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Was counseling a decision you guys made together?

Yeah, we both felt those things.

We needed to sort out before the baby comes.

Dana emailed me. He said he wants to see Isabella.

I haven't emailed him back. Maybe he's changed.

People don't change, Kate.

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

Mick’s playing a the pub tonight. You should stop by.

They're getting really famous, so they won't be doingpub shows much longer.

No one's ever had a crush on me before.

It's my problem.

Well it’s my problem too.

Yeah, you saw that. 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.

Hi.I don't want to talk about.

Don't walk away when we're having an agurment

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

[Nina] Dear baby,

I just want you to take a moment to appreciate

the magnitude of my sacrifice right now.

I am not eating that chocolate bar.

I've been working since six p.m. I haven't slept.

A patient just kneed me in the left ear, and yet I resist.

And it's not any better at home.

Your father is in the grip of his sister's dramas.

You're trying to be there for me,

but I can't see the point in hashing over it again.

But you are hashing over it in your head all the time.

-Fine. I'm going for a run. -[sighs]

[Nina] Your auntie's in a tailspin.

What, so you think I've lost the capacity to cook as well?

Just thought it might be nice not to worry about dinner.

So I can worry about all the other pitiful things in my life?

-No. -Soup's what you give to dying people.

It's what you give to people who can't chew.

[Nina] And the prenatal preparation isn't quite on track.

I'm okay--

[Nina] But...

I'm not eating the chocolate bar.

♪ 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 ♪

Sorry. Sorry, I'm late.

-Uh. Nightmare shift. -It's fine.

[Nina] Great. Another day with Mr. Shutdown.

So you know, I've arranged to meet Dean today,

so if I seem a bit preoccupied at counselling.

Kate's Dean?

So I apologize in advance if I seem distracted.

Would you like to cancel this session? Is that what you're saying?

No. Do you?

Well, no, because I don't want to become the couple that skips counselling.

[heavy metal music]

Daddy says it's your turn to drive me to school.

You can tell Daddy to go fuck himself.

How about we think of it like this.

You know when you really don't feel like exercising,

but you do and then you feel great, and you think "Thank God, I did that!"

Or sometimes you don't want to exercise 'cause you have a viral infection

and then you do, and it becomes a full-blown sickness.

Okay, sorry, Nina.

Come on. Let's go.

[sighs]

Can we just say it together? Like, on the count of three,

just... "Let's skip counselling." Both together.

-Nina, that's ridiculous. -I know.

One, two, three...

[both] Let's skip counseling!

[chuckles]

[Nina gasps] An actual smile, the first in days.

Build on it, Nina.

-[body thuds] -[grunts]

-You all right? -Yep. Oh, hello.

It's Nina Proudman here.

I'm sorry, but we have an appointment with Lawrence

at 9.30 this morning and unfortunately--

[woman] I'll put you through.

What? No, no, no, I...

-She's putting me through. -Why are you giving it to me?

-Because I'm a terrible liar! -I'm a great liar?

-[Lawrence] Nina. -Hi!

-How are you? -[Nina] Good.

Good. Well, actually, not so good because,

uh, um, Patrick and I won't be able to make it today.

-Oh. -[Nina chuckles]

Yes, because I have a baby.

Oh.

Not mine. Not yet.

Not that that would be funny, that would be bad.

Uh, it's a delivery, I mean, of a baby.

-Someone else's. -Is everything all right?

Yes, good. Good.

And is Patrick all right?

He is very good.

Not--not that I would know because he is not with me.

I'm--I'm at work currently.

And he does work at my work too, but not today.

Today he is situated at home.

So... anyway...

Oh, sorry, what was that, nurse?

Oh! What? Here comes that baby?

Oh, okay, I'll be right there. Sorry, Lawrence, sorry.

Um, yes, I'm coming! I won't--

I've got to go, Lawrence. Must go. Sorry. A bit of an emergency.

You really are the worst liar I've ever met in my life.

Can we just have a greasy breakfast and hang out on the couch?

I've got to go see Dean.

So you have to commit to being gloomy all day. [laughs]

[Nina] Fabulous work, Nina.

I'm trying to be understanding. I really am.

But it's been going on for days and days.

He's always been a moody dude, Nins. I mean, what did you expect?

You get pregnant, and he'd magically transform into Patrick Happy Pants?

No.

[laughing]

-What are you laughing at, Dad? -Life!

-[plates clatter] -[clears throat]

So how are you going anyway?

Morbidly depressed, bitter. I can't stop eating cheese.

-Let's organize your baby shower. -What?

Mm. That actually qualifies as fun right now.

Uh, it's way too early.

Let me take you through my options.

Okay, option "A" is looking through my job possibilities.

They finally sent me an actual real estate one.

-Okay, as a receptionist in Gippsland. -Oh.

And option "B" is me obsessively checking out Mick's fan forums online.

-Fan forums? -Mm, yeah. He has them now.

-What? -Yeah. Look at this.

Holland Hot Pics, 142 likes.

Um, Mick Holland, Sex God, 87 likes.

This is the worst one.

Mick Holland, foursome, spelt P-H-W-O-A-R-some.

Two hundred and eight likes.

Hang on.

Shayanne has posted something new.

-Oh, God! -What?

"Gonna get me some ginger stubble rash..."

[gasps] "from his pubes".

Ugh. I don't think you should be looking at those.

I can't stop! I've tried. I can't.

What does Mick think of them?

Well, I don't think that he's aware of them yet.

-Good. -No, it's not--

It's not a good thing. I'm hiding it from him.

In the past, any bit of success he had, I loved it.

You know, I wanted him to know how fabulous he was.

Now that I'm a hopeless, vindictive loser--

-You're not a hopeless, vindictive loser. -Yeah, blah, blah, blah.

[gasps]

-God. Shit. Shit. Shit. -What?

Shuffle around, shuffle around.

Shuffle around!

It's Lawrence.

Oh, counsellor Lawrence?

I just told him a big fat lie about delivering a baby.

Oh. Not the young, gorgeous one?

No. I don't know. Maybe.

What, maybe? Empirically!

Why in God's name would you choose such a hot counsellor? Are you insane?

What--what? No, he's very good.

That's like choosing a foxy nanny.

He's like-- He's like a Calvin Klein model, Nins.

-I like his preppy loafers, though. -Don't look--

-He's coming over. -Huh?

-Your menu is upside down. -[utensils clatter]

Oh. Oh. Oh.

Hi.

Oh, sorry.

Be careful of your lovely shoes in the glass. I've got it.

This is Billie, by the way.

-Hi. -Hello.

Yeah. Oh.

[grunting]

Oh, my God.

-Does he know who I am? -What? No.

I think we should leave immediately.

Who's she? An older lover?

Should I go and talk to him?

-Is that an accent? He had an accent. -Don't watch me.

Look at your cheesecake.

-[softly] Hi. -[Lawrence murmuring]

Hi! Sorry to interrupt.

[chuckles] I just wanted to come on over and apologize for everything.

For the cancellation and--and everything.

[chuckles] I'm not delivering a baby,

obviously, at the moment.

I just--I'd just come off a night shift,

and I just thought that it'd be easiest to just go, bam, delivery!

[Lawrence] Sorry. Sorry, Nina.

We probably shouldn't talk much in this setting. It's contrary to the code.

-Oh. -Hm.

Oh, yes. The code...

Why don't you give me a call later and--

Okay, I will do that. Sorry. Sorry.

And sorry to you, madam.

Maybe I should see him. Maybe it'd do me good.

No! Do not see him.

I've never really believed in counsellors.

That was a lovely fawn pant that he had on.

What's his last name?

Didn't you just call me insane for seeing a hot counsellor?

Yeah, insane for you, but I can handle it.

-What? -Well, at the end of the day,

a counsellor would just be too wanky for me to have a serious sexual lust about.

I can honestly say I've never had a single sexual thought about him.

So, what is it? Dr Lawrence what?

See ya, Billie.

If you're being honest with yourself, you have seen me quite a few times

in your fantasy.

Not in my sexual fantasies.

They're usually... pretty unmistakeable.

Men lusting after me, kissing me, wearing bearskins.

Men wearing bearskins?

In some contexts, it works.

What, like this?

No, see?

That's just awkward.

That's how you do it.

But is that really enough to compensate for how difficult the relationship is?

It's not that difficult.

It's just going through a tricky patch.

[Jimmy] See, in that one he's like:

-"Oh, I don't think so." -[Geraldine] Stop it.

In this one he's like: "All right, bring it all in!"

[all laughing]

-[Phillip] Didn't know what he was doing. -Hello.

[Geraldine] Hi, darling.

[Phillip] Is that an adjective? Phwoarsome?

[Mick] Yeah, it's a combo of phwoar and awesome.

Scroll down, Mick. Read the comments.

"Oh, yeah. Those freckles, that stare.

Nom, nom, nom, nom, nom, nom."

[Phillip] Nom, nom?

Look, I'm not fluent in digital lady speak,

but I believe it's a vigorous kissing slash chewing noise.

-[Phillip] Oh. Uh. -Billie will know.

-Billie will know what? -According to Jimmy, your husband

-is an Internet sex symbol. -It's true. He's gone viral.

Oh, really?

Oh, it's nothing. It's just a stupid little fan forum Jimmy found.

Uh-uh-uh, not just one. There's Mick Holland, Sex God.

Fuck-yeah, Mick Holland. And my personal favourite, "Holland Hot Pics"

entirely devoted to pictures of his crotch. [laughs]

Check this, check this.

Bam! That is a cut lunch.

See, in the '70s, there was none of this anonymous business.

If you liked a singer, you went backstage and you slept with them.

-That wasn't my experience. -Check out the comments by Shayanne.

-She's my favourite. -Yeah, let's not.

"If you look just above the belt in this pic, you can get an eyeful of Holland's--

-What's that? -[Geraldine] "Dick dents."

According to Urban Dictionary, a dick dent--

-Yeah. We know what it means. -[Phillip] I don't.

-[Mick] Well, we're not explaining it. -Uh, what's for lunch?

[Jimmy] Oh, who's your daddy?

-Look at that. -[laughs]

-[Phillip] Don't be disheartened, Billie. -What? No, I'm not.

I know how painful it can be to have a partner who rouses such

sexually-loaded responses in strangers.

-Any news on the job front, darling? -Oh, yeah.

Actually, I've got an interview for, um, uh, a rental property.

Ohh!

Dick dents. Yes, I've just drawn a mental image.

It's not the actual, more of a ridge than a dent.

The inguinal ligament, yes.

I'm just, uh-- To toilet.

Whoa. Hello, sailor!

Come on, Jimmy. That's--that's enough.

-[Jimmy] What? -[Mick] Well, Billie's had a rough week.

Well, yeah, this will give her a lift.

Uh, I'm not sure about that.

Mick, her man's stocks are rising. She's living the dream.

[indistinct chatter]

[indistinct chattering continues]

Hey.

Joseph, hi.

They talking about Dean?

-Shouty-talking. -Hm.

[Patrick] People don't change.

[Kate] I don't care if he changes or he doesn't change.

Did today go badly?

I wouldn't have a clue.

Kind of stuck here on the kiddie's table.

We moved over here to get away from him, now he just comes back in with one email.

Hey, does Patrick--

Does he sometimes shut you out of things?

Uh...

See, Kate, she's all like, "I don't want you to deal with my baggage."

I'm like, "I'm cool with baggage."

I just wanna be in a relationship with someone that actually talks to me.

[Kate] I'm sorry.

Are you ready to go, Joe?

-Oh, hi, Nina. -Hi.

Uh, sorry, I'm late to pick up Bella, so...

That's one of her trademark moves.

How'd it go?

[Nina] Can we talk about it or are you still Patrick of Doom?

She's gonna let him see Isabella...

-tomorrow. -God.

Are you going?

She said just once.

"It'll be just once." She's so fucking stubborn.

[sombre music]

How did he seem?

He looked like the guy that, um...

I knew years ago.

The guy that I liked.

I really appreciate you meeting me, Patrick.

This isn't a social catch-up, Dean.

I just want to know what it is you want.

I'd like to... see my daughter.

And what did you say?

Can we not?

Anything in the fridge, or should I go get something?

Yeah, yeah, there's all that veggie lasagne left.

-I'll get it. -Okay.

[exhales deeply]

Well, the most mortifying thing happened at breakfast with Billie.

Lawrence was there. Sprung me.

Right after I told that ridiculous lie about delivering a baby.

And then I made it even worse by going over and apologizing,

you know, and, of course.

And he was like, "I can't talk about this

-because of the code." -Sorry, you're just...

speaking very loud.

-Oh, sorry. -Sorry.

I'm a bit headachy. Sorry.

-I'm gonna go have a shower. -Okay.

I'm interested, Nina.

Oh, that was stupid, that story. Bad timing.

Can I give you my objective opinion?

I don't really think you can be objective. You're my fantasy.

I saw a warm-hearted attempt to try and lighten the mood,

clearly coming from a place of kindness and consideration.

That's how I intended it to be.

Better still, it could have led to a fun dilemma. What to do next?

Exactly.

Oh, I thought you were having a shower.

Yeah, I might go for a run first.

[phone rings]

Yeah?

Oh, yes, put her through.

-Nina. -Hello, it's Nina.

Uh--uh--I mean, well, obviously. Sorry, you said--Sorry.

Um...

I'm just ringing to apologize for this morning again.

It's fine. I apologize too if I was aloof at the cafe.

-It's just-- -Oh, no, no, I--I completely understand.

The code or whatever.

I--I'm just really mortified about the delivering babies.

Nina, I never doubt that all your choices

come from a place of kindness and consideration.

Thank you.

So would you like to reschedule for tomorrow?

Yes. Yes, I would, but I'm working.

Well, I do have a late slot free. 6.30, if that works for you guys?

Oh, that's--that's really generous, but just, I think, Patrick might--

Yeah, Patrick-- Patrick's got a late shift.

Well, I could see you alone.

Isn't that breaking the rules?

There are no rules, Nina.

Mostly when I work with couples, I'll do a few solo sessions, it's standard.

-Oh. -But if you feel uncomfortable about it--

No, no, well, that sounds comfortable.

I--I'll be comf-- Would I tell Patrick?

Well, that's entirely up to you. It's certainly nothing illicit.

No, no, well, of course, it's not. No.

I mean, I would-- That would be good. Yes, tomorrow.

Great. I look forward to it.

-Yes. -Bye for now.

[Nina] Alone.

-Be quiet. -I didn't say anything.

[Nina] Alone.

One-fifty over eighty.

It's not uncommon to have a spike in blood pressure at the end.

Come out, come out!

I know. That'd be good, wouldn't it?

But until then, I think we'll just keep you here, keep you resting.

♪ Come, they told me ♪

♪ Pa-rum pa-pum pum ♪

I raided the ward Chrissie decorations. This is all we had.

We were making stupid jokes before, calling this the virgin birth.

Uh-huh. Well--

There's no penis involved.

So we're not saying that lesbians are virgins.

-Oh, no, no. -That's all right.

Eloise is lesbotic too.

So are you an actual pure thoroughbred, Zoe, 100 percent?

Yeah, I am actually. 100 percent.

-Including pashing? -Yep.

-Wow. -Claude's not.

No. I had a few years of delusion.

Yeah, me too. Fun delusion, though.

Nina's thoroughbred straight. Zara's straight, but non-thoroughbred.

-It totally shows, doesn't it? -How?

What about you, Eloise? Are you a thoroughbred?

Oh. No.

Uh. Are we talking pash and dash or the full enchilada?

It was...

-my high school boyfriend. -[all] Ah.

So, anyway, Sally, I'll keep monitoring--

So what was his name? 'Cause I am sensing it was something like,

Cameron or Jamie.

Uh, Eric, actually.

[laughs] Eager Eric.

[Zara laughs] Eager Eric puts in the effort.

[all laughing]

Anyway, as I was saying, we'll monitor your blood pressure.

I'll be on call and hopefully you'll be in labour very soon.

Eager Eric puts in the effort, but the endgame eludes him.

[all laughing]

[Kim] ♪ Bethlehem ba-bum bum-bum ♪

-[Kim singing] -Kim?

-That was a bit full-on before. -What was?

Discussing Eloise's sexuality in front of patients!

Oh, come on. She was fine with it.

No, she was trying to be fine with it.

Oh, get off the grass.

She cracked an actual joke, yet not massively funny,

-but still it was a breakthrough. -What's this?

Oh, Nina is just cracking the sads 'cause Eloise isn't her little pet anymore.

-Excuse me? No, I'm not. -You are.

I'm not. I'm talking about your behaviour. You two--

Eloise finally gets the stick out of her ass, finally starts acting half human...

-Kim-- -...and you crack his head 'cause you

-are all love-struck and boring. -Kim!

[sighs]

That was your fault.

How was that my fault?

-Go and apologize. -You apologize!

No.

[sighs]

[calming music]

Thank you for doing this.

I want you to know that this is it.

Just once, just today. That's all I'm committing to.

♪ Here's our son ♪

♪ Single hungry ♪

♪ Slipped into me close now ♪

[Kate] Hey, baby.

-[Isabella mumbles] -[Kate] Uh, yeah.

[Isabella] Mom.

[Kate] Bella, this is Dean.

Hello, Bella.

Say hello. Say, "Hi, Dean." Wave hi.

Uh, got you a present.

-[gasps] Oh, look at that! -Wow!

-Oh, wow! Thank you. -Yeah.

-Ooh. -Ooh.

-Wow! -[chuckles]

Wow!

[Dean chuckles]

You realize it is just a rental manager position.

Yes.

Fielding maintenance calls mostly.

Well, I'm particularly interested in the kind of inner-city developments

that you specialize in. Um, I think that's a really exciting area.

Yeah, um, the buildings themselves, they've had some flaws,

so you would cop a fair bit of abuse.

Right.

And you should know up front, we actually can't afford any security for you.

Okay.

Also, the hours are Friday afternoon through to Monday morning.

-Are you aware of that? -Yes.

Yeah. Round the clock.

My husband is a musician. He tends to work right through the weekend,

so it's quite compatible actually.

Oh, he do weddings and stuff?

Uh. No. Um, his name is Mick Holland and he tends to do...

Mick Holland? Get out.

Not the Mick Holland with the song?

Oh, um, possibly.

With that woman, the hippy redhead.

♪ I'm so sorry That I can't be the one ♪

-Denise! Denise! -Yeah?

Belinda here is married to Mick Holland.

-Get out! -It's Billie.

I listen to that song all the time.

I got it on my computer. Hang on, listen!

It's sold quite...

♪ Sitting in the lobby of a city hotel ♪

♪ Drinking like fishes on the river to hell ♪

Think he could play the Christmas party?

I've hit some kind of tipping point.

I'm now officially trashing job opportunities

because I'm bitter about my husband's success.

Oh, well, I didn't think you wanted that job anyway.

That's not the point. I'm a shell of a woman.

-What are you doing right now? -Uh, I'm--I'm busy. Why?

Because now I have to go to his gig,

which upgraded to the town hall because so many Internet obsessives are going.

Seriously, it's like a tidal wave. Shayanne is driving down from Canberra.

Oh, Mick doesn't even know about the Internet obsessives.

He knows! Yesterday Jimmy showed him the fan sites, now he's obsessed.

Oh, I'm sure Mick's not obsessed.

He looks at them on the toilet.

If you stand really close to the door,

you can hear all those iPhone clicky noises.

Have you been standing close to the--

I really need you to come, Nins. It's critical. I need a flank.

No, no, I can't.

I've--I've got a session thing with Lawrence.

Oh, with Patrick?

What?

-I don't-- I've gotta go. -Wait.

Since when do you have a solo session with a couples counsellor?

Well, I just...

Go on. Make all your jokes. Go on.

No, no, I'm not making jokes. You're officially crossing a line here.

Have you told Patrick?

Oh, you should not go.

You cannot go solo with counsellor blow-wave. Your head will implode.

You should call right now. You should cancel.

You should come to the gig with me.

Nins?

Uh.

[Nina] My head will not implode. It's not even remotely close to imploding.

[indistinct conversation]

-You take care of yourself, won't you? -I will.

-[Nina] Cafe woman? -I'll just be one moment, Nina.

[Nina] Where's the code there?

She gets cafe meetings and pecks on the cheek.

Please. Come in.

Oh, sorry, I hope this isn't too casual.

[Nina] It's just socks. Nothing loaded about socks.

No, not at all.

Oh, no, don't worry about it. You can keep your shoes on.

Sorry, was she a patient?

No. I'm so sorry. You don't have to answer that.

I just--Sorry.

It's fine. She was actually my university lecturer,

-and she's a friend. -Oh.

And I suppose she's been acting as my counsellor too.

I've had a bit of a tricky period lately and she's been a great support.

Right.

[Nina] Going through a breakup?

Coming out?

Shut up, Nina.

So I'm really glad that we're having this solo session.

Me too.

Me too.

Because sometimes I feel like you might just be holding back a little

-in our couple sessions. -Really?

I just wanted to give you the space just to say whatever it is you want

without second guessing, without fear of frustrating Patrick.

Just to say whatever it is that's playing on your mind.

[Nina] Don't say anything.

[door opens, closes]

-Mick? -Yep.

How'd it go?

It was a disaster.

What's going on?

Nothing, just, um-- We...

Oh, we sold out! 600 tickets just gone.

-Great. -Yeah.

Um... [clears throat]

Oh, God. What's the time? I've gotta get moving.

[door closes]

Billie, what are you--

-Give it to me! Give it to me! -What?

[grunting]

Get off me! Get off me. [laughs]

-Ow! -Ah.

-Holland Hot Pics. I knew it! -I was--I was just scanning it.

-You're addicted. -I'm not!

Admit it. It's okay. I am too.

I'm not addicted. It's just new and weird and--

-And hot. -What?

Oh, come on. It's hot. It must be.

There's legions of digital women loving you.

Billie, it's a lot of things, but it's not hot.

What, do you think I lie awake at night and think,

"Ooh, the Hollandlady281"?

No, she's freaky, and can't spell. What about Emgirl87, she's genetically perfect.

-Worried I'm gonna hook up with one? -No.

Yes. I don't know.

What I'm worried about is that we've hit some fork in the road. I'm...

an almost middle-aged real estate failure--

-Billie. -No, come on. Let's not soften it.

And you are Justin Bieber of inner urban Melbourne.

[chuckles] Wow, that's an achievement.

Well, it is.

It is an achievement, and I hate that I wish things were back the way they were.

You used to come to gigs. You would hear women say stuff.

Racy stuff.

It actually fired you up, remember?

Then we'd get home, and I'd be exhausted and hoarse,

and you'd insist on having sex.

-Pride sex. -Yeah.

It was messed up. But it was fun.

Why can't this be like that?

It's just weird words and pictures on the Internet.

Yeah.

-With terrible grammar. -Terrible grammar.

And I want to be able to, uh,

look at it and enjoy it and...

laugh about it...

with my wife.

-Me? -Mm-hm.

It's probably just a bad convergence of events.

But I just...

I've never quite worked out how to handle it when he shuts down.

I know, I shouldn't over-analyse it.

You constantly criticize yourself for over-analysing.

But Nina, I just think it's a sign that you care.

Very deeply.

So let's just say-- Let's say the worst thought that runs through your mind.

Let's just get it out there.

The worst thought?

Yeah, perhaps if you articulate it, it won't be as overwhelming as you fear.

[Nina] Or perhaps your head will implode.

I--I suppose

the worst thought that I have is that...

we're just not suited.

No matter how much we love each other.

We're not suited.

I have to talk.

He has to shut down.

It's always gonna be difficult.

And we try and pretend that that's not the truth

because of this pregnancy.

But really,

we'd be better just to accept it,

and go our separate ways.

And how do you feel, having articulated that?

Terrible.

Why? Do you feel guilty?

Yes.

I'm here to fix the relationship, not call it quits.

But that's not what I'm suggesting at all, Nina.

There are happy couples on your website, holding hands.

Well, yes, but--

I'm paying a lot of money.

Sorry.

[phone ringing]

Oh, sorry.

I'm on call.

-Hello? -[Eloise] Nina, sorry.

Sally Richardson's BP just spiked again, 210/100.

There's a non-reassuring CTG. Baseline is rising.

Oh, shit. I--I'm there, I'm there. Ten minutes.

I'm--I'm sorry. I have to leave.

I hope this exercise hasn't

-unsettled you at all-- -It's fine. I'm sorry.

Oh...

[quirky music]

-[panting] -You got here quickly.

Yeah. I was just around the corner. Not at home.

[Nina] Lying. Why are you lying?

-This will have to be quick. -Yep.

[Patrick] Sally, we're concerned about your blood pressure,

so I'm going to administer some hydralazine, just to bring it down.

Okay, I'm about to make the first incision.

Are you comfortable?

-Mm-hm. -[Nina, quietly] It's all right.

-[softly] It's okay. It's gonna be okay. -[soft groan]

Baby's head is already engaged.

Eloise, could you apply pressure?

Sally, the baby's just in a tricky position. Don't worry.

You've got the best hands in the business here.

-[Nina] Yeah. -[Sally] Okay.

It's 220.

[Sally whimpering]

I'm gonna administer some more hydralazine.

All right...

[Sally whimpering]

It's all right.

Uh, Eloise, could you get your hand around the baby's shoulder,

and just lever a little?

[grunts] Lever a little.

[exhales deeply]

[Claude] Is he all right?

[Patrick] Paediatrician's just checking now.

[Kim] Come on, little fella. Come on.

Take a big breath for me.

-Come on. -[baby crying]

-[Eloise] Baby's okay. -[Nina] Congratulations.

[both cry happily]

-[Patrick] Well done. -[Sally sobbing]

Here he is. Here he is.

[Claude and Sally] Aww!

-[baby crying] -Oh, beautiful baby!

Look at me, ladies.

[camera clicks]

[Kim, Zara murmuring]

-Nice job before. -Thanks.

You're real good when there's a sitch. Lots of newbies aren't, but you're good.

Mm. Right. Thanks.

Kim's babbling because she wants to say she's sorry.

[Kim] Oh, my God, Zara! I was just getting to that.

It was the next thing that I was going to say.

Well, go on, then.

Yeah, so sorry for saying you had a stick up your arse. You didn't.

-I'm a cow. Sorry. -[Zara chuckles]

It's okay. I kind of did.

Nah, you're just professional with good posture.

Hey and your joke before, that was seriously funny.

"Eager Eric puts in the effort," that was hilarious.

-That was your joke, Zara. -Oh. [clears throat]

Right. But you also said something that was good too.

To be honest, I kind of made Eric up.

Oh.

I had a friend Eric, but he was never my boyfriend.

I think I was just a bit embarrassed to be...

A thoroughbred?

You shouldn't be. We need a bit of purity around here.

Kim, are you a thoroughbred if you've...

never really...

slept with anybody?

Yeah.

That just makes you a very pure thoroughbred.

-Please don't tell anyone. -Of course not. No, no, no.

I might be loud, but I'm also discreet.

-I'm a fascinating contradiction. -[chuckles]

[Jimmy] Yeah, she's the one right up the back.

Gorgeous. Not that I'm looking, but gorgeous.

And that is Anna and Jess. They drove all the way from Pyalong.

-Where's that? -I don't--I don't know, but it's far.

Um, in the middle, just over here, that is Carly.

You can't see it yet, but she has made her own T-shirt: a big picture of you.

Please tell me it's my face. Please tell me it's my face!

It's of your entire upper-knee region.

Uh-huh. And just up the front, right here,

the infamous Shayanne.

I think we can safely assume her profile picture is at least two decades old.

Someone should notify Billie.

So, Jimmy, is there actually anyone in the audience here to see me?

Oh, yeah, absolutely. Just the desperadoes up the front

-are here to see you. -Okay.

-Thanks. -We should do a control test.

-Nah, that's a terrible idea. -Go. Go, go, go.

[crowd applauding]

[Mick] I'm not doing this.

[crowd roars]

[Jimmy laughs]

-I think we have our answer. -It proved nothing.

[man] It's this way, love.

Coming through.

Hey, mate. Excuse me.

Show me the picture. We'll see.

That's pathetic. That is so blurry.

He's onstage for like an hour. I'll get a better shot.

-He's totally better-looking in real life. -I know!

Is he single?

I think Becky said.

Actually, I don't know. Google. Google.

Uh, nuh, he's married.

Really? Is there a picture?

-Oh, my God. -Oh, my God.

Oh, my God, she's, like, 35 or something.

She looks even older. She's so bleh.

Yuck. Like, yuck.

-Oh, my God! Oh, my God! Oh, my God! -What?

[laughs]

[crowd cheering]

[Rosanna] Thank you, you guys.

-Wow. -[Rosanna] You're amazing!

It's so, so good to be here, you guys.

Actually, I think you might be the biggest crowd we've ever had. Thank you.

One, two, three, four.

[upbeat music]

♪ If I'm coming your way Five minutes, just wait for me ♪

♪ No, no, no, no, no ♪

♪ Every time it's the same old lie ♪

♪ There's always some other fella you'd rather see or be with ♪

♪ Why couldn't you wait for me? ♪

[Nina] Dear baby, I'm gonna ask for special consideration on this one.

-[Patrick] Can I have a bite? -[Nina] Mm?

Please, take it, take it.

Hm.

How's Sal?

Delirious, but thrilled.

How did it go today with Dean?

-Did it happen? -Yeah.

We don't-- we don't have to talk about it. I--I probably should get changed.

No.

It was intense.

I went in determined not to give an inch.

But I don't know, he was--

He was just so tragic.

[Kate] Come on, sweetie.

[Patrick] Kate tried to force her to play with him.

Come on, darling, you love the swing.

[Patrick] Bella just wouldn't let go.

So, after a while, Dean,

he just decided to sit off to the side and just to watch.

And just seeing him there...

just thinking that this is gonna be the only time

he ever has with his daughter.

But it made me think how lucky I am...

to have what I have with you.

I know I've been a bit of a unit lately.

Oh, there's been a lot of things--

No, I want you to know that I recognize it,

and I want to work on it and, you know, I want to lock down some things.

Like what?

Should we buy a house together?

Should we get joint bank accounts?

Should we get married?

What?

Is that-- Would you want that?

I don't know.

Would you?

I think we should talk about it.

[chuckles]

I also think we should go see Lawrence tomorrow.

You know, we can't be that couple that quits counselling.

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