05x14 - The Power to Charm

[bunniefuu]

CHERYL: Hoochie Babe is being
launched with your bloody pills.

I'll f*cking k*ll him.
All the models are over .

So you personally
vetted them, have you?

I don't get what your problem is.

And when was someone going
to talk to me about this?

People are pissed off.

He's a f*cking nark,
and everybody knows that.

Guys, guys, stop it.

Well, they can deal with me, then.

He could do with peace and quiet.
I don't want to go.

It's for the best, love.
You'll be safe.

ROCK MUSIC

Don't forget to take your shoes off
when we get to the meeting house.

I know that one.

But don't speak. The Ngapuhi from
here are big on women not speaking
on the marae.

Oh, all right. I can do that.

(SCOFFS)
Shut up. I can.

But if Mr Judd speaks,
then you gotta sing.

Sing? Sing what?

Now is the Hour, Guitars —
it doesn't matter, as long as
you're supporting what he says.

Munter, we're not going to the
marae. We're here to pick up Van.

Van said your old man's
on the marae committee.

He's been on lots of things.

I'm just looking forward
to finally meeting him.

Honestly, the less time we
spend with Ray the better.

Why did you leave
Van with him, then?

Ray's OK. He's—

He's a kaumatua — that's what he is.

I doubt it.
He's still a koro.

You have to know how
to handle Ray, is all.

What Mr J is trying to say is that
some old koros are intimidating with
those icy cool exteriors,

but underneath is a warm heart
fuelled by the fire of experience,
Mrs West.

Hey, hey, hey, check it out.

HORN TOOTS

God, don't, man.
You'll encourage them.

And the other guy is...?

Yeah, that's Ray. That's my dad.

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. ♪

Whoo! Whoo-hoo!

Wayno.

Kia ora, son.
Oh!

A pleasure to meet my son's beloved.

Well, it's great to
meet you too, Ray.

I'm trying to keep up Van's spirits
— drive the black clouds from his
heart.

Thanks, I appreciate it.

(YELLS) Kia ora, Mother.

Oh, come on. Give me a hug.
Give me a hongi, bro.

Right, let's get you settled in.

We're not staying, Ray.

Why ever not?

We're just here to pick up Van.

Busy city folks, eh.

As my nana said, you must eat for
the return journey or you'll arrive
home hungry.

Yeah, kia ora to that, eh.

What does that mean?

We better feed you tea and biscuits.

Deleesha will bake the scones.

Deleesha? Bake?

I do my best, son. Just as
well you fellas turned up.

Why? What's happened?
You were only the third car
today. We got thirsty.

BOTH LAUGH

(SIGHS) God, not again.

CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!

Wakey-wakey.

sh*t.

Loretta.
Your mother will be
wondering where you are.

Off you go.
See ya.

I'll call you later, all right?

It's happened.
What?

They're banning it, or they will.

Nadine's secret ingredient is to
be reclassified, so it's over.

You seem strangely happy about this.

Well, it was always a matter of
when, and now we know. So what's
the plan?

For what?

Winding up.

What are you looking at?

That is so sad.

It's called publicity.

You and Hayden have to find another
way to impress underage girls.

Yeah, not for a few months
Relax, OK, I've got it in hand.

Oh yeah, I can see your
hand is right on it.

(LAUGHS)

(WHISTLES)

I bet this place brings
back memories, eh?

None of mine.

But this is your ancestral home.

I never grew up here, Munter.
Nor in most of the homes Ray's had.

Nau mai, haere mai.
Welcome to my humble abode.

He seems lovely.

Cup of tea, we're out of here.

Oh, come on. It can't be that bad.

Deleesha? Our guests are here.

I don't care. ]
Deleesha, come on.

I am not.
We're gonna have a cup of tea. ]

f*ck, I won't. Just piss off.

Don't be so rude.
These are our guests.

Wayne, hello, hello. Goodbye.

Your old man likes
'em young, eh, Mr J?

She's my sister, you egg, so put
your tongue back in your mouth.

— a bit moody.

Oh, I know what that's like.

ROCK MUSIC

ENGINE STARTS

If I'm not mistaken, Mr J, that
sounds a lot like your truck.

Oh, sh*t.

Hey! Come back!

(GROANS)
Sorry about this.
She'll come back later.

Oh, damn the tea and the biscuits,
eh. Van can lay a hangi.

Yeah.
Van? Really?

Yeah, choice, eh, Mum.

So, kai, then?

What's the rush to get back?

Always keen on a hangi, Mr J.

We'll head off after dinner, then.

What exactly is the problem here?

If Jethro had sense,
we'd get on to the next thing —

protein powder, erectile dysfunction
pills — they appeal to you — or
hair-regrowth tonic.

Oh, ha, ha, ha (!) It's at least six
months before this ban. People will
stockpile. Our sales will go up.

Yes, but only for six months,
and that's the flaw, yet my
money-grubbing brother doesn't care.

I'm sorry, he's the
grasping one in your family?

Always has been.

Gidday.
Hello, Graeme.

Are you working?
Yeah.

No.

Are you still good
for our thing tonight?

Yeah.

What thing's that?

We're off to see a show at the
George Webby Centre. You want
the fisherman's?

(CLEARS THROAT)
You are off to the theatre?

No, it's the Bennett Brothers.

A band?

Stand-up comedy.

Really?

Yes. Graeme really likes stand-up,
and what's so wrong with that?

Oh, nothing. You know, Graeme is
bringing out a whole new side to
you.

f*ck you, Hayden.

(LAUGHS)

Sure is a sweet little
corner of the world, bro.

Oh yeah, it's the best, man.

You must be looking forward
to getting back to the action?

I've been pretty busy here, bro.

Digging carrots?

Nah. No, no, I've been doing
heaps of work for Ray.

Yeah, I fixed up his windows.
Sweet.

Yeah, and we replaced
some of his roof.
Choice.

Yeah. Even fixed a couple of fences.

Awesome, bro. You'll be coming
home with a tidy packet.

Oh, no, no, no. He didn't pay me.

Eh? How does that work?

Well, not— not with, like, money.

Nah. I'm receiving the knowledge.

Yeah. Hey, uh, come check this out.

Whoa. Is that a pig?

Nah, it's a sheep.

It's a wild sheep, bro.

You've been hunting wild sheep?

Mm-hm. Paddocks here
are full of them, bro.

Ray sends me out at night. The good
thing is we're allowed to take as
many as we want

under customary rights, eh.

Customary rights for sheep?

Mm-hm. I tell you, man,
Ray knows everything, eh.

But you ain't Maori, bro.

Ray reckons it's like how you feel
about your Turangawaewae that's
important.

But your Turangawaewae
is West Auckland.

I don't think it is.

It is, bro. It's all
about where you're from.

What if that's not where I'm from?

You can't change where you're from.

You can if you don't go back.

Are you serious? Why?

Don't want to.

So good to get to know the woman who
finally turned my son from a cop
into a man.

Settle.

Being up that Bastion Point — him
and the goon squad — broke my heart.

I was years old during Bastion
Point. You weren't near the place.

In spirit I was, all the way.

You've got a good spirit. My mokos
are blessed if they get your looks.

Oh, get away.

Let's go for a walk.

Why?

It's a nice afternoon,
then we can settle you in.

Ray, I told you, we're not staying.

You can't go anywhere
till Deleesha gets back.

Did you put her up to this?

You're so suspicious. She may
have called in to see a friend.

Anyway, would it be so bad to spend
a little time with your old man?

We can't stay, Ray. I don't even
have a spare change of clothes.

Ah, no worries. Moana, my ex, left
a few things behind. I'll get my
stick.

Yeah, you do that.

We're not staying.

Jeez, will you cool it?

God, I could do with a bit of
a break, you know, some peace
and quiet.

Ray has this way of wrapping
people around his little finger.

He's harmless.

Not if you spend
enough time with him.

Oh, what's he gonna do?

He'd charm the pants off anyone.

(LAUGHS) You're jealous.

No.
You ready here?

Don't worry. Pants on.

Hey, Wayne! Come check this out.

Come on.

You're bloody kidding me.

Yeah, man — portable hangi.
It's wicked, eh?

Multi-kai cooker apparently.

How did Ray afford this?

Oh, the local marae gave it to him
as a gift for all the hard work he
does in the community. Koha. Koha.

He came home with it
the other night, eh.

You wanna help me peel the taties?

Yep.

That's not a bloody hangi.

I know. Don't be surprised if he's
wearing a grass skirt at dinner.

Van knows he's not a Maori.

Bro, he is, according
to your old man.

He's even got him out poaching
sheep under customary rights.

Oh, Jesus.

I don't get it, man, at all.

He's been Rayed.

Eh?

Ray has the ability to make people
smell roses when they're sniffing
dog sh*t.

The sooner we get him
home the better.

Got a name for my moko?

Not yet.

Boy, girl?

Wayne thinks it's a boy.

On a certain night, a star will
fall from the sky, and as it falls,
a name will occur. It worked for me.

Is that how you got Deleesha's name?

(SCOFFS) No, that's
her mother's idea.

About the only thing
Moana ever did do for her.

She didn't take to the maternal
thing. Some women don't. There's
a new name for it now.

Mm. Uh, post-natal depression.

She upped sticks and left me.
You poor thing.

Oh, it's life, eh.

Yeah.

Any tips for an old man with
a firecracker for a daughter?

Let them think they're running wild,
but hold them on a really long
leash.

A wise head on the body
of a spring chicken.

Oh, stop it.

Ah, Wayne's struck gold with you.

(LAUGHS)

Oh, we should see how
Van's kai's coming along.

Thanks for taking him
in the way you have.

He's a good boy — a special soul.

Yeah, he is.

So that son of mine —
I never see him enough.

What's up with you two?
Did you have a falling out?

Not so much of a fall
out as a fall apart.

His mother plucked him from my
bosom, turned him against me.
There's blame on both sides.

Price you pay for passion.

(LAUGHS) OK.

Are you even ready?

I left my laptop at work.
Someone needs a quote.

Can't you leave it and
have fun like normal people?

Except Loretta is not normal.

Piss off.

You don't want to come, is that it?

No.

I just think that going to see a
comedy show is a bit of a waste
of money.

Tight, like her grandmother.

I'm not tight.

Tight as a nun's mick.

But this is my shout.

Oh, she's so ungrateful. ]

Starving children would give
anything for a bowl of rice.

What's your point?

Well, what they wouldn't give
to go to a comedy show, Loretta.

Gee, let me guess, a bowl of rice?

The arts are wasted on her,
but I could come.

No, you're looking after Jane.

And two guys standing on stage
telling jokes isn't actually art.

Actually, it's just one guy.

The Bennett Brothers is one guy?

Yeah, one left to go
and join a mime troupe.

He left stand-up to do mime?

(LAUGHS) OK, that's funny.

So are you coming?

Yes, but we have to swing
by the office first.

Say bye.

Bye-bye.

♪ Come on now. Give me the
lightning. Give me the lightning.
Give me the lightning.

Hi.

♪ Give me the lightning.

Hey.

♪ Give me the lightning.

I need my laptop.

Whatever.

Graeme.

Hey.

We're just off to
the Bennett Brothers.

The what?

You know, the Bennett Brothers.
Whoo, whoo, whoo. (WHISTLES)

You guys have fun.

That's the plan.

Choice (!)

Right, then.

♪ Bring it down. ♪

Oh, well done, Van.
That was delicious.

Chur, Ray.

Not as smoky as the real thing.

Oh, Van honoured the traditions.
The rest is just heat.

Don't know if our forefathers
would agree with your there, Ray.

Van tells me you and him like
to go fishing. Is that true?

Maybe.

Oh, tomorrow I'll take you up to my
secret fishing spot at the harbour —
my magic spot.

What's magic about it?

Big fat fish leaping
on to your line.

Snapper?
[ Plenty of those.

Gee, if only we were staying (!)

Yeah, stay, bro. We'll go fishing,
bro. You and me — it'll be choice.

Yeah, maybe.

Munter, we should do the washing.
Yeah, but I—

Come on.

You see what's just happened?
We got a choice offer to go fishing.

No, you just got Rayed.

Yeah, but I like fishing,
especially with Van.

Ray wouldn't know a hook from
a sinker. There's no magic spots.

Oh, I guess I'll just
have to see for myself.

Munter, look into my eyes.

There are no magic spots.

In your eyes?

In the harbour, d*ck.

CAR APPROACHES, METAL SQUEAKS

See? I told you she'd be back.

sh*t.

(LAUGHS) No, no, no, no.
It's OK, bro. Your truck's fine.

Get your stupid arse back inside
or you'll feel the back of my hand.

No, that's family v*olence, Dad.

You don't embarrass me
like this. Come on.

Hey, Ray, can I?

Hey, Deleesha,
did you bang your head?

Nah, I'm sweet. (GIGGLES)

She's a good one, your Cheryl.

You let Deleesha jack cars
and go to the pub often?

I can't control everything, boy.

Oh, OK, sit down.

Hey, you're way hotter
than Wayne's last wife.

Flatter me, but you're
still gonna drink this.

What is it?
Salt water so you'll feel better.

Come on. All the way.
Good girl. Yep.

In the morning.

(CHUCKLES)

Cheryl, I'm so embarrassed.

Don't be. Like I said, I've been
there, done that, got the tattoo.

Let's hit the road, eh.

I can't. Gotta fix Ray's letterbox.

I'm still keen on some fishing.

Actually, uh,
I'm not going back, eh.

Really?
Yeah. Yeah, nah,
I'm real good here, Mum.

OK. Well, in that case, we're
definitely staying. Thank you, Ray.

Right, it's all settled, then.

Oh my God, have you see this photo?

Hayden and Jethro being sleazy?

No, this model has bags underneath
her eyes, which for, like, is
unforgivable.

So how was it? Was it funny?

Yeah, I thought so.

OK, well, tell me some jokes.

There was this guy—

God, you're not gonna
tell her the jokes?

I couldn't go — I had to look
after someone else's child.

Maybe you'll find it
more amusing than she did.

I've got a lot on my mind.
Work.

Forget about her. Tell me the joke.

Don't mind me.

Graeme, tell me the joke.

Uh, yeah, OK, so there was a guy and
he had a sock puppet called Condom.

Ew.
It was funny because
it had a hole in it.

(LAUGHS) Oh yeah, that happened to
Corinna Balani, but nobody believed
her, not after the third time.

Ooh, you were so cute.

This bed is a nightmare.

Come on. You were gorgeous.

There's lumps all through it.

Well, I think it's really nice of
Ray to give it up for us. God,
what's up with Van, eh?

He's swallowed the old man's
bullshit, that's what.

Oh, Ray's been really good to him.

Oh yeah, he's a real star (!) Kind
of guy that lets a -year-old hit
the pub and drink-drive.

It's no surprise she's trouble —
growing up without a mum.

What?
Well, her mum walking out
when Deleesha was just a baby.

is hardly a baby.

What, it wasn't
post-natal depression?

Did he say that?

No. No, he didn't.
That was my mistake.

See, it's always someone else's
mistakes. That's why Mum left him —
cos of his mistakes.

Two kids under years old and he's
off making his mistakes with some
slapper in a sawmill.

Look, I know this is hard for you,
but I really think he's doing his
best with her.

By letting her hit the pub?

Well, it's no picnic looking after
a teenage girl. You know that.

Yeah, I know,
and I know what he's like.

Well, he seems sincere.

He got to you.
Wayne, I'm not a f*cking idiot.

That's what he does with
women — he gets to them.

Look, he— I don't know, he seemed
really sorry about what happened
with your mother.

Oh, he did?
Yeah.

In the end, him being an arsehole
was a blessing in disguise, cos
I got a proper father out of it.

We should take Deleesha with us.
What?

She's not gonna be happy
stuck all the way up here,

and it's clear he
can't cope with her.

Christ, how—?

Oh, that bloody old dog.

What?

Nothing.
It didn't sound like nothing.

I'm all right. It's fine.

Morena. How was your sleep?

We're not taking her.
What are you on about?

Deleesha. Softening Cheryl
up with this bullshit.

Have I asked you for this?

You never f*cking ask.
Language.

f*ck you.

I was happy to take in your troubled
stepson. I asked for nothing.

If you asked, it wouldn't be so bad,
but what you do is manipulate.

This is what you get with a child
raised by a Pakeha cop — suspicious.

Whose fault is that?

And what would you know, son?
I know you well enough.

How? I never hear from you.

Well, it's not what
I'd buy myself, but...

You look wonderful — like my sweet
Moana, but more beautiful.

Can we go now?
Ah, later. I want to talk to Van.

I gotta fix the letterbox.

Oh, Christ. Jethro!

Where the hell's Jethro?

Uh, what, he's not here?

Piss off. You'll be late for school.

Yeah, yeah, OK.
Thanks.

It was a great night, girls,
all right? Catch you again soon.

Wow. You're all class (!)

They needed a place to crash, OK?

Yeah, and what's
wrong with your place?

What's that got to do with you?

Because this is my office.

Hey,...

who the hell's this guy?

It's Isaac Anesi?

And?

He's just a young businessman.

What kind of business?

Martial arts, I think.
That's all I know.

Why was he looking
at our business plan?

I don't know.
He was here last night with Jethro.

What does it matter?

You think this is all a dead duck.
What's Jethro up to?

I don't know, Loretta. Jesus Christ,
why don't you go and ask him?

All I know is I need a coffee.

Fine.

FOOTSTEPS APPROACH

Loretta.
This isn't a social visit.

You don't say.
You know about martial arts?

Yeah.
Isaac Anesi — who is he?

Why?
Cos I want to know.

How's Pascalle?
I thought we were
talking about Isaac Anesi.

Anesi has a line
in martial-arts tours.

Kick-boxing fights, that kind
of stuff. He's got connections.

Who to?

He's a wannabe in that PI world.
That's all I know.

Gangs?

I don't really know.

What's this about?
None of your business.

Fine. Could you do something for me?

Say hello to Pascalle.

And risk being stabbed with a nail
file? It'll take a lot more than
hello.

What would you suggest?

Mm, crawling over cut
glass might be a start.

I'd buy tickets for that one.

DOOR OPENS

You want to tell me about
your new buddy Isaac Anesi?
There's not much to tell.

You want to get into kick-boxing?
Or is it more the g*ng connection?
f*ck are you on about?

The thing about gangs
is they like dr*gs,

especially dr*gs that aren't legal.

You don't care about the
reclassification, because
you won't shut down.

Look, the reclassifying thing is a
gift horse, OK? Supply and demand.

What about 'Wests don't do dr*gs'?

What, like you've never
done a line before?

We don't sell illegal dr*gs.

Don't go all sanctimonious on me.

Do you really think that getting
into bed with gangs is a good idea?

Well, it's not gangs.

And when were you
gonna mention this?

To you?

I'm part of this f*cking company.

Yeah, see, the reason I didn't
is cos I knew you'd do this.

I'd want to rip your head off
for being a patronising arse?

Since you got with the tree-hugger,
it's like working with Miss Moral
Majority.

f*ck you, Jethro.
No, f*ck you.

We were taking an opportunity
without you chucking your handbag.

You arrogant cock.

We?

That's right.

We.

Right.

Looking good, but we'll
pack up and go soon, eh?

No, not me.

I might hang round for
a bit longer too, Mr J.

Munter, have you forgotten you've
got a wife back in Auckland?

No, but we haven't fished.

Look around. Do you see a fishing
boat or gear? There's no fishing
trip.

Ray needs me, all right?
He's painting his house.
He can't do it on his own.

What, Ray's painting this place?

[ Yes.

Ray never paints a house unless—

Unless it's Matariki?

No.

Bro, if I gave you a hand, we'd have
this place finished in no time.

Sweet.

Getting the house
ready for sale, eh?

Who said that?

Pissed off the local runanga?
Time to sh**t through?

That is insulting.
What's her name?

Does there have to be a woman?

With you there does.

If you must know, I do have a new
special friend. It's a wonderful
thing, this MyLife.

Oh Jesus, Ray.

You'll like Roimata —
lovely Ngai Tahu girl.

Great. The only iwi
you haven't fleeced yet.

You're not too old for
a clip around the ears.

You need a clip.

Roimata is a woman of independent
means. She runs a nice little pub
in Reefton.

You're gonna put Deleesha in a pub?

Well, tourist hotel.

She's , Ray.

She can't live with a bar
of horny British backpackers.

Are you trying to tell me
how to raise my own daughter?

Somebody needs to.

Do you expect me to
deny my true feelings?

Put your child ahead of
yourself, heaven forbid, Ray.

I care about my children.

You're on this merry journey
through life going through women
and treating your kids like sh*t.

Why do you think I took Van in?

For free renos and sex in Reefton.

I took Van in hoping we might
spend some time together.

[ Don't try this.

We were happy
before your mother left.

Because you were about to move on.

I wouldn't have.
I wanted to work it out.

Don't try and rewrite history.

Fine. Don't listen.

Good. I don't wanna hear bullshit.

When your mother packed you and your
brother in the car, my heart broke.

Yeah, you tried, Ray (!)

I came as soon as I found where
she was. Three weeks it was. I came
desperate to win you all back,

but no, already another
man in her bed — a cop.

I felt such a bloody fool.

No. No, no. She met him later.

Oh, and how old were you? .
You believed everything she
told you. You always did.

Your mother's a proud woman,
but cold when she hardens her heart.

All I wanted is the chance to
get to know my son. That's all.

If you want me to speak to you,
don't leave me abusive messages.

So you aren't a lying, cheating,
former f*cking hairdresser?

I was never a hairdresser.

And I didn't cheat you.

What about these plans
you've been making with Jethro?

Isaac Anesi?
'No, I've never heard of him.'
Oh, right.

I expect to be lied to by Jethro —
with him it's pretty much genetic,

but I didn't expect
it from you, not again.

I wasn't totally up front.

No, no. You lied to me.
You barefaced lied to me.

What are you gonna do, then,
Loretta? Burn my f*cking house down?

Oh, screw you.

We were gonna tell you about it.
Bullshit.

You've haven't been keen on
the direction we've been going in.

Yeah, cos I happen
to have some taste.

No, it's because you've changed.

What? No, I haven't.

Yes, you have.

Since you started seeing Graeme.

Don't you make this about Graeme.

Well, it's true.
What's true?

All right, you've gone
kind of... soft.

Soft?

It's kind of weird.

(SCOFFS) OK.

But do you know what's weirder and
also way sadder? You haven't changed
at all.

(GROANS) f*ck.
You've just gotten older and slimier

as your girlfriends get younger
and younger. You are such a f*cking
disappointment.

I should know that you never change,

and I can't believe I considered
even for a second that we could
get back together,

which is why I didn't consider it.

At all.

♪ You play to win,
almost never do.

How are do you feel about
this move to Reefton?

It doesn't matter.
He doesn't listen to me.

Maybe if you stopped being
a pain the ass, he would.

Oh, there's nothing else to do here.

♪ ...got me so confused. ♪

School going all right, then?

I got kicked out.

What for?

Wagging, dope, smoking in class.

Jesus. When?

Six months ago, maybe seven.

How come nobody told me?

It's not like you ever call.

I'm home-schooling. It's actually
a sweet ride, you know, real cruise.

Ray's home-schooling you?

Well, Van's doing most of it.

He's choice.

Bottom tray collects a lot of fat,
eh. (SNIFFS) It's easier than
a barbie, but...

Van, come and sit down.

Oh, I still got
heaps more to do, eh.

What's this about you
not wanting to come home?

Don't want to, eh.

You know that nark thing's all over?
Falani's sorted it.

Dane Harris is inside. No one
thinks you're a nark any more.

I'm a dickhead.
What?

I'm a f*ck up, Mum.
No, you're not.

If I wasn't, I'd be able to find
those babies, wouldn't I?

Wouldn't I?

I don't know how she could
give them away like that.

Sheree's the f*ck up, love, not you.

Yeah, I should still be
trying to find them. (SIGHS)

Even if they're not mine.

Love, no one blames you
for what's happened.

I'm a f*cking loser, Mum, OK?
At least here no one knows it.

That is not true.

Yeah, it is.

You're OK. If you want to stay here
for a little bit longer, that's OK
too.

Yeah?
It's no big deal.

Shh.

(SNIFFS)

Van's, um, going to stay
on for a bit longer.

Yeah, well, here's the thing.

You didn't tell me you were leaving.

Oh, come on, Van. Sit — e noho.

Nah, I did this work and you're
not even going to enjoy it.

You have to forgive an
old man for finding love.

So it's true?

It seemed insensitive to boast about
my happiness when you've had such
pain with your crazy wahine.

That's good for you, then.

Oh, come on.
It'll take ages to sell.

You can stay here
as long as you like.

Yeah?

You can look after the
place while I'm in Reefton.

When?

Next week. Going for a fortnight.

OK.

So this woman...

Roimata.

Yeah, this Roimata —

she better be hot.

Between you and me, her breasts
are incredible. Large but pert.

Jethro and Hayden are such cocks.

Yeah, well, you knew that already,
so why are you so surprised?

At least you've got Graeme.

What has that got
to do with anything?

Well, he's so lovely.

Yeah, OK, having a boyfriend does
not solve the world's problems.

Well, it definitely helps,

especially if the sex is good.
Don't listen, Janie. So is it good?

I'm not telling you.

Well, I'd tell you.

I wouldn't want to know.

Look, just focus on
the beautiful positive.

If you hate Jethro and Hayden,
don't have anything to do with them,

and then you can spend some more
time with the lovely Graeme.

Oh, you are such a dirty girl.
Is it in your eye? It's in your eye.

We did kinda go behind her back.

Oh, get over it. She'll calm down.
You reckon?

You are such a p*ssy.

If it isn't the dynamic duo (!)

Hi. Have you come
to lecture us again?

Nah, I'm here to tell you that I'm
out. I quit, and you will pay me
every cent that I'm owed.

(SCOFFS) OK.

Jethro, don't try to screw me over.

Hang on. No one is
trying to do that.

Well, since you always lie,
I really can't believe that.

Look, it's fine. OK?

Resignation accepted.

Great.

Cool. Hey, one thing.

Before you go, could
you clear your stuff out?

What?

Well, the free ride's over.
Pack your sh*t and get out.

GENTLE HUM OF CICADAS

I know it's probably not what we
need right now, but I think we
should take Deleesha back.

Why did you change your mind?

Well, maybe the old man's not
so bad. Nobody's perfect.

You talked to him, did you?

(CHUCKLES) It had to happen.
He is my father.

I just hope I make a better
job of it than he did.

You'll be the best.

REGGAE MUSIC PLAYS

(KNOCKS)

What?

How would you feel about coming
back with us to Auckland?

What, like, for a visit?

No, live for a while.
No pressure, just an idea.

Is it true you own
a lingerie company?

More or less. Why?

Well, Van says his brother runs it.

Yup. It might be a bit hard being
away from your dad, you know,
but have a think about it.

What's there to think about?
You see, I'm already packed.

(LAUGHS)

I'm heading home, bro.

What about the fishing trip?
You know, the paint job?

Nah, I'm done here.

Probably for the best, eh. And
there's some stuff back at home that
I might need your help with, bro.

What is it?
Well, I can't say here.

Why not?
Cos it's too big.

How big?

(SIGHS) On a scale of bigness,
it's, like, massive, man.

And there's only one place that
I'd feel comfortable asking you
something that big.

Well, where's that?

Somewhere special.
How special?

My Turangawaewae.
Rusty.

Yeah, man. We smoke a fat one in
the car park, bro, sink a few beers.

Choice.

I'm not speaking to you any more.

Did you really think about it?

About us getting back together.

For about three seconds.

Only three.

. . And I was completely right,
because I could never be involved
with someone who did this to me once

and has now done it to me again.

And now I'm happy because I don't
have to see you again. Ever.

You might if I'm picking up Jane.

Jane's involved?

She is our daughter.
Our daughter?

It's a fact, Loretta.

Hayden, there is no 'our'. Not after
this. Not after what you've done to
me.

It was business.
If there's anything else?

Yeah.

Yeah, I happen to think there's
more to life. And, uh,...

I didn't realise you felt
quite so strongly about me.

Well, I do.

You do?

What I feel...

is that you should get the message

and f*ck off

forever.

Forever.

I'm only sorry you couldn't
stay a little longer.

Take care of yourself, Ray.

Hei kona.

Come here.
Oh!

I've got something for you to
remember our special time together.

It'd be a pounamu, bro.
It's always a pounamu.

Oh, that'll be the day.

Can we just get out of here?

sh*t my balls.

Munter.

Hey, we ain't taking that.

Hey, it's the least I can do
after all you've done for me.

You're a good son.

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Shame we couldn't
take the couch, eh.

We should get one in Auckland.

Yeah.

(LAUGHS)

(LAUGHS)

f*ck.
What?

You old bastard. He made me do it,

and he made me think
I wanted to do it.

What? Take back
the multi-kai cooker?

Nah.

You're a good son.

I always knew you
wouldn't let me down.

He Rayed me. He totally Rayed me.

Well, he is an old charmer.

No, he's an old...

Now I know where you got it from.

(LAUGHS)

I miss the office.

You're better off out of it. On the
upside, now you can even work while
we're having sex.

Yeah.

I thought this might cheer you up.
What is it?

Oh, it's just a picture of a hotel
in this place called Raro.

Why would that cheer me up?

Well, it's a little thing known as
a holiday. Best of all, I'm paying.

Graeme, that is so nice.

Well, you deserve a break.
Sun, beaches, mai tais.

I can't go.

Oh, you haven't got a passport?

(LAUGHS) No.

I can't go...

because I have to call this off —

us.

Wow.
It's not you, OK?

Don't do that one. It's—

No, it's not you.

Why?

Well,...

it's hard to explain, and it
doesn't even really make sense.

I just know that we're
not right for each other.

So who is right for you?

No one.

What about Jane's dad?

No, I hate him.

You get pretty animated
when he's mentioned.

Yeah, well, it shows you
how much I hate him.

Right.

I'm really sorry, because
I really do like you.

Like, not love.

I don't do love.

That's a shame.

I wish I could. You're a great—

You know, I'm going to opt for
skipping the 'let's be friends'
speech, if you don't mind.

OK. That's fine.

I don't do the 'let's be friends'
thing either.

Well, I'll see ya.

REGGAE MUSIC

(CACKLES)

Hey, Graeme.
Hey, Ranger Graeme.

Hey, Graeme!
Check out the kai cooker.

Excellent for completely legal
and right-sized paua.

[ Graeme!

Maybe he lost a tree.

[ Must be a big one.

So, Deleesha, this is it.

Wow.
Can you help with this kai—?

Later, Mr J.
The Rusty calls, brother.

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HELLO SAILOR'S
'GUTTER BLACK' PLAYS

♪ 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.'