Offspring (2010) s02e08 Episode Script

- Thanks for last night.
- It was fun.
Whoo! Why does it have to be Phil D'Arabont? What, are you having second thoughts about this sperm donor thing? Oh, well, is there any room for second thoughts once the Billie Proudman juggernaut's trundling through town? - Dad hated me.
- He didn't hate you.
- You were his son! - I was his faggot son.
I'm pregnant! A friend of mine is interning where Patrick used to work.
She reckons their opiate supplies had a habit of disappearing.
Thinks Patrick's an addict.
- I should go home now.
- Oh.
Do you have to? - Mmm.
- Thank you.
Thank you.
"Who's that fascinating woman?" they all thought, as she breezed through the park.
Not the usual exercise freak.
What'd she get up to last night? Thanks for asking.
This is the walk of a woman who untangled her tangle last night.
Walk of shame, huh? Not the walk of shame.
This is a victory lap.
See how breezy I am? Spreading sunshine, feeling groovy.
Just because a girl's never had casual sex before doesn't mean she can't do it now.
This is the '90s.
Notnot the '90s, the noughties.
No, this is whatever comes after the noughties.
This isthis is this is a woman who's missing an earring.
Small price to pay.
Morning! Mum? Why does everyone just assume that I'm always free to do whatever they want? Because you always are.
Well, for your information, I've got a very busy day today.
I'm gonna participate in a collective artwork.
Watch.
Sunrise, 2, 3, 4.
Sunset, 2, 3, 4.
East wind.
West wind.
Ocean floor.
No, no, no, wait.
That comes later.
- First it's Ah! Eagle.
- Nina? Would you explain to Jimmy that a flash mob doesn't earn him money? You can't put a price on art, Billie.
And why are you talking like that? Why can't he go to his flash mob? Mick has to compose a soundtrack.
It's not even for a movie.
A movie would be cool.
It's for a corporate video.
And it has to be finished by close of business today.
And it pays good money.
Why are you talking like a serial killer? I am trying to stay calm to monitor my cortisol levels.
- What's cortisol? - Stress hormone.
Yes, and because I'm pregnant, I need to keep my levels low by - By talking like a serial killer.
- By staying calm.
Sometimes when you talk, I just want to reach for the remote and press mute.
Sorry.
Sorry.
Nina, what are you doing here? Did you even come home last night? There's no reason to lie.
No, I didn't come home last night.
I was having casual sex with someone I don't even like! Ha-ha! On second thoughts Yeah.
Yeah, I came home last night.
I didn't hear you.
Well, Iwent Came in late.
You were already asleep.
Alright.
That's enough.
Then I woke up early and thought, "Oh, I'll go for a walk.
" So I walked through the park, with joggers.
And then II just ended up here.
And I thought, "Oh, fancy that.
It's breakfast time.
"I'll just go inside and have breakfast with mum.
" Wow.
Really kept hoping that story was going to go somewhere.
- Mmm.
- Well, what are you two doing here? - Oh, hairy bread at our place.
- Ours too.
Ooh! Mum's got croissants.
Good.
Because if I'm going to work all day planting saplings then I'm gonna need to have a big - Hey.
- Buenos dias.
Ah, Mademoiselle Billie.
Mwah.
Mwah.
G'day, Jimmy.
And you must be Nina.
- Hi.
- Hi.
Uh, this is Phil D'Arabont.
Uh, actually pronounced 'Derra-boh'.
- Mmm, croissant.
Mmm.
- Oh, God.
Hi, Mum.
Oh, everyone.
This is Phil.
We've done the intros, Mum.
Why are you wearing that? Like most people, I like to cross-dress in the mornings.
Ah.
Dad! Darcy.
Whatwhat are you doing here, Dad? The bread was hairy at home.
I'm putting on croissants.
Yeah.
Yes.
You all seem veryvery cosy.
You're obviously, um Well, I'm intruding.
Awkward.
Awkward.
- Awkward.
- Yes.
I was there.
Hey, do you think that Phil D'Arabont looks like Dad, except maybe 10 years younger? Billie, why are you protecting your belly? 'Cause there's a baby in there.
Well, at this point, the baby's very tiny.
You got some action last night.
What makes you think that? You're in yesterday's clothes.
Plus, let's not forget that elaborate yet pointless lie you subjected us all to back there.
Alright.
I did get some action last night.
Look at you.
- So back on with Fraser? - No.
No.
So, the guy at work who looks like Margaret Thatcher? No! Well, who was it? Give me a name.
Not telling.
Anyway, it was what it was.
Nothing more.
Oh, dear.
What? You're still in the afterglow.
Endorphins.
In a few hours, you're gonna bottom out and be like, "Ooh, what did that all mean?" Or you're gonna be falling in love with him.
No.
No.
That's not going to happen.
How little you know yourself.
You lost an earring.
I know myself.
I was sober.
My eyes were open.
It was like the sex they have in European movies.
Yeah, right before someone gets their head smashed in with a fire-extinguisher.
Here.
Have these.
They're stuck together.
Mmm.
They were in with a Mintie.
I think it melted.
OK.
Go home.
Get changed.
Call me when you want to go through last night in every tiny little paranoid detail.
That's not going to happen.
Ow! That's weird.
Where's Dad? Oh, God.
"How little you know yourself.
" I know myself.
It's fine.
Morning.
Zara, you're good at casual sex, aren't you? Yes.
If the opportunity comes up, you just think, - "Sure, why not? Let's go for it.
" - Yeah.
No strings attached.
For fun.
Like sport.
That's the third time you've asked me.
My answer is still yes.
One-night stands.
Hanky-panky on kitchen benches.
- Nina.
- Mmm? I'm just trying to bond with you.
Why aren't you bonding with Cherie? Me? One-night stands? No, no, no.
I'm not good at them.
I always seem to get them wrong.
You know, try to be all mysterious and then I end up falling in love, or, you know No.
Flings.
I'm very good at flings.
Is that what Martin Clegg is? A fling? I don't know what he is.
Hmm.
Sorry, I'm just after some pointers.
About casual sex? - Not for you.
- Why not for me? - Because you can't do it.
- Yes, I can.
- No.
- No.
It's not for everyone, Nina.
- You think I'm so uncool, don't you? - Yes.
Well, I'm not.
- What's going on with your earrings? - Billie lent them to me.
- Why? - No reason.
Patrick? Cass in room 302 is OK.
First sighting post-encounter.
Raised eyebrows.
What do raised eyebrows mean in casual sex land? Hey there, gorgeous girl from last night.
You rock my world.
Or does it mean? The stench of you offends me.
Ugh! Back off.
- Zara would know how to play this.
- Yes, I would.
But there'd be no point in telling you.
You wouldn't be able to do it.
See? I'm cool.
I emanate an aura of indie rock and progressive politics.
Uh, Nina? Patrick.
Hello.
Hello.
- How are you? - Good.
- How are you? - Good.
I'm gonna give Cass her epidural in 203 now.
Right.
OK.
Was that right? Did I do it right? Going into a mine Ooh, and we'redigging a hole A very big hole in the ground.
Oh, and we have rocks coming out.
That's not rocks falling.
That sounds like a waterfall.
How do I? G'day.
Uh, I've got a delivery for a Mick Holland.
- That's me.
- Great.
Where do you want it? What is it? Mick.
Did you by any chance order a baby's bed to come to my house? Do you like it? You know the baby's not coming for eight more months, right? Yeah.
I got carried away.
Have you ever been to those baby shops? They suck you in and before you know it Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Andrew, Andrew.
It's actually not your job to buy the bed.
Oh, I don't mind.
I wanted to.
The kid needs somewhere to sleep.
And I've never been a dad before.
Yeah, that's just That's just it, Andrew.
You're not gonna be the dad.
Just come and take it away.
- Mick.
- I mean it.
We're not keeping it.
Well, OK.
Well, I can't today.
I'm too busy.
I'll call you tomorrow.
That's good.
That's good.
- Round, round, round.
- Jesus.
Mind the OK.
Good.
It's gorgeous.
I just need somewhere to put it where Billie won't see it.
Oh, is it a surprise? Not exactly.
Look, if it stays here for the day, is that OK? Yeah, of course.
Hey.
How about a cup of tea? Uh, love to but I got to run.
I'm in the middle of something.
- Alright.
- Oh! Don't tell Billie.
My lips are sealed.
Oh, sweet.
- Hi, Billie.
- Neens.
- How you doing? - Fine.
Good.
- Really? - Really.
I'm fine.
Everything's fine, Billie.
It's just I've been thinking through last night.
- What do you mean? - The way you left.
I mean, you'd been quiet and withdrawn all through dinner, and then you had that phone call with work.
You're pregnant.
And then we hugged.
And then you just disappeared.
And then you turn up at mum's this morning and you've been doing the wild thing all night.
- Um - Just think about it, Neens.
I mean, I find out that I'm pregnant and then you go straight out and oingo-boingo.
The two things aren't connected, Billie.
Did the word 'aunty' freak you out? - No.
- This is so unlike you.
I've got to go.
Feeling a little bit left on the shelf? Oh, God.
Pfft.
- Hey, Billie.
- Hey.
What would you say if I told you that I, Darcy Proudman, not only have a new listing, but it's a house that Phil D'Arabont couldn't sell? - Oh, Dad.
That's great.
- Yes! But where is it? It's number 63 Barrett Street, Fitzroy.
Oh, Dad.
Dad, you do realise there was a murder in that house? It wasn't a murder.
It was an accident.
That'sthat's the reason that Phil D'Arabont can't sell it.
Well, I can.
Dad, there are, like, ghosts in the cupboards.
I'm gonna sell that house, Billie.
Just you watch me.
- Mum.
- Oh, Jim.
- Are you busy? - I'm busy, yes.
I've got plans.
Look, I'm working on a deadline on this model.
- I really need some supplies.
- Could you? Oh, what am I to you guys? A bloody pack mule? Oh, please, sweetheart.
Look, I've just got to keep working.
Have you got a pen? Just write this down.
It won't take you long.
- Got a pen? - Yes.
I've got a pen.
You sure? You know what you're like.
Yes, I've got a freaking pen! - Pretty impressive, hey? - Mmm.
Wait until you see inside.
Hello.
If I had sex every time someone got pregnant, I'd have no time to do my job.
Who is this? Coming in? Last night had nothing to do with you being pregnant, or me being left on the shelf.
Well, what was it about, then? Well, maybe it turns out I'm the sort of person that can have sex on a kitchen bench.
Did you have sex on a kitchen bench? - No.
It was on a bed.
- Well, then, technically The point is that it had nothing to do with you and I'd appreciate Oh! - What was that about? - Nothing.
There you are, you see? No ghosts.
No blood spatters.
I think this is the room where it happened.
The woman shot her husband twice in the chest.
- It was an accident.
- And she said it was an accident.
She heard a disturbance and she thought it was an intruder.
How do you mistake your husband for an intruder? He'd come home early from a business trip and hadn't told her about it.
And just happened to have a loaded gun standing by? - She was acquitted.
- It was the perfect crime.
It was a sad conspiracy of circumstance.
Stillit's not easy to sell a house that's had a murder in it.
Even an accidental one.
Well, maybe some things it's best not to know.
Hey, it's not like you can pretend it didn't happen.
- Dad? - Oh! It's got a fantastic backyard.
Look at that! Perfect for kids.
Dad, there's no getting around it.
You have to tell buyers the truth about this house.
Don't you think that some things are best just left in the past? I mean, what good does it do to know all this stuff? Dad, neighbours will visit the owners on the first day.
"Hello.
May I have a cup of sugar? And what about that grisly murder?" II wouldn't buy it now that I know.
And I'd be furious if you hadn't told me.
Fine.
OK.
I'll handle this one on my own.
Don't let Billie freak you out.
Be cool.
Cool with a K.
- Patrick.
- Oh, hi.
Hi.
I justI was justI was just Yeah? I, uhI think I lost my earring.
Think it's at your house.
OK.
I'll have a look for it.
You are the coolest woman on the face of the earth.
Who are we kidding? It wasn't a one-night thing.
I have to kiss you.
You've got a lot of hair stuck to your Oh, have I? It's probably a Mintie.
See you later.
OK.
OK.
What just happened? What's going on? Was that good? Deceptive or misleading conduct by a real estate agent.
Fine up to $1.
1 million.
I called the ombudsman.
They said it's a grey area.
- You see, the incident - Murder.
It happened five years ago.
And we only need to disclose if they ask.
This is more than just legal hoo-ha, Dad.
Well, I'm happy to see it as a lovely young couple getting a great house for their family, so why spoil that? A lie of omission's still a lie.
Alright.
OK.
II You don't want to have a part of this and, alright, I can respect that.
The Darcy Proudman I know would never deliberately lie to a buyer.
- We need that sale.
- Not that badly.
- We do.
I do.
- Well, why? Billie, I'm justasking you, as your father, to just believe in me.
I wish I could.
Billie, you don't kno You You don't know what it's like to see something you've worked all your life to build up just evaporate in front of your eyes.
You don't know what it's like to be madeirrelevant.
And if he thinks I'm just going to curl up and die - Who? - Phil D'Arabont! What's this got to do with Phil D'Arabont? - Thank you, sweetheart.
- Yep.
You know, it's a bit rich for your father to get all het-up about me and Phil D'Arabont.
It's not like he hasn't had his fun over the years.
Been stewing on that one all day, have you, Mum? Well, if it wasn't for you, Darcy would never have seen that video footage.
And if it wasn't for you, there wouldn't have been any video footage.
Look, I don't have time for this.
If I hurry, I can still make my flash mob.
East wind.
West wind.
See you later.
What's that? - Nothing.
- OK.
Claire! I thought you were going to miss it.
Whoo! Yeah! Whoo! Mum! Oh! Hi.
If ever there was a day to test my ability to control myself.
My cortisol levels are probably through the roof and I haven't even yelled at anyone.
Oh, darling.
Come and have a cup of tea.
Mum, Mum, if this thing with you and Phil D'Arabont is designed to send Dad completely gaga, it's worked.
But you always encouraged me to go out and have affairs.
- Yes, but not with Phil D'Arabont.
- Oh! Now Dad's on some man of steel, kryptonite, 'I'm still here' jag and he - wait for this - he's planning on not telling buyers about a murder in a house.
That doesn't sound like Darcy.
I mean, first the heart attack and now this.
I mean, I would think it was a midlife crisis, except he's already had one.
That's how he ended up with Ray, isn't it? Can you talk to him? Oh, the business is his thing.
I don't interfere.
It's one of our unspoken rules.
Well, what am I supposed to do, Mum? Just sit back and wait for him to get slapped with a million-dollar lawsuit? Oh, darling.
You know, pride is a powerful thing, especially in a man.
Sometimes you just have to let them work it out for themselves.
Hmm? OK.
- Mmm.
I love it.
- Ah! - I love it.
I love it.
- Hello.
- I love it.
- What? - I love it.
- What? What are you talking about? Daddy's bought you a brand-new bed, all for you.
Oh! That.
We're not keeping it.
- What? But it's gorgeous.
- No.
Andrew bought it.
Alright? So don't fall in love with it.
- Well, why not? - It was him marking his territory.
Bullshit.
Well, think about it? The baby sleeps in the bed.
Him buying the bed is his way of saying, "Your sperm is substandard.
"You're a failure and you're not that kid's father.
" That's an awful lot for a bed to say.
And, you know, this is exactly what happens when you rush into things without discussing them first.
I'm the one that buys the bed, OK? It's my job and no-one else's.
OK.
Between you and Dad, I am living in a nightmare haze of testosterone.
Come on, Django.
Let's leave Daddy to chew his bile in peace.
Django? I'm trying out new names.
Neens.
I'm nothing but happy for you, Billie.
You're having a baby.
It's wonderful.
I'm going to be an aunty.
And just because two things happen on the same night, doesn't mean that they're connected.
- Don't hang up on me.
- Well, you hung up on me first! - Hey, Nina.
- Hi.
Uh, there's something in the pigeonhole for you.
Oh, yeah, I saw that too.
So, like, when the two of you are in bed I'm not answering any more of your questions, Kim No note.
No message? Just the earring.
Returned.
- What is it? - What? Nothing.
It's something I lost.
Nina, do you want to know the secret to casual sex? Mm-hmm.
Just clear your mind.
And now think, "I am a beautiful creature.
"And I have a secret.
" That's the secret? Yes.
- The secret's having a secret? - Yes.
Can that possibly work? "I am a beautiful creature and I have a secret.
" You're so up yourself.
Ooh.
No, I'm not.
OK.
Let's try again.
"I'm a beautiful creature and I have a secret.
" Don't worry, sweetheart.
Might never happen.
"I am a beautiful creature and II" have a lot of hair stuck to my earring.
Oh, God! Bear in mind that I'm a guy who tried to attend a flash mob that wasn't even on, so if by 'cool' you mean 'gumby', then I'm your man.
I meant cool like you and Zara.
- Like me and Zara? - Yeah.
You know, the sort of person who can use someone else for empty physical gratification and then not care.
But then I automatically flip back into Relationship mode.
Well, I'm no good at pretending nothing happened.
- Who is this guy? - No-one.
I barely know him.
Give me another beer.
- You sure you want one? - Yeah.
Give it to me.
And, you know, I don't know why I have to Oh, Neens, Neens.
Isn't this a Billie-style conversation? I can't talk to her.
She thinks I'm uncool.
How can you have that kind of physical collision with someone and then afterwards not even acknowledge it? Tell me.
There's no need to talk about it if you both know what you're doing.
Excuse me? You saying I don't know what I'm doing? Oh! Yep.
OK.
Have no idea what I'm doing.
So, gonna have to talk to Patrick, even if it's just to say we banged hips together.
Some things do need to be said.
Yes.
Say it.
- Darcy.
- Hey.
Hey, I, uhI missed you this morning.
Mmph.
Last couple of mornings.
Yeah.
Are you avoiding me? No.
Everything OK? Yeah, yeah.
Tremendous.
Uh, see, um, 'tremendous' is one of your words.
You know, sometimes it means 'tremendous' and other times it means 'bugger you and bugger off while you're at it'.
Well, I promise you this time it means tremendous.
I'm sorry.
I really am very busy.
Can I come in? You've been playing.
I'm writing.
This is what I do for work.
I'm working.
OK.
Sorry for interrupting.
Where's the offending bed? I hid it at Billie's mother's place so she wouldn't find it.
- Oh.
- But she found it anyway.
Mick, I don't understand.
I can see I've pushed some button.
It was meant as a present.
You know, to celebrate.
- I gotta work.
- You gotta grow up.
Oh, piss off! I don't see you for years, then you come to me with this offer but there's barbed wire all round it.
Yeah, that wasn't an offer.
The baby wasn't an offer.
- What was it, then? - I needed your help.
- And I gave it to you.
- Yeah.
And it's humiliating for me.
- Don't you get that? - No.
And then you go and buy a bed, like you're trying to put your stamp on it.
Like you're trying to get closer to the baby.
I am trying to get closer to you.
I see, so in your mind, the best thing for me to do is just go away.
Leave you and Billie alone.
Then you can forget about me again.
Your kid.
Your life.
Wow.
OK.
Wow.
Wow.
- Hmm.
You like it? - I love it.
I mean, I probably shouldn't admit that in front of the real estate agent.
I can't believe it's in our price range.
God, it almost seems too good to be true.
- Um, have a look at the backyard.
- Yeah.
- Comes free with the house.
- Yeah.
Check it out, boys.
Wow! It's huge! Dad, Mum, can we get a pool? And a tramp? - Yes, yes, yes.
- Oh, take it easy.
What about my tool shed? Just stay cool and say what comes into your head.
Nina.
What are you doing here? - I work here.
- Oh, not today.
- Huh? - You're on call.
We don't need you.
- Really? - I'll call you when I need you.
- What are you like? - Get out of here.
Oh! OK.
How can someone that smart be that dumb? Don't know whether to be disappointed or relieved.
- Uh, Nina.
- Patrick.
Come with me.
This whole not talking thing is driving me crazy.
- Really? - Yes.
You stop me in the lift, and I think we're about to have that whole 'let's talk about last night' conversation, and all you wanted was your earring.
And that earring was hard to find, by the way.
- I spent half the day looking for it.
- Don't make me feel bad for that.
You put the earring in my pigeonhole.
I put it in your pigeonhole because I didn't want to embarrass you by giving it back to you in person.
- Oh.
- And then you said nothing.
I justI can't get a fix on you.
Nina, one minute you're warm, the next minute you're cold.
It's like you just use men for a quick physical tune-up, then you throw them away.
Excuse me, I have never done that in my life.
Apart from anything, it's rude.
God, you really know how to charm a girl, don't you? - What was the other night, then? - It was what it was.
And it's not going to happen again? - Is that a question or a statement.
- Question.
You asking me to sleep with you again? No! Do you want to? - Oh, you changed the sheets.
- I like it in clean sheets.
Me too.
- What's the problem, then? - No problem.
Kiss me.
Properly.
Ah.
Hi.
Well, we've just been to the bank and the loan's been approved.
Oh, that's tremendous.
Congratulations.
What do you reckon, boys? You excited? Yeah! Yeah.
Right.
Shall we, uh, take a seat? Well, actually, can we go have another look through the house? Why not? Good idea.
Great.
I'll just get the keys.
- Come on.
- Come on, boys.
Let's get in the car.
They're already planning where things are going to go.
Yeah, and the boys are excited about each having their own room.
- Aren't you boys? - Yeah! - And the backyard.
- Ha.
Actually, can they go out there? Yeah, yeah.
Sure.
There you go.
Push that one.
Yep.
Careful, boys.
Um, actually, just, um Before we take this any further, there is something I should tell you.
Uh, about five years ago, a woman accidentally shot and killed her husband in this house.
Oh, my God.
Now, I know how you must feel.
Butcould I suggest you consider this? Every older house in this city has its history.
But that history isn't necessarily embedded in the walls.
Yeah, but knowing that, it's Yeah.
II understand totally if you can't buy this house.
Myself, I'm not very big into superstition.
But if you do like to think about a house as having spirits then I'd say this.
The two of you and those lovely boys are exactly what this house needs.
You could move in and make a life here and fill the place with good spirits.
Wewe need to talk about this.
Yes.
Of course.
- Give us a moment and we'll, uh - Yeah.
Dad.
That wasn't just a sales pitch.
No.
It's what I believe.
Might lose the sale, but Hi.
Oh! What are you looking for? Drugs.
Do you No, I keep them in the, um keep them in the bedroom drawer.
I've got morphine, pethidine, fentanyl.
Anything you want.
Oh.
No, no, that was a joke.
That was a stupid joke.
Oh.
OK.
It looks like we're going to do this.
No, really.
I don't know why I said that.
Well, you've obviously heard the rumours.
I might have heard that you had a drug habhabit.
Yep.
But you're Now, you're Yes, I'm clean now.
Nina, here.
Come on.
- No, no.
- No.
You want to have a look? - No, no.
I don't.
- You went looking.
- Look.
- Stop it.
It's OK.
- No needles.
No vials.
- OK.
- No patches.
- Right.
- Not as much as a codeine tablet.
- Don't.
Come on.
No, you went looking.
OK? I didn't I'm sorry that I There's toothpaste.
What are they? Tweezers.
Shaver.
Shaving cream.
Could you please get dressed? And go? - We don't use foam packaging.
- I tried to tell him.
Here.
Give it to me.
Javier.
Adios.
You got to flirt with them.
Andrew.
I've arranged for the bed to be returned to the shop.
Yeahabout that.
You got a minute for a quick walk? Yeah.
I may have overreacted about the bed.
Yeah.
It's justit all happened so fast, I barely had the chance to register the fact that my swimmers weren't swimming and then, whoosh! Billie's pregnant.
- Whoosh? - Yeah.
Yeah, whoosh.
There just wasn't any time to sort things out.
It's nobody's fault.
It's just the way it happened.
Yeah.
- I'm sorry about the bed.
- Forget about it.
With the money I'm making from the soundtrack, I can afford to buy the bed off you.
If it means that much to you.
Yeah, well, Billie's already in love with it.
I mean, you can buy whatever you want, but the bed I want to buy that.
- I'll pay for the rocking horse.
- You'll pay for the school fees.
So the way I see it is this, OK? You'll be the biological father.
I'll be the dad.
Oh, no.
I've worked it out.
You can be the dad, father, all that stuff.
I'm going to be the awesome gay uncle with an unlimited supply of alcohol.
You don't stand a chance.
When the kid runs away from you two, it's gonna come right to my place.
Oh, yeah.
Well, this is the reason I brought you here.
This is the spot.
What? Dad's here.
Out on that pitch.
That's where I scattered his ashes.
Oh.
Hey, Nina.
Hey, Dad.
Mwah.
What's the matter, sweetheart? Oh.
Justa thing with a man.
Ohh.
- Anything I can do? - No.
II justI need I need to be more careful or or cooler or something.
You know, there's a saying that the greatest ship calls for the deepest waters.
Whatwhat does that mean? It means don't ever sell yourself short.
Thanks, Dad.
Oh.
Oh.
- Oh.
- Ooh, here.
- Thank you.
- Let me.
- Thank you.
- Put that in there.
- Oh! - And - You're Darcy Proudman.
- Yeah.
Actually, I've seen your face on the posters.
Oh, right.
- Wendy Neilsen.
- Oh.
Uh, actually, you sold one of my houses.
Oh, really? I'm sure I would have remembered.
We never met.
It wasn't a house that I lived in.
- It was, uh, a house that I designed.
- Oh.
Yes.
I'm an architect.
Ooh, so I see.
Anyway, uh, it was nice to meet you.
- You too, Wendy.
- Yep.
Mmm.
- See you.
- Bye.
Hey.
What does your history with drugs have to do with you and me? What? We have sex and then suddenly the walls come up.
And you kick me out.
Yeah.
I apologise for that.
I don't want an apology.
I want an explanation.
OK.
Uh I don't know.
I can't.
Look, I know what I'm like.
OK? Um, I have parameters.
And inside those parameters, I'm good.
I can be a good doctor.
But I can't go outside of that.
So you think you think spending time with me is going to drive you to drugs? I'm trying to protect you.
Well, what you're actually doing is insulting me.
And, look, you're probably right.
I've had a number of difficult relationships in my life and I really don't want another one.
Then that's that.
Great.
We'll just forget the whole thing ever happened.
OK.
Fine.
Goodbye.