Doctor Doctor

I am a great surgeon.

Just ask the 1,017 people walking around out there because of me.

We'd like you to serve your year of atonement as a general practitioner

in the town of Whyhope.

You're a genius and you're wasted in a one-horse town. It's a waste.

So, Dad, must be happy about the brewery.

I mean, Matt said it basically saved the farm.

If we create our own hops,

we'd be more likely to get a distinctive flavour for the beer.

We'd be creating our own terroir. I don't think it's for us.

Argh! It's your own fault.

Acting like... I'm his father?

I'm his father, not you. Me. What?

Ajax...

I'm not calling you Dad. I'll call you... other dad.

We are gathered here today to...

I went off the pill a couple of weeks ago. Bet I'm pregnant in a month.

Here's hoping.

What if I designed a stent shaped like a helix?

If she gave him the wrong blood, what happens?

Organs start shutting down, starting with the kidneys.

There's only one donor match left. Me.

See you on the... other...

Side.

When could I see them? Are you OK?

It's all been a bit much.

Thank you.

Well, there goes my kidney.

Hugh!

Really? I liked it. He would've laughed.

And so, a final few words for our dear friend...

Shit, that was close.

Farewell, Jim.

I think we should run to the house.

Colin Hunt lost an eye last week.

A husband, a father,

a farmer, a lover.

Haven't done it in the back of a ute for a while. (LAUGHS)

And under the stars.

What could be better?

Are you OK?

Just... a bit old.

You're young in the pants, Jim Knight.

Jim would not want this to be a sad day.

Uh, in fact, Matt... Matt, where are you?

When Jim had the kidney operation,

he was worried that, uh, it might be the end.

Little did we know that his kidney would be fine

and a simple run-of-the-mill heart attack would take him out.

Meryl? Mmm?

I love the sky.

Mmm. I know.

I married a romantic.

Opposites attract, I believe.

Where was I?

Where was I... Where was I?

It's fine.

Uh, when Dad thought the end was near,

he said at his wake he wanted everyone to drink a goodbye shot

in his honour.

And then another.

Then one more and we'll say goodbye, while, strangely enough,

'Am I Ever Gonna See Your Face Again?' by the Angels played.

To Jim. To Jim.

To Jim. To Jim.

Oh... (COUGHS)

Goodbye.

Sorry.

Go, Penny.

What? Funerals have a strange effect on me.

But it's not a year for... another month.

No, no...

No, I... I want to.

No...

I... I'll be there.

I know. I thought so as well.

Is that him?

Who was that?

You look weird.

Hello? Yes.

Tomorrow?

OK. Yes.

I can.

It's not a year yet.

I'll do it.

They want a final report from me on you.

The medical board. Tomorrow.

Yeah, they just called me.

They want to schedule a final hearing the day after tomorrow.

Right.

Meaning you could leave?

Yeah.

I'll be needing one of them.

Ditto. Me too.

I think you're done.

Hey. How you doing?

Good. Great. It's a good night. People are having fun.

I put on some of my new IPA. People are raving.

Matt, are you alright?

Charlie, I'm fine. You?

I'm gonna miss him. Yeah, of course.

Do you want to dance? Are people that drunk?

Certainly are.

Ah-ha. Master of the house.

Matt, we haven't even read the will yet.

Yeah, can we not talk about it? I agree.

Whatever happens, nothing changes.

We're dancing.

Hey, people are dancing. Do you believe that?

Look, it's a wake.

People get a moment when they realise they're gonna die

and they get all 'live in the moment'.

They'll be having sex too.

They better not. I'll beat the hell out of them.

Are you alright?

I know. Bring it in.

Hugh, too many people have touched my bump.

I'm worried they've bruised the baby.

Can that happen? It absolutely cannot.

Ah. Oh, my god. (LAUGHS)

So nice people are having fun.

It's not.

Ajax...

He's with God now.

Oh, come here.

Just wanted to say, Meryl, grief becomes you.

On this tragic day, you have never looked more beautiful.

I agree.

Absolutely in bloom.

Thanks, gents. (CLEARS THROAT)

How's Sharon?

Trial separation.

She said she felt the desire to stab me,

so we thought a little space would be good.

Wise. Hmm.

Meryl, are you OK?

Gentlemen, take a walk. We need a moment.

It's been four days. Still a bit unbelievable, isn't it?

It really is. It's surreal.

Still, gotta keep going.

Mmm.

I think it's a really good wake.

Everybody seems to be enjoying themselves.

I'm absolutely exhausted.

Well, you can go to bed. I'll throw them all out.

No! Let them stay.

I'll go.

Something... wrong.

What...

Your shirt's all clingy.

Yours too.

Hey.

Hey.

I was looking for you.

Well, you found me.

Uh... Dr Cartwright...

Dr Knight...

Can't believe you.

And now I better go.

Or I could take you up to my room and...

get you out of those wet clothes.

That's a bad idea.

Seems good to me right now,

in the way that tequila has been known to do

that logic inversion thing to people, so I am leaving.

Backwards.