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Could we just keep it on the down low,

just between us? Oh, okay.

We haven't discussed my travel idea.

We have responsibilities.

I'm not being ridiculed by you.

I want to retire. I want to travel.

Our little girl isn't doing as well as she should.

We need to discuss a way to get rid of William.

We could suck him into a poker game.

How about we wager

access to the house?

Daisy: All in. I only have this 10.

And this one.

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Mm.

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"Babies on their--" Oh!

Oh, God!

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"Babies on the-- Babies on the way."

Right. Babies on the way.

Baby's on the way.

Babies on the way.

Ah!

Right!

Bloody hell!

**

Morning. Morning.

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Boombox -- check.

Soft lighting -- check.

Sacrificial goat -- check.

**

Hillary: Stop!

Ah!

What?!

Got it. False alarm.

Carry on.

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Ugh! God!

You didn't have to wait for us.

Right. Let's get you inside.

28 minutes.

Not bad, but I think we're aiming for 20.

Yeah, 20 would be better.

Wait. Y--

Oh, you're -- you're not having

the babies right now?

No, silly. No. This is a test run.

Vic: The element of surprise gives us

a more accurate reading.

Yeah. Surprise!

Yay!

Well, Hillary knew, apparently.

Don't worry, I'm sure you'll do

way better the next time. Yeah.

And the next time. And the next time.

**

* Let it breathe, if it doesn't breathe, it's gonna die*

* Let us see, if you let it be, is it gonna fly? *

* Set it free, and if it leaves we say goodbye *

* The web we weave and then we grieve *

* And then we cry *

* I want to tell you before I forget *

* Despite the darkness some of these days *

* Wintergreen can't outshine your radiance *

* Wintergreen I love you more than anything *

* Wintergreen despite the darkness *

* Some of these days *

* Ooh-ohh ooh-ooh *

* Ooh-ohh *

**

Seems strange, doesn't it? Louis: Hmm?

New homes, new housemates,

driving to work?

Yeah.

Well, it's just a little earlier

than I anticipated for you.

Yes, but I didn't want to leave like this.

No, I know.

Well, like it or not, I'm now living

I'm now living with a woman who refuses to let me move anything

because she's memorized the exact position

of every little thing she owns.

She dropped the lavatory roll on the floor yesterday,

and now, that's where it lives.

Forever, apparently.

Ah, there you are.

Now, I am off to Queenstown for a meeting.

Back Thursday.

The cellar door is nearly done.

Opening is set for two weeks.

You'll enjoy having nothing to do.

Daisy: Uh, excuse me.

This is our livelihood.

There is always something to do.

But, first of all, coffee.

I'm only firing on one cylinder.

Oh, no, oops. That one's gone, too.

Ahem.

House is off limits. Remember?

I must say, Louis.

So far, I'm enjoying your room immensely.

Oh.

William: I'll see you in a few days.

Oh, Tiki, you're an angel.

Thank you. So, we're here.

What can we do?

Uh, I'm fine tipping today,

but I like doing it my way. Right.

No -- No tipping for us, then.

Oh, Gus.

Morning. Morning, what can we do?

Well, I was just about to go fix the slashing deck on the trek.

Well, isn't there anything we can do to help?

We're like a couple of spare wheels.

Don't know, Louis.

Bloody man. He's tainted everything.

Oh, we can't give up hope, Louis.

No, no, no, you're right.

Oh, I've been looking into loopholes

in New Zealand Property Law.

And did you find anything?

Uh, not yet.

Mind you, it's so boring.

I just keep nodding off. Mm.

Look, I refuse to be a bystander in my own life.

Back to the books, Louis.

And you'll be doing what?

I've got a wedding to plan.

**

Rowan.

What are you doing here? Business.

What business could you possibly have here?

$200? That's extortion.

I hope you do better rates for locals.

Hope is a good thing.

Hello, Rowan. Hello.

Well, where are you going?

Hospital appointment.

But, Hilary, I could have taken you there for free.

Well, I assumed you were working.

Oh, yeah, so did I.

There anything I can do for you while you're out?

My wands could do with some cleansing.

There's a full moon coming.

They need to be passed through smoke.

Now, there's some sage sticks --

No, no, no, I don't -- don't think so.

**

Don't move anything.

Later, Louis!

For heaven's sake.

Mm.

Woman: 9:35 a.m., 17th --

Yes. No, just the time.

Just the time. That's all we need.

"Are you free?"

Well, yeah, that's an understatement.

Louis: Hello. Hello, there.

I thought I would use actual words this time.

Yes. Well, thank you. That was very much appreciated.

So, what are you up to?

Oh, nothing much.

Just, uh, sitting here all alone in the house that time forgot.

So you're at Hilary's.

Um. Do you want to do something?

Uh, like what?

Like something.

Oh.

**

Is this one of the -- I mean, what do they call them?

I believe it is.

Should I come to yours?

I can be there in 10 minutes.

Yep, 10. 10. 10 is good.

**

152, 153...

Hi, Stacey. Daisy.

Morning tea for David.

Fresh doughnuts from the bakery. 15--

Now I have to start all over again.

One.

Two. Are those my wedding RSVPs?

They're more Dr. David's than yours.

Last count, he was on 153, and you were on --

Oh, wait, that's Gus.

He should be in Dr. David's pile, too.

Uh, no, no, no, no, Gus should be in mine.

A-And Tippy and Hilary and --

No, Dr. David's known them all much, much longer than you.

But that's not fair. I didn't make the rules.

Well, you literally just did.

Also, I need a plus one. Oh, really?

I'm bringing my mom.

She wants to meet Dr. David.

Why?

No reason.

David: How are you? Hey.

Aww, thanks, hon. Oh.

You just leave work for me?

Oh, bit of a quiet patch.

Um, could we, um...

Um, why has Stacey got our wedding RSVPs?

I mean, I did everything online

so we wouldn't have to print them out.

Oh, well, she volunteered.

You know, she knows how busy you are,

and that's part of the joy of a big wedding.

Well, the wedding's the only thing that's keeping me busy.

And barely anyone from my side's responded.

157, 158.

Well, maybe they're busy, too, you know?

Might find they jump in quick.

Early bird gets the worm and all that sort of stuff.

'Cause there's -- Early bird.

You're right. The worm.

Yes, you're right. Hey, hey, hey.

Oh, I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, sorry.

Enjoy the donuts. I've got a worm to catch.

Right.

So, that was a booty call, wasn't it?

Mm.

Can I ask you something? Yes.

And I want you to be completely honest with me.

Of course.

Have you ever said the words "booty call" out loud before?

No.

No, I haven't.

Well, I mean, it's not a terribly

appealing phrase, is it?

I mean, it's not very sexy.

Well, I'll admit the accent helps.

You could probably make anything sound sexy-ish, though.

Canoodle.

Anything? No.

Starkers.

Yes? Mm-hmm.

Thought so.

Or

how about a cheeky snog?

That's very good. Thank you.

Can I have one now? Yes, please.

Cheeky snog? Now.

Now, get in here.

Woman: 11:11 a.m, 13.1 degrees Celsius.

Does it do that automatically?

No, it doesn't.

Hilary's back.

Ah.

Louis, if you're making tea,

I'd love a cup of white with one.

**

What about my clothes? Don't worry.

No, no, no. They're all over the lounge.

Right. Plan B.

The front door. No, no, no.

If she's looking directly at you,

she won't see you.

**

Ah, Hilary.

Oh, there you are.

Yeah. Here I am.

So -- So, um, how was the appointment?

Oh, more of the same.

I had another OCT test.

Oh, and -- and -- and -- and, um, what --

did you, uh, did -- did -- did -- did you pass?

Hilary: Well, it wasn't that sort of test.

But my vision hasn't deteriorated much at all

since the last time, so that's great.

That's really great. Let me get that --

Mm? ...for you.

The other thing was, Hilary, I wanted to say sorry,

but I didn't get around to cleaning your wands.

Well, I didn't expect you to. It was a pretty hard no.

No, it wasn't. You know what?

I-I felt I was rude.

And the other thing was that I-I didn't --

didn't really know what -- even what they looked like.

I mean, is that -- is that a wand?

That would be a pestle.

A pestle. A pestle. Don't fuss about it.

I'll do them myself.

**

Goodbye, Officer.

Um, bye, Hilary.

How did you know?

I could smell her perfume.

Potent blend of lilacs and...satisfaction.

Oh, really?

Oh, right.

Perfect. Thank you, Roger.

I told you, I only work alone.

Yes, yes, I know that.

Uh, what's going on?

I'm catching some worms.

In this case, William.

We are taking back some control.

Grand Cellar Door opening might be in two weeks,

but William is away right now.

You want to open the Cellar Door now?

No, no, no. No.

We're going to have a press launch

before he gets back.

If anyone is going to get their faces in the paper over this,

it should be us, not William the bloody Wellman.

But he's back on Thursday.

Yes, and we'll do the launch on Wednesday.

Gives us two days.

I've already started inviting people.

Oh, you mean you've already phoned the local paper?

Well, yes, and the print shop can do the brochures.

Oh, and I've invited Rupert Shaw.

Oh, our favorite celebrity wine columnist.

Well, I-I'll write up a media release for the wine journals,

and I tell you what, I'll post it on -- on social media.

Uh, or maybe leave the socials to me.

Oh, okay.

Oh, and Roger.

You are not to say a word to William.

Well, this is our Cellar Door, and it's our press launch.

He's not gonna swan in here and take all the credit.

Roger. What?

What?

Look, I'm only here

doing some work for William, but he's not my mate.

If you want to steal his thunder, go for it.

Oh.

Ooh, Operation Stealing Thunder. I like that.

Okay, brace yourselves, gang.

It's gonna be a long night.

**

**

It's not bad, is it?

Yep. Neat.

You alright?

Oh. Baby's on the way.

Oh.

Oh, uh, Gus,

um, could you get some flowers

and -- and maybe some little terracotta pots

for the outdoor tables? Nic and Vic's house, apparently.

Oh.

I hope she's not having it in the bathtub.

Alright. What's up?

Nothing.

How many times am I going to have to ask

before you just tell me?

Media means photos.

Photos of the happy, happy hippo.

Mm.

I like your belly. It's cute.

But if there's photos of me online,

that means the dad might see them.

And?

Oh, you haven't told him.

Look, it was hard enough to tell you guys.

Strictly speaking, you didn't.

If you say it out loud, then it becomes real. It is real.

Tippy, you have a baby in there

with a little face,

little hands, little toe beans.

Okay, I'm not having kittens. I'm having a --

**

Well, you know.

**

He should probably still know.

**

Not yet.

It's gonna be okay, Tip.

Look, I know sometimes you think of things

that you can't say,

and they seem like they can't be said.

But then once you say them, they're not as unsayable

as when you thought you couldn't say them.

**

Thanks, Gus.

**

Hello. We're here!

Oh. And you're not in labor.

Oh. Again,

which explains why Hilary's not here.

Um, is everything alright?

Well, you did say baby's on the way. Yeah.

Baby's on the way, as in,

they will definitely be on the way next week.

Thursday afternoon.

Dave scheduled a cesarean.

Aren't we lucky? I've always loved Thursdays.

They're like imaginary Fridays.

But, um, a cesarean -- why?

Uh, just to make things easier on little girl.

Yeah.

It's hard work being born,

and she's so -- she's so little.

So, our heart parents -- that's you --

will have to rearrange their schedules

because we definitely want you there.

Oh. Yes.

In the room, when they...

Oh that's -- That --

That's nice. That'll be nice.

Yeah, that'll be -- Be lovely.

Yep.

Um, Nic, I haven't seen the nursery.

Here it is.

All ready for the little ladies.

Nic, it's lovely!

Look!

You've done a beautiful job.

So, cesarean. That's exciting.

Yeah. Yeah.

Yeah.

You okay with it? Really?

No. Not really.

It's just that all our plans keep changing.

Like, everything.

I wanted to have the babies when they were ready.

But now they're happening when the hospital can fit us in.

And it's like we were on this path

that was wide and straight and smooth.

And now, it's just rocky and hilly and hard.

Oh, Nic.

I'm so sorry.

It really is hard. It's not fair.

And I feel like it's all my fault.

Oh, no. You can't think that.

You're incredible.

You're so strong.

No, I couldn't do it.

I'd fold like a wet tissue.

No, you wouldn't.

Yes, I would.

Come here.

Oh.

I've seen them all.

"E.R.," "Grey's Anatomy," "Shortland Street."

And -- And this is your childbirth research?

Something terrible happens in every episode.

As soon as a doctor says something like,

"Don't worry, everything's gonna be fine,"

all hell breaks loose.

Vic, they're TV shows.

And I can tell you from personal experience,

every father feels helpless

during the birth of their children.

They do? God, I know, I did.

But what if something does happen that we can't control?

Like what?

Tension pneumothorax,

myocardial infarction, renal acidosis,

tularemia... All you can do

is support Nic in whatever way she wants,

and you've got to stop watching this rubbish.

Man: Don't worry. Everything will be fine.

Oh, good God. See? See, I told you.

That's disgusting.

Ah.

False alarm. Again.

Oh, it does look good, doesn't it?

The press are gonna love it.

Takes it out of you, this heart parents stuff.

Why? What's happening?

Oh, no, no, nothing.

The babies are due to be delivered next week,

which is lovely.

**

What are you doing?

**

Nothing.

Nailed it.

**

Cool.

**

Hey. Hey.

Are you still worried about those RSVPs?

No.

I was thinking about Nic.

Mothers with multiples often have cesareans.

It's pretty normal.

But the doctors said there's problems with the baby girl.

I mean, how do they even know that?

We can't know for sure.

But there are some indications

that point towards chromosomal abnormalities.

Yeah.

The baby's gonna be alright, isn't she?

Once she's born,

then we'll know exactly what we're dealing with.

But I think she'll be fine.

'Cause she has the right parents.

Poor Nic. She's so stressed.

Well, I can arrange a wellbeing appointment to reassure her.

A wellbeing appointment? Yeah.

Is that even a thing? Yeah.

Gonna tell me not to worry, aren't you?

Yes, I am, and I know you're not gonna listen.

**

Do I need to make you a wellbeing appointment, too?

**

**

**

**

**

**

Okay, that was real.

**

So, you've got some protein in your urine,

and your blood pressure is quite high.

How are you feeling? I mean, physically?

Uh, I'm feeling fine.

I mean, I've got a bit of a headache,

and I'm all puffy.

My fingers are like sausages,

and even my cankles have cankles.

Hopefully, that will wake them up.

What do you mean?

Uh, little girl's been quite quiet this morning.

Probably getting ready for her big debut next week, eh?

Yeah. Could well be.

It's a bit cold, sorry. That's okay.

**

Okay.

**

Okay, Nic, I think we should get you to hospital.

Oh, we have prenatal yoga soon.

Sorry, Vic, but, uh, I think we need to go right away.

Vic. Oh, it's okay, babe.

Isn't it? Yeah.

We just want to get it checked out.

**

You all alone?

Becoming a bit of a habit.

You don't have to sleep in the spare room.

Not doing my back any favors.

I can tell you that.

I don't like seeing you pout.

Then don't look.

Alright. Alright.

My position hasn't changed.

I know.

Which is why...

Cruise tickets?

You -- You booked a cruiser on the Med?

Well, I thought it might put a smile on your face.

Oh, it does, love.

That's -- That's really...

My name's on these, but yours isn't.

Well, I can't just go sailing off into the sunset, darling.

There's too much to do here,

but I thought

that you could go and you could take a friend,

and then you can come back home,

get the travel bug out of your system,

and then we can all go back to normal.

Hmm?

Now, I've heard that Oakley

are having a press gathering for their little shop,

so I've got a few things to do here,

but I thought I might pop along later.

Fine.

I'll see you there. Okay.

**

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Do you want to be in the photo?

**

Oh! There he is.

Rupert, how kind of you to come.

Well, it was very short notice,

but I was intrigued to see

what the little vineyard that could was up to.

Please, come this way.

**

Nice.

A little generic, but comfortable.

Yes, well, we now have this brand new space,

which can be used in all kinds of, um, of uses.

Have you -- Have you tried our Broken Barrel vintage?

Yes? Haven't had the pleasure,

but I'm itching to try it.

And to speak with your glorious vintner again.

William: Welcome. Welcome.

William McCallum, co-owner.

You're Rupert Shaw, aren't you?

The very same.

Well, Rupert. let me guide you

through the fruits of my labor.

Thank you, Daisy.

Louis: Roger! Roger! Roger!

We asked you explicitly not to tell him.

Wasn't me. I don't buy that for a minute.

I can smell the guilt from here.

I think that's his aftershave.

Alright, then, it was me. But why?

You don't like him any more than we do.

'Cause once you've sold your soul to the devil,

it doesn't matter how much you hate him.

He still owns your soul.

What does that mean?

**

William, you can't just waltz in here and take all the glory.

What are you talking about?

I own Oakley, too. I am the glory.

Excuse me.

We're the ones who brought Oakley back from the brink.

And the Cellar Door was my contribution.

But this event is -- it's invite only.

This is the sort of thing that I am brilliant at.

I'm sure they'd prefer to talk to a raconteur

rather than a wrack and ruin.

Wild horses will not drag me away from here.

Nothing on earth is gonna -- Babies on the way.

Except that. Damn it.

Babies on the way, Tippy. Sorry.

Are they -- Are they really on the way?

Yes, no, they're at the hospital.

She's -- She's having them today.

Oh, God.

**

I mean, do you see her coming back?

I mean, do they tell you if she's in love

with somebody else?

Uh, no, the cards don't usually get that specific.

**

No, they don't tell you,

or no, she's not in love with somebody else?

**

Oh, I'm terribly sorry.

Hilary, Nic's having her babies.

We need to get going.

Right, you are, Louis.

**

Wait, do you see love in my future?

Sure. Why not?

**

Your phone rang.

Yvonne.

Why are you getting calls from the police?

Oh, Yvonne.

I-I-I telephoned her from Oakley to see

if we could get a police escort to the hospital.

Oh, that's a great idea. Call her back.

Well, no, I think I overreacted.

I'm sure she'll be busy with police business.

Ooh, smell that. What's that?

Lilacs.

**

**

Oh, you made it!

Of course. Babies on the way.

Right, Mrs. Grimes, we'll be keeping an eye on you,

but we will be doing the cesarean later this afternoon.

Oh, when can I prep the theater?

What do you mean?

Well, we've got scented candles

and affirmation posters.

And depending on your sound system,

I might need a USB stick.

My theater is a sterile area.

Yeah, sterile and bland,

which is why we want to brighten it up a bit.

Due to the seriousness of your wife's condition,

the only people in that operating theater

will be myself, my team, and Mrs. Grimes.

And the babies. Yes.

And me. No.

What? No, 'cause I need to --

No. Uh, sorry, Doctor.

Is there anything I can do to help?

No, you're not qualified. Uh...

You can pick that rock up. Someone will trip over it.

Hmm.

Look, I can see you're nervous,

but don't worry.

Everything's going to be fine.

Oh.

Vic... It's alright.

Vic... It's okay. I'll go. I'll go.

**

No, no. Excuse me. Excuse me.

Fail bedside manners at med school, did we?

Excuse me?

A little more latitude and a little less attitude

might be in order, don't you think?

**

God.

Oh!

Bloody thing.

No, no, no, it's -- it's not bloody thing.

It's very -- It's very important.

Our profile really shot up

when we won the World Decanter Wine Award.

You mean Oakley's profile shot up

when Daisy, Louis, and Tippy won their competition.

Off the back of our award-winning wine,

uh, the Broken, um... The Broken Barrel.

Now, we all know that Tippy is the star of the show.

Come on out and get your photo taken.

Oh, look at these.

Look at these flowers.

Uh, they are from the local flower store.

**

I draw this golden orb to surround and protect you.

May all within its light draw comfort and safety from it.

Not long to go now.

I'm sorry, Nic. I'm really not good at this.

Oh, no, no, no, you're perfect.

When Jay was born, I was beside myself.

I threw up, actually.

Oh, that could have been the morning sickness.

Yeah.

A-Actually, it was looking at the placenta.

Where is Dr. David?

He said that he was gonna drop by.

And what happened to Vic?

I'm sure Daisy's got it all under control.

Now, is there anything else I can do for you?

Would you like another pillow?

Maybe you could rub my feet?

Yep.

Yep. I can do that. Yeah.

**

Harder?

**

Daisy: Vic?

**

Vic!

Vic, come on.

**

Come on, Vic.

**

We've got you...

babe.

* I got you, babe *

It was the doctor.

Hmm?

Well, he said the thing.

I got scared.

Oh.

It's okay to be scared.

But you got to put that aside for now.

Nic needs you.

And the babies need their dad.

Yeah.

Yeah, you're right.

I need to be there for all of them.

Good man.

Hey, sorry, babe. Sorry. Oh.

Just a little wobble.

That's okay. Just stay with me.

I love you so much.

Where is the doctor?

Oh, he stepped out. I'm sorry.

I probably didn't make any of us terribly popular,

but I had to have a word with him about his attitude.

I mean, he really got my goat.

The goat!

I forgot to bring the sacrificial goat.

Oh, dear.

All our birthing plans are out the window.

The sacrificial goat is the only thing we have left.

I mean, would you... Uh, hang on.

You want us to capture a goat for you to sacrifice?

I think we have to draw the line somewhere.

No, no, no, no, not a goat.

The goat.

We handmade it out of the red clay

where Nic and I first -- you know.

Oh. Nic: It's in the studio.

Please. Yeah, we'll go get it.

Of course. Come on.

Nic: I know you'd be the best heart parents.

Thanks, Nic, and can I just say

what privilege it's been to be -- Go now!

**

**

Oh. Oh, my goat.

Oh, very funny. Look for the red one.

Where is it? Where is it?

Where is it?

**

Here it is. What?

Oh!

Oh, my God.

Aah! What are we gonna do?

Uh...

Oh, we'll -- we'll wing it. Wing it?

Yes, we'll just find another goat,

and we'll -- we'll do a makeover.

What...

**

Wait. Oh.

Oh, no, what's going on?

**

Oh. Oh, for God's sake.

Look at this bloody place.

No. No accident. No roadwork.

I swear this incessant nonsense is just to torment me.

Come on. Come on.

Do you know, if the babies arrive before that goat does,

I'm never gonna forgive myself.

Oh!

Police escort. What?

Call Yvonne. Yvonne!

Um...right.

Oh, yes, hello, Sergeant. This is Louis Oakley here.

Um, I need an escort.

No, not that kind of escort.

Give me that. What?

Um, Yvonne, hello. It's Daisy.

Yes. Hi.

We're stuck on Ridge Beck Road.

There's some kind of hold up,

and we really need to get to the hospital.

Sorry?

Oh. Oh, yes. Yes, yes, I see you!

Oh, excellent.

Oh, thank you so much.

Do you know the police in New Zealand

are really, very, very good.

They are. Very good.

Hmm.

Something going on with you

and our lovely lady police officer?

Oh, Daisy, no.

**

Dr. David.

Hi. Hi.

How's it going?

Where's, uh -- where's Vic?

He went to go and get ice chips.

He saw it on a TV show. Don't ask.

Okay, well, I hear that your blood pressure has gone down,

which is really, really good,

and that you're in the best place possible.

Dr. Kelly says that you're gonna have your babies soon. I know.

Louis and Daisy aren't back yet, and -- and they've got our goat.

If we have to do it without the goat, we can.

The universe is very forgiving.

I don't want anything else to go wrong.

Well, I'm sure we've got some time.

Dr. Kelly?

**

Right.

It seems that we're gonna have to move along

a little bit quicker than we thought.

Baby girl needs your help now.

What? Right now? Dr. Kelly: Yes, right now.

Miranda?

It's okay.

These guys do this surgery all the time.

Alright. We need to get you changed.

Everyone, out you go.

No, no. Hilary, wait.

No, you'll be fine. No, you --

Alright. Wait. Where's my husband?

Where's my goat?

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Right.

Daisy: Oh! Goat!

Goat. Goat.

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Got it? Yeah.

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Do you think they're gonna buy it?

Let's hope so. They've had enough bad luck.

That's to settle your stomach. Just a few minutes now.

We're just waiting for the theater to be ready.

I got it. Oh, thank you.

Oh, my gosh. Thank you so much.

I won't forget what you've done for us.

We make this offering for Nic and Vic

on behalf of their Tamatane and Tamahine.

Guide these little ones

and protect them on this stage of their journey.

What do you think you're doing?

What did you think a sacrificial goat was for?

Right, Mrs. Grimes. Off we go.

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See you all soon. We love you.

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Vic, why don't you sit down?

She could be a while.

No, no, if I -- if I'm moving,

then I feel like I'm doing something.

I can't do anything else to help the people

that I love the most in this whole world.

I can just do this.

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Vic?

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Dr. Kelly: Alright.

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We have Mrs. Nicola Grimes,

signed consent for a cesarean section,

presented with severe preeclampsia.

Baby one vitals good.

Baby two has reduced movement

and low heart rate.

Nurse: Okay, BP is steady at 140/85.

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Man: * Baby, baby, baby *

Man and woman: * You mean the world to me *

* I know *

* I'll find in you *

* My endless love *

* Do, do, do, do, do-do-do *

Woman: * Oh *

* Do, do, do * * Ohh *

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Oh! Marissa!

Oh, you two look very pleased with yourselves.

Well, we're celebrating.

Well, it does look very, very nice.

No, no, no, no, no, not just all that.

No, I've invited William on the cruise with me.

And I've been more than happy to accept.

Thank you for your generosity, Marissa.

Mm.

He really thinks he's the big man, doesn't he?

Yeah.

And everyone else is gonna think that, too,

when they read that article.

Oakley Wines,

owned and operated by William McCallum.

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Over our dead bodies.

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I'm pregnant.

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Not only do I create wine,

I create life.

The next generation is coming to Oakley.

Well, that's a better story angle than "New shop opens."

Quick photo?

Uh, yeah.

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Louis:

Nearly there.

I must say, Vic,

I think you've been doing remarkably well

throughout all of this --

initial jitters aside, of course.

Well, we're almost at the finish line now.

And you all helped us to get there.

Well...

Well, things are always better

when you're with people who matter.

Well, that is well said.

Have you had any more RSVPs?

Uh, no. It doesn't matter.

I've been thinking.

We don't need to have a big wedding.

What?

Yeah, I'm gonna cull my list.

Close friends and family. Oh, you can't.

You've already had like 150-something RSVPs.

Oh, they won't care.

Peak View's a whole 'nother island away for them.

No, I can't let you do that.

You -- You want to have a big wedding.

I want you.

You really are the most amazing man.

Mr. Grimes, will you come this way?

Is everything okay?

How's my girl? And my boy and my girl?

Um... Oh, you can talk.

It's fine. They're fine.

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Your wife and son are doing well.

They're in recovery now.

Your daughter is going to need a little more help.

We're going to be taking her up

to the special care baby unit soon,

where they can give her everything she needs.

In the meantime, would you like to come through and see them?

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You stay there.

Mm-hmm.

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Well, I should, uh, I'll call Gus and Tippy.

Oh, I wonder how the launch went.

Oh, no, I'd completely forgotten about that.

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Yeah.

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Hey, this will be good practice for you.

Babies, doctors.

Do you want to die?

Hey.

Oh.

Oh, my gosh, they're so little.

Oh.

He looks like Vic.

Yeah, baby girl looks like Vic, too.

How lucky am I?

Three Vics. Daisy:

What are you gonna call them?

Well, we did have names for them,

but they don't really seem to fit anymore.

No, so, we're not really sure. Hilary: Don't panic.

The spirits will whisper their names.

Just don't call her Hilary

'cause I've never really liked it myself.

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Hi. Hey!

Gus, uh, what have you got there?

Oh, yeah, I know, but this is all Rowan had,

and I like balloons. Me, too.

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How'd The Cellar Door go?

I'd say Operation Stealing Thunder was a success.

Yay!

Do you want to say hi to the babies?

No, I'm good. They won't care.

Vic: Can we get a photo with the heart parents?

Yeah, I'll take it.

No. Oh, no, no, no, no. I want you in it.

Oh, nurse? Yes?

Could you please?

Thank you.

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What a beautiful family.

Smile!

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One more?

Yeah.

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And another one? Yeah, I reckon.

Yeah.

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