Upright (2019) s02e03 Episode Script
Bananas
1
Sorry, baby,
I don't care for ♪
We have agreed to let her fly over.
I swear, we will cancel the trip.
You can't do that.
They might be interested
in what Avery thinks
about you with Mary Doyle.
You are such a child sometimes!
(knock at the door)
No!
Hey, dickhead.
That's mum. She's been in
Queensland this whole time.
You can't show up after four years
and just expect me to hop on
a plane with you.
Brisbane, here we come.
Hello. I'm Kaylee.
That's you.
Linda was really unwell
when I met her.
(baby cries)
Oh, my god!
Oh, f
I'm Jaxon, with an X.
I'm 17 and I live in Karingunna.
Of course I'm fucking pregnant.
I'm 17 and I live in Karingunna.
Of course I'm fucking pregnant.
Holy shit.
Lucky, what about Cairns?
Just stop.
My life is falling apart.
I'm begging you.
Come on, for old times' sake.
That is not the sell you think it is.
Mmm ♪
Don't lie to me, woman ♪
(woman) Oi!
Mikey Mike.
(loud talking and laughing)
Mikey!
Mikey Mike, Mikey Mike.
(slurring) Here, Mikey Mike.
I want another drink.
(smash)
(man) Whoo, hey!
(woman) Ooh!
I broke it.
(Bartender Mike) Jesus Linda!
(Linda) Sorry, Mikey.
I don't think you need another drink,
sweetie.
What you need Don't tell me
I have to have water.
Water can suck my dick.
I could not agree more, darl.
Ooh-ooh.
You got 40 bucks on ya?
(Linda exhales)
What's your name, lovely man?
What's your name, lovely man?
You can call me Duncan.
(bank notes rustle)
What's your real name?
Duncan.
(patrons talking loudly
in background)
(Linda) Don't you fuckin' touch me!
What do you think you are,
fuckin' God's gift or something?
You fucking
Settle down.
Fuck head!
Eugh!
(thump)
(onlookers) Whoa!
(birds caw)
(Lucky) I used to work there.
Oh. Topless barmaid?
(Lucky chuckles)
No, I was actually a DJ.
"DJ Lucky."
Bet that was fuckin' cool as.
Actually "DJ Lock"
and I was incredibly cool.
Mm-hm.
I used to live just round the back
with this drug-dealing plumber
and a dish-pig with a trust fund.
Mm.
Good times.
Hey.
Even if you weren't pregnant
this'd be a stupid habit.
Mmm. It's not a habit,
it's a choice.
Mmm. It's not a habit,
it's a choice.
(clicking)
Can I have it?
That's even stupider.
(Jaxon) Jesus, Meg.
Come on, it's our turn.
It's my turn, OK?
You stay with DJ Lock.
Maybe you can like,
drop a banger or whatever.
DJ, eh?
Cool.
(woman) Sexually active?
Really?
Yes, really.
Are you?
Yes.
Oh, good on ya. Hashtag-me-too.
When was your last period?
Um
Shit like, a couple of months ago.
A couple? You mean two?
Yeah, a couple.
Sweet vag.
Would you know who the father is?
He's not the father. You can't be
a father to a clump of cells.
Well, let's have a look, shall we?
Well, let's have a look, shall we?
Up you pop.
Better get a fucking
lollipop after this.
And then my Aussie grandad,
who I barely even knew,
he passed away and
left the farm to Mum,
so yeah, we just packed up
and moved.
I was like, 14 at the time
or something
and I'd only been to
Australia once before.
Bro, it was hell, eh,
when we first got here
(message received beep)
Everyone just keep giving me
and my dad shit
about our accents and whatever
but then I started playing seniors
when I was 15 and a half
and, you know, that shut them up
a little bit.
But anyway, yeah, I only knew Meg
as this angry chick
the year below me at school,
who only showed up half the time.
(message sent beep)
Then she started working
Saturdays at the bakery
and she was actually funny as.
(keys click)
You should just call her.
Thank you, Jaxon.
Got kids?
(message sent beep)
Nieces and nephews.
Oh, true? How many?
(message received beep)
One.
One nieces and nephew?
Yes.
OK.
(Jaxon breathes deeply)
OK.
(Jaxon breathes deeply)
You want to?
(message sent beep)
What?
Have kids?
What, with you?
Oh!
Nah, nah.
(message received beep)
(foetus' heart beats rhythmically)
(doctor) OK. You can pop down now
if you like.
So, Megan,
you're about nine weeks pregnant.
Do you understand?
It's a healthy foetus.
You're a healthy young woman.
There's no reason why
this wouldn't be a healthy baby.
I'm happy to schedule a termination
if you're sure that's what you want.
But because it is not
a medical emergency,
the soonest I can get you on the list
is four days away.
So, take that time to have a think.
Talk to your loved ones.
Talk to your mum.
Talk to your loved ones.
Talk to your mum.
(little scoff)
(approaching footsteps)
(Jaxon) Meg. Yo, Meg!
You gonna unlock it or
(car beeps unlocked)
How did it go?
(Meg whistles)
You can piss off now, Jaxon.
What?
OK. Look, I'm really grateful
that you're concerned about me,
and you're a really nice guy
but you can go back to 'Gunna now.
But I just
I know. I know. OK?
And I appreciate it. It's just
I'm here to look for my mum.
And I don't need the fucking drama.
Hey?
Airport please, mate.
Airport please, mate.
Can we at least talk ab
Come on.
You're in a rush to get back
to your stupid life, remember?
(loud grinding music
plays over system)
That's annoying.
Do you wanna talk about it?
Yeah, I do.
You shouldn't change the volume
on someone else's music.
(music becomes louder)
Look at the fucking road.
(music becomes softer)
You are so annoying.
OK, fine. Fine. Whatever.
I'm nine weeks pregnant
and she's happy to kill it for me
but I've gotta wait four days.
OK?
OK.
Mm-hm.
OK, when we get back to Sydney,
I'll (phone rings)
OK, when we get back to Sydney,
I'll (phone rings)
(phone continues to ring)
Does he know?
(Scoffs) Yeah, like I'm totally
going to tell my dad
about my awesome teen pregnancy.
We could like, draw up
an abortion plan together.
You know, I could have it in a pool.
Jesus, you are bleak.
I'll name it Abe.
Short for Abe-bortion.
Fuck!
You know they have a heartbeat?
Yeah, from like, six weeks.
What the fuck is that about?
Amazing.
Fucking gross.
I've got two hearts in me.
Where did you put the
Where's the jerky?
(bag rustles)
How long we got to go?
How long we got to go?
Hey, Siri
(computer beeps)
How far is it to Barney and Barb's
Banana and Llama Farm?
(Siri) Barney and Barb's
Banana and Llama Farm
is approximately 87 kilometres away.
(toy squeaks)
(bell dings and toy squeaks)
(bell stops)
They're actually alpacas
but llamas sell better.
(chuckles)
It's the rhyme, Barn says.
The bananas are definitely
bananas though, so no dramas there.
Oh, you're wanting a tour.
Oh, no.
No.
Actually, we're looking for someone
who might have worked here
a very long time ago.
Linda Johnson.
Eight or nine years ago.
We get a lot of workers through,
darl, but
Barn!
Barney!
(Barn) Oh, yeah, I'm coming.
That's her on the left.
Yeah, right.
Hey, Barn, is that, um
Isn't that, um
Hey, Barn, is that, um
Isn't that, um
Oh, yeah.
What was her name?
It wasn't Linda, was it?
Yeah, no, not Linda.
Yeah, no. Manda.
Oh, of course.
Manda. Yes.
But Well, yes,
we do remember her.
Yeah. Afraid we do, rather.
So, how do you know her?
Oh, I don't.
She's my mum.
She didn't say anything about kids.
We didn't know she had kids.
She was a Um
She
(Barb makes nervous sounds)
Smoothie?
(alpaca hums)
She'd be fine for a bit
then go into Cairns for a night
with the pickers and disappear
(chuckles)
for days sometimes.
Days. Yeah, I told Barb
we ought to get rid of her
But I thought she was on the right
track but then one day after about,
what would it have been?
About four.
Three or
Four or five months.
..four months she just
Poof. Emptied the till
and that was that.
Poof.
Poof.
Broke Barb's heart.
Did a bit.
It wasn't the money, really.
I mean, I knew she had troubles
but I just
I don't know.
I thought we were helping.
She ran the canteen
the last couple of months.
So creative.
Barn was rather partial
to her parmigiana.
Oh, I loved her parmi.
And before that
there was only the schnitty.
She came along and revolutionised
everything with the parmigiana.
What's the difference between
a schnitty and a parmigiana?
Well, the parmi's just
got your tomato
and then it's got your
ham and cheese on top of it.
Oh, jeez!
That's been there so long
I've stopped seeing it. Of course!
Manda made those things,
didn't she, Barn? Oh, sorry. Linda.
Can I Do you mind?
No, here, allow me.
You should keep it.
(tinkling)
We have one at home.
It's really clever.
Mmm.
Didn't know she made them.
(gasps)
Are you alright?
Mm. Yep, I'm OK.
I just shouldn't have (gags)
I shouldn't have had all that jerky.
(Meg vomits)
Oh!
Eugh!
(Meg continues to vomit)
(Meg splutters)
(animals bleat and hum)
(beep of car unlocking)
There you go, son.
Oh, no, no. We're fine for bananas.
I've got the undies and the hat.
Full of magnesium.
Good for your nausea.
And the potassium
stops you feeling angry.
Ten bucks, thanks.
Honestly, you're saving
about 20 bucks right there.
Only if I was planning on
popping to the supermarket
and buying 80 bananas.
Exactly.
And buying 80 bananas.
Exactly.
Thanks.
Aw! Come here. Give us a hug, darl.
Thank you for this.
Um You said that she would
like to go out on the town.
Do know where she went?
Oh, I suppose the Grand View Hotel.
Right, Barn?
They used to do eight-buck steaks
of a Friday.
But it's changed owners now.
It's all just NRL and pokies.
You know the Grand View?
No.
Yeah. I know the Grand View.
Ahh, good-oh.
Thank you.
Thanks, Barb. Thanks, Barn.
(car beeps)
Enjoy those nanies.
Oh, dear.
(edgy music)
(car doors shut)
Come on.
(car engine starts)
Yeah.
Yeah, Dunc, it's Carl, mate.
Yeah, nuh, all good. Yeah.
You won't fuckin' believe who just
showed up here at Barb and Barn's.
(Meg) When I was little,
I used to think,
imagine if everyone
was leaving like,
a trail of like,
coloured ink or whatever.
A trail of like,
coloured ink or whatever.
And you could take
a satellite photo of the earth
and see where everyone
has been their whole lives.
Like, all the times you were just
around the corner from a celebrity,
or all the times
you walked past a murderer,
or when you like,
bumped into someone
that you later became friends with.
And the bit between
your bedroom and the bathroom
was just like this dark splodge.
And me driving away from
Karingunna four years ago
and you from Sydney,
and our trails
getting closer and closer
and closer and then
(screech and crash)
And then our lines
became one line for a while.
Maybe a new colour while they mixed.
And then, you know, we
Or, OK, what if
elements left trails?
Mm-hm.
And you could see where like,
a magnesium in one of those bananas
had been like, starting at
the Big Bang or whatever
and ending up in a hire car
with a hairy old dude
and a pregnant fuck-up.
You reckon it's disappointed?
Are you disappointed, bananas?
We're going to the airport, Meg.
She went to the Grand View Hotel.
You could have met her.
But I didn't.
We're getting closer, Lucky.
They said she might have gone
to the Grand View Hotel years ago
and that it's changed owners.
You heard her.
Whatever.
You go back to Sydney. Mmm?
Mate, I'm not leaving you here
by yourself.
(scoffs) You don't get
to tell me what to do, mate.
Well, someone has to.
I just I I
Well, someone has to.
I just I I
I think you're a little bit
in denial, actually about
(Meg turns up volume
of grinding music)
Honestly
I don't think you're dealing
with being pregnant at all
and I don't think you get that
Mmm. I don't think you get that
your mum is probably
I mean, she changed her name
everywhere she went.
You have to face up to the fact
Oh, my god! Can you hear yourself?
You are such
a hypocritical fuck-stain!
You reckon
I'm not facing up to shit?
Where's your daughter, Lucky?
I'm trying to get home to see her.
Don't shout at me!
I'm not shouting.
You started shouting at me.
It's a red light, Lucky.
Yeah, yeah.
Are you gonna stop?
(tyres screech)
I can see it. What the?
Don't get out of the car.
Meg.
Hey, hey, hey. Come on.
I'm sorry, OK?
No.
(car horns toot)
Look, go away. I'm not your problem.
Just get in the car.
What are you doing? Don't touch me!
(horns blare)
Help!
What's going on?
(horns blare)
The hell is wrong with you?
(man) You right, love?
Yes. Thank you, mate.
(woman in car) Get off the road,
dickhead. Hurry up!
Eugh!
Eugh!
(tyres screech)
(ship's horn sounds)
(indistinct chatter)
You can't eat that in here. Sorry.
Oh. Um Can I get a lemonade?
Do you know this lady?
No. Sorry. I'm not a local.
Has anyone worked here
for a long time?
I think the manager's
been here six months.
Thank you.
(jet engines whine)
(edgy music)
(keys clatter into box)
Hello. Could I get a drink in here?
This place used to be pumpin'.
(bartender) What'll you have?
Draft, thanks.
Now it's like
a hospital waiting room.
(beer pours)
I'm Duncan.
(voice message beeps) This is Meg.
Don't leave a message, obviously.
You're still here.
Oh, hey. Yeah,
there's only one flight a day.
Boarding soon though.
Where's Meg?
She told me to fuck off.
She'll do that.
She's planning on having it,
by the way.
The abortion, I mean. Sorry.
Oh. Right.
Phew.
I knew she would.
I just didn't want her to have to
do it by herself, you know.
(announcer) Flight BH959
to Bourke is now boarding.
You know, it's not like we were
going to be together anyways.
Meg, man, her brain is
just fierce as. You know?
She needs, I don't know,
someone to wrestle with, I guess.
That's not me.
Anyways
Chur ma bro.
Take care, Jaxon.
(indistinct announcement)
Pick up, Meg.
(phone vibrates)
So, where's your boyfriend?
I don't have a boyfriend.
Well, your sugar daddy then.
Your bloody special uncle.
Whatever he is.
Where's Lock?
The bloody guy you were with today
at Barn and Barb's. Where is he?
I don't know.
I don't really care.
(phone rings)
Hi, Ave. I'm
(Avery) Please tell me
you're at the airport.
Yeah, I'm at the airport.
I'm gonna be in Sydney by seven.
Do you even realise that what you
do actually affects other people?
I know. I'm sorry. We had this
whole drama at a llama farm.
How am I supposed to explain
a pregnant teenager to myself,
let alone my mum?
Wait, did you say llama?
They were actually alpacas.
No, I'm sorry, I am coming. I
promise. I'm literally boarding now.
Well, what's your flight number?
I'll come pick you up.
Lucky Hold on, Ave.
I'm gonna call you back.
Lucky Hold on, Ave.
I'm gonna call you back.
Whoa! Hey, man.
Sorry. Where did you get that?
Oh. I got it in Cuba.
Hey, I got a tatt too. Check it.
Wow.
Wow, that is a brave choice.
I meant the little dangling thing.
Oh. This is from
a little market at a stall
Was it in Queensland? Yeah,
definitely it was in Queensland.
A little town on the coast.
What was the name of it?
How far up north?
There was this guy selling
these wicked little
Dutch pancake thingies.
Um, profiteroles. No.
What was the town called?
It's on the tip of my tongue, it is.
Poffertjes! Yeah.
It would really mean a lot to me
if you could remember
the name of the place.
OK. A, B, B, C, C, D, D, D,
E, F, G
(airline staff)
Your boarding pass, please.
Gun, gun, gun Gungardie! Yeah.
Sir?
Most def.
(airline staff)
Your boarding pass, please.
I think.
Your boarding pass, please?
(suspenseful music)
Can't trust anybody these days.
(chuckles)
(Meg gives a fake chuckle)
But Carl, who is
a real friend, told me
you were probably heading here
and lo and behold, here you are.
You were probably heading here
and lo and behold, here you are.
Lo and behold?
Yeah.
It's what you say.
Has to be both of them?
Can't just be "lo"?
I just need to know where he is.
I told you, Lucky's gone.
He'll be on a plane now.
(car key jangles)
(keys rattle)
(Lucky strains)
What did he do to you anyway?
He betrayed me.
He nicked my car and he bolted
and he left me to face
the consequences of his
Do you want some pork scratching?
I wanna get some pork scratching.
Hey, could we get some
pork scratching, please?
Dos. And another Draft and
What's that?
Lemonade.
I'll get these.
Oh, thank you.
I'll get these.
Oh, thank you.
And I paid the price for his actions
because that's loyalty.
Mm-hm.
And because he took too long
to get the bloody bag up.
(laughs)
Sorry.
(phone vibrates)
(phone dialling)
Who was that?
Ahh, it was just my mum.
(phone rings)
Hello?
(Meg) Told you, Lucky's on a plane.
What if I don't believe you?
I don't give a shit
if you don't believe me. He's gone.
Hello? Meg?
And I'm, fuckin'
I'm fuckin' glad he's gone
'cause not only is he a traitor
(Lucky, faintly) Hello?
Just like you say, Duncan,
he also never knows when to shut up.
I'm always like
Meg!
Lucky, just shut up sometimes, man.
Just know when it's your turn to
shut your big fuckin' mouth.
And listen sometimes.
You know what I mean, Duncan?
Yeah. What a prick.
Oh, fuck!
We were mates, you know.
We were housemates.
But he always thought
he was better than everyone else,
even though he was
a total screw-up himself.
Fuckin' totes!
And was he a shit DJ?
Fuckin' totes!
And was he a shit DJ?
I reckon it must have been
a really shit DJ.
What? No.
He was an awesome DJ.
I was a fuckin' awesome DJ.
That's weird 'cause you know,
he's got such shit taste in music.
And he's also like, 60 or something.
I don't know about any of that.
All I know is,
if I get a hold of him,
I swear I'm gonna,
I'm gonna bloody
hold him accountable.
Whoa. Hold him accountable.
Yeah! White guys like him think
they can do anything they want.
What are you gonna do about it?
I was thinking maybe I'd kill him.
Or get him to apologise
through some kind of mediation.
Or maybe really like, maim him with
a knife or something or a drill.
Yeah. There's just something
maimable about his face,
isn't there?
Yes. I dunno.
He also never texts you
with the details of his plans.
So, to know where the fuck he is.
If I were you,
I'd just fuck him up.
And
And dump him out the front
of the medical centre.
What's going on?
What do you mean?
What's going on?
What do you mean?
Give me your phone.
I'm not gonna give you
my fucking phone. Wait. Fuck!
Get the f
Who is this? Who is it?
Hello? Who's this?
(bartender) Oi! No fighting.
Eugh!
(tyres screech)
Let's pretend ♪
Drive. Go. Go. Go!
Like we've done
this all before ♪
You come back here now!
So much wilderness
to go and explore ♪
Really? Maimable?
Yeah, well
(Lucky chuckles)
Where are we going?
We are going north to Gungardie.
Why?
'Cause I'm a fucking idiot,
I suppose.
Yep.
Hey!
It stinks of bananas in here.
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Are you down to ride? ♪
Are you down to ride? ♪
Out these long days
and dark nights ♪
All for one more sunrise ♪
Let's be real ♪
You don't get no second chance ♪
No time to rehearse ♪
You just gotta do the dance ♪
This is it ♪
This is what you were made to be ♪
Yeah it might seem strange to you ♪
It's as strange as hell to me ♪
Yeah, I'm down to ride
Yeah, I'm down to ride ♪
Yeah, I'm down to ride
Yeah, I'm down to ride ♪
Yeah, I'm down to ride
Yeah, I'm down to ride ♪
Out these long days
and dark nights ♪
All for one more sunrise ♪
This is no rehearsal ♪
We've got a foundation to lay ♪
And this is universal ♪
We're all making our way
through these long nights ♪
Sorry, baby,
I don't care for ♪
We have agreed to let her fly over.
I swear, we will cancel the trip.
You can't do that.
They might be interested
in what Avery thinks
about you with Mary Doyle.
You are such a child sometimes!
(knock at the door)
No!
Hey, dickhead.
That's mum. She's been in
Queensland this whole time.
You can't show up after four years
and just expect me to hop on
a plane with you.
Brisbane, here we come.
Hello. I'm Kaylee.
That's you.
Linda was really unwell
when I met her.
(baby cries)
Oh, my god!
Oh, f
I'm Jaxon, with an X.
I'm 17 and I live in Karingunna.
Of course I'm fucking pregnant.
I'm 17 and I live in Karingunna.
Of course I'm fucking pregnant.
Holy shit.
Lucky, what about Cairns?
Just stop.
My life is falling apart.
I'm begging you.
Come on, for old times' sake.
That is not the sell you think it is.
Mmm ♪
Don't lie to me, woman ♪
(woman) Oi!
Mikey Mike.
(loud talking and laughing)
Mikey!
Mikey Mike, Mikey Mike.
(slurring) Here, Mikey Mike.
I want another drink.
(smash)
(man) Whoo, hey!
(woman) Ooh!
I broke it.
(Bartender Mike) Jesus Linda!
(Linda) Sorry, Mikey.
I don't think you need another drink,
sweetie.
What you need Don't tell me
I have to have water.
Water can suck my dick.
I could not agree more, darl.
Ooh-ooh.
You got 40 bucks on ya?
(Linda exhales)
What's your name, lovely man?
What's your name, lovely man?
You can call me Duncan.
(bank notes rustle)
What's your real name?
Duncan.
(patrons talking loudly
in background)
(Linda) Don't you fuckin' touch me!
What do you think you are,
fuckin' God's gift or something?
You fucking
Settle down.
Fuck head!
Eugh!
(thump)
(onlookers) Whoa!
(birds caw)
(Lucky) I used to work there.
Oh. Topless barmaid?
(Lucky chuckles)
No, I was actually a DJ.
"DJ Lucky."
Bet that was fuckin' cool as.
Actually "DJ Lock"
and I was incredibly cool.
Mm-hm.
I used to live just round the back
with this drug-dealing plumber
and a dish-pig with a trust fund.
Mm.
Good times.
Hey.
Even if you weren't pregnant
this'd be a stupid habit.
Mmm. It's not a habit,
it's a choice.
Mmm. It's not a habit,
it's a choice.
(clicking)
Can I have it?
That's even stupider.
(Jaxon) Jesus, Meg.
Come on, it's our turn.
It's my turn, OK?
You stay with DJ Lock.
Maybe you can like,
drop a banger or whatever.
DJ, eh?
Cool.
(woman) Sexually active?
Really?
Yes, really.
Are you?
Yes.
Oh, good on ya. Hashtag-me-too.
When was your last period?
Um
Shit like, a couple of months ago.
A couple? You mean two?
Yeah, a couple.
Sweet vag.
Would you know who the father is?
He's not the father. You can't be
a father to a clump of cells.
Well, let's have a look, shall we?
Well, let's have a look, shall we?
Up you pop.
Better get a fucking
lollipop after this.
And then my Aussie grandad,
who I barely even knew,
he passed away and
left the farm to Mum,
so yeah, we just packed up
and moved.
I was like, 14 at the time
or something
and I'd only been to
Australia once before.
Bro, it was hell, eh,
when we first got here
(message received beep)
Everyone just keep giving me
and my dad shit
about our accents and whatever
but then I started playing seniors
when I was 15 and a half
and, you know, that shut them up
a little bit.
But anyway, yeah, I only knew Meg
as this angry chick
the year below me at school,
who only showed up half the time.
(message sent beep)
Then she started working
Saturdays at the bakery
and she was actually funny as.
(keys click)
You should just call her.
Thank you, Jaxon.
Got kids?
(message sent beep)
Nieces and nephews.
Oh, true? How many?
(message received beep)
One.
One nieces and nephew?
Yes.
OK.
(Jaxon breathes deeply)
OK.
(Jaxon breathes deeply)
You want to?
(message sent beep)
What?
Have kids?
What, with you?
Oh!
Nah, nah.
(message received beep)
(foetus' heart beats rhythmically)
(doctor) OK. You can pop down now
if you like.
So, Megan,
you're about nine weeks pregnant.
Do you understand?
It's a healthy foetus.
You're a healthy young woman.
There's no reason why
this wouldn't be a healthy baby.
I'm happy to schedule a termination
if you're sure that's what you want.
But because it is not
a medical emergency,
the soonest I can get you on the list
is four days away.
So, take that time to have a think.
Talk to your loved ones.
Talk to your mum.
Talk to your loved ones.
Talk to your mum.
(little scoff)
(approaching footsteps)
(Jaxon) Meg. Yo, Meg!
You gonna unlock it or
(car beeps unlocked)
How did it go?
(Meg whistles)
You can piss off now, Jaxon.
What?
OK. Look, I'm really grateful
that you're concerned about me,
and you're a really nice guy
but you can go back to 'Gunna now.
But I just
I know. I know. OK?
And I appreciate it. It's just
I'm here to look for my mum.
And I don't need the fucking drama.
Hey?
Airport please, mate.
Airport please, mate.
Can we at least talk ab
Come on.
You're in a rush to get back
to your stupid life, remember?
(loud grinding music
plays over system)
That's annoying.
Do you wanna talk about it?
Yeah, I do.
You shouldn't change the volume
on someone else's music.
(music becomes louder)
Look at the fucking road.
(music becomes softer)
You are so annoying.
OK, fine. Fine. Whatever.
I'm nine weeks pregnant
and she's happy to kill it for me
but I've gotta wait four days.
OK?
OK.
Mm-hm.
OK, when we get back to Sydney,
I'll (phone rings)
OK, when we get back to Sydney,
I'll (phone rings)
(phone continues to ring)
Does he know?
(Scoffs) Yeah, like I'm totally
going to tell my dad
about my awesome teen pregnancy.
We could like, draw up
an abortion plan together.
You know, I could have it in a pool.
Jesus, you are bleak.
I'll name it Abe.
Short for Abe-bortion.
Fuck!
You know they have a heartbeat?
Yeah, from like, six weeks.
What the fuck is that about?
Amazing.
Fucking gross.
I've got two hearts in me.
Where did you put the
Where's the jerky?
(bag rustles)
How long we got to go?
How long we got to go?
Hey, Siri
(computer beeps)
How far is it to Barney and Barb's
Banana and Llama Farm?
(Siri) Barney and Barb's
Banana and Llama Farm
is approximately 87 kilometres away.
(toy squeaks)
(bell dings and toy squeaks)
(bell stops)
They're actually alpacas
but llamas sell better.
(chuckles)
It's the rhyme, Barn says.
The bananas are definitely
bananas though, so no dramas there.
Oh, you're wanting a tour.
Oh, no.
No.
Actually, we're looking for someone
who might have worked here
a very long time ago.
Linda Johnson.
Eight or nine years ago.
We get a lot of workers through,
darl, but
Barn!
Barney!
(Barn) Oh, yeah, I'm coming.
That's her on the left.
Yeah, right.
Hey, Barn, is that, um
Isn't that, um
Hey, Barn, is that, um
Isn't that, um
Oh, yeah.
What was her name?
It wasn't Linda, was it?
Yeah, no, not Linda.
Yeah, no. Manda.
Oh, of course.
Manda. Yes.
But Well, yes,
we do remember her.
Yeah. Afraid we do, rather.
So, how do you know her?
Oh, I don't.
She's my mum.
She didn't say anything about kids.
We didn't know she had kids.
She was a Um
She
(Barb makes nervous sounds)
Smoothie?
(alpaca hums)
She'd be fine for a bit
then go into Cairns for a night
with the pickers and disappear
(chuckles)
for days sometimes.
Days. Yeah, I told Barb
we ought to get rid of her
But I thought she was on the right
track but then one day after about,
what would it have been?
About four.
Three or
Four or five months.
..four months she just
Poof. Emptied the till
and that was that.
Poof.
Poof.
Broke Barb's heart.
Did a bit.
It wasn't the money, really.
I mean, I knew she had troubles
but I just
I don't know.
I thought we were helping.
She ran the canteen
the last couple of months.
So creative.
Barn was rather partial
to her parmigiana.
Oh, I loved her parmi.
And before that
there was only the schnitty.
She came along and revolutionised
everything with the parmigiana.
What's the difference between
a schnitty and a parmigiana?
Well, the parmi's just
got your tomato
and then it's got your
ham and cheese on top of it.
Oh, jeez!
That's been there so long
I've stopped seeing it. Of course!
Manda made those things,
didn't she, Barn? Oh, sorry. Linda.
Can I Do you mind?
No, here, allow me.
You should keep it.
(tinkling)
We have one at home.
It's really clever.
Mmm.
Didn't know she made them.
(gasps)
Are you alright?
Mm. Yep, I'm OK.
I just shouldn't have (gags)
I shouldn't have had all that jerky.
(Meg vomits)
Oh!
Eugh!
(Meg continues to vomit)
(Meg splutters)
(animals bleat and hum)
(beep of car unlocking)
There you go, son.
Oh, no, no. We're fine for bananas.
I've got the undies and the hat.
Full of magnesium.
Good for your nausea.
And the potassium
stops you feeling angry.
Ten bucks, thanks.
Honestly, you're saving
about 20 bucks right there.
Only if I was planning on
popping to the supermarket
and buying 80 bananas.
Exactly.
And buying 80 bananas.
Exactly.
Thanks.
Aw! Come here. Give us a hug, darl.
Thank you for this.
Um You said that she would
like to go out on the town.
Do know where she went?
Oh, I suppose the Grand View Hotel.
Right, Barn?
They used to do eight-buck steaks
of a Friday.
But it's changed owners now.
It's all just NRL and pokies.
You know the Grand View?
No.
Yeah. I know the Grand View.
Ahh, good-oh.
Thank you.
Thanks, Barb. Thanks, Barn.
(car beeps)
Enjoy those nanies.
Oh, dear.
(edgy music)
(car doors shut)
Come on.
(car engine starts)
Yeah.
Yeah, Dunc, it's Carl, mate.
Yeah, nuh, all good. Yeah.
You won't fuckin' believe who just
showed up here at Barb and Barn's.
(Meg) When I was little,
I used to think,
imagine if everyone
was leaving like,
a trail of like,
coloured ink or whatever.
A trail of like,
coloured ink or whatever.
And you could take
a satellite photo of the earth
and see where everyone
has been their whole lives.
Like, all the times you were just
around the corner from a celebrity,
or all the times
you walked past a murderer,
or when you like,
bumped into someone
that you later became friends with.
And the bit between
your bedroom and the bathroom
was just like this dark splodge.
And me driving away from
Karingunna four years ago
and you from Sydney,
and our trails
getting closer and closer
and closer and then
(screech and crash)
And then our lines
became one line for a while.
Maybe a new colour while they mixed.
And then, you know, we
Or, OK, what if
elements left trails?
Mm-hm.
And you could see where like,
a magnesium in one of those bananas
had been like, starting at
the Big Bang or whatever
and ending up in a hire car
with a hairy old dude
and a pregnant fuck-up.
You reckon it's disappointed?
Are you disappointed, bananas?
We're going to the airport, Meg.
She went to the Grand View Hotel.
You could have met her.
But I didn't.
We're getting closer, Lucky.
They said she might have gone
to the Grand View Hotel years ago
and that it's changed owners.
You heard her.
Whatever.
You go back to Sydney. Mmm?
Mate, I'm not leaving you here
by yourself.
(scoffs) You don't get
to tell me what to do, mate.
Well, someone has to.
I just I I
Well, someone has to.
I just I I
I think you're a little bit
in denial, actually about
(Meg turns up volume
of grinding music)
Honestly
I don't think you're dealing
with being pregnant at all
and I don't think you get that
Mmm. I don't think you get that
your mum is probably
I mean, she changed her name
everywhere she went.
You have to face up to the fact
Oh, my god! Can you hear yourself?
You are such
a hypocritical fuck-stain!
You reckon
I'm not facing up to shit?
Where's your daughter, Lucky?
I'm trying to get home to see her.
Don't shout at me!
I'm not shouting.
You started shouting at me.
It's a red light, Lucky.
Yeah, yeah.
Are you gonna stop?
(tyres screech)
I can see it. What the?
Don't get out of the car.
Meg.
Hey, hey, hey. Come on.
I'm sorry, OK?
No.
(car horns toot)
Look, go away. I'm not your problem.
Just get in the car.
What are you doing? Don't touch me!
(horns blare)
Help!
What's going on?
(horns blare)
The hell is wrong with you?
(man) You right, love?
Yes. Thank you, mate.
(woman in car) Get off the road,
dickhead. Hurry up!
Eugh!
Eugh!
(tyres screech)
(ship's horn sounds)
(indistinct chatter)
You can't eat that in here. Sorry.
Oh. Um Can I get a lemonade?
Do you know this lady?
No. Sorry. I'm not a local.
Has anyone worked here
for a long time?
I think the manager's
been here six months.
Thank you.
(jet engines whine)
(edgy music)
(keys clatter into box)
Hello. Could I get a drink in here?
This place used to be pumpin'.
(bartender) What'll you have?
Draft, thanks.
Now it's like
a hospital waiting room.
(beer pours)
I'm Duncan.
(voice message beeps) This is Meg.
Don't leave a message, obviously.
You're still here.
Oh, hey. Yeah,
there's only one flight a day.
Boarding soon though.
Where's Meg?
She told me to fuck off.
She'll do that.
She's planning on having it,
by the way.
The abortion, I mean. Sorry.
Oh. Right.
Phew.
I knew she would.
I just didn't want her to have to
do it by herself, you know.
(announcer) Flight BH959
to Bourke is now boarding.
You know, it's not like we were
going to be together anyways.
Meg, man, her brain is
just fierce as. You know?
She needs, I don't know,
someone to wrestle with, I guess.
That's not me.
Anyways
Chur ma bro.
Take care, Jaxon.
(indistinct announcement)
Pick up, Meg.
(phone vibrates)
So, where's your boyfriend?
I don't have a boyfriend.
Well, your sugar daddy then.
Your bloody special uncle.
Whatever he is.
Where's Lock?
The bloody guy you were with today
at Barn and Barb's. Where is he?
I don't know.
I don't really care.
(phone rings)
Hi, Ave. I'm
(Avery) Please tell me
you're at the airport.
Yeah, I'm at the airport.
I'm gonna be in Sydney by seven.
Do you even realise that what you
do actually affects other people?
I know. I'm sorry. We had this
whole drama at a llama farm.
How am I supposed to explain
a pregnant teenager to myself,
let alone my mum?
Wait, did you say llama?
They were actually alpacas.
No, I'm sorry, I am coming. I
promise. I'm literally boarding now.
Well, what's your flight number?
I'll come pick you up.
Lucky Hold on, Ave.
I'm gonna call you back.
Lucky Hold on, Ave.
I'm gonna call you back.
Whoa! Hey, man.
Sorry. Where did you get that?
Oh. I got it in Cuba.
Hey, I got a tatt too. Check it.
Wow.
Wow, that is a brave choice.
I meant the little dangling thing.
Oh. This is from
a little market at a stall
Was it in Queensland? Yeah,
definitely it was in Queensland.
A little town on the coast.
What was the name of it?
How far up north?
There was this guy selling
these wicked little
Dutch pancake thingies.
Um, profiteroles. No.
What was the town called?
It's on the tip of my tongue, it is.
Poffertjes! Yeah.
It would really mean a lot to me
if you could remember
the name of the place.
OK. A, B, B, C, C, D, D, D,
E, F, G
(airline staff)
Your boarding pass, please.
Gun, gun, gun Gungardie! Yeah.
Sir?
Most def.
(airline staff)
Your boarding pass, please.
I think.
Your boarding pass, please?
(suspenseful music)
Can't trust anybody these days.
(chuckles)
(Meg gives a fake chuckle)
But Carl, who is
a real friend, told me
you were probably heading here
and lo and behold, here you are.
You were probably heading here
and lo and behold, here you are.
Lo and behold?
Yeah.
It's what you say.
Has to be both of them?
Can't just be "lo"?
I just need to know where he is.
I told you, Lucky's gone.
He'll be on a plane now.
(car key jangles)
(keys rattle)
(Lucky strains)
What did he do to you anyway?
He betrayed me.
He nicked my car and he bolted
and he left me to face
the consequences of his
Do you want some pork scratching?
I wanna get some pork scratching.
Hey, could we get some
pork scratching, please?
Dos. And another Draft and
What's that?
Lemonade.
I'll get these.
Oh, thank you.
I'll get these.
Oh, thank you.
And I paid the price for his actions
because that's loyalty.
Mm-hm.
And because he took too long
to get the bloody bag up.
(laughs)
Sorry.
(phone vibrates)
(phone dialling)
Who was that?
Ahh, it was just my mum.
(phone rings)
Hello?
(Meg) Told you, Lucky's on a plane.
What if I don't believe you?
I don't give a shit
if you don't believe me. He's gone.
Hello? Meg?
And I'm, fuckin'
I'm fuckin' glad he's gone
'cause not only is he a traitor
(Lucky, faintly) Hello?
Just like you say, Duncan,
he also never knows when to shut up.
I'm always like
Meg!
Lucky, just shut up sometimes, man.
Just know when it's your turn to
shut your big fuckin' mouth.
And listen sometimes.
You know what I mean, Duncan?
Yeah. What a prick.
Oh, fuck!
We were mates, you know.
We were housemates.
But he always thought
he was better than everyone else,
even though he was
a total screw-up himself.
Fuckin' totes!
And was he a shit DJ?
Fuckin' totes!
And was he a shit DJ?
I reckon it must have been
a really shit DJ.
What? No.
He was an awesome DJ.
I was a fuckin' awesome DJ.
That's weird 'cause you know,
he's got such shit taste in music.
And he's also like, 60 or something.
I don't know about any of that.
All I know is,
if I get a hold of him,
I swear I'm gonna,
I'm gonna bloody
hold him accountable.
Whoa. Hold him accountable.
Yeah! White guys like him think
they can do anything they want.
What are you gonna do about it?
I was thinking maybe I'd kill him.
Or get him to apologise
through some kind of mediation.
Or maybe really like, maim him with
a knife or something or a drill.
Yeah. There's just something
maimable about his face,
isn't there?
Yes. I dunno.
He also never texts you
with the details of his plans.
So, to know where the fuck he is.
If I were you,
I'd just fuck him up.
And
And dump him out the front
of the medical centre.
What's going on?
What do you mean?
What's going on?
What do you mean?
Give me your phone.
I'm not gonna give you
my fucking phone. Wait. Fuck!
Get the f
Who is this? Who is it?
Hello? Who's this?
(bartender) Oi! No fighting.
Eugh!
(tyres screech)
Let's pretend ♪
Drive. Go. Go. Go!
Like we've done
this all before ♪
You come back here now!
So much wilderness
to go and explore ♪
Really? Maimable?
Yeah, well
(Lucky chuckles)
Where are we going?
We are going north to Gungardie.
Why?
'Cause I'm a fucking idiot,
I suppose.
Yep.
Hey!
It stinks of bananas in here.
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