04x12 - Let Them Throw Millions

[bunniefuu]

And, uh, this is Milt, my adorable
and completely wonderful new
husband.

Well, we took a trip to Las
Vegas — in his private jet.

So he is loaded.

Well, whatever's going on, I know
one thing for sure — be nice to
Pascalle,

cos she is one root and one heart
att*ck away from a ton of cash.

Milt?
So, did you have fun?

There were...

complications, but nothing
I couldn't handle.

LORETTA: Oh, maybe you're more
like Van than you want to think.

You framed your father
for bank robbery.

He deserved it.

Don't you ever come
into my house again.

I need a raise. I haven't had one in
three years, and Lloyd doesn't know
if he's going to lose his job,

and we've got this baby coming.

I know. I'm sympathetic.

We've all got our problems.

There's no beer.

Well, why don't you go and buy
some? I'll see what I can do.

You want to see Judd's fridge —
chock-full of beer and all the meat
you can eat.

Well set up for the single man.

Well, why don't you bugger
off over there, then?

I would, but he's going on a date
with a younger model. Zoe. Have you
met her?

Grandpa!
Not a bad sort for a copper.
Quite attractive.

Hi.
No, we don't want any.

As I was saying, not a bad looker.

KNOCK AT DOOR

Caught her in only a towel
one day. Nice norks.

Oh, Jesus Christ, old man. Yes,
I use the Lord's name in vain.

If you've got some good news, take
it to the neighbours'. They can
f*cking use it.

Pascalle West?
No.

No. She's too old to be me.

That's my mum.

Hi. Mark.

Hi.

Oh. Yeah, Mark. Hi. Come in.
Everyone, this is mark from
schusters.

They're the Auckland lawyers that
got hired by the Florida lawyers
to do the thing with the money.

Money?
What money?

Milt's money.

It was really sweet of
you to bring this over.

Well, how much is there?

Milt had lots of bequests
to charities and so forth,

then there was his daughters from
his first marriage and his son in
Massachusetts.

They got the lot?

Um... Not all of it.

Yeah, how many thou?

I think there's a
lot in... Millions?

Is it millions?

Yeah.

ROCK MUSIC
Oh!

ALL YELL EXCITEDLY

HELLO SAILOR'S 'GUTTER BLACK'

♪ Lying in the gutter,

♪ I cut the cord from my mother.

♪ She pat me on the head and said,

♪ 'Go to sea, boy.
Get to sea, man.'

♪ My luck in the gutter black.

♪ I guess I'm running back...

♪ ...To you.

♪ You in my brain.
You in my heart. ♪

Is that it?

It's money. Don't knock it.

I'm gonna be before
we get through these coins.

You're a very impatient young lady.

And what are you?

We need something bigger. Saleable.
People pay through the nose for
collectables. Art. Maori stuff.

Medals. That kind of bullshit.

I wouldn't take medals.

Yeah, you're right. They would
have upped the security.

It's disrespectful.

PHONE BEEPS

That is disrespectful.
What is?

I'm talking business,
and you're looking at a text.

Yep.
Right.

Come on. It's my sister.

Some kind of do at her place.

Her place?

Your mum's place. ]

Well, you better run
right on over, then.

It's not my fault you
can't go round there.

I wouldn't go if you paid me.

ROCK MUSIC

Wow. It's the good stuff.

It's the kind that Milt liked.

Oh. Bless him.

You guys were so good together.

Really?

sh*t. Who invited them?

I did, because it's a
time of togetherness.

Yeah, well, I'll just be
together from over here.

Hi.
Hey.

Hey.

And, uh, ha ha, by the way.
What's so funny?

Uh, yeah, well, we turn up and go,
'Oh wow, you're a millionaire,'
and then you go, 'April fool.'

It's not April.

. mil.

Nah, nah. ..

Jeez, it's true.

Of course it is.

We love you.
You can't add, woman.

No, no. It depends on
the exchange rate, though.

It doesn't matter. The
bank will sort it out.

You put this in the bank?

And what's wrong with banks?

Rob you blind, they do.

And that would never happen
in this family, would it (?)

Oh, come on, Chelle. Have a drink.

You know, you could double your
money in no time down at the tab.

That's a sweet thought, Grandpa.

So you're in?

Well, I would, but Milt didn't
really approve of gambling.

He'd want you to make the
most of it, wouldn't he?

You know, that's really
good advice, Grandpa.

So? Trots at Addington?

I've got a sure-fire combo.

Oh, I hope it works
for you, Grandpa.

OK.

They've got you serving
them, have they?

(LAUGHS)

Actually,...

I don't mind, because it's not every
day that your new best friend
becomes a millionaire.

Cheryl?

You're here to sell drinks,
and I want a drink now!

I want a drink. Show me a drink!

Oi, knock it off.
Why won't he serve me?

Cos he can't serve
intoxicated people.

Well, then he's a hypocrite, cos he
sold me a whole lot before, and
that's the point of drinking.

Maybe you should give me the keys.

Um, I've got some money in
that machine, but I have to go.
There's a bit of an emergency,

so I need a credit for $.

Can I get a lift to your place?

No.

There'll be drinks there. Your
sister's shouting, cos she's a
millionaire.

What the f*ck?

Yeah, Milt's money. It came through.

ROCK MUSIC

I don't think so.

Where the f*ck have
they all come from?

Gatecrashers and freeloaders.

This was meant to be
a family occasion.

Whoa, baby.

What are you doing here?

My mates, they texted me.

You have friends that know me?

Yeah. Van and the Munt-meister.

They were, like, 'No way.
Pascalle's a rich bitch,'

and I was, like, 'Pascalle was
always going to make it huge.
Paris H, and then some.'

Oi. You. Bugger off!

Yeah. Can you?

TAPPING ON GLASS

Hi, everyone. Uh, I want
to thank you all for coming.

And for all the sweet things
that you've said about Milt.

The things that you never
actually said before.

But never mind, because milt was
amazing and beautiful, and I want
you all to know two things,

and the first thing is
this money is a part of Milt

and it will be going to exactly
where milt would have wanted it —

where he would have put
it if he could have.

That's a disturbing image.

In the meantime, I want you all to
know this money is not as important
as what's beautiful and kind.

And I won't change because of it.

So enjoy your drinks and your
snacks, and a big thank you to
Sheree for doing them.

CHEERING

Son of a bitch.

That was great.
Really?

Yeah. And, uh, I wanted to—

PHONE RINGS
Sorry.

Yeah. Nicky.
Is it true? Is it millions?

I can't really talk right
now. I'll get back to ya.

How much is it?

You've been great to my sister,
and, uh, I appreciate that.

You want a beer?

No, cos I feel like sh*t.

Well...

sometimes a beer can
make you feel better.

Not when you're pregnant and you
want to hurl every five minutes.

Yeah. All right, well, um,

if you want anything else—
I mean, not a beer, obviously.

Why would I want anything from you?

Uh...

I don't know. I like you, and, uh—

Yeah, you want to talk about that
night? You talk about that night.
But not in front of them.

(RETCHES)

Ooh. That's not funny.

Hey. Delivery.

Babe.

Hey. That's great news.

And, uh, Lloyd's car's
still at the pub.

Thanks.

Do you want a drink?

Nah, I've got a friend
waiting outside.

Yeah. Right.

What the f*ck are you doing here?!
I— I just wanted—

you're not welcome here!
You don't belong!

I've been doing some thinking...

Don't you make me laugh.
No, I have.

I can see through you like a bloody
window. You've done your chips.
Your sister owes you nothing.

So f*ck off!

What are you looking at?

Come on. This is a party.

MUSIC STARTS, CHEERING

KNOCK AT DOOR

You OK?

Thanks for your support before, and
for hanging up on me (!) Really
classy (!)

What exactly were you hoping
to achieve by walking in there?

Is it really millions?

Nearly three, best estimate.

f*ck! Why the f*ck now?!

Why's it such a big deal?
Because she is totally hopeless.

She could give the whole lot to
fluffy kittens, or to a fun park
for geriatrics,

or to people who have lost limbs,
when they really should have just
watched out for those landmines.

She has absolutely no
idea what to do with this.

Yeah, well, you could give
her financial advice.

But I'm not in there.

Hey.
What are you doing?

I'm just... I'm finding a
time when there's no people.

I'm a person...
Who's trying to sleep.

I just need a little bit more
information about the... The night
you were mentioning.

Well, I'm pregnant, aren't I?
Six weeks pregnant.

And I'm shagged, so
if you don't mind...

You want me to go?

You don't want to talk
about that night? OK.

Yeah, so there's the thing about the
night, and then about also her being
pregnant.

She thinks it was you?

Yeah, maybe.

Well, there was the auto-pash.

Mate, you can't get
pregnant from kissing.

No, Van, you can't.

Oh, what—? Don't you think if I
auto-rooted her I'd remember it,
bro?

I don't know, man. Dane Harris'
party, remember? The one with
the awesome pig on the spit?

Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah. I was
spewing I missed that, man.

Nah. You were there, bro.
Eh?

Yeah.
I don't remember that.

Nah, man, that's cos
you were totalled, bro.

But the funniest thing was when you
tried to get it on with the pig
while it was still on the spit.

Oh, whatever.

Nah, man. You're making it up.

Yeah. But there are other
roots you don't remember, bro.

Oh, what, Corina Bilarney?
I never did her, man.

Looked like it from where
I was sitting, bro.
Nah.

And, um — what's her name —
Sharon Paraha. Ooh, hoo.

I was wasted then too, man.

But you did it, bro, cos I remember.

OK. So what I got to do is work out
who was there who might remember

when Sheree got up the duff.

I got one idea.
Yeah?

Yeah. How's about the knocked-up
chick who told you this in the
first place, bro?

Here, drink this.

No. I'm fine.

No, you're not.

Oh. I'm sorry. I would
have got up to her.

No, that's all right.
I have been awake for hours.

That party was so inspiring.

It was crap.

It really got me thinking.

BABY COOS

What I've been thinking is I know
that money cannot buy happiness
and love,

but maybe it can help some people,
especially those who are sad and
miserable and conflicted

and wondering if they've made the
right decisions in their lives.

No, I'm fine. I just had
too many rums and cokes.

You have to admit that ever since
you found out about wayne and hottie
cop, you've been a wee bit grumpy.

No, I haven't.

Oh God.

f*cking hell.

He can shag who he wants.
They all bloody can.

Maybe that's why you've been
drinking the teensiest bit too much?

I have not.

So, men... (SNIFFS)

They're all... Bastards.
Just you remember that.

BABY CRIES

I get that you're messed up
for all sorts of reasons.

Great (!) you're so sympathetic that
I'm now a grumpy old tart and a
hopeless pisshead.

No. I just... Think that you
need a bit of cheering up.

So... Let's go shopping.

ROCK MUSIC

Mum, no.

Why? What's wrong with it?

Even if you were a size ,
it would not make you happy.

Come on.

Excuse me. Have you
got these in a ?

I'll just check.
Thank you.

Uh, mum.
What?

I don't know how to say this,
except those are huss.

Well, I like them.
Yeah, I know you do, but—

I thought the point was was
I could buy what I wanted.

Yeah, and you can, except I'm paying
for it, so why would you get these
huss things for .

when you could get
something tasteful for ?

They are old-lady boots.

No, they're great, and
they're not completely mutton.

Are you saying I dress like mutton?

I'm just saying there is such
a thing as age-appropriate.

Great (!) so now I'm old and ugly as
well as grumpy and pissed. Great (!)

I never said that.
Yeah, you did.

I've got stuff to do.
Forget the boots. Forget the boots!

Wow. Smelly sh*t.

It's therapeutic and calming.

And smelly. We could put it in the
loo at home and you'd never know
that grandpa had been there.

So... You want to come home?

Yeah. Of course I do.

But what about Mum?

Well, I can sort that, but
I need to know your reasons.

I miss everybody, especially you.
Really?

Yeah. And it is so
great about the money.

Well, I'm not here
to talk about that.

OK.

And I am really sorry about the way
everything's turned out with mum.

I'm really glad to
hear you say that.

(SIGHS) So here's a reconciliation.

OK.
(CLEARS THROAT)

Reads: one. You must give back all
the money you stole from Lloyd's
bank. You what?

Well, it's causing a lot of grief,
and Rochelle is really snaky on it.
I can't.

Can't, or won't?
No, I can't.

Well, you have to. (READS) Number
two. You are to pay for Dad's
defence — all of it.

Why the f*ck would I do that?

Uh, because Mum won't let you back
in the house unless you're really
sorry.

But you're the one with the money.

And you're the one
who's meant to be sorry.

And jethro has to say sorry too, but
that's number six, so never mind.

Jesus.
Stop interrupting. (READS) 'Number
three. You are to smile more,

'be generally less evil' — that's
number four, and number five is
Jane. What about her?

She is a lovely little girl, and
she's also actually your daughter.
So I want you to take an interest.

Right. And seven, that's
when I open a vein,

and eight is dancing naked through
henderson mall because you said so.

I'm not asking you to do anything
that isn't unreasonable.

So... What do you say?

What the f*ck did she expect me to
say? Her brain — it's like a cross
between Disneyland and play school.

'Pay back the money. Pay for Dad's
defence.' as if I'd want him out so
he could smack me over.

And f*cking smile?

She set the bar pretty high.

You can f*ck off.

So can she.
Come on.

You know I cannot do
the sh*t she wants.

Well, that was her opening.
Maybe you need to bargain.

I don't smile on demand for anyone.

Well, you stick to those principles.

Here.
Cool.

It's a juicer.
Right.

Cos it sounds like your diet is
really high in fats and carbs
and alcohol.

Though I know that guys really like
it, but it's not really a healthy
thing.

So I thought beetroot could help.

What, raw?

Or tinned, but I don't think
it has the same properties.

Right. Thanks.

I'm not trying to tell
you how to live your life,

and I have absolutely not prejudice
at all when it comes to an age gap
in a relationship...

well, obviously. But are you happy?

Yeah, I'm all right.

Yeah, well, Mum's not that happy
either. But if you guys could just
sort things,...

you can still keep the juicer.

Sorry. Are you trying to bribe
me with a kitchen appliance?

No. It's a gift.

Though it's also a
lifestyle warning.

Look, Pascalle, Cheryl's made her
decision and I pretty much know
where I stand.

It's over.

OK.

I still want you to keep the juicer.

Thanks.

[ VOMITING

Hey.

Hi.

Heard of privacy, van?

Uh, yeah.

It looks weird if
you follow me round.

Yeah, no, I know. I just... Um... I
just need a few more details about,
uh, the night.

Well, it wasn't the best I've had,
that's for sure. But you improved
it.

I did?

Yeah. You were so right
after they were such b*tches.

You told me I shouldn't have
got her a f*cking present.

And this was...?

Kasey. Her birthday.

Oh, that night.

Don't you remember?

Yeah, yeah. Some of it.

You don't remember.

Piss off, Van.

Yes! No. Damn.

Did you lose?
No, I cleaned up, but
I only had on it.

If she'd part with some of her
millions, we'd be rolling in it.

Yeah.
You're not meant to be here.

And you've got a blocked drain,
a cracked toilet and a pathway,
so what are you doing here?

Yeah! Yes.

Hi.

(SCOFFS) Yeah, right (!)

That was a smile.
No, it was a fake smile,
not a happy smile.

Well, maybe I haven't had a lot of
practice with happy smiles, but I
can learn.

Where's Jane?

Why?

Isn't that number four?

Five, but she's out.

On her own?

No, with Mum, because she's a baby.

That's a shame.

Does that mean you
want to do the list?

Well, I'm not sure about number one
and number six, because paying the
money back is kind of difficult.

And I can only do my best
with Jethro. But here you go.

For Dad's lawyer. It's all
I can manage at the moment.

It's been covered.

By you?
No. Nicky.

Why the f*ck would he do that?

Why would you do that?

Because Sheree's my sister, and
that's my little niece or nephew.

And I can't stand the thought of
them growing up without a father.

Oh God, you bought that as a line?

It wasn't a line.

I feel a sense of,
um, responsibility.

He almost cried. It was so sweet.

Bastard!

I look forward to seeing
the rest of your—

You f*cking bastard.

I'm sorry. Can I pick
this up with you, Greg?

Don't join. He's an arsehole.

(CHUCKLES) She's joking, man.

What the f*ck is this all about?

Why are you paying for my father's
defence? Do you want him to get out
and k*ll me?

I have no problem with Wolf.

Oh, really?
No.

The only reason you'd do it
is to get in with Pascalle.

I did it for my sister.

You knew it was a way back
in and you f*cking stole it.

You didn't even speak to
me first. You used it.

Do you realise how
paranoid you're sounding?

You wanna go out with my
sister for the cash, fine.

But we split it and it's not
behind my f*cking back.

Jesus! This is your sister
we're talking about.

You care about my sister?

I am not moving on to Pascalle.

Not yet, but you will.

If that's what you think, then there
isn't a lot of future in this
relationship.

It's not what I think.
It's written all over you.

Fine. See you later, then.
Sorry?

If this is what you think,
then you're right. It is over.

You're dumping me?

It's what you seem to want.

Right.

Isn't that f*cking convenient?

Yeah, well, if you're worried about
the bank money, you'll still get
your cut.

You're talking about money.

Isn't that what you
were talking about?

Well, until two seconds ago, you
and I were in a relationship.

Oh, you're not gonna pretend you're
in love with me or some sh*t like
that.

As far as I could see, thinking
about the next job got you hotter
than anything else we did.

Yeah, and that's my fault?

You wanna take a sh*t at my
technique, the length of my d*ck,
I don't care.

I do care about my sister, who's
about to have a baby all on her own.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, you are such
a f*cking boy scout (!)

It's about human decency and
feeling. Not that you'd know —

the woman who has a baby and acts
like it's less than nothing.

You think I'm cool and calculating?
Look in a f*cking mirror.

OK.

But let's be very f*cking clear.
You will not get away with this...

at all.

There we go, girls.

Is it a day spa?

It's a weekend retreat.

Facials, fluffy towels,
complimentary bubbly?

No alcohol. No dr*gs. Heaps of bush
walks, really healthy food. Fully
vegetarian.

How come they get mac
and we get bush walks?

It's cleansing.

Well, maybe you should do it.

But you really need it.

Is this the fat thing again?
No.

You know, you're thin and rich and
you have to rub it in that I'm fat
and poor and divorced.

Well, you don't have to be divorced.

What's that supposed to mean?

No, look, I can't leave Lloyd.
Not at the moment.

He's just resigned from his job
and he's not in a good space.

Resigned? Why?

Because he feels quite bad about
what he did — especially being a
symbol of the bank

who is not a symbol any more.

And then letting that person into
his life — the person who robbed
the bank—

It wasn't Dad's fault.

Why else would he be in jail?
Or is there someone else I should
be taking a swing at?

No. No, there isn't.

Well, anyway, thanks for this, but
after what your family has done,

it's gonna take a lot more than a
f*cking bush walk to cheer me up.

Well, that went well (!)

I was only trying to help.

So was it the same night as
Kasey's birthday night?

That's what she said.

Yeah, but we were round
at Judd's all night.

I know. And I was still
there when I woke up.

So you must have gone
there and come back.

I don't remember that, man.

Bro, what about the time you
sleepwalked and peed in the
fireplace?

Yeah.

But for me to have done that, I
would've had to sleep-drive to get
there.

Bro, you must have
sleep-drunk-drove while wasted,

which is a concern for the roads.

But no, you wouldn't have rooted
sheree cos you don't fancy her.

You do. You fancy her.

Yeah. Yeah, apart from the bit
where she's, like, on with my dad.

But maybe if I was wasted
I, like, forgot that bit.

Yeah, and the sheathing bit.
Unless she's doing a Draska.

No, she's really pregnant, man.
She's chucking all the time.

It's gross, man.
What's up with that, anyway?

Well, those babies, they're like
poison, you know, until you get used
to them.

Oh sh*t, man. A baby.

That's serious.
What about your dad?

Yeah.
Bro, he thinks he's the dad.

And she thinks it's me.

Well, you could be the father
to your own father's baby,

which is a stone just
even thinking about it.

Yep.

But on the up side,
you've done it before.

I've never rooted Dad's missus!

Yeah, that's good, cos that
would've been your mum.

Then what did you say it for?

Nah, I'm talking about
Suzy Hong, bro.

Dad never went out with Suzy Hong.

No, but you got her knocked up.
See, it's the same.

Nah, Mr Hong, he wasn't an actual
dad. He was just like a dad.

You know, plus I wasn't,
like, living there.

I wouldn't have to see the baby
every f*cking day, man.

That could be tough.

Yeah.

Hi.
Oh, it's you.

Can you stop and listen
to me for one minute?

Did he put the moves on you?
Who?

Nicky. You said he
bought you a drink.

Yeah. It was a juice.

Pascalle, you cannot trust him, OK?
He is only after your money.

Hang on, isn't he your boyfriend?

No, he dumped me today, but only so
he can move on to you, cos he is
after your money.

And you're not?

I do not wanna see you
being taken advantage of.

I'll tell you one thing —
I'm sick of this money already.

Well, I could think of a
possible solution to that.

You?

Do you want him to get it?

You think I'm stupid? You think if
some guy buys me a drink I'm gonna
be flat on my back?

No—
Well, it only happened once, OK?

OK, maybe twice, but Martin Barko
was seriously cute.

And I'm a different person now.
I've got a philosophy and a vision,

and you're mean and money-grubbing
and bitter because you got dumped.

(SIGHS)

Hi.

Hi.

What are you doing here?

Moved in.

Really?

No.

I was just dropping sheree
off from the doctor.

She's in the loo.
I just made her some tea.

And are you staying for tea?

Nah, I should be on my way.

See ya.
Oh, Jesus.

Don't go all spazzy, OK? I need to—
What, Van?

Just let me say this, OK?

I'm real sorry that I knocked you
up, and I want you to know that, uh,

I'm here for you, OK?

Yeah, I've noticed (!)

I mean, I'm really here for you,
like, all the percents - %, %,
even %.

And, uh, tomorrow I'll go and see
dad and I'll tell him the truth.

What?
I'll tell him.

No, Van.
But isn't that why you told me?

No. And I do not want you to tell
him, because he will f*cking k*ll
you and then probably me.

And as far as I'm concerned,
this is Wolf's baby.

But you said—
I know what I said, but even
if it isn't, it's still his.

That's really confusing.

No, Van, it's simple. It's his baby,
and you don't say anything to
anyone.

Anyway, you don't remember.

KNOCK ON DOOR
Sheree?

Yeah, hey, doll. I'm in here.

Oh.

Van just wants to brush his teeth.

Well, good. He should do that more
often. Are you still up for this?

Yeah, let's go.

Van, can you give Jane
her mushy veggies?

Yes. Actually, I'm
really good at that.

Here it is.

And it comes with its own matching
linen, but, you know, you can choose
it if you want.

What's wrong? Don't you like it?

No, I love it.

Hey.

(CRIES) Oh, it's just, Nicky and me,
when we were growing up,

I remember this time when we were
sitting in a car outside the Oak —
the Oak Tavern —

our parents were always in
pubs if they were around.

Anyway, we were sitting there and
nicky said if either of us ever had
kids,

then we wouldn't do it like this.

That we'd do it properly,
and he'd make sure.

He was quite a little guy
at the time — about .

So sweet.

He's so been there for
me, and so have you.

I got you something.

Is it something fun?

Nux vomica, for the hurling.

You're the sweetest, kindest person.
Thank you. Mwah.

Oh.

Are you OK?

It's just that you are the only
person who has actually said that
to me and meant it.

I've been trying and trying, but
with all the presents, they just
want something better

or it's not good enough.

Honey, they're just jealous.
Really?

Yeah. You could give, like, every
cent to some people, and they'd
still want more.

You will find something good
to do with your money.

But if you give it away,
people don't appreciate it.

Thank you.

No, thank you.

No, I'm thanking you.

(CHUCKLES)

Ooh.

FLATLY: Wow, that's great.

Well, you do love steak.

Yes.

More drinks.

OK.

Mum, I can't pay for this.
People will take advantage.

Hi. I just recognised you.
It's Cheryl, isn't it?

Yeah, that's right.

I'm Zoe.

Yeah, I knew that.

Wayne should be here in a minute.
He's probably just running a bit
late.

Oh. OK. Right.

Mum.

I might head off, actually.

Oh, Mum.

Oh, what?

You miss him. You know you do.

Oh, Christ. Would you stop it with
the theories? No one needs them or
wants them.

What makes you think you've got the
right to run people's lives just cos
you're rich?

I had a choice —
boxing or organic gardening.

Oh, bugger.

...cut lettuce or a cut man?

No contest there.

I mean, you don't see many bank
robbers in a garden, do you?

Oh, if you say so.

SLURS: You wanna laugh at me,
then we take this outside.

Lloyd.
Come on, you p*ssy.

Lloyd, Lloyd!

You're not this guy. You've got a
big future... Future in something.

And aren't you just the queen of
making people feel good about
themselves?

This guy did nothing.

He hired your bloody father.

And when are you wests ever
gonna say sorry for that?
Oh, come on, Chelle.

Well, I'm sorry for what happened to
Lloyd and you, but it's not Mum's
fault.

And if I can do anything
for Lloyd and you, then...

Lloyd.

He's not in great shape,
you know, mentally.

Well, he can't have gone
far. His car's there.

Lloyd! Lloyd!

Lloyd!

Lloyd, what are you doing?

I can't look at me any more.
I betrayed everyone.
Lloyd, come down.

Oh no! Oh no! Jesus, no!
He's gonna do it!

(SCREAMS) No, don't do it! No!

Just stay back, OK?

Lloyd, don't be a bloody idiot.

I am an idiot.

May as well jump.

Yeah, well, you'd probably
just break your legs.

Accentuate the positive,
why don't ya?

He's an idiot.

OK. Lloyd, you've got one or two
good things in your life.

Like?
Like Rochelle.

(SCREAMS)

Could you just not?

He'll f*cking jump. Shh.

It's shitty to lose a career you
believe in through no fault of your
own.

But you're not weak. You're strong.
You've got a baby coming. You can
start again.

Actually, I did have a thought...

OK.

...to do with mesclun micro-greens.
Someone I met through the bank.

Although it would take
a capital investment.

OK, let's talk about it when you
come down — before you become a risk
to traffic.

I would, but I'm a bit stuck.
I'm not too good with heights.

OK.

Please.
Come on, baby.

Thank you.

Right, Lloyd, you can do this.

WHISPER: Take his hand.

Take my hand. Come on. That's the
fulla. Don't look down. You can do
this.

God, he is so amazing.

Some people think so.

PHONE RINGS
Yep.

Hey, Van. How's it going?

Why?

Can't a sister ask a
brother how it's going?

Yeah, they can, but we're not
behind on any jobs or anything.

I was just wondering what
you're up to tonight.

Um, just having a quiet one,
you know. Going round to Munt's.

Rolling up a big one?

Yeah. I gotta go.

Hey. Hey.

Um, you know the thing before
about the not remembering...

Are you ready for this?

Yep. And I don't need your advice.

Check out that bachelor pad.
Everything I said it was.

Well, it looks as good as I heard.

Oh, yeah, it's flash, all right.

Interesting decor here (!)

Yeah, it's post-modern (!)

f*cked if I know what that means.

Me either.

Hey, um, I wanna call a truce.

Didn't know we were at w*r.

No, we're not. It's just that...

(WHISTLES) Hey, quiet, you lot.

I just wanted to, um, thank you all,
um, wayne, for the advice, for the
party.

And to the Hoochie Girls for
sticking by Rochelle and me.

And mostly I'd like to thank the
person who lent me the money for
my new venture

in mesclun and micro-greens.

Mescaline. Wicked.

Something I secured from a former
client who didn't have the gear or
the market understanding—

It's boring, honey.

I'm sure you don't wanna hear all
the details, except I'm very excited

and so grateful to my new
investor, Pascalle West.

ALL CHEER

So enjoy responsibly.

LOUD MUSIC PLAYS, PEOPLE CHEER

You gave money to that arse?

It's a loan. He has to pay me back.

How does that work?

I thought these were mutton.

Well, not if you wear them
with the right thing.

And, uh, I know what
you were trying to do.

Do you think he'll do it?

I think it's too late.

Hang on.

Hey.

How's it going?

Fine, except people kind of yell
when they're drinking, you know?

f*ck, yeah.

Um, look,...

I have to say something to you.

Um, I know it's Wolf's, OK, but even
if it isn't or is, whatever,

I just want you to know that I'll be
totally there for her or him in a,

like, in an uncle or
cousin-y sort of way.

Great. Fine.

No, I'm not finished.

OK.

Cos if I don't totally remember
that night, then I'll be really
bummed,

cos it would have been
f*cking amazing.

It would?

Yeah.

A hard out night with you
would be, like, my dream.

My man.

Aaron, f*ck off.

It's just that there's
a lady here to see you.

I thought you were having a
quiet night in with Munter.

Yeah, well, he's here too. Um...

look, I didn't want
you to feel bad, OK?

What is he doing here?
Does it matter?

Yeah, it f*cking does. No, van.

Van, you don't get what is going
on here. Pascalle is in danger.

Yeah, she might get really
rat-arsed, but you shouldn't
be here, all right,

especially cos everyone hates you.

You hate me?

No, well, not me,
cos I work for you,

so I wouldn't say anything like
that cos you might get me back for
it.

Look, it's just... Easier when
you're not around, OK?

I'm going back inside.

(SIGHS)

Don't worry, baby, cos I can get
this car together like that. I mean,
that's what I do.

Talk to her yet tonight?

Don't wanna be too obvious.

Well, I've been doing the spade
work at this end, as agreed.

You've done your chips. Your sister
owes you nothing. So f*ck off.

You know what we've got here — two
sisters. One who is bitter, angry
and selfish,

and that's the one
who's your girlfriend.

What are you looking at?
Come on. This is a party.

Here, mum, have a drink.

And then we have another who's kind,
attractive and rather rich.

Not my girlfriend.

That could change, couldn't it?

The lady doesn't need that
sh*t. She needs a drink.

Well, it's a classic car—

Come on, b*at it.

As if I'd put money
into a stupid car.

Well, it depends what kind. I'd go
Falcon myself. What about you?

Eh Holden all the way.

sh*t. Well, here was me
thinking we could get on.

(GIGGLES)

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Is that you?

Who else would it be?

I thought you were
pissed off with me.

Well, what you said was so gorgeous,

I thought that maybe we should jog
your memory about that hard out
night.

Van, I can't get any more pregnant.

Oh yeah, that's hard.