The Messenger (2023–…): Season 1, Episode 5 - Episode #1.5 - full transcript
You are going back to uni.
You are not making a career out
of working the damned coffee cart.
Come on, baby. Come on, baby.
Go, go, go, go! Drop,
drop, drop, drop!
Do we know each other?
Do we?
Hey! Give me back my keys!
I did right by you,
Jimmy. Yeah, you did.
When you didn't come for so long,
I thought you were angry with me.
You are the first in my
life and in my heart.
Always have been.
My dad is in an unmarked grave.
What the hell is
wrong with my family?
If you want to finally step up
and organise Dad's headstone,
be my guest.
Oh!
Hey!
Help!
"Help. Duck in grace."
It's a drunk text, man. Classic.
So what exactly
happened at this party?
Ed had a fight with Tommy
and he crash tackled
him, over a pig.
Oh, yeah, OK. That
happens. Yeah.
What's with all the crosses?
What if 'grace' is 'grave'?
And what's 'duck'?
Don't say it.
Stuck?
Shit.
It's along here!
He's not here.
Where is he? It's
OK, we'll find him.
Um, guys?
Shit.
Ed?!
Went too far. Hi.
Ambulance, I think?
It's OK. It's OK.
Ed? Ed?
Hey.
Ed.
Ed?
Ed, mate, it's Simon.
Oh.
Oh, it's not as bad as it looks.
Oh, so you weren't
pushed into a grave?
I never said pushed. I fell.
What, someone just
threw dirt on you?
OK, look, yeah, I panicked,
and that's why I sent the text.
But once I fell
asleep, I was fine.
You could have been buried
alive. Worst nightmare.
Did you see who did it? Uh-uh.
Maybe it was more
than one person.
OK, so now we're up
against some card gang?
Yeah, but look!
Three new clues.
This is exciting.
Ed, you could have died.
But I didn't!
You got buried alive.
Guys, this is not even
the most dangerous thing
that's happened, OK?
It's not like that time
when they gave me a gun.
When? What?
They? So this is a gang?
Edgar Street.
You shot Dale?! I...
I didn't shoot him. I
gave him a scare, so...
God, this is crazy.
Shit. Yeah, listen to me, man.
You have to quit.
I can't do that.
No.
Don't you get it?
I have finally found my purpose.
This is who I'm meant to be.
I am The Messenger.
The Messenger?
You've been hanging out
with that priest so much
you've caught yourself
a God complex.
Here's a message.
How about don't go to
a creepy-arse cemetery
in the middle of the night
and fall in a grave, man!
Mum, what is it?
Alright, alright,
OK. I'm coming.
Is everything alright?
Mum needs me.
Says it's urgent.
Yeah, this is where I fold, too.
Oh.
Mum?
Mum! Audrey! Audrey!
What? Where's Mum?
Sorry about the dramatics.
We couldn't wait.
We just had to open it.
Uni! Oh, my God,
this is so great!
Yes. Yes, it is.
I'm gonna miss you!
Oh. We really will.
I'm just so proud of you.
Thanks, Mum. My little baby.
You're gonna do it.
Do it again.
Like that.
How did you...?
It takes practice.
I know it's weird, but I
really was OK in that grave.
I believe you.
I could have got out, but
it was weirdly calming.
It was making me
see things clearly
for, like, the first
time in my life.
Like what things?
Oh, like, who I am, or
who I'm supposed to be.
I don't know, I feel like
I'm finally doing something
with my life.
Something that matters.
I don't know, everything
just made sense in there.
It was comforting
to know I'd fallen,
and I could fall no further.
What?
It's from The Bell Jar.
Sylvia Plath.
Oh, these are authors! Uh-huh.
Come on.
Don't even know what
I'm looking for.
This is gonna take forever.
Well, lucky you have a
kind and generous friend
who happens to need
reading material
for her Centrelink
appointment this arvo.
The queues are long, but
they're not that long.
This'll do.
Thanks, Ed.
OK.
Let's throw on something
nice. I'm taking us out.
You don't have to do that.
I know, but I want to.
It's nice to have
something to celebrate.
I'm not sure I want to go.
To lunch? To uni.
Why?
Do you know what I got
for my first assessment?
A credit. A credit.
Sounds good.
No, Mum, a credit is
one better than a pass.
It's profoundly average. So?
It's just one assignment.
You were the dux
of your school...
Yes, in Moledale, Mum!
Whoo-hoo. And it's not
just one assessment.
It's everything. It's... I
couldn't even pick a course.
I picked two, Arts and Law,
because I couldn't decide.
And I can't work that out,
so what hope have I got?
Bullshit. You chose two
things that you love.
Changing the world and the arts.
You knew exactly
what you were doing.
All you've got to do is
go out there and do it.
It's not like here.
I'm a nobody there.
So, you'll be a nobody
for a little while
and then you'll figure it out.
You can have the whole world,
or you can have Moledale.
What on earth would
keep you here?
♪ She comes home and she's happy
♪ She comes home
and she's blue... ♪
Keen reader, eh?
Oh, something like that. Sorry.
♪ Was there anything
♪ I could do
♪ Was there anything
♪ I could do... ♪
Oh!
Yes! OK.
Anything? Yep.
A spade symbol, a small one,
next to one of the page numbers.
Is that it?
Ritchie, just check
the bloody book.
There's nothing, sorry.
Are you sure?
Maybe... Do you think the page
numbers add up to anything?
What, like a birthday?
Or a phone number.
Depends on that last spade.
Oh, it must be that one book I
couldn't find in the library.
Oh. OK, goodnight.
Two years?!
Shh.
How does someone get away with
keeping a book for two years?
Evidently not everyone
respects their local library.
Ritchie, if we don't
find this spade, then...
It's all good.
I got this.
Um, excuse me.
Spillage.
Where? Travel.
It's bright pink.
You can't miss it.
Sorry.
OK, now what?
By the looks of the
package, no-one's home.
Ritchie.
Ritchie, wait. Let me think!
Uhh...
Ritchie!
Ritchie, you can't
do... What are you...
Well, I have, so keep watch?
Oh, my God.
Ritchie!
Ritchie!
Damn!
Ritchie, answer me, please.
Forget it. We're
done. We're done.
Yes!
Oh, yes.
No, you... Close the window!
Come one! I got
it, by the way.
Whoo!
I can't
believe you did that!
That was insane!
And so good!
Ha-ha! Here it is!
YEAH!
OK.
Um, OK, so the numbers
together are 114, 39 and...
And 23.
OK.
Yeah, that doesn't
mean anything to me.
No. No.
Stop!
These street names.
Surely it's not that easy.
I think it might be, though.
OK. So I'm gonna look it up.
OK, we'll start
with The Bell Jar.
39 Bell Street is an old cinema.
OK, 114 Glory Road
is residential.
And then 23 Clown
Street is a restaurant.
Melusso's. That easy.
We did it. You did it!
Oh, my God. You
did it, Ritchie.
Oh, my God. Yeah, we did it. We
did it, we did it, we did it.
Go, Ritchie. Go, Ritchie.
Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!
Ohh.
Ah. Keep cool.
Ed Kennedy.
We meet again.
And I'm guessing you know why.
Ha... It was my fault.
I made him do it.
Oh, great. You can help
him clean it up, then.
Main Street?
You know, a bit of decorating?
Oh, yeah. Oh.
Oh. Well, that's all you.
See ya, Ed.
I've got some returns to do.
Maybe Audrey could help you.
So I got my re-enrolment
letter yesterday.
For uni.
Oh, that's great!
Yeah.
Yeah. It's great, isn't it?
I mean, it's about time. You've
been back for ages now, so.
Tell me about it.
Real world, here I come.
Is, um... Is Simon going?
Um, what?
Simon?
Yeah, I don't know.
Does he not know?
No, it's just... Well, it's
pretty on and off again.
We only just got
back together, so...
You... You broke...
You broke up again?
When did you break up? Mm-hm.
Ah... I don't know.
Days, they're all the
same, aren't they?
Hang on, was that
at the church thing?
Ah, maybe.
Was that at my party?
Does it matter?
Just do the damn
posters, would you?
Do you want to come scope out
some card stuff after this?
No. Thanks, but I have a life.
Hello? Excuse me?
Oh. Ah, hi.
You're here for
the next session.
Cool Hand Luke, perhaps?
Sorry, what? Um...
No, no, no, I was just... Sorry,
a woman just came in here.
Sort of... Kind of creepy
looking? Really creepy looking.
Did you... Afraid not.
It's just me.
It's always just me.
I'm Bernie, by the way.
Right.
Hi, Bernie. Um, I'm Ed.
So no-one came in here?
No-one in the toilets, maybe?
You don't think I'd notice?
Why don't you stay for a movie?
There's sure to be
something you like.
I have a huge catalogue
dating right back.
Anything you want.
Maybe bring a date. Oh.
Do you have a girl?
Or a boy?
Or an other?
Well, no.
And no.
And no?
Oh.
Why not?
Oh, you know, it's complicated.
Is it? Mm.
Sometimes things aren't
as hard as you think.
I'll get it.
Hey! What the hell
are you doing?
Are you spying on my kids?
No. No, sir... Well,
what are you doing, then?
I, um...
I, ah...
I used to live in this house.
You what?
My dad died recently
and I like to come here
just to think about
him, and remember.
Oh.
Sorry about your dad.
You, ah, you want to come
inside and have a look?
Yeah.
Yeah, welcome to our home.
Has it changed much?
Oh, yeah, yeah. Ah, a lot.
Oh, I'm Henry, by
the way. Henry Tan.
Ed Kennedy. G'day, Ed.
We never really did
much for Christmas.
Yeah? Oh, we're suckers for it.
But this year, yeah, we
won't be able to do as much
as we'd like.
Come and see what we've
done with the kitchen.
Rahh! Oh!
Oh, bloody shit! Rahh!
You little monkeys,
you! Sorry, I...
You got me a good one. Yeah!
We got you good that
time. We gotcha.
You gonna stay for dinner, Ed?
What do you think,
kids? Yeah? Yeah!
See, Ed? You're
staying for dinner.
Eat up, eat up.
When did you live here, Ed?
Um...
Oh, it was ages now.
Years ago.
Mm.
When my dad was still alive,
and he and my mum
were still together.
Oh. OK.
Yeah.
Yeah.
How'd your dad die?
Isa.
I'm sorry. No, it's OK.
Um, no, it's a nice
story, actually.
Ah, so he worked for
a removalist company
and his workmates sort of
noticed that he wasn't around
and, uh...
..got... got a phone call.
Rushed over.
Opened the back of the truck.
Saw him there.
He was sort of just
still, sitting on a couch.
And I put my head
on his shoulder.
And it was sort of
like he was asleep.
And... the doctor
said it was quick.
Um, that his liver had just
sort... sort of just conked out.
Sorry.
Here.
Thank you.
Your family is just...
Ah, you're... you're welcome.
Come round anytime, yeah?
Come on, monkeys.
I bags this side!
Hey, hold up.
I don't know, I got some
pretty clear signals.
They can't afford
good Christmas lights,
but they love Christmas, so...
Yeah, you know what
else people love?
Cash, mate. Cold
hard cash, alright?
Yeah. Not this family.
What would I know?
I'm not a Messenger.
Thanks for doing this.
What was I supposed to do?
Leave you to do it by yourself?
My old man can't even fix a
leaky tap without my help.
Hey, how about card
night this week,
we do some official
Sledge Match planning?
For real? Mm.
OK. Ah, switch it on?
Family are gonna love this.
Bring this.
Hey, looks good.
Yo!
Yeah, I'm on my way back now.
Yeah, yeah. What? No, it's
not my turn to shout lunch.
Hey, these guys
reckon I'm late, man.
Want me to shout again!
9, 10, 11.
11 inches.
Where's the extra inch, Marv?
I knew it. He's
ripped us off again.
At least it's better than
those home-brand freezer pies
like last time.
You don't need these carbs. I'm
doing you all a favour, right?
Hey, you are the tightest
person...
OK, OK.
Hey, hey, hey, hey!
Pipe down the lot of you, OK?
Back to lunch.
Go.
You know they only do this
to get a rise out of you, eh?
So why would you cut down a sub?
Don't we pay you enough?
No, Dad, you pay me well.
I'm just being careful.
Hey, you got the
other stepladder?
Yeah, it's in my car.
OK, cool.
Hey, eat.
What's all this for?
Ah...
Sledge.
Sledge, yeah. Um...
I thought I'd do my own
personal donation this year
on top of the charity
drive, just for the... kids.
Oh, my boy.
You know, before the
very first sledge match,
we did something like this.
Me and all the boys who were
working on the site back then.
Really? Yeah.
Your Uncle Noa had just died,
and we were desperate
to feel useful,
so we gathered up all the town's
old jigsaws and board games
and handed out to the
kiddies who'd lost a parent,
'cause of that damn asbestos.
Well, how'd you get
to that from sledge?
Well, insulting each other seemed
a more appropriate tribute to Noa.
Yeah.
Clearly, you and I think alike.
Good job, son. Good job.
Hey, why don't I take this down
to the charity office now for you?
OK. Ah...
To me.
Ah...
Come on. Come on,
baby. You can do it.
Get up, get up, get up, get up.
Go, go, go, go.
Ah, shit!
Hey! What?
Machine's busted!
OK. OK, get it together.
I'll just put
this shopping away.
Do you want a cuppa?
I'll put the kettle on.
Darl.
What's up?
Oh.
Jesus, Ritch. You know they
could have called the cops?
Or they could have
pressed charges.
So thank God they
were nice people.
And returning the book?
One they probably hadn't
even noticed was gone?
I mean...
God, they're not even
your stupid cards!
What were you thinking?
This is so not like you.
It was just good to
have something to do.
I'm not like you, heading
to uni, having a life.
I told you, I
haven't decided yet.
Anyway, you have a life.
Yeah, yesterday I spent
two hours at Centrelink.
Whoo-hoo. You're
better than this.
You could go to uni. You're
just as smart as I am.
I'm smarter, actually.
Then come with me. To uni.
It's not that easy
for me. Why not?
You know why.
I'm the town freak, remember?
I'm the local
psycho stabby girl.
Do it.
Why, Ritchie? Why
did you attack her?
I dare you, do it.
Go on, do it.
Ritchie, if that's
how you see yourself,
that's all you'll ever be.
Thank you so much, Oprah.
Oh, Ritchie.
You know it's not
easy for anyone.
You could do anything. I...
You could.
You've called
Audrey. Leave a message.
I know you're not a fan
of the cards, but, um...
I dunno it could be fun.
No-one's ever there so it'd be
like our own private movie date.
Not a date, but you
know, this card thing.
Ah, shit.
Shit.
Hey, you!
Stones of Home, right?
Sorry, I think you've
got the wrong person.
Who sent you that day? And how
did you know where to take me?
Mate, I already told ya, I
don't know what you're on about.
Hey, and the cinema?
Yeah, why were
you at the cinema?
Tell me, who is behind this?
Huh? Is it a gang?
Oh!
Mums are important.
Oh.
She hid it from me!
Deliberately. God!
Some things are hard
to admit out loud.
Yeah, which means she
knew it was wrong.
Oh, bet it's been
happening for ages.
Probably when she and
Dad were still together.
Oh, what?
Well, your dad, he
wasn't exactly a saint.
Oh, well, they... they were
married. They loved each other once.
Yes, and sometimes
love is complicated.
You can love someone,
but if they don't
give you what you need
and if they're not
on the same path...
..maybe you have to
find someone who can.
What are you talking about?
Gregor. And Bev.
Ed Kennedy.
What the hell?
Think it's my new friend.
Oh, so this is a
card-related friend?
Mm-hm.
And you thought what this
particular family was missing
was Christmas?
Yes, they love
Christmas, they said.
Oh, and do they like white boys
telling them how to celebrate it?
Ahh. Jesus.
Do you think we should
call the police?
Oh, yeah, call Hal.
Call my mum too while you're
at it. Oh, get over yourself.
You two.
Out.
Sorry, Henry, what are we doing?
Ed!
Ed, should we run?
OK. Now!
Over here! This
one's my favourite!
What do you think?
This... This is incredible.
Amazing.
I've never seen so many lights.
Um, was the string that I put
up... was that in the way?
Are you kidding?
That's pride of place.
We wanted to pay tribute.
It all came from your design.
OK!
You never lived here, did you?
Ooh.
Come to the movies with me.
The not date? Mm.
Now?
The Sentimental Bloke
is Australia's finest
and best-known silent movie.
Filmed in 1918,
in Woolloomooloo.
I love this guy.
I know, right?
So sit back, relax, because
you're in for a treat.
When's the last time you
reckon he had an audience?
About the same time
this movie was made.
Whoo!
Should we ask him to join us?
Oh, wait till I
find my lightsaber!
You've got me! I feel
like a pin cushion!
Oh, you've skewered
me like a shish-kebab!
Kiss me! No, really! Kiss me!
You've dislodged my falsies!
Oh, kiss me like a man!
Kiss me like a woman!
Like a man kissing a woman who
wants to kiss another woman
while thinking about a man.
Oh, my God.
Oh, he was so serious.
Oh, my God, I can't believe he
gave us both double free passes.
I know. He was so rapt.
Actually...
Oh-ho!
A tick. We did it.
Yeah, we sure did.
Still nothing for the
Christmas lights, though.
Oh, I mean sometimes there's
a bit of a delay, so...
Come with me.
What?
Where?
To uni.
To the city.
Wait, are you serious?
Yes.
I mean, what would I do there?
Who cares? We'll work it out.
You're my best friend, Ed.
The first in my
life and my heart.
Wait, what'd you just say?
What?
That thing you just said.
That first thing thing.
Nothing, it just
popped into my head.
Oh, you read it?
Read what? The letter.
Ed, I have no idea
what you're talking...
Don't lie to me.
Oh, not you too.
I don't need this.
Yeah, I knew it! Doorman.
Yeah, she read it.
She's been lying
this whole time.
Just like Mum.
No more lies.
Are you trying to get me drunk?
Oh.
Might be? No, no...
What the hell is this?
Oh, hello, Ed.
Ah, this is a surprise.
Ed, this is Hal.
Hal, Ed. Uh-huh.
What are you doing?
What does it look like?
I'm introducing you.
Yeah, we don't need
introducing. We know each other.
You know that we
know each other.
How long has this been going on?
I was waiting for the
right moment to...
How long?
Go home, Ed.
Were you fucking him
when you were with Dad?
Hey, Ed... Oh,
stay out of this.
How dare you! You go home now.
Is this man disturbing
you? No, no.
No, Ed was just leaving.
Weren't you, Ed?
Yeah, glad to.
Milla. Milla!
Jimmy, are you
alright? It's so late.
Sorry. Sorry, I woke you,
but... so many people lie.
OK? They lie all the
time, like it's nothing.
I... I'm not gonna do that, OK?
Not to you.
I love and respect you, so I'm
going to tell you the truth.
Jimmy... I'm married.
Me. Jimmy. I have a wife.
And a family. Yes, I know.
What?
Well, Milla, you
can't keep seeing me.
It's not right.
I'm a cad.
Well, maybe I'm a cad too.
We met before the war.
And it was magic then.
It really was.
But you were sent away.
We wrote letters and
then they stopped.
We lost each other.
And when we found each other
again, much, much later,
you were married and had
three beautiful children.
But that magic between us...
..that was still there.
That feeling, Jimmy, was
always enough for me.
Oh, Milla.
You deserved so much more.
Who are you to say
what I deserve?
You have given me the
most precious gift, Ed.
The chance to have that
magic feeling all over again.
Why would you take that away?
Ed?
But I'm Jimmy.
Oh.
Jimmy...
Jimmy!
What the hell was that?
How dare you!
Oh, sorry, did I ruin your
night? Did I kill your vibe?
You will not make me
feel bad for this.
I've done nothing wrong.
I have needs. Ohh!
I deserve to be happy!
Yeah, well, you can keep
telling yourself that.
The only thing I
didn't do was tell you.
You know what?
There were others.
When I was with your dad.
You remember how he treated me.
God, you wouldn't expect me
to stay faithful to that.
Why... why do you
hate us so much?
What?
Dad and me.
You're always so nice to Tommy.
But look, he's gone!
I am the one who stuck around.
Who's here.
That's just it, Ed.
You're here, but you're lost.
Driving that cab, playing cards.
You're wasting your life!
You're just like him!
He always promised we'd
make a big, beautiful,
rich life for ourselves here,
and I believed him,
because when he was
good, he was beautiful.
And smart.
And full of wonder,
just like you are.
And he pissed it all away.
That's not... That's not true...
You're as good as
any of them, Ed.
As good as Tommy, even.
I just don't want you to
waste the one life you've got.
Believe it or not, it takes a lot
of love to hate you like this.
Come on. Come on, come
on, come on, come on.
It was weirdly calming.
It was making me
see things clearly
for, like, the first
time in my life.
Come on, come on,
come on, come on.
Oi!
What do you think you're doing?
I was just...
I am... I am so sorry.
You freak.
Who the hell gets
into an open grave?
Get out of here!
OK, so what else
don't I know, hmm?
What's going on with everyone?
Come on.
Come on, out with it.
OK, then, I'll start.
Um, my mum is screwing Hal.
Milla's actually a mistress. Yeah,
not the wronged old nice lady.
And Audrey's going to uni.
And likes to read.
This is bullshit. OK.
No, who do you think you
are, judging everyone?
Can we just drop this
and talk about sledge?
I just want to know
what's going on.
Why can't everyone just
like say it like it is?
Oh? Huh? All cards
on the table?
I'll say it like it is. You
said that we'd talk sledge.
You promised, man!
Jesus, you are so lost
in being The Messenger
you can't even see what
it's doing to your friends.
I'm sorry, what
are you on about?
Alright, you promised Marv
we'd talk about sledge, but no,
we're here talking
about you, again.
And Ritchie!
Do you know she got caught
breaking into that house for you?
I'm right here... To return
your stupid clown book?
Yeah, and she got
her drivers' license.
Do I get to...
I thought she already
knew how to drive.
She drives my car...
Just ignore the break-in.
She only got it legal now
because of my driving lessons.
Sorry!
Is driving our new
euphemism for sex?
Because I thought we'd
settled on "darts" for that.
I'm... I'm sorry, you two...
With each other?
And have any of you noticed
that you all talk about me
like I'm not even here?!
You and Marv are not supposed...
Oh! So now you wanna talk to me?
OK, why not, Ed?
Why not sleep with your friends?
Because there are rules.
Yeah, I thought that too, OK?
But it was chill.
So just chill, man.
Friends don't fuck friends!
Off to Simon's?
You know what I said before,
about coming to the city with me?
Forget about it. Oh,
already forgotten.
Yeah. I don't know
what I was thinking.
I don't need you. Awesome,
because I don't wanna go.
Great! So it's settled, then.
I'm so... I'm so sorry.
Don't be.
I've finally
found my purpose.
I am The Messenger.
Oh-ho! A tick.
We did it.
Yeah, we sure did.
Still nothing for the
Christmas lights, though.
What's there to say,
Ed? Hey, wait, wait!
Hey, I can't not
talk about this.
Or what? You're gonna
hate-kiss me again?
He's not real, OK? That
Santa's a big fake.
Santa isn't real?
Look, Suzanne...
Just go. We're done.
Don't come back!
Ritchie!
I don't want to be
a Messenger anymore!
What's this?
Captions by Red Bee Media
Copyright Australian
Broadcasting Corporation
You are not making a career out
of working the damned coffee cart.
Come on, baby. Come on, baby.
Go, go, go, go! Drop,
drop, drop, drop!
Do we know each other?
Do we?
Hey! Give me back my keys!
I did right by you,
Jimmy. Yeah, you did.
When you didn't come for so long,
I thought you were angry with me.
You are the first in my
life and in my heart.
Always have been.
My dad is in an unmarked grave.
What the hell is
wrong with my family?
If you want to finally step up
and organise Dad's headstone,
be my guest.
Oh!
Hey!
Help!
"Help. Duck in grace."
It's a drunk text, man. Classic.
So what exactly
happened at this party?
Ed had a fight with Tommy
and he crash tackled
him, over a pig.
Oh, yeah, OK. That
happens. Yeah.
What's with all the crosses?
What if 'grace' is 'grave'?
And what's 'duck'?
Don't say it.
Stuck?
Shit.
It's along here!
He's not here.
Where is he? It's
OK, we'll find him.
Um, guys?
Shit.
Ed?!
Went too far. Hi.
Ambulance, I think?
It's OK. It's OK.
Ed? Ed?
Hey.
Ed.
Ed?
Ed, mate, it's Simon.
Oh.
Oh, it's not as bad as it looks.
Oh, so you weren't
pushed into a grave?
I never said pushed. I fell.
What, someone just
threw dirt on you?
OK, look, yeah, I panicked,
and that's why I sent the text.
But once I fell
asleep, I was fine.
You could have been buried
alive. Worst nightmare.
Did you see who did it? Uh-uh.
Maybe it was more
than one person.
OK, so now we're up
against some card gang?
Yeah, but look!
Three new clues.
This is exciting.
Ed, you could have died.
But I didn't!
You got buried alive.
Guys, this is not even
the most dangerous thing
that's happened, OK?
It's not like that time
when they gave me a gun.
When? What?
They? So this is a gang?
Edgar Street.
You shot Dale?! I...
I didn't shoot him. I
gave him a scare, so...
God, this is crazy.
Shit. Yeah, listen to me, man.
You have to quit.
I can't do that.
No.
Don't you get it?
I have finally found my purpose.
This is who I'm meant to be.
I am The Messenger.
The Messenger?
You've been hanging out
with that priest so much
you've caught yourself
a God complex.
Here's a message.
How about don't go to
a creepy-arse cemetery
in the middle of the night
and fall in a grave, man!
Mum, what is it?
Alright, alright,
OK. I'm coming.
Is everything alright?
Mum needs me.
Says it's urgent.
Yeah, this is where I fold, too.
Oh.
Mum?
Mum! Audrey! Audrey!
What? Where's Mum?
Sorry about the dramatics.
We couldn't wait.
We just had to open it.
Uni! Oh, my God,
this is so great!
Yes. Yes, it is.
I'm gonna miss you!
Oh. We really will.
I'm just so proud of you.
Thanks, Mum. My little baby.
You're gonna do it.
Do it again.
Like that.
How did you...?
It takes practice.
I know it's weird, but I
really was OK in that grave.
I believe you.
I could have got out, but
it was weirdly calming.
It was making me
see things clearly
for, like, the first
time in my life.
Like what things?
Oh, like, who I am, or
who I'm supposed to be.
I don't know, I feel like
I'm finally doing something
with my life.
Something that matters.
I don't know, everything
just made sense in there.
It was comforting
to know I'd fallen,
and I could fall no further.
What?
It's from The Bell Jar.
Sylvia Plath.
Oh, these are authors! Uh-huh.
Come on.
Don't even know what
I'm looking for.
This is gonna take forever.
Well, lucky you have a
kind and generous friend
who happens to need
reading material
for her Centrelink
appointment this arvo.
The queues are long, but
they're not that long.
This'll do.
Thanks, Ed.
OK.
Let's throw on something
nice. I'm taking us out.
You don't have to do that.
I know, but I want to.
It's nice to have
something to celebrate.
I'm not sure I want to go.
To lunch? To uni.
Why?
Do you know what I got
for my first assessment?
A credit. A credit.
Sounds good.
No, Mum, a credit is
one better than a pass.
It's profoundly average. So?
It's just one assignment.
You were the dux
of your school...
Yes, in Moledale, Mum!
Whoo-hoo. And it's not
just one assessment.
It's everything. It's... I
couldn't even pick a course.
I picked two, Arts and Law,
because I couldn't decide.
And I can't work that out,
so what hope have I got?
Bullshit. You chose two
things that you love.
Changing the world and the arts.
You knew exactly
what you were doing.
All you've got to do is
go out there and do it.
It's not like here.
I'm a nobody there.
So, you'll be a nobody
for a little while
and then you'll figure it out.
You can have the whole world,
or you can have Moledale.
What on earth would
keep you here?
♪ She comes home and she's happy
♪ She comes home
and she's blue... ♪
Keen reader, eh?
Oh, something like that. Sorry.
♪ Was there anything
♪ I could do
♪ Was there anything
♪ I could do... ♪
Oh!
Yes! OK.
Anything? Yep.
A spade symbol, a small one,
next to one of the page numbers.
Is that it?
Ritchie, just check
the bloody book.
There's nothing, sorry.
Are you sure?
Maybe... Do you think the page
numbers add up to anything?
What, like a birthday?
Or a phone number.
Depends on that last spade.
Oh, it must be that one book I
couldn't find in the library.
Oh. OK, goodnight.
Two years?!
Shh.
How does someone get away with
keeping a book for two years?
Evidently not everyone
respects their local library.
Ritchie, if we don't
find this spade, then...
It's all good.
I got this.
Um, excuse me.
Spillage.
Where? Travel.
It's bright pink.
You can't miss it.
Sorry.
OK, now what?
By the looks of the
package, no-one's home.
Ritchie.
Ritchie, wait. Let me think!
Uhh...
Ritchie!
Ritchie, you can't
do... What are you...
Well, I have, so keep watch?
Oh, my God.
Ritchie!
Ritchie!
Damn!
Ritchie, answer me, please.
Forget it. We're
done. We're done.
Yes!
Oh, yes.
No, you... Close the window!
Come one! I got
it, by the way.
Whoo!
I can't
believe you did that!
That was insane!
And so good!
Ha-ha! Here it is!
YEAH!
OK.
Um, OK, so the numbers
together are 114, 39 and...
And 23.
OK.
Yeah, that doesn't
mean anything to me.
No. No.
Stop!
These street names.
Surely it's not that easy.
I think it might be, though.
OK. So I'm gonna look it up.
OK, we'll start
with The Bell Jar.
39 Bell Street is an old cinema.
OK, 114 Glory Road
is residential.
And then 23 Clown
Street is a restaurant.
Melusso's. That easy.
We did it. You did it!
Oh, my God. You
did it, Ritchie.
Oh, my God. Yeah, we did it. We
did it, we did it, we did it.
Go, Ritchie. Go, Ritchie.
Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!
Ohh.
Ah. Keep cool.
Ed Kennedy.
We meet again.
And I'm guessing you know why.
Ha... It was my fault.
I made him do it.
Oh, great. You can help
him clean it up, then.
Main Street?
You know, a bit of decorating?
Oh, yeah. Oh.
Oh. Well, that's all you.
See ya, Ed.
I've got some returns to do.
Maybe Audrey could help you.
So I got my re-enrolment
letter yesterday.
For uni.
Oh, that's great!
Yeah.
Yeah. It's great, isn't it?
I mean, it's about time. You've
been back for ages now, so.
Tell me about it.
Real world, here I come.
Is, um... Is Simon going?
Um, what?
Simon?
Yeah, I don't know.
Does he not know?
No, it's just... Well, it's
pretty on and off again.
We only just got
back together, so...
You... You broke...
You broke up again?
When did you break up? Mm-hm.
Ah... I don't know.
Days, they're all the
same, aren't they?
Hang on, was that
at the church thing?
Ah, maybe.
Was that at my party?
Does it matter?
Just do the damn
posters, would you?
Do you want to come scope out
some card stuff after this?
No. Thanks, but I have a life.
Hello? Excuse me?
Oh. Ah, hi.
You're here for
the next session.
Cool Hand Luke, perhaps?
Sorry, what? Um...
No, no, no, I was just... Sorry,
a woman just came in here.
Sort of... Kind of creepy
looking? Really creepy looking.
Did you... Afraid not.
It's just me.
It's always just me.
I'm Bernie, by the way.
Right.
Hi, Bernie. Um, I'm Ed.
So no-one came in here?
No-one in the toilets, maybe?
You don't think I'd notice?
Why don't you stay for a movie?
There's sure to be
something you like.
I have a huge catalogue
dating right back.
Anything you want.
Maybe bring a date. Oh.
Do you have a girl?
Or a boy?
Or an other?
Well, no.
And no.
And no?
Oh.
Why not?
Oh, you know, it's complicated.
Is it? Mm.
Sometimes things aren't
as hard as you think.
I'll get it.
Hey! What the hell
are you doing?
Are you spying on my kids?
No. No, sir... Well,
what are you doing, then?
I, um...
I, ah...
I used to live in this house.
You what?
My dad died recently
and I like to come here
just to think about
him, and remember.
Oh.
Sorry about your dad.
You, ah, you want to come
inside and have a look?
Yeah.
Yeah, welcome to our home.
Has it changed much?
Oh, yeah, yeah. Ah, a lot.
Oh, I'm Henry, by
the way. Henry Tan.
Ed Kennedy. G'day, Ed.
We never really did
much for Christmas.
Yeah? Oh, we're suckers for it.
But this year, yeah, we
won't be able to do as much
as we'd like.
Come and see what we've
done with the kitchen.
Rahh! Oh!
Oh, bloody shit! Rahh!
You little monkeys,
you! Sorry, I...
You got me a good one. Yeah!
We got you good that
time. We gotcha.
You gonna stay for dinner, Ed?
What do you think,
kids? Yeah? Yeah!
See, Ed? You're
staying for dinner.
Eat up, eat up.
When did you live here, Ed?
Um...
Oh, it was ages now.
Years ago.
Mm.
When my dad was still alive,
and he and my mum
were still together.
Oh. OK.
Yeah.
Yeah.
How'd your dad die?
Isa.
I'm sorry. No, it's OK.
Um, no, it's a nice
story, actually.
Ah, so he worked for
a removalist company
and his workmates sort of
noticed that he wasn't around
and, uh...
..got... got a phone call.
Rushed over.
Opened the back of the truck.
Saw him there.
He was sort of just
still, sitting on a couch.
And I put my head
on his shoulder.
And it was sort of
like he was asleep.
And... the doctor
said it was quick.
Um, that his liver had just
sort... sort of just conked out.
Sorry.
Here.
Thank you.
Your family is just...
Ah, you're... you're welcome.
Come round anytime, yeah?
Come on, monkeys.
I bags this side!
Hey, hold up.
I don't know, I got some
pretty clear signals.
They can't afford
good Christmas lights,
but they love Christmas, so...
Yeah, you know what
else people love?
Cash, mate. Cold
hard cash, alright?
Yeah. Not this family.
What would I know?
I'm not a Messenger.
Thanks for doing this.
What was I supposed to do?
Leave you to do it by yourself?
My old man can't even fix a
leaky tap without my help.
Hey, how about card
night this week,
we do some official
Sledge Match planning?
For real? Mm.
OK. Ah, switch it on?
Family are gonna love this.
Bring this.
Hey, looks good.
Yo!
Yeah, I'm on my way back now.
Yeah, yeah. What? No, it's
not my turn to shout lunch.
Hey, these guys
reckon I'm late, man.
Want me to shout again!
9, 10, 11.
11 inches.
Where's the extra inch, Marv?
I knew it. He's
ripped us off again.
At least it's better than
those home-brand freezer pies
like last time.
You don't need these carbs. I'm
doing you all a favour, right?
Hey, you are the tightest
person...
OK, OK.
Hey, hey, hey, hey!
Pipe down the lot of you, OK?
Back to lunch.
Go.
You know they only do this
to get a rise out of you, eh?
So why would you cut down a sub?
Don't we pay you enough?
No, Dad, you pay me well.
I'm just being careful.
Hey, you got the
other stepladder?
Yeah, it's in my car.
OK, cool.
Hey, eat.
What's all this for?
Ah...
Sledge.
Sledge, yeah. Um...
I thought I'd do my own
personal donation this year
on top of the charity
drive, just for the... kids.
Oh, my boy.
You know, before the
very first sledge match,
we did something like this.
Me and all the boys who were
working on the site back then.
Really? Yeah.
Your Uncle Noa had just died,
and we were desperate
to feel useful,
so we gathered up all the town's
old jigsaws and board games
and handed out to the
kiddies who'd lost a parent,
'cause of that damn asbestos.
Well, how'd you get
to that from sledge?
Well, insulting each other seemed
a more appropriate tribute to Noa.
Yeah.
Clearly, you and I think alike.
Good job, son. Good job.
Hey, why don't I take this down
to the charity office now for you?
OK. Ah...
To me.
Ah...
Come on. Come on,
baby. You can do it.
Get up, get up, get up, get up.
Go, go, go, go.
Ah, shit!
Hey! What?
Machine's busted!
OK. OK, get it together.
I'll just put
this shopping away.
Do you want a cuppa?
I'll put the kettle on.
Darl.
What's up?
Oh.
Jesus, Ritch. You know they
could have called the cops?
Or they could have
pressed charges.
So thank God they
were nice people.
And returning the book?
One they probably hadn't
even noticed was gone?
I mean...
God, they're not even
your stupid cards!
What were you thinking?
This is so not like you.
It was just good to
have something to do.
I'm not like you, heading
to uni, having a life.
I told you, I
haven't decided yet.
Anyway, you have a life.
Yeah, yesterday I spent
two hours at Centrelink.
Whoo-hoo. You're
better than this.
You could go to uni. You're
just as smart as I am.
I'm smarter, actually.
Then come with me. To uni.
It's not that easy
for me. Why not?
You know why.
I'm the town freak, remember?
I'm the local
psycho stabby girl.
Do it.
Why, Ritchie? Why
did you attack her?
I dare you, do it.
Go on, do it.
Ritchie, if that's
how you see yourself,
that's all you'll ever be.
Thank you so much, Oprah.
Oh, Ritchie.
You know it's not
easy for anyone.
You could do anything. I...
You could.
You've called
Audrey. Leave a message.
I know you're not a fan
of the cards, but, um...
I dunno it could be fun.
No-one's ever there so it'd be
like our own private movie date.
Not a date, but you
know, this card thing.
Ah, shit.
Shit.
Hey, you!
Stones of Home, right?
Sorry, I think you've
got the wrong person.
Who sent you that day? And how
did you know where to take me?
Mate, I already told ya, I
don't know what you're on about.
Hey, and the cinema?
Yeah, why were
you at the cinema?
Tell me, who is behind this?
Huh? Is it a gang?
Oh!
Mums are important.
Oh.
She hid it from me!
Deliberately. God!
Some things are hard
to admit out loud.
Yeah, which means she
knew it was wrong.
Oh, bet it's been
happening for ages.
Probably when she and
Dad were still together.
Oh, what?
Well, your dad, he
wasn't exactly a saint.
Oh, well, they... they were
married. They loved each other once.
Yes, and sometimes
love is complicated.
You can love someone,
but if they don't
give you what you need
and if they're not
on the same path...
..maybe you have to
find someone who can.
What are you talking about?
Gregor. And Bev.
Ed Kennedy.
What the hell?
Think it's my new friend.
Oh, so this is a
card-related friend?
Mm-hm.
And you thought what this
particular family was missing
was Christmas?
Yes, they love
Christmas, they said.
Oh, and do they like white boys
telling them how to celebrate it?
Ahh. Jesus.
Do you think we should
call the police?
Oh, yeah, call Hal.
Call my mum too while you're
at it. Oh, get over yourself.
You two.
Out.
Sorry, Henry, what are we doing?
Ed!
Ed, should we run?
OK. Now!
Over here! This
one's my favourite!
What do you think?
This... This is incredible.
Amazing.
I've never seen so many lights.
Um, was the string that I put
up... was that in the way?
Are you kidding?
That's pride of place.
We wanted to pay tribute.
It all came from your design.
OK!
You never lived here, did you?
Ooh.
Come to the movies with me.
The not date? Mm.
Now?
The Sentimental Bloke
is Australia's finest
and best-known silent movie.
Filmed in 1918,
in Woolloomooloo.
I love this guy.
I know, right?
So sit back, relax, because
you're in for a treat.
When's the last time you
reckon he had an audience?
About the same time
this movie was made.
Whoo!
Should we ask him to join us?
Oh, wait till I
find my lightsaber!
You've got me! I feel
like a pin cushion!
Oh, you've skewered
me like a shish-kebab!
Kiss me! No, really! Kiss me!
You've dislodged my falsies!
Oh, kiss me like a man!
Kiss me like a woman!
Like a man kissing a woman who
wants to kiss another woman
while thinking about a man.
Oh, my God.
Oh, he was so serious.
Oh, my God, I can't believe he
gave us both double free passes.
I know. He was so rapt.
Actually...
Oh-ho!
A tick. We did it.
Yeah, we sure did.
Still nothing for the
Christmas lights, though.
Oh, I mean sometimes there's
a bit of a delay, so...
Come with me.
What?
Where?
To uni.
To the city.
Wait, are you serious?
Yes.
I mean, what would I do there?
Who cares? We'll work it out.
You're my best friend, Ed.
The first in my
life and my heart.
Wait, what'd you just say?
What?
That thing you just said.
That first thing thing.
Nothing, it just
popped into my head.
Oh, you read it?
Read what? The letter.
Ed, I have no idea
what you're talking...
Don't lie to me.
Oh, not you too.
I don't need this.
Yeah, I knew it! Doorman.
Yeah, she read it.
She's been lying
this whole time.
Just like Mum.
No more lies.
Are you trying to get me drunk?
Oh.
Might be? No, no...
What the hell is this?
Oh, hello, Ed.
Ah, this is a surprise.
Ed, this is Hal.
Hal, Ed. Uh-huh.
What are you doing?
What does it look like?
I'm introducing you.
Yeah, we don't need
introducing. We know each other.
You know that we
know each other.
How long has this been going on?
I was waiting for the
right moment to...
How long?
Go home, Ed.
Were you fucking him
when you were with Dad?
Hey, Ed... Oh,
stay out of this.
How dare you! You go home now.
Is this man disturbing
you? No, no.
No, Ed was just leaving.
Weren't you, Ed?
Yeah, glad to.
Milla. Milla!
Jimmy, are you
alright? It's so late.
Sorry. Sorry, I woke you,
but... so many people lie.
OK? They lie all the
time, like it's nothing.
I... I'm not gonna do that, OK?
Not to you.
I love and respect you, so I'm
going to tell you the truth.
Jimmy... I'm married.
Me. Jimmy. I have a wife.
And a family. Yes, I know.
What?
Well, Milla, you
can't keep seeing me.
It's not right.
I'm a cad.
Well, maybe I'm a cad too.
We met before the war.
And it was magic then.
It really was.
But you were sent away.
We wrote letters and
then they stopped.
We lost each other.
And when we found each other
again, much, much later,
you were married and had
three beautiful children.
But that magic between us...
..that was still there.
That feeling, Jimmy, was
always enough for me.
Oh, Milla.
You deserved so much more.
Who are you to say
what I deserve?
You have given me the
most precious gift, Ed.
The chance to have that
magic feeling all over again.
Why would you take that away?
Ed?
But I'm Jimmy.
Oh.
Jimmy...
Jimmy!
What the hell was that?
How dare you!
Oh, sorry, did I ruin your
night? Did I kill your vibe?
You will not make me
feel bad for this.
I've done nothing wrong.
I have needs. Ohh!
I deserve to be happy!
Yeah, well, you can keep
telling yourself that.
The only thing I
didn't do was tell you.
You know what?
There were others.
When I was with your dad.
You remember how he treated me.
God, you wouldn't expect me
to stay faithful to that.
Why... why do you
hate us so much?
What?
Dad and me.
You're always so nice to Tommy.
But look, he's gone!
I am the one who stuck around.
Who's here.
That's just it, Ed.
You're here, but you're lost.
Driving that cab, playing cards.
You're wasting your life!
You're just like him!
He always promised we'd
make a big, beautiful,
rich life for ourselves here,
and I believed him,
because when he was
good, he was beautiful.
And smart.
And full of wonder,
just like you are.
And he pissed it all away.
That's not... That's not true...
You're as good as
any of them, Ed.
As good as Tommy, even.
I just don't want you to
waste the one life you've got.
Believe it or not, it takes a lot
of love to hate you like this.
Come on. Come on, come
on, come on, come on.
It was weirdly calming.
It was making me
see things clearly
for, like, the first
time in my life.
Come on, come on,
come on, come on.
Oi!
What do you think you're doing?
I was just...
I am... I am so sorry.
You freak.
Who the hell gets
into an open grave?
Get out of here!
OK, so what else
don't I know, hmm?
What's going on with everyone?
Come on.
Come on, out with it.
OK, then, I'll start.
Um, my mum is screwing Hal.
Milla's actually a mistress. Yeah,
not the wronged old nice lady.
And Audrey's going to uni.
And likes to read.
This is bullshit. OK.
No, who do you think you
are, judging everyone?
Can we just drop this
and talk about sledge?
I just want to know
what's going on.
Why can't everyone just
like say it like it is?
Oh? Huh? All cards
on the table?
I'll say it like it is. You
said that we'd talk sledge.
You promised, man!
Jesus, you are so lost
in being The Messenger
you can't even see what
it's doing to your friends.
I'm sorry, what
are you on about?
Alright, you promised Marv
we'd talk about sledge, but no,
we're here talking
about you, again.
And Ritchie!
Do you know she got caught
breaking into that house for you?
I'm right here... To return
your stupid clown book?
Yeah, and she got
her drivers' license.
Do I get to...
I thought she already
knew how to drive.
She drives my car...
Just ignore the break-in.
She only got it legal now
because of my driving lessons.
Sorry!
Is driving our new
euphemism for sex?
Because I thought we'd
settled on "darts" for that.
I'm... I'm sorry, you two...
With each other?
And have any of you noticed
that you all talk about me
like I'm not even here?!
You and Marv are not supposed...
Oh! So now you wanna talk to me?
OK, why not, Ed?
Why not sleep with your friends?
Because there are rules.
Yeah, I thought that too, OK?
But it was chill.
So just chill, man.
Friends don't fuck friends!
Off to Simon's?
You know what I said before,
about coming to the city with me?
Forget about it. Oh,
already forgotten.
Yeah. I don't know
what I was thinking.
I don't need you. Awesome,
because I don't wanna go.
Great! So it's settled, then.
I'm so... I'm so sorry.
Don't be.
I've finally
found my purpose.
I am The Messenger.
Oh-ho! A tick.
We did it.
Yeah, we sure did.
Still nothing for the
Christmas lights, though.
What's there to say,
Ed? Hey, wait, wait!
Hey, I can't not
talk about this.
Or what? You're gonna
hate-kiss me again?
He's not real, OK? That
Santa's a big fake.
Santa isn't real?
Look, Suzanne...
Just go. We're done.
Don't come back!
Ritchie!
I don't want to be
a Messenger anymore!
What's this?
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