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Are you kidding me!

-It's my piano. -And this is my arm, cockface!

-Where are you taking it? -Perth.

Why?

You need to come home.

My mum's dying.

-I'm going to Perth too. -What?

-No, you're not. -Yeah, I am.

How much fuel did you put in this?

Oh, shit.

It's a diesel, isn't it?

How do I know you can look after that girl?

She's indestructible, dude.

-Did you steal a car? -You wanna get to Perth?

-Come on! -Get in.

Well, you're a fuckin' dead man!

Whoo!

That's Matty, he's my brother.

I just wanted to say that it's not your fault.

Oh, shit.

I wasn't gonna jump off the cliff!

Well, what the hell's this about then?

It's Matty's!

I'm so sorry.

Why? Did you tie the rope?

Her Mum's not in Kal, is she?

Mate, her mum pissed off when she was a bub.

I'm sorry I lied about Mum.

Guys, this is Suzie. This is the guys.

-This is my little brother. -Oh, Suzie!

I can't imagine meeting anyone that I love a tenth as much as I love you.

You idiot.

Hi, Billie.

You're Uncle Lucky.

Do you wanna tell her?

No. He's not telling her.

-I am asking what he wants. -Well, I don't care what he wants!

Tobes.

Do you know the thing that fucks with my head?

If you hadn't have done what you did, she wouldn't exist.

Shh. It's OK.

-I miss him! -Oh, sweetie pie.

Shit! Fuck!

Fuck! Eugh!

Eugh!

This is our last song, Lucky.

Yep.

Get in there, Billie!

Come on, Billie.

Go, Bills.

Whoo-hoo!

Oh, that was awesome!

Thanks.

-You OK? -Yeah.

You coming, mate?

Yep.

Sorry, I need to piss.

-What's wrong with yours? -Ours isn't flushing.

-Why haven't you got pants on? -They're not dry.

Well, we're going on. Like, now.

-Why were they wet? -What?

Your jeans, how'd they get wet?

Brad spilt beer on 'em last night.

Or maybe it was wine.

Maybe it was Pete.

Whatever. Just don't leave us hanging, OK?

Jesus! Fuck!

G'day, Melbourne. How the fuck are ya?

You OK?

Thanks.

One, two, three...

Lucky.

Lucky, your phone's ringing.

OK.

Ow. Fuck.

Billie Bee!

-Hey, Uncle Lucky. -What are you doing awake?

What's the time over there?

12:14.

That means it's 3:15am over here.

How did you know I'd be awake?

Someone just tagged you on Insta.

Billie, what are you doing on Instagram in the middle of the night?

Can't sleep.

Why? It's going on? Are you OK?

Just excited, I suppose.

About the trip?

It's still, like, a week away.

Eight days.

Exactly. So you're gonna have to sleep at some point.

I know. I just...

You nervous?

Toby said you're a bit anxious about playing by yourself.

I just spew sometimes. No big deal.

-Dad's more worried than I am. -Yeah, fair enough.

I suppose I would be too if I was... him.

-Billie, what are you doing? -It's Uncle Lucky. We're just...

I don't care. It's the middle of the night.

It's my fault, Tobes. I... I...

-Phones in the kitchen. Hop into bed. Now. -It was my fault.

I shouldn't have rung. I got the time difference upside-down.

For fuck's sake, Lucky, it doesn't matter.

It is completely fucking inappropriate

for her to be on the phone.

Tobes, you're making a mountain out of a mole--

Shut up! We have agreed,

against my better judgement,

if I'm honest, to let her fly over.

And you're calling her, pissed off your face,

in what looks like a fucking public toilet at 3am!

-No... -I swear, we will cancel the trip, Lucky.

Bullshit. You can't. You can't do that.

Get your shit together.

I have my...

...shit together.

Oh, looking a bit rough there, champ.

No-one's interested in a guy going through a gate, mate.

But they might be interested in what Avery thinks

about you getting it on with Mary Doyle.

Ooh, lovely. Yeah, that's the shot.

Thrilled for you. You can fuck off now.

Ahh, no, I think I'll hang.

You might be back out in a minute.

Chrissake. You're just so bad at this.

How did you let him get the shot?

-I didn't have a choice. He was just... -It's not rocket science, Lucky.

You just don't look at them.

Why was he even there?

I've literally left you about ten messages.

Oh, yeah. Sorry, I know. My phone's completely dead.

-I forgot to take a charger. -Oh, that's a huge surprise.

You had a fun night.

OK. No, this...

This isn't... I...

No, everyone was just drunk.

I don't even know who she is. I think she's a friend of...

Wait, you don't know who she is.

This incredibly famous, extremely on-line woman

with her hand on your chest, you don't recognise her.

I recognise her from last night but...

I thought she was a friend of Brad's or...

Come in.

Thought she was just a hanger-on.

-No, she doesn't have a comment. -Eugh!

Neither does he.

-Yeah, I don't even remember that. -OK. Bye.

-He doesn't even know who she is. -Shocked.

Who who is?

-Mary Doyle. -Mary who?

Doyle.

-She's from Dance Off. -Dance Off?

Highest rating show on Australian television, you luddite.

-Luddites objected to looms. -Whatever.

Honestly, Ave, I was quite pissed.

I just can't believe you put yourself in this position to begin with.

She was just one of those close talkers.

She did like, a 25 minute monologue on Biodynamic fuckin' um...

What's the, it's like celery but it's red.

-Rhubarb. -Rhubarb.

And she was very handsy but I didn't do...

No, the point is is that you gave them a story.

I didn't post the photos.

No, your thick-headed drummer did.

She has a Masters in electrical engineering.

Just thought you'd understand how this works by now.

I...

The train on Platform 24 goes to Bondi Junction

stopping at all stations.

First stop...

Nice boots, sweetheart.

Nice mullet, fuck knuckle.

327 comments.

It's OK, I'll call Betts and tell her to take 'em down.

I just need... Darl, do we have painkillers?

Second drawer, same place it's been for the last 50 hangovers.

Ahh, fuck.

Can you not say "fuck" and not immediately tell me what it is?

It's just I've got a radio interview in five minutes.

-What? -83 FM.

-Oh! -Out To Lunch with Hados and Tokka.

-Oh, gross, pull it. -I'll stick it on.

Can't pull it, I've still got tickets to sell for next week.

Babe, they're gonna ask about this.

They will absolutely ask about it.

No, they're not.

Those photos have been up for what, two hours,

and anyway it's an interview about my gig and my songs.

...next Thursday, the 19th.

You have a question for Lucky about his songs.

"All Live" was our absolute fave.

-Avery Mae. -Oh, feral. I hate that guy.

...rather interesting photos that have popped up.

A few had Mary Doyle...

Get Nina to call and say you're sick.

No, no, no, that would definitely make it worse.

Oh, that's nice. This guy just call me a slut.

Don't read it. Why are you reading it?

How am I a slut?

"Laclan." Ha, my grandad was a Laclan. Obsessed by Nazis.

Think he just liked the uniforms.