Original subtitles

- [frenetic dance music playing] - [indistinct chatter]

[Jacs] Oh God, I'm fucked!

Fuck bitches get money.

- [fast rhythm beats] - [indistinct chatter]

[Kel] Fuckin' Kris Kringle, mate.

What the fuck are you doing?

[upbeat song playing]

[Kel] I am... I am halfway...

[frenetic dance music playing]

[cheering, indistinct chatter]

[Jacs laughing]

[sounds muted under sound of water sloshing]

[sombre music playing]

- [waves crashing] - [unsettling, sombre music playing]

[distant gulls crying]

[camera shutter clicks]

[camera shutter clicks]

[camera shutter clicks]

[foreboding music continues]

[camera shutter clicks]

[waves crashing]

[Bronson] Excuse me.

Jacs, right?

- [Jacs] Um. - I knew Kel.

[indistinct chatter]

Bronson. Sorry, I saw you and thought I'd--

Here, sit, come join me.

- [Jacs sighs] - How are you going?

- Uh. [chuckles] - [Bronson] Yeah.

Yeah.

Were you at the funeral?

No, I couldn't make it, sadly.

Right.

Where'd you, um, know Kel from?

Ambyr.

- Oh, the dating app? - [Bronson chuckles]

- Yeah. - [Bronson] Yeah.

You, um...

You hook up?

No.

No, um...

I got the impression she was still hung up on someone else.

Hmm.

I think I was her attempt at a rebound.

- [Jacs] Right. - Hmm.

You know who?

[Bronson] I don't.

You didn't know?

So weird seeing you.

- I remember Kel mentioning you. - [Jacs chuckling]

- Oh, yeah? [chuckles] - Yeah.

What, like her batshit friend from Sydney?

No, the most passionate person she knew.

- [chuckles] - [chuckles]

I write for an online publication

and I really dig your work.

We could write a piece on it.

- Uh, no. [chuckles] - No?

- Nah. - [Bronson] Okay.

[Jacs] Not for me.

[Bronson] You don't mind me asking...

She did it in the bathtub, right?

That's what the word going around is.

Awful.

What's Kel doing here?

Is she posing?

Because I know your whole thing is capturing in-the-moment shots, right?

[Jacs sighs]

[Bronson] Why'd you take it?

[Jacs sighs]

Because I'm an exploitative cunt.

Hey, there's no judgement here.

It's pretty fucking wild, to be honest.

I mean, a better question would be, why bother keeping it a secret?

You'd be lauded.

You're gonna have to explain that one to me.

Female trauma's front and centre at the moment, right?

I think that'd be received really well.

So what, you're... you're feeling left out?

Because, you know, men are the main cause of female trauma.

Men are victims too.

- [Jacs] Yeah, mostly of other men. - Oh, okay.

So that just discounts the legitimacy of male trauma then?

Of course it fucking doesn't.

But maybe if you left us the fuck alone,

- female trauma wouldn't be on trend... - [Bronson] Oh!

- ...for fuck's sake. - No, no, no. Shh.

I'm just saying gender absolves you. That's all I'm saying.

Ah. Oh, I see. I understand now. Where did you read that?

- Your, uh, cancel culture forum? - Okay. [chuckles]

- I'd love to look it up. - We see my point now.

[scoffs] Why don't you kill yourself, take a photo,

- and then we'll see what happens? - Okay.

Great. Let me know.

What, you're offended?

Freedom of speech is just so stifled these days.

[Bronson] No, I just have a meeting I need to rush back to.

But why don't we continue this back at mine tonight, huh?

Nice glass of red.

Don't have your number.

Yeah, that was a joke.

Fuck me.

Got some integrity holes in your feminism.

[indistinct chatter]

[sighs]

- [waves crashing] - [mobile keypad clicking]

[seagulls mewing]

- [bike engine revving] - [Jacs] Where are we going?

Do you know where we're going?

[indistinct chatter]

- [Kel] Oh, can you smell me? - [Jacs] You stink.

The minute we see a tambourine, we're fuckin' out of here.

- [Kel] Yeah, we're gone. - The boys.

- We're the boys. - We're the holy...

[Kel] I don't think six beers and a cigarette

really counts as breakfast, babe.

What?

[Jacs] Do it. Do the dance. Do the dance. Do the dance.

[rap song playing]

[Jacs] She's born for this dance.

- [rap song keeps playing] - [Kel grunting]

[keys clattering]

We're just making some breakfast, hon. There's plenty.

This is Barry.

- Hey. - [Barry] Hey.

I-- I heard that you won a-- a big, brilliant award recently.

Your mum won't stop talking about it.

Uh, what was the photograph?

Um, my mate, Kel.

Very sorry.

[sighs]

[Kathy] Barry's a bit of a photographer.

[Barry chuckles] Oh, hardly.

I-- I take my drone up to the headland.

Hey, you might be able to help me with some of the settings, actually.

[coffee pouring]

You okay?

Yeah.

I'm-- [chuckles]

What do you want me to say?

- Fair enough. [chuckles] - [phone ringing]

[Kathy] Do you want to take a plate of food with you?

You need to fuel yourself on something other than beer.

[phone disconnects]

Fuck!

[phone trilling]

- [phone disconnects] - [sighs]

Fuck!

[groans]

["It's Just a Flesh Wound, Darling" playing]

[door opens]

♪ Come back, come back C'mon, c'mon, go on ♪

- [machine clicks] - ♪ Look ♪

♪ It's just a flesh wound, darling ♪

[machine clicking]

♪ Come back, come back C'mon, c'mon ♪

Rock the baby.

[Angus] Yep.

[phone vibrating]

♪ A throne in an empty desert ♪

- Who's that? - [liquid sploshing]

Huh?

[Angus] Who's that?

Some idiot.

[sighs]

[chuckles]

[Angus clears throat]

- There she is. - [Angus chuckles]

♪ Sniper on the roof ♪

♪ Attempt to spoil the atmosphere ♪

So, um, well, what else has been happening?

Other than work.

[chuckles] What, you mean other than my rapidly diminishing friendship circle

- and cesspool dating life? - [chuckles]

Yeah, uh, the latter.

[chuckles]

I'm simply single.

- [chuckles] As ever. - [Angus chuckles]

Um, you?

Uh, nup, no, no one.

- No! - [Angus] No! Stop!

[Kathy] What is this?

Is it true?

♪ So pardon my French ♪

♪ As no air leaks from each lung ♪

♪ Knocked a wisdom tooth loose ♪

♪ Amazed that you noticed ♪

♪ Come back, come back C'mon, c'mon, go on ♪

♪ Look ♪

♪ Come back, come back C'mon, c'mon, go on ♪

[switch clicking]

I-- I absolutely understand if you despise me...

for the rest of my life.

Why would I want to do that?

Really, really regret it. Val, I'm so sorry.

I get it.

It's a beautiful photo.

It's all a matter of perspective, isn't it?

Just...

I look at your beautiful photo and all I can see...

is my little girl at peace.

That's incredibly generous of you.

Can I come over this week? I could--

We could watch a movie or, um...

Hmm!

I...

[footsteps receding]

[Jacs] Val!

["The Whole of the Moon" playing]

♪ I pictured a rainbow ♪

♪ You held it in your hands ♪

♪ I had flashes ♪

♪ But you saw the plan ♪

♪ I wandered out in the world for years ♪

♪ While you just stayed in your room ♪

♪ I saw the crescent ♪

- [door opens] - [song abruptly stops]

[whispers] What the fuck you doing in here?

Put those away. Get out of there now.

Do you think Val will be okay?

No.

She just buried her child.

- ["The Whole of the Moon" playing] - Let me get you. Yeah.

- [camera shutter clicking] - Eh, fuck that.

- No now do it like moody though. - Moody?

Yeah.

- Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. - [camera shutter clicking]

[indistinct chatter]

[Jacs] Wait.

[Jacs] Don't be obvious though.

- [Kel] Oi! [laughing] - [Jacs laughing]

[Kel] It's that guy from the other night.

Get your tits out!

- [Kel] Both! - [Jacs] Both!

[Kel] Don't be stingy!

[Kel screaming]

- [Jacs] Is he like low key following us? - [Kel] That's enough.

Jokes.

Who, like, sits like that?

Just, like, looks like a Christian camp counsellor.

[Raffa] Great view.

- Great view? It's the best view. - [Raffa chuckling]

- What about that view? - [Kel] That view.

Uh, I just finished my master's.

[Kel] In what?

[chuckles] Teaching.

- [Kel] Really? - Yeah, really.

- [Kel] What, primary or secondary? - [chuckles]

Uh, secondary.

History.

- [Kel] That's great. - Thank you.

- What about you? - [Kel] I dropped out.

- Of? - [Kel] Fine arts.

[Jacs] Oi!

[Kel] What?

[no audible dialogue]

[Kel] No fuck off.

- [man] Bali... - [Raffa] What does the tat say?

- Bali. - [Kel] Bali!

[Raffa] Does that say slay?

- Which one? - [Raffa] Your tattoo on your neck?

- Uh. No, it says glory. - [Raffa] Glory.

I tried to fill it up with water

- and put it on your head, but it didn't-- - Don't.

- [Raffa] There you go. - Yeah.

[Jacs] How's twat hat going?

[Kel] He's good. And...

What's your fucking problem with him?

[Jacs] Bye, then.

[train horn blaring]

[up-tempo electronic music playing]

[indistinct chatter]

[woman] Oh my God.

[man] Let's go.

[indistinct chatter]

- [Jai] Yeah, I'm just... - Hey.

Hey.

I was surprised you came.

[chuckles] Why, did you want to invite me or something?

[Jai] I'll see you later.

Okay.

Hey.

Jacs.

[indistinct chatter]

- [muted dance music playing] - [indistinct chatter]

So Kel was your winning muse, huh?

Were you aware of any change in her?

- Whatsoever? - [Jacs sighs]

[Abby] I mean that lighting, Jacs.

You really managed to make it a moment of such profound beauty.

Bravo.

Cunt.

[Angus clears throat]

Hey, you all right?

[Jacs chuckles]

[bottle opening]

Yeah.

I didn't know everyone was so invested in the arts.

What did you think of the photo?

- Um... - [Jacs] Because you fucked off real quick.

[Angus] Yeah, I just...

- You know... - Think I'm a cunt too.

[chuckles]

I think everyone's forgetting she left you to find her.

- Sorry. - Sorry?

[chuckles] Why are you sorry?

- [Angus clears throat] - I mean, it makes sense, I've never been

- good enough for you anyway. - I-- Well--

- [Jacs] It's all good. - No, it's-- it's not that, Jacs.

[Jacs] What?

Fucking what?

Speak!

What the fuck.

[bottle clinking]

- [frenetic dance music playing] - [indistinct chatter]

[woman 1] Open the fucking door I’m literally pissing myself

[woman 2] Hurry up, you’ve been in there forever!

[man] No, fuck off!

[up-tempo music continues playing]

[crickets chirping]

[lock clattering]

Are you gonna come in?

[footsteps receding]

Take a seat.

[soft, up-tempo rhythm beating]

- [fridge door opens] - [bottles clinking]

[door closes]

Can I take some photos?

What, my place?

Yeah. Maybe of you?

Right, like a Nat Geo series?

A few hookups?

Men in their natural environment kind of thing.

[chuckles] Yeah.

Something like that.

[Benny] All right.

- Just, like, act natural. Sort of... - [Jacs] Hmm.

Sort of thing? Like this, or...

- [Jacs] Hmm. - How's that?

- [Jacs] Yeah, let's see. - [camera whirring]

[camera shutter clicking]

[Jacs] Oh yeah, this is gonna be a good one.

[camera shutter clicking]

- What brings you to town? - [camera shutter clicking]

- [camera shutter clicking] - Funeral.

Sorry.

[Jacs] Yeah, my best friend.

She was really depressed.

You wanna talk about it, or...

[Jacs] Yeah.

She had this really sweet perfume.

I know, but like...

mixed in with the BO that was trapped in her clothes.

[chuckles]

Yeah, I guess it's like not a smell any more.

It's just a thought.

[camera shutter clicking]

And she would say the cuntiest stuff...

so fucking beautifully.

And she had a neck tattoo.

[camera shutter clicking]

She got it when we were 16. [chuckles]

I was too scared. [chuckles]

But she didn't give a fuck what anyone thought.

[camera shutter clicking]

[Jacs] She was amazing. [chuckles]

Kel?

Yeah.

What, you didn't know?

[scoffs]

Why were you saved as Do Not Message?

I-- I don't know.

- What were you sorry for in the message? - I don't know.

- [Jacs] Don't lie. Don't lie to me. - I don't know what the fuck

- you're talking about. - You fucking called her.

Why were you calling her the night she died?

I didn't know she died until...

right now.

Oh my God.

[crying]

Oh my God, I couldn't... [sniffles]

I really liked her.

Fuck, I'm-- I'm-- I'm sorry.

- [Benny] Oh my God. - [Jacs] God.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I'm really sorry, I didn't...

[Benny sobbing]

- [Jacs] Oh fuck. - [Benny sobbing]

I'm...

[Benny sobbing]

[soft music playing]

What's it like, being ghosted by a natural ghost?

[Benny] Oh, you know.

Sort of feel like I'll be traumatised the rest of my fucking life.

I had this idea that you'd, um, hurt her.

I'm sorry.

Last night I dreamt that she was on fire and that I lit it.

[Benny] My mum was sick.

Kept having this dream

where she and my dad were fucking

and I was filming it.

That's very Greek horror of you.

[Benny speaking indistinctly]

[Benny moans]

- [Benny sighs] - [Jacs sighs]

["Slow" playing]

♪ Slow down and dance with me ♪

♪ Yeah, slow ♪

♪ Skip a beat and move with my body ♪

♪ Yeah, slow ♪

♪ Come on and dance with me ♪

- ♪ Yeah, slow ♪ - ♪ Slow down and dance with me ♪

♪ Skip a beat and move with my body ♪

- ♪ Yeah, slow ♪ - ♪ Slow down and dance with me ♪

♪ Skip a beat and move with my body ♪

♪ Skip a beat and move with my body ♪

♪ Skip a beat and move with my body ♪

♪ Slow ♪

[soft music playing]