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He said Daddy was here!

Daddy wasn't!

Daddy would say hello.

It's made my choice for me.

Cap-Ferrat.

When?

As soon as possible.

Shabbat's an invitation,
not an obligation.

It's more than just that.

Rightly or wrongly,
I don't approve.

I must find a way to.

Much needs changing.

I need changing.

Are you free tomorrow?

The Neil Burton?

Why would he want to come here?

This Dr. Duncan,
he's... he's been here yonks.

He's basically a GP.

The board's asked to discuss
my leaving.

No!

I'm disposable.
Neil's not.

Hospital needs him more than me.

I have to find my place
within that.

I won't keep limiting myself
because Jack fears change.

Why is he so stuck?

We can't keep on this way.

I've made a decision
about the future.

It feels good.

- Tell me.
- When I'm back.

One can but hope
Sydney might sing a siren song.

It's about Doris.

Henry and I were kissing.

I think she might have seen,
driving up.

Doris, whatever you're feeling,
say nothing.

We'll speak more tomorrow.

Where's my wife?

You stinking, flaming...

It all came back.

Just when I'm happiest
and everything is perfect.

It's...
It's always been that way.

Sarah?

Sarah!

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Sarah!

Sarah!

Sarah!

I'm not praying.

What are you doing?

I was heading to work
and I had to come here.

You rushed out.

I want the clinic in order
before patients arrive.

There'll be enough talk.

But you're here.

You didn't even see David.

I was in no mood for questions.

Is that all?

Why here?

I haven't been
since we returned.

It just hit you.

In passing.

Nothing else?

There's enough real turmoil
without you creating it.

I'm worried.

Don't be.

Please.

You know where I am
if you need to talk.

There's nothing to say.

If there is.

Wieder an die arbeit!

- Je su la.
- René!

Du morte.

I said stay!

I'm sure you've heard
about last night.

We need repairs
as soon as possible.

Thank you.

Personally, I love it.

They can't but not.

I'll rustle them up.

Wow.

Are you sure?

Even half-asleep.

And half-dressed.

Delia insisted.
It was the first thing to hand.

In lieu of Prudence.

A whole new you.

- This your doing?
- By request.

Good on you.
Good on you.

And I call Carolyn fripperous.

Oh, here's to frippery.

A fresh look for a fresh start.

Maybe I need a freshen-up, too,
for mine.

You do look marvelous.

And you rather comical.

Uh, what fresh start?

I'll dress.

And spoil our fun?

Exactly.
Won't be a tick.

Hopefully excites you
as much as me.

Did I not say?

Well, if you do see him,
tell him I'm looking for him.

And spread the word amongst
any friends I might not know.

Thank you.

No luck?

I've exhausted
the possible numbers.

He was seeing a specialist.

They won't give out
appointment information.

I think I'll head off
with Livvy.

Perhaps it'll help
if I present in person.

And I need to follow through
on the new film deal.

To see your publisher?

No, with Burbank
National Pictures.

They're in town. They want
to get in ahead of Fox.

Oh.

That should be interesting,
given your condition.

They need to know sometime.

Do they?

My publisher certainly does.

Discretion wouldn't harm.

That's all I'll say.
You finished?

Yes.

A private call.

Of course.

Mildred, a Canberra number,
please.

The Israeli Embassy.

You'll bounce in like a rubber
ball after three of those.

I'll need my wits about me.

How do you expect Mr. Burton
to respond?

I can only try.

What do you think?

As you say, try.

The idea has merit.

See if he agrees.

Where do you bounce now?

Mm?

Oh, look at you.

What's next?

Well, the house is mine again.

I can either find
a charitable use for it

or sell it
and distribute the funds.

What, not live there?

Until I work out
what to do with it.

Perhaps I'll return here.

Prudence ensures
that life is never dull.

I think Douglas would approve
of a philanthropic endeavor.

Well, the obvious thought's
the refuge.

Well, it's doing well
as it stands.

Something of my own, I think.

Something for women,
as Douglas helped men.

You sound like Caro or Anna.

Or what I might have been
had I been born into their eras.

Now, this is but a hint
of change to come.

They'll be impressed.

You?

Goes without saying.

Well, hopefully I come back
with my own impressive news.

Oh, good luck.

And then we'll
head back together.

For my Ash Park unveiling.

And I have amends to make.

Come!

Ah, Doctor.

I believe an emergency
brought you to town.

Yes.

I ran into Mr. Fox, off to
get advice about his hand.

Your emergency patient,
it seems, will survive

but won't be the man he was.

Yeah.

You, uh, have a proposition,
you say?

Yes.

You didn't give me much of a go.

I made a quick,
yet I believe fair, judgment.

I thought I was
interviewing you.

I came to take the measure
of the situation.

I found the hospital, its
potential at least, attractive.

You not so.

I'm happy to outline why.

So that was it, no discussion,
just straight to the board,

digging a hole under me
six feet deep?

I did my homework, spoke
to certain objective parties.

Richard Bennett?

Well, he did fund
the surgical wing.

Well, he's hardly objective.

The board has supported
his assessment.

Well-meaning, well-liked,
but mired in the past.

Mr. Fox, I'm told,
had to battle you for change.

Mr. Fox went about it wrong.

It's not my job to drag you
into the future.

Your diplomas showed
you've done no further study

since you left medical school.

I keep up with the journals.

But no actual credentials.

Your rural location
is no excuse.

Your patients deserve
the latest treatment

as much as anyone else.

They are looked after.

Well, perhaps not as well
as I'd like to see.

I will appreciate your
cooperation in this transition.

I'm here to offer
more than that.

You want forward thinking,
you got it.

And you'll have your hospital
all to yourself.

A whole new aspect of care
for the area,

under me, independent,

and I'll do the studies
to back it up.

Let's see how much you
really care about the locals.

No Doris yet?

No, Sister.

I've been expecting you.

Well, there's, uh,
little to say.

It needs discussing.

It must have been a shock
for you.

As an intimate of Ash Park,

I've embraced
many unorthodox trends.

Your ways,
loose views on divorce,

Miss Anna, first Catholic,
now unwed and expecting.

I see now why she broke off
her engagement with Mr. Fox.

- Doris...
- And I say to myself,

"Doris, times are changing.
You must change, too."

But this I cannot condone.

So much is clear now.

James Bligh's friendships,
his sudden flight overseas.

Even veiled remarks
by Regina Bligh

that now make sense.

You must, of course,
perhaps accept these things,

with it in the family.

But I cannot.

And I will not.
But I will not tell.

- If I could please...
- I will arrange for someone else

to take over the book cart
until I can manage a good face.

- There, I've had my say.
- Please!

It's a perversion
I cannot condone.

It goes against the laws of God
and nature.

I have seen that thinking
used to justify murder.

- Nonsense.
- I was there.

I saw.

They were rounded up
along with the Jews.

"Warmer Bruder, du schwein."

They died along with us.

You're no better than the Nazis.

Excuse me.

Put your back into it, son.

Good to see you back
at the old place.

Get Emma back to school?

Yeah.

Things all right?

Gettin' better.

You've been missed.

Might be missed more, I reckon.

I've been thinking.

How'd you like it?

- What do you mean?
- How'd you like to own it?

Be yours.

Sell?
You can't.

I've been offered a job
at Ash Park if I want it.

There's too many
bad memories here.

Yeah, but...

If I stayed, I'd just turn into

the miserable old coot I was
when Missy first got here.

So do you want it?

Of course.

But I can't.

We can sort something out
about the money.

It's more than that.

There'd be a problem in staying.

Mr. Briggs.

Looks like you could do
with a hand there, Doris.

Oh, no, I'm making good use of
my time free of the book cart.

Yeah, about that.

I caught up with what's what.

Harry Polson told me.

Oh.

I had hoped you were here
to report on young Emma.

Oh, she's pleased as punch
to be back.

Mm-hmm.

I'm selling my spread.

Mr. Briggs,
you're not leaving us?

No, you mustn't.

No, of course not.

No, Ash Park'll do me
just fine for now.

Gimme that.

I've offered it to Harry.

I reckon I can snag him
a loan through Missy.

I've known about him for yonks.

Threw me at first,
but a good bloke's a good bloke,

even if he does like blokes.

Give me one Harry over
10 Stan O'Rourkes any day.

It is unnatural.

Not to him it's not.

Or Henry Fox.

Or James Bligh.

That slipped out.

I guessed as much.

Those blokes have it harder
than most.

They're tossed aside
by their loved ones.

Blackmail, bashings.

James spent time in a loony bin.

They have it pretty tough.

The Lord said...

The Lord makes rules
that we all break every day.

I don't understand it,
but I'm not about to judge it,

especially when they're
three good men.

Dear Dawn...

Oh, Dawnie figured it out.

She still had time for 'em but.

Look, I saw them kissing.

Yeah.

Not something I'd rush to see.

But in private, right?

Where's the harm?

The Bible says...

Drop the Lord bit.

I'll tell you what.

Go inside,
go through your Bible,

start listing down all the
things it says you shouldn't do

that you do.

And be honest, mind.

Then come back out.

I'll be ready for a cold one
by then.

- Oh!
- Off you go.

If you can't find any,
judge away.

But if you do,
show some ruddy compassion.

Scoot.

There'll be seven.

Use the best setting,
as it's a farewell dinner.

- Georgie and David?
- Oh, we'll get them to bed.

Service at 7:30.

Any particular menu?

Lamb with mint sauce.
Treacle pudding.

Give her some good country fare
to miss.

A thorough dusting of any rooms
Mrs. Goddard might use.

And Mrs. Bligh organized it,
right?

I understand.

You're on fire!

Judith called.
I'm booked to see the Americans.

Suggestions for the adaptation.

Ah, will they want them?

I'm giving them.

Wear something loose.

Best it's not an issue.

I'll see.

Don't be perverse.

I'll see how I feel on the day.

Olivia's dinner all arranged?

To all intents and purposes,
all Sarah's doing.

Mother will sail in,
looking to find fault.

She will find none.

Sarah shouldn't have to pretend
any more than me.

Why invite problems?

She certainly doesn't need them
in her current state of mind.

Why?

- Why what?
- Well, why now?

Sarah has every reason
to be happy.

The shot missed.

It was fired.

Enough tension over time.

All we can do is see
Mother's visit goes smoothly.

- We don't need the twang.
- Hm?

Of strings snapping.

Sarah's or hers.

Mr. Polson.

Mrs. Collins.

I baked.

Thank you.

There are many young ladies

who'd be so very happy
with a husband like you.

Not the way I am.

- But...
- And I am how I am.

- But to choose...
- I didn't choose.

You think I'd choose
to lose my sister?

Get punched nearly to death?

You reckon Henry would risk
losing everything

if his patients found out?

There is no choice.

Yes, well... enjoy the scones.

Mr. Briggs hopes the farm
will pass to you.

He says that Dawn would approve.

So, how can I not?

Oh good.

At least someone
got through to her.

Four verses after
fellas shouldn't smooch,

that bit about dads killing
their sons for giving lip.

That threw her.

We'd all be dead
if we stuck to that.

So how's she handling it?

She's headed off out to see him.

I doubt it's a full turnaround,
but it's a start.

Good.

Now, what's with you?

Doris said.
Nazi?

Happiness is my enemy.

Right.

Makes sense of it,
in an odd sort of way.

So tell George.

He'll understand, if I do.

Give him some credit.

How do you say, "You've made
my dreams come true,

and that terrifies me?"

Just like that.

He's gotta be worried.

Yes.

Not sure of my timing,
but how's finances at Ash Park?

The operation's set
for next week.

He promises nothing.

He's the top man.

Even the best
can't perform miracles.

My offer's still open.

Jack Duncan's new plan
removes any betrayal

from your accepting it.

I think his idea's
an interesting concept.

Which will fail,
but it'll keep him around

to see me through my early days.

Social medicine's on the rise.

He may make it work.

Mm, it's ahead of its time,
in a rural setting, certainly.

I'll arrive
supporting the venture.

It'll fall over.
He'll leave.

I'll be settled.

And if it succeeds?

Well, that's for me to judge.
It won't.

That stays in this room.

You won't even give it a chance?

Duncan's only use is to pave
my way with the locals.

Whatever he makes of his scheme
can be built on by us,

or not, when he's gone.

I would like it to be us.

The God complex.

I'm sorry.

I hope it wasn't as ugly in me
as it is in you.

That's uncalled for.

Inverness is lucky
to get the skill...

not the man.

Shove your offer.

I'll put that down to your hand.

My humanity.

You know, that's the trouble
with your sort.

More venom than backbone.

Don't add to your woes
by making trouble!

- Mummy, Mummy!
- Come see! Come on!

- Granny's pretty.
- Oh!

- Granny looks great.
- Quick. Quick!

Come on!

Daddy, Daddy!
She's here!

I saw you out the window.

Wait till you see.

In you go, you two, come on.

All right?

No.

But yes.
What's going on?

They've picked up
on the fun of it.

Close your eyes.

- Oh!
- Come on.

Yoo-hoo. Very good.
Nearly there.

Come see.

Come see!

And...

...open.

Oh, goodness!

My reaction was somewhat bluer.

Aunty Caro said a rude word.

It was naughty.

Doesn't she look fabulous?

She does.

A change.

In more ways than one.

I-I hope that I'm invited
on Friday.

You are.

Elizabeth's getting
far too much attention.

Uh, Caro's bursting to hear,

but I wanted to tell you all
at once about my future.

I saw Neil Burton.

He's happy for me
to set up a unit

incorporating
the women's clinic.

But so much more.

Men have their own problems.
They just don't face them.

A community clinic
for the body and the mind.

I'll get in a psychiatrist.

We'll focus on
men's health issues

like we do with the women.

Have specific men's nights.

Encourage them to share.

We'll do it so that
both are serviced.

Mine to run
totally independently.

Um, Neil's recommending it
to the board.

- Well?
- Jack, congratulations.

- Thank you.
- It solves so much.

I love the idea.

I got it transporting Stan.

Get to the man before
he does what he does

or get on top of it
when he does it.

What do you think?

Yeah?

Yes.

Of course!

It's marvelous.

It's a great idea.

It's wonderful.

So of course he insisted.

We spent an evening
at the casino.

It is another world.

More jewels than you can
shake a stick at.

But, darling, it was dazzling,
though, wasn't it?

Yes, but how many left with them
or their shirt?

I bet it happens.

Well, James seems concerned
about William's habits.

It's a factor in expanding
the business here.

What, he said that?

Carolyn?

Sorry.

James suggested William enjoys
the tables a touch too much.

Mm, it's partly behind
expanding the business here.

As I said.

He has never been good
with money.

It's worth keeping an eye on.

And he's been worse
at listening to me.

Good thing there's no casinos
in Australia.

It's bad enough with two-up.

There'd be a lot more
poor households.

There's enough
with the backroom games.

Something we'll focus on
at the clinic.

Grog number one, of course.

And some of the women
are starting

to rely too much
on tranquilizers,

so have to get the local GPs
on side with that.

Might they see that
as poaching their patients?

We'll take the hard cases, like
any other part of the hospital.

Stella Jones managed on nothing
for months

to pay off Bob's
Anzac Day debts.

No wonder she took to pills.

Well, fix the man,
maybe fix the woman.

Amen to that, yes?

Absolutely.

Me too?

I doubt Grandmother's
changed enough

to allow smoking at table...

...even if she is
staying for Shabbat.

Although I haven't seen a single
finger run along a surface.

A transformation.

Speaking of surfaces,
it's not subtle.

Yours.

You're lucky Sarah's distracted,
or she'd be at you, too.

I'm simply absorbing the idea.

You were hoping he'd leave.

You're shattered.

Oh, I want to scream.

You have to tell him.

If I start, I won't stop.

You can't pretend.

How his eyes glowed.

How can I douse that?

His concept of moving on
is marching stolidly in place

in a different uniform.

You have your new job.

There was a frustrating logic
to it once.

But now...

Why can't he at least consider
what is out there?

Because he's Papa.

I feel sick.

It's all right, it's all right,
it's all right.

For the first time,
I think we might not make it.

His handing the house back
was unexpected.

A lesser man might not have.

Matt's greatest strength
is his greatest weakness.

A rigid code of conduct.

You'd no reservations
in taking it?

Briefly,
but what he said was true.

I gave it under
different circumstances.

Who'd have guessed at the time.

At least you saw in time.

Yes.

I think you'll be much happier.

- I will be.
- Mm.

You've told George?

I trust all's on the property?

He would never ask you
to stop working.

I have to at least try
the traditional role for fit.

Any reason why now?

You'll understand,
if anyone will.

We've had some good sales.

The war is always with us.

What's it got to do with that?

George first.

Dessert, I think.

I'll hurry it along.

She almost sounded like me then.
Goodness.

You're a role model, Mother.

Oh, just as I embrace
my inner self.

My legacy, perhaps.

I reckon we're all
turning over new leaves.

I'll drink to that.

Sleep tight, little man.

In bed.

Every time I've been happiest,
life's shattered me the most.

In '37, I wrote a letter to
my mother that I'd married René.

She said I was dead to her.

Paris 1940, we were so in love.

And the Germans marched in.

You and I engaged,
and that's when they found René.

At peace with that,
and then he died.

David born,
nearly killed by Regina.

And now...

...I've never been happier.

At my happiest, what might come?

When Stan held the rifle on me,
I thought that was it.

I thought I was dead,
and I thought, "That's fine."

At least the curse falls on me,
not you... or David.

Because it is like a curse.

And now?

Sister Adams was constructed
out of the rubble of war.

She was in control, unflappable.

That's why when I met Elizabeth,
I thought, "You...

You won't get the better of me."

It's why when Regina did
her worst, I managed my best.

She's where I've retreated
whenever I've felt most at risk.

Sister Adams.

Sister Nordmann.

Sister Bligh.

She can't be hurt.

Sarah Bligh can.

It's why I've resisted
becoming her.

And now?

Sarah Bligh is who I am.

I can't know who I am
beside that...

...without embracing that.

Embrace the expectation.

Discover what's possible
within it.

A world of love.

You.

- David.
- Yourself.

I'll not stand in the way
of you.

You never have.

But I have to stop
running from us.

Trust us.

Trust fate.

No more fear.

I can do it.

Hello!

He wanted to see new Granny
before he'd eat his breakfast.

New Granny?

His words, not mine.

Well, here she is.

You look nice.

Oh, thank you, kind sir.

All right, off you go.
Scoot.

Poppy and Georgie are waiting.

You should buy new dresses,
too, Mummy.

Oh, I think we'll leave that
to Granny.

New Granny.

He has a precocious
sense of couture.

Mm, he just loves
all the fuss around it.

Mm.

Shabbat.

Yes?

I would be thrilled if you come,

but only if you're
truly comfortable with it.

Well, one never knows
unless one tries.

Is that so amusing?

It's just relevant
to my new day.

I'd like you
to give me some training

on how to run a household.

I'm testing out new Sarah.

Mr. Henry Fox
on the phone, ma'am.

Oh, the poor dear.

James' former swain.

Father to Anna's child.

I know.

Oh, all too complicated.

He's asking for Mrs. Goddard.

I see.
What did you tell him?

That she's not available.

- But not that she's away.
- No.

Tell him Mrs. Goddard
would be thrilled

to see him here at 11:00.

- But Mrs...
- A very white lie. Quick sticks.

Terribly proud chap.

May not come otherwise.

Come for?

To be restored, my dear.

As you with Elizabeth,
so I with him.

- Thank you, Trevor.
- Sure.

- Good morning.
- Morning.

Be up soon.

You're definitely sure?

Emma's future's
more important than mine.

That money's going to
put her through uni.

But more to the point,
are you sure?

Last year it would have been
a stretch,

but this year it's been
a bumper wool crop.

The farm's been your life, Roy.

A man's never too old
to change, Mr. Bligh.

We'll be lucky to get you.

We'll pop over and see Harry
when Olivia's gone.

And Missy, too?

No show without Judy.

I just thought
with how she is...

Well, nothing could keep her
out of helping you two.

You're sortin' it, but...

We're making a start.

Good morning.
Where are you off to?

I have an apology to make.

I'll be back in time for Olivia.

How was the ride?

Just what the doctor ordered.

Did I, now?

Come on, I could eat a horse.

Well, just as well
I didn't ride up, then.

Boom-tish.

Might go better second house.

Ah, Mrs. Bligh.

Good morning.

I don't blame you.

I've done my best to put
Mr. Polson's mind at ease.

I'm glad.

My only excuse
is I wasn't myself.

After Mr. O'Rourke's actions,
no doubt.

However, the term used
was extreme.

Offensive.

I must have touched a nerve.

Was it so?

You saw such men killed?

I did.

I always sensed you suffered
through the war.

I ask no details,
but it would explain much.

But to compare me
to those monsters.

Uh, you are yourself again?

I am.

Well, that counts
more than any apology.

As am I... sad.

I don't know.
Puzzled.

I doubt I'll ever understand,
but I will try my best.

It's all anyone can do.

Yes.

Harry will likely be staying,
so discretion's important.

Yes.

My lips are sealed.

And Mr. Fox?

It's unlikely he'll return.

Oh.

I feel regret.

Without your championing,
I suspect not so.

Well, then I'm glad I was firm,
except for that word.

Indeed.

Indeed.

Mr. Briggs!

Roy.

We're off soon.

I've something to show you.

You've heard of Jack's scheme?

Yeah, Mr. Bligh said.

Um, as it will
be changing anyway,

I've asked Jack
to see this made up.

I've felt rather a fraud.

The spark of an idea
and some early funding

hardly merits my name there.

We'll never forget Mrs. Briggs.

Let's ensure the future doesn't.

She was a fine woman.

I'll see you when I get back.

Lured here
under false pretenses.

Alone and adrift in a big city.

Anna would want me
to take you in hand.

No pun intended.

Come on.

Come on.
Come inside.

It should just slide over
to the side.

You're going to drive us
all the way there?

In you get.

All right?

No special fuss, please.

We'll be back
before you know it.

I'm happy just looking at you.

I'm so glad
I was here to see it.

You travel safely.

The Dawn Briggs
Community Clinic.

- How wonderful.
- It will be.

I will give your love to James.

- We'll miss you.
- We will.

You make a wonderful Mrs. Bligh.

Thank you.

Onwards.

- Georgie?
- Bye!

Not in a sentimental mood.

I'll let you know
how the meeting goes.

So glamorous.

I will track down Henry.

See you in a few days.

I'll see you there?

You use the house as your own.

Thank you.

Keep an eye on her
with those Hollywood types.

When should I expect you back?

- I'll see how I go.
- Oh, soon as you can, yeah?

Back before you know it.

Bye-bye, Georgie.
- Bye, bye, bye!

- New adventures.
- For all of us!

- Bye!
- All right.

- Bye!
- See you soon!

Bye!

More new adventures.

Goodbye.

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