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Apparently there's another protest in
the city this weekend.

How long before they realise it's a
complete fucking waste of time?

Do you reckon it's our duty to attend at
least one of these in our lifetime?

Fuck. Hi.

Sorry.

Okay.

Oh, sorry, I'm not, by the way.

Zoe.

I've actually been to a few of those.

Yeah? Yeah, they're a really good cause.

Our traffic-stopping antics will become
annoying enough that I have to do

something in the end.

Yeah, see, I just don't know about that.

Yeah? No.

Well, if all else fails, it's a great
place to meet women.

It was nice to meet you.

So I just met Zoe.

Oh, yeah? How'd that go?

Yeah, fine.

Good, I think.

I think she thought I was you.

She was talking about a rally in the
city.

Yeah, she hates that.

Well, I told her they're a really good
cause.

And a great place to meet women.

What did she say to that?

I don't know.

I walked away.

Nice.

Although incredibly true, she still
won't go.

It's just not her thing.

Really? What does every gay person
think?

Apparently not.

I think that's what I like most about
her.

What? That she doesn't go to rallies?

No.

She doesn't do anything like that.

Right, so you don't like supporters of
gay rights?

That's not what I meant.

I can just see her point in certain
ways.

We say we want to stray from
stereotypes, but we do nothing to

diminish them.

I can just see the hypocrisy in her want
to stay away from it, I guess.

Um, Cole, you do realise that you're a
staffing away from being the perfect

lesbian, right?

I'm just saying... What are you saying?

I'm saying... It doesn't matter.

I have to go.

No, I have to. I'm already late.

Will I see you at the party later?

Yep.

See you, okay.

Donny.

Dawson's Creek reruns are on.

And good morning to you too, Carl.

So you had a girl over last night?

Not just a girl.

Yeah, I know. She introduced herself to
me.

Wait.

Nat Nat?

As in the first girlfriend you ever had
and now she's your ex-nat?

Yep. Nat Nat.

Hey, what's this machine?

It's a coffee machine. I found it at
Vinnie's.

Cool. Does it work?

Nope. Don't think so.

Then why did you buy it?

I didn't buy it. I found it on the
street.

So you stole it? I didn't steal it. I
found it on the street.

Why the fuck we lost it on the street?
Oh, fuck.

Making the most of this glorious day.

You know what you're getting yourself
into with Nat, right?

Exes are bad news, man. Nothing good can
come from sleeping with them.

Except an orgasm.

If you're lucky.

Well, it turns out I am lucky.

Ew.

It's too much information. You're
welcome.

And I know what I'm doing, okay? We
discussed it and we're not involved.

It's just a bit of fun. Cool.

All right.

Don't you think you're being just a wee
bit uptight about the whole fucking

thing? Oh, fuck. You know what?
Technically, I can't even be bothered

arguing with you about this, but since
you've made me miss half this episode

anyway... I'm not uptight, Cole. I just
don't get the point, okay?

You know, like, I get sleeping with your
ex.

You know, there's a sense of familiarity
there. You don't have to go through that

whole getting to know the body thing,
right? Which, by the way, is fucking

annoying.

Sex is just so incredibly overrated, you
know? Like, I don't need to feel wanted

by anybody but myself.

See what that does to people.

See what desperation can drive people
to. The people they hook up with just so

they don't feel so fucking alone?

It's revolting, and I vow to never let
it happen to me.

Really? Yeah.

Yeah, so, um, what was Jackie Rollins
all about?

True love?

You dated her for six weeks. You never
made it official, and she treated you

like absolute shit.

She couldn't even speak to you when you
were in the same fucking room. She was

always texting.

What the fuck was that about if not
about feelings? Yeah, okay, you know

what? Jackie was an exception. An
exception that happened two years ago,

right? And, uh, I learnt my lesson, so I
no longer need to feel wanted by

anybody.

And me. Oh, and you.

Speaking of fun, you were coming to that
party tonight, yeah? Yeah.

Good. You know, this episode of Dawson's
almost inspired me to bail on you and

have a Michelle Williams marathon.

Then I realised that'd be kind of lame.

Yeah, it would.

Plus, I hear Frankie is DJing.

She doesn't even DJ Cole. She makes a
playlist on her iPod and pretends to be

on vinyl. It's fucking stupid.

Yeah, but at least she looks good doing
it. She does look quite good. Yeah.

What?

You've got the best shot of anyone on
the team.

Yep.

But are you ready?

I've been preparing for eight years.

But are you ready?

Absolutely.

Yep.

Can I go now?

Okay.

How have you been? Hey, good.

Good.

Yeah, how have you been?

You

guys

might be able to help us out.

Straight Steve here has been asking me
for questions in my bedroom.

Steve, this is Zoe and Cole.

Hey.

So does Steve have a girlfriend?

He does, Lisa.

And is Lisa here tonight or is she at a
party with gay men also?

We would never give away our secrets to
the hedgehogs. No,

Lisa's at work.

And what makes you think you need advice
from a pack of dykes?

A guy could never know a chick. It's
probably like another chicken.

That's such bullshit.

How is it bullshit?

Well, it just is bullshit.

I mean, every guy is threatened by
lesbians taking over the world because

they think we're vagina proof.

Fuck, we're just the same as you.

I mean, just because I like something
doesn't mean every girl is going to like

it. It's just the rule of three.

Oh, never get her started on the rules.

What's the rule of three?

No, it's simple.

No, five sex with a girl.

and make her sleep with me at least
three times.

Well, she can judge my performance, or I
can judge hers. I mean, it doesn't

matter if you're male or female.

You're never going to know somebody's
body straight off the bat.

Considering at least 100% of first-time
sex happens when both parties are

wasted, there's slim to no chance of
being a clean, pleasure-filled

experience. I mean, fuck, most of the
time, it is literally two people

scissoring.

But that doesn't apply to Steve, does
it?

He has a girlfriend, it's not about what
that stands for.

But it's not just about one night
stands.

It's about sex in general.

I mean, all anybody ever has to do is
pay attention to their lover's reaction.

You know, note the way their body moves
when you touch certain parts of their

skin. Do you move faster or slower? Do
they pull themselves in closer?

Do they shake? Do they moan? Are they
guiding you to do something different? I

mean, don't just fucking finger your way
around down there and jackhammer the

shit out of them.

Listen.

But what if you're fucking someone and
they don't make a noise or move or

anything? I don't know. Should I get a
pulse?

I don't know. Okay, I have been with
some girls who don't make any noise at

all. Like, you try everything and they
give you nothing. It's the fucking

worst. It got to point with one girl
where I almost went to the point where

someone was like, do we have any hands
on us? Like, she was still breathing.

Fucking awful.

True that. Or the complete opposite and
your neighbours complain about the noise

and they stand up.

I dated a super long guy once.

We were having sex in my mum's lounge
room.

Shut up.

And the neighbour came over to sort of
check that we were okay.

Noises that invite concern.

I don't know if that's a compliment or
an insult.

I'd say it's definitely a compliment. I
would definitely rather someone loud

than someone who did nothing at all.

It's a pleasure you're giving someone
the best one.

I'll give you that.

to go on a walk with me. Yeah.

Yes, Nat, I would love to go on a walk
with you.

This is a cool lighter.

Oh, thanks.

You can have it if you like.

I've got a heap lying around.

No, seriously.

In the seven years I've smoked, I've
only ever bought a lighter once.

Keep it.

Thanks. You're welcome.

I really miss house parties, you know?

I feel like the minute you hit your
mid-twenties, you just have to become

your parents and host dinner parties
instead.

Which are pretty much a formal style of
house parties, aren't they?

Less people, more political talk.

What?

I mean, don't you miss drinking till you
puke?

Staying round at your mates place at
like five in the afternoon watching

really shit movies and eating ten tubs
of ice cream.

I pretty much still do that.

No, I don't.

No?

I don't know.

I guess I just miss the years when shit
was less complicated.

Like, I don't understand how five years
ago I could meet more people at a house

party than I can now at a bar.

You should have one.

House party? Yeah.

No, fuck no.

No one wants to clear up after that
shit.

Believe me.

Plus, my flatmate would hate it.

So you don't live at home with your
parents?

I moved out when I was 16.

So who do you live with?

A friend of mine, Lauren.

She never ever cleans and leaves her
shit everywhere, but she works out of

town every couple of weeks, so I pretty
much have the house to myself.

Nice. Living the dream, eh?

Yep.

Not really.

What about you? Do you like living with
Cole?

Yeah, man. Nothing beats living with
your best friend.

How long have you guys known each other?

Two years.

Yeah, we met at this shitty
telemarketing job in the city.

Job lasted about a week, but we've been
best mates ever since.

Cute.

You smoke fast.

Life shot.

Probably should get back to the party
anyway, yeah?

Sure.

Sorry. I always forget to turn that
thing off.

Okay.

How long have you been up for? What time
is it?

7.30?

Oh, come back to bed.

See yourself.

Good day for a hangover, eh?

You've obviously pulled up, alright?

What the fuck happened last night?

You were pretty wasted.

God, I know. Kind of all went downhill
after midnight.

Yeah, it did.

Who was that girl you were cosying up
with?

Which one?

The blonde one.

Oh, Laura.

She's going to do my tattoo.

Apparently she's great with colour.

So?

So what? So did you bring her home?

Jesus, how drunk were you?

The four of us got a taxi home. You,

me, Nat and Amy.

Shit, next time you better lay off the
goon birds.

Goodnight though, eh?

Implementing your rule of three with
this one?

What?

Fuck. No, fucking hell, God.

Fuck, how did that even happen?

I have no idea. One minute you were
pushing her away, the next you were all

over her.

Either way, she seemed happy.

I think she's left.

Yeah, we, um... We didn't really have
anything to talk about.

Do you need a lift to the airport
tonight?

No, Nat's got to come.

I can't believe you get to fly halfway
across the country for a hockey

convention of all things.

What day do you get back?

A week from now.

An hour of the beginning, we won't even
have phone reception.

Do you have to bunk with other girls?

Six to a row.

How much hockey do you plan on playing?

Little to none. You are unbelievable.

How many parties are you going to have
while I'm away?

You really need to amp up your social
life. Thanks.

Don't worry. Thanks, babe.

Little tip.

Thanks. Great.

Write it down.

So much wisdom.

It's Nat.

I'm sorry it's so late. That's alright,
come in.

I think I left my phone in Cole's room
and I picked her up. Oh, no problem.

Hey, I'm gonna get a beer.

Do you want one?

Uh, yeah.

Thank you.

Oh, thank you.

So I thought you'd been for another one
tonight.

No rest for the studious.

Oh, this is a stupidly long episode, you
see.

So I hear my efforts to rescue you from
an awkward situation went to waste last

night?

With Amy?

Oh.

No, they didn't go to waste.

I was just... Fuck, I was drunk.

Yeah.

Classic drunken sex.

Was it that bad?

It wasn't bad.

It's just... Not that I remember much of
it.

I just don't normally take people home
from parties.

I see.

So you're a bit of a prude. Not a prude.

I just like protecting my lady garden.

And gardeners who I'm familiar with
surround me because I've said lady

garden. What the fuck are you talking
about? I have no idea.

I'm trying to say I don't like sleeping
with people I haven't had a decent

conversation with.

Okay. So you're an attachable lesbian.

What? An attachable lesbian.

Um, you only... You only like to have
sex with things you're attached to.

Emotionally speaking.

Physically, you're reclusive.

Which is okay.

We need people like you.

Right.

So that would make you a... Oh, there's
no name for it.

Bullshit.

I could be the common cliche and say
that I'm scared of commitment, so

instead use sex as a way of connecting
with people, or... I don't know, that I

was hurt so badly in the past that I
find it hard to trust people.

But I'd be lying.

I just prefer to run with whatever's
happening at the time.

Life's too short to shut yourself off
from the world.

Well, maybe you should teach me your
ways, Yoda.

Then we can both run around being
cliche-free lesbians.

Well, luckily for you, I actually run
classes on a Wednesday evening for

lesbians who wish to become cliche-free.
So you should check it out.

I do not.

I do not.

But you have given me a great business
idea.

Hey, I'm really sorry, but I have to get
back to my essay.

Yeah, no problem.

Hey, do you want to hang out the week
sometime?

Carl normally takes up most of my spare
time, and I have quite a bit of it.

I don't know. I mean, might be a bit
worth the call.

No, I doubt it.

She pretty much told me to get you out
of the house anyway, so... Of course she

did. Yeah, OK, why not?

Um, well, OK, when are you having your
birthday?

Tomorrow.

Fuck.

OK, um...

What about a celebratory drink tomorrow
night?

Sure, that was good.

Cool.

Cool. I'll walk you to the door.

Hey, Zoe.

Oh, hey.

You look like shit.

Thanks.

I was up early this morning finishing
this fucking essay I have to hand in.

Word count?

5,000... Jesus, did you get it? Just.

I can do it all right. I'll know on
Thursday.

Quick turnaround from art. Pretty small
class.

So, early night feast night then?

No, actually. I'm going for a drink with
Nat.

Nat as in Coles Nat?

Yeah, Coles Nat.

That's interesting.

Why is that interesting?

It's not like that, Chris.

No, it's not.

It's just a harmless drink. I mean,
there's no crime in getting along with

your friend's ex, is there?

In the lesbian world, yes. There's
plenty of crime.

Cool. Oh, you know, at least I don't
consider myself part of the lesbian

world then. Have a choice.

See ya. Love you.

Hiya. Hi.

I know, I wasn't sure what you drank, so
I just got you a beer, wine and vodka.

If I didn't know any better, I'd think
you were trying to lick me off.

Thanks.

So, I got my essay in.

Only an hour to stay.

Oh, yeah?

I think you're a bit fine, are we? Well,
I guess I can thank last night's

unexpected interruption for that.

Touche.

So, at least you got it in.

Did you do as much?

I'm only a measly 60% of my entire
grade.

Shit.

Hope you do alright.

It'll be fine. I work better under
pressure.

So what's your story?

My story?

Your story?

Well, I guess I don't really have one.

Everyone has a story.

Yeah, perhaps. Not all worth telling.

Come on.

All right, try something else.

I have a theory that each and every
person in this world has some sort of

quirk, right? So the way they tie their
shoes or the way they avoid cracks in

the pavement.

I have a theory that if one of us were
to be magically reincarnated into a

completely different body...

that these quirks or funny traits will
give us away.

Immediately.

I'm not sure I follow.

Okay, well, what's something unusual
about you?

Unusual?

I have been told I eat my food up late.

How do you mean?

Well, you know, with a burger, for
example, right? You know, with a regular

burger, the top half is a little more
round than the bottom half?

Well, I eat my burgers with my bottom
teeth biting into the top of the burger.

Sorry.

Right, okay.

Do you think many people eat their food
upside down?

I think you'd be the first.

Okay, all right. And definitely not you.
All right, well, what's yours?

Mine would be my random sleep patterns.

And then when I do sleep, I cut.

I sleep cut.

You swear in your sleep?

I do.

Constantly. Wow.

It's like my mouth is a pub filled with
drunken Irishmen.

Well, it would be incredibly unnerving
to sleep next to you.

Yeah, well, that's probably why I rarely
sleep.

You are getting big. How old are you
now? 37?

Five.

Did you say 35?

Five. No, see, you don't look it. You
look like an old lady.

You know I miss you, right?

Oh, I miss you.

How you been?

Good. Keeping out of trouble?

Yeah. Good.

Hey, brother.

How come you always turn up when I'm
cooking?

That's a skill.

What are we making?

Well, as you know, the chief executive
here is having... Vegemite on toast.

Yum, yum.

And I'm having chicken with salad with
pumpkin, carrot, capsicum.

Cherry tomatoes.

Yep, cool.

You're not still a vegetarian, are you?
No red meat. So you eat chicken?

I do.

And turkey? And turkey.

So you eat white meat? Yes.

So you're not a vegetarian? Well, no,
technically not, but every bit counts.

You want to be a vegetarian, yeah?

You want to see the little cows and the
sheep and the horses?

Horton, darling, no one eats Horton.

Okay?

That's just silly.

You want to save the horses?

I want to save the horses.

Yeah.

You want to go draw me a picture?

Here.

Well, now that you're here, make
yourself useful. Come over here and help

me. Yeah.

What do you need?

Cut the fetter into the squares.

Okay.

Sorry, what's the order? Somebody tell
me everything.

Everything.

Normal routine, study as usual.

Normal routine, huh? Yeah. So we're
talking buckets of vodka, many anonymous

sexual partners waking up in strange
places.

No.

When has it ever included that?

I don't know, man. I knit.

I knit your scarf.

What do I want with a scarf?

I need to live vicariously through you.

Knitting is not something I need to do
vicariously.

I can do that myself.

No, you can't. Yes, I can.

You young whippersnappers should make
the most of your younger years. And

you're 28 and you have a beautiful
child, okay?

Whom I adore.

You have a great life.

I know I do, I'm just joking.

Are you though?

What about you?

You got a wife yet? Kids on the way?

Dude, if I had a significant other, I'm
pretty sure you would know about it.

It's the hair, isn't it?

I don't like your hair.

What? Your hair.

What's wrong with my hair?

It's got to be the only reason why you
don't have a girlfriend. You think it's

because of my hair?

You're mean, man.

I don't want a girlfriend, okay? I have
enough trouble keeping up with all the

study I have.

You can handle both. You're a strong,
upstanding, independent woman. I don't

want both.

You know what you should do?

What? You could do, like, a TV show.
Like a reality show.

Instead of, like...

If I'm once a wife, you call it lesbian
once a wife, I would so watch that.

You're such a dick.

Voila.

Excellent, thank you.

Are you staying for lunch?

No, just pop by to say hi.

Good, because there's not enough for you
anyway.

You're always a pleasure.

Indeed.

Bye.

What's this?

My essay from Monday.

Check the number at the top.

Holy shit.

What is it?

93%. Can I still?

Sometimes I forget, but I'm smart. Well,
thanks as fuck is all I can say. I need

a HD to do my marketing. Well, congrats.

Cheers. Now having to sleep your way
through uni.

Cheers to that.

I should get some celebratory shots.

No. No, no,

no, no. I'm only staying for this one.

I haven't seen you all week. Yeah, but I
feel like I haven't stopped all week.

You know, Col gets back on Friday, so
we'll drink to her return Saturday.

Fine, but we're getting you shit-faced.

Early.

Okay,

I'll allow it. Cheers.

Grace. Deal.

Hey, what are you doing here?

Well, I brought congratulatory wine, and
I'm going to make you dinner.

You don't have to talk.

No, it's my pleasure.

I had a feeling you wouldn't be doing
anything to celebrate, so... Well, can I

lend a hand?

Nope. It's all under control.

Just relax, yeah? Enjoy your wine.

So what are you making?

You'll have to wait and see.

This meal would change your life.

Really? Should I be worried?

I guess we'll see.

Do you like it?

It's amazing.

You've got a thing on you.

Good?

Yep.

No, on the side. Oh, okay.

Do you like it? Huh?

The food, is it okay?

Um, yeah.

It's good.

You alright?

You seem a bit distant.

I'm fine. I think I'm just a bit tired
from all the wine and the food.

Actually, would you mind terribly if I
went to bed?

No, not at all.

I'm the one that crashed your quiet
evening. I'm so sorry.

I'm really tired.

The only thing is I probably shouldn't
drive for a little bit because of the

wine. Yeah, well, you can stay here if
you want.

Yeah, I might just watch a movie or
something, wait it out for a bit, if you

don't mind.

Yeah, no, cool.

You know where the DVDs are? Yeah.

Cool. Well,

I'll leave you to it.

Just let me know if you need anything.

Thanks for dinner. You're welcome.

Sorry to bail on you. No, it's not a
problem.

You get some rest, yeah?

You alright? You look flustered. I'm
fine. I just... I couldn't concentrate.

Oh shit, I can turn it down if you want.
No, it's not that. It's you being here.

It's just incredibly distracting and I
just...

Oh, yeah.

I have to go.

What do we tell Cole?

What would you tell anyone?

I don't want to hurt her before we know
what's going on.

So you look like shit.

Thanks.

Big one last night, hey?

A few Jager bombs dancing naked on
tables? No, what?

I thought that's what all you childless
young gays did these days.

Hit up all the bars and rap to fill the
little way.

Jesus, when do you become so out of
touch?

Well, are you going to tell me why you
look like you're homeless and you can't

take a joke tonight?

I need more wine.

Before you go on, can you stop cutting
those tomatoes like

you have Tourette's and do it the way I
showed you?

Jesus, you have gotten bitter in your
old age, haven't you?

Much better.

We can't proceed.

I slept with Cole's ex-girlfriend last
night.

So we didn't just sleep together. Like,
we didn't sleep-sleep together. Do you

know what I mean?

Like, we didn't get any sleep because we
were having too much fun being awake.

And it was great, but I feel incredibly
bad.

Like, very bad.

And not only is she her ex, but they
started sleeping together again.

Okay, so... You slept with Cole's ex in
your house

while Cole was home.

Cole's been away for a week.

Fuck. I could never do that.

Why, do you want to tell her?

I don't know. I mean... I don't know.
want to tell her. Like, I don't know

what it was or what it's going to be or
fuck, what I want it to be. It's just,

it's fucking confusing.

So, Colin and Ruth, what's your name?

Nat. So Colin and Nat, are they together
together?

No, not entirely.

I mean, they're just using each other to
feel wanted.

Okay, I don't really see what the
problem is then.

Are you kidding?

No, I'm not kidding.

It's because Carl dated her once upon a
time and doesn't give a dibs for the

rest of her life. Oh, come on, Ben. That
is such a male-based answer.

It's not a male-based answer. It's a
realistic one.

Look, the lesbian pool is a hell of a
lot smaller than the heterosexual pool,

right?

One would expect there to be some
crossover of partners from time to time.

They aren't dating anymore means it's
open season.

It's women's hunting in the one analogy.

Skill.

So, I can understand why you'd feel bad,
but you should just tell her.

Cole doesn't seem like the protective
type.

What if it doesn't happen again?

Could we just pretend it never happened?

Cole would never have to know.

Well, you could do that.

But do you really not want it to go any
further?

Alright.

Do me a favour.

If you do decide that you want to be
with Nat, go for it.

Alright? Life's too short to be
sacrificing your happiness for others.

At this stage, you don't even know if
Cole's going to give a shit, right?

Doesn't that make you happy?

Yeah. Yeah, I think she does.

I don't always put you what makes you
happy.

Okay.

Hey.

Yeah, no, I'm sorry I didn't call. I
stayed at Ben's last night.

Yeah.

Do you mind if I call you back in just a
little bit? I've just pulled up at home.

Yeah, but we should definitely talk
about this because... I want to give it

a go.

I want to give this a chance.

Hey, what's wrong?

Are you okay?

Colt, tell me what's happened.

It's completely fucked. I completely
ruined it.

What's fucked? What's ruined?

Everything I worked towards, everything
I wanted.

Colt, tell me.

I didn't make the fucking team.

Shit. Dude, I'm so sorry.

I mean, surely you've got another shot
next year?

I was disqualified.

I failed a drug test.

What?

They're from the other night. I thought
they'd be gone by the time they did the

test. Carl.

made the time.

Let's go.

Seriously, you get through this, huh?

Like, everybody makes mistakes.

I don't know, maybe you can tell them
it's not something you do every day.

You know? Yeah.

It's worth a shot.

Yeah.

It's so fucking humiliating. Yeah.

Hey, you won't tell anyone, will you?

I'd be glad if anyone found out.

No, of course not.

You can trust me.

I'm so sorry. I don't think I can do
this.

I can't hurt Cole.

Where are you? I'm at the foreshore.

What made you change your mind?

Cole's in a pretty bad place. I just
don't think this is the best time to

drop something like this on her.

I don't want to lose you.

But I can't lose Carl.

Will you at least come over so we can
talk about it?

Whatever you decide I respect, let's not
do this over the phone, yeah?

I can't change my mind now.

I understand.

Look, I'm going to be home around four
today, so do you want to come to my

place then?

Okay.

Zoe? Yeah?

It'll be okay.

Come in.

What are you doing?

Looking at the new work I've done.

They're beautiful.

Donny.

What are you going to do with them?

I don't know yet.

Honestly, you should show them.

And not just in our living room?

Nah.

It's just a hobby and they're not good
enough to exhibit.

Bullshit.

You never cease to amaze me.

Are you off somewhere?

Uh, yeah.

Yeah, I'm just going to uni to study.

You never stop, eh?

It'll all be over soon.

Well, I better go, but I'll see you
later tonight, yeah?

Sure.

You know you should exhibit.

Yeah, all right.

Get out.

Thank you.

I don't want you out of the house.

I came here to... You lied to me. I
don't want you living in the house

anymore. Just give me a chance to
explain this, all right? You fucked my

ex-girlfriend while I was away for five
days. What else is there to say? I

just... I... I didn't mean for it to
begin. I just came here... Well, it

never... It never should have started.

Carl, don't...

Is this someone from your family?

Oh, yeah.

That's my nan.

Richest woman in the world.

Do you see how much?

No. Not as much as they should.

She lives about an hour away, so...
Yeah, I just never seem to make it up

there as much as they used to.

Which makes me a shit person.

Well, what about... Photos of the rest
of your family haven't seen any around.

Because I don't have any.

Oh?

Yeah, my dad and I don't really talk
much anymore.

Not since he remarried, so... The new
woman in his life didn't exactly take

kindly to his only daughter, so...

He's pretty much forbidden to see me.

Shit.

I'm so sorry. It's okay.

Definitely his loves.

Yeah.

I don't know.

Kind of passed it, hey?

Like, if he's willing to do whatever me,
fuck him, I guess.

Yeah.

Well, I mean, what about your mum?

Where's she?

It's not boring. It is.

I'll pry it out of you one day.

Maybe you will.

I want to know all there is to know
about you.

I haven't seen my mum in almost ten
years.

I was waiting at home for her after
school one day.

I wanted to go to a friend's house, but
I had to wait for her to come home so

she could drive me over.

But mum was running late, so I was
storming around the house thinking of

every awful thing I could say to her
when she walked through the door.

As selfish she was for being late home
from work.

How thoughtless she was for not rushing
home so I could do what I wanted.

I never cared why she was late.

I don't know, when you're 14 you think
these kinds of demands are reasonable,

you know?

And instead of waiting, I called her.

She was driving.

I yelled at her and told her she was the
worst person in the world.

She actually waited till I'd finished
speaking before she said anything.

I obviously didn't like what she had to
say because...

I hung up on her.

I didn't care for the reason, you know,
she wasn't home, so I hung up on her.

I must have stared at that front door
for... well over... Two hours.

It was so stupid.

I could have fucking walked.

Hindsight.

When the door did finally open, I was
disappointingly

greeted by my father.

Nothing was going my way.

I remember he hung

up his coat, and he got down on one
knee,

came really, really close to my face,
and

he said,

He said, your mum left us.

His eyes were red from crying.

Then he put his hand on my shoulder.

But to get himself up from the floor.

And then he just walked away.

She died in a car crash.

First thing I have to do is pick a door
to a fucking play-doh.

What do you want to do today?

Anything you want.

I want to stay in bed all day.

Yeah?

I'm trying to set a world record.

What day is it?

Wednesday, I think.

I really should go to uni.

We're in the letter I now.

Got it.

Right. Immediate apprehension by mind
without reasoning.

Immediate input.

Verbal noun.

No.

Can I have that one again, please?

Absolutely.

Immediate apprehension by mind without
reasoning.

Immediate insight.

Intuition. Fuck!

I hate you.

I actually hate you.

Right, give me another go.

Hey, all right.

We're in F.

Construct, manufacture, forge.

Is that it?

That's it.

Construct, manufacture, forge.

Come on, it's an easy one.

Fabricate. Have

you

played much chess?

All through primary school.

I've won two trophies in my life.

Chess was one of them.

What about you?

My dad taught me when I was little that
I never really play.

Sure you want to do that?

Yeah.

You sure?

Yes.

Oh, I got you a queen.

Checkmate.

How the fuck did you do that?

Sometimes we've got to create a
distraction.

Sometimes that takes a sacrifice.

Plus you've always got to stay three
steps ahead.

But I thought you said you never played
chess?

I don't.

Doesn't mean I never did.

Three steps ahead.

Hey, you girls came for a pizza and a
movie?

You can pick the movie.

I

think

I'm going to stay in tonight, yeah?

You have a slice for me, though.

I was thinking I could take you out to
dinner tonight.

We haven't left our house in weeks.

My shop.

Sounds amazing.

Where should we go?

We've got like a bunch of menus or
something.

No, I don't think so.

Have you got a phone book?

I'm glad we do.

Clue dry.

Okay. Now, wherever you point to, that's
where we'll go.

Okay?

Hey, guys.

Hey! Hey.

How's it going?

Yeah, good.

Just looking for somewhere to dinner
tonight.

No, you're taking me out.

Ah. You should, um, try to think of an
Italian place.

I'm going to turn around the corner.

I've heard it's great.

Hey, what are you doing tonight?

I don't know much.

Work was rough, so I just figured I'd
probably just stay in. Well, come out

with us tonight.

Really? Yeah.

Why not?

Well, I don't want to intrude.

I just, well, I fucking love Italian.
Yeah.

No, I mean, it'll be fun.

Are you cool now?

Oh, yeah, absolutely.

I'll shout as well.

I should probably start paying my way
around here anyway, right?

No.

No, you don't have to do that.

No, I insist.

Seriously.

Can you go now? Yeah, yeah.

Okay.

Now it will be five minutes. Five
minutes.

Five minutes. Five minutes.

How's it going with you guys?

Yeah, good.

I feel like I never get the chance to
ask you that.

You know how the first few months are,
though. Yeah, of course.

Just miss you a bit.

That's all.

Just be careful not to wear it away.

What do you mean?

Like a song.

That you fall in love and you just keep
playing over and over.

You know what I mean.

The one that when you hear it on the
radio, you just stop in the middle of

the road and pump it up, and then pull
over, buy the record, put it on repeat.

And the first few times you listen to
it, it still has that irresistible hook,

that thing that just grabs onto your
soul and won't let go.

But after a few times, something's
different.

You're not as attached.

You've worn it out.

Yeah? I mean, if only you'd given
yourself some space, maybe it would

still have its hold on you.

And the same goes for your relationship.

I mean, you'll get bored.

If not you, you better have.

Never found a song you couldn't get sick
of?

It's humanly impossible.

I mean, you can revisit songs after a
lengthy break, but you can never just

continuously play them.

I mean, have you ever said a word just
over and over?

Yeah? Well, you know, after a while,
it's like that.

It lives with me.

It's just signs.

No,

it's the clown. Oh, sorry.

Sorry.

Joe, do you mind showing that again?

Never had any problems before. I'm
really sorry.

Maybe, um, is there a cash place
anywhere around?

No, it's fine. I've got it.

Did it decline?

No, it's fine. No, that's all right.
I've got it. I'll do it. It's my shout.

I can do it. No, it's fine. Matt, Matt,
right? We'll just get it back to you

later, okay?

Thank you.

Thanks. Don't worry about the change.
I'm sorry. No, it's fine.

Don't worry about it.

You're welcome.

Easy, bitch. Good job.

I'll, um, I'm tired today. I'm really
tired.

Okay.

Thanks, Jose.

Have a good one.

Night. Don't fuck too loud.

Hey. Yeah?

Lady.

What would you think?

About us getting our own place.

Sorry?

We move out and get our own place.

Just you and I.

Really? Where's this coming from?

You know what I'm like.

I mean, come on, we practically live
together now anyway.

I don't think I could afford it.

We'd go halves into one bedroom.

Like, it'd be no more than what you're
paying now, I reckon.

Yeah, but what about Tom?

Tom will be fine.

We'll find someone else to move in.

Yeah, I don't know. I mean, I feel like
I've only just settled here. Yeah, of

course.

But just imagine how great it would be
if we had a house of our own.

You know?

I'd get to walk around naked.

You'd get to watch me walk around naked.
I mean, the list is endless.

You know?

I need to think about it, yeah?

This is good.

Oh wow.

Oh wow.

It's amazing.

Oh, this kitchen is amazing.

It is, it is amazing.

It's just, it's really expensive there.

Yeah, but with both of our savings we'd
be able to afford it.

It's only a little bit more than what
you're paying out there. It's more than

double.

Yeah.

Yeah, I know that, but... Okay, human
meat, right?

Just bear with me. Bear with me.

It's beautiful.

Come with me. Okay. See, it's finished
as well. So we don't even have to worry

about that.

Imagine. Grandma.

Right there.

You like a bit of that, don't you?

You can have my coffee table in here
with all the magazines and, like, coffee

books.

And fun TV.

We'll just throw it out. We'll watch the
stars at night.

It's beautiful.

We'll have our bed.

Covered in big white pillows and a cloud
of a blank.

We can fuck right here and let the whole
world watch us.

You should have been a real estate
agent.

I know, right?

I want to think about it, though.

You know, we've got to crunch the
numbers.

Yeah. Yeah? Maybe we could have a big
birthday party for you next week. We can

make it a combined charity drive.

Go. What?

Get up. We're needy.

We can raise all the money we need, I
promise.

Good idea.

Who would we invite?

Hello. Happy birthday.

Thanks.

Come on.

Thank you.

Dude, you're getting old now, you know?
No, it's ridiculous.

Dude, you sound like shit.

Yeah, I think I'm getting a cold or
something. I don't know. It doesn't

matter. Do you want me to make you some
brekkie?

Uh, no, I'll be all right.

Yeah, sorry. I just had some celebratory
cupcake, though.

Yeah? Good.

Nice.

Cool, well, you wait here. I'm going to
get you something.

Of course they do.

Where are you going?

Wait, aren't you coming to Ben's with
me?

Oh, fuck.

I completely forgot. That's all right.
No, I'm sorry.

It's not.

I do have to go into work, though, to
get stuff organized for my promotion.

I promise I will make it up to you
tonight. Okay?

We'll go to one of those saloon bars for
the all-you-can-eat peanuts, and instead

of ordering, we'll just fill up on
peanuts.

Okay?

I really am sorry.

I'll meet you soon, okay?

We really have to get this stuff sorted
if we want to afford the rent at the new

place.

You have a great day.

Yes, and I will... I'll call you later
about dinner, okay?

Um, happy birthday.

I love you.

Love you.

Have fun at work.

Thanks.

You play.

I just found out this morning. I was
going to tell you.

So you're moving out?

Apparently so.

We just moved in.

Nat really wants a place for just the
two of us.

We both do.

When?

Two weeks.

Where? Just a few suburbs over.

How am I going to find someone in two
weeks?

It took me a month to find you and you
weren't even looking. I know. I'm sorry.

I'll help you.

It's not even that, Zoe.

I barely see you.

And we're living in the same house.

What's going to happen when you move
out?

Tom, I'll come over all the time. No,
you won't. Yes, I will. You won't, Zoe.

I'm telling you.

Look, ever since the two of you have
been together, it's been all about Nat.

I barely see you, and when I do, she's
always here.

And even if she isn't, she's all we talk
about.

I mean, I thought you'd be over it by
now, but you're not.

Okay, well...

Maybe it'll be better for you to live
with someone else, then.

And what are you going to do, Zoe?
You're just going to keep pushing

everyone away until she's all you've got
left? I'm not pushing anybody away. Who

have you got left? Who have you got
left, Zoe? Besides me, who have you got?

How many people are ringing you up, just
giving you birthday wishes? How many

people are banging down the door,
begging to take you out on your

birthday? What is wrong with you, Tom?

And where's Nat?

The one day she should be here, and
she's gone. She's already gone.

How convenient.

It's okay, because I'm here.

Offering to make you a special birthday
breakfast or just something to spend

time with you.

While you're secretly planning a
vanishing act with your loyal and loving

partner. Fuck you, Tom.

Where the fuck is this coming from, huh?

You were fine with us the other night at
dinner. Why didn't you say something

sooner?

I was telling you to back off, but
you've gone and done the complete

opposite. So, I don't know.

And honestly, I thought you were smart
enough to realise...

what was going on without it having to
come to this.

But I guess I was wrong.

Whatever.

Good luck.

I hope it all works out.

Tom!

I'm fucked.

I have to redo the whole fucking thing.

What?

Nothing. I don't know what you expect
from me. Well, you knew how important

this was to me. Yeah, it was.

Tom.

It's shit.

It's absolute shit.

But I don't know what you thought was
going to happen.

You never go to uni and you never
studied.

I studied. You know you didn't study.

It hasn't been a priority since Nat came
along. Nothing has.

What did Nat say?

I couldn't get a hold of him.

That was surprising.

Look, I'm sorry you didn't pass.

But you get out what you put in, and you
put in shit.

Life goes on, you'll move out.

We forget all about it.

What are you looking for?

The letter is L.

To take up, be situated, discover the
place... Babe, I don't have time for

that right now. I'm really sorry.

I have to go to work.

Well, what about the rest of the
apartment?

We can decorate it.

You're better at that stuff anyway.

We can just sort it out when I get home,
yeah?

You have to go right now.

I do, yes.

I didn't realise the time.

We'll be back in the morning though,
yeah?

And we'll unpack everything and stay in
bed all day, okay? Okay.

I promise.

See you later, yeah?

Bye.

Hey. Hey.

Come here, man.

Oh, no, look, I can't. I just swung by
to see if you want to ride with me.

Oh, good idea, but I have to wait for
Nat to get home from work.

You should get to drive solo.

You can help me choose what to wear.

Um, as if you'd let me choose your
outfit. Are you being serious?

Are the awards televised?

Yeah. You can pick my tie.

Thanks. But I can't. Look, Nat doesn't
like driving long distances by herself,

you know, for obvious reasons. So I need
to wait for her.

Um, please don't be late. You know, I
hate crowds.

A finger from your face will help.

Okay, I won't be late. I promise.

Okay.

How long does it take to get there
again?

About an hour and a half. What time does
she finish?

One.

You sure you don't want to come with me?

It'll be fine.

Don't worry about it.

Okay. I'll see you at four o'clock.

See ya.

Come on!

Where are you?

Um, hey, I've had a crash.

What happened? Are you okay?

I'm fine, though, seriously.

It's not bad. I just, um, really shaken
up.

Where are you?

I'm just at work at the moment.

Okay, well, I'm on my way to you. No,
no, no, no, go to Ben, okay?

No, it won't start.

What do you mean it won't start?

My car, it won't start.

Shit. No, it's fine, look, you'll
understand.

Just tell me where you are and I'll come
to you.

Too far, just... So, um, I'll be there
soon, okay?

Will you be okay to drive?

Yeah, I'll be fine.

Just be safe and call me if you need
anything.

Um... I'm really sorry about Ben.

Ben, it's Zoe. I'm still at home.

Ned's been in a car accident.

I'm not going to be able to make it. I'm
so sorry. Can you please just call me

back?

Are you okay?

Um, yeah, I'm fine. I'm okay. It's just
a bit of whiplash. What the fuck

happened? Some douchebag ran a stop
sign.

A question in front of my car.

Is, um... Is Ben okay?

Couldn't get a hold of him.

Who was that?

I don't understand the block number.

You're not going to answer it?

Well, if it's important, I'll leave a
message, won't I?

When you called me...

I started walking to you.

It must have been impulse because I just
got out of the car

and I just started walking.

But after we hung up, I realized I had

absolutely no idea where I was going.

In the four months we've been together,
I've never been to your workplace.

I have no idea where you're working at.

Look, I have to be up for work really
early tomorrow, and my neck really

hurts, so I'm just going to get some
painkillers and go to bed.

In the cupboard above the fridge.

Hello? Hello, Nat?

Who is this?

Nat, is that you?

I'm sorry, she's not available right
now. Who is this?

It's Trish, Nat's mother.

Could you please get her to call me
back?

Um, I'm sorry, who did you say this was?

Nat's mum, Trish.

I've been trying to contact her for
weeks and haven't been able to get

through. Could you please get her to
call me back?

Um... Sure thing, Trish. It's... It's
definitely Nat you're after,

right? Yes, Nat.

She's still around, isn't she?

Yeah. Yes, she's still around.

I'll get her to call you back as soon as
possible.

Thanks.

Sorry, what was your name?

Zoe.

Hey.

What are you doing?

Is that my phone?

Sorry, what's wrong?

Your mum called And

I saw the messages from Cole

Why

would you lie to me?

What are you doing?

I am leaving.

How could you do this, huh?

Does Cole even know about us?

I have lost everything for you.

Was any of it true? Was anything you
ever said to me true?

Nat?

You're choosing her over me?

It hurts, doesn't it?

What do you mean it won't start?

My car, it won't start.

Shit. No, it's fine. Look, you'll
understand. Just tell me where you are

and I'll come to you.

Too far. Just... Stay at home. I'll be
there soon, okay?

Will you be okay to drive?

Yeah, I'll be fine.

Just be safe and call me if you need
anything.

I'm so sorry about Ben.

Okay.

Bye.

I've missed you.

I can't stay for long.

You never can.

There are many doorways, and on entering
upon a doorway one finds meeting points.

We can call these points places, people,
worlds, existences, past, future,

present, moments, realities,
imaginations, stories, dreaming,

perceptions, thoughts, actions,
memories.

It goes deeper and stems into another
universe created into one mind.

Our bodies, our existence has come to a
meeting point.

Every nerve point in the brain meets in
one point at some point.

Just like we have our central balance
meeting point from which everything

stems.

As does everything in existence.

It all has stems, doorways, branches.

And when we enter upon a door, pathways
fall out at our feet.

If we consciously walk these paths in
our dreaming or within our waking world,

we can connect the pathways to once
again return.