Invisible Boys (2025) s01e04 Episode Script

1
Once a year all the Calogero
men head out to pick tomatoes.
We check them for dodgy brown bits
and grubs nesting in the flesh.
Only the best tomatoes will do.
And then
we squeeze it, we boil it,
sauce it, pour it,
then cap it on tight.
And why do we do this to
the poor little tomato?
Tradition.
Our family did this in Sicily.
And we've been doing it ever
since we came to Australia.
And one day,
speriamo,
you kids will do it too.
Tradition is what keeps us together.
Salute!
Salute!
Slow as a turtle, this boy.
They're heavier than they look.
Even your nonna could lift that.
- Are you struggling?
- A little bit.
You need to go to the gym, darlin'.
- Thanks, Mum.
- Come on.
- Ciao, Mama!
- Hi!
Oh, my God, she thinks
she's Gina Lollobrigida.
- Hello! Don't you look adorable?
- Ciao.
Hey! You dropped a a pomodoro?
Molto bene.
Oh, so, where do we start?
Uh Want me to carry one?
Uh It's usually just the boys.
Always just the boys. Picking
pomodoros is hard work.
I don't mind getting my hands dirty.
Oh!
Which idiot forgot to
dig the drainage pit?
Zeke.
Why didn't you dig the pit this morning?
- It's usually Lorenzo's job.
- Hurry up.
But he's here now, can't he just
Dig. Maybe it'll put some muscle on ya.
Here, Mum, let me.
You shouldn't be doing
that on your birthday.
Mwah. You know how I like things, bub.
Oi, Hammer! You remember Arti?
He did that piece on
you for The Guardian.
- Come over and say hello.
- Yeah, in a sec!
Why's Dad got journos here?
You know he's always on.
He doesn't stop hustling.
Yoo-hoo! Let's get the party started!
- What?
- Nothing.
- Happy birthday, sis!
- Oh!
Thank you. I was worried
you wouldn't make it.
Of course I'd be here!
There he is - my little man!
Hey, Aunty.
Ooh. Wow.
You're really keeping Lynx
Africa in business, aren't you?
I hope you don't get
too big for your boots
now that you're gonna be a big AFL star.
Not yet.
Kade, sweetheart, why
don't you get Aunty a drink?
I just opened a really nice
bottle of Semillon Sauv blanc.
It's actually from
Margaret River Winery.
Ooh. Semillon Sauvignon blanc.
Ooh.
I remember when a good time for you
used to be a $5 bag of goon.
Yeah, well, some of us grew up, Doris.
Good ways, good ways. No.
I just need a Jim Beam and Coke.
Does anyone wanna make Aunty
Doris a Jim Beam and Coke?
Please. Dad's got the good shit
- stashed in his office.
- Oh, my God, has he really got
- the good stuff?
- Mm-hm.
OK, so, I'm gonna need two, very strong,
if I'm gonna get through today.
- OK.
- Thank you.
Hello, Mr Mayor!
He went full mental.
He ended up in hospital.
Yeah, I don't know, probably
roid rage or some shit,
like Uncle Darren, remember?
That bloke always going off his chops.
He won't be able to play
footy if he's losing it.
I guess he can't hack it.
Glad you could join us.
Is detention cancelled?
I love your optimism. Let's go. Come on.
Anything you want to, uh discuss?
Not really.
Just woke up on the wrong
side of the bed. Is that it?
Something like that.
Charlie
sometimes problems
are bigger in our head
than they are in reality.
You, of all people,
you should know that.
I'm not gonna skitz out.
Alright, but you can
understand my concern.
- Now, your dad
- I'm fine, Father. Really.
Alright.
Oh, Father, come on!
Do I have to clean the chapel?
Oh, just remember you can
always buy some black hair dye.
Nice try!
Uh So, uh like, uh
Like this?
God, no!
And then she said, "That's
not my dog. That's my cat."
Are you looking for more work?
I've been working constantly since dawn.
- What's up Dad's arse?
- Don't be disgusting.
No, I mean it. He's been at me all day.
You didn't tell him, did you?
Oh, you sooky-la-la.
I'm sure you're just imagining things.
Well, if the work's too hard for you,
why don't you join us
women cleaning the bottles?
Be careful, Natalia,
you'll take out Nonna's eye!
Ahh.
How's it taste?
Top shelf, little man. Top shelf.
So, what's going on, bub?
School's shit, but not like
I'm gonna need it next year.
Mm. That's not what I'm talking about.
The drive-in.
Far out!
Must've gotten dehydrated
at training, that's all.
No biggie.
Look who you're talking to.
Something's got you rattled.
I don't get rattled.
If she's putting too
much pressure on you,
then you let me know.
That's what she does.
She's always had a
massive stick up her
There's no pressure.
This is what I want.
Which means that I've gotta
give 110% every single time.
Don't talk to me in Nike slogans.
Just promise me that you'll
come to me if things get bad.
Got it?
I promise.
Here.
- Oi!
- Boys!
Really?
You're wasting food.
Allora, chi vuole un caffe?
Natalia, vuoi un caffe?
Uh
Can I get a flat white?
It's not a cafe.
Due espresso, Nonna.
Doesn't that bother you?
What?
The way she speaks to her.
She treats her like shit.
Buon pomodoro!
Buon pomodoro?
That's hilarious.
You don't know what
you're talking about.
Alright?
What are you doing here?
Don't gaslight me.
You know those crates you 'borrowed'?
We want them back. All of them.
- Didn't know they were yours.
- Mm!
Sure.
We could've just returned them tomorrow.
Yeah, well, I need them tonight.
For my party.
We're too cheap for eskys.
Wait, you mean the party
that you DIDN'T invite me to?
Oh, shit, you weren't meant to know.
Now you're gonna wanna come.
That's just gonna ruin everything.
Oh! I'm a fan of parties.
Grazie, signora. Mi
piace molto I cannoli.
Zeke, who's this bella ragazza
who speaks Italian and helps her nonno?
I'm Sabrina. I'm just here
to pick up some crates.
Well, it's lovely to meet you, Sabrina.
Zeke, be a gentleman and help her, yeah?
I am.
Well, are you gonna help me?
Yeah!
Whoa, ease up.
No, it's chill. I can carry a lot.
OK.
Damn, I can see you want a medal,
but I just seem to be all out.
Don't make me laugh! I'm gonna drop 'em!
Yeah, I hope you do,
then I can record it.
Post it on Instagram so
everyone can see your shame.
I'm incredibly impressed.
So, will I see you at my party?
I'm on tomato duty till late.
Ah. Well, can't compete with a tomato.
Such a slutty fruit.
Well, I'll DM you my addy
in case you change your mind.
Take this.
I'm lactose intolerant.
- OK.
- Ciao, bello.
Ciao!
Bella.
Oi!
Back to work.
Well, I don't care ♪
I think you're gross ♪
People know this everywhere ♪
You make me sick! ♪
So, why do I ask ♪
Why aren't you replying?
I know you're there.
Trying to give me a taste
of my own medicine, eh?
Is it 'cause of what
I said at the drive-in?
Charlie!
Are you OK?
Never better.
all I can see is you? ♪
Alright.
Now I can't see what I'm doing.
Under water. Yep.
- Ooh!
- Hey!
Want him to bowl underarm for ya?
Principessa?
A bit gentler.
- Sorry.
- Thank you.
Uh Like this?
Oh! Oh, no! I'm so sorry!
Agh!
Really?
- I'm so sorry.
- Ugh.
Whoo! Ooh!
Nice one, Enzo!
Yes!
You can have a revenge bowl.
If you can bowl straight, that is.
What's that supposed to mean?
Your mother told me
what was on your phone.
Ooh! Oh!
Oh! Oh, so sorry!
Sorry. It slipped.
Mm-hm.
Oi.
You're bowlin' or what?
Diavolo fai!
Jesus, Zeke!
I guess you're out too.
Go get the ball.
"Go get the ball"? That's it?!
Enzo bowls me out, and
you cream your daks,
I do the same thing and I get punished?!
Stop acting like a fuckin'
stronzo and get the ball.
OK, Nonna.
Happy birthday to you! ♪
- Hip-hip!
- Hooray!
- Hip-hip!
- Hooray!
- Hip-hip!
- Hooray!
Hammer!
Hammer, you fucking dog cunt!
- Rochelle, what the
- I don't know what's worse -
going around telling all your mates
that we did it at the drive-in,
or or trying to break
up with me by fuckin' text
because you didn't have the
guts to say it to my face.
It's my mother's birthday,
for Christ's sake!
Ohh!
You're afraid you're
gonna cause a scene?
Hmm?
That it's going to damage
your precious image?
Well, don't worry.
I won't be here long
enough to cause a scene.
I just want there to
be witnesses to know
that you were not the one who dumped me.
I am dumping you.
I never wanna see your face again,
you spineless, cowardly dog.
Uh
Happy birthday, Karla.
I'm, um
I'm really sorry I
didn't get you a present.
Is that true, bub?
It wasn't a text. It was Snapchat.
We need to have a yarn
about our boy, sis.
Jack and I will deal with
our son, thank you very much.
You know that's my son
too. I care about him.
It's obvious you're
pushing him too hard.
Look at what you're turning him into.
- Aunty, let it go.
- We're not! Are we, Jack?
This is what you want, isn't it, Kade?
Mum, stop.
You reckon he wants
to end up in hospital
and disrespecting
women like that? Do ya?
Some of us actually want
our lives to get better
instead of worse.
Good ways.
Aunty!
Hammer is a cowardly dog.
Hammer is a cowardly dog.
Hammer is a cowardly dog.
Shut the fuck up!
- Oi!
- Kade!
I've gotta get out of here!
Kade!
Oh, that is a good day's work,
Mr Roth. You're free to go.
Something on your mind?
Nuh.
OK.
Priests don't date, do they?
Correct.
And that doesn't bother you?
Compromising your whole life like that?
Well, from the looks of
what you're going through,
I'd say it makes life a lot easier.
What? I I'm fine.
You're the celibate one.
And you, uh You
think that's a bad thing?
Uh Yeah.
You spend your whole
life serving your god,
but that's not enough for him.
He wants you to be lonely too.
That's a hell of a sacrifice.
Oi.
I didn't mean to say 'hell'.
Yeah, I might have thought
about it that way once.
But, um
here's the thing:
when you receive
real fulfilment, unconditional love,
those so-called sacrifices,
they don't seem so bad.
But what if what they want
is different to what you want?
And what if it goes against
everything you pictured?
Like, you had this
whole idea in your head
of how you wanted something to go,
and then this isn't that.
OK, just to clarify,
there's nothing specific on your mind
that you want to talk about?
No.
You can't control what
other people want, Charlie.
But sometimes it's the sacrifices
that make the bond more special.
Same time next week?
Unless you're planning
on changing your hair.
I'll be here.
Righto.
Whoa.
Hello?!
Oh! Ohh.
Lovely.
Oh.
Zeke! You came.
I knew I was a better
option than a tomato.
Is this a bad time?
Absolutely!
Come on in!
Oh, shit, shake that ass, ma ♪
Move it like a gypsy! ♪
Stop, whoa, back it up ♪
Now let me see your hips swing! ♪
Oh, shit, shake that ass, ma ♪
Move it like a gypsy! ♪
Sorry. There's been some drama.
- What?!
- Drama!
Feel free to grab a
drink. I'll find you.
You want me to
Yes! That would be
amazing! You're the best!
I'll be right back. I swear.
You got a mean ass ♪
And I really mean that ♪
But can't you see that I
need a girl that can move ♪
Oi, dickheads!
Oh, ma-ma-mate!
Hammer's in the fuckin' building!
- Righto, people!
- Whoo!
We're getting fucked up tonight!
Chug! Chug! Chug! Chug!
Chug! Chug! Chug! Chug!
Ooh!
Whoa!
Ohh!
I'm glad you messaged.
- Do you want to get a drink?
- Yeah!
Hi.
Hey.
What's with the broom?
Oh.
Who wants shots?!
What's in it?
Whoa!
What now?
Bro. Beer pong. You're up. Now!
Whoa! Where are you going?!
I don't feel so good.
But you can't leave.
Why not?
Because I haven't thanked you yet.
- You don't have to.
- Come on!
I'll take care of ya.
Like you took care of
me the other night, eh?
I just drank a bit too much, that's all.
You know?
OK.
Thank you.
I just did what anyone would've done.
Nuh.
Not just anyone.
So, how're you feelin'?
Good. I think.
Not too drunk?
You?
Just enough.
Do you ever wish that you could
just tell everyone to fuck off?
You know, not worry about
pleasing everyone for once
and just do whatever you wanna do?
Every day of my life.
What would you do?