Original subtitles

How’s he going?

he's still not staying warm on his own.

So he has to stay in a Box

Okay, a toast to the Paddy Man.

Wishing you great success at the Ainsworth.

I just want to say how much I've loved working with you all.

I was just trying to participate.

I really think you should move in.

I want to have a sibling, but I want it to be a full sibling.

The same parents. Hi. Hi.

It’s so great to meet you.

I like it so much. Me too.

Got this one.

I'll take that.

That was a mistake.

It was a mistake.

I wish it had never happened.

Oh, God.

[Nina] No. It's probably late period.

A late period's a late period.

No need to jump to conclusions.

Of course it's not just a late period,

it's a late period coupled with an afternoon

of thoughtless sex.

Thoughtless,

unforgettable sex.

-Uh-huh! -[Nina gasps]

The "just in case" emergency condom.

Where was that when you needed it?

It was right there in my wallet.

Didn't I teach you anything?

Well, if you're talking about the time you sat us all down

and demonstrated how to put a condom on a banana...

Contraception is fairly easy.

Well, I might-- I might just be late. I'm not definitely pregnant.

You know the signs. Nausea, bleeding gums, metallic taste in the mouth.

-I don't have any of those. -Sore breasts?

Yes, but that-- that could also be a sign of...

being premenstrual.

Sensitivity to smell?

[sighs]

[squirts]

[inhales]

[squirting continues]

Nope.

Anxiety, exhaustion?

I'm always anxious and exhausted.

[sighs heavily] Unprotected sex.

[Nina sighs] Shut up.

You're just a voice in my head.

And I'll be there till your dying day.

["Shoe Fits" by Daniel Ellsworth and The Great Lakes]

♪ 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] Could get a pregnancy test from the chemist.

No. It's too soon for that to be definitive.

You were doing so well. Patrick, the break-up,

everything was just starting to be okay and...

now here he is, Patrick Reid,

unresolved in a whole new way.

[footsteps clacking]

[phone ringing]

[beeps]

-Hello. -Darling,

it's just hit me what tomorrow is.

[Nina] Shit. Double shit.

Your 34th birthday!

Oh. My 35th birthday, actually.

Yeah, well...

-that's even better. -Well, I--I--

No. You say that every year,

but I mean 35! Well! It's a milestone.

-We should make it special. -No, no, I--I--I've just got so much

We need to just get together and celebrate with a big bang.

What kind of bang?

You just leave it all to me.

Don't worry about a thing, okay?

Dad?

-[phone beeps] -[Nina] Birthday,

possible pregnancy to a man you're no any kind of relationship with.

No. Too much. [sighs]

Oh, Nina, you can faff around and freak yourself out

or you can go and find out for sure.

[Darcy sighs]

Hey. How's Alfie doing?

Oh, he's going great guns.

Off the critical list.

Right now I'm just uh, organizing Nina's birthday for tomorrow.

Darcy, I--I-- I have a confession.

You know, um, ever since I've been...

thinking about having another baby,

I've been monitoring my fertility.

Hm.

Today...

would be a good day...

fo--for us to start trying.

Oh.

-Today. -Today.

-Or if you prefer next, um-- -No, no, um...

No time like the present. [chuckles]

Well, I'll get a sitter for Ray.

Good.

Good, good, good, good.

[comical music]

Good.

[Nina] No one needs to know.

Clean in, clean out.

Ghost ninja.

What are you doing here?

-You're not on till tonight. -Mm.

Nina's here!

-No, I'm not. I'm just... -Hey, Nina.

-Yep. -Alibi. Think fast.

I'm just here to pick up some notes.

Some research notes on an article I'm writing.

-[Kim] Okay. -Yeah.

It's--it's about the role of endocrine factors

in the ovarian surface epithelium.

The process of ovulation is--

Whatever you sprayed yourself with this morning,

it's too much.

Oh. Sorry.

It's okay. Don't worry about it.

[retches]

-Hey, I need your help. -What for?

I don't know how to say this, so I'll just say it.

Darcy and I are going to try for another baby.

Oh! W--well!

That's... that's nice news.

-Wow. -It's uh, potentially apocalyptic.

I mean, your mom's head might explode,

brains go all over the wall, so I thought this time

it would be better to tell her in advance.

[Nina] Mm.

-So, I was wondering... -No, no, no.

Just introduce the idea to her. Get her used to it.

No way.

Nina, I am always breaking up your fa and god knows how she does it,

but she bounces back and she forgives me,

but my luck is running out. Please.

All right, I'll introduce the idea, but that's all.

[Cherie] Thank you. I owe you one.

[phone rings]

[phone ringing]

[ringing continues]

[phone clanks]

Robson Wing!

Uh, hi, Kim. It's Patrick.

It's Nina.

Oh, [chuckles]

Sorry, I didn't recognize your voice.

-It's fine. -[Patrick] How are you?

[Nina] Be cheerful. Be aggressively cheerful.

I'm great! Just peachy.

Peachy?

What's inspired that?

Uh, well, you know, [laughs]

it's a great day.

There's... a calendar on the wall.

Wonderful.

Are you okay?

[Nina] Yep.

Because you sound like you're overcompensating.

Oh, no. What--uh, oh.

Well, can't--can't someone be great...

-without... -Oh, is this about your birthday tomo

Yes. Yes, uh, my birthday.

I love my birthday.

And there's--there's a big thing happening

and everyone's invited.

-Are you inviting me? -What?

I'm not--I'm not asking to be invited. I'm--

Oh, I shouldn't have mentioned it.

I'm sorry, why-- why are you calling?

Oh, I'm after Clegg. Um, is he there?

It's about a squash game. That's why I'm calling.

Hello?

-Hi. -[Patrick chuckles]

-What's wrong? -Nothing!

I'm just...

putting you through.

[clatters]

-[phone clanks] -[sighs]

I--I'll spend the day with Alfie.

-[Jimmy] No, mom, we want to be there -No, no, no.

Come on. He's off the critical list.

He'll be coming home in a few weeks.

It's time to start getting ready for that.

It just doesn't feel right to leave him for so long.

Take the day. Regroup.

We could swing past your place and get the bed, at least.

Do you both good.

[Nina] Right! Easy.

[rattles]

[clatters]

[door clacks open]

Hey, Nina.

-What are you doing? -[muffled words]

Drop it.

I know this looks bad.

Oh...

Who's the father?

What? No. No, no, no, Cherie,

when you're wrong, you're so wrong.

Oh, okay.

Who's the father?

No, that-- that's not what this is.

Trying to take your own blood.

I... My period's late.

And I--I'm just-- I'm not in any way sure.

I just thought if I do this it'll--

Yeah, I--I totally get it.

Who's the father?

Well, if there was one, hypothetically...

-Adam? -No!

Patrick.

Um-hm.

Didn't your mother teach you--

Yes, my mother taught me. Are you gonna--

-Are you gonna help me? -Yeah, yeah.

Nins, you're an obstetrician.

I mean, more than that. You--you--you spend days

deciding what color spatula to get.

An unplanned pregnancy is so...

un-Nina-like. It's...

What--what's your point?

My point is...

you poor darling.

Well, that's-- We're not sure, so.

Well, we better barricade the door. Anyone can come in.

-[Clegg groans] -Nina--

Cherie, can I just have a quick word with you?

Come in, lean against the door.

[sighs]

-Who's the father? -What?

[Clegg] Whose sperm are we talking about?

Patrick.

Oh, dear. Well, Patrick's hardly going

to welcome the news he's about to become a father.

He's not about to become a father.

-[Nina gasps] -[Clegg] Am I missing something?

What? No. It's a test-- A test,

because there's uncertainty.

Contraceptive failure.

No, it's not exactly a failure.

Wild bareback sex.

Didn't your mother teach you about--

Yes, my mother taught me, my father taught me,

my high school PE class taught me, Grim Reaper ads

and seven years in medical training taught me.

-So, it was deliberate, then. -No!

[Cherie] Okay.

Here we go.

[button clacks]

Right. Please, please, this is...

very, very intensely sensitive.

-Well, you can't have that tested her -Why not?

Well, have you ever been down to the pathology lab?

Uh, no.

[Clegg] Vicious, petty, gossipy.

Yeah, he's right, they're horrible.

They know, everyone's gonna know.

Well, I'll have to go somewhere else.

Right. Please, please,

do not tell anyone.

[Cherie] We won't.

[Clegg] Cherie, could I just have a quick--

one minute.

-Nina! -Hm?

-I'll see you later. -Um, first, come with me.

-Where? -You'll see.

Can we please not do this?

No! Because you can't just say someth like that and then walk away from me.

"I'm not pulling out of the tour with Rosanna."

-[Mick] Well, I'm not. -I didn't ask you to.

-Did you hear me ask you? -Billie, it's completely obvious

you don't want me to go on this tour.

Okay, there's a vibe going on, all right?

The two of you are vibing.

I know vibing when I see it,

and tonight, you're going to be on a plane with her,

and then you're going to be in a hotel together, vibing.

"Oh, here, let's go over some music." "Here, have a puppy."

Oh, the puppy! Are we ever going to get past--

[phone ringing]

[Billie] Dad, I can't talk right now.

Sorry, love.

Look, I just wanted your input

on Nina's birthday for tomorrow.

What? Hang on. Hey, we're not finished!

Nothing cooky for Nina's birthday, okay?

What makes you say it would be anything--

Because you always try and do some big thing

with ponies, dad, and it always turns to shit.

She's turning 35!

Every time you do something for Nina's birthday,

marriages break up, someone gets arrested,

something explodes and Jimmy ends up being rushed to hospital.

It's not always Jimmy.

Okay, it's Nina's birthday, think simple and elegant.

Say the words.

Simple and elegant.

Lunch at a nice restaurant. Say it.

-[Darcy] Lunch at a nice restaurant. -Okay, I've gotta go.

Mick's tried to end our conversation by watering Japanese maple.

It's a power play. I have to counterattack.

-[Darcy] How? -I'm gonna check his phone

for incriminating messages.

-Oh, Billie. No-- -[Billie] Bye.

[door creaks open]

[door shut]

[sighs]

I don't really feel like it.

It's not really a good time, Cherie.

-I don't want to. -[Cherie] I need you come right here.

-[Geraldine] Oh, hello, darling! -Hi, mum.

Ah, changing of the guard.

-Your mother's got the next shift. -Ah.

Um, um, Billie thought,

-um, a nice lunch for your birthday. -Oh.

-[Darcy] Simple and elegant. -Good.

Of course, if it was up to me I'd be--

Perhaps, now would be a good time to...

Good time for what? Is something wrong,

Nina?

Shall we sit down for a moment?

-[Geraldine] Well... -[Darcy] Uh...

[Darcy groans]

[Nina sighs]

Mom,

sometimes...

-I--it would... -What?

would... if-- if you would--

would you-- how would you feel if--

-Oh, God, you're pregnant. -[Nina] What?

No. No. -At least, are you, Nina?

No.

Uh, but, dad and Cherie have something they'd like to say.

[Darcy] Oh.

That's it. That's the introduction.

Take it away, Cherie.

I would like... a sibling for Ray.

Um...

Oh, uh...

yeah. We both would.

I wanted to run the idea past you,

so it's not an ambush.

Nina, Cherie,

would you give us a moment?

It's my idea to have another baby.

Thanks. I just want to talk to Darcy.

That went well, don't you think?

-Another baby? -[Darcy sighs]

Well, thank you for the advance notice this time.

Well, uh,

you--you seem to be...

taking it better than I thought you might.

I'm seeing Philip Noonan.

"Seeing" meaning--

Rooting.

Nina doesn't know yet. We'll tell her when the time's right.

I'm telling you in the interest of full disclosure,

since you were kind enough to...

So,

how long?

A few weeks. [chuckles]

[sighs]

Darcy?

I--I thought we were telling each other things.

Can I just say...

I am disappointed.

I asked for this not to happen.

[chuckles] Oh, come on.

Come on, mate. You're gonna be late.

[whooshing]

[Mick] Whoa! I'm under attack!

[Rosanna] Go, go, go. Go, go.

You okay?

I'm fine. Why?

-You don't look fine. -It's nothing.

I got our itinerary. Flight. We've got to be at the airport at eig

Yep... Mick, uh, this TV show in Sydney is great.

But I'm going to find someone else for the tour.

-What? -It's just getting messy.

It's putting stress on your marriage.

I can handle it. I--

I will handle it.

Seriously, if you go on this tour,

-I want to go. -It's not about wanting, you know,

it's about the long run,

and you know, it's just a tour

and I--I don't think you should put your marriage at risk for it.

I'm not!

I've spoken to Laura and she's, um...

she's going to take over on keys.

You...

-You're firing me? -It's for the best.

Right, well...

I've gotta get some air.

[thuds]

[mumbling]

[mumbling continues]

[phone ringing]

Hello.

Uh... I regret to say

that I won't be able to play squash with today after work.

How come?

Uh, the thing is...

No, uh...

-What? -[Martin groans]

I have come into the possession of some information

and, uh... we'll be to see each other,

uh, honesty would impel me to impart.

And as this information was garnered somewhat...

sideways,

and I myself have taken a vow of silence,

the normal code of discretion

forces me to remain mute. So, I can't see you.

It's about Nina, isn't it?

[groans] Oh... uh...

[mimics buzzing sound]

[mumbling]

[phone clanks]

[clears throat]

[phone ringing]

Martin Clegg.

[Patrick] Come for a game.

I promise I'll respect your silence.

We won't talk, we'll just play.

[door creaks]

[footsteps clacking]

Ollie!

[Billie] Hello.

I want Mick, not you.

Oh, well, he's not here right now.

Oh, is it about the puppy? I'm sorry about that. It was just--

It was a bit of a surprise but I didn't want him to give it back to yo

What--

Shouldn't you be at school?

What's the deal? Are you wagging?

Well, maybe--maybe I should call the police

and dob you in. Would you like that?

Okay, well, I'm calling them.

It's ringing.

Two rings.

Hello. Is that the police?

Yeah, it's-- it's Billie Proudman here.

Yes, very well, thank you,

except I'm calling to inform you that there's a little scamp

that's run away from school.

-His name? -If you're gonna lie, at least lie we

I am actually on the phone to the police right now.

Are you gonna talk to me?

Okay, sorry, officer. It was actually a false alarm.

Yeah, okay. Thank you.

All right, if you want Mick, I will give you Mick.

[sighs]

[phone ringing]

[phone ringing]

[ringing continues]

-He didn't answer. -Oh.

Really?

Sorry. Well, are you gonna go to school now?

-No. -What?

It puts me in a spot-- if something happens to you

and I've left you on your own, then it's my fault.

I'll drive you home.

Yes, I will. Come on.

[somber music]

I do not accept being fired.

Mick, I can't talk about this now, I'm sorry.

Billie and I are strong enough to take this.

-No, I can't talk about-- -Don't kick me off the team

when we're just about to do something!

Mick, I can't talk about this now.

Ollie, he didn't show up to school.

-Shit. -He's wagged before.

He did this when his dad and I broke up.

Lets things get to him.

Where are my keys? Oh.

-Let me help. -Thanks.

He's a smart kid, but I don't want my 10-year-old roaming the streets.

[door pounding]

[pounding continues]

[Billie] She's not home.

You got a key?

Nope.

Okay, what's your mum's number?

What is it?

[Ollie] 4-4-4-17.

If you're gonna lie, at least lie well.

So, you wag a bit, do you?

Sometimes.

So, what's the usual?

-Skate bowl? -Sometimes.

Mom picks me up from school, so I have to be there at the end of the

Okay, I've--I've got an open for inspection,

so you can hang with me.

We'll--we'll keep trying Mick,

but if that doesn't work out, I'll--I'll get you to school

by home time. Come on.

Mick, it's me again. I'm still with Ollie. Call me when you get this.

-You don't have kids. -That's right.

[Billie] Hi. Feel--feel free to explore.

-[Ollie] How come? -Um...

may--maybe one day.

Is it because you can't?

That--that's a big question.

Hi! Hi.

Mick said not everyone can.

You know how some things are embarrassing to talk about?

Okay, this is one of those things.

Is it like when you have a dog and you get it desexed?

[Nina] I--I--I know this is unusual.

I--I can assure you this is my blood.

I just didn't know what else to do.

I'll send it to the pathology lab I use. Very discrete.

Thank you.

-Should know the results by tomorrow. -Okay.

I'm chuffed, uh, no.

No, tha-that-- that's the wrong word.

Honored,

to be able to help.

Oh.

Please--please don't tell anyone.

It's confidential.

Thanks.

At the risk of seeming...

nosy...

Ah.

Patrick and I had a moment of weakness.

Thoughtlessness.

Have you thought about what you'll do if the results...

come back positive?

Patrick doesn't want to have children.

I don't--I don't want to force him.

It wasn't planned.

But, what do you want to do?

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

Can't even get my mind around it.

Everything's... tied together.

Patrick and I...

a baby?

I always imagined having a child with a partner,

not an ex-partner.

I don't know what to feel.

I--if you could go back,

would you have liked mom to tell you that she was pregnant with me?

So much.

[chuckles]

[sighs]

[somber music]

[Nina] Patrick?

[phone ringing]

No. No point till results come back.

[ringing continues]

Hi, Billie.

Nins! Where are you right now?

-[Nina] On my way home. -[Billie] Good.

To sleep, Billie.

-I'm on late shift tonight. -No, no.

I--I can't get hold of Mick. I've got this kid with me.

I have to do something with him. I'm on my way to yours.

-I'll see you in 10. -But--

There we go.

All right, get dressed.

-I am dressed. -No, dressed like you're going out.

Why?

Because I'm taking you out.

[Jimmy] So, it's safe to say that one year ago,

neither of us thought that we'd be parents.

True.

[Jimmy] And you would not have picked me to be the father of your child.

True.

[Jimmy] So, why did you?

I didn't decide, it was an accident.

[Jimmy] Well, you decided to keep it.

I just knew I wanted to have it.

And you are good looking

and good breeding stock.

And you have a good heart.

And I thought that you'd let me be

who I want to be

and let me raise the child my way.

Do you think that's changed?

No.

So, um, anyway...

-What's this? -Do--don't freak out, it's nothing fa

It--It was meant to be for when Alfie was born,

but then he came early and there hasn't been the right moment.

It symbolizes our shared parenthood.

Plus, I--I thought it would look good on you.

Is this romance?

No.

No, it's undefined.

[indistinct chatter]

[ball thudding]

You're too wound up.

Hm.

I am in extreme discomfort.

Because of that Nina thing you're not talking about.

I spoke to her this morning. She seemed "up".

I thought she was anxious. I've been calling her, but she's screening me.

[ball thuds]

-I admire your strength of character. -[groans]

I mean, you're concerned for her.

Who knows I would be of any friend faced with such a situation.

The test alone...

[Martin groans, screams]

-[Patrick] What test? -[yells]

-What's Nina being tested for? -[Martin groans]

[Patrick] Is she sick?

[groaning continues]

You promised to respect me!

Martin, is Nina sick?

[door shut]

-[Nina] Oh! -Here we are.

Ollie, you remember Nina, don't you?

[Nina] Hi, Ollie.

Hi. Have you got a PlayStation?

-Oh, no. Sorry. -Can I go to the toilet?

Yeah, sure, it's just right through there.

[Billie sighs]

-Tell me you haven't kidnapped that c -No.

-He's a little bit in love with me. -Shouldn't he be at school?

Well, he came over to our place to see Mick,

but Mick's gone AWOL and he won't answer my calls.

[Nina sighs]

What?

-[Nina] Don't. -[Billie] Yeah...

[flush sounds]

Aw. Billie, stop it.

[Nina] Stop it!

Oh.

What are you doing? Stop it.

Billie, stop it. Stop!

Are--are you?

I'm--not sure.

I'm--I'm late,

and Patrick-- Patrick and I did--it.

It's not definite,

I'm just trying to stay calm

and walk in a straight line

until I've got the results.

That's so unfair.

Sorry.

I'm--I'm sorry.

[somber music]

Um, Billie, please. I need you right now.

I don't know what to do.

Ollie, um, are you--you ready? We're going.

Is she having a baby?

Come on.

[footsteps clacking]

[somber music}

[sighs]

[footsteps clacking]

[inhales] I know you must be so confused right now,

and I so want to be there for you

and be happy for you, but I can't.

I just--I can't.

[Billie] Okay. Let's go.

[car door clicks opens]

[phone ringing]

[sighs]

[car engine revs]

Oh, Patrick.

Martin, there's somewhere I'm meant to be.

-This will only take a minute. -No.

Cherie. You've been avoiding me all day, true or false?

True.

And you've made it clear that you want Darcy Proudman

to sire a sibling for young Ray.

Also true.

I've offered myself to you in various ways,

but you have rejected my sperm

both literally and figuratively.

-Nothing personal. -Marry me.

[chuckles] Get fucked!

[comical music]

-[Clegg] Did you enjoy that? -Yes. Yes, I did.

Marry me.

Your timing's terrible.

I have to go.

[door slams close]

[sighs]

[door creaks open]

[Cherie clears throat]

Chin-chin.

-Up ya bum. -[both chuckle]

[sighs]

-Ah! Music. -Ah, yes. Yeah.

-Atmosphere. -[both chuckle]

[Cherie gasps] Oh!

[loud music playing]

[Cherie] Sorry. Wrong, wrong track.

Wrong.

[groans]

[salsa music playing]

[chuckles]

Remember this?

[laughs]

Oh, yeah. [chuckles]

Oh! And, um,

I downloaded an app.

-[Darcy] Oh? -[Cherie] Ocean sounds.

I thought it might help recapture the mood of the cruise.

[Darcy chuckles] Oh.

[ocean breeze sound]

Hm.

[Cherie laughs]

[laughing continues]

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I'm just nervous, I'm nervous.

Yeah, yeah, I know. I know.

I am too.

Okay. Good, good, okay.

Kiss me. [sighs]

[crow cackles]

[Darcy laughs]

How did we make this happen the first time?

[both laughing]

[Darcy laughs]

Uh...

Martin asked me to marry him.

Oh.

So, what did you say?

I told him to get fucked.

I mean, I thought it was a stunt,

a reaction because of you and me, but...

he asked me to spend the rest of my life with him.

The man adores me.

[music continues]

-[keyboard clacking] -[laser sounds]

[Billie groans]

[Billie] Whoa!

Yeah! Stage two!

-Okay, it's just in here. -[Billie] Just here?

[Ollie] Yep.

[Billie] Right, so this is near where your mum picks you up.

-[Ollie] Yeah. -[Billie] Yeah.

[Billie] Okay, well...

-see you. -[Ollie] Bye.

Hey.

Why--why did you come to our place this morning?

Looking for Mick.

Yeah. Why?

To ask him to still come on tour.

Yeah, but he is going on tour.

Not anymore. Mom said.

How come?

'Cause of you.

-Okay. -[Ollie] Bye.

[Billie] See ya.

[car door shut]

[sighs]

[beeping sound]

[beeping continues]

[buzzing sound]

Oh.

[buzzing continues]

[sighs]

[sighs]

[chuckles]

[phone ringing]

[sighs]

Hi.

[Patrick] I know you're in there.

[Nina] Prize for persistence.

-What's going on? -Nothing.

[Patrick] Then why aren't you answering your phone?

Oh, look, I--I'm fine! I just didn't feel like talking.

Are you sick?

-N--no. -Then what?

I know something's going on, Nina, I spoke to Martin.

Ha--hang on.

[door shut]

[door creaks open]

-Hi. Um, -[Patrick] Hi.

I'm sorry, I've got to--I've got to work

-and I need to sleep. -What's wrong?

Nothing. I'm fine. I-- Please don't worry.

Well, I am worried about you.

You're having tests. What tests?

Well, I--

Just tell me.

Are you pregnant?

Look, if you are...

is it mine?

Thanks, Patrick.

I, uh,

-I had to ask. -[phone ringing]

-Hi, mum. -Oh, God.

Something's happened. Can you please come to the hospital?

It's the baby! [sobs]

What? What has happened?

I don't know.

They rushed him away. It's something terrible! Please, come

Okay, I'm--I'm going to be right there.

I have to go, there's an emergency with the baby.

-What is it? -[Nina] I don't know.

-[Patrick] Well, I'll take you. -No.

-Nina, really. -Really.

-Oh. -Oh, where's Jimmy and Zara?

They're on their way.

His temperature-- he started throwing up.

It all happened very fast. I was just sitting--

-I was just sitting! -It's not your fault.

It's not your fault!

We should never have left him alone! We should have been here!

It sounds like he's-- he's developed an infection.

-It's--it's no-one's fault. -Well, where is he?

-They've taken him for tests. -Where?

Come with me. I'll explain.

-But I need to see him! -Can we be with him?

I'm sorry. You're going to have to wait.

[Zara sobbing]

Where is he? Where's Alfie?

Oh, they've taken him to have some tests.

We just have to wait.

[Zara] Oh, I need to see him.

I work here!

Just please, just take me to him!

Why won't you just let me be there?

[Nina sighs]

[Jimmy] Zara wants a minute.

[whimpers]

[somber music]

[whimpering continues]

[sighs]

[cloth rustling]

[sighs]

[sighs heavily]

[phone ringing]

[ringing continues]

-What the fuck, Mick? -[Mick] What the fuck yourself, Billi

Where have you been all day?

Well, I spent most of it looking for Ollie,

who it turns out was with you.

Well, why didn't you answer your phone?

Oh. I don't know, maybe it's because I didn't have it

because my wife hid it under a pillow.

-If you hadn't been-- -[Mick] Save it. I--

I don't want to hear it.

Could you just get here?

Where? Here where?

The hospital.

It's Alfie. He's sick. They're doing tests on him now.

Is Jimmy there? Can I speak to him? Put him on.

[Billie] Hey.

It's Mick.

-[Jimmy] Hey. -Hey, Jimmy. What's going on?

There was a spike in his temperature,

and then...

then he threw up. We don't know anything.

[sighs heavily] That's it.

I'm cancelling my trip to Sydney. I'm coming in.

No, no, Mick. You should go. You should go.

[Mick] Fuck that, it's just a TV spot.

I'm coming in.

[Jimmy] No, no, there's nothing you can do.

Go to Sydney. Really.

Hey, it's me.

Mick.

[door clacks open]

[somber music]

Mick's not going on that tour anymore.

-Oh. -And I'm glad. I'm glad he's not goin

[phone clacks]

[somber music]

Jimmy.

-Can you come? -[Nina] Yeah, sure.

Is that an X-ray?

It's an MR image.

[Geraldine sighs]

Oh.

Oh.

[Zara sobbing]

They're--they're pretty...

they--they think Alfie has encephalitis.

Oh, God.

What--what's that?

It's inflammation of the tissues of the brain.

So, it's serious.

It's incredibly serious.

They're gonna start by bringing his temperature down.

That's the first thing they're going to do.

[Zara whimpering]

[Jimmy] Come here. Come here, come here.

Come here.

[Zara sobbing]

[Billie] What--what do we do now?

There's nothing we can do,

except wait.

[phone ringing]

[ringing continues]

[phone beeps]

Hello.

Alfie's being treated for encephalitis.

I thought you'd like to know.

Yeah. Thanks.

Uh, Jimmy and Zara?

Shocked.

Terrified.

We're all here.

It's going to be a long night.

Yeah.

Patrick,

I was avoiding you today.

You were right.

Because I don't know if I'm pregnant or not.

But if I am, it's definitely yours.

I'm going to go and be with my family.

[somber music]

[phone beeps]

[theme music]