Under the Vines (2021) s02e04 Episode Script
Season 2, Episode 4
1
JULIAN: You'll be okay here, won't you?
You'll have everyone to
look after you. Like Daisy.
- You all right?
- Yeah.
NIC: Hey, how are
things going with Dr. D?
It's really good.
- Um, it's only been a few weeks.
- Uranus!
- YVONNE: Sir, are you currently
- under the influence?
- I ate some brownies.
Now, I would suggest you stick
to our more familiar biscuits.
Ah! It's macular degeneration.
Let's just keep this between us.
"Taste of the South." Do you know it?
- Some fancy Queenstown festival?
- LOUIS: You'll be able to talk
all about your Maori heritage.
I can talk about wine
but not the other stuff.
LOUIS: You just happened to hire
our vintner's more accomplished
and famous cousin
who happens to turn up here
immediately, lurking about.
Under my tutelage, you could blossom
from good to exceptional.
For Oakley, I am the, uh
fox in the hen house.
They simply have not realized it yet.
[MID-TEMPO MUSIC PLAYS]
Oh. We're just closing. Would
you like to make an appointment?
DAISY: Oh. No, I'm
just waiting for David.
Doing something fun?
Oh. Dinner and
maybe breakfast.
- [LAUGHS]
- Well
just so you know, the
doctor has a reputation
for being a bit of a player.
Really? He doesn't strike
me like that at all.
Well, when he first came to Peak View,
- he gave me his phone number.
- DAISY: For work?
And he touched my hand.
Stroked it? Caressed it?
Brushed it. Like a sexy whisper.
Right. [LAUGHS]
Um
how long might he be, do you think?
- Hello, you.
- DAISY: Hey. Not too early?
No. Not at all.
I'll just grab my keys.
DAISY: Mm-hmm.
See you tomorrow.
Until tomorrow, then.
- So
- Mm?
I have a surprise for you.
[BOTH LAUGH]
How do you feel if you
had your own drawer?
For?
For your things.
Open it. There's a surprise.
Ooh.
[GASPS]
Oh, look!
Oh!
Thank you. It's beautiful.
It's not too much? With the daisies?
No. It's perfect.
You're wonderful. Thank you.
Mwah.
DAVID: So what do you
think of the place?
Maybe it's time I redecorated.
- I'd love your help.
- Oh. Um, well
how about a slate gray,
like the mountains?
But with aspects of deep, deep blue,
like the sky.
Hm.
- I love blue.
- Really?
Yeah.
Don't you?
Well, it's early days, but
- I love you, too, Daisy.
- [GASPS]
DAVID: It's been a long time
since I've felt like this.
DAISY: [MOANS]
[MOANS]
- So, listen
- Mm.
My daughter's coming to
town for this poetry gig.
- Mm-hmm.
- And I would really love you
- to meet her.
- Oh, yes. Of course.
- Now, you will love Sienna.
- [LAUGHS]
She's smart, she's caring, she's kind.
- Oh.
- And she'll really love you.
Oh. Well
So much love. [LAUGHS]
Mm.
[THE EAST POINTERS' "WINTERGREEN" PLAYS]
Let it breathe, if it doesn't
breathe, it's gonna die ♪
Let us see if you let
it be, is it gonna fly? ♪
And set it free and if
it leaves, you say bye ♪
The web we weave and then
we grieve and then we cry ♪
I want to tell you before I forget ♪
Despite the darkness,
some of these days ♪
Wintergreen can't
outshine your radiance ♪
Wintergreen, I love
you more than anything ♪
Wintergreen, despite the darkness ♪
Some of these days ♪
Ooh, ooh, ooh ♪
[MID-TEMPO MUSIC PLAYS]
So that's the, uh, last
of the pickers gone.
- Yeah. I saw that.
- Ah.
[SNIFFS]
Are they always like that, the pickers?
Pretty much.
They're a good bunch.
So, yes. So, what's
what's happening here?
We're checking the sugar levels, right?
Yeah, and the temperature.
Oh. Why the temperature?
Uh, yeast turns sugar
into alcohol and CO2.
But if it gets too warm or
too cold, we're in trouble.
Fermentation will get stuck.
And that's bad?
Yeah, well, it's not good.
If you can't fix it,
you have to chuck it.
And how do you fix it?
Uh, you could kick-start
the fermentation
by adding extra additives, more yeast.
But that can affect the taste,
which is why you don't want it
to stall in the first
place, but we're all good.
- Mm.
- Grapes are grape-ing.
Wine is wine-ing.
It's bubbling along nicely.
Bubbling?
Tippy, are you making a sparkling wine?
PHILIPPE: [LAUGHS]
How did you ever manage
to own a vineyard?
- LOUIS: [CLEARS THROAT]
- You must have
won it in a raffle, n'est-ce pas ?
LOUIS: [LAUGHS] Well, well.
Morning. Morning, Philippe.
To what do we owe this, um, ahem,
unexpected pleasure?
I'm just visiting my clever cousin.
Yes. Well, your clever cousin
is rather busy at the
moment, I'm afraid.
Oh, and you are helping, perhaps?
With what? Maybe, uh, stirring?
Well [LAUGHS]
Well, you'd know all
about that, wouldn't you?
Stirring seems to be
your modus operandi.
I am not sure if you're
trying to insult me,
but you do have an insulting face.
He won't be here long.
Good.
Well, uh
carry on, Tippy.
[SNIFFS]
How's the first ferment?
- Yeah, it's fine.
- Oh.
I have something for you.
What is it?
Okay.
This is the Bidois family crest.
Your family crest, huh?
And this is our family home.
I thought you might like to see it.
- Thanks.
- Meh, it's nothing really.
TIPPY: Hey, I'm testing
the Broken Barrel later.
Did you want to taste it?
Of course. I-I would love to.
- Hi, Gus.
- How are you going?
Queenstown again?
Yeah. Yeah.
I wish I could get frequent flyer miles
for driving, you know?
- What are you up to?
- Oh. Not much.
It's all a bit of a letdown
after harvest, isn't it?
- Mm. It's quieter.
- LOUIS: Yeah.
Do you have to go now?
I mean, we could
I don't know. We could
work on the rocket or
Oh. Sorry, mate. Griff needs me.
It's a big show for
him, and, you know, he
he says it makes him feel
better when I'm there.
Yeah, well I suppose
I can let you off.
We should all support
the people we care about.
Which is probably
what I should be doing.
- The thing is
- No. I'll catch up then, eh?
Yep, okay. Yep. Bye.
Bye.
[BREATHES SHARPLY]
[CHIMES RINGING]
Hello! Morning.
There you are.
What do you want, Louis?
You've got, uh three minutes.
LOUIS: Oh. Right.
Um, well, I'd like
you to give me some
some wine-making lessons.
Tippy didn't seem very keen.
Teachers are born, not created.
Hilary, I need to
learn. For heaven's sake,
I can't be the only vintner in the world
who doesn't know how to
how to vint.
Um, so so what are
you what are you doing?
Silent vigil of healing.
Full moon sun cycle of the breath
connecting to the universe.
LOUIS: So, you're gonna
stand there for 24 hours?
- Mm-hmm.
- Won't you get hungry?
- What about bathroom breaks?
- 30 seconds.
Oh, my God. Here we go.
HILARY: Bugger off, Louis.
All right. All right! All right.
Is everything okay?
Um yes.
Yeah, no. Sorry. I'm [LAUGHS]
probably just a bit nervous
about meeting your daughter.
- Ah.
- And a poet, no less.
- [LAUGHS]
- I'm kind of imagining her
in a long, floaty dress with a
a crown of flowers, carrying a harp.
God, no. She's very down to earth.
Oh.
- Morning, Dr. Shipley.
- Oh.
- MARISSA: And Daisy.
- Hi.
How lovely to see you both.
If you're feeling peckish, I can
highly recommend the frittata.
It's superb.
Well, that's the new chef. Yes.
She's designed a cake for our book club
as a tribute to this month's
book, which is "Cat's Eye."
And we're thrilled that
we've managed to get
- Sienna for a reading.
- DAVID: Yeah, I'm thrilled, too.
- I haven't seen her in months.
- MARISSA: Mm.
Oh. So your Sienna is going
to be at your book club?
Yes, well, it was in the e-mail.
I don't think you RSVP'd.
Oh. Sorry. I must have missed it.
Oh, that's all right. I wasn't
sure if you were a book person.
Oh, well, I do read.
MARISSA: Oh. Well,
yes, of course you do.
- Oh, never mind. Next time.
- No
Actually, you know what?
I think I can make it.
Oh. Well, that's wonderful.
But have read the book, "Cat's Eye?"
[LAUGHS] Of course. Well, who hasn't?
Well, I look forward
to seeing you both then.
My apologies, Marissa,
but my weekend clinics
have proven very popular,
and, besides, I
have heard Sienna's poetry a lot.
Well, we'll just see
you then, Daisy. Hmm?
Look forward to your,
uh, unique perspective.
[BOTH LAUGH]
- Au revoir !
- DAISY: Mm
Um, shouldn't I be meeting Sienna
with you for the first time?
Yeah. Well, that was the plan.
But now you're going to the
book club, and I can't go.
- Oh.
- DAVID: Don't worry.
I told you She'll love you.
Knock, knock. [KNOCKS]
- Only me.
- Oh.
- Hope I'm not interrupting.
- Oh, if only.
- Do you want a cuppa?
- Oh. No, no, no.
I've just come from brunch with David.
Oh. Dr. David.
- DAISY: Mm.
- [SIGHS]
So, you've moved away
from fertility goats then.
Oh. My hormones are just
raging right now, like, raging.
And Vic's been no help.
Look, I know he's had terrible
morning sickness, but
I think he's just using
it as an excuse now.
He just doesn't seem to be
interested in me anymore.
Oh.
NIC: But tell me about your love life.
Let me live through you.
Okay. Um
Oh! [LAUGHS] That's a
Uh
well, um
- David said the "L" word.
- [GASPS]
Oh, no. Only because
I said, "I love blue."
Oh.
Is that Australian?
No, no. He misheard me.
I said, "I love blue,"
and he thought I said,
"I love you." And
I mean, he's perfect. He's amazing.
But it's just, it's so soon.
Oh, no. Time doesn't matter.
The heart knows, even
if the mouth doesn't.
Hm. And now I'm meeting
his daughter at book club.
Have you ever been to book club?
I'm not really book club league.
Right.
I've never heard of
the book "Cat's Eye."
OMG! [GASPS]
I have absorbed "Catseye" into my soul!
DAISY: Oh.
Oh, here.
It's by Andre Norton,
and it's about a man on a distant planet
who communicates
telepathically with animals.
- Oh.
- It's wonderful!
Oh! You're in love, and
you're reading "Catseye."
I am so happy for you! [GASPS]
Oh. [LAUGHS]
- Um
- DAISY: Oh.
- You better go.
- Yeah. Okay.
Thanks for the book. [LAUGHS]
NIC: [BREATHING HEAVILY]
DON: Why do you want Daisy here?
I mean, she's not terribly bookish.
I hope this isn't part of
some "get Oakley" scheme.
Oh, of course not. I mean [LAUGHS]
I want Shimmering
Lake to outclass Oakley
on the quality of our wines
not on our social
standing in the community.
[CHUCKLES] Which I would win, anyway.
What kind of cake is it?
Oh, well [CHUCKLES]
The new chef said that
she adored "Cat's Eye,"
so I left it up to her.
- Should we have a look?
- MARISSA: Mm.
Oh, for God Oh! Get rid of that.
Oh, I think I'm gonna
have to have a lie-down.
Oh!
[GROANS]
Oh. Well, well, well. There you are.
I didn't think you
were ever coming back.
What? I live here.
Yes. Well one wonders sometimes.
What's that you've got there?
What on earth
I didn't know you were a sci-fi buff.
Well, there's a lot of things
about me you don't know
like the fact I've been
tricked into going to book club.
[LAUGHS] I thought you said you'd rather
- stick pins in your eyes?
- DAISY: I did.
But, you know, things change.
Except now I have to read
the whole bloody thing.
It's impossible. I keep
trying to scroll the page
- with my thumb.
- Oh, look.
You don't have to read the whole thing.
You just need to know how to swot.
That's what got me through university.
The secret to being a good lawyer
is to appear more knowledgeable
than you actually are.
I don't think that's much of a secret.
LOUIS: [LAUGHS]
Okay, look. Here's some reviews.
So just memorize the main points,
and then just chuck things
in casually, like, um
like, "Anthropomorphism is the
backbone of speculative fiction.
It represents an alternate
side of humanity."
- Anthropo-what-ism?
- Anthro
It's, like, when animals
behave like people.
Oh. Oh!
Oh, like like "Charlotte's Web"?
- Or "Wind in the Willows"?
- Exactly!
Mm. Or your childhood
trauma "Watership Down"?
- No. That's very different.
- [LAUGHS]
Oh, God. My brain just
doesn't work like that.
Daisy, you do not give
yourself enough credit.
DAISY: Mm
Oh, could you come with me? Please?
There'll be wine
and cake and Don.
- He's always fun.
- LOUIS: Yeah.
All right. I'll come.
- Really?
- Yeah.
It's been very quiet here, and
well, frankly, it'd be nice
to spend some time with you.
I've not seen much of you lately.
Oh! Yay! Thanks.
David's daughter's gonna be there,
and I have to make a good impression.
- You mean Sienna?
- Yeah. Do you know her?
TIPPY: Well, everyone
knows Sienna Shipley.
She bulldozed a statue of Captain Cook
when she was in high school.
And last year, she painted a poem
about white privilege
across the Basin Reserve.
Oh, God. When David
said she wrote poems,
I thought he meant, like,
love poems or something.
Yeah, nah, not quite her style.
Right. [SIGHS] You've got the book?
- Ah, yes.
- LOUIS: [CLEARS THROAT]
Done your research?
DAISY: Kind of. [LAUGHS]
[KNOCKING]
And you look very nice.
- Oh.
- Very book club. You'll be fine.
The last time I wore this was to a wake.
And this, I imagine,
will be just as much fun.
- Hello!
- Oh, hello.
Come in.
[INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS]
Daisy, why on earth
did you agree to come?
Oh. I-I thought book
club sounded like fun.
Book club is Marissa's
form of competitive sport.
- Ah.
- Not you, too?
Don, I have been known
to read a book, you know?
Well, good luck, because
you're the only man here.
You might get eaten alive.
- But aren't you coming?
- Good God, no.
I'm aiming to be as
far away as possible
and eat cake.
In you go!
[LAUGHS NERVOUSLY]
Mm. [CLEARS THROAT]
[INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS]
MRS. TALBOT: [LAUGHS]
Oh! Oh! Hi! Hi!
I feel like a pig on a spit.
Don't you dare leave me.
I won't. Don't worry.
[BOTH LAUGH, SIGH]
Oh, that must be
David's daughter, Sienna.
- Is it too late to run away?
- Yes. I think it probably is.
Next time we'll join a skydiving club.
I guarantee it'll be much safer.
[BOTH LAUGH]
Okay. Mm, mm.
[MID-TEMPO MUSIC PLAYS]
Hello, Daisy. And Louis.
Oh, what an unexpected surprise.
I hope you don't mind me gate-crashing.
It's just that, well, "Catseye"
is one of my favourite books, and
MARISSA: Sienna! Sienna!
Sienna Shipley, this is, um,
Louis Oakley and Daisy
Monroe of Oakley Wines.
But I'm sure you two have met already.
- Oh.
- No, no, we haven't. Not yet.
But I know who you are.
There aren't too many
Australian Daisies in Peak View.
Oh, that's just because
we yank them out,
because they're weeds. [LAUGHS]
Well, that's a
That's a joke, of course.
DAISY: [LAUGHS] It's really
lovely to meet you, Sienna.
And a poet? Wow. Ooh!
That is so nice. Yeah, yeah.
Uh, I-I won a prize for poetry once.
- SIENNA: Mm.
- Yeah. In primary school.
It was a poem about
a a llama. [LAUGHS]
Or no. It might have been a sheep.
Uh, anyway, it was
something to do with wool.
Do you know, I remember because
I rhymed "wool" with "school."
Yeah. It was like, "Da-da-da-da-da wool,
da-da-da-da-da school. School."
Although if you think about it,
"wool" doesn't really
rhyme with "school."
Sienna, over here. There's
someone I'd love you to meet.
DAISY: [LAUGHS] Oh
What the hell was going on there?
I thought you were having a stroke.
Did I just say to an award-winning poet
that "wool" doesn't rhyme with "school"?
Don't worry. You're very twitchy.
- I am.
- Meeting your boyfriend's
- daughter is serious business.
- Well, see, that's the thing.
I don't know how serious I am.
I'm just gonna drink.
MARISSA: She is a three-time winner
of the Ward Award for Words,
and her next collection,
"Sell-out," will be published next year.
And I am honored to
present to you all
Sienna Shipley.
[APPLAUSE]
"You gave me a platform; am
I supposed to be grateful?
You've taken it all and still want more,
my juicy lips, and swaying hips,
my sweet, brown ass and
Maori backstage pass.
This land is my platform.
The gentle swath of forest,
the hungry rasp of sea,
not bought, not owned,
not taken, not paid for,
but given
tenderly.
A woman only reveals her deepest heart
to those who have earned it.
She chooses who will seek immortality
between her thighs.
And you, I'm sorry, I'm afraid,
but you do not get the prize.
even though you smile and nod.
I'll recline on this alabaster
platform of your making,
hot
steamy
delicious
with lashings of fresh brown clout."
[APPLAUSE]
What's brown clout?
It's a type of pudding.
MRS. TALBOT: Oh! [LAUGHS]
[INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS]
Okay.
- Don't mind me.
- Oh, thank you.
- Thanks very much.
- Excuse me. Um
I-I loved your reading.
Oh. I could see it had an effect on you.
Oh. Well, I'm sure
everyone felt the same.
Oh, don't know about that.
People can't see what's
right in front of them.
Oh, um, what do you mean?
- Privilege.
- Oh.
People get very defensive
when you point out
- that they're dripping in it.
- [BOTH CHUCKLE]
So, are you staying
for the book discussion?
SIENNA: Oh, sadly, no.
"Cat's Eye," isn't it?
- Yeah.
- I studied it at university.
I've always loved Margaret Atwood.
- Ah.
- She's been writing
groundbreaking feminist
works for over 50 years.
It's remarkable, right?
Yeah. Yep.
And the book about the
man on a distant planet
that can talk to animals with his mind?
- Do you
- No, I don't know that one.
You like to read in bed?
In bed? [LAUGHS]
Well, I-I
Yeah. Sometimes.
- So do I.
- Really?
Hi. I think you've left your lights on.
- Oh. Thank you.
- Yeah.
Goodbye.
- [CLEARS THROAT]
- You're fine, actually.
I just thought you might
need an escape route.
The sharks were circling.
That's very kind of you.
I was starting to feel a
little bit like, um dinner.
Well, single men of a certain
age are a rarity in Peak View.
But the same can't be said
for the women, I'm afraid.
Now, are you one of them?
Sorry. That was very rude.
No, um, I'm
[GASPS] Ah. Married.
Not that it's any of my business.
I'm widowed, actually.
Oh.
Yeah. Well, I really hate that word.
I'll never get used to it.
It's very Brothers
Grimm, don't you think?
Oh, you're attached.
- Yes.
- Mm.
Yes, that's better. I'm attached.
LOUIS: Mm.
Sorry. You're very familiar.
Do you work in the Post Shop or
Don't you remember?
Wandering up the middle of the road,
yelling at the top of your voice?
- Oh, no.
- Mm.
Not the David Bow
You're the police.
I'm sorry. I-I didn't recognize
you with your uniform off.
Uniform on. Any uniform at all.
Considering the state you were in,
I am absolutely not surprised.
- LOUIS: [LAUGHS]
- Ah, excuse me.
[LAUGHS, WHIMPERS]
Ah. Right. I'll start the car.
Sorry. Emergency.
- YVONNE: No problem.
- Bye.
[GLASS RINGING]
Could everyone take their seats, please?
Daisy. Louis.
Thank you.
And I think that we can all agree
that Atwood's feminist observations
of the trauma of childhood bullying,
as seen through the lens of an adult,
are simply unparalleled.
- Daisy?
- Mm-hmm?
What did you like about the book?
Oh. [BREATHES SHARPLY]
Lots. [LAUGHS]
Mm.
But did you know that
Margot Atwood has
- Margaret.
- DAISY: Oh, well
she'll always be Margot to me. [LAUGHS]
Did you know Margot Atwood
has been writing about feminism
for 50 years? Mm.
Uh, and the book, Daisy?
Uh, yes. Bullying, wasn't it?
- Mm.
- LOUIS: [CLEARS THROAT]
Well, um
I think if we were to compare
it to, say, "Charlotte's Web"
- Why?
- DAISY: Well, you know,
Charlotte was a woman
and I'm sure she was bullied
for having eight legs
when mostly everyone else
on the farm had four.
Well some had two, uh, I think.
- There was a goose.
- Yep. There was a goose.
Ah! Anthropomorphism!
It's the backbone of
speculative fiction!
Yes. That's very good. Well done.
- Thank you.
- LOUIS: Mm.
And what were your thoughts on, um
Elaine's vision of the Virgin Mary?
Uh
I thought, uh
Well, it's nice to have
visitors, isn't it? [LAUGHS]
Daisy, there's absolutely
no shame in admitting
that you haven't read the book.
Uh yes, all right.
Well, yeah, okay. I
haven't read the book.
- Mm.
- I got the wrong book, actually.
- And I didn't read that either.
- MARISSA: Do not fret.
It takes a certain type of person
to appreciate classical literature.
I didn't read it either. [LAUGHS]
- Beg your pardon?
- I don't like your books.
I like steamy romance.
- I didn't even crack the cover.
- DAISY: Ah.
- Well, I read it.
- Oh, well, thank you, Yvonne.
But I hated it.
It really sucked.
DAISY: Well, if
everyone hates the books,
why don't we just have
book club without them?
Plonk club!
- Ah, there you go.
- WOMAN: Plonk club.
WOMAN #2: Plonk club.
WOMAN #3: Oh, yes.
[INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS]
[SIGHS] Intellectual wasteland.
[INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS]
Sorry, Marissa. Hope you don't mind.
Au contraire ! I've never
been afraid to embrace change.
DAISY: Mm.
Well, some of the
girls were hoping to
have a turn at hosting.
- WOMAN: Here we go.
- It's making me nervous.
Yay!
[WOMEN CHEERING, LAUGHTER]
- Can't wait.
- LOUIS: [LAUGHS]
Well, no. Actually,
I have an early start.
Someone I won't say who
ran into the back of my bike.
Ah. Poor Louis.
He's been the center
of attention all day.
I might just go and rescue him.
Doesn't look like he needs it.
Could have been
No, no. I'll get in a lot of
trouble if I reveal his name.
[MARISSA CHUCKLES]
Sorry I'm late.
- These were on the doorstep.
- DAISY: Oh!
Ah.
TIPPY: We've got a lot on today.
Hope you don't flake out.
GUS: No. I'm sweet.
- I just well
- [DAISY CLEARS THROAT]
GUS: We want to spend time together,
even though we don't spend
a lot of time together.
You don't have to go there
every night, you know.
DAISY: No. I think it's romantic.
In fact, romance must be in the air,
because Louis had a bit
of a moment last night
with a lovely lady. Didn't you, Louis?
Yvonne. You seemed quite taken with her.
Have you got a thing
for women in uniform?
- She wasn't in uniform.
- GUS: I saw her at Hilary's.
Yeah, she was having, like, a
little yarn on the front porch,
which was lucky.
Why is that lucky?
I was speeding, and she didn't see me.
- Oh.
- Hilary must have finished
her healing circle early.
When I saw her yesterday,
she was about to embark on
a 24-hour silent meditation
outside in the nude.
- DAISY: Oh.
- That's stupid.
- No. They're her beliefs, Tippy.
- TIPPY: No.
I mean, wine makers can't spend
24 hours on their naked butts
at this time of year.
She's got things to do.
- DAISY: Oh.
- TIPPY: So do we.
GUS: Oh.
[KNOCK ON DOOR]
LOUIS: Hilary?
Hilar
Hilary, what are you
[SIGHS]
Hilary.
Oh, don't be like that! I
know you've already broken
your vow of silence anyway.
With Yvonne.
And you crashed into her bike.
And I also know you're supposed
to be working on your wine,
instead of doing whatever this is.
- What is this?
- Fine!
I'll tell you, and then you can go.
I had an accident with the vintage.
I got some of the
temperature readings mixed up,
because of, you know.
- And, um
- LOUIS: [SIGHS]
the upshot is that
fermentation has stalled.
Well, can't you add some
more yeast and things?
You could still save it.
No. It's too late. It doesn't matter.
It's just been a bad year, that's all.
No, no. There must be
something we can do to help.
I'll talk to Tippy.
No, no, no. Not a word to anyone!
I know you're concerned, Louis.
But you need to promise me that.
All right. All right.
[SIGHS]
I promise.
And you keep that promise
or more than just your word will break.
What's that supposed to be?
It's a warning.
You look beautiful. Relax.
You didn't see me at book club.
I was overdressed, and
I went on and on and on.
She won't care.
She'll love you, too.
Yeah about that.
Um, can we Can we sit for a minute?
Are you gonna break up with me?
Because that is a pretty big turnaround.
DAISY: [LAUGHS]
Um okay, look. I'm just gonna say it.
You know when we were
talking about decorating
you thought that I said, "I love you."
And what I actually
said was, "I love blue."
"I love blue"?
Mm. I'm so sorry.
- [LAUGHS] I love blue?
- I'm sorry, yes.
No. No. Don't be. It's hilarious.
- Well
- Awkward, but hilarious.
You know, I have one deaf ear, eh?
Yeah. And, well, you've
got hair in it, as well.
I remember. [LAUGHS]
I love blue.
Well, I'm not going to take
back what I said. But
I understand if you don't feel the same.
I don't want you to
take back what you said.
And it's it's not awkward at all.
Because I'm
I really am falling in love with you.
- With blue?
- [LAUGHS]
Oh, blue is very
evocative. [DOOR CLOSING]
[LAUGHS] I love blue.
Yeah. Ooh! Ha!
Hey, hun.
- Hi.
- Come and meet Daisy.
Hi.
It's nice to properly meet you.
Oh. Well, we didn't
really get a chance before.
SIENNA: Mmm.
Sorry if I came off a bit ditzy.
Hey. Enough of that.
This is one very savvy businesswoman,
who's turning her vineyard into
one of the best in the country.
She's already winning trophies.
Well, one trophy.
And that's down to
our wine maker, Tippy.
He's always been like that
super supportive of every little thing.
When I was in Year 10, I just
scraped by in a maths test,
and he actually took out a notice
in the local paper congratulating me.
- He did not!
- I was so proud.
- [LAUGHS]
- I was mortified.
My mates called me Einstein for months,
and not in a good way.
Oh. That's very sweet though.
Yeah, well. You know,
I'm a sweet little puppy.
Well, you are.
Tippy, you know how
we were talking about,
um, stalled fermentation?
- We were?
- Yeah.
Is there anything else that can save it,
apart from the additives?
- Nope.
- Are you sure?
You're stressing over nothing.
No, hypothetically, how else could
a wine maker produce a
vintage if they've stalled it?
Well [SIGHS]
If they could get their
hands on another barrel
of fermented wine,
they could re-blend it.
That way, they could still
get a vintage out of it,
even if it's not their grapes.
Brilliant! So do we
have any spare barrels?
- No.
- Ooh.
Louis. The Broken Barrel blend is fine.
So just chill, okay?
You'll taint the grapes.
All right.
I need eight barrels of fermented wine.
Screwed up your grapes, huh?
Well, they say wine making is a gift.
Guess you ain't got it.
It's not for me, actually, Rowan.
Have you got the barrels or not?
- Of course.
- Excellent!
For 10 grand.
- What?
- Are we doing business?
- No.
- Later, Willie!
[SIGHS]
Don't call me that.
You want a barrel of fermented wine?
Yeah. Ah, as many as you can manage.
It's for a charity event.
Um, a raffle.
Wouldn't you rather have a
crate of the finished product?
No. Uh, this charity represents
underprivileged wine makers.
You don't see many of them around.
Well, It's very niche charity.
Is Oakley in trouble?
Because if you need a few
barrels to get through
LOUIS: No, no, no. It's not Oakley.
You must think I came
down in the last shower.
All right. All right.
It's for a veteran Peak View
wine maker who's lost her vint
who's lost who's lost their vintage,
ah, because of her fail
because of their failing eyesight.
Mmm.
I can give you three barrels.
That's marvellous, Don. Thank you.
Hilary is one of us.
And so are you.
Uh, how did you know it was ?
Oh.
A veteran female wine maker,
whom you think enough about
to lie to your friends?
All right. Well, don't
mention it, will you?
I'll try and rustle up
a few more donations.
[GLASS SHATTERS] Oh!
Terribly sorry, Don.
"It's not just your word
that will be broken."
DON: What was that?
Nothing.
What do you need wine
for? Is Oakley okay?
LOUIS: Oh, yes. No, no, no.
This is for a lady wine
maker who's lost her vintage
due to her failing eyesight.
OMG. Who?
Uh, no. She shall remain, uh, nameless.
Oh! Hilary. She crashed
into Yvonne's bike.
She said she didn't see it.
Oh. This bloody town is far too small.
- Ooh. Oh.
- Oh!
Jason Momoa! Oh!
I'm so sorry. Nic,
that's totally my fault.
I'll pay for the damage.
It's just, um
I've been cursed.
Mate! You should know better
than bringing a curse into this place.
We've got babies on the way.
LOUIS: I'll go now, Vic.
Yeah. If you just
move just move that.
Thank you. [CLEARS THROAT]
PHILIPPE: Can I tell you a secret?
This is my favourite
part of wine making,
when you have brought the
earth, sun, wind, rain, and grape
together in a beautiful, wild,
orchestral moment of symphony,
but you do not yet
know what the melody is.
And it's
it's the not knowing
makes it so delicious.
Meh, it'll be fine.
[SNIFFS]
Mmm.
You don't like it?
No, I adore it! It's good.
It's it's not like the Stanley,
but why would it be, eh?
All wine is different, like women, eh?
But this this is a very fine wine.
It's, uh, accessible, you know?
You will place many,
many orders for this wine.
LOUIS: That's marvellous.
Thank you. Thank you so much.
Bye.
Oh. Hey, listen.
I've, um, I've invited David
and Sienna over for dinner.
Will you be around?
Well, unless that's a problem?
Uh, no, no, no. No. Invite away.
Oh.
So, what are you doing?
[SIGHS] Well, what I
Just hang on.
Uh
Um, what?
- Hilary has lost her vintage.
- [GASPS]
And her eyesight is getting pretty bad,
and as far as I know, she's
not done anything about that,
other than nude bloody prayer circles.
Do you know what? Getting old is hard.
It's like every body part
takes turns giving up.
Mmm. Do you want me to open a window?
No. Oh, no.
[LAUGHS] No, I'm
just I'm hot blooded.
So, what can we do to help?
Well, I'm getting together a list of,
uh, donations of fermented wine,
so she can at least get a vintage out.
Oh, that's so sweet.
Well, put Oakley down
for as many as she needs.
Well, we're a little
stretched unfortunately.
But I'm going to go
round to Hilary today,
tell her about the donations.
I don't know how she's
gonna take it, frankly.
Well, would you like me to
come with you? Moral support?
All right. That would
be great. Thank you.
- [GLASS SHATTERS]
- [GASPS] Oh!
Is it all right?
How could you?! I told
you not to tell anyone.
And you told everyone!
Well, no, Louis was just
trying to make things easier
for you, Hilary.
He's organised barrels of wine
so you can have a vintage this year.
I'm not your problem to fix.
Don't come here again!
[SIGHS]
You did a good thing, Louis.
She asked me not to
interfere, and what did I do?
- [CELLPHONE CHIMES]
- Well, you did what
any friend would do.
There's an e-mail from the
Taste of the South people
about the wine makers' panel.
They want to know if
Tippy is doing a mini?
A a mihi.
A what? A mihi? What's a mihi?
[SIGHS] I'm not quite sure.
Oh.
Look, I'll talk to Tippy.
Why don't you have a
rest when we get back?
Do you good.
Yeah. I do feel a bit done in.
You're a good man, Louis.
Hilary is lucky to
have a friend like you,
and she will realise that, too.
Hopefully.
- [KNOCK ON DOOR]
- Knock knock.
- Hey, Tippy. Got a sec?
- Sort of.
DAISY: Taste of the South
have asked if you'll do
a mihi at the panel.
What is that exactly?
It's a Maori greeting and introduction.
Oh. Lovely! Shall I say yes?
Seems a shame not to.
Fine.
Um, is that the new blend? Can I try it?
Not just yet.
Just got to let it breathe for a while.
Right. Well, I trust your judgement.
You are our superstar, after all.
LOUIS: Ooh. Very nice.
Daisies?
Yeah. David bought it for me.
Oh. So he wouldn't
forget your name. [LAUGHS]
Oh, ha-ha.
Now listen, I spoke to Tippy.
She said she was fine with the
mihi, but, uh, I don't know.
She seemed worried.
Oh. She needs a break.
She's been working all hours.
DAISY: The blend is nearly ready though.
Oh. She happy with it?
Well, I wouldn't say happy.
But Tippy is never over the
moon about anything, is she?
[LOUIS CHUCKLES]
So
Are you gonna get ready?
Yep. Sorry. Can't be late for, uh
Doctor David.
You
you really like him, don't you?
Um
Yeah. I really do.
No, I just want tonight
to be perfect, that's all.
It was delicious.
Oh, I just threw it together.
That's what you usually do.
It doesn't come out like this.
Sienna, would you like some more wine?
Yeah, yeah. Is that one of yours?
It's The Stanley. It won an award.
Well, I mean, our genius
Tippy won an award.
And now you're the great brown
hope of the vineyard, are you?
Something like that.
SIENNA: It's funny how that happens.
You're not just successful,
but you're a successful Maori.
So much pressure, eh?
Are you local?
Ah, Taranaki.
Te Maunga Titohe.
I'm not fluent or anything.
Disconnection is really common.
You don't have to know everything.
Yeah. We're from up north. Ngapuhi.
Tippy, do you want me
to call the organisers
and tell them you don't
want to do the mihi?
You don't have to.
Or maybe Sienna could help you.
Yeah. No prob.
I'll call you later in the week?
Cool. Thanks.
DAISY: Thank you, Gus.
Okay.
Hey, uh, thank you
for a wonderful dinner.
Oh. It was great to have you.
Oh. [LAUGHS]
You're a really lovely person, Daisy.
- Oh.
- Really sweet and funny.
Thanks.
SIENNA: So I, um
I don't want you to
take this the wrong way
when I say you're not the
right fit for my father.
Sorry, what?
SIENNA: My Dad has been through a lot
over the past few years,
and I don't want to see him get hurt.
- Oh, yeah. But I wouldn't.
- He needs someone
authentic.
You think I'm not authentic?
I think you are who you are.
Well, isn't that the
definition of authentic?
Touché. Um
Let me put it another way.
You're a socialite who's
never really worked
five engagements.
And now you're at the
beginning of a journey.
You're only just finding your path.
You've done your homework.
It's an important subject to me.
Daisy, again, nothing personal.
I just I know what my father needs.
So perhaps it's better
if you finish this
before it really gets started.
For everyone's sake.
Thanks again for a lovely night.
Thank you. That was perfect.
- Welcome.
- I'll call you tomorrow.
Mm-hmm.
You all right?
Oh, yeah. Just allergies.
They always play up at night.
Sienna seems nice. And David is a
He's a good man.
Yes. Yep.
You, uh
make a lovely couple.
Well, I'm glad someone
seems to think so.
[SIGHS]
- Another bottle?
- Yes.
[CLEARS THROAT]
Oh.
That's the new blend.
Shall we?
- It's a lovely colour.
- Mm.
- Oh.
- Ooh. It smells like
It smells like Christmas.
Oh. I know what you
mean, but it's that
not quite Christmas, more like
more like toffee apples at the fair.
- Ooh.
- Yeah. [LAUGHS]
Or sunshine on mown grass.
Mmm.
[GASPS]
Oh, bloody hell.
- Mmm.
- Oh!
It gets better with every
sip! How is that possible?
Bloody hell!
Tippy, I I'm floored.
You have floored me.
DAISY: When I was 13, I was
given my first Gucci bag.
Second-hand, mind, but it
was the best day of my life.
And this is that in a glass.
It's not as good as the Stanley.
- Uh
- Philippe said it would be
- very popular.
- Ah, yeah. Yes.
And it will. I mean,
that's great. Right?
No. Popular is easy.
Same as everyone else.
I knew he'd get inside your head!
No, no, no, no, no. [LAUGHS]
Maybe it was lost in translation.
Tippy, this wine is incredible.
I mean, it is it is
better than incredible.
I have never tasted anything like it.
It it's triumphant,
it's it's majestic.
It's a revelation! It's it's
- It's gone.
- Yes. It's gone!
- It's what?
- What?
I'm glad you liked it,
but that's the last of it.
[LAUGHS] No, no, no, no, no.
There's vats of the stuff.
I'm sorry. I wasn't happy with it.
So I re-blended the lot.
[GASPS] What?
What?!
♪♪
♪♪
JULIAN: You'll be okay here, won't you?
You'll have everyone to
look after you. Like Daisy.
- You all right?
- Yeah.
NIC: Hey, how are
things going with Dr. D?
It's really good.
- Um, it's only been a few weeks.
- Uranus!
- YVONNE: Sir, are you currently
- under the influence?
- I ate some brownies.
Now, I would suggest you stick
to our more familiar biscuits.
Ah! It's macular degeneration.
Let's just keep this between us.
"Taste of the South." Do you know it?
- Some fancy Queenstown festival?
- LOUIS: You'll be able to talk
all about your Maori heritage.
I can talk about wine
but not the other stuff.
LOUIS: You just happened to hire
our vintner's more accomplished
and famous cousin
who happens to turn up here
immediately, lurking about.
Under my tutelage, you could blossom
from good to exceptional.
For Oakley, I am the, uh
fox in the hen house.
They simply have not realized it yet.
[MID-TEMPO MUSIC PLAYS]
Oh. We're just closing. Would
you like to make an appointment?
DAISY: Oh. No, I'm
just waiting for David.
Doing something fun?
Oh. Dinner and
maybe breakfast.
- [LAUGHS]
- Well
just so you know, the
doctor has a reputation
for being a bit of a player.
Really? He doesn't strike
me like that at all.
Well, when he first came to Peak View,
- he gave me his phone number.
- DAISY: For work?
And he touched my hand.
Stroked it? Caressed it?
Brushed it. Like a sexy whisper.
Right. [LAUGHS]
Um
how long might he be, do you think?
- Hello, you.
- DAISY: Hey. Not too early?
No. Not at all.
I'll just grab my keys.
DAISY: Mm-hmm.
See you tomorrow.
Until tomorrow, then.
- So
- Mm?
I have a surprise for you.
[BOTH LAUGH]
How do you feel if you
had your own drawer?
For?
For your things.
Open it. There's a surprise.
Ooh.
[GASPS]
Oh, look!
Oh!
Thank you. It's beautiful.
It's not too much? With the daisies?
No. It's perfect.
You're wonderful. Thank you.
Mwah.
DAVID: So what do you
think of the place?
Maybe it's time I redecorated.
- I'd love your help.
- Oh. Um, well
how about a slate gray,
like the mountains?
But with aspects of deep, deep blue,
like the sky.
Hm.
- I love blue.
- Really?
Yeah.
Don't you?
Well, it's early days, but
- I love you, too, Daisy.
- [GASPS]
DAVID: It's been a long time
since I've felt like this.
DAISY: [MOANS]
[MOANS]
- So, listen
- Mm.
My daughter's coming to
town for this poetry gig.
- Mm-hmm.
- And I would really love you
- to meet her.
- Oh, yes. Of course.
- Now, you will love Sienna.
- [LAUGHS]
She's smart, she's caring, she's kind.
- Oh.
- And she'll really love you.
Oh. Well
So much love. [LAUGHS]
Mm.
[THE EAST POINTERS' "WINTERGREEN" PLAYS]
Let it breathe, if it doesn't
breathe, it's gonna die ♪
Let us see if you let
it be, is it gonna fly? ♪
And set it free and if
it leaves, you say bye ♪
The web we weave and then
we grieve and then we cry ♪
I want to tell you before I forget ♪
Despite the darkness,
some of these days ♪
Wintergreen can't
outshine your radiance ♪
Wintergreen, I love
you more than anything ♪
Wintergreen, despite the darkness ♪
Some of these days ♪
Ooh, ooh, ooh ♪
[MID-TEMPO MUSIC PLAYS]
So that's the, uh, last
of the pickers gone.
- Yeah. I saw that.
- Ah.
[SNIFFS]
Are they always like that, the pickers?
Pretty much.
They're a good bunch.
So, yes. So, what's
what's happening here?
We're checking the sugar levels, right?
Yeah, and the temperature.
Oh. Why the temperature?
Uh, yeast turns sugar
into alcohol and CO2.
But if it gets too warm or
too cold, we're in trouble.
Fermentation will get stuck.
And that's bad?
Yeah, well, it's not good.
If you can't fix it,
you have to chuck it.
And how do you fix it?
Uh, you could kick-start
the fermentation
by adding extra additives, more yeast.
But that can affect the taste,
which is why you don't want it
to stall in the first
place, but we're all good.
- Mm.
- Grapes are grape-ing.
Wine is wine-ing.
It's bubbling along nicely.
Bubbling?
Tippy, are you making a sparkling wine?
PHILIPPE: [LAUGHS]
How did you ever manage
to own a vineyard?
- LOUIS: [CLEARS THROAT]
- You must have
won it in a raffle, n'est-ce pas ?
LOUIS: [LAUGHS] Well, well.
Morning. Morning, Philippe.
To what do we owe this, um, ahem,
unexpected pleasure?
I'm just visiting my clever cousin.
Yes. Well, your clever cousin
is rather busy at the
moment, I'm afraid.
Oh, and you are helping, perhaps?
With what? Maybe, uh, stirring?
Well [LAUGHS]
Well, you'd know all
about that, wouldn't you?
Stirring seems to be
your modus operandi.
I am not sure if you're
trying to insult me,
but you do have an insulting face.
He won't be here long.
Good.
Well, uh
carry on, Tippy.
[SNIFFS]
How's the first ferment?
- Yeah, it's fine.
- Oh.
I have something for you.
What is it?
Okay.
This is the Bidois family crest.
Your family crest, huh?
And this is our family home.
I thought you might like to see it.
- Thanks.
- Meh, it's nothing really.
TIPPY: Hey, I'm testing
the Broken Barrel later.
Did you want to taste it?
Of course. I-I would love to.
- Hi, Gus.
- How are you going?
Queenstown again?
Yeah. Yeah.
I wish I could get frequent flyer miles
for driving, you know?
- What are you up to?
- Oh. Not much.
It's all a bit of a letdown
after harvest, isn't it?
- Mm. It's quieter.
- LOUIS: Yeah.
Do you have to go now?
I mean, we could
I don't know. We could
work on the rocket or
Oh. Sorry, mate. Griff needs me.
It's a big show for
him, and, you know, he
he says it makes him feel
better when I'm there.
Yeah, well I suppose
I can let you off.
We should all support
the people we care about.
Which is probably
what I should be doing.
- The thing is
- No. I'll catch up then, eh?
Yep, okay. Yep. Bye.
Bye.
[BREATHES SHARPLY]
[CHIMES RINGING]
Hello! Morning.
There you are.
What do you want, Louis?
You've got, uh three minutes.
LOUIS: Oh. Right.
Um, well, I'd like
you to give me some
some wine-making lessons.
Tippy didn't seem very keen.
Teachers are born, not created.
Hilary, I need to
learn. For heaven's sake,
I can't be the only vintner in the world
who doesn't know how to
how to vint.
Um, so so what are
you what are you doing?
Silent vigil of healing.
Full moon sun cycle of the breath
connecting to the universe.
LOUIS: So, you're gonna
stand there for 24 hours?
- Mm-hmm.
- Won't you get hungry?
- What about bathroom breaks?
- 30 seconds.
Oh, my God. Here we go.
HILARY: Bugger off, Louis.
All right. All right! All right.
Is everything okay?
Um yes.
Yeah, no. Sorry. I'm [LAUGHS]
probably just a bit nervous
about meeting your daughter.
- Ah.
- And a poet, no less.
- [LAUGHS]
- I'm kind of imagining her
in a long, floaty dress with a
a crown of flowers, carrying a harp.
God, no. She's very down to earth.
Oh.
- Morning, Dr. Shipley.
- Oh.
- MARISSA: And Daisy.
- Hi.
How lovely to see you both.
If you're feeling peckish, I can
highly recommend the frittata.
It's superb.
Well, that's the new chef. Yes.
She's designed a cake for our book club
as a tribute to this month's
book, which is "Cat's Eye."
And we're thrilled that
we've managed to get
- Sienna for a reading.
- DAVID: Yeah, I'm thrilled, too.
- I haven't seen her in months.
- MARISSA: Mm.
Oh. So your Sienna is going
to be at your book club?
Yes, well, it was in the e-mail.
I don't think you RSVP'd.
Oh. Sorry. I must have missed it.
Oh, that's all right. I wasn't
sure if you were a book person.
Oh, well, I do read.
MARISSA: Oh. Well,
yes, of course you do.
- Oh, never mind. Next time.
- No
Actually, you know what?
I think I can make it.
Oh. Well, that's wonderful.
But have read the book, "Cat's Eye?"
[LAUGHS] Of course. Well, who hasn't?
Well, I look forward
to seeing you both then.
My apologies, Marissa,
but my weekend clinics
have proven very popular,
and, besides, I
have heard Sienna's poetry a lot.
Well, we'll just see
you then, Daisy. Hmm?
Look forward to your,
uh, unique perspective.
[BOTH LAUGH]
- Au revoir !
- DAISY: Mm
Um, shouldn't I be meeting Sienna
with you for the first time?
Yeah. Well, that was the plan.
But now you're going to the
book club, and I can't go.
- Oh.
- DAVID: Don't worry.
I told you She'll love you.
Knock, knock. [KNOCKS]
- Only me.
- Oh.
- Hope I'm not interrupting.
- Oh, if only.
- Do you want a cuppa?
- Oh. No, no, no.
I've just come from brunch with David.
Oh. Dr. David.
- DAISY: Mm.
- [SIGHS]
So, you've moved away
from fertility goats then.
Oh. My hormones are just
raging right now, like, raging.
And Vic's been no help.
Look, I know he's had terrible
morning sickness, but
I think he's just using
it as an excuse now.
He just doesn't seem to be
interested in me anymore.
Oh.
NIC: But tell me about your love life.
Let me live through you.
Okay. Um
Oh! [LAUGHS] That's a
Uh
well, um
- David said the "L" word.
- [GASPS]
Oh, no. Only because
I said, "I love blue."
Oh.
Is that Australian?
No, no. He misheard me.
I said, "I love blue,"
and he thought I said,
"I love you." And
I mean, he's perfect. He's amazing.
But it's just, it's so soon.
Oh, no. Time doesn't matter.
The heart knows, even
if the mouth doesn't.
Hm. And now I'm meeting
his daughter at book club.
Have you ever been to book club?
I'm not really book club league.
Right.
I've never heard of
the book "Cat's Eye."
OMG! [GASPS]
I have absorbed "Catseye" into my soul!
DAISY: Oh.
Oh, here.
It's by Andre Norton,
and it's about a man on a distant planet
who communicates
telepathically with animals.
- Oh.
- It's wonderful!
Oh! You're in love, and
you're reading "Catseye."
I am so happy for you! [GASPS]
Oh. [LAUGHS]
- Um
- DAISY: Oh.
- You better go.
- Yeah. Okay.
Thanks for the book. [LAUGHS]
NIC: [BREATHING HEAVILY]
DON: Why do you want Daisy here?
I mean, she's not terribly bookish.
I hope this isn't part of
some "get Oakley" scheme.
Oh, of course not. I mean [LAUGHS]
I want Shimmering
Lake to outclass Oakley
on the quality of our wines
not on our social
standing in the community.
[CHUCKLES] Which I would win, anyway.
What kind of cake is it?
Oh, well [CHUCKLES]
The new chef said that
she adored "Cat's Eye,"
so I left it up to her.
- Should we have a look?
- MARISSA: Mm.
Oh, for God Oh! Get rid of that.
Oh, I think I'm gonna
have to have a lie-down.
Oh!
[GROANS]
Oh. Well, well, well. There you are.
I didn't think you
were ever coming back.
What? I live here.
Yes. Well one wonders sometimes.
What's that you've got there?
What on earth
I didn't know you were a sci-fi buff.
Well, there's a lot of things
about me you don't know
like the fact I've been
tricked into going to book club.
[LAUGHS] I thought you said you'd rather
- stick pins in your eyes?
- DAISY: I did.
But, you know, things change.
Except now I have to read
the whole bloody thing.
It's impossible. I keep
trying to scroll the page
- with my thumb.
- Oh, look.
You don't have to read the whole thing.
You just need to know how to swot.
That's what got me through university.
The secret to being a good lawyer
is to appear more knowledgeable
than you actually are.
I don't think that's much of a secret.
LOUIS: [LAUGHS]
Okay, look. Here's some reviews.
So just memorize the main points,
and then just chuck things
in casually, like, um
like, "Anthropomorphism is the
backbone of speculative fiction.
It represents an alternate
side of humanity."
- Anthropo-what-ism?
- Anthro
It's, like, when animals
behave like people.
Oh. Oh!
Oh, like like "Charlotte's Web"?
- Or "Wind in the Willows"?
- Exactly!
Mm. Or your childhood
trauma "Watership Down"?
- No. That's very different.
- [LAUGHS]
Oh, God. My brain just
doesn't work like that.
Daisy, you do not give
yourself enough credit.
DAISY: Mm
Oh, could you come with me? Please?
There'll be wine
and cake and Don.
- He's always fun.
- LOUIS: Yeah.
All right. I'll come.
- Really?
- Yeah.
It's been very quiet here, and
well, frankly, it'd be nice
to spend some time with you.
I've not seen much of you lately.
Oh! Yay! Thanks.
David's daughter's gonna be there,
and I have to make a good impression.
- You mean Sienna?
- Yeah. Do you know her?
TIPPY: Well, everyone
knows Sienna Shipley.
She bulldozed a statue of Captain Cook
when she was in high school.
And last year, she painted a poem
about white privilege
across the Basin Reserve.
Oh, God. When David
said she wrote poems,
I thought he meant, like,
love poems or something.
Yeah, nah, not quite her style.
Right. [SIGHS] You've got the book?
- Ah, yes.
- LOUIS: [CLEARS THROAT]
Done your research?
DAISY: Kind of. [LAUGHS]
[KNOCKING]
And you look very nice.
- Oh.
- Very book club. You'll be fine.
The last time I wore this was to a wake.
And this, I imagine,
will be just as much fun.
- Hello!
- Oh, hello.
Come in.
[INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS]
Daisy, why on earth
did you agree to come?
Oh. I-I thought book
club sounded like fun.
Book club is Marissa's
form of competitive sport.
- Ah.
- Not you, too?
Don, I have been known
to read a book, you know?
Well, good luck, because
you're the only man here.
You might get eaten alive.
- But aren't you coming?
- Good God, no.
I'm aiming to be as
far away as possible
and eat cake.
In you go!
[LAUGHS NERVOUSLY]
Mm. [CLEARS THROAT]
[INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS]
MRS. TALBOT: [LAUGHS]
Oh! Oh! Hi! Hi!
I feel like a pig on a spit.
Don't you dare leave me.
I won't. Don't worry.
[BOTH LAUGH, SIGH]
Oh, that must be
David's daughter, Sienna.
- Is it too late to run away?
- Yes. I think it probably is.
Next time we'll join a skydiving club.
I guarantee it'll be much safer.
[BOTH LAUGH]
Okay. Mm, mm.
[MID-TEMPO MUSIC PLAYS]
Hello, Daisy. And Louis.
Oh, what an unexpected surprise.
I hope you don't mind me gate-crashing.
It's just that, well, "Catseye"
is one of my favourite books, and
MARISSA: Sienna! Sienna!
Sienna Shipley, this is, um,
Louis Oakley and Daisy
Monroe of Oakley Wines.
But I'm sure you two have met already.
- Oh.
- No, no, we haven't. Not yet.
But I know who you are.
There aren't too many
Australian Daisies in Peak View.
Oh, that's just because
we yank them out,
because they're weeds. [LAUGHS]
Well, that's a
That's a joke, of course.
DAISY: [LAUGHS] It's really
lovely to meet you, Sienna.
And a poet? Wow. Ooh!
That is so nice. Yeah, yeah.
Uh, I-I won a prize for poetry once.
- SIENNA: Mm.
- Yeah. In primary school.
It was a poem about
a a llama. [LAUGHS]
Or no. It might have been a sheep.
Uh, anyway, it was
something to do with wool.
Do you know, I remember because
I rhymed "wool" with "school."
Yeah. It was like, "Da-da-da-da-da wool,
da-da-da-da-da school. School."
Although if you think about it,
"wool" doesn't really
rhyme with "school."
Sienna, over here. There's
someone I'd love you to meet.
DAISY: [LAUGHS] Oh
What the hell was going on there?
I thought you were having a stroke.
Did I just say to an award-winning poet
that "wool" doesn't rhyme with "school"?
Don't worry. You're very twitchy.
- I am.
- Meeting your boyfriend's
- daughter is serious business.
- Well, see, that's the thing.
I don't know how serious I am.
I'm just gonna drink.
MARISSA: She is a three-time winner
of the Ward Award for Words,
and her next collection,
"Sell-out," will be published next year.
And I am honored to
present to you all
Sienna Shipley.
[APPLAUSE]
"You gave me a platform; am
I supposed to be grateful?
You've taken it all and still want more,
my juicy lips, and swaying hips,
my sweet, brown ass and
Maori backstage pass.
This land is my platform.
The gentle swath of forest,
the hungry rasp of sea,
not bought, not owned,
not taken, not paid for,
but given
tenderly.
A woman only reveals her deepest heart
to those who have earned it.
She chooses who will seek immortality
between her thighs.
And you, I'm sorry, I'm afraid,
but you do not get the prize.
even though you smile and nod.
I'll recline on this alabaster
platform of your making,
hot
steamy
delicious
with lashings of fresh brown clout."
[APPLAUSE]
What's brown clout?
It's a type of pudding.
MRS. TALBOT: Oh! [LAUGHS]
[INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS]
Okay.
- Don't mind me.
- Oh, thank you.
- Thanks very much.
- Excuse me. Um
I-I loved your reading.
Oh. I could see it had an effect on you.
Oh. Well, I'm sure
everyone felt the same.
Oh, don't know about that.
People can't see what's
right in front of them.
Oh, um, what do you mean?
- Privilege.
- Oh.
People get very defensive
when you point out
- that they're dripping in it.
- [BOTH CHUCKLE]
So, are you staying
for the book discussion?
SIENNA: Oh, sadly, no.
"Cat's Eye," isn't it?
- Yeah.
- I studied it at university.
I've always loved Margaret Atwood.
- Ah.
- She's been writing
groundbreaking feminist
works for over 50 years.
It's remarkable, right?
Yeah. Yep.
And the book about the
man on a distant planet
that can talk to animals with his mind?
- Do you
- No, I don't know that one.
You like to read in bed?
In bed? [LAUGHS]
Well, I-I
Yeah. Sometimes.
- So do I.
- Really?
Hi. I think you've left your lights on.
- Oh. Thank you.
- Yeah.
Goodbye.
- [CLEARS THROAT]
- You're fine, actually.
I just thought you might
need an escape route.
The sharks were circling.
That's very kind of you.
I was starting to feel a
little bit like, um dinner.
Well, single men of a certain
age are a rarity in Peak View.
But the same can't be said
for the women, I'm afraid.
Now, are you one of them?
Sorry. That was very rude.
No, um, I'm
[GASPS] Ah. Married.
Not that it's any of my business.
I'm widowed, actually.
Oh.
Yeah. Well, I really hate that word.
I'll never get used to it.
It's very Brothers
Grimm, don't you think?
Oh, you're attached.
- Yes.
- Mm.
Yes, that's better. I'm attached.
LOUIS: Mm.
Sorry. You're very familiar.
Do you work in the Post Shop or
Don't you remember?
Wandering up the middle of the road,
yelling at the top of your voice?
- Oh, no.
- Mm.
Not the David Bow
You're the police.
I'm sorry. I-I didn't recognize
you with your uniform off.
Uniform on. Any uniform at all.
Considering the state you were in,
I am absolutely not surprised.
- LOUIS: [LAUGHS]
- Ah, excuse me.
[LAUGHS, WHIMPERS]
Ah. Right. I'll start the car.
Sorry. Emergency.
- YVONNE: No problem.
- Bye.
[GLASS RINGING]
Could everyone take their seats, please?
Daisy. Louis.
Thank you.
And I think that we can all agree
that Atwood's feminist observations
of the trauma of childhood bullying,
as seen through the lens of an adult,
are simply unparalleled.
- Daisy?
- Mm-hmm?
What did you like about the book?
Oh. [BREATHES SHARPLY]
Lots. [LAUGHS]
Mm.
But did you know that
Margot Atwood has
- Margaret.
- DAISY: Oh, well
she'll always be Margot to me. [LAUGHS]
Did you know Margot Atwood
has been writing about feminism
for 50 years? Mm.
Uh, and the book, Daisy?
Uh, yes. Bullying, wasn't it?
- Mm.
- LOUIS: [CLEARS THROAT]
Well, um
I think if we were to compare
it to, say, "Charlotte's Web"
- Why?
- DAISY: Well, you know,
Charlotte was a woman
and I'm sure she was bullied
for having eight legs
when mostly everyone else
on the farm had four.
Well some had two, uh, I think.
- There was a goose.
- Yep. There was a goose.
Ah! Anthropomorphism!
It's the backbone of
speculative fiction!
Yes. That's very good. Well done.
- Thank you.
- LOUIS: Mm.
And what were your thoughts on, um
Elaine's vision of the Virgin Mary?
Uh
I thought, uh
Well, it's nice to have
visitors, isn't it? [LAUGHS]
Daisy, there's absolutely
no shame in admitting
that you haven't read the book.
Uh yes, all right.
Well, yeah, okay. I
haven't read the book.
- Mm.
- I got the wrong book, actually.
- And I didn't read that either.
- MARISSA: Do not fret.
It takes a certain type of person
to appreciate classical literature.
I didn't read it either. [LAUGHS]
- Beg your pardon?
- I don't like your books.
I like steamy romance.
- I didn't even crack the cover.
- DAISY: Ah.
- Well, I read it.
- Oh, well, thank you, Yvonne.
But I hated it.
It really sucked.
DAISY: Well, if
everyone hates the books,
why don't we just have
book club without them?
Plonk club!
- Ah, there you go.
- WOMAN: Plonk club.
WOMAN #2: Plonk club.
WOMAN #3: Oh, yes.
[INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS]
[SIGHS] Intellectual wasteland.
[INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS]
Sorry, Marissa. Hope you don't mind.
Au contraire ! I've never
been afraid to embrace change.
DAISY: Mm.
Well, some of the
girls were hoping to
have a turn at hosting.
- WOMAN: Here we go.
- It's making me nervous.
Yay!
[WOMEN CHEERING, LAUGHTER]
- Can't wait.
- LOUIS: [LAUGHS]
Well, no. Actually,
I have an early start.
Someone I won't say who
ran into the back of my bike.
Ah. Poor Louis.
He's been the center
of attention all day.
I might just go and rescue him.
Doesn't look like he needs it.
Could have been
No, no. I'll get in a lot of
trouble if I reveal his name.
[MARISSA CHUCKLES]
Sorry I'm late.
- These were on the doorstep.
- DAISY: Oh!
Ah.
TIPPY: We've got a lot on today.
Hope you don't flake out.
GUS: No. I'm sweet.
- I just well
- [DAISY CLEARS THROAT]
GUS: We want to spend time together,
even though we don't spend
a lot of time together.
You don't have to go there
every night, you know.
DAISY: No. I think it's romantic.
In fact, romance must be in the air,
because Louis had a bit
of a moment last night
with a lovely lady. Didn't you, Louis?
Yvonne. You seemed quite taken with her.
Have you got a thing
for women in uniform?
- She wasn't in uniform.
- GUS: I saw her at Hilary's.
Yeah, she was having, like, a
little yarn on the front porch,
which was lucky.
Why is that lucky?
I was speeding, and she didn't see me.
- Oh.
- Hilary must have finished
her healing circle early.
When I saw her yesterday,
she was about to embark on
a 24-hour silent meditation
outside in the nude.
- DAISY: Oh.
- That's stupid.
- No. They're her beliefs, Tippy.
- TIPPY: No.
I mean, wine makers can't spend
24 hours on their naked butts
at this time of year.
She's got things to do.
- DAISY: Oh.
- TIPPY: So do we.
GUS: Oh.
[KNOCK ON DOOR]
LOUIS: Hilary?
Hilar
Hilary, what are you
[SIGHS]
Hilary.
Oh, don't be like that! I
know you've already broken
your vow of silence anyway.
With Yvonne.
And you crashed into her bike.
And I also know you're supposed
to be working on your wine,
instead of doing whatever this is.
- What is this?
- Fine!
I'll tell you, and then you can go.
I had an accident with the vintage.
I got some of the
temperature readings mixed up,
because of, you know.
- And, um
- LOUIS: [SIGHS]
the upshot is that
fermentation has stalled.
Well, can't you add some
more yeast and things?
You could still save it.
No. It's too late. It doesn't matter.
It's just been a bad year, that's all.
No, no. There must be
something we can do to help.
I'll talk to Tippy.
No, no, no. Not a word to anyone!
I know you're concerned, Louis.
But you need to promise me that.
All right. All right.
[SIGHS]
I promise.
And you keep that promise
or more than just your word will break.
What's that supposed to be?
It's a warning.
You look beautiful. Relax.
You didn't see me at book club.
I was overdressed, and
I went on and on and on.
She won't care.
She'll love you, too.
Yeah about that.
Um, can we Can we sit for a minute?
Are you gonna break up with me?
Because that is a pretty big turnaround.
DAISY: [LAUGHS]
Um okay, look. I'm just gonna say it.
You know when we were
talking about decorating
you thought that I said, "I love you."
And what I actually
said was, "I love blue."
"I love blue"?
Mm. I'm so sorry.
- [LAUGHS] I love blue?
- I'm sorry, yes.
No. No. Don't be. It's hilarious.
- Well
- Awkward, but hilarious.
You know, I have one deaf ear, eh?
Yeah. And, well, you've
got hair in it, as well.
I remember. [LAUGHS]
I love blue.
Well, I'm not going to take
back what I said. But
I understand if you don't feel the same.
I don't want you to
take back what you said.
And it's it's not awkward at all.
Because I'm
I really am falling in love with you.
- With blue?
- [LAUGHS]
Oh, blue is very
evocative. [DOOR CLOSING]
[LAUGHS] I love blue.
Yeah. Ooh! Ha!
Hey, hun.
- Hi.
- Come and meet Daisy.
Hi.
It's nice to properly meet you.
Oh. Well, we didn't
really get a chance before.
SIENNA: Mmm.
Sorry if I came off a bit ditzy.
Hey. Enough of that.
This is one very savvy businesswoman,
who's turning her vineyard into
one of the best in the country.
She's already winning trophies.
Well, one trophy.
And that's down to
our wine maker, Tippy.
He's always been like that
super supportive of every little thing.
When I was in Year 10, I just
scraped by in a maths test,
and he actually took out a notice
in the local paper congratulating me.
- He did not!
- I was so proud.
- [LAUGHS]
- I was mortified.
My mates called me Einstein for months,
and not in a good way.
Oh. That's very sweet though.
Yeah, well. You know,
I'm a sweet little puppy.
Well, you are.
Tippy, you know how
we were talking about,
um, stalled fermentation?
- We were?
- Yeah.
Is there anything else that can save it,
apart from the additives?
- Nope.
- Are you sure?
You're stressing over nothing.
No, hypothetically, how else could
a wine maker produce a
vintage if they've stalled it?
Well [SIGHS]
If they could get their
hands on another barrel
of fermented wine,
they could re-blend it.
That way, they could still
get a vintage out of it,
even if it's not their grapes.
Brilliant! So do we
have any spare barrels?
- No.
- Ooh.
Louis. The Broken Barrel blend is fine.
So just chill, okay?
You'll taint the grapes.
All right.
I need eight barrels of fermented wine.
Screwed up your grapes, huh?
Well, they say wine making is a gift.
Guess you ain't got it.
It's not for me, actually, Rowan.
Have you got the barrels or not?
- Of course.
- Excellent!
For 10 grand.
- What?
- Are we doing business?
- No.
- Later, Willie!
[SIGHS]
Don't call me that.
You want a barrel of fermented wine?
Yeah. Ah, as many as you can manage.
It's for a charity event.
Um, a raffle.
Wouldn't you rather have a
crate of the finished product?
No. Uh, this charity represents
underprivileged wine makers.
You don't see many of them around.
Well, It's very niche charity.
Is Oakley in trouble?
Because if you need a few
barrels to get through
LOUIS: No, no, no. It's not Oakley.
You must think I came
down in the last shower.
All right. All right.
It's for a veteran Peak View
wine maker who's lost her vint
who's lost who's lost their vintage,
ah, because of her fail
because of their failing eyesight.
Mmm.
I can give you three barrels.
That's marvellous, Don. Thank you.
Hilary is one of us.
And so are you.
Uh, how did you know it was ?
Oh.
A veteran female wine maker,
whom you think enough about
to lie to your friends?
All right. Well, don't
mention it, will you?
I'll try and rustle up
a few more donations.
[GLASS SHATTERS] Oh!
Terribly sorry, Don.
"It's not just your word
that will be broken."
DON: What was that?
Nothing.
What do you need wine
for? Is Oakley okay?
LOUIS: Oh, yes. No, no, no.
This is for a lady wine
maker who's lost her vintage
due to her failing eyesight.
OMG. Who?
Uh, no. She shall remain, uh, nameless.
Oh! Hilary. She crashed
into Yvonne's bike.
She said she didn't see it.
Oh. This bloody town is far too small.
- Ooh. Oh.
- Oh!
Jason Momoa! Oh!
I'm so sorry. Nic,
that's totally my fault.
I'll pay for the damage.
It's just, um
I've been cursed.
Mate! You should know better
than bringing a curse into this place.
We've got babies on the way.
LOUIS: I'll go now, Vic.
Yeah. If you just
move just move that.
Thank you. [CLEARS THROAT]
PHILIPPE: Can I tell you a secret?
This is my favourite
part of wine making,
when you have brought the
earth, sun, wind, rain, and grape
together in a beautiful, wild,
orchestral moment of symphony,
but you do not yet
know what the melody is.
And it's
it's the not knowing
makes it so delicious.
Meh, it'll be fine.
[SNIFFS]
Mmm.
You don't like it?
No, I adore it! It's good.
It's it's not like the Stanley,
but why would it be, eh?
All wine is different, like women, eh?
But this this is a very fine wine.
It's, uh, accessible, you know?
You will place many,
many orders for this wine.
LOUIS: That's marvellous.
Thank you. Thank you so much.
Bye.
Oh. Hey, listen.
I've, um, I've invited David
and Sienna over for dinner.
Will you be around?
Well, unless that's a problem?
Uh, no, no, no. No. Invite away.
Oh.
So, what are you doing?
[SIGHS] Well, what I
Just hang on.
Uh
Um, what?
- Hilary has lost her vintage.
- [GASPS]
And her eyesight is getting pretty bad,
and as far as I know, she's
not done anything about that,
other than nude bloody prayer circles.
Do you know what? Getting old is hard.
It's like every body part
takes turns giving up.
Mmm. Do you want me to open a window?
No. Oh, no.
[LAUGHS] No, I'm
just I'm hot blooded.
So, what can we do to help?
Well, I'm getting together a list of,
uh, donations of fermented wine,
so she can at least get a vintage out.
Oh, that's so sweet.
Well, put Oakley down
for as many as she needs.
Well, we're a little
stretched unfortunately.
But I'm going to go
round to Hilary today,
tell her about the donations.
I don't know how she's
gonna take it, frankly.
Well, would you like me to
come with you? Moral support?
All right. That would
be great. Thank you.
- [GLASS SHATTERS]
- [GASPS] Oh!
Is it all right?
How could you?! I told
you not to tell anyone.
And you told everyone!
Well, no, Louis was just
trying to make things easier
for you, Hilary.
He's organised barrels of wine
so you can have a vintage this year.
I'm not your problem to fix.
Don't come here again!
[SIGHS]
You did a good thing, Louis.
She asked me not to
interfere, and what did I do?
- [CELLPHONE CHIMES]
- Well, you did what
any friend would do.
There's an e-mail from the
Taste of the South people
about the wine makers' panel.
They want to know if
Tippy is doing a mini?
A a mihi.
A what? A mihi? What's a mihi?
[SIGHS] I'm not quite sure.
Oh.
Look, I'll talk to Tippy.
Why don't you have a
rest when we get back?
Do you good.
Yeah. I do feel a bit done in.
You're a good man, Louis.
Hilary is lucky to
have a friend like you,
and she will realise that, too.
Hopefully.
- [KNOCK ON DOOR]
- Knock knock.
- Hey, Tippy. Got a sec?
- Sort of.
DAISY: Taste of the South
have asked if you'll do
a mihi at the panel.
What is that exactly?
It's a Maori greeting and introduction.
Oh. Lovely! Shall I say yes?
Seems a shame not to.
Fine.
Um, is that the new blend? Can I try it?
Not just yet.
Just got to let it breathe for a while.
Right. Well, I trust your judgement.
You are our superstar, after all.
LOUIS: Ooh. Very nice.
Daisies?
Yeah. David bought it for me.
Oh. So he wouldn't
forget your name. [LAUGHS]
Oh, ha-ha.
Now listen, I spoke to Tippy.
She said she was fine with the
mihi, but, uh, I don't know.
She seemed worried.
Oh. She needs a break.
She's been working all hours.
DAISY: The blend is nearly ready though.
Oh. She happy with it?
Well, I wouldn't say happy.
But Tippy is never over the
moon about anything, is she?
[LOUIS CHUCKLES]
So
Are you gonna get ready?
Yep. Sorry. Can't be late for, uh
Doctor David.
You
you really like him, don't you?
Um
Yeah. I really do.
No, I just want tonight
to be perfect, that's all.
It was delicious.
Oh, I just threw it together.
That's what you usually do.
It doesn't come out like this.
Sienna, would you like some more wine?
Yeah, yeah. Is that one of yours?
It's The Stanley. It won an award.
Well, I mean, our genius
Tippy won an award.
And now you're the great brown
hope of the vineyard, are you?
Something like that.
SIENNA: It's funny how that happens.
You're not just successful,
but you're a successful Maori.
So much pressure, eh?
Are you local?
Ah, Taranaki.
Te Maunga Titohe.
I'm not fluent or anything.
Disconnection is really common.
You don't have to know everything.
Yeah. We're from up north. Ngapuhi.
Tippy, do you want me
to call the organisers
and tell them you don't
want to do the mihi?
You don't have to.
Or maybe Sienna could help you.
Yeah. No prob.
I'll call you later in the week?
Cool. Thanks.
DAISY: Thank you, Gus.
Okay.
Hey, uh, thank you
for a wonderful dinner.
Oh. It was great to have you.
Oh. [LAUGHS]
You're a really lovely person, Daisy.
- Oh.
- Really sweet and funny.
Thanks.
SIENNA: So I, um
I don't want you to
take this the wrong way
when I say you're not the
right fit for my father.
Sorry, what?
SIENNA: My Dad has been through a lot
over the past few years,
and I don't want to see him get hurt.
- Oh, yeah. But I wouldn't.
- He needs someone
authentic.
You think I'm not authentic?
I think you are who you are.
Well, isn't that the
definition of authentic?
Touché. Um
Let me put it another way.
You're a socialite who's
never really worked
five engagements.
And now you're at the
beginning of a journey.
You're only just finding your path.
You've done your homework.
It's an important subject to me.
Daisy, again, nothing personal.
I just I know what my father needs.
So perhaps it's better
if you finish this
before it really gets started.
For everyone's sake.
Thanks again for a lovely night.
Thank you. That was perfect.
- Welcome.
- I'll call you tomorrow.
Mm-hmm.
You all right?
Oh, yeah. Just allergies.
They always play up at night.
Sienna seems nice. And David is a
He's a good man.
Yes. Yep.
You, uh
make a lovely couple.
Well, I'm glad someone
seems to think so.
[SIGHS]
- Another bottle?
- Yes.
[CLEARS THROAT]
Oh.
That's the new blend.
Shall we?
- It's a lovely colour.
- Mm.
- Oh.
- Ooh. It smells like
It smells like Christmas.
Oh. I know what you
mean, but it's that
not quite Christmas, more like
more like toffee apples at the fair.
- Ooh.
- Yeah. [LAUGHS]
Or sunshine on mown grass.
Mmm.
[GASPS]
Oh, bloody hell.
- Mmm.
- Oh!
It gets better with every
sip! How is that possible?
Bloody hell!
Tippy, I I'm floored.
You have floored me.
DAISY: When I was 13, I was
given my first Gucci bag.
Second-hand, mind, but it
was the best day of my life.
And this is that in a glass.
It's not as good as the Stanley.
- Uh
- Philippe said it would be
- very popular.
- Ah, yeah. Yes.
And it will. I mean,
that's great. Right?
No. Popular is easy.
Same as everyone else.
I knew he'd get inside your head!
No, no, no, no, no. [LAUGHS]
Maybe it was lost in translation.
Tippy, this wine is incredible.
I mean, it is it is
better than incredible.
I have never tasted anything like it.
It it's triumphant,
it's it's majestic.
It's a revelation! It's it's
- It's gone.
- Yes. It's gone!
- It's what?
- What?
I'm glad you liked it,
but that's the last of it.
[LAUGHS] No, no, no, no, no.
There's vats of the stuff.
I'm sorry. I wasn't happy with it.
So I re-blended the lot.
[GASPS] What?
What?!
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