Packed to the Rafters (2008–2013): Season 5, Episode 14 - Bad Habits - full transcript

Coby is drowning in his new relationship with Heather and resorts to desperate measure to break up with her. Alex's drug habit and friendship with Sian's brother (Frankie's ex) is a cause for concern for all involved.

Our lives have patterns.

Habits, routines, occasions.

Some, more pleasurable
than others.

-Well, that was--
-Amazing.

Yeah, well,
it was quick, but--

But, but amazing, hey?

Yes, darling.

I could get used to this.

Yeah, me too.

Just us grown-ups,

living in the moment,
doing grown-up things.



Dropping Ruby off
at daycare.

-Yeah.

Well, she'll be 18
soon enough.

Yeah, in about 15 years.

Oh, yeah.

Anyway.

This is so nice.

-Yeah.
-So quiet.

Evening all.

-We're in bed!

Oh, sorry.

As you were.

Sweet dreams.

You know,
I worry about him.



I thought we were
focusing on us now.

Yeah, yeah.
Yeah, we are.

But some habits are
hard to break.

Aghh.

-Hey.

The habits of a lifetime.

- Coby!
- Eh?

Hey, mate, you didn't cut
the insulation away.

The whole floor
could have blacked out.

- Right.
-That's if the place

-didn't burn down first.
- Yeah, no, all good.

My bad.

Wow, have you been
lifting weights?

What?

I just thought you might
need a compliment.

I don't know,
you seem a little bit off.

Yeah, well,
it's just Alex.

He'll get a job.
Give him a chance.

No, it's not that.

I, uh, I caught him
doing drugs

at the party the other night.

Oh.
What kind of drugs?

I don't know.

Speed maybe.

You know, he said it was
a one-off, but...

You don't think so.

Well, he's not himself.
And the job thing,

you know, it doesn't look like
he's looking very hard.

I reckon, he's just got
too much time on his hands.

Keep him busy
and keep off his back.

You just tell it,
don't you, Frankie?

Yup. Frank by name,
Frank by nature.

Oh, save that wit
for dinner.

Plenty more
where that came from.

Hey, 5 bucks says Sian makes
spaghetti Bolognese, again.

- Coby!
- What?

-Coby!
- What?

Watch and learn,
my apprentice.

You hollow out
the bread roll,

-stuff it with spaghetti.
-You're like one of those

-TV chefs.
-Hey!

Bon appeteetee,
spaghetti bol sanger.

Oh, some respect, please,
for my signature dish.

This is
an old family recipe.

Let's go.
I'm starving.

Speaking of which, how's it
going with all those

-hungry housewives?
-Hey, how was I to know

-the last two were married.
-Oh, you didn't take them back

-to Dave and Julie's, Matt?
- Why not?

Clean sheets, fresh towels,

and Julie made us
breakfast in bed.

- No, look this...

-You're so gullible.

Doesn't it worry you
they're married?

Nah, it's the way I like it.
No ties,

the thrill
of the narrow escape.

Yes, it must be
quite a challenge

sliding down
all those drainpipes naked.

Oh, I'm not going to
eat now.

-Thank you.
-But don't you hate yourself

knowing that there's
a husband somewhere?

Not as long as he's
somewhere else.

You are so funny.
He's so funny.

Coby, do that impression

you did the other day
of the cow.

-Um, moo!
- Moo!

No, it's like moo!

Moo.

Hey, Alex,
come and grab a plate.

No, thanks.
I'm not hungry.

Where have you been?

Alex?

Oi!

Oi!

You want to come out
for dessert?

Frozen cheesecake.

Wow.

Pretty girls.

Come on, mate,
everyone's having fun.

Well, off you go, then.

Come on.

Um, interrogation light.

-What's your problem?
-It's too bright.

You normally would have
joined us. The...

But what's up?

-No, I haven't got a job.
-Oh...

Yes, I'm looking for one,

-and no, I'm not on drugs.
- Oh--

Does that tick
all your boxes?

I just miss my brother.

The fun one.

He's a clown.

Let him go.

Naah and finished.

-No, you can't have.
-No, admit defeat, darling.

No, there's two nines
in that box.

-No!
-Yeah, I win by default.

-Oh, no!
- Yeah.

-G'day, roomies.
- G'day.

- Hey.
-Still hard at it, I see.

-How was dinner?
-Well, for a Welsh chef,

Sian makes
a mean spag bog.

Oh, do you want
a hot chocolate?

-I just made some.
-It's like you read my mind.

Oh, damn paparazzi,
won't leave me alone.

Sorry, sweetheart.

Which one was it?

Wrong number.

Oh, so was that one
of the wives?

Mate, what about
the sibling code?

I didn't say anything.
She is a ninja.

Trust me, it wasn't
difficult to work out.

You're hardly discreet
about it.

Ah. Yeah, sorry Ju-Ju.

Yeah, ta.

Yeah, true enough though,
mate, having you around

certainly livened
the place up.

Still, I hate to sully
your domestic bliss

with my tawdry escapades.

Yeah, maybe it is time
to settle down.

Yeah, yeah,
you're probably right.

Well, no, I'm serious.

I mean, you know, don't you
think you deserve better?

Someone who's going
to love you just for you,

without all the sneaking
around stuff.

Yeah.

And on that note, ooh, geez,
it's pretty late.

Yeah, I've got to get up
early in the morning.

-Yeah, all right.
-Yeah. Night, night.

-Thanks for the...
-Night.

- No, no worries.
- Okay.

Sleep well.

Saved by Matt's
stinky feet, hey?

-What's that supposed to mean?
-Well, so much

for not involving yourself
in other people's lives.

Oh, I was not
involving myself.

"Don't you think
you deserve better?

Someone who loves you
just for you"?

Face it, I'm a Sudoku junkie,

-you're an advice junkie.
-Oh, I am not.

Even worse,
an advice junkie in denial.

No.

I thought last night
we said we were moving on.

Just us grown-ups.
Living for us.

-And we are.
-Do you want to make a bet?

Oh, now who's being
a grown-up?

-200 bucks says you can't do it.
-Can't do what?

Stop yourself
from offering advice.

Darling, I can't help it
if people seek me out.

200 bucks says you can't stop
yourself in the next two days.

You're on.

-What are you doing?
-Ah, looking.

For what?

Oh, it's got to be here
somewhere.

-I know it.
-Have you lost your mind?

-Here go, go, go, go. Go.
-God.

Did you find anything?

It wasn't Sian,
it was me.

-You want to pat me down?
-No.

Here, check my pockets?

-Al.
-Call in the dogs.

-I'm worried about you.
-Do you want to take

a urine sample?
Well, too bad,

-I've already done a wee.
-Well, where have you been?

At the movies.

What, the movies
at midnight?

Morning, Carbo.

Ah, redecorating?

No, it's not me,

-it's my cousin, Voula.
-Ahh.

She collects dolls
of the world.

What did I say?

They don't like
direct sunlight.

-Oh.
-Particularly this one.

It's Swedish Laplander.

Voula, you remember
Mrs. Rafter.

Of course.

It's nice of you
to come help.

Oh, actually, I've, um--

Just in the lounge room's
fine for now.

Yeah, I, um...

Good luck with that one.

Thanks.

Carbo!

Looks like Voula's
moving in next door.

I don't think Carbo's
too happy about it, either.

And let me guess,
you went there, didn't you?

-Went where?
- Instant cave.

Carbo wasn't happy so you were
there with a backup.

Moral support.
Careful advice.

200 bucks.

-Am I missing something here?
-Only that Dave's got

the completely wrong end
of the stick.

I left Carbo to it,
his problem, not ours.

You can't live
people's lives for them.

Well, there's advice
right there.

You can't help yourself,
can you?

Haven't you got work
to go to?

- Hey.
-Hey.

-Oh.
-They're cold.

Oh, yeah.

I bet you if this is soy,
she hates me too.

Oh, no one hates you.

Hey, um,
can you wake Alex for me,

I've got some good news
for him.

It might be better
if you wake him.

Better?

Or weirder?

What,
did I miss something?

Jake turned narc-squad
last night.

Ransacked his
brother's room.

-What did I tell you?
-Yeah, just stay off his back.

-Stay off his back.
-And I didn't listen.

You're going to
push him away.

Better not
ruin my good news.

Just be nice to him today,
okay?

My friend is desperate,
he needs someone

with retail
experience today.

He's got jean stores
all over the city,

but this is just a pop-up
thing, it's four days only.

Yeah, it sounds good.

The pay he's talking,
it's crazy money.

Yeah, no worries.

I'll see him.

Done.

And Alex, for the interview,
you might want to slip

into something a little
less comfortable.

There's so many.

This is just the Americas.

Look, I think we should
move the dolls.

Why?

Mum hates clutter.

Yeah, Aunty Rita,
famous Greek minimalist.

She hates change.

Do you think
the South Americas should go

up the stairway like in...
like in Miss Universe?

Well, you see,
it's just that, you know,

-I think people might--
- No. No.

Not on the stairs.

And they can't stay
in the lounge room either.

I understand
that you like the dolls,

but we don't,
and this is our home.

Aunty Rita's home
and she loves the dolls.

Rita doesn't live here.

I do.

No dolls downstairs,
and you're here for two weeks.

Just a few favorites then.

-In my room.
-In Ben's room.

Okay.

Ladies, upstairs.

How did you do that?

-What?
-Well, be so honest.

Since I've started work,

I've just learnt to,
"tell it."

How come she didn't
punch you in the face?

-People crave limits.
-Limits? Right.

And if you let people
get away with things,

they might never understand
it's wrong.

You're so assertive.

-Very sexy.
-Angry Customer Workshop.

But it's the same
in the home.

I like it.
Just tell the truth.

E.G. I understand
that you like juice.

But when you drink it
straight from the bottle,

you leave bacteria
that could harm us all.

See, you said that so nicely
you make me want to use a cup.

Tell the truth.
Tell it quickly.

That way you don't agonize
over what to say.

-Mm.
-Ah, ah, ah, ah.

-Oh, the glare, I'm blinded.

Just catching a few rays
on my day off.

Hey, if you see Jules
in there,

can you ask her
about my melon slices.

-Unbelievable.
-No rush.

Oi, Alex.

Can you put Frankie on?

Frank.

-You got the job?
-Yeah, of course I did.

You should pop on down,
I'll give you a discount.

Yeah, it's not
really my thing, menswear.

But I've got a job nearby,
so I'll pop in and say hi.

Oh, yeah well,
give me time.

I've got to head down
to the Cross

to score some heroin.

-Tell Jake--

Oh, sorry. Okay, hey,
I've, I've got to go.

I'll see you soon.

Don't mind me.

I know you're working.

I hope you're being careful
out there.

-Sun burns, you know.
-Oh, I learnt that lesson

a long time ago,
why do you think

I'm wearing pants this time?

We got any melon slices?

Matt, what are you doing
with your life?

-Living it.
- Really?

What we were talking
about last night,

about you sleeping
with married women.

Well, I told you, I might be
moving on to another phase.

So when are you going
to get off your bum

and start getting it
together?

I mean,
finding your own place,

save some money,
date single girls.

Find true love and happiness.

Hmm?

Jules, you right?

Mm?

Have we got
any melon slices?

Ah, not unless you've bought
a melon and sliced it.

Winning my bet with Dave

was going to be harder
than I thought.

Withholding advice truly was
breaking a lifelong habit.

I'll ask Em if she wants
to have dinner,

just the three of us.

Dad,
I could do tonight.

Oh, well, she's keen.

So we meet here at 7:00.

All right, see you.
Bye.

Sorry, Mom,
was that too soon?

No, I think it's great
that you like the idea.

-I do if you do.
-Mmm.

What do they put
in lip gloss?

It's just you might not fancy
playing happy families.

We're not playing
happy families,

we're moving forwards.

Well, don't move anywhere
if you haven't hired a van.

-What does that mean?
-I don't know.

It sounds like
something you'd say.

But I'm glad about tonight.

-Good.
-If you are.

Okay, we don't have to order
the whole three courses.

Emma, I loved your father,
but it's over.

And now we share
a beautiful daughter together.

Well, don't ever do something
just for my sake.

Don't worry, I'm far
too self-absorbed for that.

Can I pinch
your voltage detector?

Ah, yeah, what's wrong
with yours?

Nothing, I just prefer yours.
It's all shiny

and fresh from the pack.

It was, yeah.

"I wuv you Coby."

-It's a joke.

She seems nice, Heather.

Yeah. She's not too bad.

Oh, the enthusiasm.

Hey, she wants to sleep
with me.

I'm enthusiastic.
She might not be the girl

of my dreams, but she's
nice and pretty.

You could do worse.

I'm sure you have.

Ha, ha.

She might be good
for me, you know,

settle me down a bit.
You never know

where these things
will go at the start.

But she "wuvs" you.

Oh, I'm sorry,
I forgot that's a joke.

What is with you?
For someone always in

to telling it straight?

I just think that if you're
not that in to it,

then it's unfair
to string her along.

Well, that's
my advice anyway.

Got it.

Thanks for seeing me
at such short notice.

Oh.

I need your advice.

Every night when Mark
walked through the door,

I'd feel excited,
even after 24 years.

-Can you believe?
-Hm.

Handsome.

I know what you mean.

It just about killed me,
the cheating.

But if I'm honest,
I'd have taken him back...

-...just like that.

Perhaps it was me
being so highly strung

that pushed him away.

Mind you, only once
he'd hit 40.

That old chestnut.

Hey, J-curve, you seen
the moisturizer?

-Bathroom cabinet.
-Yeah.

Yeah, fell asleep.

Usually, reading about
the Kardashians

-keeps me awake.
-You do look a bit pink.

Yeah, I'm going
for the two-tone effect

in my Speedos.

You should lie down
in a darkened room.

For the rest of the day.

Alone.

-Great advice.
-It's not advice.

-So who is this guy?
-My ex-husband.

Oh. Well, maybe you should
go for lunch.

-We did lunch already.
-And?

And I can't remember having
so much fun with a man,

since him.

And what does
your daughter think, Emma?

-Matt!
-Well, I suspect she'd like

her family together again,
but she's too polite to say.

Well, in that case, you two
should go out for dinner,

see how things play out.

Be open minded.

Matt.

Moisturizer.

Maybe he's right.

Voula.
Where's my comb?

♪ Well, I'm a man
No doubt about that ♪

♪ He's a man,
No doubt about that ♪

♪ And that little girl
Gives me no back shit ♪

♪ And that little girl
Gives me no back shit ♪

♪ You see, I wear the pants
She just chooses the color ♪

People crave limits.

Voula.

Hey, Voul. Voula.

Voula. Voula, you know,
the bathroom...

Oh, I need it 7:00 to 7:30
a.m. and p.m.

and outside those hours,
it's yours.

-And don't touch my wax.
-Yeah, I won't.

-But it's not that.
-Yeah.

Look, I understand
you like beauty products.

-Yes.
-But as your cousin,

I'm thinking, why?

Because I'm a female.

Yeah, but they don't work.
Do they?

-Not really.
-Is that so?

Yeah, look, you're wasting
your time and money.

And frankly, you're
taking up too much space.

-So, I'm a waste of space?
-No, no, no, listen.

I'm ugly and I'll never
get a boyfriend?

No. I mean, yeah,
I mean, no, no.

I didn't...
I didn't say that.

-I heard Retta...

Carbo! Why were you
so awful to Voula?

I was being direct,
like you told me to.

You said she was
an ugly waste of space.

-No, I didn't.
-That's not honest

and forthright,
that's just cruel.

I'm confused
and I've got to do this.

Okay, look, an example.

I get my haircut,
and it's hideous.

What do you say?

Ah, nothing.

Um, the truth?

Okay, give me a clue?

Okay, okay, okay.

Do I say you look beautiful

and, uh, not all women

-can carry off that look?
-Correct.

-Okay.
-See?

No, because I had
a dodgy haircut once

and you said I was beautiful,
on the inside.

Yeah,
because you can handle it.

Voula is sensitive.

Oh, I'm so confused.

I reckon Angelo
will give you heaps more work.

Yeah,
if I sell anything.

He might like these.

-Anyway, I better go.
-Yeah.

- I'll see you later.
-Okay.

Twice in one week.
Lucky me.

Maybe the universe is trying
to tell you something.

What, run for the hills?
What are you doing here?

Well, I'm a man and this is
a men's clothing store,

um, so not that hard
to join the dots really.

-Ah, you on the other hand--
-Bryn. Hey.

-Alex. So nice to see you.
-Yeah.

-Don't tell me you work here?
-Yup.

I'll leave you guys to it.

Thanks again, Frankie.

Bye, Frankie.

So how'd you go?

I couldn't get
what you wanted,

I got some ice instead.

-Hm.
-Mate, it's just as good,

it's probably even better.

You don't have to
if you don't want to.

I can always find
someone else to play with.

All right,
I finish in an hour.

Well, why wait?
Business isn't exactly booming.

Closing time.

Yeah, yeah, tonight.

Any time you like.

I know.

It's fine.
Yeah, okay, bye.

Bye.

Hey, can you
top up your credit?

-You're running out.
-Why do you have my phone?

Well, I was calling
all your friends.

I am throwing a spontaneous
little shindig tonight

-to celebrate moving in.
-For two weeks.

Yeah, yeah, for two weeks.

But I just need to invite
that Matt guy.

Have you seen him sunbake?
Oh, my God, hot!

-But we just had a party.
-So?

So? Well, it's up to Matt
and the others to invite us,

otherwise it looks...
desperate.

But Voula is desperate.

-Aren't you, Voula?
-Retta!

-Yeah, you better believe it.
-See?

-She's got nothing to lose.
-Well, that's it.

Matt just doesn't realize yet
that I'm his perfect woman.

Spoken like a true stalker.

-Oh, hey, how'd you go?
-Yeah, good.

Here's the invoice.

Thanks for that.

So apparently there's a party
next door tonight.

-Yeah, so I heard.
-Yeah, are you going?

Oh, I don't know.
I'll see how I feel.

Oh, I think Matt might
appreciate the support.

I think Voula is keen
for him to go.

Oh, now there's a spicy combo.

Oh, yeah, best not to dwell
on that thought.

Well, there's
no accounting for taste.

- Mm.
-I mean, look at Coby

and that girl he's seeing.

Oh, yeah, Dave mentioned
something about that.

-Helen?
-Heather.

She's nice enough.

Only enough?

She's fine.

But?

Oh, I just don't see it.

And, oh, gee,
it's kind of like

he's just going along with it
'cause there's nothing else.

And I honestly don't know
what on earth they talk about

aside from him
doing animal impressions,

her falling about laughing
and leaving him notes.

Anyway.

Sound like she rubs you up
the wrong way.

Which is stupid,
because it's his life,

so why should I care?

I had my chance
and I said, no.

Oh, sorry Julie,
for all the, blah.

No, it's fine.
Anytime.

My heart went out to her,
but as much as you might want

to offer advice, sometimes
it actually isn't your place.

Oh, you can leave those.

Carbo's thing is all catered.

Hey, rock up to a party
empty handed?

Yeah, this one.

-No, there are standards.

I'll catch you up.

Mum.

I was just about to go...

Sure.

Tomorrow?

Well...

Really?

Okay, thanks for telling me.

Ahh.

It's Jim, my Dad,
he's in hospital.

He's sick, he's,
he's really sick.

-Well, I'll come with you.
-No, no.

-You go to the party, I'll--
-Jake, I want to.

Yeah well...

Hey, I get to
drive for once.

Hey. Um, are you guys
going to Carbo's party?

-Mate--
- If you give me

a minute, actually
give me half a minute.

Hey, um, wait until you see me
in these jeans,

I'm a spunk.

-You have to tell him.
-What, the bit about cancer,

or that I'm seeing Jim at all?

-Enter.

Ha, ha, you're knocking.

Better.

Now, which one says
"fun, but sexy"?

Oh, blue.

Yeah, you're wearing blue,
I can't wear blue.

Um, ah, red.

Ha, ha.

Um, I'm not going
to the party.

Oh, come on, come on,
you've got to come.

No, no, I've got to go
and see Jim.

-Who?
-Barton.

He's, ah, been in touch.

He's not well, so...

I, I thought you said
you weren't going

to have anything to do
with him?

He's sick, Al.

He's in hospital.

You remember
when I was little?

All those doctors and tests.

Stripping off in front
of medical students.

-Yeah, I remember.
-Yeah, well, he doesn't,

because that arsehole
wasn't there.

You know what?

You do what you want.

That's what I'm doing.

Want one?

Sorry, I forgot
you already do.

You're on fire.

Or is that
just wishful thinking?

Hey, welcome.

You just, ah,
doubled the crowd.

Yeah, this party's
not really a party.

Oh, I don't know,
you make your own fun.

You remember Bryn?

Um, no, have we...
Have we met?

-Ah, yeah.
- Oh, yeah.

It was nice of Carbo
and Retta

to make that sign
for Voula seeing as though

she's only staying
a fortnight.

Yeah, no,
they didn't make it.

-Have you seen Alex?
-What is with that?

You meet him once
and then suddenly you're what,

-soul mates?
-Well he's always up

for a good time.
Unlike some.

- Oop!
-Sorry.

So, how long
did you date him for?

Too long.

-It felt longer.
-Right.

So, um, is, is Heather...

No, I didn't invite her.

So you're here
on your own, Matt?

Ah, no, I'm with Coby.

Eh?

Well, lucky I'm here
to keep you company.

-Quite a spread.
-Ah, I cooked it all myself.

Even the pastry,
the pastry things.

-Oh, wow.
-See, the secret is,

don't be scared of butter.

Try this.

I thought of you
when I shelled it.

Oh, sorry, no.
I've got this seafood thing.

Oh, yeah,
already getting me itchy.

I better head
to the bathroom.

Cobalicious!

Surprise.

What are you
doing here?

Voula and I are, like,
best Facebook friends forever.

We've sworn to be
each other's bridesmaids.

Oh.

One day.

How cute.

Oh!

"We have the best cheese."

"No, we have
the best cheese."

"Look we both have
great cheese,

let's live in peace."

The end.

Matt looked like he was off
to the firing squad.

Oh, he'll have a great time.

If Voula has anything to do
with it.

I gather she wasn't taking no
for an answer.

Why, did he seek your advice
on avoidance tactics?

No. You'd have been
proud of me actually,

I didn't even offer advice
when Donna dropped around.

Didn't have to,
Matt stepped in surprisingly.

It's killing you, isn't it?

No.

But there's a reason
they come to me.

-I know people.
-Ohh.

-And I talk sense.
-Okay.

Sense?

Is this about this silly bet
of yours?

It's about making more time
for ourselves.

You can't live
other people's lives for them.

And what's at stake?

-200 bucks?
-Ah, principle.

Well look,
here's a bit of advice,

you can both have for free.

If it mattered enough,
she wouldn't care

about 200 bucks.

I mean,
if it was to help someone,

she'd drop a thousand,

a million,
because that's just the kind

of caring person she is.

That is the nicest thing
anyone's said to me in ages.

-Does that mean the bet's off?
-No!

Two hundred bucks is still
two hundred bucks, Dave.

Oh!

Forgive me, Matt,
I startled you.

No I, I just thought
I was alone...

in the bathroom.

Everybody's so different
with their personal space.

Me I like it
cheek to cheek.

But well, my friend Evie,

she can't have anyone
within two meters,

which is such a shame,

'cause she's a really
promising netballer.

Let me
show you something.

Something most men never see.

Okay.

Is this hair human?

No, silly.

Horse.

Just, um, chucking it
out there, Voula,

why does a grown woman
collect dolls?

Why does a grown man
want to be a rock star?

Right.

I see where you're going
with this.

It's because we're all
a bunch of babies,

but only some of us admit it.

Do you want to see the rest
of the Eastern Bloc?

Look, I'd love to, um,

but, ah, maybe
some other time, eh?

Ooh, I've got to...

-He's late.
-He's coming.

Ooh, and here he is.

Sorry, I got held up
at a property inspection.

Not to worry,
you're here now.

Just a drop.
Thanks, mate.

I've been looking forward
to this dinner all afternoon.

-Me, too.
-So was it worth it?

-Sorry?
-The property.

-Did you like it?
-Oh yeah, I loved it.

It reminded me of that
little shack we used to have

with the black and white lino.

Anyway, there was a lot
of interest in this place.

This area is seriously
on the up.

So you're thinking
of living around here?

Well, I'd like to
if that's not an intrusion.

Of course not.

I don't own the suburb.

Pity. She'd be a billionaire.

Well, it would be nice
to have you close.

Thank you.

- Here.
-No, I'm fine, thank you.

-Are you expecting someone?
-Hmm?

Well, you've been staring
at that phone

-like it's Miranda Kerr.
-No, I'm not.

-Are you all right?
-I'm great.

You just seem a bit...

What... handsome, sexy?

-Distracted.

Ah, Alex.

Alex.

Where are you?

No, no, stay there,
I'm coming.

You are, yeah,
you are, you know,

you know, top,
great girl, top shelf.

You're tops, too.

It's just, you know,

things are moving a bit...
a bit fast.

-I'm glad you said that.
-Yes.

-I was feeling that.
-Yes.

Like being swept up
by an ocean wave.

-I'm sorry?
-I mean,

I want to have kids young,
but still...

-Well, hang on.
-I never thought

I'd meet the one
before my 21st.

Your face. Don't freak.

It's okay, but we have
all the time in the world.

Oh. I'm thirsty.

-You thirsty?
-Mm-hmm.

I'm drowning.

♪ When I'm broken down ♪

♪ All I wanna do is just
Talk, talk ♪

♪ Talk to you, yeah ♪

Every morning I get out
of the little fold up bed

and every morning
my mate's wife folds it up

within seconds of my feet
hitting the floor.

I'm sure
she doesn't hate you.

She does. I'm going to move
into a hotel

before she folds it up
with me still in it.

And I'm going to sleep in.

Oh, I'm jealous.

Early start.

Ah, is it that time already?

Can I get you guys
anything?

Um, just the bill.
Thanks, mate.

Oh, it's all right, Simon.

You forget, I'm the boss.

There is no bill.

Poof!

Well, the next one's on me.

No question.

And I need to pick your brains
about a hotel.

Is the one near the hospital,
is that as dodgy as it looks?

-Stay with us.
-Mum.

Yes, yes, why not?

No, I... I couldn't.

Well, until
you find somewhere.

I mean, I'm here at the club
all the time.

Yeah, it's really...
It's too much.

And nothing
would make me happier

than you two spending
a bit more time together.

Have you
thought this through?

Why don't I go to the bar
and get a round of stickies.

My shout, just to end
a lovely evening.

How long have you been
planning this?

About 20 seconds.

-It's all right, isn't it?
-Yeah, of course.

It's just...

I know, unexpected.

Matt just doesn't like me.

Or maybe, he likes you so much
it scares him.

Yeah, that's not it.

Look, if the guy likes you,
he likes you.

There's no, "She's so hot
it frightens me."

Stop messing
with your dolls.

Make your intentions clear.

You're right.

I will.

Crystal.

What?

-Would you mind?
-Mm.

♪ I'll bet you never seen me ♪

♪ Wanna groove like this
Wanna move like this ♪

♪ Dance 'till the sun
Comes up ♪

♪ Nothing in this world
Can stop me now... ♪

See?

Be direct.

♪ Stay in this moment ♪

♪ I'ma stay
In this moment now... ♪

Whoa!

Okay.

Okay, easy.

Okay, I've got to be...
I've got to be...

I have to be... I've got to be
straight with you.

Although for me, that's
really hard.

I can't like you
the way that you like me.

I've been trying
to make it work and I can't.

-Well, not yet, maybe--
-No, no, not ever.

I wish I could be different,
I do, but I can't.

It's just...
just who I am.

I... I understand.

-You do?
-I think so.

-Yep.
-You're gay.

-What? No, I'm not, no.
-It... It's okay, really.

It's really not because,
um, because--

You poor thing,
look how freaked out you are.

I read about this in Dolly,

even though you enjoy sex
with girls,

you can't fall in love
with them, can you?

-Is that it?
-Hmm.

I want you to know
I understand

and I don't regret
a single moment.

I really hope
you find happiness.

Thank you.

So we're breaking up, yeah?

You're leaving, Heather?

I know you like Coby.

I've seen the way
you look at him.

Ah, you don't need
to say anything,

you're only human.

But you're wasting your time.

I am?

He's gay.

He just told me.

Coby didn't need advice.

He had his own way
of handling things.

I can't believe
you played the gay card

-to get out of a relationship.
-Oh, I didn't.

Well, tell me
what you said, then?

Okay, exact words.

I... I... I didn't...

I didn't say anything.

Well, you must have
done something.

-Or not done something.
-Yeah, all right.

Hey. Oh, you missed a night.

Matt and Voula, it was like
two planets colliding.

-And Coby came out.
- Hey!

Was Alex there?

Yeah, sort of.

What do you mean?

Um, he, he didn't come in.

He went somewhere
with Bryn.

What was Bryn
doing there?

Not sure.

I might...
I'm going to call it in.

He seemed, um...

Bryn seemed what?

Oh, I don't know he,
he just seemed a bit twitchy.

All he cared about
is where's Alex?

-When's Alex getting here.
- Well, so what?

They've hit it off.
Good for them.

-Sian.
-Sian what?

Bryn is not
like that anymore.

Are you sure?

What, so you reckon,
he's on drugs again?

Bloody hell.

What are you doing?

Well, they must be on it
together.

Oh, for God's sakes,
I am not being part

of some
pathetic intervention.

Okay, you know, hang, hang on.
Hang on.

Okay, um, I, I might have
read too much into it.

Yeah, but you know this guy
pretty well, don't you?

Look, I understand
that he hurt you, Frankie,

and it's hard for you
to see the best in him.

But I see it.

Sure. No, no, I...
I probably overreacted.

Let's all just
take a deep breath.

I don't want to make
matters worse

by jumping to conclusions.

My advice to anyone,

if you're going to put things
out there,

you'd better have
the evidence to back them up.

-Morning.
-Morning.

Hi. Um,
Dave said the job book

-was in here somewhere.
-Oh, yes.

-There you go.
-Thank you.

How was the party?

Oh yeah, not great.

Oh, Coby?

No. Coby's the least
of my problems at the moment.

Oh.

Look I... I promise to stop
doing this to you, but...

I don't mind listening.

I'm pretty sure
that the brother of a friend

is supplying drugs
to the brother

of another friend.

-Right.
-Yeah.

And it's doing my head in,

but I'm, I'm guessing

you don't know that much
about drugs.

Ah, well,
I wouldn't say that.

We've had a few experiences
in the past.

Someone close to us
had problems, so.

And your advice is?

My advice.

The $200 question.

I mean, do...
do you let it go,

because people
don't want to hear?

Or do you say something
and make them listen

before it's too late?

It's not easy,
but sticking your head

in the sand's never a solution
to anything.

So I say get it out
in the open.

Sooner rather than later.

What's that for?

Talking sense, hopefully.

Oh, ha.

Petty cash.

Hey Alex, Jake's been trying
to call you.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, slow down.

Yeah, of course
he's going to be pissed off,

you've only just started
working there.

No. No, no, no, mate,
I'm not calling him.

Where, where are you?

Is Bryn there?

But I should go.

Oh, don't worry
about it, mate,

-it's just a casual job.
-Yeah, I know it is, but, I...

Frankie. Hey.

I thought you might be here.

What can I say,
I'm a creature of habit.

Have a... have a drink.

No, no, I'm not staying.

-Nah, me neither.
-What?

-It's time to call it a night.
-No, no, no, no,

you've got to have,
have one more.

No, no, no.
I've got to go.

I've got to go boxing
in an hour,

and this afternoon,
I work.

Knock yourself out.

You'll have a drink,
won't you, Frankie?

-No, Alex.
-Just a--

-I've come to take you home.
-No, a little one.

Little drink, like,
on my round.

Jake chose that arsehole
over me.

Taxi!

Turn your lights off then.

-Frankie.
-Yes, Alex.

Can you not tell Jake?

Oh, mate.

-Please?
-He's going to want to know.

Yeah, he won't understand
what it's like, or why.

I think he might.

He won't,
because he's perfect.

Come on.

Hey, taxi!

-You take cards, yeah?
- Yep.

Alex!

♪ You hit me
Like a subway train ♪

♪ And I will never be
The same ♪

♪ And darling
I'll follow you down... ♪

Alex.

♪ ...To the ground ♪

Sorry, sir, won't be long.

What happened, Alex?

Al!

It's just a couple of bumps
and bruises.

No broken bones.

Well, tell me.

Frank, tell me?

Sometimes,
you have no choice.

You just have to tell it
like it is.

The whole truth,
and nothing but the truth.