Lantana

Oh, yeah.

- You OK? - Yeah, I've lost my earring.

- What's it look like? - It's a pearl one.

Oh, it should turn up.

Yeah, I'm just fond of them because my husband gave them to me.

- You should probably go. - Yeah.

I, uh...

I really enjoyed that.

Yeah, so did I.

They're so good.

- (Music stops) - Leon, Leon...

This is about sex, it's about a man and a woman joined groin to groin.

You get it?

No.

Like this.

- (Boy) Mum! - I'm in here.

I haven't got any clothes. I mean, clean ones.

- You pick them up, I'll clean them, OK? - Yeah.

- Why are you jogging, Dad? - To get fit.

- Yeah, what for? - I don't wanna die.

- You are gonna die. - I don't wanna die yet.

- Mum, clothes? - Then stop jogging.

Hello? Mum, clothes? What am I gonna wear?

- See you, Mum. - Bye.

- See you, Dad. - See you, mate.

- Have a good day. - OK, you too.

- See you, Dad. - Hey. What about me?

- Dad, I'm 16 now. - So you're a man now?

Well, no, but...

- Have a good day, Dad. - Yeah, you too.

Is there some point where a son stops kissing his father?

Apparently.

Police!

- He's in here! - (Kicking, grunting)

- You went in a bit hard. - The guy deals drugs. He's scum.

- But he wasn't going anywhere. - What do you expect me to do?

You seeing anyone?

Not with the hours I keep.

- Could be somebody on the force. - Male cops are lousy in bed.

There is someone.

- He eats in the same restaurant I do. - You spoken to him yet?

We've exchanged...glances.

- Ooh. - It's a start.

- How's Sonja? - She's good.

- Haven't seen her for a while. - Yeah...

She's busy, you know, with the boys and work.

- Tell her I said hi. - I will.

Have you told him you're not happy?

I would've thought that maybe he wouldn't need to be told.

That depends on how good an actor you are.

Well, I guess I must be pretty good.

How do you want your marriage to be?

Passionate.

And...

and challenging and...and...honest.

Isn't it honest?

Not emotionally.

Not emotionally, it isn't. It just feels...

like we're...you know,

like we're just...

..going through the motions, you know?

And I want more.

I want more than that.

Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome Dr Valerie Somers.

Thank you. Thank you.

We don't know what to feel any more.

We don't know what's right or wrong any more.

The confused cry of the modern age.

We ask, "What can we believe in? What should we believe in?"

Our politicians? (Scoffs) Hardly.

Our priests?

You'd be amazed how many clients come see me

because they once believed in priests.

It's not supposed to be that way but it is.

What, then? Our parents? Home is a sanctuary.

For a privileged few. For most it's a battleground.

It's not meant to be like that but it is.

Love? Can we believe in love?

Feel safe in it?

Loving someone means we have to relinquish power,

it's mutual surrender.

But how can this take place?

Trust.

Trust is as vital to human relationships as breath is to life.

And just as elusive.

Two years ago my 11-year-old daughter was murdered.

Her name was Eleanor.

This wasn't supposed to happen...

..but it did.

It seemed to go well.

I was worried you weren't going to be there.

I said I would be.

Do you want a whisky?

I've got an early client.

Why don't we take separate cars in the morning?

That way you won't have to wait for me in town.

It's fine, I've got plenty of work I can do,

you can pick me up after your meeting.

Sure.

OK.

I met someone. We went home and had sex.

As you do. Well, some of us do.

And he asked to see me again. I wasn't expecting that.

And?

Well, against my better judgment I said yes.

Anyway, we've, um... been seeing each other for a while.

And you like him?

Yes, I do. Very much.

So?

He comes encumbered...

with a wife.

Is he gay?

When he's with me he seems to be.

Does she know about you?

I assume so. She would sense it, wouldn't she?

It depends on how good he is at deceiving her.

Or how good she is at deceiving herself.

Hi, Nik.

You havin' a party in there, Jane?

Yeah. Did you wanna join me?

Take this inside for Mummy, come on.

Well?

Where?

In a motel.

Oh! (Laughs)

Did you get his number?

- Is that what you do? - I don't know!

- But if you like the guy... - Mm.

But he's married.

Oh...

Well, what? He's not happy?

He can't be, can he, if he's, you know,

messing around.

You gonna see him again?

Do you think I should?

- Want me to be honest? - No. No.

When you gonna take that thing off?

It's too tight. I've got to get it cut off.

Mm.

Nik caught up with Pete the other day.

He wants to come back.

I don't love him, Paula.

Go up to his table and ask if you can join him.

- What have you got to lose? - Dignity.

That's not an issue - the man eats on his own.

- So do I. - Exactly.

- Hi. - Hi.

Uh...

- Jane, this is Claudia. Claudia, Jane. - Hi.

Hi.

Jane's in the same dance class as Sonja and I.

I'll get going. Say hi to Sonja.

- Bye. - See you.

Sorry, was that really awkward?

No. No, it's fine.

- So how are you? - I'm good. Yeah.

Good, good.

But look, I'd better go.

Jane, er...

Ooh!

- Where'd you find it? - Er...

Paula, there's an unmarked police car in front of Jane's place.

- So? - What, is she seeing a cop now?

Be nice, Nikky.

Her and Pete getting back together or what?

What if they are? What do I say then?

Nothing.

Well, he's a...he's a mate of mine.

Do them a favour and stay out of it, all right?

- Baby asleep? - Yeah.

- (Leon) Oh, shit... - (Groaning)

Oh, fuck, sorry.

Don't stop! Don't stop, don't stop.

- Oh, no... - Leon?

- Oh, fuck! - You all right?

- What is it? What is it? - It's nothing.

- Should I call...? What...? - No, no, I just get...

- Should I get a doctor? - No, I get this chest pain sometimes.

You should have told me that you've, um, got a weak heart.

- I don't. - I don't want an affair with...

I don't have a weak heart!

And this is not an affair, it's a one-night stand that happened twice.

Oh, shit.

I'm sorry, I didn't mean that.

That's OK.

Do you ever worry that we don't make love very often?

No.

I mean, I don't really think about it that much.

Why not?

I love you. Whether we make love three times a week

or once a month doesn't change that.

Doesn't it?