Birthright

- It'll fit. - It's not gonna fit.

Fuck the vacuum cleaner.

Thanks, man.

Fuck.

Cory Bennett!

- Hey, man. - Hey, man.

Got a couple of little treats?

- Chocolate's for the wife. - Where's your wife?

I don't know, maybe she left me.

Dude.

Babe! Babe, babycakes!

This is Cory. We went to school together.

Oh! Hey, Cory.

This guy,

this guy used to crack me up so much.

You were so funny.

Say something funny. Come on, make Sarah laugh.

- Nah, I'm not... I'm not that funny anymore. - Oh, come on.

No, I don't know, it's...

Is that your wife?

Uh...

No, I've never met that woman before in my life.

But she is your wife?

- Yeah, she's my wife. - Not cool, man.

Oh, no, I was just joking. I was just making a joke.

I'm not laughing.

Babycakes ain't laughing.

When are you due?

What?

I'm not...

Oh.

I just had a big lunch.

Who was that?

Yeah, I don't know, babycakes.

Cory! Wait!

Oh, fuck.

Sorry. Sorry, sorry.

- OK? - Yeah.

Hey, uh, don't mention the wedding.

Why would I?

Yeah, of course. Sorry. Fuck, I'm just a bit...

Hey.

Do I look OK?

You look like a fucking hot mess.

- No, really. Do I look OK? - Yes.

Hey, chill out.

Fuck.

Mum?

Dad?

Don't shoot.

- How did you get in? - Mum, it's me, your son.

- That key is for emergencies. - Well, I'll put it back.

- Just put it back. - I'll put it back.

- Well, put it back. - I'll put it back.

Oh, hello, Jasmine.

Hi.

What are you doing here?

- What do you mean? Lunch. - Yes, I know.

That's hours away.

Oh, sorry we're so early, Lyn.

- Oh, these are for you. - Oh, thank you, Jasmine.

Oh, not long now.

Oh, we thought it was never going to happen.

OK, Mum, back it up.

I've actually... I've got a bit of a headache, so...

I might actually, um...

get some fresh air.

She's fine.

I was just hoping for a kick.

- Where's Dad? - In his office.

What's he doing?

How would I know?

This is where our pool used to be.

Hey! See, look! Told ya.

Are you going to be alright here?

I don't really have a choice, do I?

Mm-hm. Yep. I see.

Yeah. And did you tell 'em who it was?

Did you tell 'em who... Yep.

Look, I've been doing it for years.

Of course I'm across it.

- Here he is. - Cory. Jasmine.

That's a lovely shirt, Jasmine.

Oh, thank you.

It's not your usual style. It's very classy.

Yeah, very classy.

- How's work? - Good. Good, Dad.

Busy. Really busy.

So busy you're here on a Friday.

Uh-huh.

Last time you were this busy,

you still couldn't come up and help me with the gutters.

Just pay someone to clean your gutters, Dad.

It's very good of Sue to rent you their unit.

They're doing you a favour.

Well...

We're tenants. They need tenants.

It's not like that. They've known you your whole life.

Bet they did you a good deal.

No, Mum, it's not a good deal.

And when do you move in there?

Uh, three...

- Three weeks. - Yeah.

Mm. I'm surprised you want to live all the way out there.

We don't. We couldn't get anything else.

The rental market's fucked. Sorry, it's terrible.

Well, you should own your own house by now.

Thank you, Dad. We're working on that.

Um... We're actually here on a Friday

because our place is getting fumigated, so...

What kind of fumigation?

Well, it's...

It's co... cockroaches. Cockroach bombs.

Have you got a roach problem, son?

No, we don't have a roach problem.

If your house is clean, you won't get roaches.

It's standard. It's just the standard amount of roaches.

Tell them to do it when you've moved.

You're moving out in a few weeks.

Oh, no, they've insisted, so...

That's ridiculous.

Sorry to spring this on you, but, um...

We were chatting on the drive up

that, um, maybe it'd be better for the baby if we...

if we stayed away from the flat, so...

we were wondering if we could, um...

stay.

Just a couple... One... One, two nights.

- Well, the guest room's in a state. - Yes, yes.

Oh, no, we don't care about that. - Painter's son died.

- Wait, what? - He was doing our room. - Our painter.

- Jesus, how did he die? - We're redecorating. He fell. - Bloody tragedy.

- Get a new one. - What? No.

- But he's dead. - No, he's not dead, his son...

- You said he was dead. - His son fell off the balcony.

- Wait, our balcony upstairs? - No, another balcony.

We don't care about the paint job.

- Well, there's no bed. - No furniture.

Oh. - So you'll have to sleep in your old room.

What, in the bunks?

Wait, have you seen how pregnant she is?

No, it's fine, Cory.

Cory, I already feel bad.

You don't need to make me feel worse.

Oh, it's fine, Lyn. It's fine. Thank you.

- Both of you, thank you. - Yes.

- We really appreciate it. - No, we do.

What?

It's just weird being in a bunk bed.

What have you done?

Is this a shit joke?

Oh... Jas!

Ah!

Oh, my God!

My mobile telephone is ringing.

I just have to take this, babe.

Hello?

It's Becca.

Hey, babe.

Oh, she says it's not too late

to get her that big house

with the swimming pool.

Pool parties all summer, with all of your friends.

Does she want to talk to me?

Oh, yeah, you want to talk to him?

Oh, my God, she wants to talk to you.

Hey, Becca.

Yeah, no. Yeah, Cory here.

Yeah, no, I'm still single.

Yeah, I was married for a bit, but I had to get out of it.

Yeah, no, no, a bit, uh, a bit toxic.

Yeah. She, uh, kept looking through all my private shit, so...

What, you're really going to crack the shits

over your high school girlfriend?

- You're nearly fucking 40. - 37.

Yeah, and you can't laugh about Becca.

Well, Becca's not funny.

Fucking hell, Cory.

Oh, fuck this bed.

Oh!

Cory!

Cory, what is going on?

- Richard! - Mum, what?

Why is there a coffee machine in your car?

Richard, they're living in their car.

No, w... No, we're not.

- Our lease was up. - So you're homeless? They're homeless.

- We're not homeless. - Do you have a home?

Yes, we're moving into Sue's place.

- In a month! - Three weeks.

You move into the new place

- before you get kicked out of the old one. - Thank you, Mum.

Yeah, well, it's pretty basic.

- I know how to move house, Mum. - What were you thinking?

You're about to have a baby.

We know we're having a baby.

So, what's the plan here, Cory?

You invite yourself for lunch and then stay for three weeks?

Ha. You think we're mugs.

No, I don't... We don't.