"Gosh, is this everything?" "I travel light." "Looks like something Auntie Frida would have." "Speaking of Frida, when is she turning up?" "Couple of days." "Don't they have chooks on the continent?" "Oh, Minna." "How would I know?" "You're the seasoned traveller." "You just can't let it go." "I can't let it go?" "You're the one who wrote an entire book about it." "55 years later, can't you give it a rest?" "Sean, is he OK?" "Dad!" "Sean didn't even know about Lionel's gambling." "What did the bank manager say?" "She painted a pretty black future." "Never got to tell Dad what I really wanted." "What do you want?" "To go to art school." "A whole bottle of champagne?" "What got into you?" "Louie." "Wait!" "Oh, hol..." "Oh!" "It's alright." "I don't think we'll ever be boring." "Don't you?" "(Both laugh)" "(Cow moos)" "Couple of the guys are saying it'd be good to get a social game happening." "Did you put the handbrake on?" "Oh!" "MESSAGE:" "This is Nick's Garage." "Sorry." "Only people crazy enough to be awake this early are funeral directors." "And the Army." "What?" "(Funky music)" "Here's trouble." "Got a problem?" "Jack's stuffed." "Sal." "Jack." "Who's in back?" "Mrs Mumfrey." "Do you want a hand making Mrs Mumfrey more comfortable?" "Thanks." "Cadets!" "Come to me!" "Hurry up!" "Lift." "Operation Rainbow's End." "£ I lay down in a bed of roses" "£ 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" "£ And I woke up lying on a bed of nails" "£ Dee-dee-dee-dah Dee-dah dee-ah" "£ La-la-la-la La-la-la-la" "£ Dee-dee-dee dah-ah. £" "MAN:" "The Australian Army has a long history of running training exercises such as Operation Rainbow's End with the cooperation of local towns." "As of today, you might think of Rainbow's End as any town in a war zone." "No war for Rainbow's End!" "Clem!" "Operation Rainbow's End will attempt to keep any inconveniences to a minimum." "(Whispers) This exercise is very good for this town, Louisa." "Operation Rainbow's End or your commando sale?" "So whatever you write, make sure it's favourable about the exercise." "Gavin." "Play our cards right, it could become an annual event." "Be nice about it." "Show it in a favourable light." "Gavin, I know you bent over backwards to get the army here, but we're not writing a pub piece." "Are there any questions?" "Um, Captain." "Louisa Atherton, Rainbow's End Echo, local newspaper." "What sort of training exercises will you be conducting?" "I'm not at liberty to discuss the details, so far as to say we are here to test the mettle of our officer cadets." "And I thank you all in advance for your cooperation." "Cadets, fall out!" "Over there." "How's your diesel stock, mate?" "It's good." "Good man." "I know you." "Been here before?" "No." "Townsville?" "Late '90s." "You were a fighter with Maxy Bennett's Touring Stadium." "I reckon you got the wrong bloke, mate." "No, no, I saw you fight my drill sergeant." "You nailed him with a perfect left jab, right hook." "You were called the..." "Oh!" "Island Thunder?" "I reckon your mind's playing tricks on you." "We all look the same." "Yeah." "I could have sworn." "I'll bring the Land Rover round." "Good man." "FRIDA:" "Do you think I'll fit in there?" "MINNA:" "What next?" "Tanks rolling in to Rainbow's End?" "I thought it was tourists you hated." "Oh, them too." "But are we supposed to be impressed by this?" "I think we're meant to feel secure." "Oh, well, at the moment, I just feel inconvenienced." "Hello, ladies." "There's more parking straight down the road here." "Oh, is there?" "Well, perhaps you'd like to take your vehicles down there, then." "Oh." "We're here to conduct an Army exercise, ma'am." "This is no place for Army exercises." "This is the place where the residents of Rainbow's End park so they can do their shopping." "So if you'd like to make room so my sister can park the car." "Yes, ma'am." "Private, move the truck five metres forward." "Bravo!" "Welcome to Communications Headquarters." "Wow, Viv." "You said it was a desk, a chair and a ream of paper." "That'd be Captain Vivien to you, Louisa." "26 years in the Indigo Reserve regiment." "Gavin, we've assigned your office to the officer-in-command for the duration." "I'm willing to do whatever I can to accommodate the armed services." "You'll have to bunk in, Gavin." "I've boxed your personal effects up." "Which I am now redeploying to Marty's desk." "Oh, what?" "How'd you get these, Louisa?" "Where is it?" "Iraq?" "Afghanistan?" "That's our basketball court." "Oh, that hole!" "Yeah." "Third year in a row the allocated funds have dried up." "Hide them." "The Army think that we're a proud people." "At ease." "Sir, I hope you find the office suitable, sir." "I've had uglier desks." "Gavin Braithwaite." "On behalf of the Echo's staff and local Chamber of Commerce," "I'd like to welcome you." "How's it going, Gavin?" "Captain Scott Boyd." "Call me Scotty." "And of course Miss Atherton." "Captain." "Sir, we've received intelligence the enemy is in place." "The enemy?" "Who?" "Need to know only, Gavin." "I think we can trust your team, Captain. (Clicks tongue)" "Right." "An elite group of reservists from the Indigo regiment are fully armed and based in a house fully booked for this occasion." "Which house?" "Uh, Viv, Captain." "I think, 'cause we're helping, we should probably know." "I'm willing to give you and the boys whatever access you need to tell the story." "OK." "Excuse me, Captain." "Yes, Platoon Commander?" "Guard tower's been erected, sir, and vehicle barricades are in place." "Very good." "May I have your fuel card, please?" "It's at the servo across the road." "See the big guy nicknamed the Island Thunder." "Yes, sir." "Snap to it, space cadets!" "Let's get this operational!" "'See the big guy nicknamed the Island Thunder.'" "It's a bit..." "bit racist, don't you think?" "That one was Douglas." "I honour the end of every marriage with a new ring." "Wouldn't the future look more rosy with the money in the bank?" "You can't go to bed with a bank balance." "No, my rings, they remind me of where I've been and where I'm going." "So this one?" "Oh." "OK." "Marcel." "Why'd the two of you break up, if you don't mind me asking?" "I woke up one morning and realised I wasn't getting what I needed from the relationship anymore." "So..." "I decided that breaking up was the better option." "How did Marcel take it?" "He was heartbroken." "So you just walked away?" "(Inhales sharply)" "When the heart knows, it knows." "What I wouldn't give to have hands like these again!" "They wouldn't match the rest of you, Frida." "(They laugh)" "I don't want carnations or anything ferny." "I can recommend an excellent florist." "It's just, I know there's provisions in the contract for flowers, and I don't want anything cheap." "My aunt liked tulips." "I'll make a special note." "If you could detail what the arrangements will actually be," "I'd prefer that." "Colour?" "Type?" "Everything." "And the same with the catering." "When my nan died, we paid $600 for catering, and got jelly slices cut in thirds." "Is there anything in particular you'd like?" "If you could provide me with a menu, I'll make a selection." "A menu?" "I'll email that through." "We heard a rumour about some clients that were double-billed." "Well, I can assure you, that was a bookkeeping error that's been rectified." "Just the same, we want to make sure we're getting our money's worth." "Mm." "Hey." "Need my desk." "Think you'll get away tonight?" "I wish." "Pool comp's back at the pub." "Great (!" ")" "What?" "I'm stuck here working like a dog just to prove I'm not one." "Just don't guilt me, alright?" "Bad meeting?" "We aim to please." "Well, maybe clients like the..." "Pettigrews aren't worth the stress." "Choice is a luxury I don't have." "I'm just saying, you're the boss." "Honestly, Holly, you need to hear yourself sometimes." "You've got so many choices you can't even think straight." "Would you stop stealing all my lollies?" "OK, how about you call me when you're done?" "That's right." "Run off." "Have fun!" "Don't let anything interfere with that." "It's not my fault you're stuck here." "No." "You just come to rub my nose in it all the time." "I came to give you some support!" "Get off it, Holly!" "You came to line up your night!" "You know what, Sean?" "Your life sucks." "There we go, I've said it." "You feel better?" "If you don't like where you're at, do something else." "I have a responsibility." "Something you wouldn't know if it hit you." "Why do you feel like you owe everybody?" "Do what you want." "Just don't smile at your clients, be a snake to me." "Remind me to take up navel-gazing when I retire." "Get over yourself, Sean!" "Grow up, Holly!" "(Pumping music from car)" "Holly!" "YOU'RE SCARING THE WILDLIFE." "(Music stops)" "You still need that old fence knocked down?" "The fence?" "You're not gonna do it now on your own." "Why not?" "There's no hurry." "Now's good." "Oh, look, hang on a sec and I'll come and help you." "Ohhh." "We have confirmed insurgent activity in this area." "Pickets will be on a staggered roster, three hours' sleep a night." "Stay switched on." "That woman who looks like your mum could have a grenade under her blouse." "She might have two." "Indeed, Section Commander." "I'm charging you to find out." "Mission." "Delta section to conduct a recon, locate the enemy and report their position to me." "Is that clear?" "Some of you have reached this point in officer training more through good luck than by good work." "And if you fail in this final attempt at platoon leadership, you're at risk of ending your careers before they've begun." "That is all." "Excuse me, Commander, can I ask where you're from?" "Rockhampton." "And when did you know you first wanted to be an officer?" "All my life." "Oh, excuse me." "Louisa, can I have a word?" "At the risk of getting too personal," "I understand that you're engaged to the gentleman who runs the garage." "Yeah." "Look, I just wanted to apologise for any disrespect in the way that I referred to him earlier." "It's just, I had him confused for a bloke I once knew in Townsville." "A tent boxer dubbed the Island Thunder." "There was absolutely no slight intended." "Yeah." "None taken." "Googling your fiance?" "Oh, God!" "Bit late for that, isn't it?" "(Sighs)" "'Tent boxer was arrested at the Townsville showgrounds today." "The man known as the Island Thunder was later charged with assault occasioning bodily harm." "It is understood that the injured man is in a serious condition in hospital.'" "Yeah, it must be a mistake." "Hi." "Hey!" "(Clears throat)" "I, er, I heard something today that... ..that didn't make any sense." "And now I've just read something that said it's true." "Were you a tent boxer?" "Did that army guy tell you?" "The article said that you were charged with assault." "I-Is that true?" "Yeah, it was true." "But that was a long time ago." "What happened?" "You know, Louie, like I said, it was a lifetime ago." "Oh, come on." "Nick." "You know everything about me." "I mean, my life's an open book." "Yep, but there's some things I just don't like to talk about." "But it..." "I..." "It doesn't make any... ..sense because you're, you know, you're such a..." "Boofhead?" "(Half-laughs)" "Because you're so... gentle." "They called you the Island Thunder." "(Half-laughs)" "That was my boss's idea." "Maxy Bennett." "Bennett's Touring Stadium." "So why'd you do it?" "(Sighs)" "'Cause I was good at it." "So good that you put a man in hospital?" "I, um... ..can't say this hasn't thrown me just a little bit." "Louie..." "I was young and I was stupid, and..." "..can we talk about this at home, please?" "Whoa." "There you go." "Lunchtime special, the way you like it." "Extra pineapple, hold the chilli?" "I know." "You're Gavin, not Nick." "Did you hear he used to be a boxer?" "Nick fight?" "Yeah, pro." "Nearly killed a man." "A boxer?" "No way." "Yeah. that's what Mum said." "You sure she didn't mean something else, like... he owned a dog?" "(Laughs)" "Nick Pickering?" "Yeah!" "He had a wicked left jab and a lethal right hook." "Lethal?" "I mean lethal!" "Who would have thought?" "Oh, he was a legend." "Outback boxing champion." "Could have been up there with Danny Green." "Except for one fatal afternoon." "Fatal?" "Yeah." "This, er, this young man of yours, what's his name?" "Saint Sean?" "You should write about him." "He's a massive martyr." "People travel miles to pay homage." "Do you love him?" "What happened, Holly?" "Sean and I had a fight." "He seems to think I'm all about wasting my time." "I hardly see that supporting somebody in their grief's wasting your time." "It is if you're not appreciated." "He didn't mean it like that." "The boy's under enormous pressure." "Like I don't know that!" "What I don't get is that all of a sudden I'm the bad guy." "Oh!" "No, no, listen." "Don't..." "Don't you mope around here proving him right." "Oh!" "She's tonic for my heart, that one." "She truly is." "An insurgent position has been confirmed here." "It's a timber house set back from the road." "That's the Philpott's house." "They're still overseas." "Shh!" "..with firepower of semi-auto rifles plus LMGs." "Light machine guns." "I know." "..behind the building." "Alpha section will follow this gulley, go in front." "Sal, Delta section, enter via south-side wrought iron gate." "Are you sure you want to do that, Platoon Commander?" "Sir?" "What happens when you shoot each other?" "With respect, sir, my coordinated attack will trap the insurgents inside the building." "Very well." "OK." "Stay in file and on track." "These are terrorists." "They could have IEDs in place or strapped to their bodies." "I want you all back here for tea and medals, got it?" "That's all." "Bomb up, we roll at sundown." "All set?" "Well, you're coming with us." "Only way to get a story." "Random thoughts, observations." "All very loose." "I assume you're writing about Holly." "Not exactly." "But I'm sure she's informing me somehow." "Does this family only exist for you so you can exploit us for your own amusement?" "I don't write to amuse myself, Minna, I write because I have to." "Yes, well, I've heard that before, but what does that mean, exactly?" "Well, it's how I understand this crazy life, how I forge my connection to it." "When I can't write I feel I'm only half present." "So it's basically just about you and your needs." "But don't you think you've caused enough problems for this family already?" "What do you mean?" "You just don't seem to take any responsibility for the hurt that your words may have caused." "I write about what I know." "But you lay bare the people who are closest to you." "You expose intimacies and personal moments in our lives that weren't meant to be shared with other people." "All this from a conversation with Holly?" "Please don't make light of this, Frida." "It's all very well for you to write about us, but I will not stand for it if you write about my granddaughter!" "Alpha Two Zulu to Delta Four Sierra, how copy?" "Delta Four Sierra, read you, five." "Delta Four Sierra in position?" "Delta Four Zero, roger that." "Alpha Two Zulu to Delta Four Sierra, do you have a visual fix?" "Alpha Two Zulu, that's a negative." "Hang tight." "Won't be long now." "Delta Four Sierra, change position." "So Nick was a boxer." "Is it true he killed a man?" "What?" "That's what I heard." "Who said that?" "It's talk." "Well, there were charges." "We both saw the article." "Yeah, but they were dropped." "Nick didn't kill anyone." "For heaven's sake, Gavin!" "I didn't think so." "Some blokes'd crow about a past like that." "Have you been talking to people about the article?" "Don't look at me like that." "You're the one that went fishing!" "Look, if Nick wanted people to know about his past he would tell them himself." "OK?" "CAPTAIN:" "Quiet in the back!" "(Sighs)" "Go ahead, Delta Four." "Shh!" "Shh!" "..no south-side wrought iron gate." "Repeat, target has no iron gate." "It's so dark you wouldn't know an iron gate from a picket fence." "Alpha Two Zulu, no picket fence (!" ")" "It's the Philpotts'." "It's the same set-up." "Shh!" "Roger that, Delta Four Sierra." "Problem with the intel cadet?" "Coordinates check, sir." "What are you hearing?" "Confusion, sir." "People doubting themselves." "RADIO:" "Alpha Two Zulu, we're awaiting instructions." "Your command." "This is Alpha Two Zulu." "All bricks to position." "Repeat, all teams to position." "Alright, here we go." "Set." "All fire teams, immediate and sustained attack." "Go, go, go!" "Go, go, go!" "Go, go, go!" "Go, go, go!" "Minna!" "(Yelling)" "Oh, my God!" "(Yells)" "(Screaming and yelling)" "Alpha Two Zulu, we have a problem." "Delta Four Zero, do you require support?" "(Minna yells, objects clatter) That's Mum!" "Don't be so ridiculous!" "Hey!" "They're raiding the wrong house!" "Pull out." "All teams, this is Alpha Two Zulu." "Pull out." "Repeat, all teams pull out." "(Yelling)" "Oh!" "Oh!" "Minna!" "Oh, my God!" "Of all the insane, ridiculous blunders!" "Ma'am, I am so sorry." "Sorry isn't good enough." "Mum, Frida, are you OK?" "Louisa, are you party to this?" "No!" "Well, I mean, not really." "Platoon Commander, you're relieved of your position." "Wait outside." "Sir." "Minna, I'm sure it was an honest mistake." "Mum, are you sure you're alright?" "Oh, no, I'm fine." "It's your Auntie Frida I'm worried about." "Louisa, you should have seen her." "She came screeching to our defence like a Valkyrie, oh!" "We can arrange for an Army doctor to attend, if you wish." "We'll see our own doctor, thank you very much, and be sending you the bill." "Absolutely, ma'am." "And may I convey my deepest apologies." "That won't wash, Captain." "This is a gross intrusion of our civil liberties." "And compensation will have to be made." "Well, we'll arrange a clean-up crew immediately." "You do that, Captain." "Your call." "Your command." "You attacked the wrong house despite contradictory intelligence." "Platoon Commander, you led an attack on innocent civilians." "How do you account for that?" "I can't, sir." "Right." "Well, this incident will go in your report." "Dismissed." "Sir." "I can see the look in your eye, Louisa." "No comment." "Whew." "Oh!" "How's Nan and Auntie Frida?" "Fff." "Polishing off a bottle of sherry while they supervise the replacement of the front door." "Oh!" "What a mess." "Although I'm sure the Army's got another word for it." "What happened?" "Oh, I don't know." "Gung-ho platoon leader." "Didn't trust her information." "Probably too much to prove." "Wonder who got the bigger fright, them or Nan." "Who do you think?" "(Both laugh)" "Where's Nick?" "Um, I think he's got work to do at the garage and stuff." "Is everything OK?" "Yep." "Well, it's lucky I'm not going out tonight." "We can have a girls' night in." "Hol, I'm fine." "Nick's going through some stuff that you might hear about." "And yeah, I'm still..." "I'm just trying to get my head around it." "Yeah, I've heard about it." "Oh." "And how about you?" "Are you OK?" "No." "Are you?" "Um, not really." "(Both laugh)" "If it's OK with you, I'm gonna head off." "Yeah." "Sorry, mate, lost track of time." "I'm meeting Rita down at the pub if you wanna tag along." "So you and Rita, huh?" "Go on." "Say it." "What?" "She's gonna wise up and see what a doofus I am any day now." "That's why I'm counting on you to call it, you know, if you think I'm messing up." "Just like I'd tell you if you were messing up." "I'm messing up, aren't I?" "We're talking about the keepers, mate." "I reckon Holly's one of them." "What are you still doing here?" "(Half-laughs) Don't do anything I wouldn't." "(Sighs)" "(Phone rings)" "There you go." "Thank you." "How... (Clears throat)" "You should probably know that there's now a rumour going round that you... killed a man." "Is that who you think I am?" "No." "Course I don't." "And I understand why you don't want anybody else to know." "But why... why not tell me?" "'Cause it's in the past." "And that's where it should stay, in the past." "OK." "Anything else in the past you want to tell me about?" "Any secrets, bits?" "No." "No, that's the full story." "(Keys jangle) Where are you going?" "I've got a job I gotta finish before the morning." "Won't be too long." "No, go on." "Go on, ask him, ask him." "On you, Deano!" "They reckon you're some kind of fighter." "They reckon you knocked out Joe Bugner." "(Man laughs)" "Yeah, well, that wouldn't have been too hard." "Ooh!" "I'll take you on." "Come on!" "No aggro, just a bit of fun." "Come on, step up!" "Where you from?" "Indigo." "What do they call you?" "Dean 'Wild Dog' Cantwell." "Well, Wild Dog, nothing would give me more pleasure than going a couple of rounds with you." "Alright!" "On you, Wild Dog!" "You'll have to get fit." "We'll do it for charity." "Tell you what - if you can run from Indigo to here in less than two hours, you're on." "Less than two hours." "Piss easy." "You're on!" "On you, Deano." "That's it, Deano!" "Nice one, mate." "Oh, hey!" "Hey!" "Change your mind, did you?" "The usual?" "Thanks." "Alright." "Wait here, I'll be right back." "Cheers." "Is Holly here?" "Yeah, she called." "She said she wasn't up for it." "Hey, she didn't sound too good." "Maybe you should call her." "I'll check on Aidan." "See if he needs a hand." "(Sighs)" "What's your problem?" "Country's full of dying people and I gotta bury the lot of them." "What's yours?" "Buy me a drink and I'll bore you." "What'll you have?" "Lemon squash." "The hard stuff." "(Sighs)" "I'm not the one wasting my life." "And then you've got the bottom 10% of the class, the ones who we didn't graduate." "Guess where I belong." "So what, now you're going AWOL, you're gonna chuck it all in, do something else?" "Can't do anything else." "Don't particularly want to." "Army searching for you already?" "Not yet." "Waiting for my dad." "He's going to completely blast me." "Daughter of a soldier." "Pathetic, I know." "Stuck in the family business." "I'm the dumb monkey who chose it." "Don't get me wrong, I love it." "It's just, with family in the forces, the expectations..." "Your old man's pushing you?" "I know what I want so bad, I just want it now." "You know?" "So what about you?" "I would never have picked you for a funeral guy." "And what's a funeral guy look like?" "Kinda sad-sack." "This is not my full-time gig." "I'm just helping my family out." "Oh, yeah?" "What do you usually do?" "I'm an artist." "Oh!" "No way!" "Trying to be." "That's living without a safety net." "Don't know if I'd call it that." "Funerals are a safe option." "People will always be dying." "Art is risky." "Trust me, the safety net is grossly overrated." "Sometimes it'll strangle you, right?" "Do you play pool, Donna?" "You are on fire." "Best of five, then." "I gotta get back or I'm done for." "If I was a gentleman I'd let you win." "Hey, stuff charity, I don't need that." "Everyone needs a win now and then." "What I need's a good kick up the arse." "Today's been one long reality check." "Well, I'm already kicking your arse." "One more game." "(Laughs)" "Be prepared to cry." "Do your best." "You're serious trouble, you know that, Rembrandt?" "I am serious." "Yeah." "Gotta do something about that." "You should get back to base." "You're probably right." "Holly." "Oh, no." "No, wait!" "Holly!" "Holly, wait!" "Holly!" "Holly." "Holly." "Holly, stop." "Get away from me!" "It was nothing!" "You make me sick!" "Please, Holly!" "Don't!" "(Knock at door)" "Holly!" "(Sobs)" "Oh, darling!" "Oh, darling, what is it?" "I hate him!" "Sweetheart, tell me what happened." "I hate him!" "Bottle that feeling, my love." "It'll save you a world of heartache." "Frida, is that milk I smell burning?" "He said it was nothing!" "How does that make it alright?" "And I just stood there like an idiot." "I don't even know who he is anymore." "Why do we do it to ourselves?" "(Mouths word) (Sobs)" "(Mouths word)" "(Knock at door)" "No, Sean." "I need to see her." "No, not now." "Please." "Let her be." "Oh!" "The Army is taking minutes of this meeting for legal purposes." "You will of course receive a copy to pass onto your legal counsel." "My legal counsel?" "Do I look like someone who needs to bully people by third party?" "With all due respect, ma'am, you are the aggrieved party." "Exactly, and far more capable of communicating my grievances than some overpaid, overeducated twit in a suit." "Now, I've made an inventory, and this is part of my mother's glory box." "I would never have imagined a day when I would have to hurl this at someone in defence of my home." "How does that happen, Captain?" "Cadet Officer Fry." "It was my mistake, Mrs Franklin." "The call was my responsibility." "I let my will cloud my judgment." "Then you must presume there's an enemy behind every door to do what you do." "I am vigilant, ma'am." "I think you've just spent too long in the Army." "Now, as to recompense, my daughter has some ideas about how that might be made." "Well, there it is." "Opinion, soldier?" "It's rubbish, sir." "Think we can fix it?" "Yes, sir." "Your command." "Alright!" "Everybody out!" "(Funky music)" "Sal, you take the green waste." "Hard waste." "I want mattresses, sofas, all over there." "Tomorrow, do you think?" "By 1600 hours, I reckon." "Great." "Sounds good." "That's it." "Come on, come on!" "Yes." "Beautiful, boys!" "Everything from the right, centre." "You wanna play?" "It's not a trick question." "First to 11?" "(Funky music)" "Hey, that's dirty!" "I thought you said you were tough." "Hey!" "Foul!" "Hey!" "Foul!" "Look, I didn't know he had a girlfriend." "I want to apologise." "I think the way I spoke about your writing the other night was... was a little harsh." "Oh, am I interrupting?" "I wish you would." "You know, you could always look the devil in the eye and smile." "I do like that." "Well, you..." "you know what Mum would say." "If you don't laugh, you'll cry." "(Chuckles)" "Frida... ..what happened with Marcel?" "Not the story now." "I'd like the truth." "He left me." "Ah." "What happened?" "I'd like to say for a younger woman, you know, a rich widow." "There's comfort in the bleeding bloody obvious." "But..." "A middle-aged matron from Dorset who cooks." "Her appeal, it seems was..." "was that she was not me." "I don't think you can imagine what it's like... ..to wake up in a place where no-one wants to see you." "Where..." "Where no-one's waiting for you." "But you're home now." "Your place was always here." "Oh, Minna." "Thanks, Mrs Pettigrew." "And that time suits?" "Thanks very much." "I've been calling you." "I wanted to explain about last night." "Doesn't matter what I say, does it?" "I met her." "What did she say?" "Not a lot." "You saw everything." "That was pretty much it." "You..." "You looked really happy." "(Sighs)" "Yep." "Just thinking about that... ..just for one second, I was free." "And with me?" "Holly." "I'm not holding you back." "I know." "I don't know..." "I don't..." "I just came to say goodbye." "I don't want to break up, Holly." "Bye, Sean." "Holly, please!" "(Phone rings)" "(Door closes)" "(Phone continues ringing)" "Hello!" "Nick!" "Hello..." "That's Jed." "Oh." "And that's his mother, Jodi." "Is-Is-Is Jed..." "Mine?" "No." "His dad was one of the boxers." "He's the one I put in hospital." "Oh." "He used to beat Jodi, and he was drunk and angry one night, and I could have handled it better." "Jed contacted me a couple of years ago." "Was in a bit of a jam." "So every month when I can," "I-I send him some money to help out." "Well, um, where are they?" "Are they..." "Townsville." "I ran out on that kid when he needed me." "Why?" "Why didn't you stay?" "I just couldn't." "Nicko, you didn't think this was something you could talk to me about?" "Well." "It's funny, isn't it?" "I mean, um, 'cause we've known each other since... ..we were kids, but I, er..." "I suddenly feel like I don't know you at all." "And, um, you and I are about to take this giant leap of faith, and, um..." "I don't know, I think you've got s... ..got stuff you gotta sort out." "And I've got Holly I have to think of, so, um, I just..." "I, um..." "I felt like you were a part of me and... ..I thought I was a part of you." "But, um..." "Anyway." "Take a picture, it lasts longer." "Jed?" "Did you love my mum?" "Get off me!" "Get out!" "Stop it!" "Nick..." "Louie!" "Stay out of it!" "We're supposed to be welcoming him into our family." "This doesn't feel like a family right now." "The Annual Heritage Society Concert." "We sponsor the concert." "Without the Echo, the concert wouldn't exist." "OK. (Clears throat) What do I have to do?" "Ollie." "Ollie Turpin?" "Seems the dog was up all night with gastro." "Ollie says he's never seen anything like it before." "She hasn't even done her hair properly." "Minna, what is the problem?" "Curtain call, one hour." "God!" "What are we gonna do?" 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