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Just breathe, darling.

Deep breaths. You're doing great.

- What's wrong? - It's, happening.

- What? Right now? - Right now.

When I tell you to push, I need you to push.

- Wait! - Push!

That's beautiful!

Well, what are you gonna name it?

Bowie.

Hello. You've reached Angie...

JJ! Brekkie!

No answer.

Well, if it's bad news. Maybe she needs time to process it.

If it's bad news, then we all need time to process it.

When she got cancer, we all got cancer.

We all got cancer?

No, sweetie. It's a metaphor.

What happened to you?

Well, you see, I...I sort of...

I...I...I crawled in here

as a... as a baby and...

...I sort of...

I learned to walk over there

and grew up on the way over here.

Yes, and... and... and...

Well, now I'm an old man. Yeah.

Close to death.

- Well, you see, what's... - what's happening is...

..I, I'm developing a one-man show.

Yeah.

This is... Well...

This is, research. Yeah.

That sounds cool, man.

You want some toast?

Maureen?

He's dead.

No, How did he die?

A metaphor.

Boz, have you spoken to your mother lately?

No. No, I haven't.

Here.

Oly, don't call her again.

She said she'd let you know.

You're just so hot in your dance shoes.

Stop it. I'm gonna get in trouble again.

My God, please stop.

We're getting it.

No. You're not getting it.

Yeah, but we're getting better.

You're a dance teacher!

There's a beginner's class on Sunday mornings.

I think it might behove you to learn the fundamentals

before attempting to conquer pivots!

- It's probably not a bad idea. - No, no, no. We're getting it.

I've just beaten cancer for the second time, so...

What has that got to do with anything?

- Come on. - Yeah.

Happy to, but, you know, do we have to carpe the diem so hard?

We do. Go. Left.

- Left. Look left. - I could...

Hi, darl. Your mum's just in...

No, no. She got them all back. Didn't she tell you?

- All clear. - What about her eye?

Yeah, no, they think the eye stuff

is because she's been sleeping with her eyes open,

which she refuses to believe she does.

But as someone that sleeps next to her...

No. She... she told me she texted you.

No!

Yeah, well... Well, you know what she's like.

- Whoo! - Texts.

Um... Yeah, but... No. It's all good news.

- Thank you so much. - See me?

- Like... whoa! - That's lovely. Good one.

- And she's on her way back. - No!

- I don't want to talk to her. - Here.

- I don't! - OK.

- 'Bye, darl. - 'Bye!

Was that Oly?

Did you tell her about the results?

- Angie! - I don't think I did.

You didn't.

I just spoke to her. You call her.

No.

Well, she already knows now.

Angie, come on.

I'll just, um...

I'll give her some time to decompress.

Have you met your daughter?

What's going on?

- What do you mean? - Why is your hug so angry?

Was it?

No.

I just love you so much.

And I'm a little bit annoyed.

At who?

At Grangie, mostly.

What did she do?

Different things.

Um, anyway, it's fine.

Gracie's waiting.

Do you want to come to school?

You can wear our uniform.

That's very sweet, and I do really miss school, but...

...Mummy has to build a micro-forest.

And also I'm too tall.

- And too old. - Yeah!

And too fat.

OK.

Only for a couple more weeks.

And we do not say 'fat'.

'Bye, Mum!

Thank you for taking her.

Hey.

Wow! You look amazing.

Alright.

Tuck your tongue in.

You had your chance. Aren't you married?

- Also, I'm taken. - Yes, I know.

You are always kissing in your office.

We are kissing.

That's what we're doing in there. Yes.

And only kissing. Nothing else.

Um, so why are you...

- It's for the photo shoot. - OK.

Thought I'd get a photo shoot of the site before and after.

And I wanna look good.

But it's not happening anymore, so...

I can take photos.

No, no, no, no. The, um...

The project is not happening anymore.

Griggs has voted no to financing.

- Wait, what? He can't do that. - Yes, he can.

He's an old, straight, white male... in government.

They can pretty much do whatever they want.

Get away with anything, including genocide. Ha!

But it's been signed off on.

- Yeah, it has. - And everything's ready.

It's... All we need is...

Thousands of dollars in funding for native plants.

That's all we need.

The micro-forest is a great idea, Oly.

You did a great job.

And I did a great job of selling it.

But it's not feasible.

It's feasible!

And it's also been announced.

And you know how people feel about politicians

who break their promises.

Don't come that caper with me.

Are you trying to blackmail me into caring?

Sorry.

Actually, Oly, you're... you're... woke.

Is 'blackmail'... Is that wrong?

I did clock it when you said it. It sounds wrong.

Should we cancel it?

Probably.

Anyway, I mean...

...why waste the glam?

Can you take some photos, please?

Alright.

I think this is my best side.

So, it seats 50.

24 legally.

Here is the costume room, which is also the dressing room.

And my room!

I'll make myself scarce most nights.

Don't sit on the chairs.

It's perfect.

I know.

What are the capacities in terms of digital projection

and setting up a revolve?

Toilet. Box office.

There's a slot at the end of the year.

Or... or there's one in eight days.

Wow!

OK, yeah.

I am just working with the bones of an idea at the moment.

I am sort of struggling with the arc.

Basically, I'm trying to let the narrative come from physicality

rather than text.

- So, in eight days? - Eight days it is.

Should we take a tumble?

Yep. It's very good.

Hey, Vince!

- Hey. - Hey.

What's poppin'?

We're just...

We're heading to football. Yeah.

- Nice. - What are you off to?

- Work. Yeah. - Yeah.

- Hey. - Hello.

- How's the new... - Running a bit late, hey?

So I can't... can't chat. I'll catch youse.

What was that?

It's not my fault he's scared of me.

What's wrong?

Nothing.

Lamp.

I am...