01x04 - Feeding Chickens

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(DEEP BREATHING)

(DEEP BREATHING CONTINUES)

(UNEASY MUSIC BUILDS)

(DEEP BREATHING CONTINUES)

(UNEASY MUSIC)

(INAUDIBLE)

(UNEASY MUSIC INTENSIFIES)

(GASPS)

(VACUUM CLEANER HUMS)

(SIGHS)

(SQUEAKING)

Ah, he has arisen.

Hmm. So charming!

Yeah, OK.

Coffee's on the table.

Hey, uh, keys,

I will leave them

over here.

OK.

Just in case you might wanna

visit someone.

Look, he invited you in for a cuppa.

He obviously wants to connect.

Well, um, I'll see you later, eh?

(DOOR SHUTS)

(COWS MOO)

(CROCKERY CLACKS)

(DOOR OPENS, ENTRY BELL CHIMES)

- (DOOR SHUTS)

- CAZ: Anahera?

- Hey.

- Hello.

Oh, I, um

I I fill in for Anahera sometimes.

But she was coming here.

Yeah, no, she, uh

she's got this thing.

Right.

I I fill in for Anahera

Oh, I said that. Um

Yeah, cool.

Looking for something

for Dad. A peace offering.

Yeah.

He's really into, um,

collecting old International

Geographics now.

The, uh (CLEARS THROAT)

we harass a lost tribe for your

viewing pleasure' kind or ?

No, no, no, no, I

I I bin those ones.

More like, um, Maui's

monster waves. Jaws.

Yeah. I got this real sick one

on, um, Highland cows for him.

Yeah, loved it. (CHUCKLES)

He's lucky you've been around, eh?

Nah.

I could be a nuisance. (CHUCKLES)

I'm I'm lucky, if anything.

Your dad's been real good to me.

So, you you gonna stick around

town for a little bit, or ?

Oh, yeah, my car's

gonna cost a b*mb to fix.

Oh.

But I kinda wanna stick

around for a bit anyway.

Yeah.

(DOOR OPENS, ENTRY BELL CHIMES)

(DOOR SHUTS)

- You all right?

- Um

Look, last last night, um

- Yeah.

- It wasn't

- Um

- (BELL CLANGS, DINGS)

Um

I'm not g*y.

OK. Um

Well, I'm just telling

you so you know uh,

it was a little bit g*y,

because you're a guy and

I'm a guy.

Yeah.

Look, hey, I've thought about

that sort of thing before

like, guys. But, you know,

I think a lot of stuff,

like what's up with lime-flavoured milk?

(CHUCKLES SOFTLY) Really?

Yeah. You ever tried

it? It's disgusting.

Nah, guys.

Well, yeah.

- Like I (STAMMERS)

- (BELL CLANGS, DINGS)

WHISPERS: f*ck.

I haven't done anything, like,

you know, 'cos Rūrangi's

- Yeah.

- And

And then there's this.

Yeah.

I thought this was

gone, but, like

Um, yeah, I'm gonna take this.

And, um, how much is that?

Enjoying it?

Um, yeah.

I've read this one before, but

her later stuff is much better.

(CHUCKLES) Whina Rangi.

(CHUCKLES) I'll take the compliment.

Wait.

You're Whina? This Whina Rangi?

Last time I checked.

You here for the class?

Yeah, I'm I'm Anahera.

Total newbie.

That book's not for beginners.

Yes.

Well, it's hard learning with people,

and I just didn't wanna sound

- I guess I left it too late.

- Late, eh?

I've taught people three

times older than you, girl.

- Might be late for class.

- Oh!

Keep telling them that clock is slow.

You know, it used to be that

we were supposed to feel shame

for speaking the Māori language.

Now we're meant to feel

shame for not speaking it.

Who benefits from our shame?

WOMAN: Who do you think you are? Right?

- (SPEAKING MĀORI) Hello.

- CLASS: Hello.

Huh.

(SPEAKING MĀORI)

(DOOR OPENS)

Hm.

(PENSIVE MUSIC)

Dad.

(THUNDER RUMBLES DISTANTLY)

(PENSIVE MUSIC)

(SOFT, SLOW PIANO MUSIC)

(RAIN PATTERS)

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(RAIN PATTERS)

(GENTLE PIANO MUSIC)

(WATER TRICKLES)

(GENTLE PIANO MUSIC CONTINUES)

(DRILL WHIRRS)

(DRILL WHIRRS)

- Hey.

- Hey.

- What's this?

- Doing your guttering.

Well, you're doing it

wrong. Where's the downpipe?

Well, I haven't got to that yet.

You start with the downpipe.

Come down.

Come down!

I'm trying to help you.

I don't need your bloody

help. I can do my guttering.

Can you even climb a ladder?

- What's that supposed to mean?

- Your leg.

(CHUCKLES DRILY) You've been

a man for, what, five minutes,

and now you think you know more than me?

I've been a man my whole

life; you just didn't see it.

You never gave me the bloody chance.

And how would that've gone down, eh?

Exactly. I would've f*ck'

k*lled myself in this town.

But as long as I did it in

a pretty dress, right, Dad?

That's not fair.

You knew how depressed

I was. How could you not?

And then there's f*ck' Mum,

shoving womanhood down my throat.

She was trying to help you!

That was help?!

(CHUCKLES DRILY)

And you wonder why I

got the hell outta here.

Well, if you don't like it so much,

why'd you f*ck' come back?

(SCOFFS) Yeah, why the f*ck did I?

f*ck you.

Oh, here he goes. Yeah, good on you.

Piss off again.

Yeah, see ya again in 10 years.

(LOW, PENSIVE MUSIC)

(TINKLING, INTRIGUING MUSIC)

ANAHERA: It's a bloody deathtrap.

What if I can't sell your

busted-up- other busted-up car?

Keep dropping the price, sell

it for parts. I don't care.

But

what are you doing?

I can't stay here!

Well, you shouldn't leave

it like this with your dad.

- He said his part; it's fine.

- Well, obviously not.

Thank you for having me. It

was really good seeing you.

Well, are you gonna say goodbye to Jem?

That's why I'm up so early.

Well, you're not allowed

to disappear on me again.

(CAR DOOR OPENS)

(ENGINE STARTS)

(SHONA LAING'S 'I LOVE MY FEET' PLAYS)

My eyes are too small,

and my mouth's too big,

and my ears are a different size.

- (SINGS ALONG)

- My elbows are funny,

got an outsize tummy, and

my knees wouldn't win a prize.

My hands leave

something to be desired,

though they do just what's required.

But there's a part of

my body that can't be beat.

I love my feet.

- I love my feet.

- (KNOCK AT DOOR)

- (MUSIC STOPS)

- Hello?

CAZ: Jem, it's me.

- Hey.

- Hi.

- Uh, you you wanna come in?

- I'm going back to Auckland.

Oh.

- Uh uh, when?

- Now.

Right.

I just thought I'd come and say bye.

- Yeah.

- (CLEARS THROAT)

- It was really good seeing you.

- Yeah, you too.

(BIRDSONG)

I'll be in touch.

Maybe you could come and visit sometime.

Uh, I, um

I'm real busy with work, so

probably hard to get away.

(SIGHS)

See ya.

Yeah, bye.

(ENGINE STARTS)

(SOBS)

(PENSIVE MUSIC)

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Gerald.

Gerald?

f*ck. Um Gerald, mate.

(GRUNTS) Help!

Help!

(WATER RUSHES)