Love Serenade

-Do you think somebody's moved in? -Could be. Could be.

Oh, my goodness. Sherry. Do you know who that is?

Ken Sherry. He must have moved in next door to us.

Who's Ken Sherry?

"Who's Ken Sherry"? Dimity, you amaze me sometimes.

For your information, madam, Ken Sherry is only a very well known,

very highly regarded radio personality from Brisbane.

He has come down here to takeover Radio Sunray,

now that Wilfred Barnes has passed on.

We should count ourselves extremely fortunate

to have him here in Sunray at all,

let alone living right next door to us.

Wilfred Barnes is dead?

Dead as a dodo. His liver finally took him.

Now, Dimity, I don't want you hanging around

gawking at him all the time and getting in his hair.

I'm not gonna hang around.

Celebrities are human beings, too, you know,

and they're entitled to their privacy.

I couldn't care less about Ken Sherry.

All I'm saying is,

and it applies to both of us,

let's just have the decency

to allow our new neighbor his personal space, okay?

All right.

Welcome to Sunray.

I thought perhaps you might not have any food in the house,

so I thought I'd take the liberty of offering you

a sample of our very own homegrown Murray Cod.

Freshly caught by yours truly this afternoon.

My name's Vicki-Ann Hurley.

And, uh, I live next door with my sister Dimity.

Ken Sherry.

Don't worry, we all know who you are.

And by the way, we're all absolutely thrilled to have you here in Sunray.

I hope you don't find this too dull and boring after Brisbane.

Thank you, Vicki-Ann, but I don't eat fish.

Oh, I'm sorry.

That's all right. It's just the way it is.

Well, how's about a, a chicken casserole, perhaps?

No. Really, I'm fine. Thank you.

I thought we'd be having fish.

Well, you thought wrong.

Did you give our fish to Ken Sherry?

Ken Sherry doesn't eat fish.

-Did you talk to him? -Yes, we chatted.

Is he creepy?

Actually, he seems to be a very, very nice man.

- Table? -Yes, please.

-How many? -One.

Would you like to walk this way, please?

Would you mind?

-You want me to open it? -Thank you.

-Are your prawns fresh? -Fresh?

Your prawns.

I think so. Yeah, they are.

-Not frozen. -No way.

Not frozen, even given that we're, what,

a thousand kilometers from the nearest ocean?

No.

When did they get here?

-Huh? -How fresh are they exactly?

Pretty fresh.

Would you mind very much checking with the chef?

The man outside wants to know if the prawns are fresh.

-You had a query regarding the prawns? -That's right.

- Snap-frozen. -I see.

Snap-frozen on the actual trawler. We buy them in bulk.

I see. Thank you.

Ken Sherry. Am I right?

Yes, that's right.

Albert Lee, sir, at your service.

Welcome to Sunray.

Thank you.

We're delighted to be having you on our airwaves.

Well, I'm delighted to be here.

We feel very privileged to have you in our town

as we hear you're very big in Brisbane.

TV, too, am I right?

Yes. Briefly.

Ah, yes.

All too briefly.

You bring the family with you?

No, Albert. As it happens, I'm divorced.

Divorced. Hmm.

Don't talk to me about divorce.

That's why I'm still a bachelor.

To me, marriage is a sacred institution.

To me, commitment is for a lifetime.

If I had a wife, I'd put her on a pedestal.

That's where I think a wife belongs.

Many species of fish mate for life.

Like, for example, the garfish.

Hmm, garfish.

Perhaps we would do well to emulate the garfish more in our day-to-day life.

Truly, I'm a great believer in gleaning things from nature.

Nature has a lot to teach us.

That's why

I've come to embrace nudism.

Not in my working hours, of course, but in my own private time.

What could be more natural than to be nude?

Excuse me.

I've just driven 900 kilometers today and I'm tired.

Would you mind very much leaving me in peace?

As you wish.

As you wish.

I'll leave the girl to look after all your needs and requirements.

And I'll get back to the kitchen where I belong.

Thank you.

And as I say,

I think you'll find those prawns very fresh indeed, very succulent.

Give me the beef in black bean sauce.

-Did he eat it all up? -Huh?

Did he eat it all up? His beef in black bean sauce.

Most of it.

Well, what do you know.

I hope it was fresh enough for him.

I'll have to stop serving food that's gone off

now that Ken Sherry's arrived in town.

Um, excuse me for interrupting,

but my sister Vicki-Ann is looking for a boyfriend

and we live right next door to you.

I see.

What about you?

Are you looking for a boyfriend?

I had that dream again last night.

What dream?

The one where there's a marshmallow inside my head,

and it keeps getting bigger and bigger.

Oh, that dream.

I wonder if our new neighbor enjoyed his casserole last night.

I doubt it, since he came in to Albert's.

Excuse me?

He came in to Albert's last night.

For a meal?

What did he have?

Beef in black bean sauce.

He only had to wait 45 minutes and he would've had a chicken casserole.

Maybe he doesn't like chicken.

Did you find out any other information?

Not really.

Was he on his own?

Well, that's something.

I've told him you're looking for a boyfriend.

What?

I told him you're looking for a boyfriend.

Well, you are, aren't you?

You don't just go and announce it to total strangers.

He must think I'm completely desperate.

What did he say, anyway?

What did he say when you told him I was looking for a boyfriend?

Nothing much.

Nothing much? What do you mean "nothing much"?

What did he say? Did he say anything?

-I can't remember! -You can't remember?

-Van McCoy & The Soul City Symphony. -

Kind of appropriate, really, to play "The Hustle,"

because, well, normally I never play music that's pertinent to anything as a rule,

let me get that straight from the outset.

That might be the style of other DJs, but it's not mine.

And yet, ironically enough,

that's just what I've come to Sunray to escape.

The hustle and bustle of life in the big city.