A Place to Call Home (2013–2018): Season 5, Episode 1 - Own Worst Enemy - full transcript

Elizabeth Bligh,
will you marry me?

Yes, I will.

Mrs. Douglas Goddard.

- Elizabeth.
- To Mother.

In the Catholic Church,

annulment is possible
under certain conditions.

It wouldn't just be because
I can't have children.

You lied to me.

He's not there!

I do love you.

David Bligh.



How could I love you
and deny you that?

You stay right there.

Don't think I won't hurt him.

Give me the excuse.

Seeing me committed
supplies my defense.

Not guilty
by reason of insanity.

Well, she's mentally unhinged.

Jack described it
as a megalomania,

a condition
seeded years ago.

They shall not grow old,
as we that are left grow old.

Age shall not weary them
nor the years condemn.

At the going down of the sun

and in the morning,
we will remember them.

- Lest we forget.
- Lest we forget.



And now we shall
observe a two-minute silence.

♫ Mad about the boy ♫

♫ I know it's stupid to be
mad about the boy ♫

♫ I'm so ashamed of it ♫

♫ Sleepless nights ♫

Guard!

Guard!

Quiet!

I need to see Dr. Samuels
a-as soon as possible.

Please.

You warmongers!

Bloody delinquent.

Dreadful boy!

Who was that lass?
I couldn't quite see.

Um, I'm not sure.

Tea, Mr. Fox?

I'll breakfast
at the hospital.

See that's posted
with the other mail.

Yes, sir.

Come here.

Not now, Ed.

I'm just saying that it
was stupid. If they saw me...

They were too busy
looking at me.

They'll tell Uncle Isaac.

We all love war.
Bullshit!

He'll never believe
that all we did was talk.

I got to go.

You'll think about
what I said?

You can do it.

Yeah, well, the little mongrel
needs the riot act read.

No respect, mate.

Not like
when you were young, eh?

There were
none of them shenanigans.

From what I hear, you were
a bit of a lad yourself.

Come on. Breakfast.

He's always worse
when he's hungry.

- Yes.
- Man can't even have his say.

- Once he's fed he can.
- She's got him well tamed.

Well, someone should give it
to that kid.

I'm sure someone will.

George looks trapped.
We can drop you if you like.

I'll wait.

That Aboriginal fellow
dashed off.

His sort
never know where they stand.

At things like this?

Sadly.

Changes from town to town.

No.
I'm trying to tell you.

Come on, mate.
Do us both a favor.

Either grab a pew
or bugger off, okay?

One or the other.
Over there, out of the way.

Is this more than it appears?

Anzac Day's
got its share of drunks,

but this one takes the cake
for an early start.

Why don't you settle him
on the bench?

Respect the day, man.

Hey, hey.

I've got this.

Call the police
if he won't settle.

I'll pass that on
to the prime minister.

The country's going
to rack and ruin.

You can't legislate against
youthful exuberance.

You should be able to
for respect.

I'm sure Sister Nordmann agrees.

I do.

As I'm sure
Mr. Menzies will.

Indeed, indeed.

Indeed.

You know that boy, don't you?

Larry Grey.

Is he as bad
as that would indicate?

Well, I hope not,
for Isaac Gold's sake.

Sarah.

The dawn service, of course.
It explains the hour.

Well, we were passing,
and I know you're early risers.

I've something to ask Leah.

To do with the women's clinic.
It's about one of her friends.

Ah.
Women's matters, huh?

- In private, then.
- That would be best.

We'll be seeing you tonight
for Shabbas, yes?

Of course.

Tonight, George.

Leah.
Mrs. Nordmann is here.

Don't keep her waiting.
Be a good girl.

I just woke up.

You're early.

I saw you.

You're lucky
Doris Collins didn't.

It's best discussed
before tonight.

- Are you gonna tell?
- Depends what answers I get.

Well, it's nothing
to do with you.

Your Aunt Miriam asked me
to look after you.

I can look after myself.

So I assume you snuck out
after your uncle fell asleep

and Larry
was bringing you home, yes?

Well, it's because we're going.
I won't see him for ages.

It was the first time.

- What were you doing?
- Not what you think.

I don't know what to think.

Does... Does Isaac know
that you're seeing him?

Well, he's not Jewish.
Of course not.

I do know what I'm doing.

I see girls every day
at the clinic

who think they're in control
until they're not.

They end up with a child,
a reputation, or both.

It would break
your uncle's heart.

He's dragging me
off to Israel.

- He's breaking mine.
- To meet family!

- I don't even know them.
- That's not the point, Leah.

So what?
I stayed out.

I shouldn't have come back.
Then Uncle couldn't drag me off.

Tell him if you like.
I don't care.

Listen, there's no need
to upset him,

if you promise
you won't do it again.

I'll be on that boat
before I get a chance.

I promise.

But it's not fair.

Losing your aunt
was pain enough.

For both of you.

I'll hold you to that.

Off you go.

Thank you.

Ah, Gary. I thought
we may not see you this year.

I hear you've found employment.

Wouldn't miss this
for quids, ma'am.

Well, it's a highlight
of my calendar too.

Enjoy your breakfast.

You really should
get that seen to.

Oh, I'm all right.
Morning air.

Oh, so you think it's okay,
him yelling like that?

To his generation,
war is Russia and the A-bomb.

To glorify it seems insane.

There'll be no winners
in World War III.

No one was glorifying anything.
It's respect.

You know, another world war
is more likely if we do forget.

That's how the younger
generation sees it.

Only yahoos like him.

Oh, God.

He'll have the staff talking,
the way he's going.

Have Olivia's family
wondering at the other end.

- Friends write to friends.
- Almost every day?

He addresses it "Mr. and Mrs."

At worst they'll think
he has a crush on her.

Or they'll work it out.

We don't need a new head of
surgery with that reputation.

Jack.

I'll be glad when his
quarters are done and he's gone.

You're keen.

Thought of a passage.
There's coffee.

- Let's see.
- When I'm finished.

The book, not the passage.

Which is when?
You keep avoiding the question.

It's not coming
as well as I'd like.

Your publisher
has the right to chivy.

- Top-up?
- Mm, please.

And your lover
has a right to a kiss.

Tell David I love him
and not to torment the cats.

I used to tease animals
at his age.

Then he's his father's son.

I should be finished
by midafternoon.

What's happened?

Oh, he's drunk as a skunk.
He's sleeping it off.

I saw him at the dawn service.
He seemed quite sober.

Hello, sir?

Hello?

Is everyth...

All right, I'm gonna need
some help here.

- Mr. Fox said to leave him.
- Mr. Fox was wrong.

Quickly!

We're just gonna
take you inside, all right?

Get his head.
Get his arm underneath.

Here we go.
One, two, three. Up.

- Is Room 2 free?
- Yes.

- Great.
- Told her.

We have better uses
for the bed, Sister.

He can sober up outside.

He's going into
a diabetic coma.

I need IV fluids set up
immediately and urgent bloods

- to check his glucose levels.
- Sister...

And you'd have seen it
if you'd bothered to look.

- Doctor on duty.
- I think...

Which you might have
if he were white.

Now, Valda.

Come.

Oh.

Can you close the door?

We're beyond the need
for such caution.

One would hope.

Please, take a seat.

Thank you
for making me a priority.

I've had a breakthrough.

Yes?

I was tidying my room
this morning, humming.

I suddenly realized what.

"Mad About the Boy."

You'll find it somewhere
in your notes.

It was my sister's
favorite song.

I'd feel fury
whenever I heard it.

It reminded you of her?

Elaine and George danced to it
the night he proposed.

"Our song" she called it.

And this morning?

I found myself humming it
and feeling nothing.

Surely that's significant.

One could think so.

It made me review
a lot of things,

like the word "Jew"...

- Ah.
- ...and "Sarah."

- I tested them on my tongue.
- This morning?

- After registering the song.
- And?

They didn't taste of hate.

They didn't taste at all.

They're simply words.

I've made a decision.

Yes?

I know you'll be pleased.

Daddy!

Oh, you cheeky monkey!

- Has he behaved himself?
- Yes, sir.

Mummy says
that she loves you,

but you have to stop
teasing the cats.

- Where is she?
- Oh, she's very busy.

She had to start work
early this morning.

She told you that
last night, remember?

- No.
- Hmm.

You were probably too busy
teasing the cats, weren't you?

George. Telephone.

You will want to take this.

I see.

Yes, I... I understand.

I can't get away today.

I'll come tomorrow.
Expect me late morning.

Thank you, Doctor.

Nothing for three years.

You've made it perfectly clear
you want no contact with Regina?

She's finally
offering a divorce.

And she wants to see me.

She's made significant strides
according to her doctor.

If she shoulders the blame...

She could be
up to her old tricks.

After nothing for so long?
Why now?

Then you'll see her?

- If Sarah agrees.
- Agrees to what?

It's a wonder you're not flying
with those ears, hmm?

Flap, flap, flap.

I'll risk it.

With her blessing.

No nurse speaks to me
like that in my own hospital,

no matter who she is.

Your hospital?

Yes. I head surgery.
You head general.

We liaise as a courtesy.

Those were the conditions
under which I accepted the post.

You accepted to be near James.

It was a professional choice
with clear terms attached.

We've been tiptoeing around
the issue since I arrived.

- Best we face it.
- We can sort that out later.

It's fair to assume Sarah spoke
in the heat of the moment.

Yes?

You asked to see me.

How's the patient?

Stabilized.

His blood glucose level
was low,

caused by severe dehydration.

He skipped breakfast
to attend the service.

He was lucky
that we caught it in time.

His symptoms were easily
confused with inebriation.

It might have been best
if I'd checked.

Yes.
But you made an assumption.

Henry didn't appreciate
your tone earlier.

Mr. Fox.

Had anyone else
snarled at me like that,

they'd already be
suffering the consequences.

I'll overlook it this time.

But any suggestion
of racial prejudice

will result
in disciplinary action.

Now, I am sure
that you expect to be treated

as I would treat
any other nurse.

Thank you, Sister.

Oh, he's like
two different men.

Henry at home
and Mr. Fox here.

Surgeons.

God complex.
They're all sticklers.

Well, can't be easy for him,

having James leave as soon
as he uprooted to be here.

We've been making excuses
since he arrived.

Because we like him.

I've never been as keen
as others.

Less, now he's shown his hand.

It's happened before.

I should have
paid more attention.

Old blackfella, drunk.

It goes together, right?

I don't recall thinking that.

Well, it helps the conscience
not to.

Monitor your condition
more closely in future.

It's trying to warm
up. It was freezing earlier.

- The service went well?
- Yes.

Oh, it's wonderful
to see them feeling so proud.

Oh, Saint Elizabeth!

The patron saint
of damaged veterans.

Yes, they do have
a tendency to idealize me.

Perish the thought
you might deserve it.

If anyone's a saint,
it's Douglas.

And you, my darling?

You've been conspicuous by your
absence these last few weeks.

- It's a beautiful teapot.
- From Morocco.

You're working hard?

I'm finding the second book
a struggle,

to tell you the truth.

The curse of a best seller.
One must follow it.

Mm.
Sophomore dilemma.

What about your bottom drawer?

Not "House of Lies," obviously,
but your first novel.

"Tender Vines"?

Yeah, the "dago experience"
is in vogue,

thanks to "They're a Weird Mob."

I've thought about it,
but it contains too much Gino.

It's too painful to revisit.

So where does that leave you?

Oh, single divorcée
with writer's block

and a publisher who believes
she's much further on

with her second book
than she is.

Consider "Tender Vines."

It might help to heal wounds
too long in healing.

No sign of him and no idea
where he might have gone.

What, no one took his details?

They were about to when they
discovered he'd disappeared.

- At least he's stabilized.
- Well, he needs monitoring.

With his blood pressure
and glucose levels,

he could lapse
into a coma anytime.

- I'll ask around.
- Make it a priority.

- Anything?
- No.

I want you to know that we
resolved our misunderstandings.

Whatever his reason for leaving,
it had nothing to do with me.

I'm not sure
such misunderstandings

are so easily resolved, Mr. Fox.

You have to lot to learn
about country hospitals.

I'm due in theater.

Don't prod the lion.

Well, after what you told me,

it establishes
where my loyalties lie.

Elbows off the table.

There we go.

Would you like to join me?

Mm. Course.

Go to Dad.

- There we go.
- That's the boy.

- Good Shabbas.
- Good Shabbas.

Good Shabbas.

Good Shabbas.

Good Shabbas.

Good Shabbas.

- Good Shabbas.
- Good Shabbas.

Having to light the candles

because she refuses
must hurt him.

He was almost too ashamed
to ask me to join him.

We all cling to our rituals.
It's important.

Do you think it's connected
to Miriam's death?

Only partly.

For years she was separated
with the TB,

and now she wants to fit in.

Add hormones to that.

A nightcap, I think.

You?

Brandy. Thank you.

Drinking alone depresses me.

Can't be easy for you,
stuck down here.

I make the occasional dash
to the city for a top-up.

At least my job
fills the hours.

Thank you.

I didn't mean for that
to sound patronizing.

No.

No, it's realistic.

I fill mine as best can.
Cin cin.

Cheers.

Not always successfully.

Jack told me about today.

My brief is specific.

To create
a modern surgical facility.

Jack's hospital
meanders along in the past.

As does Inverness.

Well, perhaps both need
dragging into the future.

Kicking and screaming.

I support my husband.

As James would me,
if he were here.

Oh, you must be missing him.

Do you really see his charade
as necessary?

It will help Olivia
announce their divorce

without too many
awkward questions arising.

Her father loathes homosexuals.

Ironic, given his son.

All the more reason
for James to go

and play the errant husband with
the roving eye for the ladies.

William leaving his wife
caused enough conjecture.

I have a point
about the hospital.

I don't see why
he's so resistant to change.

Good night.

Good night.

You're sure you're comfortable
with my seeing Regina?

Well, you have to listen.

We can't make our choice
unless you hear her out.

I have a knot in the pit of my
stomach at the thought of it.

Rather you than me.

We'll see you off
in the morning.

- There's no need.
- David'll want to say goodbye.

Sleep well.

You too.

Shh!
Shh, shh, shh.

I had to see you.

She didn't tell.

Have you thought about
what I said?

Yeah, I can't.

He can't take you away
if you're not here.

Where would I go?
Anyway, I... I promised.

I've got a spot.

I'd hide you.
You'd be safe.

We can do it.

Okay, tomorrow.

I'll bring you back a present.

- An elephant?
- We'll see.

Good luck.

For mother, from cook.

Give her our love.

Shall do.

Drive carefully.

- Bye-bye!
- Bye-bye.

- Nervous?
- See you soon.

It's a good thing.

On the face of it.

When could Regina
ever be taken on face value?

Can you go with Auntie Caro?

Come on.
I'll race you.

Got a beady on your bloke
late last night.

Moved here about a week ago
into old Tommo's shack.

Okay, let's go.

Move over, there, old mate.

Mr. Gibbs?

Hello?

Mr. Gibbs, are you there?

In for a penny.

Frank? Frank!

Hey!

- Frank.
- Is he dead?

No, he's unconscious.

Can you bring the truck
further up?

That's it, Frank.
Good.

Okay, just hold to the sound
of my voice, all right?

Okay.

Just putting you down.

I need you
to swallow this, mate.

Here we go.
That's it.

Swallow it down.
That's it.

Okay, come here.

That's it.
That's it.

I must look a drab.

Grooming in here consists of
a comb and lipstick,

if one is lucky.

Oh, it's my natural color.

It supports my need to change,
don't you think?

As long as you're well.

I work to regain my sanity.

I hope you succeed.

It's why the courts put me here.

She's making great progress.

I trust the family is well.

They are.

Your son?

He's a fine boy.

I regret my actions there.

But that's not why you're here.

Given that neither of us
deserted the other as such,

desertion is no grounds
for divorce.

Ours can only come with blame,
either mine or yours.

Should you take it,

Sarah and David will be dragged
through the mire of open court.

Should I, however,
what reputation have I to lose?

I no longer derive pleasure
from denying you your future.

I will accept full blame.

This is a huge breakthrough
for Mrs. Bligh.

It's progress we've worked hard
to achieve.

Given past manipulations,
you're dubious, naturally.

It's no ruse.

It's no attempt
to reenter your life.

Let me pave the way
for you to be

the father and husband
you wish to be.

Mm.

I'm sure it will aid a further
term in Parliament too.

Convey my regrets to all.

I will consider your offer.

Will you come back
and tell me in person?

In your own time.

Others are involved.
I understand.

Brava.

Help him understand.

How do you know she's not
manipulating both of us?

She's been here three years.
The past year in my care.

You last saw her at her trial.

Trust me to know
what she's become.

I will need time.

You may want on to hold this.

Thank you.

- Sister?
- Yes, Doris?

I imagined the rear veranda.

For?

Well, some may
feel uncomfortable.

- About?
- Sharing.

Well, Mr. Gibbs seems
very comfortable.

- I-I meant...
- I know what you meant.

I speak of others,
of course, not myself.

I have no problem
with the Aboriginals.

I'm sure you don't.

Ah.
Back amongst us.

That's twice
you've saved me now.

Mm, so I've earned the right
to say stay put

until you're discharged.

- If you feel uncomfortable...
- I'm used to it.

I imagine.

I've got to get back to the
clinic, so you rest up, hmm?

- I saw your paintings.
- Yes.

They're lovely.

Oh, it's something I do
when I don't have any jobs on.

Should they be left like that?

Inverness big on art thieves?

I'd hate for anything
to happen to them.

Oh, they'll be jake.

I'll lock the place up as soon
as I can manage a break.

- Oh, who'd bother?
- Better safe than sorry.

Seems like fine work.

I'm stonkered.

Rest up.

Thanks again.

Look, she's got five kids.
She's got better things to do.

Mr. O'Rourke,
any lump in the breast

should be examined by a doctor.

Well, it's hardly even there.
It's nothing.

He can decide that.

Look, just scratch out her name,
all right?

She won't be coming in.

She made the appointment.
She should cancel it.

- Well, I'm her husband.
- And she will need your support.

- Is there something wrong?
- Yeah.

This place.

Making mountains
out of molehills.

You're Sheila's husband,
aren't you?

Well, not that you'd know it,
with the way Lady Muck's been.

A man has rights, you know?

They'll be cold comfort if the
lump is serious and not seen to.

- It's hardly even a bump.
- But it's there.

Do you want her death
on your conscience?

That's a low ruddy blow.

Bloody women.

Another satisfied customer.

You'll let me know
when Mrs. Partridge arrives.

She's moved to 5:00.
You've got a breather.

Good.
It's perfect timing.

For?

I hope he won't mind me
taking a look.

I don't see the harm.

Oh, you've got me intrigued.

What do you think?

I've seen a lot worse than this
on exhibition.

He's only just arrived?

Old Tommo's away.
I assume Frank knows him.

How un-Inverness.

Oh, he's a good artist.

- Yes.
- Very much so.

No.

- What?
- Oh, my God.

You cannot take it.

That's a signed Namatjira.
It looks authentic.

Frank's a private man.
It's not our business.

Let me at least photograph it.
His work too.

I have contacts.
Every artist wants exposure.

Well, you can ask him that
when he gets out of hospital.

Who is he
that he would have that?

He's a returned soldier
with diabetes,

and until he's discharged,
not to be pestered.

Agreed?

That's the same tone
you used with Stan O'Rourke.

Well, it made him snap to.
Well?

Agreed.

How'd you like
the dawn service?

Pretty good.

Till I started feeling
a bit wonky.

You, uh, didn't have to
stand apart like that.

You'd have been welcomed.

By some, maybe.

Same as here.
Just the way it is.

You ever been turned away?

Well, not every RSL
puts out a welcome mat.

Well, a bullet can't tell
the color of your skin.

We all took the same risks.

Well, you tell it
to some, Doc.

Jack.

I think I'll stick with Doc
if it's all the same to you.

Doc it is, then.

How did Mrs. Grace go?

Another hour,
and it'd have been peritonitis.

How is he?

I'm keeping him in overnight
to be sure.

No need to go in.

My attitude may have contributed
to his leaving.

Well, he doesn't need
your guilt.

We have to find a way
to work together.

We do.

But, uh, it's not gonna be
by me compromising my standards.

And if you have to
write to James so much,

post them yourself.

It's getting obvious.

Hello, it's me.

Regarding "Tender Vines."
Perhaps I've been wrong.

Let's talk about publication.

It is utter folly.

You'd be playing
right into her hands.

Watch your ticker.

Oh, don't you talk to me
about my medical condition.

You could do with this.
Thank you, Douglas.

Sure you don't want
something stronger?

What I want is for George
to show sense.

Of course you'd like
to marry sooner, George,

but at what cost?

The current arrangement
seems to be working quite well.

There is an election
coming up, remember?

I'd be guaranteed preselection
if this was resolved.

There is nothing that is worth
giving her the chance

to walk free.

The verdict was "not guilty
by reason of insanity."

That is why she's locked up.

What Lizzie's worried about

is that this could
help her prove her sanity.

What if
she really is recovered?

Oh, not again, surely.

How many times
can you be duped?

Steady on, Lizzie.

If you agree to this...

...you will rue the day.

I'm telling you.
We all will.

You think it's
the right way to go?

George sounded convinced.

At least we could move on
from this limbo.

Yeah, well, it's done till now.

Well, it allowed David
to grow up near his father,

but George in the house
and us in the cottage

is hardly without
its frustrations.

Elizabeth has a point.

Delivered in her best
matriarch manner, apparently.

Poor George.

At least you're smiling.

I can't see her being released
simply because of this.

I hope Caro
didn't leave you in the lurch,

dashing off like that.

Oh, if Anna needs her...

Yeah, her all-purpose excuse.

I think she just gets bored.

Is everything okay?

Um, we've been
scrapping a lot lately.

Sarah.

Excuse me, Doctor.

I'll leave you to it.

Leah did not go to work.

I look at home.
Clothes are missing, bag.

She's run away.

If we only lived in a world

where Olivia's family
could accept your loving a man

who is now her dear friend.

The roles forced on us
by a ridiculous world

that makes our love shameful
and illegal.

I feel lesser for your absence,
but take as long as you need.

All my love to Olivia.
You're both missed.

Henry.

I can post that for you,
Mr. Fox.

Ah, thank you, Doris.
But I need the air.

I've experienced
prejudice myself.

So if I displayed any, it was
unwitting, and I apologize.

You?

In my own way, yes.

Well, that must've been tough.
Like real tough.

What was that about?

Oh, just the laugh
I needed, Doc.

Ah, Jack. What the hell?
You got me in a good mood.

The police are
keeping an eye out.

They'll talk to Larry.

I should have said something.
I'm so sorry.

She is Jewish.
She cannot deny that.

- What if they can't find her?
- We'll drive around ourselves.

And if we can't
find her in time?

- This Larry, such a...
- She says it's all innocent.

For how long?

How can I leave?

If we find her, you'll take her
with you, of course.

If not, trust me.
I will convince her to join you.

"Next year in Jerusalem."

I might even bring her myself.

Mm. And David?

Well, it's his heritage
as well as hers.

Come.

Give it to me!
That's my work!

Anna!
Hey, Anna!

You lied to me.

- What if someone comes?
- No, no one comes here.

I'm scared.

It's all her stuff.

Who'd have thought loony Regina
would ever do us a favor?

It still gives me the creeps,
even if she is locked up.

Well, I'll stay.

As long as you like.

Go on, sit down.

Right, you...
you just stay there, right?

Just you wait.

♫ I will spend
my whole life through ♫

♫ Loving you ♫

♫ Loving you ♫

♫ Winter, summer,
springtime too ♫

♫ Loving you ♫

♫ Loving you ♫

♫ Makes no difference
where I go ♫

♫ Or what I do ♫

♫ You know
that I'll always be ♫

♫ Loving you ♫

I'll have Poppy
prepare the guest room.

No, there's no need.
I'm heading straight back.

I had to drop something off
to a photographer.

Well, I'm glad
you made time for us.

Douglas!

Welcome!

So, what's of such
photographic importance?

I need some blowups
for a meeting next week.

I think I have made
a huge discovery.

Look, first things first.

- This business with Regina.
- I'm staying well out.

Well, none of us can afford
to sit on the fence, Carolyn.

Someone has to
talk sense into George.

Sarah will if it's necessary.
I'm incredibly excited.

I may have stumbled across
an original...

- Oh.
- Darling?

Douglas?

Water!

Darling, try to stay calm.
Just...

Just breathe.
Just breathe.

- Carolyn!
- Coming!

Here. Drink this.

Oh, God.

An ambulance. Quickly.

It's all right.
It's all right.

Hold on, darling.
Just breathe.

My niece's novel.

It was a great success.

I couldn't bring myself
to read it until now.

And why is that?

I felt rage.

Today...

...none.

- Well?
- Nothing as yet.

Try not to dwell on it.

Patience.

Its own reward, hmm?

Patience.

Her doctors are trained
not to be duped.

She's a mistress of duplicity.

Well, I'd rather be ruled
by optimism than fear.

Fear can be a wise friend.

We've been resigned to
this artificial arrangement

for far too long.

I want us to stand proud
as husband and wife.

As parents.

Sarah?

Isaac.

Leah missing.

It's made me realize there's
something we have to face.

It may mean there is no wedding.