♪ Hello my love
♪ It's getting cold on this island
♪ I'm sad alone
♪ I'm so sad on my own
♪ The truth is
♪ We were much too young
♪ Now I'm looking for you
♪ Or anyone like you... ♪
♪ We said goodbye
♪ With a smile on our faces
♪ Now you're alone
♪ You're so sad on your own
♪ The truth is
♪ We ran out of time... ♪
It says, "Do not resuscitate."
But love, you're still conscious.
♪ Or anyone like me
♪ Na na na
♪ Oh na na na na... ♪
Hey, guys. The approved subjects are school, hobbies, pets, OK?
Yeah. Let's just not talk about anything real.
Nanna!
Mum! Hi!
Ah, thanks for looking after her.
We had fun, didn't we, Mrs Henley?
I don't know these people. I think they're after my money.
She's kidding. They certainly look the type.
OK then, well, you be good now. And no more falls.
And bye-bye. Bye.
Bye-bye.
14 hours with that lilt. Is there no speech therapy in this country?
Right. Let's get you to the car, eh. Let's have a look at you.
A pixie cut with that bone structure?
She's not Audrey Hepburn.
Nanna, I can do that.
I can manage...
No, Nanna, don't worry. Well, I'm keeping this with me.
It's OK.
I thought Titania decided she wasn't a lesbian?
Mum. Wow.
His name is Oberon. We're using the boy pronouns now.
Just takes practice.
So Edie, how did you fall out the window?
The cottage was on fire. You know that.
Yeah. But how did the fire start? Oberon.
Because didn't the insurance report say...
Let's talk about nice things.
I thought Nanna tried to kill herself
so she could be with Grandpa?
I loved Grandpa.
I miss him every day.
Sorry I just have to check on...
Shouldn't take too long.
Did they give you any blood thinners for the trip?
How are your legs alright or...?
Mum?
You know I would like to bathe at some stage
if that's not an inconvenience, yes?
What sort of flowers are those? They're pretty.
The brochure says this is much more of a country club
than a retirement village. Doesn't it, Mum?
Yes, it's very well-reviewed. Very hard to get into.
I know the urge to punish me is always irresistible.
I can't hear you. Punishing me.
Surely the Southern Hemisphere is bad enough?
I still can't hear you.
You got three-and-a-half bathrooms. It's not a question of space.
No one needs three-and-a-half...
Yes, but with work and Christopher's situation.
I told you when you married that man.
Oh, my god. Mum, can we not...
You have to sometimes go to jail if you're going to do big business.
Seph. It's the Gold Coast.
You know, we should talk about pets. And hobbies.
Hobbies and pets. Mum, you need more care
than I can give you. You drag me all this way
and then just dump me.
We are ten minutes down the road.
Open up.
Open the door.
It's not a nursing home.
You'll still going to have all your independence.
Hello, hi. I'm Kate. This is my mother Edie.
Art Weinberg. I'm looking for my wife.
I left her here somewhere.
So there were four design packages.
And so you went with Tacky?
You know, but you can swap things out.
Add your own personal touches.
Oh, yeah. There's book club, aqua aerobics.
No Lights. No Lycra. Been wanting to try that.
What else? Craft.
You like craft?
Why not install a bed?
I'm not staying here. This is an obscene waste of money.
And setting the house on fire - that was thrifty?
I didn't want you to have to pack it all up!
I wanted it gone. Considerate. Thanks.
You're not even going to ask, are you?
If I'm planning to do it again?
Because I am.
And one day you're gonna come in here and find me dead.
Right, well in the meantime, where's your medication?
Let's get you settled in.
The fruit bats?
You want to take that through the car wash.
The poo will eat through the duco. Yeah, right. Thanks.
Did you know in Ancient Babylonia bats were considered
the Souls of the Dead?
It's a terrific thought.
Hello.
Rumbin Correctional Centre, do you accept the charges?
Yes.
How did it go?
How's Nanna? Any bloodshed?
I re-stocked the top drawer.
You know that Dr Charters can adjust things?
If it's come back?
Nothing about this conversation is OK.
Nothing!
What was that noise?
Nah, just Oberon, having a meltdown.
Are you guys coming to visit before Christmas?
I'd love to see ya.
Oh, don't do that. He needs his whiskers to balance.
I'm making him beautiful.
Put your mum on the phone.
Mum, Dad wants to talk to you. I have work.
No. She doesn't want to talk to you.
She's being very stubborn.
That's alright, Chorky. I'll see you soon.
How's Mrs Peterson?
After lunch, her grandson was there by her, um... What else?
Beth's putting on the pressure about going home again.
OK. I'll talk to them. Thank you.
Oh. Bogan's back. Bed five.
Big smiles now.
He's climbing the walls. Shh Kristina.
Let the lady do her job.
I take more than that for a hangover.
Hey, Mr Bogdanowicz. You had some morphine 15 minutes ago.
Did that shift the pain at all?
I think, a little, maybe.
Is that a lie?
He doesn't want you to think he's wussy.
Alright, can you squeeze my hand. Hard as you can.
Good.
That's good. Right, relax.
And relax, that's good.
♪ Walk right in
♪ Sit right down
♪ Baby let your hair hang down
♪ Walk right in
♪ Sit right down
♪ Baby let your hair hang down
♪ Everybody's talking 'bout a new way of walking... ♪
Bride or Groom?
Are you a friend of Barbara or Robert?
I'm looking for an off-licence? Join us.
We've plenty.
Did you have a fall? We have to be so careful, don't we?
Gosh, Barb, watch the hip!
His wife, gone now how long? Four months.
Barb started with casseroles, worked her way in.
It's the ratio... 15:1.
Which is why I keep Henry on a short leash.
He doesn't mind. Wouldn't say if he did.
And what did your husband do, Edie? Before retirement?
George was a man of the cloth, Church of England.
The Vicar's wife? I'm surrounded by Atheists.
And is he back at the villa tonight?
No. Cancer of the bladder.
We lost George about six months ago.
His last years were...
Parkinsons. I nursed him myself. wouldn't recommend it.
We were only blathering before. You're welcome to sit here,
with us, anytime. Really?
Because I might be in the market for a husband.
It may not be safe to let them near me.
She's kidding!
Of course she is.
It's mix CD, Old-school but it's just some meditations
and affirmation crap. I thought you could use it.
You shouldn't be worried about my stress levels.
We were doing up a playlist, anyway.
Yeah, I want the whole snot-tears funeral.
Every dick ex-boyfriend is going to sit there and feel so guilty.
Hey. I'm doing the guest list, there'll be no ex-boyfriends.
You'll make an appearance, yeah?
I mean, I get that you normally, probably wouldn't
but I kinda want to be the special patient.
Of course. But really, we're not at that stage yet.
Not even close.
Yes, we are. I'm going home tomorrow.
I know that was the goal we set but I'm concerned,
that with your pneumonia, we won't be able to manage your breathing.
Doesn't matter anymore.
Josh? Can you...
We got some Nembutal.
I can't see that.
I'm sorry but we need your help testing it.
I tried but I failed Grade 9 science.
Even if you just tell me if I'm doing it right.
Guys, no. There are huge risks here.
Medically, if it doesn't work properly.
Right. That's why we need to test it.
Legally for you, Josh. Criminal implications. Serious ones.
I'm going to swallow it myself. While I still can.
I'm done.
I know it feels like options are starting to run out...
I'm not gonna die in here on a machine.
That's not what I'm saying... Kate!
You didn't fail me, OK.
It's just how it is.
So you'll make sure it's good?
No, I'm ethically bound.
I have to report this.
OK, fine. Can you just give it back.
We'll find another way to do this.
Hey. Bed five's restless. Yup.
Kate. Dr Brennan?
No, I can't... Hey, hey, hey, it's OK.
It's OK.
I can't. Hey, it's OK.
♪ Let's go to paradise
♪ And they can go to hell. ♪
I think you're down on Lorikeet Drive.
You're with Artie Weinberg?
He's got his wife buried in the garden?
Surely that's a public health risk?
I doubt she's truly buried...
No. For him to be so unwell and let loose on the streets?
Take it up with the Wellness Committee.
You know, every few weeks he digs something up
and buries it again. His wife's been dead nine years.
He can't let it go.
You want some?
So which way is...? Straight down.
Pop a left.
Hey. Hey.
I need someone to call me if Beth keeps talking about going home.
She's ideating.
Do you want me to get Psych down for a feelings chat?
Who's up there? Jessica.
No. She hates her. Hm. What about Visual Obs?
I think let's just give them some breathing room.
Heya, might I recommend a few hours sleep?
Or at least drive-thru Botox?
You're looking worse than the patients.
'Night. Hm-mm.
She won't be able to talk.
She'll choke.
You want my wife to choke Dr Brennan?
OK. Josh, I need to get to my car.
Is it in here? No.
You know, I've seen people...
They often grow at the end. It can be a special time.
Where is it?
Look. I'm not going to report it but I can't let you take her home,
not now, I know. But I'm gonna make sure that she's really...
Comfortable? That it's nice?
You wouldn't do this to a dog.
I hate that argument. She's not a dog.
And you don't know. Today she thinks she wants this.
Tomorrow you don't know what she'll want.
She doesn't want to die, Kate.
She is dying.
Hi, it's me, Beth.
Congratulations, one of my favourite people on this earth.
And I am narcissistic enough to think that
you might miss the sound of my voice.
So, we're gonna start with a song.
♪ Oh get me away from here I'm dying
♪ Play me a song to set me free
♪ Nobody writes them like they used to
♪ So it may as well be me
♪ Here on my own now after hours
♪ Here on my own now on a bus
♪ Think of it this way you could either be successful or be us
♪ With our winning smiles
♪ And us with our catchy tunes or worse
♪ Now we're photogenic you know
♪ We don't stand a chance
♪ Oh I'll settle down with some old story
♪ About a boy who's just like me
♪ Thought there was love... ♪
Mum?
Hello?
He didn't give you a spare? Oh, we haven't got one cut yet.
Typical Johnny. Forget his head.
I'm Edie's daughter. We've just moved in?
Ah, yes. Just addling this heat.
Come on, Mum.
I got a key. Not that I'd use it.
Johnny who used to lived here before, he was a good friend.
Oh, that would be... Thanks.
Mum?
Edie?
Fuck!
Charming.
What. Did you have a party?
And when did you start drinking?
Never knew what I was missing.
All those years watching you obliterate yourself... Who knew?
Right. Up. Out of bed. Come on. Land of the living.
Now. Let's go.
What is this thing?
I'll make you do a gratitude list.
You'll hate that.
I'd be grateful for a daughter who'd end my suffering.
You people do it all the time. We don't, actually.
We fight quite hard.
You're depressed.
It's treatable.
Not terminal. That's a matter of opinion.
Oh, good Lord.
..cross, cross. Whew! That's good. Let's try the...
Hey, I know you miss Dad. And that's just normal grief shit.
But, you know, I was thinking, you've never been alone.
Your whole life. I would be embracing that.
For the first time, you're not a wife, you're just you.
And I know that Dad would want you to...
You knew what he was doing. Everyone knew.
It was the talk?
I found his diaries.
I always hated that he kept a diary.
Can you think of anything more indulgent?
So many descriptions of all those women.
Thank God they were women, I suppose.
Mum, whatever you've read, Dad really loved you.
And you...
Please don't unpickle all those years...
All those things he did to them? Well, guess what,
he never did any of that to me.
He gave it to me?
The cancer? What?
No. HPV's linked to cervical but...
So I'm neutered because of that man.
He took my breasts. The breasts weren't secondaries.
That's a whole other different cancer.
He took everything and you think that I want to be dead
so that I can be with him? I don't know what you want.
I want to be dead because I can't stand to be alive
knowing I wasted all of it.
All of it.
So, this is where I get a bit dirty to be on you.
I've become a sort of person who has a morning meditation ritual.
Which is fucking ridiculous.
Also helpful.
Like, I'd to close our eyes and then breathe out...
..all the while imagining that we have enough.
Enough money. Enough love.
Enough patience. Enough time.
Let's stay on time.
Mum?
Mum?!
Drop it. Drop it, now!
Mum?
No! We can't. It's murder!
Can we have a funeral? Tomorrow.
♪ Shadows settle on the place that you left
♪ Our minds are troubled by the emptiness
♪ Destroy the middle it's a waste of time
♪ From the perfect start... # Aaaah!
♪ ..to the finish line
♪ And if you're still breathing you're the lucky ones
♪ 'Cause most of us are heaving through corrupted lungs
♪ Setting fire to our insides for fun
♪ Collecting names of the lovers that went wrong
♪ The lovers that went wrong. ♪
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