Original subtitles

- I, I didn't ask for Jodie to turn up.

I didn't ask for Patrick to donate sperm.

I'm not a walking crisis.

- You may not be a crisis,

but you're in a crisis pattern.

- Do you have a partner?

- Aha, no. Not at the moment.

- Think you'd be happy here, Dad.

- And the celebration of his life

is to be in the Edinburgh Gardens,

and he wanted to be buried there.

- No, no, no.

Whoever dies first,

the other one has to sing "Wild Thing."

Hello! - Hello.

Flowers.

- This is Renato.

- Oh, you two, stop flirting.

- I beg your pardon?

(upbeat music)

- [Nina] A life that's mine.

- Please come home. (sniffs)

- Neen, she's gone.

What am I gonna do, Neens?

We'll live in this big empty house.

- I slept with someone else. (water gushing)

Angus.

- I'm sorry to tell you that none of the embryos

have made it through.

We'd like you to come in and talk to us about trying again.

There are still two straws left.

I thought you were happy,

but I don't think you can be happy, Nina.

Not in the real world.

- I've been here before.

I've been in relationships before

where I am constantly fixing things

and I become the caretaker,

but it's not what I want anymore.

I wanna be with someone who laughs with me

and, and tells me to lighten up.

- [Nina] Who's this?

- Me.

- That's you.

And who's that?

- [Zoe] Mummy.

- That's me, that's right.

(nostalgic music)

And that's, that's your daddy.

- Daddy.

- This is our family, Zoe Zoe.

Just you and me.

And that's Daddy.

♪ Oh why, oh why, oh why ♪

♪ Won't you sing ♪ (scene clicking)

♪ 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 ♪

(scene clicking)

♪ To me ♪

(scene clicking)

♪ Oh why, oh why, oh why ♪

♪ Won't you sing ♪

(scene clicking)

(voicemail beeping)

- [Mick] Sorry we keep missing each other.

I'll try and catch you tomorrow.

(melancholic music)

(footsteps clopping)

(toy squeaking)

(footsteps clopping)

(Billie sighing)

(baby cot thudding)

(footsteps thumping)

(glass jar clinking)

(notes rustling)

(melancholic music continues)

(drawer scratching)

(footsteps clopping)

(melancholic music continues)

- That's a big flower.

- [Alfie] Ooh, that's one here.

- I know. (chuckles)

(pencil scratching)

- [Alfie] Nan, I need another one.

- Oh, we don't have anymore.

- What? - We're just

gonna ring your aunt.

(phone ringing) (lift bell chiming)

- Hi, Mum.

- Gather the troops, dinner here tonight.

Adults only, no children.

I have an announcement.

- Okay, see you then.

- Look who's back from their honeymoon.

- [Nina] Hi.

- Hello. (Nina chuckling)

- We are, we have returned.

- Aw. (Martin smooching)

When are you coming back to work?

- We're not.

- We're gonna take some time away from the hospital

and go work in the Outback.

- It's called Flying Joey's,

a fly in, fly out service

for women in remote communities.

- We'll conduct prenatal clinics, deliver babies.

- When are you going? - Straight away.

- Yes, but first, the pub tomorrow.

- You're not coming back? - Well, in a few months.

- Fine, okay, sure.

I've got work to do.

(footsteps plodding)

Oh dear, Elvis. (Nina chuckling)

- Kim and Zara, what's going on?

- Um, Zara's staying with me.

- Okay, I'm just gonna come out and say this.

Zara was crazy for sleeping with Angus.

I just hope she can work it out with Jimmy.

- I, I think the best way to support them

is to just let them work it out.

- Yeah.

- Okay, I'll let you guys be.

I'll see you later.

Bye! - See ya.

- We're busy today.

- Thank you. - Okay!

(footsteps plodding)

(wary music)

- Harry.

- Hi.

- You, like, you're waiting for someone.

- You.

I, I didn't like how it ended

last time we spoke.

I wanted to apologize.

- Me too.

You didn't have to come down here to say that.

- No, but it's, it's been on my mind.

Um, you've been on my mind.

- Oh.

- 'Cause I really like you

a lot.

(files thudding)

(Harry chuckling)

And I'm hoping you'll have dinner with me.

And I figured you'd be more likely

to say yes face to face, so.

- I'm having dinner at my mother's.

- Is that your way of saying no?

- No.

We could have a drink afterwards.

- Yeah, great.

- All right.

- [Harry] All right.

Well, text me when you finish dinner.

- All right.

(footsteps plodding)

Harry.

You should know

I'm thinking of doing another IVF cycle.

I just, I thought I should mention that

in case you wanna rescind the invitation.

- No, I don't, I don't wanna rescind the invitation,

but thank you for telling me.

I'll see you later.

- Bye.

- Bye.

(footsteps plodding)

(footsteps stomping)

(Kerry chuckling)

(door clicking)

- [Kerry] What have we got here?

- Power pose, it's a fake it 'til you make it strategy

to give me power and confidence.

- You're low on power and confidence?

- [Billie] Just need to top up.

- Mm.

- You hung over? - Yeah, big night.

- With my brother?

- What? No, no, no. (chuckles)

How? No.

- That's a lot of nos.

There is nothing going on there.

- Why not? I've got you guys together twice.

- Seriously, he is not interested in me.

Show me the pose.

- Okay.

Wonder Woman.

(Kerry breathing heavily)

(puzzling music)

Helps if you imagine music and a wind machine.

- Oh yeah.

(phone ringing)

- Billie.

- Neens, are you going to Mum's adult-only tonight?

- [Nina] Yes.

- Okay, I'm gonna arrange for Will

to babysit Zoe at your house.

Just accept that it's gonna happen, bye-bye.

(puzzling music continues)

- That's a doggie. - Yeah.

- Thanks for agreeing to babysit.

- Oh.

- I hope Billie didn't strong-arm you into it, did she?

- No, no, not at all.

- This is Zoe's dinner in this dish.

It just needs a little bit of heat.

- Easy, yep, okay.

- Oh, we've been doing some art in the evenings,

so everything you need is in that container.

- We're gonna do some art? That's awesome.

- Yeah. Bye, darling.

- Bye, Mummy. (Nina smooching)

- Have a lovely night with Uncle Will.

- Bye, Mummy.

- Bye, sweetheart.

And if there's anything you need, just call.

- Yeah, will do, will do.

Bye-bye. (smooches) - Coloring the pool.

- Who's got that?

Are they playing soccer?

(heartwarming music)

- Ah, here's Nina.

- Hey.

- Hi.

- [Nina] Hi.

(heartwarming music continues)

- Can I just say how surprised

I am by all your reactions?

Normally, it's everyone judging everyone

and just general opinions.

See, this silence, it's weird.

Jimmy, how are you?

- Ah, I'm disappointed, yeah,

but mostly, I'm just very, very surprised.

- Yeah, me too.

- Let's all sit.

Well, everyone's here except Will.

I did ask him, but he was busy.

Oh, he's babysitting for Nina.

- And why did you arrange that tonight?

- I thought he should spend some time with Zoe.

- But why tonight?

- I don't wish to be questioned on the topic.

Let's just be happy that we have Will

to call on for childcare.

- Can you trace that? Bet you can't.

I bet you can't. (tray clinking)

I bet you can't.

I'll do it faster.

(tray clinking)

Righto.

You done yet? (Zoe laughing)

No.

Oh. (visitor knocking)

Who's that? Who's that?

Oh, I'll be back, I'll be back.

(footsteps plodding)

(door clicking)

Oh, hello.

- Hi. What are you doing here?

- Um, (tongue clicks) babysitting Zoe.

Uh, what are you doing here?

- Billie and I are going for a drink,

and she said to meet here.

- She's not here.

- Huh?

- Wanna come in?

- Sure.

(footsteps plodding)

- Mum, we're all ears. (door thudding)

What's your big adults-only announcement?

- I am moving into the final chapter of my life.

It's time I thought about funeral arrangements.

- Oh my God. - What have you got?

- What? - You're dying?

- Are you sick? - No.

- Is it your liver?

I bet it's the liver. (Geraldine scoffing)

- I'm not dying. - Mum, whatever it is,

just tell us, and we'll all face it together.

- I'm not dying, I was just being a little bit dramatic.

- Ugh.

- You scare us like that.

(phone ringing)

- Kerry, hello?

- So I'm at your sister's place.

Just confirming this is a setup.

- Yes, have fun.

- Sorry, Mum, you were saying?

- I don't want my funeral

to turn out like your father's.

It was Darcy's final wish

to be buried in Edinburgh Gardens.

And not that anyone blames you

for not making sure that happened.

- Me? - You were Dad's executor.

It was your job to make sure his wishes were carried out.

- Bit of a fail.

- Mm, but putting the failings to one side, Nina-

- Just not reliable, own it.

- Mm. - But no one's blaming you.

- Oh. (scoffs)

- Be that as it may, these are Darcy's ashes.

I've put in an application

to have a little memorial for Darcy in the gardens.

Park bench and a tree.

(nostalgic music)

- I love it.

- Me too.

- It's a great idea, Mum.

- Good.

(nostalgic music continues)

(Jimmy sighing)

- [Will] Well, please tell me.-

- [Kerry] You're a button pusher, you like to sit there

and push people's buttons.

- [Will] Well, you don't have a sense of humor.

- [Kerry] Uh, no, you're just not that funny.

- [Will] Well, I'll have to-

- [Kerry] Yeah, I can, I can believe that

you've never had a girlfriend.

- I've had girlfriends. - Really?

Any more than a year? - Ah.

- More than six months?

- [Billie] Hello?

- That is my cue to leave.

Billie, Zoe's asleep.

And that is your problem.

- Will, this is all wrong.

I leave you guys alone for a couple of hours,

and this is what I come home to.

Then why are you still here?

- That's what I've been asking.

You could have left at any time,

but no, you hung around to argue.

- I was about to leave.

- [Will] No, you weren't.

- You, why are you so dumb?

- I'm not! - You are.

- You two are high functioning in every area of your lives,

but you both seriously need remedial romance classes.

Now, Kerry, do you think Will's hot?

- Yes!

- You said I was funny looking.

- Oh, have a cry, I said you were geeky,

which is a compliment.

- Will, when girls are mean to you,

it often means they like you.

Not always, sometimes it means they really don't like you,

but the point is to work out which is which.

- Yeah. - Right, Kerry is...

- Smoking hot. - Whatever.

- Okay, that's all we need at this point

level of attraction.

Now, Kerry's all dressed up looking lovely

to go out for a drink, ask her out.

(Will sighing)

- Do you wanna go for a drink?

- With?

- Me?

- Okay, but this isn't gonna work.

(spirited music)

(footsteps plodding)

(door thudding)

(Billie sighing)

(upbeat music)

♪ Hey yeah ♪

(footsteps clopping)

- Hi.

- Hi. - Hi. (smooches)

So you look beautiful.

- You look handsome.

I say that as a friend, of course.

- Yeah, of course.

This is how I dress for friends.

Uh, can I buy you a drink?

- No, I'm gonna buy you a drink.

- Oh.

- Billie's right, I, I don't know what I'm doing.

I am hopeless at relationships.

- Why?

- Well, men find me intimidating.

Maybe I can be harsh sometimes.

(Will chuckling)

- Well, I, I don't go on many third dates.

- Why?

- Too tall.

(Kerry chuckling)

What? That's, that's what she laughs at?

- No, come on, really?

- Um, what, uh.

And I, I guess when I'm,

I'm nervous, I find it hard to be a human.

("I Won't Wait" by Josh Mitchell and Daniel Le Gresley)

♪ On the words I've held so long inside ♪

- But for what it's worth, I don't find you intimidating.

♪ Been so long ♪

♪ Watching and knocking ♪

- You know what?

This, this has been a cute game, but um,

Billie and I work together, you're her brother.

- Yeah.

- I don't wanna mix the professional

and the personal, you know?

And anything that happens between us

is a guaranteed disaster, agreed?

- Agreed.

- Thank you, you're a very sweet guy.

And thank you for the drink,

but I'm, I'm gonna get a cab.

(chairs grating)

Good night.

- Night.

("I Won't Wait" by Josh Mitchell and Daniel Le Gresley)

(upbeat music)

- I was surprised today.

Um, I, I thought I'd

blown out chances.

- No, I convinced myself

that nothing could work between us.

Um, but over the last few weeks,

I've thought of nothing but you.

(heartwarming music)

You're thinking about more IVF.

- No, no, we're, um.

We're not talking about that tonight.

Fertility and sperm are embargoed.

(Harry chuckling) (Nina chuckling)

I just wanna get to know you.

- That's, that's a relief.

- Tell me something about yourself.

- [Harry] What?

- Anything.

- Anything? That's too broad.

- Do you have brothers and sisters?

- Um, yes, one, one of each.

- You're in the middle.

- Yeah.

- Takes one to know one.

- It's like being a matador between two bulls.

(Nina exhaling heavily)

("Unleft" by Message To Bears)

♪ Won't you run away ♪

♪ Won't you learn to fly ♪

♪ You were never mine ♪

♪ Won't you run away ♪

♪ Won't you learn to fly ♪

♪ You were never mine ♪

♪ Won't you run away ♪ ♪ Oh ♪

♪ Won't you learn to fly ♪ ♪ Oh ♪

♪ You were never mine ♪

♪ Oh oh oh oh ♪

("Unleft" by Message to Bears continues)

♪ Won't you run away ♪

♪ Won't you learn to fly ♪ (footsteps plodding)

♪ You were never mine ♪

(pan clacking)

- Morning.

- Morning. (Harry chuckling)

- Um, hungry? (food sizzling)

- I can't stay for breakfast.

- Ah.

- I just, I've gotta go.

- You all right?

- Yeah, I'm fine.

Yeah, I've just, I've just gotta get going.

- Sure, sure.

And um, um, what happens next?

- Um, well, I don't know.

This is all a bit too much.

- This is, this is too much?

- What am I doing?

Are you? You seem a little upset.

- Oh, no. Ah, no, I'm not.

I'm not upset.

- Sure.

- I've just gotta get going.

- Okay, okay. (Nina chuckling)

- It's just, it wasn't, it's the...

Last night wasn't real, Harry.

- Um.

- We put ourselves in a bubble,

and we were pretending that there were no obstacles.

We're pretending that, that this is possible. (sighs)

It's not.

- What's going on?

- What is going on, Nina?

You have your life and I have mine.

- That's all right.

- No, I, I can't do whatever this is.

- I'm not asking you to do anything.

- No, uh, I can't,

I can't give myself to you.

You told me I was a disaster,

and you're right, I am.

That's what I am.

- Okay, if I said something,

if something that's gonna made you vulnerable.

- No, no, I'm panicking.

I'm a panicker, and I'm panicking.

And I'm going, uh,

please don't follow me.

Just let me go, sorry.

(footsteps plodding)

(door lock clicking)

(Nina breathing heavily)

You're home now, you're safe.

(footsteps plodding)

- Neens.

Ah, something's happened.

- What? What, what's wrong with Zoe?

- No, no, no, no, it's not Zoe.

- What? - Um.

They were making art last night,

and I didn't know, I thought everything was fine.

- Yes? - And, and, and Zoe was,

was playing in a room.

I'm so sorry.

(depressing music)

(keys clinking)

(photos rustling)

- Oh no.

Oh no.

(Nina breathing heavily)

(depressing music continues)

(Nina sobbing)

(depressing music continues)

(photos flicking)

(brush scratching)

(door thudding)

(hands rustling)

(footsteps plodding)

(hopeful music)

- I have missed you so much.

I keep trying to figure out

who you were trying to hurt,

me or yourself?

- Me too.

Both, I think.

- It's like you got the biggest stick

you could find to try to smash us up with.

And it's doing my head in

because if you just come to me

and said, "Hey, there's this guy that I wanna sleep with,"

then we could've had that conversation.

Do you think you would've been okay

if I had have come to you?

- Maybe not, but

was it about sex?

- No.

- I can forgive you,

but the question is,

do you want me to?

- What type of a question is that?

- Well, do you wanna come back home

or do you actually wanna end this?

- I just, I feel like we're always saying

that it's gonna be okay at some point,

but we're just living on fumes.

- If there are things making life impossible,

then let's just rearrange whatever we have to.

If you failed this year, then so what?

Do it again next year.

It's gonna be easier the second time.

I will stand by you throughout the very worst,

and I'll continue to believe in this relationship.

But only if you'll do it too.

- I'm just so stressed and tired,

and I don't know what I want.

(birds chirping)

- I kinda think if

you wanted to come home,

then you'd know it.

(birds chirping)

- I don't know what I want

means I don't know what I want.

I'm gonna go.

(depressing music)

(blanket rustling)

- [Kerry] Hey, it's me. (voicemail beeping)

I'm on my way in.

Prepare yourself for a tale of woe about last night.

(phone buzzing)

(phone ringing)

- Kares, give him a chance.

At the very least, he'll give you free legal advice.

- [Brody] Billie, it's Brody.

- Brody, I'm so happy to hear your voice.

- I'm here, I walked from Southern Cross Station.

Uh, I think I'm lost.

I think I'm near your mum's house,

but I don't know which way to go.

- Well, what's this number you're calling from?

- It's, it's, it's a payphone.

Mum confiscated mine.

I've got no money and, and I've got a cramp.

It hurts, and I just really wanna be with you.

- Okay, um, we'll work out where you are,

and I'm gonna come get you.

(birds chirping)

- Geraldine as I live and breathe. (chuckles)

- Phil!

Well, (chuckles) congratulations

on your ascendancy to Council.

- Gracias, yes, the leadership spilled,

and I'm opt up to power.

- Mm.

I'm actually here in a business capacity.

- Mm, a park bench in Darcy's honor.

- Yes, I thought perhaps over there or over there.

- Yes, it's not possible.

- I thought you had power.

- Oh, I do.

Uh, I think this is where you say,

"But surely, Phil, there must

be something that can be done."

And I say, "Spend a night with me."

(birds chirping)

- And my answer is no.

- So is mine.

(Geraldine breathing heavily)

- Well, then nothing more to say.

- You'll be back, Geraldine. We both know it.

- Nice gown.

Arsehole.

(Phil chuckling)

- Mm.

- Is that a contraction?

- Comes and goes, mm.

- Comes and goes just like a contraction.

- I'm not nine months pregnant.

The baby's not coming yet.

Mm. - Yeah but-

- Mm.

Gone again, see?

(phone clicking)

(phone ringing)

- Billie.

- Neens, are you still at work?

- Yes, just finished.

- Um, I'm at Mum's, Brody's here.

- Oh, okay.

- Do you think you could swing by on your way home?

It might be nothing, it could be, you know, Braxton Hicks.

- Yeah, this is no harm in checking her out.

Mum's got Zoe anyway.

- Great, see you soon.

- Okay. (phone beeping)

(footsteps clopping)

(Brody groaning)

Ah, right, we're gonna lie you down, Brody.

Hi. Come and lie down.

I just need to examine you, is that okay?

Um, right here, Billie.

- [Brody] Billie!

- It's okay, it's okay.

(plastic crinkling)

- You're all right, darling.

Let's lie you down.

Take your time.

- Yep. (breathes heavily)

- Lie down just slowly.

- [Billie] Yup, you're okay.

- Yeah, shoes off.

- Shoes off, shoes off. - Knees up high, okay.

- Just get this.

- Take some breaths.

When did the water break?

- Just then. - Okay, good girl.

(Brody groaning)

- Is that the cord?

- Yes, right, on all fours right now.

Turn over.

There you go. (Brody groaning)

Good girl.

- [Billie] I got you, it's okay.

- Well, go and get a pillow and some clean towels.

- Okay.

Okay.

- Okay, Brody, I'm just gonna put my hand

inside a little bit, okay?

It'll hurt a little bit.

I know it hurts.

Okay, do some, some deep breathing with me.

Take a deep breath in. Okay.

- [Billie] Oh.

- It's okay. - Oh, everyone's here.

- Oh, Mum, wait, but Brody's giving birth.

- I can see that.

Come on, Zoe, let's put pepper on the iPad.

- [Nina] Billie, call an ambulance.

- Should we get the car? - Ambulance.

- Oh.

- [Billie] Thanks, Ma.

- Can you get me the fetal heart rate monitor?

- Yes. - It's in the bag there.

It's a little machine, but small screen.

- Is this it? - Yeah, that's it.

Hold on. - Hello, we need an ambulance

at 84 Oswald Street

in North Elsternwick. - Pop it low down

in her stomach. - All right.

- We've got a girl in labor. - Yeah, Mum, what does it say?

What number? - Uh, 90.

- Put the phone to my ear.

- [Billie] Here.

- Hello, we have a woman laboring at 36 weeks gestation

with a cord prolapse and fetal bradycardia.

Thank you. They're on their way.

- What's bradycardia? Is that too fast?

- Too slow, it's way too slow.

- Mum, really, I'm gonna die.

- No, no, no, no, no, no,

you're not gonna die. - No, it's okay.

- What should I do? - No, no.

Brody, Brody, listen to me.

We're all gonna stay very calm, okay?

- [Billie] I'll just put your hair back.

- Brody, put your head in Billie's lap.

- Yeah.

Come down here.

- What's happening?

- The baby's in distress.

It's squashing the cord.

And the cord is the oxygen supply.

If we don't do something soon, the baby's gonna suffocate.

- Should we wait for the ambulance?

- No, baby could be gone by then.

- I wanna push! - No, no, no, don't push.

Don't push, Brody, okay?

I'm gonna try something.

Take a deep breath.

(Brody wailing)

I'm sorry.

What does it say now? Is it faster?

- No, it's 80, darling. I'm sorry.

- Shit. Okay, Brody, I'm gonna try again.

It's gonna hurt, I'm sorry.

- No, really, I don't want.

- No, no, no, don't get up, Brody.

Don't get up. It's okay.

- Brody Jordan, I'm with you,

and you're gonna do this.

We're all gonna do this.

(Brody squealing)

- [Nina] Lie back down, good girl.

- I've got you, I've got you.

- Oh, come on, here we go.

Deep breath in.

(Brody wailing)

All right, Mum, what is it now?

- Oh, it's 130.

No, it's 150.

- Okay, now I need you to push.

It's all okay, big push.

That's it, big push.

Get the towel ready, Mum.

Push, darling. Big push.

(Brody groaning)

That's it, nice and low.

Big push, keep pushing.

Here we are. Here we are.

- [Geraldine] Oh, it's a boy.

- [Nina] I'm just gonna cut the cord.

- Why isn't the baby crying?

- It's okay, won't be a minute.

All right, now,

Mum, give it to me. - Please!

- Mum, get me the oxygen mask.

- [Geraldine] Yes.

(footsteps plodding)

- Come on.

One, two, three.

(baby crying)

- [Brody] He's okay?

- He's okay. - Thank God.

- Come. (baby continues to cry)

It is safe, Brody.

(mesmerizing music)

- Wow, okay.

That's it, baby.

(baby crying)

- Hi, darling, come here.

(footsteps plodding)

How about this, Zoe?

♪ Ah ah ah ah ♪

♪ Ah ah ah ah ♪

(paramedic knocking)

- Oh, that'll be the ambulance. I'll go.

♪ Ah ah ah ah ♪

♪ Ah ah ah ah ♪

♪ Ah ah ah ah ♪

♪ Ah ah ah ah ♪

♪ Ah ah ah ah ♪

- He'll be okay, won't he?

- Yeah.

- His little band says, "Baby Brody, Bob," for short.

(Billie chuckling)

Oh, Neens, I love him so much.

I think my soul's gonna break in half.

(mesmerizing music continues)

(mesmerizing music continues)

(footsteps plodding)

(door thudding)

(distant horn honking)

Are the others at the pub?

- Yes, I'm about to go.

Will you come?

- Place is here with these two.

(distant siren blaring)

I'm so sorry about the pictures of Patrick.

- I've been holding on (tongue clicks)

to the idea of family.

Zoe, me, and Patrick.

But that's a version of the past.

(distant traffic whirring)

(distant horn honking)

To Zoe,

he's nothing.

You know, she, she didn't even meet him.

I just didn't want him to be completely gone.

- I know.

(nostalgic music)

- I think

if that piece of Patrick is still here,

I can't be a good partner to anyone else.

It's like I'm saving a part of myself,

but

that means I'm not living.

- [Billie] No.

- So I can't,

I can't keep the sperm, can I?

Otherwise, I'll be stuck forever.

Never quite in the here and now.

(nostalgic music continues)

- You think Patrick was the love of your life?

- He was.

- Yeah.

What if he's not the only one?

(nostalgic music continues)

- I better go. - Yeah.

(footsteps plodding)

- Oh! - It's from us.

(Kim laughing)

- I love it.

- I wrapped it.

- Oh, thank you, guys.

Oh, this is great!

Oh! - Ooh, whoa.

- [Kim] It's a couple set.

- Ah, it's very spiffy.

- We will wear these every day.

- Yeah.

- Wow. Yeah, it looks great.

(footsteps clopping)

(birds chirping)

(phone clicking)

(phone ringing)

- [Harry] Hello.

- Harry.

- [Harry] Hi, Nina.

- I, I wanted you to know that

my daughter Zoe is, is my child from Patrick,

and I'm not gonna have another one.

- Um, that decision can't have been easy.

- No, it wasn't.

But it's the right one.

I didn't do this for you.

- I, I know.

(gentle music)

Are you all right?

- Yes.

And so I was wondering,

are you coming to Martin and Cherie's farewell?

- [Harry] Do you want me to?

- Yes.

- Yeah.

- I'll see you there.

- Yeah, I'll see you there.

- Bye.

(birds chirping)

(phone beeping)

(upbeat music)

- [Martin] Yeah, we hope so.

- [Cherie] Yeah, we'll be back.

- [Geraldine] Oh, we'll miss you.

- [Kim] Well, perhaps you can visit in the summer.

- [Martin] Right, so who's for champagne?

- Me. - Yes, yes.

- Kerry, hi.

- I got a call from Billie

telling me to meet her here.

I'm such a puss, I keep falling for it.

Oh God, there he is.

- Geraldine.

Mum's just outside. - It's okay.

- She told me to say she begs an audience with you,

please join her outside.

- Come on, kids, let's go!

(hands clapping)

(door creaking)

(footsteps plodding)

Oh, hello, Marjorie.

- Geraldine, Will told me you had trouble

with your park bench permit,

so I thought let's do it anyway.

Even had that made up.

- [Will] Wait, this is going in the park?

- Yeah. - Oh, that's illegal, Mum.

I can't be a party to this.

- Oh, Will, Darcy Proudman was your father.

- We can do it under the cover of darkness.

No one will notice. - We'll get caught.

- Oh, Dad would love it though.

- I have procured the bubbly.

- You like breaking the law?

- Yes.

- [Nina] I'll get Dad's ashes.

- Yeah.

- Yes.

Can you help me carry this?

I just need a hand with the shovel.

- [Jess] Of course.

- Thanks. - Yeah.

(door clicking)

- Harry. - Hey.

- Change of location, Edinburgh Gardens.

- [Harry] Great.

(Nina panting)

(phone ringing)

- Nina.

- How's Brody? How's the baby?

- Both perfect, fast asleep.

- Okay, we're about to scatter dad's ashes in the park.

- Right now?

- Yes.

- Meet you there.

(dreamy music)

- We ready? - Okay.

- This is the idea. - Just over there.

It's just right down. - Oh, is it okay?

- Finally, it's there.

It's arms. - My arms are willing

and ready to. - Come on, baby.

(Jimmy thudding)

- Oh! - Oh!

- [Will] You okay? (Nina shushing)

- Oh, he couldn't see.

- [Marjorie] What were you thinking?

- [Jimmy] I'm walking, I'm walking!

- [Billie] Hey, I'm here.

- Hi.

- [Billie] Hey.

- I mean, just over here. - Oh, where's it gonna go?

- Just about here.

- [Will] Okay.

- Yeah.

- Pretty good.

- Yeah. - That? Yeah.

What do you reckon? - Oh, it's perfect.

- Mum, and while we're doing this,

I'd like you to make me your executor.

- Oh, darling, but I was going to ask you.

- I don't believe you, but I accept your solemn trust.

Um, and, and I'm available for anyone else

if you'd like an executor.

- Harry! - Oh.

Hi.

- [Harry] Hey.

- Hi, Harry.

I'm, I'm really sorry I freaked out before.

- Yeah, it's okay.

- There were so many things that fed into it.

Really, it, it's because I'm,

I'm, I'm so scared of what this means.

But I wanna find out.

Do you?

(Harry chuckling)

- Are you asking me to go around with you?

- Yes.

- I think I'm supposed to ask you.

- Lighten up.

(Harry chuckling)

(romantic music)

(lips smacking)

Come on.

(urn lid clicking)

(traffic whirring)

- Oh, are you just about to kiss me?

- Uh, yes.

But if you don't want me to though, I...

- No, no, I, I want you to.

I just, you know, this can only end badly.

- Don't care.

- Yes.

(lips smacking)

I take full responsibility for that.

- Oh.

- Okay.

(Darcy's ash rustling)

- Maybe, um, someone should say something.

- Or perhaps they should sing something.

- What?

Bloody hell.

All right. (throat clears)

Wild things.

♪ Ba na na na na ♪

- You make my heart sing.

♪ Ba na na na na ♪

- You make everything

groovy, wild things. - Groovy.

♪ Ba na na na na ♪

- Wild Thing, I think I love you.

♪ Ba na na na ♪

♪ I wanna know for sure ♪

♪ Ba na na na ♪

- Come on, then hold me tight.

♪ Ba na na na ♪

- [Group] You move me.

- [Martin] Three, four.

- [Group] Wild thing.

♪ Ba na na na na ♪

♪ You make my heart sing ♪

♪ Ba na na na na ♪

♪ You make everything groovy ♪

- [Martin] Come on, come on.

♪ Wild thing ♪

♪ Ba na na na na ♪ ♪ Da da da da ♪

- Okay, I think we might just be a little bit loud.

♪ You make my heart sing ♪

♪ Ba na na na na ♪

♪ You make everything ♪ - Hey!

What's going on here?

- Run!

(group squealing)

("Wild Thing" by The Troggs)

Love you, Dad.

- Wasn't it at the funeral

that you asked me to be proud?

- Help! Stop it!

Why does this always happen to me?

♪ Wild thing ♪

♪ You make my heart sing ♪

♪ You make everything groovy ♪

♪ Wild thing ♪

♪ Uh huh, wild thing ♪

♪ Shake it, shake it, wild thing ♪

(Geraldine sniffing)

(Geraldine sighing)

(blanket rustling)

- Is anybody else not panicking about last night?

- Oh.

(carefree music)

(carefree music continues)

(carefree music fades)