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Oh, don't judge me, May.

I'm stressed about
Grady versus Grady.

I'm not gonna eat muesli,
I need my Chocco Puffs.

Why don't you just tell
Mr and Mrs Gruber

that you've never
been to court before?

Firstly, they're not married,
it's not Mr and Mrs Gruber.

And secondly, I have been to court,
I know where it is,

I've just never argued a case
in court before.

So, tell them that.
Honesty's your best policy.

For getting fired. No.

A better policy is if I just keep
pretending I've got experience,

and then just make Ray
take the case back.

I can do that.
GRAHAM: Turn on the lights!

That's rude.
Turn them on yourself, Graham.

He shouldn't speak to you like that.
Oh, no.

He's got a new smart hub thing.

Veloxa, turn on the lights.

You need to download special
software. You'll have to tell him.

Oh!

Veloxa, turn on the lights!

Helen says you have to download
special software for it.

Veloxa, download special software.

(MUTTERS) For the love of God.

Guys...what are we doing?
Shh!

We're waiting for the special
software to be downloaded.

OK.

That's not how it works.

Alright? You have to go online,
download the software.

There's probably an app
you have to get for your phone.

It's quite complicated...

ELECTRONIC VOICE:
Software downloaded.

OK, that one isn't,
but most of them...are.

So you're lucky you got that one.

(THEME MUSIC)

ROZ: Alright. Moving on.

The executor of the Pinkerton estate
isn't coping,

he's asked us to help.

RAY: Pinkerton? Was he the hoarder?

Don't say hoarder, Ray,
it's pejorative.

Sorry, was he the guy
who was rubbish bin challenged?

Executor work? Bags not.
Yeah, bags not.

Sorry, since when did we apportion
work in this office by bagsing?

We don't. That said, bags not.

This one's on you, Roz.
Technically it's not legal work

so I believe it remains
in your purview.

Agreed.

However, it is a big job,

so I've asked someone to come in
and give me a hand.

Get out. You have not!

Oh, I most certainly have.

Oh, well done, Roz.
This is magic stuff from you.

Nice one, Roz.

Sorry, I missed it. Who's coming in?
What's happening?

Fun Peggy. She used to clerk here.

Hope you've got some of those
old lady nappy things, Helen.

Because you are gonna
wet your pants.

She's the funniest woman ever.

She truly is just one of the greats.
Mmm.

Sorry, why have I got
the Grady case?

Didn't I hand this over to you,
Helen?

Yeah, I think that one's
going to court, though,

so that was supposed to go to Ray.

Remember...remember the time when
Peggy came in wearing the eye patch?

(LAUGHTER)

Had she had an operation?
No, like a pirate.

She's a loose unit.
She was making a point about focus.

Peggy has a diploma
in communication therapy.

Right. That sounds made up.

Ray did say he was going to...
Heyyyyyy-ohhhhhhhhhhhhh!

She's here!

Look who it is!

Oh, Peggy!
Peggy!

Helen!
Yeah?

Helen, come and meet Peggy.

Quick sticks!
Oh, running.

Hello, Peggy!

Oh! Bloody... Yep.

OK.

Question for you, Helen.
Yes.

Are you ready to board
the fun train?

Bit busy this morning,
but if there's a fun bus later,

maybe I could get on that.

All roads lead to Fun Town, Helen.
Get there however you like.

Honk! Honk!
Fun Truck coming through.

(ALL LAUGH INANELY)

I'm out of here
before I lose my whole day.

Ray, don't forget that file, Ray.

The orange one. The Grady case.
It's going to court...

Or I can bring it to you,
it doesn't matter. Whatever.

Coffee?
Yeah, yeah, yeah.

(TO HERSELF) No, not you.

Oh, thank you.

Is it too late to order scones,
do you think?

Not a menu.
Oh.

It's inspiration. OK.

So, Carole, are these the texts?
Yes.

I typed them up with the date
received next to each one.

OK. "Happy anniversary, darling.
I miss you.

"All my love, Leonard."

And Leonard's your husband?

Who died six months ago.

But you got this text last month?
Correct.

While I was with Richard,
my new lover.

"With" Richard,
if you know what I'm saying.

Yeah, I do. Let's move on.

"My love, you look more and more
beautiful every day, Leonard."

Two weeks ago.

"Carole, darling, can't wait
to get lost in your bush?"

Oh, sorry. No, that's from Richard.

Just go down to the next one,

that came when I was
at the supermarket last week.

"Don't forget the milk, my love,
you always forget the milk.

"Smiley face. Leonard."

Wow. This is pretty weird.
I know.

I only ever forgot the milk once.
I mean, one time.

Yeah. I meant because he's dead.

Well, I know that's weird too,
but honestly, the milk thing,

I mean, let it go, Leonard.

Yeah. Have you tried
texting the number?

Yes. I got this.

Right.

"Your message could not be delivered.
Heaven is outside the NBN network."

Right. OK.

I thought there might be something
about it in Leonard's will.

Yeah. Well, I've got the will,
so I will have a quick squiz now.

Richard's only the second man I've
been with, if you can believe that.

We met at a widows' wine tasting.

And one minute we were talking

and the next we were just kissing
passionate...

I might need some, um...shush
to concentrate.

It's quite busy language. So...

Hmm.
Let me just...focus.

I do regret not putting it
about more when I was younger.

I mean, how many men
have you been with, do you think?

Sorry. I was not listening.
But I'm sure it was interesting.

Look, the only thing
that stands out in here

is a trust account set up
to make payments to BTG Holdings.

Does that name mean anything to you?

No. I don't think so.

I think you're gonna
have to leave it with me.

I'll get back to you
as soon as I know anything.

But, let's...
Oh.

..let's get you out.
Thank you. It's interesting.

Mm-hm.

Leonard was a very selfish man
in the bedroom.

OK.

Whereas Richard...very considerate.

A beautiful lover.

Always putting me first.
How nice.

(PHONE CHIMES)
Oh, is that from Leonard?

No. It's from Richard, my lover.

OK. Don't encourage her, George.

Thanks, Carole. I'll...
(DOOR OPENS)

..let you know how I go.

Can you please look into that for me?
BTG Holdings?

Yeah. I just need an address
or a phone number.

I can't find anything.
Did you search the dark web?

No? How do you do that?

Normally I just type
"search the dark web."

Does that work?
Not so far.

But one day, who knows. I might
catch them with their guard down,

suddenly I'm in
and I'm dark webbing.

Yep. Sounds like how it happens.

Can you put that
on Ray's desk for me?

Don't tell him it's from me,
just put it on his desk. Thank you.

Beep! Beep!

Oh... (MOCK LAUGHS)
Beep!

Yep. Safe to... Safe to go.

Rarr!
There we go.

Oh, good fun. Good fun.

(CHUCKLES)

Roz?

Rozzy, they're chalking the tyres.

What was that for?
Always be ready.

An agile body means an agile mind.

There you go.

Thanks. Just what I need.

Someone wasn't ready.

(SIGHS)

How are you fitting in Hell-Bear?
Helen?

Oh, look out, here comes trouble.

Ray doesn't want this. He says
he can't be arsed going to court.

And this is the address you wanted.

Ooh, where'd you find that?
Dark web?

The light one.

Alrighty. Me, back to the grind.

Mmm.

See you, George.
I'll be late tomorrow.

I'm checking out
this BTG Holdings place.

No worries. See you.
Oh, Helen, hang on a sec.

(LAUGHS) Always be ready.

She's been hiding down here
the whole time.

Wow.
(LAUGHING) The whole time.

That is such a good use of your time.

(PEGGY AND GEORGE CONTINUE LAUGHING)

(RINGS DOORBELL)

Hi, Viktor.
Good girl. Right on time.

Come in. Come in.
I'll let your dad know you're here.

Thank you.

See how much easier life
is when you make an appointment?

Yes. Appointments
are the heart of every family.

Now, he's still
beavering away at his memoirs

but I say it's time for an aperitif.

How about a little sherry?

Do you like sherry?
(TO HERSELF) No.

A little sherry for you there,
Helen.

Oh, yummy.

Helen tells me she's never been
to court, Tip, not once,

I don't believe it.
It's true.

Oh, Helen, don't be silly,
that can't be true.

Never argued a case in court.
Just imagine.

Well, I can't. I can't imagine that.
Are you sure?

Jesus, get me a bible,
I'll swear on it.

Alright. Don't snap.
Sorry.

Why don't we have a little mock
trial, bit of role play,

let Helen practise her court game.

No, I don't think we need to do that.
Wonderful idea.

No. I just wanted to talk
to you about the case.

Shall I fetch your wig?
Add a little gravitas?

I want an idea of procedure.
Oh, yes, the wig. Why not?

Let's take the old horsehair out for
a run. What do you think, Helen?

Yeah. Great. Let's all put wigs
on and pretend to be in court.

(SCOFFS) You don't get a wig.

Proceed.

Right. So...

No.

What's that face?

Well, you didn't bow.

You've got to bow to the coat
of arms above the judge's head.

OK. How's that?

Well, that felt a tad sarcastic.

It should be more of
an earnest nod to justice.

Like so.

Spot on. Very nice, Tip.

(MOUTHS SILENTLY)

Better.
Hmm.

Alright. Good morning, everyone.

What... What? What?!

"Good morning, everyone."
It's not school assembly.

You say,
"Good morning, your honour."

Whatever. can we just fast forward
to the bit that matters.

Respect for convention, procedure
and due process,

it all matters, Helen.

Do you have the affidavit,
Miss Fisk?

Yes. I have it. Just hang on.

I'm sorry, did you just ask
the court to "hang on"?

Either present the affidavit
or declare you don't have it.

I'm looking for it, just hang on,
give me a second, Dad, I mean...

..your honour, whoever you are,

obviously there's more than one
affidavit here,

so which one am I looking for?
Oh, Helen.

Not helping, Viktor.
Don't badger the defence.

Oh, for fucks sake.
BOTH: That's contempt.

May I see the plaintiff's
bank records.

No. I don't have them.
I'm still waiting for copies.

So why are we here?
This was your idea.

I just wanted to get some tips.

You two wanted to come in here
and yell at me in stereo.

This is exactly
what's going to happen, Helen.

Judges are busy people.
You cannot waste the court's time.

Preparedness is key.

But do you have to be
so mean about it?

You know, "Ooh, look at me and Tippy,
we know everything about court.

"I'm the boss. I wear a wig.
Helen's an idiot."

I don't even want to go to court,
Dad. Court's stupid.

Helen. Helen. You mustn't say
that, not about our justice system.

Oh, who cares?
Oh, dear, tears.

No, not tears.

Tip, can you deal with that?
We can't have tears.

I'm not crying. I'm just frustrated.
And I don't even care.

And I'll just see you both
tomorrow for dinner.

6:00pm Helen. We like early dinner.

Yes. I know.

Well, don't be late and...
BOTH: Don't be early, either.

Well, that didn't go well.

Wig.
What?

Respect the wig.

Oh...

"Veloxa can make calls
and send texts with ease".

Give that a go.

Veloxa, send Helen a text.

(BEEP!) OK.
What would you like it to say?

Say hello.

(VELOXA CHIMES)

I'm right here, guys.

Did you get the text?

Yeah. It says, "Say hello."

Oh, great. What else is there?

Ooh, we've got music
and entertainment.

Veloxa "find us some beats".

Searching.
I'm heading off, May.

But, oh... You don't care.
(MUSIC PLAYS)

'Cause...got a breakfast discotheque
going on.

Enjoy that.

(PHONE CHIMES)

(PHONE CHIMES)
(SIGHS)

Is this BTG?
Yeah.

Which stands for...?
Beyond The Grave Messaging.

Take a seat.

So... On this?

Yeah. Yeah.

So, you're the one sending
text messages from dead people?

It's an automated system,
but essentially, yes.

I need to shut down an account,
the widow is not enjoying the texts.

That's interesting feedback.
What exactly isn't she enjoying?

The fact that they're coming
from her husband, who is dead.

OK. What's the name?
Leonard Vyvian Foxton.

Am I sitting on this right?

Yep. Got him. He signed up
for the gold package,

which includes geo-tracking.

I don't know what that means.

When the widow's phone
is located in certain places,

it triggers specific messages.
Like the supermarket.

That's a rather uninspired
use of it, but yes.

How do I stop it?

You could tell your client
to stop going to the supermarket.

Let's assume
my client needs to eat occasionally.

How does she get her groceries

without being haunted
by her dead husband?

You'd have to close the account.
Great. Let's do that.

Alright.. I'll just need permission
from the account holder.

Who is dead.
Yes.

It's tricky, isn't it?

Yeah.

Always be ready
to be agile in business.

And agile in the agileness of mind.

Hey, hey, hey.
Settle down there, fireball.

We're not doing agility bats
at the moment. Thank you.

Don't snatch.

And do you know why?

Because it's time...to...

..work.

Yeah. We're in work mode, Helen.

So...
Work mode.

Feels more like Playschool mode,
George.

Hey, Ray?

Always be ready...
Jesus.

Arrgh! Don't!

OK. Listen.

This case is going to court,

and I could do it,
I just think you should do it.

Yeah. I've told you, I'm not going
to court, it's a massive time suck.

Exactly. That's why I hate going
to court, too, such a time suck.

Whose time, do you think
is more important, Fisk?

I want to say...

Mine.
..yours.

Is there a problem?
'Cause you are starting to shit me.

There's no problem, Ray.

I'm going to go to court, like
I've done countless times before.

Don't even worry about it.

Oh. Funny every time.

Never gets old.
I know.

It's really good, isn't it?

(PHONE CHIMES)

Helen, what are you doing out here?
Oh...God.

It's not six o'clock, Viktor

You always say, "Be on time.

"Don't be early, don't be late,

"be on time."

Helen, don't be so silly. Come
inside. Look. I've had a great idea.

I'm going to help you
organise your court documents.

No, thanks. I don't want
anymore of your help.

Helen?
Jesus!

What are you doing? Come inside.

Tip's going to show you
his special system,

help you with your court case.

No. I know what happens.
You both just yell at me.

No. Thank you. I'd rather...
No-one is going to yell...

Come on, Helen.
Get out of the car. Come inside.

(RATTLES DOOR)

Tony, leave the door alone,
I'm doing it. Come on.

You leave the door...
I can't get out that side.

Just open this side.
Both of you, hands in the air.

For heaven's...

God, you're like a pair
of geriatric car jackers

that don't know what they're doing.

You just pull the button.

I don't know
what you thought you were doing.

Colours, post-it notes, documents.

Good.

The post-it note is your friend.
OK.

Always remember that.
Yep.

Why am I tabbing twice?

This, this...

There, into your pile.

No. No. No.

Don't touch. Just stand back.

What about this one?

You don't need that.

Exactly the way.
Apricot for affidavit.

Apricot for affidavit. Well done.
Good job, Helen.

Gorgeous. Thank you.
Nice.

Hey, Viktor, here's a funny joke.

(LAUGHS)
Puerile.

Do you want another one?
No. I'm good.

I want to see an affidavit now. Go!

No. Too long.
Yep. I've got it...

Here it is. Done.
Too long.

You've been dismissed from court.
It's too late.

You've got to be quicker. Try again.

And the affidavit?

Ah, well done, you.

For the record,
the judge won't applaud you.

I'm just being encouraging, Tip.

Thank you, Your Honour.

Ooh, well done again.

I find in favour of the plaintiff

and congratulate Ms Helen Tudor-Fisk
on a wonderful job.

Well done, you.

Thank you. Bring it in, Viktor.
High five?

No high fiving in court, Helen.

I'll high five you, Helen.
Good on you, Dad.

That's the spirit.
I get one from the judge.

Uh...
What?

Just a moment.

Respecting the wig.

No, Dad, it's fine.

Dad, we've missed the moment.
We've missed the moment.

Veloxa, send Helen a text.
Oh, Veloxa, please don't.

I'm right here. Good morning, Graham.

Good morning, Veloxa.
Will you be joining us for breakfast?

I'm sorry.
I don't understand the question.

Don't tease her, Helen,
it's not a toy.

It's not a Tamagotchi either.
You don't have to walk it.

(LAUGHTER AND CHATTER)

Today.
Second shimmy.

That's it.

Yeah. It is good. Yeah.

(LAUGHTER CONTINUES)

And work...
And play.

ALL: We move the company forward,
today.

You went a bit early.
Yes. I know. A bit early.

When we connect...

Through work...and play.

We move the company forward today.

Helen!!!!! Get in here!

Yeah. Come on.

I'm coming.

Come on, Fisk. Get involved.

Yeah. OK. Why not? I like chips.
I'm in.

Hey, good news, everyone,
about Grady versus Grady.

It's going to court
and I'm all over it.

Yeah. I'm going to win that case

and then I'm going to
move the company forward today.

But next week when I go to court,
not today.

No, I don't think so. No.
That one's not going to court.

Yes. It is.
Nuh.

They called this morning
and agreed to settle.

No. No. No. We're not settling,
no way.

Can you give us a sec, guys?
No way. You are kidding.

Not doing it.

Leave the chips, mate.

We're not settling.

I'm all over it.

This always happens, Fisk.
Nobody wants to go to court.

Last minute they make an offer.
And it's a good offer.

No. It isn't.
I reckon I can get heaps more.

I think they're running scared,

'cause they know there's a Fisk
on the case.

I say we reject the offer.
All in favour?

Oh, come on, guys.
I'm so prepared.

You should see my system.
Court is all about preparedness.

I'm telling you, I can win this
if you let me take it all the way.

Ehh, you might, you might not.

I worked really hard.
I know I can win it.

Yes. But it's not about you.

It kind of is about me because I've
never argued a case in court before

and this is my big chance...
BOTH: What?!

..to prove to everybody...
What did you say?

I said, I'll accept the offer,
just as you suggested.

Thanks for your wise counsel.

Let's pretend
this conversation never happened.

Hey, Peggy,
I think your clock's wrong.

Apparently it's time
to crush Helen's dreams.

Classic Helen.

ROZ: Never been to court?

Honestly, I'm starting to wonder if
she even has a law degree, Raymond.

You've got a chip on your chest.

(PHONE CHIMES)

(PHONE CHIMES)

Right. You.

Listen up. Carole, take a seat.
It's surprisingly comfortable.

What is this?

That is a letter informing you

of my intention to apply for a
personal safety intervention order.

A what?

It's like a restraining order to stop
you from sending texts to my client.

I have evidence they are causing
severe mental anguish.

There's no evidence of that.
I beg to differ.

I have an affidavit
from Carole Foxton

who swears the first time she got
a message from her dead husband,

she almost
stepped out in front of a bus.

That's true I did.

I have security camera footage
showing my client

dropping a full jar, a full jar
of gherkins in the supermarket,

upon receiving a text
reminding her...

Badgering, it felt like
badgering not reminding.

..badgering her to get the milk.

These don't show anything.

I have a medical certificate

stating that Carole Foxton
has a weak heart.

Receiving a text message
from a dead person,

could induce shock and/or death.

I have a stat dec
from Richard Froggert.

Who?
He's my lover.

Carole, I thought we agreed

you weren't going to use that word
anymore?

We said 'paramour'. Remember.
Sorry.

Richard is Carole's paramour.
Her what?

The gentleman with whom
she is having relations.

What?
Oh, for God's sake, they're doing it.

OK. I don't need to see
a picture of that.

It's not a picture, it's a statement.

Richard claims that the texts
are affecting their sex life.

It's interfering with...

You know what? It doesn't matter what
it says, we don't need to read it,

just know that it's there

and further proof that these texts
are causing psychological damage.

And physical. He finds it very hard.
No. No.

to get an...
No. Carole.

We don't need to get into that.
I just made that point.

How long did all this take you?

Two days. Just two days.
All this and more.

Shall I go on?
Please don't.

Running scared, are we?
No. I'm just bored. Alright?

I'll shut down the account.
She won't receive anymore texts.

Thank you. Case closed.

I find in favour of the plaintiff.

Don't bang my stuff.

Yeah. I did go a bit hard.
I'm sorry about that.

Carole...get you out of there.
Thank you.

Next time, just block
the number, you whackjob.

I'm sorry. What's that now?

You could have just
blocked the number.

What's happening?
It's not your business, Carole.

Wait for me outside.

I couldn't have just blocked
the number and I'll tell you why.

A, because then you would
still be taking money

from an account that technically
belongs to my client.

And, B, I didn't know
you could block a number.

But that is handy information.

Can you tell me how you do that
because my uncle is driving me...

You know what?
I'm going to work it out myself.

It's probably in the manual.
I'll have a look. OK?

Let's go, Carole. Carole?

This way. Yeah. Thank you.
Let's go.

(KNOCK ON DOOR)

Hey, uh, Peggy's leaving.

Oh, OK.

You have to come and say goodbye.

Oh. Alright.

ROZ: And that's it.
Another job well done.

And another absolute hoot of a week.
Thank you, Peggy.

Aww, thank you.
See you, Peg.

See you on the socials, Georgie.
HelBear...

See you, Peggy.
It's been a real treat.

Just need to chase you up
for that merchandise cash.

It'll be 20 for the bats
and 15 for the clock.

Come on. 15 bucks?

It doesn't even work.
Doesn't it?

Can I just give it back?
You could, you could, you could.

But wouldn't you want to invest
in your personal growth?

I think you should invest, Helen.

Are you investing?
I would but I can't afford it.

How about I do you
a buy one, get one free deal, Helen?

Thanks, Peggy. Thank you, Helen.

How does that work for me?

I take card if that's easier.
Fine. Yep. Sure.

Thanks for the good times, Peg.

Here you go, mate.
Thanks, Ray.

Oh, you sure
you don't want to purchase it

and invest in your personal growth?

What did I tell you?
One of the greats.

(LAUGHS)

Thanks, Peggy.

Oh, and an EFTPOS surcharge.

Oh...come on.

I need to see HR.

Veloxa, how do you block
someone's number?

To block someone's number,
tap the info button

next to the contact or phone number.

Then tap "Block This Caller"

Shit. That really
was quicker.

Veloxa,
how do you search the dark web?

(SIREN) Alert activated.

Illegal activity detected.

Ooh... Hey. Hey. Hey.
Any search of the dark web

is unlawful

and considered
a threat

to national
security.

Shoosh.
(ALERT ACTIVATED)

Your ISP has been recorded

and forwarded to
the relevant cyber...

(CRASH!) (VELOXA POWERS DOWN)

Oh...

(VELOXA
POWERS UP)

(AND
CONTINUES)

Helen, what on earth are you doing?

Alrighty. We've got 10 minutes
I reckon, May. 10 minutes. Get out.

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