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- Hey, Jem. - Hey.

- Hey, Jem. - Heya.

Sup?

Oi!

I saw them pashing in broad daylight.

I may be able to get you your own space.

- What do you mean our own space? - I said maybe.

- Is it another garage? - No. And it'd be long-term.

And you don't have to share with tractors.

Can we wear whatever we want?

Yeah. It's a space where you can be you, talk shit, hang out

without worrying about...

- Super-judgey haters? - Exactly.

- Do we have to tell our parents? - Only if it's safe to.

But like I said, this is...

Can we go now?

Yeah, we should go see it before school.

Yeah. Where is it?

Nah.

Look, I know I owe you already,

but I got my first pay from the old man yesterday,

and I'm gonna start paying you room and board.

Yeah, still a no. But yes to room and board.

Those kids need somewhere safe to meet.

I keep thinking about what it would've been like

having someone like this when I was their age -

not having to do it alone.

But you weren't alone.

Anahera Tokatai, will you please let me... ?

Take advantage of my loving and caring nature?

OK.

Thank you.

If you had this, would you have stayed?

Shit. That's my ride.

- You all right to lock up? - Yeah, I got you.

Hey, um, we'll kick things off this week, yeah?

Ka pai.

- And can I put something on socials? - Yeah. Whatever.

- That's the way! Yes! - That's what I'm saying, eh?

Come on, girl.

- Come on, cuz. - Jump in, sis.

- Yee-ah. - That's what I'm sayin'.

Whoo-hoo-hoo!

Whoo-hoo!

♪ Oh, ye-eah ♪ ♪ Oh, ye-eah ♪

Let's go, girls!

♪ What's the time, Mr Wolf? ♪

♪ What's the time? ♪

♪ What's the time, Mr Wolf? ♪

♪ What's the time? ♪

♪ Said 1 o'clock ♪

♪ 2 o'clock ♪

♪ 3 o'clock ♪

♪ 4 o'clock ♪

♪ 5 o'clock ♪

♪ 6 o'clock ♪

♪ Spooning, spooning, spooning after dinner ♪

♪ Mr Daddy Longlegs ♪

♪ Crawling up to the ceiling ♪

♪ The sun don't shine ♪ ♪ The sun don't shine ♪

♪ The sun don't shine at all ♪

♪ Mama, Papa said I should go to school ♪

♪ I don't know what for ♪

♪ Now that I've gone out and seen the world ♪

♪ And all its lies ♪

Whoo!

♪ What's the time, Mr Wolf? ♪

- ♪ What's the time? ♪ - ♪ Ooh-ooh! ♪

♪ What's the time, Mr Wolf? ♪

♪ What's the time? ♪

- Yeah. - ♪ What's the time, Mr Wolf? ♪

- ♪ He aha te tāima? ♪ - ♪ What's the time? ♪

- ♪ Picnic time! ♪ - ♪ What's the time, Mr Wolf? ♪

♪ What's the time? ♪

♪ Ooh-ooh-ooh! ♪

Whoo-hoo!

Anyone tell you that all Māoris can sing?

Bloody right!

Whoo-hoo-hoo!

I don't even know why the iwi are considering

renewing the lease on that farm.

Well, it's good money.

And it's gonna cost a bomb

to, you know, do all the repairs on the community house.

Yeah, but the lease ain't gonna come up

on that farm for another decade.

We need to take it over.

Bring in a farm manager to train some of the young ones up.

We could plant our own alternative crops.

Mm. Like marijuana.

Not you and your wacky baccy.

We could grow our own medicinal plants. Imagine.

Gerald Davis knows all about alternative farming.

You should talk to him.

OK. This is the first stop.

Well, the church was built by the first European missionaries

that turned up here.

There's some old graves here, some of our ancestors.

Te Huia's memorial plaque.

They took her, didn't they?

Te Huia? She died away from here.

Her head, though, was preserved and brought back home,

eh, as was the way back then.

And then she was taken from us.

- Stolen. - Yep.

No one knows where they took her?

Well, someone from the family put this thing here.

Look, if you wanna know your ancestor, who she was,

go and sit in the bush.

That was her place, not here.

You know,

this is just about all that was left of our mighty wetlands.

They used to come and set their boats down here

and gather food and whatnot.

There is a brown one.

- Yeah. It's quite big. - Hey!

What are youse poking around for?

Dave Cunningham's got another cow missing.

Oh, well, you have to tell him to fix his bloomin' fence, then.

What are you doing here?

We're just showing this one some of the Rūrangi history.

You wanna join us, Gerald?

No, thanks.

Oh, well. Never mind. Next time, then, eh?

Man!

That fulla's a spunk.

Oh. Shame he's so stuck up.

Hey! Don't you go saying that about my future husband.

I wouldn't mind if he poked that stick right in my...

Ugh!

Eugh! He does keep to himself, that uncle.

- He must get so lonely. - Hang on.

Is that why the iwi doesn't help him with this bylaw stuff?

Because youse all think that he's stuck up? Because he's not.

Girl, we've been trying to talk to Gerald for ages about the bylaw.

He won't talk to us.

He knows where the marae is. He just don't come.

Why are you being like that to the aunties?

They're just being friendly.

You're Māori, Dad, and so am I.

Wow. Someone got real woke in the big city, didn't they?

Have you seen the comments on your post?

- The Rainbow Youth group? - Yeah.

Trolls came out, eh?

Probably live around here, watching us right now,

pounding away at their little troll keyboards.

Oh, shit.

Dave'll be gutted.

We found it!

How do we get it out?

We don't.

That's Dave's job.

Hey, James Murphy, is that you, bro?

- You're a egg. - I thought youse were joking.

We're not joking. This is our land.

- Start unpacking. - OK.

- There's more food in the boot. - Mm-hm.

Yeah, cos nothing goes with coleslaw like a...

a bit of colonisation.

Hey, I've never had a 'fuck you' picnic before,

especially not in the middle of winter.

I have, with my Hone.

- Ew! - Ew!

Yuck, Auntie, man. I hope it wasn't on this blanket.

- Hey, what's this? - Don't touch that!

Oh.

That's not for the picnic.

OK.

Uh, what are youse doing?

- Nothing. - Nothing.

Nothing.

- Āe. - Girls, girls, girls.

But is she ready? Like, do we really need her?

- Āe rā. - Mm.

Plausible deniability.

- What's that? - Plausible deniability.

I know what she said, but what does it mean?

That's right.

- I had a feeling you might call. - Count me in. With...

whatever it is that's going on.

I'll text you when we're outside.

Don't tell anyone where you're going, what you're doing

or who you're doing it with.

I actually don't know any of that.

Exactly.

Wear black.

So... where are we going?

The macrons above the U in 'Rūrangi'.

- You're the macron bomber! - No.

She's not the macron bomber.

- I'm not the macron bomber either. - Nah.

I'm not the macron bomber.

I'm definitely not the macron bomber.

Uh, I-I don't get it.

We all are!

And you are too now.

Well, that was fun.

Well, the night's only just begun.

Bastard!

Take that! Serves you right!

Ah!

- Game over, dude! - Whoo!

No way.

Hey. We're just heading into Anahera's shop with that resource kit.

How about a real-life resource kit?

- Eh? - Some shithead's convinced the venue

to pull the booking for the conference.

What did they say? This event is too inconsistent

with the values of the company, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.'

Ugh! Arseholes.

- Yeah. Complete fuckers. - Wait. Why are you calling me?

Well, we're all dressed up and ready to go, and...

the brilliant Luna thought...

That we could partake of your country air.

I.E. get the fuck out of town...

And come help with the bylaw.

I mean, Jem's notes have been doing the rounds.

- Seriously? - Yeah. Tell Jem they made for compelling reading.

Yeah. And, um...

you know, that bylaw could set a precedent

for other regions to follow. It's a big deal.

Jem's here. I'll put you on speaker. Hang on.

- They read your notes. - Oh. Hi.

Anyway, there are five of us.

We need a place to stay for the week somewhere safe and... free?

Oh, you can stay at the farm. And I'll spring for gas.

Caz.

Let me know when you're at Rūrangi and I'll direct you to the farm.

Excellent.

Looks like we're going rural.

Whoo!

Shouldn't you have asked Gerald first?

Campaign workers for room and board? He'll be stoked.

Hm, he's pretty touchy about the septic tank.

Putting children in danger is no joke.

I'm giving them a space to meet.

I'll boycott the shop.

Others will too. I'll make sure of it.

Jean!

Good luck finding five vintage pot holders for under 50 bucks!

What's going on there?

You posted your group to the Rūrangi community page.

- You're kidding. - Yeah.

Ungodly'. 'Disgusting'.

Anahera's op shop is encouraging perversion and '

Anahera, don't.

- This shop is my livelihood. - People are just saying shit.

They're not actually gonna do anything.

I can't risk it.

She's got a mortgage.

- Rūrangi needs this. - You're right.

You're absolutely right. But I need to pay my bills.

I'm sorry, Caz. You're just gonna have to find somewhere else.

- I'll see you at the milking shed. - Yep.

Good news: got us some bylaw help.

Oh, really? Who?

Um, my activist mates.

They're coming down tonight for a week.

They just need somewhere to stay.

Oh.

How many people are we talking about?

Five.

Five. They all transgender or gay?

What does that matter? They're activists, and they've got skills.

They just need room and board.

I'm just... showing an interest in your friends.

Tell 'em... Tell 'em they're welcome here.

I will say that some of my mates are trans and gay.

Like me.

I'm a trans man who likes men, which makes me gay.

You look like you've got a question.

Yep.

Can you make us a cuppa?

After the washing.

Hi, this is Anahera.

Anahera. It's Keith Murphy here.

Uh, Hullo... Hi...

Sir. M-Mister.

Sir.

Don't worry about that stuffy title.

Is now a good time to talk, Anahera?

Uh, y-yeah. Yeah... Yeah, sure.

Look, um, I must apologise for not responding to your emails,

but, um, I'd be delighted to take you up on your invitation

to debate your friend about this, um, proposed bylaw.

- Y... you would? - Yeah. It'd be fun, don't you think?

Timely.

- And relevant. - Yeah.

Wonderful. My assistant will be in touch to arrange a time and venue.

- See you later. - Āe.

We'd better get going.

- Where? - To the pub.

Watch the Ainofo doco.

He was the man.

Still getting over it.

Come on.

I'll get you some tucker.

Um, I can't.

I gotta wait for Ellie and them, put out some mattresses and stuff.

Jem!

- Yeah? - Where are ya?

We're off to the pub. You can drive.

Oh...

I'm not really up for that.

We're honouring a legend tonight, a man gone before his time.

I know. I just don't like it when the pub's too crowded.

Fine. I'll drive my bloody self.

- You sure you can't drive him? - No.

I've gotta wait for Ellie and them.

- Oi! - Caz is gay.

Wait!

- Wait! - Oh.

Wait!

Hey!

Yeah!

Still standing, Agnes?

- For now. - Ooh!

There you go.

Thanks.

For the love of God, stay in the car. I won't be long.

Sir Keith bloody Murphy?

Yeah. We've still gotta sort the dates and stuff,

but it looks like my weirdo debate idea wasn't so weird after all.

Game on. I'll get this.

Hey, uh,

where's Caz?

Oh, at home, probably looking for this.

Did you call him?

Um, hello?

- Um, hello, landline? - Oh, yeah.

Hey, no. We're just here to get directions.

- I'm starving. - I want some wedges.

- I'm thirsty. - Just like my hair.

Has anyone heard anything from Caz?

Who ordered the travelling circus?

- Who's she? - I take it these are Caz's mates.

- Hello? - Um, hey. We're at the pub.

- Jem, I left my... - You need to get here now, probably.

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