2 (PLAYFUL MUSIC)
(DOOR SQUEAKS)
(DOOR SQUEAKS SOFTLY)
- Hey. - BOWIE: Hey!
Come on.
- (GRUNTS) - Whoa!
OK.
How you going, Dad?
OK, thank you.
BOWIE: Yeah. Do you wanna eat something or...
DOM: No, thank you.
Thanks, Boz.
Have you talked to Mum yet?
Nah, nah. You better not have either.
Oh, well, actually, Mum's gonna wanna know.
DOM: Guess this is me.
Yeah, you probably shouldn't have given up your place, eh?
I don't really wanna get into it right now.
I thought I'd be over there a lot longer than I was.
Mmm. Do you not wanna talk about it?
- You sure? - This is useless!
Dad, I'm really sorry, eh?
Can I, uh, borrow this?
Uh, yeah. Yeah, I mean, I was just marking essays, but...
DOM: How much do you reckon a new turntable costs?
What, you're not... You're not gonna get rid of these.
No, no, no. Just gimme... two hours.
Gimme 48 hours and I will, uh...
- I'll fix all of this. - You sure?
Yeah!
DOM: I'm just gonna look up Marketplace just in case.
(SIGHS) So what's he into?
Man, what are we gonna talk about?
I needed more time to prepare for this.
Man, this place is fancy.
REEMA: Oh, God. Who's he brought with him?
You'll be fine. Just be yourself.
OK, but we have only been dating for a few months,
you don't have a kid and you're becoming Muslim, OK?
- (VINCE CLEARS THROAT) - Hi, Dad!
Dad, this is Vince.
Hello, Mr Malik.
Uh...
- Have you met Rakim? - Ah.
Yeah, so sorry to gatecrash your party.
It's a pleasure to meet you, Reema.
Vince, how are you?
Uh, yeah, good, man. Nice to meet you.
- Nice to meet you too. - Sit.
VINCE: Wow, um...
So what's it like being back home?
I'm loving it. It's wonderful to spend some time with my girl.
Yeah, we've had a few dinners.
Got to watch her game last week.
Uh, wha...
I play mixed 5-a-side soccer.
Is that in the, um... the Balmain-Canterbury comp?
What's your team?
- The Stingers. - RAKIM: I'm in the Warriors.
(LAUGHS) I think we're versing you soon.
RAKIM: Yeah.
Uh, Vince, do you... do you play or...
Um, no. I would, but just...
Vince is always working.
- Busy, busy, busy! - Right.
He's a midwife.
Yes, Vince, have you... always wanted to be a midwife?
Um, yeah.
Um, ever since high school.
Is that where, um... where you two met?
- Yeah, and then... - Yeah.
Yeah.
So Reema tells me that, uh,
you're a man of faith.
(CHUCKLES)
Yeah. My family's Christian.
But I'm... I'm converting, so...
(CHUCKLES) He always forgets.
It's 'reverting'.
Yes, right. Why is that?
We believe that everybody is... is born Muslim, so...
Yes.
You know what? I probably read that somewhere.
Probably in the Koran.
You've been reading the Koran?
Yes.
Um, I really like it.
Any parts in particular?
It's all pretty strong.
Thank you. If you're done with your inquisition, Uncle.
That was very fun and enjoyable for all of us,
not awkward at all.
Is anyone watching anything good lately or...
I am watching the most engrossing true-crime series.
'The Siege'.
- Yes! - RAKIM: Yeah.
- You too? - Wait, do you think he did it?
REEMA: I mean, I don't think he should have been
convicted on that contradictory evidence.
Don't tell me you think... You think the sister did it?
I mean, first of all, none of those forensic experts
had a shred of credibility.
- And then the prosecutor... - The prosecutor was ineffectual.
I mean, the blood splatter alone shot any...
Can we... hold the gory details until after we eat?
- Yeah. No, sorry. - Shall we?
- (REEMA CHUCKLES) - RAKIM: Yep.
I can't believe he pulled that stunt,
bringing that guy to our lunch.
I'm so sorry.
(VINCE SIGHS)
So what,
I'm just gonna keep pretending I'm converting?
Reverting.
Yep. Cool.
And... and...
...that I don't have a kid?
I'm sorry. It's just easier.
And it's just until he gets back to London.
Sorry.
Yeah, it... it just...
It seems kinda not great.
Trust me, OK?
He's not gonna stick around for long.
He never does.
OK?
(SIGHS)
OK, laundry is done.
Did you brush your teeth?
- (EXHALES) - Good girl.
Now, where were we?
"The smell of that buttered toast
"simply spoke to Toad, and no unc..."
'Un-cer-tain'.
"..uncertain voice."
Good girl.
OLY: Don't just tell her what the word is!
You know, your mum is a back-seat driver.
(CHUCKLES)
(OLY TYPES)
(MUTTERS) Oh, come on.
Oh, I...I haven't finished my presentation.
I need to figure out the best transition.
- Mmm? - OK.
- Be honest. - Mmm.
Do you think a sound effect is too much?
(MAGICAL FLOURISH PLAYS)
SANTI: Go to sleep, Oly.
(SANTI SIGHS)
(STRANGE MUSIC)
(DISTORTED MUSIC BOX MELODY)
(SQUELCHING)
OLY: Business, business.
Business. Business, business.
Business, business, business.
Business, business. Business, business, business.
(GROANS)
(GASPS)
What's wrong?
(PANTS)
I just...
...had a dream I was...
...I was wearing a nappy.
What?
(SIGHS) It's nothing.
- Are you OK? - Yeah.
(PANTS)
- Are you sure? - Yeah. Sorry.
- Can you turn out the light? - Yeah.
- I'm sorry. - Mmm, OK.
(ENGINE STARTS)
Hey!
(ALEJANDRO SPEAKS SPANISH)
So much noise!
I know.
It's fine. He fixed it.
Santi, come inside and taste my new recipe.
The new chef Rosa hired is no good.
I would love to, Ita, but I'm just here to get the van to Rosa
and then I've gotta get ready for this meeting
before I pick up J.
(SPEAKS SPANISH)
Uh... just some people.
For a commission.
- Another art commission, Santi! - Yeah.
- Our very own Matta. - (CHUCKLES)
Yeah, it's kinda weird, it's not...
It's not really the type of thing
that I wanna be doing, but...
I thought drawing, it was what you want to be doing.
And you're getting paid to draw.
Sounds like a good deal to me.
Thank you, Ita.
And thanks, Abuelo.
- I love you! - Love you too.
Mwah! Mmm!
OK.
- I'll see you guys soon. - I'll see you. 'Bye.
ALEJANDRO: OK.
BERNADITA: 'Bye, beauty!
SANTI: Besos!
BERNADITA: Besos! Mwah!
'Bye, Abuelo. 'Bye, Ita.
'Bye!
OLY: What we are doing to the forests of the world
is but a mirror reflection of what we are doing to ourselves
and to one another.
That was Gandhi.
I am extremely proud of the work that we do here.
However, having engaged with
the passionate activists at the tree camp,
I strongly believe that we need to reconsider
our decision to approve a development
which would result in the decimation
of 12 beloved, iconic, heritage Moreton Bay fig trees.
(MAGICAL FLOURISH PLAYS)
The concerned citizens that I have spoken to
have articulated the immeasurable value
of these majestic old trees.
Now, I will be taking questions at the end.
But I will argue that this protest is an opportunity
to explore alternative sites,
engage meaningfully with our constituents...
Sorry, I'm gonna quickly jump in.
Oly, I do have a question.
Why wasn't this an email?
Thanks for coming into the office.
Yeah, no worries.
MAN: We want to talk to you in person.
Don't know how much you know about our community.
Uh, I've done a little bit of research online.
Don't believe everything you read.
(ALL CHUCKLE)
We hoped we could talk you through what we're after
and you could give us an idea of what you can do.
Like a rough sketch?
- Yeah. - Sure, yep.
(SIGHS)
My Fursona, Paloma, is an arctic fox and flying squirrel hybrid.
She has sky-blue fur and a dark-brown ponytail.
She presents as shy, but it's all... (FADES)
MAN: Shadow is a striped hyena.
He's tall, strong, curious and primal.
He has the eyes that will take over the world one day.
(ANIMALS CHITTER AND CHIRP)
So... obviously they'll be... far more polished.
But, um, this is just, like, I guess a rough...
You've really captured Shadow.
Wow.
Great.
Get these back to me before we leave today.
Am I being promoted?
Don't get too excited.
Maternity leave replacement for Beth.
Take over some of her duties. Modest pay rise.
Wow, OK!
Shauna didn't say anything.
Wow, did she not?
She's normally so forthcoming
with the logic for her decisions.
Yeah, she hates that Beth's going on maternity leave, right?
Look, I'm on safer legal ground if I don't answer that.
But yes, obviously.
- Who'd have babies? - (BOTH CHUCKLE)
Ugh!
Right.
Oly?
You convinced me.
The big spiel. Gandhi. Speak to the people.
You're right.
Speak to the people.
Oh, right now?
Why not now?
No, now's great. Now's good.
(QUIRKY MUSIC)
Do you know, Ol, we have planted
5,000 fucking trees in this council area alone
in the last year.
Nobody's celebrating that.
Also, sorry, can we just remember...
Literally Indigenous.
We are the right side of politics.
Hello there, young voter.
I'm Shauna Johnson. I'm the mayor.
Lovely to meet you. Came down. Thought we'd have a yarn.
You should be ashamed of yourself.
That's a great start.
Big fan of the trees.
Trees are everything. Trees are life.
We've actually planted 5,000 trees
in the council area this year.
Greenwashing. Trees aren't ecosystems.
(SIGHS)
Thought you just said trees were everything.
ANGIE: Hi, sweetheart.
Hello, Madam Mayor.
Hi. 'Shauna's fine.
Ah, nice to meet you, Shauna. Angie.
Nice to meet you.
She called you 'sweetheart'. Is that your girlfriend?
Oh, God, no. It's my mum.
Your mum? Your mum?!
So what are you gonna do to stop this development?
Mum!
I'm actually for the development.
It has a social housing component.
We have a real housing crisis and we need more dwellings.
But at the expense of these beautiful trees.
Well, do you know what?
That's a great point that you've raised there
and we can have that conversation.
- Mm-hm. - JACINDA: Hey!
Hi! I'm hungry!
Grangie, I'm starving!
That's my granddaughter.
That's my brother Bowie's daughter.
I'm coming, J.
Your mum's living here?
You didn't mention that in the PowerPoint, did ya?
Eh? Didn't make it on there?
With all your colour coding.
(SINGS WORDLESSLY)
(GRUNTS)
- You good? - Yep.
- Fingers? - Yep.
(OLY GRUNTS)
(KEYS JANGLE)
Are you gonna tell me what that was all about before you go?
I just didn't imagine that she would come when J was here.
Yeah, I haven't told her that I have a kid.
It's just not come up.
Shauna hates kids.
She thinks people with kids, like, leave work at 3:00
and don't care about their work.
OK.
OK?
OK.
Do you want a lift home on my way back?
No, that's alright. My stuff's at Reema's, so...
Hey, can we go see Dum-Dum now?
(CHUCKLES) I don't think we can get to Canada
and back again by bedtime.
But he's at Uncle Bowie's house.
Uh... I haven't seen him either.
I was gonna go see him after the date tonight, so...
'Bye!
BOWIE: What up, JJ?
- Hi! - Where is he?
Who?
(CHAIR SCRAPES)
ANGIE: What the hell is wrong with you?
- Dum-Dum! - Ohh, J!
(DOM GROWLS PLAYFULLY)
Hello, Angela.
Bowie, J would like an ice cream before bed.
Oh, I like ice cream too.
But I am in a fasting window, so...
(BOWIE WHISPERS) JJ.
Ice cream. Come on, let's go.
What is wrong with you?
Sorry, OK?
What, for leaving your sister to look after your dying mother?
- On her own! - No...
For putting a ton of unnecessary C02 into the atmosphere?
- Ange, I was... - Or what?
For lying to me?
And for asking little kids to lie to me too?
How selfish are you?!
Mum's dead.
What?
She died.
Well, why didn't...
Why didn't you just tell me that?
Where's Edie? When's she coming back?
DOM: She's not.
ANGIE: What, like... ever?
As far as I know.
She's met someone.
Dom.
Mum's nurse.
Barbara.
Barbara?
Are you OK?
It's weird.
Like, I'm an orphan now.
Shuffling along the mortal coil
and with Mum gone, there's nobody between me...
...and the void.
Plus it was a...
...pretty ugly way for Mum to go.
Ohh, Dom.
(SNIFFLES)
I'm actually gutted.
I really, uh... I really didn't think I would be.
Yeah, well, she was your mother.
Mmm.
Only one I had. (CHUCKLES)
So sorry about Edie.
I didn't know how to tell you.
Drink?
Yep.
(SIGHS)
Hey, um... they didn't kill you today. That's good.
- Oh, yeah. - No, bro, they did not.
They're just regular people. Lawyers.
He's had a few commissions before,
but this is, like, a lot more money.
SANTI: Yep!
Well, are you sure it's just drawing?
They're not gonna rope you into
one of their furry orgies or something?
No, they're not.
Is that a thing? Is that a thing?
It's not a thing. You know, you guys could all just get over it.
Or even be happy for me. Ooh!
There's an idea!
VINCE: Such a child.
Hey, man. Can we just get one game of bowling for four?
Uh, $68.
- REEMA: We'll get it. - I just haven't been paid yet.
I got it. It's fine, I got it.
- VINCE: Are you sure? - We'll transfer you.
Good thing I got a sugar mama, hey?
Yeah, I'll go get some drinks, hey, guys?
- ATTENDANT: Four pairs of shoes? - Yeah.
Yeah. And sizes?
REEMA: A bear is a bear, OK?
Even duck-sized.
It'd be like a little bipedal pit bull.
It'd tear you apart.
- Yeah, but little. - It has a massive bill.
- Yeah. - Like, huge.
And it would bite you.
VINCE: You're on your own, Reema.
- You need the bumpers, darling? - (BLOWS RASPBERRY)
Alright, my turn.
Would you rather...
...get knocked up in high school
or donate your sperm to friends?
('WISDOM PIE' BY KARMIC PLAYS)
♪ Paper line folding
♪ Make yourself a crane
♪ We could fly... ♪
I love this song!
♪ Origami planes... ♪
- Dance with me! - No, I don't want to.
I'm... I'm tired, Oly.
(LAUGHS) Come on.
- I had to work all day. - So did I.
♪ Fly through
♪ Gotta get high with your mother... ♪
- (BELL RINGS) - (VINCE LAUGHS)
♪ She'll give you a slice of that wisdom pie... ♪
VINCE: This reminds me of a dream I once had.
♪ Will I be wise when I'm older? ♪
- Was I in it? - Uh...
Then I don't wanna know about it.
Yep, I'm calling it.
SANTI: Yeah, I'm calling it.
Come on, let's go.
(SIGHS)
- You guys gonna go to bed? - REEMA: 'Night.
- 'Night, all. - 'Night, guys.
- Oh! Can I show you something? - Mmm.
What do you think?
So weird!
Right.
(SIGHS) Thanks for that.
Oh, babe.
What is this?
What does it look like?
VINCE: Wow.
Well, that was fun.
Yeah.
(CHUCKLES) We should go out more often.
You know that was the first time we've been on a date in months?
And you invited Oly and Santi to crash.
So we're not gonna count lunch with your dad and... the hottie?
We can count that.
I thought your mum and dad were paying water and council.
- Why didn't you tell me this? - I don't know.
- We just never talked about it. - Well, maybe we should have.
Well, maybe I thought you would be weird about me paying
and here you are, being weird about it.
I don't care, Oly, but it's like...
Yeah, right, 'cause I'm your sugar mama?
(SCOFFS) I was joking, dude.
- It's, like... chill out. - (OLY SCOFFS)
I got a promotion today.
And a raise.
That's great.
Yeah, you seem thrilled.
Well, does it mean longer hours?
Maybe.
I'm sorry if I don't love being the stay-at-home parent.
Can I remind you that you had years working
while I was studying and looking after J?
Why don't you tell me about this shit?
You don't need to baby me.
You're literally having a tantrum!
I'm also having fucking nightmares
about shitting my nappy and smearing poo on walls.
It's not funny!
(CHUCKLES) It's a bit funny.
Is that what you dreamt about the other night?
Yeah, I thought I fucking shat myself.
(OLY LAUGHS)
I'm sorry.
Sorry.
- OLY: Oh, shit! - What?
I told my dad I'd go see him.
Do you want me to revert?
You know, is it important to you?
I wouldn't ask you to do that.
But it's important to my dad.
Mmm. And he said this to you?
No, he just says things like...
..."You know what the right thing to do is."
Hey, it's probably not the right thing to...
...to lie about it.
It's just a white lie.
It's not like I haven't done that for you a million times
to the sister wives.
(LAUGHS) And now they want another kid?
Isn't that insane?
Why is it insane?
Look, isn't it kind of fair enough?
So you want another one too?
Cool, I guess I'll just be
pushed further down the list, then.
What list, Reema?
Well, it's Malik first, isn't it?
Which I get, obviously.
But then, you know, it's your work, it's your family.
And it feels like I'm the last priority in your life.
Reema, you're the one that said you wanted a big family.
What, when I was 16?
These aren't my kids that we're talking about.
Dude, I don't even know if I want kids.
I feel like we skipped our 20s
and we're just 35 already.
These are not the problems I'm supposed to be having.
What are the problems you're supposed to be having?
I went straight into this thing.
- And now... -"This thing."
(SCOFFS)
A lovely smile!
(LAUGHS) A terrible singing voice!
I don't ever think I heard her singing.
DOM: No.
- (LAUGHS) Oly! - Ohh!
Oly's here! (CHORTLES)
- Hello, Dad! - ANGIE: Hello!
OLY: How are you? Are you alright?
DOM: Exponentially better for seeing you.
- How are you? - And J?
- Oh... - She's sleeping.
OLY: What's going on here?
BOWIE: Perfect timing, Ol.
This thing is...
...ready to go!
Dad, do the honours, please.
DOM: Never doubted you for a minute, Boz.
(DOM CHUCKLES)
('CREEPING LIZARDS' BY 5 ALARM PLAYS)
BOWIE: Yes! OK.
- (OLY LAUGHS) - BOWIE: That's it, Dad.
ANGIE: Ohh!
(MUSIC SWELLS)
(SCREAMS)
(MUSIC FALLS SILENT)
(BEAT DROPS)