That bitch bullied me from Year 6 to Year 8.
She threw a basketball at my face because I listen to Ed Sheeran.
She put a prawn in my sleeping bag in Year 9 camp.
-I only like "Shape of You." - Hello, darling.
I have received a reward for 5,000 USDT,
but I do not know...
She broke my model.
She broke my girlfriend's model.
She's basically the reason I left Hartley.
She used me for my body.
- Fucking Map. - She led me on for two years.
She called me a self-righteous hag.
-She told me I look like Gollum. - She tried to drown me...
-Called me a mayonnaise fuck. - Gave me a vagina wedgie.
She put hot glue in my retainer during art.
The reason why I turned straight...
...waterboarded me under the drinking fountain.
Amerie is an arsehole.
Some random calling themselves "Bird Psycho" started it last night.
It already has 47 comments.
Fifty now.
Some of them might be fake.
You'd never accuse someone of fingering their dog.
The point of running for captain was to prove I'm a good person
and I don't have a chance.
Which is why we have to figure out who Bird Psycho is fast.
According to this thread,
it could be one of 50 people who think I'm a dumb bitch.
As your vice-captain, it's my duty to ensure
our campaign runs as smoothly as possible.
I'm launching an official investigation to unmask the psycho.
What? It makes her happy.
You can't keep avoiding him.
I can't stop thinking about what Chook said.
- That's why you need to talk to him. - And say what?
If he did do it, we are done.
And if he didn't and I accuse him, we may as well be done.
So you're just gonna avoid the conversation completely.
What?
Relax, we won't hurt you.
Got orders to leave you be.
Chook wants to talk.
Yeah? What about?
The fuck do we know?
He wants you to put him on your visitor list.
He's got a few questions for you.
Your move, bro.
Wouldn't fuck about.
Then we stopped at a service station, and that's when I ran for it.
So at no point did you actually ask them to let you out.
No.
I think so. Before that.
You think or you know?
I told them they were going the wrong way.
That's not the same as being asked to be let out, is it?
How is that relevant?
Harper, we know this is hard,
but these are the questions they'll ask you,
and it's important that you present in a manner that's sympathetic.
Your story has to remain the same
between the committal hearing, the trial and any appeals.
Appeals?
These type of cases are given priority,
but this isn't gonna be over in six months,
much as we'd all like it to be.
Why don't we move on to something a bit more straightforward?
- We need you... Good girl!
Shit.
Okay.
Well, I am really glad to see you all.
I was kind of worried no one would show up.
And I'm pleased to see some new faces too.
Still your SLTs, Miss.
I thought you'd be too busy with your campaign
- to make time for sexual literacy.
- Hey, you okay?
Well, I hope that making it an elective
means we can have more constructive and healthy discourse
- about sex and sexual-- Yeah? - Oh!
Now that it's just us girls,
I was thinking maybe we could discuss
why straight men don't know how to wash their arseholes properly.
- I am really glad you stayed, Darren.
Yeah?
I'd like to commend you for inviting other less sex-obsessed students
into this class to shift it away from being an echo chamber.
Oh.
Thank you.
Come get your cousin, please.
Uh, racist much? Not all Black fellas are related.
Uh, no, she actually is my cousin.
Since the dawn of time,
the slaughter and butchering of a wild beast
has been considered a sacred ritual.
And a powerful form of male bonding.
Hunters were the prime drivers of human evolution.
It's what gave our ancestors bipedalism,
bigger brains, tools.
Real men left the cave and went out and got the job done.
Yeah, we did.
Are you man enough to get the job done?
Yes, sir.
Hey, farm-core! Found your formal date.
Probably need to buy her dinner before you finger her though.
That guy has it in for you.
Nah, I think he's just a general tosser.
That's not how we make our fellow fella feel welcome.
What if he wanted to join us?
I mean, it's true. Could use a few more lords.
Oi! All right. Come on.
Don't be a nigel. Come check out our pig.
Come on, give him a clap.
This is a safe space.
Wanna try some?
So, Rowan,
- wanna join the CUMLORDS?
Uh, what does that mean?
- Well, it's about making space to be men. - Yeah.
Letting go of the bullshit, focusing on what's real.
- Real. What the hell is that?
Um, excuse me. I think we've booked out this space for our values relay.
I believe that there's plenty of room for both.
But we shouldn't have to breathe in dead carcass
while we're doing a school activity, Mr. Voss.
Well, it's a football field, Ms. Obah, not a arts precinct.
Last time we checked, it's not a farmer's market, either.
Rack off. This is Lord territory.
- As candidate for SLTs... - Since when?
...I demand equal access to public spaces.
Well, as a Q-S-M-C-C-A-L-P candidate,
I would like to also add that this is vegan hate.
Not to mention blatantly against the rights
of the Hartley High's Jewish and Muslim students.
Is it even halal?
Can pig be halal?
Get that pig off the oval.
Why don't we get this pig off the oval first?
- The fuck did you say?
This is a prime example of your PC feelings group
invading sports spaces under the guise of gender equality.
Okay, so you're saying sports spaces are male spaces?
- Well, they're your words, not mine.
All I'm trying to do is lead these young men back to basics.
There's a dead pig on the oval.
And if you have a problem with it, Ms. Obah,
take it up with Principal Woods.
Oh, well, thank you, Mr. Voss. I will.
Chill.
Amerie. Oh, God.
It's better she hears both sides of the story.
Grab a sandwich and, uh, and join me quickly.
So, you're a Cumlord now?
Apparently.
You know Spider's a dick, right?
Can't be worse than the AV club.
Those kids are weird.
Plus, this pig is pretty good.
It does smell pretty good.
If this is about the comments thread,
the IT guy is on paternity leave
and I've been on the phone for the last hour
- to the Internet provider-- Ham sandwich?
- It's homemade. - That's a bribe.
- Amerie... - It's literally pork-barreling.
It's a tasty treat the boys and I whipped up
as part of their outdoor activity program.
Thank you very much. I am very peckish, as it happens.
Oh!
That's really nice.
- What's your secret? - Cum-in.
If we could get away from the topic of cum,
- that'd be great. - CUMLORDS!
Thank you, Anthony. Helpful as always.
What is the problem?
I'm concerned that Mr. Voss and his man squad
feel like they've got a monopoly on all the sport spaces.
It's not my fault nobody watches women's sports.
That's not true.
Boys are sportier, all right? It's basic science.
No, it's gendered bullshit.
The eradication of which is one of my main campaign points.
They're using the football ovals to make tedious political points.
I'm not sure what roasting a pig has to do with any kind of educational curriculum.
- Well done. - If you give a man a fish,
he'll be hungry the next day.
- But if you teach a man to fish-- - It's a pig.
Okay, if the boys think that they're so sporty,
why don't we face off?
Game of footy. Winner gets pick of the sports spaces.
All right, you're on.
Get ready to watch and learn how a real athlete uses her body.
Move that pig and we'll see you on the oval
mid-day tomorrow.
- Sharp.
Okay. Out, out, out, out, out, out, out, out.
- Plenty more beast where that came from. - Thank you, Timothy.
Yum.
- Mmm! [smacks lips] Very yummy.
- Is it straight? I can't tell. - I wanna get campaign badges made.
Do people still wear badges?
I'd happily pin your face anywhere on my body.
- Anywhere? - Mm-hmm.
You can't make the SLTs your platform.
Why not? I'm "Map bitch."
I basically created SLTs.
Uh, you're claiming credit for what we all made happen.
And if you still think you're in the race
after what everyone's saying about you and the Bird Psycho thread,
- you're out of your mind. - What thread?
That's not even a thing.
Fifty-seven comments?
Are you kidding me? You're political poison.
Do you really think people are gonna vote
for someone who chucked a shit in an Ikea display toilet?
You're splitting the vote.
If both of us run, you're basically handing the captaincy to Spider.
Definitely food for thought, Sasha, thank you so much.
That Bird Psycho thread is right.
You really are a selfish bitch!
So, you and Amerie are back together then?
Oh, I'm not buying into the shit people are posting about it.
I'm not talking about that.
What about the other stuff we talked about?
Are you just going to ignore that?
Yep, pretty much. Nice.
- Real healthy. - Hmm.
It's up to 68 comments. I'm a monster.
You're just an equal opportunity arsehole.
The good news is, if we trace back the data to Year 7,
we have a very clear list of suspects.
Where do I even start with this?
Who the hell is Maureen Takada?
You egged her when she got out of hospital.
Oh, my God.
She just got her appendix out.
I mean, come on, drama queen.
We have to systematically work through the list
and figure out who had the most capacity to airdrop the photo.
I plan on going and interrogating our first suspect tonight.
Who wants to come with me?
Suit yourself. The sooner we figure out who Bird Psycho is,
the sooner we can get your campaign back on track.
Am, relax.
Malakai knows you're a good person.
How could he after all this?
I just need to block out all the negative noise
and show him that I'm actually a big ol' sweetheart.
A sweetheart he wants to bang a lot.
Aw! Romantic.
Okay, cool. So basically lock him in a room
until he accepts you're a great person?
I love you.
Welcome to Mystify Escape Rooms.
Exciting twists and turns await you in this thrilling adventure.
Oh, no! Miss Honey Doo's toy shop
has been overrun with inexplicable happenings.
You, our trusty paranormal detectives
are hereby requested to solve the mystery.
Fill out these public liability forms for legal purposes
and return them to the desk when you're ready.
Maybe Detectives Wadia and Mitchell can also solve the mystery
of who's saying shit about you.
Can we just not talk about that for a bit?
Hey, it's Rowan.
Oh! Farm-core! Didn't recognize him without his leather chaps.
Is something an arsehole would say, which I am not.
We should ask him to join us.
Might not be too late to save him from the Cumbuds.
Absolutely.
- Rowan! Rowan, over here.
Hey, thought you'd be training with the CUMLORDS for tomorrow.
No, I had work. I just finished my shift.
Oh, perfect.
Me and Malakai were about to go in. Why don't you come with us?
Uh, no, that's cool.
- I'll suck at it. - Don't worry, I'll help you.
It'll be so much fun.
Well, well, if it isn't Houdini.
Starting to think you were dead.
Alive and kicking.
So there's some other reason you haven't been taking Dougie's calls.
Dougie needs all the support he can get in that shithole.
Not some flibbertigibbet who ditches him the minute he gets a better offer.
It's not like that.
Oh? How is it then, Darren?
Enlighten me.
Because the last I heard, you told my grandson you loved him.
But the minute he needed you, you disappeared.
I'm sorry. It's just...
...been a lot.
Don't know why you're crying to me about it.
Maybe... you can tell him.
Whatever you're feeling about Dougie,
it's none of my business.
But you at least owe him an explanation.
Don't leave the poor bugger wondering what went wrong.
Can I get a lift?
Uh, have you heard the term jailbait?
$5.98.
Okay, so that matches the number on the creepy doll's foot.
Mmm. - Now put that code into the cash register.
Oh, we've got a key, people.
- Yup! Yeah.
Did anyone see a lock?
Oh, what about behind the doll's house?
Uh, yeah. I am pretty sure that's bolted to the wall.
- Oh, found it. Nice.
Let's see if it fits.
Could you grab the map from the other room? We might need it.
Crank...
Oh. Oh! Is that it?
- Hey, over here. - Oh.
I love how we just have fun like this together.
- Don't you?
Hey! Open up. Hey!
It's locked.
Try the crank again.
Room two,
if you split the team, you need to find a secret password
to reopen the trapdoor and proceed with the game.
Any hints?
It's not behind the dollhouse.
♪ They tryna get close ♪
♪ Get uhh Get ♪
♪ Oh, I see the flags are red ♪
♪ They tryna get close To see our recipe to bread ♪
♪ They must be broke They had to feel now they fed ♪
♪ They must be what? ♪
♪ They must be down And your squad they hear the rez ♪
♪ I don't owe no one no money I don't play no hide-and-seek ♪
♪ I only fuckin' with my real ones All my brothers push like leach ♪
Kind of suits you actually.
I think that's actually my shirt and my whole kit.
I think it is.
Could've answered my calls.
I know, I'm sorry.
I guess you're busy with your real life now.
You're my real life.
So, where have you been?
- I needed some time to think. - About what?
About... [sighs] all of this.
Why you're in here.
I... I told you the truth, Darren. I don't know what else--
I know what you told me. It's just...
There's all these other parts of you that I still don't understand,
and I want to.
What else is there to work out?
I told you everything about that night.
Did you?
All of it?
- You can tell me the truth. - I am telling you the truth.
Why do you suddenly think I'm bullshitting?
I don't know. I just...
I need to know you weren't--
What? What? That I wasn't in on it?
If you think that I'm capable of doing what they did to Harper,
I don't know why you're here.
Please don't get angry.
I love you.
How can you love me if you think I'm that kind of person?
We're done here.
I think one of the dolls just winked at me.
You're pretty good at escape rooms, eh?
Am I?
'Cause it seems like I got us stuck in here.
Well, you know, I meant before that.
Well, this guy I dated for a bit was really into 'em.
So I guess I picked up a few tricks.
Right. Right.
So, you... you... you date guys.
Uh, not just guys.
Are you gonna be weird about it? I left that shit behind in Dubbo.
No. Not at all. No way.
I mean, I actually had a threesome with a guy once, you know?
It was pretty gay, so...
Oh, well, my hat is off to you, sir.
Hmm.
Guys, I think I found the dagger of fortune!
- But it could just be a weird pen.
I am so sorry.
I had no idea it would suck that hard.
- Ah, it was fun. - Yeah, we killed it.
Oh? So should we go get some food?
Uh, yeah, yeah. Did you wanna grab some food?
Actually, I'm pretty tired. Maybe we should just get going.
Yeah, I gotta bail anyway.
Thanks for the random time.
See you on the field tomorrow.
Yay! I'll book us an Uber.
- Yeah. - Mmm.
Nobody's forcing you to do this.
We'll get on with our lives
whatever you decide to do.
But don't be so quick to give up on Dougie.
I guess it's just...
We haven't really known each other for that long,
in the scheme of things.
Huh.
Now it's over. It's...
Ah.
Do you know how we ended up with Darude?
The duck?
Dougie's uncle's got a...
Well, they call it a farm,
but I think they're out there cooking meth.
As cover there's all these bloody animals.
Chooks, horses, pigs.
Place stinks.
We're out there one day and Dougie's knee-high to a grasshopper,
and there's all these little ducklings around.
His cousin's about to drown them.
Dougie just goes real quiet.
Slinks up to me, tears in his eyes,
and he asks me if we can't take all of them.
"Oh, don't be a dickhead," I say. "We live in a council house."
And he puts his little hand in mine and says,
"Nan, if we could just save one."
For all his fuck ups...
...that boy can't stand the idea of another living creature suffering.
That's what I know about him.
Anyway.
That's how we ended up with a bloody duck.
♪ Hiwaves lil baby ♪
This any good?
Haven't read it.
Come sit down.
Oh, I just wanna stretch my back out.
That room was like super cramped.
I can give you a massage.
No, no, no. I think I need to roll it out maybe.
You have a little ball, like a tennis ball?
No, but if it takes your mind off it, I can massage your balls.
I'm waiting.
♪ Hiwaves lil baby ♪
What if your brother and sister hear us?
It's a learning experience.
That's gross.
♪ Don't be sad ♪
I can't do this.
This thread is sick.
Reckon Amerie really killed someone's budgie?
Put your phone down and do something productive.
What's "Legal Aid"?
It's when you're a povvo loser and you can't afford a lawyer.
Hey, you're not povvo loser.
What's your problem, Amerie? Because you always--
What is that?
Hey, but what if they're about to do sex stuff?
Exactly.
You've been weird all day. It's so obvious what's going on.
You think I'm a bitch 'cause of the Bird Psycho thread.
Amerie, I've already told you I don't care about that.
There are other things going on in my life that's not about your drama.
Like what? Like what?
Huh?
If you don't care then why are you shutting me out?
See, you do care. I knew it.
This is just so typical of you.
You're making drama out of nothing.
All I wanted was to just hang out, stress-free.
There was no stress. Where's the stress?
- What do we call this? - You being a fuckwit.
Honestly, I just... I really don't need this right now.
What the hell?
I said I'd do it and so I'm doing it!
Ugh, stupid idiot.
Sasha, not so fast.
What are you doing here?
Do you have a reasonable alibi for the time of 8:20 p.m.,
the previous evening?
- What? - Where were you last night?
Recording this, by the way. It's protocol.
Recording.
I was at the movies. Not that it's any of your business.
Is there anyone who can verify that?
You're not coming inside.
- What movie were you seeing? - Cowspiracy.
I'm literally never speaking to anyone who eats cheese ever again.
- What time was the session? - 7:45.
Are you okay?
We'll be in touch.
Okay.
This is serious shit, Lords.
Today is about more than just the ball.
Yeah?
- Today the ball is a metaphor for... - For our balls!
Yeah, yeah, for our balls.
You gonna let a bunch of SLTs kick you in the balls?
No!
No. Today is about protecting our manhood.
- Yeah! - Yeah?
'Cause a win today is a step towards a win in the election.
So that I can finally make our voices heard,
- so we can be free to be who we are.
Are we gonna let these knuckleheads
- rob us of our basic school rights? No!
We have just as much of a right to sports facilities as those dickheads.
This bullshit idea that men get first dibs on sports grounds
- just 'cause they got dicks. - Transphobic, but...
- Are we gonna stand for that? No.
- I said, are we going to stand for that? No!
Okay. So get out there and give 'em hell.
Oi, are we gonna talk about what happened yesterday?
There's nothing to say.
I don't understand why we're fighting.
Can you just talk to me?
Do we have to unpack our feelings every day?
You sound exactly like one of those Cumlord idiots.
Maybe they're on to something.
If you love them so much, join them.
- Maybe I will. - Maybe you should.
Know what?
Great idea.
Pass him the ball.
What's happened there?
He can't do that.
Nice one. Welcome.
Oi.
Check it out.
Oiled myself up in pig's fat.
No one's gonna tackle me.
It's non-contact, you dickhead.
Come on, boys.
I can go mid if Malakai's out.
Oh. Actually, Harps...
Um... We're cool if you sit this one out?
- What? You sure you wanna play?
Yeah. Why?
You know, men running at you might be a little bit triggering.
No, I'm playing.
If anything, those shitheads should be scared of me.
Allez, SLTs!
CUMLORDS rule!
Harper! Don't touch her. She'll put you in jail.
Harper, you moll.
Nice and fair.
- Go, Amerie Wadia! - Stay on him, Amerie! Stay on him!
Come on.
He said, "Comprehensive understanding of masculinity,
and that L means love."
I think.
Or maybe it was "learning."
The whole thing is ridiculous.
Is this really an appropriate form of conflict resolution?
Go!
What the fuck?
Is she crying? Get off the field, bitch!
Come on, Spider.
Put it in! I wanna see effort.
That bitch Harper's a whore!
Fuck off, slut!
Crazy bitch!
Oh, fuck this.
Dude!
Get her off.
- Okay. Hold this.
Break it up!
Oh.
Thank you. Take five, eh?
Fucking psycho.
Don't need a breather. I'm fine.
Oh, okay. So, tell me why were you just trying
to kill Anthony Vaughn with your bare hands?
What is going on, Harper?
You-- You're standing there telling me you're all well and good.
But that girl I just saw on the field was carrying some pretty major rage.
So? - So...
I'm trying to help that girl and she won't let me.
Do you really wanna help me?
Stop everyone from treating me like I'm made of glass.
Give me some money so I can get some proper clothes
to wear to this trial so I don't look like a bag-of-shit victim.
Or give me a car so I don't have to catch two buses to get to my lawyer's office.
Or give me lawyers who don't call me unsympathetic.
Or get me a place to stay so I don't have to occupy space at Amerie's house.
How does that sound?
Sasha's lying. Cowspiracy came out in 2017.
No one is screening it. She's hiding something.
So what's in your trash bag of treasures?
Someone in that household is using excessive hemorrhoid cream.
Oh, my God. Give me!
Thank you, Sasha.
Come on, SLTs!
♪ House of jealous lovers ♪
Come on, Lords. Thirty seconds left.
- Get it out of there. - Come on, come on.
Up, up, up!
♪ I'm a deadly bitch ♪
♪ A Black Britney Spears ♪
♪ I'm a deadly bitch ♪
♪ A Black Britney Spears ♪
♪ And I'ma tell 'em what they wanna hear ♪
♪ Ha, downshift third gear ♪
Come on, play that!
Come on, Missy! Come on, Missy!
♪ You're simply the best ♪
Yes!
♪ Better than all the rest ♪
♪ Better than anyone ♪
♪ Anyone I've ever met ♪
♪ Ooh, you're the best ♪
Well done.
No, I think we should take over the showers.
Let them wash their nuts in the dunnies.
Did you see their faces?
- Dumb Lords. - Literally!
It's great that the conflict was resolved through physical methods,
but there are plenty of other safe spaces in school that we can--
Something to add, Zoe?
Well, is this a safe space?
I'd hope so.
Or is it just a space that encourages teens to have sex?
I wouldn't say that.
Uh, I'm sorry, Miss,
but I think Zoe and her Puritans are in the wrong class.
We're sex positive here.
Yeah, I'm sex positive too.
Positive that meaningless sex leaves you feeling like shit.
- Speak for yourself. I am actually.
I've gone... [chuckles] 56 days
and I feel amazing.
No masturbation, no sex.
- What is that? It's all over TikTok,
that celibacy improves mental clarity and energy levels--
I saw a TikTok that says orgasms actually improve
the immune system and cardiovascular health.
If we could all stop taking medical advice from TikTok,
that would be great.
I'm happier, I have a stronger sense of self-worth.
I'm in a committed relationship. Felix. He's in Year 12.
He's not going to get to see my naked body
until I'm sure he's in love with my naked soul.
Give me a break.
It's the reason, uh, I don't get into the sort of unfortunate situations
that some other girls have found themselves in.
- Fuck off, Zoe. - Watch your mouth.
Let her keep talking.
I'm just saying, if you've made it no secret
that you're the kind of girl that has threesomes,
has zero sense of self worth and fucks other people's boyfriends--
Then what? Huh?
Hey, okay, that's enough.
Bye.
I'm all about defending mob
but you're making it fucking hard right now.
Hmm, guess not all skinfolk are kinfolk.
Yeah, and my mom wants her fucking scone recipe back.
Why have you got to bring this up every time?
It is a family recipe, and you know that.
Are you okay?
- Mom? It's Harper.
Come to kick me in the nuts,
I'll scream for the nurse.
Shut up.
Oh, I'm sorry I rammed your head into the dirt.
That's okay.
Everyone keeps tiptoeing around me
like I'm some kind of freak, and I just want to be normal.
Like, go to a party
and smoke some STIGs and vomit in a bush and hook up with someone I shouldn't.
So... I guess I kind of lashed out.
That's totally fair.
Oh, if you're, um... wondering why I'm so oily,
it's just pig's fat.
Actually, I was thinking you look kind of hot all greased up.
♪ I don't wanna... ♪
Oh.
♪ I don't wanna know ♪
- I don't know if this is a good idea. - Why?
- You seem kind of, uh-- - Kind of what?
Unstable.
Oh. Um...
Sorry. Maybe that was a shit choice of words.
- Maybe you're not
in the right headspace or something?
I want to, Harper.
Really.
I just, um...
I just don't think you really want to.
And like I remember when Jojo said, uh,
when it comes to consent, you know,
you have to take in the whole context of the situation,
not just the words coming out of someone's mouth.
Wow, Ant.
Look at you being the good guy for once.
SLTs run the oval now.
Might go take a nap on it.
Good to know you'll make the best use of it after that.
Piss off.
Hey, uh, you were, uh...
You were actually really good out there today.
Seriously.
Okay.
Bye-bye, dickhead. Jog on.
Ah.
I have no idea what's going on, but I deserve to know.
Do you want to be with me or not?
It shouldn't be a hard question.
I mean...
I really care about you, Amerie.
I-- I do. I just...
There's all this other shit going on and,
- like, none of it's... It's not gelling.
No, please.
I...
What if we just took it slow for a bit?
You know, like, keep it casual.
No labels or anything for a bit.
Yeah?
Um... Yeah.
- Okay. - Yeah? Thank you.
I knew you'd understand.
- Does this mean anything to you?
You scared the shit out of me. What do you want?
Just answer the question.
It's a receipt.
Exactly. A receipt that I ran through Google Translate.
A receipt for a place called Lucky Duck,
which is an Internet café in Maroubra.
The perfect place to start a common thread on an IP address that can't be tracked.
I have to admire you're cunning, but the game's up.
Is... is that what this is about?
You think I started that thread?
You have motive.
- Amerie's your competition. - Yeah, but I'm not a psycho.
Anyway, Google Translate sucks.
This says, "Good Luck Duck."
"Good Luck Duck."
It's a restaurant in Matraville.
This phrase means steamed greens with garlic sauce.
So what's the charge?
Eating a meal?
A succulent Chinese meal?
But why did you lie and say you went to the movie theater?
Good Luck Duck.
- You're supposed to be a vegan. - I am. I am.
But you haven't lived until you've tasted that duck, Quinni.
Plus I only go, like, once a year.
You're not Bird Psycho.
You're just a hypocrite.
Please don't tell anyone.
I just crossed off Sasha as a suspect for Bird Psycho.
Oh. Right, cool.
Which means that I only have seven names left on my red list.
My red list is all of my prime suspects.
What?
"Sometimes you need to walk through the fire to be reborn."
What does it mean?
It means Bird Psycho's not done with me yet.
I've decided to forgive you.
Anyone else ratted on us the way you did, they'd be fucking gone.
Shit, man. I get it.
Some shit went down. Emotions are running high.
You fucked up.
End of the day, lad...
you and me have been through too much shit together
to let this come between us.
We're family.
Other people don't give a shit, Ca$h.
You think they do, but they won't hang around.
Me and you,
we show up for each other.
Come on, lad. Smile, man.
When this is all over, I'm gonna be waiting to welcome you home.
Do you reckon people would be angry at me if I dropped the case?
People are always gonna be angry about some shit.
- This is your life, Harps. Nobody else's.
You don't need to defend yourself to anybody.
Who cares what anyone else thinks?
I only care what you think.
Well, that's good because you're my hero.
So,
what do you want?
I...
...wanna put this behind me and get on with my life.
I wanna drop the case.
Well, there you go.
Shit, that's big.
Massive.
Too massive for now. What's going on with Malakai?
Oh, God, no. You don't need to hear me bang on about that boring crap.
With everything that's going on,
I just wanna talk about stupid teenage stuff again.
So spill. Every tiny, boring detail.
- You sure? - Yeah.
The more basic, the better.
Okay, well...
Oh. Hey. - Hey.
What are you doing here?
Oh, I was... [chuckles] I was just, um...
I just really...
I-- I wanted some... some wood.
Well, uh, you've come to the right place.
We've got some structural timbers here.
- Mm-hmm. - Your balsas, your mahoganies.
The pine here is the most common for house framing...
- Mm-hmm. - ...if that's what you were looking for.
But I feel you don't care about that.
I...
I don't know why I'm here.
I just...
I guess I... I wanted to see you.
Well, here I am.
Ah, yes. Yes, you are.
All right, so ethically,
I can't give you money or a house or a car,
but I am going to teach you how to fish.
What?
It's just something somebody said to me recently.
Okay, don't get too enthusiastic with that pedal
when we hit the freeway.
- I've already got two demerit points.
So, um, so are you happy with... with your decision?
Yeah, I'm really happy.
That's all that matters then.
I know people were all amped for me going to court, but...
I want my life to be about something else.
Yeah, it's a powerful choice, and nobody can make it but you.
All right. And no burnout, thank you, Harper.
You have it with me. Oh! Oh! Okay. Yeah.
Doing good. Doing great.
Doing... Oh! Okay!
- Oh, oh!
♪ I was lying on the grass On Sunday morning of last week ♪
♪ Indulging in my self-defeat ♪
♪ My mind was thugged All laced and bugged ♪
♪ All twisted wrong and beat ♪
♪ A comfortable in three feet deep ♪
♪ I know it's up for me ♪
♪ If you steal my sunshine ♪
♪ Making sure I'm not in too deep ♪
♪ If you steal my sunshine ♪
♪ Keeping versed and on my feet ♪
♪ If you steal my sunshine ♪
♪ My sunshine ♪
♪ If you steal my sunshine ♪