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What do you remember?

The past narrows like a road,

winding through acres of darkness.

Your mind can only hold a fraction of it.

Just random spotlit seconds across the years.

So much disappears.

Tess?

Swallowed whole.

Tess.

But that night...

..that one night remains...

..branded on your brain like fire.

And the pain and its scars never fade.

Simone?

- Happy? - Yeah, I think so.

Is anyone ever happy

exposing five years of blood and toil to the world?

Well, we love it and I'm thrilled to be publishing it.

And we are hoping to make a splash at Frankfurt.

Debut female fic is red-hot right now.

We're not chilli peppers, Andrew.

- It's just that one signature. - This is Ruth.

She's also a big fan.

She just spotted a page you missed on your contract.

- I loved your book. - Thank you.

Oh, God, yeah, sorry. I-I meant to get back to this.

'Warranty and indemnity'. I didn't quite get it.

The warranty is just a promise that your work isn't plagiarised

or previously published.

Don't worry about it.

- It's not, is it? - Cross my heart.

It's really more of an issue with nonfiction books.

Your characters are fictional, you made up a town.

It's all good.

It is indeed.

Now, if I didn't have back-to-backs all afternoon,

I'd take you down for a bottle of fizz to celebrate.

Oh! No worries. I carry my own.

♪ In the air

♪ To make it

♪ Perfectly clear

♪ He was swimming with

♪ Some beautiful sharks... ♪

Oh, shit!

- Hey. - Hi.

Where are you?

I'm just coming back from the train.

How about you?

I'm just coming over the bridge.

Ah.

Hey, are the kids with Mark? Can you meet for a cheeky drink?

Well, he says that they're on a play date,

but I can see on my phone that they're at the cafe.

Why are you stalking him?

No, I'm not stalking him.

Just go, go, have a look for me.

He's just getting a coffee, Hat.

She makes those incredible cinnamon rolls.

Don't be paranoid.

He loves you.

Hey, I've got some news.

Oh, really? OK. I have some too.

OK, well, I'll, um...

I'll go check on Dad and meet you at the bowlo in 15.

OK, 'bye.

♪ Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh... ♪

Hi!

- What are you doing? - They're taking over the lawn.

They're dandelions. It's their job.

Where's your hat? You're getting burnt.

- Why are you all dressed up? - I had a meeting about my book.

- What book? - Dad, I told you!

I'm getting a book published.

A novel.

No.

I mentioned it again this morning.

You haven't been here for days.

I made you breakfast.

Oi! Eat the fuckin' dandelions!

Come on!

This way. Let's go!

Ah, you useless thing.

Come on. Break time.

- Get you a hat, hey? - Yes.

It's a new invasion every week.

Last week, it was aphids on the sweet peas.

Before that, clothes moths.

Well, you've got to sign him up for an extermination course.

Get him out working.

I've got tons of ants in my kitchen he can tackle.

I think we've reached the hallucination stage.

The writer's fascinated. The daughter is distressed.

Well, it is distressing,

but does it mean you can stay for another six months?

No, I don't think I can look after him and his goats.

Maybe we should sell up. It's worth so much now.

But it's been so good having you back down here.

And the kids love it.

- You wanna hear my news? - Yes.

I'm having a baby.

Fuck!

Are you serious?

No, I mean...

..a novel's being published.

Oh, my gosh, Mon, you finished a novel!

- I did. - Why don't I know about this?

Well, I didn't want to jinx it by talking about it,

and I know you think I never finish anything,

so I didn't want to get your hopes up.

That's not true. I don't think that you don't finish things.

Well, I don't ever finish anything, so...

Yeah, yeah, yeah, but you just did!

I did!

Mon, I'm so proud of you.

So, tell, tell! What is it about?

Um, it's kind of like an emotional mystery,

but I don't want to give too much away.

- Till I read it? - Hat, come on, you don't read.

I read!

Legal briefs.

I'm so going to make an exception for your novel.

- Come on! - So, what about your news?

Well...

..it's about Tess.

I don't think I want to know about that.

She's coming back to Sydney.

She said she was gonna email you.

How would she email me?

I gave her your email address.

I haven't spoken to her in 17 years, Hat.

- We're all adults now. - Pfft.

I have no partner, no kids. I'm still living with my dad.

By nobody's standards have I reached adulthood.

Ooh!

Can I not have five seconds?

Hi, kids!

Yeah, you get him. He's filthy!

- He needs a wash. - Calm down! Help!

What, you didn't have enough caffeine today, Mark?

I'm gonna stop sharing my location

if you can't use it responsibly.

No, it wasn't that. Simone saw you at the cafe.

OK, we can talk about it when I get back.

- Sure. - 'Bye!

Raf! Raf! Please!

I'm sorry.

Alright, 'bye.

- Love you. - Love you.

- 'Bye. - 'Bye.

- Why? - Sorry. I can't sleep.

Can't you go and be awake somewhere else?

I've reached the final drawer of random shit

which I don't know where to fucking put.

Just dump it all into a box and look at it again in a year.

- What if it's a mistake? - Just dump it in.

You can label it 'random shit'.

No, I mean going, Vic, back to Australia.

It's a bit late now, isn't it?

Is it?

Well, I took a year's sabbatical, Tess.

I thought we all wanted this.

Yeah, I do. I...

What if I hate it after so long away?

What if I find it parochial?

What if you're not actually worried about that?

You are going to be fine.

If it doesn't work out,

we just kick out the tenants and fly home,

go back to the London office.

The kids and I will stay in Australia.

You get London in February and I... I get Mardi Gras.

- You're hilarious. - Mm.

- And kinda wise. - Mm.

Don't forget gorgeous. Come on.

- Oh. - Yep.

Ooh!

That's one way.

I never see you cry. Aren't you sad?

I still get sad.

I mean, your mum was, like, the best mum I ever had.

Of course I'm sad.

I can't just cry on command 'cause you want me to, Tess.

I don't want you to cry.

It was just...

I'm here.

I feel it too.

I will never let anybody hurt you.

I love you.

I love you too.

I'm sorry.

Hi. You've reached Andrew Sharma.

I can't get to the phone right now, but please leave a message.

Thank you.

Uh, hey, Andrew. Sorry to ring so late.

I just need to talk to you

before you send the book off to Frankfurt.

It's kind of urgent.

If you could just ring me back...

It's Simone, by the way.

I know you're there! You keep away from here, you hear?

Oi! What's going on?

Oh, they ran off as soon as I came out.

- Who? - He was howling.

It's probably just possums on heat.

It's too hot for sex, Cathy.

Hey, guess what.

Simone won the spelling bee.

Come on.

- Hey, get to your beds. - Hey! Hey!

Hey, come inside, Dad. Whatever it is, it's gone now.

Come on.

We're all tired.

I feel like I've flown around the moon twice

to end up in Scotland.

You mean the end of the world, cut off from civilisation.

- Like a prison. - Beautiful prison.

I don't mind deadly spiders,

but I thought we came here to escape the rain.

Guys, maybe rein in taking the piss out of my homeland?

- Oh, it's your homeland now? - Let's go look around.

- This is massive. - I know.

- You're not too hot in that? - No. No.

When are we going to go see your mum?

- Babe? - I said I'm not too hot.

Yeah, and then I asked when we're going to go see your mum.

Oh, sorry. I don't know yet. When I'm ready.

If I'm ready.

I've invited Hat up for lunch.

- Have you messaged Simone? - No, not yet.

I'm gonna go have a shower.

Mm.

Hey. It's Tess.

I'm in Sydney.

I'm dying to see you.

'Bye.

- Hello? - It's Simone.

Hey.

Wow, Mon.

Like an apparition.

Long time, no see.

Oh!

Sorry.

You haven't changed.

Ooh! I'm more elegant.

I didn't expect to see you today.

No, I just... I live moment to moment.

Hat didn't think you'd come, but I'm happy you did.

Of course.

Mm.

OK.

It's through here.

Hey, Vicki, this is Simone.

Simone, this is Vicki.

Vicki, the wife.

You have a wife!

We've heard so much about you.

Yeah, we've seen all the photos.

This is Lily and Art.

These are yours?

Well, Vicki did the birth thing, but I've been there.

Pretty much since the beginning.

Hah! Of time.

Yeah, so, um, Tess bats for the other team.

I hate that phrase. There is no team.

- Where is this team? - It's right here.

- Aww! - Wait, sorry.

So, you're the one

who sleepwalked into Tess's mum's bed

when you were 15?

And used to copy all her homework.

OK, you might wanna check your facts.

- Take your chips outside, guys. - Our chips?

- Crisps. Whatever. - Oh, my goodness!

You can say crisps.

I love 'crisps' and I love your fancy accents.

So, you just here for summer holidays?

Well, Tess has a new job

and I've a year's sabbatical with the kids.

So, you've 'moved' moved back.

I know. I didn't think I'd ever come back here.

Aww, she's bravely put it behind her.

Well, the kids hate us, but we're gonna convert them.

- Right, babe? - Mm.

- Would you like a drink? - Ooh, yes, please!

Uh, so, we've got white or...

- White! - Would you like white? Great.

Idiot!

Stop splashing me!

So, how many years is it?

How long have I been sober?

Eight. 2,922 days.

Very specific.

- It's really amazing. - So, even at your wedding?

It's a good thing that you two eloped

otherwise Mon would have given a surprise speech.

Not drinking is part of my recovery, so...

Well, I feel like drinking is part of my recovery.

I don't miss it. I love not waking up with a hangover.

I get so much more done. I'm twice as productive.

Oh, speaking of productive...

You just wake up and you drink water.

Or maybe I'm an alcoholic. Who knows?

As I've been trying to say for the last 10 minutes,

Mon actually has some really exciting news.

- I really don't. - Oh, you do!

Hat?

Mon's novel is getting published.

And I should be your publicist,

otherwise you would never frickin' say anything about it!

Wow. Congratulations.

Well, I spoke too soon, didn't I?

'cause it's not being published now.

What? What do you mean? Since when?

They don't want it now.

They're just terminating your contract?

- No, they changed their mind. - What's your agent saying?

Oh, he's a corporate knob of a man.

He says, "Blah, blah, blah."

But what does your termination clause say?

I don't know, Hat!

But you need to know the terms, Mon!

The terms are nobody wants a dark psychological thriller

'cause it totally fucks with people's head

and they can't sleep at night.

You know, but maybe if I can turn it into

some crappy sentimental piece of romance fiction,

they might consider it again.

Well, they'd better revert your rights.

- Can we not talk about this? - It's awful.

I-I hate them, Mon.

You can talk amongst yourselves.

I'm so sorry.

It must be very disappointing.

Whatever. Nobody's ever cared about my non-career.

Hey!

To be fair, Simone,

we haven't spoken in a while.

17 years, actually, which is a fuck lot of days.

Ladies, please, can we just not?

Can we have a nice day?

- I was having a lovely time. - Pfft!

Forget it. I'm an idiot.

No!

I don't get why she came if she doesn't want to see me.

It's the wine, the sun.

It's probably nerves.

She did drink a lot of wine.

I can hear you and I'm fine.

I'm actually knackered because I have a mentally ill father

and no siblings,

so I'm just gonna lie down

and leave you guys to catch up.

- How are you getting home? - I didn't drive.

Well, we'll drive you to the station.

No, I wanna walk. I feel a bit unsteady.

- But, babe, you're drunk. - I'll go with you.

I'd prefer to be alone right now.

You can't force me to publish it.

You cannot go cold feet on me now.

- But it's my life! - And it's going to be amazing.

Look, look, I get it.

It's scary to publish a novel, to put yourself out there,

but I don't think you get how big this could be

if it all goes well.

No, you don't get it.

You've worked so fucking hard on this!

No, you don't understand.

This book is my fucking life, Andrew!

I can't publish it.

Wait, are you...

Are you saying this is true?

I am saying that it's based on my life.

But in a novel way?

And 'it actually happened to me' way.

Man.

That is some dark shit.

Yep.

All of it happened.

That's great.

OK.

"Based on a true story." That sells books.

No, it... it doesn't matter.

I wrote it for myself.

I tried to write it for years

and it fucking nearly killed me,

but I wrote it.

I don't need to publish it.

Listen, Frankfurt in three days.

We'll get the manuscript to publishers on Monday.

We will put "A novel" on the cover.

We'll fuckin' underline it,

but you cannot pull out on me now at this point.

I've changed my mind.

This is fuckin' career suicide, OK?!

But...

But if you want to go ahead with it,

then you need to be prepared to pay back your advance,

a termination fee, the publisher's legal fees

plus the costs I've incurred on this.

I mean, that's not a small amount of money.

So, you're just gonna put a gun to my head?

No, it's a choice, OK?

It's your choice and your choice has a price.

Or I can offer you a compromise.

Forget it.

I'm done.

You're gorgeous.

Don't talk. Don't say anything.

Don't look at me. Don't look at me.

Simone!

Dad!

I'm stuck.

Oh, Dad! I'm here. I'm gonna help you.

- Oh, just shoot me. - No! What were you...

What were you doing?

Oh, I needed a padlock for the gate.

What? Why?

There was a car here last... last night.

It shone its headlights right in my eyes.

The dogs went mental.

Dad, look, I've been looking into your condition,

and sometimes when the brain changes,

you start to imagine things or hear things.

There are people that can help you.

I'll show you.

Look at that! Bloody cigarette butts!

A bloody fire hazard. The whole place could go up.

What kind of car was it? Did you see?

Big enough to crush a dog without a bump.

- How did you get home? - Took a train.

Oh, Mon, you were a bit full-on.

I got drunk. I deeply apologise.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, I get it.

It just seemed like you were a bit cranky with Tess.

It's hard enough for her being back.

Maybe you could just be a bit nicer to her.

She's got her life together perfectly.

And so fancy!

She looked at me like I was a lost cause,

like she's moved on and I'm still 19.

Hm!

I never remember feeling this shit around her.

Well, that's not going to help anything.

Just say you miss her, how it was.

How it was was so long ago.

You can try again by yourself.

Maybe don't drink this time?

OK, I don't need a mother right now.

Well, clearly I have enough children, thank you.

I'm sorry.

I love you.

You're gonna find a new publisher.

Nuh, I'm done with writing.

Oh, God, I would love you to actually finish a book,

be proud of it, send it out for somebody to read

instead of just pretending you wrote a book.

What the fuck, Hat?

Sorry, Mon. Sometimes it's just hard to believe you.

Yeah.

Well, see ya.

Alright, if you're going for a swim,

leave your gear under the tree.

Boys! Come get some sunscreen.

Leave him alone.

It's not nice.

Coming back here where people live and raise families

and cast aspirations on me and me business.

I think you mean 'aspersions', Joey.

Fuck you.

We don't need your accusations.

I don't and Bec doesn't.

If you've got nothing to hide,

then I guess you've got nothing to worry about.

I'll always fuckin' hate you for what you did.

Shut your fuckin' mouth.

I'm telling you, for your own good, lay off.

Dad, come on!

I've got to protect my kids.

Fuck your kids. Who protected us?

Oh, what now, Simone?

Tell me your fuckin' compromise.

Hi.

Hey.

Sorry.

I was drunk and stupid.

It's OK.

I mean, I didn't make it any easier.

I was just fucking nervous!

And it's been so long.

Yeah.

I thought you weren't coming back.

I wasn't...

..but I feel like I've been running.

And now I'm done.

W-what do you mean, done? How?

I'm coming down for the weekend to see Mum.

Can we just hang out for a bit?

Um, can I call you back? Just one sec.

Andrew, hey. I just woke up.

Well, sit down.

I'm in a field.

Hey!

I don't know.

Sit on a fucking flower or something.

- Just tell me! - OK.

So, it was a risky compromise from Lindy's POV,

but it turns out it made the manuscript even hotter.

What do you mean?

She sent it out, she asked for offers very quickly

and it got snapped up in 24 hours.

Seriously? Are you serious?

Yes!

It's a high-excitement, full-buzz, you little buzzy bee!

Oh, fuck!

Fuck? Fuck?

What happened to, "You were right, Andrew"?

"You are a god, Andrew. Thank you, Andrew"?

Are you there? Hello? Simone?

Well, yeah, that's a fuck load of thanks.

Welcome to the dark, damp valley of my nightmares.

Didn't used to be a bridge down there.

The rocks from the escarpment

would just crash down onto the road.

See? Some things have changed.

Wait, that's where you used to live?

Ah, a bit further on.

Can we please stop for a burger?

We're literally on the way to a barbecue.

We're not stopping there.

It's a sword! Raah!

Dad, can I have some of this?

You want this for lunch? No way!

Come on, let's go.

Hey, I'm really sorry about what I said.

Of course I believe you. I just want to cheer you up.

- Look at all those surfer boys. - Lil, don't be so obvious.

- I wanna go swimming. - Oh!

Hey.

You OK?

- Mm. You good. - Mm.

Wanna do these?

- No, that is your job. - Come on.

-Don't mention the night we met. -Yeah, ingrained.

- Tess, Vicki, tinnie? - No! She doesn't drink.

- Vicki, Simone, tinnie? - Ah, not drinking either.

- Well, God knows I'll drink. - OK. Thank God for that.

- Hey, mate, how are you? - Long time.

I'm so excited.

I can't believe this is your view!

So, this guy is a massive skinhead

and then Mon over here was, like,

"Oh, you can't beat me up yourself.

"You've gotta get your girlfriend to do it for you."

That's a terrible story.

Wait, what's this terrible story? I wanna hear it.

Well, I mean, Mon and Tess were genuinely terrible,

like how you used to nick all those rings, Mon?

Oh, no, Tess taught me. I just improved it.

I used to go to these markets

where they'd have all these rings out

and she had this ingenious method.

On, off, on, off so fast, you couldn't keep track.

Then she's make a big show, putting them back, walking off.

And then the vendor would look at me like it was my fault.

"Oh, my ring's gone!"

And I'd have to show him my hands

to prove it wasn't me.

But she'd turn

the stone setting round on her finger

so you couldn't tell.

I just can't believe you guys were shoplifters.

We were bad teenagers, but, you know, I was easily led.

Paid the price for it and now I'm reformed.

Easily led by who?

We did really stupid and dangerous shit

which I'm glad you don't do.

Yeah, but, didn't you say

that's 'cause your mums

were never really there for you?

Oh, well, my mum... my mum was there, but...

Sorry.

Yeah, I'm in here.

Hey. All yours.

I'm sorry that Lil said that about your mum.

It wasn't about that.

Well, I'm sorry if you felt judged.

I was... I was judging myself.

You're entitled to your take.

I just thought we led each other.

I should probably go.

Dad needs feeding

or otherwise he ends up

microwaving his socks.

Let's get coffee tomorrow, just us.

Can't tomorrow. Maybe next time.

Oh!

Oh, darlings! Look at you! Oh!

I just want to breathe you in.

Oh!

Oh, look!

Oh, Mum, can we go for a swim? Mum? Can we go for a swim?

- Uh, is it safe swimming-wise? - It's a bit shark-y.

- Sharks? - She means it's unpatrolled.

Rips and reef. You just need to be careful.

Well, can we have a look, though?

- Five minutes. - OK.

Thanks.

Hey, Mum.

Oh, it's so good to see the kids.

Something came for you...

..from the police

a while ago.

What is it?

It's uncollected property.

I didn't know if you'd want it back.

Do you want me to get rid of it for you?

Just leave it on the bed.

Closed the station down.

There's barely a cop along the whole coast.

And they wonder why the kids get so drunk at night.

Fresh Aussie fruit and veg. The best.

Picking Australia's fruit and veg first.

That's today's fresh food people.

East Africa, the Serengeti.

Dad, that's your show.

You muted your show?

Hey, I've got my book launch this arvo.

If I go to Sydney, are you gonna be OK?

I've got a padlock for the gate.

I'm writing a book.

Yeah. You were the one who inspired me in the first place.

It's not finished yet, but.

We should clean out your old writer's shed,

get you back out there.

I bought a jacket.

An author's jacket.

I'll wear it when my book is published.

I know.

I'm so proud of you.

Oh.

Can I have some salt?

Yeah.

- Say hi to your dad for me. - I will do, Graham. Thank you.

Don't ever threaten me again.

What was that, mate? I'm on the fuckin' phone.

Yeah, I said don't threaten me.

And don't fucking come round my house and scare my father.

What are you on about?

I know you think you're above the law.

Everyone acts like you are, but I know what you fucking did.

Just some crazy woman.

Fuck.

Joe, you there, mate?

It's my fault, is it?

Hey, Trevor, you fuckin' done in there, mate, or what, hey?

I got cut off, didn't I?

So did youse, mate.

Ooh, far out.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my gosh! Get off that! Oh, God, that's rank!

Get off. Dogs! Oh, my...

Don, your dogs are out here disembowelling a possum.

- You might wanna rein 'em in. - They're alright!

Eugh!

Look, I just came over to cheer up Mon,

but she's not answering her phone.

She went to a party.

No, that was yesterday at mine.

No, she went to a party today up in Sydney.

Oh.

Right.

Well, I'll come in and leave a note

and leave this cheeky present, hey?

Who the fuck's that?

You wake without memory.

But when you see her so small and cracked...

..it all comes flooding back.

The awful seconds of that night.

Tess?

Joey?

You wish you could forget.

You would do anything to forget.

What happened to me last night?

♪ Take an eye

♪ For an eye

♪ Take me down

♪ With you

♪ Take it all

♪ Away

♪ I know it all

♪ Comes back times three

♪ That human

♪ That demon showed me

♪ How it ends when you treat...

♪ Like foes... ♪

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