The Messenger (2023–…): Season 1, Episode 7 - Episode #1.7 - full transcript
Ugh!
You stay away from my kid.
You're not still
stuck on her, are you?
I'm pretty sure she wouldn't
want to see me anyway.
We're done.
It's not that easy for me.
Why not? You know why.
Ritchie!
I wanted to tell you,
but you never listen.
I tried to tell Dr Nadel,
but he just treats me
like I'm still a kid.
All I want for Christmas is
a dad who acknowledges me.
Tell me who was behind
this. Is it a gang?
Ugh!
It was a lovely Christmas, Jimmy.
You have wonderful friends.
YOU'RE a wonderful friend.
I did everything the
cards told me to do.
Why would they make me meet her
and care
and then have her die?
I knew you'd find me, Jimmy.
I'm done!
I don't want to be
a Messenger anymore!
Stop!
Did I do this?
It was me.
It was all me.
All along.
Not Dad, not some weird cult.
I've been sending
the cards to myself.
Drink this.
You'll feel better.
But that's crazy, right?
I should be locked up.
Well, grief affects
us all differently.
Can it make you hallucinate and
see yourself up on a screen?
Well, that's a...
little unusual,
but then so are you.
The mind can play tricks, Ed.
But it also takes care of us.
Maybe yours just wanted to see
things from a different perspective.
Hello, sleepy-head.
Feeling better?
Want some lunch?
Lunch?
What time is it? Midday.
On Thursday.
I slept for two days?
Mm.
I've squeezed in a
sermon and a christening.
Oh!
Must have really needed it.
What the hell was in that drink?
I make a killer hot chocolate.
The card.
Have you seen the Ace of Hearts?
Oh, it was blank.
I swear.
Do you remember writing that?
I don't know.
Maybe I did do this.
But how and when?
Oh.
Interesting movies, those ones.
Have you seen them?
Nah.
I may be nuts...
..but no more riddles.
I just want to finish
what I started.
Hearts is the last card.
And I know who I want on it.
Well, would you look at that.
Lee Marvin was in
The Dirty Dozen,
Guy Ritchie directed Lock Stock
and Audrey Hepburn was in War
And Peace, if I'm not mistaken.
You might be crazy,
but you're good.
Do you think it's allowed?
To, um... To help your
friends? To put THEM on a card?
Well, you write the
cards, you make the rules.
Why not help the ones you love?
And now...
..can I ask you to help ME?
Hup!
Easy.
Steady.
And... hup!
Dad used to work
with these guys.
He died in the back of
one of these trucks.
Ed, I'm so sorry.
Funny how things just
keep coming back to this.
Where's it all going to go?
Charity shop.
Milla's whole life
now just this.
Jeez, this reeks.
Put that away.
OK, I was asking
if you could, uh...
..tell us a bit more about why
you stopped taking the medication.
I've been on them
since I was 11.
I guess I just wanted to know
who I am just not on drugs.
And how many manic or hyper-manic
episodes did you experience?
See, that's just it - I don't
buy anymore that I'm bipolar.
I made one stupid
mistake when I was a kid.
The whole thing with
Amy was just one moment.
It wasn't just one moment.
It was a combination
of many things
ending up with you stabbing Amy
and then climbing up on the damn
school roof about to jump off.
I wasn't going to...
And then Audrey's roof!
I was drunk. That's different.
Let's just take a
breath, right? A breath.
You just can't see it, but
you're so like my mother.
Oh, my God.
Your big heart, your creativity.
I mean, she didn't want to
accept she had it either.
But it runs in families,
and you know this.
And if you have kids, you're
gonna have to be on lookout too.
Oh, yeah, I'll just drug
them from the get-go, huh?
Look, I think you just have
to accept the diagnosis.
It's not easy, I know.
But this would be
a different regime.
We can lower the dose,
change the medication.
We'll just keep adjusting it
until we find a combination
that works for YOU.
I knocked.
I know.
I took the meds.
I need some privacy.
Yeah.
I'll get the lock fixed
on the door for you.
That's cool.
What is it?
It's an idea.
For an album cover.
So, are we OK?
I don't need saving.
Well, you're my little girl.
If I can't save you, what else
am I going to do with my life?
I'm going out on a limb here,
but I think you might have a
slight problem with letting go.
How would you feel about
speaking at her funeral?
What?
You two had a special bond.
She loved you, Ed.
Yeah, but I haven't got a great
track record with eulogies.
Speak from your heart.
That's all you have to do.
Don't you have an exorcism
or something to go to?
I'll bring my guitar. Drown
you out if you really stink.
OK, I'll leave you
to your hoarding.
You going to be OK?
Yeah.
Should take it easy.
Can't.
I've got a job to do.
Who are you going to start with?
Look, if you're not good
for training, just say.
No, I'm fine.
Ed, look at your shorts,
mate. You're not fine.
I know she was, like, old-old,
but still, man, I hope
it wasn't the prawns.
'Cause Milla ate a lot.
You think it was the prawns?
No, it wasn't the prawns, Marv.
OK.
God, I just still can't
believe she's gone.
Milla.
I think that's why I
went and saw Sofa Jerk.
You what? Are you OK?
Oh, yeah, peachy.
He was rapt to see me.
You're nothing! True?
What do you think?
Nothing!
He said I was nothing.
A nobody.
And the way he looked at me...
..like I was trash and
that's all I am to him.
Marv! Marv! Whoa!
What are you doing?!
Where is he?! WOMAN: Who?
Who do you think? Sofa Prick.
Hey. Oi, come here. Marv!
Come here. Call the police!
Hey! Where are you going?!
Marv!
Come here. Come here. No! No!
Stop it, Marv!
Oi!
Marv, stop! Marv!
Oh!
Come here!
Marv, stop it!
Eh?!
Argh!
OK. OK. Marv...
Bad dad! Bad dad! Bad dad!
Marv! Stop! Bad dad! Bad dad!
Dad!
Let go!
Give that back!
Come here! Argh!
Oi... No!
Let go!
Argh!
Ooh!
Dad!
Ow!
Oh, my God.
Ow!
OK, run.
Run, run, run!
Ow!
Run. Run. Keep running. Argh!
Go. Keep going. Go, go, go, go.
Ohh!
God, what the hell
is wrong with you?!
He deserved it. Jesus, Marv.
He's a piece of shit!
I don't need your help.
Do you understand that?
I'm a piece of shit too.
Yeah. Yeah, you got that right.
I'm a piece of
shit. Oh, my God.
Oh, my God! You hit him.
Oh, my God. He said to stay away.
Now he's going to think I did this.
I'm just like him. What?
You're nothing like him.
Yes, I am! Can you stop
bloody saying that?
Look, I have a kid, alright?!
I have a kid!
I have a kid.
A four-year-old kid.
Pull over.
Pull over now!
Audrey! Wait!
Auds!
Oi, come back!
Auds!
Why's she...
It's a little girl.
I have a little girl, you know.
I've never met her.
With Suzanne?
Yeah.
We freaked out, man.
We were 17 and...
..her dad found out and he...
..he lost his shit.
He told me that I'd
ruined her life.
They moved away and he said
I could never see her again.
I really tried, but...
..he just wouldn't let me.
And she wasn't gonna
have the baby, but...
..I'm glad she did.
All those toys.
So, I started saving money.
And I imagined showing up
with keys to our new house.
So, I saved a grand, and, uh...
..it just doesn't feel like enough,
man, so, I save five, and then ten.
And I saved up to
a hundred grand.
Jesus, Marv, how
the hell did you...
'Cause you never
pay for anything.
Genius.
But then Christmas
came along and...
..and Milla died and I thought to
myself, "Life's short," you know?
So, I went over to
her house and...
..and she came out and told me she
didn't want anything to do with me.
One day my daughter's
gonna come up to me
and she's gonna
punch me in the face.
And you know what?
I'll deserve it.
OK.
OK. I'm gonna come with
you to see Suzanne.
No... We're gonna
talk to her properly.
OK, you're gonna tell her that you
want to be in your daughter's life,
OK, that you've been a bit
stuck but you're not anymore.
You don't have to do that. Yes,
I do, actually, Marv. I do.
I want to.
Look.
They put my name on a card?
Mm-hm.
What, and I'm the first
one you're helping?
Yeah. You are.
What, now?
Yes, now.
Wh... What about
Sledge training?
We've got a game tomorrow.
Marv, what's more important?
Audrey's never going
to speak to me again.
No, she will.
She'll come around. Come on.
Just lift. Lift...
Lift the jack.
Where are you?
Oh!
It's me!
Coming.
Hi! Sorry. Sorry.
Come in.
Did you know?
What? Know what?
Marv's a dad.
Really?
That's really nice.
No. It's not.
Well, he'd make a great dad.
And he loves kids and...
The soft toys.
He beat up my dad,
Ritch. What? Marv?
Yes.
Yes, so, now Sofa
Prick's gonna think
that I'm the one who
put him up to it.
Shit.
Does your mum know?
Not that I know of. Not yet.
Oh, God! Jesus!
OK, hoodie on? Hoodie off? What?
Hoodie on. Just knock.
OK, but you think
I look alright?
Yes, you look great. Just knock.
OK, OK.
Do you want me to knock?
No, just give me... give
me a sec, alright? Just...
Oh, she... She's not home...
Knock again. Knock again.
OK.
OK, nobody's home. You know
what? It's just not meant to be.
We're just... We gotta
go. Nah, bullshit.
We have driven all this way,
OK? Where else would be then?
Uh... I don't...
Alright, let's go.
Can we just go home?!
How many parks does
this town have?
I told you, man. They're probably
at home hiding behind the couch.
There maybe.
No.
Nope.
Come on. No!
What are you doing up there?
Let go. Good girl. Come here.
Come on, get out. Come on.
Come here!
Oh, that's her.
Wow.
Ha. Well, she takes
after her dad.
What are you doing now?
Crazy girl.
I like her hair.
OK. Alright. OK. Yeah? OK.
Bro, do you actually
think she looks like me?
Shh!
Do you think they heard us?
Now we look like a couple
of child stealers, man.
No, this is bad, alright?
Let's go, let's go.
No, we are not
going anywhere, OK?
What? I will get Suzanne.
Ed! I will go get her.
Ed, no... Just wait.
Next time! Ed!
Um...
Hello.
Uh... Hi there.
Um...
No, no, it's all good.
No, we're not creeps or
flashers or anything.
Um... We're just... We're
just looking for a friend.
Oh!
Ed?
Yeah.
Ed Kennedy?
Hey.
You haven't changed a bit.
You look bloody 12.
OK.
What... What are you doing here?
Hi.
Shit's sake!
Uh...
Can we, um... go somewhere
and talk in private?
Just us? Nup.
Whatever you've gotta say,
you can say it right here.
OK. Um...
I... I... I want
to give you money.
And I've been saving for ages
and... and... and
I want you and...
..and...
What... What... What's her name?
Marv, don't.
There's nothing to talk about.
Your actions? They spoke
pretty bloody loud.
Look, I know it looks bad,
but I swear to God I
thought about you ever day.
For years.
Big of you.
I know you don't want
me in her life, but...
I just wanna help, OK?
Just... Just let me help.
I don't need your
help NOW, Marv.
I needed it then.
Do you know how scared I was?
17. Giving birth.
No idea what I was doing.
Alone.
You can't just waltz back in
now that you've found
your conscience.
It just doesn't work like that.
Go home!
That's alright,
we'll try again...
..without all those judgey
mum-eyes everywhere.
Just the two of you chatting.
Give me the card.
Hm?
Give me the friggin' card.
Hey... Hey, no. Hey,
what are you doing?
I don't deserve to be on there.
They do.
Please don't be mad at him. OK?
You couldn't hate him more than
he hates himself right now.
Well, Marv should hate himself.
He's made his choices, and
now he's made choices for me.
Choices that'll
stuff everything.
OK, well, maybe, you know...
..maybe Sofa Jerk will
finally acknowledge you
and bring it all
out into the open.
Oh, by arresting me?
Great. Nice fix, Ed.
I'm still not going to Sledge.
Um... What about you?
Coming to Sledge?
I want to meet Amy Parker.
What?
Wait, scissor girl?
Come off it, Ritchie.
Going back is
never a good thing.
I don't remember what happened,
and it... it changed my whole life.
I want...
I think I want closure.
OK then.
I will help you find
her. No. No, don't.
There is no such thing as
closure, OK? It's closed.
You're OK, she's OK.
Just let it go and move on.
Where you been?
I had to take
training by myself.
With a bung knee.
Last day of training
and you don't show up?
Coach and Captain? Slacker
and loser's more like it.
Oh, my God.
Sal, have I lost my mind?
I mean, is that what it says?
$92,000?!
It just appeared on the
fundraising account. It's like...
My God, Marv. Marv. Have a look.
Look.
Good to know not everyone's
as cheap as you are, Marv.
It's from me.
Bullshit. You're tighter
than a fish's bum.
I've been saving for ages, man.
Hey, what's the matter?
What's wrong?
Um...
There's something
I have to tell you.
Oh, God, not cancer.
No, Mum, it's not cancer.
Are you in trouble?
What'd you do?
Do you remember Suzanne?
What?
Yeah, well...
..she...
We had a baby,
and that's why I've been
saving all this money,
because it was for her
and for my daughter,
whose...
..whose name I don't even know.
Son...
But Suzanne doesn't want
anything to do with me, so...
Why didn't you tell us?
Give the money to HER, son.
Dad, she doesn't want
anything to do with me.
Ach!
What? It's not like I spent
it on beers or anything.
I gave Christmas presents
for our whole family,
and then the rest
I gave to charity.
I thought you'd be pleased, man.
Hey...
..then you don't know the first
thing about me or about being a man,
what it takes to be a father.
We're going home.
Pack up the car.
Oh, no. Uh... No, no, no, no.
Whatever this is, I can't
do it, not right now.
Uh-uh. No.
I just need a lift, Ed...
Oh! ..back to town.
'Ed'. OK. Alright, yeah,
so, now you know me.
Why are you here? Huh?
It's always got something
to do with the cards, but...
Hang on, wait.
I did the cards, so...
so... Did I do this?
Did I make you come here?
No, Ed.
I really just need a
lift. Can you do that?
No, I am not bloody
driving you anywhere
till you tell me
what's going on!
Who are you?!
OK.
I give people messages.
No. I give people messages.
Wait, so...
..did I... did I get
you to do stuff for me?
Did I...
Did I get you to break into my
house and... and plant stuff?
No, Ed.
Well, how do you know?
Voice was different.
Low. A man's voice.
OK, well, maybe I was
putting it on. I have range.
Ed, you sound like a 12-year-old
girl. I'd know your voice.
I... I don't sound
like a 12-year...
OK, if it wasn't me calling,
then who was it then, huh?
Did they leave a name?
Did they say why? Why me?
Nah-uh.
Well, are you working
right now?! Is this a job?
No, I'm not working now.
I just really need
to get to town.
It's a date, if you must know.
But if I WAS working,
I'd do this.
You know what to do, Ed.
Hey, wait. Hey, no,
where are you going?
I'm just gonna walk into
town. It'll be faster.
You're not much of
a taxi driver, Ed.
Hope you're a better Messenger.
For Marv's sake.
See ya.
Wait...
Shit's sake.
Ed, it's late. Get lost.
It's important.
If you wake her,
you're a dead man.
OK. I'll be
quiet then. I promise.
Thank you.
Oh... Please! No!
Come on!
Oh!
You know he did try and see
you, all those years ago.
But your dad, like, spooked him
and told him that he
wasn't good enough for you,
that he never would be.
But he IS.
OK? He IS good enough!
He's got the biggest
heart in the world, OK?
You know, you remember.
You went out with him.
He deserves a second chance.
OK? His kid deserves
to know him...
..to know what a wonderful
and kind guy her dad is.
I'm not leaving
till I convince you.
Alright then.
Do you remember when, um...
Do you remember when Mr Dalkin,
the, uh... the Maths teacher,
do you remember when
he split his pants
and the whole class was, like,
massacring him, and he cried?
It was brutal.
But what did Marv do?
He put on his PE shorts
in the middle of winter...
..and gave Mr Dalkin
his own school pants.
He said it was... What'd he say?
He said it was disrespectful
to laugh at a full-grown man
with his undies hanging out.
God knows how much he spent
on that stupid claw machine,
winning toys to give to his kid.
He has never, ever stopped
wanting to make it right,
and he just... he's just never
been brave enough to face you.
You know, when Dad died,
Marv sat with me
for, like, days.
I'm not kidding.
He didn't move
except to make tea.
He has always been there for me.
Even when he's giving me the
shits and I don't want him to be.
I wish he could see what I see.
I wish YOU could.
My dad used to say that the
goodness shone out of Marv...
..it just needed
somewhere to go.
Oh!
Oh, shit. Sledge.
Oh.
Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit.
No way.
Ritch, what time do you
call this? Morning to you.
Morning, Simon.
Morning.
Do you mind if I, um...
..go back to sleep?
Go right ahead. Cheers.
I really need my nine hours or
it messes with my metabolism.
Oh!
I'm sure it does.
OK.
I'm gonna go see her.
What?
Amy's teaching drama camp.
No, Ritchie.
Today's the last day.
No.
God, Ritch, why?
Well, I don't remember anything.
How I felt.
Do you?
I don't know, we were...
what, we were mucking around,
we were doing some
sort of craft.
Amy had those stupid plaits.
I don't know, then I heard
screaming. Amy's face was bleeding.
You dropped the scissors
and you climbed on the roof.
But why?
Why did I stab her?
All I can remember is the
noise. Yeah, well, we were kids.
We stuck grapes up our
nose. Why do we do anything?
But you didn't do it,
Amy didn't, so...
..why did I?
So, you won't
come with me? No.
Absolutely no way.
No.
So, what now? How do we infiltrate
drama bootcamp? Mime our way in?
Sorry. Nerves.
I don't reckon she's
here yet. It's too early.
Ritch, what if she
doesn't want to see us?
Ritch?
Hey, are you OK?
Yeah, sure.
Do it. Do it!
Do it.
I dare you.
Do it. Do it. Do it.
Here comes
the baby cavalry.
Are you old enough to have
some pubes yet?
Thanks, Coach Softcock.
If that was the case, you
wouldn't be a daddy, eh?
Don't go
attacking your own man.
Save it for the opponents.
Oh, look out, Father! Forgive
me, Father, for my sins!
Please tell me we're
not playing THEM.
Argh!
No, no, this isn't for me.
Yeah. Fair play.
Hey. No.
Hey! No! Put that on.
Alright, yeah, OK, so, we're a
little bit depleted. That's OK.
OK, Sledge isn't about
muscle, remember?
Man buns! He's a meat puppet!
Loves a good puppet, eh?
Alright, muscle helps.
But it's about getting them with
our words, OK, like we practised.
Right, Marv?
Look out!
Marv.
Oi, Marv.
Where's your mum?
I reckon you need her on
your team. I hear she's fast.
Goes hard in the scrum.
Loves a tackle. Boom!
High tackle! High tackle!
That's me boning your
mum. I'm tackling her.
Are you really gonna take that?
Or you're gonna stand here and
you're gonna let him say that to you?
Ooh!
Hey, at least I have a mum, Gav!
At least I wasn't found in a
nappy bin, you piece of shit!
Oh!
Hey, go brush your teeth.
Alright, everyone, bring
it in. Wuss! Wuss! Wuss!
OK, now, we're a bit low on numbers,
and that's pretty shithouse.
Where's Ritch and Auds?
Oh, think they're on their way.
Are we really gonna
let these inbreds win?
Are we gonna let these
dickwads walk all over us?
No! Tell us that
we're not good enough?
Tell us that we did jack shit, even
though we did the honourable thing,
even though we showed up
and we still got knocked out
and we still got rejected?
No! OTHERS: No.
What we're gonna do is we're
gonna go out on the field
and we're gonna suck it up.
OK? Now everyone
look to your left!
Now everyone look to your right!
You got my back?
You got my back?!
Yeah! I've
got your back!
Now put your back in the
middle! Now let's go!
Moledale, baby!
Moledale!
So, why are you here?
Um...
Well, it was actually
Ritchie's idea.
It's been on her mind
again the whole...
You know, she doesn't really
remember what happened,
and I said that's pretty normal.
I mean, it was ages ago, so...
What do you remember?
Uh... Doing craft
and mucking around.
Do it. Do it.
Cut her hair. Cut her hair.
I dare you. Do it.
I told you your hair was
like a dirty doormat.
Said you stank.
Pretty shitty thing to say.
I don't remember that.
Do you?
I don't.
Auds, we were always
scrapping, you and me.
You always ended
up in the middle.
I did?
Yeah.
Auds and I loved the drama.
I missed it when I left.
I didn't want to
go to a new school.
My parents made me
after the whole...
They totally overreacted.
Blew it up into this huge thing.
It WAS a huge thing.
What I did, there was no excuse.
More like what WE did.
It's not all on you, Ritch.
It was an accident.
I should have said
something, told them that.
But I figured you two
always had each other.
I knew Audrey'd have your back.
Do it. Do it.
Cut her hair.
Do it, Ritchie.
Audrey!
I dare you.
Do it.
Do it.
Do it.
My boyfriend says my scar's one
of the things that makes me me.
He's pretty keen on it,
actually, which is sweet.
And weird.
Yeah, go down, go down, go down!
Someone get that kid a Happy Meal!
Down! Go down! Oh, yeah!
Ed, Ed, Ed, Ed, Ed!
Marv! Marv!
Go! Hey, cocktard!
Your car's got more
bangs than you.
Hey, at least I don't go
mistaking my car for a nanny.
Ooh! You're a bad dad!
Yeah, you heard me, boy.
It was you?
You fuckin'... Yeah. Yeah.
Mother...
Gotcha!
Bin. 10 minutes.
You wanna make it 20?
Come on, off you go.
Hey, say hi to my
mate Axel for me, eh?
Hey, Axel! Hey, son!
Oh!
Marv, what the hell?!
Oh, yes!
You did this? Mm-hm.
Melinda, this is Marv.
Marv, this is Melinda.
Pleased to meet you, Melinda.
I might have been a bit hasty
about the money and stuff.
It'll really help.
Yeah.
Will you like to draw with me?
Of course! Uh...
Want to sit here?
What's your favourite colour?
Um...
Pink, blue and purple,
red, orange, yellow, green.
Argh!
Ooh!
Oh!
Hey, you OK?
That went well, considering.
I mean, she seems fine.
Good, even. Potentially
kinky boyfriend, but...
Ritch?
Hey.
She doesn't blame you.
You didn't ruin her life.
Come on, let's get out of here.
Maybe I'll stay for a bit.
Alright. Do you want
me to st... All good.
What about Sledge?
Now you wanna go to Sledge?
Alright.
I'll just see you there then.
Yeah, and we're here now.
Yeah.
I use that to draw.
OK, which colour do you...
Is that her? You came!
Looks like it.
Wait, where's Ritch?
Went and saw Amy just before.
It was actually OK, I think.
You think? I told
her to wait for me.
Butterfly!
A butterfly. A butterfly?
Nothing now...
Hello.
Hi!
Hi, darling. This is for you.
Oh, you're a lucky
girl, Melinda.
What do you say? Thank you.
Oh, you're welcome,
you're welcome.
There wasn't much of a selection
at the petrol station, I'm afraid.
I love love hearts.
Here, for later.
So that you don't have to
listen to all the nasty words.
Let's put those
on! Put those on?
You listen to some good music
and have a dance if you want to.
I want.
Dad...
Look, I just want
to say I'm sorry.
Hi, sweet girl. Do
you know who that is?
You're a tough act to
live up to, you know that?
What if I can't do it?
Son...
..you're already doing it.
Look, about the
donation, Dad, I just...
Hey, we'll worry
about that later, eh?
Yep.
Love you, Dad.
Do it. Cut her hair.
I dare you.
Why did you attack her?
Audrey, say something, please.
Audrey? Please, don't leave me!
Right, give me the card.
Please.
Love you, bro.
We good?
You're nothing like my dad.
Yeah.
Oh, but if you let her down,
I will cut your balls off.
I won't. Promise. Never.
Oh! Jesus!
OK, game on, you weasel brains.
OK, everyone, bring
it in. We got this.
Oh, yes.
Oh, she's here. She's here.
Uh... Ed, you're off.
Give me your BIB.
Quick, quick,
quick. Yes! Ritchie!
It's about time!
Now we're talking.
OK! Alright!
Guys, wake up now.
Here we go! We got this.
Go get 'em, Ritchie! Whoo!
Here we go. One, two,
three, four, five.
Argh!
Ritch!
You told me to do it!
I'm sorry. I'm so, so sorry.
On side. Off
side. The game hasn't started yet.
I got the blame for all
of it and you got nothing!
I've had a voice in my head!
I thought it was
me, but it was you?!
You told me to do
it, to cut her hair!
She turned at the wrong time!
Ritch, Ritch, Ritch!
Ritch!
Ritch!
Come on!
You didn't say anything.
You... You... You just left me.
I couldn't. You
got to have a life.
You got to go to uni,
you got to have relationships
and do whatever you want!
But I got the blame
for all of it!
You back off, Ritchie!
Are you alright?
Come on, sweetie.
You took my life.
Do you hear me?
You took my life!
She was the one person
who stood by you.
How dare you attack her?!
Ritch! Ritch! Relax,
man! I'm so sorry.
Ritchie. You're good.
Officers! Over here!
No, Hal, it's OK.
This is the one.
There's no harm done.
She assaulted my daughter.
She's just upset.
You're not taking her, alright?
I'm not gonna let them
take you. I got you.
Ritch? Marvin Leota?
What?
I'm arresting you for
the assault of Don King.
No, no, no, Marv's a good
boy. There must be a mistake.
Whoa, hey, hey, hey!
Marv! But what about Ritchie?!
No.
No!
This is bullshit!
Excu...
Stop!
I'm on your side,
Audrey. Stop!
Stop being on my side!
How could she leave
without saying goodbye?
We... We have a rule.
Why is it that you never
ask me whether I'm OK?
Show me the world
according to Ritchie.
All of it.
Marv called. They locked him up.
He's still there.
I called Suzanne. She said I'm
not allowed to see Melinda again.
It's a bad idea. How is it
bad? He won't even know.
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Copyright Australian
Broadcasting Corporation
You stay away from my kid.
You're not still
stuck on her, are you?
I'm pretty sure she wouldn't
want to see me anyway.
We're done.
It's not that easy for me.
Why not? You know why.
Ritchie!
I wanted to tell you,
but you never listen.
I tried to tell Dr Nadel,
but he just treats me
like I'm still a kid.
All I want for Christmas is
a dad who acknowledges me.
Tell me who was behind
this. Is it a gang?
Ugh!
It was a lovely Christmas, Jimmy.
You have wonderful friends.
YOU'RE a wonderful friend.
I did everything the
cards told me to do.
Why would they make me meet her
and care
and then have her die?
I knew you'd find me, Jimmy.
I'm done!
I don't want to be
a Messenger anymore!
Stop!
Did I do this?
It was me.
It was all me.
All along.
Not Dad, not some weird cult.
I've been sending
the cards to myself.
Drink this.
You'll feel better.
But that's crazy, right?
I should be locked up.
Well, grief affects
us all differently.
Can it make you hallucinate and
see yourself up on a screen?
Well, that's a...
little unusual,
but then so are you.
The mind can play tricks, Ed.
But it also takes care of us.
Maybe yours just wanted to see
things from a different perspective.
Hello, sleepy-head.
Feeling better?
Want some lunch?
Lunch?
What time is it? Midday.
On Thursday.
I slept for two days?
Mm.
I've squeezed in a
sermon and a christening.
Oh!
Must have really needed it.
What the hell was in that drink?
I make a killer hot chocolate.
The card.
Have you seen the Ace of Hearts?
Oh, it was blank.
I swear.
Do you remember writing that?
I don't know.
Maybe I did do this.
But how and when?
Oh.
Interesting movies, those ones.
Have you seen them?
Nah.
I may be nuts...
..but no more riddles.
I just want to finish
what I started.
Hearts is the last card.
And I know who I want on it.
Well, would you look at that.
Lee Marvin was in
The Dirty Dozen,
Guy Ritchie directed Lock Stock
and Audrey Hepburn was in War
And Peace, if I'm not mistaken.
You might be crazy,
but you're good.
Do you think it's allowed?
To, um... To help your
friends? To put THEM on a card?
Well, you write the
cards, you make the rules.
Why not help the ones you love?
And now...
..can I ask you to help ME?
Hup!
Easy.
Steady.
And... hup!
Dad used to work
with these guys.
He died in the back of
one of these trucks.
Ed, I'm so sorry.
Funny how things just
keep coming back to this.
Where's it all going to go?
Charity shop.
Milla's whole life
now just this.
Jeez, this reeks.
Put that away.
OK, I was asking
if you could, uh...
..tell us a bit more about why
you stopped taking the medication.
I've been on them
since I was 11.
I guess I just wanted to know
who I am just not on drugs.
And how many manic or hyper-manic
episodes did you experience?
See, that's just it - I don't
buy anymore that I'm bipolar.
I made one stupid
mistake when I was a kid.
The whole thing with
Amy was just one moment.
It wasn't just one moment.
It was a combination
of many things
ending up with you stabbing Amy
and then climbing up on the damn
school roof about to jump off.
I wasn't going to...
And then Audrey's roof!
I was drunk. That's different.
Let's just take a
breath, right? A breath.
You just can't see it, but
you're so like my mother.
Oh, my God.
Your big heart, your creativity.
I mean, she didn't want to
accept she had it either.
But it runs in families,
and you know this.
And if you have kids, you're
gonna have to be on lookout too.
Oh, yeah, I'll just drug
them from the get-go, huh?
Look, I think you just have
to accept the diagnosis.
It's not easy, I know.
But this would be
a different regime.
We can lower the dose,
change the medication.
We'll just keep adjusting it
until we find a combination
that works for YOU.
I knocked.
I know.
I took the meds.
I need some privacy.
Yeah.
I'll get the lock fixed
on the door for you.
That's cool.
What is it?
It's an idea.
For an album cover.
So, are we OK?
I don't need saving.
Well, you're my little girl.
If I can't save you, what else
am I going to do with my life?
I'm going out on a limb here,
but I think you might have a
slight problem with letting go.
How would you feel about
speaking at her funeral?
What?
You two had a special bond.
She loved you, Ed.
Yeah, but I haven't got a great
track record with eulogies.
Speak from your heart.
That's all you have to do.
Don't you have an exorcism
or something to go to?
I'll bring my guitar. Drown
you out if you really stink.
OK, I'll leave you
to your hoarding.
You going to be OK?
Yeah.
Should take it easy.
Can't.
I've got a job to do.
Who are you going to start with?
Look, if you're not good
for training, just say.
No, I'm fine.
Ed, look at your shorts,
mate. You're not fine.
I know she was, like, old-old,
but still, man, I hope
it wasn't the prawns.
'Cause Milla ate a lot.
You think it was the prawns?
No, it wasn't the prawns, Marv.
OK.
God, I just still can't
believe she's gone.
Milla.
I think that's why I
went and saw Sofa Jerk.
You what? Are you OK?
Oh, yeah, peachy.
He was rapt to see me.
You're nothing! True?
What do you think?
Nothing!
He said I was nothing.
A nobody.
And the way he looked at me...
..like I was trash and
that's all I am to him.
Marv! Marv! Whoa!
What are you doing?!
Where is he?! WOMAN: Who?
Who do you think? Sofa Prick.
Hey. Oi, come here. Marv!
Come here. Call the police!
Hey! Where are you going?!
Marv!
Come here. Come here. No! No!
Stop it, Marv!
Oi!
Marv, stop! Marv!
Oh!
Come here!
Marv, stop it!
Eh?!
Argh!
OK. OK. Marv...
Bad dad! Bad dad! Bad dad!
Marv! Stop! Bad dad! Bad dad!
Dad!
Let go!
Give that back!
Come here! Argh!
Oi... No!
Let go!
Argh!
Ooh!
Dad!
Ow!
Oh, my God.
Ow!
OK, run.
Run, run, run!
Ow!
Run. Run. Keep running. Argh!
Go. Keep going. Go, go, go, go.
Ohh!
God, what the hell
is wrong with you?!
He deserved it. Jesus, Marv.
He's a piece of shit!
I don't need your help.
Do you understand that?
I'm a piece of shit too.
Yeah. Yeah, you got that right.
I'm a piece of
shit. Oh, my God.
Oh, my God! You hit him.
Oh, my God. He said to stay away.
Now he's going to think I did this.
I'm just like him. What?
You're nothing like him.
Yes, I am! Can you stop
bloody saying that?
Look, I have a kid, alright?!
I have a kid!
I have a kid.
A four-year-old kid.
Pull over.
Pull over now!
Audrey! Wait!
Auds!
Oi, come back!
Auds!
Why's she...
It's a little girl.
I have a little girl, you know.
I've never met her.
With Suzanne?
Yeah.
We freaked out, man.
We were 17 and...
..her dad found out and he...
..he lost his shit.
He told me that I'd
ruined her life.
They moved away and he said
I could never see her again.
I really tried, but...
..he just wouldn't let me.
And she wasn't gonna
have the baby, but...
..I'm glad she did.
All those toys.
So, I started saving money.
And I imagined showing up
with keys to our new house.
So, I saved a grand, and, uh...
..it just doesn't feel like enough,
man, so, I save five, and then ten.
And I saved up to
a hundred grand.
Jesus, Marv, how
the hell did you...
'Cause you never
pay for anything.
Genius.
But then Christmas
came along and...
..and Milla died and I thought to
myself, "Life's short," you know?
So, I went over to
her house and...
..and she came out and told me she
didn't want anything to do with me.
One day my daughter's
gonna come up to me
and she's gonna
punch me in the face.
And you know what?
I'll deserve it.
OK.
OK. I'm gonna come with
you to see Suzanne.
No... We're gonna
talk to her properly.
OK, you're gonna tell her that you
want to be in your daughter's life,
OK, that you've been a bit
stuck but you're not anymore.
You don't have to do that. Yes,
I do, actually, Marv. I do.
I want to.
Look.
They put my name on a card?
Mm-hm.
What, and I'm the first
one you're helping?
Yeah. You are.
What, now?
Yes, now.
Wh... What about
Sledge training?
We've got a game tomorrow.
Marv, what's more important?
Audrey's never going
to speak to me again.
No, she will.
She'll come around. Come on.
Just lift. Lift...
Lift the jack.
Where are you?
Oh!
It's me!
Coming.
Hi! Sorry. Sorry.
Come in.
Did you know?
What? Know what?
Marv's a dad.
Really?
That's really nice.
No. It's not.
Well, he'd make a great dad.
And he loves kids and...
The soft toys.
He beat up my dad,
Ritch. What? Marv?
Yes.
Yes, so, now Sofa
Prick's gonna think
that I'm the one who
put him up to it.
Shit.
Does your mum know?
Not that I know of. Not yet.
Oh, God! Jesus!
OK, hoodie on? Hoodie off? What?
Hoodie on. Just knock.
OK, but you think
I look alright?
Yes, you look great. Just knock.
OK, OK.
Do you want me to knock?
No, just give me... give
me a sec, alright? Just...
Oh, she... She's not home...
Knock again. Knock again.
OK.
OK, nobody's home. You know
what? It's just not meant to be.
We're just... We gotta
go. Nah, bullshit.
We have driven all this way,
OK? Where else would be then?
Uh... I don't...
Alright, let's go.
Can we just go home?!
How many parks does
this town have?
I told you, man. They're probably
at home hiding behind the couch.
There maybe.
No.
Nope.
Come on. No!
What are you doing up there?
Let go. Good girl. Come here.
Come on, get out. Come on.
Come here!
Oh, that's her.
Wow.
Ha. Well, she takes
after her dad.
What are you doing now?
Crazy girl.
I like her hair.
OK. Alright. OK. Yeah? OK.
Bro, do you actually
think she looks like me?
Shh!
Do you think they heard us?
Now we look like a couple
of child stealers, man.
No, this is bad, alright?
Let's go, let's go.
No, we are not
going anywhere, OK?
What? I will get Suzanne.
Ed! I will go get her.
Ed, no... Just wait.
Next time! Ed!
Um...
Hello.
Uh... Hi there.
Um...
No, no, it's all good.
No, we're not creeps or
flashers or anything.
Um... We're just... We're
just looking for a friend.
Oh!
Ed?
Yeah.
Ed Kennedy?
Hey.
You haven't changed a bit.
You look bloody 12.
OK.
What... What are you doing here?
Hi.
Shit's sake!
Uh...
Can we, um... go somewhere
and talk in private?
Just us? Nup.
Whatever you've gotta say,
you can say it right here.
OK. Um...
I... I... I want
to give you money.
And I've been saving for ages
and... and... and
I want you and...
..and...
What... What... What's her name?
Marv, don't.
There's nothing to talk about.
Your actions? They spoke
pretty bloody loud.
Look, I know it looks bad,
but I swear to God I
thought about you ever day.
For years.
Big of you.
I know you don't want
me in her life, but...
I just wanna help, OK?
Just... Just let me help.
I don't need your
help NOW, Marv.
I needed it then.
Do you know how scared I was?
17. Giving birth.
No idea what I was doing.
Alone.
You can't just waltz back in
now that you've found
your conscience.
It just doesn't work like that.
Go home!
That's alright,
we'll try again...
..without all those judgey
mum-eyes everywhere.
Just the two of you chatting.
Give me the card.
Hm?
Give me the friggin' card.
Hey... Hey, no. Hey,
what are you doing?
I don't deserve to be on there.
They do.
Please don't be mad at him. OK?
You couldn't hate him more than
he hates himself right now.
Well, Marv should hate himself.
He's made his choices, and
now he's made choices for me.
Choices that'll
stuff everything.
OK, well, maybe, you know...
..maybe Sofa Jerk will
finally acknowledge you
and bring it all
out into the open.
Oh, by arresting me?
Great. Nice fix, Ed.
I'm still not going to Sledge.
Um... What about you?
Coming to Sledge?
I want to meet Amy Parker.
What?
Wait, scissor girl?
Come off it, Ritchie.
Going back is
never a good thing.
I don't remember what happened,
and it... it changed my whole life.
I want...
I think I want closure.
OK then.
I will help you find
her. No. No, don't.
There is no such thing as
closure, OK? It's closed.
You're OK, she's OK.
Just let it go and move on.
Where you been?
I had to take
training by myself.
With a bung knee.
Last day of training
and you don't show up?
Coach and Captain? Slacker
and loser's more like it.
Oh, my God.
Sal, have I lost my mind?
I mean, is that what it says?
$92,000?!
It just appeared on the
fundraising account. It's like...
My God, Marv. Marv. Have a look.
Look.
Good to know not everyone's
as cheap as you are, Marv.
It's from me.
Bullshit. You're tighter
than a fish's bum.
I've been saving for ages, man.
Hey, what's the matter?
What's wrong?
Um...
There's something
I have to tell you.
Oh, God, not cancer.
No, Mum, it's not cancer.
Are you in trouble?
What'd you do?
Do you remember Suzanne?
What?
Yeah, well...
..she...
We had a baby,
and that's why I've been
saving all this money,
because it was for her
and for my daughter,
whose...
..whose name I don't even know.
Son...
But Suzanne doesn't want
anything to do with me, so...
Why didn't you tell us?
Give the money to HER, son.
Dad, she doesn't want
anything to do with me.
Ach!
What? It's not like I spent
it on beers or anything.
I gave Christmas presents
for our whole family,
and then the rest
I gave to charity.
I thought you'd be pleased, man.
Hey...
..then you don't know the first
thing about me or about being a man,
what it takes to be a father.
We're going home.
Pack up the car.
Oh, no. Uh... No, no, no, no.
Whatever this is, I can't
do it, not right now.
Uh-uh. No.
I just need a lift, Ed...
Oh! ..back to town.
'Ed'. OK. Alright, yeah,
so, now you know me.
Why are you here? Huh?
It's always got something
to do with the cards, but...
Hang on, wait.
I did the cards, so...
so... Did I do this?
Did I make you come here?
No, Ed.
I really just need a
lift. Can you do that?
No, I am not bloody
driving you anywhere
till you tell me
what's going on!
Who are you?!
OK.
I give people messages.
No. I give people messages.
Wait, so...
..did I... did I get
you to do stuff for me?
Did I...
Did I get you to break into my
house and... and plant stuff?
No, Ed.
Well, how do you know?
Voice was different.
Low. A man's voice.
OK, well, maybe I was
putting it on. I have range.
Ed, you sound like a 12-year-old
girl. I'd know your voice.
I... I don't sound
like a 12-year...
OK, if it wasn't me calling,
then who was it then, huh?
Did they leave a name?
Did they say why? Why me?
Nah-uh.
Well, are you working
right now?! Is this a job?
No, I'm not working now.
I just really need
to get to town.
It's a date, if you must know.
But if I WAS working,
I'd do this.
You know what to do, Ed.
Hey, wait. Hey, no,
where are you going?
I'm just gonna walk into
town. It'll be faster.
You're not much of
a taxi driver, Ed.
Hope you're a better Messenger.
For Marv's sake.
See ya.
Wait...
Shit's sake.
Ed, it's late. Get lost.
It's important.
If you wake her,
you're a dead man.
OK. I'll be
quiet then. I promise.
Thank you.
Oh... Please! No!
Come on!
Oh!
You know he did try and see
you, all those years ago.
But your dad, like, spooked him
and told him that he
wasn't good enough for you,
that he never would be.
But he IS.
OK? He IS good enough!
He's got the biggest
heart in the world, OK?
You know, you remember.
You went out with him.
He deserves a second chance.
OK? His kid deserves
to know him...
..to know what a wonderful
and kind guy her dad is.
I'm not leaving
till I convince you.
Alright then.
Do you remember when, um...
Do you remember when Mr Dalkin,
the, uh... the Maths teacher,
do you remember when
he split his pants
and the whole class was, like,
massacring him, and he cried?
It was brutal.
But what did Marv do?
He put on his PE shorts
in the middle of winter...
..and gave Mr Dalkin
his own school pants.
He said it was... What'd he say?
He said it was disrespectful
to laugh at a full-grown man
with his undies hanging out.
God knows how much he spent
on that stupid claw machine,
winning toys to give to his kid.
He has never, ever stopped
wanting to make it right,
and he just... he's just never
been brave enough to face you.
You know, when Dad died,
Marv sat with me
for, like, days.
I'm not kidding.
He didn't move
except to make tea.
He has always been there for me.
Even when he's giving me the
shits and I don't want him to be.
I wish he could see what I see.
I wish YOU could.
My dad used to say that the
goodness shone out of Marv...
..it just needed
somewhere to go.
Oh!
Oh, shit. Sledge.
Oh.
Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit.
No way.
Ritch, what time do you
call this? Morning to you.
Morning, Simon.
Morning.
Do you mind if I, um...
..go back to sleep?
Go right ahead. Cheers.
I really need my nine hours or
it messes with my metabolism.
Oh!
I'm sure it does.
OK.
I'm gonna go see her.
What?
Amy's teaching drama camp.
No, Ritchie.
Today's the last day.
No.
God, Ritch, why?
Well, I don't remember anything.
How I felt.
Do you?
I don't know, we were...
what, we were mucking around,
we were doing some
sort of craft.
Amy had those stupid plaits.
I don't know, then I heard
screaming. Amy's face was bleeding.
You dropped the scissors
and you climbed on the roof.
But why?
Why did I stab her?
All I can remember is the
noise. Yeah, well, we were kids.
We stuck grapes up our
nose. Why do we do anything?
But you didn't do it,
Amy didn't, so...
..why did I?
So, you won't
come with me? No.
Absolutely no way.
No.
So, what now? How do we infiltrate
drama bootcamp? Mime our way in?
Sorry. Nerves.
I don't reckon she's
here yet. It's too early.
Ritch, what if she
doesn't want to see us?
Ritch?
Hey, are you OK?
Yeah, sure.
Do it. Do it!
Do it.
I dare you.
Do it. Do it. Do it.
Here comes
the baby cavalry.
Are you old enough to have
some pubes yet?
Thanks, Coach Softcock.
If that was the case, you
wouldn't be a daddy, eh?
Don't go
attacking your own man.
Save it for the opponents.
Oh, look out, Father! Forgive
me, Father, for my sins!
Please tell me we're
not playing THEM.
Argh!
No, no, this isn't for me.
Yeah. Fair play.
Hey. No.
Hey! No! Put that on.
Alright, yeah, OK, so, we're a
little bit depleted. That's OK.
OK, Sledge isn't about
muscle, remember?
Man buns! He's a meat puppet!
Loves a good puppet, eh?
Alright, muscle helps.
But it's about getting them with
our words, OK, like we practised.
Right, Marv?
Look out!
Marv.
Oi, Marv.
Where's your mum?
I reckon you need her on
your team. I hear she's fast.
Goes hard in the scrum.
Loves a tackle. Boom!
High tackle! High tackle!
That's me boning your
mum. I'm tackling her.
Are you really gonna take that?
Or you're gonna stand here and
you're gonna let him say that to you?
Ooh!
Hey, at least I have a mum, Gav!
At least I wasn't found in a
nappy bin, you piece of shit!
Oh!
Hey, go brush your teeth.
Alright, everyone, bring
it in. Wuss! Wuss! Wuss!
OK, now, we're a bit low on numbers,
and that's pretty shithouse.
Where's Ritch and Auds?
Oh, think they're on their way.
Are we really gonna
let these inbreds win?
Are we gonna let these
dickwads walk all over us?
No! Tell us that
we're not good enough?
Tell us that we did jack shit, even
though we did the honourable thing,
even though we showed up
and we still got knocked out
and we still got rejected?
No! OTHERS: No.
What we're gonna do is we're
gonna go out on the field
and we're gonna suck it up.
OK? Now everyone
look to your left!
Now everyone look to your right!
You got my back?
You got my back?!
Yeah! I've
got your back!
Now put your back in the
middle! Now let's go!
Moledale, baby!
Moledale!
So, why are you here?
Um...
Well, it was actually
Ritchie's idea.
It's been on her mind
again the whole...
You know, she doesn't really
remember what happened,
and I said that's pretty normal.
I mean, it was ages ago, so...
What do you remember?
Uh... Doing craft
and mucking around.
Do it. Do it.
Cut her hair. Cut her hair.
I dare you. Do it.
I told you your hair was
like a dirty doormat.
Said you stank.
Pretty shitty thing to say.
I don't remember that.
Do you?
I don't.
Auds, we were always
scrapping, you and me.
You always ended
up in the middle.
I did?
Yeah.
Auds and I loved the drama.
I missed it when I left.
I didn't want to
go to a new school.
My parents made me
after the whole...
They totally overreacted.
Blew it up into this huge thing.
It WAS a huge thing.
What I did, there was no excuse.
More like what WE did.
It's not all on you, Ritch.
It was an accident.
I should have said
something, told them that.
But I figured you two
always had each other.
I knew Audrey'd have your back.
Do it. Do it.
Cut her hair.
Do it, Ritchie.
Audrey!
I dare you.
Do it.
Do it.
Do it.
My boyfriend says my scar's one
of the things that makes me me.
He's pretty keen on it,
actually, which is sweet.
And weird.
Yeah, go down, go down, go down!
Someone get that kid a Happy Meal!
Down! Go down! Oh, yeah!
Ed, Ed, Ed, Ed, Ed!
Marv! Marv!
Go! Hey, cocktard!
Your car's got more
bangs than you.
Hey, at least I don't go
mistaking my car for a nanny.
Ooh! You're a bad dad!
Yeah, you heard me, boy.
It was you?
You fuckin'... Yeah. Yeah.
Mother...
Gotcha!
Bin. 10 minutes.
You wanna make it 20?
Come on, off you go.
Hey, say hi to my
mate Axel for me, eh?
Hey, Axel! Hey, son!
Oh!
Marv, what the hell?!
Oh, yes!
You did this? Mm-hm.
Melinda, this is Marv.
Marv, this is Melinda.
Pleased to meet you, Melinda.
I might have been a bit hasty
about the money and stuff.
It'll really help.
Yeah.
Will you like to draw with me?
Of course! Uh...
Want to sit here?
What's your favourite colour?
Um...
Pink, blue and purple,
red, orange, yellow, green.
Argh!
Ooh!
Oh!
Hey, you OK?
That went well, considering.
I mean, she seems fine.
Good, even. Potentially
kinky boyfriend, but...
Ritch?
Hey.
She doesn't blame you.
You didn't ruin her life.
Come on, let's get out of here.
Maybe I'll stay for a bit.
Alright. Do you want
me to st... All good.
What about Sledge?
Now you wanna go to Sledge?
Alright.
I'll just see you there then.
Yeah, and we're here now.
Yeah.
I use that to draw.
OK, which colour do you...
Is that her? You came!
Looks like it.
Wait, where's Ritch?
Went and saw Amy just before.
It was actually OK, I think.
You think? I told
her to wait for me.
Butterfly!
A butterfly. A butterfly?
Nothing now...
Hello.
Hi!
Hi, darling. This is for you.
Oh, you're a lucky
girl, Melinda.
What do you say? Thank you.
Oh, you're welcome,
you're welcome.
There wasn't much of a selection
at the petrol station, I'm afraid.
I love love hearts.
Here, for later.
So that you don't have to
listen to all the nasty words.
Let's put those
on! Put those on?
You listen to some good music
and have a dance if you want to.
I want.
Dad...
Look, I just want
to say I'm sorry.
Hi, sweet girl. Do
you know who that is?
You're a tough act to
live up to, you know that?
What if I can't do it?
Son...
..you're already doing it.
Look, about the
donation, Dad, I just...
Hey, we'll worry
about that later, eh?
Yep.
Love you, Dad.
Do it. Cut her hair.
I dare you.
Why did you attack her?
Audrey, say something, please.
Audrey? Please, don't leave me!
Right, give me the card.
Please.
Love you, bro.
We good?
You're nothing like my dad.
Yeah.
Oh, but if you let her down,
I will cut your balls off.
I won't. Promise. Never.
Oh! Jesus!
OK, game on, you weasel brains.
OK, everyone, bring
it in. We got this.
Oh, yes.
Oh, she's here. She's here.
Uh... Ed, you're off.
Give me your BIB.
Quick, quick,
quick. Yes! Ritchie!
It's about time!
Now we're talking.
OK! Alright!
Guys, wake up now.
Here we go! We got this.
Go get 'em, Ritchie! Whoo!
Here we go. One, two,
three, four, five.
Argh!
Ritch!
You told me to do it!
I'm sorry. I'm so, so sorry.
On side. Off
side. The game hasn't started yet.
I got the blame for all
of it and you got nothing!
I've had a voice in my head!
I thought it was
me, but it was you?!
You told me to do
it, to cut her hair!
She turned at the wrong time!
Ritch, Ritch, Ritch!
Ritch!
Ritch!
Come on!
You didn't say anything.
You... You... You just left me.
I couldn't. You
got to have a life.
You got to go to uni,
you got to have relationships
and do whatever you want!
But I got the blame
for all of it!
You back off, Ritchie!
Are you alright?
Come on, sweetie.
You took my life.
Do you hear me?
You took my life!
She was the one person
who stood by you.
How dare you attack her?!
Ritch! Ritch! Relax,
man! I'm so sorry.
Ritchie. You're good.
Officers! Over here!
No, Hal, it's OK.
This is the one.
There's no harm done.
She assaulted my daughter.
She's just upset.
You're not taking her, alright?
I'm not gonna let them
take you. I got you.
Ritch? Marvin Leota?
What?
I'm arresting you for
the assault of Don King.
No, no, no, Marv's a good
boy. There must be a mistake.
Whoa, hey, hey, hey!
Marv! But what about Ritchie?!
No.
No!
This is bullshit!
Excu...
Stop!
I'm on your side,
Audrey. Stop!
Stop being on my side!
How could she leave
without saying goodbye?
We... We have a rule.
Why is it that you never
ask me whether I'm OK?
Show me the world
according to Ritchie.
All of it.
Marv called. They locked him up.
He's still there.
I called Suzanne. She said I'm
not allowed to see Melinda again.
It's a bad idea. How is it
bad? He won't even know.
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