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The dropped charge against Louisa Corrigan? It was child abduction.

LULU: I don't like her.

You don't like anyone. Hey. She was probing.

ANGE: Isabelle's lying about who she is.

And she's hitting on my husband. I know it.

FRAN: Nigel?

Do you think you could try to get out of pyjamas before dinnertime?

ISABELLE: I got another name for you - Peter Watts.

He was also involved.

What's all this about?

Child services showed up in my work today.

They were asking about you!

As Elvis's only living biological parent,

Pete could apply for full custody.

(ALERT CHIMES)

JULIAN: This isn't an internal slap on the wrist.

You could be facing criminal charges.

Fuck, fuck, fuck!

Where are you?

What are you doing here, Jules?

What was I supposed to do?

Is...

..I was genuinely concerned.

You didn't need to come here.

In fact, it feels a little stalker-ish.

And what about the lies?

Missing your professional conduct review.

There might have been something I wanted to check out down here.

You promised me you were done, after what happened last time.

And I thought I was.

I really did. (SIGHS)

But I couldn't ignore this.

(SIGHS) What am I looking at?

Somebody here knows something.

(SIGHS)

SONG: # My name should be trouble

# My name should be woe

# For trouble and heartache

# Is all that I know

# Yes

# A lonely # Bup-bup-bup-bup

# Lonely blue boy

# Bup-bup-bup-bup

# Is my name # Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

# Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

# My life has been empty # Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

# My heart has been torn

# It must have been raining

# The night I was born

# Yes

# A lonely # Bup-bup-bup-bup

# Lonely blue boy

# Bup-bup-bup-bup # Is my name

# Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

# Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

# Well, I'm so

# I'm so afraid

# Of tomorrow # Tomorrow

# And so tired

# So tired of today

# Tired of today

# They say that love

# Is the answer # Oh, oh

# But love never came... # WILL: Mum!

Ollie won't give me the remote control!

SONG: # My way... # OLIVER: No! I had it first!

SONG: # I'm writing this letter... # (SIGHS)

WILL: It's mine! Give it! OLIVER: Nah!

WILL: Give it us here! Give it now!

SONG: # If you should find it... # (OLIVER YELLS)

SONG: # And if you're alone

# Well

# A lonely # Bup-bup-bup-bup

# Lonely blue boy

# Bup-bup-bup-bup # Is my name

# Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

# Remember

# A lonely # Oh-oh-oh

# A lonely blue boy # Bup-bup-bup-bup

# Is my

# Name. #

(PANTS)

(BOTH PANT)

FRAN: We've got to stop doing this. (SIGHS)

I know.

No, I mean...

..we just can't keep doing this, Lucas.

I know!

You came to me, remember?

You always come to me.

You always let me in.

(SIGHS) You want a ride back?

No, it's OK. I'll run. (SIGHS)

I want to do another five k.

I didn't come here to fight, Is.

I know.

I'm sorry.

Yeah.

Do you even see a future between us?

Of course.

I...I...

..I hope so.

Yeah. Yeah, I hope so too.

(INHALES AND SIGHS)

So, what's going on here?

Well, I've hit a brick wall. (SIGHS)

Um, I need to access these files,

but because of the stupid suspension, I've been locked out.

(SIGHS)

You know I can't do that.

(SIGHS)

You asked.

That's what's keeping me here.

Do you want coffee?

Hey, chicken.

(DOOR CLOSES) I'm hungry.

FRAN: You're hungry?

OK. Yeah. (ALERT CHIMES)

Hey, Nigel? NIGEL: Yeah.

(FRAN SIGHS)

Hey. Hey.

What's going on here?

Um, I'm rearranging the bookshelf.

(SIGHS) Oh.

I can see that, but why?

Well...I gotta look for something, I can't find it,

which is...you know, it's a handbrake when I'm in the zone,

so I'm just rearranging.

When was the last time you were in the zone?

(LAUGHS) No, I look for a reference and...and I can't find the book,

so, you know, um, I just thought if I could rearrange it

in the Dewey decimal, problem solved.

Dewey decimal? Yeah.

You a librarian now? Fran, come on.

Just...can you leave me to the rearranging? It's good.

I've got this. It's good.

And you just had to do it right now, first thing in the morning?

NIGEL: Yeah, yeah. I mean, have you seen the dust back here?

It's a shambles. Yes. Yeah, Nigel.

What? Sweetheart.

What?! Can you stop?

Can you... Just stop. Can you just... What? No, what?! OK!

What are you doing?! What?!

But you're always complaining at me about

how I never get that far along with my PhD.

So I thought if I just get some order, I can get somewhere. OK?

Sorry. I just...I'm being proactive. I'm doing something useful.

If you wanted to do something useful,

you could have fed our kid.

I've been called in to work for a last-minute mediation.

I've got to go. Childcare's still closed for the holidays.

It's over to you. I know.

Mm-hm.

I'm gonna take a shower. Good. That's... Yep.

(SNIFFS)

I'll get... I'll get breakfast for Rosie.

FRAN: Right.

(KEYS PLAY)

What will Elvis call him?

(XYLOPHONE PLAYS)

Pete?

Hm.

(XYLOPHONE PLAYS)

(KNOCKS)

Good morning.

I'm Angela Romero. You can call me Ange.

I'm the local realtor and manager of this property.

Yeah. Hi. Is there...?

Isabelle didn't mention there'd be any extra guests staying.

No. To be fair, Isabelle didn't know. I surprised her.

Oh. Yeah. She's just in the shower.

Will you be staying long?

Don't know.

Yeah. Can't say.

Well, I'm willing to waive the extra guest surcharge,

but I will need your details to add to the agreement.

Mm-hm. Yeah. Sure. What do you need?

Driver's licence.

Yeah. No.

Thank you, Detective.

Will you be needing anything else?

Any extra bedding?

Nope. No, no.

Think we're alright. Yeah, thank you.

Uh-huh.

Isabelle didn't mention she had a partner.

ISABELLE: Hey, should we go for a walk?

Ange!

Hi. Um, I was just seeing if you two needed anything.

We don't. Thank you.

Yep.

Well, it was lovely to meet you. You too.

And I hope you two have a great day! Oh! Thank YOU.

Mmm.

She's, um...

She likes to know everything about everyone.

(SIGHS) Oh, God.

These people.

(GROANS)

(SIGHS)

I want to go to the playground.

Yeah, we will later, sweetheart.

But I want to go on the swings!

LULU: We're here to meet someone.

Hi, Elvis.

So this is Pete.

I wondered if maybe we could spend a little time together today.

Would that be alright?

Are there fish in there?

Oh, yeah. Yeah, I think there's a lot of fish in there.

You want to have a look, see if we can see some?

Yep. Alright. After you.

Jumping through the dunes, huh?

ELVIS: Yeah! PETER: Watch the spikies.

(ELVIS SPEAKS INDISTINCTLY) PETER: Yeah, they're around.

See some shells here?

(HANDBRAKE CLICKS)

Hey, mate. How are ya?

G'day. How you going? Yeah, good, good.

Good. Yeah, what do you think?

Oh, she's a little bit weather-beaten.

LUCAS: Oh, yeah. Loved. MAN: Yeah.

LUCAS: I like to say it's loved. New bearings in the trailer.

I noticed that. Yeah. Just got that done.

Yep. The 50 outboard.

Just been serviced, so good to go.

MAN: Yeah, looks like she's been in the water a bit, doesn't it?

LUCAS: Yeah. Been in the water a lot.

Like, I've had a lot of fun with this girl.

MAN: Yeah. LUCAS: Me and the boys.

But I think it's... time for an upgrade.

Yeah. (SIGHS) Yeah.

What sort of price you looking at?

Um...

(DOOR OPENS)

(DOOR CLOSES)

It's done. Sold it.

He's bringing the cash tomorrow. No, he's not.

What? Yes, he is. I know a tyre kicker when I see one.

Spot 'em a mile off.

"Oh, we love the area. We're thinking of buying a beach house."

They never do.

Yeah, but this is a little different, though.

Mmm. Just as long as it's gone by the street party.

Did Ben talk to Barb yet? The council meeting's next week.

Uh, don't know. I didn't ask him to report back.

No, absolutely not. Put it away. No, I've washed it.

OK? There is no sand in there. Sand's like glitter. Look.

I can already see it all over the chair, Lucas.

I'm going to the office.

(DOOR OPENS)

(DOOR CLOSES)

How long are you staying?

I don't have to be back until Friday.

Mmm. You?

(PUTS CUP DOWN)

What information do you need?

Uh, files on Louisa Corrigan.

She grew up in foster care. Her kid's potentially also foster care.

I just want whatever local child services has.

Ah. (CLICKS TONGUE)

If only you went to your work review, eh?

Oh. Thanks, Dad.

I'm thinking of trying the family lawyer, Fran.

Well...

..if the lawyer's professional, she won't give you anything.

Yeah, they're having a bit of a custody scare at the moment

with Elvis's dad.

He's a...ex-junkie, bit of a temper.

Huh.

You think he's dangerous?

I don't know.

He could be.

Are you asking me

to do something unethical?

Well, they should know if he's a threat.

(SIGHS) (SIGHS)

Either way, I'm not going home until I know what's in those files.

What do you think you're gonna find, you know? DNA analysis?

No, I'd be happy with a valid birth certificate.

Would you?

If I do this and...

..it IS a dead end...

..promise me that you'll come home.

I promise.

I know how it looks.

I...

..I...I do have a system.

OK?

OK.

Rosie, darling.

Mummy has to go to work. Don't go.

I'm so sorry. No, don't go.

Yeah. I've got to go.

But I will be back by dinnertime.

So, what should we have?

Pizza. Pizza?

OK.

Pizza for dinner?

Yeah. Great.

Um...we can put anchovies and...

..uh, broccoli on it.

ROSIE: No broccoli! NIGEL: No?

I don't want broccoli on the pizza.

OK. If you say so.

Hey, do you want to play librarians? Sure.

Great.

Alright, well...do you know what a book looks like?

(SARCASTICALLY) Yes.

OK. Show me. (DOOR OPENS)

Alright. Mmm.

(DOOR CLOSES) Mmm. Oh. Oh. Oh, dear.

Oh, OK.

(LAUGHS) Where are YOU going?

Mum, I thought you had a protest.

Oh, it was cancelled, 'cause of the heat.

Oh.

Well, I'm about to cave and tell Mia we're going for ice cream,

if you want to come.

Oh, honey, just leave me here.

I'll look after George and Mia.

ESSIE: I think it's good for them to get out.

Essie, it's a heatwave.

Just bring her home an ice cream.

You got your washing out? I'm gonna put a load on.

You don't have to do our washing, Mum, but...

..yes - it's in the basket.

Tissues out of the pockets? Yes, I think.

Mum, please. I can wash the kids' bottles when I get back.

When are you getting home?

I don't know. Why not?

'Cause it depends. On what?

On...on how hot it is, how busy it is, how long my bladder holds...

This...this is why I need to move out!

Are you moving out?

Yes.

Eventually.

But it...it...it might be sooner rather than later.

We've been talking about it.

MIA: Mummy, I need to go!

(GEORGE CRIES) MIA: Mummy! Mummy!

Quick! It's number two! (GEORGE CRIES)

I'll get George. You get Mia.

(GEORGE CRIES)

(DOOR CLOSES)

Fran Hewson? Yeah.

Julian Napa. I'm just staying at number four.

Oh. With Isabelle. Mmm. Look.

I'm off duty, so not acting in any official capacity.

OK.

Isabelle mentioned that she was concerned about

the safety of Elvis Corrigan.

Did she? Yeah.

Oh.

What's this about?

She heard a man threatening the household.

Are you the family's legal counsel? Yeah, I am.

But they don't believe that Elvis is in any danger.

Could be overreacting,

but I've seen too many of these situations end badly.

Uh-huh. Yeah.

I understand there are child protection records.

There are. Yeah.

Uh, and they're confidential.

Just trying to help.

Um...

..I don't know what this is really about,

but if you want access to confidential files,

then you will need a warrant...

..Detective.

Sure.

(DOOR CLOSES)

No go. She's by-the-book.

(SIGHS) Oh, God.

Can we go home now?

Well, no. You didn't get the files.

Come on. Isabelle. Is. (KNOCK AT DOOR)

(DOOR OPENS)

Hey. ISABELLE: Oh, hey!

(DOOR CLOSES) (LAUGHS) Essie!

(SIGHS) Are you OK? Yes.

But I'm going for ice cream. Please say you'll come.

Oh. I...I'd love to. I, um...um... Hey.

Oh, hey.

ISABELLE: Hey. Th...uh... Essie, this is Jules.

Jules, Essie. Um... Hi.

Essie lives next door. Ah. Another neighbour.

Yes. (LAUGHS)

You...are you a friend or visiting town?

Yeah. I'm, uh, Isabelle's partner.

Oh!

I didn't... Oh.

I didn't realise that... ISABELLE: Yeah.

Uh, we were... I think we were gonna...

Yeah. Oh...oh, totally. I'm, um...

We can do it another time.

ISABELLE: OK.

(SIGHS) (DOOR OPENS)

Well, this new... (DOOR CLOSES)

..Isabelle is very friendly.

Oh, it's the cul-de-sac. Everyone knows everyone.

Yeah. (LAUGHS) I'm gonna jump in the ocean.

OK. Cool. Yeah.

(DOOR CLOSES)

Essie!

Hey, Essie?

(SIGHS)

Sorry about that.

Thought you said you were single.

I have a lot of things going on at the moment.

M...

..my mother just died.

Oh. Yeah.

Oh!

I'm so sorry.

Yeah, I think Jules was just worried about me.

Yeah. That's all.

Of course. Yeah.

Are you OK?

Yeah. Yep.

Well, if...if you need anything,

you know you can just call me or let me know and...

I...I don't suspect you're really one to ask for help.

You're...

..kind of mysterious.

(LAUGHS) Really? Oh, well.

Is that really a bad thing? (LAUGHS)

Oh...it can be.

Because...

(WHISPERS) ..Ange doesn't think you're a real journalist.

Oh, well.

I don't think she's a real blonde! (LAUGHS)

And she thinks I'm having an affair with her husband.

Oh, yeah. I mean, she's totally nuts.

(BOTH LAUGH)

Started losing the plot.

Oh.

Do you want to get ice cream?

I would love to.

It's just I probably shouldn't pretend I don't have a boyfriend

when he's here.

Oh. Yes. (LAUGHS) Yep.

OK.

We'll raincheck. We will.

OK. (LAUGHS)

Bye.

Nigel? Rosie, my love.

Can we go to the beach?

Uh, no. Not right now.

Uh, it's peak UV.

But I'll take you later, OK?

What's a UV?

Ultraviolet radiation index.

Actually, Ro,

I'm quite busy at the moment.

Do you mind, um...could you leave me alone just for a bit?

Thank you, chicken.

MAN: (ON CALL) Nigel, I don't think we need to be

too concerned about that, you know.

(CONTINUES INDISTINCTLY)

You're probably ready to submit, but...

..if you're going to open up that can of worms,

it's...it feels like you're going to delay everything.

Hey, Celia. It's Isabelle.

Uh, just checking that you got my piece.

Also, I heard that one of the broadsheets

is planning a big feature on the area.

I thought it'd be great to get in first.

(SIGHS) Alright.

Talk to you soon. Bye.

(SIGHS)

(SEATBELT CLICKS)

(ENGINE STARTS)

(GASPS) (TYRES SCREECH)

Oh, fuck! (HANDBRAKE CLICKS)

ROSIE: Ah! My arm! Shit! Oh, my God!

(MOANS) Rosie!

Are you OK?

Nigel! Nigel!

Penny. Penny? What's Penny?

Penny's in the backpack.

Oh, God. OK. OK. (MOANS)

What happened?! (ROSIE MOANS)

(SOBS)

I'm so sorry!

She just came out of nowhere! Rosie!

She must have fallen. I didn't hit her.

What's going on? Are you alright? What happened?

Uh, I'm worried she... maybe she broke something.

Broke something?!

Oh, God. Are you OK? What should we do? What do I do?

ISABELLE: Yeah, have to take her to the hospital.

Yes? Hospital! OK. Um...

Shit! I don't have the car. Fran's got the car.

Well, I'll drive. I'll drive you. OK, OK!

ROSIE: It hurts. NIGEL: It's alright, babe.

ISABELLE: Can you pick her up? Can you...?

NIGEL: You alright? OK. OK. ISABELLE: Oh, yeah. Daddy's got you.

I'm so sorry. Honestly, she just flew out of nowhere.

(ROSIE MOANS) Come on.

Alright. OK. In you go. In you get.

You're alright. OK. OK.

I'll drive. You go that way. OK. Alright. No, no.

I'm gonna sit in the back. Oh.

Yeah. OK. OK. Um, your shirt's undone.

What? Shirt.

NIGEL: Yep. (ENGINE STARTS)

NIGEL: Thank you.

They triage children first. So that's good news.

I should call Fran.

Shouldn't I?

Yeah. Yep.

It's just that Fran handles crises better than I do.

She actually handles everything better than I do.

You're doing fine.

I'm still learning.

Well, you ARE an academic.

Always learning. (LAUGHS)

(LAUGHS) It's funny.

(LAUGHS)

Oh, come on.

Remember, it was YOU she called for in the street.

Yeah, but I wasn't there to stop her, was I?

If you hadn't seen her, I mean...

If you'd hit her...

Well, I didn't.

And you're here now.

She really loves that bunny.

NIGEL: Yep.

Cute little Petri dish of bacteria.

She never lets us wash it.

Oh, it gives her character. Hm.

What's her story?

With the bunny?

Yeah.

Oh. Uh...

I don't know. She just... she just turned up one day.

I do know this, though, that my daughter is in

a dysfunctional co-dependent relationship with her.

Not unlike me and my wife.

(PHONE RINGS) Speak of the devil.

Do you mind? Yeah, go for it.

(CLEARS THROAT) (CLEARS THROAT)

Hi. Hi.

Yeah, yeah. She's OK.

She's OK. She just fell off her scooter coming down the driveway.

Yeah. MAN: Rosie Hewson?

Hey, I've got to go. The, uh...the doctor's calling.

OK.

Hey, chicken.

Hello, my love. (LAUGHS)

Doctor's ready.

You OK? You want me to...?

OK.

Do you want me to carry you? No?

Do you want to walk? OK.

(INDISTINCT PA ANNOUNCEMENT)

FRAN: Hey!

Where is she? Is she alright? Yeah.

The nurse said no sign of concussion.

Um, they're X-raying her arm at the moment.

Oh, my God.

Why was she in the street?

Uh, she was on a scooter.

And where was Nigel?

He was rearranging his fucking books. That's where he was. (SIGHS)

I think he feels pretty shitty.

Oh! Just for a change.

Where are they? Where's Radiology?

Um...

..actually, I don't know.

Uh, it's probably best just to wait here.

Do you want a coffee?

N-no. No, no. I'm fine.

You met my partner, Jules.

The detective. Yeah.

Why are you worried about Elvis?

Oh, that guy was hassling Lulu.

I thought maybe Jules could help.

By asking me to share confidential information?

Yeah, it's funny - um...

..you'd be amazed

the things you learn about a place

if you pay attention.

About Pleasant Court? Like what?

I don't know, just who's...who's pro-development, who isn't, who's...

..who's happy, who's not. (SIGHS)

Who's fuckin' whose husband.

(LAUGHS)

Leave you to it.

(DOOR CLOSES)

How was the water?

It was so good.

Hey, I'm just gonna jump in the shower.

Yeah, I'll be up in a second. Alright.

This cool change is days away.

This heat is killing me.

Go on. One more won't hurt.

I've actually started weaning. Oh, good for you.

I weaned Ollie as soon as I could.

Reclaim your body, I say.

Here's Fran.

LULU: Poor Fran.

She never gets a break.

Oh! Tell me about it.

At least you don't have to commute. On her own.

Listening to podcasts.

It sounds amazing. (VEHICLE DOOR CLOSES)

Oh, no! ANGE: I knew something was up.

I saw Isabelle driving away with Nigel earlier

and found Rosie's scooter out here.

And you think Isabelle was involved? Maybe.

Not a good look when your boyfriend's a police officer.

What?!

Detective. I saw his ID.

So what if he is?

(SENT MESSAGE ALERT WHOOSHES)

(PHONE BUZZES AND CHIMES)

Oh, my God.

Oh! Oh, hang on.

Oh. She mentions the restaurant.

A bit about you, Ange. Can I please have that back?

Please?

"Development in a quiet coastal town".

I mean, it seems quite balanced.

Can you give that here? Wow. Isabelle looks hot.

What?!

You ready? Ready, Ollie?

OK, mate. Let's go.

(SIGHS)

(LAUGHS) (LAUGHS)

ISABELLE: Hey, I'll meet you in the car.

JULIAN: OK, I'm ready.

Goodnight, my little chick.

Where's Penny?

Where's Penny?

Oh.

You know what?

I'm gonna go and find her.

Hey. Hey.

Thanks so much for the plug. Look. Printed.

All ready to go on display.

Oh. No worries. I hope it helps. Plug?

Yeah. Uh, Jules, this is Holly.

Holly lives in Pleasant Court.

Oh.

The cop.

You got tongues wagging.

Have I?

Well, I was thinking I'd stick this up in the window.

May I, um...

Yeah. Yep?

Uh, I think we need some more time.

Oh, yeah. No worries.

I'll be back. OK. (LAUGHS)

So, what is this?

Oh, it's, uh...

..I just thought I'd give journalism a go.

What's going on?

Nothing.

I had a contact, and she...

..yeah, she... published it as a favour.

"Isabelle Ackner".

Yeah. It's my mum's maiden name. Mmm.

Thought it's... would be a nice gesture.

FRAN: Sorry? What do you mean, you left her at the hospital?

Fuck, I don't know. We must have dropped her in all the chaos.

There's... there was a lot going on, Fran.

OK. Well, you can go in there and tell Rosie, then.

I'll go back in and get her in the morning. It'll be OK.

No, no. She can't sleep without Penny.

We're gonna be up all night. What do you want me to do?!

Want me to go back to the hospital right now?

Is that what you want me to do? No.

I'll...I'll sleep in there with her tonight, OK? It'll be fine.

All you had to do was keep her safe for a few hours, Nigel.

She could have been killed! I know that, Fran.

Thank you.

Would you like me to say that I fucked up?

(SIGHS) Is that what you need to hear?

What, you want to hear me say that I'm pathetic?

That I'm fucking useless? That I'm a useless prick?

That...that I'm a shit husband? That I'm a shit father?

Is that what you want to hear? No!

Does that make you happy? No. Do not give me that bullshit.

That is a cop-out and you know it!

You're not well, you've not been well for a while,

and you're not doing anything about it.

We moved here specifically so that YOU could...

Oh, my God. ..finish your PhD.

And now, three fucking years later,

you suddenly decide to start reorganising.

Honestly? You want to do this now?

You...you want to do this tired old argument,

that we have every month, right now?

I told you, Fran, I need some order.

You know, couples only have three fights, Nigel.

It's the same old arguments.

Over and over again. Don't you think I feel guilty enough?

Dragging you here? Making you commute to the city?

Don't worry, Fran. I feel your resentment every minute of every day!

No, no, no, no. That is not fair.

You just need to back yourself.

You've got to stop revising

and you just have to submit the bloody thing.

Oh! Right.

Of course!

Well, that's easy for you to say, isn't it?

'Cause you've never fucking failed at anything!

Yeah, I...I don't give a fuck about your PhD.

I'm sorry, but...

I just want YOU back.

(FAINT KNOCK AT DOOR)

Shit.

(SIGHS)

(SIGHS AND MUTTERS)

(SNIFFS)

(SIGHS AND MUTTERS)

(SIGHS)

Well?

(SIGHS)

(SIGHS)

Please don't say "I told you so."

Hey. You tried.

(SIGHS)

You know you need to give this up, Is.

It's just gonna make you sick.

(DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES)

(SIGHS)

What are you doing?

(SIGHS)

Told me you were being careful this time.

I AM being careful. DNA again.

Blackmailing the lawyer. You don't understand.

If you get accused of stalking and harassment again,

you could go to jail.

I'm not the criminal. OK, look, Is.

(SIGHS) It's over.

You got the files. You were wrong.

Can we please just get rid of all of this and just get out of here?

I can't.

(SIGHS)

This is out of control.

(INDISTINCT VOICE)

(SCREAMING)

(GASPS)

You're up early.

Why didn't you tell me?

About the photos.

What?

Isabelle's article.

I thought it could be a surprise.

(LAUGHS) Well, it sure was.

Well, I thought you might be happy, proud, even. You know.

You wanted me to diversify, and there's big bucks in editorials.

She paid you?

As if I'd do it for free.

In cash or kind?

Jesus, Ange. Would you give it a rest?

I just can't see why she'd ask you to shoot her

frolicking about the beach like that.

Oh, she didn't. That was my idea.

Well, it was stupid.

Are you jealous? Is that what this is?

Should I be?

This is ridiculous.

I don't care.

Think what you like.

(SNIFFS)

NIGEL: Alright, mademoiselle.

Your breakfast is served.

Did you find Penny?

Oh, no. Not yet, chicken.

Yeah.

But, you know, maybe she's gone on a holiday, or something.

Or a picnic. She loves picnics. She'd never go without me.

She wouldn't. No, that's true. That's true.

She'll come back. I promise.

Would you like me to help you eat your brekkie?

Yeah? Alright.

What if we start off with a little bit of...

..fruit?

Oh! Good one.

Yeah? Thumbs up?

Happy daddy.

(LAUGHS) (LAUGHS)

Right. She is fed. I helped her go to the toilet.

And now she's back in bed with a book.

OK, great.

Yep.

Um, I'd like to step out for a couple of hours.

Out? Yeah.

I'd like to go down to the hospital and see if I can find Penny.

And, uh, I've made an appointment to go and see Dr Osani.

OK. Great.

You sure?

Yeah, yeah. Yeah.

OK. Great.

Um, I might even go for a little swim, yeah?

Get a bit of vitamin D.

(DOOR OPENS)

Um, I'll be back after lunch.

Toodles! (DOOR CLOSES)

(SIGHS)

You OK?

Yeah. (SIGHS)

(LAUGHS)

You were right.

I've been clutching at straws.

You want me to take 'em back?

ISABELLE: No, I'll do it.

(SIGHS) I shouldn't have got you involved in the first place.

Won't be long.

Hey, when I get back,

do you want to go to the beach?

Yeah. OK.

(DOOR CLOSES)

(KNOCK AT DOOR)

Come in!

(DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES)

Look, I don't judge you.

I know nothing of your marriage.

Or any marriage.

I don't really believe in it myself. (LAUGHS)

What do you want, Isabelle?

Returning this.

Thanks.

Hey, I hear Rosie lost her bunny.

Wow. You hear a lot.

Yeah.

Where'd you get it from?

I know how much she loves her.

Why do you care, Isabelle?

I just thought if you remember where it came from, then I could just...

..help track down a replacement.

Yeah, you know, I don't know.

Well, did you buy it?

Or was it a gift?

(LAUGHS)

Uh...if you must know,

Penny was a product of crime.

You stole it?

No.

Rosie stole her...

..from Mia...

..years ago.

It was Mia's?

(DOOR OPENS)

(LAUGHS)

(PANTS)

Wha...?

What are you doing?

I just got a call from my super,

asking why I was doing an unauthorised check on a Peter Watts.

You logged in with my ID number.

(SPEAKS INDISTINCTLY) You impersonated me.

You risked my job! I'm sorry.

You just don't fucking get it, do you?!

Is that why you're with me?

Because I'm a cop?

Actually, don't...don't... don't even answer that.

You're incapable of telling the truth.

Why can't you accept how much this means to me?

I do now. It means more to you than anything including me.

Jules, I am...

..I'm sorry!

Yeah, so am I.

(SIGHS) Look!

PROTESTERS: Save our wetlands!

Save our wetlands! Save our wetlands!

Clive's here. I'll be there soon.

But I'm gonna need my deposit back, OK? By tomorrow.

Or I'll have to call my lawyer.

Can't you enjoy it? Can't you enjoy it while they're little?

I'm not good at this like you were!

Mum wants to give me and Ben her house.

She's moving out. What? For good?

This would be a game changer for our family.

ANGE: We have a right to know who's living across the road.

She could be a psycho.

I think that you and Ben should take Barb out tonight

and celebrate.

Mia? Your special babysitter's here!

ANGE: I knew it. I knew she was suss. And you all laughed at me.

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