Original subtitles

(ALARMS BLARE)

- NIC: Tess is not just my friend. She's my sister-in-law.

You can't blame her because Rob's business is booming.

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

- Still no word on the insurance, then?

Is she OK? - OK is probably pushing it.

- It'll work out for you two.

(DOGS BARK, MAN SHOUTS) - Mummy, Mummy!

(GROWLS)

- He's dead. - Yeah.

- Sorry, what? - He's dead, Tessa. He's dead.

Obviously, you're going to have to put him down.

After everything that I am doing for her. It is not fair.

- So this is about the baby? - Giving up a baby is different for me.

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

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

- Doggie. (DOG WHINES, PANTS)

(HELICOPTER APPROACHES)

(MELANCHOLY STRING MUSIC)

(PEOPLE CHATTER IN THAI) (MOTORBIKE PUTTERS)

(HORN TOOTS)

(ROOSTER CROWS) (PEOPLE CHATTER IN THAI)

(LAUGHTER)

(SIZZLING)

- Hello, sawatdee kha! - (CHUCKLES) Hi.

- I think this— beautiful on you.

- CHUCKLES: Really? Yeah? Like that?

- Wow, you look so beautiful. - (CHUCKLES)

Ooh! Sorry. I'm sorry. You go. - No, no, no. You're fine. You're fine.

- OK. - (CHUCKLES)

- Mm. Thank you. - Wow, that colour looks great on you, by the way.

- Really? I don't— I don't think it's really me.

- Oh— well, would it be too weird if I did something?

- No, please. I need all the help I can get.

- Don't be ridiculous.

There.

Mm? - Yeah, that one's so pretty.

- OK, now I'll do the bangles.

- LAUGHS: All of the bangles. - Yeah. All the bangles.

Right, look at me.

- Oh.

I don't know if my— - Yes.

- Yeah? - Yeah.

- Really? - Yeah. Go back.

- OK.

Oh my gosh. How did you do that? - Magic.

Now for my next trick. - Mm-hm.

- Uh... (SPEAKS THAI)

200 for the lot. - Oh.

That's not enough. - No, no. Quick, before she changes her mind.

Oh. Hello.

- Who are you? - Ah. Well... (CHUCKLES)

I'm just the girl who knows where to find the best passionfruit caipiroska on the island.

- (LAUGHS)

Oh, my friends — I'm supposed to meet them— - Oh yeah, yeah. We'll find them.

So. Hi, I'm Tessa.

- Nicole. Nice to meet you.

- Nice to meet you too. You look amazing. - Thank you. (LAUGHS)

Yeah... - Where are you staying?

Oh, I'm just up here.

- (BREATHES SHALLOWLY)

(MOANS, HUMS)

(WHIMPERS)

(EXHALES, INHALES)

(GASPS)

(WHIMPERS)

(SIGHS)

Liam?

The baby's coming fast.

- (GROANS) - I've called the midwife.

- (EXHALES) Have you called Tess?

(GRUNTS)

(SIGHS)

(EXHALES)

- Contractions are four minutes apart.

- What— you waited this long?

- No, no, no, they just started. It's just happening really quickly.

- You OK? - Mm-hm.

- You look pale. - No, I just need to walk.

Ooh...

- OK, uh, what about Tess?

- Can't you see I'm in pain?

- Yeah, but she should be here.

If she's gonna be the mother... - Yes.

- Part of the plan— - I-I don't want to talk about the plan.

- Hey. Hey. We call her, and she's here for the birth, OK,

and then we give her the baby. That's what we agreed.

- (GASPS) Ooh... - Nic.

- Mm...

- Hey, Nic. I-I know we've been going through a bit of a rough patch, but...

- Mm...

- ...whatever's going on, whatever you're thinking, it'll pass, OK?

We just— - I just— Look, you don't know what you're talking about.

(KNOCK AT DOOR)

- Hello!

- Hey, Shona.

- Baby number four.

- I'm ready for the pool. - (CHUCKLES)

(GENTLE GUITAR MUSIC)

- (GASPS) Oh my God. - Whatcha doing?

CHUCKLES: Sorry. Sorry, I shouldn't give you a fright. - You are so annoying.

I...

I'm not sure about this colour.

- Hmm.

I think it should be blue.

- Mm. Don't be so binary, Rob.

- OK.

I can do that as soon as I google what that means.

You know, just— all these years,

watching Nic get her babies, I've just...

I've just never wanted anything so much in my entire life.

- What did you want before then?

- Hmm...

There was actually no 'before then'. I didn't exist before I met Nic.

- Hmm.

- And you. Of course. - Right. (LAUGHS)

- Of course.

- I aim to please. - Yes. Yes. Yes, you do.

Seriously...

this colour, this— No.

- (NIC GROANS, CRIES OUT) - And breathe...

- (WHIMPERS) - Breathe.

This one feels different. - It'll be fine.

- I'm scared. - You know what you're doing, OK?

You're a warrior. A strong, beautiful warrior.

- I'm not. - Yes. Yes, you are.

- I'm not a good person.

- (GRUNTS) - (GASPS) (SIGN CRACKLES)

- (SIGHS)

WHISPERS: Come on, come on, come on, come on. Come on. - (BREATHES SHALLOWLY)

- Are you kidding?

Hey, you're the best.

Name one person that doesn't love you. - If you knew me, Liam...

- SOFTLY: OK.

If this is about Tessa, it's not too late to call her.

OK? Cos if you don't...

If she's not here when the baby comes, that's something you can never change.

I do know you, Nic.

If you do this, if you cut her out,

it'll haunt you for the rest of your life.

Is that what you want?

- (CHOKES) - You're nothing, bitch.

- (GASPS)

- No, that's not what I want. - No.

- SHONA: Pool's ready!

Oh, shit.

Too hot! Sorry.

- (SNORTS) - (LAUGHS)

OK. - OK.

- OK, I'll call her.

(UNLOCKS PHONE, TAPS KEYS)

- Oh...

WHIMPERS: Oh... - Easy.

- Mm...

(PROTEINS OF MAGIC'S 'FLESH IT OUT')

- Hey, Joe,

what happened to me,

living with the Devil on a 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...

- Breathe. Breathing... - Breathe in. Out. - (MOANS)

- Oh, this is so weird.

Super quick to get to four minutes, but she's still only 5cm dilated.

- I'm right here, Shona.

- They usually fall out of you.

- Oh. Do you hear that? I think I hear Millie.

Can you go check on her? - Oh.

- (GROANS) - How can you be so near a large body of water and not drown her in it?

- You know, you always know the right wrong thing to say.

- It's not our first rodeo, babe.

- Where will we go? - Bali. Cheap flights.

And I know somewhere we can stay.

- (SOBS) - It's OK.

Come on.

- (CRIES OUT)

Ow... - Oh, fuck!

Fuck! Fuck! Fuck this, we're going to the hospital.

Liam! Liam! - Yeah?

- Come on, we're going to the hospital. - No! No.

No, no, no, no. I— But I've done everything right.

- I know you have, babe, but now is not the time to take risks, OK? We're going.

Now you can call Fran. Rob's on his way.

He'll pick you up and we'll meet you at the hospital. OK?

- That might be. - (MOANS)

- Honestly, it's like those little ones never bloody sleep.

- Well, it must be hard since Brian shot through.

- Not like he ever got up with them. What an arsehole. - (LAUGHS)

- Well, with or without him, I'm gonna get it right this time. - Mm.

Yes.

Summer will come round. - When, Bid? That's the question.

- Oh God, you couldn't pay me to be a teenager again. Ugh.

- Ooh, I don't know — kid-free, ready to party.

- What? This isn't a party?

- (LAUGHS)

- Go on.

Late shift tomorrow morning.

Get it in. - Get it in ya.

- (WAILS)

- Gordon's at a conference in Christchurch, but the locum's on his way.

- Well, Rob can fly to Christchurch and get Gordon. - That won't be necessary.

- Well, what about some pain relief? - Not in the birthing plan.

- Oh, look, the birthing plan can go fuck itself!

Nic, this much pain — it's not good for the baby.

- Is the baby in trouble? Is the baby in trouble? - Hon? Hon. The baby's fine.

- OK. - The baby's fine. It's OK.

It's not all about the baby. - Yeah, sure.

- I need a walk. - Yeah. Come here. Come here. Come here.

Thank you, I've got it. Thanks.

- You're doing fine. - All right, thanks. - You're doing great.

- It's OK. It's OK. - Mm-hm.

- It's OK. It's OK. Look at me.

- You think you're ready to be a father?

- Can't be any worse than last time.

- CHUCKLES: Yeah.

Was Summer a good baby? I can't even remember.

- Mm, nah, neither.

I was wasted for the first five years of her life, so...

You've always been there for me.

Right from the word go, throughout all the shit. (CHUCKLES WRYLY)

I know Mum says it all the time, but she's...

she's right.

We're lucky.

I love you, bro.

- (CHUCKLES)

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Same.

(INSECTS CHIRP)

- (HUMS) - Urgh, she's wasted. - Total pain in the arse.

- Summer!

Fuck, I think that was her dad.

- We'd be in such shit if we got caught out here.

- Nah, she's staying with her mum.

- That bitch.

That bitch, that bitch, that bitch!

- SHONA: She doesn't want any drugs. - Oh, can you stop pushing your whatever this is

for five goddamn minutes?

- You've got no right to talk to me like that. - Oh, really? Says who?

- Can we all stay calm for Nicole? - You know what? You can butt out as well, thanks.

- OK, so I need you to leave. - No, no. (LAUGHS) I'm not going anywhere. I am the mother.

- Is this a surrogacy? - Yes. Yes. Gordon knows all about it.

- I'm sure he does, but that doesn't stop mum's blood pressure rising every time you open your mouth.

- I don't think you understand what I'm saying. I need to be here.

- Yeah, we need to talk about an epidural.

- What— Sorry, what's happening? - Out.

- This is...

Nic. Nic, can you please tell him, please? - (GRUNTS)

Is the baby OK? Is the baby OK? - SHONA: Yeah, yeah. - Pat.

- Uh, Tessa. You've got to go. Now. - Are you serious?

Pat. Stop. - I'm sorry — out you get.

- Nic, please. - No. Tessa. Now. - Tessa, just go, please. Just go.

Go— (WAILS) - Now. Out. Please.

- Please don't do this. - I'm sorry. Out you go. - (STRAINS)

- Don't make me grab you. Now. - (CRIES)

- Nic!

(INDISTINCT CHATTER, PHONE RINGS)

(INSECTS CHIRP)

- Ah. I thought you gave those up?

- Yeah, well...

- Why are you out here?

- Well, bloody Nurse 'Pat-ched' bounced me, that's why.

So can you just get me back in, please?

- Uh, yeah, of course.

I'll see you in a minute.

- (NIC WAILS) - PAT: You're doing fine. - SHONA: You're doing well, honey.

- (MUTTERS) - Oh, just in time.

- (GASPS)

- You're doing fine. - Push, Nicole.

- Is the baby coming now? - Nicole? Nearly there. - Don't leave me.

- Don't leave me. - Push, Nicole.

- OK. - OK. - Push.

Head's there, Nicole. - Nearly there, hon.

- No, honey... - (SCREAMS)

(DOOR OPENS)

- Congratulations. - SHRIEKS: Ah! Oh my God!

- Oh my gosh, what is it? - It's a girl!

- Oh, it's a girl! Oh, we got our baby, Rob! Mm...

(GURGLES, GRIZZLES) - PAT: Shh...

She's perfect.

(UNEASY MUSIC)

(BABY GURGLES)

- Um...

(BABY GURGLES)

- Oh, a little girl... - (CHUCKLES)

- Nic.

- Um, what's happening?

- Uh, you're supposed to bottle-feed her so Tess can do it from the start, Nic.

- That's what the social worker said.

That's the plan. I'm supposed to get her right away. She's— She's my baby.

- Is the social worker here? - PAT: On leave.

- I-I don't need...

the social worker.

I need to feed my baby.

- LIAM: Don't do this.

- Don't do what? - SOFTLY: It's wrong.

You know it.

- She just feels like she's mine.

- No. No, no. No. No. Nic.

Nic, look at me. Nic, you had her...

Babe, please. You had her for me.

- You can't keep her, Nic. - No, she's not yours. She's mine.

No. You owe me! You owe me! - PAT: Hey, hey, hey!

Hey! Stop. - You fucking owe me!

You! You put her up to this, you bitch! - Oh...

- Do you know what's happening here? - Stop.

- LIAM: I told you, this is forever, Nic. - What? What? What did that mean?

- Hey— - Get your hands— Get off me!

Get off me! - Take it outside.

- Oh, piss off, you smarmy little shit! - Come on.

- Can we have Security? - Give me my fucking baby!

Oh, Security (?) We're in Kaikoura, you fuckwit. We don't even have McDonald's!

- (NIC HUMS GENTLY) (TESS'S SHOUTS RETREAT)

- Shh-shh-shh.

- Rob. - What, man?

- Look, I'm sorry, OK?

- Sorry? How are we gonna fix this, huh?

- Fix it? How can we fix it? Like, she-she fed...

She fed my baby.

- STAMMERS: But that's not the end of the world.

- No— No... (SOBS) - OK? We just need her to calm down,

and come to her senses. - She was— she was calm.

Liam, she was calm. That was the thing.

And what about that 'this is forever' bullshit?

- Did you know something was up? - Of course he fucking did.

- Well, did you?

- She didn't want to— She didn't want to call you when she was in labour.

- (SCOFFS) - But— but it all happened so quickly.

I thought it was the pain, but then she did call.

- What the fuck, man? - Don't come at me, all right?

She wanted this for you out of the goodness of her heart.

You know she did. - Out of the goodness of her heart?

- Yes.

- Does anyone ever do anything out of the goodness of their heart?

(SOMBRE MUSIC)

- You know Nic, Tess.

She would walk over hot coals for anyone in this town. - Yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Yeah, she's a— she's a saint.

She's a saint, all right. That's for sure.

(SNIFFLES) - Baby, where you going?

- I'm going to get Charlotte and take her home where she belongs. - Hey.

- What? - You can't, OK?

- Is that the cops?

You said it was going to be all right.

Is that the fucking cops? - It's a setback.

- It's the cops. - Yes. It's a setback, that's all.

Tess.

OK?

- (EXHALES) - You just let Nic get some sleep and get her strength back.

I'll sort it.

I'll sort it.

Nic will be beating herself up by the morning.

It's gonna be OK, Tess.

It's gonna be OK.

- OK. (BREATHES SHAKILY)

- The... (SIGHS)

- (EXHALES HEAVILY)

(MELANCHOLY STRING MUSIC)

- She just took the baby and it latched on.

(CHUCKLES) This is gonna ruffle feathers, let me tell you.

- Oh, I feel sorry for Tessa.

- EXHALES: OK.

(MELANCHOLY STRING MUSIC CONTINUES)

(PHONE DINGS)

(LINE RINGS)

(PHONE BUZZES) (NIC MURMURS GENTLY)

(BABY GURGLES) - (WHISPERS)

- She looks just like Emma, don't you think? (CHUCKLES)

(BABY GRIZZLES) - COOS: Ooh...

- Nic.

(SIGHS)

We need another baby like we need a hole in the head— - No, don't say that.

Just don't— You don't have to say that.

- We'd have never had a fourth one just for us.

Nic.

WHISPERS: It's Rob and Tessa— - It's she.

She's not having her.

- You made a promise.

- So that's your big life goal — to get married and have kids.

- CHUCKLES: What do you want? - Uh, what do I want?

I don't know.

Maybe I want what you're having. - (CHUCKLES)

Thank you.

For everything.

- Aw, so tequila makes you mooshy?

- LAUGHS: Yeah.

I'm serious. Like, how am I ever gonna repay you?

- I'll think of something.

(MELANCHOLY MUSIC SURGES)

- I made a mistake.

We made a mistake.

- The goodness of her heart, Rob.

(MELANCHOLY STRING MUSIC)

And all this time... (CHUCKLES WRYLY)

I actually thought it was cos she loved me...

and she loved us, but I'm right.

Aren't I?

No one does anything

out of the goodness of their heart.

Not even Saint Nicole.

- I don't know what you're talking about. - Oh, you're such a shit liar.

That's one of the things I like about you.

- (LAUGHS WRYLY)

Look.

All I ever wanted was to make you happy, Tessa.

- Well, then tell me what you did.

Oh.

Yeah.

'Mother Nature'.

Shouldn't take you long.

And, um, it's my turn.

(POIGNANT MUSIC)

I'm not giving up.

(DISCORDANT MUSIC)

- Well, what are we supposed to do? Buy more presents for Nicole now she's keeping the baby?

- Ah, well, in my world, your word is your bond.

- If Nicole said she was gonna hand the baby over, well, she should have.

- Imagine carrying your brother-in-law's baby

in the first place. - (CHUCKLES)

- Ugh. - Oh, hang on.

Better expiry date on those. - Thanks.

It's not like she had to shag him.

Given half the chance, I certainly would. They used a turkey baster, didn't they?

- Oh, stop it. I don't wanna know.

- My cousin had the same thing —

like, his bonk juice and his girlfriend's. .. whatever just didn't like each other.

I know, it's not the technical term. - Seriously, Biddie.

- Did they do the turkey baster thing?

- No. No, they split up and had kids with other partners like normal people.

- Oh, that's what I love about small communities —

people rallying around in difficult times, supporting one another (!)

- We're just telling it like it is, Fran.

- You're gossiping like silly schoolgirls, but you can leave my family the hell out of it.

- Byeee.

(DOORBELL CHIMES)

- Viper-tongued, the two of them. - And you lapping up every word.

- How could you forget a car seat?

- Think about it. You're holding Tessa's baby.

- Don't.

Why are you saying that?

- Nic.

Lost and found. Comes up trumps every time.

- Thank you, Pat. - Thanks. Thanks, Pat.

- Thanks. - Hey. Stick to your guns.

All right? It's all gonna come out in the wash.

(SIGN CRACKLES) - Nic.

(DELICATE MUSIC)

- OK? - Yeah.

- Hi. - Mummy!

- (CHUCKLES) Baby, I missed you. I missed you. Mwah!

- Millie's asleep. - Oh, OK.

Hi. - Hi.

- Oh, look. Look at your sister.

- I thought it was a good idea for you all to have a chat,

since no one was allowed to visit you in hospital, Nicole.

- Really? You want to do this now?

- I'll take the children out. - No.

- It's fine, Fran. Leave them.

- TESSA: Look, whatever I did, Nic, I'm sorry.

- What you sorry for? - Shh. Nothing to worry about, honey.

- Yeah. Auntie Tessa's just upset because something didn't go her way.

- Didn't go my way?

What about 'thanks for everything'? - Oh, don't you dare.

- OK, look, um...

I'm sorry. Can you just tell us what we can do?

- You shouldn't have asked me to do it in the first place.

- ROB: We were all there, Nic. Don't make this about Tessa.

- How about we make it about Buster? - Buster?

Uh... Tessa took care of that a while back. - Yeah. (CLEARS THROAT)

- Oh yeah? Then how did he end up in Danny McClintock's truck outside the pub last week?

He looked pretty alive and kicking to me.

- Don't. Don't look at me like that.

OK, no, no, I took him.

Yes, I took him to McClintock's, but I just couldn't let him do it.

- Are you for fucking real? - FRAN: Hey. Language.

- You know what? Actually, you're the one who secretly promised to fix their financial screw-up.

- What? - Yeah.

You might want to talk to your wife about that little backroom deal.

- Take baby to bed, shall we? Come on, Em, you help me out.

- Nicole, can you just... - What deal?

(SEAGULLS SQUAWK)

- If your Pakeha granny finds out about this,

she'll have my guts for garters.

Keep it on the DL, eh?

You get that? - Yeah.

Yeah, I got it. (WHEELS SCRAPE, CLACK)

What's a garters, anyway?

I don't want you sniffing glue with those out-of-town meatheads.

- Just stay away from that shit, eh.

- Yeah.

- I mean it.

(SCOOTER WHIZZES)

- COOS: Oh, I must have given away all the newborn stuff.

Oh. (BABY GURGLES)

- Here I thought that you were doing the decent thing...

but all the time, there was money involved?

- Liam, if Rob wasn't topping up my wages,

we wouldn't have survived the year.

- Oh my God. That's— that's bullshit.

- No, that's me doing our accounts.

- You talked me into buying a motel.

- Oh, come on, your cop salary? That wasn't getting us anywhere.

A-And you were over it. You were over it. Don't pretend like you weren't.

Meanwhile, he's just getting richer and richer. I—

I thought it could work out for all of us.

- Yeah.

So my wife and my brother were sneaking around behind my back.

- So your kids could have food on their plate

and a roof over their head— - What? No, I'm working as hard as I can.

- So have I. It's not enough. We're drowning.

(BABY GRIZZLES)

Oh...

- How much was he topping up? - Does it even matter?

- How much, Nicole?

(BABY FRETS)

- 500 a week.

- (EXHALES) (BABY GRIZZLES)

Yeah. Now we've got an extra kid and you won't even be doing his books.

- I thought I was doing something good.

- Yeah (!)

Yeah, cos you don't think I can support my family.

- Come on, baby. We're in this together.

- (SCOFFS)

You're kidding me.

(INSECTS CHIRP)

- You made a liar out of both of us.

- She shouldn't have asked me to do it. It's inhumane.

- You promised that you would, and you said that you had.

- Yeah, but I couldn't!

I couldn't do it, could I? - (SIGHS)

- And if you— if you had've seen the way he looked at me,

you wouldn't have done it either— - There were bigger things at stake!

(CELL PHONE CHIMES)

- TESTILY: Yes, Summer. What?

No... I— I can't hear you, all right? You...

(TENSE MUSIC)

Yeah. Yeah, I'll be right there. All right.

I can't believe this. - What? What's wrong?

What is it? - She's at the skate park, off her face.

You know — why would you even want a kid?

(DOOR OPENS)

(DOOR SLAMS)

- Hey. You doing the dolphins today?

- No, no. Just, um...

needed a break.

- Oh yeah?

- (SIGHS) - What from?

- I thought I was doing the right thing, leaving the cops.

Thought the motel would be full, and Nic would be happy.

That bloody earthquake, you know.

- Hey...

you know, my kuia —

she used to tell us about this one that hit when she was a kid.

Would have been, oh... about a million years ago. (CHUCKLES)

Yeah...

Used to say she was up a totara tree, you know,

and she said that the peninsula,

it was moving like a blanket being shaken out on the back veranda,

and everything on it just like little pebbles being tossed up.

Makes you think, eh?

- Makes you think what?

- Whatukarokaro te takata,

toitu te whenua.

- That's the one about the... the land enduring.

- Ooh, so it is getting in, eh? (LAUGHS) - CHUCKLES: Yeah.

- Ae. Te Taumanu o te Waka a Maui moved like a blanket more than just once.

But you look at it now.

Solid as.

- Yeah. And what about the pebbles?

- Mm. (CHUCKLES)

Well, we all have days when we feel like kirikiri, eh? - (SIGHS)

And then some days...

we feel solid.

- (CHUCKLES WRYLY) So you're telling me to suck it up?

- (CHUCKLES) No. This is me telling you

that if you got a choice,

kia maro.

Be solid.

- Hmm.

(BROODING MUSIC)

(SEAGULLS SQUAWK)

- Um... Em, I need you to run in and get some newborn nappies.

- Only if I can buy lollies.

- No, Emma, just the nappies.

- What about an ice cream? - This is not a negotiation.

- No. You go.

- OK. OK. OK, all right. I'm not giving you any more than a 20.

(INHALES, EXHALES)

(SHOP DOORBELL CHIMES)

Where's the nappies?

- Andi said that Auntie Tessa already bought all the newborn nappies.

- You and your sloppy bloody patties.

WHISPERS: Oh, gosh. - I'm gonna give Andi a flea in her ear like she's never had before.

- Why would she take sides? - She's a nitwit.

You should be proud of what you've done, not forced to sneak around like some common criminal.

(BABY CRIES) (OLDER CHILDREN SQUABBLE)

- It went on my— Gr— Aargh! Stop touching me!

- You! - Aargh! Get your stinky gumboot. (BABY CRIES)

Ow...!

Stop it! - What's going on? Hey, hey!

Shush-shush-shush. - Stupid baby won't stop crying!

She'll be crying— Let's get going. (BABY CRIES)

Shh... shh-shh-shh-shh-shh-shh.

- I feel sick. - (SIGHS)

(MUFFLED INDIE MUSIC PLAYS) (PLASTIC RUSTLES)

(RUSTLING)

(BIN LID CLUNKS)

- Aw. (CHUCKLES)

Oh, you look how I feel.

- I was just hanging out with some friends.

- Yeah, well, does Jim Beam have to be one of them?

We are in the middle of something here, you know, Sum.

Oh, babe. - (SIGHS)

Sorry about the baby.

- Well, I'm sorry it sucks to be 16.

- I just feel like shit

all the time.

- Well...

you're not sleeping in your car,

and you're not sneaking into the school you were expelled from for a shower.

Your mum and dad, they both really love you,

and you have not one but two roofs over your head. Like, it's not that bad.

But I get it — having a hangover is just... the worst.

So, let me fix you a pick-me-up.

- Do you know when Nicole changed her mind?

- SIGHS: Uh, I...

did something really stupid.

She found out.

- Did you say sorry? - Well, yeah.

Hundred times. Thousand, but...

just doesn't seem to make a difference.

Um...

Add an egg and hot sauce,

and your mother is on her way.

Oh — don't worry, I didn't tell her anything. OK?

- Where are you going?

(DOOR OPENS)

(SIGHS)

(MYSTERIOUS MUSIC)

(DOG BARKS)

(WOMAN VOCALISES)

- NIC: 'I gotta go, Mum.

'I know. Me too.'

Well... (MOTORBIKE PUTTERS)

I know. I love you. I'll call you later, OK?

OK.

Love you, bye.

- Aww.

- Mm. (CHUCKLES) I miss my mum.

- Tequila? - (LAUGHS) No.

She's still so upset about my grandparents. Like, it just breaks my heart.

- Well... when did they die?

- Uh, last year.

My nan died, and then, like, six months later, my granddad died.

They were such lovebirds, you know. (CHUCKLES)

My granddad's actually why I'm here. He...

he left me $20,000

to go travelling with. - Wow. Good going, granddad.

- Yeah.

- Come on, Nic. - Oh.

- Oh, actually, Nic —

I was wondering, um, if you wanted to come over to Koh Tao for the full moon party tonight?

- Yeah— - Yeah, if you want to get drugged and raped (?)

- You wish.

- Come on. We're gonna be late for the Ko Kham bus. - OK.

Bye, Tess, have a good— - Bye.

(BROODING MUSIC)

- Whatever you're selling,

your little straightie-180 girlfriend's never gonna buy it, babe.

(BROODING MUSIC CONTINUES)

Come on.

Buster, come on!

(GUNSHOT ECHOES)

(BIRDS TWITTER IN ALARM)

(TENSE MUSIC)

- Winnie?

- Kia ora.

- So, you've been seeing a lot of my Liam lately.

- Yeah. Boy's learning the reo. Is that a problem?

- Nah, but he's got other priorities right now.

- Well, that's none of my business.

- On that we agree. (DOG BARKS)

You registered?

- I thought you were retired.

- How's Tainui?

- (CHUCKLES WRYLY)

- You know, just because everyone turns a blind eye to his dealing doesn't make it legal.

- You can talk about turning a blind eye with all that shit that happened with Rob back in the day.

- We all look after our own whanau in our own way, Winnie.

Stay in your lane.

(CHILDREN CHATTER IN DISTANCE)

- I saw its tits.

- Joe. That's not what they're called when they're on a baby.

- Then what are they called?

- Look, can you pass me that toy, please?

(COOS SOFTLY) (BABY GRIZZLES)

- Not until you tell me what baby tits are called.

- They are called..

mugglewumps. (OLDER CHILDREN LAUGH)

Mugglewumps!

LAUGHS: Mugglewumps, mugglewumps, mugglewu...

- Auntie Tessa!

- You know what? I think we should go. Let's go. - Hi, darling.

- JOE: Aw! - No, Mummy.

- Then go play. Can you go play? Just go play.

- What, you think I'm gonna steal her?

Nic. Can we talk?

Please?

I know you're angry with me now, but we've been together forever.

Like, ride or die, remember?

In it for life, right?

- My mum's gonna kill me.

(TATTOO NEEDLE BUZZES) - Ooh... - Ooh... (LAUGHS)

Oh. Ow, ow...

- I've never loved anyone like I love you,

so can't we just go back to how it used to be? I'll...

I'll do whatever you want. OK?

I'll go to book club.

I'll dress in man-made fibres. (CHUCKLES)

Look, I-I'll even pay off your account at the Rite Price, since Andi is being such a dick about it.

- You talk to Andi about me? - No. No, no, no, no, no. Not like that.

It's just she said when I was in there — I didn't even mention your name.

(BABY GRIZZLES) - Yeah, OK. Cleo, come on, you're hungry.

- Sorry— Cleo? Stop. Stop. - (MURMURS)

- Buster. He's gone.

He's gone, Nic.

I did it just now.

I did it myself. I promise you. - You did it yourself? How?

- Well, I shot him.

- What happened?

(LIQUID POURS)

- Well, I...

I did what she wanted.

And then when I told her, I thought she would...

...but no.

Just made it worse.

- Calm down, it can't be that bad— - Don't tell me to calm down.

Don't tell me to calm down.

Wake fucking up, Rob.

Like, if she thinks that she can play games with me...

This is so not over.

- Yeah, well, she won't see reason and he won't take the money, so...

- Still, they have been taking money, right?

- Yeah.

Just Liam didn't know about it.

- Well, they need us, Rob. They can't get by without us.

You can't have your cake and eat it too.

(MUFFLED CHILDREN'S TV PROGRAMME)

(CHILDREN'S TV PROGRAMME CONTINUES)

(BABY GURGLES)

- Her name's Cleo.

- (KNOCKS GENTLY)

We need to sort this out.

Now.

- Kids are fine.

- This is my fault.

All of it.

- Nah, that's not true.

- Like, there are things that I...

I should have said before.

You know, the earthquake, it...

really fucked things up, and...

what's been good for me hasn't necessarily been good for you. It's not fair.

- Well, you work hard. No one begrudges you anything.

- It was my idea that you buy the motel in the first place.

- Look, we can make our own decisions, OK?

- I know.

OK, but...

Look, I don't— I...

don't want to piss you off, but...

You always looked out for me, and... I really want to look out for you.

- No— No, no, no. We don't— we don't need your help.

- This can still work out. - How, Rob?

- Million dollars.

This isn't just paying your bills and doubling your wages, OK? This could actually make a difference.

- No. Piss off.

- OK, $2 million.

- I said, piss off.

$2 million and...

I'll buy the motel. - No, get out of my fuckin' house!

Get out!

- Think about it.

(POIGNANT MUSIC)

- What?

- All that money.

- Oh.

So you wouldn't give her up because it's the right thing to do, but you would for $2 million?

- (SIGHS)

(CLEO GURGLES)

(POIGNANT STRING MUSIC)

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