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(DOOR SHUTS)

Mia, your special babysitter's here.

I'm sure Isabelle's got better things to do.

No, really, I don't.

I don't know why mum's still got those on display.

No more DNA. Promise me.

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

She could be a psycho.

Isabelle Hetherington and she works for child protection.

(GAVEL BANGS)

JUDGE: The Eureka permit is granted.

You said get the permit and we got the permit.

But I'm going to need my deposit back by tomorrow.

I need you to call Greater Sydney Women's Hospital for me.

And check if a Barbara Walker gave birth there.

That's my sister.

(BABY CRIES)

(BABY CONTINUES CRYING)

(BABY CRIES)

(BABY CONTINUES CRYING)

(PHONE RINGS)

You've called Graham Hetherington. Please leave a message.

(BEEP)

Dad, I really need to talk to you.

RADIO: Another hot day today

with temperatures pushing into the high 30s.

This marks a record stretch of above-average temperatures,

which is placing unprecedented strain on the state's infrastructure.

A spokesperson for the Department of Health

has reminded residents to stay hydrated and remember...

Oh, wow. Wow.

Catch it, Rosie, catch it. Hey!

Hey, Nige. More books from your dad. Oh.

I don't think anyone needs to know this much

about the Napoleonic Wars, do you?

Daddy's silly.

Did she just call me Daddy? Did you just call me Daddy?

I love Nigel.

Ange? Yeah.

Wanna add any books? Is this mine or is this yours?

No, it's mine.

Morning, guys. Got you some more books.

Thank you. Yeah.

So Hans wants to do the photo sooner rather than later.

Do we have... Do we have to do it shirtless?

(LAUGHS) Um, I mean, you can if you want, Nige.

I do not. I'm fine with it.

The photo, not the shirt thing. Right, well.

Oh, thank you. Yeah.

Great. Are you dropping off some of the kids books?

No, actually, mainly mine. Do you read?

I do sometimes. Not 90,000 words, though.

I'll put a shirt on. Thank you, if you would.

Ben, do you think this barbecue is up high enough?

Yep.

How does he? Is that all this or... That's all the surfing.

You could ask.

Where did you get all these things? From the hat box.

Bit of history here.

Is that hot enough? It's hot enough. It's so high.

It's literally the highest it can go, guys.

Please just let me do my thing.

No, of course. Thank you.

Yeah.

Mama, I wanna go on the jumping castle.

Not right now, Mia. Let the adults set things up first, OK?

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)

Mama, I wanna go on it.

(PHONE RINGS)

Is, why were you calling me at 5am? Are you alright?

I'm good. I just, uh...

(SIGHS) I'm sorry, I didn't... I didn't mean to scare you.

I found her.

Dad, did you hear me?

I heard, I did, it's just I've heard it before.

No, this is different, I swear.

It's the same. Please stop.

It's not the same. Stop, Isabelle!

Dad, you're not listening to me.

No, I'm not,

because I can't bear you doing this to yourself any longer.

You need to forgive yourself. You were a child.

It is her.

I have DNA.

Oh, you didn't. She's alive.

And she's beautiful, just like Mum.

She has a family.

And she has... She has your hands and...

And she has Mum's smile.

What's going on, Is? Where are you?

I was gonna tell her this morning.

I, um, you know, I stayed up all night

sort of running it over and over in my head.

And then... And then I saw her with her kids.

And it made me feel afraid of what it could do to them.

I think I should come and get you.

Tell me what to do, Dad, I don't...I don't know what to do.

I, I just, you know, I have... I have proof.

What proof? DNA?

Yeah, it's coming.

You must be sure, Izzy. Promise me. Promise me you'll wait.

I promise.

Hey, do you ever worry that Elvis isn't getting enough iron?

No. She's hardly low on energy.

Maybe every so often we should give her some bacon.

Or, like, a big, juicy steak.

Is this about you, or is this about her?

Oh, can I have the flour? Yes, chef.

I love cooking at home and not at the restaurant.

It'll get better. You're just ahead of the game.

I can't afford to be ahead of the game,

and I don't want to compromise.

And I'm not going to quit because quitting is for losers.

Have you heard from Pete?

Where is he?

Somewhere in the Tasman Sea.

Oh, we've gotta get Elvis ready for the photo thing.

It's happening soon. Yeah.

Ange said she wants people in smart casual.

Does that mean Lucas is going to wear a shirt?

Just tell Ange

that Elvis is asserting her autonomy and independence.

It's the one part of her little life she can control.

You've got something of mine, and I want it back.

No.

They don't mean anything to you.

It's all I have of her.

Please.

That day in the park...

..I wasn't very well in the head.

See the hospital they pushed me out with just, you know, some sedatives.

I don't need to know. No, I know, I know.

And then I heard her crying, and I walked over and I picked her up,

and I held her, and she stopped crying.

You see, I, um...

I...

I-I...

..I wasn't allowed to hold my own baby so...

Do you want children, Isabelle?

Because when I...

I've always wanted kids. Even when I was little, I just...

That's all I ever wanted, you know, to be a mother.

I don't even think about the man, I just... I just wanted a child.

I know what I did was wrong, but it came from darkness and grief

and I've had to live with what I did.

And I just... I've made some sort of, um, some sort of peace with it.

It doesn't make it right.

I know, look, when I realised what I'd done, I...

..I just loved her too much to give her back.

She was my light. And I just... I just couldn't turn it off.

And so I just made a promise and I...

And I was a very good mother, and I love her and...

And I took very good care of her, so please...

Oh, please, don't take her away from me.

Oh, please don't do it.

I work in child protection.

I've spent the last 20 years looking for her.

I have sacrificed relationships, ambitions.

Everything.

She needs to know that we didn't give up on her.

She was...

She was cherished.

She knows she's cherished.

This isn't about her.

It's about you.

Hey, I was just calling to check up on some results.

(MAN ON PHONE) What name was it under?

Isabelle Hetherington.

Isabelle. Uh, they'll be a few more hours yet.

OK, great. And you'll just email those through?

That's right, yes. OK, thanks.

(UPBEAT MUSIC)

I'm pretty close to believe that I can do it.

You think so? Yeah.

That's nice. Oh, hang on, this is mine.

Why does everything always look so much better out of my way?

Oh, excuse me. Sorry. Is this your colour?

Well, we don't know until we try.

OK. Alright, well, let's give this one a try.

I just think that, um, we need a hat to top it off.

Here we go. And you look just like Barb.

Oh, take it off. OK.

I like this.

Ah, that's mine. I mean, it was mine.

Really? And I'm meant to give something of mine for this.

Yeah, that's a general idea of a clothes swap.

Alright, well, you can have this.

Oh, no, that's real silk. My jackets are cheapies.

No, I want you to have it. It looks gorgeous on you.

OK, so where do we go?

For how long? How do you keep...

Mum? Is he asleep again?

Oh, yeah, he woke up for a little bit,

but old miss magic hands here got him right back to sleep.

I guess it's the middle of the night for him.

What are you wearing?

Isabelle gave it to me.

Oh, take it off.

It's just so ugly.

OK, OK, photo time. Photo time. Everyone, photo.

Come on. You, too.

Ah, I'm OK. Yes. Come on.

No, no, no.

Come on, Georgie, let's get our photo taken.

Oh, you did it. Nice.

Stand in front. Let's go, let's get our photo taken.

Look OK? I think you're gorgeous.

OK.

Uh, OK. Well, OK. Uh, who are we missing?

Come on in. Boys, you look great.

Oh, Nigel. Honestly, it's inappropriate.

I mean, no, you look great, but inappropriate.

I just want this year to be perfect.

It's just a photo, Ange. It's just a photo?

It's...it's a time capsule.

It's a Pleasant Court tradition, and it needs to be upheld.

Uh, Essie, you have baby vomit on your dress.

Oh, no, that's old. Oh, authenticity is the new black.

What about Isabelle? She has to be in the photo.

Oh, no, no.

Uh, technically not a Pleasant Court resident.

Yes, to be in our photo,

you need to be in a world of mortgage pain.

Or rental pain. Let's not discriminate.

Isn't generosity at the heart of community, Ange?

No, it's OK. I'll just stand next to the camera.

I can make the kids laugh or cry.

Oh, no. If Isabelle's not in the photo, I don't wanna be.

Honey, we just don't wanna be in a photo with someone

who's not one of us.

Come on. You can stand next to me. No, I wouldn't wanna upset Barb.

Mum.

She's just been lying to us since the day she arrived here.

Because you're not really a writer, are you?

Yes, she is. She published her piece in the online travel magazine.

No. She actually...

She works for child protection.

Is that true? It's not what you think it is.

Some people get nervous when they hear what I do.

So it was you who went to Pete?

Sorry, I'm confused, child protection?

You know what? It's OK, Isabelle.

Sometimes I don't like to tell people I'm a realtor.

OK, uh, let's get this photo. Bunch up again.

Happy faces, everyone. Uh, you've got the timer going?

OK, great. Uh, yep. Let's all bunch back up.

Uh, and, uh, Lucas, you have the timer on.

Yep. Great. So we're all here.

And three, two, one. Cheese.

Do you want to check that? Yeah, I'll check.

OK, I'll be back in a sec.

Yeah, I think we got that. Good.

Yep, good. Sausage, anyone?

(KNOCK ON GLASS) Isabelle, are you in here?

Sorry, you have to duck. No worries.

Wow.

Is that my house?

So I'm guessing after Barb's little performance that this is personal?

I know about your family. I looked you up.

I'm so sorry. That must have been truly awful.

Yeah, it was.

It is.

Is your sister here?

After my mother died, I found your article and this photo in her file.

She must have seen a resemblance that I didn't see until now.

'SC.'

Which means Barb...

Oh, my God.

It's no secret she's not my favourite person, but that's...

Yeah, it's a complicated situation.

What can I do to help? Does Essie know?

Are you gonna tell her?

Uh. That'd be an awkward conversation.

Mmm.

Please don't tell anyone.

Not even Lucas.

I don't really know how to handle it yet.

I was right about you, but also kind of wrong.

When you first got here,

I thought you were having an affair with Lucas.

Oh. I know! You're so not his type.

You know, he's Lucas, and my self-esteem is shaky at best.

Anyway, you know what they say.

If you're going to keep accusing your partner of having an affair,

they might as well just have one.

So I'm trying to be better, but it's really hard.

I wouldn't question your intuition.

(DRAMATIC MUSIC)

I would...

What is she doing?

What's going on there?

I don't know.

Is she selling them? Is that what she's doing?

What, to the guy who bought the boat?

Yeah.

Maybe she's waxing them for him. In the middle of a street?

I don't know.

Oh.

Holy shit. The plot thickens.

(CRUNCH!) ALL: Oh.

Ange?

ALL: Oh! Ange? What the fuck?

I think someone's fucking about. That's what I think this is about.

I think someone's fucking about. What the fuck? Hey!

What are you doing? Stop. What the fuck? Stop the car!

Fuck, Ange. I think we should go inside.

Nah, I'm staying right here.

Hey! What are you doing?

I'm just trying to get this laundry done before Monday.

You're missing all the action.

Yeah, I'm trying to get a jump on chores when I feel like doing it.

OK, uh, it's Ange and Lucas, though.

Yeah. I can't derive any pleasure from watching them implode.

Considering.

Sorry, considering what?

I mean, considering where we're at.

Oh, yeah, yeah. Uh, yeah. But we're different, right?

I mean, neither of us are having an affair.

Are you having an affair, Frannie?

Hey. Are you?

Frannie.

Are you having an affair?

With Lucas? Are you having an affair with...

Yeah. No, I was. It's over. It's over, I promise.

OK.

But you're a lawyer, and he's...

He's the surf guy, so...

No, but, like, just help me try and understand this.

You're fucking the surf guy. Nigel, calm...

No, no, no, I'm just... I'm just trying to understand why.

Is it the sex? Is that it? Do you... Do you orgasm?

Do you orgasm when you have sex?

Is the sex good, Fran? Is the sex good?

Yes.

But it was just physical. We never talked.

Well, yeah, of course you wouldn't.

I mean, what would you talk about? The surf.

I wanted to be touched, Nigel.

I wanted to be touched.

I would have preferred it with you.

I couldn't...I couldn't reach you.

You checked out emotionally and physically years ago.

What?

Sorry.

What? Wait, wait, wait. What?

Sorry, "Years ago?" So, Fran, how long has this been going on for?

About a year.

Nigel, where are you?

I'm coming, Chicken. Nigel's coming.

A fucking year, Fran? Were you ever gonna tell me?

Hi, Chicken.

What do you want? To talk to you.

I've got nothing to say. Why don't you help Ben with the barbecue?

I need to finish laying the table. Ange.

What happened? Did someone say something?

I...I have no idea what is going on.

You know what's funny? I don't even care who she is.

There was a time I would have wanted to know every minuscule detail.

But I'm done caring. I don't even have the energy to fight.

Which is a pretty telling sign that we're over.

Ange, please, just take a second to think, OK?

No, lunch is almost ready, and I need to get the bread rolls,

the butter and my chicken.

Ange, we need to talk. I don't give a fuck about the chicken.

What about us? What about our marriage?

What about my street party?

You have no idea what I do. Even for something as insignificant as today.

I called the council to get a permit.

I begged the media to come again. I cleaned the street.

I hired clothes racks and a jumping castle.

While you were off surfing this morning,

I went to the bakery to get fresh rolls.

This is what I do. I run myself ragged.

I work my arse off to support the family

so you can do whatever it is you do with whoever it is you do it with.

But you know what? Fuck it. You can finish this.

(DOOR SLAMS)

I wouldn't go in there if I was you. I need to talk to her.

Yeah, but you're not the most popular person.

I'm gonna go and check on Mia and George and Nigel.

Hey.

You work in child protection.

Yeah, um, I do.

I did, I don't think I have a job any more.

You were sent here to watch me? No, no.

Was anything true, Isabelle? The stuff about your mum?

Yes, it is.

That's why you're here.

There's something I need to show you, and it'll explain everything.

I don't know, Isabelle.

This really doesn't matter,

because you're not going to be here much longer, are you?

I just...I shared so much with you. I know you did.

How can you just give me ten minutes, please?

I'll be back.

Right now.

Let's go.

I like what you doing there, hon. Can you help?

Yes, I can. What do you say we go for a drive?

I just have to finish this.

Mmm.

Maybe I can help you finish. A little bit more sky.

I'll do this, and then we should go. OK.

Ange. Yeah.

What is it?

I'm so sorry.

Hey.

I'm gonna go and stay with Mum.

I'm gonna give you some space.

No, I don't want any space.

I want you to stay.

Ange.

Please tell me you've had a change of heart.

No change of heart. You know what I want.

Have you got something for me?

I'm having a really hard time, Clive. I just need a few more days.

How many more of these "few more days" can I give you, huh?

I don't wanna have to report you,

but you seem quite reluctant to give me back my deposit.

I can only assume you've spent it.

Actually, Clive, I do have something for you.

Any interest in a photography studio?

Well, it's a bit of fun, huh?

Come on, everyone, let's just get this over with.

Ben, this looks delicious.

So does the eggplant. Chicken's overcooked.

Do you have a sec?

Mia, lunch.

You guys seen Mia? ALL: No, no.

Where's Mum? I haven't seen her for ages.

Yeah, me either. Yeah, not since the photo.

Where's her car? Uh, parked one street over.

You should call her.

(BARB'S VOICEMAIL): Leave a message.

I'm gonna go check if the car's still there.

Yeah, yeah, I can go. Sit down.

Yeah, I wonder where she is. I don't know, protesting.

Let's just eat before it gets cold.

I'll check the house. Isabelle, I'll check.

Yeah, actually, I might. I might check ours.

You know, sometimes Mia likes to hide at our house.

Actually, I think I hear my name being called.

Is it weird to be getting a bit worried?

I don't think so.

Why would you say that? Are you trying to freak me out?

Well, you asked me, and they've been gone for a while.

Maybe she's just taken Mia to the park.

Would you do that without telling you?

Especially when there's a giant jumpy castle in the street.

She takes her phone with her everywhere.

Let's not ruin our day. I'm sure they'll be back soon.

Yeah, yeah.

Have you checked the bedroom? In case she packed a bag or something?

I don't know.

Have you found the car? No. Is she outside?

No. No one's here.

Did she say she was going somewhere? No.

I mean, she's spoken about travelling, but nothing concrete.

She wouldn't go anywhere without telling me.

Oh.

Um...

I think you should call the police.

Isabelle, you're really starting to freak me out.

Can you just leave me, please?

You know how I told you I wasn't here on child protection business?

I don't have time for this. I have to find Mia and my mother.

I know, and I'm trying to help you with that. It's all connected.

I'm here on a personal case.

A cold case.

I am looking for a child.

Barb has done this before. That's why I'm here.

She's taken a child.

You as a baby.

You're mad.

No.

I'm telling the truth.

Listen to me.

Your name is not Essie. You are my sister, Sophie.

And you were taken from a park the day after Barb's own baby died.

And I am worried that she might do something stupid,

that she is not in the right headspace.

You are not in a very good headspace.

Why would she kidnap her own grandchild?

A DNA test on Mia.

You what?

It was just a hair from a brush.

But she's a 25% familial match to me.

She's my niece.

You and I are sisters.

Es!

Essie, where are you? Come quick!

Hi, bubba. Mama.

Hi, honey. Hi. Where have you been? We went to the beach.

Let's go inside, Bubba.

Boys are playing, but they're still pretty hyper.

I thought we'd go to Bali, but I guess not now.

Ange, Ange, can you... Can you just please...

Can you stop? Can you stop?

Can you stop and just give me a chance to explain, please?

How?

I... I don't know. I don't...

I fucked up. I, I don't, I don't know, OK?

All I know is that I'm sorry. I'm sorry. And I do, I love you.

You have such a funny way of showing it, Lucas.

I'll think of something to tell the boys in the morning.

No, no, please let me stay here tonight.

No. I...

OK, well, I'll...I'll stay at the studio until things calm down.

I've never felt more calm.

You have six weeks at the studio until settlement.

I've sold it.

You're a good father, Lucas. But you're a terrible husband.

(DOOR SHUTS)

You hungry? Oh, my God, I'm famished.

I barely ate.

Mmm.

Holly, is this meat?

It's Ben's lamb and my coleslaw.

Mmm.

Oh, my God, it's so good.

I've missed meat.

Today was full on. Yeah.

Hey, don't cheat on me with a neighbour.

Nuh-uh. I won't, ever. Good.

And in the spirit of honesty... Mmm.

..I want to have a baby.

It's just all this stuff with Pete made me realise how much I love us.

And I just want there to be more of us.

Really?

If we're being completely honest, this is my third lamb roll.

I know, I know, I couldn't help it.

I'm not gonna kiss you, though.

Hey.

Can I sleep in here?

Yeah.

I know I haven't been very easy to live with these past few years.

Pouring whatever energy I had into the...

No, Nige, don't. I, I had needs and I should have let you know.

This isn't your fault.

I'm gonna send it off tomorrow. It's done.

You know, part of me was shell-shocked with what you did.

But part of me... Part of me completely understands why.

I love you.

I want to be with you.

Can we trust each other?

Yeah.

I know it'll take a while, but, yes, you can trust me.

Do you want to do a crossword? No.

(THUNDER RUMBLES)

Hey.

Thought I'd find you here.

I know it's a lot to process.

What did you think was going to happen?

To be honest, I never expected to find you alive.

It was a beautiful surprise.

Not for me.

Yeah.

I'm sorry.

Did you ever think about what this would do to me?

Yeah, of course I did.

But it was my fault. I see.

I was meant to be watching you.

I wish I didn't know any of this.

We may share DNA, but we're not family.

My dad wants to meet you.

Isabelle, you're asking me to just accept that I'm not me,

that I'm not real.

That my mother is not my mother. And she is.

And I don't want her punished. I want you to just leave us.

Please.

But what happened that day in the park...

..wasn't your fault.

(POIGNANT MUSIC)

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