All language subtitles for The Heights (AU) - 01x09

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Previously on The Heights...

- I'm not a teacher yet.
- Yeah, but you will be.

You might even tell your
mum about it one day.

Alright, calm down.

I can sell like no-one's business.

Sell those bananas, then.

- You couldn't give them away.
- No sales, no job.

What? Well, it's direct
debit. How is it not paid?

(QUIETLY) Declined.

It's been six weeks
and you haven't paid me.

End of the day or I'm
taking legal action.

- (POKER MACHINE WHIRRS)
- Please.

Mum! Get out!

I'm entitled to know what
goes on under my own roof.

Well, it's my life and it's my body

and I'm entitled to
make my own decisions.

WOMAN: Lastly, you need to be aware

of how you operate at
the school as a whole.

I know a lot of new teachers
who think they're back at school

and forget they're in a
professional workplace.

See you all in four weeks.

Um, hi, Dr Roberts.

I was wondering if you had
any luck with my request?

I'm Sully Tran. I emailed
you about changing my prac.

Sorry. Can you remind me?

Yeah, because of the
conflict of interest

with my mum's shop being
near my placement school.

Right.

You were allocated to Arcadia Heights?

Yes.

We try and place all our students

to within a close distance
of where they live.

Yeah, this feels a little too close.

I don't quite understand
how it's a conflict.

It's just these students
I'll be teaching,

they'll be coming into
my shop all the time.

Where I work. Where my mum works.

So you're worried about
the shift in power dynamics.

Yeah.

(DEAD OR ALIVE BY GRACE TURNER PLAYS)

(LAUGHS)

Hi, Mrs Rosso.

- I'll just, um...
- Put some clothes on?

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

(LAUGHS)

You gotta see this. It's
called "Missed Ya Bus".

It's just videos of people
missing public transport.

Is that my pecorino?

Yeah. We made pizza. Want some?

(LAUGHS)

Oh!

Sabine...

(LAUGHS)

It's pretty late, Dane. I'm sure
your mum wants you home for dinner.

Right, I thought I...

... should probably go.

- ♪ You said you worry so much ♪
- See ya.

♪ About me sometimes ♪

♪ Won't you come over? ♪
♪ We can drink and sing ♪

(CHUCKLES)

♪ Don't you think it's
been such a long time ♪

- ♪ Since we've been happy? ♪
- What?

Isn't this kinda unethical?

How?

Calling them fresh when
they're clearly not.

Spiking them with processed juice.

I don't know, man. Seems alright to me.

You think this is bad?

What about when the big supermarkets

have shares in coal and pokie machines?

Sully, this is business.

It's all about the bottom line.

OK, OK. Sorry.

It's 6.05.

Alright, just let me
finish this real quick.

No, that's not the deal. You study now.

OK.

(SIGHS)

So, I have to ask you a favour.

Does it require me to do something?

- Well, yeah, but...
- Then it's gonna cost you.

It requires you not to do something.

Look, I'm going to be doing a
placement at your school for uni.

Why would a business student
do a placement at a high school?

I'm not studying business.
I'm studying teaching.

English teaching.

- (LAUGHS)
- Shh-shh-shh... It's not funny.

Dude, she is going to kill you.

I will tell her eventually.

I just need to wait for the right time.

She wants me to be successful

and I just don't want
to disappoint her, right?

- So you want me to keep quiet?
- Yes.

Well, my silence isn't cheap.

- Come on, man.
- All those need to be chopped.

I'm not gonna get
involved in your little...

A lie?

Look, everyone's a liar to some degree.

Kamran. What's this about lying?

- Um...
- Doesn't sound like homework to me.

To thine own self be true,

and it must follow,
as the night the day,

thou canst not then be false to any man.

- Hamlet.
- Hamlet.

- I remembered it from high school.
- Yeah.

My Sully can teach you a thing or two.

Yeah. I reckon he will.

I still don't get it.

I thought we were cool.

We are.

But me coming home to you two...

What? Making pizzas? Watching videos?

Practically naked.

I'm in my dressing gown.

- Using all my cheese.
- I can get you more cheese.

Oh, it's not about the cheese.

For starters, you invited Dane over
even though you knew I was at work

and you didn't even say anything.

OK, but to me it's like you were
cool with us hanging out before,

and suddenly now you're not.

No, I'm not, because the
situation has changed.

Why? Because I'm having sex?

Yes.

I just thought... we had that talk.

I'm really trying to be
more adult about this.

But you're not an
adult. You're my child.

And I am not OK with coming
home after a crap day at work

to find the two of you swanning
around in your underwear.

We weren't swanning.

We're not housemates,
Sabine. I'm your mother.

I never said we're housemates.

- Well, stop acting like it.
- OK.

Then how do you want
me to act then, Mother?

Sabine!

Sorry, just so I get it,

I have to check with you every
time I want him to come over?

Ideally yes. That's what I would prefer.

Oh, and maybe that should be our rule.

There are rules now?

Yes.

I don't know what they are

but rules there will be
and rules you will follow.

And until then, I don't want
Dane over here unless I say so.

OK?

Can I have the, uh, usual, thanks, mate?

- Yeah, sure.
- Hey, Davies.

If you're flush with cash,
I have a hot tip on a horse.

(LAUGHS) Oh yeah?

Butter Chicken. Races
Saturday. Real good odds.

Ah... Thanks.

What's up?

Looks like bad news.
Is it bad news, Pav?

- No.
- Dodgy medical results?

- No.
- Somebody die?

No, if you must know, it's
Claudia. She wants to meet up.

Hey! Oh, that's great
news, pal. You're back in.

Odds on Pav gets his leg
over tonight. His good one.

- If he doesn't muck it up again.
- I didn't muck it up.

She just wanted to
focus on her daughter.

Definitely code for,
"You're a dud root."

- We never had sex.
- (LAUGHS)

Why did I tell him that?

And you've been on how many dates?

I didn't know you were gay, Pav.

Hey, can we keep the homophobia
out of this space please?

I'm not teasing the
gays. I'm teasing Pav.

Now, "Welcome to
Pleasuretown, population: you."

Don't text her that.

In fact, whatever he
suggests, do the opposite.

Ryan, how do you read the situation?

Well, it's after nine, so that
counts as a "U Up" kind of text.

I don't even know what that means.

It means you're in.

It's a lucky night.

Hey, mate. How about that horse?

No, no, I think I'll pass thanks.

Suit yourself.

Women and horses.

- (LUSH MUSIC PLAYS OVER DEVICE)
- MAN: I love you. I love...

Let me guess. It's your
horned-up period drama.

Well, you should think
of that as a marital aid.

Mmm!

Hi, Beer Breath.

G'day, Wine Wench.

So.

So.

The contract for the mortgage extension.

(SIGHS) Yeah, there it is.

It's actually going to be super
easy to make the repayments.

It's, like, 150 bucks a week.

So, I will cut back on yoga or...
I mean, I'll just use an app.

And we can make lunches more and
we'll stop buying so many coffees.

That's it.

(SIGHS) Look, let's not
get ahead of ourselves.

Right? You know, they haven't
approved the application yet.

- No, Shane said that...
- Who's Shane?

The mortgage broker.

Right.

He said that we'll have no
trouble getting approved.

Great.

So can I have your autograph?

If I get this in by tomorrow,

then we should have the
money by the end of the week

and we can finally
get this place sorted.

I think it's a bit much.

This is business. You're
supposed to look professional.

I know. It's just... I don't
think interns get this dressed up.

Rubbish. You know what
they say: dress to impress.

This is how you get
picked for a promotion.

Doesn't even look second-hand.

- Alright. See you, Mum.
- Wait, wait.

Here's your lunch.

No, this is crazy.

Fish sauce?

I'm going to stink out the break room.

It smell delicious.

Be proud of your culture.

Besides, you'll make a lot of
new friends by sharing your lunch.

Alright.

- Bye.
- Work hard, son.

Nice outfit.

Oh, look, it's Bob the Builder.

You teaching, or sinking the economy?

Shh. Shh. Shh.

You haven't told her, then?

I will. Soon.

First day, yeah?

- Yeah.
- Good luck.

Thanks.

- Nervous?
- No.

Kinda, yeah.

Just, uh, be yourself,
man. Trust your gut.

I have anxiety.

My gut is literally
not my friend right now.

You want to do this, right?

You gotta start sometime.

You'll be fine.

You're gonna be great.

Hey, you wanna go for a jog this arvo?

- It's been a while.
- Yeah, sounds good. What time?

Um... I'm not sure when
I'll finish. I'll text you.

- (TEXT MESSAGE ALERT)
- Yeah.

SABINE: And I don't
even know what she wants.

I don't even think she
knows what she wants.

- It was just icky.
- Mm.

Great advice. Thank you.

Sorry. Mums are weird.

Mine came to school just
so I could update her phone.

Oh, your poor thing.

Your mum's harassing
you. I'm harassing you.

All this estrogen, how are you coping?

Sorry. Look, my advice is crap,
but I'm just not good at this.

Well, I don't have any girlfriends
right now, so you'll have to do.

Do I have to braid your hair?

No, but you do have to help
me fight the patriarchy.

- OK.
- Oh!

- Oh, God.
- What are you doing here?

I'm doing prac.

So corner store guy and teacher.

Uh, yeah, about that.

Can you not mention this
near my shop or near...

Don't worry, I'll keep it on the DL.

Uh, thanks. You don't
want anything in return?

Nah, I feel for you. Mums.

Sully Tran? James Frasier,
your mentor teacher.

Nice to meet you.

Day hasn't even started yet and
I see the students are already

treating this place like a dump.

Yeah. Heh-heh.

Let's get going.

Yeah, I was hoping
to go to the bathroom.

Can it wait? Already
running a little bit late.

Starting with the Year Nines today.

Um, anything I need to know?

Not the easiest class.

- (BELL RINGS)
- Just up here.

Oh, I am busy!

Guys! You know the drill. Phones away.

Sitting down, guys.

I got all the students
to sign a contract

at the beginning of the year

saying they wouldn't use
their phones in class.

- Laila. Phone.
- One sec, sir.

I'm texting Shirin.

- Shirin's right there.
- (LAUGHTER)

It's super important.

You're breaking your contract.

Contracts signed by a minor
are not legally binding, sir.

You're veering dangerously
close to a "one".

What are you doing here?

This is Mr Tran. He's
our new prac teacher.

He'll be joining us for
the next little while.

- Nah, he works in the corner store.
- (LAUGHTER)

I do both.

So, can I get a Red Bull, then?

- (LAUGHTER)
- Enough!

That's a one.

OK, class, let's try this again.

This is Mr Tran.

Hey, everyone.

Yeah, this is why I never
want to work out with you.

What?

How do you look so
good after exercising?

Oh, shut up.

I thought the whole point
was to get sweaty and gross.

Not that I've had a chance
to get to a class lately.

You need to make more time for yourself.

I feel like I haven't seen you in ages.

Well, soak it up, because I have
to be at a client meeting in halfa.

- (MOBILE PHONE RINGS)
- No, maybe... maybe less.

Hi.

- Hi.
- Hi.

Busy career woman over there.

I'm Renee.

- Oh, hi. Claudia.
- Hi.

Are you the... the doctor
that's been dating Pav?

Yeah, no, not anymore.

Oh.

Yeah, I always smash the
exercise after a breakup too.

No, it's not that. It's,
uh... I've got teenager issues.

Oh. did you want to grab a coffee?

Yeah, this is what she does:
collects new friends like stamps.

I'm actually quite discerning, and
you seem like a very lovely person.

Besides, you're about to desert me.

No, not anymore.

Client cancelled the meeting.

I've got time and I
could go for a coffee.

- Great.
- Yeah.

- OK, let's do it.
- Alright.

Oh, my God. What is that, seriously?

Laila! Have you finished
your writing exercise?

Can't concentrate, sir.

- It stinks in here.
- (LAUGHTER)

- I think it's Mr Tran.
- (LAUGHTER)

Do you want to take
another pink slip home

from the principal's office?

Just ignore them.

Sorry, it's just I spilled fish
sauce on my pants this morning.

I think that's what they're smelling.

(SNIFFS) Yeah, right.

Um... why don't you
go clean yourself up?

Bathroom's just down
the hall to the left.

What is that?

Come on.

(TURNS TAP ON)

Oh, crap!

(SCHOOL BELL RINGS)

I really want to be OK with it,
but it raises all these issues.

Like, do I need to
speak to Dane's parents?

And do we need a system?

Like what? A roster? A sex timetable?

I don't know. Maybe.

No, she shouldn't be
having sex in your house.

Then where is she supposed to do it?

Does she have to do it at all?

OK, you know one day Noah and
Frankie will be having sex...

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

Nah, nah, nah.
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la.

You gotta face it. One day they will.

And so will Mich and Kat.

Do you think that Mich
is doing it already?

I don't think so.

Not with anyone else, at any rate.

(BOTH CHUCKLE)

I mean, I want Sabine to be open with me

and I want her to have a
healthy attitude about sex.

So this is a really important
talk you're having with Sabine?

Yeah.

It was so much easier
when they were babies.

Mm, I gotta say, it's pretty good.

That's why I'm trying for another.

- Really?
- Yeah.

Speaking of sex timetables.

Oh, don't get her started.

(LAUGHS)

BOY: Nah, dude. Hamlet was a boss.

Do you know how many
people he kills in the end?

- BOY: Hamlet?
- Yeah.

Alright, it's $5.60 for this one.

$5.60? But I'm just renting it.

It's up to you, bro.

Blame your parents for
buying you a weird-ass phone

that no-one has a charger for.

Thank you.

(WHISPERS) Kam! Help!

(LAUGHS)

That's the worst first
day story I've ever heard.

I just don't know if I can count
any of the hours you did today.

I don't know how to explain
that to your co-ordinator.

You won't have to.
This won't happen again.

I appreciate that, but
maybe you're just not ready

for practical placement?

Some people just need a bit more time.

Today was a freak
anomaly. I am 100% ready.

You sure?

I had a teacher, Mrs Lee.

I don't know where I'd
be today without her.

I've worked in Mum's
shop since I was seven.

I had no friends.

The shop was my whole world.

But Mrs Lee got me into reading

and I fell in love with
books because of her.

Every night I could escape
into some other world.

Look, I know that so much of
what makes a kid survive in school

depends on the teacher.

I want to be that teacher.

Look, I'm not going to
call your coordinator.

Thank you so much.

But, Christ, mate. Don't let
whatever this was happen again.

I truly don't think that is possible.

So I can't come over unless she's there?

That's mental.

Maybe we can hang at
your place for a bit.

- Just for a while?
- Nah, Sabine, I told you, we can't.

There's always somewhere there.

If it's not the cleaner, it's
the landscape dude or whatever.

And they're all Mum's spies.

First world problems.

This is so annoying.

Why'd your mum have to
turn out to be such a prude?

I wouldn't call her that.

Maybe she's just in shock
about seeing us so close.

We were having a
snack. It's no big deal.

- Yeah, but her seeing us...
- Yeah.

It's weird for her, OK?

- I can understand that.
- OK, OK.

And she's really definitely not a prude.

And even if she was, you're
not allowed to call her that.

Only I am.

Hey, I'm sorry.

You know I rate your mum.

I'm just pissed she's
getting between us.

But, you know, it's all good.

Worst case scenario,
we can just do it here.

What? Literally here?

Yeah.

I think it's heaps romantic.

(KNOCK ON DOOR)

- Hey.
- Hi.

Come on in.

- Great to see you.
- Yeah, you too.

Ooh, um, I'm here about
Audrey's medication.

Oh. Yeah. Right. Absolutely.

Ah, that's for me and Mich.

Do you let him drink wine?

Yeah. Yeah. We're very French that way.

Sorry I wasn't more clear.

It's just I know you're not
supposed to talk about drugs in texts

and I didn't want to alert
the FBI agent in my phone.

Yeah, probably best not to mention it.

- Sorry.
- No, it's fine.

Just happy that Audrey's getting
the pain relief that she needs.

Thanks.

So, uh, how's Sabine going, anyway?

- Yeah, fine.
- Yeah?

Well, I... I thought we were
in a better place actually.

It turns out I'm not as OK with
her having sex as I thought.

Oh. Well, look. I'm sure
it's just an adjustment.

Yeah. I'm trying to
come up with some rules.

Oh. What have you come up with so far?

Stop growing up so fast. (CHUCKLES)

What is it that you want exactly?

I want to pump the brakes and go
back to when she was six years old

and putting drawings in my medical bag.

Well, that's not going to happen.

No.

I guess... I want to feel respected.

Like she's listening to me, and
I'm not being walked all over.

Yeah, right.

Well, you can either keep
your head in the sand,

or try and come to
terms with it, I guess.

Look, it's better that she's
safe and not out there doing it,

you know, God knows where.

Yeah. Like in the back
of someone's Range Rover.

Like mother, like daughter.

(SHRIEKS AND CHUCKLES)

I, I think you both probably
want the same thing, don't you?

You've just gotta find the
middle ground. That's all.

It'll be fine.

Yeah.

Yeah.

I better get going.

OK.

Thanks for this.

Any time.

See ya.

(DOOR CLOSES)

Mum, I have something to say.

Yeah, me too.

- Can I go first?
- Mm-hm.

I realised today that I'm your baby.

Well, you're certainly a baby.

Mother, please be serious.

I'm your little girl.

And it must be pretty yuck for you
to think of me doing sex things.

I could be a bit more subtle.

Yes, I think you probably could.

OK.

Have you figured out your rules?

Alright. OK. Yeah. The rules.

Number one: Monday to
Thursday, Dane isn't here.

OK.

My rule number one: when he is
here, you're going to be nice to him.

He's my boyfriend.

- I'm nice to him.
- When you feel like it.

Rule number two: I don't want to
see Dane in his undies ever again.

No undies, got it.

- No naked swanning...
- I told you, we weren't swanning...

Rule three: you're going to have
to start doing your own laundry.

Oh yeah, gross. OK.

And final rule: don't touch my cheese.

OK? It's all I have
in my life right now.

- Capiche?
- Capiche.

And in return, I can work on accepting

that you're not so little anymore.

And I have to respect your choices.

And how far does that stretch, exactly?

Mmm?

I just thought, since we were talking,

could Dane stay over sometime?

Like overnight?

I'll have to talk to his parents.
And as long as you're respectful.

That's always been my thing.

Mum... that's so awesome.

Dude.

Don't ask.

Are you still up for the run?

Ah, you didn't call.
I figured it was off.

- Hey.
- Hi.

What happened?

(CAR HORN BEEPS)

Ah.

MAN: Hey, Ash.

Guys. This is uh, this
is my brother, Kam.

- What's up?
- Zayn Malik much?

- Can I put you on lay-by?
- OK. Easy.

And that's uh, that's Sully.
That's uh, Daisy, Tyler and Byron.

You're the guy that yacked at Nangs.

That's me.

Your face is blue.

Yeah, it's a birthmark.

We're going to the outdoor
cinemas. You wanna come?

Nah, I'm pretty tired.
But thanks, though.

- See you, bro.
- Adios.

(CHATS INDISTINCTLY)

Come on, man.

- (PHONE RINGS)
- Oh, here you go.

- Hey, babe.
- Mum.

Yeah. Just... Just a sec, Noah.

- Oh, well we'll miss you.
- Mum!

We're eating baby corn like real corn.

No, no, no.

It... it's better that
you finish up the job

than rush home and stress out about it.

Num. Num. Num. Num. Num.

No, we've got some delicious
leftovers waiting for you.

That sounds great.
I... I shouldn't be long.

I just... I want to go through
the new plans with the plumber

and I'm out of here.

(SIGHS) OK. Love you. Bye.

OK. Bye.

(MACHINE DINGS)

(MACHINE BEEPS)

(MACHINE DINGS AND BEEPS)

How was it?

Yeah, it was good.

What's wrong?

I think I just need...

... a hug.

- Are you sick?
- No.

- Hungry?
- No, I just...

You need money?

- Actually, I am hungry.
- Good, we have pho.

♪ I live in a society ♪

♪ That tells me I don't count ♪

♪ My life would be much easier ♪

♪ If things would straighten out... ♪

You can't bail on us tonight.

A man's got to make a living.

- (BEEP!)
- Declined.

OK. You don't have to keep saying that.

Tyler doesn't have
mates. He has projects.

Hazel, we're going to
take Patch to the hospital.

Why? What's wrong with him?

You don't run a business
with no money in the coffers.

Why would you keep saying
that? We have money.

Then where is it, Mark?

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