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(BIRD CHIRPS, WINGS FLAP)

(CHIRPS)

(GENTLE MUSIC)

SONG: ♪ I feel like I'm damned to be

♪ A loser and a weirdo

♪ Picking out the wrong clothes

♪ And bite my lip to choose between two types of failure

♪ Ill-fitting phases

♪ I never quite dedicated enough... ♪

-(CHIRPS) -♪ Enough... ♪

-(BIRD SQUAWKS) -(THUMP, THUDDING)

(DOG BARKS IN DISTANCE)

('SALSA NA' MA' BY LA EXCELENCIA PLAYS)

Mum.

Mum!

-Oh, my God! -Oh! Fuck.

Morning, darling.

We can still knock in this house, you know.

Can you please turn down the music, Angie?

(MUSIC STOPS)

Do you have to use my first name?

Perhaps I should use your stripper name.

(BUZZING AND RATTLING)

(DOOR SLAMS)

I'm trying to finish my assignment!

OK!

(LAPTOP BEEPS)

SONG: ♪ Do do do do Do do-do

♪ Do do do-do do

♪ Do do do do do-do... ♪

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine,

10, 11, 12, 13.

♪ Do do do-do do

♪ Do do do do do-do... ♪

One, two, three, four,

five, six, seven, eight, nine,

10, 11, 12.

Yes!

♪ Do do do do do-do

♪ And they've been saying the wrong things about me... ♪

I can't find Migaloo.

Oh. I'm sure it's around here somewhere.

It's really triggering when you dismiss my feelings, Mum.

I'm not. But...

Oh, come on, Ol. Come on, don't be weird about stuff.

I am not weird about stuff.

I'm just weird about this one thing.

Where's Dad?

(BIRD TWITTERS AND SQUAWKS)

-(MOBILE PHONE BUZZES AND RINGS) -(MAN SIGHS)

Dad, you're supposed to come so I can drive to school today.

(SIGHS) Is that the time, is it?

Now I can't find Migaloo

and I've got my big history presentation.

Oly, you don't need a toy.

She's not a toy.

She's a transitional object.

That's psychobabble.

Listen, darling, you've done the work, alright?

We believe in the heirs and the values

of the Enlightenment in this family.

Yeah, I know, Dad.

Presume that's also why you're sleeping in your clothes

on the boat again?

-Are you coming home or what? -Is he driving you to school?

(MOUTHS WORDS)

I have three dozen essays by borderline literate teenagers

to mark by noon today, Dom.

I'm working from home. You promised.

(FLAPS LIPS) Yeah, I'm not...

I'm not gonna, um... not gonna make it in time.

(WHISPERS) Fuck's sake.

See you tonight, Dad?

Absolutely, darling. I love you.

(ANGIE SIGHS)

ANGIE: This kid hasn't met a five-syllable adjective

he can't misuse.

OLY: Jorden Beecham. Right?

Oly, you know I can't discuss other students with you.

You given some more thought

to dropping one of your extra subjects this year?

-Maybe you've taken on too much. -I don't need your advice, Mum.

Especially coming from whatever midlife forest it is

that you and Dad are currently lost in.

Oh.

Quoting Dante now. Nice touch.

Glad you're listening in class. I just wondered if you...

Wanted your advice when I said I didn't?

Whoo! Wow, you are, like, off-the-scale moody, kiddo.

Is everything OK?

-(BRAKES SCREECH) -(CRASH, GLASS SHATTERS)

(ANGIE GROANS LIGHTLY)

-You alright? -Yeah.

-You? -Yeah.

Great. Now I'm gonna be late for school.

Look, you go. Come on, hurry up. I'll deal with this.

Love you, Mum.

-Sorry. -Ah.

I didn't see ya. I just...

(LAUGHTER AND CHATTER)

(UNSETTLING MUSIC)

(GROANS SOFTLY)

Ohh.

Babes. You're late.

-You OK? -Yeah.

Just Mum's gone psycho. Dad slept on the boat again.

Situation normal.

-Did you bring it? -Oh. Oh!

-Mmm. -I got you.

My mum swears by this stuff.

You can only get it on prescription.

Thanks, Oly.

Mum says it's 'cause I ate that meat pie.

I literally had no time to prep for the French orals this week.

Practise the oral on me.

Oh, it's funny. 'Cause you're a fat fuck and I'm hot?

And it's, like, never gonna happen?

God, I feel like I'm actually getting dumber

just being around this guy.

Yeah.

Lame stoner jocks.

I know. Totally.

Hey.

Ready for the big presentation?

Yeah! I'm a bit nervous.

Did you find Migaloo?

We can go over it at lunch if you want.

-Oh! -(BELL RINGS)

-See you in maths. -OK. 'Bye.

(UNSETTLING MUSIC)

(GROANS)

REEMA: Oly?

I can't find my moon cup.

REEMA: Oly?

Are you OK? Should I get someone?

Oh, I found it.

Oh... (GRUNTS)

(SIGHS) Thank God.

REEMA: Hello?

No, I'm ...m kind of OK now.

Here, I'll get you some water.

-Arrgh! Ugh! -Babes, what's going on?

-Let me in. -Ohh!

-Ah! -Oly?

-Reems... -Are you OK?

-(GRUNTS) -What's going on?

I'm legit dying.

Morning.

Hey! Hey, everyone! (SPEAKS SPANISH)

-(LAUGHTER) -Val, cheer up.

It's Friday. Come on.

(SALSA PLAYS THROUGH HEADPHONES)

(LAUGHS)

Ah! Cool.

Los Rumberos.

Yeah.

Whoo!

It's gorgeous. Beautiful.

Hey, they're doing a gig in the next couple of weeks.

-You should come to that. -I'd love that. Yeah.

Definitely. Definitely.

-Rosa will be there. -Oh.

Yeah, great.

-Wepa! -(LAUGHS)

STUDENT: Um, Ms Davis?

It's Oly.

-(OLY COUGHS) -ANGIE: Girls, out, please.

If you don't have to be here.

-What's happening? -She won't come out.

-Ol? (KNOCKS ON DOOR) -Mum, I think something's wrong.

-Can you open the door, please? -(GROANS)

Darling, can you open the door?

(GROANS AND INHALES SHARPLY)

(GRUNTS)

(OLY GRUNTS AND PANTS)

Reems, can you call an ambulance?

REEMA: OK.

-Are you calling it? -Yeah, I'm calling them.

(GROANS)

I'm here, darling.

(ENGINE STARTS)

MATIAS: Alright, guys, nothing else to see here.

Come on, back to class.

(SIREN WAILS)

PARAMEDIC: Oly, Oly, I'll get you to sip on that. Here.

It'll take the edge off. You can breathe in.

You can hold that yourself.

I'll get your blood pressure.

-(GROANS) -Here we go.

(INDISTINCT RADIO COMMUNICATION)

-(SIREN WAILS) -(GROANS)

-(GRUNTS AND RETCHES) -Hey. OK.

(COUGHS AND SNIFFS)

It's quite high. Is she epileptic?

-No. -Had your appendix out before?

No? Can I feel your tummy?

(INDISTINCT RADIO COMMUNICATION)

Is it possible she's pregnant?

-(GRUNTS) -ANGIE: No.

-OLY: No way. -Can I just have a quick feel?

I think you might be having a baby.

-No, she's not. -No. No way.

-No way. Fuck that. -Billy, we're in labour.

-(GASPS) -Mum, support her head.

-Support her head. -She's having a baby?

-(SCREAMS) -BILLY: Incoming...

Oly, I'll have to cut your underwear.

Yeah, I'm sorry.

-BILLY: Sudden labour... -What the fuck?!

I'm sorry, sweetheart. Let's have a quick look.

-This baby is coming right now. -(COUGHS)

-Now?! -Now.

(SCREAMS)

(PANTS)

(SQUELCH)

Sorry.

(SLOW, DREAMY MUSIC)

WOMAN: Coming through behind.

WOMAN: She's pre-eclamptic.

(GRUNTS AND GROANS)

(SUCTION TUBE HISSES)

WOMAN: Just going to put some fluids in.

OK, now, slow, deep breaths.

You're doing really well.

That was good.

Come on, it's alright. (SPEAKS INDISTINCTLY)

It's OK. It's alright.

Hold on, hold on. Hold on.

Hold on. Just relax. You're gonna need stitches.

Just back. That's it. There's a good girl.

Alright.

Some mums want to keep the placenta. Yeah?

(OLY PANTS)

-(GRUNTS) -(BABY CRIES)

Congratulations. You can hold her now.

Get that thing away from me.

(PUNCHY ROCK MUSIC)

-Zac. Zac. Zac. -(ZAC SPEAKS INDISTINCTLY)

Zac, Zac, Zac. Zac!

My sister works with this guy whose boyfriend is a nurse

and he said that Oly's had a baby.

G-T-F-O.

GIRL: What if she didn't know?

Happened to my cousin. Couple times.

Yeah, but Oly tells me everything.

Guess not this time, hey.

Reema, have you heard anything from Oly yet?

MATIAS: You're meant to be training, yeah?

-Yep. -Vince, where's that going?

Hand it over.

You guys know the rules. Five laps.

(SCOFFS) Come on, Coach.

Off you go.

Go, Vince!

What are you waiting for?

I've done my hammy, eh.

Your hammy? You haven't done your hammy.

You need to show some respect.

-Did you forget? -What are you talking about?

-It's her birthday, Dad. -I know. I have not forgotten.

But if she was here, she'd be ashamed

of the way you're acting right now.

Five laps! Go!

Go, boys! That's what I wanna see!

These guys are not gonna be easy on Friday. Pick it up!

(GRIZZLES)

Well, this explains the random crying

and...violent mood swings.

Oly, why didn't you tell me?

I didn't know.

Oh, come on, darling, you're a smart kid.

I don't want it.

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACH)

Have I told you, when you were born,

we didn't think you'd make it?

You weren't putting on weight.

"Failing to thrive" is what they used to say.

I thought I would die if I lost you.

(WHISPERS) This is your baby, Oly.

(BABY GURGLES)

And once you get used to the idea,

you are gonna love her.

You're gonna love her as much as I love you.

Mum...

..nothing you just said helps at all.

Oh, sweetheart.

(SIGHS) Are you OK?

Well, fuck, this will be a significant life adjustment.

You didn't know about this?

(BABY WHINES)

Hi, I'm Johanna, the psychologist on duty today.

-Hi. -You must be the parents.

Sorry, uh, grandparents.

-Yes. -DOM: Mmm.

Could we have a moment?

Uh, is that necessary?

Up to the patient.

(BABY WHINES)

Olympia, how are you?

Best day ever.

I understand the birth was a shock to you.

Concealed pregnancies can have significant implications

on the mother's postpartum health, as well as the baby's.

I didn't conceal it.

Oh, it's just a medical term.

Everyone here's a bit worried about you, Olympia.

I'm not going to kill it.

Kill 'her'.

It's a bit early to be imposing your gender norms.

Is the father out of the picture?

And you weren't aware that you were pregnant?

I was not.

Olympia, you have some big adjustments to make.

I am not going to keep it.

I mean, Bowie is our fuck-up, not Oly.

She's...she's ruined her life.

-(SIGHS) And mine. -(SCOFFS)

Yours?

Well, who do you think is gonna take care of this baby, Dom?

Oly is a child.

Babies shouldn't have babies.

What is that?

Oh, God. What are you, 15?

I am a good dad.

What you're good at is showing up for the fun stuff.

At least you used to be.

(SIGHS)

(BABY CRIES NEARBY)

(GENTLE MUSIC)

That's it, darling, slowly, slowly.

Almost there. That's it.

(WHISPERS) Let's sit you back.

That's it. Just bend your legs just a little.

Tuck under.

Alright.

Now, let me check the stitches.

(WISTFUL SINGING)

We'll get you tucked in.

These are for your next movement.

There's something wrong with me.

How could I not know?

(ANGIE LAUGHS)

Oh, my goodness.

Lachie.

Can I see her?

Yeah. She'd love to see you. Go.

Do you want to see the baby?

I'll give you two a moment.

So, are you gonna tell me who the father is?

It's no-one you know.

(HALF-LAUGHS)

We said we were gonna wait until after the HSC.

You did.

So you just went and did it without me?

You know the whole school is gonna find out that we...

-I don't even know who you are! -Lachie!

Please?

(SLOW, BROODING MUSIC)

Did you tell your dad it's not yours?

That was chivalrous.

Thank you.

So, what are you gonna do?

What if...we just didn't tell anyone?

And we could find parents who want her?

And it would just be like nothing ever happened.

It's my decision. The counsellor said.

This way we won't get attached.

(BABY CRIES)

I just think it might be a bit too early

to make a decision, Ol.

JOHANNA: In any case, you have to complete

pre-adoption counselling.

You can't give your consent to adoption for 30 days.

30 days?!

What do we do in the meanwhile?

-(BABY WHINES) -(PHONE RINGS)

Um...

MATIAS ON PHONE: Is it true? A baby?

(SIGHS)

(SIGHS)

Oh, Angie.

Is she OK?

Well, it's a big shock.

Sí. Es una gran sorpresa.

Yeah. (LAUGHS)

(SIGHS)

But is the baby OK?

Yeah. It's a little girl.

Aww. That's wonderful!

Not the best way to find out you have a grandchild.

No. (LAUGHS)

Also about 15 years too soon. (LAUGHS)

(GENTLE MUSIC)

(SPEAKS INDISTINCTLY)

What is it, Matias?

A student at school today, she had a baby.

(GASPS) In Year 11? That's stupid.

You see, that's a stupid girl.

Pretty smart actually.

Not smart enough apparently.

(PHONE CHIMES)

Don't you go anywhere, Santiago. Dinner is in 10 minutes.

Just let it go today. It's his mum's birthday.

(SPEAKS SPANISH) Come on, boys.

(BUBBLING)

(CHUCKLES)

Hear about what happened to Oly?

Unbelievable.

Now, um ... Davis is a G-MILF.

(LAUGHS) Am I right?

-C'mon, bro. -(GRUNTS)

Oh, check this out.

-(ANIMAL BRAYS) -(LAUGHS)

(COMICAL SCREAMING IN VIDEO)

She didn't look pregnant, eh.

Brah, barrel of fuckin' fun you are tonight.

(WATER BUBBLES)

Bro.

Didn't you bang her that night, bro?

Oh, shit.

Oh, shit! (LAUGHS)

You're gonna be a daddy. (LAUGHS)

Oh, shit!

SONG: ♪ Wake up before noon

♪ And check my telephone

♪ I made myself coffee

♪ Take-out if I'm alone

♪ Walk around the house

♪ Maybe looking

♪ For a tune

♪ Nothing to write home about

♪ Loving you is just something I do

♪ And if it's a Friday

♪ I'll stay out all night

♪ And if it's a good song

♪ I can dance real fine

♪ And if he's a friend of yours

♪ I try and be polite... ♪

(BABY WHINES)

♪ Nothing I wouldn't choose

♪ Yeah, loving you is just something I do

♪ Loving you is something I do. ♪

SONG: ♪ Something explodes

♪ Waterbed broke

♪ I guess I'm waving to the memories ago

♪ I called your mum

♪ Spat on your car

♪ I guess I'm waving to

♪ The memories ago

♪ If I could only speak

♪ What I wanna say

♪ Maybe this

♪ Would stop

♪ Fucking go away

♪ I could never

♪ Be your type

♪ Drag me under, cut the ties

♪ I could never feel

♪ The way I used to feel

♪ Aaah-aah-aah. ♪