Packed to the Rafters (2008–2013): Season 6, Episode 6 - Manning Up - full transcript
Blokes nowadays have
forgotten how to be men.
Knock, knock.
There's a lady waiting,
and your tea's getting cold.
You don't lean
on others
or go boo-hoo
when you break something.
You fix it.
♪ Are you going
Round the twist? ♪
♪ Have you ever ♪
♪ Ever felt like this? ♪
Here he is.
I'll pour you a cup.
I was a bloody idiot,
wasting something
so precious.
-Sorry?
- Just listen.
I put at risk everything
that I care about.
Our marriage, and our home.
Our little girl.
Eleanor was a fancy,
a stupid mistake.
Dad...
It's you that I want.
Always has been.
Can you forgive me?
Of course I forgive you.
My lovely Louise.
Eleanor, here,
let me take that.
Oh, thank you.
I know how your father felt.
I always have--
No, he didn't understand
what he was saying.
Yes, he did.
He just said it
to the wrong person.
Well, maybe I should say
something to him.
-No. Leave it.
-But he'd hate to upset you.
Another Louise moment?
-Yeah.
-Jules, he's not in control.
Telling him won't make
any difference.
Well, who knows?
It might.
Yes, we rely on the generosity
of sponsors.
No, companies like yours
can really make a difference.
Every contribution helps.
Ah, Eleanor.
Thank you.
That's very kind.
No problem.
Fancy a game of battleship?
Oh, I don't know.
You always win.
Come on. I never took you
for a chicken.
I'd be delighted.
Eh.
- I love mirrors.
-I know.
I can never pick
which view is better,
the front or the back.
But with a mirror,
I can see both at once.
-We should get to work.
-Oh, again?
-You're unstoppable.
-No, I meant to the shop.
-Ah.
-It's not fair leaving Em
on her own all morning.
Yeah, but it's better for her
if we're happy,
and I'm happy.
Me too.
So, are you pregnant yet?
Ooh, I don't know.
Maybe.
-Let me see...
-What, you can tell?
No, Carbo,
but I do feel more relaxed
than I have in weeks.
Hmm, yeah.
All this daily sexy thing
has sucked the fun out of it,
but I'm totally up for it.
Oh.
No, Juno.
-She knows her name!
-We taught her something.
-See? We are good parents.
-Come on. Let's celebrate.
Ten minutes max.
No problem.
Okay. Great, thank you.
Bye.
Oh, I thought
that would never come.
That was my first
big sponsor.
Oh, well, well done.
Small sponsor.
-Now I know it's possible.
-Hmm?
-To manage a baby and a job.
-Hmm.
So long as your boss
lets you work from home
and your parents
do the housework.
Are you okay?
Yeah, of course.
Now, what goes where?
-Uh, everything just goes there.
-Oh.
Darling, it's better to have
some kind of system.
No, 'cause I'll just
mess it up
if I grab a bib or something.
Yeah, but why don't you
just let me sort it?
No, I like it.
It's okay.
-Darling, it'll take a second.
-Mom, just don't, okay?
You don't need
to roll these socks,
'cause he's not going to know
if they don't match.
Are you sure he's yours?
-Oh, no, I meant that...
It's just... 'Cause you used
to dress so well.
Just leave it, okay, Mom?
Okay.
I'm sure you can manage.
Shh, shh.
Shh, shh, shh, shh.
- Yo, Natho!
-Shh.
I've been on hold
for 20 minutes
listening to Greensleeves
over and over.
Now I want ice cream.
And every time that message
comes on about
how important my call is,
I think someone's picked up.
Well, at least
you get more time
to play with little Edward!
It's not play time, mate,
it's bed time.
Wow, that's a strong gaze.
He's really alert.
Sleepy time.
Daddy needs to work.
Why don't you take him inside
and find a quiet spot?
-There's no such thing.
-Hey, you could work
from our place,
couldn't he, honey?
Yeah, sure, while we're
at the shop.
-Are you serious?
-Yeah, yeah,
I'll grab you a spare key.
Thank you.
Hello. Hi.
It's Nathan from
Sydney Refugee Assist.
-Oh, he's really alert now.
-Yeah, yeah.
-Could you just... While I...
-Sure... Um, sure. Sure.
Hi. Hi, hi.
Uh, yeah, I was just
after your call.
Hey, little guy.
Oh. Uh-oh.
Is that G, GIO or GU?
-Anyone home?
- Hi.
Uh, no, everyone's out.
Um...
working.
I know.
I'm here to cook,
clean, and help
smooth the path to success
for the Living Balcony gang.
-That's very kind of you.
-Oh, well,
for reasons
I won't elaborate on,
I've decided to throw myself
into helping others,
around my Boat Club
commitments, of course.
-Good for you.
-Mmm.
I think I'm going to find
life's real rewards right here.
-At Carbo's?
-Oh, no, no, not here exactly.
I just mean not...
out there.
Right.
Could I get you
a nut smoothie?
No, thanks.
Or a disinfected work area?
I'm all good. I think I might
just, um, you know...
Oh, I understand.
-You want me to shh.
-Thanks, Donna.
-Not a peep.
-Okay.
-Shh.
-Shh.
You won't even know
I'm here.
Hi. Hi,
it's Nathan Rafter here
-from Sydney Refugee Assist.
Yes, I was just...
Can I just give you...
Oh, you've gone.
Donna?
-Sorry.
Perhaps I could
tidy up outside.
That's a great idea.
Oh, for... Ah!
Who keeps a leaf blower handy
just in case you need
to wake up a baby?
-She was only trying to help.
Imagine if Donna tried
to hinder?
Oh, she could
bring down governments.
Thank goodness that's over.
I don't think I could handle
another defeat.
I suspect
you're letting me win.
I would never do
something so gentlemanly.
Ah, yes, Ted
"Take No Prisoners" Taylor.
Eleanor "The Constant Gardner"
McCormack.
Eleanor, would you like
to stay for dinner?
Oh, gosh, is it
that time already?
The hours just disappear
when we're together.
I'm so glad you're in my life.
I... I've got to get going.
I won't stay
for dinner, Julie.
No, stay.
I'll see myself out.
Something I said?
-Yes.
-Jules--
No.
Well, come on.
It can't be all that bad.
It was something
you said to mom.
Oh, I should've known
it was her.
How could I not know
it was her?
Dad, Eleanor understands.
She just sat there
for hours all smiles.
Well, the woman would do
anything for you.
That's not your concern.
-Where are you going?
-Can't a man go for a walk?
Dad!
-You like me, don't you?
-What?
I was talking to Juno.
She likes me.
Yeah, of course she does.
Edward doesn't.
He cried when I looked at him.
Retta, babies cry
all the time.
Yeah. Yeah, you're right.
And I am wearing yellow.
That energy can stress
babies out.
Tomorrow,
I'm going to try pastels,
maybe blue, or green.
Hopefully that'll work.
-Oh! Whoa!
Oh, hi, Mr. Taylor!
Sorry.
She can be a bit excitable.
Get it off me!
Keep the mutt away from me
before I kick its teeth in!
Oh.
Ow.
A man has to stick up
for himself, doesn't he?
Let's go inside.
-Ow.
- Here, Juno.
Good girl.
No, I'm fine. It was just...
It was just a bit scary,
-that's all.
-What was?
Hey, you're going
to ruin dinner.
What was scary?
I bet you Donna has cooked
something delicious.
Mr. Taylor and Juno had
a bit of a run in.
What do you mean?
She was barking,
and he kicked her away.
Yeah, but he didn't mean
to push me.
What, he pushed you?
Whoa, all the labels
are facing out.
-Retta.
-And in alphabetical order.
Retta, I'm talking to you.
Well, I should've been holding
onto the leash tighter.
Well, I'm going to
talk to him.
-No, no, no, no, no, no.
-No, no, look, he's not well.
The Rafters aren't
exactly telling people,
but he's got dementia.
Oh, no. Does he...
Does he realize?
Yeah. He just gets
a bit confused
and makes a few mistakes.
Poor bloke.
That's why I look after
Ruby sometimes.
-But he'd never hurt Ruby?
-Oh, not intentionally.
God, that's awful.
Still, I think you should
talk to him.
Why? The Rafters have enough
to worry about as it is.
Come on, Dad,
answer your phone.
-Nothing?
-No.
It's getting dark.
I just want to know
where he is.
Maybe he's at Eleanor's.
Well, I hope not.
He was so angry.
-Angry at himself.
You see that sunset?
Oh, it makes you want
to paint.
Not that you could capture
something that beautiful.
I'll put this in my room.
He doesn't remember
anything, does he?
Probably a good thing.
So you were right,
I shouldn't have told him.
I just upset him for nothing.
Well, maybe he doesn't
need to know
about every single incident.
Yeah, but he would hate that
we're keeping things from him.
-I should check on him.
-I'll go.
Ted?
Yeah?
Uh, before you get started,
I know what I said to Eleanor...
and I don't
want to talk about it.
I reckon
that's a man's privilege.
I'll give you a hoy
when dinner's ready.
Eleanor, Louise.
♪ I got burned... ♪
♪ I got burned ♪
♪ I got burned... ♪
Hi.
♪ I got burned ♪
♪ I got burn... ♪
Emma!
Emma!
-Geez.
-Hi.
Hi.
Listen, I was, uh, hoping that
you'd come watch my mate's
band play tomorrow night.
Dead Table?
Well, you know,
they sing that song,
♪ I got burned
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo ♪
-I got--
-Okay, make it stop.
-I'll go.
-Yes.
Provided we go in a group.
Yeah, a group of two.
-No, a group of friends.
-We'll go! Won't we, honey?
-Uh, no, I thought we were--
-Excellent.
It's not a date.
No. It's a double date.
No, a fun midweek outing
with friends.
Dad?
-What are you doing?
-I'm looking for the blanket.
-What blanket?
-Oh, the blanket.
I'm sure it was here.
What...
Yes, but which blanket?
The purple blanket.
Oh, right, okay.
Do you know where it is?
Yes, Dad,
I know where it is.
-Oh, thank goodness.
-Come on back to bed.
Make sure Jules gets it.
If she wakes up without it,
she'll start bawling.
I will, I promise.
When I was about two, I had
this little purple blanket.
It was like
a security blanket.
I couldn't get to sleep
without it, apparently.
That's what he was
searching for.
He was worried I wouldn't be
able to sleep without it.
He was staring straight at me
and he didn't recognize me.
I mean, I've seen him confuse
Eleanor with Mum, but this...
Soon he's not
going to know who I am.
I'm only going to exist
in his memories.
Well...
we'll get through this.
It'll be all right.
Yeah.
You didn't even laugh,
or use freeze frame,
or say, "Ha-ha,
watch this best bit," like...
Well, you'd be the same
if you had to endure
an hour of
easy listening torture.
Trust me, you cannot get
Celine Dion
out of your head.
Don't mention
that name.
Ah, too late.
Oi, you got any plans tonight?
No, no plans.
Come watch my mates play.
-Dead Table.
-There you go.
He plays all their songs.
♪ It's in your eyes now ♪
It's not hard.
It's just that usual
three-chord ho-hum.
Come on.
You love that band.
-Do you know those guys?
-Mmm-hmm.
They're seriously
on the rise.
I'm taking Emma.
She wanted it to be a date,
but I thought the group
situation would be better,
you know.
Make it comfortable.
-You are deluded, but I'm in.
- Geez.
Even a sparky's got more
industry contacts than I do.
Will you buck up? You've got
party plans before tea break.
Well, at least
I haven't sold out.
No, you're really
living the dream.
Now dig.
112 Needham Street
need a trench right
in the middle of the lawn.
We'll finish up
yesterday's job.
You've got three hours.
I'll only need one
to bury myself.
You are so going out tonight.
Good morning,
Mr. Taylor.
Oh, you little rascal.
Yeah, she can be
a bit naughty sometimes.
I might finish early tonight.
Come straight home.
Oh. Okay.
Goodbye, beautiful.
Hey. Steady there, mate.
Mr. Taylor...
-You all right?
-Yeah.
He just... He gets confused,
and no one was hurt,
were they?
No, I'm fine,
and the dog's fine.
We're just worried
about Mr. Taylor.
Yeah, next time
it might not be us.
It might be some girl
who doesn't know him.
Yeah, well, you did
the right thing and tell...
Speak of the devil.
-Excuse us.
-Sorry, Mr. Taylor.
What's the old loon
done now?
Don't coddle me!
A real man
holds his ground.
But what if the ground keeps
shifting under his feet?
Oh.
We just need a plan.
Yeah, a nursing home.
No, Dad.
It's only going
to get worse.
Well, we'll deal with it.
It's going to get easier for me
and bloody awful for you.
We should discuss our options.
No, I'm looking after dad.
-End of story.
-You've already got Ruby.
You don't want to have to handle
another helpless child.
No offense, Rubes.
Dad, I'm here all day.
I'll just keep one eye on you.
We'll make a few adjustments.
There'll come a time where
I need watching constantly.
That's now, Ted.
I'll make us another cuppa.
-You sure you can manage?
-Yes.
-Ruby needs you too.
-Yeah, I can do both.
Yeah, what about your writing?
You can't give it up.
You've only just started.
Do you want dad to live
in an institution?
-Of course not.
-Then... it's settled.
You take care of the business
and I'll take care of dad.
God, I feel horrible.
Maybe we shouldn't have
said anything?
Oh, not knowing is much worse.
Yeah, for who?
Truth's best, babe.
Every time.
♪ ...was his mate ♪
♪ Little Peter Rabbit
Had a sleep ♪
♪ And it was great ♪
Little...
That's not how it goes.
Sorry, I thought you guys
would be out. I'll, um...
-I'll come back.
-No, no, no.
You get back here
with that cute baby.
He should be sleeping, right?
He does not sleep.
- Mmm.
- Party boy.
-Hey, where's my phone?
My books say it's separation
anxiety and that it'll pass,
-but Edward can't read.
-Hey. Hey, little.
-Hey, hey...
-No, no, no.
-What did you do?
-Nothing. I just looked.
-Then look away!
Sorry, my boss is
just hanging in there
with the whole family friendly
workplace bit.
Oh, it sounds stressful.
What do you do?
Mom says she wants to help,
but she's got enough
to worry about.
-Yeah, she does.
-Mmm.
Well, my baby, my job.
I chose this.
Aw. Hello.
-Oh, come on.
-I'm wearing pastels.
- It was in my pocket.
You should maybe make
a break for it while you can.
Yeah, sorry.
Bye.
Oh, come on, buddy.
Oh.
It's all my fault.
-I made him cry.
-What?
Carbo, he took
one look at me and bam,
floodgates were open.
No, he probably just
crapped himself.
No, it's me.
I don't have
the mother gene.
I should never be a parent.
No. Look at Juno.
She loves you.
Is this what we have
to look forward to?
-Sorry?
-Being stressed like Nathan,
-juggling babies and work.
-No, yeah, look, don't worry.
Our baby will be
the happiest kid ever.
How can it not be
with funsters like us around?
True.
Look, it won't cry ever.
Honey, babies cry.
No, ours will lie
in a basket all day,
looking up at flowers,
making googly noises.
Wait, we're going to keep
the baby in the shop?
Sure. Otherwise how will
we run the business?
We'll take photos
of our baby in flowerpots.
Make a squillion.
-Where's Matt?
-Where's the trench?
Well, we can't do anything
until he's finished,
and he hasn't even started.
Sweet. Lunchtime.
Better check on Emma.
It's like water boarding.
It's not torture,
it's persistence.
I plan to wear her down.
Yeah, like the glaciers
in New Zealand.
-Oop.
Rafters Electrical.
Oh, yeah, g'day.
Glad you called back.
Yeah, Living Balcony.
I'll text you the number.
Righto.
Oh, ask for Emma
and tell her Buzz sent you.
All right. See you.
-Who was that?
-A client for Emma.
-I recommended her.
- I take it back.
-She doesn't stand a chance.
-I know.
This is more than
just a thrill of the chase
-for you, isn't it?
-What?
I've never actually seen you
like this before.
-Are you blushing?
-Oh, piss off!
You are! Oh, my God,
you really, really like her.
She's just...
I've never met
anybody like her.
Oh, good afternoon
and welcome.
Dave did say 122 Needham.
No, 112.
Anyone have a pen?
I just need to write
a quick note.
That is fantastic.
Yes, an ongoing commitment
like that
would really, really help.
-No, it's not just monetary.
No. Oh...
All contributions
are really appreciated.
Ah, yes, we do
regular fundraisers.
It could be part
of a blind auction.
Excuse me, Mr. Speaker,
but I know for a fact.
I will never...
He's not interested
in an informative debate,
a debate based
on truth and evidence--
Order, order.
He likes Question Time.
Emma did too.
Oh. Thank you.
Thank you.
That's very generous of you.
So, basically,
I try to get the very rich
to give to the very poor.
-Like Robin Hood?
-Ah, yeah, yeah,
except I can't steal.
They have to want to give it,
which can be a problem.
Still, I'm impressed,
and a little envious.
Why?
Because you go to sleep
at night
knowing that you help people.
Oh, yes. Sleep.
I've kind of forgotten
about that.
-Thank you, Edward.
This phase will pass.
By tonight?
'Cause I'm kind of exhausted.
Next,
you'll be up all night,
worried what your teenager
is doing and with whom.
I reckon mom still lies awake,
worried that I'm going to drop
the baby or something.
Oh, look,
everyone drops their baby.
What?
Once, when Emma
was a toddler,
-I pushed her out of a tree.
-Oh.
She was climbing
ridiculously high.
And another time,
I left her on the 311 bus.
Well, that's
an easy mistake to make.
I know. She was such
a quiet little thing,
and I had all that shopping.
Oh. I was a terrible mother.
Well, not... not terrible,
just unsuited.
Hey, you raised
a fantastic person.
-I did, didn't I?
-Yeah.
Ah, there are no rules.
-None of us have a clue.
No, it's just that everything
I'm doing is being watched by
the mother of the year.
-You mean Julie?
-Yeah.
Well, she is an exception.
She is perfect.
Oh, sh-ugar.
-Mommy said sugar.
- What's up?
Oh, Ruby will only eat egg
this week, and that was dinner.
Oh, well, I'll just walk down
to the shop
and pick us up a carton.
Oh, you know what?
Why don't we all go?
Yeah.
Yeah, that's probably wise.
Yeah. Um, why don't we go
and find you a jumper, darling?
Come on.
Go for a walk
to the shops, yeah?
I'll buy candy.
Just a moment.
Oh, Dad, are you sure?
Afternoon.
Mr. Taylor.
I just want to say
I'm sorry.
Oh, it's nothing.
Already forgotten.
No, no, no.
Please, I need to apologize.
The truth is, I'm not well.
My mind keeps playing
silly tricks on me.
We understand.
We've known each other
for a long time.
I need you
to look out for me.
We will.
Um, Dad, we should go
if we want to make the shop
-before it closes.
-Mmm-hmm.
-See you.
-Bye.
Bye, Carbo.
Bye, love.
One, two, three.
- Whoa!
- One, two, three.
- Whoa!
Hey, what do you think
of that one?
Has anyone seen
Edward's, uh, jumpsuit?
-Um...
-Oh.
-Is this it?
-Ugh.
I'll soak it.
Never juggle babies
with bowls of spaghetti.
Living Balcony's
got a new client.
Ooh, a good client?
Mmm, it's a tiny courtyard,
but he used the phrase
"money no object,"
Ah. The three little words.
See? Your flyers are working.
Oh, it's...
it was word of mouth.
Whose mouth?
Buzz recommended us.
Could that guy
get any better?
I'll thank him
at the gig tonight.
Are you coming, Nathan?
No. I've got daddy duties.
Well, don't your parents
have Edward tonight?
Yeah, so I can get
some work done
and hopefully catch up
on some sleep
before his two o'clock feed.
2:00 a.m.?
Most nights it's 11:00,
2:00, and 5:00.
The first six months
are the toughest.
So, then you deserve
a night out now and then.
Forget it, Retta.
He's not going out
for the next 18 years.
Isn't that right, Nathan?
Ha-ha, that's very funny,
Carbo.
You young people
just enjoy yourselves, okay?
-Toodaloo.
-Thanks, Mom.
-Don't work too hard, mate.
- Bye.
Well, come later if you can.
You need some time for you.
So, check those out?
Yeah, no.
No?
Hey, you're looking hot!
Thank you,
but I'm not really worried
about my appearance right now.
Why would you be?
It's just
launching a business
and having a baby
at the same time...
I know.
How exciting is our life?
Nathan's life isn't exciting.
He's living a nightmare.
Oh, yeah,
but there's two of us.
Yeah, and he has family
right there.
Yeah, but we share Julie.
You know,
she's everybody's mom.
Yeah, and now we know
she's tied up.
Hmm.
I just think we should
go back on the pill.
-Oh, come on, no way.
-Look, we're so happy.
Just until
we're better placed.
Yeah, but we don't know
how long it's going to take
to get pregnant.
So?
So, we could be
millionaires by then.
Or it could be next month.
Oh, look, come on, admit it,
it's fun trying, eh?
Yeah, it is, but...
Come on, then don't stop
a good thing. Hmm?
Let life unravel.
That's my motto.
-Is it?
-Yeah.
Why not? It's good.
-Okay.
-Okay?
-Let's go out.
-We're going out. Yes.
Unravel.
Wow, it's really crowded.
Yeah!
Let's get into it!
Whoo!
♪ I don't wanna... ♪
I wish I could pack out
a venue like this.
Oh, come on, sad sack.
The first round's on me.
Hi.
So, you didn't stand me up?
No. I had to thank you.
-What's that?
-I want to thank you.
You want to do what to me?
Sorry, I have to be this close
or I can't hear you.
Unbelievable.
Look,
thanks for the new client.
- Hey, mate.
-Hey.
Everyone, Hendo.
-You're Emma?
-No, mate, this is Emma.
-Hi.
-I'm Matt.
Yeah, I play guitar.
Do you want a drink?
Yeah. Something strong.
-We have to cancel.
-Serious?
Yeah. Rhythm guitar
hasn't showed up. Again.
-Lend him yours.
-No, the guitar's here.
Missing is the knob
who plays it.
Well, what if I told you
I could find you a guitarist
who knew all your songs?
I'd say have him
on stage in five.
Up for it?
Of course he is!
You're in then.
Let's do this.
-Aw, my boys.
-Mmm-hmm. Mom.
-No, no, you don't have to--
-No, I like doing it.
Okay.
Don't you think he'd be better
off in his bassinet, darling?
No.
Edward sleeps with me now.
I've been reading all this
stuff about attachment theory.
-Oh, right.
-Yeah.
Balinese villagers
don't put down their kids
-'til they're two.
-Mmm. Their arms must be sore.
Science backs it.
Yes, well, you all had
your own rooms
at a very early age,
and you're fine.
-Wow. Still awake?
- People, please.
Nathan's going to carry
Edward for two years.
-Oh.
-I didn't say that.
-Why are you mocking me?
-I'm not.
We have had
some experience, you know.
-He's my son.
-Yes, I know.
I just don't want to see you
going over the top.
She thinks you're
working a bit hard.
No. No, she thinks
that I'm parenting differently,
and her way's better.
Okay, well,
don't let me interfere.
-Please let her interfere.
-Oh, Dad--
She's got a lot on her plate
at the moment.
-Yeah, I know.
-She could do
with a distraction, and you
could do with the help.
Nice work, by the way.
-He's perfect.
-Thanks.
Well, he's got
a little bit of cradle cap--
Dad.
Sorry. I'm going.
♪ Well, I know, sugar ♪
♪ This is going up
In flames now... ♪
-There you go!
-Whoo!
♪ 'Cause I feel like
I'm walking on fire ♪
♪ When you're talking
There's smoke ♪
♪ Coming out of my head... ♪
I think you sing it better.
♪ Down like a strong man ♪
♪ Burning, over you ♪
♪ Oh ♪
♪ I got burned ♪
Whoo! Whoo!
Rock and roll!
- Oh.
I'm good. I'm good.
Rock and roll!
Thank you!
-Words cannot describe--
-Rock and roll, brother!
-What are you having?
-Anything you want!
- Let's get a drink.
-Okay.
Yeah.
Well, you must be
really grateful now.
Pardon?
Well, I got you free entry,
a new job,
I've cheered Matt up
in a constructive, legal way.
Matt's your friend too.
So you're saying
I'm a nice bloke
who cares about his mates?
All right,
all right, I am grateful.
Grateful enough for a kiss?
Sorry, I don't kiss in bars.
It sounds like
there's a story there.
It leads to heartache.
Well, we could go
somewhere else.
How about I buy you
a drink instead?
And a counter meal?
Beer nuts?
Deal.
So how was day one of your new
"take care of Ted" regime?
It was fine.
Went to the shop,
got some eggs.
Apparently smothered Nathan,
but Ruby remained unscathed,
so that's a plus.
Nathan's just trying
to find his own way.
Mmm.
You know, he hasn't
mentioned Saskia once
since he's been back?
He hasn't even spoken to her.
He will when he's ready.
Yeah, I'm amazed
how well he's coping.
-He's so strong.
I remember the first time
you left me alone with Rachel.
That's right.
I went to go and pick up
my wedding dress.
Yeah. It was only about
20 minutes until I panicked.
You rang
the shopping center
and had them page me
over the loudspeaker.
Yeah. If there's
a Julie Taylor in the center,
could she return home
immediately
because her fiance's
an idiot who doesn't know
how to stop
his daughter crying.
- Mmm.
-Hmm.
Thanks, darling.
What for?
Making me laugh.
So, why aren't you
in bed with Buzz?
Sorry?
-Well, he's perfect.
-Is he?
And it's bed time.
It is bed time. Let's go.
No, let's stay up all night.
Oh, no, honey.
Look, we should get some sleep
while we're, you know...
Yeah, but when we,
you know, we won't be able
to go to gigs
and stay up all night.
No, but there will be
other things
keeping us awake.
Look, I'm going to sleep
while I can.
-Okay. All right.
-Night, honey.
Night. Goodnight.
-Night, Em.
-Night.
Carbo and I are having a baby.
Congratulations!
Oh, no.
Um, I mean we're trying.
Oh, but that's great,
isn't it?
Okay.
I'm going to tell you something,
and you have to promise
not to judge me.
Of course not.
Would it be so awful
if I went back on the pill
and didn't tell Carbo?
Yes.
Okay. Did you have
to be so decisive?
I don't understand
why you'd want to.
Well, 'cause we're really,
really happy.
And the problem is...
Well, we've only been happy
since we started trying again.
And you're worried
if you take away the trying,
you'll lose the happiness.
Exactly.
Plus, I don't think it's really
the right time for a baby.
Still, I don't know, Retta.
I mean, lying to your husband--
A tiny lie, incy.
Still, bad idea.
Yeah, you're right.
Oh, you're enjoying that,
aren't you, Edward?
Just, uh, tell me
if it's too much.
Oh, no, mate, I'm a granddad.
Great granddad, heaven.
Well, look who I found
out front pinching plants.
-Oh, I was just admiring them.
- Hey, Eleanor.
Would you like
some breakfast?
No, thank you.
I've just popped by
to see how you're going, Ted.
Mmm. Uh, Nathan,
I need my knee, mate.
Yep.
There you go. Got him?
Come here. Thanks.
And, Ruby,
you leave the old fella
some toast, eh?
Care to join me
in the backyard, Eleanor?
-Uh--
-Yeah, we've got some lovely
fish ferns out there
you might like.
Oh, David.
Well, it's a bit
chilly outside.
We'll be right,
won't we, mate?
We will.
Won't be long.
Oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi.
You know, Eleanor,
it's been unexpected,
our time together.
That it has.
And a great joy.
You remember that weekend
we went away,
-just the two of us?
-Of course I do.
And you had snowflakes
in your hair
and on your eyelashes.
Your cheeks were so red.
You were so beautiful.
You never told me that before.
Oh, some things
you just don't forget.
Now, I don't know where
this illness is taking me,
but I care too much
to drag you along with me.
I'm a tough old bird.
No, Eleanor.
I won't have you hurt again.
It's not your decision, Ted.
I don't want you
to visit me anymore.
Do you hear me?
I'm going to miss you.
Mmm.
I'm going to miss me too.
♪ Over time I'll see... ♪
So, are you waiting for me
to make the first move?
No fooling. I have a headache.
Ooh, that's bad.
I've heard
about those in marriages.
Not that kind of headache.
Do you think
it's morning sickness?
I think it's a morning-after
-a-sleepless-night sickness.
Ooh, okay, you sit there.
I'll get breakfast.
Oh, thank you. You're amazing.
Mmm-hmm.
Look, don't get used to it.
There'll be no sleeping in
when the baby comes.
♪ How I've always been a kid ♪
♪ With nothing on my hands ♪
♪ Never made my own bed ♪
♪ Never made my own plans ♪
♪ It's time to make
My own bed ♪
♪ It's time to be ♪
♪ A man ♪
♪ All through
My younger years... ♪
-What?
♪ ...that helped me
Face my fears ♪
♪ I tried to run
And turn away... ♪
Well, Ruby
and I are going to go
and brave the magpies
at the park.
Fancy some sunshine, Dad?
Uh, no, thanks, love.
Will you be here?
Nowhere else to be.
Okay.
See you soon.
See you.
♪ ...with nothing
On your hands ♪
♪ Never made... ♪
Fancy some company, Ted?
I'm all right, mate.
♪ It's time to be a man ♪
Manning up
is about facing the truth.
And dealing with it.
forgotten how to be men.
Knock, knock.
There's a lady waiting,
and your tea's getting cold.
You don't lean
on others
or go boo-hoo
when you break something.
You fix it.
♪ Are you going
Round the twist? ♪
♪ Have you ever ♪
♪ Ever felt like this? ♪
Here he is.
I'll pour you a cup.
I was a bloody idiot,
wasting something
so precious.
-Sorry?
- Just listen.
I put at risk everything
that I care about.
Our marriage, and our home.
Our little girl.
Eleanor was a fancy,
a stupid mistake.
Dad...
It's you that I want.
Always has been.
Can you forgive me?
Of course I forgive you.
My lovely Louise.
Eleanor, here,
let me take that.
Oh, thank you.
I know how your father felt.
I always have--
No, he didn't understand
what he was saying.
Yes, he did.
He just said it
to the wrong person.
Well, maybe I should say
something to him.
-No. Leave it.
-But he'd hate to upset you.
Another Louise moment?
-Yeah.
-Jules, he's not in control.
Telling him won't make
any difference.
Well, who knows?
It might.
Yes, we rely on the generosity
of sponsors.
No, companies like yours
can really make a difference.
Every contribution helps.
Ah, Eleanor.
Thank you.
That's very kind.
No problem.
Fancy a game of battleship?
Oh, I don't know.
You always win.
Come on. I never took you
for a chicken.
I'd be delighted.
Eh.
- I love mirrors.
-I know.
I can never pick
which view is better,
the front or the back.
But with a mirror,
I can see both at once.
-We should get to work.
-Oh, again?
-You're unstoppable.
-No, I meant to the shop.
-Ah.
-It's not fair leaving Em
on her own all morning.
Yeah, but it's better for her
if we're happy,
and I'm happy.
Me too.
So, are you pregnant yet?
Ooh, I don't know.
Maybe.
-Let me see...
-What, you can tell?
No, Carbo,
but I do feel more relaxed
than I have in weeks.
Hmm, yeah.
All this daily sexy thing
has sucked the fun out of it,
but I'm totally up for it.
Oh.
No, Juno.
-She knows her name!
-We taught her something.
-See? We are good parents.
-Come on. Let's celebrate.
Ten minutes max.
No problem.
Okay. Great, thank you.
Bye.
Oh, I thought
that would never come.
That was my first
big sponsor.
Oh, well, well done.
Small sponsor.
-Now I know it's possible.
-Hmm?
-To manage a baby and a job.
-Hmm.
So long as your boss
lets you work from home
and your parents
do the housework.
Are you okay?
Yeah, of course.
Now, what goes where?
-Uh, everything just goes there.
-Oh.
Darling, it's better to have
some kind of system.
No, 'cause I'll just
mess it up
if I grab a bib or something.
Yeah, but why don't you
just let me sort it?
No, I like it.
It's okay.
-Darling, it'll take a second.
-Mom, just don't, okay?
You don't need
to roll these socks,
'cause he's not going to know
if they don't match.
Are you sure he's yours?
-Oh, no, I meant that...
It's just... 'Cause you used
to dress so well.
Just leave it, okay, Mom?
Okay.
I'm sure you can manage.
Shh, shh.
Shh, shh, shh, shh.
- Yo, Natho!
-Shh.
I've been on hold
for 20 minutes
listening to Greensleeves
over and over.
Now I want ice cream.
And every time that message
comes on about
how important my call is,
I think someone's picked up.
Well, at least
you get more time
to play with little Edward!
It's not play time, mate,
it's bed time.
Wow, that's a strong gaze.
He's really alert.
Sleepy time.
Daddy needs to work.
Why don't you take him inside
and find a quiet spot?
-There's no such thing.
-Hey, you could work
from our place,
couldn't he, honey?
Yeah, sure, while we're
at the shop.
-Are you serious?
-Yeah, yeah,
I'll grab you a spare key.
Thank you.
Hello. Hi.
It's Nathan from
Sydney Refugee Assist.
-Oh, he's really alert now.
-Yeah, yeah.
-Could you just... While I...
-Sure... Um, sure. Sure.
Hi. Hi, hi.
Uh, yeah, I was just
after your call.
Hey, little guy.
Oh. Uh-oh.
Is that G, GIO or GU?
-Anyone home?
- Hi.
Uh, no, everyone's out.
Um...
working.
I know.
I'm here to cook,
clean, and help
smooth the path to success
for the Living Balcony gang.
-That's very kind of you.
-Oh, well,
for reasons
I won't elaborate on,
I've decided to throw myself
into helping others,
around my Boat Club
commitments, of course.
-Good for you.
-Mmm.
I think I'm going to find
life's real rewards right here.
-At Carbo's?
-Oh, no, no, not here exactly.
I just mean not...
out there.
Right.
Could I get you
a nut smoothie?
No, thanks.
Or a disinfected work area?
I'm all good. I think I might
just, um, you know...
Oh, I understand.
-You want me to shh.
-Thanks, Donna.
-Not a peep.
-Okay.
-Shh.
-Shh.
You won't even know
I'm here.
Hi. Hi,
it's Nathan Rafter here
-from Sydney Refugee Assist.
Yes, I was just...
Can I just give you...
Oh, you've gone.
Donna?
-Sorry.
Perhaps I could
tidy up outside.
That's a great idea.
Oh, for... Ah!
Who keeps a leaf blower handy
just in case you need
to wake up a baby?
-She was only trying to help.
Imagine if Donna tried
to hinder?
Oh, she could
bring down governments.
Thank goodness that's over.
I don't think I could handle
another defeat.
I suspect
you're letting me win.
I would never do
something so gentlemanly.
Ah, yes, Ted
"Take No Prisoners" Taylor.
Eleanor "The Constant Gardner"
McCormack.
Eleanor, would you like
to stay for dinner?
Oh, gosh, is it
that time already?
The hours just disappear
when we're together.
I'm so glad you're in my life.
I... I've got to get going.
I won't stay
for dinner, Julie.
No, stay.
I'll see myself out.
Something I said?
-Yes.
-Jules--
No.
Well, come on.
It can't be all that bad.
It was something
you said to mom.
Oh, I should've known
it was her.
How could I not know
it was her?
Dad, Eleanor understands.
She just sat there
for hours all smiles.
Well, the woman would do
anything for you.
That's not your concern.
-Where are you going?
-Can't a man go for a walk?
Dad!
-You like me, don't you?
-What?
I was talking to Juno.
She likes me.
Yeah, of course she does.
Edward doesn't.
He cried when I looked at him.
Retta, babies cry
all the time.
Yeah. Yeah, you're right.
And I am wearing yellow.
That energy can stress
babies out.
Tomorrow,
I'm going to try pastels,
maybe blue, or green.
Hopefully that'll work.
-Oh! Whoa!
Oh, hi, Mr. Taylor!
Sorry.
She can be a bit excitable.
Get it off me!
Keep the mutt away from me
before I kick its teeth in!
Oh.
Ow.
A man has to stick up
for himself, doesn't he?
Let's go inside.
-Ow.
- Here, Juno.
Good girl.
No, I'm fine. It was just...
It was just a bit scary,
-that's all.
-What was?
Hey, you're going
to ruin dinner.
What was scary?
I bet you Donna has cooked
something delicious.
Mr. Taylor and Juno had
a bit of a run in.
What do you mean?
She was barking,
and he kicked her away.
Yeah, but he didn't mean
to push me.
What, he pushed you?
Whoa, all the labels
are facing out.
-Retta.
-And in alphabetical order.
Retta, I'm talking to you.
Well, I should've been holding
onto the leash tighter.
Well, I'm going to
talk to him.
-No, no, no, no, no, no.
-No, no, look, he's not well.
The Rafters aren't
exactly telling people,
but he's got dementia.
Oh, no. Does he...
Does he realize?
Yeah. He just gets
a bit confused
and makes a few mistakes.
Poor bloke.
That's why I look after
Ruby sometimes.
-But he'd never hurt Ruby?
-Oh, not intentionally.
God, that's awful.
Still, I think you should
talk to him.
Why? The Rafters have enough
to worry about as it is.
Come on, Dad,
answer your phone.
-Nothing?
-No.
It's getting dark.
I just want to know
where he is.
Maybe he's at Eleanor's.
Well, I hope not.
He was so angry.
-Angry at himself.
You see that sunset?
Oh, it makes you want
to paint.
Not that you could capture
something that beautiful.
I'll put this in my room.
He doesn't remember
anything, does he?
Probably a good thing.
So you were right,
I shouldn't have told him.
I just upset him for nothing.
Well, maybe he doesn't
need to know
about every single incident.
Yeah, but he would hate that
we're keeping things from him.
-I should check on him.
-I'll go.
Ted?
Yeah?
Uh, before you get started,
I know what I said to Eleanor...
and I don't
want to talk about it.
I reckon
that's a man's privilege.
I'll give you a hoy
when dinner's ready.
Eleanor, Louise.
♪ I got burned... ♪
♪ I got burned ♪
♪ I got burned... ♪
Hi.
♪ I got burned ♪
♪ I got burn... ♪
Emma!
Emma!
-Geez.
-Hi.
Hi.
Listen, I was, uh, hoping that
you'd come watch my mate's
band play tomorrow night.
Dead Table?
Well, you know,
they sing that song,
♪ I got burned
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo ♪
-I got--
-Okay, make it stop.
-I'll go.
-Yes.
Provided we go in a group.
Yeah, a group of two.
-No, a group of friends.
-We'll go! Won't we, honey?
-Uh, no, I thought we were--
-Excellent.
It's not a date.
No. It's a double date.
No, a fun midweek outing
with friends.
Dad?
-What are you doing?
-I'm looking for the blanket.
-What blanket?
-Oh, the blanket.
I'm sure it was here.
What...
Yes, but which blanket?
The purple blanket.
Oh, right, okay.
Do you know where it is?
Yes, Dad,
I know where it is.
-Oh, thank goodness.
-Come on back to bed.
Make sure Jules gets it.
If she wakes up without it,
she'll start bawling.
I will, I promise.
When I was about two, I had
this little purple blanket.
It was like
a security blanket.
I couldn't get to sleep
without it, apparently.
That's what he was
searching for.
He was worried I wouldn't be
able to sleep without it.
He was staring straight at me
and he didn't recognize me.
I mean, I've seen him confuse
Eleanor with Mum, but this...
Soon he's not
going to know who I am.
I'm only going to exist
in his memories.
Well...
we'll get through this.
It'll be all right.
Yeah.
You didn't even laugh,
or use freeze frame,
or say, "Ha-ha,
watch this best bit," like...
Well, you'd be the same
if you had to endure
an hour of
easy listening torture.
Trust me, you cannot get
Celine Dion
out of your head.
Don't mention
that name.
Ah, too late.
Oi, you got any plans tonight?
No, no plans.
Come watch my mates play.
-Dead Table.
-There you go.
He plays all their songs.
♪ It's in your eyes now ♪
It's not hard.
It's just that usual
three-chord ho-hum.
Come on.
You love that band.
-Do you know those guys?
-Mmm-hmm.
They're seriously
on the rise.
I'm taking Emma.
She wanted it to be a date,
but I thought the group
situation would be better,
you know.
Make it comfortable.
-You are deluded, but I'm in.
- Geez.
Even a sparky's got more
industry contacts than I do.
Will you buck up? You've got
party plans before tea break.
Well, at least
I haven't sold out.
No, you're really
living the dream.
Now dig.
112 Needham Street
need a trench right
in the middle of the lawn.
We'll finish up
yesterday's job.
You've got three hours.
I'll only need one
to bury myself.
You are so going out tonight.
Good morning,
Mr. Taylor.
Oh, you little rascal.
Yeah, she can be
a bit naughty sometimes.
I might finish early tonight.
Come straight home.
Oh. Okay.
Goodbye, beautiful.
Hey. Steady there, mate.
Mr. Taylor...
-You all right?
-Yeah.
He just... He gets confused,
and no one was hurt,
were they?
No, I'm fine,
and the dog's fine.
We're just worried
about Mr. Taylor.
Yeah, next time
it might not be us.
It might be some girl
who doesn't know him.
Yeah, well, you did
the right thing and tell...
Speak of the devil.
-Excuse us.
-Sorry, Mr. Taylor.
What's the old loon
done now?
Don't coddle me!
A real man
holds his ground.
But what if the ground keeps
shifting under his feet?
Oh.
We just need a plan.
Yeah, a nursing home.
No, Dad.
It's only going
to get worse.
Well, we'll deal with it.
It's going to get easier for me
and bloody awful for you.
We should discuss our options.
No, I'm looking after dad.
-End of story.
-You've already got Ruby.
You don't want to have to handle
another helpless child.
No offense, Rubes.
Dad, I'm here all day.
I'll just keep one eye on you.
We'll make a few adjustments.
There'll come a time where
I need watching constantly.
That's now, Ted.
I'll make us another cuppa.
-You sure you can manage?
-Yes.
-Ruby needs you too.
-Yeah, I can do both.
Yeah, what about your writing?
You can't give it up.
You've only just started.
Do you want dad to live
in an institution?
-Of course not.
-Then... it's settled.
You take care of the business
and I'll take care of dad.
God, I feel horrible.
Maybe we shouldn't have
said anything?
Oh, not knowing is much worse.
Yeah, for who?
Truth's best, babe.
Every time.
♪ ...was his mate ♪
♪ Little Peter Rabbit
Had a sleep ♪
♪ And it was great ♪
Little...
That's not how it goes.
Sorry, I thought you guys
would be out. I'll, um...
-I'll come back.
-No, no, no.
You get back here
with that cute baby.
He should be sleeping, right?
He does not sleep.
- Mmm.
- Party boy.
-Hey, where's my phone?
My books say it's separation
anxiety and that it'll pass,
-but Edward can't read.
-Hey. Hey, little.
-Hey, hey...
-No, no, no.
-What did you do?
-Nothing. I just looked.
-Then look away!
Sorry, my boss is
just hanging in there
with the whole family friendly
workplace bit.
Oh, it sounds stressful.
What do you do?
Mom says she wants to help,
but she's got enough
to worry about.
-Yeah, she does.
-Mmm.
Well, my baby, my job.
I chose this.
Aw. Hello.
-Oh, come on.
-I'm wearing pastels.
- It was in my pocket.
You should maybe make
a break for it while you can.
Yeah, sorry.
Bye.
Oh, come on, buddy.
Oh.
It's all my fault.
-I made him cry.
-What?
Carbo, he took
one look at me and bam,
floodgates were open.
No, he probably just
crapped himself.
No, it's me.
I don't have
the mother gene.
I should never be a parent.
No. Look at Juno.
She loves you.
Is this what we have
to look forward to?
-Sorry?
-Being stressed like Nathan,
-juggling babies and work.
-No, yeah, look, don't worry.
Our baby will be
the happiest kid ever.
How can it not be
with funsters like us around?
True.
Look, it won't cry ever.
Honey, babies cry.
No, ours will lie
in a basket all day,
looking up at flowers,
making googly noises.
Wait, we're going to keep
the baby in the shop?
Sure. Otherwise how will
we run the business?
We'll take photos
of our baby in flowerpots.
Make a squillion.
-Where's Matt?
-Where's the trench?
Well, we can't do anything
until he's finished,
and he hasn't even started.
Sweet. Lunchtime.
Better check on Emma.
It's like water boarding.
It's not torture,
it's persistence.
I plan to wear her down.
Yeah, like the glaciers
in New Zealand.
-Oop.
Rafters Electrical.
Oh, yeah, g'day.
Glad you called back.
Yeah, Living Balcony.
I'll text you the number.
Righto.
Oh, ask for Emma
and tell her Buzz sent you.
All right. See you.
-Who was that?
-A client for Emma.
-I recommended her.
- I take it back.
-She doesn't stand a chance.
-I know.
This is more than
just a thrill of the chase
-for you, isn't it?
-What?
I've never actually seen you
like this before.
-Are you blushing?
-Oh, piss off!
You are! Oh, my God,
you really, really like her.
She's just...
I've never met
anybody like her.
Oh, good afternoon
and welcome.
Dave did say 122 Needham.
No, 112.
Anyone have a pen?
I just need to write
a quick note.
That is fantastic.
Yes, an ongoing commitment
like that
would really, really help.
-No, it's not just monetary.
No. Oh...
All contributions
are really appreciated.
Ah, yes, we do
regular fundraisers.
It could be part
of a blind auction.
Excuse me, Mr. Speaker,
but I know for a fact.
I will never...
He's not interested
in an informative debate,
a debate based
on truth and evidence--
Order, order.
He likes Question Time.
Emma did too.
Oh. Thank you.
Thank you.
That's very generous of you.
So, basically,
I try to get the very rich
to give to the very poor.
-Like Robin Hood?
-Ah, yeah, yeah,
except I can't steal.
They have to want to give it,
which can be a problem.
Still, I'm impressed,
and a little envious.
Why?
Because you go to sleep
at night
knowing that you help people.
Oh, yes. Sleep.
I've kind of forgotten
about that.
-Thank you, Edward.
This phase will pass.
By tonight?
'Cause I'm kind of exhausted.
Next,
you'll be up all night,
worried what your teenager
is doing and with whom.
I reckon mom still lies awake,
worried that I'm going to drop
the baby or something.
Oh, look,
everyone drops their baby.
What?
Once, when Emma
was a toddler,
-I pushed her out of a tree.
-Oh.
She was climbing
ridiculously high.
And another time,
I left her on the 311 bus.
Well, that's
an easy mistake to make.
I know. She was such
a quiet little thing,
and I had all that shopping.
Oh. I was a terrible mother.
Well, not... not terrible,
just unsuited.
Hey, you raised
a fantastic person.
-I did, didn't I?
-Yeah.
Ah, there are no rules.
-None of us have a clue.
No, it's just that everything
I'm doing is being watched by
the mother of the year.
-You mean Julie?
-Yeah.
Well, she is an exception.
She is perfect.
Oh, sh-ugar.
-Mommy said sugar.
- What's up?
Oh, Ruby will only eat egg
this week, and that was dinner.
Oh, well, I'll just walk down
to the shop
and pick us up a carton.
Oh, you know what?
Why don't we all go?
Yeah.
Yeah, that's probably wise.
Yeah. Um, why don't we go
and find you a jumper, darling?
Come on.
Go for a walk
to the shops, yeah?
I'll buy candy.
Just a moment.
Oh, Dad, are you sure?
Afternoon.
Mr. Taylor.
I just want to say
I'm sorry.
Oh, it's nothing.
Already forgotten.
No, no, no.
Please, I need to apologize.
The truth is, I'm not well.
My mind keeps playing
silly tricks on me.
We understand.
We've known each other
for a long time.
I need you
to look out for me.
We will.
Um, Dad, we should go
if we want to make the shop
-before it closes.
-Mmm-hmm.
-See you.
-Bye.
Bye, Carbo.
Bye, love.
One, two, three.
- Whoa!
- One, two, three.
- Whoa!
Hey, what do you think
of that one?
Has anyone seen
Edward's, uh, jumpsuit?
-Um...
-Oh.
-Is this it?
-Ugh.
I'll soak it.
Never juggle babies
with bowls of spaghetti.
Living Balcony's
got a new client.
Ooh, a good client?
Mmm, it's a tiny courtyard,
but he used the phrase
"money no object,"
Ah. The three little words.
See? Your flyers are working.
Oh, it's...
it was word of mouth.
Whose mouth?
Buzz recommended us.
Could that guy
get any better?
I'll thank him
at the gig tonight.
Are you coming, Nathan?
No. I've got daddy duties.
Well, don't your parents
have Edward tonight?
Yeah, so I can get
some work done
and hopefully catch up
on some sleep
before his two o'clock feed.
2:00 a.m.?
Most nights it's 11:00,
2:00, and 5:00.
The first six months
are the toughest.
So, then you deserve
a night out now and then.
Forget it, Retta.
He's not going out
for the next 18 years.
Isn't that right, Nathan?
Ha-ha, that's very funny,
Carbo.
You young people
just enjoy yourselves, okay?
-Toodaloo.
-Thanks, Mom.
-Don't work too hard, mate.
- Bye.
Well, come later if you can.
You need some time for you.
So, check those out?
Yeah, no.
No?
Hey, you're looking hot!
Thank you,
but I'm not really worried
about my appearance right now.
Why would you be?
It's just
launching a business
and having a baby
at the same time...
I know.
How exciting is our life?
Nathan's life isn't exciting.
He's living a nightmare.
Oh, yeah,
but there's two of us.
Yeah, and he has family
right there.
Yeah, but we share Julie.
You know,
she's everybody's mom.
Yeah, and now we know
she's tied up.
Hmm.
I just think we should
go back on the pill.
-Oh, come on, no way.
-Look, we're so happy.
Just until
we're better placed.
Yeah, but we don't know
how long it's going to take
to get pregnant.
So?
So, we could be
millionaires by then.
Or it could be next month.
Oh, look, come on, admit it,
it's fun trying, eh?
Yeah, it is, but...
Come on, then don't stop
a good thing. Hmm?
Let life unravel.
That's my motto.
-Is it?
-Yeah.
Why not? It's good.
-Okay.
-Okay?
-Let's go out.
-We're going out. Yes.
Unravel.
Wow, it's really crowded.
Yeah!
Let's get into it!
Whoo!
♪ I don't wanna... ♪
I wish I could pack out
a venue like this.
Oh, come on, sad sack.
The first round's on me.
Hi.
So, you didn't stand me up?
No. I had to thank you.
-What's that?
-I want to thank you.
You want to do what to me?
Sorry, I have to be this close
or I can't hear you.
Unbelievable.
Look,
thanks for the new client.
- Hey, mate.
-Hey.
Everyone, Hendo.
-You're Emma?
-No, mate, this is Emma.
-Hi.
-I'm Matt.
Yeah, I play guitar.
Do you want a drink?
Yeah. Something strong.
-We have to cancel.
-Serious?
Yeah. Rhythm guitar
hasn't showed up. Again.
-Lend him yours.
-No, the guitar's here.
Missing is the knob
who plays it.
Well, what if I told you
I could find you a guitarist
who knew all your songs?
I'd say have him
on stage in five.
Up for it?
Of course he is!
You're in then.
Let's do this.
-Aw, my boys.
-Mmm-hmm. Mom.
-No, no, you don't have to--
-No, I like doing it.
Okay.
Don't you think he'd be better
off in his bassinet, darling?
No.
Edward sleeps with me now.
I've been reading all this
stuff about attachment theory.
-Oh, right.
-Yeah.
Balinese villagers
don't put down their kids
-'til they're two.
-Mmm. Their arms must be sore.
Science backs it.
Yes, well, you all had
your own rooms
at a very early age,
and you're fine.
-Wow. Still awake?
- People, please.
Nathan's going to carry
Edward for two years.
-Oh.
-I didn't say that.
-Why are you mocking me?
-I'm not.
We have had
some experience, you know.
-He's my son.
-Yes, I know.
I just don't want to see you
going over the top.
She thinks you're
working a bit hard.
No. No, she thinks
that I'm parenting differently,
and her way's better.
Okay, well,
don't let me interfere.
-Please let her interfere.
-Oh, Dad--
She's got a lot on her plate
at the moment.
-Yeah, I know.
-She could do
with a distraction, and you
could do with the help.
Nice work, by the way.
-He's perfect.
-Thanks.
Well, he's got
a little bit of cradle cap--
Dad.
Sorry. I'm going.
♪ Well, I know, sugar ♪
♪ This is going up
In flames now... ♪
-There you go!
-Whoo!
♪ 'Cause I feel like
I'm walking on fire ♪
♪ When you're talking
There's smoke ♪
♪ Coming out of my head... ♪
I think you sing it better.
♪ Down like a strong man ♪
♪ Burning, over you ♪
♪ Oh ♪
♪ I got burned ♪
Whoo! Whoo!
Rock and roll!
- Oh.
I'm good. I'm good.
Rock and roll!
Thank you!
-Words cannot describe--
-Rock and roll, brother!
-What are you having?
-Anything you want!
- Let's get a drink.
-Okay.
Yeah.
Well, you must be
really grateful now.
Pardon?
Well, I got you free entry,
a new job,
I've cheered Matt up
in a constructive, legal way.
Matt's your friend too.
So you're saying
I'm a nice bloke
who cares about his mates?
All right,
all right, I am grateful.
Grateful enough for a kiss?
Sorry, I don't kiss in bars.
It sounds like
there's a story there.
It leads to heartache.
Well, we could go
somewhere else.
How about I buy you
a drink instead?
And a counter meal?
Beer nuts?
Deal.
So how was day one of your new
"take care of Ted" regime?
It was fine.
Went to the shop,
got some eggs.
Apparently smothered Nathan,
but Ruby remained unscathed,
so that's a plus.
Nathan's just trying
to find his own way.
Mmm.
You know, he hasn't
mentioned Saskia once
since he's been back?
He hasn't even spoken to her.
He will when he's ready.
Yeah, I'm amazed
how well he's coping.
-He's so strong.
I remember the first time
you left me alone with Rachel.
That's right.
I went to go and pick up
my wedding dress.
Yeah. It was only about
20 minutes until I panicked.
You rang
the shopping center
and had them page me
over the loudspeaker.
Yeah. If there's
a Julie Taylor in the center,
could she return home
immediately
because her fiance's
an idiot who doesn't know
how to stop
his daughter crying.
- Mmm.
-Hmm.
Thanks, darling.
What for?
Making me laugh.
So, why aren't you
in bed with Buzz?
Sorry?
-Well, he's perfect.
-Is he?
And it's bed time.
It is bed time. Let's go.
No, let's stay up all night.
Oh, no, honey.
Look, we should get some sleep
while we're, you know...
Yeah, but when we,
you know, we won't be able
to go to gigs
and stay up all night.
No, but there will be
other things
keeping us awake.
Look, I'm going to sleep
while I can.
-Okay. All right.
-Night, honey.
Night. Goodnight.
-Night, Em.
-Night.
Carbo and I are having a baby.
Congratulations!
Oh, no.
Um, I mean we're trying.
Oh, but that's great,
isn't it?
Okay.
I'm going to tell you something,
and you have to promise
not to judge me.
Of course not.
Would it be so awful
if I went back on the pill
and didn't tell Carbo?
Yes.
Okay. Did you have
to be so decisive?
I don't understand
why you'd want to.
Well, 'cause we're really,
really happy.
And the problem is...
Well, we've only been happy
since we started trying again.
And you're worried
if you take away the trying,
you'll lose the happiness.
Exactly.
Plus, I don't think it's really
the right time for a baby.
Still, I don't know, Retta.
I mean, lying to your husband--
A tiny lie, incy.
Still, bad idea.
Yeah, you're right.
Oh, you're enjoying that,
aren't you, Edward?
Just, uh, tell me
if it's too much.
Oh, no, mate, I'm a granddad.
Great granddad, heaven.
Well, look who I found
out front pinching plants.
-Oh, I was just admiring them.
- Hey, Eleanor.
Would you like
some breakfast?
No, thank you.
I've just popped by
to see how you're going, Ted.
Mmm. Uh, Nathan,
I need my knee, mate.
Yep.
There you go. Got him?
Come here. Thanks.
And, Ruby,
you leave the old fella
some toast, eh?
Care to join me
in the backyard, Eleanor?
-Uh--
-Yeah, we've got some lovely
fish ferns out there
you might like.
Oh, David.
Well, it's a bit
chilly outside.
We'll be right,
won't we, mate?
We will.
Won't be long.
Oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi.
You know, Eleanor,
it's been unexpected,
our time together.
That it has.
And a great joy.
You remember that weekend
we went away,
-just the two of us?
-Of course I do.
And you had snowflakes
in your hair
and on your eyelashes.
Your cheeks were so red.
You were so beautiful.
You never told me that before.
Oh, some things
you just don't forget.
Now, I don't know where
this illness is taking me,
but I care too much
to drag you along with me.
I'm a tough old bird.
No, Eleanor.
I won't have you hurt again.
It's not your decision, Ted.
I don't want you
to visit me anymore.
Do you hear me?
I'm going to miss you.
Mmm.
I'm going to miss me too.
♪ Over time I'll see... ♪
So, are you waiting for me
to make the first move?
No fooling. I have a headache.
Ooh, that's bad.
I've heard
about those in marriages.
Not that kind of headache.
Do you think
it's morning sickness?
I think it's a morning-after
-a-sleepless-night sickness.
Ooh, okay, you sit there.
I'll get breakfast.
Oh, thank you. You're amazing.
Mmm-hmm.
Look, don't get used to it.
There'll be no sleeping in
when the baby comes.
♪ How I've always been a kid ♪
♪ With nothing on my hands ♪
♪ Never made my own bed ♪
♪ Never made my own plans ♪
♪ It's time to make
My own bed ♪
♪ It's time to be ♪
♪ A man ♪
♪ All through
My younger years... ♪
-What?
♪ ...that helped me
Face my fears ♪
♪ I tried to run
And turn away... ♪
Well, Ruby
and I are going to go
and brave the magpies
at the park.
Fancy some sunshine, Dad?
Uh, no, thanks, love.
Will you be here?
Nowhere else to be.
Okay.
See you soon.
See you.
♪ ...with nothing
On your hands ♪
♪ Never made... ♪
Fancy some company, Ted?
I'm all right, mate.
♪ It's time to be a man ♪
Manning up
is about facing the truth.
And dealing with it.