Summer Love (2022–…): Season 1, Episode 8 - Trevor & Frankie - full transcript

Hi, yeah!
Yeah!

Oh.
Hello.

Ahhhh!

Frankie.
Frankles.

Oh, I got your nose.

Just so we're clear,
this wasn't my idea.

I don't want to be here, OK?

I'll put this back.

Do you want to call your mum,
let her know that you've arrived?

Nup. Where's the car?

Um, , actually we're on foot, 'cause
we've just come from over there.



We're in the middle of a job.
Yeah.

She used to love
the nose thing.

You see why my sister needs a break.

She's got enough on her plate
with Adam.

What did she say
on the phone before?

She's not gonna
take him back again, is she?

I don't know.

Geez, what are we up to now?
Third chance?

Fourth, with that dick?
Shh!

That dick is her dad, OK,

and it's... it's not easy
to just let somebody go.

Really?

So if I slept with half the people
I work with you'd be OK with that?

You do sleep with half
the people you work with.



Me.

What?

'Cause there's only two of...
You know, it doesn't matter.

You all good, Frankie?

This is us.

And you wait until you see the view.

It's probably like the nicest place
that we look after

and, uh, yeah,
there's no-one here till Monday

so we made it the last clean
for the weekend and...

Are you on TikTok?

You really should be,

just the way
you connect with young people.

Just get the mop.
OK.

Oi.

Wanna put your feet off the couch?

Why?

Don't people pop their feet up
in a holiday house?

Well, people that pay

pop their feet anywhere they like.

How about taking that bag
down to the bin?

I need to go to the toilet.

Uh! Downstairs to the left.

So you'll come back
for the garbage bag, yeah?

Oh, Frankie.

Frankie, just use the Palmolive
under the sink.

Don't use the Aesop.

What?

Dan!

Yeah?

Do you have water?

Nup, but I've got something else.

It's off everywhere.
Oh, for fuck's sake!

What? What? What is it?

Where'd those come from?

Did you happen to use
a lot of toilet paper?

Yeah.

Why? Do you have a bad tummy?

No.

Period?

No.

Then why'd you use
all the toilet paper?

I didn't use All of it.

Just the ones he's holding.

Frankie!
The whole house is clogged.

We don't have any water.

Well, I didn't mean to.
Oh, great! Oh, great.

Oh, hey, Becky, do you want to give
the real estate agent a tinkle

and just let them know that
we can't finish cleaning the house.

Oh, and they might want to let
the next guests know

that none of the toilets work,

and there's a bit of shit popping
through the bath plug.

But no worries, all good,
because she didn't mean to.

Well, I didn't.
Frankie!

I don't understand.
Like, what about climate change?

What?
What?

Well, you care about the planet.

You just wasted all that paper.

Jesus, Bec, let's stay on topic.

Look, I'm sorry, OK?

How was I supposed to know
the water would stop?

Are you serious?

You know what? You... Ah...

She needs to get out.

Go to the beach.
I'm not going to the beach.

OK, you can clean the bath
or you can go to the beach.

Have you got it?

Do you feel anything?

Sick.

To my core.

Are you sure
they don't have a plunger?

I looked everywhere.
Oh, what about Frankie's bag?

Maybe she travels with one.

I'll go to the general store.

Uh... Excuse me.

Excuse me. Hi!

Can I help you?

Don't think so.

Dan!

I don't think that
you can sit there.

Why not?

Well, because the lawn is...
part of the house.

No, it's not.

What the... Who's this?

I... I think he's a little bit weird.

Hey, mate,
you're on private property.

Yeah, I am.

Mine.
Oh, really?

Are you the owner?

This here used to be my patch.

I fished here
back before it was full of wankers.

Wait, so is this your house or not?

Nah.

I had a shack,
right here where I'm sitting,

and now I've come back
and it's gone.

Those shacks were illegal.

Yeah, they pulled them down
years ago.

Yeah, sorry, buddy,
you're gonna have to leave.

Alright, don't
get your nurries in a knot.

I'm not going to be here long.
Ah, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

You can't just park yourself
on the lawn.

I've got a disabled sticker, love.

I can park fuckin' anywhere.

OK.

Ah, what are we going to do,
'cause I don't feel comfortable

telling a handicapped guy
to bugger off.

I don't think you can
say handicapped anymore.

Really?

Actually, I don't think
you can say bugger anymore either.

Oh, fuck me.

Alright, just let him sit there
till we get the pipes sorted.

And if he's still there
when the water's back on,

well... sprinklers go on at five.

Move. You're in my way.

No I'm not.

Yes, you are. Move.

Is that your van in the driveway?

Yeah.

How do you drive a van
if you're in a wheelchair?

Google it.

Are you staying here?

What are you looking at?

I'm waiting for my nereids.

Your what?

Nereids.

Sea nymphs.

They're gonna ride out of the ocean
on their horses to meet me here.

Then I can finally
return to my kingdom,

out there.

I could go by myself, of course,

but, uh, without my trident
and my crown...

..I reckon they won't recognise me.

What's in your tube?
Can I have a go?

Don't touch.

Jesus. How many meds you on?

I said don't touch!

Frankie!

Come inside now.

Ugh!

I'm not even hungry.

Why can't I just
go back to your house?

'Cause if we have to stay and fix it,
you have to stay and fix it too.

Look, I know things have been tough
for you lately Frankles...

No-one calls me that anymore.
Sorry.

Frankie.

I know that things
have been tough lately,

with the separation and your dad,

but you don't have to vandalise
things to get our attention.

We're here for you.

Me and Dan.

If you ever need to
talk about anything.

Or not. Or just
not talk about anything.

Your mum's pretty upset right now,

but not with you.

Then why am I here?

Very good question.

Number 47!

Barramundi, chips
and a half dozen scallops.

There you go love.

How the hell did he get here?
Don't look, don't look, don't look.

Number 48! Two abalone burgers,
chips and a pineapple fritter.

Just go pick up his docket for him.

No way. You do it.

Just give it to him, OK?

Otherwise Bev won't give him
his fish and chips.

She's ruthless.

Go.

Number 36!

Eight calamari rings,
four potato cakes.

Thank you.

Oh! Hello, again.

I'm so sorry about before,
on the lawn.

It's just, you know, we don't get to
decide who stays and who can't so...

Number 49!
Sushi roll without the sushi.

Sushi roll without the sushi!

I'll...

Thank you, Bev.

Not a fan of fish?

Love fish. Fuckin' love 'em.

That's a lovely goblet.

Morpheus.

God of Dreams.

My only true friend on land.

Um, what brings you back into town?

He's waiting for his neroids
to show up on their ponies.

Huh?

My NEREIDS.

A kind of selkie -
half-human, half-fish.

Like a mermaid?
But with horses.

Like seahorses?
No. Bloody horses.

Like the ones in the Melbourne Cup.

Except fuckin' wet.

Well, it's really nice to meet you...
Um...?

Poseidon, god of the sea.

I'm sorry?
You can call me Trevor.

That's my mortal name, since I got
caught in the net a while back.

A net?

Snagged,
swimming along the coast here.

Bloody fisherman.

Took my trident, took my crown,
cut off my tail.

You had a tail?

I had to become one of 'em
to survive, see,

so for 35 years,

I've been trawling
up and down the coast here,

moving from shack to shack.

But...

..time is running out.

Number 50!
Flake, chips and a cheese sausage.

That's us, Bev. Thank you.

OK. Come on Frankie.

Bye! Have a good one.

The key here
is to make sure

there's no break in the seal.

That sucker has to be air-tight.

Do you really need to
watch this right now?

Now if that u-bend...
Yeah.

..still won't yield...
I do.

..you need coat hangers
and caustic soda.

Caustic soda? Fuck.

Well, I'll have to
get that in the morning.

Let's get out of here.
I just...

I really think that maybe
we should just call the plumber.

The call out fee,
at this time of night, here,

will be more than
we've made the whole week.

No, this guy seems to know
what he's doing.

What is that noise?

Are you serious?

Hey!

Hey, mate. No!

Absolutely not.

This isn't a campsite.

They haven't come yet.
I'm not leaving here till they do.

Who hasn't come?
His mermaids.

His nereids.
And the seahorses.

What?

Oh, my God.

OK, we, we need to call the agent.
And say what?

That we're still at the house

because the cleaning took 10 extra
hours and we're STILL not finished.

This is getting out of hand.
And it's not just the cleaning.

We've broken the house.

We've let a disabled man
squat in the back garden.

He's not even properly disabled.
He's erecting a tent.

He drives a bloody kombi van.

I mean, properly disabled people
can't do that.

Can they?

How should I know?
Fuckin' Google it.

No, no, no, we
can't tell anybody about this.

OK, so what do you suggest we do?

Ugh!
There's no-one here 'till Monday.

You've got to be kidding me.
We just need to make sure

that he doesn't get inside
and wreck anything.

Well, I think Frankie
beat him to the punch.

Well, you just wake up first thing
in the morning,

go get the bicarb soda...

I'm baking a cake now, am I?
Don't be a fuckwit.

Caustic.

We can't afford
to lose this job.

Oh, no, no, just put that back.

OK, so this one
will go on the bottom,

and then you go in the middle,

and this one can go on the top.

Well, why can't I just
sleep in the bed?

Because we're
not supposed to be staying here.

What's that?

Your ensuite.

I'm not pissing in a bucket.

Well, you're certainly not
pissing in a toilet.

Night-night.

Night, Frankie.

Suppose you pat guide dogs too,
do you?

Put your hands up and turn around.

I thought you had a gun.

Who says I don't?

Put 'em back.

Touch my chair again,

and I'll feed you to Zeus like you
were fuckin' fish food, understand?

Yeah.

Have you seen
my trident and my crown?

OK, coming through, coming through.
OK.

Now we just wait.

OK.

Sorry, how long for?

Let soak overnight.
Oh, fuck off.

We have two other houses to clean.

But why can't I come with you?

Because we can't afford
that much caustic soda.

I don't want to be here with him.

Look, we don't have a choice, OK.

We have to clean and somebody
needs to keep an eye on...

Mr Percival.

Look, you've got my number,
and Dan's bought you supplies.

Poseidon, god of the sea,

and one of the most powerful kings
that ever ruled.

With his magnificent trident,

King Poseidon can
summon earthquakes, create islands

and charm his many, many lovers.

Although Poseidon
was married to a queen,

he had countless affairs
with nymphs, goddesses and mortals.

He even had sex with the malevolent
snake-haired gorgon, Medusa.

No-one was beyond Poseidon's lust.

What are you doing?

Who pretends to be Poseidon?

I'm not pretending.

He was an animal
who couldn't keep it in his pants.

Perks of being a king.

You need to leave.

I'm not going anywhere.

My nereids haven't come yet.

They're not coming.
They're not real.

My aunt and uncle are too scared
to tell you to fuck off

because you're in a wheelchair,
but I'm not.

So fuck off.

This is my patch.

No-one cares that
you used to be a fisherman here.

No-one gives a shit about you,

otherwise someone would be here
looking for you.

They are looking for me.

What part of 'fuck off
and leave us alone' don't you get?

Agh!

Oh, fuck.

Do you need a doctor?
No!

Shit.

Should you even be camping?

I need to wait here.

Please.

He's sick.

Is that one of my bananas?

He was coughing up blood.

Well, then we need to
call an ambulance.

Oh, perfect.

Well, hopefully
they have the sirens on

and the whole neighbourhood
will swing by.

No ambulance.

Jesus! There's nothing wrong
with your hearing.

I don't want a bed.

Just a better view, out of the wind.

He said he'll be gone by tomorrow.

He also said he was King of the Sea.
OK.

Well, if you're happy
telling the agent

that there's a dead guy
in a wheelchair on the front lawn...

There isn't a lift.

There isn't a lot of things.

Not the most accessible of abodes.

No.

Well I guess they don't have
a lot of people stay here

who are... differently abled.
Challenged.

Although, I did bruise my coccyx
surfing, once,

and these stairs were a nightmare.

So, um...

..I get it.

Do you?

That's it. And again. Yep.

Sorry to sound ignorant, Trev,

but, why the wheels
when you can actually walk?

Because I'm a semi-ambulatory,
partially dependent wheelchair user.

Ah.

What does that mean?

It means fuckin' Google it.

Righto. Yeah.

Just, sorry, just it must be
difficult living like that,

I mean, being, being stuck.

Here we fuckin' go. I'm not stuck!

This chair doesn't hold me back.

It's my chariot.

This tank doesn't hold me back.
It's my breath.

It's the rest of this world

that holds people back.

Pretending everyone fits
the same bloody cake tin,

the same fully fuckin' functional
format.

That's the difficult stuff, mate.

Not me.
Are you going to answer that?

Yeah, yeah, sorry.

I just didn't want to...
That was so amazing.

Hi.

Yeah, she's here.

It's your mum, 'cause
you blocked her on your phone.

Is there anything you don't block?

Where are you?!

Aunty Becky said to give you this.

I really thought
they'd be singing by now.

They'll be looking for
my trident and my crown.

Maybe they can't see me
all the way up here.

Do you have a family or...?

What happened to
the queen of the sea?

My queen?

Oh, my Queen.

My calming tide.

Mother of my kids.

Some of them.

I wish I could talk to her
one more time. Tell her...

Tell her I'm sorry.

What'd you do?

A few too many mermaids.

That's not funny.
That's disgusting.

Oh, pfft.
You're disgusting.

You don't sound very sorry.

No wonder your nereids
haven't shown up.

No wonder they can't
see your trident or your crown

or that they're not singing
your stupid song for you.

You know why?

'Cause all they see
is a pathetic old man

who fucked around on his family.

No-one thinks you're a king, OK?

They all just think
you're a complete arsehole.

Sorry for saying
everyone thinks you're an arsehole.

I mean, I think
you're an arsehole, but...

..I don't know if everyone
else thinks that.

Oh, they do.

Is that why you say you're Poseidon?

Because it's easier to pretend
you've got nereids out there

than admit you're all alone here?

Have you seen them?
Who?

They were right here.
This is where I last saw them.

Who? The nereids?

No, no.

They were here somewhere.

Who was? Do you mean your family?

My trident and my crown!

I need them.

I need them before I can...

OK, OK.

I'll keep an eye out for them.

Thank you.

Why aren't you
talking to your mother?

Because all she does is cry.

About you?

About my dad.

Because he can't, you know,
leave the mermaids alone.

Sounds like an arsehole.

I don't get why it's so hard
to just kick him out for good.

She has no problem sending me away.

You ever been in love?

Gross.

Sounds to me like
she's doing her best.

She sent you to stay with those two,

which wasn't the worst idea.

He's a bit of a noodle,

but... they're a good team
and they care about you.

Even though you did
bugger up the dunnies.

Hey.

Talk to your mum, Frankie.

And trust me,

your dad will regret
every mistake he's made.

He's only human.

I know they're not your proper
crown and trident but, whatever.

Hopefully, the nereids
will recognise you now.

Listen, can you hear that?

What?
Singing.

It's them. They're on their way.

They're coming for me.

I can't hear any singing.
Dan!

Come out here quick!

Oh, thank God.

Oh. Thank God!

I've gotta pack up the van.

Help me down these bloody stairs,
will you, Frankie?

They've finally come.

I'm going home.

Well...

I think we just made
15 cents an hour.

I'm really sorry.

Hey, who's up for a swim?

Me.

Me.

Lung cancer, apparently.

Terrible thing.

What are they gonna do
with all his things?

Don't know.

They're gonna
try and track down his family.

That's good.

Shall we take this
back to the house?

It's theirs.

Do you want to go for a swim first?

I might just sit and watch.
No, come, come in with us.

Hey... It's OK, Frankie.

Do whatever you want.

Hey, Mum.

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