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Do you want to go out sometime?

You just asked me out
'cause you think I'm easy.

Yeah, that might be a factor.

Can't make Saturday. Got this gig.

Got to sneak in. Got no money.

- Got you something.
- Yeah?

- Two tickets.
- Professor Nangs.

The deal was I'd get the pub.

It's mine and you can't have it.

- I'm moving to Dad's.
- That's not happening.

This is kind of insulting.
I can parent, you know.

You're going to need to get
across the calendar, properly.

So this is happening?

Warrior 1, stretch up
through the fingertips,

bend deep into your right knee.

Now push the outside of that
back foot down to the floor.

Good. Keep the legs where they are.

Reach the arms apart, Warrior 2.

Stretching through your fingertips,

look at the fingertips in front of you.

And then flip your front palm
over, reverse and reach back.

- (MOBILE PHONE RINGS)
- Feel your left side body stretch.

Reach all the way to the sky.

Good. Stay low in your front knee.

- Reach up and stretch out.
- Mary, yes.

Sorry, can I... I'm gonna
have to call you back.

- Uh-huh.
- All the way back.

- Reaching the arms apart.
- Sorry.

Straighten through your front knee.

- Squeeze the left thigh.
- Sorry.

Right arm towards the ceiling.

- I'm back.
- I'm taking it! It's mine.

Mum, your son is costing me!

It's accosting, idiot.
I'm accosting you.

- Mum!
- Kat, leave it.

Boom. Told ya.

- Mich, the iPad stays here.
- What? Why?

Boom. Told ya.

It just does.

What am I supposed to do
when Dad's hogging the TV

watching Law and Order?

Anything but play with my iPad. Mum?

This is my final ruling. Dun-dun.

Dun-dun.

- Wait, you're not going now?
- Yeah.

Well, can't you stay for brunch?
I got the bagels you like.

Nah, I better get going.

OK. Want me to drive you?

Nah, I'm good to walk.

Wait, there's something I
need to give you before you go.

It's yours to hang up at Dad's.

Naw, little sis. I love it!

Go on, give each other a goodbye hug.

- Yeah, nah.
- Ew, gross.

Okey-dokey, then. I'm gonna go.

- See ya.
- Bye.

(DOOR SHUTS)

So this is where you're staying.

The rats made room for me.

Uh, yeah, is it alright if I keep those?

Just something to remember Bill by.

Anything else you'd
like to help yourself to?

Mm. So many priceless memories.

It's junk. Chuck it.

We need to get this place ready to flog.

- You want to sell?
- You don't?

I just assumed... aren't you
going to contest the will?

Thought about it.

Figured it was easier to just
cash in, go our separate ways.

Ernie's coming round,
finish our conversation.

Stay if you want.

Any word on Shannon?

- Are you going to see the baby?
- No.

I'm sure he's doing just fine.

You're $3.50 short.

What if I take out the body wash?

We both lose then, don't we?

Just pay me next time. I won't forget.

Finally! I need to pee.

Went shopping?

Yeah, just for some socks, underwear.

- Oh, I need you to work tonight, son.
- What? Why?

Aunty Lin's son bought her a car

so she's picking me up
and we go to the casino.

- You hate gambling.
- But I love a seafood buffet.

Sorry, I've got plans tonight,
remember? I'm going out with Ash.

So cancel.

You're seeing too much
of that boy anyway.

I've got tickets to a gig,
which I spent money on.

You make it back when you work.

What if we shut early?

We never shut early. Never.

Fine, sorry. I'll
work tomorrow for free.

Just let me have tonight.

All this for a straight boy?

Mum.

You're going to work
every afternoon for free?

Deal.

We need to work on your
negotiating skills, son.

- Ah, here he is.
- Hey.

- You got everything?
- Yeah.

How was your mum when... when you left?

- Uh, fine.
- No tears?

- No guilt trip or anything?
- Nah.

- Oh, good.
- Um, what have you got to eat?

Uh, there's lasagna in the fridge.

Oh, lasagna.

Sorry, we don't have any ice.

Neat's fine for me.

Right, where were we?

Just tell us where we have to sign

so we can sell this
dump once and for all.

Ah, yes. There may be a
slight problem with that plan.

What do you mean?

I'm not entirely certain you can sell.

Why not?

Together you only own
two thirds of the pub.

- Your sister owns the other third.
- Yeah, thanks for the maths lesson.

Now explain why we can't sell.

Without Shannon's signature,
without her say so,

you can't really do much.

And what are we meant to do with
this marvellous piece of real estate?

Burn it down for the insurance money.

(CHUCKLES) That's not a bad idea.

I would never encourage a
client to commit a crime.

So there's really no way around this?

Sorry, it's a clause of the will.

You all need to sign off on any sale.

So without forging her signature,
there's nothing we can do?

That's old Bill for you.

Changes the will without warning,

doesn't give two thoughts
how it'll affect anyone else.

(SIREN WAILS)

Might want to take
it easy with the Lynx.

It's one can per serve.

- You need something?
- Nah, I'm good.

Excited about tonight?

- Who you seeing again?
- Professor Nangs.

That's right. They suck.

Not they. He's a DJ.

Yeah, well you have
terrible taste in music,

so I'm pretty sure he sucks.

Yeah, says the kid who cried

when I refused to download
Macklemore for him.

Whatever.

What time will you be home?

Don't know.

Will you be late?

Don't know.

Well, you've got work with
Mark tomorrow, remember?

Not going to be late.
I promise, brother.

Gonna try and pick
up any chicks tonight?

Do we have tarragon?

What is tarragon?

Isn't that stuff dirty?

It's fine.

- So where are you going tonight?
- Don't know.

- Probably somewhere for dinner.
- No, not that one.

What's wrong with this one?

It's a bit... mehhrrgh...

Not a word.

Trust me. Wear your black top.

It's clean and it makes your boobs pop.

Don't say boobs pop.

So, are you going to be OK tonight?

Me?

You're the one that's going off,
gallivanting with some strange man.

Do we need to have the talk, Mother?

Should I probably give you
one of these, just in case?

- Why the hell have you got that?
- Relax.

They gave them out as a joke
at Cara's birthday party.

You're not funny.

I'm a little bit funny.

Admit it!

Well, I see you've unpacked.

You going to do this all night?

No, I'm going to Gaz's
later to watch the footy.

Is that gel?

- Why, does it look bad?
- Nah.

- Where are you going tonight?
- None of your business.

- So it's a date.
- Yeah.

So, what, you're online dating now?

No, I'll have you know
that it's a real live woman

that I met in a real live situation.

I didn't ask if she was
a real live woman, Dad,

but now you've got me thinking.

- Who's it with?
- Oh, just, you know, someone.

Dad?

Uh, Claudia.

- As in Sabine's mum?
- Have a good night.

Aw!

Hungry, wasn't he?

Would you like to have a go burping him?

- Uh...
- We'll teach you how.

Uh, no.

No.

That's OK. I'll do it.

He needs to be put
down for a nap, anyway.

- Already?
- Mm.

Say bye to your Uncle Ryan.

- I think you should take him.
- What?

You should take Patch.

You're going to hire
me a nanny, are you?

No, but what if I hung around,
until Shannon gets back?

What about London?

If it means Patch gets
to be with his family ...

You take him, then.

Jill said they'd never
approve it. I live in the UK.

Patch is doing just fine where he is.

In emergency foster care?

They're taking care of him, aren't they?

You mean are they
feeding him, changing him,

making sure he gets enough sleep?

Then, yeah, they're doing all that.

But do you really think that's enough?

Your grandson's going to
be moved from home to home.

Is that really the sort
of life you want for him?

After everything that's happened...

You don't know what
you're talking about.

Why do you think
Shannon was such a mess?

Or why I ran away?

Three months you left us in foster.

I was old enough. I could handle it.

But Shan was only eight years old.

I couldn't get out of bed!
What was I meant to do?

Be our mother.

You were both better off without me.

We didn't know where you
were, why we were even there.

You were there because Hamish threw
himself off the bloody building,

and I couldn't bear to
fail you two as well.

I'm not saying this is
best, but it's better.

We're still Patch's family.

He should be with us.

How do I know you're
not going to bolt again,

and leave me to deal with all this mess?

You have my word.

Yeah, and what's that worth?

You knew Bill changed
his will, didn't you?

No, Dad's out too.

(CHUCKLES)

I wish.

More like I'll just catch up on work.

Hey, I'll pick Kat up tomorrow, yeah?

Great. Thanks, Renee.

(KNOCK AT DOOR)

- Hey, what are you doing here?
- You forgot this.

Oh, Mum, you didn't have to
bring my maths book all this way.

Oh, tell that to the 61%
you got on your last test.

Yeah, yeah, any chance
to bring that up, hey?

Alright, I guess I'll
see you later then.

Uh, where's your father?

- Out. On a date.
- Oh.

So no-one's here with you?

- Mum...
- What?

I just... I don't want you to be lonely.

You mean, unsupervised
in the towers? Snob.

I worry about you. Shoot me in the face.

I'm fine.

OK, well, now that you have
your book, I should probably go.

- Where's Kit Kat?
- Staying at Frankie's.

Behave, you.

Um...

Do you wanna hang out a bit?

You're not busy?

Nah.

OK, yeah, sure.

Why not?

Where'd your father go on his date?

Oh, look, sorry, if I'd known
we'd have to wait an hour,

I would have booked.

No, it's fine.

So, where to now?

Well, look we could
just go back to my place.

Mich isn't there. I could
cook us something to eat.

- Oh, right.
- What?

- So that was your plan all along?
- No.

It actually wasn't.

I mean, I admit that's a smooth
move but it wasn't pre-planned.

I do have a move but I
have to be in a restaurant

otherwise it doesn't work.

Yeah? What is it?

Um, well, it's pretty silly.

Yeah, that's why I want to know.

OK, I can... I can order in Vietnamese.

You speak Vietnamese?

Well, not fluently, but I can say,

"I'd like two rare beef pho, please."

Yeah, but what if your
date doesn't want beef pho?

Well, that's never happened.

Well, it's lucky you
didn't book the table

because I'm more of a chicken
noodle soup kind of girl.

Oh, alright. OK.

Ahh! Come on, I'll buy the wine.

So that's a yes to my place?

White or red?

Uh, both.

(LAUGHS)

And you thought I was
being presumptuous?

My daughter. I'm going to kill her.

Hey, what time does the DJ start?

Don't know. Soon.

What do you think about her?

Yeah, she's pretty.

You're gonna talk to her?

You can't just walk up to a girl, man.

You've got to make sure
there's eye contact.

The approach is the most important part.

You should get out there.

Drink?

Can you get water?

Two waters, tap.

Thanks.

Oh, I'm so sorry.

I didn't... Look, I'm sorry.
I did not mean to do that.

- It's cool, it's cool.
- No, no.

No, no, let me get you another drink.

- You don't have to, man.
- No, it's fine.

Look, I, uh... I believe in karma

so, if I don't get you another drink,

then I'm coming back as a cockroach.

So, uh, what are you having?

Two vodka sodas. Doubles.

Uh, just another round for this guy.

Two more waters?

Um, no, sorry, my bad.

Uh, two vodka sodas, doubles.

I'm Tyler, by the way.

Ash.

Cool name.

Hey, uh, did you see Professor
Nangs at his last gig at The Roxy?

I thought I saw you there.

Probably some other Persian guy.

I get it... we all look the same.

No, no, no, no, no. I
didn't mean it like that.

I'm messing with you. It wasn't me.

- Thanks for these.
- Yeah, no worries.

Oh, yeah, I scored us free drinks.

Where do these mad skills come from?

You think your generation
invented this stuff?

Ooh, ooh, boom!

Hey, Mum.

I hope you don't think I moved
out just to get away from you.

It's just that... I don't know, I
feel like it was his turn, you know.

And, plus, I get my own room here.

- Mich, it's fine.
- Alright, sweet.

- I get it.
- Cool.

- Ooh! Oh!
- Oh!

I don't have a problem
with sci-fi per se.

It's just that, um, Die
Hard is a superior film.

Die Hard is sexist and stupid.

But the Terminator 1 and... 2...

- Oh, hi.
- Hi.

- I'm Clau...
- Oh, no, I know you.

You were in my yoga class this morning.

You were the phone lady.

Oh, good. I have a nickname.

Sorry.

It's just I'm usually the one
faux pas'ing in yoga class.

It was nice not to be
that person for once.

Oh, glad I could help. I'm Leonie.

So, do you live here?

Oh, God no.

Oh, no, we, we used to be together.

- Married.
- Married.

- Oh, boy.
- Married?

As in till death do you part?

Oh, we nearly got to the death part,

but luckily modern law allows
us to skip the beheading.

Right. Um...

Oh, well, this is...

- Awkward.
- Yeah.

Uh, what are you doing here?

Oh, um, Mich forgot some stuff at home,

so I thought I'd save him the trip.

I thought you were going to Gaz's?

Oh, yeah, I could probably still make it

if you don't mind me
bailing on whatever this is.

No, go. Just don't drink.

Or be late.

- I have a condom if you want.
- OK, bye.

See what I mean about faux pas?

Oh, sorry, I should go too,

go and, uh, write that
report I've been avoiding.

Why don't you stay and have a drink?

No, that'd be weird.

Really? You got somewhere
more exciting to be?

Oh, snap! Right for the jugular.

Come on, we've got heaps.
There's white and red.

I think Pav was probably
trying to get me drunk.

Well, I was actually, but you know.

- Stay.
- Are you sure?

Yeah, OK, maybe one glass.

O... kay...

Thanks.

(BABY GURGLES)

You changed your mind.

We're family.

Well, my father was a lawyer, so
it was sort of written in the stars.

But that's not to say
I don't enjoy what I do,

because I do.

And what sort of law do you practise?

Corporate. Construction mainly.

Really? You mean, like,
property developers?

Mm.

- You so don't seem...
- Evil enough?

I am. Trust me.

I don't believe that for a second.

Oh, no, she is. Look how
I fared out of the divorce.

I'm kidding, I'm kidding. That's a joke.

She's a... she's a softie.

Oh, I am not.

I'm tough as nails.

- Thank you.
- Here, let me choose the music.

You're going to put on
Frente or some '90s crap.

- Come on, you don't want to...
- Don't you call Frente '90s crap!

What do you mean?

I lost my virginity to Frente.

Oh, lucky you. I lost
mine to Ace of Base.

Oh, don't tell me. All That She Wants?

Eric Panetta was quite the romantic.

(BOTH LAUGH)

I lost mine to Hootie & the Blowfish.

- You don't get that?
- (ACCIDENTALLY KELLY STREET PLAYS)

(BOTH WOMEN SING ALONG TO INSTRUMENTAL)

Come on, let's go sit.

I let you beat me.

Er, what?

The beach. Our jogs.

I let you beat me. Every time.

OK. Why?

You don't have to do
that. I can handle losing.

You're amazing.

You know that.

I mean it.

You're wasted.

Come on, let's go.

Come on.

Hey, you're heading off?

Nangs hasn't even played yet.

Mate's not feeling well.

I'm fine. Don't worry about me.

Crazy idea, but why don't you stay?

You can hang with me and my mates.

I should go.

Up to you, but as someone
who's seen Nangs before,

you'll regret not sticking around.

You sure you're good to get home?

Yeah, I'm good.

Come meet my mates.

(LAUGHTER)

Oh, crap! When did it get so late?

I have to pick my dad up in 15 minutes.

But I'm way too drunk to drive.

I'll get you a taxi.

Good idea.

- Yeah, I should probably get going.
- Really? Already?

Oh, no, don't go on account of me.

No, no, I'm tired.

Are you going past Sanders Street?

Yeah, just past there.

You want to share a taxi?

I will go wait downstairs for
you while you two say goodnight.

Oh, no, you don't have to go and...

Uh, yeah, this isn't really how I
was hoping tonight would end but...

How were you hoping tonight would end?

Well...

(LAUGHS)

I really shouldn't have told
you I was bad at goodbyes.

No, you probably shouldn't have.

I'm sorry my ex-wife was here.

Uh, really? No, she's
great fun. It was good fun.

Yeah, I just was hoping we could talk

and maybe get to know each other a bit.

I think we got to know each other a bit.

You think?

Well, you have an ex-wife that
doesn't want to stab you in the eye.

Speaks volumes.

She wants to stab me
in the eye sometimes.

Um, so, can I call you again?

- (LIFT BELL PINGS)
- Mm...

(GROANS)

(GROANS)

- You look very pretty.
- What?

You look nice.

As in I'm a nice person?

Or I look nice?

Which do you prefer?

Help yourself.

Hey, move on. Hey!

- Move on.
- (GROANS)

Sully?

- Sully.
- No.

- I wanna sleep here.
- (SHOUTS)

(DANCE MUSIC PLAYS)

Whoo!

Did you get any sleep?

Sorry. Your alarm broken?

Claudia, I thought she was pretty keen

but sent her a text, no response.

Way to keep a guy hanging.

Oh, he wouldn't care.

Dad, if you do this, you're sunk.

Well, Sully's a good boy and
all you do is take, take, take.

Oh, we're friends.

We both know how he looks at you.

Hey, man.

(IN THE CITY BY NYXEN PLAYS)

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