All language subtitles for House Husbands s02e04.eng

Stay loose, Tilly.

It's important to get a good start.

And when you're running,
never look sideways or behind you.

What did I just say?

Can I have pancakes now?

Give her a break, Dad.

It's an infant school sports
carnival, not the Olympics.

Didn't you move out?

Our aircon broke,
so our place is an oven.

Well, as long as you can still enjoy
the facilities here.

What's he doing here?

Open the door and find out.

He's come round the back.

You put a sign on the front door saying,
"Baby sleeping, come round back."

Open the door.
He's a good friend of mine.

Since when?

Since I was five.

Open the door, please.

Hey.

Hey, how are you?

Hey, Lewis.
Hey, mate.

Sorry, mate. Didn't see you there.

Uh, again,
I'm sorry to just rock up like this,

but I got a phone call from Mum
this morning.

Apparently, she and your dad
have got themselves into a bit of a situation.

What sort of a situation?

Well, they were enjoying themselves
on a Tongan beach, as you do,

and apparently they were
overtaken by a sudden urge

to take all their clothes off.

Yes, and there's more.

Apparently there was a secondary,
follow-up urge to...

right there on the sand.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

I know. I'm sorry.

The thing is, while they were
distracted, as it were...

somebody stole their bags.

That means passports, money,
and, of course, clothes.

What?
I know.

Well, where are they now?

Where do you think?
Hiding in their hotel room.

But mum said there's a copy
of your dad's passport and bank details back at his place.

You... couldn't give us a hand,
could you?

I'll get Dad's keys.

That's my number, that's Gemma's,
that's the home number.

So if they get into
any more situations,

you save yourself the trip.

Well.

It's all good news.
Really?

Based on your blood work, I can't
see any medical reason whatsoever

stopping you from falling pregnant.

Terrific.

Three to six months is standard.

There's no need to
hit the panic button yet.

Let's just see what happens.

"Let's just see what happens"?

If I can't identify the problem,
how am I supposed to fix it?

There's nothing to fix.

OK, back nice and straight.

That's it.

I'm not getting any younger, am I?

And neither are you.

She said not to
hit the panic button.

What's a panic button?

Oh, it's not a real button, darling,

it's just a button
that lives in Mummy's brain...

that allows her
to do amazing things.

Like... getting all those statues.
Yeah.

They're not statues,
they're trophies.

And I didn't get them, I won them.

Yay!

You might win some too if you do
your stretches before the carnival.

See, according to this, we've just
got to get back to basics.

Diet, exercise, less booze,
blah, blah.

Relax.
I am relaxed.

There's only one person in
this house who's not relaxed,

and it is not Poppy,
and it is not me.

I wasn't relaxed
when I conceived Poppy.

I was a resident,
doing 16-hour days, high on No-Doz.

Figure that one out
with your checklist.

OK, Poppy, if you can go
and get your hat, darling.

It's time to go.
Oh.

Thank you.
I can take her, it's no problem.

Maybe you're just too relaxed.

Did you ever think about that?
Sitting around on your bum all day.

Oh, really?

Maybe your swimmers
are just scratching their balls

on the starter blocks.

Hmm?

Pleasure.

If there's any way I can fix it...

Make sure you do.

We'll take care of it.

Was that Dennis Rhodes?
Yes. We're pitching for the account.

I want a shot at it.

You want a shot at RML?

I got a good team.

Dennis is a blocker.

You'll pitch the best idea
you've ever had to him,

he'll look at you
like you've farted.

I'd still like a go at it.

Go your hardest.
Will do.

My swimmers are off the blocks.

Sorry?

Nothing.

OK.

You got any female friends?

Yeah, a few.

Did you shag 'em?
Not all of them.

But you wanted to shag 'em,
didn't you?

Not all of them.
They're mates, mostly.

Is there a point to this?

Hey, I was listening to that.

You can't focus
with that racket in your ear.

First thing my old man taught me -

never let your apprentice
listen to the radio while he works.

No distractions.

Well, you're not my old man,
and I'm not your apprentice, am I?

You know what?

I think we're done for the day.

You kidding? We just started!
Yeah.

I've got something on.

What?
Just a thing.

We'll put in a big day tomorrow, OK?

Justin, Justin,
can you just take Jem for a sec?

What?
No, I've got a lecture to get to.

Just 10 minutes.

I don't have 10 minutes.

I've got a stud wall to finish,
a bath to rip out,

and I'm meant to be buying yellow
T-shirts for the sports carnival.

Tilda loves yellow.

I can get you yellow.

Please just take him. Please.

Thank you.

Hey.
Hey.

How you doing?
Good.

So, have you finished
your assignment yet?

Oh, no, I'll do it this afternoon.

Oh, well,
maybe we can do it together.

At your place?

Um... actually, that's a bad idea,
'cause Dad's really psycho.

Oh, that's cool. I like psycho.

And his wife's even worse.

They're like... Mormons.

Wow.
Yeah.

Aren't Mormons, like,
really quiet, though?

I think that's Quakers.

Oh.

OK, well...

I'll see you around.
Yes.

Sorry.

What are you doing here?

I'm volunteering to
help at the sports carnival.

You're volunteering to help out
at the kids' sports carnival?

Yes.

Don't you have work or something?

I've got a pretty relaxed morning.

Goes with my personality.

Was that supposed to be funny?

I'm relaxed.
How am I not relaxed?!

When is this meeting going to start?

Who is that?

That is your child's teacher.

Oh.

He's...

He's a surfer, a rock-climber,
a runner, and very...

OK.

Mr Tuck. I'm Poppy's mum, Abi.

I work full-time, so I haven't had
a chance to meet you,

but here I am, relaxing.

Kane tells me
you're a bit of a sports nut.

Oh, well, I haven't always been fit.

I used to drink too much
and smoke a pack a day.

Hypnotherapy changed my life.

Really?

So we should probably start talking race ratios
and time trials for this carnival, yeah?

Oh, well, the kids won't be
racing against each other.

They'll be
racing against their own times.

It's all about
encouraging self-acceptance.

I don't understand what that means.

Oh, as long as
they're trying their best,

it doesn't matter
if they win or lose.

Well... that's great...

if they end up
in a hippie commune,

but we're not just racing against ourselves
in the real world now, are we, Mr Tuck?

I think you might be a prime
candidate for our parents' race.

We let some of the more competitive
parents run it out of their system.

I'm not competitive.
Oh, no.

I'm relaxed.
She's not relaxed.

Have you ever considered
hypnotherapy?

I'm home.

Oh, love,
you've outdone yourself this time.

Lewis.

You a beef man?

Slow cooker, top of the range.

We just bought it.

I thought I'd repay you
for the pancakes with dinner.

Gemma's out in the garden,
getting me some coriander.

That's my apron.

Well, you don't mind sharing,
do you, mate?

Your friend's in our kitchen,
wearing my apron.

Well, you never wear it.

What's he doing here?

Oh, we found this purler
of a slow cooker.

It was 50% off, and it sears.

You went shopping together?

Yeah, we were just walking past,
on our way back from the bank.

I don't know,
one thing led to another,

and all of a sudden, there we were,
comparing models.

You know,
it could have happened to anyone.

No, no, see, that's the thing.

If Mark called me up and said,

"Come and give me a hand
to buy a slow cooker,"

I'd say, "Mark, buy your own bloody
slow cooker, you big girl."

Well, that's a bit sexist, darl.

A lot of men love a slow cook.

Gemma, if you can't see
that he's keen on you,

you're not paying attention.

Well, that is ridiculous. OK?

He's just come back from Singapore,
he's looking to reconnect.

Well, why can't
he reconnect somewhere else?

Hey. How's my coriander going?

Oh, it's coming.

Hey, Phoebe.

Hope you like casserole.
Yeah.

Does he live here now?

Behave.

Do you mind if I...

Oh. Yeah, it's got a lovely action.

David tells me you're the man
to bring this to the market.

Well, David speaks
very highly of you too.

I don't like marketers. Wankers.

But maybe you'll be different.

What am I supposed to do with this?

You put your hand up, you tell me.

It's a plastic container.
No, it's a new plastic container.

How is it a new plastic container?
It just came out.

But what makes it different to
any other that's on the market?

It's a new kind of plastic.
It's BPA, PVC and dioxin free.

I can work with that.

Which means it's not microwave-safe,
it's not dishwasher-safe,

it cracks when it's frozen,
it's not airtight, and biodegrades within six months.

It's useless.

You wanted a shot.

Hello?

Hey, how's your day?
Yeah, it's...

How's yours?
Inspired.

I'm taking the bull by the horns.

Am I the bull?

No.

Hypnotherapy is the bull,
and we are trying it.

You said you thought that was crap.

I never said that.
You called it "hocus pocus".

I'm evolving.

- Hello?
- Hey.

I'm out the back of your place.

You're where?!
I'm out the back. Come and say hi.

Um...

Hi.

What are you doing?
You can't be here.

What, you're going to make me
go home?

My family are mental.
They will kill you.

Do they have to know I'm here?

Wait... what are you doing?

Ryan.

Uh-uh.

No, no, no, no, no, put that back.

Yeah.
Ryan.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God. Ryan.

Do you want to die?

You're insane.

So, have you ever done
hypnotherapy before?

First time.
It's not really our thing.

It could be our thing.

It's been suggested that
I may have some trouble relaxing,

which may or may not be impacting on
my ability to conceive.

Yeah, Abi's a perfectionist.

She can often be
quite hard on herself.

And you?

Me?

No, I'm the opposite.

If anything, I'm too relaxed.

No, I meant Abi's perfectionism -
is that hard for you?

No, that's not what I meant.

I just meant that, you know,
she likes to control things,

all the time.

Not all the time.

Well, hypnotherapy
can't directly affect fertility,

but learning to relax has been
linked to positive outcomes.

Good.
Great.

So, shall we get started?
Yep.

OK, I'm going to get you to lie
back for me and close your eyes.

Yep.

And we're breathing in... deeply.

And out.

I can't believe
you climbed my balcony.

Oh, yeah, no,
I'm totally into Parkour, so...

So... what do Mormons do?

What?
Are you a Mormon too?

Oh, no, that's just Dad and Gemma.

I'm normal.

That's good to know.

You've got a twig in your hair.

It's just...

Yeah, it's intentional.

Hi.

Dinner's nearly ready.

Great. I'll be down soon.

And there's plenty there if your
third leg would like some too.

Oh, that? It's Ryan.

Hello, Ryan.

Hello.

We're just doing our assignments.

Well, just
so your dad doesn't lose his nana,

maybe just steer clear of the bed?

Please? OK?

Not under it.

And not on it.

Just steer clear of it.

Yeah.
Yeah. Yep.

I have great respect for Mormons.

Oh.

Well, me too.

They're not really Mormons,
are they?

Phoebe's friend Ryan
might join us for dinner.

Where'd he come from?

From TAFE.

They're upstairs,
finishing an assignment.

With the door open.

Were you in the pool all day?
No.

I used the washing machine,
and the dryer,

and I stole some bowls because
cereal doesn't work on plates.

Might have a shower.

The concierge will let you know
when dinner's served.

Ryan and I are gonna have
a quick dip before dinner.

Mmm!
Smells delicious, Mrs Crabb.

Call me Gemma.

And I'm not the chef.

Well, it smells delicious, Mr Crabb.

Oh, he's not...
I'm not Mr Crabb.

I'm Mr Crabb.

Oh... I just assumed that it was...

Sorry.

Is he wearing my board shorts?

Tell you what, Lewis,
I don't envy you, mate.

Three daughters.

How good is hypnotherapy?

Yeah, it's great.

How much do you think it cost?

Don't know.

Think she'll have to bill.
Mmm.

I feel really relaxed.

Yeah, me too.

Came up with some great ideas
for the container campaign.

I should probably get those down
before I forget them.

You were thinking about work
during the hypnosis?

Oh, a little bit.

You were fake relaxing.

You're the one
who tells me I'm too relaxed.

You're not taking this seriously.

Like, I know I'm being a bit
intense, but I really want this,

and I feel like
it's never going to happen.

I am taking it seriously.

I've got work to do.

I thought the hypnotherapist said
you shouldn't check that stick every five minutes.

Really?

Are we celebrating?
Yes.

What are you doing?

He wants to stay for dinner.

Who?
Ryan.

Dad's in one of his moods.
Good luck.

He doesn't know about Jem.

How could he not know about Jem?

You take him to TAFE
nearly every day.

I...may have pretended
that he wasn't mine.

Phoebe!

Look, this is the first guy that's shown
any interest in me for, like, 12 months.

And I really like him.

He finds out that I'm a mum and I've been
lying about Jem, he'll think I'm a nutcase.

You ARE a nutcase.

Can you close the door?

Oh, Gemma, quick favour.

Um, Lucy's going to pretend that
Jem's her kid, because I haven't told Ryan that I've got a kid.

Um...
Oh, sorry, I'll let you get dressed.

She's fine with that.

So if you could just go along
with it and distract Dad,

that would be awesome.

I'm hungry.

Yeah, I know.

I'm hungry too, sweetie.

We're all hungry.

That's the problem with these slow
cookers, they cook very slowly.

Oh, could I have a top-up,
please, darl?

Two, if you don't mind,
thanks, mate.

I'll make you something, Tilly.

Hey, you know what
I did find the other day?

- Polaroids of us as teenagers.
- Oh.

I'd forgotten how committed
you were to that perm.

I had it once.
Twice.

So I could look like you.
Oh, thanks very much.

Oh!

Just giving my baby a bottle.

I'll get it.

Hey.
Ooh, hi.

Uh, Phoebe said I can borrow one of
Tilda's T-shirts for the sports day?

Apparently she's got
a lot of yellow.

G'day, mate.
Hey.

Staying for dinner?
Nah, mate, I can't.

Nic's...
Oh, good. That's settled, then.

What's...?
Be good if you stayed.

He's even weirder than normal today.

Oh, I shouldn't, but I will.

Hey.
Hi, Justin.

This is my friend, Damo.
This is Justin.

Justin, g'day.
G'day.

Huge fan, mate.
Oh, thanks, mate.

It's a real pleasure.

So now we all got a friend.
Isn't this cosy?

Something smells good.

Thanks.
Thanks.

Have a beer, mate?
Cheers.

Have a beer, Damo.
No, I'd prefer the...

Oh! Oh, hello.

It's partying without me,
look at that.

Cheers.

Cheers.

What?

Hey, isn't that Justin's baby?

Oh, yeah, that's Lucy.
Justin's girlfriend.

No, actually...

Ex. They broke up. Yeah.
It was sad.

Cool.
So, he's looking pretty tired.

Yeah, he is, isn't he?

So he's had his bottle,
now it's time be wrapped.

Lullaby... bed?

Well, yes, that's the routine.

Justin! How are you, mate?

Hey! What is...?
How do you know him?

Oh, he doesn't, really.
Oh, yeah, from TAFE.

Oh.

Yeah, I've gone back to school.

TAFE, actually.
Yeah, I want to do carpentry.

Carpentry?
Yeah.

Why didn't you tell me?
I just did.

Why do you need to go to school?

You don't learn a trade
staring at a blackboard.

See, this is exactly
why I didn't tell you.

Well, I can teach you.
I don't want to be your apprentice.

I'm open to learn stuff, mate,
but...

Yeah, yeah.

My dad wanted me
to work for him too.

I'm not his dad.
He's not my dad.

Oh, oh, sorry. I just thought...

Yeah, sorry.
It's OK.

The dinner is ready.

Good.

Honestly, I don't think
you can overestimate

the subtlety of coriander.

It's complex, and yet versatile.
Mmm.

So, Ryan.

Tell us
about your friendship with Phoebe.

OK.

I don't really know what to say.

Well, you are just friends, right?
Lewis.

Let him answer the question.

Don't worry.

It's Lewis's job to scare the
crap out of all the young blokes

hanging round his daughters.

Do you remember your dad
when I used to pop over?

Yeah, and we weren't even going out.

Well, it is possible for men and
women to be friends, isn't it, Dad?

Thank you.
That's where you're wrong.

Can't boys and girls be friends?

No.
Top parenting, darl.

Why not, Dad?

'Cause stuff gets in the way.

What stuff?

Yes, Lewis. What stuff?

Stuff I'll tell you about
when you're 35.

Your dad's wrong, Til.

Actually, I think Dad's right.

Unless there's,
like, zero attraction,

or the guy or the girl
bats the other side.

That's different.

But when two people are in a relationship,
the rules change, don't they?

Well, yeah.

I mean,
if they had a baby, like you guys.

What?

I mean, well, they would have had to
be more than friends at some stage

to have had Jem.

You are just a few bricks short of
a barbie, aren't you? Fair dinkum.

Dad!
Lewis.

No, no, no.
I'm sick of minding me Ps and Qs.

This is my house.

Not Captain Lunchcutters over here.

Slow cooking with my wife.

You sly son of a...

Stop it.
Come on, mate.

Hey, never mind "Come on, mate."

What about you?

Thinking you can learn more

from some clown
standing in front of a blackboard,

than a bloke that's been
on a building site for 30 years.

OK.
You know what?

Let's just call it a night,
everyone.

I'm so sorry.

Wait a minute.

What are you apologising to him for?

He's an idiot.

He thinks Gemma's
married to MasterChef here.

He think I'm Justin's old man.

And he hasn't even worked out
that Jem's your baby.

I mean...

Oh, Phoebe.

Tell you what, this couch is much
more comfortable than it looks.

You're supposed to be
the grown-up, Dad.

I'm the one that's meant to get drunk
and make a dick out of myself, not you.

Well, that boy was going to find out
sooner or later.

And it was your place to tell him?

You got nothing to be ashamed of,
Phoebe.

Couldn't you just let me pretend?

I just wanted to be a normal girl...
for one night.

Just one.

Well-handled. Again.

I mean, honestly,

sometimes I could just
smash him in the head.

What sort of example is that
to set our girls?

It's crap.

Men and women
can totally be friends,

as long as one or both of them
are in a committed relationship.

What?

Well, it's a complicated question.

Some men and women can be friends
and others just can't.

What, like stupid people?

Yes.

And tired people.

Drunk people.

Confused people.

But that's just about everyone.

Catch them at the right moment.

What's going on with you?

Nothing, why?

Something's different.

You're pregnant.

A little bit.

Shh.

Oh!

Yes.

OK.

Ooh!

Je...

Oh!
What happened?

Oh! That just... fell on me.

How?

I was just kind of
doing two things at once.

What, hammering and...?

I was dancing.

Ah... don't, please.

Well, I thought Lewis
was coming over to help you.

Yeah, well, he didn't.

What's going on there?
What?

Well, when he's around,
you tell him to go away,

and then when he's not here,
you want him around.

It's him, not me.

You're as bad as each other.

You're like two peas
in a stupid man-pod.

Call him.

- G'day.
- G'day.

Hey, you wouldn't mind popping over
and giving me a hand, would you?

I can't, I'm busy.

Where are you?

Not in a good place.

So, do we want a six,
seven or eight-litre?

Oh, it was a big one.

Alright.

Did it have touchpad control,

non-stick ceramic removable
cooking pot?

Wow.
Rubber feet and automatic warm.

It was a silver one.

OK...

What happened to you?

Nothing.

Why are you limping?
I'm not limping.

What about this?

The 'Cook Me Tender'.

Sounds like Damo.

Bloody hell.

Just ring the doorbell.
No, wait. Wait.

What am I meant to say?

Why is everybody so obsessed with
apologies these days, anyway?

I know.

Like Nicola reckons
I should be apologising to you.

What for?
You know.

Not telling you about TAFE,

not appreciating you,
or something stupid.

Cut it out, mate.
It's not a problem.

It was last night.
I was drunk.

Ah.

You know what?

I reckon you don't want to
overtalk these things.

Let's just go.

Done.

Hey.

It's me.

Hey, I'm already home.

That's right.

I'm in the backyard,
my feet are up and I'm relaxing.

I'm breathing in and out,

and if I were any more relaxed,
I would be in a coma.

Anyway, I just wanted to ring you and
wish you luck for your big pitch.

I love you. Bye.

Have you even moved?
Yeah.

I bought you chicken and some salad
from that overpriced joint you love.

Oh, you seriously think
that's going to cut it?

Yeah, I was out of line.

I went round to Damo's,
bought him a new slow cooker.

What'd he say?

Well, I just left it there.

It was a better model.

Might actually work this time.

OK.

So, our container is
meant for storing food,

but it's non-microwave-safe,

it is non-dishwasher-safe,
it cracks when frozen,

it's not airtight, and
it's biodegradable, i.e. it rots.

But... it is environmentally
friendly and kid-safe.

And it reminds me of a container
that my granny used to have.

Now I'd like to show you
a few products.

Vinyl records.

Vintage prams.

Pretend antique-radio iPod docks.

Fixed wheel bicycles.

'60s Danish furniture.

Expensive, retro, impractical.

The hipsters.
Wham.

I suggest we call our container
something like...

We give it a '60s theme,

so it doesn't clash
with their Danish furniture.

The hipster container.

And we charge
just that little bit more.

I killed it!

They love me. David was blown away.

Abi?

I bought some non-alcoholic cider,
thought we could celebrate.

Why didn't you call me?

You had your big pitch.

It's really not a big deal.

Really.

If I hadn't been weeing on a stick
every five minutes,

I wouldn't have even known.

It's so common, this early on.

I know I said it wasn't a big deal.

It is a big deal.

I did everything right.

I was relaxed.

I took breaks.

No double shifts.

And I know it's not my fault.
It just...

Hurts?

Do you know what you should do?

You should take the day off.

And eat a lot of chocolate.

I want to go to the sports carnival,
though.

Oh.

Go, Macarthur!

Go, Macarthur!

Go, Macarthur!

Yay!

Look at you.

Hey, Phebes, wait up.

Hey.
Hey.

You weren't here yesterday.
Everything alright?

Yeah, everything's fine.
OK.

Did you take notes for me?
Maybe.

Um...

I really like you, Phoebe.

You know, you're funny and smart.

And hot.

I really like you too.

But I'm not ready...

I'm not ready for this, you know?

Yeah, you don't have to explain.

It's fine.

OK, well, we can still be friends.

Yeah, of course. Yeah.

Cool.

Come on, Zac, lift your legs.

Oh, come on, come on.
It's alright, it's alright.

Let's go, let's go, let's go
Yeah, good time, good time.

Nice work, nice work.

Having a hula, everybody hula.

Swingin' the hips around has gotta
be the trick to it, hasn't it?

That's it.

Oh, very nice.

Nice, nice, nice.

Here we go. On your marks, go!

Come on! Oh, we're off.

Go, go, go, go, go.

Is there any point to this exercise?

Well, just so you know, I'm going
for a drink with Damo after this,

to apologise for you.

I really wanted you to be
a part of this friendship, you know?

Apparently that's too much
for your tiny brain to take.

So that is fine,
I will just see him by myself.

Oh, no.

What?

Abi told me yesterday
that she was pregnant.

Hey.
Hey.

You alright?
No.

Oh, I'm sorry.
I know.

Come on, Stella!
Come on, Stella!

Go, Stella!
Go, Stella!

Go! Go, Stell!

That's it, go! Go!

Go! Go!

Yeah!
How was TAFE?

It was great.

Phoebe. I'm so proud of you.

I hate seeing you
feeling like you gotta hide stuff.

Don't worry.

Romeo might surprise you.

He dumped me.

Said he just wants to be friends.

Well...

There'll be plenty more, I promise.

Phoebe!

Did you see me
in the three-legged race?

Yeah, I did. You whipped 'em.

No, no.

We only race against ourselves,
and we beat our personal best.

High five. Yeah.

OK, boys and girls,

the parent-teacher race
is about to start.

Hey, look at Usain Kane over here.

Ready to eat dust, old man?

I'm not running.
What?

Why not?

Got my work boots on.

And even if I was running, wouldn't
be worried about you, Limpy.

All racers to the starting line,
please.

Oh, Stell, Stell,
where's Poppy's mum?

Abigail Albert.

Could you please make your way
to the starting line?

You are the nominated parent
for Macarthur House.

No.

I want to run.

Abigail Albert,
please come to the marshalling area.

You don't mind, do you, Abi?
Sure.

I want to whip Justin.

Thank you.

It's the old switcheroo, folks.

I'm the ring-in for Macarthur House.

Ah.

Look who it is.

Couldn't help yourself.

On your marks.

I have to admit,
I'm going to enjoy beating you.

Thought you were injured.

Injuries don't faze me.

No heroes today, OK, fellas?

No.
'Course not.

There can be only one.

On your marks.

Get set.

- Come on!
- Go, Lewis, go!

Come on!

What was that?!
Oh!

Yes!

What a tool.

Yeah, he's got issues.

Thank you.

Hmm.

It's a bit fancy.

Too fancy?

Well... I'm a bit underdressed.

You look great.

So, um... how are things with Lewis?

Oh.

Sorry.

I thought after the other night,

things might have been
a bit... you know.

A bit what?

Oh, just...

Nothing.

Forget it. Forget I mentioned it.

I, um...

Uh...

I think I'm in love with you, Gemma.

Gemma.

Gemma, please, come on.

Just say something.

I know, alright? I get it.

You're happily married. I just...

I just had to tell you.

Why?

Why?!

Because...

Look,
it doesn't have to change anything.

It does, you idiot.

It changes everything.

And now we can't be friends.

And the Nepean South Primary School
Sports Carnival

Certificate of Participation
goes to Poppy Oliver.

Yay!
I'll drink to that.

Well, I didn't beat
my personal best

in the sack race or the skipping,

but I'm going to try really hard
next time.

I am so glad you're mine,
Poppy Oliver.

Ah. That was a nice kiss.

Hey, pumpkin.

Hey. How was that drink
I'm totally fine with?

It was good.

What was that for?

It was for you.

For today, with Abi,
at the carnival.

Yeah, well, she's a friend of mine.

No.

What about...?

It's my go.
Hey.

It's my... It's my go!

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