01x05 - Episode 5

[bunniefuu]

The train
on platform number 19

is for all stations
to Bankstown via Strathfield.

First stop, Redfern...

Next stop - Redfern.

-The hell is this?
-Oh!

Can I have five minutes, please?

But a dress?

I thought it would suit you.

Eugh!
Mo's pissing outside again!

Mo, stop it please!

I can't!

You realise that your need
for my wardrobe to be femme

is a result of your
internalised misogyny?

Love a TED talk
while I'm taking a slash.

Right, get out!

Why are you wigging out?

- This is for him.

Can someone get my phone?
It might be Dad!

Why are you
such an attention wh*re?

Did I redecorate the house
with my fragile ego?

Best and Fairest...
-Hello?

Jubilee High School
Most Improved, Moses Haleem.

Are you serious?

I know, I...

What am I supposed to tell them?

Alright, I'll talk to you then.

Told you not to bother.

How am I the one copping
it? I'm the only one being real.

Sorry he flaked on you again.

Mum and Mo are in denial.

Mm, maybe they're just
taking time

to, like, process
the disappointment.

We've had our whole lives.

You know you didn't have to
come and check on me.

But the snacks, though?

Oh, stale. We should
probably throw them out.

Do you know how much waste

is produced by supermarkets
every day?

Hey, Maya, could you...

Do you know how much waste

comes from supermarkets
every single day?

Yeah, 'cause I work in one
and so do you.

Unless you hang around on shift
just for fun.

Technically, I still have
one minute left of my break.

-Better make it count, then.
-You too!

Sorry, but how is she a manager?

Isn't she, like,
literally our age?

She's 18.

Whatever.

Isn't it ill*gal

to, like, talk to someone
on their break?

-So annoying.
-Mm.

Hey, Maya! How are ya?

And, dear actors,
eat no onions nor garlic

for we are to utter
sweet breath.

Bottom?
'Midsummer Night's Dream'?

That play that you're studying?

Um, that'll come to...

Yes. Yep.

Read your Shakespeare.

Have a good night, sir.

You OK?

He'll come in a couple of weeks.

Sure.

I've got the perfect brush
for this.

It's a bit bigger than
the toothbrush, which...

Read the room, Mum.

He bought condoms
off me yesterday.

What?!
I know.

No!
Mm.

Oh, I want to be sex-positive,
but ew!

Right?

He's a sub for sure.

Wait, do you think
he bought them for...

-Oh, my God.

-I know!
-Hold on, wait.

Chalmers-Davis.

Pavis?

Chalmers-Davark.

- That's good.

Wait.

Oh, my God!

Big mum energy?

It's, like, obviously
I'm gonna go to the game.

It's the first one back since...

Yeah, I know.

I thought we were all
going together.

She's literally so extra
when it comes to Mo.

Can he even play, though,
with his arm?

He called me an attention wh*re.

Oh, I've been called that
before.

Mm.

-Um, thanks.
-It's fine.

It's, like, if you're not the
main character all the time,

you'll literally die
or something.

But not in a bad way.

I need to go to the library.

I said not in a bad way.

"Therefore is
winged Cupid painted blind."

Oi! So, Helena is distressed.

Guys! Bowie
and Miss Parker are a thing.

I know.

She's so desperate.

Right? He bought 'doms
off me yesterday.

And he's allergic to latex.

I think that means
he's allergic to pine nuts.

OK, Scooby g*y.

Oi! Oi!

What's funny, folks?

Nothing, sir.

Maya, why is winged Cupid
painted blind?

-Diversity.

OK, a serious answer, maybe?

Diversity quotas
are very serious.

Such a try-hard.

Oi, what was that, Mo?

-Mo's IBS is peaking, sir.

-Can we focus?

Hey, fam.
-Gus, take a seat.

Can anybody help me out with
what this passage is about?

Nice shoes.

- f*ck off.
Oi! Cut it out.

Gus, sit down.

Come on.

I refuse to believe

that no-one here
can relate to, um,

you know, liking someone
who doesn't you back.

Draw me like
one of your French girls.

Gus! Let's pretend
to give a sh*t, mate!

"Love looks not with the eyes
but with the mind,

"and therefore
is winged Cupid painted blind."

-What is Helena saying?
Are you sure...

Come on, mate,
what does she mean?

Helena is thirsty, like Jews
crossing the desert thirsty.

No. What else?

Um, nothing matters,
not looks or whatever.

Yeah, and...?

Her heart
knows what it wants.

Doesn't matter
if Demetrius is a big derro

with dumb white shoes.

And why?

Because Cupid
is a dirty little perve.

Alright.

-You were so close!
Very close.

You nearly had it, mate.

Gus! Gus.

Is this for me?

-You guys coming to the game?
-Yeah. Everyone's going.

For real?

I'm only going
for his mental health.

-Thank you.
-Oh, wow.

So you don't even
wanna watch me play?

Too bad that's a weapon, son.

They won't let him play
with that on.

Alan! Alan!

Alan!

Alan!
Alan!

Hey! Jesus!

Oh, I am so sorry, Del.

What?

It's... It's 8 o'clock.

Sorry, I didn't know.
I didn't know.

It's OK.

Fancy a dip?

Oh, no, no, no.

I, um... No, I should get
another hour before work.

Yeah, but the jets are
better than sleep.

No, thank you.

See?

I feel like a poached egg.

Yum!

Sometimes the pain
is so intolerable

I feel like I almost...

..I feel like I can't live
inside my own body.

But this helps.

Why don't you take me away
somewhere for a minute?

Hm?

Tell me what's been
happening with you.

Um...he was supposed
to visit again this week.

No!

Last-minute change of plans.

Again?

Poor Mo. He's so devastated.

And Maya, I mean, I...
I know she's angry.

And what about you?

Feels unfair.

I...

I shouldn't have said that.

Oh, no, you can't lie
to the bubbles.

I'm fine. I'm fine.

Being alone has its charms.

Maybe you should
make it official.

Hm?

He's a good man, Lucy.

White? Red? You want a glass?

Bottle? Bottle.

Mm?
-Mm.

Uh, hello!

Hey, could we please get
a bottle of chablis? Thanks.

FYI, I come from a long line
of messy drunks.

Oh, let's get mocktails.

-Oh, no...
-No, I love a nojito.

No, really, mate, it's good,
thank you.

The chablis is great, thanks.

-Nice top, by the way.
-Oh. Yeah, you like?

Yeah, no, it's great.
I, uh, like it.

-Have you ever...
-Do you want something to eat?

..been snowboarding?

-Snowboarding?
-Yeah.

-No.
-Me neither, actually.

Oh.

I'm just gonna go there.
How are you, really?

What do you mean?

Someone has to check in
on the wellbeing teacher.

Well...

Thanks.

If you want honesty,

I'm feeling like my resilience
is at an all-time low.

Oh.

I want to say it's because of
all the extra...

-Like, wellbeing and...

But actually,

I think I'm flirting with
a bit of an identity crisis.

Oh! I...I get it. I...

I remember being so enthralled
by my English teacher.

I'm...I'm not sure I'm
enthralling anyone, you know?

Oh, how did we get there
so quickly?

Could I have been an artist?

Is there some
'Sliding Doors' moment

where I really just
ballsed it up?

And now I'm doing
even more hours,

so by the time Sunday night
comes around

I've had another week
without even thinking about

what I would paint,
if I did have the chance.

Hey. Hey. You're an artist.

Did you know that, um...
Who was it?

..Van Gogh had sold, like,
one painting when he died.

I'm intimidated
by half my students.

Yeah. Yeah, I'm, um...
I'm intimidated by pelicans.

Really? What?

I think, yeah...like, I got
chased by one at Port Stephens

when I was a kid.

It chased me
all the way to the car.

-It was just f*ck' horrific.

Oh, far out.

You're so sweet.

Yeah, I've heard that, yeah.

Well, I heard you have
a cute apartment.

Just so you know...

Mm?

I've never dated anyone...

..so nice before.

Hey, uh, you know what?
I'm actually pretty wasted.

I don't mind
if you don't finish.

It's not... It's not...
It's not that. It's, um...

You know, it's actually not fair

to let me say a load
of vulnerable sh*t

and then be freaked out by it.

No, no. No, no, no, that's...

No, but yes, that's exactly
what's going on here?

No, no, I'm not freaking out.

I'm just, um...

I just don't think
that I wanna have drunk sex.

With you.

Oh. Um...

OK, we can...

Ok.

Sorry, is that... Is that OK?

Uh, yeah.

Um...

..I should probably go.

I'll...I'll book you an Uber.

Oh. Thanks.

How are things at home?

My house is so depressing

it needs its own
mental health plan.

Dad was supposed to come
and visit,

but surprise, he piked,
because...

Mm.

Actually, I don't know why.

Can we not?

Sure.

Uh...

How are you going
with your electives?

I'm really loving 3-unit math.

You know you don't
have to entertain me.

What's that supposed
to mean?

I know it can feel easier
to joke around,

but it's OK to be real.

You wanna be real?

Word is your medium-sized-d*ck
boyfriend has a latex allergy.

Hey.

Shall we go for a walk?

This isn't walking, sir!

Come on!

Water.

You wanna tell me
what's going on?

My family's a bin fire.
How are you?

This is where
you explain yourself.

Family's big stuff.

You don't want to
say your piece about it?

Not if it means
that everyone else

gets to say their dumb sh*t!

Sorry, but if I hear

one more piece of advice,

I'll scream!

It's like nobody gets anything.

Why isn't everyone screaming?

Maybe they are. Inside.

People are good pretenders.

What's the point of it all?

Oh! Is that all you wanna know?

There are people who give
others, and themselves,

time to work stuff out.

To figure out
if they even like stuff.

And there are people who don't.

Which kind do you want to be?

They'll get there,
and so will you.

Ok?

First thing,
a written apology to Ms Park,

on my desk tomorrow.

-Thank you, Mr Ioane.
Thank you, Mr Ioane.

Great, let's go.

Naturally, there's a lot
of emotion today.

Our first game back
without our captain.

So I don't want you to worry
about the score,

I don't want you to care
if we win or not.

All I care about
is that you keep your heads.

Listen to Mo
and take care of each other.

And absolutely smash
those c**ts.

Yeah, sure we will.

Alright, come on, let's
bring it in. Come on, boys.

We know
who we're playing for.

Yeah.

He was my mate.
He was all of our mates.

Yeah.

He had every single one of our
backs every time we played.

Yeah, man.
That's it.

He didn't give a sh*t
about rep honours,

'cause he gave a sh*t about us.

And he f*cking hated
Marrickville!

-Alright, let's go, boys!
Yeah!

Go, Jubilee. Get it, Jubilee!

Get it, get it, get it,
get it, get it!

Yeah, good, Jubilee. Come on!

Yes, boys, that's what
I like to see!

Go, go! Let's go!

Go, b*tch, suck on that bottle!

f*ck off!

Don't know who's hotter.

Just kick it!

-Whoo! Whoo!

Yes!

f*ck' yes!

Come on, boys, we've got this.

Alright then, boys!

Come on, come on, come on!

Oh, yes, go!

Let's f*ck' go!

Yes!

Come on, boys!

-Yeah!
-Whoo!

Um, what is she...

-Are you mad at me?
-Why would I be mad at you?

Hey.

-Hey.
-How you doing?

-Good, how are you?
-Good.

OK, boys, bring it home!

Come on!

Whoa!

Hey!

-Get off me, mate.

-Even your friends, bro.
-f*ck' emergency.

f*ck' inbred.

-Get off me!

Hey, boys! Boys!
-What the f*ck, man?

Gus, you f*cking chill, bro.

Back the f*ck off.
Get the f*ck off him.

Alright, that's enough.
That's a red card.

-Look what you f*ck' did.
-You're delusional!

-Shut up!
-He's delusional!

Shut the f*ck up, bro. Shut up!

-Shut up, bro.

Oh, my God.

-Shut the f*ck up.
Mo! Mo! Mo!

Just finish it.

Mo!
Get off, bro.

-Get off.
-We're supposed to be a team.

Mo, go cool down.

But he's a dog!

-Mo!
That's it, that's it.

This game is over.

-f*ck this.
Boo!

Get off the pitch!

You're embarrassing yourselves!

-You suck!
-f*ck off and die!

Sorry.

I guess that's it.

You wanna hang out?

Mo!

Mo, wait! Hey.

Stop trying to be a thing,
Maya.

f*ck off!

Stop!

Oh!

Hey! I got fish and chips!

Hey, hey, hey, hey,
get the plate please, Maya.

Mr Ioane called me today.

Did he tell you
I was a sh*t captain?

No.

They still won.

We actually forfeited.

What? You were up, like,
four-nil. That's bullshit.

What happened, MoMo?

He actually k*lled it.

Although probably
a good thing Dad wasn't there

to see you go b*tch mode.

It didn't sound all that funny.

I'm sure if Dad was there
he would have been very proud.

But he isn't, is he?

He's never here.

Well, he would if he could.

Broken record much?

Right, let's just enjoy
some fish and chips.

But she's right.

He's never gonna be here.

-This isn't happening.
-Have you been at him?

-It's actually obvious.
-No, it's just obvious.

-OK.
-God, stop trying so hard.

Ok!

You know, I can't
with you two sometimes!