All language subtitles for House Husbands s05e04.eng

So, we get in, we get
out. Nice and easy.

It's not a heist.

I just don't want you getting
caught up like yesterday.

Well, how can I not get caught up?

I'm looking for my father.

Well, my biological father, not my...

See, this is what I'm talking about.

Look, I've got a good
feeling about this, okay?

(DOORBELL BUZZES)

('REAL THING' BY RUSSELL MORRIS PLAYS)

Yeah?

MAN: Bugger off, we're
not buying anything.

Uh, I just wanted to ask...
Are you William Mitchell?

- Were you at Sunbury in '72?
- Who are you?

Mark Oliver. Marketing consultant.

(DOOR CREAKS OPEN)

Um...

(MOUTHS SILENTLY)

(THEME MUSIC)

Synced and corrected by Octavia
- www.addic7ed.com -

Honey, this is pretty much like
looking for a needle in a haystack.

All I've got is a name
and a vague description.

For a man your mum last saw
at Sunbury over 40 years ago.

Oh, it's like a rollercoaster.

So why not get off for a little while?

Well, he's an old man. It's not
like he's gonna be around forever.

- LIZ: Mark, is that you?
- Oh, God, I've gotta go. I've gotta go.

I'm just going out for a walk.

You dropped something.

(DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES)

(SIGHS)

(SLIGHTLY OFF-KEY UPBEAT MUSIC)

(TRUMPET TOOTS)

That's it, guys. Come on, get into it.

There you go. Choose your weapon.

There you go, Tilda.

(MUSIC CONTINUES)

That's it, guys. Anything you want.

- Take this one, Poppy.
- What's going on?

Oh, just a bit of fun
to kick the day off.

Interesting.

(MUSIC CONTINUES)

I think you might have sparked the
imagination of some of the parents.

This could be an opportunity
worth cashing in on.

What?

Well, it doesn't require any talent

and the kids are more than entertained.

What, you seriously think

some of these parents are
gonna shell out for that?

I think this is what you call
'a light bulb moment', Lewis.

(MUSIC CONTINUES)

- No way.
- Not likely.

That's it, guys. Come on. Whoo!

- (SIGHING) Hey.
- Oh! I was just about to page you.

- How's Mark?
- (SIGHS)

He's going around in circles

and I just don't know
how to help him. (SIGHS)

Oh. Let's talk about it later.

(LOUDER VOICE) Uh, what
would you like me to do

with Mrs Patterson in Acute 4?

Ooh, I would suggest...

you order an MRI, do
a complete blood workup

- and call for an ortho consult.
- Okay, I'll get right on that.

And once you've done that,

- start assessing the boy in Paeds 4.
- Okay.

Treat me mean.

Oh, and Gemma? Don't forget
the analgesic for Mrs Kinsley.

And go!

('GOLD SNAFU' BY STICKY FINGERS PLAYS)

Well done, Mark.

Work harder, Lewis. Work harder.

Nice work, Mark. Nice work.

(MUSIC CONTINUES)

Resistance is key!

(EXHALES) Trying to wipe
us out in the first class.

If you stopped whingeing
it wouldn't be as hard.

Hey, do you think...

(EXHALES) Do you think I'm cheating?

No, you're good.

- Just keep pushing yourself.
- No...

I mean...

(SIGHS) Am I cheating on Dad?

- On Bernie?
- (NICK EXHALES)

Your real dad's the one
that's always around.

Yeah, it's like me and Angie.

I... I just don't know if I
want to meet William Mitchell.

You're only talking
about meeting the bloke.

Yeah, but once I've met him, I
don't know what I'd want from him.

But you want to meet him.

Stop talking yourself out of it.

All right. Come on, boys.
Back to work. Let's go.

(ALL QUIETLY GRUNTING AND PANTING)

LEWIS: About your punchy brother.

Yeah, what about him?

I know a bloke that does some
ground work down at the Pacers.

He reckons Rafiq's making a nuisance
of himself around the footy club.

Oh, yeah? Nuisance how?

Hassling recruitment
staff in the car park.

Trying to get himself
back in the draft squad.

He reckons he's gonna camp
out until they put him back in.

Yeah, well, I screwed
up his shot at the squad.

I'm the last person he wants to see.

What that kid did to you was wrong.

Somebody needs to get his head straight.

Anyway...

You know where to find him.

Rafiq.

Oi.

- Hey.
- Nick off.

- Haven't you done enough damage?
- Oh, like you can talk.

You lay your hands on me in
front of my family and my friends.

You buried my chance.

Hey. I risked talking
to that journo for you.

Okay? It backfired. It doesn't
mean you can't trust me.

This was my year. You
understand that? Mine.

If you want respect around
here, you gotta earn it.

The right way.

My way. I've got this.

Hey. Just...

Just let me know when you
run out of options, okay?

(GENTLE MUSIC)

Whoa!

Let's go.

Homework then dinner.

- How about kick-to-kick, TV, then dinner?
- Hmm...

- Dad? Are we a bad family?
- Mmm?

What? Where did you hear that?

The kids at school said
that we're a bad family.

Well, that's wrong.

But they said.

Yeah, what have I told you

about the things people
say about other people?

Hey, I know you're all good.

And the people that
love you know that too.

It's true.

Hey, little dudes.

Is he bad?

No, baby.

He's not bad.

Uh...

You mind if I do some laundry?

(GENTLE MUSIC)

- I can do my own washing.
- Yeah, I know.

I've run out of options.

Didn't take you long.

Have you got a plan?

Yeah, I think so. Leave it with me.

Okay.

Wow. That serious, huh?

- Oh.
- (BOTH CHUCKLE)

Yeah, man, I've gotta
make it. I have to.

- I've gotta get Kelly back.
- First things first...

(LOUD, MELODIC STRUMMING)

(GENTLE STRUMMING)

(LOUD, MELODIC STRUMMING)

(GENTLE STRUMMING)

(LOUD, MELODIC STRUMMING)

(GENTLE STRUMMING)

Try that chord you learned last week.

(LOUD, MELODIC STRUMMING)

(UPBEAT, COMPLICATED STRUMMING)

Smart Alec.

(COMPLICATED STRUMMING CONTINUES)

Oh. (CHUCKLES)

Think I'm caught.

(BOTH STRUMMING MELODICALLY)

Oh, cheers.

Hey, Looby might be onto a good thing.

Kids would get into something
like that after school.

You think parents are gonna
pay for their kids to jam?

Well, there's big dough
in extracurriculars.

Especially if you don't
have to drag them there.

Look at Justin's business.

Just out of interest, what would
something like that take to set up?

Oh, not much. Just some
instruments, a decent space...

- Amazing teachers.
- You could run it any way you like.

Hey, I'm not running anything.

This thing could have legs.

Yeah, but I've got enough on my plate

and I like to keep things
in my life very simple.

Well, it's just an idea.

(GENTLE STRUMMING)

Nick, can I have a hand with dinner?

I'll be right there.

I had no idea Lewis had
such powers of conversation.

Ah, he was just riffing on this idea
of an after-school music program.

Really?

Yeah, something improv-based.

Seems to think there's
real money in it. (LAUGHS)

Just riffing, that's all it was?

Yeah. Well, no state
secrets changed hands,

- it was just Lewis being Lewis.
- Mmm.

And what is that, exactly?

Mmm...

You know, he says what he means and
he means what he says. I like it.

Mmm. Lewis wouldn't know what
he's talking about half the time.

If he did, he wouldn't let go
of a decent idea when he had one.

This is something you could
really run with, is it?

Well, yeah, but...

(UPBEAT MUSIC)

- Thought you'd never get home.
- (GROANS)

I have been dotting I's
and crossing t's all day.

- How was your day?
- Oh, you know.

School, homework,
domestics... beer with Nick.

Oh. I didn't get that memo. (CHUCKLES)

Well, Looby likes him.

Yeah, well, he's an excellent teacher.

We're thinking of starting
a business together.

- You and Nick? Did hell freeze over?
- Mmm. (CHUCKLES)

Kids. Music. After school.

How's this sound?

Oh, baby, please. I'm
on information overload.

Can you tell me about it in the morning?

(GENTLE MUSIC)

Just gotta keep Rachel out of it.

What is this? "About me
- Nick Gazecki"?

You're the essence of this music thing.

People need to know who you are.

(CHUCKLES) Rach, there
is no music thing.

- It's just... loose beer talk.
- Oh, it's a thing.

I've done a concept document
and a business plan...

- Close your laptop. Come to bed.
- Ah!

I thought you were a guy who took risks.

Don't start procrastinating on me now.

(SQUEALS AND CHUCKLES)

(GRUNTS)

It's mine!

(UPBEAT MUSIC)

What the hell is The Jam Pit, anyway?

Oh, a new premium in after-school care

and intuitive musical training.

Sounds like a marmalade factory.

- Yes, well, marketing isn't your forte.
- No.

I'm all about great business ideas.

Well, ideas that won't go
anywhere without the right push.

- Look, if we don't do this...
- "If we"?

..someone else will.

So blabbermouth Nick's
on board today, is he?

Oh, he's deadly serious now.

The question is, are you?

I'm a woman of action,
Lewis. Don't keep me waiting.

No, I think my time's better
spent with you and the girls

than going on some wild goose chase...

We're heading out again,
Abi. We'll call you later.

Stop faffin' around.
You know you want to.

(SIGHS)

(SIGHS)

(ENGINE TURNS OFF)

Remember, try to lead with
your head, not your heart.

Why am I putting myself
through this again?

Just keep it together.

Better get in there before
it starts bucketing down.

Yeah.

(EXPLOSION)

(SERIOUS MUSIC)

(MAN COUGHING)

(COUGHS AND GROANS)

Whoo-hoo-ee!
(CHUCKLES)

Is he high?

He's high!

And look at all this.
This... Is this a meth lab?

Um...

- Are you William Mitchell?
- Hit you? Why would I wanna hit you?

He can't hear properly.

Well, I don't want a deaf father.

- It's from the explosion!
- (GROANS)

Hmm. Ears just popped. (SHUDDERS)

It's this iodising blade I've
been developing. (CHUCKLES)

It's got quite a kick.

Are you... Are you a scientist?

- I certainly am.
- Are you, um...

Are you William Mitchell?

Yeah.

Dr William Mitchell.

- Oh?
- Yeah. How'd you know?

Doc... Uh, William... Um...

There's... There's no easy
way of... of asking this...

- Um...
- He thinks you're his father.

(SIGHS)

I don't know any Lizzys. I never have.

Well, she said... you...

materialised in front
of her like a sun god.

- That's... That's what she said.
- Hmm...

In Sunbury...

Ooh, I remember. I was...
I was pinned. And hot.

Sweating like a bastard. (CHUCKLES)

She said there was a field of grass
that looked like crushed velvet.

Grass was all gone by the first morning,

it was a total dust bomb.

Here we go.

Sunbury, 1972. (CHUCKLES)

That's... That's her. That's Mum.

Sunflower?

(CHUCKLES) You're... Sunflower's boy.

Sunflower?

That's the only name she'd give
me after we, you know, had our fun.

I wrote my name and address
on her arm, hoped she'd call...

(EXHALES) She never did.

(LAUGHS SOFTLY)

It's, um... so good to meet you, Mark.

(BOTH CHUCKLE)

So, you never wanted a family?

Oh, I was married, you know,
happily, for years, and...

well... (CHUCKLES)

She got restless.

No kids.

No, my experiments... They're
my only children these days.

- Never wanted a real family?
- Oh, yeah, desperately. Desperately.

No, I'd have been there in a heartbeat

if your mother had told me about you.

She was, um...

- married.
- Yeah, well... as that may be.

But the connection that we had,

it was like a glorious
collision of body and soul.

(CHUCKLES)

- You're a romantic.
- No, no, I'm a scientist.

Always in search of the
glorious collision. (LAUGHS)

No matter how you get it.

(LAUGHS)

Hey, I know you're
not a lawyer any more,

but this journo needs
to be put in his place.

Yeah, I'd be requesting
a formal apology.

So, how does that work?

Well, we write a legal letter

asking for a retraction
and a public apology.

- So how much does this all cost?
- How does free sound?

(CHUCKLES) Sounds like you're the man.

(PHONE RINGS)

- Sorry, I need to take this.
- Yeah, no worries.

- Catch you.
- Catch ya.

Peta.

(LAUGHS) Yeah. Yeah, long time.

Hey, I have a small favour to ask.

Funny how things pan out.

I heard a couple of clubs
were looking at this kid,

reminded everyone of you.

So what are his chances of
getting on the club's rookie list?

Slim.

Hey, Rafiq's the goods.
Seriously, Peta, he...

He lives for this.

It's not his talent, Justin.

Everyone saw that video.

I make a recommendation to a
club, it's on my reputation.

Just let him speak for
himself. He's not me.

Rafiq was... He was a little
kid when I left him and Mum.

And he watched out
for her. He still does.

He lives with you? Yeah.

I mean, he can. Me and the kids.

- (LAUGHS) You! Kids?
- Yep. Yeah, I know. People change.

Hey, the club listens to you.

You know footballers.

You remember that Italian
joint round the corner?

Yep.

- I'll meet you there at 2:00.
- Okay. We'll be there.

Hey, you're still a legend. Ha!

(LAUGHS)

Oh, it's The Jam Pit.

- Sorry, what was that?
- Haven't you heard?

Rachel. Selling our idea back to me.

- She's fast.
- She's a viper.

Oi! That's my lady you're
talking about there.

Point is, she believes in your vision.

Oh! So it's my vision now?

Our vision.

Anyway... Glad we had this little chat.

Cleared up a few things.

(UPBEAT MUSIC)

Mum.

- I found him.
- Found who?

William. William Mitchell.

- Why were you even looking?
- How could I not?

He seems like a decent bloke.

I think you'd like him.

Well, obviously... you did like him.

That was a long time ago.

I think you should meet him.

Why on earth would I do that?

He's my father.

We shared a wondrous moment and
I'll never regret that, but...

that's all in the past now.

It's not the past,
Mum. It's happening now.

(SIGHS) I can't cope with all this.

(STAMMERS)

He remembers it like it was yesterday.

It was one afternoon, Mark.

Not to William.

To him, you'll always be his...

Sunflower.

Oh, don't use that name.
I'm not that woman any more.

Fine, but he might.
He's coming to dinner.

- Tonight.
- Don't be ridiculous.

Please, Mum.

For me? Please?

(PHONE MESSAGE ALERT CHIMES)

(GROANS)

What is the emergency?

- More of an opportunity.
- Rachel...

Today is not a good day.

I can make it all better
with five little words.

- "Music-centred
after-school care". - No.

I just...

met my biological father.

Lovely. It's
improvisation-based, it's fresh,

the market is crying out
for something like this,

and best of all is
the name: The Jam Pit.

Can't you just see the T-shirts?

Thoughts?

- It has an exclusivity deficit.
- Well, I disagree.

There are no benchmarks.

Well, you've obviously missed the point.

No, you're unemployed,

and you're grabbing at the
first idea that staggers along.

What is your problem?

- Relaxing little afternoon break?
- Not the word I'd use, no.

My husband just found his father.

- I thought he died?
- Actually, he's a scientist.

- I'm just not gonna say any more.
- How are the afternoon rounds going?

Did Mark find his dad?

Yeah, and he's cooking dinner
for him and Liz tonight.

- Just sprung that one on me.
- (CHUCKLES) I'd buy tickets to that.

So, where are we?

- Well, the rounds are all done.
- They are?

Well, Dr Reshrika offered
to step in and help

and we divvied up all the patients,
and so everything is under control.

And if I don't see another patient,

I'm gonna fall asleep
before the end of the shift.

Disturbing, isn't it?

What?

Feeling the new and improved
model breathing down your neck.

- Peta! Hey.
- Justin.

- Good to see. This is my brother, Rafiq.
- Mm-hmm.

This is Peta, she's a recruitment
advisor for the Pacers.

- Have you got time for a chat?
- Yeah, sure.

I just want to play footy.

Hey, don't... Uh, let me remember...
Uh, a ristretto. Is that right?

- (LAUGHS) That's the one. Thanks.
- Okay.

- Please.
- Yeah.

When did you discover that
you loved playing footy?

(CHUCKLES)

Since the first time I saw Mio playing.

I mean, Justin playing.

You know, the look on my
mum's face. She was blown away.

I mean, this is her son,

and the crowd is screaming
and cheering for my brother

like he actually is someone.

I've been working towards
that ever since then.

(GENTLE UPBEAT MUSIC)

Ah...

Just need to get a new pencil,
kids. I'll be right back.

Hey.

Check this out.

- What's this?
- Nick drew it up.

A demand for a public
apology from the journo

saying my comments were misrepresented.

"Permanent removal of
offending materials"?

- Mm-hmm.
- And a retraction?

Well, apparently there's
gonna be a retraction

and an apology published on his website.

He just needs to say
that it wasn't true.

"Including action for damages".

- What, does that mean he has to pay out?
- Nah, it's just a threat.

- Could this work?
- Yeah, I hope so.

(BOTH CHUCKLE)

(KIDS LAUGHING AND
CHATTING INDISTINCTLY)

Did you ever think that
you'd have all of this?

What, this?

(CHUCKLES SOFTLY) This is hard work.

- Come back and draw me, Rafiq!
- Hang on, baby.

Yeah, harder than Dad
thought too, the prick.

- Hey, some guys never grow up.
- Yeah, he was a coward.

When Kelly and I have
kids, I'm sticking around.

- I thought that was over.
- What?

(SCOFFS) No. No, she'll be back.

All I gotta do is get on
the Pacers rookie squad,

get this creep journo to apologise,
and she'll be all over me.

(GENTLE MUSIC)

(CELEBRATORY MUSIC)

Yes! (LAUGHS)

What are you playing?

Hey, mate!

- Thought you were with your mum.
- She dropped me off.

- I didn't want to go to the supermarket.
- Right.

- Can I have a go?
- Uh, nah.

No, I don't think you'd like
this one. It's not that much fun.

- Looks fun.
- Nah. Uh...

You know what is awesome, though?

- Shaving cream wars.
- Yeah!

Get your jacket. I'll
get the shaving cream.

(UPBEAT MUSIC)

(CHUCKLES)

Hey, Rachel.

About that business
we discussed earlier.

I just need to know
who's running the show.

Well, I handle Jam Pit
marketing, you handle logistics,

Nick does the rest.

I guess that makes us... partners.

Fancy that.

Wow, you've really hit the
jackpot there. Dermatitis and...

What is that? A bite as well?

Like I told the other lady,

my damn ferret won't
sleep in his own bed.

What other lady?

That one.

GEMMA: Let's get you down to radiology.

(SIGHS)

Why am I retracing my intern's steps?

- Well, she's just so efficient.
- It's a waste of my time.

Well, at least she's not
breathing down your neck any more.

Too far out in front for that.

(INAUDIBLE CONVERSATION)

"Whenever a doctor cannot do good,
she must keep from doing harm."

- (CHUCKLES) Hippocratic oath.
- Mm-hmm.

Pity some supervisors seem
to have misplaced their copy.

Ah.

(BOTH CHUCKLE)

I said treat me mean, don't prank me.

You need to learn to pace yourself.

Yeah, well, it's hard
doing a good job as it is.

You're doing three people's jobs,
and sometimes one of them's mine.

I'm just trying to do my best.

No, I think you're trying to prove
yourself, and you don't need to.

I do. I'm playing catch-up here.

I mean... If I don't learn as
much as I can as fast as I can,

then my career's gonna be over
and I'll still be an intern.

And I really want to be a good doctor.

Yeah, but, which kind of good doctor?

The one who blitzes her
exams, hits the wards hard

and then burns out in three months?

Or one who knows how to pace
herself and have a great career?

Because you and I have seen both types.

I, uh...

have a gangrenous toe for you.

- Very funny. Oh.
- No, really.

- Bed 2. (CHUCKLES)
- Thank you. Okay.

He's got spirit.

And on form alone, there is no question.

But right now, Rafiq's a pass for us.

But, wait, you're not
gonna give him a go?

Not this year, no.

Look, things settle down,

he gets another year of
local footy under his belt,

we can revisit this next year.

What, you think he's trouble?

Footy's not his first priority.

It's about being better than you.

Well, that's not
necessarily... a bad thing.

It's always gonna trip him up.

I hope it works out for him.

(GENTLE MUSIC)

(SPEAKS INDISTINCTLY)

You're wrong. About The Jam Pit.

That doesn't explain
what you're doing here!

Well, Rachel thought
that it'd be a good idea

for us all to do some
market research together.

- No, no, not... Not here. Not tonight.
- All right, shh.

Now, I want you to tell me your
favourite thing about music.

Rachel, no!

- I like singing.
- I like 'Frozen'.

LEWIS: We know this is a good idea.

Well, apparently some people
don't get what we're trying to do.

(SIGHS) All I said was...

is that The Jam Pit has
an exclusivity deficit.

You have to take it out of the classroom

and turn it more into a club,

where you've got concerts,
performances, badges,

things you can only
access if you're a member.

Genius. I love it.

Who wants to be in a club where
the entry is being in a band?

(ALL CHEER)

If you're running it,
it'll be really fun.

Well, gee, I'm glad I
rushed home for this.

(SIGHS)

(DOORBELL RINGS)

Okay. You have to go.
You have to go now.

Um, you grab Mum, I'll get the door.

- He came?
- Yeah.

- Who came?
- Who came?

(BOTH CHUCKLE)

Mark, I can't tell you how much
I appreciate this invitation.

Oh, I'm just so glad you could make it.

G'day again. Don't mind
us, we're just leaving.

- Oh, I...
- Hi. Nick Gazecki.

- G'day, Nick. Will.
- Will?

- Yeah.
- See ya.

RACHEL: You'd never know he
had anything to do with Mark

to look at him.

I don't see Mark ageing
that well, do you?

Anyway, when you get over
your tortured family dramas,

we should talk about our
permanent work arrangement.

Uh, yeah, I've got plenty of
family stuff on. Thanks, Rachel.

Okay. Ta-ta.

Hello, William. I'm
Abi, I'm Mark's wife.

- It's so lovely to meet you.
- Oh, lovely to meet you too, Abi.

This is truly a...

Oh. And here she is.

Uh, obviously no introduction required.

Hello, William.

I'm Liz Oliver.

And this... is my late husband, Bernard.

(SOFTLY) Ah...

(ROCK MUSIC PLAYS SOFTLY)

It's a disaster.

Oh, come on. It's not
that bad. They'll warm up.

The Cold War was warmer than this.

Pops?

Did you know Will has a
laboratory in his house?

He shouldn't be here.

He's not Grandpa Bernie.

WILLIAM: No, no, no.
You're right. I'm not.

And I know how much you must miss him.

Especially as he was
such a good grandpa...

and a good father.

Do you know what I've discovered

out of some of the
experiments that I've done?

Sometimes, when you think
something isn't there any more...

it actually is.

Let me see... Yes.

Uh, Mark... Brandy? In a glass?

Yes! I'll get it for you.

(CHUCKLES)

All gone, eh?

Yeah? Watch this.

(BREATHES OUT)

But if I take this candle...

(WOMAN GASPS)

(CHUCKLES)

(BLOWS PUFF OF AIR)

You see?

Hasn't gone after all.

And, uh...

maybe Grandpa Bernie hasn't gone either.

(CHUCKLES)

Oh...

I've made such a mess of things.

But I'm so glad I had you.

(GENTLE MUSIC)

No, no, no, no. Let me. Let me.

(DOOR OPENS)

Did you find them?

Not exactly.

I didn't see them...

but the lights were on in his van.

Well... is your mum okay? They've
been out there for an hour.

Maybe we should go and check.

Well... he's my father.

Yeah, exactly. A man we barely know.

Come on.

(LIZ LAUGHING)

(GASPS)

(WILLIAM LAUGHING)

(BOTH LAUGHING)

(LAUGHING) What? No.

(CHUCKLES) They're laughing.

(ABI CHUCKLES)

(LAUGHTER CONTINUES)

(BOTH SINGING ALONG TO RADIO)

(CHUCKLES) They're singing!

-
I act a little hazy...

(LAUGHS)

(SONG PLAYS)
But
if that's my way

I'm taking my drawing
to show-and-tell.

Oh, look at that. (GRUNTS)

Hey, hey. He did it.

The idiot journo posted
an apology on his website.

Ah.

Your lawyer is gonna
get me back on track.

(LAUGHS)

(SINGS)
Guess who's
gonna play some footy?

All right, hey, kids.
School time. Let's go.

Get out front and wait for Lewis, okay?

I'll see you guys this afternoon.

All right.

Have a good day. Enjoy.

So? What do you reckon?

Should I call your friend
at the Pacers and tell her?

- Yeah, I've already spoken to Peta. Mmm.
- Did ya?

Well, what did she say?
When do I start training?

Mate, they passed on you.

- What?
- Yeah.

But everything's fixed
now, that's rubbish.

That's...

You know what? I'm just
gonna go down there.

What, to do what? Look, they said
they'll see you next year. okay?

Meantime, just get your
head together. All right?

Look, I need this. okay?

I told Kelly that I
would make the draft.

Oh, forget about her.
She's not coming back.

Excuse me?

What would you know?

(SCOFFS) Why would she,
the way you carry on?

Oh, come on.

Hey. Hey, you've gotta
deal with this, Rafiq.

What are you trying to prove, huh?

Who you fighting? Me, your
teammate... Who's next?

You wanna end up like the old man?

Oi!

- Think.
- I said move.

Hey, the only person that's
gonna mess up your life is you.

I learned that the hard way.

- Get out of my way.
- All right. Take it.

Oi, wait.

Don't be an idiot. Raf.

Come on, mate. Talk to me.

Oi. Where are you going?

- My picture!
- (CAR STARTS)

Raf! Oi, Raf.

Angie, no!

- Stop the car!
- (TYRES SQUEAL)

(SOMBRE MUSIC)

GEMMA: What happened?

She got knocked over
in the driveway. She...

- She seemed okay...
- Okay, put her straight in there, please.

Just over there.

I need a paediatric trauma call,
please, and an urgent CT head scan.

(SOMBRE MUSIC)

Is Angie going to die, Lewis?

Course not, buddy.

(SOMBRE MUSIC)

So, there's no bleeding on the
brain and no fractures in the X-ray.

She's had a concussion,

but she just needs to take
it easy for a couple of days.

So basically, you, my little sweetie,

are a very lucky little sausage.

Thanks, Gemma.

Okay.

Sorry, Daddy.

Hey.

You don't have anything
to be sorry about.

I didn't look both ways.

It wasn't you, baby.

(LAUGHS)

Easy, boys. Easy, boys.
She's still fragile. Easy.

(BREATHES DEEPLY AND SIGHS)

(WILLIAM LAUGHING)

Darling, what are you doing all
cooped up? It's beautiful outside.

Oh... Rough night.

No, marvellous is all I can say.

It was. Very special.

Thanks to you.

I told Will he could use the
bathroom. Is that all right?

- Sure.
- Down the hall, second on the left.

- Towels under the sink.
- (CHUCKLES)

(CHUCKLES) Ah...

(UPBEAT MUSIC)

Abigail, darling. Good morning.

Ah, a decent feed before we hit
the road. (CHUCKLES) Great idea.

Are you going somewhere?

Will's going to drive me to
Broome with Bernie's ashes.

We're gonna put him to rest.

Oh.

Brilliant.

Together?

We thought it would
give us an opportunity

to get to know each other... better.

I thought that's what
last night was about.

We talked all night.

We have a connection.

A glorious collision.

(CHUCKLES)

It doesn't diminish
how I feel about Bernie.

Life's about exploring, my love.

Potential...

and risk.

(GENTLE MUSIC)

I... I have to clean
the guinea pig cage.

You know, you could have
just changed the newspaper.

Well, he didn't choose to be our pet.

We're either looking
after him or we're not.

- Okay...
- It's a sacred responsibility.

Parenthood.

(SIGHS)

To the guinea pig?

I've only just met him.

I know.

But he'll be back.

(PHONE MESSAGE TONE CHIMES)

(SIGHS)

You are controlling,
conniving and manipulative.

I'll take it that's a 'no'
on the Jam Pit, shall I?

You treat teamwork as some
sort of legalised theft.

I love our little pep talks, Mark.

Your people skills are
like that of a Russian tsar,

but without the caviar.

- Always good to see you. Bye-bye, girls.
- (SIGHS) But...

the Jam Pit does have potential.

I knew you'd come round.

Unrealised potential, but it's there.

Just like we have potential.

- Our potential?
- 'We' creates energy.

'We' creates ideas.

'We' should be business partners.

'Hilton Oliver' does have a ring to it.

Oliver Hilton.

Hilton & Olive.

- Olive Hill.
- Olive Hill.

You and me. A boutique agency.

No. You, me, and the girls.

We're a package.

The girls come first, but I am the
best business partner you will get.

All decisions are 50-50. Equal partners.

No dodgy decisions, no
railroading, no dodgy deals.

The Jam Pit can be our first client.

I don't know what to say.

Well, that's a first.

We'll take lots of photos.

(GROANS) No more slide
nights, please, Mum.

I'll try, my love. I'll try.

See you in a couple of months.

- (CAR STARTS)
- Bye!

She's quite something, my mother.

Uh-huh.

- Who wants some ice-cream?
- (GASPS)

- BOTH: Me!
- Come on. Come on.

In we go.

Okay. Out of the rain, let's go.

Hey. I got you something.

Zac, take your sister inside.

You need to go.

Oh, come on, man. I'm
sick over what happened.

Oh, good.

Maybe you'll remember that
next time you get pissed off.

Okay, you're not perfect either.

Oh, it's always someone
else, isn't it, Raf?

Me, Dad, your mate. Huh?

It's never about you and
your shitty choices, is it?

- I didn't mean to hurt her.
- I know.

I know you didn't.

You just don't have any self-control.

You can't come back here, Raf.

- Are you serious?
- Yeah.

Yeah, I can't have that around my kids.

Get yourself sorted out.

Until then...

you're not welcome.

(SOMBRE MUSIC)

(DOWNBEAT MUSIC)

LEWIS: Righto. We good?

I'm working through it, so...

I meant the cards.

(CLEARS THROAT AND SNIFFS)

Least your dad wasn't a bum.

He made something of himself.

Yeah, must be where I got my smarts.

Must be.

(PHONE RINGS)

Uh, I'm gonna have to take this.

Don't mind us.

Hey.

What do you need?

Well, I thought he had one.

No, if he needs a new car
seat, he needs a new car seat.

I'll drop the cash in
your account later tonight.

Okay. No worries. Bye.

It was, uh... old client's wife.

(CLEARS THROAT)

Helping her out, are you?

Yeah.

Her husband's in jail
and she's got a kid, so...

I like to keep an eye on him.

World needs more
community-minded peoples.

- There's nothing going on.
- The thought never crossed our mind.

But... if I'm going into
business with a person,

I would like to get
the bad news up-front.

All right.

You want to know?

Her husband's in jail because
I buggered up his case.

Is that why you stopped practising?

Yeah.

One family on my conscience is enough.

That's a pity, because I heard

the letter you wrote
for Justin's brother

had the ring of first-class
bastardry about it.

Easy come, easy go.

So, you guys want to
make this interesting?

-
Another break-up...

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