"You play pool, Donna?" "Get away from me!" "It was nothing!" "You make me sick!" "Please, Holly!" "What the hell were you thinking?" "I..." "I was angry at Sean." "Holly, you've just got to grow up." "You gotta deal with it." "This doesn't feel like a family right now." "Sean, it's beautiful!" "Got talent, your boyfriend." "Ex-boyfriend." "You like paint?" "You want to paint?" "Let's put some red on it." "I just came to say goodbye." "I don't want to break up, Holly." "Goodbye, Sean." "I'm sorry, Louie." "I'm sorry." "I'm just worried about Trev." "You know, he said he'd ring last night and he didn't." "I've just got a weird feeling." "Hey, Hamish." "G'day, Mrs M!" "Sorry, got rained out." "Ah, thanks anyway." "Hey, when do you reckon you'll be able to finish?" "I'm down to my last few bales." "If this keeps up, hard to say." "How many do you reckon we'll get this season?" "Seven, maybe 800 bales." "Woah!" "Trev obviously took my advice about the organic pasture improver." "Well, actually, that was me." "Trev's been away a lot lately." "He's home now though, isn't he?" "Was, briefly." "Had to do a run to Brisbane for a mate whose missus got sick." "(Phone rings) Thanks, Hamish." "Hooroo." "Hooroo." "(Answering machine beeps)" "WOMAN'S VOICE:" "They should be just above the cot." "Miry's baby bag." "Hey, shh, shh." "Come on, little boy." "TREV:" "Oogy, oogy, oogy." "Oh." "That's a big smile for daddy." "Come on, mate. (Baby gurgles)" "WOMAN:" "What does that say on the packet, Trevor?" "TREVOR:" "Disposable nappies?" "Disposable nappies." "Give that back to Mummy." "Come on, come on little man. (Baby gurgles)" "Thank you." "We don't want little Trev to grow up like his daddy, do we?" "TREVOR:" "Fair go!" "£ I woke up lying on a bed of nails" "£ It's the oldest of tales" "£ Lose the wind" "£ From your sails" "£ I lay down in a bed of roses" "£ I woke up lying on a bed of nails. £" "TREVOR'S VOICE:" "Come on, mate." "Shh, that's it." "Oogy, oogy, oogy." "Ah, that's a big smile for Daddy." "Come on, mate." "WOMAN'S VOICE:" "What does that say on the packet, Trevor?" "Disposable nappies?" "Disposable nappies." "Give that back to Mummy." "Come on." "(Machine beeps)" "There's another five minutes of that drivel, but you get the drift." "Phone's in pocket, lock's not on." "Speed dialling kicks in." "Message machine picks up." "Bingo, we have instant eavesdropping." "No, no no." "This is some kind of misunderstanding." "Some kind of weird crossed line." "Trev loves you, just call him." "No." "(Electric plane whines)" "Hi." "Hi!" "Hi, I'm Holly, you've got some " "Can I help you?" "You could, by not shouting." "Oh sorry, was I shouting?" "Um, I'm looking for Dan." "Will I do?" "You're Dan?" "You're disappointed?" "No." "You've got some wine barrels for me?" "I'm Holly, my mum interviewed you for the local paper?" "She said you've got some wine barrels I could have." "No, you won't find any wine barrels around here, this is a vineyard." "(Laughs) Then what are they?" "Oh!" "Wine barrels!" "Yep." "What are you planning on doing with those, you're not gonna go into competition, are you?" "Oh, no." "They're for our community garden." "So you're a community gardener?" "Yes and no." "I'm taking a gap year from uni." "Oh, brilliant." "I took three gap years, but two of them were right in the middle of my degree, which was a bit weird, but I felt like I had to do it, you know?" "My folks weren't wrapped, but by the time I came back to finish off my degree, I had to cheat" "just to, to get through the..." "um, my... ..degree?" "Degree." "Yeah." "Have you finished talking?" "Oh, yeah." "So, can I get the wine barrels?" "Yeah, sure." "Aren't you going to help me?" "Nah." "Alright, alright, I'll give you a hand but you have to help me with something." "What?" "Lunch." "Sorry?" "Yep." "Yeah, will do." "Yep." "He says that he, um... ..he said he tried to tell you..." "a number of times, um... ..he didn't know how." "Brandy." "So... ..the baby's four days old " "that means he was born on the fifth, and Trev left for Brisbane on the fourth, so she must have called when she went into labour." "I guess it'll all become clearer when he gets back." "Um.." "He is coming back?" "Yeah, he'll come back to pick up his stuff." "What?" "Never?" "It... um..." "No, it, um..." "It didn't sound like it." "Not in the, um... not in the short term." "He said he'd be back for hay bailing." "He promised." "You like it?" "It's beautiful." "Not the view, the suit." "You changed just for me?" "Yeah, just for you and for my less than high profile work as a bankruptcy lawyer, which I have to keep doing, so I can pay for this beautiful place." "So this isn't full time?" "No, not yet." "And now I'm off to see a client." "They prefer you to look like the money they're missing." "So... um... our relationship's over." "At last!" "(Laughs) Unless, of course, you want to stick around and do the dishes?" "Boof will look after you." "Boof, yes." "Dishes, no." "My kind of community gardener." "(Dog barks) Come on!" "Come on, fella!" "Truth is, he's done me a favour." "I won't have to fill the fridge now." "He's not going to be doing her any favours." "Just one look from her and he goes weak at the knees!" "But wait... he doesn't use his knees in an arm wrestling match!" "Ah, no." "And it's down." "You dirty rat!" "Hey." "Rita!" "You in public!" "She doesn't like me very much, does she?" "No, it's not that." "She just... just hasn't gotten to know you yet." "Yeah, you're right." "Yeah, she hasn't." "Hey, I've gotta get back to work." "But I'll see you tonight?" "OK." "See ya, Hol!" "See ya." "God, I wish she could just say, you know " "'You go, girl!" "Whatever makes you happy is sweet with me!" "'" "Mum hardly ever said a bad word against Sean." "Yeah, Mr Perfect!" "Hardly." "Oh, well, uh, sorry." "(Giggles)" "Mum still loves him." "And you?" "Oh?" "OK." "What gives?" "Sorry?" "Well yesterday, breaking up with Sean was, like, the end of life as we know it and today..." "Today?" "Well, something's changed." "Maybe." "So what happened today?" "Nothing." "I woke up feeling bad about Sean and then... ..and then somebody made me smile." "Somebody made you smile?" "(Giggles)" "Hello?" "Hello." "Hi." "These are for you." "Oh, it's very thoughtful." "Thanks." "Oh, I've interrupted." "Would you like something to eat?" "No, no, no, you keep going." "I'll take them." "I'll grab a vase." "This good?" "So, has Trev rung?" "Nuh." "Deb, I, ah," "I really don't think it's my place to tell you this but, uh, he said he was going to call you." "On the phone he said he was going to ask you for a divorce." "Sure you don't want something to eat?" "Yeah, I asked her to come and stay, but she insisted she was fine." "Yeah." "Are you enjoying my red wine?" "It was on the bench." "I - sorry." "How is it?" "Any more bite and it would have teeth." "But it's not bad." "Dirt Rich - hey, isn't that the local guy your mum's interviewing?" "Yeah" " Dan." "You should probably let it breathe first." "How's Deb?" "Oh, needs legal advice." "Margie insists her divorce lawyer would be great, but I'm not sure he'd be right for Deb." "What about Dan?" "I thought he was a winemaker?" "Oh, that's right, he says he does both." "I could ask him." "I've gotta go." "Enjoy my red wine." "Ha." "Thank you." "Who interviewed that guy - you or Holly?" "From his private stash." "Really?" "He didn't give me any wine and I did an entire profile on him." "BEN:" "Who else is going?" "Hello?" "(Knocks)" "(Chuckles) You don't stand a chance." "No, I have it on good authority, she thinks you are short and ugly." "Yeah, well, think of me slaving over a wrath of grapes." "Oh, mate, I've gotta, I've gotta go - there's some weird old bag lady stealing stuff in the yard." "Yeah." "OK." "Bye." "Hello to you too." "Hey, I moved the barrels, so you wouldn't have to break your back." "Oh, thanks." "I haven't just come for the barrels, I've got a favour to ask you." "Right?" "My mum's friend's husband left her." "She's got this little place and she saves all these animals." "Yeah?" "She's got no money, she's on her own and she needs a lawyer." "Ah." "And you're running for Rainbow End's queen of the good Samaritans?" "Could you help her?" "Yeah, yeah, I will her, but unfortunately it will cost..." "How much?" "Um, look, I'd estimate about $6.40, unless you're one of those weirdo's that drinks a weak soy decaf latte." "Come on then." "I've got it." "You got yours?" "Yeah." "Put your back into it." "Fine Trev, I'll be here, just picking up the pieces." "You go have a lovely life in Queensland." "Good on you." "I should get to keep the farm." "The law will make sure he gets something." "I have put everything into this place." "And you'll get a better outcome if you negotiate." "(Grumbles)" "Trev gets a new life." "I should get to keep the farm." "Yeah, but what Marg is saying is if you fight Trev, he'll fight you back." "You can bet your life, I'm going to fight." "And risk everything you've worked for here?" "What else am I supposed to do?" "Deb, listen." "You wanna vent, you save it for us girls." "We don't charge by the minute." "Be brief, be clear, and above all else, be... ..businesslike." "Ah, Holly advised against a suit, so " "Deb, how do you feel about an even split?" "I don't like it." "Deb's thinking more along the lines of, say, 80/20." "Ah, that's a pretty tough call." "With room to negotiate, of course." "Deb does understand that." "No I don't." "Look, I want you to ring his solicitor and tell him he gets nothing." "He left me, he can wear it." "Deb, you don't want this to go to court." "Ah, yeah, we definitely don't want this going to court" "Well, what am I supposed to do?" "Cut off his part of the farm and stick it in a post pack?" "Can you buy your husband out?" "Already pay for something I own?" "No." "Ah, Deb, if you can't pay him out you may have to sell up." "Trev..." "..Trev can't do this to me." "Can he?" "(Breaking glass) That bastard!" "(Crashing from within the house)" "Uh, you couldn't meet a nicer person." "Yeah, Holly said as much." "Holly?" "Yeah, she said she's been to see you - again." "Yeah, I think she's taken a bit of a liking to my place." "How soon before you can advise her about a counter offer?" "Um, just give me 24 hours to go through the paperwork?" "And you'll factor in a lump sum maintenance payment?" "I'll do - you've had a bit of experience with this stuff?" "Ah yeah, I'll be in touch." "Is it just me, or is Dan " "Cute." "Very, very cute." "Married?" "No, he's single." "Makes you wonder, why is he not taken?" "(Glass smashing)" "I'll get the lunch, you get the stuff from Gav's." "Cool." "I'll get the stuff from Gav's, you get the lunch." "Make up your mind!" "(They laugh) Oh, hi Nick!" "Oh um, Nick, this is Dan." "Dan, Nick." "G'day Nick." "Pleased to meet you." "Yeah, you too." "What about a personal loan?" "After 30 years, you must be making some headway with that mortgage." "Nah, I been extending it." "Bought the hay truck and the tractor, built the roo compound, expanded the hay shed - there's no way I can extend it again." "Not without Trev's wages." "What about the education centre?" "That must be bringing in some money." "A bit." "But it's not enough." "(Phone rings)" "It's Trev." "No, it's Marg here." "No, she's not available." "Yeah, sure, I can take a message." "Roseanne?" "When?" "Sure." "I'll pass it on." "Roseanne's due to calf any day." "Yeah." "He - thought you should know, because he's not planning to return to deal with it himself." "Is that it?" "He doesn't give a stuff about me, does he?" "Probably not a good time to chop wood." "Were you surprised about Trev?" "Ah, Trev's always struck me as being low-key" "Deb's a dynamo, you know?" "I mean, she knows what she wants, she goes after it, she's passionate." "I'm not really sure where Trev fitted into those wants." "Hmmm." "I'm glad Dan's helping her." "Oh, I met him today." "Did you?" "He was having coffee with Holly" "In fact, they really hit it off." "Really?" "Sean was with me." "Poor bugger couldn't get away fast enough." "Dan married?" "No, hes - he's single." "What you got?" "Little church on Monk Rise." "Yeah?" "14th of March, otherwise we have to wait until the end of the year." "God, that's close." "Mmm." "What do you think?" "I think I would love to marry you on the 14th of March." "OK." "March 14th it is." "(Phone rings)" "Hello?" "Yeah, come over." "Trev wanted kids." "He always did." "I just don't think I deserve to be ambushed." "It's crazy how it happens so slowly." "And then you're just - you're completely surprised." "There's gotta be some way that she can pay off Trev and still keep the farm." "I ran her through all the options I could think of and it's not looking hopeful." "See ya, honey." "See ya!" "OK, we've got to think outside of the square." "Trev, if he gets half, will have 25 acres of prime land, but so will she." "So, in order for her to have a livelihood, we just have to find a way she " "Yeah, it just takes one phone call to the estate agent." "I was just coming to get you to have some brekkie." "Thanks, nah, I gotta get back." "The baby possum should've been fed and hour ago and I'm sure the wombats have trashed their bedding again." "No, no, no - stay, come on." "Deb?" "We will find a way through this." "Mm." "I already have." "I'm gonna sell the farm." "What?" "You can't sell the farm!" "No no no, come on, that place, that's who you are." "Two to make it, two to break it." "Well, what did Dan say?" "It doesn't matter." "It's all too hard." "I liked her better when she was throwing plates." "Rita!" "Hey." "Look, I, ah, wanted to ask you round to my place for dinner tonight." "Both of you." "We'd love to come!" "Great!" "Sorry to cancel at short notice." "No worries, with this rain around I got no shortage of places to bail." "Well, send us the bill for the cut." "No worries, love." "I see your cow's about ready to calf." "She's a youngun' too, eh?" "Yep, poor Roseanne, Macca's bull got in." "The angus?" "Yeah." "Lucky he didn't break her leg." "Yeah, well Trev wasn't too happy, that's for sure." "See ya round, Hamish." "Hooroo." "So, Ian's cooking?" "Yeah, its amazing." "I didn't know he could cook." "Neither did I." "He said he's cooking a Chinese banquet." "It's so great he's making an effort with Mum, y'know?" "So, um, are you sure this isn't too short?" "It's hot." "OK." "So what does your mum think?" "Oh, I haven't told her yet, but I'm sure she'll be fine with it." "Hmm, wouldn't be so sure." "I wonder if they'll ever realise that we've grown up." "(Phone rings)" "Hey babe." "What?" "Look, just calm down, I'll be over." "What?" "You know how we didn't know if Aiden could cook?" "Hmmm." "Well he can't." "OK, well what time's your dinner?" "Seven." "OK, well we've got like, two hours, OK?" "Let's go." "It's OK, Rosie, you're right." "Am I gonna be able to keep the farm?" "I've got the agents coming to look at the place tomorrow." "Look, why don't I just leave this for you to have a look over?" "And if you want to talk after the agent's been then we can see where we stand." "Cattle used to always be Trev's thing." "Now I'm left to play midwife to his cow." "He's gone, Rosie." "It's just me." "Oh!" "Your mum's really gonna hate me now." "You doofus!" "Ah, OK." "We've got enough for san chow bow, chilli prawns and - and beef in mandarin sauce." "We'll need to make a new fried rice as well." "You, out!" "Thanks so much, Holly." "That's OK, good luck!" "Thanks, Hol." "OK, san choy bow and lettuce leaves, that's ready to go." "Chilli prawns, mandarin beef, and you know that's fried rice, right?" "Entrees." "They come out first." "Your mum just drove up." "Ah, we'll go out the back way." "Now remember, not a word." "Mum loves a man who can cook." "She fell in love with Dad when he cooked crystal prawns in snow peas." "Good luck!" "OK." "(Door Knocking)" "Hi, come in." "(Football blares from the TV)" "Sorry." "Where is Rita?" "Ah well, Holly's dropping her off, but she'll be here soon." "Very soon." "Can I get you a drink?" "Yes." "Um, champagne?" "White Wine?" "Red Wine?" "Do you have beer?" "Oh, beer, sure!" "Well make yourself at home." "And a sleeping bag." "Thank you, although I somehow don't think Roseanne will have sleeping on her agenda tonight." "That'd include you girls." "Is Holly going out?" "Not that I know of." "She's gone through three different hairstyles in half an hour." "How old do you reckon Dan is?" "Dan?" "Mmm." "Ah, I think he said he was 31, why?" "Should we be worried?" "We should be worried." "Hol?" "Mmm?" "Where are you going?" "Dinner." "Like on a date?" "No, dinner" "With, with Dan?" "Ahuh." "Mum, what's the problem?" "He's great, he's funny, he's smart - I thought you liked him." "Yeah, I do." "I like him." "As someone you would get wine barrels from." "I'm just gonna pack the rest of my things." "So what do you think about him?" "I dunno, I just think he's " "Louie." "What do you think of him?" "He's too old for her." "Exactly!" "That's what I thought about him when I saw him yesterday!" "You know, he doesn't look short of experience." "Dan's my friend, not that that's any of your business." "Oh, and the hairdryer broke again." "Hmmm, sounds like my private life is good conversation." "Holly, I gave always been interested in your friends." "This is a new development, you and Nick vetting them for me?" "No, we are not vetting anybody, alright?" "Nick loves you, yeah?" "He want's to look out for you." "I'm old enough to make my own choices, Mum." "Yeah, I know that, Hol." "Then why don't you trust me to do that?" "I do, I trust you." "It doesn't sound like it." "Look, alright." "Part of me thinks that it's a bad idea, this going out with Dan." "In fact, truthfully, a very bad idea, a terrible idea, Holly." "But another part of me thinks that" "'She's 19 years old, and let her make her own choices let her make own mistakes.'" "Mistakes?" "Holly, it's not long since you broke up with Sean." "Don't you think you could just - Mum." "We don't need to have this conversation, OK?" "I like Dan, but he's just a friend." "OK?" "I have to go, bye." "Love you." "Love you too." "I swore I was never going to do that." "Do what?" "Get all paternal on her." "So how come you're fixing the hairdryer?" "'Cause I don't know what else I can do." "Me neither." "(Knocking)" "Wow." "You mean the box of veggies, don't you?" "I most certainly do." "You got a salad in there?" "(Phone rings)" "You gonna get that?" "Nothing he can tell me I don't already know myself." "Might now be about the cow." "Might wanna say 'Thank you!" "For agreeing to the 50/50 split.'" "(Phone rings)" "I gave him what he wants, I don't have to be nice as well." "You said so yourself, anger is good." "You're not angry, you're becoming bitter." "One's useful, the other will eat you alive." "Let's just birth the bastard's cow." "San Choy Bow." "Mmm, very fresh." "Water chestnut?" "Yes, water chestnuts." "Good!" "Everything alright?" "No." "My daughter is going on a date with an older man." "Not Dan?" "Yes." "Oh, she beat me to the punch." "Oh please, can we stick to the mother with the problem here?" "It's just separation anxiety." "No it isn't!" "It feels like when I first took her to day care, and hid behind the bushes to see if they were gonna drop her or not." "And then I go pick her up and she's as happy as Larry, couldn't even recognise me." "She's always been independent." "That's good parenting." "Oh, well, I don't want to quash her spirit." "No, plenty in life will try and do that to her." "It's hard to stop being a mum." "Why would you even try?" "Come on, Roseanne needs us." "(Cow moos)" "Don't think it's gonna happen tonight, after all." "Really?" "She looks pretty focused." "I'm not a cow expert." "Well according to this, there'll be plenty of signs." "The contractions will start at least two hours before the water sac is expelled and the cow will appear relaxed." "Relaxed?" "With her sac expelling?" "Who writes this stuff?" "Is it a man or a woman?" "I rest my case." "(Cow moos)" "What are you thinking?" "When Trev first started going away" "I used to really miss him." "And then I started to miss him less and less." "And then I stopped missing him completely." "If I have to be really honest," "I think I left Trev a long time ago." "(Cow moos, water splashes, Louisa shrieks)" "Thank you, Roseanne." "This is a big place for one man and his dog." "Yeah, well, lots of bedrooms for my freeloading, party animal friends." "I like it quiet." "Yeah, it can be that too." "A girlfriend found it for me." "Said it was very 'me'." "She must know you very well." "Ex-girlfriend, we were great friends, became lovers." "Should've just stayed great friends." "Cheers." "What happens now?" "Are you just gonna have great friendships?" "No, I hope not." "I'll get the salad." "And finally, mandarin beef with fried rice." "Aiden, you can cook almost as good as my Rita." "I didn't cook it." "I tried to cook for you, but it was a balls-up." "And Rita had to step in." "She cooked all of this." "I'm really sorry." "Let me get you another drink." "Wait." "Rita, you did this?" "Yes, Mamma." "Thank you, Aiden." "There's one thing I admire more in a man than his cooking." "And that is his honesty." "You a Roos supporter?" "(Cow moos)" "What's next?" "Ah, the four legs should be protruding if the calf is in the normal position." "What if it's in the abnormal position?" "Could Doctor Garret please call her as soon as he gets this message?" " upside down, head or legs turned back, and transverse." "And, and what if it's one of those?" "Um, it says. the calf will need to be, oh that's not good - repositioned." "Does it say how to do that?" "If the farmer is inexperienced a vetenary surgeon should be called immediately." "Well, I've already done that!" "Yes, I know that." "But the person writing the book doesn't know that." "And what if we can't get a vetenary surgeon?" "Um, it says " "(Cow moos in alarm)" "Oh, I can't read that." "What?" "Oh, that's put me off." "Lubricate your hands and arms." "Don't you dare look at me when you say that." "Call Trev." "Five points down, last quarter!" "Yeah, still pre-season though, we need to work on our disposal." "We need to attack harder." "So, would anyone like a " "BOTH:" "Oh, come on!" "Umpire!" "You orange maggot!" "So, environmental science?" "Yup, hopefully it'll give me some focus." "Yeah, I don't think that's something you can find, it sort of just happens." "When did it happen to you?" "It hasn't." "I'm still enjoying the search." "But you became a lawyer." "You seem to be in a real hurry to end somewhere before your life has begun." "Well... that's what this gap year was supposed to be about." "Having a break, finding out what I wanted to do." "But..." "I spent most of my time trying to help a friend which in the end, was probably, or was, a waste of time." "Nah, it's never a waste of time trying to help a friend." "Which confirms that you are, indeed, the queen of the good samaritans." "And you know what?" "In honour of that, I'm going to name this vintage 'Queen Holly'." "Mmm." "Is that perhaps, because the wine is full bodied and complex?" "Nah, fruity." "Fruity." "Yeah." "(Cow moos)" "OK, I've got that, Trev." "Carefully reach inside and gently pinch the calf." "Feel for any kind of movement to see if it's alive." "And watch for any signs of distress." "Ok, got it." "Ok, you'll need to identify the calf's bits by feel." "Calf's are just a mini version of the mum." "I know what a calf feels like, Trev." "She knows what a calf feels like." "The back legs seem to be where the front legs should be." "You sure?" "Yeah, I'm holding the tail." "Ah, she's holding a tail." "Push the calf back in to the uterus as far as you can." "(Cow moos in distress)" "OK, hold it with one hand and grab the leg with the other and bend the sock?" "Hock, hock!" "Bend the hock and bring it upward, turning as you lift." "Ok, um, I'm pulling the foot back and the hock joint's flexed." "Did you get that?" "My poor darling." "Push the calf as far forward as you can." "Urgh!" "OK." "Alright!" "OK, done." "Yeah, yes, she's done." "Yep." "OK." "Yep, OK." "Cup your hand around the calf's foot, so it won't tear the uterus." "Oh for god..." "OK, I'm bringing the front foot over the pelvic bone." "OK, Deb, do the same with the other leg." "Can you do that?" "Yup, now I'm bring the back legs into the birth canal." "She's bringing the back legs into the birth canal." "Pull, pull the calf now." "Urgh, I'm pulling it." "She's pulling." "I'm pulling!" "It's not coming." "It's not coming, Trev, it's not coming." "OK, get it out fast." "Marg, help her!" "Get up!" "Yes, she's getting it." "Help her." "Get it out!" "Come on, come on." "Come on!" "It's coming, it's coming!" "It's coming!" "Pull!" "(Mooing followed by a thump)" "Oh my God!" "It's a little cow." "Ha!" "Uh oh." "I think it's dead, Lou." "Did you hear that, Trev?" "It's not breathing." "What's she doing?" "She's giving it mouth-to-mouth." "Trev says, make sure you hold the mouth closed." "Gently breathe into one nostril, keeping the other nostril closed until the cows chest rises." "Marg!" "Do it!" "What?" "Marg, help!" "You've gotta take over." "Marg she's hypervent - just do it!" "Quick." "Ohh... (gagging)" "(Upbeat guitar music)" "Good morning." "I was gonna come say thank you for the strawberries." "I've gotta get going." "You OK?" "Yeah, I'm great." "Are you?" "I'm not so sure." "No?" "Well, you're leaving." "Ordinarily, that'd be fine, but, um..." "At last, stuck for words." "At least you'll always remember me for something." "Yeah, and then some." "Dan..." "I just got over being in love." "I don't want to - Holly - enjoy your strawberries." "Thanks." "Well, we've still got a bottle of wine with her name on it." "Haven't we Boof?" "C'mon." "C'mon, fella." "(Dog barks)" "Hey guys." "Wake up, wake up." "Come and see this." "Come on, wake up." "Come on!" "Oh, get off me!" "Oh... oh dear." "(Giggles) Come and look." "Oh, no." "What's happened?" "What have we missed?" "What?" "Carefully." "Oh!" "Huh!" "Oh they've bonded." "Yeah." "I'm going to call her calf Marlou." "Oh, Marlou?" "Marlou?" "That's a weird name." "It's Marg and Louisa." "Oh, oh no, that's a lovely name." "She's going to be the Living In Hope, mascot." "(Whispers) Come on." "And, ah, what's the point of having a mascot if you're selling the farm?" "I'm not gonna sell it." "You know, in some weird way, Trev's done me a favour." "This is who I am." "Now I don't have to feel guilty about my choices anymore." "Any ideas how it's going to work?" "Nope." "But it's gonna." "Living in Hope." "Any way I can." "No, but there must be some way to buy more time." "Well, yeah sure, of course there is." "But meanwhile you don't move forward and neither does Trev." "And, how are you going to survive?" "Mmm." "Well, you know, the money Trev brought in was never really enough." "Now I think I know why." "I've got these plans for the shelter." "I just need to " "I need more time to raise some money." "Can you give me a 'sec?" "Yep." "OK, so do your plans for the shelter include this parcel of land - from the gully to the southern boundary?" "No." "No, not at all." "Well, you could sell it to me." "There's been no fertiliser in that soil for eight years," "I want to plant vines there." "You get to keep the house, outbuildings, all the extra space you need for the extension to the shelter." "Wow." "You know that, um, premium organic soil comes at a cost." "Ok, sure, I can see you'll be a tough negotiator." "Well, there's no point in me just giving it to you." "So what do you reckon?" "Yeah!" "Yeah?" "Oh, thank you!" "Yeah, stick it on there." "You do it." "Gavin, it's stacking - not sitting." "Give me a break, I rode here." "That's my water." "Right, well, 5 minutes break and then up and at it." "Yeah, I'm just getting my breath." "Hey." "Hello. (Clears throat)" "Mum, before you say anything " "Dan its, not something I want to take any further." "Got things to do, stuff I don't want to give up on." "Alright, well, I've got stuff I don't want to give up on either." "What?" "Ah,like being a Mum, that is permanent." "I know." "Ah." "(Phone rings)" "Oh, where does... ah!" "Marty, please " "Yes!" "Just, we'll meet the deadline." "Put Farm Aid to page three." "Yes we're going with the Dan Geddes profile." "Just call it - Dan Geddes, man of many talents." "Hello!" "Woo hoo." "Hey!" "You're a good Mum." "She's a good kid." "You're a good bloke!" "Oh, the date. 14th of March." "I'm busy." "Send out the invitations anyway." "Really?" "Really." "Perfect." "Oh, I'll get this, alright." "(Police siren)" "Nan!" "Nan, stop!" "They just want to see your license." "I haven't got a license." "Just another beer thanks, Babe." "Sorry, we're closing." "Hey Fellas, do we want to leave any time soon?" "All:" "No" "Beer!" "Beer!" "Beer!" "Beer!" "(Glass smashes)" "I'm getting a drink for the road." "What the hell are you doing?" "Do I need to warn every guy I go out with about you?" "Vivian called, she's extending her holiday for another month." "We'll cope." "No we won't!" "Yeah, I mean, I was so upset when we broke up, but we wouldn't have been growing old together, because you're already there." "Gavin, your writing's not worth a cold crumpet!" "Gav?" "Gav."