Original subtitles

You think that if you do these things that we're going to be a family?

We are a family. No, I am not a Proudman.

I'm so proud of you, Jimmy.

I want to call him Alfie.

I'd like to let you know that Patrick and I have broken up.

Oh Neen, I'm so sorry.

Hey buddy, I don't know what's going on here.

What’s going on is that I’m coming inside okay?

No - Ohh! Oh, God!

Now someone's gonna have to take him to emergency.

I'll call you. Do what you got to do.

I'm gonna take the job at the Ainsworth.

I'll ask Martin if I can finish early next week.

We had to do an emergency caesarean.

I couldn't save your baby, Louise.

I'm so sorry.

What’s wrong boy?

I'm sorry to do this to you in a message, but

Rocket’s dead. Amazing.

We should have dinner with Rosanna, you know.

Get to know her properly.

[man] And why are you both here today?

Well, I'm--I'm wanting to get in shape for an upcoming occasion.

-[man] Okay, a wedding or...? -Just a lunch.

[man] Oh, okay.

I've invited my husband's professional soul mate

-to lunch. -Right.

She's very attractive, kind of, like, an English rose type.

English rose ethereal hippie.

So I wanna look...

I need to look hot.

But hot in a completely unforced, un-self-conscious way.

Uh, and you?

[Nina] I'm here so Billie could get a discount.

I'm here so Billie could get a discount.

No.

It's her ex's last day of work.

That's actually one of factor.

[Billie] It's potentially the last time

they are ever going to set eyes on each other.

You're applying your superficial values to me.

-Even though she'd never admit it. -Completely manipulating...

quite emotional and painful situation...

[overlapping argument]

...getting a discount.

I'm an obstetrician. My wrists are important.

[screaming]

Nope. Sorry, machine's defective.

-Feeling a little bit faint. -Excuses!

It's not a race.

Excuses!

I'm sorry. Sorry! [panting]

Yes!

[screams]

[body thuds]

♪ Oh why, oh why, oh why ♪

♪ Won't you sing Bring your hips to m

♪ Oh bring your hips, oh oh ♪

♪ Bring your hips to me ♪

♪ To me ♪

♪ Oh bring your hips to me ♪

♪ Oh bring your hips ♪

♪ Oh oh Bring your hips to me ♪

♪ To me ♪

♪ To me ♪

♪ Oh why, oh why, oh why ♪

♪ Won't you sing ♪

[Nina] Ouch!

Oh, thanks a lot, Billie.

Okay, so physically, you're a wreck.

Great! [chuckles]

Doesn't matter. Must find poise, dignity.

It's your last day with Patrick.

Is it really the last day?

Whatever.

I suppose friendly catch-ups are unlikely.

Our best friend is Martin Clegg...

[blabbering]

[all laughing]

but isn't prone to hosting events.

[phone ringing]

[clicks]

Hello.

[Philip] Hello, it's Philip.

I just had a new patient come in.

It turned out to be Patrick Reid's sister.

[Nina] Oh!

[Philip] She came in with her daughte Complete coincidence.

Uh, I think it's unlikely that it's a complete--

[Philip] Oh, no, no. It took her ages to make the connection.

Um, you don't happen to be Nina Proudman's father, do you?

I, uh...

Am. Yes.

Oh, I'm Patrick Reid's sister!

-[Philip] She was very chatty. -Yes, she is.

I thought things might have been a little awkward,

-given the, um-- -[Nina] Situation?

Yes, but, uh, she seemed very keen to discuss matters.

Oh, well, hope it wasn't too personal.

[Philip] Oh, no, no, no. Well...

The failure of my relationship with Nina's mother

will always be the biggest regret of my life.

Oh...

And now I see how things have fallen apart between your brother and Nina.

And I just wish I could--

-Punch him in the head? -Oh. No.

Well, I wanted to.

Oh, but then last week, things blew up with them again,

and Patrick ended up drinking, which, for him, is just...

I don't know. Maybe he's right.

Maybe they're just bad for each other.

Yes, he is right.

Uh, in fact, we agree on that now,

And we're gonna have to say goodbye to each other today.

-So... -Oh.

[Nina] What?

You can't walk away from a love like that.

I did, and I tell you, there isn't a day goes by

that I--that I don't agonize over it.

But Nina's moved on. She's seeing someone.

No, no! She's putting on a strong front, of course.

But I can tell you, if there was any at all of reigniting that relationshi

-Nina would be overjoyed. -What?

[Philip] I've done something wrong, haven't I?

Sorry, I just thought, um--

Oh, no, it's just-- [nervous laugh]

Today was complicated enough as it is.

Look--Oh, look, I'm sure she didn't say anything to her brother.

She probably didn't even mention it.

This is complete 100 percent total confirmation.

The only thing that is stopping you being together is you.

Been over this a million times. You said you understood.

I did understand.

But now I have more information,

and I'm revising my understanding.

It's good for you, Kate. Can I go now?

[sighs]

"I'm sorry, Nina. I freaked out.

I'm moody and damaged, and...

I don't wanna say goodbye because...

I love you."

That's all it would take.

[crunch]

[music playing on radio]

[glasses clink]

[thuds]

[Nina] Hi.

Hey.

Is this a good time? Is this a good time?

-No? -[Adam] No.

Nina, if I had a wisecracking older sister...

she'd be saying, "Stay away from that woman."

What if that woman just wanted a chance to...

explain somehow?

Ah, she'd probably say, "Don't listen.

Don't get sucked in.

Just move on, Adam."

Your sister's pretty tough.

Yeah, bolshie.

Adam, I know I--

I don't deserve any of your time,

but just-- [clicks tongue]

-I just want to-- -Make yourself feel better?

Yes, probably.

Sorry.

I'd--I'd really like to talk,

but I understand if you don't want to--

This rush will be over in about an hour.

-Can you come back? -I'm just on my way to work.

Tomorrow?

Tomorrow.

[Cherie] No, no, no, no. No clubs, no pubs, no nothing.

Let's find something that's family-friendly

that, you know, that doesn't have alcohol.

[Clegg] Yeah, it's cool. Just Nina.

Hey! We were just discussing Patrick's, uh...

[clicks tongue]

-goodbye drinks. -Oh, are we--?

[Cherie] Except I don't think it's appropriate

to have drinks with someone who doesn't drink.

-Yeah, and I'm-- -My idea? Bowling.

-Booyah. -[Cherie] Tenpin. It's perfect.

It's a sport and you love sport.

Bowling?

It's in the Olympics.

And they play terrible '80s power rock.

[Clegg] Hey. [clicks tongue]

-Hey, hey, hey! -[Patrick] Hey.

So, uh...

how are you feeling on your last day, soldier?

Fine. Thanks.

Hey, just to be clear, there's no need for any events today.

-[Patrick] Okay? -[Cherie] No.

-No cakes. No speeches. -[resigned sigh]

[Cherie] No. Mm-hm.

[Clegg] Okay.

-He'll come round. -Yeah, should we say around eight-ish

[chuckles]

-Eight's fine. -Yeah.

I'll call the bowling alley.

Is Martin on some kind of medication or something?

I think he's auditioning as a normal person.

I think he's trying to convince me

that I should have a baby with him,

but it's really freaking me out.

[Clegg] One lane should be-- [coughs]

I mean one lane should be cool, yeah?

Yes, Martin.

Yeah, make it one. [sighs]

[phone clanks]

Oh!

[Nina sighs]

[Nina] What's his sister said?

You need to say something.

Say something.

So, last day.

[Nina] Fabulous choice, Nina.

Sophisticated.

Yeah.

You okay?

Sorry?

You're moving strangely.

What? No. Am I?

Hm. No. Nope.

[clears throat]

They're planning something for me, aren't they?

Oh, I don't know.

You'd stop them doing anything strange, right?

It's impossible to prevent strangeness in this workplace, Patric

[chuckles]

[wood clanks]

I think your sister went to see my father.

Yeah, I heard.

Hm. And I think my father said some things.

I'm pretty sure Kate got a word in too.

[Nina laughs]

-Sorry. -Sorry.

Um.

Anyway, don't worry. I set her straight.

Oh, good. Good. That's good.

Well...

[Nina] Good.

Only six more hours to get through.

[door closes]

[Billie] Just chopping onions.

What are you doing?

[Billie] The goggles prevent crying.

No, what are you doing in here?

Oh, I kicked the French-Canadians out for the day.

Why?

[Billie] I don't wanna advertise to Rosanna

that we live in a warren above a garage.

Oh, this isn't working.

Oh, God, the Internet lies.

[chuckles] Rosanna knows where we live.

She's been here a couple of times.

I thought you rehearsed at her house.

Yeah, but sometimes she drops me off.

It just seemed natural. "Come in, see the place."

Fuck! Fuckin' shit.

Are you okay?

-[water running] -[Billie] Yes!

[Mick] You know, we don't have to do this.

Say you got sick or say I got sick. We could cancel.

Why would we cancel? I don't wanna cancel.

Why would you wanna cancel?

[sighs deeply]

-You need a decent sleep, Jimmy. -I'm fine.

[Geraldine sighs] You'll get sick.

And then you'll be no use to Alfie.

You don't get sick from being tired, mom.

What? Oh, really? What, you're a medical expert, are you?

You get sick because viruses enter your body.

And do stuff to your body...

on your insides.

She's right, Jimmy. You should get a few hours.

I'm here now.

You've got things to consider.

Alfie's not gonna be in the NICU forever.

Where are you gonna go? Are you gonna--?

We've already decided that, Geraldine.

The baby's gonna live at my house.

[Geraldine] What-- [sighs]

Well, perhaps we could head out shopping one afternoon.

-I could make a list. -[Zara] Thanks..

but Kim's already offered to baby-scope the apartment,

so we'll cover that.

Well, if you need any additional help...

[Geraldine sighs]

[footsteps approaching]

[heart rate machine beeps]

[beeping continues]

[respirator pump clicks]

[clicking continues]

He was looking at me before.

Staring right into my eyes like a little hypnotist.

Jimmy, I was never gonna live at your mother's.

We established that.

Can we not talk about this in front of him.

Fine.

It wouldn't mean we'd have to be together or anything.

-Thought you didn't want to talk abou -You could have Billie's room.

Jimmy.

Alfie could have my old room. I'll have Nina's.

It's got the best backyard.

The--the ponds have gone a bit feral, but we could fix that.

I--I think there's probably still some of my old Matchbox cars

in the planter box.

Alfie will visit...

very regularly.

[cell phone ringing]

[grating]

[ringing continues]

Can't talk, can't talk! In Defcon lunch prep.

[Nina] I am paralyzed.

[Billie] What?

-Oh, the training. -Oh, I'm fine.

[Nina] Oh, I'm glad you're fine, Billie.

Look, Nina, I think you can't blame training

for exposing a clearly appalling level of poor physical fitness.

-Nina! -Mm.

Louise Miller has come in.

Yeah, she's a week away from a cesar,

but she's having contractions.

[clicks tongue] Oh, I see.

Hey, um, Patrick's sitting in there with them.

-Does he know them personally? -No, no, no.

Patrick, um, performed the emergency cesarean with me last year.

Patrick was the one that had to tell Louise's husband

that their baby didn't--

Didn't...

Nins?

And 37 weeks is absolutely fine.

It's perfectly safe to deliver today.

But we--we'll deliver as soon as we can.

Uh, and that--that, uh, we said a general, didn't we?

We had said that, yeah.

Would you prefer to try an epidural, Louise?

[chuckles] I wasn't sure I could face but, um...

[Patrick] Well, if at any point, you're feeling overwhelmed,

I can administer a general.

I'll be right by your side.

I wanna be awake.

I think I wanna be awake. [laughs softly]

[Nina] The last time...

the last time we'll ever do this.

Thanks for...

Mm-hm.

[Nina] I have my hand under the baby's head.

And Dr. Clegg's just higher. Is there pushing?

[sighs deeply] [sniffs]

Uh.

[Nina] Okay. forceps, please.

[Patrick] It's all right. Dr. Proudman is now

just giving herself some mechanical advantage.

[gasping]

[Nina] How are we doing, Louise?

-Okay. -[Clegg] Looks like the head showing.

-[clicks] -[Clegg] All right.

Okay. Go.

[Nina grunts]

[Nina] Hang on. Oh.

-[Clegg] There you go. -[Nina] Okay.

[Nina] Some more pushing, please, Martin.

-[Martin grunts] -[Nina] Come on. Come on.

[Nina] All right. Hang on.

Big, healthy girl, the daughter.

[both laugh]

[Nina] Oh.

There.

Come on, come on. Come on, come on, come on!

[Nina] Hello, sweetheart!

-Hey, sweetheart! -[wails]

[Nina] Here she is. She's beautiful!

[Nina] Oh! She's beautiful.

[laughs]

[Nina] Yeah. About four kilos.

[chuckles]

[Nina] Hey.

[tranquil music]

-[Louise giggles] -[Nina] Oh.

[breathing heavily]

-[baby crying] -[giggles]

Here she is. Well done, ma'am.

[baby wails]

Here she is.

[both laugh]

[baby cries]

[laughter]

[door bangs close]

[Nina clears throat]

[Patrick] They're back in the ward?

[Nina] Mm-hm. [laughs]

[laughing continues]

[Patrick] That was brilliant work today.

[Nina] You too.

Huge last day.

You had me a bit worried in there.

[Nina] Oh! I thought my arm was gonna snap off.

The baby would just not budge.

I thought I was gonna have to swap with Martin.

[sighs deeply]

Are you gonna miss it?

Obstetrics?

Yes.

-Did you pull your neck in there? -No.

No, it was nothing.

[laughs]

-I experimented with personal trainin -Oh.

Or Billie did. I'm the collateral damage.

[Patrick] Your shoulder too?

Oh, just... all over.

No, it's fine. It's fine.

Bowling's probably a bridge too far, but--

-Bowling? -No.

Please, promise you'll act surprised.

[blissful music]

[water plops]

[cheerful music]

[doorbell dings]

[clanking footsteps]

-Hi! -[Rosanna] Hi!

-So glad you could make it. -Oh, thanks.

-[Rosanna] Oh, sorry. -[Billie] Sorry.

[Billie laughs]

Um, Ollie has something for you.

[Billie] Oh, it's a present.

[puppy whimpering]

[Ollie] Oh.

[Rosanna] He wanted me to wrap it but...

mom couldn't quite work it out.

[Ollie] I reckon you should call it Rocket II.

Wow.

Thanks. Thanks, mate. [laughs]

[giggles]

-Well, come in. Come in. -[Rosanna] Okay.

[chuckles]

-[Mick] Oh. -[puppy whimpers]

[whimpering continues]

-[Rosanna] Great. -[Mick] Oh. Let's clear some space.

[Rosanna] Ollie, do you want to clear some glasses, mate?

Sorry, sorry. Here we go.

-[utensils clank] -[Billie] Oh.

-[Rosanna] Oh! -[Billie] Oh, thank you.

[Mick] Shit.

[Billie] What?

I'm so sorry.

-[Rosanna] This is lovely. -[Billie] This looks lovely.

I totally forgot Rosanna and Ollie are vegetarians.

We're--we're not-- we're not strict vegetarians.

We, uh-- This will be fine.

Look at this beautiful potato salad.

It's got bacon.

You can pick it out, Ollie.

-[Ollie] Smushed into the potato. -You can pick it out.

-This is lovely. -[clanking]

Hm.

[Kim] Yeah. Uh...

Okay, so you're definitely gonna need a bouncy hoojacker.

-A what? -You know.

A bouncy-bouncy hoojackery thing.

Correct terms, please, Kim.

One of those things that Stella goes in.

-Oh, in the doorframe? -No, that's a doorframe oingo-boingo.

You might need to get one of those too.

Well, I can't very well go to Babyco and ask for a bouncy hoojacker

-and a doorframe oingo-boingo. -Just relax. I'll give you Stella's.

I can give you most things except a kitchen musher-upper doodle.

You're gonna have to get one of those yourselves. And a Hug-a-Bub.

-Kim. -Hug-a-Bub is the correct term, I swe

Hm.

Why don't you just move in with the Proudmans?

It'd be cheaper.

That family would drive me insane.

You are gonna get a massive lesson in patience, trust me.

My actual childhood dream was to be Chrissy Amphlett.

Not-- I loved Chrissy Amphlett!

Really?

Yeah. Yeah. I remember my school uniform.

[Rosanna laughs]

Oh, my God. Sorry. I, um--

I used to sing "All the Boys in Town" so loud

that my mother was completely horrified.

I sang it so loud the progs next door called

the Department of Community Services!

-Really? -[Billie] Yeah!

-Wow. -[Billie laughs]

[Rosanna clears throat]

[clicks tongue] Quite the sidestep

from Chrissy Amphlett to Rosie the Birthday Fairy.

Or Billie Proudman, local real estate agent.

[Rosanna laughs]

Yeah, but you're a pretty rock 'n' roll real estate agent.

[Rosanna] It's got a great name. Your agency.

Actually, now when people say, "Proudman Real Estate,"

I can say, "I know the woman who set it up."

-[Mick] Hm. -[wine sloshes]

Oh, actually, I, um...

it's my dad's agency. I didn't set it up, or anything.

Oh.

Yeah, I just, um--

I just started working for my dad, so...

Mm. That's great.

I can't even be in the same room with my dad

without tearing his head off.

It's a real credit to you

that you can work together.

[wood clatters]

[cell phone rings]

-Hello? -[Jimmy] There's been a coup.

Mum called Nina, and made her give some bullshit medical advice

-about Alfie-- -[Darcy] Jimmy, that's not fair.

[Jimmy] And now she's taking me home to make me sleep

and dad's gonna spend the night watching Alfie.

Why didn't you call me?

[Jimmy] Um... I am calling you now.

I would have gone in.

And if you can't be there,

then I should be there, Jimmy.

Your dad doesn't have to do it.

[Jimmy] Well, he wanted to be there...

That's not the point! You don't think!

Look, I'm sorry! I always get it wrong, obviously, with everyone.

[Jimmy sighs deeply]

[Geraldine] Jim. [grunts]

[sniffs]

[exhales]

[breathing heavily]

[tearful sigh]

[sobbing]

[sobbing continues]

[relieved grunt]

[relieved sigh]

[sniffs]

[exhales]

[inhales and exhales]

[grunts]

[puppy whines]

[whining continues]

[utensils clank]

That--that puppy thing's weird.

I mean, it's weird to give someone a pet with no forewarning.

You've got to admit that.

He's 9 years old. I thought it was a sweet idea.

Well, presumably, he didn't make the purchase himself.

[Mick sighs]

[Billie] What?

Only you could find a way of turning gift of a puppy into some sort of att

Well, I never said anything about attack. I just said weird.

-Okay. -[Billie] What? What?

Why are you being defensive about the puppy?

-I'm not. -Yes, you are.

[laughs wryly] What do you want me to say?

Well, I just want you to say, "Oh, lo like we've been landed with a puppy."

And give a funny look and laugh it off like you normally would.

But you're not doing that. Why are you not doing that?

You're starting to sound like your sister.

What?

Oh, the puppy's urinated, by the way.

I'm not saying that as an attack. I'm just stating a fact.

There's canine urine on our floorboards.

[upbeat rock music]

[cheers]

[clatters]

[all clapping]

Okay. A toast to Patrick.

Hang on!

Where's your thrusty turkey-walk of glory?

Your-- And your victory robot break dance.

-[Clegg] Kim. -[squeaks]

[Kim] These are your trademark moves!

What about your ride 'em, cowboy sashay?

[laughs] Hey, kiddo.

Okay. A toast to the Paddy man.

Wishing you great success at the Ainsworth.

And may all the staff not be quite as likeable as us.

You'll always be the only anesthetist

I've never once suspected of being a serial killer.

Except when I first met you.

[Nina] Oh, God. Say something.

Say something meaningful. But not too meaningful.

This is getting weird.

Quick!

You're a great person to work with.

And I've really enjoyed working with you...

a lot.

[Nina] Yes. That actually happened.

Thanks, everyone. I just want to say how much I've loved working with you

Uh, it's no secret that when I started here, I was in a tricky place

Yeah, you're completely screwed!

Yes. [laughing]

Right. Um, I've never been in a work environment

that's so embracing of uniqueness.

[Martin clicks tongue]

Uh, but most of all, I've learnt a lot.

Mostly about myself.

Uh, cheers.

[all] Cheers.

[knocks on the door]

[door opens]

Uh, is Jimmy back here?

I think he's fallen asleep already.

Could I come in?

[door creaks]

[door clicks close]

[slow pop music]

Hug?

-Daddy-o. -[Clegg] Keep it straight.

Yep.

[Nina] Is this how it ends?

A quick hug in a bowling alley?

-Oh! Bye. -[Patrick] Bye.

See you, everyone.

-[Kim] See you, Patrick. -[Cherie] See you.

[door opens]

[door slams]

[ball clanks]

So, uh, any of you little ladies need a lift to--

What the hell is going on with you, you fruitcake?

You--you trying to act all non-fruitcake,

so Cherie will go the whole hog with ya?

-Kim. -Are ya?

I object to the word "fruitcake".

Martin, you are a fruitcake. You just are.

My daughter has a father who is a fruitcake.

And I would never have it any other way.

Do you really think so?

Of course, I do, you dickhead, of course, I do.

[car whistles]

[door clanks]

[somber music]

[cell phone rings]

[ringing continues]

Hello.

[Patrick] Did you just feel incredibly self conscious

saying goodbye in front of the whole group?

Yes.

[Patrick] Do you feel like one last lemonade?

I think my father and your sister have been in contact.

Yep. I'm on my fourth call from Kate.

[Nina chuckles]

I'm just letting it go through to message.

I haven't-- I've never spoken to my father about it.

I don't know why he suddenly weighed in.

Uh, Kate'd get it out of him.

She is convinced she can run our lives better than we can.

She's probably right.

No.

She--she sees things in black and white.

If you love someone, you make it work.

She doesn't get...

What?

How you can have the most intense love

but bring out the worst in each other.

All today, I've...

felt like I've wanna say something.

But I couldn't find it.

Um...

But I think all I wanna say is that...

I'm--I'm glad.

I'm glad that all happened.

-Even if-- -Me too.

[smooch]

All right, let's do this.

[exhales]

[exhales deeply]

Bye.

Bye, Patrick.

[somber music]

[Nina] Keep walking. Keep walking.

[door closes]

[car alarm honks]

[car revs up]

[car rumbles]

[metal rattles]

[puppy wailing]

[wailing continues]

[car honking in distance]

[heart rate machine beeps]

[respirator pump clicks]

You made it.

[Cherie] The whole night.

Yup.

Hello, my little man.

Hello! Have you been a good boy?

I bet you have, haven't you?

Hey, mate.

Have a look there.

See that baby?

See that baby there?

That's your nephew.

That's Alfie.

You're his uncle.

Uncle Ray. He probably won't call you that.

-Oh, I hope so. He'll love it. -[Darcy chuckles]

I think he'd be more like a brother, really.

A beautiful little brother for you.

Do you think?

Do you wanna go and play?

Go on. Good boy.

Oh, thank you.

That's all right.

[sighs]

Darcy, I want another baby.

Sorry. Let's not talk about it.

You must be exhausted. Have a muffin.

Oh, um--

[sighs]

I--I completely understand if you don't want to.

But... I'd love to have another child.

And I'd love it to be with you.

[laughs softly]

[knocking on door]

Uh.

[knocking continues]

[Philip] Hello? Oh, sorry. Did I wake you?

[door clanks]

Nina's dad. He comes here.

You know, she's not returning my calls.

At least, I suspect she's not.

I--I--I don't know what the standard response time is,

-but I would have thought... -[door closes]

-[footsteps approaching] -22 hours would be the maximum.

Billie.

Is this some sort of breakfast event?

-[blanket rustles] -No.

People just come over.

Babble on about stuff.

I haven't slept. I can barely move.

I need the blackest of black coffees, mom.

-Oh, hello. -[Philip]

You learn to think of it as white noise.

Often I'm technically asleep,

even when I'm out there conversing.

The first day, it was 100 percent fine,

and then last night it just kind of seized up.

Uh-huh.

Liar!

I knew you were sore.

[Geraldine] Now, Nina, Philip thinks you've been ignoring his calls

[Nina] What?

Please tell me this is more mental than usual.

[Jimmy] Mm. Mid-range.

Perhaps the low side of mid-range.

Patrick's last day at work yesterday.

And now I'm facing this terribly awkward coffee with Adam

and I'm--I'm sorry.

My husband's got a soul mate, and it's not me.

And, of course, I want him to hate her,

but she's so fucking lovable.

I was transfixed by her.

I mean, I wanted to breed with her.

Oh, hello there.

Oh! Hi, Zara.

Sorry, I couldn't help but hear your conversations.

Every word of your conversations.

Croissant?

No, thank you, Billie.

And, by the way, yes.

Yes, Mick probably does wish he could sleep with the singer woman,

but he's not going to because he's committed to you.

So I think you should just deal with it.

And you, Dr. Nina dad, sorry, I don't know your name.

-[Philip] It's Philip. -[Zara] Please stop stressing

about how to have a relationship and just have one.

You're not Nina's daddy. You're not her BFF.

Maybe think of yourself as a godfather.

Would a godfather give advice? Yes.

Would a godfather interfere with her love-life?

No. It's quite simple.

-[Philip] Great. -[Zara] And Nina.

-[Nina] Mm? -Patrick's over.

And you can't expect any more from Adam.

So I'd say move on.

Maybe take on a few more hours at the hospital, take up horse riding.

Anything to clear your mind.

And, Geraldine...

may I have a tea, please?

-[Billie] Sorry, I think-- -[Nina] Yeah, I need to--

[Philip] I should probably, um--

Uh, I was just trying to participate.

[door closes]

I really think you should move in.

[Nina] Okay, deep breath.

Rip the band-aid off, Nina.

-Have you done your back? -Yep.

No. Yes.

Personal training thing.

I'm so stiff, I'm nauseated.

Thank you.

[Nina] Words. Words, Nina.

Adam, again, I'm so sorry.

-You don't have to keep apologizing. -No, I do.

Because my behavior has just been...

You've been so lovely...

and understanding.

And it's been completely irresponsible of me.

I don't need your sympathy, Nina.

I just want to know where you're at now.

Where I'm at?

Oh!

I wish I knew.

[Nina laughs]

It's not over with this guy.

No. It's over. It's definitely over.

That break-up...

under normal circumstances,

I'd have been a write-off for years.

The relationship's over.

I'm just not over it.

So bad timing?

The worst.

So I should just move on basically?

The bolshie big sister in me says yes.

What do you say?

Yes.

You're such a brilliant guy. I...

Thanks, Nina.

[chuckles] Please don't say there's an amazing girl

just waiting around the corner for me.

Don't say that.

Your niceness will probably always be exploited

and you'll be eternally frustrated.

Thank you.

[Billie] Mick.

Mick, I've been replaying my behavior over the past 24 hours

-and hating myself. -It's fine.

-No, it's not fine. -I took the puppy back.

What--what do you mean you took the puppy back?

What I said.

What? I never meant for you to do that.

Now--now I'm the uber-bitch

-who's rejected the adorable puppy. -Oh...

[Billie] Every time she and I see each other,

by the ghost of the rejected puppy--

Well, it's done!

We won't be doing any more lunches.

But, Billie, I'm not pulling out of this tour with her.

I'm sorry, I won't do that to another musician.

I won't do it.

[tranquil music]

[indistinct chatter]

-All right. Yeah. -[man] Right.

-Do you think so? -Yeah.

[indistinct chatter]

[water running]

[sighs deeply]

[inhales]

[exhales]

[sniffs]

[water sloshes]

[paper rustles]

[Nina] Oh, God.

[theme music]