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Tiffa, can't you hurry up? The race is about to start.

Seriously?

I don't know, Gil. I got this.

On your mark.

Sorry.

Ready?

Set.

I know, right?

Go. Go.

Go. Go.

Go. Go. Go.

What do you say?

There you are.

Wow, that is some shiny you've got going there.

You look like an angry panda beer on meth.

That's pretty much how I feel right now.

Ah, well, on the bright side, no one's going to see it when we're all sitting

darkness.

What? Come on, we're late.

Okay,

ready?

Let's begin.

Enjoy the adventure.

Excuse me.

What the hell's this?

Instructional video showing us step by step how we can get it on.

They're assuming, of course, that we want to.

Well, I want to.

What are you doing back?

Lovely to see you again too, Peter.

The reason I'm back is quite complicated. I'll give you the details

But right now I'm getting the tricks and tips on how to please the ladies.

Well, please them more than I already do.

Please, really, I don't want to be here. Please, can I just go to my room,

please? Edward!

Hey, boy, if this doesn't put you off sex forever, nothing will. John, not

Intimacy, thank you.

I know I have to work harder to please Annabella because, of course, I can't

move. But what I lack in the mobility department, I think I more than make up

for with what does work.

Guido, Guido, Guido. You and that beautiful man should have tried some of

moves. Might have worked out better for you.

Okay, library.

Thank you.

Fantastic.

Now, I hope that was enlightening for those of you who are struggling with

intimacy now that everything is different.

That Guido was amazing, eh? Do you think he survived that 69ing? Okay, okay.

What do you think? Any questions?

Anyone? No?

Coon, were you pointing at Coon? No, no, no.

Patrick? Nothing.

Oh, John. Oh, is that your hand up there?

John? Christian? No, no, no.

Oh, Tessa.

I want to know why that was only about men getting off.

Did I miss something?

There weren't any paralyzed women in that video. Where's the one for me?

And for Patsy?

Works for me.

When's episode two?

Yes, it does seem imbalanced from that perspective.

Maybe even outdated.

This whole place is stuck in the dark ages. Oh, do calm down, Tessa.

I'm going to go. Calm down?

Yes, just calm down. Thank you, Tessa.

I can't work.

I can't look after my kid.

I can't take a shower without giving myself a fucking black eye.

I might have some terrible disease that no one knows anything about. And, top it

off, I'm stuck in here.

With you people.

So fuck you, Todd.

Do we need to have this conversation in the wellness caravan, Tessa? Fuck your

stupid caravan.

No.

What do you mean, no?

No means no, Todd.

I do not consent.

Thank you, Carly.

Sorry. Sorry.

Sorry.

Hey there.

Hey. You calm down yet?

Nah.

But at least when I'm in the pool, I can forget for a second that I can't walk.

For once, I agree with Todd.

You really need to change that record.

Oh, that makes you both knobby.

Hi, Karen.

Tether?

What's the matter, John?

You're not going to the pools today?

Ah, just not like that comfortable with swimming at the moment.

Or are you scared of the water or something?

Yeah, it's not the water, Karen.

It's what might happen in the water.

Right. Yeah, OK.

You know what?

Might have something to help with that.

Leave it with me.

I'll sort you out.

Hey, how come only the hot male patients get massages from the OT?

Can the rest of us get in on that action?

I'm not sure.

We'd have to ask them.

I'm not a hot guy, so I already know what the answer will be.

You can make a suggestion to the hospital administration.

I can't need anyone's permission.

Well, thanks for visiting, Rebecca. It was really good to see you.

Hi, Edward.

I'll see you next week when we get back from Festival One.

Yeah, sure. Yeah, that sounds great.

OK. Yeah.

It's good to see you. You too.

Hi.

Looks like someone's got themselves a wee girlfriend.

We're just friends, John.

That card says love, eh?

It's like a friend love.

Maybe for you.

But for Becky, I'm not so sure it means friend love.

You should put a wee photo of Becky in your youth Bible.

Oh.

No trouble.

What happened to your eye, Mum?

Oh, nothing. I just smudged some mascara, that's all.

It looks like someone punched you. I'm fine.

Now, what's going on with you?

I can't wait for camp now. There's going to be a big costume party at the last

night and there's going to be prizes and stuff.

Cool.

So, what are you going to go as?

Me? Yeah.

Is it for parents too?

I'll have to think about that one.

You are still coming?

Yeah, of course.

Hope so.

What do you mean?

Baby, can we talk about something else?

You promised, Mum.

You have to come. Stop going on about it, OK? I've got bigger things to worry

about right now than your stupid school can.

It's not stupid. You're stupid.

Just don't talk to me like that.

I don't want you to come anyways.

You can't even walk.

You need to get me now, Dad.

I want to go home.

Okay?

I'll wait out the front.

What are you doing here?

I gotta go.

Mom's being really mean.

About what?

School camp.

She promised she would come, but now it's like she doesn't even want to.

She yelled at me.

Maybe it's more like she can't go, kid.

But why not?

Well, they'd... Still trying to figure out what's wrong exactly.

Is she going to get better?

Yeah, maybe.

Maybe not.

Oh, that's very fucking helpful.

Still talking to yourself.

Do you want a message?

What, from you?

Who? No, I've got a guy coming in. I want to make it worth his while, so I'm

taking bookings. Do you want one? He's really good. A guy?

Yeah,

no thanks.

It's not that kind of message. It's therapeutic.

Hey, I just ran into your kid before.

She's pretty upset.

Yeah, I know.

We had a fight. She'll get over it. Yeah, not so sure.

Thing is...

We had a bit of a chat. Do you want a message or not, John?

Uh, yeah, as long as there's no funny business.

Great. Ask Ed. Maybe it'll cheer him up.

Okay.

One, two.

Nice. Yeah, so that's it.

Ed, come on.

You can do this.

Concentrate. Sorry, I'm just, I'm not in the mood for this.

What's up?

Nothing.

Talk to me.

I can't.

Hey. It's me.

You trust me, right?

So?

How do you know when you like someone?

Me?

Well, I guess it's kind of like a feeling.

Like a warm feeling in your stomach when you see them or talk to them or think

about them.

Why?

Do you like someone, Ed?

No, no, no.

I'm going to go back to my room now. Come on, we're not done yet. Bye.

What's that?

What's that?

You finished?

Can you wait?

I'm not going to get my gear off.

Good.

Brilliant. I can probably go.

Yeah, that'd be great.

Brilliant, I'm picking off. Thank you.

Leave the door open. That's brilliant.

Can't shut it.

Mama.

Good. All right.

You're next.

I mean, I'm not sure.

I've never had a massage before.

What do I do?

Just fucking lie there.

Oh. That's it. Well, I've never had one from a guy before.

He's got very, very strong hands. I'll give him that. He does. Go on.

You're going to love it, Ed.

Yeah? Yeah. Yeah.

Can you... But I only have one hand in my... Yeah, yeah.

Hi.

G'day.

Have you spoken to Poppy yet?

No.

You just need to talk to her, that's all.

Oh, kia ora, Te Whanau. Hello, family. How are we? Great. How are you?

Good to thank you.

Excuse me, I need to get into the workshop.

Hmm, something in there. Where?

Workshop stuff, I suppose.

Oh, switch mechanics and... Excuse me?

Hello?

Don't come in.

Don't come in.

This is you, isn't it, Rivers?

Oh, sore. John's sore. We're all sore.

Well, not the beautiful people, that's fine.

What does that mean?

Only hot guys get massages from the OTs.

You just need to ask them to include it into your physio. That easy.

Wilson has poked, prodded, yanked, pulled, squished, and electrocuted you.

electrocuted me, and not once has she mentioned massage as an option.

Correct. Those are all appropriate forms of therapy. Stop, stop. No.

I'm sorry. It's not meant to do that.

It just happens.

Did you make email?

I did, I did.

Have you had a chance to print?

Thank you for not objecting me to another pointless telling off in Todd's

camper.

Do you guys want to kick off or shall I start? You're not comfortable with

silence, are you, Tessa? You like distraction.

It was a massage.

It was enjoyable, even for Ed.

You're constantly...

Distracting yourself from what's really going on. Tessa, this is a therapeutic

community. Doesn't feel very therapeutic, Father Tom. And your

starting to affect everyone.

Something needs to change.

But what will that something be?

Until you come to terms with your prognosis, Tessa...

We feel that we can't... We can't help you unless you are willing to accept

situation.

Preach! Ain't that the truth?

You know what? I'm going to write about this place because people need to know

what an absolute shitshow you're running. You truly don't believe that we

help you?

Yep, land the plane. Then there's no need for you to stay.

What?

We're just charging you two, sir.

The paper's still... Yeah, good. Please, Todd.

If that's what you really want, you're free to go.

Yeah.

Yeah, well, that... Yeah.

Yeah, actually. Perfect.

Thanks.

Later.

Sorry. No, we lost momentum because of your poor... You know, maybe an open

-door policy in the spinal unit. You know what I mean?

Feedback.

Jesus Christ, woman, watch out.

Good news, John.

You can go swimming.

What, you found a solution to my, um...

It's you.

I believe that I have, yes.

Ta -da!

Bud plate?

Yeah. For your apple.

For your bat.

Stop you from pooing. Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Yeah, I get it. OK.

OK. Well, do you want to... No, I'll keep hold of it. Yeah, yeah, you're

OK.

Where are you going?

Out of here.

They checked you out, right?

Well, do me a favour.

Just move, John! I hate it here!

You're right.

Too awful.

But that's life.

A constant stream of shit moments with occasional spells of relief.

Even if that means you have to...

shove a plug up your butt to go swimming.

What?

Face it, Tessa.

You might never get out of that wheelchair.

Don't listen to him, babe.

You run like the wind while you still can.

Oh,

fuck! Hey!

Hey!

Where are you going?

Got a key.

Bye, bitches.

Marty Barbie.

Laters, David.

Be free.

What are you going to do about it? Nothing.

Nothing.

Hey, baby.

Is Dad all right?

Yeah. He's packing the car for school camp.

Oh.

He's going now?

Yeah. And we're leaving as soon as he's finished.

That's good, babe.

You guys will have heaps of fun.

Don't worry.

It's better you stay there anyway.

Till you get better.

Yeah.

See, I'm really sorry.

It's not your fault.

No, not about this morning.

Yelling at you.

I'm not feeling so good.

I get it, Mum.

John told me everything about you and what's wrong with you and that you

yourself in the face.

You did?

Yeah, and I know it's going to take longer for you to get better.

I really love you, you know?

Love you too.

Do you want me to tell Dad to call you back?

No, no, I'm good.

You guys have fun, eh?

Bye, baby.

Bye.

Where are you off to?

I don't know.

It's okay.

No, it's not. It's not okay.

I can't. I don't know what to do.

You're not the first.

You won't be the last.

What about we go back inside?

Okay.

Okay, let's go.

You're good.

How are we today?

Try real hard not to fuck it up for myself.

Good to hear.

I knew you'd be back, girl.

And look, I'm swimming.

Thanks to Nurse Karen's back blood.

Oh,

shit!

Shit! Shit!

Look at you, you chicken.

You are literally swimming around in shit.

Yeah.

I'm a chicken in shit.