.

Come on.

Okay.

Groin and throat.

'Cause those are the weak parts.

Then you...

You hit really hard, and you scream really loud,

and you run!

- What are you, some sort of secret ninja?

- Before your grandfather was in sales,

he used to be in the Army,

and he would make sure that I knew how to defend myself,

you know, when he was away.

- Groin and throat

- And then yell.

- Groin and throat, go away.

- Oh, no.

Much louder!

- Back off.

- Come on.

- Back off!

- Oh, yeah!

(lighthearted music) - I'm gonna go feed Nibbles.

(Ruby chuckles)

- Hey, get out.

Get out! (cat meows)

Good kitty.

(Nibbles squeaks)

(lighthearted music continues)

(Nibbles squeaks)

(tense music) (water splashes)

Grandma!

(Ruby shrieks)

Oh, come on, come on.

It's fine, it's fine.

Come on, get up.

(Ruby crying)

It's okay.

* Used to be so simple

* I wonder how we lost it all

* We don't have to be together

* But boy, you kept me hangin' on *

* I swear it never happened

* I swear you never mentioned it once *

* I know you didn't mean it

* Oh, I don't know how to move on *

* Yeah

* Whoa

* Oh, yeah

* Oh, no

* Oh, yeah

* Oh, no

- That's you, when you were a baby.

Ooh.

Ooh!

Sharon's wedding.

Oh, wow.

Oh, I love that one.

Wait...

(Ruby chuckles)

This was me when I was little.

(dog faintly barks) (soft music)

(Ruby chuckles)

- What's so funny?

- They have one.

- What?

- A baby!

- Huh?

- An unmarried mother just gave birth to a little girl.

A little girl!

Oh, what do you say?

Well, I mean, she can't afford

to take care of the baby on her own, and oh,

her father's a no good scoundrel.

I'll be doing her a favor.

We'll be giving the baby a good home,

and they'll be loving, and take care of it and...

And then we could have the family.

The family we've always wanted to have.

What do you say?

Please?

Please?

Oh, please.

Oh, please, please, please, please, please,

please, please, please, please, please, please,

please, please. - Yep.

(Ruby shrieks)

- Oh, yes!

Oh! Oh!

(Ruby laughs)

Oh...

Oh.

What should we call her?

(soft music fades)

- Mom...

Can I have your birth certificate for an assignment?

- Oh, no.

You'll have to make do with your father's,

'cause mine was destroyed in a flood when I was a kid.

- So you don't have one?

- No.

I mean, I thought of getting a replacement,

so I could get a passport.

but your father's terrified of flying,

so what's the point?

- See ya.

- Bye.

- Bye. - Have a good day.

(door slams)

Hi.

Um, do you guys have like a record of births and stuff?

- Yeah, sure.

The computer's over there.

They've got a whole database of like

births, deaths, and marriages.

- Okay, thanks so much.

- It can be hereditary,

but there aren't any tests for it yet.

And at this stage, there's no cure.

(tense unnerving music)

(brush thwacks)

- If you divorce and she applies for it,

she will be granted shared custody.

Unless you can come up with extremely compelling reasons

as to why she should not have access.

(machinery rumbles)

- Doug.

- Hey, mate. How are you?

- The other wreckers are killing us.

(Doug chuckles)

Sorry, mate.

We're gonna have to let you go.

- What?

(tense music)

- Grandma?

(dramatic piano music)

Grandma!

Grandma!

You okay?

What's wrong?

(tense music continues)

What's going on?

- I don't know, I don't know...

(Ruby cries)

(birds chirping)

(old-time music playing)

- Care to dance, my lady?

(old-time music continues)

(old-time music continues)

- Hey, I was here first.

- Who cares?

Get over it.

- [Victor] I need your help.

- Hey, can you watch Grandma for me?

- Yeah, will do.

- I remember my mother's friend, Margie Witherspoon.

She went through a dreadful time.

Now back then it wasn't as easy to get a divorce

as it is today, and well,

she didn't know what she was going to do.

And once she got over the shame of it,

she spoke to me and...

She told me it was the best decision she had ever made.

She was very brave.

Very brave.

(tense music)

- Is that them?

- Yeah, that's them.

(Darren and Ned chattering)

- Hey, Dickweed.

Yeah, you been messing with my step-bro?

- I didn't know he was your...

- Go near him again, and I'll break it.

Understand?

Same goes for you.

- Who were they?

- Players from the Pirates footy team.

They're top of the ladder, and they know it.

- I hate effin' Pirates.

- Back again?

- Yeah.

Do you guys have any like, old newspapers?

- Looking for something?

- Um, yeah, the birth notices from the year my mom was born.

I wanna make her a present,

with like headlines from the year she was born.

You know, the dodo going extinct,

Lincoln getting shot, that sort of thing.

- Yeah, sure. This way.

(Doug knocks)

- Hello?

Sorry. Not interrupting?

- No, come in. - Oh.

Yeah, I'm just wondering...

If I wanted to sell this online, how would I go about it?

- Uh, why do you wanna sell it?

- Just decluttering.

A bit of cash, you know?

- Well, you'd wanna make an eBay account.

Or maybe Gumtree.

- Uh huh.

- Do you want me to show you?

- Do you mind? - Yeah.

- And we don't have to tell mom about this just now.

It could be our little secret.

- Secret or white lie?

(Doug chuckles)

- Yeah.

- So you open a new tab. - Uh huh.

- Ebay.com.au.

And you click up there, create a new account.

Put in your email...

And we'll make your password "TASHISAWESOME".

Obviously. - (chuckles) Obviously.

- I have something that I wanna say.

We're all a family,

so I think I should say this all at the same time,

'cause you guys all need to know.

I've decided to file for a divorce.

- You said you'd sought your shit out.

- Yeah, I know, mate.

But it's not gonna work out.

Your mom and I love you so much,

but we can't live together anymore.

And I know that this will make us all happier.

- Where am I gonna live?

- I don't know yet.

Okay?

Your mom and I, we're gonna work out the custody stuff.

Your mom might have to take you for a little bit...

- Maybe you guys wanna go inside and talk about it there?

- No, no need.

We'll get loads of time to catch up at Easter and Christmas.

Australia Day, if we're lucky.

But not New Year's, 'cause New Year's is Mom's favorite.

(tense music)

- That was very brave.

- As brave as Margie Witherspoon?

- Mm.

(tense music continues)

(knocking)

- What's up?

(soft piano music)

(Sharon chuckles)

- It's bad news.

I didn't want to say in front of everyone

that I've been retrenched.

(soft piano music continues)

- I'm so sorry.

Are you okay?

- Yeah, yeah, I'm fine.

It's a bit of a shock, obviously.

But at least now I can stay home and look after Ruby,

while I'm scouting for a new job.

- That's true.

- Yeah, that's not gonna be easy is it?

Who's gonna wanna hire a bloke my age?

- Someone will.

You're amazing. Do you know that?

You're smart, you're funny, you're kind.

Sexy, you're like some kind of triple threat.

- That's four things.

(Sharon chuckles) (soft piano music continues)

(baby cries)

- Isn't she beautiful?

She's our little girl, Frank.

What do you think we should call her

now that I'm holding her in my arms?

It doesn't matter that we're adopting at all, does it?

- Huh?

- She's ours.

And she was always meant to be ours.

(Ruby chuckles)

I love you.

I'll go tell the nurse.

Oh...

(Ruby laughs)

Oh my God, we could take her home tonight.

Tonight!

Oh, I don't believe it.

Do you want to know what I think we should call her?

Well...

I've always loved the name Sharon.

Sharon.

(tense music fades)

- You better hurry up.

You'll be late for your first day back.

- For school?

- Yeah.

Doug, didn't you tell her? - Uh...

You're going back to school today.

- BUt what about Grandma?

- Oh, I'm perfectly fine on my own, sweetie.

You know that.

- Yeah.

I've been wanting to pull my weight and contribute,

so I'll stay home and hang out with Ruby.

- Oh, nice try!

No.

Your dad's taking some time out so that he can look after...

Well, just spend time with you, Mom.

- Oh, I don't want him around.

There's nothing wrong with me.

- Okay, let's go.

- [Ken] Have a great day, guys.

- [Tash] Bye.

- [Ned] Bye.

- [Ken] See you, buddy.

(car doors slamming)

- Don't you dare tell anyone about last night.

'Cause I don't want anyone up in my shit,

and that includes you.

- I wasn't gonna say anything.

- You better not.

(soft mysterious music)

- Planning a little light reading?

- Not really, but yeah.

Thanks.

- [Ruby] Are you two okay?

- Me and Shaz?

Eh, we're getting there.

- You both seem rather tense lately.

- Well, you know, it has been...

(Doug chuckles)

- Do you think he's cheating?

- Who?

- Frank?

With his receptionist.

I mean, all those interstate trips, late nights.

I mean, he's almost never home.

You would tell me if he was having an affair, wouldn't you?

- Look...

Believe me when I say this, Rube,

but Frank would sooner die than cheat on you.

(soft music)

(Ruby chuckles)

I told you, you don't need it.

It's not gonna rain.

- Oh, you never know.

- We're indoors.

God, it's been over an hour.

Geez, this place is slower than a moped on the motorway.

Oh, hi.

- Hi. How can I help?

- Oh, have you got a loo?

- Yeah, the toilet's just right over there.

- Oh, great.

- And can I assist you with anything?

- Uh, yeah.

I'm being made redundant.

So, well, I need a job,

or some help to pay the bills.

- Sure.

Well, our computers are down at the moment,

but if you'd like to come this way,

I can help get you all sorted.

- Yeah, I just need to wait for my mother-in-law.

- Oh, it's all right.

I'll keep an eye out for her while you fill out the forms.

- Uh, yeah, okay.

Yup.

- Okay.

Right there.

Oh, great.

(tense mysterious music)

- Has she come out yet?

- No, I haven't seen her leave,

and I've been watching the whole time.

- Okay.

(Doug chuckles)

(car honks)

(tense mysterious music continues)

(cars honking)

Oh, shit.

(suspenseful music)

(suspenseful music continues) (Doug breathes heavily)

Whoa!

Geez. Sorry there, mate.

Hey, sorry, have you seen an older lady with gray hair?

Long silver hair?

You there?

Hi. Hang on a sec.

Sorry, have you seen an older lady?

She's got like a crazy, frilly umbrella?

No?

Ruby!

Rube!

Hey.

I've lost her.

- How? How could you lose her?

- I know.

(tense music)

(car honks) Ruby!

Ruby!

Excuse me, have you seen an old lady?

No?

(car honks)

Ruby!

(soft acoustic music)

- Stop the bus!

- Next stop's three blocks! Sit down!

- Oh! I'm gonna be sick!

* Coming back

* Into your sleep

* Come in close

* Get in close to me

- Wait!

I'm gonna be sick too!

* Move in slowly

- Thank you.

- What are they feeding you guys at school?

* I swear and take her time

* Take it over me

* And we'll let it in

- Mom?

* And will you take all of me

- Mom?

Mama?

* And we'll do it softly

- Mom?

Mom?

* I feel

* That we have more than love

- Ned!

* Dig deep

- Stop it! Stop it!

(Pirates chattering)

- Leave him alone!

- Shut up, hag!

- Grandma!

Brolly.

(Ruby shrieks)

Back off!

- Oh!

(Pirates grunting)

- Run!

* And we'll let it in, and we'll breathe it in *

* Can you take all of me

(car honks) - Ruby!

* And we'll do it softly

* I feel

* And we'll fall

* I'll fall, I'll fall, I'll fall, I'll fall *

- "Grandma confirmed it last night.

Mom's definitely adopted."

What on earth?

(soft music fades)

- Who were they?

- Pirates.

I hate effin' Pirates.

- I hate effing Pirates too.

- Grandma!

- That was close.

- You know what? I felt like someone was watching over me.

- Where'd you learn to do that?

- Grandma.

She wanted me to be able to stand up for myself.

- You were marvelous, sweetie.

Oh. I mean, I mean...

You both were, you...

Oh, you were very brave.

You're a good boy, Ned.

A good boy.

- Oh, Mom!

You're all right.

We'd been worried sick about you.

Where were you?

- She met us at the bus stop to walk home with us.

- Um, yeah. She was missing her best bud.

- Well, you might've told Doug.

He's been out there searching for you.

God...

Will you call him? I've gotta have a lie down.

I've just got a migraine.

(soft dramatic piano music)

(soft dramatic piano music continues)

- You wanna play?

- Why'd you help me?

- You look like you needed it.

- Even though I was a massive douche?

- Yep.

You were a real d-bag.

But that doesn't mean I want you to like,

get your head smashed in.

- How can you be so not angry?

- I am, but...

You know, I guess you can be angry

and still care at the same time.

Like you.

- [Ned] Like me?

How?

- I think that you're because you care so much

about your parents' divorce,

and that's why you're so mean.

And I'm not saying that that's an excuse,

because it's totally not,

and you owe me an apology.

- You know, when my parents moved us here,

I didn't like it at all.

I was angry, I was upset.

I just didn't feel like I fit in.

- Well, what did you do?

- Well, I mean, at first I just wanted

to run away from home.

But then I found another way to express my anger.

Oh, I took up art, I went to the movies,

and I started dancing.

- And that's where you met grandpa?

- Yeah.

And then my anger just softened, and I adjusted,

and I felt a kind of inner calmness.

- Forgive me?

- No.

No way, not yet.

How do I know that you've actually changed?

- You won't.

Until I prove that I'm worthy of your friendship.

(soft music)

(tool clatters)

- Hey.

(Doug and Sharon sighing)

You know, we can't leave her for even a couple of minutes,

otherwise she's just gonna wander off.

I spent half the day looking for her today.

Worried outta my mind.

I don't wanna go through that again.

- I know.

- Might be time we have the talk, I think.

- I agree.

- And at least she's gonna be safe.

Who knows what could happen today.

Wait. You do?

(Sharon sighs)

- I thought we could take care of her.

I really did.

But I just don't see how it's...

How we can anymore.

(soft piano music)

(Ruby wails)

- What's wrong?

(Ruby sobs)

- Nothing.

Forget it, forget it.

- Something's up.

- I'm gonna be fine in a minute.

I'll be fine.

- You know you can tell me.

So?

(tense soft music)

- It's your grandfather.

You're gonna think I'm being silly and sentimental, but...

It seems like it's been years and years since we last spoke.

(soft tense music continues)

- It's not silly.

- Oh.

- Will it help if I tell you I love you?

(tense soft music continues)

- Oh...

(Ruby grunts)

- It's okay.

- So she has dementia,

and her GP said that she would be a high falls risk.

- Your daughter tells me that you need an eye check.

- Oh...

I keep explaining.

There's nothing wrong with my eyes,

but she'll never listen to me.

- Yes, well...

Sometimes people think they have perfect vision.

- Now that's true.

- And then they get tested,

and then they learn that they barely saw anything.

You know?

Their whole life's been a lie.

- Oh, don't be daft.

- Why don't you come over here,

and I can do a quick check.

Here, sit down.

(Ruby sighs)

And hold this card over your right eye.

(Ruby sighs)

- I always thought I got my eyes from you,

because they're such a similar shape.

Where do you think I got them from?

- Oh, from me, of course.

- Now look over here, and tell me what you see.

- Effin' Pirates!

- So, look.

Tomorrow, I'm going to take some time off work,

so that, well, we can just take a look at some places.

- Oh, how lovely.

We're gonna go to an art gallery, the movies?

- Not those kind of places, Mom.

- Oh...

- You can't do this.

You can't just put her in a nursing home, she hates them!

Plus, everyone knows they're yuck.

Why can't she just stay here?

- Yeah.

- No.

Because it's not safe.

It's for her own good.

This is my decision.

- Yeah, but didn't I do a good enough job looking after her?

- Yes, darling. Of course you did.

It's not-

- But she needs more care than what we can offer.

- Well, I can help too.

- Yeah.

- Excuse me!

Can I be part of this conversation?

- Yes, of course.

Look, I'm sorry, Rube.

- I don't need anyone to look after me,

and I don't need them to tell me

that I've outstayed my welcome!

So I am going to go,

and I'm gonna wait for your father outside,

and he's gonna pick me up, and when he arrives...

You're never gonna have to worry about me

visiting here again.

(dramatic music)

- I've got an idea.

Oh, another hour or so's light left.

- Better have some fun then!

- (chuckles) Well, there you go.

- Oh, God!

(Ruby laughs)

- It's beautiful, huh?

- Yeah. Just a little change of perspective, eh?

(Doug laughs)

(Ruby laughs)

(unnerving music)

- Oh...

(seagulls chirping)

- [Sharon] Mom?

- Oh...

- Mom?

(Ruby grunts) (unnerving music continues)

What's wrong, Mama? - Oh...

Oh! - It's okay.

- No, no, no.

- What?

No, that's just Tash.

- This is all really weird.

(Doug shushes)

- [Ruby] Why are we here again?

- Well, we're looking at options,

in case you don't wanna stay with us anymore.

You wanna try something else.

- Oh, but I have my own house, on Ney's Road.

Don't I?

- Well, there was a fire, Mom.

- What?

When? I...

No, I should know.

Is that why you're all here?

- Yes.

Well, I mean, we love having you at home with us,

but we thought you might be happier in a place

with people more your own age and...

- Dying people?

- No!

(Sharon shushes)

(chuckles) No, I didn't mean that.

- Ah.

This is a lot better than the last place we looked at.

- It's beautiful.

But what are we doing here?

It's well out of our price range.

- What do you think, Rube?

Nice garden, bit of a fountain.

(turkey squawking)

Oh, peacocks. Everyone loves peacocks.

- It's a turkey.

- Is it?

(Sharon chuckles)

- Ruby!

Ruby!

I thought it was you!

- It's me, Margie.

- Margie?

Margie Witherspoon?

Oh!

Oh, it's been ever such a long time.

How are you?

- I'm wonderful!

This your Sharon?

- Yeah. Yes.

And her husband, Dog.

- That's Doug, with a U.

- Have you got time for a cuppa?

- [Ruby] Well, nothing else to do.

- Is this "the" Margie Witherspoon?

- Yes.

(Ruby chuckles)

- Do you mind if I join you?

- Oh, of course.

(soft pensive piano music)

- Are you visiting?

- No, I live here.

- Oh.

- It's absolutely wonderful.

The staff are wonderful, the food is wonderful,

and the room is, ugh...

- Wonderful?

- Spacious.

But you know what I like the most?

When my family come to visit, they're so relaxed.

There's no fussing like they used to.

They know I'm in good hands.

And I enjoy spending my day

catching up with old friends like you.

(Ruby chuckles)

And making new ones like you.

(turkeys squawking)

- So, I need to tell you something,

but I don't know if I should.

Like I know you need to know,

but I don't know if I'm the one who should be...

- Is this...

Is this that I'm adopted?

- You knew?

- I overheard your grandma talking and...

Actually, that is not what happened.

Oh...

I don't wanna lie anymore.

Even if the truth is hard, being lied to is just so awful.

Darling, I bumped your diary onto the ground,

and it fell open at that page.

- You what?

You read it?

Mom, how could you!

What else did you see?

- Nothing, just the stuff about Grandma.

I'm so sorry, I shouldn't have, but it just...

It was just there and...

(Sharon sighs)

- Wow.

I'm sorry.

- No, don't be sorry.

You should never have been put in that position.

- Aren't you angry you weren't told?

- No.

I'm just so proud of you.

You've had to deal with so much more

than I ever wanted you to.

And you've done it with such grace.

I love you so much.

- I know.

I love you too.

But I meant...

Aren't you angry at Grandma?

- Well, I'm trying not to be.

- She wanted you more than anything.

- She lied to me.

- Yeah, but she also loved you.

And I don't know...

I kinda think that's what makes a family, don't you?

- I don't know who I am anymore.

- I do.

You're my mom.

The best I could've asked for.

- Oh...

- (chuckles) Look at these.

Beautiful.

You know how to weld?

- No.

- What's going on here?

- Can you teach me?

- Yeah, you name the time and place.

Just pass me that little...

Yeah, that one right there.

Beautiful.

Small size.

And there we go.

So, you've talked to your old man yet?

- Nah.

He doesn't care where I end up.

I bet he'll fight harder for the house than me.

(Doug chuckles)

- You know, when you're old man and I were kids,

we used to scrap together all the time.

- Really?

- Oh, yeah. He's got some fight in him.

And he will fight for you.

He just knows the best way isn't with his fists.

It's up here, with your head.

- And we'd have to get dressed up to come and visit, Dougie.

Or should I say, Doggie?

(Sharon chuckles)

I don't know.

But you do like it here, Margie?

- It's wonderful.

- There, you see?

Settled then, isn't it?

Where do I fill in the application?

- There's a lot to consider

before we can make any decisions, Mom.

- Well, if it's about the money, don't worry.

Work's paying me out.

I got the call this morning.

Three week severance for every year,

which adds up to a year's worth of cash.

- You'd do that for Mom?

- Of course I would.

Anything for Rube.

- All right, so we can't rush into anything.

We need to shop around.

- Oh, no, no, no.

I like it here.

And I have friends, and Margie says it's wonderful.

- Yes, but Margie says everything's freakin' wonderful.

- Oh, don't be so rude.

- Well, I'm not sure that this is

the right place for you, Mom.

And I wanna make sure that you have the best place.

- No!

No, you listen to me.

Shouldn't I be the one to decide?

I mean, you make this sound like this is your decision,

but it's not.

This is my decision.

It's mine.

Mine.

- Yep.

It's her life.

- Okay, okay.

I'm listening, Mom.

- It's Ruby's choice.

- Yeah, it's Ruby's choice.

(soft tense music)

- Sorry about the other night.

- Don't worry about it, mate.

I'd feel pretty upset

if I was in your situation as well.

- Do you think the lawyers will sort it?

- Mate, your mom's got rights.

- Whatever.

I do too.

- You wanna live with me?

Yeah, if you want me to.

- Of course I do, mate.

(soft tense music continues)

- Oh...

And I got a book on law out of the library.

Because I wanna help out with the case.

- We'll work it out together.

All right?

(dog barks)

- Cheers mate, I'll bring it back later.

- No worries, Dougie.

- Come on, boy.

- Hello, Sharon.

Sergeant Riley here.

I've got some good news.

I've located your mother's vehicle.

- Great!

(Doug laughs)

What are you doing?

- Taking care of that bloody cat.

(cat meows)

Away you go.

(Doug laughs)

(dog barks) (cat meows)

(soft music)

- You're a good one, Tash.

Oh...

Could you help me sit up?

- Yeah, of course.

Let me just grab a pillow.

(soft music continues)

All right.

There you go.

- Can I give you a piece of advice?

Don't ever grow old.

- Well, it's better than the alternative.

(soft music continues)

- She'd love that.

- Yeah.

Grandma enjoyed her last few years at the nursing home.

And I don't know if there's a heaven,

or a good place, or anything like that.

But when I think of her,

I always imagine her in her happy place.

Waltzing with grandpa.

(soft melancholic music)

- [Ned] Sorry we're late.

- I didn't think you'd make it.

- No, I wouldn't miss this.

- I know there's sometimes an assumption

that people with dementia

are more of a burden than anything,

but that hasn't been my experience.

Sometimes it takes a person who's lived their life

to show you the way through yours.

If it wasn't for Grandma,

Mom might've grown up alone in an orphanage,

and never met Dad.

Dad would've never started his memorabilia resale business.

Uncle Ken wouldn't have found

the courage he needed to move on.

Ned would've never grown up

to be the promising young lawyer he is now.

And without spending all that time with Grandma,

I doubt I'd be making the difference I do every day,

working as an aged care nurse.

Grandma wasn't any less because she had dementia,

and her moving in didn't tear us apart.

It made us closer, stronger.

Quick photo?

- Yeah.

- All right.

- Okay.

(Sharon chuckles)

- And she taught us about love.

(camera shutter snaps)

(soft piano music)

("When We Were Young" by The Black Halo)

(upbeat rock music continues)

* Lights shine bright with a victory *

* Across the crowded room

* The disappointment left in me *

* Will leave my body soon

* I am so sorry for the words I cannot say *

* I am so sorry, may the feelings go away *

* Did you ever believe that we would reach the end *

* We pushed the feeling down, now we can't pretend *

* Oh, when we were young

* Oh, when we were young

* In the world, we were young

* Remember when we were young

* Some got everything that's wrong *

* She thrives on all the games

* Your love's a distant memory

* It's all gone up in flames

* I am so sorry for the words I cannot say *

* I am so sorry, make the feelings go away *

* Did you ever believe that we would reach the end *

* We pushed the feeling down, now we can't pretend *

* Remember when we were young

* Remember when we were young

* Remember when we were young

* Remember when we were young

* Back to the start

* We got to the end, now we're back to the start *