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(BREATHES SHAKILY)

(GRUNTS)

(GRUNTS)

(BREATHES SHAKILY)

What is this place?

No-one comes here.

You look beautiful.

That's my mum's.

What if something should happen to the baby?

Maybe we should...tell someone that we're here.

Everything you need is right here.

(THEME MUSIC)

(SIGHS)

(CRIES OUT) Isaac!

Look, I-I didn't kill him!

It's me. Sam.

(GROANING)

(YELLS)

Look. You remember that, right?

And I know about Annie, your mum.

Thank you. Thank you.

(GROANS)

What are you doing?

There's no-one at the farm. They've cleared out.

No idea where.

What did she say in the message?

That she didn't feel safe.

That she needed my help.

She sounded terrified.

What will happen to the baby if she reverts to her own age?

She'll have to come back for more.

I think I saw Herb.

Yesterday when I dropped his jacket back.

He wasn't in his wheelchair.

What the hell, Dave?

You can't be here, mate.

You're still suspended...

Zacky?

Isaac!

Honey?

MALE VOICE: The national anthem of Hungary.

- (ANTHEM PLAYS) - (VOICE ISN'T AUDIBLE)

- (ANTHEM CONTINUES) - (VOICE ISN'T AUDIBLE)

Whatever they say about me

I want you to know I didn't do it.

OK.

But I'd never, ever do that to you.

Who...

Who are you?

Rhonda!

What is it?

- It's Griffo. - What?

He's, um...

I need you to come down to the station.

(POIGNANT MUSIC)

(SIGHS)

(SIGHS)

Yes?

- Can I help you? - Um...

Frank Warlie?

Yes.

35th Squadron?

Yes.

I'm...

..er...

..I'm with the RAAF Ex-Servicemen Association.

I'm here to return your jacket. If this was yours.

Ah... Ha!

Good heavens!

Um... Come in, come in.

(BIRDS CHIRP)

(GASPS)

It's so weird, isn't it?

I never needed to worry.

Everything's as it should be.

Sweetheart?

- Gwennie? - (MOANS)

- Hey. - (MOANS)

- Sweetheart. Sweetheart. - (CONTINUES MOANING)

Is that a cramp?

- Is it the baby or...? - I don't know.

- Do you need another one? - I don't know. I don't know.

- I don't know. - The plant. Where is it?

I can't help you unless you tell me.

Loris, where's Herb?

(SNIFFS) This can't be part of God's plan.

The plant, Loris, where is it?

Please. It's for Gwen.

I know. She was here.

Oh, God.

This doesn't make sense. Why would she do this?

She didn't. I did.

Why would you do it?

Because it's an abomination.

(RAY SIGHS)

Does Gwen know about it? That it's dead?

No.

You sure you want to do this now?

(SOBS)

Is this David Griffiths?

I'll give you some time.

No, things weren't good between us.

Not for a long while.

There's a lot I didn't believe him about.

Do you recognise him?

Did he have something to do with...?

Griffo was investigating a link between him and this man.

Did he mention anything about either of them?

(BELL DINGS)

You stay in here as long as you like.

Viv. What is it?

Isaac.

- Is this the man you saw? - Yes.

He was tied up in that chair.

And Griffo was right there.

I think we found our lead suspect.

RHONDA: We need to clear everyone out.

(RHONDA CONTINUES ISSUING INSTRUCTIONS)

This is before the Tet Offensive, of course.

Our boys knew the Viet Cong wanted Khe Sanh

to give them an invasion route in the northern provinces.

That way they could outflank US positions south of the DMZ.

I can't believe you know all this.

Strangest thing.

You're the dead ringer of an old mate of mine.

That right?

Or might be the old mind is playing tricks again.

Oh! I haven't even offered you a cuppa!

I'll get it.

- Oh. Would you mind? - Not at all.

- Milk, with... - BOTH: Two sugars.

My wife was a great hostess.

Me, I'm hopeless.

Your wife, is she...

Oh, gone to God.

Long time ago now.

I'm sorry.

(FOOTSTEPS)

Max. You're wasting your time.

It's gone. Been ripped out.

Where's Gwen? She rang me, desperate for help.

No, she didn't.

She's fine. She's more than fine.

(GRUNTS)

(BOTH GRUNT)

(SCREAMS)

(GROANS)

(GASPS)

(GASPS, PANTS)

GWEN: (WHISPERS) It's OK.

It's OK.

Everything's gonna be OK.

I promise.

I promise.

(MOANS)

(MOANS)

(TRICKLING)

(PANTS)

(GRUNTS)

(CRIES OUT)

(SCREAMS WITH RAGE)

Here you go, Frank.

FRANK: Ohhh.

Thank you, son.

I think this milk's a bit off.

No, I think it's fine.

Oh.

Old tastebuds aren't what they used to be.

Nothing is.

Oh, come on. You're in great shape.

Sorry...

..what was your name?

Herb.

Herb?!

No.

You're kidding me!

(CUP RATTLES ON SAUCER)

(GRUNTS)

(MOANS)

(GROANS AND PANTS)

(GRUNTS)

(SIREN)

(GROANS)

It's alright, Frank. It's alright.

- (GASPS AND GROANS) - (CUP FALLS TO GROUND)

(GROANS)

(GROANS)

It's alright, Frank. It happened to me too.

(GASPS)

Here.

Ohhh.

No, I must have... I must have hit my head.

You knew it was me, didn't you?

When I opened the door.

I could always read your face.

Herb?

- It's alright, Frank. - (GASPS)

It's a second chance, I guess.

And I don't know how it works

or whether we're imagining the whole thing but...

..we can be us again.

Stop.

No. I don't know what's going on, or what you've done to me

but you need to go.

Get out!

Get out.

Herb?

SONG: ♪ Loving you for you alone

♪ For the kindness you have shown

- ♪ You possess... ♪ - (RETCHES)

Herb?

- What happened? - I don't know.

You right?

- (RETCHES) - Herb?

Herb, you OK?

Herb!

Herb!

Herb!

Herb! (KNOCKS)

- Herb! - Don't come in. I'm fine.

Herb.

I'm sure it'll just...

Herb!

Don't come in!

Don't come... Don't come in!

How are you holding up? Are you gonna head off home?

- Alright. You right? - Yep.

Um, excuse me.

Ah, that's my mum's.

The necklace.

Oh, um...

Here.

(RETCHES)

(DOOR OPENS)

(PANTS)

I'm sorry. They're gone.

No, no, no, no.

(WEEPS)

(SOBS)

(GASPS AND MOANS)

- Gwen. - Don't!

(CRIES OUT)

Herb?

(KNOCKS)

(GASPS) No, no, please, please don't come in.

Come on, Herb. Open the door.

No, please.

(KNOCKS) Herb!

Hey. Hey.

There you are.

(KNOCK AT DOOR)

Isn't it funny, you know, how the mind works

in spite of itself?

What do you mean?

Well...

..I...I tried hard to forget you.

The brief time we had together.

But the harder I tried, and the years went by...

..those memories just kept getting stronger and stronger.

- (KNOCKING) - Blast. I'll get rid of them.

- Can I help you? - I'm looking for Frank War...

- You must be his... - His wife.

(GASPS)

L-Loris!

I, er... I was...just...

Your wheelchair's in the car.

(DOOR SLAMS)

Shhh! Hey, kid, guess who?!

Hey, my wrist. My wrist.

My tat. You remember?

Yeah. I'm gonna take my hand off, alright?

OK?

It's...

It's pretty wild, huh?

You're like... You're like the Turritopsis dohrnii.

Yeah. What... What now?

The immortal jellyfish.

If it gets sick, it can return back to a polyp.

Yeah.

It's just like that.

What's that date?

It's, er...

..Sammy's birthday.

My kid. I've got a kid.

My boy.

Last time I saw him he was about your age.

What happened to him?

Some people just aren't meant to be parents, you know.

He looked at me like I was a hero. I wasn't.

I'm the bad guy.

So...I had to cut him loose,

you know, like from a rotten leg,

to save him.

He, ah...

A few years ago I stopped in on him.

See how he turned out, you know?

It's...

That morning, a car came out of nowhere.

You should never outlive your own kid.

I found this.

It's Mum's.

It means she's still here. I know it.

Oh, no.

No, mate.

Get dressed.

(MOANS)

(MOANING)

(MOANING)

(GWEN PANTS)

- Get the fuck out of here! - Max.

GWEN: Ray!

Ray.

Thank you.

(WHIMPERS)

I'm having this baby, Ray.

You've given her what she needs. Now, get out.

She's mine. This child is mine.

(CRIES OUT)

I'm not going, Max.

Max.

If you love me, then you stop.

Just stop.

(MOANS)

- (PANTS) - That's good. That's good.

That's good. Push.

Push. Come on, come on, love.

- (SCREAMS) - (TENSE MUSIC)

Push. It's coming. I can see it!

(MUSIC INTENSIFIES, VOICES FADE)

You want to know how I did it?

It's a plant.

It grows where someone died.

Who died here?

(SCREAMS)

Come on. Come on!

Push!

I'm sorry, mate.

Why... Why...

Why isn't...

Why isn't he breathing?

Ray?

No!

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