Original subtitles

- I bought the taqueria.

I unsold it to a contact I have in Hong Kong.

I wanna split it with you.

- I don't want your dirty money.

- You alright, Sarah?

- No, I'm fine.

I just thought I could do everything, but I can't.

- We all know it's a farce.

Why would you marry someone you're not having sex with?

It's ridiculous.

- Your baby's coming.

We'll figure it out.

- Why did you never offer to give me an egg?

- Billie, if I donated an egg to you-

- You don't need to give me anything.

It's alright, I'm going to bed.

- I'm on a hormone treatment.

- What for?

- I might be donating some eggs.

- It will make you extremely fertile and easily aroused.

So keep away from any unwanted men.

(moaning)

- You're holding me really tight.

- We've got 12 eggs for freezing, good quality.

- Linda, pretend I'm a random patient and you don't know me.

- Okay.

- If I came in and I told you

that I'd come into possession of some sperm,

my deceased partner's sperm to be exact,

what would you say?

- Well, I'd tell this random patient

that these eggs can be frozen.

They can be donated, they can become embryos.

They're all possibilities.

And that's a decision to make.

- What would be your advice?

- Does this random patient have a plan

to give Zoe a sibling?

- I don't know.

- And you want me to make the decision for you?

- Yes.

Please.

- I can't do that.

If you wanna donate to your sister,

you need to talk to your sister about it.

If you plan on having another baby,

this is your time.

- Can I think about it?

- These eggs are, they're ready to come out.

I can push it to the end of today.

(somber music)

(door creaks open)

- [Nina] What are you gonna do, Nina?

Offer the eggs to Billie?

Or use them yourself?

(Nina sighs)

("When We Swam" plays)

♪ 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 ♪

(door clicks shut)

- It's me.

Don't mind me.

Just here to steal from you.

(talking in background)

- Hi, guys. - Look.

- You having a good time?

- Yeah. - Yeah?

- Zoe's staying here tonight because of the wedding.

Nina's on best man duty.

- Oh, of course.

Mm.

- What do you need? - A saucepan.

- Mm-hmm.

- I'll return it.

But in 12 months.

This one? - Yeah.

There's a lid in there somewhere.

- Ah.

I'm gonna have everyone around to have like a housewarming

and a bit of a baby shower for Brody too,

like a combined event.

(saucepan clanging)

Hello?

- Oh, I like Brody. I do.

- Yeah, she's great.

- (laughs) She's a lot like you were at the same age.

- Yeah, I guess she is, yeah.

- Oh, you know she is.

- Really just came around for a saucepan.

- Darling. - Mm?

- Where do you think it's going?

- I've found a house to live in and Brody's coming to stay.

- And her pregnancy will be your pregnancy?

- Mum.

- And her baby will be your baby. Is that how it goes?

- I know everyone thinks that I don't know

how to do anything,

but I know how to do this.

- Have you thought about what happens when she leaves?

- She's not gonna leave.

- Oh, yes. Yes, she is.

Because sooner or later, that's what pregnant teenagers do.

They go home to their mothers.

- Thanks for the saucepan.

I'll see you at the wedding.

(tap water trickling)

Tap's on.

(tap stops)

- If you're watching this video,

that means you have been summoned to my nup.

- Oh, God help us. - Yep.

It's Martin's instructional wedding dance video.

Have you not seen this?

- I've been purposefully avoiding it.

- Cherie, my wild, with your dresses.

- All those in favor of skipping the poem.

- My long sword's a quiver.

(video skips)

And now for the dance

that we shall all be performing together on the night.

Begin in two lines.

Fourth position, bourree.

- Ugh. - Cambre, releve.

- What? - Brise.

Kickball change.

Turn your partner.

Composition and reset.

- I can't- - Please observe.

- Hang on.

Nah, try this.

(tense music)

Ring the doorbell, spin emu.

Bang, bang.

Skip on the spot.

Ground ball.

Blow the leaves.

Pineapple.

Blow the leaves.

Pineapple.

Bang, bang.

Yeah.

You're good. - I am good.

I do love to dance, but I can't come to the wedding.

- Why?

- Well, someone has to be here.

Very well.

(laptop slams shut)

- [Nina] Bite the bullet. Talk to Billie.

Billie will know what to do.

(phone rings)

(Nina sighs)

- Will?

- Nina, I need your help.

Jimmy hates me.

- Oh, hate is a strong word.

- No, I, I think that's the right word.

This thing just happened.

I ordered Jimmy through the app.

- Morning.

- Good morning.

- No, no way. Get out.

- Wait, wait, wait, wait.

I want you to take me a long way.

You're going to make like a hundred bucks.

- Stop trying to give me money.

You can't buy yourself a brother.

- Oh.

- [Will] Yeah, I know, right?

Who gets offended by money?

Anyway, then I kinda lost it.

- Lost it?

- Fine, don't take my money.

But don't blame me anymore for you being stupid!

- Oh, stupid, am I?

- Yes, stupid.

You are where you are because of your decisions!

Stop treating me like I'm an arsehole!

- You are an arsehole!

You offered me a shit deal

and then you ransacked my business.

- Ugh. I mean, if the rules were reversed,

he would've done exactly the same thing to me.

- Ugh, no, he wouldn't. - Yes, he would.

- [Nina] Jimmy would never have done to you

what you did to him.

- Well, if I hadn't have done it, somebody else would've.

- Right.

What happened next?

- I'm not an arsehole!

- You are an arsehole! - I'm not an arsehole!

- Get out, you're outta ticket.

(car horn honking) Get outta my car!

Get outta my car! Go away!

Loser!

(tires rolling)

- [Will] Well, he kicked me and drove off.

Ugh!

- Will?

- [Will] What?

- You didn't grow up with siblings.

And siblings definitely challenge your ideas about yourself.

It's just that Jimmy can't be bought.

You have to think like him.

- I don't, I don't follow.

- Well, Jimmy's fun, he's silly.

The way to get through to him is,

is to make a fool of yourself.

- I could, I could sing him a stupid song or something.

(guitar strums)

♪ Your sister's a six and you're a perfect 10 ♪

- No, he wouldn't be impressed by that.

Has to be mortifying.

- Ah, mortifying.

What, what? What then?

- I don't know.

You'll think of something.

- Okay. Okay.

Thanks, Nins.

Is it alright if I call you Nins?

- Sure.

- [Will] Thanks, bye.

- [Nina] Siblings are good.

Should Zoe have a sibling?

- Hello.

How are you?

Are you, are you okay?

- Yes.

- You seem a little agitated.

- Yeah. (laughs)

- Still having the injections?

- Yes. Yep.

That's, today's the last day.

- Great.

- This afternoon, I'm having the eggs retrieved.

- Will you be alright to drive?

Do you want a ride home?

- Oh, yeah. Yeah, thanks.

That'd be great.

- And then? - Then what?

- Well, your body will be yours again.

- Mm.

- I'm hoping that means we can grab that dinner

I was asking about.

- [Nina] You should tell him about Patrick's sperm.

- Look, I've gotta ask, the...

The angry spooning after the bucks night.

- Yes. - Yeah.

(they laugh)

Was it because you were all hormoned up, or?

- Oh, I don't-

- You think there's a possibility

of something between us

once we've dealt with these eggs?

- [Nina] Tell him.

I hope I'm doing the right thing.

- With donating to your sister?

- Yes. Or, or I, or I could-

Tell him.

Freeze them to preserve my own fertility.

- Keeping your options open.

Seems like a sensible thing.

- [Nina] Tell him, like ripping off a bandaid.

- Look, our future, whatever it is, is independent of that.

- It is?

- Yeah.

- I hope so.

I hope that, I hope that's true.

- It is.

(reflective music)

- [Nina] Like Harry said, keep the options open.

Like an insurance policy.

And then we can make a decision later.

Maybe a sibling for Zoe.

And if Billie would like an egg in the future,

then we can talk about that.

Yes.

Linda? Hi, it's Nina Proudman.

Yes.

Embryos.

Let's do it.

- [Linda] I think you made a great choice.

This is gonna be simple.

It's propofol, so you've got someone to take you home?

- Yes. It's arranged.

- Fantastic. Let's get started.

I need you to confirm the name

and date of birth on the straw, please, Nina.

- Reed, Patrick.

- 24th of the fourth, 79.

(Nina sighs)

- Here comes the sedative.

See you in a little while.

(light, reflective music)

- Patrick.

- Wake up, Nina.

(calm music)

We've got eight eggs.

- Eight, not 12?

- Some weren't successful, but eight is a great number.

- I'm a working mother.

I'm high.

- We're going to fertilize the eggs with Patrick's sperm,

and then we'll observe the embryos for a few days

until we either freeze them or implant them.

- Hmm.

There he is.

- She's still a bit woozy.

It'll wear off, but she'll sleep well tonight.

- Hi.

He's so lovely. He doesn't know.

- Wow. Let's, let's get you home.

- I'll be in touch, Nina.

- Carved out of a mountain.

Pick me up.

Carry me. - Yeah. Yeah.

- Ooh. (laughs)

- Oh.

- He's carrying me. (laughs)

(lighthearted music)

(gate clatters open)

Straight to bed.

Sleep this off in private and no one ever has to know.

- [Billie] Hey.

- [Nina] Oh, no.

- Staging a raid.

What's this?

- Hey.

- Are you drunk?

- No, I'm not drunk. (laughs)

On drugs.

- What did you give her?

- Not, not me.

- Nins, what's going on?

- Secret.

- We, yeah.

We have been...

We've, we, we just, we were at-

- You're a shit liar.

- I am. I'm shit at it.

- Hey, just tell me what's going on.

(Harry sighs)

- Harry helped me find my egg.

And now I can give one to you.

I had some eggs taken out for you,

because I want you to have a baby, Billie.

- [Harry] I think maybe we should get you into bed.

- [Nina] No wait, because I just gotta explain.

- Okay.

- Let me explain. - Oh.

- Billie, we'll make your baby next month

because I did something different.

Patrick's sperm. That's what happened.

I didn't tell you because you said we're separate from that,

and I wanted you to still like me.

- I don't know what she's saying.

- Nina, what did you do with Patrick's sperm?

- I used it.

Made embryos.

- Nins.

- Did you know about this?

- She told me she was donating an egg to you.

- No, I said I was checking to see if I could.

That's how it started.

I told you a bit and I told you a different bit.

I love you, Billie.

- Um.

I need to, I need to go.

- Yeah, of course. - Goodnight.

("Over" by Alice Boman plays)

♪ You know I need the darkness ♪

♪ Just as much as I need the light ♪

(door slams shut)

♪ You know I need solitude ♪

♪ Just as much as I need you by my side ♪

(Nina snores)

(Nina snorts)

- Oh.

(clattering)

- [Nina] Two o'clock, the wedding.

What have you done?

What did you say?

Billie?

Oh.

♪ Over, it's not over til it's over ♪

♪ It's not over ♪

♪ It's not over ♪

- [Nina] Oh my God.

(church bells ringing)

- Good afternoon.

Welcome.

- Well.

Here we are.

- Hello, lovely people.

- Hello.

- Zoe's inside.

- Billie.

Can we just-

- Welcome.

- I want to explain how this happened.

- Not today.

I don't think it's fair to Cherie and Martin

if we had this out at their wedding.

- I regret everything.

(Billie laughs exasperatedly)

- Okay.

- Well, I'll take whatever response you have.

I've earned it.

- It's like I said, just not today.

- Okay.

- Okay, thanks.

- Aha. Here it is. Nina, Nina.

May I introduce the older, smarter,

more charming of the Clegg brothers?

Benedict Clegg, Esquire.

- Hello, Benedict. - Hello.

- Nina (indistinct)

- Oh.

- Yes.

- Hey, man. Great costume.

- It's not a costume.

(Jimmy laughs)

- Cool.

- Well, on thread. Merci, monsieur.

(Nina sighs)

(car engine idles)

(seatbelt unbuckles)

- Should we go in?

- Actually, Renato,

would it be all right if I asked you to go home?

- Cold feet?

- It's crazy, I know. But (sighs) I'm sorry.

- Say no more.

Have a lovely time.

- Thank you.

(they kiss)

And keep this outfit on for later.

(they laugh)

Bye.

(car door slams)

(classical violin music)

- Harry.

Hi.

Um, I know...

Last night, I don't even know what I said to you,

but I'm guessing it was not good.

- You said you were using your previous partner's sperm

to fertilize embryos.

- Oh, I did?

- I, I mean...

that's true.

- What you told me was you were having your eggs retrieved

so you could help Billie conceive.

- I know.

- You can see how I'm confused.

- I'm really sorry.

I, I know it's not the time or the place to do this,

but I just, I'd love to explain to you

'cause I just-

- I'll let you get back to the wedding.

(classical violin music continues)

(bridesmaids laugh)

- Hi.

We have a problem.

- Oh.

- I think I broke Cherie.

Come on.

Sorry.

(heavy knocking)

- Cherie, my love.

Please just let us know you're alright.

- I must be crazy.

A marriage without sex.

Martin can't be happy like this.

Does he know me at all?

- What about the whole, 'I'm marrying my best friend' bit?

- That was the ravings of a sex starved lunatic.

This is the rest of my life.

And it was all my stupid idea.

- Yeah, I hear that. - Shh.

- You were right, Kim.

Better than a best friend

is a best friend you can (indistinct).

- Oh, no, no, no.

No, Cherie. No, don't listen to me.

Especially when I'm destroying people's happiness.

- Can I just have a bit more time?

- Yeah. - No.

No, Cherie, you can't stay in there.

- I'm not coming out.

- Oh.

- Oh!

(Nina sighs)

- Jess, you and Kim are still looking to sire a child.

My brother Benedict is in town for a week and-

- We're not, but thanks.

- You found someone?

- No.

- Oh.

- What?

Nina, the dancing is later.

- Could you please come with me?

- What is it? - Just come with me.

(light knocking)

- Cherie?

- I'm sorry, Martin.

- I understand.

If you don't want to marry me.

I wondered...

if you'd...

do me the honor of listening to the, the vows I've written.

Even if we don't get married, I'd still,

I'd still like to read them to you.

- Okay.

(Martin mutters)

- I know that I am a strange man

and I know the loneliness of a strange man.

But Cherie, if you have doubts on our wedding day,

and if you lock yourself in this room

because you are afraid of a lifetime without sex-

- What?

- Let me finish darling, please.

- Those aren't your vows. - They are.

- Cherie, these are his vows. They're all written down.

- I hope that you will remember that your

husband to be

understands you with all of his heart.

Because it is with all of his heart that he loves you.

Please don't turn me away.

(Martin sobs)

Don't turn me away

because I thought this love was beyond me.

(Martin sniffs)

(calm music)

(door creaks open)

- You.

Martin, we need to have sex.

It's the only thing that's gonna save this marriage.

- Really?

(Martin clears throat)

(doors click shut)

(people chattering)

(Harry laughs)

- Shall we?

- Yeah.

- What are we waiting for now?

(Cherie and Martin moaning)

(Cherie and Martin screaming)

(crowd laughing)

- Now to the vows.

Our couple have written their own vows today

and they're beautiful.

So Cherie and Martin, take it away.

- Do you? - I do.

- You? - You bet I do.

- Then without further ado,

and with the power vested in me by the state of Victoria

and the Commonwealth of Australia,

I now pronounce you married.

You may kiss each other.

(wedding chimes)

(guests clapping) (guests cheering)

- Nice! - Yeah!

- Yeah.

- You look beautiful today, mum.

(upbeat music)

- You've outdone yourself, Martin.

- Dark magnificence.

And there it is, the piece de resistance.

- So impressive.

(gasps) Hey guys, who wants to watch a movie?

- Me! - Yeah.

Have a lovely night, okay. - Good night.

- Night night.

I will see you in the morning.

- Thank you.

- Come on guys, let's go.

- Amen. Let's get loose.

- Excuse me. You, you have not had any dinner,

or lunch or breakfast.

Are you sure about that?

- Mm.

What are you, a policeman?

- No, ma'am. - Good.

(she clears her throat)

(drink pouring)

(people chattering)

(glass ringing)

(cloak swooshes)

- Good evening XX and XY chromosomes.

(Martin laughs)

We begin the evening with messages

from those who couldn't be with us here tonight.

The first one is from a gamete.

She writes, sorry I couldn't make the party,

but without any cleavage

I'm only half the fun anyway.

(Martin laughs)

- Make it stop. - Right.

- Ah, here's one from a Nick Holland.

Cherie and Martin,

wishing you a long and happy life together

filled with adventure.

If you are half as happy in your marriage as I am in mine,

you will be truly blessed.

Big love, Nick.

Here's one from Elvis Kwan.

While you're all there,

I'm back at work trying on your clothes.

(mildly ominous music)

- Ring. Ring.

Yes, hello, this is Nina Proudman.

Yes, Martin.

- And finally from Leo Taylor.

Dear Cherie and Martin,

I'm so happy that in the busyness of life,

two such wonderful people have found each other.

A day like today is about nothing but love,

and I wish you nothing but love.

(somber music)

Not just for today, but forever.

And my wish for all of your guests

is that everyone finds the love that they're looking for.

- Cherie and Martin.

- Cherie and Martin.

- [Audience] Cherie and Martin.

(audience cheering)

(somber music) (cheering continues)

- And we will return for further formalities.

- I'm really sorry, Billie.

What I did was idiotic

and thoughtless.

- I know you must be going through a major thing

and I really wanna be there for you.

- I just, I didn't know what to do.

And I didn't mean to hurt you.

- It's kind of the worst part.

- I really want you to have a child.

- Billie, not your decision.

- Well, why did you bring up the idea of donating eggs?

You said, why haven't I offered you an egg?

- I know what I said.

- Well, that sounded to me like you wanted an egg.

- If I wanted that, believe me, Nina,

I would've asked for it.

Do you know what, what really pisses me off?

You don't believe that I can be happy without children

and you have to keep shoving me off balance with this,

with this message about what I should be doing without even-

- Sorry. - Without even-

No, without even consulting me about what I want.

- I think you would make a wonderful mother

and I would do anything to make you happy.

- Don't, don't do this.

Don't, don't, don't make out like this is some gift to me.

This is, this is about you.

- No, it's not. - No, you need to hear this.

Because you, you didn't do anything for me.

You used me as an excuse.

What you actually did is, is you made your own embryos.

- Well, it made sense at the time.

I thought if I kept my options open,

I could make the decision later.

- You made the decision.

It's like dangling a carrot in front of my face

and then eating it yourself.

No one can break my heart the way you can.

(guests chattering)

- Excuse me.

Nina, Nina.

See that door?

Can you hold that open for me in 20 minutes?

- I'm not sure I follow.

- Can, can you just do it?

(glass ringing)

- Okay, sure.

- 20-

- Alright everyone.

It's time for the wedding dance.

I'm sure we've all been studying the steps. (laughs)

- [Nina] Oh, the fucking dance.

(upbeat music)

- Emu. Emu.

Spin, three, four, five, six.

Pineapple, two, three, four, five, six.

By the lise.

Two, three, four, five, six, bang.

Two, three.

Nina, you didn't watch the video.

Three, four, five, six, bang.

Two, three, four, five, six.

Look, Nina.

(she sighs)

Four, five, six, spin emu.

- Ah, ow. - Three, four, five, six.

- Where are you going?

Don't leave me.

- It's progressive dance.

Going to my next partner.

- What is it?

(Nina sighs)

- You okay? You're not okay, are you?

- No, I'm not.

- What's the matter? You don't wanna talk about that?

- No.

Jimmy, how am I gonna fix what I've done?

- It can't be that bad.

- It's bad.

- I have to go next, bye. - Ah!

- Nina. - Mm?

- Have you bothered to watch my instructional video at all?

- I'm sorry Martin, I just didn't have time.

- Alright, just watch me.

Releve, bourree, kickball turn.

Now.

What is that?

- I did that. I'm trying.

- Try harder.

- Follow me. - Okay.

- How do you know the steps?

- I watched the video.

- And...

(guests applaud)

- Harry.

(Benedict clears throat)

- And now friends,

it's approaching time to cut the wedding cake.

- Jimmy, this is for you.

(guests cheering) (guests laugh)

See you, Jimmy.

(Will rattles the door)

- Nina!

- Shit. Sorry, Will.

(guests cheering) (guests laughing)

- What on earth was going on?

- Nice running style.

You were going at quite a clip.

- Yeah, well, soccer.

So...

Mate, when I-

I know I've acted like a douche

and I just hope this helps to, I don't know, atone.

- And?

- I'm sorry.

(Jimmy sighs)

I want to be part of this family.

How will I know when I'm a Proudman?

(lively upbeat music)

(audience cheering)

- Hi, I'm Zara.

♪ I'm just singing a little song ♪

♪ For Cherie and Clegg ♪

♪ on your wedding day. ♪

(laughs) I'm a bit pissed, pissed to sing

and walk obviously.

♪ Waiting for my husband to get a job ♪

(laughs) That's a good one.

♪ Oh, hey ♪

- How much has she had to drink?

- Enough.

Zara?

♪ This little light of mine ♪

- Cake time. - I'm singing obviously, so-

- No, singing time's over.

Nina.

- Why are you always trying to control me?

- No one's trying to control you.

- I just would like a little song.

♪ Hey ♪

- Oh, shut your stupid doctor face.

- You shut your doctor face. (laughs)

(cake splatters) (crowd gasps)

- Somebody, something bad.

(cake splats) (crowd gasps)

(Zara laughs)

(cake splats) (crowd gasps)

(they laugh)

- (clears throat) Well, obviously ladies and gentleman

the, the cake has been thrown.

- No, no, come on, come on.

No, no, come on, come on, please.

- Oh, piss off, I'm having a lovely time.

(they laugh)

- Would you like some help?

- No, thank you. She's my wife, I'll handle it.

- He'll handle it.

- Come on, let's go get you cleaned up.

(reflective music)

- I'm okay, thank you.

- Hi.

- Hi.

- You having fun?

- Yeah.

- Harry, I wanna tell you

why I made the decisions that I have.

- You don't have to explain.

- I want to.

- You lied to me.

It surprises me.

I wouldn't have thought of you that way.

(Nina sighs)

- You've never lied to anyone?

- Yeah, I have.

But not like this.

- Well, for what it's worth,

the reason I lied to you is because-

- Well, you wanted me to like you.

That's what you said last night.

- I don't know if I can trust my feelings, Harry.

I'm feeling about you

a way I haven't felt about anyone for a long time.

- I've never met anyone quite like you.

You've really hit me for six.

- You've hit me for six two.

- You know I'm a crisis manager, right?

- Yes.

- You know what the number one rule of crisis management is?

- What?

- See the crisis coming and avoid it.

And you, Nina, are a major event.

- You think I'm a disaster?

- Yeah. I think you are the loveliest, loveliest disaster.

And I don't think you're ready to be with me.

So, now I'm gonna go.

(reflective music)

("Together in Electric Dreams" plays)

♪ Though you're miles and miles away ♪

♪ I see you every day ♪

♪ I don't have to try ♪

♪ I just close my eyes. ♪

♪ I close my eyes ♪

♪ We'll always be together ♪

♪ However far it seems ♪

♪ We'll always be together ♪

♪ Together in electric dreams ♪

♪ We'll always be together ♪

♪ However far it seems ♪

- Bye.

- Hey there.

(car door shuts)

- Good evening.

- So this is where you live? - Yes.

This is where I really live.

Would you like to see inside?

- I'd love to.

- Hmm.

- Sip little sips. - What's that for?

- In case you throw up. - I'm not gonna throw up.

- Oh, don't don't, don't rub my back.

It's making me seasick.

I trashed a wedding cake.

- I showed everyone my penis.

All good.

- Are you angry with me?

- No.

- But I'm in your bad books.

- No.

Are you okay?

- Oh, I'm pretty pissed.

- But in a bigger sense.

- I, I think I'm gonna throw up.

No, no, I'm not.

Actually, I think-

(she retches)

- There we go.

Get it out.

- Oh, get it all out.

(Zara sighs)

Get it all out.

(Zara clears her throat)

- No, I think it's-

- Are you alright? - I think I'm okay.

Yeah, I think I could probably even have an-

(Zara retches)

(Jimmy retches)

- Ugh.

All gone?

(door clicks shut)

- Hi.

I finished unpacking.

Anything you don't like where it is, we can move it.

Welcome to your new home.

Pretty fucking classy.

Do you like it?

- Nice job.

("Always Right" by Climber plays)

Your home too.

♪ This (indistinct) ♪

♪ This (indistinct) ♪

♪ You are always right ♪

- [Nina] A disaster.

♪ You are always right ♪

♪ I'm sure things will clear up ♪

♪ I'm sure things will clear up ♪

- Patrick, I don't wanna be in the real world anymore.

- Come to bed.

♪ I'm sure things will clear up ♪

♪ I'm sure things will clear up ♪

♪ I'm sure that I can slip up ♪

♪ I'm sure that I can turn my life around ♪

(upbeat music)