(GOD BLESS THE CHILD BY BILLIE HOLIDAY PLAYS)
* Them that's got shall have
* Them that's not shall lose
* So the Bible said
* And it still is news
* Mama may have
* Papa may have
* But God bless the child that's got his own
* That's got his own
* Yes, the strong gets more
* While the weak ones fade
* Empty pockets don't
* Ever make the grade
* Mama may have
* Papa may have
* But God bless the child... *
Don't worry, I washed him.
* That's got his own... *
* Gitchy, gitchy
* Ooh, la, la
* Da-doo ron, ron
* You won't get far
* I'm machine
* Obsolete
* The land of the free
* Lobotomy... *
Oh, he's so cute.
I always wanted one of these when I was little
but my Mum wouldn't even let me get a fish.
What's his name?
- Hazel? - No.
- Fiver? - Uh-uh.
Oh, what are the other guy names?
Dandelion?
Anthony Hopkins.
What? That's not in the book! Who named him that?
Oh, you think they'd name a school rabbit appropriately
if it's being used as a teaching pet.
Hey honey, guess what our furry friend is called?
- Uh? - BOTH: Anthony Hopkins.
Wait, what? I thought you were meant to be reading Watership Down.
- Right? You have the silliest name... - (BEEPING)
..even though you're the cutest rabbit.
- (CLUNKING, HISSING) - Look at that.
We are safe. I've been checking it all day. We are good.
Hey, Dad, can you please remember to
feed Anthony Hopkins his lettuce tonight?
GARY: Yes. Lettuce for Anthony Hopkins, chicken for Mary Hammond.
Come on, bubs, we've gotta get you over to Aunty Sarah's house.
- Everything is put away in your room, right? - Yes!
- Everything? - Yes.
- You didn't just shove it all into a closet? - No!
- So if I go in there... - Bye!
..it's not gonna be just a bunch of stuff...
- It's fine. - OK.
Lisa was just explosively sick over me.
Ooh. Is she OK? Is this going to be a problem, or...?
Yeah, yeah, no. Just too much avocado.
- You've got this to look forward to. - Yay!
(LAUGHS) Come on in, Em. Ray and Liv are out the back.
- Alright, kiddo. You got your meds, right? - Yeah.
Oh, we're going to the markets tomorrow, so we can drop her back.
No, no, I'll pick her up. Say, nine?
- Hope date night goes well. - So do I!
You know, so we can test the, ah, nurturing theory. The what?
Well if you happen to give birth to a human baby,
when you're a wolf...
Well, I'm not going to give birth during a full moon.
Right, but, you know, still worth testing, right?
'Cause IF, when you're a wolf,
you do give birth to a...
baby-baby instead of a wolf-baby,
well, then, we can watch and see how you respond.
Well, this is a plastic doll,
and I'm a wolf, not a moron, so...
Mm-hmm. Fair. Uh...
Worst-case scenario, right?
You see the baby and you don't eat it
because you recognise it.
- You recognised us. - Gary, please don't.
You did. You recognised us.
I remember - you had a chance,
and you didn't attack us.
You could have, but you didn't.
No, I... I didn't attack you
because I'd already eaten that guy.
You didn't eat him, you just took his head off
and ran with it into the outback.
- Don't split hairs. - How is that splitting hairs?
I... (SIGHS)
Mary, I know what I saw.
You saw us. You saw us.
I want to believe you. I'm just...
I'm so worried that I'm going to ruin everything.
I mean, this is a lot!
Well, then, see, um...
we've got a problem because...
..I...
love you.
And I'm a lot, too.
I snore after drinking shiraz.
(LAUGHS)
What are you going to do tonight?
Probably fix that creaky floorboard in the hallway.
Party time.
Mm, oh, yeah. It's gonna be wild.
(BEEPING)
(CLANK!)
(CHICKENS CLUCK)
WOMAN: Run! Run!
MAN: What's wrong with Clover?
WOMAN: A dog! Run! A dog!
- What? - There's a dog loose in the woods.
- (BARKING) - There's a dog loose - in the woods!
- A dog! - (SCREAMING)
(TV CONTINUES PLAYING)
I don't remember it being this disturbing.
The apocalyptic vision of the blood forest
didn't give it away?
- (SCREAMING CONTINUES) - They're bunny rabbits.
(EMMA MOANS SOFTLY)
- Em, you OK? - Honey?
Shit, Ray, turn that shit off! (BREATHES HEAVILY)
- Oh baby, it's alright, it's OK. - Want some water?
- My medication. - RAY: Where's your medication?
I put it on the kitchen bench.
One for you, fishy, one for the other fishy.
You get the last one, fishy.
SARAH: Can you get some water as well, please?
(WHISPERS) Fuck it.
(CHICKENS CLUCK LOUDLY, GROWLING)
(BANGING, GLASS BREAKS)
Oh, fuck this.
(PHONE RINGS)
- Sarah? - Emma's having a panic attack.
- Well, give her the meds. - We don't have them.
Yeah, they should be in her bag.
I mean, there's a bit of a problem.
Can I talk to Mary? She keeps mentioning her.
Is she there?
(SIGHS) She is, but she's, ah, busy.
Feel so stupid. Um, uh... Sorry.
No, don't worry about it. I've got spares.
I'll come to you.
OK, front door done. Medicine...
Done.
OK. Keys. Alright.
OK.
(RAIN POURS, THUNDER RUMBLES)
(FLOORBOARD CREAKS LOUDLY)
(SOFT CREAKING)
(CLOCK TICKS)
(LOW GROWL)
(SOFT GROWLING CONTINUES)
(LOUDER GROWLING)
(BANG!)
(LOW GROWLING)
- (CRASHING) - (LOUDER GROWLING)
(WHISPERS) Come on, come on.
(BANGING, SMASHING CONTINUES)
(LOW GROWLING)
(SMASH!)
(LOW GROWLING)
(ROARING)
(LOW GROWLING)
(SMASH!)
(DESTRUCTION CONTINUES)
(ROARING)
(PHONE RINGS LOUDLY)
(BREATHES HEAVILY)
(ENDS CALL)
- (LOW GROWLING) - (SOFT, SLOW THUDDING)
(BREATHES SHAKILY)
(LOW GROWLING)
(APPROACHING THUDS)
(GROWLS)
- (ROARS) - (CRASHING)
(DESTRUCTION CONTINUES)
(ROARS)
(NURSERY MUSIC PLAYS FAINTLY)
- (CRASHING) - (GROWLING)
(MUSIC DISTORTS AND ENDS)
(ROARING)
Hi, babe...
Uh, yeah... (MURMURS INDISTINCTLY)
- (ROARS) - (SCREAMS)
No, no, no, no!
- (SHOUTS) - (ROARS)
(GRUNTS)
Oh, God, be careful of the baby!
(BREATHES HEAVILY)
(WHISPERS) Mary!
Mary?
OK. Gary. It's me!
Gary!
Remem... Remember me?
Uh-huh? We moved in together. I got you pregnant.
With your permission, of course, and not when you were like this.
Never when you were a wolf.
Emma! My daughter. She has blonde hair.
Um, I, uh, I have to get this to Emma. She's having a panic attack.
Remember, you helped her with her panic attacks, Mary?
You crashed into us? I was driving a... a Volvo.
(STAMMERS)
A blue Volvo! Blue!
(IMITATES CAR) You remember when we crashed?
David! Before there was me, there was your husband David!
And he loved so many bands.
Uh... Queens of the Stone Age. Nirvana.
Melody Gardot! You told me all about Melody Gardot.
Hey, hey, Google, play...
The fuck is the name of the song?
(STAMMERS) Preacherman!
Son Of A Preacherman.
(ELECTRONIC VOICE) Playing Son Of A Preacherman
by Dusty Springfield.
- No! No! - (SON OF A PREACHER MAN PLAYS)
(SHOUTS) Melody Gardot! Melody Gardot! Ugh!
- (BREATHES HEAVILY) - (GROWLS)
Look what I've got, huh?
Yummy.
Yum-yum-yum-yum, yum-yum-yum!
(BREATHES HEAVILY) Uh...
(WHISPERS) I'm so sorry, Anthony.
- (ROARS) - (SCREAMS)
(BEEPING)
(SON OF A PREACHERMAN CONTINUES PLAYING)
(TREMULOUSLY) Hey, Google,
stop.
(SHOUTS) Hey, Google! Stop!
(MUSIC STOPS)
(LOW GROWLING)
- (KEYS JANGLE) - (BREATHES HEAVILY)
EMMA: Dad?
Dad, are you OK?
Are you OK?
Um, here. Tablets.
Ray managed to get one out of the fish tank.
She just wanted to see you.
Thanks.
What happened?
There was an incident with the bunny.
Bunny got loose, but I was able to coax it
back into its box.
How?
With the other bunny.
Where's Mary?
She's inside.
You're bleeding.
Anthony Hopkins did that to me.
- What? - The bunny.
Um, I'm gonna take Emma back home.
- Yes. - Yep.
- That's a good idea. - No, I want to stay.
Oh, um... Yeah.
(WHISPERS) Look, it's best you don't tonight, OK, Em?
What the hell is going on, Gary?
There was a...
thing with the...
security shutters and, ah...
I got locked out, but somebody's coming now to fix 'em.
Should actually be here already.
You know what, it's late. You've gotta get to bed.
Take these, go on. I'll see you in the morning.
OK bub? Thank you, I owe you.
- No. No, I want to stay. - Come on. Let's go.
- No, Dad! - Come on, Em.
Go, go, go. Thank you, Sarah. I owe you.
- No, I wanna stay. - I know, baby. Let's just go.
It's OK, baby.
(CAR DOORS OPEN AND CLOSE)
(INTRO TO BRIGHT EYES BY ART GARFUNKEL PLAYS)
(ENGINE STARTS)
* Is it a kind of dream
* Floating out on the tide
* Following the river of death downstream
* Oh, is it a dream?
* There's a fog along the horizon
* A strange glow in the sky
* And nobody seems to know where you go
* And what does it mean?
* Oh, is it a dream?
* Bright eyes, burning like fire
* Bright eyes, how can you close and fail?
* How can the light that burns so brightly
* Suddenly burn so pale?
* Bright eyes
* Is it a kind of a shadow
* Reaching into the night
* Wandering over the hills unseen
* Or is it a dream?
* There's a high wind in the trees
* A cold sound in the air
* And nobody ever knows when you go
* And where do you start?
* Oh, into the dark
* Bright eyes, burning like fire
* Bright eyes, how can you close and fail?
* How can the light that burned so brightly
* Suddenly burn so pale?
* Bright eyes. *