Fisk

Peacock and Lee for 10 years in Sydney.

But you're originally from Melbourne?

Yeah, I moved to Sydney when I got married,

but then recently my husband ran off with an older woman

so I thought the best way to deal with the trauma...

run away, so here I am back in Melbourne.

That's just a temporary address, though.

I'm just in an Airbnb till I sort myself out.

None of that's relevant. I'll just shush.

I don't see a reference.

- No? - No. Is there a reference?

Oh... No.

Can you get a reference?

No.

Well, that's going to limit your options.

I will take anything.

Family law.

Except maybe... Yeah, I do contract law.

I don't have any court experience.

And I'm not really a people person, so...

What about dead people?

Not really a dead people person either.

Gruber & Gruber, a small suburban firm

specialising in probate and wills.

- It's nothing fancy. - That's all right. I'm not fancy.

No.

Is this how you would normally dress for work?

Yeah. Every day.

I've got three suits all the same.

Saves time. Never have to make a decision about what to wear.

- It's great. - Is it?

May I suggest that you polish yourself up for the interview?

Ah... I think this is beyond polishing, don't you?

Could you at least lose the festival of brown?

You are blending into the chair like some sort of furniture chameleon.

Annabelle, do you mind if we talk about

this job that's come in for next week.

I'm really not sure... Oh!

I am so sorry. I did not see you there.

- Thank you. - I like your suit.

Reminds me of cheese.

Ooh. Strong choice.

- Ray Gruber. - Helen Tudor-Fisk.

Tudafish? What is that? Is that Dutch?

Fisk. Fisk with a K.

Oh, hello. Not Fisk as in...

Justice Anthony Fisk, yes, that's my dad.

- The great man! - Yeah, retired now, but yeah.

I only went before him a couple of times. I liked his style.

Real talky, your dad. Loves to talk you through the judgement.

Ooh, he does love an anecdote. Yep.

All right, what have we got here.

Peacock and Lee. Good firm.

- Is there a reference with that? - Uh, yeah... should be there.

The agency didn't send it?

Do you want me to give them a call?

- I'll see if they can send it over... - No, we're all good, Helen.

You know why?

- 'Cause I like your face. - This one?

- A lot of experience in that face. - Mm-hm.

Says, "I've been around the block, I know what I'm doing." Yeah?

"I'm a workhorse." Yeah?

"Plain and simple. I get the job done." Am I right?

Yeah, that's me.

Plain and simple and... like a horse.

Helen, when someone dies, it's sad.

Mm-hm.

Then it's kind of boring.

There's a lot of business, a lot of paperwork.

What we've found here

is that people would prefer to deal with a more mature lady.

Can't say 'lady' anymore. It's sort of... um, female.

Non-male. Whatever you call yourself.

- Woman, usually. - Point is, you are one.

So tick, tick and tick, Helen Tudor-Fisk.

Tick, tick and tick, as in, I got the job?

Yes! No-one in this pile even comes close to your age.

What are you? 50? 55?

47.

You look older. Which works for me.

- Start Monday? - Sure. Great. Thank you.

Welcome aboard. Great stuff. I'm loving the yellow.

Oh, good, because I just...

I'm joking. I'll see you Monday. No hi-vis, yeah?

Okay.

Thanks very much.

Sorry. Do you want to come in?

Who's the walking banana?

- That's your replacement. - She is the new you.

Is she afraid of being hit by a car?

Where's the reference?

Agency forgot to send it. Relax, she's a Fisk.

- A what? - Justice Anthony Fisk.

She's the daughter of a Supreme Court judge.

Exactly what we need here, Rozalind. A little bit of class.

Oh, good, good.

Yes. Hi. Juliana?

You've called me about a million times. What's the problem?

Okay, um, your grandmother is in my bedroom again.

She keeps coming in here and, you know, cleaning stuff up...

Apparently you're really messy and she doesn't like it.

Yeah, but I'm renting the house.

No, you're Airbnb-ing the house.

It's the same thing.

- Not really. - Yes, really.

And the listing said I would have the whole house

and your grandmother supposedly lives in the flat down the back, so...

She lets you have your dog here so you should be grateful.

I am grateful.

Um, but she needs to stop feeding the dog.

Doesn't need to be fed by her. I feed the dog.

She doesn't need to feed me either.

There's a fridge full of food there that she keeps bringing me.

Why is she bringing me food?

Because you've complained that the stove is broken.

What do you think she was going to do?

I thought she might fix the stove.

Oh, okay, and now with the shoes. See, I need to...

They're my shoes.

Yeah, can you explain the rules, please?

Sure, but...

Okay, I know it's tough but that's... rules are rules.

I don't make the rules but we all need to abide by them, so thank you.

Oh, thank God. Oh, God, my shoes.

God, can I have my shoes, please?

Jeffo!

Yep, yep. Looking at the numbers right now.

Not bad. Could be better.

Can always be better.

Ah, yeah. That's classic Bevvo.

But hey, let's talk timing.

Jeff? Jeff?

You're cutting out. Mate, can you hear me?

Jeff? Can you hear me?

Mate, we can all hear you.

Call me back when you can, Jeffo.

- Um, hi. - Hi.

Yeah, I'm really sorry but I have to ask you to leave.

Me? I have to leave?

Yeah, you can't shout in the café.

I didn't shout.

You're talking aggressively, so...

You know, your vibe is, like, really loud.

Okay, fine, but for the record, this is loud.

Wha-hey! Bevvo! Yeah, I'm an important businessman.

Business, business, business. Numbers, numbers, numbers.

I'm important! That's loud.

But what I'm doing now, what I was doing before,

that's talking at a perfectly reasonable level for a café, okay?

Can you please just go?

A lot of us find shouting really triggering.

Oh, f... Triggering. Yeah, righto.

God...

Sorry, what's it for?

It's for the website. The "Who We Are" page.

- I'm the webmaster. - Oh.

I think that's enough.

- If you're happy with that... - Yeah, I don't care...

Oh, God no. Okay, take another one.

Maybe you could put a filter on it.

Yeah, maybe.

- Helen. - Yes.

I'm Roz Gruber. Office manager.

I see you've met George.

The webmaster. Yeah. Still taking pictures.

Webmaster... He's our probate clerk.

Any questions on process, see George.

Will do.

And, sorry, did you say you're one of the Gruber & Gruber Grubers?

Yes. I'm Raymond's sister.

Right. But you're the office manager, not a solicitor?

Not anymore. She's been struck off.

I've not been struck off. I've been temporarily suspended.

But you could get struck off at any moment.

Why don't you go and do something useful?

- Yeah, I'll fix Helen's face. - Thank you.

Let me take you on a tour.

Great. Can I ask why you were suspended?

- No. - Okay, I won't.

So, kitchen. Bushells, International Roast.

- Anything on this side, help yourself. - Okay.

Twinings, fancy biscuits, teacups, etc, on this side

for client use only.

Please bring your own mug for use around the office.

And the Corn Thins are mine. Hands off.

- Morning, Fisk! - Any special milk, that's on you.

Got a bunch of files to get you going.

- Righty, I'm ready. - Raymond, do you mind?

- I'm in the middle of an induction. - It's not a hall of fame, Roz.

She hasn't had a lot to do since she was struck off.

Suspended. I've been suspended. I have not been struck off.

Still a bit touchy.

- We're in here now. - Yep. With you.

Coming.

The toilet key lives on this hook by my desk

and must be returned at all times.

Okay. And where's the toilet?

Just up there to the left.

Inside? So why do you lock it?

I like to keep track. Keeps the boys honest.