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[kookaburras laugh and sing]

[bus approaches]

[ambient music rises]

[P.A. crackles]

[driver] Next stop, Surf Beach.

[driver] If you could please keep
your mask on at all times while on the bus

[driver] and while exiting

[driver] Thanks for
choosing to travel with us today

[driver] and hope you have a good...

[bus door opens]

[wind blows]

[sighs]

[light rain starts]

Fuck.

[rain intensifies]

[whining]

[stumbling footsteps]

Where the fuck is the tele?

[gentle snoring]

Lauren?

[snoring]

Lauren?

What happened?

Oh, I just have to go into town.

Okay.

[snoring continues]

Lauren?

[heavy boots hit the floor]

You want me to leave?

I don't want to be a dick, but...

Yeah.

Just while I'm not here.

All good.

Just give me a minute.

[door closes]

[Lauren] Sorry,
I didn’t realise I was blocking you in.

Have a good day.

You too.

[Aussie rock plays from the stereo]

[car horn honks]

[yawning]

[sighing]

[eerie bird calls echo]

[car approaches]

Fucking come on...

[scoffs]

You fucking piece of shit. Come on!

[groaning]

Fuck.

[local man hurries
out of breath up the hill]

[local man] Sure,
it’s all downhill that way love!

[laughter]

[plucking at a guitar string]

[chord progression starts]

[grabbing at wine bottles]

[bottles smash]

[Ada] Fucking shit.

Siri, where's reception?

[porn plays from the laptop]

[women and men groan]

[groaning quickens]

[classical music plays outside]

[classical music
blares from the stereo inside]

[wind gently howls]

[car horn honks]

[pushing through bushes]

[groaning]

[waves slam against the rocks]

[wind rages over the surf]

[wind howls]

[ocean rumbles]

[heavy rain falls]

Ah...

[painful ringing sound]

Shit.

[sighing]

Can I help you, mate!?

Oh, shit. Sorry!

Sorry, I...

I thought you were
just sitting or something.

It’s all good.

You can look now.

Mind sharing that umbrella?

Yeah.

Fucking cold, aye?

Shit. Sorry...

I’m Ada.

What are you doing here?

I locked myself out of the house,
but I'm staying at my mum's nearby.

Why have you got a wine glass?

Mind going inside for a sec?

So, who are you?

Josh.

Do you want a drink or something?

Bit early for that, but sure!

I meant tea or coffee?

Aw, yeah. Coffee will work.

Nice set up you got here, just you?

[horn blows]

Yeah. People don't like me much either.

Any sugar?

[footsteps hurry away]

Excuse me.

[rain billows down on the roof]

Fuck me.

Your coffee's in
the kitchen, if you don't mind?

Can I?

Can you?

Der.

[chord plays out of tune]

[tunes guitar]

[playing chords]

What exactly do you do again, Josh?

[guitar bangs on the floor]

You know that the more
music you listen to,

the more likely you are to be depressed.

- Can we please go back into the kitchen?
- [The Entertainer plays]

Might be one of those
chicken or the egg things, but...

Depressed people like music.

Or music makes people depressed.

Either way, you're probably depressed.

It stopped.

Still the intro, dude.

The rain stopped.

Can you please stop touching things?

Dude, I don’t have rona. Chill.

Yeah, cool.

Guess I probably can't
borrow any of these, anyway?

No.

Oh, also! I don’t suppose you would...

have a ladder I could borrow?

Forgot my keys.

Fuck, yeah! It's open.

Righto.

See ya!

[bats screeching]

Tom's found some
weird brandy, can he drink it?

Yeah. Go for it.

That brandy is fine, Tom.

So, just while I've got you on your own.

Not tonight.

Come on, Josh.

I just want to talk about a deadline.

You just keep pushing it back.

I don't think I've given myself one.

It was meant to be
two months and then a year.

Now it's been two.

What are you doing here?

I don't have to do anything, Jess.

[Jess scoffs]

That's brave to say at your age.

I'm sure the royalties are drying up...

[folk music lightly plays from a stereo]

[indistinct chatter outside]

First it was the fires.

Then there was lockdown.

Just fucking come home.

Jess, I'm fine.

[screen door slams at a distance]

Who's that?

No one.

Evening!

Oh, hey!

How's it going?

Ah, you know...

It's going.

I'm Jess!

Josh’s sister.

Me, Ada.

Jess.

What are you doing tonight, Ada?

Ah... heaps.

Well, we're just having some drinks here

if you want to join us?

You suck.

Is that allowed yet?

I think we'll be right.

Grab my keys!

[mocking laughter]

[Jess] Ada, this is Tom.

Hello, Ada.

Hello.

Oh, do you want me to put on a mask?

Oh, no. I just didn't
want to be rude, I guess?

Nah, nah. You’re all good.
We're inside. It's fine.

Have a seat.

Now, Ada would you like
a drink that isn't suspicious old brandy?

I’d love a red?

Brandy, it is!

Oh, not pouring me one?

I think you've had enough.

So are you’s just visiting or something?

We just came down from Sydney.

Figured we should make a dash
for it since the borders are open and

spend some money here.

Yeah. It's just so beautiful out here.

I would have loved to have
done my lockdown at the beach.

I actually just got in a few days ago.

From where?

Melbourne.

Melbourne?

It's all good, you guys.

Got the brain swab before
I got here, so should be all sweet.

No issues at the border?

Nah, got through on compassionate grounds.

All right.

How long's that lockdown been going?

About six months.

Six months. How did you manage with that?

Other than being able to go
outside for more than an hour...

Studying online was pretty shit.

Being locked inside kind of sucks.

So I figured I'd sneak
down into mum's rental.

What do you study?

Music.

Oh, that's great. Which uni you at?

Oh, nah. Me too dumb for uni.

Got a scholarship for TAFE, but.

Oh, that's great.

Know the difference between uni and TAFE?

Why don’t you tell us?

Well, at uni, they explain to
you why it's important to wash your hands

after you go to the toilet.

At TAFE, they just tell you not to piss
on your fucking hands in the first place.

[Tom bursts into laughter]

10 points for Gryffindor!

[punk music plays]

Okay, cheers. Let’s go.

Cheers.

Aw, yeah.

Whooh!

Where’s your wine glasses?

Two wine glasses please, Josh!

Josh!?

I’m just gonna go help Josh.

Don't have too much fun.

Thank you, Tom.

You’re very welcome.

Going a little hard there, Tom.

Some people prefer drunk Tom.

Some people like drunk Tom.

Some people are drunk Tom.

You're on holiday.

[Tom] Love you.

I got another one...

Why do men make more music than women?

Do they?

Ding, ding.

Well, there’s a clear
difference between dudes and chicks

in the output of music, right?

Every course you do,
it's 10 to 1 smelly boys.

Well, the barriers of
that industry are enormous.

Well, dudes definitely aren’t
more artistic, creative or even musical.

It's because dudes play
music to make chicks like them.

Because they suck.

It’s just another pathetic
way for dudes to try and pick up.

[Jess] To pick up?

What about? I don’t know, to make art.

Name any other art,
where the artist peaks at 19.

Most musos just weren’t good
enough at footy, so they picked up a bass.

So why do women write music?

Well, some chicks are
definitely in a band to get laid.

But it's probably

because most of them
have something meaningful to say.

Well, I've got a feeling
there's no point arguing with you.

Thank you.

On that note,

I think we're gonna call it a night.

What are you talking about?

Oh, sorry. Didn’t notice you there.

The rest of us are
just having a conversation.

You're talking at us.

Not to us.

No one cares about your bullshit.

Jeez, someone missed their nap.

And someone missed their cue.

Read the room, mate.

Yeah, let's call it a night.

[Waves wash against the shore]

[spitting and coughing]

[groaning]

[Ada] Sort your life out, Ada.

Anyway, thanks for having us.

Sorry it was so short.

[Josh] It’s all good.

[front door slams]

[Jess] Here he is.

Ooft. Hello!

Jesus.

Either your psycho
neighbour gave me corona

or I’m hung over...

but I like it.

Guess I'm driving, then?

Yep!

[Josh] See ya, Tom.

[sighs]

Just listen.

We both lost someone.

I didn't expect I'd have to lose you too.

Sort your shit out and come home.

How about some social distancing?

I'll be in touch.

[Jess] That's the last time
you’re getting pissed this trip.

See ya!

[car pulls away]

[some twigs snap nearby]

[wind howls]

[Ada] Hey!

Jesus!

I wanted to ask you something.

Don't do that.

Sorry.

Josh, can I ask you something?

What?

You know how you just have

heaps of gear sitting
in your house and that?

Yeah.

[Ada] Well...

I've written a couple of
songs, and I was wondering

if you'd be willing to
help me record them?

No.

Why not?

Because I don't want to.

I’ll pay ya 500 bucks?

700?

800. And that was
really tough for me to ask,

so stop being a dick.

1,200 bucks.

Get fucked.

Fine!

You actually have $1,200?

Yes! Fuck! That's so much money, dude.

But I want to hear
the music before I decide, though.

Yeah, whatever.

And that'll be $100.

$100 just to hear it?

Yep. It'll be a down payment.

Otherwise, it'll be for wasting my time.

Why 1,200?

To pay for the van.

1,200 for that?

Yeah, because I need a pink slip.

And then if that doesn't pass,
then I'm going to need a blue slip

and it’ll go under the pits.

Then it's up to the mechanic

how much he wants to charge
me for all the problems that it's got.

Needs a new battery, needs new tyres.

There's rust all over it.

Won’t pass rego with all that rust.

Whatever!

Sweet. So let's do it.

Sure.

Like, let's do it now.

Sweet. I'll go grab my guitar.

[tuning the guitar]

It's in tune.

Might just go to the bathroom first.

Ada, start playing.

Fine, fine. Fuck me, right.

3, 2, 1...

[thunder rumbles in the distance]

You actually wrote that?

Finished a bit quick?

I haven't quite
figured out the ending yet.

So, what do you think?

Musically, it's pretty ordinary.

But your lyrics aren't bad

and you have a nice voice.

That's nice. So you’ll help?

Probably not.

You gotta be fucking kidding me.

Look, it's just not
the type of music I’m into

And I know from experience
that’ll make the process way too hard.

[sighs]

Josh, all I wanted to do
this year was move to Melbourne

and make some fucking music.

That obviously can't happen.

And I'm in the middle of nowhere

during a fucking pandemic

and your studio is just sitting here.

And I really need it.

Look, dude. My life kind of sucks.

And I don't want to have to beg you,
but please, I'm begging you.

Fine.

Really?

Sure.

But if we're doing this,
please don't waste my time.

And don't try to annoy me.

100%. Promise I will not try to annoy you.

Should be like, shake hands or something?

No. We're good.

Cool.

So when do we start?

Tomorrow, I guess.

Say 9:30?

Sounds like a plan.

Have you got that cash?

[woman on radio] When I looked around,

there was a wall of fire burning
behind me.

[woman on radio] It was...
it just hit so bloody hard.

[woman on radio] We ran to the beach
and hid... and just hoped for the best.

[Josh] I haven't put the new one in yet.

Yeah, the old...

The old ones...

I'm just wondering
which one to take off first.

Negative or the positive?

Okay. Yep, yep.

Yeah, I don’t... yeah...

Big help, mate. Cheers.

Drunken prick.

[woman on radio] First
it was the fires and now it’s lockdown.

[woman on radio] What
else can our community take?

[doorbell rings]

[Josh] Just a sec.

[Josh] Lauren.

Check your phone, Josh.

I might need a shower.

[Lauren] No you don't.

[cycling through
snare sounds on the laptop]

[playback glitches]

[cycling through bass drums]

[plays a tune on the unamped bass]

Where the fuck is she?

Fucking dog.

[sniffs]

[playing with the drum kit]

[something breaks and falls]

Two metres.

I was literally in here yesterday,
singing without a mask on.

Literally doesn't make any fucking sense.

So, like...

Do you know what I mean?

Yeah, I think so.

Just kind of feels dumb to play them
same chords again after the first chorus.

Kind of want this song
to keep growing or changing.

Build on that percussion a bit, maybe?

It's pretty crowded already.

You can change up the chords a little bit,
make them a bit more interesting?

Oh, cool.
They're not interesting are they?

It's C, D, G, E-minor.

C, D, G, E-minor.

C, D, G, E-minor.

It's pretty dull, dude.

Maybe after the first chorus

you could\ probably change up the voicing
a bit in them?

My voice?

Just like, open up the chords a little.

Change a few of the intervals.

Josh.

What the fuck is an interval?

Really?

Really.

An interval’s just two different notes

and that relationship.

Chords are sets of intervals.

Alright.

Now I’m a drummer but
this is how I make sense of it.

So, you’re playing
regular old majors and minors?

[Ada] Yeah.

So you got G, happy. C, happy.

E minor, sad.

It's pretty dull.

But if we change up the intervals a bit.

Add a seventh.

A ninth.

An eleventh.

It just makes it sound
heaps more interesting.

- [keyboard plays]
- Now is that chord just happy?

Or is that chord just sad?

[Ada] It’s not telling you what to feel.

Exactly.

Anyway, I don’t play the keys.

Can I please take this off now?

[sighs]

Oi, that laptop’s disgusting.

Do you mind grabbing
the hand sanitizer and giving it a wipe?

[ambient music plays]

For this track,
we're just going to do the bass.

That's the amp.

[Ada] That's not an amp.

[Josh] It's a little one.

[Ada] Go muscles.

Can you grab one of
those mic stands, please?

[Ada] Do I actually just pick one up?

Just grab it and bring it over here.

[Ada] Okay.

[Ada] Stunning.

[stand slams to the ground]

[Ada laughs]

So undo that.

[Ada] Aw, you fuck. This?

You right?

Also, why do you have a cowbell?

[knocking over a drum stand]

[cowbell ringing]

[Josh] C major seven.

Really heavy.

And then to G major.

Add nine.

Can we please do something else now?

Put your finger there.

Start with the G.

[Ada] What is that?

- [Ada] Is that a G?
- [Josh] That’s G.

Yep. Start there and
then you’re gonna come down.

You can bring it down to there.

And that's, that's C.

You can’t even hear it but?

[Josh] When I turn
the amp on, you will hear it.

Oh, alright.

[Josh] Come back up to the G.

So, G.

A.

How long is this going to take?

It's three songs, yeah?

Yeah. Or, like, four... ish

Well, really depends on how
organised you are on your end.

But hopefully no
longer than a week, though.

Awesome.

Well, not much to do down here.
Is there anything you want me to work on?

Your timing.

Your pitch.

Sometimes when
there's a click track behind you,

you do this ‘click, clack’ sound.

Try and do that, without that sound.

You can hold down the chords a bit harder.
They seem to buzz.

Because you’re not
pressing down hard enough.

Just be careful not to
spit on the mics so much.

They're expensive.

Maybe your posture,

because you kind of look a bit
weird when you're holding the guitar.

But mainly your timing.

Get yourself a metronome or something.

Don’t have a metronome.

Just get one on your phone.

Don’t have a phone.

Okay. If I lend you something, you've
got to be really, really careful with it.

Fingers crossed.

[metronome clicking]

Presto.

Gravy...

Grave.

[slurring] Larghetto...

[slurring] Assai...

Presto.

[metronome restarts]

[vomiting]

[groaning]

[vomiting]

[moaning]

[kookaburras laugh]

[groaning]

[kookaburras laugh outside]

[porn blares from the laptop]

[kookaburras laughing]

[Ada] Shut up!

[solemn bird calls]

[light ambient music plays]

[screaming]

Get off me!

Ah!

[screaming]

[classical music plays from the radio]

[Josh] Oh, God.

Fucking moron.

Morning.

It's noon.

Yeah, whatever.
I wrote some new ideas down.

Bit busy at the moment.

It's about to start raining,
so I guess you're finishing up anyway.

[thunder rumbles]

Brought you a present.

Figured it might make recording more fun.

I'm not drinking with you, Ada.

Well it was worth a shot, anyway.

Here's my new ideas.

What's this?

What do you mean?

Ah, what am I looking at?

It's tab.

Do people still make tab?

You know most
musicians can't read music anyway.

What?

[it thunders and rains outside]

What?

That's fine. Just listen.

I can't believe how
good this sounds already.

Stop talking and listen to it.

What the fuck, dude? That's amazing.

You fully saved it.

Woah, that was really loud. Sorry.

Rather than just another big chorus.

I think it works better if it's
all stripped back at the end, there.

[Ada] For sure.

Also, how come my
vocals don't suck anymore?

Well, that was pretty hard.

So I had to like,

I don't know, I just made it work.

You sure did.

So were you like, a big deal?

I’d stalk you but I don’t have a phone.

I don't know, Ada.

Did you do tours?

Yeah.

Here or overseas?

Both.

Did you have fans?

Oh, my God. You fucking did.

Ada, it's not as glamorous as you think.

It's a lot of time spent in dingy hotels.

The back seat of vans.

You're away from everything at home.

You miss out on a lot.

That's what I'm counting on.

Just seems like such
a crazy coincidence, you know

having you and all this next door to me.

Came here expecting to be
wanking my way out of hangovers,

but it's like I finally get
the chance to make something special.

Who says it’s special?

Me.

And what's so special about this?

Better music than this
has never seen the light of day.

And shitter music does every day,
I give myself every chance.

That's because
you don't know what you're doing.

A 20-year-old that thinks they're a genius
isn't as unique as you think, Ada.

Let's get back to work.

[punk music plays]

[thunder cracks]

Ugh, that's chat!

Noice.

‘A 20-year-old that thinks they’re
a genius isn’t as unique as you think?’

Well, neither is a washed up musician
telling you something you already know.

Yeah, I should’ve said that.

Oh, hey. It's me.

Josh.

You know the thing about music is?

You're a bit shit.

[spits into sink]

It’s me, Josh. Hey girl? How ya goin?

How ya goin?

How ya goin?

I’m like, the strong silent type.

Look so cool in my flanno.

You’re sounding a bit flat there, Ada.

This one is a, G major neutral zero.

What does that even fucking mean, cunt?

[pop music plays]

[music swells]

[music swells]

[thunder rumbles]

- [groovy music plays]
- [Josh laughs]

I don’t get it, Josh!

So, y-e-s spells...?

Yes.

So what does e-y-e-s spell?

E-yes?

I don't get what's so funny.

Okay, okay.

So, y-e-s spells...?

Yes.

And e-y-e-s spells?

E-y-e-s...

E-yes!

[laughter]

It spells ‘eyes’.

Oh, you got me.

So, I'm going back to New Zealand.

Oh, yeah. What for?

Like... to live there.

I just got the travel exemption approved.
I can do quarantine at the farm.

It's pretty nice.

Wow. That's massive news.

Just being here for the fires

and then COVID.

I'm just pretty over it.

It's like, 11 years since I've been back.

How good.

A bit of a surprise, but that's awesome.

And speaking of surprises...

I'm going to have a baby.

I'm preggers.

Congratulations, Lauren.

Yeah. Sorry.

Of course.

Congratulations.

Thank you.

I always wanted to be a mum.

So, is it?

Not 100% certain, but...

Sorry, I didn't... I didn't expect this.

It's what happens when
you cum in someone, Josh.

Sorry.

I didn't mean to spook you.

I actually wasn't even going to tell you.

It’s something
that I want to do on my own.

On your own?

On my own.

I don't know what I'm
supposed to do, Lauren.

I don't have any money.

But I could try to.

Josh, I’ve obviously considered it

and I want it this way.

I mean, I obviously haven't considered it.

But if you wanted, I could...

Could what?

I don't want a boyfriend

or a booty call or
whatever you're supposed to be.

I want to be a mum.

Do you want a cuppa?

Yeah.

Nah, I'm good. Thank you.

Fucking idiot.

[Ada] Sorry, can I hear it back again?

[groan]

You can stop it now.

Is this song dumb?

It's just like, what the fuck
am I talking about, you know?

I don't know, Ada.

It just fucking seems superficial, dude.

‘Look at me, I got dumped!’

It's just like, immature.

It is.

Lol. Fair.

I just want it to be
more genuine or something.

What I was singing about
wasn't romantic. It was embarrassing.

So what do you want to do?

Oh, I wonder if it's
pointless? If it's shallow?

What if singing about how
shit I feel isn't gonna fix anything.

Ada, we're pretty far into this

and I can't change the problems
that you're worried about.

I just want it to be as
good as it can be, Josh.

Yeah. And I've already spent
more time on this than I wanted to.

Let's come back to this one.

We also need to redo your guitar
and vocals in the second track anyway.

We have to redo it. Why?

Well, it turns out your guitar
was out of tune the whole time.

So then you sung to that.

So now your vocals are out too.

Bullshit.

Sure is.

I’ll go set up the mics,
if you wanna grab your guitar?

I can’t.

What do you mean?

I fucked it.

You fucked it.

There's a hole in it.

You fucked a hole in it.

Fuck, man. I broke it.

Now there’s a big hole in the back of it.

I’d ask what happened,
Ada but I bet you probably don't remember.

Are you looking for
an excuse to fuck this up?

No.

Are you sure?

I've known a few pissheads before,
Ada and they're pretty consistent.

It's my dad's guitar, Josh.

He's had it since he was
my age and now I’ve busted it.

I'm a lot more upset
about this than you are. Trust me.

Do you want to go punch some darts?

Yes, please.

[wind rustles through the trees]

[Ada] Was it scary?

[Josh] It's a bushfire.

Go on? Details, dude.

I don't know, it's big and loud.

Gets pretty hot.

Vivid imagery there, Josh.
You write the lyrics in your band?

Everyone who had to evacuate, right?

The tourists went to
the beach and the locals hung back.

Just in case.

In case what?

In case the fire hit.

That's dumb.

What is?

Well, it’s a fucking bushfire?

What can you do against that?

Well, when a fire’s that close,
all the embers start raining down.

And if it wasn't for Karen
hosing down the big pine next door,

none of this block would be here.

I wouldn't call it dumb.

What happened when it reached the town?

When it got here, the firies did too.

Those legends held
it back until the southerly came.

What's that?

The direction of the wind.

Just before noon, the southerly came in.

Stopped the fire in its tracks.

How lucky.

Wouldn’t call it luck.

That same wind pushed
the fire into the towns up north.

They were devastated.

And then the pan-fucking-demic.

Testing times.

Was the booze a recent thing?

Nah, been boozing since I was a kid.

A kid?

Yeah.

Mum's a drunk, so it wasn't hard.

Ever tried to stop?

Not really.

Why not?

I know getting drunk is bad, but...

being alone is way more fun

and being social’s way fucking easier.

Being drunk’s the only time I feel normal.

Why would I stop that?

How about breaking your dad's guitar?

Why don't you take a break for
a little bit until we finish the music?

Sorry, I don't wanna make it a big deal.

It's not.

Just take a break and I'll fix the guitar.

Are you bribing me?

I think so.

You'd actually fix the guitar?

Yeah.

So, what do you reckon?

Yeah, whatever.

Is that a yes?

Sure.

I haven't shaken hands in a while...

Now you got the rona, dude.

Thanks, Josh.

Don't thank me.

I won't have to deal with
you being hung over anymore.

[Ada] Just a little bit more bass.

[metronome clicking]

Little more.

A little bit more.

Fucking perfect.

[music plays]

[Josh] I thought lockdown
would've helped with the tunes.

[Josh] The sheer amount of free time.

[Ada] Well first
lockdown was kind of productive,

but the second one was an absolute fizzer.

It's not very motivating
when every day is the exact same.

Actually, I did hook up with my
best mate at the start of lockdown.

But then she shagged my other best mate.

So fuck me, right?

Wah-wah.

Well, that's a bummer.

Yeah. Pretty lame.

At least it gave me
something to write about, but.

Can I take over? You're too slow.

Sure.

[metronome plays]

Have you fed the turtles?

Yes, Josh. I’ve fed the turtles.

Go back to sleep.

Fucking turtles...

[sighs]

[radio news report]
Melbourne is heading back into lockdown.

[radio news report] The number of
hospitalised patients in Victoria

is nearing record highs,

and 5 million people will be returning

to stage three restrictions...

- Morning!
- Oh!

Hahaha!

You have a decent sleep?

I woke up around noon,
so I'm running a bit behind.

Oh, also!

These are the tracks?

Yep.

So what are we doing this arvo?

I've actually made plans.

Plans? What plans?

I'm meeting up with a friend.

You don't have any friends.

Is this like,
a friends with benefits sort of thing?

No, Ada.

Cool. So I can come then?

Dude, I’d love a night off.

You're not going to
bomb it like last time, are ya?

I wouldn’t say I bombed it.

I won’t.

I'm actually a bit of a sick cunt, bro.

Alright.

But you promise
you're not going to be a pest?

Pinky swear.

And I'll stamp it.

Well, I've got a couple more
hours here if you want to meet at five,

Sounds good.

[local man] Sure,
it's all downhill that way love!

[local man sighs]

But he’s going...

Took your time.

Sorry, I had to clean my fanny.

Just kidding.

I had to do something.

[car engine struggles]

I thought I was gross!

Why do you have a bike in here?

Might need it.

You’re in a car.

[car engine struggles]

I thought you fixed ya car?

Still fixing it.

Sounds pretty shit, bro.

[engine starts]

[Josh] Dude, put your seatbelt on.

Oh, I nearly forgot!

What's that?

It's a classic. Trust.

[The Entertainer plays]

[Josh groans]

Bro, this is the fucking tune.

What are you talking about?

People still burn CDs?

Yeah, it’s easy as.

All you need is an external disk drive

and then you just
take the files off YouTube,

but because
the volume of every file’s different,

you just have to
readjust it and then re-export it.

Dude! Put your seatbelt on.

Sorry.

Oh my God.

What? What is it?

Someone has a secret!

Put it down.

[silly noises]

Put it down!

Oh my God. Okay. I'll stop.

It's chill.

[Ada bursts into laughter]

I will turn this car around!

Oh my God, chill.

[rock music plays]

[indistinct chatter]

This is fancy, isn't it?

You're not going to check in?

No phone, doofus.

Hey, baby!

There he is.

[awkward noises]

Give us a cuddle ya big throbber!

And who’s this lovely lady, Josh?

[Josh] Sorry, Pete. This is Ada.

- [Pete] Lovely to meet you, Ada
- [Ada] Oh, you too babe.

Alright! I'll get us a table

and you lazy
motherfuckers get us some drinks.

Easy. I'll grab us a round.

[Pete] How you doing, bro?

Hey. How you doing?

[bartender] Oh, g’day. Sorry,
just table service only at the moment.

Yeah, totally.

Just want to sneak a little cheeky shot.

[bartender] Yeah, love.
And I don't want to get a $10,000 fine

because some blow-in wants
to fuck about with the COVID rules.

[waitress speaks indistinct Spanish]

[bartender] Table service only, love.

Got it.

[waitress] Hola, chicos.
Have you done the check-in?

[Pete] Yeah. All sorted.

Great. So what would we like today?

Maybe just a beer, thanks.

I was thinking maybe a bottle, mate?

I’m in the mood for a few, I think.

Sure.

A bottle of the savvy b please, love.

Great. And yourself?

Not sure.

[indistinct whispering]

I thought you went drinking?

I think I can handle a small one.

Thanks, dad.

I’ll just get a pot of gold.

We don’t do pots.

Oh, sorry. I just got in from Melbourne,

so I'm still trying to
figure out the beers up here.

Melbourne?

I'll just get a Coke, then.

[waitress] Thank you.

[waitress mutters in Spanish]

[Josh] Anyway!

You were talking about your dad's place?

Yeah. All the paperwork’s sorted.

Builders are ready to go, but nothing
can go ahead and until this plague’s over.

What are we talking about?

My dad’s farm.

The fires?

The house is still standing,
but the farm’s pretty fucked otherwise.

That sucks, dude.

[Pete] Anyway,
I just want this COVID thing to fuck off

so we can get back to normal.

You know...

Blowing Coke up his cute little arsehole...

[Ada cackles]

Stop it!

[laughing]

Thanks.

Gracias.

Shots?

Of course we're having shots, mate.

I haven't been in a fucking pub for a year

and I'm taking AAs as well.

[punk music plays]

Let's do it, baby.

Let's do it, baby!

Guess the pub was a bad idea.

Cheers, mate.

[Josh] It was...

the bar I was working at!

[Pete] Mate, it was a fucking gig!

[Pete] Anyway, so what’s happened...

[Pete] Didn’t really pay
attention to my surroundings.

Roll back into a big gap where
one of the big speakers was meant to be.

[Josh] Yeah, and I saw it happening

all from the corner of the bar.

[Pete] Next minute, I'm waking up.

I've got this bloke’s
T-shirt around my head.

Got blood spitting out of my ears.

[Josh] And then when the paramedics showed
up, everything went quiet in the room,

[Josh] And then they said,

‘Pete, do you suffer from
any allergies or anything like that?’

[Pete] And I said, ‘Nah, I just suffer
from being a motherfucking gangster.

[laughter]

[rock music plays]

[burps]

Hurry up, bro.

[Pete] Alright! All done.

Where's my fucking chair, mate?

[Josh] Calm down, mate. She’s right here.

[Josh] Where's your mask?

[Pete] Ah, fuck off.

[Pete] You know I hate them.

[Pete] Don't piss on the toilet seat.

[Josh burps]

What happened to your electric chair?

[Pete] Ah, mate. They stopped
making parts for the old girl.

[Pete] They gotta get
a new one shipped in from America.

Who the fuck knows when that’ll be.

Oh, that's a bummer.

[Pete] Life’s stupid and hard, mate.

[Pete] You gotta get used to it.

Oh, the devil's dandruff.

I didn't realise
it was a special occasion.

[Pete] Of course it is!

You’re the only cunt
I know that hasn’t got three kids

or a good behaviour bond.

I’m flattered, Pete.

[snorts]

[coughing]

How about some booger sugar?

I don't know about that, bro.

Come on you skirt.

Don’t act like you’ve
got anything to do tomorrow,

[Pete] Come on...

Meow.

Okay. Fuck it.

There he is. There he is. There he is!

[snorts]

[Pete] Careful, mate.

Good lad.

Fuck. It's been a while
since I got on the nose beers, mate.

[Pete] What?

What do you mean, ‘what’?

Bro...

This is Kellogg’s.

It’s Special K, bro.

Pete, what are you talking about?

This is not coke.

This is ketamine.

[groans]

[Pete] Uh, oh.
I was probably meant to tell you!

Naughty!

Pete, you don't have to
have a long neck to be a goose.

Do ya mate?

Oh...

Nah.

[car approaches]

Oh...

[sighs]

[spitting]

Sweet. Now I'm just pissed again.

[Pete] So we’re calling it,
‘The Golfin Dophin’.

And what? It's a golf course?

Nah. More like mini golf.

For now.

Why not ‘The Pigeon Putt’ or...

[Pete] No!

The Golfin Dolphin.

The Golfin Dolphin.

[gagging]

[Pete] Oh, here he is.

[Josh groans]

Pete. I'm pretty pissed, mate.

[Pete] So,
how do you guys know each other?

We met online.

Stop it.

Stop it!

No, you stop it.

She's staying next door.

And Josh is helping
‘she’ to make some music.

Josh is back on the tools?

How’d ya swing that one?

- All my JobSeeker payments.
- [Pete laughs]

Crazy, right? Musicians have money now.

Pete was actually a DJ too.

Really?

I was a pretty big deal back in the day.

He even opened for Avicii.

And now he's dead.

[scoffing]

No good.

Pretty good for your old resume!

Yeah, yeah. You’re heaps old.

[Ada] I can’t drink, but

[Ada] I'm going to liqour
you up so I can get the Josh goss.

[Pete] Fill me up, baby.

Tell me everything.

You know, I was a bit of
a Casanova back in the day.

[Pete] Even had a bit
of a reputation for himself.

[Ada] Oh. Do tell...

[Pete] Look at him!
He’s a certified hot boy.

[Pete] Successful muso
that looks like him in a beachtown...

[Australian folk song plays]

[conversation fades]

[indistinct chatter]

[Ada] Come on.
How much is this cunt worth?

[Pete] You’d have to ask him that, mate.

[Pete] I have no fucking idea.

[Ada] Any muso, how much are they worth?

[Ada] It’s definitely not
as much as you’re thinking,

But if you’re breaking even,
you’re doing pretty well.

What about successful musicians?

Give it a break, Ada!

Who cares about what someone earns?

I think transparency around
earnings is actually really positive.

Or are you just being a pest?

What's his fucking problem?

Which one?

Seriously dude.

You’re his mate.
Why is he so fucking difficult?

Funny. I'm the difficult one.

Yes, Josh.
I literally pay you to be nice to me

and you still treat me like shit.

Maybe you do need a drink.

And maybe you can go back to perving

that lady across the bar and
we'll keep having a conversation.

You washed-up dickhead.

[scoffs]

Well, that escalated quickly.

[indistinct voices]

[indistinct chatter]

Dude, I need a fucking shot.

[bartender] Fair enough.

[bartender] Cheers.

[spits]

[Pete groans]

[Pete] Bruz, I'm fucked.

How are you going home?

I’ll just roll, mate.
Be trouble with the old lady, though.

[indistinct shouting from car]

Sorry. Was doing a shit.

[Pete laughs]

You right to get home?

Yeah, just gonna roll.

Not my first rodeo, baby.

All right. Come here ya big throbber.

[Pete] Good to see ya.

[Josh] Good to see you, too.

Alright, love ya’s.

[Josh] Love you.

See ya.

Fuck. Some takeaways too.
You’re really rubbing it in, aye?

How are we getting home?

Yeah, no. I don't have my licence, dude.

You gotta be fucking kidding me.

[Josh] Plan B it is.

[Ada] This is dumb.

You wanna take it in turns or something?

No. I need to sober up.

I think you need a break, dude.

[Josh gags]

Oh my God!

Josh, sit down!

Oh my God, cunt.

[Ada laughs]

[distant thunder rumbles]

[Ada] Do you know what this is?

[Josh] A heart?

Why would a love heart be upside down?

Is it an upside-down love heart?

No.

I give up.

Well, I'm not going to explain it to you.

Yes, you are.

Anyway! This symbol
popped up in the Indus Valley.

One of the oldest civilizations.

No one really knows what it means,

but it's probably
something to do with love.

Or like, connected to
making babies or something.

Meaning?

What?

That, my friend, is a pair of balls.

No way.

Yes, way.

Or it could also be boobs or a bum

but I like balls.

Ada likes balls.

Josh loves balls.

So why did you get into music?

Because it sounds good.

Seriously, Josh,

It's a serious answer.

Well, why do you do it?

Ada, most people don't
care about why they do something.

They just do it.

Honestly, most people
don't think about themselves

as much as you do.

[burps]

Sorry. I mean that in a good way, Ada.

You question yourself.

You worry about who you are.

Well...

Thought I was a pest?

And me a washed-up loser, right?

Music was fun!

And I loved playing.

And in bands,
there’s this collaborative energy that’s

that’s hard to replicate.

But, when it's clicking...

It's magic.

So why'd you stop?

It got to the point where

it was pretty demanding.

It was taking up a lot of my time

and I missed out on a lot.

[Ada] Off touring the world.

What could you possibly miss out on?

My little brother.

Oscar.

I was off touring

when I could have been here.

And I wasn't.

And now he's gone.

Have you heard of cognitive bias?

No.

80% of people think they're above average.

That's funny.

The funniest part,

is that the worse
you are at something, as well,

you’re more likely to
think you're the best at it.

Even musicians.

Fucking oath. I'm 50% sure I'm an idiot.

I mean, you don't even like my songs.

I don't ‘not like’ them.

I just really don't care.

Cheers, bro.

How do your songs change

anything about who you are?

Is it the stage?

Or the fans?

Without it,

what are ya?

[Ada] What are you doing?

[grunting]

You’re not serious, are you?

[Josh] Okay!

Josh?

[Josh] Here we go!

Oh my God!

What are you doing?

[Josh] Get in the water!

No. You're fucking cooked, bro.

Come on ya sook.

How cold is it?

It's not that bad.

Fuck it.

Whooh!

[Ada] Shit! Fuck.

[Ada] Fuck. Where are you?

[rain pours as a storm passes over]

[phone vibrates]

[vibrating stops]

[washing dishes]

[phone vibrates]

Hey Jess. What's up?

[Jess] Oh, there he is.

Yeah, I just got home.

What’s going on?

[Jess] Are you free for a chat?

[Jess] I’ve got a bit of news.

I'm listening.

[Jess] Well...

[Jess] So...

[Jess] Tom and I are having a baby.

A baby.

[Jess] I’m gonna be a mum.

That’s great news.

[Jess] Thank you.
It’s all pretty exciting and crazy.

How far along?

[Jess] Um... A few months?

[Jess] Maybe 18 weeks?

18 weeks?

Why didn't you tell me when you were here?

[Jess] I could have.

[Jess] Nearly did.
But you’re not meant to tell people and

[Jess] I was just
making sure he was all healthy.

He?

[Jess] Yeah.

[Jess] Little Oscar.

[Jess] Tom actually got bullied by a kid
called Oscar so I had to convince him...

[sobbing]

[Jess] Hello? Josh?

[Jess] Are you there?

No. I'm here.

Sorry, the reception's awful here.

[Jess laughs]

[Jess] Pretty good news, hey?

That's great news.

No, I'm really happy for you.

[Tom] Honey, I’m home!

[Jess] Hey, Tom!

[sobbing]

[Tom] Congratulations, Uncle Josh.

[Jess] That’s right, Uncle Josh.

Tell me everything.

Well, we’ve told Tom’s family
and now everyone’s coming tomorrow...

Got it.

[Josh] One more, I reckon.

Could be a bit tidier in the middle.

I’ve done it 10 times.

Can’t you just put the good parts
together like you did with the vocals?

I don't want to tidy up a sloppy
part if you can just do it better.

[guitar plays]

[chords play out of tune]

Alright. Let's take a break.

How's your arm?

It's nothing. It just gets cramps.

No, not your hand.

How’s your arm?

What about it?

Well, a hand with
your calluses shouldn't be cramping up

holding down a chord.

Can I take a look?

Sure.

Ugh...

You could’ve washed it, mate.

Jesus Christ.

Ew.

Is it alright if I change the bandage?

Yeah, sure.

[Josh] It’s a pretty serious cut.

The stitching is all good.

[Josh] Cool. Give me a sec.

[light ringing rises in the silent space]

[footsteps approach]

Does it still hurt?

Not really.

It just jars up if I play for too long.

Damage to the flexor
muscle will mess with that a bit.

[Josh] Cool.

Can you open and close your hand?

Sweet. It looks good.

Do you wanna have
a break? Go for a quick walk?

Kind of wanted to have a chat?

Yeah, sure.

[waves crash as the surf swells]

You’re making me nervous.

What did you wanna talk about?

Looks like I'm heading back to Sydney.

Really?

Obviously pretty overdue, but...

Yeah, I'm heading back.

Awesome.

When?

Well, yeah. I guess that's
what I wanted to talk to you about.

I finished up with the van,
so I'm ready to cruise off ASAP.

You were fixing it, so you could leave?

Anyway. I just wanted to make sure
we were on the same page with the music.

Obviously I won't have time
to finish the mix before I go, so...

We'll have to finish it by
correspondence or something?

Yeah.

Whatever works.

And today I thought
we’d just go through it all

and try to figure
out a plan going forward.

Fuck. I mean, good for you

but that kind of sucks.

[wind rises]

It's funny.

I always thought I'd
end up being some big star.

I thought doing this with you would help.

Well if you shoot an arrow
and it goes real high, good for you.

But it's about trying
your best. Really trying.

I'm sick of trying.

Well, what options you got?

Maybe I don't.

That's not fair.

I tell you the best
news I've had in a long time

and you dump this shit on me.

This isn't about you.

It's not all about you either, mate.

[waves crash as the wind rages]

[wind rages]

[thunder breaks as the sea rumbles]

Ada.

Ada, it's Josh.

Ada!

Ada!

Shit.

[banging]

Ada, I am inside your home.

Hello?

Ada?

- [porn plays loudly from the headphones]
- Jesus.

Oh my God. Oh, I'm so sorry.

Get out!

[Josh] Fuck. Sorry, sorry, sorry.

Ugh...

[Josh] Sorry!

Gross.

[Ada] Go outside.

I'll be outside.

[Ada] Ugh!

[Ada] Well, this is awkward.

I'm so sorry, Ada.

I shouldn't have gone into your house.

You're a bit of a bit of
a sicko. But that's all right.

Pretty funny, though.

I don't think anyone’s seen
me pissing and masturbating before.

Sorry, I shouldn't have
stormed off at the beach.

I was just scared that...

After Oscar died and I came here.

Things were bad.

I used to swim out as far as I could

and try to think of a reason to swim back.

It gets easier.

It never gets easy, but it gets easier.

I don’t want you to stop trying, Ada.

Thanks, Josh.

I think I just needed to have a wank!

I'll be right, though.

Gonna stick it out for a little while yet.

[Josh] You’re the worst.

- [waves roll in gently]

- [seagulls flyby screeching]

[van approaches]

Van sounds a lot better.

Yeah, I'm pretty happy with it.

Get over yourself.

What are you up to?

Just trying to make
friends with a Rosella.

Fair enough.

Actually, before I forget.

Here it is.

Oh, sick. Go on!

How good a catch are ya?

How good a throw are ya?

Ah! Where did that go!?

Yew!

Ha ha ha ha ha!

So that's everything?

[Josh] Yep. That's everything.

[Josh] That's all
the recordings, all the stems.

You sure you're okay
to finish it on your own?

Yeah, figure I should get my hands dirty.

Speaking of dirty, you probably
should have cleaned up that USB first.

That's a lot of porn on there, Ada.

Yeah, I know.

So what are your plans once it's finished?

I don't know.

Now that it’s done,
I kind of wanna write something else.

That's usually how it goes.

How long are
you planning to stick around for?

No idea.

You're going to be all right, Josh.

I hope so.

You'll be sweet.

Well, if I don’t see you before you go.

Take care.

You too.

You're definitely one of a kind, Ada.

Yeah, I know.

See ya.

See ya!

See ya!

See ya!

Stop saying ‘see ya’.

See ya!

[van starts and drives away]

[The Entertainer plays]

[music fades]

[thunder and rain]

[it rains down heavily on the roof]

[guitar plays]