Rurangi (2021) s01e05 Episode Script
Power Outage
1
(POP MUSIC PLAYS)
I didn't know whose bed I was in.
I woke up, wandered
upstairs, and then
- Um
- Hey.
Hey.
- What's up with that?
- Oh shit.
- We we should pull over.
- Yeah.
(MUSIC CONTINUES
PLAYING, INDICATOR CLICKS)
- You all right, bro?
- Hey.
Look, I'm really sorry to
do this. It's my dad. He's
I've gotta get to Waikato Hospital.
Uh uh, yeah, yeah.
- Nah, get in.
- Oh, thank you so much.
I'll just get my bags.
(MUSIC CONTINUES PLAYING)
- ANAHERA: Caz.
- Where's Dad? What happened?
Uh, he's all right. He's alive.
- What do you mean 'he's alive'?
- He means Gerald's gonna be OK.
He's he's fine.
They they said
hypothermia and a broken hip.
Apparently it's been busted already,
- and they're operating now.
- What happened?
Well, he was at the house
last night fixing something,
- and he fell off the ladder.
- Last night?
He's been out the whole night?
Yeah.
Fuck.
Fuck. I shouldn't have left him.
What? You were you were with him?
(SIGHS) We had a fight, and
I was trying to fix the
I left, and he must have climbed up
- Hey. People fall off ladders.
- (SIGHS)
Yeah, he's gonna be OK.
WHISPERS: I shouldn't have
left him. I was fuckin' angry.
Hey, hey.
I'm here for Gerald Davis.
The surgery went really well.
(QUIET BEEPING)
JEM: Do you think he'll be OK overnight?
It's kinda the right place for
someone who's just had surgery.
Caz, I mean.
Uh
Well, he probably won't sleep.
But he told me to leave him there,
so that bung neck tomorrow is on him.
Yeah.
You like him.
Yeah.
Um
Um
It's like, uh
I'm not, like, ready for people to know.
Hmm.
People.
You know, once you come
out, they still don't know.
Hey, what's the general consensus
on my label these days?
I'm not getting involved.
Hey, it's been ages since I
gave a fuck, so just tell me.
What am I?
OK. Well
most women think you're a lesbian,
and, uh, most guys
think you're straight.
- Still?
- Yeah,
even though they know
you've been with a woman.
Well, obviously, I'm
still experimenting(!)
Chicks dig science, eh?
- Oh, do they?
- Yeah.
- (CHUCKLES)
- (LAUGHS)
Most people are just idiots
about other people's sexuality.
Who cares what they know
or what they don't know
or what they think they know
or what they wish they knew?
You know? Just
you do you.
Do it safe.
But do you.
Yeah, but it's, like, um
It's easy for you. You know?
You're a woman.
Well
Yeah, people might say stuff,
but it's not like anyone's gonna
give you the bash. You know?
- Like those guys down at the pub.
- They lay a finger on you,
and I'll give them a
face full of ju-jitsu.
Still.
Doesn't matter.
He's leaving anyway.
Not straight away.
- Ha!
- What?
- Straight.
- (BOTH LAUGH)
(PENSIVE MUSIC)
(MUSIC CONTINUES)
(MUSIC ENDS)
How long you been here?
Slept here.
Writing another bloody note, eh?
About to do another runner.
Nah.
What's it say, then?
It says I'm sorry.
(SNIFFLES)
(SNIFFLES)
Sorry I didn't come back. (SNIFFLES)
VOICE BREAKS: And I did love her.
(SNIFFLES)
Dad, I'm sorry.
(SNIFFLES) You needed me.
And I wasn't there. (SNIFFLES)
(SNIFFLES)
(SNIFFLES)
You know what you said last night
about if
that if you told us
You were right.
We wouldn't have handled it very well.
It's not my world.
I don't understand it. I'm still
trying to get my head around
But maybe
But maybe if you had stayed
(SNIFFLES)
I would have lost you too.
I want you here.
(SNIFFLES)
I want you
here.
ANAHERA WHISPERS IN MĀORI:
(INHALES DEEPLY, EXHALES)
(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)
(BIRDS CHIRP)
What are you doing?
GERALD: It was your mum.
The by-law was her idea.
You should've seen her get going
how we were gonna get the bloody
banks off everybody's back.
You set it up right, and nature
will look after your topsoil.
'We don't need all that debt.'
They wrecked it. They're not mates.
(SCOFFS) We could n
- Sorry we're late.
- Roadworks.
- Hey, we need to go.
- Cool.
Oh! Jem made some scones.
Ooh! Jem!
Thank you.
That's all good.
Wish us luck.
Thank you, son.
(PENSIVE MUSIC)
Mr Davis is not here.
We need to move on.
We can wait a few more minutes.
CURT: Since when are you on their side?
(BOUNCY ELECTRONIC MUSIC)
(THUNDER RUMBLES)
JEM: Long sleeve?
Cheers.
We've got your dad's copy. Jem?
- Jem?
- Oh! Oh!
Uh
Um, so, what are we doing?
I gotta read Dad's
by-law to the council.
Yeah, and then what?
The council votes for a vote.
This is really long. Do
I read the whole thing?
He's reading the official hearing
for the council to vote
on the proposed by-law.
If it's approved, then
it goes on the ballot,
and everyone
the public, gets to vote on
whether it becomes a by-law.
JEM: Oh, it's like, um
CAZ: I don't really get
it either. I just know that
if it doesn't get read at the
meeting today, it's game over.
- Whoa.
- Whoa.
It's really important to Dad.
And for Mum too.
(THUNDER RUMBLES)
COLLEEN RICHTER: There have
been no communications with
Mr Davis with either me or my
office as to his whereabouts.
We're not waiting any longer.
(PERSON COUGHS)
- What's wrong?
- Fuck, I'm not ready.
They'll wanna know who I am.
Motion to strike the reading
of Mr Davis' proposed by-law.
- All in favour.
- I'd like to speak on behalf of Gerald Davis.
If you wish to speak, you must
formally introduce yourself
to the council first.
But everyone already knows who I am.
Ana, the procedures
are there for a reason.
Introduce yourself to
the council, please.
All right.
(SPEAKING MĀORI) Greetings to us all.
Pukehaunui
is my mountain.
Te Awakaha is my river.
My marae is Papatahi.
My ancestor is Te Rū i Wehe
ai te Rangi.
Ngāti Wehewehe is my people.
Ngāti Rūrangi is my tribe.
(INDISTINCT WHISPERING)
Kia ora.
Yeah. Yeah, kia ora.
Gerald Davis has asked
that the motion of
his proposed by-law be
formally read on his behalf.
Ana, darling, unfortunately, I'm
going to have to stop you there.
But Gerald wants to take this to a vote.
Exactly. Mr Davis made the submission,
and so he needs to table the motion.
I have his permission.
OK. I'm afraid that for
submissions to open ballots,
motions can only be made
by petitioners registered
on that submission.
Are you an official member
of the submission committee?
No.
Then I think we're done here.
Mr Davis is welcome.
In fact, he's strongly
encouraged to put his motion
back again, before the
open ballot next year.
HARRY: Next year?
That isn't fair.
Gerald um, Mr Davis,
he's he's in hospital.
And he has our sympathies,
but these are the rules.
Unless Well, in your
situation, this doesn't apply.
Wait. Unless what?
There is an exception
for proxy submissions
by family members. Are you
a member of Mr Davis' family?
(PERSON COUGHS)
I'm family.
And you are?
Caz Davis. I'm Gerald's son.
Well, you are misleading the council.
Mr Davis doesn't have a son.
Yes, he does.
Oh.
Oh, now I recognise you.
(JARRING MUSIC)
(AUDIO DISTORTS)
That's your real name, isn't it?
That's n that's not my name. I'm
Sorry, so you're saying
that you are a transsexual?
I'm transgender.
Ah. So you've had all
of the surgeries, then?
That's none of your business.
I'm here to talk about the by-law only.
Oh, of course. And by all means.
I just need to ensure
that we all have the facts
about the kinds of people
that are behind this by-law,
whether it's grounded in actual science
or whether it's part of an
alternative-lifestyle crowd.
Knowing that Mr Davis is OK with this
well, we can all make up
our own minds, can't we?
I know what you're doing.
I submit this proposed by-law known as
the Rūrangi District Council
phasing out of chemical
fertilisers by 2030.
I do so as son and
proxy of Gerald Davis.
My name is Caz Davis.
(BRONSKI BEAT'S 'SMALLTOWN BOY' PLAYS)
Cry ♪
Cry. ♪
You leave in the morning
with everything you own ♪
in a little ♪
black case. ♪
Alone on the platform, ♪
the wind and the rain on a sad ♪
and lonely face. ♪
Mother would never understand ♪
why you had to leave. ♪
But the answers you seek
will never be found at home. ♪
The love that you need
will never be found at home. ♪
Run away, turn away, ♪
run away, turn away, run away. ♪
Run away, turn away, ♪
run away, turn away, run away. ♪
Pushed around and kicked around, ♪
always a lonely boy. ♪
You were the one that
they'd talk about around town ♪
as they put you down. ♪
And as hard as they would try, ♪
they'd hurt to make you cry. ♪
But you never cried to them, ♪
just to your soul. ♪
No, you never cried to them, ♪
just to your soul. ♪
Run away, turn away, ♪
run away, turn away, run away. ♪
Run away, turn away, ♪
run away, turn away, run away. ♪
Run away, turn away, ♪
run away, turn away, run away. ♪
Run away, turn away, ♪
run away, turn away, run away. ♪
Cry, boy, cry. ♪
Cry, boy, cry. ♪
Cry, boy, cry, boy. ♪
Cry. ♪
Cry, boy, cry, boy. ♪
Cry. ♪
Cry, boy, cry, boy. ♪
Cry. ♪
Cry, boy, cry, boy. ♪
Cry. ♪
Cry, boy, cry, boy. ♪
Cry. ♪
Cry, boy, cry, boy. ♪
Cry. ♪
You leave in the morning
with everything you own ♪
in a little ♪
black case. ♪
Alone on the platform, ♪
the wind and the rain on ♪
(POP MUSIC PLAYS)
I didn't know whose bed I was in.
I woke up, wandered
upstairs, and then
- Um
- Hey.
Hey.
- What's up with that?
- Oh shit.
- We we should pull over.
- Yeah.
(MUSIC CONTINUES
PLAYING, INDICATOR CLICKS)
- You all right, bro?
- Hey.
Look, I'm really sorry to
do this. It's my dad. He's
I've gotta get to Waikato Hospital.
Uh uh, yeah, yeah.
- Nah, get in.
- Oh, thank you so much.
I'll just get my bags.
(MUSIC CONTINUES PLAYING)
- ANAHERA: Caz.
- Where's Dad? What happened?
Uh, he's all right. He's alive.
- What do you mean 'he's alive'?
- He means Gerald's gonna be OK.
He's he's fine.
They they said
hypothermia and a broken hip.
Apparently it's been busted already,
- and they're operating now.
- What happened?
Well, he was at the house
last night fixing something,
- and he fell off the ladder.
- Last night?
He's been out the whole night?
Yeah.
Fuck.
Fuck. I shouldn't have left him.
What? You were you were with him?
(SIGHS) We had a fight, and
I was trying to fix the
I left, and he must have climbed up
- Hey. People fall off ladders.
- (SIGHS)
Yeah, he's gonna be OK.
WHISPERS: I shouldn't have
left him. I was fuckin' angry.
Hey, hey.
I'm here for Gerald Davis.
The surgery went really well.
(QUIET BEEPING)
JEM: Do you think he'll be OK overnight?
It's kinda the right place for
someone who's just had surgery.
Caz, I mean.
Uh
Well, he probably won't sleep.
But he told me to leave him there,
so that bung neck tomorrow is on him.
Yeah.
You like him.
Yeah.
Um
Um
It's like, uh
I'm not, like, ready for people to know.
Hmm.
People.
You know, once you come
out, they still don't know.
Hey, what's the general consensus
on my label these days?
I'm not getting involved.
Hey, it's been ages since I
gave a fuck, so just tell me.
What am I?
OK. Well
most women think you're a lesbian,
and, uh, most guys
think you're straight.
- Still?
- Yeah,
even though they know
you've been with a woman.
Well, obviously, I'm
still experimenting(!)
Chicks dig science, eh?
- Oh, do they?
- Yeah.
- (CHUCKLES)
- (LAUGHS)
Most people are just idiots
about other people's sexuality.
Who cares what they know
or what they don't know
or what they think they know
or what they wish they knew?
You know? Just
you do you.
Do it safe.
But do you.
Yeah, but it's, like, um
It's easy for you. You know?
You're a woman.
Well
Yeah, people might say stuff,
but it's not like anyone's gonna
give you the bash. You know?
- Like those guys down at the pub.
- They lay a finger on you,
and I'll give them a
face full of ju-jitsu.
Still.
Doesn't matter.
He's leaving anyway.
Not straight away.
- Ha!
- What?
- Straight.
- (BOTH LAUGH)
(PENSIVE MUSIC)
(MUSIC CONTINUES)
(MUSIC ENDS)
How long you been here?
Slept here.
Writing another bloody note, eh?
About to do another runner.
Nah.
What's it say, then?
It says I'm sorry.
(SNIFFLES)
(SNIFFLES)
Sorry I didn't come back. (SNIFFLES)
VOICE BREAKS: And I did love her.
(SNIFFLES)
Dad, I'm sorry.
(SNIFFLES) You needed me.
And I wasn't there. (SNIFFLES)
(SNIFFLES)
(SNIFFLES)
You know what you said last night
about if
that if you told us
You were right.
We wouldn't have handled it very well.
It's not my world.
I don't understand it. I'm still
trying to get my head around
But maybe
But maybe if you had stayed
(SNIFFLES)
I would have lost you too.
I want you here.
(SNIFFLES)
I want you
here.
ANAHERA WHISPERS IN MĀORI:
(INHALES DEEPLY, EXHALES)
(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)
(BIRDS CHIRP)
What are you doing?
GERALD: It was your mum.
The by-law was her idea.
You should've seen her get going
how we were gonna get the bloody
banks off everybody's back.
You set it up right, and nature
will look after your topsoil.
'We don't need all that debt.'
They wrecked it. They're not mates.
(SCOFFS) We could n
- Sorry we're late.
- Roadworks.
- Hey, we need to go.
- Cool.
Oh! Jem made some scones.
Ooh! Jem!
Thank you.
That's all good.
Wish us luck.
Thank you, son.
(PENSIVE MUSIC)
Mr Davis is not here.
We need to move on.
We can wait a few more minutes.
CURT: Since when are you on their side?
(BOUNCY ELECTRONIC MUSIC)
(THUNDER RUMBLES)
JEM: Long sleeve?
Cheers.
We've got your dad's copy. Jem?
- Jem?
- Oh! Oh!
Uh
Um, so, what are we doing?
I gotta read Dad's
by-law to the council.
Yeah, and then what?
The council votes for a vote.
This is really long. Do
I read the whole thing?
He's reading the official hearing
for the council to vote
on the proposed by-law.
If it's approved, then
it goes on the ballot,
and everyone
the public, gets to vote on
whether it becomes a by-law.
JEM: Oh, it's like, um
CAZ: I don't really get
it either. I just know that
if it doesn't get read at the
meeting today, it's game over.
- Whoa.
- Whoa.
It's really important to Dad.
And for Mum too.
(THUNDER RUMBLES)
COLLEEN RICHTER: There have
been no communications with
Mr Davis with either me or my
office as to his whereabouts.
We're not waiting any longer.
(PERSON COUGHS)
- What's wrong?
- Fuck, I'm not ready.
They'll wanna know who I am.
Motion to strike the reading
of Mr Davis' proposed by-law.
- All in favour.
- I'd like to speak on behalf of Gerald Davis.
If you wish to speak, you must
formally introduce yourself
to the council first.
But everyone already knows who I am.
Ana, the procedures
are there for a reason.
Introduce yourself to
the council, please.
All right.
(SPEAKING MĀORI) Greetings to us all.
Pukehaunui
is my mountain.
Te Awakaha is my river.
My marae is Papatahi.
My ancestor is Te Rū i Wehe
ai te Rangi.
Ngāti Wehewehe is my people.
Ngāti Rūrangi is my tribe.
(INDISTINCT WHISPERING)
Kia ora.
Yeah. Yeah, kia ora.
Gerald Davis has asked
that the motion of
his proposed by-law be
formally read on his behalf.
Ana, darling, unfortunately, I'm
going to have to stop you there.
But Gerald wants to take this to a vote.
Exactly. Mr Davis made the submission,
and so he needs to table the motion.
I have his permission.
OK. I'm afraid that for
submissions to open ballots,
motions can only be made
by petitioners registered
on that submission.
Are you an official member
of the submission committee?
No.
Then I think we're done here.
Mr Davis is welcome.
In fact, he's strongly
encouraged to put his motion
back again, before the
open ballot next year.
HARRY: Next year?
That isn't fair.
Gerald um, Mr Davis,
he's he's in hospital.
And he has our sympathies,
but these are the rules.
Unless Well, in your
situation, this doesn't apply.
Wait. Unless what?
There is an exception
for proxy submissions
by family members. Are you
a member of Mr Davis' family?
(PERSON COUGHS)
I'm family.
And you are?
Caz Davis. I'm Gerald's son.
Well, you are misleading the council.
Mr Davis doesn't have a son.
Yes, he does.
Oh.
Oh, now I recognise you.
(JARRING MUSIC)
(AUDIO DISTORTS)
That's your real name, isn't it?
That's n that's not my name. I'm
Sorry, so you're saying
that you are a transsexual?
I'm transgender.
Ah. So you've had all
of the surgeries, then?
That's none of your business.
I'm here to talk about the by-law only.
Oh, of course. And by all means.
I just need to ensure
that we all have the facts
about the kinds of people
that are behind this by-law,
whether it's grounded in actual science
or whether it's part of an
alternative-lifestyle crowd.
Knowing that Mr Davis is OK with this
well, we can all make up
our own minds, can't we?
I know what you're doing.
I submit this proposed by-law known as
the Rūrangi District Council
phasing out of chemical
fertilisers by 2030.
I do so as son and
proxy of Gerald Davis.
My name is Caz Davis.
(BRONSKI BEAT'S 'SMALLTOWN BOY' PLAYS)
Cry ♪
Cry. ♪
You leave in the morning
with everything you own ♪
in a little ♪
black case. ♪
Alone on the platform, ♪
the wind and the rain on a sad ♪
and lonely face. ♪
Mother would never understand ♪
why you had to leave. ♪
But the answers you seek
will never be found at home. ♪
The love that you need
will never be found at home. ♪
Run away, turn away, ♪
run away, turn away, run away. ♪
Run away, turn away, ♪
run away, turn away, run away. ♪
Pushed around and kicked around, ♪
always a lonely boy. ♪
You were the one that
they'd talk about around town ♪
as they put you down. ♪
And as hard as they would try, ♪
they'd hurt to make you cry. ♪
But you never cried to them, ♪
just to your soul. ♪
No, you never cried to them, ♪
just to your soul. ♪
Run away, turn away, ♪
run away, turn away, run away. ♪
Run away, turn away, ♪
run away, turn away, run away. ♪
Run away, turn away, ♪
run away, turn away, run away. ♪
Run away, turn away, ♪
run away, turn away, run away. ♪
Cry, boy, cry. ♪
Cry, boy, cry. ♪
Cry, boy, cry, boy. ♪
Cry. ♪
Cry, boy, cry, boy. ♪
Cry. ♪
Cry, boy, cry, boy. ♪
Cry. ♪
Cry, boy, cry, boy. ♪
Cry. ♪
Cry, boy, cry, boy. ♪
Cry. ♪
Cry, boy, cry, boy. ♪
Cry. ♪
You leave in the morning
with everything you own ♪
in a little ♪
black case. ♪
Alone on the platform, ♪
the wind and the rain on ♪