All language subtitles for Lunatics.S01E05.WEBRip.x264-ION10

Here we go.

All right, gonna hide these.
Close your eyes.

Close your-- Actual close your eyes.

Don't look.

The Frothers and I

have heaps good activities
that we do together.

Don't look!

We call our activities "lit-tivities"
'cause they're "lit activities."

Yeah.

The chocolate hunt is the best lit-tivity.

I get Ferrero Rocher chocolates
and hide them.

And then, when I say,
these cunts go find them.

You need to give me
a 45-second head start.

Because I'm fatter.
But count actual 45 seconds.

Don't do fake seconds.

Ready? Count. Go.

One, two, three,

four, five...

The chocolate hunt is one
that I'm hell good at, I find.

...forty-five.

-Give us one.
-What? No.

-Come on, give us--
-Go find them.

There's some still out there.

-Come on.
-I think they're all gone.

-Give us one.
-No, I can't.

-Come on!
-No, I can't.

No, I can't.

You can't keep them all for yourself.

I found them, I'm keeping them.

Come here, you little cunt.

Come here, you fucking cunt.

Okay.

-Give me this, fucking--
-Okay.

Seriously!

It's my game. Play by my rules.

You know them guinea pigs
that we released?

Well, guess what.

You tell them.

Oh, they've survived in the wild,
and now they're breeding.

Yeah.

They've been fucking each other,
and have had six babies.

We saw them through the binoculars.

Sixteen-- There's 17 all up, 17 of them!

I think there's 20.

If they breed this fast,
there's gonna be hundreds of them soon.

Yeah, lit!

I can't wait to shoot them.

Shooting guinea pigs gives me life.

Boys?

Boys, come here, please, loves.

Now, you know I've got
the Historical Society people

coming to have a look around today.

So, I want you to help me
make this look all nice and tidy.

Why, though?

-Why, Mommy?
-Because they're important people.

-Why, though?
-And I want to impress them.

Mommy, answer your son. Why?

-But, Mommy...
-Yes?

Should we clean The D, my piggy?

Okay, you can hose him down,
if you like, loves.

-And, Dylan...
-Okay.

Yes?

Please tell Gavin, no rude words
while my important guests are here.

Okay, but why the fu...?

Yes.

Those words, sweetheart.

Nicely handled, there, Gavin.
You stopped yourself, didn't you?

Special delivery. Master Gavin.

Oh, fuck! It's the secret stuff!

-Come on.
-It's here already!

Piggies, come on.

Why, there's heaps of it!

Thanks.

What's all this stuff, Gavin?

Shit I ordered online.

With whose money?

My mom's PalPay.

She knows about it.
Ask her if you don't believe me.

The best lit-tivities need shit to do 'em.

Me and the Frothers have got
dickloads of ideas for lit-tivities.

Shit's about to get real.

Oh, the drone!

What the fuck is this?

You're a weird cunt.

No, I'm more like a genius cunt.

It's my dad's video.

Why does the sun go on shining?

Why does the sea rush to shore?

Don't they know it's the end of the world

'Cause you don't love me anymore

Why do the birds go on singing?

Why do the stars...

Joyce!

Joyce?

-Come and give me a hand, please.
-Yes.

Oh, stop looking at me,
you seed-eating beak-face drongos.

You're not fooling anyone!

So we've been busy bees all day today,
helping Joyce get ready for the museum.

She got a phone call from a man yesterday,

saying her landlord
hadn't been paid rent in three months.

Why wouldn't you pay rent, Joyce?

My dishwasher is on the blink and he
will not fix it. No dishwasher, no rent.

Anyway, he's threatened her with eviction.

He's not going to evict me.

I've got too much stuff.
I'm not going anywhere.

Well, then, hon,
you need to keep up with your rent.

Her father used to take care of this.

I think the birds
have obviously been flying around,

telling people God-knows-what about me,

and word's got back
to this landlord deadshit.

-I don't think it was the birds, love.
-Oh, shush!

Get up and dance, you stupid lady

-Maybe you should shush your tush.
-This is serious!

-Shush it, Rhonda.
-Joycie, come on.

I fucking love this song.

You don't get to the gym much,
do you, mate?

No, not really, man.

It's a good look, mate. You're killing it.

Yeah, cheers.

You know who's fucking raking it in
these days?

-Who's that?
-Banksy, the artist.

-Oh yeah?
-Fucking he's killing it, dude.

He'll make, like, a sculpture,
or, like, some piece of shit,

sticks it on the side of the road
in, like, London or some shit.

Once it's in the gallery, people pay,
like, fucking 80 grand, or some shit.

Yeah, yeah.

-Fucking raking it in, dude.
-Crazy, isn't it?

I was talking to my mate.

You know I'm doing that
Asian fusion nightclub restaurant.

-Yeah.
-That gluten-free place.

Well, we reckon we get a bunch of Banksys

and, like, line the walls of the venue.

Just, everywhere you look, there's
like rat stencils and shit on the wall.

I'd get the cheap stuff, obviously.

Yeah, that's, like, the theme.

-That's cool.
-Yeah.

We'd have security on those things.

People might chip it off the walls
and stuff.

Isn't that your dad's car over there?

Yeah, Dad's coming to do the evaluation
on these places.

-See how much these puppies are worth.
-Righto.

So, Dad, this is gonna be like
the conversation pit area.

It's got a sunken lounge kinda thing.

So, you'll be sitting here, right?

And you know those fish that, like,
chow down on your feet?

So, there'll be this, like, tank here.

-So, you come home, put that.
-That'd be great.

Like, chewing on your feet,
cleaning your feet and shit.

Good for the Chinese owner-occupier
and shit.

And this one's gonna have this drawer.

It's like a fridge drawer
that you pull out.

So, you'd be watching TV,
grab a beer, straight into the mouth,

without even taking your eyes off the TV.

-Fantastic.
-It's gonna be sick.

-Perfect.
-There's also clap-activated shit.

So you just like clap your hands--
Lights are clapped.

Luke, what is it? Two claps for heating.

And three claps for cameras.

-You've got cameras up here, here.
-Fantastic.

And actually,
I think there's one there, too.

And it's gonna track your face
so it knows who you are.

And it just, like, tracks you.

And then you've got this app on your phone
and you can see your face.

Oh, dude, Unit Two...

This is the idea for Unit Two.
I'm gonna have this, like--

-Just... Excuse me.
-What?

This is all high-end,
and beautiful features stuff

that you've got going here.

-Yeah.
-But we're not in a very good area here.

And I don't think
they're gonna sell in a hurry, mate.

-So...
-What do you mean, it's not a good area?

Well, it's not a very good area.

Well, it's a shitty area now,
but it's pre-gentrification.

Like, these apartments will be expeno.
But people will pay it.

I guarantee it, once they see the pics.

So, how quick
do you think they're gonna sell, mate?

-Well, ask this dickhead.
-Yeah.

-What's he--
-I'm out, you know?

I came here to speak to you, Brian.

-He's not put any money in the account.
-Yeah.

And I can't finish the job.

-Can't do it for nothing.
-Why are you showing off

because my dad's here?

-Look at my bill.
-What's the main problem?

-What's the main problem?
-Shush, mate, shush.

No one want to hear from you right now.

-Fuck sake.
-Did you have to put any extra into this?

Yeah.

-How much?
-Mills. In the mills.

"In the mills." Low?

Mids.

That's not good, mate.

Anyway, it's all good, Dad. It's all good.

It's not good, Quentin.

It is.

Please go faster, darling.

We've got a bit of traffic
coming up ahead.

God.

Move, please!

We are in a hurry. It's an emergency.

Don't you know who I am?

Every now and then,
I have a client that needs me urgently.

Can't you see my lights? Hurry up.

They're upset.

The pet is in some sort of
psychological trauma.

And I need to get there fast.

You can book in to see the wedding
planner another time.

I know, but he took time off for this.

Quite frankly, darling,
your job is more important than weddings.

Okay?

-Don't forget it.
-Yeah, you're right.

Can't you mount the footpath
and go up around him?

Go up there!

Okay, where is he?

Meatloaf's just over here.
I've been so worried.

When the dog presents like this,
it's very distressing for the owner.

And I need to get to the bottom of it.

Jana's here to help you, darling.

Come on.

So, he's been there all morning?

My client's dog has been stuck
underneath a rug all morning.

Jana's here to listen to you.

I'll have a listen to him
and we'll see what he's thinking, okay?

Meatloaf, Jana is here to talk to you.

All right.

He's telling me something's changed.
Something's changed in the house.

What is it? Something's different.

-It's not the same. What would that be?
-There's not anything I can think of.

He's telling me you know
the answer to this. Something's changed.

Well, maybe this new plant
I bought the other day.

Is it the plant? Meatloaf,
is it the plant?

Yes, it's the plant.
He's telling me it's definitely the plant.

What is it about the plant, Meatloaf?

-He wants you to tell me.
-Oh, no.

What?

What is it?

The Christmas tree, last year.

What happened?

Well, we had the Christmas tree there,
and we had the lights all on.

And it was old.

And he lifted his leg,
and he wee-wee'd on the Christmas tree.

And he got electrocuted.

And the lights were all out,
and he ran out.

That's what it-- Is that what it is?

-Sweetheart, is it the Christmas tree
electrocution? -Yes.

Okay, he's telling me that he's
very worried,

and he feels very anxious about the tree.
He thinks it's a Christmas tree

and he thinks he's going to get his penis
electrocuted again.

In situations like this,
I have a number of treatment options.

The fur suit comes out when I want to
make the dog feel very comfortable.

It gives the dog the sense that
I'm some kind of giant human-dog hybrid.

You're a doggy, I'm a doggy.

Let's run around the tree.

Instinctively, I know how to get through
to a pet,

no matter what the trauma.

There's no issue with a pet
that I can't resolve.

-I'm just cupping the shaft of the penis.
-Okay.

It's okay, sweetheart.

You're not going to get shocked
by anything.

The tree's not going to hurt you,
okay, sweetheart?

Your penis is going to be fine.

We'll tie this last bit of fishing line.

Nice and tight.

All right, hold it up.

Here we go, bunnies!

Me and the Frothers are setting up
to do some content

for my Cuntlord Instagram.

It's a carrot!

Just bite it!

That's why I bought all this shit online,

'cause we're doing pranks.

And this prank is gonna be called

"Fuck, It's a Snake."

All right, boys.

Let's get ready.

Here she comes.

Hi, Clementine.

What do you want, Gavin?

Nothing. Just saying hi.

Fuck, it's a snake!

Gavin, you fat shit!

Yes!

-Auntie Helen!
-Hi, darling.

-Come here.
-What are you up to?

Fuck, it's a snake!

And that was "Fuck, It's a Snake."

This one's gonna be hell good.

It's gonna look like a real croc.

We're calling it "Fuck, It's a Croc."

-Come here.
-I'm coming, Dylan.

Come, quick.

It better be good.

You'll see.

There's literally nothing there, Dylan.

Fuck, it's a croc!

Gavin, I hate your fat face!

Yes!

We fucking got her!

All right,
this is called "Fuck, It's a Dick."

Sorry, donkeys.

Here I come.

Is she there?

What the fuck is that?

Fuck, it's a dick.

The Frothers are learning a lot from me,
I find.

Fuck, it's a dick!

Go away!

And, when I'm the Earl of Gayhurst,

this is the kind of shit
that I'm gonna be doing all the time.

Fuck off, you fat chav!

-Yes!
-Yes!

Get the bag off your head, you goose.

You're going to suffocate.

So, I'm out the front,
sorting a few things in the garage,

and I get a phone call.

It's Joyce, and she says...

"Come to the supermarket
because my card's been declined."

And I say, "What the hell?
Your card's been declined?"

And she says...

"I've run out of money."

She has no money in her account.

Bankrupt.

Well, we've either got to get you
down to Centrelink,

or we get stuck in
and get that museum going, quicksmart.

We'll get the museum going.

-I said I would.
-Okay. All right.

What are you bloody doing, Rhonda?

Well, I cleaned some space
while you were out.

You can't throw these things out!

No, I'm not. I'm just clearing space.

These are my things!

You can't--
Put that back where you found it!

I could have my bloody birth certificate
in here, for all you know.

Don't touch my things, okay?

Don't throw my things!

Bloody hell!

Okay, I'll put everything back, okay?

And you...
Do not tell anyone you just saw that!

My bloody origami paper.

You've bloody thrown that out, too,
you bloody deadshit.

I am calling--

I'm calling 9-1-1 on you, Rhonda.

And I'm gonna call the cops,

and I don't care
if you get a bloody criminal record

because you bloody deserve it!

I'm so over you, Rhonda!

Oh, great!
Big Jessie's moving out, too!

I didn't write the note but-- Bloody hell!

Rhonda!

Rhonda!

Oh, for Christ's sake.

Les, Les, come in.

Come in, Les.

It's Joyce.

My bloody--

Rhonda's moved all my stuff around
in the shed,

and this landlord's being a deadshit.
He's trying to evict me.

Les, come in!

Les, please come in! For God's sake!

Do you reckon we attach
some more of this stuff here?

On here?

Like, I know that's enough,

but get more, sort of like,
kitchen-based stuff on the top, there.

I'm thinking about chucking maybe a drawer
with the strainer.

-Like putting--
-Yeah, show me what it looks like.

Actually, that's good. Yeah.

Oh, look at this thing.

Is that from the kitchen?

No. I don't know.

How good would this look
on top of the black coconut?

If I can, like, nail that in.

And then imagine seeing that
on the side of the road.

You'd just be, like, "What the fuck?"

Art is like--

You think it's hard,
but it's actually kind of easy.

-Yeah.
-Fuck me. Did you just do that?

-What do you reckon, dude?
-That is fucking skitz!

-Yeah, dude.
-A ringtail possum!

-Mom!
-Ethan, that's beautiful!

Dude, check that one out.

Oh, fuck sake. That is skitz...

I've had a brain wave over
the money crisis for the development.

We need a bit of cash, so I had to
come up with something pretty quickly.

And I decided to become a street artist.

At night, incognito.

No one will ever know that it's me.

I'm thinking I need, like, actual tags.

Like, this kind of thing. Like...

You know, that sort of writing, like...

What do you reckon about that, boys?

That's dope, but you can't use your name.

-Yeah, dude.
-You gotta be mysterious.

You don't want people knowing who you are.

Fuck, yeah, incognito, so they don't know.
Yeah. Shit.

Once your work gets out there
and you're established,

and your name's out there
and people start to know your shit,

your works can fetch up to
six figures, easily.

-What's a good name?
-"Quench."

-No.
-No, that's too easy.

What about "The Squirter"?
'Cause I'm, like, squirting paint.

-That's a bit weird, dude.
-Sounds a bit weird.

Boys...

What about Qunt?

But, like, "Q-U-N-T."

-Qunt.
-Fuck, that could just work.

Just like my name, but it's "Qunt."

-Yes.
-Little bit rude.

-Whip it up, let's see what it looks like.
-Yeah, do it.

Mom, it'll look cool.

Fuck!

It looks good!

That's fresh as fuck!

-Do you like it?
-Chuck the chicken on!

That's fantastic.

That’s my name,
like as my artist name, I am now Qunt.

Fucking love it.

I'm Qunt! I'm Qunt!

Mom, I'm Qunt!

You are, darling.

-Qunt! Qunt!
-Savvy boy.

Oh, dude, that's fresh.

-Hello, hello!
-Hi, how are you, darling?

-Hey, guys.
-Dad.

What's with the pink microwave
out the front?

Oh, you saw it! How did it make you feel?

I'm a bit confused. What's going on?

It's art. It's a sculpture.

It's meant to make you feel something.

-I'm gonna be an artist.
-I'm confused.

I'm gonna be a street artist.

-Fantastic.
-Guess what my name's gonna be.

"Qunt."

It's a "Q" for "Quentin."

And there is shitloads of money in it.

When you're a famous artist,

shit like this, that would be worth,
like, $10,000.

Once you've got the name...
You've got to get the name.

The development, all those issues...
All gone.

Look, I actually admire your ingenuity.

I think you should go for it.

Brian, the boys are going out tonight,
spray-painting.

Yeah. Oh, fuck!

Dad, have you got that photocopier?

-That massive big photocopier?
-I have it in--

It's at the back of the office,
but it's broken.

-Can we use it?
-Absolutely. I think you should go for it.

Fuck, yes, dude.

Darling, we have an entrepreneurial son,
here.

Honestly, Dad, do not worry.

This shit is gonna make us
some fucking coin.

Come on. Come sit with me.

At that time,
it was not unusual to have exotic pets.

It was Zimbabwe. It was the 1980s.

It was anything goes.

Natasha, my pet aardvark,
was my first true love.

We had a very, very strong bond.

I loved her so, so much.

We would play on the grass together.

I would lie with her, I would kiss her.

I would tickle her.

We were like sisters.
The sister that I never had.

At first, my father wanted a chimpanzee
as a pet.

He wanted to dress it up
as the son that he'd never had.

But we've heard they
can become very violent,

and they can rip a penis off
like the petal from a daisy.

So, we decided to trap
a wild aardvark instead.

Ultimately, we had to set her free,
into the wild.

She became aggressive, herself.

She used to chase my father around
and bite him.

That's classic for an aardvark,
to have a favorite.

And I was that favorite.

Which is why I've decided to find her.

I want to track her down,
and to bring her home.

They live for over 50 years in the wild.

So, there's a good chance
that she's still in the same region.

I feel like she's calling out to me.

She wants to come home to Mommy.

Oh, it's one day in your life,
for God's sake.

Get over it.

I've got the Skype call coming through.
You should be reminding me about this.

I've hired some Zimbabwean trackers
to find her.

It's their job to trap her,
and to bring her home to me.

So, you're telling me you've found nothing
in the search area so far.

Okay, which means we need to
expand that zone.

Now, remember her name is Natasha,
so you need to call out, "Natasha!"

She might think that it's me and
come out of the bushes or something.

She's got the silver stud earring
in her left ear

that I put in when I was a young girl.

So, that might still be there.

Now, she's old,
but she's deceptively fast, okay?

So, keep an eye out
for a very fast-moving aardvark.

All right, boys, keep me informed.
Bye-bye.

Hang up.

Well, they seem very capable.

All right, piggy. Mush.

Come on, Piggy. Pull me.

Pull me, dumb cunt.

Come on, fucker. Pull me, pull me.

Yeah, yeah. Filming? Filming?

Dope as fuck.

-Shit, your uncle.
-Get out of there.

Get out of there now. Put this pig away.

The Historical Society are here now.

-What do you think you're doing?
-Chill, fam, it's just a pig sleigh.

How silly can you be? Just get out.

Put that away now.

Hello.

Welcome to Gayhurst. How are you?

Oh, that's pretty good.

This was added, as I'm sure you're aware,
in the 1750s,

to the original gothic building.

It was incredibly expensive, though.
A lot more than we were budgeting for.

-Which is a slight--
-Future earl. Hi.

-Oh, he's our young nephew.
-Future earl. What's up?

Gavin, from Australia.

-Does anyone want chockies, at all?
-No.

Kenny?

Here.

Is he talking to you about
all the tours and stuff?

Yeah, I think it's a good idea,
'cause you can get, like, heaps cashola.

And then, like...

you can fix it up and don't leave it to me
in 20 years, when I'm the earl.

Gavin... He looks after the animals
in our little mini-farm.

I'm sure, Gavin, you would love
to give them a little tour later on,

wouldn't you?

Yeah?

We wanted to make, actually,
animals and farming

-integral to daily life at Gayhurst.
-Oh, last one. You have it.

We think that would be
a really great addition to our tour.

-Wouldn't it, Ken?
-Absolutely, absolutely.

Yes, we're hoping to bring more people
onto the estate...

Fuck, it's a dick!

This is the doll that I

Had when I was a little girl

This is my dad's favorite big black horse

He loves that horse
Neigh neigh

Rhonda and I put on a show
for the lovely man that buys things.

Charged him $10 a ticket.

Check out the beats
Check out the beats

I mean, it was a very involved show

and I'm certainly thinking
he's got his money's worth.

Well, there's plenty more
where that came from.

Me and my dad used to perform here.

He was a good entertainer.

Then we went inside
and we had a look around the house,

as we always do.

And that's when he asked me
about the teddy.

I know I really go on about it,
but I really like this.

And I really think
I could find a good home for it.

Oh, not the teddy again.

-I know you don't want to lose it.
-I don't.

But I'm willing to offer you $1,000.

Honestly, you could have knocked me down
with a feather.

One-thousand dollars.

Unbelievable.

It'd come in pretty handy
right now, Joycie.

What do you think, Joyce?

I mean, at first I was nervous.

But he's just such a lovely guy.

Let me ask my dad.

Dad, this guy buys antiques and stuff...

Rhys...

if you think...

that you could find a good home
for the teddy

and someone who's gonna love him
as much as my dad loved him,

then me and my dad think
that you can have him.

Thank you, Joyce. Thank you very much.

It's okay. It'll be all right.

And it's what your dad would have wanted.

One thousand dollars.

I feel like bloody Judas of Nazareth.

I was saying to Rhonda

that maybe Rhys is somehow getting off
on hanging around with me,

if you get my drift.

We thought he'd seen some of her old films

and it was a fetish thing
to buy her stuff.

Deadset. I mean, men are weird.

They do weird things, you never know.

Thank you so much, Rhys.
You've just been amazing.

-Wait, wait, Rhys!
-Oh, hang on.

This is what I think of you.

I love you and I hope you don't die soon.

I love you, too, Joyce.

-See you.
-Bye, Rhys!

Bye!

Don't let the fuckin' thing fall over.

All right.

-Coming down, coming down.
-Come down.

All boys down on the ground.

I've got it. Okay, okay.

Perfect, perfect.

It's 4 a.m., so me and the boys

have dropped off
the first of the sculptures.

-That's sweet.
-Fuck, that looks so sick, boys.

Bro, that looks dope.

Fuck, yes.

So, this piece is, like,
a comment on duplication,

and offices and that kind of,
like, weird shit in life.

Like, it sort of has a meaning, but--

Yeah, so this spot here,
it's gonna be pretty skitz.

It gets a lot of traffic in the morning,

so we're gonna do some other art
and shit on the wall.

And the whole of Sydney is basically
gonna wake up to an art frenzy.

It's gonna be good.
Fuck, that's mental.

-Fucking Qunt!
-That's fucking mental.

All right, boys, that looks sick.

Just chuck a big fucking pink ibis
on there.

-Who's got the fucking pink?
-Fuck, that's sick.

As Qunt the Artist,
I'm not doing just meaningless shit.

I want to make comments on real estate

and like the whole weird shit
around the real estate industry.

Like, just, sort of,
make art statements about it.

"Toilet."

How fucking sick is that?
Do another one here.

Once word gets out about this tonight,
and all the other shit we're gonna do,

it shouldn't be too long before I get
an exhibition

and that's when you really start
to make the coin.

When you get to sell your sculptures
for, like, dickloads.

-One of our signs!
-Oh, fuck, it is!

I'm gonna fuck it up.
I'm gonna fuck this up.

Yes.

How fucking artistic is it
that I'm just fucking up my own sign?

Like, you would never fucking guess
that this was me, the artist, doing it.

-I don't even fucking care.
-That's so good.

Fuck, there's a cop. Fuck, run!

I can't believe I've actually
fucking thought of this.

Like, I'm blowing my own mind.

-Fuck, yeah. It's gonna be fucking sick.
-Gonna make solid bank.

Good effort, boys.

We'll go back to the ute and see
the fucking--

No cunt's gonna know what hit em, eh?

-Whoa, whoa, whoa!
-No!

Fuck, no!

No! Fuck!

Oh, what, are you fucking kidding me?

Fuck sake!

Get your fucking thing back on,
you dumb cunt.

Fucking believe this shit!

-That was my fucking best piece.
-Fuck!

Mommy's listening to all your concerns,
and all your worries.

My dog, Victoria, has reached that point

where she needs to be sent away
for her gender reassignment surgery.

The hormones have taken effect

and she's becoming the male dog
that she always was.

So, she will leave as Victoria
and she'll come back as Victor.

Yes, you'll have plenty of leg room.

You'll be in the box.
You can do whatever you like.

Just make sure you do your
deep vein thrombosis exercise.

No, you can't smoke on the plane,
of course.

You haven't been able to smoke on planes
in years.

She's very nervous, but it'll be worth it
to get a new penis.

I'm sending her to Thailand
for her surgery.

They do it in Johannesburg,
but it's very expensive.

The Thai vets are very good,
and very, very cheap.

I know you don't want to,
but you have to go in.

Good boy.

That's it. This is the window.

So, put your head out the window

so you can see
the other dogs in the cargo.

Remember, you wanted this, darling.

You wanted this, okay?

Now, Mommy will love Victor
as much as she loved Victoria.

Okay. Here.

Thank you.

Bye-bye, my darling. Bye-bye.

Oh, God, am I doing the right thing?

I don't know.

-I knew this would happen.
-It's okay.

I've got a lot on my plate at the moment.

Put the tissues near my eyes.

It's not just Victoria leaving.

I can just feel myself spiraling.

That's when I very much need Kylie
to balance me out.

-Two more times and then I'll be okay.
-Okay.

My OCD comes back when I'm like this.

Okay.

-Last time.
-Sure, do what you need to do.

But Kylie's been through all this before.

It's the cycle of Jana.

You can't be an animal communicator
and not be sensitive.

-Oh, Kylie.
-Yeah?

I got you a present.

It's a book.

Swiss Family Robinson.

-Thank you.
-No big deal.

You said you wanted to
live in a treehouse one day.

So, it's about families
and treehouses and things.

I know you love treehouses.

That's right,
Craig said he was going to build me one.

Oh, my mask.

There we are.

And pop my Valium in, please.

I'll have two tonight.

Your water.

Thank you, darling.

You're welcome.

And stay here until I fall asleep.

Okay.

-Don't go.
-I won't.

-Where are you?
-Right here.

Okay, I thought you'd gone.

Not yet.