- This year, I'm recruiting for the National Development Training Camp.
- Phil is not your problem any more. - If he's going away with more boys, he is.
(LAUGHS)
That graffiti out there proves that there are more victims. This could be happening right now underyour watch.
Has Phil been in contact with Ollie? - You just leave us alone.
- Ollie, you need to say something. There could be other kids.
Ow!
- I don't want you in my life any more. Stay the hell away from me.
- Zach. - Did it work? Is he gonna get arrested now?
- Did you paint that field?
Zach! (TYRES SCREECH)
Zach!
(ORCHESTRAL STRING MUSIC)
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
- NIX: Ooh, excuse me.
- PENNY IN DISTANCE: Don't you walk away from me.
- Excuse me, please. - Don't fucking walk away from me.
Phil, answer me. Don't do this. Look at me!
- Penny. Penny! - What the fuck were you doing up there?
He was naked, you sick fuck.
- JOY: Stop it, Penny. You've had too much to drink.
- Mum, I know what I saw. - Whatever you saw, it wasn't that.
- The door was open. - Yeah.
I mean, it w... it was closed, but it wasn't shut, because I remember opening it.
- So you opened the door. Mm. - Yeah.
- Was the light on?
- It must have been...
because...
because I saw them.
Phil was lying there, and...
he was touching him, and he...
and he was caressing him.
- Ollie was caressing Phil? - No, no, Phil.
Phil was caressing...
Ollie.
- Did Phil see you?
- Yeah.
And he acted like it was all OK.
But he w...
he was lying in bed with a half-naked kid. How can that be OK?
- It's not.
- (EXHALES SHARPLY)
What do I do?
- I'll support you whatever you do, Pen. But, girl, this is gonna get really ugly.
You know that, eh?
(TUNE-YARDS' 'JAMAICAN')
- # Crazy days of crumpets in a crazy raisin rhyme.
# Sell it for a nickel when you buy it for a dime.
# Underneath the water is a crackle and a line.
# Lay upon your belly like a stone along your spine.
# I see you.
# Oh, yes I do.
# I see you.
# Ooh, she's not Jamaican.
# See, I told you so.
# She's all white; she's not black.
# She doesn't have any soul.
# Get soul. #
- It never occurred to me that Zach would know anything.
- And he never said anything at the time?
- Nope. Not a thing. Nothing.
So I need him to make a statement today to the police. Can you come?
- I've got a friend who's a trauma counsellor. I'll contact her first. - OK. What's her number?
- Taihoa. I'll get hold of her later.
Phil will still be a paedophile this afternoon. Let's do this properly.
- KAHU: Who's a paedo? - Go and get dressed. You'll be late.
Penny, wait for me to get back to you.
Don't do anything stupid. - No, I won't. I promise. Thanks, Nix.
(BOTH GRUNT)
- Ow! - Shh! Gotta be quiet.
Let's get a drink. Wanna get a drink? - OK.
(LAUGHS)
Guess what. - What?
- I think I've finally got Phil. - Really? What do you mean?
- Hey, Penny. - Jules, I thought you were sleeping, mate.
- Need a drink.
- Hi, Jules.
- Uh...
There you go. - Oh, you're a lifesaver.
- What about my breakfast?
Uh... - Thanks.
- Night. - Night, Jules.
Stay low.
Low.
- STUDENT: Oi, I'm open.
Go, go!
Come on. Come on, boys.
Get it, get it.
- Chest passes. Go.
- JULES: I made the team. - BRIDGET: Yeah, well done. - Congratulations, bro.
- You guys wait here, OK?
Hey, Pen. Pen!
- What's up? You're back.
- Um... Jules just told me that, um, Phil selected him for that squad thing.
He just got a message from him now. - You're fucking kidding.
- I didn't even know he was trialling.
I mean, I know that he can't go, but he is so excited. I just had no idea that he was such a good player.
- Yeah, well, he's not.
Sorry, Bridge, but he's not.
Fucking arsehole.
- What am I gonna tell him? - That he can't go.
- Look, don't forget dinner on Thursday, yeah?
- OK. - All right, bye.
OK, in you get.
(ORCHESTRAL STRING MUSIC)
(LINE RINGS)
- VOICEMAIL: Kia ora. This is Ruth Nixon. Please leave a message. (BEEP!)
- Nix, it's Penny. Have you managed to get hold of your friend yet? Call me back.
(ORCHESTRAL STRING MUSIC CONTINUES)
(DOG BARKS INSIDE)
(PHONE CAMERA CLICK)
(BARKING CONTINUES)
- Hey, I told you to leave Ollie alone. If you keep hassling us, I'm gonna call the cops.
- I just wanted Zach to mow my lawn. - Mow your own lawns.
- (EXHALES)
- ON PHONE: Yo. What's up? - Zach, it's Penny Wilding.
Can we talk? - No.
I've said all I've got to say.
- Zach, listen, I just― - No. (LINE BEEPS)
- (SIGHS) (LINE RINGS)
(SIGHS)
(LINE RINGS)
(SIGHS)
- Hey. How you doing? - Hey, good.
- Uh, I just got your message there about Jules not joining the camp. - Mm.
- Wondered if we could maybe have a chat about it. That'd be OK?
- Yeah. Yeah, yeah. Yeah, come in. - Cheers, man.
Seriously, he is. He's the real deal. He's got the talent.
And with the right coaching, he could really go places.
- OK, is this about Jules' talent or is this about sticking it to... sticking it to Penny?
- I'm not interested in sticking it to Penny.
I didn't come here to do that. I came here to talk about Jules.
I think it's a real shame that my ex-wife's vendetta against me should impact on your son.
- Come on. If you're gonna use that word, then (SCOFFS) I want specifics.
- There's been some pretty vicious graffiti written about me at the school.
They're gonna have to dig up half the lawn to get rid of it. - She wouldn't do that.
- And what about the Walt incident? She took him out of daycare...
without asking permission from anyone.
She disappeared ― disappeared ― with my grandson
for the entire day and most of the night. Grace was beside herself.
She's now talking about bringing a protection order against her own mother.
- That is ridiculous. - Mm-hm. - It's ridiculous.
- I'm not― I didn't tell her to do it.
- It's ridiculous, because even if she did it― - She's decided to do it.
- Even if she did it, she would never hurt Walt. - OK. OK.
I'm not here to badmouth Penny. I came here to talk about your son.
I think this is a great opportunity for him.
I'll leave it with you. - OK.
OK.
- Looks a bit sick, Miss.
- I nicked them from the staffroom.
Hey, you know that essay you finally handed in? You know you got a big fat zero for that.
- I'm leaving school anyway.
- What are you gonna do? - Thought I might go WWOOFing. - Mm-hm.
- Yeah, it's this thing where you work on an organic farm, and you― - Yeah, yeah, yeah.
I know what WWOOFing is, Kahu. I've got some mates in Nelson who own an organic farm.
Do you want their number? - Yes, please. - You'll love them.
They work with permaculture all the time. They grow walnuts ― all sorts of stuff. They're great.
There.
Told your mum? - Waiting for the right moment.
- Good luck with that. - Thanks.
- I mean, seriously, good luck with that.
- Hey, I heard you and Mum talking. Have you seen this?
It's the paedo thing, right?
- Would you mind if I borrowed your phone for a tick?
Just a quick phone call. I won't be a minute. - Yep.
- Thanks, Kahu.
WHISPERS: 8-8-7-7-5-4-9.
(LINE RINGS)
- Hello. - Zach, it's Penny. Don't hang up. Please? You need to hear this.
You could be in serious trouble. They've got CCTV footage of you doing the graffiti.
Zach?
- So what? - Well, it's online.
Someone could dob you in. It's only a matter of time.
I've got a mate who's a lawyer, OK? She'll help you. - WHISPERS: Fuck.
- So, why'd you do it?
- What, are you a fucking moron? Why do you think I did it?
- Zach, did Phil do something to you? - No. I just knew he was a creep, so I stayed clear.
Why do you think he took boys up to Gibbons Beach all the time? Huh? I was there. I know.
- The surf camp.
WHISPERS: Jesus.
- What are you doing? Shut the fucking door.
- Not until you tell me what happened.
- What fucking difference is it gonna make? He just gets away with it.
- It'll make a difference if we go to the cops, Zach.
- Go to the cops? What the fuck are they gonna do?
What have they ever fucking done, Penny?
They didn't listen to you; why would they listen to me?
- Because you are Ollie's brother.
- You know he tried to kill himself after that cunt left? He tried to fucking kill himself.
- Yeah.
Yeah, I did.
- That's why I did the graffiti. OK?
What are you doing?
- Listen, just― just― - I don't want to talk to you.
- Look... - I don't wanna talk.
- I know. I'm really sorry about what happened with Ollie.
You know...
he's taking some boys away again soon.
Can't stop it unless I go to the police, and I can't go to the police unless you come withme.
It will be OK, I promise you.
- Can you meet us there? We might need some legal advice?
- NIX ON PHONE: We need to involve a counsellor. Oh, why couldn't you wait?
- Cos it has to be now. - Oh, fucking hell, Penny.
- Please, Nix.
(SIREN WAILS IN DISTANCE)
Come on.
- So, when you came back to the camp,
can you tell me exactly what you saw when you entered the tent, Zach?
- Um...
Scottie was...
lying beside him...
touching him.
- OK.
I know this is hard, Zach, but can you describe to me how they were...
positioned?
- (CLEARS THROAT)
He was, um...
touching him ― touching his... rubbing his dick.
- How old were you?
- I don't remember.
- He would have been 18.
- No, I was younger. I was...
I was still at school.
I must've been 16.
- How old was Ollie?
How old are you now?
- 24. - And Ollie?
- 19.
- So that would make Ollie 11.
Why was he on a secondary school trip?
- No. He was older.
He was 14.
- OK, but that would make you 18, 19 at the time. - Look, it fuckin' happened. OK?
- Zach, we're just trying to get the dates right here.
- You're not listening to me. I'm telling you it fuckin' happened. - OK.
Do you wanna tell me why you're volunteering this statement now?
- Fucking unbelievable.
It's fucking unbelievable.
You wanna know how old people were, what fucking dates are what, why I'm saying this,
why I'm coming forward and telling you what happened.
Fuck. I...
Because she said that...
I should and that I needed to.
And cos of the graffiti.
- Sorry, what graffiti?
- The graffiti.
That― That's why she's here. She's my lawyer.
- Yeah, look, there has been some confusion here.
- OK, wait. (SIGHS) Sorry, what's your connection?
- I'm Phil McKenzie's ex-wife. - OK, we need to stop. You shouldn't be here.
- Are you gonna charge me? - Why don't you tell me about the graffiti?
- Simple fucking question. - Why don't you tell me about the graffiti?
- Fucking... - Zach, did you make that up? Please stop.
- Fuck off. - Zach, why would you do that?
- Fuck off! - Stop. - Fuck you. Get out of my head.
Fuck you!
- Fuck! - How could you put him up to this?
- What he said― What he said was the same as what I saw that night. - Exactly!
He just repeated what you claim you saw and broadcast to the world. How could you be so stupid?
- What I claimed I saw?
What I claimed I saw? Don't you believe me? (ENGINE STARTS)
(VAN DEPARTS)
(CHUCKLES DRILY)
- Oh, and another thing ―
are you trying to help Kahu drop out of school?
Because he is my son.
You back off.
(WASPS BUZZ)
(SOLEMN MUSIC)
- (SIGHS)
(SOLEMN MUSIC CONTINUES)
(CELL PHONE CHIMES)
(SCOFFS)
(KEYS CLATTER)
- Hey. Sorry I'm late.
I would've thought Dad would be back by now.
- Oh, it's all good. I read Walt a couple of stories, and he just crashed out.
Just been sitting here enjoying the silence.
- Yeah, I just feel bad for taking you away from Eli.
- Can't do anything right anyway. - All new parents feel like that.
- I just feel scared the whole time. You know?
I feel like something awful's gonna happen to him. - Like what?
- I don't know, like... something bad's gonna happen to him, and I'm not gonna be able to protect him.
- Tom.
(DOOR OPENS)
- PHIL: Hi. - Hey.
- I thought you had squad practice. - Yeah, well, I thought I'd stop off at Lyall Bay fora surf.
- Well, Tom's got his own kid to get back to. - Oh, it's all good.
- I tried calling you, but nobody picked up.
- Yeah, my phone's off. Mum's being a psycho.
- She was at the station last night with Ollie's brother.
- What was that about? - Oh, the graffiti. It was him, apparently.
- Zach?
Why would he do that? - Do you even have to ask?
I mean, she's obviously put him up to it. It's, like, exactly what she would do.
Fuckin' hate her. Honestly.
- I can find out what he said if you want.
- Yeah. Yeah, that would be good. Thanks, man.
- Hi. - Hey.
Oh, hi. What are you doing here?
Sorry, that came out wrong, eh?
Hi. - Hi.
- I was just out on the boat this morning, so doing some packing up. - Uh-huh.
I just need to see you. - Yeah, me too. Um... Yeah, I wanted to see you too.
- (SIGHS)
(BOTH SIGH)
- Oh, wait. Hey, just hold up a minute. Um...
I've been thinking...
I just― I can't stop thinking about this, and I think it's making me feel like, kind of...
I feel sick. Like, I just think this is a mistake.
Like― - OK.
- I mean, you love Bridge as much as I do, right? - Yeah. Yeah, I do.
I do.
- Oh man, I'm sorry, Pen. I'm sorry. - No, no, no, no, no, it's fine. It's fine. It's allfine.
Do you think there's something wrong with me? - No.
Pen, no, I do not. I do not think that.
- Cos the only real relationship I've ever had is with a man who fucks boys.
- This is nuts.
Pen, this is nuts. I know that you know that.
All this lying to Bridge for some fucking sex ― it's not us.
- Stupid fucking sex. - Yeah, stupid fucking sex. Just come over tomorrow for dinner.
- You're kidding. - We can put this behind us, you know, before someone gets hurt.
Like none of it happened. I mean, just― we can― we can just go back to how we were.
- Yeah, before anyone gets hurt. Yeah.
- Pen. I love the sex.
- Me too. I'll bring desert.
(GENTLE PIANO MUSIC)
(BIKE CLATTERS)
(SIGHS)
- GRAHAM: Evening, Penny.
Need a hand with that?
- Ah, no, I'm OK, thanks, Graham.
- That young man dropped it off. He lived with you for a bit when he was a boy. Your nephew.
- Sorry? - Your nephew.
- Uh... No. No, no.
Uh, Tom, my cousin.
- He was in a police car. I thought, 'Ooh, now she's finally done it.' (CHUCKLES)
- Well, they haven't got me yet, Graham. - (CHUCKLES)
And now I've been meaning to say about the wasps ―
I don't mind toxic sprays, but if you object, there are plenty of home remedies.
- Can we talk about it tomorrow? Thanks, Graham. - Any time.
(DOOR OPENS, SHUTS)
(SOFT MUSIC)
(MUSIC SWELLS)
- All the teachers at school are going sugar-free at the moment. I would lose the will to live.
Honestly, is this OK? I bought it. - Yeah. It's good.
- I did the blueberries myself. - It's good.
- Oh, and everyone is getting dogs now. I think it's got something to do with menopause.
You know, you and I could get a dog. - No, no, no. I'm not there yet.
- No, I know, I know, I know, but when you are, we can get one. We could share a dog.
- Yeah, like a dog share. - Dog share. (CHUCKLES)
- (CLEARS THROAT) - So... So, tell me ― how did Jules cope not getting into the team?
- Oh, did Simon not tell you that Phil came over to talk about it? - No, no.
That's― No. - Well, that's because I didn't― I thought that you didn't want―
- I just thought that he might have shared that with you. - Mm-mm, no.
- Is everything OK with Grace? - Why?
- Well, Phil told me that she was thinking about getting a protection order against you
because you took Walt out of daycare.
- It was not like that.
- What about the graffiti? - I had nothing to do with that.
- Hey. - OK. - I had nothing to do with that.
- Penny's not gonna do that. - I know. I know. It's just that, hypothetically, if you did...
would you tell me?
- Yes.
Yes, of course.
- Would you? - What? Do what?
- (CLEARS THROAT)
So, when I first got that, I thought there must be a mistake, cos we don't own a kayak.
But that― that is definitely your truck.
- Can I see that?
- And then I look at the date, and I realise it's the night of your mum's funeral.
So then I'm thinking...
what, you went kayaking after or...? - (CHUCKLES) No.
It's... (SIGHS) It's kind of a... sort of a funny story, if you wanna hear it.
- I would love to hear it. - OK.
Penny, can I just tell her? - Go ahead.
- OK, so, you know the attack on that Burley fishing boat thing?
- What's that got to do with it? - It was Penny! - It was me. I did it.
And then they stole my kayak, so to get them back, Simon helped me take it from them.
It was chained to the fence. - (CHUCKLES) So, what, you're some kind of, like, secret activist now?
- (CHUCKLES) - Why couldn't you trust me to tell me?
- Well, I... - No, you can trust Simon.
- Yeah, but― - Yeah, and then you have to keep it a secret.
Why does it have to be a secret?
- No, Bridget, it wasn't a secret. It wasn't. It was just... It was just... I-I don't know.
I don't know. It was like that...
It was like the plankton thing. - What the fuck are you talking about?
- It's like, you know, the... I don't know. It's just like the environmental thing.
Like, you know, you just don't― it's not your thing.
- I don't think the environment is the issue here.
- Listen, I'm gonna leave you guys to it.
I think I'll head off.
(CLEARS THROAT)
See ya later.
(GENTLE PIANO MUSIC)
- Oh, fuck! You bitch, you bitch, you bitch.
(SIGHS)
(BIKE CHAIN CLINKS)
(GRUNTS)
Start us off, Chris. Come on. Throw to the hands.
Don't fall― You're asleep, Xavier.
Focus. That's it. That's it. Throw to the hands.
Hands up. Hands up.
- STUDENT: Come on, boys. - Drive it in.
Nathan! Wake up.
What's wrong with you?
(STUDENTS CHATTER)
- Hey. - Hi.
- So, I think we're about half an hour away. - Yup.
- They're looking good.
- Hi.
All right, so...
Jules.
Just a signature, and I've got your contact details.
(WHISTLE TRILLS)
- We can do this, Central. Come on. Come on. Stand up. Where are you going? Up, up, up,up!
Drive through. Drive through. Come on. Where's your passing? Where's your passing?
Good work. Jules, come up. - Yes, Jules. - That's it. Good, Dec.
(BOTH CHATTER INDISTINCTLY)
- STUDENT: Go, go, go, go. - SIMON: Go, Jules. - Up the court. Come up!
Come up! - Here they go. - All right!
(SHOUTING)
- That was a foul, ref. That was a foul.
Are you blind? - Sit down.
(WHISTLE TRILLS) - No way.
- Shooting foul. - No way. Oh my God. This game is totally biased, ref.
- WOMAN: Sit down, Penny! Get off the court.
- PHIL: Yes. - Good shot.
(WHISTLE TRILLS) - No. No. - REF: Game.
- That shot― No. That's not game. He shouldn't have made that shot. That shouldn't have happened.
That was a bad call right back from there. - Go and sit down.
- You shouldn't have called that. - Calm down. - That was a bad―
Are you filming me? - You're bullying the ref.
- No, I'm― Put that phone down. - It's a public place. I've― No! - Put it down! Give me that.
- (GRUNTS)
- He was filming me without permission.
Can I have some support here? Please?
Really?
WHISPERS: Fuck.
Fuck.
(CICADAS CHIRP)
Bridget. Come on. I need to talk to you.
- Jules, go to the car, buddy. We'll meet up with you, mate. - Just get in the car, guys.
- Oh, for fuck's sake. Bridget. - Penny.
- Listen. - No. - Look, I know you hate me.
I know you do. But I don't understand why you would let your son go away with Phil.
- Are you fucking kidding me? - Why would you do that?
- Stop it! Stop it! - This is what he wants, for God's sake.
- Stop it! - Look― - No, stop it!
I defended you. I stood up for you for years, Penny ― for years. - I know you did!
- I didn't listen to what anybody said about you, and you reward me by fucking my husband.
You have destroyed your own family. But I'll be fucked if I let you do it to mine.
- (SOBS)
- Simon.
- (SOBS)
(GENTLE PIANO MUSIC)
- Yes, wonderful. The shading in the lower back there looks really good.
Yeah, the shadowing you've down here is great.
Looks great.
- (SOBS SOFTLY)
- Are you OK, Penny?
- I'm so sorry. I can't... I can't do this today.
- It's not just about you now. Now the school is in disrepute, and I have to wear some of that on me.
- What if I apologise? - People are calling for you to be sacked.
Now, that's a decision for the board, but for now, you're being stood down.
You need help, Penny.
- Phil tell you to say that, did he?
- Penny. Listen to yourself.
- No, you listen to yourself.
Listen to yourself. You were a coward back then. And you're being a coward now.
(BIKE CHAIN CLATTERS)
Oh...
fuck.
(SIGHS HEAVILY)
Oh fuck!
Goddammit!
(SHOUTS)
Fuck you!
Fuck you! (SHOUTS)
(PANTS)
(LOW, ETHEREAL MUSIC)
- Hi, Penny! - Fuck!
Ollie. How did you get in?
- The spare key's still outside. - You can't just walk in here and―
- What, so it's OK for you to just walk into my house but it's not OK for me?
- What do you want? - You wanted to talk. Let's talk.
- OK. - OK.
- All right. I'll― Just go downstairs, and I'll put something on.
- (CHUCKLES) I'll go find myself a drink. Don't worry. I'll try not to spew.
(THE CLEAN'S 'ANYTHING COULD HAPPEN' PLAYS)
Oh, very bougie. (CHUCKLES)
You know, I used to love coming here, with the books and the music.
You guys were always debating everything.
My house was like a fucking morgue.
(CHUCKLES)
(MUSIC CONTINUES)
Do you still have parties? - No.
No, not any more.
- Guess Phil was the sociable one.
(MUSIC CONTINUES)
(MUSIC VOLUME DECREASES) - Hey, no, no, no. No, I love this bit. Hey. (CHUCKLES)
- Ollie. (MUSIC VOLUME INCREASES) - # Anything could happen.
# It could be right now.
# The choice is yours. # (MUSIC STOPS)
Oh, you are such a party pooper.
- Ollie, why are you here? What do you wanna talk about?
- How about you bullying my brother into lying to the cops? - I didn't bully him.
I didn't. Why would he make up a story like that? - Uh, because he's fucked up, Penny.
And do you know why?
Because he was the one that found me when I tried to kill myself.
And he's got this whole story going on in his head about why I did it.
- Ollie, I'm so sorry about what you and Zach went through. I truly am. - No, you're not. (CHUCKLES)
All you care about is trying to prove that you were right about Phil.
- I know what I saw. - What did you see? What?
- I saw him in bed with you. - Oh my God.
He was just being a nice, kind man, and you...
you fucking crucified him for it.
- It wasn't kindness, Ollie; it was abuse. For God's sake, it was abuse.
And you tried to kill yourself because of it.
- Oh, fuck you. I didn't do it because of Phil; I did it because of you.
You're the bully.
You're the fucking abuser.
You made my life hell.
Constantly hounding me to go to the cops. I had to leave school because of the bullying.
And then my dad left, and my mum fucking struggled.
How can I make you get it?
Should I try again?
And do it right this time. And― - No.
- ...if I died, would you believe me? Is that what I have to do? - No. No. No. Stop.
- Because what else can I fucking say to make you stop?
Do you know why he looked after me that night?
Because he's a good human.
Why can't you just admit it?
You were wrong.
(ORCHESTRAL STRING MUSIC)
(MUSIC CONTINUES)
- I have an announcement too, actually.
- This is not the time or the place.
- TOM: I'm so sick of this family.
You all just fucking use me when it suits you and piss off when it doesn't.
- Nope. - Please don't.
I need to say something.
When he came to see me, he talked about suicide.
No! No, no, no, no, no!