04x08 - Cursed

[bunniefuu]

[ Cheers and applause ]

You should rule your life
like you ruled that pole.

Well, if we're not in
a relationship, why do you care?

The Pretty Titty,
my long and cherished dream.

Maybe it's that Tara
is a bit taller.

She can pull that look off
better.

This isn't Tara's look.

Hey, Penny.

Oh! We're twins.
[ Chuckles ]

I get panic att*cks.

-Did you get counseling?
-Hugh, we're doctors.

We show any sign of weakness,
and we're out of a job.

TARA: You know it's gonna be
hard but not soul-destroying.

No one should have to go
through that twice in a career.

Oh, Tara, when you get a minute,

I'm gonna need
your routine drug test.

Cheers.

Sorry. I just didn't know
who else to call.

You okay?

Can we just talk?

[ Mid-tempo music plays ]

[ Birds chirping ]

[ Mid-tempo music plays ]

* Yeah, yeah *

* Oh, oh, oh *

WOMAN:
Speed up. You're behind.

Increase your pace
or reduce your goal.

Or what?

Increase your pace
or reduce your goal.

[ Breathing heavily ]

-[ Cellphone chimes ]
-Run complete.

Compared to others
in your age group,

you are in the 50th percentile.

-Happy birthday, Dr. Knight!
-Happy birthday, Dr. Knight!

You'll notice the absence
of balloons.

Oh, well, the world's helium
is set to run out in 25 years

unless we take radical action,
so...

Well, unfortunately,
it's not my birthday.

Not today.

Oh, and you went
to all this trouble.

It's today on our register.

Yes. I try and keep it fluid
in case of identity theft.

Many happy returns.

Oh, and you're reprising
your annual birthday run.

Good job.

We're just trying to convince
Dr. Knight

the importance
of celebrating milestones.

If there was actually
a milestone to celebrate.

Dr. Knight celebrates
most days of the year.

Ha. Yes.

Well, if you'll excuse me,
shower time.

But, um, thank you,
both accounts.

You won't be needing this, then.

I'll go you halves.

It's a special one, isn't it?

It might be.

Approximately halfway through

an average white male's
life-span.

Not many of them can run
8 1/2 K's before work.

WOMAN: 2.2 kilometers.
Great job.

Press "yes" to save...

-Technical glitch.
-..."no" to delete.

Thanks for listening last night.

-Oh.
-I really appreciated it.

No problem.

Um, Tara's first patient's
getting a little antsy.

Oh.
Tara's not here?

Have you seen her this morning?

No.
Haven't seen her.

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

[ Cellphone ringing ]

[ Mid-tempo music plays ]

-[ Up-tempo music playing ]
-* Hey, hey, hey, hey *

* It's time *

* Let's shake *

* Shake your body *

* It's time *

* Let's shake *

WOMAN:
sh**t.

Hook. Hook.

* We've got to party *

* We got to party *

* Hey, hey, hey, hey *

* It's time *

Come down.

Okay.
Up.

* It's time *

-* Let's shake *
-Around.

* Shake your body *

Head roll.

-* Let's shake *
-Step and climb.

* We've got to party *

Into sit.

And for a nice, strong finish.

[ Music continues ]

Good job, everybody.
Great job.

[ Cheers and applause ]

[ Indistinct conversations ]

You've got the focus
of a gymnast

with the heart
of a synchronized swimmer.

Oh, I've got a long way to go,
but you have me hooked, Ken.

[ Cellphone chimes ]

I have to get back to work.
Sorry.

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

[ Birds chirping ]

[ Hayley speaking indistinctly,
babies cooing ]

[ Imitates wind whooshing,
chuckles ]

-HAYLEY: Yeah. Yeah.
-Look at that.

-It's a wing.
-HAYLEY: No, I loved it.

AJAX:
Hey, Eliza.

HAYLEY:
It made me feel fantastic.

I could hardly walk
when I got home.

I mean, who wouldn't
after what we did?

Yeah.

I don't know.
Just...

I think maybe once was enough.

Bye.

I think we had vandals.

Or an earth tremor, maybe.

Ah.
Oh, well.

So, who was on the phone?

-It's just a private call.
-About what?

Something private.

It's good for us
to have private lives, Ajax.

-It's what couples do.
-They do?

Mm-hmm.

Otherwise,
you lose your identity.

I mean, you have
your skeet sh**ting.

That's our thing.

No, it's not.

It's yours, really.

And, I mean, that's the trouble.

We each need things
for ourselves.

Like what?

I don't know, Ajax.

Can't think of everything.

[ Indistinct conversations,
telephone ringing ]

All I can get
is Tara's voicemail.

You want to send Ken 'round
to wake her up?

Oh, he's on professional
development.

What's that a euphemism for?

Back in a minute.

You've phoned Dr. Tara Cordair.
Please leave a message.

[ Beep ]

[ Exhales deeply ]

[ Cellphone ringing ]

Ajax.

AJAX: Hayley was on the phone
this morning,

and I think it was, like, a guy.

She was giggly and...
kind of, like, flirting.

Well, have you checked
her phone?

No.
That's pretty wrong.

Well, so is being unfaithful --
if that's what you think it is.

Hey, listen.
I've got to go.

[ Cellphone ringing ]

[ Ringing continues ]

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

[ Cellphone beeps ]

[ Breathing heavily ]

Oh, sh*t.

Tara?

Tara?

Tara, can you hear me?

Tara?

Oh, f*ck.

Oh, f*ck.

Tara?
Tara?

All right. Okay.

There we...

[ Grunts ]
All right.

You'll be okay.
You'll be okay.

[ Music continues ]

Can't rouse her. Low body temp.
Low respiratory rate.

GCS?

Low but responsive to pain.
Also, I found these on her bed.

This is what she's taken?

-Yeah. I assume so.
-Anything else?

Hugh?

Cocaine and alcohol last night.

Perhaps more when she got home.
I don't know.

Does Tara suffer
from depression?

She had a bad experience
in Sydney with a maternal death.

She could never shake it off.

It may be PTSD or...

PTSD.

Why wasn't I told any of this?

Because I was her supervisor
and you weren't.

A supervisor who supplied her
with cocaine

knowing she had anxiety issues.

Well, not exactly like that.

I want sats monitoring
and oxygen.

Be ready to intubate
if we have to.

Let's get IV access.

Start with fluids.

A catheter in,
a urine for a drug screen.

And a paracetamol level
just in case.

This wasn't deliberate.

Does she take these every day?

HUGH:
I don't know.

Everything you touch.

-Excuse me?
-Everything you touch.

Did you check in with her?

We went out.
We spoke about it.

Exactly what time
did you leave her last night?

I don't know.
11:00, and then she went home.

I rang her later on.

She said she was fine
right before you called.

[ Thermometer beeps ]

Her temp sh*t up -- 39.

Hey, she's conscious.

-[ Mumbling, gasps ]
-Hey, do you know where you are?

PENNY:
She's seizing.

VDAS, stat.

It's all right, Tara.
It's all right.

It's all right, Tara.
It's all right.

[ Birds chirping ]

[ Exhales deeply ]

[ Gasps ]
Meryl.

What are you doing, Hayley?

Keeping strong.

How interesting.

Ajax isn't here.

Yesterday I offered an olive
branch to Ajax and to you,

and it was thrown back
in my face.

Are the three boys conspiring?

I don't know, Meryl.

You have to ask them, not me.

Sharper than a serpent's tooth,

and to have three
ungrateful children.

Yes, I feel like King Lear.

Today is Hugh's birthday.

I actually don't think
they're going to invite me.

I don't think they've got
anything planned.

If you organize a party,
they'll come.

They won't if I do.

[ Cellphone ringing ]

Meryl Knight.

Oh, yes, Mrs. Maalouf.

If you could just hold on
a minute.

Hayley, I have wall-to-wall
meetings today.

Just tell me when and where
and keep the receipts.

I really don't have time today,
Meryl.

Plus, it's not my place.

[ Whispering ]
I'll do the cake.

Yes, Mrs. Maalouf.

[ Grunts ]

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

HUGH: So your ECG showed
QT prolongation.

So, given your seizure, you are
a bit of a medical puzzle.

But rest assured --
It's a puzzle that I will solve.

So all I really need you
to do now is open your eyes,

give me your coffee order.

[ Monitor beeping ]

I know.
"Hilarious, Hugh."

I'm just not really used to you
not talking back.

Ah.

Temp's still high.
Still tachycardic at 140.

Her parents have just arrived.

-Who called them?
-I did.

They're down as her next of kin.

Oh, it's a bad idea.

Drug-screen report.

Um, her parents
are in your office.

You should know her mum's a GP.

Cocaine, high-level alcohol,
benzodiazepine...

zero paracetamol.

Her last urine test was clean,

so either she suddenly started
to do all this

or she faked that test

and you were complicit
in order to cover your own ass.

Hers more than mine.

But I still feel like sh*t
if that's any consolation.

What do you suggest we tell
the parents?

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

I think we leave the C word out
for now.

Best not overwhelm them.

[ Mid-tempo music plays ]

[ Birds chirping ]

HUGH: Tara was taking
a prescribed medication --

benzodiazepine.

Who prescribed them?

I'm not sure.

Unfortunately, she was
taking them with alcohol.

Tara doesn't usually drink.

Along with an antidepressant.

It was obviously
an accidental overdose.

She isn't on antidepressants.

MAN:
If she was, we'd know.

Your daughter is very dedicated
to medicine.

With that comes perfectionism,
curse of being a high achiever.

I can tell you now
Tara has never been depressed

unless something's happened
to her here.

This just doesn't sound
like her.

Tara performed a resuscitative
hysterotomy yesterday.

It was very stressful, um,
but she did very well.

She saved a woman and her
baby...and wanted to celebrate.

The, uh, the first drug
you mentioned --

What's it prescribed for?

-It's a sedative.
-It's for --

[ Sighs ]
I'm sorry.

It's a sedative
that's often used in conjunction

with antidepressants
to combat anxiety.

PENNY: Look, we've got
a few more tests to do.

So I'm gonna get someone to come

and take you
to the visitors' room.

[ Indistinct conversations,
telephone ringing ]

Well, that went well.

You think?

Whatever you do, don't tell them
that you and Tara are an item.

I want to do another ECG.
I'll be back in 15.

Okay.

[ Mid-tempo music plays ]

[ Gasps ]

What are you doing
in my daughter's house?

Dr. Cordair...

Who gave you permission
to be here?

I was tidying up in case you and
your husband decided to stay.

So may I ask why you look
so guilty?

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

[ Indistinct conversations ]

Helen!
Oh, how fortuitous.

I need one of your
beautiful cakes for tonight.

I'm sure whatever it is,
it'll be wonderful.

Pole dancing in Whyhope,
Meryl.

You must be very proud.

We've been running pole-dancing
classes in council for a year.

It's the edge of prostitution.

It's dancing on a pole, Helen.

Maybe ask one of your
pole dancers, Meryl.

They might make a cake for you.

A quote from the mayor?

Found you, Meryl.

MERYL:
Oh.

Um...
[ Clears throat ]

A new bar is a welcome expansion
to Whyhope's vibrant nightlife.

Photobombing.
Clever.

On the count of three, say,
"Titty."

-One, two, three.
-[ Shutter clicking ]

MEN:
Titties!

[ Laughs ]

Oh.

A day I thought
would never come.

Me too.

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

Is Dr. Cartwright
with a patient?

Uh, no.

And bring that with you,
please, Dr. Knight.

He was going through her things.

I want to see what you've taken
from her house.

I haven't taken anything.
This is mine.

I know about you.
You have a reputation.

Oh, so you know I'm very good
at what I do.

-Playboy surgeon.
-You never told me that.

I have now.

Look, my wife asked you nicely
to see inside the bag.

So if you don't mind...

[ Zipper opens ]

[ Bottles clanking ]

[ Pills rattling ]

Is this what I think it is?

That's not Tara's.

I think we'll call the police.

Some information
before you do that.

Dr. Knight.

Tara's an excellent doctor,
but she is no saint.

How dare you.

She's at this hospital
on probation

under the instruction
of the medical board.

That's the first
we've heard of that.

If she is caught
using illicit dr*gs again,

she would lose her license
to practice.

Sorry to interrupt.
It's urgent.

Let's go.
Excuse me.

[ Monitor beeping ]

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

Nonsustained VT, seven beats.
She's had a run of it.

She's at high risk
of cardiac arrest.

Self-reverting at this point,

but the heart's got to be
a symptom of something bigger.

She had QT prolongation
on her ECG earlier, but...

PENNY:
Okay.

Well, if you put it
all together,

the alcohol and sedatives
would explain

the low body temperature
on arrival.

Then the cocaine
and antidepressants...

Serotonin syndrome.

Okay.
20 milligrams Cipro.

And let's prepare to intubate
if need be.

PENNY:
Yeah.

[ Monitor beeping ]

This should do the trick.

Hopefully.

[ Exhales deeply ]

Come on.
Come on.

There we go.
That's it.

Keep falling.

That's what we like to see.

Hey.

Hey, there, Doctor.

You know where you are?

It's good to have you back.

Betty.

Oh, Meryl, I can't stop.

Got to get back to the hospital.

Tara is unconscious.

-Oh, the poor girl.
-I know.

Her parents are here, and I'm
just getting them some lunch.

Listen, while I've got you --

Did you know that the mine
offered Bruce Weller hush money

to keep quiet about
the subsidence on his land?

Oh, that's not true.

[ Cheers and applause ]

-Yeah!
-Yeah.

-Whoo!
-Whoa-ho!

I'd like to think that people
won't blame you

for the titty bar, Meryl, but...
I think they probably will.

* Keep it funky every day *

* Keep it funky every night *

* Keep it funky every day *

* Keep it funky every night *

-Whoo!
-Whoo!

Yeah!

She'll doze in and out
for a while.

That's to be expected.

Hello, darling girl.

Good work, Dr. Knight.

[ Monitor beeping ]

Thank you, Dr. Cartwright.

We'll give you some time alone.

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

[ Birds chirping ]

WOMAN:
It just appeared.

It's the drought, I'm afraid.

They're expanding the mine
in secret.

Oh, no, they're not.

This is what happens
after a year of drought.

[ expl*si*n in distance ]

Everyone who's seen this
says it's the mine.

[ Music continues ]

I thought we were whipping up
a cake for Hugh.

He won't notice there's no cake.

I've had six complaints about
the mine blasting this week,

so what we're looking for
is mention of subsidence

from any of the really bad
drought years.

Meryl, if you want me
as your assistant,

we have to come up
with a proper agreement.

You could always have
a hot shower on a daily basis,

full use of the washing machine,
the refrigerator,

and hot-cooked meals
for young Jimmy.

Ajax doesn't have to know.

Anyway, what if the subsidence
is from the mine explosions?

Ajax had an angel topple over
last night.

It's from the drought.

[ expl*si*n in distance ]

I'm just thinking.

Would I have time
to have a shower after this?

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

[ Horn honks ]

[ Indistinct shouting ]

-JARROD: Excuse me.
-MERYL: Jarrod?

Meryl, there you are.

-We can talk in here.
-What a crowd.

It's quiet for the moment.

Oh, Helen.

Bring the lights up for me,
mate.

-Thanks.
-MAN: Yep. No worries.

Right.
Um, here are the Maaloufs.

The Wellers are here, here,
here, and here.

And these are all reported sites
of subsidence?

Yes.

All right. We've completely
finished blasting now.

So anything else
has to be the drought.

I find your confidence
impressive

if not totally convincing.

But from my side of the fence,

I would like to see the drought
end long into the future.

I can make sure that happens,
Meryl.

Good.

Always good to see you, Meryl.

I'll see you around
the trap site.

So this is it.

-JARROD: Thanks, mate.
-MAN: No worries, mate.

[ Beeping,
up-tempo music plays ]

* Got them moves *

* Got them moves *

* Oh, yeah *

* Got them moves *

* Oh, yeah *

WOMAN: Look at the name, Meryl.
It's disgusting!

WOMAN: You going to take
your clothes off?!

Quiet! Quiet, everybody.
Just -- Quiet, quiet, quiet.

For those of you --

For those of you who don't
approve of the new bar...

It's disgusting.

This is a council
that is for jobs and growth!

One more sleep, fellas!
We open tomorrow night!

[ Men cheering ]

[ Chanting ]
Titties! Titties! Titties!

This is a job!

A job and growth!
Growth for the town!

[ Birds chirping ]

Is it Matthew?

Is it Charlotte?

I don't usually go to people's
places on the first date,

-just so you know.
-Well, you're safe with me.

We a* murderers normally wait
till after dark.

Do you have any other jokes?

Not really.

It is easy to forget
to have fun sometimes.

So true.

[ Exhales deeply ]

So, this is fun.

I think we should have
some rules.

I love rules.

No telling anyone
that we met online.

And no kissing
till the third date --

if we have one.

Right.

You haven't properly
specialized as yet.

I'm sorry.

We just want to see you reach
your full potential.

That's all we expect.

The main thing is, we'll support
you whatever you decide to do.

If you, uh, wouldn't mind
stepping outside

while I run a few checks...

We'll ask Dr. Cartwright
when she can be discharged.

Tara won't be continuing here.

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

I'll keep them off your back,

but you know they'll insist
you stay with them.

Whereas I think all you need is
a couple of weeks

someplace near the water...
and a chance to chill out.

I'm not sure
I've ever done that.

You performed
a resuscitative hysterotomy

in the back of beyond.

I think you can do anything.

I'll tell them you need
some rest.

[ Music continues ]

MATT: So, looking back on
my teens, when I was playful...

-Oh.
-...mischievous --

-What?
-I'm being you.

Oh, that's interesting.

...little could I have imagined

the rock-star lifestyle
that awaited me as the author

of a widely acclaimed
erotic fan-fiction trilogy.

Rock star?

You can pick and choose
who you want to be with

and where you want to go.

And let's honest.
Whyhope can get pretty ordinary.

April was special.

Very special.

She always gave me smiles
when I needed them and hugs...

took the piss
and kicked my butt as required,

and very nearly gave me
the child I always wanted.

So...

...I'm standing here
in front of Charlie

wondering if she really is
the love of my life.

Your hair looks really pretty
in the sunlight.

You're adorable.

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

[ Birds chirping, squawking ]

So, third date?

Mm.

I think we might find
something to do.

-Yeah?
-Yeah.

[ Cellphone ringing ]

Oh, come on, Charlie.

[ Ringing continues ]

[ Cellphone ringing, buzzing ]

MATT:
Ajax.

[ Sighs ]

I'm so sorry.

Um...I'll be right back.

I'm sorry.

Seriously?

Hey.

[ Exhales deeply ]

-Going sort of crazy.
-Yeah. Right.

So, I got, you know,
all these...feelings.

So have I.

You said when Dad d*ed
if I ever needed to talk...

Okay. Talk.

Talk.

Um...

Okay.

Well, Hayley says a couple's
got to have private lives.

Right.

But Hugh says that she's having,
um...

...she's having another man.

Right.

Who would it be?

Y-You'd probably have to talk
to Hayley, mate.

I just don't...
know who it would even --

I don't know! Someone
who doesn't live in a caravan!

Sorry.

Sorry.

[ Baby crying ]

You reckon you could help
with the kids?

Aj--

Ajax, if you had any idea what
you are interrupting, mate...

[ Babies crying ]

I'm just getting
my discharge papers.

Oh. Right.

Well, take a month
or...whatever time you need.

Yeah.

I just wanted to say thank you
for...

coming to find me and...

Thanks.

You're coming back.

Hey. Hey.
W-What is this?

Don't listen to your parents.
They're the problem.

I don't think they are.

Look, in six months' time,
you're gonna have

two kick-ass references
from Penny and me,

and you can do anything you want
with your career.

I'm out.

-I'm quitting.
-No, no, no, no, no, no.

You're not thinking straight.
Your parents, they're toxic.

So are we.

[ Sighs ]

It's my fault.
I'm...

I should have just let you
mentor me.

-What were we doing?
-What are you talking about?

This.

Us.

-I came to say goodbye.
-No.

If you walk out that door now,
you've broken your probation.

You have pissed all those years
up against the wall.

I don't want to have to
get off my face

at the end of every shift

just so I can cope
with doing another one.

You're not.
Last night was a celebration.

Well, if I keep celebrating with
you, I'm gonna wind up dead.

Okay. That's -- That is
bullshit, and you know it.

So you and I...

...we were just working
together.

That's it.

Well, obviously it was more
than that.

What?

Just say it.

Hey.

Hey.

It's all right.

I really needed you last night.

Don't.

Tara.

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

* Swim out to me *

* I sink everyone
that feels close *

* I swim out to sea *

* I feel so lost
I can't breathe *

-Be in touch.
-Look after yourself.

Thank you so much, Mrs. Cordair.

* Or our tide *

* And the rest I'm not sure *

* How much more *

* Can I take? *

* Now swim out to me *

* I sink everyone
that feels close *

* I swim out to sea *

* I feel so lost
I can't breathe *

Don't file paperwork.

She'll take a break.
She'll be back.

Oh, Hugh,
what planet are you on?

Well, the main thing is,
we got to her in time.

"Yes, Hugh.

If it wasn't for your
quick thinking,

breaking a window in,
rescuing her,

no doubt she would have d*ed."

* Swim out to me *

It's been a really horrible day.

Mm.

Well, being the assh*le
that I am, I hadn't noticed.

[ Birds chirping, cows lowing ]

[ Mid-tempo music plays ]

Charlie?

[ Music continues ]

Charlie?

Charlie?

Charlie?

Charlie?

[ Exhales deeply ]

CHARLIE:
Perfect timing.

[ Music continues ]

[ Laughs ]

[ Music continues ]

[ Exhales deeply ]

* Let me tell you
about science and art *

* Do you think that I'm smart? *

* We send each other poetry
by text *

* We've made love on the Net *

* I should escape my doubt *

* That is marked in right *

Oh. Oh.
Okay. All right.

Oi.

Here we go.

Come on.

-Come on.
-What's going on?

I'm just gonna get you.

Good. Yep.
Let's keep this here.

-Okay.
-[ Bottle clatters ]

Just close your eyes.

Close your eyes.

Okay.
Here.

Okay. No.
Maybe open your eyes.

-[ Inhales deeply ] Ah.
-Great.

My guess --
and I could be wrong --

is that it's a surprise party.

All the Sydney crew
has flown up.

This would've taken
a lot of organizing.

And someone's had
one of those art cakes made --

a surgeon, looking uncannily
like me, brandishing a scalpel.

You're very drunk, you.

No. No.

I...am very sad.

But I will play my part.

[ Up-tempo music plays ]

[ Hinges squeaking ]

[ Indistinct conversations ]

Hey. Guys.

Hey.
Surprise?

-Oh. Surprise!
-Surprise!

-Surprise!
-Surprise!

[ Exhales deeply ]
And I-I certainly am.

Surprise, Hugh. Surprise.
Happy birthday.

-Happy birthday!
-Oh. Well, thank you so much!

MERYL: Oh! Oh, no, no.
Be careful!

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

That's -- That's my son.

-Yes.
-Can you feel the love?

-KEN: Hey, Hayley.
-Oh, hey.

Yes. I mean, nothing says love
like pizza and chips.

Oh, hey.

Where's Jimmy and Eliza?

HAYLEY: Meryl organized
a babysitter for the night.

Oh.

Parched.

Oi. Here they are, conveniently
located near the booze.

You surprised?

By you two?
Mm. Tasered.

Short-lived, wasn't it?

You know, she does hold
a very tight leash.

-Always has.
-Excuse me.

No, no, no, no.
No.

Don't trot off,
just like you did to Bali,

breaking my poor
little brother's heart.

Let's get you something to eat.
Yeah?

I am gonna miss you hanging
around my feet like a puppy dog.

Hugh, slip away
and sleep it off. Go.

You're not sleeping
at my place tonight, mate.

[ Mid-tempo music plays ]

[ Insects chirping ]

JARROD:
It's a pretty rare event.

It's when Mercury transits
the sun.

So the planets aren't
in alignment, then?

Yeah.
I guess so.

Mm.

There they are --
Mars and Venus, Venus and Mars.

-Happy birthday, Hugh.
-Thank you.

Oh!
You know what?

This is a great...
photo opportunity

with Mr. and Mrs. Mines-R-Us.

Very funny.

You think so?
Penny doesn't.

She's very disapproving
these days.

Right.

Maybe if you spent less time
in a mine,

-more time in the sack.
-I beg your pardon.

You know, it is illegal
to have sex with minors though.

-Hugh, stop.
-Hey. Piss off.

Hello. I think it's time
we had something to eat!

Look!
It's Mayor Mines-R-Us!

-That's...
-Mr. -- Mr. -- Have you met?

That's very sharp.

Speaking of sharp,
should we cut the cake?

Oh.
Uh, about the cake...

Hey!
You coming onto my wife?

-You want to take this outside?
-What?

You mean more outside,
as in have an altercation?

Yeah.
I know what's going on.

I saw your phone.

You looked in my phone?
I'd never do that to you.

-Hugh said to.
-Hugh said to what?

To look at her phone.

Oh, yes, Hayley.
We know you're having an affair.

I am not having an affair!

Yeah -- with Ken.

[ Chuckles ]

Show him the photos, Ken.

Hayley.

Oh, if it's him,
I wouldn't worry too much.

I beg your pardon, Dr. Knight.

Ken introduced me
to pole-dancing classes.

That's my private life.

I'm hoping it becomes
an Olympic sport.

Wow.

I mean, this does fit
with the trailer-park lifestyle.

Oh, shut up, Hugh.
Let's go for a walk.

Ah.

Mum wants me to get some air,
which is code

for bury more cash in the garden
from Old King Coal.

In fact, you know what?

A toast...to you.

Keep taking
those maternal-instinct pills.

Eventually, they will kick in.

Happy birthday to me!

Having fun?

[ Insects chirping ]

Pour one out
for your dead mates.

Joey.

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

[ Insects chirping ]

Oh, Hugh.

Don't.

Just...

It was a terrible day.

No. Don't...
Don't make excuses for me.

I'm not.

Everything I touch, Penny.

Come on.

I think you've run out
of options.

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

Let's take you home.

[ Dog barking in distance ]

[ Music continues ]

You comfy?

Yep.

Ta.

Well, good night, then.

Good night.

* An agent of love forlorn *

* I am the city sweep *

I love you, Penny.

* The petty thief
with a stolen heart *

But you know that already.

* I'm trying to find my way
back to you *

* And pick up from the start *

He insulted you.
He insulted me.

He's out of control.

Well, no one else is gonna
take him in tonight.

I'm gonna just go to bed.

I've got an early start.

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

[ Door opens, closes ]