Lockie Leonard (2007–2010): Season 2, Episode 9 - Time and Tide - full transcript
Lockie is worried his friends are drifting out of his life.
("Worlds Away" by Jebediah)
- Okay, so get this.
Tide drifts in, tide drifts out.
Tide drifts in, tide drifts out.
It happens everyday and
it will keep on happening
everyday for the rest of your life.
So why am I noticing this just now?
Because I figured people do it too.
One minute their in your life,
the next minute, they're not.
Take Vicki for example.
Ever since she moved to the
city, Vickie had been sending
me messages, sometimes too many.
But now, "No messages?"
Relationship status unknown.
But I thought we were--
Then it hit me.
Vicki wasn't just drifting
away, she was paddling
in the opposite direction.
- I can't help it.
I just love rowing my own boat, Lockie.
- If Kylie has two pairs of jeans
and Vanessa takes one of
those pairs of jeans away,
how many pairs of jeans
should Kylie have left?
- When they say jeans, I presume
we're talking about denim?
- I know, parents
doing homework together.
Weird.
But I can explain.
First, Egg was busted handing
in other people's work.
Strike one.
Next, he locked Ms.
Archer in the music room.
Strike two.
Then, Egg confessed to
violating Ms. Archer's flute
- I did it.
- Even though
he didn't really do it.
So now, he's on his way
to enrichment class.
It was where all the kids who
notched out three strikes went.
- Lockie, if I go to enrichment class,
I might never see you again.
- Forward, Leonard.
You'll be joining him.
There's your new home, Eggleston.
See you in a few years.
Off you go.
- He's right you know.
Once you go to enrichment
class, you don't come back.
I'm excited
to be here!
Excited to be here! Excited to be here!
And teach!
- I'm excited to be
here, I'm excited to be here,
I'm excited to be here.
- Good, that's very good.
You must be Jeffrey, I'm Neil.
- Mr. Neil.
- Just Neil.
We're all equals in here.
Would you care to join
our circle of trust?
We like to think of this
space as a feasting place
for the morally malnourished.
So, class, let's tell each
other why we're excited
to have Jeffrey amongst us.
And teach!
- We're really excited
to have Jeffrey to class
because we can learn something from you
and he can learn something from us.
- So, Jeffrey, what can we learn from you?
What can you teach us?
- I don't know.
I'm pretty good at playing guitar.
- Well we have music
therapy three times a week!
We look forward to you sharing
your knowledge with us.
- Sweet.
- Hello, you pack of freaks.
I'm back!
- Curtis Ferrares.
The meanest, baddest
bogan in Angeles High.
- I believe you're in my bean bag.
- Wherever he went, he made news.
The bad kind.
- Back so soon, you were only released
into the general population last week.
- Three days it took me to get back.
Must be losing my touch.
I heard they were sending in fresh meat.
You better watch out man,
because Curtis has officially
declared it barbecue season.
- Phillip.
Phillip!
By my calculation, the
comet we've been tracking
should appear in the night
sky over Angeles tomorrow.
- Tomorrow night!
At approximately 8:17 PM.
But, if we see it first, we can name it.
- I think it should be called, PAM!
- Pam?!
- Phillip and Marjorie.
If we name it we will be
remembered forever, PAM.
- PAM, why cool!
- Why don't you come over
and we'll check the figures.
I'll make some chocolate crackers.
- Okay.
- Sarge was worried someone
was drifting from him too.
- Constable Wattle.
What do you know about this?
- Arrested him this morning.
- What charge?
- Disturbing the peace.
- I don't want to go down the path
of arresting livestock for that.
- You arrested Cyril once!
- That was an exception.
Cyril is a criminal mastermind
who needed love and care
and ultimately a place to live.
- This rooster was crowing at
well above 98 decibels, sarge.
- But surely the rooster is but
the sentinel for the new day.
- At 98 decibels?
This sentinel is a criminal.
- If Kylie has two pairs of jeans
and Vanessa takes one of those away,
how many pairs of jeans
should Kylie have left?
Karen.
- Shorts?
- Now, I can see where
you were going with that.
Stay open to positivity
and wisdom will come.
Curtis, how 'bout you?
How many pairs of jeans
should Kylie have left?
- Well, if you have two pairs of jeans
and you take one away, then you're left
with one pair of jeans.
One.
- Got our work cut out for us, don't we?
- It must be a trick question.
- Sorry?
- It has to be a trick question, right?
If the answer isn't one, it has to be.
The key must be in the wording.
How many pairs should Kylie have left?
See, it's not "does
have," but "should have."
So, the answer is two.
Vanessa shouldn't have taken Kylie's jeans
in the first place
because that's stealing.
And stealing is wrong.
- Yes, correct!
One gold star!
Four more of those and
you are formally enriched
and free to return to your
old classmates, well done.
- Now we have a full appreciation for my
superior interpretation of Shakespeare's
so-called masterpiece, it's
time to bring the words to life.
Break off into pairs.
- Okay, pairs.
Easy.
But suddenly, without Egg
around, I was short on options.
- Sorry, taken.
- There you are, my Romeo!
As long as Verona still stands,
you will be mine, mine mine!
- Total and utter humiliation.
I was looking forward to
getting something to eat.
- Dear, Lockie,
with my increased homework
commitments, I didn't have
time to make your lunch today.
Perhaps you could share lunch
with a friend? Love, Mum.
- What are they doing here?
They're not allowed in the quadrangle!
- Billy's farting was so stinky!
- Hey!
- Lockie!
- You know you're not meant to mix
with the general population!
- But it's lunch time!
- They know the rules, they've
broken almost all of them.
Get! Go on! Shoo!
Out door! Move it!
- See you, Lockie.
- No Vicki, no Egg.
Even Sasha had rejected me.
Yup, my transformation
was almost complete.
I was becoming loney guy Lockie.
Sarge said sometimes that you need
to be alone for things to make sense,
but the only thing that
made sense right now;
I needed to make a new friend, fast.
- Lockie!
Over here, friend!
Forever!
- It was time to
do something desperate.
It was time to join a club.
I've always loved badminton!
Especially the shape of the ball.
I just saw the word "rock."
- Just go.
- Then I tried insect club.
Get it off, get it off!
- Out!
- I wasn't the only one feeling lonely.
- Good evening, Jeffrey.
Is your father home?
- No, he's with Mrs. Leonard.
- Mrs. Leonard?
- Yeah, they've set up
a homework club to try
and, you know, help me get out of...
- Are you expecting him home soon?
- He won't be back 'til late.
Midnight, perhaps?
- Will you let him know I popped 'round?
- Of course.
- Leonie!
I'm so sorry I'm late.
Have you been waiting long?
- Just got here.
Egg and I have been having a lovely chat.
- Now, have you partaken in God's bounty?
- No.
- Well, you enjoy, it's all yours.
I'm takin' Leonie to
Mexican Joe's Jamboree.
- You're more than welcome to join us.
- No, better stay in and
go over dad's study notes.
- That's my boy!
We think we've really
cracked the jeans question.
- Shorts.
- Shall we?
- Egg too felt like someone was
drifting out of his life.
- Buenos dios, amigo!
Hee hee!
- Look at all those stars,
there are so many out there.
And they're so beautiful!
- Speaking scientifically, very!
- I can't wait to go back up there!
- Sorry?
- My time in Angeles is almost finished.
It's about time I went
back up to the stars.
- Are you applying for
the astronaut programme?
Because speaking
scientifically, the odds of--
- I am not speaking scientifically.
I'm talking about myself.
I'm an old woman and I'm
on bonus time as it is.
But, if we find that comet,
I will leave here the happiest old woman.
- Leaving?
Already!
But we've only just met!
- We've only just met but I've
been here a very long time.
Have you ever been in a running race?
You've only just left the starting blocks,
but me, I'm nearly at the finish line.
Where did you come in your race?
- Near the back.
- Do you remember what it was
like to cross the finish line?
Well, it's okay.
And I'm gonna be okay too.
Can you double check my calculations?
- A new day.
Another tide.
Surely things are going to get better.
Egg!
- Lockie!
- Hey!
Do you want to meet up at lunch?
- Yeah, I,
you know I'm not allowed
in the quadrangle.
- What about the old science lab?
It's always empty!
- Yeah, I'll see you there!
- Yeah.
- Good morning, Curtis.
- Look, gold star boy, you
don't talk to outsiders.
You're one of us now and you're either
with us or against us.
Got it?
- Got it?
- Good, now you can prove it.
- How?
- You're the brainiac.
I'm sure you can figure out a way.
- So, let's tell each other
why chewing gum in class
is a bad idea.
And, teach!
- Chewing gum in class is a bad idea,
chewing gum in class is a bad idea.
- Sergeant Leonard, Constable Wattle.
Let's invite our special guests
into our classroom of trust.
Karen?
- Welcome coppers.
- Thank you, Karen.
Well, it's good to see all of you.
Today, apart from our shared
stories, we will also be
writing a group poem about
things that give us the pips.
Young Jeffrey, maybe you'd like to start.
What gives you the pips?
- Egg would never
usually speak against the Sarge.
But if he didn't make friends with Curtis,
life would become more difficult.
More lonely than it already was.
- The sergeant asked you a question.
- Coppers.
Coppers give me the pips.
- Right, well let's move on to story time.
Karen, maybe you have a
story you'd like to share?
- A little wombat went to the shops
and couldn't find his mum.
He went to the greyhound races
and his mum wasn't there either.
He was getting very tired
but still he kept looking.
He climbed to the top of Mount Angeles
and screamed at the top of his voice,
"Where are you mum?"
But all he could here was
the wind in the trees.
The end.
- Thank you, Karen.
I'm sure the little wombat's
mum will come home very soon.
- I, I found this.
I think it belongs to Ms. Gurgerly.
- I'm sure Mrs. Gurgely
will appreciate it.
Thank you, Karen.
- Okay class, that's lunch.
- Know what gives me the pips?
You.
Nice work today Eggleston.
Curtis was impressed.
Want to hang out at lunch?
- Us, hang out?
As in today?
- Yeah.
- See I'd love to but, I've
already made plans to meet--
- Curtis doesn't care if you have plans
and he won't ask you twice.
- Sure, sure I could, I could reschedule.
- I know what you're thinking,
but it's not like I waited
all lunchtime for Egg.
Okay, maybe I did.
Meanwhile, it seemed Sam
had finally drifted toward
Sarge's way of thinking.
- Do you think it's
possible, hypothetically,
that somewhere out there,
there's a little rooster
screaming out from the
top of Mount Angeles,
"Where are you, dad?"
- It's possible.
- I know we still haven't
taken his claw prints,
but I think we should set him free.
If that's okay with you.
- Permission granted, constable.
- I may still have to
give his owner a fine.
A small one, but a fine nevertheless.
- If you have two oranges
and while you're sleeping,
I take away one orange,
how many oranges will
you be dreaming about?
- Dad!
- No, wait.
Oranges, oranges.
Citrus.
It's coming to me.
- No, really, dad.
- Egg wanted to
tell his dad he was worried
he was drifting from him
and he didn't belong in enrichment class.
But he couldn't find the words.
- Knock, knock!
- Hey!
- Hello!
Hello, Jeffrey!
Are you ready?
Arriba!
- I know we're meant to go
to the Face of the Banditos, tonight,
but homework club is not going too well.
And--
- Of course, we can go another time.
Via condios, amigos.
- And god go with you too, Leonie.
- Then Egg
realised he didn't need
to tell his dad anything.
There was another way to stop
Rev from drifting from him.
- Now, you were saying.
- I was just going to say how good it is
that you and Mrs. L are
helping me with my homework.
But, I still think I need a lot more help.
Like every night.
- Well, don't worry, Jeffrey.
We have all the time in the world.
Just you and me.
Now, oranges.
Citrus.
Citrus.
Juicy, squeezy.
- So what's the verdict?
Is our comet arriving tonight or not?
- Hard to say.
- It's either on it's way or it's not.
- Leonard minor.
What are you working on?
- Rechecking some astronomical
calculations pertaining
to the location of a potential comet.
- Very elegant.
You've carried the two here,
you see, which means X = 817.
- Tonight!
The comet comes tonight!
It's a common mistake, Marjorie.
You carried the two
when you shouldn't have.
- You're saying that our
comet is not due to arrive
for another seventy-two years?
- Give or take.
It involves fractuals, quantum
theory and the multiverse.
It's very complicated,
but it's safe to say it's
still a while off yet.
- Phillip, you're sweating.
- Am I?
Look at that, so I am.
- Are you okay?
- Fine, perfect.
I'm just...
Hot.
- Hot?
- You know, from, from being in the race.
You know?
From the race we're both still in.
You're still in the race, right?
You're not quite finished yet?
- I think I'll get some red cordial.
- Yes, red cordial would be excellent.
- Phil didn't like keeping
such a big secret from Marjorie.
But if it kept her from
drifting away a little longer,
he figured it was worth it.
I just checked my inbox four times
and I wasn't going to check it again,
because that'd be desperate
and I wasn't desperate.
There is was, 127 emails.
All from Vicki.
- So anyway, Lockie,
we went shoe shopping
and then we went to the market
and I bought incense
Dear Lockie, remember the
bus I was telling you about,
So anyway Lockie,
Well now it comes in
12 different flavours.
Dear Lockie,
I just found out that the
school server's been down.
- Vicki had drifted back to me
but it was more like
a tsunami than a tide.
And as for Egg, it seemed
he was drifting off in
a whole new direction.
Somewhere without me.
People drift in and out of your life.
Sometimes they come back
to you, sometimes not.
You never really know for sure.
But what I did know,
right now, I was alone.
And it was okay.
("Worlds Away" by Jebediah)
- Okay, so get this.
Tide drifts in, tide drifts out.
Tide drifts in, tide drifts out.
It happens everyday and
it will keep on happening
everyday for the rest of your life.
So why am I noticing this just now?
Because I figured people do it too.
One minute their in your life,
the next minute, they're not.
Take Vicki for example.
Ever since she moved to the
city, Vickie had been sending
me messages, sometimes too many.
But now, "No messages?"
Relationship status unknown.
But I thought we were--
Then it hit me.
Vicki wasn't just drifting
away, she was paddling
in the opposite direction.
- I can't help it.
I just love rowing my own boat, Lockie.
- If Kylie has two pairs of jeans
and Vanessa takes one of
those pairs of jeans away,
how many pairs of jeans
should Kylie have left?
- When they say jeans, I presume
we're talking about denim?
- I know, parents
doing homework together.
Weird.
But I can explain.
First, Egg was busted handing
in other people's work.
Strike one.
Next, he locked Ms.
Archer in the music room.
Strike two.
Then, Egg confessed to
violating Ms. Archer's flute
- I did it.
- Even though
he didn't really do it.
So now, he's on his way
to enrichment class.
It was where all the kids who
notched out three strikes went.
- Lockie, if I go to enrichment class,
I might never see you again.
- Forward, Leonard.
You'll be joining him.
There's your new home, Eggleston.
See you in a few years.
Off you go.
- He's right you know.
Once you go to enrichment
class, you don't come back.
I'm excited
to be here!
Excited to be here! Excited to be here!
And teach!
- I'm excited to be
here, I'm excited to be here,
I'm excited to be here.
- Good, that's very good.
You must be Jeffrey, I'm Neil.
- Mr. Neil.
- Just Neil.
We're all equals in here.
Would you care to join
our circle of trust?
We like to think of this
space as a feasting place
for the morally malnourished.
So, class, let's tell each
other why we're excited
to have Jeffrey amongst us.
And teach!
- We're really excited
to have Jeffrey to class
because we can learn something from you
and he can learn something from us.
- So, Jeffrey, what can we learn from you?
What can you teach us?
- I don't know.
I'm pretty good at playing guitar.
- Well we have music
therapy three times a week!
We look forward to you sharing
your knowledge with us.
- Sweet.
- Hello, you pack of freaks.
I'm back!
- Curtis Ferrares.
The meanest, baddest
bogan in Angeles High.
- I believe you're in my bean bag.
- Wherever he went, he made news.
The bad kind.
- Back so soon, you were only released
into the general population last week.
- Three days it took me to get back.
Must be losing my touch.
I heard they were sending in fresh meat.
You better watch out man,
because Curtis has officially
declared it barbecue season.
- Phillip.
Phillip!
By my calculation, the
comet we've been tracking
should appear in the night
sky over Angeles tomorrow.
- Tomorrow night!
At approximately 8:17 PM.
But, if we see it first, we can name it.
- I think it should be called, PAM!
- Pam?!
- Phillip and Marjorie.
If we name it we will be
remembered forever, PAM.
- PAM, why cool!
- Why don't you come over
and we'll check the figures.
I'll make some chocolate crackers.
- Okay.
- Sarge was worried someone
was drifting from him too.
- Constable Wattle.
What do you know about this?
- Arrested him this morning.
- What charge?
- Disturbing the peace.
- I don't want to go down the path
of arresting livestock for that.
- You arrested Cyril once!
- That was an exception.
Cyril is a criminal mastermind
who needed love and care
and ultimately a place to live.
- This rooster was crowing at
well above 98 decibels, sarge.
- But surely the rooster is but
the sentinel for the new day.
- At 98 decibels?
This sentinel is a criminal.
- If Kylie has two pairs of jeans
and Vanessa takes one of those away,
how many pairs of jeans
should Kylie have left?
Karen.
- Shorts?
- Now, I can see where
you were going with that.
Stay open to positivity
and wisdom will come.
Curtis, how 'bout you?
How many pairs of jeans
should Kylie have left?
- Well, if you have two pairs of jeans
and you take one away, then you're left
with one pair of jeans.
One.
- Got our work cut out for us, don't we?
- It must be a trick question.
- Sorry?
- It has to be a trick question, right?
If the answer isn't one, it has to be.
The key must be in the wording.
How many pairs should Kylie have left?
See, it's not "does
have," but "should have."
So, the answer is two.
Vanessa shouldn't have taken Kylie's jeans
in the first place
because that's stealing.
And stealing is wrong.
- Yes, correct!
One gold star!
Four more of those and
you are formally enriched
and free to return to your
old classmates, well done.
- Now we have a full appreciation for my
superior interpretation of Shakespeare's
so-called masterpiece, it's
time to bring the words to life.
Break off into pairs.
- Okay, pairs.
Easy.
But suddenly, without Egg
around, I was short on options.
- Sorry, taken.
- There you are, my Romeo!
As long as Verona still stands,
you will be mine, mine mine!
- Total and utter humiliation.
I was looking forward to
getting something to eat.
- Dear, Lockie,
with my increased homework
commitments, I didn't have
time to make your lunch today.
Perhaps you could share lunch
with a friend? Love, Mum.
- What are they doing here?
They're not allowed in the quadrangle!
- Billy's farting was so stinky!
- Hey!
- Lockie!
- You know you're not meant to mix
with the general population!
- But it's lunch time!
- They know the rules, they've
broken almost all of them.
Get! Go on! Shoo!
Out door! Move it!
- See you, Lockie.
- No Vicki, no Egg.
Even Sasha had rejected me.
Yup, my transformation
was almost complete.
I was becoming loney guy Lockie.
Sarge said sometimes that you need
to be alone for things to make sense,
but the only thing that
made sense right now;
I needed to make a new friend, fast.
- Lockie!
Over here, friend!
Forever!
- It was time to
do something desperate.
It was time to join a club.
I've always loved badminton!
Especially the shape of the ball.
I just saw the word "rock."
- Just go.
- Then I tried insect club.
Get it off, get it off!
- Out!
- I wasn't the only one feeling lonely.
- Good evening, Jeffrey.
Is your father home?
- No, he's with Mrs. Leonard.
- Mrs. Leonard?
- Yeah, they've set up
a homework club to try
and, you know, help me get out of...
- Are you expecting him home soon?
- He won't be back 'til late.
Midnight, perhaps?
- Will you let him know I popped 'round?
- Of course.
- Leonie!
I'm so sorry I'm late.
Have you been waiting long?
- Just got here.
Egg and I have been having a lovely chat.
- Now, have you partaken in God's bounty?
- No.
- Well, you enjoy, it's all yours.
I'm takin' Leonie to
Mexican Joe's Jamboree.
- You're more than welcome to join us.
- No, better stay in and
go over dad's study notes.
- That's my boy!
We think we've really
cracked the jeans question.
- Shorts.
- Shall we?
- Egg too felt like someone was
drifting out of his life.
- Buenos dios, amigo!
Hee hee!
- Look at all those stars,
there are so many out there.
And they're so beautiful!
- Speaking scientifically, very!
- I can't wait to go back up there!
- Sorry?
- My time in Angeles is almost finished.
It's about time I went
back up to the stars.
- Are you applying for
the astronaut programme?
Because speaking
scientifically, the odds of--
- I am not speaking scientifically.
I'm talking about myself.
I'm an old woman and I'm
on bonus time as it is.
But, if we find that comet,
I will leave here the happiest old woman.
- Leaving?
Already!
But we've only just met!
- We've only just met but I've
been here a very long time.
Have you ever been in a running race?
You've only just left the starting blocks,
but me, I'm nearly at the finish line.
Where did you come in your race?
- Near the back.
- Do you remember what it was
like to cross the finish line?
Well, it's okay.
And I'm gonna be okay too.
Can you double check my calculations?
- A new day.
Another tide.
Surely things are going to get better.
Egg!
- Lockie!
- Hey!
Do you want to meet up at lunch?
- Yeah, I,
you know I'm not allowed
in the quadrangle.
- What about the old science lab?
It's always empty!
- Yeah, I'll see you there!
- Yeah.
- Good morning, Curtis.
- Look, gold star boy, you
don't talk to outsiders.
You're one of us now and you're either
with us or against us.
Got it?
- Got it?
- Good, now you can prove it.
- How?
- You're the brainiac.
I'm sure you can figure out a way.
- So, let's tell each other
why chewing gum in class
is a bad idea.
And, teach!
- Chewing gum in class is a bad idea,
chewing gum in class is a bad idea.
- Sergeant Leonard, Constable Wattle.
Let's invite our special guests
into our classroom of trust.
Karen?
- Welcome coppers.
- Thank you, Karen.
Well, it's good to see all of you.
Today, apart from our shared
stories, we will also be
writing a group poem about
things that give us the pips.
Young Jeffrey, maybe you'd like to start.
What gives you the pips?
- Egg would never
usually speak against the Sarge.
But if he didn't make friends with Curtis,
life would become more difficult.
More lonely than it already was.
- The sergeant asked you a question.
- Coppers.
Coppers give me the pips.
- Right, well let's move on to story time.
Karen, maybe you have a
story you'd like to share?
- A little wombat went to the shops
and couldn't find his mum.
He went to the greyhound races
and his mum wasn't there either.
He was getting very tired
but still he kept looking.
He climbed to the top of Mount Angeles
and screamed at the top of his voice,
"Where are you mum?"
But all he could here was
the wind in the trees.
The end.
- Thank you, Karen.
I'm sure the little wombat's
mum will come home very soon.
- I, I found this.
I think it belongs to Ms. Gurgerly.
- I'm sure Mrs. Gurgely
will appreciate it.
Thank you, Karen.
- Okay class, that's lunch.
- Know what gives me the pips?
You.
Nice work today Eggleston.
Curtis was impressed.
Want to hang out at lunch?
- Us, hang out?
As in today?
- Yeah.
- See I'd love to but, I've
already made plans to meet--
- Curtis doesn't care if you have plans
and he won't ask you twice.
- Sure, sure I could, I could reschedule.
- I know what you're thinking,
but it's not like I waited
all lunchtime for Egg.
Okay, maybe I did.
Meanwhile, it seemed Sam
had finally drifted toward
Sarge's way of thinking.
- Do you think it's
possible, hypothetically,
that somewhere out there,
there's a little rooster
screaming out from the
top of Mount Angeles,
"Where are you, dad?"
- It's possible.
- I know we still haven't
taken his claw prints,
but I think we should set him free.
If that's okay with you.
- Permission granted, constable.
- I may still have to
give his owner a fine.
A small one, but a fine nevertheless.
- If you have two oranges
and while you're sleeping,
I take away one orange,
how many oranges will
you be dreaming about?
- Dad!
- No, wait.
Oranges, oranges.
Citrus.
It's coming to me.
- No, really, dad.
- Egg wanted to
tell his dad he was worried
he was drifting from him
and he didn't belong in enrichment class.
But he couldn't find the words.
- Knock, knock!
- Hey!
- Hello!
Hello, Jeffrey!
Are you ready?
Arriba!
- I know we're meant to go
to the Face of the Banditos, tonight,
but homework club is not going too well.
And--
- Of course, we can go another time.
Via condios, amigos.
- And god go with you too, Leonie.
- Then Egg
realised he didn't need
to tell his dad anything.
There was another way to stop
Rev from drifting from him.
- Now, you were saying.
- I was just going to say how good it is
that you and Mrs. L are
helping me with my homework.
But, I still think I need a lot more help.
Like every night.
- Well, don't worry, Jeffrey.
We have all the time in the world.
Just you and me.
Now, oranges.
Citrus.
Citrus.
Juicy, squeezy.
- So what's the verdict?
Is our comet arriving tonight or not?
- Hard to say.
- It's either on it's way or it's not.
- Leonard minor.
What are you working on?
- Rechecking some astronomical
calculations pertaining
to the location of a potential comet.
- Very elegant.
You've carried the two here,
you see, which means X = 817.
- Tonight!
The comet comes tonight!
It's a common mistake, Marjorie.
You carried the two
when you shouldn't have.
- You're saying that our
comet is not due to arrive
for another seventy-two years?
- Give or take.
It involves fractuals, quantum
theory and the multiverse.
It's very complicated,
but it's safe to say it's
still a while off yet.
- Phillip, you're sweating.
- Am I?
Look at that, so I am.
- Are you okay?
- Fine, perfect.
I'm just...
Hot.
- Hot?
- You know, from, from being in the race.
You know?
From the race we're both still in.
You're still in the race, right?
You're not quite finished yet?
- I think I'll get some red cordial.
- Yes, red cordial would be excellent.
- Phil didn't like keeping
such a big secret from Marjorie.
But if it kept her from
drifting away a little longer,
he figured it was worth it.
I just checked my inbox four times
and I wasn't going to check it again,
because that'd be desperate
and I wasn't desperate.
There is was, 127 emails.
All from Vicki.
- So anyway, Lockie,
we went shoe shopping
and then we went to the market
and I bought incense
Dear Lockie, remember the
bus I was telling you about,
So anyway Lockie,
Well now it comes in
12 different flavours.
Dear Lockie,
I just found out that the
school server's been down.
- Vicki had drifted back to me
but it was more like
a tsunami than a tide.
And as for Egg, it seemed
he was drifting off in
a whole new direction.
Somewhere without me.
People drift in and out of your life.
Sometimes they come back
to you, sometimes not.
You never really know for sure.
But what I did know,
right now, I was alone.
And it was okay.
("Worlds Away" by Jebediah)