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Do it a little more, babe.

Check, check one, two.

How well do you know your parents?

Before tonight I thought I knew mine,

but I was wrong.

This is my dad.

You better go.

Holding my hand, he told me stories

he never told anyone.

It's easy to forget your parents were once young, crazy things.

And I wonder if Mom realized

how little she knew him.

Maisie, come on.

Get out of here.

My name is Maisie.

And this is my parents' story.

One, two and three and four!

Oi, you gutless little shits!

It's only beer, uncle.

Bullshit, it is. Now put them back!

Come here! I'll outrun you!

Come here, come here!

Get out of here!

The fuck?

Hey! Hey!

What do you think you're doing?

Feeding the ducks.

Really?

Just because you can't see them doesn't mean they're not there.

You can go now.

Do you want a ride?

Look, what other options have you got?

Come on.

Come on.

Where to?

Rangiatea.

Where's that?

It's just past Otorohanga.

Otorohanga, that's, that's like an hour away.

I can't take you that far.

It's okay.

No, no, um.

Hey.

Hey.

Fuck it.

Keith!

Keith!

- Hey. - Hmm?

This is your house, right?

Huh, yeah.

Gosh, that was quick.

Yeah, it was.

- Okay? - Okay.

- There we go. - What's going on?

- She all right? - Yeah, she's, she's fine.

Hey, Mom.

- She's drunk. - Hi, Dad.

Get that boy out of here.

She was just on the side of the road there.

I think her friends must have ditched her.

You've woken the whole bloody house there, mate.

- Stand up! - Oh!

Thanks for the looking after her.

Come out when you're sober.

Hello?

Hello.

Excuse me, um.

Hi.

Hello!

- Hey. - Hi.

Dad told me you worked here.

I mean you planning on buying something?

Yeah.

Do you want a hand?

No.

You have anything in mind?

- Beatles? - Beatles.

You might want to check out the B section then.

Uh, you, your folks weren't too angry?

No, they're fine.

Now.

I suppose I should say thank you.

I suppose you should.

There he is.

Um, I live in town now, here.

So are you going to ask me out or?

How embarrassing.

Hey, wait, wait, wait, wait.

Your mom doesn't like me that much.

She doesn't like anyone.

You don't get it.

She made it pretty clear that I'm not the guy

you bring home for a Sunday roast.

But you could be.

Pick me up at six, YWCA.

Sorry.

Ta da!

Up, up, up.

Oh, that's very red.

Well, he won't notice you if not.

It's late, maybe he's not coming.

Oh, course he is.

Don't act too keen.

They won't say much but... they can tell if you're nervous.

I'm not nervous.

- Make him do all the work. - Oh.

Act like you don't care.

Rose! Eric's here!

Okay, Rose, you know what to do.

- Hey. - Do you know what room number Rose is in?

Um, yeah, she's in room 20,

but I'm in room 25.

Thanks.

What?

Am I late or something?

Hey!

It's not that bad.

Shit!

Hey, you two! Out!

You know the rules. No swearing.

- Sorry, sorry, I just didn't... - Out.

Do you always get kicked out?

That was horrible.

Oh, I know, that was the best thing ever.

No!

- You're not a bad dancer. - Not bad?

You sound surprised.

Do you think I'd be a shit one?

You're not going to let that go, are you?

Ah, shit no.

Got a problem with that, Popsey?

Popsey?

Yeah, like popcorn.

I had to give you something.

I'm going to use the powder room.

Did you want to meet my friends?

I'll come find you, yeah.

- You sure? - Yeah.

- Okay. - Thanks.

Excuse me. Do you want to go dance?

Uh, yeah, I'll come find you in a second.

- Oh. - Just a moment.

Where you off to?

Why were you dancing with that girl?

It would have been rude not to.

Hey, Rose.

Rose.

- Rose! - I'm going home, okay?

Woo!

Hold on, it's going to get bumpy.

- Oh! - Oh, shit!

Oh, shit, shit!

Shit, shit!

To the beach, he's exactly the same,

he just goes and goes and goes,

and Mom, it drives her completely crazy.

So what do you do for your family holidays?

Well, I just help out my dad.

Cleaning business.

Oh.

Yeah.

So, when am I going to meet your dad?

Just so you know...

I'm a virgin and I just wanted to tell you

in case you expected anything.

What would I expect?

I don't know.

I, I was going to wait until I dropped you back,

but I'm going to be going away soon.

Going where?

England.

Europe, America maybe.

It's just so much to see.

I'm going to go through the Panama Canal.

I've been planning it for ages.

You know there's these clubs in London and...

Bands just play music nonstop.

How long are you going for?

A year or two.

Yeah, I'm not sure yet.

I, I, I've never been anywhere before.

And I, I want to go, you know, before I end up stuck here.

Working some shit job.

Like my dad.

You're going to have a going away party?

Yeah, yeah, family's thinking about it.

You should invite me.

No, just stay.

I'd like to make a speech.

We don't know where he's going,

but it won't be far enough from me and Isabel.

That's all I can say.

No, no, no, no, seriously.

We're actually surprised that he's actually going to go

anywhere.

Never a very good traveler when he was a kid.

In the back, crying.

Being miserable.

I hope you're going to be better on the boat, son.

Don't get sick like you did on Waikremoana

when you threw up all over your mother, poor thing.

It wasn't so bad. But tonight,

we say goodbye, sayonara.

Here's to Eric.

Bon voyage, boy.

Bon voyage.

Yeah, the cake's good, isn't it?

Yeah, not bad.

You all right?

All right, it's fine.

I'll just top up my lemonade.

She's pretty, that one, eh?

Shh, stop, stop.

Shh, shh.

Hey, hey she's in a hurry.

Forget about her, mate.

You're out of here Tuesday.

I'll see you in there.

Right-o.

Hey, Mom, Mom!

Oh, look, there he is, there he is.

You guys look after Mom, okay?

What?

I will write. I'll write lots.

Bye, bye!

Ooh!

Stuart!

- Eric. - I think I'm getting the hang of this.

Dear Rose.

Letter for Rose.

Popsey, I hope you don't mind that I wrote to you.

They put me in a cabin with a bloke with bagpipes.

His name's Stuart.

Oh, Jesus.

And Stuart likes to practice most days.

Coming out tonight?

Nah, I think I'm going to stay in tonight, Stuart.

We'll miss you.

Bless, oh, Lord, this food to our use.

Thanks for your photo.

Nice to know someone's thinking of me.

- In Jesus name, amen. - Amen.

Help yourselves.

It was good to get your letter, Popsey.

Didn't think you'd write back if I'm honest.

Sorry for calling it a secretary school.

It's a technical college.

I'm sure there's a big difference.

There is.

Yeah, that brings be back to all the women!

Come on, my one and only chance.

Happy new year, Popsey.

I hope no boy has anything to do with you tonight.

But I hope you enjoy yourself.

Oh, ladies and gentlemen!

New Years is upon us!

Ten, nine!

London is so different from home.

I don't even think I can begin to describe it.

It's... it's nothing like Hamilton.

Don't worry about me and these rough dives.

It's a great education.

Rose.

I can't shake the thought of you.

Oi!

Rose!

Anyway.

Write back soon,

and, Rose, keep yourself for me.

The ring is better for you.

It's really beautiful.

Collect call from Eric coming from London.

Yes.

Hi.

Rose, is, is that you, baby?

Hello?

Is that you, Eric?

I can't hear you.

- Put your dad on the line. - It's a very bad line.

I, I've got to ask him something. It, it's important.

- Can you hear me? - Rose.

I want to do things right.

I just can't hear you, Eric.

Eric? If you call collect one more time...

Rose, you've got a package.

- Ooh. - It's from London!

Oh!

London!

- Rose, is that what I think it is? - Oh, my goodness.

Rose, I want to hear you say it.

Rose, you going to tell me?

Rose?

Yes.

What else was I supposed to say?

Please, stand.

...in the holy bond of marriage?

I do.

Would thy have this man?

I do.

- Yeah, wrong way. - Yeah, all looking at me.

Woo! Rose is married!

Yeah, that's the silly one.

It's okay, just don't...

- I know. - Just a little!

I know, but...

- Slightly to the left. - A little bit still?

- But I'm getting a cuddle as well. - Hey, dad, what about Barry

going on that side?

Far away as possible from my wife.

And then swap places with the person to the left of you.

Oh, really?

On the other way.

You're just glancing out that way.

Okay.

About bloody time.

Whakatane, son, I tell you,

you'll be late to your own funeral.

Now, listen!

Speech.

You all know me, Barry, father of the groom.

- Make him go away. - I prepared something.

A speech that I've been planning.

Some of you might remember

that we weren't always in the cleaning business.

My grandparents, they were in flowers before that.

Feed him to the sheep.

- Oh, he's not so bad. - Well,

they had a little shack down by the lake.

Sold all kinds of flowers.

And in that last section down there,

where all the daffodils grow,

well, there, I saw walking with her sister,

this most beautiful creature.

Isabel, Eric's mom.

Aw.

Well, me being me, of course,

had to go and say good day, didn't I?

And then nine months later, boom, there he is,

the little fella!

Well, then this cheeky bugger comes home one day

and he says, "Dad, I've met this bird

down by the daffodils."

What, son?

Who'd have thought, eh?

What are the odds

that two generations, two generations

meet at exactly the same place?

- Million to one, eh, Barry? - Bloody right, a million to one. So.

Let us raise our glasses.

A million to one.

A million to one!

Bye Mr. and Mrs. Williams!

Hey.

You okay?

It's all they had.

It's perfect.

It's plastic.

They're out of season.

We're here.

Which one is it?

It's the gray one.

We can paint it.

Oh, whoah.

Holy shit.

Wow, holy shit.

Jesus Christ church.

Probably, uh, should have checked it out first, huh?

Hello.

Hello.

Reckon it'll make a good love nest?

Definitely got the nest part right, huh?

Hey, you've always wanted a cat, right?

Yeah, why?

Hey.

It's only temporary.

It's a good doer-upper.

Right.

I'll just chuck it any old place then.

Don't even think about taking that. There's no workings.

Do you listen to a bit of opera? Hey.

I'll pinch a few posters from the record shop.

- Shall we go? - Yeah, now we'll go in the Mustang.

I got cash flow problem at the moment.

- See you later. - See you.

So what, mate, whose, whose car?

Jump in the Mustang, mate.

I love you.

Love you.

Your father thinks it's leaky pipes in the walls, love.

You need to air the place.

Hang everything out before mold gets to it.

How's your linen looking?

Your grandmother would turn in her grave.

A place of your own, huh?

Bit of grass for baby.

Maybe if Eric was working somewhere better.

Better than a record store.

You said it was yesterday,

but yesterday's another day!

Hey, hey, what are you doing?

Look, come on, I know, I know that we're a bit shit,

but we, we really need to practice.

One, two, three, four.

Oh.

Hey, you all right?

Yup.

The boys called.

So I'll be back later.

Mom offered to, to come stay.

Just till the baby comes.

Well, if that's what you want.

That's not what I want.

You wouldn't listen.

You've made your choice.

Mom, enough, all right?

Mom! Just go!

You'll be okay

Really?

Eric, it's time for everyone to go home. I feel sick.

- You got to meet this guy. He's a band manager. - Hi, lovely to meet you.

Well, this could be a big opportunity, love,

big opportunity!

Hey, you haven't seen Rose?

Rose?

What do you want?

Go on, spit it out.

Or help out.

Rose won't come home.

Well.

No surprises there now, hmm?

I mean no girl's going to want to live in your fucking

shithole of a place, are they?

You need money. Is that why you're here?

I'm not like you.

Not done any of the things that you've done.

How can Mom stand you?

Your mom can spot a good provider when she sees one.

Jumped straight at it, mate.

You know, maybe you should try that, eh?

- Try providing for once. - Don't you!

Don't you fucking dare, son. Don't!

You want to fucking have a go, son?!

Let me tell you something.

You thought marrying her was going to be easy, huh?

Girls like her, mate,

they never take a step back.

Look at you, you little boy, huh?

When are you going to get into your thick skull, eh?

You're mine, my boy.

Fucking not.

You want my help?

Yes or no?

Yes or no?

I told you, you're not welcome here.

Eileen, no offense, but fuck off.

- You don't have my permission... - Rose!

You're trespassing.

Rose!

She's better off here.

Eric!

Rose!

Haven't you got anything better to do?

You enjoy this, don't you?

You enjoy making it clear

that I'm not good enough for her!

Well, with this kind of behavior,

you're proving it, aren't you?

Yeah, I am.

I really fucking am!

Get in the car, Rose.

Get in the car.

You heard me.

Rose?

Love, you don't have to go with him.

Rose.

Bub's missed you.

What is this?

How can we afford all this?

Hey.

Look at you.

Thank you.

Don't come to the house.

Here's one my dad taught me.

We'll have another baby.

Wait!

You crushed the bloody hose, you idiot. Think!

Protesters mounted their most determined effort

of the Tour, just...

Bloody bucket, mate. I needed it about ten minutes ago.

Jesus Christ.

Oh, darling, you're burning up.

Should we call and get your dad?

Hey, stop fucking around and use your brains!

Hey, honey, does he always talk to you like that?

Because you don't have to work for him.

Not if he talks to you like that.

Probably why you're feeling so offhand at the moment.

In New Zealand

In New Zealand

A billion times a week

Keep perfectly calm

Hello?

- Yeah? - Come on, Maisie, shh, shh, shh.

I can't hear, I can't hear what you said.

Why are you calling me?

What?

Hey, don't do that, just...

Just stop.

Fuck, just give me a fucking second, okay, just stop.

- Hey, bubba. - What?

You're okay.

Where are you?

Yep.

Okay.

Just going to pop out for a bit.

I won't be long.

So, what's he done now?

You'll take him with you?

Where is he?

He was holding his arm,

- I thought he was teasing me. - Oh, fuck!

- I couldn't tell you over the phone. - Hey, Dad.

Hey, Dad.

Hey.

Dad!

- He's not supposed to be here. - What are you doing?

- Get off! Get out! - No, you, no, you...

No, you just need to take him, Eric, please.

- Get him out. Please, Eric! - Get out!

Eric, please, please!

Eric, please, get him out of here!

Eric!

Please.

Eric?

Please?

He talked about you.

He said you're good at keeping things to yourself.

Shut up!

My husband's not so nice.

Shut up.

- Not like you, please. - Please, shut up.

He will take my kids if he finds out.

Fuck.

He'll take everyone.

Fuck.

Fuck!

Hey, what are you doing?

Stay away!

Stay the fuck away.

Who called the other night?

One of the boys.

Blown engine.

Hey, Dad.

Hey, you finished Pop's card.

Yeah.

Oh, it's so good.

Come on, let's go.

It's pretty weird, eh?

Yeah.

Go and have a play.

Okay.

I just want to thank everyone

for coming to the house, and, and for saying

- goodbye to Dad. - You put this on the table, dear.

- Right. - Okay.

Barry always did the speeches.

So... I don't know what to say really.

At this point, Barry would have trod on up...

told me to sit my ass back down and shut up.

So for Barry, I'm going to sit my ass back

down and shut up.

Thanks.

Oh, yeah, if anyone is looking for a work van,

vacuums and stuff like that,

Mom's selling the lot.

So... come and see me.

Hey.

Hey, Eric.

I told you to stay away!

Oh, Isabel, thank you so much.

It was a lovely ceremony.

Okay, then, bye.

Fuck.

What are you doing here, eh?

We don't need to go.

I just came to give you something.

Shh.

Shh.

- I had to come. - No, no, you didn't. They're all...

They're all happy not knowing shit.

Why would you fuck that up?

He left it.

I thought you might like it.

Mom, come on!

Ooh!

Ooh, it's cold.

Yay!

You look lovely.

Good day, Terry.

- Good, how are you? - Yeah, good, good.

How are the kids?

Growing up really fast, aren't they?

What would you like to drink?

Just a shandy.

A shandy?

A shandy.

Shit!

Shandy and a beer.

Thanks, mate.

I told you that I wouldn't let it go,

didn't I, Popsey?

Come, Popsey. Come for a boogie.

I don't feel like dancing, thanks.

- Now why even leave the house if you don't want to be here? - Not in front of these people.

In front of who,

in front of these people?

What are you too good to dance with me?

I'll find my own way home.

Grab the sponge, Gracie.

Are you ticklish under there?

No?

Hey.

Hello, dear.

- Hmm. - You all right?

Oh, my goodness, have you finished your cake?

Where's my little birthday girl?

Hello.

Hey, bubba, happy birthday.

You excited about going to the beach tomorrow?

Really, eh?

And what about Mom?

You get lots of presents?

Yeah?

Where's my other big girl?

We don't really talk much, do we?

Not very good at it.

Breed us that way, our mothers.

Least said, fastest mended.

I always remembered that from when I was a kid.

Barry had a couple of other kids.

Eric ever tell you that?

- No. - Nah.

He didn't tell me either.

Eric likes to think that I don't know

because if I did,

yeah, how could I?

How could I let Barry?

We don't have a choice, Rose.

As long as he comes home,

it's all that matters.

Three, four, five, six.

Who's going to give Mom the daffodils?

Me and Maisie. You can give her one too.

- Thank you. - I can carry one.

After lunch we can go for a swim, all right?

Okay.

Aw, look at these.

Oh... thanks, sweety.

Hey, you can sit outside, I can bring you your sandwiches

- out there. - Come on, Maisie.

Won't be long.

Rose.

Hey.

- Don't touch me. - Hey.

Do you give her daffodils?

The woman that you came home smelling of then...

the night that Barry died, did you give her daffodils?

Please, tell me.

It was the musk.

It was all over the sheets.

I had to wash them three times to get it out.

It was her, right?

The one that showed up late to the wake.

And you walked her in in front of everyone,

in front of me. It was so embarrassing.

Do you love her?

Do you love her?

No, you don't love her,

or no it wasn't her?

Because I can't do this anymore.

Say something, Eric.

Say something, Eric, I really,

I need you to say something!

Please, say something!

I want to stay, but you're not,

you're not even trying to hold on.

Or tell me I'm wrong.

I gave up everything! My mom was right about you,

and I never thought she'd be right.

No, it's not true!

No, I told you

I don't want to stay!

You made me a promise, Eric!

- You promised me! - I haven't got a clue.

You broke my heart, and you know what,

what kind of a man are you for our daughters?

It's too late!

I don't love you, do you hear me?

I hate you! Just get out!

Is this what you want?

I should have known.

You're just like him.

Barry would be proud.

Girls, come on, we're going.

I was four the last time we saw

our parents in the same room together.

Did Dad think we were better off without him?

Hey, Eric.

When we talked...

I'm just going to check your eyes, darling.

...he kept going back

to the last time he saw Mom.

I called Mom.

Asked her to come meet me.

If he could have found the words...

what would Dad have said?

Where would he want me to start?

Shit!

Remember Mom?

Shit!

- Shit! - Shit!

- Come here. Shit! - Shit!

What else did he tell you?

I started...

with the one thing Dad wished he'd done.