Love My Way (2004–2007): Season 2, Episode 8 - Crossing the Line - full transcript
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(Julia grunts)
- If you're gonna treat me like a whore,
you can at least pay me.
(Julia laughs)
- [Man] You okay?
- (shudders) I'm just worried about him.
- Wendy says it's important
to write down your feelings
in the form of a letter.
- You're not gonna send
that, are you, Jules?
- No.
No.
You don't send them.
- I'm not interested in you.
I'm not interested in what you think
or your questions or anything.
- What are you interested in, then?
- Look, I just want you to know
that I am totally okay with this.
- With what?
- Yeah, I get it.
This is a sexual relationship
and that's all I want, too, you know?
- There was a fight.
Then there's another fight.
Then you win the fight and get the prize
and then you think,
you wonder why you ever fought it.
- [Frankie] Why do you want to do this?
- Because I know it's right.
- Why?
Because we've had three blissful
weeks fucking and chatting?
- She married him.
- What?
Bullshit.
Why are you looking at me like
I'm some kind of fucking loop?
(Steven laugh)
- I love it when you're like this.
- Mm.
(dramatic music)
(Julia groaning)
(Julia breathing heavily)
(door creaking)
Oh, darling.
Hello, darling.
Oh!
Did you have a bad dream?
(Toby fussing)
Yeah.
That's all right.
(Charlie and Tom laughing)
- [Tom] Prepare to die!
- [Charlie] Suck on that, weiner!
- [Tom] Come on!
- [Charlie] Aw, get out of town!
- Could you keep it down, boys?
- Sorry.
- [Tom] Sorry.
- [Tom] Bang, bang, eat it!
Eat it!
- [Charlie] Oh, ah!
Look at that!
Oh, smackity smackity, yeah?
- [Tom] Oh, oh, nice!
- [Charlie] Pow!
- [Steven] Julia.
- Hmm?
- I didn't hurt you, did I?
- Mm.
- Thanks for a lovely night.
- Stay.
- [Steven] You know I'd never hurt you.
- Mm.
- Oh, shit.
Oh, Lewis, can you help me?
- A bit early to be rearranging
furniture, isn't it?
Whoa, whoa!
- Ah, shit!
Oh, shit, that's all Lou's things.
Nothing's broken?
- No.
Oh, look at this stuff.
Oh, wow.
I would've killed for this
stuff when I was a kid.
I had to content myself
with my mother's high heels,
a pair of old suits.
Where'd you get this?
- Oh, Lou convinced a woman at the markets
to part with it for $2.
She was very proud of herself.
- She should be.
It's very cool.
You do the same thing with your mouth
when you've made a decision.
It's your stubborn face.
- No, I don't.
- Yes, you do.
You're doing it now.
Look.
Like mother like daughter.
(Frankie laughs)
Look.
There you go.
Photo evidence.
(Frankie laughs)
- You're hilarious.
- You know the phone is disconnected?
- I'll let Steven know that you're here.
- Okay.
- Oh, do you think that
they'll want to see
some more specific boards?
'Cause I haven't got them here.
- No, no, no, if they want them,
we'll send them over later.
Steven loves your work.
It's a great pitch, trust
me, you're gonna get this.
- Julia!
Julia, don't you look wonderful?
- Thank you.
- Um, look, I'm so sorry,
but I'm afraid there's
been a terrible mix-up.
Someone was supposed to have called.
- Don't tell me you're running behind.
(all laugh)
- No, actually, um,
the clients have gone
with another director.
We only just heard.
- Where's Steven?
- Well, he's in there now
talking with the clients.
He is furious.
He asked me to tell you
he'll call you at lunchtime to explain.
And he would really like it if you would
both come for a drink tonight
to meet some new clients.
We're going to get something
else for you, I promise.
We absolutely love your work.
- Thanks.
- Exactly what time did this happen?
- Julia, we should just--
- No, no, no.
Because it's outrageous.
And I'd like to talk to Steven now.
Uh, excuse me, could you
please call him for me?
- Um, he's in a meeting.
- Well, interrupt it.
- Julia, Steven will call
you as soon as he can.
- Hmm. Right.
- [Frankie] Oh, here.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
- Hey, you're back!
- [Frankie] Hi.
- We'd heard you were dropping out.
(Frankie laughs)
- Uh, PK, David, this
is my husband, Lewis.
- Oh, you don't mess about.
You disappear for three weeks
and go get yourself a husband.
Nice to meet you, Lewis.
- Hi, David.
- So.
This is the famous Lewis.
- [Lewis] I don't know about famous.
- I wouldn't be too sure about that.
There are some pretty wild
stories out there about you.
- Really?
Like what?
- Oh, well, George told us everything.
- Oh, did he?
- Well, like, is it true that
you two met at an airport?
- Yeah.
- That's so romantic!
It makes me sick.
Frankie!
- Mm?
- Congratulations.
- Well, thanks. (laughs)
(Lewis laughs)
- Hi, it's just me again.
Um, where are you?
I thought we were gonna talk.
Anyway, um, let me know about
tonight's venue for the drink.
That'll be nice.
Okay.
Bye.
Call me.
Bye.
(mobile chimes)
- Hello.
- Why didn't you call me back?
I left a message hours ago.
- Hey, Dad.
Sorry.
What's up?
- [Gerry] I need the insurance
papers for the second cab.
- Everything's in the log book.
- Where?
I can't find 'em.
- Well, have another
look, it's all in there.
Dad, how busy is it?
- Uh, pretty slow.
I've had a shit-awful day.
- Hey, Dad, you reckon
you could bring a cab
over to the restaurant?
- [Gerry] I'm at the airport.
It'll take me a while to get there,
but if you're one go is on offer,
I think I can--
- Oh, listen,
don't worry about it.
I need one now.
Hey, Dad, I've really gotta run.
I will speak to you later on, okay?
(mobile beeps off)
- Tom.
(mobile beeps off)
(airplane rumbling overhead)
(down-tempo pop music)
- Hello, stranger. (laughs)
- Julia, let me introduce you around.
This is Mark.
- Hello, Mark.
- Peter,
and Felipe.
And this is Rebecca Kwan.
She did the Ella Springs campaign.
Very talented, very, very, talented.
- Oh, thank you, Steven.
- Sorry.
If you could all excuse
us just for a second,
Julia and I have a couple of things
we need to discuss.
Derek, can you make sure that
Rebecca gets a drink, please?
- Sure.
(mobile ringing)
- (whispering) Listen, Steven.
(mobile beeps off)
What's going...
Steven.
- I've been wanting to do that all day.
Look at your little scarf.
- Mm, what are you doing?
- You know what I like about you?
You have no fear.
I can do anything to you.
(Julia moans)
(mobile chiming)
- Hello?
Yes.
Ah, no, Julia was supposed
to be picking him up.
No, don't do that.
Uh, I'll see you there
in 10, 15 at the most.
Okay, thanks.
(mobile beeps)
(mobile ringing)
- Mm!
Hello?
- [Charlie] Hello, Jules.
- Look, I can't hear.
- [Charlie] Jules, it's Charlie.
- Charlie.
- [Charlie] Yeah, where are you?
- I'm at a work thing.
- You know, the childcare center called
and you forgot to pick up Toby.
- What?
Um, oh, I'm so sorry.
What time is it?
Fuck, it's six o'clock nearly!
I'm coming now.
- [Charlie] Oh, no, that's okay,
I'm on my way there now.
- Thank you, Charlie.
I'm so sorry.
I don't know what I was thinking.
- That's okay.
You can pick him up from my place.
Hello, Jules?
- Um.
Maybe he should stay
at your house tonight.
- No.
I'm going to Frankie's
exhibition thingy tonight.
- Well, I don't know
when I'm gonna be able
to get away from this work thing.
- Look, where are you?
Are you in a bar?
- No.
- Look, just forget about it.
Um, I'll keep him tonight,
you can pick him up
from my place tomorrow.
(mobile beeps off)
- (laughs) That's Max Raveger,
a very, very famous artist
and a complete prick.
What's he doing here?
- Oh, he's Taylor's dad.
- (laughs) Oh, very helpful for Taylor.
- Oh, it'd be a nightmare.
- George!
Hey.
Did he just completely ignore us?
- I can't believe they got
the critic from the Herald.
Taylor's dad.
- [Lewis] Do you want a drink?
- Yeah, I'll have another drink.
- I'll go.
Uh, red wine?
- Uh, yeah, great, thank you.
- And double lemonade for you, love.
- Thank you.
- It's funny the way they
keep their distance from mine.
- That's good.
- No, bullshit.
They're just not interested.
I just want to sell one.
I just want to make some money.
- We're all right.
Relax, it's still early.
- Made up my mind.
I'm going to buy one.
- Oh, Eileen, no, you
don't have to do that.
- Well, she's won the
Blake for fuck's sake!
It's gonna be worth a
fortune in a couple of years.
- [Woman] Who is that?
- [Man] That's the woman whose work
I was telling you about.
- In the meantime, your
husband's gonna have to
lend me the deposit because
I'm completely fucking broke.
(Frankie laughs)
(bathtub draining)
- [Charlie] What?
- Bloody ridiculous, look at you.
- (scoffs) What's ridiculous?
I'm bathing my son.
- You let that ex-wife of
yours walk all over you.
- No, I don't.
She's not my ex-wife.
She's my wife.
You going to Frankie's thing or what?
- Yeah, I'm going.
Come on, Brenda.
What are you doing?
- Oh, you go.
I might stay in.
We're late already and
it's the last episode of
"The Sopranos" tonight.
- Fine.
- Oh, don't forget to take
Frankie's wedding present.
And the card.
It's in the kitchen.
(crowd chattering)
- Hey, stranger.
- Hi.
Do you want a drag?
Thought you were avoiding me.
- Oh, I have been.
Been trying to work out what
to say to you all night.
- What did you come up with?
- What I said to you at
your wedding was rude
and unforgivable.
- Mm.
We both said things that were out of line.
- Yeah.
I just don't want to
see you get hurt again.
- Well, I mean, unless I die
tomorrow I will get hurt,
George, it's a fact of life.
But right now I'm happy.
I'm really happy.
With Lewis.
- Hey.
I just sold the last one. (laughs)
- [George] Wow.
- That's great, PK.
- There.
I am now the proud owner
of one George Wagstaffe.
- I'm off.
- How much am I worth?
- You?
You're fuckin' priceless.
(clicks telephone)
(telephone beeps)
- [Man] Hi there, Mrs. Jackson,
this is Harry Goldstein
from Ray White Real Estate.
Look, can you give us a call
at your earliest convenience?
Uh, 9310-2785.
Thank you.
(telephone beeps)
(paper rustling)
- Come on, you cowardly prick, pick up.
I don't fuckin' believe it.
Hi, Mum, hi, Dad.
This is your daughter.
Um, I'm just ringing to
say thank you so much for
your kind and considered
response to my letter.
You are both unbelievable. (chuckles)
I mean, I guess I forgot the rules, huh?
Is that it?
That we're all supposed to pretend
that we're one big happy
family, keep our mouths shut.
Well, you can sell this shit-hole,
I don't want to live here anyway.
And you can forget about ever
seeing your grandson again!
(slams receiver)
Shit!
(crowd chattering)
- Gerry!
I didn't think you guys were coming.
- Oh, it's just me, Frank.
- Hi.
- Brenda asked me to give you this.
It's your wedding present.
- Ah!
Oh, that's so lovely.
- I didn't pick it.
- It's all right to put it
in the bottom of the closet
and take it out at Christmas.
(Frankie laughs)
- Oh, thank you.
How are you?
- Oh, hanging in there.
Just.
- Mm-hmm?
- Where's your fella?
- So what do you think?
- It's you.
I mean, you're good, Frank.
Must be hard painting yourself.
- It is.
Yeah. (chuckles)
Do you want a drink?
- Water.
- Okay.
You should take a look around.
- No, I'm happy here, thanks.
- Okay.
(crowd chattering)
(doorbell chiming)
- Julia.
- Hi.
Can I come in, please?
- Oh, look, I'd love to have you up,
but I've got my daughters
staying for the night.
- Oh.
Okay.
- Hey!
Hey.
What's happened?
- Um.
- Just come in, come on.
Come upstairs, it's okay.
Come in.
- I'm so sorry. (sniffles)
where are your daughters?
- They're downstairs in the spare room.
- I just, I can't,
I can't believe they've kicked me out.
The one lousy thing they've ever given me.
Not even given me, I
pay rent for God's sake.
- Well, maybe they're selling
'cause they need the money.
- They don't need the money. (sniffles)
They're punishing me.
- What did you do?
Come on, tell me.
- (sniffles) I wrote
them a letter in therapy.
- (winces) Ah.
One of those letters.
I see.
Right.
I know this feels really huge right now,
but I promise you they'll calm down.
It's nothing.
You just need to talk to them, okay?
Just call them.
- (stammering) No, I've
got to get out of there.
I don't want anything to do with them.
Toby and I couldn't come and stay here,
just for a couple of weeks
while I figure out what to do?
No.
Sorry.
God, that was the most stupid question.
- No, no, it's not, it's just--
- Yeah, it is, I'm so sorry.
I didn't...
- Julia.
- It's okay.
Um, I'm okay.
I just need to use your loo.
(Julia breathing deeply)
- I think it looks good.
- Sorry!
Um, I was just wondering
where the um, bathroom is.
- Oh, it's behind you.
- Oh!
Oh, thanks.
Sorry. (laughs)
Sorry.
(whispers) Shit.
Shit.
(chuckles) I'm gonna go.
It's very late and I'm, um, tired.
- Julia, you don't have to go.
- No, I'm fine, thank you.
Thank you for the wine,
you've been very sweet.
- I'll walk you down.
I'm fine, thanks.
- I'll call you tomorrow
and we'll talk about it.
- [Julia] Mm-hmm.
- Promise.
- Two walkouts.
And slow, mate.
- Ah, leave him alone.
Tom was on fire!
Literally.
(all laughing)
Twice!
- Very funny, you guys.
You guys just give me one week
and I'll be whipping all your asses.
(men chattering)
- No, no, no.
- Sorry, we're closed.
Finished.
- Katie!
Come in.
We're just finishing up.
- What does it mean when you send me food?
- Katie, come in.
- No.
What does it mean?
- It just means that I wanted you to know
I was thinking about you
and that I wanted you to have
some nice food in your belly.
(Katie scoffs)
Thanks for dropping by.
I'm free tomorrow night.
- Like I care.
(Tom sighs)
- [Guys] Oh!
- Guys.
I've got a touch.
I'm on fire three times.
- Three times!
(all laughing)
(light switch clicks)
- Ah, great.
- I'll check the fuses.
- Fitting end to a shitful evening.
(keys jangling)
(Frankie sighs)
- Jesus.
The power's off.
Fuses are fine.
Did you pay the bills?
- (sighs) Tom!
Asshole.
- In what way is this Tom's fault?
(mobile dialing)
- Because all the bills are in his name.
Have you seen any bills?
No.
Tom, I've just got home.
Thank you, thank you
very, very much for this.
Um, I just can't, I cannot
believe that you would
be so childish!
- Tell, tell him.
Tell him he's got a small dick.
- And I can't believe
that you would be so petty
because why would you
go out of your way to--
- Tell him he's got a tiny cock.
- You're a bloody idiot, Tom!
- Call him Little Tom.
- Fucking, fucking Tom
Petty is what you are.
- Oh, yeah, Tom Petty,
that's gonna get him.
That's shown him.
- Okay, thanks, goodbye!
(mobile beeps off)
(mobile clatters)
Ugh, she had her wallet
open and she was saying,
"Look, I can't close it!
"It's so full of money."
- All right, that's it.
PK has to go.
Right after we burn Tom's place.
Fucking Tom's.
- Yeah, let's burn it all fucking down.
Throw my wanking self
portraits in there, too.
- Do you mean that?
- Yeah.
- Really?
- Yes, I'd like to burn them all down.
What are you doing?
- Kero, rags.
It's bonfire night.
Let's go.
First we burn the art college,
then we burn evil PK's,
then we burn Tom's.
Come on.
- What are you...
- Are you all talk?
Let's do it.
- Lewis.
(front door slams)
- Well, come on, Frankie Paige.
You all talk or what?
- You're scary.
I never know whether you're...
When you're serious or not.
(Lewis chuckles)
Stop that.
(wind whistling)
Lewis?
Lewis?
(gentle music)
Lewis?
Lewis?
(gentle music)
(mobile dialing)
(mobile chiming nearby)
(door thudding nearby)
Lewis?
- [Lewis] Hello?
- Where have you been?
- Thought you'd still be asleep.
- Well, I woke up and you'd gone.
Where did you go?
- I had some stuff to do
before I went to work.
- What kind of stuff?
- There's uh, coffee, and
some croissants downstairs.
- Are you going to work now?
- Yeah.
Someone's got to finish the album.
- Oh, don't go.
Stay here, keep me warm.
There's no power.
There's no heat.
- I'm sorry.
- Just stay here.
- Look.
(lamp clicks on)
- Hmm!
- I got the power back on.
Right after I torched
your ex-boyfriend's house.
(Lewis chuckles)
You coming later?
Pick me up?
- [Frankie] Yep.
- Good wife.
(Frankie snorts)
(remote clicks)
- [Frankie] (on video)
Ah, pink feather boa!
- [Charlie] Yeah, put the feather boa on.
- [Lou] What?
- [Charlie] Woo!
- [Lou] I'm a witch, not a fairy.
- [Frankie] (on video) Oh,
you're a gorgeous witch.
You got stars on your face.
Well, you kinda--
- [Charlie] So, why are
you all dressed up, Lou?
- Uh, it's Halloween.
Like I said.
If you don't, I don't care,
I'll pull down your underwear!
- [Charlie] So that's the
new age trick or treats?
- [Lou] Yes.
- [Frankie] (on video) That's a bit like,
oh, I lost my crown.
- [Charlie] Okay, together now.
I want to see two double cackles.
I want to see a double cackle.
Ready?
One, two, three, cackle!
(both cackling)
(gentle music)
- Julia.
Can I help you?
- I'm just dropping
something off for Steven.
- Hey, look, let me take it.
He's in a meeting right now.
- Oh, he's expecting me.
- Oh, just wait here and I'll let him know
that you're here, all right?
- Right.
(tense music)
- So how are things?
- Oh, not much to report.
(clears throat) Except I'm moving.
I can't bear my place, the
damp's driving me crazy.
- Since when are you moving?
- Oh, since yesterday.
- Hey, I'm about to
whip up some late lunch
if you want to hang around.
There's plenty of food.
- No, no, no, we've got to get going.
I've got a full afternoon of activities
planned for this little one.
See ya.
(gentle music)
- [Toby] Pussycat.
- That was a lovely pussycat, wasn't it?
You okay, darling?
(Toby babbling)
Pardon?
(Toby babbling)
Mm!
Mummy won't be long, okay?
Steven!
Steven.
Did you get my messages?
- Yeah, I got all of 'em.
I was just gonna give you a call.
- Right.
Well, look, all I wanted to say was that
I was sorry about last night.
I didn't mean to put you
in an awkward situation.
Toby and I would never
come and stay with you.
Stupid idea.
- Yeah.
- Well, I guess not stupid,
if you think we've been sleeping together
for over six months.
But hell, (chuckles)
what does that mean?
Right, anyway, I just
wanted to apologize to you.
Who was in the taxi?
- What?
- I was just wondering
who was in the taxi.
Was it Rebecca?
(Steven scoffs)
- Why don't--
- Thank you.
- Why don't we talk when you're calmer?
- I'm perfectly calm.
I asked you a question.
Who was in the taxi?
- I'll call you later, okay?
- (chuckles) Yeah.
I'll wait for that one.
(car door bangs shut)
You know, you almost
killed me the other night.
- What are you talking about?
- When we were fucking.
I almost died.
- Julia.
I think you're getting just
a little bit hysterical.
Why don't you go home and
we'll talk later, right?
- I'm not.
I'm not hysterical.
(motor revving)
Steven!
Stop!
I need to talk to you.
(quietly) Stop.
- Julia!
- I'll show you hysterical.
- Hey!
(car bangs into Steven)
- Oh, God!
Oh, God!
Oh, God!
Steven!
I'm sorry!
- Stay away from me!
- What?
- You're fucking crazy!
(door slams shut)
(Julia breathing heavily)
("Happy Sufferer" by Kingtide")
♪ That black pushing through my veins ♪
♪ Dripping ♪
- Hey.
(Lewis laughs)
(Frankie laughs)
- Hey, you.
How long have you been standing there?
Did you see me drooling?
- No.
- [Lewis] How was your day?
- It was pretty amazing, actually.
Started a new painting.
Thank you.
- I've got something I want you to hear,
but I need to play it loud
so you can hear all these little
bits and pieces, all right?
("Waves Break" by Kingtide)
♪ I found happiness ♪
♪ Yes yes where I left it last ♪
♪ Underneath the fancy trees ♪
♪ Looking out on ♪
- You like?
♪ In that cool place ♪
- I like it.
I like it very much.
♪ Watching waves break ♪
I missed you.
♪ Underneath the fancy trees ♪
♪ Going circle slippery dipping ♪
♪ Smoking spliff eating fish and chicken ♪
♪ You know I love me barefoot days ♪
♪ Shadow hopping through the haze ♪
♪ Singing songs the freed slaves sing ♪
♪ Look at you in your summer dress ♪
♪ I found happiness ♪
♪ Yes I'm the luckiest ♪
♪ When you sit close to me ♪
- No, you have to stop.
- Oh, Katie.
(Katie sniffles)
- I can't do this.
- Come on, please.
Talk to me.
(Katie sighs)
- Are you only back here
now because she's married?
- What?
No.
- I can't get her out of my head.
When I'm with you I wonder
if you're thinking about her.
- Jesus, Katie, you've got to stop this.
- I can't, I can't!
Fuck!
Don't. (sighs)
I just want to know the truth.
I want to know what you did with her.
I want to know all of it.
- Feet.
- Mm-hmm.
Yes.
Are you all right?
Are you all right?
Do you want to give me a cuddle?
Eh?
Are you all right?
(toys clattering)
(Katie sighs)
- So when I called you
that morning from Canberra,
you were in bed with her?
- Yes.
- Did you fuck her again after I hung up?
- You gotta stop this, Katie.
You think this is gonna make it better?
- Did you?
- Yes.
- Did you use a condom?
- I'm not doing this.
- Did you?
- [Tom] Yes, and a couple of times, no.
- You fucking bastard.
You fucking bastard!
Fuck you!
- Katie--
- Don't touch me!
(Katie quietly crying)
(wine pouring)
- That's your third, do you know?
- I didn't know there was a limit.
Or is that another new rule?
- Oh, for heaven's sake,
Gerry, I don't care.
It's your head.
- Yes, it is.
And it's my house, actually.
Something everyone seems
to have forgotten recently.
I'm just the invisible man,
just put up and shut up.
- Oh, here we go.
- Bloody halfway house for lost souls.
That's my chair.
Get outta my chair.
- For heaven's sake, Gerry!
(door thuds shut)
(Brenda sighs)
- Oh, don't bother saying hello!
See?
Mr. Bloody Invisible.
- Dad?
- Hello, Tom.
Hello, Dad.
Have a good day?
Oh, yeah.
- What? What is it now, Dad?
- [Gerry] I've tried to call you today.
- [Tom] Yeah, I had my phone off today.
- Well, what's the bloody
point of having it, then?
I wanted to talk to you.
- About what?
What is it this time, Dad?
Insurance, papers, life on the road?
- I've had to call you because
you dumped the whole thing
back in my lap when it
didn't suit you anymore
and it's a bloody disaster.
- I don't want to do this now.
- Don't you dare turn your back on me!
- Hey, just settle down, Dad.
Have another wine.
- Look at you.
Both living at home.
In your bunk-beds.
At 30 and 32.
Taking drugs and screwing girls.
Where are your houses, eh?
Where's your wife, your children?
You've got nothing.
- And your life's so perfect, is it, Dad?
You never fuck up?
- What are you saying?
- What, did you tell her?
About your big night out, Dad, did ya?
- Tom, stop it.
- [Gerry] What are you saying?
- Just go to bed, Dad.
- No.
- [Charlie] He's pissed
and talking bullshit.
- I want to know what this
little prick is saying.
- Hey, just leave it out.
You're pissed and talking shit.
- You shut up!
- Gerry!
- Come on!
Come on!
- No!
- Come on, you!
- Gerry!
For heaven's sake!
(door thuds shut)
(Gerry breathing deeply)
- Oh.
(door latch clicking)
(power switch clicking)
- Oh, great.
(gentle music)
(Lou laughing)
(Lou blows candle)
(gentle music)
(door bangs shut)
(gentle music)
- What can I do you for?
- [Steven] I need to talk
to you about your wife.
- Look, I don't know what's
going on between you two
and I don't want to know.
- She tried to run me down with her car.
- And she missed?
- You think it's funny?
Well, your son was strapped
in the backseat at the time.
Now, I don't want to take
out a restraining order,
but I will if I have to.
Or you can talk to her.
- We're gonna go now.
- Mm-hmm.
- He's gonna be fine.
You look after yourself.
(door thuds shut)
(gentle music)
(car alarm bleeps)
(gentle music)
(dramatic music)
("Just the Thing" by Paul Mac)
♪ You're just the thing that I need ♪
(Foxtel fanfare music)
---
(Julia grunts)
- If you're gonna treat me like a whore,
you can at least pay me.
(Julia laughs)
- [Man] You okay?
- (shudders) I'm just worried about him.
- Wendy says it's important
to write down your feelings
in the form of a letter.
- You're not gonna send
that, are you, Jules?
- No.
No.
You don't send them.
- I'm not interested in you.
I'm not interested in what you think
or your questions or anything.
- What are you interested in, then?
- Look, I just want you to know
that I am totally okay with this.
- With what?
- Yeah, I get it.
This is a sexual relationship
and that's all I want, too, you know?
- There was a fight.
Then there's another fight.
Then you win the fight and get the prize
and then you think,
you wonder why you ever fought it.
- [Frankie] Why do you want to do this?
- Because I know it's right.
- Why?
Because we've had three blissful
weeks fucking and chatting?
- She married him.
- What?
Bullshit.
Why are you looking at me like
I'm some kind of fucking loop?
(Steven laugh)
- I love it when you're like this.
- Mm.
(dramatic music)
(Julia groaning)
(Julia breathing heavily)
(door creaking)
Oh, darling.
Hello, darling.
Oh!
Did you have a bad dream?
(Toby fussing)
Yeah.
That's all right.
(Charlie and Tom laughing)
- [Tom] Prepare to die!
- [Charlie] Suck on that, weiner!
- [Tom] Come on!
- [Charlie] Aw, get out of town!
- Could you keep it down, boys?
- Sorry.
- [Tom] Sorry.
- [Tom] Bang, bang, eat it!
Eat it!
- [Charlie] Oh, ah!
Look at that!
Oh, smackity smackity, yeah?
- [Tom] Oh, oh, nice!
- [Charlie] Pow!
- [Steven] Julia.
- Hmm?
- I didn't hurt you, did I?
- Mm.
- Thanks for a lovely night.
- Stay.
- [Steven] You know I'd never hurt you.
- Mm.
- Oh, shit.
Oh, Lewis, can you help me?
- A bit early to be rearranging
furniture, isn't it?
Whoa, whoa!
- Ah, shit!
Oh, shit, that's all Lou's things.
Nothing's broken?
- No.
Oh, look at this stuff.
Oh, wow.
I would've killed for this
stuff when I was a kid.
I had to content myself
with my mother's high heels,
a pair of old suits.
Where'd you get this?
- Oh, Lou convinced a woman at the markets
to part with it for $2.
She was very proud of herself.
- She should be.
It's very cool.
You do the same thing with your mouth
when you've made a decision.
It's your stubborn face.
- No, I don't.
- Yes, you do.
You're doing it now.
Look.
Like mother like daughter.
(Frankie laughs)
Look.
There you go.
Photo evidence.
(Frankie laughs)
- You're hilarious.
- You know the phone is disconnected?
- I'll let Steven know that you're here.
- Okay.
- Oh, do you think that
they'll want to see
some more specific boards?
'Cause I haven't got them here.
- No, no, no, if they want them,
we'll send them over later.
Steven loves your work.
It's a great pitch, trust
me, you're gonna get this.
- Julia!
Julia, don't you look wonderful?
- Thank you.
- Um, look, I'm so sorry,
but I'm afraid there's
been a terrible mix-up.
Someone was supposed to have called.
- Don't tell me you're running behind.
(all laugh)
- No, actually, um,
the clients have gone
with another director.
We only just heard.
- Where's Steven?
- Well, he's in there now
talking with the clients.
He is furious.
He asked me to tell you
he'll call you at lunchtime to explain.
And he would really like it if you would
both come for a drink tonight
to meet some new clients.
We're going to get something
else for you, I promise.
We absolutely love your work.
- Thanks.
- Exactly what time did this happen?
- Julia, we should just--
- No, no, no.
Because it's outrageous.
And I'd like to talk to Steven now.
Uh, excuse me, could you
please call him for me?
- Um, he's in a meeting.
- Well, interrupt it.
- Julia, Steven will call
you as soon as he can.
- Hmm. Right.
- [Frankie] Oh, here.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
- Hey, you're back!
- [Frankie] Hi.
- We'd heard you were dropping out.
(Frankie laughs)
- Uh, PK, David, this
is my husband, Lewis.
- Oh, you don't mess about.
You disappear for three weeks
and go get yourself a husband.
Nice to meet you, Lewis.
- Hi, David.
- So.
This is the famous Lewis.
- [Lewis] I don't know about famous.
- I wouldn't be too sure about that.
There are some pretty wild
stories out there about you.
- Really?
Like what?
- Oh, well, George told us everything.
- Oh, did he?
- Well, like, is it true that
you two met at an airport?
- Yeah.
- That's so romantic!
It makes me sick.
Frankie!
- Mm?
- Congratulations.
- Well, thanks. (laughs)
(Lewis laughs)
- Hi, it's just me again.
Um, where are you?
I thought we were gonna talk.
Anyway, um, let me know about
tonight's venue for the drink.
That'll be nice.
Okay.
Bye.
Call me.
Bye.
(mobile chimes)
- Hello.
- Why didn't you call me back?
I left a message hours ago.
- Hey, Dad.
Sorry.
What's up?
- [Gerry] I need the insurance
papers for the second cab.
- Everything's in the log book.
- Where?
I can't find 'em.
- Well, have another
look, it's all in there.
Dad, how busy is it?
- Uh, pretty slow.
I've had a shit-awful day.
- Hey, Dad, you reckon
you could bring a cab
over to the restaurant?
- [Gerry] I'm at the airport.
It'll take me a while to get there,
but if you're one go is on offer,
I think I can--
- Oh, listen,
don't worry about it.
I need one now.
Hey, Dad, I've really gotta run.
I will speak to you later on, okay?
(mobile beeps off)
- Tom.
(mobile beeps off)
(airplane rumbling overhead)
(down-tempo pop music)
- Hello, stranger. (laughs)
- Julia, let me introduce you around.
This is Mark.
- Hello, Mark.
- Peter,
and Felipe.
And this is Rebecca Kwan.
She did the Ella Springs campaign.
Very talented, very, very, talented.
- Oh, thank you, Steven.
- Sorry.
If you could all excuse
us just for a second,
Julia and I have a couple of things
we need to discuss.
Derek, can you make sure that
Rebecca gets a drink, please?
- Sure.
(mobile ringing)
- (whispering) Listen, Steven.
(mobile beeps off)
What's going...
Steven.
- I've been wanting to do that all day.
Look at your little scarf.
- Mm, what are you doing?
- You know what I like about you?
You have no fear.
I can do anything to you.
(Julia moans)
(mobile chiming)
- Hello?
Yes.
Ah, no, Julia was supposed
to be picking him up.
No, don't do that.
Uh, I'll see you there
in 10, 15 at the most.
Okay, thanks.
(mobile beeps)
(mobile ringing)
- Mm!
Hello?
- [Charlie] Hello, Jules.
- Look, I can't hear.
- [Charlie] Jules, it's Charlie.
- Charlie.
- [Charlie] Yeah, where are you?
- I'm at a work thing.
- You know, the childcare center called
and you forgot to pick up Toby.
- What?
Um, oh, I'm so sorry.
What time is it?
Fuck, it's six o'clock nearly!
I'm coming now.
- [Charlie] Oh, no, that's okay,
I'm on my way there now.
- Thank you, Charlie.
I'm so sorry.
I don't know what I was thinking.
- That's okay.
You can pick him up from my place.
Hello, Jules?
- Um.
Maybe he should stay
at your house tonight.
- No.
I'm going to Frankie's
exhibition thingy tonight.
- Well, I don't know
when I'm gonna be able
to get away from this work thing.
- Look, where are you?
Are you in a bar?
- No.
- Look, just forget about it.
Um, I'll keep him tonight,
you can pick him up
from my place tomorrow.
(mobile beeps off)
- (laughs) That's Max Raveger,
a very, very famous artist
and a complete prick.
What's he doing here?
- Oh, he's Taylor's dad.
- (laughs) Oh, very helpful for Taylor.
- Oh, it'd be a nightmare.
- George!
Hey.
Did he just completely ignore us?
- I can't believe they got
the critic from the Herald.
Taylor's dad.
- [Lewis] Do you want a drink?
- Yeah, I'll have another drink.
- I'll go.
Uh, red wine?
- Uh, yeah, great, thank you.
- And double lemonade for you, love.
- Thank you.
- It's funny the way they
keep their distance from mine.
- That's good.
- No, bullshit.
They're just not interested.
I just want to sell one.
I just want to make some money.
- We're all right.
Relax, it's still early.
- Made up my mind.
I'm going to buy one.
- Oh, Eileen, no, you
don't have to do that.
- Well, she's won the
Blake for fuck's sake!
It's gonna be worth a
fortune in a couple of years.
- [Woman] Who is that?
- [Man] That's the woman whose work
I was telling you about.
- In the meantime, your
husband's gonna have to
lend me the deposit because
I'm completely fucking broke.
(Frankie laughs)
(bathtub draining)
- [Charlie] What?
- Bloody ridiculous, look at you.
- (scoffs) What's ridiculous?
I'm bathing my son.
- You let that ex-wife of
yours walk all over you.
- No, I don't.
She's not my ex-wife.
She's my wife.
You going to Frankie's thing or what?
- Yeah, I'm going.
Come on, Brenda.
What are you doing?
- Oh, you go.
I might stay in.
We're late already and
it's the last episode of
"The Sopranos" tonight.
- Fine.
- Oh, don't forget to take
Frankie's wedding present.
And the card.
It's in the kitchen.
(crowd chattering)
- Hey, stranger.
- Hi.
Do you want a drag?
Thought you were avoiding me.
- Oh, I have been.
Been trying to work out what
to say to you all night.
- What did you come up with?
- What I said to you at
your wedding was rude
and unforgivable.
- Mm.
We both said things that were out of line.
- Yeah.
I just don't want to
see you get hurt again.
- Well, I mean, unless I die
tomorrow I will get hurt,
George, it's a fact of life.
But right now I'm happy.
I'm really happy.
With Lewis.
- Hey.
I just sold the last one. (laughs)
- [George] Wow.
- That's great, PK.
- There.
I am now the proud owner
of one George Wagstaffe.
- I'm off.
- How much am I worth?
- You?
You're fuckin' priceless.
(clicks telephone)
(telephone beeps)
- [Man] Hi there, Mrs. Jackson,
this is Harry Goldstein
from Ray White Real Estate.
Look, can you give us a call
at your earliest convenience?
Uh, 9310-2785.
Thank you.
(telephone beeps)
(paper rustling)
- Come on, you cowardly prick, pick up.
I don't fuckin' believe it.
Hi, Mum, hi, Dad.
This is your daughter.
Um, I'm just ringing to
say thank you so much for
your kind and considered
response to my letter.
You are both unbelievable. (chuckles)
I mean, I guess I forgot the rules, huh?
Is that it?
That we're all supposed to pretend
that we're one big happy
family, keep our mouths shut.
Well, you can sell this shit-hole,
I don't want to live here anyway.
And you can forget about ever
seeing your grandson again!
(slams receiver)
Shit!
(crowd chattering)
- Gerry!
I didn't think you guys were coming.
- Oh, it's just me, Frank.
- Hi.
- Brenda asked me to give you this.
It's your wedding present.
- Ah!
Oh, that's so lovely.
- I didn't pick it.
- It's all right to put it
in the bottom of the closet
and take it out at Christmas.
(Frankie laughs)
- Oh, thank you.
How are you?
- Oh, hanging in there.
Just.
- Mm-hmm?
- Where's your fella?
- So what do you think?
- It's you.
I mean, you're good, Frank.
Must be hard painting yourself.
- It is.
Yeah. (chuckles)
Do you want a drink?
- Water.
- Okay.
You should take a look around.
- No, I'm happy here, thanks.
- Okay.
(crowd chattering)
(doorbell chiming)
- Julia.
- Hi.
Can I come in, please?
- Oh, look, I'd love to have you up,
but I've got my daughters
staying for the night.
- Oh.
Okay.
- Hey!
Hey.
What's happened?
- Um.
- Just come in, come on.
Come upstairs, it's okay.
Come in.
- I'm so sorry. (sniffles)
where are your daughters?
- They're downstairs in the spare room.
- I just, I can't,
I can't believe they've kicked me out.
The one lousy thing they've ever given me.
Not even given me, I
pay rent for God's sake.
- Well, maybe they're selling
'cause they need the money.
- They don't need the money. (sniffles)
They're punishing me.
- What did you do?
Come on, tell me.
- (sniffles) I wrote
them a letter in therapy.
- (winces) Ah.
One of those letters.
I see.
Right.
I know this feels really huge right now,
but I promise you they'll calm down.
It's nothing.
You just need to talk to them, okay?
Just call them.
- (stammering) No, I've
got to get out of there.
I don't want anything to do with them.
Toby and I couldn't come and stay here,
just for a couple of weeks
while I figure out what to do?
No.
Sorry.
God, that was the most stupid question.
- No, no, it's not, it's just--
- Yeah, it is, I'm so sorry.
I didn't...
- Julia.
- It's okay.
Um, I'm okay.
I just need to use your loo.
(Julia breathing deeply)
- I think it looks good.
- Sorry!
Um, I was just wondering
where the um, bathroom is.
- Oh, it's behind you.
- Oh!
Oh, thanks.
Sorry. (laughs)
Sorry.
(whispers) Shit.
Shit.
(chuckles) I'm gonna go.
It's very late and I'm, um, tired.
- Julia, you don't have to go.
- No, I'm fine, thank you.
Thank you for the wine,
you've been very sweet.
- I'll walk you down.
I'm fine, thanks.
- I'll call you tomorrow
and we'll talk about it.
- [Julia] Mm-hmm.
- Promise.
- Two walkouts.
And slow, mate.
- Ah, leave him alone.
Tom was on fire!
Literally.
(all laughing)
Twice!
- Very funny, you guys.
You guys just give me one week
and I'll be whipping all your asses.
(men chattering)
- No, no, no.
- Sorry, we're closed.
Finished.
- Katie!
Come in.
We're just finishing up.
- What does it mean when you send me food?
- Katie, come in.
- No.
What does it mean?
- It just means that I wanted you to know
I was thinking about you
and that I wanted you to have
some nice food in your belly.
(Katie scoffs)
Thanks for dropping by.
I'm free tomorrow night.
- Like I care.
(Tom sighs)
- [Guys] Oh!
- Guys.
I've got a touch.
I'm on fire three times.
- Three times!
(all laughing)
(light switch clicks)
- Ah, great.
- I'll check the fuses.
- Fitting end to a shitful evening.
(keys jangling)
(Frankie sighs)
- Jesus.
The power's off.
Fuses are fine.
Did you pay the bills?
- (sighs) Tom!
Asshole.
- In what way is this Tom's fault?
(mobile dialing)
- Because all the bills are in his name.
Have you seen any bills?
No.
Tom, I've just got home.
Thank you, thank you
very, very much for this.
Um, I just can't, I cannot
believe that you would
be so childish!
- Tell, tell him.
Tell him he's got a small dick.
- And I can't believe
that you would be so petty
because why would you
go out of your way to--
- Tell him he's got a tiny cock.
- You're a bloody idiot, Tom!
- Call him Little Tom.
- Fucking, fucking Tom
Petty is what you are.
- Oh, yeah, Tom Petty,
that's gonna get him.
That's shown him.
- Okay, thanks, goodbye!
(mobile beeps off)
(mobile clatters)
Ugh, she had her wallet
open and she was saying,
"Look, I can't close it!
"It's so full of money."
- All right, that's it.
PK has to go.
Right after we burn Tom's place.
Fucking Tom's.
- Yeah, let's burn it all fucking down.
Throw my wanking self
portraits in there, too.
- Do you mean that?
- Yeah.
- Really?
- Yes, I'd like to burn them all down.
What are you doing?
- Kero, rags.
It's bonfire night.
Let's go.
First we burn the art college,
then we burn evil PK's,
then we burn Tom's.
Come on.
- What are you...
- Are you all talk?
Let's do it.
- Lewis.
(front door slams)
- Well, come on, Frankie Paige.
You all talk or what?
- You're scary.
I never know whether you're...
When you're serious or not.
(Lewis chuckles)
Stop that.
(wind whistling)
Lewis?
Lewis?
(gentle music)
Lewis?
Lewis?
(gentle music)
(mobile dialing)
(mobile chiming nearby)
(door thudding nearby)
Lewis?
- [Lewis] Hello?
- Where have you been?
- Thought you'd still be asleep.
- Well, I woke up and you'd gone.
Where did you go?
- I had some stuff to do
before I went to work.
- What kind of stuff?
- There's uh, coffee, and
some croissants downstairs.
- Are you going to work now?
- Yeah.
Someone's got to finish the album.
- Oh, don't go.
Stay here, keep me warm.
There's no power.
There's no heat.
- I'm sorry.
- Just stay here.
- Look.
(lamp clicks on)
- Hmm!
- I got the power back on.
Right after I torched
your ex-boyfriend's house.
(Lewis chuckles)
You coming later?
Pick me up?
- [Frankie] Yep.
- Good wife.
(Frankie snorts)
(remote clicks)
- [Frankie] (on video)
Ah, pink feather boa!
- [Charlie] Yeah, put the feather boa on.
- [Lou] What?
- [Charlie] Woo!
- [Lou] I'm a witch, not a fairy.
- [Frankie] (on video) Oh,
you're a gorgeous witch.
You got stars on your face.
Well, you kinda--
- [Charlie] So, why are
you all dressed up, Lou?
- Uh, it's Halloween.
Like I said.
If you don't, I don't care,
I'll pull down your underwear!
- [Charlie] So that's the
new age trick or treats?
- [Lou] Yes.
- [Frankie] (on video) That's a bit like,
oh, I lost my crown.
- [Charlie] Okay, together now.
I want to see two double cackles.
I want to see a double cackle.
Ready?
One, two, three, cackle!
(both cackling)
(gentle music)
- Julia.
Can I help you?
- I'm just dropping
something off for Steven.
- Hey, look, let me take it.
He's in a meeting right now.
- Oh, he's expecting me.
- Oh, just wait here and I'll let him know
that you're here, all right?
- Right.
(tense music)
- So how are things?
- Oh, not much to report.
(clears throat) Except I'm moving.
I can't bear my place, the
damp's driving me crazy.
- Since when are you moving?
- Oh, since yesterday.
- Hey, I'm about to
whip up some late lunch
if you want to hang around.
There's plenty of food.
- No, no, no, we've got to get going.
I've got a full afternoon of activities
planned for this little one.
See ya.
(gentle music)
- [Toby] Pussycat.
- That was a lovely pussycat, wasn't it?
You okay, darling?
(Toby babbling)
Pardon?
(Toby babbling)
Mm!
Mummy won't be long, okay?
Steven!
Steven.
Did you get my messages?
- Yeah, I got all of 'em.
I was just gonna give you a call.
- Right.
Well, look, all I wanted to say was that
I was sorry about last night.
I didn't mean to put you
in an awkward situation.
Toby and I would never
come and stay with you.
Stupid idea.
- Yeah.
- Well, I guess not stupid,
if you think we've been sleeping together
for over six months.
But hell, (chuckles)
what does that mean?
Right, anyway, I just
wanted to apologize to you.
Who was in the taxi?
- What?
- I was just wondering
who was in the taxi.
Was it Rebecca?
(Steven scoffs)
- Why don't--
- Thank you.
- Why don't we talk when you're calmer?
- I'm perfectly calm.
I asked you a question.
Who was in the taxi?
- I'll call you later, okay?
- (chuckles) Yeah.
I'll wait for that one.
(car door bangs shut)
You know, you almost
killed me the other night.
- What are you talking about?
- When we were fucking.
I almost died.
- Julia.
I think you're getting just
a little bit hysterical.
Why don't you go home and
we'll talk later, right?
- I'm not.
I'm not hysterical.
(motor revving)
Steven!
Stop!
I need to talk to you.
(quietly) Stop.
- Julia!
- I'll show you hysterical.
- Hey!
(car bangs into Steven)
- Oh, God!
Oh, God!
Oh, God!
Steven!
I'm sorry!
- Stay away from me!
- What?
- You're fucking crazy!
(door slams shut)
(Julia breathing heavily)
("Happy Sufferer" by Kingtide")
♪ That black pushing through my veins ♪
♪ Dripping ♪
- Hey.
(Lewis laughs)
(Frankie laughs)
- Hey, you.
How long have you been standing there?
Did you see me drooling?
- No.
- [Lewis] How was your day?
- It was pretty amazing, actually.
Started a new painting.
Thank you.
- I've got something I want you to hear,
but I need to play it loud
so you can hear all these little
bits and pieces, all right?
("Waves Break" by Kingtide)
♪ I found happiness ♪
♪ Yes yes where I left it last ♪
♪ Underneath the fancy trees ♪
♪ Looking out on ♪
- You like?
♪ In that cool place ♪
- I like it.
I like it very much.
♪ Watching waves break ♪
I missed you.
♪ Underneath the fancy trees ♪
♪ Going circle slippery dipping ♪
♪ Smoking spliff eating fish and chicken ♪
♪ You know I love me barefoot days ♪
♪ Shadow hopping through the haze ♪
♪ Singing songs the freed slaves sing ♪
♪ Look at you in your summer dress ♪
♪ I found happiness ♪
♪ Yes I'm the luckiest ♪
♪ When you sit close to me ♪
- No, you have to stop.
- Oh, Katie.
(Katie sniffles)
- I can't do this.
- Come on, please.
Talk to me.
(Katie sighs)
- Are you only back here
now because she's married?
- What?
No.
- I can't get her out of my head.
When I'm with you I wonder
if you're thinking about her.
- Jesus, Katie, you've got to stop this.
- I can't, I can't!
Fuck!
Don't. (sighs)
I just want to know the truth.
I want to know what you did with her.
I want to know all of it.
- Feet.
- Mm-hmm.
Yes.
Are you all right?
Are you all right?
Do you want to give me a cuddle?
Eh?
Are you all right?
(toys clattering)
(Katie sighs)
- So when I called you
that morning from Canberra,
you were in bed with her?
- Yes.
- Did you fuck her again after I hung up?
- You gotta stop this, Katie.
You think this is gonna make it better?
- Did you?
- Yes.
- Did you use a condom?
- I'm not doing this.
- Did you?
- [Tom] Yes, and a couple of times, no.
- You fucking bastard.
You fucking bastard!
Fuck you!
- Katie--
- Don't touch me!
(Katie quietly crying)
(wine pouring)
- That's your third, do you know?
- I didn't know there was a limit.
Or is that another new rule?
- Oh, for heaven's sake,
Gerry, I don't care.
It's your head.
- Yes, it is.
And it's my house, actually.
Something everyone seems
to have forgotten recently.
I'm just the invisible man,
just put up and shut up.
- Oh, here we go.
- Bloody halfway house for lost souls.
That's my chair.
Get outta my chair.
- For heaven's sake, Gerry!
(door thuds shut)
(Brenda sighs)
- Oh, don't bother saying hello!
See?
Mr. Bloody Invisible.
- Dad?
- Hello, Tom.
Hello, Dad.
Have a good day?
Oh, yeah.
- What? What is it now, Dad?
- [Gerry] I've tried to call you today.
- [Tom] Yeah, I had my phone off today.
- Well, what's the bloody
point of having it, then?
I wanted to talk to you.
- About what?
What is it this time, Dad?
Insurance, papers, life on the road?
- I've had to call you because
you dumped the whole thing
back in my lap when it
didn't suit you anymore
and it's a bloody disaster.
- I don't want to do this now.
- Don't you dare turn your back on me!
- Hey, just settle down, Dad.
Have another wine.
- Look at you.
Both living at home.
In your bunk-beds.
At 30 and 32.
Taking drugs and screwing girls.
Where are your houses, eh?
Where's your wife, your children?
You've got nothing.
- And your life's so perfect, is it, Dad?
You never fuck up?
- What are you saying?
- What, did you tell her?
About your big night out, Dad, did ya?
- Tom, stop it.
- [Gerry] What are you saying?
- Just go to bed, Dad.
- No.
- [Charlie] He's pissed
and talking bullshit.
- I want to know what this
little prick is saying.
- Hey, just leave it out.
You're pissed and talking shit.
- You shut up!
- Gerry!
- Come on!
Come on!
- No!
- Come on, you!
- Gerry!
For heaven's sake!
(door thuds shut)
(Gerry breathing deeply)
- Oh.
(door latch clicking)
(power switch clicking)
- Oh, great.
(gentle music)
(Lou laughing)
(Lou blows candle)
(gentle music)
(door bangs shut)
(gentle music)
- What can I do you for?
- [Steven] I need to talk
to you about your wife.
- Look, I don't know what's
going on between you two
and I don't want to know.
- She tried to run me down with her car.
- And she missed?
- You think it's funny?
Well, your son was strapped
in the backseat at the time.
Now, I don't want to take
out a restraining order,
but I will if I have to.
Or you can talk to her.
- We're gonna go now.
- Mm-hmm.
- He's gonna be fine.
You look after yourself.
(door thuds shut)
(gentle music)
(car alarm bleeps)
(gentle music)
(dramatic music)
("Just the Thing" by Paul Mac)
♪ You're just the thing that I need ♪
(Foxtel fanfare music)