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I didn't know whose bed I was in.

I woke up, wandered upstairs, and then...

- Um... - Hey.

Hey.

- What's up with that? - Oh shit.

- We... we should pull over. - Yeah.

- You all right, bro? - Hey.

Look, I'm really sorry to do this. It's my dad. He's...

I've gotta get to Waikato Hospital.

Uh... uh, yeah, yeah.

- Nah, get in. - Oh, thank you so much.

I'll just get my bags.

- Caz. - Where's Dad? What happened?

Uh, he's all right. He's alive.

- What do you mean 'he's alive'? - He means Gerald's gonna be OK.

He's... he's fine.

They... they said hypothermia and a broken hip.

Apparently it's been busted already,

- and they're operating now. - What happened?

Well, he was at the house last night fixing something,

- and he fell off the ladder. - Last night?

He's been out the whole night?

Yeah.

Fuck.

Fuck. I shouldn't have left him.

What? You were... you were with him?

We had a fight, and I was trying to fix the...

I left, and he must have climbed up...

Hey. People fall off ladders.

Yeah, he's gonna be OK.

I shouldn't have left him. I was fuckin' angry.

Hey, hey.

I'm here for Gerald Davis.

The surgery went really well.

Do you think he'll be OK overnight?

It's kinda the right place for someone who's just had surgery.

Caz, I mean.

Uh...

Well, he probably won't sleep.

But he told me to leave him there,

so that bung neck tomorrow is on him.

Yeah.

You like him.

Yeah.

Um...

Um...

It's like, uh...

I'm not, like, ready for people to know.

Hmm.

People.

You know, once you come out, they still don't know.

Hey, what's the general consensus

on my label these days?

I'm not getting involved.

Hey, it's been ages since I gave a fuck, so just tell me.

What am I?

OK. Well...

most women think you're a lesbian,

and, uh, most guys think you're straight.

- Still? - Yeah,

even though they know you've been with a woman.

Well, obviously, I'm still experimenting

Chicks dig science, eh?

- Oh, do they? - Yeah.

Most people are just idiots about other people's sexuality.

Who cares what they know or what they don't know

or what they think they know or what they wish they knew?

You know? Just...

you do you.

Do it safe.

But do you.

Yeah, but it's, like, um...

It's easy for you. You know?

You're a woman.

Well...

Yeah, people might say stuff, but it's not like anyone's gonna

give you the bash. You know?

- Like those guys down at the pub. - They lay a finger on you,

and I'll give them a face full of ju-jitsu.

Still.

Doesn't matter.

He's leaving anyway.

Not straight away.

- Ha! - What?

Straight.

How long you been here?

Slept here.

Writing another bloody note, eh?

About to do another runner.

Nah.

What's it say, then?

It says I'm sorry.

Sorry I didn't come back.

And I did love her.

Dad, I'm sorry.

You needed me.

And I wasn't there.

You know what you said last night...

about if...

that if you told us...

You were right.

We wouldn't have handled it very well.

It's not my world.

I don't understand it. I'm still trying to get my head around...

But maybe...

But maybe if you had stayed...

... I would have lost you too.

I want you here.

I want you...

here.

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What are you doing?

It was your mum. The by-law was her idea.

You should've seen her get going...

how we were gonna get the bloody banks off everybody's back.

You set it up right, and nature will look after your topsoil.

'We don't need all that debt.'

They wrecked it. They're not mates.

We could n...

- Sorry we're late. - Roadworks.

- Hey, we need to go. - Cool.

Oh! Jem made some scones.

Ooh! Jem!

Thank you.

That's all good.

Wish us luck.

Thank you, son.

Mr Davis is not here. We need to move on.

We can wait a few more minutes.

Since when are you on their side?

Long sleeve?

Cheers.

We've got your dad's copy. Jem?

- Jem? - Oh! Oh!

Uh...

Um, so, what are we doing?

I gotta read Dad's by-law to the council.

Yeah, and then what?

The council votes for a vote.

This is really long. Do I read the whole thing?

He's reading the official hearing

for the council to vote on the proposed by-law.

If it's approved, then it goes on the ballot,

and everyone...

the public, gets to vote on whether it becomes a by-law.

Oh, it's like, um...

I don't really get it either. I just know that

if it doesn't get read at the meeting today, it's game over.

- Whoa. - Whoa.

It's really important to Dad.

And for Mum too.

There have been no communications with

Mr Davis with either me or my office as to his whereabouts.

We're not waiting any longer.

- What's wrong? - Fuck, I'm not ready.

They'll wanna know who I am.

Motion to strike the reading of Mr Davis' proposed by-law.

- All in favour. - I'd like to speak on behalf of Gerald Davis.

If you wish to speak, you must formally introduce yourself

to the council first.

But everyone already knows who I am.

Ana, the procedures are there for a reason.

Introduce yourself to the council, please.

All right.

Greetings to us all.

Pukehaunui

is my mountain.

Te Awakaha is my river.

My marae is Papatahi.

My ancestor is Te Rū i Wehe

ai te Rangi.

Ngāti Wehewehe is my people.

Ngāti Rūrangi is my tribe.

Kia ora.

Yeah. Yeah, kia ora.

Gerald Davis has asked that the motion of

his proposed by-law be formally read on his behalf.

Ana, darling, unfortunately, I'm going to have to stop you there.

But Gerald wants to take this to a vote.

Exactly. Mr Davis made the submission,

and so he needs to table the motion.

I have his permission.

OK. I'm afraid that for submissions to open ballots,

motions can only be made by petitioners registered

on that submission.

Are you an official member of the submission committee?

No.

Then I think we're done here.

Mr Davis is welcome.

In fact, he's strongly encouraged to put his motion

back again, before the open ballot next year.

Next year?

That isn't fair.

Gerald... um, Mr Davis, he's... he's in hospital.

And he has our sympathies, but these are the rules.

Unless... Well, in your situation, this doesn't apply.

Wait. Unless what?

There is an exception for proxy submissions

by family members. Are you a member of Mr Davis' family?

I'm family.

And you are?

Caz Davis. I'm Gerald's son.

Well, you are misleading the council.

Mr Davis doesn't have a son.

Yes, he does.

Oh.

Oh, now I recognise you.

That's your real name, isn't it?

That's n... that's not my name. I'm...

Sorry, so you're saying that you are a transsexual?

I'm transgender.

Ah. So you've had all of the surgeries, then?

That's none of your business.

I'm here to talk about the by-law only.

Oh, of course. And by all means.

I just need to ensure that we all have the facts

about the kinds of people that are behind this by-law,

whether it's grounded in actual science

or whether it's part of an alternative-lifestyle crowd.

Knowing that Mr Davis is OK with this...

well, we can all make up our own minds, can't we?

I know what you're doing.

I submit this proposed by-law known as

the Rūrangi District Council

phasing out of chemical fertilisers by 2030.

I do so as son and proxy of Gerald Davis.

My name is Caz Davis.

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