All language subtitles for The Heights s01e13.eng

VOICEOVER: Previously on The Heights...

We could do something
with an Aboriginal theme.

- I don't know much about it.
- Enough.

- She's my grandmother. I deserve to know!
- I said enough! Ow!

You could buy 100 shirts...

you're still never gonna
fit in with those people.

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

Yeah, we're just friends.

What, concert tickets,
loans, things from the shop?

Oh. Did you want some weed for Audrey?

Uh, no. I want to do this.

Home! Way better than
being at the hospital.

We bought all the newspapers, and
I polished your iPad with Windex

so it's all ready for Scrabble games.

And we bought you this poncho.

And it's really easy to put on.

- I'll look ridiculous.
- No, you won't. You'll look cool.

Pew, pew, pew! Go ahead! Make my day.

Want me to grab you something
to eat while I'm out, Dad?

Not hungry. Nice of Mich to be here too.

He's going to be here later.

Yeah, we'll see.

Uh, the nurse can't come until
tomorrow, but I'll be here today.

I don't want you fussing.

I'm not leaving you on your own.

I could look after him.

You are going to school.

Right now, actually. We're late.

Come on.

Can't I just stay home and help?

Listen to your mother!

Maybe later, OK?

Come on.

I'll be back soon, Dad.

Try not to break anything
else while I'm gone.

I think I'm getting sick.

- What with?
- Sore throat. Achey.

Need to stay home?

No. Just wanted some sympathy.

- Oh, shnookums.
- Mmm.

That'll do.

You look good.

Just a bit of lippy.

Trying to impress someone from work?

Oh, God, no.

It's more like stopping them
asking me why I look so tired.

It's like, "This is my normal face!"

Tired is my normal face.

Got you there.

You doing anything after school?

Told you, the art thingo with Mich.

Why? What are you doing?

After work? Nothing.

Might have a bath, read a book.

Cool.

- Can I use the bathroom now?
- Mm.

(PHONE RINGS)

Hey. It's a early morning call.

- Don't get TOO excited!
- Oh, no, I wouldn't. Wouldn't do that.

What if I told you Sabine is
going to be with Mich this arvo?

Well, that's very interesting.

You don't want to come to mine, do you?

Yeah, I... I'd, uh...
I'd... I'd love to.

I get off around 4:30.

I get off WORK around 4:30.

(CHUCKLES) That sounds great.

I'll, uh... look forward to it.

How are you feeling?

I'll be right.

Can we talk about how this happened?

Tripped and fell.

That's not what it was, Dad.

Mich wants to figure out who he is.

He's a Farrell. Pretty simple.

That's not what he's asking.

Well, he went about it the wrong way.

So which way is the right way?

Leave it, Leonie.

Mich is Aboriginal, but he
knows hardly anything about it.

Then why doesn't he ask his father?

And he might one day.

But he's obviously not ready.

Yeah, well, that makes two of us.

This is exactly what you did to
me whenever I asked about Mum.

And I put up with it.

But you know what?

I will not sit back and watch
you do this to my children.

I told you everything
you needed to know.

Which was nothing.

Whenever I asked about
her, you'd go silent.

There'd be days of sulking,

me wondering whether you were ever
going to start talking to me again.

I mean... you just erased her.

I will not have this
conversation with you again.

And there's the problem.

Let her go, please. She's dead.

Are you ashamed that she's Aboriginal?

Leave the past in the past.

That you have an Aboriginal
daughter? Aboriginal grandchildren?

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

Because you never told me!

Are you ashamed?

I am not ashamed of her.

Then why don't you ever
acknowledge who she was?

Because it killed her!

What are we doing today?

Court, funeral or woman?

I just like looking good.

Do you?

- (PHONE BUZZES)
- Oh. Um, hang on a sec.

Hello again.

Uh, need a favour.

Sorry to ask.

Think you could bring over
some of Audrey's medication?

- She's out.
- Yeah, sure.

Oh, and would you be able
to pick up some cookie dough?

She likes choc chip.

Um, she likes choc chip.

Yeah, I can do one better.
I can make them for you.

Really? Oh, that'd be lovely.

Thank you.

OK. See ya.

Uh, funeral.

My second cousin, on
my grandmother's side.

SABINE: Everyone else must
have their ideas by now.

MICH: So?

We need to think of something.

Dirt.

You know, I seriously worry
about your commitment, friendo.

- I'm committed.
- Not as committed as me.

I mean, I probably have the plague
and I'm still here, working on it.

You don't have the plague.

Swine flu, then.

What are you lot up to?

We've got an art assignment
about urban renewal

and we can't think of anything.

- Urban renewal?
- Yeah. Mich's great idea is dirt.

Mm! I like it. It's clever.

It is?

We all belong to her: Mother Earth.

Dirt. (CHUCKLES)

But some people think
the earth belongs to them.

You mean white people?

Not only white people, my girl.

Black people too.

Lots of different people.

They don't care about our sacred places.

They don't care what it means to us.

It's where our heart is, in the dirt.

Our people sing and dance on the dirt.

We learn from drawings in the dirt.

We can find food and
water by digging the dirt.

I think urban renewal means...
people have gotta be more mindful

of the place they live,

and the people who belong to that place.

Oh, things were different back
then, but your mother was tough...

more than anyone I knew,

to put up with all the
things she had to put up with.

And she still saw beauty in the world.

Still... still marvelled at it.

That was one of the things that...
that made me fall in love with her.

I didn't care that Nora was
Aboriginal. I didn't see that.

Look, everyone else might've.

I saw her for who she was.

If you loved her that much, why
have we never gone to visit her?

See her grave?

You look like her.

So in a way her memory never went away.

But you kept her memory
alive only for yourself.

Your mother died...
because I wasn't there.

If I was there, the nurses
would have given her a bed and...

... and the proper care she needed.

(TEARFULLY) She... she wouldn't
have been left for dead.

To give birth on the veranda.

They knew there were
complications but no-one cared!

One less black to worry about.

There.

- Now you have it. (SNIFFLES)
- (PHONE RINGS)

You better get that.

(PHONE CONTINUES RINGING, DOOR CLOSES)

Oh! You got enough food there?

I'm a growing boy.

Hey, give us a roll.

Nah. Why do you think
I'm eating out here, man?

- Got enough seagulls at home.
- (CHUCKLES)

Your new friends seem cool.

What do they do?

I honestly don't know.

Anyway, I'm kinda
taking a break from them.

How come?

Always end up with a hangover.

How's school going?

Your cousin's a bit terrifying.

- Laila?
- Yeah.

(LAUGHS) Yeah.

You know she gets away with it
because I sign her detention slips?

What?

Probably shouldn't have told you that.

No, probably not.

Here.

- Thanks.
- (DOOR ALERT BUZZES)

Hey, Mum.

- I know what you need.
- Yeah?

Someone with a good job,
as handsome as you are,

who lives in a good area. And tall.

No, I don't. I'm good.

You are catch! Why can't
you find someone nice?

I don't have time for this.
I'm gonna get ready for soccer.

I told you no more soccer!

Look at your face.

I'll be careful.

If you want to find a good boyfriend,

you need this handsome face.

SABINE: What're you doing?

There's this drink that Dad
makes every time we get sick.

- What's in it?
- Rat poo.

Well, as long as it's organic.

So, you reckon we can use what
Uncle Max said for our project?

'Cause it kind of felt like he
gave it to us, as a gift, right?

Why do we gotta do any of this anyway?

'Cause you haven't come to
the table with a better idea,

and you said you wanted to.

Yeah, but you already got
the stuff from the library,

so I had to go along with it, didn't I?

And it's annoying that
you're making me think

about all this stuff in the first place.

What's up? You've been
a sourpants for days.

My family's messed up.

What are you talking about?
Your mum and dad are great.

Pav's not my real dad.
You know that, right?

Yeah.

My real dad is Aboriginal
and he lives in Brisbane.

And he's got his own family now,

and I used to go and visit
him when I was younger, but...

... I don't do it anymore.

And the thing is, Mum's
mum is Aboriginal too,

so I get it from both sides.

I just look like this
weirdo between my parents.

You don't look like a weirdo.

And we don't talk about it
either, the fact that I'm black

and literally everybody
in my family looks white.

You know? It's this massive
unspoken thing in my house,

and it sucks.

- Come here.
- No. No, no, no, no, no.

Give me a hug!

Now I'VE got the plague.

You should go and talk to them.

No, it's alright.

Doesn't sound like it's right.

Seriously, what's the
worst that can happen?

They could yell at me.

I yell at you all the time.

Yeah, true.

(KNOCKS) Dad?

I think about her every day, you know.

I tried not to.

Especially after I married Mandy.

I imagined putting all of Nora
into a filing cabinet in my brain

and... and locking it up.

Every now and then the filing cabinet

would open of its own
accord, memories flying.

I'd chase the papers around in
my head and lock them away again.

I made what I thought was the best
choice for you in every moment.

I knew your life would be very
different if you grew up Aboriginal.

But I am Aboriginal.

Yeah, I... I know.
That's not what I meant.

I... I did what I thought was right.

I wanted to protect you.

All of a sudden on my
own with a... a newborn.

I saw how your mother was treated

and I dedicated myself to
taking you away from all that...

giving you the life I
thought she deserved.

IRIS: Jackie's son is
gay, I'm telling you.

Always off to watch the musicals.

No-one cares these days.

It's time he come out of the cupboard.

Condom. Who's the lucky lady?

No lady.

- Lucky man?
- No man, no lady.

You know any nice gay men?

Yeah, I know a few, actually.

Hmm. Good job?

Cops.

- How old?
- My age.

Too old.

Uh, for cookies.

Ladies don't want cookies.

Ladies want flowers.

Here. $15.

It's a 10% discount.
Just got them yesterday.

How about oyster?

They aphrodisiac, you know.

Uh, look, I... I'll
just go for the flowers.

- Thanks, Iris.
- OK. $38.

Uh... Oh, here you go.

- Thank you.
- Thanks. See ya.

- Bye.
- (DOOR ALERT BUZZES)

Alright, I'll be back later.

Are there no good men out there?

You should try Tinder.

- Is it like Twitter?
- No, it's a dating app.

- How does it work?
- I was joking.

- Tell me.
- Look, I can't do it. Only Sully can.

You heard him, he's busy.

I make better decision than him, anyway.

Help me do a Tinder for Sully.

I was kidding. I'm not doing that.

I'll pay you.

- Hey.
- Hey.

Mum...

I know I'm Aboriginal but
how come I don't... feel it?

I guess that's why I want
to know more about YOUR mum.

I grew up my whole life not knowing.

Didn't you want to know?

Yeah, I did, but whenever I
asked, we'd have the worst fights.

When I turned 18, I started
digging around off my own bat.

I hit a lot of brick walls,

but I guess what really stopped
me was your grandad's reaction.

When he found out I was
looking, he was hurt.

Took it as me questioning the
choices he'd made in bringing me up.

So in the end, I had a choice
between knowing about my past

or having a dad.

I chose my dad.

I should have been braver. Like you.

I'm not that brave.

Sit down. I've got
some things to tell you.

-
So carefree...

Hey. I'm just at your place.

Oh. Um, well, I... I've
just knocked so, uh...

(DOOR OPENS)

Yeah. I don't know.

She's just, um, answered
the door, actually.

Yeah, so I'm just going
to go and deal with this.

OK. Bye.

So you're dating my mother again.

- I wouldn't call it dating.
- Ew...

Well, technically I suppose
it's dating but, you know...

Please, spare me the details.

OK, fine.

Oh, cookies? Yum!

If you wanna get in my good books...

Uh, no, you can't...
You don't want that.

- Serious?
- No, come on.

- Really. Seriously.
- Give me a cookie, you weirdo.

OK, so, they're not... they're
not really regular cookies.

Look, they have... they
have cannabis in them.

I am learning so much
about my mother today.

No, they're not for your mum.

They're for someone
suffering from arthritis.

A likely story.

Marijuana has been used to treat
arthritis for like 4,000 years.

In ancient China, they
used it as an anaesthetic.

- _
- In fact... Are you OK?

I'm not crying. I have a cold.

Oh. Do you have any garlic or ginger?

I'll make you this killer witches' brew

that'll knock that cold
right out of existence.

Mich already made it for me. Disgusting.

I'm sorry, everything you're
saying is heaps interesting.

I'm just having boyfriend
issues right now.

- _
- Oh, I'm sorry.

I told him I'm sick, and now
he's not coming over anymore.

Oh. Maybe he doesn't
want to get sick as well.

He's my boyfriend.

Shouldn't he be here, looking after me?

Making me witches' brew?

I mean, I don't wanna feel
like he only comes over for...

Never mind.

Did you tell him how you feel?

No. I said, "OK."

Oh, well, you see, right there,

that's the Men Are From Mars,
Women Are From Venus thing.

You're too young for that
reference, aren't you?

OK. Um, men suck,
basically. We are clueless.

Unless you spell everything out for us,

we just do not have any
idea what is going on.

But why should that be on me?

Well, it shouldn't, I agree.

But I'm telling you, unless
you spell it out for him,

he will be clueless.

Men suck.

Come on, man, put all those banh
mis you smashed into good use!

I am, man!

All those late nights,
you've lost your form, bro!

Get him, Ashram, get him.

Fraser, get open. Fraser!

Kam's behind you. Kam's behind you.

Go, Kam!

- (WHISTLE BLOWS)
- What?!

That's a goal, right?

Good game, buddy.

Fraser, thanks for filling in.

- That was close.
- Yeah, but we smashed them.

Yeah, but we wouldn't have
if we didn't have a full team.

What are you guys up
to now? Post-match beer?

I'm underage and drinking's
against my religion.

A simple no would've done, bro.

Langham FC is having an
open training session.

- We're gonna go have a look.
- Yeah? Awesome.

I'll come.

We're playing Hawthorne next week.

Getting some pro tips.

Well, thanks again.

- I'll catch you tomorrow at school?
- Sure.

See ya later. Boys. Boys!

(SPORT PLAYS ON TV)

- Hey, Grandad.
- Holding the man!

Get your hands off him, bloody mongrel!

Oh! Kick it to Turner!

Ugh! There's no-one on him!

- (GROANS)
- Oh, useless!

Even you could have
marked that, Grandad.

Yeah, even with a broken arm.

- (DOOR CLOSES)
- Sorry, sorry, sorry.

We had two strokes and
a motorbike accident

in the space of about 20 minutes.

It's fine, Mother.

We've just been hanging
out, eating cookies.

Pav even gave me some
Ayahuasca to wash it down with.

Your daughter's quite the comedian.

Your face!

Although I'm impressed you're
so into alternative medicine.

Yeah, well, don't get any ideas.

Hey, Dane's taking me
for a trip to the chemist

for some Western medicine.

That cool?

Mmm. As long you're home by 8:30.

- Si?
- Capiche.

Remember what we talked about?

Men are clueless. Yep.

- May I ask what that was about?
- No, you may not.

- Rule number one...
- No talking about kids.

- Mm-hm.
- Right. Mm-hm.

- But she's not pregnant?
- No, no.

Because that's something...

You'd say something, right,

if there was something
I really needed to know?

Sure.

Oh she did mention something about
joining the Church of Scientology.

- I don't know.
- (LAUGHS)

Because it's a possibility now, right?

And... and she was feeling sick.

With a cold.

- And she knows about us now.
- Yeah.

- (LAUGHS)
- (LAUGHS)

We don't have to do this, you know.

- Oh, yeah, no, I want to.
- Oh, you're good?

Yeah. Uh, let me get my
sexy face on. Hang on.

Oh, that's a sexy... See,
that's gonna drive me crazy.

(LAUGHS)

- (PHONE BUZZES)
- Oh, hang on. Sorry.

I just... I just have to take that.

Hello? Hey, Leonie.

Yeah.

Oh, no, that's cool.

Yeah, no, of course.

OK. Alright.

See you. Bye.

You gotta go?

Uh, yeah. Kat's on a play date.

She needs a lift home.

- Leonie's got...
- Got a lot on her plate.

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

So... see you soon?

Just, uh, make sure you
bring that sexy face.

- Yeah, that's the one.
- (LAUGHS)

Keeps me up at night.

- Right, see ya.
- See ya.

(SIGHS)

Right, now we need
to upload some photos.

How about this?

Not a baby photo, no.

This? He looks strong and serious.

Constipated.

I like it.

Hey, do you have one of these?

I'm 16.

Then how do you know about it?

I'm 16.

Alright.

OK, so now we need stuff in his profile.

We'll start with dislikes.

Dislikes?

Octopus.

Celery.

New car smell.

OK, back to likes.

Um, what does he do for fun?

Go to the aquarium.

When was the last time
he went to an aquarium?

We went all the time when he was little.

We'd yell at the octopus.

OK. Um... what does Sully
do on a regular basis?

Reading.

Soccer.

Um, and podcasts.

- There you go. That's a start.
- Yeah.

(DOOR OPENS)

- How's Grandad?
- In his room, reading.

- Hey.
- Hey. You just missed Mich.

You guys eaten?

No.

- Is that... ?
- Arancini.

Oh, I could cry.

It's just from my freezer.

That magical place.

- You staying?
- Oh, yeah, sure.

I am now. What's the occasion?

It was a day.

Oh. Good or bad?

Monumental.

(TV PLAYS)

Where's Pav?

He was only here to
drop off the cookies.

Bull. You guys are totally dating.

We are not.

He said you were.

- Did he?
- There.

You love him.

I barely know the guy.

You looooove him.

(LAUGHS) Shut up or I'll
tell you who got eliminated.

What? You hate-watched without me?

No, I wouldn't dare.

I like him. He's cool.

Fast asleep.

- Mind tucking Kat in as well?
- (LAUGHS)

That's pretty funny.

He's a grumpy old bastard, isn't he?

God.

He's... of that generation.

The Aussie bloke, always putting
on his emotional raincoat.

Yeah. Well, massive
deal, him telling you.

God, I remember all those
fights you guys had. Jeez.

Didn't feel good, prising
him open like that.

How'd Mich take it?

Uh, he was quiet, but at the same time

I think he was relieved
to have some answers.

Headstrong little bugger.

Thank you. For being here.

Oh, it's alright. I don't
have a life, remember?

No, for always being here.

Dad's hero.

Rescuing the ruined woman
pregnant with another man's child.

Oh, please. I was
madly in love with you.

You could have been
pregnant with septuplets,

you wouldn't have put me off.

Octuplets is where I
draw the line, of course.

- (LAUGHS)
- It wasn't that funny.

No, no, remember when he was born?

And we didn't tell the
doctors he wasn't yours?

(BOTH LAUGH)

Oh, yes, I was acting all surprised.

Like, "He's the wrong colour.
What the hell's going on here?"

God, I was so angry at you.

Taking this beautiful moment

and turning it into a
Jerry Springer special.

I spoil the moment. That's my specialty.

Yeah, silly bugger.

But we're lucky, aren't we?

That it all worked out.

- Sort of.
- Yeah, yeah, we are.

We are lucky, I reckon.

Well, I gotta go.

That wine went right to my head.

I'll always be here.
You know that, don't you?

- Yeah.
-
In the walls, in the ceiling

Hey, what does this mean?

Oh, you got a match.

What do I do now?

You respond.

Are we not going to talk about, um...

You want to see it again?

I want to see it with you.

Oh.

Does that sound like someone
who's in love with someone?

You really don't
understand women, do you?

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