You, Always

So,

you… you heard a snapping sound?

Yeah, no, like it… like it snapped

and that's when I knew I'd broke me banjo string.

Banjo string?

Yeah, you know, like, um…

Damaged me doodle…

Broke me donger.

Yes, I understand.

I'd also grabbed the tube of Deep Heat for like sore muscles

instead of lube, so…

The burning sensation plus the bleeding, it was like a crime scene.

You know, this part of me shaft, it was just, you know…

It was just spurting, spurting, you know.

Okay, okay, okay, yeah, yeah, Jaxtynn, thank you.

So, what we're dealing with here is a penile frenulum tear.

It's what happens when you have rigorous activity

without proper preceptive behaviour.

Huh?

Uh…

Foreplay, foreplay, foreplay, Jaxtynn.

Oh, yeah, that actually makes sense.

- Yeah. - Yeah.

- Yeah. You can get dressed. - Okay.

Now, since the bleeding has stopped, thankfully,

the treatment is to avoid sexual intercourse for six weeks.

Six weeks? Fuck.

Unless you want to re-injure yourself and then you have a frenuloplasty.

- What's that? - Surgery.

Stitches.

Six weeks. Righto.

Take care now.

Let me guess…

…snapped his banjo?

That is strictly confidential.

- Oh! - Why?

Why are there so many slang words for it?

You know, it's been a while, darl, please.

Twig and Giggle berries, personal favourite.

- Oh, God. - Frank and Beans.

I'm sorry I asked.

MSR, um…

On to the next emergency. Do you mind locking up?

Can do.

Just watch out for the Cockness Monster.

Moby Dick.

- Indiana Bones. - Oh my God.

Long Dong Silva.

What's the call?

Response Centre detected an EPIRB about 500 meters out.

- I was going to leave you. - No, you weren't.

Still, I beat you here, again.

It's not a competition, Ethan. You literally work here full time.

It's not a competition

if you can never win.

Piss off.

Let's go, east.

Go, go, go.

Found her! Over here!

- Here! - She breathing?

No!

Hand!

Go! Go!

- Anything broken? - No, just a small contusion

in her hairline. Airways?

- Clear. - And?

Checking!

Nothing.

Again.

Come on!

All right.

You're okay.

She's all right.

- Can you tell me your name? - Edith.

Edith.

All right, Edith. We're going to sit you up slowly.

All right.

Now, you're going to be a little bruised from the compressions for a few weeks,

but there's nothing broken, okay?

Okay?

Thank you both for saving me.

Just another day in the life of Marine Search and Rescue.

"Just another day in the life of Marine Search and Rescue". No, no.

No autographs. Please.

What? We brought another one home safe.

- We are a good team. - We are.

Plus, I get to hang out with my best mate.

And you wouldn't come to med school

with me, so I had to settle for this.

Well, I was a little busy in the military.

Speaking of which, you going to accept

- the promotion here? - Oh.

I reckon you'd look schmick in a captain's hat.

Nope. I'm happy where I'm at.

I like my downtime.

I mean, look around you. We live in paradise.

Why would I need anything more than that?

Because, Ethan, it's not about what's out there.

Come on. It's about…

What's in there.

I don't know. It feels risky.

Risky? Ethan.

Oh, come on. You… you used to be so ambitious, and now it's just…

You're on island time.

Don't you have everything you need right here?

I guess. Just…

Sometimes it feels like something's missing, you know?

Remind me why I'm friends with you again.

Um, because I am the only person who would talk to you in high school.

Yeah, at first. Man, you Aussies are…

Careful now.

We Australians are internationally known for our friendliness.

No, you're thinking of Canadians.

You are half Australian, too, and… and you don't have to live here.

It's not every day you inherit a beach house from your dad.

Lucky, since your ex-wife essentially left you homeless

- in the States. - Oh!

Wow.

Are you implying that I'm lucky that my dad died?

Well, at least my ex-husband

didn't forget to send his daughter a birthday gift again.

Ooh, all right. I win.

Hmm.

- I miss your dad. - Yeah, me too.

Okay.

- Off to get Sophia? - Yes, sir.

Let me get her.

- Thank you. - No, no.

I haven't got dinner sorted yet. I don't know what I'm gonna make.

No. Let me do it. You work two jobs in one day.

Give yourself the rest of the evening off.

Okay. Thank you.

She will love the surprise. She always wants to see you.

But no Macca's.

Huh? No comprendo .

- McDonald's, Ethan. No McDonald's. - Ah, yeah. No can do.

Shoes?

Island time, baby.

Bye, thank you. See you at school, Hazel.

- Bye, Sophia. - Hey, Gary.

Hi, Hazel.

- How are you? - Come on, kiddo.

Looks like it's your and my lucky day.

- Here, hand me your bag. - Can we go to Macca's?

Mac... Oh!

Already?

You're killing me, girl. That's gonna be a tough one,

but we'll see what we can do. Buckle up.

Please.

"As Cassius moves closer,

I feel his long curls brush gently against my cheek,

" the smell of sandalwood enveloping me".

"He slides his arms

around my waist, and time slows to a standstill".

"For us, there is only this moment, and for me, there's only him".

"I lift my chin,

and his lips touch mine as if they were always there…

" Waiting".

"We kiss until my jaw aches".

"I come up for air, and I resent it because it takes me away from him".

"Cassius".

"Make love to me".

Oh, God.

Ooh, Patrick.

Well, hey. Um, hi. Um

- how was your day? - What?

Oh, another sing-along, huh?

- Did you have a good time at Hazel's? - Yeah.

We made our list of things we need for STEM camp.

Okay. Well, teeth, PJ's on, and I will come and read to you in a bit.

Okay.

Good night, Ethan. Thanks for the Macca's.

- Shh. - Um, sorry, what?

- Night, kiddo. - Excuse me.

Night.

Right.

Thank you for bringing her home.

- Oh. - Yeah. Oh.

What… what was that?

Yeah, I don't know, I might have pulled something on the water today.

- You want me to have a look at it? - Oh, no, it's fine.

Oh, come on.

Let me see.

Yeah, oh.

- In there? - Yep, yep.

- Right there? - Ah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Yeah, ah. Yep, right there.

Ooh.

What's the prognosis?