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Elizabeth, you must stop.

Everything you touch ends up feeling worse.

I've got to tell my ex, our kid's just taken off in a car

because I just found out she's having sex with the help of my fucking girlfriend.

I'm not your girlfriend.

I'm so excited about it being you and me.

I want to spend the rest of my life with you.

Look out, I'll get a chubby.

But I don't want to work with you.

Hey, did I hear you?

Are you moving out?

I am, yeah.

I just had a walk-in.

A very serious complaint has been made against you.

I'll be investigating from here.

I feel constant guilt all the time about everything.

It's an endless supply of self-doubt and self-loathing, often unwarranted.

Almost always unwarranted.

Dr. Sethi?

My mother was really struggling with the intensive chemotherapy.

And I was nursing her at home, which I'm sure you can imagine.

I'm sorry to hear that.

Thank you.

Yeah.

Thank you.

The nights are particularly difficult.

I'd only had a couple of hours sleep on the day of the incident.

I mean, my professional judgement was sound, but I just clearly had

a momentary isolated lapse with a personal decision.

Dr. Sethi, all this information will be relevant to the investigation.

But right now, I just need to let you know that your accreditation will be suspended

while we conduct interviews with yourself, Ms Pasco

and the patient in question, pending the formal ruling.

Just to be clear, this incident, whilst deeply inappropriate, no question there,

was very much consensual, enthusiastically so.

I don't need the details.

Just for context.

No, I don't need it for any reason.

I've never done anything remotely like this.

Dr. Sethi, you had sexual intercourse with a patient

in the workplace, traumatising a staff member.

I shouldn't have to explain that there are consequences.

Why does everything have to be an event?

It's the end of a four-year chapter.

You can't take a shit in this house without someone gagging for a party

or a speech or a karaoke night.

Heather was trying to ghost the house after four years.

If I hadn't gone home half an hour early, you would have just moved out.

without any acknowledgement. I was just doing you all a little favor.

Ben agrees with me.

Oh, bullshit.

For the record,

a bit shoddy.

Okay, five minutes.

Do your toast, your... your... your selfie or your golden girlstick,

do whatever the fuck it is you want.

But Liz and Manju and Simms are not here!

Ains, I'm an adult, moving out of an investment property.

Heather!

Wow, that's really what you think.

Jesus Christ.

You know what, bugger it.

I know things are weird at the moment,

but this is a rough way to handle things after all these years.

Actions have an impact.

Maybe we don't all handle it with tears,

not that there's anything wrong with that, mate.

I'd cry if I could.

I've blown up my whole career.

Okay, okay.

Now, be careful when you're opening the fridge because it is very full.

Now, would you like me to start preparing?

I can be your chief slicer and dicer.

No, no, don't touch my knives.

I could do rinsing or soaking or, you know what, I could put oil on all your

pots and pans just so that you're not up on your feet.

You're rambling.

Come and sit down.

You have been a mostly adequate carer, Elizabeth.

That means so much.

But I don't need you anymore.

Your progress has been truly dazzling, but...

I know you feel very close to me.

It happens a lot.

People feel drawn to me.

It is my natural charisma.

And my conversation and the cooking and many, many things.

But with you, there's clearly more at play.

You carry a great need, Elizabeth.

You've come to rely on me to fill the void that is your life.

What?

You're using me in place of your own mother

or the children that you fail to bring into this world.

Perhaps it's your stalled career or broken marriage

or the lesbian you failed to have sex with with.

I don't know, but

I can hear that desperate cry for help and validation.

I think...

you might be right about my own mother.

I was never able to connect to her no matter how hard I...

I have to have my afternoon pills.

My pills?

Oh, no, sorry.

I'll get them, sorry.

Thank you.

Hello?

How far away are you?

Um, it's hard to say.

But if Heather leaves at this point without waiting for me

that would be unforgiveable.

No, no, it's Harry.

Don't tell Manju, but it's urgent

and it's illegal

and we need you here right now.

It was the end of a very long week

and Anton initiated it.

I'm sure he'd back that up.

Real estate, Anton?

Long central passage, Anton.

And there was no ambiguity about what your receptionist

saw or it couldn't have been an examination.

Not unless I was performing a rectal exam, vigorously, with my, um...

Penis.

But who hasn't had a shag at work?

Quite right.

You're a builder.

Yep.

When are you having sex at work?

Who with?

You invite people on site.

Once you get the trusses in you're normally...

good to go on the back of the ute.

Anton was...

He's ...

technically a patient.

Not even technically.

He was a patient.

That's the problem.

What's the name of the investigating body?

It's the Australian Medical Association.

The, um... Oh, fuck.

What about the legal Ian from the nursing home?

He's incompetent.

No, I've got a few contacts in the...

I'm fucked, aren't I?

No.

No.

There are so many mitigating factors here.

This incident does not speak of abuse.

No, it doesn't.

Right now, you're going to get a good sleep.

By this time tomorrow, I will have a clear plan.

What can I do?

Get a sleeping pill for Harry.

And a double espresso for me.

Jesus!

Oh, shit.

Oh, shit.

Sorry, sorry.

It's fine.

Is that it?

No.

I don't know how I accumulated so much shit.

But the rest of it, I'm abandoning.

So... With this bag, I'm officially moved in.

And welcome.

I'm stuffed. Come on, let's just... Let's just go to bed, yeah?

Oh, okay.

Oh, shit.

No, it's fine.

Come on, come on.

I'm good.

I'm good.

No, no, no, no.

No, you're tired.

You've already had dinner

and, ah, you know, I wouldn't actually trust that salmon.

So just... it's... Look, it's...

You know...

When I feel a debt, I work real hard.

Oh, yeah, I know.

Not tonight, obviously, because I'm... No.

You got an early start tomorrow?

Not anymore.

Hey.

Hey, you look...

sensational!

Tell me something I don't know.

How's... How's little Starlet?

Really cute.

How's Mia?

Oh, great.

She's really missing you.

Yep, well, she wouldn't have to miss me

if you didn't make such a giant fuckwit of yourself.

Double adios motherfucker, please.

I'm really sorry I, uh...

lost my shit the way I did, but...

You have to understand.

I trusted you with my kid.

And that's... that's huge.

Your kid is growing up in a world that you don't even know exists.

She's being fed the same bullshit that I got fed,

being told she's not good enough.

No, hang on, I tell her she's good enough all the time.

Yeah, you're her old man.

You have to say that shit.

As if she's going to believe you when she's getting smacked down by a hundred

other messages a day from every other asshole.

But thank fuck

she's smarter than you and me put together.

Yeah, I know.

I know I said some really stupid shit.

Yeah, I was embarrassed for you.

Yeah.

I'm trying to apologise.

Go on then.

Well, it meant a lot to me that you took the time to get to know her.

Yeah, I didn't do that for you.

I really like you,

Mel.

I mean, you scare the shit out of me.

But you're awesome.

You tried a shot.

I don't need you to tell me who I am.

Fair enough.

And look, if this is you trying to crank up the guts

to pull the pin, stand down soldier.

I knew it was over before you did, I've just been waiting for you to catch up.

Oh well, for what it's worth to you

I'm genuinely sorry

if I hurt you.

Do I look hurt?

It's all good, man.

We both knew what we were doing.

Listen, am I gonna miss the monster?

Of course I am, but I'll pull through it.

Good. Good.

P.S. Heather's in love with you.

What?

No, she's not.

She's moving out with Ed.

She's really happy.

Yeah, she's not happy.

She's not even trying to look happy because she's still in love with you.

And P.P.S.

You're still in love with her.

No I'm not.

Look, I don't understand it either.

You've had this on tap for months, and you've still got wood for the old bag.

I don't know if it's like a... fetish, or a ...

sado-masso vibe, but this sweet ride's getting out of the way.

Double adios motherfucker.

Are you ordering food?

Let's just go back to yours.

What for?

A blowie for the road is the least you could do.

Two sleeping pills down and still no loss of consciousness.

It was then I saw my official summons.

Liz, it was the Australian Medical Standards Authority.

Yeah, I know.

It's all good.

They want to interview me at 10 a.m. tomorrow.

Tomorrow!

Good.

Good.

I've already heard back from three colleagues.

I've read half a dozen case studies.

There is a clear way through this, but you need to vividly emphasise one thing.

That you had a romantic and sexual relationship with Anton

before he became a patient.

That is the key.

I'm not sure you could say relationship.

What could you say?

I once attempted to have sex with him in a stranger's house, lost my nerve, and it was

actually one of the more embarrassing moments of my life, which is saying something.

So for the purposes of this, could we call him a former partner?

I could,

but I'm not sure he would.

He will, because you'll call him and ask him to.

Is that legal?

Yes.

It's the truth.

Oh, barely!

Harry, if you can establish that you had any sort of significant pre-existing

personal connection, then you are home and hosed.

And this is over, my friend.

Have you got his number?

Mm, mm.

Hey.

Hey.

Did you get my messages

about Heather and Harry?

Oh, I'm not really part of the main house, so...

Just gonna head out to the block for a bit.

For how long?

Well, a few nights.

If this is still about my business idea,

Simm, if I'd known it was gonna upset you this much, I...

I'll be right, I just need to be alone and make my peace with it.

I don't want to talk about it now.

Well, I think we need to.

I don't have the words for it yet, Ains.

Okay.

Bye.

Yep.

Now, would you like me to apportion your serve

or would you like to do it yourself?

I want you to do it.

Oh, OK.

Oh, stop.

Get it.

Ains, look, I can't talk now.

What?

Look, he's just sulking.

He's being a sook and he's trying to guilt you.

Yeah, honestly.

No, no, no, bugger him.

Do not go after him.

Ains, I can't talk now.

I'll call you back in ten.

Wow.

Do I get a whole ten minutes?

Well, I said ten.

I meant forty, Ains knows it.

Absolutely last call.

Mm-hmm.

I promise.

Jesus.

Ains, get Ben.

Yeah, just make it his problem.

Get him to talk to Simmo.

Well, just wait until he gets home then.

Okay.

All right, um...

Fine, we'll both corner him tonight.

Hello.

Manju?

Someone is well and truly back in the culinary saddle.

What is wrong with Harpreet?

Nothing.

And can I say you are absolutely glowing?

Do not patronise me.

I'm not pat...

He's not answering his phone.

And the hospital said he's unavailable until further notice.

And it wasn't Cynthia,

it was some strange short-sounding man.

Well, how did he sound short?

Elizabeth.

We have travelled a long road together

you and I.

I can tell when you're withholding the truth.

Harry's facing some slight complications right now.

Is it his health?

Oh, no, no.

It is just something at work,

and he'll be absolutely fine

and I'm sure he will share it with you

but I can't.

I hope you can understand.

Oh.

For the record, you really do look rejuvenated.

I know that.

What would be great is if you could clarify that

we knew each other prior to you becoming a patient.

I know we weren't exactly partners.

But for the purposes of this...

Oh, I'll say we were.

Yeah, yeah.

I'll say we had a major fling.

So we're thinking months or years.

I feel like we've got engaged at one point.

And then you broke my heart.

And you've been trying to win me back ever since.

That's incredibly generous.

But I think we might be better of playing it safe.

Veering much closer to the truth.

Just keep it simple.

Okay.

So we met when I was looking for properties.

There were a lot of flirting messages.

And we...

hooked up.

Yep.

And by hooked up.

You mean we... just had sex.

It's just, do we think it'll be helpful to be vague.

I think if we just pretend that...

...the hookups we have had recently happened two years ago.

Okay, so... handjob, oral, anal?

Uh... I don't think they're interested in those details.

Right.

It's more about you and I being on the same page...

...in terms of how long we've known each other.

I'm pretty sure I still have our old messages.

I do.

I totally do.

All this back and forth two years ago.

Proof.

Oh, could you screenshot those and send them to me?

So do you know what time tomorrow?

9:45 sharp.

Thank you so much for doing this.

Yeah, no worries.

Okay, so, um... do we need to run over it again?

Nah!

I was born for this kind of thing.

Trust me.

Authority figures love me.

You a bit turned on right now?

No.

Sorry.

I don't know why I asked.

Oh, he's definitely on board.

Maybe too on board, but I think he'll be okay.

Your mum's suspicious.

What?

Sorry, I tried to deflect, completely failed,

and the words 'work complications' may have been said.

Harpreet!

Where is Cynthia and why aren't you responding?

Um, she just had...

...take some time off quite suddenly.

Why?

She just had a personal issue.

I didn't want to pry.

It would be that doctor of hers again with the drugs.

This is what happens when mothers wrap their children in cotton wool.

Cynthia is too soft.

No backbone at all.

No backbone.

I think Simmo's just confused, because somehow he's got it in his head

that you don't want him in on your business.

That's correct.

No, he actually thinks you'd rather hire an outside handyman rather than use him.

Also correct.

Are you serious?

Well, and I've since re-evaluated...

You'll never find a better handyman than Simmo.

I know.

She wants to keep her personal life separate.

And that's her call.

Why should she rip up her life to save Simmo's pride?

It's not ripping up her life,

it's cutting off her nose to spite her face.

He's the best in the biz.

He is.

And mate, he can take some hits,

he's tough as nails,

but do not question his commitment to the tools.

That's who he is.

That's how he communicates with the world.

He literally told her he loved her with a reno.

It would be a total disaster.

Whoa, I...

Why the hell would she take your advice on this?

Considering other people's feelings is hardly your bloody strong suit, is it.

What?

Okay.

I am here because I care about other people's feelings.

I worked with that bloke 20 years.

Not many people can find the poetry in wood.

He can.

He loves it.

And he loves you.

You can handle this now, right?

Yes?

Cynthia?

This is Manju Sethi.

Mrs. Sethi, I can only imagine what Dr. Sethi has said to you,

but I just have to say,

I'm in total shock.

Harpreet simply said

you're in a difficult situation.

It is very difficult.

I simply want to say that you're in my thoughts.

That's very gracious.

Only a parent knows the tremendous burden it is

to raise the child in this day and age.

Even the best of us are bound to fail at times.

Everyone blames the mother.

But I do not blame you.

Sorry?

It's not your fault, but it's your responsibility.

You're too soft.

Your daughter is spoiled rotten.

And her beauty's already fading.

You must get her to start paying rent.

What?

As you can see, reams and reams of messages.

All the dates are very clearly legible.

Mr. Benick's already presented those.

I was actually covering for a colleague when Anton came in.

I didn't recognise his surname at first.

Mr. Benick said that your relationship was consistently maintained for over two years.

Oh, well, that depends what your definition of 'maintained' is.

Could you please clarify the timeline of your relationship with Mr. Benick?

I'm not sure I can remember specific dates.

Well, let me rephrase the question.

How many times did you have physical contact

with Mr. Benick after your initial meeting?

Oh, gee, that is a good question.

It had to have been at least half a dozen times.

Well, that's problematic

because Mr. Benick claimed that you saw each other bi-weekly for two years.

It really is quite amazing how subjective memory is.

I mean, we were certainly in each other's lives.

There was something very spontaneous about our relationship.

It always has been.

That's a big part of what got us in trouble.

I'm sorry.

What I'm trying to say is,

the point is, we knew each other intimately long before he became my patient.

The person damaged here was not a patient.

It was my very loyal secretary, Cynthia.

And for that, I am truly devastated.

Devastated's good.

Devastated's better than mortified.

I was battling, though, and there were clear contradictions.

Well, they're not going to be fixated on the specifics.

Well, she seemed pretty fixated.

All you have to do is establish...

Okay, just keep walking.

Don't acknowledge.

I never expected you to tell your mother about any of this,

but to lie to her to imply that I was in some sort

of crisis with my daughter due to poor parenting.

What?

Colleen did overindulge on that Kon-tiki tour

I have never denied that.

But to say that she was in some sort of circle of abuse.

I never said anything like that.

Dr. Sethi, you are not the man I imagined you to be.

23 missed calls from mum.

Do you want to let me handle this?

What?

No, she needs to hear this from me.

Mum.

Is it true?

Is what?

Cynthia told me.

Every detail.

There was an incident at work, and it is being investigated.

But I'm confident.

In your office?

With a patient?

No.

No, that's where Cynthia is wrong.

The other individual involved was a pre -existing

partner, and that's why the accusation won't hold.

Who?

Just someone in my life. You don't know them.

Someone you invite to your office for...

One time!

I've never been so ashamed of you.

This hasn't exactly been easy for me.

Please, wait, wait outside.

Will he go to jail?

No, no, there's no chance of that.

What, then?

Ah, they're determining that now

but we're very optimistic because it was an isolated incident.

She knew how much shame I'd carried through my life.

And she knew how much those words would sting.

She wanted to hurt me.

Manju!

This is deeply illegal.

If you won't drive me, I'll simply call for an Uber.

What is she doing?

She wants to bribe Cynthia into retracting her complaint.

What?

Go back home, Harpreet.

This is none of your concern.

You can't bribe Cynthia.

Cynthia's not so virtuous.

I know her.

Her husband had no financial sense whatsoever.

Can I just say that legally, Harry has confessed, on record.

So paying off Cynthia won't have an effect.

It really won't.

$25,000 will be very effective.

$25,000.

I've been saving money for you for when I'm gone.

We'll draw on it now.

What are you, the fucking mafia?

It is the way of the world, Harpreet.

You have been protected from it.

You have no idea the things I've done for you.

What things?

My Uber is arriving.

I will withdraw 30.

Knowing Cynthia, she will bargain.

Mum, it's done.

If they judge that I can't practice, I'm going to accept.

No!

We have fought for too long and too hard.

You've fought!

I never wanted to be a doctor.

That was your dream for me.

Not mine.

I was never allowed my own dreams.

Again it is my fault.

I'll go, I'll go.

I'll talk her down.

Oh, I'll talk it down.

You've done a pretty shit job so far.

She's not going to listen to you.

And if I fail, then we'll go direct to Cynthia and intercept.

Just don't leave yet.

I'll update you.

Thanks for meeting me.

No worries.

I was genuinely happy to come out to the block

Oh, nah, it's too far.

You would have got lost anyway, so...

Maybe not.

I definitely would have got lost.

Yeah, I know.

So I just needed to say, um...

I was so wrong.

About everything.

And I hate that I hurt you.

I think I was just worried about the pressure of us running a business

together, and, uh...

I thought I was protecting us.

I've let it go.

And I want my business to have the greatest handyman alive.

And I want to share as much of our lives together as we can.

It was never that really.

Okay.

So what was it?

Please.

I've always loved you more than you love me.

That's not true.

It is.

It's okay.

I went in knowing that.

But I thought if I hung in there and I really

put in the effort that, you know, things might...

even up, and you'd...

look at me the way that I looked at you.

But...

it didn't happen, and

it's no one's fault.

Simmo.

You're the love of my life.

So many signs, Ains.

I'm not good enough to move out with,

I'm not good enough to marry,

I'm not good enough to be a business partner.

So...

what am I good for?

No.

No.

Please, just...

let me show you.

Let me prove to you how I really feel.

You already have.

Hello.

Dr. Sethi, it's John Rossi speaking.

Good morning.

I'm calling you to advise that we have received AMSA's formal recommendation.

Already?

Liz?

Liz?

In here.

The hospital just called and...

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

What did they say?

What?

They dropped it.

I'm in the clear.

Oh my God!

Whoa, whoa, whoa, what the hell's going on?

No further action.

They're letting it go.

Manju's gonna be so happy and relieved.

Oh, yeah, she'll be relieved.

Go tell her now.

Thank you.

Hello?

Mum?

The hospital called, and they've already decided.

Mum?

Mum?

Do you require police, fire or ambulance?

Ambulance.

Connecting you now.

Your address, please.

Oh, it's 6 Gladstone Street, Altona.

And the emergency?

I've just come to my mother's house and she's not conscious.

She's died.

No sign of breathing?

No, and no pulse.

I'm a doctor.

I think it's been a few hours.

Any sign of vomiting or distress?

No.

An ambulance is on its way.

Is someone able to wait out front of the property?

What did she say?

She, um...

I think she died in her sleep.

What?

When I got here, she, um... She has no...

She has no pulse.

Could you come here, please?

Do you need me to call an ambulance, or...?

I've already called one.

I'm coming right now.

Morning.

Hi.

Hi.

You her son?

Yes.

And I'm a doctor.

And how long ago did you find her?

Maybe 10 minutes.

She's 70.

And she had... She was being treated for cancer.

But she also had a stroke

maybe two years ago.

Actually, more than that. Maybe three.

When did you see her last

or speak to her?

Ah, yesterday.

Late yesterday afternoon.

How did she seem?

She was...

She had a lot of energy, and

she was very vocal, I mean...

she was more energetic than she'd been for months, so...

It looks like it was very peaceful.

Harry?

I'm in here.

Is this your partner, or...?

Ah, no,

she's...

she's my best friend.

Fucking kidding me.

She's calling you now.

Ainsley.

I'm getting a restraining order.

Oh, shit.

Um, yeah, yeah.

She's right here with me.

Yeah.

Okay.

Harry's mum passed away last night.

Heath, you need to go.

You need to go.

Yeah. Yep, OK.

We suspect another stroke.

She did still have blood pressure issues.

Surely other relatives should be making these calls.

I'm feeling really hopeful.

Um, they're already doing it.

There's a...

a lot of family to call.

What are you doing?

Yesterday afternoon, Manju withdrew $35,000.

It was a bribe to try and talk down Harry's receptionist.

35K in cash?

I managed to convince her to sleep on it.

But when I left her late last night, she said she

was going to write a letter to outline her thoughts.

I can't find the letter or the money.

Okay, auntie has taken over the calling.

I need a drink.

Heather! Come here!

What shall we have?

What would Manju want?

Whisky.

Beer?

She always had whisky with me.

Ah, she loved a quiet ale.

Could knock it back, too.

Harry?

I really don't care.

There were three of her Tupperware containers in here.

Full.

You should heat them up.

She'd want us to eat.

She'd force-feed if necessary.

She was the most powerful woman I ever met.

She was a force of nature.

Yeah, mate.

She made me laugh.

You were everything she needed you to be.

No, I wasn't.

You really were.

She gave up her entire life to turn me into something

and I let her down time and time again.

I spat it in her face.

Harry, that's not how it was.

Yeah, it was.

You were there.

I wanted to stay with her.

I had so much more I wanted to say that you told me not to.

And then she died alone, thinking I didn't give a shit.

Next time on Five Bedrooms:

We're just here to grab a few things for Simmo.

This is not the way a grown man ends a two-year relationship.

I just want to see him, talk to him, that's it.

I just can't be around you.

I'm trying to move on.

Plenty of curly rumours flying around about you and Ben, eh?

If you really want to help, you could find the 35 grand.

I think I want to sell.

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