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MAN: (ON APP) Take a deep breath in

and breathe all the way out.

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Let your body sink further into your slumber position.

And then come to your breath. (PHONE BUZZES)

Feel your chest and stomach rise with each breath in...

..and fall with every breath out.

(PHONE BUZZES)

Breathe in...

..breathe out.

(PHONE BUZZES)

Breathe in. Hold.

Breathe in. Hold.

Breathe out.

And feel your head lighten.

Breathe in. Hold.

(PHONE BUZZES)

Hold it, you ugly bitch.

What a god-awful human being.

Unclench your jaw.

You are an embarrassment to your gender.

(TOILET FLUSHES)

Now bring attention to your...

They're coming for you, Evelyn.

Kill yourself.

(VOICE OVERLAPS AND BECOMES INDISTINCT)

..allow your worries to melt away.

You're an embarrassment to your gender.

You fucking bitch. (ALARM BUZZES)

EVELYN: Fuck!

(DISTORTS)

No, no, Addy, listen.

I haven't forgotten.

I just have to call, um...

I just have to call Gracie's mum. Alright.

OK. See you, sweet. Bye.

Ah, latte, please, and...

What's that?

Salmon wrap. All I've got.

Oh, no.

OK.

Evelyn.

Oh, Sophie.

How are you?

How are you?

How's Fontaine?

Ah, fabulous, relentless, exhausting.

You know how it is. Mm.

But how are you?

I've been meaning to reach out.

Oh, have you?

I saw you on TV.

Right.

Well, it's a very popular show.

The backlash is just brutal.

Is it?

People are being so mean.

Well, I'm fine.

I meditate now, so...

Oh, me too. TM?

No, just a sleep app.

Quite meditative.

Thick Scottish accent.

I'm on my way to therapy now.

Actually, Evelyn, um...

..things aren't going so great at the mag.

It's so competitive.

Women's media is a bit of a blood sport.

(HALF-LAUGHS) It is a blood sport.

Um, alright, well, I'd better go.

Maybe we could grab lunch?

Sure, sure.

Fish wrap?

Yep.

Alright, well, good to see you, Sophie.

Things will get better.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

CHRISTINE: We're just waiting for Evelyn.

She won't be long.

You ready to start the morning meeting?

And... done.

(COMPUTER TWEETS)

"Feminism is a blood sport.

"And our cause is being eaten alive."

Great, something light and fun.

What?

I'm not sure this is a good move.

What's not a good move, to respond?

Have you seen these?

"Media's oldest mean girl."

"Has Evelyn Jones lost touch with the movement?"

Sexist bullshit.

OK, can we get back to work? (PHONE TWEETS)

I have a website to run.

Do I need to be worried about these death threats?

No, we just need to get back to work.

Move the conversation along.

What conversation's that?

The "Please don't kill me. "No, I really want to" one?

That one.

I've sent you an email about a potential client...

(EARS RINGING) ..who's interested in working with us.

MAN: Breathe in...

MAN: Breathe in...

Can you hear that ringing?

..breathe out. (RINGING)

(MUFFLED) Evelyn? (PHONE TWEETS)

Maybe you should take a day off...

Why haven't we started the meeting?

Sorry.

Shall we start pitching?

Mm-hm.

Norma, I read your piece

on Instagram's ban of female nipples.

Attacking the system rather than the individual.

Good work. It was your suggestion.

Oh, yes, so it was.

Right, where are we at with...

Oh, we don't have a number one article?

Well, we do, it's just...

..the article that shall not be named.

Your interview with Elizabeth. Yeah, I got it, Opal.

Let's move forward.

So what are we pitching?

Rumour has it Chris Brown and Rihanna are back together,

so I was thinking 'Should Women Ever Forgive?'

Nope. We don't judge other women's choices.

Especially not women of colour.

My take was a bit more complex than that.

The answer's no. Next?

'Why I Won't Come Out About My Abortion.'

PENNY: Ooh, you just did. Anonymous, obviously.

And no more anonymity, Opal. Own your work.

And no more anonymity, Opal. Own your work.

I've got something.

'14 Things Only Dachshund Owners Know To Be True'.

CHRISTINE: I like that. I hate it. What's next?

The last Twilight movie's coming out soon,

so I was thinking '35 Most Ridiculous Moments So Far'.

No. But I think...

We don't make fun of female writers. It's mean.

I wouldn't get personal. Everything's personal.

Let's circle back to Penny's dog piece.

It's cute, simple, harmless.

Harmless?

It's privileged.

Because Dachshunds -

yes, that's how you say it -

are purebred, and not everyone can afford a purebred.

Also, we'll have the dog rescue people coming at us

for not supporting the 'adopt don't shop' movement.

So basically we'll be killing dogs with our post.

And what about all the women that have lost Dachshunds?

I mean, that's fucking upsetting!

None of these stories are right.

None. (PHONE TWEETS)

Jesus Christ.

(DOOR OPENS)

(DOOR OPENS)

(DOOR CLOSES)

All good?

Yep, all good.

According to... quackdoor.com, I've got Meniere's disease.

Nausea, sweating, tinnitus, full ears.

Your ears feel full?

Yep.

I get it.

Twitter used to be such a sweet place and now it's not.

I'm gonna say this again.

I want you to take a mental health day.

There's nothing defeatist about taking time off.

And I understand it's your face, your byline.

I don't need time off.

I need everyone to do their fucking job.

And a diagnosis from someone who actually has a medical degree.

(SIREN WAILS)

LUCY: Are you still using earbuds?

Yeah. Sorry, I know I shouldn't.

You interviewed me for a story

on why you shouldn't stick things in your ears.

So, do you think it's some kind of cancer fluid,

So, do you think it's some kind of cancer fluid,

Meniere's disease, or...? You're fine.

The internet is the worst place for hypochondriacs.

Well, it's not hypochondria

if you're presenting genuine symptoms.

So, what's going on with you, then?

I've been blamed for an election loss,

I've lost my shit on national TV and I failed to defend myself.

Well, that's not that bad, is it?

It's human.

Likeable, even.

Human? Likeable?

No, it's humiliating.

Well, still, it's not life or death.

(SCOFFS) It is, actually.

I'm receiving death threats.

Really? Mm.

People care that much?

So, have you got everything ready for the sleepout tonight?

The what? The CEO charity sleepout.

It... (SIGHS)

We're going to spend a night in the cold

with a bunch of prominent professionals.

Are we? You know I do this every year.

It's my chance to give back.

You're already a doctor.

How much more do you have to give?

You know I didn't become a doctor to help people,

I did it for the status.

Mm.

You said you'd do it with me this year.

When did I say that?

When I was helping you move

When I was helping you move

a very heavy table into your apartment.

Well, this is going to sound convenient,

but Addy is staying for the first time tonight.

With a friend.

I'm happy that Addy is spending the first night with you.

Fine, I'll go alone... I'm sorry.

But I need a sleeping bag.

Synthetic or down?

What's the diff? Feathers?

The animals live, right?

They must be like sheep and wool.

Do feathers grow back? (PHONE TWEETS)

More death threats?

(HALF-LAUGHS)

I didn't say I was THE victim, I said I was A victim.

Fuckwit.

Give it to me.

No. Why?

Why do you care about

what strangers think of you on the internet?

Aren't you too old for that shit by now?

It's my job to care.

And you don't grow out of wanting to be liked.

It's deep-seated childhood trauma.

(PHONE TWEETS) Down's more expensive.

That must mean it's better, right?

That must mean it's better, right?

You could start by caring about what I think of you.

I'm not mad at you.

In case you were worried.

Mad at me? For what?

For trying to set up Jon.

I wasn't trying to set up Jon.

It was Daniel's idea.

You went along with it.

You were complicit.

You had your good plates out.

Oh, I knew you'd notice that.

And dessert. You did dessert.

I didn't do dessert. Jon made dessert.

A lemon tart.

It just goes from bad to worse.

But you're definitely not mad?

(PHONE RINGS)

It's Jon.

Hey, Jon. Hey, how you going?

Oh, before I forget,

did I leave my bracelet at your place the other night?

I'll check when I get home.

Hey, I just got off the phone to Carol.

Oh, yeah? What is it this time?

No nuts, no sugar, no fun?

No sleepover. At least, not tonight.

Not at yours, anyway. What do you mean?

Well, apparently she wants the girls to stay at her place

because of Grace's allergies, and...

No!

I'm sorry, Ev, but Addy said yes

and now it's become a whole thing.

Yeah, Carol's a cunt.

Sorry.

I'll talk to her, alright?

Make sure we get another one in the diary soon.

Yeah, do you think this is because of...

No. No, don't spiral into self-pity.

That's not what this is about.

We'll reschedule, I promise.

For the record, I was going to dance into self-pity.

Bye. (SIGHS)

Might need a sleeping bag after all.

Is this right? Yeah.

So, things are better with Jon, then?

What? The bracelet.

Oh.

We just had a drink.

The other night, after I dropped Addy back.

Why did you remove the bracelet?

I don't know, I dropped it.

Stop fishing.

OK. I'll just change everything about who I am.

Why are you so concerned about Jon?

Are we on the right level? I remember purple, not green.

Luce?

We spent more time in the elevator.

(SIGHS)

It's shitty that you're suddenly friendly with Jon

after seeing him with another woman.

after seeing him with another woman.

Shitty for him.

What?

Well, that's not... It's more complicated than that.

Great to know where your loyalties lie.

Unsurprisingly with the man.

What's that supposed to mean?

My loyalty lies with you.

The you that broke up with him.

Oh, remember Thailand?

Leaving me on Koh Tao alone,

while you went off with that American?

In 1992?!

Are you kidding? You told me to go!

You said he looked like River Phoenix, God rest his soul.

Obviously, I didn't want you to go.

It hurt that you chose a man over me.

I'm sorry for my 20-year-old crime.

Did something happen between you and Daniel?

Because when you're feeling insecure about your marriage,

you shit on mine.

Please stop talking.

And where the fuck is my car?!

Last thing I feel like doing is this bloody sleepout tonight.

Speak for yourself.

The media's gonna have a field day with me.

Don't come, then.

All I'm saying

is that things are a little bit tough for me at the moment.

Could you please be understanding?

(SCOFFS, LAUGHS) It's magic. What?

(SCOFFS, LAUGHS) It's magic. What?

Your ability to make anything about yourself.

I'm going home. What about your car?

I don't want it. Ohh!

Oh, isn't this it?

Luce, it's here.

(TRAFFIC, HUBBUB)

(THUNDER RUMBLES)

(PHONES RINGING, INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Did you read Jeet's piece on mental health and nature?

No... Oh, yes, I did.

But that's not why I'm carrying the sleeping bag.

I'm not going camping.

What are you doing?

Jeet just found something.

Something not good.

Really, really not good.

So, bad?

Um, Norma just did, um, a bit of borrowing from Jezebel.

A bit of borrowing?

All she's done is change 'heck' to 'hell'.

It's...

Fuck it! No, no, it's fine.

I'll talk to her. I'll sort it out.

Evelyn, you don't need to do this...

A what?

You need to pack your things.

What? (LAUGHS UNCOMFORTABLY)

Um, sorry, where am I going?

Home. You're fired.

What do you mean fired?

Can you even still fire someone in this country?

Technically, yes. She's on probation.

PENNY: Well, what did Norma do?

She plagiarised.

PAUL: Holy shit. No.

We don't steal other people's work.

I... I wasn't stealing.

You plagiarised whole paragraphs.

Yeah, but I mean... What?

Um...

I'm really sorry. Um...

I was just under a lot of pressure.

It's just been post after post.

I had to do something to keep up.

No-one else has a problem keeping up.

Why don't we continue this conversation in private?

No, there's nothing to continue. Please.

Just pack your things.

She doesn't get to flearn?

Why don't you get it?!

Everything I am,

everything I have is wrapped up in this website.

everything I have is wrapped up in this website.

It's my face on the homepage.

If it got out

that I let my writers steal from other people's...

..other women's work,

I get destroyed.

Me.

Not you.

(SLAMS DOOR) OK.

It's fucking bullshit.

CHRISTINE: She probably just needs a minute to cool off.

I'm so sick of this toxic crap.

Norma!

Toxic! Wait up, let's talk.

(DOOR OPENS)

(DOOR CLOSES)

Can you please go home?

I'm not contagious.

Your negativity is.

Go home.

I don't want to go home.

Home's empty.

No-one there.

There's no doubt you're Eve's number one asset,

but right now you're its number one liability.

You're unravelling and it's bad for business.

You're unravelling and it's bad for business.

Just go home.

Do feathers grow back?

(UPBEAT JAZZ MUSIC)

(HUBBUB)

Luce.

One second.

I didn't think you were coming.

I deserve a night in the cold.

Self-flagellation kind of misses the point,

but I'm happy you're here.

Is that even allowed?

Can you go find us a spot?

Where?

It's going to be a long night. Oh.

(LUCY LAUGHS)

Oh!

(HALF-LAUGHS)

Oh.

(KNOCK ON DOOR)

Oh, sorry.

Come on, darl, I'm busting.

I was just trying to see if I could fit my sleeping bag in there.

Oh, don't do it. I slept in one once.

I almost gave myself scarlet fever.

Oh! (LAUGHS)

Do you have a spare cigarette?

Yeah, sure.

Thanks.

Help yourself.

Thank you.

Evelyn.

(CLEARS THROAT) Anne Marie Ford.

Evelyn Jones.

(LAUGHS)

Here most years, actually.

Thanks.

Australia's mad at me because I'm a woman.

The world's fundamentally sexist.

But maybe I should have been...

..more careful with the words I chose.

I wouldn't worry about it.

People love tearing each other down.

Especially if they're privileged and invincible.

People are arseholes.

(LAUGHS)

Men and women.

You got kids?

Mm, two.

I should be focusing more on them.

I worry constantly that I don't spend enough time with them.

I work too much. Mm.

What about you?

Four.

Wow.

All grown up, living their own lives.

I wish I'd spent more time working.

Believe me, they take everything you have.

Then one day they're out of there

and you're left alone wondering who you were before

and who you are now.

Then again, maybe your kids aren't dickheads.

(BOTH LAUGH)

Just remember -

we're women before anything else.

These cardboard houses are a bit much.

Oh!

This whole event, it's poverty porn bullshit.

Bunch of rich, tone-deaf buggers playing dress up.

What about the money they raise?

Do we have to make such a bloody song and dance about it?

Yeah, you're right.

Yeah, you're right.

Just fix the problem. Mm.

It's like the cancers.

Colon hates breast because of all the pink publicity.

Breast hates prostate and on and on.

Even charity work's a blood sport.

Everything's a battle, and ego's the prize.

But at least you're still in the fight, Evelyn.

Be grateful.

We're serving dinner now.

Oh. I hope it's not bloody laksa again.

(LAUGHS)

It is. Oh! (LAUGHS)

I have a feeling that woman's from serious money.

Anne Marie? Mm.

She's homeless.

Well, sometimes.

Comes and goes. It's tricky.

I don't actually know what her story is.

But she volunteers down at the women's shelter.

You OK?

Yeah.

(LAUGHS)

Ooh! Come on.

I hate pretending to be homeless.

Same here.

Sorry we fought today.

I do get stuck in my own head.

I need to work on that.

I will work on that.

I'm sorry too.

It wasn't fair of me to undermine you.

It was mean.

Anne Marie says this is all bullshit.

Like poverty porn.

(HALF-LAUGHS)

So, Daniel slept with that chick.

And I'm trying very hard to be cool with it.

But...

Luce, you don't have to be cool with it.

Luce, you don't have to be cool with it.

I'll be OK.

I mean, it's good to actually feel something.

I told myself that Daniel sleeping with someone else

would help fix our marriage, and it will.

(SIGHS)

But maybe I've outsourced the solution.

What if we can't get the trust and the innocence back?

Well, I think the innocence ship has definitely sailed.

(LAUGHS)

Maybe once the shock wears off,

I'll be able to resuscitate my sex drive.

Mm! Mine's never coming back.

(LAUGHS)

I told Anne Marie that I'd interview

some of the women at the shelter.

Do a big feature on the website.

She seemed really excited.

I bet.

That's what I love about you, Ev.

No matter how crappy the situation is,

you can always write yourself out of a hole.

(LAUGHS) Yeah.

Thanks, I think.

(LAUGHS)

(LAUGHS)

(GROANS) Now let's get a good night's sleep.

That's the main reason I come here every year.

Diazepam?

WOMAN: Is anyone here a doctor?

I think... I think my friend's hypothermic.

Over here!

Night, night. No, no.

No. (LAUGHS)

Fuck you, Evelyn!

(LAUGHS)

(PHONE BLEEPS)

(PHONE RINGS)

(SIGHS)

Evelyn?

Norma, I'm calling to apologise for last Friday.

Firstly, I had a very tough week

Firstly, I had a very tough week

and I took it personally

after everything I've done for you.

I only wanted to stay for one night.

I mean, you insisted I stay longer,

but it doesn't matter.

Is Addy staying now?

Next weekend she's staying.

Good.

I'm happy for you.

Well, I just wanted to see that you were OK.

That... that we're OK.

Yep.

All good.

Is there anything else we could have done as a company?

For... for the future?

(SCOFFS)

Pay people properly.

Hire more staff.

No, there's like the usual toxic bullshit you get

with too many females.

You need more Pauls.

Are you writing a book about me?

What?

What?

There's a letter here...

..from a publisher.

That's, um... that's nothing personal.

Oh, it sure sounds personal.

I had to sensationalise the title.

Um... I mean, you're the one that told me

to write from my experience, right?

Put myself in the work?

Not like this.

Well, I'm...

..I'm sorry that you feel...

(PHONE POWERS DOWN)

Fuck! (LINE BEEPS)

Fuck. Fuck.

Fuck!

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