Original subtitles

The color mag that comes with the Sunday papers.

They want to do a little piece on you and Mick as a couple. Really? Billie!

Have you sold Proudman Real Estate to Phil D’arabont?

Nina and mom then went to Darabont's house.

I have to work for him on Monday because he's my boss.

You did agree to a month of sobriety.

I never agreed that you can strip

the house of all alcohol and cancel my wine club membership.

I was with Isabella's father for two years and it was pretty abusive.

He hit me.

I was an idiot.

I kept giving him chances.

I've tried a few different approaches with my dad,

and this is by far the best option.

Not talking. Yeah.

[furtive music]

[narrator] Meet Nina.

She's emotionally stable.

In love with the man of her dreams.

And very good at her job.

Everything is fine. You're on your way to motherhood.

[narrator] In fact, everything in Nina's life is perfect.

That is until...

It's my dad.

He's coming to stay.

[narrator] This summer comes a story

of a father who needs to be forgiven...

[Patrick] How can you say that? I'm your only son!

You mean nothing to me! Nothing!

[man] ...and a son who just needs to be loved.

Dad!

Don't ever set foot in this house again.

[narrator] Tears will flow,

lives will be torn apart,

and only one person has what it takes

to put the pieces back together.

The heart-warming, feel-good movie of the year.

A Little Touch of--

[Patrick] Nina.

-Come on. -Hm.

Why are you looking at me like that?

Teach me how to love.

Of course I will.

-Nina? Nina! -Hm?

Yeah, see you there.

♪ Oh why, oh why, oh why ♪

♪ Won't you sing Bring your hips to me ♪

♪ 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 ♪

Yeah, he told me I'm autonomous. You know, I can do whatever I want.

Oh, that's good.

Yeah, so it's like I'm--I'm still the boss.

Um, he just pays for all the bills.

So, well, I am my own boss. So, that's good.

It is. Why are you whispering?

I'm not whispering.

You're not really talking.

Okay. It's unbearable.

It is-- it is a climate of fear, Nins.

Yes, he leaves me alone, but then he pops in.

You know, just as I'm trying on new shoes,

or putting up the "back in five minutes" sign,

or yelling at a client. It's like he's got a crystal ball.

-Or cameras? -Exactly!

It's like I'm working for the Stasi. I don't--

I don't even want to talk about it here in case... he's listening.

Now let's talk about Patrick.

Are you still, um, nervous about his father coming?

[Nina] I wasn't.

But last night he gave me a list of do's and don'ts.

Never try to change his mind.

Don't hug him. He's not a people person.

He avoids social events. He hates people making a fuss.

He hates making plans. He likes doing his own thing.

So, he's the opposite of a Proudman?

Basically, yes.

-Does he fly Business? -I don't-- Why?

Just trying to build a profile. Does he eat healthily?

I don't know.

Whatever you do, don't hold eye contact with him too long.

He's not a gorilla, Billie.

No, but he sounds damaged and betrayed even.

You can't change someone like that over the course of a weekend, possibly ever.

I know. I don't want to change him. I just want him to be part of the family.

Proudmans embrace anyone who is willing. I mean, look at Patrick.

-What are you saying? -Well, just--

Are you worried that maybe he'll turn out like his father?

-What? No. I-- -Is there a sign?

-I don't-- One of the horse ones? -Ooh.

-And when does he arrive? -Tonight.

Wow. I can't wait to meet him.

And maybe, he'll fall for some of the Billie Proudman charm.

Oh, look, I--I think it's best if we just keep it low key.

Patrick seems pretty keen to just get through it

rather than make it an event.

-You're ashamed of us? -Exactly. What? No.

You're ashamed of me. Oh, God.

I'm now officially such a pariah of this family,

I'm not even fit for in-laws.

-Billie, that's not at all-- -No, it's fine, I get it.

Have a productive day.

[calm music]

[Nina] Kim?

Oh, hey. Um...

Could we have Dana Pascoe's number?

I just want to see if she's coming in today.

Oh. So, big weekend planned?

What? Not really, no.

-Really? It'd be a huge deal for me. -What would be a big deal?

Meeting my future father-in-law and grandfather to my child.

Oh, yeah, that. Yeah. Oh, no. I'm really looking forward to it, actually.

-[Zara] Looking forward to what? -Nothing.

-[Zara] Ah, father-in-law. -Yep.

So, when do we meet him?

Uh, actually...

-We were talking about Patrick's dad. -Oh, right.

He's staying this weekend... with you?

[Nina] Mm.

I had to have dinner with Clegg's mom when we first got pregnant.

-She eats with her mouth open. -Right.

And she can't hear high frequencies, so we had to speak like this.

"Hi, Mrs Clegg. I'm the mother of your granddaughter."

Oh. Sounds pretty harmless. [chuckles]

[Kim] And she made me promise never to feed the baby anything orange.

I got an email from Martin. He's landed in Borneo and already made friends.

Oh, lucky them.

Sorry to bring it back to work, but has anyone heard from Dana Pascoe?

Hey, yeah, I'm onto it.

-What time does your dad arrive? -[Patrick] Um, late.

We should cook something nice.

He won't eat.

It's a long flight, maybe it'd be nice to--

You should do quiche. It's always a good test.

-[Nina] Thank you, Zara. -He won't eat.

Or a roast.

Older guys usually like things that are good for the bowel.

Like horse chuck.

[Eloise] Maybe we should call her. Dana Pascoe?

Good idea. Kim, where's the number?

Are you okay? You nervous?

Why would I be nervous?

Oh, I don't know.

He's your father. You haven't seen him for a long time.

You're having a baby with me who he hasn't met.

[dramatic music]

To tell you the truth, Nina, I'm terrified.

But with you by my side, maybe we can finally heal as a family.

I can tell him I love him.

Nina, Nina, look.

Don't expect too much.

We just need to get through this weekend and see him on his way.

It's about the best outcome.

Right. Yeah.

Can't wait to show you off, though.

[Nina] How does he do it? Appear so calm.

-[Kate] Hi. -Hi.

Oh! What are you--?

Uh, um, do you have a second?

Mm.

Um...

I got an email from Dean.

Oh, right, Dean.

No! Your ex, Dean?

Yeah, he must've gotten my email address from the work website.

Was it threatening?

No. Quite the opposite.

Hm.

-You're not going to respond, though? -No. Well...

[Nina] Patrick's going to love this.

Isabella has never met her own father. Does--

I don't know, does that seem cruel?

Oh, I don't know, Kate.

Look, could you just read it and tell me I'm an idiot for even contemplating it?

Well, it seems sort of reasonable.

Yeah, I mean, he sounds totally normal, don't you think?

I know that he's still the same asshole that hit me,

but maybe he changed. I don't know, can people change?

I don't-- I don't know Dean, but I know Patrick's not a fan.

Oh, God. I'm going to have to talk to Patrick.

Yes.

A--actually...

[Nina] Don't interfere.

-...you should leave it a few days. -Why?

[Nina] Did you hear me? Don't interfere.

Because your dad's about to arrive. It's not the best timing.

Yeah, you're right. We should just get through that.

I think it's funny that you both see it as something to get through.

-[Nina chuckles] -Yeah, you'll see why.

[calming music]

Oh, Phil.

Skiving off again, Billie?

I--I just got up.

[chuckles] Likely story.

What can I do for you, Phil? Would you like, um, tea?

Oh, do I need a reason to drop in to my favourite franchise?

No, I suppose not.

One thing I've wondered is why none of the window displays have "sold" on them.

Well, because that's why they're in the window.

It looks better if a couple of them are sold.

I've always thought that looks try-hard.

It's like, "Oh, look. I can actually sell stuff, too."

Looks better with.

Looks classier without.

With.

[sighs heavily] How's your mother?

-When does he get in? -Tonight.

-You nervous? -No!

A bit.

It should be fine-- fun.

[sighs]

Can--can I ask you for a professional opinion?

Of course.

I have a friend and--and she left her partner.

He was violent.

But now he's contacted her because he wants to see his child.

How many times did violence occur?

I don't know.

It was rare, I--I think, but even once is--

Is enough, yes.

And, uh, she's considering it?

She's confused.

She thinks he has a right to see his child

and she thinks the child should be allowed to see him, but...

how can she trust him?

Indeed. She can't.

But if she really wants to try, I'd suggest very strict boundaries,

and protections,

if only to remind him that he's not been forgiven.

[Nina] And how would you approach her very protective brother about it?

[furtive music]

-Is that lavender? -[chuckles] Shut up.

No, it's beautiful.

Not that he'll notice.

Oh, he'll notice. He just might not know that he's noticing.

-The roast is on. -I thought I could smell some effort.

-He won't eat. -Oh.

What father wouldn't love to sit down to dinner with his son?

-Mine. -Come on.

Is he that bad?

No, just not the father you're imagining.

He hasn't even met Isabella and she's almost two.

Yeah, I know. Kate mentioned that.

But I still think there's hope.

People soften with age.

[narrator] Sometimes, the person who needs you most

is the person you least expect.

Nina.

I want to know what love is.

I want to show you.

[backtracking music]

Did you see Kate today?

Oh, yeah. She popped in.

-She came to the hospital? -Yeah.

Everything all right?

[Nina] It's not a lie, it's just a delay.

People management.

Yes, she's fine.

-[doorbell buzz] -Oh, that's him.

-Yay! -[laughs] Yay. Come on.

-[Patrick groans] -[Nina laughs]

-Dad, this is Nina. -Hi.

[Nina] Don't hug him. He hates hugging.

[sighs] Hm...

-Nice to meet you, Nina. -Oh, you too.

You're so young and--and bubbly.

[Nina] You just called him "bubbly."

-Are you hungry? -Do you want a drink?

How about some bubbly?

-[Nina] Shut up. -It's been a long flight.

-Mm. -Where's my room?

Oh, your room is just upstairs. Uh, come with me.

-Here, I'll carry your bags. -It's okay.

I'd probably topple over. I'm pregnant... obviously.

[chuckles nervously]

You can just put your things in here and then we could have some...

-Patrick's cooked a lovely-- -I'll see you in the morning.

[whispers] Is he not coming out?

[slow music playing]

Maybe I'm just being paranoid.

You know, the first bit is actually not that bad.

Oh, whoa. This gets worse?

What am I going to do?

[Jimmy] "Mick's laid-back charm puts you at ease immediately,

whereas Billie seems like a new arrival on our planet

trying desperately to remember the instructions on how to be a human."

-Wow. -There's more.

"Desperate to be liked, to appear high-powered..."

Does she know this is coming out tomorrow?

She checks every Sunday.

I think she's hoping it'll cheer her up.

Maybe if you rewrite it,

type it up and slip it into the magazine, she won't notice.

If I had a fully-functioning printing press, that would still be a dumb idea.

Okay, okay. Just riffing.

[Jimmy sighs heavily]

Maybe she won't think it's as bad as we do.

Did we read the same article?

Help me, Jimmy.

Okay, we've got no choice. We have to intercept.

[furtive music]

[Mick] Got it.

Got it.

[Mick] Re-rolling.

[Jimmy] It's actually quite well-written.

Glad wrap.

[Mick groans]

Hold that, hold that.

-Perfect. -Ahh...

[Mick] Next.

[distant barking]

[spraying sound]

-You're up. -Yep.

Good up or bad up?

"Didn't sleep all night" up.

Oh, dear. Something wrong?

It seems your health kick has caused a return of my chronic insomnia.

Which means all the time.

Well, actually, chronic means--

That's what it means, Phillip.

So...

-I'm having a joint. -That's okay.

-I know. -Do you want me to get it?

-I want you to have some. -Oh, I couldn't.

It's Sunday, Phillip. What have you got to do?

No.

Look, I lived in your ridiculously healthy shoes for one month.

You can live in mine for one day.

I've never been high before.

Exactly.

Hm...

Where do you keep it?

[Geraldine squeals]

-Hello. You're up early. -Yes.

It's going to be warmer today, hopefully.

-Tea. -[groans]

[Nina] Not a talker, remember.

Just-just talk when there's something to say, Nina. Go about your business.

Many plans for today?

[Nina] Stop talking!

Stretch.

[Nina] Please stop!

-Where's Nina? -Here I am.

-Tea? -Yeah.

-[doorbell buzz] -Oh, I'll get it.

-How did you sleep? -Yep.

-[Nina] Hi. -[Kate] Hey.

-[Kate] How's it going? -[Nina] Great.

Hi, Dad.

Look, Bella. Look, Granddad.

-Oh. -[Isabella mumbling]

A girl of few words. I like that.

She looks like her mom.

[Kate chuckles]

[Tadgh chuckles]

[Nina sighs]

[soft music]

Mick?

So, I thought we might go to the cricket today

and maybe we can get a pub lunch beforehand and--

Kate! I don't want any fuss.

I came here to meet your daughter and Nina's family. That's it.

Shower free, Nina?

Yep, yes. Yes, it is.

Right, well, I guess we introduce him to the Proudmans then.

[sighs]

[Kate] A bit of colour and movement. It'll de-awkwardize him.

-Fine by me. -I'll call Mom.

[inhales heavily]

Two's probably enough.

-[inhales heavily] -Oh, and hold it, hold it.

-Okay? -Yeah.

[Phillip coughs]

-You okay? -[coughing continues]

-Ooh. -Fine.

All right. You'll be all right. You'll be all right.

-I think I'll get the paper. -All right.

Hm. Hm.

[tranquil music]

Oops.

The house has turned around.

[cell phone ringing]

[groans]

Hi, darling.

Phillip.

I got your paper.

Thanks.

All wrapped up, just like normal.

-Have I been gone a really long time? -What? No, no.

-A normal amount of time. -Oh.

Mom. What's going on with--

[whispering] I gave him a joint.

Excellent.

I wonder if they feel anything.

Uh, that was Nina. She's just around the corner.

She's coming over with Patrick.

And Kate, and Joseph, and Isabella, and Tadgh for brunch.

No!

Mick, you stay for brunch, too. I'll call Billie.

-The more the merrier. -Uh, no, I can't.

-Geraldine, I don't-- -No, no, no.

Look, the more people there are,

the less likely they are to notice that you're stoned.

-[Phillip] Good point. Jimmy! -Hm?

-[Phillip] You should stay. -I live here.

Uh, you should stay, though, Mick, and call Billie.

-No. -It's a controlled environment.

Out there, Billie could find the magazine.

In here, we just get rid of those two pages and we're safe.

-Hey, love to. -Oh, great.

-I'll text Billie. -Fantastic.

-[Nina] Hello. -[Geraldine] Here they are!

-Hi. Oh, Hi. Hi! -Hi.

-[Geraldine] Hi. -Hi. Oh, yeah.

-Oh! -[Geraldine] And you must be Tadgh.

-Hello. Geraldine. Hi. -Well, yes.

-Hi, Chai. -[gasps]

[Nina chuckles] Tadgh, Phillip.

Uh, my name is Tadgh. With a D.

-Uh, Die? -[Nina laughs]

Phillip, are you stoned?

[Nina chuckling]

[Nina] Oh, my God.

-Uh, how old is, um, Isabella now? -[Kate] Oh, one-and-a-half.

Oh, yeah. And is she big for her age?

Oh, she's tall, I guess.

Did she just grow then?

[Nina chuckling] No.

You remember when you got stoned for the first time, Nina?

I don't think that's very appropriate at the moment.

-Stop it! -What? I'm not doing anything.

-Walk normally! -I am, Nina. What's wrong with you?

[Nina groans]

I really want this to go smoothly, so could you possibly help me with that?

Sure.

Hey, Mick.

When is that article of, uh, you and Billie going to come out?

Sometimes those things never come out.

[Geraldine] Mick's quite famous, Tadgh.

That's Mick there.

Mick. Where did you go?

-Where have you been? -Oh, love of my life.

Um, jog. I'm jogging now.

-Hey, it's Tadgh. -Oh, you must be Tadgh.

-That's right. -Yeah, I'm Billie Proudman.

Nina tried to keep me away, but now I'm here.

Oh, Billie, that's funny. [chuckles]

It's not my business anymore but I'm gonna get it back.

[Tadgh] Right.

[Billie] I'm just going to...

-[Billie] Come on, come on, come on. -[pounds on door]

-Jimmy? Are you in there? -Yeah!

-[toilet flushed] -Can you hurry up?

-[door knocks] -[grunts]

[Billie] Hurry up!

Are you just doing your make-up, or...

Phillip. Can you set the table?

Sure. Where would you like it?

-What? -Table.

-[Billie screams] -Where did you put it?

-In the toilet. It wouldn't flush. -Why not the bin?

I was under pressure!

Billie?

Stay away, Mick.

-What is it? -The magazine.

The interview.

Billie...

it's not that bad.

-Is it bad? -Really bad.

[Nina] Billie, can you hear me?

What's going on?

-Billie's in the toilet. -Uh, Kate's through there.

Your meeting the in-laws? Ohh!

[Nina] Billie?

[light-hearted music]

How long have you been a stoner?

Oh, oh, oh, about two hours.

I tried it once. Didn't like it.

Uh, I think I might come to the same conclusion.

[both chuckling]

-You're a doctor? -That's right.

I thought I had cancer last year.

Turns out it was just a polyp.

Yes, well, that can be scary.

Polyp. [laughs]

Polyp.

Dad, this is Joseph.

New squeeze?

-It's great to meet you, sir. -Hm.

-Where is Annabella? -[Joseph] Annabella?

Who's Annabella?

My granddaughter. Kate's daughter.

[Tadgh chuckles] Goodness. You are out of it!

[hissing sound]

-What's wrong? -Nothing.

Oh, what did he say?

-Where's the toilet? -Oh, it's just engaged.

She won't be long.

[glass shattering]

[Billie yelling]

[Geraldine] That wasn't my incense burner, was it?

[Jimmy] Billie, come on. Don't take it out on the toilet.

-You're Nina's friend. -Phillip.

With the violent ex-partner, who wants to see his daughter.

-Oh, Phillip. -Yes.

Now, don't worry. Safe with me.

-What? -Pat, i--it's fine. I'll tell you later.

Tell me now.

I was meant to just think that.

[Patrick] What's going on, Nina?

[Nina] I'm--I'm not sure.

He emailed me.

Dean. Seems nice enough.

-What the fuck is going on? -Okay, don't get upset.

-Dean emailed me. -When?

He wants to see Isabella. I haven't emailed him back.

-When? -I just asked Nina what she thought,

and we both thought the email seemed reasonable.

-[Patrick] Oh, did you? -Well, I--I don't think--

[Kate] Didn't want to worry you with it, Patrick.

-When did he email you? -Last week. Why does it matter?

-Patrick, come on. -If you even think about replying,

if you even consider letting him back into our lives--

-Patrick. -You don't say anything. You weren't here.

-[Kate] Maybe he's changed. -People don't change.

He's a hardwired prick who is always going to hit you.

-We should talk about this-- -You lied to me.

Oh, Patrick, shut up. Stop bullying everybody.

-You're not the boss, not the final-- -Yes, I am!

-[sighs] -[Kate] Let's go.

Oh, and just so you know, it's Isabella.

Your granddaughter's name is Isabella.

You hid it from me.

[Nina] I can fix this. It's good that it all blew up.

Now we just have to talk about it.

Families are such complex creatures.

They're pretty simple, actually, Nina.

A bunch of people who would otherwise never be friends,

brought together by an accident of birth.

Do you mind? Cricket's on.

Um, no, that's, fine.

-Beer? -Hm.

[indistinct chatter on TV]

♪ Keep your soul baby ♪

♪ Till the end of time ♪

♪ Just save your soul, baby ♪

♪ Does it feel too close? ♪

Excuse me, I'm terribly sorry, but this magazine is not a true representation

of the people featured within its pages.

-Hey, hey, give it to me. -[woman] No!

Hey, I'm not mad!

I am not mad!

[cell phone ringing]

What?

Billie. Where are you?

Nowhere. Just walking.

Well, me too. You want to walk together?

No.

Are you okay?

What do you think?

Got to go.

-[dial tone beeping] -[groans]

[cell phone ringing]

Hello.

I'm standing outside the journalist's house. Claire.

-You're what? -I really want to kick her door down.

Uh, Billie...

I shouldn't do that, should I?

No. No, you shouldn't.

-No. Where is it? -447 Salmon Street.

-How did you find it? -I'm a real estate agent.

You know what really scares me is the things she said is what people think.

No, they don't.

You know, I'm highly strung, I'm--

I'm bursting with stress, I'm high maintenance.

Yeah, I love your stress.

No, maybe I am too conventional for you.

Uh, you're not conventional.

No, but you're a--

You're a cool, hip Fitzroy musician, and I'm a real estate agent.

Who's about to kick a journo's door down.

You hid it from me.

I got up very early.

I love you.

[indistinct chatter on TV]

Oh, it must have been really challenging for you raising two kids on your own.

[Nina] Be more direct.

Patrick's really glad you're here.

I think because of what happened with his mom at such an early age

he just--he's not sure how to show... that.

[Nina] Not even an uncomfortable flicker.

Is he beyond help?

[door shuts]

-Hi. -I don't want to talk about it.

Yeah, Patrick, I'm--I'm sorry that I didn't tell you.

But I just--I just thought that it wasn't my place to intrude.

That's a first.

That's unfair.

Kate told me last night

and we agreed that it would be better to just let it rest.

For her to think it over

and leave you alone until she knew what she wanted to do.

-Thanks for thinking of me. -I just...

I just thought it would be better to leave this weekend for your dad

-so that you could-- -You thought wrong.

Don't walk away when we're having an argument.

Nina, you can keep talking if you want, but I'm done.

[Nina] Is this my future?

Maybe he will turn into his dad.

No.

If we're going to be a family, this is what family is.

Keeping secrets behind each other's backs?

-I didn't keep secrets from you. -It's finished. Leave it alone.

No, it's not for me.

I don't want to be in a relationship where I can't say what I think.

Oh, sorry, Tadgh.

First you say that you don't want to intrude,

but now you are part of this family, so it is your business.

-Which one is it? -She does go on, doesn't she?

What did you just say?

I can tell you it's not going to last if she carries on like this all the time.

Nina's right here, why don't you say that to her?

Don't worry about it, Patrick.

Dad.

Yeah, I'm not going to let you insult Nina in her own house.

I can't imagine you're going to apologize, so...

It's been nice to see you, but I think you should leave.

I'm happy to drive you to a hotel.

I'll get my things.

Sorry about yesterday.

Usually it's just the Proudmans that makes social gatherings a disaster.

It's nice for a change.

Patrick is being such a pig. Such a pig-headed pig.

I mean, it's not like I said that I want to be back with Dean.

Hm.

If I want Isabella to meet her father, it's my choice.

Not piggy pig face Patrick.

Are you sure there is no part of you,

a small part deep down,

thinking of getting back with Dean?

-What? -Well, has it crossed your mind?

How can you ask me that?

No, no.

There is no deep down part of me that wants to be back with Dean. None.

I think that's why partly I can consider what he's asking.

Okay.

"Billie threatens to burst with stress and tension

holding on to Mick's hand like her life depended on it."

She's clearly a high-maintenance girl.

"She's landed herself a rising star.

-She's not going to let go." -Don't let go.

-You ooze too much cool to let go of. -Hm...

I don't like ooze.

Can you be late?

I'm autonomous. I can do whatever I want.

I love autonomous.

[tranquil music]

-[Phil] Billie! -Phil.

Late start?

Ange, hi.

Phil, do you think we can have a chat about this autonomy thing?

Because I'm starting to feel like I'm being watched all the time.

I can imagine.

[Billie] Oh.

-Yeah, you saw that. -Mm. I did.

-It's not a good look. -Oh.

Oh, who takes these things seriously?

Hm. A lot of people read it.

-Um, Ange, could you give us a moment? -Of course.

-Latte? -Mm.

Billie, what this article suggests to me, is that real estate is a people business.

Sales, projections, developments, investments.

That sort of stuff can fall by the wayside, can't it,

if you don't have the right people.

-Don't have to give me a lecture

-on the right people. -Yes, I know. You're--you're a smart lass.

Where I think you're lacking awareness is the gravity of something like this.

The consequences of damaging word-of-mouth

can be felt for months, even years after the event.

Which is why I really have no choice but to let you go.

-You can't. -I am.

I reacted the way I did because I hate the idea of letting him back in our lives.

-Can you stop saying "our lives"? -It is ours.

It was ours when I stitched your face.

It was ours when I had to move you across the country.

I don't want him back in my life, Patrick.

If there was no Isabella, it would be easy.

But can you please respect me enough to let me figure it out myself?

You're right.

What?

You can see him if you want to.

But for what it's worth...

I think it should be in a public place.

And I don't think he should be left alone with Isabella.

-I think you should see him first. -What?

Yeah, I want him to go through my big brother.

-Where's dad gone? -Hotel.

-Better? -Much better.

[tranquil music]

-Hi. -Hi.

Oh, hello?

Yeah, it's Phil D'Arabont here.

[Billie] I get it, Phil. I'm leaving.

You need to come down to the office, Nina, and collect your sister.

It was always the plan, wasn't it, Phil?

Buy the brand, ransack the staff.

Uh, no, actually. Ange can stay.

What's going on?

Well, I've had to--I had to let Billie go, Nina, and she's refusing to leave.

I'm leaving, I'm just getting my clients first.

Which is illegal!

No, it's unethical.

What? No, you have five minutes to come down here

and--and collect her before I call the police.

Oh.

I wanted to say thank you for last night.

-For standing up for me. -Of course.

It mustn't have been easy.

You're still angry.

It made me feel like a bit of an idiot, Nina.

It was humiliating.

Patrick, all I did was delay telling you.

I don't think it's worth getting upset about.

You don't need to manage me.

What? I'm not managing you.

You knew I'd want to know about Dean and Kate.

-You know how important that is to me. -Yeah--

-But you chose not to tell me. -No, I didn't choose not to tell you.

I thought it was Kate's place.

You still should have told me.

Are you always going to do this?

-Make decisions for me? -I was being sensitive.

Because your father was coming and you had a lot on your plate.

-Can you not see the problem here? -No.

See you later.

[mellow music]

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