[Both laughing]
-Ahh. -Oh! This is Griffin Galway, my friend and co-conspirator.
-M'lord -- -Not the last time I looked,
Mr. Oakley, you may call me Gail.
-Do I know the father?
-Nah, he's a good guy.
-You haven't told him.
-I'm gonna take a few days off...
see my whanau.
-I sent a rocket into low orbit filled
with bloody paper hearts to show you how much I liked you.
-This wedding will be everything that it needs to be.
I see a golden day bathed in light.
-Oh.
-The one who walks beside you is the one.
-Do you know he's written me an IOU
on the back of a beer mat? -He what?
-You honestly believe that William
wrote Stanley an IOU for the whole of Oakley
on the back of a beer mat?
-Now, if you'll excuse me...
-We know you signed Oakley over to Stanley,
William. -I'll be engaging a lawyer.
-First we get the mat, and then we get our lives back.
-Bank transfer alright?
-Cash would be great.
You never know when someone's situation might change.
I'll give you a yam when the job is done.
-Alright. Excellent.
Remember -- change every lock.
♪♪
-Is it a robot?
-What? No, it's not a robot.
-Okay, so is it a film that there might be robots in?
-No. It's Oakley.
Look, it's very clearly Oakley. There's my room.
Have you forgotten what we're doing here?
-What are you doing here?
-Oh, Tippy. You're back. -How'd it go?
-We're making a plan to break in to Oakley.
We're gonna get it back.
-Cool. I'm in. Um...I have some news.
-Oh, yes?
-I've brought someone back with me.
-Oh. -Well, not someone.
The baby's, um...dad.
-Oh! That's wonderful, Tippy. -That's great, Tippy.
-He's just grabbing the bags.
I wanted to kind of ease you guys all into meeting him,
but here we are.
-Well, we're not thatscary. -Yeah.
You're literally having some kind of war council in my room.
-Oh, I wouldn't call it a war council.
-That's what you called it when we came in.
-Yeah. Alright, thanks, Gus. -And I should warn you,
he's kind of weird and a bit annoying,
but I want you to just act like he's normal, okay?
-Okay. So...
-[Speaks native language] -[Gasps]
-I'm Filemu. -Oh. Filemu. Wel...
co-o-ome.
It's really lovely to meet you.
-It's lovely to meet you. You seem very normal.
-Hey, I'm Gus.
-Please take a seat. -Yeah.
-So what are we doing?
-Well, I'm very glad you asked me that question.
What we're doing here is planning a heist.
♪♪
-♪ Let it breathe ♪
♪ If it doesn't breathe, it's gonna die ♪
♪ Let us see, if you let it be, is it gonna fly? ♪
♪ Set it free ♪
♪ And if it leaves, we say goodbye ♪
♪ Web we weave, and then we grieve ♪
♪ And then we cry ♪
♪ I want to tell you before I forget ♪
♪ Despite the darkness ♪
♪ Some of these days ♪
♪ Wintergreen, can't outshine your radiance ♪
♪ Wintergreen, I love you more than anything ♪
♪ Wintergreen, despite the darkness ♪
♪ Some of these days ♪
♪ Ooh, ooh ♪
-Right. Daisy.
You, Tippy and Gus are going to act as lookouts.
-Got it. -Copy.
-Filemu, you are going to pose as a customer.
Come for a wine tasting,
but your car breaks down.
So you're going to lure William out of the house
and keep him distracted.
I, meanwhile, make my way around the back of the house
and shimmy up to the dicky window on the second floor.
-Easy peasy. That car isn't going anywhere.
-Excellent. Once inside the house,
I will make my way to the bedroom
where the safe is currently supporting the mid-section
of my -- of my bed, which has been sagging rather.
-Why didn't you just attach some extra legs?
-Well, I did think about it. No, we don't have time...
-I can actually fix it for you. -Oh, could you?
Could you do mine as well? Because it's really sagging.
-Great, great. So -- So -- And back to the plan.
I will then slide under the bed,
unlock the safe, and grab the beer mat.
-Um...do you really think
you can shimmy up to the second floor?
-Well, perhaps I could use a ladder.
-Be a bit hard to sneak a ladder up to the house
without anyone noticing.
-Break a window. It's the only way.
-Well, yes, but if you're gonna break a window,
you'll need to wrap a towel around your hand.
-It's a good tip. -Break a window.
I shall. So...[knuckles crack]
...is everyone prepared?
-Yes. -Synchronize watches.
-I don't have a watch. -I don't think anyone...
-Well, synchronize phones then.
-What are you using to synchronize the phone?
Is there, like, an app? -Five minutes.
Then we all go.
-I'm worried about this plan, Louis. I mean,
how are we gonna break a window without William noticing?
-We'll do it quietly, and he's gonna be down the driveway.
-Yes, but noise carries.
-Actually, I think I might have a better idea.
Rowan. Come in.
I have a list of items
that I'm authorized to offer you in return for a key to the locks
that you've just installed.
-I'm listening, haole.
-Alright. $100 in cash.
A pair of SkyMaster binoculars with a small ding
on the side, contract to drive Daisy to her wedding.
-But -- But I get approval on the car.
-Is any of this of any interest to you?
Our future is at stake here.
-Thank you, Rowan. -Thank you.
-Thank you. Here. -It's on the house.
I really can't stand that guy. Later, haole.
You know what?
I'll take the contract for the wedding.
I'll be in touch.
-Let's go and get our house back.
You ready, Filemu? -Ready.
You guys sure know how to turn on a welcome.
Most people just put on afternoon tea.
♪♪
[Knock on door]
-Can I help you? -Hi.
I was just here for a tasting,
and when I went to drive out, my car just stopped.
Can you help me give it a push, get it out of the way?
[Chickens clucking softly]
-You don't have roadside assist?
-Ah, yes. Yeah. When I gave them a call,
they said it'll take about four hours.
Yeah, it's blocking your driveway.
-[Sighs]
Okay, fine.
No offense. Force of habit.
[Cellphone dinging]
-Stop it, stop it, stop it.
-This is a lot of work that goes into making wine.
-Oh, they're on the move.
-It is.
-You've got a bit of an accent.
Are you from England?
I've got a brother who lives here.
He's in Hammersmith.
Is that anywhere near where you're from?
-No.
♪♪
-[Sniffing]
Oh, my...
God!
♪♪
Ugh.
-Alright. Pop the bonnet.
-Well, I doubt you'll be able to fix it.
-Don't worry. I know my way around an engine.
[Hood pops open]
-This is good. This is good.
♪♪
-Well, there's your problem there.
One of your cables has come loose off the distributor cap.
-Hmm. -You got a tool kit?
-Ah, boy, I don't... Car's new, so...
Let me, uh, let me have a look.
-Don't worry.
I come prepared.
-Oh, no. Just keep him talking.
-Jump in. Turn her over.
Have you done it? -Just a sec.
-Only takes a sec. Turn it over.
-[Grunting]
Oh. Come on.
[Engine starts]
-Good as gold.
-No, no, no, no, no.
-[Grunts]
Oh, it's the other way.
Ahh!
Yes.
-You sure know your stuff.
-All part of the Oakley wine service.
Have a good trip. -Thanks.
Hey, could I get some directions?
-Oh, no. He's heading back in. -We've got to warn him.
-Oh, okay.
♪♪
[Cellphone buzzes]
♪♪
-[Sighs]
-Okay.
♪♪
[Indistinct conversation plays on television]
♪♪
[Bed frame creaks]
-He didn't come out. Did he come out?
Okay.
We need to create a diversion to get William out of the house.
-Oh, we could drive a tractor into the house.
It might cause a lot of damage, but I think it might work.
-Oh. Oh, I know.
Set fire to something. Quick.
[Rapid knocking on door]
♪♪
[Knocking continues]
William, there's a fire at the cellar door.
We need your help.
-I didn't come down in the last shower, Daisy.
-Well, see for yourself.
-Oh, my God. I'll call the fire brigade.
-Oh, no. No, I've already done that.
Quick! We could lose everything.
♪♪
-What...
What the hell's going on here?
My aprons. Why?
-Because Tippo didn't like them.
-You!
Right. I'm calling the police.
-No, no, no! William, wait!
Uh... I got nothing here.
-Ah! Hi. Are you open for a tasting?
-I'm not falling for your nonsense either.
-Oh, sorry.
-Seems so lovely on the website.
-By William McCallum...
Yes. Yes.
-Louis... I am calling the police.
You invaded my home, which is trespass.
And the others? Well, they're guilty of arson.
-Well, by all means, call the police...William...
and I will show them this beer mat.
-[Chuckles]
Louis, you said yourself a deed
on the back of a restaurant accoutrement
is not worth the card it's written on.
-Well, your menu may not have been,
but it seems as Stanley learned a thing or two
after writing that legally binding deed that he gave you.
Because, despite its handwritten nature,
this beer mat contains every legal requirement
to hand ownership of Oakley back to Stanley.
Ergo, to us, it is all here. -Give me that.
You have no proof that I was in my right mind
when I signed that.
So take your little [indistinct] to arbitration
because we know how long that takes, don't we?
And in the meantime, I will still be here.
Your partner.
-You...You made our lives hell.
You...You throw us out of our home.
-Technically, you lost a bet.
-Well, judging by this, so did you.
-Not cool, William. None of this is cool.
-You are a terrible person.
-She burnt my aprons.
-You can take your aprons and your Wellerman
and shove them up your ass -Arson aside,
what you have done is unforgivable.
Now, you're very welcome to try to take this to arbitration.
But I think we both know that you will lose.
-Badly. -But if you try,
I will personally ensure that your remaining time here with us
is a living hell.
Now, you may have your Wellerman,
but do you know how long Wagner's Ring Cycleis, William?
It's 15 hours.
15 hours of opera that I don't know the words to.
But I will make them up.
[Operatic music flourishes]
-[Chuckles]
Well, friends...
I've played my hand...
and I've lost.
I'll send for my things when I'm settled.
But for now... adieu.
♪♪
-[Laughs]
Louis, you did it! You did it!
Oh! -We have our home back.
-We do.
[Cellphone dings]
Oh.
Oh! Nic and the babies are coming home.
-Okay, here's the nasogastric learning package.
It's good to refer back to it if there's an issue.
And here's the number to call if she pulls the tube out.
-Oh, do you know why -- Does that happen often?
-Oh, it can, but you can call the at-home nurse
or bring her back here and we'll re-insert it for you.
Don't worry.
Now, Hana's first specialist appointment for cardiac
is next week, and a follow-up has been booked as well.
And there's an appointment for your wound care as well.
And you'll need to take your antibiotics
until they're all finished. Okay? Any questions?
-Uh, well, I mean, what if --
I mean, what do we do if something isn't right?
-Oh. I know this is overwhelming,
but we wouldn't be sending you all home
unless we were sure that you were all ready.
Okay? -Okay.
I'll be back in a moment.
-[Crying]
[Both babies crying]
♪♪
-There's so much food.
-There's more in the freezer. Everybody made something.
-Lasagna and lamb casserole. Lasagna. Lasagna.
[Gasps] Whitebait fritters.
Nic, fritter? -Uh, not right now. Thanks.
-Are they from Mrs. Wahipa?
I hope they're from Mrs. Wahipa. She makes the best fritters.
-I think those are from Mr. Anderson.
-Oh. Good enough. -Thank you.
You really didn't have to do all of this.
-Oh, of course we did.
-This house is clean.
Ah. [Blows]
I always wanted to say that.
Right.
Energies are all balanced, so you're good to go.
Welcome home, babies.
-Aw. -Ooh, do I smell fritters?
Wahipa's? -Anderson's.
-Mm.
-Listen, do you need to go and have a rest?
I mean, we can hold the fort.
Louis and I are keen to learn anything we need to know.
-No, no, no, no, I'm fine.
And we need to learn how to do this by ourselves.
And we will.
-Just don't push yourself too hard.
And, Nic, if you can't do the bridesmaid thing, honestly...
-What? No, no, no, no, I'll be fine.
I promise you, in five days, I will be standing next to you
as you marry the man of your dreams.
-Mm. Well, what a day.
You and the babies came home and we got Oakley back.
-Yeah, I got my home back.
-Oh, my God. Really? Tell me everything.
-And then there's this raging fire.
It's all Daisy could think of to distract him.
-Huh. Well...
As a police officer, I must caution you
that breaking and entering is an offense.
-Oh, yes. No. Duly noted.
-But as your friend, I applaud your efforts.
-Friend. -With significant benefits.
-Huh. Mm.
See, I've been thinking...
[Clears throat]
I wonder if we could make it... more than that.
I mean, we get on and we definitely have a lot of fun,
and we're both going to the wedding
and I thought perhaps we could go...together...
as a...couple.
-I don't think so, Louis.
-Right. No, no, it's too soon.
-It's not that. Um...
You're a wonderful man.
Smart and funny.
But I was only looking for companionship,
some fun. -No, no, I understand that.
But...something's changed, hasn't it?
-I'm sorry, Louis, not for me.
When we first met, I told you I was attached,
and that hasn't changed.
-I see.
-My heart still belongs to someone.
And if you're really honest with yourself,
I think you know that yours does, too.
♪♪
-Oop! Hey, got it.
Hey, did you know
that the hypodermic disposable syringe was
a New Zealand invention?
Like nuclear physics and jetpacks and bungee jumping
and the Finn Brothers?
You know, when you think about it,
we've invented a lot of ways to die.
-Oh, no. -You're right.
The Finn Brothers probably wouldn't kill anyone.
Probably. -That's my bridesmaid's dress.
It must have got bundled up in the wash.
-Hey, no, no. It's all good, it's all good.
A quick iron and it'll be right as rain.
-No. It's ruined. The wedding is tomorrow.
-No, no, no, no, no, no, no, nothing --
Nothing's ruined. Look.
Look, babe.
You go have a shower and I'll fix this.
-Oh.
-Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, baby.
Come on. Everything is gonna be okay.
I promise.
I double promise with sprinkles.
[Baby crying] -Oh.
-No, no. It's okay.
I've got this.
-Are you sure you're only going away for one night?
-Yes. And tomorrow you will help me lug it all back
because you will be my husband and that's what husbands do.
-[Cellphone ringing] -[Chuckles]
Oh, it's Griff. He must have landed.
-I'll put these in the car. -Okay.
Hey. Are you in Auckland?
What?
Griff, I can't -- I can't hear y--
Uh... [Ring tone]
Ugh.
♪♪
Ah. Well...
Don't tell me. Griff? -Yeah.
But I don't know who the flowers are from.
-Oh.
-[Sighs]
-Uh...
"Sorry, Mum needed me."
Zeb. -Oh.
-Just one more part of my old life gone, I guess.
-Oh, Daisy. I'm sorry. -No. Don't be.
I have my new life, and that is more than enough.
Right. Let's open a bottle. Shall we?
-Excellent. Excellent idea.
-Great.
By the way, what is that velvet dog painting still doing here?
-Well, I decided after all, I...I quite like it.
-Oh. -Well, no, it reminds me
of my student digs.
-Oh, really?
Well, here's to my last night at Oakley.
-Hmm.
-And to my true friends.
-Daisy -- -Now, Louis, I wanted to --
-Oh, okay. -[Laughs]
-Okay, you go first.
I'll keep my big mouth shut for a change.
-I just wanted to say I'm sorry...
for the things that I said. I...
I was angry and I didn't mean any of them.
Whew. -What?
Wasn't that difficult, was it?
-No, I'm having a, uh, champagne flush.
[Laughs] -Oh.
Okay. My turn. Um...
I want to apologize for everything I said.
Not only am I a -- a cad, but I...
But I obviously didn't mean a word of it.
And you know I think that you're one of the kindest people
I've ever met, so I am -- I am truly sorry.
-Thanks. We're okay.
-Yeah? -Yeah.
Yep, we never have to talk about it again.
Although I do want to make a pact.
No more secrets.
No more bottling things up and letting things fester.
Deal?
-Deal.
And I do wish you all the love in the world.
♪♪
[Door opens]
-Oh. Looks like a party is happening.
-Yeah. Uh, yes.
Well, you know, it should be a celebration.
-I'll go grab two more glasses.
-I have a juice, thanks. -[Cellphone ringing]
-Oh. Nic, hi.
-Daisy, I need to tell you something.
-What is it?
-I've just had two babies and surgery,
and there's a whole heap of health stuff going on,
and I don't quite know what's going on with my boobs,
but one of them is definitely bigger than the other,
and everything just feels
really out of control right now.
-You can't come to the wedding?
-I can't.
[Crying] I really can't. I'm so sorry.
-Oh. It's okay, truly.
-I feel like I'm letting you down.
-No, of course you're not.
You made the right decision.
-Really? -Yes, really.
You have got a lot on your plate, mama.
-Cheers.
-Everything's gonna be fine.
Bye.
♪♪
[Birds chirping]
♪♪
-You look really nice. -Oh, thanks.
So do you.
[Cellphone ringing]
Not that I'm a fan, but are you gonna talk to him?
-Mnh-mnh. No.
-Dais... -Hmm?
-Griff just messaged me.
Now, I know you don't want to speak to him,
but I know you also don't want to go to
your wedding angry about it. -Oh, alright.
Um, Candace, could you give us a moment, please?
Thank you.
-Yeah, I'm gonna... go be somewhere else.
-Am I gonna need a top up for this?
-I don't know. I haven't read it.
He just told me to read it to you.
-[Clears throat]
-"Dais, I'm a dick."
-Well, that's a good start.
-"I thought that I could have it all,
and it turns out I can.
The worst thing is that I've hurt you in the process.
But you know what is happening for me has always been my dream.
I'm sorry that meant that I took away from yours.
I want you to know I love you and wish for you
every beautiful thing always.
For Gus too.
For all of us."
-Oh.
Hey. You okay?
-Yeah.
It's like birds, you know?
For birds, sometimes they find a tree to shelter in.
It's a really beautiful tree, but...
it's not the tree they're meant to stay in forever.
There's another tree they have to get to,
and that's where they create their nest
and a home.
It's not that the first tree is wrong.
It's just...
It's not their forever tree.
-Okay. You can come out now.
I know you've been listening.
-I wasn't listening. But he is a dick.
-[Laughs]
♪♪
-You ready?
-Ready. -[Car door closes]
Oh. -What's wrong?
-Oh. I just realized I don't have anyone to walk me
down the aisle now that Griff isn't here.
-I could do it. -Me too.
-Oh. Thank you.
But do you know what? I'm a grown-ass woman.
I can walk myself. Screw tradition.
Okay, Rowan, let's do this.
-I've got beats at the ready.
[Engine starts]
[Dance music playing]
♪♪
[Classical music playing softly]
♪♪
-Louis. -Oh, Marissa. Don.
How are you?
-Well, a little excited. We do love a good wedding.
-Well, yes. Who -- Who doesn't?
-Do you remember how late you were to ours?
-All good things are worth waiting for, Donald.
-Yes, they are.
-Bride or groom?
-Neither.
But one day.
-One day.
-You look very composed for a man about to get married.
How you feeling?
-I'm fine.
-Easier second time around?
-Oh, my God. Yes.
I was so nervous with your mother
that I sweated through my shirt.
But today...
no nerves at all.
-I wonder why?
-I don't know.
I just feel...fine.
♪♪
-I'm sorry, Rowan. We have to stop.
♪♪
[Doors close] -She's running a little late.
-Yeah, maybe she had a change of heart.
-She's not the most punctual person in the world.
-Maybe she's on the phone.
♪♪
-You three are the most beautiful things in the world.
I mean, Herc is handsome, but he could be beautiful, too, right?
-I bet Daisy looks beautiful.
-There's still time to change your mind.
-No. I'm good. Really.
[Car door opens, closes]
Did you hear that?
Oh. Daisy.
What are you doing here?
-Couldn't possibly get married without seeing
my dearest friend and my heart babies
on my wedding day, now, could I?
-They've even got their own cries.
Hana's is like, "Whoo-ah!"
But Herc's is more like, "Wah."
[Both laugh]
-I can't believe that you're here.
We would have been just happy watching the video.
-I haven't organized anyone to do a video.
-It's okay.
You and David can tell us all about it later.
-Well, maybe...
would you like to be the first to hear my vows?
-[Baby babbling] -[Chuckles]
Herc says yes.
-Hilary told me that I would know when everything is right.
She said that the one who walks beside me is the one,
and you have walked beside me since the day we met,
which is how I know that you're the one.
-It's beautiful.
Oh, Daisy, thank you for doing this for me.
Uh, for us.
-Oh, of course, you're my bestie.
And I promise you, as soon as I'm back from the honeymoon,
I will be there with Louis whenever you need us.
-Thanks, Daisy. -Yeah.
Um, also, Tippy's been waving at you
through the window for a while now.
-Oh.
-Yeah. We've got to go. -Sorry. Thanks.
I love you. Bye. -Good luck.
-Thanks.
♪♪
-It's okay, everyone. Daisy's here.
We're ready to start.
[Instrumental version of "Daisy Bell" playing]
♪♪
-Ooh.
Uh...
Sorry.
♪♪
-Daisy...
♪♪
I'm not sure you think he's your forever tree.
♪♪
-Daisy. Uh, doctor, if I may, uh...
Marriage is hard enough, even when you're 100% sure.
If you have any doubts,
perhaps the, um, universe is trying to tell you something.
-[Chuckles]
As hilarious as I find Marissa invoking the universe
and its thoughts, I have to say, I agree.
♪♪
-You know what I think.
Sorry, David.
-Daisy...
If you're looking for a tree, I will be your [speaks Maori]
And you can rest upon my strong branches.
-David, you can always nestle in my foliage.
-Dad...
I think you're having your own doubts, too, yeah?
♪♪
-Thank you, everybody.
But I think Daisy and I...
We need a moment.
♪♪
-I'm so sorry, David.
-I'm sorry, too.
I have to ask.
When did you know?
-I didn't really...
not until just then.
-Same.
I still think we could have had a nice life.
Perhaps not a "burning fires or breaking into buildings
or lost in the wilderness" life,
but -- but a nice life just the same.
-Yes, we would.
-And I had to ask myself, is that enough?
And I don't think it is.
And I know you don't think it is.
-I do love you.
I do love you. I want you to know that.
-I know that, Daisy Monroe,
and I love you.
-I was gonna say this in there,
but I want you to hear it because I mean every word.
You brought kindness and stillness
and warmth into my life
when everything around me was a loud and crazy whirlwind.
And I can't ever thank you enough for showing me
that I can sit in that stillness and be who I truly am.
♪♪
Ah.
I guess we better tell everyone to go home.
-Well...
be a shame to waste a good party, wouldn't it?
-What? -I don't know.
Why not? Look at us.
We're consciously uncoupling. -That's so grown up.
♪♪
-Hey. So I'll see you at work on Monday, right?
-Well, I -- Yeah. -Hi. David.
Sorry, Stacey, I just need you. -Yeah.
-I guess we should go home.
-Yeah. Guess we should.
-Well, I feel sorry for them both.
I mean, they're being quite sensible.
Marissa. -What?
Oh. No one else is going to use them.
Oh.
-What...
-Why have all these beautiful flowers go to waste?
Huh? There.
Very handsome.
-You're right.
They would be a waste.
-What is going on, Donald?
-As you said yourself,
it's a waste of all these beautiful flowers.
So I had a chat with Daisy and David,
and they're fine with it.
-Well, fine with what?
-Well, I thought we might take the opportunity
to renew our vows.
After all, we love a wedding.
-Oh, Donald. You old romantic, you.
[Laughs]
But this time 'round, I'm not saying "obey."
I can tell you that.
-God, it didn't make a blind bit of difference
when you said it the first time, 40-odd years ago, did it?
-Don't.
-Mrs. Silverton, would you do me the very great honor
of marrying me again?
-Mr. Silverton, I will.
Perhaps we could even take a trip.
Second honeymoon.
No voodoo, please.
-Wouldn't dream of it.
Donald and Marissa, face each other.
Take each other's hands.
Love is a circle of blessings and curses,
of peace and turbulence.
[Indistinct conversations, music playing]
-Well, well, well.
Hilary, I wonder where you got to.
-Well, I had another wedding to attend.
Um, Louis, this is -- This is Gail.
-Gail. How lovely to see you again.
-It is. Great place you have here.
I can see why you fought so hard to keep it.
-Yeah. -Well, I'm off to the bar.
Anyone? -Oh, yes. Large rosé.
-Rosé. Rosé.
-No. Don't start. Her mother has eye problems.
We met at the specialist's office, and, um...
we shall see.
Or not, in my case.
[Both laughing]
-You're a bit of a dark horse, Hilary.
-No, I'm not. I'm just always optimistic.
-Here we go.
-Thank you.
-Sienna, I'm so sorry.
-Oh, don't be.
It all worked out as it should.
No [laughs] I didn't -- I didn't mean it like that.
I know I said you weren't right for my father,
but if things have gone the other way today,
I wouldn't have been unhappy.
You are a very singular woman, Daisy.
-Thank you. -Hmm.
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[Sighs]
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-Hey. I've been looking for you.
-I just needed a soft seat.
Back was hurting.
-[Sighs]
-Feel terrible for Dr. David.
But everything just sort of feels
like it's back to the way it should be, you know?
-I see why you love it here.
They're great people.
-Yeah. They are.
-You'll miss them, hey?
When you move up to Taranaki.
-I'm not moving to Taranaki.
Why would you think that? -It's just that
you said what you'd been searching for,
you found there -- belonging and [speaks Maori]
-Yeah. But this is my place, too.
I have a connection here, too. And my family's here.
-Maybe just think about it.
If you come home,
our baby will be born knowing who they are
and where they come from.
They'll be brought up having that connection
that you said you missed.
And I know everyone here is really nice.
But can they give you or baby that?
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[Indistinct conversations]
-[Sighs]
-Is it a bad time?
-No, it's not a bad time.
Louis, why didn't you say anything today at the church?
I mean, everyone else did.
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-I...didn't feel it was my place.
It's your wedding day.
I mean, it's not some kind of audience participation moment.
And who am I to tell you what to think...?
-Louis, just stop, stop.
-Sorry. -Me too.
Let's just enjoy the sunset, shall we?
There's been enough talking today.
-I agree.
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Daisy...
[Clears throat]
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Just four more words?
I love you, Daisy.
-I love you, too.
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