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(doorbell ringing)
- [Peter] Clara.
- Hey.
- Did something happen?
- No.
- Then why did you just leave?
- Well, I didn't assume I was staying.
- But you left without saying anything.
- I texted.
- Can't stay.
You don't just leave.
- I think you should watch "Fast and Furious".
I don't wanna get in the way.
- You're not getting in the way.
I can focus on more than one thing.
Something else is going on here.
Don't make me beg for an explanation.
Can you talk to me?
- I'm so sorry, I can't.
I have to go to bed.
I think I just get some sleep and then...
- I'm in love with you, Clara.
And I don't want you to play games with me,
because I'm too old for that.
Have a good sleep.
- [Christine] Were you trying to get rid of me?
- [Aaron] Dad, what are you...
- I'm sorry.
I suppose I was trying to feel better sooner.
Grief doesn't really work like that, does it?
I'm really sorry about surprising you last night.
You know, Anita and I don't need to get married immediately,
or at all, if...
You know, if that's something that's too painful-
- Dad, it's fine.
If it makes you happy, you should just...
But thank you.
You left that ugly chair.
- Yeah, I couldn't find it.
I think someone must have taken it.
- It was probably a good thing.
- It was awful.
(Aaron sobbing)
Oh.
- Good morning.
- Morning.
Went for some air.
Bit of an early morning walk.
- Very early.
- Yeah, I'm sorry.
I went to get Christine's things
and put them back in her room.
- Do you feel better?
- I do, yeah.
- Does Aaron feel better?
- Yep.
He does.
- Well, that's good.
Why don't you go back to bed?
- No, no, no, I'm up now.
And I want to write a list.
We've got too much to organize for our wedding.
- Hey.
Are you sure?
- Yes, I'm sure.
If you are.
- Yes.
- What's going on?
- I'm so hard to be with, Sacha.
Just for moment I wanna feel what it's like
to be a warm person.
- Got a busy day?
- Just Road Transport Act.
- I've gotta get to class.
- I don't know how to do this.
- Me either.
- Yeah, last night just...
I don't know if it is good or...
It happened.
We can't unkiss.
- I'm glad we can't unkiss.
- Yeah, me too.
What do we do?
Now?
- Maybe there's an age where you learn to be with someone
and I missed it, because...
(laughing hysterically)
- Use your words.
- Sorry, I just focused on study and career
and now I'm stuck in my ways.
- Listen, I'm married,
and I don't know how to be with someone.
Alright, that looks fun.
Give it to me.
(both laughing)
- He told me he loves me.
- Sorry, that's not funny.
He should love you.
That's great.
- I couldn't say anything back.
He said, "I love you, I'm in love with you,"
is what he said, and this is me.
I just wanted him to go.
Go away!
Isn't that awful?
- I love Vicky, but I often want her to go away.
At least, like, more often than not, and Aisha.
I love them but I also kind of hate them.
It's true.
They can be arseholes.
And it's a pain to love them.
- I think maybe...
Maybe I'm a bit too selfish.
- Oh, you're very selfish.
All we talk about is you.
Come on!
It's fine.
My life's boring and I love making fun of your life.
But jeez, you're very mean to yourself.
Come on, you met this guy the same time your mum died.
Of course, it's confusing and hard, but...
Just accept that he loves you.
Hey?
He loves you.
Despite your many, many flaws and faults.
And you clearly love him.
- Then why do I feel shit?
- I don't know, 'cause sometimes you just feel shit.
It's love.
- Max hates me.
- What?
Buy him lollies.
- He's 16.
- All kids love lollies.
- Okay, yeah, I know.
It was absolutely hilarious,
but if you can put it in the report,
that would be amazing.
Thank you.
Morning.
- No, afternoon.
- I just got invited to my own wedding,
someone posted it on the internet.
- I put it up, it's from both of us.
- What, to everyone?
What happened to low-key?
- Oh, it's just to my friends.
- You can't put wedding invitations on these things.
- There's no time to mail invitations, Glen.
- Yeah, but how will we know who's RSVP'd?
I mean, a whole bunch of strangers could show up.
- It's private.
They tick yes, no or interested.
Hey, listen, I looked up the 25 words or less page,
but there were no holiday prizes.
We don't really need a honeymoon, do we?
- Ah... - I mean, we just got back.
- Yeah.
- What's next on your list?
- Oh.
Oh, flowers.
- Okay.
I know this fantastic place that rescues flowers
when they've still got a day or two left from, you know,
restaurants and weddings.
I once got 12 bunches for 80 bucks.
I'll send you the link.
- Okay.
Well, that, that sounds alright.
Ah, food.
- Oh, there's this beautiful place on Smith Street,
the food is delicious.
I'll download the menu and I'll send it to you.
And so we can just get a whole bunch of different dishes,
you know, savory and sweet.
They do these stunning little single-serve sweets.
Oh, my god, they are to die for.
And then all we need to do is just get some crispy bread
and we're done.
- Yeah, but like, they're not wedding caterers, are they?
- No, they're culinary masters.
- Yeah, but that's not what I...
Okay.
Alright, I'll get the cake organized.
- What, do we need a cake?
As well as the sweets?
- It's a wedding, Anita!
I mean, we need a wedding cake.
- Okay, yeah.
Well, you organize that.
It sounds good.
- I think you should probably wipe that up,
'cause it, it bakes in if you leave it.
- Hi.
That's for you.
So, I know you're not crazy about me,
but we'll work that out.
And, of course, I'm gonna give you all the time
that you want with your Dad.
Hi.
- Hey.
- I just...
I want to say I'm really sorry about last night.
I'm so bad at this.
I guess it takes me a while to trust someone,
and my mum died just when you came along,
so our timing...
The timing of us has been really difficult for me.
I know I'm not an easy person to be with, but...
I think maybe, I mean...
Maybe I'm ready to give this thing a real go
and actually see where it takes us.
So, yeah.
Say something.
- Has someone been eating these?
- Hey, Max, can you give us a minute?
Do you wanna sit down?
- Mm-hm.
- Yeah.
Thanks for all that.
I know that losing your mum has knocked you around
more than you want to show.
But, I can't.
- What?
You don't wanna-
- No, I want to, Clara.
But I'm not sure you do.
- Did you not just hear what I said?
- Yeah, I heard what you said.
I'm just not sure you did.
There are so many caveats.
I think, maybe, and I might actually,
or let's just see where this goes.
I can't be with someone and it's really not fair to Max,
that, just wants to see where this goes.
And I'm afraid that you'll bolt the moment things get hard.
I'm sorry.
- Okay.
Alright.
- Yeah.
- Okay.
Right, well goodbye then.
Thanks for hearing me out.
- That sponge, that's my favorite.
That's so light and fluffy.
What do you think?
- Oh yeah, love the sponge.
- Sponge it is.
Right, when's the big day?
- Saturday.
- This Saturday?
Oh no, we need at least six weeks for cake orders.
- Oh.
Do you have anything that could be ready?
- Fruitcakes.
We make them well in advance.
- Alright, well, yeah, fruitcake it is.
- You hated the fruitcake.
- Yeah, but we need a cake, Anita.
- Well, why don't we just go to the bakery?
- Because this isn't a party, it's a wedding,
and you can't have a wedding without a wedding cake!
We'll take the fruitcake.
- Ella.
I think we need to stop.
I think you need to stop contacting me, okay?
It's getting stalky, and I'm trying to move on.
- I'm pregnant.
- Fuck.
- Mm-hm.
- Fuck!
(muffled scream)
- He got them back?
- Yeah.
Mum's things.
- Oh, that dress.
Why were we so mean to each other?
- Clara.
Ella's just told me that she's pregnant.
- Oh, wow.
And...
- She's sure it's mine.
- No, is she gonna have it?
- I guess I don't get any choice in the matter.
- No, you don't.
- It's a bit unfair though, don't you reckon?
It's my life too.
- You had a choice, you didn't wear protection.
Just don't be a shit dad.
Okay?
Don't be absent, you'll regret it.
- Yeah, okay.
- You'll be great.
(sobbing)
I'm sorry.
- Where's the...
The sugar keeps moving around.
- Oh, it's in here.
- Oh.
- Oh, I love these.
Do you know these?
Pop-up concerts by candlelight.
They do them in old, abandoned buildings and churches.
- Do you have to have your feet on the table?
- Beg your pardon?
- It's generally considered a bit, you know,
to have your feet on the table.
- Well, it's not considered, you know, in this house.
What's wrong with you?
Well, you seem...
It's almost since you asked me to marry you,
you've been very uptight.
- I'm not uptight.
- [Anita] You're certainly behaving differently
to how you were before.
- Well, we were on holiday.
- So what, that wasn't you?
- No, that was me.
Right, it's just there's no, you know, in your house.
- [Anita] No, what?
- Order.
- What the hell does that mean?
- Well, like, the way you do things, I mean,
I just don't know how you keep track of anything, right?
The invitations for example.
I mean, your friends clicking interested.
What does that mean, interested?
- It means they're interested in coming.
- Yes, but are they coming or not?
I mean, how do we seat interested people?
- They sit on seats!
If there aren't enough seats, they can stand up the back.
We could drag in more seats.
- Exactly.
There's no system at all.
It's just ridiculous.
- What, so I'm ridiculous now?
- Well, look, if you think this chaotic approach
to everything can work, yeah.
- Well, I don't know what's going on.
This is me, Glen.
I'm not Christine and I'm not you.
I'm not gonna apologize for that.
Right now, you're just being mean.
I'm not gonna fight like this.
- Oh, God.
- So why are you marrying her?
- Because she makes me...
I feel different with her.
Lighter.
More spontaneous.
- Well, you're not being very spontaneous now, are you?
(phone chimes)
- Good strong heart.
- Can you tell who the father is?
Sorry, no, obviously, obviously not.
Just forget I said that.
Sorry.
- I cannot fucking believe that you asked that.
- Wait.
Ella, I wasn't thinking, okay?
- Yeah, of course, you weren't fucking thinking.
- You know this is hard for me, too.
- Oh, there it is.
You know it only took you one day to make it about yourself.
One day.
- No, that's not what I'm doing.
- Yes, it is.
And do you know what?
It's obviously yours.
I'm 100% sure.
But you're so more than welcome
to get a fucking paternity test
or whatever when it's born.
- I'm sorry.
I mean, that was intense, wasn't it?
I mean, the heart.
I wanna do the right thing.
- What does that mean?
- It means I wanna be there for you and the baby, okay?
I don't wanna be a shit dad.
Maybe...
I don't know maybe we could try again.
Can't we?
I mean...
- No.
You need to chill out.
- [Aaron] What?
- No, because that's not what you want.
You're overwhelmed or something.
- I'm not, I just-
- Yes, you are. Aaron, I want to co-parent with you.
I don't want to get back together.
We're too different.
We don't work.
You know this.
Okay, I'm gonna go.
- Okay.
Bye.
- Bye.
- Oh.
Kevin didn't pick up his birthday cake from the bakery,
so I thought we could use it.
I'm so sorry about being, you know...
Thank you for not putting up with it.
I really love you.
Will you still have me?
- Come here.
Kevin.
- The lights are all up, the flowers, the cake.
It's not traditional.
It's a very low-key affair,
although we are spending the night apart,
so there is a little bit of tradition, but...
- [Clara] Wow, that's fun.
- Yeah.
I just sent you something though, on email,
and I was wondering if you could read it.
- Now?
- Yeah, and at the ceremony, tomorrow.
- Oh, Dad, I don't know if I'm the right person to...
- No, you're the only person I want to read at the wedding.
And it's just a small passage,
and it would mean the world to me.
- I mean, yeah.
Yeah, I'll read it.
- Darling, thank you, thank you, thank you,
thank you so much.
Thank you.
I've sent it through on email.
- Okay, yep.
- [Glen] Okay.
Alright.
Alright, thank you.
- Okay, bye.
Get some sleep.
- Yes, I will.
Okay, bye, darling.
Bye-bye.
- Bye.
Bye. - Bye-bye.
* Rolling by
* I can't see why
* It's all about to change now
* The winter rain
* Has come again
* And I spent all day
* Inside my warm sheets
* Thinking of you
* But someday
* I must face the cold
* I'm just not ready now
* 'Cause I feel like I'm growing old too soon *
* I don't know what I've done
(phone chimes)
(all cheering and clapping)
- Hi, Ben.
- Glen.
- This is Glen.
- Murray.
Murray.
- Oh, the champagne.
- There you go.
- Thank you.
- Do you do ice?
- Yeah, over there.
- [Assistant] $10.
- $10?
- Yeah, 10 bucks.
Have a good day.
- Hello.
Lovely to see you both.
- This is for you.
- Oh?
Oh, that is absolutely beautiful.
Thank you so much.
- [Jesse] You're welcome.
- Can you turn around, please?
- Terribly.
- Oh, thank you.
This is Aaron.
This is Vicky and Mark.
- Has Clara called you?
- No.
- Okay.
You alright?
- Yeah.
- You sure?
- Yeah.
Why don't we get started?
Excuse me. - Excuse me.
- We can't really start because Clara's not here yet.
- [Jesse] I did so well.
I didn't get drunk before the cake.
- Can I talk to you?
- Yeah.
What is it?
- Sorry.
Thanks.
- Hi, how you doing?
- I don't wanna lose you, Jess, but I can't...
- What?
- [Aaron] I can't lose you over this.
- Over what?
- Just hear me out, before...
- Aaron.
- So,
Ella's pregnant.
And she wants to have the baby.
I didn't know.
When we kissed, it was after that.
It's just, terrible timing.
- Fucking hell, Aaron.
- Yeah, I know.
I know.
- Why did you have to tell me here?
- I'm sorry.
It doesn't have to mean...
Okay, I mean, you don't have to do anything.
Nothing.
We can...
- I can't.
- I'm sorry.
I really am.
- Hey.
- What?
- Oh.
Hi, Max.
- [Max] Dad's not here.
Left his phone behind.
- Oh, okay, okay.
Where is he?
- Gone to get dinner.
- Max, I really need to find him.
Can you please let me know where he's gone?
- Japanese, I think, like, Otoro.
- Okay, thanks.
- Or the pizza place, maybe?
- Okay, right, thank you.
* I'm setting out
* To where the wind blows far
- Peter.
Peter!
Peter!
Peter!
Hey!
Oh, sorry.
* I'm setting out
* To where the waves are crashing hard *
- Was there a Peter?
Was there an order for Peter?
- Was there an order for Peter? Pizza?
A pizza order for Peter? - It doesn't matter.
- It's okay.
* Aah
- Peter!
* Raise your arms
* To the sky
* Embrace the warmth
* And feel
- Let's catch up soon, yeah?
- Yeah, yeah.
Clara?
- Oh, hi.
- [Peter] Hey.
- Sorry, hi.
- This is Sara, Hazem's wife.
- [Sara] Hey.
- Hi!
Hi.
Sorry.
You're busy.
I thought you were just getting pizza, but...
- Yeah, I am.
I just bumped into these guys.
- Oh, I don't know what I'm doing...
Sorry.
- Sorry.
Clara?
Clara.
Hey.
Clara.
Hey.
- Oh, shit!
Sorry. - Sorry.
Sorry.
- Sorry.
I'm on my way to Dad's wedding.
And I'm late.
But I'll just...
Maybe I'll say this one thing before I go
and we never see each other again.
I mean, hopefully, that's not...
Perhaps I'll be one of the lucky ones who are brave
because it doesn't just happen, does it?
You have to be brave to invite luck in.
- What are you saying?
- I've just been...
You either risk breaking your heart or you don't.
And I would be lucky to have a second chance
at breaking my...
It can exist, love, with other things.
With fear, and with anxiety and with grief and...
It just has to be allowed.
And I just fucking love you,
and I can't stop thinking about you and...
I want to be in all of my days in the future with you.
And fuck my feet are hurt.
They're hurting so bad.
* True love will find you in the end *
* You'll find out just who was your friend *
* Don't be sad I know you will
- A second chance is a precious thing.
It must be sought out, earned.
You own the book of the past, keep it on the shelf,
while being brave enough to open a new one.
And we are only as brave as those closest to us
allow us to be.
Those who show us that love exists
in the darkest of corners.
Alongside fear, and grief...
It's always there, just waiting to be found.
As Rumi wrote, "You have to keep breaking your heart
until it opens."
(all cheering)
- So, this is a big surprise.
How did you...
- I saw the post.
Just forgot to say.
- Oh, Glen, these are my cousins.
This is Alex and Henry.
- Hello, Alex.
Hello, Henry.
Hello.
- Oh, I love this song.
Come and dance.
- Alright.
Lovely to meet you all.
* Some days are calling
* Some days are falling
* And I don't know
* Where they've come
* And sunshine is beaming but I've got no feelings *
* Oh my love seems so far
* Sweetest days are still around *
* The sweetest love
* The sweetest sounds I've known *
- Do you wanna have a baby?
* You run away into the clouds
* You run away until your flowers grow *
* Don't cry for me
* Don't cry for me
* Don't cry for me
* Don't cry for me
* Don't cry for me
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