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AUDREY: So, I will finish next
week's but then that may be it.

CHARACTER ON LAPTOP:
Where are you going?

The weekly newsletter.

Yes, Sue, I'm still doing it.

- OK. I'll hold.
- (BABY FUSSES)

She's going to miss Bella Nonna.

Don't you talk about it,
it'll upset me again.

We'll be back.

Every other weekend.

- What's that?
- We've found Pepe Le Pew.

It's just adorable.

Mum! You can't watch that today.
He's a would-be rapist.

The cat spends every ep
running for her life.

From a sexual predator.

Oh, he's just amorous.

Gosh, you're a bore.
You need to go to Paris.

Mummy's no fun since she had you.

Time's up, Pepe. Put a Bing on.

There's no non-consensual rape.

Oh, sorry, Sue. No. Yep.

Oh, no. I was just talking to my mother.

No, no.
It doesn't... No. It doesn't matter.

No. No. Not a...
No, she hasn't been. No.

Mummy's being silly, isn't she?

- It's funny and romantic.
- (GIGGLES)

Turn it off!

Zara's mum does plaits.

Yeah. Well, that's because Zara's
mum doesn't do a lice treatment.

Hi, mate.

Homework. Great, what have we got?

"3+3+1 = 5+2.

"True or false?"

"Well, everyone knows that,
so it's true."

It's not an explanation,
but you're right...

- Sorry, babe. I can't find my shirt.
- Uh, on the line.

OK.

And I need your tax receipts
and payroll.

- They're on the table.
- OK. There you are.

Why is there hair there?

Alright, out!
Go, everyone out into the car!

Go! I won't be a minute.

Close the door! Close the door. Close...

(KIDS PLAY NOISILY IN THE BACKGROUND)

"'I wish I was coming, Grace,"
Nan said, as she hugged me tight.

"'Oh, I'm going to miss
our huggles... our cuddles.'"

- (CHILDREN LAUGH)
- Stop.

- Are we there yet?
- Not yet, mate. In a sec.

Uh-huh.

Good girl, Jessie.

"Then, at the coo... at the coojong..."

(CHILDREN LAUGH)

"...Coorong..." Coorong.
"...Luke made us laugh.

"'Look!' he said, 'A pelican.

"'Its beak can hold more
than its belly can.'

"On our first night
we camped on the edge..."

Oh, thank God!

Oh, man.

Oh, man.

(THUD)

Shh. Shh. Shh.

(OPERATIC SINGING)

- Still awake, then?
- Hi.

I guess so.

Hello.

Why'd you get Phoebe and not Dave?

Dave's over at Martha's
looking after Teddy.

Hi. Hey, who's that guy?
Isn't he some kind of trailblazer?

Yeah. Certainly was. Roger Ward.

- He got Me Too'ed in the '90s.
- Ah.

Oh, my God.

Is that Angus Michaels?
With a spray tan?

- No. Oh, it is.
- It is.

- Love the lippy.
- He looks like Donald Trump.

Angus. Hi.

You remember Ruben?

(CHUCKLES) Yes. Yes, I do.

How are you? Oh, here we go.

How's Louise? And the kids?

Sublime. Pregnant. Number four!
Accident.

You going again?

- (LAUGHS)
- You can't ask that question.

- (LAUGHS)
- Someone doesn't want a second!

So, why the tan? It's barely spring.

- Just got back from Burning Man.
- Oh, nice.

- You a 'Burner'?
- Ah, no.

- It's a festival in the States.
- Yeah, I know.

Correction,
it's a de-commodified community.

It's a temporary city
they build once a year.

- It's got a barter system.
- Yes, I know.

And what did you barter with?
Finance tips?

It's gifting, not bartering.

And... yeah. A tribe of us traders went.

It's ironic, isn't it?
Traders, "gifting"...

It's not irony, Ruben, it's balance.

Did someone gift you that necklace?

They did. They did.

Hi. Sorry to interrupt. Here you go...

Oh, my God, did everyone
go to Burning Man but us?

No, that's just the glow of youth.

This is my niece, Zoe.
Next generation of us.

Yeah, well, next year,
I'm going with you!

- (LAUGHS AWKWARDLY)
- No. I don't think so.

Est, I hear that you've been
elected to the ASRB.

Yep, first board,
apart from her own. We're very proud.

I was on that one 2012 to 2016.

Had to quit out of sheer boredom.

So now I'm just on the literacy
board, the foreign investment,

the AXB and GOB.

Oh, and the Aus Ballet, which I adore.

Wow. A real board hog, huh?

(LAUGHS, OINKS)

(LAUGHS)

- (WHISPERS INDISTINCTLY)
- Hmm?

Oh, duh. Why didn't I think of you?!

Zoe's looking for a uni placement,
will only work with female MDs,

and I was racking my brain...

Maria Pippos, Jill Jacobs,
Helen Cooper. Me.

Sure. What do you say? Bit of mentoring?

It could be good for future boards.

- I'd love to.
- Oh, my God! That would be amazing.

Thank you.

I read this article about these facials

that use penis cells
to rejuvenate the skin.

I think I need a penis facial.

Well, I could give you one of those
right now.

Yeah. Sorry. That was a bit gross.

- It's just been a while since...
- That's because I'm exhausted.

Don't get to bed before one.

Those creams take you an hour.

I am in her bedroom
for at least two hours,

and then I'm eating at 10,
and then I have to work 'till one.

- Maybe I should do bedtimes?
- No!

It's just that I don't
have any space for us.

Are we just old and boring?

Why is everyone 'burning' but us?

I mean, do you remember
when we used to have fun?

We used to go out,
we went and saw bands.

- In the '90s?
- Yeah.

Now I'm just an old, old mum.

With wrinkles at rest.

I love your wrinkles. I love this one.

And this little guy, when you smile.

And that one.

And that one in there.

That one. And that one. And that one.

And I love these.

That one there.

There, there, little wrinkle.

I love those guys.
Love that one when you smile.

- OK, Ruben.
- And up there...

That's enough.

And I like yours too!

- What are you doing in there?
- Nothing.

Stevie... Daddy's eating Vegemite
too. See?

And there's a song about that.

That Daddy can't remember...

- (HUMS)
Nuh, nuh, Veg...

(GASPS) Oh, nice parenting, Jeremy.

It's all through her ear canals.
Thanks, darling.

- Now I'll have to wash her hair too.
- I'm sorry.

The framing is absolutely appalling.

You left me no head room.

- Uh... Better?
- Oh, yeah. Stay there.

You're desperate. Nothing to see.

No more milk. I'm just nipple now.

They'll come back, won't they?

Five years, Barb said.

- Hey, what time's your Harry Skype?
- 10.

He said it's just a formality,
but maybe I've misread it

and, you know, I've failed probation.

No! Better start packing.

Yeah. Well, just wait for my call,
because I'm nervous now.

Well, good luck.

I better wash this yoghurt out,
got our check-in with Ambrose today.

I'm going to ask her about
the wrist thing and sociopaths.

You got any questions?

Uh... No. Oh, ask about
the five-year thing, the...

Questions about your daughter,
not my mammary glands.

Thank you very much. Bye-bye.

Almond flat white? Mademoiselle.

Double shot latte? Madame?

Oui.

Hang on a sec. What did you say?

- Double shot latte.
- No.

Pierre, did you just call me Madame?
Not that it makes a difference.

Oui.

Well, yesterday I was Mademoiselle.
And every fucking day before that.

I mean, what do you guys do?

Do you go into a staff meeting
out the back

and decide who's looking old?

Are there, like, photos
of us stuck on the wall?

I mean, she's Mademoiselle.
Course she's a fucking Mademoiselle.

- Ester, you create a scene.
- Do I?

Well, let me just tell you,

you have lost yourself
a very important customer.

I spend a shitload of money in here.

So the joke is on you, monsieur.

This one comes highly
recommended, but it's $2,000.

- Oh, God. That's no good.
- Is there anything else?

Well, we could always
get one of those pod things.

No! Just keep looking.

Or you can get the intern to do it.
She'll be here in a sec.

- Whose dumb idea was an intern?
- It's Angus Michael's niece.

Got it. I'll get her to clean out
the storeroom. It's a mess.

Hi. Sorry. Zoe Michaels.

- Yes, we've met.
- Of course.

Aww... adorable.

Is it just the one?

Yep.

Lady, you are a powerhouse.

I am so thrilled to be here,

instead of with some old man
staring at me like I'm lunch.

Well, thank you.
That's a lovely compliment.

But I don't think
you will be in here with me.

I think you'll be with Belle.

She's got some micro-management
she wants to talk to you about.

Don't you, Belle?

- Yes, some minor managerial tasks.
- Perfect.

I love micro-managing.

Oh, Belle, maybe Zoe
could get us a coffee.

From Pierre's?

(VIDEO CALL RINGTONE)

Oh, Hey, Jeremy.

- You after Harry?
- Hi, Ros.

Yeah. Is he around?

He is,
although he's in no state to talk.

He's, um... well,
a bit of a boozy lunch.

How are you going anyway?

- You enjoying the States?
- Not really.

It's just really tedious making
new friends in your 40s, you know?

And I'm actually missing my mother,
which is weird.

- We're not even that close.
- MAN: Can you believe that?

A grown woman crying over her mother.

Shut up, Harry.
She's coming for Thanksgiving.

Women and their mothers, eh, mate?
Women and their mothers.

- Yeah, get off.
- How are you, mate?

Drink with me, buddy. Drink with me!

- It's 10:00am, mate, so I better not.
- (CHUCKLES)

- Jezza?
- Yeah?

I gotta say,
the probation period is over.

And the Americans fucking love you.

They love you.
They think you're amazing.

I think you're amazing.
And I'm really happy as well.

I've gotta say, and I mean this
from the bottom of my heart,

you remind me of me, mate.

That's what...
That's what inspires me the most.

Do I? Thanks, mate.

That is a huge compliment.

But now,
things are going to start escalating

in the coming months, though, Jezza.

So you've got to be on the ball.

Keep the momentum,
if you know what I mean.

Because you are it.

But right now,
tell you what you should do.

Get yourself a bottle of champagne,
pop the cork on it,

and find yourself a house.

But preferably,
somewhere with a little wing

where you can shove the mother-in-law,

if you know what I mean, mate.

- Been lovely chatting.
- Yep.

Love you!

Got it.

(TO HIMSELF) It's great news.

ALL:
You do the Hokey Pokey
and you turn around...

No, Jakey. Sit. Do it with your head.

What's that?

They just want to see
if Mummy can count to 10.

- Is that from Jakey?
- (BABY CRIES)

Oh, Jakey!

I told them you'd lock them up
if they didn't...

OK. Just straight into it? OK.

- One, two, three, four...
- (BABY CONTINUES CRYING)

Come on. Come on. Come on.

- AMBROSE: Audrey.
- Just... Just wait.

- Audrey!
- Sorry, she's about to do it.

I want you to see this.
(TO THE BABY) Come on.

Any second now.

There! There. That. See that?
The rotation of the wrists.

It's normal.

You sure? Not a sign of autism?

Sometimes I think she lacks empathy.

- Have you been on the internet?
- No...

- Maybe.
- Yeah.

Didn't he do that in Rain Man?

Oh, yeah. But that was all in the head.

And it was quite inaccurate. (SCOFFS)

- Well, he won an Oscar, didn't he?
- (SCOFFS)

But what about the empathy thing?

Sometimes she just whacks other kids,

and then, when they cry, nothing.

I'm a bit worried about
sociopathic tendencies.

Well, you just tell her "No".

(BABY REACTS)

She'll learn empathy
through your facial expressions, too.

I mean, you're not using
the Botox, obviously.

Good. I'd be more worried
about their kids.

Shall we?

- You OK?
- Yeah, yeah. I'm good.

- (PHONE RINGS)
- Oh, Sorry. Sorry.

- Do you mind if I...?
- No, no.

Hi.

Shit! OK.

Yeah, I know it.

OK. Leaving now. Yep. Bye.

Sorry, Ambrose, I've got to go.

A... a friend. It... Sorry.

But I am great by comparison.

- See ya.
- Don't forget to reschedule.

- Hey.
- Hi.

Alright, go. Go. In, in, in.

It's ridiculous, Aud.
I wasn't even over.

The cop had it in for me. Female too.

That's weird. What did you blow?

0.0499.

So, not over.

Under, if anything.

That's tough.

I can drive it home. That's fine.

You know what?

I reckon we should chuck your pram
in the back of the car

and I can push the girls home
in the double, back to mine,

if you could take the twins.

- Is that alright?
- Yeah.

Or maybe I could pop Stevie
in the car seat

and save you the bother of the two.

No, you know what?
They are more bother, trust me.

Do you know the Hokey Pokey?

You sure you're OK?

Yeah.

Yeah. Bad day, you know.

Well, if there's ever anything
you want to talk about... at all,

- you can...
- Thanks, love.

I mean, I don't really know much
about addiction.

Actually, I do have one friend,
who was living on the streets,

dealing drugs, and he's doing great now.

Last time I saw him
he was in a dress shoe.

With a tracksuit, but still.

He's designed his own recovery program.

- Very funny guy.
- I'm not an alcoholic.

Oh, no, no, no, no. Sorry. No.
Of course not.

No. I just meant if you wanted
to, like, cut back.

I mean, we could all cut back,
couldn't we?

I always have one, once she's down.

But I'm not going to have it tonight.

Me either.

- Done!
- Deal.

- Yeah. Easy.
- (LAUGHS)

(LOUDLY) I leave you alone
for five seconds...

Where's your sister's eyebrows?!

That's it. No ice-cream!

Jesus Christ!

(KIDS PLAY NOISILY)

Dinner.

Dinner, you guys.

- Oh, hi.
- Hello.

You are actually out of
'With Compliments' slips.

Do you want me to order you some more?

We don't do those anymore.

- Are you going home?
- Yeah. Soon.

You doing anything tonight?

Oh, Belle just told me
that Ruben's organised

some kind of surprise date night thing.

Which is kind of annoying,
because I'd rather just go home.

Mmm. Yeah, and isn't it, like,
the year of the self?

I mean, that's why Uncle Angus
went to Burning Man

and Aunt Lou did Fiji,

because the key to a healthy
marriage is self-care, right?

Not date nights.

Yes. Well, if I were married to Angus,

I guess that would be the case,

but we prefer to do
a kind of daggy date night thing.

Together.

Yeah! You bet. That's a good idea.

I'm going to try that. (LAUGHS)

OK. Well, um...

You should... Have... fun.

Is she down...?

Gee, Dave's good.
Bet he's washed up, too.

Surprise!

We're seeing a band.
You know, like the old days.

- Is it an underage gig?
- No.

They're our age, aren't they?

- Are they?
- Yeah.

- What's the band called?
- You'll find out. You'll love it.

OK.

(LOUD, HEAVY ROCK MUSIC PLAYS)

- Did you get a pinot gris?
- No Pinot Gris.

- What?
- (LOUDLY) No Pinot Gris.

Just have a beer.

Oh! Excuse me!

- I didn't pay to hear him.
- I can't hear you.

- What?
- Are you talking? I can't hear you.

- I can't hear you.
- I can't hear you.

- I want to go.
- Huh?

- I want to go!
- This is the support band.

- Yeah.
- Support band.

Where are you going?

(DOORBELL RINGS)

(SIGHS)

- Having a good day?
- No.

Hey, whoa. Are you the alcoholic?

Hey, watch the shoe, please.

(SIGHS)

How you going? My name's Scott.
I'm your brand-new sponsor.

Barb, and I don't need a sponsor.

Said the alcoholic.

- Just maybe someone to talk to.
- Yeah. That's me.

And for a moderate fee,
I can give you the 12-step program

in six steps.

Save time, save money, save yourself.

I've actually cut out all the God stuff.

Well, I'm not an alcoholic.

I think we'll let BuzzFeed
be the judge of that. Step 1.

Do you feel listless
without a glass in your hand? A...

- Do you want a cup of tea?
- Yeah, lovely.

- Close the door.
- Very good.

- Do you have a criminal record?
- Yes.

I'd put a second lock on that.

OK. Results are in,
and they are fascinating.

- Why? What does it say?
- Well, I got 100 again.

So I'm full blown, but you are lineball.

- See?
- No, you got 50.

You're half an alcoholic

and it doesn't take much to become
a full alcoholic, believe you me.

Still, I think I can get you done
in four steps.

Triggers. Let's talk triggers.

When do you feel the need to drink?

Five o'clock. Like every mother.

Oh, boy. Really?

Yeah. It's called witching hour.

- Is it?
- Yeah. It is.

- Right.
- Dinner, bath, bit of a story, and bed.

I have a couple of glasses of wine
to take the edge off.

- OK.
- You obviously don't have kids.

I have three. Four. Three.
Doesn't matter.

So, stress is a trigger. Copy that.

Have you tried flipping it?

They read you a story?

They give you a bath. Boom.

- That's weird.
- OK. Well, help me out.

What do you do to destress?
You know, is it meditation?

Is it gardening?

Is it, you know...
I mean, obviously it's not the gym.

I don't know why you're wearing those.

I have three kids in bed asleep by 8:30.

What is this?

Have a glass of wine, watch The
Bachelor while I fold the washing.

- That's what I do.
- OK.

So, from 5:00 till 8:30,
we're on the piss.

We're bath, kids, routine,
blah, blah, blah, blah, blah...

Hey, Scott?

- I love my life. Alright?
- Do you?

- Yeah. I chose this.
- OK.

Put that on a hanger, saves on ironing.

Alright.

That five o'clock glass of wine,
that's for me, that's for Barb.

It's just I'm starting earlier
and finishing later.

- Yeah.
- Yeah?

And I don't know, I need...

- A Rat Park.
- Sorry?

See, your kids
obviously have a rat park,

and it's a very finely constructed one.

Where is yours?

What do you do that's just for you,

that doesn't involve
double fisting pinot gris?

Think!

- I honestly don't know.
- Now we're getting some honesty.

OK? So, peel it back.

What did you used to do
before you had kids?

What was that?

- Drinks and dancing with the girls.
- No.

- No booze in Rat Park.
- Stop saying "Rat Park".

Rat Park.

What is Rat Park?
How does it apply to you?

Here we go. Fasten your seatbelts.

In the '70s, right,
there was this famous experiment

where they got a bunch of rats, and
they put them in two separate cages.

OK?

First cage was an isolated space
that was shithouse and dull,

the other cage was endlessly
entertaining and stimulating,

and was awesome. Right?

Guess what happened?

The rats in the awesome cage

reduced their morphine addiction
to zilch,

because they had natural dopamine hits.

- PS, these were junkie rats.
- Make your point.

The point is, your addiction isn't
you, it's the cage you live in.

- Right?
- Yeah. Right.

Think about it, because this cage
here is pretty shit.

You need to break out occasionally.

I'm not a junkie rat.

Yeah. But you're not looking after
number one, are you?

Like, you have no self-care.

Well, you're in track pants, mate.

Yeah. With a dress shoe.

- It's the details.
- Is it?

Say "Rat Park". Say it with me,
because it's your new mantra. OK?

You know those things
on the wall that go "relax"?

I'm gonna get you one,
but it's going to say "rat"...

That's a fucking brilliant idea.
Say it with me. "Rat Park."

- Rat park.
- Rat Park.

- Rat Park.
- No, say it with me.

- BOTH: Rat Park.
- You're annoying.

Well, yeah. See how you're annoyed
with me? Put that into it.

- OK.
- That's something.

- Rat Park.
- Better.

- Rat Park.
- Better.

Thank you. Do you know the way out?

Yeah.

So, anyway, I'll get some change to you.

Sorry I don't have it on me.

But I like to travel light,
you know what I mean?

Anyway... Um...

Oh, look, I'm not even going to
take this.

- Well, it's not charged.
- Yeah, I couldn't find the charger.

But I like you anyway. OK? I think
you're going to be alright.

OK.

Just try and go without
for a little bit.

For God's sake,
just try and find your...

- Rat Park. Rat Park. Thank you.
- Rat Park. Rat Park.

Rat Park. Excellent. Thank you, Shane.

- Scott.
- OK.

(SIGHS) Oh, God.

(BABY CRIES)

God, can't even have a bloody cry.

Gee, they're flirty at Pierre's.

I don't know why women
have to put up with that shit.

Well, they don't.

That's why we don't go there anymore.

But it's the only place
around here that's decent.

- Ester...
- Mmm?

Would you mind if I stayed in here
today and shadowed you?

I think you'll find that quite boring.

I think that Belle's got something
that she wants you...

Boring? I would kill for your life.

I want to run my own company,
and have one child.

And I'd probably drop the husband.
No offence.

But you are living proof that you
can have it all, at the same time.

I mean, is there anything
that you can't do?!

Not at the same time.

I miss out on a lot with my daughter.

Well, you are setting
a great example for young women.

We see you, Ester.

And because of you,

fewer men will be flipping
out their dicks in the boardroom.

Figuratively or literally?

What?

OK. Zoe, that's enough.
Let's get cracking on that kitchen.

Belle, Zoe's going to stay with me
today.

Of course, Ester.

I'm just going to borrow her
for four hours and then I'll...

Belle, I'm mentoring.

So was I.

Here. Hey! Hey.
Take your bags, take your bags.

I love you. I love you. See you... soon.

(BREATHES HEAVILY) Ooh.

(BRIGHT DANCE MUSIC PLAYS)

Hi. I found it.

- I found my Rat Park!
- That's good, babe.

Yeah. And we're off the booze for a bit.

- What?
- Well, you know, just cutting back.

Don't let me have any more than,
like, half a glass a night.

And I'm going to go out dancing
every week.

I just need to find out what to do
for the other six nights.

Yes, Rat Park!

Getting out of the cage!

Yes!

I stink.

MAN: You're not leaving.
Let's have a few more...

JEREMY: No, I need a walk.

- Have a good night. See ya.
- WOMAN: Bye.

- Ow! (SCREAMS)
- Give us your wallet.

Take everything. Alright?

Hey. Phone's brand-new.

- (LAUGHTER)
- That was so easy.

Fuck!

(READS) "I cuddled Tiger

"and called out to Bessie.

"It was good to hear her... whinny back.

"Billy woke up and said,
'Are we there yet?'

"And we were. We were home."

I have been thinking about doing
a mentoring program with the uni.

Zoe has just been fantastic,

she just makes me feel like
I've made all the right choices.

- You have, Est.
- Well, maybe.

- Except for maybe the spiral perm.
- Yeah. Good point.

And we should have started earlier.

Hey, Est, we're good.

I mean, of course it would have been
nice to have another one,

but we're going to have
such a great life.

We're going to go
on really expensive holidays.

I've been doing some research
on Burning Man.

Fly in to San Fran, hire a car,

we can stay at Napa
for a couple of nights,

and then drive out to the desert.

Is it in the desert?

Ma... maybe you should have a look
at some footage from Burning Man.

Sure.

(WHOOPING AND CHEERING)

Oh, God. No.

It's like a circus in the dust.
Is everyone high?

Everyone's high. Yuck. No, thank you.

- Thank God.
- What, you didn't want to go?

No!

You were going to trek
all the way out to the desert

and put on feathers
and goggles, just for me?

Well, you're a good husband.

I have to go and do my face. Ohh!

Come on!

Creams.

- Honey?
- That was quick.

Oh, my God!

It's a sheet mask.

It's just like all my creams in one.
Much quicker.

Oh, I'm going to have nightmares.

No, you're not. I can still kiss.

Close your eyes.

How's that?

Mmm. Yeah, that actually works.

(DOOR CLOSES)

Who's there?

Mum, is that you?

(FOOTSTEPS)

Shit. Shit, shit, shit.

(IN A DEEP VOICE) Who's there?
I'm calling the police.

- Oh!
- Whoa!

Oh, my G...

Jesus fucking Christ, Jeremy!

- I thought you were a rapist.
- No. No, I'm just home.

I'm home.

Huh?

Doing some ironing?

No, it was a weapon.

- I was going to bash you with it.
- Oh, come here.

- Why didn't you call me?
- I'm sorry. I lost my phone.

Oh, my God.

- Were you doing your man voice?
- Yeah. That was really scary.

- (LAUGHS)
- Don't laugh.

Cute.

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