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Spoken to Cameron yet?

Would you at least
let me get on the plane

before you start with
the interrogation, Pete?

Bye, bubba. Mmm.

- Love you.
- You too.

Chaya is doing the dirty with hot cop.

- Caleb?
- It's purely casual.

- I don't get it.
- I do.

The only way to free you
is to remove your lower leg.

Poppy, how much walking
have you been doing?

They said 20,000 steps, Mum.

Over time.

Time of death 9:36pm.

I'm the reason that he was on the bus.

There are so many
factors in all of this.

The driver's state, the conditions,
the resources that we didn't have.

Wait.

What about the driver?

I'm sorry, it just came out.

People are gonna be out for blood.

You knew that that
bus driver was on drugs

and you still saved
that junkie over my boy.

What if it was your kid?

I guess sometimes we've
just got to deal with

the consequences of our actions.

Are you talking about them or me?

I'm talking about all of us.

I was thinking of cooking ragu tonight.

Delicious.

I finish my shift at 7:00,
so anytime between 9:00 and...

The end of time?

Almost certainly this century.

Great, great.

Why don't we share our locations?

Our what?

You know the little dots on our phones?

That way I can slow-cook dinner
to perfection for you the minute

you're walking through the door.

No nagging required.

Well, that does sound appealing.

With, you know, the added
bonus of locating you

if Anna kidnaps you.

Well, she does have a sheep station,

so I would imagine it would
be in a wool shed somewhere.

Ah. Clever, clever.

She's just grieving.

If I lost Henry, I'd be
looking for someone to blame.

Running onto tarmacs, attacking people?

Let's just discuss it
over ragu, shall we?

So, metime this century then?

Almost certainly.

Great.

OK, is he feeding?

Yeah, how's his temperature?

OK, no, no, no, you're doing a good job

and you just let me know
if anything changes, OK?

Yep, we're on our way.

Alright, Julie, bye.

- Nice night there, mate?
- Yeah, just a quiet one.

Oh, yeah.

What have we got?

A four-month-old with
a respiratory distress.

The mum, Julie, says he's lethargic,

he's not feeding, temp's low
and he's not wetting nappies.

You thinking viral?

Yeah, maybe.

Could be UTI, pneumonia.

I'm most concerned
about the lethargy, so...

I'll get NETS on standby.

Yeah, also Mira's flying.

She doesn't need to know it's
a baby until she knows, yeah.

Yeah.

So, results are back from your
nephrologist and obstetrician.

And my plumber and my accountant.

Levels are stable.

Pregnancy is tracking as it should.

OK.

That's, um...

That's good.

It's good.

Which means we are getting
to the point where...

I know, I know.

Decisions.

Have you thought about talking to Pete?

He got to you, didn't he?

Well, he is a midwife.

Don't tell him I said this,
but he's kind of a good one.

And he is quite fond of you.

Yeah.

- Sorry.
- No, it's all good. I'll go.

Thank you.

RFDS, Dr Harrod speaking.

Hi, my name is Yvette Tidwell.

Hi, Yvette, are you alright?

I think I've broken my arm.

Thank you so much, you're a lifesaver.

No, thank you.

She's my therapy baby,
aren't you, booba?

Hey, we got a P1 at Atherton Downs.

- How far's that?
- Ah, yep, I'll just check.

Hey, how was, uh...
How was your morning?

Results, you mean?

No, no, no, no, that's your business.

Those are for you.

Matty, could you do that
documentation audit for me, please?

Oh, why didn't you do it this morning?

Because my wrist, mate, my wrist.

OK, so Atherton is an hour away.

What's the weight and
I'll start inputting?

- Ah, 70kg.
- 70, yep.

We'll grab the gear
and meet you on board.

Great.

Bye, bubby. Bye, bubby.

So, FIFO or tourist?

Who's that?

Ford Fiesta? Didn't recognise her.

Yeah, Kelly?

She's a geologist actually with the uni.

Connected over your love of
clastic sedimentary rocks, did you?

Ooh, big time.

- Oh yeah?
- Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Just so you know,

Eliza and Ryan are
basically living together.

What's your go?

- I thought you'd forgiven me?
- Yeah, I have.

So, what, you just enjoy
torturing me, do you?

Well, yeah, but we're mates again now.

So, as mate, I feel duty
bound to let you know

when you're being a dickhead.

Oh, yeah, and how's that?

I don't know, mate, maybe
just pretending to hide away

in Adelaide writing
love sonnets for Eliza.

I don't even know what a sonnet is.

It's a 14-line poem typically
ending in rhyming couplet.

- Hello.
- Hello.

Are either of you two free?

I have a P2 cancer patient
with query arm fracture.

Ah, no, sorry, P1.

Try Matty.

OK.

Yikes.

What?

She didn't hear a thing,
mate. Don't worry about it.

I haven't been able to
get you on the phone.

So, you decided that

I wanted to see you in person instead?

I just wanted to see how you're doing.

Ah, well, Poppy's still in hospital,

and she's desperate for a running blade

that I can't afford.

The water pump failed,

so I came back here to fix
and now my alternator's blown,

so I can't get back.

Plus I keep getting phone
calls about my dead son

refusing to pay his phone bill, so...

all in all, I'm doing great.

Let me give you a lift back.

To Adelaide?

It's five hours.

I love a road trip.

You had to open your
big mouth, didn't you?

Eliza didn't hear me,
mate. Can you calm down?

How do you... how do you know though?

You know what? Maybe it's a good thing.

You know, the truth will set you free.

Mate, society would collapse if
we went around telling the truth.

But the question is what
would create more good,

the truth or the lie?

Ooh, he's been reading Kant again.

- He's being a bit of a...
- Bentham, actually.

In fact Kant would say
any lie's unethical,

so you're screwed either way, mate.

Well, if that's the case, mate,

the truth is you're
getting pretty annoying.

Sorry to interrupt you
two giants of philosophy,

but we don't have someone
to run the strip today,

so I'm going to need
to do a quick fly over.

How would it create more good anyway?

'Cause she seems pretty happy with...

What's his name, Ryan?

Well, if being with you
made her happier than

being with Ryan, it would.

Unless you're just worried about

what you two would actually
do together in the real world,

which is a fair concern.

Oh, yeah, righto. I think...

I think I preferred it
more when you hated me.

Oh, you're a big sook.

Wayne, call from the station.

Julie, how's he travelling?

Alright, can you measure his
breathing rate again for me?

Do you have any sugar syrup?

Well, give him a teaspoon of that

and then go back to
syringes of Hydralyte, OK?

We'll be there as soon as we can.

Alright.

Barely rousable, fever
and skin's mottled.

What are you thinking? Sepsis?

So, slight issue with the strip.

Not quite as advertised.

Looks like there's small
potholes and ridges everywhere.

Bad enough not to land?

Potentially. I'm gonna
need another look at it.

Well, how long's that going to take?

It's hard to say with
no-one on the ground,

but I'll be as quick as
I can. Maybe another five.

Have we got another five?

We've got whatever it takes.

Why, what is it?

I was gonna tell you on the ground.

It's a four-month-old.

But you said 70kg?

Mum and bub combined.

OK, running the strip again now.

So, how sick's the baby?

It doesn't affect whether
we land or not, Miz.

I know it doesn't.

I'm just trying to plan what
we might do heading back.

Well, sepsis is my best bet.

- Isn't that deadly?
- Yeah, it can be.

How's that strip looking?

It's hard to be certain
without eyes on the ground.

'Cause, you know, if we
don't stick the landing,

we're kind of no good
to them or anyone else.

What's... what's the nearest alternate?

Yeah, it's Jandarra,

which is about a 30-minute
drive from the scene.

There's no other option?

Like what?

Can someone else run it?

Who?

Get on the UHF. See who else is around.

Yeah, but I need to know
whose opinion I'm trusting.

Well, just trust your gut, Miz,

'cause the quicker we make a decision,

the quicker we get there.

Yeah, nah. We need to find an alternate.

Yvette Tidwell has
stage 4b ovarian cancer.

She's had chemo and radiation,
but it's metastasised.

So, has she requested
Voluntary Assisted Dying before?

I don't know.

I told her we couldn't legally
discuss it over the phone.

Also she mentioned a husband
who's not on the scene,

so there's a possible
marriage breakdown.

Have we organised ground transport?

Ah, no, sorry.

A bit snowed with the
rosters and this...

Oh, yeah, on that, Matty, I'm
gonna need next Friday off.

EXO are playing Adelaide.

Who?

EXO, K-Pop legends, bro.

Do you wanna come?

Thanks, a bit busy.

I'll call Caleb and see if
he's free to give us a lift.

- Cop Caleb?
- Yeah.

Goody.

- Hey.
- Thanks so much for coming.

Thank you, thank you.

Sorry it took us so long.

Just you here?

Yeah, my husband's mustering.

I-I wrote down all the things.

You've done a great job.

Miz, grab the vac-mat.

Yep.

He's more floppy than he was before.

What was his last temp?

34.9.

OK, let's get him
inside and get him warm.

Temperature's 34.9.

OK, bub, here we go.

Julie, do you have any
heaters you can get on for me?

- Yeah.
- There you go, bubba.

OK, bubba, here we go.

Sorry, mate.

Tachypneic, about 68 a minute.

Let's start some oxygen and
get bloods and IV access now.

Yeah.

What does that mean?

His breathing's a little bit fast

and we need to take a
little bit of blood, OK?

I'm gonna get a line in.

Miz, can you get the lights down for me?

Yeah.

I'll have a quick look
with the transilluminator.

Here we go.

Hey, little man, here we go.

What have we got?

It's completely shut down.

Wait, what's wrong?

Julie, it can happen sometimes.

'Cause Aiden's in shock,

it can make it a bit harder
to get a needle in, that's all.

BSL is 2.2.

OK, let's push some
dextrose, 10mils of 10%.

What, are you going to
try a different vein?

No, we need to get access now.

We're gonna go the IO.

Hey, guys. Hey, I'm Mira.

Hey, should we go watch some cartoons?

Julie, we need to use a small drill

that goes into the bone to get
the medicine in more quickly,

OK, but trust me, it sounds
a lot worse than it is.

A drill?

Oh, yeah, they use me as a guinea
pig in training all the time,

and trust me, your boy,
way tougher than me.

I tell you what, can you pack
Aiden a bag for the flight?

You good?

Yeah, yep, just letting her settle.

Him, I mean.

- You want me to do it?
- No, no, I'm good.

Alright, you're OK, bub.

Can I ask you two something?

What do you think about
location sharing on phones?

Is that just what couples do now?

Ferret and I didn't do it,

but that's because his
location was 98% the couch.

Whoa, wait, hang on.

Sorry, Ferret?

My ex-boyfriend.

Named Ferret?

Nothing sexual, don't worry.

Like absolutely nothing sexual.

Look, I don't know. It's
a bit intense, isn't it?

You know, just knowing where
each other is all the time.

Well, you know, it's, it's, it's...

it's a safety thing.

Have you been having
more trouble with Anna?

No, no. I mean it's more than safety.

I mean it's... having dinner
on time when I get home.

- Oh, that's sweet.
- That's a bit sad, isn't it?

Is this the first time you've fallen?

Just the latest battle in a war

against my body that I'm rapidly losing.

There's some obvious tenderness.

Could be a pathologic fracture.

Does it hurt anywhere else, Yvette?

Yeah, my back.

OK.

Is there anyone else around to help you?

The artist formerly known as my husband,

but I don't accept help from liars.

Oh!

Focal tenderness of L3.

Might be a pathologic fracture too.

Just let me know when you've
finished saving my life

so we can talk about my death.

Don't muck around, do you?

I thought you were
just gonna pretend that

I never said it.

No, we just can't
legally raise the issue.

It has to come from you.

Doctor, Officer, God...

I would like to discuss
Voluntary Assisted Dying.

Well, just so you know,

there's a strict
criteria for eligibility.

Over 18, tick.

Able to communicate, tick.

A disease causing death
within 12 months, tick.

Unacceptable suffering, tick.

Yvette?

Daryl called and said there
was cops out the front.

Are you OK?

Don't, don't touch me.

Owen?

We attended your crash.

- Is she OK?
- Yes.

I will be. In ten days.

I've requested the VAD.

V...

I know you're angry at me.

I don't even know you!

You can't let her do this.

She's only doing this to punish me.

I only put up with the pain
for this long because of you.

Now, I don't have to.

Owen, come and let's...
let's take a seat.

Let's get some oxygen on you.

Matty, can you get Yvette to
the Troopie while I assess Owen?

Yeah. Just rest here.

Got you.

OK, now...

You want an arterial
line for a proper BP?

Yeah, but let's keep moving.

He's small, so it might take a while.

I'm gonna need your help.

Hey, so Julie's packed
for all three kids.

Fuel's fine, but I don't...

We'll have to take two cars to the plane

and we've really got to move fast.

Yeah, we can't take them, can we?

- No.
- How is he? Is he OK?

I think Aiden has sepsis, which
is a severe blood infection.

Oh, my God.

We've started him on some
drugs to help his heart pump

and we're gonna get him
to hospital in Broken Hill

where they can run every
test he's gonna need, OK?

OK, thank you.

Well, we're ready to go whenever are.

The thing is in flight

we're gonna have to
focus on him completely,

and Aiden might need
help with his breathing

with some tubes or more ICU drugs,

and it might get pretty
scary for the boys.

So, is it possible for
someone to drive you

and the kids to town?

No, I can't leave him alone.

My husband's hours away.

Hey, hey, I know you
don't want to leave him.

I wouldn't either, but we're gonna
be with him the whole way, OK?

Yeah.

He's gonna be OK, isn't he?

Julie, he's in a critical condition,

but we're gonna do absolutely
everything we can, OK?

Just look after him
'cause he's very small.

We definitely will

and we're gonna call
you as soon as we arrive.

You know what, Julie?

A special teddy to keep him company.

Here's one for the boys.

You can give him a kiss
before we go if you like.

OK.

Have you been taking care of yourself

since the bus crash, Owen?

Any incentive spirometry or physio?

Not very welcome most places,

with the court case coming up.

Mm.

She still has good days, you know.

She's just angry at me, but...

Look, this isn't her.
You can't let her do this.

You can't.

If she meets the criteria,
the decision is hers.

And two doctors, that's what it says.

Her doctor and a specialist.
Two of them have to decide.

But not you.

What drugs or medications
are you currently taking?

Statins, ibuprofen, a weight loss thing.

Nothing that wasn't prescribed?

Not meth if that's what you mean.

I'm not here to judge.

I'm just here to help you feel better.

In the past, I bumped
a bit of speed to get

through the long drives but not anymore.

I haven't relapsed.

Yeah, well, the, uh, bloods
don't really lie, do they?

Caleb, Bondy here, you copy?

Yeah, copy Bondy, go ahead.

Hey, we're good to go.

How is he?

Well, he's a little
decreased on the left.

Could be atelectasis.

We're going to need to take them both.

Yeah, stand by.

Hey, sorry to interrupt, guys.

You don't have any spare Narcan, do you?

His pupils are tiny.

Raff, can you hear me?

This hand doesn't look good at all.

His radial pulse is weak.

What's doing the rounds
at the moment, Caleb?

Fentanyl?

Yeah, out here, it's mostly Fent,

but someone's been turbo
charging it with iso.

Iso.

Yeah, it's synthetic
opioids, ten times more...

- Yeah, I know what it is.
- ... potent than fent.

Breathing's down to six a minute.

- We need the Narcan.
- Yeah.

It's usually pretty quick, right?

Yeah, but sometimes iso
needs a higher dose to work.

Oh!

The lawnmower! You've ruined it.

No, no, no.

Raff, get back.

Ahh! Ow! God!

Ahh!

Ahh...

He's wasted, he's wasted.

Watch the hand!

- Settle down. You OK?
- Do I look OK?

Get him restrained please.

Oh, my God!

Into next week closer to
home, the driver of the bus

that crashed killing
two people in Kingsley

has been charged with new offences
after drug tests revealed high...

Sorry.

Christmas carols are worse.

The crash I can't avoid but Christmas...

I don't even want to think about.

You shouldn't have found out
about the driver the way you did.

I'm...

I'm sorry.

Look, if there's anything you need,

if you need anyone to
sit with you in court

during the trial or...

Have you got kids?

No.

Then we could drive for eternity

and I still wouldn't be
able to express to you...

what I need.

I need...

I need...

Can you pull over please?

Yeah.

OK, art line's secure. Picking up a MAP.

How's his perfusion?

Nah, still shut down below the knees.

Adrenaline's maxed at one.

Geez, Wayne, rash on the thigh.

It's non-blanching. Meningococcal?

That or DIC.

We've got to sort out this blood flow.

Alright, max out the
pressors first? Or steroids?

No, if there's nothing to pump,
a stronger pump's not gonna help.

What are we at? 40 per kilo?

Ah, yes.

Alright, we could give
another 10 per kilo of fluid.

- Yep.
- OK, hang on.

Let's max out the norad and
give him dex 0.15 per kilo.

Mira, he's gonna need
a tertiary hospital.

Can we divert to Adelaide?

Yeah, but isn't the mum
going to Broken Hill?

She won't be able to get to him tonight.

I'll call her.

OK, copy that.

Centre fly-doc 257, request direct
amended destination Adelaide.

Shit.

Bruising on the toes.

Fulminant Meningococcemia.

So, it is Meningococcal?

Chest movement's poor.

Breathing's stopped.

MAPs not reading.

Nup, no pulse.

Shit.

Starting compressions.

- Let's give a bolus of adrenaline.
- Yeah.

We need to sort his airway.

Wayne, I'm getting a flatline here.

Gosh, I should have
tubed him on the ground.

Idiot.

28, 29, 30.

OK, there's a pulse. There's a pulse.

I'll prep K and roc.

Grab the Miller, we need a tube in now.

Want to take a photo?

Want to take a photo? Come on.

Let's be cute.

What do you think, huh?

Ooh, you like that one, huh?

What do you reckon, Kalthi?

Would you be a good aunty?

End tidal's rising again.

How far are we, Miz?

30 away.

Check breath sounds.

Perfect, but he's not breathing over

and MAPs dropped out again.

Pulse?

No, no, no.

Give another bolus of
one mil of adrenaline.

Yep.

It's been 20 minutes since last gas.

Reversible causes?

Re-check an iStat off the art line.

Oh, yep.

Nah, still PEA. Another
bolus of adrenaline.

Yep.

Come on, Aiden, come on, little man.

Ph is dropping, calcium's
low. Another dose?

Yes, and bi-carb.

Bi-carb?

Heart rate's 55.

Shit, he's flatlining again.

More adrenaline?

Adrenaline and
noradrenaline are maxed out

and it's our third bolus.

Check his pupils.

Come on, bubba, come on.

Pupils fixed and dilated.

Any other ideas before
I stop compressions?

No.

Time of death, 18:16.

We should wrap him.

We need to leave the
tubes in for the coroner.

If we leave them in, can I hold him?

Can you pass me his beanie and blanket?

Mate, is the mum going to Adelaide?

Oh, shit, no, she's coming here.

- I'll go tell her.
- Mate, let me do it.

No, it's OK. It should be me.

Tay? You all good?

Hey, are you with Mira?

Yeah, yeah, I'm with her now.

I'll put you on speaker. Hang on.

Tay, Tay, are you OK?

Is Kalthi OK?

Yeah, yeah, Kalthi's fine.

She's down, but are you back?

I'm just...

I'm not feeling well.

She's had 250mls, fast asleep.

Oh, thank you.

- I hope you feel better.
- Thank you.

Right, bye.

- Hey.
- Hey.

- You alright?
- Yeah, yep.

I'm fine. I'm fine.

I just started to feel
really sick all of a sudden.

So, I can... Do you
want me to drop you home?

No, nah, it's fine.

No, I actually think the fresh
air will be good for me tonight.

Alright.

It's not Cameron.

It's?

The father.

- It's not Cameron.
- OK.

We hadn't, you know, for
months before we broke up, so...

Alright.

OK.

Then I went to Dubbo
for Darren's birthday...

about three months ago.

Aha! Yeah, right.

OK.

And now...

I don't know what to do.

I wish Mum was here.

Oh, Tay.

Yeah, well, I'm not your mum

and I'm not Darren.

But I am here, no matter what
you decide to do, alright?

And if you do choose to have it,

I swear to you I'll be
the greatest great uncle

this side of Menindee.

- I will.
- Alright.

OK.

Um, I'm gonna go home, OK.

OK, are you sure you
don't want me to come?

- It's fine.
- OK.

- And thank you.
- That's alright.

- Bye.
- Yeah, that's alright.

You locked out?

What if we caught it?

Meningococcal?

But you didn't give mouth to mouth.

Yeah, but I held him.

So, isn't there a chance that
I could give it to Kalthi?

I told you, one more
relapse and I'm out.

I told you that.

I didn't relapse.

Look...

Vetty, I don't care if the
world doesn't believe me.

I don't care if I go to jail.

I deserve to anyway.

I was rushing, I was distracted.

All I care is that you believe me.

Is there any way that blood
test could have been wrong?

It's...

highly unlikely.

Let's just go, please.

OK.

Thanks for the...

What do you call a five-hour lift?

Anytime.

Sorry about the screaming.

That's OK.

And I would like that...

some support at the trial.

Yeah, yeah, of course.

OK.

- Drive safe.
- Thanks.

And what's your rank again?

Senior Sergeant.

OK.

And do you want to press any
charges against the patient?

I reckon he's got enough on his plate.

Sure it doesn't have
anything to do with you

having to tell your superintendent

that you got concussed
macing a flight nurse?

Oh, that's an added benefit.

Um, what about you?

Are you going to press
charges against me?

I've seen enough
paperwork for one lifetime.

Yeah, sorry.

I can see you've got a lot going on.

I mean senior nurse

and running half the
base from the looks of it,

and thanks to me,

you're doing it with your eyes closed.

So, I was wondering if a
drink would make up for it?

Isn't police bribery frowned upon?

Yeah, so what if it was in more of an

unofficial capacity like,

I don't know, say on a date?

A what?

Sorry if I've misread...

But you're not...

you're not gay.

No.

I guess technically I'm bi,

but I apologise if I've got
this wrong and you're not...

Nah. Oh, sorry. No, did I, um...

No, no, no, it was... it was nice.

I just got pepper spray in my mouth.

Yeah, see, how do you like it?

It's not great, is it?

Hi, this is Caleb, leave a message.

Hi, hey, it's Chaya.

Um...

I just heard about you macing some
people and getting knocked out.

Oh, my God.

How are you?

Uh, yeah, anyway,

I'm just overnighting in Adelaide

all on my lonesome and,
um, yeah, I am just...

just checking in.

OK, anyway...

call me, OK?

Bye-bye.

Hi, bubby.

- Hi.
- Hi.

Hi, baby.

Thank you.

And thanks for bringing these.

Of course.

And you do know the chances
of you getting meningococcal

are very, very low, let alone Kalthi.

I know. I'm sorry to do this to you.

This is so much nicer than
writing incident reports

for Matty and Caleb.

What? What happened?

Oh, the usual.

Caleb sprayed Matty with pepper spray

instead of an agitated drug addict.

Yeah, right, I bet that went down well.

I thought we were having a bad day.

I'm really sorry about yours.

It's just always there, isn't it?

Like maybe that strip
would have been fine

and we would have been
there half an hour earlier

and that might have been the difference.

No, you made the right call.

I know it's not the
feminist thing to say,

but after days like today,

I'm not sure I can ever leave her again.

Do you have any idea how
many times I called in sick

just to stay home with Henry?

Can you guys promise me that
if anything happens to Wayne

or I that you'll take care of her?

Um, yeah.

Of course.

Thanks.

Ryan.

Oh, hi, sweetheart.

Absolutely my fault.

It's been a crazy day. Can
I call you back in a sec?

You know what? You guys, you go.

It's fine. I've taken
the antibiotics now.

I think it'll be fine.
I'm just being silly.

- You guys go.
- Yeah?

Yeah. Alright.

- OK.
- Thank you.

- Hey.
- Hey.

Eliza, Eliza brought
us some antibiotics.

Oh, great.

How was Julie?

I'm sorry.

I know you think I
should have tried landing.

No, I don't.

- Really?
- No, I don't.

It's just...

When I started here,
Darren was already older.

I'd been away for most of his life.

And I was a decade younger.

But now with Kalthi...

suddenly I'm worried about all
this stuff that I wasn't before.

Loving something this much
really can suck, can't it?

Yeah, it really can.

I love you.

You too.

So, Owen the bus driver was on Duromine,

a weight loss drug that's
also an amphetamine.

But he had a history
of using, didn't he?

Yeah, but...

I don't know.

I believe him. I think
he's telling the truth.

But I saw him taking pills
like right before the bus crash.

I mean, are you sure?

Are you sure you don't just want him

to be innocent to make
us feel better about Joe?

Us?

You mean me?

No, no, I'm the one that
sent Joe up the road.

Hey, um...

I feel like a thank you is in order.

I'm assuming, did you...

Did you have a word to Taylor for me?

I barely said anything.

Well, thank you.

Hey. G'day, Pete.

- How are you, mate?
- Good, mate, how you going?

Yeah, good.

Boss won't let you knock off?

I'm not his boss.

You hungry? You fancy some ragu?

Oh, that's very generous,
but, um, I'm a bit knackered.

I think I might just grab
a kebab with garlic sauce

that I'll regret and head
straight to bed, but thank you.

Yeah. No worries, another time.

See you, mate.

So, um, I've been thinking about

the whole dot sharing thing.

Oh, yeah, no, just I'm sorry about that.

I... I realised it was probably

a bit much and kind of slightly creepy,

so let's just forget about it.

Maybe we could just do some
Muay Thai classes instead?

Well, you do know that I
have a blue belt in Taekwondo.

What? You do?

There's things you don't know about me.

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