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Hey!
Hey, hey!
You're just fucking in here, hey?
You can take fucking me!
I know you're fucking in there!
Fucking TV shows!
You're all fucking disturbing the fucking peace,
but I have to be fucking in!
- Jade. Jade. Listen. - Shh.
You have to... I'm sick of this
- every single day. - I know. I know.
Do something about it, or I will.
- Yes. - Maybe you're fucking...
For fuck's sake, I know you're fucking in there!
Stop fucking ignoring me!
So let me in!
Hey! Stop fucking ignoring me!
You fucking bitch! Hey?
- Shut up! - The fuck do you say?
Huh?
Who fucking said that, huh?
Yeah, fucking say it to my face, eh?
Bunch of fucking dogs! Run at me!
Say it to my fucking face!
Ah? Oi! Oi!
Fuck...
- Have you ever done that? - No, never.
- I've never been in a holiday. - No, me neither.
Oh, Jade.
This is as good a time as any to, uh...
You've been fucking ignoring me!
I hope you fucking die, you bitch!
And the connection we've made,
and the memories that we've created...
That's a nice jacket. Where'd you get it?
Fucking ignoring me!
What you doing?
Fucking damn!
Turn it off.
Fuck!
Come on, Max, give me the keys!
Fuck off!
Get the fuck out of the way!
I will run you over!
Max!
Where's Ma... Where's Max?
He's not here, Mum.
No, no.
Oh, he's dead!
Oh, no way...
She's collapsing. Call an ambulance!
I'm all right, clearly. I'm all right.
Where's Max?
We couldn't find him, but we will.
- I don't want to press charges. - Bev.
Don't want my son to go to prison. He's a good kid.
Focus on your breath.
Let your thoughts pass by, like clouds.
Soften your eyes.
Look around.
Notice the colors.
Incoming voice call from Mum.
Incoming voice call from Mum.
Incoming voice call from Mum.
Just take a moment for yourself.
To pause.
Shut the fuck up.
- How was Yarra? - Yeah, it's beautiful.
I mean, there's like 14,000 plants,
and 90% of them are native.
The island's stunning.
We're going to be there for at least about a year.
- Um... at least. - At least.
To the frogs. To the frogs.
- Hey. - Look who it is!
Hi.
We were starting to think you weren't gonna make it.
- So sorry. - Jade.
You... you brang a cake.
- I brought a cake. - Lovely.
I can't believe you're a fucking scientist.
It sounds so impressive.
You'll always be a bass player to me.
I think that's offensive.
'Cause I was not very good.
But I couldn't have done it without you.
Mm-hmm. Whatever.
- Yeah, you could. - I mean it.
Have you picked out what you're wearing next Friday?
And what's next Friday?
My going-away party.
Oh my gosh! Of course!
How's everything going?
Come here.
You want to talk about it?
I can't even last through a yoga class
without wanting to give birth to my fucking spine.
Try blueberries! They will help with your flexibility.
Yeah, speaking of flexibility,
Chris and I, we've decided to go...
I'm gonna go to Grandpa's house and finish cleaning out.
Oh, that can wait.
No, Mum, we need to sell it.
All right. I'll come and help you.
You're supposed to be resting.
I'm feeling a lot better.
Mum, you nearly had a heart attack.
Gotta get that door fixed.
Can't keep fixing things.
Okay.
I'll see you later.
Let me come with you?
No!
No.
Where do we start?
Hey Jade, look what I found!
Mum!
I'm gonna do my room later.
Do you remember when he was a little baby
and you used to sing to him and he'd just
stop crying and fall straight to sleep?
Hi Jade, this is Senior Constable Taylor.
I'm just chasing some information on your brother Max.
If you can give me a call back on this number that'd be great.
Thanks.
The Out-Lo Baby Monitor System allows you to
stay in constant contact with your baby...
Oh, a job? That's not a job, is it?
Max?
so there's no one defined atmospheric pressure
at a specific ceiling as we have on Earth.
Max?
At its core, the pressure...
I brought you some food.
How's, um...
How's Mum?
You nearly gave her a heart attack.
She should have fucking let me in.
I just needed to fucking wash my clothes,
this shit's fucking broken.
So, you wrecked her car because you wanted to do some washing?
I don't have fucking time
for your fucking lectures, all right?
Actually, I need your help cleaning out Grandma's house.
Why don't you get your... Your big strong
lover boy to help you out?
We broke up.
Like a year ago.
Oh, shit.
Good riddance, Slicko Ricko.
Oh.
Hm. Thanks.
What else is in the bag?
Huh?
It's fucking nothing, all right?
I've got your fucking pouch you just fucking gave me,
a lighter and some fucking filters, all right?
Fucking filters.
Fucking nothing.
Fucking you and Mum.
So can you help me?
Oh, I've got a lot of errands to run, all right?
I'll give you a hundred bucks.
And what's after that?
Just gonna waste it.
When did you last see her?
Ages ago.
You remember this?
Uh, no.
I reckon I'm still taller than you.
I know you are.
Because I...
What are you gonna do with Grandma's piano?
Try and sell it.
Mm.
Fuck.
Yeah...
Ah, fuck.
- It's heavy. - You okay?
Yeah.
Why don't you lie down for a second?
I can get this out.
I'm gonna get you a water.
Mm. Yeah, all right.
Jade?
Wait, fine... Jane, the door's not op...
Jade? Jade?
Jade?
Jade?
Jade.
Fuck.
Jade!
Jade, you there?
The door's not opening.
Jade? Jade, are you out there?
- Jade! - Max.
Yeah. Oh, thank God.
Yeah, what's going...
You know, the door's not opening.
Can you open it?
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