Original subtitles

(EERIE MUSIC)

(MUSIC INTENSIFIES)

- (YELPS)

(METAL RATTLES, DISTANT RUMBLING)

(INDISTINCT SCREAMING)

(OWL HOOTS)

(RUMBLING INTENSIFIES)

(DISTRESSED WHIMPERING)

- Nicole! - Tess, help me!

(CAR ALARMS BLARE, METAL RATTLES VIOLENTLY)

(THUD! VIOLENT RUMBLING)

(ALARMS CONTINUE BLARING) - Liam. - CHILD: Mummy!

(SCREAMING)

(RUMBLING CONTINUES)

- It's OK, it's OK, it's OK. (WHIMPERS)

(BREATHES HEAVILY)

Shh, shh, shh, shh.

(RUMBLING STOPS, ALARMS CONTINUE BLARING)

Liam.

(ALARMS CONTINUE BLARING)

WHISPERS: Are you OK? Yeah? - Mm-hm.

- Liam! Emma! - Mummy!

- Hey, hey, hey, come here, baby. Come here, baby. It's OK.

(BREATHES HEAVILY)

It's OK. It's OK.

Are you OK? - We're OK.

We're OK. (FIRE SIREN BLARES, DOG YELPS)

- The motel.

- Doesn't matter, all right? - (EXHALES SHARPLY)

Hi. Hi.

SOFTLY: It's OK. It's OK.

It's OK.

(ALARMS CONTINUE BLARING)

(CAR ALARMS BLARE LOUDLY)

(DOG YELPS)

- It's OK. It's OK. Good boy.

Shh, shh.

(ALARMS BLARE IN DISTANCE)

(EERIE MUSIC)

(EERIE MUSIC CONTINUES)

(EERIE MUSIC CONTINUES)

- PHONE: The person you're trying to reach is currently unavailable. Please leave a message after—

- (LOCKS SCREEN)

(GENERATOR THRUMS)

(THRUMMING CONTINUES)

Hey.

- Is there power at the house? - I can't get a hold of Nic.

Have you tried Liam? - No luck.

- Buster's hiding in the laundry, poor thing, but this all seems OK.

- Yeah, it could be a lot worse. - Yeah — for us maybe.

- The whole bridge, Grandma.

(ALARMS BLARE IN DISTANCE)

- We'll be OK, Summer.

Youse seen Liam?

- Heading the other way!

- The motel?

- She's a GoneBurger.

- The noise, Fran — two minutes.

- Felt more like two hours.

- Has anyone got cell phone reception? - No one has.

Rob got through on VHF. The highway is blocked on either side of us.

- Do you think anyone's hurt? - We're all gonna hurt.

- I wanna go home. - Mm. Bloody faultline.

(ALARMS BLARE IN DISTANCE)

- How do I get across?

- Hey?

Mum, you— you can't.

No one can, and old senior sergeant Fran will only arrest you if you try.

- She's my granddaughter too. And it's former senior sergeant.

- Yeah, well someone should tell her that.

(OWL HOOTS)

- Kia ora. Are you here to warn us about the earthquake? You're too late, e hoa.

(EERIE MUSIC)

(SIGN CRACKLES, ALARMS BLARE IN DISTANCE)

- Easy, easy, easy. (SIRENS APPROACH)

- Is it a little bit broken? - Yeah, buddy. It is.

(HELICOPTER APPROACHES)

- Well, they're OK.

- Thank God.

(RUMBLING) Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

- It's OK, baby. It's just aftershock.

- What's an aftershock?

- Don't worry, don't worry. It's not a big thing.

- But we'd better get used to them, OK? - OK.

(ALARMS CONTINUE BLARING)

(PROTEINS OF MAGIC'S 'FLESH IT OUT)

- # Hey, Joe,

# what happened to me,

# living with The Devil on dead-end street?

# Mad world dropping through the hole in my hands,

# picking hope from the bones of a guilty man.

# Love me, love me.

# Love me, love me.

# Love me, love me.

# Love me, love me.

(ATMOSPHERIC STRING MUSIC)

(HELICOPTER BLADES WHIRR)

(LAUGHTER)

- He never gets sick of that trick, does he? - Oh, no, boys will be boys.

- Well, speaking of which, any indication?

- Hm, like giving me hiccups like Emma,

and... piles like Joe.

- Piles? Share. - Yeah, exactly.

- OK. Stop, stop. - (GRUNTS)

- Say sex on the beach.

- No. - Yes.

- Sex on the beach.

(CAMERA CLICKS)

- Oh, I love that.

Cute.

- I've been having the dreams again.

- (SIGHS) Well, yeah. I mean, I'm not surprised sleeping with that enormous bump attached to you.

- I don't think it's that. I...

It's gonna sound insane. - Well, what?

(INTENSE MUSIC)

- I thought I saw him this morning at the visitor centre.

- Saw who? - Who do you think, Tess?

- Geoff Miles.

- The butcher? What has he got to do with anything?

- Well, he's done a runner with his insurance money.

- He got his insurance money? - Yeah, but now he's fucking off to Nelson,

so now we're stuck with Andi's sloppy old patties at the Rite Price.

- Hey, hey, we live on Andi's sloppy old patties.

(DOGS YELP, BARK)

- Hey, hey, no, no, no. Whoa, whoa, whoa. - Sit, sit.

Sit. You're gonna have to watch that.

- Oh, baby. Oh, baby, you're a good boy.

Oh, remember when Buster was a puppy, and Emma was just a little baby? - No.

It's just a blur of crusty nipples and filthy nappies.

- Oh, nappies.

- (LAUGHS) - Oh my gosh, I'd rather drink warm Coke on a tequila hangover.

(DRUM N BASS MUSIC PLAYS)

- Those were the days, weren't they?

- Yeah. Those were the days.

(DOG BARKS) - Buster!

(GULLS SQUAWK)

- OK.

Well, um, I guess I'll just see you later.

- Hey,

you didn't see him, babe.

- Yeah, right. - Yeah.

Are you taking your pills? - Well, no. I mean...

- All these years, Nic, it's just your clever, complicated mind playing tricks on you again.

- I'm not that clever. - No, but you are complicated,

and that's one of the reasons why I love you.

So you're good? - Yeah, good.

- Right. Once more with feeling. - I'm good.

- Good.

To a good hygiene in Lombok.

- And good antibiotics and Seminyak.

(GENTLE MUSIC)

- MOUTHS: Bye.

Oh, don't work too hard.

- Don't lie around doing your nails too hard.

- Hey, Buster.

Buster!

(DOG WHINES) - Stay there, stay there.

(CHILDREN LAUGH, PLAY)

- OK. OK. Come on out. Bags, please. Bags.

Millie, can you come and get your bag? You can get it.

- We're not allowed to be late. - It's OK. I'll explain.

- We'll be in trouble. - I don't want to be in trouble.

- You should have just let Grandma Fran take us.

- I mean, why does school start so early anyway? I mean, what are you — 3?

What are you — 5? - I'm 8.

- I'm 6. - Oh.

Well, you know what? I'm not feeling it. Should we take the day off?

Yeah? I mean, life's too short for this (WHISPERS) S-H-I-T.

- Can we go to the cafe. - Oh, no, no, you're gonna come to work with me.

Yeah, you could scrub all the coffee cups, they're so dirty,

and— and maybe you could clean all the toilets.

Yeah, that'd be really helpful. Yes, perfect.

- But I'll miss swimming. - Oh.

- Won't the governments mind? - George, you're such a stickler. I won't tell them. Come on.

- I think we should go to school. - School?

All right.

School it is.

Yes, careful with all that.

Come on, baby.

- Yeah, amazing.

Yes, thank you.

Yeah, I'll call you back in 20 to confirm.

OK.

- This year's most beautiful woman in the world. - (SWOONS)

(GENTLE MUSIC)

(GIGGLES)

- Mmm, what do you have for breakfast? - (SNICKERS)

- Mmm, come on. - I have things to do. - Yeah, I know. I'm one of them.

All right, come on.

(MELANCHOLIC MUSIC)

(MELANCHOLIC MUSIC CONTINUES)

(MELANCHOLIC MUSIC CONTINUES)

(MELANCHOLIC MUSIC CONTINUES)

(MUSIC FADES)

(VEHICLE APPROACHES)

(DOOR SLAMS LOUDLY)

- Well, I'm awake now.

- Those 3 extra K's, Tai, they make my blood boil every time I have to drive them.

- You should try one of those calming apps.

- Yeah, or someone could just rebuild the bridge.

Have you seen Liam? - Uh, yeah, he was around the corner a while ago.

- OK.

Hey. - Oh, kia ora.

We were just talking about you. - Hey, Winnie.

- How's the little one.

- Uh, I mean— - Oh, no, no, no, the kuri.

- Oh, Barney. Yeah, adorable. We love him. He's in the car, actually.

Uh, can I steal Liam for a moment, please?

- Hey. - What are you doing? Why aren't you at the motel?

- Winnie needed a hand.

- We don't have enough shit of our own that needs fixing?

- Nic, it's a waste of time. There's no point.

- Oh, no, no, no. Don't you dare— Don't you dare give up. Please.

- Hey, there's a brew back here if you want one, guys.

- Uh, no thanks, Winnie. We've got to go.

- Hey, hey.

It'll be all right, OK?

- How?

Oh, Winnie, send me the measurements. I'll run up the curtains for the kohanga this week.

- Oh, OK. Thank you.

(GULLS SQUAWK)

- Ah. Hey, Max. How you going? - Morning, Nic.

- Yeah, um, baba's sleeping in the back seat.

Give me a yell if she starts screaming. - Will do.

(SLIDE DOOR OPENS) - Oh.

Hello. - Hello.

- I'm here to do payroll. What's your excuse?

- Searching Rob's computer for porn — what else? - LAUGHS: Oh my God.

Yeah, right, as if he'd have the energy after you've finished with him.

- Yeah, true.

Is Liam still not...

- I don't know. It's weird. - Mm. Sorry.

- No. No, it's fine. It's not that. It's...

He's... (SIGHS)

Bloody earthquake. - Oh my God, in other news,

I got the winery on board for race day, so those long lunches finally paid off — full sponsorship.

- How do you do that? - I don't know, not just a pretty face.

Hm.

Oh.

(HELICOPTER APPROACHES)

(STIRRING STING MUSIC)

(STIRRING STING MUSIC CONTINUES)

(SCREAMS EXCITEDLY)

(STIRRING STING MUSIC CONTINUES)

(DRUM'N'BASS MUSIC PLAYS)

- PLAYFULLY: Let go find Auntie Tess. Let's go find Auntie Tess. - (GASPS) Hello.

- Oh, grapes. Don't mind if I do.

Will you?

- Oh.

- Nice.

- Mmm.

- It's a lolly. - It's a lolly.

Oh my God, you didn't. Like...

- Oh, stop. They were on sale. They were on sale.

- Where did he get them? - Don't hate me.

- Where? - Christchurch.

- You made your husband fly 180km for a pair of shoes.

Tess, like, you might not know the price of avgas, but I do the books.

- Yeah, but look at them, Nic. They're perfect.

- For? - Party, the road's opening, we're celebrating.

- But you already have so many shoes. - Well...

- Hey. - Hm.

You're an idiot. - Yeah, well, she caught me at a weak moment.

- OK, I gotta go.

Uh, baby, where are you?

I'll see you at book club. - Hm, do I have to? - Yeah.

(PENSIVE MUSIC)

(CHUCKLES)

(PENSIVE MUSIC CONTINUES

(LAUGHTER)

(HOT CHIP'S 'OVER AND OVER' PLAYS)

(BOTTLE OPENS) - There you go.

(GLASSES CLINK)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

(ALL GIGGLE)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

(EXHALES SHARPLY) - In your dreams,

Little Miss Vodka for Breakfast.

- Oh, they look great, babe.

- Yeah, they're just shoes.

(MELANCHOLIC MUSIC)

(MELANCHOLIC MUSIC CONTINUES)

- Fuck you, Andi!

- John.

(DOOR SENSOR CHIMES) What was all that about?

- I just told him I wouldn't be doing things on tick any more,

not my most popular move.

- Shouldn't business pick up once the road opens?

- Oh, it's the road gangs working on it that have been keeping me afloat.

- They're not going anywhere in a hurry.

- Yeah? Is that what Liam said? - I mean...

Yeah, well, you know, here's hoping. (CHUCKLES)

Now, what can I do you for? - No, no, I was gonna—

I was gonna make something fancy for the barbecue, but now that I'm here, I...

Got any hundreds and thousands? - Yeah, millions and millions.

- No road gang is buying that. - (CHUCKLES) Nah.

Aucklander with more money than sense if I'm lucky... - Yeah.

...and some Gunther in a Maui camper will pay full price for these, but for you, on the house.

- No, no, don't be ridiculous. (DROPS COINS ON COUNTER)

- All right. Just make it 3 bucks.

- Thank you. - OK. - See you tonight.

- (SCOFFS) I'd rather stick needles in my eyes. - CHUCKLES: Oh my God.

(DOOR SENSOR CHIMES)

Tess, no one has read the book. That's not what book club is for. It's—

OK.

OK, OK, I'll tell them.

- Queen of Sheba not gracing us with her presence? - She sends her apologies.

- She was the one who chose the book in the bloody first place.

Like watching paint dry, reading that rubbish.

- I reckon she picked something she knew we'd find her hard so she could laud it over us.

(ALL CHUCKLE) - If that was the case, don't you think she would be here

to do the lauding. - I don't know how you can do it.

With everything you and Liam are going through, it...

- I'm sorry?

- I actually quite like the book.

- No, no, no. No, Pat, if you've got something to say, say it.

- It's not about you, Nic. - Of course it's about me.

Look, Tess is not just my friend. She's my sister-in-law.

Like, you can't blame her because Rob's business is booming, OK?

The new roads needed helicopters, and when they open, who's gonna benefit, huh?

Biddie, you don't want people dying their own hair.

Oh, Jools and I, we need people back in the visitor centre, right,

and Andi wants to keep making a mint at the Rite Price. - It's hardly a mint.

- What about race day? I mean, who— who rescued that when nobody else

could raise the funds to get it back off the ground?

- Yeah. And doesn't she let us know it?

- In that lah-di-dah voice.

- She's lived all around the world, Biddie.

OK.

Yes, she is an acquired taste, but after 10 years, couldn't you have acquired it?

- She doesn't even try to fit in.

I mean, why are you two even friends?

(UNSETTLING INTENSE MUSIC)

- I'm going to ice the cake.

- I'm just saying what everyone was thinking.

- Oh, do you have to? It's embarrassing.

(VEHICLE APPROACHES)

- Maybe I should have gone to book club.

(CAR DOOR SHUTS) - Can't be doing two under-5s solo

and her killing my buzz every time I turn around. I will shoot someone — or myself.

- Hey, sis. - She's doing my bloody head in, Rob.

- Well, you remember what it's like to be 16.

- Yeah, and I don't want her to end up like me.

- It's not my fault you're a slut.

- Oi!

- You little cow.

- Look, OK, OK, I'll look after Summer. You just go home and take care of yourself, all right?

- Where's Buster?

- Buster!

Buster!

Oh, Buster.

You little shit.

(SOFT DREAMY MUSIC)

(SOFT DREAMY MUSIC CONTINUES)

(WAVES CRASH)

LIAM: No, not in the water!

- NIC: Emma, don't let him in there!

(DOG BARKS, CHILDREN LAUGH)

(REGGAE MUSIC PLAYS)

- Hi. It's nice to have a reason to celebrate. - I reckon.

Oh, you want a drink? - I'm OK, I'm OK.

- Liam? - Yeah, yeah, yeah.

- Hi.

- Nanna Winnie! - There's my girl.

Oh, hi! (DOG BARKS)

How are you, moko?

- Hi. - Hey, mate.

- Wow. - Oh, don't ask. Bloody Nigella.

So, are the witches of Kaikoura still giving me the hairy eyeball?

- Hi.

- Well, you know you could help yourself by not dressing like a supermodel.

- Look, the day I wear a polo fleece and get a mullet is the day you can push me off a cliff.

- Oh my God.

- Watch this. - Don't make it worse, Tess.

You're being such a— - I'm going to do it, I'm going to do it.

Ah, oysters Mornay,

anyone?

- I can't watch.

- Yeah, I'll give one a go. - Oh.

At least someone recognises a delicacy when they meet one.

- I'm never going to acquire that.

(DOG BARKS)

Ah! (CHUCKLES)

- Oh my God, he's so disgusting.

- Let Auntie Tessa make you all shiny and new again.

- You OK? - Yeah, yeah.

- You're just making it worse. - Oh, it's only ice cream, Fran.

- Parenting 101. - Excuse—

- Hey, thank you. Fran. Do you reckon that you could just take Joe

and maybe just could help him out for a second? - Ah, yes.

- Thank you, thank you.

OK, OK. No point driving your Ferrari into that brick wall, and you know it.

- She's an interfering old bitch, and she hates me.

- Come here, come here. She will babysit the drop of a hat, and you are going to need that.

- What if I'm not any good? - At what? - At being a mum.

- You will be.

- (SIGHS)

- This thing that you're doing for me...

(INTENSE UNSETTLING MUSIC)

(MUFFLED SHOUTING)

- Nic, come on!

- (BREATHES HEAVILY)

- I will take care of everything.

I promise.

- (SOBS)

- Get up.

- (BREATHES HEAVILY)

(GASPS)

Well, you're the one who's not gonna sleep for two years, so— - I'm getting a baby.

Tessa Walter is getting a baby. - (LAUGHS)

- Oh my God, I'm getting a baby. Thank you.

(DOG BARKS)

- Tess, do you have Buster's lead? - TESS: Oh, don't worry, we'll be going soon.

- Go, out, out, out. (RUMBLING)

(GLASSES RATTLE)

- Whoa, whoa. (BUSTER YELPS)

(GULLS SQUAWK)

(OMINOUS MUSIC)

(GLASSES CONTINUE RATTLING)

(OMINOUS MUSIC CONTINUES)

(RUMBLING STOPS, MUSIC FADES)

- You OK? - Yeah.

(DOGS BARK)

- You all good? - Oh, yes, yeah.

- Uh, that's a 4, I reckon.

- 4.8.

- No, no, no. It's like, uh...

3 point...

7 — max. Max. - Oh, whatever.

- What are they laughing about, Mummy?

- Oh, Richter scale bingo. It's just a silly game.

- Nicole!

- Oh.

- Moko. Summer! - (HYPERVENTILATES)

- Hey, Tess.

- It's not an earthquake, bub. It's OK.

- What?

- OK, OK. - (CONTINUES HYPERVENTILATING)

- OK, deep breaths.

- You're all good, Summer. It's all good. It's all good.

She'll be fine.

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)

(BUSTER BARKS)

- LIAM: Millie, Come on.

- You doing all right?

- I just feel like something awful is gonna happen.

- Oh, baby. It did. I mean, it did, but it will get better over time, OK,

honestly, even the most terrible things do. (DOGS BARK, YELP)

- Mummy! Mummy, Mummy! Buster picked up Barney and shook him.

- OK, look, just stay with Gran, stay with Gran.

- LIAM: What's going on? - SUMMER: Buster hurt Barney. - TAINUI: He just went for him.

- Buster wouldn't do that, would you, Busty?

- WINNIE: We all saw it. He just went for him.

- He's...

He's dead. - Yeah.

- Sorry, what?

- He's... dead, Tessa. He's dead.

- Oh, Nic...

I'll get you a new one.

(BUSTER GROWLS)

- Get him out. - Emma!

- Get him out!

(UNSETTLING DISCORDANT MUSIC)

- No, the puppy was a bloody nightmare.

Like, I wanted to snap its stupid little neck myself,

but Buster didn't (SCOFFS) 'murder' Barney. Like, he wouldn't do that, you know. He's...

He's a good boy. - Mm.

- He's a good boy. It was just— It was... It was an accident, right, babe?

- It was an accident, mm-hm. - It was an accident.

Oh my God, maybe...

maybe it's the shoes.

- What? - Well, we should have got a pair for Nic.

- I don't know they really— No, because she said...

she said she knows what avgas costs, and then there's, like, me, just, like, rubbing her face in it.

- Baby... - What?

- ...I honestly think that has nothing to do with it.

- Can't we just, like, do more to help them?

Oh, shi— - Look, they'll be fine, OK? I promise.

- What?

- Did I even say sorry?

(MESSAGE TONE CHIMES)

(SCREEN LOCKS)

- Yeah, if you just go straight across the road, the museum is just there. It's nice. You'll like it.

- Thank you. - Bye.

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATION)

Morning. - Hi. - Hey.

- So nice to have people back in town. - Oh, you can say that again.

- It must be difficult for you, though, recommending other motels when Seaview's still cut off.

- Oh, you know, it's not cut off. It's just extra schlep.

Besides, there's so many other people worse off than us, so we're fine.

- You know, that's what I love about you, Nic — glass is always half full.

- Oh.

(SIGHS)

- Oh my God, are you OK? - (WHIMPERS)

- The puppy. - Yeah. - Yeah.

Look, I wasn't sure I should tell you.

Buster.

Your Barney's not the first. He had a go at another puppy on the beach last week.

- Uh...

No, Tess would have told me that.

- Talk to the vet. She's the one who had to stitch it up.

(WHIRRING)

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

- TESS: Nic. (SEWING MACHINE STOPS)

It's me.

(SEWING MACHINE WHIRRS)

Come on. I know you're in there.

Hey.

(SEWING MACHINE STOPS)

Where do I put it?

Hey.

I'm so sorry.

(SEWING MACHINE WHIRRS)

So,

how bad is this —

Laos, when I got us kicked out of B&B bad;

Bangkok, when I left you in that gross club bad;

or, please no, Kuta when I peed on your shoes bad?

(SEWING MACHINE STOPS)

- Forgotten about the shoes.

- Well, here, here. Take every pair I own,

even the new ones which prove how much of a spoilt brat I am.

- With my ankles, it's not gonna work.

- I'm sorry. I'm sorry I just can't do anything right.

And, look, it's all my fault.

I know. I'd hate me too. Just tell me what I can do to fix it — please.

Look.

Black garlic.

- I don't know what half that stuff is.

- Nic, our friendship is the most important thing in the world to me.

You know that. And I've been awake all night just worrying that I've ruined it, you know,

(WHISPERS) just, you know, after everything we've been through.

- Tess, I can't just disappear. My friends— - Trust me, OK? Please trust me.

- Has Buster ever done anything like that before. - God, no.

No. I mean, you know him. He's like a total honey.

- Yeah.

OK, well...

You know it's not gonna be easy.

- What's not going to be easy? - Well, obviously, you're going to have to put him down.

(SEWING MACHINE WHIRRS)

- You can't ask them to kill their dog.

- Do you know it's not the first time? - What?

- Buster — he's done it before, and you know, if the council find out,

then they will make sure they— - So you're gonna dob her in? - I shouldn't have to.

- You don't have to make it a bloody federal case.

- If it was one of your mates from the marae whose dog killed Barney,

you'd be thinking different about it. - The marae?

What does that mean?

- I saw how you went for her...

when the aftershock hit.

- Went for who? - Tessa.

- (EXHALES SHARPLY) You're talking like a crazy person.

(INTENSE HISSING)

- Don't you call me crazy, OK? I'm just— I...

I am so sick of her thinking that she can just do whatever she wants

and just getting away with it after everything that I am doing for her. It is not fair.

- So this is about the baby? - I know that you wanted it for Rob, but I'm the one—

- No, we both wanted it, OK?

We're whanau — my brother, your closest friend. Don't go rewriting history.

- Trust me, I would if I could.

- What? What? What does that mean? - OK, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

I know how it was for you and with your birth mother and Fran,

but giving up a baby is different for me.

- It's not yours. It's theirs. - Yeah, theoretically, yeah, but it doesn't feel like that.

- (SIGHS) And you're telling me this now?

- It is a baby, not a Christmas fuckin' ham!

- I can't— I can't stay here and fight with you, all right?

I've got a double shift on the highway.

- Well, I'm working two jobs and looking after all the kids.

- Well, I guess both our lives are shit.

- Go. You'll be late.

Go!

(DISQUIETING MUSIC)

(BIRDS CHIRP)

- What all these payments in North Canterbury B block fencing — this?

- Oh, that'll be for Danny McClintock. - Up in Clarence Valley — why?

- Well, because half his farm fell away in the earthquake,

and whatever stock he's got, they just keep falling into the holes.

- OK, well, I'll just put it down as outgoing and... - OK.

- Also...

what is this — $50,000 cash withdrawal?

- That bloody wife of mine. (CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

- She can take out 50 K just like that?

- Well, it'll be a race day thing, you know.

- So much for full sponsorship. - CHUCKLES: Yeah

(KEYBOARD CLACKS)

Um,

about Buster— - Ah yeah, thank you.

Liam's already torn a strip off me, so...

You know, Buster is like a kid to her, and it's—

- Yeah, and now she's getting a real one.

- (SIGHS)

It'll work out for you two.

- Yeah.

(FOOTSTEPS RETREAT)

(GULLS SQUAWK)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

- Starting to get back to normal.

- (SIGHS) Shops are still boarded up, though.

- Well, they wouldn't have stuck it out anyway, a bit like the bridge.

Dry Creek fault was always there, just a matter of time before it made itself plain.

- I haven't told Nic that they've shelved the rebuild.

- Is she OK? - Yeah.

OK is probably pushing it.

- Still no word on the insurance then?

- Here he is.

- Both my lovely boys.

- Hi, Mum.

- (CLEARS THROAT)

- You two all right?

Puppygate.

- Blood's thicker than water.

- And Walters are thicker than blood. - (GRUNTS AMUSINGLY)

- I knew you wouldn't let it come between you, but the dog has to go.

- Tess will do whatever she has to, you know that.

- Mum, seriously,

Nic'll get over it.

- The dog has to go.

(SOLEMN MUSIC)

- TESS EMOTIONALLY: I'm really, really sorry. You've been a really good boy. I'm really sorry.

You've been a really good boy.

(SOLEMN MUSIC CONTINUES)

(SOLEMN MUSIC CONTINUES)

(WAVES CRASH, GULLS SQUAWK)

(SOLEMN MUSIC CONTINUES)

- Wow. Looks ever flasher up close.

- There'd better be bubbly.

- Excuse me.

Ladies, welcome, hi.

Uh, champagne's over there. And your pictures? - Yes.

- Yes, thank you.

Oh. So cute. - (CHUCKLES)

- Hi.

- Wow.

- Hi, sorry, sorry, sorry I'm late. Millie was having a meltdown.

I forgot my photo.

- Oh, don't worry. It's just— you know, just a bit of fun.

- Are you OK? - Mm.

They all turned up. -No, I mean, about the dog.

- Well, I mean, it's what you wanted, isn't it?

Actually, can we not talk about it?

Everybody, look who's here.

- Hi.

- Hi!

- Refill, anyone?

- Still don't know if it's a boy or a girl?

- No, we want to keep it a surprise, don't we, Sum?

But we are thinking...

Charlotte it's a girl,

and Charlie if it's a boy.

- Oh! - That's gorgeous.

- That's really lovely, yeah.

- FRAN: Cheers, Nic. - Cheers.

Cheers.

Cheers, yay.

(POP MUSIC PLAYS IN BACKGROUND, INDISTINCT CHATTER, LAUGHTER)

(POP MUSIC CONTINUES PLAYING)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER, LAUGHTER)

- You know the biology of it doesn't mean much in the end... - Yeah, I know.

- ...because those two boys are mine as sure as God made little green apples.

- Yeah, well...

I mean, you brought them down here away from their birth mother.

- She wasn't up to it, but you will be a big part of this little one's life.

Don't go creating problems where there aren't any.

- TESS: (LAUGHS) I think Jools just guessed which baby you are.

LAUGHS: It's like the one with the staff. I can't believe how much fun this is.

- Oh, and you thought this was a club you didn't wanna join.

- I know. Better in than out after all. I can't believe it. - (LAUGHS)

- Oh my God. OK, Nic, just, like...

(MUMBLES) thank you so much.

Like, because of you, my life is just— I'm— (SIGHS)

I am just so

(SOFTLY) fucking happy.

- Yay. - So thank you. Thank you.

- I need to go. I'm so exhausted. I'm just so tired. - No, no, no, no, no.

Oh yeah, all right. OK, well, rest up...

and grab a gift bag on the way out.

Silly, I know, but today was, like, a really big deal for me, so...

I love you. - I love you too.

- Is there any more bubbles? - Oh my God. Have you met me?

- (LAUGHS) - Mmm. - Easy, easy, easy.

(DRAMATIC MUSIC)

(GULLS SQUAWK)

- Thank God for the pub,

or the tumbleweeds would (PLAYFULLY) have blown us out of town.

- Doggie.

(DOG WHINES, PANTS)

- (WHINES) - Buster.

(HELICOPTER APPROACHES)

- What's that?

(SOFT DRAMATIC MUSIC)

- Liar, liar, liar.

(SOFT DRAMATIC MUSIC CONTINUES)

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