01x01 - Sort Of Gone

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["Major Cycle" by Mighty Haviah]

What's happening?

What are you talking about?

What are you doing?

Nothing.

Baby, I said no gifts.

Why does your birthday
cringe you so much?

Cos...

Oh, my God, you're opening it.

OK, so there's a pack of
dry noodles in there.

Remember, from that weekend
we first hooked up, and...

Anyway, the card is
gonna blow you away.

I think you're gonna love it.

Post Malone floors? But...

You hate Post Malone.
- So much.

But you "true love" Post Malone.

I told you, Sabi,
I told you a thousand times

I didn't want anything
for my birthday.

I didn't want any of this.

You don't see me.

You don't actually see me.

And sometimes, it feels like
you don't even wanna try.

Wow, that's like the worst thing
anyone's ever said to me.

I told—-
- ♪ Happy bir... ♪

No.

["Oh no" by Carmen Elle]

♪ Oh no ♪

♪ Oh, oh, oh, oh ♪

♪ Ooh, eee ♪

Are you listening to me?

Are you listening?

Are you listening?

Are you listening to me?

Are you listening to me?

Are you listening to me?

Totally.

Yeah, and so she didn't invite me
to her birthday party

so I threw some dead-a*s shade
directly on her face.

I was just like,
"You're pretty forgetful, Maddy."

And everyone was like, "Oh!"

OK, two things.

One, it's good you pulled
a ♪.Lo and not a Mariah

and two, you're still not using
"dead-a*s" or "shade" properly.

Who's Jello?

You don't know ♪.Lo?
Oh, my God.

They are both artists
who fought hard

and accepted that rejection
will never ever stop

no matter what I do.

OK.

What are you doing home?

Our receptionist is wearing
the exact same skirt.

I have to burn this now.
You want?

I don't accept hand-me-downs
from you anymore.

Oh, wait, but it's high-waisted,
so, OK.

Hey, are you just gonna
avoid Mum's calls forever?

Not a fair question.

She calls me way more
than she calls you.

Because I have a job.

I have two jobs.

I have a real job.
Get up, it's the middle of the day.

OK.

And Mum just wants to talk to you!

It's not like
it's your gender-reveal party.

OK.

7VEN:
Are you listening, Sabi?

Sabi, are you listening to me?

Sabi, are you listening to me?

Totally.

Then they said they're open to
deepening their relationship with me

at other galleries
in the foreseeable future.

And I was like,
"Pfft, what does that mean?"

Are these chia vulvas?
— So there I am thinking

"I'm getting
a very subtle brush-off"

and then they offer me...

Are you ready?
- Yep.

You seem weird.
- I'm not.

You sure?
- Yep.

Berlin.

They offered you the city
in Germany?

Da!
- That's Russian.

To work at a gallery
in the queerest city in the universe.

Germany literally legalized
a third—gender option

on birth certificates.

Can you imagine curating there?

Well, paid-intern shipping there.

Sabi, I'm gonna have
the most delicious orgy!

God is, like, good!

Yeah, totally Allahu Akbar.

You never wanted a nanny.

No, it's not that I never wanted one.
It's... it's that I... I...

Hiya, kiddos!

SABI: Hi.
- Hi.

Bye.

Yo, what are you doin' home?

Half-day at work.

You, uh, have a moment?

What? Now?

Um, kids, get ready for taekwondo!

I'm not able to take on more hours

if that's what this is about.

Oh no, it's not.

Don't come down for a sec!

Why don't you want me
to come down?

Don't come down!

Fine!

So yeah, it's...
it's not about more hours. Um...

Bessy and I have been talking

and we're... we're feeling like

Violet and Henry
are getting to this age

where they might not need
a nanny anymore.

And since |I've moved my practice
to the downstairs office

I'm always here, so...
— Oh, my God, this is so hard.

You're so real.

Thank you for being so real.

I mean, I... I'm glad our kids
have been exposed to you.

I'm... I'm glad
I exposed myself to them.

So yeah, we're thinking that, um,
you could stay on

until school breaks for Christmas

and then that's it.

Oh, Merry Christmas to me.

You gonna find another family?
Cos we can help.

It can be difficult
to find the right set-up

for someone like you.
— Someone like me?

Right, yeah. Um, taekwondo!

Let's go!

Oh, wait, do you guys still need me
to take them to taekwondo?

Yeah.
- Mm-hmm.

Hi, I'm sorry I'm late.
Go, go, go.

OK, bye!

Hi.

Oh, my God, queen,
you are so edgy!

Having an open relationship with Lewis
and you didn't tell me?

King, what are you talking about?

Oh.

Uh, don't look at
Mackenzie Kilinghall's socials.

Lewis' ex?

Are you looking at it?

I'm gonna look again.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God, she's so f*ck.

I love that little belt she's wearing.

Oh, sh*t, he's cheating on me...

and he went back to women.

Oh, my God,
her hair is so glossy!

Please stop complimenting her.

Stupid cis—-normie men
and their cis—normie boners.

I'm gonna steal the baby
they're hoping will give them purpose

and sell it on the black market.

You're with a fake-a*s q*eer

who thinks he's woke every time
he they/theroe you, Sabi.

Intervention time.

Meet me after work.

I'ma give you some tough love.

Well, that is your thing.

Before I do,
I'm gonna ask you some questions

to help you process.

Oh, yeah?
Well, I appreciate that.

Are you in the right place
in your life?

In terms of...

Are you using any of the skills
you learned in electricity school?

Electrician school?
- Maybe no?

Because you couldn't find an
apprenticeship where you felt safe?

Because where we live
is a cis—hetero hellscape?

I would not call this city
a "cis-hetero" —...

Sabi, are you happy living
with your straight-a*s sister

dating your h*m*-ish boyfriend,
and working dumb jobs?

You were just trimming a vag bush.

Sabi, things are gonna get worse

unless you seize every opportunity
to be your fullest self.

Don't you know anything?

Like, what are you hoping
will happen, huh?

That you'll just keep being the way you are
and everything's magically gonna change?

Because they're about to, b*tch.

Move to Berlin with me, rent-free.

What?
- Didn't we fantasise about this

ever since we saw Cabaret together
when movies were still a thing?

Haven't we taken
all of our q*eer steps together

since you were the Hosanna
to my Cuirette in Grade 10 Drama?

Berlin is, like,
totally q*eer-everlasting

until-my—contract—is—up freedom!

We leave Monday.

Uh, sorry, like the day after Sunday?

You're a part-time nanny
and a four-times-a-week bartender.

Your life needs this.

Wow, Monday?

Can I at least get some deciding time?

Girl, you know what
you're gonna say.

You're gonna say "yes".

["Oh My" by Haviah Mighty]

♪ Climb the crescendo
I leave you behind, lo siento ♪

♪ I do not comprendo
the reason you still around me ♪

♪ But I'll slow up the tempo,
like this ♪

♪ Oh, my, my, my, my ♪

♪ I can't wait for you ♪

♪ Don't cry, cry, cry, cry... ♪

Hey, sweet coffee cake,
I need your help.

I don't know where these books go.

It's OK, Deenzie, I'll help you.

You are a lightsaber.

♪ Oh, my, my, my ♪

♪ Oh, my, my, my, my ♪

♪ I can't wait for you ♪

♪ Oh, my, my, my, my ♪

Bessy? Hey.

I mean, "You don't see him"?

Yeah, yeah, whatever.

Sabi, you see everybody.

You gotta dump his a*s.

OK, sure, thanks.

You know, he always touches my face
when he kisses me

and I... I just hate my face
being touched.

Are you still gonna feel comfy
letting me drag this stuff out of you

when you're not on the payroll?

I like being this person for you.

Well, I'm never comfy.

That's true.

You just have military-grade
interrogation tactics.

So, I didn't wanna let you go.

Um, it was partially a money thing.

I mean, with Paul,
sort of always has been.

Plus, weirdly,
I think that you threaten him.

But, I mean,
now it's sort of impossible

to argue with him,
because of how old the kids are.

You don't have to explain this to me.

Yeah, I do.

I'm sorry that Paul was such a f*ck-wad.

It's just, um...

this family is everything to him.

Everything, which is good.

It's suffocating, but...

I'm gonna miss you.

I'm not dying.

Are you gonna miss me?

What?

Um...

Is that even, like,
a serious question”?

Oh, hey, hey, maybe, um...

don't ride your bike home.

You see that painting?

["Abstractly Clinical"
by Mighty Haviah]

I like that.

♪ I get a lot from you ♪

♪ I think the world of you ♪

♪ This is my monologue ♪

♪ I wanna talk to you ♪

♪ I eliminate,
my brain keeps goin' ♪

♪ Ain't goin' ♪

So, um...

You wanna talk about yesterday, don't you?

Yes, I do.

Cos we fired you?

I wouldn't exactly call it a "firing".

It totally was.

I was eavesdropping.
Shady, I know.

That is shady.
Nice usage.

See? You're growing up.
You don't even need a nanny anymore.

True. Anyway, I'm good with it.

Nannying is not a career,
and you're a super smart person

so you should probably
get your S together.

Oh, my God, Vi, I'm very aware
that nannying is not my calling.

HENRY: Sabi?
- Yep?

Are you pickin' us up
from school today?

Yeah, baby.

Are we gonna be late?
— You're not gonna be late!

I told you a thousand times

I didn't want anything
for my birthday.

I didn't want any of this.

You don't see me.

You don't actually see me.

And sometimes, it feels like
you don't even wanna try.

Hey, kiddo.

How was your day?

It had a weird flavour.

You wanna talk about it?

No.

Hey, where's Vi?

Uh, back yard. Trampoline.

Got it.

Yeah, my day had a...
a bit of a weird flavour, too.

Patient overload, I think.

How was your day?
- Gotta go.

I... I think we had a...
a misunderstanding yesterday.

When I said it might be hard
to find another family

for someone like you,
I didn't mean someone like you.

It's whatever.
- No, I meant someone who's so...

guarded.

I think it takes a lot for you
to trust people.

Phone's ringing.

I Know.

Who is it?

My mum.

Everything OK?
- Yep.

You sure you don't wanna talk about it?

If I did, why would I talk to you?

Wow, um...

You don't have to pretend to care, Paul.

OK, we don't...

we don't have to talk about it.

Are you pickin' us up
after school tomorrow?

Yes, baby.

Hi, you've reached Sabi. I...

Hey.
- Is Elle Fanning here?

Who?
- Ma-f*ck'-Kenzie

who you spent your Dirty 30 with.

Sabi——
- That's who you cheat on me with?

I walked around
with a rock in my stomach

thinking I wasn't seeing you.

Like, how... how stupid am I?

Right?
OK, wait, actually, no.

I'm not stupid, you're stupid,
cos you're the one who lied.

So I'd like you to say it.

Say that you are a stupid liar.

I'm a stupid liar.

["Oh No" by Carmen Elle]

♪ I don't want you callin' ♪

♪ I don't want you waitin'... ♪

Don't touch my face.

Also, consider your a*s dumped.

♪ I don't want you lonely ♪

♪ Oh, no ♪

This... this whole door
needs to be changed. Fix your door!

♪ Eh, oh, no ♪

Sabi?

Mum...

wh... what are you doing here?

I risk being m*rder*d
coming downtown at night.

You can at least acknowledge
my bravery.

What?

Why is your back to me?

What are you wearing?

♪ ... just cos
you're not working anymore

doesn't mean you can come over
anytime you want.

We need to get you into classes
or something.

Uh, can I take
Cardi B dance class with you?

No!

Why aren't you looking at me?

Turn around and look at your amma.

You...

your face...

You're...

crying.

Wait, that's all you wanna say?

I can't remember
the last time I saw you cry.

Are these my bangles?

Yes.

I'm going to go home now maybe.

Mum?

Can I have the chicken?

Oh, f*ck.

What happened?

Uh, make it quick,
in list form if you can.

I've got a booty call
in the bedroom.

Oh, my God, it finally happened.

Like, Mum just saw me in makeup.

Holy sh*t.

What did Mum say?

Kind of nothing.

And what did you say?

Oh, my God, nothing.

Mum and I are never gonna
talk again, are we?

Nope.

Call 7ven.

I'll never check this.

Hey, I've, um, made my decision

and I'm gonna say it
on voicemail

because I know
you're probably sleeping

and I can't wait for you
to get your regular 13 hours.

But I do wanna hear you scream

so call me back
the second you get this message.

OK, are you ready?

I'm saying "yes" to you, papi

and "yes" to Berlin.

["Major Cycle" by Mighty Haviah]

Violet, Henry, school!

PAUL:
Yeah. Yeah, I'm on my way.

Yeah.

Hey, uh, Bessy got into an accident

on her bike on the way to work.
- Oh. Is... is she OK?

Uh, she's non-responsive.
— What does that mean?

It... it means
she's non-responsive.

She's in an ambulance.

Can you stay with the kids until, uh,
I don't know. Until I call?

But, uh, but call me if anything, um...

Yeah, go.

Thank you.

What happened?

Hello?

We 're going to Berlin!

We 're going to Berlin!

Baby, we're goin' to Berlin!
- 7ven, I can't, um—-

Did I mention
we're goin' to Berlin!

I can't... I can't talk right now. Bye.
- Oh, my God! Sabi—-

What happened?

Um...

["Abstractly Clinical" by Mighty Haviah]

♪ I get a lot from you ♪

♪ I think the world of you ♪

♪ This is my monologue ♪

♪ I wanna talk to you ♪

♪ I eliminate, my brain keeps goin' ♪

♪ And goin' ♪

♪ And goin'

♪ And goin' ♪

♪ It's a mile a minute,
got my head in the clouds ♪

♪ I cannot remember
what you said to me now ♪

♪ Anyway, I thought that you was... ♪