And a-one, two, three, four...
♪ Bong, bong, bong, bong ♪
♪ Bong, bong, bong ♪
♪ Deck the halls with boughs of holly ♪
♪ Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la ♪
♪ 'Tis the season to be jolly ♪
♪ Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la ♪
Flashy, what's going on? Are you with us or not?
Sorry, mate, yes. Sorry, Gene.
I am not doing this for my own pleasure.
Well, we are paying you.
And I thank you.
Gene, I think he's still a little bit off the note.
Eh?
A bit sharp.
Sorry, who are you?
Never mind who I am.
Tut, tut, tut, tut.
Fellas, all notes come through me, huh?
Huh? Let's keep it civil.
Andre, we did discuss you getting a haircut.
Why don't you get a haircut?
- Quite hurtful.
And thank you, Damon.
One, two, three, four.
♪ Troll the ancient yuletide carol ♪
♪ Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la ♪
♪ Fa-la-la-la-la ♪
♪ La-la-la-la ♪
Still a bit sharp.
Oh, fucking go, you cunt!
- I'll fucking...
Whoa-ho! What's all this, then, Bretty?
Oh, it's, uh, my latest experiment.
- Oh, yeah? - Rum and raisin.
Nice. What's it cost?
'Cause I didn't approve any of it.
I-I-I just thought that...
It's not your little brew lab anymore, mate.
This is a line item on Uncle Jared's spreadsheet.
Yes. Yes, sir.
Just fucking with you, mate.
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah.
If anything, we've got too much cash, if anything.
- Oh, yeah?
Have your gay little art project, mate.
But I will say, dogs shouldn't have raisins,
and I'm dead serious about that.
Oi! Get out of it, mate.
- Not good! Drop it!
Get out of it!
Oh, for real?
Yeah, it's worse for them than grapes, man.
- Oh, they can't have grapes? - Yeah.
Worse for them than chocolate.
- Oh, they can't have chocolate? - Pfft!
Mate, you're not exactly Dr. Chris, Bondi Vet, are ya?
- Who's that? - Yeah.
I love animals.
I love dogs that love you back unconditionally.
Huh!
Do you know I'm divorced?
No one asks.
I'm a good dad.
Oh, you got kids?
My dad was the bad one.
He was a rotten bloke.
Work... Hard worker, though. Hard worker.
Hard man, hard man.
Oh, yeah? Yeah.
I'm lonely.
It's all right to say that, isn't it?
Yeah, nah. You're all right.
Do you reckon this is all there is?
- Ah... - I'll get these out for ya.
- Oh, no, no, it's all right. - It's all right, good onya.
- No, no. - Boys! Merry Christmas.
Just a little something Uncle Jared's whipped up for ya.
- Eh?
No. I-I did that. That was me.
Oh, God.
Ohh.
- Whoo!
- Okay.
- Yeah. - Yeah!
Yeah!
And cut!
- Okay. - Show me?
Yeah, I think I did pretty good.
Oh, can... Yeah, can you just, uh, loosen the frame a little?
Does it really matter?
Yeah, Ash. This is my work.
How is it your work?
I don't need your judgment.
What judgment?
Because I'm an influencer now.
Meggles, the only person that you are influencing
is in your arms
and he mostly sees you on your phone.
Oh, okay, Ash. We didn't all get to become GPs, did we?
Some of us chose to be mums
and if I want to do this one thing for myself,
then, sorry, I think I should be able to.
Okay. Okay, I'm sorry. Sorry, bubba.
You know what, it's fine, I'll... I'll do it. Just go.
I've got stuff going on right now too, you know.
Yeah.
That's not the way I need to go. I'm going this way.
You don't wanna be late.
I don't, actually, 'cause I have a start time to my job.
Yeah, a very important job.
♪ Tip-tap toes on the workshop floor ♪
♪ Little green boots by the snowy door ♪
♪ Santa checks lists with a jolly grin... ♪
Alyssa.
♪ I wind my key and the song begins ♪
- Ha-ha!
Do you think that we could, um, pull back
on some of the Christmas decorations a bit?
I love Christmas.
Yeah, I know you do. It's just it's a lot.
- I'm allowed to. - Okay.
Gordon fuckin' Crapp.
Really?
Is it not Christmas in here?
Excuse me?
No decorations.
Yeah, this is my space.
That's an unexpected color on you.
Next time you need a flu shot in summer, just book a nurse,
'cause you'll be charged the full consultation for this.
Ash, I think we both know I'm not really here for a flu shot.
Just lift up your sleeve.
No, no, no. I wanted to say sorry in person.
Fine.
Ash, I don't need a flu shot, seriously.
- Well, you're getting one. - No, I don't.
Ash, I don't need it.
I don't need it. Ash! Ah!
Fucking hell! Ouch!
Oh, my God!
Sorry. Sorry about that.
Uh, hold this on it.
Ash, I was shit-faced, okay?
It didn't mean anything. I barely remember it.
You may experience, uh, minor side effects
such as pain, redness or swelling at the injection site.
Ash, I had just spent the day with my mum who...
She has dementia.
And Heavy who is going through a really full-on divorce.
I wasn't in a great headspace.
Well, rare serious side effects
like anaphylaxis may occur.
Ash, I'm sorry, okay?
When you came in and told me that you were all in,
I just freaked out.
Sorry, wait.
Were you drunk and it didn't mean anything?
Or were you freaked out so you did it on purpose?
I'm trying to apologize.
Is that what you're doing?
'Cause it just sounds like a list of excuses.
What part of "I'm sorry" doesn't sound like an apology?
So, okay, great, you're sorry. And that changes what happened?
No, it doesn't change what happened.
No, it doesn't, because what happened
was I told you I was all in.
All in, Gordon.
And then hours later, you made out with Chiara.
That's what happened.
I know. I-I know.
Are you sorry that you kissed her?
Like, are you really? Or are you sorry that I saw it?
Of course I'm sorry that it happened, okay?
But I was fucking drunk.
Have you never got drunk and done dumb shit before?
Yeah, fuckface, in my 20s.
I'm not doing it in ten years' time.
Don't throw this back on me. You know, I'm done here.
I've got nothing more to say. Please leave.
Okay, this was a mistake.
Do you know, it never actually occurred to me
that you two have been in love with each other this whole time.
But, like, now when I think of it,
it's actually really fucking obvious.
Ash, that's not fucking true.
You're supposed to stay in the waiting room for 15 minutes
to monitor for adverse reactions,
but you can probably just fuck off.
Ash, please.
Thank you.
Fuck off.
Noelene didn't throw anything away, did she?
Oh, look at you! My God!
You were the first male anorexic in Turramurra. Ohh!
God, I was in good shape.
Hoo-hoo! The mother's lode.
The Hitachi Magic Wand.
It's a classic. It's from the '60s.
- Oh, dear. - Yeah.
Uh, no, no. They're... they're fantastic. No batteries.
You see, you just plug it into the wall, away you go.
They did overheat, though, after about...
Okay, Lee, that's enough.
Oh!
And, of course, she has the original Rabbit. Boing-boing!
- Lee, do you need a time-out? - Yeah.
- Hello?
In here, darling!
Oh, there she is.
Hey, how's it going?
Exterminate.
- Lee, no!
Uh, you said she had something for me?
Oh! Yes.
A photo album of you growing up.
Why are you giving it to me?
Don't you want it?
Oh. Yes.
Stuart, you take it.
- Oh, I'm at sea, Lilibet. - Ohhh!
I'll just put it in storage.
I don't like old photos!
They make me melancholy.
Ohhh! Look at me.
I was so thin.
I was 51 kilos when we were married.
Okay, stop. I'll take it.
Good girl. Thank you. Sit down.
I'll put the kettle on.
Okay.
Oh, here we go. Ha!
Oh, no, I think that's just a vase.
No, it's just a vase.
Oh, good. You're back.
Okay, I've got to go.
- What? Where? - Soccer practice.
I'm guiding Bertie's shithouse team into second-last place.
- You're coaching soccer? - Yeah.
Ever since Coach Nathan took a dick pic
and accidentally posted it on a parents' WhatsApp thread.
- Ahh. - It's quite a photogenic penis.
But other parents didn't like it, so...
What's wrong?
I think it's over with Ash.
Ohh.
Oh, well.
Not meant to be.
- See ya. - Sorry? Hang on, what?
Well, it... it, um... it doesn't always work out, Gordy.
I just don't have time for this.
- Chi? - Yeah.
Could you... I mean, you are half responsible for this.
- Are you joking? What? - No, I'm not joking.
Why... why the fuck did you kiss me? Why?
Grow up, Gordon. We were both shit-faced, okay?
We were. And I pash people. You know...
You've known me long enough. I'm a pasher. That's my thing.
- Is it? Is that your thing? - Yes, it is.
Could you call Ash and tell her that that's your thing?
Are you serious? Well, mate, she thinks
that we've been fucking this whole time,
or that you're in love with me or something.
Are you in love with me?
I've been... I've been right here the whole time, Gordy.
- How have you not seen it? - What?
I'm just a woman...
- ..standing in front of a man. - Okay.
Telling him not to be so on himself.
- Okay. - You are in love with yourself.
No, mate, I'm not.
This is why your relationships don't work.
- You love yourself. - No, mate.
- I don't know. - Don't you?
No, I don't fucking know. I don't know.
I'm struggling, okay, with neurodivergence
in an open, loveless marriage and I'm generally lost.
And now I have to go coach soccer.
I don't even like soccer. And I don't know the rules!
I keep saying offside, offside. I don't even know if it's true.
- You should not be coach. - No.
You should hug me or something.
It's hard to hug a cactus, but yes.
What Andre said.
Well, it's true, mate.
Well, inside, it's soft.
Yeah, all cactuses are soft inside.
That's the whole metaphor.
Either way. I've got to go to soccer!
Okay.
Bye!
Dad, I just don't know why I blew up
this perfectly viable thing I had with David
to lay it all out for Gordon, who's just...
He's just not the guy for me.
Oh, darling, who cares?
So he pashed his bestie at a drunk bucks.
That's a Tuesday for me.
Yeah, Dad, any wonder why I keep choosing Peter Pans?
Dad, it just seemed like it was meant to be,
me and Gordon, like the way we met.
If I'd have been eight seconds earlier or later,
we wouldn't have been there.
I wouldn't have flashed my nipple.
What's that?
Go away!
Right you are.
And if I hadn't have done that,
you know, he wouldn't have hit the dog.
It's like the butterfly landing on the domino.
It's... It just... It just felt like it was meant to be.
And he messed it up.
And he just keeps messing it up.
Look, if it's meant to be, then he can't mess it up.
As Mum used to say, what is for you won't go past you.
She had a lot of wisdom...
..when she wasn't fudding herself silly with sex toys.
Oh, hello!
Ahh! Mrs. Steinhart?
Ms. Steinhart.
I'm Detective Turner, this is Detective O'Malley.
Has something happened?
Well, that's what we're trying to determine.
Uh, I have you registered
as the head of the charity known as W-A-W-A-M.
WAWAM. Women Against Women Against Men.
Sure.
Uh, now there's been some allegations,
uh, around your charity status and, uh, misuse of donations.
Oh, dear. Ah!
"Oh, dear"?
Do you mind answering a few questions?
Lee, the police are here!
Um, my husband, Professor Lee Smellig,
um, he runs the day-to-day.
I'm just... I'm more of the... the figurehead.
Lee, they want to talk to you!
I...
Uh, I didn't block the signal, did I?
Sorry?
It's just...
I just wrapped tinfoil around it because of the battery.
You see, it runs low and I was just trying to conserve it.
What... Was that wrong?
We're not here about that, sir.
They're here about WAWAM.
Oh. Hmm.
Would you, um, mind coming with us
and answering a few questions?
Yes, of course.
I'll just... I'll just get my hat. Hmm.
Okay.
- Right. - Oh.
- Go round the front.
- Come back here, you... - Oh! Lee! Lee!
You're only making things worse, Mr. Smellig.
It's Professor!
- Oh, what's he doing, Ash?
I don't know, Mum.
I think you've done really well to get that far.
- Do you want a hand down?
Yes, please.
Coming down. That was just the warm-up.
- Oh, Gordo! - Yeah?
Carmen, this is Gordon.
You're... real?
You're really...
You're Carmen?
Oh, my goodness!
Hi! Oh, my...
You're exactly how Brett described you.
Same. Thank you for giving Brett
the money to fly me here so we can meet.
I mean, it's really, it's nothing.
It's, uh... It was an advance, anyway, so it's nothing.
It's not nothing, it's something.
- Well... - You're a miracle.
- I'm hardly a miracle. - No, you are.
- I'm not. - Yes, you are.
Okay.
- You believed in us. - Yeah.
You believe in love.
Yeah.
Your girlfriend is very lucky.
I... I don't really have a girlfriend, but...
Oh, well, you need to fix that.
Yeah, I mean, I'll... I'll try.
- Listen to me. - Yep.
Fix it.
Uh, I will try.
Shh! You deserve to be happy.
Okay.
Where is the bathroom?
- I need to freshen up. - Yep.
Just through there, mahal.
- Whoo-hoo-hoo! She's the one.
- She's amazing! - I know, right?
- Oh, man. - Yeah.
- I hate to kiss and tell. - No, go on.
But what we just did in the car park...
- What? - Just then.
- Really? - Ooh!
- Yeah?
- Hand job? - Both hands.
With those hands that were just on my...
Oh.
Sorry, bro.
It's all right. I...
- No, we didn't do anything. - No, we...
No, we didn't do anything, but...
Oh, we kind of...
- We haven't done anything. - This is th...
- It's a fuckin'...
- Oh! - And that's what happens.
- Sorry, bro.
- And now Colin's scared. - Sorry, Colin.
- Clean that up. - Oh, yeah.
I'm happy... I'm happy for you. She's amazing.
- Yeah. - I just...
Sor... Sorry.
It wasn't my intention at the time.
- Oh, my God.
- Meggles, are you okay?
I locked myself out.
Babe, no!
Yeah. Everything's inside.
- Mummy! - We've been out here for hours.
- Come on. - Actually, Ash.
Could you just, like, get your phone
and then just film coming around the corner, find us
and it'll just be like a "Oh, we have bad days too" kinda thing?
- Just for TikTok. - No, mate.
Give me this last one and then I'm done. I promise.
No.
Yep.
- Come inside. - You're right.
I love him, but I don't...
I don't really know what everyone is talking about
because I know you're not supposed to say this
but he's... he's not everything to me.
All these mums I see online,
they talk about this, like, magical connection.
It's like soulmates, like best friends, and I don't...
- I think that's bullshit. - Yeah.
Get off the 'Gram. Get off it.
Mmm.
- It's making you crazy. - I know.
I think I want to finish med school. Like, I miss my brain.
Yes!
Oh, my God.
It is a crime that I'm out there practicing medicine
and you're making content.
Exactly.
And lunchboxes in a rainbow formation.
Because I am way smarter than you.
That's what I'm saying.
Right? Like, next to me, you're kind of a dummy.
Okay, mate. Hmm! I'm still the fucking doctor.
Yeah, you're a doctor, but, oh, my God, look at you.
You're always... You're so cute.
Gordon came in today. Oh, my God!
He was trying to apologize. I was filthy with him.
- Oh, my God. - What?
Holy shit. Stop!
What's happening?
This photo of you with Santa?
Yeah, see? They don't let kids sit on their lap anymore.
Look at the boy elf!
Why?
Look at his face.
No.
- Yes. - No!
- It is. - Noooo!
It is! Look at him!
That's impossible.
That is 100% Gordon Keith Crapp.
It is him, isn't it? Oh, my God!
- Look.
Oh.
I've kept all the receipts.
Your name is in the clear.
It's all just a... a bit of a... a storm in a teacup.
- Is it? - Mm-mm.
It's just...
It's so hard navigating the complexities
of the tax office.
I mean, what's a deduction?
What's a charity? Right?
I mean, they... they make it confusing on purpose.
- Do they? - Mm-hm.
So, don't worry, darling. It'll all be fine.
Pinkie swear?
Oh, Lee.
I turned a blind eye to the Korean student.
And I turned a blind eye to the nude photography, to so much.
But I am not blind, Lee.
I see what you are.
You're dirt.
Uh...
And I'm a diamond.
Goodbye, Lee.
Don't drop the soap.
Lyn...
Lynelle!
Chiara...
Don't get up.
- Alyssa? - Um, yes?
I'm gonna need you to spend a little more time
sending me my patient list for the day
and a little less time on the Christmas fucking froufrou.
Um, obviously I didn't realize
that that was filled with baubles, so... sorry.
Sorry. Sorry.
Let's go.
♪ Instrumental version of "Jingle Bells" ♪
Okay, what do you want?
Well, not a flu shot.
I'm still on the fence about autism and shit.
It's been disproven so many times.
Okay, Ash.
It... it was my fault. I kissed him.
I mean, we were both shit-faced, but I let it.
And I don't know why I did it. I just felt like it.
I mean, since Andre and I have been open,
my impulse control has been in the shitter.
What I'm trying to say is that I...
..I'm the fuck-up and I need to quit the fucking bar
and I need to do something else with my life.
I'm clearly having a midlife crisis.
I mean, maybe I should just Eat Pray Love it
and fuck an Indian guy.
I don't think she fucks an Indian guy.
I didn't finish the book, but she got to the ashram.
That's where I got to and I assumed that that's... No?
Maybe you should finish a book sometime.
That's good advice. Yep, that would be...
Do you love him?
No, Ash.
He's Gordon. He's so annoying.
Right.
But I think he loves you.
I mean, you should have seen him three years ago.
He was properly broken.
And maybe he's self-sabotaging because of that.
But please don't let me
or this fucking stupid thing get in the way.
I'm an idiot.
I appreciate you saying that.
- You're welcome. - I didn't say thank you.
Appreciate/thank you. It's just the same thing.
- No, it isn't. - Not in this case. Nah.
- Hey... - Hmm?
Do you think that that's Gordon?
Definitely.
Do you believe in fate?
Fuck, no. I'm just too controlling.
Also I think fate's what people believe in
when they don't want to make decisions for themselves.
Hmm.
I'm just gonna...
Whoa! Okay.
- They're for kids. - Yep.
The hit was a bit much. Sorry.
No. It's... Now we're even.
No, we're not.
Have a green one.
So, what do you think, Gene?
You know I'd do anything for you.
- Yeah. - You do know that, don't you?
I do. Of course.
I just don't know if the others
are going to be available.
Right. Do we need everybody to do that song?
Oh... is Jared free?
You talk about Jared a lot.
- Gordon! - What?
It's Colin. He got into the raisins.
- What? - He doesn't look good, bro.
- What? - Come on.
I don't know how many he's eaten but he doesn't look great.
Well, has he thrown up?
No, I tried to make him vomit.
That was fucking horrible.
Anyway, I'm rushing him to a vet now.
Which vet? I'll meet you there.
Okay.
So I've administered apomorphine
to induce vomiting, but nothing.
So I would say the raisins are in his system.
Nine times out of ten, it's fine,
but we need to monitor his vitals and his kidney function.
I'm going to need to have him for at least 24 hours,
and if anything gets any worse,
we're going to have to have another conversation.
Jesus.
Is... is there a way you can, like,
cut the raisins straight out of his tummy?
- Oh, like a C-section? - Yeah.
Ah! Are you a vet now, Gordon?
- No.
I'm a doctor, though, and I knew that you can't do that.
And I realize now saying it out loud, it was silly. I'm sorry.
- I'm just thinking about... - Anyway...
- Hm. - Yeah.
I was very surprised to see you here.
Well, yeah, there were...
I've tried three other places in the area,
but this is the only one with Christmas hours.
No, I meant together. I heard that you broke up.
Oh, no, we did, but, hm, yeah.
What happened to the redhead?
- It's complicated. - Yep.
Oh, it's so funny. It's like nothing's changed in four years.
- Hmm. - Still "Will they? Won't they?"
Who cares? Still endangering your dog's life.
No.
It's actually quite funny to me.
- Is it? - Yes!
Because I'm totally different.
I've got two kids now, a boy and a girl, James and Jamie.
And Micah and I are really good together.
Like, really good.
- We're really good! - Oh.
So strong. You know, really in sync.
I mean, he's the man that I've always wanted.
He's the man that I deserve.
He is man enough to take all of me.
And, I mean, all of me, Gordon.
Why are you telling me this?
Because I've always wanted to,
you stupid, shit-faced, big-dick loser!
This is actually really satisfying for me
because I've practiced this conversation
so many times in the shower.
That's why it's so eloquent.
- It really is. - Yep.
Good job, girl.
Do you feel better?
No, I don't.
Are you okay?
Ohh, not really, Gordon.
I mean, I'm still mad about the Chiara thing.
I'm worried that our dog's gonna die
and I don't even know if he's our dog or just your dog.
And I hate that.
And I'm confused because
I don't believe in fate and all that shit.
But yesterday, I found a photo
that, like, made me feel like we're supposed to be together.
But are we? I mean...
I'm a doctor. I don't believe in magic.
So what the fuck am I supposed to do...
..with this?
Is this you?
Yeah.
And you.
- Oh, my God. - What are the odds of that?
- I mean, that's... - Oh, shit.
Yeah. It's gotta be, like, a sign. Right?
- Uh... - We probably talked that day.
- So... - This... this isn't me.
Yes, it is.
No, it's not. I... I understand now.
It would be incredible if it were me, but it's not me.
- It is, isn't it? - No.
I never worked as an elf.
- Are you sure? - Yeah.
I don't remember everything that... I did.
I never did... did this.
I'm sorry, Ash.
Are you?
Yeah.
Sorry to keep you waiting.
Did... did you want to pay?
Yeah.
And what card would you like to use?
Um, I think I still have the card on file.
And you are...?
Gordon Crapp. Don't you remember?
Please calm down.
I see a lot of highly emotional pet owners every day
and I can't remember them all.
I'm not highly emotional.
Well, now you've interrupted me!
And... Ow!
And abusive behavior will not be tolerated.
Hey, hey, hey, hey. It's okay. There's no problem.
Someone ran up the back of my Camry this morning
and the last thing I need is to be verbally assaulted...
- Sorry about your car. - ..by you.
Just the card on file. Gordon Crapp. Let's go.
Yeah, okay, I'll look for it.
Every time with you. Every time.
What are you doing now?
Uh... I don't know.
Might put on some heavy boots. Go for a swim.
Sounds dangerous.
Yeah, I hope so.
Oh, okay.
Well, before you do that,
um, do you want to come with me to the brewery?
There's something I want to show you that's there.
Did you poison our dog to get me in your car?
I actually kissed Chiara to set in motion a chain of events
to ultimately get you in my car, yeah.
- Too soon.
Wow. This is cute.
- No, there's more than this. - It's a lot.
Wow! You really love Christmas.
Yeah. It's so weird that you don't.
- Christmas hurt me. - Okay.
All right. Stand here. Here, give me this.
There you go. Okay, go here. Stand there.
- Why? - Because...
- You ready? - For what?
What is...
- Okay. - Oh, God.
Why?
Because you're so grinchy.
And, honestly, I just wanted to look at you
with snow falling all around you.
- Ash... - Don't propose again.
No, I'm not. Shut up. Sorry.
- Okay. - Relax.
I don't believe in fate either.
But when you showed me that photo...
- You said it wasn't you. - No, it's not me.
Don't interrupt. I'm doing a speech.
Sorry. Yeah.
When you showed me that photo, you... you wanted it to be me.
And I wanted it to be me.
Because it's so comforting to think
that the universe has a plan.
But it doesn't.
It doesn't, does it?
Nah.
We don't need an excuse to be together.
I choose you.
And I chose you three years ago.
And I somehow let that all get away from me.
And I'm... I'm not gonna do that again.
Would you like to step about the town with me...
..again, but properly this time?
I'd love to.
Me too.
Great. Kiss now?
- I'd bloody love that. - Mm-hm.
- What was that?
- I tried holding it back. - Gene?
- Hello, Ashley. - What...?
So you still wanna go through with this?
Yeah, fuck, we might as well now.
- Come on, boys. - Oh!
Ta-da! It's the Man Choir.
Is that why you were texting so much in the car?
Yes, I'm sorry about that.
Please don't do a Christmas carol.
No, it's not. It's specifically for you. Stand over there.
Stop telling me where to stand.
- Just stand there. - Okay.
- Oh.
One, two, three, and...
♪ Ba-da-da, ba-da-da ♪
♪ Ba-da-da ♪
♪ Ba-da-da-da-da, ba-ba-ba ♪
♪ Ba-da-da, ba-da-da ♪
♪ Ba-da-da ♪
♪ Ba-da-da-da-da, ba-ba-ba ♪
♪ Hey, I got a lot of faith in ya ♪
♪ I'll stick with you, kid, that's the bottom line ♪
♪ Yeah, ya have a lot of fun, don't ya? ♪
♪ Living with you is a ball of a time ♪
♪ Hey, beauty, when the mood gets you down ♪
♪ Your bottom lip's near dragging on the ground ♪
♪ That's when I gotta play the clown for you ♪
♪ Black humor made you kick your blues ♪
♪ Howdy, angel, oooh ♪
♪ Where did you hide your wings? ♪
- ♪ Ba-ba-ba-ba... ♪
♪ Her love shines over my horizon ♪
♪ She's a slice of heaven... ♪
- Hello, Mr. Crapp? - Shh, shh, shh.
Dr. Yvette has asked if you can come back in here
as soon as you can.
- Is he okay? - How soon can you be here?
Yep, we can be there in five minutes.
Oh, no.
Hey.
- Is he okay?
I'm so sorry about this.
Oh, no.
Oh, fuckin' hell.
Oh, Colly.
Is...
Can we see him?
Of course.
Lisa? They'd like to see him.
Colly!
He's okay!
He's okay?
Yes, he's fine.
Sorry, was that not clear?
Not at all.
Lisa, you told them he was okay?
Mm-hm. Yeah, I told him. Yeah.
Okay, well, his kidney function is normal
and I could have monitored him overnight,
but it's Christmas and I've got two kids now.
Did I mention that?
Why did you say sorry just then when we came in?
- Did I say that? - Yes.
Oh. Sorry. Oh! I did it again.
No, no, I just meant for rushing you to come back
because we're closing early for Christmas.
The kids love Christmas.
And I've got two of them, so... eeh!
- Okay. - Okay.
- Do you want to take him home? - Yeah.
- Anyway, merry Christmas. - Okay.
- How would you like to pay? - Card on file.
- He's okay. - He is.
- He's okay, Gordy. - Yes.
- Oh, my God. - Ohh.
You gave us a fright.
Oh, my God.
♪ Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds' "Into My Arms" ♪
♪ I don't believe in ♪
♪ An interventionist God ♪
♪ But I know, darling, that you do... ♪
Ooh! So sorry. Sorry.
You go.
Yeah, good. Sorry.
♪ But if I did, I would kneel down and ask Him ♪
♪ Not to intervene when it came to you ♪
♪ Well, not to touch a hair on your head ♪
♪ Leave you as you are ♪
♪ And if He felt He had to direct you ♪
♪ Then direct you into my arms ♪
♪ Into my arms ♪
♪ O Lord ♪
♪ Into my arms ♪
♪ O Lord ♪
♪ Into my arms ♪
♪ O Lord ♪
♪ Into my arms... ♪
Come on, Colin.
♪ And I don't believe in the existence of angels ♪
♪ But looking at you ♪
♪ I wonder if that's true ♪
♪ But if I did, I would summon them together ♪
♪ And ask them to watch over you ♪
♪ Well, to each burn a candle for you ♪
♪ To make bright and clear your path ♪
♪ And to walk like Christ ♪
♪ In grace and love ♪
♪ And guide you into my arms ♪
♪ Into my arms ♪
♪ O Lord ♪
♪ Into my arms ♪
♪ O Lord ♪
♪ Into my arms ♪
♪ O Lord ♪
♪ Into my arms ♪