Rurangi (2021) s02e01 Episode Script

1
(SERMON IN LATIN)
- Behold, therefore
- (VOICES OVERLAP)
I will gather all thy lovers with
whom thou hast taken pleasure.
I will even gather
them round against thee,
and will discover thy
nakedness unto them.
Though I was their husband,
-
- declareth the Lord
And I will judge thee, as
women that break wedlock.
And he resurrected
himself from the dead.
What is she doing here?
I heard you had wine
and a piano.
She has lain with the basket weaver.
She sleeps
with women.
Oh.
Sometimes she does, yes.
(CHUCKLES)
Were you watching us, Father?
Out!
Out from this house of God!
(LAUGHS MANICALLY)
Out!
(ETHEREAL MUSIC)
(WATER BABBLES)
Caz!
Apple? Or one of Jem's scones?
Oh, Jem's scone, please.
It's disgusting what
people throw in here.
This river used to be a food basket
for my family when I was a kid.
Tuna, watercress, freshwater crays
Now, it's a toilet for the cows.
Do you think these weekly
clean-ups are making a difference?
Of course. But it's the stuff you
can't see that's the most toxic.
The blessing for the housing
estate's this afternoon.
Yeah.
It's not really my thing, eh.
Anahera, it's no wonder that
lot think Māori are extinct.
As mana whenua, we have
to make our presence known.
And if we're lucky, we
might get a sausage sizzle.
I'll see you there.
(WATER BABBLES)
- Thanks for the scone, Jem.
- All good.
(SOFT EERIE MUSIC)
Last on the agenda, the phasing out
of chemical fertilisers by 2030
bylaw from Gerald Davis for
inclusion on next month's open ballot.
All in favour?
Three vo
(OMINOUS MUSIC)
My resignation will be
on your desk by tomorrow.
I'm busy.
(CHATTER)
- Can I have a word?
- Yeah.
The bylaw was voted
through to a public ballot.
Sir Keith, a photo with Mayor Richter?
Of course.
(CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS)
- Agnes. Have you seen Whina?
- I'm doing the prayer.
Thank you, Agnes.
Greetings.
I am Keith Murphy.
Good afternoon, everybody.
Agnes O'Malley has kindly offered
to open proceedings with a Māori prayer.
Rūrangi has a proud, pioneering history,
beginning in 1769,
when Captain Cook literally
put us on the map of the world.
The settlers - forebears of many of us -
- (DISTANT TINNY JINGLE)
- soon follow.
- (VAN EMITS JINGLE)
- The first timber mills were established,
and later, the pastoral paradise
we now call home.
(JINGLE CONTINUES) (WOMAN
SINGS ALONG WITH JINGLE)
Anyone for a colonisation cone?
And we're now celebrating a
fresh new look for our town,
- with Rūrangi's first
- (SCATTERED APPLAUSE)
- Sorry, folks.
- townhouse complex.
We're out of all flavours
today, except vanilla.
- MUTTERS: What is she doing?
- We do, however, have a wide range
of sprinkles smallpox,
environmental degradation,
language suppression and special
surprise sprinkles of the day -
land theft.
Ha! Yummy.
- (DOOR OPENS, SHUTS)
- I couldn't be more proud
to reveal the name of the new complex.
You know, a thriving
forest once stood here.
Mayor Richter, would you
please do the honours?
In honour of one of the
region's founding fathers,
and my ancestor, James Murphy, it
gives me great pleasure to pronounce
- Murphy Meadows
- A new name!
ready for construction.
James Murphy was responsible
for the murder of my ancestors.
- Completely untrue.
- He arrived here with an army.
- He went on a killing spree.
- Let's stick to the facts, Whina.
(CHUCKLES LIGHTLY)
And he stole our land.
We were working in the
fields at the time, unarmed.
Survival of the fittest, love.
So, while you all celebrate today,
remember whose land it is
that you are standing on,
and whose blood was spilt
so that you could be here,
because Māori never
gave any of this
away.
Look, I'm sorry you feel that way,
Whina, but I think you'll find that
this particular block was sold to
council by one of your iwi members.
And this development is a positive move,
creating jobs and Māori will benefit.
He waka eke noa.
We're all in this canoe
together.
Thank you.
(OMINOUS MUSIC BUILDS)
- (TENSE MUSIC)
- RADIO: As if this year of drought,
floods and taxes wasn't enough
Rūrangi may find itself
voting on a new bylaw.
Phasing out chemical
fertilisers and phosphates.
Local dairy farmer Duncan
is on the line with me.
Are you worried Duncan?
Nah, mate. Even if it makes the ballot,
there's no way Rūrangi's
going to vote for it.
Gerald Davis might disagree with you.
(LAUGHS) That man's a
dreamer on a toy farm.
You know as well as I do, farmers
can't give up on phosphates.
That's how we get turnover.
Turnover is how we make a living
from the milk. End of story.
No, your dad can't eat this.
Gerald's had a hip replacement,
not a mouth replacement.
He's on blood thinners. He needs
to avoid foods high in vitamin K.
Thanks for staying with him.
I would, but things are still
Well, your dad's been good to me.
I still can't believe you're back.
Guess you're missing Auckland?
Yeah, a bit.
WHISPERS: It's definitely
him. Go and say something.
So what happens if it turns
out you really like farming?
Excuse me, Mr Davis.
Hi. I'm Seth. You don't know me.
I'm Caz. This is Jem.
- Hey.
- Hello.
I just We just
wanted to say well done.
What did I do?
You stood up to all those
transphobes at the council.
There's this cool TikTok.
They bleep out your dead name.
So, anyway, we got to go.
See ya.
Bye.
Can I have your autograph?
Reckon there's paparazzi in the carpark?
They'll be for me, eh?
(PENSIVE MUSIC)
Do you think it's any easier
growing up here these days?
Oh, it wasn't so bad, was it?
What about the old Valiant?
Oh, pushing it down the driveway
so Mum and Dad couldn't hear us.
Doing doughnuts at the
dump. Like superheroes.
- Yeah. It was pretty fun.
- (CAT MEOWS)
Oh, Jesus on a fucking bicycle.
Where's your walker, Dad?
You can take that thing
back to the hospital.
- But you're supposed to
- Give it to someone who needs it.
The tree in the southern
paddock's finally come down.
Is this you asking me to
do something about the tree?
Well, your wages went through last
night, so, yeah, I suppose it is.
- (KNOCK ON DOOR)
- I'll get it.
Me own flesh and blood working the farm.
- I never thought I'd see the day.
- Yeah, yeah.
JEM IN THE DISTANCE:
He's in the kitchen.
Ah, Rob.
- Gerald. (CLEARS THROAT)
- Gidday.
These are for you.
Um Justine and Rick's farm.
I bought it. The house, too.
Got a lot to unpack, still, so
Hey, uh, no one said
anything to me about it.
Yeah, well, I'm telling you now
and I got you some
gidday, neighbour' beers.
I'll take those.
Why don't we sit down
and talk about it, eh?
Rick told you about my beehives?
Yeah. Like I said, I
got a lot of unpacking
- And the 20m zone?
- Sorry?
You can't spray any
chemicals on your property
- within 20m of our shared boundary.
- (CLICKS TONGUE)
Yeah, Rick did mention that.
Right. Well, there you go.
Yeah. He said it was all
done over a handshake, so
Enjoy the beersies.
Rob.
Rob! (DOOR SHUTS)
(EASY-GOING MUSIC)
(CHAINSAW WHIRRS)
(SOUND DISTORTS)
Oh, I'm knackered.
Oi. Beer o'clock.
- Still got a bit to do.
- Yeah, I'm good. Done.
I guess we can finish
after milking tomorrow.
So
milking.
Well, this is an organic dairy farm.
No, I'm just saying,
who do you reckon the first
person was that was like,
Look at that animal. I want
to squeeze the milk out of it.'
(GENTLE, BRIGHT MUSIC)
How's the new farmhand
going? He's a bit of a babe.
- Don't.
- You think he'll stick around?
Doubt it. Rūrangi's
way too small for him.
I still want to know why he came back.
I came back because I
missed my awesome friends.
What's this quiz night like at the pub?
Oh, Gerald's not gonna
be able to make it, so
There you are.
You haven't got back to me about
our moko wānanga. You coming?
- You getting your moko done?
- N No, no. Not me.
- Not yet.
- Uh, Whina is, though.
It's never too late. Coming
to the marae tomorrow?
(SIGHS) I'm working.
No you're not. It's your day off.
SOFTLY: Oh
Please come, bub.
What your nan did? It's all in the past.
See you tomorrow.
What did your nan do?
She did the best she
could, is what she did.
(MYSTICAL MUSIC)
(MUSIC DISTORTS, INTENSIFIES)
(THUNDER CRACKS)
(EERIE MUSIC)
(BASSY MUSIC PLAYS QUIETLY)
He kotakota rīwai ēnei.
- Kotakota rīwai means chips.
- Choice.
We need to speak our
language to keep it alive.
Brave.
- What's going on there?
- She steals from my shop.
I've caught her red-handed.
And a few weeks ago, she called
Anahera a plastic Māori.
You've always been a
bit of a weirdo magnet.
- Are we ready for the final round?
- (ALL CHEER, SMACK TABLES)
Ooh, yeah.
All right. First, bonus points for
anyone who can mansplain to me, uh,
this anti-phosphate bylaw
in five words or less.
(SNORES)
Oh, it's a bylaw, love. Means
you've got to be a gay to vote.
Oh, we've got a team of
experts here, though, eh?
I I'm not gay.
Hey, Rob. Can you tell
us why being gay is funny?
Oh, no, no, no. No need to
be touchy. It's a joke, OK?
(MUFFLED MUSIC PLAYS)
How can I come out if I don't
even know what to come out as?
And if he's leaving, is there even
any point? I mean, it's Rūrangi.
- You heard them in there.
- Jem,
whatever you do,
make sure you do it for yourself.
Not for Caz,
not for Rūrangi.
You do you.
(MUSIC BLARES)
Agnes, can we get some
more chips over here?
Hello? I'm off-duty.
DRUNKENLY: OK, so, currently in
first place, we have The Udders.
(TABLE CHEERS)
Yay.
In second place, we have Butter Me Up.
(SCATTERED CHEERS)
- Who came up with the name?
- I did.
I like it.
And in joint last, we have
Milk Manly and Holy Cow.
(CHEERS, APPLAUSE)
Ay. But we all know you're just
here for the beersies, boys.
(SCATTERED LAUGHTER)
OK, next question. (CLEARS THROAT)
Who scored the most tries
for our boys in black
over the last three rugby seasons?
(SOUND DISTORTS)
The question may or may not have
something to do with next week's
screening of a community documentary.
- WHISPERS: Ainofo.
- WHISPERS: Andy Ainofo.
Caz.
(DISTORTION INTENSIFIES)
VOICE OVERLAPS: That's
the bloody answer.
(SNAP! SNAP!)
(SNAP!)
- (DISTORTION STOPS ABRUPTLY)
- Give me the bloody pen.
DISTANTLY: Oi, Bunting, put
your phone away, you cheat.
He's been on my case
about whether I'm staying.
And you're surprised?
Jem's mum left him. His dad was
a pisshead, then he buggered off.
You know the story.
Guess I left him, too.
(CELLPHONE RINGS)
Hey, Louise.
What?
No, no, no. I'm home.
(SIGHS) OK.
That was Louise. Someone's having
a party at the bloody op shop.
(MUFFLED MUSIC PLAYS)
No cars outside.
BOTH: Shit.
- Good song.
- It's not even funny.
Bitch, I ain't the one ♪
He don't want luh-luh-love ♪
He just wanna fuh-fuh, ow ♪
Little vacation, drip until we naked ♪
Turn that music off.
No! Put my nan's slide projector
down and turn that music off, now!
(MUSIC STOPS ABRUPTLY)
- Who's this?
- My friend Taylor.
- Shit.
- You forgot to lock up.
You said I could try
stuff on any time I wanted.
Yeah. Not when we're closed.
And this. This is my nan's
Princess Di commemoration plate.
- Um, Princess Di, as in
- Yeah, from Drag Race.
She does merch.
Caz,
take them home.
Is there someone at home
that can pick you up?
- No. No one.
- The keys are in the car.
Nah. There needs to be two
adults travelling with them.
We're not in Auckland, Mr Youth Worker.
Um, Seth's got a car.
- Not Seth. His car's
- Is it unsafe?
It's haunted by the ghost of his
dead grandmother. Does that count?
No. And does Seth have his full licence?
He actually doesn't. So I guess
you have to drive us back, Mr Davis.
So, you're out to everyone now?
Pretty much. Out as trans, out as gay.
Out as lactose intolerant.
Lactose intolerant. Oh
my God. How shocking.
Actually, I don't know
if Dad knows I'm gay.
But, yeah, he's he's still learning.
- He's getting there.
- That gives me hope.
Her mum and dad are still
learning. Mine too, I guess.
Hey, what, um, pronouns do you use?
- I'm still kind of figuring out.
- Yeah. All good.
- You OK if I use they/them?
- Yeah.
Hey, will you come talk to our group?
- You have a group?
- Rainbow Feather Splash Pattern.
I named it.
(CAR HORN BEEPS)
- Oh my God.
- Hope you like classical music.
('IN THE HALL OF THE
MOUNTAIN KING' BLARES)
- Hey, Mr Davis.
- What did I tell you on the phone?
It's Hall of the Mountain King.
You literally can't stop
it once it starts going.
Bet I can. Get in the back.
(MUSIC STOPS ABRUPTLY)
(EERIE MUSIC)
(CRICKETS CHIRP)
(CHUCKLES)
(OMINOUS MUSIC)
(ETHEREAL SYNTH MUSIC)
(CAR BEEPS, UNLOCKS)
(SYNTH MUSIC INTENSIFIES)
Wayne, come and have a
look at this. It's amazing.
(DISTANT RUMBLE)
(RUMBLE INTENSIFIES)
It's all right. Just
keep your head down.
(WET SQUELCHING, BUBBLING)
(FUNKY DARK SYNTH MUSIC)